Chapter 74: A New Teacher’s Lewd Lesson Prep
Chapter 74: A New Teacher’s Lewd Lesson Prep
After finishing my daily routine as a rookie teacher and returning home...
"Ngh, I'm coming...!"
I sat in my computer chair, eyes squeezed shut, and pressed my thighs together. A stream of liquid squirted out from between my legs.
"Haaaah... ♡"
Exhaling a long sigh, I turned my gaze toward the browser window stretched wide across my computer screen.
[Saw that masochist whore at our school today, holy shit;;]
[First time seeing her in person, her body is just fucking insane.]
[I seriously wonder why she’s a hero instead of an AV actress or doing sponsored stuff.]
[Anyway, I acted like I was just passing by and snuck a shot from low down. Take it, but don't spread it elsewhere.]
The theme of the site was the Female Hero Gallery Back Alley—a place so familiar it now felt cozy. Attached to the post was a hidden camera-style photo taken from a low angle, looking up inside my skirt.
'Oh dear. Who on earth took a voyeuristic photo like this?'
And an academy student, no less, in a place where they should be focused on their studies? Sticking a phone under my skirt and snapping a picture?
It seemed a student had snuck the shot while I was walking around the school and posted it to the Back Alley. Of course, for me, this was all gain and no loss. It just meant I had a new "side dish" of comments to use for masturbation.
[Why would she show off her tits for sponsors lol. She’d crush everyone just by doing commercials.]
[Omg omg omg, so fucking hot. This is the one for today. Sex.]
[That slight wet stain is insane... Is it pussy juice or pee?]
[Wait, if the OP is an academy student, does that mean they're a hero-in-training too? Isn't the quality of the Back Alley getting too high?]
[ㄴ Plenty of active male heroes lurk here too, so what?]
As always, the board was a never-ending stream of evaluations of my face and body, interspersed with arguments and sexual harassment. However, I managed to pick out a few particularly arousing comments and successfully "pulled one out" to them.
"Yawn..."
Yet, for some reason, the stimulation felt weaker than usual. Part of it was that the "side dish" wasn't as tasty as I'd hoped, but it seemed the aftereffects of being taken by Han Yoo-seong earlier—while I was pretending to be hypnotized—were still lingering heavily.
'...It was good.'
Han Yoo-seong is shorter than me and doesn't have a particularly large build. Among the many men I've seen during my life as a hero, he was on the smaller side. Small enough that one might mistake him for a child at a glance.
It was a bit embarrassing to admit that I’d reached such an incredible climax with a man like that. It wasn't like I’d taken an aphrodisiac, nor was I actually hypnotized like in some lewd manga.
'Hypnosis, huh.'
I wasn't actually hypnotized, but my opponent was a hypnotist. What an ironic sentence.
Even though I’d just climaxed, my nipples grew hard again the moment I recalled the memories of this afternoon. The sheer embarrassment I felt when I checked the clock right after he creampied me, only to realize the class period was already over, was still vivid.
"Haah... ♡"
Breathing feverishly, I kneaded my own breasts. But no matter how much I touched myself, I couldn't replicate those rough, aggressive hands that made me so excited.
How could such power come from those small hands? It wasn't just a matter of grip strength; it was something on a different level entirely.
Hearing Han Yoo-seong’s voice in my head, I found myself wanting to drop into a naked dogeza even though no one was ordering me to. It was a line that made my lower abdomen throb just by thinking about it. To be reduced to a mere tool by his thorough ideology of male dominance...
As I dwelled on that situation, my ill-mannered pussy, suddenly aroused, soaked the chair seat once more. I touched my nipples while fantasizing about being scolded by Han Yoo-seong and lightly came one more time.
"Hngh... ♡"
Nothing happened after the sex ended. We wiped up the semen spilled on the floor, put our clothes back on, and once everyone was back in their seats, Han Yoo-seong snapped his fingers to release the hypnosis on the class.
'I wanted to do a cleanup blowjob, though.'
Inwardly, there were a few things I regretted. I didn't get to do the cleanup blowjob that had become part of my post-sex routine, nor did I get to lick the semen off the floor. Since there was only a ten-minute break, I had to snap out of the "hypnosis" as quickly as possible.
I was impressed to see that once the hypnosis was lifted, the health and physical education or sex education lesson was naturally forgotten by everyone, and they all accepted that the original history lesson had simply run long.
This school... well, maybe not the whole school, but all of Class 7 was dancing in the palm of Han Yoo-seong’s hand. In that classroom, he was like a god ruling over his own world.
And so, the hypnotized history lesson concluded, and Han Yoo-seong didn't approach me for the rest of the day.
I wasn't sure if that was a blessing or a curse.
But one thing was for certain.
"...If it weren't for you, I might have actually gotten pregnant this time."
It was a stroke of luck that I always carried a tumbler with a slime inside in my personal bag. It was a good thing I ran straight to the bathroom during the break and let the slime eat all the semen.
I was still a bit away from my ovulation day, but if I had been left alone for too long after being creampied that heavily, I definitely would have ended up carrying the child of a man I’d only met today.
'I did wail about wanting to get pregnant, but honestly, that’s a bit... right?'
Actually, since I’ve lived most of my life as a man, the concepts of pregnancy and childbirth still don't feel real. I can't even imagine myself becoming someone's wife or mother.
I suppose girls my age might feel the same way, so I didn't think much of it, but the problem was that I was a severe masochistic pervert with a defeat addiction.
'For a woman, isn't the most humiliating defeat being forced to bear the child of a man she hates...?'
Even though I have no confidence in raising a child, the fact that I have this fetish makes me feel pathetic.
Perhaps I’d discover a maternal instinct once I actually had a child and become a good mother, but since there was a chance I wouldn't, I needed to keep a minimum level of insurance. My being a pervert is my fault, but what did the child do wrong?
'Raising a child is supposed to be something a couple does together, after all.'
The "minimum insurance" I mentioned referred to the man. Someone who, even if he got me pregnant during defeat play, would sigh and say, "Good grief," but then take good care of the baby with me.
Michael was headed for prison, so he was out. I had a feeling that someone like the Association Chairman or Shin Tae-geon would make a good father. Whether I could actually spend my life married to either of them was a separate issue, but the point was this:
'Han Yoo-seong... that guy is dangerous.'
It’s embarrassing to say it myself, but the way Shin Tae-geon or the Association Chairman looks at me contains genuine goodwill. Shin Tae-geon seems to view me as a highly compatible sex partner, and the Association Chairman treats me like a lewd daughter he wants to cherish.
'Hmm, and the Operator is...'
Wait, wait. Why did his name come up?
As I listed the images popping into my head, my face flushed bright red.
The Operator was almost the only guy I was close to with whom I maintained a purely platonic friendship. It was a bit awkward to say that after I’d used his phone’s vibration to masturbate outdoors, but still.
Shin Tae-geon is like an older brother, and the Association Chairman is old enough to be called "Mister," so there’s a significant age gap. But the Operator is around my age, so he’s the closest thing I have to a "bestie." I don't know what he thinks of me, though.
'...Well, the Operator is a good guy too.'
I hate to admit it, but he’s the most handsome... and he has a great body. If we’re talking about ideal husband material for a girl my age, he might be the most perfect candidate. Of course, I don't have any romantic feelings for him.
Lately, he’s been tanning, which makes his muscles stand out even more, making me feel flustered when we're together. It makes me feel like a piece of trash for being the only one having lustful thoughts about a friend.
If it were any other guy, I would have just brushed it off since I’m a pervert anyway, but the Operator was different.
Maybe it’s because he always praises me for being a wholesome hero. In front of the Operator, I still have enough pride left to want to be a righteous magical girl who wins every time, rather than a masochist whore addicted to defeat.
'Anyway, those three are all people capable of taking responsibility for a family.'
But Han Yoo-seong was different. He was a type I’d never encountered before. A man who sees women not as equals but as pussies, and sees pussies not as reproductive organs but as holes for sexual relief.
Yes, he’s the kind of character you’d often see in a lewd manga. He was the closest to my broken preferences, but he’s the type you rarely see in reality unless they’re completely insane.
'Maybe Michael is similar? Though this guy feels much more twisted.'
Setting all that aside, I don't even know what he does.
He’s attending the academy as a hero trainee, but there are more than a few suspicious things about him. If he had used that ability properly, he would have been a hero on my level long ago, yet he’s still at the student level.
'Does he even want to be a hero?'
I’m really saying some stupid things. If he didn't want to be a hero, he would have gone to a regular four-year university. There’s no reason for him to be at an academy for hero trainees unless...
"...Wait?"
At that moment, a thought flashed through my mind. Perhaps Han Yoo-seong—the hypnotist—was actually a villain who had intentionally infiltrated the academy.
There are plenty of heroes who aren't normal. That’s why I just assumed Han Yoo-seong was a hero trainee whose sexual preferences had gone a bit too far off the rails. In fact, based on what he’s done so far, it wouldn't be strange for him to be classified as a villain and dealt with.
The line between a hero and a villain is paper-thin.
Inwardly, I had assumed Han Yoo-seong was someone who started as a hero trainee but leaned toward the villain side.
Furthermore, the reason I had assumed the possibility of him being an active villain infiltrating the academy was low was because the academy's security is incredibly tight.
There’s a cliché that hero academies always get attacked by villains, but this place was an exception. However, if he used his superpower, "Hypnosis," couldn't he have found a way?
If he’s a villain, everything makes sense. His rotten personality, and the fact that he’s staying at the level of a hero trainee despite having such an overwhelming ability.
'Of course, I still don't know why he infiltrated the academy.'
It was absurd that I was only just thinking of this now. Has my intelligence really dropped because I’ve been getting my pussy pounded so much?
'But I was always the physical type anyway! It’s fine if I’m an airhead!'
Having finally started to use my brain, I ran into another obstacle.
'Should I catch him right away?'
Since he’s harming others with hypnosis, including me just today, I should catch him... but he’s a very difficult type to apprehend. And honestly, I also had a desire to do more defeat play with him.
The primary issue was his ability, "Hypnosis." Since I’m immune to it, I could approach him easily, but if he used his hypnosis to take innocent citizens hostage, things would get messy.
Fortunately, I had a clever plan to capture him.
'...Lesson prep.'
Han Yoo-seong directly ordered me to prepare a "fun lesson." In other words, if I could just create a one-on-one situation with him during the Gate field training, I could end this without any collateral damage.
It wouldn't be hard to catch him in the middle of defeat play, either. I’ll just act like I’m hypnotized, and the moment I get serious, it’ll be over in an instant.
'And I happen to have a great idea.'
But to execute this idea, I needed supplies. The "fun lesson" Han Yoo-seong mentioned meant I should prepare a lesson that would get him hard.
Since I was once a man, I know a few "cheat codes" to get a man aroused. No matter how much of an incomprehensible psychopathic villain Han Yoo-seong is, as long as he has a cock and balls, there’s no way he won't find this hot.
With that in mind, I didn't hesitate to log onto a cosplay shopping mall.
*
A few days later, the cosplay items I ordered arrived. Fortunately, it was before Class 7’s Gate field training.
I quickly opened the package, locked my door, tried on the clothes, and stood in front of the mirror.
"Hmm... this isn't quite it."
I crouched down, put both hands next to my head, and slightly bent my wrists...
"Yeah, that’s it."
I looked in the mirror and practiced the lines I’d prepared.
"The bunny in heat 24/7, Magical Girl Floss, has arrived-pyon~! I’m in charge of today’s lesson, so please take good care of me-pyon~♡"
The moment I finished the line, my cheeks in the mirror turned bright red.
"...What is this? It’s not like I’m doing an 'event' for a boyfriend."
Just 30 minutes after confirming the purchase, a wave of self-loathing washed over me.
