Oiled Skin and a Wager
She wants me to wear a swimsuit like this?
She was only rubbing the oil in, yet every stroke of her hand felt strangely suggestive.
"Hah."
For some reason, she kept feeling as if ragged breaths might burst out of her at any moment.
"Your breasts are seriously huge. It's rare to find ones this big that are actually natural."
Every time the hand rubbed across the flesh of her chest, it sank in soft and plush. Junyoung could feel her nipples slowly stiffening.
"S-stop it. Mmhn."
A sweet moan spilled from her lips. She didn't want to get worked up over something like this. Flustered, Junyoung bit down hard on her plump lower lip.
"Feels good, doesn't it? Your nipples are standing up."
The fabric was so thin that even her stiffening buds showed right through it. Shame left Junyoung looking utterly helpless.
"That's..."
It was mortifying—she had said no with her mouth, told the woman to stop, and yet her body was shamelessly broadcasting just how aroused it was.
Unable to force out another word, she bowed her head, and Chaeeun chuckled. The moment Junyoung gave up on resisting, those hands grew steadily bolder.
"You need a nice, even tan, so I'll lather you up good. Okay?"
The bottle tipped, and oil poured over her body in a steady stream, the slick liquid running down her skin.
Chaeeun began rubbing her down in earnest.
"You've got a seriously amazing figure, you know?"
Starting at her chest, the hand slid down toward her stomach. Oil pooled and swayed in the shallow of her navel, and for some reason the sight struck her as obscenely erotic.
"Nice big hips, too."
The descending hand came to a stop just above her lower belly.
"Your womb's somewhere under here, isn't it?"
The alien word made Junyoung flinch.
It was a word that had nothing to do with her. Her body had turned into a woman's, but her mind was still a man's.
A womb. Inside my own body. That I've been turned into a body that could get pregnant—it still doesn't feel real.
The woman pressed lightly against her lower belly with a fingertip.
Maybe it was because she'd said the word womb. It was only a simple press of a finger, yet somehow it felt strangely intimate.
"Ah, ahh..."
She was only being touched over her stomach, and yet the sensation was making her feel strange.
She knew the woman was just applying tanning oil for her, but those suggestive touches kept stealing her breath away.
"N-not there anymore, please... hah."
Ever since she'd become a woman, her body had most definitely gone haywire.
The slightest contact was enough to set her skin ablaze, and her head filled to the brim with dirty thoughts.
She stole a glance at Lee Chaeeun. The woman was so absorbed in applying the oil that she hadn't noticed her gaze.
Firm, springy skin, where muscle and softness were blended in just the right measure.
If there was any difference from her older sister, Lee Nawol, it was the attractively sun-kissed tan.
It felt surreal that, just one day apart, she had ended up in this kind of relationship with two sisters, each with her own distinct charm.
Before she'd become a woman, she had never even exchanged a proper word with either of them.
While Junyoung was lost in thought, Chaeeun's hand crept toward her most private place.
"Mmgh, n-not there!"
Her hand slipped into the tiny scrap of cloth that barely covered her pussy.
"To think the estate was hiding a gem like this."
Chaeeun gazed at the beauty before her, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
A cute face that hit her type dead-on, paired with a lush, voluptuous body.
Surely, if a beauty this adorable were working at the estate, the people around her wouldn't just leave her be.
"I like you."
She'd had a spare swimsuit of her own lying around, and seeing it on this girl had turned out to be quite the sight.
Chaeeun traced slow circles with her palm, savoring the smooth texture of the skin beneath it.
Using the oil as an excuse to grope her however she pleased left her feeling utterly content.
It was the first time she'd ever met a beauty so perfectly suited to her tastes. And so, naturally, curiosity began to sprout.
"What's your name?"
"My... name?"
It wasn't as though she'd asked something impossible, yet the girl knit her brows, looking troubled.
Even that expression was so damn hot it made her cock throb.
"It's... Kim Yuyoung."
"Yuyoung? Even your name is cute."
A name that suited that adorable face perfectly.
Besides, she was a servant working at the estate, so playing with her however she pleased would likely come with few complications.
With a satisfied look, Chaeeun slid her hand lower. Her fingers glided over the pleasantly plump mound, and the feel of it put her in high spirits.
"Ah, we're running low on oil here."
She picked up the oil bottle and, quite deliberately, held it right over the girl's pussy and tipped it.
Golden oil gushed out, and in the same instant the white fabric was soaked through. The cloth turned transparent, baring the skin beneath.
"Mmm."
The outline of her clit and her pussy lips was exposed in shameless detail. Oblivious to it, Yuyoung squeezed her eyes shut and bit down hard on her lip, as if trying to endure something.
"Better work the oil into every last corner, right?"
She teased deliberately with her fingertips, and even through the fabric she could faintly feel the clit slowly stiffening.
"Hnn, mmgh."
She seemed past the point of holding on, and even the way her body shuddered and trembled was deliciously arousing.
Her reactions were innocent, but her pussy was already drooling nectar in anticipation, trickling out from between the oil-soaked cloth. She hadn't even put it in yet, and the girl was leaking like this—clearly a body blessed with exquisite sensitivity.
So just how good would she feel with a cock inside her?
"C-Chaeeun ma'am. Please stop now... hah."
"Oh? You know my name? I'm honored."
Chaeeun glanced down at her own lower half.
Her erection was straining upward, pushing against the tight swimsuit.
Even just the outline of that thick shaft made its enormous size plain enough to imagine.
"I-I think you've finished putting it on everywhere..."
Yuyoung must have already noticed her arousal, because she refused to cast even a glance in that direction.
The strange thing was that she showed no surprise at the sight of her cock. No way. To think someone could look at a cock attached to a woman and not be startled. It wasn't exactly a common sight—screaming and running off wouldn't have been strange at all.
But seeing her merely blushing shyly, Chaeeun began to suspect the girl had already known.
Or perhaps she had seen a body like this before.
Then a thought flashed through her mind, bright as lightning.
That she might have seen her older sister's body.
"Oh, so that's how it was?"
There was no doubt about it—the girl had definitely gotten intimate with Nawol.
Chaeeun looked over the voluptuous body in front of her.
Come to think of it, it would have been stranger if her sister hadn't gotten her hands on a pretty thing like this wandering around the estate.
Ah, and I wanted to be the first to pick that fruit.
A wave of regret rose from somewhere deep inside her.
It wasn't that she needed a virgin, but since this would be her first time too, wasn't it fair to want that much?
Chaeeun looked down at her cock, standing proud and stiff.
Seeing the thing that was usually so docile now fully erect, she let out a hollow laugh.
It had been so unresponsive she'd wondered whether she had erectile dysfunction. Doctors had examined her and said nothing was wrong, but since it refused to rise, she had been forced into a chaste existence all this time. And yet one look at Yuyoung standing before her, and it had sprung right up.
Things are getting interesting.
Chaeeun stroked the outline through her swimsuit.
Her heart wanted to strip the girl bare and bury herself inside her that very second, but a part of her also wanted to take her time with it.
Just then, Yuyoung looked her way, cheeks flushed.
The way her eyes kept darting toward her crotch said it all—she was a girl who knew the taste of cock.
Seeing that face silently begging for it, she somehow didn't feel like giving her what she wanted right away.
Let's draw this out slowly, then.
Wasn't there some way to make her even needier?
As her gaze wandered, it landed on the pool, its blue water shimmering.
"Want to come in and swim with me?"
"...Swimming?"
Yuyoung murmured with a dazed look on her face.
It had looked like penetration might begin at any moment, so the sudden invitation into the water had clearly caught her off guard.
Chaeeun sprang up from her spot and slipped into the water first. The temperature was refreshingly cool—almost too perfect.
"Come on in!" she called out, flicking up a light splash.
Yuyoung just kept staring at her, bewildered. Even that dopey look was cute.
With Chaeeun splashing around and playing first, Yuyoung awkwardly stepped into the water as well.
"You have to come closer."
The moment Yuyoung entered the water, she grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in close.
"Mmph!"
They were close enough that their foreheads nearly touched.
What do I do?
Junyoung swallowed hard. Chaeeun's breasts kept brushing against her body, tickling her with every touch.
They were so large that merely standing this close made their chests bump together again and again—it was driving her insane.
Her chest was one thing, and so were those lips that seemed one careless turn of the head away from touching hers—she felt like she was losing her mind—yet Chaeeun just wore a faint smile as if none of it bothered her, and that was the part she couldn't stand.
Is it that obvious I've never done any of this? Her heart was hammering so hard that calming herself down was nearly impossible.
"Then, want to bet on who can stay floating on the water longer?"
"A bet...?"
"Yep."
Chaeeun demonstrated first, lying back to gaze at the sky and letting the water take her weight; her body bobbed up and floated free. Junyoung followed suit, and once she actually tried it—drifting in the water beneath a wide blue sky—it was paradise, plain and simple.
For a while, the two of them enjoyed the peaceful moment like that.
The sultry mood that had hung over them until moments ago might as well never have existed.
"Ahh, this feels nice."
Come to think of it, this seemed to be the first time since she'd arrived at the estate that she'd spent time feeling this relaxed.
"Huh, look at you—you're good at this. Can you swim, too?"
"Yes, I can."
In truth, she had learned to swim as a child and was quite good at it.
"Then, want to make that bet?"
"A bet?"
"Yeah. If you win, you and I swap roles for today. How does that sound?"
At the utterly unexpected proposal, Junyoung's mouth fell wide open.