Stalker
Myohwa Serin underwent trauma treatment and returned home.
Trauma treatment.
A method that crushes and blurs memories to minimize symptoms. This is the standard treatment applied to all survivors.
But if a major shock hits again, the memories can come rushing back.
It was a safety measure to ensure survivors suffered at least a little less.
“Hoo… so stuffy.”
She had undergone this procedure once long ago.
But.
It was different this time. Something.
Something was different.
She tried to set aside her hollow heart and sat on the sofa, turning on her phone.
Just out of habit, she scrolled through videos.
“Huh…?”
"Today, our society is rethinking the true meaning of a hero."
"Behind the front lines bathed in dazzling spotlights, he stood alone, bleeding, holding his position."
"Citizens are praising Han Siwoo, the hero who showed them courage."
The man on the screen was someone she'd never seen before.
Han Siwoo.
The hero hailed for the Busan A2 disaster.
He wasn't in her memories. A completely unfamiliar face.
But somehow familiar.
Who is that guy?
Instinctively, she realized.
This stuffiness was because of that man.
“Ah….”
She had to find out for herself.
She was a magical girl specialized in infiltration and covert ops.
Back in her magical girl days, she'd infiltrated enemy strongholds.
Even the heart of dimensional monsters.
She'd gotten caught in the end, but.
A hospital room like that would be a breeze to breach.
So she installed a hidden camera in the man's room and returned home.
What kind of guy is he? A hero?
No. She was certain. Something stickier, more frightening.
Just imagining it made her lower belly buzz, her legs going weak.
“Shall I watch what he's up to?”
She turned on the monitor.
“Lumia Star?”
Yeah, the news said Lumia Star had saved him, right? What's their relationship?
Suddenly, the man tore off the woman's clothes.
“Ah….”
His attitude, like he was about to rape her—it made her pussy throb on its own.
“Eut….”
She felt strange.
“Heu heu.”
What to call it? Her womb was trembling. Her ass and pussy clenching automatically, like waiting for something.
“What is this….”
The seemingly ordinary man started touching Lumia Star's pussy.
And then she came on his hand.
Pathetically, vulgarly.
“Ughguuut!”
Before she knew it, her own hand was plunging into her pussy. Squish, squelch. “Heu heu eut.” Weird. It felt good.
Good? Why?
She'd been so empty all this time. And now suddenly it felt good? She'd seen plenty of other people having sex. Porn, as they called it, many times over.
But no reaction.
So why…?
Squelch.
She pulled her hand out of her panties.
Sticky love juices stretched in strings. It was baffling.
Her sexual barrier was necrophilia. Any man who tried to fuck her ended up dead anyway.
So she'd started using corpses as dildos.
But.
Huh?
“Ughguuuut!!!”
She climaxed.
From masturbating? How, why?
Had she ever cum from masturbation? She couldn't remember.
“Hoo heu u.”
On screen, Han Siwoo tormented Lumia mercilessly. No matter how she thrashed, screamed, begged.
The man, Han Siwoo, didn't stop.
“Hng heut heuuu.”
Squelch squelch squish squelch squiiiish.
One hand rubbing her pussy. The other on her clit.
Her clothes were annoying.
She stripped them off carelessly.
When had her body gotten so hot?
She didn't know. Her mind was blank.
“Siuuuu!”
Han Siwoo's cock came into view.
Big and thick. Veins bulging prominently.
She thought she'd seen plenty.
Dead cocks in the throes of death. Dozens of times.
But.
Different.
That one was different.
“Uhg.”
Just looking made her understand.
That cock. That cock could do it.
She wanted to be ravaged before that cock. To have her pussy plunged by it.
That man could satisfy her desires—she reached that realization.
“Heu♥ heuut.”
Han Siwoo shoved his cock into Lumia.
Lumia's body arched like a bow.
Like a fish flopping, squirting vulgarly.
Spiiiish.
Her body shaking, squirting everywhere as she climaxed. She looks so good….
“Ughguuut!”
Me too, me too. I want to cum like that toooo…. “C-cu-cummingggg♥”
Spiiiish.
“Heuuuu♥ hug♥ heuuu♥ uuut?”
She panted heavily. Did I just squirt?
At a level she'd never experienced in her life. Pleasure that numbed her brain. Vision whiting out in ecstasy.
How?
It felt good. So good her head spun.
Nothing like masturbating with dead bodies.
On a whole other plane.
Her mind numbed, body out of control. That kind of pleasure.
“Heu♥ heuuuu.”
Even savoring the afterglow, her eyes stayed glued to the monitor.
“Gruuuuut gooooood juuguut juuugeeeerrr.”
The female moans under the man. No, that's a bitch in heat.
And….
I….
I want to be under him too.
“Ughguuut.♥”
She pulled out the dildo she'd stashed in the back of her storage shed. Her masturbation tools.
The ones she'd used right after returning as a survivor. Back then, not even a hint of climax.
But she needed something. She was sure she could cum.
She gripped it and plunged it into her pussy.
Heu, hu.
Fantasizing it was the man's cock entering her. Watching the bitch on the monitor beyond.
Imagining that woman was herself.
“Gaaaaaaaah.♥♥”
She squirted all over the monitor.
“Heuuu.”
Collapsed on the bed after climax, but the man on screen was still pounding away.
“Uk uk♥ uguk uuuut♥ uuuut♥ gaaaah.♥”
While she rode multiple afterglows, the woman never got a break, dying in endless pleasure and envy.
“Heuuuu.”
Like she couldn't lose, she plunged into her pussy again.
Me too.
Squelch squelch squish squiiiish. Pounding her pussy with the dildo. Watching the sex before her. And. “Ughguuuut.♥” Spiiiish. Climax.
So easily.
But….
She'd witnessed it.
A climax from masturbation like this was nothing. On another dimension entirely.
A top-rank magical girl turned into a writhing female.
That distant, endless pleasure.
Her whole body shivered. Yearning to be pinned under that man.
She exhaled hot breaths.
“Haaa….”
Human greed knows no bounds. Desires only grow upon fulfillment.
She'd tasted a climax beyond her lifetime.
Through masturbation. Through voyeurism. Squirting vulgarly, savoring that pleasure.
Yet it wasn't enough. No—she'd glimpsed even sweeter fruit.
“Heu heuuu.”
Han Siwoo.
Han Siwoo….
She didn't know who he was. But.
She wanted him. But she didn't want to be hated.
Why? She was the type to kill for what she wanted.
So why?
Am I broken?
No guilt killing people, but scared of being hated. Why…?
Not morality.
Submission.
She wanted to submit to that man.
Why?
Am I a masochist? No.
She's a sadist. Definitely.
But why?
She didn't know.
She gave up thinking and plunged into her pussy.
Just surrendered to pleasure. The sex continued until the man collapsed in exhaustion.
Pounding and pounding.
She masturbated to it all day.
Han Siwoo. Han Siwoo….
That name lingered oddly on her tongue.
She monitored everything via the hidden camera. Today, Han Siwoo was being discharged.
She decided to tail him. She wanted to know his home. Not just his home—everything.
In the aftermath of Father's storm, Lumia and I sat facing each other quietly. How to start a conversation? I'd rushed Father out to somehow smooth things over, but an awkward silence hung in the room. An apology first, probably. Since I'd pounced on her like that.
“Sorry, Lumia. For jumping you like that.”
“No no, I'm sorry too for bruising you up, Siwoo.”
I bowed to Lumia, and she bowed to me.
A familiar pose somehow.
Like the scene when we first met. The day we'd shoved dogeza at each other.
“Doesn't this feel kinda familiar?”
“Pfft haha, yeah. We've been like this from the start, huh?”
We burst out laughing at the same time.
“Haha, nothing's changed.”
“Yeah, guess we're the same then and now.”
“But hey, at least we confirmed each other's feelings, right?”
“Gonna stick by Siwoo's side till we grow old and die.”
Lumia came to my side and linked arms. Sticking close like she wouldn't let go.
I felt her breasts, but decided to just enjoy it.
“Want me to peel the fruit Dad brought?”
“Yeah, sure.”
No point wasting it. And maybe I'd been too harsh on Dad. Should text him later.
Time flew. Spending it with Lumia in the hospital made it pass so quickly.
“Discharge already? Feels fast.”
“Yeah, all thanks to your nursing, Lumia.”
Discharge day arrived. About three days? Basic checks done, cleared to go.
“It's Siwoo's monster recovery that did it.”
“Haha, was it? Mom and Dad both being magical girls, maybe?”
“Your mom too? I heard kids of magical girls are sturdy.”
“Haha, lucky then.”
“Sturdy ain't invincible. Be careful.”
“Got it.”
Stepping out the hospital front doors, fresh air hit us.
“Hold hands?”
“Hehe, yeah!”
Heart all tickly. Like a dream, surreal and fluttery.
Lots happened, but it all worked out.
“Dinner out to celebrate discharge?”
“Ooh, yes! Steak? I know a good spot.”
“A place you recommend? Can't wait.”
“Hehe, you'll love it.”
We reached the parking lot for the car. But.
“Siwoo, wait here a sec.”
Lumia transformed suddenly. Huh?
Vanished in an instant, then reappeared dragging someone bound.
“Myohwa Serin?”
“Heu… uk haeut….”
And then.
“Oghguuut, c-cu-cu-cummingggg.”
Spiiiish.
She squirted all over my shirt.
“Eh?”