An Eye for an Eye, a Tooth for a Tooth
"Ahhh...! Hic! Ahh! O-Oppa...!"
Every time he slams his hips down, a raw moan bursts from the plump lips of the woman bent over beneath him. Her skin, once smooth and white as porcelain when they first met, is now covered in blotchy red blooms. All of them flowers planted by his touch.
He slaps her ass with a sharp crack and asks, "Was I your oppa?"
"Haaah...! A dick's a dick—any guy's oppa. Aaah! Th-there, yes...! Deeper... Ahhh! Hic! Ah!"
He thrusts in so deep he hits her womb, and she thrashes in ecstasy. After pounding her from behind for what feels like forever, she climbs on top of him this time. She shakes her hips, mashing her tits together, so he assumes she wants him to touch them—grabs her stiff nipples, twists and pulls. She screams in delight.
So, what was her name again?
Park Yuseol from Lunabi? Something like that. Lately, he's been fucking so many rookies because of that annoying prick, the names are all jumbling in his head. All idols, all with that similar vibe. The kind they call "mass-produced" or "business idols"? Whatever. There's only one reason he's balls-deep in this one.
"Haaang...! Ah! Aaa! Oppa, I'm going crazy—! Hak! Ahhh!"
Because the girl moaning on top of him is one of that Solaris bastard's pocket women.
'But she doesn't seem that well-managed, does she?'
Pocket woman. Funny term, but it basically means a future life partner. In simple terms, an unofficial girlfriend? From his perspective, she's in the same league as Kim Nayun, Ria, or Lee Seoyeon. But Kim Seongchan's girl spread her legs for his light flirting right away. Unlike his Nayun, who'd rejected flirts a dozen times.
That says everything about how little faith and trust she has in Kim Seongchan.
"Ahhh! Haaang! Aaah...! Oppa! I'm... cumming...! Ah! Cum! I'm cumming—! Haaaa! Huaaah!"
Park Yuseol bucks wildly on top of him as he pumps thick semen deep inside her. Creampieing an active idol, but she takes it eagerly, lovingly.
"Hee... I hope I get pregnant."
"Wouldn't you have to quit being an idol?"
"Yeah, but I don't really care."
Wasn't being an idol her dream? He gives her a puzzled look, and she scratches her cheek before speaking up.
"Truth is, I can still do entertainment stuff without being an idol. Even if I quit, I could go indie with personal broadcasts."
And if she has a kid, she could even do parenting streams? Those are super popular these days, apparently. Looks like she's prepared for pregnancy contingencies. Staring so fondly at her pussy overflowing with his cum... it stirs something weird in him.
'An idol pregnant with my kid.'
Hmm...
"Ah! It got bigger."
"Wanna do it with your mouth?"
"We could go another round..."
Tempting, but no can do—he's got a schedule next. Still, he can't resist her mouth-pussy, so he's enjoying Park Yuseol's service when his phone on the nightstand buzzes. White latest-model. Hers.
"Oh? It's Kim Seongchan."
She glances at the screen name and sneaks a look at him.
"Should I pick up?"
"Up to you. What do you wanna do?"
For a split second, he pictures those Hitomi scenes—fucking her from behind while she takes a call from Kim Seongchan. But post-nut clarity hits, and it's kinda annoying. Park Yuseol shakes her head too.
"Don't wanna. He's probably just calling to get his dick wet."
She shuts off the phone and peeks at him slyly.
"But you're really giving me that song, right?"
"As long as you keep your promise."
"Of course!"
She beams and takes his cock back in her mouth. While savoring a pro idol's blowjob, he sorts through recent events in his mind.
Based on what Choi Yeji from Girls Minute told him, he'd stolen every girl Kim Seongchan was seeing. Stealing taken women sounded tricky, but in this reversed world with his Genius Face (SS), it wasn't. Still, he figured it'd take time to really screw the guy over.
Is this world's dating culture just weird, or is Kim Seongchan a total idiot?
Like Park Yuseol slurping his dick right now, Kim Seongchan's girls fell into his hands way too easily. He hooked them with superior looks and charm, then tempted with the killer songs mid-tier idols crave. That combo was broken.
'After that, smooth sailing.'
In exchange for the songs, he made one proposal to Kim Seongchan's girls: Feel free to see other guys, but ignore that prick's calls completely. Every single one nodded eagerly.
"[Because of the KBC Song Festival, right?]"
"[Yes!]"
All switched to him. Just like Park Yuseol sucking away now.
He hadn't even planned to give them songs at first. Girls Minute sold 70k first-week copies and got some fan recognition, but the rest were flops barely cracking 5k—they might not even handle his tracks. But when Girls Minute dropped a YouTube vid seizing the moment, he changed his mind.
Why? Because:
Girls Minute performed "Like the Stars" with an excellent show. Fan satisfaction: ♥♥♥♥
1 IP gained.
Not even BOZ girls, but singing his song netted IP. Killing two birds—one stone? Stealing Kim Seongchan's idols and farming IP.
* * *
Heading to the company after ages. He'd been too busy stealing Kim Seongchan's girls amid schedules to drop by lately.
'All cut off contact, right?'
Kim Seongchan must be losing his mind imagining what happened. The thought of him stress-ripping his hair out makes Jimin chuckle. Recent Solaris stage flubs already had fans worried—guy's mentally fragile.
'Time to push harder.'
He'd nabbed Kim Seongchan's girls, but the biggest catch remained: his true love. Not just a pocket girl—the real deal, right here at BOZ.
"Out banging randoms left and right, huh? How'd you even make time for the office?"
Unpacking in his private studio, a voice calls from behind. Choi Nahee, one of BOZ's top producers. The sulk in her tone? He's sharp enough to catch it. So he strides over, shoves his hand right between her legs.
"Coming to find me the second I clock in? Looks like our producer's all hot and bothered..."
"Hngh...!"
He plunges fingers into her sopping wetness, ravaging her.
"Slave can't wait patiently, so she hunts down her master? Cheeky bitch?"
"B-But...!"
"But what?"
"S-Sorry... Sorry... Nghhh!"
He scrapes her G-spot, and she claws at him, thrashing. That gloomy aura and killer "main producer" status, mixed with prickly passion—trainees whisper "Tiger Producer." But before him? Just a cumdump spreading at a finger twitch.
"Nghh! Uh...!"
The more he works her, the more she bounces and squirts. Seeing her melted bitch-face hardens his cock instantly. He spins her around and slams in.
"Hauk...! Heuk! Ahhh! Ah! Augh!"
He crushes her with his weight, pounding her pussy raw, imprinting her place as bitch and slave. Then, her dazed eyes clear as she politely cleans his cock.
"Not just here for a mindless fuck, right...? What's up?"
"Uh... You get it?"
"My slave ain't that dumb."
She blushes shyly, licking his glans—taking it as praise.
'Not wrong, so yeah, praise.'
Only two months as his sex slave, but she's devoted to the role. No oversteps, no booty calls without reason. Like today.
"Heard you've been handing out songs everywhere?"
"Oh, the B-grades?"
"B-grade?"
"Yeah. Practice sketches. Why?"
"Word's spreading. 'BOZ exclusive producer ignores our girls for decent tracks to rivals.'"
"Hmm..."
He knows who. In-house composers and producers—not exclusive, but company folks. Pros past amateur, but no hits yet. Jealous normies hating on genius.
"If they hate it so much, make songs for company girls themselves."
"...That's why they're bitching—they can't. So, what's the deal?"
"With what?"
"Those B-grades. B to them, but solid from our view. Like Girls Minute's 'Like the Stars'."
She licks his shaft, clearly fishing for why he's distributing.
Only Kim Nayun and Ria know. "Long story... Ah, deeper. Not feeling it."
"Oop... Slurp!"
He explains: Starting with that Solaris creep Kim Seongchan trying dirty shit on Nayun at KBC Song Festival, to stealing all his girls for payback. Handing songs to make them ghost him.
"......"
Choi Nahee blinks wide-eyed, deepthroating him—shocked, big time.
"But it's not over. That fucker's got a real crush here at BOZ."
She finally milks his load, cleans up, and asks, "Who?"
"Lily."
Foxy's main vocal, second to Ria in fan love. Baseball nut called the Baseball Goddess. Kim Seongchan's crush.
"...High standards."
Choi Nahee snorts. Even in this man-scarce world, Lily's top-tier looks and talent. Solaris can't touch her.
"Heard he's got over 500 Lily pics on his phone."
"Pathetic. Some fans act like dick ownership means claim."
She sneers knowingly—plenty like that.
He straightens his clothes. "So, I'm making that Lily mine."
Can't wait to see Kim Seongchan crumble.
"...Not sure that's wise."
Choi Nahee mutters softly, slipping on panties. What's that mean?