"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!"
If I get caught, I'm dead.
With a 'Ping!', a bullet grazed past my ear by a hair's breadth.
It was a mistake to accept the extermination request while underestimating them as a rookie gang.
There were too many gang members, and I was being chased without even seeing their boss Jacob. My comrades had already been wiped out.
Ahead was a dead-end glass wall. This was the 7th floor. What should I do? If I jump, could I survive? Even if I barely survived, I'd either get caught or live as a cripple forever.
Contrary to my hesitating mind, my body was already leaping toward the glass wall.
Crash! The sound of shattering glass was followed by gunfire. For a moment I thought I'd cleared it, but I plummeted headfirst regardless.
Is this how I die? As I fell, I looked at my limbs. The manly muscles I'd trained all my life were well-defined. Yeah, let's believe in myself. Aren't I Kelrot, the sexiest guy in the wasteland? With my athleticism and body, I might survive with just minor injuries if I'm lucky!
But there was nothing to grab. What if I hit the ground like this? I didn't want to give up, but the situation was utterly hopeless.
The ground was close. As I faced death, a mechanical voice echoed in my head.
[Qualified One detected. Critical bodily damage imminent. Initiating emergency rescue measures.]
Huh?
Suddenly, the warehouse I'd seen below exploded. A massive metal object came rushing toward me at breakneck speed.
Did a bomb go off?
What am I dying to?
Miraculously, there was no pain from the impact.
I must have blacked out briefly. I wanted to get up and look around, but couldn't see anything. I was restrained by something, completely immobilized.
The cold metal touching my skin told me I was naked.
[Converting to optimal form for energy extraction.]
[Removing Qualified One's body hair.]
Struggling from the fall's impact, I barely managed to squeeze out words.
"N-not the hair...!"
Though I didn't understand the situation, the thought of losing all my hair was unbearable. I absolutely didn't want to go bald.
The mechanical voice responded more warmly than expected.
[Maintaining body hair unrelated to energy extraction.]
Whew. Though completely confused, I sighed in relief internally at avoiding baldness.
Something went 'Ziiing' as it scanned my body. All my body hair cascaded down - my curly chest hair, pubic hair, everything was gone.
[Assigning energy discharge properties to nipples.]
A sharp pain stabbed my nipples like being pricked by needles. An unidentified liquid flowed into my nipples. I tried to scream and resist, but something thick gagged my mouth. Biting didn't sever it. Sweet liquid poured into my mouth, forcing me to swallow to avoid choking. To any observer, I'd look like I was desperately sucking it.
My mind grew hazy, likely from the constant liquid flowing through mouth and nipples.
I'd escaped Jacob's gang only to be captured by slavers, clearly. They must have drugged me while I was weak to sell me as some pervert's plaything. I should be furious, but more pressing was dealing with my rock-hard, throbbing penis.
After a while, the needles in my chest and the meat gag in my mouth retracted. Had they pumped enough drugs into me?
I felt someone's hands slowly massaging my chest, probably to spread the drugs evenly.
In the pitch darkness, I prayed at least my handler was female.
"Hmmph!"
Mysterious hands pinched my nipples. An electrifying, unknown pleasure shot straight to my brain, forcing out a moan. Strangely, it sounded like a woman's moan - unlike my usual rough voice.
I'd always thought nipple pleasure was unmanly. But stimulated like this... damn, it felt better than anything my penis had experienced.
The hands kept toying with my chest like playthings. The unending pleasure made me feel like I was flying.
[Initiating energy extraction.]
A meaty wall instantly enveloped my raging erection, rhythmically contracting and relaxing.
"Haaah"
The sudden stimulation felt like my dick was melting. It was like thrusting into a born slut's vagina.
The chest stimulation alone was overwhelming, but the pleasure squeezing my glans was unbearable.
I felt I'd go crazy if I didn't cum soon.
"Harder. Make me cum."
Whether obeying me or not, rougher stimulation hit my dick and chest.
The touches felt viciously cunning - scratching my areolas, licking, biting nipples, obsessively stimulating every erogenous zone.
Inside the meat wall, something tongue-like lapped at my balls like a dog.
My chest itched internally. Something felt ready to emerge from my nipples.
My glans pulsed, ready to ejaculate.
"Haaaah~!!"
Psshh-shhhk-
I ejaculated violently in all directions.
My vision whitened as intense pleasure overwhelmed me.
"Ugh, ughhh, ughhhh."
The pleasure continued relentlessly, making screams impossible. What should've been a 5-second orgasm became an endless escalator of varying intensity. I gritted my teeth to stay conscious - passing out would eliminate any escape chance.
[Energy replenished to unit.]
After who knows how long, the orgasms finally stopped. I'd succeeded in staying conscious.
But this wasn't the end.
[High-concentration energy discharge confirmed in subject. Final stage. Injecting nanobots.]
Cold, sharp metal pierced the back of my neck. Feeling countless bugs swarm inside me, I finally lost consciousness.
[Synchronization complete. Switching to Normal Mode.]
I awoke to gradually brightening surroundings. Beyond the screen, the outside world became visible.
"This... it's a Combat Suit?"
Combat Suits varied wildly by grade, but even the lowest F-Grade cost as much as 100 slaves.
Having briefly worn one while bodyguarding a rich brat, I immediately recognized this as a Combat Suit.
I was inside a Combat Suit? What happened? Where did those bastards playing with me go? Was it a dream? It felt so real! More importantly, why am I in a Combat Suit?
[Armed human group detected.]
The familiar mechanical voice echoed inside the suit.
Right, that voice! It kept making weird noises while those bastards tortured me!
"What are you? What did you do to me?"
[Targeted by armed human group. Take action.]
The screen turned red. About 10 Jacob gang members aiming rocket launchers at me from a third-floor building 20 meters ahead came into view.
Seeing their faces, murderous rage surged. Because of them... because of them I ended up like this...!
Their rocket launched straight at me.
Naked, I couldn't have escaped a direct rocket hit.
But now I wore an ultra-expensive cheat item - a Combat Suit. Surviving one rocket shouldn't be hard.
Still, dodging was preferable.
The suit proved higher-grade than expected. Imagining dodging and flying toward them, boosters fired, instantly putting me nose-to-nose with them. One second later, the rocket exploded thunderously where I'd stood.
A satisfying shockwave hit my back.
"Not bad!"
Pure admiration burst out at the suit reading my thoughts. My previous F-Grade suit lacked this - its boosters were hard to control and couldn't move this fast. Special functions required expert training, yet mere thoughts activated them?
Could this work too?
I imagined spraying the remaining 9 with gunfire.
[Activating LV.1 Minigun.]
The screen showed a minigun deploying. Then direct aim - Tatatata!!
[All hostiles eliminated.]
As dust settled, unrecognizable bloody masses remained.
This is insane! I was scared of trash like this?
"Puhahahaha!"
No clue what happened. Though subjected to weirdness, my body functions fine. Plus getting a high-grade Combat Suit is a win - I can use it or sell it to live comfortably, like winning the jackpot.
Imagining a luxurious mansion with 100 busty slaves for daily sex filled me with smiles. First, rest at home and plan next steps.
Imagining flying home, body boosters activated, letting me fly as desired.
Sunset approached. Flying 300m high, I saw Ogre and Ghoul groups fighting below. Ogres crushed Ghouls with brute strength, but the Ghoul corpses merged into a Giant Ghoul that devoured the terrified Ogres.
My home was a shelter in a pre-nuclear war village. Ordinary houses lost walls and roofs to nuclear winds, leaving only foundations.
I'd luckily found a small underground shelter in a backyard, making it my hideout. Its best feature was safety from monsters.
Entering the shelter, wanting to remove the Combat Suit, it opened as if reading my thoughts. A mix of sweat and something kinky created a pungent stench that wrinkled my nose.
I headed straight to the shower.
Shoo-aah-
I washed off sweat from the suit's violation. My body felt strange - not my usual hairy, rough self. Something felt wrong when removing the suit.
The mirror revealed exactly what was wrong.
"What the hell is this bitch?"
As if answering me, the familiar mechanical voice displayed a screen.
[Checking self-status.]
Gender: Female
Strength: 3
Stamina: 3
Intelligence: 3
Mental Power: 3
Special Abilities: None.
What is this? More importantly, why is my gender female?
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