I Want to Date the Law Department - Part 4
But I never imagined I'd actually have to dance like that in broad daylight, wearing a bunny girl outfit right in the middle of campus.
The bunny girl costume was something I liked.
Just not on me. Watching a woman wear it was one thing. Being forced into it myself? Absolutely not.
I couldn't accept what was happening.
While I was watching the sexy dance video on Eunbi's phone, a call suddenly came through.
The name "Gayeon-ing♡" popped up on the screen.
The little heart made it look like a friend from the business department.
"Just a second, sunbae."
Eunbi took the phone and answered.
"Hey, Gayeon. What's up?"
I sat there blankly, watching her chat with her friend while the pain between my legs throbbed.
I couldn't hear the other person's voice, only Eunbi's replies.
Still sitting on the floor, I looked up at her, enduring the ache in my crotch.
The bunny girl leotard clung tightly to my body, and the pantyhose-covered legs pressed against the cold floor.
"Oh, really? Got it. Which floor? Fifth? I'll bring it over. Wait about ten minutes."
Click.
The call ended.
Eunbi started packing her bag.
"What... what's going on?"
I asked, a bad feeling creeping in.
"A friend wants to borrow the lecture notes I organized. I'll be right back."
She answered casually.
"Keep practicing the dance while I'm gone, sunbae. We'll film the shorts as soon as I return."
"You're leaving me like this?"
I couldn't believe it.
She was going to abandon me here in full bunny girl makeup and outfit?
"The business building is close. I'll be back before you know it, so don't worry too much."
Eunbi waved her hand.
"At least leave me some clothes or shoes, just in case!"
I shouted desperately.
If I had even one set of normal clothes, I could change quickly if someone walked in.
"I'll literally be back in no time."
Eunbi brushed me off like I was being annoying.
"I'm heading out now. Keep dancing~"
Before I could grab her, she picked up the bag with my clothes inside, opened the door, and left.
The sound of the door clicking shut echoed through the club room.
I was alone.
In this bunny girl getup, I couldn't even leave. It was basically the same as being locked in.
Silence filled the empty club room.
Only the fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting square shadows from the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window.
Bunny girl outfit. Black pantyhose. Nine-centimeter heels. Bunny-ear headband. Full makeup and wig.
And thanks to the five Viagra pills, the lower half of my body was still painfully erect.
What if someone came in right now?
Just thinking about it made my stomach drop.
The club room door had no lock. Anyone could walk in.
It was lunchtime, so students were wandering the building. If another club member accidentally opened the door...
"Bunny girl crossdressing pervert discovered in university club room."
The imaginary news headline flashed before my eyes.
Still, no matter how embarrassing it was, I had to practice the dance to please Eunbi.
The only way out of this situation was to master the dance perfectly.
I pulled out my phone and searched for the sexy dance video.
I found the same one Eunbi had shown me, set it to loop, and tried to burn the movements into my mind.
The girl in the video, wearing a shortened school uniform, moved her body with practiced ease.
I analyzed every motion.
Squat down, slowly drag both hands from the ankles up the thighs to the hips.
Then place hands on the waist and shake the hips exaggeratedly side to side.
Rotate the pelvis left and right, slide both hands down over the chest while bending forward.
Wink at the camera and blow a kiss. Turn around, shake the hips again, rotate the pelvis.
God... they wanted a guy to do this?
Every single movement was blatantly sexual.
When a woman did it, it looked lewd and sexy. When a man did it, it just looked perverted.
And in a bunny girl outfit, no less?
I... might as well try.
Reluctantly, I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the room.
The mirror hadn't been there originally. Eunbi had secretly brought it in about four weeks ago.
Wobbling in the heels, I barely managed to steady myself.
Music played from the phone. I started shaking my hips to the beat.
I caught my reflection in the mirror.
The black patent bunny leotard clung to my body. The pantyhose made my legs look longer.
The bunny-ear headband wobbled on my head, and the wig swayed.
My lips, painted with red lipstick, glistened plumply.
The moment I saw myself, the pain in my lower body intensified.
Getting turned on by my own reflection in a bunny girl outfit...
Something was seriously wrong with me.
If the chastity cage came off right now, I could probably jerk off ten times in a row just staring at the mirror.
After taking Viagra and being banned from masturbating for over six weeks, had I finally lost my mind?
"Agh... it hurts so much..."
I grabbed my crotch and squatted down.
Completely ignoring my suffering, the cheerful music from the phone kept playing.
The upbeat beat echoed through the empty club room while the girl in the video continued dancing.
While squatting, I lost balance because of the heels.
My ankle twisted, my center of gravity collapsed, and I fell hard on my butt.
The pantyhose-covered rear hit the hard floor, sending a shock up my spine.
"Hnnngh... this is impossible for me..."
I groaned, staring at the ceiling.
The stimulation was too intense.
The bunny girl outfit I was wearing was so revealing that even most women wouldn't wear it.
Eunbi's perfect crossdressing job. My clothes stolen so I couldn't run away.
And now I had to perfectly perform this sexy dance in that state.
Everything was pushing me over the edge.
But I had no time.
Before Eunbi returned, I needed to at least somewhat master this dance.
She said ten minutes, so three minutes had probably already passed.
Seven minutes left. I had to memorize the moves in that time.
Gritting my teeth, I stood up again.
The heels were slippery, so I braced against the wall to regain balance. I returned to the mirror and danced to the music.
Squat, drag hands up, shake hips, rotate pelvis, slide hands over chest, wink.
The individual movements weren't actually that difficult. They were just so overtly lewd.
The real problems were connecting them smoothly and enduring the arousal every time I saw my reflection.
I couldn't even meet a woman's eyes, and now I couldn't even look at my own crossdressed self...
I was starting to scare myself.
"Haa... haa..."
I kept practicing, breathing heavily. Sweat ran down my forehead, threatening to ruin the makeup.
My calves felt like they were about to burst from the heels, and the corset design made it hard to breathe.
But I couldn't stop.
Perfectly dancing this routine was the only way out of this hell.
Alright. After practicing about seven times, I could now do it perfectly even without the video.
Every movement had sunk into my body. The beat played automatically in my head even without music.
Drag hands from ankles to hips, grip waist and shake, rotate pelvis, slide hands down the chest.
I felt like I could do it with my eyes closed now.
Let's try it without watching the video this time.
I stood in front of the mirror and took position. I started the music and began the dance.
Squatting like I was trying to hide the vibrator inside me, seductively dragging my hands upward, shaking my hips like I was begging to be fucked.
The movements flowed smoothly one after another.
Much more natural than before. I could even keep my balance in the heels now.
Now for the final move. Turn around, wink, and blow a kiss.
I turned my body. Looking over my shoulder at the mirror, I winked with one eye and pressed my fingers to my lips before blowing the kiss.
At that moment.
I saw something in the mirror.
In the club room that should have been empty, a gloomy-looking girl was standing there.
Her black hair was messily loose. She held a brick-thick book in her hands. Her expressionless face stared straight at me.
Dark circles hung under her eyes. Her pale face had no makeup at all.
She stood there like a ghost, without making a single sound.
"Aaaah!!!"
A scream burst out of me.
Crash!
Startled, I stepped backward and my heels tangled.
I lost balance, fell on my butt again, and my legs spread into an M shape.
The pantyhose-covered thighs were completely exposed, and because of the high-leg cut leotard, even the outline of my balls and the chastity cage were fully visible to the strange girl.
For a second, I felt all the blood in my body rush backward.
She had seen me like this.
Bunny girl outfit. Full makeup. Wig. Bunny-ear headband. Nine-centimeter heels.
And just moments ago, I had been shaking my hips in that shameful sexy dance.
The humiliation was unbearable.
Sweat suddenly poured out all over my body like someone had dumped water on me.
My back felt damp, and every breeze from the window sent a chill up my spine.
My heart pounded like crazy. My face burned red all the way to my ears.
My hands and feet trembled. My mind went blank. Yet the erection still wouldn't go down.
Detective Jang Jeongtae, Eunbi's father, flashed through my head.
I imagined my face blurred on the news.
I just sat there with my mouth hanging open.