003. Pecking Order Sorting (2)
I had already given up on resisting Suyeon. All I could do was offer up my body and pray, however uselessly, that she would be gentle with me.
How had my circumstances come to this? Was it from the moment I killed those delinquents in the classroom? Or was it when I arrived at this prison on a fate already sealed and was remade into a woman...? Or maybe the real problem was that, of all the cells in the world, I'd been assigned to this one?
It was agonizing. No — agonizing wasn't quite the word. More accurately, it was something other than pain that I couldn't endure.
What was welling up from my lower belly was a sensation wholly unfamiliar, something I had never once felt in my life. I wanted to call it disgusting, but my body had already begun responding on its own. Especially down there — it felt as though my lower belly were humming low and shivering, trembling without my permission.
It was strange. What she was actually touching, unmistakably, was my nipples — pinched and tugged, again and again. Just like right now.
"Hniii...! S-something's wrong with meeee, my booody...!"
"It's fine. That's normal."
"How is that nooormal...!"
"A woman's body is just built that way."
"Hniii...! But this can't be riiight...!"
After all, I had never lived a single day in a woman's body. Suyeon reacted as though she had seen this coming all along — natural enough, since she'd been a woman from birth. Of course she knew a woman's body inside and out. And more than that... as Suyeon bore down on my chest and caressed my nipples with flicks of her fingertips, she looked like someone who knew exactly which spots on a woman's body to stimulate to make it melt. And yet, even so...
"E-even if I am sensitive... hngh...! Isn't this just a bit too muuuch?"
"Mm. Of course..."
"What do you meeean?"
"Well... it's also that you happen to feel things exceptionally well, isn't it?"
Was that it...? Had I really turned into a body that feels too much, just like she said? Ah... come to think of it, what was rising from my lower belly now was a warm, lewd tingle. It seemed like it was simply because I felt good. The reality I had been working so hard to deny was slowly coming into view.
But then... why was I treating this as something shameful? Even with a woman's body now... I had, after all, been born a man. Ah... I thought I was starting to understand. Even now...
Suyeon lifted her hand from my chest. A moment of relief washed over me — but only for a moment. The next thing I knew, her hands had bunched up my prison uniform top, and my bare chest was exposed to the open air.
"Hiih...! Wh-what are you doooing...!"
"It's easier to play with you this way, no?"
It was the first time I had ever laid eyes on my own bare chest since my body had been remade into a woman's. My nipples stood fully aroused, perky and almost cute, and the flesh around them looked impossibly soft and supple. I would absolutely have been rock-hard in that moment — if I'd still had a cock. Suyeon stroked my shamefully exposed chest just like that, toying with my nipples...
"You can see it too, right? Tits this pretty and this soft to the touch... they're so good, aren't they?"
"Hngh... d-don't say things like that. It's embarrassing..."
She sounded like she was appraising merchandise, and I buried my face in both hands. But there was a bigger problem, too... I was terrified that someone might catch Suyeon having her way with me. And with the shame of my most private places laid bare, I found myself pleading with her.
"Wh-what if somebody sees...! Nnn...!"
"You do know where we are, right? This is a cell."
She didn't need to tell me. I knew perfectly well it was a cell — which was exactly what made it worse, I thought. The bars right behind us were wide open; it seemed like anyone passing could look straight in. The doubt kept gnawing at me.
"Eh? That's exactly why it's a problem... the bars in the back show everything...! Hngh..."
"It's the middle of the night. Everyone's asleep. Who's going to come?"
Suyeon pointed it out as though reminding me of something I'd been too slow to realize — as if no one in the world could interrupt us now. Then she squeezed my chest harder, kneading it as if to wring it dry.
"Hngh...! That hurts...!"
"But they're so soft and squishy. What am I supposed to do about that?"
"What's so great about these pathetic things...! Hngh..."
I couldn't understand it. I had never touched a woman's chest in my life, so of course I wouldn't know. Pathetically enough, a kissless virgin like me had never even had the experience. Worse still, even my own breasts had been claimed by Suyeon before I ever got to touch them myself. Ah... so they really had been taken from me.
"Anyway, you were a man too, so you'd know all about this stuff. Right?"
"Uh..."
"Don't tell me you were actually a virgin?"
Oh, no... I must have shown my kissless-virgin stripes way too clearly... For someone who had lived as a man, nothing could be more humiliating. Because the moment I thought about it, the truth surfaced: I had become a woman without ever once driving my cock into a woman's pussy — and now that was impossible, for the rest of my life. All that remained was this: being taken by Suyeon, just like now.
"Ah, that's... Hngh...!"
I tried to stammer out an excuse, but the hands kneading and pressing my chest only picked up speed.
"Fuck... that's so hot. You were a kissless virgin? Seriously?"
"Yeees... so... Hngh... would you please stop saying that nooow...!"
The fact that I was a kissless virgin only got Suyeon more worked up. So what if I was one...? She was teasing me, but knowing that it turned her on left my feelings in a strange tangle, somehow. Why, though? A kissless virgin like me had been nothing more than a man the world had culled and discarded...
My head was a jumbled mess, and that was exactly when it happened. What...? Something was welling up from my lower belly again...
"Hngh...! Haaahhh...! S-stoooop...!"
"What's this? Looks like your switch finally flipped on?"
It felt as if my body were floating, and I began to jerk and shudder all on my own.
"Huu... I-I can't think of anything... wh-what is thiiiis...! Hiih...!"
"That? I'd say you're feeling it properly with a woman's body, aren't you?"
As I convulsed and writhed, Suyeon kept one hand working my chest and pressed the other flat against my belly.
"Uuu...! S-save meee...!"
But alas... the convulsions kept rolling through me while Suyeon bore down on my body, and all I could do was keep shuddering beneath her ceaseless fingers. Could this be... what they called a female orgasm...? I was flailing at the very threshold of climax. And then... this time an itch kept prickling between my legs, an ache begging to be touched. I tried to bring my hand down there — but Suyeon snatched my arm, lifted both of them above my head, and pinned my wrists down. Then she gave my nipples a hard, insistent pull upward.
"Go on, then. Cum...! Hehe."
"Hniiii...! Ohghhh... s-stop... hnghhh...!"
My mind went white. It was an overwhelmingly, unbearably good feeling — one I had never known in my life. So this was what they called a woman's climax... In the very form I had so desperately wanted to deny... through the very climax I had so desperately wanted to deny... I simply drooled like a bitch in heat, utterly enslaved by pleasure, and accepted the convulsions that refused to stop on their own.
"Hngh... hnngh... I-I can't take it anymooore... Hngh..."
"Fuck, that's hot... You know how obscene you look right now?"
I already knew. With convulsions that never gave me a moment's rest, my face had to be an absolute wreck. I couldn't even cover it with my hands — my wrists were already pinned beneath one of Suyeon's. The shuddering went on and on... and between my legs, the dampness kept spreading... Then Suyeon yanked my pants down in one quick motion and stroked my pussy. Denied even underwear, that place of mine was left bare to the air.
"Huu... hnn..."
"Can you see this?"
"Uuh...?"
Too drained even to speak, I could only voice the question through a moan.
"It's your own love juice. Look how much you came from your pussy."
"Uuu..."
Did she really have to show me that...? Maybe Suyeon simply had peculiar tastes. No... I think she did. Only now did it truly sink in: Suyeon was a death-row convict because she had raped a woman.
And then... at last the convulsions gradually faded, until all I could do was breathe.
"Haah..."
"Do you get it now? Hm?"
Suyeon asked as if demanding my acknowledgment — and I knew exactly what that question was asking of me.
"I-I get it nooow... I really do...! Hngh..."
"Yeah? Then... how about you taste the love juice you made, yourself?"
It happened in an instant. As if to make me prove, with my own body, that I had tipped over into womanhood like a bitch in heat... her index finger, which had plunged in and out of my thoroughly soaked pussy, was gliding closer and closer to my lips, slick with my own juices.
"N-no, I don't want iiiit...!"
"Too bad."
I thrashed my head side to side in desperate resistance, but... it had been futile from the start. Suyeon raised her fist toward my belly and drove it down—
Huh?
"W-wait, hold oooon...! Ugh...!"
"Hah...!"
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the blow. But... no pain came. Suyeon wasn't hitting me the way the delinquents I'd killed used to. But then... what was this thing that had slipped deep into my mouth? Unfortunately... Suyeon had seized on the gap in my scream, slipped her index finger between my parted lips, and was stirring it around every corner of my mouth.
"Umpf...! Hngh...!"
"How is it? The taste of the love juice that came out of your own pussy?"
The way she asked, all sly and smirking... no — perhaps cruel was the more accurate word. Tears beaded at the corners of my eyes... and in my mouth, all that lingered was something sweet and faintly salty. Even as I desperately tried to deny it...