Permanent Corruption
Han Seah stared at the syringe-shaped tool lying on the floor.
"Is that... something the previous exploration team used and discarded?"
She picked it up. Several similar tools were scattered around, but this one still contained its full dose.
"It looks unused. Maybe they dropped it by accident?"
Her gaze drifted to the small label on its side.
The label was covered in dense, tiny text.
Mammary Gland Rapid Expansion Drug
[This enhancer abnormally accelerates mammary gland development, dramatically increasing breast volume in a short time. Immediately after administration, skin elasticity improves dramatically and breast size permanently enlarges. As a side effect, the nervous system is rewired to become hypersensitive. Even the slightest friction or brush of fabric against the breasts produces intense electrical stimulation. Over time, the sensory threshold lowers, creating strong physical dependency on touch.]
[Warning: This product causes permanent mutation. Recovery after administration is impossible. Wearing normal clothing may become difficult.]
She knew exactly what kind of people used drugs like this.
The Ero Trap Disarmament Team.
Powerless women who survived by using their own bodies to neutralize erotic traps inside dungeons.
To someone like her, who had spent years honing proper exploration skills, they were no different from common whores.
"To rely on illegal drugs instead of learning real techniques... they're not even worth speaking to."
She swung her arm to throw the syringe away.
But her hand refused to let go.
Using the drug would let her pass the trap ahead. Refusing meant disobeying her master's order to follow him deeper into the dungeon.
"No... it can't be..."
Her arm slowly moved toward her chest.
No matter how hard she tried to resist, she couldn't stop the motion.
"This drug... once injected, it's truly irreversible..."
As the needle drew closer, the drug's listed effects echoed in her mind.
Permanent physical mutation.
Irreversible.
Normal clothing restricted.
Each one was devastating for a woman, yet she had no right to refuse.
"Hng...♥"
The sharp needle pierced her breast. The pain lasted only a moment.
Almost immediately, a wave of pleasure so intense it erased the pain flooded through her.
"Huuuuh...♥ Ah, aah...♥"
A sweet moan escaped her lips without permission.
Her breasts grew hot. Something beneath the skin swelled and expanded with vivid clarity.
Why does this illegal drug... feel so good...♥
Her breasts weren't simply enlarging.
The drug forcibly expanded her mammary glands, mixing pain and pleasure that felt like tweezers directly stimulating each individual nerve, shaking her brain.
"Hng...♥ Haaah...♥"
She tried to steady herself against the wall, but her legs gave out and she sank to the floor.
The newly heavy breasts swayed, their weight sending fresh stimulation through her body.
Her nipples had already become extremely sensitive. Even the slightest brush of air sent electric sparks racing up her spine.
"Hiih...!? Ahhh...♥"
Han Seah clenched her teeth, yet the moans leaking between her lips grew sweeter and sweeter.
When she lifted a hand to touch her own breast, the mere contact against her palm made her lower abdomen throb and grow wet.
To end up with such stupid breasts... I'm no different from those ero trap whores now...♥
The proud woman's mind recoiled at the thought of "looking like a whore," yet her body responded with complete honesty.
The drug's side effects were slowly consuming her.
As her sensory threshold dropped, even simple contact ignited overwhelming desire.
She brought trembling fingers to her nipple and gave it the lightest touch.
Aah...!!♥ This... feels too good...♥♥
Her back arched violently as a small climax-like pleasure crashed over her.
Her eyes glazed over. Her lips parted halfway, a thin trail of drool slipping down her chin.
Han Seah sat on the floor, panting.
The fact that she now had to pass the trap with this body filled her not with fear, but with a strange, shameful anticipation.
Still... my breasts are the only thing that's changed. The rest of me... is still normal...
She tried to comfort herself while gazing down at her still-swelling breasts.
The change was permanent and irreversible.
And now, with this new body, she had no choice but to continue deeper into the dungeon.
"Huu..."
She steadied her breathing and pressed her chest against the panel once more.
Analyzing breasts.
Chest circumference: 93 cm. F-cup.
Areola diameter: 4.9 cm.
Nipple diameter: 1.2 cm.
Nipple height: 1.1 cm.
Breast sensitivity: High.
Analysis result: Breasts meet both size and sensitivity criteria. An obscene chest. You may proceed.
The trap deactivated without issue.
After confirming the translucent wall had vanished, Han Seah gritted her teeth and began walking forward.
Yet with every step, her enlarged breasts swayed heavily in rhythm.
Each brush of air against her nipples, each slight jiggle, sent sharp tingles straight to her lower abdomen.
One step.
Two steps.
The longer she walked, the more sensitive her body became.
Even the touch of air against her lightly sweating skin felt like stimulation.
What would Jihoo think if he saw me like this...
The thought made her face burn.
As his senior, she felt utterly ashamed of her current state.
Yet that very shame somehow only heightened the stimulation further.
After carefully descending for about ten minutes with her hypersensitive body, another translucent wall blocked her path.
"Haa... another trap."
This time the panel was positioned lower.
Below her waist, exactly at pelvic height.
In its center was a concave groove clearly designed for a woman to spread her legs and press her most intimate area against it, along with a softly glowing scanning line.
Seeing it, Han Seah instinctively pressed her thighs together.
Her breasts alone had already turned her body this lewd. Now the trap demanded an even more private part of her.
But she had no right to refuse.
She had no choice but to pull down her panties and press her sex against the panel.
Analyzing genital specifications.
Labia length: 4.1 cm (outer) / 2.8 cm (inner).
Clitoris diameter: 0.6 cm / protrusion height: 0.4 cm.
Vaginal entrance diameter: 0.9 cm (2.8 cm when relaxed).
Vaginal depth: 11.5 cm.
Clitoral sensitivity: Low.
Vaginal sensitivity: Low.
G-spot sensitivity: Low.
Analysis result: Far below required standards. An immature, insensitive pussy. Passage denied.
"..."
She had half-expected this result, so she felt no anger.
If anything, she was calmer than during the previous trap.
Han Seah let out a small sigh.
Then her eyes fell to the floor.
Just like before, syringes lay scattered about.
Most were already used, but one still contained its full contents.
She slowly bent down and picked it up.
The label read:
Clitoris/Vaginal Mucosa Hypersensitivity Enhancer
[This enhancer drastically develops the nerves of the clitoris and vaginal walls, greatly increasing pleasure receptors. After administration, the clitoris permanently enlarges, vaginal wall sensitivity becomes extreme, and vaginal secretion volume increases abnormally. Even minor stimulation triggers strong convulsions and near-orgasmic pleasure. Over time, sexual desire becomes difficult to suppress, sensitivity to sexual stimuli rises, and the clitoris remains permanently erect as a side effect.]
[Warning: This product causes permanent mutation. Recovery after administration is impossible. Wearing normal clothing may become difficult.]
Her grip tightened around the syringe.
Again... another one of these...
With her breasts already changed, she was past the point of turning back.
Seo Jihoo's command.
And the growing hunger of her own body.
Han Seah bit her lip and lowered her gaze to her lower half.
***
"Unni. The remaining drug count doesn't match the inventory list."
The short-haired woman with a cigarette in her mouth spoke while double-checking the inventory sheet.
The long-haired woman sitting beside her lifted her tired face.
"Again? How many are missing?"
"One 'Clitoris/Vaginal Mucosa Hypersensitivity Enhancer' and one 'Mammary Gland Rapid Expansion Drug.' Two total. No usage records either."
The long-haired woman sighed heavily and scratched her head.
"You probably dropped them again. Remember the fuss last time when you lost one?"
The short-haired woman scanned the list once more and shrugged.
"Probably. We were moving fast while disarming traps, after all."
"Those drugs are dangerous without the neutralizer."
"I know. I know."
The short-haired woman chuckled and exhaled a long stream of smoke.
"But we're not idiots. Who in their right mind would inject that crazy stuff directly into their own body without a neutralizer? Especially those drugs... they'd permanently wreck your tits and pussy."
The long-haired woman gave a small laugh.
"Right. No normal woman would ever do that. If they got stuck at a trap, they'd just wait or give up and leave. Even if someone offered us a fortune, we'd refuse those drugs without the neutralizer."
The short-haired woman folded the inventory sheet roughly and stood up.
"Well, the warnings are clearly written. Don't worry about it. We'll restock on the next job."
"Yeah. No need to file a report or anything... let's just move on."
The two women ended the conversation casually and began preparing to move to the next dungeon.