Chapter 3: First Time with Dick Cheese Fellatio?
“Jua.”
“Hngh… hng…”
Han Jin-seong called out to her, but Yoo Jua couldn't hear him, overwhelmed by the humiliation and shame surging through her ass.
Smack—!
“Answer me.”
“Kyaa?! Y-yes, yes…!”
The sharp command was followed by a fierce spanking. His palm slammed hard against one side of her pale ass cheek. A red handprint bloomed across the plump, jiggly flesh, and the sudden pain mixed with a jolt of electricity made her scream as she barely managed a reply.
“That's enough with the ass. Time for some fellatio.”
“...Pardon?”
“Fellatio. You know what that is? Means shove my cock in your mouth and suck it.”
“...!”
As if she'd known it was coming, she squeezed her eyes shut. A weak voice laced with resignation and humiliation slipped from her lips.
“Under...stood.”
Han Jin-seong shoved his chair back with a screech, making space, and she slid off the desk to kneel cautiously in front of him. As she lowered herself, her breasts came back into view, hidden before by her arms. Gazing down at the pretty pink areolas and perky little nipples, he flashed a sleazy, satisfied grin.
“Ever given a blowjob before?”
“N-no... This is my... first time...”
“Heh heh, perfect. This'll be fun.”
At this point, Han Jin-seong activated his Mutation skill. He'd been using Mimicry, which had changed his size to Gu Du-ak's original, and it pissed him off.
Smaller than my real one. Tsk.
He was pretty well-endowed even in reality. Using Mutation, he stretched it out to about 25cm and added some extra modifications. A delicate office lady like this was best with her face wrecked—and that was one of his unique, filthy, perverted fetishes.
Mutation.
Han Jin-seong coated every nook and cranny of his cock with thick layers of nasty dick cheese buildup. He packed on weeks-old, repulsive, disgusting smegma until it couldn't get any filthier, then stopped the mutation. He commanded the clearly tense woman in front of him.
“Alright, Jua. Use your hands to pull down my pants and take out my cock.”
“...Yes.”
Han Jin-seong lifted his hips to make it easier for her. Steel ing her resolve, Yoo Jua finally reached out. Shame and degradation made her want to bolt from the room, but she forced it down. Her fingertips hooked into his pants, dragging them down along with his underwear...
Whoosh—
“Urk...!!”
As the zipper rasped open, the reality before her eyes was so horrific it made her deny it. The stench assaulting her nose wasn't just sweat or piss—it was far more revolting. A putrid, rancid cock cheese reek, like rotten cum and smegma mashed together, butchered her senses. Yoo Jua let out an involuntary dry heave. She reflexively raised a hand to pinch her nose, then yanked it back to her knee, realizing how that would look to him.
“Ngh...!”
It was grotesquely massive, the only way to describe it. And covering its surface... yellowish-white filthy crusts. The dick cheese hung like melted cheese, hideous clumps that induced pure disgust just by existing. A nausea-inducing sensation from an uncleanness she'd never seen or imagined.
This... this in my mouth...?
Her light pink eyes shook mercilessly. Her stomach churned like bile was rising, her vision spun, her mind went blank. She couldn't believe she had to service this nauseating abomination with her mouth. Imagining that foul smell and sticky clumps defiling her tongue and mouth made her think it'd be better to run outside and get torn apart alive by monsters. Physiological revulsion dominated her body. She wanted to jump up and flee.
But her body wouldn't move. The locked door, the man before her, the camera capturing it all. The instinct to survive, to endure this hell somehow, suppressed her reason. Tears welled up, but a furious determination to bring this man down someday clenched her teeth.
“C-can we... move somewhere else? Not here... to the sofa in the middle...”
“Hm? More comfy there? Sure.”
He could see her intent plain as day, but he chuckled and went along. The desk blocked the view here; she wanted the sofa in the center for better camera angles. After moving, his cock loomed before her eyes again. She let out a deep sigh and lightly slapped her cheeks with trembling hands.
Get it together, Yoo Jua.
Finally resolved, she slowly lowered her head. Imagining the horrific taste on her tongue tip made goosebumps erupt all over. The source of the filth drew near. Yoo Jua squeezed her eyes shut.
No turning back now.
She dipped her head lower. As her hot breath grazed it, the dirty stench flooded her mouth, rotting her tongue root. She swallowed dryly, her lips quivering as she slowly... hesitantly parted them. With the mindset of drinking poison, she timidly flicked her tongue against his glans tip.
Lick—
“...!!”
The texture on her tongue tip was pure nightmare fuel. Sour, salty, an indescribably filthy taste shredding her taste buds. A flavor she'd never known, one that made her want to bite off her tongue and die rather than feel again...!
She bit her lower lip to stifle the heave.
Should I give her a little help?
Impressed by her effort, Han Jin-seong activated his Lord of Pleasure skill. This treated him as having mastered all pleasure skills, and he triggered Pheromone. A common-grade skill that seduced minds through body scent.
Lemme tweak this a bit...
His Lord of Pleasure was level 10, so the Pheromone was too.
What's this...?
Yoo Jua sensed something off. It was gag-worthy disgusting, yet the stimulating tang lingering on her tongue had a weird addictiveness. Like trying a potent spice for the first time, the shock made her unconsciously stick out her tongue again.
Lick—
The moment her tongue tip touched the slick glans surface again, an intense salty bitterness exploded through her mouth.
“Urk...!”
A dry heave burst out, but she clamped it down with all her might. Hot tears stung her eyes, her stomach twisting in revulsion. But... something strange stirred. Amid the vile taste and smell, a faint new sensation bloomed. A tingling buzz in her brain, an eerie stimulation. To confirm, she licked the glans again.
“Hng...!”
The third taste felt slightly more familiar. Still revolting, but beyond the disgust, something else squirmed. Eyes shut tight, she boldly lapped around his glans with her tongue. And finally, the thing she dreaded most... her tongue hit the yellowish smegma crust.
“Urk...!”
Instantly, a bitter blast and damp rotten cheese flavor flooded her mouth. A thicker, condensed stench with a musky night-bloom aroma spread stickily. The clumped dick cheese melted on her tongue. Another heave threatened at the unsallowable taste, but she fought it down. Tears pricking, she swallowed it with her saliva.
A chill ran through her at the foreign lump sliding down her throat and the lingering foulness.
“Haa...♥”
It was vomit-inducingly gross, yet her body paradoxically craved more, confusing her. That was the moment. Right after the horrific taste hit her throat, a hot surge bubbled up from her gut. Goosebumps from her extremities, a tingle in her lower belly, a weird arousal blooming.
What... the hell...?
Yoo Jua's eyes fluttered in confusion. This unknowable sensation rising amid revulsion and humiliation. She couldn't comprehend the changes in her body. But one thing was clear: she hated this act with every fiber, yet an insane impulse yearned to taste it again. Hesitating, she parted her lips once more.
“The smell's a bit strong, but you're adapting well.”
...A bit?
Yoo Jua inwardly rolled her eyes, furrowing her delicate brow. How was this just a bit? It reeked like it hadn't been washed in months, covered in loathsome crusts. Silent, she parted her lips slightly and lowered her head again. The foul stench stabbed her nose, but it wasn't as overwhelming now. Instead, it mingled with the subtle excitement rising from her depths, gaining a faint addictiveness. The yellowed smegma mixed with slick fluids was still repulsive, but she didn't hesitate, extending her tongue.
“Hng...♥ Slurp...♥ Churp...♥”
This time, far bolder. Yoo Jua pursed her lips around the glans, easing it in while meticulously scraping off the sticky dick cheese with her tongue. The sensation of the thick clumps mashing on her tongue wrinkled her nose, a heave rising. But it faded quickly. Sour, bitter flavors filled her mouth. Before long, her mouth was a gooey mess of saliva and smegma remnants.