Morning
I came to at the sound of an unfamiliar second hand. The ticking was a little louder than it ought to have been, grating enough that it dragged my eyes open. I sighed with my arm still laid across my forehead. No telling how it would turn out this time.
"...Snff."
The cute little sound of Go Yewon's breathing pulled a quiet chuckle out of me, and I turned my head. She was asleep with my hand clutched tight, a thread of drool at the corner of her mouth. Yesterday's lovemaking had left her face and body flushed in places and pale where the color had dried, but her expression looked peaceful.
...She must have been in a lot of pain.
Even before my boy down there had grown, it probably wouldn't have been much different. I'd heard a hymen could be stubborn, but Yewon's might have been thicker than most. She'd come wanting me, saying she couldn't hold back any longer, and still I wished I'd paid more attention farther down. It was already over. Nothing to be done about it.
She was cute, though.
I stroked her cheek, but she was sunk so deep in sleep that she didn't stir at all. I remembered how pure and clean she'd looked in my arms, and how lovely that had been. The face she'd made while she looked at me — tears spilling, a smile on her lips — was one I thought I'd keep for a long time.
Maybe I should do something nice for her.
She'd had a hard time yesterday. She'd listened well, and she'd prepared so earnestly. Having her blow the candle out right before she fell asleep had been rough on her, but the heart behind it had been sweet. Rahee might have coached her, but I knew it was hard to say everything honestly from the very start. I carefully worked my hand free of hers and got up. I stretched, then glanced at the clock on the wall. A little past six. After exercising nearly all day yesterday I ought to have been exhausted, but the condition humming through my whole body was at its peak.
Bathroom's that way, then.
I took a few towels from the stack and went in. I ran hot water in the sink, dropped the towels in, and studied the mirror.
...Just as I thought.
I shifted in front of it this way and that, but my hunch had been right. This time it felt as if the size of my face itself had gone down a little. I reached up and felt my head, though I doubted many people actually remembered the size of their own skull. I wasn't much for hats, either, and there was nothing to compare it against. My combat cap had been a 57, which I'd always thought was ordinary, but I had no idea where in this world a man was supposed to find a beret. Everything here was cut to the size of a woman's head. Not that I had the slightest intention of buying one even if I found it.
...Hmm. Subtle. The body, though — that's definite.
The lines of muscle were starting to stand out more and more. If yesterday had been my face finding its balance, this time it seemed to be the body. I still had to flex before it showed, but set against that shabby frame from my wage-slave days, the difference was close to night and day. And the boy downstairs, already up and greeting me first thing in the morning, thankfully hadn't changed all that much.
You settle down. So this time it's the lower half.
I turned and put strength into my thighs, and they split apart like a horse's. Even allowing for the bathroom's special buff, I could feel I'd changed plenty. A sigh of relief slipped out on its own.
This much is fine. If only so I have an excuse, I'll have to work out the way Rahee tells me.
It was far better than yesterday's shocking look. Changes to the body were at least easier to hide. I sighed, watched the hot water soak the towels through, and slowly wrung one out. I started toward the bed — and stopped.
...Unreal.
I took my time admiring Go Yewon's figure where she lay on her side. Stripped down, she was even more impressive. The long lines of her legs and the snow-white skin of her thighs were one thing, but that pelvis and that waist were something else entirely. The way the sides of those red panties, barely holding on, sank into her hips — I almost wanted a photograph of it.
...Let's see.
I sat on the edge of the bed and carefully shifted her legs until she lay flat. The wreckage that appeared made me click my tongue before I knew it. It was almost a mercy the underwear was red.
She bled a lot.
The blood had stained the sheet crimson, of course, and the way it had run in several streams along the insides of her thighs and the panty line over her backside looked grim. Leaving her underwear on was a preference of mine, but today it looked as if it might actually have helped stop the bleeding. Even so, the thrill that wreckage sent through me was no joke. A hunger to conquer rose and filled my chest, and a smile tugged at my mouth before I could stop it.
She was hurting so much I couldn't do it properly.
I'd brought her to a climax, but something still felt unfinished. I could have made it more enjoyable for her. And I'd learned something, too. I'd caused her pain, but there had been an upside.
I didn't think she'd climb that easily just because I'd gotten a little bigger. That Special Internal Energy... was probably part of it.
Was it a kind of emptiness? Like grinding away at my driving until I finally made the track, only to be overtaken the moment a supercar opened the throttle. Well, at least I hadn't left her afraid of sex itself. That was a relief. Thinking I'd have to make it more pleasant for her next time, I took the steamed towel and began wiping the red marks from her thighs.
"Haa..."
Yewon let out a pleased little moan and nuzzled her head into the pillow. She probably wouldn't stay asleep much longer. As the moisture dried, she'd get cold.
"Haang... mm...?"
By the time I'd wiped the blood from her thighs, she was starting to wake. I'd cleaned away the worst of the mess, so she shouldn't be too shocked, but there was nothing I could do about the marks on the sheet.
"Are you awake?"
"Ah... Shinwoo... ow..."
She blinked at me in a daze. Then her eyes went round at the towel in my hand, and she jerked upright as if she'd been sprung. Her face crumpled. Her hand slipped. I reached out and caught her around the waist.
"...Ah..."
Yewon stared blankly at my face, and color began to creep into hers. Whether it was the memory of last night or simply the morning, I couldn't tell. But the moment our eyes met, a sense of connection settled over me, and I smiled as I spoke.
"It still hurts, doesn't it?"
"...A-a little..."
"I don't think it's only a little."
"Haang..."
I stroked her lower belly. She let out a small moan, as if the touch felt good, then went back to staring at me in a daze.
"...C-can I kiss you...?"
I didn't answer. I simply covered her lips with mine, soft and careful, the way you'd soothe someone, the way you'd stroke them. Yewon wrapped her arms around my neck.
"...Haa... I like it so much..."
"The kiss? Or me?"
"...B-both... You're so good at kissing, Shinwoo..."
"I liked your lips too, Yewon."
Her face flushed deeper, and she hugged me with fidgeting hands. I made it easy for her to hold on and gently laid her back on the bed.
"You're warm... It feels like another world."
"How was yesterday?"
"...Ah..."
At the question her face went red, and she tried to look away again. I reached out and turned her face back toward mine.
"Hm?"
"...It was s-so good... I still can't believe it..."
"Is that why you asked me to kiss you?"
"...Yes... It felt like a dream... It still does..."
"It hurts a lot, doesn't it?"
"A-a little... Shinwoo..."
"Yes?"
Stroking my cheek, staring blankly at my face, she whispered.
"...Could you... talk to me casually, too...?"
"You sure that's better? You're still our director, aren't you?"
"...You said I'm yours now, didn't you..."
"All right. In front of other people, I'll do whatever feels comfortable."
"...Okay..."
"Want to lie down a little longer?"
Only then did a little light come back into the eyes that had been fixed on me in a daze.
"Ah, what time is it...?"
"About six-thirty."
"Oh no. What do I do. Ow..."
She folded those long legs and tried to get out of bed, laying her hand over mine where it rested on her stomach.
"Still hurts, huh?"
"...Ah... yes... I'm sorry... I didn't think it would hurt that much, either..."
"Now you're being honest. You were a little thick, Yewon."
"I-I was...?"
"Yeah. You didn't know?"
"...No. I saw what it looked like when I was little, but..."
"It's your own body. You ought to know it."
"...Okaaay..."
"Why? Talk like this embarrass you?"
"A-a little..."
Color rose in her face, and the cute look of it made me press a quiet kiss to her cheek before I asked.
"Ah..."
"But why? Something you need to do?"
"There are people who come to the gym from seven."
"Adults?"
"Yes. Ahh..."
She tried to get up again and moaned, and I answered her quietly.
"I'll open up. Rest a little more, then come down."
"I-I'm sorry, but is it all right if I ask...? I... I can't get up..."
"Of course it is. This is partly because of me, too."
"Because of you...? I-it's my body that..."
She bit her lip and lowered her head. I stroked her gently and whispered.
"It was a beautiful body. Even now it's a good one. A body I want to keep touching."
"...Ah... You were so... hot... and so hard..."
"You liked it?"
"...Yes... I was happy..."
At the whisper her face flushed again, and she quietly rested her forehead against my shoulder. I stroked her back in turn. For a little while we let the silence sit between us and felt each other's warmth.
"...Come out slowly, once you're all right. Got it?"
"Yes..."
"Where's the key?"
"On top of the shoe cabinet."
"No yoga in the morning, right?"
"Only the kids, for now... I-I'll get breakfast ready..."
"Don't worry about it. Stay in bed."
"...Okay..."
She answered quietly, her voice gone docile, and she was so cute I let out a small laugh. I stroked her hair once, then went into the bathroom. I showered in a hurry and came back out to find her already buried under the blanket, only her head peeking out as she watched me.
"Embarrassed?"
"...Yes... It's e-embarrassing, and awkward..."
"If it's all right, will you show me? I want to look."
"...Yes..."
She swallowed, then slowly drew the blanket aside. I took in the pretty body coming back into view — the red bra, the panties. More than the sight itself, there was a satisfaction in the way a single word from me could make her embarrassed and still push the blanket away.
"Pretty."
"...Th-thank you..."
"Mornings busy?"
"Ah, yesterday was ordinary. I think more adults will start coming in the mornings."
What hit me a beat later was that I'd have to put yesterday's clothes back on. I'd need to buy some workout clothes later, while I was out running with Rahee. Only then did Yewon notice me getting back into what I'd worn the day before. She startled, then immediately groaned in pain.
"Ah, right. The laundry... ow..."
"I forgot, too. I'll pick some up when I run with Rahee."
"I-I'll do it for you..."
"I have to be wearing something for now."
Once I was dressed, I shook the water out of my hair in front of the mirror and went over to her. The look in her eyes as she watched me started to go blank, and those pretty lips slowly parted.
"...Ah. Gulp."
"Why so tense?"
"...I d-don't know... It feels like my chest is squeezing shut..."
She lay there with a hand braced on the bed, her upper body raised. I went to her slowly. As I drew closer she swallowed again. I looked at her face, then quietly covered her lips.