In fact, up to here was the prologue, and from now on it's the real hard and devastating gaslighting story... (omitted)
In fact, up to here was the prologue, and from now on it's the real hard and devastating gaslighting story... (omitted)
The doctor, reviewing the prescription records, let out a sigh while glancing sideways.
"Hmm, should we increase the size?"
"Yes..?"
"The current size might be too small, so the stimulation could be weak."
Even now, it hurt like hell every time she used it...
And they wanted to make it bigger?
That was absolutely impossible.
"Ah, no. This is plenty big enough already!"
Seoyun waved her hands frantically in refusal, but the doctor pushed back firmly.
"Lee Seoyun-ssi, a woman's female genitalia naturally stretches freely to accommodate whatever's inserted. The dildo you're using right now is much smaller than standard commercially available ones—it's a small size. You need to get used to that level of pain."
"Ah, yes..."
"And even if you refuse for now, you'll need to gradually switch to larger sizes over time."
The doctor pulled a catalog from the bookshelf, bound like a spring notebook.
It was packed with detailed info on dildos of various sizes and shapes.
"These are medically produced dildos, so the type varies depending on the patient's condition. In your case, Lee Seoyun-ssi, you're using this one."
"Yeees..."
The dildo the doctor pointed to with his fingertip was the smallest one in the catalog.
It was even named [Expansion Dilator No. 1], and the largest, No. 10, looked thicker than a forearm.
"Ugh..."
It would've been better if she'd come to the hospital alone...
Thinking about Junwoo watching from behind made Seoyun want to die of embarrassment.
She'd unintentionally laid bare a shameful secret she wanted to keep hidden for life.
"If needed, I can prescribe from No. 2 all the way to No. 10. You can slowly expand at your own pace."
"Ah... no, does No. 10 even fit..?"
"Usually, yes, though No. 5 is about average size."
As Seoyun gauged the size of the No. 5 dildo, Junwoo's thing from way back popped into her head unbidden.
It had been bigger than this, so Junwoo must be around a No. 8, right?
"Ugh..."
Seoyun, lost in her perverted fantasy alone, bit back tears as waves of shame crashed over her.
Her timid personality still couldn't handle a consultation where she had to talk about masturbation, dildos, and her female genitalia in front of a man—such lewd words felt too much.
"Hmm... That concludes today's questioning."
"Yes..."
The doctor swallowed a sigh as he jotted notes in the medical chart.
There were still plenty more Q&A left, but seeing Seoyun on the verge of tears made him feel like he was bullying an innocent girl with harsh interrogation—it soured his mood.
"Keep using the dildo you have until the next visit... I'll prescribe a slightly stronger female hormone medication, so take it without fail after every meal, three times a day. If there's still no improvement, we'll have to inject directly into the uterus. Fair warning: it hurts like hell."
"Yes..."
"If you don't want those painful shots, look into it yourself and make an effort. Sometimes environmental factors or personal habits cause issues. For now, try changing your diet or sleep setup... and massage your lower abdomen now and then."
"Yes. Got it..."
"And who's the guardian who came with you? Cousin oppa?"
The doctor's gaze shifted to Junwoo.
Usually, for these serious consultations, the guardian sticks right by their side listening in, but Junwoo was pretending it was none of his business.
He acted totally disinterested, yet reacted to every single word—whatever their relationship, it was clear they were close.
"Just a friendly neighborhood oppa."
"Hmm, I see?"
The doctor stared piercingly at Junwoo with an expression that screamed disbelief, then smiled and wrapped up the consultation.
"Yes, you're free to go now. See you at the next visit."
"Yes, thank you."
Seoyun bowed at a perfect 90 degrees, just as she had when entering, then left the hospital with Junwoo.
Holding the prescription, they headed to the pharmacy and waited for the meds in silence—no conversation at all.
"Seoyun-ah, are you avoiding me or something?"
"Ah... no..."
Seoyun studiously avoided Junwoo's gaze.
Having him learn all sorts of things he shouldn't know made face-to-face talk awkward as hell.
Junwoo playfully poked her side, where she was keeping distance.
"Quit it... that tickles~"
"You know, Seoyun-ah, that 'treatment' thing... you do it every day?"
"Eek..."
She'd been wondering when he'd ask.
Seoyun's face flushed beet red with shame.
Whenever she got embarrassed, her emotions showed plain as day on her face—it was adorable.
"No! I don't do it!"
"Why not? For treatment, you gotta do it daily."
"I don't! I said I don't!"
Liar.
He'd been peeping via hidden camera on her spreading her legs wide like a slut every night and shoving that dildo in deep.
Her clueless outburst and flustered panic were just too lovable.
"Or maybe... nah."
"Huh? What?"
He almost blurted out some lowbrow joke like, Want me to help?
He could pound her deep with something way thicker and bigger than that pathetic dildo—no effort needed on her part, just spread obediently and he'd take care of the rest.
"Nah, nothing. Hurry home and study—we going to college like this?"
"Jeez... I was gonna study anyway..!"
Suppressing his boiling lust, Junwoo flashed a bitter smile.
Looking forward to the day they'd finally make love together.
Time flew by, and a year had passed.
Junwoo turned 23, Seoyun 22.
She still hadn't gotten her menstruation, so she was on regular checkups and meds, but she'd fully adapted to her woman's body.
Her middling bob had grown out long enough to reach her waist, and loving to doll up, she'd gotten waves permed to accentuate her looks.
Regaining her lost confidence, Seoyun had completely escaped her room-bound Hikikomori life and reached the point of going out alone.
She'd wander streets aimlessly people-watching, buy recommended makeup online and experiment with techniques, even wear short skirts to flaunt her feminine figure.
Thanks to Junwoo's top-grade tutoring and Suneung past papers, the girl who'd only studied turned into a Seoul uni admit.
Choosing the same major, she moved into his Officetel, becoming inseparable besties who stuck together.
Her father opposed a guy-girl roommate setup at first, but melted at Junwoo's sincere trustworthiness and allowed it.
He even bowed his head, asking him to take good care of his daughter.
If we just got married like this, it'd be perfect, he'd hinted, and now they were practically family.
"If we're like this, why not just date?"
"Wh-what?! Are you nuts?!"
Back at her hometown house for a rare visit.
One boozy joke slipped out, and Seoyun punched playfully while giggling.
Her reaction didn't seem that against it, but after over a year, their relationship hadn't progressed.
Was it doomed to stay just good friends forever?
"Seoyun-ah, kidding."
"I... I figured..."
Junwoo wanted more than friends, but the timing never came.
Confess wrong once, and the whole relationship twists up.
This time too, he gauged her reaction and laughed it off as a joke.
"Junwoo oppa, I always think of you gratefully."
"Suddenly? Why?"
Seoyun gripped her empty beer glass tight, grinning wide.
"Just... everything... hehe, without you, I might've died ages ago."
She hadn't wanted to become a woman.
She'd cursed her woman's body.
Deep in depression, Seoyun had been cornered enough to consider the extreme.
The one who'd healed her heart? None other than Junwoo.
"Thanks so much, Junwoo oppa."
"Yeah."
Thanks to Junwoo, Seoyun was alive.
Conveying her heartfelt thanks, she repaid him with the happiest smile.
"If you're grateful, live together forever, Seoyun-ah."
"Yeah! Me too! Yay~"
Second love confession, slipped in on booze.
Seoyun seemed to misunderstand, but whatever—fine by him.
Being friends like this wasn't half bad.
"Finish the rest of the booze and crash."
"Yeah!"
Seoyun clinked glasses and downed hers in one go.
Weak to alcohol, yet she chugged thoughtlessly.
"Ughhh..."
Drunk Seoyun made weird noises watching TV before passing out.
Junwoo politely tucked her in, then slipped quietly into the small room to check the CCTV.
"Haa... Fuck, I wanna fuck her so bad... but I don't wanna ruin this relationship..."
Watching the untouchable Seoyun, Junwoo stabilized his mind and body with masturbation today too.
For eternal friendship, peeping was satisfaction enough.
"Huu..."
After finishing, Junwoo returned with a refreshed face and flopped onto the bed.
Boozy haze brought random thoughts.
What to do tomorrow?
Weekend for once—hit the Department Store?
Reserved her fave restaurant...
...
...
...
Repeating idle thoughts, Junwoo drifted off unknowingly.
He realized he hadn't closed the small room door...
Only after hearing Seoyun's scream the next day.