March 2024
***
“Happy 30th birthday, Hitoishi!”
Watanabe, together with her other colleagues, surrounded Seika and brought her a little piece of cake with a single candle on it. Seika smiled at them with mixed feelings.
The dreaded thirty. She finally passed that threshold, after a prevalent thought in her early twenties was that this was the finishing line. She would be a boring adult without many interests left, save for watching some mind numbing game shows on TV every evening before going to bed to work yet another day.
In reality, nothing much changed at all. She was still an otaku, predominantly fangirling over various Magical Girl shows and real-life Magical Girls, even if some of her responsibilities left her with little time to keep up with airing anime.
Most importantly, against the logic of the universe, she was still a Magical Girl herself. By all rights she should have ceased to be one upon high school graduation, but here she was, a grown woman, still fighting interdimensional evils after work or during ‘smoke breaks’.
“Thank you everyone, you shouldn’t have!” She said as she looked around between her colleagues, then she blew out the candle anyway.
“This is a first, though. Did I do something to deserve this?”
Watanabe let out a laugh and patted her shoulder.
“What? Is it not enough that it’s a birthday with a zero at the end? If you want a further reason, then let’s say it’s a token of appreciation for the near-immediate reprint of ‘ The Starfaring Maiden ’. That one was a hit with our readers, and shows once again that you know how to pick them, Hitoishi!”
Seika blushed a little and cleared her throat.
“You should thank Ebiko, not me. She’s the mastermind behind the story.”
“Always so humble, Hitoishi. But I mean it: you’re an invaluable part of this company, and don’t you forget it!”
***
After work Seika let out a little yawn as she walked down the street to her train station. She could fly, of course, but seeing a Magical Girl in the sky turned heads - and spread unease in no few people, considering that those sightings often coincided with monster attacks.
“Seika.”
Minerva spoke to her mind directly. Seika cupped her ruby-colored earring with one hand as she replied.
“Yes? What’s up, Minerva?”
“Happy birthday.”
Seka smiled as the soul she carried with her spread a gentle warmth through her core.
“Waiting until I'm out the door before you say it? You could have just added to all the well wishes I got at work, you know.”
There was a little pause before Minerva spoke again.
“I want to do something special for you this weekend. But it requires preparation. Starting tomorrow, for the next three days, could you let me take control after you leave work? Also, no peeking!”
Seika hesitated, not because of the idea itself, but because there was information contained in it that has made it past her for sixteen years.
“Wait, we can do that?!”
She did as Minerva suggested - after leaving work the next day she concentrated on ‘letting go’, as the crystal’s spirit had recommended. She felt herself drifting into the back of her own mind. Her hands moved and she examined them, but it was not Seika who made them move.
“So this is what your body feels like.”
The words that came out of Seika’s mouth weren’t her own.
Keep it down! Just think of the words you want to tell me!
“Right, right. I’m not used to being in control.” Minerva thought with some bashfulness. Seika could feel her body’s cheeks heat up.
This is weird. I feel my body and its reactions, but I am completely disconnected from why those things are happening.
Minerva grinned - Seika could tell from the way her mouth felt. Then she hopped a few times in place. Seika could feel her breasts strain against her bra from the movement.
Stop that.
“Oh-hoooh! You have less than me, but it’s still full and bouncy.”
Seika tried to ignore Minerva’s provocations.
Do what you want to do. So, how do I… you know… stop looking?
“You drift further into the back of your mind. Let me help.”
Seika could feel herself drift deeper into her subconscious. She stopped feeling her limbs and her sight darkened.
This is a bit unsettling.
“Hm… I assume so. Try to sleep. You can trust me, I wouldn’t lock you in that dark place.”
Seika didn’t exactly know how she would try to sleep - but she tried to execute the same ‘brain functions’ she used to close the eyes of her body. It worked. She calmed and the world around her grew warm and comfortable. She could hear Minerva’s - no - her own heartbeat in here.
She drifted off into a slumber of the soul - though from time to time she saw flashes of what was happening to her body.
“Really? That’s a lot of fish, you know. Throwing some kind of party?” she heard a merchant from the fish market say to her before she blacked out again.
“What are you going to use that much salt for?” She heard another person ask, but she couldn’t identify who asked or why.
She saw flashes of Minerva’s begloved hand pointing her magic cane at a jar full of fish and salt before a young girl with blue hair approached and started to talk to her. Her vision faded again.
Then she saw her own hands, proudly holding a bottle full of amber liquid into the air, watching how the sunlight made it shine.
“Oh she’ll love thi- hey, go back to sleep, Seika!”
I’m not doing it on purpose…
“Hm… you really aren’t used to hibernating, I see.”
Minerva controlled Seika’s hands to stow the bottle out of sight.
“No worries, just try the same as before. Seeing glimpses won’t hurt the surprise in the slightest!”
Seika could see some heads turning as Minerva made her body talk to itself. She hurried and saw herself off to the back of her mind again to save herself further embarrassment.
There were more flashes. Minerva was still controlling Seika’s body, going shopping at local grocery stores.
Another vision showed her fighting a set of marionettes - at least she wasn’t slacking off in her Magical Girl duties while making her preparations.
Minerva gave back control the next morning, letting Seika go to work fully rested for once -and after clocking out, the same routine was repeated.
Minerva continued her secret preparations until it was finally time and Seika woke up on Saturday evening.
***
“So, what do you have for me?”
Seika stretched and let out a long yawn - it felt weird to be in control of her own body again after a few days of giving over control outside of work.
She blinked as she realized where she was. The low table of her apartment was prepared with a meal. There was a bottle of white wine, judging by its appearance.
There was a bowl with two eggs, which were covered in some kind of brown paste.
“I will periodically take over again to serve the rest. The main dish is currently in the oven. Enjoy!”
Seika smiled and poured herself a cup of the wine. After smelling it she could notice a sweet note, given a little bit of bite with cinnamon.
“Mulsum! Spiced honey wine. Was not easy to procure! It’s an aperitif, so you should drink it before you get to the proper meal.”
Seika nodded and took a sip, savoring it properly on her tongue before she would drink any more. The typical acidity of wine mixed well with the sweet flavor or honey, with the added heat of the cinnamon and some other spices she couldn’t quite place.
“Next, eggs in pine nut sauce!”
Seika looked at the eggs and grabbed some chopsticks to lift one of them to her mouth, taking a bite. The sauce was sweet - an inherent sweetness of the pine nuts mingled with what she guessed was more honey, complementing the egg’s own taste.
“It’s good.” Seika said as she reached for the other egg.
She continued like that in silence, drinking the rest of her cup.
“All done?”
“Yep.”
“Good. The steak is about done, as well.”
Seika’s eyes widened and sparkled.
“We’re having steak?!”
***
After being made to black out for a while longer she was presented with even cuts of a steak. She observed her own hand pouring a dark sauce on top of it. Judging by the heat it gave off, the sauce was freshly made as well. It was served with a glass of red wine.
Oh, what’s this?
Minerva in her mind replied with a smug chuckle.
“Steak Sauce, as they make it back home!”
Seika pierced a piece of meat with a fork and chomped down on it. The sauce had a thick, sweet richness to it, similar to a barbecue sauce.
“ Juniper berries, pepper, cumin, olive oil, honey, starch, some reduced grape juice, and last but not least… garum!” Minerva proudly proclaimed in her mind as Seika ate.
The tired office worker nodded along.
“Hm, wait, what was that last one?”
“Right, you wouldn’t know what garum is… it’s a salty sauce made from fish. But I won’t go into the details while you eat.”
“Oh, that was what that jar full of fish and salt was for…?”
Seika pondered and realized that yes, it was probably best not to ask too many questions about how some foods were made.
“Don’t ask how the sausage is made and all that.”
Seika kept eating with a blissful expression. The past year was mostly convenience store food or instant ramen, so this was a rare luxury for her.
She indulged in the wine and enjoyed the moment, much to Minerva’s amusement - that much she could feel from the warmth her crystal spread in her core.
***
She was made to black out only one more time. This time something sat in front of her that looked a little like a cake. It was baked inside a little bowl, with a yellow-brown upper crust.
“Patina of pears!” Minerva announced the dish.
“Pears?”
Seika grabbed the provided fork and knife, cracking the crust and stirring the inside a little. It was like scrambled eggs, though a little firmer than that.
She brought the first bite to her mouth and was surprised by its sweetness, contrasted a little by some salty flavors, cumin and pepper intermingling.
“You may have guessed it, but this one also includes garum.”
“In a sweet dish?”
“Seika, dear, garum goes with everything! ”
Minerva’s triumphant laugh echoed in her mind.
“I left you the bottle on the kitchen counter. Try using it in the next few months in place of soy sauce, maybe!”
Seika couldn’t argue against that and kept eating. Before long, she was finished and utterly satisfied with her meal.
“One hell of a birthday meal. Thank you, Minerva.”
“Oh I’m by far not done with you today, Seika…”
Seika blinked in confusion - and blacked out again.
She found herself in the bathtub. Relaxing fumes entered her lungs with deep breaths and she let her head fall back against a blow-up pillow placed on the edge for her. She felt something moist on her face, which turned out to be a mask as she touched it. She closed her eyes again, letting the warmth fully permeate her body and her whole being.
“...thank you Minerva.” she mumbled.
“Of course, Seika! You’re my beloved partner in this world, so this is the least I could do.”
Seika opened her eyes again, groggily asking.
“Beloved…?”
“We are two sides of the same coin for as long as you carry me. We are the same person. To love myself is to love you.”
Seika mulled that thought over in her head before she chuckled.
“In that case I love you, too, partner.”
“Hopefully not more than you do that cute bartender girl.”
“Heh. Never.”
***
Seika continued her bath - in the middle Minerva took control of her arms, grabbing a massage roller and working on the poor office worker’s shoulders.
Seika let out some rather undignified noises during the whole process, blushing despite only Minerva being there to hear it.
After the massage it was time to dry herself off - she wanted to grab her underwear and shirt, but Minerva intervened to stop her.
“You should go to bed. Nude.”
Seika blinked in confusion, but obeyed for now. She arrived at her bed and laid down on her back, head resting on her pillow. Just as she noticed that there were water bottles, a vial of lube and her vibrator laid out on the bedside table, she could feel Minerva taking control again - over her entire body, while she let Seika feel everything. Her left hand trailed up her own thigh, then her hip, and finally rested on her breast, while her other hand kept rubbing up and down her inner thigh.
“This is a little awkward to ask… but may I make you masturbate?”
Seika’s cheeks burned and she looked at the ceiling, hesitating for a moment before she gave her answer.
“Sure.”
Minerva didn’t wait for another invitation. The hand on Seika’s breast tightened its fingers around her soft flesh and began a little massage. Seika’s breath caught in her throat. This was her hand - she could feel the sensation of her fingers against her breast - and also of her breast against her fingers. She was doing this to herself. But not having control over her own movements made every sensation much more intense.
She felt her index finger circling her nipple, running the fingertip over her areola while only occasionally bumping into the nipple itself. Every time she felt such a bump a little tingle went down her spine - the sheer anticipation of every irregular touch set her off more than the touch itself.
At the same time she caressed her inner thigh with more care. Her hand rubbed up and down, then stroked closer to her privates, but it missed them by a hair, instead circling over her pubic mound, stroking the little tuft of hair she kept.
Seika’s breath came a little heavier from the anticipation and she looked down - and in front of her mind’s eye she could see spectral arms merging with her own to guide her hands, as if Minerva was right behind her and guiding her.
And just like Minerva was behind her she whispered directly into Seika’s mind.
“Always so stressed with barely a minute to rest… your body screams for release. I bet you’d cum just from me putting your fingers inside…”
Seika bit her lower lip and clenched her eyes shut.
“Nh… I… yes… I haven’t done this in a few weeks… or months.”
She admitted while she tried to squirm to get her body closer to those hands - alas, everything below the neck belonged to Minerva right now.
“How desperate… you crave it, don’t you? Maybe I should make you beg?”
Seika gasped and shook her head.
“Come on… don’t be mean when it’s getting good…!”
Minerva chuckled in Seika’s mind, then she made the woman touch her own nipple, rubbing it and flicking it from side to side. Her lower hand got to work, too, as her index finger gingerly started to rub up and down her outer lips while the thumb gave her clit’s hood a little flick from time to time. A moan escaped Seika and her face took on a blissful expression.
“In truth you’re not the one who wants to be dominated, are you?”
“Nh… where… is that coming from?” Seika mumbled, letting the odd sensation of her own body being caressed by her own remote-controlled hands fully flood her senses.
“That bartender… you want to fuck her. You want to dominate her. But you still keep resisting her advances because you fear for her.”
“I don’t know what you’re… hnnnh!”
Seika moaned again as her middle finger probed her pussy and found it wet enough to slide two knuckles deep.
“You have a lot of thoughts about domination locked away in that head of yours…”
Her index finger joined her middle finger. She could feel her folds slightly widening while a wet heat embraced the skin of her digits.
“S-so what…? It’s not like I’ll ever… haah!”
She felt her left hand pinching her nipple - she rolled on her side, a leg angled and raised - it was like she could feel Minerva’s own body against her back, embracing her while their hands merged together to work Seika’s body.
Her clit was now peeking out from under its hood and her thumb immediately got to work caressing it as her two digits thrust rhythmically inside Seika’s damp hole.
“Go ahead… fantasize about her while I keep your hands busy. Imagine the pretty blonde in front of you, tied up. You have all the tools you could ever want at your disposal. What do you do?”
Seika’s lust-addled mind was racing. On one hand she didn’t want to fantasize about someone else while she effectively had sex with Minerva, but on the other, it appeared like Minerva was getting off to their little talk, so she humored her - as embarrassed as she felt about it.
“I’d… have her prone in front of me… or on all fours… doesn’t matter. I have her wear her hair in the ponytail she wears at the bar… hah!”
Seika twitched as Minerva cheekily bent her fingers, rubbing the rough texture of her upper vaginal walls and launching an intense firework of sensations from her nerves in there.
“Go on…”
“I… ah, fuck…” Seika huffed, attempting to collect her thoughts as the new sensations flooded over her.
“I’ll… mh… pull her ponytail. I want to take her with a strap-on. I want to kiss and bite her shoulders as I do her.”
“Sounds like one of your tamest fantasies.”
“Haha… want to start slow, you know? Ohh!”
Seika’s back arched as Minerva pumped her own fingers faster into her. From time to time she bent them, pushing into Seika’s sensitive spots, scraping along them while still pumping her fingers. Her thumb worked overtime circling her clit and Seika started to feel her head spin.
“You’re just too embarrassed to tell me the real depraved stuff you have in mind for her… but it’s alright, I won’t force you.”
Her other hand tugged her nipple to a length until it became painful, then released it. Other times it twisted, then it went back to flicking and circling.
All of these sensations combined flooded Seika’s every sense and reached a peak. The familiar feeling of an orgasm washed over Seika and she let out a loud moan - though this was quite different from how things usually went.
Seika would usually stop masturbating after reaching orgasm once - she was satisfied with that to take her mind off her stressful everyday life.
But Minerva had other plans.
She seemed dissatisfied with Seika’s ‘dry’ orgasm, so she kept going, even as an intense tingle still lingered all over her body.
“Hah… wait, I just… I‘m still cumming!” Seika complained, but it was no use. Minerva gave her clitoris and that sensitive, rough spot inside her even more attention.
She pumped Seika’s own fingers forcefully into her, with her only being able to moan in response as her brain was unable to keep up with the additional rush of stimulation.
She lay there, unable to resist Minerva’s further advances, whimpering, moaning and quietly swearing as another orgasm shook her body - and this time a small jet of clear fluid was ejected from her privates.
Only now Minerva let go of her body and Seika stared at the ceiling, catching her breath as a tingling numbness still washed over her body.
She slowly turned to the side of her bed and sat up, taking deep breaths. She noticed the bedside table - with its unused items.
“Drink some water. I’m not done with you.”
“Huh?”
Seika was lying on her back, legs spread. She inserted the freshly lubed vibrator inside herself - though it would be more accurate to say that Minerva did.
It was a rabbit vibrator, with a shaft and an external stimulator meant to work her clitoris at the same time. For now it was shut off, moved in and out by Seika’s hand.
She moaned, feeling the intruder spread her open - and as she looked between her legs she saw Minerva in her mind’s eye, one hand on the one that guided her vibrator, while she thrust her hips as if to simulate that those movements were her taking her partner with a strap-on.
The specter gave Seika a rather smug grin as their eyes met and turned the vibrator on, at a low setting for the moment. The toy’s vibration spread through Seika’s core, making it hard to concentrate on anything but her partner’s movements for now. Minerva timed her hip movements with every pump she had Seika’s hand do, accelerating as she thrust it deeper and quicker into her - or slowing down as she focused on pushing the rabbit-shaped stimulator against her clit. She made Seika squirm and moan either way, basking in the amount of control she held over her partner and her reactions.
Gradually, Minerva turned the strength of the vibrator up, eliciting a louder moan from Seika with every thrust of the toy inside her. The specter leaned in close, looking Seika deep in the eyes as she made her fuck herself rougher with the toy, still simulating hip thrusts in the same rhythm.
“You make such a cute face when you’re moaning, Seika.”
Minerva kept teasing her, getting closer as if she was kissing Seika - despite her only being an image projected by Seika’s mind.
Seika herself in the meantime was lost in utter bliss - her nerve ends were all tingling with excitement and she felt a big one coming again, moving her hips against the stimulation, now that Minerva allowed her that much freedom of movement.
Her mind went blank as she felt another orgasm wash over her - thick girlcum coated the vibrator and Minerva didn’t stop - Minerva never intended to stop. She continued to make Seika ravish herself for at least another hour…
***
In the end Seika was lying in bed, too exhausted to even pull the vibrator out of herself. It still churned her insides while gradually pushing itself out of her.
She weakly grabbed the water bottle off the nightstand and took deep gulps before she spoke.
“That… was amazing…” she managed to say, with her head still feeling like it floated in the clouds.
“ Now you can thank me for a wonderful birthday!”
Seika chuckled quietly to herself as she closed her eyes.
“Thank you for the wonderful birthday, Minerva…”
“Anything for my beloved other half.”