a/n: lessee, first published on Sat Jan 22 15:22:25 2011 according to green-oval dot net. took me long enough to post this part on ff because i just barely finished the draft for ep 10. yeah, i'm still working on this. even though madoka's long over. pity me and my obsessiveness.
— Ep 02 —
Madoka and Sayaka walked together with Mami amidst the rays of the late afternoon sun, headed for Mami's apartment. When they arrived, Madoka and Sayaka politely bowed before entering. As they stepped into the main living area, the young guests were fittingly impressed with her digs.
"Uwaa..." said Sayaka.
"What a pretty room!" said Madoka.
"Wow, so swank!" said Kyuubey, gawking around sparkly-eyed as though it were his very first time here. Which, it wasn't.
"Shut up, Kyuubey," said Mami.
The girls took off their shoes and put down their schoolbags as Mami exposited that she lived here alone, and welcomed them to feel at home.
"You live here by yourself? Cool!" Sayaka said giddily. "You're almost like Nagato from Haruhi! Except...well...you actually have emotions and stuff, ehehe!"
Such as they were, as she gazed back at her guests steadily. Anyhow—
Sayaka carried on, sounding as though she might wet herself with excitement any minute. "But, you're powerful, you've got your own place, you've already saved our lives once...cool, cool, cool! I feel like I'm in an anime!"
Madoka always felt slightly embarrassed when her friend started geeking out like this. "Anime are just on TV, Sayaka-chan," she laughed gently. "This is real life."
To borrow a line from Slappy Squirrel — Don't tell her. She might crack.
Sayaka felt a sudden, mischievous impulse. "Hey, mind if I take a peek in your side room here?" she said to Mami, indicating a door just off the entryway.
Mami was conciliatory. "Sure, go ahead."
"Maybe Madoka and I have been sleeping in there for the past three years, eh?" Sayaka chattered, throwing open the room for her and Madoka to see.
Not that she truly expected to see anything. Rather, just pretending for a small moment that a Madoka and a Sayaka from another timeline might have been resting inside, and actually opening the door to check, would have been fun enough for her.
So when Madoka's and Sayaka's eyes indeed fell upon another Madoka and another Sayaka, fast asleep in side-by-side futons in the middle of the room, it was a tad disconcerting.
"EEEEEEEEEHHHH⁈⁇" they both cried out.
Both the futons and their sleeping bodies on the floor then softly glowed, blurred, and faded away. Madoka and Sayaka turned in time to see a similar glow on Kyuubey's ear rings also fading away. Kyuubey looked up at them with his ever-present smile.
"Keeheehee! You girls are fun to tease," Kyuubey said happily.
Moments later, Kyuubey vanished in a flash of golden light. Madoka and Sayaka looked up to see the light that had been Kyuubey being sucked into a shining golden object that Mami held in her outstretched hand. As the light dimmed, the girls plainly saw a tiny Kyuubey appear within its interior, trapped and pounding away at the insides with his tiny forepaws.
"This is a Soul Gem," Mami explained. "It's created when a girl enters a contract and becomes a Puella Magi. It also doubles as a Pokeball for Kyuubey whenever he starts being a butt. That's something you'll want to remember if such a time comes when you have your own Soul Gem."
Madoka looked impressed. She gave Mami and her Soul Gem an adequately wide-eyed jiiii.
Sayaka, however, playfully smacked Madoka on the midsection with the back of her hand. Hard. Madoka squeaked like a chew toy.
"Seeee⁉ And you didn't think it was a weird Pokemon knockoff."
"Itta..." winced Madoka.
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A cup of tea and a slice of cake later, Mami sat idly spinning her Soul Gem on the table, with Kyuubey still inside, while offering up explanations as the others listened.
"The Soul Gem is the source of your magical power..."
The gem spun so fast that Kyuubey was just a white blur inside. Sayaka noted that Mami was pretty good at flicking her wrist to get a good, solid spin.
"...and it's also the symbol of the Puella Magi."
Mami laid her fingers on the gem, stopping it instantly. Kyuubey rattled and bounced around inside, until he too finally came to a stop.
"If you choose to accept a contract with Kyuubey..."
Mami flicked her wrist. Kyuubey became a white blur again as the gem spun steadily in place.
Madoka tried to listen to Mami's exposition; she was sure it was very important for her to hear. However, she was increasingly distracted by Kyuubey's plight inside the gem. Mami kept spinning and stopping the gem as she talked, and Kyuubey looked all the more sick and dizzy after each cycle, once he stopped bouncing around long enough for Madoka to see him clearly. That couldn't be comfortable. Yet Mami herself looked completely unconcerned about Kyuubey. Her face held its same, placid expression as she talked about wishes, witches, and the importance of the decision regarding the contract. Spin. Stop. Spin. Stop. Spin. Stop.
Madoka was beginning to feel a little sick and dizzy herself. "U-Um...Mami-san?" she cautiously interrupted.
Spin. "Yes, Kaname-san?" Stop.
"Don't you think it's time to let Kyuubey out of the gem, now?" she grinned shakily. Mami had spun up Kyuubey again even as she spoke. Madoka's poor little heart was cringing.
Mami gazed steadily back at Madoka, wearing that mysterious smirk of hers.
Stop.
Bounce, rattle, bounce. Flump.
Spin.
Mami offered her no reply. Madoka felt the silence getting uncomfortable.
Stop.
"Have you had enough tea, yet?" Mami casually said to her at last. Spin.
Madoka started to panic. "Eh⁉ Um! But! I—!"
Stop. Madoka could not tear her eyes away from the rattling Kyuubey. She forced herself to speak, though she wasn't sure what words were going to come out of her mouth.
"Y-Yes, I've had plenty of Kyuubey!" she bowed. "Thank you very tea!" she bowed again. "It was delicious! B-But! What about—⁉" she spluttered, pointing to Mami's gem, which Mami had spun up again.
Mami's face hadn't moved a muscle. Stop. "And you, Miki-san?" she said, moving her eyes to Sayaka. Spin.
"EH?" Madoka breathed in a tiny voice, now visibly squirming where she sat. She threw panicked glances back and forth between Sayaka and the Soul Gem.
Sayaka, though collected herself, was uncertain. "Uhh...I guess?" she answered Mami.
Stop. Mami paused. "Alright then," she said finally. Taking the gem into her hand, she held it out and released Kyuubey in a flashy glow of snazz. Kyuubey materialized on the table, then promptly yanked the lid off the teapot and vomited into it.
"Bllloorrgghghh!"
"He always does that afterwards," Mami said, resting her chin in her hand.
Kyuubey popped his face off the teapot and sat back down on the table, suddenly looking relaxed and happy. "Ahhh..." he sighed.
"And then he's perfectly fine," Mami added.
Madoka may as well have been wearing a sign that said, 'Goddamn, I'm Confused'. She stared at Kyuubey like an open-mouthed, clueless teenage girl. Which was something that came rather easily to her.
Sayaka smirked. "Eh, Madoka's one of those sensitive girls," she told Mami. "She can't bear to watch things sufferi — wait, wait, is the teapot actually glowing⁇"
Indeedy it was. Madoka's and Sayaka's eyeballs locked onto Mami's teapot, which now had a pale radiance emanating from it's open top and spout.
"Oh, that's my puke. It glows," Kyuubey said merrily. "Ain't I somethin'?"
Sayaka couldn't resist a look-see. The pale radiance illuminated her face amidst the darkening twilight of the room as she peered inside.
"Whoaaa...It's like, beautiful, yet...disgusting..." she said, morbidly entranced. She then slid the teapot over to Madoka. "Have a look?"
Madoka yelped and instantly averted her eyes.
"Well, if you want to go on a witch hunt with me, you're gonna see things plenty more disgusting than that," Mami said pleasantly.
"Where did the witches come from, anyway?" Sayaka asked.
"I don't know too much myself, but that isn't what's most important. The witches are beings of pure malice. We know they only want to spread sorrow and despair. We know we can't allow innocent people to be hurt by them. And we also know that they are witches because they weigh the same as a duck," she finished, her placid expression broadening into a true smile.
Three blank stares met her from Madoka, Sayaka, and Kyuubey. Several ticks of a clock echoed through the long, empty silence.
"...Right. Ahem," said Mami at last, putting her sempai face back on.
"A wish, huh...?" Madoka said softly, looking down pensively at her empty cake plate on the table.
Sayaka glanced at her, then at Kyuubey. "Hey! We can wish for anything we want, right?"
"Yep! Anything at all!" Kyuubey said brightly. "Just try to keep it legal, eh? You girls are still underage, you know!"
"Then can I wish for more wishes?"
Kyuubey didn't miss a beat. "Yep! But for every wish you make, another one of me will pop into existence to keep you company! Just think! There could be hundreds of me all around you, alllll the time! Eheehee! It kinda sounds like fun!"
Sayaka cringed. "Ehhh...well then what if I wished for more wishes but without another one of you appearing after every wish?"
"Then all your other wishes after the first one would be limited to ice cream, candy, or Digimon stickers."
Sayaka was getting annoyed. "Okay then, what if I wished for more wishes without more copies of you appearing after each wish AND being able to wish for more than just ice cream, candy, or Digimon stickers⁇"
"Then the universe might implode."
"What⁉ Why⁇"
"I said 'might'. Wanna try it and find out?" Kyuubey said cheerfully.
Sayaka clenched her fists. "OKAY! Then what if I wished for more wishes without more copies of you appearing and being able to wish for more than just ice cream, candy, or Digimon stickers WITHOUT the universe imploding⁈⁇"
"Then you would become likened to a god. At which point you wouldn't need any more wishes!"
Sayaka's brain went floop. "Whoaaaah..." she breathed, awestruck with the thought of possibly becoming a god. For four seconds her face remained in 'Whoaaah' mode. She then thumped Twintails on the shoulder. "Whaddya think, Madoka? Wanna worship me for all eternity?" she grinned.
Madoka's reply was instant. "Mm-mm!" she refused, shaking her head emphatically.
"But then if you became as a god," Kyuubey continued, "you'd have to deal with some heavy competition from a certain girl named Haruhi!"
Sayaka stopped. Her face turned deeply contemplative. "Oh yeah, that's right..." she said matter-of-factly.
She took that seriously⁇ Madoka thought to herself.
"As kindly as I think of you, Miki-san, if you wished to become a god, I'd have to count myself among the heretics," Mami said, still wearing her standard smirk.
"I wonder if there's anything I could think of to wish for," Madoka said softly.
"How about penises?" Kyuubey chimed. "Either of you girls ever wonder what it would be like to have a penis?"
Two seconds later, Kyuubey was pounding the insides of Mami's Soul Gem again, like a Miyako who'd been banished from the dinner table. Mami spun 'im up.
"You do that so well," Sayaka said, staring fixedly at the spinning gem. Her fingers were itching to have a go at it herself, thought she knew it might be a lot to ask to handle Mami's Soul Gem. "M-Might I try it?" she asked a bit shyly.
Mami stopped it. Kyuubey rattled. "A Puella Magi's Soul Gem is a personal and intimate part of herself," she explained calmly. "To allow someone else to touch it would be the same as allowing someone else to touch her on her breast." She held out the Soul Gem to Sayaka. "Would you like to touch me on my breast?"
Sayaka recoiled, blushing nervously. "Ehh, that's okay then. I'll pass."
She watched Mami spin up Kyuubey again. So does that mean she's been fondling herself all this time, right in front of us? Sayaka wondered silently.
"Mmmm..." Mami sighed pleasantly, still smirking.
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The next morning, as Madoka and Kyuubey met up with Sayaka and Hitomi on their way to school...
"Wait, what?" Sayaka blurted in her thoughts. "You mean we can talk to each other just by thinking?"
"Yep!" Kyuubey thought-answered. "Courtesy of me acting as relay. Ain't magic some shit?"
Sayaka beamed. "Awesome!" She shot Madoka and Kyuubey a thumbs-up. Madoka tentatively raised a thumbs-up in return, wearing an embarrassed grin while bubbling a small "Ehehe..." in her thoughts.
Hitomi gave them both an odd look.
As Madoka caught up to them, Sayaka continued eyeing her knowingly. Sweetly. Lustfully.
Okay, maybe not lustfully. Not yet, anyway.
And maybe not sweetly, either. Still, as Sayaka and Madoka continued in their telepathic yakking, Hitomi the outsider couldn't escape the impression that they were intently making eyes at each other.
"Heh...if nobody can see him, we could get Kyuubey to do all kinds of things in the classroom," Sayaka thought devilishly.
"Like pick up trash!" Madoka piped up.
Sayaka's face fell. "Ehh?" she deadpanned.
"Well...you know," Madoka continued uncertainly, "the trash would be like...floating in midair...and when it puts itself in the trash can...everyone would like...freak out, or...something..." She finally trailed off under Sayaka's non-laughing face.
"I was thinking of something more like putting a tack on Homura-tan's chair."
"Oh," Madoka thought. In spite of her sweet heart, she couldn't help being amused by the idea. She started giggling a bit.
"Or erasing the teacher's whiteboard during the lesson. Like she'll be writing along like usual...when suddenly, erase-erase-erase!"
Now they were just being dorks. Still, they both burst into a fit of giggles at the thought.
"Madoka-san, Sayaka-san," Hitomi suddenly interrupted, "you both have been so quiet this morning. And gazing into each other's eyes...even giggling together with knowing looks! Is something going on between you two?" Hitomi's eyes then widened as she was hit with realization. "D-Don't tell me that...that you two have—!"
Sayaka thought a quick "Ne, Madoka, play along with me on this, 'kay?", to which Madoka replied with a "'Kay," before Sayaka admitted to Hitomi:
"Yeah. We fucked last night."
"EEEEHHH!⁇" screamed Madoka, flushing red and instantly deciding not to play along after all.
Hitomi, however, appeared to have no reaction. She merely stood in place and did a lot of blinking.
"Oh. Is that all," she finally said. "Sou des' ne..."
Hitomi's body hit the walkway. She'd fainted dead away.
"Hi-Hi-Hitomi-chan!" Madoka cried, rushing to kneel at her side.
"Whoa crap," said Sayaka.
"Hitomi-chan! Hitomi-chan!" Madoka called to her, but got no response. Madoka threw a glance up at Sayaka. "Why did you say that, Sayaka-chaaan⁉" she whined.
"Well I didn't think she'd react like that!"
"Hoo! You girls are fun! Is it like this every morning?" chirped Kyuubey.
"Shut it!" spat Sayaka.
"Can you use your magic to help her?" Madoka pleaded to Kyuubey.
"Only if you want that to be your wish!" Kyuubey replied happily.
The normally-kind Madoka punched Kyuubey off her shoulder. Kyuubey said "Boof!"
Being young-and-stupid teenage girls without much life experience, they were at a loss over what to do.
"Wh-What are we gonna do?" said Sayaka unnecessarily. Ahem. The writer already said that.
"Uhh...uhh...!" said Madoka, starting to panic.
"We're going to be late for school..." Sayaka took a couple of steps away.
"Whaat⁈ Y-You can't just walk off and leave her here!"
Sayaka stopped.
"...I can't?" she said hesitantly.
"No! Take some responsibility for fucking me!"
Actually, Madoka had meant to say, 'Take some responsibility for saying that you fucked me', but, well...
"...I didn't mean that quite the way that sounded," Madoka replied quietly to Sayaka's stupefied face.
The girls tried to revive Hitomi by gently slapping her cheeks while calling her name. They tried splashing her face with water from the stream beside the walkway. They tried tickling her. They tried flipping her skirt up while announcing loudly that her panties were showing...well, Sayaka tried it, anyway. Madoka slapped Sayaka's hand away from Hitomi's skirt.
"Let's take her to the school nurse!" Madoka said. Duh, finally, Miss Class Health Officer.
"But who's gonna carry her?"
Madoka strapped Hitomi on her back and made a valiant effort to lift her up. Madoka fell on her face.
Sayaka managed to take a few unsteady steps with Hitomi on her back before nearly dropping her.
"I never knew she was so heavy," Sayaka panted.
"I think it's just that we're not very strong," Madoka lamented.
And with that, Madoka was awarded a Digimon sticker saying 'Good Job!' from the writer.
"Well we gotta do something!" Madoka cried. She leapt to her feet. Tearing off the Digimon sticker, she picked up half of Hitomi by her deodorized armpits. "Maybe I can carry her like this, and then you can carry her feet, and then together we can—"
"Hey, waitaminnit. That gives me an idea," Sayaka said.
Moments later, standing on the edge of the shallow stream, Madoka and Sayaka lugged Hitomi's sagging body between them, about to toss her in for what they hoped would be a refreshing dunk.
"I-I-I don't think we should be doing this!" Madoka jittered.
"Got any better ideas?" Sayaka returned. "'Kay, on three! One!"
"Uuuu..."
"Two!"
"Gomen nasai gomen nasai—"
"Three!"
"GOMEN NASAI HITOMI-CHAAAAN!"
BLOOSH.
Rolling a 00 on 2d10, Hitomi managed to avoid bashing her head against a sharp jagged rock or inhaling two lungfuls of water and drowning in the shallow streambed. If the powers that be never watched over the stupid, moeshit just wouldn't be as much fun anymore.
Hitomi gasped and spluttered to life. The girls quickly helped her out of the water and stood her up on the walkway, fervently asking if she was all right. Hitomi merely dripped soggily, her mind going back to why she had passed out in the first place.
"You two...you two really have...but I don't..."
Sayaka tried to put her at ease. "Hitomi, it was only—"
"One time⁇" Hitomi cried. "Is that what you're trying to say? That it's no big deal because it was only one time? You can't make light of it that way!" She paused. "You two really are on a whole new level now, aren't you..." she trailed off mournfully.
Sayaka and Madoka were at a loss. "Uhh..." Sayaka mumbled.
"But I...I don't want to be left out..." Hitomi went on. She clasped her hands and lifted her voice in renewed whininess. "I know it may just seem selfish of me, and, and I don't want to get in your way, and, but...I don't want to be left behind, either! I mean, we're all still good friends, aren't we? And, and if you guys are willing to go so far as to...then maybe I could...maybe I think I'd also like to try...e-even though I may not be as experienced as you two are..."
Madoka and Sayaka blushed hard, fearing where this was headed.
"...a-and even if I wasn't raised to believe this way," Hitomi continued convincing herself, "still...for our friendship, and because you two already have and I love and respect you both, then maybe it'd be okay for me, too...that is, if you'll have me..."
"Hitomi..." Sayaka tried again.
Hitomi suddenly broke off and unzipped her schoolbag, reaching inside. "A-A-And I could even bring things like these along! You know, to make the experience better?" From her nondescript bag she began pulling out fistfuls of sex toys — dildoes, vibrators, butt plugs, nipple clamps, anal beads, and a number of other items that Madoka and Sayaka had no idea what they were or how they could possibly be used on the female body. "I have lots and lots of practice using them!" Hitomi beamed. "It's kinda my own little hobby...I could even teach you how to get the most mind-blowing orgasms out of them, if you like! That is, if you don't know how already..."
This was certainly a new side of Hitomi that Madoka and Sayaka had never known about before. Nor had they wanted to know.
"Wa-wa-wa-wa..." shuddered Madoka.
"So please! Please let me join in your fucking and sucking, too! At least let me try! You don't even have to love me, if both of you only have hearts for each other. You can both just use my body if you want! I just don't want to be left all alone—"
Sayaka held out both hands. "Hitomi!"
"Eh?"
"It was just a joke!"
Hitomi paused, confused. "...Huh?"
"When I said Madoka and I fucked last night...I was just kidding."
"...You mean...you're really not...?"
Hitomi looked to Madoka. Madoka shook her head.
A very long silence hung between the three girls as Hitomi glanced from Sayaka to Madoka and back again while the truth slowly sank in. No one moved. The sex toys remained in plain sight between them, resting in Hitomi's young hands. Other Mitakihara girls passing them by on their way to school were giving them lots of strange looks.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hitomi suddenly laughed far too eagerly. In the space of the next two seconds she had stuffed all her toys back into her bag, zipped it up, and slung it back over her shoulder. She then cast her gaze up into the sky. "Well! It sure is a lovely morning, isn't it⁉ The sky is so beautiful and clear, the water from the stream so refreshing, and I'm walking to school together with my two best friends!" She then spun on her heel and happily marched forward, bursting into song: "A-ru-kou! A-ru-kou! Watashi wa gen—"
She froze mid-stride.
"UWAAAAAAAAA!" she suddenly bawled, running away fast and hard. Too fast and hard. She quickly tripped and fell on her breasts.
"Hitomi!"
"Hitomi-chan!"
They both ran up to her and peeled her wet self off the stone slabs, sitting her up. Hitomi was in tears. On top of that, her uniform was now muddied. Hitomi wished she could start this day over — only next time she'd leave the trappings of her perverted self behind at home.
Sayaka looked upon Hitomi with a face full of reassurance and understanding. "It's all right, Hitomi...we're your friends. We won't tell anyone," she said bracingly. Madoka nodded in agreement alongside her.
Hitomi sniffled. "...Th..thank you," she sobbed.
Together they helped Hitomi to school and got her cleaned up as best they could at the nurse's office. D'awww. Now aren't you glad for just that small bit of moe? Or would you rather see Hitomi and Madoka fucking each other with one of those double-ended dildos? Meh, in this fic Madoka's not quite ready to be raped by other girls while lying locked in a naked, sweaty embrace. At least not yet. Besides, Hitomi x Madoka = fail.
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At school, Madoka and Sayaka continued chatting over the telepathic psywaves. They were pleasantly surprised to learn that Mami could join in with them as well. Yet it wasn't long before Sayaka thought to raise a concern.
"Waitaminnit, does this mean everybody's gonna hear my private thoughts?" she said.
"It's not like that," Kyuubey said lightly. "It's more like we're just having a conversation but without actually talking to each—"
"But even if we're just talking like this and then I suddenly think 'penis', all of you are gonna hear it, right?"
"Sure," Kyuubey yapped. "If you think it out loud."
Madoka flushed at her desk. "S-Sayaka-chan..." she thought in a nervous smile.
"And why exactly would you suddenly think, 'penis', Miki-san?" Mami asked calmly.
"Well, you never know...something random might just pop into my head like 'penis' or 'scrotum' or 'testicles'..."
"A...Anno..."
Mami twitched an eyebrow. "Okay kiddies, let's keep it—"
"Or what about mental images? Do mental images pass through this telepathy thing, too?"
This hadn't occurred to Mami before. "I've never really tried—" she started to say —
— when Sayaka imagined a picture in her head of a huge, thick, erect penis. "Like right now...can you guys see—"
Three voices spoke into Sayaka's head at once.
Madoka. "WAH!"
Mami. "Miki-san!"
Kyuubey. "Whoaaa, nelly!"
The penis faded from Sayaka's mind. "See⁇ So now it's like I won't have any privacy!"
"Well, you can always think about that some other time," Mami chided. "We are at school, you know."
"Yeah but, what if some good-looking guy walks by, and then suddenly this pops into my head?" Sayaka quickly glanced about, and finding the first good-looking young bishie, immediately imagined him naked and masturbating.
"AH! Awawa—!"
"Kindly quit putting penises into my mind, Miki-san."
The bishie in her head kept right on fapping furiously. Sayaka seemed to be spacing out.
"Miki-san!" Mami said again.
Sayaka's bishie came in a spectacular spurt. Milky man-juice gushed out from the head, throb after throb.
Madoka was torn. She wanted desperately to avert her mind from the eruptions...and yet...her body would not allow her to look away. She sat at her desk and did more red-faced blushing.
"Yoo-hoooo, Sayaka..." Kyuubey called.
Sayaka suddenly snapped to. "Eh? Wha?" Her bishie and all related semen vanished.
"This isn't the internet, Miki-san," Mami frowned. "Control yourself."
Sayaka felt hot. She shifted her legs. "Aw, shit. Now I'm all squishy."
"You sure are obsessed with male reproduction today, Sayaka! Are you ovulating?" Kyuubey chattered.
Madoka, however, now seemed engaged in a hormonal struggle of her own.
"N-No...I musn't think it..."
"Kaname-san?" Mami asked. "Something wr—"
But try as Madoka might, she could not stop the memory in her head from floating into the forefront of her consciousness...the memory of her dream from yesterday, where she awoke from bed to find herself suddenly a lot more masculine. A vision of her own body appeared, as though she were looking down at herself from behind her own eyes. The colors were subdued in the intimate, early morning light filtering through the curtains of her bedroom. Pink pajamas. White cotton panties. Stiff penis where her vagina used to be.
Sayaka's mind jolted. "WHOA! M-M-Madoka⁇"
"Holy Mother of Futa!" Kyuubey grinned.
Mami rested her chin in her hand. "Et tu, Kaname-san?"
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Madoka cried. She tried to erase the image from her thoughts...only to find that it was quickly replaced by an identical image, coming from Sayaka. Having latched onto the fantasy, Sayaka then imagined a pink-sleeved arm moving into the picture. A small, delicate hand grasped the shaft and gently squeezed, then slowly began gliding up and down along its firmness.
"EEEHH⁉ S-Sayaka-chan! What are you doing!⁇" Madoka squealed.
Sayaka's thoughts sounded utterly spaced. "Sorry...I can't help it...Madoka-chan..." She began scooting about oddly in her chair.
"Ahahaha! You sure you girls don't wanna wish for penises?" Kyuubey chirped brightly.
Madoka's hand pumped faster and faster on her rod in Sayaka's fantasy, her hips now thrusting and tensing rhythmically, sending pulses of pleasure throughout her small frame. Another pink-sleeved hand moved into the scene and began fondling and squeezing her breasts. The real Madoka felt as though she were watching a video of kittens being boiled.
Mami mentally sighed. "Does Mommy need to have Kyuubey put away the telepathy toys?"
Sayaka abruptly got up from her desk. "Um, be right back. I gotta go to...the library! There's this book I wanted to check out!" She hastened to the classroom door. "But don't anybody follow me! Turn off the telepathy thing or whatever, okay⁉" Exiting the room, she then hotfooted it down the hallway. The fantasy of fapping Madoka soon became indistinct, then vanished. The reader may now cry or rage because there was no Madicka jizz, if the reader so chooses.
"She's out of range," Kyuubey informed the others.
Madoka was quivering. "...'-chan'...'-chan'...S-She never calls me '-chan'..." she thought falteringly. "But she did when she was thinking about...when she was thinking about...w-wha-what does this mean? What does this mean, Mami-san⁇"
"Don't ask me, she's your friend," came Mami's annoyed response.
Sayaka returned a few minutes later, just in time before class was to begin. She looked relieved, though also embarrassed, and she settled herself back into her desk with barely a sound.
"Aaaand she comes back without a book," Kyuubey smirked mentally at her.
"Feel better, Miki-san?" Mami chimed in.
"Shut it."
Sayaka chanced a backward look at Madoka. Madoka had her bright red face buried on her desk. She hesitatingly peeked an eye out at Sayaka through her fingers.
Sayaka's thoughts felt atypically flustered and moody. "Relax, Madoka. It was just the hormones talking," she thought grumpily as she faced forward again.
"Okay. I-I-If you say so..."
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And then a lot of other shit happened, but the slow-ass writer couldn't parody it all in time before Episode 3 came out. Suffice to say that during the witch hunt, Sayaka went batshit, Homura struck out, and Mami stayed on top of things, but Madoka's usefulness in battle was sketchy. Cut to the girls walking home after the end of the episode — action.
As their shoes clacked along on the sidewalk in the early evening, no one talked much. Mami knew it was a lot for them to take in, and she gave them their space. Presently, however, the others saw that Madoka was crying softly to herself. Madoka couldn't help recalling the scene in her mind where she had witnessed the woman jumping off the building and nearly falling to her death.
"You okay, Madoka?" asked Sayaka.
"That woman..." Madoka sniffled. "If we hadn't been there, then right now she'd be...she would be..." Her voice quavered harder as she trailed off.
Sayaka clapped a manly hand on Madoka's shoulder, throwing Madoka slightly off balance. "Don't worry about it too much," Sayaka said hearteningly. "After all, thousands of people all over the world commit suicide every day."
Madoka's waterworks burst wide open. "UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The outburst caught Sayaka off guard. "Eh? Um!" she said, scrambling to think of a corrective maneuver. "Well...l-look at it this way!" she went on, trying to sound cheerful. "If we become Puella Magi, then we can be the ones who help save people from trying to hurt themselves, too!"
"...Really?" Madoka sobbed.
"Yep, yep," Sayaka continued, standing proud and folding her arms. "And with three of us on the job, we can do a lot more rescuing, and a lot more spreading around of love and hope!"
Madoka appeared to recover a little. At Sayaka's words, a small ray of hope entered into her own heart as well.
"Of course, they'd probably have to be somewhere in our own town for us to help them," Sayaka stopped to consider, more to herself than to anyone else. "If someone were about to commit suicide in some far-off country, I guess we couldn't do anything about that. They'd be a goner."
"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Mami laid a hand on Sayaka's shoulder. "It's time for you to stop talking," she said.
— Ep 02 End —
p.s.
lol "a Madoka and a Sayaka from another timeline"
lol tummypunch "smacked Madoka on the midsection"
lol Kyuubeys "hundreds of me all around you"
lol wishes "becoming a god"
no one here's gonna believe i wrote this in january