I slump onto the couch, exhausted.
The trailer for a hit ○Flix drama, *Sex Is True Love*, flickers across the screen.
"You're one of *those* girls? Saying let's date, let's love, but all you wanted was sex!?"
"Sex *is* love! I'm a woman too. Can't I want a fuckbuddy?"
"Disgusting. Truly, Yoo-jin!"
*…*
A women's drama like this? Legendary.
Who am I supposed to root for?
With my raging libido, I get why the woman's desperate. Easier to vibe with her.
Comments pop up:
"Pussy's so horny, can't help it."
"Acting's solid, but the cock CGI's obvious."
"Clit's hard AF."
"The guy's sudden sex-drive explosion in the second half is peak female fantasy lol. Real guys don't do that 😂."
└ "Pussy caught never meeting a real man."
└ "Plenty of guys give it good. Pussy-pounding too."
└ "The lead's decent. She nursed him 3 years, bought a house, got revenge—did everything! Pussy-pounding's the least he can do!!"
Porn-level reviews on a mainstream show? Dizzying.
Sex, sex, sex.
How cock-crazed are these women?
If mainstream's this wild, the underground's gotta be—yup, massive cocks railing girls like animals. Not that different from the old world, minus the obsession with close-ups of balls, dicks, or guy's asses. Overkill.
But I've always liked sleazy genres, so it doesn't feel *wrong*. Never really thought about how scarce men are here.
Big-dick actors don't exist, so they use AI composites. Like old-world Instagram girls with filtered-out faces?
"Big cock" debates are hot in female spaces.
*But beauties existed, right?*
Some women were genuinely hot.
So…
In Reboot World, am I one of the rare *real* ones?
*Doesn't change much.*
My shut-in life's rock-solid.
Sure, I've fucked easy—Harin, Dahye—but I'm not flashing my cock in public. Girls won't swarm me.
My world's tiny. Blind dates, clubs, bars? No overlap with normie meet-cutes.
Not complaining.
Calling a fuckbuddy for sex—often—is perfect for a loser like me.
I'll guard my loser life.
Even if I'm rare, conquering every pussy or building a harem? Unimaginable.
Sounds exhausting, no?
Lots of hot girlfriends would feel great, but I can't handle it. Too much drama.
I can't live like that.
"Garbage day."
Time to move. Today's quest.
Laundry's piling up—bedsheets soaked from sex, even spares are in the wash.
Focus on chores, then game.
I stuff trash into a 50L bag and step out of Sekyung Villa. Sun's dipping, not quite night.
"Huh?"
Dropping the bag, I freeze at an odd sight.
In the parking lot… a crater.
A 10-meter-wide fucking *crater*.
No other word for it.
When did this happen? Meteor hit my yard?
Villa's intact, so that's a miracle. Random as hell.
Police tape-like cords scream "keep out."
Must've been a circus, and I, a resident, missed it. Legendary.
Well…
For shut-ins like me, it's normal. Sometimes I step out, see new buildings, and I'm shocked.
*Reboot trace?*
Makes sense. That day changed everything.
Brushing my hands, about to head back—
"Oh."
"Uh."
"Hm?"
I lock eyes with three college girls from the nearby academy. Panic. Girls like them don't notice me unless it's "your boyfriend's over there." They'd scowl within 5 meters.
But they're *staring*, over five 5 seconds. Freaky.
Never happened…
Wait.
Except when scary bully girls surrounded me, beating me for cash!
My body auto-switches to panic mode, tensing up.
Unfazed, the tall, busty girl in the middle locks eyes with me.
*Fuck.*
Bully vibes.
Bully leggings girl!
Never actually bullied me, but I label her that in my head.
She's got that aura.
A raw, stunning cat-like face that freezes losers like me. Long, glossy blonde hair under a black cap, a ripped crop top showing her tiny waist and flat stomach. Below, black leggings cling like body paint, hugging her thick thighs.
Is she… smoking?
Her friends seem tamer, innocent. The left one's got braided hair, a crossbody bag, short skirt but normal attire. The other's got droopy eyes, a lazy vibe.
All gorgeous. The blonde's got that Harin-level intimidation.
I'm bigger, but I'm *scared*.
Ten-second stare-down.
Deep breath, telling myself nothing's gonna happen—
"…Cock," the innocent-looking one mutters.
"?"
Then, in unison:
"Cock spotted!"
"Grab it!"
The "innocent" girl charges at me!
*Whoosh!!*
"F-Fuck! What!?"
I bolt the other way.
Why run!?
Random girls yelling "cock spotted" and chasing me—what else do I do?
Primal fear floods my brain.
"Cock detected!!"
"Cock's escaping!!"
"Catch it!!"
"Deploy the Mangudai!!"
*Eeeeek!!*
What'd I do wrong!?
Instinct screams danger, but it's comical—a chubby loser chased by three college girls.
What happens if they catch me?
"Grab that cock!"
"Cock, stop!"
"Cock!! Cock's running!!"
My name's not Cock!!
Chanting "cock, cock," they corner me in an alley, giggling like it's a game. PTSD's kicking in.
"Cock hunt success."
The blonde, hands on hips, smirks.
Knew it! Bully leggings girl!
"Hehe."
"Show us your cock, mister."
Why're these "innocent" girls so filthy?
*Reboot event?*
Thought I'd avoid sex unless I whipped it out, but here I am, ambushed by girls demanding my cock.
"Cock. Cock."
"Cock!"
They rub their tits, and I'm half-thrilled, half-panicked.
Am I getting arrested?
Old-world morals clash with this insanity, my brain short-circuiting.
"Pfft!"
The blonde doffs her cap, flipping her long blonde hair, laughing with a pure, venomless smile.
Gorgeous…
"Scared, mister?"
"He's legit spooked."
"Relax, mister. Just a prank~."
"Oh… Haha…"
Phew. Just a joke.
Thought cock-hunting was Reboot's norm…
*Pop.*
The blonde sucks her lollipop, eyeing me with a coy tilt.
"You live in that villa?"
"Uh, yeah? Sekyung Villa?"
"Yup."
"Yeah, I do."
Surprisingly polite.
And… not a cigarette, a lollipop. Shows how rattled I was.
"I live there too. First time seeing someone like you."
"I'm, uh, not very active."
"You a shut-in?"
"…! …!!"
Whoa.
First meeting, and she calls me a shut-in?
Do I *look* that pathetic? (I do.)
Still…
"?"
I start to argue, but her innocent, curious gaze stops me.
Some people—extroverts—say rude shit without malice.
She's genuinely asking…
*And she's right…*
Admitting I'm a shut-in feels wrong, though.
"Don't call adults that."
"…"
"…"
*Pop pop.*
Her lollipop-sucking draws my eye.
Her tongue flicks out.
No, no. Don't get hard. Not now.
"Sorin, he's freaking out. What do we do?"
"Don't worry, mister. We're not thugs."
Then let me go!
You're hot, but this is suffocating.
The lazy-eyed girl giggles, "We won't ask for a free cock show. Got cash. 100,000 won?"
Prostitution drift?
"…"
Sorin, the blonde, just stares.
"I got 30,000."
"Me too. Sorin, let's split the cock. You cover the rest."
They pool money, offering it.
I'm beyond shocked—I'm in space.
Lollipop-sucking Sorin smirks, "Wanna show your cock, mister?"
"No way."
"He's not falling for it."
Think I would!?
Don't push me into street prostitution!
My morals aren't *that* broken, even if I'm a trashy loser creaming sister-pussy!
Giggling, they pocket the cash, amused by cornering me.
"Don't walk around defenseless at dusk, mister."
"Yeah, yeah. What if horny pussies like us eat you up?"
"Your face screams big dick!"
"…"
Sexual harassment?
Hard to process, but I guess that's it.
"Big cock, right, mister?"
"Big cock?"
"Huuuge, yeah?"
They harmonize, pressuring me.
My cock's hardening. It's got no sense.
Getting horny in front of chirping college girls.
"…"
Should I whip it out? What happens?
They're bold—probably won't snitch.
Still, no courage to drop my pants.
"Ugh, boring."
"Last time, promise."
"Get home safe, mister."
"Uh, yeah…"
Suddenly polite again.
Guess it was a prank.
*Bow.*
Knowing they were rude, the cock-hunt trio bows in apology…
"While bowing!!"
"Cock open!"
"Gotta see it! Small's fine, just sh—…?"
*Whoosh!*
In sync, they yank my pants down.
Easy-pull track pants and boxers slide right off.
No time to react. Never imagined college girls pranking me like this at my age.
My hard cock springs free, hitting the cool air, standing tall.
"Hah."
"Uh?"
"What?"
They freeze, like they saw something unthinkable.