The Academy Opens
I jolted awake with a sharp cry. “Haaahk!”
“Haa… haa… haa…”
I had been trapped in a strange dream, flailing desperately inside a black, sticky swamp. The more I struggled to escape, the deeper I sank. That kind of swamp. I sat up to get a glass of water, only to realize exactly why I’d had such a dream.
“Ugh, it’s so sticky…”
I unconsciously recalled the memory that had evaporated from my mind. Right. Yesterday, I had passed out while Eun-jung was giving my… cervix a massage. She must have dressed me in fresh clothes before she left, but the love gel smeared all over my body remained exactly as it was.
I gently pressed a hand to my lower belly. The terrifying sensation of my insides vibrating wildly and forcing me to climax was still horrifying even in retrospect. Just thinking about it made my stomach throb again.
…Though, to be honest, the pleasure had been overwhelming.
“Haa…”
I should wash up first. I stripped off the clothes Eun-jung had put on me, tossed them into the laundry basket, and headed for the bathroom. As I grabbed the showerhead, I caught my reflection in the mirror and noticed a reddish stain near my pussy.
…What is that?
I rubbed it with a finger, and the mark came right off. It really had just been a smear. The color matched the lipstick Eun-jung had been wearing yesterday. She must have accidentally brushed against me when she fell because of what I did.
I soaped up my pussy to erase the trace, then finished my shower.
Time passed, and before I knew it, the day before the new semester had arrived. A few notable things had happened in the meantime…
Cha Eun-jung had been too busy catching up on all the classes she’d postponed because of me, so I barely saw her face. Kim Han-na, on the other hand, had become strangely more affectionate. Ever since I gave her my virginity, her attitude had definitely shifted a little. When we met briefly in the middle to do The Test, she kissed me while thrusting her fingers deep into my pussy…?
I had been secretly hoping she would spank my ass at some point, but having The Test end on such a light note wasn’t bad either. Honestly, at that level it almost felt like… just sex between girls.
Since there was no cock involved, it was honestly ambiguous where the line between “sex” and “not sex” even was for two girls. Sex… If I ever had sex with a girl, what would it even look like?
The first thing that came to mind was the classic scissoring position. Two girls pressing their bodies together, rubbing their pussies against each other to feel pleasure. There was definitely a sexual feeling to pressing genitals against genitals. After all, normal heterosexual sex ultimately came down to joining genitals together too.
By that logic, was I still a virgin? A virgin without a hymen… Well, as long as I hadn’t had actual sex, I supposed I still counted as one.
While I was lost in these silly thoughts and preparing for the first day of school, the doorbell rang. Ding-dong—
Who could that be?
“School uniform delivery!”
That voice… It was Cha Eun-jung. These girls really never announced their names when they came over.
When I opened the door, Eun-jung was standing there in a white high-waisted dress that reached down to her thighs and a wide-brimmed floppy hat.
“What brings you here? You haven’t shown your face at all lately.”
“I actually snuck out just now. To give you this.”
“This?”
Eun-jung held out a small shopping bag toward me. …Another shopping bag?
“Is this the… school uniform you mentioned?”
“Yep.”
“But I already have a uniform…?”
“Not that one. This is the test uniform.”
The Test… Come to think of it, I would have to keep doing The Test even after going to the academy. The moment I remembered something I had completely forgotten, my head spun.
“I roughly matched it to the size I usually see you in, but a professional altered it, so you don’t have to worry.”
“Okay…”
“Then I’ll head out? Prepare well for the new semester and I’ll see you tomorrow!”
“B-bye.”
Eun-jung waved her hand cheerfully and left. …It felt like a storm had just blown through.
I went back inside and took the uniform out of the shopping bag. Even at a glance, I could tell the size was completely different from the uniform I normally wore. And I was supposed to wear string panties with this too.
“Sigh…”
There was no point worrying about it now. I’d just leave it to tomorrow’s me.
Why on earth had yesterday’s me left this problem for today’s me?
The time to leave for school was right around the corner, yet I couldn’t bring myself to step out the front door. In the mirror beside the entrance, I saw…
The blouse had been taken in so drastically that my already huge breasts looked even bigger. The skirt… only came down about five centimeters below my pussy. It was indecent beyond belief.
If I had been wearing normal panties underneath it might have been slightly better, but the panties I had on were the string panties Eun-jung had bought me last time. The ones I had to wear until The Test was over.
There was no way I could go outside dressed like this. If even the slightest breeze blew, everyone would see my pussy and ass. How was I supposed to leave like this…?
I paced back and forth in front of the door, then finally decided to call Eun-jung and negotiate. But…
“Of course you have to change when you get to the academy. There are tons of guys outside who don’t know anything. You were seriously thinking of going out dressed like that? If you wanted to, you should’ve said so earlier.”
“No, haa… I’ll hang up now.”
What the hell had I done?
I hurriedly changed back into my normal uniform, packed the slutty one to change into later, and ran all the way to the academy.
“Hek, hek… hek…”
“Lee Seon-ah. Next time, get here faster.”
“I’m sorryyy…”
I barely made it to the classroom just minutes before the bell. Because of my flashy entrance, every classmate’s eyes were on me. My face burned with embarrassment as I barely managed to sit down.
While I was organizing my bag, I felt Cha Eun-jung’s gaze from far across the room. Seeing the way the corners of her eyes curved, I suddenly felt the urge to pinch her cheeks out of pure pettiness.
“Alright, the new semester has officially begun, so let’s all approach it with fresh determination and work hard. Also, I have one announcement regarding the teachers…”
Our homeroom teacher cleared his throat, glanced at Eun-jung, and continued.
“Ms. Min-ju, who taught first-year music, has had some personal circumstances come up and will be taking a temporary leave of absence. In her place, a special instructor will be in charge of music for this semester.”
A special instructor? Had they brought in someone famous? I wasn’t particularly interested in music, but still…
“That’s all for the announcements. Please prepare for class.”
The teacher left and the classroom grew noisy again. I was fanning my blouse to cool off the sweat when someone tapped my shoulder.
I turned my head and saw Cha Eun-jung smiling brightly.
“What?”
“Seon-ah. You remember our promise, right?”
“…Ah.”
The uniform… I had to change into it. I barely swallowed the heavy sigh that tried to escape and hugged my bag to my chest.
I dragged Eun-jung, who followed right behind me, into the girls’ bathroom. The moment I closed the stall door, a sigh slipped out on its own.
“Haa…”
“What’s wrong?”
“…Nothing. I was just wondering if I could really do this.”
It was a relief that the only people who would see me were other girls. Still, embarrassment was embarrassment.
“It’s fine. As long as you’re not actually a pervert, you can overcome this. Right?”
“…Yeah.”
…That’s right. We were both girls anyway. The only reason it felt so shameful was because I was still conscious of the time when I had been a man. Since we were both girls, even if I dressed a little slutty… there wouldn’t be any sexual stares—
Han Soo-hee suddenly flashed through my mind, but I shook my head hard to erase her. That had been a special case with Han Soo-hee. The girls here were my friends.
I steadied my heart once more and took off the uniform I was wearing. My body was now visible in a plain gray sports bra and the blatantly lewd black string panties.
“You wore the panties like you were told, huh?”
“Of course…”
Did she come in with me just to check that? Feeling embarrassed by Eun-jung’s constant gaze, I quickly changed into the new uniform I was holding.
“So? How does it feel? Do you like it?”
“…It’s tight and feels empty at the same time.”
It sounded contradictory, but it was true. The blouse was so tightly fitted that taking a deep breath might pop the buttons, and the skirt was so short it felt like I wasn’t wearing anything on my lower half at all.
I was fidgeting with the hem of the skirt when Eun-jung leaned in, pressing her lips to my ear, and whispered softly.
“Did you bring your phone?”
“What… Oh, that one.”
The “phone” Eun-jung was talking about was the one I used to run my exhibitionist account. And of course…
“Here.”
“Oh, you actually brought it?”
…It was embarrassing, but lately I had been relieving all the stress that kept piling up through that account. By temporarily becoming someone other than myself through this small act of deviance, I could escape the pressure and stress the real me was under. It was a kind of mood reset, I suppose. Surprisingly, it worked really well. Enough that I could understand why people ran exhibition accounts.
“Alright then, let’s take the picture. Lift up your skirt.”
Eun-jung used the hand not holding the phone to lift my skirt for me. Once I took over and held it myself, the image was complete: a perverted slut lifting her own micro-skirt to show off her pussy.
“Let’s see… Okay, got it. Want to take a look?”
“Yeah.”
I stood beside Eun-jung as she checked the photo and looked at how I had turned out. In the picture, I was lifting a skirt so tiny it barely covered my palm, blatantly exposing my pussy in those obscene string panties. Between my legs, a thin, transparent strand of arousal glistened.
The photo had come out nicely slutty. But… was it okay to upload something like this?
“Eun-jung, if I post this, won’t people realize I’m an academy student? My profile says I’m twenty-three…”
“I’ll blur the background, so it won’t matter. And the uniform… well, that won’t matter either. If anything, people might like it more if you look young.”
“…”
Well. I suppose that was true. This world was similar to the one I used to live in; there was a subtle romantic fantasy attached to the idea of academy girls. The difference was… in my previous world, touching a girl before university would get you sent straight to the police station, but in this world, it wasn’t a crime as long as the academy student was legally an adult.
Of course, things like prostitution were strictly forbidden by school rules. Still, the painful reality was that because academy tuition was so expensive, there were always some girls who secretly turned to that kind of work.
“What are you doing? Hurry up and write the caption. If you post it now, we can look at the comments together after class.”
“Ah, okay.”
Hmm… What should I write?
After thinking for a moment, I uploaded the photo along with the text.