A Witch’s Comeuppance (Soul Eater)

A Witch’s Comeuppance (Soul Eater)

A/N: A Witch's Comeuppance was a one-shot commission originally written back in March of 2019. Posting it up now for people to enjoy!

Summary: Medusa resurfaces, intending to take Crona and reforge him into a weapon for her. But she bites off far more than she can chew when she threatens his new friends.

Themes: Rough Sex, Mind Break, Big Dick

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It was a quiet night at the Death Weapon Meister Academy, otherwise known as the DWMA for short. At least, it was a quiet night for one Crona, who was fast asleep in his bed. The young Sword Master had been almost happy of late, everything going much better than it had any right to. He was making friends, and he was... content, if not exactly ecstatic.

But of course, all good things have to come to an end, don't they? As Crona slumbers, a dark shadow begins to take shape in the corner of his room. Bit by bit, something, no, someone begins to rise from the darkness, forming out of seemingly nothing. This someone then steps forward, revealing straw-blonde hair and feminine features as she looks down upon her son.

Medusa Gorgon sniffs daintily, staring down upon Crona's sleeping form with disdain. Then, she reaches out, and with a twist of her power, the witch captures Crona in shadowy bondage, lifting him up out of his bed and waking him as he cries out in pain and discomfort.

"Shush child. Calm yourself. It's not like anyone can hear you anyways~"

Crona's struggles cease for a moment as he freezes up and just stares at her in fresh, dawning horror. The boy is surprised to see his mother again, of course, given the hand he'd played in defeating her. And terrified, for similar reasons.

"Y-You... go away! I don't want anything to do with you anymore!"

It's a testament to how far Crona has come that he's even able to get those words out. They still come tumbling out sounding quite whiny, rather than overly confident. Still, Ragnarok, his Demon Sword, is there to back him up.

"Yeah! Crona is mine! Get out of here, you hag!"

Medusa's casual smirk becomes a crazed grin in an instant, and a vector arrow suddenly slams into the wall behind Crona's head, the line cutting his cheek as it flits past.

"It seems my tool has gotten uppity! And you ARE my tool, the both of you! You will always be my tools, it's why you were born in the first place!"

Another two vector arrows slash out, and Crona shouts in agony as they cut into him, his own mother beginning to torture him. Ragnarok feels it as well, grimacing even as he tries his damnedest to break free. But neither of them are any match for Crona's mother. Medusa is not a witch so easily trifled with, and right now she has absolute control over the situation at hand.

"All you had to do was obey me, sweet Crona. But instead, you betrayed me. My own weapon, turning and cutting the woman who forged it. How could this be? But don't worry... once you break, I will build you back up into exactly what I need you to be. You will be my weapon once again, soon enough."

And then the crazed witch settles in and goes about carrying out her threat. Her words about no one being able to hear them are proven true in short order, because no one ever comes as minutes turns into hours. Several hours go by as Medusa tortures her own son, hurting Crona in every possible way she can. And yet, he does not break. The young man has grown strong in her absence. He's made friends while she's been away.

This realization, that it's the bonds he's made with others that give him strength... it's what Medusa needs to finally know how to break him. Crona is covered in blood by this point, as is his bed. His pajamas are cut to ribbons and barely maintaining his modesty, let alone covering his body at this point. And yet, still he has not broken. Medusa can feel it. He's still fighting her, still holding her back. He hasn't begged for mercy, not even once.

She needs a final push, and she thinks she has it. Drawing Crona close to her, using the vector arrows littering his body to reel her son in, Medusa places a hand around the boy's thin neck and forces him to look into her eyes. Reaching out with her other hand, she slowly caresses his bloodied cheek.

"Crona... sweet Crona. Imagine the fun we'll have once you're mine again. Wouldn't it be better to just... break? Become my weapon, and I will no longer have reason to hurt you. Instead, you will hurt others. Doesn't that sound fun? You and Ragnarok will kill MILLIONS for me. Mm, and all while I'm playing with that stupid little chit, Maka."

Crona's eyes widen and for the first time in hours, Medusa sees some life in them. He may not have been listening before, but he is now. Grinning evilly, the witch presses on this particular button as hard as she can.

"Oh? Did you think I didn't know what my sweet baby boy has been getting up to while I was gone? Maka Albarn... I should pay her a visit, once I'm done with you."

For the first time in a long while, Crona struggles anew. His struggling isn't any more effective than before, but it shows just how much he cares. Medusa lets out a breathy sort of giggle and turns her caress of his cheek into a gripping of his jaw.

"Or perhaps... I'll have you do it. Would you like that, my baby boy? Come back to me. When you break, after I've reforged you into my weapon, the first I shall turn you on is that bitch, Maka. You'll go to her as a friend... and then you'll do the most vile of things to her. You'll rape her. You'll tear her to pieces. You'll destroy her. It will be... fantastic."

Crona is hyperventilating now, and Medusa can't help but feel that he's close. Then, quite suddenly, he goes limp, and Medusa blinks in surprise. Ragnarok, meanwhile, goes stiff.

"... Oh, you've done it now."

That's the last thing the Demon Sword says before vanishing. Medusa furrows her brow, trying to figure out what's happening. But then she decides, ultimately, this must be her victory, right? She's done it. She's broken her son and is going to get her weapon back. Pulling her vector arrows from his flesh, Medusa watches with glee as Crona rises despite his wounds, showing an indomitable will. Cackling, Medusa spreads her arms wide as he steps off the bed towards her.

"Yes! There you are! You have finally awoken, my Kishin, my-MMPH!"

She's stopped quite suddenly when Crona plants a hand over her mouth and slams the witch up against the nearest wall. Medusa's eyes widen, and for a moment, she's so stupefied that she doesn't even defend herself, instead staring into Crona's cold eyes.

"You will not hurt Maka."

His voice is equally cold, and a moment later, something happens, something changes within him even further. His skin turns pitch black, the same color as the black demonic blood that flows through his veins, that SHE gave him. And then there's a ripping sound as the last remnants of his dignity are destroyed by something growing down between his legs.

Both Crona and Medusa stare down at the effeminate boy's crotch, where a massive girth, the biggest cock either of them has ever seen, is still rising, still growing, still hardening. His pajama bottoms have given up the ghost, leaving him completely exposed to his mother, his giant phallus rising to prod against her belly as he holds her up against the wall.

"... Now look what you've gone and done, mother. I hope you plan to fix this."

Medusa's eyes are wide as she sputters behind her son's hand, but he's so much stronger now. Stronger than she ever could have imagined. Even as she struggles to break free, he isn't letting her. Even as the witch pulls on her power to beat him back... it sputters out, as if fleeing from the monster before her like she herself wants to. Crona grins, seeming to sense the change.

"Feeling... powerless, mother?"

Reaching up with his free hand, Crona doesn't wait for a response before grabbing the front of Medusa's dress and ripping it off of her body. The rest of her clothes go with it, leaving her sexy, voluptuous form on full display. From her large breasts to her thin waist and wide hips, she certainly looks like a MILF, once you removed the dark, witchy clothing.

"You no longer belong to my mother. You are MINE now."

Eruka just nods rapidly in agreement, not wanting to anger him any further, not wanting to get on his backside. Unfortunately for her, she's already on his bad side. Crona's cock comes up, and a moment later he slams Eruka down onto his member, impaling her cunt with his big, fat dick and slamming home into her womb, just as he'd done with Medusa before her.

She squeals like a stuck pig, shrieking in pain and agony as he bulges out of her belly. But while Medusa was a natural masochist whore, Eruka has to be molded into one. Luckily, he's got plenty of his blood circulating through her system now, and all of that is more than capable of changing some pain into pleasure for the captured witch.

Leaning forward, Crona sucks on Eruka Frog's tits so hard that she fears he'll tear them off. The gnawing and biting and squeezing don't help that fear all that much either, but she can't do much beyond let him have his way with her, as it is. He fucks her cunt and she cums around his cock, her eyes soon rolling back in her head, though her tongue isn't QUITE wagging out of her mouth yet.

This wasn't what Eruka expected to find. She'd thought that either the boy was holding up surprisingly well, or that Medusa was taking her time like the sadist that she was. Instead, it seemed that the other witch had unlocked something inside of Crona, something dark and powerful, and far more evil than Medusa or Eruka could ever hope to be.

In the end, all she can really do is submit to this new power. Crona holds all the cards, has all the strength, all the might now. Fighting him when he's already chewed Medusa Gorgon up and spat her back out would be utterly pointless. And... it does feel good to submit. Not that Eruka knows this is mostly because of the black blood now suffusing her body, warping her thoughts, making her into Crona's perfect servant, his ever-loyal slave.

When he cums inside of her, she feels absolutely stuffed. And then, he pulls out of her cunt and Eruka Frog finds out the true meaning of 'stuffed' as he spins her about and impales her ass on his cock, putting her in the same position as they'd found Medusa in. Eruka's eyes bulge out of her skull, and her she screams anew with fresh pain, but that pain is soon translated to pleasure as well, and the anal plundering she's receiving isn't so bad after all.

Her orgasms wrack her body, a chain of them rushing through her, and it's all Eruka can do not to lose her mind right then and there. Is that what happened to Medusa? Had she lost her mind sometime in the last twenty-four hours of nonstop fucking? Looking down at the twitching, broken form of her former superior, Eruka licks her lips and decides not to fight back so much. She won't HAVE to break if she just submits.

Of course, this is playing right into Crona's hands. He wants her subservience, and he will stop at nothing to get it. By choosing to bend rather than break, Eruka simply breaks all the faster as the pleasure continues to overwhelm her mind, until the witch can think of nothing but her new master's big fat cock rearranging her insides. And he very much is rearranging her insides. Again, and again, his massive length fills Eruka's bowels, pounding up into her, stretching her wide to the point of gaping.

By the time he pulls out, he's cum inside of her ass twice, and Eruka herself has climaxed at least two dozen times from the butt-fucking she's received. Yet, she's not nearly as bad off as Medusa when Crona finally drops her onto the floor on her face. In fact, she's even still capable of speech, whimpering as she keeps herself face down, ass up, enjoying the feel of the cool air on her tenderized back door.

"You've... you've t-turned my ass inside out master... s-so cruel..."

She mewls and wiggles her butt, subconsciously wanting more despite her words. But Crona is already ignoring her, in favor of Mizune, who up until this point, could only watch on in horror as he used his massive phallus on Eruka Frog, just as he had on Medusa Gorgon. Crona, meanwhile, stares curiously at the Mizune in front of him as he pulls her off the ground.

This was the five younger Mizune of the Mizune Family, currently in their combined form. They'd already tried splitting up in order to escape his grasp, but of course, he hadn't allowed that. They were going to be trapped as one Mizune for as long as Crona wanted, and it was not yet his will that they split up, so stay together they were.

Unlike Eruka, however, the Mizune are not necessarily cowards. In fact, in their combined form, they're actually more confident than usual. Five minds are better than one after all, and with five witches inside of her, Mizune feels strong, even as she remains trapped in Crona's grasp.

"You won't get away with this, you know. Release me, or you will bring the wrath of the Mizune Family down upon your head."

Crona hums at this for a moment, and then reaches up with a real hand to grab at her clothes, tearing them from her body garment by garment, just as he had with Medusa and Eruka before her. Mizune cries out in anger, cursing at him and struggling in his grip. But the black blood surrounding Crona had her held fast, and there was nothing she could do to fight back as he grabbed at her large tits and squeezed them with both hands around the base, sucking on one and then the other to his heart's content.

She hated it, but she also enjoyed it. It wasn't often that the five younger Mizune got to enjoy the attentions of a boy, and yet here they were, being molested and lavished with such attention by this one, right here. It felt good, to be acknowledged as a woman... however, it did NOT feel good to have him spin them around, bend their combined form over, and slam home into their cunt in one smooth motion.

As Mizune shrieks from the pain of having Crona's massive cock rob her combined form of it's virginity in the same thrust that sees his dick slamming home into her womb directly, Crona himself doesn't let up for even a moment. He fucks Mizune as hard as he can, vicious in his rape of her, never once stopping as he pounds her again and again from behind.

In the meantime, he stops holding back her ability to disassemble into her five base bodies. As such, as he methodically destroys her with his big, fat dick, the combined form of Mizune begins to... fall apart, for lack of a better word. Each of the small, mousy witches that make up the whole are spat out of Mizune. He quite literally fucks her five brains out of her, until eventually, Crona is only holding onto one of the five young Mizune with his real hands.

Meanwhile, his blood has already snatched up and grabbed the other four. They're all a lot more scared now, of course. Without the comfort of their combined form, without their fellow minds to shield one another from the pain, from the pleasure... they can't stop him. He's fucking one of them right now with his massive cock, and it's protruding out of the small witch's belly several inches, even as she hangs off of his dick at a ninety-degree angle.

It's not long before Crona fills the tiny body with his seed though, turning her into nothing more than an inflated meat bag full of his black cum. He drops the first of the five to the ground after that, and grabs up the next, repeating the process. He fucks three of them in their cunts, and then changes it up and fucks the last two in their ass. But the fate of the five mousy witches is the exact same. Each and every one of them ends up absolutely pumped full of Crona's seed, the black viscous stuff pouring out of their bodies.

Of course, when he finishes with them, he's still hard. So, it's back to Medusa, his mother once again used to satisfy his urges as she moans and mewls and worships and praises him with her lips. She begs him to fuck her now, tells him she wants nothing more than to be his cum dump. So that's exactly how Crona uses her, how he uses all of them.

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Days later, the once great and feared Medusa, along with her underlings, are left filled with gallons upon gallons of black demonic blood and semen. Crona has not once stopped in all this time, not needing such things as food or water, not needing breaks. The witches all lay at his feet, broken beyond repair. Every movement they take either hurts or makes them cum, or both, in the case of the masochists among them.

The last truly sane thought had passed through Medusa's mind hours ago, as she'd once again been being raped on her son's cock. She really had created her Kishin, and perhaps something stronger besides. Soon, he would breed her with more. But that had taken place quite a while ago, and the evil witch that had come with intentions of breaking Crona to her will is long gone. All that's left now is a cum dump sex slave, and as Crona grabs her by her hair and begins to skull fuck her quite roughly, she can only choke and gurgle on his dick, sucking at it to the best of her ability.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Smiling, Crona looks down at his mother, or what's left of her, with pure satisfaction on his face. She would not be the last. Neither would Eruka and Mizune. There were others that would threaten him and his friends... ALL of them were now targets. He wouldn't stop, he wouldn't rest until he'd used this new power of his to make sure all of them understood their place in his new world.

Ragnarok was gone now, unfortunately. Crona didn't know where the demon sword had gone, truth be told. His working theory was that they were merged together now, fully. Their souls, their minds, their everything... it was part of him. He liked that theory, because it meant Ragnarok wasn't gone, he was simply part of him, and the new and improved Crona would make sure to live on in his memory.

Grinning, Crona looks down at Medusa, at Eruka, at the five fucked stupid Mizune.

"This is going to be fun..."

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