Introducing the Puppies (1)
"Ah, is that so? Congratulations, Dad."
I switched the phone to my other ear as I answered.
"And I've decided to become a manager. An actor's manager."
Dad's lively voice came through from the other end.
"Yes, I'll call you next time. Let's meet up soon. Hmm? Yes. She's pretty? That's amazing. Yes. I'll hang up now."
After finishing the call with Dad, I stared blankly at the disconnected screen, turning over what he'd said.
I was happy for him remarrying, of course. But a young, pretty new stepmom? In her twenties, no less. Had some gold digger sunk her fangs into him? There had to be nearly a twenty-year gap between them, and he already had two fully grown kids. Or maybe that was exactly why it worked. One look at my little sister's face told you where the genes came from, so if Dad had started taking care of himself, it wasn't entirely unbelievable. At least he seemed full of energy again—that was a relief. He'd also mentioned his food business was thriving.
I mindlessly tapped the screen, then froze. Two names sat registered in my favorites.
Master♥
Little Sister♥
Just thinking about them made my heart flutter.
"Cookie, hurry up. Time to eat."
At my little sister's call, I crawled out of the room on all fours without ever rising from the position I'd been lying in. When I reached the table, the savory smell of toast washed over me—golden-brown bread, fried eggs and bacon, and on one side of a wide plate, canapés of crackers, cheese, and tomato. It was the brunch I'd made for Park Seoh-ah and my little sister, who'd gotten up a little late. I'd been cooking for them these past few days.
Drool…
I gazed at two pairs of legs so smooth they practically gleamed with a soft sheen, then shifted my eyes toward my little sister. They took turns handling me at every meal. Today it was hers. I slipped under the table and knelt in front of her.
She was wearing one of my oversized shirts, covering her lower half with nothing but the top—true bottomless fashion, bare underneath. She casually spread her legs. The shadowed hollow of her crotch gradually brightened into view. Then she lifted the hem a little, and her bare pussy came fully into sight. Even after sucking and licking it all day long, just looking at it made my heart race. Her clit, flushed bright red and twitching open, made my head go blank if I stared for more than a few seconds.
Slurp, slurp♥
Clit, outer lips, inner lips, perineum, entrance. I frantically licked that pretty pussy while listening to her commands.
"Look at Master's eyes. That's it. Keep looking while you lick."
When I licked my little sister's pussy, I always had to hold eye contact. And the moment I looked into those haughty eyes—
"Haa. Hnn…♥ No getting hard. Don't get hard. You can't get hard looking at Master's face♥"
—my cock snapped fully erect in an instant. The way she let out faint moans with her face faintly flushed was so beautiful I sometimes forgot to breathe.
"Hnnk— You siscon puppy. You're so worked up…♥ Does Master moaning drive you crazy?"
She stroked my head as my eyes glazed over.
"Just a little eye contact with Master and you turn into an idiot♥ Does your little sister turn you on?"
Throb, throb♥
"Ahn♥ Your siscon cock is about to burst…♥"
"Huff, huff♡"
While I licked her in a frenzy of excitement, Park Seoh-ah and my little sister calmly carried on their conversation.
"This is seriously so good. Why is our Cookie such an amazing cook? I want to eat this every day."
"It's not that… nngh— Ah. Yeah. Isn't it?"
"You think so? This is easily one of the best things I've ever tasted."
Park Seoh-ah never skimped on praise whenever she ate my cooking. Even empty flattery felt good to hear. I hadn't had any particular passion for cooking before, but it was starting to feel enjoyable. I worked harder because I wanted more praise. Of course, whether I worked hard or not, the result would be the same. It was only natural that Park Seoh-ah would praise it and fall for the food—thanks to the various special ingredients that came out of my Pocket.
Specifically, the things that came from the Cooking King's Warehouse. According to the manual, it was a warehouse containing the secrets of the Cooking King who had conquered the universe through cuisine—a storage filled with seasonings and ingredients he had made or collected. Every so often, one would pop out.
"Was toast always this delicious? Everything else is exactly to my taste too."
The butter spread on the bread, the pepper on the bacon, the salt in the fried eggs, the tomato oozing with refreshing juice—seasonings and ingredients so potent that even eating them raw would make your eyes light up. That was why I usually just ate whatever casually. As long as I had the Cooking King's ingredients, anything tasted good. My monthly food expenses ran around two hundred thousand won. My little sister alone blew through over ten million a month just on allowance, so I was the one who tried to save.
"I've been thinking—your reaction seems pretty lukewarm. Is Cookie's cooking not that great?"
My little sister answered Park Seoh-ah's question.
"No, it's good. It tastes good, but… nngh. Mmph. Hahk♥ That's all. I don't really have any other… nngh♥ …impressions."
"Really? Come to think of it, I've never seen Chaeeun marvel over food. She's surprisingly picky."
Even ingredients from the Cooking King's Warehouse couldn't captivate my little sister. Part of it was her picky palate, but I also felt like I was still wasting its potential. This was a warehouse imbued with the essence of someone who'd conquered the universe through cooking. Surely it held secrets that would more than satisfy her. In Dad's case, he'd left for work the moment he finished eating.
Gurgle.
My stomach growled. My little sister had forbidden me from cumming—I could only cum when she allowed it—but I still came at least three times a day, so I was physically exhausted. Even after ordering eel and taking tonics and omega-3, the fatigue never improved. I'd tried what seemed like a stamina-boosting vitamin from the Cooking King's Warehouse, and it just made me more energetic, which only increased how often I came.
Slurp, slurp♥
As I licked, her juices started flowing heavily. I drank every drop while continuing to look up at her face. She would chat and eat with Park Seoh-ah, occasionally glancing down to meet my eyes. Just locking gazes sent electric tingles through my body. Of course, pussy juice wasn't a meal. To eat actual food, I needed permission from Park Seoh-ah or my little sister. Not just meals—I needed permission for anything I did. Right now, if I made my little sister feel good, I could eat.
"Haah, nngh, hnnk♥ Master's about to cum, so… catch it with your mouth."
Slurp♥
"Yeah— ha♥ Hnn, yeah♥ Eyes. Look at my eyes. Look at Master's eyes."
Her body trembled finely as our eyes met.
Psssh♥
Her juices gushed out like a tide. I pressed my mouth tighter and drank it all. Pussy juice was musky and anything but fragrant. But now I felt like I'd get withdrawal symptoms if I went even a day without drinking it. The muskiness made it even more addictive, more alluring. An indescribable addiction was seeping into my brain. I'd only been serving her, yet precum beaded on my cock as it throbbed—a cock that got hard just from meeting my little sister's eyes. If things got any worse, I might cum just from locking eyes with her.
"Does Master's pussy juice taste good?"
"Woof…!"
I could speak human language, but I usually had to answer with a woof.
"Now Master will feed you. Let's eat."
Thump-thump♥
Hearing that we were going to eat made my heart race. My little sister adjusted her posture. I was a puppy, so… she had to feed me for me to eat. She looked down at me and said,
"I can hear your heartbeat from here. Getting excited because your little sister's going to feed you?"
Thump-thump♥
"Ah♥ You're a hopeless siscon♥ If you like it, rub your face on my thighs."
While I nuzzled my cheek against her, she cut a piece of fried egg and put it in her own mouth. She chewed slowly, gradually lowering her head, then spat the chewed egg into her palm—finely broken down and thoroughly soaked in saliva. The way you'd give a dog sniffing around for human food just a tiny taste. This was the only way I was allowed to eat.
I licked her palm clean. The fried egg vanished in an instant, and savoring the umami, I sucked up even the oil left on her skin. After eating, I stared up at her.
"Good boy. You eat so well. Let's keep eating like that."
Receiving her praise made my cock throb even harder. Feeling like it wasn't enough, I licked my lips. Delicious. It was so delicious. Eating this way seemed even tastier than using things from the Cooking King's Warehouse. She continued chewing and spitting out the bacon, toast, and canapés to feed me. It was more troublesome and time-consuming than just eating normally. But every time I was fed, my heart pounded and I felt affection. My position as a puppy sank in more clearly, deepening the sense of submission.
When the meal was finished, she commanded,
"Now clear the dishes and clean up."
At her words, I slowly rose. I couldn't stay on all fours like a dog while doing the dishes, after all. As I stood a little awkwardly on two legs, she poked my erect cock with her finger.
"What did you even do to already be about to cum?"
"…"
"Just looking at Master makes you want to cum?"
"…Yes."
"Want to have sex with Master?"
"Yes…"
I swallowed without meaning to. She smiled as if she found me cute.
"No♥ Cookie's cock is too weak♥"
Twitch♥
"You're a premature ejaculator who can't last even a minute of mock sex with Master♥ You turn into a premature ejaculator just looking at me, you idiot♥"
Twitch-twitch♥
"Begging won't work. I'm not letting you cum."
As I watched her now-firm expression, Park Seoh-ah said with a smile,
"Cookie. You remember, right? Master said she'd introduce you to her friends today. There are Master's friends, and Cookie friends too."
Cookie friends… meaning people who'd become puppies just like me?
"They're seniors who've been managers longer than Cookie, so you can ask them anything and it'll help."
"…"
"And our Cookie can't lose to other puppy friends, right? So just hold on a little longer, okay?"
"Yes…"
I couldn't guess what she meant by not being allowed to lose. When I carefully asked, all I got back was that I'd find out soon enough.
When night fell, I drove my little sister and Park Seoh-ah to the streets of Itaewon.