Yu Chaerin, the Internet Addict

Yu Chaerin was quite the internet addict.

It was only natural. After all, her job involved broadcasting to a large audience, so she had to be sensitive to public opinion.

Her editor advised her to hold back, as it could be stressful, but fortunately, Chaerin wasn't one to react to every single comment.

And she genuinely liked the internet to begin with. Ever since her university days, her hobby had been to scroll through various *shitposts* on online forums and chuckle. One might call her a sociable internet phantom.

As such, she was well aware of the various rumors circulating on the [Demon's Saga] gallery... commonly known as 'Akgael'. Naturally, she had seen many posts related to the NPC, 'Yor'. Most of them were posts where users freely expressed their desires.

He was quite a popular 'Man' NPC among Users, and since NPCs couldn't see the internet anyway, it was a perfect Space for *Monsters* whose brains were controlled by their *Lower Bodies* to run wild.

[I really want to *fuck* him just once.]

I wonder what Yor, this man, is like in bed...? He looks a bit scary on the outside, but he'd probably be shy in bed lol. Like, as soon as they take their clothes off, his face would turn red and he'd be all flustered and hesitant. Then I'd take the lead and *eheheh*...

It's dawn now, no wonder the forum atmosphere is so *fucking* disgusting. Reply: But it's a good place for those *fucking* bastards to run wild, isn't it? Reply: What's this *bastard* doing that he's only just realized it's dawn?

These kinds of posts were often seen circulating on Akgael. Conversely, there were also posts like “Being *fucked* would be good too. I want to be *fucked* senseless until I pass out,” or even slanderous ones suggesting “He might be surprisingly small down there.”

Yu Chaerin sometimes felt a strange sense of superiority while reading them. Unlike those who merely *shitposted* about their desires, she was a true “19+ Mode Owner” who had actually experienced “19+ Mode” with him.

Thanks to this, posts suggesting he'd be shy during sex or get tired quickly made her scoff. The same went for posts like “I want to be *fucked*.” If they actually experienced it, they wouldn't say such things!

His sexual appetite was much... much, much, much stronger than she imagined. She almost wished she could share him. Honestly, handling this man alone was a bit much for her.

It was the same now. A few days after the Altar was destroyed, Chaerin visited his Cave as usual.

Ah, perfect timing. Take off your clothes.

Huh? Ah, no, wait a minute— *Ugh*, just a second—

After that, she was suddenly stripped of her clothes and was being *fucked*.

He greeted her with a grin, and it didn't take long for him to subdue her body.

It was a fairly common sight, though not explicitly mentioned. Yor, who lived in the Forest, often felt bored, and nothing made time pass faster than sex.

The intensity even grew over time; at first, he only touched Chaerin during Berserk State B. Now, whenever they were alone, he would touch her incessantly. Just like now.

*Slurp... smack...*

Vulgar sounds of fellatio quietly echoed in the silent Cave. This was usually a pre-coital ritual. This involved getting off once or twice beforehand.

Only with such preparation could her stamina barely endure. Chaerin realized that having a large “down there” wasn't always a good thing. Her jaw often ached from holding it for so long.

Of course, if asked if she disliked this situation, the honest answer was absolutely not.

After all, he was a 'man' whom anyone would call handsome, and there was no way she could feel bad with such a 'man' seeking her body like this.

In fact, she would sometimes fall into ecstasy during sex, wondering if it was a dream. Occasionally, Chaerin would even initiate it herself. Even now, as she sucks his dick, her pussy is slowly getting wet.

But... there was still a limit to everything! Even twice was considered a lot, but this man would take several hours for a single session. Sometimes, when they were entwined like this, she'd get confused whether she was playing a VR RPG game or a VR Adult game.

*Splurt—! Splurt—!

As she was thinking that, Yor began to ejaculate.

A slightly warm, milky fluid flowed down Chaerin's throat.

*Gulp, gulp...*

*Ugh— *Gag*...*

The surprisingly large amount brought small tears to Chaerin's eyes. But even as she grimaced, she swallowed all the semen, preventing it from dripping down. It would have been a waste to spill the cum he'd just shot. The fact that she was consuming her 'Man's' semen added to the situational arousal.

She almost instinctively brought her finger to her wet pussy. But that was only for a moment... she stopped her hand with superhuman patience.

*...No, not yet.*

If she masturbated now, it would feel even better for the moment, but her stamina definitely wouldn't last. Wouldn't it be better to hold back now and have even more pleasurable sex later?

*Phew— Hngh... Haa...*

After a short break, she resumed her service. She rubbed her breasts against his dick, and then put his dick back into her mouth.

If she turned her head up, she could see Yor looking down at her with a sensual expression.

Good girl. You're doing well.

Each time, Chaerin had to resist the urge to touch her tingling *Lower Body*. Honestly, she felt this kind of service suited her preferences quite well.

It was one of the few times she could create a romantic atmosphere. Seeing him look at her so tenderly brought a considerable mental pleasure. Although it was a survival method she had to choose due to stamina, she genuinely liked these moments.

After she had somewhat drained his stamina with superhuman patience, they lay down on the blanket, entwined.

If the foreplay just now was Chaerin's favorite part, then what followed was Yor's most preferred situation. Namely, thrusting into her already thoroughly heated *Lower Body*.

Her dazed eyes from arousal, her *Vaginal Opening* glistening with lubricant, and her breathless *Moaning Sound*—all those small things aroused him.

Yor watched her for a moment, then plunged his dick straight into her.

*Hngh...!*

With a short *Scream*, Chaerin's pussy smoothly swallowed his dick. Thanks to the long foreplay, a thrilling pleasure, rather than stinging pain, coursed through her spine this time.

At times like this, it was truly a shame that the synchronization rate was only 90%. It feels so good even now, so just how incredible would 100% *Sense* be?

When she thought like this, Chaerin felt a mix of excitement and a little fear. She wondered if her brain might actually melt from the pleasure.

But she didn't have much time to savor such sensations. Because while her *Sense* was reduced by 10%, the time she spent experiencing this pleasure was excruciatingly long.

*Ugh— Haa... Haa...!*

Thwack—! Thwack—! The sounds of flesh colliding echoed continuously. His rough hand gripped Chaerin's breasts roughly. And even that touch added to the fuel of pleasure. With each *Piston Action*, sticky lubricant flowed from her vagina.

*Mmm, hngh...! A little, just a little slower...!*

Chaerin, as always, simply endured the surging pleasure with all her might.

*Haa... Heuh... Hek...*

How much time had passed, how many times had I come, how many times had she come?

I don't bother to count and remember such things.

Thinking about it only makes me marvel at my own stamina, and counting every single one felt a bit gay.

Instead, when I felt my body getting sufficiently heavy, I released her from my embrace.

Pop.

With a slightly vulgar sound, milky white fluid flowed from Chaerin's vagina. She simply lay on the blanket, panting as usual.

I quietly enjoyed the throbbing sensation in my dick. It might sound strange, but I secretly enjoyed this throbbing sensation after sex.

It was as if it proved I had enjoyed sex with all my might, wasn't it?

I covered Chaerin, who was sprawled on the floor, with a blanket and thought.

I feel like my libido is getting stronger these days.

It felt like I was lasting longer than before. For now, I lightly dismissed it as just a feeling. It wasn't a noticeable difference, and I'd also accumulated a lot of pent-up energy from several recent trips.

Besides, I was still in the prime of my life, so I figured it was possible.

Anyway, I finished a long-awaited enjoyable sex session with that.

But I still had one hurdle left. This time, it was a matter of my very life. If I succumbed to the Demon, I would become a Demon-person. I looked at the panting Chaerin and said:

"Oh, by the way, I've had Berserk State A trigger three times in a row recently, you know?"

"*Haa... Haa...*"

"So, next time, it's definitely going to be B..."

*Flinc—*

At those words, Chaerin's body froze. Was it just my imagination? A faint trace of fear seemed to flash in her eyes for a moment.

Regardless, I smiled gently as I looked into her eyes. And then I said.

I'll be counting on you then, too, okay?

Her hand trembled violently for a moment, like someone gripped by terror.

*Hmm.*

It was probably just my imagination. I thought that and moved on.

*

*Hiss—!* After playing [Demon's Saga]... no, after running the VR Adult Game Simulator. Chaerin Logged out of the game shortly after.

And returning to Reality, she couldn't help but swallow a curse.

*Damn it...*

The bottom of the chair in her VR Capsule was soaking wet. Could it be that while she was logged in to the game, her real body had also leaked fluid...?

It was plausible. Mental pleasure was, after all, connected to the body. While understandable, a wet seat was not ideal.

What the. Ugh, changing this is such a hassle...

She grumbled but still found a spare seat cover and replaced it. Fortunately, the Game Company seemed to have anticipated such Player difficulties, selling spare covers cheaply.

She wondered how many seat covers she'd changed like this already.

*Hoo...*

After doing laundry and taking a bath, she quietly lay down on her bed. She had clearly had sex in the game, but her real body felt heavy too.

The game being too realistic is a problem.

Last time, she even caught a cold and body aches from playing. She even wondered if she had truly been to another world.

Perhaps because her body felt heavy, she felt his upcoming Berserk State, due in a few weeks, was even more terrifying.

Honestly, today's session was just a prelude. Her body was a bit tired, but she hadn't passed out, and her consciousness had remained intact until the end, hadn't it?

In his sober state, he was actually quite considerate of Chaerin. Though it might seem like he was rough, he would stop exactly when he was satisfied and just before Chaerin passed out. If she said it was too hard, he would sometimes take it slower.

But it was different when Berserk State triggered. Then, he would truly go at it like a beast starved for days...! He didn't care if Chaerin passed out or not. No matter how much she begged him to be gentle, he wouldn't stop.

At that time, Yor was already struggling to control himself. His mind was already chaotic with the Demon whispering, so he had no room to listen to her voice.

Suddenly, a Demon from old stories came to Chaerin's mind.

The Incubus. A Demon said to charm women with its attractive appearance, drain their life force, and kill them.

Perhaps because she was a Manifestor, Chaerin thought that she was no different from an Incubus during her Berserk State. They say it's usually women who drain the life force, but somehow, it was the opposite for her.

*I might actually die...!*

Because of this, she thought with fear. Death by sex during a game? Was this a luxury or not? One thing was clear: her death would be a cautionary tale for bards to sing of foolishness.

Anyway, she was afraid of Berserk State. The pleasure would undoubtedly be immense, but the aftermath would be hard to handle. Especially since her stamina had already dropped significantly from recent consecutive sex sessions.

Because of this, Chaerin had an idea. Seriously, offering someone else as a Sacrifice instead of herself. 'Sacrifice' might sound a bit harsh... but anyway.

The thought of him sleeping with someone else felt a bit strange, but it was time to admit that she couldn't handle him alone anymore.

Of course, she couldn't just 'throw' anyone at him. That would be a bit much, even for her. She needed someone who had a deep connection with him and was also close to her.

*Ah.*

Just then, a person came to her mind. Chaerin quietly took out her phone.