Becquerl asked: Homura finds Madoka assertively leading the way to the nurse’s office for once odd, but not unpleasant. Questions arise when the pinkette hops up the stairs in the breezeway just long enough to yank her thong to the side before hopping backwards.
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This loop had seemed normal before now.
Homura hadn’t noticed anything wrong until today with her usual checks, but clearly, something was off.
The first sign of deviancy was the number of students in Madoka’s classroom.
There were a couple missing. Not many, just two or three.
Enough to be noticeable and strange, but nothing that couldn’t be explained by a flu or something to that effect. Especially since the room lacked that tension that usually arrived when Sayaka eventually went ‘missing’.
Strange, but ultimately irrelevant.
What was much more relevant was Madoka’s attitude when Homura asked her to walk her to the Nurse’s Office.
Usually, Madoka hesitated, before eventually agreeing to help Homura.
This time, she’d nearly jumped out of her seat to agree, before pulling the black-haired girl out of the room under the exasperated smiles of Sayaka and Hitomi.
By that point, Homura was certain that something was wrong.
Madoka didn’t have a ring, so she wasn’t a Magical Girl yet, but something in the girl had obviously changed, though what exactly, Homura didn’t know, no matter how hard she stared into the back of the pinkette’s head.
And Homura’s frown only deepened as Madoka took a wrong turn in the hallway, walking away from the Nurse’s Office rather than towards it.
Was that another deviation? Homura followed Madoka cautiously, her mind still racing as they reached the staircase she expected to find here, leading up to the roof.
Homura worried her lip for a moment as Madoka began climbing up the stairs, humming happily to herself as she did.
Something was wrong. “Madoka Kaname-” Homura began, only for her words to die as Madoka flipped her skirt up, revealing a thong.
Homura’s eyes widened as she stared up at Madoka’s exposed ass, only for her jaw to drop as Madoka’s svelte fingers pulled her thong to the side, exposing her puffy, winking asshole.
“Hup!” Madoka exclaimed as she jumped backward all of a sudden.
Homura didn’t react in time- couldn’t.
She was completely stunned by Madoka’s sudden exposure, left to stare up at the falling girl stupidly as her ass grew bigger and bigger in her field of view, until-
“NNNGHYES~” Madoka moaned loudly as her asshole suddenly engulfed Homura’s head, sinking rapidly down to the black-haired girl’s shoulders thanks to gravity.
Homura panicked. She began squirming in place, her legs slipping out from under her, her arms pinned to her sides as her back slammed into a wall behind her, only for Madoka to moan whorishly as she sank even lower down Homura’s body, her puffy asshole easily swallowing Homura’s flat chest into her warm depths.
It was only when Madoka’s ass met Homura’s that she struggled for a moment, but only just a moment.
For all of its size, Homura’s ass was also sinfully soft, and was easily deformed and forced into Madoka’s guts as well.
In moments, Homura was completely trapped within Madoka’s guts, making the pinkette giggle lewdly. Homura was still stunned as she felt Madoka’s hands pressing against her body through her stomach. “Hm~ Oh, I’m sorry, Akemi-san- I didn’t even introduce myself before voring you! But you were just so cute and sexy- I couldn’t resist! I had to capture you before anyone else did!~” Madoka ‘explained’ as she began walking away from the scene of the crime, waddling slightly as she did.
Homura barely even heard the pinkette’s words.
Suddenly, it all made sense.
For some reason, vore was normal in this loop.
And Homura was swallowed before she even knew it! She hadn’t gotten the chance to vore anyone! How unfair was that!?
Well, at least she would be with Madoka…