Keep watching.

You decide to just keep enjoying the show while you stroke your dick. Unfortunately for you, the show doesn’t last much longer. After about a minute or so more of happily fucking poor Mercury, the entire mass of the tentacle monster begins to shake and quiver. Suddenly, a massive burst of thick white cum erupts from the tip of each and every tentacle on and in the girl. Her big, blue eyes snap open as her body is covered with the sticky white substance, and her orifices overflow with the massive flood. You hear her gag as her mouth is filled with the disgusting stuff and she is **** to swallow to avoid ****. As the beast finally finishes unleashing its massive load, the thoroughly violated Mercury promptly proceeds to pass out. Too bad for her that she’ll miss the light show.

“Mars Flame Sniper!!”

“Jupiter Oak Evolution!!”

“Venus Love and Beauty Shock!!”

“Silver Moon Crystal Power Kiss!!”

From within the brilliant, near blinding display of power, light and sound that overtakes the body of the tentacle monster, you can barely make out the sound of a loud, anguished gurgle. As the light fades and your eyesight begins to clear, you can see that the lusty creature is nowhere to be seen, and the other four inner-senshi have gathered around Mercury, who has fallen to the ground. After they quickly check her for injuries, Jupiter scoops her up into her arms and the four of them leap to the top of a nearby building and out of your view.

Suddenly, the world around you fades to black. Just as you’re about to ask what’s happening, the lab administrator’s voice once again answers your unasked question. “The simulation is over.” You’re about to complain that you didn’t even get to do anything, when you are once again pre-emptively interrupted. “Honestly. What did you expect? This is Virtual Reality, not some thirty dollar sex sim for your PC. You can’t just sit around, do nothing, and expect to eventually get laid. You had your chance for a sexy adventure with Sailor Mercury and you blew it by doing nothing but sitting there with your dick in your hands.” The administrator’s voice sighs as if frustrated. “We’re preparing the system for a soft reboot. Once the system restarts, you’ll get another chance at living your fantasy. This time, why don’t you try taking part in it?”

Suddenly a gray rectangle with the words “Start Over” written on it appears in the darkness before you. “There we are,” says the administrator. “Please press the button to reboot the system.”