Shameful Heroine

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"Hmm," Touko stumbled, almost falling. I quickly steadied her.

"Are you alright?"

"No, I'm fine." Her face flushed, and she awkwardly avoided my gaze. "We're very close now, and the connection is getting stronger." She hugged her arms, pressing her breasts together to create a deep cleavage, as if in great pain. "That villain, how dare he torture my pure white breasts like this, ugh..." "Thank you for your hard work. Leave the battle to me and the beautiful fleshy warrior." "I can still fight." Touko blushed and tried to put on a resolute expression, but her slightly parted red lips kept emitting painful gasps. Now her black bodysuit had become a nearly transparent, open-crotch style, and her fighting power was probably only a third of what it used to be. Even if her physical abilities were originally superior to mine and Shino's, she was probably already at her limit.

"Then you'll be the reserve. The buildings and rooms here aren't very big. In indoor combat, three people would actually get in the way. If the beautiful female warrior and I can't hold on, then you can take over." "I understand. You guys be careful too." When we invaded Berlang's new stronghold, the first people we encountered were his female combatants. I immediately recognized the Chinese heroine I had worked with before, the Ice and Snow Goddess Min Rou (Note 1). After being brainwashed, the Chinese heroine couldn't use her agile martial arts moves, and her sensitive body hindered the flow of internal energy. She was arguably the least suitable to be a female combatant. The three of us easily took her down.

Next, when we arrived at the place where Hui Mei was imprisoned, she was still wearing her white silk combat suit. Of course, like Deng Zi, her breasts and crotch were gone. A chain with a buckle hung between her nipples, and golden nipple rings pierced the swollen red protrusions. This was used to train female dogs. I had been tortured like this before. When the buckle was fastened with a leather belt and someone pulled her, even the proudest heroine would obediently get up. At the time, still retaining my purity and modesty, I tried my best to refuse, but my nipples swelled to twice their current size, thicker than my fingers.

Besides the torment of my nipples, red whip marks covered Huimei's entire body. Her once smooth skin was now cracked open, revealing bloody muscle tissue. Semen smeared on it emitted a foul odor, likely causing inflammation and a high fever. So even with us in front of her, Huimei remained dazed and unconscious.

"How dare you torture a heroine like this! Stop your evil deeds!" I cried out, heartbroken, wanting to save my daughter immediately. But before that, I had to overcome the obstacle of Beren. I uttered heroic words, but the sight of his bulging muscles made me tremble—a mixture of fear and the excitement of my masochistic nature.

"Hmph, you bunch of bitches never learn! Another stocking-clad bitch, and... a latex sow? I'm curious how you found this place." Beren completely ignored our threats, lashing Huimei's vulva with his whip, eliciting another murmur. A few drops of her fluids dripped down, and she remained unconscious and motionless, clearly exhausted from the torture.

"Don't underestimate us transformed heroines! Beauty and justice will prevail! I, the busty latex warrior—" "And I, the stocking-clad warrior, the beautiful flesh—" We slid our arms like dancers, striking graceful poses like Japanese heroines, "to deliver righteous punishment to all the vulnerable women you've persecuted!" "Not bad, not bad. I hope you'll perform for me every day after becoming my slaves." Most women admired our proud, pert figures, and cosplay was rampant, but criminals like Beren only saw desire, yearning to destroy it all.

He grinned maliciously and reached for me, aiming directly at my breasts.

Based on years of combat experience, my reflexes urge me to retreat, but the moment my ballet-style high-heeled boots move, I lose my balance. After all, they're restraints designed for female slaves, taut from toe to ankle at a 90-degree angle to the ground, allowing only very small steps. My intention in adopting this equipment was to relinquish my remaining combat abilities, to attract the enemy's attention as a more seductive female warrior. In that respect, I've succeeded.

Staggering, Beren's fingers dig into my breast, and the milk produced by the beastly modification spurts out like water from a gun. However, due to the latex suit's close-fitting and airtight design, the milk is sealed inside, clinging to the inner latex and spreading downwards. All of this happens internally; outwardly, I remain a radiant heroine. This is why I chose a latex suit as my uniform. If it were any other fabric, my chest and abdomen would likely be completely soaked and discolored, revealing a shameful state.

"mmmmmnnnnnn!" I shut my mouth tightly, suppressing any coquettish cries that would damage morale, only letting out muffled groans from my nose, like a sow. This was the most insulting title we heroines were most likely to receive, and it had to be said that it perfectly encapsulated how we endured being violated. But even a sow heroine is still a heroine. I grabbed Beren's hand and pulled it away from my breasts. I applied some lubricant to the latex surface, making me look shinier, which would also be useful in battle. For example, even though my strength wasn't great, I could still escape successfully in this situation.

Seeing me attacked, Shino let out a sharp cry and charged bravely at Beren, using her shoulder as a point of attack, slamming Beren away.

Facing the female warrior rushing into her arms, Beren didn't even utter a sound. Her solid pectoral muscles were evenly matched with Shino's shoulder, and she only took one step back before regaining her balance. The fleshy female warrior was already the strongest among the stockinged female warriors, but I didn't expect her to still be so much weaker.

Brendan reached down and slipped his fingers under Shino's crotch, two through her stockings, penetrating her vulva and pulling it outwards, as if trying to tear off her labia along with the flesh.

"Ughhhhh!" Shino screamed, desperately pounding on Brendan's neck. Although she didn't hurt him, it served its purpose of harassment. The impatient enemy, enduring the attack, bent down and reached out with his other hand to grab her labia, lifting the poor female warrior upside down. The only point of impact was her tender vulva, and Shino screamed in pain again, her two plump legs kicking back and forth in the air. At the same time, the stockings' protective properties transformed the damage into warm, lustful fluid that gradually soaked into her vulva. This unexpected turn of events happened by chance; the stockings, which Brendan had pressed into her vulva, absorbed the lustful fluid and began to slip. Just as Brendan was about to use force to tear Shino's vulva open, he was caught off guard and dropped the heroine to the ground. Enraged, he stomped on the beautiful female warrior's abdomen, grinding it repeatedly as if trying to crush her intestines.

"Ughhhhhh~" Shino stuck out her tongue, saliva overflowing from her mouth, and another surge of heat gushed from her wet vagina. She grabbed the enemy's ankle, but her body, overwhelmed by the orgasm, had little strength left.

"Beautiful female warrior!" I saw the gem on her crotch flashing rapidly, her stockings soaked with liquid, revealing her vulva. After transforming, we can't wear underwear, so getting wet in the genitals is incredibly shameful. I understand that feeling. When the stockinged female warrior is beaten, her whole body feels powerless due to pleasure and shame. Some female warriors will degenerate into lewd sex toys, but Shino is a qualified heroine, able to overcome this temporarily with her strong will. However, she is the key to this battle, and I must help her out of this predicament before she loses too much strength.

"Get away from her!" I unleashed a side kick. Her enormous breasts made it difficult to attack her head-on with both hands, and the slave girl's high-heeled boots weakened my balance, rendering my kick weak and ineffective. I knew I couldn't hurt Beren; I just needed to get his attention.

Beren grabbed my ankle. I pursed my lips and assumed a fighting stance, twisting my body to make my large breasts sway. I hoped they would arouse Beren. When I saw the greedy look in his eyes, I knew the latex suit combined with my huge breasts hadn't disappointed me.

I didn't try to attack. Just standing on one of the slave girl's high-heeled boots was already difficult; if he swayed even slightly, I would fall. But I knew he wouldn't do that. He wouldn't miss the chance to humiliate me, so I stared at him defiantly. This image of a determined female hero was my weapon.

"Ugh!" His fist landed between my spread legs, the smooth latex suit outlining a beautiful inverted triangle, inviting the enemy to ravage it.

"Ugh, uh—ohhhhhh!" Punch after punch, Beren's fists were as hard as iron, pounding into my groin. My pelvis was undoubtedly fractured, the blood vessels and nerves in my pubic area crushed and flattened, causing excruciating pain. At that moment, I couldn't help but miss my stocking combat suit. If I were still a stocking warrior, I would probably be experiencing an orgasm that would make me lose control of my bladder. Although it would be incredibly shameful, it would be much easier to bear than this excruciating pain.

Just as my screams grew more and more shrill, and I was about to faint from the pain, Shino recovered in time.

She used a cross-lock to restrain Beren from behind, her large breasts pressed against his hard back, flattened into two meat patties. She used all her strength to block the air from Beren's trachea.

This move did cause Beren a little trouble, but only a little. Using the remaining oxygen in his body, he violently swung his body, taking advantage of Shino's dizziness, forcibly pulling apart her increasingly weak arms, then lifting her high above his head and slamming her onto a table with a thud. The wooden table couldn't withstand the force and broke in two.

"Ughhhh~" The beautiful female warrior painfully clutched her lower back. The impact she had just received was enough to confine most people to a wheelchair for the rest of their lives. Her stocking combat suit saved her life once again, but at the same time, the energy gem began to warn her. The already barely visible stocking combat suit made a hissing sound as it peeled away, gradually revealing her nipples and genitals. Besides the trickle of nectar flowing down her thighs, some milk could be seen spilling out. Shino, like me, had been injected with a lactation-inducing agent by some kind of lewd beast. Although the amount was small, she still had to express 200 milliliters of fragrant milk every day.

Shino struggled to roll over, supporting herself on all fours, and fled like a dog with her back to Beren. Her peach-shaped buttocks writhed and rubbed together under the stockings, making one's mouth water. I knew this wasn't just a simple escape. Shino was enticing Belang to attack her buttocks to unleash the special ability of the "Meatball Warrior," a power called "Masochistic Goddess." This ability accumulates a gauge when she's injured, and when the Meatball Warrior activates her final attack, it drains a significant amount of the attacker's stamina based on this gauge. Therefore, the key to her victory in battle lies in how many attacks she can withstand before being completely defeated, and using her buttocks and breasts—areas with more fat—is the optimal strategy. Shino often trains herself to use these lewd but useless parts to attract enemies.

"Hmm, oh~ Stop kicking, ah!" The fat on her buttocks made a crisp sound as her shoes collided. Shino tilted her head back, panting and moaning like a female beast. Sometimes she couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground, but she quickly struggled to get back up. Even with her buttocks taking the hits, the pleasure from the stockings didn't diminish. Shino's overflowing stench had already permeated the room, mixing with the original smell.

I stood up shakily, my hips still aching, but I knew I couldn't give up. I grabbed a chair and charged at Beren, slamming him hard into his back. Without my white stockings and uniform, my strength was no different from an ordinary woman's, and the damage I could inflict on a supervillain was limited, but I relentlessly attacked.

Beren, impatient, swung a punch, sending a gust of wind through my chest.

"Ughhhh!" I endured the greatest pain since the start of the fight. The fist struck my nipple squarely, denting the erect nipple and half my breast. My firm, elastic latex was like soft mud before that iron fist; my breasts, several centimeters high, were pushed back into my chest cavity, breaking my ribs. As Beren swiftly withdrew his fist, a mixture of blood and milk burst open, spurting from the ripped latex suit.

I couldn't help but feel grateful that my breasts had been modified by the succubus; an ordinary woman would probably have died on the spot. In that sense, I was a superheroine in a way. As I expressed milk, I felt a pleasure akin to an orgasm, which helped distract me from the pain and prevented me from fainting on the spot. But this attack was far too brutal; the stench of blood not only filled the gushing milk but also rushed down my throat.

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, I rolled my eyes back and collapsed to the ground, tears, saliva, and urine gushing from my beautiful body, a pitiful yet beautiful sight. My mind spun, unable to think. I only vaguely saw Shino still fighting, but she couldn't hold out for more than a few rounds on her own. I wondered how much damage she could absorb to activate "The Masochistic Goddess."

Beren ravaged the beautiful female warrior's lower body, inserting his fingers into her anus and lifting her upside down again. Shino's resistance was already very weak; without my cover, she had to endure Beren's attacks continuously. Fortunately, after being ravaged, her whole body exuded the scent of hormones. Beren didn't finish her off immediately but instead leaned forward to sniff and nibble at her labia.

Shino symbolically twisted her body; she could no longer maintain her stockings warrior transformation. The stockings began to disintegrate, creating holes all over her body. This state was irreversible, even with her ultimate move. I wanted to stand up to help, but my body only felt endless pain and the weakness after orgasm. Urine and vaginal fluid filled the inside of her latex suit. I unzipped the crotch seal, revealing a small slit in the middle of the suit's crotch, which was then stretched open by my large buttocks to form a round hole, releasing the filthy liquid.

"Please, don't hurt her. I'll do anything you want." I struggled to lift my buttocks, swaying my wet, white flesh to entice my enemy.

"Hahaha, is this what you call a heroine? She's no different from a lowly slave from the lower realms. But I like straightforward women like you. Stick your ass up higher." I obeyed his command, trying to raise my large buttocks even higher, then spread my vulva so he could admire the pink folds inside. Although my body had been ravaged by many enemies, my inner labia were still quite beautiful. The lingering magic of the stockinged warrior within me seemed to tell me that I was still a beautiful and righteous heroine.

Even with his immense power, the demon Belang was still drawn to my trembling, writhing vagina.

"What's this?" After touching my vagina, he noticed the small leather whip at my waist. I had used it to ravage Dengzi earlier, and then, finding it a perfect match for my latex suit, I carried it as a weapon for my busty latex warrior.

"This, this is my weapon." Holding the whip, I had fantasized about being the Latex Queen, whipping female combatants and other heroines. Now, this queen was about to be ravaged by a man, though I didn't want to admit that the latter actually excited me more.

"Hmph~ That's not right, this looks like something I threw away. You unruly slut, looks like you need some punishment." Beren twirled the whip, making a whistling sound in the air.

I writhed uncomfortably, the cold wind from the whip brushing against my skin, filling me with both fear and anticipation.

"Crack!" The loud crack of the whip finally fell, and I felt as if I had been electrocuted, my whole body trembling slightly, letting out a rapid and seductive cry from my throat.

"Crack crack crack!"

"Ah, um, no, uh ah!"

The whip left scarlet marks on my snow-white, rounded surface, and as I swayed my hips, the urine and love juice remaining in my genitals sprayed out.

"Ugh oh oh oh oh!" The whip struck my clitoris accurately from below, but the plump bead didn't tear open; instead, it became larger and shinier, as if swollen. The lustful worm had given me a body capable of pursuing and deciding pleasure, "Ugh ah ah ah ah," in what seemed like my umpteenth orgasm, I gushed out a large puddle of fluid.

"You're such a perfect sow heroine, maybe I should put you on the website for heroines' tragedies so everyone can see." "I, I'm not... a sow, I'm a busty latex warrior, um~" I turned to look at him, trying to control my ecstatic expression and show the strength of a heroine. Beren's hands were circling and kneading my buttocks, my elastic hips were one of my proud weapons, and it seemed to please him. He rubbed his penis back and forth against my vagina, using some liquid as lubricant, and then lightly touched the folds of my anus. I knew the final moment was coming. Although I wasn't some novice virgin heroine, being raped by the enemy still made me incredibly ashamed, so all my muscles were tense.

"Mmm—!" The thick, hard penis parted my tight, virgin-like anus, penetrating layer by layer, filling and expanding my body until it reached the deepest part of my rectum. The feeling of being violated was so humiliating that I couldn't help but want to escape. But on the other hand, the subtle sense of fullness and pleasure rising in my body made me feel incredibly ashamed.

"Very good, looks like you've cleaned your anus properly. You filthy bitch, you're well-prepared." "Mmm, mmm, a heroine... must keep herself clean... pure... uh uh uh!" When the stockinged female warrior and other transformed female heroes transform, their bodies become completely clean, purer than those of Western female heroes.

Beren penetrated my anus again and again, and despite my best efforts to endure, I still threw my head back and let out a soft moan. This was the defeat of the busty latex warrior, the defeat of a female hero. Since retiring, I had never experienced such humiliation and pleasure. When the hot semen shot into my rectum, I let out a cry that sounded like despair mixed with joy as I collapsed to the ground.

Just then, an unexpected figure darted out from behind Berlang—it was none other than Min Rou, the Chinese female warrior controlled by Berlang. The beautiful Chinese woman, clad in a mesh outfit, pointed a finger at Berlang's ribs. Simultaneously, the voluptuous female warrior cried out the name of Athena and activated "The Masochistic Goddess." The tall, strong, and arrogant Berlang was struck dumb by the delicate touch of the finger. He roared and retaliated, sending the Ice Goddess (Note 1) flying.

The female warrior's urine splattered. At the same time, the pure white female warrior, Hui Mei, and the dark female warrior, Deng Zi, hiding in the shadows, also let out high-pitched moans. I immediately understood the cause and effect. Deng Zi must have established a synergy with Min Rou through intercourse. Because she also established a synergy with Hui Mei, the three of them were connected in spirit and body. During their intercourse, the pure white female warrior's purifying power flowed through, temporarily suppressing the female warrior's mental control, thus bringing Min Rou back to her senses.

After unleashing his attack, Bellon was drenched in sweat, his body feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds. Min Rou had just used a secret technique of Chinese female warriors—acupoint striking—which could temporarily immobilize an enemy. The duration and force of the strike would vary depending on the warrior's internal strength. An ordinary person would be completely immobilized after being struck, but Bellon, even after having his strength drained by the "masochistic goddess," was still able to send the Ice and Snow Goddess flying—a truly astonishing feat. However, judging from his appearance, he had likely overexerted himself.

In any case, this was their last chance. Shino and I acted almost simultaneously. She peeled off her stockings and pulled them over Bellon's head from behind. The stockings, part of her combat suit, were incredibly durable and difficult to tear. Combined with the fact that they were covered in Shino's semen, they perfectly covered Bellon's mouth and nose, suffocating him. I followed closely behind, jumping onto Bellon, my legs clamping around his waist, pressing his face between my ample breasts.

Brendan's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to pull me down, but his meridians were sealed by acupressure, and the more he tried, the greater the resistance. Exhausted, he couldn't even lift his hand, let alone unleash his previous attack. So he resorted to a less direct approach, subtly inserting his fingers into my vagina.

"Mmm~ This guy~ Mmm, no, I have to hold on~" I concentrated all my energy to resist the onslaught of orgasm, but my body, just raped, felt like a wanton sow. Even the slightest tremor of his fingers caused nectar to leak out, and my limbs became weak and powerless. At the critical moment, the Night Warrior rose up, embraced me from behind, and pressed me firmly against Brendan with her breasts.

After Brendan lost his balance, the four intertwined bodies collapsed to the ground.

"Ugh!" Thick milk spurted from the six breasts under the impact, smearing them together. This was both a blow and an opportunity. Under the weight of me and Touko, Belang's last struggle couldn't lift my repeatedly ravaged and battered breasts. His breathing gradually weakened, and he finally fainted.

[The End]

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