#9 Scenario Day 10 - Intern Training
Everything's relative.
Someone weak to me might be strong against someone else.
Whether it's games or romance.
The numbers were the same. Maeng Soyul had never put anything in her pussy and moved it around before, so just having it inside made her gait all awkward and unnatural.
"See? Your expressions are so varied, the footage is coming out nice and pretty."
It was my job to package that unnaturalness into something natural.
That way, dissonance wouldn't rise.
The scenario was thorough. Even if dissonance crept up a bit, there were always ways to bring it down.
"Eut... still......"
I hadn't even turned it on yet, but her steps were already stumbling.
Of course, not a single person walking outside paid her any mind.
Naturally, no one knew what was inside her pussy.
"It's fine, it's coming out great."
I held the camera like we were shooting a couple's vlog, filming her relentlessly.
"Alright, first stop is......"
The place to lower dissonance and raise immersion was a clothing store.
Nothing special—just enter the big building with the movie theater, and rows of brands lined up.
"Here, casual section. Soyul, come here."
"Y-yes......"
I deliberately quickened my pace a bit to make her shuffle after me more awkwardly.
"How about this?"
She wasn't paying attention to my words, focused elsewhere.
"You said you have younger siblings, right?"
"Th-that's......"
I picked out a few outfits that looked like they'd fit elementary school kids.
"Doesn't this seem like it'd suit them? For your siblings?"
"Yes?"
Only when I mentioned her siblings did she finally focus on me and the clothes.
I'd heard they were twins, so their builds were probably similar.
"The kids are on the skinny side?"
"Y-yes......"
"About this size?"
"Yes, ab-about that...... but why......?"
I was covering most of the production costs today. Spending a little now meant I could get it back from Woo Da-hee later—no big deal.
"I'll buy them. Gifts for your siblings."
"Ah! N-no, you don't have to......!"
"Just think of it as a senior treating his junior. Here, take them quick."
After checking out, she clutched the shopping bag preciously and looked up at me.
"Th-thank you."
"What thanks."
"You teach me studying too...... buy me gifts...... I have nothing I can do for you......"
She looked cold on the outside, but inside she was soft and warm.
Thanks to that, raising immersion was easy. Good enough.
"You're going to school next year—gotta have a few new outfits."
We kept wandering, and the kids' clothes alone came to over 100,000 won.
She fidgeted anxiously with the nonstop gifts, chasing after me.
She'd probably never been praised or received gifts before.
Next, we took the escalator up to the women's clothing section.
I scanned the array of outfits, then glanced at Maeng Soyul.
"......?"
She was looking at the siblings' clothes in the bag but noticed my gaze and turned to me.
"How tall are you?"
"163cm......"
"Hm, come here a sec."
I led her to the stairs by the bathroom and placed my hand on her waist.
"......?!"
Her eyes went wide in surprise, but she didn't push my hand away.
Thanks to the intimacy built over four days.
Smooth.
Smooth.
Even as I groped her body with my hands, she just squeezed her eyes shut and let me.
Song from the nearby store, people's chatter and footsteps filtered in quietly.
"Hm, about this much then......"
"Wh-why are you touching my body."
"I'll buy you clothes too. Let's go."
No need to touch her body to buy clothes, but it was to awaken stimulation.
Time for it.
I pulled out my phone and turned the power on just barely.
"Hng...?"
Her expression said she thought the faint vibration from below was a mistake.
"What's up?"
"N-no, nothing. But...... my clothes......"
"Just accept the gifts. Can't a senior give his junior presents?"
I scratched my head as I spoke, and she flinched, shaking her head.
"So just follow me~."
"Yes......"
I deliberately took the long way around until she adjusted to the weak vibration.
"Hm, ever tried a dress like this?"
"No......"
I'd chat midway to distract her attention sometimes.
"Soyul, you're what, twenty-three?"
"Ah, yes."
"Then......"
Something childish rather than mature would suit her better.
"Try this on and come out."
"Yes?"
I handed her a sky-blue dress.
"Give me your stuff. Hurry."
Her only new clothes were the suit, and even what she wore now showed signs of heavy use up close.
I nodded toward the fitting room, and she hesitated before approaching.
"B-but...... inside......"
"I know, keep it in. Come on~. It's a gift from your senior."
I smiled and pushed her inside forcibly.
"Um, can you check out?"
I grabbed a few more items and paid together.
This was the real goal anyway—no hesitation spending.
Click.
After a short wait, she emerged cautiously in the dress, looking at me.
Her slim build made it fit nicely, whatever the reason.
"Okay, come out like that. Ah, bring the old clothes~."
"Y-yes......"
The dress would make touching her body easier.
"Hm, and some loungewear for home too."
"Th-thank you......"
I stroked her head as she stood demurely beside me, hands clasped, bowing politely.
"Yeah yeah, just say thanks."
Dates must be totally foreign to her.
"Ah, right. Soyul."
"Yes?"
I spoke suddenly while heading to the sportswear for training clothes.
"Never been on a date, right?"
"Yes."
"What do you think we're doing now."
Too focused on the dildo inside her to think of anything else until now, she finally stared at me with wide rabbit eyes.
I pinched her cheek, a mix of fluster and shock.
"When you get a boyfriend later, eat together, shop, watch movies when you have time."
"......"
Not my place to say, having taken her first time, but it drew a proper line.
I patted Maeng Soyul's back as she wore a complicated expression.
"Those shorts you're wearing are worn out too. Wear what I pick."
Next, I grabbed leggings and a few three-quarter sports shorts.
"Bought to my taste for now—fine with that?"
"Ah, yes. Y-your taste is fine, senior."
I grinned at her reaction. Her budding fondness for me was growing.
And I'd drawn the line with "boyfriend later."
Plus, her first time was me.
Even if she met another guy, she could never erase her feelings for me.
Even after the scenario ended, it'd lurk in her subconscious, influencing her subtly.
Woo Da-young had been the same.
"Wanna catch a movie?"
"M-movie too? This time let me......"
"Nah, buy your siblings some chicken. Let's go."
The money spent today was a chunk—I'd have to scheme new ways to extract it from Woo Da-young and Woo Da-hee later.
We booked tickets and entered the theater.
Weekday afternoon, not too crowded.
Smooth.
I leaned to her ear and whispered.
"Ever been to a theater?"
"......A few times, but......"
"After twenty."
"No."
She answered certainties straightforwardly.
Ads ended soon, movie started—but irrelevant.
Bzzz.
I placed my darkened phone screen by her side and slowly ramped up the intensity.
"Ah! Ah...!"
"Shh. Gotta be quiet in the theater, Soyul."
"Th-that, that's.... yes."
Her flustered expression was obvious.
Bzz, bzzz, bzzzz.
I toyed with the intensity like a fidget spinner, up and down.
Her face grew more panicked.
Never properly pleasured, she'd never felt a real orgasm.
"Eut.... ha...."
She bit her lip hard to endure, but the movie dragged on forever.
"S-senior, bathroom......"
"No. It's just the beginning."
"No..., that's......"
Every minute felt eternal.
Stimulation waxed and waned.
Not quite tipping over, the small and big jolts slowly melted Maeng Soyul.
"Please......"
Her pitiful voice—glancing over, she looked up at me with damp eyes.
I casually scanned the theater.
This time slot, not many people.
Thankfully, no one nearby.
"Phew, alright."
At my permission, Maeng Soyul shot up.
Tap.
Sliiiide.
I cranked it to max right then.
Viiiiiiibe!
The dildo's buzz drowned in the movie audio. But her waist bucked, legs went slack—unavoidable.
"Hnguuup!"
Luckily, perfect timing—I clamped her mouth with my hand, muffling it.
Up to now, plan perfect.
"Aigoo, Soyul. Can't do anything without your senior. I'll help."
"Hngut...."
Still max intensity, she couldn't speak properly.
Pretending to support her, I gripped her pert ass over the new dress firmly.
Her cheeks spread at my touch, shifting the dildo minutely—but that alone was huge stimulation.
"Hngup..., haa...."
I led her gasping breaths out the back door to the empty, quiet theater bathroom.
"Senior.... th-that......"
"It's fine. You can't move on your own anyway—senior's helping. I'm your senior."
The lowered dissonance from gifts let me drag her into the men's room.
"Here."
In the farthest stall, I lifted her dress—panties already soaked through.
I filmed with the camera, but she didn't notice.
Her bladder screamed for release.
"Shh, if someone comes, you're caught, Soyul. Don't go yet."
"Ah....... please......"
Face like she'd cry any second, but I pretended not to know, ear cocked outside.
"Seems no one's coming. Okay, go now."
As I spoke, I pulled out the dildo.
Spurt spurt spurt.
Flushed red like she'd gained the world, eyes misty, she grabbed me desperately and unleashed a fierce stream of urine with all her might.