The Queen of the Arcade (1)The thought of playing 'Strip Fighter' again makes my heart race. As I open the glass arcade door, the raucous sound effects from over a hundred game machines pour out. The cacophony of people's curses and the sound of buttons being smashed to pieces threatens to overwhelm my senses.
So noisy.
This is my first impression of the arcade after returning after hundreds of years.
Where's Strip Fighter? They wouldn't just put up posters without having the actual game, right?
After wandering around searching for Strip Fighter, I spotted a long line forming in front of one machine.
Could it be?
Approaching closer, I saw it was indeed the game - the very same 'Strip Fighter' I'd played countless times in my past life.
True masterpieces really are timeless.
Even in my past life, 'Strip Fighter' had been immensely popular. I'd been so deeply addicted that half my life seemed spent playing it. Knowing this game I loved was still cherished in this world inexplicably choked me up.
Shall I stretch my hands for the first time in a while?
'Strip Fighter' machines stood facing each other like typical versus fighting games. The peculiar thing was that while one side had a long queue, the opposite machine with a Caucasian woman playing had no line behind her.
She had long yellow hair braided into pigtails. Her khaki-colored bodysuit plunged deep between her thighs, accentuating her voluptuous figure. The muscles visible through the suit suggested professional training.
Why isn't there a line here?
I queued behind her to play next when she lost. The reason nobody lined up behind her soon became apparent.
With dazzling controls, she instantly defeated her opponent. As an adults-only game, victorious characters could sexually abuse defeated ones to death or rape them. She blew up the genitals of all the defeated male characters.
Watching the opponent characters die in agony, she slipped her hand inside the bodysuit and rubbed her pussy. The crotch area of her suit was soaked dark with moisture.
"Huuu, huu, huuuu..."
She continued masturbating, indifferent to the surrounding stares. With her cat-like tongue flicks and flushed expression fixed on the screen, calling her an ordinary woman even as a joke seemed impossible.
Judging by her attire and trained physique, she was likely military. And despite this disheveled state, nobody showed any intention of approaching her - they just stood meters away, stroking their erect cocks.
I don't want to get involved with crazy bitches. But this is the only machine running Strip Fighter.
I'll wreck this perverted bitch.
I headed to the opposite machine. Though five people were queued, they disappeared in under ten minutes.
Sitting on the arcade chair with its round cushion, feeling the joystick's grip, it truly felt like returning to my past life. Lightly tapping buttons with 'taktak' sounds made me feel like Beethoven at a piano.
Upon sitting down, I saw '99-Win Streak' displayed at the screen's bottom.
A 99-win streak? That's an astonishing record. She's been winning nonstop for nearly three hours. Moreover, if I win, she'll reach 100 consecutive victories. She'll obviously try even harder.
Whether from nerves or not, I lost the first round without landing a single hit. All my attacks were blocked. She seemed to possess superhuman reflexes and reaction speed.
But the second round was surprisingly easy to win. For some reason, her reaction speed had drastically slowed compared to before.
Having won 99 times, she must be fatigued. At this rate, I might win the final round.
Contrary to expectations, the final round saw me immediately overwhelmed, left with only a sliver of health.
Damn, this monstrous bitch. I lost. Just kill me.
Resigned to defeat, I used a high-risk instant-kill move despite its obvious openings.
Huh?
For some reason, her character dropped guard and threw herself into the kill move. Her character died instantly, ending her 99-win streak.
Why?
Creak, creak, creak, creak-
Strange sounds came from beyond the machine - like someone thrusting into a wet female groin. Puzzled, I looked behind the machine and found her straddling it, shaking her ass while panting heavily.
"Haah, ah, ah, ah, Y-you, giving up at the last moment is hih, hit, hit, the, the best..."
She wasn't wearing panties. The bodysuit's crotch panel had been pushed aside, revealing yellow pubic hair matching her hair color. She was pistoning the arcade stick into her lower lips. The stick moved roughly with 'thud-thud' sounds.
Faced with this unexpected situation, I froze. Without stopping her hip movements, she smiled at me.
"Y-you, hih, hih, beat me? Huuut, hih, hih."
"Ah, no, I-"
Her disheveled appearance unintentionally aroused me.
Rrrriiippp-.
She grabbed both sides of her bodysuit and tore it open. Her strong, beautiful nude body - honed through exercise - was exposed in the male-dominated arcade. Squeezing her ample breasts, she exhaled hot breaths.
"Aren't you going to punish the loser? Hurry up and discipline me."
"What are you..."
She looked normal but seemed to have lost her mind. Demanding SM play in an arcade was too abrupt.
When I tried to leave, the group of men masturbating while watching her blocked my path.
"Do as Ms. Kamyu says."
"Ssshh."
While ordering me, these bastards kept masturbating while stealing glances at Kamyu.
Should I kill them?
I could easily slaughter ordinary men. But having already caused trouble on the streets earlier, I don't want more issues.
My Stealth skill still had about ten minutes before reuse.
"Hoo..."
These perverts become unexpectedly docile once their urges are satisfied. I'll play along briefly. I have just the thing for this bitch - that item in my Inventory's corner.
"Come out, Pervert Snail."
With a dazzling light, a fist-sized snail appeared on my palm. The damp suction cup felt disgusting. Remembering how this thing had once violated me made me shudder.
Holding the Pervert Snail, I approached Kamyu. Rubbing her clitoris with flushed expression, she eyed the snail in my hand.
Gulp.
I heard Kamyu swallow saliva while watching the wriggling suction cup.
I sighed deeply before speaking.
"I'll play with you for about ten minutes. Then you let me go."
As I brought the Pervert Snail closer to her clitoris, its suction cup convulsed violently. When it latched onto Kamyu's groin, she jerked her waist as if electrocuted.
"Hgyik! Hik! Hwuuk!"
Kamyu shook her body madly, at a loss for what to do.
Squelch, squelch, squish-squelch-.
Multiple semen streams sprayed across Kamyu's augmented breasts and face. The men masturbating to her had ejaculated toward her. She spread the semen evenly over her body while emitting perverse moans.
Kamyu's pussy still had the stick embedded. The Pervert Snail's intense movements were rapidly destroying her clitoris. Yet Kamyu's face showed no pain - she wore the happiest smile imaginable.
"You fucking cumrag. I'll make you feel even better."
I yanked the adjacent joystick out easily. After pushing the saliva-dripping stick into Kamyu's gaping mouth, she began greedily sucking it like a cock.
Squelch-.
"Haa-ah."
When I prodded her buttocks with a finger, she moaned softly and opened her mouth, allowing me to remove the stick. It was coated with Kamyu's sticky saliva. Now to apply that thing.
"I've been saving something special."
In my Inventory's corner was a white powder icon - low-grade Axion Powder used as narcotics.
"Since you're a masochistic bitch, you'll happily accept the side effects of low-grade drugs too."
I meticulously coated the stick's shaft with Axion Powder. Then, timing with her piston thrusts, I slowly twisted and inserted the powder-coated stick into her gaping anus.
"Iik, iik, hihit, hiiik."
The Axion Powder instantly dissolved into her anal mucosa, flooding her brain with pleasure chemicals.
"Feels good? You bitch?"
"Uuih, hik, hiiik, hik, hik, hik!"
Combined with the narcotic substances secreted by the Pervert Snail, her mind was now completely destroyed by pleasure chemicals.
Kamyu seemed to realize something abnormal was happening to her body. Panic flashed across her face.
"Hwuuk, hwuuuk, take it out...!! Get that disgusting snail off me too...!!"
"Remove the stick from your pussy first, then we'll talk."
"Hwuuk, hwiiuuk..."
Despite her defiant words, she seemed unable to stop tormenting her own pussy.
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