Round 3-1
Yeon-hee sat with a dazed expression, her mind foggy and her thoughts scattered.
Her body. Her very name. This game had rewritten everything about her.
“Hey, what should we do with our cute little pet? Since you’re our little toy, why don’t we go for a walk?”
Every time Dae-yeon tugged on the leash, shaking it this way and that, Yeon-hee had no choice but to follow, unable to resist.
“Let’s get started.”
Geon-woo spoke in a flat, emotionless voice.
At some point, Geon-woo had begun ignoring Yeon-hee completely. The version of him who had eagerly helped before, who had raged at Dae-yeon’s antics, had vanished from sight.
Yeon-hee couldn’t guess the reason. She only felt that something was terribly, terribly wrong.
When Geon-woo pressed the start button, a black bead began to glow.
“Aw, I had so much to do with Yeon-hee, but…”
A moment later, Min-jeong tumbled out of the bead.
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“Oof!”
She hit the floor hard on her backside, and several photos scattered around her.
Min-jeong startled, quickly gathering the pictures.
“Whoa, is this really Lee Min-jeong?”
Dae-yeon held up the photos and spoke. In them, the Min-jeong from before wore only skimpy underwear that barely covered her chest and private parts, striking a provocative pose. Ordinary Min-jeong would never have worn anything like that, nor struck such a pose.
“Give them back!”
Min-jeong snatched the photos from Dae-yeon and ripped them to shreds in the trash can.
“Ugh, what a waste. But what kind of outfit was that?”
“It was from the studio. That damn choker wouldn’t come off.”
“Min-jeong, you’re safe. You worked hard.”
Yeon-hee rushed over and hugged her tightly. It had only been a short time, yet it felt like seeing her after a long absence. Thank goodness she had returned unharmed.
But the hug felt different from before. The weight of those enormous breasts pressing against her own chest was unmistakable.
“Min-jeong, your chest… No, not just your chest?”
Min-jeong had never been particularly curvy. Neither bad nor good, really. To Yeon-hee, it had never been a factor at all; she had plenty of other merits.
Yet right now, that body was so voluptuous it could have passed for a gravure idol.
The hoodie and bikini she had worn before were gone. In their place she wore a short leather mini dress that plunged deep between her breasts, exposing the lush mounds and the deep valley of cleavage. Her narrow waist flared into wide hips.
Looking at the woman in front of her, Yeon-hee could barely believe it was Min-jeong.
“What on earth happened over there?”
Min-jeong tilted her head at the question.
“Oh, all sorts of things… But who are you?”
Min-jeong didn’t recognize the changed appearance of the woman before her. Turning to Geon-woo, she asked, “Who is this person? Where did our oppa go? Wait, and the clothes…”
The outfit she had picked from the closet herself. A sheer, semi-transparent top paired with a light blue skirt.
The woman standing before her wore exactly that. Surely not…
“That’s your boyfriend.”
Min-jeong’s eyes widened in shock. One shock was the drastic change in appearance, the other was that the name “oppa” no longer came to mind at all—though she had known it once, it now surfaced only as a completely different, utterly alien name.
“Unni? No, wait… Huh? Unni? Unni?”
Every time she tried to call her “oppa,” the word slipped out as “unni” instead.
“Why does it always come out as unni? And why does that name Song Yeon-hee keep popping up? There’s no way unni’s name is Song Yeon-hee. Not only has her appearance changed, but her name too… What the hell is going on?”
Min-jeong knew Yeon-hee. They had been acquaintances in the club, but not close. After dating, the wounds Yeon-hee had inflicted had lingered for a very long time. Every time Min-jeong failed to answer her calls at work, she would grow anxious. If she announced an MT trip, Yeon-hee would fiercely protest.
“Oppa, I’m not that unni! I don’t cheat, so you can believe me!”
It had taken forever to open her heart again, and trust had been hard to rebuild. While she pitied her own boyfriend, the resentment toward that Song Yeon-hee woman burned deeply.
To cause such cruel pain to such a tender person.
Yet her boyfriend’s name was Song Yeon-hee? That didn’t make sense.
Still, the previous name refused to surface no matter how hard she tried. Even in chats, everyone called her Yeon-hee now.
“Min-jeong, really…”
“Yeon-hee, shh. Stop explaining for now. We have a game to play.”
Dae-yeon tugged the leash and spoke. Yeon-hee fell silent.
Min-jeong was nearly stunned. She had suffered in that strange studio and come back to find her boyfriend transformed into a woman, his name changed to her ex-girlfriend’s, and now bound like a pet by a leash, obediently following Dae-yeon’s commands.
“Hey, Kim Dae-yeon. Explain this situation. What did you do?”
“You calling me ‘oppa.’ We can talk about that later. The round has already started, you know?”
By now, a new directive had appeared on the black bead.
- Welcome to Round 3.
- Starting with Round 3, the following rules apply.
- Reward coin acquisition is increased fivefold.
- Desire Fog covers the field. Effect: All players gain +2 sexual desire, -2 resistance to the opposite gender, and +2 happiness.
Chiiiik—
Steam began spraying from the black bead.
“Mmmph…”
Min-jeong held her breath for the moment. The pale pink fog slowly filled the villa. It was obvious it was something one should never breathe in.
Ventilate! I have to ventilate.
Min-jeong hurried toward the window, but it wouldn’t open an inch. Despite all the locks being unlocked, something seemed to be catching it, so it remained sealed. The villa door, the bathroom exhaust fan—none of them could be used to clear the fog. The entire mountain villa was now thick with the pale pink mist.
It was getting harder to hold her breath.
Just a little. Breathe in slowly.
“Huuueeeep…”
Min-jeong’s eyes grew unfocused after inhaling the fog.
‘Why did I hold my breath? Nothing happened. I feel… good…’
Yeon-hee’s worry, the strange fog, everything seemed ordinary now. It was just a game. Nothing bad would happen. Everything would return to normal after it ended. Let’s hurry and finish the game.
Back on the game board, Dae-yeon was groping Yeon-hee’s tiny chest while Yeon-hee made no resistance and simply let out soft moans. Geon-woo pulled her into his embrace from behind.
Min-jeong was bewildered but didn’t resist. It was just friends hugging. Was this strange…?
“Dae-yeon oppa, roll the dice already.”
Min-jeong spoke while still in Geon-woo’s arms. His hand kept touching her body more and more boldly.
Dae-yeon rolled the dice. Three, then four. Dae-yeon’s piece advanced seven spaces forward.
- Special Event: Orgasm Arena
- This round is a one-on-one confrontation with your opponent.
- Every player must bring their partner to climax using the provided tools, and the target must hold out.
- The targeted opponent must obey any requests.
- Time limit: 5 minutes.
- Successful players receive rewards, failed players receive penalties.
- Avoid other forms of foreplay beyond the tools as much as possible.
- Tool is provided to Player 1.
A black dildo suddenly appeared beside the black bead. When Dae-yeon picked it up, the fog’s effect on her mind became slightly dulled. The attacker seemed to feel the fog’s influence less.
Dae-yeon ordered Yeon-hee.
“Lift your skirt and pull down your panties.”
Yeon-hee raised her skirt. The black lace panties underneath were already soaked. It was embarrassing to remove them, but it was both a command and a rule of the game.
When Yeon-hee pulled them down, her glistening pink folds were fully exposed.
Min-jeong unconsciously stared at Yeon-hee’s pussy. Just a moment ago they had only touched, yet it looked like this. Somehow… it looked delicious.
Between the folds, a thread connected to a rotor could be seen. When Dae-yeon pulled, the rotor slid out easily.
Ziing—
The rotor’s vibration echoed through the room. Dae-yeon switched it off via the app and tossed it into a corner. It would be more than enough. Dae-yeon recalled the conversation with Koping.
“Hurry and choose. One minute left.”
“Ah, I don’t know. Recommend one. As long as it’s one, but the other I want to completely ruin.”
“If you want to dominate and corrupt someone, I recommend the ‘Dominator’s Rotor.’ Only the owner can remove it, and the pleasure when it activates is hundreds of times greater than a normal rotor.”
“Can the owner change? What if I uninstall the app?”
“As long as you don’t transfer it to someone else, the buyer is the owner! The app can be reinstalled easily, so don’t worry!”
Koping really gave a good recommendation.
With the rotor already activated at the start of the round, Yeon-hee’s pussy was highly sensitive.
Dae-yeon gently rubbed the tip of the dildo against Yeon-hee’s entrance. Five minutes to finish. Even though she was already dripping with excitement, she couldn’t rush it.
“Huuuueeeen… good…”
Every time the dildo touched her, Yeon-hee twisted her hips and moaned. The fact that she had once been a man had completely vanished from her mind. Her sexual desire boiled, and her resistance to the opposite sex faded.
Dae-yeon smiled and slowly pushed the dildo inside.
“Hwaeek!”
Yeon-hee’s hips arched sharply backward.
“Ouch! Strange! This… what is this… Aaaah! Pull… pull it out!”
Dae-yeon ignored her words and began a slow piston motion with the dildo.
The unfamiliar pain gradually turned into pleasure.
Moans spilled from Yeon-hee’s mouth as her hips moved back and forth.
“Hik… uueet… haaaan… good, it feels so good… My head… my head is weird… more, more…”
Insane woman, she’s squeezing me so tight. She was a man, right? Her hip movements gradually quickened. There wasn’t much time left.
“Yeon-hee.”
“Uueeen… I… don’t like that name…”
“Now accept it. You can’t even remember other names.”
“Aaaah! Aaaah! I… I still hate…!”
“Stop being spoiled. You’re acting like a woman.”
“Heueeuk… I… I’m a man… a man… but… I want to become a woman… I don’t know…”
“Yeon-hee, I’m really curious. How far you’ll change.”
“Huuueet… no! Stop, stop… Aaaaah!”