The Equipment Closet Incident
Yeonsaeng burst into the company cafeteria, gasping for air.
“Huff… huff!”
“Hm? Yeonsaeng, what’s wrong?”
Lee Sola tilted her head at the sight of Yeonsaeng’s panicked expression. The younger woman caught her breath for a moment before blurting out in her thick Jeolla-do accent,
“I need to hide for a bit, Unni. Please cover for me, okay?”
With that, Yeonsaeng glanced around frantically, spotted the perfect hiding spot, and dove behind it without another word.
“What’s gotten into her?” Lee Sola muttered, utterly confused by the strange behavior.
Not long after, another person entered the cafeteria.
“I’m sure she came this way…”
“Huh?”
The moment Lee Sola saw who had walked in, her brows furrowed. She quickly pieced together Yeonsaeng’s odd actions and the identity of the newcomer.
Ah, so that’s what this is about. Now I get why she’s acting like that.
Understanding the situation, Lee Sola walked straight up to the visitor and greeted her with exaggerated cheer.
“Oh my, who do we have here? If it isn’t Jerin from the HR team, Assistant Manager Jerin!”
Jerin turned at the sound of her name. The moment she saw Lee Sola, her own expression soured into a matching frown.
“Lee Sola…”
“It’s still morning. What brings you to the cafeteria, Miss Horny Succubus?”
A strange, hostile atmosphere began to crackle between Lee Sola and Jerin.
It was the kind of tension that only longtime rivals could produce.
“This doesn’t concern you, Lee Sola. Anyway, have you seen Yeonsaeng?”
“Yeonsaeng? Why are you looking for her?”
“I already told you it’s none of your business. Just answer the question.”
“Hmph. You really think I’m going to answer you? I don’t know what you want with her, but I have zero interest in telling you.”
“What?”
Invisible sparks of hostility flew between the two demons. To put it plainly, they weren’t just rivals—they were mortal enemies.
Having joined the company at the same time, Lee Sola and Jerin clashed constantly. Most of the time, it was Jerin who started the fights. She had a habit of hitting on the female cafeteria staff, which made Lee Sola despise her. Naturally, Jerin hated Lee Sola for always getting in her way.
“You… where did you hide Yeonsaeng?”
“Hide her? What are you even talking about?”
“Don’t play dumb. I’m asking where you hid my woman, Yeonsaeng!”
At those words, Lee Sola nearly burst out laughing in disbelief.
My woman? Who does she think she is? Yeonsaeng?
Still as shameless as ever, Lee Sola thought. She glared at Jerin and shot back,
“Don’t tell me you actually tried something with Yeonsaeng.”
“Ha? Tried something? We’re in love, I’ll have you know.”
“Love? That’s hilarious. Since when do succubi know anything about love? I bet you were the one who came on to her first.”
“You damn bat bitch… you really think you can say whatever you want?!”
“Yeah, I can. If you’re gonna mess around, go bother someone in your own HR department. How dare you try to seduce one of our staff?!”
The atmosphere between the two demons had reached a boiling point. Blood-red mana began to leak from Lee Sola while purple mana swirled around Jerin.
“That’s enough.”
A low, heavy voice suddenly cut through the tension. Both women whipped their heads toward the source.
Lee Sola flinched hard. Jerin trembled even more violently than she did.
Mut Robel, Head of the HR Department, has appeared.
A woman with heavy dark circles under her eyes and blood-red pupils stood there, staring at them both. It was none other than Mut Robel, Team Leader of the Demon Group’s HR Department.
“Oh, if it isn’t Team Leader Mut,” Lee Sola said lightly.
“T-Team Leader…” Jerin stammered.
“Assistant Manager Jerin. Are you that free? Weren’t you supposed to be working on a report this morning? If you’ve already finished it and are standing here, go fetch it for me.”
“Th-that is… I’m sorry~~~!!!”
Jerin let out a terrified shriek and bolted from the cafeteria. Lee Sola watched her retreating back and let out a soft snort of laughter.
“Nutritionist Lee Sola.”
After Jerin had fled, Mut Robel let out a deep sigh and called out to her.
“Yes?”
“Is Yeonsaeng doing well?”
At the unexpected question, Lee Sola thought, Even someone like her worries about people, huh? She answered politely,
“Yes, she’s doing great. You already know, don’t you, Team Leader? Yeonsaeng is the idol of the cafeteria.”
“That she is. Then I’ll be on my way. If Jerin causes any more trouble, report it to me immediately.”
“Of course~ Of course~.”
Mut Robel turned and left the cafeteria. Once she was gone, Lee Sola called out toward the hiding spot.
“You can come out now.”
“Is it really safe now?”
Yeonsaeng cautiously poked her head out, scanned the area, and let out a huge sigh of relief when she confirmed Jerin was truly gone.
“Yeah. By the way, Yeonsaeng.”
“Yes? What is it, Unni?”
“It’s nothing serious. If Jerin bothers you again, make sure you tell me right away.”
“Ah, so that’s what you meant. Got it.”
“Good. Now let’s get lunch prep started.”
“Okay.”
* * * *
Demon Group Equipment Closet
Inside the quiet storage room, a silver-haired demon woman with a tail flickering with blue flames was laughing while staring at her smartphone.
“As expected, nothing beats watching D-Tube Shorts while slacking off for a paycheck~.”
This was the daily routine of Meire Asmo, staff member in charge of the Equipment Closet for the Management Support Team.
The storage room, which almost no one visited unless they absolutely had to, was her personal paradise… or rather, her personal hell, since she was a demon. She spent her entire workday watching D-Tube videos and demon-realm live streams. She was, without question, a textbook salary thief.
Click—!
While she was happily wasting company time, the door to the equipment closet opened and someone stepped inside.
“Eek!”
Thinking it might be her boss, Meire frantically pretended to be working. The person who entered walked straight toward her.
“Is this the equipment closet, by any chance?”
Meire looked up at the woman scratching her head and asking the question. Realizing it wasn’t her superior, she let out a relieved cough and answered,
“Yes, this is the equipment closet. Which team are you from, and what do you need?”
“Well, I’m Yeonsaeng, workin’ down in the cafeteria. My Unni Sola told me to come get a kitchen knife from the storage room.”
Yeonsaeng? Oh, is she that cafeteria idol everyone’s been talking about lately?
The name rang a bell. Meire recalled the recent buzz on the company bulletin boards about the so-called “idol of the cafeteria.” Since she never ate in the cafeteria herself, she had no idea why the girl was so popular. That was why she hadn’t recognized her until Yeonsaeng introduced herself.
“A kitchen knife, right? Let me see… I think it’s around here somewhere…”
Meire stood on her tiptoes and began searching the shelves.
As Yeonsaeng watched her, a strange tingling sensation ran through her body.
Why am I feeling like this? Yeonsaeng, don’t tell me it’s happening again?
[Arousal Level: 0% → 58%]
The moment the notification appeared, Yeonsaeng’s eyes widened in shock.
Without realizing it, she had gotten aroused just from staring at Meire’s small, perky backside.
C-calm down, Yeonsaeng! I absolutely am not getting turned on right now!
But her body was far more honest than her mind. Before she knew it, her Arousal Level had shot past the mid-60s.
Huh? What the—?!
The pheromones leaking from Yeonsaeng due to her rising arousal began to affect Meire as well.
Her body suddenly felt itchy and hot. A wet heat started to bloom between her legs.
W-what is this… ngh♥
The sudden rush of pleasure made her body twitch involuntarily.
Meire’s body began reacting against her will.
Why does it feel so… ngh♥
Clear, sticky nectar started dripping from her pussy, soaking the floor beneath her.
She wanted to figure out what was causing this strange sensation, but her mind had already grown too foggy to think straight.
“Haa…♥ Haa…♥”
Meanwhile, Yeonsaeng stood frozen, barely clinging to the last threads of her sanity as she watched Meire tremble and sink to the floor.
I have to endure this, Yeonsaeng. I’m a proper, modest woman…
But no matter how hard she tried, her Arousal Level kept climbing.
[Arousal Level: 69% → 82% → 100%]
It skyrocketed at terrifying speed until it hit 100%. The final thread of reason snapped with an audible snip.
Snap—!
The moment her sanity broke, Yeonsaeng staggered forward with unsteady steps, moving straight toward Meire.
“W-what are you doing!? Ngh♥”
Meire sensed something was very wrong as Yeonsaeng approached. She tried to scramble away, but her body had gone completely limp.
“Kyaa!”
A scream escaped her lips as Yeonsaeng’s actions grew bolder.
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Just stay still for me, alright?”
Her voice had become low and heavy.
Even if Meire wanted to resist, she had no strength left. No… even if she had strength, she wouldn’t have been able to fight back.
W-what kind of power is this…?
From the outside, Yeonsaeng didn’t look particularly strong, yet the grip holding Meire in place was unbreakable. Then Meire saw it.
W-what the hell is that!? A… a cock?!
The sight of Yeonsaeng’s massive penis left Meire breathless.
Don’t tell me she’s going to put that inside me…
Just as she feared, Yeonsaeng lifted one of her legs without hesitation and pressed the thick head of her cock against Meire’s dripping entrance.
Schlick—! Squish—!
“Kwaaaah♥”
Meire, who had still been a virgin, felt her hymen tear. Blood trickled down as the enormous shaft drove straight up into her womb. Her mind went completely blank.
Yet even as her consciousness blurred, Yeonsaeng’s relentless pistoning kept her from passing out. All she could do was moan helplessly as pain and pleasure crashed over her in waves.
“Hoooh♥ S-stop… guuuuh♥”
Thrust—! Thrust—! Slap—! Slap—!
“You’re squeezin’ me so tight, it feels amazing,” Yeonsaeng growled.
I’m done for. Those are the eyes of someone who’s completely lost control.
When Yeonsaeng spoke again without stopping her hips, Meire had hoped she might be finished soon. But one look at her face told her otherwise. Those were not the eyes of a rational person.
This probably wouldn’t end until Yeonsaeng had pumped every last drop of cum inside her.
* * * *
“Hooooh♥ Please… stop already… cum inside or outside, I don’t care anymore… hooock♥”
The forced sex had already gone on for what felt like thirty minutes. Meire was starting to grow exhausted. She just wanted it to be over so she could go back to slacking off in peace.
“I’m about to finish!”
Yeonsaeng’s hips began moving even faster. It was a clear sign she was close.
Meire felt a wave of relief. Thank goodness, it’s almost over.
Spurt—! Spluuuurt—!
At the peak of her climax, Yeonsaeng’s cock delivered one final, powerful thrust, battering Meire’s womb. The barrier gave way completely as thick ropes of semen flooded inside, announcing the successful conquest.
“Nngh♥”
Meire collapsed to the floor, cum and love juices dripping steadily from her ruined pussy.
[Arousal Level 100% → 0%]
“Oh no! I lost control again!”
With her Arousal Level dropping back to zero, Yeonsaeng regained her senses. She scratched the back of her head awkwardly as she looked at Meire twitching on the floor, still leaking cum from her pussy.
“I’m real sorry about that. Next time you come to the cafeteria, I’ll make you somethin’ real tasty, okay?”
Spotting the kitchen knife that had fallen to the floor, Yeonsaeng quickly picked it up and hurried out of the equipment closet in a panic.