Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Sexual Harassment
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I couldn't even remember this girl's name...
But damn, she had some persistence. Even though she'd noticed I was awake, she wouldn't stop the hand that had started groping me.
She made sure the other squad members wouldn't hear,
blowing hot breath right into my right ear...
"Hnnngh..."
She groped me secretly. I barely managed to block her hand from slipping inside my PT pants, but she didn't give up on that weak resistance and kept fondling away.
I never imagined I'd feel the sensation of a flat palm grabbing my ass. I'd always thought stuff like this happened to women.
"Haa..."
Pressing her body right up against mine,
shoving her tits against my arm,
she kneaded away with relentless obsession.
To be honest, it wasn't that unpleasant. It just hurt a bit, which threw me off.
I'd noticed it back when I was with Drill Sergeant Kate, but the women here had some serious grip strength. They were just strong all around.
Now I finally got why they ran so fast during morning PT. It seemed like the women in this world had some incredible physical advantages.
"Mm..."
But that strength was being put to seriously wrong use. This girl was a perfect example.
I had no idea how pent-up her lust was, but to grope the ass of her bunkmate like this...
Now her lips were even touching my ear. I could feel every moist wrinkle.
"Hee..."
How the hell was I supposed to react to this?
Should I just bolt up and kick her?
Or threaten her to cut it out...?
While I was mulling it over and letting it slide, her hand got even bolder. The fingers circling the outside of my pants now pushed straight inside.
Normally, I'd have let it go to see how far she'd take it, but I didn't have the luxury right now.
I'd already busted twice earlier, so I wasn't in the mood for more. Besides, her groping felt more like she was satisfying her own urges than trying to make me feel good, which left a bad taste.
So I just gently pushed her hand away.
Expecting her to take the hint, I went with the mildest approach possible...
"Huuuuh..."
But fuck.
Was this bitch crazy?
If anything, my resistance seemed to turn her on more, and she started thrashing to shove her hand even deeper. It was so ridiculous I almost laughed.
Even the little moans she huffed into my ear were starting to piss me off. It wasn't disgusting or anything, but her clinging and making me hot was getting on my nerves.
"...Knock it off, would you?"
So I said it plain and clear. I turned my head to stare her down with a glare.
I didn't care if the other trainees heard. I couldn't just leave this girl alone until I went to the bathroom to clean up.
No matter how I sliced it, she was treating me like an easy mark. If I didn't shut this down now, she'd keep seeing me that way, so I had to show these women in this world that I wouldn't put up with it.
"..."
But she just stared back at me with wide eyes, like I was the crazy one. The dim night light made our faces all too clear.
"Ahem, hmm."
Finally coming to her senses, she rolled over, stopping her bold assault. You had to read the room—this was why pushing boundaries after someone said no was a problem.
And anyway, I was headed to the bathroom to wash up now, so she had no excuse to keep groping me.
I shoved the blanket aside and got up,
put on my PT uniform properly,
and made sure to pull on my socks and boots...
"Ugh."
I flipped off the girl next to me openly as I left the barracks.
I had no idea what kind of life she'd lived to pull shit like this. Did the men in this world just let women grope them without a word?
I couldn't stand it. If she'd been as smoking hot as Drill Sergeant Kate, I might've tolerated it, but she wasn't even close, so my patience ran thin.
The women here were generally hotter than back in Korea, sure, but I still had standards. And after Kate had sucked me off just hours ago, my bar was even higher...
Nah, honestly, it was unavoidable. Just a few hours earlier, a cat-eared beauty with a tail had given me a cleaning blowjob, so when some average girl who didn't measure up started groping me out of nowhere...
Shhh—
"Tch."
So I used soap to scrub a little more thoroughly. Better safe than sorry on all fronts.
It wasn't easy washing up with the CQ duty girl outside possibly peeking in, but I had to do what I had to do.
"Hngh—"
But then I heard a very familiar sound right by my ear again.
The rough breathing unique to these already-aroused women, the kind I'd heard to death just now.
She seemed to be trying to stay quiet since someone was outside, but it was all too audible in here.
From the squelching sounds,
to the moans leaking out despite her hand over her mouth.
"Ah—"
Did she even care about hiding it?
Fuck.
My head was starting to hurt.
Something was seriously off about this place.
Even cramming a bunch of horny twenty-something guys into a training camp back home didn't lead to this kind of nonstop lust explosion.
We'd hear urban legends about mysterious white sticky stuff in the toilets after they played celebrity or idol videos sometimes, but...
It'd been less than a week since we enlisted.
Squelch— squelch!
And yet they were so backed up they jerked off at every opportunity.
Now all those leering stares I'd gotten made perfect sense. People in this world definitely had stronger sex drives than Earthlings.
But after dealing with this shit so much, I'd gone numb to it—and their behavior struck me as downright primitive.
What were they, cavemen?
Did they only think about sex whenever they got a chance?
Thud thud—
I shook off my hands and headed back to the barracks, but I couldn't shake the image of that noisy third stall in the bathroom.
My military life ahead looked bleak.
Sure, steamy encounters with someone like Drill Sergeant Kate were a net gain for me, but if every woman here was a lust monster acting like uncivilized primitives...
No matter how I thought about it, it felt dangerous.
My stamina was finite. And I only had one body.
If I accidentally got on their bad side, I'd end up treated like some creepy pervert, wouldn't I? Hell, they were already groping me out of nowhere...
And dismissing them as "just girls" wouldn't cut it—they all had killer physiques. I'd lose in a fight.
I'd probably lose to the girl next to me too. Threatening her like that earlier might've been a risky move.
Anyway.
The chaotic day finally drew to a close.
Back in the barracks, the smell must've faded because people started drifting off one by one, and CQ shifts rotated in...
The girl next to me still wiggled her fingers a bit, but she didn't touch me again.
Yeah,
seemed like I'd handled it okay...
But the next morning.
"Hoo..."
After barely finishing PT,
as we lined up drenched in sweat for chow,
that shady girl from last night—who'd shoved her hand under my blanket—glanced my way while giggling with her squad buddies she'd gotten chummy with.
Separate from her decent looks,
it soured my mood seeing the girls exchange lewd gestures and openly roast me.
"Jeong-woo, sleep well?"
"Hey, hey, they say cream soup for breakfast today. You like cream soup, Jeong-woo?"
Some girls acted normal around me after I'd brushed off the cum-related jokes, but they still came on strong, which was exhausting.
At first, all the attention felt good, like I was popular, but thinking it over, it wasn't such a great deal.
The subtle skinship while acting all friendly wore me out too. Arms casually draped over my shoulders, hands brushing my thighs...
I told them not to stick so close since I was sweaty, but it didn't change much. They just made a fuss and waved it off.
"Pfft, what sweat smell? It's fine. I have rhinitis, so I don't notice."
"Actually, it's go— Nah, don't worry about it."
The women here fell into two categories.
Ones who pretended to be nice while hitting on me,
and ones who bided their time for a chance to fool around.
"Huff—"
The only one who didn't fit was Mino.
Not content with PT,
she kept up her solo workout even back in the barracks.
The only thing that unified this madhouse of a barracks was the voice from the ceiling speaker.
[Huff huff— 2-1 Squad, 2-2 Squad, 2-3 Squad, assemble for chow.]
Only then did we file out through the barracks corridor. To meet Drill Sergeant Kate waiting near the building entrance.
But as we walked the halls,
every woman passing me stared openly without fail...
Smack—!
"Ah, fuck!"
And one bitch straight-up slapped my ass and ran.
It wasn't that it pissed me off—it hurt.
I had no clue why these crazy bitches had such stinging hands. All that damn strength...
"Who was it?!"
I whipped around to find the perp, but it was just a sea of giggling, splitting girls. Breaking formation to chase wouldn't catch her anyway.
"Agh, fuuuck..."
The longer the days dragged on in training,
the stickier the attention aimed at me got.
💖 Arousal Points:+23
Overall Rating: A man who knows women grows ever more mature. The one flower amid the rough, stressful training camp life!