Chapter 71
Chapter 71
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Voyeur Mode Reinforcement
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"Hmmm..."
I woke up to an unfamiliar sensation.
It wasn't just that the feel of the sheets under me differed from my usual ones—my legs felt damp above all else.
Could I have wet the bed at my age? I shot up in a panic.
When I checked between my legs and glanced to the side, memories of the previous night finally resurfaced.
I'd definitely meant to head home, but Yoon Hye-yoon had been too tempting, so I'd pounced on her again.
I'd kept thrusting until we'd used up the two condoms I had left, and now here I was upon opening my eyes.
'Fell asleep just like that, huh.'
The bed was littered with discarded condoms here and there, and Yoon Hye-yoon lay sleeping soundly in the nude.
I remembered it being past 2 a.m. by the time we'd finally finished.
I wanted to slip out without waking her, but I was on the inside of the bed, so that wasn't happening.
Reluctantly, I shook her gently to rouse her.
"Mm..."
A cute little sound escaped her lips.
But her eyes remained closed, so I shook her a bit more.
"Excuse me, mind if I squeeze past?"
"Uh... yeah... sure?"
Yoon Hye-yoon scrunched her eyes and propped herself up.
She stared at me for three seconds, piecing together the situation, then her eyes flew wide open.
"Good morning."
"Huh...? Why are you still...?"
"Remember last night?"
"Oh... yeah."
"We lay down to rest after those two more rounds, and I guess I dozed off without realizing."
"Ah..."
She knew I'd cum over five times already, so she didn't complain.
I slipped through the gap and got off the bed.
"I'm gonna head out. Sorry for waking you."
"No, it's fine. I was due to get up anyway."
Yoon Hye-yoon threw off the covers and stepped down to the floor in front of me.
She bent over and rummaged through the scattered clothes on the ground.
She seemed used to it now—no trace of embarrassment.
"Ugh..."
She picked up her panties and let out a small groan.
They were stiff with dried cum, so she gave up on them and checked her other clothes.
The rest were wrinkled too, so she gathered everything except my outfit to toss in the washer.
Meanwhile, I'd gotten dressed and said my goodbyes.
"I'm really heading out now. See you later."
"Yeah, take care."
"Had fun last night."
"Me... too."
I gave Yoon Hye-yoon's still-naked body one last lingering look before leaving.
Back home, I turned on my phone and saw a new notification from the app.
I hadn't ordered anything lately, so I wondered what it was and hurried to check.
'Exceeded 500 points? How?'
The unexpected alert had me rushing to the menu and tapping Yoon Hye-yoon's entry.
The gauge made my jaw drop.
Yoon Hye-yoon's gauge now read 211 points.
Age: 21
Height: 162.5cm
Weight: 45.3kg
Three sizes: 87-62-88
Disposition: Moderate
Weak spots: Clitoris, G-spot, breasts, armpits, cervix entrance, back of the neck.
Favorite positions: Doggy style, missionary, cowgirl.
The score had risen even without using the onahole.
It had been in the high 100s for sure.
No matter how I thought about it, something was off, so I went back to the description.
It was an upgrade beyond my wildest dreams.
In short, I no longer needed to grind 100 points just to see their appearance.
No more helping them masturbate to 100 without seeing them, like with Yoon Hye-yoon's first time—I could watch from the start.
A huge improvement.
But why had Yoon Hye-yoon's score risen? Still a mystery.
I scrolled to the bottom and hit "Contact Support."
I typed briefly and submitted.
As I went to hit back, a notification chimed almost instantly.
Ding.
The response was so fast it felt scripted. No way it was a macro.
A feature I'd never seen before.
Well, Yoon Hye-yoon was my first real lay from the app, so of course I didn't know.
I started counting our recent sessions.
No creampies since we used condoms, so it must track only orgasms.
That explained the jump from high 100s to over 200.
We'd gone through about eight condoms total, and a few more after would match her climaxes; times three fit the score gain perfectly.
Mystery solved. To verify, I tapped Han Chae-ah's entry.
As described, it showed 100 points temporarily added.
Han Hee-jin's was the same.
I had to test if Voyeur Mode really worked now.
I grabbed the large onahole, switched it to Han Chae-ah's form.
It transformed into her massive sunken-nipple tits, with thick pubic hair sprouting lushly.
Once the change finished, I touched it and pictured her.
The usual mental image appeared.
Han Chae-ah was there, scratching her messy bedhead after just waking up, sipping water.
It was lunchtime, so pre-shift at the convenience store.
She looked pretty as always, but the apartment interior stole the show.
About 20 pyeong—clearly upscale.
Rich girl vibes for sure.
I'd planned to just confirm it worked and quit, but curiosity surged.
A bit longer, I decided.
"Ahh...!"
After drinking, she stretched and headed to a closed door.
She knocked twice and called out loudly.
"Hee-jin! Time to get up. You've got work soon—prep ahead~"
"Yeah... got it."
A faint reply came, and she headed straight to the bathroom.
Flipping the light revealed white marble everywhere—like a hotel spa.
It put my studio's bathroom to shame in cleanliness and luxury.
Double-layered: outer area had a basket for clothes, towels, etc.; inner had a spacious tub, sink, toilet.
She hummed as she stripped in the outer room.
"Hmm~ Hmm~"
Her plush pants dropped, followed by the short-sleeve top straining over her chest into the basket.
Next, she unhooked what had to be custom-made—her enormous bra.
Her breasts jiggled and sagged downward.
So soft and huge just looking at them. I barely resisted grabbing.
Observation only today.
Han Chae-ah bent to slide off her panties, then entered the inner room.
She checked her face in the mirror, twisting this way and that, then turned on the shower.
Whoosh...
Water cascaded from the overhead sunflower head.
It flowed transparingly from head to toe, heightening the eroticism.
Her thick bush clumped messily. Curious, I checked her armpits.
Smooth as silk—no hair, well-maintained.
She lathered up with body wash and such.
As foam and steam obscured her, I zoned out briefly.
Water stopped—I refocused.
She patted dry with a towel. Emerging, I was stunned.
Post-shower relaxation? Good mood? Her hidden inverted nipples had popped out.
Enormously so.
Finger-width at least, easy guess.
Hiding those? Incredible.
She fetched a fresh bra and held it to her chest.
But her nipple brushed it—she yelped softly and dropped the bra.
"Ahh...! Ugh, popped again. Seriously."
Routine issue, apparently. She rummaged the cabinet.
Out came a bathrobe.
Impressive place, the more I saw.
She draped it over her back, tying the belt ultra-carefully.
Ample coverage, but subtle cleavage evoked a seducing noblewoman.
To the kitchen like that, she prepped rice.
Well-practiced routine.
"Hee-jin! Lunchtime."
Soon Han Hee-jin emerged; they ate together, then Han Chae-ah returned to her room.
Off with the robe—nipples retracted already.
She lifted her breasts to check, then opened a drawer.
Box read "Nipple Patches."
She applied the round flesh-toned stickers to both, rubbing firmly to secure.
Confirmed adhesion, then carefully donned her bra.
Now makeup for work. I released the onahole.
Keeping such a secret.
Those huge nipples in mind, I headed out for lunch.