+18 V6: Chapter 75.5: SNS and Dangerous Games...?

Chapter 75.5: SNS and Dangerous Games...?

Until now, how Magical Girls communicated with each other had been a major challenge.

After all, LINE requires real names for registration, and the usage of other SNS varies greatly. I don't use X or Discord myself, and I generally only give my phone number or email address to people I'm close to.

Piron ♪

"Ah, it's here."

That's where our association president, Squire, stepped in.

She forcibly solved these problems.... by creating an app within her own company? No, within her own association... and distributing mobile devices to girls who didn't have smartphones.

The app's name is Stellagram.

It sounds familiar, but it seems to be completely unrelated to actual SNS.

I immediately downloaded the app, exchanged contact information with everyone... and then, a little while later, one night...　　

"Mmm... mmm..."

It was 8 PM, and no one was in the room today... I was bored.

I spread my legs on the bed...

Ahh~, that feels good...♡　

"Shizuku! You're awake, right?"

"...! Uh, yes..."

"That's good then, go take a bath, okay?"

"Y-yes..."

After finishing dinner, I was in my room on my bed, doing... 'Academic Research on Succubus Magic.' 

Just as I was getting excited... and engrossed in my research, my mother called me back.

I was a little discouraged, to be honest, and it wasn't something I needed to rush. Wiping away the "research results" running down my thigh with a tissue, trying not to be noticed, I grabbed my phone and left the room... heading to the bathroom with an indescribable feeling.

"Phew..."

I took off my clothes, tied my long hair up on top of my head... turned on the tap and washed myself with hot water.

I like baths. Even the heroine of a certain popular anime spends a quarter of her day soaking in them... I can understand that feeling.

But, when I'm feeling aroused, the bath's appeal seems to fade a little.

I glanced in the mirror and saw my reflection—my cheeks were slightly flushed... to put it bluntly, I looked incredibly sexy.

Flawless, beautiful skin, shapely legs. A chest that still retained a girlish innocence, yet clearly emphasized its presence.

And above all, my face—a beautiful face. What a beautiful girl...

Before I knew it, I had snapped a picture of myself with my phone camera.

Seeing it on a smartphone screen, it has a certain charm and is quite erotic.

I absolutely cannot show such an erotic selfie to anyone.

I can't show it, I mustn't show it.

Absolutely not, absolutely not.

.....

Before I knew it, I had sent a photo to Chinatsu-chan's Stellagram.

Oh no, if she finds out, it'll be really bad. It's really bad, really bad...♡

Thinking about it, my lower body started to tingle.

I gently reached my finger down there and touched my secret place, and the sensation was more acute than usual, making my body arch like a bow.

"Ah, this is bad... but it feels good...♡"

After about three minutes... before she could read it, I deleted the image.

My heart is still pounding; this is more... bad than I imagined...♡

But I couldn't quite get there, so I searched my friends list to find my next target and a photo.

Hmm... maybe Chloe-chan.

The photo... I thought, and gently spread the tip of my areola, which had started to stand out, with the pads of my index and middle fingers.

I took an embarrassing close-up, so close that the veins were faintly visible and almost touching the lens, and pressed the send button... I did it.

Oh no, my nipples are throbbing...

I took some body soap and slowly rubbed it in.

Then I started to play with them, rubbing it in.

"Ah, I'm about to cum...♡ Mmm, time's running out..."

After about a minute, I deleted the image.

My nipples are still tingling, what will happen to me if they find out...?

Even though I thought that, my body wouldn't stop, and I spread my legs, exposing my pink vagina and clitoris.

If something like this spreads online, I won't be able to live...♡

Thinking that, I sent the image to Amane-chan's chat...and deleted it in 5 seconds.

"Ahhh, ahh♡ That was close...♡"

Immediately after deleting the image, I received a message: ["Is something wrong?"]

That's Amane-chan for you; I almost got caught.

Damn, I'm getting excited...

I slowly reached my finger towards my secret place...

Tele-ren-ren-ren-ren♪

The app's ringtone almost made me drop my phone.

W-why now?

She shouldn't have noticed, after all, I shouldn't be able to delete it once it's been read.

She simply wanted to talk to me, probably... maybe...

Thinking that, I checked the caller ID...and answered the phone.

"H-hello?"

["...Yeah, good evening."]

Honestly, I was surprised because, given the timing, I thought it would be Amane-chan if she called. However with, Squire... with Chinatsu-chan, I get a little nervous because of the embarrassing things I've done, but her magic won't activate over the phone.

There's no need to be intimidated; she probably just wanted to hear my voice...

["Honestly... I thought you'd do it."]

"...Do what?"

["You know what I mean, right?"]

Why? Why? Why?

I deleted it, I really deleted it... This is bad, it's really embarrassing, or is it?

It might not be about the photos...

["I thought you would do something like that. So I've set it up so the logs can be recorded. Developer privileges."]

"Hmph..."

A voiceless sound escaped my throat involuntarily.

And there I was, helplessly, excited by this situation.

["Are you taking a bath? You look cute."]

"P-please stop..."

Given her nature, I couldn't ask her to forget, and it wouldn't make sense anyway.

"...Does it look cute?"

["Yeah, very cute... and naughty."]

In other words, the only thing I can do is embrace it or something like that.

Well?

It's not like I'll lose anything by showing it, right?

No, it will lose something, though? Like a maiden's dignity.

As I was thinking about that, a message notification sound rang.

The content of the message made my already red cheeks turn even redder.

["Hey, you can use this, if you want?"]

"Th-this is..."

She sent me a selfie with her eyes covered.

She wasn't wearing any clothes, and her porcelain-like skin was completely visible.

And her modest breasts, and those small, pointed, pale pink nipples, asserted their presence without hesitation. Simply put, it was incredibly erotic, especially since it was the body of someone I loved.

["Hey, let's... do it together?"]

Such a cute invitation made my mind go blank.

Squire herself didn't seem to have much desire for such things, or perhaps it was just that she rarely asked. Before I knew it, I had agreed without hesitation.

["Okay, I'll touch it... now."]

"Where do you do it, Chinatsu-chan?"

["On the bed in my room. With my legs spread... Don't make me say it."]

Her slightly embarrassed voice was drowned out by a short moan.

Just thinking about Chinatsu-chan looking at my body and using it as inspiration to pleasure herself on the phone... made a warmth spread deep inside my stomach.

"Mmm..."

As I inserted my fingers, stirring them around inside my vagina, it felt wetter than usual—perhaps because I was in the bathroom?

The inside of my vagina tightened around my inserted index and middle fingers, gripping them tightly and refusing to let go.

"Ah, mmm... right there ♡"

Whose voice was that? Or perhaps both of us?

The moans and splashes echoed off the bathroom walls, making me feel a little embarrassed. Looking in the mirror, I saw a girl with a face as red as an apple staring back at me.

I leaned so close to the lovely girl on the screen that my lips almost touched hers, and began to pleasure myself.

A mix of affection and longing made my stomach tremble.

["Hmm... over the phone, you need to say it. I can't understand your feelings."]

"Right...?"

Of course. Her [Thought Disclosure] would require at least some visual data, like video, to be fully understood.

But even though I should know that, the fact that she said it out loud must mean something.

["I want you to tell me. What you like about me, and your feelings for me."]

"Hmm, uh... that's a little, well..."

It's too embarrassing, in a different way than exposing myself naked.

I've kept it all bottled up until now, so I'm not good at being conscious of such things, and it's very embarrassing.

["...Is it no good?"]

"It's not that it's no good, but... ah."

However, with a voice that seemed to waver with anxiety, when she said that, I no longer had the option to refuse. Even so, it's extremely embarrassing, too embarrassing. I'm not good at this kind of embarrassment, my heart is pounding... I open my lips.

"I... I love you... Chinatsu-chan."

The voice was so faint it almost disappeared, a tremor in her throat, a voice so lacking in confidence it was hard to believe it was coming from her.

But once she said it, it felt surprisingly natural. How to put it...

"Mm... I love you, I love you ♡ You're so cute, Chinatsu-chan..."

["Mm, I... love you too. Shizu...Shizuku ♡"]

Just hearing her called my name made my feelings of affection overflow.

I moved my fingers, which had been playfully teasing the entrance, further inside.

"I love it deep inside ♡ Chinatsu-chan taught me so much, I've become weird ♡"

["---♡ Ah, yes ♡ Let me hear your cute voice more..."]

I put my phone on speaker mode and pressed hard against the back of my stomach with my free hand, causing my love juice to spurt onto the bathroom floor. I desperately pressed down on my stomach, trying to hold down my floating hips, and my uterus trembled, making me feel like I was about to come.

"Hey, Chinatsu-chan... I'm almost there... ♡"

["It's okay, me too... I'm about to come. Let's come together?"]

My excitement was reaching its peak. Gradually, the number of words decreased, and only the squelching of the water, our breathing, and the unspoken "I love you" could be heard through the speaker.

"I love you, I love you...♡ Ah, mm..."

["I love you, I love you...♡"]

The fingers moving in and out of my vagina increased in speed, pressing firmly against the sensitive G-spot near the entrance...♡

"I'm coming, I'm coming♡ Ah... mm♡"

["~~~!? Mmm, ah...♡"]

A wave of pleasure that pierced my brain surged through me, and my legs straightened.

I almost slid off the chair, my love juices flowing from between my legs.

A rustling sound, like someone gripping a smartphone, echoed; she must have come too.

Why did that somehow make me happy?

"Ahh, haa...♡"

["Yes, mm...♡"]

The smartphone microphone picked up only the sounds of our ragged breathing.

My head felt warm, and my arms and legs were sprawled out as if I were in a daze... moving them felt incredibly tiring.

My body, still sensitive from just having orgasmed, continued to convulse, as if savoring the afterglow.

I found that endearing, and I kissed the screen and whispered.

"Hehe, so cute."

["...!? Saying that now...is unfair."]

Even that reaction was endearing, and I pressed my lips against hers on the screen once more.

However, I knew I might get sick if I continued like this, so I washed my body... and my crotch... with warm water.

"Ahh, the bath feels so good..."

After that, since we were already connected, we continued chatting while I was soaking in the bathtub.

It was a little embarrassing, but aside from that, it wasn't such a bad attempt.

["You shouldn't.... you can't do things like this where anyone can see, okay?"]

"Mm, I understand."

She knows me so well; when she tells me not to do something, I want to do it even more.

"But why did you rephrase that?"

["When I said 'you can't', I think because it's not good, and then..."]

"And then?"

And then, there was a clear pause in the conversation for several seconds.

Even though I couldn't see her, I could almost picture Chinatsu-chan fidgeting and trembling in front of the screen.

["I don't want other girls to see you like that."]

"Hehe, I see. I understand... It's a promise, right?"

The words that escaped her trembling lips were possessiveness, and that weight felt comforting.

This weight of being cherished, it might depend on the person, but I like it.

Afterwards, I got out of the bath after warming up thoroughly. I dried myself with a bath towel, dried my hair with a hairdryer, and went out into the living room...

"Ouch!?"

Then, I received a sharp chop from my mother on my freshly dried head.

"Hey, you're going on for a while... I can hear everything, you know?"

"Ah, uh... well... um..."

"You should keep your playing with fire to a minimum, okay?"

It seemed my mother saw right through me.

That night, I buried my face in my pillow and screamed out of embarrassment... and got scolded again.