Toilet Bitch Seyeon Shows Off 6.9 cm?
Cha Seyeon: What do you want? Are you trying to blackmail me with this as an excuse? You think I’ll just sit here quietly?
Oho, that’s how you’re going to come out?
Knowing who you are, intense crisis awareness and anxiety had obviously paralyzed your head. That’s why you’re sticking your quills out like a porcupine.
[Unknown]: Well? I didn’t say a single word about blackmail. I don’t know why you’re getting so worked up. And if I don’t sit quietly, what then? On a public toilet, jerking off like a bitch while shouting at me like that…
[ToiletBitchSeyeon is typing a message…]
Cha Seyeon: Shut up. That’s just my hobby. And what’s it going to do? Naturally, I’m going to report you. You 6.9 cm cuckold bastards… You don’t have the guts to speak boldly in front of women anyway, so you just hide behind your dark DM windows, flapping your mouths. I’m definitely going to make you kneel in front of me.
Completely losing rationality, he even lost his speech. He launched into personal insults.
Such pathetic talk.
Who the hell does she think she is, talking about hobbies while rubbing her pussy in a public restroom stall?
Still, where did that 6.9 cm rumor come from?
I suddenly remembered I hadn’t checked my lower body in this new body and set the squeegee I’d been wiping the window with aside on the window frame for a moment, then casually pulled my pants open to check inside.
I briefly worried it might be all show with nothing usable inside, but it was groundless fear.
“Wow…”
Amazing.
Even in my previous disabled body, I was confident in my lower body, but with my size increased by two or three inches, it was now almost weapon-level.
It didn’t even need to get hard for its weight to be felt with the eyes. Maybe if I swung it, I could even beat a stray dog?
“Hey. Kim Sunghyun. Are you not doing it properly!? It keeps bothering me…”
Cha Seyeon, who had been watching me at work, approached and barked again.
Her hand gripping the smartphone so tightly it was turning white suggested she was genuinely furious from the DM earlier.
She’d called me 6.9 cm, summoned, hadn’t she?
A good idea struck me.
“Excuse me, I’ll go to the restroom for a moment.”
“What? How long have you been working… Are you joking?”
Cha Seyeon, nerves on edge from the DM, spat coldly, but I ignored it.
“No, I can’t just shit on the floor here, can I? I’m the one who cleans it, but will you be able to stand the smell?”
I smiled mischievously as I spewed crazy talk, and Cha Seyeon glared at me like she was looking at a repulsive bug.
“…Hah… Don’t say such disgusting things and go. I’ll give you five minutes.”
Five minutes was plenty.
I bowed to Cha Seyeon and entered the servants’ restroom at the end of the corridor.
It felt dirty because it seemed like I was being treated like the black restroom from the days of rampant racism in America.
Well… it wouldn’t take long anyway.
After I first ruined this bitch Cha Seyeon and stepped on Lee Yohee, this mansion would be my world at minimum. A life crawling up from the bottom. Enduring this much was easy.
Creak—
Different from the other rooms with their neatly oiled hinges, the servants’ restroom door opened with a loud creak.
The fact that the other servants had cleaned so thoroughly that there was no stench was fortunate.
I entered the stall, lowered my pants, and my monster cock, almost down to my knees, swung heavily.
I focused my eyes on the DM window visible in one corner of my field of vision—the camera-shaped app button next to the text send button.
Surprisingly, that function worked perfectly.
Digital functionality operating with only the human analog body and without a single smart device.
I couldn’t understand the principle at all, but it was fine. The fact that it really existed was the important part.
[ToiletBitchSeyeon: Answer me. If you reply without refusing to act like a dog to me and send a self-written apology photo, I won’t report you.]
Just as I was editing the background around my cock so it wouldn’t show, another message arrived from Cha Seyeon.
Timing was perfect.
Shut up and receive a cock photo.
[Send? Y / N]
Of course Y.
[Unknown: (Photo)]
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”
The moment I sent the photo, Cha Seyeon’s scream echoed from the corridor outside the restroom. The clattering sound suggested she’d dropped her smartphone too.
I immediately stepped out of the stall and approached Cha Seyeon.
“Huh? Are you okay, Head Maid?”
“Huu… ugh… D-don’t mind it! You’re so arrogant…!”
“Aigoo… Yes, yes, I understand. Oh? You dropped your smartphone? I’ll pick it up for you—”
The phone on the floor, screen up, was displaying the merciless photo of my cock in its non-erect state, easily over 20 cm.
Cha Seyeon’s eyes widened comically as she watched my hand reach for the smartphone.
“D-don’t touch it!!”
She screamed so loudly her ears were ringing and, in a panic, came over to me and carefully picked up the phone at a careful angle so the screen wouldn’t be visible.
“Y-you do your work! I’m leaving because I suddenly had to use the restroom. When I’m done, do your personal maintenance on your own!”
She turned around and hurriedly disappeared somewhere, her ears bright red.
[Unknown: Say it again? This is what 6.9 cm looks like?]
I sent another message after a short pause.
[Unknown: I don’t have any intention of blackmailing you with that, so do whatever you want—jerk off in the restroom. I only sent the message out of curiosity. Don’t blab about some pitiful report or whatever to me. Got it? Let’s not unnecessarily touch each other. If you behave, I have no intention of spilling your ‘hobby’ anywhere.]
No reply came from Cha Seyeon. Pride, anger, anxiety, fear… all those emotions were swirling, probably on the verge of making her head explode.
But I wasn’t worried.
She would definitely reply.
The last emotion I’d seen on Cha Seyeon was embarrassment, shame, anxiety… and excitement.
The girl who could only vent her suppressed stress and sexual desire in a twisted way—would she be able to hold back after seeing the real man’s cock she’d dreamed of all this time?
The bitch who hid behind the law and projected her dirty, obscene sexual desires onto public places and open web pages—would she be able to defy the words of a man who didn’t submit to her pitiful blackmail?
She wouldn’t.
Every single post from Cha Seyeon’s secondary account showed a strong masochistic tendency. Right now, all she was doing was barking like a small dog to protect her daily routine, which was already a lost cause in terms of compatibility.
In the midst of that, she’d even said, “I don’t have any intention of harming you.”
Cha Seyeon probably had no choice but to acknowledge this precarious relationship.
And real corruption would begin from there.
***
“I knew you…”
How far did she know?
What did that even mean?
So, did she mean she knew the “ToiletBitchSeyeon” who jerked off in the restroom, or… or that she knew the actual head maid “Cha Seyeon” who worked at the Samjung mansion?
She didn’t know either one for sure.
At that moment, the idea of reporting this bastard to the police flashed through my mind, but it quickly vanished.
If I filed a report, I’d have to expose my own secondary account to the police, which was already ridiculous.
If it was an equal trade for my personal shame and removing a dangerous individual, I could close my eyes and do it, but I was the head maid of Samjung Group…
Even ordinary servants who did such things were immediately fired.
Yet if a mid-level manager like me caused a commotion, would I have to take a severe beating from Miss Yohee, or in the worst case…
Swallow—!
I, who had devoted loyalty since childhood, might even be offered up as the “raw material” for the project currently in progress.
Dirty slum kids could die for all I cared, but I was the most loyal of the loyal. It was impossible for me to be treated that way.
But the situation with my real family had been growing suspicious. Some crazy man whose guts were hanging out had been caught trying to access the raw material information?
In the meantime, if they found out I was messing around, I might even be discarded.
“I have to stop it no matter what…”
Just thinking of Miss Yohee’s icy eyes made my knees shake and goosebumps rise.
But how… how was I supposed to resolve this situation?
Honestly, I knew nothing about the true identity of this strange ghost account called [Unknown].
“U-uuuh!”
In my nervousness, I opened the DM window, and the moment it opened, what I saw was an overwhelmingly large male organ photo.
Because my sexual desire was unusually strong, even when I hadn’t yet discovered hard-core Western adult videos in the restroom, the porn male actors there weren’t even that big.
From the skin color and fluent imperial language to the restroom I used, it was clearly an imperial man living in the empire, yet the size was bigger than even the blacks’.
Swallow…
From the previous one, my saliva gurgled down for a different reason.
Without realizing it, I tapped the photo file and filled the screen, staring blankly.
“I-It’s really this big…”
Observing someone’s genitals with a direct connection to me, not the male actors in videos, was an incomprehensibly strange feeling.
“Disgusting. Like a beast!”
You want to rape me with something that big…
Want to forcibly shove your own cock into my precious place where I’ve never even done self-stimulation…!
At that moment, my lower abdomen felt like it was squeezing tightly…♡
“Huu…!?”
Haa…
No choice.
Naively naive, but since she said she had no intention of blackmailing, I had no choice but to believe it.
[Unknown: I don’t have any intention of blackmailing you with that, so do whatever you want—jerk off in the restroom. I only sent the message out of curiosity. Don’t blab about some pitiful report or whatever to me. Got it? Let’s not unnecessarily touch each other. If you understood, reply.]
[ToiletBitchSeyeon: Yes…]
I want to die.
It was too shameful to have to bow my head to this blackmailing cuckold bastard, my hands trembling, my head dizzy.
Slurp—♡
But at that moment, I felt sticky liquid gushing out from below.
“Uuuuh…!?! W-why all of a sudden…? Since when…?”
I didn’t even need to look down under my skirt to know.
I was extremely… extremely wet right now. The insides of my thighs were soaking wet.
‘It must definitely be because of stress.’
Y-yeah. Right.
Ever since I could remember, when things made me angry or I received a lot of stress, I’d vent by masturbating.
That’s why this was happening.
I first made my secondary account private.
It was a pity not to upload more photos to my small, precious deviation account, but I had to endure it for now.
“Haa… Haa…”
First, I wanted to relieve the accumulated sexual desire.
Going back to the public restroom was scary, but I couldn’t hold it in.
Normal masturbation would never be enough.
“There are other restrooms in the park… Yeah. Let’s try going to a different restroom…!”
I confirmed that it had completely gotten dark outside the window, stood up from my seat, and left.