Mr. Dummura lurched forward, his upper body pitched violently, shoulders hunched and arms flailing in a futile bid to stay upright. His knees bent stiffly, one just ahead of the other, bracing for the inevitable fall that seemed poised to claim him. His suit trousers were still pulled down, y-fronts around his ankles, and with the broomstick still lodged behind him, his crotch was fully exposed—letting Elise get an eyeful.
No blood, no scars… honestly, not even that gross. There was nothing between his legs—just a sad little bulge, like a mannequin. How she'd managed to cast the spell without causing any blood was nothing short of a miracle, and she couldn't help but grin.
No more would he be sexually frustrated, harassing the poor girls at the academy.
No longer would he be a pervert… or just plain yucky.
Yep. She'd done a good deed today, and she was very proud of herself.
Cradling his little penis twig in her hands, she cooed softly, poking and stroking it like a tiny, squirming pet. It twitched under her touch, shivering and hardening in response, making her grin wickedly. "Such a little thing… look at you get all excited~," she murmured, teasing it with gentle prods, delighted by the way it wriggled and throbbed at her attention.
Unbeknownst to her, as she stroked Mr. Dummura's dick, he let out the most orgasmic moan anyone at the Academy had ever heard—a loud ZAAA WARUDO!
Standing there with no shame, he seemed to be receiving the ultimate handjob, eyes closed and completely lost in bliss.
This snapped the magical girls out of their laughter.
Where could his mind be? Mr. Dummura stood there, a quivering mess of bliss, eyes rolled back to pure white. That creepy smile was back, drool cascading over his scruffy moustache, a glistening trail pooling on his chin like a pervert's waterfall—each drip catching the corridor's flickering light.
He let out an "UNNNGH… YAAASQUEEN!" moan that echoed through the whole of Brightwater Academy, his body swaying as if caught in some insane clout dance, completely lost to the sensation.
This broke the magical girls out of their laughter. They thought he was in serious pain—or maybe he was just marking their homework and making those sounds after seeing too many wrong answers in a row. They made their way forward, towards him, somewhat anxious and worried about what he was going to do.
Elise—Raven Dementia Bloodrose—still hidden in the shadows—watched in disbelief as the dick stroking and his pants being down finally registered with him… and he didn't care.
Fury boiled inside her when she realised her ghostly touch was turning him on—and he was feeling it all.
"How is he feeling this?! This is not a handjob!! His dick isn't even attached to his body!! FFS!!"
Moaning in absolute ecstasy, his arms flapped wildly like a deranged puppet—completely oblivious to the fact he shouldn't even be able to feel Elise's invisible hand. Lost in crazed bliss, all he could think about was the sensation of her ghostly touch. And the girls… were still watching, the very essence of sheer perversion.
Elise staggered back, dropping the sentient penis fragment. It landed softly on the floor and curled into a fetal position, whispering a faint, eerie, "Mama!"
"Did it just… speak?" she gasped, eyes wide.
Mr. Dummura's fragment slithered across the floor, writhing like one of the parasitic creatures from Shivers. Its slick, fleshy form pulsed with vile, unholy animation, coiling and twitching with a mind of its own. It sniffed at Elise's scuffed boots with perverse intent.
Wary of its twitching form, she backed away as it stiffened, while Mr. Dummura's distant, lewd moan pierced her ears.
Hinata and Sabrina froze as they took in the scene: the worm-like monster wriggling across the floor, glistening slickly in the flickering corridor light, and their teacher—trousers and Y-fronts down—and his… nothing—emptiness completely exposed for them to see.
The penis squirmed and twitched as if it had a mind of its own, wriggling like a tiny, grotesque creature trying to escape the world.
"W-what is that?!" Hinata whispered, trembling.
"No idea… but it's so gross. Like some kind of maggot… or a sea monster."
"Maybe an alien from Mars… or Ur…anus…" Hinata stammered, cheeks flaming, staring at it like it was a nightmare come to life.
"Whatever it is, stay away. It could be like a spitting viper snake… shooting venom right in your eyes," Sabrina warned, waving her hand frantically, the other gripping her wand as if to defend herself.
"Oh no!…" Hinata flinched, shrinking back, hair slightly ruffled in panic.
"Why does he have his trousers down…?"
"Ummmmm…" the other replied, voice trailing off, frozen in horror and disbelief.
Crawling on his two front arms, he let out a strangled "Uuunnnngh!!" that wavered between a moan and a cry. His body jerked violently, as though gripped by something unseen. Confusion flickered across his face—pain, pleasure, and panic all twisting together until no one could tell which ruled him.
"Nnngh... aaah... urrrgh..." The sounds spilt out in ragged bursts as he trembled, shuddering like his body couldn't decide whether to collapse or keep moving.
The magical girls weren't sure what to do, but they took a few cautious steps back… eyes glued to the wriggling thing on the floor… the penis monster…moving in all directions. It was erect…like some kind of suction sting…pointing straight up into the air.
Sabrina gasped, "I know what happened!! All…perfectly innocent!!"
"Perfectly innocent? This is…perfectly innocent?!" Hinata's eyes went wide. "I thought I was having a fever dream for a second…"
"Not a dream," Sabrina said firmly. "You see that…evil demon monster worm over there?"
"Ewww…yeah… veiny and…overall yucky…"
"Well… I think it bit him… And now he's…in agony…because of the bite."
Hinata stretched her magical head… tilted it… then nodded slowly. "That…does make sense."
Elise—Raven Dementia Bloodrose—was completely unsure what the magical girls were doing. She had expected them to banish the evil penis monster… But instead, they seemed to be helping the teacher?! Her eyes went wide, her brain stuttering to catch up with the insanity in front of her.
Wait…evil penis monster?! Where did it go?! She spun around so fast her hair whipped across her face and nearly tripped over her own feet. There it was—shooting down the corridor, wriggling like it had a mind of its own… heading straight for the trash bin.
Elise bolted after it, her arms pumping, legs churning, thoughts exploding in her head…
Get back here!! Get back here!! Stop!! Nooo!! Her heart pounded so hard she thought it might leap out of her chest as she tried to keep up with it.
The magical girls leaned over Mr. Dummura, peering at him with wide eyes. "Where did the monster worm bite you?"
"Show us," one of them demanded.
"How do you even…cure bites?" Sabrina asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Don't you neutralise bites and stings by…urinating over them?" Hinata added, her voice trembling slightly. "Like with jellyfish stings?"
"Wait… So we have to urinate on the teacher to cure him?!"
Hinata shook Mr. Dummura lightly. "Unless he wakes up and shows us where he was bitten, we can only guess… or cover every part of his body in urine to save him."
Sabrina groaned. "I haven't drunk that much today… Not sure I have enough in me. I just had a coffee…and a tiny milkshake."
"That…should be enough," Hinata said, trying to sound confident while failing spectacularly.