Recognition Alteration - Professor Kim's Second Guest (2)
Cha Eunju and Cha Eunyung both possessed the same snow-white skin. Thanks to their mixed heritage, their complexions were especially pale. So translucent that blue veins showed through on their chests, their soft, milky flesh looked almost like fresh tofu. Both sisters also had jet-black hair that stood in striking contrast to their fair skin.
Cha Eunju, the elder, carried breasts so full they bordered on enormous. Even after giving birth she still had a narrow waist, and beneath it her lush hips, buttocks, and thighs radiated mature sensuality. Cha Eunyung, her younger sister, had a slender, model-like figure. Her slim body possessed the elegant lines of a university fashion model, and her striking blue eyes could steal anyone’s breath.
The Cha sisters clearly cared deeply for each other. That was why Cha Eunju had offered herself to Professor Kim Byung-yoon for her little sister’s sake. To bury the video of Cha Eunyung’s anal sex, she had willingly stripped off her panties in front of the professor. The pleasure she discovered that day had drawn her back to him again and again. In the end Cha Eunju had surrendered completely to lust and taken my seed twice today alone. Now, with my semen still leaking from her sex, she lay on the bed, her upper body hidden beneath the blanket I had pulled over her earlier. Once the quest timer ended and the common-sense alteration that let me pose as the professor wore off, the blanket was the only way to keep her from seeing my real face. The result was an obscene sight: only her pale, plump lower body remained exposed, my cum steadily dripping from between her thighs.
Cha Eunyung was approaching the bed. She might already have realized that the half-naked woman lying there was her own sister. She had called Cha Eunju earlier, and her sister’s phone was ringing in the corner of the room right now. I had also told her myself at the front door—that I had blackmailed Cha Eunju with the anal-sex video and taken her. Knowing, at least in part, that the woman on the bed was her sister, Cha Eunyung’s hand trembled like a leaf as she reached for the blanket.
“S-Sister…?”
—Swoosh.
When the blanket finally came away, Cha Eunju’s face was revealed. Her pupils were half-glazed, her expression vacant, as though she had lost her mind. She was completely lost in pleasure. The moment their eyes met, Cha Eunju spoke to her younger sister in a weak, breathless voice.
“Haa… Eunyung-ah… Hello…”
“Sister!!”
Cha Eunyung’s cry was almost a scream. Seeing her married sister completely naked, semen still trickling from her sex, left her visibly shaken. She froze in place. After staring at the woman on the bed for a long moment, she slowly turned toward me. Then her right hand lashed out.
—Smack.
I blinked, stunned, as pain bloomed across my cheek.
‘That hurt…’
Slapping Cha Eunju had been fun, but getting hit myself was not to my taste. Irritation rose instead of excitement. I offered an excuse.
“Cha Eunju enjoyed it plenty. Anyone watching would think I raped her.”
“What? Don’t lie. You’re not a professor—you’re just a horny dog!”
Cha Eunyung shouted at me, her voice sharp enough to sting. The slap and the yelling were both unpleasant.
‘Hmm…’
While Cha Eunyung seethed, Cha Eunju was slowly pushing herself upright behind her. I grabbed Cha Eunyung and shoved her hard onto the bed. She landed with a bounce, the back of her head coming to rest on Cha Eunju’s stomach. Cha Eunju’s magnificent breasts loomed above her sister’s head—an unsteady yet beautiful tableau of the two siblings. Cha Eunju’s eyes were unfocused; Cha Eunyung’s were wide with shock.
“Eunju. Hold Eunyoung’s arms tight.”
“…Yes… Yes…”
Cha Eunju obediently seized her sister’s wrists and pulled them upward. Seeing her older sister comply so readily, Cha Eunyung looked up at her in confusion.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“S-Sister…? Why…?”
“Eunyoung-ah… I’m sorry… But… it’s because of you…”
Cha Eunju held her sister’s arms firmly in place. Whether because Cha Eunyung was weak or because Cha Eunju’s pleasure-drunk strength had surged, the younger girl could not break free. The more she struggled, the louder the little bells on her bracelet rang. All she could do was kick her legs.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Let go… Let me go… Sister, why…?”
I watched the scene with satisfaction while stripping off my tracksuit pants and underwear. Once naked, I climbed onto the bed on my knees. Cha Eunyung’s pale legs thrashed before me, her frantic movements hiking her long skirt high enough to expose her white thighs and yellow panties.
—Thud.
She kicked at me, but I ignored it, reached under her skirt, and yanked her panties straight off. The moment the fabric left her body she convulsed in violent resistance.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Kyaaaah! Let go! Don’t take them off! Sister, help me!”
Her pastel-yellow panties came away, revealing a delicate pink slit. I tossed them aside and glanced at the items I had left on the bed earlier: the Itch Spray and the Memory Clicker.
‘Hmm…’
Cha Eunyung was still dry. I would need lubricant. I got off the bed long enough to retrieve the bottle from my discarded tracksuit pocket, then returned with a grin.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Hngh… Let go… Sister… Why are you really…?”
“Eunyoung-ah… I’m sorry…”
Cha Eunyung’s screams had stopped while I was gone. Now she was pleading with her sister, eyes brimming with tears. I calmly coated my cock with lubricant, then climbed back onto the bed. Between Cha Eunyung’s snow-white thighs lay her untouched pink sex.
‘Should I use it or not…’
The Itch Spray had turned Cha Eunju into a slave to pleasure. Spraying it on Cha Eunyung would be entertaining, but so would taking her while she was still fully aware and struggling. Both options had their appeal.
‘I’ll just fuck her first and spray her later.’
I made my decision and moved forward.
—Thud.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“D-Don’t come! Stay away!”
“Eunyoung-ah… Don’t kick the professor…”
Cha Eunyung’s frantic kicks were useless. I caught both her legs and pinned them against my waist, then pressed my body down over hers so she could no longer move. When the head of my cock brushed her soft pink lips, she screamed again.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Hngh… Stop… Kyaaaah!”
“Heh…”
A low chuckle escaped me. The more she thrashed, the harder I became. I rubbed my glans up and down her slit, savoring the silky texture.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Kyaaaah!”
‘Too noisy…’
Her wide, terrified eyes and writhing body were arousing, but the constant screaming was grating. I needed to quiet her. My gaze fell on the yellow panties I had tossed aside. I let go of one of her legs, snatched them up, and rolled them into a ball. When I tried to stuff them into her mouth she clamped her lips shut and shook her head. I solved that problem by pressing my glans against her again and rubbing.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Kyaaaah!”
The instant her mouth opened I shoved the balled-up panties inside. Then I spoke to Cha Eunju, who still held her sister’s arms.
“Make sure she can’t spit it out.”
Cha Eunju slid her hands under Cha Eunyung’s chin, forcing her jaw shut. Now the younger girl’s arms were crossed over her own chest.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
“Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!”
The cheerful jingling of the bells continued every time she struggled. I reached up, unfastened the bracelet from her wrist, and fastened it instead around her slender ankle—where it suited her pale skin even better.
—Jingle. Jingle. Jingle.
Her ankle was so thin the bracelet slipped on easily.
‘There. Perfect.’
I recaptured her other leg, pinning both against my sides, and slowly pushed forward. Cha Eunyung could no longer scream. With only muffled whimpers, my cock slid between her pink folds.
—Squelch.
“Mmmph!”