After the Photoshoot
While helping with the cleanup after the shoot wrapped up, I couldn't wipe the grin off my face—and obviously, that was thanks to the Random Item Draw Ticket tucked away in one corner of my inventory, and the shiny "58" next to my points total.
Nothing lifts your spirits quite like a wallet stuffed to the brim, right? With this many points and a random draw ticket, I was one step closer to my goal of becoming a true monster cock, or I could seriously boost my stamina that's been feeling a bit lacking lately. No wonder my smile wouldn't quit.
Right then, Yunah noona emerged from the changing room, dressed and noticing my creepy grin. She snuck up behind me and slung her arm around my neck.
"What's got you grinning like a total idiot? You thinking something pervy again, Hyungsik?"
"Urk!... No way, what pervy thoughts? I'm just pumped that the shoot's over."
Her arm around my neck was stronger than expected, sending a twinge of pain through me, but those plump tits of hers squished against my cheek with that soft, jiggly feel, so I just took the assault. And as memories flooded back of groping her bare breasts during the shoot—firm yet so squishy—blood rushed straight to my groin again.
My dick was swelling up, on the verge of pitching a tent in my pants, when Joo-hyuk approached at the perfect moment.
"You two were amazing today. Seriously, the best shoot of my career."
"We had a blast too, thanks to you. Got to try a concept that's impossible in Korea."
"I'm still a newbie in this field, so it's an honor working with a pro like you."
Joo-hyuk still had that euphoric post-shoot glow as he thanked us. We returned the favor by hyping him up, and he beamed, saying, "Then let's definitely work together again." He was planting seeds for future gigs.
Personally, I was all for it—getting paid top dollar to fool around with Yunah noona? Hell yeah. And since she'd worked with him for years, it seemed like a done deal unless something came up.
In the warm, friendly vibe, we chatted lightly, waiting for the right moment to part ways. Then Yunah noona hit Joo-hyuk with a sharp question.
"By the way, you said these are going in your next exhibition, right? With my pussy and your dick fully exposed, won't the old fogeys complain it's obscene or whatever?"
I'd wondered the same during the shoot—how could pics this explicit fly in public? Joo-hyuk answered with total confidence.
"That's why I'm making it private this time. Just foreign friends, colleagues I know, and close acquaintances invited. No big worries."
Huh... no wonder he seemed chill. Dude had a plan.
"I'll send invites to the exhibition later. You two have to come!"
"Sure, let us know when."
After promising edited previews before the opening and to stay in touch, we said our goodbyes and left the studio.
With everything for the day done, it was time to eat, drink, and party hard. Since we were out of the neighborhood, Yunah noona and I headed to a popular booze joint nearby.
The shoot ended around 5 p.m., so it was just before 6 when we arrived—but the place was packed. Saturday night vibes. Window seats were taken, so the server sat us in a quiet corner booth.
I hate noisy crowds anyway, so this was perfect. Tucked away like this, we could drink, chat pervy without prying eyes. Thanks, server bro.
"Ugh, starving... Should we get some booze and stir-fried sundae? What're you drinking?"
*Gulp gulp*... "This? Hangover remedy. Suffered last time."
"Hey, what about mine? You didn't cheap out and only bring yours, right?"
"Of course I brought yours too. Here."
As she scanned the menu, I downed my preemptive hangover cure like last time. Spotting it, she puffed her cheeks cutely—"What about mine?"—and I handed over the spare I'd prepared for.
She grinned satisfied, popped the cap, and chugged it without a second thought.
Watching her innocently drink what I'd given her sparked an idea in my head.
What if that wasn't hangover remedy, but an aphrodisiac from the Shop window?
I imagined what might follow, and a chill ran down my spine—disgust at myself.
Sure, I'd done some seriously immoral, borderline criminal shit for system quests, but drugging a woman? Never crossed my mind before.
That meant my morals were crumbling fast... Was I heading for a sex offender ending?
Just as that fear bubbled up, Yunah noona tapped my hand and pointed to the massive TV on the wall.
The screen showed news on the trial of that serial rapist caught recently. Word was, he'd drugged his victims too...
"That worthless scum should get castrated, don't you think, Hyungsik?"
"Uh? Yeah, totally..."
She glared at the screen like it was a bug, ranting on.
"How pathetic do you have to be—no charm, no confidence—to drug women for that crap? As if a perv like that has any appeal..."
Listening quietly, "charm" stuck in my ear.
Charm... charm... Right! With my looks at 86% and a dick size that's basically huge now, I don't need drugs to seduce women!
Like Archimedes yelling "Eureka!"—that baseless confidence washed away my moral dilemma. No need for sneaky drugs; my personal appeal was enough.
Meanwhile, she'd gone from eyeing my serious face to my sudden glow-up suspiciously, poking my cheek with her finger.
"You just thought something weird again, didn't you? Total perv vibe."
"C'mon, why always assume I'm perving out of nowhere... Well, kinda pervy, yeah heh heh."
I hammed up a playful face, and she rolled her eyes but played along.
By then, our stir-fried sundae and booze arrived. We dove in ravenously, chopsticks flying, no chit-chat.
I hadn't realized during the shoot, but once outside, my stomach growled like mad. We scarfed silently for a bit.
After downing a bottle of soju and half the sundae, conversation resumed.
"Haa... finally alive. Never burned that much energy in a shoot."
"Yeah. We were shaking like crazy—starving's normal. Thought you'd dehydrate midway with all that squirting. Heh heh."
"What? You were rock-hard the whole time, leaking precum nonstop... Doesn't that hurt?"
With my belly full and a buzz going, I tested pervy talk. She fired right back, sparking a hushed sex-drip battle in the pub corner.