81. My Buff is a Drug
81. My Buff is a Drug
'Nnngh.......'
She felt completely languid.
Park Yuri surfaced from sleep to a dull, throbbing ache below.
The moment she opened her eyes, what she saw was.......
"Hik!?"
Hye-yong's face, fast asleep.
She froze like that, spending about five seconds taking in the situation.
'Ah.......'
Assessment complete, Park Yuri let out a deep sigh.
Because in that brief span, everything that had happened yesterday came flooding back.
— Gak!
— Hu-eup!
— Keuht......!
Defeat, defeat, defeat!
Memories of being crushed again and again by the man she'd looked down on.
Shedding a piece of clothing with every loss, until finally she was pushed down and taken.
— Huuueuup!!
She'd suffered a humiliation beyond description.
On top of that, she'd had her first time stolen and been pumped full of his seed so many times she'd lost count.
'It was incredible—no. The hell am I thinking.'
For now, the humiliation of being forced still held a slight edge, and Park Yuri denied the pleasure she'd felt that night.
Not wanting to spend another second with this man, she began gathering her clothes and pulling them on.
At the sound, Hye-yong stirred and sat up groggily.
"Going?"
"There's no reason to stay with you any longer. Like we promised, I'll forget about this, so you forget it too!"
Still, she's being cool about acknowledging it here.
Already starting to find Park Yuri endearing after just one night together, Hye-yong smiled and agreed.
"Of course. But still, Yuri—if you find you can't forget tonight, come find me again. I'll take care of you."
"Pff, seriously."
Park Yuri scoffed.
"How sleazy. You actually think that's gonna happen? A playboy who fucks around like it's nothing! I don't ever want to see a loser like you again!!"
"Oh...... that's a little hurtful."
"Like I care!"
With that, she stormed out, leaving Hye-yong alone in the hotel.
'Park Yuri, that was fucking incredible.'
It may have been a horrific experience for Park Yuri, but for Hye-yong, it remained a day of utterly blissful memory.
Hye-yong also slipped out of bed, got dressed, and prepared to leave.
-
July 6 (Sun) 1:31 PM
Inside the Otherworld
In his free time on weekends, he almost always ran raids with Lanfang.
"You did well, Lanfang!"
"Ehehe. It's thanks to your buffs getting even better, Master......!!"
With his other friends, he carefully limited and revealed the growth of his buffs, but with Lanfang it was different.
Just as she showed him everything she had, Hye-yong was showing her the full extent of what he could do.
"Part of it is you training so hard every day. My pretty puppy."
Pat, pat!
"I, I work hard every day! Please pet me more. A little more, a little more......."
Effort was painful and slow.
A process of piling up agony to cultivate fruit.
While piling up the agony, it even felt like time stood still.
If you pour in 100 effort, you should gain 100. But what if you lack talent, or the conditions aren't right and you don't even gain 10?
Who would want to keep putting in the effort?
That's why Lanfang never put in the effort before.
Because left all alone, she didn't have the will to endure the agony required to bear fruit that was small and bitter at best.
She knew it was far better to just eat, even if the growing fruit was small and bitter—but her body simply wouldn't move.
However, thanks to Hye-yong's growth buff, Lanfang could now grasp fruits far greater than her effort would warrant.
Because she could visibly watch her skills improve noticeably from just a little effort, even the process of piling up agony felt enjoyable.
She'd also found a clear goal.
— But Master...... what happened with that thing back then?
— Don't worry. I won. That bastard won't bother you anymore.
'Master protected me! I have to get stronger so I can protect Master too......!!'
She didn't say it aloud, but Lanfang reflected on how she'd failed to hold her ground properly and ended up getting hurt during the last decisive battle with the Virus.
If she'd worked harder, that wouldn't have happened.
If she were stronger, she could have been of real help.
"Are you training again today?"
"Yes! I don't want to miss a single day!"
"Even so, don't overdo it. I'll keep the buff up only until nine o'clock."
"Lanfang always listens to Master well...!"
She planned to train until she was exhausted today, too.
-
July 7 (Sun) 8:31 PM
Inside Park Yuri's room
'This feels awful.'
Because the events of that night wouldn't easily fade from memory, Park Yuri was in a foul mood.
How could she just forget after being subjected to something like that?
Was it simply because she'd been dirtied?
That wasn't it.
In fact, she was someone whose views on sex were, you could say, a bit loose.
She didn't necessarily assume she'd jump into a relationship with a guy right away, but if there was a girl she liked, imagining what she'd be like in bed was an everyday thing.
The real reason for Yuri's foul mood was the thorough defeat and humiliation.
Getting hit, knocked down, stripping herself, and then being touched without being able to put up any proper resistance.......
Strangely, she hadn't been able to resist.
Especially after feeling that sensation of being touched by that man.
It was truly the first time in her life she'd felt anything like it.
Getting touched by a girl was obviously supposed to be softer, kinder, and feel better.
So why—from a mere man, while she was being forced—such pleasure.
'No, what am I thinking.'
Park Yuri forcibly cut off her thoughts.
'I want to forget by just doing something lewd without thinking.......'
Park Yuri didn't actually enjoy having physical relationships all that much.
With girls she clicked with, at most about once a week.
But today her heart felt strangely hollow.
She wanted to blow this unpleasant feeling away, fast.
So she decided to contact a friend she'd spent a few nights with before.
[ Park Yuri : Can you meet today? I'm lonely. ]
I wonder if she'll agree to meet.
It'd be nice if she replied fast.
[ Han Jina : Seeing you message so suddenly, Yuri-ssi, you must be pretty lonely? In that case, I should keep you company. ]
Thankfully, she said she'd meet.
Park Yuri felt her hollow heart fill up, just slightly.
"I heard this movie is fun."
"Then let's watch this one."
They met like that, watched a movie together, and naturally ended up heading into a hotel.
The moment she stepped inside, Park Yuri guided Han Jina to the bed.
"Eh, but I haven't showered yet."
"I don't mind."
"If you're fine with it, Yuri...... I don't mind either."
This was their fifth time meeting.
Neither was a complete lesbian, but both felt that having relations with other women was more comfortable.
So, with a vibe closer to sex partners, they met whenever one of them wanted it.
The one usually leading was Park Yuri, and the receiver was Han Jina.
"Nn, Yuri...... your touch feels a bit rough today."
"I-it does?"
Park Yuri, who'd been caressing Han Jina, flinched for a moment.
Yesterday, even when she'd been subjected to much rougher treatment, it had seemed to feel good.
'No. No way.'
Hadn't she always done it like this?
Today, bad thoughts kept surfacing, so it seemed she'd unconsciously used too much force.
"Yeah, ahh. That way is nice......."
When she stroked gently with a slightly slower tempo, Han Jina savored it languidly and let out a small moan.
"I'll touch you too. Here, let's feel good together."
In a light, embracing posture, they caressed each other's erogenous zones.
Han Jina's touch was soft, full of consideration, and it felt good.
But inside her head, the thought that something was lacking wouldn't go away.
'No, this is how we always did it. What am I hoping for?'
When she focused on the sensation of being touched, it seemed okay for the moment.
"Mmm, hmm......."
Like that, the caresses continued as if slowly sharing intimacy.
"Hut, hu-up......!!"
Feeling Park Yuri's touch, Han Jina trembled into climax.
"Haa, hwaa."
"Did you come already?"
"Your touches felt kind of intense today. Were you that lonely?"
Being lonely was just something she'd said to call her out, but.......
With her saying it repeatedly, she somehow really did start to feel lonely.
She was clearly meeting a like-minded girl and spending the night together, so why did this emptiness linger?
'Still, if I bring that out, it'll probably be better.'
Park Yuri fetched something she'd carefully hidden in her eco bag and showed it to Han Jina.
A masturbation tool modeled after male genitals—a dildo.
It was a double-headed dildo, with ends on both sides.
The size was decent and it felt quite good, so it was a favorite item of hers.
"Brought this along again today~."
"Ehe, it's gonna be really intense again this time, huh."
With eyes full of anticipation, Park Yuri climbed on top of Han Jina.
"Alright, going in."
First, she placed one end inside Han Jina.
'With this, I'll get completely blissed out and forget.......'
Squish!
She slowly pushed it into her own hole as well, having not yet reached climax.
"Ah-heut! This thing, I say this every time, but it's amazing......!!"
Wearing an expression of slight overwhelm, Han Jina accepted the weight of Park Yuri felt through the connected toy.
Even so, there was clearly pleasure dwelling on that face.
'Uh...... what?'
But for Park Yuri, only a bewildered expression surfaced.
'This thing... was it always this small.'
It felt like it used to give a sensation of fullness, but now it felt hollow.
'It's not even hard, and there's no throbbing or twitching sensation either.'
Unconsciously, Park Yuri was already comparing the dildo to Hye-yong's member.
It was impossible not to compare.
Even if they'd only spent one night together, it had been inside her for nearly several hours.
You could even joke that the shape of her insides had changed to match Hye-yong's member.
Because she'd come to have sex not even a day later, the contrast felt even more severe.
Her senses, grown dull from prolonged exposure to overwhelming stimulus, needed time to recover—but she'd come straight to mix bodies, wanting to forget everything.
'Once it starts moving, it'll be different.......'
And so, the leisurely sex they usually had began.
"Ah-heung, ah-hat, hwa-ah!"
Every time the dildo slid back and forth inside her vagina, Han Jina let out relatively intense moans and felt it.
But to Park Yuri, the sensation only felt like, 'Is it really enough to make you feel that much?'
Right now, Park Yuri had no Sensitivity Amplification buff or anything else.
This dildo wasn't even a hard material, and its size and girth were pathetic compared to Hye-yong's.
For her, having just endured such an intense night, it was only natural that this level of stimulation left her unmoved.
Park Yuri was now in a laughable situation—feeling emptiness while engaging in a sexual act.
'Not enough stimulation.......'
Unable to be satisfied by the sensation of insertion alone, Park Yuri began caressing her own clitoris.
But compared to what she'd felt yesterday, it was pathetic.
'Wh-why. When that bastard touched me, it felt so good!'
It was bewildering.
A soft and kind touch was naturally supposed to feel better than rough, crude, and just violent hand movements.
At least, that's how it worked in Park Yuri's head.
'A, a little more intensely.......'
Like a man pouncing on a woman, Park Yuri pressed herself closer to Han Jina.
The dildo sank in just a bit deeper.
As she grabbed the middle of the dildo and picked up the pace of her hips, something resembling pleasure finally seemed to surface.
"Hwa-at, hwa-ang, ha-ang, Yu-Yuri, a little gentler......."
"Huh? Ah, uh, u-uhng!"
Just when it started to feel a little good, Han Jina complained it was too intense.
They'd thought they felt things similarly and had compatible preferences, so what was going on?
In the end, Yuri slowed her movements again.
Even though it felt lacking, this was clearly the right way.
Originally, she'd felt it perfectly fine like this.
'This is strange. Th-that damn bastard must have done something to me for sure!'
The absence of the Sensitivity Amplification buff was far too great to forget in just a few hours.
If more time had passed, perhaps her body could have adapted to the lack of stimulation and forgotten—but Park Yuri was already feeling a massive emptiness.
Furthermore, Hye-yong, using his Caress Proficiency buff, had thoroughly and persistently tormented only the spots that felt the best, alternating between them.
The Sword Proficiency stat didn't just make one handle a sword better—it also increased things like the amount of mana infused into the weapon known as a sword, and the power of its swings.
Caress Proficiency worked the same way: it allowed one to deliver far greater pleasure than simply picking out and caressing erogenous zones in the normal fashion.
An intense caress in that state, roughly rubbing and brushing against the most sensitive spots.
On top of that, he'd stopped right before she reached climax over and over, made her desperate, and then given her a massive orgasm.
After going through that for a whole day, it was no wonder she couldn't be satisfied by the bland, connection-focused sex she usually had.
'Ah...... I think it's starting to, feel good.......'
Amusingly, when she thought about what she'd done with Hye-yong the night before, her sensitivity seemed to tick up a little more.
If she kept this up, climax wouldn't be far off.
"Ah-heu, Yuri-ah...... I think I'm gonna come, ah-ng, ah-uuu......."
What? You're coming already?
I'm not, I'm not there yet.......
"Huuuueup!"
After a few quick movements, Han Jina came on her own accord.
"Haa, that felt so good......."
"Y-yeah, me too."
She answered reluctantly, and then they drifted off to sleep like that.
Left in an ambiguously heated state, Park Yuri returned to her own dorm the next morning and immediately began a session of intense masturbation.
"Eu-heuk, eu-heut, ha-aahhh!!"
She stuck the suction-cup dildo she'd bought online onto a chair, hugged the backrest, and bucked her hips as if pounding in a mortar.
Even thrusting wildly like that, even rubbing her erogenous zones roughly with her fingers, she couldn't replicate the feeling from back then.
'Not enough.'
A masturbation tool she'd never once thought of as small felt incredibly tiny today.
'I want to come refreshingly. Like back then, like, back then......!!'
Cruelly, it seemed she felt a bit better when she thought about being touched by Hye-yong.
By the time she sensed climax finally approaching, she was straight-up imagining being personally touched by him—pinned down beneath him, getting fucked.
"Huuuup......!!"
Park Yuri, having shaken her hips violently like some man-starved middle-aged woman to force herself to climax, felt a massive wave of self-loathing in that instant.
'I, definitely, imagined it...... what I did with, that bastard.......'
She managed to come, barely, but it hadn't felt even nearly as good as that time.
Park Yuri, her face flushed red, silently gasped for breath.