episode_0036

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*It seems like the love meter is causing confusion, so I changed the notation method.

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Right after that incident, we were spending a wild time like a car with a broken brake, not knowing how to stop.

Since we had already obtained the most important permanent residency in Korea and the friendly match she promised to participate in was still a long way off, we couldn’t find a reason to leave our cozy home.

“Umm, husband, husband♡”

“Alia, hm.”

“Umm…. husband, I love you.”

Spending the whole day entwined with each other, like wild animals approaching mating season, we were focused only on stimulating each other’s genitals gently and mixing our bodies when the response came.

“Alia, put your arms behind your back.”

“Ah, husband. Sometimes it seems like you really like my armpits.”

“Well, it’s a part that only I can see.”

“But my naked body, you can’t see it unless you’re my husband….?”

…True.

But why does a woman’s armpit seem so appealing like this…. Honestly, I don’t really understand it either.

Sometimes, there was a time when it felt more appealing than the breasts that were immediately visible when undressed.

In everyday life full of intentions to expose vulnerable areas by putting arms behind the head, it seemed like a place that could hardly be seen without a very artificial posture, right?

When I put my arms above my head, the scent full of pheromones and the lewd cleavage that continued from the armpits entering my eyes were a bonus.

She, who said she would give up her own life to have mine completely, was strictly keeping her words.

“Hmm. Husband, not there….”

Anyway, I teased her body a lot without caring about her embarrassment, and I could see that her love meter was changing.

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– 11% (1 up) (The closer the score is to 100%, the more the person feels loved.)

– The user of the app wants to receive even more love and affection, even to the hidden corners of their body that they can’t see with their own eyes.

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“Husband, do you really like me like this?”

Despite teasing her to the point where she might feel embarrassed as a woman, her love meter was steadily rising.

“Alia, try spreading your legs straight.”

Without feeling embarrassed, Alia started to tear her legs apart while still undressed.

Of course, due to the posture, her intimate area couldn’t maintain the pretty straight shape when her legs were closed, and it ended up exposing her inner flesh directly in front of me.

“Ugh, this position is a bit difficult.”

Anyway, telling her to tear her legs apart while naked.

Despite making her do a posture that was difficult to maintain, she didn’t dislike it…. No, she seemed to enjoy it instead.

As I teased her in various ways to see how she would react, I thought maybe she enjoyed not being humiliated in every corner of her body…. That was my initial thought.

“Shake your hips, Alia.”

“Like this, is this how you want it?”

“More lewdly.”

“Like this, like this?”

But no.

Shake, shake.

She wasn’t just enjoying being humiliated in every part of her body.

“Yes, well done. You’re beautiful, Alia.”

“Ugh…. I can do even more for you, husband.”

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– 14 (3 up!) (The closer the score is to 100%, the more the person feels loved.)

– The user of the app wants to receive even more love and attention, even to the hidden corners of their body that they can’t see with their own eyes.

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So, she was enjoying situations where she could hear compliments from me no matter how degraded she looked.

“Husband, how do I look? Am I pretty like this, or lovely?”

She seemed determined to confirm that she would be loved no matter what appearance she presented, appealing to me in an even more lewd and vulgar manner.

Despite the seemingly excessive and obscene actions she took to confirm my love, I had long since given up on trying to resist.

Even though I had done what I had done up to this point, ultimately leading to this situation, I only wanted to make sure she got what she wanted.

No, I won’t make any pathetic excuses.

At this point, I felt like I had lost my mind a little.

Maintaining composure in front of a woman who went to such lengths to confirm my love was not an easy task for a vigorous young man in his twenties.

“Alia, let’s go.”

“Oh. Oh, okay, husband.”

And so, after rolling around naked in the house with her, wanting to try something different, I impulsively searched for the nearest adult store and went there with her.

Ding-a-ling.

“Welcome….”

Ignoring the greeting from the clerk almost entirely, I led her inside the store.

“Husband, what is this place…?”

“You’re the one who’s going to wear these, so pick what you like.”

I then guided her to the section for dog play, where she chose a headband with dog ears to wear herself.

“Is this a gift, husband?”

Initially, she picked the headband with black dog ears, saying it was cute, but then…

“But what is this, husband?”

“Since it’s a set, we have to choose together.”

Unaware of the meaning, she ended up choosing a set that included an anal plug and collar, along with the headband.

“Let’s go home.”

Later, I stopped by a convenience store and bought a puppy training pad.

On the training pad, it said:

[Great absorption!]

Upon arriving home, I made her wear the dog tail, collar, and headband that I had somehow brought back.

Honestly, I don’t even remember how we got home.

“Husband, what is this…?”

“Take off your clothes and try it on, Alia.”

“Take off my clothes? Take off my clothes and wear this?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, no. Oh, um…. Oh, this was for this purpose from the start. This goes on the head, and this goes on the neck…. And then….”

She seemed to realize the purpose of the items belatedly, but it was already too late.

She quickly put on the headband with dog ears and collar, but when it came to the anal plug with the dog tail, she hesitated for a while, unsure of its purpose.

Eventually, she found the instructions and blushed red, alternating between looking at me and the items.

“H-Husband, do I have to insert this as well?”

I pushed her forward, forcing her to do so.

“Quickly put it on, Alia.”

“Ugh…. Ah♡”

With a shy moan, Alia aimed the plug at her anus and slowly pushed the front part into it.

Her appearance was both lewd and cute.

I really wanted to take a bite out of her.

“I-I’ve put it on, husband.”

Alia, who had become a puppy with the headband and anal plug, looked both lewd and cute, a perfect combination.

From the desperate whimpering when left alone to the lonely expression, it was all there.

I once read online that a dog is a wolf infected with a disease called love for humans.

She, too, seemed to have fallen into the disease of craving affection and attention from me, so her current appearance couldn’t be more fitting.

“Alia.”

“W-Why are you doing this, husband.”

“How do you feel?”

She started to make a dangerous expression.

“I-I don’t know, husband. My heart is pounding so fast, it feels like it’s about to explode.”

I reached out my hand to her.

“Alia, give me your hand.”

And so, Alia handed me her hand.

“You have to answer me too, Alia.”

“I’m here, master.”

“Is this how I look, being called ‘master’?”

She firmly stated that she couldn’t compromise on this.

“Master, no matter how I look, you will always be my master for the rest of my life. Didn’t we promise that?”

Uh… yeah. It seemed like her own way of showing respect.

I tried to comfort her right away.

“Okay. You’re a pretty girl, Alia.”

I gently stroked her head, wearing puppy ears and an anal plug, and holding her collar, as she sat naked.

“Ugh….”

Alia made whimpering sounds like a puppy.

I firmly held her collar, made her sit on my lap, and continued to stroke her head for a while, causing her to wet my pants little by little.

I asked her.

“Alia, are you in heat?”

“Heat… in heat?”

After thinking for a while, Alia finally spoke.

“Heat, I’m in heat, master.”

“Do you want to mate?”

“Mate, mate… mate?”

Alia blushed deeply at my explicit choice of words, looking like she was about to lose her mind.

But soon, she also seemed to be getting excited in this situation as she spoke to me.

“I want to mate with you, master.”

“With who?”

“With you, master… with you.”

“What do you want to do with me?”

She grabbed my collar, tears welling up in her eyes, now making a face as if to say, “Stop it.”

“With you, I want to mate with you, master.”

It was a mix of lewdness and cuteness that truly seemed to drive me crazy.