#11 Scenario: The Shu-Woo-Mi-Yang-Ga
With the assignment wrapped up, they finally had a moment to rest.
While the examiners, Nam Siu and Maeng Soyul, retreated to the workroom to decide on the next task, she and her sister Woo Da-hee sat side by side on the sofa.
"Haaah~ So tiring."
Woo Da-young felt sticky and uncomfortable from the semen splattered across her face.
Every breath she took was filled with the thick, musky scent of the man's cum invading her nostrils.
"Unnie, you okay?"
"Me?"
Woo Da-hee, who had just as much semen friendly-splattered on her face, smiled like the big sister she was and patted her reassuringly.
"I'm fine. This is nothing~."
"Eugh... Unnie, have you ever had it on your face before?"
"First time for me too~. But we have to rank up this time."
Both her sister and she had their reasons for needing that promotion. Which meant they had to score big here, no question.
Still, having another man's semen dried on her face felt a little gross.
"Wonder what the next assignment is."
"Right?"
Woo Da-young leaned back against the sofa, exhausted, and let out a deep sigh.
"Haaah~ I miss Woo-hyun so much~."
When she got this worn out, the one she wanted to see most was always Kim Woo-hyun, who smiled warmly whenever he looked at her.
Her boyfriend, the same age as her but so calm and mature.
Even she thought he was too good for her.
Click.
Time passed, and the workroom door opened. Nam Siu stepped out naked, and it was impossible not to glance at the heavy cock hanging in the center.
Did all male examiners have to be that size?
It was so different from Woo-hyun's—her eyes kept drifting there.
Sometimes it felt overwhelming and painful when it filled her up completely on the way in, but that fullness brought a strange pleasure too.
"Ahem. I was gonna jump straight into the next assignment."
Nam Siu flipped through some papers, scanning them. She watched him tensely, bracing for bad news.
"But we're already losing daylight, and it's dinnertime, so it's tricky."
"Yes."
"So let's use this time to shoot your profiles for this year. Everyone bring your IDs?"
"Yeah, we have them, but..."
Nam Siu nodded and recited the details.
"Good. Grab your IDs and come over."
At his words, they stood, digging into their bags for their identification.
In truth, he'd planned to move right to the next assignment, but after that last one, even he needed a breather.
Stepping into the workroom, he pondered what to do with the spare time.
Whatever it was, it had to be ad-lib that wouldn't disrupt the scenario.
"Want me to grab some tea?"
Maeng Soyul stood before him with the grading sheet, asking as he sat pondering in his chair.
He shook his head, then an idea struck.
"Do we have profile photos?"
Come to think of it, for the evaluation, they had video footage but no stills.
"Hmm."
There were profile pics, but they were all just passport photos.
Not exactly evaluation-worthy.
"How about we take some photos then?"
"Photos?"
Since it wasn't in the script at all, Maeng Soyul tilted her head. He smiled at her.
"Yeah. We need proper profile shots. I'll make it quick so it doesn't mess with the assignments."
"Ah, yes! I'll get ready. How should I prepare?"
He waved it off and pulled a camera box from under the desk himself.
"We'll use this. Shall we head out?"
He checked the battery, then headed to the living room with Maeng Soyul.
He was naked too, so the cool air nipped at him, but seeing the sisters bare on the sofa chased that chill away.
After explaining, he prepped for the shoot.
"Photos... better do them in the living room."
This spot had the best natural light.
It felt the most realistic too.
No need for fancy edits—just raw and real was key.
These could double as props later anyway.
"Got my ID."
Woo Da-young came over first with her ID.
His eyes kept drifting to those huge breasts bouncing in front.
A female friend's naked body was always a thrilling, unfamiliar sight, no matter how many times.
He nodded, pointing to the empty spot by the sofa.
"Stand there."
Staying in character, he directed her calmly.
"Hold the ID up by your chest... yeah, right at the collarbone. Perfect, hold it like that."
He held the camera vertically, framing her upper body.
Her breasts filled the shot instantly.
That shy, embarrassed look as she held the ID, staring at the lens.
"Good."
Click.
One shot down, then he asked for more poses.
"Lower your hands and make an X over them? Yeah, to show your breasts better."
Ordering his female friend like this made his groin ache.
Click.
"Turn around, hands on the wall, ass out."
She presented her ass to him just like she had at the railing earlier.
"Turn your face—need it in the shot."
Staring at that plump, fuckable ass, he swallowed hard.
Click.
After finishing her shots, he checked them.
His dried semen traces on her face made it insanely erotic.
Smiling in satisfaction, he turned to Woo Da-hee.
"Ms. Woo Da-hee."
"Yess~."
She replied brightly, heading to the wall and delicately placing her ID atop her breasts.
As an actress, her posing was on another level from Woo Da-young's.
Same stance, totally different vibe.
Click.
Click.
Several poses later, he had the sisters pose together.
"Now, participant photo for this year. Hold your IDs."
The two of them naked, covered in his semen—it was pure filth.
No explanations needed; these could serve other purposes later.
He fought a rising smirk, capturing their nude shots.
"Alright, dinner then back to assignments."
Woo Da-hee.
During the break, she called her husband, Choi Hyeok.
Ring, ring.
"Hello?"
"Mmm~, honey~. It's me~."
"How's the assignment going?"
His voice soothed her, wrapping her in warmth.
A man clumsy with words but genuine in his actions—a real keeper.
Still naked against the chilly weather, she draped only his suit jacket over her shoulders and kept talking.
"Getting an 'Excellent' rank is tougher than I thought... But if I push hard, maybe~......"
"Don't push too hard. Even if your rank drops, I'll always love just you, Da-hee."
Others might see her sharp-featured husband as intimidating, but not her.
To her, he was just her cute hubby.
"Break's almost over, gotta go. You have to come to the evaluation tomorrow~."
"Got it. Whatever comes up at the evaluation tomorrow, you'll do great."
His encouragement gave her a boost.
"This assignment is about your husband's hobby. A good wife supports her man's interests, right?"
He eyed the two standing naked.
"Ms. Da-young, what's your boyfriend's hobby?"
"Uh... um... Lately, he's been studying videos on his own. Not sure if that counts as a hobby, though......"
Kim Woo-hyun was the kind of guy who threw himself into living life fully—even he admired that.
Fucking his innocent friend's girl? He found arousal laced with guilt. No matter how he looked back, he was trash, and he'd humbly accepted it.
"And Ms. Da-hee, your husband's?"
"Mostly working out. He dreamed of being a soccer player as a kid."
"I see."
A married woman with a devoted husband, and here he was chasing consequence-free pleasure.
Everything about it was a turn-on.
He nodded, diving into the assignment details.
"Last one today. The hobby? Filming videos."
He planned first-person footage.
Videos starring him as the boyfriend or husband.
"He loves recording dates or trips. And filming loving sex with his wife or girlfriend too."
They looked more focused on how to tackle it than questioning if such people existed.
"Keep it natural—no awkwardness between lovers. Get lightly prepped and head outside."
"Outside?"
Woo Da-young blinked, expecting indoors.
It was getting dark and cold, but he had something outdoor-specific in mind.
"Yes, outdoor shoot, naturally. You can refuse any assignment."
Of course, refusing would ding their scores, so they wouldn't say it outright.
"It's cold out though......"
Not objecting to outdoor sex—just the November chill.
They quickly washed up and dressed from their bags.
No suits for a date, so casual wear.
Woo Da-young went simple: cable-knit sweater and jeans.
Plain clothes, but those handful-too-big breasts made her curves pop.
Coat on, done.
Woo Da-hee: white skinny jeans, pink long-sleeve tee layered with white underneath.
Cute on a younger woman, but on her, it screamed mature wife vibes.
Coats over everything, they headed out.
November, apartment tree-lined path shedding leaves.
A short walk led to a tiny park.
On warmer days, it'd be full of strollers.
Mostly residents, but not many now.
"It's just the exam—no need to worry about eyes."
That was the world here. Park walkers glanced but saw it as the test.
No way he'd fuck in public for real.
"Let's go deeper in."
Beyond the park, a little stream with a nice walking path.
Orange streetlamps lined it.
He stood with the camera, watching them.
"Starting now. Last assignment—focus up."
This was the most secluded stretch.
Some walkers for exercise glanced over, but no suspicions.
"Hello, examiner."
A passerby bowed slightly. Scenario extra, unknown to him.
"Hello."
He bowed back, then to Woo Da-young and Woo Da-hee:
"Lift your tops. Show nipples over your breasts."
Under the orange lights by the stream, they shyly hiked up their clothes, draping them over their breasts.
White tits with pink nipples.
He grinned, snapping photos.
Click.