Chapter 2
"Huh? Infinity?"
Her dazed murmur came with the sudden halt of her stroking. The shaking had stopped. I glanced over in surprise, and there she was—eyes wide as saucers, mouth agape—staring right at the number floating above my head.
...She should've been shocked looking down there. Though mine was bigger than average anyway.
"Ah, the number's blurring...! S-sorry!"
She hurriedly dropped her gaze back to my cock and grabbed it again, shaking it with renewed vigor. Mmm. It felt more urgent than before. But hey, it was still good. Her tits were jiggling faster.
I slyly reached out and groped one. Huge. It overflowed my hand! So heavy. She just surrendered her breast to my touch entirely. Yeah, must be a burden, huh? Let me take some weight off your shoulders today.
I twisted my body toward her a bit and extended my other hand. Seeing that, she yanked her T-shirt up over her tits, exposing them, then unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor. I stretched both hands to her chest and kneaded away while her head dipped down toward my crotch.
Soon, my cock warmed up.
"Mmm..."
She started with licks from her tongue, then swirled the tip gently around.
"Mmph... Mmmph..."
Then she began sucking me off.
"Hnnngh..."
A groan slipped out of me unbidden. Her bobbing head went deeper and deeper until I could feel her hot breath right there. My right hand kept massaging her massive tit while I slipped my left one free and pressed down firmly on her head.
"Mmph! Gack! Glurk!"
Her muffled cries hit as my cock got drenched in seconds. Saliva streamed down from her mouth. I pressed harder, feeling her throat convulsing, desperately trying to swallow every inch.
Then—
"Gasp! Heok!"
She jerked her head up. My hand flew off, but I wasn't disappointed. Her eyes were already burning with heat as she looked at me.
"I... I want to tease you more, but... I'm in such a rush right now...!"
She panted, glancing at me. But I didn't play coy—I pulled her in and kissed her fiercely, flipping us onto the bed. Midway, my right hand dove into her pants, under her panties.
"Ah! Mmph! There! Me! Fuck me quick... Hnngh!"
I knew. Her eyes had been begging for it from the start. Still, I did what I had to. My middle finger dug into her bare skin—it was already soaked. I shoved in my ring and pinky fingers too, shaking them up and down hard.
"Haaak!"
Squelch-squelch. Juices splashed everywhere. No need for more—I yanked my hand out, stripped her pants off.
"Q-quick...! Really, hurry...!"
I spread her legs wide, climbed on top, and thrust my cock inside. Missionary.
"Agh!"
Her moan escaped, and I slammed down on her.
"Haak! Aaak!"
Thrusting my hips drew out more moans. Her huge tits bounced wildly. I went harder, hugging her tight, pounding with all my strength!
"Haak! Aaak! Yes! So good!"
I drove in deep while kissing her.
"Hnnph! Mmmph!"
Tongues rolled and sucked endlessly. When I finally pulled back—
"Haa... Haaa..."
Her face flushed crimson as she gazed at me. She stretched her arms, wrapping them around my back, locking eyes shyly.
"I... I've always wanted to say something during sex like this..."
"What?"
She peeked sideways nervously before whispering.
"Um... Impregnate me, please..."
Her face turned beet red in an instant. I couldn't help but grin.
"You wanna get pregnant?"
"...! Yes!"
I slammed my cock deep and hard into her nodding frenzy.
"Agh! Aaak! Heok!"
"Your name."
"Huh?"
"Name!"
"Yoo-jung! Ahn Yoo-jung! It's Ahn Yoo-jung!"
Her yells mixed casual and formal. I whispered hotly in her ear.
"Say it loud. What do you want?"
"I... I want to get pregnant!"
"Louder!"
"I want to get pregnant!!"
"Whose kid!"
"Y-you, the guy I just met today! The one from the impregnation gig! I wanna get pregnant with a stranger's baby!!"
She screamed, legs shooting out, then clamping my waist and thighs with insane force. It was so tight I could barely pull back. But I wouldn't lose. I thrust harder, withdrawing fully before pounding like a maniac!
"Aaaah! Uwaaak!"
I ramped up the speed.
"Haaaak! Hwaaaak!"
Thwack-thwack. Thwack-thwack! Thwack-thwack-thwack! Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Yoo-jung! Ahn Yoo-jung! I'm gonna cum! Gonna fill your womb!"
"Cum! Cum in me! Deep inside! Impregnate me!"
"You're getting pregnant for sure! I'm dumping it deep!"
"For real! I'll definitely get pregnant! Give me your baby!"
"Here it comes! Get pregnant!"
"Fill me! Stuff my womb full! Overflow it!"
"Uwaaa! Fuck!"
I shoved my hips as deep as possible. She shrieked "Uhaaak!" Her legs spasmed straight out, body convulsing wildly. I crushed her tighter, squeezing out every last drop deep inside.
"Haa..."
I pulled out. And right as sex with her—Ahn Yoo-jung—ended...
Poof.
Something in my head, my body, shattered and vanished. I knew instinctively: This was the tutorial system that had force-fed me the PC bang urge and this impregnation job. And now it was done.
No more forced tasks. From here, everything was on me.
Lost in thought, I heard rustling—then my cock warmed again. Looking down, Yoo-jung was between my legs, cum leaking from her pussy as she sucked me clean with wet slurps.
"Mmph. Hnnmph."
"...You fucking slut."
We went straight into round two.
***
"Ugh... Can't do more..."
"Haa..."
Yoo-jung collapsed in exhaustion, my cock raw and tingling. We lay there on the bed until she poked my chest, regaining some energy.
"Round again?"
"You got it in you?"
"Your huge tits make me hard instantly."
"Hehe. Thanks, but I don't think I can go more today."
I nodded. Yeah, we'd done plenty.
"Then why poke me?"
"Not that. Just curious about something."
She grinned and pointed above my head.
"Your number. Infinity. What the hell? I didn't see wrong, right? I was so shocked I forgot what I was doing!"
"Oh yeah, that reminds me—I'm curious too. What's with these numbers floating over heads?"
"Huh?"
My counter-question left her blinking in confusion.
"Why don't you know?"
"Why would I?"
"It's basic common sense. Everyone knows."
I was stumped for a sec, but bullshitted quick.
"...Kinda have amnesia. Woke up on the street outta nowhere. Don't remember before that."
Not total lie—I really didn't know.
Her eyes widened. "For real?"
"Yeah."
"Shouldn't you go to a hospital first?"
"Body's fine. I'm good."
"Still, just in case. Go later."
"Got it."
I nodded vaguely, and she hooked her arm in mine with a firm "Promise!" Her huge tits made the arm-link feel extra drawn-out. Like a long, luxurious squeeze.
"You asked about the numbers?"
"Yeah. Why freak out so much?"
"Hmm. How to explain..."
She squeezed her eyes shut, thinking, then looked up. I followed. She had 4. I had ∞. What did it mean?
"First off, for women like me, the number means kids we have to bear."
"Kids to bear?"
"Yeah. Gotta pop 'em all out within the time limit—10 years. Numbers reset at 20s, 30s, 40s. Meet the quota by then."
"...Brutal."
"And 40s? Only 5 years! All in that time! Isn't it unfair? Guys have no deadlines!"
She pouted. But sighed and continued.
"Number drops when you get pregnant. Goal: zero it out before time's up."
She eyed me—not me, my head.
"Men's numbers? Kids they can father in a lifetime."
"Can father?"
"Basically, guys can only make that many kids total. Drops on impregnation. No time limit, though. So jealous."
Pout again.
"Just hold back? Easy mode. We have to."
I stroked her puffed cheeks, chuckling. What a porn game world. Numbers dictating pregnancies to give, pregnancies to take.
Mine ∞? I could knock up as many as I wanted. And women with quotas left? They'd crave me!
'Impregnation number porn game starts—my era of success begins~.'
I hummed it aloud. Then—
'...Wait. Why crave me? Just a big number. Nothing else.'
Doubt crept in. Her desperate job post screamed penalties. What were they?
"Yoo-jung, question."
"Shoot."
"The numbers. What happens if you don't hit zero? Government punishment?"
That was my real curiosity. Miss quota... so what? "Oops, couldn't~" end of story? But her face said otherwise—serious shit.
"Your amnesia is bad. Forgetting basics."
She shook her head.
"Applies to men and women."
"Men too?"
"Yeah. Men can keep impregnating even after hitting zero."
My eyes bulged. Shock. Zero and still going? Then my ∞ meant jack shit...!
"If a woman doesn't meet her quota by deadline, number left over... or a guy overshoots his limit, goes below zero..."
"Below zero?"
Her face hardened as she met my eyes.
"That person dies. Poof. Turns to dust."
"...What?"