The Molester
The cold water splashed against my face, chasing away some of the lingering sleepiness. I patted my skin dry with a towel, straightened up, and looked in the mirror. A pretty face stared back with tired eyes. One hand could barely hold the weight of my massive breasts. My abdomen curved down in smooth lines, interrupted by sharply defined eleven-pack abs. And then there were my wide hips—something any guy would want to grab onto like handles. It was undeniably a lewd, fuckable body. The kind that would make any man’s eyes glaze over with lust… yet now that it was mine, I felt absolutely nothing.
I squeezed one of my breasts experimentally. It just felt like… touching a breast. Nothing more. It was completely different from when Eun-jung or Han-na touched me. Seeing that, I couldn’t help but think, Yeah… this body really has become mine.
My hand drifted higher until my fingertips brushed my lips. The soft, plush sensation reminded me of Eun-jung’s fingers tracing them. “Ahh!”
My face flushed bright red as I shook my head wildly. Only after feeling my hair slap against my cheeks did I finally snap out of the daydream. How could I have dirty thoughts about my friend like that? At this rate, she’d have every right to end our friendship. Haah… Enough with the weird fantasies. Time to head to the academy.
Today was the last day of the semester—closing ceremony day. Two short weeks of break. But for someone who’d been scrambling to adjust to this new body while trying to keep up with the curriculum, it felt like sweet rain after a drought.
I was walking along cheerfully when I spotted a familiar silhouette in the distance. Long black hair flowing down to her waist, a slender frame of average height, and the light, fluttering academy uniform. “Hey, Cha Eun-jung!”
I shouted her name and broke into a run. She must have noticed too, because she turned around—but I reached her first.
“Kyaa—!” I pulled her into a tight hug and rubbed my cheek all over the top of her head. It was usually a prank I only pulled on Han-na, but I was in such a good mood today that I decided to do it to Eun-jung too. I squeezed her squirming body against mine and breathed in the soft scent that wrapped around my nose.
“Hey! I just did my hair! You’re ruining it!”
“Ah.” I let go immediately. Right, you’re not supposed to mess with a girl’s hair like that. Han-na was the weird one—she’d just coolly fix it with her hands and move on. …Yeah, this was all Han-na’s fault for raising me without any manners.
Looking at Eun-jung more closely, I saw she’d added a slight wave to her hair. It made her even prettier than usual. Too bad I’d turned it into a mess. “Wow… How do you still look pretty even when your hair’s like this? I’m so jealous…”
“Whatever.”
Eun-jung narrowed her eyes, cut me off sharply, and reached out to ruffle my hair wildly. Since I’d committed the greater sin, I stayed still and accepted her revenge without dodging.
“Hek… heeek…” How was she already tired after that little bit…? When Eun-jung finally exhausted herself and stepped back, I sneakily turned on my phone’s camera to check my reflection. …It looked exactly the same.
I flashed her a victorious smile. Her face turned bright red with anger, and she whipped her head away. “Ha… This is ridiculous. Maybe I should just get a short cut next time. This is so unfair.”
“No way. You look best with long hair, Eun-jung. So absolutely do not cut it, okay? If you’re going to, you need my permission first.”
“…Tch.”
Without even turning around, Eun-jung gave my stomach a light punch with her fist and started walking ahead quickly. Still, she didn’t say she was actually going to cut it. I chuckled softly and followed after her.
After some playful bickering, we arrived at the academy. On the outside, it looked like any normal school. But once you stepped inside, it was filled with suspiciously attractive boys and girls. Seeing that made me think, Yeah… this world really is inside a game.
After the closing ceremony ended, we left the academy with our friends. When I checked the time, it was only two o’clock. …Hm, that’s enough time to hang out for a bit before splitting up.
“Where should we go? Maybe that board game café over there…”
“…Huh? Eun-jung, you didn’t tell Seon-ah?”
“Ah, I forgot.”
“…What?”
Wait, am I being ostracized now? I stared at them blankly until Han-na kindly explained.
“We’re going shopping today. Taking the train to a bigger district. You free?”
“Uh, yeah… I am, but…”
I didn’t particularly hate shopping, and I had plenty of time… but had the usually meticulous Cha Eun-jung really forgotten to tell me about the plan? When I glanced at her, she was staring off into the distance, pretending not to hear. Something feels off… But I didn’t want to cancel, so I decided to just go along with it. It’s probably just a surprise or something. What could go wrong?
And so we boarded the train heading from the academy to the shopping district. The only problem was that we weren’t the only ones going out to have fun after the closing ceremony.
“Ugh, it’s so stuffy…”
“Just hold on a little longer. It’s only three stops.”
“…I’m the one who’s actually stuffy. Thanks to a certain someone.”
“Ahaha…”
I stood wedged in the corner near the train doors, with Eun-jung on my left and Han-na on my right. I’d tried to act like a gentleman by acting as their shield, but somehow I’d ended up pressing Eun-jung against my chest. When I checked on Han-na, she was calmly looking out the window as if nothing was wrong. …Well, it was hard to imagine Han-na ever feeling cramped by something like this. Besides, the people around her were already keeping as much distance as possible after seeing her intimidating expression.
As I stood there absentmindedly watching the scenery while the train rattled along, I suddenly felt something hard brush against my butt. Did someone’s bag bump into me? They could be more careful… The moment I focused on the view outside again, something touched me once more. …It felt strangely warm. It was probably someone’s hand touching me by mistake. Surely not… right?
I tried to ignore the creeping anxiety and focus again, but—
Squeeze.
…This was definitely intentional. For a second I wondered if Eun-jung or Han-na was messing with me, but Eun-jung was holding her phone in her left hand, blankly staring at a portal site’s main page, and Han-na was standing with her arms crossed, peacefully gazing out the window. Though… Eun-jung’s face did look a little flushed, her breathing was rough, and she seemed restless… When I glanced at her, she quickly peeked at me before snapping her eyes back to her phone. …?
Anyway, it clearly wasn’t either of them. I subtly turned my head to look behind me, but the molester had already pulled his hand away, so I couldn’t spot the culprit. No one looked particularly suspicious either. Uh… what should I do?
Yelling “There’s a molester here!” didn’t seem like a good idea. There were a lot of students from our academy on this train. If I caused a scene, it wouldn’t be long before even the cat napping in the academy lounge would know I’d been molested. I could already imagine how the other students would look at me… The boys’ stares were already uncomfortable enough. If my image became completely sexualized… ugh.
Grabbing the hand that was touching my ass wasn’t an option either. The train was way too crowded for me to move freely. Should I get off at the next stop and wait? …That wouldn’t work either. Unfortunately, this door only opened at the station where we needed to get off. I bit my lip hard and counted the remaining stops. Just two more… I can endure it. It’s not like it’ll wear off from being touched… It’s disgusting, but if I just hold on…
The moment I resigned myself, the molester’s touch grew bolder. What had been light brushes turned into gentle caresses, and then—
“Hngh…!”
He started kneading my ass however he pleased. A disgusting sensation like a snake crawling over my skin spread through me, yet at the same time—
“Mmm… hngh.”
A tingling feeling that started in my buttocks began crawling up my spine. Afraid that Eun-jung and Han-na would notice my disheveled expression, I hung my head low. You fucking bastard. If you’re going to touch, at least do it moderately. Why are you being so bold…!
As I struggled to hold back my moans, Eun-jung seemed to sense something was wrong and spoke to me.
“Seon-ah, what’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”
“Ah…”
Should I just ask Eun-jung for help? …No. If she found out I was being molested, she’d worry about me and the whole mood would be ruined. There was no need to ruin our fun outing. …I’ll just endure it a little longer.
“Mmm, my stomach just feels a bit off. I get motion sickness sometimes.”
“Really? I thought you were super tough and wouldn’t have problems like that… That’s surprising.”
“…If it gets really bad, tell me. I can clear a path through these people blocking the way.”
“…Thanks, Han-na. But I’m okay. You don’t have to worry too much.”
They really are such good friends. Almost too good for someone like me… So I have to pull myself together. Seeing my friends worry about me helped me steel my resolve, but—
“…!”
The molester started lifting my skirt, and my mentality began to crumble rapidly. This crazy bastard… He doesn’t even care if he gets caught anymore?
Using his entire hand, he leisurely yet persistently kneaded my now-exposed ass. What was even more disgusting was… the fact that I was starting to feel it. The area between my ass and thighs grew hot, and goosebumps prickled up the back of my neck. …I don’t think I can hold out much longer.
I quickly lifted my head to check the route map. Only one stop left until our station. “Hng… ah, ngh…!”
My waist was losing strength, and my legs were starting to tremble. On top of that, my nipples were painfully erect, and the slick juices that had pooled inside me were beginning to trickle down my thighs. The disgust toward the molester was being overtaken by a growing desire—I want to be touched more. I wish he’d touch me even more…
“Hek, hek, heeeek…”
Without realizing it, rough, animalistic breaths escaped my parted lips, and sticky, sweet saliva began dripping down—plop, plop. It’s okay. I can still hold on. Just a little more… just a little longer…
But unfortunately, I wasn’t the only one thinking “just a little more.” The hand that had been kneading my ass slid down along my crack, moving steadily lower. The molester’s target was probably…
!!!
“N-not there…!”
[This stop is City Hall. City Hall Station. The doors to exit are…]
The loud announcement signaling our station played, and the molester’s hand finally withdrew.