Harem Army: Impregnation Mission on a Frontline Base Full of Women - Chapter 21 & 22 & 23 & 24

Chapter 21: Infantry Unit Training – First Day ② Lucky?! Perverted Trap

“You bastard…”

An anger-filled voice rang out just a few centimeters from Nagato’s ear.

“If you make one more… weird move… I’ll kill you…!”

It was the voice of Kawana Rin, Captain of the 1st Platoon of the Infantry Unit.

Her rank was Lieutenant. To a new Sergeant Major like Nagato, she wasn’t quite an unreachable superior, but she was still an officer he was required to obey absolutely. In the military, reprimands from a superior were to be accepted respectfully, usually while standing at attention and saluting.

However, just like this morning in the commander’s office, Nagato had once again completely forgotten his manners. On top of that, he was pressing his entire body against Kawana Rin’s alluring figure — the kind that could captivate even other women. Worse still, he had his face buried deep into her ample breasts, which were covered only by a thin white T-shirt.

Naturally, his lower body was fully engorged, straining so hard against his uniform pants that it looked ready to burst through the fabric. The tip was now lightly pressing against her most sensitive area through her camouflage pants.

“Khh… Hey…! Are you even listening…!”

“U… mmmuuuh…!”

Was he trying to make an excuse for being pressed against her? Or was he simply complaining about how her soft flesh was smothering his nose and mouth, making it hard to breathe? Either way, a groan escaped from deep in Nagato’s throat.

That hot breath blew directly onto Kawana’s breasts through the T-shirt. Unable to endure the ticklish stimulation, she instinctively tried to twist her body away.

But strong wires were tightly wrapped around their bodies, suspending them in mid-air. There was almost no room for movement. The only part that could move at all was her thick thighs, which were currently sandwiching Nagato’s rock-hard erection.

“Khh… There’s… a little space here…”

She put strength into both thighs and slid them back and forth. The metal wires creaked noisily.

“If I shake it like this… this thing should… gradually loosen…”

“Muu…! Ukuuuu…!”

Another moan leaked from Nagato’s throat.

W-wait…! Don’t move like that…! I’m already… at my limit…!

“Khh… Shit… Uhh…!”

After sliding them several times, her thighs began trembling violently and stopped moving. Perhaps the awkward position and forced movements were too much. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her breathing had grown rough.

“Hey… Sergeant Major! What the hell are you thinking… at a time like this…! Pull back that stupid thing right now…!”

“Bumuu…!”

Th-that’s impossible…! After you’ve been doing this to me… This soft sensation… And this scent… It’s sweet… and smells so good… This is way too erotic…!

Still, Nagato desperately tried to push those thoughts out of his head. To do so, he attempted to recall all the pathetic failures and irreversible mistakes he had made in the past. Of course, these weren’t memories he wanted to revisit under normal circumstances — he was only using them as a cooling system for his overheated lower body.

But that attempt was immediately interrupted by Lieutenant Kawana, the very person who should have wanted him to calm down.

“Are you listening…! Hey…!”

As she spoke, she tightly squeezed her thighs around his hard shaft.

“Uguuu…!”

Instantly, all the memories slipped from Nagato’s mind, replaced by waves of pleasure and excitement. His member swelled even larger, growing another size in hardness.

Unable to contain her anger, Kawana continued scolding him by vigorously rubbing her thighs back and forth.

N-no… No way…! If you keep doing that… I’m really going to…

The fabric of her T-shirt was now damp with moisture. It wasn’t just from Nagato’s hot breath. The unnatural position and the thigh exercise had raised her body temperature, causing their pressed skin to grow sweaty.

“Th-this thing…”

Kawana’s thighs trembled again and stopped moving.

“Already… uhh…”

She had been trying to achieve two goals with the movement of her thighs: loosening the wire restraints, and reprimanding Nagato. In the end, she achieved neither. On the contrary, the motion was beginning to trigger unwanted reactions in her own body.

What is this feeling…? My stomach is… getting strangely hot… Damn it…! What the hell am I doing…? If the unit commander sees me like this…

She hesitated, wondering whether to resume moving her thighs. Since nothing else could move, continuing the attempt was the only way to escape this situation. But instinctively, she held back. Somewhere in her mind, she might have been afraid that the changes in her body would become even more obvious.

Meanwhile, Nagato was sensing the changes in Kawana’s body from another point of contact — her breasts, which were pressed against his face. Within the soft, jiggling flesh, he had detected a small, hardened bump.

What is this…?

Nagato’s nose was instinctively drawn toward it, as if that little bump were the activation switch to escape the situation.

“Ah… H-hey…!”

Kawana’s whole body jolted with a frightened twitch.

“St… stop… ah…! Not… there… You… you bastard…!”

Eh… No way… Is this really…

The small, bean-sized bump that had been pushing up the T-shirt fabric. As Nagato’s nose passed over it, the little nub tightened even more. Then his lips followed and took it into his mouth.

“Kuhah… Nn…!”

The thighs clamping Nagato’s member suddenly squeezed with full strength. The thick, meaty pressure pushed him right to the edge of bursting.

Ah… No…! If you squeeze that hard… I can’t… I’m… already…!

Chapter 22: Infantry Unit Training – First Day ③ How to Release the Perverted Trap

“Gehahaha…! Look, look, Suzu…!”

A blue-haired girl appeared at the entrance of the warehouse where they were suspended.

She was wearing her usual sleeveless denim overalls. However, her hair and breathing were extremely disheveled.

“That hysterical bitch and the guy with the raging hard-on… they’re already doing something super erotic…! If I knew this was gonna happen… Damn it…! I should’ve prepared the camera…!”

“Don’t stop, Ran…!”

Running at full speed down the asphalt path in front of the warehouse was a green-haired girl who looked identical to the first one.

“You’ll get caught by that closet pervert…!”

“Wait…! You two…!”

A boyish woman with a very short berry-cut hairstyle, wearing camouflage military uniform, came running a few meters behind the green-haired girl. A heavy scoped rifle hung from her shoulder.

“W-who are you calling… a closet pervert…!”

“Ran…!”

The green-haired Suzu grabbed the collar of her twin’s overalls and dragged her out of the warehouse.

“Tch… I was just getting to the good part…”

“This isn’t the time for that…!”

The twins ran side by side down the path in front of the warehouse with cat-like agility.

“That hysterical woman was getting her tits sucked by that hard cock… they were about to merge together…!”

“No way…! Wait, you idiot…! This isn’t the time to be saying that…”

While running, the green-haired Suzu suddenly sensed something and quickly looked back. In her eyes, she saw Sergeant Narumi kneeling on the ground in front of the warehouse, trying to aim her rifle.

“Shit…! Turn, turn…!”

The area directly opposite the warehouse (with the base behind it) was a wide stretch of former military port ruins. The two girls dove into a narrow alleyway less than a meter wide among the ruins.

A split second later, a gunshot rang out.

“Uwoh…! She actually shot at us…!”

“Close one… close one… This way, Suzu…!”

The two disappeared into the narrow alley like stray cats.

“Damn it…”

Sergeant Narumi remained in her kneeling, level-fire stance. She lifted her head and took her eye away from the rifle scope. The twins had already vanished from her sight, but she muttered curses at them under her breath.

Just wait… Next time you say something stupid, you’ll see what happens…

“Narumi…!”

A sharp voice echoed from inside the warehouse. She quickly put the rifle’s safety back on and stood up.

“Hurry…! Ugh… Do something about this brat…! He’s taking advantage of the fact that I can’t move… H-hey…! Ah…! He’s doing weird shit…!”

What jumped into the Sergeant’s eyes was the exact scene the blue-haired Ran had been watching moments earlier.

A wide space large enough to easily fit two basketball courts. Gun racks and large shelves nearly two stories high were lined up inside. The shelves were packed with supplies covered in dust cloths. Deeper inside sat a large metal container over two meters on each side.

The area near the warehouse entrance was relatively open. About three meters above the floor, a short distance inside, Lieutenant Kawana Rin and Sergeant Major Nagato were hanging, tightly bound together by metal wire. The wire seemed to be fixed to the exposed steel beams on the ceiling. It was unclear exactly how the restraint had been set up just from looking.

However, what captured Sergeant Narumi’s attention wasn’t the method of restraint itself. She was mesmerized by the situation the two were trapped in, her cheeks flushing red.

Extremely thin wires (less than 1mm in diameter) were wrapped tightly around both bodies, binding them together with almost no gap. Under Kawana’s disheveled uniform, her white T-shirt had ridden up to her chest. Nagato’s face was buried deep into one of her ample, thinly-covered breasts resting on her smooth, artistic-looking white abdomen.

But that wasn’t what the Sergeant focused on. Her gaze was glued to the area between the Lieutenant’s camouflage pants. Something like a large bulge from Nagato’s lower body appeared to be deeply wedged between her thighs. Narumi’s throat made an audible gulp.

“Hey… oi…! Narumi…! Sergeant…!”

The call snapped her back to reality.

“What are you spacing out for…! Hurry… Khh… Hurry up and do something about him…!”

“S-sorry, Lieutenant…!”

However, she couldn’t figure out what exactly she should do first. To lower them, she first needed to cut the wire connected to the steel beam. But it was far too high to reach by hand. Climbing the beam without tools was difficult, and there was no ladder in sight.

“I’ll go find a ladder…!”

“Wait…! Wait…!”

Kawana Rin stopped Narumi as she was about to run off.

“Forget that… Just shoot it down…!”

“Sh-shoot… you mean…”

Her gaze wandered and then stopped on the rifle slung over her own shoulder. Realizing what her superior meant, she frantically waved her hands.

“N-no, Lieutenant…! Not inside the base… And shooting at friendly forces is…”

“What the hell are you saying…!”

Kawana shouted in irritation.

“You just shot at those twins a few minutes ago, didn’t you…!”

Narumi’s face instantly went pale.

“I-I’m very sorry…!”

She snapped into a salute.

“That was… because those two caused this mess… then ran away… and on top of that… said such outrageous things… so I just…”

“You idiot…! Ah… Nn…!”

It seemed Nagato, struggling to breathe, had sucked hard on the sweet hardened nub of her breast in an attempt to draw in air. It had already swollen moistly from his saliva and hot breath, like a steamed bun in a steamer.

“Are you alright… Lieutenant…!”

The Sergeant panicked at the unusual tone in her superior’s voice.

“Are you injured somewhere…?”

“I’m not…!”

Kawana’s voice was clearly higher-pitched than usual.

“I’m not injured… Nn…! So just… hurry…! Do it…!”

Seeing Narumi still hesitating, Kawana pleaded in an almost screaming voice, “Hurry…!” Finally, the Sergeant made up her mind.

Let’s do it… I have no choice… This is an order…

She dropped to her right knee on the floor, raised her left knee, rested her left elbow on it, and shouldered the rifle. She secured the stock against her slightly bent neck, closed one eye, and peered through the scope.

The length of the wire from the steel beam to the two of them was roughly five meters. She aimed roughly at the middle. Too close to the two and a missed shot would be dangerous. Too close to the beam and there was a risk of ricochet. With her grip firm, she disengaged the safety with her thumb and placed her index finger on the trigger, making fine adjustments.

“H-here I go…!”

Inside the wire, Nagato and Kawana Rin tensed up as they understood the meaning of those words. The tension spread to Sergeant Narumi, and the air inside the warehouse grew taut.

The muscles around the eye looking through the scope were twitching as if in a tug-of-war. To suppress the almost convulsing tension, she held her breath. Eventually, her finger on the trigger began to squeeze millimeter by millimeter.

“Stop…!”

A heavy, weighty voice like a paperweight froze Sergeant Narumi’s index finger. Not just her finger — every muscle in her body suddenly stopped moving as if petrified.

However, her mind remained painfully clear, fully aware of her surroundings. She sensed an enormous, supple mass of flesh — like an ancient carnivorous beast — rushing past behind her at incredible speed.

Chapter 23: Infantry Unit Training – First Day ④ The Unit Commander’s Artificial Respiration

The next instant, two sharp explosive sounds — Bang! Bang! — rang out in quick succession inside the wide warehouse. The first seemed to come from the floor, the second from the wall right beside it.

Before she could confirm what had happened, a massive, bear-like black shadow leaped up right in front of her.

Kiiiin！！！

She couldn’t tell which came first — the extremely grating metallic sound or the flash of silver light that extended from the black shadow. The giant figure moved with such ferocious speed.

Narumi realized that this giant shadow was Infantry Unit Commander Hihino Chiharu only after the Commander’s black boots slammed onto the floor. By then, the knife that had been in the Commander’s hand was already sheathed at her waist.

“Sergeant…!”

The Unit Commander closed the distance in one stride and grabbed the barrel of the rifle Narumi was holding. She forcefully pushed the muzzle upward, and at the same time, delivered a powerful palm strike to the side of Narumi’s face.

“Ah…!”

Narumi’s body flew through the air like a dead leaf caught in a gust of wind and slammed into a concrete wall several meters away. A thick red stream of blood dripped from one of her nostrils as she collapsed.

“What the hell were you thinking…!”

The Commander picked up the rifle that had fallen from Narumi’s hands, smoothly engaged the safety, and placed it on a nearby gun rack.

“Firing a weapon inside the base without permission…”

“I-I’m sorry…! Commander…!”

Lieutenant Kawana desperately raised her voice. She and Nagato were already on the floor. However, the wire was still tightly wrapped around both of them, binding them together like a pair of inchworm lovers. On top of that, Kawana was positioned on top of Nagato, pressing him down. The weight of her breasts — now swollen to nearly twice their normal size due to gravity — had pushed Nagato to the brink of suffocation. Yet Kawana had no room to worry about him right now.

“It was me who ordered her to shoot…!”

“What…? Is that so…”

The tension in Unit Commander Hihino Chiharu’s voice eased slightly, as if a frayed thread had come undone.

“But… why?”

“Those… twin’s trap put me and Sergeant Major Nagato in a… rather dangerous situation…”

“A trap… I see…”

As she spoke, she drew her knife from its sheath again. The blade was thick like a machete and curved at a strange angle.

“Sorry… I forgot…”

She walked over to the Lieutenant, knelt down, and skillfully slipped the tip of the knife into the gap between Kawana’s body and the wire. The scraping metal made an unpleasant screeching sound, as if protesting. But the moment the Commander slightly twisted her wrist, the wire went limp like an octopus thrown onto land.

“Can you get out…?”

“Y-yes… Khh…”

Kawana planted both hands on the floor, lifted the wire with her back, and crawled out from the gap.

“I’m ashamed, Commander…”

As she saluted, her white T-shirt was completely soaked around the chest area, making the shape and color of her nipples clearly visible through the fabric. However, Hihino Chiharu didn’t even glance at her and instead checked on Nagato’s condition.

“He’s not breathing…”

“Eh…?”

Kawana Rin was shocked. Until just moments ago, Nagato’s rock-hard erection had been pressed firmly between her thighs. She found it hard to believe that belonged to someone who had stopped breathing.

“Um… what should we…”

The bewildered Lieutenant tried to ask what she should do to resuscitate the officer candidate. But by then, the Unit Commander had already removed her military jacket, rolled it up, and placed it under Nagato’s head as a pillow. With swift movements, she placed one palm on his forehead and the other under his chin, then covered his mouth with her soft lips and breathed into him.

Under normal circumstances, there should have been no room for any meaning beyond life-saving measures in this act. Yet for some reason, Kawana sensed a completely different, subtle atmosphere in the scene.

It might have been because of Hihino Chiharu’s heavy breasts swaying inside her white T-shirt in time with her breathing. Or perhaps it was her long, thick, wet-looking eyelashes framing her slightly closed eyelids. Or maybe it was the sticky string of saliva that stretched between their lips every time she drew breath.

Whatever the reason, the sight caused a certain heat to rise inside Kawana — possibly even stronger than when she had been pressed tightly against Nagato earlier.

Th-this is wrong… What’s wrong with me…? Thinking something like this at a time like this…

She shook her head to drive the thoughts away.

“I’ll go check on Narumi…”

While still pressing her soft lips against Nagato’s mouth, the Unit Commander glanced at her subordinate with upturned eyes. To Kawana, those black eyes looked deeply moist, like a spring in the middle of a forest. At the very least, she confirmed there was no disapproval in them.

Having received her superior’s approval, Lieutenant Kawana hurried over to the Sergeant who had collapsed against the wall. Narumi had fallen with her right shoulder down, and droplets of blood from her nose were scattered on the floor.

If she hit her head… it’s better not to move her carelessly…

“Narumi…! Sergeant Narumi…!”

After calling her name several times, Narumi’s eyelids fluttered. A moment later, her heavy eyelids slowly opened.

“U… Lieutenant…”

“Narumi…”

Kawana’s expression softened slightly.

“Can you move…?”

“Y-yes… Uhh…”

As she tried to sit up with the Lieutenant’s support, Narumi’s face twisted in pain.

“Are you okay…?”

“Yes… My back just hurts a little…”

“Don’t push yourself…”

Kawana helped lean her subordinate’s back against the wall.

“Here, hold this against your nose…”

She took out a handkerchief from the pocket of her camouflage pants — a feminine light blue one with a floral pattern. As she firmly pressed it against the hesitant Sergeant’s face, a coughing sound came from behind them. It seemed Nagato had started breathing again.

“How is he…? That guy… I mean… Sergeant Major Nagato…?”

After instructing Narumi to rest against the wall, Kawana returned to the Unit Commander.

“Yeah… He should be fine now…”

Hihino Chiharu answered while adjusting Nagato’s knees into a more comfortable position as he lay on the floor. Even though he still looked dazed, the crotch of his uniform pants remained abnormally swollen. However, the Unit Commander made no comment about it.

“His consciousness still isn’t fully clear yet…”

Just moments ago, Kawana had been so tormented by that very part of him that she felt like clicking her tongue at Nagato. But she quietly suppressed that emotion.

“Sergeant Narumi also appears to be alright…”

“I see…”

The Unit Commander glanced briefly toward the wall where Narumi was leaning, then returned her gaze to Nagato.

“So… what exactly happened here…?”

Chapter 24: Infantry Unit Training – First Day ⑤ The Female Soldiers Stir with Excitement

After receiving the official notice from Commander Asagiri regarding the two-week training in the Infantry Unit, the women left the headquarters, taking Nagato with them.

“I’m going to stop by the Intelligence Unit for a bit…”

Unit Commander Hihino said this to her subordinates as they were about to head toward the Infantry Unit barracks. It was still before the sun had fully risen.

“Lieutenant and Sergeant, take Nagato with you and explain his Sergeant Major training to the platoon. I’ll send notice to the other platoons later…”

She gave a few detailed instructions regarding the procurement of Nagato’s equipment, then left the three saluting soldiers behind and disappeared into the building adjacent to headquarters.

“Good grief…”

After the Unit Commander was out of sight, Lieutenant Kawana glanced at Nagato and muttered.

“If we suddenly bring this guy in front of those girls… I can’t even imagine what’ll happen. It’d be one thing if the Commander were there, but…”

“Indeed…”

Narumi’s cheeks faintly reddened as she replied. Whatever she pictured in her head seemed to raise her body temperature.

“Um…”

Nagato hesitantly spoke to the Lieutenant.

“What exactly do you mean by…”

But she turned her back on his question and started walking toward the barracks.

“Well… whatever happens, happens.”

“It’ll be fine,” Sergeant Narumi said with a gentle smile toward Nagato.

“Everyone is well-trained and excellent soldiers. At the very least, they wouldn’t suddenly act disrespectfully toward Sergeant Major Nagato, who is their superior…”

Nagato felt slightly relieved by the kind smile of the woman who was about the same height as him. The failure in the Commander’s office was still weighing on him.

“Um… Narumi-san… Sergeant Narumi…”

As he spoke, he took another look at the woman in front of him. Her boyish black berry-short haircut gave her a youthful, almost girlish impression. However, she was probably more than ten years older than him. Like the other two officers, she wore camouflage uniform and black leather boots, but her movements carried a mature, womanly softness.

“Have you… been here for a long time?”

“Eh… y-yes. That’s right…”

She seemed completely unprepared for Nagato’s question. Her cheeks blushed in a different way than when she had reacted to the Lieutenant’s earlier words.

“I’ve been here for… almost two years now.”

“I see…”

As if influenced by her, Nagato’s own cheeks reddened.

“Um… This is probably my first time on the front lines, so I might make all kinds of mistakes and cause trouble…”

“I-it’s okay!”

Nagato’s surprisingly polite manner made her feel embarrassed instead.

“You don’t have to be so nervous, Sergeant Major. It’s still only the first day of training. It’s natural to not know anything yet. Besides, everyone is really looking forward to your arrival… including me…”

She suddenly stopped mid-sentence. The blush on her cheeks spread all the way to her ears. Noticing this, Nagato quickly averted his eyes from her face.

“Hey…! Sergeant…!”

Both of them turned toward the voice at the same time.

“Hurry up…! If you keep standing there, the sun’s gonna set…!”

However, it might have been better for Lieutenant Kawana if the sun had actually set. At least then she could have gotten through this otherwise pleasant day without her mood being completely ruined.

The moment she dragged Nagato in front of the roughly 50 female soldiers gathered in the meeting room of the Infantry Unit barracks, black smoke began rising from above her well-shaped head, which was framed by brown short bob hair.

Just as Narumi had said, none of the core members of the 1st Platoon lost their composure in front of Nagato. At least, none of them jumped up or cheered loudly. However, their eyes were unmistakably sparkling with excitement.

The Lieutenant stood in front of the women, who were seated at long tables arranged in about 10 rows of three, and explained Nagato’s training schedule within the platoon.

During her explanation, the female soldiers kept whispering to each other and letting out suppressed giggles. Even when Sergeant Narumi tried to caution them with gestures, they couldn’t contain their excitement. The gray walls and ceiling of the meeting room seemed on the verge of being dyed pink by the thick fog of desire they were emitting. That pink fog was exactly what triggered the black smoke pouring out of Kawana Rin.

“Knock it off already…”

She tried to hammer a nail into the women’s heads — quietly but powerfully.

“Getting all hot and bothered over one measly kid… You lot… Are you really members of the 1st Platoon—”

“Commander…!”

A lively-looking female soldier in the front row raised her hand. She appeared to be in her early twenties. Like Lieutenant Kawana, she wore a white T-shirt under her camouflage uniform.

“What is it… Private First Class Mita…”

The nail she was trying to drive in had been broken. The volume of black smoke rising from her visibly increased. However, the Private seemed completely unconcerned.

“Sergeant Major Nagato is going to the warehouse to pick up his equipment soon, right? I’ll show him the way…!”

“No, Commander…!”

This time a soldier at a table in the back raised her hand.

“We’re in charge of equipment management this week… We should take the Sergeant Major…”

Soon, voices started popping up from all over: “That doesn’t matter…!” “No fair…! I want to…!” “No, I’ll do it…!”

The commotion gradually heated up, completely leaving behind Nagato and the platoon leader, Kawana Rin.

Sergeant Narumi said they were all excellent soldiers, but… interrupting a superior mid-explanation and making a huge racket… These people are a total mess…

Half-dazed, Nagato looked toward Lieutenant Kawana, the person in command here.

The Lieutenant finally exploded right after Nagato noticed the black smoke — now almost like soot — pouring out of her.

CRACK！！！

The knife pulled from her waist sheath slammed into the long table in the front row. The nearly 20-centimeter silver-white blade sank deep into the table, all the way to the hilt, causing the metal pipe supporting the tabletop to vibrate violently for a long time.

“You bitches better not be looking down on me…”

The female soldiers froze on the spot. It was as if the previous uproar had never happened.

“Squealing like monkeys… What do you think this place is…! Oi… Narumi…!”

“Y-yes…!”

The Sergeant, who had been standing a short distance away beside Nagato, reflexively saluted.

“I’m taking this guy — Sergeant Major Nagato — to our warehouse now. You explain the training schedule and this afternoon’s shooting practice to these idiots again…”

“Yes ma’am…! Understood…!”

She pulled the knife out of the table. Then, while glaring at the dissatisfied faces of her platoon members, she sheathed the shining blade with a threatening motion.

“Let’s go… Sergeant Major…!”

“Y-yes…!”

Nagato followed after Lieutenant Kawana, who left the room without looking back. Roughly 60 pairs of eyes tracked his every move.

Just as he was about to leave silently like the Lieutenant, Nagato suddenly turned around and gave the women a proper salute. Instantly, sighs and whispers leaked out, and the meeting room was once again flooded with pink fog.

As if trying to seal that fog inside, Nagato quietly closed the meeting room door.