episode_0130

Whoosh…!

The winter wind blew outside the window.

It was cold and chilling.

As spring slowly approached, winter let out its final scream, freezing the entire world.

But that hollow sound… didn’t reach here.

“Pant—pant—”

“Hoooh—”

Tia and Fosao, their skin touching, lay side by side on the bed, sweating profusely.

Panting with exhaustion, they held hands tightly and gazed intently at each other.

Next to Fosao, who looked like a black pig with his abundant fur and his randomly bulging chest and legs, thickened with flesh like a poorly made jar.

The sight of tiny, beautiful Tia lying naked, without a single hair on her body…

…created an unacceptable sense of incongruity.

Tia wore an expression of not knowing what to say.

Her moist ruby eyes blurred slightly.

The ‘first experience’ she had just undergone, and the sensations of sex that had reached its climax.

Even the emotions of a woman embraced by a man.

Unable to comprehend it all at once, she merely felt the lingering afterglow.

Leaning against Fosao’s warm body like this, drained of strength.

It seemed to be the best she could do.

Fosao embraced Tia’s shoulder and spoke.

“It felt go-good…”

“……”

“What about Tia?”

“…It was good.”

“Hee-hee-hee. L-look at this.”

Fosao grabbed his penis.

That grotesque thing, which had just torn through Tia’s virginity – a virgin who hadn’t known a man until now – forcibly opened her tightly closed vagina and wildly thrashed within… now hung limply, as if slightly deflated.

As he ran his finger across the glans, a pinkish clump stained his fingertip.

It was a mixture of semen and blood.

Fosao showed it to Tia.

“Bl-blood came out.”

As if embarrassed by her own blood, Tia hunched her head.

“Because it’s my first time…”

“Ti-Tia seemed to be in a lot of pain. Are you still hurting now?”

Although her face showed shame from his persistent questioning, Tia still closed her eyes tightly and replied.

“It’s a little better… than when it went in.”

“Wh-what was it like right when it went in?”

“Mister’s… was too big… It hurt and it was difficult…”

“What’s ‘that’?”

Fosao grinned lecherously and kneaded Tia’s breast.

The woman embraced in his arms, he now treated her like his own toy.

“…You know.”

“I d-don’t know.”

“……”

Soon, a small, mumbled voice was heard.

“Penis…”

“My pe-penis?”

As she nodded, Fosao laughed gleefully and caressed her slender waist.

“Hee-hee-hee! How d-did it feel? My penis… did it just h-hurt?”

“The feeling was… a little strange.”

Tia slightly closed her legs.

“It hurt, but… it felt like the inside was completely filled.”

“How d-does it feel now?”

“It feels a little stinging… and empty.”

“Really? Hee-hee-hee—”

Fosao’s hand moved down to Tia’s lower abdomen, gently stroking the concave mound.

As if massaging the belly of a whining child who claimed to be hurt.

…No, as if taming the vagina of the woman who held his semen.

Tia, feeling that cozy touch, looked at Fosao’s hand with vacant eyes.

The brute whispered in a low voice.

“Th-that was good, Tia. Now, Tia, you’ve become an a-adult.”

“Adult…”

“‘Feeling empty’ means… Ti-Tia’s here… has become a place where a penis can be inserted.”

“……”

“My… ‘my’ penis, that is.”

Fosao spoke with particular emphasis.

As if proclaiming Tia as his own.

It was as if he was saying he was the only man who would insert his penis into that small, swollen hole.

Even though she was being stroked on her lower abdomen by a fat man older than her father, and heard such terrible words.

Tia showed no sign of dislike whatsoever.

Rather, she leaned her delicate body, like a baby bird, even closer to Fosao.

“Um… will I be okay?”

“Hmm?”

“If I hurt this much… I won’t be able to properly do it with Mister in the future…”

At that question, which seemed to already be thinking about the ‘next time’, my heart tore to shreds.

Is that so.

Yes.

…This won’t be the end.

I recalled a memory.

The day Mister Marvin and Aunt Olivia’s wedding ended.

The elders said it was a tradition passed down through generations and put up a wide fence around the couple’s house. And they told us never to cross that fence.

I probably didn’t see Mister Marvin for about a month.

The couple didn’t come out of the house. Except for occasionally coming out to receive groceries, they stayed cooped up in that house all day, doing nothing.

As a child, I thought they were just on a long vacation because they got married.

But now I know.

The Marvin couple weren’t enjoying a vacation.

When a man and woman live in one house. After appeasing hunger and sleeping.

How do they spend the boring time called ‘a day’?

They mingle bodies.

Like panting animals. Like pigs in a pigsty.

Abandoning themselves to pleasure and instinct, they mate frantically.

Because he knew the rampant sexual desire of young men and women, the Village Elder had taken such measures to allow the couple to have time alone.

And now…

A mountain village where no one ever visits.

Where a man and woman abandoned by the world are together.

A home for only the two of them.

For Tia and Fosao, there was even more space and longer time left than for the Marvin couple.

No fence was needed either.

Because no one was going to visit them anyway.

…What will the two people, who have once mingled bodies, do from now on?

As soon as they wake up, they will embrace each other and whisper words of love.

When hungry, they will eat breakfast.

Then mingle bodies again.

Sleep with their tired bodies.

And when they open their eyes, they will mingle bodies again.

All that long time Tia poured into saving me…

Will now be dedicated solely to Fosao.

Conversely, Fosao could also have his way with Tia as he pleased, however and wherever he wanted.

Won’t I see such a scene… appearing identically in every illusion of memory?

“It’s al-alright, Tia.”

Fosao stroked Tia’s head.

“Right now, it hurts because your vi-virginity was torn. From now on, you can keep d-doing it anytime, right?”

“……”

“When your body gets better, let’s d-do it again… okay?”

“Yes…”

It was the moment Tia shyly nodded her head.

“……Oh.”

Suddenly, a surprised sound escaped her small lips.

“Wh-what’s wrong?”

“Ah… it seems like a little came out…”

Fosao’s gaze returned to Tia’s legs.

Between her slender thighs, a thick clump of semen flowed out from her reddened vulva.

The semen leaking from the newly penetrated girl’s vagina connected her legs to the bedsheet with a sticky trail.

Beneath it was a bright red bloodstain, clear evidence that she had lost her virginity.

Tia spoke in an anxious voice.

“The bed is getting dirty…”

“It’s o-okay! It’s late at night now, so let’s do it tomorrow.”

“…Yes.”

The bedroom light went out. Darkness settled thickly.

I could no longer see the two of them, but.

Tia and Fosao would be sharing body heat, feeling each other’s presence through the touch of their skin…

The night was ending.

For me, who could do nothing but kneel…

It was the worst night.

But for the two of them, it was a ‘blessed day’, having completed a sacred baptism. And.

My beloved Tia…

…had become ‘Fosao’s woman’…

…It was their wedding night.

***

Early morning.

Tia woke up from sleep.

She had slept naked, without even a blanket, but she didn’t feel cold at all.

It was thanks to Fosao’s large body warmly embracing her.

Loud snoring.

She glanced up at Fosao, who was loudly snoring in his sleep, and then, as she tried to bend her legs to sit up.

“Ugh.”

Tia felt a strange sensation and looked down.

Between her thighs was a mess of dried semen and blood.

That unclean sight… meant that last night’s sexual encounter was not a dream.

The fact that she had offered her virginity to Fosao.

An irreversible and undeniable truth was right before her eyes.

Tia stroked her tender lower abdomen.

“I need to wash…”

She lowered her legs from the bed, stood up, and took two steps.

She wobbled.

Tia leaned against the wall, due to the strange pain she felt with every step.

Even going down the stairs, she took one step at a time. Limping carefully down to the first floor like someone with a leg injury.

“……”

Her lower abdomen felt stiff and uncomfortable.

That feeling continued even while she bathed.

Every time she washed between the folds with water, diluted blood continued to leak out.

“Did I get hurt…?”

Since such a large object had been forcibly pushed in, it was not unreasonable for some part of her vagina to be torn.

Throb. Throb. Throb.

Tia had to prepare breakfast with a feeling of having lost something inside her, a sense of emptiness.

She sliced pork, made broth, and cooked stew.

While the stew simmered for a long time, she occasionally did laundry in her spare moments.

As Tia diligently did housework, and the savory aroma of stew wafted up to the second floor.

Fosao, awakened from sleep, slowly descended the stairs.

“Ughhh…”

“Are you awake?”

“Yeah.”

“The meal is ready.”

Clink.

The stew bowl was served.

It was perfectly finished, the meat was tender, and the aroma was fragrant.

It was ‘consideration’, timed precisely for when Fosao would wake up…

“Y-you just made it, huh?”

“Yes. Mister always wakes up so late.”

“Hee-hee-hee… Right. Right.”

It was a familiar feeling.

When I opened the pharmacy door, finished preparations, and sat down to open a book.

That sound of knocking that always came.

Tia… knew better than anyone when I woke up, and what I did.

Because she liked me. Because she loved me.

She always watched what I did, and when I had some free time, she would hover around, asking to play together.

Because she wanted to see me every day. That’s why she ran up to the pharmacy every early morning.

But now…

Tia’s attention was on Fosao.

She would know better than anyone when Fosao woke up, and what he did.

She would watch what he did, and when he had some free time, she would rub her flushed body against his.

To live with Fosao. Like this, every early morning, she would do housework… like Fosao’s wife.

“Is it delicious?”

“Mm-hmm… D-delicious! Hee-hee-hee!”

“Heh-heh…”

With Tia’s bright smiling face as the last image.

The illusion of memory scattered.