Cellix Punk #3
Cellix Punk #3
Title: Did you guys see the article that came out???
[Ingsta Goddess's Confident Bare Face!]
["I'm pretty." SNS Goddess with a Provocative Expression Revealed!]
[Comment Section]
- Wow.. the photos on SNS, they must really be unedited, holy shit.
┖ For real, she's probably the prettiest woman I've seen in my life.
- I'm dying.. I'm dying.. I'm dying..
- The article title smells like dentures as hell lololol
- Even at university, there are plenty of beauties like that. The funny thing is, the prettier the bitch, the more easily her pussy opens.
┖ Out of curiosity, I searched the old man's username, and it turns out he's a 35-year-old virgin, an onahole necromancer?
┖ I-it's Ddatjwi-ing TT
- I heard she was paparazzi'd, but seeing her pose so naturally, she must be a born celebrity.
- My paparazzi friend met her in person, and he said she's not that great in real life.
┖ For real? Not great in person?
┖ She looks the same as in the photos, but in person, she doesn't give off a 'pretty' vibe; it's more like something feels off.
┖ If she looks the same as in the photos, then she's just pretty, what the hell are you talking about?
┖ For real, I don't know what you're talking about.
┖ That's because your friend is gay lol, watch your ass, it'll get penetrated later.
┖ Even better.
- Her only follower is an account called 'Sellex Punk', so it turns out she's the representative model for a clothing business, isn't she?
┖ Ah.. if that's true, my favorability would plummet.
┖ It's just women's clothes anyway, what does a man have to do with it?
* * *
Fashion/Design Department, Beginner Class.
'I didn't know there was such a thing as a beginner class..'
I heard the information and belatedly entered the beginner class.
I looked around. Various clothes, from medieval attire to bizarre, modern art-like outfits, filled my vision.
This wasn't a classroom for making clothes, but for wearing them.
"That Ji-yoon over there is an Ingsta celebrity."
"Really? It's my first time seeing her face."
"...You really don't use the internet, do you? It's been ages since the story spread.."
'There's no one I know here, so it's awkward and uncomfortable...'
I was choosing clothes to wear according to the teacher's instructions. The class content was simple: pick an outfit, wear it, and present what you intended with it.
The teaching method was completely different from the intermediate class.
'...For the lower body, I must wear a thick skirt.'
Although there were various clothes, I didn't have many options. A short skirt would be suicide, and if I wore pants, I couldn't hide my dick bulge.
I had tried on women's pants before, but since they weren't designed with a dick in mind, they showed off a more explicit dick bulge than men's pants.
I searched for a long, loose skirt. In fact, I had found a skirt long ago, but with the mindset of finding a pretty one if possible, I meticulously looked around.
Most of the students had already chosen their clothes and headed to the changing rooms. Only a very small number of people were still looking for clothes.
I looked through one rack completely and moved to the next. As soon as I entered the rack, I noticed the clothes hanging on the wall squirming unrealistically.
Looking closely, I saw a student buried in clothes, choosing an outfit to wear.
"...What are you doing?"
"Ah..."
The classmate, who was rushing out in embarrassment, was an ordinary-looking woman.
"You... S-surely Ji-yoon?!!"
"Haha.. "
Being popular is a double-edged sword.
I thought I'd just be happy if people recognized me, but now it was annoying and tiring. The attention was also a burden..
"Wow.. I've never seen a celebrity before.."
"...?"
Somehow, the Ordinary Woman's gaze was hazy. It was as if she had deeply inhaled marijuana.
A vague certainty arose from my past experiences. To confirm this certainty, I grabbed her lips with the second joint of my thumb and forefinger.
"Ugh...? Hmph.."
The Ordinary Woman's cheeks, whose lips were held, turned red. I noticed the subtle emotions she was feeling.
'Wow.. is she really getting turned on?'
Due to the subtle environment and unique atmosphere of all-girls schools, even heterosexual girls tend to admire cool seniors.
At such times, admiration can cross the line and progress into homosexual forms. Girls in their school days, unlike boys, often surprisingly have no aversion to homosexual acts.
The Ordinary Woman was no different. Intoxicated by Ji-yoon's looks and fame, she wasn't showing any aversion to physical contact.
'If I play this right, I might be able to sexually harass her without even threatening her?'
I am a woman who acts when she says she will, Han-yeo Ji-yoon. There was no reason not to take the challenge when the opportunity presented itself.
I pushed the Ordinary Woman into the clothes on the wall.
"Uh.. uh-oh?"
I followed her into the clothes. In the confined space, our bodies pressed together.
The Ordinary Woman was flustered but didn't resist much. Her expression, as if dreaming and lost in illusion, was a work of art.
I lifted my knee and pressed against her pussy.
"Th-there.. W-what is this?!"
"Shhh, don't be flustered."
I kissed her, intending to ease her tension. It was cute how she closed her eyes as soon as our lips touched.
'Surprisingly.. she has a unique kind of sexiness that differentiates her from a beauty?'
Her ordinary appearance, common to see around, evoked a strange sense of immorality. I thought my standards had risen quite a bit, but the world was wide and there was much to learn.
As I went for it and inserted my tongue, she covered her mouth and shook her head. She seemed genuinely surprised.
"...W-we're both women!"
"...So?"
" ... "
When I replied with a truly questioning expression, the Ordinary Woman's mouth opened and closed. She looked like a goldfish.
"Haa.. your reaction is so cute, I can't resist.."
"...Am I cute?"
"...You don't seem to know you're cute, do you?"
"To someone as pretty as you.."
Small talk ends here.
I grabbed the back of her head and thrust my tongue into her mouth. As I roughly stirred it with strong force, I felt like Park Tae-i.
"Smooch.. Smooch.. Hmph.. It's my first kiss.."
'Her reaction is so fucking hot..'
I unbuttoned the Ordinary Woman's shirt and unhooked her bra.
"Wait, the clothes.."
"Shhh shhh, you'll get caught if you speak too loudly."
She heard my warning and covered her mouth with both hands. She was quite a fun woman to play with.
I pulled her bra down. Although it was dark and I couldn't see well, I had already grasped the position of her breasts. I grabbed her breasts with my hands.
'Fuck, her areolas are huge!!'
Her breasts were small, about a full A-cup, but her areolas were thumb-sized. I gently rotated the Haribo jelly-like areolas. The round pillars became hard and erect.
"Haaahng♡ M-my breasts are sensitive.. Hmph.."
Every time I fondled her breasts, rough moans burst out.
Perhaps because of her unusual body structure, which was harder to find than most glamour models, the pleasure of molesting her was considerable.
"I.. I'm heterosexual.. Haaah.. I'm definitely heterosexual.. Hmph.. My head is getting weird.."
As I tugged at her breasts, the Ordinary Woman swayed her hips in the air. I hid my hard, erect dick and tormented her breasts for a long time.
Her areolas turned so red they looked like they might be pulled off. There wasn't much time. I stopped appropriately and helped her tidy her clothes.
"Can I have your phone number?"
"Yes..♡"
Humans, even while eating Michelin-starred cuisine, sometimes crave cheap junk food. If I crave something different, I should use this woman.
'...Come to think of it, I didn't even ask her name.'
A phone number labeled 'Ordinary Woman' was added to my contacts.
* * *
For my weekend appointment, I dressed up quite nicely.
First, I tied my hair.
Since I had kept my hair short when I was a man, this was my first time tying it.
I put on the wig Shim Chae-a gave me. Since it was my first time wearing a wig, my head shape looked distorted as if I had a bump.
'Still, isn't this good enough?'
Although it was a serious sight that would appall wig users, Ji-yoon smiled contentedly.
I tore open a mask pack. The area was larger than I expected. The edges poked my neck, so I folded 30% of it before applying it.
I opened the front door and walked to the station. Perhaps because it was a city, the station wasn't surprisingly far, despite being in a slum.
I took the subway. While a running train can evoke romance, the subway's dark and gloomy surroundings made me feel deeply tired, even on a bright morning.
I got off at Nongdurim Station. As expected, no men bothered me. Instead, women's gazes were more frequent than before.
'...Is it like the scent of a male?'
My dick grinned broadly at the unexpected gain. That fellow.. I don't know who he takes after to be so lewd.
I looked around. I had arrived at the meeting place, but Shim Chae-a was nowhere to be seen.
'...What is it, where is she?'
I took the escalator up to the ground level. Fortunately, I spotted Shim Chae-a as soon as I ascended.
"Oh dear, it's not that I have other intentions, but you're as pretty as my granddaughter, so I'm just trying to take care of you somehow, you know?"
"...I don't need anything."
"Oh, how frustrating. Well, they say your energy is weak, so you need to meet your ancestral spirits?"
Chae-a was surrounded by a duo exuding a suspicious aura. It was a wrinkled old woman and a young woman who looked to be in her 30s.
'Is it some kind of cult?'
Shim Chae-a's eyes were cold. It seemed like she was in trouble, so I hurried over.
"Hey, old woman, do you have some business with my companion?"
If push came to shove, I wouldn't hesitate to use force. An old woman on the verge of death and a skinny woman like that could be easily subdued.
"...Oh my! Even your friend is full of bad luck, both of you!!"
" ?? "
"If you just trust this old woman, everything can be solved!"
"A-are you crazy?"
Just a few exchanges of words were enough to know she was a crazy bitch. I pushed aside the young woman blocking Shim Chae-a and grabbed her hand.
"Let's run!"
"...Okay."
"W-what are you doing-ooh?"
As we tried to escape, a huge, burly black man blocked our way.
"Derek Johnson! You came just in time! Stop those bitches from leaving!!"
"Oh-oh, I understand!"
At the old woman's screeching, the burly man perfectly blocked our path.
"If you don't want to get hurt, it's best to listen. Once you offer the ritual, you'll be grateful to us."
In a previous Hoicha, I would have been intimidated by his size, unable to do anything but tremble.
"...I don't listen to anyone smaller than me!!"
Park Tae-i's technique came to mind. I stepped forward, used the rotational force, and slammed my fist into the black man's jaw.
"Keck?!!"
"How dare you hold your head up so stiffly with your tiny dick! You shameless bastard!!"
The black man, having let his guard down because I was a woman, received a strong impact to his jaw and collapsed.
When the lower jaw is hit squarely, the brain shakes, and the cervical spine and nerves are impacted.
There's a reason why boxers protect their chins as much as possible.
"" !!! ""
The women were shocked by the unexpected sight, and even the screeching old woman was stunned into silence.
"Old woman.. want to try more?"
" ... "
The cultists fled with their tails between their legs. Only the large man lay lonely on the ground. I didn't expect them to abandon him without any loyalty.
"Hehe, running away scared.. Are you okay?"
"...Yes, no problem."
Her eyes sparkled faintly.
"Where's your house?"
"...Follow me, it's not far."
She swept her hair back. Her hidden half-shaved head was revealed.
'Her neckline is pretty..'
It was a clean neckline from which pheromones flowed.