Chapter 2: My Roommate Keeps Masturbating All Day

Three days have passed.

After the shocking relationship between me and Jae-min in the changed timeline was revealed, Jae-min made a fuss, but I somehow brushed it off as something that had already happened.

Even if you push problems aside, it doesn’t really make them go away, but I decided to ignore it and live as usual. I decided to pass all the problems on to our future selves. It’ll work out somehow.

But if you ask if we really went back to our usual life, of course, absolutely not.

I like to cook.

Of course, I don’t have a license, and I haven’t learned properly, so I can’t be compared to a chef.

It’s just that I can cook what I want to eat myself if it’s not a hassle.

Therefore, during the past month that I lived with Jae-min, cooking was done by me, and washing dishes was done by Jae-min, which was an implicit rule and routine.

However, since the first day of the TS, Jae-min has been holed up in his room except for mealtimes, and washing the dishes has become my job too.

“……”

I can guess why.

And that reason was one of the reasons why my current life is different from usual.

‘…Hng…Eung…♥’

“……”

1 AM.

In the darkened room, I run my hand over the wall next to the bed.

Not the solid feeling of thick concrete, but the unique feel of a light material.

That wall, which would sound hollow if you tapped on it like knocking, had less soundproofing performance than I thought.

‘…Heeik…♥’

The lack of soundproofing between the rooms, which I hadn’t even paid attention to until a few days ago, has now become quite a big problem.

…From that day on, I have no way to stop the moans I hear all the time.

*****

This house has a three-room, 2LDK structure.

A fairly large living room and kitchen.

One room with a balcony connected to the living room, and one room with a window.

And one decent bathroom.

Jae-min, who was the party to the house contract, took the balcony room first, and as a matter of course, the remaining room became my room.

The problem is that my room is sandwiched between Jae-min’s room and the bathroom.

In this room, the daily noises that the guy makes, which I didn’t even hear until Jae-min became a woman, are now heard so clearly.

And above all,

“…Hnnng…♥”

I can hear this crazy bastard masturbating!

I knew from the start that anyone who throws a 1,000 yen bill at a shrine asking to be TS’d (Gender-Swapped) couldn’t be normal.

But to actually get TS’d and spend all day masturbating?

And when I say all day, I don’t mean it figuratively. I literally mean every waking moment except when eating and sleeping.

I’ve heard that women don’t have a “post-nut clarity,” but even so, doesn’t he get tired? Does he just fall asleep when he’s exhausted? I’m pretty sure I hear him going to shower before bed, though.

The problem with his moaning isn’t just the noise, but the fact that–Me, a horny male in twenties lives under the same roof, separated by a thin wall.

Yoo Jaemin became a woman.

Just as he wished, he became the prettiest girl in the city, no, a beauty that words can’t even describe.

Honestly, both her looks and her personality are exactly my type.

It’s almost like the god who TS’d Jaemin based her on my tastes, which were right next to him.

The way she walks around the house is too stimulating.

Jaemin used to live in a t-shirt and boxer briefs at home.

That was fine back then. He was a guy.

The problem is that she hasn’t changed much since becoming a woman.

Since the first day after becoming a woman, the t-shirt has been replaced with a hoodie, but the bottoms have actually changed from boxer briefs to women’s lace panties.

The hoodie is loose-fitting, so you can’t see her panties often, but it’s still essentially a “no pants” look.

The crucial issue is that she’s started to act embarrassed.

The first night after Jaemin got TS’d, I heard her moaning for the first time.

I was trying to sleep when I suddenly heard that sound, so of course I reacted.

Well, I didn’t directly talk to her or anything, but I at least got out of bed, which probably made the bed shake a little, and she definitely heard that.

So, she knew.

She knew that I could hear her moaning.

And that I used her moans to get off that night.

From the next day, Jaemin’s lifestyle became almost completely reclusive.

She only shows herself when I call her for food or when she goes to the bathroom.

During meals, she keeps her hood pulled down and her ears are bright red, and she doesn’t really talk when I call her. Or rather, she answers when I talk to her, but she’s just muttering to herself, so I can’t really hear her.

Does she not realize that her shy attitude is even hotter, even though she’s a perverted otaku?

“…Haa…Haaah…♥”

Is she done?

The moaning from next door has been increasing my own frequency these past few days.

I’ve already jerked off  four times today, and if her masturbation had lasted any longer, I might have had to fill all five fingers of one hand before I could sleep.

Well, it seems like she’s finished, so maybe I can finally sleep now.

“…Hnnng…Haa…♥”

*Bang!*

“…Hic♥”

“Ah, damn it.”

I accidentally hit the wall.

Hmm, it seems I’ve been getting a lot of stress from being sexually stimulated all day.

Should I get another one in before sleeping?

“…”

Is she scared?

“…”

It’s suddenly silent. Is she really done?

But if I knew Jaemin, she would have become more aggressive, not stopped because she was scared.

Maybe it’s because Jaemin is self-conscious about her height and small build, but she always reacts aggressively if someone says something.

As I was thinking that, I heard a knock at my closed door.

Knock knock

What.

This guy, did he come to complain that I interrupted him?

When I opened the door, Jaemin was standing there, glaring at me.

“…Why.”

I said that and looked at her appearance.

A bright red face and rough breathing, panting, that she was trying to hide but couldn’t.

The look in her eyes was like a beast driven mad by lust.

Looking down slightly, there was a half-dried damp patch between her legs, from who knows when.

I knew it, but anyone could see… well.

“Fuck.”

“Why are you suddenly cursing at me?”

“It’s because of you, you fucking bastard!”

“It’s a reflex for me too? I wouldn’t care if you were just doing it on your own, but listening to it all day is driving me crazy too.”

“Ugh…”

“I mean, I know you’re a perverted otaku, but isn’t it a problem if you’re doing that all day?”

When I snapped at her, Jaemin made an unfair expression and lowered her head.

No, even if you make an unfair expression, it’s really hard on me too.

“…Supposedly…”

“What?”

It sounded like he answered something.

As I waited for her to answer properly again,she suddenly yelled.

“…What am I supposed to do if it doesn’t work!”

“What doesn’t work?”

“Fuck, what do you think! I’ve been doing it over and over and haven’t been able to get off once!”

“Huh?”

“This shitty body keeps getting turned on when I rub it, but I haven’t felt an orgasm once!”

What is she talking about?

“Since the first day, I’ve been rubbing my clit and breasts trying to masturbate, but I can’t come, so I feel like I’m going crazy…”

“No, so…”

From the first night until now, it’s only been three days.

“You’ve been masturbating all day for three days and haven’t come once?”

“…Fuck.”

“…”

Jaemin was grabbing her hood and pulling it down, looking like she was in despair.

The impression I had when I saw this guy’s eyes when she came in.

I thought she was like a beast driven mad by lust.

It seems I wasn’t wrong.

“Do you have anorgasmia?”

“…It’s not that I don’t have any sensation. It feels good when I touch it, but I just can’t come.”

“Then what are you going to do? Go to a hospital or something?”

“…”

After a moment of silence, Jaemin suddenly raised her head and met my eyes.

Dark and murky eyes.

With that gaze that looked like she was completely consumed by lust, Jaemin opened her mouth to me.

“…You have to help me.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t know why, but I feel like you can help me. You have to help me.”

Is she crazy?

“If you’re just thinking of trying anything, why don’t you use a tool?”

“The rotor will only arrive in two days even if I order it now. I hate dildos. I can’t give my virginity to that kind of plastic.”

For a girl who used to be a man, what’s with the virginity?

“Didn’t you ask me to change your onahole for a dildo or something in the first place?”

“I just said that because I was upset I’d never used one before. I’ll give you that onahole, so help me.”

“You don’t see me as some kind of saint or something, do you? I know you used to be a man, but if I see those breasts shaking in front of me, I might not be able to hold back.”

“You crazy bastard! …Th-then I’ll give you a handjob with that onahole instead! So help me!”

After shouting that, she suddenly collapsed into my arms.

I can feel the soft breasts pressing against my stomach.

If she’s got these things, it’s no wonder I might not be able to hold back.

“…I keep touching them and it feels good, but I can’t come so I feel like I’m going crazy… Qui-quickly, touch me quickly…”

…It seems Jae-min’s condition is much more serious than I thought.

“I’m going to touch you as much as I want. Don’t regret it, and don’t say anything later?”

“Okay! To-touch my pussy…, I feel like you can touch my pussy…!”

Hearing those words, I wrapped my left arm around him and reached my right hand between her legs.

she wasn’t wearing any panties.

My right hand could easily find her completely hard clitoris.

“Hick…♥”

Just a slight touch made her body tremble, and I could feel hot liquid leaking from her hole.

her hands, which were hugging me, tightened, and the soft sensation that touched me became even stronger.

I could feel her hot breath on my chest where she buried her face, and the shirt that touched her mouth slowly became damp and wet.

“…”

This guy is definitely a man.

No, he used to be a man.

But I can feel my body getting more and more excited in response to her reaction.

It’s definitely a physiological reaction, but my mind is clearly filled with desire, so it’s more than just a physiological reaction.

I feel like I’m having an identity crisis, but I need to do what I have to do first.

What should I do? Should I just rub it?

As if starting in earnest, I flicked my right middle finger and rubbed it against her clitoris.

And the reaction was violent.

“…Ungoooot♥!?”

her body, which was hugging me, trembled violently.

After trembling uncontrollably as if she had been electrocuted, her legs buckled as if all the strength had left his body, and she entrusted herself to me.

Trickle

The next moment, a stream of transparent liquid flowed down between her legs.

“Hey? Jae-min!?”

Fainted?

No, a girl who was about to go crazy because she hadn’t come for three days fainted from a pathetic orgasm after I just touched her clitoris once?

“Hey, are you okay?”

I supported her and shook her body.

But she didn’t respond, her body trembling slightly from the afterglow of the orgasm.

“No, did you really faint…”

I picked her up and laid her down on my bed, where she sprawled out with her legs open and didn’t get up.

With a very happy expression.

“You said you’d give me a handjob, you crazy bastard…”

That was Jae-min’s monumental first female climax.