Tit Bitch's Lewd Company Tour
After stuffing superior seeds to the brim into BB's vulgar baby pouch, Yoon Seoha picked up her clothes and got dressed. They were soaked with sweat and felt sticky, but there was no other option.
She hadn't brought a change of clothes, and the ones in the room were mostly for sex anyway. And they didn't even fit her.
A bit small... yeah.
It wasn't because she'd gained weight or her breasts had grown—it was purely that the clothes were too small. Maybe because they were made for female onaholes, not futanari. They were really small.
Yoon Seoha slipped into her damp, sweat-and-love-juice-soaked suit and stepped out of the interview room.
"...You're dressed."
"Huh?"
"I thought you'd come out naked."
"No way. Why would I?"
"...Ah. Right."
The one who'd spoken upon her exit was a woman—no, a female—in a cow-print bikini. She was leaning against the corridor wall, averting her gaze as she said,
"I-If you stare like that... my womb's gonna drop... ♥"
"Uh... yeah? I mean... sure..."
"Hihi... ♥"
The awkward silence was broken by a humming vibrator sound.
Yoon Seoha let out a deep sigh and eyed the pervert in front of her.
"Oh. I'm Han Yubang, deputy from the Onahole Department."
"Your name's... Yubang?"
"Yes. Feel free to call me Tit Bitch."
Han Yubang—Tit Bitch, that is—blushed slightly as she spoke.
True to her name and nickname, she had enormous breasts.
As Yoon Seoha stared at those huge, sagging tits, curiosity bubbled up and spilled out.
"Why are you dressed like that?"
"Pardon?"
"Why the cow getup?"
"Ah. Well, yeah. I figured it suits me since my tits are so big. What do you think?"
Tit Bitch lifted her vulgarly massive breasts as she spoke.
Her slender fingers sank into them instantly in a wondrous sight that made Yoon Seoha's cock twitch hard.
"...It suits you."
"Hehe. Thank you."
"So, is that the reason?"
"No. Honestly, I just felt like it. The Onahole Department has free dress code. Some employees walk around naked."
Yoon Seoha let out a hollow chuckle at Tit Bitch's words.
Walking around naked at work? Her common sense was crumbling.
Actually, it hadn't crumbled yet because of the interview she'd just endured. This company was beyond her understanding. And she had to work here.
Accepting it was better for her mental health than trying to comprehend.
"Anyway, I heard the noises from the interview room just now."
"Ah, so it's not soundproofed."
"Yeah. It's only minimally soundproofed to meet building codes. Hehe, I rarely see the department head get pounded that hard. It was like when Do Yoonseo from the Futanari Department fucks her."
"Do Yoonseo... BB's—no, Department Head BB's lover, right?"
Tit Bitch smiled at Yoon Seoha's words.
"No need to be so polite. Her title's department head, but BB's just a female onahole in the end. No need for a futanari like you, Seoha, to hold back."
She shook her massive tits and started walking ahead.
"Yes, BB Department Head is Do Yoonseo Department Head's lover. Nominally, anyway—she's really just an onahole."
"Onahole..."
"Yep. Onahole. The most cherished among many onaholes, that's all."
Tit Bitch continued as they walked the corridor.
"You're obviously hired, Seoha. So I'm here to introduce you to the company."
They walked and walked the corridors until they emerged into the lobby she'd seen earlier. The sky outside was pitch black, streetlights twinkling below. Time had flown— it was past 1 a.m.
"Everyone's gone home. Only me, you, and the gym pussies are left."
"Gym... pussies."
"Yeah. Gym pussies. Mostly ex-athletes. Onaholes who can't shake their old human habits from society and still train their bodies with workouts."
They boarded the elevator and descended to the basement as Tit Bitch explained.
"They're pretty popular. All that consistent exercise means their grips are killer. And their bodies are top-notch, of course."
Ding—the doors opened on B1.
Whoosh—a thick female musk wafted out.
"Stinky, right? Workouts build up lust. Can't help going into heat."
"Yeah, it's intense."
"Hehe. Come on in."
Yoon Seoha followed Tit Bitch into the gym. No basement mustiness—the female stench overwhelmed even that.
"Gym, cafe, lobby—all public furniture in the company is transparent material."
"Heard that in the lobby. Because perverts?"
"...Yeah. Exactly."
Tit Bitch gave a faint smile at Yoon Seoha's switch to casual speech.
"For example, see that onahole resting over there?"
"Ponytail?"
"Yeah. Newbie who just joined. Took first in high school track meets. She's an adult now, of course."
"Hmm. Impressive. How'd she end up here?"
Tit Bitch grinned mischievously at the question.
"Caught wandering naked at night by someone from Futanari Department."
"Hmm."
"Got jumped and raped. End of story. Company picked her up and turned her into an onahole. She says she's happier now, so win-win?"
It was a horrifying tale.
Not an interview—just forced entry via rape. Was she really satisfied?
Even if now, what about at first?
Maybe they raped her until she was.
Though wandering naked at night... maybe not.
"Seoha."
"Yeah?"
"Everyone here is an onahole. Got it?"
"Yeah, you said."
Tit Bitch flashed a thick, playful smile.
"Exactly. So fuck 'em however you want."
Tit Bitch hefted her vulgar tits as she spoke.
"They're just onaholes. Like jerking off with an onahole alone in your room—no one's gonna complain."
"...You're an onahole too, right?"
"...Yes ♥"
Thud—Tit Bitch's back slammed against the wall.
The distant track onahole looked their way.
"Ahhat ♥ Your eyes are scary..."
"More like you're grinning?"
"Can't... help it? Getting pounded by your cock would feel so good, right? Yeah. It would. The cock that turned BB Department Head into a bitch in heat."
Tit Bitch swallowed hard and kept going.
"Yeah, it'd feel amazing. Brain broken, nothing but cock on my mind, turned into a dumb slut. Can't walk or stand. Legs give out from the pleasure."
Drip drip—love juices splattered the floor.
"Might forget how to stand. Yeah, definitely. If you don't drag me out, I'd be collapsed on this cold, pussy-stinking gym floor, ruined by orgasmic bliss till morning."
Tit Bitch's face twisted in ecstasy.
"Ahh, so dangerous. Might die. No, even if I survive, I'd end up in the aftercare department's recovery machine. Ahh, so risky."
Drool dripped from Tit Bitch's mouth.
"You won't do something that dangerous, right?"
"Spread 'em."
"Ah... ♥"
At Yoon Seoha's command, Tit Bitch spread her legs wide.
Yoon Seoha ripped aside the skimpy cloth over her pussy and yanked out the buzzing vibrator inside. What she'd thought was one turned out to be five or six sausages linked together.
As pussy juice squirted out like a fountain, Yoon Seoha gripped her massive cock and pressed it to the slick entrance.
The starving pussy quivered on contact, sucking it in.
"Ho, hoooook ♥ Kk, oooook ♥"
Another vulgar moan echoed.
This was her third female—fourth, counting BB? Every one moaned like a slut.
Yoon Seoha thrust deeper, pressing her hips flush.
Her huge tits squished, and the womb clung greedily.
"Ah, she's watching."
"Hi, hoooook ♥ Kk, huoooook ♥"
"Can't hear, huh? Whatever."