>>277877
I think I just forgot. Oh well
The moment Hope felt her boots stick to the ground, she knew she had made a mistake rushing towards the dark stained woman. She had acted too hastily, a rookie mistake. She should have known better than to rush towards the enemy like that, getting caught in her trap. She would mentally chastise herself, as she tried to free herself from the sticky prison that glued her feet to the ground. She would stab at the pool of blackness at her feet with her spear of light, both to try freeing herself and to see if her spear would have any effect on the darkness. In normal circumstances, light drove away the dark. Would it be the same for this? ((Leaving that up to you))
As she struggled against her capture, she suddenly froze at the feeling of the woman raising from the ground from behind her, her hands trailing across her body as she ascended. She would let out a slight shiver at her touch, feeling the corruption seep into her through her bare thigh. Her face would flush as the corrupted magical girl’s hands went to her chest, and would let out a gasp and moan as her breasts were grabbed and groped by the evil woman. It felt so wrong… but so good. She wanted to fight back and struggle, but her body didn’t seem to respond to her, as if it yearned for this pleasure. Her magical regalia would dampen the feeling of corruption, but that didn’t stop her from feeling it. The paradox that was corruption, entering her body and making her feel bad and good, wrong and right.
At the words of the corrupted woman, Hope’s blush would seem to deepen, as she looked aside in both shame and embarrassment. But she felt so tempted to agree with the woman, to allow herself to stop fighting and allow herself to be corrupted. To give into her carnal desires and join this alluring woman. “I… no…” She would breath out, as her mind became a mess of dopamine from the pleasure she felt. She wanted to fight, but she also wanted to give in. She was conflicted and hesitant, and the more she hesitated, the more corruption entered her. Her hand would falter, her spear droppingPost too long. Click here to view the full text.