12. Nude Model (1)
Participate in the nude modeling gig proposed by nude model Kim Yunah.
⚠︎ Additional quests may occur during the quest.
⚠︎ Refusing Kim Yunah's proposal will automatically result in quest failure.
🎁 Reward: 20 points (⚠︎ +10 points for succeeding in any additional mid-quests), 1 random skillbook
* Failure Penalty: Deduct half the promised reward points. If insufficient points, random physical spec debuff equal to that amount.
The moment I heard Kim Yunah suggest the nude modeling gig, my worst fears came true. A quest at this timing of all times...
With Yunah noona gazing at me with those pleading eyes and the quest pressing down on me simultaneously, I quickly weighed the outcomes of accepting or refusing the nude modeling job.
First, if I refused, I could avoid the humiliation and lingering trauma to my dignity. But in exchange, my budding relationship with Yunah noona might turn awkward, and I'd lose 10 points from the quest failure. Factoring in opportunity cost, that meant forfeiting a whopping 170 points total—the 20-point reward plus a random skillbook from the shop that costs 150 points.
On the flip side, accepting and completing it would mean stripping naked in front of a crowd, enduring shame and resurfacing trauma. But the rewards would be incomparable: massive gains that dwarfed any pain.
Once my thoughts reached that point, my mind tipped toward the quest rewards over the humiliation of posing nude. 170 points... more than triple what I'd scraped together so far. Curiosity about an unknown skill pulled me further, tipping the scales even more.
And when I imagined Yunah noona—the same one whose tits I'd groped that morning—stripping down to model alongside me, my resolve shattered completely. I couldn't pass up 170 points and a front-row view of her killer naked body... Screw the shame or trauma—just grit my teeth for three hours.
With my decision made, I opened my mouth. Across on her rooftop, Yunah noona perked up her ears, her face tense.
"I can do nude modeling, but when is it? I work nights at the convenience store on weekdays, so mornings or late afternoons are out."
"This Saturday afternoon—no worries! But you're really in, right?"
"Yeah. So tell me more details. If it sounds sketchy, I'm out."
"It's not weird at all..."
She rushed into the explanation, afraid I'd back out. According to her, we'd be models for a class of housewives in their 40s and 50s. We'd hold poses for an hour each, totaling three hours, and get 500,000 won per person. There'd be a break room midway, and masks were allowed for shy models. That eased my nerves a ton.
"So? Changed your mind? It's a sweet gig—great pay and perks."
"Noona, since I haven't changed my mind, you can stop convincing me."
"Phew, okay... Lucky me. I thought that 500,000 won was gone for good, but you saved it. Thanks!"
"If you're that grateful, treat me to a meal later. But noona, was that drinking binge at our convenience store this morning related to this nude modeling thing?"
"Yeah... Our original guy model bailed last minute, and no one else wanted to strip. I was so frustrated, I needed a drink."
"Hearing this, I'm basically your savior, huh? You gotta buy me something tasty then. Heh."
Our chat had grown way friendlier than when she'd first climbed to the rooftop. I'd learned the backstory to her morning grumpiness, and now I was even teasing her.
"Fine, fine—once we finish and get paid, I'll treat you."
She sighed in relief at securing her high-paying gig, we swapped phone numbers, and with a "talk later," we wrapped up our long rooftop talk.
As she walked off with her laundry basket, lighter on her feet, her plump, jiggly ass caught my eye. Imagining her stripped bare already had blood rushing south. Looked like I'd need to jerk off to that morning tit-grope video.
Four days flew by since I accepted Yunah noona's sudden nude modeling offer, and Saturday arrived in a flash.
In the meantime, I'd blown all my remaining points on three bottles of Penis Length Enhancer and one Penis Thickness Enhancer to boost my size. Still, exposing myself to strangers meant maxing out as much as possible—I'd drained every spare point.
Still about 3cm shy of the Korean male average—a puny dick by any measure—but a shocking growth from before. I gave my cock a quick glance before heading downstairs to the landlord's place for lunch.
Thanks to the couple's kind offer to join them for lunch (not just dinner anymore) since last Thursday, meals were no longer a worry.
I had to meet Yunah noona right after eating for the gig, so I changed into going-out clothes and knocked. Choi Hyunjeong, in a dress hugging her curves with an apron on top, opened the door with a smile.
"Hey, Hyunjeong aunty."
"Hyungsik! Come on in. Food's almost ready—chat with my husband on the sofa."
"Sure!"
Not even two weeks since moving in, and she treated me like family. I passed her and greeted the landlord on the sofa, glued to soccer highlights.
"Hey, uncle. Watching soccer?"
"Yeah, Hyungsik..."
He barely glanced up, then suddenly whipped his head around.
"Hey, kid, it's my soccer club day today. Wanna hit some balls after lunch? You said you were pretty good last time."
"Ah... timing sucks. I've got work after lunch. Sorry, but call me next time—I'll go for sure."
"Alright, next time then."
He looked a bit bummed. As we chatted soccer, Hyunjeong aunty called from the table, setting down soup.
"Come eat, you two~"
We sat and dug in. Amid small talk, my eyes kept flicking to her bulging apron tits as I shoveled food. Before I knew it, my bowl was empty.
I thanked them for lunch, slipped out on time, and spotted Yunah noona emerging from the opposite villa.
"Right on time? Ready?"
"Kinda nervous, but don't worry. No backing out. Hehe."
"If you ditch now, you're dead."
"You don't seem nervous, noona."
"Nah... Been modeling for almost two years."
We exchanged light greetings and strolled side-by-side to the art academy ten minutes away on foot. With dinner on her after, we were both dressed up—especially her sexy white see-through tee showing her black bra underneath.
As we walked, I stole glances at her firm tits through the sheer fabric. Knowing I'd see her naked soon had my heart pounding—and my half-hard cock straining in my pants.
Just as it got uncomfortable, we arrived at the building for today's gig.