Depravity! The Futanari Doctor! [Male Masturbation Rampage!]
After finishing her meal, she tossed the apron into the washing machine. With that much food, it was inevitable that bits would splatter on her mouth or clothes while eating. That's why she always changed into her work outfit after breakfast, then washed the soiled apron, brushed her teeth, and cleaned her face again.
'Still... about an hour to spare.'
These inconveniences meant Sena woke up far earlier than her official start time.
*Thud... thud...*
Sena headed to the room with her clothes, preparing for work. *Thud... thud...*
A moment later, she emerged into the living room with her outfit in hand. Her hair was neatly combed, her face lightly made up with pale purple lipstick, restoring her usual dignified doctor persona.
*Rustle.* *Click.*
She fastened her bra, then slipped on a blue blouse shirt over it. Blue had been Sena's favorite color since childhood.
"...Mm."
Next, she began donning the garter belt in her hand... *Swoosh*—her white legs were enveloped by the sheer black stockings, sliding upward— *Click. Click. Click.* She tugged the straps near her thighs, fastening them to the black lace around her hips.
'Not to my liking...'
The black garter belt merged with her stunningly long, pale legs, adding an extra layer of sexy allure. Normally, she'd wear panties too, but...
*Twitch—! Twitch—! Throb—...!*
The towering erection jutting forward made regular panties impossible. And specialized futanarian ones—with ball bras and cock rings—were designed for flaccid states. For Sena, who stayed hard most of the day, the ring would tear under the throbbing shaft, letting the balls sag loose.
Walking around with dangling ball support under her skirt was too embarrassing, so she skipped panties altogether.
*Whoosh—!*
Instead, she pulled on a tight black miniskirt that gripped her thighs and hips fiercely. *Squeeze—...!*
"Hoo."
She bent the erect cock forward, pressing it down with the front fabric of the miniskirt. *Bulge...!*
Its massive size made the bent, bulging outline starkly visible on the tight skirt—but in a futanarian-dominated society, this was acceptable.
"Alright. Time to head out...?"
Fully dressed, with her doctor's coat and bag in tow, Sena slipped into low black heels. *Clack— clink—!*
She stepped out for work.
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*Whirr—*
The elevator's glass door reflected the rising floors ahead. *Clank.*
4th Floor.
The elevator stopped at the floor with the treatment rooms, mainly staffed by nurses. *Screech—* The doors slid open.
*Clack. Clack.*
Sena strode out in her white coat. The spotless interior was tiled wall-to-wall in pristine white, with detailed signs directing patients to exam rooms and consultation areas—all funded by Sena's own money for the remodel.
It reflected her preference for neatness and order. Though she seemed cold on the outside, her interiors showed deeper care for patients than anyone.
*Thud— thud—*
Then, from the opposite end of the hall, two nurses in pink tops and pants approached.
"Ah! Good morning, Doctor!"
"Good morning, Doctor!"
They bowed in unison, greeting her formally as "Doctor."
"Hm? You're out early."
"We had some prep to do between us... But you're early too, Doctor!"
"Me? I come in at this time every day."
Sena brushed her side-swept hair as she replied casually. The nurses praised her dedication without reserve. After three months of work—and several boozy after-parties—their view of her had warmed considerably.
- Doctor Han Sena seems surprisingly kind, doesn't she?
- I was worried she'd be strict at first... Her cold first impression, plus that impressive lower half, made me think she might have a weird personality.
- Everyone's pretty drunk, so I've called taxis. Take the straight route home and be safe.
She always footed the bill at gatherings, ensuring model taxis got them home safely. Combined with her restrained, considerate demeanor at the hospital, the nurses had come to respect Han Sena deeply.
*Bulge—!*
Even that perpetually erect crotch...
- Isn't Doctor Han Sena just so cool? Pretty face, huge package...
- Staying hard all day means insane libido and stamina, yet she holds back like that!
- And she's loaded as hospital director...! Ugh, I wanna marry Doctor Han Sena.
Now, it only added to her allure, with more nurses eyeing her covetously.
"Then get everything ready properly to greet the patients."
"Yes, Doctor!"
But Sena treated them professionally, never with a sexual gaze.
*Twitch...! Twitch...!*
No matter how her crotch twitched at the lusty stares and gestures from these bitches in heat—Sena had endured a full year without giving in. *Clack— clack—*
She barely felt sexual urges even around most women... *Clack.*
'...Hm?'
*Swish—...*
Definitely a bob cut before, but now hair cascading to her mid-back after three months. *Wobble— wobble—*
Despite pants-only dress code, she boldly wore a skirt—revealing the underside of her ass cheeks and the white panties clinging to that plump flesh, obscenely exposed.
'Nurse skirt... It's not that narrow...?!'
Even her size should cover the ass fully, yet this woman's waist had excess fabric belted tight—while her hips and buttocks strained the skirt upward impossibly.
*Gulp...*
Sena swallowed, fixated on the swaying ass and taut, pale thighs.
"You there! Hold up!"
She squeezed her eyes shut and called out loudly to the woman.
"Yes?"
"Yes. Nurse Park Ara, come here."
"...?"
Puzzled but obedient to the director, Park Ara hurried over.
"Hoo... Didn't I specifically say pants? Right?"
"Ah!"
Realizing at last, Ara's mouth gaped in a gasp.
*Snap—!*
"S-Sorry! Doctor!"
She clasped her hands at her belly and bowed deeply in apology.
*Pop...!*
In that instant, a button burst from her fully buttoned top— *Jiggle—...!*
Her massive tits bounced heavily, exposing creamy cleavage.
"Eek...! Wh-What's this?!"
Startled and flustered, Ara felt a piercing gaze on her chest and glanced up slightly.
"..."
Sena stared wordlessly, eyes wide at her bosom.
"S-Sorry! Lately I've been gaining weight... Clothes don't fit right anymore, and no pants in my size either."
Ara covered her cleavage with her palm, face flushed in embarrassment as she explained.
*Whip—!*
Sena abruptly turned, grabbed the doorknob to the nearby "Supply Room," and...
*Bang—!*
...fled inside, slamming the door.
"Hahk... Hahk..."
Panting raggedly— *Whirr...* In the darkness, Sena's eyes glowed red.
*Jiggle—* The milky, sweet-scented tits peeking through the burst button.
*Wobble— wobble—* The ass exuding bitch pheromones through the wedged white thong-like fabric.
"Ugh...!"
Her eyes replayed the irresistibly alluring female form.
*Grind— grind—!!*
Like during a wet dream, veins bulged redder, the shaft thickening grotesquely...
*Snap—!*
"Kyak!?"
It hiked up her skirt, thrusting its shape out brazenly.
*Grind... Gruunch...!*
'Th-This my... cock?'
The grotesquely swollen form she'd never seen before—blood-engorged, flushed red, the meat rod heaving desperately.
"Kghuh...!"
A male urge to burst out and ravage that fresh bitch overwhelmed her.
"Ahk—! Ahhk—Eek!"
But with her last shred of reason, Sena gripped the shaft like a club with both hands and began stroking furiously.
*Stroke— stroke— stroke—*
Even rough palm pressure forward and back...
*Twitch...! Twitch...!*
The untouched cock surged wildly— *Throb—! Throb—! Throb—!*
Its balls heaved— *Throb—! Squeeze—...!*
"Heeek...!?"
Boiling up in an instant.
*Gurgleee...!!!*
'C-Coming—!! Something's rising! Hic, can't stop it...!! Gonna cum no matter what—!!!'
"Eeeeeek...!!!"
Sena clenched her teeth to muffle screams, lest those outside hear—face distorting.
*Gurgleee...!!!! Shooooooo———!!!!!*
In that moment, from the scrotum like a volcano erupting.
*Bulge—!!*
"Ohook!?"
Swelling the cum tube, racing down the urethra— *Spurt— spurt——!!!!*
Concentrated jelly-like globs of white fluid!
"Ughkghuuuh—!!! "
Eyes rolled back, teeth grinding, Sena's thigh muscles tensed sharply—
'Out it comes—!! Something!! Something's coming—!! Coming coming coming coming coming coming—!!!'
*Tremble tremble tremble—!!*
From the twitching urethral slit of the flared red glans.
*Pssshhoooo—!!!! Byurururu—!!! 'Ohgooooook—!!!' Byurururu—!!!! Pssshhoooooo———!!!!*
Sticky honey-like white fluid jetted forward in long streams.
*Gurgle—!! Throb—!! Throb—!!*
Unlike normal males, Sena's massive balls—storing vast semen—pumped like pistons from the base, sending more up relentlessly.
*Gulp—!! Gulp—!! Pssshooo—!! Pssshoo—!! 'Won't stop—! Not stopping—!! Heeek!!!' *
"Onghooook...!!!"
Sena clutched her firehose-like cock, spraying thick, concentrated white semen forward for ages.
'Nooo—!! Going insane—!! Cumming so hard my brain's frying—!!'
"Ohgoook—!! Oooht—!!"
Unable to hold back, vulgar moans escaped her lips.
——*Pssshoooo—!!*
The final massive glob from deep inside blasted out.
*Thud—...!*
"Onghok... Ok... Ok...!"
Sena collapsed to her knees, utterly spent—lips pursed, ruined face leaking faint whimpers.
*Drip... Trickle...*
The supply room floor was painted white— *Shoooo...!* The warehouse-like space filled instantly with thick semen musk.
*Grind—! Grind—!*
Despite the colossal load, her cock remained rock-hard.
"Hook... Hook..."
The pleasure dwarfed her first masturbation—indescribably intense.