The Idol's Private Fan Service

Chapter 74. Section 15: Common Sense Alteration – Idol Fan Service (3)

4S, the most popular girl group in the country. And Seol-hee, the ace member of 4S. Right now, she was standing in the middle of my dorm room wearing high heels. I slowly looked her over from head to toe, taking in every detail. Long platinum-blonde hair. A youthful face that had only just turned twenty. An innocent, almost childlike smile. A long, graceful neck like a deer’s. Full breasts that strained against the buttons of her white school uniform shirt. A slender waist glistening with a light sheen of sweat beneath the cropped shirt. A clean, pretty navel. The curve of her hips clearly outlined by the tight school skirt. And below that skirt… long, beautiful legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. The high heels only emphasized their elegant lines even more. I had seen earlier on stage that the soles of those black heels were red.

Seol-hee was now greeting me in the center of my dorm room.

“Hello~ I’m Seol-hee from 4S. Thank you so much for always supporting us~”

“Haa… haa… haa… haa…”

I had just sprinted all the way here from the university festival stage without stopping. My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath. Before stepping inside, I slowly took off my shoes, then locked the door behind me.

—Click.

I turned back around and entered the room. Step by step, I approached Seol-hee standing in the center.

‘Wow… she’s really… tall.’

That was my first impression seeing her up close in my dorm. Her profile had listed her height as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠177 cm, but I hadn’t expected her to feel this imposing. I was literally looking up at her.

‘Is it because of the heels…?’

The heels were high not only at the back but at the front as well. They looked dangerously tall. Because the heels were so high, her ankles were sharply arched. If she was 177 cm barefoot, then with those heels on she had to be over 187 cm. And a 177 cm woman felt completely different from a 177 cm man. Her slim figure and excellent proportions made her seem even taller. That combination of height and slender build always created an untouchable, goddess-like aura.

Seol-hee stood before me now. With her platinum hair and overwhelming height, she truly looked like a goddess who had descended from the heavens. No—she was a goddess. The same goddess who had looked down at me from the stage earlier, receiving thunderous worship from the other students. That goddess was now standing in the middle of my dorm room.

Besides her height, I was surprised by how slender her body actually was. On TV she had looked somewhat voluptuous, but in person she appeared much slimmer. The sight of Seol-hee before me was breathtaking. While I stood there staring, she spoke first.

“Um… what’s your name?”

“Kim Juwan.”

“Ah~ Hello~! Juwan-ssi.”

Her voice was overly bright, the same tone she had used when greeting fans on stage. It felt like she was treating this meeting as just another part of her idol duties rather than a personal encounter. Even so, hearing Seol-hee’s voice up close was mesmerizing. It was the same voice that had sung on stage earlier. Listening to it right in front of me felt far more captivating than hearing it through a screen. Her appearance had been beautiful on TV too, but nothing compared to seeing her in real life. It was as if a goddess of ultimate beauty had manifested before my eyes. Things that reached the pinnacle of beauty in this world seemed to carry a touch of divinity. Like a priest approaching his goddess, I stepped toward Seol-hee with a trembling heart. My heart shone with reverence, admiration, and joy. And in the shadow of that bright heart, sticky lust waited for its moment—the moment I would cover this beautiful goddess in semen and make her cry out in ecstasy.

Seol-hee watched me approach and asked, “Juwan-ssi. What would you like to start with?”

I understood exactly what she meant thanks to the quest description.

Fan service. Fan service was waiting for me. I spoke calmly to Seol-hee.

“Could you lean over that desk and get into position?”

“Ah~ Yes!”

She answered brightly, just like she did on TV. I moved the chair away from my desk and guided Seol-hee by the arm until she stood in front of it. Through my hand on her arm, I felt the smooth, soft texture of her skin. Seol-hee leaned forward slightly over the desk, extending both arms straight to hold the position. I slipped my hands between her legs—still clad in flesh-colored stockings—and spread them to a comfortable width. Even when I held her arms and touched the inside of her thighs, she showed no reaction. Thanks to the Common Sense Alteration, she probably thought this was just normal fan interaction. Soon her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠legs formed a beautiful A-shape. The school skirt clung tightly to her hips, outlining their curve. I couldn’t help but speak.

“The uniform… really suits you.”

“Hm? Hehe. I was still a high school student until last year, you know. Of course it suits me~”

“Haa…”

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Was it because I had run all the way here and was still out of breath? Or was it because I had just realized Seol-hee had only graduated high school last year? A strange heat stirred inside me. A hot breath escaped my lips. Already, my cock was starting to harden beneath my pants. I pulled out my phone. The tight school skirt hugging her hips. The flesh-colored stockings gleaming under the fluorescent light. The dangerously high heels arching her ankles. I captured Seol-hee’s back view on my phone.

—Click. Click. Click.

‘Come to think of it… instead of just posing, I should take some of her clothes off…’

“Seol-hee-ssi… could you take off your necktie first?”

“Yes…”

Seol-hee straightened up and began loosening her black necktie. It didn’t take long; she simply pressed the button behind the knot and adjusted the length. While she worked on the tie, I reached under her school skirt. I intended to remove the black shorts I had seen on stage earlier. Fortunately, she was only wearing them over the pantyhose, so they came off easily. The black shorts slid down her legs and past the high heels. I had to stretch the spandex material wide to free her feet one by one. Kneeling on one knee, I looked up and caught a glimpse beneath her skirt—long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and black panties. I savored the beautiful view from below and thought to myself.

‘What should I do about the panties and stockings…’

Normally I would remove the heels, stockings, and panties in order. But I wanted to leave her half-undressed. The taped heels looked inconvenient to remove, and taking off the panties while keeping the stockings on seemed troublesome. My thoughts didn’t last long. I stood up, placed the removed black shorts on the corner of my desk, then opened a drawer and took out a pair of scissors—the kind used for cutting tape on delivery boxes. I spoke to Seol-hee, who had just finished removing her necktie and placed it beside the shorts.

“Get back into position.”

“Okay~”

She was quite obedient. Seol-hee leaned forward over the desk again. While she did so, I moved behind her, admiring her beautifully spread legs in an A-shape, and slowly lifted the gray school skirt that was tightly hugging her hips. Finally, her most private area was revealed. Thighs and buttocks covered in flesh-colored stockings, and black panties. The place that had been hidden by the black shorts on stage was now right in front of my eyes. Before cutting, I warned her.

“I’m going to cut the panties and stockings a bit…”

“Ah… but those are my favorite panties…”

I wasn’t sure what was special about the plain black panties, but despite her reluctant tone, she offered no real resistance. I began cutting. I pinched the stockings with my left hand, slipped the scissors between the panties and stockings, and snipped.

—Snip. Snip.

After a few cuts, only the part covering her crotch was removed from the flesh-colored stockings. I simply tore the rest with my hands. Once the stockings were torn, the black panties remained. Through her white shirt I could see the black bra she wore underneath—it looked like a matching set. I slipped my left index finger inside the panties. My finger brushed over her soft pussy lips and pubic hair. The moment I felt that texture, my cock hardened completely. With my heart pounding, I pulled my finger back, creating space between her crotch and the panties just like before. I pushed the scissors in and cut the waistband first, then fully removed the panties. Seol-hee’s pussy finally came into view.

‘Oh…’

Had she waxed because she was an idol? There was no hair on her pussy. Smooth, clean, and plump. Her pink labia, belonging to the twenty-year-old Seol-hee.

—Gulp.

I swallowed unconsciously and hurriedly began removing my pants. ‘Wait…’ I paused, staring at her pussy. Should I use the spray and caress her first? Apply lubricant? After a moment’s thought, I reached into my pants pocket. My fingertips brushed against several items.

These quest items looked interesting. Their potential uses were endless. For now, I took out the lubricant first. I removed my pants and underwear completely and tossed them onto the bed. I squeezed a generous amount of lubricant into my left palm and coated my cock with it. Meanwhile, Seol-hee remained leaning slightly over the desk, curiously examining the textbooks stuck in the shelf. She soon turned her head and looked at me with clear eyes.

“Wow~ You have so many books… What major are you?”

“Business administration.”

By then my fully erect cock was slick and shiny with lubricant. My heart pounded. I slowly guided my cock toward her pussy.

‘…Huh?’

The height didn’t match. Because Seol-hee had such good proportions, her legs took up a larger portion of her height than average. Her long legs and high heels acted like an impenetrable wall. I paused to think. I didn’t want to bend her legs to adjust the angle. The way her lower body looked right now—with the high heels and legs spread in an A-shape—was too beautiful. Bending her knees would ruin that perfect beauty. I didn’t want my goddess to look like that. I wanted to fill her with my cum at the moment she looked most perfectly beautiful.

‘If only there was something I could stand on…’

Just then, Seol-hee, who was looking at the bookshelf attached to the desk, caught my attention. I wiped the lubricant from my left hand with a tissue, then approached the desk. From the side, Seol-hee’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the books on the shelf. I asked her, “What are you looking at so curiously?”

“Oh… just seeing the books on the shelf makes me feel like I’m really in college~”

“…You’re a college student though?”

“Come on~ It’s not easy to attend school while doing broadcasts… I’ve been so busy lately that I took a leave of absence right after enrolling.”

She was Korea’s top idol. At the peak of her popularity and extremely busy. Of course she wasn’t allowed the ordinary life of attending lectures. Seol-hee blinked her clear eyes while scanning the thick major textbooks on the shelf. She seemed to be imagining an ordinary college life for herself—attending major classes, going on MTs, enjoying festivals from below the stage instead of on it. A normal female college student’s campus life. While looking at the thick textbooks that I found so annoying, what kind of happy campus life was Seol-hee imagining? Her lips curved into a small smile, as if the imagined ordinary college life was enjoyable. Leaving Seol-hee staring at the bookshelf with sparkling eyes, I began pulling out several thick major textbooks. When the books she had been looking at were removed one by one, she asked, “Huh? Why?”

“I need them for something…”

With an armful of books, I walked behind her again. Over 10 cm high heels, a height over 177 cm, and especially beautiful proportions with long legs. Seol-hee’s lower body possessed both an unreachable height and an untouchable elegance. Kneeling behind her beautifully spread A-shaped legs, I began stacking the thick major textbooks one by one behind her high heels. Those same textbooks that had let the idol Seol-hee imagine a fun, ordinary college life now served only one purpose for me—as stepping stools to reach her pussy and insert my cock.