The Encroaching Hand of Evil

"… You're here."

Sensing Aery's approach, Yoal opened the cabin door.

Though not yet midnight, the outside was pitch black.

A lone girl stood at the entrance.

"You must be Aery Heiram?"

"… Yes."

It was his first time seeing her.

After a brief pause, the girl in a maid outfit nodded slightly.

Her bright silver twin tails swayed in the breeze, her sand-colored eyes devoid of emotion.

Her petite frame couldn't have been more than 145 su, making it hard to believe she'd been Almaeira's lady's maid for twenty years.

"Come in. And don't remember anything from tonight. Don't question it. Don't feel anything odd. Got it?"

"… Yes."

Yoal returned inside, Aery following obediently.

In the corner of the living room, a witch lay sprawled, her crotch and the area around her mouth smeared with cloudy white fluid.

"Nyrn, clean her up."

"… Fwa… Ha, hya 💕… Yoal-shama… 💕 M-More, I wan' more…"

"Damn it. Useless."

He tossed Nyrn, who was rubbing up against him like a cat in heat, into the bedroom and returned.

Aery stood motionless in the room's center, unfazed by the scene.

"Don't mind her. This way."

Shrugging, Yoal opened the door beside the bedroom.

It led to a bathroom with a wooden tub filled with hot water, ready for use.

To wash, one would heat water from a dedicated cistern, not with fossil fuels, but with magic.

"Shall I assist with bathing?"

"I'll be the one washing you."

Aery glanced back over her shoulder, looking up at him.

He was slightly surprised. She reacted, which he hadn't expected.

An unconscious display of humanity, perhaps.

"… Yes. Understood."

Without further question, she undressed.

White apron, black dress, modest white underwear, black knee-high socks, white brim.

All neatly folded on the floor, revealing her dazzlingly pale, petite nude body.

Smooth breasts, a slightly rounded lower abdomen, and a petite yet plump rear suited for childbirth.

"Is this acceptable?"

"Spread your pussy."

Yoal quickly stripped naked as well while giving the order.

Aery's delicate shoulders flinched slightly.

Leaning against the bathroom wall, she hesitated briefly before sliding a hand between her thighs.

With a soft kupa, her slit-like labia parted, revealing pristine pink vaginal walls.

A slightly large clitoris hidden beneath its hood, and a vaginal opening so tight it was doubtful even a single finger could fit.

Yoal swallowed hard.

He wasn't captivated by the sight before him — rather, memories of the former "Saintess" had been stirred.

"… Calm down."

"Is something wrong?"

"Nothing. Never mind."

Tormented by self-loathing, he turned to face Aery.

Her innocent face bore a faint flush, even unconsciously.

"Show me deeper."

"… Yes."

Aery placed both hands between her thighs, spreading her vaginal opening wide and exposing the petals hidden within her modest depths — revealing her hymen.

"Tch."

Yoal clicked his tongue, annoyed.

He wasn't forcing her into this shameful display for nothing. He needed to confirm whether she was a virgin.

No matter how much hypnotic suggestion he placed on her, leaving traces behind would expose his scheme.

Virginity often correlated directly with magical potency — no mage in the world would fail to notice its loss.

"Is something unsatisfactory?"

"No. Nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Yes. Understood."

"… You can close it now."

"Yes."

Her hands released the thin folds she'd held spread open, as if putting them on display.

The soft mound closed tightly on its own, returning to the form of a single slit.

"Let's get in."

"… Yes."

Guiding her slender back, Yoal entered the bathroom.

First, Yoal washed her entire body normally.

Her youthful skin was fresh and supple, repelling water droplets.

She offered no resistance, obediently letting him clean every part of her body.

Next, he thoroughly cleaned the area that would be used.

Her vaginal opening was off-limits; breaking her hymen was out of the question.

Thus, he'd use her other hole.

Yoal wasn't exactly thrilled, but it couldn't be helped. It was a necessary step for conditioning her in secret.

"Wait a sec."

Yoal retrieved the necessary tool: a mucus colony for intestinal cleansing.

A harmless slime-like mass the size of a palm that could easily slip into tight spaces.

Once inside, it would absorb and break down every last bit of waste in the rectum.

"… Put your hands there and stick out your ass."

Yoal pointed to the ebony slatted floor.

Aery's cheeks flushed faintly, her sand-colored eyes lowering as she complied.

Pink nipples peeked out from between her thighs, her pubic mound traced a mystical curve, and her round ass jutted out invitingly.

Yoal parted her petite cheeks, exposing her pristine rear opening.

Not a trace of pigmentation marred her rear opening. The delicate, flushed bud twitched in time with Aery's breaths.

The anal wrinkles contracted faintly, twitching. Bringing his face close enough to count each fold, Yoal blew a puff of air.

"—Ahh…!"

Aery arched her back momentarily, her hips quivering.

Her quickened breaths gradually returned to normal. Her modest chest rose and fell gently, her nipples stiffening to sharp points.

"I'll be touching you now."

"… Yes, please."

Her voice was calm, as if nothing had happened. But her anal movements grew more intense with each passing moment.

With each heated breath, the tiny anus contracted sharply.

Yoal gently pressed his thumb to its center, circling with light pressure.

"Nn…"

The small anus was hot and firm, yet soft.

He pressed and kneaded slowly, never forcing his finger inside. Inserting the mucus colony would be far less invasive than even a single finger.

For now, he simply let her get used to the stimulation, returning her naturally flexible intestinal walls to their proper state.

"… Nn, fu…"

Using her faint breaths as a guide, he adjusted the intensity.

He applied minimal force, either pressing lightly or grazing with his fingertips.

He kneaded the surrounding area thoroughly as well. Without proper blood flow to the area, there was a risk of tearing.

"… Nn, ku… u…"

He pushed inward against her anus, massaging deeply.

When he circled his finger around, Aery's hips bucked and she squirmed.

Even as her small toes curled with tension, her slender shoulders went limp, as if melting.

"Ah… a, fu… u, nn…"

He repeatedly stroked from her tailbone to her perineum.

Strength drained from Aery's arms in an instant, and Yoal caught her just as she was about to collapse.

"Keep relaxed. Lean on me."

"… Y-yes."

Barely able to catch her breath, Aery gave a small nod.

Supporting her with an arm wrapped around her chest, Yoal gently hooked his fingers around her anus and pulled sideways.

Her cute pucker opened up, giving a glimpse of her inner intestinal walls.

"Good. It's loosening up."

"… Ah… fwa, y-yes…"

By affirming what they were doing, he eased her resistance.

After all, he was toying with a place arguably more embarrassing than her genitals. There was no telling when she might suddenly snap back to awareness.

Spreading her anus open left and right, he kneaded her small buttocks up, down, left, and right. Her anal flesh was twisted and pulled every which way, thoroughly softened.

Her glossy ass glistened with sweat.

"How's your ass feeling? No pain?"

"… U, nn, ku… Y-yes…"

"Don't hold back. Be honest."

"… N-no… no pain…!"

Yoal slid his index finger along the anal flesh, dipping the tip in and out.

Aery's small ass bounced energetically.

He could feel her body temperature from within her rectum. Her entire body was now sweating, her skin clearly flushed.

"Good job."

"… Ha… ah… y-yes…"

Releasing her, Yoal laid her gently on the slats, positioning her to jut out her ass.

He gazed intently at her anus. Her delicate pucker was completely relaxed, the center puffy and swollen, twitching incessantly.

Her anus must have been healthy to begin with. It had loosened quickly, her intestinal walls stirring as heat spread through them. There were no signs of constipation or poor circulation — likely thanks to her regular daily training.

Yoal gently stroked the anus he had so thoroughly worked over, as if to soothe it. He touched it lightly, grazing it, applying the faintest of stimulation. He smoothed out each anal wrinkle one by one, taking great care.

"… Nn, fu, u, nn…!"

Her slender shoulders trembled, her voice sweet and quivering.

Then, Yoal noticed something dripping down her thigh.

Love juices from her glistening vaginal opening.

Scooping some up, he smeared it onto her anus.

"… Nn, fu, ku…!"

"Feels good?"

"… Ha, ha…"

"No need to answer. Feel as much as you want. Don't hold back. Make all the noise you like. Finding pleasure in your ass isn't wrong. Nothing to be ashamed of."

He reassured her trembling shame, continuing to stroke her anus while gently pinching her erect nipple.

"Ah… a, ah…!"

Instantly, the girl's voice grew desperate. Her tender anus twitched violently, clinging to Yoal's fingers.

He gently kneaded her nipples, delivering pleasure. At the same time, he toyed with her anus, teaching her the bliss of being played with.

He blended the numbing ecstasy of nipple play with the ticklish thrill of anal caresses — blurring the distinction between the two.

After all, Aery was in a kind of hypnotic state at that moment.

If carnal pleasure were imprinted on her now, she would learn it all too easily.

Pleasure carved into the depths of her subconscious — etched into her unconscious mind — would naturally resurface in her body, never to be forgotten.

"Anh… ah, ah, n, kuh… !"

He stroked her nipples from base to tip, rolling them between his fingers, all while relentlessly kneading her anal hole.

Aery's spine arched like a bow. Her toes curled tightly, and sticky nectar dripped pleasurably from her slit.

The more he teased her nipples, the more intensely her anal flesh writhed.

Her hardened nipples stiffened further between his fingers. To keep her from growing used to the stimulation, he alternated between her buds, tormenting them in turn. His finger work remained deliberate, applying irregular stimulation.

"Ah… ha, ah, u, ku… n, uuu… !"

Her anus contracted longingly, quivering. Alongside the nipple pleasure, intestinal juices seeped out, her rectal mucosa sucking at the man's fingers.

Responding to their tempting movements, he ingrained perverse anal pleasure — Aery's nipples sharpened even more.

Tormenting her nipples drove her anus wild with joy; tormenting her anus made her nipples react with pleasure — a vicious cycle, or perhaps a virtuous spiral of sex.

"Ah… n, ha… ah, n, haaaa… !"

As a finale, he pinched both erect nipples, meticulously rolling them.

Aery's voice rose in a sugary falsetto, letting out enraptured sighs. Yoal observed her delicate anus convulsing wildly.

He relentlessly worked both nipples, coaxing plenty of sweet moans, then forcibly spread her anus wide again.

"About time, huh."

"… Ah… Alma-sama… Huh, what… ?"

"—Yoal."

After a moment's hesitation, he gave his name.

Aery's anus twitched sharply, her spine shivering with goosebumps.

"N-No, Yoal-sama — Yoal-sama has Alma-sama…"

"… Tch."

Her unexpected reaction threw him off.

From her response when he'd introduced himself to Charlotte, it was clear she knew something about Yoal.

In other words, Aery now unconditionally believed he was the real Yoal.

… Which he actually was.

"Yoal-sama, please, your hands—"

"It's just play. I'm washing your ass deep inside, so stay still."

"—Y-Yes."

He felt like a libertine neglecting his lady to toy with the servants.

It was necessary, but the guilt left a bad taste in his mouth.

No choice, though.

He took solace in the fact that her labia were even wetter than before.

"Yoal-sama?"

"Relax."

"Hya, hyaaa—💕"

He blew air into the depths of her opened anus.

Her slender spine quivered sweetly, tingling with pleasure, and her small ass wiggled restlessly.

Seeing she was fully prepared, Yoal squeezed the prepared mucus colony into a thin strand.

Translucent cyan, stringy mucus. A smooth semi-solid that could shift its shape fluidly.

"I'm putting it in."

He whispered in her ear.

Aery trembled, then gave a small nod.

Without pause, he inserted the slime mass, twisting it in.

It went in effortlessly.

Her tight anus gripped healthily, but that was it.

Thanks to his thorough loosening, Aery accepted the mucus colony into her rectum with ease.

"… N, f… !"

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes, a little…"

"Can you handle it?"

"… Y-Yes…"

Aery panted heavily, her anus clenching the slime.

The rod-shaped mucus colony unfurled inside her ass, cleansing every bit of her intestines.

—In other words, it was like having every inch of her rectum caressed by something inhuman.

"Ah, ahh… Yoal-sama…"

"Just a bit more. Hold on."

"… N, ngh, kuh… I mustn't… not something like this…"

Aery shook her small ass frantically, but the slime wouldn't budge.

Its base formed a barb, hooking firmly into her soft intestinal walls.

He pushed it in deeper and deeper. Leaving only the handle portion outside, it was finally inserted all the way to the base.

The girl's asshole was completely filled by the slimy mass.

Her anus twitched constantly, biting down on the slime. The way her anal flesh was pried apart and reshaped around it was unspeakably obscene.

"… Good, good, it's all in. Breathe slowly. In, out."

"… Y-Yes… n, ku…"

Her small belly swelled slightly. With each deep breath, her lower abdomen rose and fell gently. Her anus tightened, refusing to let the slime go.

Sweat beaded across her body. Her breathing quickened, growing frantic.

Aery writhed in distress, tears welling as she glanced back at Yoal.

"What should I do now… ?"

"Just ten minutes. It's to clean out your insides… Can you endure it?"

"… I shall endeavor to do so…"

Aery nodded, her body trembling.

The next ten minutes were pure torment for her.

The mucus colony filled her rectum, rubbing and writhing against her intestinal walls, squirming, pulsing.

Every movement translated to stimulation inside her anus. Not pain; itchy, numbing, stroking sensations that tortured her sensitive anal flesh.

The entrance, already loosened by his earlier caresses, was thoroughly worked, as were the deepest parts of her intestines.

Places prone to filth, hard to reach, were cleaned meticulously.

Once the clumps of filth were absorbed, all that remained were glossy pink intestinal walls.

"… N… ah, a, ku… f, uuu…"

"It's okay. I'm right here. Want me to rub your belly?"

"N-No, please, not there…"

At times, suspicious gurgles echoed from her stomach.

Pss, pss. Cute sounds came from her anus, likely from small gaps forming between it and the slime.

Nothing spilled out. Aery gritted her teeth, enduring the rectal cleanse.

"Almost there. You're doing great."

"… Ah, ku… thank you… n, that… !"

He stroked her head in praise, gently pinching a nipple.

Aery shivered pleasurably, dripping love juices from her slit.

"Should I stop? Your call."

"… N…"

She closed her eyes, sinking into the sensation.

Yoal kept ruffling her hair, meticulously rolling her nipples.

Instantly, Aery's breathing quickened. She thrust her ass up repeatedly, sweat bursting from her body.

"… N… ah, a…"

Rubbing both nipples at once drew uncontrollable sweet moans.

Naturally, her rectum was still being churned by the mucus colony.

Aery's skin flushed. Her body temperature soared. She wiggled her small ass, filling the confined space with the scent of a female in heat.

Sensing it was about time, Yoal fetched a wooden bucket from the corner of the bathroom.

He set it on the floor.

"Alright, you're good to go."

"—Ha, hah!?"

Next, Yoal lifted Aery's small body.

He spread her legs wide — like a posture for urinating outdoors.

Positioning her slime-filled ass over the bucket. Preparations complete.

"Let it out."

"Y-Yoal-sama… s-seriously?"

"It's loose enough. Just do it."

"At least let me do it alone—"

"I need to check if you're clean. I'm seeing it either way."

He gripped her firmly from behind her knees.

He had no intention of letting go. This way, he could cover if the hypnosis broke mid-act.

"… Understood."

Aery averted her eyes in shame, tensing her stomach.

The cyan slime mass squeezed out from her puckered anus.

"… N, ku…"

Thanks to her loosened walls, the expulsion went smoothly.

The slime, clearly thicker than her anus, emerged, pushing past her contracting chrysanthemum.

Hot, ragged breaths repeated. Each time the slime slid through her rectum, Aery trembled with sweet moans.

"It… It won't stop…"

"Don't worry. It's worse if it stays inside."

"… A, ah, yes…"

Smaller bits were absorbed as moisture by her walls. Saturated chunks, though, pushed out on their own.

No effort needed from Aery. The thick slime mass forced its way through her anal flesh, scraping against the sensitive folds around her chrysanthemum.

The release of pent-up pressure felt like pleasure itself.

Carving that bliss into her, Aery expelled the slime completely.

"… N… ah, a…"

Her slender back trembled.

Her faintly flushed anus twitched longingly, making cute ppi, pss sounds — nothing left to come out.

A single thread of drool dripped from her half-open mouth.

"… You got yourself quite wet, huh."

"—I'm so sorry for showing such disgrace…"

Aery, red to her earlobes, apologized. Her nipples stood sharp, as if begging for torment.

Her small mound was drenched with juices overflowing from her slit. Love honey dripped slowly down to her anus, plopping into the bucket.

She glanced back over her shoulder, pleading in a trembling voice.

"It's fine. I'm the one who made you do it. Don't worry about it."

"… Then, Yoal-sama. Is this acceptable? Please, release me—"

Her small body squirmed in his arms, thighs rubbing together.

Yoal sensed something — placing a hand on her smooth belly, he shook it lightly.

No bulge like before, but a faint sloshing could be heard.

"You're still holding something in."

"… !"

"I said to let it out."

He whispered in her ear. Her pale skin was flushed red across her body.

Her slim waist twitched faintly.

"Got it?"

"… Yes."

Her resistance, even under hypnosis, stemmed from deep shame.

The mucus colony was something Yoal had forced on her, but the urge to urinate was her own bodily need.

Suddenly, her small body relaxed. Aery collapsed forward, propping herself on all fours.

Like a bitch pissing. Her face burned crimson with embarrassment.

"… It's okay. No need to be embarrassed. It's better to let it out now than leak later. This way, nothing gets dirty. Let it all out."

"… A, ah, a, yes…"

Her voice was faint, dazed.

Moved to pity by that voice, Yoal quietly turned his back to her.

Instantly, a soft pitter-patter echoed in the bathroom.

The stream hit the floor, splashing droplets.

A faint scent tickled his nose. The sound reached his ears ceaselessly.

The flow weakened, a near-clear puddle flickering at the edge of his vision.

After the dripping stopped, Yoal asked:

"Done now?"

"… Y-Yes…"

Turning back, Aery was still on all fours, her ass trembling.

She probably hadn't realized that Yoal hadn't been watching. Her entire body was flushed faintly red, and her sighs were feverishly hot.

Yoal knelt beside her and tousled her wet hair.

It's okay, nothing to be embarrassed about, you're forgiven. He repeated it over and over, drilling it into her to chip away at her psychological resistance.

"… Good, good."

Aery's whole body trembled delicately.

Seeing that the wave of post-relief sensation had passed, Yoal grabbed a towel.

He wiped the droplets that slowly trailed down her thighs, then tousled her hair again.

He turned her to face him, brushed back her bangs, and pressed his lips to her forehead.

"—I am unworthy of such kindness."

"It's just affection. Nothing special."

"… I showed you something truly embarrassing."

Perhaps it was the embarrassment that came after relieving herself.

Aery, still sitting on the slatted floor, suddenly looked away.

Her sand-colored eyes shimmered with moisture, a faint ecstatic hue lingering within them.