How Did I Become a Mum 8

Chapter 8 – Episode 8: Send Home With No Panties.

The feeling of ejaculation at the moment of cumming on Ahyeon was especially vivid.
It felt like her cunt was squeezing his cock.
As if trying to take every last drop.
Until just now, she felt that Ah-hyun, who was her virgin, had a great tightening of her cunt throughout the fucking, but when she felt it while she was cumming, it was a different kind of tightness.

“Haa…Ugh…Ah…”

“Wake up.”

“…Eww…”

Ahyeon was still tossing and turning her body, intoxicated with the afterglow of her climax.
Now that her sex was over, I untied the tree that had tied her wrists, but she was still hanging in the same position she was tied to, struggling for breath.
Her mind still seemed to be unable to get out of the affair she had just had.

“Hey. It looks like someone is coming up, so get up quickly.”

“…Huh? Ah…No…”

She lied to get Ah-hyun up quickly.
Ahyeon, who was drooping like her corpse, heard her say that someone was coming and she hurriedly stood up.

“Ahhhhh?!…Lee…Bra this…What are you going to do…”

Ah-hyeon, who hurriedly got down from her table to fix her dress, sat down on her floor.
Her thighs were spread apart the whole time she was being hit by me, and her legs seemed to have lost their strength.

Ahyeon struggled to get back up. Who was coming? She hurriedly pulled her dress down and put on her shoes.
However, the bra was unsightly, tucked away in a tight dress because I had cut off the cups.
In a hurry, Ahyeon stood with her back to the garden aisle and annoyed me.

“Someone is coming. No one is coming.”

“…Lee…No…How do I get home? And…Brother, did you pack it inside? What should I do without a word? It’s crazy that today is a safe day…”

“Don’t you ask me to do something first, but then stop and ask me to fuck you quickly. Of course I thought it would be a safe day.”

“No…! I thought that one day I might do something like this with my older brother…But I had no idea it would turn out like this today…”

“You sent me a signal first to say that.”

“…That’s… Mr. Lee…”

“So you didn’t like it?”

“…I don’t know, you idiot. Ugh…?”

Ahyeon suddenly put his hand between his crotch.
It was because of the fluids that flowed from her pussy.

“Ah… What should I do with this…? It’s flowing…?”

“Hmm…The only thing to clean is this.”

“…Those are my panties.”

“Yes. Is there anything else besides this here?”

“No, why are you cleaning this with that…And the overknee socks are all dirty…”

“Open your legs first.”

“…Why the legs again?”

“I told you to open it.”

“…Can you really wipe it with your panties?”

“Open up.”

“Haa… Ugh…”

I wiped Ahyeon’s crotch with the panties she had taken off.
Her panties became damp as soon as she swept them in and around Ahyeon’s pussy a few times.

“Be still. Do you want to go home like this?”

“Okay… Yup…”

She raised the tips of her fingers and wiped the opening of Ah-hyun’s cunt, and the way Ah-hyun bounced around her waist was rather cute.

“I wiped off all visible moisture, but I can’t help the semen that keeps flowing.”

“…Ha. So, what was the thing that tied my hands earlier?”

“Umm…It’s nothing special. It was magic.”

“…Magic?”

“Yes.”

“…Really?”

“Why, can’t you believe it? Do you believe it?”

Widely-!

“…? What… Did you do?”

“They said the socks were dirty. You cleaned them up. They straightened out all the wrinkles on the dress.”

“Uh…?”

The overknee socks stained with Ahyeon’s love juice and the crumpled dress were restored to their original state with magic.
Ahyeon reacted that he couldn’t understand when he saw my neatly dressed clothes.

“…How did you do this?”

“Actually, I’m not.”

“Ummm…? … So, my brother is a devil? Really?”

“Well, I was originally a normal person, but somehow I became like that.”

“… Then me? Did I get caught by the devil by mistake?”

“Well. If you think you’ve got it wrong, then you’ve got it wrong. Why, suddenly you don’t like me when I say I’m the devil?”

“…No. That’s not the case…I’m a bit shy.”

Ah-hyeon was a little confused when he heard that I was a demon, but he was not greatly agitated.
Ah-hyeon’s hypnosis of [I like Min-wu oppa very much, I want to like him] Is still alive, so even if he found out that I was a devil, there was no way he would turn his heart toward me.

“…Then what will happen to me?”

Ahyeon asked me with a face that seemed to want a definite answer once again.

“I was the devil when I brought up the teaching assistant to you earlier. So nothing will change.”

“Then…That’s fortunate. But if it’s a demon, it just takes the soul, doesn’t it?”

“I’m not particularly interested in that. At least until now…?”

“…So you’re saying that as long as you’re being trained faithfully by your brother, you’ll be able to like him?”

“Let’s point out one thing. Being faithfully trained by me is just the minimum condition for liking me. Got it?”

“…Okay.”

I made Ah-hyun think that he must work harder to win my heart.

“Then choose. Bra or panties?”

“Yes…?”

He said while holding Ahyeon’s panties covered in semen and love juice in one hand.

“If you choose panties, you go home without a bra. If you choose a bra, you go home without panties.”

“…What? Oh, don’t be kidding me, just return the underwear in good condition.”

Widely-!

“I’m serious?”

“…Huh? Huh?”

I summoned Ahyeon’s bra with magic in my hand.
The outline of Ah-hyun’s nipples, which were still standing upright, stood out on the top of the dress.
Ah-hyeon groped after seeing my bra in my hand, and belatedly realized that the bra she was wearing had come off, and hurriedly covered her breasts.

“Ah, what are you doing… And your panties are dirty and your brother broke your bra…”

“If you choose panties instead, your pussy won’t be exposed. If you choose a bra, your nipples won’t be exposed. If you choose a bra, we’ll fix it.”

“…Then you’re saying that no one can see it, whether it’s above or below it… No, and why do you keep not letting me wear underwear?”

“This is all part of teaching assistantship. You… If you keep making me wait, you might lose both of them?”

“Ah, okay… Wait a minute… Mr. Wu…”

Ahyeon began to worry, pulling down her skirt with one hand and covering her breasts with the other.
Ahyeon, who sighed deeply, glared at me with bloody eyes and opened his mouth.

“…I’ll do it with a bra.”

“The reason is?”

“…This one-piece dress is too tight…! If it’s a knob, it’ll definitely show up… The skirt…You just have to be careful somehow…”

“Okay then.”

“…Huh? What is it?”

“What is it? It was put on with magic.”

“…Are you really not going to give me panties?”

“What do you think you’ll say?”

“Ehh…”

“Give up. Today is the day I go home with no panties.”

Ahyeon brushed her skirt with a confused face.
The fact that she would have to go home in no panties seemed helpless.

“Then…Every time we meet…Will we do that?”

“What is that.”

“You know what we just did…Why…Sex…”

“That’s something you can do or not do. Why? Are you looking forward to it? Or do you already remember?”

“Ah…Isn’t it?…I was just…Asking…”

“Trick me.”

“I’m not fooling you…!! …It’s okay…If you’re going now, give me your number and go.”

Ahyeon was also surprised when asked if she wanted to have sex and denied it.
But sure enough, a strong denial is a strong positivity, and Ahyeon was twisting his thighs, as if something that had just happened had popped up in his head.

“…The last train didn’t stop. I’ll take the subway in front of it.”

“Then I’ll take you to the crossroads.”

“Yes.”

“I’ll carry the bag too.”

“…No? Is it okay for me to listen?”

“I know you’re trying to walk with your butt covered. No, give it to me.”

“…Really pervert.”

She started going down from the rooftop with Ahyeon.
Ah-hyun kept fiddling with her skirt, as if it was awkward feeling that there was nothing in her skirt.
Watching her bewildered, she even regretted not taking away her bra earlier.

“…I’ll go brother.”

“Yes. Be careful on the stairs. Seeing you walking, you must be very drunk.”

“Because I’ve been sober before? Who’s to blame for staggering now…”

“Why? What am I?”

“…That’s right…! I don’t know… Cee…”

Ahyeon still had a hard time walking because her thighs were still tingling in the aftermath of her first experience.
I deliberately pretended not to know and teased Ahyeon.

“Okay. Then talk to me when you get to the train station.”

“…Okay.”

“Be sure to take a photo and tap before entering the subway, okay?”

“… Huh? Well, okay.”

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[Ahyeon: I’m at the subway station.]

[Me: Then go straight to the bathroom.]

[Ahyeon: Why is there a bathroom?]

[Me: Go quickly. Go ahead and tap again.]

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[Ahyeon: It’s the bathroom.]

[Me: Lift up your skirt in front of the washbasin mirror, take a picture, and send it to me. Do you know how far to listen?]

[Ahyeon: What?]

[Ahyeon: I don’t have any panties right now?]

[Me: That’s why I’m asking you to take a picture.]

[Me: You’ll have to see if you did what I said. Is it suitable for no panties?]

[Me: You might have bought disposable panties at a convenience store, right?]

[Ahyeon: Because I didn’t?]

[Ahyeon: And can’t we go to the toilet instead?]

[Me: No. Send it quickly.]

[Ahyeon: Ah…Really…]

I had Ahyeon take pictures of the inside of her skirt and send it to me.
This was something he had to do before the favorability and trust he had built up so far for Ahyeon faded over time.

Sending pictures of the inside of a skirt is absolutely impossible without liking and trust.
So, having Ah-hyun take a picture of the inside of her skirt and send it to me was to create and circulate evidence that Ah-hyun had feelings for and trust in me, at least at this time, to create a kind of psychologically solidifying effect.

[Ahyeon: photo]

[Ahyeon: Is it okay now?]

[Me: Why did it take so long?]

[Ahyeon: Ah, there are people in the bathroom, what should I do? Then… I hear a clicking sound.]

[Me: I made you wait, so take a picture again and send it. This time, like when taking a selfie in the bathroom mirror, even your face comes out properly. ]

[Ahyeon: Are you crazy? What if it spreads? …It’s not that my brother sows it.]

[Me: I’ll only look at it, so don’t worry and send it. Give me 2 minutes.]

About 5 minutes later, a picture arrived to Ah-hyun.
The woman in the photo lifted her skirt up to reveal her navel, proving that she was wearing nothing underneath her skirt.

But it was just there.
Ah-hyeon’s face didn’t even come out, and judging from her composition, it was clear that she had taken the picture in a hurry as soon as she lifted her skirt.

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[Ahyeon: photo]

Ahyeon’s new photo has arrived.
This time, it seemed that the camera angle was properly adjusted while the camera was properly spaced away from the sink.
It was a perfect picture, except for her face turned to the side, as if she was embarrassed.

[Ahyeon: Is it real now? And really look at it alone…?]

[Me: Of course not. The picture… Is still a bit unfortunate, but I’ll pass it.]

[Ahyeon: Ah, what are you dissatisfied with again?]

[Me: You turned your head to the side. Anyway, I can recognize you, so I passed. But not next time.]

[Ahyeon: Next…?]

[Me: If I ask you to take a photo with your face showing when you send me a verification photo, take it straight from the front.]

[Ahyeon: Ah, crazy and really…!]