One evening, the house smelled of curry and garlic. Tae was humming softly, standing barefoot in the kitchen, completely naked except for Kook’s apron tied around her waist. Her heavy tits swung with every stir of the pot, dripping milk now and then, her ass jiggling when she bent over to reach the lower shelf.

She thought Kook would come home as himself. But instead, the sound of the door slamming open made her freeze.