Relieving the Side Effect
We returned to the agent-only dormitory at the academy and each wrote up a simple report. Scratch, scratch. Not just Jenny, but I had paperwork to submit related to this mission too, though I had zero motivation for it.
What a pain...
The headmaster clearly wasn't expecting much from me anyway, so I just wrote that I'd carried out the mission adequately with no special incidents. Once I finished that half-assed job, I watched Jenny diligently filling out her forms at the desk next to mine.
Suddenly, I got curious. What was the original protagonist doing right now? Was it okay for me to be lounging around like this? Without John Peralta, who was supposed to be his partner, would he even cooperate with the rebels?
Guidebook, what is the original protagonist doing right now?
In the original story, at this point, the protagonist was suppressing the rebels. He was achieving brilliant results as a rising star agent.
What about now, outside the original? There must be big and small differences since I became an agent.
I cannot know until the Tester meets him directly. I can only tell you facts from the original story.
The Guidebook isn't omnipotent either, huh.
[......]
While I bantered with the Guidebook, Jenny finished her report and headed into the bathroom. The sound of running water made dirty thoughts bubble up as I listened to her showering.
Would it be okay if I went in while she's washing up?
Since her emotions were suppressed anyway, she probably wouldn't feel any shame. If I made up a decent excuse and slipped in, who knows what could happen. I stripped off my clothes right away and barged into the bathroom.
The door flew open with a bang. Whoosh...
There stood Jenny Windfield in the tub, shower water cascading over her as she washed her body. Water droplets caught the light from the window, slowly trickling down her skin in slow motion. As the suds rinsed away, her naked form emerged. Beneath that stiff uniform hid a toned, elastic figure. At the end of breasts too full for one hand to grasp, pink nipples shyly perked up. A slim waist framed wide hips that asserted their presence.
Glad I came in!
I watched the fanservice scene in a daze, even using high-speed thinking. Then, noticing the door, Jenny turned toward me.
"What is it?"
"I came in to wash up too."
"I'll be done soon. Wait a bit."
"Is there any need for that? It'd be more efficient if we showered together."
"......"
I approached her with the most expressionless face I could muster. This seemed to be a first for her; she froze, saying nothing.
"Your hands stopped. Let me help."
"No, it's fine..."
"You miss spots you can't see when washing alone."
I cut her off on purpose, reaching out to grab her breasts. Using the lingering slickness of the soap, I rubbed them in circles.
Smooth, smooth.
"Your breasts are surprisingly big. Gotta clean under them too."
Savoring the soft, smooth feel, I massaged with both hands, feeling her body react bit by bit. Unlike her icy expression, the nipples at the tips hardened pitifully. I smirked inwardly, moving behind her into a back-hug position. Gripping her breasts, I pressed my rock-hard lower half against her ass.
"I'll get every nook and...!"
Thud.
Feeling my erection against her ass, she slammed me to the bathroom floor. Straddling me to pin me down, she glared with a fierce look.
Pressing my dick against her was too much? Ngh...
"What do you think you're doing?"
From my position lying down, she glanced at my upright lower half.
"Did you stop taking EDP-427 by any chance?"
Thankfully, it wasn't sexual shame that made her attack; she was just questioning me about the drug. I answered as calmly as possible.
"I take it on schedule every time."
"Then what's this? You're feeling lust for me, aren't you?"
Squeeze.
With her blank beauty naked and pressed against me, my erection wouldn't go down. And since she was straddling my stomach to hold me down, the vivid sensation of her ass pressing hard against me was intense.
Her pubes are blue too. Hot.
Looking down at the rough feel on my stomach, her neatly trimmed blue bush came into view.
"It's a side effect of my awakened ability."
"Side effect of an ability?"
Flicker.
"You know I awakened a fire-element ability."
I flicked my finger to show a flame and continued.
"Sometimes uncontrolled hot energy rushes to my lower half, causing this reaction."
"......I've never heard of fire-element abilities having this side effect."
Not convinced, she didn't let up. I muttered inwardly.
Of course not. It's just excitement causing the erection.
"Maybe it's compounded by the bio-experiments from the lab."
"Bio-experiments?"
"You know my name is Minho Moralis. I was a test subject at the Moralis Research Institute. Recently transferred to the academy."
"I see... Moralis Research Institute."
Only after hearing I was a test subject did she nod and get off me.
"Sorry for the misunderstanding."
"It's fine."
Whoosh... She turned the shower back on to rinse. Watching her, a good idea hit me.
"Jenny sunbae."
"What now?"
This time I approached from the front. Having rationalized my erection, she didn't resist.
"Actually, once this symptom starts, it doesn't subside easily."
"......So?"
"Solving it alone takes all day... Might affect tomorrow's mission."
I thrust my dangling lower half toward her.
"Would you help? For the mission."
"For the mission..."
I felt her glance at my dick.
"How should I help?"
"Rub it with your hand first."
I took her hand and guided it to my cock. Contrary to her cold demeanor, her warm palm softly enveloped it. I gripped her hand like an onahole and stroked.
Squelch, squelch.
The lewd sound of water and soap echoed in the bathroom.
"Wider contact area might work better."
"......Okay."
I pulled her close into a hug. Her firm breasts squished against my chest.
Slap, slap, slap.
Burying my nose in her soap-scented nape, I kept stroking. The orgasm built slowly. I didn't hold back, shooting semen onto her stomach.
Splurt, splurt.
Cum shot into her cute navel trickled down her lower half.
"Is it done now?"
"No. Probably need a few more times."
"......It does take a while."
Seeing her red lips, another idea sparked.
"There's a faster way. Is that okay?"
"Faster the better. What is it?"
"Use your mouth directly, Jenny sunbae."
"......"
After a moment's thought, she knelt before me.
Slurp.
"Ngh...!"
Without hesitation, she swallowed my member. Even with the unclean cum taste, she didn't flinch, starting to suck.
I placed a hand on her clumsily moving tongue's head and thrust my hips.
Squelch, squelch. Slurp.
Lewd sounds of swallowing precum and cum, mixed with bursting air bubbles, stimulated my eardrums. My already maxed-out cock hardened further. Her tongue wrapping the shaft felt vivid on my hypersensitive glans, twitching as it signaled release.
Squirt, squirt.
"Mm...!"
Sensing it, she pulled off, and cum blasted vigorously, covering her face. After the facial, she stared blankly at my cock before speaking.
"It is a bit faster......"
"One more time should do it."
"Wait... Mmph...!"
Aroused to the max by her cum-drenched look, I grabbed her head and thrust back in.
"Glurk... Gulp......"
No mercy—I fucked her throat like a pussy. Squelch, squelch. Ignoring her choking sounds, I gripped her head and pistoned.
Too overwhelmed for tongue or suction, Jenny just drooled from her spread lips as she took me. As the piston motion repeated, the surging climax hit. I pulled her head close, burying deep in her throat.
"Ngh...!"
Spurt, spurt.
"Gulp... Gulp..."
Pinned, she swallowed it all this time. I kept cumming until her tongue wriggled, then released her.
"Hah... Hah..."
Unlike her semen-covered body inside and out, her face remained blank as she panted.
"Hah... Is it done now?"
"Seems settled for now."
"Definitely an inconvenient side effect..."
Glancing at my finally subsiding erection, she said.
"I'll ask for your help often from now on."
"......Sure. For the mission."