Chapter 372
Chapter 372
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 372
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (10)
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For an idol, the hips are basically sex. Recalling the vice president's teachings once more, I shook my hips hard to the rhythm of the song.
Imagining sex while dancing is no easy feat, but after nearly a month of practice, it had become second nature.
Shaking my hips while picturing a cock buried deep in my pussy like this... Ha-ut, haaa... That's how it works. Watching porn and fantasizing about sex with the vice president... well, not actual sex, but masturbating like it was—that really helped a ton.
Thanks to that, I could pull off 'sex appeal' with just about any move now.
"Good, that's perfect. Ready for the next step?"
And sure enough, today I finally passed with flying colors.
"Next step?"
"Yeah. You've pretty much mastered 'sex appeal' with your hips, so now we're moving on to using other body parts."
"Other parts?"
"Yep. Take a look at this video."
Idols striking a pose with one knee on the ground. Oh, so it's not bust morphing after all. With only three weeks left, there's still a mountain of stuff to learn... Maybe I should beg for more lesson time.
Today's worries were piling up again.
"Seen it."
"What do you think when you see that pose?"
"Hmm... Their legs look pretty?"
"Exactly. It's a choreography move that highlights leg beauty. Sit facing sideways like that, and you get a full view from thigh to calf, right?"
"Yeah."
"That's why it's one of the most common moves out there."
"Heh."
"Alright, question time."
"Ack."
"Can you do 'sex appeal' in that pose too?"
"Hmm... Yeah, I think so."
"How?"
"It emphasizes the legs... so that appeals, right?"
"Nope, wrong."
"Gasp."
"I'll explain it myself, so try sitting like that."
"...Got it."
The move itself was super simple. Just sit facing sideways. But focus on the legs—drop one knee like this... Yep, perfect. Cross the thighs to show off the leg lines, and the choreography's complete.
"Good job. Now try facing forward in the same pose."
"...Got it."
Facing forward didn't change much. It's the same move anyway. The legs are a bit less emphasized, but sitting like this facing front... Uh-ut, ah, sitting...
"Huh? What's wrong all of a sudden? I said face forward."
"...Pervert."
The idols in the video could face forward no problem. But I'm naked right now. Well, bra only, technically. So doing this pose exposes my... you know, my pussy... right there in plain view.
Sure, I've been flashing it since day one... but never this blatantly highlighted. Lessons or not, it's still embarrassing.
"Haha, get it now? It's a leg-focused pose, but the real 'sex appeal' comes from the pussy hidden between them."
"Ugh."
"When you strike that pose, eyes go straight to the thighs, right? But it doesn't stop there. 'Nice thighs? Wanna touch.' 'Short shorts? Wanna pull 'em off.' 'Skirt? Wanna slip a hand inside.' The ultimate target? Pussy. That's what this move is designed for."
"Insane."
"Gross, huh?"
"Yeah."
"But that's reality."
Guiding fans' gazes to my pussy? I never imagined it. My hands and feet were shaking from the unbelievable truth. Hard to buy, but coming from the vice president, it had to be legit. Idols really have it rough.
Never thought they'd aim for gaze-rape this hardcore.
"And your job is to play into that reality."
"Not easy."
"Haha, but you can do it, right?"
"...I'll try."
"Yeah, I know you can."
What choice did I have? Backing out now wasn't an option. Bolstered by the vice president's encouragement, I nodded again. Disgusting world or not, I had confidence in my 'sex appeal'... The dirtier it got, the more room I had to shine.
Pussy-powered 'sex appeal'... I can do it.
I clenched my fist and dropped to my knees.
"No, skip that. Stand up. Time to move on."
"Ack."
So I stood back up.
"Now we'll learn 'sex appeal' with the pussy."
"Yes."
"Alright, question."
"...Sigh."
"What's that sigh for?"
"Nothing."
Please, just tell me straight? The old boomer always hits me with pointless questions. He doesn't even know the answer anyway. But if I call him out, he'll throw a tantrum about respecting elders... Guess I have to play along as the adult.
"What's most important for pussy 'sex appeal'?"
"...The pussy."
"Wrong."
"Hmph."
"The pussy matters, sure. But you can't show it outright. You can tease the imagination, but exposure ends your idol career on the spot. So what's next? Facial expressions. How you look in that pose is key."
"Expressions?"
"Yeah. Watch this video. Same move, but the vibe's totally different, right? All because of the 'expressions.' Remember: even for pussy 'sex appeal,' the expression is what counts."
"...Got it."
"So, what expression should you make?"
"..."
"..."
"Not answering?"
"A good one."
"..."
"..."
"Sigh... Yeah, a good one. But specifically... like this. 'You want to fuck me right now, don't you? That's why you're staring at my pussy. But I can't do it with you. If you like me, though... I'll let you imagine fucking me.' Go on, picture it while staring at my pussy."
"Whoa..."
"Got it?"
"No, not at all? And it's way too gross. I almost hurled. Nearly called the cops for the first time in ages. Actually, I will. Just dial now?"
"G-Ga-eun..."
"Oh, sorry. Got too into it."
See? Push back a little, and he pouts. The vice president was red-faced and trembling—I couldn't help but laugh. He knew exactly how nasty that sounded.
But he said it anyway... Must be necessary.
I stopped the fake call and mulled over his words.
So, in short... Guide their gaze-rape into imagination-rape. Ugh, so filthy. Starting as an idol was a mistake. If not for Siwoo oppa, I wouldn't be here... A twinge of regret.
"But Vice President... I really don't think I can. I don't get it even after the explanation."
"R-Really...?"
"Yes."
"Figured as much."
"?"
"Only girls who've actually had sex can nail that vibe I described. In this video, only her, her, and her have it. They've been around the block. That's how they make that face."
"Whoa."
"But we need that vibe from you."
"Whoa?"
"So, special training."
"Whoa!"
Wait, he doesn't mean... not hand stuff, but actual sex with our bodies? Special training made cold sweat trickle down my back. He said I need sex experience... so forcing sex is likely. Ugh, but not like this for my first time... W-What do I do? My whole body was slick with sweat.
"Alright, clench your fist."
"Eh?"
"Huh? What's the 'eh'? No time. Hurry up."
Thankfully, the vice president didn't demand real sex. Whew, hand stuff's enough? Relieved, I sighed and offered my vertically clenched fist.
"And masturbate with your other hand."
"...Eh."
"Huh? What's the 'eh'? Time's short."
"M-Masturbate? What?"
"Masturbate! You have, right?"
"W-Well, yeah, but..."
"You need sex experience... but we can't actually fuck. So from now on, you'll do simulated sex with me."
"E-Eh...?"
"What matters is knowing how good sex feels. Simulated sex works fine if you masturbate right."
"Uh, uh-huh..."
"I'll play some hardcore porn. Pretend you're fucking me for real while using your hands well. I'll help from the side."
"Y-You're serious?"
"Why? Sound fake?"
"N-No..."
"Then quit stalling and start."
With that, he shoved his thick thumb—his 'cock'—into my pussy hole made with my hand. Like I was entranced, I shook my fist while bringing my other hand to my pussy.
Aaah... J-Just masturbate like this?
"Ha-ut?! V-Vice President?!"
"For immersion. Don't stress, just start."
"Ah-ut... Ungh, haa..."
He was dead serious, kneading my breasts while thrusting his thumb—his 'cock'. Super weird, but I couldn't refuse. Hesitantly, I reached down and started masturbating.
"Ah, ungh... Ha-eung..."
I didn't know if it'd work... but he's the trustworthy vice president. Just follow along, right? Legs going weak, I leaned into him and kept going. Mortifying and embarrassing... but his warmth eased me a bit.