Chapter 52
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: Masturbation (2)
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In truth, there was absolutely no reason for Ha Yoon to feel embarrassed about something as trivial as masturbation.
When she'd been a man, she'd shoved cocks into others who knows how many times, and since transforming into this body, how many times had she been fucked herself?
The time to feel shame or humiliation over such acts had long since passed.
But... Ha Yoon swallowed hard and lowered her head, gazing at the slit visible beyond her massive breasts.
This was the first time she'd properly looked at it since changing.
She'd clearly taken cocks as thick as her forearm multiple times, yet it remained tightly shut, showing no signs of wear.
As expected of a TS victim's body. It was something she already knew, but it never failed to amaze her every time she saw it.
No matter if it had been used dozens or hundreds of times, it always stayed pristine.
Ha Yoon cautiously brought her hand closer.
"Ugh...!"
Perhaps due to her hypersensitive state, just brushing a finger nearby sent goosebumps of pleasure rippling through her.
She'd only touched the outer labia—not even rubbing the clit or slit—yet this pleasure terrified her. But under Kim Seon-ah's unwavering stare, she forced a calm expression and moved her finger.
"Mm, ah..."
But just grazing the edges like this already felt so intense—how could she dive straight into penetration? Her hesitant finger wandered nearby, avoiding the slit and clit.
Without insertion or clit stimulation, her hypersensitive body still steadily built pleasure, leaking fluids. Ha Yoon squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on the upward stroke of her finger.
If she played it right, she might even climax from just this.
"What are you doing, exactly?"
"Uh, huh? Why?"
"You think you can finish today like that?"
"W-Wait, what are you doing?!"
Kim Seon-ah suddenly closed in and took position behind her back. Ha Yoon asked in a panicked voice.
But Kim Seon-ah paid no mind, overlaying her hand on Ha Yoon's and saying,
"I'll help you, so let's wrap this up quick."
"Wait, I'm not ready yet, ahn...!"
Squish—pressing hard on the slit made juices seep out. The pleasure—a world apart from mere stroking—made Ha Yoon writhe, but Kim Seon-ah kept rubbing over the slit with their gripped hands.
"Ha Yoon, you're so wet. I don't produce this much."
"Ah, what are you, haa...?"
"Helping you masturbate."
That's why are you helping...! Ha Yoon wanted to yell, but Kim Seon-ah's strokes grew rhythmic, leaving her only able to moan nonstop.
"Hnn, haa, ahn..."
"Now for insertion?"
"Haa, i-insertion? Ahn...!"
Ignoring any reply, she hooked their fingers and thrust them deep. Ha Yoon felt the two fingers enter her pussy and hit a shallow climax.
"Whoa, feel it clenching..."
"Y-You... haa!"
"Feels good, right?"
The whisper in her ear drew a teary glare from Ha Yoon. But it lasted only a moment. As the fingers scraped her inner walls, she dropped her head and moaned.
Squish-squish-squish-squish—
"Hii, ah, haa...!"
"If you're about to cum, say so. Don't hold back."
It wasn't the kind of thing she could hold back if she tried.
Ha Yoon twisted her flushed face and stammered,
"I-I'm gonna, cum, hii!"
Squish-squelch-squish-squish—
At those words, the thrusting fingers sped up.
Ha Yoon desperately reached with her other hand to stop it, but Kim Seon-ah blocked her with her free hand.
"No. Cum properly."
"I'll do it, I'll do it, but why so, fast, hng...!"
Spurt—Ha Yoon threw her head back as fluids squirted. Sensations like carbonated soda flooding her brain washed over her in waves.
"Ugh, haa, aa...?"
While Ha Yoon dazedly savored the afterglow, Kim Seon-ah withdrew the fingers and thrust them before her face.
"See? Completely soaked."
Clenching then opening her fist stretched sticky threads of fluid.
The lewd scent wafting from that hand made Ha Yoon—staring blankly—bow her head in shame.
Seeing it, Kim Seon-ah whispered in her ear,
"I showed you the demo, so you can do it solo now, right?"
"Y-Yeah..."
"Then again. From the start."
F-From the start? The afterglow hadn't even faded, and at that order, Ha Yoon looked flustered. Kim Seon-ah tilted her head and raised her soaked hand.
"Or should I help more?"
"N-No! I can do it alone, ahn!"
Ha Yoon shook her head and shoved her finger into her pussy. Gluck—the recently climaxed walls clamped down greedily.
Gluck—gluck—gluck—
"Hnn, ugh, ahn..."
Much slower than when Kim Seon-ah did it, but it was Ha Yoon's best.
Even as her body shuddered and mind blanked with each thrust, she kept moving.
But Kim Seon-ah wasn't satisfied. Lip-biting at the sluggish masturbation, she grabbed Ha Yoon's breast.
Squeeze—
"Ahn?! W-What?!"
"Helping with masturbation."
"Don't need it, hnn...!"
Bending both index fingers, she teased the erect nipples. Protests turned to faint moans from Ha Yoon's lips.
"Don't stop your fingers. Ignore the tits."
"How can I ignore, haat...?"
"I said ignore them."
Pinned by the relentless flicking, Ha Yoon resumed fingering.
"Hngg, haat, haa..."
Nonstop nipple play plus pussy thrusting made the pleasure sharper than before. The breast sensations were another dimension from the pussy.
Kim Seon-ah stopped flicking on the panting, moaning Ha Yoon and yanked the nipples taut.
"Hiii?!"
Ha Yoon's shrill moan didn't stop it. She twisted like squeezing, pressed hard, yanked repeatedly.
"Stop, please...!"
"Until the drug's fully gone, remember?"
"But too intense, gonna cum again, haaa!"
"Yeah, cum."
'Bucket next time maybe.'
Kim Seon-ah mused inwardly at Ha Yoon squirting spectacularly so soon after her last climax.
Regardless, consecutive orgasms left Ha Yoon panting,
"L-Listen... After this much, drug's gotta be gone, hiyaa!"
"Still feels like some left?"
A backstroke drew instant moans; Kim Seon-ah tilted her head.
Hard to tell if it was climax sensitivity or lingering drug.
Ha Yoon shuddered, then snapped her head up.
"This whole situation's weird from the start! Why are you so proactive today?!"
Normally she'd blush and spectate from afar or look away.
But now? Grabbing her hand to teach masturbation, teasing/pulling/twisting nipples under "helping," whispering pervy stuff in her ear.
Thinking that far, Ha Yoon flushed crimson and yelled,
"Who are you?! Not Kim Seon-ah?!"
"Why say that? And you're not the only one who changed here."
"Even so, you've changed way too much!"
Had to be Teacher Gan's fault. At least pre-visit, she was the old Kim Seon-ah.
Ha Yoon bowed her head. Actually, it was her fault—trading her body to lighten Ha Yoon's punishment.
But the change was extreme.
"...Going to Teacher Gan that tough?"
"What's that out of nowhere?"
"If it's too hard, stop. I'll endure the rest."
Post-today, just five punishment days left. Tomorrow's two mandatory holidays—trainers, sex fiends or not, were civil servants who usually went out.
Trainees didn't always rest, but holidays were looser than weekdays; two days likely uneventful.
Realistically, three days to tough out.
Kim Seon-ah pondered Ha Yoon's words, then tugged the freed nipple.
"Eek! What?! I'm serious here!"
Jolted pleasure turned to a moan; Ha Yoon snapped. Kim Seon-ah shrugged.
"If hard, I wouldn't go. Obvious much?"
"But you..."
"Ha Yoon. No weird talk. My choice, my want. Ah, not wanting sex slave treatment, got it?"
"I know?!"
But the doubt lingered: where'd the timid weakling go, replaced by bold proactivity?
Meeting the questioning gaze, Kim Seon-ah nose-scratched.
"Well, personality shift? I get awkward in new spots..."
"...So this your real self?"
"Both real. Technically."
Anxious trembling in unfamiliarity: me. Proactive boldness once comfy: me too.
"So you see change, but nah—this my original; no shift."
Flip-flopping that drastically as "normal"? Unconvincing, but Ha Yoon conceded. It was Kim Seon-ah.
Gap too huge though. Dissatisfied, Ha Yoon said,
"...So with that boyfriend you mentioned, sex like this too?"
"If picking leader... me. But why this topic?"
"Dunno. Your fault. Ahn!"
"Why mine?"
Kim Seon-ah pouted, viciously twisting the nipple. Ha Yoon moaned into climax wordless.
Only after three straight orgasms did the drug fully fade, letting them stop.