Chapter 4: First Experience Exchange

The tutorial quest had partially completed, and a popup appeared, but Yunho ignored it. Right now, he wanted to focus entirely on his connection with Shin Yeona.

His cock had completely vanished inside her pussy.

"Eut... ah.... it hurts.."

He could see red blood trickling out.

"You okay?"

"It hurts more than I thought... but I can handle it. So this is what sex feels like..."

Shin Yeona looked utterly beautiful saying that. Unable to hold back, Yunho moved his hips.

"Ugh, ah... Oppa, go a little easier."

"Ah, sorry. I got a bit too excited."

He calmed his excitement and moved slowly. Clumsy motions. But neither he nor Shin Yeona chased pure physical pleasure. Through their joined bodies, they drowned in a mental thrill that transcended the flesh.

Their eyes met. Communion between an ordinary guy and an ordinary girl. Exchanging their first experiences. Deep in her eyes, he saw a fierce determination. His own eyes burned with the same resolve.

We will... change. No matter what.

'I'll achieve everything I desire.'

He would possess it all, achieve it all. He would never again suffer the frustration of unfulfilled desires.

The next morning, when Yunho opened his eyes, Shin Yeona was gone. On the table lay a note she'd left behind.

A laugh bubbled up from deep inside him.

"I'm the one who should thank you."

He meant it sincerely. He hoped her desires would come true. Hoped she could learn to love herself.

"Hm?"

Come to think of it, the tutorial quest came with a perk that boosted rewards. It was like the reward meant for him had flowed to her instead, but he didn't mind at all. Somehow, he had a feeling he'd see Shin Yeona again. He pictured her beautifully transformed. Their reunion would be nothing like now.

Gazing at the newly added WeLike – Appearance Correction feature, Yunho felt a shiver run down his spine. In this world, some abilities could be gained through effort alone despite lacking talent, but others defied all effort.

He looked in the mirror. Flat nose. Long, monolid eyes. A face no one could call handsome, even politely.

I considered plastic surgery once, but gave up because I had no money.

Born without natural beauty, without the wealth to buy it later. Until now, his looks had been a mark of mediocrity, an inescapable shackle.

But with this feature, everything changed. He needed to test it.

The test area was simple: the part of his body he disliked most, one that wouldn't show outwardly. He dropped his pants, revealing his small, foreskin-covered dick.

It's mine, but damn, it's modest.

Smaller than average, it was one of his major insecurities.

Good thing Yeona was a virgin.

Otherwise, she might have been disappointed by the sight.

He snapped a photo of his dick and started the correction. How big should he go? For reference, he searched for "big dick" online. His jaw dropped. How could dicks vary so wildly among men?

A related search for "shampoo challenge" popped up, so he clicked. Photos flooded in: erect cocks balancing shampoo bottles for proof of size.

"I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thought 19cm was big. Guess this is what real big looks like."

Now he had a sense of scale.

"Length like this, girth like that."

The glans shape, bulging veins—all crucial. He referenced the hottest porn and hentai dicks he'd seen.

Should have enough GP.

He'd earned 20 GP from last night's encounter—the mental thrill of first times and the high of taking a step toward change had paid off big.

Luckily, the correction began. His groin felt like modeling clay being kneaded.

Once it finished, he checked immediately. His jaw dropped again. Even flaccid, it dangled like it was post-erection.

"Whoa. This actually worked?"

Excitement surged, along with raw desire.

I'm doing it. Completing it no matter what.

Time to head to the academy, so Yunho left his goshiwon. He'd had zero intention of going at first.

A new quest.

10 GP just for going to the academy? No brainer.

He arrived ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at the academy. Instead of heading straight to the classroom, he went to the admin office.

Time to switch out of Lee Seonyeong's class.

He couldn't keep attending like a sucker after that humiliation.

Let's never cross paths again. Please.

But as the saying goes, speak of the tiger and it appears. He ran into her in the hallway. Spotting him, a cruel smile spread across Lee Seonyeong's face.

"Well, if it isn't the student who fell asleep during my lecture, got called out, spat curses, and ran away?"

Seeing her made his fists clench.

"Don't worry, I won't be taking your class anymore."

Lee Seonyeong sneered.

"If that's all you have to say, it's not enough. You disrupted my class. Not even sorry?"

You blew it up to disrupt the class yourself? For real?

The status message confirmed she meant it.

Unbelievable.

He was the one insulted, yet she thought she'd been wronged.

"You look mid-twenties, maybe thirties—aren't you ashamed at that age? If you're paying for academy, show some passion for studying. Not embarrassed for your parents footing the bill?"

He'd planned to let it slide quietly. But.

Should I really take this lying down?

The old him would have. He lacked the guts to make waves. Then he'd pathetically console himself: 'Causing a scene would hurt me more, so I'm enduring.'

Not anymore.

Something snapped in his mind with a sharp crack. He'd decided. He would fuck that bitch for sure. Make her grovel beneath him, begging forgiveness—that's how he'd vent his rage.

And first, she needed a piece of his mind.

"Shut your damn mouth."

Lee Seonyeong looked dumbfounded.

"What? What did you say? Say it again."

"I said shut your mouth. I'll drop out like you wanted."

"You curse me out and think dropping solves it...? Hey! Where are you going!"

Instructor versus student—fighting on academy grounds disadvantaged him. Ignoring her shouts, Yunho bolted.

What now?

He wanted to properly school Lee Seonyeong. Teach her some manners.

As if responding, a notification rang.

Hm? Outdoor exposure? And enjoying it?

Yunho immediately opened KakaoTalk and checked Lee Seonyeong's profile. The screen showed standard info, overlaid by a translucent window with her profile.

Then a new popup appeared.

Combining the profile and tip, one thing clicked. People had all sorts of kinks, including exhibitionism—getting off on exposing themselves. They often ran secret SNS alts to post nudes.

He'd stumbled on one before and jerked off to it sometimes.

He found the SNS alt account.

This person lived near Noryangjin.

Nude photos from familiar spots: overpasses, parking lots, parks. Looking closer, the body and silhouette matched Lee Seonyeong.

For the rest of the day, he monitored her profile and status messages.

"Looks like outdoor exposure tonight."

Her status showed intent.

As night fell, her location shifted. Tracing her path, she was heading to her usual underground parking spot for exposure pics.

Yunho rushed out. He arrived first and hid between cars.

There she came, walking from afar. After glancing around, reassured, she pulled a tripod from her bag.

Tripod too? She's all in.

Lee Seonyeong wore a skin-tight ribbed dress. With a relaxed expression she'd never show in class, she hiked it up to her chin.

No underwear?