Round 3-2
“Haa… haa…”
Yeon-hee lay sprawled on the floor, unable to move.
This was her first climax since becoming a woman. It was so overwhelmingly powerful that her consciousness had nearly floated away, far beyond anything she had ever felt as a man.
Jeong Dae-yeon sat in front of the game board, his dick still buried deep inside her ass, the dildo unmoving.
Jeong Dae-yeon had always carried a complex about his own penis size. Every time he read online threads ranking dick lengths or articles asking “What is the average?” he would feel stressed. But now none of that mattered anymore.
The weight pressing down from below felt completely different.
And the dildo characteristic. When Dae-yeon exerted just a little effort, his cock stood up rock-hard. The size and stiffness were nothing like before.
Maybe he should test something else.
Dae-yeon looked down at Yeon-hee. The dildo that had just been buried inside him had been pulled out, and she was wearing panties.
Right now a small flesh-colored pouch had appeared on her lower abdomen.
Should I do this?
Dae-yeon grabbed the pouch with his hand and stretched it wide.
“Aaaagh!”
“Unnie, are you okay?”
“Ugh… I suddenly really need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
Yeon-hee walked toward the bathroom with a panicked expression. Just moments ago she had been fine, but now she felt like she was about to burst from needing to pee so badly.
She rushed into the bathroom, yanked her panties down, and sat on the toilet.
“Eeeek?”
Nothing came out. Not a single drop.
No matter how she tried—relaxing, pushing, straining—her urethra remained completely dry.
This… what the hell is this…?
Yeon-hee remembered the text she had read in the instructions earlier. Bladder Control.
Clearly Jeong Dae-yeon had done something to her body.
“Hey, Jeong Dae-yeon, what the hell are you—uuh?!”
Dae-yeon pushed the bladder even fuller. Yeon-hee collapsed onto the floor, feeling like she was about to explode.
“Aaaah… my stomach feels like it’s going to burst.”
“Why? Go to the bathroom and just—pee already.”
“Shut up, please… stop… I’m going to die…”
Jeong Dae-yeon simply grinned at her desperate plea.
“Alright, if you say it like this I’ll let you go. ‘Dae-yeon oppa, I’m going to wet my panties. Please pee already.’”
“S-shut up, you crazy bastard…”
“Jeong Dae-yeon, stop it!”
Min-jeong shouted, unable to hold back anymore. Even though her head was hazy with pink mist, she looked truly dangerous right now.
“Aaaah!”
When Dae-yeon pressed firmly on the swollen bladder, Yeon-hee writhed on the floor clutching her belly.
“Just watch. Got it?”
“M-Min-jeong… I’m fine…”
Yeon-hee cried and crawled over to Dae-yeon, kneeling in front of him.
“Dae-yeon oppa, please pee already.”
“That’s not the line I gave you.”
“It’s the same thing… why are you making me say this…”
If he wanted to see her humiliated, he could just issue a command. Since she had already become a pet, she had no choice but to obey.
But Dae-yeon was forcing her to speak of her own volition.
“That’s not fun at all. Say it with your own will.”
Yeon-hee begged in a tearful voice, no longer able to endure the pain.
“D-Dae-yeon oppa… I’m going to wet my panties… please… pee already…”
Dae-yeon nodded. Yeon-hee ran straight for the bathroom.
“You’re doing way too much…”
“What? Just start already.”
Dae-yeon handed Min-jeong the dice. She sighed and rolled.
I have to finish quickly. Once the game ends, everything will go back to normal.
Tuk deggurreureu
Min-jeong’s dice rolled a 7.
A small plastic device appeared beside the game board. It looked like a T-shape with a thin S-shaped handle in the middle and a round rod protruding from it. It vaguely resembled a dildo, but the rod was slightly curved in the middle and shorter than expected.
“What… is this?”
Min-jeong hesitated while holding it. A simple explanation appeared on the black orb.
“Oh my…”
Min-jeong stared at the tool in wonder. Lube was already smeared on the tip of the aneros, making it slick. All she had to do now was choose her target.
“Hey, Jeong Dae-yeon.”
Min-jeong pointed at Dae-yeon. He frowned with an awkward expression.
“Turn around and lower your pants.”
The person being pointed at had to obey the command. Dae-yeon obediently turned and pulled his pants and underwear down. His anus was now exposed to Min-jeong.
“How dirty…”
Despite the thick pink mist filling the room, the sight didn’t feel particularly lewd.
Min-jeong wondered if this was the right move. If she failed, she’d get penalized…
But the opponent had already been chosen, and she couldn’t go back. She had to crush Dae-yeon’s momentum here.
“Uuh!”
When Min-jeong pushed the aneros in, Dae-yeon let out a moan.
That was all it took. Aneros took time to get used to even for people who liked prostate stimulation. Dae-yeon had no such experience, and Min-jeong had never seen this device before. It was difficult to force an orgasm in this situation.
“Heh heh, I’m not a poop smuggler. My dad used to suffer from prostate issues, so thanks!”
“H-hurry up and get out.”
Min-jeong sighed and headed to the bathroom. She felt utterly humiliated.
She had to crush Dae-yeon, yet against Geon-woo she would have won? She shook her head. From the moment that bizarre aneros appeared, no matter who she chose, her defeat was guaranteed.
The price of defeat was heavy. Dominance had increased by one. Now it was +2. How many times had Yeon-hee stacked dominance before it reached that point?
When they left for the photo mission it was only +2. Now it was probably +3 or +4.
Maybe the moment dominance reached one more, she would become Dae-yeon’s pet too. The thought of a leash tightening around her neck sent shivers down her spine.
She really couldn’t lose now.
Min-jeong stood up from the toilet and pulled her panties back on. The thin thong panties she had never worn before. The bikini panties she had worn during the photo shoot had now become these.
Ugh… this feeling is weird…
Thanks to her now-sensitive anus, the thong digging in felt painfully real.
Shower
Even after washing her face her mind wouldn’t clear. A while ago during the game she had been fine, but now she felt hazy and her lower body ached. If she let her guard down even a little she was afraid she might lose herself.
When she came out of the bathroom, Dae-yeon and Geon-woo suddenly stopped talking. It looked like they were discussing a strategy.
“What? Why did you stop suddenly? Unnie, what were you guys talking about?”
“Ah… it’s nothing.”
Yeon-hee’s expression looked off somewhere. Min-jeong felt uneasy.
Next was Geon-woo’s turn.
Tuk deggurreureu
12 and 7.
Geon-woo’s dice moved 19 spaces forward, instantly taking the lead.
This time a massive device appeared beside the game board. It looked like a saddle you could ride on, with restraints on the wrists and ankles to prevent you from getting off.
Attached to the saddle were structures shaped like dildos and small protrusions.
“Kuk kuku, this is a cybian.”
Dae-yeon said with amusement. He had seen similar female cams riding these and doing provocative broadcasts.
“I’ll do it.”
“Don’t act cocky.”
Yeon-hee tried to climb onto the saddle, but Dae-yeon yanked the leash.
“Min-jeong. You’re getting on.”
Geon-woo pointed at Min-jeong.
“Alright.”
As Min-jeong climbed on, a vague unease washed over her.
What exactly were they talking about earlier? Should she trust the words of Yeon-hee who had been dominated by Dae-yeon?
Thinking about it, Geon-woo had been weird. He didn’t seem concerned at all while Yeon-hee was being treated like that, and he had even groped her body.
Most of all, he had pointed directly at her without hesitation. He had ordered her to do something with no guilt or reluctance.
The Geon-woo she knew would never do something like this.
Was all of this because of the pink mist?
She wanted to stop, but she couldn’t. She had already been pointed at, and according to the game rules she had to cooperate.
Min-jeong stripped off her underwear and climbed onto the saddle.
Thanks to the aphrodisiac of the mist, her pussy was already soaked. Carefully, she pushed the dildo inside her and sat down.
“Uuuuh…”
A faint pleasure brushed through her body. Geon-woo secured her wrists and ankles with the device.
“Starting now.”
She pressed the switch. The saddle began to move slowly. The embedded dildo vibrated while the nearby protrusions stimulated her clit.
“Ah, aaah… this feels good…”
“Min-jeong, are you okay?”
“U-uh… unnie, this is fine. I can hold on.”
Based on past experience, this level wouldn’t let her cum in five minutes. Plus, unlike the dildo or aneros, the cybian was a self-pleasure device with no room for the partner to interfere.
I’m sorry, but this round I have to win.
Min-jeong glanced at Geon-woo standing in front of her. His face was expressionless.
What was he thinking?
Geon-woo suddenly pulled his pants and underwear down at once. Geon-woo’s rock-hard erection appeared right in front of Min-jeong.
“Haa…”
The thick, musky smell filled her nose.