Girlfriend's Netorase Fantasy (1)
Memory synchronization in progress.
Once synchronization completes, personality and memories will fuse for complete possession.
Lee Sihyun, twenty-three years old.
I was an ordinary college student in South Korea and a guy who had been dating for two years.
"What are you grinning at?"
"Uwaaaah!?"
Thud. The clumsy girl who toppled backward at my words was my girlfriend, Oh Hyeji.
The bad girl who stole my innocent virginity not long after I entered university.
'Right, that was the setting.'
According to the memories in my head, that was how it was supposed to be, but in reality I had transmigrated into a novel or comic.
Naturally, my own memories remained perfectly intact, carrying over every recollection and personality trait from before I fell asleep.
"Honey, why are you looking at me like that? Don't tell me you're reading another manga where guys get their dicks out."
"N-no! What do you take me for…"
"I saw you secretly peeking from behind earlier, Hyeji."
"…Sorry."
What I had glimpsed when she thought she was hidden was her browsing an illegal site for manga.
Specifically, netorare material where a man gets violated by some tanned woman.
It was pathetic to see her looking at that stuff right next to her boyfriend, but I decided to let it slide and let out a sigh.
"Haa~ Of all things, it couldn't be wholesome romance. It's rape netorare?"
"Hng… Ah, no, if I had to explain—"
"Go on, try."
I was honestly curious what excuse she would come up with.
"Guys might not get it, but for girls, visual and audio material is really important, you know?"
"So even when reading manga, you have to pick ones with good art."
"And among those, the artists who draw netorare stuff are just too good, so I end up reading them a lot?"
"Exactly!"
'What am I supposed to do with this girl?'
If I had been a native guy of this world, I might have fallen for that lie.
But right now I was a man with Hitomi permanently installed in his head.
It was true that many skilled artists drew that genre, but I also knew plenty of good material existed without having to hunt for it.
"I thought maybe you actually liked the idea of getting stolen. You know, imagining yourself being taken while reading that perverted manga…"
"…Gulp."
I had thrown the words out just to cover for her, but Hyeji's face was already sweating bullets, as if I had hit the mark.
"Hey, Oh Hyeji."
"Y-yes!!"
Thud! At my shout, Hyeji slid off the sofa and pressed her forehead to the floor.
Both knees on the ground, head bowed in a perfect dogeza.
For a girl whose shady tastes had just been exposed—tastes society would never look kindly on—this situation must have felt like hell.
Especially in front of the precious boyfriend she had dated for four years.
"You… have you ever pictured yourself and me while watching that stuff? Be honest."
"N-no… I have."
Her brutally honest answer actually made the anger I hadn't even felt dissipate.
Seeing the usually energetic, big-dog-like girl looking so deflated made her seem pitiful instead.
'Whether it's the memories or not, she's so cute it's driving me crazy… Should I tease her a little more?'
Her long black hair was scattered across the floor, adding a touch of guilt.
"Haa, forget it. Take your clothes off."
"Huk. D-do I have to do a naked dogeza? Then, instead of here, in the bedroom—"
"No, let's just fuck. Getting angry won't do any good anyway. We'll settle it with sex."
"Eh…"
As if to prove my words, I stripped off my shirt right in front of her eyes.
"Not gonna do it?"
"Of course we are!"
Swish. Hyeji stood up as if she couldn't waste another second talking and yanked off her top.
Her pretty teardrop breasts—too full for my hands to contain—swayed as she walked toward me with heavy steps.
"Hurry up~"
"Got it. Let's just lay down one towel on the bed. It'll make cleanup easier later."
We wanted to keep the house we lived in together as clean as possible.
"Lie down. I'll be on top today."
"Yeah… Sihyun."
Maybe she was in a hurry—she hadn't even taken her panties all the way off, one leg still tangled in them—as she climbed on top of me.
Looking up at me, she stared at my chest and stomach, swallowing hard.
Then she rubbed her thighs together, wordlessly telling me she was already soaking wet.
I laid my vicious cock across her soft, nicely fleshed lower belly.
"See this? This is the virgin cock you ate. Remember four years ago? The cock you traded your virginity for."
"Yeah…"
"And the same cock that sent you photos and videos while I was in the military. The cock that waited for you, and you repay it with netorare?"
"…"
"You want someone else to fuck this cock? You want to see me pinned under another woman, moaning?"
I whispered the fantasy right into her ear. She swallowed again.
I rubbed my cock against her already drenched slit and flicked her hardened nipples.
"I'm here worrying about you, loving you, and you think that's not enough? Are you bored of me?"
"No…"
"Guess not. Your nipples are this hard and you're dripping all over the place from excitement."
With a wet sound, I pushed the head inside her welcoming entrance. Her pussy, already reshaped to my size, sucked me in greedily, pulling me deeper.
"S-Sihyun… this kind of teasing is too much…"
Hyeji twisted her hips restlessly, burning with impatience.
"Who's teasing? I'm serious."
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry, Sihyun, so please…"
"You want it in? At least you have a conscience. If you did something wrong, you should apologize properly."
"I was wrong… so…"
"Ask my cock to fuck you. I'm not the one you betrayed, Hyeji. This poor cock is."
She seemed to understand. Her gaze slid downward until it landed on the cock that had been warming her belly.
"I-I tried to share my boyfriend's precious cock with other women. I'm a bad girl."
"Good girl."
Thrust! The moment she apologized, I drove my loving disciplinary rod straight into her womb.
A literal knock of love. I bit down on her nipple while moving my hips.
Her walls clung tightly, completely transformed into my personal onahole after years of use.
How much effort had gone into turning her into my personal cock-sleeve? Of course, she had been the one trying to devour me, but in the end it was Hyeji who ended up trained.
"You want to share this cock so badly you're going crazy? Then should I pull out right now and go find some random woman outside?"
"Haaah, haaah! N-no… don't, please…♥"
Even as she said no, her pussy clenched hard—clearly the perverted, slutty cunt of a girl who got off on the fantasy.
'You like the idea of me getting taken by another woman? Then maybe I really should.'
Because I truly loved my girlfriend, I had avoided private meetings with other women until now.
I waited for her while in the military, offered my body whenever she was struggling with job hunting or feeling down, always there to hold her.
And yet she had been masturbating to the thought of me in another woman's arms?
"Then go crazy! You netorare-obsessed slut!"
"Oh, w-wait… you're being too rough today, Sihyun. J-just a second…!"
Shlick, shlick. Unable to keep her head straight from the womb-pounding, Hyeji trembled violently and squirted.
"You came before your boyfriend? Should I go meet another woman like this?"
"N-nooo… Sihyun… this cock is mine…"
Tight.
The smooth legs wrapping around my waist told me she still had more to give.
How should I handle this pitiful Hyeji who wanted it so desperately yet harbored such lewd tastes?
Thinking about it was too bothersome, so I simply pressed down on her womb again and again, meeting her eyes as she moaned like she was drowning.
"I want to cum inside."
"Cum… give me your cum, Sihyun… I want it…"
I kissed her as she begged, tongue seeking mine weakly.
Matching the pace of her exhausted, saliva-hungry tongue, I pounded into her wildly.
The moment I felt my climax rising, I didn't hold back—I flooded her defenseless womb.
"Hyaaaah…!"
"Huu… ngh."
After a short rest, Hyeji looked up at me and placed a hand on my neck.
With a strand of sweat-dampened hair in her mouth, she whispered.
"That was good today too, Sihyun… haah."
"Y-yeah… me too…"
It had felt good, but pulling my still-hard cock out of her felt like a waste.
Hyeji was too exhausted to continue, and the tightness inside her had long since relaxed.
Fucking a torn, empty onahole wouldn't satisfy me anyway.
"Hee… Sihyun, you felt good too, right?"
"Yeah, it was good."
I was just a little unsatisfied. It would have been perfect if she could have lasted longer.
To soothe that lingering feeling, I buried my face in her chest and sucked on her nipple like always.
"Nngh… tickles."
"I feel calmer like this."
"You'll have to share when we have a baby, you know?"
"I'll figure it out when I realize I have two nipples."
Chuu.
While we rested after the intense session, Hyeji was the first to speak, her throat bobbing.
"Um, Sihyun. Can I be honest for a second?"
"What is it?"
"You realize we've been in a rut lately too, right?"
"…"
A rut meant our love had cooled, but I still loved her. It was just that the passion from when we first met had faded.
She was more like irreplaceable family—someone who combined love and comradeship.
Of course we still had sex every day, but both of us could feel that the freshness and heat had dimmed considerably.
'Back in the day she would've climbed on top saying she'd make me cum twice.'
"I'm not saying we should break up, and it's not because I dislike you, so listen carefully."
"You're about to bring up that shady hobby again, aren't you?"
"…Yeah. If it actually works, wouldn't you want to try it once? It could fix our rut, and if it feels bad we can just stop."
It was insane, but I closed my eyes, held her, stared at her glistening nipple, and made up my mind.
"Haa… Fine. Who else is going to indulge my girlfriend's perverted tastes if not me? Let's try it once. But only I do it—you're absolutely not allowed. You understand that, right?"
"Yeah…! I asked for it, so of course… And because of you, Sihyun, my standards are too high to date anyone else anyway."
"Just once. You need to properly realize how precious I am."
Since it was only going to be once, I believed there wouldn't be any problems.
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Oh Hyeji—docile on the surface, but with deeply twisted tastes…