I'll Help You, Kim Mari
Kim Mari. Half-Korean, half-American, born to an American mom and Korean dad. Born in Korea. Now twenty years old, she was facing the biggest crisis of her life.
"Seo-yoon…"
"Oh, all done washing up? Hang on a sec. I still have some spots here that aren't clean."
My friend was wiping up the cum I'd splattered everywhere, wearing just her panties. The problem was, we weren't dating—no boyfriends or girlfriends between us. We were just ball-buddies of fifteen years.
"…Why're you stripped down like that?"
"Huh? Why not?"
This morning, she'd suddenly sprouted a monstrous dick.
"My clothes got stained anyway, so they need washing. Might as well take 'em off."
"…Aren't you cold?"
"Heater's on, so it's fine. You should dry your hair first, though. Yours is longer than mine—it'll take forever."
"Uh, uh-huh…"
She gulped, swallowing without realizing it, and suddenly noticed that her friend Seo-yoon's body looked different today. Even before, Seo-yoon had a figure so perfect it was hard to believe she was fully Korean. For her chest to be as big as Mari's, a mixed Westerner, was impressive enough, but her waist was slim and her hips solid. The kind of body guys called the "ideal pregnancy build." Those huge breasts, heavy as they were, didn't sag—they stayed perky and jiggled every time she scrubbed the floor.
Mari stared blankly, entranced by the sight, not even hearing her friend call out to her. She was lost in a trance, eyes glued to those tits.
"…Hey!"
"Huh?"
"Mari, you okay? I was calling you, but no answer. What's up?"
"Ah… s-sorry. I was just spacing out. Kinda tired…"
"No wonder. Dry your hair first, seriously. You'll catch a cold."
Saying that, Seo-yoon grabbed some tissues and headed to the bathroom.
"I'll wash up too!"
Watching Seo-yoon toss the cum-soaked tissues in the trash and head into the bathroom, Mari finally snapped out of it.
"…"
The image of those jiggling breasts was burned into her mind. The cleavage glistening with sweat from all the scrubbing, flushed red cheeks. Those clear blue eyes full of worry and care for her.
No, Kim Mari. What the hell are you doing? She's your friend!
She slapped her own cheeks, then plugged in the hairdryer to dry her hair first. As the whiiiir filled the room, she silently recited a prayer in her heart.
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
Her hair was so long it reached past her waist almost to her butt, so by the time she turned off the dryer, the sound of running water from the bathroom stopped too.
"Phew…"
"Mari~ya~"
Seo-yoon's teasing voice called out, as if poking fun at her barely calmed nerves.
"…What? Need something?"
"Bring me a towel! I should've grabbed one on the way in—forgot."
Lord, why do you test me like this…
Mari grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom. Then—clunk—the door swung open.
"…!"
She'd meant to close her eyes before it opened, but she ended up seeing Seo-yoon's naked body full-on.
"Ah, thanks."
Steam billowed out with a rush of hot air from the warm shower. Her skin, moist and dewy, glowed under the fluorescent light. Those firm, plump breasts looked mouthwateringly delicious, like freshly steamed buns straight from the pot. Mari squeezed her eyes shut.
Seo-yoon's my friend. Seo-yoon's my friend. Seo-yoon's my friend.
Her last shreds of rationality thrashed about—she couldn't look at her friend, who was treating her sudden dick-growth like normal and worrying about her, with lewd eyes. She thrust the towel forward and hurried back to the room.
"Phew…"
She chugged cold water from the glass on the desk, and her mind finally cleared a bit. Then she flopped onto the bed, and her eyes drifted shut.
I can't just fall asleep like this…
But the aftereffects of her first-ever ejaculation—what else to call it?—were too much. The waves of pleasure had wrecked her brain and nerves, leaving exhaustion too heavy for Mari, experiencing a guy's orgasm for the first time, to fight off.
"…"
Unable to resist the overwhelming drowsiness, Mari soon fell into a deep sleep, breathing softly.
Squish.
"Mm…"
"Oh, you're awake?"
She opened her eyes again to the soft, firm sensation against her head.
"Wha—did I fall asleep?"
"Yeah, you were out cold. You must be… really tired, huh?"
Rubbing her sleepy eyes at the sound of her friend's voice so close, her vision filled with two massive mounds of flesh.
"…"
One perky nipple poked out, greeting her.
What? Am I still half-asleep?
She closed and opened her eyes again, but the view didn't change. Those enormous tits shadowed half her face.
"You okay? Your face has been red this whole time—I thought maybe you had a fever."
Seo-yoon's hand touched her forehead, and yeah, it felt cool.
"Ughhh…"
Lead us not into temptation…
"Wanna lie down a bit longer?"
She wanted to, desperately, but she knew if she stayed touching Seo-yoon's body any longer, she wouldn't be able to hold back.
"…Nah, I'm good."
Groaning, Mari sat up and met the worried gaze of her friend.
"Can't just keep lazing around forever."
"Lemme see… this it?"
I scrolled down to the futanari entry.
"Enhancer-type awakening, huh. Makes sense since it's physical."
"So… I awakened too?"
"Seems like it…"
Swipe, swipe—more details popped up.
Jangjak Wiki really can't be trusted sometimes.
Jangjak Wiki: Futanari
A form of enhancer-type awakener possessing both the advantages of female and male physiology.
Known as a very rare subtype among physical enhancer awakeners.
Most awaken around ages 19–21, during peak physical maturity.
"Right around our age."
"Anything else?"
They typically have penises larger than average male size, though some manifest smaller.
However, even if small, the testes produce an enormous volume of semen independently of the female genitalia.
Thus, daily masturbation or sex with a partner multiple times a day is essential for release.
"Huh?"
"Wha—multiple times a day?!"
Males can go 2–3 months without ejaculating, but futanari cannot.
As enhancer-types with overall boosted physical abilities, their testes produce vastly superior quantity and quality of semen.
Failure to release regularly can cause inflammation buildup, potentially leading to testicular cancer.
"…"
I silently glanced at Mari beside me. Her hands shook as she took the mouse from me, double-checking the text.
"Inflammation… even cancer…?"
"It says it's fine if you release daily. Don't freak out too much."
The info was solid—probably from the Awakener Association homepage. I read every paragraph carefully, scrolling to the bottom, where one line caught my eye.
Futanari awakeners qualify for support from the Korean Awakener Association…?
"They give some kinda aid? Oh… not today."
It helpfully listed what support was available if you visited, plus available dates.
"Last Wednesday of every month?"
"Today's the 1st, so…"
"Four weeks left."
Drained, Mari slumped against the chair back, looking utterly soulless.
"Seo-yoon… what do I do? Awakening's cool and all, but this body…"
"…Actually, you don't have to go to the Association."
"Huh?"
"You could just hide it. No problem."
"I-Is that allowed? But the law says all awakeners have to register…"
"Physical enhancers are hard to spot unless they show off. Can't tell from normals otherwise."
"…So, hide it?"
"Yeah. It's suspicious—they tell you to come in, but futanari info's scarce elsewhere online."
"Gasp!"
Mari sucked in a breath, voice trembling.
"Th-Then… people who go to register…"
"Government makes 'em vanish without a trace? Locks 'em in labs?"
It sounded absurd, but considering how I'd hidden my own healer ability… not entirely impossible. Everyone wants to study rare powers.
"Wh-what then…? I have to… cum multiple times a day…?"
I took a deep breath and opened my mouth.
That's what friends are for, right?
"I'll do it."
"Huh?"
"I'll help you."
"H-Help with wha—?"
I told the wide-eyed Mari.
"Jerking off. You gotta release every day, right?"
Mari gulped, and she looked kinda… happy? Nah, must be my imagination.