Chapter 4: What the Hell Did You Eat to Make Your Tits This Huge?
Areum's body toppled limply backward.
Her face was pure blank disbelief, but with those heavy breasts surging and swaying, my eyes locked on and I couldn't spare a thought for anything else.
"Whoa… hey, can I touch?"
"……."
"You fucking bitch, I asked if I can touch."
I was only waiting for her permission. I had zero intention of forcing anything.
The meal was already cooked. No point poking at it and making a mess.
"If you don't answer, you know what that means, right? This is the third time I've asked if I can grope your tits."
"…Fuck, if I tell you not to, you gonna stop? You fucking bastard…."
"Yeah, I won't. So go on—try telling me not to touch."
"…Do whatever the fuck you want. Shit."
"No, don't give me that wishy-washy crap. Touch, or don't touch. Pick one."
"…Touch them, you fucking bastard!"
"Quit the damn tantrum."
Gulp—
I'd been playing it cool in front of her this whole time, but the second I saw those udders hanging off her chest, my cock had swollen like it was about to burst.
Honestly, I wanted to strip her bare right then and bury my dick in her cunt.
But everything has an order to it.
Sliip— slither—
These were White Rabbit's breasts.
I was playing with White Rabbit's milk tanks.
"Haa, so fucking soft. Hh…."
The thing I'd only ever seen in photos was finally filling my hands.
A softness I couldn't put into words settled into my grip.
I'd meant to start from the underside and work my way slowly up.
But the way the lower curve of her breasts had spilled sideways while she lay there, and the feeling of my hand pressing up underneath them—that was something special.
The weight of that heavy flesh bearing down was brand new.
And of everything I'd ever touched, nothing came close to how soft and yielding this skin was. Absolute perfection.
"Hh, hhaa…."
Every time a little deflating sigh slipped past Areum's tightly shut lips, my urethra twitched and spilled precum without rest.
Sliip—
"Just what the hell did you eat to get tits this big?"
"Ha, haa…."
"Oh? Not answering, huh."
"Hnnk! Yaaah! Ah, that hurts! It hurts!"
They say a beating is the only medicine for a beast that won't listen.
I pinched White Rabbit's nipple—the one that refused to answer me—and twisted.
"Still not talking? What did you eat to end up with udders this huge?"
"You, dog bastard… I, I don't… hiiik! I don't know!"
"If you don't know, go find out!"
"Kyaaaah!!"
This time her left nipple was trapped between my fingers as she shrieked.
"Feels good, doesn't it? Look, they're getting all hard."
"Bullshit, fucking nonsense! Stop…."
"I'm serious. Want to feel for yourself?"
I took Areum's doubtful hand and guided it toward her own chest.
Then I wrapped my fingers around hers and helpfully pinched her nipple for her.
"Hiiik! Hnn, hhaaang!"
"Well? Hard, right? Still gonna say no?"
"Hh, hnnph! N-no…."
"No to what?"
"I'm not—turned onnnn!"
Areum screamed her denial at the top of her lungs.
"When did I say you were turned on? I asked if it felt good. Hey—you're dripping right now, aren't you?"
My gaze drifted slowly downward.
Areum had her thighs clamped tight, rubbing them together, but there was still a gap between them just wide enough for a finger.
"Hmm, can I touch here too?"
"N-nooo! Fuck, you touch it and I swear—!"
"Ha! Fine. But tone down the swearing a little. It's not like I can't swear right back, you know—you fucking bitch."
"Crazy bastard… hnn! Dog bastard…."
The more I kneaded her breasts, the harder her thighs worked, like they might catch fire.
The way she kept grinding them together, I half expected actual smoke to start rising.
"Ticklish? Want me to help?"
"F-fuck… I told you not to touch meee…."
Still packing plenty of venom in her snarl. I gave a small shake of my head and went back to focusing on her chest.
That lush mass of flesh changed shape every time I squeezed it in my hands, and the way my fingers sank into it felt incredible.
"I'm just gonna suck on this once. Cool?"
"Hh, hnn, hnnk…."
Areum glared daggers at me and kept her mouth shut to the bitter end.
I took silence as consent and brought my mouth to the nipple that had been a soft pink earlier—now flushed a deeper red from all the torment.
"Haa, haaa…."
"Hnnk! Hnuk!"
Right beside the nipple, I blew a soft stream of air from my lips.
Areum's delicious nipple met my breath and started twitching in tiny spasms.
The trembling spread gradually through her whole body. At first the little jolts just came faster and faster, then her hips started bucking, and before long her back arched like a drawn bow as a lewd moan spilled from her mouth.
"Hheung! Hniit… hhaaang!"
"Tsk. Who said you could lift your hips."
I pressed my palm firmly down on Areum's violently trembling lower belly.
Her stomach was firm yet smooth, with just enough soft flesh to make pressing into it satisfying.
The waist that had floated up into the air under my hand settled back onto the bed, and this time her thighs clamped tight as she shook all over.
Shhhhiiisssh—
A wet sound spilled out from between Areum's legs.
Whether that was just piss or cunt juice gushing out from an orgasm, I honestly couldn't tell.
But one thing was certain: Areum's face was burning red as she panted out feverish little moans.
"Hh, hhaang, hhaaang, stop, alreadyyy…."
"I didn't even do anything?"
All I'd done was knead the places she'd given me permission for, winding up her sensitivity, then zero in on her nipples and torment them until she came.
She just had an absurdly sensitive body, so she'd gone off that fast.
"And at your age, wetting yourself? Come on now."
"…I-it's not pee… fuck…."
"So you squirted cunt juice because it felt that good?"
"You bastard…."
"You always start swearing the second you run out of things to say. Let's try talking like civilized people, yeah?"
"Fuck off… shit…."
I shook my head and gave her a moment for the climax to finish rolling through her.
Once the spasms in her body had mostly settled, I brought my face back to her nipple.
"Again, whyyy! Please, just stop already… hiiik!"
"What are you talking about. I haven't even gotten to suck yet. And now I'm gonna suck the absolute shit out of them. Slurp, shluup, shlup-shlup, shloooorp!"
"Hniit! Hhaaaang!"
The hard nipple against the tip of my tongue, the soft flesh drawing into my mouth—saliva kept pooling no matter what I did.
And every time my tongue dragged across her, I could feel her body twitch and shudder, which only made it better.
I lost myself in Areum's udders for a long time after that—licking, sucking, nipping.
"Hnnk, hnn!"
"Shluup, shloop, shlup-shlup… slurp."
"Hheung! S-stop… please… hhaah!"
The wet trickle from between my legs had already happened twice, and the mind-blanking surges of pleasure were past counting on my fingers.
And yet this bastard Shin Down still wouldn't quit, fixated only on my chest.
"Hhaa… see? All red and swollen."
Marks he'd left covered my breasts everywhere.
From the little bite impressions of his teeth to the scattered bruises, they all testified to just how long my chest had been put through hell.
"Your skin must be pretty delicate. I barely suck and it swells up like this."
"Hh, hnnk, hheuuk…."
It wasn't the skin—it was because he'd been sucking like a goddamn maniac for so long. The words rose all the way to the tip of my tongue.
But by now I'd figured out that talking back only stretched this endless torment out even longer.
All I wanted was to get out from under Shin Down's hands as fast as possible.
Instead, his hand forced its way into the narrow gap between my thighs.
And he kneaded the soft inner flesh like he was working dough.
"Haa… hnnk, hniiit!"
No matter how hard I clamped my mouth shut, no matter how tightly I clapped my hands over it, I couldn't completely stop the moans from leaking out.
"Shluup—your hips are bucking that hard? Feels that good?"
"Hh… hnnk, hheu…."
It doesn't. It doesn't feel good. Not even a little….
"Lift your hips so I can pull your pants down."
"…W-what? Why the pants… fuck, you said you weren't touching below!"
Those words from Shin Down snapped me wide awake.
The only reason I'd been lying under this bastard in this goddamn situation at all was the pathetic belief that things wouldn't go any further from here—
But now that belief shattered into pieces, and a chill ran down my spine.
"Hey, just lift when I tell you to lift. Did I say spread your fucking pussy? I said lift your hips. That's it."
"Haa, ha… fuck…."
Shin Down tapped my pelvis with little prodding touches, hurrying me along.
"Don't want to? Haa… fine, if you don't want to. But are you sure you're okay with that?"
Tap-tap—
His hand knocked against my hip again.
Shame boiled up in thick waves, but I still obediently lifted my waist and helped my pants slide down.
Sliiiip—
"You bastard… you so much as put a hand down there…."
I clenched my teeth hard.
It was a pathetic threat, but in the face of it, the only thing I could do was lift my hips… that was all.