Popular NPC in a Gender-Reversed Game

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Yoo Chaerin.

With her bright and kind personality, she had managed to make quite a few friends.

Even though she didn’t know any “boys” after attending an all-girls middle and high school, she had plenty of social butterflies among her friends.

And naturally, with such friends around, stories about boyfriends often came up.

Some of the more questionable friends would proudly share tales of their experiences at the brothel, too.

Dirty jokes were always an entertaining gossip topic, no matter where you were.

Most of the stories that came up were complaints.

“My boyfriend’s size is too small. Our sessions are way too short. I bought a hired guy today, but he looks terrible. Guys get tired way too quickly after finishing, etc…”

Although Chaerin had never even held a boy’s hand, she could piece together an average based on the stories she heard around her.

Thus, the average guy she constructed in her mind had a size smaller than expected, wrapped things up in just a few minutes, and grew weak and feeble after a single climax.

You see, the AV actors who thrived in adult films were trained to do that repeatedly.

The average image she conjured was hella different from her initial fantasies.

But still, she couldn’t help but feel a hint of envy.

Her friends seemed to exude a strange joy and confidence as they complained.

It was the confidence that comes from having experienced yas.

In that sense… their complaints were almost deceptive.

Thanks to this, every time Chaerin heard such stories, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.

However, it seemed like today would mark the end of that envy.

She was now the owner of “19 Mode,” after all.

And she also realized that the guy named Yor in front of her was nothing like the average she had imagined.

“Huff…”

When Yor first tore her underwear and hugged her tightly, she wondered if this was a dream.

It was all too sudden and surreal.

However, the massive club she felt pressing against her abdomen and the warmth radiating from his chest confirmed the reality.

When Yor stripped off all his clothes, Chaerin marveled once more.

‘It’s insanely big…’

Even before unlocking 19 mode, she had roughly gauged the size by the shape of a swirling cloud.

She had sensed it wasn’t going to be small back then.

His enraged lower region was indeed beyond anything she had imagined.

Could it really all fit inside? Would it suddenly stop halfway?

Luckily, contrary to her worries, Yor’s member slid fully inside her, aided by lubrication.

Although the process accompanied immense pain.

That feeling of male anatomy filling her insides. It surely felt nice, but the pain was overwhelming.

“Ugh-! Ahh-! Ah…!”

Did this game body even have a hymen?

Well, to be honest, she wasn’t quite sure.

She had never considered the idea of self-pleasure in a game where her sensitivity was reduced by 10%.

Naturally, she had never checked.

‘It hurts!’

But seeing the pain she experienced… it seemed like she did have one.

Because there was no way it could hurt this much otherwise.

Still, that didn’t drop Chaerin’s enjoyment level.

Between the pain, there was a sharp pleasure that she didn’t want to miss just because of the pain.

And as time went on, the pleasurable sensations slowly began to outweigh the pain.

Thus, when the pain subsided and pleasure started to reign supreme, she felt ecstatic. Yor’s solid body before her, the muscles she felt through her fingertips—everything was so vivid it made her forget this was a game.

Reflecting on this moment, how many times had she fantasized about situations like this?

He had plenty of attractive traits, from his appearance to his physique. Any healthy “woman” couldn’t help but let her imagination wander.

Although it wasn’t the sort of mood she had envisioned, it was still perfectly fine.

Watching Yor, hugely excited while he touched her body, filled her with a sudden surge of confidence—it felt like he wanted her body too.

The oncoming waves of pleasure couldn’t even compare to her usual self-stimulation. It almost made her regret that the integration rate was capped at 90%.

If she could feel this much now, how incredible would the pleasure be if she could tap into that lost 10%?

“Ugh… Hah, ha…!”

And so, Chaerin enjoyed the experience with a hint of regret. Still, it was an incredibly satisfying encounter.

Thanks to this, whenever she had the time, Chaerin would cling to Yor, asking for more.

Though the beastly fervor of her partner felt slightly overwhelming, her immense satisfaction remained unchanged.

…Until the third climax, that is.

Surprisingly, even after three rounds, he showed no signs of tiring.

While her own stamina was waning, he remained intact.

Wasn’t it said that ordinary guys would tire after just one or two rounds? What on earth was this?

‘Well, maybe it just means he has incredible endurance…?’

Chaerin thought that for a moment, but then realized he was also a first-timer, just like her.

Maybe that was why his efforts lacked any particular technique. He was merely using immense physicality to push through, and even Chaerin noticed it felt slightly awkward, but to her, that awkwardness felt oddly delightful.

Regardless, their session continued. They switched positions, from missionary to various others to mix things up.

Her stamina was starting to dwindle, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t keep up the pace.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; shouldn’t she revel in it as much as possible?

But as they neared the fifth and sixth climaxes, her spirits began to dwindle.

The scariest part was that even then, Yor still showed no signs of wanting to stop.

At this point, Chaerin couldn’t help but feel a rising sense of crisis.

‘No…’

What kind of stamina does a person have? Isn’t it said that ordinary guys tire after one or two rounds?

No, by this point, anyone would be worn out after this much action.

This wasn’t a mere stereotype—it was common sense.

However, she had overlooked a few important facts.

Firstly, Yor was an abuser of the system.

He had fled from a chain and managed to escape into this faraway forest when he was very young.

His strength, bestowed by demon blood, was on a whole different level from regular people.

Secondly, he was currently in a frenzy, with his libido heightened to astronomical levels.

Even under the influence of his frenzy B, he would push himself to his limits.

All of that without even proper sustenance.

Now, having someone directly in front of him to unleash that pent-up longing upon, and one who was extraordinarily appealing at that, it was only natural for Yor to indulge in his hunger.

Overlooking that, the repercussions of her persistent pleas for more were far more significant than she had anticipated.

“Ugh, ah… Slowly, please, ah…!”

Thwack! Thud!

The sound of flesh colliding echoed through the area. The piston-like action seemed endless, and although the sessions had spread out over hours, the end was nowhere in sight.

Of course, the lengths of their breaks were gradually increasing as time went on…

But even with those breaks, it wasn’t nearly enough for Chaerin to recover her energy.

Slowly, the inner parts of her body began to tingle. After feeling so much pleasure, it twisted back into pain.

Yet still, she didn’t want to lower her integration rate.

That was because she felt an odd sense of pride.

What she truly wanted was to outlast him and emerge victorious from this experience. Her pride simply wouldn’t allow her to be the one to fall first. It was utterly pointless pride.

Enduring this pleasurable torture for a while, Chaerin subtly encouraged Yor.

“Um… Ugh, it’s getting late. Shouldn’t we rest now?”

“Sorry, but I’m in a frenzy; I can’t sleep even if I wanted to.”

In the meantime, Chaerin’s legs shook again. A transparent liquid oozed out from her core. She climaxed once more during that.

How many climaxes had that been? To be honest, she had lost track.

Her mind was hazy from all the sensations, and just closing her eyes made her feel like she’d faint.

Thanks to that, she almost pleaded with Yor.

“Hah…! Can we stop now? I’m so tired…! I really feel like I’m going to pass out!”

“Why not? Aren’t we supposed to endure the frenzy together? Wasn’t that why you came all the way here tonight?”

Yor said this with a smirk. Upon seeing that, Chaerin felt a strange malice.

It was a wicked smile that seemed to relish in the sufferings of others, like he was feeding off her pain.

Seeing that, Chaerin felt a small tinge of fear.

‘A demon…’

It was a demon who had come to find her for the express purpose of making her suffer.

Truly, it was a view that showed just what a demon’s blood was.

Of course, even as she had such trivial thoughts, the encounters continued.

After that, Chaerin climaxed several more times… before ultimately passing out.

*

“…Mm.”

After some time passed, Chaerin awakened.

When she opened her eyes, it was still dark outside.

She hadn’t gotten up too early; it was just that she had slept too long and finally stirred as the sun began to set.

After all, she had been quite busy through the night…

Her body felt heavy as if it were pinning her down like a rock. The parts that had been targeted felt a bit sore.

Chaerin pondered about the previous night.

‘Is this heaven or hell…?’

The pleasure and excitement she felt could indeed be classified as heavenly.

However, due to that very pleasure, she felt like she’d burned through a huge amount of her life force.

Her brain felt overloaded, and it made her wonder if she might just kick the bucket in reality.

After some deep thought, she promptly reached a conclusion.

‘…Right.’

This was a hell resembling heaven.

Even if the forms were a little different, it certainly qualified as some sort of twisted paragon of suffering.

“Oh, you’re awake?”

As she was lost in such thoughts, Yor’s voice drew near.

Looking up, she saw him approaching with a bowl of soup.

He had woken up before her and was even preparing food.

He must have gone to sleep later than she did; what beastly stamina he had.

“I was worried because you took so long to wake up. I thought you really suffered too much because of my frenzy.”

As he said that, he thrust the soup toward her.

The savory aroma stimulated her appetite.

Yor was only wearing his underwear.

Thanks to that, his solid physique hidden beneath his clothes was now clearly visible. Perhaps due to the markings around his collarbone, that scene appeared even more alluring.

Despite everything from last night, her instincts didn’t easily fade.

Chaerin looked at Yor and reflected on what transpired last night.

It felt undeniably tough, but surely that experience had been remarkably pleasurable.

With that conclusion in mind, she looked at Yor and said,

“No, I’m fine.”

And then, she smirked inwardly, thinking, ‘I am also now the owner of 19 mode.’

Chaerin had a light meal and then logged out as she returned to the city.

And that night… she caught a cold.