Senshi of Love: Have Tuxedo, will fight for Love and Justice! [Episode 122399]

“Woo hoo!” the little perverted ninja oni cried as it bounded away with its loot.

“Stop!” cried the tuxedo clad defender, “Stop in the name of Love!”

“Hee hee hee!   You can’t catch me!   I’m too fast for yowchi!!”   The little youma’s bravado was stopped by a barely avoided ice lance.

“I am Pretty Penguin-girl Mercury!” the pretty penguin-girl posed on the rim of an ice ramp.   She was clad in a tuxedo jacket, which was open at the front and flared out dramatically behind her to proudly reveal that she wore nothing else bar a pair of bright-yellow, high-heeled shoes.   It also revealed the way the black-and-white penguin pattern on her skin emphasised her breasts and crotch.   “And in the name of Mercury, Mr. Panty-theif Ninja, I’m going to put you on ice for the crime of stealing underwear and groping innocent maidens!”

“Yippee!” the little pervert crowed as it scampered up the remains of the ice lance to latch onto her chest – which was definitely not the reaction she’d aimed for.

“Aiyie!” she squealed and tried to shake him free to no avail.   “Get off of me!”

“Sweeto!!” the little creep cried gleefully as he held onto he jiggling flesh like a limpet clinging to an exceptionally soft and bouncy rock.   The soft mounds of flesh were succulent beyond belief, but the energy he was leeching from her was as sweet as milk and honey.

Mercury collapsed to her knees with a deep moaning sob.   Since her transmogrification her powers had intensified, but they came with a heavy price.   Her magic power increased with the amount of sex she had, indeed it seemed to require her to have a sex to fuel it.   However, this was not the price, as she found she quite enjoyed exploring her newfound sexuality.   No, the price was that she was highly susceptible to being ‘drained’ by hentai youma, and the more power she built up to fight them, the more desirable a target of their lusts she became.

The true price was that the process of draining her magic reserves was just as pleasurable as the process of generating it, and in ways somewhat even more irresistible.   It was, after all, the exact same process, except that instead of being invigorated and empowered by the act, she became enervated and more submissive.

Even when the perverted fiend was merely massaging and nuzzling her breasts.

Trying to pull him off was not help at all.   He was latched on tight and it only tugged at her breasts all the more.   “No, pah-lease… Oh, noooh!”

“Get away from her, you freak!”