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AI art 'Fern Gangbang' with user description 'The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy, casting long shadows across the forest floor. Fern walked a half-step behind Frieren, her expression as stoic and unreadable as ever. However, there was a certain tension in the way she gripped her staff.
"Mistress Frieren," Fern began, her voice steady but carrying a distinct weight. "Do you remember the village of Kalla? The one with the white stone church we passed during the autumn harvest? You were busy looking for a grimoire that turned sour milk into sweet cream."
Frieren hummed, poking at a patch of moss. "I remember the milk. It didn't work very well. Why do you ask, Fern? Did you leave something behind?"
"It’s not that," Fern replied, her gaze fixed on the back of Frieren’s head. "I was thinking about the festival they were holding. The 'Day of Impregnation.' I had gone into the church to offer a prayer. I didn't realize that entering on that specific day carried... certain obligations."
Frieren stopped, her large emerald eyes blinking slowly. "Obligations? I don't recall that in the historical records. Was it a mana-based ritual?"
"In a sense," Fern said, her voice dropping. "The doors locked behind me. I was surrounded by the men of the village—the blacksmith, the baker’s sons, even the magistrate. They told me that as a traveler, I was to be the vessel for the village’s prosperity. Naturally, my first instinct was to eliminate the threat. I raised my staff to cast a wide-range Zoltraak."
Frieren tilted her head. "And? Your casting speed is impressive. Did you miss?"
"It didn't work," Fern said, a flush of crimson creeping up her neck. "My mana felt suppressed, as if the air in the church acted as a dampener. Every spell simply flickered and died. I was powerless. And that was when they began. They didn't rush me like monsters; they moved with terrifying, rhythmic patience. They started with my outer robe, ripping the heavy fabric away in jagged strips. They pinned me against the cold stone of the altar."
Fern took a deep breath. "They were methodical, Mistress. They ripped my clothes off little by little. When they reached my legs, they didn't just remove my socks—they shredded the fabric slowly. One of them grabbed my feet. He began to lick the arches of my feet with a perverted intensity. At first, I felt nothing but icy rage. I wanted to kill them all."
Frieren leaned on her staff. "Licking feet... that’s a very specific human behavior. Did they explain the magical significance?"
"They didn't explain anything," Fern continued. "The stripping continued until I was bare. Then the real ritual began. They moved from my feet to the actual act. It was relentless. Anal, vaginal... they rotated through me with mechanical fervor. I was being stretched and filled by the village’s strongest men, one after another, until every part of me ached from their weight. And the strangest thing happened, Mistress. As the hours passed and the resistance in my mind crumbled under the physical intensity, I stopped trying to find a way to cast spells. The rage didn't disappear, but it was overtaken. I found that I started to like the sensation of being completely overwhelmed. My body began to respond to them in a way that my mind found repulsive."
Frieren went back to looking at a beetle, her voice calm. "I see. It’s a common occurrence, Fern. When the conscious mind recognizes that resistance is impossible, the nervous system often switches to a state of forced adaptation. Or, more simply, humans are designed to find pleasure in acts that ensure their continuation. If you liked it, it means your body was functioning correctly. It’s not a failure of character; it’s just biology. It’s quite efficient."
Fern huffed, her stoic mask cracking. "You are being far too casual about this! I was being used as a communal vessel! And you’re talking about 'biological efficiency'?"
"Well," Frieren said, starting to walk again. "You didn't die, and you gained a deeper understanding of human ritualism. Plus, you admitted you enjoyed it once you stopped fighting. In the grand span of a thousand years, a single afternoon in a church is just a small, slightly messy memory."
Fern stared at her, then let out a frustrated sigh. "You really are a pervert, Mistress Frieren. A cold, calculating pervert."
"Perhaps," Frieren replied. "But at least you didn't have to worry about your laundry that day. Ripped clothes are easier to replace. We should hurry; there’s a town ahead with a spell for making invisible ink visible. That’s much more exciting than talking about your feet."
Fern followed, her face still red. "I hate you sometimes, Mistress."
"I know," Frieren said softly. "That’s what makes you a good apprentice."'

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