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When it came to dieting, the most important factor was the meal plan. Simply by controlling what you ate, the weight naturally came off.
But what I wanted wasn't just weight loss. I wanted to reshape my physique. I wanted to transform this bulky body that stood out to everyone.
What I needed for that was exercise. You had to exercise to shed real fat. It wasn't about simple weight loss—I had to burn body fat.
My body was currently in a transitional phase. If I ate, I gained weight; if I didn't, I lost it just as fast. My weight fluctuated by more than 1kg a day. It was a case where the beginner growth spurt common to people starting exercise overlapped with the rapid results you get when dieting from an obese state.
I tied my sneakers and muttered like a sigh.
"Getting out of the house is the hardest part, I swear."
Even more than exercising itself, the hardest thing was leaving the house to exercise. Once I was outside, I'd manage to do something, but the act of going out itself was what I hated.
And so every morning, I was always at war with myself. Except for during the freshman orientation events, I had been on a winning streak so far.
There was someone who helped with this.
"Cheol-jin!"
That person was right here.
The one who was always out before me, waiting to greet me.
"Seora noona, you made it out early again today."
"I just got out here too."
An Seo-ra was the person who'd given me water the first time I came out to exercise. At the time I was so flustered I couldn't say anything, but we kept running into each other at the same hour and eventually exchanged names.
"Shall we run?"
"Yeah."
Seora noona was three years older than me. And she was a fourth-year senior at Cheonggwang University, where I was enrolling. Even though we were in different departments, maybe because she was an alumna sunbae, she felt a bit more comfortable to be around than before.
"Sseup, hoo. Sseup, hoo."
Seora noona's major was Sports Science, and sure enough, as you'd expect from a sports student, she had extensive knowledge about exercise. Thanks to her, I was learning systematic methods for running and dieting overall.
There were techniques in simply running that I hadn't known. After Seora noona taught me how to run properly, my endurance increased and my breathing became easier.
Except, knowing the technique didn't make it easy to match Seora noona's pace.
"Hoo. Shall we call it here for today?"
"Heuk, he-e-uk......."
Even now I was panting with breath filling right up to my chin, but Seora noona was perfectly fine. Her breathing had gotten a bit rough, but she never ended up looking as disgraceful as I did.
While I stood there wheezing for a while, Seora noona patted my back.
"Breathe slowly. If you breathe like that your breathing won't recover quickly. There, that's it. Good job."
"Euh, noona, your stamina is seriously good."
"For me, it's been 8 years this year."
"Ooh wah. 8 years......."
"For someone who hasn't been at it long, your stamina is actually on the good side. Actually, no. Considering your current weight, you might have a natural gift?"
Was I? Seora noona was my only comparison so I couldn't really feel it. But if I thought about it a little differently, it actually seemed right.
'If you factor in spending 5 years holed up in a room corner, well.'
Maybe I really was on the good side. Come to think of it, until I was 14 I'd even had soccer and track team coaches ask if I wanted to train.
"Then, get home safely."
"You too, noona."
"If we run into each other on campus, say hi, okay? Ignore me and I'll get mad!"
"Haha. Right back at you, noona—no ignoring me either."
Talking with Seora noona had gotten pretty comfortable too. Should I say that the overly cautious attitude where I constantly walked on eggshells from before had faded a little?
This change was probably thanks to Areum, not Seora noona. What Areum had said to me that day had really hit home.
'Don't put yourself down.'
You must not put yourself down. Humility and self-deprecation were different things. Undermining myself even before anyone around me said anything was a bad habit of mine.
It might be too much to transform overnight like I'd become a different person, but I decided to keep those words in mind. Because I refused to live my whole life consumed by trauma.
*
Three days had already passed since my first experience with Areum.
"Ah, I want to have sex."
When I didn't know what it was like, I just jerked off with an onahole, but after knowing, my desire had grown more pronounced. Maybe because of that, whenever I used an onahole the post-nut clarity hit harder than before.
But I wasn't the only one who wanted to have sex.
- Ah! Sex! I! Want! Sex!
A message came from Pi Ah-reum.
For three days straight.
- Kkangcheolie~, come over to my house and pound me~. I'm waiting after a shower.
That was Pi Ah-reum saying that and sending a photo. It was a photo of her in pajamas, but the top was unbuttoned about two or three, fully exposing her cleavage.
Twitch, I reacted right away. My cock had always had a habit of reacting out of nowhere, but after tasting a pussy once, I couldn't control it.
In my heart I wanted to pounce on Pi Ah-reum right this instant, but.
- Do you even hear yourself... Didn't you say your mom's a full-time housewife?
- I KNOW! Seriously, why doesn't my mom work? What era is this, both parents should be working, what's she doing just doing housework at home!
There wasn't a filial daughter like this. If only she weren't a fire-attribute.
- But didn't you say she's incredibly devoted to the housework instead?
Pi Ah-reum's mother was a full-time housewife but apparently did the housework like a professional. Cleaning the whole house without missing a day, waking at dawn to pack her husband's lunch, and in her spare time, even studying separately to manage investments.
- Yeah she doooes! But still I want sex! SEX!
Watching a girl cry out for sex like this felt incredibly surreal. What even was this concept of 'woman' I'd held onto until now? Thanks to Areum, my fantasies about the female creature had been shattered.
Of course, that wasn't a bad thing. If anything, this was her charm, wasn't it? Areum was honest about her feelings and had zero pretenses, which made talking with her extremely comfortable. Even if it was a bit much sometimes.
I replied with a wistful heart.
- That's why you should've given your parents a phone call. Then you wouldn't have ended up grounded.
The day we had our first experience.
The day of the freshman orientation, that is.
That day, Pi Ah-reum had apparently turned her phone off entirely. Leaving only a single KakaoTalk message saying she'd be sleeping over at a friend's house.
Areum's family was strict. Even if she'd made a deal trading admission to a prestigious university for freedom, how could her parents change overnight.
She'd dropped just one message and stayed out all night, and on top of that, she came home late the next afternoon without even contacting them in the morning, so their worry must have been no small matter.
And so Areum had been grounded until the first day of classes. Because of that, we hadn't been able to meet up again even though we now knew the pleasure of sex.
- Kkangcheol, you dummy! If I hadn't turned my phone off back then we couldn't have done it in the first place!
- I admit I'm a dummy. I apologize.......
- If you're sorry, cock.
- ?
What on earth did that mean. The conversation flow got strange whenever I talked to this girl.
- If you're sorry, cock!
- Okay, what about my cock, what do you want me to do?
- Take a picture and send it to me.
- Are you crazy?
- No, wait. Take a video of you jerking off and send it to me.
- You crazy bitch.
I was starting to get confused whether I was really talking to a girl. Honest and no pretenses should have limits!
I sighed and pushed my phone to the side of the desk.
Woong, woo-oong!
The vibration rang in rapid succession.
Having no choice, I checked.
- (A photo with pajama buttons undone, chest fully exposed)
- (A photo with pajama bottoms and panties pulled down to the knees)
- (A video of her fondling her chest and moving a hand inside her pants - 10 seconds)
Th-this maniac? A girl, not even knowing how dangerous this was, how could she send such embarrassing photos and videos! What if I got malicious and spread them or blackmailed her!
- Gt it.
I immediately whipped out my cock and dashed for the bathroom. Already fully erect.
Probably better without an onahole, right? For jerk-off material, Areum would probably prefer my bare cock rather than one inside an onahole anyway.
So I was filming myself in video mode, jerking off my cock.
Woong, woong!
The screen switched with the vibration. Areum was contacting me. But this wasn't a regular call; it was a video call.
- Euh-eung, ah. It doesn't really feel good doing it alone.
Areum was saying from the other end of the phone.
I immediately put on my wireless earbuds and thrust my cock into the camera frame. Part of me wanted to scold her, but my cock was already way too turned on. I was already too far gone. Common sense was crumbling.......
- Oh, it's Cheol-jin's cock. It looks a little small on screen. It was bigger than that in person.......
Areum was saying my name while masturbating. Not Kkangcheol, but Cheol-jin. This girl normally called me Kkangcheol, but during sex or serious conversations, she called me by my proper name.
Ttalt! Ttalt! Ttalt! Ttalt! Ttalt! Ttalt!
- You're making so much pre-cum. Are you turned on?
Did I look like I wouldn't be turned on?
I didn't answer with words but moved my cock. My cock, nodding sharply up and down, answered for me.
- Ah-it, so cute!
"I don't know your standard for cute."
- Probably a similar standard? Look, yap.
Areum squished her voluptuous chest against the camera with a yap.
"Fucking cute!"
- Right?
So my cock was like a girl's tits from a guy's point of view to Areum. I understood completely.
"Areum-ah, show me your pussy."
- Okay. But I'm super wet right now so I'm a bit embarrassed.
Oh, so you do feel something like embarrassment?
While I was freshly surprised, the scenery on the screen changed.
Neatly arranged pubic hair and pretty-shaped labia.
"Uh, could you maybe... spread it open for me?"
- My legs?
"No, your pussy."
- Mm. It turns me on when you say pussy.
"Spread your pussy open and show me the inside. I want to see."
Areum spread her pussy with her fingers. The pretty pink inner flesh was revealed. Staring like my eyes would fall out, I shook my cock, and then one finger slipped right inside the hole.
- Jjigeok. Euh-eung, ah! Heut.
"Hah, hah. If I was next to you I'd put it in right now."
- Put it in. Ah, I don't want fingers, I want Cheol-jin's cock inside me. Euh-eung!
A single finger moved in and out, producing lewd sounds. And then another finger intruded, beginning to rub her clitoris.
Areum had a lot of fluids. I could confirm that she was like this not just during sex but even when masturbating. The sound of flesh rubbing together mixed with sounds carrying moisture.
"Ugh. Areum-ah, I think I'm gonna come."
- Me too, soon... euh-eut. Let's go together.
The urge to ejaculate surged up.
I shifted the camera angle slightly. A diagonal composition looking down from above.
Ulkeok! Pusyut! Pyupyupyupyupyut!
Semen shot out with incredible force.
- Heu-eut!
Areum seemed to have reached climax too. Her voice grew a little higher.
- Ahheuk. Cheol-jin comes so much.
"Huoooh."
I breathed out in satisfaction.
After parting with Areum, I had used the onahole once. Having held out for two days, the semen volume was substantial.
But the satisfaction was brief.
"......."
- .......
Both Areum and I were silent.
The one who spoke first was me.
"Areum-ah, let's not do video jerk-off sessions again......."
- Mm. The post-nut clarity on this is insane... ugh.
How should I put it. Once I calmed down for a moment, a futility about this whole act washed over my body. What the hell had I been doing just now?
- I'm never doing it again.......
I agreed wholeheartedly.
