'Oh, now I remember how we have come to having sex?'
AeMin didn't come up with all the events in the previous day, but out of the blue, YiKyung remembered.
She remembered herself screaming in pain. She was abusing her liver by drinking a lot of alcohol and waking up from sleep, exchanging another drink, and drinking another drink when she woke up after falling asleep again. AeMin gave strength to her sleepy eyes and looked back at YiKyung. YiKyung was sitting on her knees, holding her stomach and moaning.
Then, YiKyung started taking off her pants.
AeMin crawled on her stomach and approached YiKyung. She thought about whether she was going to throw up, she remembered.
'It wasn't like that. It wasn't like throwing up.'
YiKyung suddenly said, 'Ugh!' And she was in tears.
Then she took off her pants. An elongated piece of flesh appeared from under the panties.
YiKyung cried without even thinking about putting on clothes.
YiKyung looked at AeMin with her face, which had been earned by crying. So AeMin patted her YiKyung.
'No, wait. I did something more with that...'
AeMin did her best not to lose the string of her memory. She tried to imitate her hand gestures similarly then.
She said that and grabbed the enlarged clitoris.
'Oh.'
AeMin was startled by the sudden memory.
'I, I caught it. By hand. And I put it directly under...'
You must be crazy, YiKyung!
A lot of swear words came to mind in a short moment. AeMin hoped that the ambiguous memory would be a dream or delusion caused by alcohol, but once she recalled it, her memory became clearer.
'I was holding it and putting it in, we were laughing... Then I guess we fell asleep!'
She couldn't even remember why she said she would take responsibility, but anyway, it was clear that she had a role in the current situation.
'No, look. But shouldn't she be responsible, not me? My body is such a mess right now... Ah!'
YiKyung was still inside AeMin and clinging to her back. She rubbed AeMin's underside with her hand and said, "How did it grow? I'm really curious what the ingredients are."
"So, uh, shh! Don't touch it too obscenely."
Before it even dried, a light shudder struck again. AeMin sighed in a cold sweat.
'Later, let's think about it later...'
If YiKyung did this to the limit, wouldn't that enlarged clitoris disappear somehow? Then this relationship would end.
***
YiKyung did everything she was curious about.
Among the things she saw in movies and novels, she tried everything she could think of in the position she was curious about. She had done it sideways, and she had done it standing up. She even tried putting AeMin on her body.
While she was afraid she might say something AeMin disliked, she was timid and terrified, and she didn't say anything until the end.
YiKyung was thinking about the excuses such as, 'Professor, you told me to do something!' or 'You didn't say anything, so I thought this was right.' She had some excuses ready, but she had no use for them.
Rather, she wanted her to stop slowly, but AeMin's moans only grew louder, so she couldn't find the time to quit. At this rate, she felt like she was going to die, because she got exhausted.
"No, it's gone!"
The enlarged thing was gone. It disappeared without any signal, as if it had appeared out of nowhere.
YiKyung was in the midst of squeezing AeMin's insides, and she felt a paroxysmal climax and was holding her breath. She's about to say that she couldn't do it anymore and that she wanted some rest. But she felt empty underneath.
"Professor, Professor! It's gone."
YiKyung spread the flesh underneath her and looked at her clitoris, which had returned to her original size. It was too bitter to fiddle here and there, and she felt tingly and unhappy.
"I'm glad ...... I'm glad ......."
AeMin also gave strength to her eyes and tried to examine her body. But she was so exhausted that she couldn't even hold her head right. At least YiKyung, who was still a few years younger, pulled a blanket and covered AeMin. Everywhere on the blanket was damp with their love juice, so YiKyung thought, 'The angle of my laundry job is sharp.' and sighed. AeMin did not bring anyone into her house, and she had taken care of her personal affairs on her own. However, she felt that only this blanket, on which she had toiled, had to be removed.
"Are you tired? Get some sleep."
"Huh......."
There was a sense of familiarity with her body overlapping. YiKyung patted AeMin's head with her eyes closed. When she would wake up, YiKyung would scream and scold her. But now YiKyung felt cute and affectionate.
"You......?"
"Yes?"
"Sit down?"
"I'm going home to sleep."
"Sleep here."
"No, I..."
"Just sleep."
AeMin lifted the blanket and waited for YiKyung to come in. When YiKyung hesitated, "Hurry up." and urged again.
"Yes, yes."
In the end, YiKyung went into the blanket and lay down next to AeMin. AeMin wrapped her arms around YiKyung's waist without hesitation.
'Wow.'
It felt like her heart was beating again.
'No. I have to sleep because I want to sleep.'
YiKyung stretched out her arms, pulled the soju bottle that was standing over there, and took a sip. The two drunkards had just opened up all the bottles, which they wouldn't even drink.
'Oh, I'm drunk.'
YiKyung took another sip and hugged AeMin. It's just a warm doll, and it's not the person she slept with, nor the scary advisor. She moaned and fell asleep.
***
When she woke up to a rustling sound, AeMin was sitting next to her. YiKyung jumped up and got up.
"Good morning, Professor!"
"Uh... sleep more."
AeMin was still naked. She was covering her face with a blouse on the floor, but she had been looking at her insides the day before, so her silhouette could be YiKyung's mind.
In bewilderment, YiKyung turned her head and looked out of the window. It was a sunny day today and the light was shining brightly.
"Ah, I didn't go to the lab yesterday...!"
She got up and looked for her phone. The cell phone, which was taken out of the clothes lying around in the corner, had already run out of battery.
"I... I contacted our lab. I said you're sick."
"Ah... yep."
YiKyung looked at her AeMin, and slowly grabbed her clothes. The prof took a deep breath, so now she felt like she should go.
"You just want to go?"
"Yes."
"Have breakfast and go. You should also wash up."
"Oh, are you okay?"
"Yeah. I've already done it."
The sense of distance from the professor was strange. YiKyung felt her breath suffocate in that awkward air.
'No, she is not this kind person.'
After being angry ten times, AeMin was angry again the eleventh time and was a kind person once. By now, she must be annoyed with YiKyung and telling her to get out.
'Still, I'm not the only one who finds it awkward, because the professor seems to be awkward too.'
YiKyung thought she would decide what to do, only after AeMin somehow decided on her attitude. YiKyung looked at AeMin to figure out her thoughts.
"I'm going to wash, do you want to wash first?"
"No, how do I... wash first."
"Yes, you wash first."
"But…"
"Hurry up."
"Yep!"
"No, let's wash together."
"Yes?"
What? Things went weird. When YiKyung stood stunned, AeMin took her hand and led her to the bathroom. Since the room was not large, it seemed like it would be quite cumbersome to wash together.
'Ah... Maybe?'
Moderately warm water ran down their bodies. AeMin was standing in the water, rinsing her hair in the water. The flow of events was so natural that YiKyung was confused.
'Perhaps.......'
YiKyung gently touched AeMin's body. Still, AeMin remained silent.
'Does she think I happened to touch her?'
YiKyung patted AeMin's stomach a little blatantly. Still, AeMin didn't respond. YiKyung caressed AeMin's body. Her skin was moist and soft.
"Huh, huh."
AeMin let out a pained sound with the painful hand gesture. Then she took a step back and leaned against YiKyung.
'Ah, as expected...'
Thinking if she wanted to do more, YiKyung started to pat AeMin's body. In fact, even YiKyung had a sweet body.
"Ha... I'm glad it's gone, right?"
"Yes? Oh, yes. That's right."
'After all, do I do it without it?'
And YiKyung fell into confusion. She didn't even know how to do it.
'Hand? With hands?'
Her long fingers pointed down. AeMin's lower abdomen and thighs were slippery with a strange feeling due to the drying out of the love juice that had been grown the day before.
"Ah."
Her fingers went in easily. YiKyung squirmed inside, measuring the width.
'The sensitivity is different from that of the fingers... but it felt like that.'
First, she put one in and tried to move her wrist. The feeling of twitching and tightening was also narrow inside.
'Still, that was enough to fit in.'
YiKyung pushed her finger one more in and accelerated.
"Heh, shhhhhhh..."
AeMin leaned against the wall and felt YiKyung's hand. YiKyung was also good at doing things with her hands. It was as soft as AeMin wanted it to be, and as intense as she wanted.
'Do you remember when we said we were dating...? So what do you think?'
AeMin didn't know what to do with YiKyung. She knew she was talking drunk and in an emergency, and she knew it, but she didn't want to ignore it and move on.
'Even if you don't, you can do this. Ah.......'
Her soft hand gently brushed the sensitive inner wall. While exploring AeMin's body in the previous day, YiKyung had already mastered about where AeMin felt it. The hand, which had been moving slowly, gradually accelerated and rubbed the inner wall. Everywhere her fingers passed, she shivered with a chill.
"Ugh, yep!"
The shallow waves roared. AeMin barely supported her body that was about to collapse. YiKyung hugged her waist and supported her so she wouldn't fall.
"Ha, ha, ha..."
Even after AeMin had run out of breath, YiKyung was still holding AeMin's waist. Previously, even if AeMin felt it, she saw the right time and stimulated it again, but now there is no response. AeMin swept away YiKyung's thigh, who was standing behind her with her regretful heart.
"Now, are you going to stop?"
"Yes? Oh, no."
YiKyung's voice was strange. She seemed both happy and surprised.
"I think it's still there."
YiKyung turned AeMin back and kissed her. AeMin caught her breath again at her deep kiss.
"Ah, you..."
And the thing touched. What she thought had disappeared had grown back and was smashing between AeMin's legs.
"A little while ago, all of a sudden... it appeared again."
"Can I?" and the whispering voice was trembling. AeMin stroked YiKyung's hair. She was pretty, even when her hair was wet and tangled.
"Yes, you can."
As soon as YiKyung heard the answer, she kissed AeMin's palm. Her pretty smile, her face, was like a gentle, hardy puppy. The professor's pretty puppy shoved her clitoris, which had swelled up again, into the professor's lower cleft.
"Oh, yep!"
"Professor, I... I don't know why this happened, but it's kind of nice. It's happening... It's great to do this with you, Professor."
If it wasn't for that, she wouldn't have accompanied her to all the bars in previous night, and she wouldn't have been drinking as much as she was given.
YiKyung moved violently inside Ae Min. The soggy inner wall warmly tightened YiKyung's pillar.
'Is this going to come and go in the future?'
Anyway it was good If there was one, she would use it right as it shaped.
YiKyung seemed addicted to this relationship. It wrapped around softly everything, the fact that this sharp person is gentle only to her, and the feeling that she was having with secret flesh.