Chapter Index

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    There is one unchanging law that has persisted since prehistoric times.

    It is this: When starting something, the hardest part is mustering the “will to do it” in the first place.

    Exploring an unknown cave.

    Tasting an unknown fruit.

    In all these cases, taking that first step or the first bite must have been the most difficult.

    Of course, if you happen to lock eyes with an irritable bear cub or collapse after biting into an unlucky poisonous apple, that’s a separate issue we’ll gloss over…

    Anyway.

    Clicking on this risqué ad is no different.

    If I endure it and read through, it might help me when talking to guys later.

    And so, I mustered the “will to do it.”

    From here, the only path is forward.

    Peeking just my eyes above the blanket, I firmly tapped the half-naked woman’s image beneath the YouTube video.

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    Apparently, what Yozora had recommended really was just another category of romance comics…

    “…….”

    Well, that one at least had some sweet, fluffy romance in the early-middle parts.

    But this comic? From the very first page of the prologue, it was nothing but blatant sexual appeal…!

    “…So this is what a male-oriented comic is like…”

    A sigh, more dumbfounded than reverent, slipped out.

    A half-naked guy waiting for a girl in his apartment from the start? Fine.

    It’s an adult comic, after all.

    It’s just… well…

    I figured they’d jump straight into sex.

    The exaggerated depiction of the girl’s body after her shower? Also fine.

    It’s an adult comic.

    Just as most women like chiseled male bodies,

    most men probably like soft, plush female ones.

    Judging by the monologues and dialogue, the protagonist and heroine had apparently been dating for a while.

    The fact that their entire relationship development was skipped? Still fine.

    It’s an adult comic.

    But the way everything was so blatantly laser-focused on just “sex”

    was slightly disorienting.

    “Hmm…”

    So this is the vibe of male-oriented comics.

    Compared to what Yozora read, this is shamelessly explicit.

    I’ve gained some knowledge.

    But I can’t just stop here and call it a day.

    If you draw your sword, shouldn’t you at least cut something?

    I absolutely have to see how different the sex scenes in female-oriented comics are from male-oriented ones.

    Steeling myself, I scrolled down.

    The girl was already mostly undressed, and the guy only had a towel around his waist—surely they’d be going at it within the next five panels.

    “……?”

    But,

    there was no sex scene.

    The reason? The protagonist’s…

    …thing was too big.

    The girl, who had just finished showering, packed her things and ran away.

    “…Yeah.”

    At that size, of course she would.

    Just from the silhouette, it looked like it could easily reach from his crotch up to his navel.

    Not to mention the girth…

    …….

    …If she tried to take all of that in, it wouldn’t just be painful—it’d be excruciating.

    A perfectly reasonable reaction.

    Part of me thought, Well, it’s just an adult comic, so I could ignore it, but I let it slide.

    I figured it was just a device for realism—that was the extent of my speculation.

    Soon, the protagonist returned with alcohol and began drowning his sorrows alone.

    Come to think of it, I’ve never tried alcohol before… What’s it taste like?

    As I idly pondered, the protagonist soon turned on his phone and…

    …a porn site?

    He went to a porn site.

    “…….”

    So guys really do watch porn…

    …Huh.

    I mean, I’d vaguely assumed as much.

    The idea that men like dirty stuff was a common trope I’d seen in romance comics.

    Japan, oddly obsessed with analog, mostly sticks to adult magazines, but since this is Korea, it’s porn.

    Maybe it’s because I felt like I was peeking into men’s private lives, but…

    My heart fluttered strangely.

    Could I use this as a conversation topic with guys?

    Maybe I’ll try bringing it up with Mr. Bogeon next time.

    Such thoughts flitted through my mind briefly.

    Scrolling further, a question mark popped up in my head.

    “Huh…”

    The women in the videos the protagonist was watching, unlike the girl who had just run away, were eagerly taking huge, blackened cocks and moaning like bitches in heat.

    What?

    Does it actually feel good?

    But then…

    “That doesn’t add up.”

    Why did that girl run away earlier?

    If it feels good, shouldn’t she have stayed and had sex with the protagonist?

    And logically speaking, something’s off.

    Wouldn’t having something that big pounding inside you hurt more than feel good?

    A plot hole from the prologue…

    …Probably not, though.

    So does that mean this is the reality?

    “…….”

    Well, I can just check.

    It’s not like I’m some underage kid sneaking a peek at dirty stuff.

    I’ve been legally an adult for three whole months now.

    I’m allowed to watch porn openly.

    Wriggling and rubbing my thighs, I rolled onto my back, searched “porn site” on Google, and clicked on the first one I found.

    Some sites blocked access, but after a few tries, I found one that let me in without restrictions.

    I didn’t know the difference, but I entered anyway.

    After about five minutes of browsing,

    I picked a video with a particularly eye-catching thumbnail.

    “…….”

    I just chose one with high views.

    In the video, a man holding the camera contrasted the pale, large ass of the woman bent over in front of him with his own thick, blackened member.

    The composition felt almost demeaning to the woman.

    Like she was nothing more than a toy.

    …And then,

    Thud.

    Thud.

    Thud.

    No way he’s putting all of that in—

    He shoved it in to the hilt.

    Even as the woman trembled, gripping the bedsheet with both hands,

    he didn’t care.

    …So it does all fit in.

    I thought that was only possible in comics…

    If that were inside me… Wait…

    Here? No, it’d reach up to my navel.

    Then here?

    A full hand’s width below my crotch…

    Then, a wet slapping sound reached my ears through the headphones.

    My hazy vision quickly snapped back to reality.

    When I regained focus, what I saw was the woman’s ass, lightly jiggling under the man’s grip.

    …The man, murmuring whore playfully, slapped the plush flesh.

    Soon, he roughly grabbed the woman’s pale, quivering ass and—

    …slowly pulled out that huge thing, now slick with her fluids,

    capturing every detail on camera—

    the sticky mess dripping onto the bed like honey,

    the way she writhed.

    I did this to her.

    The framing seemed to ask, How does it feel, watching this?

    Then,

    the thick tip pressed against her tightly closed entrance again—

    and within seconds,

    a bitch-like moan blared through my headphones, set at volume 1.

    Remaining video length:

    37 minutes.

    By the time it ticked down to 36,

    35,

    34,

    I, still staring blankly at the screen, jolted and closed the tab.

    …How long had I been watching?

    “Ahem, hmm…”

    W-Well. I mean…

    I guess big… dicks really do feel good.

    Not that it matters much, so I’ll just accept it and move on.

    Maybe the girl from earlier just didn’t know better.

    Sure…

    Sure…

    I should cool my face first…

    Sigh…

    I set my phone aside and pressed my palms to my cheeks, rubbing in circles.

    …For some reason, the space between my thighs felt unbearably itchy, but I didn’t know why, so I just squeezed them together.

    Once the heat in my face subsided, I went back to reading the comic.

    Eventually, I realized the genre was actually an isekai transmigration story,

    saw the male protagonist reduced to a sex slave from the start,

    wondered if this was a world where women were stronger than men,

    and finally, much later, found the first actual sex scene.

    “……?”

    It was a little different from what I’d expected.

    “The girl’s on top…?”

    Literally.

    The male protagonist was lying down while the woman, brows furrowed, rocked her hips.

    …Her thighs trembled as if struggling to take his size,

    drool dripping from her tongue,

    Squelch. Squelch.

    Relentlessly, she moved.

    …Weird.

    Why is the girl doing all the work here?

    The ones Yozora recommended usually had the woman lying down or on all fours, leaving everything to the man…

    But this is a male-oriented work, right?

    Do guys prefer it when the woman does the moving?

    Is this position more comfortable for them?

    “Hmm…”

    But in the porn I just saw, the man was the one thrusting, wasn’t he?

    …What the hell?

    Why are they different?

    I don’t know which one’s right.

    Maybe it’s just the author’s preference…

    Or maybe I skipped too fast and missed something…

    Whatever. I’m tired.

    I’m done with this.

    It’s already 2 AM.

    If I stay up any later, I’ll have to force myself to sleep at an unholy hour tomorrow.

    Feeling oddly stuffy, I kicked off the blanket and moved my fingers.

    Just in case—just in case—there were other positions, I scrolled down slowly, but nothing changed.

    The woman stayed on top, riding him messily until he came,

    and the moment he pulled out, thick semen gushed out.

    That was it.

    Letting out a disappointed sigh, I hit the back button.

    And then—

    I saw it.

    “……Huh?”

    From the first chapter to the latest, thumbnails of the comic were lined up in a row.

    A little past the prologue…

    …I spotted a thumbnail of a beastman with a tail having rough sex—just like in the porn.

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