Chapter 36 : About two kids?

“Got it. I’ll take it off.”

“Don’t… act like you’re… doing me a favor… Hah…! It’s only… natural…!”

Even though it was just two fingers, the moment they entered me, they felt larger than anything else in the world.

“Wh-who… does sex… Ahh… with clothes… on…?!”

“You’re still so tense. Was two too much for your first time?”

Our words kept missing each other.

Yena was completely absorbed in moving her fingers in and out.

Meanwhile, I was stuck on a different problem.

Saying the word “sex” out loud was way more embarrassing than I’d thought.

I could feel my face burning up.

In dirty comics, they say way worse things.

If I actually had to say stuff like that, my face might explode.

The fingers filling me up slowly pulled back.

The walls of my pussy, now hypersensitive, clung to them as they left.

My limbs were limp, but my pussy eagerly sucked on her fingers, refusing to let go.

The texture of her fingerprints.

The creases around her knuckles.

The difference in thickness between her fingertips and the base of her fingers.

I could feel every detail as vividly as if I were touching them myself.

Is it always like this?

Right now, I wanted to believe it was.

They say the most sensitive part of the human body is the hands, but somehow, my pussy felt even more vivid than that.

She seemed just as reluctant to stop.

Her fingers paused near the entrance for a moment.

But in the end, she steeled herself and pulled them out completely.

The soft, wet pop sound… I decided to erase it from my memory.

“Hah… Haaah… Why’d you pull out…?”

“Right, why are you still dressed?”

“Huh… Wha…?”

The hand supporting my back slowly lowered me onto the bed.

My limp body sank into the soft mattress, following her lead.

But Yena didn’t stop there—she brought her hand to my neck.

At the same time, her other hand slid between my thighs.

Skrt— skrt—

“Hey… are you kidding me?! Why are you rubbing it there…?!”

The fingers that had been deep inside me were now grinding against my inner thigh.

It wasn’t like she was touching something dirty, so why was she doing this?

Ignoring my reaction, Yena smeared my own wetness across my skin.

What was she even trying to do?

She’d even tasted me earlier.

Not like I could do anything about it, though.

I could barely move my arms—was I supposed to hit her or something?

All I could do was stare at her blankly.

Yena let out a soft pfft before speaking.

“I wanted to make sure you really understood. That’s why I kept my clothes on.”

The hand on my neck shifted.

At the same time, the fingers that had just been between my thighs—now somewhat clean—moved toward my throat.

Knowing Yena’s personality, it was obvious what would happen next.

She looked at me, surprised that I wasn’t resisting.

It’s not that I wouldn’t resist… I just couldn’t.

But of course, both her hands obediently wrapped around my neck.

Soon, she began squeezing, slowly applying pressure with each finger.

“Ngh… wha… hey…!”

My mouth protested, but my body didn’t push her away.

It was a vague trust.

An instinct, maybe.

The softness in Yena’s eyes told me she wasn’t really trying to choke me.

Somehow, I’d learned to read her perfectly.

“Your mouth still needs more training.”

“Kgh…”

Of course, the pressure on my neck was real.

Even if she wasn’t serious, Yena was insanely strong by default.

My airways were blocked by her fingers.

My panicked lungs screamed at my brain in protest.

But no matter how many commands my brain sent, my limbs refused to move.

My lower stomach tightened.

Giving up, my brain chose one last desperate act—soaking my pussy.

Just as my vision began to blur…

“You’re not even resisting now. So cute.”

“Ghk— Hah…! Hah…!”

My crushed throat reopened, and I gulped down air greedily.

Without any stimulation, my back arched on its own, writhing in pleasure.

Drops of slick splattered onto the bedsheet, already stained with blood.

As if trying to erase those marks, my body pressed down over them.

Thankfully, Yena’s fingers hovered in the air now.

If she’d shoved them back inside, my brain might’ve short-circuited completely.

No thoughts left.

Just pure bliss.

As I panted like that…

Yena’s voice cut into my ears like a blade.

“I just had a great idea.”

The exact same line as before.

And the look in her eyes was identical, too.

This time, I cut her off first.

“‘Please undress me, Master’—hah… if it’s something like that… no way…”

“Didn’t you just do that?”

“Hah… ngh… haa…”

“So stupid.”

“…”

“That’s why I like you.”

The sudden confession left me speechless.

My heart, already pounding from the choking, now raced even harder.

It felt like it was beating at the absolute limit of human endurance.

I could hear it thudding in my ears.

At this rate, even Yena might hear it.

My mind filled with visions of a rose-tinted future with her.

“…Should we just have, like, two kids?”

It’s not like I’m the one giving birth anyway.

If we have too many, Yena might struggle.

But right now,

Aren’t I in a woman’s body?

Pregnancy… Is there no way to avoid it?

“What did you say?”

Yena suddenly said something strange.

It wasn’t like she read my mind, but out of nowhere?

“Huh? Why?”

“Why are you suddenly talking about kids?”

As soon as I heard her, chills ran down my neck.

‘Should we just have two kids or so?’

Idiot. Moron. Less than human. Should I just die?

Dark words stabbed mercilessly into my heart.

I must’ve been thinking out loud enough for Yena to hear.

“N-no! No! Forget it! I misspoke! Just forget it!”

“…”

Yena twisted her lips into a smile.

For a moment, I stared blankly at her.

So fucking pretty. Insane.

I shook my head to snap out of it.

Strange—every muscle in my body tensed up, filling with strength.

Using embarrassment as fuel, I jerked upright from where I’d been lying.

My back screamed in protest.

My thighs trembled, threatening to give out.

I slapped them a few times, forcing myself to calm down.

But my legs just kept shaking.

“Uh, my phone, wait. Where’s my—my phone? I’ll just… go out for a bit!”

“Why? What’s on your phone?”

“…Uh, games! Ah, ugh.”

“Hmm…”

At Yena’s murmur, my body froze again.

I tried to escape the situation as if hypnotized, but I was trapped.

Meeting her eyes turned me to stone.

If not for the lack of snakes on her head, she might as well have been Medusa.

‘Though her fingers are kinda… snake-like.’

My lower stomach clenched, reigniting the lewd sensations from earlier.

Something trickled down my thighs.

Glancing at the bed from the corner of my eye, it was a complete mess.

The sheets were soaked in a circular pattern around her, obscenely wet.

Pale streaks of blood mixed with slick, turning it almost pink.

Looking at it now, it seemed like Yena’s own slick.

“Do you like me that much?”

“…”

“Enough to want to have my kids?”

“W-what? Even if we did, you’d be the one giving birth…”

My words came out weak.

My body wanted her.

Just looking at Yena made slick drip down my thighs.

“Huff… Why are you like this? Come here. I’ll teach you.”

Her tongue, red and glistening, peeked between her lips.

My body jolted—an automatic reflex.

Her sticky tongue flicked her lips once before retreating.

I almost took a step toward her, entranced.

I bit my lower lip lightly to regain control.

“I’m not going…! After all that, you think I’d go? Am I crazy? And besides, between women…!”

“Pfft, you don’t even watch the news?”

“Huh?”

“Never mind. I can see your legs shaking. Hurry up.”

My thoughts were tilting.

I don’t know if she meant to, but Yena’s deflection eased some of my embarrassment.

Glancing down at her words, my legs were indeed trembling.

A little longer, and I’d collapse—unease crept in.

Better to fall into her arms than crumple pathetically here.

Yena stretched her arms toward me, wearing that harmless smile she often showed others.

“If you come now, I won’t do anything.”

“…Really?”

I was tempted.

Stubbornly resisting would just hurt us both.

If I hadn’t heard one more line, I’d have already surrendered to her.

“Yeah. When have I ever lied to you?”

“…”

So many times.

Countless times.

Yena sighed deeply at my frozen state.

“Haah…”

Though I was the one who wanted to sigh.

Standing was getting harder.

Not just my legs—my back, neck, everything ached.

“I’m tired. My shoulders are stiff, my neck hurts, my back… Actually, everything hurts.”

“Yeah. Must be rough.”

“Because of y—”

Mid-sentence, a brilliant idea flashed in my head.

A way to make her undress while I relaxed.

“…Yena.”

“Aah—my arms are gonna fall off…”

“Wanna… shower together?!”

The mood shifted instantly.

Yena, who’d been smiling innocently, now stared at me with a gaze I’d never seen—thick with something unreadable.

Her head tilted slightly.

“Can you handle it?”

“Huh? Of course! We can share the tub, right? You’re tired too, yeah?”

“Ah. Seriously… -ly?”

Yena muttered something under her breath before suddenly standing.

Now on her feet on the bed, her thin dolphin shorts were soaked straight through.

My slick from earlier had dried into faint streaks on her.

In other words, she was just as turned on as I was.

“Let’s go.”

Like someone suppressing overwhelming emotions, she answered curtly and dragged me along.

Stumbling after her as she strode toward the bathroom, my ankles wobbled.

Drops of slick fell to the floor behind me.

Like a dog marking its territory, my pussy left transparent trails across her room.

Too embarrassed to look back, I gripped her hand and followed like a meek puppy.