Women's University Tour (3)

The Department of Theater and Film.

The moment I stepped inside the building, a stage opened up before me. It was a small black-box theater.

"Oh! My love! Juliet!"

"Romeo!"

A performance was already in full swing. Audiences were always welcome during rehearsals, and a fair number of students had already gathered in twos and threes to watch.

"W-wait."

"What?"

"People can see."

"Just stay still."

The couple in the seats beside me had a hand up a skirt. Both of them were women, of course. One had resisted at first, but it wasn't long before each of them had a hand buried under the other's hem, breathing hard and ragged.

"Nngh."

A pair of perverts, then.

I glanced down at Elisha, who wasn't watching the play at all. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. She was too busy sucking my cock.

Not like I was in any position to lecture her. Then again, maybe it was different — sex with a man was something this entire world encouraged.

"Could you keep it down a little over there?"

Someone spoke up from the row behind us.

"Sorry about that."

"Ah — no. Not you, sir. The ones next to you."

The couple beside us ducked their heads.

"We're sorry."

"Sorry."

"This is a shared space. That's a bit much."

That was when I felt it coming.

"Ngh!"

I came, and Elisha accidentally turned her head.

"Ah!"

My semen arced through the air and rained down over the heads of the people sitting in front of us. An enormous volume of cum, as if I'd fired a water cannon, splattered across the audience.

"Ah! I'm so sorry."

At my apology the college girls turned to look at me. Maybe it was the Golden Cock at work — nobody so much as flinched. They just smiled. And then they started admiring my magnificent cock.

The play had already ceased to mean anything to them.

"Even if you are a man, you can't just ruin the performance like that!"

The girl playing Romeo shouted down at me from the stage.

"Hey! A guy's allowed to have a moment!"

A student who wanted to get on my good side shouted back. The quicker ones picked up on the cue and piled on.

"He's having sex for the good of the nation and society, and instead of praising him you're scolding him?!"

"Look — his erection's going down. Do you have any idea how rare it is for a man to even want sex?"

"Are you okay? That must have been startling."

"Keep going. Who cares about some play?"

The women were actually protecting me. Leave it to a gathering of intellectuals to get their priorities straight.

"I apologize."

The actress playing Romeo bowed at the waist.

"It's fine."

I stepped forward.

"I'm the one who caused a scene. That's a fact."

The women bristled at once.

"No it's not! Don't worry about us — just have sex!"

"How can someone be this sweet? And that face, too…"

"Whoa. Look at that. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠His cock looks like a sculpture."

I shook my head.

"As an apology, I'd like to help out with the play a little. Think of it as a bit of improvisation."

"Excuse me?"

The actress looked stunned.

"Romeo in the original is a man, right? I'll play Romeo. Both of you can play Juliet."

"W-what? What are you talking about?"

The actress playing Romeo's voice trembled.

"It's fine. For today, let's make Romeo and Juliet a happy ending instead of a tragedy. Specifically — Romeo and Juliet's wedding night."

"What?!"

Shut up. Starting today, you're Juliet.

I pressed my glistening Golden Cock forward and kissed the new ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Juliet on the lips.

"Oh! Juliet! Accept my love."

The actress who had deliberately made herself up to look boyish went speechless. She may have been painted to pass as a man, but she was still a Theater and Film student — which meant that, compared to the rest of the campus, she was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

"I love you, Romeo."

Her expression softened as she laid a hand on my chest. And then the original Juliet, who had been standing off to the side, came toward me as well.

"Romeo— mmph!"

She closed her mouth around my cock.

"Nngh!"

I stripped the former Romeo out of her costume. Compression undergarments had been flattening her chest — the effort of an actress forced to play a man. The moment I peeled them off, a pair of breasts that looked well past a D-cup spilled into the open.

"Oh!"

"Look at that body."

Admiration rippled through the audience. I took one of her nipples into my mouth.

"Hahhn!"

"Juliet!"

"Romeo!"

"Romeo!"

I called for Juliet, and two Juliets called back. Romeo times Juliet times two.

Milk welled from Juliet's breast and I drank it down, sucking greedily.

"Juliet, thou art lactating."

"It's basic magic, Romeo. You didn't know?"

"I see. Magic!"

Magic is the best.

I drank from Juliet's breast as I rolled my hips. It tasted like banana milk. The women of this world spared no mana when it came to their looks and their sex appeal.

"Hhk — nngh!"

Beneath me, the other Juliet had taken my cock all the way down her throat. She had already shed her costume and was touching herself with one hand.

I glanced toward the seats. Jeong Hae-yeong had a camera up and was photographing my deeply moving ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠performance, shutter snapping again and again.

"Nnh! Hah!"

"Haaahn!"

It had started with the couples. Girls who had been fingering themselves or stroking each other while they watched me began turning to their neighbors and kissing, the wet sounds of it filling the dark.

"Juliet! I love you!"

"Romeo! I love you too!"

"Me too!"

I pushed my cock into the pussy of the Juliet bent over in front of me.

"Hgk!"

I drank milk from the standing Juliet's breasts while I buried myself in the one on her hands and knees, slamming my hips without restraint. Romeo! I'll fulfill your dream in your place — by fucking both of your Juliets!

"Hah — haaah!"

"Haaahn! It's hooot!"

As the three of us climbed toward climax, the heat onstage leapt into the audience like a wildfire. Juliet squirted straight into the microphone, and the sound of it roared through every speaker in the theater — and at the same instant, the girls in the seats started coming too.

Dozens of college girls jammed their fingers into themselves and worked them furiously, the wet slap of it echoing off the walls.

"Hah!"

"Juliet! I am close!"

"Romeo! Me too!"

"I already came!"

"Ah!"

"Haaaaahn!"

A flood of white semen overflowed the sopping pussy I was buried in and dripped to the floor in fat, heavy drops.

"Nnh!"

I pulled out. The other Juliet immediately wrapped her mouth around my cock.

"Romeo! Me too! Please — inject your love into me as well!"

"O, Juliet! My love! I shall inject my love into thy pussy!"

"Yes! Hurry!"

I thrust into her.

"Haaaaaaahn!"

The moment the big-breasted Juliet took me, milk sprayed from her chest in a fountain. Seeing it from this close was shocking enough — I could only imagine what it was doing to the audience.

"Hah! Hah!"

"Nnggggh!"

"Heeeugh!"

They came just from watching another Juliet get impaled and start spraying milk.

"Oh my god!"

Jeong Hae-yeong kept lifting her camera even as she fingered herself, the shutter firing in a frenzy.

"I've never seen anything like this in my life!"

I drove into Juliet without mercy, burying myself to the hilt again and again.

"Romeo!"

The two Juliets stacked themselves like a sandwich, one on top of the other. I moved between the upper hole and the lower one, thrusting into each in turn.

"Juliet!"

"Romeo!"

"Romeo!"

"Kh—!"

I came in the upper hole. When I drew my cock out slowly, the semen ran down the cleft of the Juliet on top, over the ass of the one beneath her, through her pubic hair, and dripped to the floor in thick white strands.

"Hah… hah…"

Right on cue, every light in the house went out. A single spotlight found me and held me there, alone.

"Professor! Over here!"

"Hurry, let's go!"

"They say it's already being recorded."

The Theater and Film professors burst in with their TAs, panting. On the darkened stage, I stood alone in the light, still fully hard.

"Good heavens! It's so beautiful!"

The women who saw the Golden Cock cried out in astonishment, pussy juice running down their thighs.

"I love you, Juliet."

"Romeo! I love you too!"

"Romeo! I'll stay in your arms forever."

The curtain fell. The play was over.

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.

"Wooo!"

"That was the best!"

"Best play of my entire life!"

"Romeo! I love you!"

The audience surged to its feet, applauding — except that the wet slapping mixed in with all that clapping was not coming from anyone's palms. It was the sound of hands driving into pussies.

"Nnh!"

"Haaahn!"

The audience came, and the greatest performance of the evening reached its end.

"This footage is going to turn the academic world upside down."

"Good."

A professor who had once been a celebrated actress — a woman who had ruled the film industry in her day — smiled with deep satisfaction. The years had touched her, but her figure and her face still put most young women to shame.

And then it started.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

The students were on their feet, demanding another round.

"What is this?"

The curtain rose again. I bowed to the house.

The stage was already thick with the scent of plum blossoms. The college girls surged onto it in a wave.

"He's going to have sex with all of them?"

The professor had never seen anything like it. Men in this world were not that driven by lust to begin with, and they certainly had no reason to go to such lengths just to make other people happy.

"This is going to make the nine o'clock news."

The theater doors opened and someone came in. A reporter and a camerawoman from a broadcast station had already arrived. Jeong Hae-yeong ran to meet them.

"Hurry! Over here! Quick!"

The reporter and the camerawoman rushed toward the stage.

"Hurry up and take your clothes off."

"What? Even if you're my junior, that's way too rude."

"No — I'm saying you can have sex with a man right now!"

Jeong Hae-yeong showed her the semen smeared across her own thigh.

"Oh my!"

The beautiful reporter yanked her skirt off and climbed onto the stage.

"Good lord."

The Theater and Film professor stared, her mind gone blank. Dozens of women and a single man were locked in a mass orgy, moans and wet sounds crashing over each other, semen flying. Something like this did not just happen. That man's cock — that unusually radiant cock — carried a magic no woman could defy.

She had slept with countless men back in her actress days. She knew what she was looking at. She nodded to herself.

"That man's charm — or more precisely, the charm of that cock — completely shatters a woman's mind."

Not that she could escape it either. The professor stripped. So did the assistant professor. Both of them climbed onto the stage and joined the live performance.

"Hauuugh!"

"I'm coming! Juliet!"

I squeezed Juliet's breasts as I came. Milk erupted from them in a fountain.

"Nnnnngh!"

"Romeo! I love you!"

"Oh! Romeo!"

Dozens of Juliets screamed as they had sex with a single Romeo.

For the first time in a long while, Dr. Park Seon-ah was enjoying a peaceful evening. A tower of files and documents still waited to be sorted, but at least her body wasn't tired. Lee Seonghun, who always kept her so warm, had gone out to see a movie. She felt a little empty without the sex — but it did mean she could spend the hours at her own pace.

Click.

She turned on the television, set out some bread and coffee, and settled in. The news was on.

The picture cut to a darkened stage.

Park Seon-ah's eyes found a scene she knew far too well. She stared at the television, unable to decide whether what she was looking at was even real. The man who had said he was going to see a movie was on the news, mid-thrust.

"That man… is that really Seonghun?"

Seonghun? Hadn't he said he was going to the movies?

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

That sound was familiar. That cock was familiar. Behind the reporter, dozens of college girls lay naked across the theater stage.

The piece of bread slipped from her mouth and hit the floor.

"Oh my god."