What Can I Do When My Womb Devours It All on Its Own, You Premature Little Shit!
"What am I supposed to do about my womb gobbling it all up on its own, you premature little shit!"
[Seojun's POV]
*Sizzle—.*
The egg mixture turned a sunny yellow on the frying pan. He gently rolled up the edges with a wooden spatula. Rolled omelet, just how his sister liked it.
*Squish. Splurt.*
A sticky wet sound came from behind him. From the direction of the dining table.
As he plated the omelet, he glanced over. Seo-ah sat on a chair at the table, wearing his pajama pants, her legs twisted tightly together.
Every time her thighs rubbed together. Every time her ass ground against the edge of the chair.
*Slosh. Squiiiish.*
Lewd wet noises echoed.
What did he expect? He'd just dumped a huge load deep inside her womb.
"......"
He turned his head away, pretending not to notice. He picked up the plate and walked to the table.
*Clink.*
"You wash up?"
He set the plate down casually. Seo-ah's shoulders jerked in surprise.
"Y-yeah. I did."
Her eyes feigned nonchalance, but she kept squirming her hips.
"Hey."
"What."
"I told you not to drown it in ketchup."
His nagging tone ticked away.
"It's low-sugar ketchup. I won't gain weight."
"Still got sodium in it."
"Just eat what I give you."
Ordinary sibling banter at the breakfast table.
But.
*Gurgle. Splurt.*
Every time Seo-ah lifted her spoon.
'Hng...!' She bit her lip hard and twisted her waist. Her insides sloshed with his cum every time, making her pussy clench visibly. She was obviously holding back.
He stood up silently, grabbed a fresh pack of wet wipes from the cabinet, pulled out a couple, and set them quietly beside her.
"...W-what's this all of a sudden."
Her eyes wavered.
"Wipe if it leaks."
"...?"
"It'll hurt if it gets irritated."
"...But why'd you get a new pack? We have some already."
"Gotta use baby wipes. Your skin's sensitive enough as it is."
Seo-ah's ears flushed beet red.
"W-who said it's leaking! It's not! Not a single drop's coming out!"
She yelled indignantly. But her legs stayed clamped tight under the table, desperately trying to plug her hole.
"I can see your pussy twitching every time you use your chopsticks, so block it up yourself."
"Hey, Yoon Seojun! You little... Eating here and talking filthy...!"
Tears welled in her eyes as she spat curses. He chuckled and scooped his own rice.
So damn cute. His sister.
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[Seo-ah's POV]
A moment later.
She stood before the mirror. Neat semi-office attire. Silver hair combed straight back. Professor Yoon Seo-ah, same as always.
Thank goodness.
The curse from the magic tool lay dormant.
Between her legs. Inside her cotton panties.
*Squiiiish. Slosh.*
Every step she took, Seojun's cum pooled inside sloshed against her inner walls. The sticky warmth caressed her mucosa, like Seojun himself soothing her from within.
'Hnng...!'
Her swollen entrance twitched each time. It wasn't the curse's heat. Just a normal woman's arousal from love for her brother.
She clenched her lower body tight, terrified any might leak out. Just like when they'd fucked.
"Ah..."
*Huff—!*
Her cheeks burned at the mere thought.
"Sis, let's go. I have morning classes too."
Seojun grabbed the car keys and headed to the door first.
"O-okay. Coming."
She followed carefully, keeping tension in her ass.
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[Seojun's POV]
On the way to the academy.
He drove, Seo-ah in the passenger seat. Twenty minutes by car.
Normally just chit-chat or radio. But today felt different.
"Haa... Hnng..."
Seo-ah panted raggedly, staring out the window. Beads of cold sweat dotted her face.
The problem was the ride. *Bump.* The car hit a speed bump.
"Ah, eek...!"
She clenched her fists. Her back arched like a bow, hips bucking. Her pale legs trembled.
The vibrations rocked her womb. Temporary measures couldn't fully suppress the curse.
"Sis. You okay?"
"F-fine... Focus on driving, hng!"
Downhill now. Acceleration pressed gravity into her lower belly.
*Squish! Splurt. Slooosh...*
Her pelvis twisted on the seat. Her swollen hole. His thick traces mixing inside.
"Haaang, ah, ughnng...!"
A fragile moan escaped. She shook her head wildly.
"Hey, Yoon Seojun! Y-you, drive slower, haa! I said gentlyyy...!"
"I'm going as slow as I can. How much slower here?"
He bristled innocently, but she wasn't listening.
"Driving me crazy... Your cum inside my pussy, hng... Keeps sloshing...!"
Her face flushed crimson as she moaned vulgarly.
"Every bump, aaah...! Rubs my womb... Gonna cum again, ah, uwaaaah—!"
Another speed bump ahead. *Thud!*
The car jolted hard. Her body bounced off the seat and slammed back down.
"Kyaaaaah—!"
*Spluuurt!*
Her eyes rolled back white.
"No, it's leaking, coming out, haauuuk...!"
Finally surrendering to instinct. She spread her legs wide in the passenger seat and shoved a hand between them.
*Squish—.* *Squiiiish!*
She mashed her pussy frantically. Desperate to stem the gushing cum. Her fingers dug harshly into her folds as she gasped.
"Haa... Hoo... Hngh..."
Ragged breaths. Her chest heaved wildly. Sweat-matted bangs stuck to her forehead.
A quick sidelong glance. She peeked out the window, sniffling, terrified someone might see.
*Tsk.*
He clicked his tongue silently. Pitiful. Heartbreaking.
*Rumble.* He pulled over to the shoulder.
"Seojun-ah... Why all of a sudden..."
She stared at him with a dazed expression.
He angled the AC toward her face and cranked it up. Fumbled in the back for the knee blanket.
"Cover up."
He draped it over her lower half.
"...!"
Her surprised eyes met his. He stared straight ahead, adding indifferently,
"Leather seats anyway. Won't show if it stains. Don't hold back—just let it flow easy."
"...Seojun-ah."
Her voice grew misty. She clutched the blanket and bowed her head. Under it, her slender limbs trembled.
His casual kindness eased her shame. She sighed in relief beneath the thin fabric.
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[Seojun's POV]
Parking lot.
Seo-ah stepped out.
"...Thanks."
Calm professor's voice. The sobbing slut from moments ago was gone. She'd fixed her makeup during the stop, back to professor mode.
She shouldered her bag and walked with clicking heels.
"Professor! Good morning!"
"Yes. Fine morning, students."
A few passing students bowed. She nodded gracefully. Silver hair swaying neatly.
But no one knew.
*Squiiiish. Splurt. Slosh.*
Beneath that prim skirt. His cum trickling stickily down.
He swallowed a chuckle.
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Elevator lobby. Packed elevator.
Seo-ah elegantly ushered students in first. Now just her and him.
She'd stood at a distance, but sidled closer with tiny steps.
*Rustle.* Her shoulder brushed his arm.
A quick glance. No one around. Her whisper tickled his ear.
"Hey."
"...What."
"Your morning class ends at noon, right? Afternoon free?"
"Yeah."
Her lips barely moved, eyes forward.
"Come straight to my lab after. Lock the door and wait."
"What now. Effect wearing off already?"
"......Yeah."
She sighed in defeat.
"Absorbs faster than I thought. Feels like my belly's already empty."
"Wasteful. Why suck it all up? Leave some."
"What can I do when my womb devours it on its own, you premature little shit!"
She hissed curses, afraid students might hear.
"Anyway."
She pinched his arm hard with her fingers. Horny bitch's sticky voice.
"Later, gotta refill my pussy with your cum once more."
"......"
"Be good and wait. Got it, little bro?"
*Ding—.*
Elevator doors opened. Her face flipped innocent instantly.
"I'll go first. Study hard in class?"
She flashed a brazen smile and hopped in.
"Ha..."
He rubbed his face dry and looked up at the ceiling.
His groin already ached. Better grab an energy drink. He'd need the stamina.
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[Seojun's POV]
2 PM. Lecture hall.
Morning's third-period Magic Theory Overview. Taught by.
"So when understanding this equation, exclude environmental perturbations..."
His sister, Yoon Seo-ah.
Composed expression. Seamless lecture.
Holding up well.
Worth stuffing her full this morning. She'd last the afternoon at this rate.
Especially. *Tap.* Her chalk-holding hand began to tremble faintly against the board.
'...Huh?'
Her voice cracked oddly.
"Th-this part... Haa...!"
Suddenly she flinched, swallowing a sharp gasp. Her legs twisted together. She leaned her hip against the podium edge, desperately grinding her lower body.
Crisis.
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[Seo-ah's POV]
'No...!'
Cold sweat trickled down her spine. Veins bulged in her chalk-grip hand.
Below her navel. Deep in her womb.
The heavy fullness that had warmed her so nicely.
Vanishing way too fast.
'I ate it all...!'
Was her pussy that starved? Or addicted to her brother's cum on first taste?
She'd sucked up every trace of Seojun in less than half a day.
'Damn...'
Before she could inwardly scold her demonic womb.
The suppressed curse from the magic tool bared its fangs.
*Zing—!*
"Ughk...!"
Goosebumps prickled from toes to scalp.
Sensations warped.
*Brush.* Her blouse collar grazed her nape.
Even that shot electric pleasure up her spine.
"Haa..."
Her vision whited out. Inside burned hot.
*Slosh. Squiiiish.*
Her entrance, peaceful with cum moments ago.
The mucosa clenched roughly. Her empty womb thrashed like a starving beast.
'They'll hear...!'
The sloshing so loud she worried it'd carry to the students.
"Professor. I have a question."
A front-row guy shot his hand up.
"A-ah... Yes, student. Hnng."
A needy nasal whine slipped out. She bit her lip hard.
"The graph on page 14. At this knee in the graph..."
His calm question. Even that voice turned to pleasure in her ears.
Her ears burned.
*Pop.* Inside her bra. Nipples stiffened rigid. Hard tips rubbed the lining.
'Driving me insane, for real...!'
Legs quaking, she ducked behind the podium. Reached back to grip her ass over her skirt. Desperately fighting the surging heat.
*Splurt... Spluuush...!*
'Nooo...!'
But uncontrollable. Her empty mound frothed on its own.
Imagining her brother's cock that wasn't there, her pussy chomped at empty air. Hips bucked wildly, thrusting at nothing.