Twenty-Eight Boiled Eggs
Content Warning: This chapter contains depictions of food insertion into a woman's anus and forced expansion of the rectal interior.
Squelch. Glurk!
“Unghh…! Hup…!! Haa, huuup…!!”
Slowly.
Gently.
Yet Han Munho’s fingers probed with unerring accuracy at her most vulnerable places.
His touch lingered, rubbing insistently against the inner walls of her rectum until Eun Nanhee’s mouth, vagina, and anus all fluttered open and closed, leaking one obscene sound after another.
No… I can’t let it happen…
It was humiliating enough to be receiving a massage from a stranger with his fingers buried inside her vagina.
The true purpose of that massage—to create more room for additional boiled eggs inside her rectum—only deepened her shame.
If she allowed herself to climax under his hand in a moment like this, she doubted she could survive the mortification.
That, at least, I absolutely cannot allow…
Her body kept screaming that it wanted to surrender, but she had to endure.
If she could hold on just a little longer, it would all be over eventually.
Clinging to that thought, Eun Nanhee tried to escape Han Munho’s fingers by shifting her hips in tiny, desperate movements.
Even as she struggled, his vaginal massage continued with clinical calm, reshaping her body one subtle change at a time.
Gurgle, gurglegurgle…
“Ugh, hut…?! Ha, haaack…!”
The boiled eggs inside her rectum knocked against one another, forcing their way even deeper.
It was a sensation so bizarre she could scarcely believe it was happening to her, yet Han Munho maintained his serene demeanor, seamlessly blending caress, massage, and something far more invasive.
Gurgle, glurk…
“Haa, hu, huup…!! Huuughhhhh…!!”
The eggs packed inside her rectum shifted farther inward. Without realizing it, Eun Nanhee lifted her hips from the table.
The desire she had tried to forget surged up through her vaginal walls. The moment she felt she could no longer resist and was about to surrender to orgasm—
“Haa, hu, huuuuup…!!”
Schlick… slide…
“That should be sufficient, Miss Nanhee.”
“……Huu, eh…?”
Han Munho’s calm voice cut through at the precise instant she had not expected. Her mounting pleasure lost its target and collapsed into hollow frustration.
“This appears adequate. We will now continue with the next phase of treatment.”
“Ha, haa…. Haaaa….”
Just a little more and I would have…
A flicker of regret flashed through her mind before she barely managed to shake it away and regain her senses.
What on earth am I thinking…
She should have been relieved she hadn’t climaxed. She should have been grateful she hadn’t shown him anything so shameful.
“…….”
The lingering echo of the orgasm she had been denied began to sink deep into her heart, quietly taking root as a new, dangerous desire.
Swipe.
“Ugh, huuup….”
“There is now clearly additional space inside the anus as well. We will proceed from the twenty-first egg onward.”
“……Yes.”
The anal massage resumed, carrying with it a faint trace of lingering disappointment.
Still, Eun Nanhee told herself it would be all right now and gave a small, unconscious nod.
She had already been through this several times, and she genuinely felt as though more room had opened up inside her.
…Of course, the moment the next egg began to stretch her anus open, she realized that feeling had been nothing but an illusion.
Press.
“Huu…! Kk, kkugh…!”
The instant the twenty-first egg tried to force the entrance wider, Eun Nanhee reflexively clenched her abdominal muscles and curled inward.
The forgotten sensation of her rectal walls being pried apart returned, along with the helpless knowledge that she could not stop it.
Shove!
“Ha, haaa…”
Thanks to the temporary space that had been created, her anus accepted the twenty-first egg with surprising ease, but that was the limit.
Sluurp, slurp…
“Aha, kkuhuuuup…!!”
The moment the twenty-second egg began spreading her anus again, an overwhelming pressure surged from deep inside her rectum.
“Haa, i-it won’t go in…”
Her rectum was already so impossibly full that simply adding one more egg felt like a miracle of compression.
Yet Han Munho ignored her pleading tone as though he had not heard it, calmly increasing the pressure at his fingertips.
Shove!
“Huuugh, haaaaaack…!!”
In the end, even the twenty-second egg slid past her anus and disappeared into her overcrowded rectum.
“P-please…. Stop, sir…. It feels like something is going to tear…”
“Please refrain from tensing your abdomen and exhale as deeply as possible.”
Schluurp…
“Aah, haaack…!!”
Eun Nanhee’s desperate plea went unanswered. As expected, Han Munho did not stop.
On the contrary, he pushed the next egg forward with the serene expression of someone who found her resistance mildly puzzling.
Swipe, shove!
“Uuu, kkuhuuuugh…!!”
The twenty-third egg forced its way into the narrow gaps between the others, packing them even tighter.
The moment it entered, it settled firmly against the rest, creating a solid, unyielding mass.
Her belly had long since swollen outward as if she were several months pregnant.
Before her scream could fade, the next egg approached. Even as her body twitched in instinctive rejection, Han Munho’s fingers slowly pressed the following egg through her already stretched anus.
Thrust, press…
“Ha, haa, ha….”
Eun Nanhee’s vision blurred.
Her sight swam. Her head burned while her fingertips felt icy.
A heavy, throbbing pain radiated through her lower abdomen all the way to the vicinity of her uterus.
Schluuup!
“Kkup……!!!”
The moment something else entered, the sensation that her entire large intestine was being lifted upward made her stop breathing entirely.
…Then came the twenty-fifth.
Schlurp!
“Uup, haaack?!”
This time the egg was not the first thing she felt. Two fingers slid through her anal entrance, pushing all the way into the depths of her rectum.
Han Munho effortlessly subdued her sphincter as it tried to clamp shut around the unexpected intruders, forcibly stretching her anus to the exact width of a boiled egg.
Through that widened gap, the next egg slid in slowly.
“N-no, it can’t…”
“On the contrary, it can.”
Shove!!
“Uu, kkuhuu…”
The twenty-fifth egg forced its way between her swollen, reddened folds.
Her hips jerked violently the instant it entered, flinging her backward. Her hands slipped across the massage bed as she collapsed forward.
“Ah, haaaa, hup, kkuh…”
She could no longer form words, only ragged breaths.
Sweat covered every inch of her skin, making it glisten. Between her legs, her sex shone with a particularly obscene wetness born of unwelcome arousal.
Her entire body screamed that it could accept no more stimulation, no more pressure.
“It can’t…. Really, truly, no more…”
“…….”
With unfocused eyes, Eun Nanhee squeezed the words from her throat.
Her consciousness had grown hazy, yet she still managed to lower her upper body back onto the bed.
Press, pressss…
“Ughup, haaack?!”
Han Munho’s palm suddenly pressed down on her swollen abdomen, drawing a reflexive cry from her lips.
“Only five more eggs remain. We are almost finished.”
“Uuu, uuuuu…”
Judging that sufficient space still existed, Han Munho announced the continuation of the procedure in the same professional tone one might use to discuss a routine check-up.
Eun Nanhee shook her head desperately, but she had no strength left to argue.
A moment later, another round pressure touched her buttocks.
Schlurp…
“Kkugh, huuuu…”
The moment insertion began, a moan tore from her throat before she could stop it.
“Please stop…. Just stop now…. Sir…”
Her lower abdomen contracted, trying to block the intrusion.
Instead, the motion only made her feel the egg’s relentless progress more clearly as it forced her sphincter wider.
Schluuuurp, thrust…!
“Aha, kkuhuuuuup!!”
Her rectal wall bulged outward in a smooth curve as it somehow accepted one more egg.
Then another round object brushed against her anus.
Pressss…
“Uugh…. Ha, haaack…!!”
The internal pressure inside her rectum had reached its absolute limit.
It was impossible to tell how deeply the eggs had been forced.
An agonizing fullness stretched from her rectum through her sigmoid colon and into the rest of her large intestine.
Because of the pressure from behind, she now felt as though her vagina and uterus were being crushed as well.
Rub, rub.
“Please calm yourself, Miss Nanhee. You are more than capable of completing this.”
“Aaack, n-not there…. Hnng?!”
As if to soothe her, Han Munho’s free hand returned to the entrance of her vagina, massaging it with slow, deliberate strokes.
Shove!!
“Uugh, ut…!! Huu, hu, hyaaaaaaaang?!”
The twenty-seventh egg slid inside at the same moment a small orgasm rippled through her.
The pleasure did not remain confined to her anus; it raced along the nerves of her vaginal wall and pelvis in a strange, electric wave.
For a brief instant she thought the anal area had gone numb, but—
Slurp, swipe…
“Uaa, a…!! Aaaaa…!!”
The moment the next egg began forcing its way through her anus, she realized that numbness had been nothing but wishful thinking.
“Uaa, a, no…. It really won’t go in…”
Shove!!
“Aaack, ha, haaaack!!”
Deep inside her abdomen, something was pushed even farther.
Thud, thrust!
“Uu, kkuhup…”
Perhaps it was the pressure. Somewhere deep within her body came a sound like something soft giving way.
The sensation of a boiled egg being crushed, its half-cooked yolk beginning to leak.
She prayed desperately that both the sound and the feeling were illusions while she endured.
Schluuup!
“Haa, kkup…. Huuuup…”
The twenty-eighth boiled egg finally passed through her anus.