〈 Chapter 635 〉Game Over #019-1
The heart is always right.
And when it comes to human heroines being right in the chest department, none other than Cheon Gaeul stands tallest.
As a human, she’s the only one whose bust size can rival spirits. Despite her intelligence, concepts, and personality being criticized, no one dares criticize her breasts.
But her biggest weakness? Age.
Being the only heroine in her 30s was an overwhelming disadvantage that left many commanders unimpressed. Her character setup even made commanders wary of her.
Enter the DLC heroine.
A being identical in appearance to Cheon Gaeul, but much younger than any commander. A new existence that would raise gameplay difficulty to new levels.
Sun Gyeoul.
Derived from Cheon Gaeul, this DLC heroine would lead countless commanders straight to game over after their first encounter.
***
“To tell you the truth, I’m your commander.”
“…Don’t lie to me.”
Baek Cheonghwa revealed her true identity while alone with Sun Gyeoul in the office. With nobody around, she approached Gyeoul and whispered softly.
“I want to welcome you as your commander.”
“That’s…”
“Yes. I’ll be your strength.”
“……”
Gyeoul looked up at Cheonghwa with complicated eyes. Taking the silence as consent, Cheonghwa slowly reached out to embrace Gyeoul’s shoulders.
“So you’re the last commander…meaning you’re the one?”
“That’s right.”
“In that case…didn’t you say you’d be my strength?”
Suddenly, Gyeoul rose with a mischievous smile and pushed Cheonghwa onto the bed.
“What? Do you like being on top? Personally, not my thing, but for you…”
“My turn to be your strength.”
Before Cheonghwa could react, something glinted and she lost consciousness.
***
How long had I been out? My mind was hazy as I regained awareness, my head throbbing as if I’d just woken from a long sleep.
“Where am I…”
“Regaining consciousness?”
That familiar voice. The same one that had pinned me down moments before now teased my ears. Goosebumps ran down my spine as an unexpected sensation caused my senses to momentarily fade.
“Wha?!”
“Ho ho, still as lively as ever despite regaining consciousness.”
Gyeoul’s delicate fingers gently grasped my member. She stimulated my nipples with her tongue while rhythmically stroking me with hands slick with some viscous gel.
“You…what are you doing?”
“Cherishing? Replacement daughter? Ho ho, consider this SS-rank special ability. It’s an honor.”
“What?”
“Ho ho ho.”
Gyeoul met my gaze. Her gray eyes, eyebrows, and hair confirmed her transformation into an SS-rank illusion magic user.
“What in the world…”
“What day is it today?”
Caught off guard by her sudden question about the date, I hesitated. We had first met sometime before March 1st, in winter…
“Buzzer. It’s summer now. That’s why I’m dressed so coolly, isn’t it?”
Despite the season, her outfit – a white tank top and hot pants – was scandalously revealing. Though her father likely wouldn’t approve.
“You seem curious about where we are, but that’s irrelevant now. As a rare treat for restoring your self-awareness, I’ll tell you: you are…?”
“Ugh?!”
She firmly grasped my tip. Like flipping a switch, I ejaculated into her palm.
Her hand coated with sticky white semen, she licked it clean with a lewd grin.
“Ho ho. Ejaculating already?”
Removing her tank top, Gyeoul revealed she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her mammoth breasts were perfectly shaped like droplets, their pink nipples pristine.
“For our 100th day anniversary, I’ve restored your consciousness so you can experience this firsthand. Before, you were just a sex machine.”
“Guh?!”
She took my member in hand and guided it between her breasts. Buried in her soft flesh, it grew hotter with desire as her snowy bosom framed my crown.
“A hahaha, you’re so cute.”
She teased my tip with her tongue while fondling my balls, focusing her oral assault entirely on my crown.
“Hmm. You’re reacting particularly well today. If I’d known, I should have just suppressed body control and kept your consciousness intact…”
“You, what have you done?!”
“Why so serious? Really.”
She bounced her breasts up and down. Their undersides slapped against my hips and thighs, making me feel I could die happily buried within them.
“You call yourself a commander, yet you’ve become ‘mine.’ That’s the power I’ve gained.”
“What…does that mean…”
“You don’t need to know. Just feel what I do. Ho ho. Consider it a 100th day anniversary service.”
Plop plop plop plop. She used her breasts like an onahole, moving them up and down. The friction of flesh against flesh made my arousal grow.
“Guh, I’m going to…”
“No cumming allowed.”
She firmly pressed my urethra with her thumb. The simultaneous sensations of impending ejaculation and urethral pressure were overwhelming.
“Inside only. Don’t waste your magical energy.”
“You, you wouldn’t dare…”
“That’s right. Ha, every reaction makes me so happy. If I were a villain, I might have fainted from joy by now.”
With a flushed face, she smiled brightly. Rising, she removed her hot pants and underwear. Though the old fluorescent light didn’t reveal much, her vulva resembled the virgin snowscape I knew belonged to Cheon Gaeul.
The difference? Gyeoul’s vulva was pure white, untouched by any man, making my loins burn with desire.
“Ho ho, I might have already cum.”
Using two fingers, she spread her mound open, shamelessly displaying her crimson inner lips and opening. Her audacious display left me speechless.
“You’ve been doing this behind my back?”
“What’s surprising? Ho ho, in which case…”
Swoosh. Her eyes dimmed. Placing her hands on my chest, she positioned her vulva over my member.
“It’s an order. Perform magic-supplying sex with me.”
“……!!”
I grabbed her waist. As she straddled me, I thrust upward into her. Her breasts bounced in time with my movements.
“Haa, haa.”
Her powerful vaginal contractions gripped my member. Actively squeezing and releasing, she stimulated me while riding me. Regardless of my fatigue, I pumped into her.
Against my will, I wildly thrust into her.
“Doing sex with the commander finally makes sense why everyone goes crazy.”
While my lower body was restrained, Gyeoul remained carefree. Leaning forward, she placed her massive breasts on my chest and spread herself before me like a flower.
“Initially, I only wanted to extract blood. But now you’re reduced to a sex-obsessed fool.”
“Guh, guh ugh.”
I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer. Though my member throbbed painfully, I had to thrust until she was satisfied. That was the “order” Winter had placed on my body.
“Ho ho. I really…feel like daddy’s girl right now.”
On my chest, she rubbed her own breasts back and forth. Suddenly, my thrusting stopped – she had begun moving her hips instead.
“How delightful sitting atop someone. Ho ho, maybe it’s in my blood? Having more power than anyone on Earth feels…so good.”
Plop, plop plop.
Using her upper body for support, she began vigorously bouncing up and down. My member slid deep into her cervix, grazing her vaginal walls.
“Stop…!”
“What should I stop? Do you think you have any value beyond providing magic-sex to me?”
She pressed her abdomen against mine, refusing to let go of my member.
“I’m about to cum…!”
“Go ahead then. Though I haven’t cum yet…still, I’ll make sure you do…Hiiik!”
Frowning, she lowered her head. I realized my body was using its commander powers to strengthen her magical abilities.
“Kyaa, aaah…it’s warm…”
“Guh, guh.”
Without my consent, my body ejaculated inside her. She took my bare member raw, collecting my semen directly in her uterus.
“Haa…no matter how many times, it’s always fresh.”
“Enough…pull out…”
“Not even close. It’s just getting started.”
Smiling teasingly, she kissed my cheek. Pressing her fingers near my heart, she issued another command with her darkened eyes.
“While riding me feels nice, nothing beats having you penetrate me directly. Commander, here’s your order: fuck me like a dog until I’m satisfied.”
“Aaaaagh!”
I forced her onto her back on the bed. Positioning myself properly, I grabbed her massive breasts and began pounding into her.
Plop, plop, plop plop!
“Ahng, harder…like you’re raping me…hnh.”
Following her commands, I pounded into her relentlessly. The afterglow of my previous orgasm faded as I had to keep my erection and continue fucking her.
My body wasn’t my own anymore. Gyeoul treated me like a living dildo, smirking all the while.
“Tsk tsk…why would I treat you like a living dildo?”
She snapped her fingers and picked up something that made my heart sink.
“See this?”
She covered her lips with a pink stick.
“Two lines.”
“…”
“You see, you can never escape me now.”
Gyaak! She wrapped her legs around my waist. Her confident expression radiated with satisfaction.
“As the spider queen of this underground Seoul kingdom’s…stud horse.”
She pulled my face toward hers. I buried my face in her bouncy, inviting breasts while continuing to thrust.
“You know…secret? Actually…”
Though she whispered something in my ear, I couldn’t make it out.
Vroooom, vroom.
As I ejaculated inside her again, my rational mind was consumed by primal instincts and lust. My consciousness tinted with her color, I found rest in her womb-like bosom.
***
The scorching summer passed into autumn, then into the biting winds of winter.
Thanks to the great disaster in Busan, the nation teetered on the brink of collapse.
With all of South America consumed by blue flames, who could say which country wasn’t affected? But with Busan and Japan frozen solid, the Korean Peninsula’s situation grew increasingly dire each day.
“If only I’d killed her sooner…”
Sun Icheol clutched his head. Months of stress had left a handful of black hair in his hand.
The tattooist’s betrayal.
Busan’s destruction.
The resurgence of Pyongyang incidents leading to monster outbreaks.
The large-scale zombie incident in Beijing.
…And the disappearance of his only kin, daughter Sun Gyeoul.
“Shit, shit…”
Sun Icheol had nothing left to say but curses. His only confidant, the tattooist, had disappeared somewhere with the entire Patriotic Youth Corps.
“Tattooist you son of a…”
“Looking for me?”
Suddenly, the tattooist emerged from the shadows. Icheol hurled an ashtray at her head.
“You bastard!”
“It’s useless. Against me, an SS-rank user.”
The tattooist easily dodged. Behind her stood a woman with gray hair, smiling benevolently.
“Gyee, Gyeeoul!”
“Long time no see, Dad.”
Spreading her Burberry coat, Sun Gyeoul stood revealed. Icheol froze in shock.
“Congratulations on becoming a grandfather. Though you’ll never meet your granddaughter.”
“Wha, how…? Just moments ago you were with me as my…”
“Hmph. Can’t even tell when someone’s disguised as your daughter.”
As the door opened, another primly dressed Sun Gyeoul entered. Clapping her hands, she generated mana and transformed into someone older and more mature-looking.
“A shapeshifter. Good performance, right? Guess when I switched? Then I’ll tell you…who my husband is. Ho ho.”
With her pregnant belly cradled, Gyeoul disappeared into the shadows with the tattooist. Icheol collapsed into his chair with vacant eyes.
“My daughter…wasn’t really my daughter?”
His only biological daughter turned out not to be. He banged his forehead against the wooden table.
“This, this can’t be…!!”
Three days later, a USB containing videos of Cheon Gaeul performing double penetration facial with a blonde Western man’s member and a heavily pregnant Sun Gyeoul kissing his testicles was found in the office.
***
“Ooh, this one’s almost decent. With a few tweaks, it could be officially adopted.”
“Right? Please pass it!”
“There is one fatal error though. Go fix that.”
“What? You didn’t change Mr. Three either!”
“Hey!! Are you seriously suggesting Cheon Gaeul could pretend to be pregnant for ten months without being noticed?!”
“…I’ll redo it!!”
