Round 4-3
A pair of glass cups suddenly appeared beside the black marble.
Without warning, Dae-yeon's and Geon-woo's pants and underwear slid down to their ankles, and the cups shot forward to cover their crotches.
“Aaaah!!”
With a rhythmic squelch, the glasses began to milk their cocks, just like milking machines or breast pumps.
“These crazy glasses… they’re sucking everything out.”
Dae-yeon, still in shock from the last extraction, stared in disbelief as the glasses drained him completely, then fell away from his groin.
The empty glasses floated in the air, rapidly shuffling like a shell game, impossible to tell whose semen they held.
After a long moment, one cup descended, filled to the brim with a thick, creamy liquid.
“The semen is diluted… but the scent is overwhelming.”
The rich night-blooming jasmine fragrance filled the room. Two identical glasses. One belonged to Dae-yeon, the other to Geon-woo.
Yeon-hee caught Min-jeong’s eye and gave a tiny nod. As promised earlier, it was time for Min-jeong to win.
She examined the semen closely.
Because of the strange Semen Imprint effect, swallowing Dae-yeon’s semen would immediately trigger mental domination.
Even now, with everything already so different… what could “me” even mean anymore?
She couldn’t afford any mistakes. One sip might be enough to tip the balance of control.
After a brief hesitation, Yeon-hee chose the cup on the right.
“I’ll drink this one. That’s Geon-woo’s, and the other is Dae-yeon’s.”
She spoke with absolute certainty.
“Unnie, are you sure? If you drink Dae-yeon’s semen by mistake, you’ll get mind-controlled!”
“Yeah, look at the color first… it’s darker.”
Yeon-hee’s logic was sound.
The semen in her cup looked thicker and smelled richer. When swirled gently, it felt noticeably more viscous and sticky.
There were also small clumps, suggesting higher protein content.
Geon-woo’s cock was monstrous—stronger and more potent than Dae-yeon’s by far.
Min-jeong still couldn’t tell them apart. Yeon-hee had explained, but her own eyes and nose refused to cooperate.
“I can’t tell at all… is it really different?”
“It is different. Just take mine. You can drink the other one.”
“Unnie, wait.”
“What?”
“Mine doesn’t look right either. Is this the one you’re holding?”
Min-jeong offered her cup to Yeon-hee.
“Well… it does look a bit flat.”
“Color? The clumps?”
“Hmm… yellowish. There’s a little clump. It looks just like Dae-yeon’s.”
“Unnie, this one is Geon-woo’s.”
Min-jeong handed her own cup over.
She had been thinking the whole time that Yeon-hee was obsessing over the wrong semen. She was fixating only on the one she held, completely ignoring hers.
“Unnie, you’re clinging to that one like it’s Dae-yeon’s. You’re not even realizing you’re the one holding Geon-woo’s.”
“Huh? No way. This is definitely Geon-woo’s.”
Yeon-hee turned away, trying to pull the cup back.
No matter how she looked, it seemed to be the right one.
Maybe it was.
Maybe she should give it to Min-jeong.
“Whoa, even I think Min-jeong’s is mine. Yeon-hee’s is definitely not.”
Dae-yeon chimed in from the side.
“Exactly. It looks thicker to me.”
“Unnie, no! Please wake up!”
“Min-jeong-ah, this is correct. Trust me. Your eyes have always been sharp.”
“Unnie, the fact that you’re choosing it at all is the proof! Just listen to me!”
“Hah, no way. Honestly, I’ve listened to almost everything you’ve said so far. This time, trust my judgment.”
Yeon-hee’s voice had started to turn frustrated.
Min-jeong felt utterly helpless, like yelling at a wall.
Even in such an obvious choice, Yeon-hee refused to hear her.
In the end, Min-jeong gave up with a tired sigh.
“Fine. I give up. Unnie, put that down. Don’t drink even one drop. Understand?”
“Of course. Just sip a little and win.”
Yeon-hee set her cup down and leaned back, clearly no intention of drinking.
“Yeon-hee, at least sip a little. You have to win too!”
Dae-yeon tried to persuade her from the side, but Yeon-hee ignored him completely.
Yes, mind-control influence was blocked during missions.
Unnie, please just stay still.
Min-jeong picked up her cup and took a small sip. The taste was sharp, salty, and slippery—perhaps the worst swallow she had ever experienced.
“Ugh… it’s disgusting…”
It was a relief that she only needed one sip. She set the cup on the floor and stared at the black marble.
At that moment, new text appeared on the marble.
[Player 4 suspected of intentional match-fixing – Deliberate loss]
[New penalty will be imposed if you continue in the game]
[Current accumulated penalties for Player 4: 3]
Yeon-hee’s pupils trembled. The previous penalty had turned her into a horny mess whenever any man was nearby.
Now, with Dae-yeon and Geon-woo beside her, her chest pounded and her crotch throbbed unbearably.
If she received another penalty here, she truly didn’t know what would happen.
“Min-jeong-ah… what should we do…?”
“Unnie… just one more sip. You drink one more too.”
Min-jeong was terrified. Even just holding it felt like she might be robbed of it.
“For real? Only one sip? Absolutely?”
Yeon-hee nodded and slowly brought the cup to her lips.
One sip.
She took a small mouthful, then swallowed it down.
Good. Stop there.
But Yeon-hee’s hand lowered anyway. The cup still remained pressed to her mouth.
“Unnie…? You have to put the cup down…”
A wicked smile spread across Yeon-hee’s face. The kind of blissful smile one gets after tasting something incredibly delicious.
Min-jeong felt pure fear from that smile.
One more sip. And another.
Yeon-hee began drinking the semen like water.
No… this can’t be!
Min-jeong gulped it down as fast as she could. She couldn’t let Yeon-hee win.
If Yeon-hee won, she had no idea what Dae-yeon would command her to do. She drank even faster than if she were chugging water.
The overwhelming night-blooming jasmine scent and the sticky, thick texture made her want to vomit again and again, but she forced it down.
“Ah…!”
Yeon-hee let out a satisfied moan and slammed the empty cup onto the floor.
The taste was sweeter and more refreshing than any drink she had ever had. The moment it touched her tongue, happiness flooded her, and she couldn’t stop until she had drained it completely.
She felt that nothing in the world could possibly taste this good. Even if she had to drink it every single day, she would be happy.
She licked her lips clean, leaving not a single drop on her tongue.
Clack.
Min-jeong set her empty cup down. The timing was almost identical to Yeon-hee’s.
Yeon-hee had enjoyed hers slowly, while Min-jeong had gulped hers desperately, but the moment they had finished was nearly the same.
“Please… please…”
Min-jeong stared at the black marble with desperate hope.
Player 4 Victory! Player 2 Defeat!
Reward: 1250 Gold Coins
Semen Imprint Effect Activated
Semen Collected So Far: Oral (5 times), Vaginal (0 times), Pregnancy (X)
Mental Domination Activation Percentage Calculated…
“Player 2 has mind-control influence—ugh!”
Yeon-hee snapped back to her senses, staring at the result in panic, only to be stopped by Dae-yeon.
“Yeon-hee, what’s the rush? We just won the prize money. Enjoy it properly.”
Dae-yeon grabbed the leash around Yeon-hee’s neck and pulled her close.
“Quietly suck my cock.”
Effect: Mental enslavement through ejaculation inside a female player
Penalty for breach: Permanent loss of control and feminization
Duration: Indefinite until terminated by dominant party
The effect of the Semen Imprint took hold. A faint tattoo began to appear on Yeon-hee’s lower abdomen.
A lewd, tight design shaped like a uterus.
Thud-thud.
Yeon-hee’s heart began to race.
This was not the time… She had to choose her attributes and level up quickly.
But why?
Dae-yeon’s cock… looked delicious.
Just moments ago it had disgusted her… but something felt wrong.
She had always loved sucking cock… Had she told him that? If she had, he might have let her do it sometimes.
It was so cute.
Churp-churp.
Dae-yeon stroked Yeon-hee’s head as she sucked him, lost in thought.
“Choose the player’s preferred attribute or transfer your own.”
“Player 2 attributes: Exhibitionism +2, Body Reinforcement +1, Sensitive Anus, Sensitive Vagina”
“Player 4 attributes: Feminization +3, Fashion Sense +2, Permanent Wet Vagina, Nipple Sensitivity +1, Universal Onahole”
Geon-woo was watching from the opposite side.
“Hyung, what do we do? You’re the one who decides.”
“Yeah. What do you think? Maybe the sensitive vagina… or…”
“Take the exhibitionism.”
“Why?”
“My body is prettier right now, and I need the other ones more.”
“Geon-woo, what exactly are you trying to—”
“Ugh!”
Geon-woo lowered his pants and pulled out his cock. Immediately, Min-jeong quietly took him into her mouth.
Churp-churp-churp.
That guy was a total pervert.
“Got it. Yeon-hee, can you lift your head?”
“Churp… Why, hyung?”
Yeon-hee’s tone and expression changed completely. All the hostility vanished, replaced by a gentle smile as she looked at Dae-yeon.
As if the events of today had never happened.
“You heard? Min-jeong took the exhibitionism attribute.”
“Hmm… Why not just give me the same fashion sense? Min-jeong would love it.”
“No. Request the exhibitionism.”
“Understood. All stats?”
“No, just one.”
Geon-woo answered for Min-jeong, still with his cock in her mouth.
When Yeon-hee placed the request on the marble, one of Min-jeong’s exhibitionism attributes transferred to her.
An odd feeling washed over her.
The panties that had embarrassed her moments ago now felt perfectly comfortable.
Everyone was looking at her chest right now.
She could even show them more openly.
Yeon-hee unconsciously arched her back to emphasize her breasts.
“Well done. Now keep sucking.”
“Mmm.”
Churp-churp-churp.
“Okay, roll the dice. It’s your turn.”
Dae-yeon passed the dice to Geon-woo.
Tock… clatter… clatter…
Geon-woo moved seven spaces forward.
🏛 Type: Collection Mission
⚔ Difficulty: 30-minute limit
📍 Objective: Collect as many female player phone numbers as possible
💀 The player with the most numbers wins; in case of ties, the one who collected them first wins
“Outstation mission? That seems kind of random, doesn’t it?”
“Whatever. This game is like that.”
The marble flashed, and both Geon-woo and Dae-yeon disappeared. Only Min-jeong and Yeon-hee remained in the villa.
An awkward silence hung between them.