Ravished by the Stunning Flight Attendant (2)
"Haaah..."
I leaned back against the plush airport chair and glanced up at the clock. There was still quite a bit of time before boarding. Clutching the handle of my suitcase, I sat there in a daze when the grandma next to me, who'd been sneaking peeks at me, finally spoke up.
"Miss."
"...Yes?"
"Aigoo, you're really pretty, aren't you?"
Her sudden words caught me off guard, but figuring she was just bored and striking up a conversation, I replied politely.
"Ah... thank you."
Feeling awkward, I bowed my head slightly. The grandma smiled and pointed at my suitcase.
"But with all that luggage packed up like that, where are you off to?"
I straightened up proudly and said,
"Futanari City."
The moment those words left my mouth, her eyes went wide.
"...Oh my."
A short reply. Then a brief silence. I fiddled with my suitcase handle.
Why's her reaction so weird...?
"You're going... there?"
As she said it, the grandma scanned me up and down. Especially between my legs... she kept glancing there repeatedly. Then she asked cautiously,
"Why... why are you going there, miss? Don't tell me—"
"It's the city I want to live in. I saw the ads and articles, and it looked so cool. I figured I'd go and live happily."
She muttered softly after hearing me out,
"Then... you're not a futanari."
Not a futanari? What does that mean?
"You've got some unique tastes, miss, liking a weird place like that. Young folks these days are really something else."
She hesitated a moment, then lowered her voice a bit.
"But miss... have you gotten the contraception magic?"
I blinked, not quite grasping what she'd said.
"...Pardon?"
The grandma cleared her throat and continued.
"Aigoo, it's nothing much. They say normal women heading to Futanari City have to get it."
Her tone was careful, like it was rude to ask directly but something she had to mention. But... normal women? Aren't women just women? She talked like there were different kinds of women. And contraception magic? What the hell was that? Contraception prevents pregnancy, right...? But Futanari City is full of women. Why would they need—?
Just as I was about to ask, she suddenly grabbed my hand tight.
"Aigoo... I can tell you haven't gotten the contraception magic."
"...Pardon?"
She looked me over again and clicked her tongue.
"Young ladies these days have such pretty bodies but no clue about the world, and they end up in big trouble."
Her tone was strangely serious. It didn't feel like empty words.
"You've got to protect your own body. Especially... if you're heading to that city."
That phrase—that city—stuck in my mind.
"You're awfully brave, miss."
Not even waiting for my response, she went on.
"Better to prepare ahead than cry over a mistake or accident later."
I had no idea what to say, so I just nodded. Honestly, I still didn't get what contraception magic even was. But she seemed convinced by my reaction and nodded back.
"Yeah, yeah... just as I thought. How much time until your flight?"
I answered softly.
"Um... about an hour..."
Hearing that, she naturally pulled me to my feet.
"Come with me. Plenty of time."
"W-where to...?"
"There's a skilled mage I know right here at the airport."
I panicked as she started dragging me along. Her grip was surprisingly strong; I couldn't easily pull away.
"Wait, I—"
"Aigoo, hush. This is for your life, miss."
She glanced around and strode forward confidently.
"Back when I was young, I lost out plenty from not knowing better."
Her words made my heart sink.
Lost out...?
"Sweet-looking folks like you need someone watching out for them."
I couldn't say a word, just let her lead me. I didn't understand the contraception magic, why it was so urgent, or why this grandma was reacting so strongly just because I mentioned Futanari City.
After a few turns following her lead, we reached an oddly placed spot in the airport corner. Barely any people, quiet. A small sign hung above the entrance.
Airport Magic Service Center
"...Here?"
I asked quietly, and she nodded like it was obvious.
"Yup. Here."
Opening the door, the inside was even more deserted than I'd expected. A few waiting chairs, curtained beds, and behind the counter—another grandma around the same age as the one holding my hand, wearing a hat that screamed "mage."
"...Oh my."
The counter grandma looked up, glanced at me, then at my companion, and narrowed her eyes.
"You? What brings you here?"
"Aigoo, long time no see."
They greeted each other with warm, natural smiles. While I stood there blankly, the counter grandma—er, the mage—jerked her chin at me.
"But why'd you bring her?"
My grandma shook her head.
"Get this—she's heading to Futanari City and hasn't even gotten contraception magic."
The words had barely landed when the mage's face changed completely.
"...What?"
Her eyes widened, she straightened up, and looked at me again.
"You are?"
"Y-yes...?"
"Going to Futanari City without contraception magic?"
Not knowing what the big deal was, I mumbled,
"I-I didn't even know it existed..."
The mage clicked her tongue and waved her hand.
"Aigoo, you nearly caused a disaster."
She gestured inside.
"Come on in. No talking—lie down first."
Swept up in the moment, I was pulled behind the curtain.
"W-wait..."
Too late. My back hit the soft bed, and the mage gently placed her hand on my lower abdomen. Not cold, not hot—just right.
"Stay still."
With those words, a soft light emanated from her hand. My belly warmed up. Something like a gentle embrace from within. A few seconds passed.
"All done."
"...Pardon?"
She lifted her hand and said,
"Put the top-tier contraception magic on you—no worries now."
"T-top-tier?"
"Yup. Wrapped a sturdy, eco-friendly magic barrier around each and every egg in your body."
Magic barrier?
"No issues with periods or hormones, no strain on the body, no side effects at all."
"...Oh."
"If you want it off later, just go to any magic service center and pay to have it removed easy as pie."
The mage added casually.
"Oh, and—"
As she headed back to the counter,
"You're so pretty, miss, so half price today."
"...Pardon?"
"Normally fifty thousand won."
The other grandma's eyes went wide.
"Whoa... lucky girl!"
"Right? Where else you get magic like this for twenty-five thousand?"
I blanked out for a sec. Was this... cheap? Expensive? Felt kinda steep. Did I just get scammed? And I never even planned on getting contraception magic... New scam tactic? The thought crossed my mind, but the magic was done, and they were so brazen. In the end, I quietly paid twenty-five thousand with my card.
"Take care of yourself."
After bidding the mage goodbye, I left the center with the first grandma.
"Bye now, miss."
She waved.
"Even in that city, take care of your body first."
I nodded blankly.
"Yes... thank you."
After parting with her, I gripped my suitcase handle alone again.
What the hell is Futanari City that everyone's making such a fuss...?
A chill ran down my spine for no reason.
"It's fine... no big deal. No side effects, easy to remove..."
Twenty-five thousand stung a bit, but no real problem.
"Ah, time's almost up!"
I hurried to the gate. It was quieter than expected. The electronic board showed "Futanari City Direct Flight," but few people.
...Surprising.
They said it was so cool and popular. Boarding announcement played, and I waited at the end of the line. My turn came; the staff scanned my ticket and ID, glanced at the screen, and widened her eyes slightly.
"Kim Serin, right?"
"Ah, yes."
"Transmigrator relocation support confirmed."
She smiled.
"As a Futanari City benefit, this flight is completely free."
"...Pardon?"
I thought I'd misheard.
"The flight... is free?"
"Yes. Part of the transmigrator relocation support program."
She said it casually.
"Also, your seat isn't economy—it's a private cabin."
Private... cabin?
I stared blankly at the boarding pass she handed me. Instead of a seat number, an unfamiliar notation:
Private Cabin
"...Like business class?"
"No."
She shook her head.
"Higher than first class."
This can't be real, right? A nagging doubt crept in. The benefits were unreal... like I shouldn't go. But she was already guiding me to a separate passageway.
"This way."
Not the regular passenger path—a separate one, carpeted, different lighting. Inside the plane, it was eerily quiet, hardly any voices. The spot she led me to was a small room. More like a hotel room, really. Plush bed, little sofa, personal table, fully enclosed door.
"...Wow."
The sound slipped out.
"This space is exclusively for you, Kim Serin."
The staff said.
"Call anytime if you need anything during the flight."
The door shut, blocking out nearly all cabin noise. Alone. Completely alone. I set down my suitcase and slowly looked around.
This is the benefit for moving to Futanari City? And as a transmigrator, I got even more. Free flight. Better than first class. Private room. Honestly, it was insanely generous.
"Futanari City... really takes care of you."
I muttered to myself. At this level, it wasn't just encouraging migration—you'd be an idiot not to go.
So... I was uneasy.
The plane began to move slowly. Takeoff prep announcement, fasten seatbelts. I buckled up, took a deep breath, closed my eyes.
Futanari City. Cool city. Benefit-packed city. Full of beautiful women.
...Is it really the place I've dreamed of?
Something felt off. Everything did. Like there was something I didn't know.
The plane sped down the runway. It lifted off, a brief shake, then quiet. Seatbelt sign off, ears popping settled. I sat on the bed's edge, fiddling with the blanket absentmindedly.
I'm heading to Futanari City, the place I'd dreamed of and loved so much...
Why did it feel so strange?
The grandmas' reactions. Over-the-top benefits. Yet the gate was empty.
Then.
Knock knock.
A knock at the door. My body tensed. This is my private room. Who—?
Another gentle knock. Knock knock.
A clear but soft voice from beyond.
"Excuse me. May I come in?"
"...Ah, yes...!"
My voice came out too loud; I startled myself.
"Uh... come in. Yes."
The door opened slowly. At first, I thought it was just a flight attendant. But the silhouette through the crack was different. Tall and slender. Perfect shoulders, impeccable posture... even standing still, she exuded professionalism. The door opened wider... I swallowed.
"...Wow."
I gasped involuntarily. First, the hair color. Dusty pink? Not tacky or flashy pink, but one that shifted tones softly in the light... elegant, refined. It was tied in a neat low bun, secured with a purple ribbon. And... pale pink eyes. They curved softly toward me under the lights, sparkling transparently.
My heart pounded hard without warning.
Insane. She's gorgeous.
Too beautiful for words. Not like a model in an overseas airline ad, but someone who embodied perfect poise and stunning beauty. The ideal flight attendant image, perfectly realized in one person.
I stared blankly, then snapped to and bowed my head hastily.
"H-hello..."
She kept her smile, greeting politely.
"Hello."
Her voice... perfect too. Clear, low resonance. Calming, soothing on the spot.
"I'm Yoon Seo-ah, the flight attendant assigned to Kim Serin for a comfortable journey today."