Fated to Be Loved by Yandere Witches – Chapter 50

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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After bringing Beatrice home, the cabin underwent major changes.

The changes were quite different from when Marguerite had started staying there. Marguerite was the Witch of Space, and thus could twist space to create a nonexistent third room.

But Beatrice was different. There was no more space to add a new witch to the rooms where Evangeline lived alone, and for some reason, Marguerite refused to create a room for Beatrice.

“Then I’ll sleep with Johan.”

“No─!”

As a result, Beatrice’s sleeping place became Johan’s side. The reasons were simple. Practically speaking, there was no room for Beatrice to sleep in, and her childlike mentality matching her appearance meant she wouldn’t view Johan in any sexual way.

Though an uninvited guest had been added to his private room, Johan showed no particular complaints. Hadn’t he been the one to suggest bringing Beatrice in the first place?

He wasn’t the type of garbage who would abandon a stray cat he’d picked up just because the vet bills were high. Johan was the type of person ready to accept personal discomfort if it meant helping a friend.

“Well then Johan─ good night.”

“Yes, good night to you too, Master.”

Johan entered his room. Beatrice was already waiting there, and befitting a witch who had lived in a mansion surrounded by dolls, she suffered from severe affection deficiency.

She couldn’t sleep without holding something, which meant Johan had to hold her every night as they slept.

“Johan, Johan- hurry, hurry.”

“Alright, alright, don’t be impatient.”

Johan lay on the bed and positioned himself comfortably for Beatrice to embrace him. Settling into his arms, Beatrice fell asleep with a bright smile.

Looking at the young witch sleeping in his embrace, Johan was thankful her body wasn’t more mature.

If Beatrice had had a developed figure like Evangeline or Marguerite, Johan would have either exploded from the tension or jumped her.

‘Should I be glad she’s young, or feel guilty for thinking that…’

Unable to determine if this was good or bad, Johan drifted off to sleep.

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Late that night, Johan carefully disentangled himself from Beatrice and got up.

If he stayed away too long, Beatrice’s affection deficiency would trigger and she’d wander around crying looking for him, but brief absences like using the bathroom or getting water were fine.

After coming out, Johan drank a glass of water in the kitchen and rubbed his arm where circulation had been cut off.

Yawning heavily after finishing his business in the bathroom, Johan startled to a stop upon seeing a dark figure standing in the living room.

“W-what…”

It was Marguerite. With her purple hair hanging loose in the night, Marguerite’s form was hard to recognize.

Realizing the shadowy figure wasn’t a two-meter cockroach but Marguerite, Johan let out a relieved sigh as he looked at her.

“Miss Marguerite? What are you doing at this hour?”

“Apprentice.”

“Yes? Yes.”

“Do you have a moment?”

“I can’t stay long… if I’m away too long Beatrice will wake up crying…”

Marguerite said that would be enough time as she led Johan to the living room. Thinking nothing inappropriate could happen in the living room, Johan sat without suspicion on the sofa she indicated.

The moment Johan sat down, Marguerite naturally dropped onto the sofa right beside him. Seeing her sit so close despite there being plenty of space, Johan felt something ominous.

Whether she noticed his unease or not, Marguerite smiled slyly as she slowly caressed Johan’s thigh.

“How’s Beatrice?”

“…Huh? Ah, Beatrice… she’s fine.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

Marguerite said this while tapping Johan’s waistband. An act more stimulating than grabbing directly.

Johan felt chills run down his spine as he looked at Marguerite. Now he understood the source of his earlier unease.

“It’s… nighttime.”

“I know. These kinds of acts are meant for nighttime, aren’t they?”

“If I don’t get back soon, Beatrice will wake─ ungh!”

“Beatrice, Beatrice… yes. That’s why.”

The moment Beatrice’s name left Johan’s lips, Marguerite used her magic to directly stimulate his prostate.

An unfamiliar yet intense pleasure arose from a place that had never been touched before. Johan looked at Marguerite with trembling facial muscles.

Tap tap, as she attacked all his weak points, Marguerite continued speaking as if she had just remembered something:

“Evangeline… I could overlook what you do with her. If anything, I’m the uninvited guest? And since men are rarely satisfied with just one woman, I thought you’d look my way eventually.”

“M-Miss Marguerite?”

“But─ seeing that child made me change my mind. You, apprentice- you have a constitution that attracts witches. Whether they like it or not, witches who come in contact with you can’t help but be drawn to you.”

“Ngh, wait- at least let go of my thing!”

As Marguerite’s hands tormented him inside and out randomly, Johan felt pleasure intense enough to curl his toes.

Though he could have blocked one of Marguerite’s hands if he’d used magic then, he couldn’t even think of using magic.

He could focus on nothing else; just enduring the pleasure Marguerite gave was all he could manage.

“Of course they would, since curses don’t affect you? Any witch can show their true self to you alone. Can give everything to you alone.”

“Hah, hah, haah, haah…!”

“Who knows when some witch might appear and take you away.”

Marguerite’s hands moved faster and faster. Feeling his climax building to his limits, Johan finally let go of the force holding back his release.

Having sensed Johan’s impending climax, Marguerite quickly summoned his member dick into her mouth before he could finish, eagerly drinking down his cum.

Her hands still massaged his tip and sack while her soft tongue extracted his seed.

As Johan trembled from pleasure that felt like it would snap his waist, Marguerite finished extracting every drop before pulling away with a pop and licking clean the remnants around her mouth.

“Now, I can’t just stand by and watch anymore.”

“M-Miss Marguerite… if we get caught…”

“Caught? By whom? Evangeline who can’t even see me? Or Beatrice?”

At her words, Johan realized a terrifying fact. Since neither Evangeline nor Beatrice could see Marguerite, no one could help him no matter when or where she assaulted him.

Even now – if she took him, to others it would just look like some pervert exposing himself and suddenly climaxing outdoors.

“Ahaha, seems you’ve finally realized. What an interesting expression.”

Laughing like this, Marguerite carefully straddled Johan’s lap. She didn’t even need to remove clothes or underwear.

She wore the extremely short dress Johan had bought her recently, and beneath it lingerie designed for intimacy while clothed.

Lifting her hips slightly to pause above Johan’s dick, Marguerite looked down at him as if declaring victory.

“Not going to stop me? If you don’t stop me, I’m putting it in?”

“…Even if I tried to stop you, could I?”

“─No.”

Squelch─!

Marguerite immediately drove her hips down, taking Johan inside. Though it was just a piece of flesh some dozen centimeters long entering her, it felt like lightning striking through her entire body.

Absorbed in the pleasure tingling from head to toe, she considered how to enjoy this sensation more.

Her consideration didn’t last long. She began slowly moving her bloody pussy up and down.

Squish- squish-.

“Ungh, nngh…! Hah, this is, better than, nnh! I expected…!”

Moving her hips with expertise impossible to imagine from a recent virgin, Marguerite even utilized her powers to the fullest.

With a snap of her fingers, she summoned her pussy before Johan’s mouth, wanting him to pleasure her while she rode him.

Even Johan, who had kept his chastity until now, didn’t miss the chance to taste her while joined with her. His hands kneaded her large, vulgar breasts while his mouth played intensely with her slightly swollen clit.

“Hah! Yes, that’s it-! Hah! Haahn! Haaahn!!”

Splash, splash-!

Each time Marguerite moved her hips, her juices sprayed everywhere, producing lewd sounds.

Soon after, Johan began feeling his climax approaching. At this point he had no thought of holding back. He intended to release deep inside her, regardless of whether she got pregnant…

“Johaaaan… where are youuu…”

Just then Beatrice came shuffling out of Johan’s room with tears in her eyes. Johan, deeply buried in Marguerite, immediately froze as he felt himself stiffen further.

Finding Johan in the living room, Beatrice slowly approached and stared at him intently.

“…Johan?”

“Ah, uhh- Beatrice. Whyyy?”

“Why are you naked, what are you doing?”

Unfortunately, Johan’s member didn’t become hidden just because it was inside Marguerite.

Johan began feeling intensely shameful and perverse about having to show his fully erect member to this young witch without hiding it.

“No, this is─ ungh-!”

“Apprentice, let’s finish in front of her.”

“W-wait a moment- Mar─ mmph!”

As he tried to stop, Marguerite immediately began riding him again. She silenced his protests by stuffing her breast in his mouth, while her lips sucked his balls and perineum to encourage a heavy release.

Indeed, this witch’s technique was incredible – Johan ended up climaxing despite Beatrice being right there.

“…Johan, this suddenly moved.”

“Mmph, mmph…!”

Though Beatrice hadn’t touched it, she brought her face close to examine his member as it swelled and pulsed largely.

If Johan hadn’t pushed her away saying absolutely not, this young witch might have taken his member in her mouth without even knowing what it was.

Thinking about this, Johan felt chills run down his spine.

“Ahaha- apprentice. Unfortunately we’ll have to stop here for today?”

Having received his seed in her womb, Marguerite said this while leaving a light kiss on Johan’s forehead. After placing that single kiss, she vanished, and Johan quickly pulled up his pants.

“Johan?”

“Ah, y-yes. Sorry, did you wake up? Let’s go back to sleep.”

“What was that? The mushroom-looking thing.”

“It was nothing.”

“I’m curious. Show me.”

“…No.”

“You said friends don’t keep things from each other!”

“This is something friends shouldn’t show each other.”

“Uuuu…!”

Beatrice glared fiercely at Johan for being needlessly secretive, but what wasn’t allowed wasn’t allowed.

When Johan absolutely refused to show the member in his pants, Beatrice gave up and fell asleep in his embrace.

“…Johan.”

“Yes, what?”

“Smells like squid.”

“…Sorry.”

However, she didn’t fall asleep right away.

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The day after losing my virginity.

I rose to unusually bright sunlight streaming down. For some reason my body felt incredibly refreshed. Not only that, I felt as if the world was blessing me.

‘So this is sex…!’

Understanding why normies always went on about sex, I headed to the living room to prepare breakfast.

I prepared breakfast as usual and woke Master, Marguerite, and Beatrice to call them to the living room.

Master and Beatrice sat down at the table with sleepy eyes and began eating.

“My, good morning～ apprentice.”

Marguerite, who had taken my virginity last night, appeared last. She sat down flaunting her firm skin and began eating.

Evangeline and Beatrice stared intently at her as she ate. I tilted my head wondering what was going on and asked:

“Master? What’s wrong? Does something taste strange?”

“…Johan, who is this woman?”

“Huh? Who do you mean, it’s Marguerite…”

After casually naming the woman Master was pointing to, I realized something was off.

Marguerite seemed to realize the same thing, as she began looking back and forth between Master and Beatrice with blank eyes.

“You can… see me?”

Nod-.

The two nodded, confirming they could see Marguerite. Marguerite’s curse had disappeared.

…The day after having sex with me.

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