Pussy Units 1 Through 5: Full Assembly!
The whole mess blew up so badly the cops got called and everything went to hell.
The group chat had completely dropped every last word about me and overflowed with talk about the Class President instead. The upperclassmen even slapped a gag order on the whole thing.
"……………"
"………Heh heh."
After class, Harin and I sat on a bench in the campus park—the same spot where the Class President had thrown her fit—and just caught our breath.
Neither of us said a word, but after sitting there long enough we both already knew what was coming next.
"…Does this make it clear to you now?"
"Clear about what."
"That those girls you almost trusted? They're the same kind of creature I am."
"…………"
So that was it. Euna hadn't made contact or used her mind-reading, which meant she'd gone and dug into everything that night for sure.
"Why are you telling me."
"To explain myself. You'll listen, right?"
"For now."
I already knew what she was going to say.
And sure enough, every word that followed was the exact same story Euna had given me.
I didn't do it. The culprit is one of those other girls. I was trying to protect you. The only real difference was her reason for hypnotizing me: By the day of the graduation ceremony I'd already lost my memories, so I bolted in a panic. …The fact that most of my current memories had been fabricated was still a hell of a shock.
She called it an explanation, but I didn't think she needed to beat herself up that hard.
Because Harin just didn't feel like the culprit.
…At least not to my eyes.
"What'd you do that day."
"That day?"
"You met up with Euna, didn't you."
"Ah~! That? Yeah, I met her. Asked if she'd already told you, heard that the whole thing had blown open, and explained it was a misunderstanding. Then we started texting again after that."
Texting?
Wait… was that when?
Yesterday, right before she spent the whole day hanging out with me, she'd suddenly started acting like she was sending texts again after ages…
And that was the result?
Even if Harin herself didn't move, the other four would. This one girl alone could already ruin someone's entire life, and there were four more just like her… I couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of hell the Class President had been put through.
"You really are friends, huh."
"Euna still looks like she doesn't believe me, and the others all reacted differently, but somehow we managed to…"
That wasn't what I'd meant—I'd meant birds of a feather flock together—but I let it slide.
"I'm sorry for only telling you now. But the fact that I've been putting you under hypnosis this whole time is real, so I felt too guilty. I was hoping you'd be the one to poke at it first. That way I could just spill everything easily like this… Honestly, who wants to be suspected? Everything I did was for you, Juwon."
Me, suddenly stripped of my memories… Harin pouring new ones into me and whisking me off to the one-room apartment for my sake…
…It sounded nice, but it still reeked of something shady.
"Whenever I got suspicious you'd just slam me with brainwashing or hypnosis or whatever. That why you've been so quiet lately?"
"Yeah… Since there's nothing left to hide, I'll tell you now. The sex friends and the teacher I offered you as tribute? I seduced them the same way. You used to have a ton of girls hanging off you, and I was worried taking you away would leave you inconvenienced, so I prepped those substitute pussies. But after all that work, everyone except the teacher was a complete bust, so I got a little discouraged…"
"Forget that. How do you feel about wrecking other people's lives because of me?"
"Not much? The only thing that matters to me is you, Juwon. I don't feel anything about how many other people get sacrificed."
…Terrifying.
But something even more terrifying was the fact that watching Harin act like this made something inside me quietly happy.
"…Juwon?"
Birds of a feather really had found each other.
What the hell kind of guy had I been before I lost my memories?
"The memories that got wiped—you injected the new ones, right?"
"Yeah."
"So how far did they go? Was I always this kind of person?"
"You don't need to doubt that far. You've still got your elementary school memories and stuff, right? The only things that vanished were the memories of us—your girlfriends—so your personality hasn't really changed. You've always been like this, past or present, so you don't have to tense up. The one thing that shifted a little is how you treat women? You used to be a lot rougher."
Rougher with women, huh.
I already snapped at them constantly now. How much worse could I have been?
"I feel like a dementia patient right now. Like I'm grabbing every nurse who walks by and asking, 'I don't have any dementia symptoms today, right?' For real………"
"If you're that anxious, want to meet the girls?"
"…What girls? My old girlfriends?"
"Yeah. I just told you. Over the past week I finished all the explanations and excuses, so if we go now they'll all be there. If you show up they'll be thrilled, and you can at least memorize their faces while you're at it. And don't call them 'old girlfriends'—they'll cry if they hear that."
"Can you even still call them girlfriends when the boyfriend side doesn't remember a damn thing?"
"At the very least, they never abandoned you. That's why the Class President ended up like that, right? Even if one of them is the culprit, I don't think that means we should treat the rest differently."
For someone saying that, she'd gone and kidnapped me and isolated me from them first…
Which is exactly why I can't bring myself to suspect Harin when she's this devoted.
Euna still looked at Harin with suspicion, and some of the others seemed to be staying neutral, so figuring out a way to restore my memories while making contact with the girlfriends I couldn't remember felt like a solid plan.
"I'll text them that we're coming."
"Yeah."
She had the app, yet she still used regular texts. The second she hit send, a whole chorus of obvious notification chimes rang back. All four of the others had clearly been waiting on Harin's message. That took the pressure off the walk to the club room, and since I'd been there once already I didn't get lost.
Magadong.
Short for Magic Club… and according to Euna, short for Masochist Livestock Club.
Unlike last time, the lights were on and I could hear people inside. The little window in the door that should've let you peek in had a paper slapped over it reading "No Peeping." Other clubs covered their windows the same way, but this one felt like it carried a completely different meaning.
"It's locked."
Knock knock knock.
"…?"
Harin knocked, but nothing happened, so she sent a text. Only then did the lock click open.
"Oh, welcume."
"Hi~!"
"…Ugh!"
The first face to appear was Euna's. Still apparently wearing nothing underneath, just a coat that showed flashes of bare skin, with that fluffy egg-perm and the dog-like face of a pretty girl. She looked like a golden retriever greeting its owner—until her expression flipped into the face of a cat that had just been smacked.
"What's with the 'ugh'?! Your friend finally shows up and that's what you do!"
"Who said we're friends… Hmph, I thought it was Juwon!"
"You little… Fine, move."
"Nyehhh~!"
Harin narrowed her eyes and pushed inside; I followed right after, still holding her hand. The second we stepped through, the door slammed shut and locked behind us. I was just wondering why they needed to go that far when the answer wiped every question clean away.
Beyond my dim vision, five women came into view.
Every last one of them looked completely wrong.
"Welcome to our club, Magadong."
The first to greet me was the blonde I was pretty sure I'd met a week ago.
She looked wrong too.
"Sounds like the prologue line from a game or novel."
"Does it? Heh heh. I heard the story from Harin. You don't care for small talk, so let's jump straight into introductions. That'll be more useful for Master."
Clap clap clap~♪
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While I blinked hard a few times to adjust my vision, everyone sat down in their spots in perfect time with the blonde's clapping. There were three faces I'd never seen before, yet I felt zero tension—if anything, I was relaxing.
My mind didn't remember them, but my body did… That was the only way to put it.
With my bad eyes, anyone I didn't know usually just looked like a dark blur, but these girls already had sharp, clear silhouettes. I marveled at that as I found my usual seat the same way I had last time. Harin, on the other hand, stood up from hers. Looks like we were starting introductions from this side, so I held my breath and matched the mood.
"I don't really think I need an introduction, but I'll say it while we're here. Girlfriend Unit 1. Name: Chae Harin. Hobbies are tribute, service, reverse NTR—basically anything that involves giving something to Juwon makes me happy. Masochist type. Abilities are hypnosis and brainwashing, plus simple mind-reading."
"What's with the 'Unit 1'?"
"The order we started dating."
"So you were the Jeongsil?"
"The others would never admit it, but at least that's how I intend it?"
"Don't you fucking joke around! I'll kill you!"
"See?"
Euna bared her teeth. The moment Harin sat back down, Euna shot straight up.
Still nothing under the coat, still that ridiculously huge ass on an otherwise petite frame, still the fluffy egg-perm and the face that screamed Pomeranian. Her tongue still stumbled over words, but you could tell she was deliberately leaning into the character.
"I'm Girlfriend Unit 2. Name's Na Euna. Hobbies are exhibitionism and expansion play!"
Yeah, I can see that.
"Back in the day I got treated like a bag or a basket! They'd experiment on me to see how much stuff could fit inside, and I even did outdoor exposure without using my power sometimes! My ability is invisibility! I don't have any sub-abilities like the others, but I can make anything or anyone I touch invisible too!"
…Simple.
But a versatile pervert power.
It fit her exhibitionist streak and her kinks perfectly.
"My turn next."
Euna sat, and the blonde rose.
Deep golden hair no dye could ever produce, blue eyes so dark they were almost navy, mixed-race features that had clearly taken only the best from both sides… Tall, with a body that was stacked—not quite on Harin or Euna's level, but still the type with full breasts and a full ass…
The kind of premium beauty who'd make anyone turn around at least once if she walked down the street. Completely out of my league…
So why the hell was someone who looked like that standing there completely naked, wearing pig ears, with scribbles and spit all over her face……
"Nice to meet you, Master! I'm Girlfriend Unit 3, Cash! My hobbies are shame, disgrace, and humiliation of every kind! And nothing feels better than being treated like a complete idiot!"
…I didn't want to know that.
Euna and Harin already had extreme hobbies, but with looks this good it hit even harder.
And the way she twisted her body and announced it all so proudly, without a shred of embarrassment, put her beyond the pale as a human being.
"My old nickname was White Pig."
"You fucking idiot. Who asked."
"Hahk~?!"
"Just do the introduction."
"Y-Yes~!"
Don't look so happy about it…
"Then I'll continue… My ability is personality theft. I can copy, extract, or swap the personality of anyone I touch. Turning that woman into a monkey this morning was my power too~!"
"…Tch."
I'd just started to relax after Euna's ability, and now I was scared all over again. She ruined someone's entire life like it was nothing and stood there with her chest puffed out like she was proud of it. Euna and the others all looked annoyed too… Cash had clearly jumped the gun.
"You were the one who wrecked the Class President?"
"Yes. I swapped her personality for a monkey in heat."
"Where's the original?"
"Probably in that trash can in the corner."
…I'd go grab that later.
"I can also do psychometry… Ah! And I founded the club~! Our family's pretty well-off, after all~! I just stuffed donation money into the greedy little piglet's mouth until he happily handed over the room! Heh heh, he was so obedient I was almost grateful… I nearly had to handle it myself!"
Harin was the same way, but this one also had zero hesitation about using her power on other people.
I glanced at the remaining two, half-expecting them to be the same brand of lunatic.
"Don't look at me like that! I never threw common sense out the window like those two!"
"You?"
"Hi~! Darling, I'm the long-awaited Unit 4!"
Darling, huh. That's a lot…
This one looked like a gyaru.
Gray-tinted contacts, long ash-gray hair like all the color had been drained out, and her body was……
……………?
"Why the hell are your tits moving on their own?"
"Isn't it hilarious introducing myself like this~?! Ah, I'm Jeong Yuna~! My ability is—look! Changing my appearance and body shape like this~! Hobbies are cosplay play that uses my power, and hardcore masochistic training! Taking a character someone worked so hard to create and actually abusing it in real life… How do I put it~! Doesn't it just hit you right in the gut?!"
She claimed she'd never abandoned common sense, then immediately started spouting the most extreme shit imaginable.
An energetic psycho… That was my first impression of Unit 4.
"Ah, you're thinking something weird~! I never hurt other people, okay!"
"You—back then, what did you mostly do? Euna did exhibitionism… Cash looks like that…"
"Nothing special for me! I'd go to cosplay events, then that night we'd hit a hotel, I'd get the absolute shit beaten out of me, and I'd post it on my secret account! 'Look how this beautifully dressed character ended up a complete mess~!' and upload the report! Like this, see—the face all bruised purple, or nails driven through the nipples—the reactions are insane, right?! Or this photo of me getting my head stepped on while piss is sprayed all over me! People even ask who my boyfriend is! The comments go crazy!"
…A masochist.
A fundamentally pure one, at that.
The only reason I could even tolerate it was probably because the first three had been actively harming other people.
"What if you get hurt."
"When I change my body or appearance it all heals, so it's fine~!"
…So she could heal too.
"Ah, just like Cash has psychometry as a second ability, I've got a sub-power too~! Clone technique! I've used it to enter cosplay contests as multiple people at once and rake in prize money, and multi-person play is totally possible! Aren't I amazing? Praise me! Praise meee~!"
I shoved Unit 4—Yuna—away hard as she tried to throw herself at me.
"Wuuuueeeh~! Darling~! We finally reunite and this is how you treat meeeee~! Hiiiieeh~!"
…Too much.
No, seriously.
"Uuu…"
Leaving Yuna like that, I glanced toward the corner and found Euna pouting hard.
Everyone else had two abilities each… Yeah, that would sting.
"Unit 4. Sit down. You're making Master uncomfortable."
"But still! If I rub up against him like this he always punishes me so hard later, you know?! One time I did this and he broke my nose!"
"…That method works?!"
What the fuck are you bitches even sharing with each other.
"Ahem…! That is some mouth-watering intel in its own right, but… right now it's Unit 5's turn, so behave."
"Ah~! Right!"
My eyes landed on the girl sitting farthest from me, quietly reading a book all by herself.
Unit 5…
Come to think of it, last time I was here Euna had mentioned her.
Unit 5… she's the bystander faction… Her kinks and personality are the weirdest of all, and her power is the strongest, but she never cooperates at all…
Every girl who'd spoken so far had bizarre abilities, and this one had been declared the strongest among them.
…What was she.
Normally this type would be the mastermind…
"Unit 5? Unit 5? Master's waiting. Hurry up and introduce yourse—"
"Don't order me."
"Hey, Unit 5~! Yo, Unit 5~!"
"Don't order me."
"There she goes again. We finally brought Juwon and she's like this!"
"Don't give me orders."
…What an attitude.
"Sorry. She's pretty passive. Getting her here today was a huge pain. She literally never listens to anyone else no matter what…"
That didn't sound like something you could sum up with just the word "passive."
"You're going to have to be the one to order her, Juwon."
"Me?"
"Yeah. Otherwise she'll keep this up all day."
…So that was her type.
In cases like this, just yelling was the answer.
"Hey, Unit 5, cut the bullshit and introduce yourself already! You're wasting time!"
"…!"
Even I knew that wasn't the tone you used on someone you'd just met, but sure enough, she reacted.
"…Fine."
Short, boyish hair. Blunt way of speaking and a blunt face to match. Average body, but the kind that would probably be popular with other girls. And she was the only one dressed like a normal person—a soft-looking winter knit sweater and black pants that covered all the way to her ankles. Maybe she was the most normal of the bunch……
"Name's Hyeon. Girlfriend Unit 5. Hobby is restraint-and-neglect play. I also like piercings and tattoos."
……Bullshit. In that completely flat tone she'd just dropped what was, in a way, the most extreme thing yet.
"Basically I like being bound tight and tormented right up to the limit. But I hate violence and crime. I also hate being ordered around by other people… except for one person. If it's our Lord's command, I'll do anything."
After "Master" now it's "Lord"… Real grand titles they're handing out.
"Nnghmm…"
She bit the hem of her knit sweater with her teeth and lifted it to show what was underneath.
She was bound in something like bondage gear.
"Mm, uuh, nngh… nnh…"
I'd thought she was reading a book, but looking closer, those were fake mannequin hands. Her real hands were restrained inside the clothes. No way she could have tied herself up like that alone—someone else had to bind or free her. Maybe the reason she wore the knit sweater was so her nipples and such wouldn't show on the outside.
"Who tied you up?"
"We did. Hyeon really hates requests and orders, but if you grant her own request she gets in a good mood and sometimes listens. Today when we told her to gather at the club room she refused, so we lured her by saying we'd tie her up if she came. That's how we finally got her here."
"I'm grateful for that part."
"Honestly, she sticks completely to the attitude that nothing interests her unless it's Master."
Because she'd stood up, the mannequin hands tumbled out of the sweater with soft thumps. That left only her limp wrists swaying in the air. Even with every eye on her she still spoke in that same flat tone.
"Ability is time stop. No restrictions. Whether it's my constitution or part of the power itself, other people's superpowers don't work on me either. So whenever someone gets upset or a fight breaks out, they end up clinging to me."
Time stop… plus power nullification…
So she was the middleman and the watchdog, huh…
"She looks like that, but she's actually very affectionate, so please don't judge her only by appearances."
"We've known each other a long time, after all… Hehe…"
"…Whatever."
Even while Cash and Euna spoke up for her, she snapped back at them and sat down.
That finished the introductions.
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Everyone looked happy.
"That everything?"
"Yeah, everyone's done introducing themselve…"
"That's right. They're all so distinctive you'll remember them in no time."
"Or maybe by the feel of their hands~! Kyaa~!"
"……You can give me orders if you want."
In order: Pussy Unit 1, Pussy Unit 2, Pussy Unit 3, Pussy Unit 4, Pussy Unit 5—a full assembly of masochist pussies.
"Then finally I should introduce myself and explain the situati—"
I was about to lay out my side of the story in front of all these pussies and finally complete the reunion.
That was the plan.
"Ei~♡"
"?"
The second I stood up to introduce myself, a phone was shoved right in my face.
And on it, a familiar pink screen.
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……Oh for fuck's sake, now?