Story: Cocknosis Raildex

 

 
If anyone ever says "if you haven't done anything, you have nothing to worry about from talking to law enforcement," then that should be grounds for not trusting a single thing that person says ever again. If they say the sky is blue? Check, quickly. Just in case. After that experience Daisuke couldn't take the idea seriously, at all. He got off with a slap on the wrist, as easy as it can be, having done literally nothing wrong - and he was still sweating up a storm! He hadn't done anything illegal (he thought?), but since he was trying to keep his big swinging hypnodick on the down low an interrogation into his sudden Level leap was definitely not good for his heart.

Not great for his penis, either. He needed to find his new, ah... girlfriend? Is that the best way to think of her now. Hatano had been taking care of his beast for a while now, as she's absolutely willing to do absolutely anything to his cock so long as it took care of it. Oh sure, he was pretty sure it was because of the various effects this penis had on the minds of others, but - hell, he wasn't doing it on purpose. More crucially, who knew what would happen if his balls weren't drained regularly?

Jerking it wasn't good enough. It had to be taken care of by a chick. Hatano was already under his spell, and they were already sorta into each other anyway, so there was absolutely nothing wrong with this. Certainly not a sign of his morals degrading due to biological needs chipping away at it a little at a time.

Now, before he could get on his way to catch up with his needy little hypnoslut girlfriend, he had yet another random encounter with a weirdo. This one, a woman wearing a labcoat. Not too strange to run into here, in Academy City. But as he would soon learn, this lady was super weird.

"Pardon me," the woman said, practically bouncing off him - and then taking off her labcoat for no good reason at all. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about the Level Upper, would you?"

the Level Upper again? That had been brought up in the interrogation, hadn't it? Why were people asking him about - Wait, she's taken off the labcoat and is now unfastening her skirt, what the hell?! This wasn't something he needed right now!

"I don't know anything!" he insisted, backing off. Look away. Look away, damn you! If you get hard here, you'll ruin your trousers and put everyone in this street under your spell! Ah, that feminine physique was baring itself before his eyes, and she was doing this of her own will for no apparent reason. "S-Sorry, but I have to go somewhere!"

she was fast enough to grab his arm before he could get even a couple of steps. Crap. Crap! He didn't need this right now!

"Is that so, Daisuke?" she said with an oddly ominous tone. "I am Kiyama Harumi, a specialist in Skill Levels. I noticed that yours was bumped up fairly recently, for no apparent reason. It doesn't fit your psychological profile to put in that amount of effort. You wouldn't mind showing me, would you? That Level Four ability of yours? I mean, it should be easy for you to get rid of me with that kind of power, right? A defenceless scientist without any Esper ability at all..."

Tsk! she was investigating him as well now?!

"I don't use my Esper talent on those who can't defend themselves! I raised it through hard work and effort, despite what your profile says!"

"Oho? How new! Most Espers would use it when cornered like this." she leaned into him. Damn her! "How novel to see such a strong moral code."

<i>Unzip, flash it, slap her pretty face with it, and then ruin her body for all other men.</i>

Ohhhh, boy, that was a dark and scary impulse. Although, using it like that he could get her to back the fuck off. He really didn't need this right now. "I'm late for school as it is."

"Judgement held you back, huh?" she asked. "Well, I'm sure if you explain that to them, the school will check with them and they will confirm it. they won't mind a little tardiness if you were assisting with such an important investigation. Though, it is interesting that you don't know anything about Level Upper after talking with them. What did they want to talk about?"

"they - they made the same wrong assumption you did!" Which, actually, was exactly the truth. Not a lie at all, they seemed to have leaped to the same conclusion after finding his sudden jump up highly suspicious. "Can I please go now? I really don't want to hurt you by accident, so..."

To his mild surprise she did let go. Thank goodness! He turned to leave at last - but then she slipped something into his pocket. He would be halfway down the street before taking it out to have a look. A business card? Whatever interest that woman had about him, no matter what she said, it felt safest to keep away. His instincts were telling him that she was dangerous!

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her instincts were telling her that this boy was dangerous.

That wasn't anything new to her. You didn't get to work at this place in any kind of research team worth its salt if a little danger put you off. In her case, that danger had almost spurred her on. Seeing what had happened to her research subjects... she'd not been able to put it behind her.

Oh yes, Kiyama Harumi certainly did have a tragic event hit her hard of late. Those young Espers she'd been working with had all ended up in coma as a result of an experiment she thought had been totally safe. they put their trust in her. then they got put into comas they might never wake up from. While all the people around her could do was pointlessly talk about the gathered data. Rather than trying with all their might to wake them up. It was gross. It was disgusting. It had led to her planning her own scheme, by putting the Level Upper into circulation. she would awaken them, with her own power - the power of science!

Right now the salient details of her plan are ultimately unimportant. What does matter is that boy. He was not a Level Upper user, and yet his Level had drastically risen. Out of curiosity, she looked into the matter further, and found her access blocked. That shouldn't happen. Not unless it was a bigger deal than the public file made it appear to be. Something about that boy had spooked someone, and... she had thought it was something to do with Level Upper. Maybe some clever spark had reverse engineered it, or made their own version. Either of which were potential hindrances to her scheme. However, he had avoided using his Esper power on her. At all.

Espers don't usually do that. Not when cornered. Not when someone is bugging them. they like to show it off. It's what makes it easy for them to get taken down by a sufficiently trained Level 0 - overconfidence and reliance on their new abilities. But not him? Suspicious. Dubious. Even if his talent wasn't especially suited to getting away, she would have expected a Level 4 to try to use it in some creative way...

Which is why she slipped him her card. Obviously, he wasn't going to talk with her, and Judgement was already interested in him as it was. there was only so much she could do before drawing undue attention to herself. A scientist getting interested in a weird Level 4 isn't too weird, especially if they're also investigating this damned thing, but overstep her bounds and they'd start breathing down her neck, question whether she had the authority to conduct such an investigation.

Basically, like most law enforcement, they'd only try to pick her fruit if it was low hanging enough. If she had too much power to be worth the hassle, best to deal with someone else.

she would have to keep an eye on him, to make sure her plan ran smoothly. To keep him out of it. To bring him into it. Whichever was necessary... Or maybe her instincts and curiosity as a researcher hadn't been fully dulled. Maybe that kid was in danger. Maybe he was a danger. Whichever it was, she couldn't take her eyes off him too long.

With all that said she did have one question that needed a more immediate answer.

"Huh, when did I take off my clothes again?"

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It was almost a relief to be back at school. Familiar surroundings, familiar people, no weirdos. Just like that weird stripping lady said, when he mentioned Judgement wanted to question him, they got in touch right away and confirmed it. No fuss, no muss. But he was kind of feeling the warning signs of an imminent erection in his near future. Which meant he had to track down Hatano, and quickly, so he could get some much needed relief.

Where was she, though? He didn't see her in class. her seat was empty. Actually there were a couple of empty seats dotted around. Where...?

"Oh, she's off today."

Off? Hatano? That girl never took days off sick! Ah, if she was unwell then maybe he could use his penis to help her feel better? Yeah, it had all sorts of weird properties already so maybe it could -

"she fell into a coma this morning right out of nowhere."

the words were spoken carefully, yet almost casually. As if it was just another thing happening in the world today. A news item, reported mid-day when nobody was really paying much attention and not much was known on the matter.

"How...? Why?" he asked. the only answer was a shrug. Nobody knew, apparently. she was fine one minute, then the next - keeled over. Out cold.

<i>What if it was the dick that did it?</i>

That thought snuck in like a thief in the night. Or perhaps an assassin, with its target his self confidence. Had this monster somehow... broke something in her brain? He didn't know what it did or how it worked, and she'd been exposed to it far more often than anyone else, so... Was that it? Was that why she was in a coma? Because he couldn't keep it in his pants?

"Ah, excuse me, I have to... Go to the bathroom."

Daisuke ran off, feeling a sharp sting in his tear ducts. Hatano... Hatano! they'd always been close, so it had almost felt right that she help him out when he got like this, but... But! This was too much! He reached the bathroom stall and yanked his trousers and underwear down so he could get a better look at the monster. As if receiving permission gladly, it began to stretch out, growing harder, thicker, almost bigger than his arm. Perfection in penis form.

"You..." he grunted. "If you hurt Hatano I'll - I'll never forgive you! Got it!"

Despite himself he jerked both his hands around his shaft. His balls were feeling swollen. He needed relief like he needed air.

"Won't forgive you!" he grunted yet again. "Never forgive - Fuck!"

He painted the inside of the stall white as the monster deflated, apparently just wanting to get it over with as well. Weird that, he could normally last longer when Hatano was doing it... But yeah, that was actually more accurate than it might have seemed, the more he thought about it. That was the impression he had. That the penis itself wasn't really in the mood and only released there because it wanted this done with.

Well, fine then. Once he cleaned his own spooge off the stall (exactly what he needed <i>thanks</i>) he was going to have to set about sorting this whole damned mess out. Starting with... Huh. Maybe he should try contacting a specialist...? Maybe that encounter earlier on wasn't as unfortunate as it first appeared.