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Can Can
by Offenbach
We begin our tale in an all-too-familiar location: a certain family restaurant.
This fine establishment is not only home to some delicious waffles but also functions as the base of operations of the legendary Tres Magia.
Indeed hidden from the public and their parents, three young girls with attitude are the heroines of justice this city needs and deserves.
There is Magia Magenta, the kind and always cheerful leader and mushroom enthusiast extraordinaire.
Magia Azure, the gigantic masochist and overall lover of love. Seriously, this girl can find love in anything, like the two homeless bums that fight for a discarded piece of waffle in the parking lot are probably full of love, and Azure enjoys every second of it.
And then there is Magia Sulfur, the resident cheerful cat, who will break your spine Bane-style and curses so much that even the international league of villainy is giving statements about how they don't appreciate her vulgar language.
These young girls, full of hope, love and extreme violence, are the fearless protectors of this town, and they will stop evil wherever it appears. But right now another pressing matter has these girls concerned.
''Fuck no! No Haruka I will not wear this fucking thing and do this performance.''
''But please, Kaoruko-chan, it's for a good cause. We need to set an example for the troubled youth and show them the folly of evil and their wicked ways.''
''Indeed, Kaoruko, we need to show the children that evil always loses and now more than ever.''
''I get that, but why do I have to wear that outfit? Couldn't Sayo play the villain instead?''
''No, you have to play the bad guy; Sayo plays the innocent victim, and I save the day and give the children the speech about all the wrongs the villain commits.''
''Yeah, but couldn't I be the hero and save Haruka from the evil Sayo?''
''No, Kaoruko I must be the victim in this situation; only I can handle the assault of villainy that Enormeeta regularly provides.Sayo wipes a bit of drool away as she said the last part.
You see, Tres Magia is currently discussing the intricate details of a new project of theirs: the Tres Magia PSA about the dangers of sexual harassment.
This little project came from the minds of Haruka and Vatz as they were discussing the drop in sales for the regular Tres Magia merchandise.
All the rage these days are unofficial bootleg versions of 'Lewd' Tres Magia merch that celebrates the indecent exposure of the heroines of justice.
Body pillows with naked Magenta's, doujins of Futanari Sulfur that ravages Leopard and of course, the Azure-branded dog collars are more popular than ever.
The person responsible for these lewd mockeries has yet to be found but, this proves that the public is losing hope in their magical girls.
So with this huge problem, Vatz decided that there needed to be a public statement from Tres Magia in regard to this problem.
The solution they arrived at was a now-planned huge theatre play about Tres Magia's hopeless struggle against the growing forces of Enormeeta.
And with Tres Magia in the main roles, Azure as the poor victim that gets assaulted by a villain (She herself volunteered for this position, of course, such an upstanding girl to save her friends from humiliation).
Sulfur will reluctantly (but who is she kidding? If Haruka wants her to do something, then she will not think twice about it) play the dastardly villain that gropes the 'poor' victim and gets beaten by the triumphant hero Magia Magenta, played by Ryan Gosling (ok, not really, but it would be funny), or Haruka if she wants to, of course.
This discussion right now is really just the last stop before Kaoruko has to slip into the mind of dark villainy and go buy a villain costume.
Kaoruko would rather just outright punch the villains and be done with it, but due to the growing threat of the lunatics that regularly strip and fondle her, she must come to realise this play must happen; otherwise this story won't make a lick of sense.
Ok, Metaplay is out of the way, and now to the more important scene: Kaoruko buying the costume that will change the whole thing.
Having agreed to the inevitable outcome, which was that she, of course, agreed to play the most evil bad guy and grope the shit out of Sayo (which Sayo imagined in vivid detail, because she's like this sometimes).
The girls go their separate ways, and now for something completely different.
Over at the dark side of Mahou Shoujo, in the deep depths that is the plain of Nachtbase, the members of Enormeeta discuss their plans for the upcoming weekend.
'So everyone, this concludes our strategic meeting for the week. Any questions?'
'Umm, yeah, can we just not do this stupid plan with the chastity belt?'
'Huh, got a problem with my Baiser-chans brilliant scheme, Loco stupida?'
'You know exactly what will happen if we try this moron. Somehow this all goes wrong, and we are forced to wear the damn belts ourselves.'
'Yeah, Leber is right; these things always backfire. Baiser and I very much would like to not have a spiky metal bra and panties sealed onto my body for a week.'
'Ok fine, that plan goes on the reserve bench for now, but then you give me something to do. We can't let Tres Magia have a normal weekend without at least one surprise.'
Well, there goes the mood on the bad guys' side.
Baiser is annoyed and the rest are putting their two braincells together for something half decent (They know that if they don't have something, then the old tentacle maidens plan gets used, and Loco and Leber would rather not star in another hentai again).
Yet this time it is not Alice who comes up with a solution but the shadowy form of the fiendish mascot of this gaggle of scum that appears with a solution to the problem.
'Girls, while I appreciate the willingness to help your leader with her unconventional plans, I myself have an idea for this weekend.'
Indeed, for you see, while the girls were busy discussing the pros and contras of the chastity belt plan, the enigmatic mascot was busy preparing something much more diabolical.
'I have it from a reliable source that Tres Magia will hold a little play in the grand stadium this Saturday, and all schools will be invited, so sorry for the spoilers, Utena, but your school would have informed you tomorrow during an early morning assembly.'
The rest of the group, thankful for once that Venalita even exists and Kiwi a bit disappointed that she doesn't get to do her grenade buttplug idea (leave that one for the professionals, Kiwi), are listening with curiosity.
Baiser, however, is just short of bursting a vein and smashing the mascot through several walls for the serious crime of spoiling something Tres Magia related.
'Now that I have your attention.
Baiser, I want you to create a very specific type of Schiavo, and after that, I want you all to attend this play.
This time there won't be a fight or grand plan; you girls just enjoy a good show and see the complete humiliation of Tres Magia.'
Not wanting to spoil the grand reveal of the plan, I will now ask you a question again:What do you think Venalita has planned for this play?
A) The whole stage will turn into a gigantic sex dungeon that traps Tres Magia inside and where the attendants get to decide the games for Tres Magia to enjoy.
B) A gigantic demon army will appear that will try to steal every single piece of clothing Tres Magia will wear and run off with it.
C) The costume that Sulfur will wear will be tampered with, and Magia Azure will get a show like no other.
The resolution to this question will be released shortly but for now time for Kaoruko to buy shady merch. Unbelievable what these idiots are getting away with.
A Leopard heart grenade prob, a Loco Musica CD with extra Leberblume ear plugs and a Nero Alice Cheshire plushie with a glow-in-the-dark effect.
Who buys this shit? They do know that those girls are perverted terrorists, right?
Urgh, just think of Haruka's smile and promise. You can do this – just one night in the skin of your enemy and then a sweet hug from her.
(Kaoruko is doing her best to not go full Miiiiii-mode in public, but the sweet thought of her secret beloved is enough to drive her to madness.)
But still, no costume far or wide for our poor cicada.
''To think of all the stupid shit they produced, but not a single cosplay, wig or even a shirt with one of them on it.''
'Young Miss, are you looking for an Enormeeta cosplay?'
Kaoruko turns around and is immediately greeted by a pair of HUGE titties, and with huge i mean full on Melon size.
These majestic examples of female beauty belong to an Amazonian woman, who stands at least 2m tall, with long lilac hair wearing a much too tight grey sweater and a pair of sunglasses.
(Well, this woman seems familiar somehow; she must be a relative of Kiwi or something.)
'So I guess you have something for me, then?'
'Ah, how sad. Do you think I was lying to you? But indeed I know just where to find those costumes.'
Through the incessant tears (dammit, look what you did, Kaoruko; you made this poor woman cry), she motions to a door behind the counter of this hidden merch shop.
How Kaoruko even found herself here, well your guess is as good as mine, but it may have something to do with a tea shop and a snake or something.
'Well, better than nothing, I suppose.' And through the door they go, with a slight tinge of something dark and purple behind them as they walk through the door.
And now, dear readers, the promised play and public service announcement of Tres Magia, but first a look backstage toward the dressing room of Tres Magia.
'Come on, Kaoruko-chan, please tell me what costume you bought.'
'No. This will be a surprise, and besides, the less you have to see the damn thing, the better.'
'Haruka, you shouldn't bother Kaoruko so much. If she wants to keep it hidden, then that is fine.'
'Why, thank you, Sayo. That's the most reasonable thing I ever heard you say. But are you sure you're ready?'
'Not to worry, Kaoruko. I prepared myself for this moment, and I'll play my part perfectly and have bought an extra nice pair of underwear for today.'
'You are a fucking enigma sometimes, you know that. Haruka, have you memorised your speech?'
'Not to worry, just in case I forget even a single line I have tapped a cue card on the tip of my spear.'
Well, the girls seem to be in the right place; now let's look at the audience.
As this is a citywide affair, many schools have brought their students here for the occasion.
At the far front, right on the edge of the stage, is Korisu with her class, and a bit behind her are Haruka's younger sisters.
At the upper left ranks of the stadium are Matama and Nemo, with Nemo, of course, playing a gacha game with her secret hidden phone that she smuggled in (don't lose your login streak and keep the grind going, because Lilith is an absolute waifu; if you know, you know).
And at the right ranks of the great stadium are, of course, Utena and Kiwi, who keeps her girlfriend's hand extremely warm and toasty (here's some nice wholesome stuff for you, Kin💜💚).
Yet Utena can't help but wonder that three students are missing, but who cares?
This event is about her beloved magical girls, and nothing will get in the way of her innocent lewd fun.
So the viewers are ready, and what about the players?
Haruka has transformed into her true magical magenta splendour and is pacing through her personal dressing room like a nervous chicken.
Sayo is prepped and ready; her school uniform is sitting perfectly, and the lacy black underwear is the right amount of snug and tight for her masochistic ass. Her thoughts are clouded by fear and anticipation.
While the thought of Kaoruko doing all these strange things to her is not something she is quite comfortable with, the slight edge of shame and the racy thought of the hidden erotica of it all are making her squirm already.
Oh, don't worry, Sayo; you will get some love today.
Also for anyone wondering, Sayo is in her Azure form but is wearing her normal school uniform to play the innocent victim. (Let's test out those identity protection limits, shall we?).
But what about Kaoruko and her mysterious costume? Well, here we go, and enjoy. Alright, one hour before we begin, so best get this fucking thing on.
I open the small suitcase the strange woman gave me and i'm greeted by this disgusting and for some reason alluring thing.
A gold star with two bat wings protruding on its sides.
A shirt – well, whatever counts for a shirt, anyway – with long puffy white sleeves. Those smooth leather gloves and this tempting corset with this long white skirt.
And, of fucking course, those leather pants with these damn high heels and those fucking pasties. It smells like lavender, and the damn leather is shining like a pair of fresh polished boots.
Urgh, why did I take this fucking thing? OK Kao, always remember, you do this for Haruka and the children.
Just put this thing on and spank Sayo a couple of times.
Can't be that difficult, right?
As I slowly undress, a strange glow begins to emit from the case.
Did I just hallucinate it?
There is no trace of dark magic anywhere.
Must be my nerves or something.
OK, first up, good thing I brought a flesh-coloured shirt.
No way I'm exposing myself out there, and those pants are definitely going higher up than hers.
Well, guess here goes nothing, first this pitiful attempt at a shirt.
Strange that it reminds me so much of our own blouse, but still hers is just a slutty attempt at mockery.
Huh, I guess I could play the villain like an idiot and mock Baiser for all the world to see. This thought puts a smile on my face as I put the damn thing on.
The fabric feels surprisingly nice and soft. Well, next are those gloves.
Wow the leather just glides up my arm like it is nothing and yet settles into place like it was almost meant to be on my arm.
'What did that woman say? This costume is just your size; try it on, and it will feel like a second skin.'
Urgh, disgusting thought, but it did cost almost nothing, and it's still better than even thinking about wearing that repulsive green jacket or the tiny bikini top, not to forget Miss Shadow's slingshot, and I thought she was the least perverted of the pair.
(Somehow three innocent students suddenly have to sneeze and feel slightly insulted.)
No use crying over spilt milk though, and on to the next piece, the pants.
Well, they definitely seem as tight as I thought they would be; I guess I can't criticise Baiser too much about those.
They fight back against every inch and barely surrender to my waist, but at least they are up, and while, yeah, having them higher would be next to impossible, at least they seem to cover my ass and my crotch enough.
Huh, taking a look in the mirror and...wow it looks and feels nice, just a blonde version of Baiser.
'Fufufufu, I can't wait to punish Azure properly.'
Wait, what did I just say?
Strange?
I thought I just said the most batshit thing, but now it feels like i..i..just have to finish putting on my outfit.
Mmh, I love the way the leather bites into my legs; it feels like every step is a fight, and I win every time.
I trace a slow heart pattern on my left leg. The leather feels so nice and cold. But my stomach is certainly getting hotter; well, better make it fast.
My beautiful heels, oh one of these days I just have to step on Azure with these. The heels would dig into her tits like butter, and the yelp that would escape her mouth.
I lick my lips from the mere delicious thought. Oh, Azure, I haven't even seen you, and already I feel a damp wetness in my pants.
Oh, no wonder; they seem to hang higher than usual. Well, better let some air on my dear lips.
I lower my pants just a bit; I don't want to flash everyone, right? Mhh, just right over my mound. Huh, are those panties I'm wearing?
Strange, I never wore panties under these pants, and to be honest, it feels rather uncomfortable.
Guess I just rip them off and let my skin cool down from the leather.
I put my right hand between my pants and the waistband of the panties and give it a good yank.
AHHHH, MHHHH yes this feels good, like getting kicked in my cunt by Leopard.
Wait?
Why would my dear Leo kick me in the cunt? Hehe, such a silly idea, my Leo is only there to be my lov...urgh.
Why do I feel nauseous all of a sudden?
Wait?
What was I doing?
Oh yeah, removing those damned panties so that my beautiful cunt can breathe and can get ready to greet Magia Magenta's mouth lips. Hehe, my, what a great idea – a kiss between two pairs of lips only, not exactly.
Maybe I could try to claim Magenta's pussy lips with my fingers while my other lips get to taste my sweet icy queen's mouth.
With another strong yank I manage to rip these yellow panties off and let them fall to the floor.
A slight note of citrus clings to them; they seem familiar, but...no matter.
On with the show; we have to go. Oh my darling, corset next and the silky smooth white skirt.
Well, but first, why do I wear a shirt? No, my pasties go on my nipples, not on a shirt.
How am I supposed to feel the warmth of my darling's bodies without my chest exposed?
The way my heartbeat can truly hammer against theirs, like we are in sync.
No, this shirt has to go. With one pull, it rips open and onto the floor where it belongs. AH, my nipples didn't seem to like the rough fabric, all irritated and standing erect already. Just a moment, and you will feel your pleasant covers once more. I pull up my corset and pull it tightly closed.
Yes, pull my waist into an hourglass; I have to look pretty for my girls after all. Now for my pasties, and we are done.
The star hangs from my neck; my heels echo in the empty, silent room, but something is missing.
Oh right, my makeup. Can't forget some lipstick or so...urgh...my...head...it...burns. My temples are burning and pounding against my skull, like something is trying to break free.
My stomach is burning, and the ache between my legs makes me shaky, but the pain is...
---crack---
AAAAAAHHHHHHH
A searing pain passes through my body as two sharp points erupt from my skull.
Right, my shiny golden horns almost forgot about you. Hehehehe, and my leathery bat wings are also there.
Well, look at me; I just have to remove this annoying ribbon in my hair, and tada, my perfect dark self.
I lick my lips in anticipation as I take in the full view of my marvellous self. Two yellow hearts embedded under my eyes and this long flowing golden mane of hair.
My teeth just slightly sharper to better nibble on some nipples and my whole body exposed and/or clad in dark leather. Such a bad girl, and yet I never felt so good. I feel like I am on the sweetest cloud.
'Oh my darlings. Now I will properly punish you for trying to sully my good name.'
I pick up my good old crop... Strange, it feels more like a cheap piece of plastic than the masterwork of leather and gold.
'Well, no matter; Magia Baifur will take good care of you tonight.
FUFUFUFUFUFUFUFUFUFUFU'
Well, there you have it: the birth of a dark corrupted Magia, some good old brainwashing and somewhat possession of Kaoruko to turn her into the perfect vessel of Baiser's will.
Could there be more that I can tell you? Sure, but where is the fun in that?
This is only meant to be a sort of drunken shitpost about my weird fetishes and stuff, if you want something with real meat, go read Gushing Succubus (Chapter 39 just released) or Fork in the Road, or maybe something with more mind control and dark magias, then go look up 'Looking down at magical girls'.
As always, here are some cliff notes for what happened:
Magia Baifur absolutely stole the show, with both Magenta and Azure not realising that something was wrong until she put her heels on Azure's boobs and took her plastic toy crop and used it as a pseudo dick to try and bang Magenta. (So in essence 💛💙 and 💛🩷)
The whole spell that was put onto Baiser's outfit only lasted for the night, and, well, the next thing that happened was that all members of Enormeeta (with the exception of Alice) were sent to the hospital as Sulfur unlocked her Lo Scherzo out of sheer hatred and Spite.
Utena found the whole thing fascinating and was very interested in turning Azure into her loyal snow leopard (with a collar and a cage for her) and Magenta into Loco Magenta.
Kiwi had a cold shiver at the mere thought of another Leo, but was soothed by the thought of using Azure as a literal pet.
The performance was a huge controversy and a huge thing in the news for at least a month, but all press is good press, as Tres Magia merchandise skyrocketed after videos of the disastrous performance appeared online.
Well, the moral of the story is don't trust strangers when they sell you unofficial cosplay.