First Period
“I-I’ll run to the car real quick!”
“O-okay.”
The instant she saw the blood on my hands, Eun-a shot up from her seat and bolted straight out of the house.
“W-wait! Your shoes!”
She tore out the door without even getting them on properly.
Uh… Did I just hear something slam into the wall?
Worry made me want to go check outside, but the floor was soaked through with blood, so even that was no easy task.
“This… isn’t this a bit much?”
Thanks to Eun-a I knew menstrual blood usually wasn’t this heavy… It felt like everything that was supposed to trickle out slowly over the whole period had decided to dump itself all at once.
Was a first period just different?
“Ugh… Suddenly my head…”
The second I became conscious that I was on my period, my condition tanked. It was like those times you don’t even notice an injury hurts until you actually look at it. On top of that, Eun-a got pretty brutal cramps, so I was starting to worry I might be next.
“Ugh… I really want to clean this blood up.”
Down there was soaked and sticky and just plain gross. But the house had nothing. Not even something to wipe with.
“Eun-a… she’s late…”
There were only two places to leave a car: the first floor of the villa, or the shared parking lot not far from here. The car had been there when we came up, so she must have parked it in the lot. Even accounting for that, she was taking longer than expected.
Afraid of moving around and smearing blood everywhere, I just flopped back down where I was.
“Uwaah—!!”
…Or I tried to. The second I lay down, the semen that had spilled out and gone cold on the floor plastered itself all over me, so I immediately sat back up.
Normally semen wouldn’t have bothered me at all, but looking at it now felt… off. Not disgust. Not resistance. Just that the clothes Eun-a had bought me were already ruined with blood, and now the semen was piling on the finishing blow, and something inside me went crack.
I never thought I’d actually get a period…
I counted the days from the day I became a woman to today. A little early, maybe, but not so early that a period would be weird.
I stretched my legs out and sat there staring blankly past the veranda. Honestly, thanks to all the magical nonsense, I’d just assumed I wouldn’t get periods. It was a ridiculously convenient assumption, but come on—it made sense, right?
I went from man to woman. Eun-a took my dick, customized it into something monstrous, and became a futanari. People’s memories were fuzzy but mostly rewritten. On top of that, both semen and love juices came with a thick sweet scent that killed any revulsion. In a situation like that, neither of us had even thought about periods.
Of course, once Eun-a got a dick and stopped menstruating, I should have realized that now that I had a pussy, I would have to…!
“Hmm… It’s not like there were zero warning signs, right?”
Even just me coming to this house and drinking alone counted. It was something I might have done even as a guy, but… my thinking had gotten pretty pathetic. Keep dwelling on depressing thoughts and you just get more depressed.
I forced my mind somewhere else.
“Ugh… My sleeping habits are the absolute worst.”
I definitely fell asleep in the corner of the room, so why was I in the middle of it? Did my body automatically hit the brakes because of the risk of falling out of bed?
“And… hmm… Ah, maybe it’s lucky this is my place?”
If it had been Eun-a’s house it would have been a full-blown disaster. Especially if she’d fallen asleep in the same bed without even thinking about face-fucking me first.
“We almost woke up covered in blood together.”
Thinking of it that way, it was totally lucky. Yeah. Forcing myself to stay positive actually seemed to lift my mood a little.
While I was still yanking my mindset upward with pure optimistic reframing, Eun-a came back home, gasping for breath.
“Are your feet okay?”
“Hah… yeah… f-fine… sorry… the car… tissues and… huff… hah… no tampons… so I bought new ones…”
“Ah, right.”
She must have thrown out whatever she’d kept in the car, figuring she’d never need it again.
I stood up and peeled off my skirt while Eun-a wiped the blood with the tissues she’d pulled out. Anything that had dried and wouldn’t come off, she soaked thoroughly with water and scrubbed away.
“Eek… I’m gonna go wash up real quick.”
“Okay. Hoo… hoo…”
Eun-a kept catching her breath, dripping with sweat. Her feet had to be killing her. Even with socks on, sprinting full speed across uneven asphalt where who-knows-what could be lying around must have been brutal.
“Thanks, Eun-a.”
“Mm… It’s fine. If the blood dries any more it’ll be a pain to clean, so go wash already.”
“Okay!”
I stripped in a hurry. Eun-a took the clothes as I handed them over. The blood-soaked panties and skirt went straight into a bag she’d brought separately.
The second I stepped into the bathroom I grabbed the shower head.
“Ugh… This is pretty bad.”
The living room had been dark the whole time—only moonlight through the window for light. Looking at my legs under bright bathroom light, they looked like something out of a gore movie. Pale skin made every streak of blood stand out even worse.
I just roughly wet my feet until the water finally turned warm. Only after it gradually became lukewarm did I slowly turn the head and start rinsing the dried bloodstains. As the blood washed away, my face hardened in its place.
Do I have to go through this every single month? And not just one day—several days in a row.
At least I don’t have cramps, so maybe I’m lucky?
The bleeding would be fine once I used pads. Well, no need to worry too much.
“I’m done washing!”
“Here’s a towel. For clothes, I asked Unnie to bring some from home.”
“At this hour?”
“Well… yeah, but I can’t leave you alone and go myself, Senior.”
“Hmm… Couldn’t you just bring the car up to the villa and I hop in real fast?”
“…How would you get home then? You can’t walk upstairs with no bottoms on. There’s CCTV too. Senior, don’t tell me…”
Are you trying to enjoy that kind of play by taking advantage of this situation?
She didn’t finish the sentence, but the pure revulsion on Eun-a’s face said it loud and clear.
No, I wasn’t thinking that at all…
I also took a step back and gave her a playfully contemptuous look.
“I’d just wait in the parking lot and you bring the clothes…”
“Ah…”
At my answer Eun-a made a blank little sound and her eyes went huge. She seemed shocked that I’d said something normal—or shocked that she’d said something completely abnormal. Definitely both.
Should I be happy about this or not…
They say couples start to resemble each other. Spending so much time with me, Eun-a’s way of thinking seemed to have gotten dyed in some pretty weird colors. But since this wasn’t exactly a good direction, I had no idea how to take it.
“Senior ruined me…”
Eun-a muttered low, shoulders drooping.
I quickly wiped my chest and arms and buried her face straight into my breasts. The solution for moments like this was always boobs—direct hit. Most conflicts could be resolved with boobs. We had two pairs of them, so we were invincible.
“There, there… Our Eun-a. Even having perverted thoughts like that. Is your dick all backed up?”
“…Dunno.”
“Ehehe. Come on, calm down by rubbing your face all over your girlfriend’s boobs.”
“Okay.”
“Ah, wanna use my titpussy one more time?”
“No…”
Aww. I wanted to try a time-attack round before Unnie got here.
“Gyaaaaaah…”
Thanks to Unnie bringing clothes that day, we made it home safely. She tilted her head a little at the fact that neither of us had brought pads, but the sight of the thoroughly blood-soaked skirt shocked her enough that she let it slide.
“Senior, are you okay?”
“Not okay…”
“That’s why I said we should go to the hospital.”
“I thought I’d be fine…”
Actually, Eun-a and Unnie had both urged me to go first thing in the morning after seeing the alarming amount of blood, but I’d turned them down. I didn’t feel any real pain, and if it was just bleeding I figured pads would be enough.
But it felt like the period cramps, jealous that I was getting off scot-free, had mutated specifically to torment me. A twisting sensation deep in my gut, cold sweat pouring down. My lower back and inner thighs hurt, and every so often even my chest ached. Mild nausea and dizziness were just the cute parts.
“Let’s go to the hospital first thing Monday.”
“Sorry…”
“We can always go on a date again anytime.”
Originally tomorrow—Sunday—we’d planned a light trip to a glamping site on the outskirts of Seoul. Stay one night and come back. Because of me, the whole thing was ruined…
I’m a useless guy—no, girl… My only value is my pussy and titpussy, mouthpussy, handpussy… uh, and also… Anyway, nothing but this body has any value…
And of course today is Saturday, so no afternoon appointments… The medicine doesn’t seem to be doing much either…
In this situation, there’s only one solution left.
“Eun-a!”
“Yeah. Want me to order something?”
“Yeah! Get me pregnant!!”
“Huh…?”