The Panty Thief Gets Caught
The fact that she would lose her virginity to me and bleed because of it seemed to dawn on her.
“If I catch the panty thief, that’ll fix everything, right?”
“Huh? You know who it is?”
“I do.”
“Who the hell is it? Just let me catch him. I’ll make him pay back every single pair he stole from me. There was even an Italian luxury pair a friend gave me as a gift.”
“Hmm… For now, I’ll go check it out myself, so you just do your thing. Isn’t it time for your workout?”
“Yeah, I should head out now.”
Choi Hyeon-jeong attends the sports center for yoga and swimming. She doesn’t have a regular job. As a rich widow who owns dozens of villas and several commercial buildings, she has no need to work. Jobs are for ants like me. That fact alone pissed me off.
“First, deposit my salary in advance. Chae-gyeong’s worried about living expenses.”
“How much do you need?”
“Ten million won.”
“That’s a lot, but… since it’s you, I’ll do it. Every month.”
As she spoke, she smiled and casually grabbed my cock. So this was the price of my dick. Now I understood why gigolos always went after rich widows. You could spend every penny of a woman’s money. To me, Choi Hyeon-jeong’s money was already my money. I no longer needed to live tied down by finances. Of course, that meant no more going to work either.
“See you later, then.”
“Okay.”
After Choi Hyeon-jeong went back inside, I stared at the villa. The sign still read Pussy Villa. I shouldn’t change that. It was practically a symbol of the place. Fixing it for no reason might cause me to lose the special function, so I’d better not touch it. The original protagonist hadn’t fixed it for the same reason.
But the protagonist… I wondered if he was doing alright. He’d been NTR’d by me with his aunt and left in despair. Well, he could figure it out himself. Without the Manager’s Hat and its special perks, the protagonist was nothing. Just trash. Absolute dogshit. He was basically the same pathetic extra that Jo Isang had been in the webtoon. The position of protagonist in this world belonged to a sad premature-ejaculating loser. The new protagonist was me.
“Shall we go, then? She should be home. There’s no competition yet.”
I took the elevator down to the second floor and pressed the doorbell for room 202. After a moment, the intercom crackled to life. It was unmistakably a young woman’s voice.
“Who is it…? Uh…?”
“This is Jo Isang from room 504. I’ve become the new manager of Pussy Villa… I mean, Welfare Villa.”
I’d accidentally said “Pussy Villa” and quickly corrected myself in a panic. But did it even matter? In this villa, I was basically a god. The woman didn’t nitpick. In the real world, calling it Pussy Villa would’ve caused an uproar, but since this was an adult webtoon, it was perfectly allowed. What a wonderful place.
“The new manager… sir. But what brings you to my house…?”
“It’s a rather private matter… Should we talk out here? It’d probably be better for Miss Yun Seol-ah if we spoke quietly.”
I lowered my voice, making it sound slightly threatening. The intercom fell silent. She was probably weighing her options. But you’re already in checkmate. I’m the guy who read the webtoon. I know the entire story. Just like you can’t hide a cough or the scent of pussy juice, the woman in 202 couldn’t hide her crime.
“Um, what is this about…? Please speak quietly.”
The girl’s voice had turned small and timid. For someone with an incredible body, she was surprisingly timid. Tough exterior, soft inside. That was why she had sobbed her eyes out while getting her pussy pounded by the protagonist in the original story. I’d make her cry too. Looked like today I’d get to try a virgin. I’d finally see some blood from a pussy.
I spoke softly into the intercom.
“Panties.”
“!”
That single word plunged the intercom into total silence. Eventually the door opened. Click… creeeeak. This front door seriously needed oiling. It was as stiff as a virgin pussy.
“W-what do you mean…”
The woman from room 202 looked like she’d seen a ghost. Short haircut, shorts, tank top. But her entire body was covered in impressive residual muscle. At a glance, you’d mistake her for a martial artist. She’d looked impressive in the webtoon, but seeing her in real life, those muscles were even more overwhelming. They said her pussy muscles were incredible too. The kind of muscle pussy that clamped down on the protagonist’s cock like a vice and refused to let go.
Her name was Yun Seol-ah, twenty-four years old. A national rock-climbing representative.
“Shall we talk here? Someone might overhear.”
My cock was already rock hard. Just thinking about fucking Yun Seol-ah had me throbbing. The special ability caused random erections all the time. It really did encourage fucking lots of women. With an automatic horniness device installed, how could I resist? Soon it would be time to officially open Yun Seol-ah’s pussy for the first time.
Following the protagonist’s steps made everything so convenient. Originally, after one more of Chae-gyeong’s panties went missing, he would set a trap, track her down, and catch her. But since I already knew everything, I didn’t need to bother with any complicated schemes using panties as bait.
“Haa… haa…”
Yun Seol-ah was breathing hard. She looked exactly like a suspect on the verge of on-site arrest. Her pretty eyes darted around in panic and anxiety. Anyone watching might think she had vertigo.
“W-what are you… p-p-panties…?”
Even as she kept denying it, I leaned close to her ear and whispered.
“You’re wearing my wife’s panties right now.”
“N-no…! What I’m wearing is Hyeon-jeong’s luxury panties… Hup!”
She’d confessed with her own mouth. She just couldn’t stand the injustice. It was almost funny how she’d specifically corrected me that she was wearing Choi Hyeon-jeong’s panties. So this was what cute girls were like.
“Aah…”
Yun Seol-ah’s face flushed bright red. She looked like she might burst into tears at any second. I smiled and gave her ass a couple of light smacks.
“It’s fine. I haven’t told anyone yet.”
“T-that…”
The moment I touched her ass, shame seemed to hit her and her face grew even redder. I walked past her and stepped inside.
“Come in. We need to have an honest talk. Or would you rather I gather all the women in the villa whose panties were stolen?”
Standing at the entrance, I spoke firmly. Yun Seol-ah finally lowered her head and closed the door. I took off my shoes, walked into the living room, and sat on the sofa. As expected of a girl living alone, there wasn’t even a trace of male scent. It really was a pristine pussy. The thought of being the first to claim a pussy like this made my cock throb even harder.
“Let’s have a cup of coffee.”
“Yes…”
Yun Seol-ah shuffled to the kitchen like a pig being led to slaughter and started making coffee. She was around 165 centimeters tall, but her back view was impressively solid. Of course, she was a rock-climbing athlete. I’d have to fuck her prepared to possibly break my dick.
Yun Seol-ah brought two cups of coffee and set them on the table. I savored the rich aroma and took a slow sip. I wanted to enjoy a leisurely moment before I fucked her. It hadn’t been that long since I’d been with Choi Hyeon-jeong, and since this was Seol-ah’s first time, I wanted to take it especially slow.
I quietly drank a bit more coffee before finally speaking.
“Yun Seol-ah.”
“Yes…”
“You have a rough idea what this is about, don’t you?”
“T-that is…”
Yun Seol-ah, sitting across from me, had both hands trembling. This was exactly how people acted when the police came to arrest them. Even without solid evidence, they got scared first.
“You stole way too many panties. You should’ve stopped at a reasonable amount. That’s exactly why they ended up hiring a manager.”
That’s right. This very panty incident was what had brought the protagonist all the way from the countryside to Seoul to become the manager and write the legend of this extremely erotic pussy villa. It was essentially the starting point of the webtoon. Well, now I would be the one writing that legend instead of him.
To Jo Isang (me), Yun Seol-ah was an existence I both loved and hated. Because of her, my wife had been taken. Because of her, I had become Jo Isang. Therefore, it was only natural that her pure virgin pussy would be ruined by me and bleed.
“Huk…”
Yun Seol-ah finally started crying. She understood her fate. That she would lose her first pussy to me and bleed because of it.
“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen… I swear…”
She was confessing so obediently even without any evidence. As expected of an innocent pussy girl. Virgins really were pure. If she’d been a slut, she would have denied everything and threatened to call the police for false accusation or sexual harassment.
“I know. At first it was just curiosity.”
I knew everything because I’d read the webtoon. Yun Seol-ah hadn’t been a professional thief. She’d started by stealing my wife Chae-gyeong’s panties out of curiosity, then moved on to snatching the panties of other women in the villa.
“While practicing climbing on the villa walls… I saw pretty panties belonging to the other women on their verandas… Before I knew it… I’m sorry… huuk…”
Yun Seol-ah confessed through her sobs.
“You should’ve stopped after a few times. How could you steal from more than half the women living here?”
It wasn’t just one or two. She’d taken panties from over ten different women, climbing across verandas at dawn. It was practically an action scene. As a national climbing representative, she could freely move between every floor of the villa stealing panties. The webtoon had shown that scene, so it came to mind naturally. She’d been killing two birds with one stone: climbing practice and panty theft.
“At first it was curiosity… but later I got greedy for the panties… I don’t even know why I’m like this… Even thinking about it, it seems so weird… huuk… ueng…!”
She eventually broke down into loud sobs. Having been caught stealing panties, she was terrified of what would happen next. If she got dragged to the police station, reporters would swarm her and she’d appear in every media outlet. It would be a sensational story: a national climbing representative secretly stealing the panties of women in the same villa.
“The world would lose its mind if they found out.”
It would be social burial while still alive. And not just any celebrity, but an idol female athlete in the climbing world. A national representative, no less. It would probably make international news and she’d suffer worldwide humiliation. In Korea, she might not even be able to survive. Fame could sometimes be poison.
Yun Seol-ah cried with the expression of someone who had lost her country, begging desperately.
“I’m sorry…! Please keep it a secret! If this gets out, I can’t live!”