The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk
The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk
"Noona, have you ever heard of a story about a room you can't leave unless you have sex?"
"Huh? Yeah?"
There was a time when the setup of a man and woman trapped in a room having to fuck to get out was featured in erotic stories or adult webtoons.
There were even works related to it, and the reason I'm bringing this up specifically is...
"I've heard of it, but..."
Cha Hye-rin awkwardly scratches the side of her head. It was a short-lived internet meme that rode a wave of popularity.
A light, fun, naughty story that people could consume casually.
It's embarrassing to talk about between step-siblings, though.
"Isn't this room we're in similar to that? The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk. Doesn't it feel just like that setup?"
The only difference is swapping 'sex' for 'milking,' so you can't help but suspect the concept's similarity.
"In the end, to get out of here, it's not 'sex' but 'milking' we have to do, and the only one who can milk is you, Noona."
"Hey, I told you no breast milk comes out of me, you crazy bastard!"
Noona's not just never given birth—she's a total virgin who hasn't even dated a guy or had sex.
I'm vouching for that, since we've lived together ever since our parents remarried.
I'm not doubting whether she's given birth or not.
"If that's the setup of this room, then breast milk has to come out of your breasts, Noona. Just like how the fridge keeps getting restocked with fresh food."
"You, you pervert. Why would breast milk come out of my breasts? Then it could come out of yours too!"
"Does that make sense?"
"Then does breast milk coming out of my breasts make sense?"
"It could..."
Noona's huge baby bottle.
At least it's more likely than from me, right?
"I'll kill you! Th-that's sexual harassment. Are you teasing me right now about my big tits?"
She screams "Baek!" while covering her breasts with her hands.
Compared to her usually slim figure, Noona's breasts and hips are big, drawing a lot of attention.
It's easy to imagine breast milk coming out of those tits. Of course, it's never actually happened.
"If anything, it's a compliment. Noona, having big breasts is a good thing."
"You perverted fuck, there's nothing you won't say when you look at your Noona."
She roughly pinches my arm.
"Ow."
It hurt, but anyway, that was my deduction. Not a room you can't leave without sex, but without milking.
This presupposes that milking is possible in the first place.
And the one who can do the milking here is probably Noona.
No way is it telling us to have sex in this room, get pregnant, give birth, wait for the breast milk to come in, and then milk.
In most erotic stories, don't they milk first and then fuck?
The reason it specifies milking and not sex is probably because it doesn't mean go through the whole complicated process of sex, pregnancy, birth, and then milking—it just means milking is enough.
If it really wanted pregnancy, a baby, and milking, it would've kindly explained: "Have a kid together and squeeze your breastfeeding milk into a bottle to collect it."
It wouldn't have simply introduced it as [The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk].
"......"
"......"
Cha Hye-rin glares at me with sharp eyes.
But she seems to be considering it, since it's a plausible guess with some possibility.
The situation is unrealistic, the room's name is absurd.
In a scenario where we have no clue what to do, isn't a reasonable hypothesis worth trying?
"Ah...!"
"What?"
"It feels a bit clogged or something..."
"Where?"
"My breasts..."
Cha Hye-rin looks down at her own breasts with a complicated expression mixing embarrassment, surprise, discomfort, and disbelief, then meets my eyes.
"D-does breast milk really come out? Hold on."
We both focused our gazes on her breasts.
Her perky nipples draw a clear parabolic curve on the thin fabric without a bra.
"My breasts feel tighter than usual. And lumpy."
"Yeah?"
She lifts and kneads her breasts with her hands.
Her T-shirt stretches taut around the breasts she's gripping, with deep wrinkles forming around them.
"......"
"......"
"But what are you staring at? Aren't you gonna turn away?"
Cha Hye-rin, who had been absentmindedly touching her breasts, notices my gaze and smacks the back of my head with her palm.
When a guy sees those huge tits being fondled, of course his eyes go there.
"You're always peeking at Noona's tits whenever you get a chance, you perv. That's why you don't have a girlfriend."
"What does a girlfriend have to do with it?"
"Who'd like a sleazy guy like you? Ugh, pathetic."
"......"
I want to fire back that it's because Noona's so hot, but that'd turn this from WWE into UFC and get serious, so I just take the hit.
Truth is, with my clairvoyance, I can peep not just Noona's tits but her pussy and ass too.
But that's not relevant right now, so off-topic.
After checking her breasts by fondling them and glancing at me, Noona sneaks off toward the bathroom.
"Where you going?"
"T-to check if breast milk comes out. You perv. Don't come in!"
She points at me warningly, covers her breasts with her arm, and flings open the bathroom door.
Is she gonna try squeezing her tits in there? In case breast milk comes out? For real?
The thought that breast milk might actually come from Noona's tits makes my heart pound.
If she milks, we can get out of this room. Hard to believe, but who knows what'll happen.
I sat on the edge of the bed, spacing out as I waited for Noona who'd gone into the bathroom.
Swik.
The door cracks open slightly.
Noona pokes her head out through the gap and looks at me.
"I-I'm scared, so I'll leave the bathroom door open a bit. You guard the front. Absolutely do not look inside! I'm gonna take my clothes off!"
"Got it, I won't look..."
Cha Hye-rin's a scaredy-cat. She's afraid to close the door alone in case something pops out or she gets trapped again.
I nodded at her request to leave the door ajar and stand guard outside.
With the door slightly ajar, I turned my back and stood watch in front of the bathroom.
Seureuk, seuwk.
The sound of Cha Hye-rin taking off her T-shirt in the bathroom tickles my ears.
Huum...
Then comes the silence. Noona's small sigh heightens my senses.
Now Noona's gonna try milking.
To test if breast milk comes out.
The first drops of milk flowing from the pale, mouthwatering breasts of a virgin.
Just imagining it is violently erotic and cock-stirring.
I want to peek through the door crack, but I'm the type who respects Noona's privacy, so I don't do that shit.
Noona turns me on, but if I'd given in to desire and touched her, we never could've lived together this long.
Closer than regular siblings but farther than close bro-sis—our ambiguous step-sibling bond.
It's a fragile connection that could break easily if trust shatters.
I can't see her as a woman.
Even in this situation, I protect what needs protecting.
Heung. Euheung...
But what the hell is she doing in there that keeps leaking moans from the bathroom?
I hear a voice holding back, stifled.
Noona's thin, clear voice.
Rougher breathing in contrast.
"Ah...!"
A startled voice. What shocked her?
"Aaaah? Mommy!"
What? What the fuck?
"N-Noona. Everything okay?"
"Br-breast milk. It feels like breast milk is coming out."
"Huh? For real?"
"Ung..."
Ah, I wanna see. Noona leaking breast milk. I wanna see so bad.
The urge to fling open the slightly open bathroom door hits me.
But as always, I hold back desire, clench my fists, and suppress my curiosity.
"Haa, haaa. Eut!"
"How is it? Y-you okay?"
"It tickles so much and feels weird. Br-breast milk is bursting out from my breasts. You, you absolutely don't look. Heung. It's embarrassing."
Whoa, just hearing it makes my heart feel like it's gonna explode.
Breast milk bursting out from those tits? Isn't this a ploy to drive a guy insane with horniness?
Step-sis Cha Hye-rin. Anyone would agree she's got a body that gets you hard. It's not just me.
Prim-and-proper bagel girl. If she weren't my step-sis, I'd have confessed, fucked her, and shoved my dick in that ass by now.
Bad fantasies sometimes pop up of grabbing both those tits and squeezing out the milk.
I shake them off and think of something else.
No, but breast milk is coming out.
For real breast milk.
From Noona's tits.
Peong.
My head feels like it exploded.
Stunned and flailing in chaos, Noona had already come out of the bathroom by then, covering her breasts with a towel.
"How is this possible? I never imagined breast milk would come out of me. Am I, am I broken or something?"
She's trembling with anxiety. Shaking eyes.
If I was shocked from horniness, Noona must be freaked out thinking something's wrong with her body since breast milk suddenly came out.
Yeah, this reaction is normal. Noona's condition comes first.
"The weird thing is this room. The breast milk from your body is probably because of this room. Let's get out quick. Then it'll be fine."
From 'it could be' to 'it is.'
If real breast milk comes from Noona's body, couldn't we milk it into that glass bottle and escape?
The more worried about her condition, the faster we push to the next step and bail from this suspicious room.
To normalize things, escaping this unrealistic room comes first.
"Then let's collect the breast milk coming from you into this glass bottle. It's 500mL total, so if we diligently gather it, we can fill 500mL in no time!"
"You think so? Cha Yu-hyeon. If we collect 500mL of my breast milk, we can get out, right?"
"Probably..."
Better than trembling in fear or waiting helplessly in the room—try something.
Now that we know breast milk comes from Noona, we just milk and fill the glass bottle.
"Fine. I'll try squeezing hard."
Noona eyes the glass bottle skeptically.
Telling an innocent virgin who's never even fucked anyone to just squeeze out and collect breast milk—naturally she'd make that face.
"Hang in there. Noona's got big tits, so you'll collect the breast milk quick. I'll cheer you on."
"You crazy fuck. Cheer my ass. Don't tease me when I'm already messed up!"
I joked to lighten her expression and got double-cursed.
But what can you do?
It's a room you can't leave without milking.
If breast milk comes from Noona's tits, we gotta milk like hell.