Chapter 14: Invisible Man (9)
Chapter 14: Invisible Man (9)
After becoming a woman, I thought to myself: Nothing much is going to change.
And for a while, I was right. I didn't notice any massive shifts at first. In fact, the changes brought about by gaining the powers of a magical girl were far more significant than the ones from simply becoming female.
But as time went on, I started noticing subtle differences. It felt similar to when I was a man, yet there was a distinct gap. Even setting aside things like periods, it took quite a while to get used to the way I peed or the sudden change in my height.
I figured that after six months, I’d have finally closed the gap caused by the TS, but I was wrong. I realized this as I absentmindedly reached into my pussy to scrape out the semen.
I never thought I’d still be dealing with cum after becoming a girl.
To be clear, I’m not talking about being a futanari. It was just a thought that occurred to me as I watched the semen the Invisible Man had pumped into me drip-drop into the toilet water.
In the past, I was the one shooting cum out of a cock; now, I’m leaking someone else’s cum out of my pussy. Back then, I only got hard with a dick; now, I get aroused with a petite clitoris.
There are minor yet definitive differences between being a man and a woman. Because of that, I fell into deep thought—about how the Invisible Man, who had just taken my virginity, had left without a word.
That fucking piece of shit.
It’s not that I’m heartbroken or sad. From the start, I treated him like a disposable dildo to be used once and tossed away. There are plenty of villains in the world, and surely some of them can provide me with a more arousing defeat than a mere invisible man.
But I was angry. I was pissed off and fuming. The feeling of 'How dare someone like you pump and dump me?' My blood was boiling because I felt undervalued. And by a man whose face I didn't even know, even if his dick was huge.
"Whew."
I stopped scraping out the creampie and focused, using my strength to squeeze everything out from inside. An ordinary woman couldn't do this, but a magical girl could.
It’s kind of hilarious using magical girl powers just to get cum out.
It was only possible because I had far more control over my body than a normal person. This body could handle things that would be dangerous for anyone else. SM play, like strangulation or being whipped, was easy to manage...
Wait, why are those my examples?
I shook my head to snap back to my senses. Altering my internal physiology involved considerable pain, so I didn't like doing it, but I had no choice given the risk of pregnancy.
"Ugh, ngh..."
I frowned at the dull pain pressing against my abdomen. I really didn't want to do this unless it was an emergency. No matter how much of a masochist I was, this wasn't the kind of pain I enjoyed.
Now then...
Since the immediate fire was put out, it was time for revenge. Whether he ran because he was scared of what he’d done, or because he truly viewed me as nothing more than a human toilet to be used and emptied, I didn't need to be considerate.
Taste the wrath of a woman who’s been pumped and dumped.
I stood up, grinding my teeth. No more mercy. I had wavered slightly at the end, but it seemed better to just lock the Invisible Man away—both to pad my record and to eliminate a loose end.
If I didn't catch him and let this relationship continue, people might start questioning my competence as a hero, wondering why I was wasting so much time on a petty criminal like an invisible man.
Or, on the flip side, the Invisible Man might start suspecting me. Just today, I forgot it was the weekend and got caught wanting to be molested.
I didn't think I’d make a slip of the tongue, but I never knew when my identity as a hero might be exposed. It would be extremely troublesome if he used his invisibility to stalk me.
Taking everything into account, play should remain play, and the seeds of anxiety needed to be nipped in the bud.
"Shall we go?"
How was I going to track someone who had already left a long time ago? Especially an invisible man?
He just ejaculated, so the scent of his dick will still be strong.
I couldn't forget that smell, the one seared into my brain during the mouth-pussy training and forced irrumatio on the subway. In other words, by using the superhuman senses of a magical girl, I could find him within half a day at the latest.
Not only that, but the Invisible Man’s dick would be reeking of my love juice and saliva. At this point, I could easily pick him out even in a crowded place.
Besides, I had one decisive clue.
Sniff, sniff...
The finger I had just put inside my pussy to scrape out the semen. A little bit of it was still on there. When I brought my finger to my philtrum, the fishy, chestnut-flower scent of semen wafted deep into my nose.
My body shivered involuntarily. I got goosebumps because the smell that should have been disgusting somehow felt sweet. I hope I’m not turning into one of those female characters from a hentai...
"Hng, nngh, haaa..."
Before I knew it, I was lost in the scent of the semen on my finger, my nose twitching as if possessed. My other hand was already creeping toward my crotch as if to poke at my pussy.
What the hell am I doing?
Suddenly overcome with shame, I quickly tore off some toilet paper and wiped the semen off my finger.
— "Does our little bitch actually know how to feel shame? A mere bitch like you?"
The words the Invisible Man had said to me suddenly flashed through my mind. To be so distracted by the smell of cum. To almost start masturbating without even realizing it. At this rate, wasn't I truly just a bitch?
"Transform."
I hurriedly put my school uniform back on and recited the trigger word to transform into a magical girl. I believed that in the body of Magical Girl Floss, rather than the body of Do Min-jeong who had just been defiled by the Invisible Man, I wouldn't act so strangely.
The plain school uniform was instantly replaced by a magical girl outfit adorned with cute lace and frills. In some ways, this look was more shameful than being completely naked.
Finally, as my dark eyes and hair turned pink, the college-bound Do Min-jeong vanished, and the magical girl hero 'Floss' appeared.
The Magical Girl of Justice, Floss, has arrived!
...In a filthy subway station men's room, yeah.
Though my internal tone was bitter, my feet moved quickly.
It was to catch that wicked villain, the Invisible Man, who harassed and molested women at will. It definitely wasn't because I was pissed off about being pumped and dumped and wanted revenge. A hero who executes justice and protects the citizens would never do that.
"You're dead when I catch you."
The moment I stepped out with that firm resolve...
Creeeak— someone opened the door and walked in. I had to wait until the man left before I could finally exit the restroom.
*
Pinpointing the Invisible Man’s location didn't take long. My sense of smell was sharp enough to find gunpowder even amidst the thick salty air of the seaside. There was no way I’d miss a dick covered in my love juice, saliva, and his own semen.
He went up to the surface.
As I strode along, the eyes of everyone nearby were drawn to me. Even people who didn't know exactly who I was started turning on their cameras to take photos.
"Who is that?"
"Isn't that a hero?"
"Whoa, did a villain show up?"
"I know her. That's Magical Girl Floss!"
Well, in an outfit like this, I had to be either a cosplayer or a hero. And since this wasn't exactly a cosplay hotspot, anyone could see I was a hero.
Yeah, being a hero suits me better than being a female.
A strange sense of pride welled up. It felt like the 'me' who had felt a hero-high after becoming a girl and gaining superpowers had returned. Yeah, my dream of becoming a hero came way before I realized my masochistic fetishes, right?
...But that delusion didn't last long.
"Nngh..."
The moment I remembered seeing those community posts a few days ago, the atmosphere shifted instantly. To be precise, the gazes of the men, which had surely been filled with respect just a moment ago, suddenly seemed to be tinged with lust.
I suspected they might be my toxic fans from the Female Hero Gallery Back Alley. It felt like they were all staring at the pussy that had been doggedly pounded by the Invisible Man just moments ago, the breasts that had been violently pawed at, and the ass that had been thrashed.
It might have just been my imagination. For someone else, this experience might have been horribly painful. But right now, I was clearly getting excited.
...Let's just go with being a 'female hero.'
Accepting it with a sigh, I walked slowly up to the surface, my expression slightly pinched.
It was strangely unpleasant. I didn't know why, but the Invisible Man’s scent was staying in one spot without moving. Was he enjoying a cup of coffee while savoring the afterglow of having fucked me?
It was lucky for me, in a way. I didn't have to go through the trouble of chasing him.
Even if he ran, he’d still be in the palm of my hand.
However, when I stepped out of the station, the atmosphere was strange. For some reason, there was a huge crowd. There shouldn't be this many people near this station, and the air was so noisy it felt like something was about to happen at any moment.
...Or maybe it already had.
"What's going on?"
"Oh, a hero?"
"Two heroes?"
The reactions of the people following me raised questions. Two heroes? Does that mean there’s another hero here besides me?
In the end, I had to see for myself. I approached the center of the crowd, and the closer I got, the stronger the Invisible Man’s scent became. The place where the Invisible Man was stationary wasn't a cafe or a resting spot; it was the middle of a crime scene where a crowd had gathered.
At the same time, I detected another familiar scent.
"Oh, Senior! Hello! What a surprise to see you here!"
A voice I knew. But I didn't even need to hear the voice to know. There was no way I could forget this scent—fresh, yet somehow murky.
"...What are you doing here?"
Dark Swan. A C-rank rookie female hero who was older than me but insisted on using formal language just because I had debuted as a hero slightly earlier.
Even though I’m the type who doesn't care about others or other heroes—to the point where I didn't even know my operator's specific abilities or face despite working together—I knew her.
Or rather, I had no choice but to know her.
She was one of those people who was always sticking to me, trying to get close for some reason. She was the woman who made sure to secure the seat next to me whenever there was an official event. Because of that, I knew her even if I didn't want to.
Since I had developed something like social anxiety after being TS-ed and becoming a hero, I might have seriously considered categorizing her as a stalker if her antics had been any worse. But since she never crossed the line, our relationship was still on good terms, relatively speaking.
"What do you mean, what am I doing here? I came to catch a villain, of course!"
"Well, looking at the person collapsed over there, it seems so."
"Oh my, 'collapsed'? To use a more elegant expression, I used my ability to..."
"Your ability is 'Sleep,' right? Then I guess I should say he's fast asleep."
Dark Swan’s eyes sparkled. I had an instinctive gut feeling that I’d stepped into something troublesome.
"Oh my, you remembered my ability so clearly?"
"..."
"Hehe, I'm honored. To remain in the memory of the senior I respect. I don't know if this is enough of a reward, but this villain is a gift for you, Senior."
"...Wh-what?"
For a moment, I was flustered. Giving the unconscious Invisible Man to me as a gift—did she mean for me to use him as a biological dildo?
But looking at the surrounding crowd and Dark Swan’s bright, innocent eyes, I soon realized that wasn't what she meant. My secret defeat play hadn't been discovered by anyone yet. Which meant...
"You're giving me the credit for capturing the Invisible Man?"
"Well, yes. I actually went out to catch him specifically to give him to you as a gift. I happened to hear that you've been focused on catching the Invisible Man lately, Senior. I wanted to help."
"Who said that...?"
"Oh, too much modesty can be a poison. Some people say you're blinded by the need for achievements to reach S-rank, but that makes no sense. Why would a senior who can take down top-tier villains target a petty criminal like this just for the record?"
Dark Swan already had eyes full of infatuation. It seemed a false faith had taken firm root in her heart.
"It's because he's a malicious jerk who harasses women on their way to work, right? Even though the reward wouldn't be that big. Looking at it that way, I really think you're the only true hero in this hero industry, Senior."
"Uh, yeah... right..."
"So I've been wandering around this area for the past few days. Hoping I might catch a surprise gift for you. I also wanted to be of some help to the senior I respect."
I awkwardly turned my head to look down at the Invisible Man, who was fast asleep on the ground. He was truly dead to the world. Unaware that he would be in a holding cell when he woke up.
"And then, just by chance, I made eye contact with him just as he was deactivating his invisibility in a back alley near the station. I thought, 'This is it!' and followed him to give him a dose of Sleep."
"You... you did well..."
"Hehe, thank you for the praise. Anyway, that's how it happened."
Dark Swan shrugged. There wasn't a hint of a lie in her words about being happy to help the senior she respected. She was one hundred percent sincere. She was certainly a rare breed in the recent hero industry, which had become obsessed with performance metrics.
But... I was a bit flustered by this unasked-for devotion. Perhaps because I was still unfamiliar with dealing with people, it felt a bit burdensome.
"So, if, by any chance, my image has improved even a little bit because of this, si-si-side..."
"Huh?"
"I was wondering if you could... recommend me to the Association as someone to become your sidekick, Senior."
I tilted my head.
I knew what a sidekick was. To a pro hero like me, a sidekick was something like an assistant and a disciple.
To teach them know-how and help them gain field experience, it was an unwritten rule in the Hero Association that A-rank or higher heroes should take on rookie heroes as sidekicks whenever possible.
But since my own career wasn't that long yet, I had thought taking on a sidekick was too much and had been putting it off. I had a feeling the moment would come eventually, but I didn't expect it to be now.
"They're... recruiting for my sidekick?"
"...You didn't know?"
A bizarre situation where I didn't know about the selection of my own sidekick. Dark Swan, seemingly deciding to be happy for now that she hadn't been rejected, answered with a bright smile.
"Then why don't you stop by the Association tomorrow to report the Invisible Man's capture? You can ask about the sidekick thing then, too."
"...Well, yeah. That would be better. But are you sure you don't want your assist included in the report?"
Dark Swan waved her hands frantically in protest.
"Oh, please, you don't have to do that. You know there's a rumor that solo missions get better performance points than joint missions."
"Then... thanks. I'll accept the favor. I'll think about the sidekick thing, too."
"Ye-yes! Get home safely, Senior!"
Leaving Dark Swan behind, I grabbed the Invisible Man, who was sprawled on the ground, by the hair.
...How did you end up like this, former Master?
If he hadn't run away and had kept fucking me until the end, it wouldn't have turned out like this. I clicked my tongue with a mix of regret and pity as I dragged him along. Even then, I couldn't take my eyes off the bulge in his crotch.
Ah, maybe I should meet the operator on my way to the Hero Association.
I could ask about the sidekick business, process the Invisible Man case, and maybe see the face of the Hero Association operator who seemed like a potential friend—it would be killing three birds with one stone.
"Hehe."
I was already curious to see what kind of expression the operator would make when I brought in the villain I’d declared I would catch less than a week ago.