Future Developments (2018.11.10)
Starting from episode 46-6, the “Mascot Suit” female transformation arc, or rather, Hal’s suffering arc, continues until episode 47-7.
For those who are uncomfortable with gender transformation or TS themes, please proceed with caution.
The arc includes the Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath) of the Heavenly Demonic Milk Sect, the Young Chest Festival (Lolicon) of the Pure Breast Nun Sect, and a certain character attacking Harem-chan.
As for the subsequent developments, Hal’s embarrassing experience as “Harem-chan” led to a new turn of events. In a sense, I take pride in the fact that it feels like a fitting conclusion for this work.
More detailed content will be revealed in the activity report when episode 47 is scheduled for posting.
Looking back, it’s one of those “ah, I see now” moments, but can you foresee it at this point? I can’t help but chuckle.
In the end, as usual, Hal benefits from the unfolding events.
A certain character mentioned that it was “as planned.”
In truth, Hal’s transformation into a female was only intended for the initiation of the Demonic Milk Banquet, but it expanded into something much bigger. Orz
Well, it’s the same as always…
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“Everyone, the breast measurement and initiation rite will be conducted individually in partitioned sections separated by screens. Once finished, please proceed to the venue. The venue is located beyond the door at the end of this hallway.”
The nun Popolon, who guided us, led us to several partitioned sections separated by screens.
Each partition had a curtain drawn at the entrance, with assigned nuns waiting inside.
“What exactly are they going to do…? I’m worried.”
Near me, Tirna, who was padding her breasts with Mimi No. 1, looked anxious.
Having been exposed to the harsh punishments of the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom’s harem, Tirna is well-versed in insidious torture methods and might be trembling with fear.
Meanwhile, the other Party Members seemed relaxed, treating it as mere entertainment.
“It’s alright, Tirna. Those girls are highly skilled.”
“Harem-chan also seems to have genuinely transformed into a female. Thank you for your concern.”
When I spoke to her, Tirna smiled warmly back at me.
“I will personally handle Harem-san. After all, she appears to possess the ‘Holy Demonic Milk (Manoo).’ Among you all, I thought Ly-sama’s big breasts were supreme, but to think there’s a hidden gem like Harem-san… I was careless.”
However, the nun Popolon, who seemed fixated on my pseudo-demonic breasts, declared that she would personally supervise me.
At that moment, Elise and Tirna slightly smirked, seemingly relieved that I had become the one to endure this.
When I transformed into a female using Mimi No. 2’s “mascot suit,” Elise and the others gathered around to toy with my body. To think there was such an intention behind it…
“Harem-san, please remove the obstructive cape and place it on this desk. Then, open your chest and sit on this chair.”
Inside the partition, a chair was placed against the wall, with a desk next to it for unnecessary items.
Incidentally, the desk drawer seemed to contain various small tools.
As for the chair, there was a fist-sized hole in the center of the seat, with a pot placed underneath.
“This chair has an unusual design.”
“Yes, actually… During the initiation rite, some people become so overwhelmed that they involuntarily urinate (Splash). This is a precaution for that. If you feel it’s risky, you may lift your dress and remove your panties before sitting.”
“Wha—!? Involuntarily urinate (Splash)!!?”
“Yes, some individuals reach such a peak of pleasure (Orgasm) that they end up urinating profusely. Since I will personally conduct Harem-san’s initiation, it’s better to remove your panties. Let’s start with the breast measurement, so please undress.”
Finally, the dreaded moment of undressing arrived.
Urged by nun Popolon, I slowly removed the cape, revealing the pink dress I was wearing.
With the Valkyrie-styled mask covering my face and the blond wig still in place, my fingers touched the first button at the chest of the dress.
My heart pounded with shame, and I felt my face turning bright red.
It was as if I was reacting like an innocent girl.
Hesitating, I unbuttoned the first button.
The pink dress was designed to open at the front in consideration of going topless, but I felt nun Popolon’s intense gaze, which made my fingers tingle.
This time, I wasn’t wearing any undergarments like a chemise or bra beneath the pink dress.
The slight protrusion of my pseudo-breast’s nipple showing through the dress was another source of embarrassment.
With a resigned heart, I unbuttoned the second and third buttons.
The first button was just below the collar, the second was below the pseudo-breast, and the third was near the end of the ribs. Once I opened the dress, my pseudo-breasts would be exposed, leaving me topless.
“Harem-san, do your best! I was also nervous the first time.”
Encouraged by nun Popolon, I continued to undress slowly.
My slender collarbone became visible, followed by the deep valley between my breasts, the stern swell of the pseudo-breasts, and finally, the pale pink areola and nipple were revealed.
Half in desperation, I slipped my arms out of the dress’s sleeves and was now topless. The upper part of the dress was tangled around my waist.
Nun Popolon, observing my naked body, swallowed her saliva audibly.
Suddenly, I felt inexplicably sad, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, streaming down my cheeks.
What a maidenly reaction this was!
In truth, I was stunned by my own reactions as a boy, but I waited for nun Popolon’s instructions.
Even as I waited, though it was only a short moment, it felt like an endless “neglect play” to me.
I’m definitely not a pervert woman.
“…My! What beautiful Demonic Milk (Manoo)! It’s so wonderful, Harem-san. Normally, we use this breast ruler to confirm if it’s above the required size, but in your case, it’s unnecessary. Indeed, it’s not a chest pad but genuine ‘Holy Demonic Milk (Manoo)’!”
“I’m honored to receive your praise, Popolon-sama.”
“Speaking of Demonic Milk (Manoo), the ‘Bursting Demonic Milk (Manoo) Goddess,’ the sacred idol of the Heavenly Demonic Milk Sect, is also incredible. It was created by the great Alert-X-sama…”
“You mean Alert-X-sama… the great artist of the Ancient Magical Civilization Era, right? I recall hearing the phrase ‘Breasts are explosions!’ attributed to him. And if his works still exist, they must be of immense value.”
“My, Harem-sama, you know about Alert-X-sama too! As expected of an artist who loved breasts.”
I felt a sense of danger in nun Popolon’s admiring gaze at my breasts, but I still wove words of gratitude to match her.
Thanks to our earlier conversation about Alert-X-sama’s knowledge, we grew closer.
“Harem-san’s breasts have been confirmed to be splendid Demonic Milk (Manoo). Let’s proceed with the initiation rite. It’s better to remove your panties.”
“I… I’m embarrassed to take off my panties and let you see my meager female genitalia…”
“It’s alright, Harem-san. All followers go through this… Shall I remove them for you?”
“I, I can take them off myself.”
Led by nun Popolon’s words, I ended up agreeing to remove my panties.
Holding up the hem of my dress with trembling hands, I lifted it. My smooth, hairless legs were revealed, followed by my knees and thighs.
“My, Harem-san, your legs are so beautiful. I’m almost jealous.”
“Please, Popolon-sama. I’m so embarrassed by your praise!”
“Shyness is important for a girl.”
While chatting with nun Popolon, I continued to lift the hem of my dress. My face felt as if it could burst into flames from the heat.
Nun Popolon’s intense gaze further pushed me to greater heights.
Squish—
Wha—!? Is that my vaginal fluids (Love Juice) leaking from my pseudo-vagina!?
According to Kirika’s explanation, the vaginal opening connects to the anus, but I feel a phantom pain in my non-existent uterus and a moist sensation in the slit between my labia.
What’s happening to my real body?
My worries increased, but the hem of my dress was lifted further, finally revealing the edge of my pure white panties.
“My! Pure white panties symbolizing purity! They suit the lovely Harem-san perfectly.”
“Please, don’t say that! I’m dying of embarrassment!!”
“…Then, shall I remove your panties for you? Your hands seem occupied, so don’t hesitate.”
“I, I’m so embarrassed… I’ll leave it to you, Popolon-sama.”
“Understood.”
I was now topless with the hem of my dress lifted, exposing my cute buttocks and crotch area covered by pure white panties.
Swish, swish—
“Kyaa—!? Please stop joking around!!”
Nun Popolon, who had brought her face close to my crotch, casually ran her fingers along the labia outlined through the panties.
A shockwave ran through my spine, reaching my brain.
I let out a cute scream.
On the other side of the partition, the Party Members of the Princess Harem were likely experiencing something similar, but I couldn’t hear their voices.
Perhaps they used magic or a magic tool to create complete soundproofing.
Still, the effect of the stimulation on my labia was immense.
Normally, I’m the one doing the caressing, but to think a girl’s body could feel this way!
Holding onto my fresh emotions, I couldn’t help but dwell on the lingering sensation in that secret place.
“Harem-san, I’m sorry. The slit was so cute that I couldn’t help but touch it.”
“I, I accept your apology.”
“Thank you, Harem-san. By the way, part of the fabric I touched earlier was wet. You’re quite sensitive, aren’t you?”
“Please don’t say that!! I’m so embarrassed. But to become wet like that…”
“There’s no need to be ashamed. Harem-san, you’re just pure and sensitive. You’ll surely meet a wonderful man. Now, let’s take off your panties.”
Nun Popolon began to lower the pure white panties I was wearing.
“My, your genitalia are also very beautiful. The lack of baby hair and the tightly closed labia are proof of your chastity. Your clitoral glans is still modestly covered by the clitoral hood, so it seems you’ve never masturbated. Such a precious, untouched area is rare. Smooch♡”
“Kyaa—!? N, nooo!!”
Nun Popolon, speaking passionately about my genitalia as if she were a gourmet, planted a kiss on my clitoris, still covered by its hood.
I received a stronger shock than before, nearly collapsing on the spot.
My scream echoed, but nun Popolon remained calm and composed.
“I won’t forgive you if you do that again.”
“I’m sorry, Harem-san. You’re just so lovely that I lost control…”
My ultimatum left nun Popolon looking somewhat downcast.
“Now, please take a seat on the chair.”
I sat on the chair with the hem of my dress lifted, placing my vagina over the hole and setting up a splash guard to prepare for potential urination.
I’ve often pushed the Party Members’ genitalia to the point of involuntary urination (Splash), but I’ve never experienced it myself.
After all, having a penis allows for better control.
But now, I’m in a female form using Mimi No. 2’s “mascot suit.”
Kirika explained that Mimi No. 2 is skillfully concealing my penis.
Perhaps the urethral opening hidden within the labia is a dummy, and urination might happen inside the suit!?
Realizing this, I grew anxious inside.
“Now, we’ll begin the initiation rite. First, I’ll apply this ointment to your nipples and areola.”
Taking an expensive-looking bottle from the desk drawer, she opened it, scooped out some ointment, and began applying it to my left nipple.
A unique medicinal smell filled the air.
“Nnh, ahh♡ It tickles, Popolon-sama! Please stop!”
“Please endure it, Harem-sama. Now, the right side.”
The ointment, likely a mix of a mild stimulant and an aphrodisiac, caused my nipple to heat up and become erect.
Though my breasts were merely mimicked by Mimi No. 2, they felt incredibly sensitive.
“…Ah… ah… nnh…♡”
Hearing my own moans, I was stunned once more.
Meanwhile, nun Popolon boldly removed the detachable cloth covering her chest, exposing her own breasts.
Her nipples were painfully erect, and she began applying the ointment to them as well.
“We, the followers of the Heavenly Demonic Milk Sect, are equal before the breasts. Please receive my passionate feelings now. And may you, Harem-sama, become a worthy follower as I share my energy with you.”
Leaning in, nun Popolon gently kissed me, her tongue parting my lips and introducing a viscous liquid into my mouth.
My hidden desires surged, and both my breasts and vagina ached.
Unknowingly, she had already placed an oral aphrodisiac in my mouth.
Observing me from a slight distance, nun Popolon lifted her exposed breasts, pushing her nipples forward as she approached me again.
“Now, with the sacred ‘puff puff,’ we shall begin the initiation rite.”
Declaring the start of the initiation rite, she slowly brought her erect nipple into contact with mine.
“Ngh! What is this searing numbness!? My body’s melting!”
As our nipples touched, a shock akin to being struck by lightning coursed through me.
It felt as if I was truly receiving nun Popolon’s passionate feelings.
Our rigid nipples pressed and crushed against each other.
At times, our breasts swayed, causing the nipples to sink inwards.
Was it the sensation of a forbidden game between girls?
The sense of immorality burned my body even more… In any case, it was an indescribable peak of pleasure, an endless abyss of carnal desire I had never experienced before.
Afterwards, nun Popolon repeatedly pressed our breasts together and then pulled them apart.
This created a ‘puff puff’ motion as our soft breasts compressed and reverted to their original shape.
“…It feels good… ah… ah… ahhh… so good!”
“…Ah… feel it… haaah♡… my passionate feelings… haaa…”
Splaaash—
Exhilarated by the breast stimulation, I involuntarily urinated (Splashed).
Urine gushed forcefully from the hidden urethral opening within my labia.
At that moment, I felt the toxins in my body being expelled along with the urine.
T-that was… pleasurable…
“Harem-san, you’ve worked hard. Now that the initiation rite is complete, please proceed to the Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath) venue. Don’t forget your removed panties and cape.”
While nun Popolon had already returned to her usual calm state, I was left panting heavily as I tidied myself.
To think I was made to urinate involuntarily (Splash)…
Without a penis, female bodies truly lack control.
Still, the shock of experiencing this for the first time leaves me bewildered.
I’m also deeply concerned about how Mimi No. 2 is affecting my body, but understanding it is also somewhat frightening.
In any case, I need to put my panties back on quickly.
Thus, having “safely” completed the initiation rite, I, still in a daze and topless, made my way to the Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath) venue.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 46-9, “The Feast of the Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath) Part 1,” is scheduled for posting on November 17 at 0:00.
