One Boiled Egg
Eun Nanhee reached climax as yogurt was spread deep inside her rectum.
Her lower body trembled violently for a moment as she let out a lewd moan, and her mind exploded into pure white.
More than the orgasm itself, she felt deeper shame at having reached one through this kind of experience.
Out of embarrassment, Eun Nanhee instinctively clenched her buttocks, but the harder she squeezed, the more intensely she felt Han Munho’s fingers holding her anus open.
What do I do… At this rate, he must have definitely noticed…
Her rear hole, spread wide and quivering.
And even lower, between her trembling folds, a thick strand of arousal dripping down with a wet plop.
Imagining how she must look to anyone watching—clearly aroused by the situation—made Eun Nanhee’s head burn with heat.
“S-sorry…”
“It’s perfectly fine. It’s a natural physiological response, so please don’t worry about it.”
Of course, no matter how shameful or humiliating the sensations she felt, Han Munho simply comforted her with his usual calm, professional tone.
“When the anus and rectum are in a tense state and receive pressure and stimulation, this occurs quite frequently. It’s a symptom female clients experience especially often.”
“Y-yes…”
“There’s no need to feel embarrassed. A sensitive reaction is actually proof that your body is healthy. In a sense, it could even be interpreted as the anal massage already beginning to take effect.”
“…Is… that so…”
It was mortifying.
So humiliating she wanted to die, so unbearable she wanted to run away.
Yet with every word Han Munho spoke, Eun Nanhee felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
-Squelch, plop… Sliiide…
“Haa, hu, uuuht…”
Eun Nanhee silently accepted the rest of the yogurt being spread inside her.
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“This is the final application.”
-Squelch, schlick…
“Haa, hu, eup…”
The sensation of the last spoonful sweeping through her insides one final time.
Feeling a slight tension in her belly, Eun Nanhee finally allowed herself to relax.
Now… it’s finally over…
Inserted, spread, coated. She had even climaxed during the process.
In a way, the experience had been even more shameful than the enema, but now it was over.
Just as Eun Nanhee was beginning to feel relief at having somehow endured it all…
“It would be a shame to waste the remaining chocolate rings, so I’ll use them for the anal massage as well.”
“……Yes?”
She had no choice but to turn her head in confusion at Han Munho’s immediate follow-up.
“W-what did you just say…”
“The yogurt you brought, Miss Eun Nanhee. Since it included chocolate ring toppings, I’ll utilize them together in the anal massage.”
“Wha-what?! W-what on earth do you mean…”
“Just stay still for a moment.”
Her rectum, now slick and sloppy with yogurt.
Her body, sensitized after dozens of contacts with the spoon.
…And her anus, still held open by Han Munho’s fingers.
-Plop.
“Hut?!”
Along with the sensation of something small and round sliding into her rectum, Eun Nanhee began to understand what his words meant.
-Plop, plop plop.
“Uht, ha?!”
Before she could fully register the first small object, she felt more of them continuously slipping inside her anus.
-Thud, roll roll.
One by one, the strange sensations accumulated inside her body.
Each time the chocolate rings gradually filled her, she felt a poking sensation in her lower abdomen, and her spread anus kept tightening as if trying to resist.
“Haa, hu, huup…”
“If you tense up, it will only make you more sensitive and uncomfortable. Try to relax your mind and release the tension in your sphincter.”
“B-but… this feels way too strange…”
“It’s alright. Any reaction means your senses are properly alive.”
-Plop, plop, roll roll.
“Uht, hyaaak…!!”
The smooth, chocolate-coated pieces sliding into her anus one after another.
What had begun as individual pieces soon poured in continuously, filling her completely.
-Pourrrrr, rolllllllll…
“Haaaaa, huut…!! Hyaaaaaaaaak…!!”
Only after depositing roughly thirty chocolate rings inside her spread anus did Han Munho slowly withdraw his hand.
-Slide.
“Uht…!”
She unconsciously twitched her hips at the sensation of her rear hole, which had been gaping for so long, slowly closing again.
“We’re finished with the preparation, Nanhee.”
“Haa, hu, uht…”
Han Munho’s voice as he calmly stepped back beside the bed.
Though it was the same soothing tone as always, Eun Nanhee’s heart was in chaos.
The feeling of being spread by his fingers and the persistent foreign sensation of the chocolate rings inside her kept shattering her focus.
“Haa, ha…. Huuu…”
Face buried in the pillow, all she could do was struggle to breathe.
Amid the bizarre feeling of small chocolate rings bumping and rolling inside her, Han Munho’s voice once again tickled her ear.
“Now that lubrication is sufficient, we’ll begin the main anal massage.”
“……A, aaaa…”
The reality she was forced to confront again at his words.
She had already endured fingers poking and spreading her anus, even having yogurt and chocolate rings pushed inside her.
Only now did Eun Nanhee realize that all of it had merely been the preliminary stage for the actual anal massage, and her mind flooded with despair and confusion.
It’s only now… just the beginning…
Overwhelmed by hopelessness, Eun Nanhee buried her face deeper into the pillow.
Before she could even collect her thoughts, Han Munho returned carrying something.
The moment she saw the contents of the large silver bowl, Eun Nanhee squeezed her eyes shut.
A dark premonition had bloomed in her mind that the objects she was seeing would be used for the anal massage exactly as they were.
It can’t be… surely not…
Her mind tried to deny it, but her heart already knew the truth.
Peeled boiled eggs, filling the silver bowl to the brim.
…And the destination those eggs would reach was her rectum.
“T-teacher… that is…”
“Yes, these are the tools I’ll be using for your anal massage, Miss Nanhee.”
“T-tools…? They look like… b-boiled eggs…”
“Correct. There are thirty in total. We’ll proceed with sequential stimulation using internal pressure.”
“……”
Thirty.
The number, too enormous to believe even after hearing it, flashed through Eun Nanhee’s mind.
“A-are you going to use all of them…?”
“The rectal lining requires repeated stimulation due to its unique characteristics. The body’s response varies depending on the depth and density of pressure applied.”
“B-but thirty eggs can’t possibly fit inside a person’s body…”
“If it becomes too burdensome midway, we can stop. However, if possible, I plan to use all thirty.”
“……Hup.”
If possible, all thirty.
It would surely be impossible. It had to be impossible.
Yet at his calm declaration that he would use every single one if feasible, Eun Nanhee felt her breath catch in her throat.
“You’ve followed the preparation process excellently so far, Miss Nanhee, so I’m confident you can handle it. And as I just mentioned, if it seems to burden your body at any point, I’ll stop immediately.”
“N-no… No matter what, this is…”
“Everything until now was merely preparation. If you stop here, all the work we’ve done so far will lose its meaning.”
“……”
Everything she had endured so far…?
The enema, the fingers digging inside her, the yogurt coating her walls—everything…?
I endured all of that… this can’t be happening…
If it was all going to be meaningless, then what had she been doing for the past hour?
It would be no different from letting a stranger play with her rear hole the entire time.
But…
Even so, the idea of inserting thirty boiled eggs was even more absurd.
As Eun Nanhee agonized, unable to imagine enduring it, Han Munho spoke again in that same calm, persuasive voice.
“In that case, let’s begin with just one.”
“…Yes?”
With those composed words, Han Munho smoothly picked up one of the peeled boiled eggs from the bowl.
Before Eun Nanhee could react, the egg in his hand pressed precisely against her anus.
-Plop.
“Uht…”
At the unfamiliar sensation against her rear entrance, Eun Nanhee instinctively flinched.
The moment the egg’s smooth curve made contact, she reflexively tightened her buttocks, but the hole had already been thoroughly loosened by the enema and Han Munho’s fingers.
Meanwhile, the pressure at her rectal entrance slowly began to move deeper inside her body.
-Slither, shluuuck…
“Haa, aahht…”
The feeling of her inner walls gradually being pushed apart.
Her sphincter reflexively tightening to block the intrusion of the foreign object, only for the single boiled egg to gently breach it and slide into her rectum.
-Pop!
“U, huup…!”
Along with a faintly embarrassing sound, Eun Nanhee clearly felt the boiled egg settle inside her.
She was already breathing heavily from the bewildering pressure, but the true pressure had only just begun.
-Squelch, schlick…
“Ugh, hup, hak?!”
Han Munho’s fingers carefully followed after the egg.
As he slowly pushed it deeper, the chocolate rings already inside her were pushed further in along with it.
“Haa, ha, haaaa…”
Even though only one egg had been inserted, her backside was flooded with complex sensations.
Heavy pressure, slippery textures, the feeling of her organs being displaced, and intricate tactile feedback.
In the tense, foreign sensation that accompanied every breath, Han Munho’s voice reached her ears once more.
“How is it? It’s not as bad as you expected, is it?”