Booty Mamas League Redux!

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In this twisted re-release of the legendary Booty Mama League story arc, the curvy Sentai mama, MagiPink (Houka Ozu), finds herself trapped by a dark, malevolent force. As she battles an overwhelming presence, the very powers that once defined her begin to shift in ways she cannot comprehend. While her friends, DekaYellow (Jasmine) and HurricaneBlue (Nanami), search for Houka, they are unaware of the profound changes she is enduring. The once-heroic MagiPink is slowly drawn into a world where her body and mind are being reshaped, turning her into something unfamiliar. As the struggle intensifies, Houka's fate hangs in the balance, with an uncertain future awaiting her.

How much will they have to lose before their curvy bodies are completely consumed by lust?

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CLANK!

The metallic sound startled Magipink. Her graceful leap was cut short by the impact and the spandex-clad young woman dropped roughly onto the concrete ground. Another noise that indicated she had misplaced the potent magic wand accompanied her squeak. “Magistick!” cried out the Sentai heroine in despair.

The arsenal rolled between the coming footsoldiers. They weren’t Zobils that Houka Ozu usually went against on the battlefield. These were disgusting-looking goblins with long, pointed ears and claws at the end of their slender fingers. They were armed with crude clubs that they used to hit the helpless Magipink.

Perhaps she wasn’t as helpless as her enemies thought as her kicks were still effective against the coming ghouls even from her position. The pink heroine quickly got back up and put up a fighting position. Her short cape swung with elegance behind her. The battle had just begun.

The goblins groaned and dashed for her. MagiPink dodged their violent attacks with precision before she gave them decisive counterattacks. Her fists were enough to send them flying back in pain while her sliding techniques brought down more of them. Her knowledge of martial arts was basic but it was enough to spice things up until a mighty hook kick knocked out the last of the seven goblins.

Houka returned to her fighting position with the defeated goblins exploding around her. Her muscles felt robust. She was no longer the young hero the world look up to. She was a part of the Hero Mama League now, but she was still one of the most vibrant Super Sentai warriors out there. She wouldn’t let evil rise today!

But the battle wasn’t done yet. It instead erupted with a sudden, chaotic intensity as MagiPink, Houka Ozu, twirled to strike down the incoming goblin midgets. Her MagiStick glowed faintly, but its usual brilliance was dim, as if struggling to respond. Houka gritted her teeth, her boots skidding against the cracked floor of the dome as she tried to maintain her balance. The goblins leapt at her, screeching in unison, their guttural voices forming a haunting chant.

“Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” they shrieked, yellow eyes gleaming with ravenous hunger.

One goblin lunged, its jagged claws raking against her side. Houka spun, using her MagiStick to counter with a hard strike, sending the creature tumbling back. Another came from her left, swinging a crude stone club. She ducked, her cape fluttering behind her as she retaliated with a powerful upward strike, snapping the goblin’s weapon.

“Stay back!” The shocked heroine shouted as more of them advanced. Her gloved hands were already slick with sweat, and her breathing grew heavier with each swing of her weapon.

But the goblins were relentless. A group of three surged forward, one biting into her armored boot while the others clawed at her arms. Houka screamed to escape, but their movements were overwhelming. The midget on her boot latched on, its sharp teeth sinking into the spandex-like material. “Get off me, you disgusting little freaks!” she yelled, kicking it away.

The goblins regrouped, screeching louder. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” they chanted, raising their jagged staves. One thrust its weapon into the ground, sending a shockwave of dark energy rippling toward her. The force slammed into her chest, knocking her backward. Houka hit the ground hard, her helmet bouncing slightly from the impact. She groaned, gripping her MagiStick tightly as the world spun.

“What... what was that?” she gasped, struggling to push herself up. Her body felt unnaturally warm, and her focus deteriorated as her mind swirled in confusion. The chanting grew louder and closer as the goblins leapt toward her again.

One bit into her upper arm, its jagged teeth scraping through the material of her suit. Houka screeched, thrashing wildly to dislodge it. “Let go of me!Her words snapped as she yelled. Another goblin landed on her back, its claws raking across her cape, tearing into it. “No! Stop it!” she yelled, swinging her MagiStick in a desperate arc that knocked it off her.

She scrambled to her feet, panting heavily, her legs trembling beneath her. Her gloved hands trembled as they gripped the MagiStick, slick with sweat. Another shockwave pulsed through the dome, this time slamming into her helmet. A searing heat spread through her head as her thoughts became muddled like static filling her mind. Panicked, she clawed at her helmet. “I can’t think! What am I doing?!”

The goblins surged forward again, their relentless chant echoing in the confined space. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” Their clawed hands grabbed at her legs, pulling her down to one knee. Another slammed a club against her shoulder, making her yelp in pain.

“No! Stay away from me!" Pushing herself up, she barked. Her muscles ached, her vision blurred, but she swung her MagiStick again, knocking two goblins back. She stumbled backward, her breathing ragged.

Houka’s back hit something solid. She turned, seeing the magic dome's shimmering, faintly pulsing green wall. Desperation clawed at her as she realized the barrier was the only thing keeping her trapped. “I have to get out of here!” she cried, gripping her MagiStick with both hands. With a sharp yell, she swung it at the dome’s surface.

The moment her weapon connected, a jolt of energy shot through her body. Houka bled as the force threw her back, trembling uncontrollably as the MagiStick fell from her grasp. She hit the ground hard, her chest heaving as her limbs twitched from the aftershock.

“No... No..." Her mouth trembled as she whimpered. She reached for her weapon, but her fingers fumbled, her grip weak. Sweat dripped down her face inside her helmet as she stared at the dome’s impenetrable surface. “I can’t... I can’t get out...”

The goblins’ chant grew louder, almost deafening. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” They swarmed her again, their claws and clubs striking her with brutal precision. One bit into her side, while another clawed at her helmet. Houka thrashed wildly, her screams echoing through the dome.

“Stop it! Stop it!" Her screams were agony. Her arms felt heavy, her legs weak. The oppressive magic of the dome seemed to press down on her, sapping her strength with every passing second.

Another shockwave hit her, this one more powerful than the last. Houka’s body jolted violently, her back arching as the energy coursed through her. Her MagiStick clattered to the ground, completely out of reach. She sobbed hard again and again while tearing at her helmet. “I can’t think! I can’t fight like this!”

The goblins encircled her, their voices rising in a chaotic crescendo. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” Their jagged teeth gleamed as they pounced on her, their clawed hands grabbing at her arms, her legs, her cape. Houka’s movements slowed, her strength fading as the dome’s magic crushed her remaining willpower.

With one final shockwave, her body spasmed violently. She arched back, her arms flailing as a strange, involuntary whisper escaped her lips: “I… want… to be with them…”

Her eyes widened in horror as she processed her own words. “No! No, I didn’t mean that! Why did I say that?!" She grabbed her head protector in terror and bewilderment.

The goblins screeched in unison, their chant growing louder. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!”

The battle continued to spiral into chaos as MagiPink, Houka Ozu, struggled against the relentless swarm of goblin midgets. Her MagiStick, glowing faintly, was the only weapon between her and the ravenous creatures, but her grip on it faltered. Sweat dripped from her gloved hands, making the handle slippery as she swung it wildly, barely keeping the creatures at bay.

“Stay back!She roared in rage and sorrow. Her boots skidded across the uneven ground, her cape tugged and torn by goblins clawing at her from behind. Another lunged at her legs, sinking its jagged teeth into her boot. Houka screeched, kicking it away, but her movements were sluggish, her body weighed down by exhaustion and the oppressive magic of the dome.

“Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” the goblins chanted, their shrill voices echoing in twisted harmony. Their clawed hands reached for her arms, her legs, her waist, tugging at her as she stumbled back toward the dome’s edge. She swung her MagiStick again, knocking one of them away, but the relentless swarm pressed closer.

One goblin raised a crude staff, its tip glowing with dark magic. It slammed the weapon into the ground, and a shockwave of energy rippled through the air, slamming into Houka’s chest. The impact sent her stumbling backward, her weapon flying from her grip. She gasped as she watched it tumble through the air, striking the shimmering green wall of the dome. Sparks erupted, and the MagiStick clattered to the ground a few feet away, just out of reach.

“No... no, I need that!” she cried, scrambling forward on shaky legs. Her gloved hand stretched toward the weapon, but the goblins swarmed her again, their screeches rising in pitch.

Her knees hit the ground hard as two goblins clawed at her shoulders, forcing her down. She struggled against their grip, but her movements were weak and erratic. Her breathing grew heavier, her chest heaving as the oppressive heat of the dome bore down on her. Her suit clung to her like a second skin, the tightness amplifying the suffocating sensation.

Her eyes darted to the goblins surrounding her, their skinny, scaly bodies glistening in the sickly green light of the dome. A strange thought slipped into her mind, unbidden and unwanted. “They’re... so detailed..." She grumbled, frightened. Her gaze lingered on their wiry frames, the sharp contours of their spines, the rough texture of their scaled skin. "They look... fascinating..." The thought sent a shiver down her spine, her lips parting in an audible gasp.

Houka shook her head violently, trying to clear her mind. “No! What am I saying?!" She shouted, pulling at her helmet as if the pressure within was too great. But her gaze drifted back to the goblins, drawn in by their grotesque features. Her hands twitched, her fingers clawing at the tight fabric of her suit. “What would... they taste like?” she whispered, the words slipping from her lips before she could stop them.

The goblins screeched with glee, their chant growing louder. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” One of them lunged forward, biting into her arm. Houka flinched but didn’t pull away immediately. Her breath hitched, her body trembling as the sensation of its sharp teeth pressing into her spandex-covered skin sent another wave of heat coursing through her.

“I shouldn’t...” she stammered, but her voice faltered as her focus wavered again. The goblin released her arm, its glowing eyes locking with hers. A strange warmth spread through her chest as she stared into its grotesque, twisted features. “Why does it look so... perfect?” Her pitch was shaking.

Her hands twitched as she reached toward the goblin, only for another to jump onto her back, its claws digging into her cape. Houka screeched, flailing as she tried to shake it off. “Get off me!" She blurted out. But even as she thrashed, her thoughts betrayed her. “What if... I could touch them? Worship them... one by one...”

The words echoed in her mind, sending a chill down her spine. Her body trembled violently, her breaths turning into frantic gasps. “No! That’s not me!" She scrawled as she tore at her helmet. But the alien thoughts persisted, their pull growing stronger.

Another goblin lunged at her legs, biting into her thigh. The sharp pain jolted her back to the present, and she cried out, swinging her arms wildly to knock the creature away. “Stop it! Stop this!” She shrieked in a shout full of hopelessness.

Her eyes darted to the MagiStick lying just out of reach, its faint glow mocking her helplessness. “I need it... I have to get it...” she muttered, dragging herself forward on trembling arms. Her gloved fingers stretched toward the weapon, but her muscles ached, her movements slow and uncoordinated.

The goblins’ chant grew louder, their screeches rising to a fever pitch. “Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” They pounced on her again, their clawed hands grabbing at her limbs, her cape, her waist. Houka thrashed weakly, her strength fading with each passing moment.

Her body felt impossibly hot, the sweat dripping down her face inside the helmet adding to the suffocating sensation. Her trembling hands moved to her chest, clawing at the tight fabric of her suit. “It’s so hot... I can’t breathe..." She panted, scarcely speaking. Her fingers tugged at the material, desperate for relief, but the suit refused to give.

“Scaly! Scaly! Scaly!” The goblins screeched, their voices ringing in her ears. One of them grabbed her helmet, its claws scraping against the smooth surface. Another bit into her forearm, its sharp teeth digging into the fabric. As Houka's cries became more intense, her language became more confused and painful.

***

Houka gasped as she tried to reach the dropped Magistick lying on the ground. The Sentai MILF was about to get it when an armored boot stepped on the weapon. That alerted the heroine right away.

Her fear was not unfounded. The figure before her was truly a vile creature. He was like the father of the diabolical goblins that attacked her before. His stomach was much rounder and more massive than his henchmen. His barbaric loincloth is almost completely hidden under the bulging fat. Instead of carrying small clubs, he held a heavy mace with a stubby head. He effortlessly swung the dangerous piece to intimidate his adversary as the mere weight of his leg was enough to break the Magistick in half. The small electrical explosion sunk Houka’s heart.

But MagiPink kept her resolve. She was a senior warrior, much more experienced in fighting ugly things like this “goblin father” than the newest teams no matter how powerful they were. She could do this. That being said, she wished her fellow Hero Mama League heroines would also be there.

“MagiPink,” spoke the fat goblin father sloppily as his drooling tongue licked his whole face with appetite. “You’re as delicious as I remember you!”

“Who are you, Infershia? Your time is already over, Demon! Let’s not humiliate your empire again as we Magirangers have done before!”

The reply made the massive goblin laugh hard. “Infershia?! I like your insult, but I think you can do better than that! We don’t need to be methodical and worship lousy prophecies. We take what we want, who we want, and that’s the only thing in this green-skinned life that matters!”

“Whatever you are, Nasty Monster. You’re going down!”

Again, a thunderous, murderous rampage of laughter. “That’s what I’ll say when you kneel to swallow my load once I’m done with your prickly side, MagiPink! How about I give you a sneak peek?”

The goblin father removed his feeble loincloth fabric and exposed his already plumbed green baton. MagiPink unwittingly gasped audibly before covering her mouth guard in shock. How could a gentle heroine of justice like her be amazed by the sturdy, beefy, vein-filled meat of a loathsome ogre like him? The notion was just preposterous!

As absurd as it was, MagiPink really felt heat building up inside her. Her breaths became short and sharp as her eyes couldn’t take their glance at the massive, throbbing shaft. She swallowed saliva to prevent herself from slobbering.

Houka shook her helmet. There must be something wrong with her. The demon… The demon must have given her something to become like this!

MagiPink slapped her helmet from the left and right, desperately trying to keep her heroic mind in focus. But the mere sight of the goblin father’s part was enough to send jolts through her brain. Her eyes widened, and she somehow could get a glimpse of the details. Her fingers twitched and moved independently as she imagined herself going through the thick bush of hair at the base. Their curly nature entangled the spandex-clad horny young woman which made her pant even harder. “What is… What is happening?” asked the stuttering heroine as the fat goblin’s guffaw echoed in the background.

“You can’t handle the truth of what you are, do you, Magipink?” asked the reverberating monstrous voice that struck deep into Houka’s mind. Her mouth went agape and couldn’t contain the drivel anymore. Her eyes couldn’t blink as they were too fixated on the domineering green baton. It sent a resonating shockwave that stiffened her muscles and weakened her mental defense.

Perhaps there wasn’t any mental defense left. Houka Ozu was becoming another victim of the horrific creature of evil. Her fantasy sent her closer and closer to the thick pork sword. She could imagine her unprotected face rubbing against the leathery skin of the baton. She could even feel the drip of musky sweat of the monster pouring down on her.

Between her puffs, Houka still struggled to stay gallant. More importantly, she still tried to remember her fellow divas. “Mamas… Jasmine, Nanami, I hope the two of you can hear me… I will never give up. I still remember our adventures together. I remember our team-ups and fights as Sentai heroines. I will never give up…”

But her mouth told a different story. It opened up as her fantasy brought her to the goblin’s tip. She gulped the whole thickness.

The pink heroine was gagged. She let out choking sounds and other noises of oral labor. In the real world, MagiPink swayed her head forward and backward as the sensation overtook her. Even in such a lewd position, she kept on voicing her empty promises. “I will never give up… I am a Sentai heroine… A Hero Mama…”

But her words became more and more incomprehensible as the sick imagination dominated her broken mind. The world around her collapsed into a blurry panorama. All that important was the oversized baton of her new master.

Houka’s hands move to hold the illusory shaft. Her gloves tried to get a touch of the impressive length. It was her new life purpose.

Goblin Father burst out laughing at the scene. He hadn’t even touched MagiPink and the spandex-clad heroine had turned herself into a hungry slut! The magic of his shaft was enough to break her heroic will and mold her into his preferred image.

Goblin inhaled and ghostly wisps of Sentai energy was drained from the jolted MagiPink. The heroine held her young MILF breasts that ballooned out of her shiny costume. As the monster's baton sucked her spirit away, she moaned loudly, more like screaming in ecstasy. “Squeal, MagiPink! Squeal as you sign yourself into my bordello collection! This is only the beginning of your lewd adventure!”

MagiPink’s legs finally get up after wobbling for a while now. The former champion of Ozu magic kneeled before the towering bulk of Goblin Father. Her height was just right for his touchy meat. The monster teased her first before plunging his Stone Age mace onto her helmet.

Houka’s brain was zapped. The strange and irregular shiny stones on the weapon took away her best memories of being a Magiranger. Agonizingly, she was made to forget her own identity as a Super Sentai heroine. The longer the weapon stabbed her helmet, the more of her was gone.

Inside her helmet, Mama Houka’s eyes went wide and white. She could no longer form comprehensible sentences to utter her suffering. She just babbled and gurgled as her brain took damage from the violation.

***

The dome pulsed with sickening green energy, throbbing like a living thing as Houka Ozu, the lively MagiPink, writhed in the center of it. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her breaths sharp and ragged as the cursed chastity belt encasing her waist drove its spikes deeper into her skin. The gray, fleshy material of her distorted costume clung to her, pulsating in time with the grotesque magic surrounding her. Her skin beneath began to change, patches turning scaly and alien, spreading like an infection she could feel in every nerve.

“Aaaahhh! No! No, please, no!" As her transformation overwhelmed her, Houka screamed, her gloved hands clawing at her sides. Her entire body burned as if on fire, the spikes of the belt sending waves of searing heat through her abdomen. “It’s crawling! It’s crawling under my skin!” she shrieked, twisting and flailing to rid herself of the grotesque texture spreading across her body.

The Goblin Father stood towering over her, his bloated form heaving with mirthful, guttural laughter. His jagged grin stretched wide as he watched the spandex-clad warrior thrash on the ground. “Oh, MagiPink, you scream so beautifully!” he sneered, stepping closer, his heavy boots thudding with grotesque finality. “Every cry, every gasp—it’s like seasoning for the feast you’ll become.”

Houka’s trembling fingers tore at her helmet, her panicked breathing echoing inside it. “Get it off! I can feel it! It’s alive! Why am I here?!" She cursed and pleaded. Her legs kicked weakly, her boots scraping against the ground as her mind raced with terror. She could feel her skin shifting, turning rough and scaly beneath the cursed suit. “It’s changing me! I feel all!”

The Goblin Father licked his jagged teeth, his drooling tongue running along the edges as his massive belly jiggled with laughter. “Oh, you’ll feel much more before the end, my little morsel,” he growled, his voice oozing with malicious delight. “This is only the beginning. The magic you hold inside you, that precious energy—it’s what makes you so... delectable.”

As the belt spikes sank deeper, Houka shouted again, her roar rising to a near-hysterical level. Each hit brought misery and disgrace. “Stop it! Stop it, please! It's destroying me!” Her hands clawed at the belt, her gloved fingers scrabbling against the cold metal as tears streamed inside her helmet. “I’m burning! It’s burning me alive!”

The Goblin Father leaned closer, his grotesque shadow looming over her as his eyes glinted with a predatory gleam. “Burning? Oh, my sweet little MagiPink, that’s just your body preparing itself for what’s to come. All this screaming, all this thrashing—it’s perfect.” He chuckled darkly, his massive hand gesturing toward her trembling form. “You’re marinating yourself in fear, and I couldn’t be more pleased.”

Houka’s back arched as another wave of pain wracked her body. “I can’t… I can’t move! It’s twisting inside me!" She exploded, holding her chest. “My skin—it’s… wrong! Everything is wrong!” She gasped as she looked down, her arms shaking as she caught a glimpse of the scales spreading beneath the grotesque suit. "Why me?!" Frightened, she bawled.

“You’re becoming a delicacy, my dear,” the Goblin Father crooned, stepping closer, his bulk casting her in shadow. “Every tremble, every scream—it’s making you more tender. More succulent.” He reached out a massive hand, his clawed fingers brushing against the edge of her helmet. “I’ll savor you, MagiPink. Every last bite.”

Outside the dome, faint voices echoed through the warped air. Jasmine and Nanami’s desperate cries carried like distorted whispers, faint but persistent.

“Houka! Are you there? Please, answer us!” Jasmine’s voice was laced with urgency, her tone sharp and desperate.

“Hold on, Houka! We’re close!” Nanami added, her determination clear even through the distorted barrier.

Houka’s head snapped toward the sound. “Jasmine! Nanami! Help me!" She bursted into a holler as she lunged for the dome. Her trembling fingers stopped just short of the barrier, her body jolting violently as another spike of energy coursed through her. “I’m changing! I can’t stop it!” she wailed, her voice filled with desperation.

The Goblin Father’s grin widened, his laughter booming as he watched her futile struggle. “Oh, yes, scream for them,” he sneered. “Let them hear what’s waiting for them. Let them know what they’ll become once they step into my domain.”

Houka’s hands clawed at her chest, her breathing ragged as the pain of the transformation overtook her. “Please! Please, someone stop this!" She shrieked, falling into tears. “It’s ripping me apart! It’s eating me from the inside!”

The Goblin Father leaned down, his massive belly brushing against her trembling form as his voice dropped to a low, menacing growl. “No, my little morsel, it’s I who will be doing the eating. All of this magic, all of your spirit—it’s mine to consume.” His jagged teeth gleamed as he licked his lips, his predatory gaze fixed on her. “You’re already seasoned so well. It won’t be long now.”

Houka hissed again, writhing as the metamorphosis accelerated. Her helmeted face tilted up, making sobs and wails. “I can feel it taking over! I’m falling apart!” she cried, her arms jerking as she tried to fight the invisible force consuming her. “It hurts so much! I can’t stop it!”

The Goblin Father’s booming laughter echoed through the dome, shaking the very air around her. “You don’t need to stop it, MagiPink. You only need to embrace it.” He loomed over her, his grotesque form blotting out the sickly light of the dome.

***

Then, Goblin Father removed MagiPink’s helmet with ease by simply pulling his mace back. The head protector just gave up on protecting its owner. The monster didn’t waste time thrusting his baton into the young woman’s drooling mouth.

The impact caused an explosion of sensation in Houka. The young woman unloaded herself just like that. Her muscles stiffened, spreading her arms to the sides. Her body arched up to welcome the goblin father who came too close.

MagiPink’s throat was gagged. Her neck bulged out with the goblin’s encroaching baton. There was nothing left she could fight. Her hands frantically tried to resist but were only able to caress the bushy pubic area. She was at her end.

“You are my jade now, MagiBitch!”

With that, he unloaded himself inside Houka Ozu’s digestive system. Some of the goop burst out of the young woman’s full mouth and nostrils. The monster let out the victorious merriment in a degenerate joy as the spandex heroine was utterly subjugated.

The color of MagiPink’s spandex costume dimmed and dissipated until it was halfway between pink and grey. It was an abhorrent change. The female hero looked like she was slowly being turned into a pirated version of herself.

The monster's meat was still in her mouth, and Houka could still feel the throbbing in all of her muscles. She pounded Goblin Father in vain, as what energy she had left was nothing compared to the energized demon. “Spicy thing you are,” snickered the barbaric conqueror. That gave him another obnoxious idea. He grabbed the kneeling MagiPink’s rear. “Your ass looks delicious!”

Houka’s eyes cried as she knew what would come after. She already could feel the monster’s finger teasing her hole. The worst part of it was that she couldn’t scream.

Through all that, MagiPink couldn’t realize the main reason for her defeat. Trapping her crotch was a metallic jock. Its big lock on the side jiggled with the slightest movement she made. Its shiny texture pulsated as the cursed item consumed and twisted her once-pure Magiranger powers. In short, Houka’s own energy was the one that pushed her over the edge into the abyss of darkness and trap her there.

On the chastity belt’s front, there was the Goblin Father’s face as the symbol. It was animated with a horrendous look opening its mouth ravenously as most of MagiPink’s spirit bled into it. There were also metallic noises as the torture device contorted and wrenched to stimulate the poor hero into deeper serfdom.

“As long as you wear my belt, you will never taste freedom, Slut!” roared Goblin Father as he grabbed the helpless Houka Ozu’s long hair. His saliva sprayed her face to add excessive humiliation.

It was unnecessary. MagiPink had been totally defeated. Her mind was now mere jumbled piece that had no meaning. Houka might still remember her past as a Magiranger, but she could no longer see the reason to fight as her master was omnipotent. Goblin Father was her god and her fear made her obedient as she jiggled her much-ballooning bosoms.

“Now, scream, my Glittering Bimbo!!”

Houka let out one final, piercing scream as the spikes drove deeper, her body convulsing as the gray, fleshy material of her suit tightened around her. Her mind spiraled into chaos, her screams fading into mania as the Goblin Father’s shadow enveloped her for the last time, for eternity. “KYAAAH!!”