Life Ruined by Outdoor Defecation♠
Swoooosh—!
"Forward."
The whip cracked across her ass like liquid fire. Terror, dread, and crushing shame made her whole body tremble, yet Kang Minu's commands had become absolute. A tragic four-legged beast whose body obeyed before her mind could even catch up. Crawl. Slow, humiliating crawl. Even though she knew that right in front of her, unfamiliar women were staring down with unknown eyes, Lee Jiun inched forward step by step.
"Stop."
Both nipples were yanked upward at the same instant, freezing her in place.
Hiss—.
Thud—.
The doors are closing.
A dry mechanical voice echoed in the cramped space.
…….
The sudden, suffocating silence. And with that silence came a wave of nightmarish confusion.
Why… why isn’t anyone saying anything?
From the earlier whispers she had guessed there were three women. They had to be looking down at this pathetic sight. In such a narrow elevator they couldn’t possibly avoid it. So why was no one speaking? The elevator wasn’t even moving—no one had pressed a single floor button.
But eventually someone broke the unbearable quiet.
"Um… excuse me."
"Yes."
"So, is this woman… your girlfriend?"
It was the voice of what seemed to be the oldest of the three. Embarrassment and caution bled through every syllable, yet beneath them lay clear, unmistakable disgust.
In contrast, Minu’s reply was perfectly casual.
"No. She’s not my girlfriend."
The tone of a man who had simply taken his dog out for a walk. Thanks to his relaxed attitude, the woman seemed to regain a measure of composure.
"…Then what exactly is going on here? Depending on your answer… I might have to call the police."
"Unnie, what’s there to ask? Just report him!"
"Exactly! Who needs excuses when we can see this right in front of us?"
The other two women egged her on, as if the matter needed no further discussion. Yet even then Kang Minu remained utterly calm.
"Ah, hold on, hold on. I think all three of you are misunderstanding something."
"Misunderstanding? What could we possibly—"
"Well, you could say we’re a kind of partner."
"Partner?"
"That’s right. The exact relationship isn’t important… what matters is that this play isn’t actually something I wanted to do."
"What? What do you—"
"In other words, the friend you see on the floor begged me so desperately that I’m reluctantly playing along."
A polite explanation met with absolute disbelief.
"…You’re saying this woman wanted to be treated like this? Like some kind of… beast… Ah, no, that’s not what I meant…."
The woman’s voice trailed off. No one needed her to finish the sentence. Lee Jiun understood perfectly, and her head drooped.
Beast.
The moment the word left a stranger’s mouth, something inside her chest shattered with a dry crunch. The last scraps of pride as a woman, of dignity as a human being. Instinctively she lowered her upper body and buried her face against the floor.
It was a ridiculous thought, but she genuinely believed it would have been better if they had been a group of unknown men. In that case she would have faced only raw lust. But the ones looking down at her now were three women. After hearing that explanation, their gazes were painfully obvious.
So Lee Jiun hid her face. She couldn’t bear to show them her grotesquely flared pig nostrils dripping with snot, or her horribly stretched mouth that revealed gums and throat. At the very least, she wanted to protect what remained of her face as a woman.
Whether Kang Minu understood her feelings or not, he continued cheerfully.
"Oh, it’s true—she’s doing this because she wants to. This is her original taste."
"Even so, this is just too…"
"If you don’t believe me, shall I show you proof?"
"Proof?"
"Yes."
The moment the word left his mouth, Lee Jiun’s right nipple was yanked painfully tight.
"Kiii—!"
With a strangled moan she slowly twisted her body, rotating to the right. After a precise one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn came the signal to stop. The instant she obeyed, she buried her face again.
From behind her raised ass, Minu’s explanation continued.
"Look right here. See? She’s dripping. She has a habit of getting excited whenever she’s watched. This should be proof enough, right?"
"…It really is… dripping. She’s actually excited…"
The woman’s voice now carried a hint of fascinated wonder.
Only then did Lee Jiun realize the position she was in. With her upper body lowered and face pressed to the floor, her hips were naturally thrust high. From her slightly swollen, whip-marked pussy mound, she could feel her juices stretching all the way to the floor.
She hurriedly lowered her raised ass. But the bell clipped to her clitoris rang out with a cheap, cheerful jingle—♡, as if begging them to keep looking.
After another brief silence—
"Holy shit… it’s real. I was half-doubting it at first… but she really is a perverted bitch."
"Wow, this is my first time seeing anything like this, Unnie. So these kinds of sluts actually exist."
"But is she even in her right mind? Is she on drugs? How can any sane woman get wet looking like that?"
The whispers stabbed into Lee Jiun like needles. Where before there had been traces of pity and doubt, now there was only pure contempt and ridicule. Tears of injustice stung her eyes. She wanted to explain, but she couldn’t. Not while her pussy was visibly drooling. Any excuse would sound completely unbelievable.
Lee Jiun could only keep her head buried against the floor, body shaking with shame.
"Oh my, look at her trembling. Is she embarrassed?"
"Of course she is, Unnie. No matter how perverted, getting seen by other women has to be humiliating."
"…Wait, Unnie… look at her nipples and clit."
"Huh? What the hell…! They’re almost the size of a baby finger. I’ve never seen nipples that big in my life."
"Her body is ridiculously vulgar."
"…It’s actually making me feel embarrassed. That something like this is the same gender as us…"
The voices that had come from above were now much closer to the floor. Of course Lee Jiun wasn’t stupid enough to miss what that meant. The women who had been standing were now squatting beside and behind her, observing every detail.
She felt like she was going insane. Her belly swollen from the enema. The plug in her asshole. Her smooth, exposed rear pussy. Her monkey-like, puffy ass. The tongs attached to her tongue, nipples, and clitoris. The ultimate disgrace a woman could display, being toyed with and ridiculed by complete strangers of the same sex. A living hell.
Then Minu made an unbelievable suggestion.
"Oh, right. Would you like to pull this leash yourselves?"
"The leash?"
"Yes. The reaction is pretty entertaining."
The trembling flesh of Lee Jiun’s buttocks froze.
No way. He wasn’t seriously going to hand the remote to women he had just met?
But her hopes were instantly crushed by the sharp pain in her nipples.
"Kiiiiik—!!"
Conditioned by pain, Lee Jiun flailed her limbs in place, spinning in circles left and right for what felt like forever. The pull that had started slow and weak gradually grew stronger. From the intensity and rhythm, she instinctively understood—the three women were beginning to enjoy playing with her.
"This time, why don’t you grab both ropes and pull as hard as you can?"
"Uh… is that really okay?"
"Of course. I already told you—she loves this."
"But what does pulling both mean?"
"You’ll see when you do it. The harder you pull, the more fun it gets."
"Hmm… really? Well, if she likes it…"
The woman’s voice no longer held disgust. Only clear curiosity and sadistic interest remained.
Lee Jiun shuddered. Stockholm syndrome. Even ordinary people could become accomplices in an instant when caught up in the atmosphere.
As she trembled like a pig waiting to be slaughtered—
Paaaaang—!
"Kwooook—!"
Both ropes were yanked without hesitation. Her nipples shot skyward. Their hands showed no mercy, as if they truly hoped the flesh would tear.
Lee Jiun’s mind flickered. No matter how she looked, she was still a person. They were the same sex. How could they treat her so brutally? Or perhaps… precisely because they were the same sex, they felt no mercy at all.
The pain hammering her skull left no room for thought. She moved on pure reflex.
She planted both knees on the floor, straightened her torso, and rose onto two feet like a well-trained dog performing tricks.
"Wow… amazing. She can actually stand on two legs."
"…Unnie, she’s still dripping even like this."
"Try walking like that."
Giggling with delight, the women began tugging the taut ropes in every direction.
"Hiiik—! Hahya! Hahyahye! (It hurts! It hurts!)"
No matter how loudly she screamed, the women showed no mercy. In the end, to lessen the pain even a little, Lee Jiun was forced to waddle on two feet while still on her knees. Every movement made the bells on her tongue and crotch jingle merrily—♡—a bizarre, cheerful harmony mixed with screams.
"Hey, the more I watch her, the cuter she gets, doesn’t she?"
"You too? She reminds me of my Boppy. Our Boppy walks on two legs when you give him treats."
"Wait, lol, look—she’s even shaking her hips! She must be enjoying it."
"Hey, oppa. Can I film this? I’ve never seen anything like it. I seriously want to save it as a video…"
"Go ahead. Her face isn’t even showing anyway."
Soon the women’s exclamations and mocking laughter were joined by the relentless sound of camera shutters clicking like rain.
After toying with her for a long while, their interest finally seemed to fade. The tension on the ropes slowly vanished.
One of the women asked cautiously.
"Um… actually I wanted to ask from the beginning. Is this woman pregnant? Her stomach is so…"
"No. It’s not pregnancy, it’s an enema."
"An… enema?"
"Yes. There’s about three liters inside her right now. You see that plug in her asshole? It’s there so she doesn’t leak."
"Ew… that’s disgusting…"
The women’s horrified gasps were audible.
"Don’t tell me she asked for the enema too?"
"Of course. She gets more excited the more pathetic she looks when other people catch her. Or so she claims."
At the absurd explanation, Lee Jiun screamed silently beneath the black latex. Kang Minu paid no attention whatsoever.
"Isn’t that right? If I’m right, clap once—!"
The sudden command made her body move on reflex.
Thud—!
Splash—♡ She flopped onto her back, then humiliatingly spread her swollen, pregnant-looking belly and sticky crotch wide toward the ceiling. Like a trained seal, she brought her short front paws together in front of her chest.
Thwack—!
A dull, unsightly sound as her elbows collided. A stupid clap performed by a flipped beetle or a flapping seal.
"…Has this bitch’s brain completely melted?"
"It’s so broken it’s actually creepy. I can’t watch anymore."
"We’ve seen and played enough. Let’s go, unnies."
"Yeah, let’s."
Contempt. Pure, perfect, terrible contempt. Lee Jiun squeezed her eyes shut, everything still exposed.
She wished she could just faint. But even as her mind grew hazy and numb, her consciousness stubbornly remained inside her body.
A moment later—
First floor. The doors are opening.
"Thanks for the great show. But… suddenly I’m curious. You’re not actually taking her outside the building, are you?"
"I am. The weather’s nice and cool, so a walk around the neighborhood sounds perfect."
"A walk…? In that state?"
"Yep. The whole neighborhood needs to know she’s a bitch. Like I said, this is all at her request."
…….
The conversation ended there. The click of heels grew distant and finally disappeared completely.
"Whew. Those ladies got a nice free show. It’d be fun if videos of this spread online, don’t you think?"
…….
"Then let’s go."
The ropes pulled tight again. Then came Minu’s death sentence.
"You feel better shitting outside too, right? And if you do it in the flower bed it becomes fertilizer—two birds, one stone."
……!
The moment the four syllables outdoor defecation flashed through her mind, Lee Jiun’s thoughts simply stopped.