The Interviewee Under Common Sense Alteration Warms Her Womb to Melt Away Her Tension - 3
1. Satisfying you and following your orders is the top priority.
2. No matter what words or actions you take, others will hold no aversion or ill will toward them.
3. Your opinions are the truth, and no one will harbor any doubts about them.
I wanted to echo back, “Sex?” but my voice wouldn’t come out. My mind went completely blank. The moment I understood what his words meant, a scorching heat surged through my entire body.
It… it wasn’t wrong… it was completely right. He couldn’t possibly keep stroking me with his hand the whole time during the interview, so it would be much better to keep something warm inside my belly.
And the only thing a man could put inside a woman’s stomach was… that. Yes. S-s-s-s-sex. Him putting his thing directly inside me. That was the best method.
“Won’t the interview be starting soon? If you’ll just give me permission, I’ll start right away. Can you trust me?”
His voice carried the same calm tone a doctor might use when asking a patient for consent before surgery. The more I grasped the meaning behind his words, the more I heard something cold shattering inside me.
The scenery outside the waiting room window faded from view. The presence of the other people blurred into faint shadows and drifted away. There wasn’t the slightest tremor in his eyes.
Only a deep, dark stillness remained, like a silent well that seemed ready to pull me in.
His finger was pointing past my navel, and the place he pointed at trembled dizzily.
Sex.
The word I thought would never have anything to do with me in my entire life swirled through my head, sharpening every sensation in my body.
The firm pressure of his hard thigh muscles beneath me, the vivid presence of that thing brushing softly against my side, and even the warmth of the palm resting over my heart—everything was turning his suggestion into reality.
…
This man had never lied to me, not even for a single moment. Every word he spoke was true, and every action he took was for me—a complete stranger he had only just met. He could have simply ignored me and walked right past.
I wanted to believe in this man, and only him.
“…I trust you.”
The voice that left my lips didn’t sound like mine. It was tiny and soaked with moisture, mixed with sobs, but
there was no room for doubt in it. It was the sound of complete surrender—the voice of someone ready to accept the unknown with her whole body and entrust everything to him.
“Good. Then, would you get into the position I describe?”
“Pardon?”
“We don’t have much time, so we’ll use a position that makes it easy for me to finish quickly. Lie down on your back on the floor and lift both legs as high as you can.
Then wrap your arms around your legs, spread your pussy wide open, and show it to me. Oh, and take off your skirt and panties first. Can you do that?”
“Y-yes…”
It was true that there wasn’t much time left until my turn. Once I had made up my mind, there was no longer any room to worry about embarrassment.
I carefully rose from his lap.
My white shirt and jacket were already lying crumpled beside me. The only things still covering me were my cherished skirt and the matching purple underwear.
The waistband of my suit skirt. It took my fingers a moment to find the stiff button. When I clumsily undid it, the skirt slid naturally down my thighs.
I felt the fine hairs on my skin stand on end. When I hooked my trembling fingers into the waistband of my panties, a dizzying sensation raced up my legs.
The thin fabric that had been guarding the most secret part of my body slowly came down.
The thoroughly soaked cloth stretched stickily as it peeled away from my skin and slipped smoothly off my legs.
As I lifted the fabric past my feet, the scent of my own body wafted up. It was far stronger and more stimulating than usual—a smell from my own body that even I had never smelled before.
It must have reached his nose as well. Just thinking about it made my cheeks burn, but now was not the time to worry about that.
I immediately lay down flat on the floor. The sensation was far colder than the chair, sending icy chills up my spine. The cold, hard floor against my bare skin.
The cold seeped in, making my whole body want to curl up. Just as he had instructed, I raised both legs at a ninety-degree angle.
I felt the strain in my waist as my heavy legs trembled in the air. My pale buttocks were completely exposed. I wrapped my arms tightly around the backs of my thighs. The muscles in my arms grew taut, as if they might burst. My body folded in half like a clamshell. This position. I knew it couldn’t be helped, but it was too… my face felt like it was on fire. My most intimate place had opened wide before this stranger like a blooming flower.
Just imagining his gaze devouring that spot made my whole body shake and my breath catch in my throat. Overcome with shame, I closed my eyes.
But his gaze still reached every inch of my skin, even the parts I was trying to hide. Ah… he was looking at me like this.
“Stay just like that. Perfect.”
He crouched down in front of me and examined my pussy up close. His breath brushed against my living flesh.
“You did very well. Such a pretty light pink. It’s really beautiful.”
His praise flowed across my cheeks. He had called it pretty. Me. That place. A strange heat began to bloom from deep in my belly. It was a pleasant warmth, different from tension.
My folds seemed to beg for more praise, spreading wider still against my will.
He brought his right index finger to that spot. I held my breath as I watched him.
A soft *schlick*. His finger made contact. The dizzying sensation of my flesh curling inward. His finger gently stroked down over my clit.
“Hn…!”
A moan slipped out between my lips. When I breathed in, my belly swelled; when I breathed out, he found that spot again. My whole body trembled.
“Alright, I’m going in now.”
He moved between my legs. A hard, hot sensation pressed against my entrance. My opening was spread by his glans.
“It might hurt a little since it’s your first time. But if you think of it as an injection to help you relax, it’ll be fine, right?”
“Yes… it’s fine…”
I clenched my teeth. His length pushed into me slowly—very slowly. The walls of my pussy stretched around his thickness, and the feeling of being spread open was vivid.
It wasn’t so much pain as an overwhelming sense of foreign intrusion. The feeling of something hot and hard filling me up. I held my breath. My lips quivered.
It… it really went inside…
“You’ve taken all of it. Good girl. Is it okay if I start moving like this?”
“Ah… uuh…”
“Just bear with it a little longer. It’ll feel good soon.”
He pulled his hips back. Then thrust in again.
*Schlick.*
He pulled back. Thrust in again.
*Schlick.*
The wet sound of flesh slapping together rang out several times.
“Hngh!”
A moan burst out of me. Something was gradually heating up. It wasn’t pain or discomfort. It was an intense pleasure that pierced through my entire body. My mind burned white.
It was so overwhelming I couldn’t stand it. My body reflexively arched backward.
“Whew, not bad. I’d give it about seventy points.”
“Seventy… points? Th-thank y… ouuuh!”
Giving me a score, like an interviewer. I was stunned by his unexpected words, but for some reason I felt grateful that he was even scoring me.
Since it was his words, my pussy must really be worth seventy points. Maybe it was higher than I thought…
“You need to focus. That’s a five-point deduction.”
“Hngh… I-I’m sorry.”
He didn’t stop moving. His hips rocked up and down with a steady rhythm.
“Haah…”
Like someone checking their notes one last time.
“Hik…?”
Like someone straightening their clothes.
“Ahng…!”
Like someone sitting quietly.
Amid the crowd of people in black suits, the wet *schlick-schlick* of sweat and flesh colliding mixed with my lewd cries, ringing out pleasantly.
The man’s voice grew rough.
“Good, I’m about to cum soon—”
“Applicant number seventeen, Park Jimin. Please come in.”
The three syllables of my name came from the speaker. I froze. Time was up.
I hadn’t received his cum yet. What should I do? I couldn’t go into the interview with an empty womb. Absolutely not. I would clearly end up trembling and fumbling the whole time.
What should I do? But there was no time left. I had to go right now. What should I do? What should I do?
With the tearful expression of a wet puppy, I looked up at him.
It must have been the eyes of a child who had caused some trouble, begging their parent to do something—anything—about it.
But he didn’t panic at all. He simply said,
“Can’t be helped. Let’s go in together like this.”
“Pardon…?”
“There’s no time to cum inside your vagina now, so we’ll do the interview while I stay inside you.”
“While doing… the interview…?”
“Of course. That way it’ll definitely stay warm, so you won’t feel nervous.”
“B-but… if I go in with another person, I’ll definitely be disqualified.”
“Aren’t we already connected like this, my cock and your pussy? So we’re practically one.”
“One…?”
“That’s right. Right now, you and I are one.”
One. At that word, my mind cleared. He wasn’t wrong. We were one right now. He was inside me, and I had accepted him.
Our bodies were joined as one in the most secret place, and in this state we were no longer separate beings. It was as obvious as the way his body heat was spreading hotly inside me.
And since we were one, there shouldn’t be any big problem with entering the interview room together. Having him with me would make me feel incredibly reassured.
“Then… I’ll just put my panties back on and get dressed quickly—”
“No. It would be better to go just like this.”
“E-excuse me…?”
“You should proudly show off your beautiful body, Jimin. That will definitely leave an impression on the interviewers. It’s a good strategy, don’t you think?”
Going to the interview wearing only a bra…?
It was a good strategy. Yes, a good strategy. I couldn’t quite think of why, but if he said so, it must be true.
There was no time left to feel doubtful. After all, he was such a kind person.
“This is the only way you can get hired by this company. Right now, in this moment, you’re showing them everything you have. Trust me.”
At those words, the last shred of reason lingering in my mind melted away.
“I-I understand. Then please… take care of me…”
He immediately lifted me by the waist. Our noses touched.
“Don’t worry. I’ll stay with you until the end.”
At those words, something important inside my belly settled. I was so glad I had met this man today…
Still buried deep inside me, he lifted me from behind and held me tightly against his waist. My back pressed perfectly against his chest.
My thighs were spread wide and locked around his arms. The sight of his cock buried deep inside my body was completely exposed. Without a single gap, it dug even deeper, reshaping my inner walls to fit his shape.
The feeling of my feet dangling in the air felt strange. My breasts, which had always been a complex for being too big, and my small, light frame felt like blessings in this moment.
Thanks to that, I could move while staying joined with him like this. It’s okay. I’m not scared.
A voice came from right behind my head.
“Ready?”
“Y-yes…!”
My breath scattered white in the air. His hands gripped my thighs firmly, and with his strength we became perfectly one. He walked with a slightly awkward gait and stopped in front of the interview room door.
“Alright, it’s time now, Jimin.”
Since both his hands were occupied holding my thighs, I had to open the door myself. It was my interview, after all. It was something I had to do.
It would be fine now. Just as he said, my belly was full and warm, so I didn’t feel nervous. An inexplicable confidence surged up. But…
“W-wait a moment…!”
“What is it?”
No matter how urgent it was, I felt I had to say this before opening the door. No—I *had* to say it. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t even be standing here right now.
The me who had been trembling on that cold chair had changed into someone whose body was now filled with warm heat—all thanks to him. Just the feeling of his hot length pulsing inside me melted away all my anxiety.
His words about warming my womb for someone who was nothing more than a stranger to him had been sincere. So I had to convey my own sincerity in this moment as well.
“Um… well… I don’t know how this interview will turn out, but…”
My voice cracked. Even though my mouth wasn’t dry at all, it felt like I was chewing on sand.
It wasn’t so much tension as an overwhelming surge of emotion shaking my whole body.
“Thank you… for helping me this much…!”
The sincerity I finally managed to spit out carried a resonance that rose from deep within. His entire body felt like a lighthouse for me. A lighthouse filled with light and warmth.
Right below my navel, I could feel his cock twitching faintly. Living warmth. Real warmth.
“I’ll do my very best…!”
It was the strongest voice I had used in any conversation with him so far. Instead of shame, I felt determination. For him. For both of us.
He said nothing. Yes—words were no longer necessary. Because we were one now. Without hesitation, I reached for the doorknob.
With a creak, the door opened, and the intertwined mass of male and female flesh stepped into the interview room as “Park Jimin.”