Possessed by "The World Is Already Under Hypnosis" (21)
"No, fuck, that's me!!!"
"What's there to be surprised about? It's obviously yourself reflected in the mirror."
"No, that's not it— that's the real me! Not Han Seungyeon, the real XX!!!"
Ahh! There I am in that glass mirror, the me I've longed for so desperately. My lost real body had somehow returned. Overwhelmed with emotion, I rushed to the mirror to gaze at my body up close. Short hair, flat chest. And above all, a proper man's body complete with a cock. My body, which I'd yearned for with aching longing.
"What happened? Did I return to reality?"
"Hee hee... Are you happy?"
"Of course! I finally got my body back! How long I've... how long I've waited for this day! Ugh...!!"
Thinking back on all the hardships I'd endured, tears flowed on their own. How inconvenient it had been just to use the bathroom every time. I didn't even know how to wear women's underwear properly and once pricked my finger putting on a bra, drawing blood. Especially during my first period—that made me want to kill myself.
"Ah... finally! I'm back to being a man, aaaaah...!!"
"Don't just stand there overcome with emotion—come to bed."
"What...?"
Fujiwara no Sumire, naked, kicked her legs playfully to tempt me. The soft lighting and seductive aroma created a lascivious atmosphere. Sumire was a woman with higher specs and beauty than any I'd ever dated. If we'd gone to the same university, she'd have been the top student with max popularity, while I'd have been the loser orbiting the edges.
I'm not saying I was a total virgin. I'd dated several girlfriends on my level. But I'd never even touched a girl as cute as Sumire.
"Come on... Master Hoyoung said he'd grant any wish of yours."
Even such a pretty girl like Sumire was lying on the bed, luring me closer. What incredible luck.
"Kim Hoyoung gave that order? What wind blew that bastard's way? Don't tell me he orchestrated getting my male body back too?"
"All things in the universe move according to Master Hoyoung's will. Even the wind blowing and rain falling is for Master Hoyoung."
Yeah, right. I'd forgotten for a moment that normal conversation was impossible with these completely brainwashed idiots. I'd nearly been influenced by Kim Hoyoung myself, but regaining my male body brought me back to my senses. I'm a man, after all. Ah! No matter what anyone says, I'm a man!
"Praise Kim Hoyoung all you want. I'm different from you lot. I'm a man. I'm done with the past where that fucker toyed with me. With my current self, I won't lose to him no matter what."
"Hmm... You're making quite the manly face right now? It's kinda hot."
"Hmph. Saying that while naked—you've got no guard up at all. What if I fuck you senseless? You don't think I'm still Han Seungyeon, do you?"
"That's why... you can fuck me? That's why I'm lying here."
Sumire spread her thighs, fully exposing her crimson pussy. Her clit protruded like a little bump, glistening under the light.
Whoa~ A woman actively seducing me for sex for the first time. Usually, I'd have to sweet-talk and coax my girlfriend just to barely get to the act. How could I hold back when a beauty like Sumire was blatantly tempting me? Instant full erection... Huh? That's weird. It's not getting hard.
—Or rather, I'm not getting excited at all. Even looking at Sumire's pussy... Ah. Pussy. That's it. No further impressions. No horniness, no lewdness. Nothing like that.
Why? Maybe because I saw so many pussies while I had a woman's body.
"What's wrong? Planning to blue-ball a woman, Mr. Hotshot Man? Not very manly. Maybe you'd be better off living as a woman after all?"
"Grrk...! Provoking me in this situation is suicide. I won't hold back even if you cry and scream, so brace yourself!"
"Okay, I'm braced."
Sumire giggled without a hint of fear. Is this girl an idiot? If I wanted, I could turn wolf-like and devour you. It's just you and me here.
"Come on. Don't make that scary face—put your dick in me. A woman begging this much, you won't refuse, right?"
"Of course not... Don't underestimate a man's lust."
—That's what I said, but no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't get erect. I stared at Sumire's tits, fantasized lewdly, rubbed my glans against her pussy for stimulation, but my dick stayed limp. It wouldn't swell. No, more than that—looking at her naked body didn't even feel lewd at all. Like seeing naked guys in a sauna and feeling nothing. Why am I like this...?
"What're you doing? Not putting it in?"
"Shut up, I'm gonna put it in, so stay still."
Fuck it. I just shoved my dick in. I figured it'd get hard naturally once it was sloshing inside her pussy. But even thrusting my hips inside, the erectile dysfunction persisted. Honestly, it didn't feel good at all.
"Huff... huff..."
Just tiring. Pointless hip exercise. What is this? Is sex always such an exhausting workout?
...I'm getting worn out. I just wanna stop. Meaningless, boring. Not pleasurable at all. What the hell? I don't get the point of thrusting my dick.
Maybe the other way around...
"Urk!"
"Oh? Your dick just got a bit bigger? What's the reason?"
"W-what reason?"
"Were you fantasizing about getting fucked in the ass? That's what got you excited?"
"What? N-no way! Why would I have such a perverted fantasy!"
"Oh really? If you can say that after seeing this, I'll acknowledge it."
Sumire pressed a button on the remote, and suddenly the lights went out. Videos started playing on the glass ceiling and walls. Everywhere I looked—up, down, left, right—the same footage reflected back. It was the recording of my first mad night of sex with Kim Hoyoung.
Me (as Han Seungyeon)—moaning impaled on Kim Hoyoung's cock, fawning, shaking my ass—filled my entire field of vision. My heart pounded uncontrollably. Scary, embarrassing, wanting to run, to die, and... aroused.
"Oh my. Your dick's gotten huge? Turned on? Seeing yourself in Master Hoyoung's arms excites you?"
"Sh-shut up..."
"No thrill fucking a woman like me, but Master Hoyoung's cock makes your heart race?"
"N-no... I'm..."
"Be honest. Don't mind me—say what you really feel. My body... didn't turn you on at all, did it?"
It didn't. Not one bit.
"My nipples, my clit... no excitement?"
No excitement. Felt kinda gross, actually.
"How'd it feel thrusting into me? Good?"
No.
"Any sense of accomplishment?"
No. Hollow. Empty. Bleak.
...Something about this felt wrong.
"See? You're not a man anymore."
"No... way. No way. I'm a man. A man... Look at me—I'm clearly a man? Just... bad condition right now. Men aren't always horny."
"Yet your dick swelled huge watching your sex tape with Master Hoyoung?"
"Urk..."
"Look. It reacts every time I say 'Master Hoyoung'."
"Urk."
"Puhahaha! Can't hold it in? That face... so gross. For real. You were cute as Han Seungyeon. But as a man? Not handsome, bad body, tiny dick—you're trash? Better off as a cute girl."
"I... I'm... a man... born... a man...!!"
In the end, past memories keep you from being honest. Worthless pride?
...What? That voice. Not Sumire's. Familiar, but... Ah... whatever. Head's spinning, can't think.
Then, to make you honest with yourself, I'll grant memories of being born and living as a woman from the start. Experience it and choose: live as a man or a woman. Which is happier?
What the... nonsense. Choose man or woman? I'm obviously a woman? Makes no sense. I've been a girl like Han Seungyeon since birth. Calling a cutie like me a man? Rude jerk.
"—I'm a girl... mmmph..."
"Hey, Seungyeon. Stop sleep-talking and wake up."
"Mmm... Huh?"
Sumire was shaking me awake. What... Feels like I had a dream, but I can't remember.
"Sigh. Did you stay up late jerking off again? That's why you can't get up."
Sumire nagging again.
"Couldn't help it? Found a hot actor in porn."
"You... Men that great for you?"
"Duh? I'm a girl."
"Yeah, sure."
Sweet Sumire smirks mockingly for some reason. Why? Like she's treating me like an clueless idiot.
—No, must be my imagination. Sumire treats me, a Korean, like a sister. I'm just a normal girl freeloading at her place who loves men a ton.
Right?