Anyone Can Touch Me... I'm a Toilet, Right?
The part-timer looked as if she hadn’t heard a single word I said. With a dreamy expression on her face, she slowly stretched out her trembling hand and squeezed my breast hard.
“Eut…?!”
“This… I’m allowed to touch this too… right?”
Still dazed from having my breast suddenly grabbed, I stared blankly at the part-timer’s red lips as she let out that strange question. I’d never seen this girl before today, so why was she suddenly touching my chest? And what did she mean by asking if she was allowed to touch it…?
“What are you even saying? And please, let go right now….”
“…I know what this is.”
“…?”
The part-timer’s young face was flushed with excitement as she continued speaking in a hesitant stutter.
“I once peeked over my little brother’s shoulder while he was secretly browsing the internet. It’s that thing… the toilet in the bathroom that anyone can touch. That’s what you are, right?”
“….”
It seemed the part-timer had mistaken me for a Public Toilet. Of course, from a glance, I could understand how someone might get the wrong idea… but couldn’t she at least consider that my friends had simply been touching my pussy? This was incredibly rude for someone I’d just met. It was a good thing I used to be a man on the inside. If I’d been a real woman, being called a public toilet and having my breasts groped like this by a complete stranger would have gotten her fired by tomorrow.
Anyway, I needed to clear up her misunderstanding and send her on her way.
“I’m not some kind of toilet. So please let go right now…!”
But even as I spoke, the part-timer acted like she couldn’t hear anything. Her eyes spun in circles as she continued eagerly fondling my breasts.
“Eut, s-stop it….”
My chest had been strangely sensitive lately, and now a pretty girl I’d never met was kneading it roughly. I could feel my breathing growing sweeter, my body heating up from the inside.
I tried to pull her hand away myself before things got any weirder, but after climaxing so intensely that I’d nearly lost consciousness multiple times, my body had no strength left. Far from overpowering her, I was easily subdued in return.
“This is part of it too, right? The whole resisting concept to make me touch you even more aggressively.”
She held my wrist lightly in one hand, grinning dreamily as she stared at me with hazy eyes. I opened my mouth to try and persuade her somehow, to break out of this increasingly bizarre situation….
“That’s not what this is… please stop, I’m begging you…♡”
Before I knew it, a voice that sounded like I was throwing a coquettish tantrum had slipped out. Even though I told myself this was wrong… the moment I realized I couldn’t possibly resist her forced touches, both my body and mind naturally surrendered to the girl in front of me.
The thought that I might truly become nothing more than a helpless public toilet slowly began to dominate my mind. To this young girl—who would normally have squealed and called me “Prince” while following me around—I found myself making a vulgar female face and letting out a sticky, bitch-like voice.
“My breasts… you shouldn’t touch them so lewdly….”
“….”
The part-timer stared at me blankly for a moment, swallowed hard, then…
“Eut, haaang♡”
She climbed straight onto my body, one hand roughly kneading a breast while latching her mouth onto the other with a wet chup. She sucked hard enough to make her cheeks hollow, then teased my swollen nipple with her tongue, flicking and licking it gently.
The pressure of my nipple being sucked into the warm cavity of her mouth, the slick texture of her wet tongue rubbing against my hypersensitive bud, the feeling of my large breasts being obscenely deformed under her small hands. The tingling pleasure rising from my chest, my pounding heart, the sweet scent of my own breath….
“Ah, hehet…♡ huuk♡”
I forgot why I’d even come here or where I was. Pinned beneath a part-timer I’d never met before, my breasts thoroughly caressed, I twisted and writhed while sticky moans spilled from my lips.
After sucking on my chest for a long while, the part-timer suddenly glanced at her wristwatch.
“Mmm, slurp, slooorp… …Huu.”
She pulled her lips away with a regretful look. A thin strand of saliva stretched between her wet mouth and my glistening breast.
“…I have to get back to work now.”
As if answering the confusion in my eyes, she spoke in a small voice. Relief that I was finally free from this situation washed over me, yet at the same time, one side of my chest felt strangely disappointed.
“Um… before I go, can I take a picture? Oh, don’t worry—I’ll make sure your face doesn’t show.”
A picture, huh… Well, I wasn’t planning on coming back to this karaoke place anyway, so it probably didn’t matter. I nodded at the girl whose eyes were sparkling with anticipation.
“…Sure. That’s fine.”
“Really? Thank you so much…!”
The part-timer bowed quickly, then hurriedly pulled out her phone from her pocket. Even though she said she wouldn’t show my face, I still gently covered my eyes with the back of my hand just in case. With my other hand, I even made a peace sign.
…Why was it so quiet?
“…Did you take it?”
“Huh? Ah, yes…! I, I took it.”
When I lowered my hand, the part-timer was standing there clutching her phone tightly with both hands, her face even redder than before.
“Um… thank you so, so much! Have a good day!”
“….”
She quickly said her goodbyes, flung open the partition door, and scampered away like she was fleeing.
…Have a good day? What exactly was I supposed to have a good day doing?
I let out a deep sigh and moved my shaky arms to pick up the dildo.
“Haa….”
Should I put this back in or not? After a brief moment of hesitation about how to handle the dildo, I decided to put it back in my bag. My body was already exhausted and overly sensitive… if I shoved something like this inside my pussy now, I really would lose it.
I pulled out a new plastic bag from inside my bag, sealed the wet dildo inside, and pushed it deep into the bottom of my bag.
Finally, when I looked down to put my clothes back on… I saw my breasts, faintly red with handprints and glistening all over with saliva. My lower belly still had a long streak of moisture from where I’d rested the wet dildo. And below that was my pussy, in such a ruined state that it was hard to describe.
It had already been covered in foamy love juices, but now several fresh strands were clearly dripping down. On top of that, probably from being violently stirred by the dildo so many times, my pussy lips had swollen up thickly.
…Anyone who saw this would think I’d just had wild sex.
For now, I should at least wipe off the moisture with some tissue and then get dressed. As I reached for the tissue roll beside me… suddenly, the bathroom door burst open, followed by the sharp click-clack of high heels that stopped right in front of my stall.
Then came the sound of water running at the sink. My head, frozen stiff from shock, creaked as I slowly turned it. There, reflected in the mirror, was the back of an elegantly dressed woman washing her hands at the sink.
“Haa… I thought I might finally get a boyfriend this time. Why do I always end up attracting nothing but horny brats like that?”
The woman pouted as she washed her hands thoroughly, then pulled a small pouch from her handbag and lifted her head. At that moment—
“At this rate I’ll be alone again this year too… …Huh?”
Our eyes met in the mirror. Me, standing there exhausted with my sweat- and love-juice-covered, swollen red pussy completely exposed, and her, holding her pouch and grumbling while trying to fix her makeup.
Her eyes widened as she looked me up and down, then she let out a cute “Kyaaak!” and covered her face with both hands. A moment later, her fingers parted slightly… revealing two huge, round eyes staring through the gap.
“Um… what, what exactly are you doing?”
“I-It’s nothing…!”
“….”
Only then did I snap back to my senses. I frantically covered my pussy and breasts with my hands and hung my head in shame.
What am I going to do… I let another stranger see me like this…. What if this person gets weird ideas too? No, that was just because the part-timer was strange… this time it’ll be fine.
“Excuse me?”
“Y-Yes…!”
“…I’m asking what you were doing in the women’s bathroom dressed so lewdly.”
Her face flushed red as she swallowed hard. She glanced toward the bathroom door, picked up her fallen pouch and put it back in her handbag, then took a deep, rough breath… and began slowly, very slowly, walking toward me.
No way…. Right?
In the end, I ended up letting yet another stranger touch my body.
I was pushed against the inside of the stall, kissed relentlessly while my pussy was fingered, and only released after I came twice. It was nice that she personally wiped my body clean while I was still staggering… but when she pulled out her wallet and asked how much I charged, I was truly speechless.
What exactly did she think I was? When I told her I didn’t take money and practically chased her out, the dumbfounded look on her face is still burned into my memory.
“Seon-ah, why were you on the phone for so long?”
I forced my completely drained body to move and returned to the room where my friends were playing. The friend sitting near the entrance grabbed me and asked.
“…Phone?”
“Yeah. Earlier, when Kim Soyeon and the others came back from getting some fresh air, they said you were on a call.”
“…Ah.”
It seemed the friends who had given me Pussy Management earlier had made up an excuse for why I was taking so long to return.
…They really should have gone easier on me from the start.
“Yeah. My parents who are overseas called….”
“I see.”
Mom, Dad… I’m sorry…. I apologized in my heart to the parents I’d never even seen, then quickly plopped down in an empty seat before any more questions could come.
In the dark room, I used the sound of singing as a lullaby, nodding off with my head drooping until I finally drifted into a deep, sweet sleep.