First Birth

I have no idea what the hell is going on.

I'd fantasized about it a few times... No, honestly, I did it pretty often.

Regressing and getting rich off Bitcoin. Regressing as an impossibly handsome guy and meeting beautiful women. The kind of story you see all the time in web novels, right?

But getting pregnant with a skill? That was something I'd never heard of or seen before.

The message window that had been chattering nonstop fell silent the moment I closed my mouth.

'Have I actually lost my mind? What the hell am I supposed to do now?'

As I agonized over it, one magical phrase floated into my head. The one every web novel reader knows by heart. The line that fit this exact situation perfectly.

"St-status window?"

"Whoa, it actually appeared. Why is this showing up?"

No matter how many times I looked at it, the name was completely catastrophic.

Skill Pregnancy (EX).

Part of me wanted to ignore it, but...

'What if I get pregnant without even realizing it?'

An unknown terror gripped me.

Was actual pregnancy possible?

How exactly did the impregnation happen?

I didn't even have a uterus.

Never mind the pregnancy—what about the delivery? Where was that supposed to come out?

Would giving birth to a skill hurt as much as giving birth to a child?

"Wow, this is seriously fucking terrifying."

The whole situation itself was terrifying.

If I had to go through something, I'd rather have been gender-swapped into a beautiful girl. Pregnancy was pure responsibility with zero pleasure, wasn't it?

"First, let's figure out what Skill Pregnancy even is."

The moment I muttered it, messages unfolded before me.

'So I really am giving birth to skills.'

Once a skill was used, it vanished and I immediately conceived a new one.

Did that mean I could keep using different skills indefinitely?

Honestly, I wasn't curious about the skills themselves right now.

"Pregnancy and birth... doesn't that mean it'll be exhausting and painful?"

Ding!

'Then there's basically no suffering involved?'

Even so, I couldn't relax.

This was still pregnancy and birth we were talking about. Just the words themselves felt repulsive.

'Besides, they don't seem particularly useful.'

If the explanation was accurate, every skill I gave birth to was single-use. Use it once and it was gone.

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Let's say I obtained an incredible batting skill. After one swing of the bat, it would disappear and I'd be plain old Kim Jihun again.

At best, it would only be good for a momentary gimmick.

"I have no idea what kind of side effects my body might suffer. If that's the case, I'd rather not get pregnant at all."

"What the fuck?"

A verbal curse burst out of me at the message.

Who asked to get me pregnant? And who the hell are you calling a mother?

I hadn't even had sex yet.

Well, even if I had, that didn't mean I should get pregnant.

"So I'm already pregnant with some skill I don't even know about?"

Getting pregnant, giving birth, and producing a "training skill" straight out of an erotic game. If it had been a lottery win or teleportation, maybe. But I had no idea what I was supposed to do with this.

I had zero desire to give birth just for something like that.

But since I was already pregnant, there was nothing I could do...

"Oh, wait. I don't actually have to give birth, do I?"

Just because I was pregnant with a skill didn't mean I had to deliver it.

The status window had definitely said I could choose whether to give birth or not.

I could just stay pregnant and endure it.

"Phew. As expected, living smart is the way. No wonder I was the top student."

I shook my head in relief.

If birth was scary, I just wouldn't do it.

I couldn't exactly become a one-man patriot raising the nation's abysmal 0.9% birth rate, could ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I?

"I wasted all that time for nothing. Let's just eat a late-night snack."

Maybe it was the tension, but I suddenly felt ravenously hungry.

I'd already finished the sushi, so I decided to make ramen.

Bubble bubble.

The fragrant aroma of ramen filled the pot.

I cracked an egg into it as well.

Ramen really was the best for someone living alone.

"Hehe! If I top this with kimchi... this ramen is fucking done for."

Grinning, I lifted a springy mouthful of noodles.

I brought it straight into my mouth—

"Uuuuuurgh!"

A wave of nausea surged up from deep inside my lower belly.

I bolted to the sink and dry-heaved violently.

Even the ramen I'd just eaten came pouring back out.

"Blegh! Urgh! W-what is this? Was the egg bad?"

No, this wasn't on that level.

It felt like my entire body was rejecting the ramen.

I quickly rinsed my mouth, but the disgusting sensation wouldn't go away.

"Ugh... my stomach feels awful."

Maybe because I'd just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tasted it, the once-fragrant smell of ramen now made me want to vomit.

In the end, I threw the entire pot away.

Even then, the queasiness remained, so I lay down on the bed.

'Why is my body acting like this all of a sudden?'

Ramen was my absolute favorite food.

As I tried to figure out what was happening, one thought flashed through my mind.

"...No way. Morning sickness?"

I was currently in a state of being 'pregnant' with a skill.

It was entirely possible I could experience morning sickness like a normal pregnant person.

"This is insane. It just keeps getting worse."

Just Skill Pregnancy was ridiculous enough, but now morning sickness too?

I was so unfairly screwed I felt like I could die.

"Bullshit! Shut the hell up. A Korean man doesn't submit to something like this."

I, Kim Jihun, a proud man.

I'd lived my whole life with a dick, jerking off.

For me to submit to morning sickness and give birth?

I'd rather become a dog.

Two hours passed like that.

"...Fuck. Woof woof."

I ultimately lost to the morning sickness...!

Female corruption? Me, experiencing female corruption?

But the pain of morning sickness truly surpassed imagination.

For two straight hours, I felt like I was constantly on the verge of throwing up.

Even staying still at home was this bad. There was no way I could live a normal life in this state.

"Sigh. Fine. It's not like I'm actually giving birth to a baby. It's just the terminology."

I hypnotized myself with those thoughts and sat on the bed.

At this point, I had no choice but to accept my fate.

...But how exactly did I give birth?

My stomach wasn't swollen like a real pregnant woman's, and I didn't feel any contractions.

"...D-delivery?"

I muttered it just in case, and light spread out.

Along with it, another message appeared.

A congratulatory message along with the acquired skill.

I didn't know whether I should be happy or not.

If it weren't for all this pregnancy and birth nonsense, I probably would have just accepted it.

"O-oh... Isn't this actually pretty good?"

Whether it actually worked or not was secondary.

Being able to make anyone I wanted suck my dick seemed incredibly overpowered.

Plus, this skill was only B-rank.

'From what I saw, skills go all the way up to EX-rank. So there must be skills even higher than sucking dick?'

If I played my cards right, couldn't this lead to actual sex?

Could I finally escape being a virgin?

"What? A million won?"

To a college student, a million won was an enormous amount of money.

Hell, it was a lot even for a working adult.

'They're just going to give it to me if I use the skill and fill up the points?'

Maybe this birth thing... wasn't so bad after all?

Even I had to admit that was a pretty catastrophic way to phrase it, but the results weren't bad.

Especially since giving birth hadn't hurt at all.

"And if this skill is real..."

I quietly let my imagination run wild.

Seong Miyeon, with her drop-dead gorgeous face and perfect body.

The bully of our department who treated me like a loser slave and always strutted around with that confident model walk.

That Seong Miyeon was going to suck my dick?

And she'd come to me first?

Gulp.

Just imagining it made blood rush to my dick.

It was something the old me could never have dreamed of.

Setting that aside, I was purely curious.

What did it feel like to have a woman use her mouth and tongue on my dick?

"Should I try it?"

After some hesitation, I called Seong Miyeon.

If it was her, I wouldn't feel any guilt making her suck my dick.

****

The next day.

Seong Miyeon and I met in an empty lecture room.

"Hey, loser. I told ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you I'd handle it myself."

Maybe because I'd called her out so suddenly, Seong Miyeon seemed to be in an even worse mood than usual.

Her sharp eyes glared at me, and it was honestly scary.

'If this had been the old me, I would've just cowered...'

But knowing that face would soon be sucking my dick made her look even more beautiful today. More erotic, too.

Honestly, having a bully suck my dick turned me on way more than some nice girl would.

"What are you grinning for? It's pissing me off."

"S-sorry."

"Ha! Now that I think about it, this is ridiculous. Look at you, all grown up. Calling your big sis out and everything."

Seong Miyeon pressed herself right up against me.

The soft sensation of her breasts naturally brushing against my arm.

Even through her bra, the softness was unreal.

"Ugh, fuck. This is hilarious. Does it feel good having your big sis rub her tits on you?"

I swallowed hard.

The way her flesh was pressing into me made it impossible to think straight.

It felt insanely good.

And the fact that it was Seong Miyeon doing it made it even better.

"I gave you your reward, so can I go now?"

"N-no. We really have to do this together. You don't want to get caught by the professor either, right?"

"Hmm..."

Seong Miyeon still looked unhappy, but she seemed to accept it.

She probably wanted to keep her top student status for the sake of her pride.

In the end, she crossed her legs and sat down.

It was a shame the feeling of her breasts disappeared.

"So what is it? I'm busy, so explain in ten seconds."

"Um, so while I was looking at the project proposal..."

I pretended to check my laptop while secretly activating the skill.

The skill activated successfully.

Now all that remained was to wait for Seong Miyeon to service me on her own.

"..."

"What are you looking at?"

"Huh?"

"Why are you just sitting there staring?"

"O-oh, it's nothing."

Flustered, I turned my gaze back to the laptop screen.

A cold sweat ran down my back.

What? Why wasn't anything happening?

I'd definitely used the skill, but Seong Miyeon was just sitting there quietly.

Maybe I shouldn't have believed all that pregnancy and birth stuff after all.

"Sigh... That's not it, you idiot. Why aren't you doing anything?"

"Huh?"

When I turned my head, Seong Miyeon was tying her hair back as if preparing for something.

"Of course a loser like you would make a woman take the lead all the way."

She looked at me with contempt and said,

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Hurry up and take out your dick, you loser bastard. We have to start with that before we can even do the project."