Chapter 22: The Innocent Busty Girl Whispers Filthy Words Right in My Ear...
A new week had begun. Whether it was because I'd rested well over the weekend or my stamina had improved, I arrived at the office feeling incredibly refreshed.
I don't know about anyone else, but I was pretty satisfied with the company I worked for. The pay was typical for a mid-sized firm—nothing compared to the big corporations—and the workload was never light, with plenty of overtime and no extra allowances to speak of.
Huh? Come to think of it, are there even any good points?
Well, there were some perks. Since we dealt in women's clothing at a fashion company, most of the employees were women, many dressed stylishly. Plus, we ran several women's clothing shopping malls, so I got to interact with models pretty often.
And the tasks I handled suited me well, so even with the heavy workload, I always approached them with a sense of learning and enjoyment.
But lately, I'd been seriously wondering how much longer I could stick it out at this company. It was all because of my boss.
At some point, Team Leader Jeong had started riding me hard, and nowadays she was on my case several times a day.
"Haa... You okay, sunbae?"
In the break room, as I sighed over a canned coffee from the vending machine, someone came to comfort me. It was Moon-hee, the colleague who seemed like the kindest person on earth.
"Yeah. Whatever. I'm used to it now."
A guy couldn't show weakness in front of a woman, after all.
"You've been through a lot. Man... Team Leader Jeong seems way stricter than before."
She was still saying nice things about the boss. Stricter? The woman was being a total bitch.
"But I wonder why she only picks on you, sunbae. Just think of it as her way of pushing you to do better."
If anyone else had said that, I'd have unleashed a torrent of curses, but since it was sweet Moon-hee, I held back.
"Yeah, you're right, Moon-hee-ssi. It's all for my own good."
But inside, I was plotting how to properly put that woman in her place.
Ah, damn it. If only I had a Casting Card <Humiliation>...
The reason I wanted it so badly was obvious—I'd already set Team Leader Jeong as my next target.
I wanted to see her humiliated relentlessly, begging beneath me.
Ah... Should I pull another card pack?
Last settlement gave me 61 million won. I spent 30 million on card packs and 5 million on Bora's guarantee fee, leaving 26 million. Combined with what I had left before, that's 37.7 million.
One more card wouldn't hurt.
But thinking about the guarantee fees made me hesitate. I wasn't planning to wait for the next settlement to make more videos.
I still had a Casting Card <Active Protagonist>. No need to hold off—the sooner I made and uploaded a video, the sooner the revenue rolled in.
Next guarantee would be at least 10 million... and if it was a stunner, even more.
I couldn't blow through my remaining 37.7 million carelessly. Sure, I could dip into savings if desperate, but I wasn't there yet.
Play it smart. Focus on growing the money, not dumping what I have.
That said, I had no intention of using the Casting Card <Active Protagonist> on Team Leader Jeong.
What I needed for her was pure humiliation! Humiliation!
Honestly, I'd come to realize that even just the Casting Card <Actress> would let me ravage any woman without major issues.
With the Setting Card <Sanctuary>, she couldn't harm me, and the Setting Card <Sensitivity> would ensure she reached ecstasy.
But that wasn't enough. I wanted to see her panting in pleasure amid humiliation and shame.
So, Team Leader Jeong could wait a bit.
Ah... Just thinking about it pisses me off again.
I wanted to pin that big-titted bitch under me and crush her... watch her fight back against the waves of unwanted pleasure fueled by rage.
The mere thought made my crotch throb.
Team Leader Jeong... wasn't a beauty. Her round face was pretty enough, but those tits were the real deal.
In a company with over fifty female employees, hers were the most overwhelmingly massive.
She wasn't short either, had a decent figure, and a face that plenty of guys would like.
But her true appeal was those aggressive knockers.
How good would it feel to grab those huge breasts, pinch her nipples, torment her?
I suddenly wondered what her guarantee fee would be.
Appearance-wise, she fell a bit short of my friend Eun-hee or neighbor Bora.
But factoring in those overwhelming tits, she might not rank below them in raw allure.
The guarantee fee for casting target Jeong Ji-hye's debut work has been set at 10,000,000 won.
Huh! Really?
The moment I wondered about the cost, the answer popped up. This would make budgeting easier from now on.
"What're you thinking about, sunbae?"
Moon-hee's voice snapped me out of it.
"Ah! Sorry... just lost in thought for a sec..."
"Huh? Your face looked weird... you weren't thinking something naughty, were you?"
"Naughty? What do you mean?"
Her words hit too close, so I frantically waved it off in denial.
"Don't think bad thoughts—stay positive. Jobs like ours aren't easy to find these days."
Sigh...
"Nah, why would I? I plan to stick around here long-term, getting along sweetly with you, Moon-hee-ssi."
"Suure, sunbae."
That was genuine. Chatting with Moon-hee was pure healing.
Aaah, such a good girl, Moon-hee...
Revenge on Team Leader Jeong got pushed back. Instead, I pondered who to make my next video with.
Not that I had to agonize over it. With the Casting Card <Active Protagonist>, she'd come to me.
All I needed was to pick a suitable woman... and I was considering my ideal types.
Like an actress, a celebrity, or an idol singer. What guy wouldn't dream of that?
A night with a stunning star—and if she was the aggressive type, perfect!
The first two times, I couldn't go for them. Back then, doubting my powers, the risk felt too high.
But now, I trusted my AV Master abilities.
Not just bedding women I'd never dared glance at, but ravaging them without consequence? Yeah, that felt solid.
Time to casually check my bucket list.
I pictured the hot women I fancied.
Got it!
<Ahn Soo-jung>—center of a top idol group right now. The girl hailed as the visual queen of her generation. She'd do nicely.
I picked the hottest celeb like she was a snack at the convenience store—no hesitation.
Now, grab the Casting Card <Active Protagonist> and...
Wait! First, check her guarantee.
The guarantee fee for casting target Ahn Soo-jung's debut work has been set at 600,000,000 won.
Huh? What... 600 million? Six! Hundred! Million? Won?
Where does that insane number come from...?
I vaguely recalled hearing that some adult actresses got 1 billion for their debut.
But those were already famous. And in my videos, faces weren't fully shown anyway—how could it be that high?
Well, the vibe would be similar... it'd generate buzz...
Plus, complaining wouldn't lower it.
"Nah, this won't work."
600 million? No guarantee the video would earn that much. One flop, and I'd be saddled with crushing debt.
What if I couldn't pay and lost my AV Master powers? No thanks.
Pass for now. Maybe later when 600 mil feels like pocket change.
That's when my nemesis spotted me and charged like a fierce beast.
"Is today's shoot prep all set?"
"Shoot?"
"I told you last week, right? That model applicant we scouted recently—test shoot today."
"Huh? Never heard about that."
Definite lie.
"God, Yeong-woong-ssi. Where do you even keep your brain?"
Another tirade poured out.
Ha! Just take this lying down?
Hell, I could quit anytime without regrets—money wasn't an issue.
But around then, I'd started suspecting her behavior might be intentional.
Not her intent, exactly—but some higher power's.
The timing fit. Right after I got AV Master, she changed.
She'd always been prickly, but if you did your job, she didn't nitpick.
Now? She acted like she wanted to devour me. Classic evil boss.
But here's the kicker: she's a woman. And hot.
Picture it: domineering female boss writhing in ecstasy under her male subordinate.
"Sorry. I'll get it ready right away."
So instead of confronting her, I played my role diligently—not as her underling, but as the man swallowing rage, vowing revenge on the haughty bitch.
I headed to the studio in the company basement and started prepping.
My company ran offline stores too, but the main gig was online fashion malls.
We operated four well-known women's clothing sites: ladies' fashion for suits and party wear, bikini mall, underwear mall, and casual for early-20s women.
Plus five large marketplaces under different names.
Hence the in-house studio for frequent shoots.
We had pro photographers on contract, but staff handled some—like product shots from factories, detail shots, or test shoots for model applicants like today.
"Model applicant, huh..."
We had in-house models, but always scouted next-gen via agencies or mall apps.
Most applicants were amateurs, weeded out internally. But occasionally, we tested them in person.
You never knew—a diamond in the rough.
And those shoots? My job.
That's how I got hired. Photography was my only hobby, and my amateur work was decent.
Win-win: company got a worker who handled tasks and quality photos; I turned hobby into job.
Down in the studio, I prepped and checked the applicant file Team Leader Jeong sent.
"No way! A gem like this!"
I was stunned. An adorably cute girl beaming in the photo.
But what really shocked me wasn't her face.
This petite-faced cutie had tits massively mismatched to her innocent look—staggeringly huge.
Wow! Definitely bigger than her head.
Early 20s... ah, file says 20 years old.