The Joy of Being Taken
Even Junyoung couldn't help but flinch at those words.
Getting her hard had been one thing, but making her cum? That was no different from being told to take her cock and fuck her to completion.
He was supposed to let a cock pound into him?
Nawol might be a woman, but that was a very different matter from taking a dick.
What was he supposed to do?
A woman's body didn't mean a woman's mind. More than twenty years of memories and instincts from living as a man were blaring warnings inside him.
Junyoung had been a man until just two days ago. He hadn't even finished adjusting to his transformed body, and now, out of nowhere, he was being told to take a cock. It was too cruel.
Not even doing the fucking — being fucked, of all things.
He'd imagined sleeping with someone he loved someday, but obviously not like this.
Perhaps sensing his hesitation, she stroked her cock and gazed at him with smoldering eyes.
"What, is this your first time?"
"Yes."
"Somehow, I like you even more now."
She ran her tongue across her lips, sensuality streaming from her seductively upturned eyes.
The sight set off a fierce war inside him. What do I do? Do I refuse and walk out? Or...
He still wasn't keen. But at the same time, his head cooled. This might be a chance that never comes again.
There was no telling how long this situation would last. If he turned back into a man, he might never again get the chance to face Nawol like this. He'd be back to watching her from afar.
Right. This could be the opportunity of a lifetime.
Junyoung clenched his fists. Honestly, touching and sucking a cock hadn't been entirely unpleasant. If it was Nawol's, he thought he might be able to go even further.
"I-I'll do it."
Casting hesitation aside, he decided to simply follow his desire. He had no idea what the future held, but he didn't want to kick this moment away and leave. Of course, it stung that he wouldn't be the one inside her — but he'd been turned into a woman, so he decided there was nothing to be done about it.
"Good choice. Come here."
He climbed back on top of her and knelt astride her fully erect cock. All he had to do now was sit down, and her dick would slide into him.
He swallowed hard and slowly lowered his body. The moment the hot cockhead rubbed against his sensitive folds, his shoulders shuddered.
"Haa..."
Having a hole pierced by something was still a frightening thing. He stole a glance up at Nawol and found her watching him. Unhidden lust smoldered in her eyes as well — proof enough that his choice had been the right one.
"Nngh... why won't it go in...?"
He'd rubbed himself against her boldly enough, but to his surprise, it just wouldn't slide in.
"What's wrong?"
"J-just a moment."
Flustered, cold sweat beaded on his forehead. In the porn he'd watched, cocks got sucked right in from this position, so he couldn't understand why his wouldn't.
"Why... why won't it go in?"
Junyoung laughed awkwardly and wiggled his hips, but no matter how he rubbed, there wasn't the slightest sign of it taking. When he thought about why, the answer was simple: the hole was small, and the cock was far too big.
Nawol, who had been watching the whole attempt, let out a chuckle.
"Hmm. You said it was your first time, didn't you? That's why it won't go in."
The words struck like a bolt from the blue, snapping him wide awake. His theory, perfected through every kind of audiovisual material, was flawless — but just as she said, his body was a virgin. Come to think of it, of course it wouldn't go in. No experience, and a monster cock like that wasn't about to slide right in.
"Th-then what do I do?"
Panic brought sweat out along his back. While he was still racking his brain over how to get it in, Nawol sat up. Then she seized his arm and pushed him flat onto his back in one motion.
What just happened?
Junyoung stared at the ceiling, blinking dumbly. He was still trying to grasp the situation when Nawol climbed up over him. Her long hair spilled down and tickled his cheek, and at the dizzying sensation, he squeezed his eyes shut.
The few seconds of darkness felt like an eternity. All sorts of thoughts flashed through his head in that brief span. Am I really about to have sex with Lee Nawol?
When he cautiously opened his eyes, she was looming over him. Her beautiful face was right there, close enough that he couldn't gather his wits.
"Nnnh... Mistress."
Just meeting her eyes like this was already more stimulation than he could handle.
Then, unbidden, he remembered her from the warehouse a few days ago — those cold eyes that had regarded him as nothing more than an object. She was the woman who hadn't spared him a single glance even sharing the same room. And now, mere days later, he was tangled naked with her. His fingertips trembled with nerves.
Lost in some thought of her own, Nawol said nothing, simply reaching out to touch his cheek.
"Nnh."
From his cheek, still soft with lingering baby fat, her hand traveled down the length of his slender neck and onward to his ample chest without a hint of hesitation.
"Haa..."
It felt as though flames sprang up wherever her touch passed. Impossible, surely — and yet the way she handled him, so carefully, as if he were something precious, set his heart racing. No way. Is she... caressing me right now?
He'd never had sex before, so he hadn't known — but she was touching his body, coaxing it into heat. Lee Nawol is caressing me. His tense throat bobbed.
Then she pinched his nipple between her fingers.
"Mnngh."
Startled by the moan that burst from his own mouth, he clapped a hand over it. He hadn't known he was capable of such a coquettish sound.
"Cute."
Back when he was a man, he'd never once imagined he would feel things through his chest.
"You're feeling it from your nipples?"
Somehow his hips kept trembling. Even the way she pressed down on his nipples, like someone fidgeting with a cheap toy, stoked the heat inside him.
"Not there, stop...!"
Junyoung's face burned scarlet. He was flustered, but it never occurred to him to stop her. Within her grip, his large breasts squished into strange shapes.
Nawol had a pair of her own, but she kneaded his like she was examining some curious new specimen. Then, perhaps losing interest, her hand drifted lower. She brushed over his tightly closed navel and kept going down.
Watching her hand make for his pussy, Junyoung swallowed. It was attached to his own body, granted, but it was still an unfamiliar organ. He'd never imagined he'd be sleeping with anyone just days after becoming a woman, so the whole situation left him nothing but flustered. He hadn't even touched the place with his own hands. And now Nawol was about to. His heart pounded like it would burst free of his chest.
"What are you doing? Spread your legs."
At the terse command, he obeyed. He bent his knees and opened them, and she settled between them, then stared at his crotch like she was drilling a hole through it.
"What a pretty little pussy."
His face flared hot. It was the first time anyone had ever looked between his legs and said such a thing — and the someone in question was Lee Nawol, of all people.
She raised a finger and stroked along his folds, already soaked through. "Did sucking my cock get your pussy this wet?"
He had no answer to something so nakedly put. Silence was as good as a yes.
Toying with his lips a moment longer, she lifted her finger up to eye level. Wondering why, he looked — and found his own arousal stringing sticky between her slender fingers.
"And here I didn't realize you were drenching your pussy this thoroughly."
Helpless before her teasing tone, Junyoung hung his head. The official purpose had been to get Nawol's cock up, but there was no denying that he'd worked himself up along the way. It was also the moment it truly sank in that his body had become a woman's, through and through.
While he was still reeling, she began toying with his pussy in earnest.
"Hyaah!"
With one slick slide, her finger slipped inside his entrance. Truthfully, a woman's slender finger didn't feel all that intrusive — but the sheer fact that something had entered his hole was shocking.
"Hoo... it feels strange. Nnn."
Strangely enough, nasal whines kept mixing into the sounds leaving his mouth. He'd watched women make noises like this in porn plenty of times, but he'd never imagined he would.
Her finger lingered near the entrance — and oddly, a longing rose in him to take it deeper. Junyoung spread his legs wider, making it easier for her.
"Nnh... nngh..."
He lifted his bleary eyes and looked straight ahead — and there he was, reflected in the mirror before him. Himself, legs spread wide, taking her finger. That pretty face of his, small enough to cup in one hand, was flushed a ripe peach.
Even a woman's slender finger was enough. Every time his body jolted and shuddered, his breasts bounced up and down, and his pink nipples stood stiff and proud, swaying obscenely as if to announce just how aroused he was.
And below, the mirror caught the back of Lee Nawol's head, buried between his thighs. The lady of this noble estate had her head pressed to his crotch, gazing at his pussy. He could scarcely believe it. A few months ago, he couldn't have dreamed up this scenario.
"Hmm, you're awfully relaxed. Thinking about something else?"
"Hyaah!"
Caught out, she thrust her finger deep inside.
"Haa, if you do that there...!"
Unlike its careful entry at first, her finger began to move as though searching for something. As it pressed hard against his inner walls again and again, screams spilled out of him unchecked.
"Ah, aahh!"
It wasn't even a cock pistoning into him — he could really feel this much from a finger? At the strange, maddening sensation, Junyoung moaned helplessly, one cry after another.
"Hm? Your clit hasn't even come out of its hood yet."
Her voice rose a note, as if she'd discovered something interesting. His clit hadn't what? It was attached to his own body, but he'd never examined it closely, so he had no idea what she meant.
He was still dimly trying to puzzle out her words when her finger touched the top of his pussy.
"Hyaaaaah!"
He'd wondered what she was doing — then her fingers bore down hard on his clit, and a scream tore out of him before he could stop it. Junyoung's eyes flew wide open.
At the same moment, something unusual flickered in Nawol's eyes.