Chapter 5: The Thing I Lost Before My Virginity
"H-Hiiik…!"
The man's fishy body odor wafted right under my nose. And right in front of my eyes, a massive, grotesque lump throbbed menacingly. The 'thing' I'd only ever seen as pixels on a computer monitor now filled my vision with its real-life heft, short-circuiting every thought in my brain like a fried circuit board.
Target Lust Level: 98% / Breast Obsession: MAX
Survival Route: Max out the target's 'satisfaction' to neutralize them!
Survival route? This is survival?!
A scream welled up in my throat. But my instincts screamed louder. If I refused or struggled now, these beasts stripped of reason would tear my limbs apart and pounce. Escape meant victory through neutralization, not flight.
I reached out with trembling hands. And carefully wrapped my small palms around the hot, rigid symbol jutting toward me.
"…Saintess?"
The youngest mercenary's voice quivered. His eyes, a mix of shock and ecstasy, stared down at me. I forced my burning cheeks into a twisted smile, gazing up at him through tear-filled eyes.
"Haa, haa… It's too big… so scary…"
"…"
"But… if you like my breasts that much… I'll show you. How good they feel."
I gripped his scorching shaft with both hands and pulled it toward my chest. Then I squeezed my exposed little tits together by force. They were so meager they barely needed kneading, but with desperate effort, I formed a narrow valley—just enough to cradle his massive tool.
His searing heat rushed into the crevice.
"Ah, ugh…!"
His taut veins pressed directly against my sensitive skin, chilled by the cold air. The vivid, unyielding texture burrowed into my tender cleavage, sending electric jolts up my spine.
"H-Hey! Kid! That bitch is doing it herself…?!"
The leader's shocked voice rang out, but the youngest was beyond hearing. Mouth agape, he stared blankly at his crotch nestled between my breasts.
I swallowed hard and began rubbing him carefully between my tits. Shlick, shlick.
"Haaang! Ugh, uuu…!"
A moan escaped me instead. Each time his angry muscles ground up and down against my flat chest, my nipples scraped his rough skin, sparking with heat.
My virgin breasts were servicing a stranger's cock for the first time in my life.
"Whoa… this is insane… Saintess, your tits… I thought they were too small, but squeezed like this? So fucking tight! I'm dying here!"
The youngest gripped my shoulders hard—nails digging into flesh—but I didn't stop. I shook my waist finer, obsessively pressing my cleavage against his most sensitive tip.
Squelch.
His precum mixed with the saliva on my chest, producing lewd friction sounds. Squelch, zing—each time his shaft thrust up through my valley, the swollen head dangerously grazed my nose and lips. Up, away. The massive heft dominating my vision melted my mind like gooey cheese.
"Haa, haa… Nng! Ugh!"
And this smell assaulting my nose. The pungent, musky cock-stink mingled with unwashed sweat, burrowing deep into my lungs. The old me would've screamed and retched.
Disgusting… Gonna puke…
But against my rational mind, my body reacted strangely to the acrid stench. It wasn't just foul. It was raw male musk, devouring me whole. Maybe the game's protagonist trait, or terror and shame flipping to pleasure—but that stink pickled my brain like an aphrodisiac.
"Saintess, smell that? You love my cock-stink, huh?"
The youngest yanked my hair roughly, shoving my face closer to his dick.
"Ah, agh! No… haa, ugh! It stinks… pervert stink…!"
"Hahaha! Says it stinks but your tits squeeze tighter! Look, every time the tip hits your chin, you shiver—fucking spectacle!"
He was right. Each hot glans-tap on my chin and lips sent chills through me, my thighs soaking uncontrollably. This filthy smell, this degrading violation—it hammered home that I was utterly conquered as a woman.
Slurp, lick…
Unconsciously, my tongue flicked up the pooled saliva and precum near his shaft. Not my will—the system's lewd compulsion moved my tongue.
"O-Ohh…! Bros! Look at this slut! Now she's licking it herself! Ugh, gonna cum on those tits! Let me blast your saintly tits full, please!"
His hips bucked faster. My meager breasts were crushed, ground red under his brutal pistoning. Cock-musk, sweat, and squelching filled the dark alley, shattering its silence.
"…Fishy, ugh!"
Fishy, thick male essence seeped into my mouth. The unfamiliar bitter tang made my eyes water, but pleasure-fog clouded my brain, blocking refusal.
Me, licking a man's cock myself. The unbelievable depravity squeezed my heart to bursting.
"Haa, haa… Saintess, here it comes—the finale!"
The youngest was fully unhinged. Panting like a beast, he gripped his massive shaft. He pulled it from my cleavage and pressed the glistening head straight against my left nipple, slick with spit and precum.
"Ah, aaah! Haaang!"
The hypersensitive bud, soaked and throbbing, met the hot, hard tip dead-on. The contrasting cool-hot sensation made my body jerk like electrocuted.
"Hehe, check it! Nipple twitches every time it touches the tip!"
He grinned sleazily, grinding his glans over my nipple like crushing it. The blunt head smeared circles, lubricated by spit and sweat—squelch, zing echoing obscenely.
"Haa, ugh…! N-Not there… too, nng! Ah, aaang!"
Every ridge of his glans raked my nerves raw. Eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back, my lower belly burned with snapping heat as his pace quickened. Shame yielded to the catastrophic urge to submit to this horrific pleasure.
"Here it goes! Saintess, take every drop of this precious load!"
His thighs tensed rock-hard, shaft ballooning. He slammed it deep into my cleavage—and erupted.
Spurt, spurt—!
"A-AAAAAH—!"
Viscid, scalding fluid blasted indiscriminately over my flat chest. Geysers of white coated my collarbone, sternum, and quivering nipples.
The fishy reek stabbed stronger than before. Hot semen trickled over my cool skin, vivid and real.
Blub, blurb—!
"Ugh…! So hot, too…!"
His cock spasmed to the last, hosing my chest. It didn't stop at one burst. Beastly semen surged endlessly, pooling and soaking with sick warmth. Rivulets filled my cleavage, drenched my nipples.
Then the nose-piercing stench—rotten night-bloom and bleach, pure concentrated cum assaulting my sinuses.
Agh… nose burns…
Foul. Vile, dirty, obscene. The real me would've vomited. But here, it scraped my brain like potent aphrodisiac.
First time drenched in a man's load. The vivid squelch and stench eroded my fragile reason, making me forget this was an eroge.
"Haa, haa… Fucking amazing! Cumming on saintess tits feels this good!"
His ragged breaths. I looked up trembling—his face flushed, ecstatic, world-conquering bliss.
O…! I-Is it over?
Storm of violation ebbing, relief flooded. Just satisfy him, he'd back off—I could escape this hellish alley.
But hope shattered.
His glistening, soaked glans loomed inches away, still grotesquely throbbing post-climax. Residual cum bubbled from the slit, winking like breathing.
"…Huh? Wha?"
Why's it getting closer? Dread trembled my eyes.
"Mmph?! Mmmph! Mngh!"
No time to think. The hot, fishy beast that defiled my chest now ravaged my lips.
Semen-spit cocktail numbed my tongue. The invading bulk choked my breath.
"Mmmph, mmph! Nngh!"
The thick, hot meat forced past my lips crushed my tongue, spearing straight to my throat.
A dream—I wanted to believe. Sodohui, who never even kissed her boyfriend, her first mouth-fill a filthy stranger's cock…!
"Hahaha! Bros, look! Saintess's mouth stuffed so full she can't breathe!"
He cackled madly, yanking my hair. Fingers dug into my scalp, pinning my head.
He brutally pistoned my mouth like a beast. Squelch, glurk—!
"Mmmph! Nn, ngh! Nnnngh!"
Muffled screams echoed in my throat. Each thrust scraped my palate and uvula; tears streamed despite myself.
Spit and chest-semen dribbled from my lips, but he showed no mercy.
"Hey, Saintess! Don't just sit there—wrap that tongue! Wasting this tight mouth?"
He wrenched my jaw wide, thrusting deeper, crueler. Squelching filled my ears.
Throat pressure gagged me, but he reveled, accelerating.
"Guh, glurk! Mmmph!"
Merciless pistoning stole my air. My head lolled with his hips; tear-blurred vision saw only his crotch.
Heartburst shame, but the hot fullness and musk blanked my mind white.
"Yeah, that's it! Choke it down like that! Who knew saintess's mouth was this soft?"
He savored my gags, ravaging deeper, fiercer. The sacred saintess's mouth reduced to a lowly cock-hole.
"Mmph, mmph! Nnngh!"
Overwhelming. Cock-musk stabbed my nose; throat stuffed, breathing labored. Unreal for real Sodohui.
At first, like a hot rod. But thrusts rubbed soft mouth-flesh against rough skin, sparking pain-pleasure. Veins textured vividly on my tongue.
"Hahaha! Saintess, gonna ram your palate—bite down!"
Mad eyes crushed my head down, pistoning savagely. Deep throat-stabs gagged me; he pushed harder on reactions. Squelch, glurk—!
Spit-pre leaked obscenely. Tears flooded, but my body enslaved to toxic pleasure.
His cock writhed snake-like, swelling hotter, harder. Climax neared.
"N, mmph! Nnngh!"
Instinct pushed my tongue to eject, but he slammed my head, burying to the hilt.
Choking pressure—his body convulsed.
Spurt, spurt—!
"Mmmph! Guh, glurk!"
Hot, thick semen flooded my throat indiscriminately. Far more than on my chest—filling my mouth, cascading down.
Fishy heat choked me into gags.
"Kyaa! Cumming in saintess's mouth is the best! Swallow every drop of this precious load!"
Shuddering in afterglow, he pinned his cock deep. Semen-stench paralyzed me.
Sacred mouth fallen to mercenary cum-dump.
"Mmmph, mmph! Nngh!"
Even post-climax, no withdrawal. He pinned deep, savoring. Heavy cock crushed my tongue, veins teasing subtly.
But taste-texture tortured worst.
Gulp, glk…!
Mouth crammed with sticky, viscous cum. Slimy coating numbed my tastebuds with bitter-fishy tang.
Each twitch forced globs down my throat. Didn't want to swallow—but overflow forced it for air.
Esophagus-burning descent branded me no saintess, but lowly desire-vessel.
Mercenary (Youngest) neutralized successfully!
Reward: 500 EP (Ero Points) acquired.
New title acquired!
A translucent system window flickered. Lewd text scrambled my retinas.
Mouth-cunt…? No way, this…!
Dizzy with shame. Untouched virgin me, branded 'mouth-cunt' by the system. Miserable tears poured, but his cock gagging my mouth silenced screams.
"Haha, look! Saintess swallowing it all like a pro."
Ignoring my plight, he watched my throat work, chuckling sleazily. Satisfaction over 100%.
Now, clutch this lewd title and shame, slip through their guard, escape.