Chapter 269
Chapter 269
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 269
Chapter Title: Doll Play
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I slowly approached the thug and the gyaru girl.
The gyaru girl, Yoshikawa Misa, eyed me warily.
I didn't take it personally. This was inside a dungeon. You had to watch out not only for monsters but for fellow hunters too. Her attitude was spot on.
"You looked pretty beat up, so I jumped in. Bad call?"
"...No. Thanks for the help. We owe you our lives."
I'd opened with a gentle tone, and Misa eased up a bit. Her short blouse and miniskirt were a mess of blood and dried sweat, with shallow cuts on her thighs and forearms. Scratches from battling some other monster before facing that thorn tiger.
I glanced at the thug sprawled unconscious behind her.
'What was his name again? Nishi-something Ken... Yeah, Ken.'
Ken had a deep gash in his side. They'd stanched it with his shirt, but blood was still seeping out. As a C-rank hunter, he was hanging on—if he were a normie, it'd be lights out instantly.
"Need a hand?"
Misa hesitated. She knew there was bad blood between me and the thug. But she bit her lip and turned to me.
"...Yeah. Please. I'll pay you back, I swear. Ken's... not the type to forget a debt."
I eyed the thug's sweat-drenched face. Didn't give a damn if he croaked. Hell, him dying might make nailing Misa easier.
'Nah. Punk's a hunter tougher than me on a good day. No weapon right now, but subduing him'd be a hassle. Plus, this is a labyrinth. That stone from Mizuchi needs 30 hours to activate...'
Raping her here wouldn't help. To survive this maze, I needed Misa's cooperation. And honestly, straight rape was boring. I could get that anytime in the Playful Life world.
I rummaged in my jacket pocket and pulled out a potion. High-quality stuff.
Misa's face lit up. With this, Ken's survival odds skyrocketed.
She reached out like she was mesmerized. I held the potion and stepped back.
"...Ugh. You're not gonna give it?"
"Too valuable to just hand over. This is my only one. You know what that's worth right now... right?"
"Once we're out, I'll pay you back ten... no, a hundred!"
I hardened my expression, dead serious.
"Don't play dumb. In this labyrinth, this is basically a spare life. A hundred potions later? You kidding?"
"......"
Misa shut her mouth and glared. She knew the potion's true value.
"...Wait. Something's off. Why are you here? You didn't join the event. The weapon, the potion... Don't tell me..."
"Bingo. I came in on purpose. Worried about Se-young noona. This was meant for her."
Lies spilled out effortlessly. And they landed.
"...Please. Give me the potion."
"Even with this, he won't wake up. Not strong enough to fully heal that wound."
"Ken'll die like this. Won't last three hours... Your potion could keep him going till we escape. Help us."
"Yoshikawa Misa. Think smarter."
"...Aren't you here to help?"
"You pretending not to know? Ditch him, and your odds go way up. Cut dead weight. He's baggage. One guy could get us all killed."
I laid out the cold facts. Even if the potion saved him, Ken wouldn't pull his weight. Might not wake at all.
"......"
Misa chewed her lip, glaring resentfully before her eyes softened.
The tension in the air vanished. She dropped her head, kneeling to the floor. Then her torso followed.
Classic dogeza.
"Please... help Ken... Give me the potion..."
I grinned wickedly at her dyed blonde crown. She was hooked. Misa loved that thug more than I'd figured.
"Not sincere enough. Do it again."
"...Yes."
Misa stood, then knelt properly again, bowing deep.
But I was merciless.
"Again."
"...Yes."
"Still no sincerity. Again."
"Yes."
After six repeats, Misa caught on. I wasn't staring at her face—I was ogling her G-cup tits and thick ass.
"......"
Her lips quivered. She squeezed her eyes shut and started stripping. Clothes, underwear, shoes, socks—all folded neatly aside.
"Whew~."
I whistled. Her body exceeded expectations. Those heavy, sagging bronze tits ended in pink inverted nipples, areolas big as two 500-won coins.
A bit of belly pudge, but not off-putting. Kinda hot, actually.
'Hunters usually stay ripped... but some slack off, or their powers don't need the muscle.'
My gaze hit her meaty thighs. No bush—pink clit and thick brown labia majora on full display.
Head bowed, she dropped back into dogeza.
"Hm."
I nodded, stepped forward with a smirk.
"Now that's sincerity. Why not start there?"
"......"
I planted my foot on her head. Eyes on her bronze back and massive ass. Tits so huge they spilled sideways.
Conquest vibes were unreal. Dick already hard.
"Please... help Ken..."
"Good sincerity. But... still lacking."
Unbuckled my belt, dropped pants and boxers. Plopped down right in front of her. Face to the floor, but as a C-rank, she'd sense it.
"Head up."
Misa lifted hesitantly. My cock right there.
"Suck it like that."
"...Ugh. I... I can't..."
"Gotta save your boyfriend, right? He's dying while you hesitate."
"......"
The moment she'd stripped for dogeza, her choice was made.
Misa leaned forward. Plump lips met the glans. She parted them, nibbling the tip, tongue probing the slit and urethra.
Shiver of pleasure. I'd expected skill, but damn.
"You suck dick like a pro. Boyfriend train you?"
"...Mmph. Slurp. Schlick..."
Ignoring me, she focused on the glans. Slick tongue grazed underneath, soft lips massaging.
'Stuck to the tip, huh? Still some resistance? Teasing, but..."
Grabbed her dyed blonde hair, yanked to my cock.
"Mmph?!"
"Suck it right!"
I used her head like a fleshlight, then let go. She kept going on her own.
Slurp! Schlick! Slurrrp!
Misa's technique was elite. Tongue never stopped amid the bobs, cheeks vacuuming, no gag as it hit her throat.
"Ah, cum-hungry slut. Gonna blow—swallow it all."
I shuddered, unloading.
Since Hero's Balls from that achievement, orgasms lasted longer. More cum for her, bad news; extended bliss for me, good.
Gulp. Gulp.
Throat worked nonstop. Even I thought it was a lot.
Cock popped free. Leftover spunk on the tip smeared her lips. Tongue out, she licked it clean.
"Th-that enough? Potion now..."
"Enough? Still rock-hard, see?"
"No way... You came buckets!"
"First time? Heh. Your man's packing light."
Grabbed her hair, pushed down, stood up. Circled behind her dogeza. Heels up, ass cheeks naturally spread.
Pussy and asshole exposed. Clean bronze pucker, thick labia parted to show the hole.
One hand stroked her round ass—then smacked it.
Smack!
Meaty and jiggly. Perfect.
"Heh. Used-up slut pussy, but hunter-tight. My dick dwarfs that thug's—you'll never forget."
"N-no!"
Misa resisted, trying to rise. I smacked again.
Smack!
"Don't back out now. Obvious well-fucked cunt—me not pounding it won't make it virgin again."
Pulled potion from jacket, dangled it before her face. Red liquid sloshed.
"Need this for your man? Know your place, slut."
"...Hic... sniff."
Misa resumed dogeza, sobbing. Tears, probably. Looked like rape, but to me, it was a deal. Potion worth billions now, paid in flesh.
I draped over her back. Hands mauled those spilling tits, cock rubbing pussy and ass. Face at her shoulder, feeling for the hole.
'Clit's here... asshole there... got it.'
Heightened Sensitivity
Vitality continuously consumed.
Squish.
Glans breached the entrance. Pussy wet enough for entry.
"Feel how my cock stacks up to your boyfriend's."
I eased in slow. Hole stretched.
Slut pussy took it smooth at first, then tightened. First time for something this long and thick, apparently.
Slowed more. Focused every sense, inching like a snail. Walls clenched desperately.
One minute later. Bottomed out.
"Ah... ahn..."
Faint moan from head-down Misa. With Heightened Sensitivity, no feeling it would've been weird.
"Thought slut hole'd be loose... This pussy's a gem."
Slow withdraw.
"In again. Gonna make you remember. Pussy might beat brain anyway."
"Hnnngh..."
Twenty minutes.
Slow thrusts, skill active. Stat boost let me hold it effortless.
Thick nectar pooled on the floor.
"Ha... heee... uhn... ah..."
Beast-like whimpers. Face beside hers, crystal clear.
Left hand yanked her blonde ponytail back. Face revealed.
Flushed red. Glassy eyes. Drool from gaping lips trailed her bronze chin. Misa was gone.
"Perfect expression. Should wear it daily. Heh heh heh."