Chapter 23 - Pillow Talk with Teacher Yuri
Late that night, after Teacher Yuri's toilet slave baptism ceremony finally wrapped up, I lay beside her until she came back to her senses. All while savoring the firm, springy feel of her breasts.
Squeeze!Squeeze!
"Nngh♥… Is groping my tits really that good for you?"
She seemed to have recovered somewhat, reacting to my touch. Her face and skin were still flushed with heat, and her pussy was leaking my cum, but after shooting so much all day, even I wasn't getting any signals from below. For now, I just wanted to keep fondling her breasts.
"Are there guys who hate boobs?"
"No idea. You're my first and only experience with a guy."
"You must've noticed the stares from all the men passing by."
At my words, she looked like she'd heard something new for the first time, pondering it deeply.
"Well, I've had those experiences, sure… Come to think of it, they all looked the same."
"Exactly. So, I'm gonna keep groping a bit more."
"Hnnngh♥"
Squeeze!Squeeze!
She let out a sigh, apparently giving up on trying to stop me from playing with her breasts, and fixed me with her signature serious teacher expression.
"So, what now? What's your plan?"
"Hm… Wash up, sleep, and head to school tomorrow?"
"Not that! I'm talking about the future."
She was suddenly asking about my long-term plans. Was it because she'd accepted her role as my meat toilet? She seemed genuinely worried about her man's future.
Time to be honest here—hide what needs hiding, of course.
"Well… First, I'm gonna hypnotize the whole school and build my own harem. Around seven or eight girls."
"S-seven or eight… that many?"
"I've already cut it down quite a bit."
She looked serious, hanging on my every word. Might as well share more.
"Then I'll hypnotize some rich real estate tycoons, bank managers, lawyers, and such to make money. I've confirmed I can grow my assets legally through stuff like crypto. Once I've got about 12 billion won, I'll buy a building. We'll remodel it so I, you, and all my girls can live there comfortably, no issues. Might need to set up a business in the process, and could borrow your name for it. Oh! And of course, I'll help clear up that scandal investigation hanging over you. That's the rough plan for now."
She stared at me in shock, like she'd never imagined hearing this.
"Incredible… I can't believe you had such a detailed plan. It's hard to wrap my head around."
"What'd you take me for…?"
"Just some arrogant punk student swinging his dick around in heat."
Harsh words from my meat toilet, but they were pretty much spot-on, so no damage taken. Even as she said it, her face softened into the gentlest smile I'd seen since becoming Jintae.
"Still… you've earned a bit of respect. Knowing you planned this thoroughly… I fell for a weird guy, but at least not an irresponsible one. That's a relief."
She gazed at the ceiling with an expression hinting at some backstory. Nothing in the game lore about this… Looked like she had a past I didn't know.
"And… that thing with Ayoung. You hypnotized her too?"
"Yep."
"What kind?"
"Basically, to become my personal volunteer maid. It worked too well, so we fucked and made it official—we're dating now."
At the word "dating," she turned away, looking a little pissed. Huh? No way…
"Teacher… are you mad?"
"I'm not…"
She totally was. Makes sense—she'd become my woman, but I never asked her out. From her position, Ayoung being my official girlfriend must feel enviable, jealous even.
I gently kneaded her breast. Squeeze.
"Ahng♥"
"In the end, you'll all be equal as my women. If anything, you're ahead of Ayoung—you became my real woman faster."
"Aang♥… Real woman?"
"The one who knows I use hypnosis… my true woman. How's that feel, my number one real girl?"
Sensing I was stroking her ego, a faint smile crept across her face.
"After ending up like this, what do you think…? Well… it's not bad right now."
Both Ayoung and her—they kept surprising me with new charms at every turn. Was this what made them feel alive? Or had they always been like this, but the game medium dulled it for me? Either way, I loved this moment.
"So even when I add more girls to the team, try to understand, okay?"
"I'll understand… just take responsibility properly. Got it?"
She stared straight at me, dead serious. I met her gaze.
"You mean get you pregnant for sure? Got it. I'll do my best."
After a good rest, with my dick hard again, I aimed it at her slick, ready pussy—still glistening with juices and cum.
She panicked for real, waving her hands wildly.
"No! Jintae-ya! Wait! That's not what I—"
"Is my meat toilet talking back? Spread those legs already."
"Wait just a— Nngh♥ Aaang♥ Haang♥ Mmm♥ Slurp♥ Slurp♥ Slurp♥ Jlurp♥ Aaaang♥"
Plunge!Plunge!Plunge!Plunge!Plunge!Plunge!
That final round of sex ended with me dumping a refreshing load inside her, drawing the curtain on my wild Sunday with Ayoung and Teacher Yuri.
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Afterward, I lifted the happiness block hypnosis on Teacher Yuri. With no clothes, she headed home first. It was late, so I worried, but she said she'd driven, so off she went.
The bed was a disaster—drenched in sweat, pussy juices, and cum. I'd ask Hyeji noona to handle it tomorrow.
As I prepped for bed, thinking that…
Ayoung's barrage of unread messages stared back at me. What do I do…?
Fuck it! It'll work itself out tomorrow somehow!
With that, I threw down some blankets and crashed. Man, I'm beat…
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"Jintae-ya! Nothing weird happened last night, right!?"
The next morning. Maybe 'cause this young body recovers fast—I'd only slept three hours, but I felt great. I arrived at our meetup spot, excited to see Ayoung, only for her to charge at me with a scary glare and start interrogating.
"You didn't reply last night, so I was worried sick! But going to your place would've been a hassle, so… yeah!"
She'd clearly fretted all night over my silence—dark circles under her eyes proved it.
"I'm fine, nothing happened. Just crashed early."
"Oh… good…"
"Ayoung must've been really worried about me. Thanks."
Hug.
She was so lovable, fretting over me all night. I pulled her into a hug, and only then did she relax with a smile.
"Hehe♥ Hugged by Jintae-ya first thing in the morning."
"I'll check next time, promise."
"Mmm… If I get hugs like this from Jintae-ya, I could skip one more♥"
"I'll check and hug."
"Jintae-ya is the best♥"
Mwah!
Morning smooch from Ayoung secured. After comforting her, we held hands and headed to school, basking in the now-familiar stares from passersby. I chatted smoothly with her. Made me think—walking to school with sexy Teacher Yuri wouldn't suck either.
School looked the same as always. Except on the field, some familiar-looking punks were running laps.
"Proper! Life! Proper! Life!"
Chanting some weird slogan. Oh, right—the nameless thug trio. Shirts off, buzzcuts like marines, sprinting the field like boot camp.
"Huh? That's our class—Duhun, Sehwan, and Mingi."
Ayoung spotted them first and named them. First time I'd learned their names: fat one's Duhun, skinny one's Sehwan, redhead leader's Mingi.
They saw me and bolted over. I was a bit thrown. Did I really hypnotize them that hard?
"Jintae-nim! Good morning, sir!"
Jintae-nim!? And polite speech!?
"Uh… yeah… What's with the morning workout?"
"Thanks to your great teachings, Jintae-nim, we've resolved to live new lives!"
"A healthy body houses a healthy spirit! We're training with morning exercise!"
"We've lived like trash until now. We'll work hard from here on out!"
The thug trio sounded like fresh boot camp zombies. Oh yeah… I brainwashed them.
Ayoung looked intimidated by their intensity, and honestly, so was I.
"Uh… good for you. Keep at it."
[[[ "Yes, sir!" ]]]
They shouted in unison and vanished into the distance, chanting "Proper! Life! Proper! Life!" again.
"Jintae-ya… what happened with those three?"
"They jumped me last week, so I gave 'em some mental re-education… Went overboard, maybe."
"Hee… Jintae-ya fights well too, huh♥"
"Eh, a little? C'mon, classroom— we're late."
"Okay♥"
She'd gotten the wrong idea, but it felt kinda nice, so I let it slide. In class, Shin Jihye was already there, eyeing me and Ayoung.
"Good morning."
"Good… morning…"
Ayoung greeted the class as usual; Jihye mumbled half-heartedly. But Ayoung was still mad, smiling coldly past Jihye's greeting and following me straight to my seat.
"Oh, Jintae-ya♥ That place we went Sunday? New menu event next week. Wanna go again?"
"Sure, why not? If nothing comes up."
"Yay♥"
Me and Ayoung chatted freely now, like the class's official couple—no interruptions. Jihye looked stressed out from the weekend, eyes dead like Teacher Yuri last week, staring daggers at me.
Alright… let's see how Shin Jihye plays this. Time to start conquering the next pussy!!