Synchronicity of Forbidden Touches
"Huuu...♥" Karen exhaled deeply, steadying her heart as she gazed down at her naked body. Starting from her massive breasts that always got in the way when swinging a sword, down to her scarred, toned frame etched with the marks of relentless training. ...Is this okay? Her heart pounded as she hesitated over the act she was about to commit. Her body, hypersensitive from that incident, amplified even the slightest stimulation. Could she really do this in this state... comfort herself like this?
But on the flip side, no matter how diligently she'd taken her meds, the pent-up urges had been building inside her, unfulfilled desires stacking up. It'll be fine. I've taken the medicine... But I need to avoid too much stimulation, so just lightly, like old times... Recalling those distant days before her body changed like this—when she'd indulged herself two or three times a year—Karen slowly brought her hand to her breast with languid movements. Just a little... just a little...
She closed her eyes, summoning an image to her mind. The broad, solid back of one man. And at that very moment, the man she was picturing...
"Huu..."
Was reaching toward the breasts of the black-haired woman lying on the bed... her replicate.
"Let's start here."
By some miraculous coincidence, at the exact same timing as Karen, he extended his hand toward the replicate's breasts.
.
Karen's breasts were truly breathtaking every time he saw them. Overflowing with firmness, no sag in sight, and that overwhelming size... Especially these nipples. Inverted nipples, shyly hidden within those massive tits, amplified their beauty even more. He lifted one voluptuous breast slightly with his hand. The sensation was so smooth and soft, impossible to fully describe without crude words spreading through his palm. A bit better than before. Feeling that texture, he realized the replication quality had improved, if only by a subtle degree. Now, even with his enhanced senses, he couldn't spot the difference from the real thing.
Savoring the heavy weight in his hand, he dug his fingers into the breast to forcibly unearth Karen's buried nipple.
-Tremble...♥
The replicate still didn't make a sound for him. By his senses, even the vocal cords should be perfectly replicated. Why not? But her body—Karen's lewd body—whispered plenty to him in place of a voice. For example...
-Stiffen♥
As he circled his fingers around the areola, then pinched and pressed with thumb and forefinger to force the nipple out, it hardened rigidly. Or...
-Shiver♥
Unable to resist those bumpy nipples, the moment he buried his face and nibbled one, Karen's body quivered, soaking the replicated pants. If this were the real Karen. Enjoying her reactions without restraint, a twinge of regret nagged at the edge of his mind. Maybe because just days ago he'd experienced not a replicate, but the real Laila's body? The replicated Karen was gorgeous, but... what if this were the real thing?
What would Karen do? Her body twitching so violently... Would she just blush? Or let out a voice frailer than I could imagine?
And then. As Yuseong swallowed that regret, unconsciously fixating hard on Karen's true body...
-Twitch!!
The flow of replication energy sustaining Karen's replicate shifted subtly, but Yuseong—who hadn't yet mastered controlling it—didn't notice.
At the same instant.
"Haaah...?!♥"
Karen, touching her own breasts as delicately as possible, let out a sharp moan. Even with the meds, it's this intense...? Despite the numbing drug, the pleasure was fiercer than imagined; her eyes widened in shock.
"Huu...♥"
The stimulation exceeded her expectations, but she didn't stop her hand. She'd never been one with raging urges, and her iron will had kept the 'curse' etched into her at bay so far... But her body had accumulated far more desire than she'd vaguely realized.
-Tap♥ Drip♥
Unlike whoever was currently savoring her replicate, her touches were exceedingly cautious. With her callused, slightly rough hands from training, she grazed her breasts lightly, stifling the moans leaking through clenched teeth. Hnng...!♥ The calluses perfectly teased the bumps around her areola; unconsciously, she praised her own trained body. Slowly placing both index fingers—thick with calluses—over the pink areola, she circled them. The overflowing stimulation made her body tremble faintly, but...
Something... feels off...
As she rubbed the blunt areola, a sense of wrongness crept in. After pondering briefly, she straightened her index finger and plunged it forcefully into the areola.
-Scrape♥
"Hooooh...!♥"
Her body screamed from the excessive stimulus, but trembling, Karen steadfastly stirred her areola with her finger until she dragged out the buried nipple.
-Pop♥
"Huu...♥ Huu...♥"
Her pink nipple, emerging into the world after so long. The moment it did, she felt a strange sense of liberation, her body quivering lightly. She didn't know why. If it was just to relieve urges lightly as planned, a few taps would suffice... Yet for some reason, she needed to pull it out.
.
-Slurp♥
He nibbled the protruding nipple lightly, then latched on. Karen's body was already sensitive enough, but the inverted nipple was on another level. Hidden away usually, perhaps? Even without biting hard, just rolling his tongue gently over it made her writhe intensely.
-Twitch!♥ Twitch!♥
Her body shuddered faintly again; saliva drooled from her slack lips. No voice escaped, yet her parted lips breathed faintly on their own. "Master...!!" Stirring her nipple, he impulsively brought his face to her drooling lips.
-Smooch♥
Their tongues met and tangled; lips pressed together. Swallowing her sticky saliva, he traced her neat teeth with his tongue.
.
"...Mmm...♥"
Having pulled out her nipple, Karen felt an odd emptiness in her mouth. If her breasts and pussy had itched before, now her lips tingled, craving stimulation. To fill it, after a moment's thought, she brought the finger that had unearthed her nipple to her lips.
-Smooch♥
Like a baby. Unprompted, she sucked her finger innocently, soothing the itch. The tingling—call it unease—was satisfied; sucking it felt like kissing someone. Meanwhile, her other hand tormented the exposed nipple.
"Ahng...♥"
Saliva dripped from her ravaged lips, wetting the bed; moist moans spilled from her mouth. Sucking her finger and flicking her nipple, the scene from recent days overlapped in her mind again. Her breasts pressing against that broad back. The jolt like lightning striking her nipples.
...Did he look at me that way? Recalling Yuseong averting his gaze from her disheveled state. Why? Thinking of him dodging her eyes filled her with an inexpressible satisfaction as a woman.
-Squeeze♥
"Eut...?"
Karen's reminiscence cut short. The strange itch from her nipple, breast tip, and lips... had shifted elsewhere.
.
That was close. He nearly came just from groping her breasts and stealing her lips. No, can't yet. He hadn't even tasted the highlight. He could've replicated Laila anytime—why choose Karen? "Master? Excuse me." Knowing no reply would come, he slowly stripped the clothes from her replicate.
-Rippp♥♥♥
"Whoa..."
The pants clung tighter than expected; forcing them off unleashed a wave of hot air, steaming the bed briefly. Pussy juices had soaked the fabric stickily; transparent threads stretched between the pants and her slit. Untouched yet, her plump labia were slightly swollen. Brushing the entrance experimentally, her body shuddered, leaking like a broken faucet.
"Huu... Loosen you up first."
Heart racing, he massaged from above the labia, then slipped index and middle fingers into the parted gap.
-Squish!!♥♥
Her loosened pussy swallowed his fingers easily; trained muscles clamped down fiercely. Resisting the squeeze, he crooked his knuckles to scrape her inner walls sharply, ravaging her depths freely.
-Splash!!♥ Splash!!♥♥
Each thrust leaked fluid; salty-tangy juices splashed toward his face. "Huu."
-Slurp♥
Pulling out his drenched fingers, droplets fell from the tips. He brought them to her face, feeding her mouth. "See, Master? This is all your pussy juice." What a scum I am. Deriving satisfaction from crude words toward the devoted mentor. But conscience be damned; he thrust his rigid cock toward her mouth.
"Wet it first, Master."
-Suck♥ Suck♥
Forcing into her saliva-filled mouth, he shoved from glans to root, soaking the shaft. The glans hit her throat's back, contracting her gag reflex for satisfying pressure—but resisting the urge to flood her mouth, he pulled out.
"Huu..."
Extracting his glistening cock, he slid downward. Grabbing her plump thighs, he spread her legs into a Y.
-Spread♥
Her pussy parted slightly with her legs, wafting lewd musk. Now I can. Heart pounding. Having fully explored a woman's pussy via Laila—even piercing her hymen with his cock—he could taste what he'd only eyed before. And...
"Master...! I'll take your first... gratefully!!"
Her real body was still virgin, but harboring hopes of claiming it anytime, he slammed his cock in deep.
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"Mmph...!!"
Sucking her finger, Karen suddenly felt it thicken massively; she yanked it out in panic. The saliva-slick finger was still slender, but coughing briefly, she caught her breath. What was that? For a second, my finger felt huge...? Staring puzzled, it looked unchanged. Tilting her head, she steadied her breath, swallowed, and looked downward.
...If I'm doing this, might as well go all the way here too...
Her pussy had itched and throbbed amid the breast play and finger-sucking. Deciding to finish properly, she slowly brought her fingers to her soaked slit.
Like before... slowly. Just the entrance...
Recalling past experience, with agonizing slowness, she inserted just the fingertip.
-Lurch!!♥
"...Eh?"
Only the tip entered, yet it felt like something enormous filled her completely; her body jolted. The sudden pleasure surged deeper, beyond her reach, even as her hand froze.
-Pierce!!♥
".....!@!!!!"
Deep inside her pussy. It rattled the translucent remnant of her hymen.