Chapter 11
Under the magnifying glass, the female researcher slowly moved it upward. Knee, thigh, groin. The lens stopped right in front of my dick. It was too close. Close enough to see the texture of my skin magnified through the glass. The researcher's face was less than ten centimeters from my dick. And then she opened her mouth.
"Circumcised... " She paused for a moment, and the corner of her mouth curved up. "Hehe... it's pretty big."
My heart nearly stopped. Shame hit me first. A woman was inspecting and evaluating my dick with a magnifying glass. And in front of three other women, no less. Was there any more humiliating situation in the world?
But—the emotion that followed was unexpected. Pride. She'd said it was pretty big. A researcher who professionally examined bodies, who'd scrutinized it with a magnifying glass, had deemed it pretty big. Shame and pride—two emotions that seemed utterly incompatible—surged through me at the same time. This bizarre feeling.
Was that why? My dick twitched. It bobbed up and down once, big and bold. Like it was bowing and saying, "Thank you."
The researcher's eyes widened. "Oh my."
She looked shocked, still holding the magnifying glass. That was a pretty honest reaction to my dick moving right in front of her face.
Then—a tiny sound from up front. A whisper so soft it was almost inaudible.
"It's big..."
It was Ha-young's voice. I reflexively looked at her. Her gaze was fixed on my dick. She'd murmured it while staring at the dick that had just bobbed.
Ha-young seemed startled by her own words and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. The problem was—that hand had been covering her chest.
The moment her hand shot up to her mouth, her covered breasts were exposed. Her pink nipples gleamed clearly under the fluorescent lights. Ha-young's innocent-looking, clear pink nipples. I'd seen them before, but seeing them again still made my heart race.
She realized her chest was bare about a second later. She quickly lowered her hand to cover up, but it was too late. Her face flushed bright red in an instant. With her mouth-covering hand down, her chest now covered, her mouth hung open in panic.
I barely managed to keep my lips from twitching into a smile. I couldn't laugh. Laughing now would mean a kick to the balls, not the shin.
After that, the researchers meticulously examined my body. The female one checked the front, the male the back. With the magnifying glass over arms, armpits, ribs—every nook and cranny. Less humiliating than the groin check, but being naked under a magnifier was embarrassing enough on its own.
A moment later, the exam ended.
"Next person, please come here."
Silence. No one moved. Of course not. This wasn't just showing your naked body. It was spreading yourself wide open and having every inch scrutinized under a magnifying glass. Humiliating enough for a woman—especially with a male researcher present. And he'd have to magnify their groin, too.
As expected, Na Ye-jin stepped forward. But it was different from before. The sharpness was gone. Her voice lacked its usual force.
"...Isn't there another woman? Getting examined by a guy feels... off."
The male researcher scratched his head. "Yeah, I get that. This is the last one, and the others have already moved to the next schedule, so it's just me left. Should I go call someone else?"
At that, the three girls' faces lit up. Visibly brightened. Their near-despair expressions flipped to hope in an instant.
Ha-young jumped in. "You can do that? Please!"
Her voice was bright, too. If the male researcher left, they'd only deal with the female one. Cutting out one male gaze would make the humiliation way more bearable.
The male researcher looked troubled as he turned to the female one. "Na Deputy, I'll go call someone else."
Then—the woman called Na Deputy replied coldly. "It's too late now. I have the next schedule, too."
She sighed once, then continued. "Sigh... Can't you just deal with it? If you really hate getting examined by Deputy Lee... hey, you, student—the exam's done, so can you help out?"
She pointed at me. The three girls' faces twisted in horror. Ha-young's mouth dropped open, Yoon Seo-yeon's face went pale, and Na Ye-jin's eyes widened.
Showing their whole bodies to a stranger sucked. But showing to a guy they kinda knew was worse. A stranger was gone after today. But me—I went to the same university. We'd keep running into each other. The memory of me seeing everything would resurface every time on campus.
A magnifier exam by a random researcher versus one by me. Which was more humiliating was obvious.
Maybe that's why Ha-young blurted it out without thinking. "N-No! I'll just do the exam."
A reflexive response born of panic. Yoon Seo-yeon and Na Ye-jin nodded too.
That's when I realized. It was a trap. If I could help with exams, the girls could help each other. With three of them, one gets examined, two assist—no need for the male researcher.
But in their panic, they hadn't thought that far. The idea of me helping terrified them, so they reflexively chose the male researcher.
Had the researchers calculated even this reaction?
Ha-young, who'd declared she'd do it, moved to the exam spot first. I quietly headed toward the tent wall.
"Where are you going?"
The female researcher's voice hit my back. I froze.
"Everyone has to watch for this exam to mean anything. Go stand there and watch."
...What?
Na Ye-jin reacted instantly. "What the hell? Why does he have to watch? What's that got to do with the exam?"
The researcher sighed. "You got a problem with the exam?"
Short and cold. Then she added, "There's a reason for everything. And it's funny—you girls stared holes through the male student's naked body, but complain about him seeing yours?"
Silence fell. No rebuttal possible. Because—it was true.
Pretending otherwise, the three had been plenty interested in my body. On the scale in attention stance, squatting at the urinal, during my magnifier exam. They'd avert their eyes but keep sneaking peeks downward. Ha-young had even whispered, "It's big."
I had decent gym-toned muscles, and per the female researcher, a big dick. So yeah, they'd been ogling me hard.
Getting called out like that, even Na Ye-jin couldn't argue. She bit her lip and looked away.
My guilt eased a bit. Well, you saw mine too.
I moved to stand by where the girls waited. Ha-young's voice came.
"Hey... pervert."
Small but clear. I bristled. It wasn't like I wanted to look—okay, I did, but this was the researcher's order, not my choice.
I wanted to say that, but the show ahead kept my face straight.
The researcher called again. "Enough talking. Get over here."
Ha-young dragged her reluctant feet to the exam spot. No turning back now. Once there, naked or not, she had to show it. Refusing meant losing the 5 million won. After enduring eleven exams, she couldn't quit before the last one.
Ha-young stood on the footprints. Eyes squeezed shut, legs shoulder-width apart, arms out to the sides.
I saw Ha-young's naked body again. Completely spread open.
Her breasts were still impressive. Perfect volume, clear pink nipples. Arms outstretched pulled them slightly upward, making the curve underneath even sharper.
But most of all—her down there was visible. Legs apart meant what was vague in attention stance was now crystal clear. A faint slit through sparse pubic hair. And between the slit, a hint of pink flesh peeking through.
My breath caught.
Then the researcher said, "Open your eyes."
Ha-young flinched. Right—she couldn't ignore reality. I'd been told to open mine too. No idea why, but eyes open for this exam.
Ha-young slowly opened hers. And met mine.
Tears welled in her eyes. Shame, anger, resentment, resignation. All mixed in her gaze.
But Ha-young's gaze quickly dropped. To my dick.
That's when I realized—I'd forgotten to cover up, staring at her. My dick, rock-hard and pressed against my stomach. Precum dribbling from the tip.
How did I look to her, erect like this from her naked body? Ha-young's lips trembled.
And so the exam began. Female researcher on Ha-young's front, male on the back. The magnifier slid slowly from her neck downward. Collarbone, shoulders, upper chest. Ha-young's breath hitched as it passed right by her nipple.
Stomach, sides, waist. Behind, the male researcher checked her back, waist, ass the same way.
And then—the male finished the upper body and knelt for the lower.
Ha-young's breath stopped. Eyes open, glaring at me, body fully spread. Feeling every second as a stranger inspected her most private spot.
I got aroused watching her like that. Disgusted with myself, but the arousal wouldn't stop.
The male peered into Ha-young's groin with the magnifier. Yoon Seo-yeon beside her swallowed hard. Na Ye-jin ground her teeth. Knowing it was their turn next.
The male tried to stay expressionless but couldn't hide his smile entirely. Corner of his mouth twitched up. No matter how professional, magnifying a 20-year-old woman's groin stirs something.
But he couldn't stay there forever, so after thighs and calves, it ended.
"Done. Step down."
Ha-young's face was flushed, tears streaming silently. No sobs, no big expressions—just endless tears. Her quiet crying was more pitiful.
I felt so bad for her. Turned on by her naked body, yet sorry for her humiliation—both existing in me at once. I felt like trash.
The exam over, Ha-young rushed back, hands covering her body. My pity lasted 0.5 seconds.
Her foot flew up. Same spot Na Ye-jin had kicked earlier. Hard.
"Aaaagh—!"
My scream burst out. I collapsed, rolling on the floor. Naked, dick hard, rolling around. Pathetic and gross, even to me. My stomach-stuck dick flopped side to side, precum smearing my belly. Clutching my shin, curled fetal, moaning naked guy. Was this human?
The shin throbbed sharply. Hit right on the bruise from Na Ye-jin. Felt like a broken bone.
As I rolled—lifting my head, I saw Na Ye-jin stepping forward.
She didn't look at me. At the male researcher. Murderous glare. Eyes narrowed to slits, jaw muscles bulging. Fists clenched tight, killing intent radiating.
The male looked cowed. His barely-hidden smile frozen under her aura.
But Na Ye-jin knew it was pointless. I clutched my shin and barely stood. Better than rolling, if only a little.
Then I stared at Na Ye-jin's back. Smooth back. Taut waist. Firm ass.
Anyway—couldn't help anticipating Na Ye-jin's shaved naked body. Legs apart, arms out—her hairless groin fully exposed. Even in attention stance, her outer labia slit was clear. Spread legs? Shin pain vanished just imagining it.
Na Ye-jin slowly headed to the footprints.