Sorry, You Trashy Pussy~
Once I'd confirmed the skill's performance, I pulled my hands from Senior Arang's hair and immediately grabbed the showerhead, blasting water straight down over her head.
Still nestled against me, hips twitching and grinding against my cock like she was trying to curry favor with it, Senior Arang startled as the water poured over her. A flicker of clarity seemed to return; she abruptly yanked her royal ass away from the pleasant, rhythmic squeeze she'd been giving my dick.
"You—get the hell out of here right now. Get out, right n—pffft!"
I could fool my own eyes, but the app's eyes were another matter entirely.
Matching the even higher arousal number, Senior Arang was panting in heat. I kept the water running until not a single bubble remained in her hair, then squeezed a generous amount of body wash onto a shower towel and worked up a thick lather.
"What the fuck is this bastard? None of the assholes I know have a power like this—what are you doing now? What the hell are you trying this time?! L-let go of me!"
"Stop thrashing. I'm just going to wash you. Besides, you already know thrashing won't get you anywhere against me."
"Ugh…"
If this had been her real body she wouldn't have dared make a peep, yet here she was, talking big enough that her guts had practically spilled out of her avatar. I casually pulled the struggling Senior Arang into a tight embrace, pinning her against me.
"Let—go…!! This son of a—fuck, your strength is disgusting."
"That's right. Be good… there we go. Such a good girl. So pretty when you behave. Being quiet feels so much better, doesn't it?"
"Goddammit, who the hell are you? I've never heard of some invisible bastard stronger than me."
Senior Arang was tall herself—181 cm—so calling her petite would have been a lie, but locking that fierce, violent senior tight against my chest still felt absurdly arousing. The flavor was something else entirely.
I looked down at the senior grumbling in my arms and flashed the most underhanded smile I could manage.
"What are you still curious about at this point? You already know. From now on, whenever I tell you to spread, you spread your pussy and take it—my personal dedicated cunt."
"Don't talk shit. I'll find you. No matter how many times I have to say it, I'll track you down and pay back every single thing you did to me!"
"What a complete slut."
Even on the verge of being raped by someone whose face she couldn't see, Senior Arang's spirit didn't break—it only burned hotter. She was promising revenge and telling me to brace myself. I couldn't help the quiet admiration: was there another woman this aggressively slutty anywhere in the world?
Still holding her, I slowly ran my soapy hands over her body and spoke.
"Is that so? Revenge is fine and all, but you should worry about yourself first. Until I reveal who I am, you're going to get trained like this by my hands every single day."
"Hmph… looks like you've got some strength but zero confidence in an actual fight. That's why you can't just walk up and challenge me properly—tell me you want to fuck my pussy, tell me to become your cock-sleeve sow!"
"So that's why I'm using this method to turn you into my personal breeding sow, right?"
"Hnn?!"
The moment she relaxed, thinking the scalp massage was over, I seized both of her massive breasts.
"I've never been told I have small hands, but in front of these tits they suddenly look like fireflies in front of a full moon."
"Hah—looks like the chronic masturbator worked his hands bigger by jerking that stupidly huge cock every damn day, hnn?!"
"Don't throw baseless accusations."
Determined not to lose the war of words, Senior Arang kept trying to land a hit. I responded by raking my fingers through the overflowing abundance filling my palms.
Even while I was kneading both heavy tits at once, she still managed to dig up something to mock me with. She let out the heat she'd been holding back under the crushing grip, then gave me a sly, smiling look.
"Baseless my ass. I've watched you miss the mark and fumble around my holes plenty of times already♡. Did you really think this unnie wouldn't notice you pretending to be experienced with women just to hide that you're a virgin? Hnnnnn?!"
Her senses were annoyingly sharp for no good reason.
I shifted my hands so that no one else could ever touch these breasts—imprinting on them that they were my exclusive milk-pussy and, someday, a sturdy milk bank for my kids—then moved straight to her nipples.
"A virgin talking big about what she knows?"
"You fucking virgin—you got nervous, didn't you♡. Doing this won't hide that you're the virgin who popped my cherry, kkuhooooh?! Crazy, my nipples…♡"
I pinched both nipples hard and pulled my arms straight forward. The triumphant smile on her face collapsed as her breasts stretched into artillery-shell shapes; the vulgar moan she'd been holding back finally tore free.
"That hurts! You bastard—only a virgin would yank someone else's tits like a caveman. The more you do this, the more it proves you were a virgin, kkuheeeing♡"
"Does it really hurt? From the way your pussy's pouring water, it doesn't look like it."
"Hnnnnngh?! Don't pull so hard♡"
Every time I pumped my arms forward and back like drawing water, Senior Arang's cunt intermittently gushed. Thick strands of love juice stretched and snapped between her sturdy thighs in time with the twitching of her pussy—enough that it almost looked like she was pissing herself.
After a long, focused nipple massage, I finally released her breasts and nipples, giving her a moment to catch her breath.
Senior Arang shuddered from head to toe with another sharp gasp, then turned a fierce grin on me.
"Had your fun?"
"…"
"What, something not working? In porn when you manhandle a girl's chest like that she starts leaking everywhere, right? Feeling the gap between the educational material and reality frying your brain?"
"…?"
This from the woman who'd just been moaning loud enough to bring the ceiling down under my hands. Even she seemed to realize how shameless she sounded; her ears had gone bright red, yet the words still poured out smooth as silk.
I know she can't afford to lose face, but she really has zero conscience.
"Huh? Feels like shit, doesn't it? You're going crazy because I won't moan the way you want. Classic virgin—can't even hide how desperate you are. Want this unnie to teach you a thing or two about women?"
I stayed silent, so she piled on the insults, trying to break my momentum. Sun Tzu said something about warfare being the art of deception—make the enemy angry, shake his heart, and openings appear.
She was clearly banking on the "you were a virgin" fact to provoke me into giving her whatever she wanted. I simply chuckled and answered.
"You're talking a lot more all of a sudden. Figured it out, have you? That filthy smell filling the bathroom…"
"What? Suddenly what are you—huh?!"
Her head tilted in confusion, then her eyes shook hard for a split second. She'd been so focused on teasing me she hadn't noticed the vulgar scent until now.
I clicked my tongue.
"I already knew you were a natural sow, but I didn't expect you to advertise it this hard. You haven't said a word, yet you're begging to be raped."
"What the fuck is this virgin bastard talking about?! This is just—my pussy is leaking the smell on its own! It has nothing to do with my will!"
"I never said it was pussy smell. You're just that gifted."
I'd used the Orc Massage skill to wind her up tight, yet I shamelessly pinned the blame on her own lewdness. Senior Arang knew full well I'd been messing with her all morning and at school; the sheer gall left her sputtering.
"This is all because of you in the first place! You messed with me this morning, then at school too… that's why I'm like this!"
"Is that so? Hmm… I see… sorry!"
"Huh? What—why are you apologizing so easily?"
"Well, thinking about it, I really did something pretty unforgivable."
"R-right? Raping someone while they were sleeping, then following them to school just to torment their pussy…"
"Yeah, yeah."
My unexpected agreement made her blink in confusion. Then her eyes sharpened again, convinced there had to be an ulterior motive.
"What are you scheming? What are you planning by apologizing?"
"No scheme. I'm genuinely apologizing. For spending the whole day doing nasty things to this messy, trashy pussy. A heartfelt apology."
"What?!"
Senior Arang looked at me like I'd grown a second head.
"Tr-trashy?! You virgin bastard just called my pussy trashy?! It is not trashy!"
Apparently "I'm strong, therefore my pussy is strong" was the hill she wanted to die on. The word "trashy" alone had her bristling. I tilted my head.
"If it's not a trashy pussy, then it's a natural breeding sow's, right? That's why you're dripping cunt juice and trying to seduce me into fucking you?"
"What kind of bullshit is that?! There's no way! This is all because you—"
"Then it's a trashy pussy. A normal virgin loses her cherry less than a day ago, gets a little massage, and her cunt is already twitching like 'please bully me a little more and I'll cum~♡'. Most people would call that a sow's pussy. But you say it isn't. So it must be trashy."
"How does that even follow?!"
I kept spinning pure nonsense after pure nonsense. Still, the word "trashy" had clearly gotten under her skin. Even while insisting it wasn't true, she bit her lip and looked down at the messy love juice still pouring from her own cunt.
I grinned and casually slid a hand toward her lower abdomen.
"Looks like you've accepted you're a natural sow after all."
"I have not! More importantly—you fucking virgin bastard, where the hell are you putting your hand?!"
"You said it isn't a sow's pussy, so I was about to show my apology properly."
"An apology? What does putting your hand on my stomach have to do with—w-wait a second?! How far down is that hand going?! That's my womb—"
"Sorry, you trashy pussy~ I'll send you right over~"
"W-wait, nngoooooh?!"
Fsssshhhhh-♡
The sudden womb massage shoved her past the edge. Senior Arang's cunt erupted in a tidal spray of climax.