Quilting Confessions and Lingering Temptations
In this gender-reversed world where harems are the norm, I couldn't confidently say I was completely immune to the temptations.
Sigh...
No way. Yuna wouldn't try to seduce me, right?
I'd just been drinking and chatting with her moments ago, but the idea of Yuna coming onto me felt utterly unimaginable.
In her current state, she looked like a perfect doll—flawlessly cute and innocent on the outside, with a body that hit every one of my ideals: sensually large breasts and hips, a slim waist.
A super-top-tier beauty straight out of a manga.
But her speech patterns were pure Hyungjun from my original world, all bright and slang-heavy as hell.
For a guy like that to...
No way she'd boldly hit on me for sex.
Just thinking about it made me feel weird.
"Siwon-ah. Anyway, when are we gonna drink? We promised last time, remember?"
Lost in thought like an idiot, I snapped back to reality at Yu-bi's words.
"Huh? Drink? Oh, yeah, we should. But actually, I've got something I'm more curious about. Yu-bi, have you... ever..."
Yu-bi gazed at me with her pure, baby-faced innocence, looking like a cute schoolgirl.
"Yeah? Have I what?"
"Have you got a guy you're quilting?"
"Quilting? Oh, no, I don't..."
She stammered a bit, flustered by the word.
"But why do you ask out of the blue?"
"Just curious."
"Tch. If I had a quilting guy, you think I'd be asking you out for drinks, Siwon-ah?"
"Huh? If you had a quilting guy, you couldn't drink with other guys?"
Yu-bi continued matter-of-factly.
"A woman who's a shooter for a quilting man has to give him her all—that's obvious. Why bring it up now...?"
Quilting culture was seriously impressive.
I didn't know who invented it, but it was the perfect system letting men legally build harems of women.
The guy who came up with quilting was a total gangster—just missing the knife.
"More importantly, Siwon-ah, I've got a question for you."
Her face flushed slightly as she looked at me seriously.
"Yeah? What?"
"How many shooters do you have, Siwon?"
Shooters meant the girls I was currently dating, right?
In my original world, this conversation with Yu-bi would be utterly absurd.
I wasn't some Joseon-era king or anything...
Back home, it'd get a guy beaten to death by women.
I tested the waters and told her straight.
"Yeah, right now I've got three women shooting for me."
Yu-bi's face lit up at the news.
"Really? That's fewer than I thought. With your looks, I figured at least ten. Guess you're picky about your shooters, huh? Hehe."
She was thrilled that three dating girls was "few." This really was a new world.
"But Yu-bi, wouldn't you get jealous if your quilting guy started seeing other women?"
Her cheeks warmed as she replied.
"Of course I'd be jealous. But what can you do? It's because my quilting guy's so great. Jealousy comes with the pride."
No paradise for men like this back home.
"Okay, but what about this? If a quilting guy calls out three shooter girls at once and picks just one to date, the others go home?"
"Yeah, obviously. That day, he's dating another shooter. What can I do? Next time, I just dress prettier, give better gifts, try harder to impress him. No other way."
This was insane.
Did women in this reversed world have no pride?
It was too much, even if it was heaven for guys.
"But Siwon, why the sudden interest in quilting culture?"
"Oh, just wanted to hear your take on it."
"Ah..."
Yu-bi looked at me shyly, her face turning red.
"Um, if we get closer... I... you..."
"Huh? What about me, Yu-bi?"
She stared at me cutely, then dropped her head.
"N-nothing. Forget it."
Yu-bi was so cute when embarrassed.
I looked at her and said,
"Yu-bi, how about drinks this Sunday if you're free?"
A blush spread across her face.
Lee Yu-bi was such a straightforward, simple girl.
"Yeah, sounds good. Siwon-ah, I'm actually on night shift that day, but I'll swap it out. I know a great bar nearby."
"Really? Don't overdo it just for me."
She looked shocked.
"No! Please don't cancel. Okay?"
She rushed the words, scared I'd back out.
Man...
A world where women beg guys not to cancel drinks.
Pure honey.
Living as a man here was too damn easy.
"Got it. How about Sunday at 8 PM? Cool? And where?"
She swallowed hard at "8 PM."
"8 PM?"
I tilted my head.
"Yeah? Too late for you?"
She waved her hands frantically.
"No, no! 8 PM is perfect. I'll come pick you up in your neighborhood. Where?"
"Nah, just meet at the bar you mentioned. We're in the same area anyway. My place is super close to your convenience store."
"True. Yeah, since we don't know each other that well yet, picking you up might be weird. Once we're closer... I'll come get you."
A world where women picking up men was normal.
Only three days in this reversed world, and everything still felt unfamiliar.
"Alright, send me the bar on Katon. I'll Google it."
"Okay. You leaving?"
"Yeah. I planned to chat more with you, but then TS'd Hyungjun showed up at the store outta nowhere. See you Sunday night, Yu-bi."
She gave me sad puppy eyes, reluctant.
"Got it, Siwon-ah. Yeah, guys shouldn't wander alone too late—could be dangerous. Katon me. Bye~"
"Yeah, Yu-bi. Sunday."
I parted with Yu-bi and headed home at a brisk pace.
Today, like always, I'd experienced things unimaginable in my original world.
Morning: Sex in the PC bang bathroom with that blonde tanned clerk.
Afternoon: Met Hyungjun's big sis Hong Yuri, broke her pussy and anal virginity in a board game room.
I wonder if Yuri-noona got home safe.
Should I Katon her?
No Katon back from Yuri-noona.
Having her virgin pussy and ass—meant to be a quick toy to play with and discard—taken by her little brother's friend probably had her mind in a whirl.
I got home quick with my fast stride.
-Clunk.
Mom was watching TV in the living room when I opened the door.
"Son, what've you been up to so late? School tomorrow. You eat?"
"Yeah, Mom. Met Hyungjun at the convenience store and ate there."
"Oh? Hyungjun? How's he doing?"
Mom, Hyungjun caught TS disease and turned into a girl. His name's Hong Yuna now.
But I couldn't tell her that.
She'd freak out, call his mom, and make a huge fuss.
I was beat today and just wanted to crash.
"Yeah, Mom. He's doing fine."
"Good. Tell him to come over next time. It's been ages since I saw him."
"Sure, Mom. I'm heading to bed."
I told her I was sleeping and went to my room.
Changed into comfy clothes, opened my phone.
Yuri-noona had replied in the meantime.
After parting with me, Yuri-noona must've gone straight to meet her boyfriend.
I sent a light reply.
She read it but no reply.
Makes sense. I'd basically forced her to lose her virginities— no way she'd feel good about me.
Self-inflicted, though.
Next, I opened chat with Hyungjun's mom.
Instant reply from Hyungjun's mom.
As expected, Hyungjun's mom—who'd tasted my prime young cock—wouldn't easily give up our meetup.
Truth be told, I was looking forward to it too.
The "healthy Korean food dinner" was just an excuse; the real reason she wanted to see me was something else.
I closed my eyes, lying on the bed, picturing Hyungjun's mom's firm, tanned tits and ass.
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