Protein Shake
Han Munho’s words—that full nudity was required for the anal massage—essentially amounted to telling her to strip completely.
Kang Seonmi still harbored doubts, yet she slowly began removing the top of the massage outfit she was wearing.
‘…Something about this feels a little suspicious.’
Still, it didn’t seem like he was harboring any particularly lewd intentions.
With that thought, she first removed the sports bra wrapped around her upper body, all while gauging Han Munho’s gaze. If he showed even the slightest hint of improper interest or a male reaction, she wanted to be ready to respond immediately.
-Swish.
“……”
His expression remained calm, as if he didn’t care whether she undressed or not. If anything, it resembled the detached gaze of the veteran cameramen who accompanied her on shoots—purely professional, focused solely on their work regardless of her clothing or level of exposure. Kang Seonmi had occasionally felt uncomfortable with directors who couldn’t hide their emotions, so Han Munho’s composed demeanor actually put her at ease.
‘Well, he’s just a professional, I suppose.’
Maintaining a calm expression, she finished removing her top and then carefully slid off her bottoms. All that remained was her panties. Even so, this part felt a little too sensitive, so she glanced at him cautiously. Han Munho’s face stayed perfectly neutral, simply waiting for her to finish undressing.
‘…Fine. I already decided to take it off anyway.’
After all, it seemed impossible to receive an anal massage while clothed. She didn’t want to be tricked or toyed with, but she also didn’t want to look like some awkward country bumpkin. If she had to do it, she might as well act like it was nothing.
-Swish.
“……”
Kang Seonmi removed her underwear with a composed expression, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and placed it in the basket. Even as she exposed her most intimate areas right in front of Han Munho, she forced her face to remain impassive.
‘Don’t react too sensitively over nothing.’
Without realizing that she had, at some point, stopped finding the very concept of an anal massage strange, she quietly lay face-down on the massage bed. From behind her, Han Munho’s voice came once more.
“Before we begin the actual anal massage, there is one more procedure required.”
“…One more procedure?”
“Yes. It’s a simple one, so there’s no need to be nervous.”
“……”
What kind of procedure could it be that he was telling her not to be nervous? While Kang Seonmi pondered this, she heard his calm yet oddly unsettling suggestion.
“An enema.”
“…Excuse me?”
Kang Seonmi lifted her body slightly at his words.
“…You don’t mean the kind of enema I’m thinking of, do you?”
“If you’re thinking of the act of injecting liquid into the anus to empty the bowels, then yes, that is correct.”
“……”
Even while saying something absurd, Han Munho continued his explanation in a perfectly composed manner. His calm tone gradually eased the agitation that had risen in Kang Seonmi.
“The inside of the anus is a sensitive area, and since stimulation is applied directly, internal cleanliness is essential. If any residue remains, there’s a risk of infection, and it could also cause discomfort for you, Seonmi-ssi.”
“…So you’re saying you perform enemas at this massage shop?”
“Unlike other massage shops, we also offer a management clinic program through anal massage. Naturally, we have dedicated hygiene equipment prepared.”
With those words, Han Munho naturally took out a sterile-packaged enema kit from the drawer and showed it to her. Kang Seonmi’s eyes narrowed slightly as she noticed not only the item he had taken out but also the fact that the drawer contained quite a few similar tools.
‘…Is this really his specialty?’
It was far more professional than she had imagined—too much so to dismiss as him simply trying something shady because of her looks. There was no lewd or erotic atmosphere at all; instead, it felt as cold and clinical as a hospital or office.
“…Does everyone do this?”
“Every client who receives anal massage at our shop naturally accepts this step. It may feel awkward at first, but after experiencing it once, their body feels lighter, and they grow accustomed to it afterward.”
“……”
Kang Seonmi remained silent for a while. Her eyes moved slowly, repeatedly scanning his hands, the equipment, and the door.
‘He doesn’t seem like a strange person. At least so far, nothing has felt particularly bad.’
“If you’re still worried, we can skip the anal massage. It’s our policy never to proceed with any act the client finds objectionable.”
‘Since I’ve already started, wouldn’t it be better to receive it properly like Nanhee did…?’
She couldn’t accept paying the same amount only to leave with an unsatisfying experience. Even if the act was called “anal massage.”
Her thoughts had drifted away from the sheer absurdity of the situation itself, focusing solely on preserving her pride. As a result, she was being persuaded even more easily than the more cautious Eun Nanhee.
“…What do I need to do?”
“You don’t need to do anything in particular. Just lift your hips while staying in that position, and I’ll handle the rest.”
“……”
-Swish.
Suppressing her embarrassment, Kang Seonmi lifted her hips on the massage bed, fully exposing both her intimate areas while lying face-down. Her face flushed with shame, but she deliberately turned her head away from Han Munho to hide it. Han Munho, for his part, accepted even this step as perfectly ordinary and calmly prepared for the enema.
“Ah, Seonmi-ssi.”
“…Yes.”
“Do you happen to have any beverages or liquid foods with you?”
“…Why?”
“Depending on the situation, they can be used as enema solution.”
“……”
She no longer knew where to even begin feeling doubtful. The very fact that she needed an enema was already bewildering, but now he was suggesting using her own drinks for it. How was she supposed to process that? Yet Han Munho continued his calm persuasion, and though she kept feeling the strangeness of it, Kang Seonmi couldn’t bring herself to refuse.
“…I don’t really carry any drinks around with me.”
“Not even water or coffee?”
“I’m not the type to carry a lot in my bag. I usually just buy what I need outside and throw it away right after… Ah.”
As she muttered, one item flashed through her mind. She had originally planned to stop by the gym after class today. She had prepared a protein shake in advance to drink there. Realizing belatedly that it was in her bag, Kang Seonmi reflexively mentioned it.
“Protein shake…”
“Yes?”
“…Ah, it’s nothing.”
…Yeah, that probably wouldn’t work. Using something like a protein shake for an enema instead of a drink? It didn’t make sense from the start. The whole point of an enema was to clean the body—there was no way a protein shake would achieve that…
“Very well. Let’s use that.”
“……What?”
“A protein shake should work perfectly well as enema solution. We’ll proceed with the enema using that.”
“No… What did you just say?”
Kang Seonmi spoke up sharply, wondering if she had misheard. But to Han Munho, who had already prepared his responses to any objection, it posed no problem at all.
“There’s no way an enema could work with something like a protein shake. What kind of enema uses something that thick…?”
“What matters most during the first enema isn’t the viscosity of the solution, but the process of accepting a familiar beverage into the body.”
“……”
“When an unfamiliar liquid enters the intestines, the body reacts defensively. It tenses up from the surprise, which naturally reduces the effectiveness of the enema.”
“…So normally people use water or medical enema solution, right? Even so, a protein shake is…”
“That’s correct as well, but since we’re a massage shop and not a hospital, our focus isn’t on treatment but on how well the body adapts.”
“……”
“The inside of the anus is a sensitive area with strong sensory stimulation. That’s why it’s important to keep the intestinal environment as stable as possible. If the components are familiar to the body and the stimulation is something it’s used to, unconscious resistance decreases.”
“…No matter how I think about it, this is strange. Drinking it by mouth and putting it in… well, there, are completely different things. How is the body supposed to accept it as familiar? And why not use water?”
“Since it’s something you regularly consume, the ‘components of the food’ can provide familiar stimulation. Recalling sensory memories from smell or texture also plays an important role in enemas.”
“……”
She had intended to refuse absolutely, verifying her resistance multiple times. Yet Han Munho’s logic showed not a single moment of hesitation. He simply repeated his expert-like explanation of why a protein shake was necessary. Even though she had initially thought it made no sense, being refuted so smoothly made the thought of “maybe” inevitably arise in her mind.
“And as I mentioned before, this isn’t a special suggestion made only for you, Seonmi-ssi. We always make the same offer to every client who visits our shop.”
‘…Do people really do this?’
“Unless someone was unable to bring any beverages or liquid foods, the enema is always performed this way. In that sense, liquids with distinctive textures and scents like a protein shake are even easier for the body to accept.”
She still found it a little hard to believe. But seeing him speak so matter-of-factly, maybe she could trust it just a little.
“…What did Nanhee use for her enema?”
“I can’t disclose that. It’s the client’s privacy.”
“……”
…Besides, it seemed like confidentiality was well maintained anyway. As long as there was no chance of some ridiculous rumor spreading that she had received an enema with a protein shake, it should be fine to try it once.
“…Alright. Then please do it with that.”
Half out of curiosity and half out of resignation, Kang Seonmi accepted Han Munho’s enema.
-Shake, shake shake…
“……”
The sound of the protein shake being mixed inside the tumbler quietly echoed through the massage shop.