Chapter 21 - Teacher Lee Yuri's Visit
One thing I realized while creampieing raw inside her here was just how insanely good it felt—the sensation deep in a woman's pussy afterward. That feeling of being completely submerged in her warm mucous membranes, and sensing the emotions of the pussy's owner. Confusion, anger, affection—no matter what it was, that post-sex sensation was too damn good.
So I didn't pull out of Ayoung afterward. Instead, I hugged her tight and stayed put, and she didn't seem to mind at all, lying there just for me.
"It feels so good doing this with you, Jintae-ya♥"
"That good, huh?"
"Yeah♥ Hehe♥"
Looking at Ayoung's angelic smile, I couldn't help but think the world was pretty amusing. I'd hypnotized her into a service maid because a picture-perfect character felt boring, but it turned her into this seductive, drop-dead gorgeous maid girlfriend. Was this what the old folks meant by "blessing in disguise"?
"It felt so amazing—did you practice on your own?"
"Yeah♥ I looked up stuff online that guys like and researched all sorts of things♥"
"Didn't it gross you out as a girl?"
"A little, but... I figured it was what I needed to serve you, Jintae-ya, so it was okay♥"
Imagining Ayoung diligently scouring porn on the computer just to please me made my chest heat up. I whispered softly into her ear.
"I love you..."
"Hehe♥ I love you too♥"
Mwah!
It started off a bit awkward, but what I felt was definitely love. After that innocent kiss with Ayoung, she sat up a little, looking down at me.
"Oh yeah, Jintae-ya... Do you wanna be a dad soon?"
"A dad?"
"Yeah♥ It seems like you want me to get pregnant quick..."
Ayoung rubbed her belly, her face shifting through serious expressions, and I thought it over deeply.
Why did I want to impregnate Ayoung and all these heroines? Partly to enjoy Hypnosis School as Jintae. Partly his original desires. But more fundamentally, it was probably because of the dreams I couldn't fulfill in reality.
"Yeah... you could say that. It's been my dream since I was a kid."
"Your dream?"
"Yeah... growing old happily with my loved ones and our kids. That's my dream."
Living happily with the people I love and the children born from us, then dying peacefully. It had gotten a bit twisted since coming here, but the core hadn't changed.
Hearing my dream, Ayoung looked shocked.
"I see... That's your dream, Jintae-ya..."
"Weird, huh?"
"N-no, it's just... it's the same as mine, so I was surprised."
Well, yeah—from the hypnosis, I knew family was Ayoung's top priority. So our dreams aligned somewhat.
"Then I'll work hard to make your dream come true too. But..."
She leaned against my chest like she was listening to my heartbeat, fidgeting with her hair, shyly adding,
"But... you'll really take responsibility, right...?"
Her voice mixed cuteness and fear. To banish that fear, I hugged her tight.
"Of course! I'll take responsibility for you and our baby and make you both happy!!"
"Hehe♥ It's a promise."
We hooked pinkies in that innocent vow, ending our first date.
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"This is my place."
Since Ayoung had a curfew, we left the motel late and walked to her apartment together. It was a luxury complex three times bigger than the protagonist's place in the game—super high-end.
As we reached the entrance, Ayoung clung to my hand like she was the reluctant one.
"Sad to say goodbye?"
"Yeah..."
"We'll see each other tomorrow. Head in safe, and let's meet there."
"Okay... but before I go."
She closed her eyes and stood on tiptoe. I met her lips with a kiss.
Mwah.
"Hehe♥ See you tomorrow, Jintae-ya! Get home safe!"
"Yeah, see you tomorrow."
I watched her go. She waved until the door closed, and it was all so youthfully pure that I grinned like a dad. Pure love wasn't bad at all. Maybe hypnotize a few more into it?
After that fun date, I got home in high spirits—only to find a shocking visitor.
"Teacher?"
"Kim Jintae... where have you been so late, and what were you doing...?"
Lee Yuri had clearly waited a while—empty coffee cans littered my doorstep. She wore a long coat instead of her usual teacher outfit, and surprisingly, she looked healthier than a few days ago.
"What brings you here so late, Teacher? Couldn't we talk at school tomorrow?"
"...This isn't the kind of talk for school. Let's go inside."
"Sure... alright."
I led her in. My place was spotless thanks to Ayoung's morning cleanup, and she looked around, surprised.
"Unexpected... I figured a single guy's place would be a total mess."
"I live alone, but I'm not alone."
She caught my meaning and scowled in contempt.
Kuh! Yeah, that face—that's Lee Yuri. Even after Ayoung drained me, it stirred a twitch.
"Ugh, filthy bastard... how many girls are you playing with...?"
"Mm... more than you can imagine, Teacher."
"Haa... how did I end up tangled with a guy like you..."
She sighed. But something was off— she was fidgety, but missing her usual venom.
"So, why visit a student's home so late? Mind telling me?"
"...Haa... fine... I get it."
She hesitated like she'd made a huge resolve, muttering,
"..J.."
"Pardon?"
"....I'll give it....."
"What? Too quiet, couldn't hear."
I really hadn't, but she thought I was teasing her humiliation. Her face flushed as she yelled,
"I'll become your toilet slave! I'll be that flesh toilet you want so bad!!!"
Whoa... amazing. She squeezed it out like wringing her guts, panting hard.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Her declaration to become a toilet slave—knowing what it meant, her face mixed shame and humiliation. But she wasn't done.
"But on one condition."
"Condition?"
"Yes... a condition."
She laid out the terms for becoming my toilet slave.
"Use your hypnosis to help me uncover this school's corruption. Do that, and I'll be your toilet slave, your woman—whatever."
Ahh... so that's it. In the original story, she came to this school for revenge over her mother's wrongful suicide due to corruption. She gathers dirt on the principal and chairman, then meets Jintae. Some routes bury it; others have him fix it with hypnosis. She just couldn't swallow becoming a toilet slave for free—needed some justification for her pride.
"Got it. I'll help you, Teacher. I'm kind to my women."
I approached her.
"But... you really mean becoming my toilet slave?"
"Y-yes... I will."
"I'll kiss you anytime, anywhere at school. Until my saliva lingers in your mouth."
"Fine... do it."
"I'll flood your womb with cum like crazy. That okay?"
"Yes... it's fine."
"And if you get pregnant... you'll give birth. No birth control or abortion."
"Hng♡... Th-that's a horrific future..."
With each word, her cheeks flushed, body trembling—like she was anticipating it.
Now I got it. Why she looked healthier. Before even entering, sometime today or yesterday or the day before, she'd already become my "toilet slave."
Slurp.
Slurp.
"Ah......"
I approached silently, gathered saliva, and opened my mouth. She gulped, came to me, and thrust her tongue in, sucking it greedily.
Smooch.
Smooch.
Smooch.
Smooch.
Smooch.
"Slurp... hng♥... slurp... haang♥... slurp... hiik♥"
Feeling the thick, mature tongue of an adult woman—different from Ayoung's charm—I savored it. She licked every corner meticulously, shuddering and cumming softly with each swallow.
Slide.
Squelch.
"Huung♥!"
Slipping my hand between her legs for that long-awaited thrill, I was shocked. What should have been there... wasn't.
"Teacher... you came naked underneath?"
My hand felt only the flood of juices from between her thighs—no pants, no skirt, no panties.
Slide.
Thud.
Peeling off her long coat revealed her fully nude body for the first time. A mature woman's figure unlike Ayoung's—bigger breasts with rock-hard nipples, lush purple pubic hair soaked and dripping.
"D-don't stare like that... it's embarrassing..."
"You come dressed like this and say that?"
"But thinking about becoming your toilet slave... I couldn't stop... haang♥"
She knew it was humiliating, but the pleasure it brought—and that forbidden week—had broken her in all sorts of ways. Tonight wouldn't end easily.