A Puppy's Welcome and Body Reinforcement

Beep. I scanned the card key and stepped into the room. Yeonju, who had been lying obediently on the bed, lit up with obvious delight the moment she saw me.

“Y-you’re back. Minjun!”

“Yeah. I’m back, Yeonju.”

She reminded me of an eager dog greeting its owner after a long day, so I set the things I’d bought on the sofa and walked straight over to her, ruffling her hair. Her lively, silky strands felt like freshly brushed, velvety fur between my fingers. The sensation was pure bliss.

Yeonju closed her eyes in pure contentment, looking for all the world like she had everything she could ever want. She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠savored every stroke of my hand.

“How are you feeling?”

“Mmm… I’m okay!”

I could tell immediately that I’d asked a pointless question. Yeonju was in such a good mood right now that pain simply couldn’t reach her. The reason was obvious: I was petting her head. Watching how much she loved it, I half-wondered if she was actually a dog who’d undergone some genetic mutation and only looked human on the outside.

I climbed onto the bed, pulled the little genetically-mutated puppy into my arms, and stroked her with overflowing affection. Yeonju ducked her head in embarrassment but kept burrowing deeper into my chest. The atmosphere was peaceful and utterly sweet.

If she hadn’t been injured, the mood was perfect for a natural kiss that could have led straight into ideal morning sex. Because of that, her injury felt even more regrettable.

God, I want to fuck.

“…Yeonju, should we order room service? You need to eat something before you take those painkillers.”

“Huh? Oh… yes. That sounds good!”

She seemed too focused on my touch to fully register my words, but I didn’t mind. I stood up to call room service. Honestly, asking her opinion was just a formality. Yeonju would agree to anything I suggested anyway.

I picked up the house phone, ordered a few dishes from the front desk, then lay back down beside her. I pulled her against my shoulder and kept stroking her hair. It was a different kind of healing from sex, but this feeling wasn’t bad at all.

Still, I couldn’t deny the urge bubbling inside me to at least get a blowjob out of the situation. Her legs were hurt, but her upper body was perfectly fine. Even so, I refused to be the kind of shameless bastard who’d make an injured girl—especially one who got hurt because of me—service him.

I pushed down the rising heat of arousal and spoke.

“Yeonju.”

“Yeees… Minjun.”

“If your mother gives you too hard a time when you get home, don’t try to endure it alone. Contact me right away.”

The moment I mentioned her mom, I felt Yeonju’s body stiffen in my arms. She was obviously still trying to figure out how to handle the situation she’d rushed into without thinking.

“I have more than enough power to take care of you, so don’t worry about being a burden. Promise you’ll call me. Understand?”

“Yeees… Minjun.”

She burrowed even deeper into my chest with a tiny answer. We were already pressed so tightly together it felt like we might fuse into one, yet Yeonju kept wriggling and pushing herself closer, as if even this wasn’t enough. The movement was adorable and loving, but also incredibly arousing.

Ugh…

You’re going to make me lose control, so please stop, Yeonju. Keep that up and injured or not, I’ll have no choice but to fuck you again…

-Ding dong.

Just as I was about to reach for her perky, swelling breasts, unable to hold back the boiling lust any longer, the doorbell rang. The room service I’d ordered must have arrived. I wasn’t sure whether it was good or bad timing, but I couldn’t deny that the bell had rung at a truly miraculous moment.

Whew…

I gently peeled the clinging Yeonju off me and rose from the bed. I stepped outside, accepted the food, then pulled a fifty-thousand-won bill from my wallet and handed it to the server as a tip.

“Thank you so much, sir!!”

The amount must have been unusually large for a tip, because the employee’s gratitude came out with surprising energy. It was just part of my effort to rack up flex points, but I couldn’t help feeling a swell of pride, like I’d somehow become a genuinely good person.

“Wait for me, Yeonju.”

When I returned to the room after receiving the employee’s heartfelt thanks, Yeonju was struggling to sit up on the bed, completely naked. She didn’t seem to realize it yet, but there was no way someone as delicate as Yeonju would be comfortable eating in front of me without any clothes on.

I grabbed a robe, helped her into it, then lifted her with both arms. It was a full princess carry.

“Up we go.”

Maybe because I’d done it yesterday, I’d gotten the hang of it. My legs didn’t shake nearly as badly this time. I set the now tomato-red Yeonju down on a chair, took the seat across from her, and we ate the room service together. I wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but the fragrant soup, the clearly expensive sandwich loaded with premium ingredients, and the coffee made for a surprisingly excellent combination.

After the meal, Yeonju swallowed the painkillers I’d bought with a gulp of water. After waiting about an hour, she was still trembling slightly but had recovered enough to walk.

I helped her get dressed with the panties and socks I’d purchased—throwing out everything that wasn’t her size—then supported her as we left the room, headed to the lobby, and checked out.

Once the payment was done, we stepped outside the hotel. I hailed one of the waiting taxis and helped Yeonju into the back seat.

“Min… Minjun.”

She looked up at me from the back seat with sparkling, bright eyes. I leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. Anyone watching would definitely gossip, but that was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠exactly why I liked it. Every little action like this added to my flex points.

“Contact me as soon as you get home, Yeonju.”

“Yes… I’ll call you. Really… thank you, Minjun.”

-Click.

I carefully closed the back door after our farewell, and the taxi pulled away. I watched it disappear down the street for a moment, then caught the next cab and headed home.

Even though I was finally alone after spending the entire day glued to Yeonju, my brain had no chance to rest. I was already busy thinking about what I needed to do first once I got back.

I’ve got a lot to handle, but first… I should check the Sex Status Window, right?

I got home and opened Yeonju’s Sex Status Window. Her numbers were on a completely different level compared to Mihee noona, the first woman I’d slept with. Thanks to that, I’d cleared the quest far faster than the several days I’d expected. I really owed her for that. I’d have to be careful not to hurt her if possible.

Alright then… let’s see what this body reinforcement feature is all about.

When I completed the quest, the “Appearance Reinforcement” function had changed to “Body Reinforcement.” I was curious exactly how it had evolved.

I closed the status window and tapped the body reinforcement button.

…Is this supposed to be me? It does look a lot like me.

Just like a CG model, a figure that resembled me stood on a black background with its arms and legs spread exactly shoulder-width apart. It seemed like a system that let me reinforce individual body parts. It felt like a clear upgrade from the old appearance reinforcement, which had been limited to the face.

“Wait a second… then maybe…”

A brilliant idea struck me. Heart racing with excitement, I touched the area around the groin.

“Whoa… this is insane. There’s anesthesia?”

I was so moved I nearly cried. The pain hadn’t been as catastrophic as when my height increased, but having my face reconstructed had still hurt like hell. It wasn’t enough to make me sob uncontrollably, but tears would still leak out if I tried to endure it. Compared to the benefits I gained from my appearance, it was nothing, but I wasn’t a masochist. Less pain was always better.

The fact that they’d added a perfectly timed anesthesia function proved this app was truly top-tier. I had no idea how effective the anesthesia would be, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but without hesitation I tapped the reinforcement button. So far, this app had never once disappointed me in terms of performance.

-Sliiide. Sliiide.

Hmm… so this is what it feels like…

With the pain gone, I could feel the reinforcement process in much clearer detail. It felt like my dick was stretching out the way it did when I got morning wood, and the sensation stopped after only a few minutes.

“Whoa…”

I checked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠right away to see if it was already finished. My penis had clearly become longer and thicker. Even though I wasn’t fully erect, prominent blue veins stood out. Visually, it already looked far more imposing than before.

The time it takes to reinforce seems a lot shorter too… and the effect is crazy. If I take it to level three, it’ll probably be on another level entirely…?

The performance was incredible. A strong impulse to spam the penis reinforcement button surged through me, but I barely held myself back by pinching my thigh. That wouldn’t be a flex—it would just be stupid. Spending money boldly without hesitation was one thing. Spending it like an idiot was another.

Right… there are plenty of other areas. I can’t dump everything into my dick. I need to buy a car too… Maybe I’ll spend around two hundred million won for now?

I reinforced every body part once. The process ended up costing a little over two hundred million won, but I didn’t regret it at all. Money would come rolling in as long as I kept having sex. For now, it made sense to spread out the reinforcements, figure out my priorities, and strengthen the areas I needed most in the proper order.

Wow… even at level one the difference is this big?

After finishing all the reinforcements, I examined my entire body like a newly born cyborg. I clenched and unclenched my fists, cracked my neck muscles, tried flying kicks, threw phantom spin blows into the air—every ridiculous test I could think of. The conclusion was simple.

This is insane… This isn’t even the same body anymore…

It wasn’t just the usual “I feel light on a good day” sensation. My body overflowed with vitality. I could instinctively tell that something fierce kept boiling up in my chest, and no matter how wildly I released that energy, my solid bones and tough, elastic muscle fibers would handle it without any problem.

So this is how people born with golden spoons in their mouths have always felt. No wonder they go crazy—they can’t contain all this energy.

If I compared it to cars, this wasn’t simple tuning. It was like switching vehicle classes entirely. The difference in energy I felt between my original body and the reinforced one was as vast as the gap between a compact car and a supercar.

Did reinforcing every part evenly create some kind of synergy? I never expected the effect to be this good…

Each area had its own characteristics. Strengthening the heart and lungs improved cardio, reinforcing the testicles boosted stamina, and strengthening the thighs increased agility and muscle power. When all those varied effects combined, the result was overwhelming. If I had been stupid enough to focus only on my penis, I would never have achieved anything close to this.

Of course my dick would have become massively huge, but what good would that do? No matter how sharp a sword is, if you can’t wield it properly it’s useless. And if you attach a giant missile but can only thrust weakly a few times before blowing your load, that’s honestly worse than an average dick.

Hmm… spreading the reinforcements evenly like this seems like a good plan… The problem is money, though…

Especially important areas like the penis, testicles, and brain had enormous reinforcement costs. I’d managed to stay around the two-hundred-million mark by only doing level one on everything. From level two onward the prices entered an entirely different dimension. To bring my whole body to level two would probably require several billion won at the very least.

Money… I need a lot more money…

I clenched my fist tightly. The path to earning that money was clear.

More luxury… stronger sex…