A Fitting Room Affair
Minjun quickly scanned his surroundings. Truth be told, there wasn't much to scan. It was a typical fitting room—box-shaped, with a light fixture embedded in the ceiling that brightly illuminated the space. It was so narrow that two people would fill it completely.
Smooch—.
He had been looking around the interior when he suddenly felt a soft touch on his lips. Startled, he lowered his gaze.
“Huuht… Hng…”
The woman breathing heavily seemed to ask why he was looking anywhere but at her. She hadn’t spoken the words aloud, but he could feel it. How desperate she was, how aroused—she was an open book. The way her body squirmed in his arms and the bitch-in-heat glaze in her eyes told him everything. Words weren’t necessary at all.
There was only one reason she would grab his wrist and drag him in here.
In the cramped fitting room, Minjun immediately captured her lips.
Chup. Slurp. Chup. Sssuuup. Chup.
“Uht… Hng…”
“Haa…”
They shared a fierce, passionate kiss. Their tongues explored each other greedily. Their mouths refused to part. Saliva and hot breath mingled as the small room grew steamy and thick with heat.
Click. Swish.
“Uht… Huuht…”
They kept kissing even as they stripped. Every second spent removing clothes felt like a waste. It was only the beginning, yet the atmosphere had grown so scorching that their bodies were already burning.
“Mmm… Slurp…”
Even though they were naked in an instant, neither felt any shame. The tension of possibly being caught only added spice to the mood, like seasoning on a sizzling dish.
In the tight space they stood completely bare, bodies pressed flush together. While still kissing him, she reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock. Her eyes widened like a startled rabbit.
“Haum… Hng…”
As if she could no longer endure, she broke the kiss and lowered herself. Squatting, she took his cock into her mouth.
Mmm. Slurp. Chup. Sluuurp. Chuap.
“Khuup… Kehek… Kek… Kehek…”
“Hut…”
It was far from skilled. She tried forcing it deep too eagerly and gagged, her teeth scraping his shaft. Yet that only aroused him more. He wondered just how horny this clumsy woman must be to go this far.
Minjun grabbed her shoulders, pulled her to her feet, and pressed her against the wall. Sliding both hands under her hips, he lifted her effortlessly.
“Uung… Haa…”
Her weight was supported by the wall, so she felt almost weightless. He leaned in and whispered into her ear.
“Do I appeal to you that much? We only just met, didn’t we?”
“Haang. Yes. I feel like I’m going crazy. I want you to fuck me. I want the customer to fuck me.”
“Really? Think you can handle something this big?”
“Huuht…!! Yes, please… Put it in me… I’m begging you.”
She reacted sensitively to the whisper yet gave an immediate green light. Without hesitation, Minjun thrust his cock inside her.
Thrust!
Hand of God (Penile Application)
Lust transferred. Sexual sensitivity greatly amplified.
“Kkueht…!!!”
“Stay quiet.”
He had only pushed the tip in, yet a moan had already escaped. He covered her mouth with one hand and slowly advanced. Her pussy was incredibly tight. It was wet, but entry was still difficult. He had considered using the Hand of God, but both hands were occupied. While pondering what to do, he remembered the app’s description clearly stated that with enough proficiency, the skill could be used through other body parts as well.
Minjun focused on channeling lust into his cock. When it didn’t work immediately, he activated his lust eyes and tried again. Soon a faint haze of carnal energy rose from his shaft. The amount was laughably small compared to using his hands, but it was enough.
“Kkeung…!! Hut…!!!”
He felt her moans begin to change. They were no longer from pain, but from pleasure. Once his cock carried the lust aura, her pussy flooded instantly, making the thrust smooth.
Sliiide. Thud!
He kept pushing until he could go no deeper, driving into territory she had likely never felt before. Eventually his tip kissed her womb.
“Geup…!! Ubeup!!!”
His cock had vanished inside her. It hadn’t reached the base, but it was deep enough. Thanks to the activated God Cock, the warm, squeezing sensation of her pussy felt even more intoxicating. Her walls, stretched tight and struggling around his girth, looked utterly adorable.
He pulled back slightly, then slammed in again.
Schlick. Thud!
“Haa…!!! Uht!!”
Once the first thrust landed, the rest came easily. Each time he withdrew a little farther before driving back in.
Schliiick. Thud! Schliiiick. Thud!!
“Haaang…!! Hup…!!!”
Her eyes flew wide as tears poured down her cheeks. Yet they were tears of pure joy and ecstasy—not a trace of sadness in them.
Slurp.
He dipped his head and licked the tears from her face. She stared at him in surprise even as her pussy clenched hard around him. She delighted in his every move, lost in endless pleasure. A female this loyal deserved to be fucked thoroughly.
Schlick. Hng! Schlick. Thud!
“Khuup…!! Kkut!!!”
He moved his hips. Because he had been licking her tears, their bodies were pressed even tighter, subtly changing the angle. The new stimulation made his cock throb uncontrollably.
‘Hmm… I can’t hold back on this…’
While pounding into her, he noticed a delicious target right in front of him. He tilted his head and bit down on her neck.
“Hup…!!!!”
The moment her neck was stimulated, she climaxed. Her pussy squeezed violently, but he kept thrusting. Fucking a woman through her orgasm was already familiar territory.
Chup. Suuup. Suuup.
Like devouring ripe fruit, he sucked hard on her neck. It would leave a dark mark, but neither of them cared.
“Huuuht…!!!…Uup!!!”
His hand had loosened while sucking on her neck, allowing her scream to slip out. Startled, she clapped both hands over her own mouth. That freed the hand he had been using to silence her. With the extra support, his thrusts became smoother and more powerful.
Thwack. Thwack. Smack. Smack. Smack smack.
“Kkup!! Ubeup!!! Uup!!!”
“Chup… Sluurp…”
He sucked on her neck while driving his cock into her without pause. The sensation of being completely fused, fucking with zero gaps, was always special. It felt like becoming one. He wondered if she felt the same unity, but even if she didn’t, he had no complaints. She was already too busy drowning in the deep pleasure he gave her.
Knock knock—.
“Anyone in there?”
The sex had been reaching its peak when the sudden knock shattered everything. His heart, which had been blazing hot, plummeted and turned ice-cold. A chill ran down his spine.
‘Fuck…!!’
Minjun froze mid-motion. She stiffened as well, unable to move. It felt as if the world had stopped right before total ruin.
“Customer~ That room is just for display. The actual fitting rooms are over here!”
“Ah… I didn’t realize. Hohoho. Thank you.”
Footsteps echoed outside, then gradually faded. Minjun’s shoulders sagged. The tension that had locked them rigid now made them ache.
‘Damn… Way too dangerous.’
They needed to stop here. There was no telling when they might get caught, and getting caught would be humiliating. No matter how thrilling it was, there was no need to risk it in a place like this. Giving her his number and calling her to a hotel would be smooth sailing. No reason to walk a path full of thorns on purpose.
Sliiide.
He began to slowly withdraw his still-hard cock. But suddenly her pelvis slammed downward. She trapped him inside her pussy, refusing to let him pull out.
“Hut…!”
The unexpected pleasure made him moan in surprise as he looked at her face. The lust that had begun to cool roared back to life in an instant.
Her expression was no longer human—it was that of a bitch in heat. Her eyes were half-lidded and hazy, pupils completely unfocused.
“Uung uung…”
She shook her head at him in a slow, seductive sway. It wasn’t some cute, clumsy act. It was pure female instinct on full display—the ultimate sexual appeal a woman could offer when she wanted nothing but cock and couldn’t survive without it.
She wanted his cock right here, right now. Nothing else mattered.
Throb. Throb.
His cock, which had shrunk from the tension, swelled rapidly back to full hardness. He began moving his hips again. Stimulated by the bitch in heat before him, his own male instincts surged to life.
He fucked her without mercy. She covered her mouth with both hands, desperately trying to stifle her moans, but it was useless.
Smack smack smack smack smack smack. Smack smack smack smack smack.
“Kkeung…!! Haaang…!!! Ang!! Haaang!!! Huuuht!!!”
Her moans were far too loud. They were definitely leaking outside the fitting room. Yet he could not stop. Every worry about the future had vanished from his mind. He was already overwhelmed just focusing on the relentless pounding. The sensation of their genitals rubbing together—the raw feel of her pussy walls gripping his cock—drove him insane.
“Uht… I’m cumming…”
He warned her as the urge rose. Seeing her eyes tremble at the words, it was clearly not a safe day.
‘Can’t be helped.’
He rocked his hips a few more times until the climax was almost upon him, then quickly pulled out of her pussy and released her body. As she slid down the wall, her mouth stopped perfectly in front of his cock. He rubbed his glans against her lips.
“Umm… Haup…”
She understood the gesture at once and opened her mouth to take him in. He pushed half his length inside, grabbed her head, and began thrusting. The warm, wet tunnel quickly drew out the semen waiting at the tip.
Spluuurt!! Spluuurt!!
“Khuht…”
“Uup… Uguuk… Geup…”
He pulled her head forward as far as it would go, burying himself deep. To keep her from wasting even a drop of his precious load, he pumped it straight down her throat.
It was his sixth ejaculation of the day, but the sheer pleasure of the sex made the volume impressive. He held her head in place until the heavy spurts finally slowed, then released her once the last drop had been delivered.
“Ummt… Mmmu… Khuup… Hup… Kek.”
Even though he withdrew as slowly as possible, she kept coughing. The thick semen coating her throat was clearly the cause.
“Swallow everything on your face too. You can’t walk around looking like that.”
He whispered the command. She stared at him with trembling eyes for a moment, then slowly wiped around her mouth with her fingers. Gathering every drop like a broom, she brought her semen-covered fingers to her lips.
“Haup… Mmm… Chup… Sluuup…”
She sucked her fingers as if they were the most delicious treat, licking and devouring the semen with frantic passion. She couldn’t perform proper fellatio, yet her cleanup was as skilled as any veteran whore. The sight made his cock twitch again, but he held back. They had already spent far too much time here.
“Give me your number. I’ll contact you later.”
He handed her his phone. She pulled her finger from her mouth with a wet pop, then shyly wiped her saliva-soaked fingers on her skirt before taking the device. She entered her number and returned the phone.
He had been about to save her as “Department Store Girl” when he paused. He should at least learn her real name. Lowering his gaze to the floor, he spotted her name tag lying there.
He saved her name and number, then dressed. Kim Hemi, who had been staring blankly, began gathering her own clothes and dressing as well.
“I’ll head out first, Hemi.”
“Ah… Yes…”
He stepped out of the fitting room. Fortunately, no one was nearby. A moment later Kim Hemi slipped out after him. Looking at her, he asked casually, as if nothing had happened.
“Could you gift-wrap the choker for me?”
“Yes… Of course, sir.”
The bold woman who had eagerly sucked him off inside the room now seemed completely flustered once outside. Embarrassment must have finally caught up with her; she tried to hurry away. He caught her wrist.
She turned back in surprise.
“Ring up two of the same, please.”
“Two? Would you like both as gifts?”
“No. Wear one yourself, Hemi. It looks good on you.”
“Ah… Y-yes… Understood!”
When he released her wrist, her face flushed bright red as she practically fled.
‘What a find. Absolute talent. When I recruit, I have to make her a Believer.’
The choker really did suit her. But that wasn’t the only reason. Every time she saw it, she would remember the wild sex they had shared in the fitting room. Each time, she would think of him and her pussy would begin to ache.
What he had given her wasn’t merely a choker—it was a sturdy dog collar.
‘Hmm… When I establish the cult, making the believers wear chokers wouldn’t be a bad idea at all.’
They would need a signature item to represent the religion, like prayer beads or a cross. A choker seemed perfect. Its resemblance to a dog collar could symbolize absolute obedience, it carried strong sexual appeal, and it could pass as everyday fashion.
‘This is fun. Maybe being a cult leader really is my true calling.’