The Tables Have Turned
The cool touch of the soft fabric against my skin and the refreshing chill of cold water sliding down my throat brought a surge of energy back to my entire body. I had swapped my pants—which Yunsol had torn apart—for a pair of sweats.
“Pwah! I feel alive again…”
“…I-I’m sorry…”
A weak apology slipped through the hum of the fan we’d pulled out a little early and the quiet of the clubroom sofa.
“I told you it’s fine. If you keep acting like that, you’ll collapse from the heat—”
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry… I’m too embarrassed to even lift my head… Please just let me stay like this for a moment… Oppa, I’m really, really sorry…”
Yunsol had buried her face in a cushion, and between the strands of her now-long hair, her ears burned bright red. It seemed the moment she regained her senses, the memories of what she’d said and done as the Ideal Saintess came flooding back. Every so often she let out a strange, muffled scream like someone kicking off their blanket in the middle of reliving a cringy middle-school phase. I knew exactly how she felt, so I decided not to poke at her.
“……”
I took another swig of water, quietly angled the fan toward her, and stole another glance at the sight that kept catching my eye. The most obvious change was that the black horn on her forehead had vanished, and the white strands that had grown through her black hair had returned to their original color. The demonic, succubus-like appearance I’d seen earlier was gone. She looked like the Ko Yunsol I knew again.
But not everything had reverted. Her hair had grown dramatically longer, reaching all the way to her hips, and her previously modest figure had become far more pronounced. The extra weight she used to carry from lack of exercise had melted away cleanly, and her skin—now giving off a faint, sweet milk-tea scent—glowed an even purer white. In a single word: she had become lewd.
The erotic aura that Ko Yunsol had unconsciously suppressed was now bursting forth. Her shy personality, questionable fashion sense, and usually sloppy clothes had barely kept it hidden before. Now, no matter how much she tried to conceal it, an irresistible sensuality radiated from her that would draw any man’s gaze. Whether she herself realized this was another matter, but at least that was how I saw it.
“Choi Woojoo! Ko Yunsol! I bought ice cream! What do you want? Chocolate, melon, strawberry…”
The door burst open and Haemi-noona came bounding in, flicking away beads of sweat, rattling a white plastic bag that radiated cold air.
“Ah, thanks. I’ll take melon.”
“Got it! Then what about Yunsol…? Ahem… What would you like to have?”
Noona, who had been too intimidated by Succubus Yunsol to even speak to her earlier, finally found her voice. She cleared her throat and imitated the cold, emotionless tone of the succubus version of Yunsol.
Yunsol flinched, shoulders trembling, and buried herself even deeper into the cushion until her already-scarlet ears disappeared completely.
“…I’m… sorry…”
“Ahahaha! I’m just kidding! Kidding! You like strawberry, right, Yunsol? Here, quick!”
Noona hopped over with a mischievous grin and handed her the ice cream. Overwhelmed by the energy, Yunsol reluctantly lifted her head and took the treat with teary, rabbit-like eyes.
“There~ Is it good?”
“…Yesh…”
Yunsol nodded with a muffled voice, her words slurred by the ice cream, while Noona gently stroked her hair. The scene felt like watching an elementary-school kid feeding a timid rabbit on a hillside. If you looked at them now, they were just two ordinary college students enjoying campus life. But when they took on that form…
“…Since we’re all together like this, how about we have a little talk? There’s something I want to ask.”
“Hmm? I’m down~ Now that I think about it, we’ve only ever hung out with the other club members. We’ve never really spent time just the three of us, have we? What do you think, Yunsol? After we finish talking, Woojoo and I are going to grab some meat and soju. Want to come with us?”
“H-huh? No… I can’t drink alcohol…! And I’m not good with crowded places…”
……I had no memory of ever agreeing to meat and soju, but whatever. I popped the last bite of my ice cream into my mouth, swallowed, and watched the two of them playfully bickering.
“Anyway, I get that both you and Yunsol changed to match my… ‘ideals.’ But are you both really okay with it? Yunsol’s personality seems completely different now…”
The new existence they had both mentioned—the Ideal Saintess. A Saintess who had evolved to extract semen from her Master more efficiently. I could accept the physical changes well enough. The jade-colored inner walls, the writhing tentacles used for milking—none of that had been normal to begin with.
But what worried me now was the change I had just witnessed in Yunsol. Haemi-noona’s breasts and hips had grown, and she had sprouted horns and a tail, yet her personality remained exactly the same. Yunsol, on the other hand, had undergone a complete shift in both body and personality. Was she really all right?
Of course, she seemed to have returned to the timid Ko Yunsol I knew… but I was curious about the concept of the Ideal Saintess.
“Hahaha, don’t worry! Both Yunsol and I are perfectly fine. Right?”
“…Y-yes… I know what you’re worried about, Oppa. It’s… because of me, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s not exactly ‘because’ of you. I just wanted to make sure you were really okay. If the change wasn’t only physical—if the person I knew had turned into someone else—I don’t think I’d like that.”
Noona answered with a bright smile while Yunsol fidgeted with her fingers, looking strangely pleased.
“We were both surprised, but overall it feels similar to when we first became Saintesses. The memories from wearing the mask are a little hazy, but… I think we received things like ‘the Master’s desires’ and ‘how to use the new body.’ And you can rest assured—we will never change into something you hate.”
“Huh? What do you mean by that?”
“W-well… We are your Saintesses, right, Oppa? Beings who serve the Master’s desires… We can only evolve according to your desires. If we transformed into a form that you physiologically rejected or felt no sexual desire toward, then the act of… s-sexual intercourse… couldn’t happen.”
“To put it simply, Yunsol’s personality shift is only temporary. She only becomes that scary, prickly version of herself when she turns into the Ideal Saintess~”
“U-unnie…! Please stop talking about that…!!”
In short, the term Ideal Saintess meant exactly what it said: they had become beings who conformed to my ideals. If I felt any rejection toward their new personalities or bodies, milking would become impossible. Therefore, they could only evolve according to my desires and sexual tastes. Truly ideal beings… So even that cold version of Yunsol only appeared under those specific conditions. Because I myself felt resistance at the idea of the Yunsol I knew disappearing, she had evolved in a direction that gave her two separate personalities.
“And besides that, here’s something else I’m sure you’re curious about, Woojoo~”
While licking her ice cream, Haemi-noona squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, then opened them. A pair of black horns sprouted from her forehead, a whip-like tail extended from her hips, and her irises turned jade-green with black cross-shaped pupils. The whites of her eyes became inverted black. She had transformed back into the succubus who had milked me dry with murderous intensity that morning. She smiled.
“I can change forms whenever I want. Whether it’s the succubus form, the previous Saintess form, or my human form. I can even partially manifest just the tail while staying in human shape.”
She laughed brightly and smoothly cycled through human, Saintess, and succubus forms one after another.
“You can do it too, right, Yunsol? I was surprised that even your personality changed, though.”
“Y-yes… I was surprised by that too… When I’m in that form, I feel this surge of confidence… Anyway, I can change into that form anytime like Unnie, but… I don’t like it… I can’t… It’s too embarrassing…”
“Aww, why~? I thought that version of you was super sexy! Even a girl could fall for her~”
……She had been so scared she was hiccupping earlier. The words rose to the tip of my tongue but I kept them to myself. A senior teasing her cute junior without mercy, and Yunsol turning bright red again. The adorable sight made me chuckle, and without thinking I blurted out something I really shouldn’t have.
“I liked it too. When you got all confident like that, Yunsol, you looked incredibly beautiful.”
“…Pardon…?”
“Huh?! Woojoo, what about me? Why don’t you say that to me?! Am I not pretty?”
Noona’s tail was whipping through the air with audible whooshes. Behind her exaggeratedly loud, playful voice, I heard Yunsol’s tiny gasp.
“…Do you really mean that…?”
Shhh—
“Ah.”
“Oh.”
The breeze brushing past my ears wasn’t from the fan. A quiet, gentle wind spread outward from Yunsol, rustling her black hair. White strands grew through it, and a long horn extended from her left forehead. Her previously soft, rounded eyes slowly opened, revealing a sharp, polished gaze that sparkled. The black pupils that had been wet with embarrassment turned jade and froze solid. The black cross-shaped pupils and irritated inverted eyes turned toward Haemi-noona as she spoke.
“…Senior.”
“Y-yes…? Me…?”
Her voice had dropped low, flat in tone—whether from anger or sadness, it was hard to tell—as she addressed Haemi-noona.
“In terms of both academics and status as a Saintess, if you are my senior, you should act accordingly. Do you find it amusing to tease a junior so introverted she can barely speak? I don’t find it amusing at all.”
“Ah, haha… You… didn’t find it funny…? Sorry, Yunsol. I won’t do it again…”
“Yes, please be more careful next time. I must say, this form is quite convenient. It allows me to speak my true thoughts without hesitation. I quite enjoy being able to give sincere advice to our Haemi Senior. Don’t you agree, Senior?”
“…Y-yes… *hic*…”
“……”
Haemi-noona was getting scolded by Yunsol. I stared in shock at Noona, who looked like she was about to cry while desperately holding back hiccups. The tables had completely turned. The rabbit that had been timidly accepting food had just beaten the elementary-school kid into submission…
Yunsol slowly turned her gaze from the trembling, kneeling Haemi-noona and approached me.
“Uh, I guess it’s my turn now.”
“That is correct, my Master. It is your turn.”
Yunsol drew so close that her sweet breath brushed my face and I could see my own reflection in her jade inverted eyes. I swallowed hard and tried to lean back slightly, but a pale hand caught my chin.
“Mmph…!”
“…Do you truly like this form of mine? Do you find it beautiful?”
“I-I really do think you’re beautiful…! So could you let go…?”
After hearing my answer, Yunsol lowered her eyes for a moment as if deep in thought, then looked back into mine. She pulled my captured chin forward, seductively flicked out her tongue to lick her lips, and spoke.
“I’m afraid I cannot. There is something I wish to confirm first.”
“…What is—mmph…?”
Soft lips pressed against mine. It didn’t stop there—her tongue pushed into my mouth. Inside the clubroom, beneath the sound of the spinning fan, wet, slippery noises of mucous membranes sliding against each other echoed.
“…Mmm, chuup… Haa… I understand clearly now. The reason my body grew so heated earlier…”
After the brief kiss, Yunsol pulled her lips away and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth. Her face flushed as she avoided my gaze.
What the hell just—
Click—
The three of us—me, Noona, and Yunsol—were still stunned by the sudden development when our eyes snapped toward the source of the sound. The clubroom door stood wide open. A woman stood in the doorway, hand on the knob, staring at us.
“Uh, what the… Haemi and Woojoo… and you—Ko Yunsol? What’s with that outfit? Cosplay?”
Long brown hair with gold-dyed tips in a two-tone style, pink lips, and a beauty mark beneath her eye. The woman looked at the three of us in turn with tired eyes. Haemi-noona awkwardly greeted her.
“H-haha… Dohyeon, hi… This is kind of a bad time right now…”
Na Dohyeon. She was the same age as Haemi-noona, who majored in Korean education, and a senior to me. A fellow member of the same reading club, she had always quietly disliked the soft-spoken Yunsol. And she was the very senior who, after failing to make it through the debate preliminaries and losing her scholarship, had hurled vicious insults at Yunsol.
Naturally, both Noona’s and my eyes turned toward Yunsol. Still maintaining her full succubus form, Yunsol stared at Senior Dohyeon with an expressionless face and then—
“Ah, perfect timing. I had something I wanted to say to you as well. Na Dohyeon.”
“…What did you just say? What’s with that way of talking? Ha, this is ridiculous…! You think just because I held back you can treat me like trash? Because of you, next semester’s tuition is coming out of my own allowance…!”
Swoosh—!
“Eugh?!”
“Yunsol?!”
“Ko Yunsol?!”
Yunsol extended her tail toward the head of Senior Dohyeon, who had been approaching with a reddened face. The tail’s tip opened wide and swallowed the head of the senior who had treated her so cruelly. For the first time, Yunsol smiled as she spoke.
“It is unfortunate that you were eliminated in the debate preliminaries. However, how is that my fault? If we are being precise, I believe you lost more points for poor attitude…”
“U-ugh?! Glk…!!”
Yunsol lifted the head she had swallowed with her tail’s mucous membrane, hoisting Senior Dohyeon’s entire body into the air. She smiled coldly.
“If I followed my heart, I would snap your neck and kill you right here. But that is something the original version of me could never handle. Hmm… Ah, I know. Instead of killing you, I will take your entire life. From now on, you will work for us.”
Gulp. Gulp—!
“U-ugh?! Glk…!!! U-ghk… Gulp— Gulp—”
With those words, Yunsol began pouring something into her through the tail.
Na Dohyeon’s mind is being overwritten.
She will become a Fanatic who lives only to worship and serve Choi Woojoo.
All arrogance, pride, and resistance will be dissolved by the thick, corrupting fluid injected through the tail.
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