episode_0020

My fist clenched tightly.

I couldn’t hold back the complex emotions even in my anger.

Something kept nagging at me from within.

A feeling that if I push a little more, just a bit more, I could feel so much better than I have been. A premonition that I could reach a state of bliss beyond comparison.

An orgasmic premonition close to intuition was spreading throughout my body.

Just a little more, really just a little more, and I could reach it. If he kisses me deeply and passionately, I’ll go crazy, my uterus, my vagina, raging in my mind.

“What are you waiting for, do it the way you want. You know exactly what I want.”

You too, surrender quickly, surrender and protest.

Whether he knew or not about my body’s state, the erection that had been wedged between my buttocks slowly fell away.

As the heat dissipated, gradually fading away, my body began to cool.

“Ah, damn it…!”

“Huh? What?”

“Just… do it…!”

Something was breaking inside me.

“You need to say it properly.”

“Just… do it…! Your way! Without a condom, just do it!”

This isn’t me.

But still, I can’t help it.

It’s all just to get rid of this heat.

Yes, it’s all because of this state of arousal.

Unless it’s that, I would never say such things.

Because that all-knowing bastard is definitely still controlling my mind, my mouth.

It’s not a joke.

“If you want me to put it in, isn’t there something you should do first?”

“What the hell…!”

“You need to clean it up first, right?”

Unable to process the words I heard, I turned my head back, only to see a large erection twitching next to my hips.

I absolutely hated that.

I couldn’t possibly agree to it unless I was insane.

Moreover, even if that wasn’t the case, I was afraid of bringing that smelly erection to my face.

This damn body would definitely react like crazy.

“Don’t be ridiculous, just… do it…!”

“There’s too much semen, it could be dangerous if you put it in like this.”

“Damn it! Whether you come inside or not, do as you please! ♡♡♡”

With a splash, something, a sound like an explosion in my head.

It wasn’t an explosion, it was just the sensation of the penis entering deep into my vagina, the vibrations rising from deep within my body cutting off the last remaining connection in my mind.

“Oh ♡ Oh, oh ♡ Oh ♡”

The pulsating sensation from the condomless penis, the completely different temperature and texture from the absence of a thin barrier, the sensation of the large glans rubbing against me…

In the pleasure of experiencing raw sex little by little, the last remaining switch was turned off.

“Hehe ♡ Hehehe ♡”

Filled with happiness, my uterus submitted to the large penis with my whole body, demanding to publicly acknowledge that I, as a female, had been conquered by the superior male.

I eagerly spread my trembling legs back to welcome the deeply penetrating penis, crossing them in an X shape to grip my firm thighs.

Unable to resist the pleasure any longer, I completely lost my sanity.

And then… I completely lost my memory.

# # #

“…Huh?”

Not the morning sun, but the sharp sunlight of noon pierced through the window and into my eyes.

As the flickering and growing flame of consciousness completely took hold, I was the first to sit up in confusion on the bed, my body stiffening as I tried to make sense of it all.

When I first started drinking, I tried to show off by trying to finish two bottles of vodka by myself, so I understand what situation this is.

But it’s so unbelievable and confusing.

The film was cut.

Really, it’s not just a temporary fainting sensation like memory flying away metaphorically, it’s like the feeling of memory completely disappearing as if a specific switch in the brain has been turned off repeatedly.

…Refreshing.

I don’t know, have I ever felt this way before? It’s so refreshing to the point of wondering.

Satisfaction? No, fulfillment…? It’s beyond that, my whole body feels, a few steps better… It’s like the day when I set a new record in speed climbing as a hobby due to feeling great physically, it’s similar to that day.

“Ah…!”

Sudden thoughts came to mind, I quickly looked around and grabbed my smartphone.

Strangely, as if my body was drawn to it, I could sensually feel the position of the smartphone.

As soon as I recalled the status window in my mind, holographic text appeared above the screen.

「Name: Park Ayoung♡◆◆◆◆

Nickname: Arrogant Woman

Desire: 21

Status: Satisfied, Internal Ejaculation (Danger)

Special Ability: Absorption, Formal Speech, Heat of Desire, First Experience of Pleasure

Talent: !Ruthlessness !Focus 1

Imprint: !Porthio 7 !Climax Reveal 6 !Scent 5 !Curling 5 !Sensitivity 4 !Heat Response 4 !Bloodlust Pleasure 3 !Sensitive Hands 3 !Semen Tasting 3 !Internal Ejaculation 3 Masturbation Addiction 2 Submission 1 !Obedience 1 !Corruption 1 !Submission 1 !Throat 1

Mission: None

Penalty: None」

This time, there were some changes.

An odd heart was attached next to my name, and a new list of talents appeared.

It feels like it was made as a hobby because it looks really fun, rather than something properly planned from the beginning, it feels like it’s being patched in real-time.

Although those things caught my eye, my eyes were fixed on one place more than anything else.

Status: Satisfied, Internal Ejaculation (Danger).

It doesn’t look like a good state, but anyway, the goal was achieved.

The heat of desire has ended.

“Phew….”

After exhaling a sigh of relief that came out on its own, I slowly examined the status window.

My mind is so clear, it’s incomparable. Strangely, there’s a feeling of… something that’s been… eliminated? Not completely, it seems. There’s a vague influence, but more than ever, I feel like I shouldn’t let myself get into heat again.

Rather than that, why did the desire of 21 still remain even though it was released? When I thought about it… I realized that from the beginning, by rejecting the mission and engraving the desire for heat as a special ability, the basic desire value was set to +19.

Now that I think about it, the imprint that adds bonus points to this desire was really special. It’s like an S-class imprint… It’s annoying, but I had to see it as meaning that it’s that powerful.

It seems to be engraved only in… those imprints that have the most influence or something like that.

Anyway, as I was trying to check the changes, the door opened with a sound, and a familiar voice was heard.

“Huh? What’s up, Ayoung? Are you awake?”

“…Huh?”

Nonchalantly calling my name, Dojun handed me hot chocolate as if he had come for room service.

I just stayed still, not thinking of anything in my mind about his attitude and the fact that he was here, and only reacted belatedly.

“Did you sleep so deeply that I couldn’t wake you up~ You woke up earlier than I thought?”

“Huh?”

“Wow~ But seriously, you’re insane. How can your hair be all tangled and messy, yet you still look so sexy and pretty?”

“What the hell? What’s going on?”

Wearing a light robe, with neatly set hair, shoulders, chest, arms covered in tooth marks, nail marks running down arms and legs.

Despite the chaotic appearance, my expression gradually twisted.

Shock, astonishment, disdain, all directed towards the one marked with those traces.

It’s me who left those marks.

“No, what? What? What the hell? Wait, wait…what?”

Finally, I look down at my body.

On my skin, shining like light under the bright sunlight, are red marks etched into my skin.

Finger-shaped bruises on both wrists, a slightly sore feeling in the hip and knee joints, a hot pain in the neck when touched.

Turning my gaze to the mirror beside me, I see a petite beauty grimacing in shock.

Clearly an adult, yet bearing the marks of rough handling on her petite frame.

The large red marks on the exposed part of the leg behind the blanket, the tooth marks on one side of the chest, the other side with tooth marks, tooth marks on the shoulder, finger marks on the neck, wrist, hair slightly tangled unnaturally.

The skin’s glossiness also appears unnaturally different in parts.

I know what it is, I know why this is happening.

It’s semen.

“Phew, hoo…ha….”

Calm down, Park Ayoung.

Wait, what the hell? Even when I’m thinking to myself, I can’t remember my original name? What kind of curse is this, will I really be able to calm down?

No, I have to calm down.

Yes, this is a nightmare, but it’s what I chose.

The state of heat is much scarier and more serious than I thought.

Just think of it as a masturbation toy and throw away my pride for a day and do it.

…But, I didn’t intend to treat each other as sex toys, leaving traces of “we had sex while facing each other” and marking each other like animals.

No, I have to calm down.

No, no matter how messed up I am, I…no, it’s possible.

Because I have a body that can’t resist a man…not just sexually, but physically, weak enough to not resist even physically.

But just because that’s the case doesn’t mean I can accept it.

What kind of malicious curse is this?

What’s really scary is that when this state changes, my way of thinking and reasoning are completely eroded.

Just yesterday, it was natural to have sex, surrendering to a big cock. Now, as a female, it’s natural for a woman to surrender to a big cock, so I can’t help it, or some disgusting, filthy thoughts like that gave me goosebumps, damn it, damn it, ew!

“Why? Does your stomach hurt?”

“Ha, damn it…no, no. Phew…! Yeah, it’s my fault.”

First experience as a woman. Why was I so submissive to the rapist from the downstairs? Second experience, calling a young kid with tears in my eyes and breaking my pride to have a one-night stand to resolve the heat state.

Yeah, what’s wrong with this kid.

Actually, I should be thankful that it ended in one night.

Rationally thinking, one can see that there is nothing wrong at all.

However, that’s one thing, and not being able to accept this reality is a separate issue.

“Wow, I’m really going crazy… Aaah….”

“Why are you acting like that? What’s the problem?”

“Damn, whether it’s a problem or not, wow… No, what are you doing? No, what are you doing here, exactly?”

Yeah, what am I doing here? If you’ve had your fill, you should just leave quietly.

Already feeling like I’m going crazy from the sense of dissonance caused by something that’s not even a woman eating away at my sanity and making a mess, seeing the man who devoured me right in front of me makes my head spin.

“Did you ask for hot chocolate when your sister woke up?”

“…What?”

What the hell? What kind of nonsense is this?

Who? Me? Hot chocolate? Asked for?

With a sense of disbelief barely hidden in my expression, I blinked my eyes, took a deep breath, and Dojun handed me his smartphone.

“Here, take a look.”

And in the video, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

[Chijjaha… Are you drinking this, Dakoha, Shajuhuhoheo…?]

[Show us drinking it and acting cute?]

[Gulp, gulp… Puhaha, hoo… hoo… hehe…♡]

[Your expression looks so relaxed~? You really seem to enjoy it a lot.]

[I don’t know… It’s so delicious, the semen is sweet…♡]

“Aaahhh!! Aaahhh!!!”

“Aaah?! What are you doing?!”

Shaking uncontrollably, I kept staring in disbelief until I finally threw the smartphone. It luckily hit the sofa after bouncing off the plush carpet, but I wanted to smash it completely.

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Damn! Damn!! Damn!!!

“Ugh! Ah, damn it for real! Aaahhh!”

Even screams were coming out involuntarily, making me feel like I might go even more insane. It’s more disgusting that I don’t feel nauseous even though I want to vomit.

I can’t possibly, possibly, possibly, possibly, possibly, put that, put that in my mouth, brag about it, gulp it down, laugh, damn damn damn damn no damn!!

I gulped down the hot chocolate and was so startled that I opened my mouth.

My throat feels extremely hot.

No, it’s not hot or even close to a hot temperature, but it feels incredibly sensitive.

What’s going on? What did I do to my throat? Suddenly, I remembered the imprint that said sensitivity to heat.

It must be because of that…?

“Huh? Is your throat not hurting? You asked me to go deep yesterday and now you’re saying your throat hurts….”

“Ugh!!”

There’s no way that’s true, what’s written in the imprint definitely affects sexual situations!

I tried to force myself to vomit, but there was no way I could.

Instead, my throat started to feel sweet and calm because of the hot chocolate.

Yes, if I had swallowed semen, it would have already been digested… No, let’s not think about it.

With a feeling of resignation, I calmed down and slowly drank the hot chocolate.

…Surprisingly, just that alone was calming me down considerably.

Is there a reason why women eat sweets when they’re stressed?

“Wow, no matter what… hating it that much is a bit hurtful.”

“Damn, shut up….”

I didn’t want to hear words from a guy who only knows how to pick fights.

I didn’t want to imagine what he did to my body.

But at the same time, I was curious.

Forbidden… like Pandora’s box, what on earth is the contents… I couldn’t help but wonder what I did when I lost my memory.

Thinking rationally, why did the film cut off, and then it seems like I continued to move on my own? What exactly did I do?

I think maybe it was some kind of frenzy.

The arousal state probably subsided as time passed during sex, and maybe because it was so intense, I think my mind was corroded by this curse, causing me to move on my own.

So, it’s not me, but this curse creating another personality, controlling the body that is currently mine but not mine.

That makes me curious.

Curious about the curse. Curious about what it’s doing.

Knowing the most dangerous situation can help me be on guard.

Let’s slowly take this issue seriously and analyze it, then suddenly after finishing the hot chocolate that revealed doubts, I asked the bastard next to me who seemed to be trying his best to look like a loving partner.

“…What did you call me?”

“Huh? Areum?”

…Why does this bastard know my girl’s name?