Magical Girl's Epilogue (Slave Product Baek Arin - Research Collaborator♥ Lover Slave Hypnosis♥ Breast Milking♥) (1)
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The magical girl Stellaris Hope was dead.
No, not literally dead. It was just that she could never go back to how things were before. That's what I meant.
I didn't hate it. How could I? The new life was satisfying.
Things I'd never known before. Things even if I'd known, the old me never would have done.
He taught me those. And helped me make them happen.
This sense of liberation. This happiness. Like when humans discovered fire. Like someone who's tasted modern civilization could never go back to the old ways.
Now that I'd learned this happiness, I could never live like before. And there was no need to, probably.
The world wouldn't need me anymore anyway.
―One week after shipping out the magical girl Hope.
"Welcome, staff from Healing Soul. It's hot outside, right? Come on in."
The slightly plump woman guiding us inside had a no-nonsense vibe. The sharp glasses and white coat suited her perfectly—she looked every bit the director. And indeed, she was the director of this research institute. We called her Director Baek.
My senior and I followed Director Baek deeper into the institute. As we walked the quiet corridors, we chatted briefly about the job.
"When I first heard about it, I was skeptical, but seeing it with my own eyes... impressive. Very satisfied."
We arrived at our destination and opened the door. Inside was a lounge-like space, a far cry from the sterile clean rooms we'd passed earlier.
And in that space was our shipped product: Hope.
"Obedient, listens well, cooperative, and best of all, all the requested options were fulfilled. She'll be a huge help for our research and operations. Once again, excellent work."
Toward the back of the lounge, it wasn't just Hope. There were three or four young women—barely adults, with that fresh-faced magical girl vibe—gathered around. Hope was naked among them, on all fours.
-Giddyup, giddyup, move it. No slacking!
-Nngh... sorry, I am... I'll move, so... please don't torment my pussy and ass anymore...
One rode Hope's back like a horse. Another tugged her collar. Another kneaded her dangling breasts, squeezing out milk. And yet another thrust a dildo relentlessly into Hope's exposed pussy.
"Those girls..."
"The next-generation magical girls. Unlike the first gen, who relied on talent and chance, these are our tech-created anti-Noise warriors."
They were filling Hope's vacancy while proving their own value. Demand for them would only grow.
"They can't match the original yet—output, mana limits, all that. But with Hope's cooperation, that'll be temporary."
Director Baek explained proudly. We listened while checking Hope's condition, ensuring no issues with the product.
The second-gen girls giggled incessantly. Amid them, Hope's sweet moans occasionally slipped out...
―13 days after shipping out the magical girl Hope.
Today, Senior Rita and I visited another client's place—not the research institute from before.
"Guests from Healing Soul? Please, come in."
A woman in a maid outfit greeted us. It was a bit too lewd for standard maid wear, though.
Even more surprising: she was Seong A-reun, Hope's manager.
With doll-like, lifeless eyes, she politely guided us and set out drinks and snacks.
"Master will be out shortly. Please wait a moment."
How long had we waited? Suddenly, the door burst open with heavy thuds—someone stormed out roughly.
"Whoa, kept you waiting? Sorry~."
It was another magical girl like Hope: Magical Girl Blackcle X.
She welcomed us warmly. Beside her was our shipped product, Hope—X's slender arm wrapped around Hope's waist like lovers.
Both wore clothes, but sweat and strange fluids stained them everywhere, breaths ragged. No guessing what they'd been up to...
"Hope, milk for me."
Hope, in the same maid outfit as the manager, ignored our presence at X's command and exposed her breast. The enlarged, modified tit from our work. She carefully milked it into a glass, slow and deliberate—not rough squeezing, but like handling fine wine.
We'd taught her well. Seeing it made me proud.
"Here... ready, X."
"Thanks, Hope. I'll enjoy it."
The glass brimmed with milk. X shook it teasingly before her eyes, then drank. She scraped the last drops with a spoon.
"Any issues with the product?"
"Hmm~ Not sure yet. Need more time."
X finally sat, and we discussed business. Another client eyeing Hope—we checked for problems.
Senior Rita took Hope aside briefly to inspect. No issues from client or product side.
Back in the living room, Hope nestled into X's arms again. X's hand slipped under her clothes, kneading sensitive spots. Hope writhed and twitched in her embrace.
"Satisfied so far, at least. Never thought I'd get to cuddle like this with Hope."
"Glad to hear it."
X's requests: lover hypnosis and slave hypnosis. Turn Hope into her slave girlfriend. Girl-on-girl, but not weird.
"Only complaint? Can't make her exclusively mine. Half the week stolen by others."
"As explained initially, we ask for understanding there."
"......"
"Still, you get the most time. Please consider that."
Hinting no compromise, X clicked her tongue in annoyance. She vented on Hope—rougher hands. Hope climaxed right in front of us.
"Hope. Told you not to cum in front of guests."
"Haa... haa... but X..."
"Said I want your cute orgasm face all to myself."
"Y-yeah...♡"
"Gotta punish you. For cumming without permission."
Hope shuddered in X's arms, nodding eagerly at the punishment talk.
Hope's shipment complete, now entering week two. Client check-ins yielded no major issues.
"She's insanely popular, huh? You think so too, Senior?"
No reply. For her attitude, I smacked Senior's ass.
"Don't... you bastard..."
"Hey, answer properly, Senior. And use polite speech. Suits the mood."
"How long... is this punishment gonna last..."
I didn't know. But President's order hadn't lifted, so Senior was still my toy.
In the car parked in a dark alley outside Blackcle X's officetel, Senior straddled my lap, grinding away in service.
Seeing Hope earlier had my cock rock-hard. Senior's pussy clenched and massaged it perfectly.
"Common for one target to get multiple requests?"
"Not much experience... nngh♡... but usually no..."
Even if so, they'd reject one. Hope was special.
Her clients: multiple, over two.
"Research Institute's Second-Gen Collaboration, Fellow Magical Girl's Slave Lover, even the monster organization's request."
Director Baek from the institute. Fellow magical girl X. Even the enemy org wanted Hope.
If for recruiting as fighter or faction wars, rejected. But no—their wants were different.
Monster org boss totally smitten with Hope. Romantic reasons, so approved.
Now, rotating rental among three factions.
The boss? Queenly vibe, stunning beauty—but over 2 meters, giantess demon.
'If a guy, would've wrecked him.'
Last time with Seo Eunha, accidentally legal client touch. For Hope, I'd planned to anyway—lowered karma on purpose.
Lucky: all clients women. Manageable. Forgiveable. A bit.
Boss and X treated her like lover. Institute: no male staff due to setup.
No other men touching current Hope. Safe.
"...Han Igyeol junior, you..."
"What, Senior?"
"Don't even think of touching products on your own...?"
"......"
Instead of answering, I gripped her waist, stirring inside like a whirlpool. She spasmed with moans.
"Nngh... hnn...! Y-you... no way...?!"
"As if, Senior. No way."
"C-can't... believe... ahhnn♡♡"
Hurtful. So cute a junior, yet she wouldn't trust me. Lie or not, wished she would.
"Gonna cum, Senior. All inside."
"Stop, no... aa... ahhn, aaang♡"
Soon after, I flooded the senior who upset me with thick loads. Still not fully soothed—wouldn't let go till compensated.
"Aa, e-enough already... hnnng♡"
More sex followed; she came buckets.
"This A-rank product's shipment seems successfully complete. Right, Section Chief Park Sea, Section Chief Alice?"
"Yep~."
"Yes, President."
"Section Chief Park Sea, good work this time. Client's sudden add-ons."
"Manager Seong A-reun, right~? Hehe, no biggie—actually fun."
"You two were busy with main targets."
Conference room: President Berze and the two section chiefs seated. Report on desk from Kang Rita.
Detailed Hope's shipment and follow-ups.
Credit mostly Rita's, but my contributions noted too.
Company shaky now—A-rank success a big boost.
"Thus, lift Kang Rita's punishment today."
"Aww~ Wanted more playtime with Rita~."
Park Sea pouted but no objection. Alice same.
"And regarding intern Han Igyeol—"