Melting the Masturbation-Addicted Shut-In VTuber's Brain with a Kiss♡
"Nngh, hnnn, mmmnngh…♡"
As she savored the slow ache building in her nipples, the clenching heat inside Cheon Wooju's pussy twitched and pulsed beneath her panties.
Her fingers moved faster and faster. All that pleasure she'd been stacking up so patiently, so slowly, was starting to demand its release.
"Ahng…♡ Maybe I should just cum like thisaa…?"
But before she could decide, a ranked match snagged her.
"Whew…♡"
Rubbing her slickening pussy against her thigh, Cheon Wooju pulled her fingers away from her nipple and set them on her keyboard and mouse instead.
Tap-tap-tap. As she threw herself into the game, the tingling pleasure pooled in her nipples slowly began to scatter.
"Seriously, why won't anyone come gank from there?! That wasn't even my fault!"
The match see-sawed back and forth, dragging on forever, and only after crossing the thirty-minute mark did she finally lose.
"Ugh! If it's gonna be like this, just shove the lane down my throat so I can surrender already! Dammit…!"
She scratched at her thigh and went hmmm, thinking hard.
"One more game? Eh, no, I really need to make that thumbnail now…."
Cheon Wooju started slowly twisting one nipple with her free hand again.
"Nn, mmmnh…♡ Hnnnngh…♡"
Moaning languidly, she used her empty hand to rough out a draft thumbnail in her image editor.
Then she scrubbed back and forth through a video she hadn't uploaded to Neutube yet, hunting for a line to plaster across the thumbnail.
"Jeez… nnh♡ Which part should I use…?"
"Snnnnnnnnfff♡ Haaah, VTubers are the best♡"
"Hm?"
Cheon Wooju turned around.
And froze.
Holy shit. She's gorgeous.
There stood a beautiful woman, pretty to the point of being absurd.
Cheon Wooju herself was a beauty too — pretty even at her base state, and downright stunning whenever she bothered to do herself up for somewhere other than inside her own apartment.
But even by her standards, this woman who had appeared out of nowhere was very, very pretty indeed.
She was tall. Her face was refined — handsome in the way that pretty means beautiful, not boyish. The proud, striking beauty of a heroine, of a female lead.
Her figure was great too. Big breasts. Wow, I want to squeeze them at least once.
More than that, it wasn't just her lines and proportions — she carried some kind of refined, elegant aura. Put a violin in her hands and she'd look like a painting. Was she a model?
…Then why is that person in my room?
"Eek!?"
Cheon Wooju hastily covered her chest — specifically her nipples. Her breasts were far too large to hide with her hands alone.
"Wh-who… a-are, y-you…? Please…?"
Not everyone who talks dirty and talks tough online is a shut-in Lü Bu, coward in real life.
But Cheon Wooju was exactly that archetype — a tiger online, a mouse offline — a textbook case of the shut-in warrior type.
"Hello there!"
The beauty strode right through the trash strewn across the floor and grabbed the hands Cheon Wooju was using to cover her chest.
"I'm Park Ahyoung, confirmed as Akasaka Urara-senpai's junior! Once my VTuber name comes out later, I'd appreciate it if you called me by that instead!"
"Pa-Park Ahy… Ah, from that ph-phone, th-the call earli— hyiit!?"
Cheon Wooju let out a strange sound. Park Ahyoung's hands, having cleared away the obstacle, had seized her breasts as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Nngh, hyaa!?"
"Haaah…♡ My second VTuber boob experience in my whole liiife…♡"
A shudder of ecstasy ran through her body.
The feel of soft breast flesh against her palms. The face of the real person — the Inside Person — behind Akasaka Urara-senpai, right there in front of her. The sweet smell of energy drinks filling the room, blended and concentrated with the scent of female sweat and female pussy-juice into one thick, heady stench of woman in heat. How could she possibly not be ecstatic?
"So squishyaaah… it's even bouncier and springier than Yuzuha-senpai's, like a big balloon stuffed full of jelly, all soft and pillowy and springy…!"
She appraised Cheon Wooju's breasts like a judge at a competition, as if it were her birthright.
Bouncing them from below, spreading her fingers to cup them like she was palming a basketball.
For the record, her score was fifty out of five.
Every VTuber's breasts score fifty out of five. Big or small, whatever their shape or form — simply by being a VTuber's breasts, they are worth exactly that much.
"Snnnff… mmnh, VTubers are peak♡"
"U-u, u…."
"Helloooo?"
"H-how did you g-get into… our house…?"
To any observer, it would have looked like Cheon Wooju was the one caught committing a crime. That's how completely she'd shrunk into herself.
"It'd be weird for there to be a wall called a 'door' between senpai and kouhai, wouldn't it? I forced it open and came in."
Park Ahyoung took hold of Cheon Wooju's cheek and turned her face toward her.
"Hehe…♡ I'm going to enjoy this facepussy, thanks for the meaaal♡"
She smiled shyly.
Then, without warning, pressed her lips over hers.
"Mmph!?"
Park Ahyoung's tongue pushed its way into Cheon Wooju's mouth.
Sleek and hot, a piece of living flesh moving by someone else's will slipping into her oral cavity — the first such sensation of her life, and it left Cheon Wooju so flustered she didn't know what to do.
"Nn, mmblph!?"
The sticky inside of her mouth, the taste of flesh and another person's saliva. A stranger's tongue pushing into her body.
And Park Ahyoung was savoring every bit of it too.
"Haaah…♡ The taste of apple-mango energy drink, just the way Urara-senpai likes it…♡"
Park Ahyoung's face pulled back. Her body came back into Cheon Wooju's field of view.
"N-n-naked…?"
Had she been naked from the start? Or had she stripped at some point?
She didn't know. She couldn't know anything. Her mouth was filled to the brim with the scent of mint candy.
Cheon Wooju, twenty-five years old, VTuber, nipple-masturbation addict — her first kiss was thus permanently locked into her memory as the taste of mint candy.
Below her face, sharp and lovely collarbones. Below those, enormous breasts.
And lower than even that —
Cheon Wooju felt something hot and hard touch her thigh.
"…Huh?"
She looked down.
A cock — big and thick, drooling precum from its tip, something she'd never even seen in porn — was standing tall and proud.
"A-a cock…!? Wh-why, why do you have a cock? Are you, are you a maaan…!?"
"I'm a woman. A futanari, to be precise. I've got a fully functional pussy too."
Right after she'd been sucked into the otherworld she'd gone around shouting things like 'I'm a man!', but by now she had fully adapted to her body and identity as a woman.
"A f-futanari…!? Those actually exist in real life!?"
"Ah, you recognize the Hugging-Band thing! I'm one of those Returnees, you see."
"R-re, Re… Returnee…!"
People who'd been pulled into another world and come back.
Except they didn't come back with just their bodies — they returned carrying magic and superhuman abilities that modern civilization couldn't explain, and were treated as persons of interest.
"Urara-senpai, let me get straight to the point."
Park Ahyoung's fingertip came to rest around her areola. The border between white skin and pink.
"Senpai, won't you let me make you cum over and over today, until you pass out and your brain turns to mush♡ and you become a sloppy, sticky, cum-slurping bitch in heat?"
"…Hwuh?"
Cheon Wooju's mind went blank. A line like that — not in Hitomi, but in real life?
"I've been wondering for a while — senpai, are you the type who's totally helpless in real life? A glass cannon? Mm-hm, that type's popular too, you know. A very classic, very delicious cliché♡"
"I-I am not!?"
For all that she was a shut-in loser, Cheon Wooju suddenly felt her contrarian streak flare up.
"I'm— whatever, I'm not! You know this is br-br-breaking and entering, right!? If you don't want me reporting you right now— a-and I'm not really a shut-in warrior or anyth—"
"Lying when you're a shut-in loser is a bad look♡"
With those words, Park Ahyoung's fingers pinched Cheon Wooju's nipple.
"Hyaaaahngh!?♡"
"Your nipples and areolae are all flushed red — you've been playing with them this whole time, haven't you? I already knew our Urara-senpai was a chronic nipple-jilling addict, but I had no idea it was this serious♡ You're just too adorable♡"
Around and around her areola — round♡ and round♡ and round♡
"Nnnhaaah!?!?♡"
"Heehee, you're precious♡ If I check your PC's search history and browser history, it's just stuffed full of porn sites and Hitomi pages and eroge storefronts, isn't it?"
Tap♡ tap-tap♡ on the long side of her swollen nipple.
"H-how do you know about tha—!"
"Because I know everything? I'm one of the Pijwi who looooooove Urara-senpai with all my heart! In my personal rankings… I'm a whopping number four!"
And with that rather ambiguous number to be proud of, she seized the overheated nipple… squeezed it tight… and then… squuuuuuuueeeezed♡
"Nnnhaaaagh!?♡♡♡♡"
Cheon Wooju's body bucked, and she came from nothing but nipple stimulation alone.
Her thighs clamped straight shut, pressing against each other. Sweat beaded on her forehead. Fresh pussy-juice soaked into panties that were already perpetually damp, adding to the slick mess. Into a room already thick with the rank smell of a female in heat, another layer of fresh, raw female musk was added.
"Snnnnfff… haaah…♡"
Park Ahyoung drank in that VTuber's female musk to her heart's content, then buried her face between the shuddering Cheon Wooju's armpit and breast — and made her raise her arm.
"Wooow… a VTuber's smooth, silky armpit-pussy♡ But why does a shut-in hikikomori like you have zero armpit hair? Constitution? Or did you wax recently?"
Sniff, sniff — Park Ahyoung buried her nose in the armpit.
"Nnnh♡ The smell of lewd female juices is so rich. Something like this deserves to be savored properly, he-nnh♡"
With a shloop-shloop♡ sound, Park Ahyoung pressed her lips to the skin.
"Nngh♡ Ah♡"
A ticklish pleasure. A faint, gentle sensation like weak sexual pleasure spread from Cheon Wooju's armpit to her chest.
"Yuzuha-senpai, would you like a taste too?"
"Hwuh…?"
Yuzuha? I'm not Yuzuha, I'm…?
"I-I'm fine…."
"!?"
When Cheon Wooju whipped her head around, her fellow 1st Gen member — Jung Yumi, the Inside Person behind Shinohara Yuzuha — was staring blankly this way, squirming her thighs together.
"Yu-Yuzuha…! H-help, help meee…!"
The shut-in warrior Cheon Wooju desperately called for help.
However.
"Yap."
"Hwuh…?"
Cheon Wooju suddenly felt as though her body had somehow, strangely changed.
Jung Yumi breathed out, dazed.
"Wow… so that's how she changes…."
Changes? Into what? Huh? Huh? What the?
Cheon Wooju — no, Akasaka Urara — realized that the inside of her mouth had changed somehow.
Sharp fangs, like a vampire's.
And her hair, catching the edge of her vision, was no longer ordinary black but a red as deep as blood.
"Eh…?"
Flustered, she touched her ears — they had become pointed too.
Just like.
Just like the lore of BijouLive 1st Gen's Akasaka Urara — the half-vampire.
"I… I've…? I've become, Urara…?"
As Urara murmured blankly to herself, Park Ahyoung's hands came to rest on her face once more.
"Nnheehee, Urara-senpaai…♡"
"Mmph…♡"
Her mouth was claimed and sucked at all over again.
Kiss. Sweet. Sticky. Lewd. Mucous membrane on mucous membrane. Tongue against tongue. Every brush sent sparks crackling through her skull, shivers♡ of pleasure pouring down through her cervical spine and into her backbone.
"Shloop♡ Haaah, Urara-senpaai…♡ I love youuu♡"
Park Ahyoung's cock had already been enormous before.
But Urara now realized that even that hadn't been a full erection. The cock that was now harder, bigger, hotter, and thicker than before was prodding insistently at her navel — genuinely poking at her belly button as if it wanted to reach past it and put a baby in her.
"Nnghoooh…♡"
Urara couldn't help letting out the whimpers of a pitiful, helpless, rutting female in heat.