Chapter 11
"So, what're you gonna do?"
I could already see Mari's dick bulging hugely under her blue dolphin shorts. When I pointed at her crotch with my finger, Mari, clearly embarrassed, clamped her legs together and whipped around. It had to be painful squeezed that tight. Was it a bit softer because of her Western blood? You know how they say Western guys' dicks are kinda floppy even before getting hard, so they look bigger when they do?
"I-I'll handle this myself... so you go wash up and come out, Seo-yoon!"
Mari, arms crossed with her top still off, jerked her chin toward the bathroom. Steam was still wafting out, hot from my recent shower.
"Hmm... okay?"
"Why're you looking at me like that?"
"No, it's just... you said you'd 'handle it' yourself."
I smirked, raising the corner of my mouth and making a jerking motion with my hand like I was grabbing something. Mari yelped "Eek!" and hurled a towel at me. I casually draped the towel that hit my face around my neck and opened the drawer to grab some panties.
"Alright, I'll go wash up then. Good luck sorting that out till I'm done~"
"I'll handle it, so hurry up and wash!"
I called back as I headed to the bathroom. "Oh, Mari."
"Yeah?"
"Make sure to use those condoms we bought yesterday! Otherwise, we'll be stuck cleaning up and won't get to go out."
"Ugh, fine... wait, why does it end with me doing it alone?!"
"But you said you'd handle it yourself?"
She looked like she might actually get mad if I teased her more, so I dashed into the bathroom. But seriously, if Mari just came like that, with her insane cum volume, cleanup would take forever... Yesterday, the two of us groaned for like an hour wiping jizz off the floor and bed.
Better to just use a condom and jerk off, even if it's embarrassing. That's why Mari, despite her shame yesterday, didn't return them in the end.
Shhh—
"Phew, nothing beats a hot shower."
I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the pouring water hit me as I zoned out. I was still sleepy and wanted to just pass out right there, but I'd catch a cold, so I shook my head and snapped out of it.
"Lucky my hair's short. How do girls manage all that long hair?"
Even after twenty years in this woman's body since reincarnating, I just couldn't do long hair. Forget preferences—managing it is a full-time job. No, it's straight-up manual labor. Growing it like Mari's turns shampooing into sucking it dry. Especially with thick hair like mine; it'd be double the suffering.
"This length is pretty good, right?"
I glanced at the mirror, tilting my head this way and that. I always kept it just brushing my shoulders, but lately I'd let it grow a bit. My black hair, now slightly past my shoulders with a subtle navy tint, swayed softly. As a kid, it was always a short cut... Fine when I was a total brat, but once puberty hit and my boobs grew, short hair just drew more aggro.
'Short-haired big-tits tomboy' is apparently a major fetish... So, swallowing tears, back when my male identity was still strong, I grew it out to a bob. My friends and parents were shocked at the huge change.
"Still better than getting confessions from guys."
Ughhh, remembering the past made my body shudder at the flood of confessions I'd gotten. Even in a girl's body, my memories and mind were mostly my past life's guy self, especially as a kid. So I ended up close to guys. In every sense.
"How could they all confess like that?"
The mirror showed a beauty with black hair tinged navy and blue eyes. "...Honestly, I'm pretty cute."
I was shocked when my eyes turned blue after awakening. Lucky that eye or hair color changes aren't rare with awakening. Otherwise, black hair and blue eyes alone would've drawn insane attention.
"Hmmm~"
I rinsed off the remaining suds under the water and shook my hair again. I scrubbed carefully under my breasts too. Otherwise, sweat and grime build up and it starts smelling.
"...They are kinda big."
Even I sometimes marveled at my own chest size. With boobs this big, the supporting ligaments strain, so you need a bra. Generally speaking. Skip it, and they stretch or snap, turning saggy like old ladies'. Plus, they hurt bouncing around when you walk or run.
"Not that I mind this part..."
Aside from periods hurting more than average, it wasn't bad. Not a whole week, and it eases up after two or three days.
"...Does Mari think they're good?"
I cupped them gently from below with both hands. The heavy weight settled on my wrists. Soft yet springy—the kind of feel that's fun to touch, even on my own chest. If it were someone else's, I'd wanna grope all day with permission.
"Not too big, right?"
One worry: my areolas are a bit large? But not grotesquely so, no bumps or anything. Nipples too...
"Not inverted, so good."
They matched the areolas. Too big would be meh. Sure, some like 'em big, but not my taste. Big tits don't always mean big areolas, but Mari's size is perfect for me.
"Ah."
Thinking of Mari brought yesterday rushing back. In hindsight, it was crazy. We were both lost in pleasure, out of our minds. Doing it outside too...
"Ngh...♡"
Remembering that monstrous dick entering me made me twitch and shiver involuntarily. Legs squeezed together, ass pushed back awkwardly. Not something I chose—it just happened naturally since becoming a girl.
Drip—
A warm—no, hot sensation in my lower belly. Then, different from shower droplets, a sticky flow trickled down my thighs. I looked down in disbelief.
"...No way?"
I touched it carefully—clear but viscous fluid on my palm.
"..."
What. Did I seriously get wet just from remembering yesterday with Mari? Wet enough to drip down my thighs?
"No, no no!"
I scrubbed my hands with soap frantically, but the shock lingered. And once the switch flipped, my body started heating up.
Honestly, it felt amazing...
Forcing my fingers aside, that thick glans stretching me; the shaft filling my insides tight; long enough to kiss my womb at full hilt; semen so thick it'd guarantee pregnancy on a dangerous day. All tailored perfectly to me—nothing felt bad. The pulse as it swelled at the root before cumming, squeezing my walls—that I couldn't forget. Logic screamed 'Pull out! You could get pregnant!' but my womb was like 'Fuck it, I'm ready.' If Mari hadn't pulled out, I'd have hugged her tight and not let go.
...Huh?
"Kang Seo-yoon, snap out of it... Snap out of it!"
Slap! I smacked my cheeks, the sting bringing some reason back. What was I thinking?
"Mari's a friend. A friend..."
If we were a normal guy-girl pair, it'd be awkward, drift apart, or turn fuckbuddies. Lucky we're both girls?
"But Mari seemed to like it too..."
She took my first kiss and virginity, so maybe it's fine? We swapped virginities—fair trade. Supply met demand; Adam Smith would've approved.
"Argh, seriously, Kang Seo-yoon!"
Mari's huge futanari dick wouldn't leave my mind. The musky semen stench that numbed my nose; rock-hard veins popping; skin hot from blood rush, soft to touch.
"Ugh, I can't go out like this..."
More love juices trickling down delayed my rinse by another thirty minutes. I chanted the Heart Sutra I remembered to clear my filthy thoughts. Buddha'd get it—lust is the easiest to resist yet most tempting.
"Phew, sorry. Took longer than I thought...?"
Shaking water from my hair, I locked eyes with Mari sitting in the chair.
"..."
"..."
Or rather, my eyes met her rock-hard monster cock.