Black's Exhibitionist Traits and the Manager's Thorough Inspection
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Trait: Exhibitionism
Trait: Exhibitionism Addiction
Trait: Exhibition Pleasure
Trait: Perverted Exhibition Mare
You now feel a new pleasure from exposing your body's embarrassing parts.
When exposed to others' gazes, you feel sexual arousal. This excitement and pleasure is proportional to the number and intensity of the gazes directed at you.
You feel stuffy wearing clothes. No matter when or where—even in the middle of the street—you feel the urge to strip naked and walk around.
The wider and thicker the area covered by your clothes, the more your physical abilities will sharply decline. Conversely, the smaller the area of clothing and the higher the exposure, the more your stats will increase proportionally.
Black snaps back to awareness at some point.
It felt like her consciousness had flown away for a moment.
What... happened...? Me...
The first thing Black senses upon regaining consciousness is the hot breath tickling her armpit.
In the hallway not far from the entrance, Black stands with her back against the corridor wall, arms raised high.
Ten Manager clings to her armpit, burying his nose in that sweaty hollow and sniffing deeply—snuuuurk, snuuuurk.
The real Black would have leaped away in horror at this incomprehensible situation and perverse act.
But surprisingly, Black's reaction is calm. Her face flushes with embarrassment, yet she shows no sense that this situation is anything out of the ordinary.
Right... I received an order from Manager...
She remembers being brought here and assuming this pose.
Ah, yes, that's right. That's how it was.
"......?"
She'd bumped into Ten Manager at the entrance, and right before he brought her here... something feels like it happened in between, but she can't recall. What was it?
Before she can dwell on it, a soft "Ah..." sigh escapes Black's lips.
Because Ten Manager's tongue has sloppily licked up her armpit.
"Miss Black, this spot is delicious. Your scent clings so thickly here... which means your mana is pooled just as densely..."
"Th-thank... you...?"
Black offers a hesitant thanks.
Thanks for licking her armpit, and for complimenting her body as tasty.
Exposing her embarrassing armpit like this—it should be shameful, yet it feels inexplicably good, over and over. Every time he sniffs it, licks it, stares at it, or rubs it with his hands, it feels like her pussy—a true erogenous zone—is being touched directly. ...Not that it should.
Ten Manager doesn't stop at one armpit; he methodically sniffs and tastes the other side too.
Once that perverse appreciation ends, he finally releases Black's armpits. He even permits her to lower her arms from behind her head.
"Next is an inspection of the inside of your underwear. You'll have to strip off everything you're wearing for the check, okay?"
"...Yes...."
Black answers like a dazed doll, obeying without question. She removes her underwear herself.
Along the way, she hears Ten Manager mutter, "Did I overdo the hypnosis a bit?" But not understanding, she just tilts her head.
With that, Black's bra and panties are off, revealing her voluptuous breasts and ripe, fuckable pussy.
Instead of tossing the underwear on the floor, she holds it in her hand.
"P-please... inspect me, Manager."
"I'll do that, magical girl."
Ten Manager proceeds with the "inspection" without hesitation. Though Black has forgotten what it's for. What kind of inspection is this?
His hands knead Black's breasts before burying his face between them. His lumpy head digs into the soft, bouncy valley of her ample tits.
Black twitches slightly but quickly straightens up, tensing again. Ten Manager inhales the thick scent between her breasts, rubs his face back and forth to savor the texture to his heart's content.
He doesn't just enjoy the cleavage; he thoroughly sniffs, licks, and rubs the sides, the sweat-prone undersides, and every part.
This is an 'inspection,' so being thorough is natural... But what inspection is it again... this...
"Wow, Miss Black, this spot smells amazing. A bit like milk too. No breast milk yet, right?"
"N-no... not yet... since I'm not pregnant...."
"It's fine, Miss Black. Even without pregnancy, you'll start lactating soon. According to the Factory's curriculum, within two weeks? I'm looking forward to tasting your milk."
"R-really...?"
At first, she thinks she doesn't like the idea, but his excitement changes her mind instantly.
Oh, he's looking forward to it. That's great then. I hope my milk comes out soon too. Black thinks this sincerely.
Ten Manager enjoys her breasts thoroughly, then lowers himself to bury his face in her crotch as well, appreciating it fully.
He sniffs the lewd scent of the magical girl's pussy—sweaty and dripping with love juices—and spreads it open for a close look.
Though Black had washed meticulously after being fucked every which way at work before returning, even that short trip back had let enough female musk build up in her pussy. Ten Manager savors it to his heart's content.
Sluuuurp...
Hiiik!
His rough tongue laps at her pussy. Then he focuses on her clit area, licking furiously and rolling the tip around it.
Black shivers repeatedly at the chilling sensation.
This feels weird. But it's definitely good. Dopamine floods out from the shivery pleasure.
Once he's had his fill of her pussy, Ten Manager stands, still fiddling with it. He licks her face with the same tongue and asks,
"By the way, Miss Black. When you got back earlier, your face looked off. Something happen? At work?"
"...No. Not at work."
"Right. You mentioned good customers too. Then on the way back?"
"......."
Black makes a troubled face, neither confirming nor denying.
It's about Cookie—and by extension, infiltrating the city. Should she tell him? She hesitates.
It shouldn't even be a dilemma, but the hypnosis rule forces her to answer unconditionally.
Ten Manager seems to sense something from her attitude.
He suddenly pinches her sensitive clit hard. A pathetic moan spills from Black's lips.
"Hiding something? You think that's okay, you damn sow magical girl?"
"Ah, ahng... N-no, no, I'm not...!"
"You're terrible at hiding and lying. What a pathetic bitch."
"Hiiiik~~!! Cl-clit... nooo...!"
His clit torment continues. He pinches and twists harder, rubs it raw.
Black's hips jerk wildly, at a loss, until she finally confesses. What happened.
"It was... Cookie... my contract fairy......."
She'd been in contact with her contract fairy until now, but got word they won't meet for a while... That's all she says.
Her hypnotized mind rings alarms, blocking deeper answers.
Ten Manager considers pushing more but stops, weighing the risks. The hypnosis on Black isn't fully set, and it's recent. Too much force could break it.
Besides, that's enough info.
The Factory probably knows already. Still, better report it.
He decides quickly, sending a message via hotline to Factory contacts. As an emergency, it'll reach the top fast.
"Heh, got it. Inspection's over, Miss Black. Maybe it's the sweat from work, but today you're overflowing with even more charm all over."
"...Don't wanna work...."
"Eh? Didn't expect that from you. Yeah, you're pretty gloomy. But it's fine, Miss Black. I'll cast a magic spell on you."
"Magic...?"
To the puzzled Black, Ten Manager tweaks her hypnosis program again and whispers,
"You'll love working in this city so, so much. Working here is pure happiness. The more you work, the happier you'll get. Every morning, you'll crave to work more for this city—yes, fill yourself with that feeling~."
His whisper slithers like a snake's tongue, licking into her and seeping deep.
Right. Working in this city is joy and fun. No reason to hate it.
A desire to work surges within her. Her old shut-in reluctance—"Don't wanna work"—is swiftly buried under fresh zeal and ambition.
"Wanna... work. For the city... It's fulfilling... fun...."
"That's right, Miss Black. I'm glad you feel that way."
Ten Manager barely suppresses a loud laugh.
So easy. The perfect toy to play with.
He puts on a solemn face for Black, whose mind has just flipped.
"Good, Black. For our hardworking girl, here's tonight's job."
"Job...? You're giving me one...?"
"Yeah. Super easy. Just brace your hands on that wall and lend me your pussy for a bit."
"If it's work... yes... Understood...."
Black obeys, hands on the wall, thrusting out her ass.
Already soaked from earlier fondling and her Trait: Exhibitionism.
Ten Manager fiddles with her proffered ass and pussy for a moment.
Without delay, he pulls out his thick, erect, veiny cock and slowly pushes it into that offered slit.
Her drenched, lewd pussy swallows his dick without resistance.
The slutty folds greedily gulp, wrap, and cling to the invading cock like it's delicious...