Chapter 8
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: #1 Education Begins (Gyeol Ryeong - Hypnosis Training/Nude Poses) (1)
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It felt like being hauled up from the depths of the ocean.
With that sensation, my consciousness returned.
My vision and hearing, which had felt so distant, snapped back to normal.
When I came to my senses, I was still standing in the Chairman's office.
'Huh...? Me, right now...'
Again.
It felt like the umpteenth time I'd experienced this since arriving at this mansion.
What was going on? It didn't feel like anything bad, but...
My instincts as an exorcist were warning me not to brush off this nagging sense of wrongness.
The line of thought that should have kept going was brutally cut short by an intruding voice.
"What's wrong, Gyeol Ryeong? Something the matter?"
The Chairman asked with a puzzled look on his kindly face.
I had no idea what it was, but it probably wasn't his fault. With that in mind, I shook my head and said it was nothing.
"If you're not feeling well, just let me know anytime. Education is important, of course, but health comes first."
I was grateful for his concern. He was going above and beyond for someone who was little more than an uninvited guest here to investigate.
But excessive kindness could be a red flag. I appreciated the worry, but rather than accept it at face value, I mentally filed away a point of suspicion.
The Chairman and the maid both inspired an oddly strong sense of trust... but that didn't mean they were cleared as suspects.
They could be behind everything. I couldn't afford to forget that.
"Well then, shall we get started on the education now?"
"Education...?"
"That's right. You came here for this morning's training session, didn't you? You already forgot?"
...Had I...?
I couldn't quite remember, but yeah, that sounded right.
Education. I needed it to investigate the city.
"First things first, why don't we change into something more suitable for training? Gyeol Ryeong. Go ahead and take off that frumpy tracksuit right now."
At the Chairman's command, Gyeol Ryeong's face twisted in confusion.
It was only natural—she'd been told to strip out of the blue.
But that was fine. The necessary suggestions were already planted in her mind.
"Gyeol Ryeong, what do you do with instructions during training?"
"I must... follow them..."
"Exactly. This is all for your education, so no need to worry. Just take them off."
Gyeol Ryeong couldn't quite shake her dubious expression, but she soon began obediently peeling off her tracksuit.
Ziiiip—as the zipper parted, her pristine white breasts came fully into view.
For some reason, Gyeol Ryeong wasn't wearing anything underneath her tracksuit.
Through the widening gap, her translucent pale skin revealed sheer white breasts and a smooth stomach. As the pants were tugged down, her enticing pussy and ass were laid bare atop it all.
Even fully nude, she didn't seem as flustered as one might expect.
It didn't appear to be solely due to her unique spiritual power.
"Um... do I need to take off my underwear too?"
Gyeol Ryeong asked cautiously, glancing around.
But the Chairman couldn't see any underwear on her.
Figuring out how that happened wasn't hard, though.
"Hmm. So, what kind of underwear are you wearing right now?"
"...? You can see it. Pink ones, top and bottom."
Of course. No need to tamper with that perception.
He decided to roll with it.
"The first lesson will cover a physical exam and some special etiquette training unique to this city. You're in your underwear so we can properly inspect your body, so no need to feel embarrassed or think it's weird."
Physical exam. Properly inspect the body. Underwear is fine for that.
Those keywords filtered through Gyeol Ryeong's mind one by one, quickly warping her perception.
She soon accepted this utterly absurd situation as perfectly normal.
The tension drained from her body, settling into her usual natural posture.
The Chairman left her standing there and once more appraised her form from top to bottom.
He'd inspected it thoroughly yesterday, but even that hadn't been enough—it had lingered in his mind all night. What a body.
It wasn't just the flawless build. There was something bewitchingly demonic about her.
Not entirely because of the Succubus Curse, either.
'Saw it yesterday, but damn, it's incredible. Breasts that size without a hint of sag, so firm and perky. An ass that screams "fuck me" just looking at it. Healthy, elastic, but not overly toned. Confirmed it's virgin territory down there yesterday... and her scent is amazing. Irresistible.'
Like a dream incarnate, stuffed with every twisted fantasy.
Golden ratio from head to toe. For the first time in ages, the Chairman felt his heart pounding with excitement.
A light patch of pubic hair adorned her inner thighs. Neat and pretty enough not to need trimming, but an exorcist's bush carried a faint anti-demon ward.
While "training" in this mansion, that hair would be removed entirely, remodeled into a permanently bald pussy.
"Chairman? You've been staring like that for a while now..."
"Just checking her condition to estimate things. We confirmed sensitivity and reactions yesterday... Now, let's test movement and flexibility. Give your body a light stretch?"
Sudden as the request was, Gyeol Ryeong followed without hesitation.
She stretched her arms overhead first, then twisted her waist side to side.
She walked lightly around the office, then hopped in place as instructed.
With every motion, her lewd flesh brimmed with vitality, jiggling enticingly.
Her bountiful breasts bounced, her ass begging to be claimed.
And with each movement, a whiff of her slutty scent—raw female pheromones—wafted over, instantly arousing the Chairman.
Not even proper training or mods yet, and it was already this intense. He'd checked yesterday, but it still blew his mind.
"Big tits, big ass, but the body's so light. Flexibility looks top-notch."
"...? Yeah, right? And this body really is super flexible."
With that, Gyeol Ryeong spread her legs wide.
A casual split already hit about 170 degrees.
With real effort, she could probably touch her crotch to the floor.
The Chairman clapped and praised her form.
The compliments lifted Gyeol Ryeong's spirits a bit.
"Impressive. Can you do a Y-balance too?"
"No problem."
Just before resetting her pose, Gyeol Ryeong recalled her current state.
But this was a physical exam, and she was in her underwear anyway, so the important bits were covered. No hesitation—she struck the next pose.
One leg lifted high into a perfect Y.
'Huh... feels like I could go further.'
It felt easy, so she pulled the leg higher.
The Y stretched into a flawless I.
Contrary to her perception, Gyeol Ryeong wore nothing—no underwear, nothing.
In that state, the pose left her most private area blatantly exposed.
Her virgin pussy spread wide, practically pleading to be fucked—that lewd, pretty slit. The Chairman drank it in hungrily.
Maybe from the motion, but even from a short distance, the pheromones wafting from it seemed thicker now.
Incredibly sweet, obscenely arousing.
"...Good. Next pose—"
And so Gyeol Ryeong spent a while as the Chairman's plaything, striking whatever poses he demanded.
Jack-o challenge, handstands, leg spreads with one foot grabbed for stretches, and more.
Once he'd savored her nude form enough, the Chairman awarded her high marks for flexibility.
"This opens up all kinds of positions. Pussy and ass checked out fine yesterday too. Special-grade talent, through and through."
Gyeol Ryeong didn't quite follow, but assuming it was praise, she smiled happily.
The next lesson was fellatio.
When she first heard, Gyeol Ryeong recoiled in shock at the image that flashed in her mind—but after the Chairman's "persuasion," she realized it had all been a misunderstanding.
Fellatio wasn't weird. Here, it was like a greeting—an essential ritual for men and women to connect.
Nothing like the vulgar act she'd known.
'That startled me...'
In this body that had become female, she hadn't even masturbated.
She feared it might turn her mind female forever, with no way back.
Sex or anything like it was out of the question. Crossing that irreversible line, living as a woman eternally—that was the last thing she wanted.
Then, a cock was thrust before her.
The Chairman lounged on the office sofa, pants down. Gyeol Ryeong gasped at the monstrous thing springing free.
'Huge... and this shape...'
First time seeing a size and form like this—utterly vicious.
She had little to compare it to, but nothing in her memory came close. Terrifying.
Did people really shove something like this into a woman's holes?
Meaning, this could go into hers? No, impossible.
Gyeol Ryeong frantically shook off the ridiculous thought.
"What are you doing? Just gonna stare?"
"Ah... no... not at all..."
Even as she said it, her body wouldn't move.
First time with something like this—she had no clue where to start.
And even if it was for training, having a cock in her face stirred a vague revulsion.
Especially one this massive, insane, brutal...
"Still too much, huh. Let me help."
With that, the Chairman lightly shook the bell in his hand before her eyes—just twice, a soft ding-ding.
Not multiple rings like before. That alone sent Gyeol Ryeong's awareness drifting away, then snapping back.
She looked up at him in bewilderment, still processing.
"It's fine. Think of it as delicious candy. Suck it like candy, nice and tasty. You can do that, right?"
'Candy... candy...? Yeah, it kinda looks like it...'
The thought melted away her reluctance.
She couldn't fathom why she'd hesitated before something like this.
"Let's start by sniffing the candy's scent? It's a local specialty here, so you need to get fully acquainted—from smell to taste."
Ah, got it. Yeah, specialties were worth learning about.
Sticking out like a tourist would be unwise.
With that, Gyeol Ryeong brought her face close to the candy before her—the Chairman's brutal cock—and inhaled deeply, sniiiiif.