Nightmare and Reality: The Difference Between Them
The scene was a stylish café in the heart of the city. Two women sat chatting in the quiet atmosphere.
“Ah-young! What eyeshadow and blush are you using?”
“I’ve been using M brand lately. It’s surprisingly good.”
“No way, Ah-young… It’s not even that expensive, but when you wear it, why does it look so pretty on you?”
“Ah… haha, thanks.”
“Ah-young! You really have such a beautiful face, a great figure… and you’re good at studying too. How happy must the person who marries you be someday? Do you even have anything to worry about?”
“Heyyy… stop it! You dummy! Hehe.”
Ah-young smiled happily. It had been a long time since she’d had a conversation with a close friend, and it felt wonderful. She already knew better than anyone how beautiful she was, but no matter how many times she heard it, the compliment never got old.
Throughout her school years, university, part-time jobs, and academy classes—wherever she went, Ah-young was always the center of attention and affection. Because she was beautiful. And perfect.
“Hehe… Why do I feel so happy today?”
She had always smiled, always lived bathed in happiness. Yet somehow, this happiness felt like something she hadn’t experienced in a very long time.
“Oh my! No matter how pretty I am, I could never compare to you, Lee Ah-young-nim!”
The pleasant conversation with her friend suddenly took a strange turn when the girl began using formal speech. The voice sounded familiar, but it wasn’t her friend’s.
“Lee Ah-young-nim…? Why are you suddenly calling me that…?”
Come to think of it, she couldn’t recognize the face in front of her at all. Who was this…? As she looked again, the blurred outline gradually sharpened.
…Lee Ji-yeon? Lee… Ji… yeon…?
“Ah, in that case, should I call you ‘Blue Panty Masturbator’ instead?”
A chill ran down Ah-young’s spine. Memories of that day flooded back all at once. The happiness she had felt scattered into the air in an instant.
“Ah-young-nim! This has already spread all over the internet! Would you like to see? The views are insane, right? You’ve become a celebrity already! Congratulations!”
Ji-yeon held up a screen for Ah-young to see. A video showed a woman wearing blue panties over her head, frantically thrusting a dildo into herself. The woman in the video had large breasts and pale skin…
This… is me, right…? This woman…? It’s me…? This… this is… all over the internet…?
She looked at the woman sitting across from her. Lee Ji-yeon smiled at Ah-young with a delighted expression.
“How was my reward, Ah-young-nim? You enjoyed it, didn’t you?”
“Y-you…!”
“I’ve exposed everything—your vagina and your ID photo—to the world! Ah-young-nim, it’s an honor to have ruined your life! Hahaha!”
“You…!”
Ah-young’s rage exploded, yet her body wouldn’t move. Her vision blurred.
It was a dream… Yet it might also be reality…
— Ah-young opened her eyes.
“Khhhhh!”
Her entire body was drenched in cold sweat. She looked as though she had just suffered a terrible nightmare.
“Hah, hah, hah…”
She gasped frantically for air and glanced around. Another unfamiliar place. Why did she always wake up in a completely new location after experiencing such crushing despair? Ever since being kidnapped and turned into livestock, nothing had gone well even once. Her mind was shattered. Just remembering the humiliating performance she had been forced to give made her feel like she was going insane.
She had exposed her anus, vagina, and breasts while acting out the role of a perverted exhibitionist. She had performed as if she truly wanted it, committing acts so shameful and degrading that they defied description. And at the end, in front of countless people, she had masturbated wildly with a dildo—swinging her hips like a madwoman, completely consumed by pleasure as she pounded the fake phallus into herself. A masturbation show in which she had abandoned all reason and forsaken her humanity.
At the time, she hadn’t been capable of any rational thought. But now that her mind had returned, every single scene remained vividly etched in her memory.
Still, that earlier shameful performance had at least been a “legal” exposure conducted under official research directives. No matter how much she had been humiliated and insulted as a pervert, it had been a “legitimate performance” with the stated purpose of hospital research and “treatment.”
But the “Blue Panty Girl” masturbation on the first floor had been blatant illegal public masturbation—an arbitrary, self-destructive act done purely to satisfy her own sexual urges. That final masturbation show had been unequivocally illegal. All of it had been Lee Ji-yeon’s plan. Taking photos of Ah-young’s ID, blackmailing her, and finally gifting the dildo to the aroused Ah-young—everything had been part of Ji-yeon’s scheme to destroy her. It had nothing to do with the research; Ji-yeon had simply wanted to ruin Ah-young.
…Why…?
Her heart pounded violently. She remembered how she had transformed into a grotesque pervert in front of so many people.
“Hah! Hah! Kyaaaaaaaah!”
Lee Ah-young, in a state of arousal, publicly inserting a dildo into herself and masturbating. Wearing blue panties over her head, panting and gasping as every eye in the room fixed on her, she had ridden the dildo with frantic piston movements. Her moans of pleasure had echoed for everyone to hear. Smiling happily while surrounded by people, she had put on a disgraceful display in front of countless smartphone cameras recording her. She remembered the camera lenses, flashes, and shutter sounds all pointed at her. She had been wearing the blue panty mask over her face. Had the panties actually hidden her face? What if they had slipped off even a little? What if the panties had disappeared while she was on that dildo…? She should have at least kept her face covered somehow… But the wildly aroused Ah-young at the time couldn’t remember how well the panties had concealed her.
Her face… hadn’t been captured, right…?
Ah-young might already have become a celebrity on the internet. The entire world might now know about her aroused state. The thought that her personal information might already be circulating. The nightmare she had just dreamed might be identical to reality. The fear that Lee Ji-yeon, who had orchestrated that horrific masturbation show, might have already spread Ah-young’s personal details and vagina photos everywhere.
“…My life… is over… It’s over… Aaaaaah!”
Ah-young began thrashing on the bed. Thud! Thud! Thud! Screaming like a madwoman, she pounded the bed with her fists, shook her entire body, tore at her hair, struck her chest with her fists, and kicked her legs wildly. Then she began to cry.
“Hwaaaaaah! No! Nooooo!”
That self-destructive masturbation scene had surely been saved on dozens of smartphones. The fact that her shameful naked body—the image of her as nothing more than an aroused livestock consumed by sexual desire after taking an aphrodisiac—had spread across the internet seemed almost inevitable. She could already imagine her disgraceful video circulating on foreign adult sites and countless Korean SNS platforms.
“Hwaaaaaah! No! No! Fuck! Lee Ji-yeon, Lee Ji-yeon! That crazy fucking bitch!”
She spat out curses she would never normally say. Ah-young had fallen into utter despair. In the end, this was the result of being kidnapped and becoming Special Livestock. Her life as a woman had been destroyed. And it had all happened because of Lee Ji-yeon’s personal amusement. Even if she cleared her name for the serial murders and returned to being an ordinary citizen in three years, Lee Ah-young would have to live with the stigma of being a perverted, aroused masturbator. The label was far too long: Perverted Aroused Blue Panty Mask Masturbator Lee Ah-young.
She continued screaming in madness, lacking the courage to face the reality that awaited her. The water had already been spilled. Believing her life was over, Ah-young wept like a broken woman.
“Uwaaaaaah! S-save meeeee! Hwaaaaaah! Kyaah! Mommmmm!”
While Ah-young was still gasping in agony, a notification sound suddenly rang out from the wooden shelf beside the bed she lay on.
> [Notification: New message received!]
“Kyaah! Huh?”
With her face still streaked with tears, Ah-young spotted a smartphone lying on the shelf. It wasn’t the one she had used before being kidnapped. It was a sleek blue model of the latest generation. Beside it lay a note that read: “A gift for Lee Ah-young.” Anyone could see it was meant for her. The blue smartphone only reminded her once again of the blue panties. Everything before her eyes was simply painful.
“Hah… hah…”
Her heart was still racing wildly. No matter what happened, those horrific memories and the shock would never disappear. After staring at the smartphone for a long time, Ah-young—still crying and wrestling with her inner conflict—suddenly snatched it up as if making a decision.
It had been a long time since she had touched any electronic device. This was the first time she had held a personal smartphone since being kidnapped. She had no idea what had happened in the world while she was held captive. What would happen to her university life? Her house? Her car? What did her friends think of her now? Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. But the final conclusion was always the same: Everyone must already know that the “Blue Panty Mask” was Ah-young. Her life was already over.
The conclusion Ah-young reached was the most tragic one possible.
“Sniff… sniff…”
She pictured her friends. Imagined them mocking and despising her. She had even dreamed of such things happening. If that dream became reality… what would she do…? What on earth… should she do…? If it really came to that, Ah-young would die. She wouldn’t want to live anymore.
With trembling hands, Ah-young turned on the smartphone screen. Then she checked the received message. The sender’s name was… Kang Ju-hyeok.
“Hik!”
Ah-young’s hands shook even harder. That name she hadn’t heard in so long. The terrifying demon might be returning to her. A demon incomparable to Lee Ji-yeon—one with far greater social power. With trembling fingers, Ah-young clicked on the message Kang Ju-hyeok had sent.
A single link had arrived. Ah-young read the message. Then she burst into tears again.
“Khh… khhh…”
The thumbnail and title attached to the message drove her even deeper into despair.
Sender: Kang Ju-hyeok
Content: Article link
<AK Hospital ‘Blue Panty Mask’ Masturbator Arrested by Police, Identity Revealed>
It was a title she could never bring herself to click. That “Blue Panty Mask” referred to Ah-young… and the fact that even the “Blue Panty Mask’s” personal information would be disclosed was written right in the title. Clicking that link would confirm for herself that her life was over. That demon named Kang Ju-hyeok had sent this message precisely to inform her of that fact.
“Uwaaaaaah! Nooooo! Why… why even my personal information… whyyyyy!”
Ah-young screamed. Tears fell one by one onto the smartphone. Her once-perfect life had collapsed in an instant. He had promised that if she endured for three years, he would clear her name and return her to normal? Kang Ju-hyeok was a liar. If he was going to drive her to rock bottom anyway, why had he bothered with such lies…?
“Sob… sob… hngh…”
Weeping like a madwoman, Ah-young clicked the link with trembling hands. She had to confirm. Only then would she find the courage to give up on life. She wanted to die. If everyone truly learned what she had done, she would die. She had already known what the result would be, yet she still pressed it. Her hands trembled violently. Her entire body was wrapped in tension. This terrifying moment—having to confirm information she desperately did not want to know.
When she clicked the link, the article appeared on screen. Ah-young’s expression began to shift from despair… to hope.
The bizarre sexual crime that occurred in the first-floor lobby of AK Hospital—the “Blue Panty Mask Masturbation Incident.”
Footage of the “Blue Panty Mask” masturbating spread rapidly across the internet, heating up the entire nation. Although false information circulated claiming that an unrelated woman was the perpetrator, the actual culprit was eventually arrested, proving those claims false.
The name of the criminal who committed this public masturbation is <27-year-old female, Lee Ji-yeon.> She was a nurse at AK Hospital and a researcher in the Special Purpose Laboratory.
Suspect Lee Ji-yeon, arrested on charges of public indecency, had long suffered from exhibitionistic tendencies and sexual perversion. She had deliberately purchased masturbation devices and performed her act in the most crowded location possible. After nearly an hour of openly lewd behavior, the suspect collapsed from dehydration and was apprehended while unconscious.
Police stated that the suspect Lee Ji-yeon herself strongly requested that her identity be revealed. Ji-yeon expressed a strong desire to publicize the crime she had committed. This course of action by the suspect is attributed to her self-destructive sexual tendencies……
…What is this? What does this mean? What on earth… happened…?
Ah-young read the article over and over again. Lee Ji-yeon. Why had that woman… done this…? Her mind grew complicated. Yet the despair that had been driving her mad gradually began to subside. No matter how many times she read it, the article’s content was crystal clear. And the suspect’s name: <Lee Ji-yeon>.
That woman, Lee Ji-yeon, had been arrested in Ah-young’s place. Would Ji-yeon have done this willingly? …No. That demonic, disgusting woman would never have done something like this on purpose. Only one person came to mind.
Ring ring! Ring ring!
Suddenly, the smartphone Ah-young had been staring at began to ring. The caller’s name was ‘Kang Ju-hyeok.’ With trembling hands, Ah-young answered the call. Her state of mind was far calmer than before. Her heart was still pounding, but after reading the article, it was gradually stabilizing.
“H-hello…?”
Ah-young spoke cautiously into the phone. Her body began trembling again.
“Lee Ah-young. It’s been a while.”
It was the first time she had heard Kang Ju-hyeok’s voice in so long. That low, deep tone. Just hearing his voice still made her skin crawl, exactly as before. The familiar fear she had momentarily forgotten wrapped around her once more. But for Ah-young, who had been drowning in despair, a sense of relief and hope had finally emerged. Since being kidnapped, meeting Kang Ju-hyeok, and becoming livestock, this was the first time she had felt anything hopeful. For the first time, reality was better than the nightmare.