Chapter 41 – Episode 41 – Ivan Who Almost Became Male. (With Illustrations)

“Cybaal…”

The miserable room, from my point of view, created a horrific sight that I could say that the pigpen was dirtier than this place.

Whether it was the cum juice or the endless flow of cum, the white sheets soaked in moisture and turned gray anyway.

Clumped toilet paper was thrown roughly anywhere, reminiscent of a tumbleweed in a Western play popular in the 20th century.

“I’m going to have to buy a new one.”

As Song Eun-hye watches this scene, she does not seem to think that it is particularly dirty. Instead, she just clicked her tongue as she watched the leg of her bed that had been shaken all night and eventually broke.

“By the way, last night was great, Ivan.”
“Ugh…”
“Whoa, there’s no need to be so nervous.”

She lightly stroked my face with her hand, and I calmly accepted her touch without resisting as usual.

It was because there was no strength in his body, and he was afraid that if he refused Song Eun-hye’s touch, yesterday’s incident would repeat itself.

‘A scary year…’

Now I feel that Song Eun-hye is scary… Even though she said I said that because of the strange pills she gave me. I didn’t miss the chance, and he made me say all sorts of humiliating things.

If I had to choose a representative example, wouldn’t it be like massaging my butt and asking how I felt about becoming a toilet bowl, then recording it and making it my own ringtone.

She laid me down on her lap and slapped me on the back while talking real nonsense about twitching her ass raunchy.

‘This is a crazy bitch, this…’

Thanks to that, my pure white buttocks were dyed red. Where the hell is there a place to hit such a fragile body?

I barely lifted my weak hand and placed it on my hip. I want to rub it to make it less painful, but I don’t have the ability to do that specific thing.

“Is it because of yesterday… There is no strength in my hands It’s just that our Ivan got stuck in a fucking big dick♥”

Song Eun-hye slowly stroked my groin with her hand. In response, her imperceptible cock swelled up again with her superhuman ability, following her movements.

“Ah ♥ I’m getting an erection again ♥”

Song Eun-hye climbed on top of me like last night. With her coat already off, the bottom of her gloomy tongue hung over her naked torso.

“Oh, it’s delicious…”

Squeak Squeak-like a baby suckling at her mother’s breast, she started sucking on my nipple. A big woman clinging to my small body and doing such nonsense.

Seeing her reluctance, I decided to give her a word.

“Don’t do anything dirty to me!”

Of course you can’t feel good. Unless I’m a woman with erogenous zones on my chest, there’s no way I’m going to make a fuss about something like this.

With her eyes wide open, I decided to ‘peacefully resist’ her parak-ho behavior.

Just like Gandhi, the person I admired the most as a child.

“Squeak, squeal… I don’t know why the milk doesn’t come out. I’m sucking so hard.”
“Because I don’t…”
“Don’t do it? Isn’t this cute and soft Ivan not sucking her breasts?”

She muttered to me with a pitiful expression on her face, as if she had been treated unfairly.

In response, I furrowed my eyebrows and gave her the answer she was asking her.

“Huh, it seems that you don’t like me to serve you with my mouth like this.”

Song Eun-hye stroked my hair. Before long, that kind hand turned into a tough one.

“Even though I said that yesterday that I would serve you as my master.”

Oh, ah, her hair was caught again. Song Eun-hye got up from her bed and forced me to stand up. I groaned in pain and squeezed the strength I hadn’t had to sustain myself.

“Yes? Why are you rebelling Do you really want to get scolded?”

The atmosphere suddenly became threatening, Song Eun-hye changed her expression like flipping her palm and began to threaten me.

The pulling wind pulled the hair roots, causing great pain.

“Ahhh…”
“You swore yesterday while bowing naked. But, why are you doing this now?”

Her resentful face, her lack of emotion, wouldn’t people who knew her as such a woman be quite surprised to see this?

“Yes?”

Aww, clenched fist, it was too white and small to look menacing, but knowing her ignorant power, I know how powerful it can wreak.

“Okay, wrong…”

Pooh! Apologies that were already overdue, Song Eun-hye did not show mercy even to a small boy like me. Her fist flew fiercely and was stabbed in the stomach.

“Chehehehe…”

I couldn’t even scream properly and sat down on the spot. I felt like putting my foot on my head like that.

“Yes? Why do you say that It hurts.”

I looked up. The nakedly exposed vagina, the slight pubic hair surrounding it, and even the dry marks of the semen.

Even though I was in pain, I felt very erotic.

“I can’t. I don’t like doing it in the morning either…”

The foot that had been stepping on the back of his head came down and touched his chin. My head was forcibly raised, and I forcibly smiled without crumpling my face, fearing that I would be hit again.

“It looks good now.”

I turned upside down like a frog. The spot where he had just been beaten had already begun to bruise.

“Huh ♥”

As soon as she saw my cock, Song Eun-hye, who looked like a female from her stern face, so her face blushed. She wondered if she was the woman he had been looking at to death.

Watching her change her expression so quickly, I thought Song Eun-hye was like a matryoshka.

“Okay…”

Song Eun-hye bent her knees, aimed her mouth at the tip of her cock, and lowered her body.

Not long after. I could feel the cock going into my pussy with a sound.

“Haaaaa”

Her obscene snorts were lodged in her ears one after another. I couldn’t even enjoy it.

Every time I shook my body, the bruises on my stomach were so painful. It feels like there is a stone stuck under the skin of the abs.

‘Ah…’

It’s miserable. The notorious mafia Mikhail was beaten and raped by women. But what drives me even more into the gutter.

“Ha ha…”

Even in this situation, pleasure and sexual desire for this woman were happening to me.

The latter is always like that, the former is me…

“Huhhhhh”
“I’m sorry!”

Tsukkeoeouk, tsukkeoeouk- Even so, she didn’t let me do anything. On the contrary, she laughed as she watched me suffer.

Wouldn’t it be fitting to say she’s a devil, a devil? But I’m falling more and more for such a woman…

“How? How do you feel about being caught and eaten to death by the woman who saved you? From now on, you will become my exclusive barn and look only at me forever.”

I could feel her body tickle in those eyes that cast a strong possessive desire on her.

Am I hooked on a woman… I really had no idea that such a lunatic tendencies lay beneath my frozen heart.

‘Ah…’

Tsu-eup, tsu-eup, tsu-eup- Song Eun-hye moving her body upward, I counted the ceiling patterns and waited for this time to pass.

“Huh ♥ You should say thank you to me. I have awakened your natural talent.”
“Talent… ?”
“Yeah, the talent that gets eaten by women because it looks ugly. From now on, whenever you cum in your pussy, you have to say thank you, okay?”

That sounds inappropriate Aren’t you saying it as if I wanted her cunt?

I decided to say what I had to say about this.

“Yes, noona, I will say thank you every time I cum on your wet, curvy cunt. Ahh…”
“Yes, yes, I have to say that hehe… Then Ivan, now! I did this, what should I do?”

As if in response to this, my cock ejaculated with all its might. Am I calling out to this female to surrender right now?

“Go, thank you. Please use it often from now on…”
“Okay, I get it! Fuck you, will you eat a lot of dicks? I won’t call you Ivan anymore. Yeah, I guess I’d better say fuck it.”

Oh, now I really don’t know. I just want to admit it to this woman and get comfortable with it.

Of course, I’m not saying that I won’t take revenge. If I give up even that, I’m really nothing…

It’s just that this girl is fucking me and she’s not going to do anything like escape…

I… I am…

“Ivan Sergeyevich Ivanots…’

Not! I’m not a fucking kid, I’m “Mikhail Kavrach Kurbsky.”

It feels like the veil over something is being lifted again. It wasn’t very refreshing though. I was able to get eye-opening results.

‘Why did I say this?’

It feels like being manipulated by a thread that no one can see. I shook my head vigorously, regained consciousness of her absence, and looked at Song Eun-hye again.

“It sucks. I have a present for you today.”

I decided to follow her words as much as possible, and I listened to her words.