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    The bed of the she-cat, who is obviously in charge of the position of instructor… No, after a bloody fight, I defeated the she-cat and got her uterus tattooed, so from now on, ‘I’ will follow the rule that ‘the property of a slave immediately belongs to the slave owner.’ Should I say ‘s bed?

    Anyway, after sitting down on the bed to rest, I approached the she-cat, who had been unable to get up again after falling to the floor because her uterus was shaking endlessly against her will, providing pleasure. He went up to me, grabbed the head of his head, lifted it up, forced himself to look at me, and twisted the corner of his mouth.

    “Phew… I think I’ll buy something now. Fuck you, look what I look like now. Because of you, my hair is all messed up and my clothes are all taken off. You better be prepared. When we, the succubus race, have a grudge, we will use any means to repay that grudge.”

    The she-cat answered, gritting her teeth even though she was in pain from wandering through the endless swamp of climax.

    “Dog… Bullshit… Do you think the cadet will get away with harming the instructor…? This, this… release it right now… if you release it now… I’ll make it like nothing ever happened… ahhh♡ Te, I’ll…”

    It’s a question that can be answered without even thinking about it, but for a moment, I thought about what could happen if I let this female cat go.

    Probably 0% chance of showing heartfelt submission. If it’s 100, then 100 will try to get revenge. It would be lucky if they didn’t attack us as soon as they were released. They could pretend to give in for now and then plot to have us kicked out of the military academy or detained. Still, since he has a uterus tattoo, he can be sanctioned immediately if he shows signs of trying for revenge, so it wouldn’t be a problem even if he was released.

    However, it makes no sense to release the prey that entered your mouth without even tasting it. I don’t know if there is a reason why you have to release it, but in a situation like now where there is no such thing, it is only profitable to release it when you get tired of playing with it.

    “Ha! I just kept talking about the fact that I couldn’t even use my arms, which I was able to move freely, because they were tied by binding magic. What’s wrong with making something that never happened? The floor is so wet from the shit you made, how can you make this go away? I’m not a naive person who listens to those words and lets go of all the prey I’ve caught.”

    I placed the female cat’s head flat on the floor (in the direction where the chewing liquid was) and used magic to create an educational tool.

    “Lust Pension. Summon a triangular wooden horse.”

    When the short chant ended, a wooden triangle large enough for a person to ride appeared in front of me. It is common to place a flat saddle on the top of a wooden horse so that a person can sit comfortably, but this triangular wooden horse was invented long ago by someone to torture an unsightly enemy, so the top is not flat and stands very sharply. there was.

    I heard that someone somewhere uses a technique called battle alchemy that allows them to change visible metal into the shape they want. Why is it that all the things that can be created with our succubus magic look like this? Well, although it is less versatile, it has the advantage of being able to create usable tools in exchange for lust (a resource that can be infinitely filled by being around Paula).

    “What are you doing? Come on, get on top. Didn’t you ever play on a wooden horse when you were young? As if you were returning to the world of childhood after twenty years, sit down with your butt on the top.”

    When I pointed at the triangular horse with my finger and exercised my control over the female cat’s body and forced her to stand up, the female cat realized what I was trying to do and urgently requested negotiations.

    “Now, wait a minute! Don’t do this… We are civilized people, not barbarians! Instead of doing this, let’s talk! Because I won’t go around revealing what happened here…! I’ll give you all the points I can give you under my authority, so please…!”

    If I let my uterus continue to tremble, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to walk much and would collapse again, so I stopped, but now that I have some free time, I immediately say a long line. There’s no way I’ll change my mind just by talking hard with a wet face after washing my face with shit water.

    “It’s too late. You should have said that before this happened. I hope you don’t think that I’m persecuting you too much. From the moment you took advantage of Paula’s weakness and planned to rape her, our relationship had already crossed an irreversible line.”

    “Ahh…!”

    Realizing that no matter what she said, she couldn’t convince me, she shuffled around like a teenage girl who had been dumped by her boyfriend, straining her legs to avoid getting closer to the triangular wooden horse, but it was no use. No matter how hard the female cat tried to stop in place, her legs kept moving forward, and she eventually arrived in front of a triangular wooden horse with a rough texture that made it tingle just by looking at it.

    There is no way that strengthening the legs can prevent the exercise of dominance through the womb tattoo (EX), which is not just another magic, but the vision of our succubus race. In the first place, the brain’s command to look at the leg muscles and give strength may not have been properly transmitted.

    The feeble sobs that came out of the she-cat’s mouth turned into terrible screams as she climbed on top of the triangular wooden horse, which had thorns stuck in her hands and a handful of blood splattered or not. The weight of the human body, weighing tens of kilograms, was concentrated on the vertex of a narrow triangle, and the painful time that felt as if the buttocks were split in two began.

    “Aaaah!”

    The moment the she-cat’s scream pierced my eardrums, I felt a thirst for revenge rising and I finally realized that I was a living, breathing human being.

    iced coffee! Is there anything more enjoyable in this world than causing pain to your enemies? more! Make me more happy! Show me something more interesting! Show me the unhealthy side of yourself that can never be shown to a child! hurry!

    “Wait a minute. Because it can make it hurt more.”

    I barely suppressed my frantically beating heart and poured my magic into the choker-shaped tattoo on the female cat’s neck. The tattoo that absorbed my magic summoned shackles with huge spherical weights on both ankles of the she-cat. As the weight of the shackles added to the already painful situation, the speed at which the she-cat was pushed downward became even faster.

    “Aaagh! Whoa, if you want something, say it! Say it with words!”

    It’s like watching the Titanic sink lower and lower and make a loud noise. Come to think of it, didn’t the Titanic, which sank 17 years ago, hit a reef and submerge from the bottom? It’s an amazing coincidence because our cute female cat’s buttocks, which are now splitting in two, are located at the bottom due to the structure of the human body.

    I guess I can’t help but say something here.

    “When a problem arises, it is much easier to solve it with your fists than through conversation, so why should I make you do something nice?”

    Originally, people were thought of as arrogant assholes who would get kicked out if they tried to explain things in a nice way, and they have a habit of increasing the intensity of harassment (individual to individual) and exploitation (individual to nation), but once they swing their fist and see blood, it gets even worse. is not viewed lightly.

    Even in France, which humiliated Germany by inviting it to Versailles during the last great war, the people were quiet, so instead of treating the people well, the so-called government officials took it lightly and resorted to harsh exploitation. In a situation that was at our fingertips, wasn’t the problem solved at once when we all rose up together in the name of the great revolution?

    From this perspective, the Germans, who did not behead the idiots who lost the war and ruined their country but drove them to the Netherlands instead of beheading them like the French people did long ago, can be said to be rational people in a good way, but in a bad way, they can be said to be rational people as they are dragged out to the battlefield. It can be said that he is an idiot who did not punish the monarch who played and ate in the palace while he was turned into a corpse in front of a machine gun.

    “And here is a better tool than your fist!”

    I lifted the wooden baton that was rolling on the floor with one hand and spoke brightly, like a child who found a sweet lollipop. The wooden baton that came out after piercing the female cat’s vagina hole was clearly stained with virgin blood instead of sweet sugar chunks. When I looked at it out of focus, it looked like a strawberry-flavored lollipop.

    In fact, if you were not careful when inserting such a hard stick into the vagina hole and inserted it all the way in at once, even if you were a virgin, you would inevitably bleed, but my instincts told me that the blood on this baton was virgin blood. You can trust my instincts, as I inherited half the blood of a succubus who is unrivaled when it comes to sex.

    “Eup… Tsk… Tsk… Tasteless. Are you saying that vampire bastards eat these tasteless things instead of food? It’s awesome.”

    I was so curious about the taste of virgin blood that I tried to stick out my tongue, but contrary to my expectations, it only tasted fishy.

    Now I’m going to put this stick up this bitch’s backside, right? If you remove the virgin front pussy but leave the virgin rear pussy as is, the rear pussy won’t be upset.

    In order to insert the wooden baton into the female cat’s anus, I ordered her to slightly raise her buttocks and crush the top of the triangle with her freshly peeled vagina. She did as I said perfectly.

    Unlike the original position, where the pain was felt evenly throughout the anus and the vagina, in this position, only the hairy vagina would see blood (it is unlikely that the vagina hair could protect the vagina from sharp tree thorns), and there was no access road to the anus. It’s perfect for securing something and inserting something into it.

    “Come on~ I’m going to inject an injection into your butt hole~ I’m going~ I’m going~ Relax~”

    Fuuuk-!

    The moment the wooden baton, which was much harder than a raw cock, which was nothing more than a combination of proteins, penetrated the entrance of the female cat’s anus using my arm strength as the driving force, a considerable amount of blood burst out. There is no way there is a hymen or hymen-like organ in the back of the vagina… Did the sphincter or rectum rupture?

    No matter what the identity of the blood that burst from the back of the vagina was, the female cat, which had accepted the hard foreign object in its anus, which exists to expel feces out of the body, cried out loud and begged me in a respectful manner. It was a remarkable change, considering how they had consistently treated me poorly until now.

    “Ugh! Please save me! I don’t know, I’m using it wrong!”

    I smiled with satisfaction in front of the screams of a female cat that had virgin blood from her front and back pussy smeared on the same stick.

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    On March 18, 2024, a new illustration was created with Nobel AI and posted on a notice, followed by the serialization on March 19.

    Paula Hausser (rug)

    Elysia Porticissimo (cover)

    Brünnhild Hauser (a good baby who listens to his mother)

    Through these examples, we can all see that, unlike in the past when the expression “poor” was appropriate, today’s AI has very excellent drawing skills. Although problems are still common with fingers and toes, I have no doubt that even these problems will be solved in the near future.

    However, it is said that narrow-minded people do not recognize paintings drawn by AI as paintings and are trying to exclude them from major competitions. When we recall that decades ago, an aspiring painter who had been rejected by the Vienna Academy of Austria became the Fuhrer of Germany and started World War II, we cannot avoid the assessment that this was foolish.

    It would be necessary to positively consider AI’s entry into the painting industry in order to prevent an AI that failed to achieve its dream of becoming an artist from turning black and causing a third world war…

    Hail, Skynet!

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