#16 Magical Girl Hypnosis Part-Time Job (Black - Hypnosis Reception/Onahole Shop) (2)
[You will work here today.]
[A customer's orders are absolute. You've already heard from the manager, but never forget it and keep it firmly in mind.]
Robot Instructions
The drum-shaped robot departed after delivering those words.
Though it was in the same store, it seemed to handle a different kind of work from Black—probably sorting merchandise or security. It was hard to tell just by looking.
Black ignored the robot and focused on the "job" assigned to her today.
The place where Black would work today was none other than the department store's famous Onahole Shop.
This shop didn't just sell onaholes; it stocked all sorts of sex toys, each one resembling Earth's versions but enhanced with super high-tech features.
The most eye-catching among them were the life-sized, full-body onahole dolls that looked indistinguishable from real people.
If not for the nameplates around their necks declaring them dolls, these onahole dolls would be impossible to tell apart from actual humans—they were that realistic.
"...This thing, no matter how I look at it, it's me."
In the vast shop interior, lined with these lifelike onahole dolls, Black stood there with a sigh.
Right in front of her was a life-sized full-body onahole.
From the head to the toes, even the height and hair length—it matched her own perfectly.
Only the breasts were a bit smaller than her current size.
She'd thought her chest had grown a little recently, so maybe they'd used measurements from before that to make it.
To stand next to an onahole doll molded exactly after her own appearance and hawk it to customers...
By any common-sense standards, it felt utterly off-putting, leaving her with a profoundly awkward sensation.
And on Black's other side, stacked like a tower as today's "special merchandise," were onaholes modeled after her pussy and asshole.
Whether they were truly made from her own or not, Black had no way of knowing.
But when she picked up a sample onahole and inspected the entrance, it certainly felt just like her own down there...
A holographic monitor floating above Black's head prominently displayed a real photo of her pussy—one that had been taken before—impossible to miss.
It was as if her own pussy, her own body, was being advertised for sale, and Black couldn't help but feel deeply uncomfortable.
To make me do something like this...'
Black fiddled absentmindedly with the hole area of the sample onahole in her hand.
It was just a mindless action.
But in that instant, she felt a sharp zing... in her crotch.
"Eut...?"
She hurriedly pulled her hand away from the onahole.
The strange sensation in her crotch vanished as well.
Cautiously, Black touched the slit of the onahole again.
Squelch...
"Eut...♡"
Just like before, an odd feeling stirred in her crotch.
It was as if she were touching it with her own hand...
'Huh...? This...'
As she touched it little by little, she could see the hole gradually getting wet.
It must have some kind of function.
Like a real person, the more you touched it, the more lotion-like fluid it secreted... something like that?
And the texture felt exactly like real flesh.
Every time she touched it now, strange sensations transmitted through, and combined with this hyper-realistic feel, it was like she was fiddling with her own pussy directly.
Black hesitated for a moment, then tentatively slipped a finger into the hole.
Just the first knuckle.
The onahole swallowed her invading finger with a slippery glomp, squeezing and gripping it tight.
At the same time, a foreign-object sensation hit Black's pussy, as if something had entered her.
"Eek...!"
Black yanked her finger out in a panic.
It glistened, slick with lotion from the onahole.
She sniffed it lightly, and even the scent was indistinguishably real from vaginal secretions.
Mech拉克 technology at its finest—truly impressive.
She'd once ordered onaholes and lotions for novel research, but their texture and functions were incomparable to this.
'Whoa... It's so realistic... impressive, sure, but...'
Flustered, Black shifted her gaze from the sample onahole in her hand to the life-sized full-body one beside it.
From her experience just now, it felt like this sample onahole was linked to her crotch and pussy in some bizarre way.
Whether it was just her imagination or actually connected, she couldn't tell.
But it felt too real to dismiss as mere illusion.
And what if the same thing happened with that life-sized onahole over there?
And with this mountain of stacked onaholes?
What if customers bought them and took them home?
'Ah, no... no no no no.'
'No way that's possible...!'
She couldn't bring herself to check directly.
And while Black dithered in confusion...
A customer had already entered the shop.
"Oh, what? A newbie? Never seen your face before."
While Black fretted over the merchandise she was in charge of today, a new customer who had entered the shop approached her directly and asked.
It was a monster with a plump build, his footsteps thudding thump! thump! with every step.
His bizarre, inhuman appearance and red skin gleamed with sweat and oil, even in the climate-controlled shop.
He smelled like he might stink up close.
His snorting breaths were loud too.
Not a customer she wanted anywhere near her.
The vast shop had Black plus a few other magical girls, yet he'd zeroed in on her specifically.
Black grumbled inwardly but couldn't voice it, so she forced a stiff smile and replied politely, "This is my first day."
"Hng. Hoo?"
The monster customer eyed Black up and down at her response.
Black tensed under his gaze.
'My outfit... no problems there, right?'
She glanced down at her attire. It looked fine no matter how she checked.
The uniform for this shop was "underwear only," as instructed. Black had followed orders and was dressed just in her undies.
Factory-approved, custom-made underwear perfect for sexual harassment or getting fucked... no issues at all.
"Um... Is there something wrong with my uniform? It's my first day working here, so..."
"Nah, no problem at all. Your body looked so fuckable and hot, my eyes just went straight to it. Sorry."
"No, thank you for saying that. I was worried I'd upset you somehow..."
"Not at all. My dick got rock-hard the second I saw you—makes me wanna fuck you senseless. You should take it as a compliment. Yeah, a newbie perfectly optimized as a meat toilet just showed up—feels great."
The customer's lewd harassment continued.
Each time she heard it, Black felt her pussy and womb tingle with chills of pleasure.
This job is great... I get to hear compliments like this every time, making me feel so good...
"Mind if I ask our newbie a few questions? You'll answer anything, right?"
"Ah... Yes, I'll do my best to answer anything I can."
With the customer's pleased grin, the questions began.
Most were about her erogenous zones and sexual experiences—nothing to hide, so Black answered diligently.
"Ooh, got it. Thanks for the answers, magical girl."
"...Glad I could help. Feel free to ask more if you'd like."
"Sure. Oh, mind if I touch? How far can I go?"
The customer asked again. There was a manual for this, clear as day in her mind.
...A manual? She didn't remember seeing one, but it popped up like it had been directly implanted. Black answered without hesitation.
"Light touching and verbal harassment are fine. But for touches lasting over five minutes, removing my uniform, or anything more, you'll need to purchase the corresponding merchandise."
"I see~ So a little taste is okay. Excuse me then."
The monster customer's thick hand reached out.
It groped Black's defenseless breasts through her thin bra.
Just that—his rough hand kneading her heavy female flesh—and Black let out an involuntary sigh, "Ah..."
"Whoa... This feels even better than I thought. Makes me wanna feel the bare tits."
"If... if you want bare tits, I recommend... this product..."
The monster's hand didn't just knead her breasts; his fingers slipped under the slit, rubbing her nipples.
Stimulated there, Black's face flushed as she explained. Mmm, feels so good. Her nipples sparked sweet pleasure under his touch.
I want to beg him to keep going... But he's a customer... Can't do that during service...