Cow Girl Yang Ara

"Us... just now, when you put it in. Did you wipe the cum off your cock first?"

"No?"

Shit.

"Ah, it's fine! The band-aid will cover it anyway. The cum won't leak out and it'll stay inside my pussy."

She said it so casually while continuing to wipe her pussy.

'Ah... this is... ah...'

I was so flustered I couldn't even speak. No wonder the urge to impregnate her disappeared the moment I entered her.

'It was already confirmed she'd get pregnant...'

But how was that possible? Even I hadn't realized there was cum on my cock. It wasn't like my dick had a pregnancy sensor or anything.

"Hup! All done!"

Gong Jiyun lifted her skirt and presented her pussy. Just like always, she wanted me to slap the band-aid spot.

"...Jiyun. How about taking the morning-after pill?"

"Huh? Why?"

"You might've gotten pregnant from what we just did..."

Not understanding my serious tone, Gong Jiyun burst out laughing.

"Puhaha! No way! How old are you, sunbae?"

"Huh? What does that have to do with—"

"How could you get pregnant just from educational sex? Sunbae, do you even know where babies come out? Don't tell me you think they come out of the belly button?"

"..."

I was speechless. What the hell was I supposed to do?

"No... even if it wasn't possible before, today might be different..."

"If that were the case, I'd have gotten pregnant ages ago! Besides, you didn't even cum inside me today."

She was wrong. Because of the modifications, logic didn't apply.

"...I-I'm going out for a bit."

I hurried out of the company building. But then a wave of helplessness hit me.

'You need a prescription for the morning-after pill...'

What should I do? Just modify her and take her to the hospital? How? Make her believe pregnancy through education was possible? Would the rejection be too strong? If the resistance was high enough to require time...

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How long did you have to take the morning-after pill for it to work again?

"Haa..."

I had no idea what to do.

'...Ah! Yu Sieun!'

If it was Yu Sieun, maybe a small modification or conversation could get me the morning-after pill without a prescription.

'Hurry...!'

I ran to the roadside to hail a taxi. Just then—

A red light burst from the pocket holding my phone.

"Tax—"

.. . .. . . .. . .... ..

"...?"

What was that?

'...Why did I come out here?'

I looked around. Everyone was just going about their business as usual.

"..."

I went back into the company building. Yu Sieun's words came back to me.

'The precum pregnancy thing was probably just a joke...'

Maybe it was hard to get pregnant from the little bit of cum left on the surface and urethra of my cock.

I needed to hammer it in with the absolute pregnancy effect of the Creampie skill.

'Phew... Pregnancy is... always thrilling.'

My cock twitched like crazy at the thought of impregnating a young, cute new employee.

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The weekend arrived. Min Chaeseul came along to learn cooking from Yang Ara.

"What are we making today?"

"Gambas! It's a perfect side dish for the beer my darling likes!"

I only helped with washing the ingredients. I wasn't interested in cooking to begin with—I'd only come to hit on Yang Ara.

"Hmm~"

Min Chaeseul hummed cheerfully as she chopped vegetables. Her plump, post-pregnancy hips swayed side to side.

Yang Ara came up beside me and whispered.

'Unni seems to be in a really good mood today.'

Her ample breasts pressed against my arm. The scent of milk wafted strongly from Yang Ara.

'She doesn't usually act like that?'

'No. I think it's because Kim Junyoung came along.'

Min Chaeseul, the seductive and mature married woman, sometimes showed this cute side of herself.

Yang Ara moved away to get more ingredients.

"Hmm~"

Watching her excited hips sway, I felt my cock gradually getting hard.

'...Let's have some fun.'

I was bored anyway. I approached Min Chaeseul from behind and gently wrapped my arms around her. Since she was holding a knife, I moved slowly from her elbows so she wouldn't be startled.

"Hm?"

My hands slid up her arms and took hers.

"Hmm~ What is it?"

She turned her face back and buried her nose in my neck. Her sweet breath tickled my collarbone.

"You looked like you were in a good mood."

"...This is nice. A cooking lesson between husband and wife. It's so romantic..."

I lowered one hand and lifted the hem of her thin, form-fitting dress. Her pale, moon-like ass was revealed.

"I like it too."

"Huh? D-Darling?"

I pulled out my cock, pushed her panties aside, and thrust inside.

"Huu, hng♡"

"Shh."

Ah... so tight. Her pussy, extra tense because Yang Ara was right in front of us, squeezed me greedily.

"Hm? What are you two doing?"

Yang Ara, standing in front of us, asked. Thanks to the table blocking the view, everything below our waists was hidden.

"Her knife skills seemed a bit clumsy, so I thought I'd help."

"Knife skills? Unni Chaeseul isn't particularly bad at—"

I immediately wrapped both of Min Chaeseul's hands in mine and had her chop the vegetables.

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap.

"Huh? Wow, your knife skills are really good!"

"Haha, it's nothing."

The app's skills were on another level. At Level 3, it provided corrections equivalent to a top professional in the field. My knife skills right now were on par with a hotel chef.

I deliberately moved my hips, thrusting my cock.

Throb, throb.

"Kk, hup♡"

Yang Ara, seeing my knife skills, didn't notice the lewd act happening below the table at all and believed I was genuinely helping Min Chaeseul.

"But... you two look really good together right now... The husband holding his wife's hands from behind and teaching her..."

"R-Right...? Hng, haa♡ Haha..."

Min Chaeseul forced an awkward smile. Her pussy, unskilled at lying, clung tightly to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my cock without any pretense.

When Yang Ara looked away again, I moved my hips.

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Thrust-thrust-thrust-thrust-thrust.

"Huu, hng♡ Hup♡"

Shallow and fast, I kept tapping her cervix like a button. Every time her cervix was pressed, her pussy squeezed tightly.

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap.

My arms kept chopping ingredients to mask the sound. The moment I felt my climax rising, I roughly covered Min Chaeseul's mouth.

Spurt-spurt-spurt— Spuuurt—

"Mmph♡ Mmph♡ Gulp♡ Hic♡ Hic♡"

Min Chaeseul climaxed as she received my creampie. Her cervix, constantly teased, clung to me and gulped down the cum.

I grabbed a Vienna sausage from beside us, pulled out my cock, and stuffed it into Min Chaeseul's pussy.

"Hi, hek♡"

"Squeeze tight. Don't let the cum leak out."

I wondered what a sausage pickled in a married woman's juices would taste like. It might be fun to take it home and feed it to Lee Seongun.

I pulled down Min Chaeseul's dress as if nothing had happened, covering her ass.

A little later, after some trial and error, the cooking was finished.

"Ta-da! I already prepared the beer!"

Yang Ara brought three cold cans of beer. It was daytime, but when your wife made you snacks to go with alcohol, how could you not drink?

"Don't drink, darling."

"Y-Yes...♡"

Min Chaeseul answered while shrinking her shoulders, looking awkward with the sausage still inside her pussy.

"Huh? Unni, why? Are you taking medicine?"

"My wife is pregnant."

"Whaaat?!"

I decided to drink Min Chaeseul's share of the beer and popped open a can.

Psst!

"To Unni and the baby's health!"

"Cheers!"

Min Chaeseul's first attempt at gambas was delicious. She claimed she had no talent for cooking, but that was clearly just modesty.

"Ah, it's because Ara taught me well..."

Her embarrassed expression was cute too. With the happy news, the alcohol and food flowed, and the atmosphere gradually loosened up.

"Yang Ara-ssi."

"Yes?"

Yang Ara was treating me much more comfortably than when we first met. The timing was perfect. I activated the app with a thought.

"How about we drop the formal speech?"

The first hypnosis focused on non-sexual content that would form the foundation for future modifications. But now that I had experience using the app, even this much was enough to create slightly lewd situations.

My vision returned. Yang Ara, her cheeks prettily flushed from the alcohol, looked at me.

"Shall we?"

She smiled brightly and answered.

"Wow, you two already got that close?"

"I tend to get close to married women easily."

"Kekeke. Well, that's true."

The atmosphere between the three of us had been good from the start, and there was the minimal plausibility of alcohol. It wouldn't seem strange if Yang Ara and I suddenly became close.

After chatting for a while, I started my move.

"Noona Ara. Do you have any worries? We've got alcohol, so let's hear them."

"Huh? Worries all of a sudden?"

"I want to repay you somehow since the food you taught my wife is always delicious. My wife keeps owing you too. As a token of us becoming like siblings, I'll help with anything, so tell me."

"Uhh... Ah...!"

She was about to say something but glanced at Min Chaeseul.

"Ah, never mind."

The priority for sharing worries was 'sexual concerns' first. But with Min Chaeseul there, she seemed to have closed her mouth again.

Yang Ara thought for a moment before speaking.

"Hmm... Ah! I was having trouble because the shelf at home broke!"

"A shelf?"

"Yeah. My husband made it himself with woodworking, but now he's hurt his back..."

Woodworking, huh. I'd tried it once with an acquaintance, but the results had been disastrous.

"But this is too difficult, right? Ugh... Now that I said it, I don't even know why I brought it up. When I'm with you, the words just come out!"

It was a task too difficult to ask someone else for, but because of the modifications, she'd said it without realizing.

"I don't really have any other worries right now. I'll ask next time if I need something!"

After thinking for a moment, I answered.

"No, I'll do it for you."

After all, my goal was to be alone with Yang Ara. If it didn't work out, I'd just give up.

"Huh? You can do woodworking?"

"I'm not great at it, but I'll at least go take a look."

[She won't refuse if Kim Junyoung offers to help.]

"Then I'll ask you for a favor!"

"Oh my, aren't you going to ask for my permission? That man is mine, you know?"

"Unni! Just lend him to me for a bit!"

"I don't want to~ I'm keeping him by my side~"

The two of them joked and giggled.

"Then shall I come by tomorrow?"

"Yeah! I'll be counting on you!"

After cheerfully finishing the remaining drinks, the cooking class ended.

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"Wow! You're really good at this! Way better than my husband!"

"Hmm... it's easier than I thought."

The wooden boards split smoothly just as I wanted, almost like cutting tofu.

'Master's Touch really is a cheat skill.'

I'd only been using it for foreplay, but its original purpose was probably for things like this.

The wooden shelf was completed beautifully.

"Wow, it's even pretty! Thank you so much!"

"Haha, it's nothing."

Yang Ara bounced with joy, her breasts jiggling.

"Wait! I can't just send you off like this... I'll bring out something delicious!"

Yang Ara bustled about and brought out snacks. Homemade tiramisu and hot chocolate. She said the hot chocolate wasn't from a mix—she'd made it herself.

"Slurp... Huh?"

"Hehe. Good, right?"

It was delicious. Better than I'd imagined.

"Slurp, slurp... Wow... Hot chocolate can taste this good?"

The tiramisu was the same. It was incomparable to what you'd get at a dessert cafe.

"I'm confident in my cooking!"

Yang Ara puffed out her large breasts and looked triumphant.

I understood why Min Chaeseul came to learn from Yang Ara instead of taking cooking classes.

'Her cooking skills are no joke.'

She was pretty, had huge tits, and cooked well. From what I'd heard, she was perfect at other household ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠chores too.

'I want to impregnate her.'

She was the perfect wife material. I would definitely make her mine.

"Noona, do you have any other worries?"

"Other worries?"

I sat right next to Yang Ara, our shoulders touching. A faint milky scent emanated from her body. At this distance, it would normally be very burdensome for someone who wasn't a lover.

"Uhh... I don't know..."

But Yang Ara showed no sign of discomfort. Thanks to the modifications, she felt completely at ease with me.

"Noona, you were about to say something yesterday but couldn't because my wife was there, right?"

"H-Huh?"

"It's just the two of us here. Tell me."

I gently placed my hand on Yang Ara's thigh, covered by dolphin pants. As expected, there was no rejection. Her thighs were so firm and springy—they'd make a perfect pillow.

"Uh... I do have something, but..."

"Is it something you're really reluctant to say?"

"Hmm... that's also... ambiguous."

"Then tell me. Come on."

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Ara opened her mouth.

"Uhh... Actually, this has been going on for a while... but bras are really uncomfortable."

"Bras?"

"Yeah."

I looked down at Yang Ara's breasts. She quickly covered them with her hands.

'...She's covering them now? She'd have better luck trying to cover the sky with her palms...'

"Come on, that's nothing to be embarrassed about. We're close enough for that."

"Huh? Ah... Now that you mention it... maybe?"

"Yeah. I can tell you that much too. My underwear is uncomfortable too."

"Huh?"

I pointed between my legs with my finger.

"My cock is too big. Regular spandex panties don't stand a chance, but if I wear trunks, they don't hold it in place so it shows through my pants."

"Ah... C-Cock... I see..."

And so, a conversation about underwear sizes began.

"Right! It's so hard to find underwear that fits!"

"Even if you manage to get a big one, it never fits when you try it on. Even if they're labeled the same size, different brands have slightly different measurements."

"Yeah, yeah! That really pisses me off!"

Yang Ara even clapped her hands, empathizing passionately. She was so enthusiastic that her breasts bounced wildly. The slight embarrassment she'd shown at first had completely disappeared.

'The Eloquence skill's assistance is really good.'

Even if the modifications weren't quite enough, talking for a while could cover for it. It was very useful.

Thinking this was enough, I spoke up.

"Then how about we go without underwear when it's just the two of us?"

"Huh? Is that okay? I'd like that!"