Aftermath
The message hit me like a slap to the face.
"How's the picture? Came out nice, right? If you don't want to see this spreading everywhere, you'll have to do exactly what I tell you from now on."
"By the way, if you even think about showing this to anyone else, you're done. You're not stupid. You get what I mean, don't you?"
My vision narrowed, and a wave of dizziness washed over me.
How the hell did she get my number?
It hadn't even been a few hours since that woman had been molesting my body and got chased off by Eun-jung. Could she really identify me that easily just from my body and the blindfold covering my face? Or… had she known who I was from the very beginning?
If she was someone from the Academy, that would make sense. I wasn't trying to brag, but my unique physique had earned me a certain level of recognition inside the Academy. And since Eun-jung had used formal speech with her… if she really was affiliated with the school, she was most likely a senior or a staff member.
I tried to list out everyone at the Academy who might hold a grudge against me. If it was a senior, probably someone I'd turned down after they confessed. If it was staff, maybe the ones who'd tried to grope my ass and gotten a swift kick to the shin…?
But the culprit was a woman. There hadn't been any female staff who'd molested me, so I could rule them out. As for the female seniors who'd confessed to me… there had been quite a few.
Haah…
A headache stabbed through my skull like a needle. No matter how much I thought about it, there was no clear answer. Then my eyes caught the phone number at the top of the message window.
What if I search for it?
It might be risky to go around asking people at the Academy for numbers, but searching through a messenger app should be fine. So I ran the number through the app and the result was…
"…Han Soo-hee?"
It was a surprisingly pretty name for someone who blackmailed people with nude photos. Her profile picture showed a guitar that looked like she'd taken the photo herself. Maybe she was into music. Come to think of it, the fingers that had pushed inside me had felt rough with calluses. Those rough, hard fingers had hooked like claws, scraping along my inner walls as if they were trying to smooth out every single fold…
"Haa…"
I let out a small, heated sigh and slipped a hand into my panties. My fingers gently traced the tightly closed slit of my pussy before I raised my middle finger and pushed it inside. But… it was completely dry.
I wanted to masturbate. I was in the mood for it, but touching myself didn't feel good at all. The only way I could feel pleasure was by surrendering my body to someone else, and that wasn't exactly easy. Men were obviously off the table, and if I went for a woman… I'd have to find a lesbian who felt sexual desire toward other women, but…
It seemed the chastity standards I'd held as a man still applied to me now. The idea of mixing bodies with someone I didn't even like felt incredibly repulsive on a mental level.
Except for the part where my body reacts on its own.
I'd already learned the hard way in that public restroom just how lewd my body was beyond my control. But if I kept my mind sharp, I could resist pleasure like this. Just like I'd adapted to the gender that had changed after my possession… I could get used to this stupidly horny body and control it completely.
I couldn't give up. Not when I had friends who believed in me.
……After touching my pussy a little more, I eventually gave up and pulled my hand out of my panties.
A few days passed after that.
Eun-jung seemed bothered by the fact that I'd gotten angry at her last time, because she stopped bringing up anything related to the Test. Han-na was busy with work at the store and barely replied to messages. As for anything else unusual…
"Heut…"
I guess it would be me, taking the photos that Han Soo-hee demanded.
With one hand I spread my pussy lips wide, and with the other I brought the camera lens right up to my entrance. Click— When I checked the photo, my pretty pink pussy was glistening wet, shamelessly dripping arousal from my hole.
This stupid body didn't feel anything when I touched it of my own free will, but the moment a blackmailer forced me to do it, I felt pleasure as intense as if someone else was touching me. If just spreading my pussy and taking a picture was enough to soak me like this, then there was nothing more to say…
I let out a small sigh and tapped the back button. The album immediately filled with all the lewd photos I'd taken at Han Soo-hee's request. There were ones where I puckered my lips like I was blowing a kiss, ones where I opened my mouth wide with my tongue sticking out like when I'd swallowed her saliva, normal-looking photos like that. Then there were ones where I was groping my bare breasts, ones where I lifted them up and sucked on my own painfully erect nipples, and even the one I'd just taken… showing off the glistening insides of my pussy. A whole variety.
I sent the file to Han Soo-hee, who was probably waiting for it. …Even though sending her stuff like this would only give her more blackmail material, I had no choice if I wanted to avoid immediate disaster. It felt like my whole body was being dragged into a swamp.
"Huu…"
…I needed a way to relieve all this built-up stress. I tossed my phone onto the sofa and picked up the black one beside it. It was the spare phone for SNS that Eun-jung had given me. After entering the password, I opened the album synced with my main phone and checked the photos. The one of my pussy I'd just taken was in there too. I made sure it had come out nicely, then opened the SNS app.
After a brief loading screen, the main page of my exposure account appeared. Right now, I wasn't the pathetic Lee Seon-ah who was being blackmailed. I became A-young, a twenty-three-year-old… perverted girl who was a little too fond of lewd things.
With a heart that had begun to flutter, I checked the new comments. Even though the account was only a few days old… because I'd been steadily uploading photos, the number of comments had doubled compared to when I first started. The feeling of being acknowledged made the corners of my mouth lift without me realizing it.
Since I was in a good mood, maybe I'd do them a little service this time… and upload a pussy photo, something I hadn't posted before. With a trembling heart, I tapped the create post button.
If it had been Lee Seon-ah, I never could have written something like that while in my right mind. But A-young was different. Even though she was a virgin, she was so lewd that she relieved her heat by posting dirty pictures on SNS. Begging strangers for cock was nothing to her.
I uploaded the photo and waited. Comments started appearing one by one. My heart raced as I read them. Every single one was filled with the desire to ravish me… filthy, violent comments. As I read them, my body should have grown hotter and hotter… but it didn't.
What… what the hell? Why was this happening all of a sudden?
Ah… maybe it was because I wasn't imagining it properly…?
I memorized the content of one of the comments that caught my eye, then quickly closed my eyes. In my imagination, I was at home taking a picture of my pussy when I suddenly noticed the front door was slightly open. I walked toward it, thinking I was sure I'd locked it—when someone grabbed me from behind, wrapping their arms tightly around my body and clamping a cloth over my mouth. I struggled and squirmed in shock, but the moment their hand touched my exposed bare pussy, I came lightly and lost all strength.
The intruder dragged my limp body deeper into the house. He pinned me against the wall, one hand still covering my mouth while the other shoved fingers into my pussy. Those slightly callused fingers rubbed roughly against my inner walls, moving in shallow strokes. Thankfully the fingers were slender like a woman's, so even my virgin pussy could take them without…
…A woman?
"Did you miss me?"
A husky voice accompanied by the faint smell of cigarettes. I wanted to turn my head to see the face, but my frozen, rigid body wouldn't obey.
"This time, I'll finally pop that cherry of yours."
Han Soo-hee declared it so, then drove her fingers deep into my pussy.
"Haaak…!!"
My eyes flew open.
"Haak, haa… haa…"
I panted heavily, wiping the cold sweat from my forehead. What was that…? It definitely hadn't started that way, but at some point the person violating me in my fantasy had turned into Han Soo-hee.
……No way.
I looked at another comment, memorized it, closed my eyes again, and tried to imagine something else. This time I was showering alone at the gym. While no one was watching, an intruder slipped in. He covered my eyes with his palm so I couldn't see his face and roughly kissed me. I got aroused without meaning to, eagerly swirling my tongue with his—chuup, chuup—before swallowing the saliva that had pooled in my mouth.
"How does it taste now that you're drinking it again? Good?"
"…!"
I let out a silent scream and my eyes snapped open. No. No, that couldn't be…
I tried again with a different comment, but the result was the same. No matter what I imagined, my partner was always Han Soo-hee. The one touching me, licking me, violating me… it was all her.
"Heu… heuu… heu-eut…"
I felt my pussy growing wet with arousal and finally realized it.
…My body could never go back to the way it was before.