#11 Scenario - The Suu Mi Yang Ga Grading
The two of them, dressed sharply in suits, were waiting in front of the car. Even though we'd just arrived, they immediately recognized me and Maeng Soyul.
"Nice to meet you. You're Woo Da-hee and Woo Da-young, the examinees for this year's Quality Assessment Grading Exam, correct?"
Unlike my usual personality, I spoke in a calm, composed tone.
The sisters spotted me and bowed their heads in tense greeting.
Seeing Kim Woo-hyun and Woo Da-young—people I'd known up to now—greet me as if they were seeing a stranger for the first time really drove home just how powerful the scenario's effects were.
"Please, get in. I'll explain everything once we're there."
My stiff tone only heightened their tension.
In this world's lore, the Quality Assessment Grading Exam was the most important test of one's life, so I was laying it on thick to keep the immersion going.
Sure enough, a quick glance back showed them trailing silently behind me like obedient ducklings.
Ding.
I stepped out of the elevator and opened the door to the apartment.
"Come on in."
I let them enter first, then followed last.
"You've probably heard about the exam venue already, but this year, it's being held in a private home."
I slipped off my shoes and stood before them. The sisters had slept here before, but now they gazed around as if seeing it for the first time, full of curiosity.
"It really looks like a real person's home."
"Yes, it's an important exam, after all."
I brushed it off and positioned myself in front of them. They stood there like a couple touring a model home, craning their necks to inspect the place.
"Ahem."
I cleared my throat to draw their attention.
"You've likely received advance notice of the exam theme, but this year's topic is the wise and virtuous wife."
All eyes turned to me. These weren't the gazes of friends or little sisters anymore—they looked at me like I was a total stranger, an examiner. I barely suppressed the grin threatening to break through.
"It's held every year, so I'm sure you know the drill. You'll spend the day in a group retreat studying for the exam, then hold the quality assessment in front of your references."
They already knew all this from the scenario, but I pressed on with the formal explanation. I'd put in quite a bit of effort memorizing the lines.
"Soyul, the documents."
"Yes."
Maeng Soyul, waiting in the back, handed me the folder. I pulled out the profile sheets and offered them to the sisters.
"Fill these out completely, then sign and date at the bottom. You can sit on the sofa to do it."
I had them take a seat and instructed Maeng Soyul to bring tea. It was the yuja tea I usually drank at home, but whatever.
"All done."
Woo Da-hee finished first and handed hers over. It listed her name, age, height, weight—all the personal basics.
I nodded, scanning it thoroughly before speaking.
"Alright, time for verification. And you, sir—are you the husband?"
"Yes, I'm the husband."
"Good. Then please follow me for verification."
I led Woo Da-hee and Choi Hyeok into the master bedroom. Maybe because this was the actual testing room, their eyes darted to every corner.
"Soyul, once the documents are done, take them and wait outside."
"Ah, yes."
I sent Maeng Soyul out and shut the door.
Click.
Confirming it was fully closed, I turned to the two standing there.
"Da-hee, profile verification time."
At the word "verification," Woo Da-hee shrugged off her suit jacket and began unbuttoning her blouse from the top.
"Husband, for fairness, please watch closely."
"Yes, understood."
Choi Hyeok stood with his hands politely clasped.
Verification wasn't anything special.
It was just a hands-on check to confirm the profile details were accurate.
"Bra, please lift it."
In front of her husband and this strange man, she raised her bra upward.
Her breasts were perfect for squeezing, no matter how many times I saw them.
"Hngh."
As I grabbed them, she turned her head aside with a moan. This was as routine as lifting your shirt for a stethoscope—common sense here—so I kneaded her breasts with professional seriousness.
"Huuung…."
Listening to Woo Da-hee's moans, I teased her nipples lightly with my fingers until they hardened.
"Breasts check out fine."
"Thank you."
"Yes. Now lift your skirt and remove the stockings."
She turned, hiking up her tight pencil skirt over her hips. The firm curve of her ass came into sharp view.
A glance sideways—Choi Hyeok couldn't tear his eyes from my verifying hands.
After she lowered her panties, I pointed to the dresser in front.
"Grab the dresser and present your hips."
"Yesss."
Watching her thrust her ass out casually in front of her husband already had my cock stirring below.
"Verification commencing."
I caressed her ass, then gave it a light smack upward.
Smack!
"Haang!"
Her echoing moan rang out.
"Nice sound."
Next, I slid my fingers between her cheeks, rubbing her anus before trailing down to her pussy. A sticky trace of arousal coated my fingertips—already a little wet.
I tormented her still-closed folds, then slipped a finger in just a bit.
Squelch.
"Huuung…."
I withdrew my slick finger and brought it to Woo Da-hee's lips. Skirt hiked up, stockings and panties around her thighs, she sucked it clean in front of her husband.
"Good. Menstrual period confirmed not active. Verification complete. Witness, Choi Hyeok?"
"Yes, I confirm."
Even as his wife's pussy got fingered by my hand, he kept a straight face. My stirring cock had fully hardened now.
"Alright, get dressed and head out."
"Ah, yes."
Pretending to jot notes on the sheet, Choi Hyeok asked with a serious look.
"Is the verification done?"
"Yes. Breasts are a true 70E, S-grade. Ass size and firmness are top-tier, worthy of 'excellent.' Moans were good, pussy condition excellent."
Strange praises, all of them, but their faces brightened noticeably.
"We look forward to working with you on this exam."
Choi Hyeok offered a firm two-handed handshake.
"Just ace the exam, and you'll be fine."
"Still, please take good care of us…."
"Yes."
My tone stayed rigid. Woo Da-hee, now fully dressed, let out a relieved sigh at my assessment.
"Alright, out we go. Next, Woo Da-young."
I ushered the pair outside and eyed Woo Da-young and Kim Woo-hyun, who had just finished their forms.
"Documents complete?"
"Yes!"
Treating it like a real exam, her voice pitched higher.
"For verification, Kim Woo-hyun, come with me."
"Yes!"
The two rose from the sofa and entered.
"Soyul, you too."
Maeng Soyul followed, visibly tense. As a 'special' grade, this was her first real gig, and her eagerness to learn was sky-high.
Click.
I shut the door and carefully reviewed the documents Maeng Soyul handed me. I already knew their profiles inside out from past scenarios.
But I kept up the grave expression as I scrutinized the papers.
"……."
"……."
Silence thickened the tension in the room.
"Hm…."
They flinched at my voice. Having lived as 'fair' grade for seven years, their anxiety was plain as day.
"Soyul."
"Yes?"
"Want to try a verification?"
"M-Me?"
I nodded firmly and passed her the documents.
"Yes. Do it yourself. You learned the sequence, right? Five steps."
"Yes! I did! Breasts, ass, pussy condition, sounds, and texture!"
Hearing such vulgar terms from Maeng Soyul's mouth was refreshingly novel in its own way.
"Good. Verification starting."
At the cue, Woo Da-young took a deep breath, shed her jacket, and undid the buttons of her straining shirt one by one.
"O-Okay, here goes."
Maeng Soyul clenched and unclenched her fists like a vow, then began kneading those massive tits you could just bury yourself in.
"……."
Woo Da-young's face flushed under the woman's touch. The scenario reflected some of her real personality, leaving a residue of embarrassment at this act.
"Hngh…."
Maeng Soyul's slender fingers teased the nipples, and the pale pink buds slowly stiffened.
"Lift your skirt and lower the stockings."
"……Yes."
"Ah…, turn around and present your ass, please."
As instructed, Woo Da-young pulled her stockings to her thighs and thrust out. It was a meaty ass, every time.
Maeng Soyul caressed it slowly, then—as I'd done—slid her fingers between the cheeks to check.
Watching, arms crossed, I thought girl-on-girl verification had its own appeal. Shame she didn't smack it; no moans to savor.
"Hngh…."
Her fingers trailed down the cleft to rub the closed pussy. With the moan came slick arousal on her digits. Cautiously, Maeng Soyul brought them to Woo Da-young's lips.
Slurp….
This was routine too, so despite the embarrassment, she didn't resist.
Funny part—Maeng Soyul's own face turned red as she was sucked.
"G-Good, that's done."
Verification over, I sent them out.
"Wait outside just a moment."
Maybe intimidated by me, they didn't even ask for results before leaving.
I shut the door again and turned to Maeng Soyul.
"You did well."
"Th-Thank you…."
"But…."
I scratched my temple.
"We're not here to fail examinees. We're here to pass them."
"……Yes."
She had no clue where I was going with this.
"How were the scores?"
"Passing. Big breasts and ass, soft and nice texture…."
"Yes. And the moans?"
"Ah…."
Tension had stifled them almost completely, so I said coolly,
"To be frank, the moans were rock bottom. You know that, right?"
"Yes……."
"That's what we 'special' grades do—draw them out. The goal is to craft top-grade performance by assessment day."
"I'm sorry……."
I patted the dejected Maeng Soyul's shoulder.
"Not scolding you. You'll learn step by step. Let's go out."
Wrapping up, we stepped out to the sofa where the four awaited, eyes snapping to me.
I stood before them.
"Group retreat starts today. References, see you tomorrow at 2 p.m. for the assessment."
Assessment was just them watching me with their wife or girlfriend, but they had no inkling.
"Yes, please take good care of us."
Choi Hyeok's hearty plea matched his build. Their 'excellent' preset grades gave them some ease.
"Us too, please."
This time Kim Woo-hyun chimed in.
"Yes, no worries."
I nodded, accepting their handshakes.
"See you tomorrow."
The men slipped on shoes from the rack with farewells, while the sisters waved to their partners. A sidelong glance showed the examinees' eyes shaky with nerves.
Beep.
Finally alone after they left, I sat the sisters on the sofa.
"Hm, good. Take 10 minutes to rest, then I'll brief the theme and what you'll need to learn for the assessment during the retreat."
"Yes."
"Yesss…."
Same tension, but Woo Da-hee held a thread of calm while Woo Da-young fidgeted anxiously. Sisters, but personalities worlds apart.
"Rest easy for 10 minutes, then. Soyul, follow me."
"Yep."