The Depraved Job Interview
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About thirty minutes had passed since the people ahead went in. Jiyeong let out a small sigh as she anxiously stared at the interview room door, waiting for her turn.
As her interview time approached, she could feel just how reckless she'd been—skin-deep. Should she just turn back now?
Clunk!
The tightly shut interview room door swung open. Jiyeong's body jolted. She'd only just gotten used to the name tag pinned to her chest. Now it was her turn.
"Applicants 4, 5, and 6. Please come in."
Hye-min's voice echoed from inside. Jangmi jumped to her feet beside her and said—Jeongmi's expression was as stiff as Jiyeong's, though for different reasons.
"Alright! Let's go!"
With Jeongmi's spirited voice steeling her resolve, Jiyeong stepped into the interview room. She reviewed in her head what she needed to do as she walked in slowly.
'Huh? But... the people ahead haven't come out, have they?'
That was right. People had gone in, but no one had come out. Suspicious. But even feeling that strangeness, her feet didn't stop heading toward the room.
Three chairs were lined up inside the interview room. And in front of them sat three interviewers. Jiyeong quickly scanned them with her eyes.
Two women and one man. The one in the center was that guy from the company presentation—the one named Geum Taeyang, just as she'd expected.
"Starting from number 4, take the chairs on the left in order."
Taeyang said. Jiyeong frowned at the long office desk that hid his lower body.
A woman's high heel peeked through the gap between the desk and the floor. And she could sense someone's presence under the desk. Now she knew why the applicants who'd gone in before hadn't come out.
"Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurrrp!"
"All three of you chose the secretary position."
Taeyang spoke calmly while flipping through papers, even as he enjoyed the fellatio. His eyes roamed their faces one by one, like a hunter eyeing prey.
"Have a seat for now."
Jiyeong sat in the middle chair. A chill ran down her spine—she felt like a fish laid out on a chef's cutting board.
The number 4 woman on Jiyeong's left spread her legs wide as she sat, then casually hiked up her skirt. Shameless and bold.
Her pussy was visible under the skirt. No panties. Her neatly waxed bare mound was striking.
"Oh ho, number 4 is thoroughly prepared."
Taeyang said that and scribbled something on the papers. Jiyeong couldn't see it from her side, but it was a dick doodle.
In response to number 4's provocative opening move, Jangmi on Jiyeong's right lifted her top and flashed her tits.
"Oh! It's a bit hot in here."
She said that and naturally stripped off her full suit, top and bottom, as if it were nothing. Of course, she wore no underwear underneath. Jiyeong broke into a cold sweat watching her.
"Number 6 is well-prepared too. In contrast... number 5."
As Taeyang's gaze fixed on Jiyeong, she stripped like she had no choice. In an instant, she was naked.
Having endured the humiliation at the company presentation before, the shame was much less this time. There were far fewer people now. She could endure this much.
'It helps, I guess. Though I never wanted this kind of dogshit help...'
But this was just the beginning.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Jangmi spread her legs wide open and started masturbating. She didn't hide her moans at all. If anything, she let out lewd sounds to seduce.
"Ah~ Ungh~! Hngh~♥ I have this habit of unconsciously masturbating when I'm tense~! Sorry~!"
"No problem. Knowing how to control your emotions is important. That's a plus. Good. Let's start with self-introductions. Number 4 first."
At Taeyang's words, the number 4 applicant stood.
"Yes. Oh Eun-hee, 24, from Jinglebell University. Bust B-cup, waist 60, hips 85. Favorite position is doggy, first time at 17 with a high school senior~!"
She said it while shaking her ass flirtatiously. Even a stripper interview wouldn't have such slutty moves. But when it was Jiyeong's turn, she had to do the same pose.
"J-Jiyeong Park, fourth-year at Jinglebell University. 22 years old. Breasts probably C-cup... waist 55, hips around 80... Virgin."
"Oh ho! Is that true?"
Taeyang widened his eyes and asked. Jiyeong nodded, cheeks flushing.
"Haha. With a name like Park Jiyeong, I figured you'd been fucked a ton, but nope."
"Puhuhu! Interviewer! You're hilarious!"
Taeyang's pun was so lame it was criminal, but Jangmi laughed her ass off from the side. Jiyeong felt immense shame and humiliation.
"Then, can you show us your hymen?"
"Ah... Yes."
Jiyeong spread her legs in an M-shape and made a V with her left hand to spread her pussy. Her hymen was clearly visible. Taeyang licked his lips at her twitching inner walls.
Next was Jangmi's self-introduction.
"Hong Jangmi, fourth-year literature major at Jinglebell University. First time with a college senior, dated about three guys including office workers. Favorite position is cowgirl! Special skill..."
Jangmi strode up to Taeyang. She climbed onto the desk and shoved her pussy in his face. Then she mercilessly fingered her entrance.
"Ah~ Ungh!"
Squirt!
"Squirting! I came once from masturbating earlier! Hngh! Gonna cum again soon from nerves!"
"This... is exactly the talent our company needs."
Taeyang, drenched in Jangmi's juices, said with the eyes of a hawk spotting prey.
Feeling threatened by the competition, number 4 Eun-hee raised her ass and clenched her sphincter. Thick anal beads popped out of her asshole one by one.
"Hnnngh! I've trained my asshole hard too!"
"Oh ho. With beads this thick, you could take a cock right away no problem."
"Yesss~! I cleaned the inside spotless."
At that, Taeyang shot up from his seat. He was bottomless underneath. His cock glistened with saliva—from the applicant under the desk who'd just been sucking him off.
"Time for a usability test. Right now."
"Please do~!"
Taeyang pounced on Eun-hee like a demon. Jiyeong averted her eyes. Too stimulating for a virgin like her.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Haaang~! Interviewer's cock is thicker than the anal beads!"
"Heh heh! Pass! Pass! This is the kind of asshole our company needs."
"Ah! Announcing it already?"
Jangmi said with wide eyes. She bit her lip, went to Taeyang's side, and started jerking him off with his hand on her.
"Interviewer~! My pussy here's nice and wet too~!"
"Hahaha! Prepared talent! Number 6 passes too!"
"Really!? Yay!"
With two already passed, Jiyeong grew anxious. Taeyang hadn't even glanced her way. But she knew her strongest weapon.
'Ugh! No choice! This is to exterminate monsters... If I back out here, who knows the damage. Can't leave the future to some unpredictable magical girl...!'
She squeezed her eyes shut, looked away, spread her legs, and whispered to Taeyang.
"Um... my brand-new pussy is open here..."
Taeyang fell for Jiyeong's temptation in one second.
"Can't hold back!"
Splurt!
"Kyeaaang!"
Jiyeong let out a yelp like a puppy kicked in the leg. The thick cock piercing her hymen was too big for a virgin like her. The deflowering pain hit even harder because of it.
"W-Wait! It hurts! Hurts!"
"Hee hee! Life's a chain of pain!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Humans evolved to avoid pain. Probably not just humans.
All life hates pain. Pain itself is a sensory signal warning of danger, so it makes sense every creature evolved that way.
Jiyeong felt a searing, electric pain like fire in her lower body. So this was the legendary deflowering agony.
Media described it as flesh tearing, but this was something fundamentally different.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
A springy cock was ravaging her pussy. A tanned, full-body bronzed guy who didn't fit a leading corporation at all hugged her from above.
His body was packed with muscle—firm, but more chewy than hard.
"Hnnngh~! Hng! Hngh! Haaaang!"
Jiyeong couldn't hold back the moans bursting out. Humans moan in pain and pleasure. Hers right now were split almost 50-50.
She felt strangely detached from her own body. The dizzying pain scraping her vaginal walls was undeniably shudder-inducing agony. It rivaled the intense wounds from her magical girl days long ago.
But overlaying that pain was a bizarre sensation. Like the relief of peeling off a hard scab?
The novel feeling smothering the pain from her pained pussy was enough to confuse Jiyeong's sense of self.
'Am... am I actually feeling good?'