Case 35: Too big. (R-18)
''H-Huh...?!''
Moeka, who was still slightly disoriented from experiencing climax, let out a dumbfounded noise. In her mind, such a thing growing between Fumiko's legs was not too shocking. After all, this was precisely the method through which two women could have children together in the year 2094, albeit the exact process was a little different.
The standard procedure was to attach an artificial sex organ, one with the capabilities to produce semen from the wearer's body, to one of the participants. Because the magical engineering for such a feat was top-notch, its price was also steep. However, for Fumiko to conjure a similar object, even without its intended functions, was... also not surprising. This girl was one of the most accomplished young geniuses among the country's magical girls. Of course, she could make it herself.
No, what made Moeka so spooked was...
'Isn't it too big...?'
By rough estimation, the piece of magically engineered meat dangling between the Alpha's legs was at least two-thirds the length of Moeka's forearm while simultaneously possessing the girth rivaling a tense wrist. This was definitely abnormal. Not to mention it was the first time Moeka had seen that ugly yet eye-catching shape, but did it have to come with ample testicles and all...?
Worse yet, as soon as the thing popped out, Fumiko's condition looked somewhat unstable. Peering past Himeko's scent. Moeka could sense her Alpha's pheromones running wild, clearly pulling a curtain of fog around her mind.
Moeka's sixth sense was blaring—she was in danger!
The turn of events spooked the little Omega so much that she willingly left Himeko's arms, curling defensively in the corner.
''H-Hey, Miko, could you stay put for a moment...?'' She said wryly.
Fumiko held her ambiguous smile, her hazy red eyes fixated on Moeka, ''What are you saying? Now is the main show.'' She said. The Alpha then threw her phone at the other Alpha, ''Hold this.''
Himeko, whose 'food' had just run away, was visibly annoyed, ''What for?''
Fumiko began crawling toward the cowering Omega, licking her lips, ''Take a good video for us. It'll be an important observation for developing later iterations of this...''
''No way!'' Himeko snapped, ''Why should I be left out of this?! Give me—''
In an instant, an unprecedented tenseness crept up as Fumiko narrowed her eyes, ''Shh. Know your place.'' She said softly, putting away the remaining potion.
''Ugh...''
Even though Himeko was furious, she also understood how she had only been able to embrace Moeka because her Alpha allowed it. If nothing changed... it would remain this way for the foreseeable future. Even this new gadget, which she was quite excited about, was in Fumiko's full control.
Beginning with her meeting with Moeka and her inability to conquer the Omega, this was perhaps the most frustrating and humiliating experience of her life. Yet, if she wanted a share in this, she would have to do as the evil Fumiko said. So, tremblingly, Himeko picked up the phone and pointed the camera at the couple.
On the other hand, Moeka's total concentration was spent on Fumiko's monstrous penis. The closer it got, the more terrifying it felt.
'If this thing enters me...'
She could not entertain such a fantasy for a second without quivering, and whether that reaction came from fear or excitement... she could not tell. Her partner, however, was already dying for some action.
''It's even tougher to hold back with this thing, damn.'' Fumiko laughed dryly, her hands clumsily propping her new member up, ''Moeka, you know what to do, right?''
After days of sweat and tears in the lab, Fumiko had booked her Omega for the entire night to relieve herself, and she was determined to get the entire experience, from A to Z. Now, the ball was in Moeka's court.
The Omega gulped nervously, yet still sat up, shyly approaching the ugly thing. It would be a lie to say she did not have any interest in this kind of sex. At this point, having just done a threesome, anything was within the realm of possibility to her. Besides...
'It reeks of her pheromones...'
Moeka had unconsciously pressed her face close to the hardened member, even pressing her cheek against its bumpy surface. Her pale, delicate palms soon placed themselves on the shaft, feeling up its texture. Even though it was clearly made of magical energy, the warmth and sheer presence it radiated felt too real.
''...''
Moeka was hooked, even more than she realized.
Then, as if hypnotized by the Alpha's thick pheromones, she yearned forward, kissing the underside of the shaft. Her lips sensed a scorching heat, a pulsing vein, and an unmistakable desire of the other person. Following the road, Moeka kept kissing along the length until she reached the tip, each time letting out a sticky, lewd sucking noise.
Both Fumiko, who was receiving the service, and Himeko, who held the camera, were mesmerized by the scene. Moeka's voluptuous figure squeezed into a kneeling pose, with every inch of her damp skin exposed, and she was holding a penis so preciously, face flushed, panting. Not even a saint could resist such an offering.
Gradually, the mood was boiling up.
After finishing her kissing greeting, Moeka wet her tongue with some saliva before hesitantly running her tongue across Fumiko's shaft. However, due to its monstrous size, it was as if a cat were licking it, and Moeka felt like her tongue would dry out and be torn before she could even wet this thing properly. She could even sense the impatience from her Alpha. As a prideful girl, Moeka could not accept being this sloppy, even if what she was doing was a blowjob!
''...Tch.''
Letting out a not-so-lady-like noise, Moeka prepared to put the whole thing in her mouth, consequences be damned. However, Fumiko stopped the eager Omega, ''Wait, use your chest as well.''
''...Ah, okay.''
Fumiko got on her knees, allowing Moeka to sandwich the member between her breasts. Looking down, Moeka could see clearly the head popping out, the rest safely 'contained.' After being intimidated to death by it earlier, she could finally pat her chest and be proud of this achievement.
Nevertheless, the service was still ahead. Moeka pressed her two soft bags against one another, suffocating Fumiko's member in a heavenly softness. As the Omega slowly moved, she stirred a decent gulp of saliva in her mouth before pouring it onto the exposed tip.
''O-Oh.... damn...'' Fumiko flinched, pleasure surging as the liquid fell, ''Whoa, wait... ooh...'' Then arched her back as the explosive bliss fell when Moeka began sucking on her.
Moeka moved with sheer determination, strongly slamming her deformed chest up and down while desperately downing the shaft's turtle head. Thankfully, it only tasted like Fumiko's pheromones, no unpleasant flavors. The only problem...
'It's so big...'
Her jaw was already giving up trying to contain this beast, and she could not even conquer half of its length. A bit painfully, she continued the act since Fumiko was enjoying it, but tears were already flowing out of her eyes.
On the side, the camerawoman was unconsciously touching herself as she stared dazedly at the erotic scene. Himeko herself did not know she had such a thirsty side... until she unraveled the woman named Kisaragi Moeka.
'Damn it, senior... what the hell is that expression?! And that cheek bulge—so unfair...'
Frustrated, jealous, and angry, but Himeko had no choice but to keep recording the passionate paizuri and blowjob combo, enduring the sight of her crush serving another woman heartily, watching her suck it so vulgarly... until Fumiko finally lost it.
''I'm cumming...!'' The Alpha grunted, forcing Moeka's head down on her member and began ejaculating, filling the Omega's cavity to the brim with her viscous, piping hot semen.
''Mghmp...?!''
Moeka nearly lost consciousness.