The Joy of Being Undone
The lewd, feminine cry that had just escaped her own lips made Junyoung's eyes go wide.
Her body had become a woman's, yes, but her mind was still unmistakably a man's.
And yet she had just let out a moan straight out of a pornographic video. The shock of it left her frozen solid, nothing moving but her blinking eyes.
"Don't tell me you really were a virgin?"
Nawol let out a soft laugh, sweeping her gaze up and down Junyoung's naked body.
"Yes, of course I—!"
She had never done it as a man either, and it had only been a few days since she'd become a woman. Of course it was her first time.
"With a body this lewd, there's no way the people around you just left it alone. Strange."
Junyoung clicked her tongue inwardly. The woman genuinely had no idea what she was talking about.
The two of them had already crossed paths at the estate more times than she could count. The difference was that while Junyoung had been quietly watching Nawol every single time, Nawol had treated her like a piece of furniture. It was almost funny how the relationship had accelerated the moment she became a woman, after receiving zero attention as a man.
Granted, her female version was a younger model with a hundred times the filter applied, but the basic features were still recognizably the same.
Wait. Could Lee Nawol actually be a lesbian, like the rumors said?
Was that why she'd never paid any attention to her when she was a man? The thought flickered through Junyoung's mind.
"Haang, nngh!"
The thought didn't get to go anywhere. Nawol's fingers were tormenting her clit while another plunged into her hole.
"Uaaah, it feels strange. Nngh!"
It was a sensation beyond anything words could capture. She couldn't believe Nawol's fingers were actually inside her right now.
How was any of this real?
Junyoung's eyes flew open at the sheer disbelief of it. When she looked down, long, elegant fingers were burrowing into her depths while the other hand ruthlessly ground against her clit.
"Huaaang!"
With two clusters of nerves being worked over at the same time, she couldn't hold onto a single coherent thought.
"Take your hand off...! S-stop, nngh!"
Her eyes kept trying to roll back. Drool dripped in fat strands from her gaping mouth. Even as she thought she needed to close it immediately, her body refused to obey. It was a strange, floating feeling, as if her body had slipped its leash entirely.
"You're about to die from how good it feels, and this is your first time?"
Now Junyoung finally understood why it hadn't gone in before. She'd been a virgin trying to force herself into a hopelessly tight hole with no preparation whatsoever. Of course it hadn't worked. She should have loosened things up with fingers first, like this.
"Ahh, not there!"
The relentless attention to her clit made her feel like she was going to die. So that was why women in porn made those melting, boneless sounds. It hadn't been exaggeration at all.
Junyoung wanted to cover her ears against the obscene moans spilling from her own mouth.
But still—was this really her pussy with fingers inside it? Feeling them moving within her walls produced the strangest sensation. So this was what it meant to truly become a woman.
She had jerked off almost every day back when she was a man, but the pleasure was on an entirely different order of magnitude. If fingers alone felt this good, what would happen when something thicker and larger pushed inside?
Without meaning to, Junyoung's eyes darted toward Nawol's cock.
Watching it sway in the air, stiff and flushed with blood, made her throat bob involuntarily.
Nawol, meanwhile, was looking at the beauty before her with undisguised appetite.
A woman this gorgeous working as staff at the estate? Impossible that she wouldn't have noticed. Where on earth had this girl come from?
Her appearance hit Nawol's preferences so precisely that she almost suspected someone had planted her here deliberately. A face pure and sweet, set against a body that was pure sin. And on top of that, she was so sensitive that every touch drew a reaction, which was adorable in itself.
If Nawol had the time, she could spend the entire day teasing her until she sobbed.
"I like you."
The words slipped out before she could stop them, and Nawol herself flinched. Fortunately, the woman called Lee Young seemed too busy crying out to have heard.
Under the sustained torment, the clit that had been hiding inside was slowly beginning to peek out. Looking down, Nawol saw that the tightly closed hole had loosened as well. The entrance was parting just slightly, letting beads of nectar seep out one drop at a time.
When a long, thread-thin strand of arousal dripped down, Nawol felt her lower body begin to stir. Her gaze flicked briefly to her own crotch.
The Lee clan had produced women with futanari bodies for generations. Strangely, no sons were ever born. Only daughters, each carrying both male and female genitalia from birth.
Below the waist things were complicated, but outwardly they were entirely women, complete with breasts. Having such an extraordinary body made it difficult to form deep relationships with anyone. People of both sexes had approached her over the years, drawn by her looks and standing, but the secret her body carried had forced her into an unintentionally celibate life.
That wasn't the only problem, though.
Well, she'd lived as a futanari since childhood, so adapting to her own anatomy was never the issue. The real problem was that she couldn't get erect.
She'd seen the family physician many times, a man whose discretion was absolute, and every time the diagnosis came back the same: physically, nothing was wrong. Which meant the cause was psychological.
No matter how she turned it over, she couldn't find a reason. She had no desire to be with a man just because she carried one. What had interested her since childhood was women.
Her footsteps toward the annex today had been pure coincidence. She was planning to host a party there soon, and had stopped by to check on its condition ahead of time. Having confirmed nothing needed attention, she was heading back to the main house when someone came sprinting around the corner and collided with her.
Aah!
The impact made her seize the body in front of her on pure reflex. A height similar to her own, a voluptuous figure—those registered first. Then the soft press of breasts against her own chest as their bodies met, and the sensation was, frankly, delightful.
Light brown hair swayed loose, and the moment a pair of huge, startled, rabbit-like eyes locked onto hers, Nawol felt her heart lurch violently.
The unnamed beauty blushed as she stared back at her. This was the first woman Nawol had fallen for at first sight.
She studied the stranger's face. Those large, glittering eyes made her chest flutter and surge. The dirt-stained work uniform suggested she labored at the estate, but Nawol had never seen this employee before in her life.
There were suspicious elements, certainly. But they didn't even register, not against the overwhelming need to get closer to this woman. Without a second thought, she had brought her to her room.
Undressed, she was even more to Nawol's taste. A slender frame with generous flesh at the chest and hips, and skin so soft that simply touching it lifted her mood. The way she obeyed so meekly was lovely too.
From head to toe, there wasn't a single thing about her that missed the mark. And on top of all that, an untouched virgin pussy.
The clit tucked shyly inside suggested she had no experience whatsoever. How did someone with a face and body like this remain untouched? It defied belief. The people around her should never have left her alone. It was strange, certainly, but it wasn't what mattered right now, so Nawol let it go.
"There. Your pussy's nice and loose now."
A peach fragrance had been drifting through the air for some time now. The more nectar flowed from between Junyoung's legs, the more the scent of ripe peaches filled the room. It was sweet enough to make her dizzy, like fruit soaked in sugar syrup.
How could someone's arousal smell like this? Nawol was mildly curious, but there were more pressing matters at hand.
What a windfall. To think she was the one unwrapping a treasure of this caliber.
Her mood lifted in an instant. Whatever this woman's true identity was no longer mattered. Whatever had happened before, Nawol would make her her cock-sleeve regardless, so the past was irrelevant.
"S-stop now......"
Her frail body trembled uncontrollably, unable to bear the crashing waves of pleasure. It seemed to be the first time she'd felt an orgasm build like this, and the way she flinched at the unfamiliarity was endearing.
Tell her not to do something, and the urge to do it more only grew. That was instinct.
Nawol wasn't sure how well it would go, given this was her first time, but she desperately wanted to see the face Junyoung would make when she came, squirting everywhere.
"I'll make it easy for you now."
Her fingers picked up speed. Rubbing so fast it seemed the clit might detach entirely, while the fingers buried inside her quivered without pause.
"It's in here somewhere."
She pressed along the inner walls, searching for the spot. The moment her fingertip pushed firmly against a thick, swollen ridge, Lee Young's body began convulsing wildly.
"Huaang! Nnn, I can't—!"
Her body went rigid for an instant, and then a powerful fountain erupted from her gaping pussy.
It sprayed out like water from a hose, soaking Nawol's body, but she didn't so much as blink, her eyes fixed on Junyoung's face the entire time.
Junyoung, for her part, was being consumed by pleasure so intense it felt like her head was exploding. Her first orgasm had shattered her ability to think.
"Huaaah! I-it's coming out!"
When Nawol's fingers pressed hard against her clit and drove deep into a spot inside her pussy, there was no holding it back. It burst out of her like piss.
Junyoung's face burned scarlet. She couldn't believe she'd shown such a disgraceful display in front of this woman. To look so pathetic in front of someone she was attracted to—if a mouse hole had opened up right then, she'd have crawled straight into it.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—I wasn't trying to—hnng."
She was so mortified she thought she might cry. Was this emotional volatility also a side effect of becoming a woman? She was still wondering when Nawol began to chuckle softly above her.