Creampie Afterglow and Dimensional Debut

The next moment in the Dimension Gallery, I opened my eyes on my familiar bed. "...Hah."

The ceiling spun dizzily. The familiar white ceiling of my one-room apartment, the hum of the air conditioner, the faint light seeping through the window. Everything was just as it always was—but my body was different. My legs trembled, and my lower abdomen felt heavy and hot. The only clothing I had on was the trunk panties I'd been wearing, now soaked inside, with a sticky fluid trickling down the insides of my thighs in vivid sensation.

It's still... inside me...

I ignored the window floating in front of me. That wasn't important right now.

"......Ugh."

I tried to sit up, but my legs gave out, and I collapsed back onto the bed. My thighs quivered faintly. The sensation of semen still leaking from inside was so vivid that my body heated up again.

No... I have to... check it quick...

Stumbling, I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠rushed to the bathroom. My hand trembled as I gripped the doorknob. I flicked on the light and yanked down my panties in front of the mirror the moment I stood there.

"...Ahhh...♡"

The woman in the mirror—no, me. The insides of my thighs glistened with semen. Warm, viscous fluid was still oozing out from my pussy entrance, bit by bit.

It's real... I got creampied...

I sat on the toilet and spread my legs wide. With one hand, I parted my pussy lips, and slid two fingers from the other hand inside.

Squelch...♡

My fingers sank into the semen-filled depths, sticky and full. I stirred them around, scraping the inner walls. Thick, hot fluid clung to my fingers as it flowed out.

"Ahh...♡"

I pushed my fingers deeper, twisting to scoop out everything near the cervix. Then, like my pussy was drooling, globs of semen poured out in sticky waves.

Squelch...♡ Squelch...♡

Each twist sent faint sparks of pleasure brushing through me. Scraping out the semen stimulated my inner walls with my fingers.

...Why does... this feel so good...♡

What started as scooping turned rhythmic. My fingers rubbed inside, evoking the fullness of that cockhead thrusting in.

Ugh♡ I was just trying to clean up...♡

But my body had already reacted—it was too late to stop. The mix of semen and my juices was sticky yet slick, letting my fingers glide easier. Each slow stir sent pleasure racing up my spine.

"Haa...♡ Haaa...♡"

My breath quickened. I thrust harder, deeper, pretending to scoop while really rubbing my sensitive spots.

Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡

Every time semen coated my fingers coming out, a weird pleasure surged.

...I'm... ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠masturbating with his cum right now...

If I didn't scoop it out fast, I might get pregnant. ...Or maybe it was already too late?

The scooping naturally turned into full masturbation. My two fingers pumped slowly at first, then faster, rubbing my walls while my thumb grazed my clit.

"Unngh...♡ Haaang...♡"

Moans leaked out. In the mirror, my face flushed red, eyes misty, lips parted.

...The cum... still left inside... makes it so slippery...♡

Squelching sounds echoed with each twist. Pleasure built, my legs spreading wider on their own.

"Haa...♡ Deeper... deeper...♡"

The pace quickened—rubbing hard inside pushed me to the edge.

Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Splurt♡ Splurt♡

"Aaaahk...♡ Cumming... cumming again—♡"

My body shook as orgasm hit once more. My insides clenched, squirting out the remaining semen mixed with my juices.

Squiiirt—♡!

"---♡♡"

My moans filled the bathroom, echoing off the tiles.

Ugh... ah. No soundproofing... they'll hear...

Panting, I trembled on the toilet. Pulling my fingers out let the mixed fluids drip down my thighs.

...Better... now.

But the aftershocks lingered. I turned on the shower, rinsing inside with hot water. The stream teased me, sparking more faint pleasure.

...System... this body... too sensitive...♡

Finally finishing the long shower, I returned to my room. My body had calmed without stimulation, but I was still worried about pregnancy—then.

Ding.

A new alert popped up.

"...Points?"

I blinked. Pregnancy risk. And points. The words alone gave me a rough idea.

That was why I'd freaked out in the bathroom earlier.

No way...

I glanced down. After the shower, no traces remained. But the memory of scooping inside was fresh.

"..."

After a brief silence, I muttered.

"...Could've told me sooner."

I felt silly for panicking alone. At least, before enjoying this system, I wouldn't get forcibly knocked up—as long as I used these points. That eased my tension a bit.

"...Anyway, later."

Points, tutorial— no way to check right now. The system would explain eventually.

Leaning against the bed, I looked at the system window again.

Then I noticed another alert still there.

"...Dimension Gallery."

The name alone was intriguing. Gallery? Like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠an online community?

Leaning back, I scanned the window. It awaited my response... but eh.

I'd seen galleries before, even if I never posted. Lurk before you post.

I closed the alert to check other menus first, pulling up the main screen.

Ding!

Right. Same thought as me? Bolstered by the system's nudge, I selected Dimension Gallery.

The window flickered, unfolding a new screen.

That phrase topped it, followed by a list of posts: Title / Author / Views / Replies. A structure I'd seen a million times.

"...It's a real gallery."

I chuckled briefly. Curiosity piqued, I tapped a random post.

"...Total community vibe."

I'd expected something grand with the dimensional talk. Just like any internet board.

I scrolled up and tapped the attached photo. It expanded, filling my view.

"...Huh?"

I blinked. The image showed a vast plain, distant mountains, a wall-like fortress ahead. In front of it, an armored man stood with sword drawn.

"...Cosplay?"

At first. Lots of that these days. But something felt off. The sword was unnaturally huge—man-sized greatsword.

Prop, probably...? No way a person swings that.

Then, in the corner: massive claws. Scales. A body so huge it extended beyond the frame, covering half the shot.

"...What the hell."

I zoomed in. ...A dragon? No matter how I looked, it was a dragon. CG? Composite? Maybe. But considering the system's nature, this gallery it linked wasn't for normies.

That shifted how I saw the comments. What I'd thought was roleplay now hit different.

BenevolentOne: Hero-nim T_T Don't push yourself T_T

And the header.

[Dimension Gallery] - Free bulletin board for interdimensional beings

"...Aha."

It clicked. This was literally a gallery where beings from other dimensions hung out.

Checked another post.

"......"

What was I looking at? A massive dick filling the screen, alongside huge tits that shouldn't coexist.

"Futanari are real?"

A ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠saintess, no less. Posting full-erection dick pics when horny. What a trashy drama...

Other threads discussed dimensional travel too.

"...Not me, right?"

The alert mentioned dimensions... maybe I was visiting one?

I browsed for an hour. The gallery was ancient and active—users from all dimensions. Some like my Earth.

Then, another alert.

Ding!

"..."

...No intro post or announcement? Straight to porn?

Videos weren't uploading before, either. Half-doubting, I reopened the paused alert.

"Eh, whatever. Should be fine?"

System said so. No point overthinking—I hit upload blindly.

[Y]

A post went up under my name.

...Huh, right choice?