Chapter 92
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 89
Chapter Title: Pink Pig
Getting horny for dogs is a crime, they say.
The victim here—me—had no choice but to furrow my brow in disbelief while pinned beneath her voluptuous body.
I tried moving my pleasure-stiffened limbs somehow, but with her pussy and my cock locked together, nothing budged.
"That's ridiculous nonsense...! There's no reason I'd deserve this humiliation just for something like that!"
"It's sophistry, Isiwoos."
"What? You're the one spouting total bullshit!"
"Why do you think rapists exist?"
Pink murmured to me in a persuasive tone. She had a voice as sweet as her face, which lent even absurd claims a touch of credibility.
Of course, that didn't make a criminal's incoherent excuses any more believable.
"Hee hee, am I that scary to you? Ah, of course I am. No matter how strong you are, you're still a man—and as a man, you're doomed to end up under a superior woman someday."
Tak, tak.
Pink patted her springy thighs. With a faint whir, a single skirt wrapped around her.
The difference from her usual outfit—short skirts were her go-to—was that this one was extremely long.
"Ahhng..."
Tzukeorup.
She straightened her upper body again, guiding our genitals to connect properly.
Then she began thrusting her hips: tzukeoruk, tzukeoruk. Lewd wet sounds grazed my ears. A suffocating tightness, like being trapped, enveloped my entire cock.
"Ahhng... We're connected again."
"Ahut, you squeezed it earlier!"
"It's common sense for men to want to be doted on by superior women and spread their seed. Women are the same—they crave thick semen to bear superior offspring."
It was the twisted logic of a horrific rapist. I wanted to unleash a torrent of curses right then, but her lewd tongue sealed my mouth, forcing silence.
Churuup, chuup. Her tongue invaded forbidden places, stealing every breath until I teetered on the brink.
"Huuuuhuhu, your face is so red—adorable."
"Y-You trashy bitch!"
"Hee hee, hey! I'll punish that naughty mouth!"
Jjueop, jjueop, jjueop.
Chururup, churuueup.
Pink shook her hips wildly while meticulously blocking my mouth.
She sucked out every last bit of air, inflicting thorough torment.
All while meticulously tending to her own pleasure—a terrifyingly selfish side...
The psychopathic trait of believing her happiness was all that mattered laid bare.
"Now I'll smack your pelvis with my ass—pang pang."
"Heeeuh..."
"From now on, your cock stays inside me. No showing it to anyone."
She grabbed the hem of her new long skirt and shook it playfully as she spoke.
From her words, it seemed the long skirt was to hide my cock from view.
"Time for the real deal!"
Paang♡ Paang♡ Paang♡ Paang♡
Each time her massive ass slammed into my pelvis, a dull thud echoed.
The room filled with noises like whipping something relentlessly.
Even cracking a whip on her ass wouldn't make sounds this loud.
It was because her ass was enormous and she swung it with brutal force.
"Ohgoohk, ohgooh, oohgoohk♡"
Pink's beautiful jawline tilted upward. Her curvaceous body arched into an S-shape, accentuating her ample breasts even more.
A pose demanding extreme flexibility, yet effortless for a superhuman Magical Girl.
But arching too far flipped up her skirt hem, revealing my sticky cock shaft glistening with her juices.
The pale shaft plunged mercilessly into her soft pussy flesh. Puuuk, puuuk. Against my will, it churned her depths, priming to unleash genes.
"Ugh!"
Byururururung!
My second ejaculation loomed. Rather than hold back, I let it go, eager to end this nightmare sooner.
"Uhhaa, so thick... so hot, huaaang!"
Jjururuk.
Pink lifted her hips. Thick, jelly-like white semen oozed from her tightly clenched pussy.
"Huaaah... This should do it—pregnancy confirmed?"
Heart-shaped pupils glinted sharply through half-lidded eyes, scanning me.
Her gaze, like a starving lion eyeing a zebra, made even tough me shrink back.
–I'll release you now.
Unexpectedly, she undid my restraints.
Of course, layering on more weird hypnosis aimed at my face was par for the course...
The absurd Magical Girl, convinced her happiness justified anything as "pure love," wiggled her huge ass and vanished somewhere.
Probably off to Gangnam District for cleanup. Even if she didn't care, defying the Fairy Queen's sacred command was terrifying.
'Lately, it feels like I'm having way too much sex.'
Where the hell did it all go wrong?
My sex life, once a maybe once-or-twice-a-week affair, had ballooned out of control.
Now, getting milked five times a day was routine—catch Bloyelbl (Blue, Yellow, Black combo shorthand), and I'd be ejaculating nonstop till death.
'And how much semen has that pig Pink sucked dry...?'
With Green, it was about 20% extraction—Pink took 100%, slurping it all.
What a monstrous pig. No wonder her tits are so fat.
"Today, I'll just head home quietly and rest..."
Home meaning Green's apartment, but she's busy and out today—no issue.
I trudged heavily toward the apartment.
It was morning when Pink nabbed me—now it's night.
Shattering the night's darkness with my body, a park caught my eye.
"...?"
It wasn't pitch black—streetlights lit it up.
But why did that spot look so dark? The phrasing felt off even to me.
'One streetlight out?'
Normally I'd pass by, but my feet veered into the park.
A typical Seoul park: running path, pond, piles of abandoned bikes.
Who knew such spots existed in central Seoul? It reminded me of home—the estate pond felt just like this.
"...!"
And then it happened.
A sparking pajijijik—one streetlight died.
Pajik, pajik, pajik, pajik!
They shattered in sequence, like they'd decided the order of their demise.
'Something's coming!'
I turned from the pond to the streetlight suicide scene.
10m.
7m.
4m.
3m!
Suddenly, all but one nearby light exploded. Darkness netted in from every side.
"Isiyul."
Flash!
Under the closest streetlight—2m away—a figure appeared.
A woman's silhouette. Her chest size gave it away.
Magical Girl? Only they know my alias. But her outfit was embarrassingly revealing.
A sailor uniform.
The kind Japanese high school girls wear... on her.
'Blue?'
Only a 30-something spinster like Blue could wear something so shameless casually.
Black or Green loved dressing me up—they hated it for themselves.
Thinking back, those bitches! Try wearing it yourselves!
"H-Hey, Blue sis...? Why the cheesy horror movie entrance?"
Utterly low-budget theatrics.
Stolen straight from some childhood horror flick.
Black-and-white for sure—vintage crap fitting a 30-year-old spinster's imagination!
"Not Blue."
Eh, not?
Shocked, I peered at the woman under the light.
Bobbed hair, yellow eyes, decently large breasts...
"Yellow?"
It was shockingly Yellow!
What the hell was she doing there?
'Wait—Yello means Blue and Black too!'
Three against one. All witches, but the ambush to rape my semen was the issue.
"Ha, oh my God...!"
My legs buckled. That's why the horror setup.
"...What the hell are you thinking, you."
"H-Hiiiik!"
"Jeez... Hey, get up. We've got something to do."
Yellow grabbed my collar and hauled me up. Her face was flushed for some reason.
"W-What is it...?"
"...Roleplay."
"Huh?"
"Roleplay sex!"
Yellow squealed in embarrassment.
What in the world is going on?