Overdose☆Pink's Whole-Body Erogenous Zones
In the hands of Overdose☆Pink—the magical girl whose entire body was an erogenous zone, a 27-year-old virgin—lay a specimen container. She could feel the warmth of the semen just collected. Something seemed to slosh around inside.
Ugh... weird feeling...
Dirty. Gross. I wish I could just die.
Ah, but killing myself is a bit much... maybe just vanish for a bit...
She was a magical girl, symbolizing dreams, hope, and purity. They were different from ordinary hunters. Their power wasn't their own but borrowed through the Magical☆Staff. Its source was an aggregate of people's resentments. The closer they acted to the ideal image people desired, the stronger the magical girl became.
Touching some random guy's dick wasn't enough—she'd even helped him cum directly? Unthinkable for a magical girl.
If I keep this up, I'll totally fall into depravityyy...?
Hee hee. Overdose☆Pink giggled with her signature delusion-filled expression. It oddly stirred sadistic urges, so the researcher glared at her with contempt.
"...If you've brought it, hand it over already. What are you doing?"
"Ah, heh. Sorryyy."
The specimen container passed straight from her hand to the researcher's, then into the machine. It whirred to life, reading the data.
"... "
Overdose☆Pink blinked at the numbers and graphs filling the screen, quietly confirming them.
"Whoaaa..."
"Even a magical girl's eyes find this equipment fascinating, huh. It's a model I upgraded myself. It can analyze down to units imperceptible to humans."
The man's explanation continued. But what had actually surprised Overdose☆Pink wasn't that.
Borrowed power or not, she was still a B-rank magic-type Awakened. Her affinity for mana was especially innate. So she could read it.
The mana of the E-rank hunter whose semen she'd just collected.
This level... even being generous, it's bottom-tier D-rank at best...
It was pathetically low no matter where you looked. If his other stats were at least average or above, he might scrape into D-rank. But the Association's official conclusion was clear: without mana, pure physical ability alone couldn't make a strong hunter.
Yet.
For someone like that... it felt surprisingly potent, didn't it?
Throughout the milking, she'd constantly checked Kim Geon's mana reactions. It was part of her duty as the milking technician.
The throbbing pulse unique to those rich in mana. A wavelength impossible from an E-rank hunter. She could see it.
How could such a low mana amount produce this? Was it even the same mana she used?
How... how is this even possible...?
It felt like staring at a test question with no clue for the answer. Overdose☆Pink sensed it. The measurement device in front of her eyes, the researcher—neither was an exception.
"It's circulating."
"Yesss...?"
"He's continuously cycling his deficient mana to find the most efficient point. You could call it a steady state. This is... quite an intriguing result. I didn't know mana could be operated this way."
Her head couldn't keep up. But it wasn't something she needed to understand anyway. Analysis wasn't her role.
"...You there."
"Eek?!"
The researcher's eyes turned to Overdose☆Pink. His focus was locked somewhere else entirely. For the first time, his weary gaze sparked with life.
When faced with a tough problem, the dull despair, the genius smiles. His eyes were definitely smiling now.
...And that was the whole story.
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"I'm not even supposed to be handling this stuff...! Why do I have to go through this...?!"
Hmm, yeah, tell me about it. But it's not my fault, right?
"You still not ready? Weird, are you the type that doesn't get wet easily? Your nipples are rock hard, though."
"Are you even listening to me...?"
Pink grumbled, trapped in my arms. I could feel her twitching every time I toyed with her nipples—guess it felt good. She was a hassle in every way, but docile like this, she was kinda cute.
Pinch those fully erect nipples.
Squeeze—
"Heek?!"
Pop. Fun reaction.
"...You're the worst."
Annoyed at being treated like a toy, she glanced back. But her body screamed she was thrilled. Those stiff pink nipples too.
"Trash."
Her twisting waist she couldn't control.
"Die."
Her pussy between shyly clenched thighs, dripping lewd juices drop by drop.
To me, it just looked like cute whining. Her thoughts probably weren't much different.
"Why do you keep groping me like it's yours...! J-just shove your dick in deep and finish alreadyyy...!"
Hmm, or not? Anyway, it wasn't my problem to fret over.
— 'Uh, so I can do whatever?'
— 'Not thatyy...! For precise measurement, max arousal is best, so if you wanna do something, go ahead...!'
— 'No take-backs later?'
I'd gotten clear permission for all this. Once a woman says okay to anything, even if she begs to stop midway, a man sees it through to the end. Just like you can't trust a man's "it's fine." A woman's "no" is usually bullshit anyway.
...Or is it?
Whatever.
"Haa— ugh...! Stop, stop pinching my nipples...!"
For that reason, the more Pink begged, the harder I pinched. The reaction came quick.
"Hiiik—!!"
Shudder. I wrapped my arm around her collapsing hips, forcing her back up. Couldn't have her crumbling before the main event even started.
"What was that? Just nipple play made you cum and squirt?"
"Th-that's not...!"
"Sure it is."
I deliberately wiped my thigh and held it in front of her face. Hot slickness soaked my palm.
Shei wasn't exactly piss, but whatever. I just wanted to see her embarrassed face—details didn't matter.
"Ugh... uuu..."
Pink on the verge of tears from shame. Cute, but maybe I'd gone too far. She was a magical girl, after all.
Hm? Wait.
"How old are you?"
"Why does that matter right now... heek, ...?"
"No, it's important."
For me, anyway. I had some conscience—no minors.
Judging I wasn't just teasing, she hung her head and answered.
"...Twenty-seven."
What? Same age as me.
No way.
A woman in a frilly dress loaded with ribbons and lace, preaching love and justice, was a full-grown adult? Not even younger—exactly my age?
This is false advertising...
Her online profile said magical girl, so I'd assumed actual schoolgirl. This wasn't a girl at all.
Just a rested-up young woman.
I wanted to tease her mercilessly, but pushing more might make her really cry, so I shelved it.
"I-I thought you were such a cute little girl... haha..."
"You wanna die for real...?"
"Yeah, sorry."
Awkward consolation backfired, so I switched tactics. Time for good sex.
My dick, wedged between her squishy thighs, was already rock-hard. Foreplay enough—I went straight to pounding.
"I'll go easy, tell me if it hurts?"
"Sh-shut up and just cum already..."
I twisted my hips lightly, pressing the tip to her entrance. Maybe from relentless nipple torture and her massive squirt earlier, she was softened enough to take me balls-deep right away.
Slid just the glans in to test.
Squeeze—
"Ha... haa...!"
Soft entry, but her entrance clenched with strange tension. A magical girl's secret space, never permitted to anyone.
And my dick was invading it. Brutally, relentlessly.
I hugged her tight so she couldn't escape, pressing our bodies together, filling her virgin pussy bit by bit.
"Ah, uht— aaang...! Th-there...!"
Pink's insides were unbelievably hot and sticky. Once I thrust in, pulling out was a chore. I ended up grinding one spot relentlessly.
Was it naturally firm, or tense? That one hard part kept catching my glans tip.
"Ah, ugh—?! Th-there, d-don't, rub...!"
Unable to endure, her hips bucked up. Sadly, her once-started pussy had no intention of letting go.
Squeeze...
"Stop, ah, aang...!! L-let, gooo— it's squeezing...!"
Twitch, twitch— She could only curse her body betraying her will helplessly.
Her ass trembled against my thighs.
"...You cum?"
"Just die..."
Sobbing voice. Sorry, but independent of my will, that tone begging death only excited my dick more. Still swollen inside her belly, it reared up again.
"Heek...!"
Shoulders trembling thin from the pressure filling her gut. This was...
Pussy weak, nipples weak.
Just a pervert whose whole body is an erogenous zone...?
I wanted to go easy, but against this lewd body, restraint was impossible. Half-assing it would be a crime.
She climaxed solo without extra stimulation anyway. And this sex wouldn't end till I was satisfied.
So, unavoidable.
"Excuse me for a sec."
"Eh he...?"
I grabbed her thighs and lifted. Legs spread wide in the air, lewd bits fully exposed.
The so-called "lift and fuck."
Pink seemed to realize, glancing back cautiously.
"Um, hey...?"
Teary eyes. Sorry, no mercy left.
Slam, slam, slam—!!
"Hurgk?! Ah, aang! Huu...!! W-wait, br-breaking, ugh?! St-stop, hu— plea, se...!"
Ignoring her cries, I pounded fast. Human rights? Irrelevant.
This was better for her too. Sex wouldn't end till I came.
Really sorry, but to finish quick, this is it...
"—! —?!"
Pink kicked wildly in resistance, but trapped in my thick arms, helpless.
In the end, like an onahole, she could only shake with my thrusts, cumming endlessly.