The Harvest

Sujin came over to my place every single night after that day. I'm not exaggerating — she didn't skip even one. So I went ahead and bought wine by the case. Naturally, she never forgot to get me drunk and have sex with me. That had been the whole point of her visits from the start.

Even that wasn't enough for her. On the weekends, she'd spend the entire day masturbating at home. Conditioned by the Power of Sex, Sujin could never reach climax through masturbation alone. The only place she could slake her lust was on top of my hips.

I'd pretend to be asleep, then sneak a little thrust of my hips or sweep a hand across her ass like I was groping her in my sleep. I enjoyed those bold little games. Honestly, anyone with even a shred of sense would've figured out I was faking it by now. But whether Sujin didn't want to believe it, or whether she was just that trusting by nature, she never once caught on that I was awake.

Sujin was addicted to sex with me. She'd fallen in so deep it actually started to worry me. So I used the Watching Eye to stalk her and check how she was holding up at work.

Fortunately, she was still performing solidly at the office. She kept her public and private lives cleanly separated. Of course, in the first days after we'd started having sex she'd gone around with a dazed look on her face, making mistake after mistake — but about five days after our bodies first overlapped, she recovered her daily routine completely.

Sex with Sujin had a considerable effect on my stats. That said, they didn't skyrocket the way they had the first time. The first-time bonus really was something else. My current stats looked like this:

Strength and Luck were up by fifteen each; Agility and Intelligence by ten. The first-time bonus had jacked every stat by ten in a single shot, whereas this time I'd had sex all week long and only gotten this much. Converted into bonus points, though, it came out to about five hundred — not a small number by any means.

The gains in Strength and Agility I could feel in my body right away. Intelligence and Luck were a little more ambiguous. Getting smarter wasn't something you felt in your bones. My memory and my ability to calculate things seemed a bit sharper, but that was about it.

Maybe that's because I do all my thinking with my dick. My brain is mounted on my cock.

Luck, like Intelligence, didn't come with any visceral sense of improvement. Still, higher stats were higher stats. I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wasn't going to complain.

And it wasn't just the numbers. My skills had gone up too. Every Control-type Branch Skill under Elemental Mastery had risen by one level. Nothing else had moved. The experience each skill demanded probably varied.

Sujin had sent me a text. At first she'd barely managed to squeeze out messages dripping with panic. Now she was brazenly proposing drinking sessions complete with cute little emoticons. A positive change.

Tonight, I was finally going to complete her conditioning. I'd originally planned to draw it out longer, but Sujin was such an honor student that letting her ripen any further seemed pointless. She'd already perfected her technique in bed. In a single week, she had transformed into a flawless seductress.

That didn't mean she was some cheap woman who scattered her affections on just anyone. At work and out in the world, she played the same diligent, wholesome girl she'd always been.

I'd confirmed as much by stalking her all day long. Of course, in front of my cock she was a whore who lost all reason and shook her ass — but if she was my whore, I could live with that.

Her blowjob technique was good enough to walk into a brothel today and immediately become the ace. Her pussy and her ass were ridiculously overpowered too. She was a perfectly ripened fruit. And I was the farmer. It was time to harvest her.

Watching her play cute, it was obvious she had no idea she'd already been found out. She clearly couldn't even conceive of the possibility. I pictured Sujin's face twisting in horror. It was a vulgar thought — but I got hard anyway.

Sujin brought sweet and spicy fried chicken as a drinking snack. Whether it paired with wine was anyone's guess, but I was no sommelier — any accompaniment was fine by me. Especially tonight. Tonight, my real snack was going to be the look on Sujin's face.

"There was a street market right out front when I got off work, so I picked some up. It's been ages since I had market fried chicken."

Sujin lifted the bag with a smile on that stunning face of hers. A smile like that would've been a bargain at a million dollars. Unlike my own dark brownish hair, hers was obsidian-black, and it made the smile shine even brighter.

If she'd been born in another century, you'd have believed she was a princess. And I could do whatever I wanted with a woman like that. My mouth twitched with delight. I desperately worked the muscles in my face to hide the smile.

"By the way, you said you had something to tell me. What is it?"

Sujin tilted her head at me with a look of perfect innocence. I reached for the beat-up old laptop sitting on the desk. Something I'd only recently discovered: footage captured by the Watching Eye could be transferred to other devices.

An extremely convenient, extremely useful function. I clicked the video file sitting on the desktop.

"I've been feeling heavy in my body lately. I thought maybe it was all the drinking, but I wasn't getting hangovers, so that didn't seem right. I figured it might be a bad sleeping habit, so I set up a camera."

The player showed me, drunk, and Sujin stealing glances at me.

Her face went rigid. The smile was already gone. The hand gripping her wine glass — I'd bought new ones a few days ago — began to tremble.

Watching ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that smile harden into an expression as brittle and inorganic as glass was exquisite. I regretted not taking a photograph.

"Th-this is…?"

"Something felt off. And my dick was a little… sore, I suppose? But I never imagined…"

Onscreen, Sujin approached me. She didn't even bother checking whether I was actually asleep before she slid my pants down. She'd grown so used to it that she'd gotten bold.

"You were doing this to my body!"

I jabbed a finger at the laptop and let the outrage rip. Tears welled in Sujin's eyes. Terror and shock had completely overrun her face. Looking at that expression, I felt a rush of pure exhilaration.

"N-no! This is… I can explain!"

"That filthy asshole of yours is swallowing my cock, is it not? Look at this!"

The Sujin on the video was violating me with her ass. The Watching Eye had captured her obscene grinding from the perfect angle.

Her face, overflowing with lust, and the wet slap of flesh on flesh painted a thoroughly pornographic scene. Honestly, you could have slotted it into a porno without a single awkward frame.

"That's not—! This is…! This is…!"

She looked like she was about to cry, insisting it wasn't what it looked like, but she couldn't get the next words out. Of course she couldn't. What she'd done was sleep-rape, and there was no excuse for it. The fact that every bit of it had been by my design was beside the point.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

Damn, she really was swallowing my cock like she was starving for it. I should compliment Sujin's ass later. Was there anyone else alive with an asshole this greedy?

"Nnh… so, I mean…"

Even now, in this moment, she hadn't dropped her arousal. To get turned on while her debauchery was being laid bare, while she was being called out for it — she'd already crossed a river from which there was no return.

"Damn it! I liked you! I actually liked you, Sujin!"

That much was true. Then again, there wasn't a man alive who'd dislike a beauty like her.

"L-liked me… a woman like me…"

"The truth is, I had a crush on you! And you trampled my first love like this! I can't forgive you!"

I roared it out and came down on top of her. Usually she was the one who climbed on me. This time, I was the one on top. Sujin's face, already crumpled toward tears, looked up at me with her eyes shining wet.

"I'm sorry, Jaeseong. The truth is, I used you to satisfy my own greed. I'm… really sorry!"

"Damn it! An apology now?! How many times did you fuck me?!"

"The… the fucking hasn't been going on that long…"

"You started fucking me the very first night you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠came over, didn't you?! So even when I apologized to you that first day — you'd already screwed me, hadn't you?!"

"That's…!"

Hit in a raw spot, her eyes flew wide. I didn't give her room to recover. I yanked her pants down. Today's panties were purple.

"Kyah! Jaeseong!"

Sujin patted at my arms. There wasn't a shred of strength in the resistance. If anything, she was enjoying this. More precisely: she was hoping I'd take her. I was happy to oblige.

"Damn it! You stole my purity and you raped me, so you're getting it too! You hear me? You're getting it too!"

"I… I understand! Jaeseong. I understand, so… please, just calm down first!"

"You think I can calm down in this situation?!"

My cock had been straining hard from the moment she first stepped into the room. I brought it to the entrance of her pussy.

After that first day, Sujin had only ever fucked me with her ass. Her ass was a delicacy, no argument — but I missed her pussy.

"The hell is this wetness? Don't tell me you got turned on hearing you were about to get fucked. Damn it! I thought you were a sweet, wholesome girl. You're no different from a whore!"

"A whore…? I'm not a who—! Nngh~ ahhh~"

I shoved my cock in without waiting for an answer, and Sujin abandoned whatever she'd been saying for a moan so sweet it was practically music. A heavenly melody I could listen to a hundred times and never get tired of. If you could turn her moans into a song, it'd punch through the Billboard charts without breaking a sweat.

She's a monster. Is this actually a human pussy? Is she a succubus or what?

I'd trained on her ass, and I'd honestly felt confident tonight. That confidence melted in a single second. Sujin's ass had always been a cheat item, and her pussy was no different. It bore down on me with a completely different character from her ass, and it dismantled my anal-trained cock in an instant.

"Fuck! What is this insane suction?! You really were a whore! A whore who stole my virginity! Take responsibility! You hear me? Take responsibility!"

"Th-that's a misunderstanding! I was a virgin too!"

"A virgin, with a pussy that greedy to suck cock?! Don't give me that shit!"

"Ah~ nngh~! That's… actually, my virginityyy~ ahhhhhn~"

What would it feel like, I wondered, to offer up both your vaginal and anal virginity and still be branded a whore? The humiliation should have been staggering. Strangely enough, her pussy only clenched around my cock that much harder. Even being slandered was nothing but a game to her.