Stories where the protagonist transmigrates into a character in a novel after reading the novel, becoming possessed, are surprisingly common in web novels.
Among them, getting into a web novel by being in a car accident or murdered by a serial killer was common, but recently, the transmigration in popular web novels was mostly cases like me, who bashed the novel with malicious comments and then entered the work of the god-like author.
"Hah... Lee So-yeon, that fucking bitch... What the hell did she do...?"
No, does this even make sense? The author, no, my younger sister, isn't some god, putting a reader who reads her novel into the novel she wrote.
Of course, I hadn't read a single one of the novels.
As I was about to wipe away the vaginal fluid on my right hand, I felt it was a waste and brought it to my mouth, tasting it once more.
The sour yet salty taste once again told me that this wasn't a dream but that I had transmigrated into a character in a novel.
"More than that, this..."
Perhaps because it was in my younger sister's novel, the story was a complete mess.
The ducal family, a founding contributor who greatly helped establish the kingdom, was falsely accused of treason without any evidence, their family was shut down, their assets were confiscated, and the head of the family was executed as an example-my sister, who even graduated from university, wrote such a setting that even a high schooler wouldn't
use.
"Hah... I'm going crazy..."
Most transmigration novels often depict the protagonist in difficult circumstances in the early story development to overcome trials.
For example, it was common to become an extra character whose identity is unknown in the novel or a villainess young lady whose engagement is scheduled to be broken, but this was a ducal young lady scheduled for execution if caught for treason. No, since the family was shut down, is she just a girl with a criminal status?
It seems fortunate that her combat power is the highest within the kingdom, but the situation wasn't very good.
The family members sacrificed themselves to help this girl escape from the family, and the girl is now escaping alone after the horse she was riding died, having been pursued by the Royal Knights pursuit team, fleeing with only one horse and no companions.
"And as soon as I arrived, I masturbated first."
It certainly felt good. I think any man would immediately stick his fingers in and masturbate if they turned into a girl like this.
First, I adjusted the clothes I had undone and draped the mantle lying on the ground around me.
"The mantle is like a poncho rain gear."
Of course, it was shaped to wrap around the body for easy movement, but just in case, I smelled it, and the mantle only smelled of grass, without the unique urine smell of a poncho rain gear.
I pulled the hood attached to the mantle over my head and belted the sword the girl had been hugging around my waist.
When I drew the sword from the scabbelted around my waist, it had the unique blue light of Mithril, and the sharp blade boasted a might that seemed capable of cutting anything. High-purity Mithril, especially rare and luxurious, excavated from elven lands, with mana sensitivity incomparable to regular Mithril.
The sword the girl's father gave her as a birthday present when he learned his daughter could manifest Oler and use magic.
Who gives a sword as a gift to their daughter? But this girl was so happy to receive this sword that she immediately said she would test it and even went beyond the city wall to subjugate magic beasts.
I put the blue sword back into its scabbard and brushed the dirt off my butt.
"More than that, was this why that crazy bitch told me to write out a character?"
It's truly ridiculous.
If I had been fixated on a female protagonist in slave status, and if I had carelessly written a character as a powerless slave, I shivered at the thought that I would now just have big breasts and be submitting to my master's dick, constantly oozing pussy juice, getting pounded by my master and only letting out 'ang ang' groans.
"Can't I just leave some malicious comments on that goddamn novel? So damn strict."
An author, by definition, is a profession that grows by taking criticism. At least, that's what I think.
But now wasn't the time to curse my younger sister and waste time bored.
Because even at this moment, the Royal Knights are desperately trying to capture the traitorous girl alive.
Just in case, I tried manifesting mana in the air.
- Woong
Blue mana swirled around my right hand, which had just been wet with vaginal fluid.
Thinking of creating a bow in this state, a translucent bow made of mana was created in the air, and when I drew the bowstring and released it— Pwing, Pak!!
An arrow made of mana hit a tree and pierced it. After some time, the arrow made of mana disappeared.
In the spot where the mana arrow disappeared, a thick tree that seemed to have lived for decades was pierced through, allowing the other side to be seen. "This is crazy."
This time, thinking of summoning a fire spirit, a wriggling burning slime was generated in the air.
[Kyuuuung]
"Ah."
It used a cute tone, which gave me the creeps, so I immediately dispelled it.
I don't know how to use sword skills, how to use magic, or even how to summon spirits, but contradictorily, I know.
I even know everything about this girl's memories.
It's as if my mind is me, but the body is this girl's. Are sword skills, mana, and memories somehow engraved in this girl's body?
I don't know. Just by thinking, by imagining what I want, mana is generated, and I can use magic.
"Really... Lee So-yeon, you bitch, you wrote the novel setting like a total moron..."
A moronic novel.
If I had known earlier, I would have cursed more refreshingly in the comments, no, I would have just cursed her to her face and smashed her laptop with a hammer.
But what can I do now that I've entered the novel?
"Alright, let's at least look at the character I came up with."
Though I thought of it in a hurry, it was a character I had come up with while watching countless porn videos, hentai manga, and anime.
Imagining a mirror in the air, a mirror made of mana reflected the girl's body.
Though I had the hood on, her long, silvery-blue hair visible through the hood, her ruby-colored eyes that seemed to draw you in, her cold impression. "...So fucking hot..."
The thought that this girl had just been masturbating alone made me feel a little, no, very hot.
"Should I try this one more time... just like this...?"
I was aroused just by looking at the body, so how much hotter would it be if I looked through the mirror?
Suddenly,
I wanted to see this girl's hidden privates.
I wanted to see this girl's armpits, belly button, and soles of her feet, which aren't usually shown to others.
I wanted to see this girl's elastic and voluminous breasts and pink nipples.
I wanted to see this girl's pink, tightly shut, thick, straight-line pussy.
I wanted to see beyond this girl's pink labia majora, spreading my fingers to see the hidden clitoris and vaginal wall.
I wanted to see this girl's pink anal, which has never been shown to others.
I wanted to see this girl masturbating, kneading her breasts by herself, pinching her nipples, spreading her labia majora, and pleasuring herself with her fingers.
I wanted to see this girl getting aroused, her pussy wet with vaginal fluid constantly oozing more fluid with her fingers, the fluid flowing down along her pussy and wetting her anal with her own fluid.
I wanted to see this girl climaxing, her cold expression melting lewdly with arousal, sticking out her tongue and showing a vulgar appearance, letting out groans she couldn't hold back, and finally seeing the pussy, poked by fingers, unable to bear it and squirting.
"I can't hold back."
Surely the Royal Knights will come to catch me.
My rational mind tells me I should go deeper, to a secluded place, but my instincts didn't follow.
First, I took off the mantle I was wearing, and my long, silvery-blue hair, which seemed well-maintained, swished down to my waist.
As I undid the movement-friendly hunting clothes I was wearing when I fled, leaving my executed father behind, the girl's nape, the girl's secret armpits, and the girl's belly button became visible.
Suddenly, looking at the mirror made of mana, I saw a girl whose face was flushed red with desire.
To think the girl with a cold impression just moments ago would show such a look...
Hurriedly, I threw off my pants, and vaginal fluid began to drip, drop by drop, from her pink pussy.
"Hah... Shit..."
I grasped my breasts with my small hands.
Soft and squishy breasts, elastic and addictive breasts.
They were like well-fermented dough, or warm steamed buns just taken out of a steamer.
As I kneaded my breasts, the small pink nipples gradually grew larger and became hard.
"...Hoo..."
I grabbed the hardened nipples with both hands, twisted and pinched them.
"...Hah..."
This is way too addictive. I feel like I could hold these for days.
Looking down, my thick, tightly shut pussy, already dotted with vaginal fluid, was glistening.
Looking into the mana mirror, I gently spread the labia majora of my pussy with both hands, revealing the vaginal wall tinged with pink, a small clitoris, and the peeking urethra.
"I feel like I'm going to lose my mind..."
The girl in the mirror's face was already flushed red, like a ripe persimmon, and vaginal fluid was slowly, slowly flowing from her opened pussy.
As I gently inserted my right index finger, a pleasant sensation beyond words entered my brain as if doing drugs.
"Ah... I... I can't... bear it..."
As I moved my fingers while looking at the mana mirror, the girl's loosened face made me even more horny, so I slowly moved my index finger back and forth, and the vaginal fluid rubbed against my finger and the vagina, making lewd sounds.
Chijeok chijeok
The lewd sound of my finger rubbing inside the vagina made my ears even more ecstatic, and getting even hotter, as I wiggled my finger and gently scratched the vaginal wall,
"Uhyak!"
A transparent liquid spurted out, paralyzing my body, mind, and head.
"...My... my body... is... too... too easy... to... to come..."
Is a woman's body originally this easy to come? Porn or hentai manga didn't really tell you.
Because there, it was all artificial scenes.
But what about the girl in the mirror?
She didn't just get aroused by a single finger joint, flush her face red, and come with an ecstatic expression.
"Truly... I'm going crazy..."
The arousal hadn't subsided yet.
I wanted to know this girl's body more and explore it.