The Common Sense of Reading Comments
"Scores are out."
After returning to the dormitory and submitting the sex video I'd shot with Geon-yul to the teacher, that wasn't the only thing I had to focus on during exam period. I tackled the other tests one by one, and time flew by. Then one day, the alternative assignment scores went up on the school site—and I'd boldly snagged a perfect score.
Should I be happy about this or not?
Of course, getting a good grade was something to celebrate, but thinking about how I'd had to fuck that arousingly to earn it left me with complicated feelings. Plus, scoring too high could put me in a tough spot, which made it even worse.
Good thing I bombed the other tests on purpose.
If I'd aced everything else too, I might've gotten bumped up to Woman Class or Bitch Class. Getting all the way to Woman Class wouldn't be so bad, but hovering awkwardly around Female Bitch Class would've been a problem.
This should be safe enough.
A rough calculation showed I was safely below the line, so the tension eased. Relaxing back into the chair, Geon-yul came over and peered at the monitor over my shoulder.
"Nice score."
"Ah, yeah, thanks to you."
"Not getting promoted to Female Bitch Class or anything, right?"
"Probably not. I tanked the others. Not a hundred percent sure, but I can probably stay in Bitch Class."
"……Hmm, really?"
I shot back at his lecherous expression. "Hey, you think I want to be your bitch? I'm just stuck like this. Don't get the wrong idea."
"Who said I was getting any ideas? I didn't say a word."
"……."
Arguing more would be pointless, so I huffily turned my head away. Truth be told, I was grateful to Geon-yul for fucking me at my request—and way better than I'd expected. I couldn't have gotten a perfect score on the Sex Studies alternative assignment without his help. No way I could've done it alone. You need a palm to clap for sound, and a cock in the pussy to make it pound.
And it's not like a stamina monster who can cum over six times in one night grows on trees.
It definitely wasn't something I pulled off solo. I thanked him again, sincerely this time.
"Eh, forget it. Anyway, did you check the porn site? I edited and uploaded that video."
"……No, not yet. How's the reaction?"
"See for yourself."
On top of studying for exams, Geon-yul had edited the sex video we'd sent the teacher and uploaded it to a porn site. He'd probably spent a ton of time beeping out our names—since we called them out a lot—and mosaicking our faces.
With that much effort, I hoped the response was good. Click, click. Sitting side by side with Geon-yul, I maneuvered the mouse to the site where we'd uploaded the sex video. I'd never checked the reactions myself, but he'd told me about it, so I remembered.
"This the one?"
"Yeah, already over 100k views. Check it out."
Sure enough. Even though it hadn't been up long, the thumbnail with my silhouette curves and Geon-yul's muscled body was plastered on the site's main page under "Rising."
The title was 'Bitch Childhood Friend 1'. Our video had been so long that he'd split it into a series. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5…… There were five parts in the Bitch Childhood Friend series. Part 5 had fewer views than 1, but that was normal for serialized stuff. Considering that, the drop-off was pretty small.
"By the way…… did you come up with the title?"
"Yeah?"
"What's 'Bitch Childhood Friend'? So embarrassing."
"Then suggest a better one. That's all I could think of."
"Sigh, fine. I'll just skim the reactions."
I hit play without further ado. The setup looked like amateur AV, with a killer-bodied woman and a ripped guy.
Oh…….
Even with faces censored, knowing it was me made it hit harder. My face burned knowing the woman inside was about to get railed and scream like a maniac.
"Ugh, um, so that's how it feels. No need to watch more since we know the content."
[Owner and □□'s, Altered Common Sense World Pervert Schoolgirl Sex……♡]
The parts with my real name, Chae-a, were properly beeped out. Safe. I stopped the video right before the dialogue I couldn't bear to hear and switched to comments.
"Before you scroll down……"
"Yeah?"
I paused my finger at Geon-yul's voice and listened.
"Just so you know, the reactions are good. Really good…… but it might be a shock to you, so brace yourself."
"……That bad?"
"Kinda. Lots of sexual harassment, y'know."
"What, sexual harassment on a porn site? Big deal. Bitches get harassed. I was a guy once, so I get what commenters are thinking. And not everyone's like that—just a few."
"Uh, yeah. Bold, I like it."
I talked big, but when it came time to scroll, I chickened out. What if it was worse than expected? I thought I was immune to harassment comments, but not when they were about me.
"……Just read them for me."
"Help you out? Do you really need to? You could just ignore them."
"I'm curious. Can't help it."
"Haa…… Fine. I'll skip the really bad ones and read. Close your eyes or turn around."
"Okay."
I turned away, suppressing my pounding heart. With Geon-yul filtering, I could gauge reactions safely. But his words got me thinking.
Why seek out comments full of harassment on my sex video……?
I'd brushed it off as curiosity, but that was a lie. Probably. That night of peak satisfaction. I wanted to hear guys get horny over me back then and spew their filth. Casual, low-class harassment tossed out without a thought. Treated not as a woman or person, but jerk-off material. I craved the humiliation. And hearing it in Geon-yul's voice? Perfection.
I denied it outwardly, but deep down, this was the truth screaming out.
Am I really into that……?
Getting turned on by pain was pervy enough, but harassment and degradation? Worse. How'd I end up in this cursed body with these tastes? Must've pissed off a god before isekai-ing here. No other explanation.
"Ahem, okay, first one……."
"U-uh-huh."
"What the……!"
"Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just reading."
I bit my lip and nodded. I hadn't even gotten pregnant yet, let alone given birth, but no way was popping a kid easier than shitting. My hips were wide, sure, but still.
"Pfft, got the stamina?"
"I'm not a kid—think I'd cry snot and tears from a spanking at my age……."
"No way I'd…… win……."
It was getting intense. But I tried not to show it. He could've stopped, but Geon-yul kept going. Fine. Let's go all the way. I licked my lips, glanced back, and said confidently,
"Hmph, got anything stronger?"
"Stronger? Hold on."
My crotch was already soaked. A quick rub in the bathroom and I'd cum for sure. Laughable how a few lines did this, but reality. Hearing them in his voice hit too hard. Images flooded: Geon-yul doggying me at home, spanking my ass, breeding me and milking me with cows. Doubled the arousal.
"Hng……."
"……Black dick. Huge one."
"Ah, but Chae-a, you……."
Feeling his gaze, I cautiously lifted off the chair. Pussy juice dripped between my thighs, pooling on the floor.
"……You came?"
"……."
"Came from hearing comments? Sitting in the chair?"
"……."
"Couldn't hold it till the bathroom……."
I whimpered back. "I-I didn't think I'd cum……!"
I knew I had a hair-trigger pussy. That night, toward the end, I'd squirted every deep thrust. But cumming from a few dirty words in his voice? No.
Though midway, I turned away and secretly rubbed over my panties.
Still. This embarrassing.
"Don't know—your mess, you clean it."
"I-I'll get it quick. Bathroom first……."
"Bathroom? You can't be……."
"Ah, not done yet! Be right back, wait!"
Chaos erupted. My fault for cumming, but I wanted to finish. Geon-yul wanted it cleaned now.
"It'll dry like this!"
He stood too, pissed. I tugged my top down to hide drips on the way to the bathroom; he hid his bulge.
"Ngh, you……."
"This is…… unavoidable……."
Guy hard, girl leaking puddles. Eyes said it all—we wanted the same. Obvious where it'd lead. But this was the dorm, we're friends. And I was once a guy. No begging to fuck without pride or shame, ruining our bond.
Of course…….
Things changed since then.
I didn't outright refuse sex anymore. I knew it felt good, bone-deep. If common sense forced it or Geon-yul begged on his knees, I'd go along. But I'd never ask first. And even if we did—forced or him begging—it wasn't love. Purely physical pleasure. That's it.
……Crassly put.
Can't forget the taste of dick.
If he begged to fuck now…… Nah, no way.
I grabbed tissues, wiped the chair—bent slightly, back to him. Not teasing with wet panties. Not starving that bad!
Ah, wanna fuck her right now…….
Geon-yul thought the same. Difference: I'd do it if he begged first; he'd do it if I did.
That hip wiggle a tease? Cums from my words, shows soaked panties—begging to fuck, right?!
But he couldn't approach. What if it was just his delusion, ruining their friendship with rape? Worst nightmare.
Just say 'fuck my pussy' already! Or spread it with your hands! If I pounce wrong and get called trash for lusting after ex-guy friend?
Just pounce already! Shaking my ass took guts…… Push more and I'm the pervert childhood friend dick-craving bitch! Can't!
Thus, slightly misaligned, they continued their awkward Altered Common Sense World life.