Folder of Desire: Dreams Turned Reality

[MC POV]

It was two o'clock in the morning.

I opened the door to the cabin with the alarm sounding.

Then it felt quite different from before.

It was a truly strange feeling to feel strangely dizzy.

I put my entire body inside the cabin.

At the same time, it becomes dark before my eyes, and my entire consciousness moves somewhere.

'… Huh? Uh, huh?'

It felt like riding a roller coaster, soaring high into the sky.

Before I knew it, I opened my eyes to a new world—a dreamlike realm where clouds formed the ground.

Below me, the dreamscapes of several partners stretched out, and among them was Kang Miyeon's.

'What? She is having a nightmare, right?'

Even in her dreams, Kang Miyeon was fighting with her husband.

'Why do they keep shouting and pointing at each other?'

Then, she started crying as if the conversation wasn't working.

'It's bad, it's bad. They say marriage is crazy.'

Even a woman who makes that much money was going crazy.

If I didn't have the power to have sex, I wouldn't have been able to dream of such a simple harem.

It was a moment when I felt even more grateful and loyal to mythical Evelyn Studio.

As if the studio was listening to my thoughts, an event shoot was planned just in time.

It was adultery porn centered on Kang Miyeon.

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〈 The twisted desires of a sexless couple #1 〉

• Main concept: NTR

• Detailed concept: Show off adultery, corruption, and dreams.

• Male actor: Kang Minhyuk

• Actress: Kang Miyeon

• Filming Location: Dream Cabin

• Filming date: 02:00 today

• Reference: NTRR017

• Progress: 0%

• Completeness: 0%

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"Oh?"

I can use my dream cabin like this too.

If I film the video here, all kinds of impossible fantasies become possible.

When I thought about it, I didn't realize that it wasn't just a piece of equipment but that it might even function as a studio in itself.

That's how I chose Kang Miyeon's dream on the clouds.

As I watched where she was, her consciousness naturally became possessed by her dream.

"… Ugh.."

It would be better if I didn't have that unpleasant feeling of my internal organs being pulled.

When I came to my senses and looked around, I was in front of her house.

The scenery was so vivid that it felt like a dream world.

With that strange sensation lingering, I touched my skin. The clarity of my senses was just like reality—it truly felt as if I had stepped into another world.

Out of curiosity, I looked down and immediately received feedback. At this level, I could definitely enjoy myself.

"…Alright, let's see. Let's test how far my control extends."

Though I had never learned how to manipulate this world, I could feel it intuitively.

I opened my palm and imagined an apple. Instantly, a real apple appeared in my hand.

Next, I focused on the apartment's front door and changed its color. The dull gray-white steel transformed into a soft pink in an instant.

However, further manipulation proved difficult. Changing the door's shape or material was beyond my ability.

"It seems there are some limitations."

Even so, this level of control was more than enough.

With a thought, my clothes transformed into a stylish suit.

Without hesitation, I rang the apartment bell.

—Ding-dong.

Soon after hearing the ringtone, Kang Miyeon appeared.

She looked at my face and was very surprised.

"… Huh? Masseur Minhyuk? How did you get here?"

I responded naturally, as if it were the most obvious thing. After all, this was a dream—one where nothing was set in stone. I could shape it however I pleased.

"What do you mean? You invited me. We were supposed to have a glass of wine together. Have you already forgotten?"

—Snap!

With a flick of my fingers, a luxurious bottle of wine appeared out of thin air.

Kang Miyeon eyed it with a puzzled expression, adjusting her glasses before eventually nodding and opening the door.

"…Did I? Sorry, I've been a bit out of it lately."

"Haha. You look exhausted. Let's drink too much tonight and forget about everything."

As I stepped inside, my gaze swept across the living room.

Her husband was sprawled on the couch, scratching his stomach while watching TV.

I once again snapped my fingers and sent her husband to the bedroom.

And then he changed to a sleeping state.

"What is it? I guess your husband is sleeping?"

"… Huh? No. On the sofa right now. Huh?"

"He's not there?"

"… When did he go to bed? Anyway, please come in."

She was wearing plain pajamas.

It was hard to get a sexy vibe like this.

I immediately changed her outfit into a transparent wine-colored slip dress.

She didn't even seem to notice that her clothes had changed.

"Then excuse me."

After entering Kang Miyeon's house, I naturally followed her to her kitchen.

She started looking through her refrigerator, looking for something to go with her drink.

I approached behind her, pretending to help her find it.

─Seuuk

"…Oh, my. What are you doing?"

She looks behind her in confusion.

A shy blush appeared under the rimless glasses.

I openly rubbed my dick against Kang Miyeon's butt.

Then I stretched out my arm and rummaged around inside the refrigerator.

"What should I do? I'll find a drink that I like."

─Cow coo coo coo

My gradually hardening meat sticks press down on her soft buttocks beyond the suit.

Kang Miyeon gently bit her lip as if feeling that heavy majesty.

"… Masseur Minhyuk. I think you are too close."

"It's not close. Just this much is normal."

─Kkuuk

"… Ah♥"

She leaned her upper body against the refrigerator as if she were being pushed down by a recoil.

Thanks to this, I found myself in a strange position, as if I were in a junior position.

I grabbed her waist with both hands, pretending to support her.

Then, as I push into my pillar once, her plump thighs firmly grab hold of my dick.

Kang Miyeon, surprised by this, jumped up and turned around behind her.

Then, she continued to look at my lower body with her trembling eyes.

"… Masseur Minhyuk. You can't do this. I have a husband and a child."

But I pretended nothing was wrong and answered by pointing to my dick.

"Haha... This? It just happens like this sometimes. It's not like it's gotten any bigger, right? There's nothing strange about it. Would you like to touch it?"

Then, I take her hand and lead her, and she pulls her hand away as if she were startled.

She keeps glancing towards her room, where her son was sleeping.

Although she had a falling out with her husband, she seemed to truly care for her son.

As Kang Miyeon looked back, her fair cleavage was revealed through her slip.

I couldn't tell because it was covered by the gown, but it had a great volume that seemed to be an E cup.

She must have sensed my explicit gaze, so she quickly closed her slip and covered her cleavage.

But it seemed like she didn't just hate that gaze.

It must be quite embarrassing to be perceived as a woman by a young male.

I slowly pushed my head into Kang Miyeon's neck.

Then I became so tight that she couldn't even push her away.

When I put my head against her as if I was going to kiss her, she eventually closes her eyes.

Cutely, she didn't just refuse but seemed to prepare her mind.

But instead of kissing her, I simply reached behind her and pulled out the chicken tenders she had been hiding.

She waited, expecting something else, but when nothing happened, she slowly opened one eye, confusion written on her face.

The moment she saw my mischievous smile, her cheeks flushed a deep red.

"…Hey!"

"Hehe... I really like this product. The fries are thin and soft."

She clenched her fists with a very excited expression.

I asked calmly with a sly smile.

"Why? Did you expect something strange?"

"…"

She didn't respond because she was upset.

I then wrapped my arms around Kang Miyeon's waist and forced her to sit at the table.

Then I poured some wine and filled a glass full of wine for us.

─Squeak

"Actually, I was a little excited when the director invited me. You're quite the beauty—and sexy, too."

"…Hmph. Is that just lip service?"

She lifted her glass and took a deep gulp of wine, as if using alcohol to escape the stress of her husband.

"Ah, of course, it's just lip service. But if we're talking about you, Director, you're still very much in your prime. You have a great body, and your skin is firm."

"…Hearing that, I'd say you've already had plenty to drink."

"Haha, maybe. But you know, men sometimes feel a stronger desire for mature women. How should I put it? It's like this wine—the longer it ages, the richer and more refined its taste becomes. It's not something young people can replicate. The flavor is simply different."

Perhaps the comparison to wine sounded sensual to her because she shot me a sharp glare.

"…Masseur Minhyuk, what exactly are you implying? You didn't come here for that reason, did you?"

I grinned at her question and slowly reached out my finger, tracing a delicate circle on the back of her hand that held the wine glass.

"What if that is my reason? Are you going to kick me out?"

"…"

She remained silent, staring at my fingertip as if entranced.

Each time I drew a slow circle, the air between us grew heavier, charged with an unspoken tension. My breathing deepened in response to the electric sensation between us.

I lifted my hand, resting it under her chin, my palm opening as if inviting her in.

Like a snake coiling around its prey, my fingers wrapped around hers, their touch lingering.

Her eyes wavered, unfocused, as though intoxicated—not just by the wine, but by something else entirely.

I gently raised my own glass and held it out toward Kang Miyeon.

"Oh my. My glass is empty. If you want to continue drinking with me, Director, please pour as much as you want."

Kang Miyeon swallows her saliva once at that secret message.

She looks at my gaze and picks up the wine bottle.

Then she started pouring wine into the glass.

─Squeak

She fills more than half the glass.

This clearly showed how hungry she was.

In the end, her desire spilled over the cup and onto her table.

She looked at me with eyes shining with lust.

That was Kang Miyeon's answer.