Trying On Fake Nipple Piercings
"Welcome."
"Ah, yes. Hello…."
As soon as we stepped through the entrance, a cute-looking female employee greeted us with a bright smile. Seeing it like this, it really did look like an ordinary shop. After all, it was just how people perceived things; adult products weren’t inherently wrong, and there was no need to hide them away in shame. So it only made sense for the place to look like a regular store.
"Are you looking for anything specific?"
"No, we’ll just browse on our own for now."
Han-na politely declined the employee’s offer and took my hand, leading me around the interior of the shop as we explored. The more I examined the displayed items, the more I noticed how the overall designs had a fancy, ornate feel that matched the store’s atmosphere. The onaholes meant for men weren’t blatantly molded after women’s bodies or pussies. Most had their exteriors wrapped in plastic cylinders, designed to look like ordinary interior decorations until you opened the lid and revealed the internal structure. I had to admit it was quite clever.
The dildos for women were the same. Rather than realistic replicas of male genitalia, they were smooth-surfaced with almost no ridges—simple rod-shaped toys displayed in a variety of colors.
...But if the head is that smooth, wouldn’t it fail to scrape the inner vaginal walls? Wouldn’t that make it less satisfying for a woman?
The moment I recalled the sensation of Han-na driving that monstrous dildo attached to her waist all the way to my cervix and then slowly pulling it back out, the flared mushroom head scraping my inner folds from the inside with every tug, a shiver raced up the back of my neck.
"Why? Do you want to buy that one?"
"Ah, no… that’s not it. I was just remembering the one we used together…."
I whispered to Han-na in a tiny voice, worried the employee might overhear. Only then did she seem to understand my reaction. She let out a small chuckle and gently tugged my hand.
The next section we reached was the anal plug corner. Like the rest of the shop, it featured plenty of cute and dainty designs. Some even had detachable animal tails.
Tails… are those for cosplay sex?
I was just picturing myself wearing one, wiggling my hips in front of Han-na, when she suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the exact tail-attached plug I’d been staring at, and dropped both it and the detachable tail into the shopping basket. Then she returned to my side as if nothing had happened and took my hand again.
"…♡"
But for me—the one who would actually be wearing it—the thought made my anus clench tightly. I secretly blushed and squeezed her hand in return.
With a dreamy look on my face, I kept following wherever Han-na led until we arrived at a new section. The moment I read the words written there, my entire body went rigid.
"N-nipple… piercings?"
The area displaying rows of small silver rings was the piercing corner.
"What’s wrong, Seon-ah? Scared?"
"O-of course I’m scared…! I’m not good with… holes in my body…."
Even regular ear piercings had always made me hesitate, so after becoming a woman I had never worn earrings. If this was an adult shop’s piercing section, they had to be the kind from those lewd videos—nipple piercings or tongue piercings, right? How could I possibly do something like that?
Just imagining that they might actually pierce my nipples later made my heart pound violently and my mind go completely blank.
"I don’t want to…. Please? I really hate this kind of thing…."
I took a small step back, making a tearful face as I frantically shook my head at Han-na. Even if she tried to use The Test as an excuse, I was determined to refuse this one no matter what. After all, even if I didn’t know who I might date in the future… if things got serious with that person and we became intimate, what would they think if they saw holes in my body? They’d probably misunderstand and assume I was a slut who offered my pussy to anyone and let people use me however they wanted.
"No, not the kind you’re thinking of. This kind."
"Huh…?"
But the piercing Han-na took from the display and showed me was completely different from what I had imagined.
"This doesn’t actually pierce through by making a hole. It’s a fake piercing that only looks like it penetrates."
"…Ah."
Just as she said, the heart-shaped ring had screw-like mechanisms running horizontally through both sides. You inserted your nipple into the ring and tightened the rounded screws from either side to hold it in place. This way you could get the piercing look without any actual holes. It was surprisingly ingenious.
"Want to try it on? The design seems nice, doesn’t it?"
After a moment of hesitation, I blushed and gave a small nod. We had already come all the way into an adult shop together; refusing now would just look awkward. Besides, my current body honestly felt like someone else’s, not my own. A curious little voice inside me wondered how much lewder I could make it look. It was like dressing a female character in sexy outfits in a game. And if I didn’t like it, I could always just take it off.
"Excuse me, can I try this on?"
"Ah, yes. If you’d like to try it, I can assist you in the treatment room inside."
At Han-na’s call, a woman with long straight hair approached. Even seeing two women together, she remained perfectly composed.
"Will the customer on the left be the one trying it on?"
"Yes, that’s me."
"Then please follow me this way."
The employee looked at my face and asked in a perfectly flat, professional tone before nodding and guiding us toward the back of the corner.
…She’s incredibly calm. True professionals really are on another level. Working here, she must have seen every kind of person imaginable. Two women coming in together was probably nothing to her.
I started to follow the employee into the treatment room with Han-na, but the woman suddenly stopped Han-na after glancing back.
"I’m sorry, but the girlfriend should wait outside. Since this is a sensitive area, even couples can feel some unexpected embarrassment."
"G-girlfriend…."
"…?"
After entering the adult shop together I had wondered if we might look like a couple, but actually being called that made my heart flutter and my cheeks grow warm, even though I knew we were only friends. Han-na seemed just as flustered. She kept quietly repeating the word “girlfriend” while fidgeting with her fingers.
Suddenly being treated as my girlfriend must have been far more embarrassing for Han-na, who was a normal heterosexual.
"…Understood. I’ll wait outside."
After some thought, Han-na gave me a small wave, told me to call her if anything happened, and stopped where she was. I felt a little nervous about entering the treatment room alone, but—
"Ma’am, please come in."
"Ah, y-yes…. I’m coming now."
At the employee’s prompting from inside the room, I slowly walked forward.
"Alright, please sit here and remove your clothes."
The moment the employee closed the door behind me with a solid thud and locked it, the room became instantly quiet, as if completely cut off from the outside world. I swallowed nervously, then carefully unbuttoned my blouse in front of the expressionless woman.
Lately both men and women tended to stare at my body with extremely lewd eyes… but this person showed no reaction at all. It wasn’t unpleasant. If anything, it made me trust her more.
"Um… do a lot of women come here for this?"
"Hmm… sometimes boyfriends bring their girlfriends, and sometimes women come alone. It’s not that common, though."
"I-I see…."
"Thanks to that, I get to earn money in comfort."
"Ahaha… that’s good."
After some awkward conversation my tension eased a little. I took a small breath and lifted my bra up. The large, heavy breasts that had been contained inside spilled out, jiggling freely in the open air.
"Once you’re undressed, please sit over here."
"Yes…."
Following the employee’s calm instructions, I sat down on the hard treatment bed. Ugh… I know they aren’t actually piercing anything, but it’s still making me strangely nervous.
The employee twisted her long hair up into a bun, put on a pair of latex gloves, and slowly approached me.
"I’ll help you with the fitting now. Since this is a sensitive area, you might experience some unusual reactions… but that’s completely natural, so please don’t hold back. Just feel it comfortably."
"Huh? Ah, y-yees…!"
The instant she pinched my already tense nipple between her thumb and forefinger, a sharp jolt of pleasure shot up the back of my neck. My voice came out strangely, but the employee continued touching my nipple with a perfectly blank face, as if lewd sounds were the most normal thing in the world.
One corner of my mind felt relieved that she didn’t find it strange, while another part interpreted her attitude as permission to fully enjoy it. Before I knew it, the last barriers against pleasure were crumbling away.
"Huu, huu… hngh, haaauu… hngt…♡"
"Hmm… it’s a little too firm. This will make the fitting difficult."
I was already openly moaning like a slut, hips twitching, chest thrust forward with a dazed expression. The employee looked troubled as she pressed and rolled my swollen, puffy nipples, tilting her head in thought. Then she glanced at my face, adjusted her grip so both nipples pointed upward, and said,
"Excuse me for a moment."
She squeezed them hard between her fingertips, rubbing and twisting as if milking them, then yanked them firmly toward the ceiling.
"Hnguk? Ah, hiiiiiiiiiit…!!"
An overwhelming wave of pleasure surged from my hypersensitive nipples, turning my vision pure white. Even with the employee watching, I unconsciously spread my thighs wide, shaking my hips as I soaked my panties with wet, squirting sounds… and climaxed like an idiot.