Chapter 2
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Getting Devoured? (2)
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"Then, shall we take a peek at our little Yeon's cock too?"
With a lecherous gaze, Joo-young shifted her body, bringing her face right up to my lower half.
Her expression brimmed with anticipation as she placed her hand on my waistband. Having a full-grown woman check out my crotch like this—what an utterly mortifying situation.
"D-don't..."
My face burned red as I grabbed the loose waistband with my hands to stop her from pulling my pants down. Joo-young watched my reaction with delight, like it was the cutest thing, then sliced right through my pants with a blade of mana.
Swish—
With a flick of her wrist, my baggy pants tore apart effortlessly.
"Ack!"
Under the shredded pants emerged a pair of white triangle briefs. A cute little bulge poked out prominently atop the pristine fabric.
"Oh my."
Joo-young covered her mouth with both hands at the sight.
"So adorable~ Do you always wear stuff like this?"
"D-don't look!"
I yelled, covering my briefs with both hands. But something felt off when I thought about it.
I usually wore boxers, not triangle briefs. I hadn't worn anything like this since elementary school.
But now wasn't the time to dwell on that. A predator with her eyes on my dick was closing in.
Slide—
Joo-young easily lifted my hands away from my briefs.
"How about moving those hands? Big sis wants to see Yeon's cock."
"Nngh."
I struggled, my arms trembling against her strength, but my current body couldn't match the power honed by her swordsmanship.
No, honestly, even my original self might not stand a chance against her raw strength.
"I'll make you feel good~ Okay?"
She effortlessly pinned my hands above my head and tied them to the bedframe using her necktie.
"!"
My hands were sealed in an instant. At this rate, this crazy woman was really going to devour me. It felt like an inevitable future, but I couldn't just accept it lying down.
"L-let me go!"
With my wrists bound, I kicked my legs like a frog. As I flailed in resistance, Joo-young fixed me with a sharp glare.
Then she whispered a chilling threat right in my ear.
"...Keep that up, Yeon, and I'll really wreck your dick, asshole, everything?"
"!"
Her eyes blazed fiercely. This wasn't an empty threat. She genuinely planned to ruin my cock.
'Asshole too? Scary as hell.'
Her terrifying words froze me in place. Satisfied, Joo-young stroked my head before resuming what she was doing.
"Good boy. Stay still while we check out that cock, yeah?"
She leaned in again, pressing her face against the cute protrusion bulging from my triangle briefs.
Sniff—haah—sniff—haah
She took deep breaths, inhaling the scent from my crotch.
"..W-what are you doing? That's dirty!"
I shouted at her perverse behavior, but she showed no sign of stopping.
"Haaah. Haaah. Smells so good. Right? Wanna smell me too?"
Far from stopping, she escalated. Joo-young shifted, shoving her massive ass right over my bound face on the bed.
"!"
As she thrust her hips back, her short black skirt rode up. Her office attire accentuated her wasp-thin waist, flowing into two plump, rounded hills below.
The kind of ass you'd give anything to smack at least once in your life—an ideal, perfect rear end right before my eyes. As it drew closer, a thick, feminine musk assaulted my nose.
"Heave-ho."
Joo-young lowered her ass, planting it squarely on my face.
Squish—
The heavy weight crushed my nose and cheeks. The rough texture of her pantyhose and the sheer mass pressed directly into my face.
"Mmph! Mmph!"
I couldn't breathe. I thrashed my head wildly, but there was no escaping an adult woman's ass.
I'll pass out like this... Just as black spots danced in my vision, Joo-young lifted her ass slightly.
"H-heok, h-heok."
I gulped in air, only for the pungent, lewd scent of her womanhood to stab my nostrils again.
It was the mingled aroma of sweat matured for hours inside her panties and skirt, blended with sticky love juices.
"Hngh!"
My body reacted instinctively to the erotic smell—down below.
Twitch—
My cock jerked for a moment.
"Oh?"
Joo-young noticed and tapped the wriggling bulge in my briefs with her finger.
"You like the smell of my ass~?"
Smoosh—
She shoved her ass back onto my face.
"Mmph! Mmph!"
My nose plunged deep between her cheeks. Was this what they called a facesitting?
'F-fuck... I'm done...'
Her ass's weight and sticky scent were pure agony, but my cock didn't care—it throbbed excitedly.
Soon enough, it stood rigidly at attention.
"Oh my."
Joo-young smiled at my tented briefs.
"Our Yeon is such a pervert. You like my ass that much?"
She poked and prodded the tip of the straining tent with her finger. Each touch on my urethra soaked the white fabric gray with precum.
"..I-I don't... know..."
In this situation, my words came out almost like a whimper. Damn it. I didn't even recognize myself. Honestly, what straight guy wouldn't get hard seeing this woman's ass?
Back when Yoon Joo-young was active as the Sword Ghost, her skin-tight black tights and minimal armor made her insanely popular. Even now as Association President, her office look kept her at the top of every "most fuckable woman" community poll.
Personal tastes aside, no one could deny her body was pure sex appeal. My mind was going blank. The situation, the weird shit coming out of my mouth, my reactions—none of it made sense.
I couldn't fathom why she wanted to fuck me either. So I just let my body go limp, surrendering to the flow.
As I slumped in resignation, Joo-young grinned widely.
"Hehe. So cute. Alright then, time to unwrap Yeon's cock~!"
Pop—
She pulled down my briefs, and the faint pressure around my cock vanished.
At the same time, cool air hit the throbbing skin.
"..."
'It's over.'
I closed my eyes. My dick was already out. Do whatever.
"...."
I lay there, fully resigned, but Joo-young froze the moment she yanked down my briefs.
'What? Something wrong?'
I started to lift my head from under her massive ass.
Beeeep—
A siren-like noise blared, and my vision went pitch black.
Then words floated in the void.
[Tutorial End. Settling accounts...]
[Skill Acquired: Charming Pretty Boy + 3 others.]
[Dick Compass Points: 100 acquired.]
[Development Sensitivity Settlement in progress. Oral: 0% Nipples: 1%...]
A flurry of words flashed before my eyes.
I couldn't make sense of them.
And at the end...
"Gasp!"
I bolted upright in bed, gasping for breath.
I looked around.
This was my room. The same bed where Yoon Joo-young had nearly devoured me moments ago.
But she was gone. No sticky heat, no feminine musk lingering.
The room was silent.
"..."
Outside, it was dark. It had been morning just now.
Was it all a dream?
I stared at my hands. Still slender. The unnatural youthening of my body wasn't a dream. So where did the dream end?
I pulled out my phone and checked the app history. Records up to searching for international flights to escape were intact.
But there was a weird app execution log.
'What the hell? A sex app?'
No way I'd install something like that. I'm a virgin loner—why would I download some normie hookup app?
'...Though no one would believe I'm a virgin loner.'
Lee Yeon, Korea's number one hunter. With my decent looks, power, and wealth, people would laugh if I said I'd never had sex.
Sure, folks wondered why no scandals ever leaked, but they assumed secret relationships.
Truth is, there was a reason for my celibacy.
'It's because of the [Virgin Arts] skill I learned.'
[Virgin Arts]. A cursed skill that resets all accumulated mana and stats if you have sex.
At the same time, it's what propelled me to this position.
Anyway, the demerit of this skill, combined with my own crippling fear of talking to women, kept me a virgin loner all these years.
That social anxiety? Blame my terrifying older sister. But hard is hard.
So I've got a ton of misconceptions piled up. The moniker "Ice Prince" comes partly from Ice Dragon Regale's Fang, but mostly from my cold public image.
Less "cold" and more "bitchy," as people say. My convos with women? "Fuck off. Hate it. Gimme." That's it. Anything else freezes me up.
The public and women who don't know me swoon over my "charismatic, cool vibe" based on looks alone,
But Joo-young, who has to work closely with me, my clan members, and top hunters—they all cringe at my personality.
It's not just my attitude; my unavoidable bitchiness soured relations...
'What do I do now.'
I clutched my head and rolled around on the bed.
Dreams are dreams, reality is reality.
Lucky that nearly getting eaten by the Association President ended as a dream, but nothing changed in real life.
The regression stone turning me young? That's stone-cold reality.
Maybe it wasn't a dream but a precog vision. Whether that bitch actually fucks me or beats me bloody, who knows.
That was when it happened.
[Got a lot on your mind, huh~?]
A woman's voice echoed in my head.