The Convenience Store Test
I burst into the bathroom the moment I got home, stripping off my clothes as I went. I wiped away the slick arousal that had dripped down between my legs, again and again. I scrubbed until my skin turned red, then stood under cold water to cool my fevered mind.
…Something was clearly wrong with me lately.
At first, I’d told myself it was normal to feel something when my breasts were touched. After all, wasn’t it strange not to feel anything when pretty girls were touching me? That was how I’d managed to accept the idea of The Test. I’d been so sure I wasn’t a pervert. Even if passing the test would be difficult, I could hold my head high because I knew I had nothing to be ashamed of.
But the moment I caught myself hoping they’d notice I was wearing slutty panties… that was obviously wrong. Was my head broken, or was my body?
“Haa…”
No matter how much I thought about it, no answer came. Or rather, I knew the answer but refused to accept it. Because the moment I admitted it, I would no longer deserve to stand beside them….
I turned off the shower and looked in the mirror. …I looked ridiculous, like a drowned baby mouse. Get a grip. Looking like this, there was no point in being next to Eun-jung and Han-na. I just had to pull myself together, stay confident, and pass the test like I was supposed to.
When I left the bathroom and was about to get dressed, I spotted the string panties again. I supposed I had to get used to these too. Steel myself, I slipped them back on. Maybe because no one was watching, I didn’t feel nearly as lewd as I had outside. All I really noticed was the thin string nestled in the cleft of my pussy and the tiny beads that brushed and pressed against my clit with every movement.
…Was it weird that even these sensations barely affected me anymore? And the fact that I’d never felt much when I tried masturbating at home before… it seemed my body had an absurdly high tolerance for self-inflicted stimulation. What kind of messed-up body did I even have?
Still, practice was practice. I decided to keep wearing them. With the string panties underneath, I pulled on black dolphin shorts and a white t-shirt.
“Ugh…!”
When I stretched and checked the clock, dinner time had already come and gone. …Maybe I’d just run to the convenience store.
I was browsing the shelves at the convenience store near my house when my phone rang. It was Eun-jung.
“Hey, Eun-jung. What’s up?”
“Seon-ah. I’m actually near your place right now… If it’s okay, I was thinking of spending the night.”
“Huh? Didn’t you say you had plans?”
“I did, but not enough people showed up so it got canceled.”
“Then just come to my house and…”
Wait, why did her voice sound so clear? I turned my head to the right, and sure enough, there was Cha Eun-jung holding her phone and smiling brightly at me.
“How did you know I was here?”
“I stopped by to grab something to bring over before heading to your place. Then I saw you.”
With a soft giggle, Cha Eun-jung pulled me into a hug. I barely had time to enjoy the softness of her body before her hand suddenly slipped down into my shorts.
“E-Eun-jung?”
“Mmm… You’re still wearing the panties I gave you? I thought you’d rush home and change right away. How surprising.”
“No, it’s just… I wanted to get used to them…”
“Hehe… For someone just ‘getting used to them,’ you’re awfully wet.”
Eun-jung rubbed her slick-coated index and middle fingers together, staring at me with the triumphant expression of a detective who’d caught the culprit red-handed. I really had only worn them to get used to the feeling… But seeing that ‘You’re actually enjoying this, aren’t you?’ look on her face made me wonder if maybe I really had wanted this after all.
Had I secretly hoped to wear these slutty panties out in public again, to feel other people’s eyes on me and experience that dizzying thrill once more? When I thought about what had happened to me outside while wearing them, it would have made far more sense to just order delivery instead of going out for a lunchbox. So why had I insisted on leaving the house?
The more I doubted myself, the more my confidence in my own thoughts began to crumble.
“It’s okay, Seon-ah. I’m your friend, right?”
“Y-yeah…”
“So even if you got curious and decided to wear them out again, I’d never judge you for it.”
“…”
Eun-jung took both my hands in hers, and I felt her warmth seep into my palms.
“Be honest with me. You wore the string panties because you wanted to feel that naughty thrill again, didn’t you?”
“Well…”
“Answer me.”
“……Yes.”
Listening to Eun-jung’s gentle, coaxing voice slowly calmed my racing heart. That’s right. There was no way someone as understanding, protective, and caring as Eun-jung could be wrong. If anyone was wrong here, it had to be me.
“It’s fine. That sort of thing can happen… Apparently there are a lot of girls with tastes like that. So you don’t have to try so hard to hide it.”
“…Thank you, Eun-jung.”
I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. Could someone really be this kind? Both Han-na and Eun-jung… I was surrounded by such good friends.
“Oh, perfect timing! I can help you out then!”
“Huh?”
Eun-jung wrapped her left arm around my waist, then smoothly slid her hand down to grab the front of my string panties.
…Wait, what?
“There’s a CCTV camera in that corner, so you absolutely cannot make a sound, okay?”
“W-what are you— ngh!”
Eun-jung suddenly yanked the front of the string panties upward. The beads dragged roughly across my already swollen clit. Sparks exploded behind my eyes and my knees nearly gave out, but Eun-jung’s firm grip around my waist kept me upright. I clamped my right hand over my mouth and frantically scanned the store. Thankfully, we were the only customers, and the part-timer seemed completely absorbed in her phone.
“Haa… ngh… haa…”
The beads slid up and down under Eun-jung’s control. The more aroused I became, the more my clit swelled, making each little bump against the beads feel even more intense. My legs started to tremble as strength left my hips. Eun-jung pulled me closer, letting me lean against her body.
“Does it feel that good?”
“N-no… haa… i-it’s nothing special…”
Even though Eun-jung had taken my little outing in stride… if I showed too much pleasure here, it would definitely cause problems with The Test. I had to make it look like nothing more than innocent curiosity…
…!
“Hngh…! Haau, haa, ngh!”
The moment I finished speaking, Eun-jung’s hand moved faster. What had been slow, deliberate tugs suddenly became rapid, relentless strokes—schlick, schlick, schlick—until I started to worry my clit might actually swell up from the friction.
“How about now? Still nothing special?”
At Eun-jung’s teasing question, I couldn’t even open my mouth for fear a moan would slip out. I just shook my head desperately. I absolutely, positively could not admit it. I couldn’t… but my head was growing hazy, and my clit burned like it was on fire.
If this kept up, someone was going to notice… I somehow managed to lift my head, which had drooped toward the floor, and glanced at the counter. The part-timer was still staring at her phone… But if she looked up now, she’d see me leaning against Eun-jung like a helpless doll, face flushed, hand clamped over my mouth, body trembling.
Anyone would think something was wrong. If the clerk came over asking if the customer was okay… she’d find me pathetically cumming, dripping with arousal because my friend was tugging on my string panties…
“…!”
The second I imagined the clerk seeing me like that, a violent shiver ran through my entire body. I squeezed my thighs together, toes curling, and came hard. I could feel my juices soaking through the dolphin shorts and running down my thighs, but with both hands covering my mouth, I couldn’t do anything to stop it.
Drained by the aftershocks of my orgasm, I completely missed the sound of footsteps approaching from behind.
“Ma’am? Are you alright?”
“Ah…”
My mind went completely blank. What do I do now? How could I possibly explain this? What if she called the police? I felt a surge of resentment toward Eun-jung for pushing me this far, but at the same time, I suddenly wondered what kind of expression the clerk was making. Was she looking at me with pure concern? Suspicion? Or… disgust?
“My friend seems to be feeling unwell because of her period. I’m sorry for causing a fuss.”
“Ah, I see…”
Eun-jung smoothly covered for my silence with a believable lie and sent the clerk away.
…I don’t remember much after that. The next thing I knew, I was lying on my bed with Eun-jung sitting beside me. Seeing her smile silently down at me, I felt a tiny spark of resentment.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Did I do something wrong?”
“…”
…Right. How could Eun-jung have known it would turn out like this? She’d only been trying to help me. Of course there had probably been some testing involved, but she couldn’t have intended for me to cum so shamefully in front of someone else.
Still… when the clerk had approached, I’d been absolutely terrified. Really and truly.
I turned toward Eun-jung and wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.