Chapter 145: Common Sense Alteration Police Station (5)
Chapter 145: Common Sense Alteration Police Station (5)
With my face splattered with semen toppings like a pizza dough piled high with cheese, I looked up at the gangster’s cock, my mind a total blank.
The sound of it spurting, splat, splat. My semen-soaked bangs fluttering before my eyes. The stench of cum vibrating in the air. The heavy, viscous weight of the fluid. Even the taste of the sperm as it slowly trickled into my mouth. I was truly enjoying the semen with all five senses.
That wasn't all. Beyond my bangs, I could see the giant cock, which hadn't shrunk or gone soft even after ejaculating. The dick, still smeared with a bit of cum, gave off a thick, pungent musk of a male.
‘It feels so good...’
I was beyond happy right now, but I knew a way to be even happier. Just as I had enjoyed the semen with all five senses, I wanted to enjoy the source—the cock itself—with all five senses too. If I took that dick into my mouth and gave him a dedicated cleanup blowjob, I would surely be even happier.
"Haaah..."
Driven by the impulse to be happier, I actually ended up opening my mouth. Habitually, I was trying to give him a cleanup blowjob. Without realizing it, I even let my pink tongue peek out.
I tried my best to suppress my instincts, but a female’s reason and self-control are truly pathetic things.
I snapped out of it and pulled my tongue back quickly, but it wasn't like the gangster had bad eyesight; there was no way he missed it. I desperately tried to wipe the ecstatic expression off my face, forcing a look of disgust and horror as I frowned.
"Ugh... Are you an animal? Is it that hard to hold it in for a second? You could have waited until I brought some tissues..."
"Holding it in when you're about to blow isn't good for the body. You're a cop, and you didn't know that?"
"I might not know... Ugh, everyone’s going to be back soon, so I’m going to the bathroom real quick."
I squinted my eyes to keep the semen from getting in them and fumbled around for tissues. My plan was to wipe it off roughly first and then wash my face properly in the bathroom.
"Wait. Don't wipe it yet. Look over here."
"Why?"
"Kneel like you did before, roll your eyes back, stick your tongue out, and give me a V-sign with both hands..."
"W-What are you talking about! We don't have time!"
This time, I managed to refuse. If I had failed to resist and followed the gangster's orders again, I would have truly fallen into the status of a woman who can't say no.
"What a waste. You look so fucking hot right now. If I used that face as jerk-off material, I could probably squeeze out another round just by myself."
"......Using a man's face as jerk-off material? You should be ashamed of yourself."
I gave him a contemptuous glare and then used the tissues to wipe the semen off my hair and face. Looking at the tissues covered in jelly-like cum, my first thought was that I wanted to bury my nose in them, but fortunately, I was able to hold back until I reached the bathroom.
Though, because I was so focused on suppressing that urge, I didn't hear the words the gangster muttered under his breath.
"Man, my ass. You stupid bitch."
*
Even after scrubbing my face with soap, the fishy smell of semen didn't fade easily. Just how thick was the load he blew? The scent of chestnut flowers seemed to seep into every orifice—eyes, nose, mouth—clouding my brain with a milky-white fog.
"Haaah..."
I liked it, of course, but other men wouldn't feel the same. I was essentially wearing semen perfume; men would never welcome such a familiar yet disgusting smell.
‘Still, it shouldn't be too obvious. Unless someone gets right up close and starts sniffing me.’
When I returned, the gangster was still standing in front of the bars, shaking his cock. It was still fully erect. Just then, a group of other police officers started flooding back in. Startled, I rushed over to stand in front of the cell.
"P-Put it away already! You already blew your load!"
"Ugh, your face when you were getting facialed and licking your lips was so hot, I'm trying to finish by just thinking about it, but it's not easy..."
"The tongue... that was... just an accident, it just happened... Do your mental jerking later, just put it away!"
"Where should I put it? In your pussy? Your mouth?"
When he said that with such a nonchalant face, my body froze on its own. He just said 'pussy,' didn't he?
"W-W-Why would you say pussy all of a sudden...?"
"Seriously, how did someone like you become a cop? Did you really think you were fooling me?"
"......Ueh, uh, haah."
I didn't expect this. Since when did he know? Right after he ejaculated? Or even before that?
Actually, thinking about it now was meaningless. The biggest problem was that this gangster had confirmed I was a woman. The moment he blabbed to the other officers or started shouting it out loud, my wish to be caught as a woman would come true, and the breast-shrinking effect would be undone.
Well, even if things didn't go exactly according to my plan, the final destination was the same. The ending where I become the police station's equipment and a communal human toilet. Though it would be a temporary ending since I'd eventually have to destroy the Common Sense Alteration Zone.
‘This is exciting in its own way, but...’
In the midst of this, I found myself pathetic for getting turned on by the fact that I had lost the psychological battle with the gangster over whether I was a man or a woman.
So, what should I do now? With the other officers returning and the gangster knowing I'm a woman, what would be the hottest development?
"P-Please... I'm begging you... please don't tell the others..."
I guess there’s nothing else to do but beg for mercy♡
Creeak—
"Ugh, burp~ That was a good meal."
Before I could even hear the gangster's answer to my plea, the door opened and the other officers returned. Detective Choi—the one who had assigned me the work, whose name I learned from the items on his desk—was among them.
"P-Please, just put it away for now."
Even as I fidgeted and begged him to put his cock back in his pants, the gangster didn't even pretend to listen. Instead, he stood up straight, his cock throbbing as he thrust it toward me as if to show it off. He silently slid it between the bars, keeping it so close it was almost touching my body.
"This is really bad..."
To make matters worse, Detective Choi, who had given me the paperwork, was walking this way. He wasn't going anywhere else; he was coming straight for me. If another ten seconds passed like this, he would see me blushing and flustered with a criminal's cock right in front of my face.
"If you stay quiet, I'll do anything for you... please..."
While the gangster remained silent, I first turned my back to the holding cell. We were strictly separated by the cold iron bars, but if the bars hadn't been there, he was standing close enough to give me a back hug.
"Then how about this?"
Squish♡
"H-Hyut...?!"
The gangster, who had been silent, suddenly whispered into my ear from behind in a rough voice. His calloused hands harshly grabbed my buttocks. My soft, feminine ass—which anyone could tell didn't belong to a man—was being ruthlessly violated by a real man's rough touch.
"Wait, this is..."
That wasn't all. Because he grabbed my ass and pulled, my body was pressed right against the bars. Which meant the gangster's cock, thrust between the bars, was now touching my body.
As I stood there stiffly, not knowing what to do, Detective Choi approached and spoke to me. He looked at me as if he couldn't understand why I was standing in front of the cell.
"Oh, why are you standing up?"
"That, well, I... I was just heading to the bathroom..."
"Ah, is the work finished?"
"It's not finished yet! I, uh, still have a bit more to do, so if you could go grab a coffee or something..."
"Oh, I was planning to. I left my card here, so I came to get it. I got treated to Jajangmyeon, you see."
Thank god. Just take your wallet and go. I stood in front of the cell, praying and praying in my head.
I pretended to be a kind junior officer giving him space to find his wallet, but in reality, I was a perverted masochist cop getting off on having her ass molested by a criminal right in front of her senior.
"H-Hyit?!"
"What was that sound?"
"A-Ah, it's nothing."
The gangster wasn't satisfied with just kneading my ass or having his cock touch me. He was blatantly thrusting his dick against my soft buttocks, poking and prodding. He didn't miss the chance to rub his cock against my ass, or even give it a few slaps and spanks.
‘He’s jerking off with my ass...’
Earlier, he used my hand; now, he was using my ass. Both were parts of my body. The difference was that this time, I wasn't 'doing' it for him. I was being thoroughly used.
"Your face is red. Did you catch a cold?"
"What?! No, I'm fine. I'm perfectly okay!"
"Then let's go write up a statement together later. You know what it is, right? An interview with the suspect. I'll ask the questions, and you just record them... Oh, he's awake. We'll be doing it with the guy behind you."
I could only gulp, not daring to look back. The cock touching my ass was getting bigger and bigger. Even though he had already finished once, I couldn't help but be tense at the thought that another load of semen might burst out at any moment.
"But why is he standing up? Hey, you shouldn't be putting your hand on his shoulder like that. If it were a pussy cop, it’d be fine to touch her all over, but he’s not a girl."
"Hahaha, is that so?"
"Yeah, yeah. Pussy cops are just there to be used for sexual relief by suspects, perpetrators, or fellow officers, but this guy just looks a bit like a girl; he's a man. Man, it's a problem that we don't have any pussy cops in our station."
"I suppose you're right."
Unlike me, the gangster seemed completely relaxed. While harassing me by hitting my ass with his hammer-like glans, he casually put his hand on my shoulder and played along with Detective Choi.
"If there were one, I would've filled her belly with so many loads she'd be pregnant by now. What a shame."
"Hey, you can't do that. Everyone has to share; you have to maintain public order. Anyway, we'll move in a bit to start the investigation, so be ready."
From being harassed by his cock, my pussy was already dripping with thick female juices, becoming sticky and wet. The gangster targeted that exact spot, intentionally rubbing his cock near my pussy. I thought it would be okay since it was through my pants, but being subjected to it directly, I couldn't keep my head straight.
Every time he hit my pussy through my police uniform pants, a wet squelch echoed. Detective Choi seemed too busy looking for his wallet to notice, but to my tense ears, it sounded as loud as if it were playing through a speaker.
"You finish up that paperwork. I'll be back with some coffee."
"Y-Yes, sir...!"
"Alright, I'm off."
Detective Choi gave a light wave. Even as he did, the speed of the cock rubbing against my ass increased, and as soon as Detective Choi turned his back, the gangster spurted out a thick load of semen that was just as intense as the first one.
"Ugh, uhaaat...♡"
My legs gave out, and I slumped down with semen smeared all over my buttocks. As I cautiously looked back, the gangster thrust his cum-stained cock toward me.
"......You said you'd do anything, right?"
With one hand, I grabbed the tissues again to wipe my ass, and with the other, I gripped the shaft of his cock.
"I told you to hide your dick... Is that so hard?"
"Why don't you hide it for me? With your mouth, Officer."
The gangster stroked my hair as he continued.
"This is your main duty as our female officer, isn't it? You have to clean it up."
"......Yes♡"
I used my mouth to hide the gangster's cock.
And just as I had hoped earlier, I succeeded in becoming a little bit happier.