The strongest Supreme Commander who leads the Anti-Demon Corps. Her unwavering dignity, ruling with absolute power, is cruelly shattered by a horde of filthy middle-aged men. With her supernatural abilities completely sealed by an unknown power and the very control of her body stolen, she glares with burning hatred while her limbs crawl towards the men's ugly desires. Stripped of her noble military uniform and humiliated as her porcelain skin is soiled by copious amounts of cloudy bodily fluids, irresistible forced climaxes slowly melt away her resilient sanity.
By the time she is dragged onto the cold tiles of a foul-smelling public toilet, the light of hatred in her eyes has vanished, replaced by a color of madness-filled joy. The proud absolute ruler, who once looked down on others like dogs, is reduced to a miserable pet wearing animal ears and a collar, drooling and wagging her tail for the vulgar pleasure given by the men.
Then, after the morning sun rises and the horde leaves... Alone on the cold floor, snapping back to her senses as if a spell has suddenly broken, she is struck by the horrifying memory of pleasure deeply carved into her flesh, and the mind-shattering, complete despair of realizing she willingly went into heat and groveled on the floor.