Bear TV
Bear TV
As soon as I got home, I plopped down on the bed.
It was time to calculate today's dungeon earnings.
Sitting on the bed, I took out my phone.
Opened the calculator app.
23 wolf cores at 5,000 won each.
5 boar cores at 7,000 won each.
23 times 5,000 plus 5 times 7,000 equals?
"...How much is that?"
If I were Wolha, I could've calculated it in the blink of an eye.
I tapped the calculator to check.
"150,000 won."
Adding the boss reward...
"...450,000 won."
An unimaginable amount compared to before.
I couldn't help but smile.
But the smile quickly faded.
No matter how lucky I got, the boss reward could only be claimed once per day.
Meaning, if luck was bad tomorrow... maybe 150,000 won per day?
"Plus, considering my trait, I need to get to the 2nd Floor quickly."
My trait, which hadn't changed at all in the past three years,
only transformed after descending to the 3rd Floor with the hidden piece.
"But unlike the 1st Floor, the 2nd Floor requires equipment..."
Not just 100,000-won gear, but equipment costing millions per piece.
"Sigh..."
With these earnings, I can't even afford 2nd Floor gear, let alone pay off 300 million in debt.
I opened my Status Window.
[Trait: Yin-Yang Person]
"...?"
The sun seemed slightly smaller than when I checked at the Settlement Office earlier...
Or maybe not? Was it just my imagination?
Just in case, I activated my trait again.
— The sun burns fiercely.
No change.
My vision darkened as I set my phone down and rummaged through my pocket.
Something rustled.
A small scrap of paper came out.
A name—Lee Yul—and a phone number.
...Her equipment was pretty decent, right?
Should I contact her...
But then I remembered the commotion at the Settlement Office.
The faces of those men screaming, "Where's that bitch Lee Yul?!"
...If what they said was true, contacting her wouldn't help anyway.
I crumpled the note and threw it in the trash.
***
"Ah, whatever."
I flopped onto the old bed.
BAM!!
"Huh?"
With a deafening crash, the bed frame snapped and collapsed.
—THUD! THUD! THUD!
"Are you raising elephants in there?! Keep it down!!"
Instinctively, I flattened myself against the floor.
"S-sorry..."
After holding my breath for a while, I confirmed the downstairs had quieted down and got up.
I stared at the broken bed.
"Repair costs... no, I'll need a new one...
More money?"
I started tapping the calculator but gave up.
Everything was just too bothersome.
But then.
"...?"
My lower abdomen felt heavy.
Different from muscle soreness.
Something cold and weighty had formed there.
What is this?
I rubbed my stomach, but nothing felt off.
Just strangely cold.
"...Must be tired."
I closed my eyes.
But sleep wouldn't come.
"I'm hungry."
I was starving.
A ravenous hunger surged through me, as if I'd die if I didn't eat something immediately.
***
I headed to the nearby convenience store where I'd failed to buy underwear last time.
DING.
"Welcome... oh?"
The clerk's eyes widened.
"You were here before..."
Too exhausted to reply, I piled items into my arms without a basket.
8 lunch boxes, 5 cup noodles, a pack of chicken breast, a heap of sausages.
The clerk gasped as I stacked the food mountain-high on the counter.
"A-all of this...?"
"Yes."
Hurry.
The clerk started scanning barcodes.
But their hands kept slowing.
They kept glancing at me, cheeks gradually reddening.
"Um... do you like working out?
Your body's really nice."
"Ah, haha. A bit."
"Do you live nearby?"
...Before, they'd just ring me up and that was it.
But I didn't feel bad about it.
Being handsome really is the best.
But then.
Looking at the clerk's face, my lower abdomen twitched again.
Like an ice block had formed in my gut.
"...Sir? Are you okay?"
"Ah, yes.
...Just really hungry."
"S-sorry!
I'll ring you up quickly!"
***
Back home, I shoveled the lunch boxes into my mouth.
One, two...
Only after finishing the eighth one did the hunger finally subside.
"Haa..."
I pushed the empty containers aside and checked the receipt.
85,300 won.
For one meal?
Three meals a day would be...
"Nearly 300,000 won?"
My daily dungeon earnings were 450,000 won on a lucky day, 150,000 if I missed the boss...
"Sigh... As Wolha, just one yogurt drink filled me up."
This body's fuel efficiency is the worst.
"I don't need this body, turn me back into Wolha..."
I prayed to the ceiling, but my body remained unchanged.
***
I lay back on the broken mattress.
Sleep wouldn't come, and my head was a mess.
I absentmindedly opened the Gom TV app on my phone.
Not the account I used as Wolha, but an old dummy account named 'oo123'.
"...What are the other girls up to now?"
Searching for Haneul Company brought up familiar thumbnails.
The first to catch my eye was Ha-Yan's stream.
[Ha-Yan♡ - Did you sleep well, oppas?]
Ha-Yan, her face whitened by a blurry filter, was speaking in a cutesy, lisping voice.
"Oppa~ Ha-Yan missed you~?"
"Did she cut her tongue...? The fakeness is unreal."
But despite my sneering mouth,
when Ha-Yan tilted her head and smiled, my hand unconsciously moved toward the donation button.
Wait.
What am I doing?
I'm not crazy enough to donate to her, am I?
I forced my hand away and typed in chat instead.
[oo123: hi]
But my greeting vanished instantly in the flood of messages.
Of course, a non-paying chatter's message wouldn't get noticed.
Still.
"...Pisses me off."
I left Ha-Yan's stream.
Scrolling through, another stream caught my eye.
[Arin♥ - Gonna be spicy today~]
I entered the stream of Arin, who'd lost Keunson Gom to me.
"Oppas, how do I look today?"
Wearing a skin-tight mini dress,
she was twerking with her butt pressed against the camera.
"...Her boobs look awkward every time."
Her unnaturally jiggling chest caught my eye.
At that point, she'd need revision surgery, right?
...If I were Wolha now, I could steal all her viewers.
As I scoffed,
Arin bent deeply forward, pushing her cleavage at the camera.
At that moment, my lower abdomen twitched again.
A cold, heavy sensation coiled below.
This time, I was sure.
It wasn't hunger.
"Why's this happening now? Haven't jerked off in too long?"
I set my phone down and took deep breaths.
To feel like this looking at her...
"Let's go somewhere else."
I quickly fled to another stream.
***
Scrolling through streams, my hand stopped.
[Suyeon - Chatting, singing, dancing♥]
Haneul Company's #1, Lee Suyeon.
A woman in a tight black dress, wavy brown hair,
legs crossed through the dress's slit as she tilted a wine glass toward the camera.
"Do I look a bit swollen today?
Should I end the stream early?"
[Don't go!]
Instantly, a flood of balloons poured in.
If I were Wolha, I could've gotten even more than that.
As jealousy flared,
Suyeon set her glass down and leaned sharply toward the camera.
"Hmm, what should I do? Can't decide~"
Her soft breathing brushed the mic, tickling my eardrums.
The deep neckline of her dress dipped further,
casting dark shadows between her breasts under the lights.
At that moment.
A chill seized my lower body again.
But unlike before, this cold shot up my spine and pierced my brain.
"Ugh...!"
Suyeon swept her hair back, exposing her pale nape.
Red lips, deep cleavage—I could almost smell her through the screen.
No, you idiot. That's money you risked your life for today...!
My rationality screamed its last,
but the icy chill freezing my brain shattered my resistance completely.
When Suyeon licked her lips,
my finger was already pressing the payment button.
[oo123 gifted 1,000 balloons!]
"Oh my, thank you so much oo123-nim~ What would you like to see, oppa?"
[Dance]
"Okay! Just a sec~"
She rose from her chair.
The black dress swayed precariously.
The room lights dimmed as sultry music began playing.
Then she turned her back to the camera.
"Oppa, watch closely."
Suyeon bent deeply, lifting her ass toward the camera.
The tight dress strained against her plump curves, outlining every detail.
She began swaying her hips broadly to the music.
And at that moment, I completely lost my mind.
I practically threw my phone onto its stand,
sat on the edge of the broken mattress, and spread my legs.
Unzipping my pants,
my trapped erection sprang free like a released spring.
Did my trait change this too?
My formerly average cock had become a veiny, grotesque monster.
"Haa... haa..."
I smeared the precum already leaking from the tip across my palm,
then gripped the thick shaft.
On screen, Suyeon turned to face forward, beginning sensual body waves.
With one knee slightly bent, each pelvic thrust made
her heavy breasts threaten to spill from the deep neckline.
Matching the rhythm of her hips, my hand began moving.
The sticky music and sounds of flesh filled the room.
My breathing, steady even against the 1st Floor boss, had become that of a rutting beast.
My strokes grew faster, rougher.
"Ahh, oo123 oppa! Another 1,000? Thank you, this one's on me~"
On screen, Suyeon swept sweat-damp hair back and lifted one leg onto her chair.
The dress rode up dangerously high on her thigh.
She cupped her cleavage with both hands,
licking her lips while staring into the camera with hungry eyes.
"Oppa... I'm so hot right now?"
Flushed cheeks.
Half-lidded eyes.
Sultry breathing through the mic.
It all overwhelmed me.
"So fucking hot."
I dragged my hand from root to tip in one brutal stroke.
Pleasure erupted from the base.
SPLURT, SPLAT!
Thick, white cum shot into the air.
But it wasn't over.
This monstrous body didn't know exhaustion.
Unlike as Wolha, where heat would blaze then fade,
this coldness froze my brain while refusing to end.
Even after cumming, my dick stayed fully hard.
Like a madman, I tapped the point recharge button and donated more.
As balloons exploded on screen, Suyeon leaned closer.
"Haaang... Oppa, are you trying to drive me crazy? Just for you~"
She ran her tongue slowly over her lips,
then dragged a finger down her cleavage.
When our eyes met through the screen,
I squeezed my cock.
Overwhelming pleasure shot up my spine and exploded in my head.
"Nngh—!!"
An explosive orgasm—I lost count of how many.
Massive ropes of cum splattered across the floor.
My lower body and the floor became a sticky mess.
After convulsing like an animal, the cold finally receded.
And at last, my sanity returned.
***
Suyeon's sultry stream still played on screen.
But ignoring her, I checked my donation history with trembling hands.
Total: 400,000 won.
Nearly all the money I'd earned grinding the 1st Floor all day had gone to Suyeon's stream.
"What... have I done..."
I looked down.
The floor was soaked with my cum.
I covered my face with my hands.
As a woman or a man.
The extreme risk came without warning, only the form differed.
"...I need to develop my trait further."
The answer was my trait.
Since it turned me into this beast,
the only way to control these instincts was to strengthen it further.
Which meant going deeper—the 2nd Floor, or beyond.
But.
My eyes returned to the donation history.
Today's earnings were nearly gone, with no money left for 2nd Floor gear.
"...Fucked."
I collapsed onto the bed.
As consciousness faded,
Suyeon's seductive smile remained on my phone screen.
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[Dungeon Gallery]
Title: Seoul District 7 Dungeon Blacklist Notice
Healer Lee Yul.
This person fled alone during a 1st Floor boss fight, causing party collapse.
Added to District 7 blacklist.
Reference when forming parties.
oo: Obviously
oo: What kind of asshole gathers a party then runs?
oo: The frontline almost died three times
oo: Pink hair, right?
oo: Yeah
oo: What's her trait? Heard she's a healer
oo: Healers can work anywhere lol why dungeon?
oo: tsk tsk just farm 1st Floor mobs why boss rush
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[Streamer Gallery]
Title: Wolha's third day off
No updates since the first hiatus notice
oo: Really sick?
oo: Seems like it
oo: Will she stream Haneul Company next week?
oo: Why would someone sick go there?
oo: Just worried since it's been so long
oo: Maybe Keunson Gom took her to a resort
oo: nah Keunson was in another female streamer's chat yesterday
oo: lol Keunson switching again?
oo: Wolha please come backㅠㅠ
oo: Honestly might get fired from Haneul at this rate
oo: No!
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