Sensory Blocking Magic (6)

...No way.

A coincidence like this wasn't supposed to exist. But the direction Thomas had bolted from the alley lined up almost perfectly with the direction of the sensation coming from the hole.

"What's wrong, Na-ho?"

"Hold on... I think I found my slime."

"Oh? Really?"

"Yeah... um, it's synchronized with me... through magic."

I rattled off that stupid excuse and focused harder. Filter this out, skip that, keep going that way...

What's over there?

A little more. Just a little more. Show me. I pleaded with my platinum-light magic.

Then, as if a new pair of eyes had opened, the surrounding landscape came flooding in. It felt like staring at a game monitor.

Ah... the Academy... staff... dormitory?

And in the same instant, a violent rebound slammed into me.

"Ahk!"

"N-Na-ho!!"

Yu-ra caught me as I staggered. My vision went hazy, a searing pain ripping through my eyeballs. I clung to her for a moment, groaning.

"Nngh..."

"Wh-what did you even do?! We need to get to the church, right now!!"

"N-no! I'm fine... Yu-ra, I'm okay."

"But..."

"I said I'm fine..."

I talked her down with everything I had. The church was... a bit of a problem, all things considered.

The pain faded soon enough, and my vision cleared. Yu-ra finally relaxed.

"Stop scaring me like that!"

"Sorry... but I think I found the slime."

"...Just how precious is that thing, anyway?"

"...Very."

It's basically my pussy, okay... If that thing's just sitting out there somewhere, of course it's fucking precious...

"Let's go, Yu-ra. We're running out of time."

"Okay!"

This time I was the one dragging Yu-ra along. My legs kept buckling on the way, so I braced them with magic.

My body's acting weird...

Maybe I still hadn't fully adapted to the Sensory Blocking Magic.

Past the shopping district, across a wide stretch of lawn, we arrived. Tucked into a corner of the Academy grounds sat the Staff Dormitory.

"...It's here?"

"Yeah."

I was certain. The magic-sense had reacted so strongly. Somewhere in this housing complex, my hole was waiting.

Finally.

I could get away from that unspeakable pleasure that got rammed into me every night.

Then Yu-ra's voice cut in.

"But... we're not allowed in here."

"...Huh?"

"You're not supposed to enter other 'dormitories.' And this counts as a different one."

"...Why? We can't even just walk in?"

"Nope. Apparently... there've been a lot of incidents."

Well... yeah. Staff and students could start hooking up, I supposed. And barging into a residential complex would be sketchy to begin with — especially since this Academy was basically a quasi-military facility. On top of that, a heavy iron gate blocked the visible entrance, and next to it sat a keypad machine with a passcode.

We're getting stuck here?

Still, it was too early to despair. I'd already roughly identified the someone currently pounding away at my hole. I murmured quietly.

"Status window."

"Fuck..."

The last time I'd checked, the Impregnation Rate had been 55%. And it was already at 72%? Plus all those filthy words stacked up as status ailments. Without the Sensory Blocking Magic, I'd probably be squirting all over the street right now.

I pressed a hand to my lower belly, which felt oddly squelchy, and asked,

"...Yu-ra, how long has it been since we left the shop?"

"Hmm... a little over thirty minutes, I think?"

How much did that bastard even cum in just thirty minutes... My hole was such a legendary pussy that he'd have no choice but to finish fast, sure. But seventeen percent was about the same level of performance he'd shown on the first day.

And the Impregnation Rate climbing in real time. Seeing that, I was even more certain. The son of a bitch who'd taken my first hole was Thomas.

Then what the hell did this bastard buy at the adult store?

At first I'd figured he was picking up supplies for the STD support group. But thinking about it... a guy's hole or my hole... a hole's a hole, right? Except mine felt way better, and he wouldn't even know it belonged to a woman.

Then... drugs.

This bastard had definitely used pills while pounding my hole before. I'd wondered where he'd gotten Viagra-like stuff. He'd bought it at that adult store.

While I was following that train of thought, Yu-ra called out to me.

"Na-ho, they said we can come in?"

"...What?"

Why? I looked past Yu-ra and saw the tightly shut iron gate standing wide open.

"I told them we came to see Uncle Thomas, and they opened it?"

"...Why would you mention Thomas?"

"Uh... that's the only name I knew?"

This hopeless ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠friend of mine. But looking at that wide-open gate, I wavered. Curfew was at ten, and it was almost that...

Go in? Or not?

After a brief moment of hesitation, I chose to go in. I needed to at least know where Thomas's quarters were, so I could sneak in later and plug the hole.

As we approached the entrance, a potbellied middle-aged man came out to greet us.

"Heeey, welcome, students. You said you came to see Thomas."

"Ah... yes."

"That darkie bastard's got some real talent, huh. Calling in schoolgirls day in and day out. Go on in."

The man's lecherous gaze swept over Yu-ra and me. Good thing we were wearing long training clothes with barely any skin showing. I sidled closer to the guy, who was even licking his lips like we looked delicious, and asked,

"Sir."

"What?"

"Do a lot of people come to see Uncle Thomas?"

"Course they do. Ain't that why you came, missy? The guy even put in for leave tomorrow, heh heh. How much pounding's he planning to do."

"Na-ho?"

"Hold on."

Leaving Yu-ra's cry behind, I stepped even closer to the man. I could see his nostrils flaring.

"It's my first time, so... if we're late, how do we get back to the dorms?"

"Ah... that? Today's proctor is Scarlet, isn't it? That redheaded, stuck-up bitch. I mean, teacher."

"Ah... is she...?"

"Yeah, that bitch has her fun with Thomas too. Every weekend the screaming's just something else."

"...Thank you."

"Sure. If he ain't enough for ya, I'm right here too. Heh heh."

I blocked the hand reaching to smack my ass with a pulse of magic and walked over to Yu-ra.

"Let's go."

"What was that all about?"

"We've got curfew, remember. Just in case."

"Ah... tch. Ms. Scarlet... I didn't think she was like that."

"Whatever. Teachers have private lives too."

"True."

We talked as we searched for Thomas's quarters. The Academy had so much money it had basically built itself over the entire ruined territory of North Korea, so the staff housing turned out to be individual single-family homes. Well, and you couldn't be an Academy security guard as a regular civilian anyway.

We walked a bit further and spotted a nameplate that read Thomas Johnson.

What a name...

"This must be it."

"...Yeah."

"What do you want to do, Na-ho? You really think Mr. Thomas took the slime?"

"Yeah. I can feel it from here."

Damn it all... It was an absurd story, but Yu-ra believed me. Or maybe she'd just decided to go along with it. Grateful, I said quietly,

"...Thanks for putting up with my stubbornness, Yu-ra."

"Don't mention it. I'm always on your side, Na-ho."

"...Yeah. Let's go in."

The gate to the front yard was already open. No — it didn't look like he'd even intended to close it.

Was the hole that fucking urgent...

He'd even taken tomorrow off. Looks like he was planning to spend Friday, Saturday, and Sunday living in that hole. Before going in, I opened the status window one last time.

...Ovulation? And why does everything say "intense"...

The moment the question formed, an alert popped up.

Fertilization and childbirth at the same time? Fuck, does this thing not even do cell division?

"Na-ho, hurry up and come on."

"...Yeah."

I swallowed a sigh and followed Yu-ra. The two of us slipped into Thomas's house like a pair of stray cats. The front door wasn't closed either — it stood open. As if... he couldn't even spare the time to shut it.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah...!!"

The moment we stepped inside, a man's ragged moans filled the air, along with a faint smell of sweat.

Surprisingly, no musk of... ah. The hole's absorbing all of it...

I accepted that on my own for a moment. Then, from what you'd call the living room — in the darkened space, wet slapping sounds mixed with moans.

"..."

"..."

A dark living room. A completely naked Black man was slamming his hips down against the floor with desperate intensity. He didn't even register that the two of us existed.

"Hngh, huaaah, hyaaah...!!"

Then he pressed his hips flush against the floor and shuddered all over. Normally, thrusting like that against a floor would shatter your dick... There was definitely a hole there.

And the Impregnation Rate climbing at the same time. With that, I'd pinpointed the hole's location. My hole was right there, where Thomas was pounding the floor.

"Nnngh..."

Thomas, who I'd thought had collapsed, made a sound. He barely managed to roll over, and a long pillar sprang up from the floor.

"Hup?!"

"Hhk?!"

Yu-ra and I clapped our hands over our mouths at the same time. The first cock I'd laid eyes on since coming here wasn't even mine — it was someone else's. An impossibly thick, massive dick drooped, wobbling. Fortunately, Thomas didn't seem to have noticed us. Well, the second he sat up, he grabbed a pill packet sitting next to him.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp... more, moreee... feel so good-you..."

The moment he downed the pills, his wilted cock ballooned back up — the stuff worked fast. Without so much as a glance in our direction, Thomas rammed his dick back into the hole.

It's too dark to see properly, but it's definitely ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠there.

Yu-ra and I clung to each other, watching Thomas. Could a person even be that desperate?

Just how good could it possibly be...

If I dropped the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Sensory Block right now, it might turn into a catastrophe. Thankfully, I still had plenty of magic left.

Soon Thomas, still pounding the hole, seemed to tire and started grinding his body against the floor like a slug.

"Hngh, so good-you, the best-you...!! Nngh, Onahol! Bet that damn bitch's pussy feel this good too-you!"

You fucking bastard... You never went to the STD support group, did you. Still thinking about women, looking at that.

"Me, someday I gonna... like a dog, ram that pussy-hole of hers-you...!! Huaaaagh!!"

Thomas came while verbally devouring me. But something felt off. Even accounting for him lying down...

Has his build gotten smaller?

That question hung in the air as Thomas stopped moving. Yu-ra and I looked at each other, then slowly approached.

"...I think he's passed out?"

Yu-ra said. Her physical senses were far sharper than mine, so it was trustworthy enough. She poked Thomas with a finger. No reaction.

"Let's roll him over."

"Okay."

Yu-ra grabbed his relatively heavy upper body, I took his legs, and we shoved ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠him over.

"Nngh..."

"Hup..."

Reinforcing our bodies with magic made us a lot stronger — it was doable. And Thomas's body flipped over more easily than expected.

"Hik..."

"Ugh..."

Thomas's half-softened cock flopped and wobbled. We both edged back, then stepped closer once it stopped moving.

"...Is this it?"

"...Looks like it."

On the brown wooden floor sat a black circle roughly ten centimeters across. You couldn't see anything inside it at all. Yu-ra stepped aside, and I reached out and touched the hole.

I finally found it.

My hole.