Drugs vs. Hypnosis 1
That first drinking game, which had started off somewhat forcibly, was Hand Disease. We took turns stating specific conditions, and anyone matching the condition folded a finger. A simple game, of course, but as a drinking game, anyone who folded all their fingers and lost had to drink.
Hwang Hyunji suggested chugging 500cc of beer in one go as punishment, but everyone said that was too much, so we decided to adjust it later. And with that, the game began.
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“Blondes, fold!”
“Aaaah!”
Choi Sunbok folded his last remaining finger. Hwang Hyunji and Choi Hyunho let out cheers. Before he knew it, three cups of beer were lined up in front of Choi Sunbok. Since 500cc was too much, we'd settled on three store cups at once as the final punishment. Honestly, even that felt a bit harsh, but with no good counterargument to Hwang Hyunji's insistence that it had to be punishing enough to count, there was nothing for it.
Besides, I hadn't gotten hit with punishment even once yet. So far, Choi Sunbok had been tagged four times, Choi Hyunho twice, and Hwang Hyunji once. Honestly, it was kinda fun. It'd been ages since I'd hung out drinking with people like this, and right now, only Choi Sunbok was getting sniped. As long as it wasn't me getting targeted, watching someone else take the hit was pretty entertaining.
“Drink up! Drink up!”
“Ugh, ack...”
Choi Sunbok squeezed his eyes shut and downed the three beers. His face was already flushed red by now. Twelve store cups might sound like a lot, but compared to 500cc, it was less than half the volume.
“Ah, my brother's weak to alcohol. The type who gets wasted off one shot of soju?”
“Ah, yeah...”
I must've looked puzzled, because Choi Hyunho explained. So Choi Sunbok was the lightweight type despite his name. You'd think from the name he'd be the kind chugging bowls of makgeolli in some rural village.
“Alright, next game, let's go!”
And the game started up again.
“...Black hair, fold!”
Me this time?
“Anyone under 180cm, fold.”
I folded along with Hwang Hyunji.
“Taller than me, fold!”
This time, everyone except Hwang Hyunji folded.
Now it was my turn. But I only had two fingers left. The other three each had at least four extended.
“...No way out of this, huh?”
Either way, I was doomed to lose. I dropped my hand with a deep sigh. Fine, whatever. I hadn't gotten hit once yet anyway. Once wouldn't kill me.
“This the one to drink?”
I poured beer into a silver cup. Filled three in a row and chugged them one after another.
“Haa...”
Refreshing. This place has good beer.
“Man, by now at least one or two should be passing out for it to be fun. Beer’s too weak, huh? We should really do the 500cc chug.”
“Even water’s hard to chug that much, no?”
“That’s why it’s punishment!”
“Someone might actually die...”
Hwang Hyunji kept pushing for the 500cc one-shot. No matter what, that was inhuman. I somehow calmed her down and we sat back to continue the game.
A few more rounds later.
“Gonna hit the bathroom—wanna come?”
Hwang Hyunji, who'd downed a few more beers, suggested we go together. I'd gotten hit once more and drunk some too. Not urgent, but maybe now.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
Hwang Hyunji and I got up and headed to the bathroom. But on the way, she suddenly glanced back and winked. What’s back there? I looked, but it was just the flushed Choi Sunbok and Choi Hyunho. Huh? Anyway, we used the bathroom and came back to our seats. The game resumed.
“...Aaaah!”
This time, Hwang Hyunji was the winner. She quickly tried to pour and drink from a cup.
“Nah, use this one instead.”
But Choi Hyunho snatched a cup, poured beer into a fresh one, and handed it over. What the? I couldn’t shake a weird, uneasy feeling and eyed the cup he'd taken. Then I spotted white powder residue on the rim.
...No way?
But my suspicion was wrong, apparently. Choi Hyunho suddenly grabbed that cup and started drinking from it himself.
“This was the one I’d been using anyway.”
Uh, was I overthinking? I scratched my head awkwardly and glanced at Hwang Hyunji. Her face was a bit flushed, eyes glazing over dreamily.
“Hyunji, you drunk?”
“Looks like it...”
Did she overdo it? She'd been talking big about 500cc shots. She picked up the third glass, wobbled, set it down on the table, and said,
“Can’t drink anymore... Black Rose...”
“Black Rose?”
Me?
“Just this once...”
I downed the beer she'd left. I hadn't drunk much overall, and my body felt fine—no sign I was weak to booze. One glass shouldn't do much.
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But it became reality. Right after that sip, heat surged through my body, my head spun, my breathing quickened...
“Haa, haa...”
I'd noticed Choi Sunbok was gone at some point—he was passed out on the floor. Must've blacked out after a few more.
“Hngh...”
That wasn't the issue. My body felt hypersensitive. Like sniffing Jung Taeyang's scent up close. Nipples hardening, pussy throbbing.
I stared at Choi Hyunho with unfocused eyes.
“Ahaha, Sebin's weak to booze too, huh?”
Choi Hyunho was sipping 500cc beer. With Hwang Hyunji snuggled up to him.
“Ahh... haang...♡”
Hwang Hyunji wore a melted, bitch-in-heat face the total opposite of before, yielding her body to him.
...Or was he using her?
Head's fuzzy. Can't think straight. Just like when Jung Taeyang hypnotized me. A bit lighter, I could still think some, but it felt eerily similar.
“Sebin, aren't you hot? All bundled up like that.”
“Wh-what... haa...”
His words alone shifted the temperature. Too hot, gonna go mad. I fanned myself frantically, sweat pouring, trying to cool my burning body.
“Why not strip? Like Hyunji. You'd cool right down.”
“Hngghk...♡”
...Hwang Hyunji? She'd been in pretty revealing clothes before, but now she was naked. Buck naked beside him, fingering her pussy hard...
“How's it look? Hyunji?”
“She looks... so good...”
“Right? Makes you forget the heat. Pretty nice, huh?”
...Yeah? Strip, masturbate... No, fuck. This is like hypnosis. Head's hazy, but damn similar to real hypnosis. I shook my head side to side, fighting to clear it. Felt a bit better.
“Huu...”
Body still scorching, though. I stood on wobbly legs. Gripped the table with trembling arms, scanned around. Other customers were gone somehow. Just us three. ...Four, counting passed-out Choi Sunbok on the floor.
“Haa... here, like this... haa... boss'll... catch us...”
“Nah, don't worry. I'm tight with the owner. Told him we're just hanging out longer, he said fine.”
“Hooooh♡”
Right on cue, Hwang Hyunji squirted in climax. Soaked his pants from his lap, body convulsing, head thrown back.
“Hngk♡ Hek♡ Heeeek...♡”
...Was I like that with Taeyang? Suddenly my pussy clenched and spasmed. Legs gave out; I slumped back into my seat. Good thing I had a pad—no leak. Wait. Can you get wet during your period? Come to think of it, no blood when I went to the bathroom with Hwang Hyunji earlier. Pad was spotless too. Wasn't my period? Then why the blood?
“How about it? Don't you wanna feel good?”
Those thoughts evaporated at Choi Hyunho's voice. He kneaded her tits, tormenting her; she twitched at every touch like she'd dosed on aphrodisiac, moaning lewdly.
“Heek♡ Hngk♡ Hnguuup...♡”
He pinched her nipple hard; she convulsed again, squirting.
“Don't you wanna feel good, Sebin? Heat'll vanish. I could make you feel amazing...”
He pointed downward. And there...
His dick.
“Ah, fuck.”
Snap. Heat gone, throbbing vanished like a dream. Strength flooded back; I shot to my feet. Choi Hyunho stared, panicked.
“Wh-what? How...”
“Dunno what, but...”
Honestly, his dick was so small it shocked me awake. Objectively, not tiny—above average, even. But so what. Compared to Taeyang's, it looked 7-8cm shorter easy.
Anyway, sane now, I realized shit was wrong. No clue how time flew, but clock said past midnight into next day.
“Dunno why it didn't work... but you ain't leaving.”
Choi Hyunho advanced. Bad vibe; I backed up. But not far—our table backed to a wall. I hit it, could only watch him approach.
“...Huh?”
And I saw someone else behind him. Jung Taeyang.