You charge to save and free the princess.
The moment the light around you disappears, you know something is wrong.
One second you were a normal guy crossing the road. The next, truck-kun hit you.
You look down: a glowing stone platform.
You look to the left: a long winding stone path.
Right between your legs is a smooth glowing crystal that's attached to a thick veiny rod.
Holographic words float above the crystal: UR Newbie Magic Rod.
It is warm.
It is throbbing.
The wind blows and a breeze brushes against it. The rod hums in pleasure embarrassingly.
“What the fu—”
“Newbie! Stop gawking and start charging your gear!” a sharp voice shouts from further up the path.
You whip your head around. A girl with a fierce short bob and sharp eyes is staring at you. Just like you, she's perched on a tower platform labelled “Chaewon — SSR Support”, already rubbing her SSR Glowing Mana Pearl in smooth, experienced circles. Her fingers move rapidly over the shiny orb between her legs, cheeks flushed, and every few cycles makes the tower flash.
Next to her, Yuna’s eyes are focused on the start of the path, her hands enthusiastically kneading and squeezing her UR Legendary Rank Squishy Orb behind her back. The plump, high-grade orb jiggles softly under her palms as she massages it, her cheeks turning rosy as she moans, “Hurry up! My UR squishy orb needs more friction or we’re done!”
You stare back down at your own thick, veined magic rod. It feels way too sensitive. “This… this is how tower defense works here?”
“Yes!” several voices shriek at once.
From farther up the path, Yunjin and Rei are already on their knees, taking turns sucking and licking the thick SR Trigger Rod protruding from their own shared platform. Wet, sloppy sounds echo across the plains as they work it with their reluctant yet eager mouths.
Kazuha lies gracefully nearby, doing flutter kicks with her two SSR Long Channels, the glowing lines alongside her long legs with shining with elegant precision. Beside her, Yujin is rubbing her SR Armour Plate that's wrapped around her thighs vigorously, the thick glowing mana lines glowing with every enthusiastic stroke.
Closest to you are Karina and Eunbi, both focused on each of their UR Twin Teardrop Orbs that are nestled right above their chests. Both girls cup and fondle the soft prominent orbs with their hands, moaning softly as they squeeze and refine the mana within.
The boss's warning siren blares loudly, signifying its emergence. With no other better options, you hesitantly wrap your fingers around your magic rod, giving it one experimental stroke.
A bolt of pure pleasure shoots up your spine.
“Oh fuck—”
“That’s it!” Chaewon encourages, rubbing her SSR Mana Pearl faster. “Faster on the stroke, newbie. Build up that energy!”
All around you, the girls work their high-ranked equipment with varying degrees of enthusiasm, embarrassment and pleasure. Every rub sends visible and audible waves of glowing energy that charges and sparkles through the air.
The boss finally appears at the entrance.
It’s a gigantic, bloated Toxic Fan balloon, its entire rubbery surface plastered with glowing hateful comments in angry red and black text:
“Overrated visual”
“Flopped comeback”
“Auto-tuned trash”
“Plastic surgery monster”
“Solo stan only”
“Die idol die”
The Toxic Fan Balloon floats slowly down the path, heading straight toward the end where the Ultimate Prize, UUR Jang Wonyoung, awaits.
She's bound delicately on all fours behind a shimmering seal, wrists and ankles tied with glowing ribbons, white-and-pink princess dress slightly disheveled. She looks up with wide, expectant eyes.
“Please protect me, everyone…” she calls out softly.
The rubbing intensifies.
Chaewon is the first to fully charge her energy. Her fingers fly over her SSR Glowing Mana Pearl rapidly as she cries out, “My pearl is coming—SSR OVERCHARGE!!!” Thick jets of sparkling fluids shoot out from the pearl, splattering the Toxic Fan balloon and dissolving several hate comments on impact.
Yuna follows right after, squeezing her UR Legendary Rank Squishy Orb until she quivers violently. “My legendary orb—nngh—releasing—JET WAVE!” A heavy, powerful stream explodes from her, spraying the balloon and popping holes across its surface.
Yunjin and Rei suck harder on the SR Trigger Rod, moaning wetly around it until they both shudder. They pull back together as the rod reaches its peak intensity. “ULTIMATE ENERGY SHOT!” They scream in unison, the rod unleashing twin arcs of pearly liquid that melts away hate lines like “Talentless” and “Flop”.
Kazuha’s elegant kicks with her SSR Long Channels turns frantic. “Take my… SCISSOR FLOW!” she lets out a soft cry as graceful jets of energy spray out, dissolving away more of the balloon’s hateful coating.
Yujin rubs her SR Armour Plates with wild enthusiasm. “SR Juice Reservoirs fully loaded—FIRING!” Her thick burst slams into the boss, weakening its rubbery body.
Near the end, Karina and Eunbi rub their UR Twin Teardrop Orbs desperately.
“Take our—ORB ASSAULT!!” They scream.
Karina arches with a high moan as her orbs peak, sending precise streams into the balloon. Eunbi follows with a deeper groan, kneading furiously until she releases heavy, powerful spurts that leave the Toxic Fan balloon wobbling and half-deflated.
However, the balloon keeps floating closer, now leaking black smoke, fresh hateful comments bubbling up aggressively: “She belongs to real fans only!”
Your heart starts pounding in panic. No matter how fast you stroke your UR Newbie Magic Rod, it doesn’t feel like you’re charging fast enough. The balloon is already halfway down the path, and your output looks pathetic compared to the others. The pressure builds in your chest — you’re going to fail. Wonyoung is going to get devoured by that disgusting toxic balloon because your stupid rod won’t charge properly.
“Shit—it’s not enough!” you hiss, rubbing desperately. “Why isn’t it working faster?!”
Chaewon’s head snaps toward you. Without hesitation, she leaps off her platform and surges over to yours in a burst of sparkles. She drops down right beside you, eyes sharp and determined.
“Move your hand a little—like this!” she orders.
Before you can protest, she spits directly onto your throbbing magic rod, a thick glob of saliva landing right on the glowing crystal and dripping down the veined shaft. “This helps to reduce friction. Trust me, it works every time.”
She doesn’t wait. Chaewon wraps her smaller hand around yours, joining your strokes. Her grip is firm and experienced as she guides you, rubbing faster and harder along the entire length. Her other hand runs smoothly over the rod and the sensitive crystal, twisting skillfully at the head with every upward stroke.
“I know how to make it faster,” she says breathlessly, cheeks flushed as she works your rod with you. “Twist on the upstroke—yes, just like that. Come on, newbie, pump it harder!”
The combined stimulation is overwhelming. Pleasure surges through you in hot waves, far stronger than when you were doing it alone. Your hips jerk involuntarily as Chaewon’s hand moves in perfect rhythm with yours, spitting on it again for good measure when the glide starts to slow.
The Toxic Fan balloon is dangerously close now, only a few meters away from Wonyoung. The hateful comments scream louder: “She’s mine!” “Real fans only!”
Wonyoung looks up at you from her bound position on all fours, eyes wide and pleading.
You can’t hold it anymore.
With a deep, desperate groan, your whole body tenses. “Fuck—I’m—!”
The release hits like an explosion.
Thick, powerful ropes of glowing fluid erupt from your magic rod in heavy, continuous spurts, arcing through the air and slamming into the Toxic Fan balloon like a firehose. The hateful comments dissolve instantly. The bloated balloon lets out one final distorted screech: “She’s mineeee—!”, before it pops violently, showering the entire path in black confetti and limp rubber scraps.
The pink seal around Wonyoung shatters in a burst of sparkles. The glowing ribbons dissolve.
She gasps, finally free. “You did it! All of you were so amazing— especially you at the back!” Her eyes sparkle as she tries to stand. “I’ve never seen such a powerful UR Finishing Load before! Let me thank you prop—”
Her foot lands in a large, slippery puddle of mixed SSR, SR, and UR fluids.
“—kyaaaaaaa!”
Time seems to slow. Her legs fly up, arms windmilling dramatically as she launches forward in the most ungraceful fall imaginable and collides straight into your chest with a thump.
The last thing you register is the scent of flowers and the feeling of something very soft pressing against you before the world goes black.
You wake up with a jolt, staring at your bedroom ceiling, heart still racing and face burning.
Your right hand is suspiciously warm.
“…What the actual fuck was that game?”
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