I Went About My Life Normally Without Noticing It Was a World With Few Men, and Things Went Terribly Wrong - 10

Chapter 10: Echoing Moans

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And of course, things were not that simple. Gradually, Yuka’s breathing grew rougher as she went into heat. That said, this time she herself was desperately holding back, and honestly, it was more my fault. After all, I wasn’t particularly worried about getting arrested, and here I was having raw sex with her while being watched over by two unfamiliar women.

As the ambulance drove, the vehicle’s movement caused small thrusting and grinding motions to be added whether we liked it or not, and no matter what, my cock started getting pleasured. Its swollen bulk pressed mercilessly against the inside of Yuka’s vagina.

Trying to distract myself didn’t work, since this was an emergency transport and I couldn’t see the scenery outside. In the cramped interior, my eyes inevitably fell on the women riding with us. 

On the trainee’s uniform, slightly above the left chest pocket, there was embroidery that looked like a surname: “Fukakusa.” She wasn’t on Yuka’s level, but this girl had a fairly large chest too. She seemed unable to decide what to do with the blanket she had been clutching the whole time. 

Ah, our eyes met.

“Ah… Um, sh-should I put this over you?”

“N-no, we’re fine. Thank you.”

Doing it hidden under a blanket would probably make it even more erotic. Yuka’s self-control would likely snap. And even now, Fukakusa-san was watching our every move with her face bright red. Her imagination would probably kick into high gear too.

Oh crap, this is bad. Seeing even Fukakusa-san start panting is making me feel like I’m about to cum…

Yuka sensed it instinctively and tensed her legs. Inside, her vagina squirmed and tightened, trying to coax ejaculation out of me. The Semen Sensing Reflex was an instinct meant to keep a man from escaping and to prevent semen from leaking out. Muscle stiffening and the vaginal clench were part of that.

In other words, hip thrusting wasn’t included. The reason Yuka had been doing that so many times today was due to her heat-driven libido. It wasn’t because of an unavoidable reflex. Right now, she was desperately resisting that desire, doing her best not to move her hips.

“No, you can’t cum! If you make me cum inside, I’ll climax too!”

Just like every time we’d had sex before, this lewd girl always climaxed in response when I ejaculated. Apparently, she still had enough shame not to want others to see that indecent face of hers. Yuka clung to me and endured with all her strength, while I too endured mindlessly as her vagina writhed, begging for my semen. I honestly doubted I could last more than a few more minutes. 

At Yuka’s words, tension ran through the ambulance. Everyone now knew I was about to climax… Then, at last, it seemed we arrived at the long-awaited hospital. The ambulance stopped, and the doors opened. I could no longer even stand, so I was wheeled out on the stretcher. The jolt as the stretcher hit the concrete parking lot drove my cock deep inside her. My ejaculation was now only seconds away.

“He’s about to ejaculate! This will be his seventh ejaculation today!”

“What!? That could be life-threatening!”

Fukakusa-san explained to the hospital staff in a tearful voice. When the ambulance was called, it had already been reported that I’d done it six times and apparently that information had been shared among the hospital staff too.

“I-I’m fine! Just… Please don’t shake me…”

Being treated like someone at death’s door, I tried to clear up the misunderstanding, but no one listened. The team leader pushed the stretcher from behind while Fukakusa-san ran alongside us. 

Where are we even going!?

“Don’t… Don’t cum… If you cum deep inside, I…”

From my left ear came Yuka’s clinging voice. Up until now she’d been begging me to cum. Being told not to make it unbearable.

“Just a little more! Hang in there…!”

On my right, Fukakusa-san leaned in close, peering at my face. Her breath brushed against me, close enough that we might kiss. She took my right hand as if to encourage me and pressed it against her own chest. …The feel of her hand and her breasts was the final push. With my left hand stroking Yuka’s black hair, I intertwined my fingers with Fukakusa-san’s on the right. 

Locking eyes with the owner of that devoted grip, I spoke the final words.

“I—I’m cumming…”

“Nooooooooo!!”

The two voices overlapped from both sides. As tears spilled from Fukakusa-san’s wide eyes, I thrust my hips upward and poured everything I had deep into Yuka’s vaginal depths. Cumming inside another woman’s vagina while being stared at like this… I felt like my semen was thicker and more copious than ever before.

“No… That can’t be…”

Fukakusa-san lamented. The tear that fell into my mouth tasted sinful. There was no time to dwell on sentiment. The professional team leader never panicked or gave up, continuing to run, and the stretcher burst into a wide corridor. A group of female students—maybe medical trainees—came into view, along with scattered pedestrians. I, still ejaculating, was rushed straight through the center like some obscene spectacle. And finally, Yuka—who had been trembling, murmuring nonsense as she received my semen. It seemed she, too, had reached her limit.

“A-ah… I-I’m cumming… I’m cuuuumming!!”

Among the medical staff who whipped around in shock, Yuka arched her back and screamed, exposing an ahegao as her voice thundered through the hospital night. People stuck their heads out of every room lining the corridor as Yuka, convulsing like a broken toy while climaxing, was carried away by professional hands.

The sight of trainee Fukakusa-san standing there with her mouth agape slowly receded and vanished around the corner.

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By the time we were transferred onto a bed in the treatment room, Fukakusa-san finally came rushing in after us. I waved my hand to show I was perfectly fine. Still, she’d probably get scolded later. She had stopped moving at the end. Hopefully she only needed to give a written apology.

I’d better keep quiet about the fact that I came because of her. If it came out that she did that while believing ejaculation could kill me, it could lead to a much harsher punishment. Yuka, who had exposed her ahegao to dozens of people, was far past blushing or crying. Her soul had completely left her body, understandably so. No matter who spoke to her, she didn’t respond, so I listened to the hospital’s explanation on her behalf.

What they planned to do was administer lower-body anesthesia to release the stiffness in Yuka’s legs. It seemed excessive at first, but remembering that the stiffness hadn’t even eased while she slept last night, it made sense.

The anesthesia was injected into her back. I called out to her, but there was no response so I slipped her one-piece dress off. Yuka was left wearing only her bra. Her lower body was bare, since she was still connected to me. Everyone present was female, so it wasn’t an issue. Even so, the women let out admiring sounds when they saw Yuka’s massive breasts bounce free. Even medical professionals used to naked bodies were stunned by her over-100-centimeter “demonic breasts.”

Supported by two people, the procedure was carried out. They said she should be able to separate in about five minutes.

“Ah… It’s over… I can’t get married anymore…”

“It’s fine. You’re going to marry me, aren’t you?”

Yuka finally regained consciousness and weakly clung to me. Only her lower body had been affected, so her mind was clear. I needed to calm her down.

“Is… Someone like me really okay?”

“Of course. I mean, I was seen too.”

“That’s true… How are you so strong-hearted?”

If I reversed the genders and imagined myself as a woman being raped and forced to climax in front of a crowd of men, I understood how that would be lifelong humiliation. Personally, I didn’t really mind. In fact, I’d found it exciting, but saying that wouldn’t help.

“It’s because I’m with you, Yuka.”

“…!!”

“You loved me, and I poured my love into you. That’s all. Being seen doesn’t matter. You love me.”

“Hikari-san… You’re right. I don’t hate you because of this either. That’s what it means, isn’t it?”

Yeah. It probably sounded vague because I hid my true feelings, but as long as Yuka recovered, that was enough. Seeing something embarrassing or indecent wasn’t a reason to hate someone. That much got through.

“Ahem. Excuse me, how is the numbness now?”

“Ah, yes! I can’t feel anything anymore.”

A doctor who looked like an anesthesiologist spoke, and Yuka turned her head. She no longer had strength in her lower body.

“I’ll be touching you now.”

Once they confirmed the stiffness had released and her legs spread, Yuka was lifted and separated from me. My shaft slowly slid out into the open air. Was it past nine already? That meant I’d been inside her for nearly twenty hours. Fukakusa-san noticed and hurriedly covered the area with a sheet. I decided to overlook the fact that she stared hard and froze for a moment when she felt the hardness through the sheet.

I mean, with just a sheet, the shape was still obvious. She seemed to realize that after looking and panicked. Seeing the height of that tent, the room buzzed.

Even this is considered monster-level here. That really boosts your confidence, huh…

I was thinking that casually when the atmosphere suddenly changed.

“May I examine it? I’m sorry I’m female, but this is urgent.”

“Eh? Sure…”

A different doctor approached with urgency—probably urology. She’d apparently been standing by since the ambulance was called. After getting my consent, she lifted the sheet so only she could see and examined my cock while muttering to herself. From what I overheard, she seemed to think the prolonged insertion and erection had caused dangerous swelling requiring medication or surgery.

“W-wait a second.”

I threw the sheet aside and faced my cock for the first time in twenty hours. The surrounding staff gasped, but I didn’t care. It really had been unusually long sex, so I’d panicked for a moment but to me, it looked completely normal in size, color, and shape.

Thanks to my absurd stamina cheat, there was no pain either. I didn’t believe any treatment was necessary. Lay judgment was dangerous, but this was a different world. Medical baseline data was different too. In this case, I trusted myself over the doctor. I firmly explained that this was my normal size and that I felt no pain.

Given the abnormal size and the fact I’d ejaculated seven times, she didn’t accept it easily, but eventually it was decided that I would be kept on “observation.” I’d hoped to go home today, but it seemed an overnight stay was unavoidable. In the meantime, a nurse carefully wiped my cock clean of love juices and other fluids, treating it like a swelling to be handled delicately.

Normally, I’d pay money for something like this, but after nonstop sex all day and just having cum inside her, I was feeling unusually calm.

“Fukakusa, we’re heading out.”

“Y-yes!”

“You know what happens when we get back, right?”

The team leader lightly tapped Fukakusa-san and ordered the withdrawal. I knew she’d been staring hard at my cock and touching her own crotch. I was the only one who heard her mutter, measuring with her hand, “It would go in up to here…!?”

She left with slumped shoulders, apparently facing consequences. I couldn’t intervene, so I just hoped her punishment would be light. As the stretcher was wheeled away, several doctors left as well. It looked like I could put my underwear and pants back on now. Just as I thought the examination was over, several new people entered. This time, they were there for Yuka. One introduced herself as an obgyn. Considering Yuka’s vagina had also been overworked for twenty hours, that made sense.

“We’ll examine you first. The rest can wait.”

“Understood. …Yuka Shirasago-san, correct? We are with the police.”

The other two women showed police badges.

“We have a few questions. This is voluntary, but we’d appreciate your cooperation.”

I see. This must be about what we’d said when the ambulance arrived. Maybe the counselor had reported it, or the information was shared from the start. I was escorted out to my hospital room. Officially, it was because they were about to examine Yuka’s vagina but obviously, the questioning was the real reason. Yuka lay there, lower body paralyzed, pale with anxiety. Our eyes met. There was something I needed to say first.

“Detectives. Just so you know, everything between Yuka and me was consensual. Please don’t blame her too harshly.”

“Understood. If the male party says so, it won’t be treated as rape. We’ll simply hear her account.”

The older detective replied. Come to think of it, they used the word “rape” (強姦) here too. The kanji even looked like a bunch of women ganging up on a man.(強姦=rape;女=woman)

Since they confirmed it wasn’t a crime, things should be fine. I also spoke to Yuka, choosing my words carefully with police present.

“Yuka. No matter how you came at me, I accepted it.”

“Hikari-san… Thank you.”

She finally smiled in relief. I emphasized “no matter how,” meaning even threatening me with a knife was forgiven, so I hoped she wouldn’t tell the police the unnecessary details. Even if I said it was consensual, that detail with the knife would be bad. But if it wasn’t known, it was as good as nonexistent.

The knife with fingerprints was hard evidence but unless investigators entered my room, moved the bed, and searched for it, it would never be found. So my only concern was Yuka herself. I feared she might blame herself and confess, but she seemed okay. She was pushy, after all. She’d probably face police questioning with resolve. 

…Sorry, officers, there really was an incident.

“If you need my testimony, I’ll cooperate as much as you want.”

With that final assurance, I left the room. They were surprised when I said I could walk on my own, but I followed the hospital staff to my room.

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