Chapter 4
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Womb Bloated with Semen
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In front of the convenience store, on the bench.
I sat there blankly, clutching a canned coffee in my hand.
My palms were sweaty.
'Am I really doing this?'
I placed the black bag containing the condom on my lap and jiggled my legs nervously.
Twenty minutes felt like twenty years.
Just then, the convenience store door opened, and a young-looking male student walked in.
He must be the substitute part-timer.
A moment later.
Ding-a-ling.
With a cheerful bell chime, she emerged.
"Oppa!"
She waved her hand as she approached.
My breath caught in my throat.
She had taken off her uniform vest and thrown on a thin sky-blue cardigan.
Below that, tight-fitting jeans.
She looked far prettier than under the store's fluorescent lights.
With her ponytail undone, she even had an innocent charm.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. It took a bit to hand over the shift."
"N-no, it was quick."
My words tumbled out awkwardly.
She naturally hooked her arm through mine.
The soft, warm sensation pressed against my arm.
It felt like an electric shock.
"Let's go. I know a nice place nearby with good facilities."
She led the way.
Neon signs flashed brightly on the street.
I kept my head down, feeling like passersby's eyes were on us.
"Here. This place has great soundproofing and a big bathtub."
She confidently entered a motel.
At the counter.
"Day use, please."
I handed over my card.
'Something I always wanted to say once. Day use.'
"Room 305. Have a great time~"
The counter staff's gaze lingered on my crotch.
People in this world all fixate there, huh.
We rode the elevator to the third floor.
Beep.
The door opened, and we entered the room.
Dim lighting, a strange air freshener scent.
And in the center of the room, a massive round bed.
"Whoa..."
An exclamation slipped out involuntarily.
Like a country bumpkin, I looked around.
Next to the bed were mysterious devices.
Love chair? No, that looked like some humiliating gynecologist's chair.
On the wall was a sign: [All Channels Free].
"Pfft."
Laughter came from behind.
I turned to see her covering her mouth, giggling.
"Oppa, first time at a motel?"
"Uh... yeah. Sort of..."
"You're so cute. Like a kid at an amusement park."
She slipped off her cardigan and perched on the bed.
The volume of her chest was evident under the tight white T-shirt.
I swallowed hard.
"Come to think of it... we haven't even introduced ourselves properly."
She said.
Oh, right.
We'd only exchanged semen, not names.
"I'm Jeong Do-hun. Twenty-three."
"I'm Han Seol-ah. Twenty-one. Call me Seol-ah, oppa."
Han Seol-ah.
Seol-ah.
I rolled the name around in my mouth.
It even sounded pretty.
"Well... I'll go wash up."
I couldn't stand the awkwardness anymore and fled to the bathroom.
"We could wash together, you know."
Seol-ah's voice from behind nearly made me trip.
I closed the bathroom door and looked in the mirror.
My face was beet red.
I took deep breaths.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Calm down.
Today, I'm becoming an adult.
I stripped and turned on the shower.
Warm water cascaded over my body.
The tension eased a bit.
As I soaped up, there was a click.
The bathroom door opened.
"...!"
It was Seol-ah.
Stark naked, without a stitch on.
White skin, slim waist, voluptuous breasts.
Her nude form through the steam looked unreal.
"Washing alone must be boring."
She smiled brightly as she stepped in.
My eyes darted everywhere, lost.
"Uh, uh..."
"Just stand still. I'll wash you."
She took the soap from my hand.
Lathered it up and started rubbing my chest.
Soft touches.
My body stiffened as her hands moved lower.
"Nice body. Do you work out?"
"No, just..."
"But this... it's always impressive."
Her hand headed to my groin.
She carefully gripped my already raging member.
"Ngh."
"Cute reaction. You came so much earlier, and it's hard again already?"
She giggled, teasing the tip with her finger.
A sharp jolt of pleasure shot up my spine.
"Hurry and rinse off. I'll appreciate it properly on the bed."
She patted my butt.
I don't even remember how I washed.
When I came to, I was lying on the bed.
Just roughly towel-dried.
Seol-ah was applying lotion at the vanity.
Her back view was explicit.
Deep ass crack.
'Is that what they call an apple hip?'
I'm going crazy.
In porn, virgin guys pounce like beasts the moment they see a girl.
But now that it was real, my body froze, unable to move.
I had no idea where to touch, how to lead; my mind went blank.
I lay stiff like a scarecrow, staring at the ceiling.
The bed dipped.
Seol-ah snuggled up beside me.
"Oppa, why are you so tense?"
Her skin touched my side.
Cool, soft lotion scent.
She buried her face in my chest.
Her petite frame fit perfectly in my arm.
The instinct to hold her overrode reason.
I cautiously wrapped my arm around her shoulder.
She looked up at me.
Our eyes met.
She closed her eyes softly.
The signal.
I leaned down and found her lips.
Mwah.
Soft and sweet.
Even with my clumsy tongue, she responded eagerly.
Tongues tangled, saliva mixed.
My hand naturally moved to her breast.
Fullness filling my palm.
Faint moans escaped her lips with each knead.
"Mm... haa..."
The mood ripened.
But something was off.
Her hands roamed my body everywhere except the most important spot.
My dick was throbbing painfully, swollen to bursting.
Unable to take it, I pushed my member toward her hand.
"Seol-ah, here..."
She startled and pulled her hand away.
"No!"
"Huh? Why?"
"What if you cum before putting it in! Absolutely not."
Her expression was firm.
"I'm not that premature..."
"Still no. What a waste if even a drop spills."
Ah.
This world's common sense.
Semen is money.
Oral or handjobs were 'harvesting' semen, not foreplay.
Cumming during foreplay wasted that precious fluid.
Bukakke play like shooting in mouths or on bodies was a luxury for billionaires treating money like tissue.
'So strict, damn.'
Disappointing, but unavoidable.
Instead, I focused on pleasuring her.
My hand slid down between her legs.
Soaked.
Already plenty wet.
I slipped a finger in slightly, and hot inner walls embraced it.
"Haan... oppa, your fingers are long..."
She twisted her waist.
Squelching sounds echoed lewdly.
"Now... put it in now. I can't take it."
She grabbed my hand, pulling me, then flopped onto the bed.
She spread her legs wide into an M shape.
Pink flesh exposed blatantly.
"Hurry..."
She urged.
With trembling hands, I grabbed the condom from the table.
As I tore the wrapper, Seol-ah gripped my wrist.
"What are you doing?"
"Putting on the condom."
"Ah, just do it raw. Put it in bare."
"Huh?"
She snatched the condom and tossed it away.
"Condoms kill the feeling. Do it raw."
Whoa.
Do women in this world prefer no condom?
Or do they just prioritize sensation?
Either way, jackpot for me.
No rubber.
Like a dream.
I positioned myself between her legs.
My cock touched her entrance.
"Wow... it's really huge..."
Seol-ah gulped.
"It might hurt. I'll go slow."
"It's fine. Just don't tear me... ngh!"
I thrust my hips.
The glans forced through the tight entrance.
Lukewarm, squeezing pressure.
Onahole was nothing compared to this living sensation.
"Ngh...!"
"Haaa... so full... feels like it's reaching my stomach..."
Halfway in, my breath hitched.
Too tight.
This is sex.
This is pussy.
It was sublime.
Pushing to the hilt, I saw her belly bulge slightly.
"Haa... haa... it's all in..."
She panted roughly, pulling my neck into an embrace.
Time to move.
I tried shaking my hips like in porn.
Plap. Plap.
"Ah, it hurts! Oppa, wait!"
Seol-ah winced.
"S-sorry."
"Don't jab so hard. It's too big, it hurts."
"Then how..."
"Slow... like a wave, undulate. Like scraping here."
She grabbed my ass, guiding the motion.
I followed her lead.
Not straight thrusts, but smooth circles.
Squelch. Squelch.
"Ah... yes, that's it. Haan!"
Her moans changed.
Not pain, but pleasure-soaked.
Felt way better for me too.
Like every wrinkle inside massaged my cock.
I gradually sped up.
Slap. Slap.
Flesh smacking filled the room.
"Good... oppa... so good... ngh!"
"Seol-ah... me too... ngh, so good."
Reason slipping away.
Her insides gripped like a living thing.
The squeeze was no joke.
Climax building fast.
Lower belly heavy, tingles gathering at my spine's end.
"I-I'm gonna cum!"
"Cum! Inside me!"
"N-no! Too much volume... condom! We need a condom now!"
I tried pulling out urgently.
500ml.
Dumping that all inside would be disaster.
Simply put, like shoving a 500ml water bottle into a pussy.
Plus my cock.
She could get hurt.
But.
Snap.
Seol-ah locked her legs around my waist.
Squeezing like she'd never let go.
"It's fine! Just cum! Please!"
"No, it's dangerous! Your pussy'll burst!"
"It won't! I had S-Save surgery!"
"What? S-Save? What's that!"
She bucked her hips, grinding my glans against her cervix.
Insane.
Can't hold back anymore.
"Arrrgh! Screw it! I don't know!"
Boom-!
The dam burst.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh-!!!
High-pressure semen exploded from my urethra.
"Ooooooh...!!!"
Seol-ah screamed.
Her eyes rolled back simultaneously.
Gush gush gush!
Massive volume poured into her depths.
"Gohoho! Hnggh!"
I looked down at her lower belly.
Shocking sight.
Her flat stomach began ballooning like a balloon.
One month pregnant.
Three months.
Five months.
In seconds, her belly protruded like a full-term pregnancy.
"S-Seol-ah! Let go! Your belly's gonna explode!"
"Hnggg... nghhh...!"
Sweating in agony, yet she wouldn't release her legs.
Instead, she pulled my ass deeper.
Tough girl.
My semen showed no sign of stopping.
Only after a long torrent did the flow finally ebb.
"Haa... haa... ngh..."
After squeezing out the last drop, I nearly collapsed on her in exhaustion.
Barely propping myself up, I checked on her.
Seol-ah panted with glazed eyes.
Her belly was massively distended.
"You okay? Seol-ah?"
"Haa... haa... insane... fucking insane..."
With trembling hands, she caressed her swollen belly.
Ecstatic expression.
"I'll pull out. Must hurt."
She finally released her legs.
I slowly withdrew.
Pop-.
A cheerful, vulgar sound.
Meaning insane internal pressure.
'Disaster. It's gonna backflow now.'
Even I knew the ejaculation was ridiculously long.
Over 500ml for sure.
The moment I pulled out, the bed sheets—no, the floor—would flood with semen.
I frantically looked for tissues.
But.
"...Huh?"
Nothing came out.
Her pussy entrance was sealed tight.
Not a single drop leaked.
All that volume trapped inside.
Like vacuum-sealed.
"What... is this? Why isn't it coming out?"
I asked blankly, and Seol-ah rubbed her belly, smiling strainedly.
"Hnggg... oppa. I told you. I had S-Save."
"What the hell is that?"
"Surgery. When semen enters the vagina, the uterus sucks it in and seals the entrance shut."
"......"
"Special muscles and... electrical signals? It controls the sphincter to prevent any leaks. Expensive surgery... but worth it."
She patted her bloated belly contentedly.
Thump thump.
Like tapping a watermelon.
"Go to the hospital like this for extraction... and you can exchange it without losing a drop."
My head spun.
Over-the-top tech has limits.
Zapping the uterus with electricity to lock it like a safe?
Not a mystery of the body, but of capital.
"Oppa... I'm too heavy to get up. Help me."
Seol-ah, now full-term bodied, reached out.
I chuckled wryly and took her hand.
This insane world.
I still had a long way to go to adapt.