Chapter 5
by 
Catface
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The Cool Mom: Scene 1
June Matron (38) returned from an exhausting day of shopping—groceries, clothes, wine, and few impulsive new outfits she’d probably never wear in public. She liked to think of it as retail therapy, but she knew better. Ever since the divorce, she’d been holding her life together with charm, credit cards, and denial.
At least the kids were doing well. Mostly. She finished stacking the last of the groceries when the sound of laughter drifted in through the open patio doors. Splashing. Music.
Her sunglasses slid on like armor as she stepped out into the late-afternoon sun.] The backyard shimmered—blue pool, green lawn, too many beautiful young bodies.
Her son Darren, awkward in every way that counted, sat stiffly beside Naomi Wilde, who was draped across her son like she’d been born to pose.
Her daughter Amy, shy as a mouse, was giggling at something Brad, the quarterback, whispered.
God, Brad and Naomi were hot. The two of them looked like they could be models. June loved her kids, but why the fuck Brad and Amy would pay them any attention she couldn’t understand. Then she spotted it. Her eyes caught the bottle of vodka, and carton of orange juice sitting on the glass table. Each of the kids had a red plastic cup in their hands.
June: “While you are all legal adults, Brad’s the only one older enough here to be legally drinking alone.”
The pool went silent. Four guilty faces turned her way.
Darren: “Mom! We’re just—uh—celebrating Amy’s exam!”
She placed her hands on her hips. The gesture was pure authority—halfway between sitcom mom and goddess of wrath.
Naomi smiled easily, not at all flustered.
Naomi: “Mrs. Matron, you’re seriously the coolest mom ever. I was just saying how lucky they are.”
June froze mid-retort. The words hit the exact pressure point she didn’t admit she had. Cool. Young. Relevant. Not the ex-wife who spent her nights with a bottle and her days pretending the house wasn’t too quiet.
Her eyes lit up.
June: “Well. Someone has to keep an eye on things. So if you cant legally drink alone, I guess I should join you all!”
June could see that both of her children groaned inside, but this was best for them. June could carefully guide the party and help the children she cared so much about.
June: “Brad, be dear and pour me one while I go and slip on something more comfortable.”
Naomi: “That's very cool of you Mr.'s Matron.” She tilted her head in amusement.
A beat. June turned toward the house, her orange sundress swaying, tone crisp but not cold.
June: “Sweetheart, I can be very cool when I want to be.”
Behind her, laughter resumed. Naomi watched her go, the reflection of the pool rippling in her violet-tinted eyes.
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Do you remember that late-80s, early-90s cartoon Magical Girls of Pleasure? Maybe not. It only aired after midnight, and it was selling a very different kind of fantasy action. It had all the hallmarks of the era: a killer theme song, campy dialogue, moral-of-the-episode endings, and plot holes you could drive a tank through. But unlike its brighter Saturday-morning cousins, this show was for adults. It was equal parts transformation sequence and guilty secret. You’ve probably never heard of it, yet it was supposedly huge. multiple seasons, spin-offs, comics, VHS specials, mountains of merch. Or so the story goes. Still drawing a blank? Good. Because Magical Girls of Pleasure never actually existed. It lives only in the head of its obsessed creator. part erotic fiction, part TTRPG notes, part fever dream on an old hard drive. And now you’re here to experience it. The lost cartoon. The forbidden franchise. Let’s open the tape and press play. As you press play on the VCR, the magical girls theme song starts up, setting the vibe for what sure to be some amazing stories….. The screen crawl begins…… The year is 2045. Humanity stretches toward the stars. Cities gleam, colonies thrive, and science has replaced faith. But beneath this new dawn, old shadows stir. From the rift between worlds, the demon lord VOULGER prepares his invasion, an army of lust, fear, and hatred ready to claim the hearts of humankind. Only one man stands against the coming darkness: MERLIN, the last wizard, watching from his sanctuary beyond time. To defend the Earth, he chooses champions Hot young women of fierce spirit and untested desire to wield the sacred talismans of the Magical Girls of Pleasure. Epic Rock Music Blares…… [Verse 1] Demons whisper through the neon rain, Corporate devils cashing in on pain. But a spark in her soul starts to ignite— Magic Girl, pure and bright! [Chorus] Hearts of light, ignite tonight! Stand together, fight for right! By love and will, by spell and song, They stand for a world where we belong! [Verse 2] When the sky splits red and the shadows fall, And hearts can barely call Through fire and fear, they rise again— The magic girls of Earth defend! [Chorus 2] Hearts of light, ignite tonight! Fight the pleasure with pure delight! From the stars above to the streets below, They’ll never let the fire slow! [Bridge] When despair begins to bloom, They’ll turn the gloom to costume and plume. Through friendship’s flame and desire’s gleam, They’ll save the world and sell the dream! [Final Chorus / Outro] Hearts of light, ignite tonight! Magic girls will win the fight! By faith, by fire, by love reborn— Ther tops are tight, there skirts are…. Tooooorn….. Magic Girls!.... Of Pleasure!
Updated on Nov 17, 2025
by Catface
Created on Nov 11, 2025
by Catface