Chapter 120: Sensory Sync Magical Girl Onahole (4)
Chapter 120: Sensory Sync Magical Girl Onahole (4)
Creak—
As the door closed, the sensors recognized the Operator’s entry, and the lights flickered on. The Operator’s private quarters weren't like a typical room; it was a dedicated workshop equipped with professional-grade gear.
‘Most of my work happens here, after all. That time I went to the university Floss’s friend attends… to find the basketball club… that was an exception.’
Even in a joint operation with Floss, the Operator didn't run around on the front lines. His role was to monitor everything from the rear and provide support to Floss as she worked in the field.
He used the professional equipment and multiple monitors in his workshop to survey the situation, provide information, and occasionally make tactical decisions on her behalf, lightening the hero's load on the ground.
Since many heroes had benefited from the Operator’s assistance, none of them looked down on him just because he didn't fight directly. He hadn't reached A-Rank without the skills to back it up.
Conversely, it was because of those skills that the Association had granted him a private workshop of this scale. Not many heroes possessed a personal workspace with security tight enough to leave an onahole lying around without a second thought.
"Whew."
The Operator sat in his swivel chair, spinning around as he sipped his coffee. Then, he spotted something.
The monitor showed Floss glaring at the camera with her hands on her hips. It was a shot captured by a drone camera hovering in the air.
The Operator couldn't help but wonder why Floss had appeared so early. After all, there should have been some time left before the operation officially began.
"What’s up, Floss? Are you starting already?"
[The sooner it’s over, the better, right? I’m busy.]
"Busy with what? Going to see a boyfriend?"
[A-A-A boyfriend?! How could a hero even think about that?! I’m just moving early in case the target realizes I’m approaching and tries to bolt!]
"Always so diligent."
[It’s just that you’re lazy. Come on, buddy, let’s put in some work.]
Her reaction seemed a bit defensive, but the Operator knew better. He knew she was genuinely offended by what she considered a ridiculous slander.
Of course, whether Floss had a boyfriend or not wasn't the point. In fact, considering Floss’s Ero Status, it would have been more normal for her to have a lover or a husband. Otherwise, there was no way her orgasm and sex counts could be that high.
‘This is a bit of a problem, though. I was planning on using the onahole before the operation started, but I didn't expect Floss to be in such a hurry.’
The Operator scratched his head, feeling conflicted. He had already made up his mind to have a quick wank before diving into the mission, and now his plans were falling apart.
It was easy to say he should just give up on his masturbation plans and focus on work. He knew he should be flexible given the situation, but when it came to sexual desire, things didn't always go as planned.
‘If I hadn't thought about using the onahole in the first place, I could have started working without any issues.’
But once the desire had surfaced and he began to crave it, it was already too late to put it out of his mind. The Operator had to satisfy this urge somehow.
Right then, his eyes landed on Magical Girl Floss on the monitor, sauntering about as if flaunting her incredibly hot body. Seeing the breasts and ass of the female he had used as jerk-off material countless times sent a surge of heat to his crotch.
Her massive breasts and child-bearing hips made even a hero’s action-packed battle against villains look like a conceptual AV. The erotic curves that only a woman could possess swayed as if tempting him.
Gulp.
Floss was inadvertently projecting female pheromones through the monitor, casting an unconscious temptation. To the Operator, the footage being broadcast now looked like a live-streamed porn video.
‘Isn't it Floss’s fault for having such a lewd body?’
Floss was simply fulfilling her role as a hero by sweeping up villains, but to someone else, that footage could be used as fresh, live-delivered jerk-off material.
Squelch—
It didn't take long for him to put his thoughts into action. He was alone in his workshop anyway. There wasn't even a slight chance of someone walking in. Using an adult toy in a completely private and personal space wasn't strange at all.
"Ngh…!"
However, using that onahole while on duty—and while communicating via voice with the female hero he was supposed to be assisting—was nothing short of insane.
What if Floss found out? It was an incredibly bold move. If she ever discovered that the Operator was listening to her voice and watching her fight on the monitor while burying his cock in an onahole…
‘Not only would any chance of becoming lovers vanish, but we wouldn't even be able to stay friends….’
Paradoxically, that only made it hotter. Just as many men and women fantasize about public exposure, there was no denying that the thrill of potentially being caught added to the sexual pleasure.
[Operator? Did you say something?]
"Ahem, huh?"
[No, it’s just… your breathing sounds a bit heavy. If I’m mistaken… Ah♡ Never mind….]
"Your voice sounded a bit strange just now, too. Don't worry about me and focus on the mission."
[Hng, ngh…! O-Okay….]
Squish, squish, squish!
The Operator didn't stop, thrusting his hips into the onahole while giving Floss half-hearted responses. Of course, he would give her his full support once the combat actually started, but not yet.
‘But why does her voice sound like that?’
Had her stamina dropped after taking a few days off? Or had she suffered some internal injury in a previous battle? He could only speculate, unable to grasp the truth.
Focused entirely on the pleasure the onahole provided, he didn't notice that Floss was walking a bit awkwardly on the monitor, nor did he realize that her belly was bulging with something long and thick.
"Ngh, ugh… Uh, turn left there and keep running…!"
"T-Thanks for telling me… Hng♡ Aha, I-I just tripped on a rock and got startled…!"
The funny thing was that the Operator was wearing a condom. Since he was at work and not at home, it would be difficult to clean up if he came inside the onahole, and more importantly, there would be no way to hide the smell. It was an unavoidable choice.
‘Ngh, s-soon….’
Was it because he was hearing Floss’s strangely erotic voice in his ears and seeing her inexplicably lewd body live on screen? The urge to ejaculate came much faster than when he was alone at home. Feeling like he was about to blow at any second, he briefly cut the connection.
"Ngh…! I’m, I’m coming……!!"
[…….]
With the connection cut, Floss’s voice naturally went silent. But he could still see her on the monitor. She had stopped running toward her destination and was now panting, her legs trembling as she stared down at the ground.
"Floss, what’s wrong? Are you tired already?"
[N-No… I-I’m fine… But since we started early, why don't we take a little break…?]
"……Well, we have time. If you need it, take a rest."
The Operator cheered internally. Perhaps because Floss was providing real-time visual stimulation, he couldn't be satisfied with just one climax. He planned to keep draining himself until his balls were empty while Floss was resting.
He quickly swapped the condom and inserted his cock back into the onahole. The hole, drenched in a slick fluid that felt like real arousal juice thanks to the automatic lube function, welcomed his thick member.
Slurp—
[Haaah…♡]
Floss let out a heavy breath at the exact same time. No matter how oblivious the Operator was, he had to realize something was wrong by now.
In fact, it was almost ridiculous that he was only noticing it now. Until a moment ago, he had been blinded by the immediate urge to come, but now his head was clearer.
[Floss’s Orgasm Count for Today]
[0 -> 1]
The Operator pulled up a portion of Floss’s Ero Status on the monitor. Perhaps she hadn't had time to masturbate because she woke up early for work, but her orgasm count had been at zero when the operation started.
But it had just jumped from zero to one. And for no other reason than running to the mission area. No matter how much of a pervert Floss was, if she could finish just from running, her daily life would be impossible.
‘……Could it be?’
The Operator took out a felt-tip pen, scribbled a few lines on the onahole’s lower belly to make sure it worked, and then carefully drew a single horizontal stroke—the first mark of a tally—on the onahole’s thigh.
Sluuuurp—
Then, ignoring the vaginal folds that seemed to cling to him as if begging him not to leave, he pulled his cock out of the onahole before suddenly plunging it back in, all the way to the very depths. He watched Floss’s reaction on the monitor with rapt attention.
"Hah… Ngh, hng…♡"
It was shocking, but the result was exactly as expected.
[Floss’s Orgasm Count for Today]
[1 -> 2]
His lips trembling into a slight smirk, the Operator added another stroke to the tally mark on the toy's thigh. In his excitement, he didn't have the presence of mind to rationally judge what he was doing.
‘I don't know for sure yet. I need to verify this a bit more…….’
How many more strokes would be added by the time this mission was over? Better yet, how many full tally marks could he complete? That was a question neither the Operator nor Floss could answer yet.
*
‘What on earth is happening……?!’
I tried to pull my skirt down, attempting to hide my plump, bare thighs. If the enemies saw this, or if it was captured by the drone camera floating beside me, I didn't know what would happen.
Because right now, a tally mark was being carved into my thigh in real-time.
‘Please stop… stooop…!’
