A Dog's Dream
""..........""
It was awkward.
Insanely, unbearably awkward.
Her focus refused to settle, wandering restlessly from one spot to another.
When only the sound of their breathing brushed against her ears, Sunu was the first to break the silence.
"Sorry."
"Ah—no, it's nothing you need to apologize for, Sunu..."
"Still. I'm sorry."
"Ah-nn... th-that... uuuuuh...!"
He lowered his head in apology.
It wasn't something he should be apologizing for. If anyone needed to apologize, it was her...
...If I really think about it.
Was this even something to be ashamed of?
She had done far worse things than this.
Did her body even have enough value left for her to feel embarrassed just because her breasts had been seen?
"Ayoung."
"!—Sunu?"
The thought had risen unbidden.
As if answering it, Sunu lifted his head and spoke.
"I'll grant you one wish."
"What do you mean...?"
"A wish. Anything within my power—I'll make one thing happen for you."
"........."
She should have said, You don't have to do that.
But somehow the words wouldn't leave her mouth.
Because—it was too perfect an opportunity.
Like a chance handed down from the heavens themselves, it fit her needs exactly.
Ayoung quietly exhaled right where she stood.
"Hooo..."
Should she?
Shouldn't she?
Was it okay to ask?
Would it be all right?
After layer upon layer of hesitation, at the very end of one final breath—
"...Please... do it."
"Hm? What was that?"
Ayoung spoke.
"Please... forgive me."
".........."
He didn't answer.
She already knew. Sunu wouldn't answer.
Because...
"I... like you, Sunu."
"I only realized it now."
"It was too late... far too late..."
"Without even knowing my own heart, I went to another man..."
"...and still... this filthy, garbage version of me..."
She had to say it.
What she wanted forgiveness for.
What she wanted to repent for.
After all, confession only shines when you are completely honest with yourself.
She laid every last sin bare before him. A faint smile touched Sunu's lips as he looked at her and answered.
"Why the hell are you agonizing over something so pointless?"
"...What?"
A reaction she hadn't expected at all.
And what followed—
"These days, is there even a woman left who hasn't had experience? And you're an Awakener on top of that—what more is there to say?"
"B-but... but I even ended up carrying a chi—"
"—Ah, sorry about that. I promised I'd come find you before, but I never made it, did I? My bad. Hyewon kept clinging and wouldn't let me leave..."
"I... I see. Then I suppose it couldn't be helped..."
What.
What even was this.
It was hard to accept.
The whole situation felt far too much like a dream.
"If anything, I think you're amazing. You didn't end up getting rid of the child—you went through with it, right? It must've been rough, but you held on well."
"Sunu..."
His hand settled on top of her head.
A gentle stroke.
Soft and warm, and so reminiscent of a certain day long ago that the touch—
"You did well, Ayoung."
"......!"
Back in their Academy days.
The same words, the same touch, the same gentle eyes that had soothed her while she was still in her uniform.
The person she could always lean on, the one who had always held her up.
"........."
"? Why are you suddenly crying?"
"Ah..."
Yes.
This was it.
This was the sight that had made her fall in love.
She hadn't realized it back then, but now she finally understood.
"I love you."
She said it.
"I love you... I... love you..."
She poured every last scrap of strength into the cry.
"I love you... because I love you...!"
The words she hadn't been able to say back then.
The words she still hadn't been able to say even now.
The single phrase she had hidden, forgotten, taken for granted, and finally lost completely—
"I love you more than anyone else in the entire world, Sunu!"
She shouted it.
She called it out at the top of her lungs.
Both hands pressed hard against her chest, she hurled the sound out with every ounce of sincerity she possessed.
"...Ayoung."
"!—Sunu..."
She closed her eyes.
He would reject her. Of course he would.
Because she was the one who had hurt him so badly.
And besides, there were already other women at his side.
She had thought the party was long dissolved and no one remained near him—but when she opened her eyes, still more women had gathered around him.
They filled every space as if her place had never existed at all.
Unlike her—unlike this weak, pathetic version of herself—he had always possessed the kind of charm that drew people to him.
So.
Surely, if it was Sunu...
"I like you too."
"...Hweh?"
She had been so certain he would reject her...
"Hnn—?!"
Their lips met.
Rough, dry lips.
And at the same time unbearably hot and sticky.
A dense kiss so thick it threatened to snatch her consciousness away the moment she let go.
"Haaup... uup... chuuup...!"
Her waist nearly gave out without her realizing it.
Both eyes squeezed tightly shut as her entire body trembled.
Breathing was difficult. Her heart pounded so hard and fast it felt ready to burst.
Ah... aaaa??
She couldn't keep up.
She couldn't catch the pace.
But it felt good. So good. Pleasure flooded every inch of her body.
"...Why are you just standing there? We're dating now, aren't we?"
"Hweh? Eh, ehhp, hieee...?"
Thump.... thump....
Her heart rang out large and strong.
And beyond it, what she saw was—
"For now... yeah. Want to hold hands and walk together?"
"........."
Wearing their Academy student uniforms.
Beside the Academy athletic field, next to a fountain shaded by a huge tree.
Ayoung walked in a daze, holding Sunu's hand.
"Ah, this is good."
"It's delicious..."
They ate cotton candy together.
"The professor acts like we're only taking his class."
"Y-you really shouldn't say things like that...!"
"There's a saying that you can even curse socialism in places the Party can't see."
"...Huh?"
They walked side by side while she listened to Sunu's strange stories, and
"".............""
In front of a motel.
Ayoung and Sunu met each other's eyes.
Should we go in?
Shall we go in...?
Without a word they tightened their linked hands.
They didn't speak, yet both felt they were of the same mind.
"...Ssssss."
"Uu... uuuu...!"
They rented a room.
Took the key and stepped inside.
It was awkward.
Endlessly awkward.
But it wasn't bad.
"...You wash first."
"Yeees..."
She washed her body.
Tidied herself carefully.
Looked at her reflection in the clean, fog-free glass.
No stretch marks were visible.
A figure neither excessive nor lacking.
A body that showed no passage of time—exactly the body from her student days.
Untouched by anyone else's hands.
Pure and unstained—
she offered it.
"I'm putting it in?"
"Yes... please...!"
She offered it to Sunu.
—Thud, thk!
"Euk——!!"
The pain of being forcibly stretched open inside.
A sharp, stinging ache. Yet pleasure greater still began rising slowly from below.
"Sorry... did it hurt a lot?"
"N-no... it didn't..."
She lowered her head. Dropped her gaze.
The bright red bloodstain was clear.
Virginity.
The mark of purity.
That purity, that innocence—she had given it to Sunu.
"Haaaang...!"
A moan slipped out naturally.
With both arms and both legs she pulled Sunu close.
He stirred deliciously inside her.
They fitted together perfectly.
Hot flesh. A damp, stifling, steadily pressing weight.
Her lower belly tingled while the space between her legs itched and fluttered.
Her clit swelled so stiff that the lightest brush made her whole body jolt.
"Sunu... Sunuuu...!!"
Euk, chuuuu... ♬
He kissed her.
While her pussy was being pounded open she received the kiss ♬
Gentle hands. A scorching cock. Her body, flushed as hot as it could get, squeezed him with everything it had as if begging for his seed.
"Kh... coming....!"
"Yes! Cum! Pour all of Sunu's baby batter into Ayoung's filthy dog-pussy!!!"
Ah... it's coming.
Comingcomingcomingcomingaaaah!!
Byurut, byurururut!
"It's heeere....!!"
She clamped her legs shut with all her strength.
Genitals sealed without a gap. From the tip of the glans aimed precisely at her cervix, baby batter erupted in a fierce stream.
Semen that looked ready to impregnate her on the spot spilled out mixed with love juices and a faint wisp of steam the moment he pulled free.
"Ah... no....!"
What a waste.
It mustn't come out ♬
She scooped the semen up with her hands and shoved it back inside; her womb fluttered as if it might ovulate right then.
"Ayoung..."
"...Sunu ♬"
Panting breaths.
She knew. She could read it.
That look in his eyes. That cock already twitching as if ready to impregnate the female in front of him, steeped in lust and desire.
"Chubububub... ♬"
She took him root-deep into her mouth and sucked.
The taste of semen and juices, blood and sweat mixed together was foul and metallic and disgusting—but for the Sunu she loved, there was no reason she couldn't drink it.
"Uum... um... eeuup—beeeeh.... ♡"
She rolled it around inside her mouth.
Mixed it thoroughly with saliva, gathered it on the center of her tongue, and showed him.
"...You filthy bitch."
"Hweeeh... ♡"
Yes.
I'm a filthy bitch.
A dirty dog-pussy whore who couldn't last a single day without Sunu's cock.
So... sooooo...!
"Cock... cock cock cockkkk!!"
Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
A cock slamming into her womb like mad.
From glans to root. Every time it battered her cervix her breath stopped and her vision went white.
Once like that.
And again.
Baby batter pouring endlessly into her womb.
Until at last it settled in her belly, became a child, and her stomach gradually began to swell.
"Our child... my child is right here..."
"...It's Sunu's child."
Sunu pressed his cheek against her swollen belly, overflowing with joy.
"With a baby inside me... haeuut ♬"
"A filthy dog-pussy bitch doesn't need to worry about that, right?"
"Yes... that's right! Ayoung is just Master's lust-disposal dog-pussy!!"
Even as her belly grew so large that her body was no longer attractive at all, Sunu still desired her.
And then—
"My child... our child, Ayoung."
"Yes.... ♡"
When she gave birth.
Holding her hand beside her.
Gently cradling both her and the baby—
"You did well, Ayoung."
".....Hnnn ♬"
He laid his hand on her cheek and stroked it softly.
The touch, like petting a cat, felt a little unfamiliar and embarrassing.
Even so, she didn't dare refuse. How could she refuse?
When he was being so kind.
When he was loving her this much.
She let herself relax into that hand and nestled once more into Sunu's arms.
"Ayoung."
And then—
"Apple. Want some?"
".......What?"
An apple.
Peeled and neatly sliced.
"...No."
She refused.
She didn't want to eat it.
"Want an apple?"
"...I don't want it."
He offered it to her again.
"Want an apple?"
"I don't want it... I don't want to eat it!"
Even when she refused, even when she kept refusing—
"Apple. Eat."
"Ah.... aeuup... uup.... uuuuup....!!"
Apple.
Apple.
And then—
"─────Hup...!?!"
"Oh?"
When her eyes opened.
The person right beside her.
"You awake?"
"Sun...u...?"
Sunu spoke.
"Want some strawberries?"
"...Yes."
Whatever it was, it was better than apples.