Super Sentai Evol Rangers (8): You're First, Wolfman
"You're first, Wolfman."
"Wh-what the fuck kind of bullshit is that..."
"Bullshit?"
I thrust my cock right in front of Wolfman's eyes.
"...!"
"Who's the dog?"
Wolfman drooled at the sight of it, her pussy juices leaking out. To her, with the blood of wolves running through her veins, the word "dog" was an insult on par with blasphemy. Dogs were what wolves—beings meant to be freer than anything—were reduced to in subjugation.
But right now, his cock was so massive and magnificent that it made her think it could turn her into a dog herself.
"Ugh... d-don't... fuck with me..."
"From now on, I'll call you Dogpussy Wolfman."
With that, my cock plunged into her pussy.
*
"Maaaster~♡ Give Dogpussy Dogman's pussy your cock♡ Cock pleeease~♡"
Wolfman—no, now Dogman—wagged her tail furiously.
"I was gonna just call you Dogpussy, but what's good is good, right?"
Conquered.
'Is there no one left to stop me?!'
The fierce female warrior Wolfman, who had been formidable even before joining the Monster Alliance, fell after just a few thrusts of cock. Her once-perked ears drooped like a puppy's, and her tail, which had never moved before, now swayed eagerly.
"Ah... aaah...!"
Only then did the other female monsters realize the truth.
"Next."
If even Wolfman, whom the female monsters revered, could fall so easily, how long could they hold out?
"N-no... I don't want this!"
"Stay back! Don't come any closer!"
They writhed in terror at the inevitability of their submission. It was the pathetic flailing of stupid bitches who knew nothing of the virtue of obedience.
"Not knowing the virtue of submission—how tragic."
I pulled my cock from Dogman's pussy and slowly approached another monster girl.
"No... eek♡"
Even they were bitches at heart, their moans giving away the truth, and I savored the building pressure of release.
*
"So, what are you all?"
""We're living onaholes!""
"Good girls. But publicly?"
"We're the Great Kaiser's female minions!"
"Excellent."
I dressed them in reverse bunnysuits—patches over their tits and pussies only—and questioned their very reason for existence.
My Super Evol Gene semen had destroyed and reassembled their genes, rewriting their memories and worldviews entirely. As a result, the female monsters—who once created suits like the Evol Rangers—could now only produce identical black reverse bunnysuits.
"Too fucking hot, right?"
I turned to the last remaining female monster.
Monster Doctor Hartless. The genius scientist, one of the two brains alongside Evol Purple. Securing her would mean my Big Fucking Plan was halfway to success.
"...Evol Gene... no, the superior version?"
"Oh? Correct."
She figured it out.
"I've heard rumors. The Evol Gene appeared on Earth long ago, and there were whispers of attempts to refine and evolve it."
"I thought it was impossible tech even I couldn't touch—but it was real after all."
National pride setting? Even Doctor Hartless, the genius among monsters, had deemed it impossible. Making it real felt like cause for a drink after fucking her.
I approached.
"Then you know there's no winning for you?"
"Who knows. Maybe I don't."
Ptooey! Blue spit flew from her mouth, splattering my cheek.
I knew what it was. In the boss fight against Doctor Hartless, her ultimate move: Evol Execution Bullet, tailored to the Evol Gene. A liquid that dealt fatal damage to Evol Gene users, modified into bullets. One hit meant instant orgasm, suit dissolution, and death—total game over in that route.
It was so tempting—the climax, the transformation cancel—that I'd deliberately taken hits while fapping to it, even though I could dodge. You could get one in the ally route too; shooting the final boss with it was a total cheat kill.
That cheat item...
"Stings a bit."
"...Damn."
...meant nothing to me.
"I'm a more advanced new human than you lot. You thought that could kill me?"
The spot stung briefly, then vanished.
"Foolish."
Zzzyuuung—!
I crushed my lips against hers. Hartless resisted at first, then yielded.
Soon, her moans echoed.
*
"So, how is it?"
"Feels great."
Post-fuck, Hartless remained cool and composed.
"I'll serve you now—the Super Evol Gene holder—instead of that inferior Monster Alliance rabble. Just tell me where to start."
Her loyalty had simply shifted to me.
"What do you think of the Monster Alliance?"
"...You want the scripted answer? They're losers now that you exist. I always despised them for trading fertility for power."
The scientist who'd researched fertility deprivation for the Alliance just hours ago now confessed this to me.
"Right, that fertility deprivation wave. How far along is it?"
"You knew about that? It was top secret. Lucky I betrayed them. 80% complete. I can scrap it if you want..."
"Don't stop. Keep going."
"Huh?"
"Keep developing it."
Fertility Deprivation Wave. In simple terms, electromagnetic waves that kill human male sperm by gently cooking the balls, stripping reproductive function.
It kicked off the late game, splitting happy and bad ends based on whether a solution was found.
In possession or reincarnation stories, the cliché would be struggling to stop this horror.
Why the hell should I? Do they think I'm some saint?
I'm no saint. I got a skill optimized for fucking beauties, and I'm the horndog who uses it aggressively.
It's not even my world anyway.
What mattered to me were the hotties, not some random dudes' breeding ability.
"When I signal, open a warp gate. That's your role."
"...Got it."
Hartless nodded in understanding. I addressed the other meat toilets too.
"You lot! Act normal until I signal. Got it?"
A few looked panicked but nodded.
"Um..."
"Yeah? What?"
"What if we die in the meantime...?"
"What if you die?"
"Pardon?"
"If you die, you die. You expect me to handle your funerals one by one?"
"N-nooo..."
"Non-virgins who barely kept their hymens intact, and you want the world."
"You're nothing but grunts who die when I say die."
"If you get it, respond."
"Y-yes..."
Too harsh? A quick glance around...
Nah. They love it.
Some female monsters blushed, bowed their heads, and dripped pussy juice.
Hopeless onahole sluts.
I shook my head and left the hideout.
Time for some mother-daughter rice bowl.
*
Back home, things were just as I'd imagined.
"J-Jin..."
"B-Big brooo..."
Akane and Akami were naked, masturbating furiously.
Akane's massive tits bounced wildly—no bra to hold them—while she rubbed her pussy lips. Akami, her developing C-cups swelling slightly, mimicked her mom exactly.
Both sweated buckets, grinding their pussies desperately in front of a guy.
Normally, they'd freak out, beg him to pretend he saw nothing, call it pervy—something. I'd seen it in the game, but not this intense.
The official lore said the Evol Gene restructured cells from the ground up, causing constant horniness and masturbation. But in front of a man?
"J-Jin..."
Akane grabbed my helpless hand.
"It's... too much..."
Her room reeked of pussy juice, mid-masturbation, but as a 30-something, Akane looked exhausted.
"Can you... do it... for me?"
"...Huh?"
"Fuck... me... can you?"
"Th-that's..."
'Yes, I'd love to pound you raw.'
Saying yes outright was too sus. Too easy.
'My guess... you're the culprit!'
'How'd you know?!'
'Hehe. Motherly intuition?'
As Evol Rangers, intuition and deduction skyrocketed, solving those brain-teaser quizzes. Okay too quick, and she might sniff it out pre-corruption and snitch.
"I... um..."
"D-don't say nooo..."
I had to let her pull me in. That way, she wouldn't suspect.
"C'mon... let's do it...?"
She pushed me down and yanked off my pants.
"A-Auntie...! This is no good...!"
"Sis."
"...Pardon?"
What the hell did she just say?
"Call me sis."
"...?"
A woman with two daughters spouting this shameless shit?
"No husband... got pregnant via cloning... I'm a virgin, you know..."
"...Right."
Memory check: yeah, no husband mentioned. Barely a footnote in the setting book—easy to forget.
'Makes sense. Setting said biotech exploded post-Evol Gene.'
Parthenogenesis wasn't impossible.
Wait. So she's a literal virgin mom?
Mom and virgin. That paradox existed?
My dick hardened instantly.
"Oh my..."
Akane gasped at my size.
"This could wreck a bunch of girls, huh?"
Grinning, she pressed her dripping virgin-mom pussy against it.
"Then... bon appétit."
Her mom-virgin pussy enveloped my cock.