I, Who Acquired the Ability to Read Memories, Am Being Swallowed by Darkness - While I Should Be Protecting Beautiful Girls, I Am Being Drawn into Darkness Each Time I Use My Power, Yet for Some Reason, My Harem of Beautiful Girls Keeps Growing - Chapter 53: Dr. Oyama, the Female Doctor
Chapter 53: Dr. Oyama, the Female Doctor
I touch the bed again and use my ability.
I check on Yamashita’s condition around the time he obtained the glasses and was nearing discharge.
Her name is Mai Oyama.
Her name had already become legendary at the Prefectural General Medical Center.
At the young age of 30, she was appointed chief physician, and her skill was respected by nearby medical institutions, with countless miraculous surgeries passed down as tales.
However, her reputation wasn’t solely based on her exceptional medical expertise.
She had a dignified presence and a mysterious charm that captivated people.
Her trademark was her neatly trimmed bob-cut black hair.
It was as if it symbolized her intelligence and unwavering strength of will.
Far from flashy, this simple hairstyle only accentuated her beauty even more.
Looking closely at her features, the first thing that catches the eye is her refined face.
A high nose bridge, sharp eyebrows, and dignified eyes that exude strength of will.
These formed the contours of a beautiful face, as if perfectly sculpted.
However, her beauty wasn’t merely skin-deep.
Her beauty radiated from within, born from her passion for her work and her strong resolve to save patients.
Wearing surgical scrubs and holding a scalpel, her presence was overwhelming, beyond what the word “cool” could describe.
Her serious gaze, precise judgment, and gentle smile that reassured patients.
These were the unique charm of Mai Oyama, a fusion of her exceptional medical skills and deep humanity.
Her beauty captured the hearts of many, gave them hope, and inspired courage.
Mai Oyama, the female doctor, was more than just a physician—she was a beacon of hope and an object of admiration.
Her inner strength and her kind heart for her patients.
All of these made her, as a woman, shine beautifully and powerfully.
A midnight hospital room.
Dr. Oyama visits for a check-up on Yamashita’s cervical fracture.
“Yamashita-kun, has the pain subsided?”
Dr. Oyama, in her white coat, asks while glancing at the chart.
Her voice carries a mix of a doctor’s authority and kindness.
“Sensei…”
Yamashita’s eyes emit an eerie red glow.
“Please look closely into my eyes.”
For a moment, Oyama meets his gaze but quickly looks away.
“Pardon me, but I’ll focus on the examination.”
A calm response.
As expected from someone capable of being chief physician.
“Sensei,”
Yamashita speaks again.
“As a doctor, isn’t it your duty to relieve a patient’s suffering?”
Oyama’s hand pauses slightly.
“My lower abdomen… it hurts. Could you give me a massage?”
“That’s something for a nurse to…”
“No.”
Yamashita’s voice resonates deeply.
“This is a medical procedure. It requires a specialized massage that only a doctor can perform.”
Oyama’s expression wavers.
“You’re an excellent doctor, aren’t you? Will you abandon a patient?”
Words that prick her pride as a doctor.
Oyama’s eyes meet Yamashita’s again.
His eyes glow red once more.
“Yes… you’re right…”
Oyama’s voice begins to change.
“As a medical procedure, an appropriate massage…”
The glow of the glasses illuminates the room with a pale blue light.
Yamashita’s lips twist into a faint smirk.
Oyama’s hand reaches toward Yamashita’s lower abdomen.
It’s already prominently swollen.
“…This isn’t right…”
For a moment, Oyama snaps back to her senses.
But Yamashita’s eyes glow eerily again.
“Sensei, this is an appropriate medical procedure. Relieving a patient’s pain is a doctor’s duty, isn’t it?”
“Yes… a medical procedure…”
Oyama’s hand reaches again for Yamashita’s engorged lower abdomen.
But her consciousness flickers once more.
“No… wait… I…”
“Sensei,”
Yamashita’s voice resonates deeply.
“As a doctor, are you going to abandon the patient in front of you?”
Her professional pride clouds her consciousness again.
“No… I… as a doctor, I want to help patients.”
“That’s right, a correct judgment as a doctor.”
Another round of hypnosis.
Her resistance gradually weakens.
The light in Oyama’s eyes slowly fades.
“Medical… procedure…”
Her voice is now faint.
Yamashita’s words sink deeper and deeper into her heart.
“As… a doctor…”
Her final resistance melts into the pale blue light.
The sound of a night-shift nurse’s footsteps echoes faintly in the distance.
“Does it hurt?”
Oyama’s cool voice resonates quietly in the room.
Her slender fingers, peeking out from under her white coat, gently touch Yamashita’s erect cock.
“Ah… no, not at all…”
Yamashita catches his breath.
He can’t believe what’s happening before his eyes.
Dr. Oyama, renowned as one of the most beautiful doctors in the prefecture, is gently massaging his cock.
And this is the effect of hypnosis.
Yamashita can barely contain his inner ecstasy at the success of his ability.
“It’s quite hard here, isn’t it?”
Dr. Oyama’s fingers precisely rub the tip of his glans.
Her skills as an orthopedic surgeon are unconsciously displayed.
Her fingertips, slick with Yamashita’s precum, glide skillfully, guiding him toward pleasure.
“Y-Yes… as expected of Dr. Oyama…”
Yamashita suppresses his trembling voice.
The moment he had imagined so many times has finally become reality.
The sight of Oyama under his spell sends a thrilling pleasure down his spine.
“As part of rehabilitation, let’s perform regular massages.”
Oyama’s voice carries warmth.
Is it her genuine care for patients, or an effect of the hypnosis?
Yamashita closes his eyes.
A pleasure surging from his lower abdomen.
A sensation of ecstasy and conquest he’s never experienced before.
It’s as if years of inferiority and anger are melting away through Oyama’s fingertips.
“Ah… thank you… ugh…”
His voice trembles.
If only this blissful moment could last forever.
Yamashita’s twisted desires swell within the quiet hospital room.
It was the moment the darkness in his heart finally took form.
Yamashita’s eyes glow red.
“You can’t suppress your overwhelming sexual desires.”
Oyama’s stern expression as a doctor softens into a dreamy, entranced look.
“Ha… ha…”
Oyama smiles and sits beside Yamashita.
Yamashita raises both hands, pointing to his body.
“Actually, I have something to ask you, Sensei. Before I’m discharged, just once…”
Without waiting for Yamashita to finish, Oyama stands and leaps onto his bed.
Straddling him, she begins unbuttoning her clothes.
“It’s fine. After all, we’re just a doctor and a patient.”
Oyama smiles brightly and removes all the buttons of her blouse.
A black bra, hidden beneath her shirt, appears, drawing Yamashita’s gaze.
“Now, let’s begin.”
With that, Oyama removes her bra, exposing her breasts.
Yamashita’s eyes widen, captivated by the beautiful sight.
In the smooth, white valley of her chest, pink nipples stand prominently.
“These are Sensei’s breasts… Can I touch them?”
“Yes, go ahead and touch them as much as you like.”
Yamashita reaches out and gently touches Oyama’s breasts.
As his fingertips lightly stimulate her nipples, Oyama lets out a soft moan.
“Does it hurt?”
“It feels a bit too good. Please be a little gentler.”
Oyama smiles and leans in to kiss Yamashita.
Their tongues intertwine in a deep, passionate kiss.
Their breathing grows heavy, and Yamashita’s hands begin to move over Oyama’s breasts.
“Nn… ah! Not there…!”
Oyama’s body jolts with a shiver, and Yamashita stops with a wry smile.
“Your nipples are sensitive, aren’t they?”
“Yes, just a little touch makes me feel like I’m going to come.”
Oyama blushes as she confesses.
She had never realized how sensitive her body had become until now.
“Then I’ll be even gentler.”
Yamashita touches her nipples again.
Caressing them softly with his fingertips, Oyama continues to moan.
“Ahh! It feels so good…”
“Is this okay? Can I do it a bit harder?”
“No! Please, be gentler!”
Oyama pleads desperately.
Amazed at how sensitive her body has become, she continues to accept Yamashita’s caresses.
Her breathing grows erratic, and sweat begins to pour from her body.
Not only her nipples but her crotch starts to heat up.
“My hips… they’re starting to move…”
“I can’t hold back anymore either. I want to be inside you, Sensei.”
They lock eyes and nod slightly.
Oyama unzips her pants, stripping off her pantsuit and panties.
Neatly trimmed pubic hair and an arousing scent emanate from her pussy.
Sticky love juices drip from her pussy.
Moving over Yamashita, who lies on the bed, she positions her pussy in front of his face.
“Dr. Oyama, thank you for the feast. I’ll dig in.”
Yamashita closes his eyes and brings his face close to Oyama’s pussy.
Taking her pink pussy into his mouth, he begins to gently run his tongue over it.
His tongue carefully licks her folds.
Love juices flow endlessly.
“Nngh! It feels so good! Please, lick me more!”
“Oh, what a lewd smell and taste… the taste of the dignified Dr. Oyama’s pussy…”
Yamashita continues to slowly lick her clitoris.
Biting as if breaking through a thin membrane, he nibbles gently.
“Aahh… ahh…!”
Oyama arches her back dramatically, surrendering to the pleasure.
“No, Ginta-kun… I’m going to come… I’m going to come… ahh…!”
Oyama’s body trembles as she pleads.
Yamashita’s tongue begins to fiercely suck on her clitoris.
“Hyah! Not there! I’m going to come! I’m coming!!!”
An intense wave of pleasure overwhelms Oyama, her back arching sharply.
At the same time, a flood of love juices gushes out, soaking the sheets.
“Sensei, you came, didn’t you?”
Oyama’s thighs still quiver from the spasms.
Deep pleasure courses through her body.
“Yes, it was an incredible climax. My brain is flooding with endorphins.”
They exchange smiles.
“Next, I’ll make you feel good, Yamashita-san.”
Oyama stands and pulls down Yamashita’s pants and underwear in one swift motion.
His already hard penis is exposed.
“Yamashita-kun… you’re fully ready, aren’t you?”
Oyama narrows her eyes with a smile and reaches for his cock.
Gripping it gently with her soft palm, she begins to stroke it.
“Ahh! It feels so good!”
Yamashita cries out, trembling with pleasure.
Oyama smiles and quickens her hand’s movements.
“Just a bit more. Hold on, okay?”
“Yes! I’ll hold on!”
Yamashita’s limit is approaching.
Oyama grips his penis tightly.
At the same time, she takes his cock into her mouth, moving her head up and down intensely.
As she thrusts forcefully, drool drips from the corners of her mouth.
“Nmm… fuu… chup, jupo… ha… nn…”
Oyama’s relentless sucking is utterly seductive.
Just before an intense climax, Ginta pulls his mouth away from Mai’s crotch.
“I can’t hold back anymore. Let me eat your cock, Yamashita-kun.”
“Go ahead.”
“Nnngh!”
Swallowing hard, Yamashita slowly inserts himself into Oyama’s body.
The warm, soft walls of her flesh envelop his cock, and Yamashita’s eyes well up with emotion.
“Fuu…! It’s so hot… inside you, Sensei, it’s hot and feels so good…!”
Yamashita thrusts his hips, driving himself deep into Oyama.
While dominated by intense pleasure, he keeps gazing at her expression.
“I… feel good too… more… deeper!!”
Oyama moans in a sweet voice, tightly embracing Yamashita’s back with her hands and legs.
Their body heat mingles, and the hospital room grows even hotter.
“No, I can’t stop…! More… I want to connect even deeper…!”
Letting out a high-pitched cry, Oyama continues to thrust her hips vigorously.
With each movement, he could feel his heartbeat pounding—thump, thump.
“Ahh, it’s coming, Sensei!!”
The moment Yamashita thrusts his hips powerfully, semen erupts.
Byu! Byururururu!
The milky liquid pours into Oyama’s cervix, causing her body to jump with a violent shudder.
“Fuahh…!”
Trembling with pleasure, Oyama keeps calling Ginta’s name.
“Yamashita-kun… I love you… I adore you…!”
Hearing those words, Ginta musters his last strength and releases another burst of semen into her.
Their tryst continues time and again.
“Mai-san! You came again today!”
As she enters the hospital room, Yamashita, lying on the bed, greets her with a bright smile.
“…Yes. Please take care of me today as well.”
Oyama responds expressionlessly and begins preparing quickly.
She closes the curtains, leaving just the two of them.
Her beautiful bob-cut hair sways beneath her white coat.
In stark contrast to her usual intellectual demeanor, a lascivious and wild allure fills the air.
“Shall we get started?”
Without answering Yamashita’s words, Oyama removes his pants.
His exposed cock is already fully erect, dripping clear fluid from the tip.
“It’s so hard already.”
Muttering to herself, Oyama gently touches it.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about Mai-san’s blowjob. I’ve been holding back since morning.”
As if responding to Yamashita’s longing, Oyama takes his cock into her mouth.
She carefully entwines her tongue and rubs it with her lips.
Nchuu, becho, juppo, juppo!
With her intense service, Yamashita’s cock quickly reaches ejaculation.
Byubyurururu!
“Phew… that felt amazing.”
Lying on the bed, Yamashita smiles with satisfaction.
In contrast, Oyama expressionlessly puts her white coat back on.
“Where would you like me to touch next? Leave everything to me.”
Saying this, Oyama removes her light blue slacks and discards her lewd purple panties.
Her neatly trimmed pubic hair is revealed, and love juices drip from her fully opened pussy.
“Can I look at your pussy, Mai-san?”
“Yes… look as much as you like.”
Oyama spreads her legs slightly, showing off her pussy to Yamashita.
A cute, pink clitoris and sensitive areas that become active at night appear before his eyes.
“Can I touch it?”
“Yes… please touch it gently.”
Yamashita touches Oyama’s clitoris with his fingertips.
Starting gently, he gradually rubs harder.
Oyama’s body jolts, and a sweet voice echoes through the room.
“Ahh… it feels so good…”
Oyama surrenders to the pleasure, closing her eyes.
Her expression is filled with the joy of having her genitals toyed with.
Yamashita entwines her love juices around his fingers and continues rubbing more intensely.
“I want to come… please make me come!”
Oyama pleads with her words.
In response, Yamashita speeds up his fingers.
“Ahh! I’m coming!!”
With a loud moan, Oyama reaches climax.
Her body jolts upward, and love juices spill onto the bed.
“Phew… that was amazing.”
Breathing heavily but smiling happily, Oyama’s expression is far more lascivious than her usual calm demeanor.
“So, what should we do next?”
When Yamashita asks, Oyama returns a gentle smile.
“Today, I’ll take the lead. Keep your cock hard for me.”
Saying this, Oyama removes her top, becoming fully naked.
She straddles Yamashita, who lies on the bed.
“Ahh… I’m putting it in… nn…”
Oyama positions Yamashita’s cock at her pussy and slowly inserts it.
Moving as if savoring it, she gradually goes deeper.
“Haa… it feels so good…”
Each deep thrust makes Oyama’s body quiver.
Her breasts bounce intensely, and her sweet voice echoes through the room.
“Move as much as you like. I’ll leave it to you, Mai-san.”
At Yamashita’s words, Oyama smirks.
She begins rapid piston-like movements, making ban, ban, ban! sounds as she pursues her pleasure.
“Ahh! I’m going to come…”
Tears spill from Oyama’s eyes.
Overwhelmed by the sensation of climax, she cries out involuntarily.
“Come inside me! Lots of it, please! Deep inside my pussy!!”
With her last strength, Oyama begs Yamashita.
Bushu! Byurururu!
Unable to hold back, Yamashita releases a massive load of semen.
“Phew… that felt so good.”
The two embrace, feeling each other’s warmth as they rest.
The cold light of the fluorescent lamp reflects off the white sheets.
My chest is still filled with disbelief.
The images I saw on that hospital bed just now…
They were too vivid, too unreal to be reality.
My heart is pounding so hard it feels like it might burst out of my chest.
Those images, Hyakuto, and Yamashita’s glasses…
All of it feels so surreal, and I have no idea how to process it.
My mind is shrouded in chaotic fog, unable to think clearly.
But one thing is certain.
I have to consult Reiko and Ryoko tomorrow.
Reiko is always calm and makes precise judgments in any situation.
Surely, she’ll be able to logically analyze this inexplicable event and find a solution.
And Ryoko…
She’s indispensable to me.
Her warm words and gentle smile always put me at ease, no matter the situation.
Just talking to her feels like it could lighten my heart a little.
I don’t have any answers.
But with a faint hope that meeting Reiko and Ryoko tomorrow might change something, I leave the hospital.
A full moon glows in the night sky.
Its light seems to soothe my anxious heart, if only slightly.
Yet, my mind continues to churn over those inexplicable images.
Tomorrow will surely be a long day.