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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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A woman’s body, overtaken by orgasm, trembles uncontrollably. Linna was no exception.
On all fours, like an animal, the object that had been in her anus now lodged in her vagina, bringing her to a shuddering climax. She wanted to hide, to disappear, but she couldn’t even move.
And so, she shared this deeply private, vulnerable moment with her sister.
Lynne, watching from the doorway, a half-eaten cupcake in her hand, frowned and shook her head.
“…Sorry.”
She turned and left, closing the door behind her. Linna, still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, was left with no opportunity to explain, to defend herself.
Not that there was any excuse for her current state.
As the pleasure subsided, Linna slowly lowered herself and grabbed Johan’s pant leg as he turned to leave, wiping the syringe.
“Wait…”
“What? I told you, I’m busy.”
“Why… why is she… like that…?”
“Lynne? What about her?”
“Why is she… so fat…?”
Linna recalled Lynne’s appearance, the way her cheeks had puffed out around the cupcake. Her already ample bosom seemed to have doubled in size.
And—obviously—Lynne couldn’t have gained weight eating the bland prison gruel.
Linna’s own small breasts had shrunk, her ribs visible beneath her skin.
“It’s not normal… how can she get so fat eating this… this slop?”
“She doesn’t eat this slop.”
“…What?”
“And she’s not locked up in a room. She’s free.”
Linna stared at Johan in disbelief.
Lynne was free? Then why was she imprisoned…?
She glared at him, her eyes filled with resentment, and Johan, unfazed, brushed her hand away.
“You’re different. You attacked me.”
“That was because I’d just woken up…”
“She told me everything. What she ate yesterday, how many times she wet the bed as a child… everything. Your attitude is completely different.”
Johan left the room. Linna, alone again, considered Lynne’s appearance, and Johan’s words.
“…So, I’m imprisoned because I resisted, and she’s free because she cooperated?”
It felt unfair. Lynne had no initiative, no desire to fight. Linna had always been the one to protect her, taking risks, fighting their battles.
She was imprisoned here because of Lynne. And Lynne, seemingly unconcerned about her twin sister’s fate, was happily eating cake, growing fatter by the day.
‘She didn’t even care… what happened to me… she was just… eating…’
The realization stung. Lynne, her only family, her ally in this world, had betrayed her.
She resented her sister.
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Johan, leaving the room, chuckled, seeing Lynne happily devouring a cupcake.
“Is it that good?”
“…Mm!”
“Good. Eat up.”
He watched Lynne, who, upon hearing his encouragement, ate even more enthusiastically. She probably didn’t even realize how she was being used.
She didn’t know that Johan was using her to manipulate Linna, creating resentment between the twins.
‘There’s no such thing as a free lunch.’
Though Lynne acted obedient, she wasn’t truly subservient. She didn’t trust them.
She followed orders, but that was it. She had no initiative, no desire to contribute.
And her magic, being only half as potent as the other witches’, wasn’t particularly useful.
So, keeping Lynne happy and well-fed was a means to control Linna.
‘Creation magic… Master said she can even create… giant robots…’
Though seemingly impractical, giant robots were a man’s dream.
Having been transported to this world, devoid of entertainment, he might as well indulge in his fantasies.
Johan began preparing another cupcake for Lynne. Considering their recent expenses, he would need to visit the Adventurers’ Guild again soon.
‘Even in this world, money is a problem.’
It wasn’t a major problem, since he could easily earn a fortune with the witches’ help, but he still found it amusing that even in this world, he had to work to survive.
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After Lynne witnessed her sister’s compromising position, Linna became remarkably obedient. Less obedient, perhaps, and more resigned.
“…Should I… spread my legs…?”
“Do as you please.”
Linna slowly spread her legs, revealing her already wet vagina. She had been masturbating.
Johan chuckled, remembering his earlier suggestion. He hadn’t expected the proud witch to actually follow his advice.
“You masturbated?”
“Yes…”
“You actually did it…”
“…You told me to.”
Johan, injecting her with his semen, realized he no longer needed to keep her locked up.
She was docile now, unlikely to cause trouble.
With her curse suppressed and her magic sealed, she posed no threat. He helped her up and led her out of the room.
“Why suddenly—ah.”
Linna, having spent weeks in the dark room, blinked at the sudden influx of sunlight.
She shielded her eyes, waiting for them to adjust, then looked around.
“L-Linna…”
“…Lynne.”
Lynne, who was eating a soufflé in the living room, froze, seeing Linna emerge from the room. Then she rushed towards her, tears in her eyes.
Linna, seeing her sister, smiled and ran towards her. A heartwarming reunion, a tearful embrace—but the moment they collided, Linna grabbed Lynne by the back of the neck and kneed her in the face.
“You bitch—! You betrayed me and enjoyed your freedom while I was locked up!?”
“Ow—! Oww—!”
“You pig! How comfortable were you, getting this fat!? Die! Just die! You worthless—!”
Linna continued to beat Lynne relentlessly. Johan, watching this, was grateful that Linna’s magic was sealed.
If she could use magic, she might have actually killed Lynne.
“…Aren’t you two close?”
“What? Why would I be close to this pig?”
“But you were always together.”
“Because if she died, I would die too. And if I died, she would die too. We were together for survival. And now that we don’t need each other…”
“You don’t need each other…?”
“Exactly!”
Johan nodded, understanding. They might have seemed close, but they were like siblings on Earth.
Constantly trying to kill each other. Being forced to endure each other’s company for hundreds of years was bad enough, but to be tortured while her sister lived in comfort… Johan wouldn’t have tolerated it either.
“Ahh—that feels good. I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I saw this pig.”
“H-help me…”
Linna tossed the bloodied Lynne aside and began devouring her soufflé.
Even the bland prison gruel had been delicious, but this… this was heavenly.
Johan, watching Linna savor the food, her face ecstatic, asked,
“…So, you were behaving yourself… because…?”
“Huh? Because I wanted to beat her up! Ah, I’m sorry for taking you hostage. I won’t do anything like that again.”
Linna said this, then stomped on Lynne, who was groaning on the floor. She showed no signs of fatigue, her energy seemingly boundless.
“Anyway, please take care of me.”
“O-ow—owww…”
Linna, grinding her heel into Lynne’s back, bowed her head to Johan.
Johan, seeing this, silently offered her another dessert.
Things hadn’t gone exactly as planned, but he was now certain Linna wouldn’t cause any more trouble…
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