Surprises Always Work
Sweat, love juices, and finally the piss I let loose. The bed was in no state for another night, so after checking out, we hugged one last time and parted ways. Sure, we could meet again whenever time allowed, but I still wanted to hold her close.
"Get home safe. I'll text you later."
"You too, Yu-hyun. Shower and crash hard when you get home. You'll be wrecked with muscle soreness tomorrow?"
"Huh?"
"You used a ton of muscles you don't normally work, right? Totally normal. No warm-up beforehand or anything."
"...Sigh. Guess I'll slap on some pain patches and sleep. You okay?"
"Me? Honestly, since I was just along for the ride with you in control, I'm good. Just a little lower back stiffness?"
In truth, aside from briefly leading the tense Yu-hyun at the start, I'd been completely at her mercy. And even that wasn't overly intense, so no real soreness worries. If anything, I was more concerned about pussy injuries from the rough pounding, but that was pointless with my superior healing.
"Kinda unfair..."
"But it felt that good, didn't it?"
"Hmph!"
Yu-hyun puffed out her cheeks like a sulking kid and whipped her head away. Adorably pointless.
"You can handle that much. It'll ease up once you get used to it."
"What about... Mari?"
"Mari?"
"Yeah. After doing it with her..."
"Mari was laid up at first too. Seems fine these days, though."
"Sigh... So it's like actual exercise—you adapt over time."
She planted a quick peck on my lips and stepped back.
"Gotta go for real. Any later and I'll miss the last bus."
"Taxi at night? Night surcharge makes it stupid expensive."
I waved as she walked off, slipping my hand into my pocket. The feel of her thick cock buried inside me moments ago lingered vividly. It was so surreal, like we'd shared a dream. But—
Drip— My pussy soaking just from the thought proved it was no dream.
"Ah, fuck... Wet again... Panty liners?"
Lately, my panties were constantly soaked. I already gush a lot, so with Mari, we prep thick towels underneath or the sheets are toast... Was I just getting used to the female body, or were Mari and Yu-hyun reshaping me? No clue.
"Ha—"
White breath billowed from my mouth, scattering into the night sky. Fifteen years since realizing my past life, twenty in this woman's body.
"Time to head back..."
'I' am still 'me,' but these changes? Not used to them yet. Honestly, a little shaky, a little scary. Still, I could accept it as Kang Seo-yoon growing—without trembling—because people were waiting, loving me.
Ring ring, ring ring—
"Hello?"
"Seo-yoon~"
"What, you home? Said you'd be late."
"Yeah. Still a ways off. Heading back now."
"Yeah? Where you at?"
"Here on the bus... Ah, passing the intersection."
"Yeah? I'm on my way too."
"Really? Thought you'd crash over..."
"Why, wanna sleep solo tonight?"
"N-No way!"
Mari let out a sharp 'Pfft!' over the line. Like me, she's got killer possessiveness. ...That's why we click?
"Mari."
"Yeah? What?"
"...Nothing. Just saying your name."
"What suddenly. Miss me?"
"Always. You?"
"...Me too. Hurry."
No video call, but her face was crystal clear in my mind. Too damn cute.
"Yeah, see you home."
Pocketing the phone, I zipped my parka. Chilly wind hit, goosebumps rising as I shivered. Winter sucks.
"Tonight, cuddle up to Mari and sleep..."
Come to think, we always did. Her high body heat made for toasty, easy sleep.
Time flew by.
"Ahk, eek, hng...♡"
Spurt, spuuuurt—
Business as usual, bodies entwined with Mari. Even through the condom, the semen blasting toward my womb felt ferocious. Bareback on a dangerous day? Instant pregnancy. Not just the volume—super thick, pungent smell that dizzied me...
Her skills sharpened every fuck; now she rocked her hips like a pro, leaving me passing out midway more often. How's she this good already??? Daily multi-round sessions?
Seriously, without my healing, I'd be done for.
"Phew... Seo-yoon, you okay?"
"Eek, ehehe...♡"
"...Too rough?"
Yeah, only someone like me could take her monster dick unscathed. "Vicious" fits; most pussies wouldn't survive repeated ravagings. Mine stays tight and endures. Perfect match: her enhancer-boosted stamina and physique, my no-damage tolerance.
"Mari, water..."
"Hold on."
She propped me up and handed the glass. Cold water snapped me back. Lately, her cervix jabs triggered faster, harder climaxes—consciousness gone. Like with Yu-hyun, on purpose? Creampie orgasms wrecked me blissfully, but daily life worries crept in. Synergy too perfect—food for thought.
"Ha, today was really pushing it."
Mari flopped beside me, limbs splayed. Sweaty bangs stuck to her forehead; I peeled them off.
"You beat too?"
"Duh...! Moving's a legit workout."
"Yeah? Next time, I move?"
"...Huh? You?"
"What’s that reaction? I can't?"
"...Dick's mine?"
"I ride you."
"Ah... Cowgirl?"
Tired for sure—weak smirk as she reached out, kneading my tit. Fingers sank halfway in.
"These monsters on top? Total bounce-fest."
Glad mine were firm, not floppy granny udders. Healing perks. Easy "enhancer" cover too.
"Yours are huge too? Feel 'em jiggle when you thrust?"
"...That bad?"
"Yup, distracting. Hurt?"
"Huh, yeah. No pain though. Enhancement?"
She curiously hefted hers. Similar size, but shorter frame made 'em look massive. Mom's American—mixed blood? They do turn out taller, prettier.
"Gets why you skipped bras..."
"Hey, sports bras! Don't make me sound like a no-bra panty-dropper!"
"But Kang Seo-yoon... Band-Aids some days..."
"Kid stuff! Post-growth, always sports bras!"
"Cuz we begged. Otherwise, still braless?"
"...My vibe?"
"Kinda. Super tomboy. Short hair always."
"...Long's annoying."
"Wanted short, but love it too much."
"Short'd suit you... Try later?"
"Summer maybe, your length?"
Hers brushed her waist now; half'd hit shoulders. My trim time too—past shoulders, getting annoying.
Not hating long from past-life memories. "Short-haired beauties shine longer"—agreed.
"Need one too..."
"Two months? None this year?"
"Last year, yeah."
Long hair? Pure hassle. Hers was laundry-level wash/dry. Mine to shoulders took 30 minutes; hers longer.
Checked phone for salon—Valentine soon. Side-eyed Mari; oblivious, still groping.
Hmm, surprise event?
Booked secret. Valentine classic, right?
'Gift's me!'