Your Crush Isn't a Virgin Anymore! ※ Yoon Noah NTR Part
“Hic?!...”
The moment Suhwan’s foot came down on Noah’s head, her massive frame jerked violently.
“It’s not like I’m doing anything bad. Why the fuck are you shaking like a little bitch?”
“Ah, aah… It’s because I’m so stupid, that’s all…”
She had barely drunk any water and had only been tormented the entire time. Dehydration was creeping in, yet Noah’s urethra went limp anyway, helplessly spilling a stream of dark urine.
“That’s more like it. You’re finally learning.”
“Th-thank you… thank you so much… hehe…”
Noah smiled obsequiously, a pathetic, groveling grin.
“Look at you, all happy and giggling. Check if the money went through properly.”
“…”
Still lying face-down, Noah didn’t even try to get up. She simply reached for her smartphone and checked her account.
Her balance was almost completely wiped out. Only a few measly dollars remained after everything had been transferred straight into Suhwan’s account.
She couldn’t say a single word about it.
Then—
“Hic?!?!?”
Her back began to tremble violently again.
“Move again and I’ll kill you.”
“Y-yes… I’m sorry… I’ll be quiet… Eugh… I’ll behave myself…”
The men’s hands moved back and forth, pressing lit cigarettes into the broad expanse of Noah’s back. One by one, round burn marks bloomed across her pale barley-colored skin dotted with faint freckles.
“By the way, who the hell is this guy?”
“Who…?”
“You’ve only been texting this one dude. This Kim Dohyun or whatever. Who is he?”
“He’s… my friend…”
“Oh yeah?”
Suhwan made a show of humming thoughtfully.
“For a friend, these messages are pretty fucking sticky, don’t you think?”
“Th-that’s… um…”
“What, you two dating or something?”
“…”
Noah couldn’t answer Suhwan’s mocking question.
“Holy shit, look at this chat history… Ugh. This guy’s a pathetic otaku. Can’t even eat the meal set in front of him? What a fucking loser.”
The “meal” in question was clearly Noah herself.
“N-no, that’s not… it’s not like that…”
Noah stammered, trying desperately to defend Dohyun.
In truth, neither she nor Dohyun had ever defined what they were. They didn’t know if it was a “crush” or something more. Their distance, the atmosphere between them, had simply grown subtly sweeter, day by day.
Dohyun had endured it all. He had waited patiently, worried that Noah—still struggling with her new female body and raging hormones—might feel confused or overwhelmed.
But her defense never finished.
“So you’re saying I’m wrong?”
“N-no… I mean… hehe… No, you’re right… Dohyun really is a pathetic loser. Yeah… Dohyun’s a total idiot…”
Tears threatened to spill, but she held them back.
With that same groveling smile, Noah kept degrading the boy she loved.
“He’s such a pathetic otaku… he doesn’t even realize I’m into him… hehe…”
She hurled every insult she could at Kim Dohyun.
The guilt was crushing. The misery and sorrow felt like they would tear her chest open, but she endured it.
Because pain was worse.
“That’s right! Hey, Dohyun! Sorry, man! We went ahead and fucked your crush!”
“Sorry about that, Dohyun!”
“Should’ve eaten her when you had the chance, dumbass!”
“Your crush isn’t a virgin anymore! Poor bastard, what are you gonna do now?!”
The men cackled while staring at Dohyun’s profile picture. Then Suhwan shoved the phone in front of Noah’s face.
“You say something too.”
“Huh…?”
“Tell your ex-crush. Go on. Say something to him.”
“Y-yes… Hic… Um, you pathetic Dohyun… A loser like you… a pathetic… virgin… otaku bastard… I didn’t want to give my virginity to someone like you… Hic… So I offered my virgin pussy to Suhwan-oppa and the others instead…”
Sobbing, Noah desperately hurled abuse at the one person she cared about most.
Her mouth was smiling.
I’m sorry, Dohyun…
Her eyes were crying.
Of course, they weren’t done with her yet.
“One, two—smile, you bitch! Put some strength in those legs!”
“Y-yes…♡”
Noah spread her legs wide, formed a shaky double peace sign with both hands, and smiled miserably.
“You have to let your ex-crush know how happy your first time was! Fix your expression properly!”
“Y-yesh…”
“One… two…”
“Pussy♡”
A slight tension ran through Noah’s legs. A stream of urine flowed from her folds, splashing across the smartphone screen and soaking Dohyun’s smiling face in the photo.
And the next day—
“…”
Noah trudged down the street.
It took about an hour on foot from Suhwan’s house to either her own home or Dohyun’s. She had considered taking the bus or subway, but she had never liked them even before, and in her current state it was completely impossible.
“…”
The oversized bra she had specially ordered online had already been taken as a trophy by Suhwan’s crew. Her underwear had been torn to shreds.
Every step made her heavy breasts sway and jiggle freely beneath the thin white shirt, the shape of her nipples and the full curve of her K-cup chest completely visible. The tight cotton pants—practically leggings—were ripped in several places, exposing pale skin. The outline of her pussy, the distinct camel toe, was painfully obvious.
And worst of all—
It smells…
The stench of every bodily fluid imaginable, especially the thick mix of semen and her own juices, had turned sour and rotten. It was overpowering.
There was no way she could use public transportation like this.
Ignoring the whispers and stares as best she could, she kept walking. Then—
“Ughk?!♡”
The accumulated pleasure trapped inside her womb and vaginal walls rubbed together with each step, setting off a small orgasm.
“Mmm… ngh…♡♡”
Under the curious gazes of passersby, Noah stood on tiptoe, biting down hard as she tried to suppress the climax.
The semen that had pooled in her womb mixed with her love juices and began to stain the crotch of her pants a dark, wet patch.
“Haa… haa… haa…♡♡”
Noah leaned against a wall, letting out a sweet, trembling sigh.
The orgasm had been stronger than she expected. The aftershocks refused to fade even after a long while.
Her body still craved more pleasure. Her burning pussy twitched greedily on its own, as if continuing an invisible fuck, chewing on the air. The obscene camel-toe silhouette writhed hideously against the fabric, and the wet sounds of her folds smacking—chup, chup—were loud enough to be heard by anyone nearby.
Where should I even go…?
She didn’t want to go home.
After her mother died, her father had changed. Maybe he hated the daughter who had become a woman. He avoided her blatantly and spent every night drunk, muttering to her mother’s photograph.
Dohyun…
She considered going to his house, but—
“How could I face him after all that?”
The memory of herself spitting every vile insult at him made her abandon the idea.
“Hic… sob… hic…”
Noah crouched against the wall and cried endlessly.
In the end, the only place left was home.
“I’m back…”
She offered a weak greeting, but no answer came.
Thankfully, no one seemed to be there. She had spent the entire day wandering parks and alleys, crying alone. It was already quite late.
“Dad must be out drinking again…”
Noah smiled bitterly.
“Mom, I’m home…”
She greeted the photograph of her late mother hanging in the living room. The face in the picture looked so much like her own.
“Mom, you know…”
She started to speak, then stopped.
“Never mind…”
Even though it was just a photo, she couldn’t bring herself to say it. It was too pathetic to confess.
“Mom… please appear in Dad’s dreams and tell him to stop drinking so much…”
She left the weak request with her smiling mother in the picture, then—
“I should wash up…”
Dragging her feet, Noah shuffled toward the bathroom.
“Ow.”
As always, she bumped her head on the doorframe.
While rubbing her aching head—
“Ah…”
Her pussy lips parted weakly, and a thick clump of semen poured out between her thighs.
“Those bastards should’ve at least held back a little…”
Noah grumbled as she touched the sticky fluid running down her legs.
“Fuck… just how much did they cum… hic…”
She frantically tried to scoop it out.
“Why is it still coming out… why…?”
She pulled the showerhead off and shoved it inside herself, blasting water into her womb, but—
“Why… why is it still dirty… why won’t it get clean… hic…”
The filth refused to wash away.
“My body… it’s so dirty… so dirty… hic… so dirty… dirty…”
Sobbing nonstop, Noah scrubbed her entire body raw. She scratched until she drew blood, until her skin peeled and tore.
Then—
“Dad must be home…”
She heard the electronic lock beep.
“Dad, you’re back?”
She called out, but there was no reply.
“…”
Only the sound of unsteady, staggering footsteps.
“He must’ve drunk a lot again.”
For a brief moment, the familiar routine made Noah smile faintly.
But then—
“…?”
The bathroom door burst open.
And—
“Dad?”
Noah found herself face-to-face with her heavily intoxicated father.
“What are you doing? You’ll be tired tomorrow if you don’t sleep.”
“Uh… ugh…?”
But her father was completely blackout drunk.
“Ha… seriously, how much did you even drink…”
Noah let out a small sigh. In that instant—
“Dar… ling…?”
Her father slurred, his voice thick with alcohol.
“Do I really look that much like her?”
Amused, Noah let out a small laugh and glanced at the bathroom mirror. Her cute, freckled face—
“I guess I do resemble her.”
Thanks to some unknown bloodline, Noah had grown into a hasshaku—an eight-foot-tall giant. Her mother had also been taller than average. Their faces, however, were nearly identical.
While Noah was lost in thought—
“Darling… you’re back… Darling… you came back to me…”
Her father mumbled incoherently and stumbled into her arms.
“You came back… darling… aaah… you’re back…”
He sobbed uncontrollably, stroking Noah’s hair and running his hands down her back.
“Dad, I’m not Mom—”
Noah smiled awkwardly and tried to push him away, but—
“Aah… my darling, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, my love…”
His voice was so heartbroken, so desperate, that she decided to let him have this moment.
“Yeah… I’m home, honey.”
She mimicked her mother’s voice with an uncomfortable expression.
But then—
“Dar… ling. It’s been so long… darling…”
Her father’s hands, which had been stroking her, suddenly turned lewd.
“Dad…?”
Noah’s eyes widened in alarm.
“Darling… sob… I missed you so much… I wanted to see you so badly…”
His hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them roughly, before sliding down to—
“Dad.”
—her pussy.
“My darling… you suffered so much just to meet me again…”
He groped her folds, then clumsily yanked down his pants.
“Such a… beautiful… darling of mine…”
His cock sprang free.
“Let’s do it… darling… it’s been so long… darling…”
His penis was fully erect in front of his own daughter’s body.
“No…”
Noah’s face drained of all color.
The nightmare wasn’t over yet.