Welcome to Yukgi Academy(3)
Of course, no such rule actually existed. Jiho, who had been trailing behind them, had simply ordered the teacher to say it on a whim because he thought it would be amusing. And since the mother and daughter were completely unable to perceive Jiho's presence, they had no way of knowing about his conversation with the teacher.
Even the way the mother and daughter undressed highlighted the stark contrast in their personalities.
Jua, the mother, neatly folded every piece of her discarded clothing and placed them at her feet, while her daughter, Juyeon, carelessly stripped her clothes off and tossed them aside.
Jua glared at her daughter for a brief moment. Even in her unsightly state of complete nudity, she still exuded an imposing authority. Feeling her mother's gaze, Juyeon belatedly made a half-hearted attempt to fold her clothes.
Aside from being "persuaded" to strip, they were otherwise completely in their right minds.
"Now that you're both completely naked... Oh, my."
The teacher, who was about to lead them back into the dormitory, covered her mouth and let out a soft giggle.
Neither mother nor daughter had any pubic or body hair. Their exposed armpits lacked even a hint of peach fuzz, and their vulvas were entirely smooth.
Surely it can't be shaving. Is it genetic?
"I must ask you a question for hygiene purposes. Please answer honestly. Have you taken any special measures to keep your pussies so smooth?"
It was an absurd, insulting question that would normally provoke immediate outrage. However, because it was framed under the guise of "hygiene" and backed by "persuasion," Jua answered without taking offense.
"Yes. I naturally don't grow any hair there."
"Ah... as for me, I got waxed."
It was a contradictory situation where the mother was naturally hairless while the daughter had to wax. The teacher nodded with a smile.
"A natural baby pussy. How incredibly cute. Ah, by 'baby,' I simply mean it looks youthful, so you know it's a compliment, right?"
She was spouting utter nonsense.
"Yes. Thank you."
Yet, thoroughly persuaded, Jua accepted even this blatant sexual harassment as a genuine compliment.
"And Student Juyeon's is very pretty as well."
"Thank you."
With that, the three naked women and Jiho, who stood a step behind them, entered the dormitory.
A wide, long corridor stretched out in a straight line, flanked on both sides by spacious rooms. One room per student. Each boasted a large and luxurious interior.
But how could they see the size and layout of the rooms beyond the walls and doors from the hallway? The reason was profoundly bizarre.
The doors and the walls—they were all completely transparent. Just by standing in the hallway, they could see everything inside each room with perfect clarity.
The mother and daughter gasped in horror, covering their mouths with both hands.
"W-what on earth is the meaning of this..."
The doors, the walls, the toilets, and even the private shower stalls. Even the closets and furniture were entirely transparent.
The only opaque things were the thin partitions surrounding the toilets and the blankets on the beds. It was no different from a cage used for breeding hamsters or beetles. In this absurd dormitory where privacy, let alone basic human rights, was completely nonexistent, Jua cried out.
"H-how can you have a facility like this! What is the meaning of—!"
But the teacher quickly "persuaded" her, urging her to calm down.
"It's to prevent students from slacking off in their private spaces and to foster an atmosphere of absolute academic focus."
"B-but still..."
Upon hearing that explanation, Jua felt her anger instantly evaporate. Yet, a lingering sense of discomfort remained etched on her face and in her voice.
The situation so violently transgressed her natural boundaries that she couldn't help but feel an instinctive revulsion.
But that discomfort was short-lived. Juyeon, who had already been thoroughly "persuaded," let out a scoff and crossed her arms.
"Why? What's wrong with this?"
Her crossed arms pushed up her breasts, causing them to jiggle slightly.
"...W-what did you say?"
Jua was utterly taken aback by her daughter's reaction, having expected her to be even more outraged.
"Isn't this exactly what you wanted, Mom? You were the one praising the high walls and barbed wire around this academy earlier. Why is that wonderful, but this is bad?"
"T-that's..."
Under normal circumstances, Jua would have methodically dismantled her daughter's argument and lectured her on how insane this setup was. Unfortunately, she was far from her normal self.
Ultimately "persuaded" even by her own daughter, Jua hung her head.
"Yes, you're absolutely right..."
Having lost the capacity to perceive any abnormality in the transparent walls, the mother and daughter looked around once more. The dormitory was completely empty.
"Is everyone currently in self-study?"
"Yes. We have a separate study hall for that."
After walking for a short while, a woman suddenly stepped out and blocked the middle of the corridor.
She possessed a more mature appearance than the students and wore an outfit that resembled a military dress uniform rather than a standard business suit.
The teacher leaned back slightly and whispered to the mother and daughter.
"Ah, this is the Floor Leader."
While the Dormitory Matron managed the entire building, each floor was overseen by a Floor Leader.
The expressionless Floor Leader questioned the teacher in a dry, robotic voice that perfectly matched her cold demeanor.
"Who are they?"
"A prospective transfer student and her mother. They're here for a tour."
"I see."
She turned around and pointed toward one of the rooms. Unlike the others, this room contained only basic furniture, devoid of any personal belongings or signs of human habitation.
"In that case, you will likely be assigned to Room 503."
Room 503 had belonged to a student who was recently deemed "unfit" and expelled from the academy. It was currently the only vacant room on the floor.
"However. Before that."
She marched forward with long, deliberate strides and stood directly in front of the mother and daughter.
"We have recently detected instances of students smuggling contraband back into the dormitory after weekend passes. To strictly regulate such items, we will now conduct a contraband inspection. Your full cooperation is required."
At those words, Jua looked down at her own body in utter bewilderment.
A contraband inspection? Their phones, wallets, and every other possession had already been left behind with their discarded clothes.
"I understand the policy, but... we are already completely naked."
"You are not."
The Floor Leader pointed her finger at Jua's mouth and then down at her lower body—specifically, her vulva.
"You possess several cavities capable of concealing contraband, do you not? Indeed, we have caught other students hiding items inside them."
Under normal circumstances, the mother and daughter would have recoiled in horror. However, having been subjected to so much "persuasion," neither of them could even formulate a logical counterargument.
"This is entirely to maintain a proper academic environment for the students. Please cooperate."
Persuaded once again, the mother and daughter meekly submitted to the contraband inspection.
"We will begin with the mother."
"But how on earth are you going to inspect—"
Before Jua could even finish her question, the Floor Leader lunged forward and pounced on her.
Prying open Jua's parted lips, the Floor Leader thrust her tongue deep inside her mouth.
Slurp— squelch—
Jua's eyes widened at the sudden, invasive kiss.
Yet, though her body trembled violently, she offered no resistance. She couldn't. She had already been made to accept that this was merely a standard administrative procedure for a contraband inspection.
Suck— squish— slurp—
Tongues tangled and saliva mixed, producing a wet, highly erotic sound that echoed clearly through the corridor. From the root of Jua's tongue to the back of her teeth and along her gums, the Floor Leader expertly swept through and violated every corner of her mouth.
Slurp— pop— haah!
After nearly a minute of kissing—or rather, inspecting—the Floor Leader finally pulled her lips away. A thick, silver thread of saliva stretched long and glistened between their mouths.
Pulling out a pocket square, the Floor Leader lightly wiped her mouth and spoke.
"First, it appears no contraband is concealed within the oral cavity. Next, the armpits."
"What? How could anything be hidden there... Ah!"
The Floor Leader grabbed Jua's arms and hoisted them high. The smooth, hairless hollows of her armpits were laid completely bare.
The Floor Leader stared intently at the soft curves leading down to her breasts and the delicate creases of flesh.
"The exterior looks clear, but we must inspect the inner folds as well."
With that, she extended her tongue and dragged it wetly across Jua's armpit.
"Hngh—!"
Slurrrp—
Jua bit her lip hard to stifle the moan rising in her throat.
The warm breath tickling her skin, combined with the soft, wet sensation she had just felt in her mouth, was now vigorously rubbing against her armpits.
Suck— lick— squelch—
The pleasantly warm saliva and the soft, sweeping tongue repeatedly licked over her armpit. Only when one side was completely drenched in spit did the Floor Leader pull back.
Jua thought she could finally catch her breath, but her relief was short-lived.
"We will now inspect the opposite side."
With those words, she buried her face in Jua's other armpit.
After performing the exact same inspection on the other side...
"It appears nothing is hidden in the armpit-pussies."
The Floor Leader spoke with the same stern, robotic expression, though her lips glistened wetly with saliva.
Jua panted heavily, pressing her hands to her sides. A tingling sensation radiated from her armpits, traveling all the way down to her lower abdomen. She desperately hoped it was over, but...
"Next, we will proceed with the pussy inspection."
"What... Hngh!"
Before Jua could even process the words, the Floor Leader dropped to her knees, pried Jua's thighs apart, and thrust her tongue straight into her hairless vulva.
Slurp— squelch— suck—
The sheer, electric pleasure overwhelmed her shame. Jua bit down hard on her index finger to suppress her screams.
But her vaginal walls clamped down tight, sending violent tremors through her entire body.
Squirt— spurt— spurt—
A heavy spray of Jua's arousal fluids squirted out, splattering across the Floor Leader's face. Yet, the inspector remained completely unfazed and continued her search.
Squelch— pop!
Her canal was so tight and narrow that even the simple act of withdrawing her tongue produced a loud, wet popping sound.
"This area is also clear. Finally."
There was only one place left to inspect. Sensing what was about to happen, Jua turned pale and desperately covered her buttocks—specifically, her anus—with both hands.
"W-wait, please!"
But her weak resistance, already drained of strength by intense pleasure, was utterly futile.
The Floor Leader spun her around in an instant, swatted her hands away, and pried her buttocks wide open.
What followed was a thorough anal inspection.
Once the seemingly endless physical inspection was finally over, Jua collapsed to the floor, completely exhausted and half-unconscious. Unlike her panting victim, the Floor Leader's breathing remained perfectly steady.
If not for Jua's juices dripping down her face and uniform, one would have thought absolutely nothing had happened.
"I detect no traces of tobacco, metal, rubber, or paper. Now, it is the student's turn."
Unlike Jua, who had squirmed and resisted until the very end, Juyeon showed no real aversion. Or rather, she simply didn't have the mental capacity to process it. She was staring blankly at her mother collapsed on the floor.
Had her proud, cold, and unshakeable mother ever shown such a vulnerable, defenseless side before? In her twenty years of life, Juyeon could not recall a single instance of her mother blushing or showing any strong emotion.
Juyeon's eyes slowly traced up and down Jua's body.
Because Jua was lying on her side, her vulva—dripping with the fluids of her climax—her soaked armpits, and her twitching, pulsing anus were all on full display.
Staring at the sight sent a strange, ticklish sensation deep into Juyeon's chest.
Gulp.
The sound of her swallowing her saliva was incredibly loud in the quiet corridor.
For some reason, Juyeon's body began to move on its own. She assumed the posture most optimal for inspection: she parted her lips, stuck out her tongue, placed both hands behind her head to expose her armpits, and spread her legs wide, thrusting her smooth pussy forward.
The Floor Leader's eyes widened in brief surprise, but she soon nodded in deep satisfaction.
"My, my. Instinctively adopting the Bitch Roll Call Position. You have quite the talent."
Bitch Roll Call? The jarring term registered in her mind for a split second, but before she could question it, the Floor Leader cupped her cheeks and forcefully sealed their lips together.
After completing the inspection on Juyeon and then the teacher, the Floor Leader belatedly added:
"Ah, I forgot to mention. Welcome to Yukgi Academy."
She then stepped in front of Jiho.
"Even Master is no exception."
She placed her palm directly over the bulge in Jiho's trousers and smirked.
"As expected, attempting to smuggle in such a massive cock. I shall confiscate both this cock and its semen inside my soft, tight pussy."
Jiho turned his head toward the teacher, looking thoroughly amused.
"What was the concept for this floor again?"
The teacher, who remained perfectly composed unlike the dazed mother and daughter, thought for a moment before replying.
"The Perverted Inspector, Master."
"She must have watched something weird and thrown this concept together without thinking."
Every floor of the dormitory had its own unique theme. Furthermore, these concepts weren't chosen by him; they were periodically changed based on the Floor Leaders' own desires, so even Jiho didn't keep track of them all.
It's a bit ridiculous, but honestly, this is on the tamer side.
Jiho gently pushed the Floor Leader's forehead away with his fingertip.
"I'll play with you next time."
At his gentle rejection, the Floor Leader, who had maintained a cold and dignified facade until a moment ago, suddenly pouted.
"Yes, Master..."
She zipped up Jiho's trousers, which she had already managed to pull halfway down, and stood up.
"When you say 'next time'..."
"I'll drop by sometime during the week."
"I shall be waiting."
Once the Floor Leader had stepped aside, the teacher gently shook the shoulders of the mother and daughter, who were lying side-by-side on the floor.
"Wake up, you two~ If you sleep on such a cold, hard floor, your faces will freeze~"
Only then did the mother and daughter push themselves up, still panting heavily.
Afterward, they completed their tour of the dormitory, visiting a dining hall comparable to a luxury hotel banquet room, a bathhouse supplied with natural hot spring water, and several other amenities.
Aside from the completely transparent walls and doors of the private rooms, the dormitory facilities were beyond excellent—they were absolutely flawless.
"What do you think?"
"It's magnificent."
"I think it's great too."
"I'm so glad you're satisfied!"
With a bright smile, the teacher pointed back toward the main building.
"It's almost time for your consultation with the Academy Director! Let's head over right away!"