I Absolutely Won't Become a Corrupted Onahole!
Do Yoonseo, who had slipped in through the window, gazed at the now-free PH-chan and said,
"Hey there, Ping-chan."
"...Oshia."
"Huh?"
"Hong Shia. That's my name."
"What the hell is that? Sounds so tacky."
Do Yoonseo looked down at her with blatant contempt.
"You should go with something like Do Hwayoon instead."
"...Even you're saying that?"
PH-chan stared up at Do Yoonseo in utter disbelief.
Sitting on the bed, she glared at her with obvious predictability and said,
"What, obviously you're gonna rape me, right? That's all you futanari do. Whatever."
"Huh?"
"Hurry up and jump me already, you damn bitch. Just so you know, I absolutely won't fall to onahole corruption."
Do Yoonseo looked down at PH-chan amid her sharp words and replied,
"...With tits like those?"
"W-what does that have to do with anything!"
"No, statistically speaking, the more vulgar and bigger the breasts, the higher the maso probability."
Do Yoonseo said this as she stripped off her clothes.
"So, you're already a prime maso."
"...Shut up."
PH-chan growled in a low voice. It didn't scare her at all, though—not with that naked body, those vulgar tits and ass.
"Yours are huge too."
"I'm a futanari. Different from a bitch like you."
"Filthy racist."
"Harsh. I'm just stating facts."
Do Yoonseo placed a hand on her own massive breasts and continued,
"Bitches are inferior. Basic common sense they teach you in elementary school, right?"
"No such common sense exists!"
Do Yoonseo giggled, clearly amused. She stepped closer to PH-chan and said,
"From experience, girls like you turn the most obedient."
"..."
"I wonder if you're different. Curious."
Slowly, her hand moved toward the dolphin pants PH-chan was wearing.
Gulp. PH-chan's throat bobbed.
The sound of her swallowing was strangely vivid.
"...Huh?"
Her pants came down, and a massive something with prominent veins sprang out.
"...H-huh? What?"
"What's wrong?"
"...F-futa dick?!"
PH-chan's dazed eyes suddenly flashed, and she began convulsing.
Her love juices squirted everywhere as her hips vibrated.
"Oh? Ooooh?! Kh, heeeek? H-heeeeeeeek?!!"
"Whoa..."
"Kh, kheeeeeeeek♥♥♥"
PH-chan's hips bucked wildly, climaxing over and over. Proving the hypothesis that bigger tits meant bigger maso, she came just from seeing Do Yoonseo's cock.
Letting out vulgar moans, she twisted her own nipples while climaxing.
Her waist thrashed, convulsing, spraying fluids everywhere.
"T-take it awaaay...!"
"Huh? Take what?"
"The d-dick-sama, take it awaaay...!"
"S-such a monstrous thing, take it awaaay...! It's amaaazing, dick... please take it away... p-please... y-yes? Yeeeees? My heeead, hng♥ My head's breaking apaaart...♥"
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"Way too easy."
Yoon Seoha said, watching PH-chan through the window.
"Yeah. Even Yoonseo seemed thrown off."
"Huh? What do you... Oh. Her hands are shaking."
"Well, when it's that easy, it gets kinda scary instead."
So Harin looked at Hye-won and asked,
"What the hell did you do to her?"
"Huh?"
"Who else could turn her into that but you?"
"...You're not about to say 'only a maso knows how to make a maso,' are you?"
Hye-won spoke, and So Harin nodded lightly.
"Deputy."
"What."
"I'm a congenital maso, so I don't know how to turn normals into masos."
"That's a brag, you bitch."
"Hah♥"
So Harin looked at Hye-won with pitying eyes, shoved her aside, and turned to the other employees.
Under So Harin's gaze, the employees began confessing one by one what they'd done to PH-chan.
"Just..."
"Just?"
"Put aphrodisiac in the water that comes out when she washes..."
So Harin's eyebrow twitched.
"Gave her electric shocks every time she tried to masturbate..."
Something like "Jealous" slipped from Hye-won's mouth.
"Just played porn by her ear while she slept."
"Oh, and forced her to watch porn for at least five hours when awake."
"SM stuff, of course."
Yoon Seoha sighed as the "and"s kept coming.
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"Hauuuwup♥"
"Whoa..."
"D-dick-sama♥ Hauuuwumum♥"
While So Harin was punching and kicking the other employees' stomachs across the window, Do Yoonseo looked troubled at PH-chan sucking her cock.
"You're really bad at this."
Her pussy squirted love juices with a pyuueut.
Praising or scorning her made no difference—she flooded either way. Do Yoonseo sighed watching her.
PH-chan's blowjob skills were abysmal. It felt like she'd never done anything similar. She seemed to have knowledge from videos, but no real experience—just mimicking vulgarity.
"You a virgin?"
"...Huwup?"
"Is this your first time?"
"Yeees♥ Virgin pussy here♥"
Do Yoonseo nodded, watching her turn obedient far faster than expected.
It was surprising.
Not really, though. Protesters ranting about human rights or women's rights were always sluts anyway.
Why was the Human Rights Commission so quiet now? Partly because they'd been thoroughly broken before, but mostly because most members were company clients.
"Didn't think one like this was still around."
Do Yoonseo thrust her hips, shoving her cock deep into PH-chan's throat.
PH-chan lay back on the bed, gagging. Do Yoonseo grabbed her vulgar tits hard and pumped her full of semen.
"Ah."
Maybe too much for a virgin—she couldn't swallow like other bitches and vomited it all up. Do Yoonseo looked awkward.
"You spilled it all. Well, virgin and all, it's expected."
Do Yoonseo smiled faintly at the broken PH-chan.
"Hmm. Well, she'll come around with use."
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"Haaaawn. Yeah... Leave the rest to Yoonseo and head back?"
"Deputy, sleepy?"
"Yeeawn."
She yawned, eyeing the empty mug regretfully, and said,
"Drank all the milk... The rest is a foregone conclusion, right?"
"...You drank all that?"
Hye-won rushed to the corner fridge at So Harin's words.
"...It's empty?"
"Yeeawn. Not much volume? Ranches are struggling lately?"
"This was three months' worth."
"Milk expires quick, so you can't stockpile or it all goes to waste."
So Harin patted Hye-won's back, as if to say I did good, right? But she still glanced wistfully at the empty mug and the trash bin piled with milk cartons.
Hye-won muttered in a hollow voice,
"This is sterilized milk."
"Oh yeah? Tasted a bit off."
"...Ranches are hurting for imports, went all out to get this..."
"Eh, they pay well though?"
So Harin patted Hye-won's back, then asked in a slightly serious tone,
"...Really hurting?"
"Heard the US branch took big typhoon damage. Korea and Japan can't expand more..."
"China or Russia? Europe's an option too."
"Europe hit limits years ago. Russia's too cold, no go. China... hygiene's iffy, honestly."
"...Yeah, fair."
So Harin nodded as if helpless and sighed deeply.
"Nothing for it... Gotta cut back or drink store-bought for a while..."
"You drink store-bought too?"
"Duh."
So Harin yawned hugely, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
She stared sadly at the empty mug and shuffled off.
"...What the hell."
Shortly after she left, Yoon Seoha stared at the trash bin overflowing with milk cartons in the corner.
Checking others just in case yielded the same results.
Plain white boxes with no pictures or characters—just black names. And below them, tiny flags indicating nationality, probably.
Her eyes caught the word [Ranch] on the bottom of a carton.
No further explanation—just "Ranch." Was that the producer's name?
"Newbie."
"...Yes?"
"You saw, huh?"