Chapter 108 – #108. Comparison
…Why did you grow up?
I was at a loss for words for a moment.
My girlfriend shows me dirty pictures and asks me why I got bigger.
It’s a menstrual phenomenon. What am I supposed to do when I see this?
Even if it wasn’t me, if I took any young man with me, any guy with normal sexual function would have a similar reaction.
Naeun, who was quietly watching my things, pushed her tablet screen to show the next slide.
This…
“Brother. Take a good look at this too.”
A very familiar picture.
To be honest, this was the guy I saw so often that I could draw a silhouette even if I asked him to draw it.
Because this was the cover of my novel.
That’s a whopping 1 cover.
Kang Soo-yeon’s illustrations were objectively very cheesy illustrations, but they were a little too old to give me inspiration.
It was a joke that I saw every day for several months.
I can’t get excited about it…
“…Brother.”
Naeun’s expression hardened coldly.
“Why aren’t you standing?”
Naeun is not looking at my face, but looking at my things.
“Aren’t my paintings bad?”
“No. It’s not that, I’ve seen this too often…”
Mr. Hai… I’m not sure what I’m supposed to explain here, but I’m starting to concoct an excuse to get out of this situation anyway.
“Then you won’t stand if you see my body often.”
“No. Why do you talk like that Naeun. This is what a man is.”
“Quiet!”
I got up from her chair and tried to explain, but she pushed me again and pushed the tablet screen again.
Coming out again, it’s a new joke that I’ve never seen before.
Milk was coming out of the great mamma barrel, and the buttocks were also very voluptuous, which was a visual that seemed to be popular in Yagem.
But I shouldn’t have stood up.
The thicker my cock honestly gets here, the thicker the wall between me and Naeun will be.
As I rolled my eyes to not look at it somehow, Naeun noticed that I was not concentrating like a ghost.
“Look. Lee Min Ho. You have to look straight ahead.”
I can’t even get her to run away. She brings her tablet almost to my nose.
A perfectly shaded chest approaches my eyes.
Ohh… The detail of each drop of the liquid is so…
Unfortunately, the first thing I thought when I saw it was that I really do have eyes to see.
I tried to hold it in, but I started to feel it more and more in my lower leg.
“Heuuuuu000e, the reaction is good. Brother. Then next.”
The screen goes over again.
This time, it must be Naeun’s drawing. Good. I’m going to explode this time.
If I reverse it once and for all with this, this strange test will come to an end.
But unfortunately what she showed me…
An overly muscular, out-of-balance body.
Short hair close to the short cut that I really dislike.
It was an illustration of her heroine Hannah in [I imprisoned her], Who forced her to change her appearance because she did not want to get caught by Naeun.
‘Ah…! Wake up… Don’t fall down here! Junior!” My brain screamed, but my cock-headed bastard said, “Gomen. I was shouting ‘No Kol-im’.
Fuck. You’re so adamant.
My prick was sending a strong light energy to her illustration, as if it were a nodal detector.
I thought it would be quicker to close my eyes and have a dirty delusion, so I closed her eyes, but the referee’s mace came back.
“Brother! Why do you close your eyes I have to open my eyes You mean you don’t want to open your eyes like that?”
It was cooked it was cooked it was cooked it was cooked
Screwed up screwed up screwed up screwed up
After giving up on standing up, I raised my head and looked at Naeun.
And there…
Naeun, whose eyes were reddened, was looking at me with her hurt face.
“…Go.”
Naeun throws the tablet on the bed.
“Go…! Lee Min Ho!”
Not long after her fingering, she started to weep again.
If a little while ago the arrows of anger were directed at me because my anger had not cooled down, it was not this time.
An expression reminiscent of the heroine of tragedy.
Tears like chicken droppings fall on the floor.
“…Doesn’t my picture look so bad?”
“No. Naeun. If I hadn’t been good at it, I would never have worked for that long.”
It wasn’t real.
It was just that the samples Naeun showed me were somewhat insufficient to stimulate my sexual desire, not that Naeun could never draw.
“But I’m not…”
Naeun lifts her arm and wipes away her tears.
“I can’t even stand a single boyfriend… What kind of shit am I drawing… Haaaaagh.”
And so, another great cry began.
“…Brother. Throw me away… Huh… I’ll leave it to her…”
“No. Why do I leave you and go to that person? And does anyone know the author? Is it a girl?”
I hugged her crying Naeun again and started to soothe her.
To be honest, I had been saying Na-Eun was ‘her older sister’ a little while ago, but I had no idea what kind of person the Cporia writer was.
“Why are you asking me, a woman? I asked him because he likes his paintings better than mine… Haaaaang.”
Ah. I’ll just have to stay still.
No matter how you look at it, Naeun right now is in a weak state of mind and body. It was safe to say that it was in the same state as a balloon before it burst.
Even the thinnest of needles could now leave a fatal wound.
First of all, I tried to wait until Naeun calmed down and could have a calm conversation, but my girlfriend started spitting out more and more incomprehensible words.
“…I just need to make it so that my brother can stand when he sees my picture.”
“…Block all other personal pages so that you can never enter them, and check your website visit history every day.”
“…No. You don’t even need my picture. If it’s just me, if you make it into a body that can’t stand up at all…”
…Hey. Scared. Stop.
As she began to sound more and more like a deep-dark obsession, I wondered if there was something to distract her.
Positive talk. Things Naeun likes… Things Naeun would like…
Ah!
I knocked my girlfriend, who was talking nonsense with empty eyes like a broken doll, onto the bed with all my might.
“Naeun.”
“…Huh?”
She opened her eyes wide as if she was a little surprised by my actions.
I pulled her panties down as if I didn’t need her consent.
“…What are you doing?”
“I want you to eat.”
As I placed my half-erect cock on Naeun’s cunt, my cock slowly began to regain its strength.
“…Brother. That’s the mood right now!”
There was no caress, no foreplay, nothing.
I inserted my cock into Naeun’s pussy, which was still dry enough to be soggy.
“Ah… It hurts!”
“Love you.”
As if I wouldn’t allow her to talk, I frantically tortured her mouth.
I stuck out her tongue and made her lips glisten with my saliva, and put Naeun’s lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it.
It seemed like I was trying to convey something, but her words were buried in her mouth and didn’t form a clear language.
Churup Churrup. Ugh Hmmm.
Naeun must have given up as well, and now she too started to stick her tongue in her mouth.
Of course, the waist exercise did not stop.
As much as she didn’t have water, I thought I should create an environment where she could spout her water instead, so I spit out a dirty word that would excite her.
Slap slap slap slap
The sound of my ball sac mercilessly slapping her pussy.
“Naeun. Your pussy is the best.”
“Where else in the world is there a place like Naeun’s?”
“Shall we just bake rice cakes all day today? Huh?”
I could feel Naeun’s body getting hotter and hotter.
She felt sticky honey water pouring from her secret area, and a hot moan leaked from her flushed face.
“Haaang. Whoa. I… Like this… Would like…”
“What are you talking about? I can see all the hearts drawn in your eyes right now.”
I’m not going to lie, if this was a doujinshi, Naeun’s eyes would have been floating light pink hearts, a symbol of completing her teaching assistantship.
I stretched out her waist and inserted her cock all at once, embodying her will to destroy Naeun’s nursery.
“Hey!”
Her body trembled and she couldn’t hold her back properly.
“How is it? Do you feel some love? Can you feel how much I love you?”
“I dunno. Oppa, really… Whoa. It’s a dog. Really.”
Naeun seemed to still hate me even though she was groaning under me.
While she was swearing at her dog, she wanted to feel deeper, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Ha ha… Ha… Oppa… Tell me…”
She asked me with her eyes, the strength of which could not overcome her pleasure.
“Whoa… What?”
“I… Hauuu… I’m the best at drawing… You’re going to keep working with me…!”
My girlfriend who speaks so cute words with her swollen eyes.
I smiled and pulled her by the waist.
“Do my job for the rest of my life. Hannah.”
So I let my sperm corps flow into her vagina, hoping that my semen would fill her sorrowful heart.
