The Extreme Sports Event

It was a peaceful weekend afternoon. I lay sprawled on my bed, scrolling through my phone with nothing better to do. At my age, even one round of gaming left me mentally drained, and sitting motionless in a chair at work every day had left my entire body stiff and achy. My brain was telling me I needed to move around to shake off this boredom. Maybe go hiking? But simply climbing a mountain for the sake of it probably wouldn’t cure this restlessness. Besides, hiking wasn’t popular enough that I’d find anyone to join me. I craved something intense, something that would really get my body moving. Maybe I should start with jogging.

I rose from the bed, stretched, changed into workout clothes, laced up my sneakers, and headed out for a light run. With no particular destination in mind, I began jogging around the neighborhood, taking in the sights. First I passed the playground inside my apartment complex and headed toward the bustling commercial area. Since I usually only wandered near the office, many new restaurants and shops had sprung up around my house that I’d never noticed before. I slowed my pace and took my time examining the fresh additions.

There was a malatang place that tasted great but grew harder on the stomach with age, a coin karaoke joint popular with high schoolers, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and a famous franchise pocha. I committed each new shop to memory, promising myself I’d visit someday, and continued onward. Before long I arrived at the brothel district. It was a familiar street, but entering from the rear entrance revealed several shops I hadn’t seen before. Ooh, maybe I should take a look around. My light jog gradually slowed until it became a leisurely stroll. Countless yokai brothels lined the way, and I mentally bookmarked the ones that caught my eye.

Then one shop stood out in particular. It had a distinct Chinese-style design, though nothing especially unique compared to the others. What drew my attention was the banner out front announcing an event. Extreme Sports Event. From what I could read, it seemed like an active challenge where participants completed physical missions to win prizes. But an extreme event at a brothel…? The idea definitely sparked my curiosity. For someone itching to move his body, it felt like the perfect fit.

I slipped a hand into my pocket and, luckily, found my wallet. Guess this is how it’s meant to be. I stepped inside.

The interior was decorated with Chinese-style ornaments and furniture. As I approached the counter, a rhythmic thump thump thump echoed from the management room behind it. The door opened, and a jiangshi wearing traditional Chinese clothes with a talisman stuck to her forehead hopped out, arms stretched forward. Her blue skin framed a rather pretty face, yet she spoke with a completely blank expression, not a single muscle twitching.

“Welcome. Is this your first time here?”

“Ah… yes, it is.”

Her cold, emotionless tone sent a shiver down my spine. She continued without pause.

“This is a Chinese yokai brothel. You may designate any of the various yokai appearing in ancient Chinese texts. Would you like to make a selection?”

The jiangshi woman opened a booklet and showed it to me. I glanced through it briefly, then looked up and asked, “By the way, what exactly is the event written on the banner outside?”

“Ah… The Extreme Sports Event takes place in a space created by yokai power. You must reach a destination and find a treasure. However, three missions await along the path.”

Missions. That was what the sign had mentioned. Physical missions… The words were incredibly tempting for someone who wanted to move his body right now. But what did any of that have to do with a brothel?

“Each time you clear a mission, you may recruit one companion. All companions are employees of our establishment. They will assist you in reaching the final destination. Upon arrival, you will receive a small prize and may engage in sexual relations with the companions you recruited.”

Oho… So it’s a four-way. That was the system. No wonder a brothel would run an event like this.

“However, if you engage in sexual relations before reaching the destination, the mission will be considered a failure. You will return to the original world immediately after ejaculation. The recruited companions will also tempt you and test your endurance.”

Damn… An unexpected hurdle. Still, a challenge like this only made the attempt more worthwhile.

“I’ll take on the challenge.”

“Understood. Please wait a moment.”

When I answered confidently, the jiangshi woman hopped back into the management room with her signature thumping steps. A short while later she emerged holding a gourd. Following her instructions, I paid the fee and memorized the precautions. To summarize, inside the yokai-powered space you could neither be injured nor die, though some pain was possible, so one should remain cautious in dangerous situations.

“The challenge begins now. I wish you success.”

With the jiangshi woman’s farewell, my body was sucked into the gourd she held. For a moment everything went black, and I fell through darkness. My body floated weightlessly. I surrendered myself to the zero-gravity void. Once I grew accustomed to it, a cold sensation spread across my back. I slowly opened my eyes.

It was clearly inside the gourd, yet a bright sun shone down on blue skies and lush nature. I took a deep breath; the scent of grass and the forest’s phytoncides assaulted my nose. Yeah… This is what makes exercise worthwhile. Thinking that, I began walking in the direction indicated on a sign that had appeared beside me at some point.

As I walked, a massive boulder shaped like a mountain blocked the path. At first glance it resembled a cliff. While I stared up at it, text appeared before my eyes.

It was the start of the first mission. The task was to climb the cliff. Safety gear appeared alongside the message, and I put it on before approaching the rock. Even though injury was impossible, they still provided the basics.

Up close, the rock had convenient protrusions at regular intervals, like built-in handholds and footholds. After high school I had occasionally gone climbing during my university days. I had quit judo right after graduation, and my restless body had led me to the sport back then just as it was doing now. This height would be the real test, but the climb itself didn’t look too difficult. I’d give it a shot.

I reached up, grabbed a protruding stone, and set my foot. The number 160 seconds immediately appeared in my vision and began counting down. Crap, I haven’t even planned my route yet. I looked up, quickly mapped the rock’s shape and the positions of the holds, and sketched a rough path in my mind.

Okay… from here, then here… I climbed without hesitation, following the route I had envisioned. Memories from my university days flooded my muscles, bringing an almost unbearable rush of pleasure. I could feel my stiff body loosening up. Yes! This is it! Moving my body through sport! Finally—

Slip! As I powered upward, my right hand lost its grip. I lost my balance and began to fall backward. Oh no… I let my guard down. Everything moved in slow motion. At that instant I shot my left hand out and hooked my fingers into a nearby crevice, dangling precariously from the rock.

Phew… that was close. I scanned the area, secured a new hold with my right hand, then stretched my leg until I found a foothold. Fortunately I regained my rhythm and resumed climbing rapidly. Before long I reached the summit. I hooked my hand over the edge, pulled myself up, and stood.

Remaining time: six seconds. If I had fallen where I slipped earlier, I would have failed. Breathing hard, I brushed off my hands and stood. The top of the rock was surprisingly spacious—slightly larger than a high school playground. While I admired the view, fireworks suddenly burst all around me and the words Mission Success appeared in the air. A swell of pride filled my chest.

After the brief fireworks display, I spotted a sign ahead. Behind it stood a pillar with a handle and a rock roughly the size of a car. The sign read: Congratulations on mission success. Please grasp the handle on the pillar ahead and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠turn it clockwise.

I did as instructed. The handle was a little stiff at first, but after a few turns it spun smoothly. A deep rumble shook the ground. While I fought to keep my balance, the rock behind the pillar slowly moved aside, revealing a hidden hole. Then—whoosh!—something shot upward from within.

It landed gracefully before me, brushed itself off, and rose. My eyes were drawn to long, beautifully curved legs, plump thighs, and a sharply defined waist. She wore nothing but vest-like armor and shoulder guards; the bare skin visible through the gaps was incredibly erotic. Her face featured a straight nose, round clear eyes, delicate lips, and fur that covered everything above the neck except her face. Oho… Then this must be…

She greeted me with a bright smile. “Hey! I’m the monkey yokai Yeon-hoo! Let’s have a good time!”

She wagged her long monkey tail as she spoke. The rock, the monkey yokai… This event was clearly modeled after Journey to the West.

“Shall we head to the next one?” As she turned, I doubted my eyes. From the front the armor had hidden it, but her lower body wore only panties. Her slightly flushed buttocks were completely exposed. The panties weren’t quite a thong, yet they had so little fabric that they disappeared between her cheeks; the slightest movement would reveal both her pussy and anus. From the side, her bare breasts were fully visible beneath the armor. Thankfully, as a monkey yokai she didn’t have fur everywhere—only on her head—while the rest of her body was human-like except for the tail.

While I stared in fascination, she glanced back and gave a little snort of laughter. It was clearly a provocation. I can’t fall apart here… Ahem. Let’s descend the rock first.

The next path required climbing down, which was far more dangerous and difficult than going up.

“Get on my back!!” Yeon-hoo squatted in front of me and offered her back. The pose emphasized her panty-clad ass. I swallowed my rising lust and climbed on. True to her monkey nature, she bounded down the rock in leaps and reached the ground in moments. After setting me down, she gazed into the distance.

Something flew toward us at high speed. It was a cloud. Ah… so that’s playing the role of the somersault cloud. In the real history of human-yokai coexistence, cloud vehicles had been commercialized long ago—probably before I was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠even born—but here it was clearly Sun Wukong’s legendary cloud.

Yeon-hoo stepped lightly onto it, sat in lotus position, and floated away. In my line of sight, her slightly red buttocks wiggled with every shift. When she scratched herself, her crack parted slightly and I caught a glimpse of her anus peeking past the panties. I desperately lifted my gaze and focused on her swishing tail. The trial had already begun. I kept closing my eyes tightly then opening them again, trying to keep my mind off her body.

Before long we arrived at a large cathedral. Yeon-hoo descended from the cloud and walked toward the doors. A sign stood in front.

A classic liar puzzle… except this time it was about finding the truth-teller.

I opened the cathedral doors. Six brides in wedding dresses and veils stood in a line before the altar. When I glanced back, Yeon-hoo leaned against the wall with her arms folded, watching me with amusement.

“Sorry! I’m terrible with my head, so count me out!”

I had no choice, but her staying back was far better than having her tempt me up close. I spoke to each bride in turn, then summarized their statements.

1: Today’s wedding is for number 2!

2: It’s not my wedding. I believe it’s number 1’s.

3: Thank you for coming to my wedding.

4: I think what number 3 said is correct.

5: Number 1 is already married. It’s not number 1’s wedding.

6: I believe what number 4 said.

The puzzle looked complicated but was actually simple. Numbers 4, 5, and 6 could be eliminated immediately; since only one person told the truth, anyone who supported another candidate was lying. The people they supported were also eliminated. That left only number 2. Number 2 had said it was number 1’s wedding, so…

“The one telling the truth is number 2. In other words, today’s wedding is number 1’s!”

A brief silence followed my confident declaration. Then rose petals exploded into the air with a pop, and the words Mission Success floated overhead. With another bang, all the brides except number 2 vanished in a cloud of smoke.

“Aww… I wanted to get married too…”

The number 2 bride emerged from the smoke, no longer in a wedding dress. She had a massive build, but unlike the muscular dokkaebi Geum-hwa I had met before, she was soft and plump with plenty of fat. It was still a very stimulating figure. She wore proper bottoms, but the front of her top was completely open, failing to contain her generous breasts and revealing a warm, huggable body that looked like it would envelop you completely.

With pig ears, gentle narrowed eyes, round thin metal glasses, pale skin, and a beaming smile, she was charming. Ah… so she’s the Zhu Bajie counterpart. Her face surprisingly had little fat. As I thought that, she walked right up and pulled me into a hug. I found my face buried in her soft, warm chest, looking up at her.

“Hello. I am the pig yokai Jeo-hwa. May I call you Master?”

“Ah… yes, please do.”

Her face wore a kind smile. Beneath her loose, flowing clothes, her slightly wide areolas and nipples peeked out shyly, teasing my lower body. So this was how she tempted people. Jeo-hwa gently stroked my crotch. Startled, I pushed her away.

“Ahem!”

I cleared my throat and headed for the cathedral’s rear exit. Jeo-hwa followed with a disappointed expression while Yeon-hoo giggled behind us.

Outside the back door lay another meadow. We followed the path toward the next mission site. Once again Yeon-hoo sat in lotus position on her cloud, proudly displaying her sexy ass, while Jeo-hwa walked beside me, her heavy breasts bouncing with every step. Honestly, it was almost impossible to endure. I hunched forward as much as possible so my erection wouldn’t rub against my pants.

Jeo-hwa noticed my awkward gait, flashed a spine-chilling smile, and licked her lips. She pressed right against me so her breasts kept brushing my head. With the heart of Buddha… I closed my eyes and tried to find calm. It backfired. Without sight I had to rely on her body, which only made the sensation of her breasts against my head more vivid. The darkness became a blank canvas, and my brain began painting vivid, creative images across it.

Hot!!! No! Why is my creativity overflowing at a time like this?! I snapped my eyes open. Artificial sunlight created by yokai power blasted my vision. Once my eyes adjusted, I saw a sparsely wooded forest and caught the faint scent of water. We entered the woods. Yeon-hoo stepped off her cloud and walked as well. The area had few trees; it was mostly rocks and grass.

While I looked around, slurrrp! My foot suddenly sank into what I had thought was solid ground. Quicksand. Fine sand mixed with water that flowed like liquid. Beside me, both Yeon-hoo and Jeo-hwa were sinking too.

“Aaaah!! Why is this sand so sticky?!” Yeon-hoo shouted, clearly uncomfortable.

Text appeared above our heads.

The mission had apparently anticipated our fall and gave us no time to think—the countdown had already begun. I had to stay calm. I remembered reading that the most important thing in quicksand was not to panic. Fortunately it only reached the lower body of an average person, so as long as we remained composed it wasn’t lethal. I also recalled that stomping to create impact would loosen the sand.

I stomped hard. The resistance was strong at first, but it gradually weakened.

“Everyone, stomp your feet! Create impact to loosen the quicksand!”

At my shout, Yeon-hoo and Jeo-hwa began stomping too. Ripples spread across the sticky surface. It was working—our bodies were slowly rising. But the speed was too slow; we wouldn’t make it in time.

“Jeo-hwa! Hit the sand hard with your hands! As strong as you can!”

“Ah… understood…”

Jeo-hwa raised her massive arm and slammed it down. Boom! The surface of the quicksand surged violently. The shockwave flung both Yeon-hoo and me clear.

“Kyaaak!”

We stood, brushed off the wet sand, planted our feet on solid ground, and reached for Jeo-hwa, who was still stuck. I grabbed one hand, Yeon-hoo grabbed the other, wrapped her tail around a tree for leverage, and pulled with all our strength. Jeo-hwa didn’t budge. Then fireworks exploded overhead and the words Mission Success appeared.

Ah… so I only needed to get myself out.

After the fireworks faded, the quicksand rippled again. Something rose from within. A woman with straight black hair, an extremely slender frame, shabby monk robes, and a large rosary around her neck emerged from the wet sand. Her clothes remained perfectly clean. She stared at us with an utterly emotionless expression.

These people’s clothes are all thin and fluttering… As I thought that, she gestured. The quicksand surged and slowly freed Jeo-hwa, who collapsed onto the ground, panting.

“Thank you… Sa-hee…” Jeo-hwa gasped.

So her name was Sa-hee. The blunt, taciturn Sa-hee gave Jeo-hwa a small bow.

“Hey!! Couldn’t you have told us the mission details beforehand? I thought I was going to die!” Yeon-hoo complained, stomping her feet. It seemed even fellow employees didn’t know the mission contents in advance.

I wanted to rest longer, but Sa-hee turned silently and began walking. Her monk robe was completely see-through; lowering my gaze revealed that the lower garment split at the buttocks, exposing everything. A fundoshi-like undergarment barely covered her crack. Though her body was skinny, her ass was glossy and firm. Fortunately her blunt, quiet personality meant she didn’t actively try to seduce me.

We left the forest and continued along the path. Soon an incredibly tall staircase appeared. Is this the last one? It looked easy enough. We climbed for a long time. Sa-hee walked beside me with her usual blank face. Jeo-hwa panted heavily from the effort her heavy body required, while Yeon-hoo pushed her from behind with an exaggerated scowl.

After what felt like forever, we reached the top.

“Phew, finally!”

“Sorry, Yeon-hoo…”

Jeo-hwa and Yeon-hoo collapsed at the summit. I approached and fanned them with my hands.

“Are you all right?”

“Aigoo… thank you…”

“Thank you, Master…”

While fanning them, I looked for Sa-hee. She stood motionless before an altar. The other two caught their breath, stood, and joined her. A single sheet of paper rested on the altar. I picked it up and read.

The space warped and transformed into a spacious hotel room. All the wet sand and dust clinging to our clothes vanished. On the large bed lay four neatly folded bathrobes. Checking the clock, only about fifteen minutes had passed since we entered. Time apparently flowed differently inside the yokai-powered space.

Yeon-hoo stretched languidly. “Kuuung! It’s finally over… So then…”

She approached slowly, draped an arm around my shoulder, stroked my cock with her tail, and whispered in my ear. “To think you didn’t fall for all that temptation—I was starting to wonder if you were impotent~ Shall we check now?”

A short while later I had washed and lay on the bed waiting for them. The moment they emerged from the bathroom they discarded their robes and climbed onto the mattress. The slim, stylish monkey yokai Yeon-hoo; the plump, big-breasted Jeo-hwa; and the skinny yet beautifully buttocked Sa-hee—three women, each with her own charm, crawled toward me seductively.

Yeon-hoo climbed onto my thighs. “I’m first!”

She grabbed my cock, aligned it with her entrance, and lowered herself.

Squish. “Ugh!!”

With the sound of flesh parting, Yeon-hoo’s eyes widened in surprise. Soon she began rolling her hips, moaning. “Haaang… What the… it’s huge… and you kept it under control so well…”

Her elastic waist slammed down powerfully around my cock. But I couldn’t finish yet. I would repay every second I had endured. I desperately held back my climax while Jeo-hwa, watching with envy, pressed her breasts against my face. I sucked hard on her nipple while feeling Yeon-hoo’s pussy below. Jeo-hwa stroked my hair, sighing, “Mmm… yes… good boy…”

While I eagerly sucked Jeo-hwa’s nipple, a moist warmth suddenly enveloped my own. I looked down to see Sa-hee, still expressionless, licking my chest.

“Ugh… this is…”

“Haaang! It’s so hard!”

Their combined stimulation made my cock even harder, stirring Yeon-hoo’s insides mercilessly. As the urge to cum grew unbearable, I gripped her hips and pounded upward with all my strength, shaking her violently.

“Ughhh!! Wait!!! Too rough!!! Uuuugh!!!”

After thrusting like that for a while I could no longer hold back. I erupted, flooding her pussy with semen.

“Haaaaang!!!”

Feeling the hot, sticky load inside her, Yeon-hoo’s eyes rolled back. Drool spilled from her mouth as her body convulsed and she collapsed backward. I pulled my mouth from Jeo-hwa’s breast and sat up. Yeon-hoo lay spread-eagled like a frog, completely senseless.

“Then it’s my turn now, Master…”

Jeo-hwa got on all fours and shook her plump ass. The rippling flesh danced enticingly. Even after one ejaculation, my cock rose rock-hard again. I thrust into her thick, wet pussy in one smooth motion.

“Hok!”

Jeo-hwa stuck out her tongue and moaned. I moved slowly at first. Her abundant juices coated my shaft and dripped down. I pulled Sa-hee close and slipped my tongue into her mouth.

“Hup! Mmm!!”

Slurp… slurrrp.

Ah… this is pure luxury. While I enjoyed Jeo-hwa’s pussy at a leisurely pace, Yeon-hoo suddenly buried her face between my cheeks and began licking my asshole.

“Kgh!!”

Blood surged to my groin. Thinking became impossible; my body reflexively ordered my hips to thrust harder.

Pow! Pow! Pow! I pounded Jeo-hwa’s pussy with savage force. Her ass rippled wildly and she clenched tightly around me in shock. Her eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open as she drooled.

“Uooooogh!! Kuuuul!!! Honey!!! It feels so good!! Master!!! I’m Master’s sow!!! Please give me your cum!!!”

The gentle, warm Jeo-hwa had transformed into a vulgar vixen straight out of an erotic comic. Her complete change excited me even more, and I could no longer hold back. With a final deep thrust I poured everything I had into her.

Jeo-hwa collapsed onto the bed with a heavy thud. Phew… maybe I should catch my breath… Doing it twice in a row had left me exhausted. Maybe I really was getting old. Just as I thought that, Yeon-hoo kissed me, transferring cool water from her mouth to mine. After drinking it, I saw Sa-hee lying on the bed with an expressionless face, legs spread in a perfect M-shape.

The worry that I might not be able to continue vanished—my cock stood proudly once more, eager for her. I guess I’m not that old yet. I moved between her legs and slid inside, preparing for my third load.

“Ah…”

Her voice was breathtakingly beautiful. The sound made me want to tease her. I wanted to hear more of it, to see her expression twist. I kneaded her small breasts while moving my hips, then whispered a request to Yeon-hoo. She grinned mischievously, approached Sa-hee, and began licking the breast I wasn’t touching.

“Hot!!”

Sa-hee flinched. It was working. Even her perpetually blank face showed faint change. I moved one hand to Jeo-hwa, who was still savoring her afterglow, and plunged my fingers into her pussy, stirring wildly.

“Ungoooot!!!”

Jeo-hwa threw her head back with a lewd cry, then locked lips with Sa-hee in a sticky, passionate kiss.

“Hup… haa…”

Under Jeo-hwa’s intense kiss, Sa-hee’s face flushed and her eyes began to glaze over. Success. I had shattered her expressionless mask. The thrill pushed me over the edge. I lifted Sa-hee’s thighs and thrust hard and fast. She broke the kiss and moaned openly.

“Aah… haaang… uuht…”

Her first displayed expression was utterly lewd. With a sense of accomplishment I finally came deep inside her.

Huu… huu… We all lay exhausted on the bed, the room filled with lewd breathing and the thick scent of sex. After that we went at it roughly three more rounds each. I hadn’t expected to last so long; it seemed too early to call myself old.

When it was time to leave, I received my prize from the jiangshi woman at the counter and turned around. In the lobby, Yeon-hoo, Jeo-hwa, and Sa-hee—now back in normal clothes—waved goodbye.

“Today was so much fun! You have to come again!!”

“Please visit us again…”

I bowed politely to Yeon-hoo and Jeo-hwa, then glanced at Sa-hee. Sensing my gaze, she gave the tiniest, almost imperceptible smile and spoke.

“Take care… on your way…”

A warm sense of fulfillment made me smile. I bowed to her as well and stepped outside. At some point the sun ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had set and stars now filled the sky. The shopping bag I received as a prize contained shampoo and conditioner. The rock climbing, the riddle, the quicksand, and the endless stairs had been tiring, but thanks to them I had moved my body and driven away the boredom. The interesting episodes brought on by a dull, empty weekend were now firmly etched in my memory. I stretched and walked out of the neon-lit yokai brothel alley.