Chapter 32

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 32

Chapter Title: Please Do It

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With a smack right to her pussy, Song Hee-seon completely lost it.

A short while later, So-in realized what he'd done.

'Fuck... How the hell do I fix this?'

He'd brought her out under the pretense of outdoor photography, and now he'd gone and done this.

He kept apologizing nonstop to Hee-seon, who had only her coat draped over her body.

"I'm sorry. I just... lost my head for a moment..."

"No, it's fine. Young blood can get carried away like that."

Just in case, he'd gathered the ice he'd bought and was gently pressing it to her reddened ass to make sure it was okay.

'Someone please tell me how to handle a situation like this.'

While directing outdoor shots of his college buddy's mom, he'd discovered her masochistic side, gotten horny, and gleefully smacked her ass, tits, and even pussy. Then he'd made her talk to her daughter on the phone during it all.

So-in had no idea how to salvage this.

Surprisingly, it was Hee-seon who seemed calm.

"The payment will go through without issues, right?"

So-in answered without hesitation.

"Yes! I'll even cover extra costs out of my own pocket!"

"Hoho. That's okay. Just the original fee is fine."

Even with the gown covering her body, the massive weight of her breasts couldn't be hidden.

'Tits are so huge... The silhouette alone is insane...'

So-in thought that if he got hard in this situation, it might be the end of his life. He desperately sang the national anthem in his head.

"Are you disappointed that I'm such a woman?"

Her alluring face and body that was impossible to refuse.

"No! It's amazing!"

"Thank you."

She subtly pushed the phone in her hand behind her back.

Too many photos taken.

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While hiding the photo he'd saved without thinking, he cleared his throat.

"Your ass... is it okay? If there's anything else I can do..."

Hee-seon grabbed her ass and groaned as she stood up.

"That photo... the one with the gas mask and the ring."

"...Yes."

So-in recalled the perverted photo of Kim Hee-na that he'd shown Hee-seon. Latex outfit exposing her pussy and tits, nipple clamps, and even a gas mask.

"It was a bit perverted, but I can handle that level too."

"Pardon?"

"So, if you have tougher requests, contact me anytime. I'll do it cheaper than that model."

"Ah, okay..."

A mom trying to compete in perversion with her own daughter. So-in couldn't bring himself to say it out loud.

"Just keep that one thing quiet."

"...Keep it secret from Hee-na and Hee-da?"

"Yes. I've never shown that side to them. They're innocent girls."

Sorry, ma'am. The gas mask pervert in the photo is your daughter Hee-na.

"They don't know much about guys... It might shock them."

We've already had sex. Sometimes I make her send nudes with her pussy spread.

"Yes, I understand."

He had no choice but to give the answer that differed from his inner thoughts.

"Any more shooting left?"

"I'll drive you home."

Back in the car, she'd returned to being the pure, big-breasted beauty. No trace remained of the pervert who'd begged him to smack her pussy just hours ago.

The conversation flowed naturally under her lead as the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠car sped down the road.

"Call if you need ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠anything!"

"Yes, go on in."

After dropping Hee-seon off at home, So-in wondered if the day's events had been a dream.

'What the hell was that?'

Things hadn't gone at all as he'd planned. Midway through, he'd been swept up in Hee-seon's allure and ended up wildly smacking her precious parts without realizing it.

'The feel... was fucking incredible, though.'

The sensation of striking her massive tits and the pussy she'd spread open herself. It was a feeling he'd never forget.

To think something like this could happen to me.

'So-in, maybe now that you've escaped virgin status, people won't tease you anymore...?'

With boosted confidence in himself, he headed back to his place.

"Messages... again."

As he entered his place, he checked the message from Seo Mi-na.

'Oh right. I bought her new anal beads.'

Even while cursing him out, she was dutifully reporting back with her photo.

'Ugh, this is too good. Let's open it.'

Clicking the photo revealed a perverted shot of Seo Mi-na in her dorm, exposing her asshole and pussy.

'Whoa.'

She'd hiked up her skirt, turned around, and spread her legs to show off her asshole and pussy.

The issue was that a more humiliating and lewd object than usual was plugged into her asshole.

'...Way beyond expectations.'

A transparent plug replacing her old anal beads.

It was big enough that even she seemed to struggle putting it in. And it revealed everything inside her asshole.

'Way lewder than I thought...'

It was like her asshole was perpetually gaping open, granting 24/7 access to peer inside anytime.

So-in was thrilled at the fact that Seo Mi-na had called him a crazy bastard.

'I'm finally hearing that from Seo Mi-na.'

After messaging her, he leaned back in his chair and browsed freelance gigs.

Ding.

A message from a different girl, not Seo Mi-na.

Is she fucking insane?

True to form as Seo Mi-na's friend, So-in wondered if this one had lost her marbles too.

'If I don't go, she'll hunt me down in the lecture hall and beat me.'

If they crossed paths in a tight spot, she might humiliate him in front of everyone.

'...'

'Who's Lee Soo-bin?'

'...Too many conditions.'

Her constant physical intimidation was threatening, so he figured he'd track down Lee Soo-bin, hit Obedience Level (2) quick, then push Lee Ye-rin to (3).

"If I make her do 20 lewd things a day, maybe she'll stop contacting me over that."

He had no plans to build up his own physique, just weird workarounds.

-Ding.

A message arrived.

She called him a crazy bastard but did what he asked anyway.

'This is...'

She'd turned around, spread her legs wide, and blatantly showed off the transparent plug with her asshole fully visible.

'Oh...'

Even better, her hands behind her back held the phrases he'd requested.

Seeing her expose the shameful paper while snapping pics of the plug and her pussy hole, So-in felt pure bliss.

'Ah. What have I been doing with my life? This is happiness.'

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He named it for easy access later.

After saving Seo Mi-na's photo, So-in sank deep into his chair.

Worries about the future.

'Handle Ye-rin first, then find this Lee Soo-bin?'

He figured raising someone else's Obedience Level first wouldn't make much difference.

'Wanna test it?'

As he started typing to Lee Ye-rin, he paused to think.

'Just giving her a massage obediently feels too frustrating somehow...'

Early morning. Lee Ye-rin was jogging the track, flaunting her toned body. Long legs, tanned skin, perfectly sized breasts—she had all the makings of a popular athletic girl.

"Ye-rin~."

"Gah! What the hell are you doing here?"

So-in's sudden appearance at the track instead of her place caught her off guard.

'Ugh, don't wanna talk to a loser out in public.'

With some hurtful thought like that, she dragged him to a corner.

"I told you to come to my place."

"Muscles are best loosened right away."

"What? How am I supposed to get a massage here?"

"Just let me rub your limbs a bit. You will, right?"

It was nonsense, but his plea softened her resolve somehow.

'Ugh. Damn loser. Why do you look so pitiful?'

In the end, Ye-rin decided to go along with it.

"Wear this."

"Are you nuts?"

The outfit he handed her had such a deep cleavage cut it barely qualified as athletic wear.

"You fuck. Want me rumored as a pervert to the whole department?"

How'd he know?

So-in flinched at her words.

"It's not just deep up top. Look."

The bottom was cut scandalously high too—nothing like standard college gym clothes.

"Please do it..."

"You crazy bitch."

"Please do it..."

So-in threw a tantrum.

"It ventilates better for your muscles. And ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you've worked hard on that body—what's wrong with showing it off a little? Anyone getting weird ideas is the problem."

"..."

"No confidence in the muscles you've built?"

Ye-rin thought it was bullshit, but he was begging so hard—maybe close her eyes once and play the crazy bitch.

'Yeah... Contest girls wear bikinis anyway...'

The weird rationalization that it showed off muscles sunk in.

"Hand it over."

Reluctantly, she took the gym clothes, spread them out in her hands, and three seconds later...

"No way. Can't wear this sane. No changing room either."

Something no sane person would wear.

"Please do it..."

Maybe because it was extra extreme, her resistance was stronger than usual. So-in pushed with desperate "Please Do It"s.

"Haa..."

"It aids recovery and shows muscles well..."

Muscles definitely showed better. The more exposure, the better.

She eyed the outfit incredulously, then vanished behind the track's storage shed.

'Did it work?'

The track was visible to students from every department, even from afar. Working out there in a deep-cleavage high-leg outfit...

'Official campus pervert status, but will she do it?'

He'd pushed private exposure with "Please Do It" before, but never in a spot expecting this much foot traffic.

'If not, oh well. It's a stretch.'

Ye-rin didn't reappear for a while.

'Should I check?'

As anxious So-in stood, eyes from morning-jogging college kids gathered.

'Whoa.'

Lee Ye-rin, in an outfit plunging nearly to her navel exposing half her tits, bottom just barely covering her pussy—a high-leg masterpiece. Blushing, she appeared before So-in.