Lady Seolhwa Becoming a Woman Suitable for Park Seong-geun (2)
It was the dead of night.
Three days had passed since I joined the subjugation.
The weather was unpleasant, the sticky air holding a hint of saltiness.
Even though it was an hour when foot traffic had ceased, the sky felt bright.
The moonlight was unusually bright, casting a faint glow even into this secluded alleyway.
Looking at the moonlight, I was reminded of Lady Seolhwa, who used to shine so beautifully.
On the day I left for the subjugation, around noon... she had seen me off with a bright smile...
Rustle... Rustle...
My hand kept reaching into the pocket of the bag I had brought.
Inside was a wad of paper imbued with vital energy.
Talismans prepared for the subjugation.
Most of them were simply talismans that gave off Lady Seolhwa's sweet and pleasant scent.
Crinkle, crinkle...
The only talisman that caught on my hand.
A sinister talisman radiating my own vital energy.
The only talisman I was good at making and using kept clinging to my hand.
I was using quite a large amount of surveillance talismans.
And yet, this single piece...
The house where Lady Seolhwa and I lived...
The house I absolutely wanted to return to...
This bastard of a talisman that would let me see the surveillance talismans attached there.
This one, I absolutely couldn't bring myself to use.
I was terrified to watch, afraid of what kind of past the video would contain, or what kind of ruinous present it would reveal to me.
Rustle... Rustle...
Conversely, I wanted to see it.
I wanted to see Lady Seolhwa, who claimed to love me, being miserably broken by another man, by Park Seong-geun.
I was curious about how much her status window had changed—her disgust level towards Park Seong-geun, and her affection level for that bastard...
Rustle... Rustle...
"Just the sound, at least..."
Tremble, tremble...
Unable to hold back any longer, I tightly grasped Pandora's Box in my hand.
The weight of a mere piece of paper felt heavier than the world.
The single piece of paper resting on my palm felt like a spider harboring deadly poison.
A spider that could bite me at any moment, injecting lethal venom and dragging me down to the bottomless depths of the abyss.
"Sss... Huuu..."
I looked around for no reason.
As if to confirm there was no one around, a wind blew whoosh into the alleyway where I stood.
Only a can rolled along with the wind; there was no sense of presence to be heard.
Literally, it was the perfect situation to spy.
Spying... I was only checking on our house, yet I was this nervous.
"Huuu..."
I quietly took a deep breath.
Through the talisman, I traced the flow of vital energy I had attached.
...I could feel the three surveillance talismans I had placed in the bedroom, the living room, and the kitchen.
"Huuu... Just the sound... Let's just listen to the sound..."
I was tense. Anxious. Nervous. My stomach churned. My crotch began to ache.
The sexual compatibility between Lady Seolhwa and me had continued to drop.
Even if the effects of her sexual training remained, the remnant of Park Seong-geun lingered far too heavily.
The noise that strangely crackled in my head.
No matter how I looked at it, there was only one set answer.
Still... I prayed that the sound the surveillance talisman brought me would be nothing but endless, quiet silence...
'Ooh... Oooooh... Husband's cock... Feels good...♡'
***
Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...
Park Seong-geun was thrusting his cock into Seolhwa's pussy with great care.
He had to carve it in so that a pussy that had tasted a bare cock even once would never be able to forget that taste.
He planned to continue feeding it to the brim with a condom cock, which was similar.
He stimulated her firmly, yet teasingly and softly, ensuring that her pussy—tired of the condom cock, which was similar but definitely different—would end up begging for a bare cock on its own.
"Ooh... Oooooh... Husband's cock... Feels good...♡"
Seolhwa was wailing as she lay pinned beneath Park Seong-geun.
The heavy impact carrying Park Seong-geun's massive weight meant that even when he lightly lifted his waist and thrust, Seolhwa cried out in a tone full of pleasure.
Squish, squelch... Squish... Squish, squelch...
"Hooooh..♡"
Sometimes he would press down and grind while keeping it buried inside her.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...
"Haa.. Nngh.. Heu-euk..♡"
Other times, he would grind his cock in a circle, scraping against Seolhwa's most sensitive entrance.
Whenever Park Seong-geun turned Seolhwa's insides upside down with his various cunning waist movements, Seolhwa's vagina further engraved and remembered the shape of his cock, molding itself to fit it.
Even though his massive penis was churning inside her vagina, thrashing back and forth and side to side, her vagina didn't stretch out like other women's.
Most women's pussies would become loose and discarded after swallowing Park Seong-geun's massive penis just a few times, but Seolhwa was different. Every single moment, with every thrust, she remembered the shape and tightened herself firmly around it.
Instead, her vaginal folds would bite down on Park Seong-geun's cock like living tentacles—strong, soft, and sticky—sometimes even leaving Park Seong-geun flustered.
Her insides, which had been solely for Kang Yu-geon; her womb, which had yearned for a woman's happiness to become pregnant with her mate's seed—lamentably, had never once descended hotly, even through countless bouts of intercourse.
"Ooh... Ooooh... Womb... Baby room... No... It's being crushed... Husband, no... Nnnghhh...♡"
But now, just looking at Park Seong-geun's face made her lower abdomen tremble.
When Park Seong-geun's filthy tongue licked the inside of Seolhwa's mouth, heat would rise from down there.
When that gigantic cock entered her insides, the melting heat she felt—even through a condom—made her flinch back her waist and convulse as if she were being burned.
The womb that hadn't descended no matter what Kang Yu-geon did was now anxiously waiting for Park Seong-geun, against Seolhwa's own will.
With just a single insertion of his bare cock, Seolhwa's womb had acknowledged Park Seong-geun's cock as its one and only mate.
Acknowledging only Park Seong-geun as its master, it descended for a certain kind of happiness, heating up thickly and beginning its preparations.
The happiness Kang Yu-geon could never reach.
The happiness as a woman that Seolhwa, a spiritual beast, had never felt.
The ultimate happiness that every female in nature rightfully deserved to enjoy.
Implantation.
As a spiritual beast, there was no way she could experience implantation with a human's seed.
But right now, Seolhwa felt a strange sensation.
Even though it was impossible, she had a strange feeling that it just might happen.
If it was now, if it was Park Seong-geun, if it was her husband... If he shot that massive, delicious load of cum inside her womb, wouldn't a baby be created...?
Riiiip...
A sudden sense of alienation felt between her crotch.
At the same time, a burst of heat and the sweetness of delicious vital energy surged up all at once with a whoosh!
"Ah, fuck. The condom tore."
"Huh...?"
"Whatever. Let's just keep going."
"W-Wait a moment, Husband—"
Thruuust...
She thought it was a sick joke.
But as if proving it wasn't a joke, a burning heat was instantly felt at her womb.
Even though only the part covering the glans was torn, the pre-cum flowing from it—the sweet vital energy that soaked her in rapture—seeped into her womb and began to lick the uterine wall.
Smooch... Smooch... Smooch... Smooch...
With the contraceptive membrane—the condom—gone, her womb began to caress it with utmost devotion.
Unlike Seolhwa, the womb had decided on its own that Park Seong-geun's massive penis was its mate.
The womb began to plant sincere, loving kisses on the glans attached to that massive penis.
"Keu-heuk..! You're sucking it in so fucking hard, keu-ha.. It's so fucking tight and delicious.."
"Hikk... M-My womb is... kiss... kiss...♡"
"Guhahahat! What, do you want a kiss or something? You slutty bitch. Let's try doing it like lovers, then."
"Heu-euk..♡ N-No... That's... Mmph—"
Seolhwa's lips were instantly sucked into Park Seong-geun's mouth.
Slurp... Mmm...♡
Sssploooge... Squirt... Squirt... Sssquirrrrt...
A state where their lips were overlapped.
A state of feeling each other's breath from an incredibly close distance.
Thrust... Thrust... Thrust... Thrust...
Despite that, Park Seong-geun's waist kept moving, firmly tapping against her womb.
As if being considerate of Seolhwa, it wasn't the rough sex from before, but a truly gentle, caressing, and tender sex.
"Hikk.. Mmph... Hnng...♡"
Faced with this gentleness, Seolhwa's reason was completely captured by desire.
Just as her womb acknowledged Park Seong-geun's cock as its true mate, Seolhwa's feelings for Park Seong-geun also became almost equal to those for Kang Yu-geon.
If not for the guilt toward Kang Yu-geon keeping Park Seong-geun slightly below him, Park Seong-geun had become Seolhwa's one and only husband, her beloved husband.
"Slurp... Gulp... Huup... Mmm... Gulp... Slurp...♡"
The exchange of saliva and breath taking place inside their locked lips.
Having only exchanged exhales, she became breathless to her chin, and—
"Pah... Heut...♡"
Her breath burst out after holding it to the limit.
"Pant... Pant... Your spit is fucking delicious. You liked it too, didn't you, bitch?"
"Huu.. Heut...♡"
Panting, they exchanged glances from a distance where the tips of their noses touched.
Anyone looking would feel it was a passionate, beautiful bout of lovemaking between lovers.
Seolhwa's red eyes could not escape Park Seong-geun's sinister gaze.
She just stared blankly, and hotly, as if being sucked into Park Seong-geun's brown eyes.
"Smooch...♡"
The owner of the heated gaze that made Seolhwa's heart resonate.
The owner of the massive penis that her lower abdomen sincerely desired.
The owner of the fruit of love that was slowly taking root and blooming in her heart.
Seolhwa's red eyes wavered, and her heart wavered.
She needed to pull it out right now. Anything more was dangerous.
Seolhwa already knew this, but she couldn't do it.
Her voluptuous limbs, which had wrapped around Park Seong-geun's neck and waist on their own, refused to let go; and her womb, which had been wildly dispensing kisses all on its own, held him in a tight embrace, refusing to separate.
The craving for a bare cock etched into Seolhwa's brain caused her body to slip out of control.
"What's wrong? Weren't you the bitch who loved my cock? Acting like this, we really do seem like lovers."
"Haa.. Haa.. Three days left.."
"What?"
"There are three days left. Husband.."
Pinned beneath Park Seong-geun, Seolhwa spoke while rubbing her face against his neck.
"It would be a shame for it to end like this... For these three days... carve an unforgettable memory into me..."
She rubbed her face against him like a lonely, affectionate puppy.
A true expression of love that Seolhwa had never shown Kang Yu-geon was now directed at Park Seong-geun.
"...You're pretty. You're a truly pretty bitch."
Park Seong-geun quietly stroked her head.
"That's why I covet you so fucking much... Out of all the women I've fucked so far, you're the very best."
He still recklessly spouted vulgar words, but his tone was somehow solemn.
Toward Seolhwa, who was acting cute and coquettish while smelling his neck, Park Seong-geun began to speak low, as if whispering in her ear.
"How about it? Being my lover for three days?"
Thump... Thump... Thump... Thump...
Her heart pounded.
Seolhwa looked into Park Seong-geun's eyes.
His eyes still held the dark, sinister gaze of a pervert, but possessiveness and monopoly burned fiercely within those pupils.
Even though she had always said she loved him and called him Husband, Seolhwa still held onto a slight amount of disgust towards Park Seong-geun.
His words and actions were vulgar with no trace of dignity, a massive body that was unsanitary and reeked of filth.
A sex fiend who, despite being born with the talent of vast vital energy, abused it to harass, brainwash, and rape women.
Most of all, an existence like an impurity that wedged itself between Seolhwa and her beloved Kang Yu-geon.
Even when she collapsed to pleasure and her reason crumbled, craving the release of her urges purely by instinct, that faintly felt disgust had always weighed heavily against Park Seong-geun when she compared him to Kang Yu-geon.
But now, just for this moment, her disgust towards Park Seong-geun was completely washed away.
"Well, if you don't want to, then forget it, you bitch. I don't care as long as I can just fuck you—"
"-Smooch... Slurp... Slurp... Smooch... Smooch..."
They began to share a kiss—not a vulgar tangling of tongues solely craving pleasure, but a kiss meant only to share heated emotions.
"Gently... please thrust into me gently. Husband♡"
"...Guhahat.. You're really amazing. I haven't heard the answer to my question yet, though?"
"...I just like my husband's dick.. My husband's imposing and wonderful massive penis.."
That was the truth. It would never change in the future. In her nearly thousand years of life, she had never felt this good...
Seolhwa would revere that imposing, unforgettable cock.
"Well, I also like your pus—"
"-But... right now, for these three days... I'm your lover... So this is a lie..."
So, for now, she would tell a lie.
Her feelings for Kang Yu-geon were true, but she loved the cock Park Seong-geun thrust into her just as much...
And the feelings she felt now would surely just be a fleeting, momentarily burning emotion between a man and a woman ruled by lust in the late dawn...
Just flattery to enjoy pleasure for three days...
"So... I'll say it. Slurp... Smooch... Smooch..."
This was a lie to make it feel even better to enjoy...
Because after the three days ended, she would go right back to Kang Yu-geon, as if nothing had happened...
"I love you. Husband. Smooch♡"
Therefore, for this brief moment when Kang Yu-geon wasn't looking... she wanted to cast aside her guilt toward him and share a sticky love made of lies purely for the sake of pleasure.