Why Are You Doing This to Me?
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"No way, is that Yurin?"
"Th-that..."
Now even my voice flows out in a woman's tone. With nothing to say, I stand there awkwardly frozen, cold sweat dripping down my face.
"So, how did this happen..."
I try to come up with some excuse while watching Jiyeon's reaction. But instead of getting mad, she's looking at me with a smile.
"Yurin, you've completely turned into a girl, haven't you? Right?"
She's practically bouncing with joy as she looks at me. What the hell? Isn't she supposed to be disgusted, shooting me looks of contempt? I stare at her in confusion.
Jiyeon just grins even wider, her smile thicker and more intense than before.
"You got that injection from the clinical trial, didn't you?"
"Th-that... why...?"
"You got injected with something that turns you into a woman, right?"
"Eek...!"
That injection was something that turns you into a woman? I got completely duped. Why didn't they tell me that there? All for 5 million won—what the fuck? No, it's my fault for not researching properly and getting blinded by the money. It's all on me.
"Haa..."
I can only sigh. My future looks pitch black with this body—how am I supposed to live like this?
"Yurin, why are you thinking so seriously?"
But Jiyeon just sneers at me.
"Hehe. I got the injection too."
"No way, you were there too? Because of that...?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"Eh...?"
That doesn't make sense. If Jiyeon got injected, she should have turned into a man, right? I look at her, but no matter how I stare, she still looks like a woman on the outside.
The moment the question hits me, Jiyeon steps right up to me and points down with her finger.
Huh? Following her gaze downward, her pants are bulging out prominently at the front. Unmistakably huge and clear. No way? That's not what I think it is, is it?
Jiyeon leans in close to my face and whispers right in my ear.
"Wanna see? My changed body, just like yours."
The instant her hand moves to her waistband, I instinctively look away. Like I'd want to see that.
"Eek, get away...!"
Danger. Alarms are blaring in my head. Get away from Jiyeon right now. I scramble backward, trying to put any distance between us.
But she catches on immediately and grabs my arm.
I try to yank it free. No good. Maybe because my body's changed, but even pulling one arm away feels impossible.
"Let go...!"
"Feisty and cute. Just like a real girl."
"I'm a guy...! You kidding?"
"You look like a girl no matter how you slice it."
Jiyeon tightens her grip on my arm.
"Can't even break free when I hold you."
Still holding my arm, she brings her other hand to her waistband.
"Here, look."
"No...! Don't make me look...!"
Ignoring me completely, Jiyeon yanks down her pants.
"If you don't look, I'll beat you up like old times?"
"Eek...!"
At those words, I force my eyes down to her lower half right in front of me.
My suspicions were right. There's a real dick there. But her pussy's still intact too. It's like her clit grew insanely huge, turning into a cock. Bigger than the one I had back when I was a guy. Veins bulging, rock-hard and erect.
"Yurin, it swelled up like this the moment I saw you. This is an erection, right?"
"Why the fuck are you asking me...!"
"Figured you'd know since you were a guy. Right?"
"I don't know shit about that. Just put it away."
"Fuck, it's on my body—why talk about it like that?"
"No... I mean..."
Jiyeon glares at me like I've hit her berserk button.
"I got the shot because I wanted this."
"But you can't talk about it like that."
"Fuck, maybe you got it cluelessly, but I chose it."
"And now that I'm looking at you, I can't hold back anymore."
"Wanna take responsibility for me?"
She shoves me down onto the bed without any resistance from me. Then she flips up my t-shirt and starts groping my breasts.
"Hnnng...!"
"St-stop...!"
Her hands crush my breasts. She squeezes them tight, then rubs softly. The motion repeats over and over. My body twitches in sync, moans leaking from my lips.
"Hnnng... haaang..."
A guy shouldn't be moaning like this. Shame burns through me; I grit my teeth to stifle it.
Seeing me bite down to hold back, Jiyeon laughs mockingly.
"Sorry, but earlier you told me to put it away."
"Talking about something attached to my body like that."
"But why's your body so honest right now?"
That's total self-justification.
"No...! Hn, wh-what's th-that... ugh, bullshit... haa..."
"Bullshit?"
Jiyeon laughs like it's ridiculous.
"You don't even know you're making that slutty face?"
With that, she brings her mouth to my breast.
Now my nipple's being sucked into Jiyeon's mouth. Her tongue swirls and flicks it, making my body jolt each time. She's right. I'm making that face. It really feels like I'm about to float away. My body's lifting, my mind going blank. Why am I feeling this from my tits? Why's my body reacting on its own?
"Please stop... hn, haang! If you keep this up, my head's gonna... go craaazy, hnnk, hnnng...!"
"No clue about anything else, but that slutty face—how am I supposed to hold back?"
"Guys don't... hn, say stuff like thaaat... haa..."
"What? Name one guy panting with a face like that."
That's not it. I'm a guy. Hating those words, I quickly turn my head aside.
Jiyeon pulls her hands and mouth from my breasts and slides off my stomach. Finally.
Phew. Thought I could breathe for a second. But she drags my arm, forcing me to sit up on the edge of the bed.
"Wh-what are you...?"
Before I can look up in panic, Jiyeon stands right in front of me. Looking down from her standing height versus me perched on the bed, our eye levels are way off.
"Yurin, don't turn away