"Oh, don't do the Heavenly Thunder Kick... I hear the last guy to get hit by that is still in the hospital, so come on." I loudly complained, stumbling backwards towards the wall. Magical Girl Taurus stepped closer and closer, her giant boots stomping loudly against the floor. "No really, I surrender or something!" I said, fear filling stunting my speech. She glared at me with her blue eyes, and I saw that her expression had gone serious.
"Criminal scum like you should be sent to a place where no one will ever find you again!" Magical Knight Taurus shouted, charging up her lightning kick as she continued. "This office room! It's probably an evil room where evil men like you are doing bad things to innocent girls!"
"But I'm just an accountant!" I pleaded.
She raised her leg, and it crackled and whirred with energy. "Shut up! Heavenly Thunder Kick!" Magical Knight Taurus bellowed, and I felt an immense pain as she few forward towards me, her metal boot slamming into my torso. My body flew back through the air and slammed into filing cabinets against the wall, the force of the attack causing the lights to flicker and a large crack in the concrete wall behind me.
Dazed, the flickering office spinning around me, I could barely pick out the red, white and black blur of color walking toward me. I closed my eyes, and accepted my fate, the next attack from her seeming intent on changing my hospital visit to a graveyard stay. I knew I should have never become an undercity accountant. In my final moments, you'd think I'd be reminiscing on my past life and wishing for more of it, but instead I simply complained in my mind that we all had to wear ridiculous jumpsuits and masks. Like, I work underground, out of sight from everyone... How does that even help? These were the real thoughts one has before they shuffle off.
My eyes drifted open again, as the assault from Magical Knight Taurus was later than I expected. I tried to blink, getting tears out of my eyes and hopefully some reorientation, only to see her standing right next to me. It was so hard to see, but her face looked... whimper-y? Like she was actually upset about something, and it was more than the fact I was a white-collar criminal.
"What is that smell coming from you...?" she asked, crossing her legs as she began to sway a little.
I wanted to ask what the fuck this crazy magical girl was talking about, but then I realized I did actually perfume somewhere. I applied something to my crotch called "Magical Girl Defeater", something sold to me by a co-criminal who told me it would protect me from magical girls. I thought that guy was fucking around but I wanted to unironically get into perfume, just as... a hobby. Apparently he was serious, because she looked affected, to say the least.
She began to stumble a bit, and she was sweating profusely. She wobbled her pointer finger at me, and asked in a groggy voice, "What, uhm... vile trickery is this?"
"I really have no idea," I said, clutching my chest and glancing around the room for any sign of help. "You're not going to kill me, right?"
Magical Knight Taurus just stood there, staring not at me now, but at my crotch where I applied the perfume. And she went further. She exclaimed, "I really, really can't hold back anymore... I need it..." before dropping to her knees. "I need it! I want it! Give it to me! Give me your... Oh my god! What is this?! What is this stuff?!" she gasped, looking down at my groin and sniffing the air as she let a bit of drool down her chin.
This is all very confusing, but it seemed she was already out of it. This might be more satisfying if I wasn't in so much pain. There was something liberating about seeing this stuck up magical girl on her knees from whatever that guy sold me. And with the last of her resistance taken away by the smell, she dropped her head down to the crotch of my jumpsuit and began loudly sniffing and snorting, dropping all semblance of upholding her image as a public defender. Her eyes looked up at me in half-lidded way, peeking out from the crotch she fervently worshipped, trying to maximize her intake of the pheromones. It was as if she was a primal animal now, lost in the scent of my underpants.
"Smelly goodness... it smells funny and good... I, where... I don't know, I just want to keep smelling it," she said mindlessly between pants, her face buried in my crotch. It was not elegant, it was not sophisticated, but it was oddly satisfying to see her on her knees in a pathetic state, sniffing at my underpants and moaning incoherently. And, while I hadn't decided yet, for better or for worse, she had already knocked out or killed everyone else, and I was in no state to defeat her. I didn't know how long I'd be alone with her in this delusional, dick-huffing, mumbling and drooling state...
She continued to babble incoherently, muttering to herself, "Smells permeating, good permeating, smells permeating me, ehehe." One of her hands reached down under her as she kept her face buried, but butt high in the air, rubbing her hand against the crotch of her underwear as she continued. "I don't want to save anyone anymore, just enjoy smells getting in my head, smell permeating me and making me feel like an addict."
"This is so fucked up." I concluded as I continued to recover, my jumpsuit now strained by the large bulge and wet from a slobbered spot where Magical Knight Taurus' face where she had been sniffing and drooling. This wasn't exactly how I expected this night to go, but while nobody's here to stop her, so I guess I should enjoy it.