Dancing with the Chocolate Abs PE Teacher (1)
[Tonnun Gym] That's the name of the gym I'm starting to go to today. The name feels a bit childish, but since all the guys in my department recommend it, I decided to give it a try.
'My strength is way too weak.' Not just against girls, but even the other guys in my department overpower me by a mile. In my previous life, I was pretty strong—did plenty of day labor jobs—but here, I can barely lift a single sack of rice. So I resolved to start working out, partly for self-defense.
'But what if I bulk up too much from overdoing it?' In this world, men are still bigger than women in height and muscle mass, but for some reason, we're hopelessly weaker. Our science teacher said it's due to differences in muscle quality... I still can't get used to the sight of ripped gym bros getting overpowered by middle school girls.
'Not that it'd happen to me.' Of course, even after hitting puberty, nothing's changed for me. No muscles, no facial hair. My height's still about elementary school level. So isn't it overthinking things to worry about turning into a musclehead from a little exercise?
'Still, if it works out well, I should come with Somi. Her belly fat's been piling up lately.' Somi has such a cute, glamorous face that a bit of pudge just makes her more endearing, but when I squeeze her, I don't want that puh-shin softness turning into a mul-keong squish.
Lost in these thoughts, I pushed open the gym door and stepped inside.
The glass door jingled with a bell, revealing a woman at the counter and a ponytail girl pounding away on a treadmill. Their chests gave away that they were definitely women.
'Not many people here.' The guys hyped it up, so I figured it'd be packed. The facilities look decent, but something feels off. Ominous, even.
'It's a public gym. They can't pull anything weird on me.' As long as it's not some reckless rapist psycho like Kang Ye-jin.
I flashed back to the amusement park nightmare. Being hoisted up against the filthy toilet wall, her pussy clamping down like a vise, pounding me like a human toilet...
I flinched.
'Fuck, what the hell was that thought.' Just entertaining it made my head burn. I scurried to the counter to cool off in the AC.
"Can I get a day pass?"
"Sure, that's 11,000 won."
I pulled my debit card from my wallet, handed it to the receptionist, and headed to the locker room to change.
'Should've just worn my gym clothes.' Feels like I'm screaming "beginner." Kinda embarrassing.
I quickly stripped off my top, then my pants.
'...Is this normal?' One suspiciously shiny screw hole. The smooth surface creeped me out.
'Better plug it.' Might be paranoia, but could be a hidden camera. I stuffed some tissue in it. That should do. The unease eased a bit.
Changed fully, I stepped out and scoped the place.
'But where do I even start?' Can't just grab a bench press as a newbie. Better warm up first.
I hopped on a treadmill, set it to a jog, and started running.
Tak-tak-tak-tak.
'Hah... hah... Tougher than I thought.' Humans evolved to run, right? But two minutes in, I'm already gasping.
'How shit is my stamina...' No wonder I pass out during sex. Aching in my frail body, I kept pushing.
Beep, beep.
'What the—' The ponytail girl from the corner stopped her treadmill, glanced at me, and started up the one right next to mine.
'Her face rings a bell.' Someone from school? Nah, she looks a bit older. Hat's shading her face anyway.
'Another weirdo latching on.' Curiosity got me; I called out to her mid-stride.
"Hey."
"N... yeah?"
"Do I know you?"
No beating around the bush. Not my style.
I hit her straight with it while she panicked.
"Uh, w-well... Hey, Siwoo...?"
"Teacher?"
The ponytail belonged to our class's PE teacher. The one with the light tan and those straight-up chocolate abs. Kids said she was an ex-boxer or something. Not that I care. Only girl on my mind is Somi. Plus, she always eyes me like a perv. More annoyance than pleasant surprise hit me.
"Oh my, what a coincidence~"
"..."
"Here to work out too? Want the teacher to show you the ropes?"
The vibe turned awkward fast. I quietly stopped my treadmill and stared her down from atop it.
"Hehe..."
Look at her, sweating buckets, acting all unnatural. She's definitely plotting something shady.
'Not falling for it anymore.' Time to find another gym. Sharing one with her spells trouble.
"Something came up. Sorry to waste your time."
"Hey! W-wait! You just got here!"
"Got a call."
"Don't lie! I saw you—it's obvious bullshit...!"
She scrunched her face like the world's most wronged victim, protesting. But I'd already tuned her out.
Stepping down toward the locker room—
She grabbed me.
"Hey! Just hear me out once. Please?"
"Let go. Before I call the cops."
"Once! I'm your teacher! Just once, listen—please?"
What's she prepping that's got her begging like this? On her knees any second. Pathetic.
"What is it?"
"Ah, uh, I think you're misunderstanding! I just wanted to teach you some exercises, purely!"
"Sure."
"Yeah!"
"Bye. Don't follow. Reporting you now."
"Aaaahhh!!!!"
Loud pipes on her. Sounded like a crow.
These days, cops can lock you up on suspicion alone. And with CCTV catching her bullshit, she's done. Fired, homeless—whatever.
I ignored her wailing and slipped into the locker room. Did she realize her fate? Her cries from beyond sounded pitiful.
Thud thud!
"Hey! Han Siwoo! You dare ignore me?!"
'What the fuck...' She's lost it? Staff's at the counter—yelling threats and banging doors?
"Come out!! I'll spank your ass!!"
"Hey, you crazy?"
Freaking out over a student turning down workout help? How unhinged do you have to be for this shitshow—in public!
"Come out!"
"Keep this up and I'll c-call the cops!"
"Cops? Ha! Little shit's already learning bad habits."
Rattle rattle, creeeak.
'What! Why's the door opening?'
"Door's been busted forever. You're fucked!"
This junkheap gym. Slam—the men's locker room door shut again. Wait, staff saw everything—why no help?
"You ignored me, huh?"
"Huh?"
"Treating me like some spinster virgin!"
"Never s-said th—that... Ack!"
Thwack!
This gorilla-ass PE teacher didn't hesitate to punch a smaller guy. Her fist sank right into my gut, crumpling me effortlessly.
"Kuhk..."
"Get up! Punks like you need a beating. Dickless worm ignoring a woman?"
"W-wait..."
Terror. Real, I'm gonna die terror washed over me. What the hell did I do to deserve this?
"Hngh... hurts, hurts..."
"Twisting my good intentions into something pervy? What, 'thirty-year-old virgin gorilla bitch?' You fucking lost it!?"
"Never said th—"
Thud!
My words cut off as she stomped my head into the floor. Nose crushed flat.
"Ugh, urgh..."
"C'mere!"
She snatched my nape like a kitten, plopped on the locker bench, draped my limp body over her knees, and smack—slapped my ass hard.
"Aah!"
"Look at this tender ass. Who said it was slutty!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Ass on fire. Shock rippling deep into my guts, igniting everything. ...Pathetic—I'm hard now.
"Y'know everyone stares at your ass and dick in PE?"
"Nooo..."
"Dying to grope that sweat-soaked butt. Lucky me—wanna feel?"
"! Nooo!"
Swoosh—pants yanked down despite my protests.
"Huh? It's hard."
"Hngh... fuck, fuck!"
"Kinky type, huh. Older woman spanking you... Kihehe..."
"I'm reporting you, rapist bitch!"
Squish squish.
She kneaded my stinging, heated ass.
"Decided. You're training with me from now on."
I had no say.