Chapter 161: Reunion (4)
Chapter 161: Reunion (4)
“A-ah, they didn’t notice… right…?”
“Didn’t notice? You stupid bitch. Everyone lost their appetite for the booze because of the smell of the pussy juice you were squirting everywhere.”
“Ugh….”
The arousal from his verbal abuse was brief, quickly followed by a wave of self-loathing.
It wasn’t even a one-on-one humiliation; I had reached climax while having my pussy fingered right in front of all my old friends. To make matters worse, the owner of the thick fingers that made me come was my former classmate.
“It’s all because of you…!”
The reunion had come to an end. In truth, we hadn't parted ways in an overtly awkward or uncomfortable atmosphere.
At least, not on the surface. No one had publicly called me out, asking why my expression was like that or why I was making strange noises. If that had happened, I probably wouldn't be able to lift my head right now.
The gathering ended quite mundanely. Not long after I reached climax from Kang Young-hoon’s fingers, people started leaving one by one, claiming they had things to do, and the meeting naturally wound down. It wasn't like we had stayed until we were dead drunk, but everyone had a decent amount, so it wasn't an unnaturally early departure either.
“Because of me? It’s your pussy’s fault for going into heat over a friend’s finger.”
But Kang Young-hoon whispered that it was because of me. To be precise, he claimed that because he and I were doing lewd things, everyone noticed and fled, thinking we were some weird couple. I wanted to deny it, but honestly, I suspected everyone was thinking exactly that.
“So, what are you going to do now?”
Kang Young-hoon tapped the bulge in his pants with an expectant look in his eyes. I couldn't hide my shock when I saw the erection hidden beneath his trousers.
‘He just let out a creampie in the bathroom a little while ago….’
How was he hard again already? I suppose a powerful male capable of turning a woman into a breeding female really is built differently.
“What do you mean, what am I going to do? I’m going home. Actually, now that I think about it, I should be arresting you and taking you to the Hero Association.”
“Try it if you can. You’re just a bitch who’d be frozen and whimpering the moment I stop time. Or should I go back and reintroduce you to our classmates? Not as my girlfriend this time, but as their fellow alumnus?”
I shut my mouth tight. I had unintentionally handed Kang Young-hoon another weapon. It wasn't through any other means, but purely because of my own slip of the tongue that he found out. That I used to be a guy, and a student in the same class as him.
“……Give me a break on that one.”
“Then hurry up and get in the car.”
“What about the alcohol…?”
“I didn’t drink a single drop, remember? You’re the one who gulped it down.”
In the end, I had no choice but to pout and follow him. Everything happened in a flash, from getting into the passenger seat of his expensive foreign car to buckling my seatbelt. Unlike his time-stop ability, which became useless once I transformed into a Magical Girl, his threat to expose my past was truly terrifying.
“Haa.”
My head was spinning, thinking about the bizarre events of the past hour… though I didn't know exactly how much time had passed since Kang Young-hoon had stopped time in the middle of it.
‘He found out I was the old class president, then he said it made him even hornier and fucked me from behind, and then I was dragged out and humiliated in front of my old friends while barely conscious.’
Summarizing it made it sound absolutely absurd. Did all of this really happen to me?
To make matters worse, Kang Young-hoon wasn't satisfied yet and was taking me somewhere to do god-knows-what. I guessed it was either a love hotel or his house.
‘The others must think… we’re some perverted couple.’
I wanted to deny it, but I couldn't. Seeing how I was actually looking forward to what he’d do to me next, it was clear I was a perverted, masochistic bitch. Just as a gentle man could never dominate me, an ordinary woman would never be able to handle Kang Young-hoon’s monstrous libido.
“Tell me something interesting on the way.”
“Something… interesting? What, am I your personal comedian now?”
“You’re my personal onahole. ‘Personal’ is the same, so just add a few more functions.”
“Personal onahole my ass…?! I-I’m sorry to break it to you, but you’re not the only one I’ve done it with, okay?”
When I spoke boastfully with my hand on my chest, Kang Young-hoon burst into a loud laugh. He couldn't contain his hysterics, even slapping the steering wheel, which caused the horn to honk by mistake.
“……What’s so funny?”
“No, pfft… it’s just funny. How long has it been since you became a woman? How could you have that much experience?”
“Ugh….”
“Unless you became a cock-crazy slut the moment you turned into a girl, it doesn't make sense.”
“I-it wasn't the moment I turned! This… this only started happening relatively recently….”
Wait, what was I saying? Was I basically admitting to being a cock-crazy slut?
“Recently? Wow, fuck. Were you like a monkey discovering masturbation for the first time? How crazy have you been living?”
“It’s not that much….”
“The hell it isn't. Your sexual tastes seem pretty ruined too, don't they? And don't give me that ‘what do you know’ crap. I know exactly what you’re like from what we did on the cruise ship.”
Was this guy always this well-spoken? Why was he being so logical? I tried to open my mouth to argue, but no rebuttal came to mind, so I just kept swallowing hard.
“And you know, it’s common courtesy for the person in the passenger seat to keep the driver awake by talking to them. Yawn.”
“Ugh… fine, fine. So what do you want me to do?”
“I don't know. Why don't you masturbate for a bit? I’ll ask you things I’m curious about while you do.”
……Was he serious?
When I stared at him with wide eyes, Kang Young-hoon calmly gripped the steering wheel, staring straight ahead, and nodded. Come to think of it, compared to what he had already done to me, masturbating was practically nothing.
“I said hurry up. What, you’re already wet.”
“Ngh… h-hyut… don’t touch my pussy without warning…♡!”
When I hesitated instead of masturbating immediately, Kang Young-hoon kept his left hand on the wheel and reached inside my skirt with his right, stroking my pussy and scratching my nipples. It felt strangely familiar, which made me angry. Just how many women had he tormented in this passenger seat?
“Ha-ah… n-ngh♡. I told you… h-huu…♡ not to scratch my nipples… like that…!”
“Does the formal speech just come out automatically when you’re horny? You’re a uselessly polite bitch.”
“W-wait…! If you put it in my pussy, ngh… ugh♡, it’s too thick…! I-I’ll do it…! I’ll masturbate…♡!!”
He even had the audacity to try and shove a finger inside while driving. It felt too good, and terrified that we might crash, I eventually closed my eyes tight and began to masturbate.
Squish, squelch…
The lewd sound of pussy juice filled the expensive car. Kang Young-hoon hummed and swayed his body as if the sound were some kind of ASMR specialized for keeping him awake. The more he did that, the more humiliated I felt.
“W-what if the seat gets ruined by my juices… is it really okay…?”
“Haha, you’re even worried about the car. I guess you really were a guy once. But do you think I’d care about a car like this getting a little messed up?”
“Look at you acting all tough….”
“It’s because I can buy another one with a single click. If you’re that worried, use this.”
Kang Young-hoon rummaged through the storage compartment in the car door and pulled something out.
“What is this…?”
“It’s a puppy pee pad. If you put that down, you won't have to worry about your love juice.”
“…….”
As I silently placed it under my hips and continued to masturbate while moaning, did something occur to him? Kang Young-hoon spoke to me.
“Now that I think about it, I forgot to ask. Why did you become a woman anyway?”
“You’re asking that now…?”
This was surprising in its own way. Of course, I had a general idea of Kang Young-hoon’s personality.
How should I put it? It was like he didn't care at all that I used to be a man. Either way, I had a pussy he could fuck right now—and a top-tier one at that—so his attitude was that it didn't matter.
“……There are reasons. Reasons related to superpowers.”
“Hmm. Is there a hero with gender-swapping powers or something? Did you go to them and beg to be turned into a girl?”
“Hey, do you want to die?! Why would I beg to be a girl?! I didn't want this, I was forced….”
“So it was forced. You should have given me more details when I asked earlier. Hmm, if it was forced, there might be a villain with that kind of power that I just don't remember.”
Was this another leading question? I was becoming increasingly certain that I couldn't win a verbal argument with this guy. Maybe it was because my intelligence was dropping from digging around in my own pussy.
“Ugh….”
But it didn't matter. Either way, Kang Young-hoon’s conclusion was wrong. He seemed unable to even imagine that simply gaining a superpower could turn someone into a woman.
There are cases where the body changes naturally upon gaining powers, like becoming a beastman or changing skin color. It’s just that my case—becoming a girl entirely—was the first of its kind. No matter how high-ranking a member of the Villain Association he was, he wouldn't have seen a case like this, so it made sense that he didn't know.
“Y-you asked one, so I can ask one too, right?”
“Sure. But you have to keep talking while you dig at your pussy.”
“That goes without saying! Who do you take me for? Masturbating while talking is… wait?”
Did I just say something weird? This wasn't a Common Sense Alteration Zone, and a hypnotist’s hypnosis wouldn't work on me, but being with this guy was making his lewd common sense rub off on me.
Squish, squelch…
“Anyway! You, Kang Young-hoon, why did you become a villain?”
“Me? Didn't I tell you before? I became a villain to fuck women. Specifically, female heroes.”
“That’s what’s weird. I mean, I get that you like seeing noble, haughty heroes fall into pleasure and become bitches who only know how good it feels.”
“Of course. It’s the drop that’s the best part. The drop where no matter how great a woman seems, the moment I shove my cock in, she falls and becomes a pathetic masochist.”
It was frustrating, but I felt like I understood his taste. In fact, if we really got down to it, Kang Young-hoon’s sexual preferences and mine overlapped quite a bit. I also loved the concept of "the drop."
The only difference was that while he enjoyed being the one who shoved his cock in to make a woman fall from her pedestal, I enjoyed playing the role of the woman who was defeated and fell from that height.
“That’s why I don't get it. Last time, you left after calling me a hero wannabe. I don't know what method you used, but you vanished in an instant.”
“Ah… that. Well, that’s a corporate secret, so I can't tell you. Let’s just say it’s a form of transportation only executives have.”
“I didn't expect you to tell me. What I’m curious about is this. I’m still just a hero wannabe, but now that you know my past, why are you personally taking me somewhere… ha-ah♡!”
Squelch!
As I reached a light climax, my hips bucking while I spoke, Kang Young-hoon looked at me with an incredulous expression.
“What was that at the end of your sentence?”
“I-I said everything I needed to. I just accidentally hit a sensitive spot, um.”
“Then keep tormenting that sensitive spot while you listen.”
“……Hngh♡.”
The navigation announced that we were nearing our destination, and Kang Young-hoon gradually slowed the car. As I followed his command, continuing to stimulate the G-spot I had just discovered and soaking my pussy, he finally spoke.
“In a way, you have that ‘drop’ too.”
“The drop…?”
“Yeah. You, who were popular enough to be elected class president and were good at your studies… are now panting and digging at your pussy in the passenger seat next to me. This is the drop I love.”
“B-but… h-haah♡. You said you liked it when a great woman falls, but I’m…….”
“It doesn't really matter what you were before you fell. You just have to be higher than you are now. From a promising young man to a masochistic bitch who goes crazy for cock… that’s a definite fall, isn't it?”
I had just come, but I felt like I was going to climax again. However, since it hadn't been long, I was missing that final, decisive push. Now that I’d heard him say that, I felt like I could come if I just had some decent jerk-off material in front of me.
As if reading my thoughts, Kang Young-hoon stepped on the brake and pulled over to the shoulder, looking me straight in the eye.
“Need some jerk-off material?”
“N-no! Nothing like that….”
My mouth lied, but my body was honest.
My nipples were hard on my bare chest, as Kang Young-hoon had pulled off my hoodie before we left. My raw pussy, exposed because I’d taken off my panties myself to make masturbating easier, was dripping wet and sticky.
To say I didn't need jerk-off material in this state was a blatant lie.
“Want me to show you my cock?”
“……What?”
“My cock should be more than enough material for you. You can come if I show it to you, right?”
“Well, I mean, that’s true, but…….”
Something was suspicious. There was no way Kang Young-hoon would show his national-treasure-tier, god-tier monster cock to a woman like me for free. He couldn't be that nice. He was definitely plotting something.
Sure enough, he pointed a finger at me and spoke.
“Crouch down on the pee pad, act like a puppy, and beg for my cock. Then I’ll show you.”
“……Huh?”
What was he talking about?
“I told you, I like the drop.”
“What does that have to do with this…!”
“How does it not? That class president who used to get good grades by giving logical presentations in a clear voice… I think it’ll be incredibly hot to see her acting cute and begging for cock in a baby voice in front of me.”
In that moment, memories of the past flooded back. Kang Young-hoon was probably picturing my old self in the seat next to him at the exact same time. Thinking that, I couldn't even bring myself to look at his face.
‘How embarrassing…!’
But the silence didn't last long.
“If you don't want to, then don't. I’m counting to three, and if you don't do it, it’s over.”
“…….”
Kang Young-hoon held up his index, middle, and ring fingers and began to count.
“Three.”
“U-uh, wait….”
“Two.”
“Y-you’re too fast…?!”
“One.”
“I don't care anymore…!!”
Squelch—
Having been faithfully digging at my pussy until that moment, I finally gave up and stood up from the seat. But standing up was just a preparatory move to crouch down.
As I crouched on the pee pad, a sticky thread of fluid stretched long from my pussy. Even though we were on the shoulder, the car was still running, and my body swayed with its vibrations. Fortunately, my incredible Magical Girl balance allowed me to stay upright.
“W-woof… give me your cocky…♡”
In that position, I forced an awkward smile and imitated a puppy. I felt my face burning bright red, but I couldn't stop now. If I did, it would all be for nothing.
“Gimme dat cocky-wocky♡! Min-jungie wants to see Young-hoonie’s cocky so bad… if you don't show me, I’ll be so sad-wads…♡!”
“Heh, pfft, hahah….”
“Woof! Woof, bark bark… grrr! Whimper, whine… p-please, use Young-hoonie’s cocky to make Min-jungie’s pussy go squish-squish…♡!”
Finally, won over by my aegyo, Kang Young-hoon undid his belt and pulled out his cock. In that moment, I felt a greater sense of accomplishment than when I’d taken down a major villain or cleared a Gate.
‘Why… why do our tastes have to match so perfectly….’
I had to admit it.
Kang Young-hoon’s words—that it would be incredibly hot to see the me who used to give logical presentations in a clear voice now acting cute and begging for cock in a baby voice two years later.
……Because I was actually feeling the exact same way.
‘I love being babied and acting like a total idiot for the shy, quiet guy who used to sit next to me in school♡’
Squelch! Squelch-squelch!
“H-ha-ah…♡!”
The moment I laid eyes on Kang Young-hoon’s monster cock as it sprang from his pants and caught its scent, I reached climax.
The fact that I squirted a far greater amount than when I’d been touching myself earlier was just a bonus.