The Business Department Wants to Dispose of Defective Inventory
Ding-ding-ding-ding. Beep-beep-beep.
I pressed the door lock as carefully as possible, but the sound rang out exactly like it always did.
My heart pounded as I waited for the door to open. Thankfully, the lights inside were off and there was no sign of anyone.
My parents were on a business trip to Singapore and wouldn't be back until next month, and my little sister would be at her cram school at this hour.
That was why I'd rushed home in a taxi wearing these humiliating women's clothes.
I'd left the business department building restroom and walked to the taxi stand with my eyes squeezed shut. I could feel people staring, but I had no time to care. I just kept my gaze forward and hurried along.
The taxi driver kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror with a strange look, but he didn't say anything. Neither did I.
We rode in silence all the way to the front of my house. I quickly paid the fare and dashed to the entrance.
Even after closing the front door, I couldn't relax. My sister might be hiding somewhere.
She had a talent for sneaking into my room, and I never knew when or where she'd pop out.
I carefully opened my bedroom door and checked inside. She wasn't in the closet, under the desk, or under the bed.
Phew. She really must be at cram school. A sigh of relief escaped me.
First, I had to get out of these hideous women's clothes. My hands moved frantically, as if the fabric were on fire.
I tore off the frilled skirt and blouse in a frenzy and yanked off the wig without pausing to breathe.
Even the nail tips clinging to my fingertips annoyed me, so I peeled them off one by one with irritation.
I shoved everything into the corner of the closet the moment I removed it and slammed the door shut, as if trying to erase what had just happened from the world.
I went straight to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
The hot water hit my face, washing away the makeup. I lathered up with cleansing foam and scrubbed my face hard.
I wanted to rinse away all the shame I'd accumulated today along with the water.
After the shower, I changed into a comfortable T-shirt and shorts and lay down on the bed for a moment. My eyes were starting to close.
Today had been too much. One exhausting situation after another had pushed my mental endurance to its limit, and fatigue had reached its peak.
Getting cross-dressed and having my ass raped by a female junior I'd only met yesterday…
I was so mortified I wanted to die.
The exhaustion melted through my entire body. My eyelids felt unbearably heavy.
I didn't want to think about that horrible situation from earlier. I just wanted to sleep.
Tomorrow's problems could wait until tomorrow. Soothing myself with that thought, my consciousness slowly faded.
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It was a shallow sleep. It felt like sleep paralysis.
My body wouldn't move at all.
Something heavy was pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I forced my eyes open. The dark ceiling came into view.
I had no idea how long I'd been asleep. It was already completely dark outside the window.
And right in front of me—
I saw blonde hair tied in a side ponytail.
"……?!"
My sister was sitting on top of my stomach. I had no idea when she'd gotten there.
She was supposed to be at cram school. How the hell did this kid get in again?
"Oppa, Jiheon is sad."
Jiheon's voice came from the darkness.
It wasn't her usual cutesy tone. There was a chilling edge to it, and though her expression was hard to see in the dark, the atmosphere felt off.
"What… what is it…?"
I asked in a voice still thick with sleep.
"How could you cheat on your fiancée? I can't forgive you."
"First of all, you're not my fiancée, and I've never cheated on anyone!"
I hurriedly refuted her and tried to sit up, but Jiheon was sitting on my stomach, so I couldn't move.
Her body only weighed 48 kilograms, but in this position she was surprisingly hard to shake off.
More than anything, I'd been thoroughly drained by Jang Eunbi earlier, so I had no strength left in my body.
At some point while I was sleeping, my sister had stripped off my pajama pants. I was lying there in just my underwear.
"What the—where did my pants go?! And I don't even have a girlfriend, so what cheating are you talking about?!"
"If that's how you're going to be, Oppa…"
Jiheon lowered her voice.
"Then I have my own ideas."
Stroke, stroke, stroke~
"Ugh…!"
Jiheon's fingers lifted my white short-sleeved T-shirt and dug into my nipples.
The light, tickling touch on my sensitive buds made my whole body flinch. I twisted reflexively, but with her legs spread over my hips and pressing down from above, I couldn't escape.
"Oppa's weak point—nipple torment!"
Jiheon declared in a playful voice.
"Your nipples are so sensitive that you jump the moment I touch them, right?"
"How the hell do you even know that…"
"Hehe, I know everything about you, Oppa. You're a big-breast freak who only watches AVs with busty actresses and sometimes videos where they torment nipples. You masturbate three times a day, and sometimes you touch your nipples while shaking your dick. Your favorite outfits are nurse uniforms, bunny girls, Santa girls, and dresses. You download lewd photos from SNS on your phone and jerk off to them—mostly women in bikinis as side dishes. After you got discharged, you even started jerking off to girl group fancams. And the number of wrinkles on your balls—"
"That's enough, stop talking!"
Did this brat install CCTV in my room or something?
My little sister had figured out my sexual preferences in terrifying detail.
When I stopped talking, she lowered her head toward my chest, licked a circle around my right areola with her tongue, and sucked on it like candy.
She wrapped her tongue stickily around my right nipple while her thumb and index finger delicately teased the left one.
"Hyaah…!"
"Anyway, tell me right now who you cheated with! Ptui!"
This time she spat on my left nipple and licked the areola in circles just like the right one.
Then she bit down and started sucking hard, like she was sucking on candy.
As an older brother seven years her senior, I felt an insane amount of shame. My lips trembled as moans slipped out.
"Chuu, suck, suck… I'll keep sucking until your nipples fall off, Oppa."
"Agh…! It tickles…! Hehe…! Hah…!"
Moans kept spilling out.
I didn't want her to know how sensitive my nipples were, but my body reacted on its own. Tears threatened to spill.
I flailed my limbs, but Jiheon skillfully dodged and never stopped attacking my nipples.
"I really haven't met any other women…!"
I cried out, panting.
"Don't lie."
Jiheon stopped her hand and leaned her face close to mine.
Even in the dark, I could see her eyes sparkling. That sharp gaze pierced right through me.
"I've been smelling you for twenty years, but this…"
She sniffed and brought her face to my neck.
"It smells like perfume some snake or vixen would wear!"
My heart dropped. I'd definitely showered, but the scent must still be lingering.
I'd been pressed close to Jang Eunbi while she raped me, so the fragrance had probably clung to my body.
The fact that my sister could detect even that faint trace was ridiculous.
"If you don't confess right now, I'll torment your ultra-sensitive nipples for the rest of your life!"
I couldn't endure my sister's nipple teasing any longer.
My dick twitched and pre-cum leaked from the tip, soaking my underwear.
I was the only one getting excited. My sister just looked like she was toying with me.
Every time her fingers dug into my chest, my whole body twisted and moans burst out so intensely I could barely breathe.
But if I told her what happened with Jang Eunbi, she might actually kill me.
I didn't even want to imagine how this siscon little sister would react if she found out I'd mixed bodies so thoroughly with Eunbi.
Why did I have to suffer this lewd treatment from a sister who wasn't even my girlfriend?
Was there really another older brother in the world who had to get his nipples tormented and interrogated by his little sister?
"Hngh…! Stop…! I'll talk…! I'll talk, okay…!"
I finally surrendered.
If I held out any longer, I really felt like I'd pass out.
"Then hurry up and say it."
Jiheon spoke without stopping her fingers.
She spread the saliva on my nipples in circular motions, stimulated the areolas with her middle finger, and occasionally pressed down on the buds with her index finger.
The pressure was stronger than before. She roughly kneaded and clawed at my nipples, sending waves of ticklish pleasure mixed with orgasmic sensation crashing over me without pause.
A throbbing, numb discomfort pulsed at the tips of my chest.
I wished she'd stop, but it seemed my sister had no intention of pausing until I told the truth.
"My hands won't rest even while you're talking, so make it quick."
I had no choice but to open my mouth.
"Ugh… At school… hngh… there's something called the mentorship system…"
I explained while panting like crazy.
"Third-year seniors… hngh… counsel first-year juniors… It's a system where the department forces the pairing…"
"And?"
"There… a first-year business major girl… was assigned as my mentee… We met for the first time today… and talked for about an hour…"
Even as I spoke, my sentences kept breaking because of the impending orgasm and the pleasure from my nipples.
Realizing I was right on the edge, my sister shifted her hips from my stomach down to my crotch. She ground her large ass, covered in black dolphin shorts, against the dick inside my underwear.
"We sat close… ugh… and while we were talking… the perfume scent must've stuck to my clothes… Aah… I'm gonna cum…!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt…
My underwear grew wet. The moment I ejaculated, Jiheon's hand stopped moving over my nipples.
The attack seemed to have paused for now, but she was still sitting on my groin, looking down at me.
Her expression was hard to see in the dark, but she looked strangely ecstatic.
Anyway, what I'd said wasn't a lie.
The mentorship system existed, Jang Eunbi really was my mentee, and we'd really only talked for about an hour today.
I just left out everything that happened afterward—the part where I got caught jerking off with her handkerchief, got cross-dressed, had photos taken, did an outdoor shoot, had my clothes stolen, and got raped so hard I came five times in a row.
"Hmm. Well, you don't seem to be lying, so I'll believe you. You really only talked, right?"
"Yeah…"
"You won't meet her again, right?"
"That is… yeah! I won't meet her!"
I tried to dodge the answer, but when my sister started twirling her fingers on my nipple again, I quickly blurted out that I wouldn't meet her.
"More importantly… Oppa came just from me playing with your nipples… It proves how much you love me, so Jiheon is happy… Hehe…"
"How does that prove I love you…"
"You came without even touching your dick… That's only possible between people who love each other, right?"
I'd actually had a massive orgasm just from having my ass pounded by Jang Eunbi, and even just from getting spanked on the butt I'd leaked prostate fluid…
I'd have to keep that a secret from my sister until the day I died.
"Oppa, from now on Jiheon will torment your nipples a lot~"
"That's enough! This is the last time! If you're satisfied now, get out of my room! How do you always get in even when I lock the door?"
My sister lightly ignored me and finally got off my body.
Then, in an instant, she yanked off my boxer briefs.
It happened so fast it took less than a second.
"Eek?!"
"Oppa's pathetic, cum-stained underwear… I'll lick— I mean, wash it for you."
"You just said lick, didn't you?"
"You misheard. Anyway, Oppa! If I see you with any woman besides me, your fiancée, I won't forgive you. Be careful from now on."
"Uh… okay, so can you just leave already?"
"I love you, Oppa~ And don't be embarrassed when you masturbate. Call this Jiheon anytime. I'll touch your nipples and support your masturbation~"
"Get out already!"
"Yeees~ Kikiki. Our shy husband is so cute~"
Once Jiheon left, I let out a long sigh. It was a sigh of relief, at least for now.
Having my sister make me cum by playing with my nipples was humiliating, but at least she hadn't found out about the cross-dressing or getting raped by Eunbi. That alone was a huge relief.
Actually, what "relief" was there when I was stuck in this insane situation because of two women?
A heavy feeling tightened in my chest.
My sister had started coming on even more aggressively than usual.
She'd always sexually harassed me, but this was the first time she'd directly touched such an embarrassing part of me.
And then there was Jang Eunbi.
Thinking about that woman made my stomach churn. It had started with just one threat to call my dad, but now she had way more than one or two cards in her hand.
Videos of me jerking off with her handkerchief, photos of me cross-dressed, outdoor campus shooting footage, videos of my ass getting fucked in the women's restroom, recordings of me saying humiliating things to Eunbi—
If even one of them leaked, my life would be over.
At first, I'd thought the phone threat was a weak card. Calling my dad? In the worst case, I'd get hit or sued. That was it.
It was terrifying, but I figured I could somehow manage. That's what I'd thought back then.
But now it was different.
Jang Eunbi had used that weak card as a stepping stone to create incredibly strong cards.
Just from one instance of me jerking off with her handkerchief, she'd forced me to cross-dress, taken humiliating photos, and even taken my anal virginity.
They say things escalate, and that snowball had rolled out of control until it turned into an avalanche. Now I was on the verge of being crushed to pieces.
Just because I jerked off with a female junior's handkerchief, I had to carry this cross for the rest of my life. The weight of it pressed down on my chest.
I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Nothing was visible in the dark, but Jang Eunbi's face was crystal clear in my mind.
Her sharp eyes, her playful smile, that relaxed expression she wore when she held my weaknesses and shook them.
I couldn't even imagine how she'd torment me from now on.
Today's cross-dressing pegging might have been just the beginning.
What would she make me do tomorrow? The day after? And after that?
A chill ran down my spine.
I had to survive this avalanche called Jang Eunbi somehow.
If I couldn't avoid it, I at least had to minimize the damage.
To do that…
I gritted my teeth.
For now, I'd grovel before Jang Eunbi. Do whatever she said, flatter her, and be careful not to give her any more weaknesses.
I'd already thrown away my pride today anyway.
I knew it was pathetic. But right now, I had no other choice.