Chapter 47: Outdoor Exhibitionism at the Hero Association (3)
Chapter 47: Outdoor Exhibitionism at the Hero Association (3)
“F-fine! It’s just a game, let’s do it.”
Unable to withstand the man’s blatant flirting, I finally accepted the challenge.
It was just a simple nipple-guessing game. Besides, I had the overwhelming advantage. I could see him, but he couldn't see me. Trying to guess the location of my nipples while I was completely invisible had to be peak difficulty.
“Then what should we bet on?”
“Do we have to bet something?”
“Haha, that’s what makes it fun.”
The Association Chairman’s eyes sparkled with desire. Even though I knew I was invisible, I wrapped my arms around my chest and shouted.
“N-nothing lewd...!”
My body and mind were still locked in a total war. My body was desperate to be caught by him; despite being invisible, my nipples were standing tall against the air. Meanwhile, my mind insisted I win this game, end this little diversion, and get back to Shin Tae-geon.
Of course, my mind wasn't entirely pure either. I couldn't deny that I’d become quite lewd after everything I’d been through. It was true I wasn't mentally prepared because I thought this would happen during the trip, but this was a different issue altogether.
‘If President Shin Tae-geon notices when I get back, I’m in huge trouble.’
If a Magical Girl who said she was just going for a walk returned after a long time smelling faintly of semen, it wouldn't be surprising if the entire hero industry turned upside down.
And I wasn't the only one worried about that risk. At the very least, for now, the Chairman and I weren't in a relationship between a man and a woman, but between the head of the Association and one of its heroes.
“Something lewd? Haha! Do you really think a man like me would have such thoughts about you, Min-jeong?”
“……I was just joking too. I know you wouldn't.”
“Magical Girl Floss is someone who must be the face of female heroes, at least publicly. As the Chairman, I can't personally create a situation that would cause a scandal.”
“A-ah… I see.”
“If I were to do those ‘lewd things’ you mentioned, wouldn't I do them in a strictly private and secret place rather than at work? One cannot throw away a great profit just for a bit of thrill from the depravity, after all.”
He was absolutely right. It almost sounded like he was scolding me for riding such a dangerous line, holding out until the very last second just to get a bit more of that sense of depravity. But regardless, his words made it clear that the Chairman was different from other men.
‘He’s experienced.’
Unlike the Invisible Man, who committed his acts swept away by momentary lust, or Michael, who recklessly fucked women without any caution, the Chairman knew how to restrain himself when necessary.
“Of course, this is all just a hypothetical. Do you really think I’d touch you when you’re like a daughter to me?”
“E-ehey… of course not. I trust and follow you like a father, too.”
“A daughter who strips naked and drools in front of her father… how naughty.”
Of course, the 'drool' the Chairman mentioned clearly wasn't coming from my mouth. In fact, his gaze was fixed on the spot where my drenched crotch likely was.
“……I’ll have to punish you a little.”
The Chairman licked his lips with his tongue. I felt my pussy grow even more slippery under his downward gaze and shuddered.
“If I win, please just let me go quietly.”
“Is that enough? I thought you’d ask for something more, since letting you go is a given.”
“Then let’s make it so the loser has to grant one wish for the winner. Do you have anything in mind, Mister?”
“Hmm, I’ll think about it when I win.”
With a "Fine," I stood tall, squared my shoulders, and pushed my chest forward. The nipple-guessing game began.
“I’ll go first.”
“Go ahead.”
I carefully observed his body and poked sharply with both index fingers, but unfortunately, my first attempt was a failure. He chuckled and held up two fingers, just as I had.
“He-hehe… how are you going to hit them when you can't see?”
“Well, I’ll have to guess by instinct. Hmm… is it here?”
Even if I was invisible, I couldn't just pretend he missed if he actually poked my nipples. The sensation was unmistakable the moment they were touched, and more importantly, I wasn't confident I could keep from moaning if my sensitive nipples were poked by his thick fingers.
“Hyuut♡”
But I didn't expect a moan to escape just from him poking my areola, as if my nipples themselves were being fondled. I must have been incredibly aroused from my earlier masturbation. Because of that, the Chairman was also startled, thinking he had hit the mark on his first try.
“Hmm? No, but the texture was definitely…”
“N-no♡ That wasn't my nipple…”
“Really? Then why did you…”
“I just, well, I was surprised…”
I made the excuse that I was startled, but the Chairman was already wearing a lewd smirk as if he knew everything. With that one moan, he had seen through everything—from the sensitivity of my developed nipples to my habit of masturbating to the point of climaxing just by touching them.
“Then it’s your turn, Min-jeong.”
My turn again. Then his turn. We both failed repeatedly, and the playtime of the nipple-guessing game grew longer. Of course, it wasn't because we were actually having a hard time finding each other's nipples.
‘I-I want to lose…!♡’
With my defeat addiction, I had already realized the location of his nipples on the second try, but I kept pressing near them and giving him back his turn. Part of it was my preference for being aroused by the situation of losing a game or a bet, but more than anything, I was curious about what he would demand of me if he won.
On the other hand, the Chairman was much more blatant. While I was shyly missing near his nipples because I wanted to lose, he was openly making me go into heat by touching erogenous zones all over my body.
“Hup! I wonder if Min-jeong’s nipples are here?”
“U-uhhuut…♡ Mister… th-that’s my lower belly…?”
“Oops, then it must be here?”
“W-wait! Why is your hand going lower than my belly… Ha-ahng♡”
Since he had already been kneading my body all over during this prolonged game, he knew exactly where everything was. The fact that I was invisible was now almost meaningless.
He poked my ears with his fingers, or teased me by only fiddling with my areolas without touching the nipples themselves. He poked my sweaty underboobs, or poked the fat over my womb to induce a cervical orgasm. Just now, he even slid his hand between my legs and stroked my clitoris.
“Huu… Huuuu…♡”
Even when I changed my posture, his hands followed, and I stood there with my legs spread wide, trembling as I dripped love juice. I wanted to poke his glans while pretending to aim for his nipples, but since I had established from the start that we wouldn't have sex here, I couldn't beg for his cock.
‘If so, at least… I wish he’d touch my nipples….’
Like a puppy that loves humans, I looked down at my pair of erect nipples, begging to be petted.
My poor nipples, which he was only teasing and refusing to touch directly. I couldn't bring myself to touch them with my own hands, knowing it would only leave me feeling unsatisfied.
‘Do I… really have to do it?’
I knew the easy way to get comfortable. After all, wasn't the reason this game was dragging on because both sides wanted to lose? If it were a normal game where we both wanted to win, it would have ended long ago.
‘It’s natural for me to want to lose since I’m a defeat-addicted girl, but why him?’
The answer wasn't hard to find. He wasn't doing this because he liked losing like I did. He just found it fun to drive me into heat by touching my areolas and other erogenous zones instead of my nipples. He simply enjoyed watching a woman—a dignified individual—turn into a mere female through his fingers.
And there was one more reason why he was trying to lose. To make me win. It sounds like the same thing, but it’s easier to understand if you think about what I get if I win.
‘He’s doing this… to make me ask him…?’
The loser of this game must grant one wish for the winner. He wanted to be in the position of granting my wish, rather than being the one to ask.
Looking at my vulgarly erect nipples, the content of that wish was already as good as decided.
“Min-jeong?”
“……Y-yes♡”
“What’s with your voice? It’s your turn.”
“Ah… ah, my turn. Right. I have to hit them…”
I didn't hesitate any longer and pressed down hard on his nipples with two fingers.
“Hehe, I got them♡”
Even though I chose the option to win the bet, it didn't mean my defeat addiction was broken. Rather, this was the true defeat. The situation itself—where the winner, having succumbed to the waves of lust, makes a lewd request to the loser—was the ultimate submission.
“Haha, I lost.”
“I… I got them♡ So, hurry, hurry…♡”
“Right, you said you wanted me to let you out of the room if you won? It’s a rather bold demand considering you barged in on your own, but since you won, I must concede.”
“N-no! Not that! The favor♡ You said you’d grant one favor♡”
The Chairman made a show of trying to push me out of the room. He knew everything but pretended to be ignorant, pretending to have forgotten. That mischievous prank made my entire body crawl with excitement.
“A favor?”
“Yes♡ I’m going to use that favor right now♡”
A nasal tone naturally mixed into my words. I started adding aegyo I had never used in my life. With a coquettish voice that came out naturally as if I had learned it somewhere, I fawned over him like a little female.
“……Didn't you say nothing lewd?”
“I-it’s not lewd♡ It’s just, you know, the amount of affection a father gives his cute daughter♡”
“What do I have to do?”
“A-aat… yes♡ I’ll tell you right away♡ It’s something you can do quickly♡ I’m sorry for taking up your time♡”
I was clearly the winner of the game. I was the one who won. The Chairman was the one who had to grant my wish no matter what, but for some reason, I was hurriedly begging in a groveling manner as if I were the subordinate.
I grabbed his fingers, pulled them toward my chest, and placed his fingertips exactly on top of my erect nipples.
“Please♡ H-here… touch me here♡”
“Aha, so these are Min-jeong’s nipples? They’re… firmer than I thought they’d be.”
“I-I’m sorry… but I can't make them soft right now, hyuu…♡”
As soon as his hand settled on my nipples, I began rubbing my pussy with the hand I had used to pull his fingers. My engorged clitoris and my pussy, which was as drenched as before. I was certain I could climax properly like this.
But the pleasure didn't stop there. The Chairman performed my request at 200 percent. Soon, I even forgot about masturbating as I focused all my attention on the pleasure coming from my nipples.
“This is quite a problem. Hard nipples don't suit a Magical Girl… but they are small and cute.”
“I-I’m sorry for being a bad daughter whose nipples get hard during a game… W-wait♡ If you flick them like that♡”
“Oh, they get even harder when I touch them like this. They seem to have grown, too. I wonder if they’ll change more if I do this?”
“Uhuuk♡ Flicking♡ Flicking my nipples is too much♡ It hurts, but it feels so good because it hurts♡♡”
He flicked my nipples, snapped them, pressed them hard, and gently twirled them clockwise and counter-clockwise. He even pinched them with his index finger and thumb. One of the most sacred parts of a woman—meant to spray milk and nurse a child when pregnant—was treated as nothing more than a toy.
“Sip, I feel like I can smell a faint scent of milk from the fingers that were holding your nipples.”
“Th-that’s impossible♡”
“Daughter, right. You said you were my daughter. Is my daughter already trying to give her father a grandchild?”
“Nooo♡ The milk smell from my nipples… I don't know♡ Maybe it’s because I masturbate my nipples too much♡”
Squirt— Squirt—
As if making up for not being able to climax earlier, I climaxed several times in a row, spraying love juice. My body was firing like a machine gun, shooting water pistols incessantly. It was a miracle I was even standing on my trembling legs.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been with my wife, so I don't really remember what a woman’s nipples were like. If you masturbate your nipples a lot, has the color turned dark? Or did the areolas get bigger?”
“N-no♡ They’re pink, a pretty pink♡ My areolas aren't big either♡”
“Ha, I’m curious. It’s a shame I can't see them because you’re invisible.”
“I’ll show you! I’ll definitely show you next time… hyuung♡”
As soon as I finished speaking, he grabbed both of my nipples and twisted them hard. I didn't miss that timing and shoved my fingers deep into my pussy. Luckily, I hit my G-spot and was seized by a pleasure beyond imagination.
To climax from having my nipples fondled by a man the age of my father. And I was even enjoying outdoor exhibitionism while completely naked in a public place. Even more, that public place was the Hero Association, and I was a respectable Magical Girl hero.
“……Are you going to go?”
“Nng, nngh…♡ Yes♡ I think I’m going to go♡”
“Then say it properly before you go. Like a good girl.”
I squeezed my upturned eyes shut and blurted out whatever came to mind, leaving everything to instinct.
“I’m going♡ I’m cumming♡ My nipples… feel so good♡ I’m cumming from a nipple-handjob♡♡”
Pshhh— Pshhhhh—
I climaxed while grandly spraying a fountain of fluid. The floor of the Chairman’s office at the Hero Association, where dozens of heroes pass through every day, was soiled by a Magical Girl’s lewd juices. For at least today, everyone who entered would frown at the mysterious scent of a female in heat.
Meanwhile, having lost all strength at the moment of climax, I collapsed into that puddle with a face I could never show to anyone else.
Not only was it flushed with arousal, but my pale pink tongue was hanging out of my mouth and my eyes were rolled back—a vulgar, wretched face. It was more fitting to call it the face of a female in heat than a human face. Similarly, the teeth glimpsed between my parted lips seemed more like fangs.
‘I’m glad I’m invisible…….’
As I let out a sigh of relief, the Chairman looked down at me collapsed on the floor and muttered softly.
“When you go on a broadcast later, you must never make that kind of expression. You should only make it in front of your father.”
“H-hyut… that’s embarrassing, so I’m not going to call you father anymore… Huh?”
In that short sentence from him, I felt an indescribable terror.
“My expression?”
This was really belated. It was truly absurd that I was only thinking of this now.
“……Mister, can you see me?”
Come to think of it, I never asked about the ‘duration of the invisibility,’ did I?