Story: Negima Spell

 

There's a certain mindset you've gotta get into if you want to figure out the weakness of a supernatural power. First, you understand what it's really good at doing. Then you understand what it's really bad at doing. Then you don't exploit that in the most direct way possible, because whoever is using that power almost certainly already knows and developed a hard counter for it.

You've got to put yourself into your opponent's mindset more effectively than they put themselves into yours. You've gotta be able to bluff. See through bluffs. Think about what they've done, what they could have done, why didn't they do it - and you've got to be able to think about it quickly.

It also helps to be able to do cool poses in the middle of the combat. Asuna wasn't sure why, but the results spoke for themselves!

Alas, she was not in a position to do cool poses at the moment, all things considered. Satsuki's sausages were far too yummy scrummy. Which just goes to show how thorough she was being in removing all possible vulnerabilities.

In all honesty, Satsuki is kind of the dark horse of the class. She's hard to upset, but if you do? You'll regret it. Sorely. It's a different kind of threat level than, for example, Mana or Eva. If Satsuki gets mad at you? She'll not break your bones, or scorch your flesh, nor anything like that. She'll make you feel... Guilty.

"Aw, are you not enjoying your slutification sausage like the good little whore that you are?" Satsuki said, patting Asuna on the head and making her feel really hungry. "Go ahead, tell me what you didn't like about it - Maybe some more milk to wash it down?"

Alright, let's review shall we? Satsuki is encouraging her to enjoy the sausage, which Asuna absolutely cannot bring herself to bite. It's a blatant metaphor for sucking dick. Training her to like sucking dick. Enjoy it, even. Get really, really turned on by the idea of having something phallic in her mouth. Make her come to accept the rather obvious fact that she enjoyed sucking dick, and should actively seek out every opportunity to do so!

Wait. Wait, wait, wait! Of course. Of course! Asuna understood right away what the issue was here! What Satsuki was trying to get them to do was the same thing any chef does! Try to get their customer to enjoy the meal! Savour it, embrace it! What does a chef hate the most?

Asuna wolfed that cock - by which she meant penis, by which she meant hard throbbing dick, by which she meant sausage, obviously - all the way down her throat! She repressed her gag response as best she could and made damn sure she got that sucker down!

"Sorry Satsuki, gotta dine and dash!" Asuna said. "Your sausie was delish, honest! But can't stick around for the ice cream!"

She held her nose and her breath when she remembered that actually, as it turns out, most of our sense of smell is tied to our sense of taste. It's true! If she inhaled, then her tongue would be stimulated by the wondrous aromas emanating from Satsuki's corruptive food - and that simply would not do.

Thus, Asuna backed off towards the door, intending to break out into a run - But she'd forgotten a key element of those battle manga she pretended to not read religiously

It's never over after the first exchange. There's always a twist. Always an escalation. The idea needs to be pushed further, to its limits, before the battle can be allowed to end.

In Asuna's case, all Satsuki had to do was reach around behind her and give her the heimlich maneuver.

"You're not choking, are you?" Satsuki said, as she drove her fist into the base of Asuna's palm and pushed up. The effect was immediate, making her gasp out air. "Here you go! Let me help!"

How devious! How absolutely devious! Of course it would seem that way if Asuna had stopped breathing after wolfing down that big hunky penis. Sausage! Dammit! 

"G-Get off of -" Asuna gasped, but had no choice anymore. By the time she was able to disentangle herself from Satsuki, it was too late. She'd taken a breath - and inhaled the aroma of ice cream.

Now, ice cream is the sort of treat that doesn't have much of an aroma. It's subtle. It's layered. You'd only notice if you tried to smell it. That sort of smell. Nonetheless, it is a delicious smell.

It is a beacon to horny women. There's a reason it is consumed en masse (at least according to the cliche) by women who have had a bad breakup. It's quite capable of tripping dopamine production like a goddamn truck. It's a comfort food for a reason. It helps mitigate stress. 

Oh, that tastes delicious already. She hasn't even seen it yet, but when she turns around? It looks delicious too! Now, Asuna knows full well how it was made. She understands that Satsuki used her own cream to make it. She also understands that if she takes one single spoonful of it into her mouth?

Nymphomania. Incurable, absolutely incurable nymphomania would follow. She'd consider the word 'slut' to be a compliment.

"I hope you enjoy it!" Satsuki pumped her fists. "I put my all into making it!"

There it is, the guilt trip, pushing her onwards towards her own doom! Truly, a formidable power! Is there no way out? Is there no escape? Think, girl. Think outside the box!

Wolfing it down was not an option. Nor was saying no to the ice cream. She couldn't turn it down. Couldn't let it melt either. All that effort Satsuki put in would be such an awful waste! Her hand reached out for the spoon, knowing that she was damned. What was the weakness! What was the - 

Oh, of course!

"Satsuki!" Asuna suddenly chirped. "Here comes the airplane~"

She went nyoooom with the spoon and stuck it right into Satsuki's mouth.

That was it. That was the weakness. Satsuki immediately pushed her aside and started having bit heaping spoonfuls of it.

"Mm, sluterific~" Satsuki chirped happily, then continued to eat it, quickly, quickly, but wait a minute, wouldn't that give her -" Ack! Oh no! My braiaaaain!"

Brain freeze!

So, fun fact for those of you that don’t know: what causes brain freeze is actually pretty wild. When you eat something really cold too fast, it rapidly cools the roof of your mouth, which messes with the blood vessels there - they constrict and then quickly expand. That sudden change triggers the trigeminal nerve, which is responsible for feeling in your face, and it sends a strong signal to your brain. Your brain then gets a bit confused and interprets that signal as pain in your forehead, which is why you feel that sharp "brain freeze" sensation

 

~The more you know~

"Ack! Sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to give you brain freeze!" Asuna yelped as Satsuki thrashed around the floor in obvious, blatant agony. "I just wanted to find a weak point to your new special ability to make irresistible slutifying food!"

"And all I wanted..." Satsuki writhed, as though shot. "Was to make food so delicious it turned girls into sluts! Is that so wrong?"

"I mean, yes!" Asuna insisted tearfully. "Yes, yes it really is!"

Man, these battles of wits against supernatural beings isn't nearly as fun as they are in the manga she absolutely does not read! Time for her to get out of her, pronto - before Satsuki recovered and finished her off!