[Warning: This story is not for everyone. If you do not enjoy the harder aspects of erotica, I respectfully submit, you may not enjoy this work.]
Jizzemboweler
Made in DNA
"Permission tat please."
The man smiled at the female security officer guarding the gate of the Floating World and nodded, "Of course." Unzipping his trousers, he pulled out his pecker.
She cupped his cock from underneath in a warm hand and placed her other atop the tattoo there. The scanner in her palm flashed a blue-white light outlining his dick.
He moved to redress, but the officer kept his dick in a firm hold. He froze. One wrong move and she'd send a thousand volts through it with her TEzer.
"Quite weighty." A trace of suspicion in her voice. She hefted several times, letting the meat slap against the flesh of her palm.
With cool, practiced calm, he blushed, "Ma'am. I do believe I'm flustered." The meat in her hand increased as the flow of blood brought on a partial erection.
She dropped his dick with a glare in her eye and signaled for him to dress. He did so, tipped his hat and started through the large, wooden gate.