Lewd Dreams in the Gender-Reversed University
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Gender-Reversed University
The sexy short-haired girl Su-ji was imagining that Ji-hoon guy from her dream, her face turning shy as she spoke.
"How adorable he was..."
As if acting all bashful while spouting such filthy talk would make her look pure.
It didn't fool anyone!
The sexy short-haired girl Su-ji kept going, recounting the lewd things she'd done with that Ji-hoon guy in her dream.
"I easily pinned down the resisting Ji-hoon and said to him."
"W-what'd you say?"
The blonde Su-young, all flushed and eager, urged on the sexy short-haired girl Su-ji.
"Wanna take a bath with your big sis? Want me to scrub your back?"
The blonde Su-young leaned in with a lewd expression, as if she'd crawled right into the sexy short-haired girl's dream herself, ears perked up.
"Then I pressed my tits against his small, cute, pale, fragile body and washed his dick for him. His warm body heat and scent came right through—fragrant and so damn nice. Like cotton candy, that unique Ji-hoon smell. You know it too, right, unnie?"
"Hell yeah. Ji-hoon's scent is so good it makes me cum just thinking about it. My mind goes blank. And you're telling me you were alone with him in the bathroom? I'd probably explode from excitement."
"For real. Even though it was just a dream... it still gets me so fucking hot thinking about it."
"So what happened next? Come on, spill it quick."
Haa.
In this gender-reversed world, women had zero shame talking about dirty shit like this.
They didn't give a damn that I was sitting right there listening—they just kept right on going.
"So I'm stroking Ji-hoon's dick from behind, watching him get all shy and flushed all over. I said to him, [Ji-hoon-ah, your ears are super red? And your dick's rock hard. Don't tell me you're getting turned on by your big sis? Happy about it?] But Ji-hoon gets embarrassed easy, right? Super cute... Just like always, even in the dream, he tsundered back at me like, [W-wait, unnie! N-no, that's not it.]"
"That's totally Ji-hoon. That's why we're all obsessed with him. Haa... I wanna dream about doing filthy stuff with him too."
Tsundere, huh.
Well, even in my original world, tsundere girls were popular.
Acting like they hate it but loving it deep down.
Pretending not to care, then being sweet once in a while.
That shit had its charm.
"But no matter how much he resisted, it was my dream, so I softly rubbed and kneaded his dick with both hands and said, [This too, all nice and clean. Your cute little cock, Ji-hoon.]"
"Ah... ugh... I can picture it, it's driving me insane. Tell me more. What next?"
"Yeah. One hand on his cute little tits, the other gripping his dick, sliding up and down from the tip to the base in soapy, slick strokes, over and over. Then precum starts leaking lewdly from his adorable cockhead. And his tiny nipples got all hard—every time I flicked them with my fingers, they quivered. So fucking cute."
I glanced sideways, and the blonde Su-young was totally lost in the sexy short-haired Su-ji's dream story, staring off in a daze.
"So I told him, [It's okay, Ji-hoon-ah. You don't have to hold back. You look like a boy, but you're an adult, right?]"
"Ji-hoon does look super young. Haa... At first, I thought he was in high school."
"Right? Unnie, our tastes are all similar, that's why we can't get Ji-hoon out of our heads. Anyway, when I said that, he goes, [Unnie, you always treat me like a kid.]"
"Yeah, that's Ji-hoon. He's always complaining when we baby him. But it's 'cause he's so fragile and we wanna protect him."
Guess they were all into that shota-loli vibe, loving fragile-looking guys.
No wonder they ignored me completely.
"So I soothed him and said, [No, Ji-hoon-ah. Big sis'll clean it with her mouth.]"
"Fuck, you're bold. Even if it was a dream."
"Listen, unnie. I grabbed his cute dick, licked it with my tongue, and asked him, [Feels good what unnie's doing?] And he goes, [S-stop. We can't do this. I'm gonna cum.]"
"Y-you crazy bitch!!!! Must've been fucking amazing. Ah... I wanna suck Ji-hoon's cute little cock so bad."
"It was a dream, but his cock was so cute and tasty, unnie. That's all I could think about on the way to school today. Haa... Anyway, in the dream, I sucked hard from root to tip, twisting his cute hardened nipples with my fingers. He moaned with his flushed cheeks! [Ugh!] Then his hips shook cutely, and he started cumming sticky semen right in my mouth—so much it dripped down my lips."
"Ah, sounds delicious. Ji-hoon's cum. I wanna taste his dick even in a dream. So what happened after?"
"Ugh, seriously... so fucking frustrating. I grabbed his dick again—now hard as rock—and was about to shove it in my pussy when, fuck, Mom yelled it was morning and woke me up! It happens every time. Right when the fun's about to start, I gotta pee, or the alarm goes off, or Mom calls. Ah, for real..."
"No way? Same here... Bet your pussy was soaked this morning. Wet dream, huh?"
"Obviously, unnie. Woke up with my panties drenched. Haa... Totally soaked. Showered and changed them."
"Fuck, that explains it. Your pussy reeked. Get away from me, you slut."
"Unnie! I changed my panties and sprayed perfume this morning. Really?"
"Haha, kidding. Kidding. Haa, must've been nice. Sucking Ji-hoon's cock and all. I want that too."
"Unnie, come on. It was just a dream. We gotta eat the real thing. But Ji-hoon's such a prude tease. Won't give his body to any girl till marriage. Makes him hotter, but it's killing me."
"Right? I'd settle for touching his chest."
"Haa... Talking about it makes me remember his pink nipples from the dream."
Listening to this, their conversation was more perverted than guys back in my original world.
If ugly chicks were saying this shit, it'd be gross, but these girls could've been idols in my world—hot as fuck, dropping sex bombs. My dick twitched hard.
Haa...
That Ji-hoon bastard's got it made.
Sexy, cute girls begging to fuck him like that.
Lost in thought, I checked my phone—almost 10 already.
I got up and headed up the stairs to the second floor.
Todays class was in Room 201.
-Creak.
I opened the door to 201, and a ton of students were already seated.
And there was that pretty-boy Ji-hoon who'd humiliated me.
Stuck right next to him was Eun-jeong, the cute idol-looking girl.
No seats left, so I ended up behind Ji-hoon.
As I sat, I heard the girls murmuring.
"Whoa, is that the advertising pretty boy Kim Ji-hoon and the journalism model guy Yu Si-won?"
"Holy shit. The school's top hot guys sitting front and back?"
"They say hotties flock together. They'd look insane side by side."
"Go say hi or something."
"You nuts? Talk to Ji-hoon and his shooter unnies beat me to death. Si-won's got girls rejected left and right. Us normies should just enjoy the view."
"Yeah, and I heard Si-won got shot by journalism's Su-bin unnie."
"Su-bin unnie? That NewTube star? For real?"
"Yeah, they say she shot him on the first MT day."
They thought they were whispering, but I heard every word.
Su-bin?
No way—Han Su-bin unnie?
Han Su-bin unnie was the top queenka of our journalism department back home, famous as a sexy NewTuber.
Snow-white skin, perky huge tits, tiny waist.
Cute innocent face, but a body that screamed sin.
Every guy's first-night fantasy senior.
Professor wasn't here yet, so time to kill.
I pulled out my phone and opened NewTube.
Searched for Han Su-bin unnie.
Sky-blue hair, big cat-like seductive eyes.
Porcelain skin, red lips.
Perfect nose.
Top result: Han Su-bin unnie's channel.
350,000 subscribers. Huge for a girl in this guy-dominated NewTube scene.
Scanning her playlists: Used to be sexy DJ sets at music shows.
Face and body for days back then. Now? Street interviews, prank cams.
Competition's fierce—looks alone don't cut it anymore.
As I browsed Han Su-bin unnie's NewTube, the front door of the lecture hall creaked open.
-Squeak.
And then.
A woman I never expected stood at the podium in a crisp white blouse and black skirt, her sharp eyes gleaming.