Chapter 37 – Armpit Peeling
“I can’t do this anymore because it’s disgusting.”
“Why on earth are you doing that?”
It was a phrase that Serlin had grown tired of hearing. In her entire life, there had never been a man who satisfied her sexual preferences. She felt like there was no one who understood her, even among witches like her. In this way, Serline became a strange witch with unpleasant hobbies that no one understood.
Is it because I have lived for such a long time?
“I’m going to turn Serlin’s armpits into a pussy, shove my dick in there, and fuck her like a dog. That’s the first thing to do.”
The moment Serlin heard those words, she felt as if tears were about to fall. Okay. That’s what she wanted. Terrible body modification. No one could understand this taste… Serlene had to swallow her saliva without her knowing and moisten her throat.
“Okay, well… Give it a try. “Try anything.”
Serlyn felt her own voice tremble slightly. What will she do? How does this man intend to treat his body? She couldn’t help but feel excited.
“All right. “Then can we start right away?”
“What. Do whatever you want.”
“Great. Then, please get on the operating table.”
Serlene climbed onto the operating table with her heart pounding. As soon as she got up, the half-crown was on both her legs and her waist. Then he wrapped a leather strap around her neck and fastened her tightly to the operating table.
Serlin was pinned down, unable to move. It didn’t end like that. Half Crown had her raise both arms up and then have her arms grasp the forearm of her opposite arm. Then he also fastened her arms tightly to the operating table.
“I will put some oil on your armpits.”
For half a crown, she took the sachet she had brought with her and took out her oil and applied it to Serlyn’s armpits. Because her arms were behind her head, her white armpits were exposed to the air. Smooth oil was applied to clean, soft, soft armpits without a single wrinkle or hair.
“It’s done.”
“Now then, are you going to fuck me right away? In my armpit?”
“No. That can’t be possible. Isn’t foreplay important in anything? This is also the same. “Serlin.”
“I’m curious. What should I do?”
Serlyn’s eyes glowed subtly. If she’s being honest, she’s one of the few people who can pull off this body modification game very well. She lightly licks her lips with her tongue and looks at the half crown.
“If you don’t do this right, you’re going to be in quite a bit of trouble. “You know my nickname is Sadistic Witch, right?”
“Today, I will change your nickname to the Witch of Masochism.”
“You’re pretty confident. Good. Let’s start somewhere then.”
“Then… Let’s begin.”
With the words of the half-crown, the operating table slowly begins to change from horizontal to vertical. And after a while. Serline was standing vertically on the floor, completely exposed in front of the half crown. Van Crown, who lowered the operating table and set it so that Serline’s face was about his chest, smiled and looked down at Serlene who was bound and unable to move.
“Ugh!”
A soft moan bursts from Serlin’s mouth. This happened as soon as Van Crown’s hands were shaking as if dancing. Serlene felt the tickling sensation of something on her own tongue. And she could tell right away.
Utilizing her body modification magic, Van Crown was now turning her tongue into a vagina. To be more precise, she was creating a large amount of sensory nerves in her tongue, modifying her tongue to provide erogenous sensations almost at the same level as the clitoris, nipples, or vagina.
‘What is this person?’
Serlin must have been surprised, raising her eyes at her skillful play. This magic of hers was something she developed herself. Of course, she didn’t feel clumsy compared to handling it herself, but this level of detailed control was more than expected.
You did so well. It was as if this had been used repeatedly several times. Van Crown knew very well how to use her magic most efficiently and effectively.
After about a minute of careful time had passed. Serlene realized that her own tongue had become incredibly sensitive.
“Tsk… Huh… Ha.”
I couldn’t keep her mouth shut. That moment when her mouth closes and her tongue touches her teeth and the roof of her mouth. Because the intense stimulation hit her cerebral cortex, making her feel as if she would faint from orgasm at any moment. Serlyn was in a panic, not knowing what to do.
She was a sadistic witch. She said she played chicken instead of pheasant, even though it wasn’t what she really wanted to play. Because she had lived pretending to be a sadist for so many years, she had almost forgotten how to deal with abuse. It was a half-crown looking at Serlyn cutely, who was trembling with her mouth open and sticking her tongue out of her mouth, trying not to stimulate it as much as possible, not knowing what to do.
“You seem to be in a lot of pain? You cheekily opened your mouth and drooled at the subject of your experiment. “I’ll make this stupid, idiotic face feel happy in no time.”
Saying that, Van Crown lightly tapped Serlin’s cheek. She was extremely rude and lacked the slightest respect. After living as her queen for so many years, her sadistic instincts rear their head. Her eyes heated up, and she tried to vent her anger.
How dare you look down on me because you think something is wrong with me? Her disdain was about to burst out of her mouth at any moment. But her half-crown hand moved much faster than her. In his hand was a pair of surgical forceps commonly seen in operating rooms.
He took it and grabbed the tip of Serlin’s tongue and forcefully pulled it out of her mouth.
“Higit!!!”
Serlin’s eyes shot up with a funny scream. The area between her legs suddenly becomes wet as she shakes her body. Her thighs were wet from her love juices. Her altered tongue, which had overgenerated sensory nerves, was transmitting a level of stimulation to her brain that was difficult to describe due to the vicious actions of her pincers.
“What a funny, stupid face. Is this the face of the great Serlyn Lebriam? “I want to take a picture and show it to everyone.”
Her half-crown gaze looking down at her as she giggled was full of mockery and contempt. It was a gaze I could not bear at all. Magical power begins to form in Serlin’s hands.
Paly? That was probably good. How dare you use such language towards yourself! This was a matter of her pride as a witch. No one. For hundreds of years, no one has dared to say such unpleasant things to oneself. Although her sexual orientation was a bit strange, she was a genius.
And she lived a long time, so her experience and skills were sufficient. She specializes in biology and chimerism. She was the one who achieved great magical advancements in the fields of body modification and medicine that no other witch had ever made. No matter how much you play. She had no one who could say this to her.
“D-did you tell me what to do?… Hiyau!!”
She let out her slurred words as her tongue was held in pincers and cast her spell at the half-crown. No. She tried to fly. It’s as if she knows the timing of when to unleash her magic. Half a crown’s other hand went to her tongue.
“Ah… Uuuuu!!! Now, sleep… Ah… Ugh!”
And half a crown’s cold, clean, white hand began to play with her long, drawn-out tongue as if she were playing with a toy. A soft, naughty hand touches her tongue. He touched her, pressed it, and sometimes even lifted his fingernails and pressed her lightly, as if to reprimand her for her rude manner of speaking.
“Ahh… Uhh… Haa!!”
Serlene began to cry. Of course, I wasn’t crying because I was sad. She shed tears of happiness because she felt immense pleasure from this devastating sensation that threatened to plunge her into madness at any moment. What is this? What on earth is this?
The vagina was contracting as if it was about to burst at any moment, and her love juices were flowing out as if it were her own urine. The uterus was whimpering in heat, demanding a cock right away, and the nipples were erect and stiff, like a man’s cock.
Her eyes were raised arbitrarily, giving her a goofy and foolish expression, her mouth was open, and her tongue was forcibly pulled out, and she was drooling like a child.
She couldn’t look in her mirror now, but she could guess what she looked like. Her whole body is bound, her arms are raised and pinned behind her, her armpits are clearly exposed, and she is making an ugly ahe gao and spilling her love juices.
It’s vulgar.
It was shameful.
Her pride as a witch rises wildly.
Her pride, which she had built up as a sadist, also explodes.
What is this?
Serlin Lebriam.
How dare a sadistic witch get so turned on by a single touch from a human man and act like an obnoxious idiot?!
“This, this…”
Explosive magic blooms from Serlin’s whole body. I can’t take it anymore. Okay. I’ve only played SM as a sadist, so I’m not good at playing majo like this. Let’s just beat it up. Let’s just magically push away half a crown and put an end to this stupid play.
That was my intention.
She should have done that.
“Now. It looks like she’s quite horny as she’s spraying her love juices like urine. So, would she like to try today’s main dish? “You said I was going to fuck you in your armpits, right?”
“Kyahaaaaa!!!”
Before she can even cast her magic, her right armpit itches like crazy. The body modification magic was activated. As with the tongue, sensory nerves are concentrated in her armpits.
“Hiya!! Ahhh!!”
As the sensory nerves become more concentrated on the sensitive area that already itches a lot, a truly goosebumps sensation hits her brain. The relentless rush of pleasure made her so magical that she had no time to use it and could only let out her moans.
But it didn’t end there.
“Ugh?… Uh oh!”
Something begins to form in her right armpit. Her white, smooth, hairless armpits began to tremble and crack. It’s like forming gills on a fish. A hole, like a pussy, began to form in an area where it shouldn’t be.
She gasps and looks down at her own armpits.
This was dangerous.
Sensory nerves were concentrated in this armpit vagina to a much greater degree than those installed in the vaginal wall. In addition, the heavily concentrated modified sensory nerves were even directly connected to her breasts and brain.
If you push your dick in here…
If that happens, you will be hit with a violent stimulus similar to having a dick directly inserted into your brain.
This was dangerous.
I never thought I would undergo such drastic and extreme body modification.
“Now, wait a minute. Half a crown. “Wait a minute.”
A half-crown thrown away tongs, ready to be driven into the armpit. Serlin is playing with her tongue that has become free thanks to this. Every time she spoke, her tongue touched the inside of her mouth and she felt such pleasure that she felt like she was going to pass out, but she desperately held back the pleasure and begged.
Pride as a witch? Feelings like a sadist? Clean it up. If you hit that thing, you might really die.
“Okay, let’s take a break for a moment… Let’s take a break for a moment. Please. Huh?”
“Serlin?”
Her half-crown looks down on her as she desperately pleads with her. There is something delicious about your eyes.
The eyes were like those of an animal trying to scare you.
“I’ve always loved my armpits. But no matter how much I searched for porn and sex, there was always only licking or rubbing, so I was very unsatisfied.”
The cock, already swollen to the point of bursting, slowly touches her armpit pussy. A little. The head of her penis is digging into the armpit and vagina.
“Hey, hey! Ah, ahhh…”
Serlin is shedding tears, unable to tell whether from fear or pleasure, and looking down at the half-crowned cock that is about to dig into his armpit with trembling eyes.
“And the moment I heard about Serlin’s magic, I realized it. Do you know what the end of the armpit fetish is? That’s just fucking!!!!!!!”
With that idiotic declaration, Van Crown tightened his waist and pushed his cock into him. Of course, even though it was an armpit vagina, it wasn’t that deep, so I could only insert about 30% of the dick.
But that was enough.
“Ugh… Aaaaa!! Kyaaaaah!!!!!”
This was because a scream of fear and joy that could not be sweeter than this burst out from Serlin’s mouth.
