Jangmak
Jangmak
Cha Hye-rin bought a nursing bra and breast pads at the department store.
The sales clerk gave her a curious look since such a young lady was purchasing maternity products, but she avoided eye contact as much as possible.
A virgin college student producing breast milk—what an utterly embarrassing situation.
She could only imagine how mortifying her own circumstances were.
At home, she tried on the nursing bra and checked if the breast pads fit properly against her chest.
Feeling like the setup was good enough, Cha Hye-rin took off the bra, slipped into light pajamas, and lay down on the bed.
When her breast milk had suddenly burst out at school before, she'd been so shocked she hadn't had a moment to think straight.
She was glad she'd consulted with her younger step-brother about what to do going forward.
'Yuhyeon-ie was always like that.'
Even though he was her chubby, lecherous-looking dimwit of a step-brother, when push came to shove, he stayed calm and rationally solved problems.
Cha Hye-rin found that reliability in him comforting.
It had been the same when they were trapped in [The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk], and it was the same this time too.
If her step-brother hadn't been there, how terrified and flustered would she have been?
Having a dependable guy become her step-brother was the greatest stroke of luck in her life.
She smiled faintly and rolled over onto her side.
Her massive breasts pressed firmly against the bed, creating a sense of pressure.
'If Yuhyeon finds out more breast milk is coming out, he said to let him have it. What if I actually give him a little when it does?'
She hadn't forgotten the incredibly happy expression on Cha Yu-hyeon's face when he'd drunk her breast milk.
Since the breast milk was coming out anyway, she imagined collecting the squeezed milk and feeding it to her step-brother.
"No way! I can't do that! It's too embarrassing!"
Startled by her own thoughts, she kicked at the blanket with her feet—thud thud.
Not only did her imagination run to Cha Yu-hyeon drinking her breast milk, but it escalated to him directly sucking on her breasts.
Why did the act of feeding breast milk feel so lewd?
Cha Hye-rin pulled the blanket over her head and scolded herself for thinking such naughty things.
She couldn't do anything lewd with her step-brother. That was a deeply ingrained, conventional notion in her mind.
Early the next morning, Cha Hye-rin put on the nursing bra and breast pads and headed to school.
Her step-brother kept sneaking peeks at her chest.
"You idiot."
She kicked her perverted little brother—who couldn't stop ogling his noona whenever he got the chance—and left the house.
She got off the bus and entered the university campus.
The pressure building in her breasts was starting to kick in.
But since she was prepared for the breast milk this time, she entered the lecture hall with a much lighter heart.
Even as her breasts throbbed and poked during class, it was no big deal.
If any breast milk leaked, the breast pads would absorb it all.
Yeah, think of it as getting a head start on what she'll have to do someday as a mom. All women who give birth produce breast milk anyway. It was just a matter of experiencing it early or late.
What was the problem with breast milk coming out? She just needed to focus on her classes.
Once finals were over, she'd have vacation and wouldn't need to come back to school for a while.
Then the breast milk issue would probably go away too.
She just had to tough it out for about 2-3 weeks, pay attention in class, and ace her exams at school.
Once the lectures ended, she patted her breasts to check if everything was okay.
They felt heavy, swollen full of breast milk.
She must have leaked a little during class despite trying to hold it in, but she wasn't too worried.
She was wearing the breast pads, after all.
Unlike last time, there was no breast milk soaking her bra, no milky smell wafting around, no sticky dampness.
'Feels like a ton of breast milk has built up. Time to express it.'
Having milked herself in [The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk] and in that secluded building restroom last time, Cha Hye-rin knew exactly when her breasts needed relief.
The time for milking had come.
Following her step-brother's advice, she avoided the restrooms in remote buildings and headed to the lactation room in a crowded one.
A clean, comfortable room. Wide beds were arranged with partitions for privacy, perfect for milking without anyone seeing.
Good call coming to the lactation room. Last time, she'd panicked when the milk suddenly came and rushed to an empty restroom, but now that she knew it was coming, it was better to do it in a clean, safe lactation room.
Still, since it was on university campus, she'd snuck in without being seen.
There probably weren't many students or staff producing breast milk, given the nature of college life.
No need to let anyone spot her heading into the lactation room.
Inside the gray partition, she sat on the bed, took off her clothes, exposed her breasts, and brought the glass bottle opening to her nipples.
In her mind, every time she'd milked before, some weird situation had cropped up.
But this time, it was perfect preparation for milking.
She believed nothing out of the ordinary would happen.
Jurururuk. Jurururuk.
"Ugh... Yuhyeon-ah..."
Calling out to her step-brother while milking had apparently become a habit.
Thinking of him made the milk flow better and put her at ease, so Cha Hye-rin recalled the memory of him touching her breasts as she expressed the milk.
"Haaang... Aaang..."
Along with her aroused moans, the droplets of breast milk flowing from her breasts came to a stop.
She couldn't recapture that sense of liberation and pleasure from when her step-brother had milked her in [The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk].
Still, squeezing out all the breast milk that had been making her uncomfortable felt refreshing.
The glass bottle was filled to about 300mL. Thinking back now, she wondered how Cha Yu-hyeon had managed to fill 500mL in one go when he'd milked her.
Even when she put all her effort into it, 300mL was her limit.
Anyway, Cha Hye-rin had successfully milked without issue.
She washed her milk-covered breasts at the sink and wiped the sweat from her face with a towel.
That's when it happened.
Flick-
The lactation room went dark for a moment, then lit up again.
Startled by the sudden blackout, Cha Hye-rin had huddled up, but now she stared at the brightly lit ceiling.
In the corner of her vision, a dark shadow crept in.
The lactation room door was wide open.
"Kyaaak— Wh-who are you?"
Tall stature. Definitely not a woman.
A man with a dangerous vibe, but his face was strangely shrouded in darkness, hard to make out.
"Huhuhuhuhuhuhu..."
The man let out a creepy chuckle.
"Who are you? This is the lactation room! M-men aren't allowed in. I-I'm calling the cops!"
Cha Hye-rin covered her exposed breasts with the towel and backed away.
Goosebumps prickled across her skin, chills running down her spine.
The man who'd barged into the lactation room felt utterly unhinged.
"Don't come closer! I-If you do, I'll scream!"
The man approached her, casting a shadow of darkness.
Terrified, Cha Hye-rin shrieked at him in a sharp voice to ward him off.
"Shut your fucking mouth, you slutty bitch."
"Wh-what?"
"I saw you all horny, spraying breast milk in that empty restroom. You were panting like a whore, huffing and puffing. You like milking that much? If you love getting milked so bad, want me to squeeze those tits for you?"
"Wh-what the hell are you talking about? Wh-who the fuck are you to say that to me?"
"Answer me, you fucking bitch. You'd love it if I milked you, right?"
"Fuck off... G-get out of my way. Or I'll scream!"
"Go ahead and scream, you double bitch. I've already got a video on my phone of you milking those udders like a cow. If you refuse, I'll spread it all over school."
The man held up his phone and played the video.
There was Cha Hye-rin from last time, milking herself in the deserted restroom.
Filmed from the angle of the restroom door.
"Y-you..."
Flustered, Cha Hye-rin gaped wordlessly.
"So, what do you say? Don't wanna be known as the college slut milking her tits everywhere? Then you'd better do what I say."
"Kyaaat!"
The man reached out and grabbed Cha Hye-rin's hair.
She screamed as he yanked her head back with brutal force.
Thwack—
"Mmgh!"
Then he clamped his hand over her mouth. She couldn't even scream as he dragged her and slammed her back against the wall.
"Shut up, fuck. Unless you wanna die."
Tears welled up from sheer terror of the man.
She'd covered her chest with the towel, but he was trying to rip it away.
Cha Hye-rin resisted with all her might against his strength.
"Think about it. Get outed from this video as the pervert milking her tits in the restroom mirror, or just quietly get milked and move on."
"Y-you can't do this..."
"Just fucking answer me. Or bend over and shake that ass for me nice and quiet."
"You're insane...! You think I'll do what you want just because of this?"
"If you don't fight back, I won't get violent."
"Get lost!"
Cha Hye-rin bit down hard on the hand covering her mouth.
As the man yanked his bitten hand free, she clutched the towel and bolted out of the lactation room.
"H-help! Somebody help me!"
She sprinted down the hallway, desperately calling for aid.
The man was chasing after her.
"Is anyone there? Please, please help me!"
She ran as hard as she could down the hall, but no one came to her rescue.
Why was a crowded building so empty right now?
Terrified, she flung open the door to the nearest lecture hall and hid inside.
Bang bang bang.
Bang bang bang bang—
The man pursuing her pounded madly on the locked lecture hall door.
"Help! I-is anyone in there? Please help me!"
The louder his pounding got, the more Cha Hye-rin screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Hey."
The pounding stopped abruptly, and the man called out to her.
Cha Hye-rin huddled, staring at the firmly shut lecture hall door.
"Report me and you're dead. If you wanna live, come back here next time too. You've got a week. Miss the deadline, and that video of you in heat milking your tits goes viral online. Got it?"
His voice dripped with mockery.
She trembled, shoulders shaking in fear.
After the man left.
She pulled out her phone, typed 112, then deleted it.
Instead, she messaged her step-brother.
-Yu, Yuhyeon-ah, what do I do? Help me...
Her voice came out watery with tears.