Ki Yeoeun's Penis Raising (3)
I wake up to the sound of my phone alarm. Even though I picked a vibrant and brilliant melody, I still hate the sound that breaks my sweet slumber. I think it’s time to change it.
Still, today is Thursday.
If I just get through today and tomorrow, it’s the weekend where I can sleep in late. I used to spend my holidays feeling lonely after waking up late, but things are different now. Because I have Sera-unnie. I don’t know why she doesn’t take in more tenants, but being just the two of us isn’t bad either. I hope more good people move in later so we can live happily together.
I got out of bed and opened my bedroom door. There’s a thought that crosses my mind every morning when I’m still half-asleep.
"I’m so jealous... Sera-unnie."
Unnie must be rich to own a house like this. She doesn’t even need to work at a company. Being able to sleep until you want to wake up is a huge blessing. There are countless reasons why I’m envious of her financially comfortable life, but at this hour, that’s the only thing I can think of. I want to sleep more...
After washing my face and returning to my room to change, I lifted my panties to check my clitoris. It’s about the thickness of three fingers and half a palm’s length now; it looks a bit bizarre. It’s like a round clitoris is perched on the end of a long, thick piece of flesh. Or perhaps it feels like the epidermis is wrapping around a clitoris that has grown long.
What worries me most is that the center of the clitoris is splitting vertically from top to bottom. I wonder if the skin is tearing because it’s getting too big. I don’t know if it’s going to end up with a hole in it.
Should I go to the hospital this weekend? No, since mine will soon be as big as Sera-unnie’s, it might not be rude to ask her first.
Thinking about this and that, I finished changing and getting ready for work. I tried to leave the house quietly so as not to wake unnie, but the door to her room opened.
"Oh? Are you leaving now? I’m heading out, too."
Unnie stepped out, clearly already fully prepared to go out.
"Are you taking the subway? I’m heading quite far away by subway today, too. Shall we go together?"
"Yes! I’d love to!"
I answered energetically because I liked the idea of leaving together, but then I remembered something after stepping out into the entryway.
"Unnie, where are you going, by the way?"
"I’m transferring at Saerim Station."
Saerim Station is a chaotic mess during the morning commute where three lines intersect. Since I also transfer at Saerim Station, I experience hell every single day.
"Ugh, Saerim Station at this hour!?"
"Hehe, I know. It’s crowded because it’s rush hour. But Yeoeun, you go there every day, don't you?"
I had wanted to suggest we leave a bit later to avoid the rush, but she already knew. Seeing her willing to endure the "Hell Train," she must have an appointment early in the morning.
"Ugh... they don't call it the Hell Train for nothing. Let’s go, unnie! Into the abyss!"
"Hehe."
If there’s one best thing about Sharehouse Pellacio, it’s definitely the landlady, Sera-unnie, but the selling point is that the subway station is a five-minute walk away, and there’s a bus transfer center a little further out.
And so, we arrived at the subway station in no time.
Yukbong Station.
Yukbong is the name of this neighborhood. There’s a legend that it’s a place blessed by six mountain peaks. It sounds very rustic to me, but Sera-unnie says she loves the name. She once told me that the village name, Yukbong-dong, played a big part in why she settled here.
I had chuckled a bit at the discrepancy in her sophisticated appearance as she said, "I love Yukbong," as if she were nostalgic for it.
For someone commuting to the center of Seoul, Yukbong Station on Line 9 is truly a great station. The previous station is a transfer hub where many passengers get off, so the inside of the train is relatively empty. If you’re lucky, you can sit down and prepare your heart before entering the hell of Saerim.
Today was one of those lucky days. Before transferring to the hellish Line 2 at Saerim Station, unnie and I sat side-by-side in the train seats.
Counting the stops from Saerim Station to where unnie was going, it was about five stations.
"That’s going to be tough, unnie."
"I only go occasionally for work. It’s you, Yeoeun, who has it tough riding the Hell Train every day."
"I only have to go two stops past Saerim, though."
It didn’t take long before we got off at Saerim. The wave of people visible from the stairs leading to Line 2 was filling the platform to the brim.
"We won't be able to make this one."
"Usually, when we arrive at the platform, we just take the next one."
Fortunately, the train arrived quickly, and the wave of people flowed into the open doors like water through a funnel. Unnie and I were swept up in the same wave. Even though our destinations were different, Sera-unnie was my companion. Thanks to my hand, which I held tightly for fear of losing her, unnie and I were able to stay stuck together.
We were standing face-to-face. Since I’m shorter than unnie, my mouth was pressed against the plump cleavage revealed by her low-cut top. The cozy feeling and unnie’s scent tickling the tip of my nose felt so good...
Throb—!
"Ugh..."
W-what is this... I felt a sudden, brief rush of blood to my clitoris.
Thump, thump—.
And my heart was pounding like crazy.
"Yeoeun, are you okay?"
Because there were so many people around, unnie whispered quietly into my ear,
"Hnnng..."
Again, I felt my clitoris throb, and a moan leaked out.
My senses became more sensitive than usual, and it felt like every stimulation was reaching my crotch.
Unnie’s breasts, which hadn’t bothered me before, felt so erotic now that my mouth was pressed between them.
Is Sera-unnie feeling it too? I can feel the heat radiating from her skin.
"Haa... I-I’m okay..."
When I lifted my head to answer, her face was flushed red.
I’m the same, with heat rising throughout my entire body. I feel like I must have the same complexion as unnie. It’s embarrassing, but in this situation, I can’t even put distance between us because of the pressure of the crowd.
I feel like I’m going to get drunk on the touch and scent of unnie’s large, soft, and squishy breasts. It feels like my grown clitoris is twitching in time with my heartbeat.
As the train stopped and the doors opened, people pushing to get off shoved us, causing my crotch to press firmly against unnie’s thigh.
'Why am I like this...'
The impulse to rub my clitoris against unnie’s thigh wraps stickily around my entire body.
'This is unavoidable...'
Unable to overcome the impulse, I pressed my crotch against unnie’s thigh and moved it.
"Ah, unnie, I’m sorry... people keep pushing me..."
A dirty excuse came out of my mouth.
'I’m such a pervert...'
Doing this in the middle of the subway is clearly perverted. I hate myself like this. But, but... I can’t stop my perverted behavior because I’m turned on by the immorality of rubbing my clitoris against unnie’s thigh in a crowded train car. What if unnie hates me? What if she kicks me out, telling me to get lost, you pervert? What if she abandons me like my mother...
Thinking of my mother brought me back to my senses. The image of my mother’s devastated face, filled with shock and embarrassment, came to mind. I wanted to see how unnie was doing, but I was too scared to look. In the meantime, people getting off and on had packed the car, and the doors closed.
"It’s okay. Don’t tremble."
Unnie’s whisper rang softly in my ear. Only then did I gather the courage to look at her face. Sera-unnie reached out and wiped the corners of my eyes. I felt dampness.
"Are you not feeling well? Shouldn’t you skip work today?"
Did unnie not notice my perverted behavior? She is wearing a gentle smile.
"N-no, I’m fine."
As my frantically racing heartbeat calmed down and I gradually regained stability, one fact suddenly occurred to me. The bulge in unnie’s skirt. But I realized that even though we were pressed together like that, I hadn’t felt that bulge—what I thought was unnie’s grown clitoris.
"Yeoeun, come home early today."
Unnie didn’t add anything after that. Because I looked unwell? Because she noticed my grown clitoris? No, did unnie’s clitoris even grow? Was it just an accessory?
In the midst of the confusion, the train arrived at my station.
"U-unnie... see you later."
I had no choice but to say goodbye while being swept away by the crowd.
The train doors closed, but I could see unnie’s face smiling at me through the window.
Was it my imagination that her smile felt seductive? Or did I feel that way because I’m a lewd bitch? As the train departed, I left the platform and hurried toward the office.
After checking in at work, I went straight to the bathroom and pulled down my panties. My vaginal fluid stretched out, creating a thin line. The first time I saw my own fluid was after I forcibly kissed my mother. This was the second time.
***
I rode the subway with her to check on Yeoeun’s condition. After she got off, I got off at the next station.
A station where trains going in the opposite direction pass each other across the platform. Waiting for the train home, I hold back the urge to laugh out loud. I don’t want to look like a crazy bitch.
Ah... Yeoeun♡ You really are beyond my expectations.
To think you’d rub your growing penis against my thigh. I really never imagined it♡
Yeoeun’s penis is still incomplete. The hole for the cum is still forming, and it doesn’t even get erect yet. But she definitely felt the stimulation of blood rushing to it.
That’s why she acted like a bitch in heat♡
If I had come with a penis, I wouldn’t have been able to hold back either. I might have pulled down my panties and shoved my fully erect cock into your cunt right then and there.
I’m glad I came with just a pussy instead of growing a penis. No matter how much the little bitch seduced me first, I shouldn’t be doing that in public yet. I might end up on the news.
The stimulation of Yeoeun in heat rubbing against my thigh was good, but it was also a variable. I was worried that if she felt too ashamed, she might come home late or not come home at all today. But I, the woman who blocked that variable by telling her to come home early while keeping my cool even in a highly aroused state—I praise myself.
Yeoeun definitely said she’d see me later. There’s no way she’ll avoid me and not come home.
The train pulls in and stops, and the doors open. I head home, looking forward to tonight.
Yeoeun, you are going to be a truly magnificent meat-dildo♡