The Situation Gets Weirder and Weirder #1
The Situation Gets Weirder and Weirder #1
As I walked down the hallway, I felt many gazes. It seemed like Tae-i messing with my butt was bothering them. She probably intends to turn my butt into a rag.
"If you're going to touch it anyway, touch my dick..."
" ..."
As I passed by the flowerbed, I ran into Ha-yoon. With trembling eyes, she looked at me and Tae-i in turn.
"Ji-yoon?"
"...Hi, Ha-yoon. Haha."
"Hey, get lost while I'm being nice."
Tae-i growled. Ha-yoon, scared, covered her mouth. She stared blankly as Tae-i and I entered the classroom, then followed in belatedly.
I sat in the back seat as usual. The only difference was that Tae-i was sitting next to me, legs crossed, with her arm around my shoulder. Her breasts rested on my shoulder. They were mammaries I wanted to suckle. The destructive presence of a baby's food container!
"Ji-yoon, today with me.... What are you doing? Why are you sitting here?"
"...?! What the hell is suddenly wrong with you? It's none of your business, so get lost."
"H-hey, kids? Let's calm down first..."
Cho-yul's displeased gaze met Tae-i's threatening stare. It was like wild animals fighting over territory.
Cho-yul sat on the opposite side where Tae-i wasn't. But she sat closer than usual, her thigh pressing against my leg.
"Huh, what's this fucking bitch trying to do with me right now?"
"I've been sitting with Ji-yoon from the start, you know... You're the one, why are you butting in so disgustingly?"
"What are you even saying... Cut down on that retarded dialect, you retarded bitch."
'Fuck... Why are they fighting with me in the middle...'
My body trembled uncontrollably in the hostile atmosphere.
"...Tsk."
"...Are you okay?"
Tae-i turned her head, and Cho-yul worried about my condition. Her long hand gently squeezed mine. Thanks to that, my mind calmed down.
Although Tae-i glared at Cho-yul's hand, she didn't seem to have any intention of fighting for now.
"Ji-yoon..."
Ha-yoon mumbled from afar. She had always sat next to me since the beginning of the semester, but pushed aside by the two women, she was now in an ambiguous, in-between seat. Her cowering state was pitiful.
I wanted to comfort her right away, but I didn't have the confidence to get past the physically imposing women blocking both sides. The atmosphere was also unusual, so if I tried to force my way over, Ha-yoon might be exposed to danger.
'...But surely, they wouldn't talk about having sex, would they?'
A quiet battle of wills is fine, but if my story comes out while they're fighting heatedly, that's a problem. My classmates might notice that I have a dick. If I get caught, it's no joke, I'll really be taken away.
...This won't do. I need to step up and change the atmosphere to a peaceful one.
I once heard that students prioritize 'friendship' above money or honor.
"Hey everyone, we're all 'friends' in the same class, so let's get along."
I said, forcing a bright smile.
"...Friends?"
"......What did you say?"
The atmosphere became even bleaker than before. For some reason, my neck felt prickly. I think I'm fucked.
"...It's nothing. I'm just a clueless baby who doesn't know the world. I'm sorry. I misspoke."
Terrified by their chilling reaction, I mumbled as if spitting out rap.
"...You're overreacting."
" ..."
Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be the worst-case scenario.
"I told you, there's no such thing as friends."
Tae-i's breasts pressed down on my shoulder.
"...Get off me right now."
The atmosphere became heavier than before.
* * *
During break time, I found Ha-yoon nervously biting her nails. To get to Ha-yoon, I had to get past (left) Tae-i and (right) Cho-yul.
Instead of the unpredictable Tae-i, I slipped past Cho-yul, with whom I had a moderately friendly (?) relationship. In the middle, my legs gave out and I sat down, but the cushiony feel of her thigh was so stable that I let out an exclamation of admiration. I wanted to try a lap pillow later.
While I was distracted by Cho-yul's honey thighs, Ha-yoon left the classroom. As I tried to follow her out in a hurry, Tae-i grabbed me by the hair. That hurts, you bitch!
"Hey, stop for a second."
"Ack... What's wrong?"
Surely she's not trying to stop me from going to Ha-yoon, is she?
"You're going to So Ha-yoon, right? Invite that bitch to your house."
"...What's the reason?"
"...Are you messing with me? Why so many questions?"
"Yes, ma'am..."
If I resisted, only I would lose out.
Tae-i's instruction was surprisingly not bad. I hadn't been able to pay attention to Ha-yoon lately because I was so preoccupied, so while I was comforting her, I might as well invite her home and repay all her past sadness with interest. My dick trembled at my 'so sweet' plan.
Released by Tae-i, I immediately went looking for Ha-yoon.
Ha-yoon was lying prone on a structure with a railing. Her small back looked lonely. At a glance, she even looked like a small animal.
"Why did you run away? I've been looking for you for ages."
"...Ji-yoon is a liar. You said I was your first, but then you abandoned me when you made new friends..."
" ..."
Strategies, physical compulsion, and so on. The reasons I couldn't pay attention to Ha-yoon were complex, but I didn't make excuses. What Ha-yoon needed right now wasn't a 'reason' but 'me.' A flimsy excuse would be no different from poison.
"Ha-yoon, do you want to come over to my place after school today? We can have lots of sex, which you like, and eat lots of delicious food."
"...Ji-yoon's house?"
"Yeah, I've been to your house many times, but you've never been to mine, have you?"
"Ji-yoon's house..."
Ha-yoon slowly nodded her head. Her expression regained its vitality. She had the bright, childlike anticipation of a child who had received a toy box.
"Don't expect too much, it's much smaller and dirtier than your house."
"But it's Ji-yoon's house... How could it be bad?"
'It will be bad...'
Ha-yoon's cozy and vibrant home and my damp, gloomy semi-basement room were in stark contrast. The greater her expectation, the greater her disappointment would be. Of course, if I gave her a few dick massages, she'd be oozing with joyful happiness juice.
"Alright, alright, let's go back to the classroom."
"...Are you going to keep sitting with them? I... I'm lonely."
"You can just sit with me. You don't have to sit alone."
"Really?"
I succeeded in comforting Ha-yoon. I had been worried since morning that her serious expression meant something was wrong, but things resolved more easily than I expected. My mind felt at ease. Ha-yoon might not remember, but I carried a debt of gratitude from the 1-hoecha.
'...As expected, as long as I don't provoke Im Yu-na, there's no problem.'
This playthrough is progressing very stably. I have a reliable connection with the Iljjang, and I'm enjoying a prosperous life with 300 million won. There's nothing to worry about. I just need to enjoy a happy sex life like this.
* * *
Back in the classroom, though surrounded by Tae-i and Cho-yul, this time I forcibly squeezed in with Ha-yoon.
Tae-i glared with an annoyed expression. Surprisingly, there wasn't much resistance. I thought I'd at least get grabbed by the collar, but I don't know what change of heart she had. ...Could it be that she's only now realized Ha-yoon's cuteness?
Tae-i was a Hiroin and Ha-yoon was a Peulleieo Kaerikteo, so there was certainly a possibility. I should be a little more vigilant.
It was lunchtime. After eating an American-style sandwich, I went to the information room (internet) to kill some time.
Even though it was a prestigious school, many students secretly played water bomb games or gun games. It seems people are the same everywhere.
I quietly surfed the web. I mainly looked at news articles. Perhaps because it was a new world, there was a lot of interesting stuff just by reading the news. Ha-yoon mainly searched for famous artists and art museums.
Tap, tap.
"?"
As I was burying my head in the monitor, I felt a hand tap my shoulder. It was Cho-yul, a handsome boy, smiling brightly.
"What's up?"
"...Come out."
She stroked my head as if urging me. It was an affectionate touch.
"Ha-yoon, I'll be out for a bit."
"...I-I want to go too."
At Ha-yoon's words, Cho-yul shook her head. ...I had a feeling.
"...Ha-yoon, if I don't come back for a while, clean up first and go into the classroom."
"...Okay."
Cho-yul and I walked down the hallway in silence. Thanks to moving quite a distance, we arrived at a quiet hallway where no one was around.
Since the lights were off, only gentle sunlight illuminated the surroundings. In the middle of the hallway was a thick pillar, thick enough for an adult man to hide behind. Cho-yul and I walked behind the pillar.
She stood still and stared intently into my eyes. It seemed she was choosing her words.
"...What's your relationship with Tae-i?"
Her deliberation was long, but the question was short. It seemed to have been bothering her all day.
"...I don't really know. It seems like Tae-i is interested in me."
My words about not knowing were sincere. Considering that she still hurled profanity without hesitation even after yesterday's intercourse, I couldn't hastily confirm our relationship.
"...Just decide already."
Cho-yul slammed her firm arm against the wall. A thick leg came deep between my two legs. Her bare thigh rummaged inside my skirt.
Her knee lifted my crotch. My skirt folded, and my balls and shaft were exposed. My dick grew stiff.
"...It feels like it's going to burst."
"...This leg is cheating."
"If you want to use it, do as you please."
"...You seduced me."
Like mounting a saddle, I climbed onto Cho-yul's thigh. Then, I grabbed the end of Cho-yul's thigh, which connected to her butt. Maintaining my balance, I swayed my lower body. My balls and the back of my shaft began to rub against her thigh.
Cho-yul pursed her lips, then stuck out her tongue. Saliva dripped down. My dick became wet.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
Thanks to the thin saliva, a lewd sound came from her thigh. My dick grew to its limit. Driven mad by pleasure, I rubbed my dick against Cho-yul's thigh. As if my unsightly appearance was simply adorable, Cho-yul grabbed my butt to hold my position. My glans squashed as if doing a floor handjob.
"Completely, full, isn't it?"
Her finger poked my swollen balls.
Cho-yul's palm wrapped around the dick on her thigh. Her 'hand pussy' amplified the friction. My penis was pressed against her thigh flesh and long fingers.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
I ran out of strength and could no longer hold myself up. I collapsed into Cho-yul's armpit. Our eyes met, and without either of us needing to say it first, we kissed.
I rubbed my dick against her thigh. Her 'hand pussy' gripped the base in a ring shape. The most sensitive part of the base was stimulated.
Cho-yul's tongue was soft. It intertwined stickily, as if it were jelly. Our slender bodies' sensitive breasts pressed firmly against each other. My dick, now risen to my abs, throbbed persistently.
Her long hand performed a handjob that was close to obsessive. The feeling of ejaculation surged.
Splat... Splatter!!
I ejaculated a large amount of semen onto Cho-yul's navel. The semen flowed down her belly, dirtying her pants and thigh. After ejaculating, I lost strength and collapsed to the floor.
"...You're mine."
She gave a soft kiss to my forehead and walked past. Semen dropped onto the floor like Hansel and Gretel's breadcrumbs.
I watched until Cho-yul disappeared. Desire squirmed within me. I wanted her legs.
"...Wait, fuck... What do I do?"
Now that I looked, my situation was as serious as Cho-yul's.
I could just change into my gym uniform. The problem was having to go to the classroom in a skirt stained with semen.
'What was Cho-yul thinking, just leaving like that?'
Her actions were unrestrained.
...Just like Tae-i.