The Producer's Body

"Um, Seo-ah. Can I ask you for one favor?"

"Yeah?"

The man asked, looking hesitant.

A moment later, I burst into laughter.

"Sure, I'll do it for you."

I picked up the apron that had fallen to the floor.

Without putting on any other clothes, I simply tied the apron around my bare body.

"You like this, don't you? Men, I mean."

I kneaded my breasts. They were a nice, compact handful, which I quite enjoyed. Compared to the bodies I’d inhabited so far, they might have lacked a bit in volume, but the sensitivity was excellent.

"I can't take it anymore!"

"Ah!"

The man literally pounced on me. He bit into my neck and began to work his way down.

Every time his breath touched my breasts, waist, and hips, Seo-ah’s heart raced.

"Turn around."

"Mmm...♥"

As he requested, I turned around and pushed my hips back. From his perspective, it must have been an obscene sight, exposing my pussy wide open.

Without a word, he slowly aligned his cock with my hole. But he didn't enter. He just rubbed it gently against the entrance, as if teasing the area.

"Hnnng...♥ Don't play around like that♥!!! Please!!!"

I let out a moan, feeling the seeds of pleasure tickling my pussy.

"Seo-ah, you want it inside, don't you? Say, 'Please put your cock inside me.'"

It seemed the man had a dominant streak. I decided to satisfy that desire.

"Ahhh...♥ Seo-ah's pussy is so itchy...♥♥♥♥ Please scratch it with your big cock, Oppa♥♥♥♥♥"

"Smack!"

The man slapped my hip. The sound echoed loudly in the room.

"Haaah!♥♥♥♥♥♥"

A different kind of moan escaped my lips at the novel sensation.

"Shall I put it in?"

"Yes, yes...♥ Put it deep inside my pussy♥"

He slowly pushed his large cock inside.

"Hnnnggg...♥"

Seo-ah was a virgin, after all. Her tight pussy struggled to accommodate his substantial size, and she cried out from the overwhelming mix of stimulation and pleasure.

"Ugh! Seo-ah, your pussy is so damn tight!"

"Yes...♥ It's Seo-ah's virgin pussy...♥ Please enjoy it♥♥♥"

"Yeah, I see a little blood. You really were a virgin."

"Yes...♥ I gave my precious virginity to you, Oppa♥ I love it so much♥♥♥"

"Seo-ah, you're a total pervert. I had no idea."

"It's true, Seo-ah was always thinking of you... *hic*♥♥♥♥ and masturbating... *hic*♥♥♥♥ with my pussy...♥♥♥"

Every time he thrust his hips, a moan erupted from me.

His pace began to quicken. He must have been even more excited after hearing my words.

"Hic-gggh!!!!!♥♥♥♥♥♥ Hic-gggh!!!!!♥♥♥♥♥♥ Hic-ggggh-gggh!!!!!♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥"

The sudden acceleration of his piston-like thrusts sent waves of pleasure crashing into me.

"Seo-ah's pussy is going to cum♥♥♥♥♥♥ Haa...♥♥♥♥ Seo-ah's pussy is cumming♥♥♥♥♥♥."

My moans poured out uncontrollably. As my vaginal walls were scraped repeatedly, saliva began to leak from my mouth.

"Ugh...! You're so tight, I'm going to cum! I'm pulling out!"

"No...♥ Seo-ah wants to get pregnant...♥♥♥♥ Seo-ah wants to marry you, Oppa♥♥♥♥♥"

I was on the verge of climaxing, too. I wanted to reach it together with him. It was my own desire, and I selfishly assumed Seo-ah felt the same.

"Ugh...! I'm cumming...!"

He flooded my insides with his sticky semen. I could feel my womb being filled with his warm essence.

"Haa-nnng...♥♥♥"

I let out a ragged breath.

I used my hand to spread my hips. Semen dripped from my pussy.

"I dumped a lot inside Seo-ah's pussy."

I muttered to myself.

"I-I'm sorry. I got too excited."

The man said, as if making an excuse.

I turned around to face him again and touched my lower abdomen.

"Am I going to get pregnant with your baby, Oppa?"

I hid my expression slightly.

"If that happens... I'll take responsibility."

The man said, clenching his fist. His expression was full of resolve.

"Really? Promise me!"

I smiled. Hearing those words, something welled up in my chest, and my eyes grew slightly moist.

I put my clothes back on and opened the shop door. The man, perhaps feeling shy, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠didn't say a word.

It felt uncomfortable with the semen still leaking from my pussy.

I felt I had played the role of Cupid well enough, and it was time to move on.

Tracing her memories, I realized it was a dangerous day. After dumping that much sticky fluid inside, I could roughly guess what would happen.

I relaxed my hold and detached my soul.

Seo-ah collapsed backward, and the man rushed over to her again.

"Have a good married life, you two! I wish you happiness."

I sincerely wished them well and headed elsewhere.

A few days later, at lunch, I returned to the cafe in the body of another woman. To be precise, it was Dasol’s body, the first one I had possessed.

I found this body comfortable and easy to adapt to, so I figured I’d be using it often.

I watched the two of them while drinking coffee.

A woman's intuition told me they had definitely fought. An indescribable coldness lingered around the woman.

It seemed the man hadn't been able to explain what happened during the time Seo-ah had lost her memories.

It was a bit of a shame they were fighting after I’d worked so hard for them.

Today, too—I’d already masturbated in this body, so I needed to find a new target. Who should it be?

I pondered for a moment.

Music drifted from the ceiling speakers. It was a song by a currently popular idol group.

An idol?

Why hadn't I thought of idols until now?

Aren't they bodies far superior to the average person? I licked my lips. It felt like a waste that I’d only been eating regular people until now.

If I’d tasted a woman of this caliber, I felt I should at least match that tier from now on.

I thought about heading to the broadcasting station, but that felt a bit boring.

Possession was such a cheat ability that, honestly, if I just possessed people at random, it would all be over too quickly. It felt a bit simple and lacking in fun.

I wanted a more thrilling method.

I examined Dasol’s memories in more detail. And just like that, an idea popped into my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠head.

Perhaps because Dasol was naturally intelligent, I felt my own brain working faster, too.

I made a call immediately.

I hung up after saying only what was necessary. I trusted he would handle it well.

Then, I dialed the next number.

I grinned.

"It's been such a long time!"

The woman standing before me, who seemed to have even more volume than I did, was a former classmate of mine—or rather, Dasol’s.

Using the excuse of an urgent matter, I had called her to my house.

Just by looking, was she a G-cup? I couldn't quite understand how she’d become a producer instead of an idol herself with a body like that.

Well, it was her job and her dream, so I just let it slide.

"How's work these days?"

I asked.

"Same as always. Busy as hell."

"I'm sorry for forcing you to meet up like this..."

"No! No! It's been years. I wanted to see you, too."

"How are they doing? Libress?"

Libress—simply put, they were the top idol group of the moment. They enjoyed peak popularity and received absolute adoration from men; they were idols beyond compare.

To think that the producer of such an idol group was Dasol’s classmate—what a coincidence. I really wanted to praise Dasol for this.

"So, what's up? What was the urgent thing you wanted to say?"

"Ah! Could you stand over here for a second?"

I called the woman over and had her stand in front of me.

"Hmm?"

"Yeah, just stand there like that."

I stared at her intently. She was definitely attractive enough to have become an idol herself.

In fact, she was already becoming famous as the "beautiful producer" that those in the know were aware of.

"Well then, excuse me."

I said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

The woman ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tilted her head.

I kissed her immediately.

"Mmph...????"

The woman was flustered, but I immediately detached my soul and forcibly injected it into her mouth.

"Gack...! Kmph...!"

I'll borrow your body for a moment.

Dasol collapsed limply. And the woman on the other side slowly stood up.

Then, she stretched.

"How's the sensitivity of these breasts? Hnnng...♥ Not bad, huh?♥"

I touched my breasts over the bra. They were so large, and it seemed I was wearing a slightly small bra, as my breasts were spilling out a bit.

"The name is Minji. I'll have to masturbate to read the rest of the memories, but since I have an appointment, should I put the masturbation on the back burner?"

I muttered her name.

"Besides, you have to feed your slave every now and then so they listen ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠well."

I was curious how this body would react to a cock.

I went outside and checked the car key in my handbag. I was surprised for a moment. It wasn't a common van, but a famous brand of sports car.

So this was the kind of woman she was. Thinking that, I drove the car toward the broadcasting station.