Chapter 30: Applying Common Sense Alteration to the Idol Dorm, Making It My Own Space...
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 30: Applying Common Sense Alteration to the Idol Dorm, Making It My Own Space...
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“Education...?”
“I feel like I’ve heard of that somewhere before...”
The two of them exchanged puzzled glances.
Seeing Rize and A-young still unable to form a clear judgment on the situation, I had no choice but to explain the contents of the hypnosis myself.
“It’s massage education today. I come to the dorm and do this for you guys sometimes, don't you remember?”
As soon as I said that, Rize and A-young, who had been facing each other, nodded as if the altered common sense of the dormitory had naturally surfaced in their minds.
“I think I remember now.”
“Right. It’s definitely something we get from you every week at the dorm, Oppa... So that’s why you’re here.”
Rize, who had been lost in thought for a moment, spoke up.
“But Sera is showering right now... and as you know, Ji-yeon hates being touched when she’s alone... If you can wait a moment, I’ll go grab them both.”
“No, that’s not necessary.”
Sera was likely exhausted from her schedule, so I decided to leave her be. As for Yoon Ji-yeon, her personality was so prickly that I didn't particularly want to see her face right now.
It would only end up draining me.
“Let’s just have the two of you receive the education today.”
“Okay, let’s do that then.”
“Understood, Oppa.”
I led the two compliant girls further into the dorm.
I told them I needed a somewhat firm bed for the massage, and A-young suggested her room would be best, so we headed there.
Upon entering A-young’s room...
“...I’m sorry. It’s a bit of a mess, isn’t it?”
A chaotic, somewhat disastrous sight greeted us.
A game client was running on her computer, and in front of it sat half-eaten snack bags and scattered crumbs.
There were crumbs on the rug covering the floor, making the soles of my feet feel gritty with every step.
It was the quintessential room of a gaming addict.
The room wasn't even properly ventilated.
“A-young, you really don’t clean your room, do you?”
“I usually keep it clean! It’s just because this holiday was so long.”
A-young made an indignant excuse and quickly began clearing away the trash.
Rize and I helped her out a bit.
Once the trash and crumbs rolling around the floor were cleared, the specific atmosphere of a young girl’s room finally became apparent.
Dolls won from claw machines, cushions gifted by fans, and aroma diffusers.
And that dildo...
“Wait, what?”
A dildo?
I checked again, thinking I’d misseen it, but the object modeled after a male organ was unmistakably a dildo.
“Kyaaaak! Wait a second!”
Thwack!
A-young kicked the dildo away.
It was a swift kick, like a professional soccer player's. The black dildo went rolling under the bed and vanished.
It happened so fast I was left stunned.
“I think I just saw something...”
“It was nothing! Please don’t worry about it!”
Faced with A-young’s subtle threat and fierce gaze, I couldn't bring up the dildo again and just kept the thought to myself.
So A-young masturbates too...
I continued looking around the room.
There was an Estella poster on the wall...
And the most important part, the bed.
“It’s firm.”
“Right? It’s a hard mattress.”
I liked the bed.
Even though it was a single room, it had a queen-sized bed that was spacious, appropriately firm, yet still plush.
It was much better than the practice room floor.
In reality, it was unthinkable for a manager like me to touch an idol’s bed so casually, but no one in this room was going to call me out on my behavior.
Clap!
I stood the two of them up and clapped my hands together.
“Then let’s begin the massage education. But before that... isn’t there something you need to do?”
“...Ah, that.”
“...Mmm.”
At my words, the two exchanged hesitant glances, but they soon steeled themselves and naturally began to act according to the hypnosis.
In other words, they began to undress themselves.
Slide.
Slide.
They’re stripping. They’re actually taking their clothes off on their own...
The process of two dazzlingly beautiful idols stripping themselves naked as if they were in a locker room provided a visual stimulus that no porn could ever match.
Neither of them hesitated in their movements, but they couldn't help their embarrassment; a faint flush crept over their porcelain skin.
A moment later, Rize and A-young stood side-by-side before me, completely naked.
“Good. I think we’re ready now.”
I called them over and had them stand where the room’s lighting was brightest.
Then, I slowly took in their snow-white, naked bodies from head to toe.
It’s a shame I can’t take a picture... I really want to save this forever.
Honestly, their looks went without saying, and thanks to constant idol-level maintenance, their figures were flawless and beyond reproach.
However, there were differences in their body types.
Rize, being the eldest and the leader, boasted a slender, model-like physique, while A-young was shorter but possessed a pair of violently large breasts.
Holy shit. They’re huge...
A-young boasted the largest breasts among the Estella members.
I’d known they were big from the way they strained against her T-shirts, but seeing them in the flesh, the volume was even more impressive than I’d imagined.
I could see why she’d earned the nickname "Estella's Best Breasts" among the fans in underground communities.
Dancing on stage with a bust like that would certainly grab everyone's attention.
A-young blushed under my gaze.
“C-could you please not stare so much?”
“Sorry. But this is for the massage, so please understand. Also, could both of you pull your shoulders back and push your hips forward a bit?”
Following my instructions obediently, Rize and A-young pushed their hips forward, their faces turning beet red.
“Mmm...”
“Ah, ah... This is really embarrassing...”
No matter how much being an idol involved showing off one's beauty to the public, public exposure was a completely different story.
Especially since the members of Estella hadn't gained fame through revealing concepts; at most, they showed their armpits or bare legs in their stage costumes.
I enjoyed the sight of the two idols’ radiant bodies, without a single stitch of clothing on them, and slowly began to speak.
“You know the purpose of massage education, right? Condition management and blood circulation. And I’m doing this to make you feel good, so I’ll ask for your cooperation.”
“Understood.”
“Yes.”
Rize and A-young nodded.
I thought I’d ejaculated enough during sex with Sera to leave my balls empty, but seeing them like this, my dick surged with power once again.
Faced with these two beautiful bodies, I was forced into the greatest dilemma of my life.
Rize or A-young?
I was going to do both anyway.
But I suppose it’s best to start with the older one, right?
“Rize. Let’s start with you.”
“Do I just lie down?”
“Yeah.”
Since Rize was the leader of the girl group, I thought it would be good to show her receiving the massage first.
Rize lay down comfortably on the bed and stretched out her long, pale legs.
I often thought about how lucky I was that Rize followed my lead so well.
Of course, the other members followed my words too, but Rize always tended to work hard at everything, perhaps out of her sense of responsibility as the eldest.
“A-young, you’re next, so just watch from the side. I’ll let you know if I need help.”
“Ah, yes. I will...”
A-young answered hesitantly.
Her tense gaze was fixed on Rize and me.
In contrast, Rize relaxed and wiggled her toes as she spoke.
“Is there nothing else for me to do?”
“Nope. Just lie there comfortably.”
“Okay. That’s nice.”
She looked as comfortable as if she were in her own bed.
Her long, wine-colored hair spilled across the pillow, and her beautiful breasts rose and fell with every breath.
Gulp...
Her long, coolly extended legs.
Her firm pelvis.
Her slender waist and beautifully indented navel were so perfectly balanced, and her proportions so unreal, that it felt like looking at a work of art.
I wanted to touch her.
Those breasts.
The legs. The feet.
The ass.
Whew...
Calm down.
The reason I added "massage" to the Common Sense Alteration in the first place was so I could taste the members' bodies from head to toe, however I wanted.
There was no need to rush; I could touch everything.
I immediately put that plan into action.
Slide...
I placed my hand on Rize’s foot.
Massaging her bare foot—the one without the cast—I lightly pressed down on her instep.
Then, I used my thumb to knead her smooth sole in circular motions.
I had to at least maintain the appearance of a massage.
And slowly...
I move up.
From the bare foot to the calf.
From the calf to the thigh.
As if following a course, I slowly moved upward from her toes, loosening her muscles.
My touch, which had been traveling up Rize’s legs as she showed off her smooth and beautiful lines, eventually reached her crotch.
...In that moment, I could feel the sensation of soft hair against my fingertips.
Rize’s neatly groomed pussy hair.
“Ngh...!”
Panic instantly flickered across Rize’s usually calm face.
She twisted her hips slightly.
“Wait... I don’t think that’s the right spot. Maybe you could do somewhere else...”
“No. It’s a massage, so I have to be thorough everywhere.”
I rejected Rize’s suggestion and gently stroked the hair growing on her mound. It was very neatly trimmed, as if she maintained it regularly.
I hadn't really known because Sera and A-young were completely hairless, but seeing hair growing on the mound like this felt incredibly lewd.
When I gripped that pussy hair and gave it a light tug...
“H-hyut...!!”
Rize’s legs snapped straight.
It wasn't that she was feeling pleasure; it was a reflexive reaction born of embarrassment.
It was a sound I’d never heard from Rize before.
I can't take it...
I’m too turned on to hold back.
Rize.
I’m sorry, but as the leader, you’ll have to set an example.
“Lie still.”
“Y-yes...?”
By the time Rize gave a dazed reply to my suddenly changed voice, my hand was already rapidly rubbing her clitoris.
My fingers harshly toyed with that swollen clit.
Rub, rub, rub...!
“......!!!”
With her mouth hanging open, Rize’s hips bucked violently upward.