Puppy Punishment
I flinched at the knock. The dorm room was one of the few spaces where I could truly relax. The idea of some stranger invading it filled me with dread, and without thinking, I...
"I'll go check. Follow me."
"Y-yeah..."
I huddled behind Owner like a scared puppy, sticking close to Geon-yul's back as I timidly trailed after him. Even as the door lock clicked open and the door swung wide, my tension didn't ease.
Who could it be?
My first suspicion was the school. Sneaking into the boys' class disguised as a guy—especially as a girl from the Bitch Class—was more than enough reason for the school to punish me severely. But I worried it might be something even bigger. Maybe they'd figured out I was a possessor from another world. Honestly, from my perspective, I'd been the perfect slut raised in this world's lewd common sense back then, but who knew if they'd caught me slipping up somewhere else without me realizing. Or maybe Geon-yul's reactions had seemed suspicious. Whatever it was, I'd only know once I faced it. Clutching my pounding heart, I watched from behind as Geon-yul opened the door.
"Oh, there you are."
The door opened to reveal a single man. He didn't look scary—just like some uncle reluctantly here to do a job.
"Phew."
Just moments ago, I'd been fretting about getting incinerated, so this eased my mind a bit.
No incineration, at least.
Ever since arriving in this world, Geon-yul and I had been hyper-vigilant about incineration, so we'd done our homework. What we'd learned was that even if the government eliminated societal misfits, they wouldn't do it out in broad daylight on the street. It was usually done discreetly—quick and clean. That's why most people went through life without ever encountering the concept. Internet creepypastas about incineration were common, but actual eyewitness accounts were rare.
Suddenly, a friend who'd been showing up to school fine transfers out. Or a perfectly healthy coworker quits out of nowhere. Even the 'personal experiences' were mostly like that.
Among them, sifting through the fakes, there were a few that seemed legit. According to those, they come for you at night, kidnap you secretly, and haul you off to an incinerator. And those people were always in suspicious outfits.
"Hmm..."
By contrast, the uncle in front of me wore baggy, ordinary clothes. He sure didn't look like he was here to incinerate us, so I poked my head out a little more.
"Wh-what brings you here...?"
"Well, it's about... You're Yoo Chae-a from the Bitch Class, right? The one who snuck into the boys' class in disguise yesterday?"
"......"
Why ask it so bluntly? I ducked back behind Geon-yul, perking up my ears.
"Yes, that's me..."
"Man, why'd you do that? Anyway, per school rules, you've been sentenced to puppy punishment starting tomorrow, so I'm here to install surveillance cameras in your dorm room."
"What?! Surveillance cameras?!"
Geon-yul jumped in shock, eyes going wide. I was just as stunned. I didn't even know what puppy punishment was, let alone why they'd put cameras in our room. I was totally lost.
"Ask the teachers about the details. I'm just here to install the cameras as per the contract. See?"
The paper he held out was covered in fine print listing school rules, stating that I'd been given puppy punishment accordingly. It even had the teacher's official stamp, so no room for doubt.
What the hell is going on...?
How had they decided on punishment so fast after I passed out? And why was I even getting punished? The Coach had said he'd cover for me with the school...
"We need to go see the Coach."
I needed an explanation.
Without knowing what was going on, we let the strange uncle into the room and watched him install cameras everywhere except the bathroom. Then we got ready and headed to the soccer club room.
Thankfully, the players and managers were there as usual. Practice was on today, and Geon-yul had skipped it just to look after me. Now that I knew, I felt guilty, but he didn't seem to mind.
"Oh, there you are."
The players were busy training, so Geon-yul and I approached where the managers and Coach were gathered. Ye-rin was brushing her yellow-dyed hair, and Ha-eun was on her knees between the Coach's legs, something in her mouth.
Slurp— Slurp—
"I have a question."
I ignored the lewd sounds that made even me blush and cut straight to it with the Coach.
"What happened with this?"
"With what?"
"The cross-dressing! You said you'd pull strings so I wouldn't get harsh punishment!"
"......Huh, isn't puppy punishment fine?"
I paused mid-sentence. Come to think of it, I still didn't know what puppy punishment was. The Coach had originally promised no punishment at all, but I'd never really expected that anyway, so whatever.
"What's puppy punishment?"
"What, you in Bitch Class don't even know that?"
"Well, I... Mmph!"
"Ha-eun, just suck dick."
"Eek, so rough...♡"
For a second, I thought he suspected me, but thankfully, the mood passed. Ha-eun tried to answer but got grabbed by the hair, so Ye-rin stepped in.
"Puppy punishment—you know, living like a real dog for a few days. Like maintaining that state all day during walking class."
"Walking class..."
On all fours, barely any clothes allowed, grunting and barking. I had no idea why our Coach was acting like this was a light punishment to feel safe about, but Ye-rin's explanation made it click.
"So... treated not like a person, but a real dog."
"Yep. But you're a bitch anyway, right? Not that horrific."
I had nothing to say. To women in this world—or at least Bitch Class girls—this was just a light tap on the palm with a ruler, not torture.
"Pfft!"
Meanwhile, Jin Ha-eun—who knew I wasn't used to this world's common sense and hadn't even been a woman once—burst out laughing mid-blowjob. It pissed me off, but now wasn't the time to nitpick.
"The guy you used as a body double admitted fault for ditching school secretly, and Coach pulled strings to keep it at that. Normally, sneaking into the boys' class in disguise gets you in big trouble."
"I get that, but... Sigh, no helping it. Why'd Coach even ask me for this...!"
I glared at him accusingly, and he and Ye-rin chuckled in unison like they'd rehearsed it.
"Brat, we heard everything. You messed up too, right?"
"If you hadn't gone into heat and clung to Geon-yul, it'd have ended fine~ Pffft, couldn't even last a day? Acting all prim on the outside, but Chae-a's the sluttiest manager, huh."
"......Th-that's!"
No comeback for that. The close calls during cross-dressing? Twice. Once desperate to pee, once masturbating alone in class. Both times, my own horny delusions got me.
"Fine, sorry..."
I wanted to argue that Ha-eun or Ye-rin would've made an even lewder scene, but realized it was pointless and dropped it.
"Gonna be tough for the next few days. Punishment's a week, I think? I heard some stuff—gotta stick to me the whole time, no more going to Bitch Class."
"R-really? That far?"
"Yeah, just got the guide text. Asked around too. Gotta buy some stuff on the way back."
"Ugh, sorry. Making you go through all this."
"Nah, it's fine. Not all your fault—mine too for not holding back."
"Uwaaah..."
While I talked with the Coach and managers, Geon-yul had glanced at the other players' faces and returned, resting both hands on my shoulders. I instinctively turned, but his face was too close, so I faced forward again.
No, it's my fault...
Sure, I'd tempted him, but he'd gone along. Still, my lack of self-control had put Geon-yul in a bind, and that gnawed at me. Would he think I was a hassle? Had my score dropped in his eyes? That worried me most.
Am I an idiot? Screwing over a guy and then enjoying the flirt vibes alone...
Lost in self-deprecation, Geon-yul teasingly joked to lighten the mood.
"Hmm, shopping spree after ages. What first?"
"Basics first... What do we need?"
"Puppy pads, dog play food, water bowl..."
"Hwaaaang...!"
"Wh-why are you crying?!"
The thought of a week as a non-human dog already terrified me.