Self-Hypnosis 1
After that wild romp at the chicken restaurant, I somehow made it home safely. Of course, I was completely drained of strength, so Jung Taeyang carried me all the way there—still with him inside me. The silver lining was that it was the dead of night, so no one was around. Right before we left the restaurant, the owner walked in, and I thought something bad might happen, but Taeyang used the hypnosis app once, and everything resolved itself like nothing had occurred. He said he put some kind of hypnosis on those two gold-tanned guys and the blue-haired woman too. Honestly, they're not people I ever want to see again, so whatever. The gold-tanned brothers seemed nice enough, but that was it—they were just nice. They didn't help at all. If I run into them later, I might say hi, but that's where it ends. The little brother and the blue hair? Forget it.
"Haa..."
The moment we got home, I collapsed like I'd passed out. When I woke up, I sipped some barley tea while stroking my belly. It was still tingling faintly... Guess that means it felt that good. What a wretched pussy. No matter how you slice it, it's my body—how can it react without my say-so? Is the ownership of my pussy not even mine anymore? Has it been transferred to Jung Taeyang?
"No way..."
The thought sent a chill down my spine. With the hypnosis app, who knows? It's not really a hypnosis app anyway—calling it a cheat app wouldn't feel off at all. It ignores the laws of physics and everything. What kind of hypnosis app does that?
I grumbled about the hypnosis app's ridiculousness as I flopped onto the bed. My durable body recovered its physical condition in no time, but my mental state was still off. And his touch... it still lingered...
"..."
Before I knew it, my hand was caressing my jaw, and I yanked it away in a panic. Why was I stroking my jaw? Was I missing Taeyang's touch that much?
"No, fuck, what kind of nonsense is that..."
I covered my face with both hands, then freaked out again. Why was I acting like such a girly girl?
"Ugh..."
Truth be told, it was ridiculous even saying that. I'd sucked cock who-knows-how-many times and been fucked just as much—did it even matter now? But still...
"This can't go on..."
I sat up in bed, legs demurely pressed together like a proper girl. Staring at myself, I lamented my life, then carefully spread my legs to the sides. A guy's sitting posture—legs slightly apart.
"..."
It felt awkward. I couldn't explain why, but I had this weird urge to squeeze my legs together and clasp my hands neatly. Was it hormones? Or the game's character correction?
"Urk..."
I squeezed my eyes shut and forced my legs wider. Not much—just about shoulder-width. My shoulders had narrowed since becoming a woman, so maybe a bit more. ...From now on, I have to consciously do this. Otherwise, I'll really turn weird...
After enduring that trial for a bit, I got up and sat at the vanity. I had no idea why I was agonizing over something like this, but it was surprisingly tough. It felt like if there was a personal time-and-mind chamber, it'd be forcing this posture on me.
"Haa..."
I sighed and applied toner to my face. Skincare was important either way. Following Lee Sebin's memories in my head, I did the basic routine, tidied up simply, and applied lipstick. Nothing flashy—a soft, pale shade. Being from the countryside, she didn't go heavy on makeup anyway. Of course, she was pretty without it.
"Hmm..."
I brushed my hair a few times while looking in the mirror, then stood. Stretching slowly as I headed to bed, I realized something was off. Why did I do makeup? ...I'd gotten too used to dolling up like a girl naturally. The memories of Lee Sebin I'd gained from transmigrating into the game weren't a good thing. They were the main culprit feminizing me bit by bit.
I started to wipe it off... but felt like it'd be a waste, so I left it. Yeah, in this day and age, going without makeup gets you called anti-feminist or whatever. Not that I wasn't pretty without it anyway.
With those pointless thoughts, I got up. I had a smartphone, YouTube, the internet— even the games from my past life—but I didn't feel like it. No clue why. Hormones again?
"Haa..."
This had to be Taeyang's doing too. He'd changed my hobbies to masturbation, turning me into a vulgar slut who only craves pussy-pounding all day, all to make me his personal fuckhouse... Horrifying... What else could it be? Whatever.
Anyway, the real problem was that I wanted to masturbate. It was obvious. I'd gone out yesterday because I was in heat, and after meeting Taeyang, we'd fucked until I was limp. Same reason as yesterday, probably? Instead of jilling off, I'd tried working it out with exercise. And the result...
"Is it because it's an eroge world..."
It felt like stepping outside would greet me with all sorts of lewd events. Scary. Too scary to even leave the house... But whether from hormones or Taeyang's hypnosis, the only thing I could do at home was masturbate. Even trying to watch YouTube somehow led me to search porn sites, and starting an online game ended with me groping myself without realizing.
In the midst of it, my eyes fell on the pile of sex toys shoved in the corner.
"..."
No, absolutely not... I have to stop myself from developing my body. If I turn into a premature squirter he'd love, there's no fixing it.
I averted my eyes and decided to look for something else. ...Maybe explore the house? It's been about two weeks since I moved in, but I barely know it. Bed, my room, kitchen, bathroom. That's it... Might as well search the layout. Maybe there's a hidden room. Unlikely in an eroge character's place, but who knows.
For that reason, I thoroughly rummaged through the house... and
"Ack."
I actually found it. A secret room.
"W-wait, hold on. Can I really go in...?"
The living room wall felt off in one spot, so I pressed it, and a hidden door appeared. The secret room looked ordinary. The door matched the house's style, and inside, flipping the light revealed something like my room. Just a normal room.
"What, what is this..."
...Honestly, super creepy. Doesn't this lead to serial killers or something? The hypnosis game might suddenly turn thriller. Maybe a monster lives inside...
I cautiously stepped in. Why thriller all of a sudden? I hate thrillers... But the room just had a desk with two smartphones on it. I examined them carefully. And atop them, a placard reading
Hypnosis App
"...Huh?"
In the Hypnosis Game, Lee Sebin is called the heroine. Considering it's a male-oriented hypnosis eroge, that's pretty unusual. You don’t call them ‘targets to conquer’—you call them heroines, so why "heroine" for her? Sure, in the second playthrough, you can play her in yuri mode, but the other heroines get the same treatment. By that logic, they'd all be heroines too. But no. Hypnosis Game players only call Lee Sebin the heroine.
Why? Because she can get the hypnosis app too. Specifically, it's hidden in the house she moves into. Why? The developers never answered. Just "enjoy it." Anyway, there were mods for reverse-raping with her, all sorts of hypnosis mods, but no one knew exactly. Her house's hidden smartphone changes locations periodically, making it hard to find. Plus, with security programs and such, there are two phones—one's fake. Touch the fake, and you get hypnotized...
And in reality, the phone Lee Sebin touched was the fake one. Talk about bad luck—drawing the dud out of a 1/2 chance. Anyway, she got hypnotized the moment she touched it. Taeyang had sworn not to hypnotize her after yesterday's ordeal, but he couldn't stop her from hypnotizing herself. What can you do? If she insists.
"Hweh...?"