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Not every magical girl team is all friendship and cooperation. Some of them can just be bitchy at each other. Catty infighting ahoy!

The Shooting Star Girls were one of many teams of magical girls patrolling Japan. Its sudden influx of monsters and magical villains led to a response of girls in the end of their teens being called upon to act as their country’s most powerful defenders. Their team of five was perfectly capable in terms of raw power, but they had their own issues to overcome.

“Ok, we’ve got another sludge beast reported at Tayaka Square. It’s not far off so we should be able to get there first. It’s a few rooftop jumps away and we’re there. Let’s roll!” Sasaki spelled out to her team.

She was a pretty young woman, if nothing especially remarkable about her otherwise. Straight black hair that ended just above her shoulders and some standardly attractive Asian features. Sasaki wore the standard outfit of the team, something she’d like to claim she started. Considering it was a skimpier version of a schoolgirl uniform, it was simply a staple of their special brand of superheroine. As the first to be summoned and the self-appointed (often debated) leader, her short skirt, thigh-high boots and lacy, clingy top was all light colored, a mix of white and silver.

She looked around at her team. She didn’t expect agreement so much as them complying with her asserted dominance. They were all decently powerful but their teamwork was never their strong suit. They had been summoned together by the same magical entity, but it had grabbed them at random rather than any sort of friend group. That meant they were constantly bickering, trying to establish their pecking order as they sorted themselves out.

“It’s close enough to a strategy,” Mitsuki replied.

The blue-uniformed girl was the cute nerd of the group. She wore glasses and kept her dark green hair short. A light sprinkling of freckles marked her cheeks to emphasize her nerdy demeanor, but a large pair of tits on her otherwise slim body seemed to be trying to overcompensate. The others constantly teased her for her overly calculating and socially awkward behavior, so she had very little loyalty within the team. She was constantly scheming as a result, using her intelligence to set them up for individual failure or feed the infighting to turn them against each other.

“Whatever, dork. Let’s just go!” Nanako snapped impatiently.

Nanako was one of their blunter, more physically fit teammates. She was the SSG with the most athletic background, so she was a bit more toned and tall than the rest of the girls. She had long, dark brown hair and a black and red costume to go with her aggressive personality. Her hot temper got her into all sorts of fights in her school days, and the team was no exception. If there was a physical confrontation within the SSGs, she had either started it or would inevitably join in.

The girls finally took off, leaping from rooftop to rooftop in their usual flashy manner. Ritsu chuckled to herself after the latest bit of arguing between her “lesser” teammates. Seeing them getting angry and resorting to such crude insults only reinforced her belief that she was the best among them on many levels.

Ritsu was blonde with silky, shoulder-length hair. Her gold and orange outfit complimented the brightly colored hair and her thin, graceful body. She had been raised to carry herself as elegantly as possible by her wealthy parents, which gave her a sense of superiority over them. She had entered the team with a distaste for the “peasants” that made up her squad, especially whenever they’d talk about them being equals.

“Just don’t get in my way when I’m scorin’ one of the USA,” Sam reminded them from the right flank of their crude formation.

Ritsu had a particular disdain for Samantha. Samantha stood out most of all. She was the only black girl on the team and the only American-born member. Bright blue eyes, curvy yankee figure, dark skin and her long black braids made her stand out in a crowd, even before she transformed into her pink patterned costume. Her foreign attitude made her just as mouthy and brash as Nanako, only with a layer of xenophobia splashed on top. The other girls were as wary of her as she disliked all of them, so she was more than ready to get into their common verbal and physical disputes.

Their squad arrived at the scene where a creature several stories tall and seemingly made of melting purple ooze lurched through the local park. The girls flipped off the rooftop, uncaring about (and a little proud of) how much the act flashed their panties at any onlookers. They landed in a flashy pose side by side near the monster. Their chemistry was awful, but the girls were undeniably hot and flashy.

“Ok, creep! Get read-” Sasaki announced theatrically.

“Get ready to get your ass beat!” Nanako interrupted her.

She wasn’t about to let the leading brunette steal the spotlight again. The self-declared leader glared at Nanako as she stepped forward, the red and black scout thumping a fist in her palm.

“What the fuck?! I was talking!” Sasaki reminded her.

“I know. It’s why we wanted you to stop,” Ritsu scoffed.

The others snickered, and giggled even louder when Sasaki smacked Nanako on the arm.

“Think about our branding, meathead! Do we want to be the squad that delivers justice or the one that the papers have to figure out how to write ‘ass beating’ into their article?”

“Maybe if you didn’t worry so much about branding and publicity, we could get more done with the actual fight,” Mitsuki offered.

She took her potshot at Sasaki in her usual way, veiling it as being constructive so she didn’t have a direct confrontation.

“And if you’d stop planning and posing so much, we’d be done by now,” Sam added.

“Frankly, you’re all weighing me down. If our powers could work on our own, I’d already be doing my solo career,” Ritsu scoffed, brushing back her silky blonde hair.

They were about to argue some more, but the monster had noticed all the posing and yelling. It lurched what must have been its front towards them and extended a tentacle, swinging it in their general direction. A volley of purple globs launched at the bickering Shooting Stars, who were just aware enough to see them coming.

The girls leapt off in different directions. Samantha and Sasaki went too close to each other and broke into a hushed, heated debate before gladly putting some distance between them. Either way, the sludge balls smashed into the ground instead of the girls. It still spattered them with some splashback, staining their clothes with some messy droplets.

“Fucking perfect. You’re lucky these outfits are as tacky as they are magical,” Ritsu sneered as she checked her skirt.

“Ok, brainiac. How do we fuck this guy up in the coolest way possible?” Sasaki demanded.

“I don’t have to listen to you,” Mitsuki grumbled.

“No, but we HAVE to kill this fucker. So what’s our move?”

The blue-costumed Star frowned but focused on the creature. It sprouted a few more fat, stubby tentacles, but they grew thinner and longer as they stretched. Mitsuki wasn’t as athletic, powerful and confident as the others, but she was a quick thinker and her sharp eyes could analyze just about anything in a moment. As long as it wasn’t about talking to boys…

“Two teams of two on either side. We’ll hit its flanks and Sasaki pushes in front and center,” she summed up.

“Right. You heard her, team,” Sasaki confirmed.

“Saying ‘yea, do what she just said’ doesn’t make you a leader,” Samantha quickly reminded her.

“Just do it already!” she barked before they broke off in another series of super-flashy jumps.

A couple tentacles slammed down where they just were as they split up. Once again they weren’t coordinated enough to break off smoothly; three went left while one went right, so they broke into another quick squabble before they split up again to even things out.

Mitsuki and Ritsu went to their left. The preppy blonde quickly outpaced her and didn’t bother waiting for her teammate, throwing some small energy balls to pelt the creature’s slimy skin. Nothing especially powerful but enough to keep its attention; all their finishing blows tended to be up close and physical. At least, when they were able to win a fight.

“Wait… wait up,” Mitsuki complained, struggling to keep up.

“You’re a peasant. You should be used to hard work. I can do this one on my own anyway,” Ritsu dismissed.

She charged in closer, chucking more energy blasts at the monster as she closed in. It slapped a few tentacles at her but they were too large and predictable to connect with the relatively tiny targets. She closed in, nearing punching distance, when the blob’s sides suddenly extended, thickening out around the ground. The slime washed over Ritsu’s boots, sticking her tight like it was quicksand.

“I tried to warn you,” Mitsuki told her.

It was a lie. She was expecting as much, and letting the cocky blonde be bait was a pretty good strategy in the big picture. Plus anything to get the snooty bitch dirty and humiliated.

“What the fuck!? Get me out of here!” she demanded.

“I would, but what if I get stuck too? That would only make things worse… and I’m such a weak little nerd I couldn’t possibly…”

“JUST GET ME OUT!”

To the right, Sam and Nanako were in a similarly fruitless assault. They had practically forgotten about their real goal as they raced to outrun each other, constantly trying to inch ahead of the other racing girl. When neither could fully outpace them, they simply started shoving and butting their shoulders into one another.

“Out of my way, gaijin!” Nanako snarled at her.

“Fuck off, dyke. You’re in MY way!”

The girls slapped and shoved each other until a tentacle came sweeping towards them, tearing up the ground beneath it. They both leapt over it with a mighty jump, just for another tentacle to catch them in midair. It squeezed tightly around them. It was strong enough to have crushed stone but to their magically durable bodies, it was just slightly painful.

“Way to distract me, bitch,” Samantha growled.

“Oh this is SO not my fault! Now come on. I can budge it, so if we both push out on three…”

“Fuck your plan! Why do you get to count?”

“SO not the time!” Nanako shouted back as the two settled into arguing rather than actually escaping.

Deciding that there were as many distractions as she was going to get, Sasaki  made her move. She bolted for the slime monster, dodging a few stray flecks of slime before she made her leap. She narrowly dodged around an unexpected new tentacle shooting out of its front, cursing under her breath that Mitsuki hadn’t warned her about it.. She went for the finishing blow when there was another flash of light in the corner of her eye. She looked over to where Ritsu was still stuck in a sludge puddle but Mitsuki remained out of the monster’s reach. She fired off a quick blast, just enough to catch Sasaki in the ankle. It threw off her momentum, making her stumble in midair. The precise nudge sent her tumbling into the front of the monster’s gelatinous form, splatting uselessly against it. She hung upside down like she was stuck to a giant fly strip.

“What the fuck was that!?” she shouted down at her teammates.

“It was too perfect a setup. No way I’m letting you get the spotlight and act like you’re better than us,” the normally awkward Star laughed.

Ritsu was nearby as she suddenly reached out far enough, exerting herself to grab Mitsuki by the ankle. The shy Star wailed and flailed her arms around before she fell over, joining her in the sticky slop. Ritsu gave a furious snarl as she mounted her and started strangling her, getting her payback rather than focusing on getting away.

“So this is all your fault! You scheming little shit!” the blonde snarled.

Mitsuki gagged as she was pushed deeper into the purple muck. She reached out, blindly slapping and shoving at Ritsu’s face. Dangling above them, the entangled Sam and Nanako were shouting and kicking at each other, attacking with anything they could get free.

The sludge monster didn’t even need to pay attention to them as it started lurching off to its vague destination. It only stopped when a large, rainbow-colored beam pierced the sky, striking a nearby rooftop. The monster let out a puzzle gurgle as the squabbling Stars finally stopped their blaming and infighting just long enough to groan.

“Not them…” Sasaki groaned as several muscular 20-somethings in protective yet sexy golden armor stepped out of the rainbow.

“Not so fast, slimeball!” the lead girl shouted, pointing a magic sword at the monster.

The rest of the girls joined in, speaking in total sync.

“Cuz you’ve got a one-way ticket to Valhalla! We are… VALERIE’S VALKYRIES!”

“How come you can’t fuckin’ do that?” Samantha hissed, kicking NAnako in the shins again.

The monster raised its tentacles but the fight was already over. The girls went into a wild series of sword slashes, the afterimages of which spelled out some Nordic runes. It created a huge blast of energy that blew the monster apart in one synchronized attack and the Shooting Stars went flying into the park. While the Valkyries congratulated each other on their good work and headed back to the juice bar, they landed, cushioned and caked by the slime as they groaned miserably. They only perked up when they heard the same miserable noises coming from their teammates nearby.

“YOU! That was your stupid plan and your fuckin’... meddling that fucked us up!” Sasaki accused, pointing at the sticky Mitsuki.

“Oh yea. Always somebody else’s fault, isn’t it?” Samantha snorted.

“What does that mean?!”

“You agreed with her! Your dumb ass pretended to lead us and said do what she says! I don’t even know why we listen to you!” Nanako yelled.

“Finally, we can agree on ONE thing!” Ritsu scoffed.

“Because it is ME who should be in charge!”

“What?! You definitely should NOT! Better her dumb ass acting like the boss of us than you thinking you’re the queen!” Mitsuki objected.

“So everyone’s dumb but you, huh, pipsqueak?” Sam growled at their craftier comrade.

“On this team? That’s a big yes,” she huffed back.

A sharp crack interrupted the argument. Sasaki had stormed up to Nanako and backhanded her across the face. Everyone went wide-eyed as their poser-leader fumed.

“Alright! Listen up! We just got shown up by that bunch of armored assholes! We’re hotter, stronger and cooler than them, so that should have been no problem back there. So I say we shape up, learn to-”

Nanako suckerpunched Sasaki in the stomach. It knocked the wind out of her immediately, bringing the brunette down to her knees. The brown-haired jock stood up with her fist clenched around her handful of goop.

“That’s it! I’m sick of your fat fuckin’ mouth! I’m sick of all of you dumbasses and weak bitches! So start pulling your weight or else!” the tomboy demanded.

Some footsteps sounded rapidly through the sludge. Nanako turned just as Ritsu punched her across the face, knocking her back a few startled steps.

“Who are YOU calling a weak bitch, you useless cunt!?” the blonde growled.

“I think you were part of the ‘dumbasses’ group, you cretin,” Mitsuki snapped as she stormed up to the rest of the gathering group.

Samantha scoffed as she stepped in to join them.

“Most of you sound like both to me,” she sneered, shoving Mitsuki in the shoulder with a strong, dark hand.

Mitsuki fumed and finally blew her top. She shrieked in rage, pouncing on Samantha. She tackled her down into the messy remains of the slime monster, swinging in furious but clumsy blows down at Samantha. The American girl threw up her hands, blocking her face as best as she could.

She went on unleashing her nerd rage until Ritsu grabbed her by the hair. She gave a firm yank to drag her off with a startled cry.

“I’ve been waiting for an excuse to beat everyone of your poor asses!” she growled.

She readied a fist but Sasaki had recovered somewhere just behind her. She was pissed off enough to take a swing at whoever was closest at her, which meant uppercutting Ritsu in the pussy. The snooty rich girl arched up violently, her eyes and mouth going wide. She let go of Mitsuki to grab her aching groin, Sasaki still grinding her knuckles into her groin.

“And I’m through with you disrespectful, backstabbing bitches!” she snarled, coughing as she forced fresh air back into her lungs.

Ritsu started to crumble to her knees while Sasaki pulled on her hair, using her like nothing more than a handhold to get to her feet. Their normal relationship was pretty similar to that anyway, as far as the glory hogging brunette was concerned.

It was all the last straw before absolute chaos broke out among them. The teammates eagerly turned on each other in what wasn’t the first or last time their tempers blew up on each other. Any concept of teamwork dissolved as they simply let loose, unleashing their frustrations through their fists and feet.

Ritsu staggered weakly, trying to scream and swing at them some more when Nanako grabbed the back of her hair. Agony crossed her face as a few strands were pulled loose and she was dragged to the ground. She landed with a splat in the same pool or monster goop as Nanako.

“Fuckin’ rich bitch!” the sporty hothead seethed.

She climbed on top of the wincing blonde and grabbed her by the throat. Ritsu gagged as she was throttled until her face was turning red. She kicked and shoved at Nanako, thrashing for her very life. She had been in monster-blasting battles for the fate of the world, but this was far more wild and vicious than she was used to.

Lashing out with every instinct, Ritsu clawed at Nanako’s face. Her carefully maintained manicure scratched down her cheek and jaw, leaving some rough red scratches in their wake. The brunette shrieked and recoiled, wiping at the trickle of blood that followed. That left Ritsu with the opening to shove her hard in the chest. The athletic Star stumbled back enough that when Ritsu swung up her knee, it tagged her right in the crotch.

“Serves you right, butch!” Ritsu sneered.

While she struggled to stand up and get the slime from her hair, Samantha had gotten back up. Mitsuki and Sasaki were shouting as they pulled each other’s hair, kicking their legs blindly in the process. Sam decided to help them both out as she grabbed them both by the hair and slammed their foreheads together. They grunted and crumbled to the ground holding’s their heads. They would have been completely laid out if not for the American holding them up by the hair.

“Looks like there’s no saying I’m not the strongest compared to you Asian bitches!” Sam laughed triumphantly as she stood over them.

Sasaki and Mitsuki groaned at her feet, but they were tough enough not to go down in one hit. They suddenly lunged at the black girl, clawing at her uniform and tearing off streaks of colorful material. They didn't stop until Mitsuki got a clawing grip on Samantha’s pussy while Sasaki bit down on one of her big American tits.

Sam crumbled into a shrieking mess as they attacked her privates. The two Stars tore into Sam while still shoving at each other. It seemed that not even attacking another teammate could bring them together for long.

Ritsu was still running as she threw a swift kick into Mitsuki’s face. Her head snapped back and her nails gave a few final scratches over Sam’s bared tits. Nanako grabbed the back of Ritsu’s slimy top and tore it off, exposing her to her teammates. She hardly got to gasp before Sasaki yanked down Nanako’s skirt and panties.

The girls tore at their hated allies’ clothes, hurling insults back and forth. They didn’t even realize a purple-pink barrier was forming around them until it thrummed, sealing off into a dome. They looked up in a naked, entangled panic to see a gray-skinned, nearly skeletally thin woman holding a crystal-tipped staff.

“Wow… just wow,” the lich-like woman said, shaking her head.

Lady Korruptor was a veteran of the supervillainess game, so she had a rather casual air about her for an ancient witch.

“I was going to use my new spell to turn you magical girls against each other, but you saved me a lot of time on your own. It still feels like I should do… I dunno. SOMEthing. Well, you can’t go wrong with pervy hentai demons.”

“With WHAT!?” Samantha shouted, mostly in outrage.

“How’d you fuckin’ bitches let her sneak up on us!?”

“Maybe because of your big mouth and stupid gaijin accent!” Mitsuki shot back.

The girls went on bickering despite their predicament as streaks of dark fog swam across the ground around them. It rose like plumes of smoke before it solidified into several warped, demonic figures. Some had too many eyes or limbs, but they were all generally humanoid and bore enormous erections. Even as the monsters appeared, the girls were still shoving and accusing each other.

After some puzzled glances between their glowing eyes, the hentai demons snatched up the already half-dressed heroines. One especially broad creature with fire-red skin and four arms grabbed Mitsuki and Sasaki. Its muscled arms easily lifted them off their feet and tore off their clothes with its claws before he yanked them onto his dick. His huge, dual cocks impaled the girls, finally interrupted their barrage of insults as they let out violated shrieks.

“Oh fuck! Get him off me! Get him OUT of me!” Sasaki screamed.

She bit her lip, trying to bear the huge insertion that was pounding her insides.

“No! Help ME! I’m the one who’s actually useful!” Mitsuki pleaded.

She flailed around helplessly, unable to get a good angle to strike her captive. In fact, her thrashing only managed to slap Sasaki a few more times.

“OW! Bitch! Watch where you’re swinging those weak arms of yours!” Sasaki complained.

The pseudo-leader couldn’t do much about their captor, so she simply leaned into Mitsuki and punched across one of her breasts.

Nanako was quickly surrounded by a one-eyed monster with numerous tentacles. It wrapped up her limbs and spread them out, exposing her holes to its probing tentacles. She moaned and gagged as it stuffed her full of its squishy limbs, but still somehow focused past all that to glare at her similarly fated teammates. Ritsu was lifted up by her hair by an oni-like creature. Its massive dick was able to fuck between her tits before shifting down to her pussy without changing its position.

“Y-you fuckin’ deserve it!” Ritsu choked out, sneering at Nanako as she was bounced on the monster’s rock hard dick (and not in the pleasant, metaphorical way).

Nanako grimaced back at her. Her mouth was too full of tentacle to insult her back, but she used her free hands to flip Ritsu the finger.

Not far off, a stripped Samantha was pinned to the ground. She was on all fours as a werewolf-looking creature made of solid shadow railed her ass from behind. She didn’t have a good angle to see what was causing the twinges of pain, but it certainly felt like it had some kind of barbs or studs going on back there. Her face was a mix of agony and absolute shock by the painful ass fucking, but whenever she was fucked hard enough to lean close to one of the other girls, she made a point to spit on them. Sasaki even tried to kick her as best she could from her mount atop the demon’s dick. Even when she felt the icy-cold, invasive feeling of the wolf cumming inside her, Samantha took a bitter consolation that the others had it just as bad.

“Going straight to Pornhub with this one…” Lady Korruptor mused as she held up her cellphone at the scene.

There was a sudden flash of light overhead and a barrage of laser beams struck the ground around her. Korruptor’s eyes went wide as three barely legal girls in spandex bodysuits, capes, and visors landed nearby.

“Not so fast, coward of evil!” the multicolored newcomers shouted.

“Oh shit! The Pretty Heart Princesses! I’m out!” the villainess hissed.

She started to summon a portal but the girls struck a pose, summoning a triangular shape between their gloves. A matching beam shot out, and when it passed over Lady Korruptor, it left nothing but a glass pyramid. She could be seen beating her fists against the glass from within.

“Phew. Nice work team. Now let’s rescue the hostages,” the silver-clad leader instructed.

They turned to the captured Stars and visibly hesitated. They leaned towards each other and spoke in hushed, knowing whispers. A look of mixed disgust and recognition crossed the face of one of them when they saw it was the Stars, as if a closer look told them exactly how things had gone so wrong. Their reputation was a lot better known than the Shooting Stars would have liked.

One of her teammates touched her visor and a flash of nonsensical numbers and graphs flew past her vision. She shook her head.

“It’s no good. Korruptor tapped into a local leyline. It’s tied to there instead of her own power,” she advised.

The Shooting Stars cut them off with a series of miserable noises.

“It means we can’t get the barrier down until it wears off. Probably… a few hours. Probably…”

“Don’t leave me stuck in here! Not with these fuckin’ cunts!” Ritsu pleaded, indicating her teammates.

“Don’t worry. They’re low-level demons so they shouldn’t be able to actually kill anybody. Just stick together and hang in there! You’ve got your teammates to back you up until it goes down and we’ll wipe them out.”

“She wasn’t… UGHHH~! Talking about the demons!” Sasaki moaned.

Demon jizz ran down her thigh as she smacked the back of the nearby Nanako.