Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Titjob Filming (1)
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"…Hey, have you checked the reactions to the video we uploaded?"
After finishing cleaning my cock spotless, Ye-jin asked while reapplying her lipstick in the hand mirror. I scratched my head awkwardly and shook my head.
"No… I haven't checked yet."
"Ugh, do you even want to make money or not? You have to check it regularly, no matter how annoying it is—keep an eye on the comments and subscriber count.
Here, I'll summarize it for you today, but from next time, you check it yourself, got it?"
With that, Ye-jin opened the app, puffed out her chest proudly, and showed me a red graph.
"…See? This is our channel's subscriber count. We've already got 27 subscribers? That's 18 more than yesterday."
"Oh… Is that a lot?"
I peered at her phone screen in wonder and asked. Ye-jin shrugged and replied.
"Of course it's not. You can't even register a 'payout account' until you hit 1,000 subscribers. Until then, even if you upload a million videos, you won't make a dime."
"Eek… That's brutal. So our goal for now is to hit 1,000?"
"Sure, but even with 1,000 subscribers, turning a profit isn't easy. The number of views in the first 24 hours after uploading directly ties to revenue. And that's usually around 10% of your subscriber base.
In other words, with 1,000 subscribers, your actual steady viewers are about 100. That means you'd only make 2,000 to 3,000 won per video—not worth the effort.
Real meaningful revenue starts kicking in around 10,000 subscribers. Even scaling proportionally, that's 20,000 to 30,000 won per video. Assuming one upload a day, you could stably pull in 600,000 to 900,000 won a month. Plus, at that level, non-subscribers start watching too, so you could easily exceed a million.
If you hit 100,000 subscribers or more, you could rake in over 10 million won a month. Of course, that's a distant dream for us right now."
"Ehh… It's complicated. Anyway, we definitely need way more than this…"
"Well, it's only been two days since we uploaded our first video, and we're not from Japan or the English-speaking world. No point rushing it. Better to focus on the growth trend for now.
Look, we gained 12 more than yesterday already? If this momentum holds, we could hit 1,000 in two weeks. To make it happen, we gotta keep grinding—two videos a day. For a small fry channel like ours, algorithm exposure is everything."
As she spoke, Ye-jin rolled her neck side to side, loosening up like she was prepping for a shoot.
I mimicked her, then asked a bit uneasily.
"Uh… so, what's today's concept?"
Ye-jin suddenly whipped around, eyes wide. I blinked in confusion, wondering if I'd said something wrong.
"Why are you staring like that? You're scaring me…"
"…I was just about to bring that up. You haven't seen the comments yet, right?"
"Yeah…? Why? What do they say?"
I asked with a puzzled look. Ye-jin shot me a dirty glance, then shoved the comments screen in my face.
"See for yourself."
"…What the? What's this…"
Unlike our first video, which had just one comment, this one had six.
Mostly English, one in Japanese. But the auto-translations all said pretty much the same thing.
'Dude's cock is fucking huge, insane'
'Monster cock, subbed'
'Is this the mystery of the East? Cock god'
'AI? Guy's dick is massive af'
'Wanna suck that cock once'
'Does it even fit in his gf's hole?'
Typical porn site comments—straight-up vulgar sexual harassment.
But the problem was, every single one was praising my cock.
My face flushed as I scratched my head and mumbled sheepishly.
"…Heh, this is embarrassing… But it's not bad, right? Some subscribed because of my size…"
"That's the problem! How is there not a single mention of me? You barely even show your face! I did almost all the talking! Two hours of makeup and primping, wasted!"
Ye-jin snapped, fuming. I flinched and muttered.
"Ah… no, why get mad… At least people noticed something. Better than total silence…"
"…Grr… The fact that you're not wrong just hurts more… Damn it…"
Ye-jin crossed her arms, grumbling in frustration. I hemmed and hawed, then cautiously asked.
"S-So, what does this have to do with today's concept?"
She whipped back toward me with a sinister grin.
"…That's why today's concept is titjob. If I bury that prized cock of yours under my pretty tits so it can't be seen, maybe they'll finally pay attention to me today."
"Uh… Think that'll work…?"
"In the meantime, lie down and get your pants off while I lube up my chest. Get the camera ready."
"Got it."
Not wanting to upset her further, I obediently did as told.
Ye-jin irritably stripped off her top, then unhooked the same bra from yesterday, baring her D-cup breasts.
I swallowed hard, watching them jiggle right in front of me, thinking.
'…She used to freak out calling me a perv just for sneaking peeks on day one… Now she's totally used to showing them to me… Feels like we're newlyweds or something, kinda hot…'
Ye-jin ignored my staring, pulled some oil-based gel from her handbag, and slathered it generously over her breasts.
Her already pale skin gleamed like it was polished, looking insanely erotic.
Once her tits were thoroughly coated, she smirked lewdly and approached me.
She pressed them together with her hands, forming a deep cleavage, and whispered huskily.
"…Ready to get swallowed up by my tits? Here it comes… schluurp…"
"Ngh… Oh… Ooh… Amazing…"
My cock slid slickly into her oil-smeared cleavage, sending an indescribable pleasure surging through my entire body.
It was a totally different sensation from a handjob—far softer, cooler, silkier. Like I was truly feeling a 'woman's body' in a concrete way.
Squeeeze… slide… slide…
"Ah…!"
"…Huh?"
But just as I was shivering in ecstasy from my cock gliding between her tits, something unexpected happened.
My cock didn't fully bury itself—it thrust right through, poking out the top by a good 6 or 7 cm.
Not just the tip, either. It looked less like it was swallowed and more like it was skewering her chest.
Ye-jin's perfect vision crumbled. She huffed in annoyance.
"…Hey! How do we fix this? Why's it so damn big…! Now my tits look tiny!"
"S-Sorry…"
I apologized, shrinking back, but no solutions came to mind.
Truth be told, Ye-jin's D-cups weren't small at all. Among Korean women, they were top 5% territory. Especially considering her petite frame, they were practically miraculous.
The issue was my cock ranking in the global top 0.1%. No wonder the comments fixated on it.
Compared to that monster, her tits looked average. And with it spearing straight through like a kebab, the size difference was glaring.
Ye-jin's face reddened as she fumed, then—in a bid to vent—she chomped down on my glans with her teeth.
"Gah! That hurts! What the hell?!"
"Hmph, quit whining… Tch, no helping it. Signal when you're recording."
Ye-jin muttered primly, tossing her hair back.
She closed her eyes, focusing for a moment. When she opened them again, she was back in that sultry expression from last time.
Her cheeks flushed pink, she smiled sweetly and whispered dirtily.
"…Welcome back, sir~ You must like our massage parlor, huh? Yes? A titjob this time? Hehe, as you wish. By the way, your cock is so big… Makes me wanna bite it…"
"Ah… Ah… Ooh… Ngh…"
Ye-jin pursed her cute lips and planted affectionate kisses on my glans—mwah mwah.
At the same time, she squeezed her tits together hard, rubbing and kneading my shaft. It felt just like stirring inside a sticky pussy—pure bliss.