Chapter 162: The Magical Girl Who Rehabilitates Villains (1)
Chapter 162: The Magical Girl Who Rehabilitates Villains (1)
“Huu, ngh, ahhh...♡”
The moment I saw his cock, I became a beast that had lost all reason. I was so sincere that even Kang Young-hoon, who had ordered me to imitate a female puppy, looked taken away.
Far beyond just staring from a distance, I buried my face in it, heedless of my surroundings. I tried my best to keep my lower body on the puppy pad, but unfortunately, I kept twitching and sliding off.
The important thing was that I lay flat in such a ridiculous posture, burying my head and breathing in and out, not even caring that the pubic hair was rubbing against my eyes. Every time I did, lewd fluids gushed from my pussy. It was proof that I was savoring every bit of that cock’s shape, scent, and overbearing presence.
“...Are you satisfied now?”
“N-ngh...”
Honestly, I wanted to stay like that for much longer, but since some of my reason had returned, I had no choice but to nod. Let’s just say my sanity had returned by about twenty percent, but I pretended it was a full hundred for the sake of my dignity.
‘Haven’t I already lost all dignity by showing him a woman masturbating with her face buried in a man’s crotch?’
A question like that popped up from somewhere, but I ignored it for now. By this point, Kang Young-hoon and I knew enough about each other. He should be able to quietly overlook a lapse in decorum of this magnitude.
...Or so I thought.
“Wow, you crazy bitch. You lunged at it like a country mutt seeing a prime piece of meat.”
“A-hem...”
“I guess this is a meat stick, in a way. Anyway, I’m impressed. That was even more depraved than I expected.”
In reality, it wasn't like that at all. Kang Young-hoon teased me relentlessly, as if he’d caught me red-handed.
“You’re the one who told me to do it! What do you mean, ‘more depraved than expected’...!”
“No, I’m more surprised because I told you to do it. It was way lewder than I anticipated. Who would’ve thought that prickly class president would turn out like this? It really is the most arousing thing—seeing a bitch who used to be so cold and haughty fall so far that she can’t live without being my cock sleeve.”
“Who can’t live without your cock...! I-I told you, I have plenty of boyfriends!”
“I’m sure you do. It’s a shame, really. I should’ve been the first to eat you back in school. I should’ve taken your virginity, too.”
I let out a hollow laugh, dumbfounded.
“What kind of bullshit is that? I was a guy back in school. You know that better than anyone, don't you?”
“Who knows? It’s getting a bit fuzzy at this point. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen your female side too much. I feel like you might’ve been a pussy-bitch back then, too. Weren't you actually a girl all along, just cross-dressing as a guy?”
“Are you insane...?! Why would I cross-dress?”
“Maybe you were a psycho who hallucinated that you were a man.”
I was so speechless I couldn't even find the words. Who was he calling a psycho? I am perfectly normal. I just happened to wake up to a new kind of pleasure a bit late in life, and I just happened to have a bit too much initiative.
“Actually, no. If you’d been like this from the start, I might not have been as attracted to you. I think it’s because the difference between then and now is so extreme that it makes you so hot.”
“What kind of reaction are you looking for? Do I need to thank you for being turned on by my body?”
“Heh, no. Just keep doing what you’re doing. Forget that you were just coming while sniffing my dick a moment ago and go back to pretending you have pride. Then, once we get to the hotel and you’re barking like a dog while getting plowed, I’ll be satisfied.”
Kang Young-hoon continued, lightly kneading my breasts.
“It’s a pity, though. Right now, the contrast with the past makes you hot, but once I get used to how you are now and forget the old you, you won't be as arousing anymore. It’s sad to think there’s a time limit on how hot you are.”
“Ngh...♡ What about other heroes? Is it the same for them...?”
“Of course not.”
Kang Young-hoon nodded.
“Take Magical Girl Floss, for example—the one I said was my goal for my villain life. Even if I fuck her pussy and anal and leave her covered in semen, all I’d have to do is pick up my phone and watch a video of her in action to get motivated all over again.”
“Mmm...”
“On the other hand, the old you only exists in my memory. That’s why it’s more of a shame. Considering your pussy is one of the best I’ve ever fucked, our sexual compatibility seems top-tier.”
I just let out a small groan and didn't reply. After all, the magical girl he was using as an example was also me. The idea that revealing my identity as a hero could turn this from a temporary attraction into something lasting was quite tempting.
‘Wait, what am I saying?’
Was I actually trying to cling to Kang Young-hoon? It’s not like I’m desperate. I admit his cock is amazing, but like I told him, the other men I occasionally sleep with are just as great.
There’s the sly Shin Tae-geon, the relaxed Association Chairman, and the innocent Operator.
They are all men who fit me perfectly, both in terms of compatibility and taste. Since there are three of them, not just one, I have no reason to cling to Kang Young-hoon. Logically, that was true, but for some reason, my body was heating up.
‘Could it be... because of the sense of depravity...?’
The sense of depravity I felt from sex with Kang Young-hoon was unlike anything I’d experienced before.
With Shin Tae-geon, I get excited by the depravity of being taken by a wicked villain CEO. With the Association Chairman, I get horny from the depravity of being treated like a lewd daughter by someone like a father. With the Operator, since I’ve never revealed my identity to him, I get fired up by the depravity of being secretly defiled by one of my few hero friends.
Kang Young-hoon turned me on with a unique feeling that set him apart from those three. While the Association Chairman also knew I used to be a man, Kang Young-hoon had been right there beside me, so his memories were vivid.
‘I’m a popular hero with a body that doesn't fall short as a woman, yet I’m the one who’s going to be missed...?’
Without realizing it, I was rubbing my legs together. I could feel my body heating up again from a mix of inferiority and shame. My breathing grew heavy at the thought that I didn't want this to end today; I wanted to keep seeing him.
...Should I reveal that I’m a hero—specifically, Magical Girl Floss?
“If you were to fuck Magical Girl Floss.”
“Yeah?”
“You said your motivation for being a villain was... fucking female heroes. And your ultimate goal was Magical Girl Floss.”
“That’s right. Out of all the heroes I’ve seen, she looks the most fuckable.”
“‘Fuckable,’ really... Anyway, if she let you do it for the rest of her life, would you stop being a villain?”
I already had a track record of reforming one man from being a villain and making him look like a normal person on the surface. While he didn't actively fight on the side of heroes, it was clear he had washed his hands of villainous activities.
‘Shin Tae-geon did it.’
If I succeeded once, there was no reason I couldn't do it twice. If Kang Young-hoon’s goal for joining the Villain Association was sex with Magical Girl Floss, couldn't I satisfy that?
Furthermore, if I could get Kang Young-hoon to turn his back on the Villain Association, there was so much I stood to gain. Unlike Shin Tae-geon, who acted independently, Kang Young-hoon was a full-fledged executive of the Villain Association.
The location of the Villain Association headquarters. Detailed personal information on the villains belonging to the association. Even the whereabouts of the Operator.
I would be able to find out everything.
“I don't know. I don't think so.”
“What?”
“Even if I succeeded in fucking Floss, I’d get bored eventually. Then I’d probably go back to cooperating with the Villain Association to fuck other female heroes.”
“What does that even...”
Does that mean even being a hero wouldn't save me from the "temporary attraction"? In my confusion, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
“What if you don't get bored? Like, if Floss keeps trying... and stays hot without you getting tired of her?”
“Hmm.”
It was a thoughtless comment, but surprisingly, Kang Young-hoon gave it some serious thought.
“I don't know if that’s possible, but if it were, I’d quit. Being a villain. There’d be no reason to do it anymore.”
“...Really?”
“But why are we even talking about this? It’s not like Magical Girl Floss is going to suddenly go ‘ta-da’ and appear. A girl of her caliber wouldn't go through all that effort just to look hot to a villain.”
Kang Young-hoon parked the car and turned off the engine. It was a signal that we had arrived at the hotel and for me to get out. It was also a signal that we were about to go in for a goodbye fuck before he let me go.
‘Goodbye, my ass.’
I, however, intended to cling to him even more.
“You never know.”
“Huh?”
“Magical Girl Floss might just go ‘ta-da’ and appear.”
I gave a meaningful smile as I unbuckled my seatbelt and stepped out of the car.
*
“When the hell is she coming?”
Kang Young-hoon, fresh out of the shower, puffed on an e-cigarette and looked out the window. Do Min-jeong, who had gone out saying she’d buy the condoms they’d forgotten since this was a regular hotel and not a love hotel or motel, hadn't returned for some reason.
‘It’s not like she ran away.’
He’d sooner believe she’d been in an accident. Kang Young-hoon didn't think Do Min-jeong was the type of woman to run away when sex was right in front of her.
He recalled her getting fucked in a reverse bunny outfit on the cruise ship, and how she had vulgarly flirted and acted cute in the car just a moment ago because she wanted to use his dick as masturbation material.
‘She’s definitely coming back.’
Once things reached that point, he couldn't help but be certain. There was no way Do Min-jeong had used buying condoms as an excuse to flee. That meant there was a high probability something had gone wrong.
After checking that his KakaoTalk messages and calls weren't being answered immediately, Kang Young-hoon stood up. He was going to look for Do Min-jeong. It was proof that while he was a villain who liked women a bit too much—and with some rather impure tastes—he wasn't a piece of trash by nature.
“Wait.”
Just then, a woman’s voice came from the balcony. Startled, Kang Young-hoon turned around and jumped in shock. After all, this was the top floor of the hotel. It wasn't a place someone could just walk up to.
“H-how did you...”
“What do you mean, ‘how’? I ran up.”
Kang Young-hoon, about to bark back that such a thing was impossible, widened his eyes as he took in the other person’s outfit and appearance.
Pink hair and pink eyes, a childishly gaudy dress that looked like it belonged in a magical girl anime. On the other hand, a body so lewd that its mere existence felt out of place with the outfit.
“Magical Girl... Floss...?”
“You know me? Villain Association executive, Time Stop ability user. Or should I call you Kang Young-hoon?”
“How do you even know my name, ugh...!”
Floss lightly hopped into the hotel room. Kang Young-hoon couldn't hide his horror at the overwhelming presence emitted by the unofficially strongest hero in existence.
‘Talk about speaking of the devil!’
Kang Young-hoon remembered talking with Do Min-jeong just a moment ago about how Magical Girl Floss might suddenly appear out of nowhere. Now that the very scenario he’d dismissed as nonsensical was unfolding before his eyes, he couldn't keep his head straight.
‘No. This is actually an opportunity.’
In that moment, Kang Young-hoon remembered why he had become a villain. And the fact that his goal was to fuck Floss. In a way, wasn't his prey rolling right into his bedroom?
“Fine. No matter how much of a magical girl you are... what can you even do if I stop time?”
“W-wait! You, what are you trying to...!”
Snap!
With the crisp sound of a finger snap, time throughout the entire hotel came to a halt.
“Haha, I knew it...! My ability works even on a magical girl...!”
“.......”
Magical Girl Floss—real name Do Min-jeong—began her desperate performance of ‘pretending to be frozen in time.’
