Why Are You Going This Far?
"Why are you doing this much for me?"
"Then... you'll grant my wish?" When I asked if that was okay, that's the response I got.
"No, not that, but..."
More than that, what kind of wish was she planning to make that she'd go this far with a bet? I couldn't figure it out, but for some ominous reason, I decided to go through with the rules.
"Alright then, come here."
Yoon Yerin spread her arms wide toward me. Just as it said on the block she'd just drawn,
[Hug the Person Next to You♡]
I was supposed to hug her quickly. ...Just a little.
"Th-that's enough, right? Now it's your turn, Yoon Yerin..."
I'd only hugged her lightly, but for some reason, my body got pulled in.
"Mmph!"
"No way that's enough."
When my body was yanked closer, a massive watermelon appeared right in front of my eyes. It was Yoon Yerin's breasts.
"Looks like the back says 'Perform for 1 minute.'"
"W-wait, just a sec...!"
"What's wrong?"
"Pha! Y-you're too close."
Yoon Yerin tilted her head at my complaint about being too close.
"But this is the proper hugging position, isn't it?"
"Y-yeah, but your breasts keep pressing against me..."
"Can't be helped—it's the game."
She was completely right, so I couldn't argue. But even if it was all technically correct, the position definitely felt off. Especially this way of pressing her breasts so firmly against me, not to mention our stomachs glued together. No matter how you looked at it, this posture screamed ulterior motives.
"...Isn't it been a minute already?"
"No way. It's only been 10 seconds."
And in the meantime, I was wondering if a minute had always felt this long. Time was passing, sure, but it felt like we were stuck in place forever.
"Now it's really been..."
Squeeze.
I tried to pull away after enduring a bit longer, but something brushed against my stomach.
"......"
It was none other than her dick. Her dick, fully erect inside her pants.
"...Um."
"...Yes."
"...It's, it's hard down there again."
Yoon Yerin didn't budge even after hearing me. She even stayed still knowing her dick was erect.
'And it's been over a minute now...'
Yet I could feel it subtly grinding. I spoke up again to Yoon Yerin, who was pretending not to notice.
"...Y-you've been pressing your stomach against mine this whole time?"
"...Eep."
"...G-getting erect during the game? How perverted are you?"
"...Hng."
"...You're not getting off on hearing that right now, are you?"
"...N-no, I'm not."
But it sure felt like her dick was getting bigger.
"Gh... E-enough...!"
I stood up, afraid things would get even weirder if I stayed put.
"N-now it's really your turn, Yoon Yerin."
Yoon Yerin, her face a little flushed, started drawing a block. Pop.
"This time..."
"...Wh-what came up?"
"Hold hands."
Hold hands? Compared to kneading breasts or hugging, this seemed way easier. I reached for the hand she offered, but for some reason, my hand hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
"N-nothing."
I couldn't tell why I'd paused for a second.
"...This should be fine, right?"
Maybe just holding hands felt itchier somehow.
"Yeah, but it said
[Hold for 5 Seconds]
and you've been holding on way longer."
"Wh-why are you saying that now?"
"You looked like you didn't want to let go."
"...M-my turn, right?"
It was my turn again.
"......"
Maybe because I'd drawn such a dangerous one early on, I was already being cautious. I picked what looked like the safest block among them.
Rattle rattle.
As soon as I grabbed it, my fingers started shaking.
'F-focus...'
My hands got even sweatier for some reason, and I barely managed to pull the block out. Thud.
"Haa..."
"You succeeded."
I'd succeeded in pulling the block, but true success meant completing what was written on it.
"What'd you get?"
"......"
And sure enough, this block tripped me up too.
[Get Your Breasts Touched♡]
came up."
"...Can we void this one?"
And why were they all coming out against me? Doing this consecutively made it feel suspicious.
"I'm ready."
"N-no, you're really gonna do it?"
"No choice, right?"
"B-but, even if yesterday was for treatment, this isn't. A-and you have someone you like..."
For a moment, Yoon Yerin's hand froze.
"...You're right, it's contradictory. Doing this with someone else when I have someone I like."
"Then..."
"But think of this as part of the treatment too."
"...Huh?"
I'd sold myself short, but her unexpected reply continued.
"My feelings haven't changed at all, and honestly, touching you, Lee So-yul, makes me feel better bit by bit."
"Wh-what does that..."
"These things are connected to the treatment. Touching you gets me erect, and getting erect lets me cum."
"Then..."
I pulled out my last trump card: the recruitment conditions.
"...Can't argue with that. I did say nothing like that would happen. So how about this?"
What Yoon Yerin proposed next was:
"Days off...?"
"Yes. Since I can't offer much right now, whenever those things happen, I'll guarantee you rest days."
"......"
One thought crossed my mind. If she wanted, she didn't have to go this far. She could just add it as a condition for living in this bunker.
But Yoon Yerin didn't. It went against what she'd promised, so she was trying to take responsibility somehow.
That's why.
"...Why are you going this far for me?"
"...Pardon?"
I was curious why she was going beyond responsibility to provide conveniences.
"I-I mean! Even if you were looking for someone to live with, we haven't known each other long, and... from a certain perspective, I could be the biggest threat to you. So why?"
"Lee So-yul."
At that moment, Yoon Yerin approached and pressed her forehead to mine.
"I get how you feel, Lee So-yul. It's true I've been treating you better than I originally planned."
"Then why..."
"...At first, it was gratitude that you helped even after learning my secret. But."
Then Yoon Yerin leaned toward my neck. And sniffed me, just like before.
"...Now, it's just that I smell that person on you, Lee So-yul."
"......"
"It makes me miss them so much that I've ended up treating you better... and doing meaner things to you."
"That's..."
"...Someone like me must seem pretty awful, right?"
I couldn't answer that question. Maybe because I knew her feelings. Or more likely, telling someone who feels nostalgia from a mere similar scent to stop... felt too harsh.
Especially when I'd been too scared to tell her the truth, using the excuse that it'd confuse her.
'No way I could say that.'
So instead, I just held her trembling hand.
"...Doesn't seem awful to me."
"...Huh?"
"I-it doesn't seem awful. More like, you have a kind side, and you're thoughtful in so many ways, so actually..."
Before I could finish, Yoon Yerin pinned me down.
"...This is why I end up being meaner to you, Lee So-yul."
"W-wait, g-gently..."
Squeeze.
"Ow."
"...Same breasts, but they feel different somehow."
"Gh..."
"So soft and squishy... the more I touch, the more addictive it gets."
"Y-you don't have to say that..."
"...And besides."
Slide.
"Hii!"
"Inside the clothes, it's even squishier... makes me want to touch all day."
"Eep..."
Already embarrassed, and now her hand slipped in, making weird noises escape.
"T-time's up, right...?"
"Not yet."
Pop.
"Eek!?"
"Haven't touched here yet."
At that instant, a totally different sensation hit. She'd touched my nipple.
"W-wait a sec..."
My body twitched like it was twisting when she touched my nipple. In terms of stimulation, it was definitely less than down there.
'B-but... it's itchier, more torturous...'
Holding back wasn't easy here either. Pinch.
"Ahng...!!"
Then, not content with touching, she pinched my nipple. My body lifted right off the ground.
"...That's the loudest sound so far. You like it here that much?"
"N-no, it's not that... s-suddenly pinching..."
"Guess I have to be careful."
"Eh...?"
Her words about being careful drew my eyes to the Jenga tower. One wrong move, and it could topple.
"W-wait, move aside a bit..."
"I want to touch you from right here."
"B-but it'll fall like this..."
"Will it?"
Yoon Yerin whispered in my ear like she'd planned this.
"But you know if the Jenga falls, the one who made it fall loses, right?"
"Gh, that's too unfair..."
"Of course? 'The one who topples it loses' is the rule. If you can't endure properly, you'll lose, Lee So-yul."
I wanted to argue more, but I couldn't. With my breasts and nipples tormented, words wouldn't come.
"Gh, stop..."
Crash.
And sure enough, the Jenga toppled.
"Done—time's up."
"Haa, haa..."
"But now, no helping it, right?"
And so I lost at Jenga too.
"Don't worry too much, though. It's not a hard wish."
Yoon Yerin approached me after saying that. Then she hugged me and sat down, just like before.
"It wasn't my original wish, but it changed now."
"What..."
"I want to rub against your stomach like before and cum."
When Yoon Yerin stated her wish, just hearing it made my body tremble, and at the same time, my strength drained. Thanks to that nipple pinch earlier.
"...Then, I'll do it."
Yoon Yerin handled my limp body like a doll and rubbed her dick against me. Stroke.
"Ung..."
Squeeze, press.
"Hngut..."
Yoon Yerin's moans right in front of me. And movements like she was using a toy. They sent chills beyond mere arousal, intensifying every time my body shook.
"I-it's, hng, coming soon..."
Soon enough, the urge to cum built up.
"L-like this...?"
"Y-yes, like this, on your stomach, Lee So-yul..."
"N-no, even so, on my actual stomach..."
Squeeze.
But calming a dick this erect was impossible. No choice left. I just had to prepare to receive the cum about to burst out.
"O-okay..."
"Haat, n-now...!!"
So I hugged Yoon Yerin to make her cum faster.
"Ahng, s-suddenly hug♡♡♡!!"
The sudden hug lifted her hips, and I lost my grip.
"Haat♡♡♡♡♡!!"
Splurt. Spurt, spurt.
"O-on my clothes too..."
It was a massive ejaculation. Yoon Yerin, having let go of me, slumped down, and the cum leaked out, staining her clothes.
'Even inside...'
No wonder the sound was different when it came. It had erupted so violently.
Yoon Yerin, looking much relieved, gave me a light hug. Then whispered in my ear.
"...You were good♡"
"G-good...?"
Good use? Did that mean she'd just used me like a tool? Of course, that playful expression said otherwise.
But separately, for some reason, those words made my lower parts twitch.
'...Love juices leaked again.'
I hid that fact and ended the day.