24. Completely a Bitch
In a mating press with my waist slightly folded, my legs pinned by Sister Yesl, I get pounded deep by the weight of her massive cock. It's a position that makes me feel like nothing but a female to her. Chills run down my spine at the thought of it being purely for sating a male's lust, yet my body strangely revels in receiving her cock like this. Each downward thrust from Sister Yesl—plap, plap—shakes my insides to the core.
"Oogh?!♡ Ugh, guh, grrrgh…♡"
I take even the struggle to breathe as pleasure, letting out nothing but beastly, vulgar moans. Maintaining my sanity while her mace-like cock plunges deep inside is no easy feat.
I, I'm dooone…♡
My ass isn't a chair, but Sister Yesl sits right on my plump cheeks, looking down at me. Her massive cock churns my insides, pressing down to my guts, while her heavy, warm balls—still full of cum—tap, tap against my ass. That rhythmic patting, combined with her huge shaft scraping my walls and the sensation of backed-up semen, fills me with inexplicable joy. It feels like she's truly calling me her bitch, making my mind reel dizzily.
Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Pssshhh…♡
"As expected, I knew you'd feel it even in this position."
"Heehee…♡ Hnggh…♡"
With her cock buried in my pussy, pressing firmly against my womb like she's praising me, my body trembles faintly. Lost in near-unconscious bliss, my mind foggy as I let out a dazed "heee," the weight on my ass suddenly lifts—followed by violent pistoning.
Plap♡ Plap♡
"Nghooooh?!♡ Ooh, ugh, guh…♡"
"Completely a female, aren't you? You love climaxing from your womb in a way normal women can't?"
"N-nooo… guh, urgh…."
Her pistons relentlessly target my womb, fireworks exploding in my vision with each pop. Every time her cock drives deeper, I taste pure ecstasy.
"Seoyun must be such a natural bitch—she feels it so well."
"Grk… guh, ugh, haaaang…."
Whatever Sister Yesl says to me, my head fills only with cock. Her raping shaft dyes my brain in pleasure, and I love it so much that nothing else comes to mind. Her massive cock thrusts deep into my sopping pussy. Her monster tool crushes my womb, which no one else can touch.
Cooock… so gooood…♡
Feeling happy from the cock that makes me feel so good, my pussy seems to clench even tighter. Her brutal shaft unloads sticky semen inside me.
Pssshhh…♡ Blorp…♡ Bluuuuurp…♡
After a long, drawn-out ejaculation, Sister Yesl rubs her cock all over my still-dazed face.
"Here's the cock you love so much."
"Cooock… slurp… smack, sluuuurp… smack, smack, smoooch…."
As I diligently clean her cock, dirtied by me, her fingers slip inside my pussy.
Squiiiish…♡
"Hngh?! Uh, ah, smack… sluuuurp…."
Her fingers assault my G-spot so fiercely that I cum again while cleaning her cock. My body is utterly spent, no strength left to rise—but her cock is different. Forgetting it had already cum three times, it springs back to life, aiming at my pussy once more.
"We still have time, so present that bitch pussy."
"Yesss… I'll present my bitch pussy…♡"
In the end, she only released me after two more loads.
After several rounds of sex, I enter the shower, squat under the running water, and let out a sigh.
"Haa…."
My head is full of tangled thoughts, but all that comes out is sigh after sigh.
…A female.
The words Sister Yesl whispered like brainwashing during sex. Hearing them over and over got me so aroused, it really feels like I've become a female. Biologically, I am a woman now, but it feels like I've turned into a pervert who loves cock.
Why does it turn me on…?
I was clearly a man before—why does being called a female excite me? My mind can't comprehend it, but my body accepts it as obvious.
Cock…
The cock that fills my pussy tells me I'm a female. Especially in that mating press, when it pierced me like skewering—my body knew how good cock is. So good I couldn't even speak properly.
But my head can't accept it yet. My chest feels stuffy; I don't know what to do with this.
"Haa…."
No answers come—maybe I already know but am ignoring it. With those thoughts, I finish showering, dry off, and step out to find Sister Yesl waiting, leaning against the wall.
"…Seoyun, is there anything you want?"
"…."
Maybe my expression is too dark; she thinks I'm sulking and eyes me cautiously.
…I'm not sulking.
Honestly, Sister Yesl only made me feel good. It's just that getting fucked feels so natural now, stirring strange emotions.
She knows she went too far, huh.
Sex for two hours despite "no time," and over an hour in mating press—I thought I'd go mad. But seeing her face brings only embarrassment, so I avoid her gaze and say what I meant to.
"…I want to enter the crack."
"The crack?"
Her eyes widen slightly in surprise.
"Why there?"
"I feel a bit weak."
"D-rank in less than a week is fine, isn't it?"
"…Not enough."
If not for all the sex today, I'd be C-rank already. Remembering that feels both good and bad.
"Hmm… Permission's easy, but isn't it dangerous?"
Cracks vary in difficulty; at my level, there's risk. But I'm not worried—I can escape if needed.
"Can't you allow it…?"
I look up pleadingly, like begging for cock, and she nods helplessly.
"…Fine. You're permitted."
"Yes! Thank you, Sister."
"There's one weird bitch in there, so you won't get hurt."
"…Huh?"
"Nothing. You'll be safe."
Did I mishear?
…Someone's there?
As I tilt my head, she finishes preparing and slips on her shoes. Avoiding her gaze makes her chuckle and pat my head.
"Starting today, you'll go to the crack?"
"I want to."
"I'll let them know. If you meet anyone, say my name first. Got it?"
"Got it."
"I'll head out first. Don't get hurt in the crack."
Mwah.
After her warnings, she naturally kisses my forehead and leaves.
What is this? Sending off someone "going to work" like this feels like we're a married couple—my heart flutters a bit.
She worries about me.
When I was alone, no one worried. Being reborn lets me feel this too.
…But how much does she trust me?
We've known each other a week, yet she leaves me home alone. Not that I'd do anything weird—I hurry out too.
…Gyeonggi-do.
The Association-owned crack is in Gyeonggi-do. Heading out right after endless sex is a forced march, but I use mana to recover fully and head there. Sex stamina holds up; I don't tire much.
…If only I had a car.
No magic for teleporting, no car, no money—the trip drags. Enjoying scenery and snacking lightly, I arrive before I know it.
An Association staffer greets me.
"Han Seoyun, right?"
"Yes."
"Confirmed. You may enter."
Retrieving my hunter license, I step into the crack: endless grassy plains stretching forever, filled with green fields.
A bit hot…
My frost powers shrug off normal heat, but this humidity clings—like someone stoking flames.
Kabooom!
"…?!"
A massive explosion echoes. Worried it's an accident, I sprint toward it.
Super strong…?
At least A-rank. Can't let an incident happen—I run full speed. The plains burn where I arrive, flames dancing around a woman's silhouette. Like a sun goddess descended, I stare blankly. She slashes a crescent moon into the air, igniting the grass along the path. S-rank, maybe higher.
Who is she…?
Chills from her power; head tilted in confusion, our eyes meet.
Thud!
"…!"
In a blink, a red-haired woman appears before me. Flame crown on her head, red eyes glaring murderously, fist cocked back.
My body freezes at her killing intent. Just before her flame-wrapped fist hits my face, I barely open my mouth.
"S-Sister Yesl!"
She halts.
Recalling Yesl's words, I shout her name. The woman's fist stops.
"S-Sister Yesl let me in…."
Whew, survived a near-death scare.
"…Han Yesl?"
"Yes…."
That was my first meeting with Seo Yeonwoo.