The Original Goal, Unchanged

My head spun for a moment.

The girl currently working my cock with dazzling skill — Fox, Ye-rim — had just told me she was a virgin. And the sensation under my fingertips confirmed it was the truth.

I still couldn't make sense of it. Why? Why was she going this far for me?

Did I miss something?

The only time Fox and I had crossed paths was a fleeting instant — those few seconds when I'd been carrying a dead-drunk Min-ah home. And now she was here to offer me her virginity because she'd fallen for me at first sight?

Fine. That part I could swallow. What I couldn't explain was that look in her eyes. That greedy, glittering madness. That was the part that didn't add up. A gold-digger didn't fit either, now that I thought about it. The only things Fox could have possibly inferred about me were that my clothes were expensive and that I carried myself with a certain dignity.

I can't predict her at all.

The situation itself was unfolding exactly as I'd wanted. Her motives, though, remained a complete blank.

While I sat there staring, Fox wagged her ass left and right, putting on a show of cute little wiggles.

"Please suck me too, Mister.♥"

Well... I wasn't sure she needed it. Thick, glossy arousal was already ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠dripping from between those pretty folds. Still, I dragged my tongue across her a few times. Her clit was so tiny and adorable I figured I might as well have a taste.

Her hole feels even tighter than Min-ah's.

Her chest was small too. Her ass had a decent spring to it, but next to Min-ah's it was still on the petite side. At least she'd kept herself neatly trimmed down there. I suppose the kids these days would call this a legal loli...

Korea doesn't have many big-chested women. The smaller ones have always been more common — at least they were, in my generation. These days it's different. Better nutrition, better development. The girls come taller now, with chests and hips that could rival any foreigner's. Which meant that running into a body like this among women in their twenties was rare even for me.

Hmm. Four times, at most?

And of those, she's the most extreme case.

I let my eyes travel over her and caught the almost gaunt look of her arms. What anyone saw in a body like this was beyond me. For the record, I like glamour. Give me a thick, meaty build over some stick-figure model any day. A woman ought to give you something to fill your hands with.

That said, I wasn't about to turn away a girl who'd come looking for me of her own accord...

Fox's body began to tremble. She was getting close. I flicked my tongue faster, turning up the pressure. That slim little waist jerked and fluttered — and then she came, a sudden gush of water.

A wet, splashing burst.

"Hah... haaah... I'm cuuuming♥"

A filthy moan spilled from her lips as she climaxed. And I caught every drop of it, full in the face.

Ah. She got me good.

I took a cautious sniff. Thank God. Not piss — just a squirt. Still, this sly little fox had gone and pissed herself on my face of all places, so I sat up. I at least wanted to wipe off.

She was still riding it out, collapsed on top of me, both arms and both cheeks wrapped tight around my thick cock, hiccupping softly. It was almost cute.

"Ye-rim, you alright?"

"Yeees...♥"

...Well. That was a virgin's reaction if I'd ever heard one. The mood was dead. One look at her and it was obvious we weren't fucking tonight. The plan had already fallen apart the moment she turned out to be a virgin, anyway. Min-ah was asleep in the other room — popping a girl's cherry without a single scream was a practical impossibility, and we were short on time besides.

I gave Ye-rim a light tap.

"Min-ah's going to wake up. You should head back for now."

The instant she heard that, she snapped wide awake and locked her arms around my cock like she would never let go. Her eyes flashed.

"No. I'm having sex today no matter what!"

"Haa. You don't want Min-ah catching us, though..."

Even she seemed to concede that point. She gave a tiny nod. God. How had this gotten so tangled? Originally I was supposed to play the thorough victim here, take it all lying down — but the situation had veered completely off-script. Fox was running on emotion instead of reason, probably because she was so worked up. And on top of that, she was a genuine, never-been-touched virgin. At this rate we'd still be like this when Min-ah walked through the door.

No choice. I'll clean this up first and sort my thoughts later.

I started coaxing her, gently. The method was simple. Just dangle what she wanted in front of her.

"It doesn't have to be right this second, you know..."

"Th-then...?"

Fox looked up at me, her eyes bright with hope. She looked exactly like a real fox I'd once seen in a video, fawning over its owner. If I stroked her hair, I half-expected a pair of ears to twitch up through it. They didn't, of course. All that poured out of her was light from those eyes.

"Let's meet alone later. I don't get the feeling ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you'd give up just because I tried to dodge you..."

Her face lit up with pure joy and she practically shouted.

"Waaah!!! Really? You mean it? No take-backs! Give me your hand. Promise me!!"

She was so happy the words came out in a machine-gun burst. I chuckled and held up my pinky. She hooked hers around it in a flash and pressed her thumb to mine.

Well. None of this changed the fact that I'd had Min-ah first. Even if our relationship came out later, Fox wouldn't be able to claim she'd gotten there before anyone else. I'd only been worried because of Min-ah's angelic nature — if she heard a story like that, she'd just accept it and step aside. Now I could devour this one without a problem.

The only real concern was whether I could digest her.

The symptoms are terminal, but she's still so young. Worth a shot.

In that case, I just needed to work her over fast, before she caught on. If I played it right, I might even succeed in training an Obsessive Girl the way my master had — and keep her on a leash.

Heh... just imagining it was a pleasure.

Fox must have misread my smile, because she beamed right back. Then she started humming to herself, gathering her clothes and pulling them on piece by piece. That tiny ass swayed as she dressed. She was so thrilled I half-expected a tail to sprout.

Just before she left the room, she turned and held up her pinky. Don't forget the promise.

"Don't worry. I always keep my word."

Fox deployed a dazzling, sunny smile. And then, right before she slipped out, she dropped something loaded.

"Hehe. That makes it the second time! I'll be waiting!"

What? I opened my mouth to ask what that meant, but the door had already clicked shut.

The second time... what the hell did that mean? Had Fox and I met before tonight?

Min-ah woke up after that. Fox went home without a fuss. But inside my head it was as chaotic and murky as the first instant of the Big Bang. Someone I had enough history with to make a promise... and yet no matter how hard I searched my memory, Han Ye-rim was a complete blank. Maybe she'd mistaken me for someone else. But an Obsessive Girl almost never makes that kind of mistake. Those women are concentrated madness itself — something that goes well beyond a stalker fan.

What should I do... The thought lasted only a moment before it sorted itself out.

What should I do? Nothing.

Whatever it was, it didn't matter. Whether we'd had some connection in the past or not, right now that fox was just another Obsessive Girl. Just another obstacle. All I had to do was my job. Same as always — don't turn away the women who come to me, devour them, set my sights on what belongs to the people I know, and take it.

That was enough. That was the flavor of life I was after.

The moment I settled on that, the next move decided itself.

First things first — time to start training that cute little fox.

I'd stick to the original goal. I'd raise her to my tastes until she was whimpering and dripping in front of other people, completely ruined for anyone else.

That was when a phone buzzed. Min-ah, who'd been glued to my side, snatched it up and broke into a bright smile.

"Daddy says he's coming home today!"

Perfect. I'd been wondering how to peel Min-ah off me, and here was the cavalry, right on cue. Tonight was a wash. I'd slip out around midday tomorrow.

"Then how about we all go out for dinner tonight?"

"Kyaah♥! Yes!!"

I opened my arms to a bouncing Min-ah and she tumbled into them like some delicate heroine. My hands found those two generous ass cheeks and squeezed. My palms filled with taut, springy flesh. Min-ah let out a happy little shriek. Ahn♥

Heh. Being able to grope this fat ass whenever I wanted. This hunting season was going to be a lot of fun. And the fact that she was my best friend's only daughter made it even better.

The fox and this girl both. I'm looking forward to them.

How far could I drop them... I was already dying to find out.

"Daddy!!!"

"Oof. There's my girl. You been well?"

Dry, lifeless hair. The most painfully ordinary buzz cut you could imagine. He'd at least kept the beard tidy, but the deep creases across his face and the white hairs scattered through it made my friend look older than he was. We were the same age, and you'd believe me if I said he was going gray.

I let my eyes drop. Just as Min-ah had mentioned once before, a toad-like gut dominated the view.

He's packed on a lot since I last saw him.

I'd told him to exercise. Over and over. He never listened. I'd known this would happen.

Finished reuniting with Min-ah, the man came toward me. A friend — and a long, tangled grudge — going all the way back to childhood. Maybe that was why I was glad to see him. Genuinely, deeply glad.

"You been well?"

"Me? Always. But that gut of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠yours... aigoo. Let's not even go there."

He scratched the back of his head, looking sheepish, and laughed. He remembered. All those times I'd told him to hit the gym before the belly took over.

"What can I say? A little drinking here and there for business, and this is what you get. Hahaha."

Min-ah had already sidled up beside him and started pinching. No mercy.

"Daddy!! Try looking a little more like Uncle Hoo! I'm telling you, if you just lost this belly you'd look ten years younger!"

"Ahem. Alright, alright. I'll work hard over this vacation and put some actual abs on this thing!"

"You promise? That's a real promise?!"

"Of course!! When this father of yours says he'll do something, he does it!"

Sure. From where I was sitting, he'd be lucky if he just managed not to drink every single night of the vacation. And then he went and did exactly what I expected. The second we sat down at the barbecue place, he ordered booze.

"Miss!! A bottle of soju over here!!!"

I glanced at Min-ah. She already had that of course he did look of total resignation. Not a first-timer, then. A repeat offender, the bastard.

Still, he was my last remaining best friend, my childhood companion, so I drank too for the first time in a while. I never touch the stuff except when I'm working a girl — but something about being around this idiot always gets a glass in my hand.

"Huh? So anyway~ that time, I just went like this, bam~!!"

He was already thoroughly wasted. I snuck a look at Min-ah. She was smiling and listening along. The kid hadn't touched a drop, not with her father sitting right there. Poor thing. Listening to a drunk ramble when you haven't had a single drink yourself is genuine hell. If the Hyperbolic Time Chamber from a certain manga existed in the real world, this would be it.

I should give her a hand.

Besides, I was getting tired myself. I hoisted my stubborn friend up and steered him ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠out of the restaurant. Back in the old days I would have just slung him over my shoulder... but he was still conscious, and more importantly, he'd gotten far too heavy. Eighty, ninety kilos, easy.

That was when the humming started. Ah, you little shit... this is embarrassing...

I came this close to hurling him into the nearest alley. Then I saw Min-ah walking beside us and held back. She must have felt my look, because she scurried up and whispered in my ear.

"I'm sorry. Daddy just gets so excited whenever he sees you..."

A real angel. An actual angel. She sat through the whole drunken rant and then made excuses for him on top of it. If my own father had pulled this, I would have cursed him out and been a hundred meters gone.

I waved off Min-ah's offer to help and walked us all the way home. By the time we got there, my friend was snoring on his feet.

Sleeping standing up. That's not normal.

This is why those fathers out pounding the pavement for sales deserve some respect. They're ready to sleep anytime, anywhere.

I scooped him up and dumped him onto the bed. Felt like I needed that last little bit of payback to settle my stomach.

"Thank you, Uncle."

"Don't mention it. You should get to bed too."

"Okay~"

She answered in that bright, high voice and slipped off to her room. I smiled at the bounce in her step and headed for the bathroom. The smell of grilled meat and soju was soaked into every inch of me.

A rush of water.

Hot water shoved the cold aside and spilled over me, soaking down from the crown of my head. It seeped in slowly, rinsing the clutter from my mind, lining up tomorrow's business one piece at a time.

Fox. Han Ye-rim. Nothing I particularly needed to watch out for. Not yet. The thought that did keep surfacing was whether my cock would even fit in that tiny hole of hers.

I might need a few attempts.

I'd taken plenty of virgins. I knew how to handle girls with holes as small as Fox's. I probably wouldn't get it in on the first try. I'd need to meet her a few times, start by working her open with my fingers. The problem was that if the visits piled up, Min-ah — the actual prey — might start giving me looks. But if I dragged out the process of opening her up, there was no telling which way Fox would jump.

I'll take a closer look tomorrow and decide then.

I reached for the shampoo — and then. The door burst open. A figure darted in, shut it, and locked it.

"Y-you...?"

"Shh!"

Those generous breasts. That springy ass. That cute face that belonged to a childhood friend who'd already vanished from this world. Min-ah came toward me naked, slipped under the falling hot water, and pressed herself into my arms.

"Hehe. I came in because I wanted to be with you, Uncle!"

Her hair was already soaked, plastered in long strands across her head and face. The water had turned her skin slick and gleaming, and the whole effect was almost aggressively sexy. Sexy, with that huge chest and that cute face. I couldn't take it.

As if answering the thought, Junior put his talents on full display. Min-ah looked down at how hard I'd gotten in an instant, her expression melting into something adoring.

"Can I suck it?"

"Of course."

You can suck it for the rest of your life. I'll give you some white juice — so go on. Suck it well.