8 - Chapter 6: Beta Female
Once I got back to school, I immediately climbed into a healing capsule to treat my wounds, then put my gear back in my locker. After changing my clothes, I headed out.
By the time I got home and showered, my stomach was already growling. As expected, that porridge had digested in no time.
Stepping out of the bathroom and wondering what to have for dinner, I remembered the unexpected windfall I'd made today.
Come to think of it...
I rummaged through the pockets of my discarded clothes and felt the crisp touch of cash. I used it to order some delivery.
After stuffing myself and idling away the rest of the evening, I brushed my teeth and went to bed.
"..."
Inside a dark room with a locked door, a gloomy-looking woman sat typing away at a computer.
Though her eyes were glued to the screen, her ears were strained, listening for any sign of movement outside.
Her name was Han Su-in.
Unlike her younger brother, Han Su-hyeon, who had chestnut-brown hair, hers was pitch black. Standing around 170 centimeters tall, she cut a thoroughly depressing figure with her vacant eyes, heavy dark circles, and unkempt hair hanging down like a curtain.
Her skin was a pale, sickly white, a stark contrast to her brother's sun-bronzed complexion. She wasn't overweight, but her complete lack of exercise left her voluptuous, her flesh soft and yielding.
She waited in silence for a long time, monitoring the hallway until the lights went out and all signs of life in the house vanished.
Once the sliver of light beneath her door disappeared and silence settled over the apartment, Su-in shut down her computer and slouched out into the living room, her posture heavily hunched.
She headed straight for the kitchen to quiet her growling stomach, having gone the entire day without a single bite.
Opening the cupboard, she found the usual rows of instant ramen. She grabbed a cup and switched on the electric kettle.
After inhaling the ramen in the dark at the kitchen table, Su-in wiped a thin sheen of sweat from her forehead and headed to the bathroom.
There, she washed her hair and body, brushed her teeth to rinse out her dry mouth, and changed into fresh clothes. This was one of her few daily rituals.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she decided to add one more task to her routine for the first time in a while. Her eyes, slightly clearer after the warm shower, drifted toward the adjacent bedroom.
Her younger brother, Han Su-hyeon's room.
"Haa... haa..."
Su-in's breathing grew shallow and ragged. True to her shut-in lifestyle, even her breathing sounded awkward and strained.
Creeping up to the door, Su-in turned the knob and eased it open. It wasn't locked. Even if it had been, her B-rank mana would have let her break through it effortlessly.
Slipping inside without letting the hinges make a single peep, Su-in took a deep breath to quiet her racing heart. It didn't help much.
Su-hyeon lay fast asleep on the bed, buried beneath his blanket. With hands trembling in time with her pounding chest, she slowly peeled the covers back.
"Gasp... gasp... haaa..."
As her brother's exposed body was revealed, Su-in's breathing grew increasingly ragged and erratic.
Crawling onto the bed, she straddled Su-hyeon's body, propping herself up on both arms.
With one hand, she slid his pants and underwear down together—far easier than dealing with his shirt. At the same time, she bent her other arm, lowering her face close to his.
Their breaths mingled as Su-in lightly licked Su-hyeon's lips.
In the darkness, Su-hyeon's brow furrowed slightly, but she was too far gone to notice.
His pants and underwear slid off smoothly, and she wrapped her fingers around his cock.
"Heh... hehe...!"
Su-in let out a creepy, breathless giggle, giddy with excitement.
Her hand movements were clumsy, showing absolutely no improvement from before, but his cock stiffened in her grasp regardless.
Once he was fully erect, Su-in stopped stroking him and pulled her tongue away.
Lowering her head, she planted a wet, smacking kiss right on the semi-exposed head of his penis.
"Mmm..."
Her warm breath tickled the sensitive tip. Pouting her lips, Su-in slid his shaft into her mouth. The pressure of her lips naturally rolled his foreskin back.
She bobbed her head, sucking and swirling her tongue around his cock. She couldn't take him all the way to the root—deepthroating was still far too difficult for her—so she had to make do with what she could manage.
"Mgh... gasp!"
Pulling back with a wet pop, she looked up at her brother's sleeping face and whispered.
"Haa... do... do you like it...?"
Her words were slurred, her lips still brushing against his shaft.
"Because Noona... haa... is sucking you... are you... like... totally rock hard...?"
She gave him a few more intense, wet sucks before muttering again.
"Hehe... such a little... thing... already so happy just because a woman... is touching your cock..."
Su-hyeon was certainly at an age where he could have known women, but to his older sister, who had watched him grow up, he still seemed like a mere child.
Emboldened, Su-in slid her other hand down between his thighs, teasingly tracing circles around his perineum and anus with her fingertips.
"Mmm...! Nnh...! Slurp... squelch... lick..."
It was pure, frantic enthusiasm, far from what anyone would call skilled foreplay.
Yet, despite her clumsy technique, the relentless stimulation forced Su-hyeon's cock to faithfully erupt, spurting semen.
Su-hyeon gritted his teeth and white-knuckled the bedsheets, desperately holding back his groans.
"Haa... look at you shooting it everywhere... you love it, don't you...?"
Genuinely believing her skills were unmatched, Su-in wore a triumphant smirk, her mouth full of his warm semen.
Am I actually a natural? I'm completely self-taught and I'm already this good. Hehe, maybe I should become a porn star or something. M-my tits are huge, too, and people always used to say it was a waste for me to let myself go when I'm so pretty...
Lost in her delusions, Su-in swallowed the semen down.
Huh?
Suddenly, a wave of unease washed over her.
The texture of his semen was completely different from usual.
There was far less of it than she remembered, and it was incredibly watery. It lacked its usual thick consistency, sliding down her throat too easily.
N-no way...
No, that was impossible. He probably just jerked off a few times in his room earlier.
Even as she tried to reassure herself, Su-in channeled her mana to sharpen her senses of taste and smell to their absolute limits.
And then, she caught it—a faint, unfamiliar scent and taste.
It was the unmistakable, musky tang of a female orc's thick vaginal fluids, something a single shower couldn't fully wash away.
"Gag...!"
Though she didn't know exactly what it was, her body reacted with instinctive revulsion to the trace of another female's fluids, making her dry-heave.
She gagged so hard that tears welled in her eyes.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Her little brother, whom she thought was still an innocent kid, had been fooling around with some random woman behind her back.
Why?
Why, when I'm right here?!
To think my own brother was such a dirty, filthy slut...!
The realization that her brother—whom she believed belonged solely to her—had been defiled and marked by another female shattered her. Betrayal and fury exploded within her.
Losing all control, she drove her fist straight into the face of the brother who was desperately pretending to be asleep.
A sickening crack echoed through the room.
His nasal membrane, already weakened from a previous injury, ruptured instantly, and blood began to gush from his nose.
With things escalated to this point, Su-hyeon could no longer play dead.
The moment he opened his eyes, Su-in lunged forward, wrapping her hands around his throat and pinning him to the bed.
Tears streamed down her face, her expression completely unhinged. Her already fragile, shut-in psyche had snapped, sending her into a full-blown, violent frenzy.
"Noo... na... hic..."
"Sh-shut up...!"
Her grip on his throat tightened, squeezing the air out of him.
Su-hyeon thrashed beneath her, desperately clawing at his sister's hands to break her grip.
But there was no way a D-rank like Su-hyeon could overpower a B-rank like Su-in.
"Gack... k-kgh... ugh..."
As she choked the life out of him, Su-hyeon's face flushed a deep crimson. Tears welled in his eyes, and his pupils began to roll back.
Yet even as he suffocated, his body's raw physiological reflexes kicked in, forcing his cock to stand erect once more.
"Oh... oh my... look at this..."
Su-in sneered, rubbing his hardening shaft against her own crotch.
"You're getting hard even while you're being choked...? You... you really are a filthy little slut..."
Erection and ejaculation during asphyxiation are common physiological responses, often observed even in hanging victims.
Of course, Su-in knew nothing of the sort. To her, it was simply another pathetic display to mock him for.
"You... you perverted piece of shit..."
Spitting insults, Su-in stripped off her own pants and underwear.
"Think about what you did...! I said think about it...!"
Without loosening her grip on his throat, she guided his erect cock into her pussy, which was already slick and dripping with her own fluids.
"Ah...! Nh...!"
As she began to thrust, her body temperature soared. Her tight, practically virgin walls clamped down hard on his shaft, squeezing him in tandem with her ragged gasps.
"Apologize...! Apologize for throwing your filthy, slutty body around so carelessly...!"
"Ghh... ugh... k-kgh...*"
He would have needed her to let go of his throat to even attempt an apology.
But since she didn't actually care about an apology, it didn't matter in the slightest.
The brutal, suffocating assault—which would have easily killed an ordinary human—raged on in the dark.