Chapter 14 - At the Gym (1)
Flash.
Defeat Two E-rank Heroes
🎁 Reward: One double-barreled shotgun and 30 rounds of 20-gauge shells or 200 Villain Points (VP)
On a bright morning where the pure white sun fits perfectly, I open my eyes using the sound of the Status Window popping up as my alarm. Seeing that Min Eunjeong isn't stirring at all, it seems the Status Window sound isn't audible to anyone else.
Well, that's obvious if it's obvious. But a quest, huh?
I'm arriving a bit late anyway—does this thing have some kind of threshold? Whatever, this is good. I need to plan my next moves around it. Escape. If I can just deal with the Unique Ability hanging over my head, I can get out in no time.
First, I should check if quests can clear in multiples. This crazy bitch for real.
Suddenly, I realize my body won't move. Looking up, wondering what's up—Min Eunjeong's crushing me flat with her whole body.
She's gotta weigh at least 70kg... She looks like she has barely any fat, but unlike her waist, her weight is insane. All because of that ridiculously huge ass and tits? Plausible. Classic Coke-bottle figure. Her weight's concentrated top and bottom, making her waist super slim.
No way I can get up alone.
She's been pinning me all night—my body's going numb... At this rate, I'll be paralyzed everywhere. I barely wriggle my arm free and tap Min Eunjeong's head.
"Hey, um... hey..."
Cautiously, like waking a lion, I call out to Min Eunjeong. Wouldn't want to piss her off with rudeness and get morning mating press or something—that could actually kill me.
"Mmngh..."
After tapping a few times, she lets out a short groan and rustles up from her spot.
Whew, finally free. It's like electricity shot through my veins—tingling all over.
"Hoo, hey, what time is it?"
"I, uh, don't really know..."
"Fuck, gotta hit the gym at 11. Shit, we're totally late."
For some reason, Min Eunjeong's buck naked. Pretty sure she had a top and undies on before I passed out last night, but nope. Anyway, her pink-nippled slabs of titmeat swaying, she hops out of bed.
"Hey, what do you wanna eat? Cereal or something simple?"
"A-Aren't we late...? Shouldn't we hurry?"
"Pfft, skipping one gym day won't kill ya. Come on quick. Eat and let's go another round."
I heard long-time gym rats have this routine ingrained—skip a day and they get psychologically fucked up. And this woman, with abs carved deep into her gut like she's been at it forever, skipping because she's lazy? World-shaking stuff.
Another round, huh. She wanna fight me? No way she'd think fighting a kid who can't even use his Unique Ability makes sense. Crazy bitch.
Nah, probably not that. Logically, after fucking me senseless, she wouldn't pick a fight. "Another round" must be East Asian slang for sex. Please let it be.
"Cereal's meh... Toast for breakfast then?"
"Y-Yeah..."
Min Eunjeong crawls into the kitchen like that. Why the naked apron look? Just put on clothes, you mutt. I'd give her a knuckle sandwich if I had the power.
"Hum hum..."
She hums a tune that doesn't suit her, shaking that fat ass side to side in rhythm. What the hell's this disgrace in a sacred kitchen?
Crazy slut. I wanna sweet-talk her, but seeing this annoying shit makes curses bubble up. Hoo, one smack to the back of the head would feel so good.
"Done."
Soon enough, she whips up toast and plates it on the table. White bread wafting butter and fried egg smells.
She cooks better than expected. 30 years single probably. Makes sense—this big house is spotless, so she cleans diligently too. Ladylike in that way. Doesn't suit her at all.
Why only one fork, though?
My plate has fork and knife, but hers is empty. She gonna eat with hands? Peeking, she's just staring blankly at my fork.
What the...? Last fork in the house? Then why give it to me?
"Hey."
"Y-Yes?"
"What're you doing? Feed me."
"Ah."
That's why. Won't lift a finger, just make me do it. She cooked, so whatever, but treating me like a servant pisses me off more.
"Got it. Open wide."
"Aah..."
I grip the knife right-handed, fork left, align straight. Slice the fried egg slow with just my wrist, lay it on the bread. Manners Mom drilled into me as a kid. Whined it was Yankee shit, but French-born Mom beat it into me. Bittersweet memory, burned to ash now.
Shake it off. Focus on the plate.
"Ooh..."
Min Eunjeong's eyes widen in awe at my elegant knife work.
Country bumpkin slut. Not dissing Asians—they just use chopsticks and spoons, never seen this. Shoulders puff up.
"Mmm, tastes better when you feed me."
She chews like a baby bird from mama, swallows.
"Ah. Mouth feels sticky though. Burned the bread earlier? Tsk, need something to wash it down..."
"W-Why're you looking at me like that...?"
Why that scary glare? What'd I do? Knife work was perfect...
"When your mouth's all sticky, nothing beats milk."
"M-Milk? Oh, I'll grab some from the fridge."
"Nah, no need. Got a milk cow right here."
"M-Milk cow?"
"Or cock-cow? Bon appétit!"
Cock-cow...? No way she means morning fellatio!
"Just a quick suck."
"Aaaah!"
Before I react, she pounces, yanks down pants and undies, exposing my dick, and engulfs the head with her lips.
"F-Fuck, this shit first thing in the morning..."
I mutter at her shameless depravity, but she ignores, shoving it deep into her throat.
"Urk!"
Hips buck involuntarily. Back already wrecked from yesterday... Sharp pain crawls up my spine. But it mixes with pleasure spreading from dick to body, turning agony to bliss.
"Mmngh, slurp, slurp, haa, gulp, pwah, jaw's gonna unhinge. Dick tastes better than expected though? Slurp! Mmm."
She slowly wraps her tongue around the massive shaft, bobbing up and down. Saliva coats the outside. Then she dives deep again without hesitation.
Why the fuck suck dick? Jerk it off if you want cum. Beyond common sense, this woman.
"Hoo, started as a joke, but sucking for real feels... weirdly good..."
"Urgh..."
"Haa, slurp, slurp, haa, head's getting fuzzy, haa..."
She pants rough, hand to her crotch, fingering her hole with index and middle.
What the hell, breakfast interrupted for this?
"Glrk, mmngh, cum buckets in my mouth hole now. Big sis'll milk it all dry."
"Agh, urgh!"
"Mmmwooo, hehe... Mmmph! Hehe."
Hips jolt up and down like riding rough. She mocks me nonstop while slurping vulgarly. I can't do shit against this overwhelming force... just get my dick sucked. Ah, this is bad for real. Gotta escape somehow. Head's turning... white, like paint poured in my skull.
"Urgh!"
Finally, my spasming body lifts like a broken machine. White cum sprays spurt, spurt.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, body twists. Gurgle, gurgle—like piss exploding from a bladder, it keeps pouring.
Min Eunjeong, dick jammed in her mouth, panics to catch it all.
"Glrk!?"
The volume rivals shaken cola—insane. Emptied so much outside yesterday, yet not less... more.
"Hrk? Urgh!"
Like someone refilled it, way more than yesterday. How's this tiny 150cm body hold it? Thick white, not watery—human mystery.
"Mmngh, gulp... glug, glug, glug. Pwahhh, haa, haa."
Greedy Min Eunjeong can't swallow it all—most spills down. Huge tits catch it, not reaching floor.
"Haaaa... F-Fuck, insane load. Just meant a sip for refreshment. Stomach's full... And the smell, taste—driving me nuts..."
Uh-oh, why that face from yesterday? And why's she closing in?
"Ah, can't hold back. Planned light post-breakfast fuck, but this thick? Womb's pounding, can't resist..."
That day, I finally escaped after seven consecutive loads into Min Eunjeong.
