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pegging & penetration: part iv

chaeyoung & hayoung x male reader

6.2k words

A/N: You're essentially a girl and a whore here, consider this your only warning.

If we're talking about the former iterations of the male original character in the franchise, they've been submissive and rather passive in their actions. They just take two plastic cocks into their holes on both ends like an obedient slut (as seen in Pegging & Penetration, then its second part, then its third part, and Stuffed for the Christmas 2024 event). The plots are pretty all over the place as well, from the standard idol universe to college to the Olympics. So, for this fourth part, the original male character is going to be a little more active in his actions. The essence remains, of course — taking a silicone cock up your ass, and taking another silicone cock up your mouth. In simpler terms, it's spitroasting with two synthetic penises. Most of the time, the central figure is a woman, but we're twisting that a little this time.

To be honest, Lee Chaeyoung and Song Hayoung don't look like they'd fuck you under unrelenting dominance with their fake cocks, let alone ride you. Chaeyoung has that edge certainly, but a plastic phallus is out of the picture in your headcanon. Hayoung, as someone has said, is incredibly breedable. Perhaps she's the most breedable member in the current fromis_9 lineup.

(Hell, even with Saerom, Seoyeon, Jisun, and Gyuri, Hayoung remains awfully breedable. She's a perfect cumdump. She's a perfect baby bearer. She's a perfect slut.)

So, here's the deal, Chaeyoung and Hayoung are sitting side my side on their dorm's living room couch. They're naked, except for the different-colored harnesses so that you have some visual hint when your eyes become all teary and blurry with their cocks in your mouth. Jiheon, Jiwon, and Nagyung don't want to have anything to do with their cock-baiting intern sucking the straps of their bandmates.

(Yes — cock-baiting — you're a nasty little slut here.)

You keep switching between the two cocks standing tall in front of your face — Hayoung, Chaeyoung, back and forth. The pleasure doesn't go one way. It's not just you getting the joy of sucking fake dicks as a man. There are these small plastic edges on the other ends of their harnesses pressing against both Chaeyoung's and Hayoung's clits. Whenever you take one cock into your mouth, the one who's sucked gets the pleasure of having herself stimulated, while the other just jerks off her cock or slips her hand under the strap for a more traditional method. It runs on and on in a loop, fundamentally.

(You may notice that we're starting a tad differently by having the lead sucking both women off at the same time instead of being a set of useful holes for the women to fuck, akin to the previous stories. That's intentional. The series risks being stale, unoriginal, and predictable if we're starting with the guy being plowed mercilessly.)

Logistically and physically — some more — you're also naked. Your real cock is twitching so fucking hard and oozing so much precum down your shaft. That fact doesn't stop you from being such a cock-baiter, however. The air conditioner makes the room cold despite the heated blowjob going on in the area. The floor is made out of large white tiles. The television is sitting idly — nothing on the screen — yadda yadda. What's most important right now is you sucking their cocks enthusiastically, though. You're letting their lengths take turns molding your throat into the shape of them, and it'll take a gun to your head to stop sucking them off.

In the present, your mouth finally leaves Chaeyoung's cock — drooling all over and wetting your thighs with your own saliva — before you tease, "Am I a perfect cockslut for you, Daddy Chaeyoung? Ain't I such a flawless cocksucker?"

Chaeyoung isn't the type to berate or turn aggressive under the circumstance of not getting want she wants. For now, she just replies warmly, "You're my perfect cockslut, babygirl, but Daddy needs to cum as well, alright?"

You know she doesn't want to resort to pushing your head down violently, and you kinda feel some guilt for being just a disobedient, bratty slut for the women, especially the ever-loving Chaeyoung. Hayoung's reactions are subsiding that pain, though. She's jilling herself so hard you have this tinge of fear in your heart that your mouth will be useless for her impending, quickly arriving orgasm.

"Suck my cock, please, babygirl. Put that mouth on Daddy's cock, please, please, please," Hayoung whines desperately. You respond to her plea by licking the underside of her plastic dick, twirling your tongue at the tip a bit. The pressure's not enough to make her shake, of course. Hayoung still masturbates vigorously under the strap.

"Daddy Chaeyoung, can you help me a bit? I don't want her to cum too soon," you request.

Chaeyoung helps you in an instant. She uses her powerful hands to pin Hayoung's arms down onto the couch, and the frantic movement under Hayoung's harness comes to a halt. You're still teasing your bubbly and desperate Daddy relentlessly — licking the frenulum, kissing the plastic, swallowing just the head.

The actions are driving Hayoung into insanity, really. She's unable to satisfy herself with her fingers on the spot anymore. Her teeth keep tightening, and her mouth keeps moaning — lusted, mind-broken. The sounds are surely disturbing the rest of the women, but you couldn't give much fuck to the notion of that. Your mouth needs to be filled by a synthetic dick right now, and you're not letting anything stop you from sucking Daddy Chaeyoung and Daddy Hayoung off like this.

"Oh my God. Oh fuck. Don't do that, babygirl!" Hayoung rasps, sounding so awfully feral. The sound echoes off the walls of the living room before she stammers more, "I need my dick—"

Chaeyoung immediately silences her with an ardent kiss on the lips. Her right hand removes itself from the pin on Hayoung's limbs to jerk the plastic cock off languidly along with your teasing lips. You hear the lewd sound of the kiss clearly. Chaeyoung isn't playing with this move. She's that sensual and caring Daddy for Hayoung and you.

As you're playing Hayoung's cock, you see her expression melting into something disarmed with seconds that pass. Her body becomes less taut and more fluid as Chaeyoung invades her mouth punishingly while jerking her off as well. The plastic taste of Hayoung's cock isn't the most pleasing thing in the world. But to see her surrendering to the two of you like this, it's fucking everything.

(Also, there's a whiff of Chaeyoung's hand cream from the fingers that are rubbing one out for Hayoung. The smell becomes a tad more pleasing, at least.)

"Daddy Hayoung is such a slut," you utter, rubbing her meaty thighs playfully and overstimulating her in the process. "I thought you'd defy your status quo, to be honest — submissive and breedable."

Chaeyoung trails her lips down Hayoung's body — nape, collarbone, chest — and putting on a remark, "Hayoung is a nasty little slut, babygirl, and we just have to rail her and break her. It's sad — my poor Hayoung."

"Poor Daddy, I wish you'd impregnate me with this fake cock — pumping cum down my boypussy," you tease Hayoung some more with the filthy words. She can do nothing but whine at the lack of pleasure on her clit, really.

The act goes on and on. You keep tasting the plastic on Hayoung's shaft and the scent of Chaeyoung's hand cream. Chaeyoung is sucking on Hayoung's nipples now, switching sides whenever she's bored. It's so intense that Hayoung's nipples start to leak white, sweet fluid down her body, making you unlatch your lips from her cock to taste her divine milk as well. Chaeyoung's right hand is still pumping Hayoung's length as if it's real.

(You kind of wish that these girls' cocks were real — fleshy and ready to spill cum down into your gullet and your abused asshole. You want to taste somebody else's cum for the first time in your life. This is fine, though.)

You have that sturdy discipline in not jerking yourself off also, letting it leak beads and beads of precum onto the floor. The need is there — the need to cum — but your heart remains steeled and strong.

"You're such a good girl for us, baby," Chaeyoung praises, still playing with Hayoung's tits. "Maybe it's better to get a nasty little slut of an intern like you rather than some virgin boy — experience and all."

For a little backstory, this is your first internship, but this is not your first time sucking a fake dick. During the first three and a half years in college, you've been an internal slut for the entire campus — sucking cocks and getting fucked in the asshole by numerous women, wetting their beds with your precum and cum. You've gotten so many noise complaints for moaning raucously at nocturne, but you keep whoring yourself out to the girls. You keep getting yourself anally plowed. You keep getting your mouth full of cocks. You keep getting your prostate used and abused. Those are your credentials: the university's free harlot.

(Yes, you do this for free.

There's also the feminized edge as well, but that's pretty much up to the women's liking — an option to call you a girl in a maid or catgirl dress. Or if you wanted something simple, you'd just ask for their bras and tight panties.)

"Call me whenever you want, my Daddies. I want to have my holes filled and fucked," you say as you keep lavishing the side of Hayoung's strap, occasionally moving up to lap up her milk dripping from her nipples.

Hayoung just keeps whining under the chilly air from the air conditioner, with the thrashing body and pinned arms by Chaeyoung. It's fun to stretch that rubber band, really, but you also kind of want to deepthroat her as well.

You start the full package of your service on Hayoung's cock eventually, and she just screams in ecstasy as your mouth envelops the entirety of her. That little plastic nub is pressing against her swollen clit in the end, and Chaeyoung just giggles at the despair being released from her bandmate. You push and push yourself down Hayoung's fat cock, filling your entire mouth with her fake meat. Your orifice swallows until the mushroom tip you've been teasing starts to press against the back of your throat. You make these ugly gagging sounds from the inside as usual, but the perseverance remains intact to suck Song Hayoung's meaty plastic cock.

"Oh God, you're the fucking best, babygirl," Hayoung moans with a little stutter in the wake of her pleasure. Her milk is still leaking from her nipples slowly onto her tummy and thighs, and Chaeyoung does her best to clean Hayoung up, tasting her white essence hungrily.

"Hayoung," and Chaeyoung lets out a hum, "your milk tastes fucking yummy. We could drink it all day. Am I right, babygirl?" Chaeyoung turns to you a bit.

You release Hayoung's cock from your throat, eliciting a whine from her. "Yes, Daddy Chaeyoung. Great source of protein for us — big muscles!" and you flex your arm for the girls to see. Chaeyoung just laughs at your cuteness popping up against the almost endless promiscuity. Hayoung's head is still falling back in exhaustion, though.

"Keep sucking Daddy Hayoung's cock, babygirl, and we'll put you in a girliest fit when we fuck your ass, okay?" Chaeyoung teases, making your eyes widen at the prospect of being in a female-coded costume. There might be a bra. There might be a pair of panties. There might be a pair of thigh-highs. Your cock just twitches enthusiastically at the idea.

"Yes, Daddies," you say coyly before going back to sucking Hayoung's girthy shaft again.

It goes on in a loop, really. You suck Hayoung's cock. Her nipples leak milk. Chaeyoung licks Hayoung's body to quench her thirst instead of just drinking tap water. (To give Chaeyoung some justice, Hayoung's product tastes fucking delicious.) Hayoung moans as her body is being overstimulated — yadda yadda.

As a result, Hayoung's real cunt is about to cum from getting her fake cock sucked.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna fucking cum. Oh God," Hayoung shouts uncontrollably, mind probably utterly scattered all over. Her neurons are perhaps firing endlessly and violently with her nipples and her pussy as sources. "Babygirl, make Daddy—"

Chaeyoung silences her again with another kiss. For this occasion, Hayoung probably gets a taste of her own milk lingering on Chaeyoung's lips. You hear needy squeals from Hayoung as her bandmate kisses her, and you look up with her cock still filling your mouth up. Her expression melts into something disarmed once more. Her body is surrendering to the overwhelming sensation barraging her frame. On your side, you just let the tip of her strap press against the back of your esophagus repeatedly — again and again — and your hands grip her thighs firmly in place to intensify that upcoming orgasm on Hayoung's body.

(Not being able to move while you cum makes it a whole lot more intense, really.)

"You're not much better of a slut than our babygirl, Hayoung," Chaeyoung scolds into Hayoung's mouth, kneading her friend's breasts with her hand.

And maybe it's the power of Chaeyoung's dehumanizing words, Hayoung just cums.

Hayoung's legs just quiver frantically in your hold as Chaeyoung pulls away. The scream fills the living room, and it's going to keep the rest of the group from serenity. Still, you don't really give a fuck about the well-being of the other girls.

You just wanna drink Hayoung's squirt.

You tug at the strap to the side to give you a view of Hayoung's gushing cunt. She doesn't shave. To be clear, she barely takes care of her hair down here. With a minuscule time window for leakage, though, you just latch your lips onto her wet hole, and waves and waves of her clear liquid enter your mouth. You do your best to drink all of her essence, swallowing it down your throat needily. She's salty. She's musky. She's fucking umami. You love it.

Hayoung's entire body keeps trembling in frenzy as she cums with her arms pinned by Chaeyoung and her legs pinned by you. Squirt flows out of her pretty cunt in endless surges into your welcoming mouth. Her moans bounce off the walls of the living room, and perhaps pierce through the concrete into Jiheon's, Jiwon's, and Nagyung's bedrooms. Again, their disturbed peace is not your problem. You just want to drink Hayoung's cum.

After a while, Hayoung comes down from her nerve-wracking orgasm on the couch. Chaeyoung and you finally release her from your hold. Hayoung's body is still twitching helplessly and pathetically on the cushion. Her nipples finally stop leaking milk, though. That's probably some downtime for her.

You release the dick from your mouth before teasing again, "It's a pleasure to break Daddy Hayoung," and you just wipe your mouth clean, tongue running on your teeth to taste the remnants of your Daddy's squirt. "May I have my costume now, Daddy Chaeyoung?"

Chaeyoung reaches forward and ruffles your hair lovingly. "Yes, babygirl. I'm gonna go grab it."

—

Your ass looks good, despite never working out. Your asshole feels good, despite being an anal whore. Those are surely facts because Hayoung is moaning again.

So, physically, you're bouncing on Song Hayoung's fat silicone cock crazy style on fromis_9's shared living room couch. Your appearance is so similar to that of a femboy right now — girly, bratty, yet so breedable with Hayoung's non-existent sperm into your asshole. (You're even wearing a perfect-fit princess crown on top of your head.)

The couch is long enough to fit all three of you in this compromising position. To be a little more specific and convenient in wording, you're in a reverse cowgirl act with Hayoung. Her thick cock plows your ass repeatedly as you bounce on her lap. There are wet slaps of your ass against her meaty thighs in the movements, and they just fill the room along with the smell of sweat and sex. Hayoung doesn't bother to grab your ass, too lost in the oversensitivity of her previous orgasm to grope your lithe, whorish body. It's a shame, since you love to be groped and owned by women.

On your front, you're sucking Lee Chaeyoung's fat cock enthusiastically. The plastic end in her cunt stimulates her in cycles with your mouth taking her dick. Her hands are pressing your head down to slobber and lather her with your saliva. (The couch is leather, so there's no concern for the scent of debauchery.) Your hands are squeezing and grabbing her ass for dear life and physical balance. Again, it's a compromising position. You have to flex your abs to remain like this — bouncing on Hayoung crazy style, sucking Chaeyoung off with vigor.

To have a bit more description of your clothing just because, you're wearing a white crop top that does not leave your nipples to any imagination for Chaeyoung. Down below, there's a short black skirt that's going to make your dick visibly swinging like a fucking pendulum if worn outside. And down even further, a pair of white thigh-highs is clinging to your lean legs. In conclusion, you're a girl right now, being plowed in both holes by two women and their plastic cocks.

(With the colors, you look like a fucking yin-and-yang symbol.

Also, again, there's a crown decorated with fake jewelry on top of your head as well — a perfect princess for the people, Lee Chaeyoung and Song Hayoung in this case.

The last vestige of your masculinity is probably the moustache above your lips.)

"Yes, yes, keep sucking Daddy's cock like that, babygirl," Chaeyoung moans in pleasure as her gorgeous eyes gaze into yours. God, her eyes are so fucking pretty, and she's biting her lower lip a bit too. "We're gonna get you pregnant so good if you keep being a good girl for us."

You free Chaeyoung's shaft from your mouth before replying shortly, "Yes, Daddy," and you just go back to slobbering on her. Saliva falls from your lips onto her thighs. The smell of her pussy wafts into your nose — addictive. You try your best to keep bouncing on Hayoung's cock energetically, trying to coax the phantom cum out of her synthetic cock. Each hit on your prostate makes your entire body quiver on her cock, and it just goes on and on until—

"Daddy!"

Hayoung regains her energy a bit just to slap your ass harshly. There's going to be a red print on your skin after this session. You keep fucking her cock vigorously, though, and you start to feel Hayoung's hands on your cute little promiscuous ass. She's groping you with whatever is left inside her.

"Grope my slutty ass, Daddy Hayoung!" you whine into Chaeyoung's cock, and Hayoung complies immediately. She grabs onto the globes of your ass with one hand, and she grabs a side of your slutty little waist with another hand. The overstimulation begins to kick in on your pliant body, and your shakes become even worse — the prostate attack, the tired groping, the artificial blowjob. Your body is an entire playground for Lee Chaeyoung and Song Hayoung. God, you're going to be the best bitch they've ever fucked in their lives.

"Keep bouncing," Hayoung rasps with a hint of exhaustion in her voice, "babygirl, keep bouncing." Her hands squeeze and take ownership of your ass literally, and if we're being honest, you'd let her take a shared ownership of your ass figuratively with Chaeyoung. Hell, maybe even with the rest of fromis_9.

Your pathetic cock hasn't gotten the chance to cum yet. It just keeps leaking a copious amount of precum down your underside. To be fair, orgasm from prostate stimulation takes time, even if you've been plowed in the asshole awfully many times. The room remains cold from the air conditioner, and it smells so much of Chaeyoung and Hayoung and you. Your brain is getting fucked out, wandering towards the prospect of Jiheon, Jiwon, and Nagyung penetrating your holes savagely and making you the group's private toy. God, Jisun, Saerom, and Seoyeon wish they could be fucking your pretty holes like this. Maybe the girls will put a price on you to be the industry's whore, lending you to other girl groups to be used and abused. And the best part is: you can get your holes fucked as many times as you want — zero risks of pregnancy.

"You're such a perfect girl for us, baby," Chaeyoung praises with her hands on the back of your head. She puts up this loving expression to you — nurturing. "We're grateful for you. Remember that, okay?"

"Yes, Daddy!" you respond with Chaeyoung's cock stuffing your mouth, ass still getting penetrated by Hayoung from behind.

You still have control over your body, indeed, but you try to loosen your limbs and muscles just to be utterly ragdolled by these women like the toy you are. Hayoung keeps groping you from behind as her fake hardness splits your used asshole open. Chaeyoung starts to fuck your mouth properly, turning this into a face-fucking session, turning this into a proper spitroasting act.

You can feel the tightening of your coils inside your muscles, eventually, and Chaeyoung is probably feeling the impending doom of her toy — the moans, the tension.

"Do you wanna cum, babygirl?" Chaeyoung asks kindly, cupping your cheeks despite the thickness of her cock that's filling your mouth.

Muffled, you reply, "Yes, Daddy."

Hayoung chimes in from behind, "Cum on my, fuck, my girlcock, baby," and she gives your asscheeks another hit. You just yelp into Chaeyoung's strap. "Look at you, God, bouncing on," and she just trails off in exhaustion.

"She appreciates you bouncing on her cock, babygirl," Chaeyoung completes her friend's sentence. "I'm gonna cum with you, okay? Do you wanna taste Daddy's girlcum as well?"

You sheepishly nod at Chaeyoung's proposal, prompting her to push her strap to the side. A whine escapes you, of course. You want to suck a cock, though it's replaced by the sight of Chaeyoung's bush and folds in front of you. (Indeed, you drool from the view.) Chaeyoung begins rubbing on her clit hastily as you keep your bounces on Hayoung in a constant motion. Chaeyoung's moans climb the scale so quickly.

The first spurt of Chaeyoung's fluid hits your face, so you just stick your lips onto her cunt. It works. You get to drink the squirt flowing out of her, though the movement of your ass stops on Hayoung. Chaeyoung's taste is pretty similar to Hayoung's — salty, musky, umami — and you cherish her squirt so much. (You love their girlcum tastes equally, really.) Chaeyoung keeps writhing in front of you, one hand holding the back of your head in place to lock you and make you drink her yummy discharge. Her screeches bounce off the walls in a frenzy, disturbing the rest of the group, surely. The cum is perfect on your tongue, at least.

Squirts become drips, and Chaeyoung collapses onto the couch after the mind-blowing orgasm in your face. You watch her hairy pussy heave lewdly for a while, and eventually, you go back to fucking Hayoung's strap cock again.

"Rail my ass, Daddy Hayoung," you huff weakly, almost running out of stamina to bounce crazy style on your Daddy's cock. "Make me pregnant."

"Daddy's fucking tired, babygirl," Hayoung says. She tries to thrust up into your rectum, but it comes out so weakly that you can't feel a thing on your prostate. "Fuck."

So, you recollect the scattered energy from around you just to fuck yourself on Hayoung's limp body. You take a deep breath, and it kind of works. Your ass starts moving on her fat cock once more, and this time, she's finally hitting the mushiness inside you again.

Chaeyoung watches you two having fun — half-exhausted, half-amused. She flicks your pathetic, leaking cock for funsies, making you wince on top of Hayoung. You keep impaling yourself with the fat cock under you, still. You quicken the pace. You relax your muscles. You let Hayoung hilting the entirety of her fake hardness inside you, jabbing the prostate with neither mercy nor care.

(It's kind of contradicting each other, really — you being the one who bounces and Hayoung attacking your prostate.)

"You're doing well, babygirl," Chaeyoung praises tenderly, and she inserts her cunt-juice-soaked fingers into your mouth. You suck on it greedily, just like when you slobber on her fat cock. To say that you feel like a slut would be an understatement. We're way past that point already. You're the epitome of the word itself right now. Chaeyoung's fingers taste of the sweet salt of her cunt and the incredibly resistant hand cream, and you're lavishing them as the perfect slut for these women.

"Say you love Daddy's cunt," Chaeyoung coos almost authoritatively, though not without the caring cadence in her tone. "Say you love Daddy's juice."

"I love Daddy's cunt. I love Daddy's juice," you repeat obediently and instantly, feeling guilty to be a brat for any longer with this woman. You add more words just because as well. "I'm Daddy's little cockslut."

Chaeyoung just chuckles at your words, still toying with your mouth ardently.

The compliance remains just for Daddy Chaeyoung, however. Your brattiness persists on Daddy Hayoung despite her desperate groping and the lack of energy in her limbs. Her body is utterly exhausted from your feminine movements on her strap. Each bounce sucks the soul out of her frame into yours.

"Come on, Daddy Hayoung, fuck me like you mean it," you sneer with Chaeyoung's fingers still playing with your mouth. "Make this bussy sore. Make this pretty, slutty girl pregnant!"

(Bussy and girl — that's another conflict in your words. You're too horny to care, still.)

Hayoung just slaps your ass weakly, and you don't even let out a sound aside from the ongoing moans from her cock nudging at your cute prostate. You just felt next to nothing on your asscheeks, so the momentum of you fucking yourself with Hayoung's strap is sustained. Wet, obscene slaps echo through the living room. The space smells of this filthy sex you're having. It's as if a slut is being used here (it is). You keep welcoming Hayoung's harness cock into your body gleefully against her fatigue — determined to cum almost hands-free with that length.

"Love this cock so much, Daddy Hayoung. It's fucking my slutty ass so well," you tease some more. There's this sliver of hope for Hayoung to regain some semblance of energy to grab your slutty little waist and thrust up into your puckered hole.

It doesn't work, sadly, and you have to keep ramming yourself onto Hayoung's artificial hardness like that — an effort against the laziness, whatever. You continue barraging her with your whorish words, though.

"You're gaping my ass, Daddy. I'm getting loose for Daddy Saerom, ain't I?" you tease Hayoung, eliciting a laugh from Chaeyoung.

Chaeyoung pulls her fingers out of your mouth, eventually, before scooping a few drops of precum from the tip of your cock. At first, you whine with the lack of filling in your orifice, and there's an inkling of your saliva linking your lips and her digits. But there's this small shudder when her nails touch your slit. She's playing with the inside of your urethra just to give you a brief sensation of how it feels to be sounded.

"We do keep in touch, of course, and lucky for you, Saerom adores slutty girls," Chaeyoung coos before sucking on her fingers. She's getting a taste of your salty, premature essence, closing her eyes and biting her lips and all. The sight is lewd, surely, and it drives you a bit closer to the precipice.

Regarding Lee Saerom a bit, and this is definitely not the insertion of the writer's preference, she was your fromis_9 bias before the end of 2024 — before their contracts ended. She has this predatory look in her eyes — those sculpted, sharp features — despite the rather average height. In other words, she looks like she could get you pregnant despite your lack of a womb. You really need her girthy, fat, veiny cock inside your boypussy. Maybe you want to look at her while she rails you as well, and you're going to explode in just 30 seconds of the rough fucking in missionary.

"I'm sure Daddy Saerom could do better than whatever the hell Daddy Hayoung is doing," you taunt, triggering something inside Hayoung, finally. "Such a pathetic—"

"Bitch," and a slap to your reddened ass from Hayoung. "Fuck this."

"Daddy!" you scream raucously as her plastic dick is finally fucking your ass — proper. You're sure that Hayoung doesn't have any conflicts with Saerom. It's just the unfair comparison that gets her going, ruining the insides of your poor, stretched rectum. "Make this bussy yours, Daddy!"

Hayoung finally gets her pace up, attacking your mushiness inside your hole with renewed energy. "Gonna cum in this ass again."

"Yes, Daddy! Please put a baby in me!" you shout. Perhaps it's too loud, and Chaeyoung silences you with her fingers again. Your next words become muffled by her digits. "I'm fromis_9's fucktoy!"

(It has a nice ring — fromis_9's fucktoy — really.)

Hayoung's strap cock utterly ruins the sensation you've felt just a few minutes ago. Your body quivers and writhes on top of her pathetically with the feeling wracking through your nerve endings. The brain cannot think of a single thing aside from the words to describe your promiscuity for them. "I'm a nasty little slut! I wanna carry your baby in my tummy!" There's also this bulge in your stomach every time Hayoung bottoms herself out inside you. Perhaps it's a training for carrying a child for the next nine months.

To go on further, it becomes a loop of your words and Hayoung's thrusts and Chaeyoung's sweep inside your orifice. The rhythm sets in for the act of this debauchery — slaps, straps, claps — and the writer lacks the vocabulary to describe this session any longer, in all honesty. There's this cadence that the three of you are aware of, yet unable to express it in words. It keeps you in sync. It keeps the power dynamic intact. It keeps the connection strong. That cadence is made out of you bouncing on Hayoung, again, crazy style, while Chaeyoung plunges her fingers into your mouth.

The tension coils in your loins after a few more violent thrusts from Hayoung. You've been through this multiple times in the past, and you wouldn't say that this time is much different from the previous occasions — you being an utter whore for two women. Still, this is unique in its own way with the people involved and all — Lee Chaeyoung and Song Hayoung.

"I'm gonna cum, Daddy!" you declare with a lust-dazed mind. Your body tenses up atop Hayoung's now-sweaty lap. The short skirt helps with the absorption, of course, but you can still feel the moisture on her meaty, delectable thighs.

(Again, just because the image is hilarious, if you wear this short black skirt in public, your cock is going to swing like a pendulum without the boxers or panties or whatever. You'll have to tuck it properly somewhere to hide the bulge — perhaps between your legs.)

"I wonder how your sperm tastes, babygirl — your girlcum, your semen, your honey, whatever," Chaeyoung breezes. "Maybe we can share it together."

"Come on, just fucking cum already," Hayoung manages against the forceful ruttings into your hole of unknown tightness.

"Paint Daddy's pretty tits," and Chaeyoung squeezes her breasts into each other, creating this lewd view before your eyes. God, her fucking seductive eyes are just making it worse for you. "You two can clean me up after that, licking Daddy's body like needy little sluts."

The repeated attacks on your prostate remain relentless. Hayoung just keeps fucking your asshole to this precipice that you're desperately chasing. "Yes, yes, yes, Daddy Hayoung, I'm cumming on your giant cock!" you shout against Chaeyoung's fingers. "I'm a bitch boy slut!"

There's a moment when you see stars as your cock shoots out the first rope of cum onto Chaeyoung's pert tits. Then, the second spurt comes out of your head, and it just goes on and on and on. You notice that you're shooting out so much cum as a result of endless prostate stimulation throughout the session. Chaeyoung's body is painted white with your boycum or girlcum or whatever. You don't really know how to define yourself anymore. Some of your cum even lands on her tongue that's being stuck out as well, and she makes this receptive sound that entices you to lean in and taste your own sperm off her.

"Left some for Hayoung too, okay?" Chaeyoung says into your mouth, and you just nod sheepishly as you kiss her. "Sharing is caring."

Your bounces on Hayoung's fat cock slow down gradually with the subsiding spurts out of your cock. You're still shaking and leaking against Chaeyoung's mouth and on top of Hayoung uncontrollably. "I'm yours, Daddy. I'm your nasty little whore," you mumble.

"We know, babygirl," Chaeyoung responds. "Your sperm tastes good, to say."

Your heart leaps at the praise until your climax finally stops. You quiver softly before pulling yourself off Hayoung's strap. There's this obscene popping as your asshole gets removed from the cock, and you can feel yourself heaving and contracting around nothing. You're probably missing Hayoung's dick that badly.

"Fucking fuck," Hayoung mutters softly.

Hayoung gets up from the couch for her share of your cum on Chaeyoung's tits, eventually. You move down from the kiss as well, licking off your own essence from Chaeyoung's nipples along with her friend. It's awfully sweet somehow. Perhaps it's a byproduct of your pineapple consumption earlier. Your lips traverse all over Chaeyoung's abdomen, sometimes making contact with Hayoung's lips into a soft kiss as well.

"So fucking hot, God," Chaeyoung manages as you and Hayoung engage in a cum-soaked kiss on her tits. She's clean of your semen after a moment of cleaning by your tongues, though now she's damp with the saliva from your mouth and Hayoung's. Her body looks so awfully shiny right now.

"My little bitches are licking me clean," Chaeyoung adds.

(The dynamics are a little fucked now: Chaeyoung and Hayoung are your Daddies, while you and Hayoung are Chaeyoung's bitches or sluts or any other dehumanizing words, while Chaeyoung and you are utterly dominating Hayoung's fatigued state of mind.

The goal now is for your tongue to keep lavishing your Daddies' bodies regardless.)

"I wish your cocks were real, Daddies. I wanna have a tight little pussy. I wanna be bred so bad," you utter in between the licks on Chaeyoung's body and Hayoung's lips — so mindless and feminized. "I wanna carry a baby for you two."

The women just chuckle heartily at your statement as you and Hayoung are tasting your sperm off Chaeyoung's torso. You keep licking and savoring until there's no whitish liquid left. Your actions, again, leave Chaeyoung's abdomen shiny against the light after there are no remnants of your semen. She shudders softly with each of your licks, but none of the responses seem to match the intensity she felt earlier when you sucked her fake cock, really.

After a few more breaths, you and Hayoung leave Chaeyoung's body for good. Chaeyoung is now completely slick with your combined saliva and free from the leftover sperm. You remain in this submissive posture — hunched back, eyes down, whimpering akin to a canine. Chaeyoung and Hayoung give you squeezes on your ass at the same time — one for each side of your cheeks — effectively signifying the power they still have over you. You jump slightly at their touches.

They're still your Daddies, after all.

"Is your asshole all sore and loose now, babygirl?" Chaeyoung starts again, tilting your chin up to look at her. One more time, her eyes are so fucking pretty.

You gulp before replying, "Yes, Daddy Chaeyoung. I can't sit down tomorrow."

Visibly exhausted, Hayoung chimes in, "A buttplug will slip out, surely," and she chuckles softly. "Maybe we can have something bigger to fill this boypussy while you're working."

"One cock isn't gonna be enough, Daddies," you fire, biting your finger almost shyly against the brazen invitation. "Maybe two could work."

Chaeyoung and Hayoung just look at each other deviously. Hayoung grabs your chin with whatever power she has left, along with her friend. There's an application of force on your face from Hayoung a little, just enough to make you moan against their faces. Your breath probably smells like fresh cum. They don't seem to be disgusted by the scent, at least.

"Daddy, don't be harsh," you whine against their smug faces, feeling completely surrendered. "I might cum again."

Chaeyoung just chuckles, flicking your softened, pitiful cock with her other hand. You wince a bit. "You can start training to take all of us from today, babygirl — five, for starters."

"Or maybe eight!" Hayoung adds. "I know this slutty ass can take it."

"Give me nine, Daddies. It doesn't matter."

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Fromis App Part 17 (Final): Exit Strategy - Fromis_9 Seoyeon, Jisun, Jiwon, Hayoung, Nagyung, Saerom

A/N: Use the !. @. #. $. %. to quickly skip to the idol you want to read, it's in the order they appear in the title and below.

Seoyeon, Jisun, Jiwon, Hayoung, Nagyung, and Saerom.

One, two, three, four, five... and six. The group Kakao chat is flooded with celebrations and congratulations. Baby storks will be visiting the employees of Fromis App in a few months time, and it's all thanks to you. How did it get to that point though? It all started with a meeting...

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"Hey oppa."

"Hey Saerom, what's everyone doing here?"

"Oh, we thought it's best everyone is here for the meeting."

"You never told me what it's about, and Chaeyoung was evasive." You look around, and realize Chaeyoung isn't here, oddly enough. "Where is she anyways?"

"Home, I assume, or shopping for new clothes." Saerom claps her hands and gets everyone's attention. "Meeting's starting!"

"So, as most of you know, the Fromis company is being bought out, and the FROMIS app will be absorbed into their platform."

"Is... That good or bad?" you ask Saerom.

"Good, we get paid out very nicely. However, a condition of the pay out is that we stay on, golden handcuffs, if you will."

"I see." The other employees look bored, like none of this is news to them—Nagyung is on her laptop, Jisun's on her phone, and Seoyeon is writing in her notebook. "Why am I here then? I'm not an employee."

"I'm getting to that. As I said, we have to stay on, but there's a way around it, and we want you to help us."

"Help you?"

"Yes. There's a way we can stop working but still fulfill the golden handcuffs requirement, and that is if we go on maternity leave."

"Maternity leave, how am I—" You stop yourself mid-sentence, the blood suddenly pounding in your ears.

"Word around the office is you're having plenty of sex with all of us, and you added Chaeyoung to the list recently?" You suddenly felt put on the spot, like you've been caught with your hand (or cock, in this case) in the cookie jar.

"Umm, yes."

"Then we're all set. We've gone off birth control, so just keep doing what, or who I guess, you're doing, and just let things happen naturally."

"Right. Uhh, what if I can't make it happen? I haven't gotten tested or anything to make sure, you know, that everything works."

"Oh no no, we've tested you. You're very potent. You've only had sex with Chaeyoung once right?"

"Right, one night, but it was er, multiple times."

"Close enough, you're batting a hundred percent then."

"You mean—" The gears in your head turn just slow enough for Saerom to fill in the blank for you.

"Yes, that's why she isn't here, she's already on leave."

"And you're sure I did it?"

"You're the only guy she's slept with in months, so we're very sure. First time she gets some, and bam."

"Huh, okay, I guess that's good? What happens if all of you go on maternity leave though, can the company still run?"

"Yes yes, we have Jiheon our maknae, she can handle things, she's very good." Saerom dismisses your concerns. "That's all from me. Anyone else?" You spy someone fidgeting from the corner of your eye, but Saerom continues. "No? We're done then, this was more for you to know than anything, everyone else already understands and agrees." As they begin to file out, you call them back.

"Wait, I think Seoyeon's ready."

"Ready for?" You walk over to Seoyeon, and she doesn't resist when you pull her out of her chair.

"For us to go public." You bend her over the conference table, kissing her as the others gasp. You feel under her skirt, smiling into the kiss—she's not wearing any underwear. "This is what we've been doing in the building the whole time. We've just kept it under wraps." You shimmy your pants and boxers down, rubbing your cock against her slit before pulling it away briefly, just to show them how shiny Seoyeon has already made it. There are no gasps this time, just everyone holding their breaths, focused on the lewd scene unfolding in front of them.

"But since we all know what's going to be happening from now on, I don't think there's any need to hide what we do, is there Seoyeon?"

"No..." It comes out as a brittle sigh, her pussy clenching around your shaft sliding in. "It's okay if they see now. See how you use me, how I use you." She tilts her head, reaching for your neck as you continue pumping into her from behind. She sucks on your skin, leaving marks unabashedly on you.

"We should give them a better view," she whispers.

"Hold on then." Seoyeon leans back, rolling up her skirt and wrapping her hands around your neck. With a grunt you stand and lift her by her spread knees, showing everyone just how you're splitting her open. The atmosphere in the room immediately gets charged with arousal—to see you so openly lifting and fucking their petite colleague in an obvious show of virility and strength is causing their imaginations to run wild, about what you would do to them. You start moving slowly, pulling out almost all the way before pumping upward into her, to emphasize your cock disappearing into Seoyeon's fertile body.

"Ohh fuck, that's so deep!" Seoyeon cries out, getting into the act of being fucked so brazenly. Before, the thrill of getting caught was what turned her on—the danger of letting a moan leak, a squelch of her pussy if she's inevitably too wet and fucked too fast, the ability to hear others talking nearby, oblivious to your illicit act with her. But now, Seoyeon's finding the rush of being openly watched just as enticing—she's whining and whimpering, so wet that she's dripping down your balls, and she can see her colleagues looking at her. None of them are even moving, let alone trying to leave or hide their eyes, no they're openly watching, and getting aroused.

Getting aroused due to Seoyeon.

"Nngh I'm cumming!" All of them watch Seoyeon's legs shake helplessly in your arms as you ram an orgasm up through her, her head thrown back against your shoulder, a heel dangling loosely off one foot. In minutes you've wrecked her oh-so-perfectly, taking her apart so easily that there leaves little doubt in their minds—you're going to make them all cum their brains out while you breed them.

"Alright, tell me when," you mumble into Seoyeon's ear, ramping up your thrusting, bouncing her up and down a little to really drive yourself deep into her.

"Now please!" You let Seoyeon slip down slightly, and she is impaled deep on your cock as you unload into her. The others gasp as they watch a spurt of cum leak out from around your shaft—just how much did you cum that you're immediately leaking out of her? Seoyeon's low moan of satisfaction rumbles against your chest as you continue pumping potent seed into her. You draw your hips back, and lifted over the conference table Seoyeon shows them just how much you've left in her—a repeated thudding sound is heard as drop after thick drop of semen hit the table, staining the black varnish white.

You put Seoyeon back down, and she manages to straighten her skirt and fix her tousled hair a little before sitting down and cleaning the cumstain she just left, trying to pretend as if everything was normal.

"Let me know if you need another Seoyeon," you say, as if you're referring to the tissue paper you just handed her, rather than the baby you put in her.

"Sure, thanks oppa," she answers just as casually.

Seoyeon did ask you for more, but it was quickly clear that the first round got the job done, and she sent the group the first positive test to many cheers.

@.

Jisun was the second one to send the group a positive test, but it came in the most surprising of ways—you finished using a condom!

"F-Fuck my ass, fuck it hard oppa!" Your arms burn as you ram the dildo hard into her ass. It was a compromise—Jisun wanted you in her ass, but that would be counterproductive to being reproductive, so she settled for damming herself on top of your cock as you filled her ass "manually". You could feel the dildo going through her, rubbing against your cock basically, but what's more enticing is Jisun's tits, dangling right in front of you like juicy melons as she arches her back on each deep thrust into her ass.

"Oh— Oh yes, suck on them!" You do just that, leaving her pointed tips shiny and dripping. Speaking of shiny and dripping, Jisun lifts her hips briefly, showing you just how slick your cock and the dildo have become before slamming herself back down on you.

"Fuck!" She screams as she double-penetrates herself. Jisun kisses you, grinding herself on your cock, rocking her hips back and forth, making both cock and dildo pump into her like a well-lubed engine. "Wish you could cum in both my holes..."

"Could go a second round, make you a runny mess down there." You squeeze handfuls of her chest, showing her just how little you would mind doing that.

"You think you could? Don't you— Hnngh! Need to save some for the others?"

"You can cook me something healthy and hearty, give me more energy after." You keep Jisun hips down, keeping her hilted on you as you sit up, allowing you to slam the dildo over and over into her ass. She slumps into you as she cums.

"Oh god my ass... Is all this just a ploy to get me to cook for you?" she asks, hair tickling your cheeks as she nuzzles you.

"Maybe, you are the best cook out of all of them, unless you think otherwise."

"How dare you, of course I am!" Jisun leaves a hickey on you in revenge. "God, such a Casanova aren't you? Sleeping around with everyone, and then judging their cooking after?" You kiss her harshly in response, her lips rosy red from your passionate indignance.

"Says the pure and chaste lady who agreed to be bred by me in a group effort, and has both her holes plugged up right now?"

"Fair." She sighs as you begin moving the dildo again—you didn't mind just staying inside Jisun, letting yourself last as long as you could as you played with her ass. "Best cook, what else am I the best at?"

"You have the best thighs." You run your hands up and down her juicy thighs, squeezing them.

"Don't let Saerom hear that."

"Best tits." You definitely take the chance to squeeze those, hearing her gasp as you flick her nipples.

"Don't let Hayoung hear that."

"Best pussy." You grind up into her, hearing her whine.

"Don't let any of them hear that."

"Best ass." You're gripping her cheeks, kneading them appreciatively.

"Don't let Chaeyoung hear that."

"Hm, best ass that let's me play with it." You apply a bit of pressure to the dildo, pushing it that little bit deeper and feeling Jisun tighten in response.

"Good point, but I think you're missing something."

"Am I?"

"Yup." Jisun leans in close, nibbling at your earlobe as she humps you. "Best mommy."

"Yeah? You think you'll be the best mother?"

"Not mother, mommy." You groan as her pussy contracts around you tightly—Jisun never skipped on her kegels. "Best at getting herself knocked up. I'm going to drain you right now, then I'm going to feed you, and then I'm going to drain you again."

"Fuck Jisun that sounds good." She was barely moving or bouncing on top of you, and yet your cock feels like it's getting tugged on, pulled on over and over to try and get your cum out of you.

"Yeah? Does it feel good? Does trying to make me a mommy feel good?" Jisun's breathing heavily too—your hand never stopped moving, fucking her ass with slow thrusts of the dildo.

"Yes, fuck yes Jisun!"

"Then cum, give me that thick cum you've stored up, give— Hnngh!" Jisun takes it from you, cumming from the anal stimulation, and her suddenly uncontrollable tightening around your shaft has you launching your potent load up into her. She collapses on top of you, her chest cushioning her fall and pressed against you, your heartbeats thundering in tandem. As you soften you feel your crotch get warmer, your load beginning to leak out of her.

"Can I feed you later?" Jisun asks quietly.

"You don't have to, I was kidding about the whole cooking thing."

"No, not that... I know we shouldn't waste any of it, but I really want you in my ass."

"No one else has to know, if you really want it."

"Okay." Without a second word Jisun slips down your body, her plump lips around your shaft promptly, cleaning you and getting you hard again. Your eyes are closed, enjoying her cleanup effort. You even let out a decadent moan when you feel your cock get squished between two comfortable pillows—Jisun's really trying to get you as hard as you can. You only open your eyes when you hear a crinkle.

"Condom?"

"Just in case I want you to plug the leak." She turns around to show you, her lightly parted lips still dripping with your load, and right above it, the dildo still deep in her. "But what are you waiting for?"

Jisun has a point. You pull the dildo out of her with little ceremony and plug the gaping hole immediately, a deep groan bursting from her lungs as you push the air out of her. You're definitely deeper in her compared to the dildo, because her reactions to you pumping in and out of her now are nothing like before—her cries are loud and unadulterated, flesh rippling as you pump into her ass. Jisun pushes her hips against you, trying to get you deeper into her, and you lift her slightly, her knees almost off the bed when you pull and yank her small juicy body against you.

"Hnngh fuck! Don't stop, open me up!" You slap a hand on her cheek and pull, making Jisun's hole stretch that little bit more. "Oh god I missed this, missed a real cock in my ass." She whines when you pull out, and looking past where you're plugged in her ass you see the puddle of cum get bigger by the moment, each thrust making her clench and shake, causing more to drip out. "Uhff!" she's huffing, groaning as you stretch out her second hole. You lean over her, grabbing a breast and squeezing it, playing with her stiff tip.

"Such a handful, literally," you snarl and kiss her wanting lips. "Wasting a perfectly good load too."

"Sorry, ah, sorry!" You slap her thighs, red handmark planted conspiciously on her thigh—no short dresses for Jisun for a while, and then for a few months after. You pull on her tits, squeezing them and leaving them red too. Jisun isn't a glutton for punishment, but she doesn't mind at all when you get a little rough, her soft flesh jiggling perfectly to absorb everything you have for her.

"Just cum with my cock in your ass already." You pull back to the very tip before slamming home into Jisun's ass, and she detonates with a choked cry. She shivers underneath you, anal walls gripping you tighter than ever, and you simply let yourself go, your throbbing cock pushing against her contractions, filling the condom fully. You land on top of her, and her arms give way, the two of you collapsing on the bed.

"Ah... fucking unbelievable..." Jisun sighs, kissing your cheek.

"Remember, no more anal until the job's done."

"I know I know. Just, just leave it in me for a little longer."

When you finally pull out, you're soft, and devilishly you leave the condom in her ass.

"Take it out, it's going to spill out if I sit up!" Jisun whines.

"No, now you have two loads in your holes, just like you wanted." You stay the night, and your nose wakes up to the smell of Jisun's delicious cooking the next morning. To both you and Jisun's pleasant surprise, a few weeks later her test comes back positive even if your final load with her ended up in a rubber.

Buoyed by Jisun's meal the third positive reading came quite quickly after the second...

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"About time you came over, my stocks aren't doing so well, so I need another line to be going up." Jiwon flashes her prepared pregnancy kits at you.

"I'll try my best." Jiwon's hands land on your shoulders, gently squeezing you, pulling you close... And then she pauses, nose crinkling.

"Jisun?"

"Yeah, I spent the night with her."

"Do you need to take a day off today? It's no good trying and trying and not getting enough rest." You hold Jiwon's hands, interlocking fingers with her before letting them drift down her palms and to her wrists, growling as you watch them go limp.

"No, Jisun made me a delicious meal, and I'm ready to have another one." Jiwon's eyes flutter shut, ready to be eaten. She sighs when you breath on her neck, and she's trembling in your hands—a fertile Jiwon is simply ready to be devoured. "You don't want me to take a day off do you? You want this so bad."

"Y-Yeah, I, I really want it." It leaves her as a whimsper, a whimper and a whisper. You're happy to take your time kissing Jiwon, her hands resting on your shoulders as you move yours down her body, feeling her curves through her dress. "Please, let's go to the bed."

"Okay." Jiwon's eager, and she jumps into you, wrapping her legs around your hips. But almost immediately she lets herself down, an alert ringing in from her home office. "Oh, let me just check—"

"No." You hug her from behind, making her feel what she's responsible for against her lower back. "What are you doing?"

"The US markets, they just opened over there, let me check my investments—"

"No, not tonight." You re-wrap your arms around Jiwon, pinning them to her sides. "Just hold and let things... grow." A hand runs down to her belly, and Jiwon shudders as you press firmly down on her, where she's going to grow.

"Just let me take a quick look—"

"Fine." You lift Jiwon, carrying her to her office and plopping yourself in her chair with her in your lap. "You have one minute." Jiwon's hands shoot forward to her keyboard, and your hands are not idle either, pulling her dress up.

"30 seconds," you hiss, feeling the immediate bare skin between Jiwon's thighs—no panties, god, she's just begging to be bred at this point.

"It hasn't even been 30 seconds yet!"

"I don't care." You pull Jiwon's dress up further and manage to shimmy your bottoms off just enough to pull your hardness out. "5 seconds." You're already sliding into her.

"Hnngh wait, ah!" You push yourself off the chair, tipping Jiwon forward against the desk. "Bed, bed!"

"Can't wait," you're grunting, hand slipping under the side of her dress and pawing at her chest. Maybe it's Jisun's meal, or the sight of Jiwon in what is effectively a honeymoon dress, but you feel your thoughts slipping away. "Fucking you now."

Jiwon isn't fairing much better, the graphs and tickers on her screen blurring with every thrust into her. She's already forgotten what she wanted to do, why she needed to look at the market today. All she can feel is your cockhead pressing right against her womb, your hands firmly around her hips—she's not going anywhere until she's thoroughly "invested" in.

"Oh god, right there, you're so deep, too deep!" Her face is pressed into the keyboard, leaving imprints on her cheek but hopefully not actually triggering any hotkeys on her computer. Your breath is hot in her ear, huffing as you shake the desk, slamming into her from behind. Briefly you feel her flail her legs against you before she hiccups cutely and goes limp. You spy her expression as you kiss her cheek—Jiwon's eyes are rolled into her head, mouth open, drooling on to her keyboard. A warm spray of her juice splatters against your thighs—she's your prey, conquered and submitting to the pleasure, to her desires both carnal and biological. With a satisfied growl you press yourself over her, and Jiwon whines as her womb is filled with thick, almost syrupy, semen, laden with virility. Her mind's playing tricks on her, but Jiwon almost feels heavier when she's pulled back on to the chair on top of you.

"I expect rapid growth from you."

"Me too," Jiwon leans back against you, sighing into your neck. "Feels so thick, like it's never going to come out..." She's playing with the little bit leaking from her pussy.

"That's the goal. Do you need to do anymore checking?"

"No, it's a lost day already. The money's made in the opening minutes." Jiwon wraps her arms around your neck, pouting a little. "Take me to bed, I'm going to need... an injection of liquidity."

You carry her to the bedroom, and Jiwon pushes you away with a giggle once you get there. She makes a show of removing her dress, a bit of pointless flirting as you're already hard again at the sight of the complete lack of underwear underneath and your previous load sliding down the inside of her thighs.

"You know," you're on top of her now, her thighs loosely spread for you—she already wants more. "I'm thinking this might not be a good investment, you're staying up late all the time, ignoring your agreed upon responsibilities to check the market. Where's the condom, I might need to protect my investment." It's a fake threat, and like a magnet your cock is already drawn to Jiwon's warm core, entering her with a smooth thrust.

"No! I'll be good, I promise."

"What do you promise? I hope you're not making risky trades."

"No, no more risky trades, no more crypto, only safe investments from now on."

"Crypto? Oh no, that's very risky. I really might need a condom." You tease her, hands playing with her chest once more—not big, but they're plenty fun handfuls.

"No, no more. I'll be safe so..." Jiwon wraps her legs around your back, locking you in. "Please do me raw."

"Always," you groan as you pull and push back into her, her wetness and tightness and creaminess almost overwhelming you—damn Jiwon is needy right now. Every gasp and sigh is designed to pump blood to your cock, every drag of her nails across your back primally calculated to get your balls to start producing more sperm, every squeeze of her thighs around you fundamentally insistent on getting you to leave her a bubbling fertilized mess.

You do just that.

"Oh god, right there, fuck me right there, please cum, give me cum, I want it, I want it I want it I want it—" Jiwon yelps when you slam into her and then don't move. She hears the raw growl that rips from your throat, and then feels the sudden burst of warmth inside her, and she's tipped over the edge one last time. She loses herself, contracting around you, the bed instantly wet as she squirts uncontrollably with a loud wail. The rush of fluids over your cock make you fuck her even harder, sending the last few potent shots of cum even deeper into her.

"So warm, so happy..." Jiwon sighs at the creamy mess your connection has become, a weight lifted off her back and perhaps growing elsewhere in her.

"You made such a mess."

"Your fault, I can't help it, you make me feel so good, I get so wet, and then it just happens."

"Well, there's going to be quite a few messes to clean up soon, good to get some practice now." Jiwon blushes a vivid pink at the thought.

"Hopefully you're right."

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While you waited on Jiwon's positive test, you got to work on Hayoung's, and work it was, considering the time and place of it happening.

"You want to do it... here?" You're somehow back in the security room, having Hayoung drag you through the gradually emptying out hallways of the company. She's somehow pulled a whole couch into the security room. "Where did you even get this?"

"Lounge, with people leaving and you knocking some of us up and out, we don't really need it in the lounge anymore, so I thought, why not?"

"That's true, but why'd you ask me here?"

"Why do you think?" Hayoung pushes you to the couch, a playful tilt to her voice.

"You really want to do it here?"

"Why not, we've done it plenty of times here."

"I guess, just figured you'd want some place more private."

"This is plenty private, besides, where else can we have so much screen space." Before you can ask what she means by that, she pulls up multiple recordings—the time you fucked Jiwon in Saerom's office, the few indiscretions you had with Seoyeon, the other time you fucked in Saerom's office, except this time it was Nagyung. Front and center though, was the recording from when you bred Seoyeon right there in front of all of them in the conference room.

"Hmm, I guess this is more than appropriate," you murmur as Hayoung settles in front of you, allowing you to wrap an arm around her. It was almost like a intimate movie night, except the movie was porn.

"Yeah, what's one more fuck in the office?" Hayoung turns to kiss you passionately, and your hand slips under her shirt, her smooth skin raising goosebumps in the cold whirr of the security room AC.

"Mm, what's one more baby made in the office?" You undo her pants, and Hayoung quickly shimmies it off as you get rid of your own jeans. Your hand dives underneath her thin panties, feeling her wetness—she's ready.

"Ah, just do me like this, do me while we watch the videos." You kick off your boxers and pull her panties to the side, and leisurely you slide into Hayoung, her raised leg resting on yours a little awkwardly to give you access.

"Is that comfortable?"

"It'll be fine, just stay in me." The couch creaks slightly as you start moving, pushing in and out of Hayoung best you could. Underneath her shirt you push her bra up, palming her pebbled tips, and she sighs contentedly. "That's nice, keep doing it."

Watching the security footage of you fucking the other employees, neither of you hurry, slowly getting both of you wetter and harder as time passes.

"What are you thinking about?" you ask her.

"Wondering what they were feeling, what they thought as it happened? I wonder what Seoyeon and Jisun felt when you did it."

"Having second thoughts?"

"No, just, it's nice to share you, but I also wonder what they felt."

"You really are an F. What about you, what are you feeling?"

"Feels nice, but also um, nervous? Like I know this is peak fertility for me right now and— Oh!" Hayoung gasps as she feels you twitch inside her, getting a little bigger. "You like that?"

"Yeah, you never wondered about how I felt?" She blushes a little, looking almost ashamed.

"Not really? Not my best F moment."

"I'll tell you later, you said you are nervous?" Hayoung's starts unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her delectable chest to you, her bra misplaced thanks to your hands.

"Yeah, it should feel different right, but how different would it feel, and don't accidents happen? So that means it didn't feel different, so I'm not sure—" You kiss Hayoung to quiet her, pulling her leg over your hips, trying to angle yourself deeper into her.

"How did that feel?"

"Good, you're really deep." Hayoung's hand drifts down to her tummy, and you join her there, letting her guide you to gently press on her lower abdomen. "You're like... here or something."

"Does this feel different?" You nudge forward, trying to reach even deeper, until you can't go any further, pushing against the end of Hayoung. You can tell it does, her breath catching in the kiss. "That's where I'll be when I cum." Hayoung clenches around you in response, she realizes what the difference is—intent. The accidents are merely a possible consequence of unprotected sex, but now, Hayoung's actively trying, and you're very actively trying to knock her up. A thrill runs up her spine, and Hayoung's sensitivity spikes immensely.

"Yes it does feel different, you're so, ah, hard!" All of a sudden Hayoung's pussy is milking you, contracting around you like she's on edge.

"Yeah? You like it more now?"

"Yes, it's so hot, oh fuck." Hayoung suddenly feels far too hot in the cold security room, she's going into some sort of heat. "T-Tell me how it feels for you!"

"It feels better than regular sex, you get extra sticky inside, so nice to thrust into."

"Hnngh more, tell me more!"

"It's so hot when you tell me you're fertile, and I don't have to tell you when I'm close, because there's no fucking doubt where I'm going to finish, you're practically begging for it."

"Yes I- I am, I will! Did the others beg too?"

"In their own ways." Hayoung's begging for your cum in her own way, legs and arms trying to loop around your hip and shoulders and through your limbs, as if tying herself to you so you can't pull out. "Seoyeon scratches the hell out of me, Jisun drains me with both holes. You know the best part?"

"What is it?"

"They cum extra hard, they love it so much it feels so good, and then I— fuck!" The mere thought of cumming hard has Hayoung writhing against you, and she's dragging you down with her, forcing you to do just as you planned to describe. Hayoung feels it briefly before the stars take her—you exploding deep inside her, filling her womb with potential life! She's not sure if she's screaming or not, but by the time she comes down, her throat is strained raw, her limbs like jelly, and yet she feels fulfilled, satisfied at the deep breaths you take against her neck.

"Fuck, I cum just like that," you manage. You continue grinding your hips into Hayoung mindlessly, trying to drain your balls fully inside her.

"Wow, it feels like that every time?"

"Yeah, we'll do it as many times as needed."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Until we get a positive." Slowly Hayoung gets on top of you, a small grin on her face.

"You have a loophole, I'm just never getting a test then."

"I guess we'll have to keep trying then." A few strokes from Hayoung is enough to get you hard again, and her creamy warmth envelopes you this time.

"I guess so, and this time, we're going to film it."

%.

Hayoung did eventually do a test, and much to the surprise of a few people (including you) who opened the message in public, Hayoung attached a "home recording" of the process to the message too. Regardless, Hayoung was satisfied biologically if not hedonistically (she tried to get you to film the others even), but you could focus on those who come after. And poetically, just like the first time you found FROMIS app, as if it was written, Saerom and Nagyung demanded to do it with you, together.

"Oppa, wait till you see what we brought."

"I'm already the luckiest guy in the world, you don't need to tell me I got luckier."

"Well, we might need a little bit more luck. It's never a guarantee, but we'll try to stack the odds in our favor," Nagyung chirps, carrying two large grocery bags full of food and water.

"Stack the odds how? With those grocery bags?"

"That's just for the week. No Jissen cooked up some herbal tea for you, and some floral tea for us. I tried a sip and ugh, I had to do everything to make sure I had enough energy for tonight." As Saerom tells you that, you feel just how warm she is when she slips her arm around your elbow.

"Horny?"

"More than that, I got myself off like three times and it barely changed anything. It's all sticky and gooey, like I need someone to get in me and clean me out, to rub against me everywhere inside I— You're going to have to fuck me first," Saerom ends quietly, blushing at her own neediness.

"She made me promise not to drink it until after the first round, I don't know what Jisun unnie cooked but Saerom hasn't been quite right the whole day." You see how right Nagyung is when you get into the elevator—Saerom's practically rubbing against you, leaning into your body, hungry for skin-to-skin contact. As soon as you're inside Saerom's apartment she's on you, hands already lifting your t-shirt.

"Go ahead and get started, I'll make sure the fridge is well-stocked." Nagyung's only halfway through emptying the first bag of groceries when she hears Saerom's moan of relief.

"God unnie, you really couldn't wait could you?" Nagyung quickly pushes the entire second grocery bag into the fridge, slamming it shut behind her before she hurries to get in on the action.

"Nakko, it feels so good!" Saerom squeals in greeting. She's riding you in reverse cowboy, all of her clothes still on except for her panties. Saerom rolls her hips like no tomorrow, making sure your cock rubs against every inch of her walls, and Nagyung has the perfect view, watching Saerom's gooey cream coat your shaft liberally. Your arms hook Saerom's shoulders, pulling her back on to you in a great show of her flexibility, and Nagyung's round eyes almost pop when she sees the smallest of bulges between Saerom's legs, where your cock is jammed up against her front wall. 

"God you're so fucking tight right now!" Saerom groans and grunts as you plow into her from below, her toned body bucking and bracing against the hold, trying to slam herself down on to you. She keeps asking you to fuck her harder, and the squelch between her legs gets lewder and lewder until things reach its natural climax. From Nagyung's point of view it is less an explosion and more of a bubbling over, your cum slowly leaking out of the connection, but internally Saerom is exploding, the pleasure driving her pussy to grip and milk you until you've painted every inch of her walls with cum.

"Wow, unnie, are you okay?"

"Never better. Get oppa his tea, and then it's your turn." You're quickly fed a cup of Jisun's herbal tea, and as soon as Nagyung's done stripping you're on her, mirroring Saerom's own aggressiveness.

"Fuck Nagyung, what's in that tea?" You can feel the blood rushing down your body and a tingling down there, like your reproductive system is working on Adderall or perhaps more appropriately, Red Bull. The warmth gathers between your legs, and the more you see Nagyung naked in front of you, the less brain function you have.

"I don't know, Jisun unnie made it. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, but I— Yeah I need to cum in you." Your mind is a little blunt, your actions even more so as you grab a handful of Nagyung's chest and squeeze.

"Looks like someone's ready," she purrs, and she manages to get on top of you. You throw your head back, the warmth of her walls almost cooling to the fire in your hips.

"Ohhh, yeah that's good, that feels good." To your tea-addled brain Nagyung's wrapped around you like she was always meant to be, but to Nagyung she feels like she's being spread, stretched, expanded, hollowed out, all the synonyms for "boring a hole straight to her womb" all at once.

"Nngh you're too big!" The blood rushing to your cock making you one large breeding stick buried deep in her.

"No, just almost too big." You grab Nagyung's tiny waist and begin moving her up and down your cock, leaving her wailing in intense pleasure. You're spreading her thin, stretching her walls and making sure you're hitting every spot that just lights her brain up.

"It's... Haah!" she tries to move her hips to keep up with you, but it's no use—her legs don't work, her muscle control no longer there as you overload her with bliss, and she hasn't even drunk the tea yet! She leans back, trying to get away from you a little. But it just makes things worse, you're push against her front walls like you did with Saerom earlier, grinding against her g-spot .

"Too much, it's too much unnie!" Nagyung wails to Saerom, who's now providing her with support, letting Nagyung lean against her while she's fucked up and into.

"You can do it, he's going to cum soon, he's going to cum so deep in you..." Nagyung can feel it too, your throbbing length pushing against her pussy, and she's responding in kind, clenching around you.

"I— Ahh!" Nagyung snaps, and she bucks so hard you slip out of her, to disastrous results. You're bucking as well in orgasm, and as you slip out everyone notices the effect of Jisun's tea—the strength and volume of your eruption is so great that your first shot of cum blasts them across the face. Subsequent shots land on Nagyung, staining her skin in white all over.

But you're not done.

"Move, get her the tea." You wave Saerom off, flipping Nagyung on her stomach, cum and all soiling the bedsheets.

"Oppa?"

"Haven't cum in her yet." Saerom watches you stroke yourself hard and quickly follows your order. She returns to find you proneboning Nagyung, hands on her lower back—this time you're not slipping out of her.

"So, hnngh, good..." Nagyung trails off, eyes rolling in her head. Despite her improved stamina over time, something about the way you're fucking her now is unmanageable. Her petite pixie body trembles as you bounce your hips off her again and again, and when you cum this time, you sink fully into Nagyung and growl.

"Take it all!" Her hands grip the sheets, tighter and tighter as you continue to fill her, until finally the heat becomes too much, she chokes a sigh out and goes limp. When you pull out you see that you've left her drooling from both holes—spit from one, cum from the other.

"God she's out again. What now?" Saerom asks. You spy the white trickle down the inside of her thigh, and the need to add to that trickle flares up.

"Want to go again? Grab one of mine?"

"Are you— Yeah, okay." Saerom almost wants to question you, but she stops short—you're sweaty, flushed with exertion from the latest round with Nagyung. You should be tired, spent, drained, yet you still want to knock her up, and it makes Saerom feel wanted like never before. When she comes back with your drink you make her wait, pulling her down next to you.

"Love shot."

"Cheesy." Saerom laughs before hooking her arm around yours, the two of you downing your shots of sex in one gulp. "It's so much stronger!" You feel a tug on your neck—she's pulling you down with her, chest heaving and legs spread. 

"You okay?" You hover over Saerom, your eyes meet, and Saerom's pupils dilate right in front of you, her grip around your neck tensing.

"Yeah I— I need you. Put a baby in me." She's still more coherent than you, because all you can manage is a simple nod. You push in, groaning as you watch Saerom's abs flex—she's gripping you tighter than before! As soon as you're in she wraps her legs around you, and she's already bucking up into you, trying to get to the fucking right away. Saerom's so tight but so wet, so easy to push into, and both of you are delirious with need.

"Fuck me, fuck me harder!" she cries into your ear, and you slam into her, drawing out yelps of pleasure. The two of you are one organism, working in tandem to produce another. Saerom whines for you to get deeper, so you push her legs back, folding her in half and letting you plunge into her tightness fully. A dull twinge runs through Saerom—either from you thumping against her cervix or from her legs being pushed so far back, but it didn't matter, so long as you cum deep in her.

"Cumming," you grunt, and Saerom quickly plays with her clit, wanting to finish with you, to have her body drain you at the perfect time. Her ankles seize around your neck, holding you there as you pour a full load straight into her womb, drowning it with potent seed. Neither of you are done though, and after a short rest period of kissing and catching your breath in between the kisses, you're ready for more.

"Doggy." You're reduced to one word sentences, but Saerom follows your actions, letting you flip her around and pull her hips up. As soon are you're hard enough you start rutting into her, humping her like it was the only thing you knew how to do. You watch her ass and thighs jiggle against you, back muscles flexing in pleasure, and you need to see more of it, so you fuck her harder, getting bigger inside her as you're back to full hardness.

"That's it, fill me up again, need your baby—" Saerom feels it too, your thrusts reaching deeper into her again, the throbbing inside her pussy becoming more insistent. Saerom finds herself moaning into a sudden kiss, her head suddenly twisted to face you.

"Our baby." Saerom whimpers into your mouth, her emotions turned up to eleven. Pinned underneath you, her tongue thrashing against yours is the only way she can express her pleasure right now, and it is twisting and tangling, wanting every part of you to hold her down and breed her.

"Give it to me, I want our baby. Lock me down and knock me up."

"This is the one." The tea is wearing off, you're more coherent now, and there's only clarity as to what's going to happen.

"Yes!" Saerom simply agrees, gasping as you start thrusting even harder.

When it happens both of you burst into loud moans of satisfaction, hot virile seed rushing out of you and into her, the biological pressures of shooting and squeezing working to fill Saerom to the very brim and then some. You collapse on top of her, breathing heavily, leaving hickeys on her neck and more than a trickle down her thighs.

"You know, I'm so glad you found the app," Saerom whispers.

"I'm so glad you found me," you argue back, kissing her tenderly.

--

Fast forward to today, somehow the plan went off without a hitch, the company is doing fine, even doing some sort of a re-launch with a few employees that ended up sticking around, but that's none of your business anymore. You have a new FROMIS to care about.

Final ROMance Is Saerom.

A/N: That's a wrap to the series. I actually started thinking and planning this during Chaeyoung's chapter, but then time was cut short by the new Fromis comeback (go check that out!). Sadly I couldn't get this out before the comeback, but because of that I get to use that Jisun pic lol. I'll still write for the members, but just wanted to put a cap on the series. Thanks for reading!

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