Lend Me Your House
The girl student glanced at my name tag and spoke again.
"Kim Jun-young? Your name tag is white, so you're a first-year? But why are you hanging around the second-year hallway? Are you hurt somewhere?"
This school apparently used the background color of name tags to distinguish grades.
Her name tag was blue—probably meaning she was a second-year.
Mine was white.
Having a girl much younger than me naturally speak to me in casual Korean and fuss over me felt strangely unsettling. It was as if I had truly become her junior, as if I really were a first-year girl at this school.
She looked down at me with even more concern and continued.
"Jun-young, are you okay? Did you get hurt somewhere? Your face is so pale. Want to go to the nurse's office?"
My lips trembled, but no words came out.
When she called me by my real name on the tag, a wave of embarrassment crashed over me. It felt like she knew my true identity, like she was addressing the anal surgeon Kim Jun-young who was wearing a girl's uniform and cross-dressing.
Fortunately, she didn't seem to have noticed I was a man yet.
But if I stayed here any longer, my identity could be exposed at any moment.
I quickly lowered my gaze, tried to hide the tremor in my voice, and forced out a strained reply.
"Y-yes… ugh… I'll go to the nurse's office by myself…"
Every movement made the unfamiliar fabric brush against my skin, and the short skirt riding up over my hips felt chillingly unpleasant.
Worse still, I could feel the stares of the girls passing through the hallway.
Some whispered among themselves while glancing at me; others looked at me with open curiosity.
I wanted to get away from this spot as fast as possible.
I wished I could just run straight to the nurse's office, but my body refused to obey.
All sorts of anxious thoughts flooded my mind.
What if that girl reports me as suspicious?
What if a teacher shows up and asks for identification?
My entire body felt frozen.
The girl gently took my arm, her face full of worry.
"Are you really okay? You're so pale… Should I take you to the nurse's office?"
I nodded. In truth, I had no idea where the nurse's office was, and I didn't have the strength to walk there alone.
When she lightly supported my arm, I couldn't refuse her touch.
Leaning on her, I slowly began walking toward the nurse's office.
I had to get this damn vibrator out of me once we reached the nurse's office.
The real problem was the cropped blouse.
My waist was completely exposed, and as she supported me, her arm naturally wrapped around my midsection. The moment her hand touched my bare skin, I couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through me.
"Hngh… hngh!"
I bit back a moan and flinched.
"Ah, sorry! I forgot your blouse is so short it shows your waist. I'll just put my arm around your shoulders instead."
She immediately moved her hand from my waist to my shoulder.
Even so, walking this close to her still felt awkward and embarrassing.
I could almost feel the eyes of everyone around us.
I kept my gaze down and hurried toward the nurse's office as fast as I could.
This school was unusual—the nurse's office was on the third floor. I didn't want to go up there because Cho Soo-jin was in charge of the third-years, but I couldn't exactly tell the girl helping me that I didn't want to go, so I followed her in silence.
Once we reached the third floor, she said the nurse's office was just past the teachers' lounge and around the corner.
Still leaning on her, I kept putting one foot in front of the other.
Just as we were about to pass the teachers' lounge, the door opened and a familiar figure stepped out.
It was Cho Soo-jin.
My breath caught in my throat.
I instinctively ducked my head.
Cho Soo-jin walked right past me without a second glance.
My heart felt like it was about to explode, but she didn't seem to recognize me and simply kept going.
Relief flooded through me. Thank goodness.
For a split second everything could have ended, but somehow I had made it through safely.
Maybe I relaxed too soon.
I heard her footsteps stop.
Her familiar voice came from behind me.
"Wait a second…"
My body went rigid on instinct.
I should run. I should bolt right now.
But her hand had already grabbed my shoulder.
"You… don't tell me…"
I slowly turned my head.
Cho Soo-jin's eyes were boring straight into my face.
Her gaze was startled, yet unmistakably suspicious.
She scanned my features carefully, then her eyes dropped to the name tag pinned on the left side of my blouse.
In that instant, my entire body froze.
Cho Soo-jin's lips parted slowly.
"…Kim Jun-young?"
The girl who had been supporting me looked back and forth between us, clearly confused by the situation.
"Um… we're on our way to the nurse's office. Do you know this student, ma'am?"
Cho Soo-jin spoke to the girl at once.
"It's class time right now, isn't it? You should head back to your classroom."
"Huh? But this student isn't feeling well—"
"I'll take her to the nurse's office myself, so don't worry about it."
At her firm tone, the girl stopped arguing. She gave me one last worried look before quietly turning away.
I was led—almost dragged—by Cho Soo-jin until we reached the door of the nurse's office.
The moment the door closed, she locked it from the inside.
The sharp click of the lock tightened around my heart.
"What the hell do you think you're doing right now?"
Cho Soo-jin glared at me fiercely.
I swallowed hard, my mind going completely blank as I tried to think of an excuse.
Bzzzzzz~~ Bzzzzzz~~
The vibrator, which I thought had already been at maximum, suddenly intensified. Or perhaps the pattern had simply changed, making the sensation feel even stronger.
"Kyaaaaah!"
What came out wasn't even a moan anymore—just a high-pitched, girlish scream.
I no longer cared that Cho Soo-jin was staring at me. My entire awareness was consumed by the vibrator relentlessly stimulating my prostate.
My balance gave out. I threw both arms around Cho Soo-jin's neck, clinging to her tightly while wrapping my legs around her right thigh.
Pressing myself against her thigh and rubbing my caged cock against her, I immediately came inside my panties.
Even as I climaxed, my hips bucked reflexively and I hugged her even harder.
Without the chastity cage, the vibrator alone was enough to make me come violently.
The semen I spilled soaked through my panties and stained the skirt of my school uniform. Because I had been grinding against her thigh, some of it also ran down her leg in thick streaks.
Even after I finished, the vibrator inside me kept going.
Right after orgasm, my prostate was hypersensitive, sending shivers through my entire body.
Seeing how badly I was shaking, Cho Soo-jin guided me onto the nurse's office bed.
"Oppa, what the hell is going on…"
Cho Soo-jin stared at me in disbelief—me, dressed in a girl's uniform, writhing on the bed like I was losing my mind.
I had to beg her.
"Take it… take it out!"
"What?"
"Ugh…!"
Arching my back on the bed, I lifted the hem of my skirt without even touching it myself and showed her my cum-soaked panties.
"Please take the vibrator out of my ass!!"
I wanted to remove it myself, but I couldn't let go of the pillow I was clutching. I needed something to hold onto just to endure the vibrations.
Cho Soo-jin pulled my soiled panties aside with a look of disgust. The moment she lifted my legs to check my rear, a strange liquid suddenly sprayed out of my cock like a fountain, splattering everywhere.
"Kyaa!"
Cho Soo-jin, who had been close to my cock, got hit directly. The liquid splashed across her face, her clothes, and the documents she was holding. The bed, my uniform—everything was drenched in the foul-smelling fluid.
It wasn't semen. It wasn't urine. It wasn't precum either.
It was squirting. My first time experiencing it, and it was an absolute disaster.
As the strange liquid kept gushing from my cock, Cho Soo-jin reached in despite the mess and pulled the still-vibrating toy out of my ass.
Seeing the device buzzing violently right in front of my eyes made me dizzy. I couldn't believe that thing had been inside me.
Finally the fountain stopped, and with the vibrator gone, I could breathe again.
As my mind cleared, the reality of my situation sank in.
I had gone to my girlfriend's high school wearing a girl's uniform with a vibrator in my ass, come all over her thigh, and then squirted all over her clothes, face, and teaching materials.
Cho Soo-jin wiped her face and clothes with a towel from the nurse's office. She didn't bother cleaning me up.
With a serious expression, she looked down at me lying on the bed, still panting.
"What is all this? Should I call the police?"
"Wait! I can explain everything…"
"Explain what, exactly?"
In the end, I told her everything—how I had been cheating, how Oh Ha-na had caught me and was blackmailing me, why I was now living with two women, and how I had ended up wearing a girl's uniform at this school.
I didn't want to lie anymore. The fact that a twenty-eight-year-old man had sneaked into a girls' high school dressed as a student and ejaculated was already headline-worthy; admitting to cheating suddenly felt trivial by comparison.
Once I finished confessing, I felt strangely relieved.
Now she would definitely report me to the police.
My life was over.
I would be dragged off to prison for obvious criminal acts.
If I told the police the truth—that Oh Ha-na and Seo Ji-hyun had set everything up—maybe my sentence would be lighter?
Or maybe they would even see me as a victim.
But Cho Soo-jin's reaction was completely unexpected.
"What? You're living with other women?"
"Y-yeah…"
The fact that I was cohabiting with other women seemed to bother her far more than the fact that I had come on her while wearing a girl's uniform at her school.
"So let me get this straight. You only came here dressed like that because those women forced you, so I can understand that part. But living together? That's not okay?"
"…?"
This woman didn't have a normal thought process either.
Did she really like me that much? I couldn't understand it.
While I stood there stunned, Cho Soo-jin looked me straight in the eye and said,
"Then I'll move in too."