Exposure 1
"Ah, by the way."
Jung Taeyang suddenly spoke up. The way he grinned while talking to me felt off-putting somehow.
"Aren't you exposing yourself to me right now? Doesn't it get you all excited or something?"
He said it with a straight face, like it was the most normal thing in the world. Ha, seriously. Even if he's the protagonist, there are limits to how weird he can be.
"As if. I'm just undergoing an inspection right now. How is this exposure?"
Exposure means baring your body in public or outdoors. It's about getting that thrill and forbidden pleasure from the shame and risk. How could a simple inspection count as exposure? No matter how I thought about it, his logic made no sense. My brow furrowed involuntarily.
"Haha, just kidding. Kidding."
For it to be a joke, it has to be funny first. What he just said was like asking someone to laugh at "the sun rising in the west." An old man's dad joke would have been funnier.
"Anyway, we still need to do the inspection."
"Oh, right."
But how do we proceed? From Lee Sebin's memories, inspections could only happen through exposure acts. And yet, I couldn't just expose myself now that we were actually doing an inspection.
"Ah, then how about stepping out like that for now?"
I followed Jung Taeyang's suggestion and headed outside. The health room in this school was right next to the classrooms—not the first-years', but on the same line as the third-years'. As soon as I stepped into the hallway, a chill crept up my bare skin. Hallways are always the coldest spots, and without clothes, my body started shivering uncontrollably.
"How's that? Feeling horny yet?"
"As if. This is just part of the inspection."
What the hell is he on about? An inspection wasn't something to be ashamed of. It was perfectly normal.
"Oh, so that's how it works? Then the inspection's over. We'll do it later. Inspection complete!"
"...Huh?"
The inspection was over. Which meant this situation—being caught naked in the hallway by someone else, not even during an inspection...
"Eek, eekaaaah!"
I was exposed and caught. Shame surged through me like mad. My trembling hands snatched up my scattered clothes from the health room floor. I tried desperately to dress, but my panic made it impossible to do it right. Jung Taeyang watched me with gleaming, amused eyes the whole time. If this had been him peeking, it'd be different, but since I'd exposed myself, I couldn't complain... It was entirely my fault, so all I could do was glance nervously at him while fumbling with my clothes.
"U-um..."
"Yeah?"
"Keep it a secret... please..."
Was it because I'd become Lee Sebin? She'd never been caught before, but on my first try, here I was. Had I even tried exposing myself before? No, more importantly—this was the real issue right now. Sure, hypnosis was one thing, but if word got out that I was some exhibitionist slut flashing on my first day, my life was over. I might be able to switch back to a guy's body someday, but if I had to live like this forever... I couldn't survive that. And maybe my desperate plea worked, because Jung Taeyang gave a positive response.
"Got it. My lips are sealed."
"For real?"
"Pfft... Of course. Everyone's got their kinks."
He stepped closer and patted my head. This fucking asshole. Getting my head patted by a guy felt gross. But I wasn't in a position to complain, so I played it cool.
"Ah, but can't we measure now? You got caught, but you did expose yourself."
"Hmm?"
Come to think of it, my nipples and clit were throbbing, swollen to the point of pain. They looked plenty big enough to measure.
"So, inspection time?"
"Nah, not an inspection... Why don't you measure yourself?"
Jung Taeyang beamed as he handed me the measuring tool. I took it and shot him a look.
"Why are you staring like that?"
"This isn't an inspection anymore. You don't need to stick around."
My glare was a not-so-subtle hint to leave, but he just smirked like he didn't get it—or pretended not to. There was no way I could chase off a guy with my weak girl body. I'd lose in a straight fight anyway. In the end, I just stared him down. He kept grinning that creepy grin.
"Come on, you got caught by me anyway. What's it matter?"
"Ahh..."
He had a point. But thinking about showing my body to a dude made me want to puke. This fucking gay bastard.
"You gay or something?"
"Gay why?"
I couldn't hold it in anymore! But I really didn't want to show my body to some guy. We stayed in that standoff for a few minutes. Or maybe just a few dozen seconds. Either way, we glared at each other until Jung Taeyang backed down.
"...Haha. Fine, fine. I'll do the measuring then."
"Haa, seriously..."
Should've said that from the start. Feeling triumphant, I started stripping again. Even if I'd gotten caught exposing, no way was I showing my body to a creep like you...
...Wait, why did I expose myself? Because Lee Sebin had severe exhibitionism? But I didn't have to follow her tendencies, right?
"...Huh?"
My head felt dizzy. Like I wasn't myself. Sure, this body wasn't mine, but my mind was definitely the guy's. So why had I gone along with her fetish? My thoughts fogged up like a misty haze. The truth felt just beyond it. I drifted toward the fog, pushing past whatever was blocking my mind. And beyond it was...
"Eek?!"
My train of thought shattered. My nipple had been suddenly pinched.
"Whoa, these are huge. Nipples almost 2 cm, huh."
Jung Taeyang had apparently finished measuring. The numbers on the paper: 1.9, 1.8. Definitely big.
"Now the bottom."
"Ah, okay."
I spread my legs again, presenting my pussy. I'd almost glimpsed something important, but this took priority... right?
...Right?
*
After that, time passed normally. I turned in the questionnaire, various teachers came for orientation, and before I knew it, classes were over. It was only 1 PM, but luckily, this school did short classes for the entrance ceremony. At the end of homeroom, I got some notices and precautions, then left school.
All in all, the first day wasn't bad. Getting caught exposing to Jung Taeyang was a bit awkward, but since I wasn't hypnotized, it wasn't a big deal. There were only the two of us there anyway. If he said anything, I could just deny it and make him look crazy. Who flashes like a maniac on their first day anyway...? It wasn't my fault. Yeah. Right.
"Ugh, what a pain. Gotta go take pictures again."
Shaking off the nagging thoughts, I headed to the sticker photo booth. The reason was in the notice from homeroom. It was a long ramble, but basically: come get your student ID photo taken for your ID.
That's why I was heading there before going home. For some reason, there were no photo studios in this area. Felt more rundown than a decent countryside spot. But it looked fancier than a big city on the surface—total cognitive dissonance.
"Ah, there it is."
The sticker photo booth was a small booth shape. It had a door, but it didn't reach the floor, so you could see underneath. Not that it mattered—we were just taking student ID photos, not anything weird...
Then why this weird feeling?
"How does this thing work?"
Inside the booth, I fiddled with the settings. I'd never used one before, so it took a while, but I finally got it right. Once set, a start message popped up on the screen. Click that, and it begins shooting, I guess. After confirming, I checked the notice again.
First: one full-body nude shot. One horse-riding pose with double peace signs. One ahegao face. One at the moment of climax...
"What? These conditions are insane!"
Not weird pictures exactly, but far from easy. For a former guy like me, definitely not.
"Sigh..."
What can you do? Getting isekai'd into this world was my fault to begin with. I stripped off all my clothes, set them aside, and stood in front of the camera. First time using one of these, so I was a little tense... but no other choice.
Just take the damn pictures. Ignoring my strangely pounding heart, I steeled myself and hit start.