Possessed by "The World Is Already Under Hypnosis" (17)
"I know damn well there's no talking sense with a psycho like you, but I'll say it anyway. I'm a guy. Sure, I look like a cute girl on the outside, but inside, I'm all man. You know that and still wanna fuck me? Like some gay dude?"
"Nah, not gay. You're the one who's gonna fall into female depravity."
"Hah? Still on that crap?"
No way, think about it logically. I'd finally gotten my hands on a chance to go home—who the hell would choose something stupid like female corruption at a time like this? People might stray if they can't see hope, but with an escape route right in front of you, who'd pick suicide?
"Cut the bullshit and keep your promise. For real. Got it? Change your mind later, and you're dead."
"Hahaha, got it, got it."
I clenched my fist in a mock threat, but all I got back was that cute little smile. Ridiculous. Well... anyway, it wouldn't be long before this laid-back attitude of Kim Hoyoung's pissed me off for the last time. Just one more hurdle, and I'd be free.
At one point, I really wondered if this was how it'd end, but things had gone smoother than expected. Lucky me. Just endure it once. Close my eyes tight and do whatever Kim Hoyoung wants, just this once.
I'd burned the image of my mom's face into my mind just now. Family was all that mattered to me. Kim Hoyoung? This bastard could drop dead after footing the bill. Hell, better if he did.
Sex with him wouldn't change my mind. Never. I'm a guy from the start—sex with a dude is pure disgust, nothing more.
Yeah. No matter how I sliced it, my odds of winning were 100%.
"Strip first."
"Hmph... fine. Just this once."
"Next time, you take my clothes off."
"You can do that yourself, can't you?"
"That's an order."
"Sigh... can't argue with an order."
A trash heap who makes others do shit he could handle himself. Without that hypnosis app, this loser would've been kicked out by 35, lived as a bum, and keeled over before 40. Of all people, he gets the app? The tragedy and apocalypse of this world.
Whatever, didn't matter to me once I got out.
Ahem. Anyway, this guy's... nipples are pink.
I noticed while unbuttoning his dress shirt. Wasn't staring on purpose, but... hmm.
Kim Hea-e or Kim Jiwon would've gone into heat the second they saw them, drooling pussy juice. Not me, though.
"Hey, your thighs are dripping with pussy juice."
"Huh?"
"Already excited? We haven't even started."
"No? Wait, no way. Huh?"
Thought it was a joke, but nope—a puddle of my juices on the floor. My pussy was soaked, no foreplay needed. What the hell? Nothing's happened yet.
"Wipe your drool too."
"Eh?"
Wiped my lips with my sleeve—covered in spit. What? Am I sick or something?
"I wanna suck your nipples..."
"Go ahead if you want."
"Huh? What?"
"You said you wanna suck my nipples."
"I-I didn't say that!"
"You did."
No way. I swear I didn't. But... if it's okay, why not? Not like I want to—it's just servicing Kim Hoyoung, right? For the money. Yeah. Service spirit kicking in, that's all.
*Slurrrrp. Slurp. Gulp. Sluuuurp. Smack.*
"Whoa, way too eager. Kinda overwhelming here."
*Slurrrrp. The other one too! The other nipple too!!*
"No rush—my nipples aren't going anywhere. Take your time. And don't forget to jerk me off."
Handjob? Oh, right—Kim Hoyoung's dick! Suck nipples while stroking his cock. Pervert as always.
"Nipples taste so good! Nipples taste so good! Nipples taste so good!!"
"Aren't you a guy? Getting turned on sucking another guy's nipples?"
Don't know, didn't hear. Ignore that. Nothing Kim Hoyoung says is worth listening to anyway.
Better focus on his dick. Stroke it so good he feels grateful. Gotta use my decades-honed handjob skills to gather funds.
Sure, other girls might've jerked guys off, but they were always the subject, never the object. No matter how devoted Kim Hea-e got, she'd never get the male sensation of being jerked off. No dick!
But I know exactly. What it feels like. Where and how to touch for max pleasure. I'll shatter his mind with my pro technique.
"Ooh, feels pretty damn good."
Ugh. Still acting chill. Hate that superior smugness. Gotta break it—make him cry and beg.
Alright. New goal for this fuck: submit him with my killer charm, make him apologize for the female corruption bullshit.
"Hey, Kim Hoyoung... you gonna make me just jerk you off? Let's get to the main event."
"Oh? Now you're seducing me? Finally feeling the female corruption?"
"In your dreams. Just wanna finish quick."
I lay back on the bed, legs spread. We're not real lovers—foreplay's a waste. Get business done and over.
Ah... wait, this is perfect to mess with him. As a guy, I know exactly what words hurt during sex. Like, after full insertion: "Huh? That's it all the way in?" Giggle.
"Gonna put it in?"
Oh, wait—seeing his dick from down here, it's huge again. Pink glans throbbing like an angry bull. Kinda scary.
...Isn't that too big? When I was a guy, full hard-on was maybe half—no, a third of that. Not Asian-sized. Even black guys don't all have monsters like this.
"Nervous?"
"W-who's nervous! Hurry up and finish! Even if you fuck a guy like me with your dick, it'll just feel bad!"
"Too small to feel"—abort that. Too obvious a lie. His dick is big. Fact, even if I hate him.
Switch to: "Felt it go in, but no big deal?"
"Putting it in?"
He swings his dick like a whip, tapping my clit with the glans. Zero respect for his partner. Figures—always worshipped in bed.
But I won't play along. You're just a novel character. 2D can't beat 3D. And it wasn't even a fave—just trash I critiqued reasonably, then got sucked in. Whatever, save complaints for home.
Fuck Kim Hoyoung, get paid, build dimension teleporter, go home, sue the hack author of "The World Is Already Under Hypnosis." Happy end.
Sigh... thought I was screwed once, but no one dies for nothing. Glad it worked out. Sex with a guy sucks, but endure briefly.
Spinning chandelier on the hotel ceiling. Soft mattress. Purple lighting. Tickling aroma. Sex-optimized room—Kim Hoyoung climbs on.
Ceiling gone, his face above. Thought he looked average, but now like a predator eyeing prey. Wanna eat me that bad? Never imagined staring up at a guy's face like this.
Body of a woman—dreamlike, but a nightmare. Got a pussy now. How weird and gross—unimaginable unless experienced. Pussy on me, a guy... devil's curse. Wanna cut it off and go back to male ASAP.
"Mm... so tight, real virgin."
Pussy's why he's interested, shoving in with that pervert face. Nothing good about having one—
"There. All in."
"Ooooh♡ Diiick caaaame♡ Huge cock squelching into my pussy! Female switch ON~!!!"
"Try resisting a little?"
"No way no way no way! Resist something this good? Impossible♡ Dick♡ Pussy♡ Dick♡ Pussy♡ Just dick and pussy is pure bliss! Total satisfaction!"
—Lies. Without a pussy, I couldn't taste Hoyoung-nim's divine cock.
"Ah! Right! I was born to get impaled on Hoyoung-nim's dick! Huh? Why'd I forget till now?"
"Heh. Good you realized."
Aah, why's Hoyoung-nim so generous? Too kind—maybe an angel? Touched his shoulder blades. No wings. Duh—he's not an angel, he's a god.