15. An Ordinary Morning
15. An Ordinary Morning
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-
Like a harpoon piercing through the deep sea, the ringing of the alarm clock drilled into Han So-jeong's slumber.
"Mmm......"
Still unable to open her eyes, So-jeong only moved her hand sluggishly, giving the top of the alarm clock a firm thump to silence the thing.
So-jeong remained still, frozen in that position.
Her consciousness had returned, but she wasn't yet awake enough to move her body.
Instead, with her eyes closed, So-jeong began to perceive her senses one by one, excluding sight.
Occasional birdsong could be heard from beyond the closed window, but judging by the lack of light drumming on her closed eyelids, it was clearly still the early morning, just as dawn was beginning to break.
As she tossed and turned, taking a deep breath, the cozy texture and scent of the blanket reached her.
And mixed in there quite distinctly were a sensation and a smell that didn't suit a woman wandering through a drowsy morning sleep.
"......"
Still not opening her eyes, So-jeong slowly lowered her hand. The soft, pliable breasts it found, and in contrast, the stomach without an ounce of fat.
And below that.
As she wrapped her hand around her own dick, which was rock hard all by itself compared to her other languid body parts, a hot warmth flowed from the shaft into her fingers.
Gently stroking its shape, which stood erect with its head held high, tracing a gentle curve, So-jeong suddenly thought of an airplane's control stick.
In fact, this dick might truly be the stick that controlled So-jeong.
Several days had passed since the all-nighter at Baek-seol's house. During those few days, several changes had occurred for So-jeong.
One of them was that she no longer wore pajamas to sleep.
It was partly because it was uncomfortable when her dick got erect in the middle of the night and stretched her panties, and also because the strange sense of liberation felt when sleeping naked was pleasant.
But the biggest reason was that, like this, she could immediately take care of her morning sexual desire as soon as she woke up.
"Ngh, hmm."
As she gently moved her wrist up and down, caressing the shaft, a moist breath escaped her lips without her realizing it. As the pleasure from her dick gently massaged her brain, traveling up her spine, it seemed her mind was finally becoming fully alert.
Squelch-
She hadn't even repeated the up-and-down motion a few times before pre-cum was already flowing out with a sticky sound. So-jeong dipped her fingers in the pre-cum that had dripped from the tip of her glans and rubbed it under the swollen, taut glans and on the tendons at the back of her dick.
"Ahh, haat, aah!"
As her slippery fingers, slick with pre-cum, lightly brushed against the most sensitive part of her glans, So-jeong's waist began to twitch more and more. Feeling she could no longer hold back, So-jeong felt around the bed with the hand that wasn't touching her dick and grabbed her cotton panties that she had taken off the previous day.
As her slippery hand quickly stroked the entire length of her dick, So-jeong felt her vision flash white even with her eyes closed.
"Haaang! Ah! Hheuk! Mmm......!"
After caressing her dick to its limit, just before the semen erupted, she wrapped the panties around her entire dick.
The first ejaculation of the morning is the most concentrated and voluminous. The semen that had built up overnight thoroughly soaked the panties.
"Hwaaaaa......"
The semen forcefully surged up her urethra about ten times before its momentum subsided. Letting out a satisfied sigh from the pleasant relief, So-jeong gently opened her eyes.
Another change that had occurred for So-jeong was that she had fully accepted her sexual desire as a futanari.
Futanari.
It was a term she found in the erotic manga she looked up to understand herself better after acknowledging her change, a word used to refer to people like her.
After reading several manga featuring futanari, So-jeong discovered one common characteristic they shared: they possessed tremendous sexual desire.
Of course, she didn't think fictional futanari and her real self were unconditionally the same, but she had no choice but to admit that the part about having strong sexual desire applied to her too.
In fact, while reading those futanari manga, there were times she had to use up an entire box of tissues dealing with her dick, which was so erect it hurt,
and just looking at her dick, still standing stiffly despite having just ejaculated so much, now covered by the soft fabric of her panties and her hot, sticky semen, was proof enough.
There was a reason So-jeong had set her alarm for early in the morning, before the sun even rose.
Ejaculating just once or twice was never enough to calm her sexual desire.
Squelch-
As she wrapped her hand around the panties encasing her dick and shook it again, the slippery semen provided lubrication incomparable to before, thrillingly stimulating her entire dick.
"Haaang......"
Not holding back the moans that burst forth, So-jeong tilted her head back slightly. The hand that wasn't touching her dick was tracing circles around her peach-colored nipples, which had stiffened and stood at attention as if trying to follow her dick's lead, gently caressing them.
Before becoming a futanari, she had never masturbated, and for a while after becoming one, under the pretense of releasing semen, she had only done dick masturbation, but now she was completely different.
She knew, and enjoyed, the subtle yet deeply accumulating pleasure that her original body provided, just as much as her dick did. Perhaps the reason futanari had such strong sexual desire was because they possessed the sexual desires of both male and female genitalia.
"Haak, haa, hup, that feels so good......"
Unlike the first time, when she came immediately after a few strokes, So-jeong now enjoyed the pleasure of the act of holding and shaking her dick itself.
Feeling the softness of the panties and the warmth of the semen, whenever she surrendered her body to this pleasure, one person invariably came to So-jeong's mind.
"Baek-seol......"
What would it feel like to put this dick inside Baek-seol? The reason she enjoyed masturbating with her panties was the thought that she might be able to feel a little bit of that sensation.
She thought it was ridiculous. Like Baek-seol, she herself had a pussy, yet here she was imagining the feeling of a dick entering it.
So-jeong's other hand, which had been caressing her chest, moved down below her dick, which was slick with semen.
Squelch-!
So-jeong's pussy was soaked with a liquid different from semen.
"Higgheuk!"
A pleasure completely different from touching her dick caused So-jeong's waist to jolt once more.
The pleasures provided by the male and female genitalia were different in kind, yet they amplified each other. Like intertwining vines climbing endlessly upward.
"Touching bothhh, it's too dangerous......"
A thrill of pleasure that ordinary people could never experience in their lifetime. In that torrent, even as she realized her waist was gradually arching, So-jeong couldn't stop racing toward the peak of these pleasures.
"Hheuk, ang, haaat! I'm coming, a big one's comingcomingcomingaaah......comi......!!"
Unable to finish her last words, So-jeong's head was thrown back as if burrowing into the bed.
"......!!"
She couldn't breathe from the explosion of pleasure. Her mind was melting, and her utterly rigid body showed no signs of relaxing.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Pure white semen that So-jeong's small panties couldn't contain shot into the air, scattering onto her stomach and chest.
Pshoooot-!
And simultaneously, the squirt that gushed out like a fountain from her pussy stained the bedsheet.
"Ha......ak, ah, haaaa......"
Twitching and shuddering as if electrocuted, So-jeong eventually collapsed powerlessly onto the bed with a thud, like a puppet with its strings cut.
"Haa, haa."
So-jeong's beautiful body was drenched not only in semen and love juice but also in sweat.
'It felt good again today......'
Even though she engaged in this intense masturbation every morning, far from getting tired of it, it seemed she was becoming more and more addicted the more she did it.
'If just masturbating feels this good, how amazing must sex be?'
With that thought, So-jeong once again pictured Baek-seol, her best friend and the object of her lust.
In the manga So-jeong had read, the futanari protagonists mostly had sex with their partners almost immediately.
But as she said before, fiction and reality are different. No matter how much something that seemed like it would only happen in fiction had happened to her.
Nevertheless, So-jeong couldn't help but occasionally imagine it.
The image of Baek-seol seeing her changed body and accepting her.
Like the partners in the manga, lovingly taking her fully erect futanari dick into her mouth, stroking it with her hand, spreading her legs to welcome this dick into her deepest place......
"Nngh."
The base of her dick, which should have calmed down a bit, began to throb and tremble again.
It seemed like more had built up today than usual.
***
So-jeong didn't remember exactly how many more times she ejaculated until she was completely calm. She only knew that by the time she came to her senses, the entire bed was already soaked with semen and squirt.
"Gotta do laundry again......"
Making a mental note of the now daily chore of washing the bedding, So-jeong glanced at the digital clock placed by the bedside.
And she felt goosebumps break out all over her body.
"A-already this late?!"
Even though she had woken up hours before her class time, the clock was showing a precarious number indicating she needed to wash up and leave immediately.
"Ugh, what do I do!"
Hopping out of bed in a flash, So-jeong practically ripped the sheets off, threw them into the washing machine, and dashed to the shower.
Normally, being late for one day wouldn't be a big deal, but today was different.
"I'm going to be late for the exam!"
Because even if she had experienced the extraordinary event of waking up one day as a futanari, midterm exams wouldn't wait for her.