The Milking Attendant is a Masochistic Magical Girl – Hunter Association 6th Floor
I was at the Hunter Association's 6th floor, formerly the physical exam office but now renamed the Milking Room. Contrary to my worries, the place looked surprisingly normal on the surface. It kinda reminded me of an emergency room, though I'd never been to one.
As soon as I stepped in, a male researcher greeted me.
"Ah, come on in. Here for mana measurement, I take it, hunter?"
"......I haven't even said anything yet."
"No one wanders around in full armor during the day unless they're a hunter, and hunters only come here for one reason."
Hm. Logical.
"Just wait here, and the assistant will be with you shortly."
The guy led me to a bed, then headed back to his work. He looked haggard, with unkempt stubble—probably swamped like everyone else here. Or maybe he was just your typical nerdy guy image.
"Oh, excuse me for a sec."
I thought he'd left, but he poked his head back through the curtain.
"Got so busy I skipped the basics. What's your name?"
"Kim Geon, E-rank."
"Hmm......"
The researcher's face twitched oddly. I swear I heard him mutter something like 'Still usable as a sample, at least' from behind him. Was that my imagination?
"......I heard that."
"Ah, sorry. Talking to myself is a habit."
"Is the measurement done by a guy, by any chance?"
"Unfortunately, we don't have many female researchers."
"Pardon?"
I couldn't believe my ears. Wasn't this supposed to be the part where a cute healer in a nurse cosplay gives me a 3D surround-sound ASMR handjob, squeezing me dry?
'This altered common sense world really fucked up the fun parts.'
I must've looked super disappointed because the researcher eyed me with intrigued curiosity. Not like looking at a bug, more like observing a lab rat. Kinda creepy.
"No idea what you were expecting. Getting forcibly touched by a stranger would just be unpleasant, right? You...... seriously enjoy having some random woman control your orgasms?"
Fuck yeah, I do. Why the hell would anyone hate that?
"Can't comprehend it. Well, that's why we have assistants for special cases like you."
"......Didn't you just say there were only guys?"
"If we're short on researchers, we recruit volunteers. Don't worry—I don't wanna see your cum smeared all over some guy's palm first thing on a golden weekend morning either."
Nice. This is why the Association's research staff are all elites. They had a plan.
The shady-looking dude finally left for real this time. Left alone on the bed, my happy brain circuits went into overdrive.
'Wonder what she'll be like.'
Ideally, someone warm and embracing. Meirin and Senior were great, but my real type was a relaxed older woman. If I had to pick, maybe something like Cheonhwa Munju?
'......Though that lady would probably slice me up smiling even if I just brushed against her through her clothes.'
A cool, businesslike big sis type wouldn't be bad either. Or a clumsy, cute fresh-out-of-college newbie. Whatever—whoever came, I'd just do the job cleanly and send her off quietly. But hey, fantasies are free. Might as well dream of my type while I'm at it.
I was lost in my head like that when—
Swish—
"S-sorruuuyyy for being lateee......"
"No problem. I haven't been waiting long."
"Eek, the legendary E-rank hunter...... If the one who devours kids' dreams and hopes gets touched by a lowly dick like mine, I'll realllly fall to corruptionnn......"
"......?"
What the fuck is this crazy bitch?
*
"So, personal reasons have you taking a break from your main hunter gigs, but you can't just idle, so you volunteered at the Association?"
"Yeees, that's righttt......? L-love and devotion are a magical girl's dutieeees......"
She'd hit me with rude facts right off the bat, throwing me off, but I knew this girl. Not personally, but she was famous. B-rank hunter. Overdose☆Pink.
Her name was like that because there was a whole series from Red to Black. Unlike regular hunters, she'd awakened via a shady mascot contract scam. The magical girls guarding the peninsula weren't famous for their hopeful media appearances.
No need to think about it. Fighting in frilly costumes while chanting weird spells—who stays mentally stable doing that? That's why they teamed up in groups. Newbies avoided partying with them like the plague.
"Hooee......!"
Just making eye contact had her shrink back like a hedgehog. Case in point.
Man, her speech ticks were begging for a knuckle sandwich.
"I-I was shooting promo posters for the Association, but they suddenly called me in because they needed hands......"
"This your first time?"
"Yeees......?"
"No, I mean—you got drafted, right? Am I your first measurement client?"
"Yeeah......?"
I couldn't hide my shock and rubbed my forehead. Fuck. Is it really okay to leave this to her? Shouldn't they assign someone vetted? What if there's a medical accident? Should I just say I'll handle it myself?
I was seriously pondering when—
"Th-then, let's starttt......"
Magical girl hunter Overdose☆Pink grabbed my pants and pulled out my dick. The cool latex glove sent an involuntary twitch through my hips.
......Fuck it, whatever happens.
'Why's her name so damn long?'
From now on, you're "Pinkie."
With our mental intros done, I surrendered to Pinkie's touch. Her nervous tremble transmitted through my sensitive skin. Stroke, stroke...... Mm, maybe because of the situation, it wasn't half bad despite her clumsiness.
"──?!"
"D-does it hurt somewheeeere......?"
"Go slower! You're scraping my skin off!"
"Hmm......? Doesn't everyone do it all rough and fasttt......?"
No, even so, don't grip and yank that hard from the start. Without lube, her brute-force strokes hurt more than felt good.
"Stick out your tongue."
"Like thiiiis......?"
At my suggestion, Pinkie pulled down her mask and thrust out her tongue. The slimy tip settled on my glans and wriggled. I didn't ask for that much, but whatever—not bad.
"Now drool on it some? Needs to be slippery to feel good without hurting."
"Mmm...... Pwaaahhh──"
Drip— sticky saliva trailed down her tongue, coating my dick. Still warm, it felt nice. Pinkie resumed stroking.
"Getting a handjob from a magical girl feels goooood, righttt......?"
"Mm."
Honestly, not great yet. She was so clumsy that even adjusting for her, the stimulation was too weak for me. But with types like this, praise is key. I switched to petting mode right away.
"Dunno about magical girls, but Overdose doing it turns me on a bit."
"Eek......?"
"Your face is super cute right now, you know? Makes me wanna tease you. Think a kiss would make me cum faster—cool with that?"
"Uhihihi......"
A weird laugh bubbled out as Pinkie's expression melted in real time. Unexpected flirting short-circuited her brain. Turns out she was the type weak to attention—flatter her a little, and affection skyrockets.
"K-kissing...... no can do. But I'll make you feel lots good insteadtt......?"
Pinkie leaned in close. She pressed her face to my ear, stuck out her tongue, and started licking. Hot breath tickled through my earlobe straight to my eardrum.
Tingle tingle tingle tingle──
"All that built-up stuff...... let it all out hereee......?"
Her whisper made me curl up. Combined with the nonstop handjob, the stimulation was insane. Saliva cooling on my dick stuck even stickier.
"O-oh......"
This was genuinely turning me on. Brain-melting pleasure had my cock throbbing swollen. My body was nearing the limit already.
'Wanna hold out a bit longer......?'
If I came now, the service ended. Horniness made me crave more. Grimacing, I desperately endured.
"Don't hold back, spurt spurt...... Cumming now will feel the best, for sureee......?"
"──."
Ah, no way I can hold this. The moment I let go, my fully erect cock surged, blasting cum like a clogged pipe bursting.
An unprecedented deep orgasm.
"Urk......"
An insane amount overflowed her glove, splattering her clothes and hair. The thick scent made her eyebrows twitch.
"F-felt that good......?"
"Best ever."
"Uhihi— n-not lyinggg......?"
"Can't do it again?"
"Th-that's troubleee......"
Pinkie carefully scraped the cum off herself into a sample vial. Watching her leave to submit it, I savored the afterglow.
Ha, a bit disappointing, but still good. Time to go home and mess with Senior.
As I tidied up and waited, a voice echoed in the quiet exam room.
"This is...... intriguing results......"
"Eek?! I can't...... enough......"
It was faint, muffled by medical equipment. No other hunters here besides me, so probably about my data.
'What went wrong?'
Worried, I sat up as the curtain parted. Pinkie returned, face beet red like it might explode.
"......Strip."
"Huh?"
"Need a retest, so get your d-dick out againnn......!"
Her thunderbolt declaration hit like a bolt from the blue.