Can I Take a Photo of That Thing?
The next morning after receiving a nude selfie from Kang Iseor.
I opened Sexmuwiki with the intention of adding something new to her document. No, this wasn’t the experiment regarding the new information about Noona that I’d mentioned yesterday. That would happen later, after she finished having lunch with her friends and we went to the department store together. What I wanted to test right now was something else entirely.
12. Past Events and Incidents
・(Omitted)
・On OO Month, OO Day. While having lunch with her friends, Kang Iseor brought up Han Jihoon. As a result, she spent the entire meal listening to her friends praise him.
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If her friends praised me, wouldn’t that change Noona’s opinion of me even a little? I’d said I would earn her favor with my own hands, but this much should be fine, right?
That’s what I told myself, but in truth, I had another goal. Just like what happened with Noona’s mother last time, this time I wanted to try controlling multiple people around her at once. I tapped the Yes button, curious to see just how far Sexmuwiki’s power could reach.
[Notification: Inappropriate content.]
Hmm. Guess that doesn’t work. I had been hoping, but I’m not too disappointed. The app is already ridiculously overpowered, and it said I’d be able to unlock new features later anyway.
[Notification: The information you wrote contains too many individuals outside the document target who are affected by Sexmuwiki. Please raise your User Authority LV sufficiently.]
The next notification told me to raise my authority level. Does that mean once I level up enough, I’ll be able to control multiple people as a reward? Maybe it’s one of the new functions I’ll unlock later.
‘Okay. That’s enough.’
I deleted everything I couldn’t save and closed the app. Since my curiosity was satisfied, I’d save the points for something more useful later. Instead, I sat down in front of the computer I’d left on.
‘Which game should I review this time?’
Sex was fun, but I couldn’t stop making game review videos either. I enjoyed analyzing the games I’d played and sharing my experiences to connect with people. While I diligently browsed the internet, I waited for Noona’s lunch meeting to end.
“Hey, girls!”
“Oh my god, how long has it been?!”
At a restaurant somewhere in Seoul, friends who hadn’t seen each other in a while exchanged greetings. There were four of them, including Kang Iseor. They kept in touch often, but actually meeting up was rare, so everyone was visibly excited.
“Iseor, have you been doing okay? Aren’t you off from streaming today?”
“I’ll stream tonight. For now, sit down. Let’s order first.”
Once the waiter left after taking their order, one of the friends steered the conversation properly.
“It’s been forever since we all got together like this, hasn’t it?”
“Right? Why is it so hard to see each other’s faces?”
“We’ll have even less time once we start job hunting, won’t we?”
“High school was so much fun when we all went to the same school.”
“Totally, totally.”
After catching up on each other’s lives, their attention turned to Kang Iseor, who had been quietly listening.
“Iseor, you’re still taking a break from school, right? Are you going to take another semester off this year?”
“Probably? I’ll focus on streaming for now. Once I use up all my leave, I’ll either go back or drop out.”
“Your stream must be doing really well, huh?”
“Mina, you didn’t know? She gets almost two thousand people watching every time she goes live.”
“Is that a lot?”
“For a live stream and not even YouTube? Yeah, that’s huge. She’s even getting sponsorship offers.”
“For real? That’s awesome. No wonder you’re taking time off.”
Iseor wasn’t streaming just to brag to people around her, but she was still human. She didn’t exactly hate hearing compliments like this. However, the conversation soon shifted to a topic she wasn’t fond of—boys.
“Speaking of which, Se-hee, are you still seeing that older guy?”
“Huh? We broke up last week. I need to focus on job hunting, so I’m staying single for a while.”
“Yeah, right. You said the same thing last time and got a new guy in a week. So why did you break up this time?”
“Listen to this. Last week we booked a pension and went on a trip, right? The mood was perfect at night and we were about to do it, but that bastard…”
A vivid firsthand account that only the person involved could tell poured out. Kang Iseor, who generally felt repulsed by men, usually stayed quiet during these conversations. Most of the male-related stories she used on her streams actually came from these friends’ talks.
“What a fucking asshole. Why would he compare you to his ex?”
“Right? I’m glad I dumped him. Should’ve done it sooner. Anyway, Iseor, still no boyfriend news? You’ve been avoiding guys since middle and high school.”
“Me? Uh… yeah, I guess.”
Iseor tried to brush off the unwelcome question about men with a vague answer. Unfortunately, her friends seemed eager to keep talking about the topic.
“Come on. How have you never dated? You’re a college student, not a kid. Even kindergarteners date these days.”
“Seriously. If I had your face, I’d be hooking up with every guy I saw.”
“Whether I date or not is my business. It’s not like I’ll die without a man.”
“That’s not the point. Have you really never had a boyfriend? Not even once?”
Even when her friend asked in disbelief, Iseor’s stance didn’t change.
“Would I lie to you guys? I have no plans to date anyone in the future either.”
“Sigh. Iseor, you really are such a baby.”
“…What?”
Being treated like a child just because she had no dating experience felt unfair. Maybe it was because she had already had sex, even if it wasn’t romance. Even though she heard this often from her friends, this time it stung her pride more than usual.
“Why call me a baby over something like that?”
“Because you are. There’s a huge difference between a girl who’s done it and one who hasn’t. You’ve never tried it, right?”
“…I have.”
The words suddenly slipped from Kang Iseor’s mouth. It had nothing to do with the information Jihoon had tried and failed to add to the app. She had simply gotten worked up by her friend’s teasing and spoken without thinking.
Naturally, her friends’ eyes widened in shock.
“Wait, really?”
“For real, Iseor? You’ve slept with a guy?”
“Who?”
The barrage of questions made Iseor regret it instantly, but it was too late to take the words back.
“A… younger guy I’ve known for a while.”
“Really? You had someone like that?”
“Why are you only telling us now?!”
“Are you dating your childhood friend?”
“It’s not… exactly dating. More like… partners…”
“Partners? What kind of partners? Don’t tell me—fuck buddies?”
“Whoa, and it’s you of all people, Iseor? This is insane.”
Because her friends reacted so strongly and kept pressing, Iseor eventually told them about the night she spent with Han Jihoon. She couldn’t bring herself to mention that she was addicted to his scent, though.
“So he thought something happened to you, smashed the door with a hammer, and then you two immediately…”
“Girl. That sounds like he’s completely obsessed with you.”
“I don’t know… Maybe he’s only after my body…”
“Is he good-looking? Tall?”
“Well, his appearance isn’t bad.”
“How big is it down there?”
“D-down there?!”
Flustered by the direct question, Iseor thought of Jihoon’s and spread her hands apart.
“About this much…”
“That’s over twenty centimeters, isn’t it? How long did it last?”
“That time it was about four hours. We took one break in the middle.”
“Even porn actors can’t do that. You lucky bitch!”
She had simply stated the facts calmly, yet her friends were making a huge fuss. Still, seeing the friends who had treated her like a child look so shocked made her feel a little proud. That feeling, however, didn’t last long thanks to her friend Se-hee, who had been listening quietly.
“Iseor, is this for real? I’m having a hard time believing it…”
“What?”
“A huge dick, four hours without stopping, and he’s decent-looking? Plus a childhood friend? It sounds way too much like a novel…”
“It’s true.”
Even with her firm answer, the friend continued cautiously, still skeptical.
“You know I’ve dated my fair share of guys. Are you lying because we’ve been too hard on you? I won’t do it anymore, I’m sorry.”
“I said it’s true.”
“Yeah, Se-hee. Iseor isn’t the type to lie about something like this.”
“But even so, where would you find a guy like that in Korea?”
“I’m not lying.”
“…Alright. I got it, Iseor.”
Iseor knew there was no malice behind it. They simply found the story too unbelievable by their standards. Still, being treated like a liar felt far more unpleasant than being nagged for not dating. And the way they were offering to overlook it as a white lie made it even worse.
Just as the upset Iseor was about to say something more, the waiter began bringing out their food.
“Food’s here! Let’s stop talking and eat first.”
One of the other friends quickly changed the subject after sensing the awkward atmosphere. Thanks to that, the moment passed without incident. But even after they went to a café afterward and until the moment she parted ways with her friends, Iseor’s unpleasant mood refused to fade.
‘Is she still out with her friends?’
It was a little past two in the afternoon. I had told Noona to come over to my place once her meetup ended, so I was currently waiting for the doorbell to ring. The reason was to accompany her to the department store. More precisely, to put into practice the wiki information that her preferred play was ‘secretly smelling Han Jihoon’s scent around other people.’
That’s why I had already arranged to go with her and had even prepared a black mask for her to wear at the department store today.
‘I wonder what will happen if Noona walks around the department store wearing a mask covered in my cum. But wait a second.’
While enjoying that pleasant fantasy, a question occurred to me. According to my prediction, this information was simply a sexual kink buried deep inside her; she probably wasn’t even aware of it herself. In that case, would she really cooperate with my suggestion? Especially something so perverted that required going outside, not just in an empty studio apartment?
No matter how many times I thought about it, the answer was no.
‘Do I have to hold my scent hostage again? If I keep using the same method, she might actually get angry.’
I could use the wiki points I couldn’t spend earlier, but that felt like a waste. While I kept those options in reserve and searched for an alternative, the doorbell rang. I set my worries aside for now and let Noona inside.
“Did you have a good time with your friends?”
“…Yeah.”
“You sure? You don’t look happy.”
She must have noticed I wasn’t just guessing, because the gloomy-looking Noona spoke up.
“Hey. Before we go to the department store, can I ask you for one favor?”
“What is it?”
“Can I take a photo of your… thing?”
“What? You suddenly want one now? You could’ve just asked last night.”
“That’s not it! …I told my friends about you, but they didn’t believe me.”
“What did you tell them?”
I soon learned why her expression had been so dark, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Pfft. Your friends didn’t believe you, so you’re going to show them a dick pic of mine?”
“…Yeah. They said there’s no way someone like you exists—someone with a huge dick who can last that long.”
I never imagined she would tell other people about me, let alone that she had slept with me. From someone who hated lewd things, admitting she had a sex partner should have been something she’d want to hide from everyone.
“Why take a photo? I’ll testify for you. Just call them.”
“She’s the type who has to see it with her own eyes to believe it. And are you crazy? I already regret telling them I have a partner. You think I’m going to let you talk to her? I’m just going to show her the photo and be done with it.”
“Fine, whatever. It’s not hard. Should I just take it out?”
In front of the nodding Noona, I pulled my pants and underwear down in one smooth motion.
“N-not like that… Make it bigger.”
“It’s not something I can control. It needs the right stimulation to get hard.”
“Haa, seriously.”
With a sigh, she took off the padding jacket she was wearing. Then she pulled the hem of her sweatshirt all the way up to her armpits, revealing her round breasts cradled in a bra.
“Is this enough?”
“Come on, you’re joking, right?”
“…”
This time, Noona’s fingers slowly lifted her bra. Her breasts, which had been lifted along with it, could no longer hold and spilled downward with a heavy bounce. It was a lewd, hypnotic sway that seemed designed to mesmerize men. A moment later, once her breasts settled, they were so erotic that… well, they completely robbed me of my ability to speak coherently.
“Whoa, I’m getting hard.”
“…Pervert.”
“Hearing you say that makes me harder.”
“Just shut up.”
She criticized me, but she was in no position to talk. The moment she saw my erect cock and caught the spreading scent, her breathing had already grown rough.
“…”
“If you want to smell it, go ahead.”
Unable to say anything back to me, she obediently buried her face in my crotch. Then she sat beside my cock, used her fingers to bend it horizontally, and pressed it between her nose and upper lip before inhaling deeply.
“Hnn, haa… Because of this thing…”
Did she want to complain that this was why her friends had called her a liar? Regardless of my guess, Noona continued to enjoy her kokain session before looking up at me.
“…Hey. Can you cum once?”
“I don’t mind, but didn’t you say you wanted to take a photo?”
“After you cum once, yours gets even harder, doesn’t it? I want to take the picture then. I need to show her a proper one so she’ll believe me.”
Was she serious? Looking at her eyes, which were already turning slightly hazy, it seemed like she just wanted to drink my cum. Still, the thought ‘Well, if I get to blow one load, that’s good for me,’ made me nod—until the answer to the dilemma I’d been pondering earlier suddenly came to me.
It was the solution to peacefully getting Noona to participate in the perverted act of shopping at the department store while wearing a mask covered in semen.
“Noona, wait a second.”
“Haa, haa… What… is it?”
“I thought about it. Taking the photo is fine, but showing it to someone else feels a bit weird.”
“Th-that’s why I asked you as a favor.”
She must have been really upset about being called a liar. Of course, that was good news for me.
“Then I’ll do you the favor if you do one for me too.”
“…What is it?”
“I’ll tell you if you agree first.”
“Huu, seriously. Sniff, aah…”
Even while conflicted, she kept sniffing the cock resting on her philtrum. If someone saw her, they’d think she was a mafia boss making a major decision while taking a hit.
“Or we can forget about the photo. I feel embarrassed showing it to other people too.”
“…”
After a brief silence, Noona finally took the bait I had thrown.
“Fine. I’ll do your favor too.”