Peach Juice and Pet Training
Kim Jina’s love juices tasted just like the pink peach juice I’d drunk earlier. She must have liked peach juice; maybe she drank so much of it that her fluids ended up with that same flavor and scent. I had no idea what kind of rules governed this world from the erotic game, but honestly… as long as the taste and smell were pleasant, I didn’t care.
When I finished lapping up every drop from the dog bowl, Kim Jina patted the back of my head like I was a good boy. Even while she praised me, she kept leaking more of her juices straight into the bowl, then cheerfully announced she had another idea. She scooped plain rice from the cooker, dumped it into the same bowl, and drizzled her fluids all over it.
She smiled brightly and told me to eat up. If the situation had been different, that pretty, innocent smile might have made me fall for her on the spot.
“Um… by the way, Leader.”
“Tsk. I told you to call me noona.”
“N-Noona. It’s just… plain rice with only your juices mixed in feels a little bland.”
“Ah, you’re right. Sorry, I didn’t think of that. Then I’ll make you tuna-mayo bibimbap. Wait just a second, okay?”
Kim Jina snatched up the bowl and hurried into the tiny kitchen attached to her dorm room. She moved at an incredible speed, and before long she returned with a fresh bowl of tuna-mayo bibimbap topped with another generous helping of her fluids.
“My juices are already mixed in plenty, but… the visual still looks a bit plain like this. Hold on a moment. Hng♡ Haa♡ It’ll only take a second♡ Aah♡ Hnn♡”
She poured another thick stream of clear love juices over the bibimbap. It was exactly like someone in the original world adding another load of semen because the first one didn’t look impressive enough. I got down on all fours like a dog and ate the peach-scented tuna-mayo bibimbap.
Come to think of it, how long had it been since I last ate real food? I’d been starving so long that the hunger had eventually faded, but once the rice started going down, my appetite came roaring back.
Seeing how eagerly I devoured her juice-soaked rice, Kim Jina’s nose started bleeding again. She happily made several more varieties of bibimbap, each one generously topped with her fluids, and made me eat them all from the dog bowl without using my hands.
“Haa♡ Haa♡ It feels so good♡ Ah♡ D-Dojin♡ Now that I think about it♡ You don’t have to go back to the academy♡ You can just stay here in my room with me forever♡ How about it? I’ll take care of you♡”
Maybe it was my imagination, but the more enthusiastically I ate her juice-covered food like a dog, the more pink hearts seemed to sparkle in Kim Jina’s eyes. From what she was murmuring, she had never imagined a man would actually enjoy this kind of thing. Especially after the Shota’s Curse had made my looks and body so attractive, she had assumed no man with my appearance would ever indulge her particular tastes. She kept whispering to herself that we must be soulmates, and it really did seem like she was falling deeper and deeper for me.
At the same time, a hint of madness and obsession was starting to show on her face. …This felt a little dangerous.
“B-But… I’m still an academy student. I should at least attend classes, right…?”
“It’s fine♡ You can just stay in my room forever♡ If anyone asks, we’ll just have you declared missing♡”
“Th-Then… what about the Student Council…? The Vice President said they really are looking for me. She said they deliberately leaked information so the council would search for me, then send a search warrant to the Discipline Department, and the Discipline Department would probably send me over. The plan was to intercept me in between. But if that interception gets discovered, it’ll be bad for the Revolution Circle, so I still have to go back to the Student Council eventually. The Vice President said that, and you… I mean, noona, agreed too.”
“You don’t have to worry about that either♡ Just don’t take a single step outside my room♡ When I graduate, I’ll smuggle you out in a big suitcase♡ After that, you can live in my apartment and never go outside again♡ Once you’re being kept as my pet, there’s no reason anyone would ever find out♡”
Kim Jina seemed to be painting a rosy future where she kept me locked up and raised me like a pet. Her fetishes were the kind that would make any normal guy recoil in horror, yet I accepted them without hesitation. From my perspective, as long as she didn’t hit me, this much was tolerable. But to her, it apparently meant something completely different.
Still, something about it felt dangerous. She was seriously planning to keep me locked up and raise me as her pet. …Kim Jina’s looks weren’t bad, but even so… ending my life as someone’s caged pet didn’t sit right with me.
“…Even so, that’s a bit…”
When I gave her a reluctant look, Kim Jina gently stroked my cheek with a wistful expression.
“…I see. Okay. Can’t be helped. Then at least for now, can you let me do what I want?”
“Y-Yes… That much is fine.”
“Then finish your food♡ There’s something I want you to do after♡”
She was looking at me with such expectant eyes that I quickly finished the rest of the juice-soaked bibimbap. Once I was done, she clipped a leash to my collar and pulled me toward her.
It really felt like I had become an actual dog. She sat on the edge of the bed and smeared butter around her crotch.
“It’s salted butter, so it’ll taste good when you lick it. Also, I’m adding one new rule from now on. You’re not allowed to speak human words anymore. Forget human language.”
“Th-Then what should I say?”
“Woof, bark, meow? Like that? But I’d prefer you pick either dog or cat and stick with it. Hmm, I think dog suits you better. Try saying ‘woof’ for me.”
“Woof?”
“Haa♡ Perfect♡ Let’s go with that. From now on, you only say ‘woof’♡ You can do that much, right?”
“…Woof.”
“Hee♡ I’m gonna cum♡ This is amazing…♡ I never expected to find a guy who would actually indulge this kind of fetish♡ I’d given up on it♡ Ah, but we still need a little communication. Positive is ‘woof,’ negative or refusal is ‘woof woof.’”
Kim Jina tugged on my leash and guided my face between her legs. Honestly, the butter wasn’t necessary—I could have licked her just fine without it—but she clearly wanted this particular scenario. I diligently lapped and sucked at her folds, clit, and the pretty pink insides, using every technique I’d learned from servicing hundreds of women. I varied the pressure and rhythm, and Kim Jina looked like she was about to die from pleasure.
“Khh♡ Wh-What is this♡♡ Th-This isn’t♡ a d-dog’s tongue♡ S-Stop it♡♡ D-Don’t♡ I said stooop♡ Nnghii♡♡♡”
Squirt squirt squirt gush!
Kim Jina sprayed far more violently than she ever had while masturbating. Then she collapsed backward onto the bed. I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction at having made her cum that hard. Fuck. After everything I’d been through, the only skill I’d gained was expert pussy-licking…
“Haa♡ Haa♡ Haa♡ You…♡ I told you to stop♡”
“Woof.”
I grinned and barked. Kim Jina’s already flushed cheeks turned even redder as she yanked on my leash and pulled me into a deep kiss. Most women in this world refused to kiss after being eaten out, especially after squirting. I could understand why—it was like kissing after taking a load in the mouth back in the original world. But Kim Jina didn’t seem to care at all. She licked my mouth, still coated in her own juices, and gave me a long, sticky, slow snail-like kiss.
“Huu♡ So good♡ But♡ Naughty puppies need training♡”
Training? Ah, fuck. She wasn’t going to start hitting me, was she? I’d been beaten almost every single day by the women here; I hated violence. Those psychos who punched you in the stomach whenever they felt like it… The only woman who had sex with me without hitting me was Class President Choi Seoa. Even when she tricked and raped me in virtual reality, she hadn’t actually struck me. She only took my weapon and humiliated me by making me stand there; she never used excessive violence.
“…Come here♡ My cute little Dojin♡”
I had been ready to yell if she tried anything like a gut punch, but her atmosphere felt gentle. There was no sense of violence, so I quietly followed her lead. I’d expected some kind of harsh punishment, but all Kim Jina did for “training” was lightly tap my nose a few times with her finger. It didn’t hurt at all—just a soft little poke.
“Don’t do that again♡ Okay?♡”
‘What the hell, that’s it? Fuck, I was so tense thinking she’d suddenly punch me that I feel like an idiot now…’
That was the end of her training. She gently laid me down on the bed, then covered me with her soft, warm body.
“Let’s kiss some more♡”
Her slow, snail-like kisses that blurred the line between kissing and caressing began again.