Magical Girl Hypnosis Part-Time Job (Black - Hypnosis Service/Onahole Store) (5)
"Hoo, that felt so damn good. So this is what a magical girl's pussy—or rather, the sales clerk's—tastes like~ Wonder if creampieing the sales clerk herself feels this amazing~."
The monster customer says this with a sleazy grin.
In front of him, Black—following the monster customer's orders—tips the onahole above her head, catching the cum he'd dumped inside and swallowing it straight down her throat.
Then she pries open the entrance and thrusts her tongue deep inside, licking out every last drop she can reach.
Each time, it feels just like licking her own pussy with her own mouth—a chilling, spine-tingling sensation...
The customer watches her finish cleaning up his load from the onahole, then declares with satisfaction.
"Alright. I'll buy this onahole. Nah, not just that—I'll take that life-sized magical girl real doll standee over there too. Gotta grab 'em now or miss out."
"Ah... Th-thank you... Haa... Hehe..."
Black smiles as if deeply moved by the customer's generous declaration.
Aah, this is what makes work worthwhile. So fulfilling.
The customer leaves satisfied thanks to my efforts, and on top of that, he buys the merchandise modeled after me so generously... How could I not feel great?
It even makes me reflect on my old belief that working just means losing...
The customer immediately uses his terminal to finalize the purchase.
> Transaction complete: Onahole + Life-Size Doll
> Payment processed. Items dispatched.
A notification of the confirmed purchase arrives on Black's own terminal too. A real sale success.
Time to see the customer off, she thinks—
"Now that I've bought the goods, time for a final inspection."
"...Y-yes...?"
"Gotta check if the stuff I bought is really indistinguishable from the real thing—with my dick, obviously. You're not gonna say 'purchase complete, no more business,' right?"
The fat monster customer's cock—despite cumming twice already—remains rock-hard, fully erect as he thrusts it out like he's showing it off.
Black gulps, staring at it.
A new holographic screen appears before her eyes. A message from the manager.
Confirming the text, Black turns around in front of the customer, bends over, and presents her ass to him.
She spreads her cheeks and pussy wide, seducing him.
Lewd juices drip thickly from her slit.
"Y-yes, sir. As an esteemed VIP customer, please use me as much as you'd like. The manager has approved it too. Feel free to creampie me plenty and compare the sensation to your heart's content♡"
Black wiggles her hips enticingly, spreading her pussy wide for the monster customer, unable to hide her anticipation and joy.
At the sight of her like a bitch in heat, the monster customer grins with delight and rises from his chair.
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"Finally... over..."
The day drags on, and only after it's fully passed can Black finally escape the store.
God, she's exhausted.
Truly exhausted.
Her whole body reeks, sticky with all sorts of filth, and her pussy, ass, and mouth are stuffed full of cum, leaving her feeling utterly grimy.
Maybe because it was the first demo day as a selling point, customers lined up endlessly.
And since the first one was such a big spender, his rave reviews apparently drew even more.
Thanks to that, she sold out her quota of merchandise... but serving every single one of those customers one by one left her like this.
Luckily, no other whales like the first guy, so most ended at mouth or handjobs... but that sample onahole was the problem. Passed around to everyone, and every thrust came right back to her... effectively creampied by every customer who walked in.
At least only the one sample was linked; the individually sold ones weren't connected to Black.
If every single one had been... she'd still be getting remotely fucked nonstop right now, unable to stand, her one pussy feeling dozens of cocks pounding dozens of holes... Horrifying just to think about.
Work really is tiring.
She'd felt a bit of fulfillment when the first sale went through.
But now that it's done, even that's gone. Just fatigue remains.
NEET life is best. Work means lose. Outside the blanket is danger.
She wants to hole up forever in her cramped, dark room, wrapped in blankets, rolling around endlessly without working...
...But that's impossible in this world...
I just want the world to become peaceful soon... so I can scrape by like a bug, earning just enough from nothing to survive day by day...
Passive income is the best word... getting paid without doing shit... wonder if such a job exists...
Lost in these rotten thoughts, Black stumbles away from the complex mall where she'd worked today.
Paat!
"...?"
As she's about to leave the workplace where she'd slaved all day.
An opaque window pops up before her eyes.
It's similar to the hologram from the factory-provided 'personal computer' terminal, but the generation method and shape are slightly different.
This is one of the functions magical girls contracted with fairies possess.
"Cookie...?"
The message is short and to the point.
[Meet at this time]
Just a time and that brief [Meet at this time].
And less than 10 minutes until the specified time.
"No way, this is too sudden...!"
Today's shift is finally over.
She just wants to hurry back to her room and shake off the fatigue from working all day.
Swallowing a curse at Cookie's abrupt summons, Black cloaks herself in magic and rushes out of the building...
"Holy crap, you got yourself suspected, nyang. How the hell are you so short-sighted and dumb, nyang? Can't you be careful, nyang? Don't you know ALZATKALSEN, nyang? Coming out so carelessly like that—what if someone saw, nyang? I've told you a million times to always be cautious, but you never listen. Should I take that as rebellion against me, nyang? Should I just kill you outright, nyang? I feel so sorry for myself, having to rely on a pathetic idiot like you, nyang..."
In a nearby alley.
Too far to make it back to the dorm in time, Black heads to a deserted alley near the department store she'd just left.
She's set up a simple magic barrier around the area and temporarily disabled the surveillance cameras.
Just as preparations finish, Cookie appears with a pop right on time—warp magic via fairy powers. Black and Er had used it before after a mission outside the city.
She reports the Ten Manager's interrogation and how she never spilled about Pure White... and gets hit with this machine-gun barrage of criticism.
Black feels wronged. She'd endured that insane pleasure-relay torture and kept the secret to the end.
She wasn't expecting a reward, but a little praise seemed fair... not this all-blame tirade.
Her situation feels so unfair.
"What's with that face, nyang? Did you screw up or not, nyang."
"...Tch..."
"I asked if you screwed up, not for your damn tongue-click, nyang."
Cookie rockets in from midair like a meteor, slamming her fist—kuwoong!—into Black's lower belly.
Black moans and trembles as the punch resonates straight to her womb.
Cookie often torments her like this. Womb punches. Thanks to it, Black's womb is thoroughly trained by Cookie's fists...
"Eek, heeek... S-sorry, I screwed up... Uuugh..."
"Perfect effect as always, nyang. My cat punch is the best, nyang."
Cookie looks down at Black—clutching her belly and shuddering—with satisfied eyes.
Then she crosses her tiny arms and continues.
"Alright, enough messing around, nyang. Time for serious talk, nyang."
That wasn't messing around at all for me... Black keeps her mouth shut to avoid saying it.