“But, there is something I don’t quite understand,” says Suzuka.

“Yeah?” I decide now is a great time to hug her from behind, pressing my chest into her back. Aah, she’s so cute when she blushes like that? “What is it, Suzuka?” She just makes me want to baby her…

Is this what Hikari feels like? No, of course not. I have much less pure desires than she does. Aah, when I see her looking to me so confused, like she needs guidance, I feel like I want to ink again…

"Do you have some way of manipulating human emotion? I’m supposed to be all detached! I couldn’t possibly so easily let you into my trust! A girl has secrets! There’s an order to things! To friendship!

Well, I can’t definitively say I don’t have the power to deceive the heart, what with my powers seemingly still learning and growing, but honestly…

I think I understand Suzuka. She’s a lot like me, but even more isolated!

“You’re just lonely,” I say. “Nothing more to it than that. You want people to see you as cute, and you want to team up with the other magical girls, but they don’t understand you, right? Just like they accused me.”

“N-nonsense,” Suzuka says, huffing as she squrims so deliciously in my arms. “I don’t need any help from anyone but my maids. No one can understand my genius!”

“That just means you want someone to understand you.” Aah, she’s so cute. All I need to do is pet her head, and I can just feel her starting to relax. Trying to protest, but she wants it, doesn’t she? She wants to be treated well and pampered by someone who isn’t just a maid! “Just relax. Leave it all to me. Let’s relax together and talk about science and the history of the Japanese maritime tradition, together!”

“B-but…”

“No buts.” I smile brightly. “We’re going to drink cocoa and watch more explosions, and I won’t hear a word about it! And if you have anything to say otherwise, I’ll…” Oh dear, this is too much, but I can’t help it! Aah, I can feel something burning beneath my belly, I want to corrupt this poor girl! “I’ll spank you! Right on the butt!”

“E-ehe.”

Oh, but it looks good when she knows her place. Abyssal tentacles squirm inside my womb when she makes that face. Laplace’s Witch should be my first minion. The first member of my magical girl team 🖤 And I’ll make sure everyone knows just how cute and adorable she really is! How beautiful her boundless passion is! Transformed heroines are goddesses! Absolute queens!

(…and maybe I’ll spank her later, too, anyway. As a treat?)

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So we did drink cocoa and watch maybe a little more American Science Explosions than intended (did everyone in America have a bunch of explosions, chemicals, and firearms in the 2000s or what?), but eventually Suzuka calmed down a little, and we decided to experiment.

See, Suzuka’s condition is such that it’s painful for her to move for significant lengths of time; she can manage plenty in her own home, but once she gets out in the world it’s far too easy for even basic tasks to overwhelm her. Because she also has trouble breathing, a school environment is a no-go; at least pollution isn’t as much of an issue as it used to be.

Becoming a magical girl was exciting for her at first, because she wasn’t in pain and she could move all she liked! But her power is so energy intensive, that using it for battle is a complete non-starter…

at least with the strategies she’s been using thus far. Let me explain by way of rich metaphor and imagery!

The battleship Yamato! The legendary symbol of Japan’s naval history! The inspiration and structure for the grand space opera, Space Battleship Yamato! A sexy battleship with huge tits – wait, no, sorry, that’s just my fantasies actually.

Despite this grand legacy, its military achievements are hardly a match to the symbol it’s become.

There’s a certain irony in it, isn’t there? The battleship was ultimately never the success any nation quite intended it to be, but even by World War II the carrier had become far more important. There’s a certain irony that the aforementioned Space Battleship was ultimately built as a carrier of cosmo fighters; after all, it was at the hand of American carriers that the historical Yamato met her end.

As Japan shifted to a policy of strategic self-defense and expanded its arsenal in the days before the Collapse, its naval power became embodied in the ‘helicopter destroyers’ that became full-fledged carriers of fighters, and later drone carriers! (Of course, one of the Izumo-class carriers bore the proud name Shigure!) Massive guns and overwhelming firepower as the sole mark of strength for the navy is an outmoded concept!

Which is to say…

“How is this working?” says the now transformed Laplace’s Witch under the light of a waning moon, as she shoots some of my tentacles as target practice at the beach behind the Tomino household. (Poor babies! But it’s for a good cause, I promise, and their dark fluid will become a part of me again…)

“The M1911A1 is one of the most simple, reliable, well-tested semi-automatic pistols ever created!” I yell, hugging Laplace with my tentacles from behind, holding her arms and hands with my tentacles to correct her form. “Even a weapon like this can be effective against the kaijin, as long as it’s empowered by your magic!”

A big gun like the ones Laplace created might be useful against a gigantic kaiju that’s impervious to minor attacks, but it’s absolute overkill for any other situation! So I’ve been helping her reorient to smaller arms that are comfortable for her to use in her enhanced magical girl form; pistols, small automatic weapons, grenade launchers, even the Type 89 grenade discharger that broke the knees of so many ignorant American GIs!

Is this…

is this what it’s like to have a friend?

A friend, a minion, a little sister…aah, I want to ink, but it’d be far too much right now! Besides, I need to see if the other way I want to help her will work…

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“A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aaa…”

To make a long story short, it didn’t.

“H-how can you stand this, M-maledicta?!” Laplace says, having willingly subjected herself to my tentacles. I’ve now learned I can attach tentacles I birth to girls and have them take on different shapes and sizes and purposes!

(…I’m sure Hikari will be absolutely fine. Absolutely sure. Not like I feel a rush of pleasure thinking about her succumbing to my parasite 🖤)

“What do you mean? Of course I can stand it!” I say, licking my own lips as I sit on my tentacle throne. “Even if I want to ink on magical girls all the time, I’m still totally sane~”

Laplace has a bunch of tentacles attached to her under her skirt to try and carry her around rather than have her move of her own accord, but it seems like she’s a bit too enamoured with them right now…

“I-I can’t!” she yells, as she runs her fingers along one of the purple squrimy gel-like things that I so love, my child for my little sister. “E-even if I could…” Aah, she’s stroking now! “Even if I could stand it, t-the other magical girls would just see me as a kaijin! T-this is too much!”

“We’ll just have to teach them a lesson then,” I say, licking my lips. Oh, but if she’s like that right now, I should prove my strength to her, and, mmf. The joy of my beloved children 🖤

I don’t think she has it in her to resist me, you know. Laplace’s Witch may seem fearsome, and under my teaching I hope to make her that fearsome, but in front of someone like me she can’t do anything against me 🖤 I can’t wait to make her my minion of evil, to enact my plans upon the world!

Oh, these thoughts are pushing into me, aren’t they? But I don’t mind at all. I’m the Astral Queen Maledicta, and the stars themselves call out to me! The galaxy is calling me 🖤

I gently grasp at Laplace’s box.

“H-hey, that’s mine,” she protests, but I won’t hear any of it. I carefully put it aside so she doesn’t get any ideas and hurt herself by accident, but not before one of my tentacles…nnf. Inks inside it. A sample for later, an experiment to see the results of, corrupting her very source of magic~

“The door of possibility will never be closed,” I say. “None of this ‘humanity isn’t ready for it’ crap! From your box will be birthed all the evils of the world!”

“B-but I’m too young to be a mom!”

Oh, how wonderful! My lovely little Laplace’s Witch is learning how to talk dirty! It’s just like my eromanga back home that I keep in a hidden, encrypted drive so my parents and the school don’t see it 🖤

I leave some of my babies to crawl into Laplace’s box and corrupt it with my black shiny ink. In the meantime, I’ve got this girl with my parasites attached to her, and I’m leaking all over her as my own tentacles invade under her frilly dress 🖤 I love the way it’s so traditionally femme, but she’s got some absolute territory to show off her legs! It’s so scandalous~

“Sex is good, but what about bondage?” I whisper, letting myself slither all over Laplace’s tender skin. “There’s all kinds of different play we can do, my beloved little witch! Like…”

Lord of Cinder 2★: Exothermic

Shiori can increase the temperature of her dark fluid at will. As a side benefit, heat and flame created through use of Exothermic can help spread the effects of many of her other abilities (such as Captivation). As a final bonus, she can no longer be harmed by high temperatures, unless they form part of a hostile attack; even then, the effects are substantially reduced.

“Heat play!” I let the temperature of my fluid, my ink slowly rise, and Laplace winces. Ooh, a bit uncomfortable? Then how about…

Furtive Pygmy 2★: Endothermic

Shiori gains the ability to decrease the temperature of her dark fluid at will. This can cause her dark fluid to become solid for use as a weapon, or freeze materials it comes in contact with. As a final bonus, she can no longer be harmed by low temperatures, unless they form part of a hostile attack; even then, the effects are substantially reduced.

“Cold play!” The temperature goes down, and…ooh. She’s a bit more comfy with that. Maybe she’s a bit more sweaty because of all the things I’ve made her do~? And yet, I know, I know there’s something more…

Maiden in Black 2★: A Current to Purify

Shiori gains the ability to alter the electrical conductivity of her dark fluid and to generate an electric current of her own within it, to use as a weapon or for any other purpose. (Through Technopathy, she can either avoid damaging or deliberately attempt to damage electronics.)

“Electroshock. My favorite~”

I give Laplace’s body gentle, loving little jolts. I keep her safe in my embrace as she convulses, her legs opening for me, and the tentacle between my legs pushing against her. Soon, I’ll teach her the pleasure of being deliciously full. Oh, I want her to do all kinds of dark science with my beloved little babies~

Magical girls can take a lot of punishment. But I think this is a bit impersonal for Laplace. Her mouth is drooling, her eyes rolling back, her own attached parasites trying so hard to stimulate her nipples, even letting her suck on one…

but I can do more. Something to really put into relief what she is for me.

Those bloomers on her costume are in the way. I rip them off (with quite a bit of effort), push up her skirt, and – only my hand, no tentacle – I spank my new little sister.

“Mmf…” A tentacle leaves her mouth so she can speak. Oh, but Laplace’s bottom looks so good with a nice red mark from my hand on it! “W-what? H-how does that feel…”

“Good? That’s a very good question~” Slap. “Maybe you’re starved for attention.” Slap. “Maybe you wish you had your parents in your life instead of just these maids.” Slap. “Maybe you wish your big sister would give you guidance and purpose.” Slap~ “Or maybe the pain just releases sensations you never imagined before!”

She squeaks and she squirms, but she doesn’t protest. Oh, I don’t need to penetrate her, not yet. Even in my human form, I could use her like this. Teach her about the boundary between pleasure and pain! The knowledge I gain from the stars themselves, the dark fluid that pushes between us! 🖤

“If we wanna stay here~” Slap. “Can we see the waves~?” Slap. “They’re spilling over us, filling our insides~” Slap~

“W-what?” Her legs squirm and shake. Her body is overstimulated. Her mind is completely hazy and lewd. Even her precious box, her most precious thing is currently becoming the host of my tentacles and ink, for her no doubt depraved future experiments! “What are you singing?! Where is that song from?!”

“Don’t worry about it! The stars themselves brought us together! Sing it with me, Laplace~” Slap, slap, slap~!

“O-okay…”

🎶 “If we wanna stay here, can we see the waves?” 🎶 Slap~
🎶 “They’re spilling over us, filling our insides!” 🎶 Slap~
🎶 “In the rising water, in the rising tide!” 🎶 Slap~
🎶 “They’re spilling over me, filling my insides!” 🎶 Slap~
🎶 “If we wanna stay here, can we see the waves?” 🎶 Slap~
🎶 “They’re spilling over us, filling our insides!” 🎶 Slap~
🎶 “In the rising water, in the rising tide!” 🎶 Slap~!
🎶 “We wait for the faaaaaaaaaa~ll~!” 🎶 Push!

“A-a-a-a-a-ah…!”

When she thinks she’s safe, when she gets used to that rhythm of hits and slaps, that’s when I strike. That’s when my tentacle coming directly out of my womb pushes into Laplace’s cunny! Like a giant double-ended tentacle dildo~

“Right now, Laplace’s Witch, you are the cutest girl in the world.”

Yes, how can any magical girl not be cute when she’s thoroughly violated by me? It’s the best way to make friends! To conquer their will and their body entirely~ Oh, I’m actually kind of jealous 🖤 I almost want a kaiju to eat me again so I can get violated like this! But I’m her big sister, I need to set a good example~

“It’s okay, you know? You’ll have minions of your own. Dark acolytes of science. They’ll be all, ‘yes, my Dark!’, and they’ll obey your every command. All you need to do is accept me~”

Laplace can’t say a word. Her body is pushed to its limit, even as a magical girl. But I can feel her womb, a magical hole where her potential lies, opening up for me! That’s not how anatomy works, but magic can make anything possible 🖤 I’m so glad I became a magical girl! Because that means…

I get to ink

I get to ink right inside one of my absolute favorite magical girls, adopt her as a little sister, and teach her the joys of subjugating humans 🖤 Laplace’s Witch – no, Tomino Suzuka – as you feel me filling you up with the dark fluid that is the source of magic itself, I want you to know…

“You’re becoming one with the stars!”