Who Said I'm Submitting?♥ (Magical Girl Baek Arin - Milk Modification♥ Cow Milking Squeeze♥ Bitch Provocation Hypnosis♥) (1)
Shwaaa—
The bathroom sink. Water gushing from the faucet. Kwon Jihyun, the sergeant standing before it, had droplets trickling down her face.
...I got done in again. Pathetic.
It was morning now. She'd woken up just a short while ago. Yesterday, she'd met the tipster at the café. After that, she'd returned to work without incident. Then, as always, she'd clocked out late and gone home to crash, just like always.
The realization that she'd been hypnotized the night before hit her right after waking.
"Pathetic. I'm gonna die of shame."
She splashed cold water on her face to shake off the fog. The more she did, the clearer yesterday's memories became.
The tipster she'd met yesterday. That woman wasn't a tipster at all.
The whole thing about Shadow Company had just been bait to lure her out.
...No, not just that.
Probably, but that woman herself is part of Shadow Company—
A hypnotist. That woman was a hypnotist. And Jihyun had likely been under her thumb for a long time already.
Not just yesterday, but for months... maybe even years. Though she'd only met the woman in person a few times. Even those encounters had been memory-wiped, so she hadn't recalled them.
But this time, she remembered. She realized she'd been hypnotized.
Song Rahee hadn't slipped up. It was just that before, she hadn't noticed or recalled it—but this time, she had.
There was only one thing she could chalk it up to.
'Getting hit by that man's hypnosis.'
Their hypnosis styles were different. Maybe the two conflicting suggestions canceled each other out inside her.
Without specialized knowledge, that was the best Jihyun could guess. Her own intuitive gifts might have played a role too, but that was still speculation.
-I was shocked. To think your little sister and that man were lovers.
-It's definitely not a normal relationship, but a hypnotist and an exorcist? Yeah, no way that's healthy.
-Looks like you've had some contact with him too...
-Tell me everything you know about that man.
整理. Time to sort this out.
What had happened yesterday? Her memories were intact. The conversation too.
The woman had only asked her a few questions. Nothing else unusual. No new hypnosis planted.
...Probably not.
She's digging into Han Igyeol...?
Han Igyeol, whom she'd pegged as an enemy. Now someone else was after him too.
She'd once thought he was Shadow Company's errand boy. But these past few days, that idea had flipped.
Because of him, Shadow Company had been exposed big time. They'd uncovered several spots that looked like their workshops and arrested some personnel. They'd even found lists of their clients, and investigations were ongoing.
Considering that—
...I'm a cop.
After sorting through her tangled thoughts for a while, Jihyun dried her face with a towel and stared at her reflection again.
Looking in the mirror steadied her shaking self. Blurry memories sharpened. She could feel the hypnosis's grip loosening.
Once she left this mirror, stepped out of the bathroom, she'd forget everything again.
But for now, at least, she could grasp the situation clearly.
'I won't keep getting dragged around like this forever.'
She'd had her fill of humiliation. Mocking the law had its limits.
Kwon Jihyun might get tossed around and smacked down, but she still had a shot.
The hypnosis on her wasn't perfect. She could recall memories from when she was under it, and with some luck, maybe resist it.
So she'd definitely hit them where it hurt. Make sure no one laughed at the police. Show them what the people's shield was made of.
-I was shocked. Your little sister and that man...
'But why bring up Dahye?'
'...Lovers?'
. . .
'I didn't get much useful info out of her.'
A top-tier private massage parlor smack in the city center. The VIP massage room, specially set up, blocked out all the outer world's hustle perfectly, creating an ethereal, serene vibe.
The fragrant, sensual scent of jasmine mingled with sandalwood, teasing the nose. In that space, Section Chief Song Rahee lay nude and languid on the spacious heated bed draped in premium silk.
Entrusting her body to the skilled masseuse's hands, she sank deep into thought.
A week ago, after her closed-door talk with Section Chief Kim Alice, she'd had someone look into intern Han Igyeol.
Nothing special turned up. If anything, his whereabouts before a year ago were a blank. No family ties or connections either.
In a world full of sudden yokai outbreaks, interdimensional immigrants, and all sorts of oddballs, that wasn't too weird.
'But a lover who's an exorcist? And the little sister of that girl I had my eye on.'
There'd been barriers around his place. Probably set by that exorcist girlfriend.
Good thing she'd sent brainwashed humans to scout. It wasn't a dangerous type, but if she'd gone herself as a yokai, it might've left traces.
'Makes casual contact tricky.'
The older sister's intuition was sharper than a normal human's. A trained exorcist little sister would be even better.
That golem that saw through her concealment spell was probably the sister's handiwork too.
A guy who'd snagged a woman like that... And his hypnosis on Sergeant Kwon Jihyun had been refined, impressive.
"...You're getting more and more interesting."
Just a human body. A first-year newbie at that.
His skills, his thoughts—curiosity was bubbling up.
If only she could make contact somehow. Her gut said he'd be a huge boost to her plans...
"Hey, Hope. Two days, huh? Miss me?"
"......"
Just like she said, it had been two days since I'd seen Hope. She didn't seem to have missed me much, glaring with those venomous eyes.
Yesterday, Section Chief Alice had done more mods on her. More tweaks planned every few days ahead.
The main and final process had kicked off about ten days ago. Half that time had gone into Alice's physical alterations so far. The remaining half would follow suit.
"I'll never forgive you bastards! I'll escape this place someday and make you pay...!"
Leaving Hope to her usual lines, I checked her modified body.
I pried her mouth open and pulled out her tongue. A light rub on the tip had it quivering like she might cum just from that.
Next, I kneaded her shoulders like a massage. Sweet moans escaped her.
Then her back, waist, thighs, pussy, and asshole...
A single day's mods didn't bring drastic changes. Heightened sensitivity in her tongue and shoulders, breasts and ass a bit bigger. Nipples, pussy, clit—no visible shifts, but sensitivity was up.
"Oh."
"...!"
Kneading her tits squeezed out milk in a long spurt.
I'd heard it'd happen eventually, but this mod did it.
Grinning, I milked her tits more—squiiiish, squiiiish.
Milk poured out in huge amounts, amazingly.
"Don't... just squeeze like that... stop...!"
"Telling me not to makes me wanna do it more."
I squeezed harder, milk jetting out—squiiiish squiiiish, squiiiish squiiiish.
No end in sight to the flow with each knead.
I latched onto both nipples and suckled straight from the source. Lukewarm milk. Nutty and delicious.
Rene the elf clerk's milk was tasty too.
Rene's had a fruity vibe—slightly sweet, but mild.
Hope's was nuttier, richer. If I had to compare, walnut milk?
And drinking it perked me right up. Per the report, her mods converted magic into milk. Probably the magic in it giving me that boost.
"Aah... weird... getting milked feels... sooo good... head's going funny... hiiiik...♡"
Hope babbled nonsense between ragged breaths. Mods and drugs made it hard for her to stay sane.
Body check done. I pulled my hands from her tits and smacked her ass instead.
"Alright, time for today's training. Let's have fun, Hope."
'Today's the day.'
Hope thought as Igyeol groped her tits and slapped her ass.
Not despair's bitter sting.
She didn't want to admit it, but the opposite.
'Yesterday, after the mods—'
At night, Rita gave her light training. Daily sessions plus bedtime "lessons" from Rita.
Rita's were plenty intense. Teaching defeat, submission, obedience.
Hope couldn't resist her either. Power sealed, she was helpless. No counter to their hypnosis expertise.
'But...'
Comparing Rita's training to Igyeol's, Hope found his superior.
Her heart was drawn to this man's sessions.
Even under Rita's nighttime training, she fantasized about seeing Igyeol instead.
God, no. Ridiculous. She refused to accept it.
Learning humiliation and submission from a guy like this. Looking forward to admitting defeat to him and cumming her brains out.
'I'm—a magical girl.'
Snap out of it. She had to show pride as one.
What was the outside world like now? Chaos from the noise?
How many relied on her?
'I'll escape this place for sure.'
'I won't break...!'
"Retard♡"
That's what Hope said. Smiling. Flashing her cute little fangs.
"Retard retard re-tard♡"
"What the hell are you even thinking, you retarded fuck."
"Gonna make me submit with that pathetic shrimp dick? You serious? You really are a retard, huh? Head on straight?"
"Saying that shit must be so fucking embarrassing. Can't believe you're human. Makes me sick—why don't you bite your tongue and drop dead? For real, just die already."
"You re-tard."
Hope taunted me, smacking my hard cock with her palm.