Valentine's Day Gift... Is Me!
“Oh my, your hair turned out amazing!”
“R-Really?”
“I've never seen a wolf cut come out this perfect before! Wow...”
“Th-Thank you...”
What the hell? Isn't this the kind of thing that happens when you transition, like 'Whoa, sis, you're so pretty!'? Shouldn't this have happened back when I was a kid? Like, the convenience store clerk gasping in shock and staring, or getting scouted on the street by some entertainment agency handing out business cards... Stuff like that is supposed to happen in middle school, right?
“Come back again~”
I'd kept my bob for about three years, but I decided to tidy it up and try a wolf cut—and it turned out way better than expected. I was worried it might not suit me, but it did, and that put me in a great mood. It felt a bit lighter, with a wild edge that made my steps bouncier for no reason.
Hair's done. So now I just need ribbons and chocolate?
I pulled out my phone to check the nearest store. Oh, there's one near home. Good thing it's not far—otherwise it'd be a hassle. I felt a little like I was freeloading, but hey... better than doing nothing, right?
We used to just swap friendship chocolates with friends before, but now I'm an adult. Time for some 'hehehe' kind of event.
Nothing beats a surprise when it's unexpected.
But it wasn't just for Mari. First Mari, then Yu-hyun, and finally Ga-hyun. Unlike the two I could meet in person, Ga-hyun might not come out even if I called, and as a retaker, it felt wrong to drag her away from studying. She barely showed up in the group chat these days, just popping in at night to skim the backlog.
“Heart-shaped chocolates are the safest bet, right?”
Luckily, plenty of stores had Valentine's specials, so it was easy to find some. I picked a decent-sized heart and headed straight to Daiso.
The go-to spot when you need something but have no idea where to get it. Back in elementary school, I'd hit up the stationery store, but do those even exist anymore? There was a school nearby, but I never saw kids around. Oh, right—winter break. They're probably cooped up at home every day.
“Do you have any ribbons? For wrapping... something a bit big? No, actually, I need a long one.”
The clerk, who knew exactly where everything was, pointed me right to them. But there was one problem.
“What... there are so many kinds...?”
Colors, patterns, widths—endless options. I couldn't decide.
Should've bought the ribbon first, then the chocolate.
I had to hurry before the chocolate in my bag melted. In the end, I went with the most basic one. Holding it up, it looked long enough to wrap around me with some spare. Better too much than too little—you don't want to make another trip.
“I'm home~”
I timed it for when Mari might be out, just in case. No reply—good, she wasn't back yet. But even if we'd seen each other naked, poked and prodded and fucked, getting caught wrapping myself in ribbon nude... that'd be really embarrassing.
If she came after I was ready, fine. But walking in mid-prep? Disaster. Even if I wasn't big on shame in these matters.
I checked the chat, just in case. 30 minutes till she got home.
“30 minutes? Plenty of time. Wait, factoring in showering... might be tight!”
I stashed the chocolate in the fridge to keep it from melting and dashed to the bathroom. No spacing out under the warm water this time—I scrubbed fast.
“Ugh, only 10 minutes left?!”
Within margin of error. If the bus was early or no traffic jams, she'd make it.
I frantically dried my hair, grabbed the chocolate from the fridge, climbed onto the bed, and started wrapping the ribbon.
“Ah, shit... this is more embarrassing than I thought?”
It seemed like a fun idea in my head, but actually doing it felt humiliating. I was still thinking from the 'gift receiver's' perspective.
Body: 20 years as a woman. Mind: half from my past life.
But half-wrapped already. Backing out now? Pride wouldn't allow it.
If I was this embarrassed, I never would've sucked Mari's dick. Or touched Yu-hyun's.
“I... can do this!”
Grunting as I wrestled the ribbon alone, I heard the door open.
Perfect timing—almost done.
“I'm home~”
Ah, tangled.
* * *
Coming home from her outing, Mari tilted her head at the lack of reply. Bathroom? Door was open, so no.
What? Did she go out? Seo-yoon always texted where if she left, but nothing.
“Kang Seo-yoon~”
“Y-Yeah...! You're home!”
The delayed response cleared up her confusion.
“Ha, haha...”
“...What are you doing.”
“S-Surprise?”
Seo-yoon stood there awkwardly, grinning 'hehe' and greeting her. Wrapped head to toe in thick pink ribbon, heart-shaped chocolate in hand.
“Valentine's Day event?”
“Yeah... thought I'd try something new this year...”
Mari approached the fidgeting Seo-yoon and popped the chocolate into her mouth. Fresh from the fridge, it was cold but melted fast on her tongue.
“H-How was it...?”
“Mm. Tasty. Ferrero Rocher, right?”
“Yup. Couldn't give you just anything.”
“Heeey, really?”
Mari stared silently, and Seo-yoon squirmed, blushing and stepping back.
“F-First, untie this...”
Ribbon tangled around her legs, binding them together—she hopped back cutely. Her huge breasts jiggled with each bounce.
“Mari? You listening?”
That bound look suited her so well. Did she not realize how she looked? Nah, she knew—ears bright red.
Seo-yoon was always like that. Tomboyish, but shy in weird spots. Did stuff others would balk at. And once decided, she never quit.
She must've known halfway through it was a bad idea. Mari, who'd watched her for 15 years, could tell.
“I'll untie you, so lie on the bed. You'll fall.”
“Phew, thanks. Got it too tight in the middle...”
Mari watched her nod and climb on, then slowly shed her outer clothes.
“...Gonna wash my hands first. Wait.”
“Huh? Can't you just do it now?”
Mari, Mari, where you going! Seo-yoon called from behind, but Mari ignored her, heading to the bathroom to scrub thoroughly. Nails, between fingers, palms, backs—spotless, soapy scent rising.
“...You could've just untied me right away.”
Perched on the bed, Seo-yoon pouted. She'd mellowed a bit lately, but still.
“Huh? Why're you taking off your pants...?”
“To untie you, I gotta get naked too.”
“What're you talking about.”
“Kang Seo-yoon. You need to realize how slutty you— no, how fucking hot you are.”
Mari tossed her clothes aside with a whoosh, exhaling long. Want to pounce right now, pin her down, ram my cock in, fill her womb with cum till it's bulging. But she held back. Seo-yoon was a carefully wrapped gift. Ripping the packaging roughly? Bad manners.
“W-Wait, calm down...! Not that I don't want to, just untie this first...!”
Mari pushed the flailing, half-risen Seo-yoon back down and whispered.
“No.”
Then she latched onto those plump breasts.
“Kyaaah-!”
Plush yet firm texture hit her mouth instantly. Same gender or not, impossible to resist. She suckled gently, no teeth, savoring. Seo-yoon, first startled, started moaning excitedly.
“Haa...♡ M-My bad...!”
Sucking from behind, arms wrapped around—Seo-yoon couldn't resist properly, twisting to speak. Breasts too massive to lift fully despite the schlurp.
But the strong suction showed; she trembled, paused, then spoke in a wetter voice.
“Untie... just this... feels weird...”
Mari slid a hand to her thigh—already soaked.
“Haven't even touched you properly. Just sucked your tits a bit?”
“That's why... it's weird...!”
Mari realized.
“Our Seo-yoon likes being tied up, huh?”
“Huh?”