Gender-Reversed Folk Tale Fantasy (8)
It was a shock.
I had never seen my little brother like that before.
The way he blushed in front of a girl, fidgeting helplessly. And then that natural, bashful smile as he seduced her in return.
Watching him face a girl his own age, on the verge of receiving a proposal, stirred up all sorts of strange emotions inside me.
I shouldn’t feel this way.
Even though I knew he was my brother, those twisted feelings kept surging up uncontrollably.
What am I to Sihyun? Just a kind older sister? Or perhaps a prettier sister than all the other women?
No matter how far my imagination ran, nothing remained in the end.
The discomfort refused to fade. If anything, it only grew larger every time I looked at him.
Yes, I already knew the truth.
I like my brother. Not as family, but as a man.
I have to hold back. We’re blood relatives. This is a relationship that can never be.
That was why, even when I tried to turn my gaze elsewhere, I had reached the point where I couldn’t even look at other men.
Their black hearts disgusted me. I hated their pretentious facades and the way they subtly looked down on me.
Because of that, Sihyun had become even more precious to me.
His adorable face that made my heart race. The massive outline of his cock visible beneath his clothes when he bathed or slept.
His surprisingly firm chest that relentlessly stirred a woman’s carnal desires.
With a body so impossible to resist, I committed a wretched sin.
Once I confirmed he was asleep, I would always slip my hand between his legs and touch the most precious part of a man.
The enormous cock and heavy balls that perfectly matched his lewd physique. When I fondled those soft, plump spheres and scratched at his burning crotch with my fingers, it felt like I was soaring through the heavens.
Of course, afterward I would simply leave my hand there and fall asleep.
I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Sihyun. I’m sorry for being such a vulgar, filthy sister. I’ll protect you, so please… just overlook this much.
Every night I confessed my sins, crushed beneath waves of self-loathing, forcing my eyes shut. Then one day, I heard the shocking news.
Mother’s revelation that the two of us were not blood-related.
There was a pang of regret, but another thought pierced through my mind like a bolt of lightning, making it impossible to focus on anything else.
Since we’re not blood-related… we can get married. We could even have children.
Gulp. The sound of saliva sliding down my throat echoed in my ears.
“Brother… my hand hurts. Stop now.”
“Sorry.”
At the sound of my beloved Sihyun’s voice, I loosened my grip.
I had made a mistake. Yet seeing him holding back tears from the pain, a burning wave of lust surged through me.
So cute. I wanted to make those bright, sparkling eyes fill with tears like perfect jade beads.
Since Mother can’t see, would she even notice if I pushed him down right here?
As expected, I really am irredeemable trash.
Even so, feeling the heat rising between my legs brought me nothing but joy. I stroked my lower belly and imagined the future.
I love you.
***
The revelation had been shocking, but in the end nothing really changed.
We had lived as brother and sister for over ten years. What could possibly be different now? In the end, Cheong noona was still my noona.
Still, those nightly skinship sessions make a lot more sense now.
We were a man and woman in the prime of our boiling youth. It made sense that our bodies would move on instinct.
Once the brief shock had passed, I pulled my mother into a tight hug. She had spoken with such difficulty.
“Thank you, Mother. I love you for raising me all this time.”
“I’m sorry for telling you so late. Still, thank you for continuing to call me Mother.”
As if no more words were needed, we held each other tightly, sharing that warmth of family.
“Kying… kying. Keheheng.”
“Oh, right.”
I had completely forgotten about Ari, who I had tucked inside my clothes. She must have been squashed like a hotteok the entire time I was hugging Mother.
I hurriedly pulled the suffering fox out and set her free.
As expected of a youkai, her body was tough. After coughing a few times, she whined and climbed onto my lap.
Deciding the spot was warm, she curled into a tight ball and made herself a little nest.
“I hear the sound of a beast. Did you pick up a rabbit somewhere?”
“She seems gentler than a rabbit, actually.”
A fox that only takes my essence is far better than that rabbit youkai who bit the hand that fed her.
It wasn’t a lie, so there shouldn’t be any problem. I stroked Ari’s tail as she lay there and glanced at my noona, who had been sitting silently.
She was staring at me with a faint smile, as if lost in deep thought. The sight felt strangely familiar, but I deliberately ignored it and pressed the back of my hand to her forehead to check if she was ill.
It’s hotter than I expected. Did she catch a cold?
I was worried. Noona had been working especially hard lately because of the taxes.
“I’m not sick, Sihyun. Sister will step out for a moment, so stay in the room.”
“Okay. Where are you going?”
“Just to wash up.”
With those words, Shim Cheong untied her hair.
The long hair she had kept tied up cascaded down, fluttering beautifully. I couldn’t help but think she looked stunning.
She’s beautiful.
She’s my sister, but she’s too beautiful.
I watched her back as she stepped outside, then pulled the fox back into my arms.
Her fur was so soft. Draping her around my neck brought a pleasant warmth, and her scent was strangely addictive. It made me feel happy.
If she’s not my real sister, does that make it innocent to fuck her?
Come to think of it, she wasn’t my blood-related noona. Touching her body or playing with my cock a little shouldn’t be a big deal, right?
Would this still violate Confucian values? This was Joseon after all. Even if I was an adopted son, mixing bodies would probably cause problems.
In the worst case, I might get dragged before the authorities and beheaded.
While I was lost in those thoughts, Ari seemed bored. She slid down from my neck, pointed outside with her little black paw, and signaled for me to follow.
“Why did you call me out?”
“I wonder. Does that woman’s eyes truly not see?”
“If you mean Mother, yes. She’s blind.”
Still in her fox form, she rested her chin on her adorable paw, deep in thought.
“How strange. That person’s eyes show no abnormality. So why can she not see what lies before her?”
“Her eyes have no abnormality?”
“Indeed. Yet the fact that she cannot see… it must be either a mental issue or that she is simply unable to open her eyes.”
A memory flashed through my mind. In the original Tale of Shim Cheong, the blind father regained his sight at the blind man’s feast, his eyes suddenly opening wide.
Her eyes are perfectly fine, but she can’t open them. If we fix that, she should be able to see again, right?
I felt a surge of joy at the possibility that Mother might regain her sight just like in the original story.
“Can you fix it? With some kind of magic? Or that fox bead of yours?”
“Hmm. With the power of an eight-tailed fox, it is impossible. However, if I become a nine-tailed fox using your essence, then it should be possible.”
“That’s a relief, then.”
So all I had to do was drain my essence every day to turn Ari into a nine-tailed fox.
It was an easier solution than I expected. It looked like I wouldn’t need to throw myself into the sea for those three hundred seok of rice after all.
It was fortunate, though I felt a slight pang of regret that the original story wouldn’t unfold. Still, if fate allowed, I might still end up visiting the Dragon Palace.
I was about to head back inside with Ari when I heard footsteps behind me and turned around.
It was noona, fresh from her bath. Her face was even redder than before, and she was breathing heavily.
For some reason, her damp hair and those languid eyes looked incredibly erotic.
“Shall we sleep now? Let the fox stay outside and come into the room with me.”
“Got it. Good night, Ari~.”
Leaving the reluctant fox in the yard, I followed noona, opened the sliding paper door, and prepared the bedding.
I made Mother’s bed first, since she couldn’t see, then placed our two beds right next to each other as usual.
“Good night, noona.”
“Yeah…”
I closed my eyes, trying to sleep until dawn.
But I had received too many shocks today. No matter what I did, I couldn’t fall asleep.
I lay there wasting time when suddenly—
“Sihyun, are you asleep?”
Noona’s voice was strangely heated.
Just in case, I kept my eyes firmly closed.
“I’m sorry.”
Rustle. Rustle.
I felt her slowly grabbing the waistband of my pants and pulling them down.
Noona?
The kind noona I had always believed in was taking off my pants, then gently, carefully touching my crotch with her cold hands.
Softly. Slowly. The secretive touch, careful not to wake me, began to arouse me.
This was a situation I should stop immediately, but if I woke up now it would make things unbearably awkward between us. So I couldn’t bring myself to interrupt her.
I simply kept my eyes closed, praying for the moment to pass, when a faint watery sound reached my ears.
Squish— squish.
The sound of her eagerly fingering her own pussy. I continued pretending to sleep, desperately holding back my lust.
“I’m sorry. Sihyun, noona is so sorry… hnghhh!!!”
A hot liquid splashed lightly across my face.
Then she collapsed onto the floor with a thud, lost in the afterglow as she stroked my balls.
I wanted to cum too. I wanted to relieve this burning desire. But was it right to do it with noona?
Feeling my heart pounding violently, I forced myself to endure. When her breathing finally evened out into the steady rhythm of sleep, I slipped out of the room.
My body was on fire. I needed to go to the person who could quench this heat.
“You’re early today. You said you like incense, so I prepared even more than last time.”
Breathing in the thick, almost visible fragrance, I collapsed against her chest as if falling into her embrace.