Chapter 86: The Onahole Interview
"First, please have a seat in the chair in front of you."
Following the interviewer's instructions, the students who had come for the interview sat down in the chairs prepared for them. Viciously shaped dildos stood upright on the seats as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and Yoon Ji along with the other students skillfully impaled their pussies on them before settling in. Anyone who had submitted an application to Onago High School could handle this much without batting an eye. They naturally spread their legs wide, making sure not to forget to flaunt their dripping-wet pussies for the interviewers. The dildos weren't quite as good as the real thing, but they beat having nothing at all. And on top of that, 'Ah, this shape looks just like Teacher's cock.' It might actually be modeled after the teacher's dick. He did hold the prestigious position of recommender for Onago High, after all.
The familiar ridges pressing into her pussy, stirring her arousal, made Yoon Ji's mind feel serene and her vision clear. There was nothing better for calming an onahole's heart.
"Then, we'll begin the interview now. Onago High School doesn't have a fixed enrollment quota, so as long as you have the proper mindset and skills, any number of applicants can be admitted. No need to feel too much pressure. Hmm... Let's start with a simple self-introduction, beginning with the lowest number."
Yoon Ji was number 74—fourth in line. Whether it was a blessing or a curse to go later, at least it gave her time to gather her thoughts.
The first applicant, number 71, began her introduction in a sweet, coquettish voice dripping with sugar.
"Hello. I'm Hwang Hee-jin, applicant number 71. Ever since this onahole specialized high school was founded, I've dreamed of the honor of becoming an onahole. My favorite way to get jerked off is having both holes stuffed at once while a bunch of guys watch. My first time was back in middle school, at home with my classmate boyfriend. I don't have a go-to position—I'm fully adaptable to whatever the men want. Lately, I've been filming myself doing the pussy-shake dance and posting it on SNS to get more guys to use me. If I make it into Onago, I want to become a total slut onahole who can handle any cock that comes her way!"
The content of her self-introduction was pretty standard, but number 71's voice was calm and brimming with confidence. No doubt she'd charmed the interviewers.
Unnecessary pressure bore down on Yoon Ji's shoulders. To shake it off, she subtly ground against the dildo on her chair while fingering her clit. True to her nature as a pussy slut who found stability the moment her hole was filled, Yoon Ji's mind quickly regained its peace.
Yoon Ji didn't realize it, but the interviewers were meticulously noting every little motion like that. And favorably, of course. Onaholes had to be utterly devoted to cocks and pussies at a fundamental level, and a brazen pervert who could masturbate openly in front of the panel was precisely the kind of talent Onago High needed.
The two applicants before her finished up quickly, and now it was Yoon Ji's turn. She steadied her breath, her right hand still working her clit, and launched into her introduction.
"I'm Hong Yoon Ji, applicant number 74. I saw one of Onago's students working as a dedicated toilet and decided I wanted to become an onahole too. I admired how devoted she was to men's cocks—it was so cool. I'm not officially an onahole yet, but at school, I'm already treated like one. Still, I knew that wasn't enough, so I knocked on Onago's door to get proper onahole training. My top priority as an onahole is welcoming men's cocks, but right up there with it, I aspire to be a fun plaything for them too. What I'm confident in... well, my asshole pussy, personally trained by Dad. I'm pretty proud of it."
There was more she could say, but nothing came to mind right away. Was it the nerves? She wanted to hype up more of her onahole selling points, but they just wouldn't surface.
Her home tutor—the Onago recommender—addressed her then.
"Your application says you have anal sex with your father every single day. No sense of aversion or anything like that?"
"Huh? No, not at all. Once I decided to be an onahole, I figured that was just par for the course. I'm not official yet, but as a future onahole, I'll have to service ugly guys my body instinctively rejects someday. Compared to that, Dad's cock is actually top-tier."
Why ask something so obvious? Yoon Ji couldn't make sense of it. Was it some kind of pressure tactic, throwing curveballs to gauge reactions?
"I see. Understood. If you can take your dad's incest cock without a second thought, you could truly be an onahole for any man."
"Of course. Onaholes are tools for draining men's lust, and they have to be impartial no matter who the man is."
The interviewers jotted down scores for each of Yoon Ji's responses. Whether good or bad, she couldn't tell.
Once number 75 wrapped up her intro, the recommender zeroed in on Yoon Ji again.
"Applicant 74, if you enroll here, which class would you like to join? We make the decision, of course, but we'd like to hear your preference."
"Hmm..." Yoon Ji closed her eyes to think it over. Her masturbating hand never stopped, naturally. When she opened them again, she said:
"I think the general meat toilet class. Special classes like surrogate prostitution, gum sticker, or pussy pet aren't bad... but the general meat toilet class is the most faithful to an onahole's core duties. Specialized onaholes are fine, but I want to embrace it all, you know?"
"Hoo, interesting. Got it."
Was that the right answer? With no clear feedback on good or bad, the uncertainty gnawed at her.
The interviewers tossed questions to the other applicants one by one. Maybe it was just her insecurity, but their answers seemed leagues better than hers, ramping up her anxiety.
"Now, applicant 74, you listed AV watching as a hobby here?"
"Ah... yes."
She nodded affirmatively. There'd been a hobbies section on the application, so she'd filled it out honestly. In hindsight, she regretted not picking something more unique than plain old AV watching. High school girls into porn were a dime a dozen—not much of a selling point.
"Any recent AV that really stood out as the best?"
"Um... Have you seen 'Hypno Meat Toilet Chairman' by any chance?"
"Hoo?"
The recommender's mouth twitched for a split second. Why?
"It's one of those so-called 'hypno flicks,' and out of the recent ones I've watched, that was the best."
"Why's that?"
"The way it captured the onahole's stupidity and depravity was perfect. She pulls off all these shameless acts without even realizing she's under hypnosis or common sense alteration, then despairs when it breaks—it's so absurd and hot. I lost count of how many times I masturbated to it."
"Kh... khkhkh... kkhmm..."
Yoon Ji had answered honestly, but for some reason, the recommender ducked his head, choking back laughter. Had she said something off? Unease crept in—did her cock-up cost her?
"Y-yeah... khkh, got it. Our tastes align nicely. If you liked Hypno Meat Toilet Chairman, check out 'Common Sense Altered Childhood Friend NTR Battle' from the same studio next."
"Ah, thank you."
Not exactly interview-appropriate chit-chat, but a solid AV rec deserved thanks.
"Finally... Once you become an onahole, your future is locked in as an eternal onahole—no turning back. Give us one line of resolve. Let's go reverse order from 75."
Number 75's eyes gleamed as she declared:
"I'm fully prepared for that. Once an onahole, always an onahole. As long as my pussy can pleasure men, nothing could be better. I want to be a hassle-free onahole for any guy."
Her words rang with ironclad determination. Now it was Yoon Ji's turn. She steadied her breath, pinched her clit to ride a light orgasm, then responded.
"Even if I bomb this interview, I have zero plans to ditch my future as a total slut pussy. The moment my classmates started seeing me as their convenient plaything cunt, my path was set. Pass or fail—it doesn't matter. My life's already on one track."
Yoon Ji spoke with the clearest, most resolute voice she'd mustered yet.
"My life's confirmed: total slut pervert pussy. This is way past the point of mere resolve."
"Hoo..."
The interviewers let out impressed sighs. A pussy slut with resolve this solid was a rare find. And ironically, these words convinced Yoon Ji herself.
'Yeah. Even if I don't get into Onago, it doesn't matter. Official onahole or not, I'm still a slut whose mission is serving cock—that won't change.'
Absurdly, right as the interview wound down, Yoon Ji's heart reached peak calm and serenity. If only she'd started with this enlightened mindset.
Applicants 71 through 73 followed with their own aspirations. That wrapped up the Q&A portion.
The interview questions, that is.
"Now, we'll move straight into the practical exam."
With that, the recommender rose from his seat. His thick, rigid cock—Yoon Ji's familiar friend—sprang up from behind the desk like the rising sun.
The pussy sluts seated beside her gasped in unison. It was that impressive.
"All five of you team up and satisfy me. That'll seal the decision."