Those Fucking Incels!
Those damn incel bastards!
There was one time something like this happened.
“What the hell is this…?”
Dohyun had just gotten home and was rummaging through the fridge when he spotted a bottle he’d never seen before.
He definitely hadn’t bought it.
“Did Noah put this in here…?”
It looked like an ordinary plain bottle from one of those big-box stores, filled to the brim with some unknown liquid.
“…”
Dohyun pulled the bottle out and carefully examined its contents.
“The color’s a bit weird.”
It had a strange tint—somewhere between milky white and a faint yellowish hue depending on how you looked at it. When he shook it, it seemed to have a slight viscosity too.
If he had to describe it…
“Spoiled milk?”
He considered the possibility but quickly ruled it out.
Noah was always leaving half-drunk beverages in his fridge and forgetting about them (and most of the time it was Dohyun who ended up throwing them away). Still, she had never put anything spoiled in there before.
“What is it?”
He unscrewed the cap, brought the opening to his nose, and gave it a few sniffs.
Surprisingly,
“It actually smells… good?”
A pleasant aroma wafted up. There was a slightly greasy, fishy undertone, but it was overpowered by the rich, creamy sweetness typical of dairy.
If he had to pick, it was firmly in the “like” category.
“Is this some new kind of yogurt drink?”
Dohyun hesitated for a moment, then took a sip.
Fuck, this is delicious…
The flavor was destructively good—far beyond anything he’d imagined. The slick fat coated his tongue and gently lined the entire inside of his mouth. The cheesy, buttery, slightly gamey scent of milkfat invaded his mouth and nose, yet for some reason it felt incredibly comforting.
Once the rich aroma passed, the heavy, sweet dairy flavor revealed itself with a dense, luxurious weight.
“…”
Dohyun swirled the liquid in his mouth like a sommelier before finally concluding, This is safe to drink.
The swallowing experience was excellent too. He’d worried the high viscosity and mysterious sticky clumps might make it hard to get down, but the smooth fat carried the liquid gently down his throat.
Before he knew it, Dohyun had downed nearly half the bottle in a trance.
Well, she steals my stuff and drinks it all the time anyway.
He rationalized it to himself with some effort.
It didn’t take long for him to learn the true identity of that liquid.
As usual, Noah was sprawled lazily across the sofa, completely absorbed in her smartphone. Dohyun sat leaning against the bottom of the couch, idly scrolling through videos on the smart TV with one hand.
Noah’s body, lying on the sunken cushion behind him, pressed against the back of his head and spine. The sharp, stinging scent unique to white people mixed with the smell of sweat filled his nose thickly. Because her body temperature ran high, her slick sweat clung to his skin where they touched, but he had grown so used to it that he barely noticed anymore.
“There’s seriously nothing worth watching…”
Even back in the cable TV days he used to complain that there were hundreds of channels and still nothing to watch. That problem hadn’t changed at all in the YouTube era.
While he was half-heartedly scrolling, something suddenly pressed against the back of his head.
“KyaAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!”
A tremendous, ear-splitting scream erupted from Noah.
“What the fuck?! Did war break out?! What is it?!”
No matter how used to her he was, he could never get accustomed to that scream. Her vocal cords must have had an enormous resonance chamber, because every time she let loose, his eardrums screamed in agony.
“KyaAAAGH!! Fuck!! Those fucking incel bastards!!!”
She thrashed around on the sofa in pain, spewing some random internet meme he couldn’t even guess the origin of.
“Because of those shit-human pieces of garbage, this noble me is having a total mental breakdown—dechaat—!!”
She was even dragging out ancient, long-dead memes now, writhing violently the whole time. She thrashed so hard that the sofa’s remaining pocket springs gave up with a final metallic clunk-clunk before collapsing completely.
“What the hell is going on?! What happened?!”
If he had to compare it, the noise was on par with the roar of a fighter jet engine at an airshow. Dohyun prayed it hadn’t caused permanent hearing damage as he frantically asked again.
“NTR!!”
“NTR?”
“Drift! NTR drift!! KyaAAAGH!! Because of that shit-human insect writer, this noble Watashi can’t be happy—dechaat!!”
“Explain it so I can actually understand!!”
“…”
After a long bout of agonized thrashing (during which Dohyun had to bow and apologize to the neighbors who came to complain), Noah finally lay sprawled on the sofa, completely pale and burned out.
“So basically…”
Dohyun began, looking utterly dumbfounded.
“Fuck… So you thought it was a pure romance story… and then it suddenly pulled an NTR drift and the heroine got brutally raped and even lost her anal virginity…?”
“Fuck… Those crazy bastards… Still, the protagonist should be the one to take the girl’s first time…”
Noah had been a hardcore unicorn purist even before she became a woman, and that hadn’t changed. Just seeing an NTR drift or non-virgin drift was enough to trigger a full-blown seizure-like reaction from her.
“This is a total piece of shit!”
Dohyun felt exactly the same.
“The hymen should be claimed by the protagonist!! You fucking bastards!!”
“This won’t do. I’m going to send that author a private message on their SNS account with a picture of my dick—”
Just as Noah was about to reveal her true nature as an internet troll,
“Don’t do weird shit using someone else’s Wi-Fi.”
The sudden mental image of the Cyber Investigation Unit door-breaching the apartment made Dohyun stop her. Besides, it wasn’t just one or two communities that had IP-banned them thanks to all the crap she pulled while riding public networks.
“Ugh, I’m so pissed. Fuck. This is seriously driving me insane.”
Noah ground her teeth furiously, then suddenly—
“Ah… shit… Is it because I’m so angry? I think I’m getting milk fever…”
She suddenly clutched her chest and grimaced.
“Milk fever? What’s that?”
Dohyun looked puzzled.
“Ugh, whatever… There’s just something like that…”
Noah brushed off his question and headed straight for the fridge. She opened the door and—
“Huh? What the…?”
She looked confused.
“What’s wrong?”
“Did you drink this?”
“Yeah. It was pretty good?”
Dohyun answered shamelessly, thinking, You drink my stuff all the time anyway.
Noah’s reaction was completely unexpected.
“Hmm… So that’s how it is?♪”
“…What?”
“So that’s… how it is… Hmm… Hmm…”
She was giggling with a sly, wicked grin.
“Wait, what’s with that scary look all of a sudden? Was it spoiled or something?”
“Mmm… Not exactly. You’ll understand when you see.”
She gave off an ominous vibe and suddenly yanked up her shirt.
“…Why are you taking your top off all of a sudden?”
“This, right here.”
Noah popped the cap off with a loud pop.
“I made it.”
She kept giggling, then said,
“Watch.”
She squeezed her breast with a lewd squish♡, aiming the tip of her nipple at the bottle’s opening.
“Ever since I became a woman, my body got this weird constitution. I started producing ‘milk.’”
She kneaded her breasts from the inside out with wet, squelching sounds.
“See? For breasts this big, they barely sag at all.”
“…Yeah, I guess?”
“These are the mammary glands… Well, the milk-producing glands. There are way too many of them, so if I don’t drain them regularly it hurts like hell. That’s what they call milk fever…”
As Noah’s fingers worked her breasts, the milk glands inside swelled visibly from the outside, pulsing and preparing to release their contents.
“Throwing it away felt like a waste, so I started storing it separately… and today I put some in your fridge.”
The milk ducts around her nipples wriggled like goosebumps, opening wide.
“And you drank it?”
Thick, cloudy breast milk sprayed into the bottle with a sticky, viscous sound.
…Dohyun nearly passed out on the spot.
Anyway, all sorts of things like that had happened between them.
Even so, those days had been fun.
“Oh right, Dohyun. I’m not coming over tomorrow, okay?”
Noah said as she gathered her things.
“Don’t come.”
“You’re so cold, damn. Ugh, my sunbaes keep nagging me to come to the department get-together, saying it’s part of social life and all that bullshit. I can’t avoid it.”
“Weren’t you supposed to be a social butterfly?”
“That was back in high school… Ugh. The girls are always picking fights with me for no reason. The guys are all insane dick-riders too, so I try to avoid people as much as possible.”
“…I see.”
Dohyun felt secretly relieved, though he couldn’t quite explain why. Or rather, he knew exactly why, but still—he was relieved.
“What? Why do you look happy when I say I’m a loner?”
Noah gave him a sly, mischievous grin.
“Mind your own business.”
“You’re always so prickly. Anyway, just so you know, don’t prepare any food for me tomorrow.”
“You’re the one who unilaterally steals my food.”
“Tsundere bastard.”
“Not my problem.”
They bickered like always as they parted ways.
He should have stopped her then.
He should have told her not to go.
He didn’t have the right to, but he should have at least tried to hold her back once.
Dohyun would come to regret that day with bone-deep agony.
And then the next night.
“Stupid bitch. Acting all high and mighty like a proper adult, but a few drinks and she’s completely passed out.”
“Is this even alcohol? You didn’t spike it with something, did you?”
“…I might have added a little something.”
“You’re gonna get arrested by the cops one day.”
“It’s fine. My dad’s a city councilman, so he can cover up most things.”
“If you say so.”
In a dimly lit room, several men surrounded Noah, talking among themselves.
Meanwhile, Noah was—
“Mmm… Dohyun-ah… Dohyun-ah… Hehe…”
Completely wasted on alcohol and drugs, giggling deliriously as she lay there sprawled out.