episode_0013

July in South Korea is hot.

Humid, hot… Even a short time without air conditioning leaves your whole body drenched in sweat.

That feeling of your clothes sticking to your skin is truly unpleasant.

“It’s so hot…”

The pet supply store I inherited from my father. The air conditioner broke a while ago, so I chopped off my rather long hair into a bob.

The air conditioner is broken and being repaired, and there are no customers.

Being alone in the hot store without a part-timer, all sorts of thoughts crossed my mind.

“…That kind of person… Why did *that* person have to come…?!”

A woman who visited the store recently. A futanari… wasn’t that what she was? The image of that incredibly large, gigantic person kept popping into my head.

“She was incredibly beautiful…”

She seemed twice my height, and her physique was equally massive.

Her breasts and face… it felt rude to even compare them. My pride as a woman felt utterly crushed.

That look in her eyes, looking down on me as something subhuman. I’d heard that futanaris are arrogant, but I never imagined they could be *that* arrogant.

Beautiful, elegant, strong… She embodied the word ‘alpha.’ A desire to be dominated as a female welled up… No. What am I thinking?

“….It’s just the heat.”

I forcibly dismissed the thought and looked at the clothes I was wearing.

Short shorts and a short-sleeved T-shirt, a dog collar around my neck…

“It can’t be helped. There… are still handprints on my neck.”

The red handprints were visible when I checked the mirror. I put this on to hide them.

Yes. That’s it.

It seems the heat is making me think strange things. I fanned myself vigorously while fiddling with my phone.

“Futanari… so big…?”

The scene keeps flashing back.

The moment my neck was gripped in those massive hands, the feeling of suffocating, the huge outline I saw. That outline, bulging above her thick thighs, continued to haunt my eyes.

It appears vividly even if I close my eyes for a moment…

“Huuugh…! Re-really!”

My face quickly flushed red.

I fanned myself even harder to cool the burning heat on my face.

“What… is this? Futanari… Se, Ha… Yeon? There are videos too?”

Then I noticed Hana’s account.

An account with five uploaded videos.

“Two are previews… the first three are free? Should I take a look?”

There are no customers right now. My curiosity got the better of me.

I stood up, looked around a few times, and then sat back down.

Leaning forward, taking a deep breath, I played the first video.

[Look at the camera and tell me your name and age?]

“What…?”

A familiar voice.

I knew whose voice this was.

“No way.”

No way.

The probability of accidentally finding a video of the customer who tried to rape me in this store. How high would that be?

But the voice is too similar.

“It… it could be a voice changer…”

[Pfft, is that all it grew to?]

But it’s the same.

That condescending tone, or rather, the tone that seems to belittle the other person. That tone that assumes the other person is inferior, it was exactly the same.

I watched the video, mesmerized.

The large woman in the video, Se Ha-yeon, takes off her pants.

Then, a large penis is revealed.

A large penis that instantly overshadows the large penis of the woman introduced as Karen.

“No way… that’s… that’s a… penis…?”

[This is a real penis.]

Se Ha-yeon said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

As if that size was just right. That’s how she spoke.

“It… it wouldn’t go in… there’s no way it would go in…?”

It’s already visibly reaching her mouth.

There was no way something like that could go in.

Something like that… could have been inside me?

“It’ll be ruined… it’ll be ruined…”

Se Ha-yeon inserted the large penis into Karen’s pussy.

An indescribable cry escaped Karen’s mouth.

Pain? Would it hurt? No, it would hurt terribly. Something bigger than my forearm going inside. Even when I masturbate, using something too big hurts… but…

“She looks good…”

The expression Karen is making is definitely not the expression of someone in pain.

It’s exactly the same as my expression when I have a truly intense orgasm.

It was the same expression I had when that customer was strangling me and fondling my breasts.

“I understand… why?”

I feel suffocated. It becomes difficult to breathe. My mind clouds and everything seems to float. My body automatically categorizes the sense of impending death as pleasure.

A sensation like my mind is breaking, my brain melting away. It’s definitely a sensation I’ve felt before.

“It… feels good…”

Creak creak creak.

My fingers are moving.

My fingers are going inside my pants, into my panties, wildly probing my vagina.

“Haaang… Haaaugh…”

Twice, three times, four times. After the roughly 50-minute video ends, I’ve come four times.

My pants have been thrown away long ago, and my panties are soaking wet.

With my fingers wet with vaginal fluid, I touch the phone screen.

The next video plays.

This time, it’s a shorter video, about 30 minutes.

Karen is shown being pounded like a dildo.

Her waist is grasped in both arms, her body held in the air as she’s pounded. Her arms and legs are limp, swaying with every thrust. If you look closely, her navel moves slightly with each thrust, as she’s pushed in and pulled out repeatedly .

“Ah… Aaaah… Aaaah…”

I… I can also be pounded.

“I’ll go first… like a dildo…Huuung…”

I bring my left hand to my neck.

As I gradually apply pressure, I feel a strange sensation.

Gradually, my pussy feels tighter.

Was it always like this?

No… no… it’s changed…

“It’s changed… it’s changed… You changed me…”

An hour? Thirty minutes? In that short time, you changed my body.

Strangling my neck, pulling my breasts. Using me like a toy, you changed my body.

Just a few touches, and my nipples have been developed and turned me into a pervert who comes from nipple stimulation. You’ve turned me into a perverted woman who has a tightening pussy when my neck is strangled!

“I, I… Huuugh…”

[Oooooh❤︎ Everything❤︎ I’ll give you everything❤︎ Man or woman, everything❤︎ everythinggg❤︎]

“I… I can give everything too…!”

[Gooood❤︎ Gooood❤︎ Oooooh❤︎]

“I like it… I like it… Huuugh…”

[I’m… I’m… going… going…❤︎ Goingggg❤︎]

“I want to… I want to… I want to go… I want a real orgasm… not this tingling ‘fake’ orgasm…!”

The red handprints on my neck still remain.

Even after more than a week. Because of them, I couldn’t go out without a collar.

It restricted me.

You arbitrarily developed me, arbitrarily put a collar on me… but why? Why don’t you… do it to me…?

I played the next video.

The name didn’t matter.

A different woman. This time, a real woman, not a futanari.

Probably the woman Karen called, Karen’s cunt.

Karen gives that cunt to Se Ha-yeon.

Se Ha-yeon fucks the cunt and the cunt orgasms.

She breaks.

Se Ha-yeon repeatedly uses the woman who has fainted.

Thump thump thump. She fills her mouth and cunt with cum.

“Aaaah… Aaaah… Next… next is…?”

Payment.

To see the next video, I need to join the membership… paid subscription…?

“I can watch it… I can watch it…”

Payment was quick.

14,000 won will be deducted from my bank account every month, but that was no problem.

I have to view it on OnlyHerb, not on Twitter, but that’s not a problem either.

In the next video, another woman appears.

With a collar the same as mine, only a different color.

Se Ha-yeon introduces her as her dog.

A dog?

That’s the collar I sell here…

Me?

I… I can also be a dog.

I am…

“Huuugh… I… I want to be a dog… I… I want to be fucked…!”

No matter how much I probe my pussy, it doesn’t feel good.

Only misery intensifies.

My body has become incapable of orgasm on its own.

A dog named A-yeong gets repeatedly fucked.

Her mouth, hands, pussy, uterus, and back hole.

She receives cum all over her body.

“I… I can do it too… What…?”

After watching the two subscriber-exclusive videos, I see a phrase on Se Ha-yeon’s profile picture.

[If you want to be fucked, come here]

An address next to that line.

As if mesmerized, I searched the address.

The address appears on the map.

After getting directions, I left the store.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

Knock knock.

I was washing the cum-soaked A-yeong and resting on the sofa.

After purchasing broadcast drones and other equipment, as I was sitting for a while, someone knocked on the door.

“Who could it be?”

I opened the door without much expectation.

Nothing from a delivery or anything like that was expected. Even the broadcast drone I’d just ordered was due to arrive tomorrow .

“Ah, hello…?”

“Huuung.”

“Ah… Is this… not it…? Th-that… uh…”

When I opened the door, I saw a very small woman.

A woman wearing only a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black panties.

The unusual thing was that she was wearing a black collar around her neck?

“Do… you remember me? Fr-from… the pet supply store…!”

“I don’t think so.”

“Ah…. Wh-what? Bu-but… I… I was raped…? No, not raped… but anyway! Y-you touched my breasts, strangled my neck… and… put a collar on me.”

A woman trembling as she describes it all.

On closer inspection, it was the same brand collar that A-yeong was wearing.

“Well… that’s all well and good. Why did you come?”

“Huh…? Why?”

“What’s the reason? Are you here for compensation?”

The woman shakes her head.

Her eyes fixated on my crotch.

“Th…”

“Tell me.”

“….If I come here, you said you would fuck me like a dog…”

Ah.

“So that’s it? You came to the right place.”

I grabbed the woman’s collar and pulled her in.

…After the dog, it’ll be a cat?