EP.26 Level 4 - Study If You Don't Know (10)
Even under those conditions, she draws a line. My dick feeling good is good, and what I hate is hate—that's her logic. It's a personality issue on her end, so maybe I should just be satisfied with this much?
"What exactly do you want me to do?"
"Honestly, I don't know. So do whatever you want. Just don't use your trait."
That's a given. Of course, stabbing her in the back after pretending to believe her would be hilarious. But right now, to give her the biggest shock, she needs to drown in pleasure with zero conditions attached.
The real issue is whether I can pull it off. Truth be told, I have zero confidence.
Especially in the pussy department.
Everything I've done in training so far wasn't mindless. I planned each step anticipating a situation like this, and Yeo Yurim moved exactly as I predicted. It was so spot-on I almost felt grateful.
"Right, cast some physical enhancement on me. Your body's too tough; it's a hassle."
"Okay, done."
"Alright, for sex, the key is heating up the body first—as long as nothing weird's going on."
"Heat up the body?"
"Think dirty thoughts or do some caressing."
Jeong-ah's a weirdo where not holding back is consideration, so she's the exception. For normal women, though, you gotta preheat before sex—basic manners. Even in rape, if you don't want friction burn on your dick, you do the warmup right.
Of course, there are cheats.
Lube doesn't have to be pussy juice. Love gel or other lubricants work fine physically. But humans aren't just about raw sensation; we're emotional creatures too. The feeling of being cared for through caresses amps up sensitivity big time.
I can force it with Study If You Don't Know, but in vanilla sex, that's off the table. When I targeted Ayoung, I obsessed over how to draw out her sensitivity effectively. I tricked her common sense back then, but Yurim's got enough of that to see through it. Wiping those memories? Short-term's fine, but long-term it'd ripple too much. That's why erasing Ayoung's kiss memory felt like a one-off trick.
"Here, like this." I pull out my dick and start rubbing her palm with the glans.
Replicating the exact angle she used when masturbating with my cock earlier. To bring back that sensation crystal clear.
"Ha-ut♡"
I move gently, minding her hand. Not for my urges, but to make her feel good—like that's the whole point. The act might be lewd, but the process is tender, loving.
"Haa, haa..."
She naturally grips my dick and starts fiddling with it just like before. Back then, no other sensations mixed in, so she'll remember the pure pleasure from my cock vividly. Recreate it, and her brain replays the ecstasy.
"Hee-euk♡"
Her body trembles into orgasm. Objectively, cumming from this alone defies common sense. But her body's changes were within predictions.
No aversion to going over the edge.
Normal people have a mental block against climax—it's so good it blanks the mind, breeding a tiny fear that holds it back. But hers is imprinted with the terror of pleasure building endlessly without release. What if it happens again? Better cum quick to reset than risk no-orgasm hell. So now she's a broken mess, squirting uncontrollably whenever pleasure stacks.
"Hng♡ Haaaak♡"
Just replaying past memories and sensations has her cumming nonstop. Orgasms keep short-circuiting her thoughts. She doesn't realize her body's wrecked, so she mistakes it for "feels too good to hold back." Brains turn self-delusion into reality. Small climaxes become intense, unbearable ones in her head.
"This much is enough. Hands are erogenous zones, huh?"
"Haaa..."
Not the hands—it's my dick touching her anywhere now. I stroke her hair a few times, then spread her legs wide.
A string of pussy juice stretching from her slit. Proof she's fully preheated.
"Once she's ready like this, slide into the pussy slowly."
"W-wait. Scary. Feels too good already..."
"Gotta insert when she's like this so it doesn't hurt."
I ignore her protest and ease in. With enhancement on me, her pussy's more bearable than before. Huh? Wait, no—why does her inside mold perfectly to my dick's shape?
Well, duh.
Pussies start tight, stretch to fit, right? But it feels like she's carving a path exactly my length. Insane grip, yet no discomfort. Wild sensation.
"Like sheathing a sword in its perfect scabbard..."
"Hau-uk♡ Just putting it in feels so good♡"
"Scabbard... case? Oh, right."
The word hits me. Perfect fit already exists.
Dick case.
Nothing else describes her. Tamed to my shape, built to accept only my cock. A case made solely for me.
"Hng, getting used to it... speeding up now."
"Heuk♡ S-slow a bit♡ Euuk♡"
The sensation sharpens with faster thrusts. Like her pussy's considerate—glans presses, signaling advance, and she relaxes the path. Pulling out? Not squeezing, but massaging to milk semen.
Totally different from earlier fuck.
Like her pussy learned from before and evolved. Makes sense?
"Fuck, you're a dick case!"
"Hoo-ok♡ Hooo-ok♡ Love dick♡ Love dick♡ Love dick♡"
She was a mad cum-thief pussy before, strangling mercilessly. Now? Defeated, bowing naked for a blowjob vibe. That's my take on her pussy now.
"Hup, hup... Cumming inside! Get pregnant, you bitch!"
"Shi-ut♡ Nooo♡"
Thick semen floods her womb. I pull out and slump to the floor.
A living pussy serving its master. What the hell kind of body is this?
"U-hoo-ot♡ Cumming♡ So good♡ Dick too good♡"
Pshh! Pssshhh!
Consecutive orgasms drain her strength; she squirts clear urine like a fountain and collapses. Her tailbone tattoo's been flashing red, confirming it. Red fades, and she lies there blankly, basking in afterglow. Smiling happily like a painting. Power of beauty?
"Satisfied now?"
"...Definitely felt good."
But once lucid, her face clouds with doubt. She looked blissful— not enough?
"Not sure if it's that earlier sensation or just plain good. Keeps flashing back."
"Hm..."
I aimed for that. Though her body reacted honestly even from new angles, so maybe unnecessary. Still, even this fails to convince? Maybe oral doesn't count since we did it before. Where do I prove it then?
Mulling it over, my eyes land on her clear squirt puddle.
"Hey, physical enhancement hunters don't shit, right?"
"...Waste burns to mana. Urine's mostly water."
"So that hole's clean?"
"What? Wha—?"
She startles, hand flying to her pink anus.
No waste for them, so it's useless. Why keep it?
One reason.
Sex. Their second pussy. Untouched by me, so pleasure there proves my dick's the star.
"W-wait. That's dirty!"
"No shit, how's it dirty?"
"W-well..."
She gets it, head drooping in shame. Hesitantly, she pulls and spreads her anus.
"...What?"
The inside glistens with clear fluid. Finger in—warm, slick lube texture. Like pussy juice?
Chrysanthemum?
Finger smells like chrysanthemum. Physical types' asses smell floral? News to me.
"Can go right in."
"Wh-what? Why's it so wet here..."
"Pussy terraformed it already, probably."
Hunter bodies are weird. Anal mucus smelling like flowers?
"Pretty anus too."
She shivers at the praise. Shy after that massive orgasm? Her standards baffle me. I press my glans against it.
"Ugh!"
"Ah, stings a bit."
I stop at her wince. Undeveloped, unrelaxed—expected. I tease the rim with glans, loosening her up.
"Flower scent's intensifying. Trippy."
I stay sharp, easing my dick inside. Unlike her helpful pussy, the anus resists invasion rigidly.
"Th-this feels weird. Something's going in♡ Hee♡"
"Hang on a sec."
Slow in-out to relax. But oddly...
Way faster than expected.
Her anus adapts quicker than predicted. Like the pussy, walls now molding to me. Becoming another dick case already.
"Ha-uk♡ Deeper♡ Yeah, right there♡"
"Demanding much?"
She's diving into anal ecstasy at warp speed. Face says defeat—might as well enjoy.
"Dick case two? Nah, no chew."
Pussy's dick case. Anal? Something vulgar...
Got it.
"Take my cum, you shithole!"
Same meaning, but cruder for ass. Perfect. I piston hard; rooftop fills with chrysanthemum scent. She's lost to it, I'm lost to her aroma—we buck wildly.
"Here it comes!"
"Nng-ah♡"
Squelch! Squelch!
Snapping to, I'd emptied my balls. Pull out—she flops face-down. Cum erupts from her ass in bursts.
Dazzling, beautiful sight. Burned into my memory.