Beast Unleashed at Ha-rin's Studio
After catching her breath... Seo-ha stretched.
A day had passed—it was Thursday now. Twenty-four hours plus nine more, a total of thirty-three straight hours of work finally done. Seo-ha wet her dry throat.
She took a sip from the mug emblazoned with a cute bunny drawing, then glanced around.
The married woman lay collapsed in exhaustion, while her husband sat dazed, tears streaming down his face.
"Huuung."
The pathetic husband who'd barged in midway but could do nothing as his wife got ravaged. Looking down at him, Seo-yoon Yoon let out a sigh and pulled out her phone.
The company app showed her earnings from this appointment, along with the bill for this couple.
"Huuung. 11.5 million won... plus an observer fee? I don't remember them training us on this..."
Seo-ha scratched her head. She shot a glance at the collapsed married woman, then sighed again.
She'd lost count of how many sighs this made.
"They say too many sighs bring bad luck... but what can you do when the situation calls for it?"
11.5 million won.
Seo-ha muttered to herself as she got dressed, issuing the hefty bill.
"You won't be using the company service anymore, right?"
She'd drunkenly signed up for the wrong service and ended up utterly broken as both a human and a woman—surely she'd quit now.
Though quitting might be harder than kicking cigarettes or booze...
"As a mom, she'll probably be fine."
Unless her whole family was as deranged as a daughter going mad over it.
Come to think of it, I wonder how those two are doing now.
She could check recent updates on their homepage videos, she thought.
"I'll take a look later."
Stepping outside, the chilly dawn air hit her.
In the distance, the sun was peeking over the horizon.
Gazing at the brightening streets as she walked, Seo-ha took a deep breath.
"Huuuuh."
Her body felt refreshed.
It wasn't like she'd nourished herself after ages or crushed an intense workout, but damn, she felt good.
Well, maybe it was a kind of nourishment.
A married woman whose daughter had just started college—at least late thirties. And yet, her beauty was so flawless, barely a wrinkle in sight. Tasting that was definitely nourishing.
"Makes sense. A Diamond membership means she passes on looks and personality."
Diamond was even stricter on appearance than Gold, so it was only natural.
Clop clop, Seo-ha walked amid the people starting to trickle out.
She could call the company for a ride, but this time, she wanted to walk.
The growing crowds on the streets still made her chest tighten a bit, but right now, she just wanted to walk and shake it off.
Thud. She stopped at a crosswalk.
Across the street, a shop had a line forming early in the morning—mostly women.
An adult goods store.
A company direct store, at that. Probably managed by the beauty department.
Stunning women chatted softly as they queued up. For an adult shop dressed up like a simple cafe, the line was insanely long—it was surreal.
Sex drive was one scary beast, she thought anew.
"Am I crazy too?"
Only now realizing how terrifying it was.
She chuckled.
It really hit her how much she'd changed.
"...Hello?"
Seo-ha pulled out her phone and dialed.
After a long string of rings, the voice she'd been craving came through.
"Haaauuugh... what is it this early...?"
"Where are you right now?"
"R-right now...? At h-home... Why...?"
A voice thick with sleep.
Seo-ha could picture her on the other end.
She touched the smile tugging at her lips and continued.
"Say your address. I'm coming over now."
"...H-huh?"
"Sending it via text. Got it?"
"Uh, uh... h-huh?"
Click. Seo-ha hung up and looked up at the blue sky.
The cold dawn air was warming up.
It was summer.
Early summer still, but a few more days and it'd get scorching.
"There's that event in June."
A three-day, two-night affair on a remote Pacific island not even on maps.
Department heads and higher-ups who'd been before weren't joining. Gold and above only, so even some company staff wouldn't make it—they used the service as employees, not Gold members.
As she pondered what it'd be like, her phone dinged.
A new address popped up.
"Not far."
Just two or three bus stops away.
"Hmm. Should I grab something on the way?"
Like condoms, condoms, condoms.
"Nah, probably not needed."
Seo-yoon unnie said no need last time, so maybe not this time either.
Futanari seemed pretty nonchalant about pregnancy anyway.
Maybe it stemmed from that over-the-top love of "If it's Seo-ha's kid, I don't care!"
"Ugh, tricky."
Seo-ha muttered as she walked to the address.
Even heading to her place, she had no clue what the girl liked.
She liked Seo-ha, loved her, but Seo-ha knew nothing about her in return.
Come to think of it, I don't know what unnie likes or hates either. Or Ju-ri unnie.
Seo-ha paused.
Her face flushed hot, body heating up.
She felt ashamed.
"...Gotta ask later."
She whispered so softly it barely carried.
Rubbing her burning cheeks with her palms, she let out a long breath.
"What wouldn't I do for the people who love me?"
Only then did the tightness in her chest ease a little.
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"It's tiny."
Ha-rin So's place was a cramped one-room studio that didn't match her salary at all.
Sure, smack in central Seoul—bus stops and stations a short walk away, cafes everywhere—so rent was steep. But not for a vice president at a megacorp dominating 90% of the world market.
"Well, she said she barely spends time here."
Her department was swamped, or maybe she just hated coming home—who knew. She practically lived in the company lounge.
Though for some reason, she was home this time.
"Unnie, it's me."
Seo-ha rang the doorbell ding-dong-ding-dong.
A clatter came through the thin walls.
"...Y-you're here?"
A flustered face and eyes. Wearing rumpled clothes, she opened the door.
She must've barely sent the address half-asleep—the place was a wreck. No trash piles, but blankets and pillows littered the floor, beer cans from last night rolling around.
"...".
Messy, greasy hair. Her already curly locks were even more tangled.
Sweet milky scent mixed with booze.
No bra? Pink nipples peeked through the stretched shirt.
A massive horse cock bulged through her panties, pale skin flushed red.
In a word.
Hot as fuck.
"...S-Seo-ha?"
"...Fuck. You're so goddamn hot."
"...H-huh? W-what, what'd you say?"
"S-Seo-ha?! W-wait...!"
"Eek! N-no! The place is a m-mess!"
"Ah, w-wait... d-don't strip me...!"
"K-Kyaa?!"
"...O-oh god♥"
"Ooooh god♥"
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"...Beast."
Only after the pissed-off neighbor banged on the door over the morning moans did Ha-rin get released.
Cuddled in Seo-ha's arms, sipping the milk she'd bought, Ha-rin muttered in her raspy voice.
"You're a real beast."
"...Sorry."
"...Whatever."
Ha-rin rubbed her cheek against Seo-ha's chest.
"I liked it too..."
"Unnie..."
"...W-wait."
Seo-ha pulled her close.
Feeling the warm embrace envelop her, Ha-rin's face paled.
"W-why's it getting hard again?!"
"...Horny?"
"W-what?!"
"Your fault, unnie. You keep turning me on more every day!"
Seo-ha flung the blanket aside and pounced on Ha-rin.
"G-get off!! You perv!!"
"Hehehe♥ Get over here!!"
"W-wait...! Kyaa, guhhuu...♥"