I'll Handle the Family's Relief Management From Now On
"From now on, I'll take care of the family's relief management."
"What the hell am I supposed to do? Tell me."
Quest accepted. New skill acquired.
Status window updated. Please check your status window.
As if it had been waiting for this moment, new notifications popped up. I did exactly as instructed and checked my status window.
"Ugh, what the hell is this?!"
160cm and 7.3cm—those must be my height and dick size. Fine, that's just facts, I can live with that. But virgin, celibate, bochu? How does it know all this? Status window, don't you know anything about human rights?! And that last line with all the ejaculation counts. They're all at zero for now, but given my situation, those numbers are obviously gonna skyrocket soon. Not that I'm doing anything... it's me getting it done to me...
This is Baek Eunwoo's current status window.
You can receive useful quests tailored to situations through your trait.
Whining is a skill that temporarily boosts the target's affection, increasing the chances of getting what you want.
Arousal Control is a skill for lowering the target's arousal through sexual acts. You can check the target's arousal level.
The amount of arousal reduction depends on the degree of skinship, ejaculation count, target's satisfaction, etc.
"...Haa. That was just me muttering to myself in disbelief. I wasn't asking for skill info."
Even as I said that, it was pretty useful information. To make good use of the skills, I needed to understand them first.
"So, these skills are for lowering our family's arousal levels, right?"
Linked quest arrived. Accept?
At this point, the status window felt like some sci-fi movie's cutting-edge AI.
"Yeah, accept."
I accepted the quest lightheartedly, but what came next was anything but light. It was about Mom and my little sister Eunbi's intimate secrets, just as shocking as my older sister Yuyeon's hidden stash that still lingered in my mind.
"Haaa... ugh."
"Why the sudden serious face? What's wrong, oppa?"
"Yeah. Did something bad happen, Eunwoo?"
As evening turned to night, at my request, the whole family gathered in the living room. Sitting on the sofa, looking at Mom, Yuyeon, and Eunbi's faces, I recalled the events from about a month ago. But this time, it was the complete opposite—I was the one dropping the bomb.
"Phew, don't freak out and hear me out. So, uh, I awakened too."
"Ah..."
"R-Really?"
"For real, son?"
"Yeah, it happened this afternoon when I was home alone. Phew, now the whole family's awakened. Anyway, what I wanna say is... um, my ability seems kinda unique. I'm not lying or joking—this is all real—so please don't hide anything and answer honestly."
"O-Okay."
My serious vibe had everyone tense.
"Yuyeon said she's fine, but suddenly turning futanari and growing dicks—hasn't that been tough for everyone?"
The moment I said "dicks" out loud, they all flinched.
"Um, well..."
No one answered easily, so I took a deep breath, preparing my bomb drop.
"My ability told me. You're all hiding it, but you're struggling to hold back massive sexual urges. Especially toward someone cute and tasty-looking like me—a prime bochu target. But since we're family, you can't bring yourselves to do it and just endure, right? Phew, I'll fix it. It's dangerous to keep holding back—I'll take care of everything!"
My bomb made Mom, Yuyeon, and Eunbi's faces flush red.
"Ugh, th-that's not—"
"Wait. I wasn't done—hear me out."
The first bomb was just a missile; the real nuke, the second one, was still coming.
"This afternoon, when I was home alone, I used my weird but amazing ability to peek at everyone's secrets. Yuyeon."
Her big eyes snapped wide at my words, her body trembling way more than before.
"The 'nonmun1a' file on your computer. I saw everything inside. Porn, hentai, erotic stories. And the ones you wrote, plus videos."
"Ahh, ugh, Eunwoo..."
The more I spoke, the more she sniffled, dropping her head and starting to cry.
"It's not your fault, so don't cry. It happened because you became a futanari. Not your fault."
"Hic, h-heuk. Sorry, sorry, Eunwoo."
I comforted my sobbing sister for a moment, then turned to Eunbi. She flinched when our eyes met.
"I saw your computer too, Eunbi. Not neatly organized like Yuyeon's—just scattered everywhere. Hentai with futanari and cute bochu. Stuff about brothers and sisters secretly fucking. Must've been tough suddenly turning futanari, huh?"
"Ahht, u-ung..."
Eunbi chewed her lip, a tear rolling down as she bowed her head.
"Mom—"
"Ah, son? Mom's fine. Really."
Mom's voice trembled as she insisted she was okay, but in a way, she was the biggest issue. No personal computer at home like the sisters, so no porn stash, but I found something else.
"FutanariMom. That's your secret account ID, right?"
"H-How did you... ahh..."
"I saw the outdoor exposure videos. Started safe, like bathrooms or your office, but escalating to stairs or dark parks at night—that seems risky, doesn't it?"
"Haaahht..."
No tears, but Mom bowed her head, body shaking. The three of them sat side by side, heads down, trembling with guilt.
"Don't just sit there—look at me. No crying. Eunbi, you too, stop."
"Hic, heuk. Ung."
"My trait is 'Lewd Quest of the Bochudo♥'. It's already given me a few quests today, warning me our family's in danger. And how to fix it. I have the perfect skills, so I'll handle it. I'll manage all your futanari urges..."
My two skills: Whining and Arousal Control. Despite the childish, silly names, their effects were top-notch.
First, Arousal Control. With this, I could see the arousal gauges floating above my family's heads. A gauge filling from 0 to 100. 0-39 safe, 40-59 average, 60-84 caution, 85+ danger, like that.
And the real perk? Even light sexual acts forcibly lower it. Think about it—futanari straight out of fiction. With monstrous cocks and endless stamina, wrecking partners left and right. You think a handjob or two would cut it? Nah, their eyes would roll back, they'd pin me down with brute force, and ram that huge dick into my ass. 'You tempted me with this slutty body—it's your fault!' or some shit...
My other skill, Whining, was killer too. Even busted for masturbating to me, or outdoor exposure dumping thick loads—they'd never easily beg me for relief. But a bit of whining, and they reluctantly handed over their relief management to me.
Thus, as the family's official relief manager, my first client was surprisingly my little sister, Eunbi.
Compared to Yuyeon's massive porn hoard, self-written erotica, and masturbation vids, or Mom's unique outdoor fetish, Eunbi seemed the most normal and safe. But she was actually the most dangerous—arousal at 86, far surpassing Yuyeon's 72 and Mom's 75, solo in the danger zone.
To lower Eunbi's arousal ASAP, I grabbed her hand.
"Eunbi first—wait just a sec."
"Ung..."
"B-Be careful, son."
Click. Holding Eunbi's hand, I entered her room and shut the door.
At 20, the fresh, blooming scent of a young woman tickled my nose.
"Sit on the bed, Eunbi."
"...Yeah, oppa."
We sat side by side on her bed, hands gripped tight.
"Must've been rough holding back all this time, huh? Oppa can't fix it all, but I'll ease it a bit—relax now."
"Got it. P-Please, oppa."
"Then can you take off your pants and panties?"
"...Haa."
She bowed her head briefly, squeezing my hand, then slowly slid down her pants. Eunbi usually wore dolphin shorts or short pants for comfort, but post-futanari, only wide pants or jeans. Even now, wide pants hid her slim yet healthily toned, springy legs.
Whoosh. Pants down, revealing her white thighs after so long. And the bulging crotch of her panties.
"Gulp..."
"Ughht, don't think it's weird? If you grimace like it's gross and ugly 'cause it's too big, I'll cry."
"I won't. Never—so take off the panties too, Eunbi."
"Haaahht..."
Whoosh, plop. Panties hit the floor, exposing Eunbi's dick.
Unlike my pathetic female dick, it was a massive, imposing cock not much different from Yuyeon's.