First Day at the Hypnosis Factory: Black's Lewd Interview (Part 3)
The thick, heavy cock of the monster plunged deep into Black Twilight's depths.
Nngh...!
Black's body trembled at the sensation of her insides being ravaged, that alien intrusion sending strange gasps spilling from her lips.
Her vision sparkled like fireworks. She couldn't endure that bizarre feeling.
The massive penis forcing its way past her resistance, shoving relentlessly inside—it felt good.
Hard and veined, pulsing with the monster's heartbeat transmitted through its length, making it feel even better.
The Factory Manager's cock slid effortlessly all the way to the end of Black's pussy.
It was tight like new merchandise, with a snug grip, but her ample wetness and loosened walls made it welcoming.
With his cock buried inside, the Factory Manager ground it in slow circles. A cute moan escaped Black's lips: "H-haa...!"
"First insertion sensation: pass. Excellent pussy, Black. You can be proud."
"Th-thank you... sir..."
Black felt genuine joy at the Factory Manager's praise.
Then his penis began to move.
Languid and leisurely, savoring her pussy inch by inch.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
Her abundant juices produced lewd wet sounds with every thrust. And the way her inner walls clung to his cock, refusing to let go—it was exquisite.
Like a spoiled pet, her pussy suckled and kneaded his shaft.
Black could almost feel every ridge and vein of his cock through her walls. Sex felt too good; she couldn't hold back. The idea that something invading her, that brutal thing stabbing and stirring her depths, could feel this amazing...
The Factory Manager's cock kept probing. Like an exploration.
Poking and rubbing her shallow spots, then sliding deeper to grind, then stabbing her deepest recesses.
He seemed to pinpoint her cervix perfectly. Finding it, he rubbed it lovingly, like a kiss.
With the scouting done, his pistoning began in earnest.
Slap! Slap! Their bodies collided, Black's moans growing louder.
"Ah, aaah, nngh, F-Factory Manager, sir...! Aah, fuuah...!"
"Cumming again, Black? How many times now? From pussy alone."
"Ahh, it's, it's weird, this... ahnngh, hiiic...!"
Her body, still mid-development and modification, was already far more sensitive and lewd than any normal girl's.
Even against the Mech拉克 monster's intense pounding, she lost her mind, writhing helplessly. Cumming so easily, over and over.
The Factory Manager mocked her as a sloppy third-rate bitch in heat.
"By the way, Black, I have a question."
"Nngh, haaah, fuu, uh...! Wh-what... is it...?"
"Do you know anything about 'Pure White'?"
His question blanked Black's mind. Pure White, Pure White. She barely swallowed the words threatening to spill out.
"N-no... I don't..."
She shook her head vigorously in denial.
She couldn't contradict him. Couldn't lie. Yet something screamed in her head: Don't say it.
A heavy guilt crushed her chest, but she had no choice.
"I see."
The Factory Manager replied flatly. No telling if he saw through her lie.
But from then on, he nastily targeted her weak spots. Her G-spot first, then obsessively, relentlessly grinding her cervix—too intensely, forcing her to climax. Her vision exploded repeatedly; she panted like a beast, utterly disheveled.
"Now, time to finish," his cock hammered fiercely inside her.
Then, with a final thud! deep inside, it pressed against her cervix and unleashed.
Spurt... spurt... spurt...
Aiming straight for her womb, the semen flooded in—intense, voluminous, nothing like a human's creampie.
Black shuddered in ecstasy, feeling the scalding semen like boiling lava searing her insides, letting out a blissful sigh.
With that, the interview concluded smoothly.
Black cleaned the Factory Manager's cock with her mouth, wiped her creampied pussy with the tissues he provided, and dressed in her discarded clothes.
Her underwear had been shredded in the trash earlier, so she went commando.
Her nipples poked through the thin T-shirt fabric—embarrassing, but unavoidable.
"From what I heard earlier, you don't know your measurements?"
"...Y-yes..."
The Factory Manager asked before leaving.
Normally, one might measure for clothes or underwear, but Black mostly bought free-size online. No choice.
Besides, her old measurements felt unreliable now.
Since the deed, her body felt off. Not drastically, but her breasts and hips seemed fuller, heavier.
Maybe imagination, but she'd need proper measurements to know.
"Magical girls employed here need detailed data logged. Not just BWH—pussy depth, nipple and clit size, etc."
"I-is that... so...?"
"Yes. The lingerie shop I mentioned can handle it. I'll let them know."
"Understood..."
After a few more instructions, Black finally left the office.
For some reason, Liliza's clothes were disheveled, her face flushed.
What happened during the interview? No idea.
"I see. You're moving in too, Black~."
AI robots handled the packing and moving, so Black headed straight to her new dorm.
At the entrance, she bumped into Er, who had left earlier.
Er had received the same orders: move from the factory to new dorms that morning.
"Newbie dorms, right... I heard..."
"Same building, but divided into sections. You're in newbie Section 1? I'm in special management Section ■."
The massive dorm complex was a hexagonal wall of tall, elongated buildings enclosing a courtyard with gardens and amenities.
But Black's first impression was prison.
The design, atmosphere... and the overt security gear seemed aimed at preventing escapes, not outside threats.
Liliza had mentioned suspicious entry points: only two for such a huge site, one for workers/managers. Effectively one real exit.
The opacity fueled a claustrophobic vibe.
Lost in thought, Er leaned in close.
"I checked: quite a few magical girls moved here today. ...All connected to Liliza somehow. They won't know about Pure White, but they interact with her regularly."
"D-does that mean...?"
"We might be under suspicion."
Er said it plainly.
Suspicion... of Liliza?
"Just increased surveillance for now—no real actions. They haven't ID'd Pure White, and Liliza's probably just watched. ...Anyway, let's be careful. It'll be fine, no worries."
Er flashed a sunny smile and a fighting pose.
Black smiled awkwardly before her. So bright. Overwhelming for an outcast like her. She'd melt like Icarus's wings flying too close to the sun...