Momster Man's New Video Drops
"Not a bad reaction."
I'd uploaded a 30-second clip of me fucking Seo Ji-ah to the Momster Man Twitter account.
Of course, it was a carefully edited highlight reel with no faces or identifying features.
On my way to work, I checked the community reactions.
It wasn't as explosive as when every forum was plastered with my story, but still solid.
My updates were still getting mentions, naturally promoting the Twitter account.
Some folks didn't even know I'd made one.
Hope this spreads the word.
DMs were piling up nicely too.
The unread ones were closing in on 6,000.
If I just sift through for the gems, I could score another decent girl easy.
Opening the DM tab, Seo Ji-ah's message popped up first.
Way too generic for someone who'd just had sloppy sex and outdoor play.
Classic Seo Ji-ah.
Reply...
What to do?
She's all business-like, but if I told her to send a nude?
Shed snap one and fire it over quick, right?
Test it out?
"Hmm..."
Nah.
Better to play it cool for a day, see how she reacts.
Fucking those massive tits daily is great, but...
I wanna see her squirm at work from radio silence.
I deliberately skipped her DM and scrolled through the rest.
Turns out, there were a few types.
1) Trolls
Just dickheads messing around.
Block and ignore.
2) Gays
Some hiding it, some proud – "I'm gay but let me suck it, better than girls."
Impressive confidence, kinda.
Instant block, of course.
One even wanted to fuck me. Reported that freak.
3) Sponsors
Rich bigshots eyeing you – "We'll pay top dollar, hit us up."
Common for influencers, seems.
Appreciate the cash offer for my dick, but would they satisfy?
Not desperate with OnlyFans prep underway.
Hold off on blocking – maybe a hot rich sis with deep pockets.
4) Impersonators
Fake celeb accounts luring meets.
Checked profiles – 99% fakes.
One real celeb... but type 2. A famous one into dudes? Shocking.
Momster Man brand power hits different, but nah, gays out.
Won't block but stay gone.
5) Misc
Femdom chick wants to slap my dick.
Crazy hubby wants to watch wife take it.
Explorer YouTuber wants interview.
Guy wants plaster cast of my dick for exhibit.
Spam: "American here, landed at Incheon to meet you."
"What a world of weirdos..."
Can't judge – I'm the underground influencer hawking big dick vibes.
Kept scrolling...
"...Huh?"
New type.
Three DMs sent, all deleted right after.
Chickened out?
But...
"Wait..."
The ID.
@Ha_MS
Hmm...
Familiar initials...
"Good morning, Section Chief."
"...Good morning."
Seo Ji-ah greeted the staff and hurried to her seat.
Her gait was better than yesterday, but everything else was weirder.
Especially glancing nervously at the employees.
Like she was hiding something.
The staff whispered again.
"Something's really up with Section Chief, right?"
"She's not usually like this..."
"Sighing all day yesterday, same today."
She knew they were gossiping but couldn't confront them.
Scared they might've seen her video.
It really went up. Me having sex...'
She sneakily unlocked her phone.
Momster Man's SNS loaded.
The 30-second clip thumbnail dominated – flesh filling the screen, mostly hers.
Views: 283K | Retweets: 5.2K | Likes: 71K | Comments: 1.9K
283,000 people had seen her body.
What now...?
If someone recognizes her...
Logically, impossible – no way to ID from 30 secs of sex.
But paranoia gnawed – even those whispering might suspect.
What if she got caught...?
Terrifying, yet...
"......"
Her panties were soaking again.
The thrill of exposing her perverted sex side.
The risk of real exposure.
It made her tremble.
"Hello, Section Chief."
"...Eek!?"
She jolted up, hiding her phone.
"Ah, y-yeah. Come on in, Woojin."
"You look tired again, so here's one."
Kang Woojin set something on her desk.
Another Monster can.
"......"
Not even kidding...
"Th-thanks."
"What're you looking at?"
"Huh?"
"You were glued to your phone..."
"...Not your business, Woojin."
"Overstepped."
She invoked authority to shoo him.
"You too – enough chit-chat, prep for work."
"Sure~."
"Got it."
Dispersed the gossipers while at it.
"Hoo..."
Crisis averted, but heart still raced.
Especially Woojin.
That voice calling "Section Chief."
Felt familiar...
No way...
No. Couldn't be.
The real Momster Man had manly vibes.
Obedient, forceful.
Some inexplicable pull making her submit.
Woojin was... just Woojin.
Nothing special.
So unrelated, right?
Right, Woojin?
"Section Chief, got a work question."
Kang Woojin returned with something.
"What?"
She glanced up – eyes locked on one spot.
'Huh...?'
"When filling the report here, which items..."
His words faded out.
Thump.
Thump thump.
Her gaze fixed on Kang Woojin's ── pants.
One side, thigh area.
Like a massive soda can stuffed in.
Thick bulge rising.
Definitely a man's...
Thumpthumpthumpthump.
"So, any more items to add? Asking you, Section Chief."
"Ah................."
"Section Chief?"
She forgot to even respond.