Possessed into <em>The World Is Already Under Hypnosis</em> (3)
“Masturbate? Right here...?”
“Yeah? Of course. What's the problem?”
Kang Ji-hyo spoke sweetly, like a kind big sister helping a lost child.
“Why are you looking so pale? It's just a way to clear up the suspicion and make up with a refreshing public masturbation session, right?”
Is there such a thing as making up like that in this world? Ah, who knows in this fucked-up world. It seems plausible enough.
“Ah... I really want to, but I'm kinda busy right now, haha.”
“Ehh? That's weird. What could be more urgent than masturbating? Leina, what do you think?”
“Unless Kim Hoyoung calls you while you're doing it or something, I can't even imagine.”
The two women plunged into deep thought about whether anything could be more urgent than masturbating. They concluded there was absolutely nothing.
Even if they saw a woman being chased and murdered by a thug mid-masturbation, they wouldn't help. Saving a life was obviously less important than getting off. The dying woman would just say, “Well, can't be helped. Keep masturbating. I'll just die,” or something.
As if. You crazy bitches.
“Ah! I got it!”
“What, Leina?”
“She's probably like that 'cause there's no side dish.”
“Ah, yeah, masturbating without a side dish does kill the excitement a bit.”
The white-blonde mixed-race girl offered utterly unwelcome kindness, digging through her phone album to provide some “side dish.”
...A man's nipple. Just a close-up of a nipple.
What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? Goddamn it for real.
“Hehe. How's that? Feel free to enjoy without holding back.”
“………………”
Even scouring the 155-chapter database in my head, I had no idea how to handle this.
If I could just focus and teleport home suddenly, that'd be great.
“Ah♡ Ugh♡”
For the record, that's not my moan. Absolutely not.
It was Kang Ji-hyo suddenly shoving her hand into her blouse and kneading her nipple.
Of course, no one batted an eye at her. It was just everyday life now. No need to be surprised.
“Leina! That's Kim Hoyoung's nipple pic, right? Ah♡ Too intense, it's too much!”
“I know, but... Ngh♡ Ah... This never gets old no matter how many times I see it. Whenever I wanna masturbate and got nothing to look at, I just put this on and my pussy juice is flowing like crazy.”
I keep my top AVs in a separate collection too, but what the hell am I supposed to do with a still photo of a dude's nipple?
“I'm going insane. For real. I need to cum at least three times. This nipple pic is making me so fucking horny. I'm losing my mind.”
“It's a devilish photo that brings out a woman's perverted nature... You think so too, right?”
“…………………”
No. Not at all. I'm a guy on the inside despite the girl exterior, but even if I'd been born a woman, I'd bet my life I wouldn't get turned on by a single nipple pic.
I've never been this confident about anything.
But I probably shouldn't say that honestly, huh? Treat this like a cult worshiping Kim Hoyoung as a god and play along smartly.
“Y-yeah... It's so, so horny.”
“Right? Here, take it and masturbate as much as you want.”
“...Okay.”
Leina showed pointless kindness again, handing me her phone.
I've been staring at this unwanted nipple for minutes, and my body shows zero reaction. Obviously.
What do they expect me to do?
But not just Leina and Kang Ji-hyo—even the other passengers were watching me with pleased expressions, leaving no escape from their gazes.
...No choice then.
I'll just fake it. Close my eyes and pretend.
Wait, masturbate? Thinking about it, I'm in a girl's body now? Not jerking off, but fingering a pussy? Fuck, how do I even do that?
Men get erections when aroused, which makes faking it impossible in a way. Hard to pretend you're not horny when you are, or vice versa.
So being in a woman's body right now is a huge blessing.
I can hide the obvious truth that this shitty nipple pic does nothing for me and just act the part.
“Ah. Ah. Ah. Feels. So. Good. As. Ex-pec-ted. From. Ho-young.”
Can't get more natural than that.
Shoving my trembling hand under my skirt wasn't too hard.
When I felt the lace of my panties, goosebumps rose, but I managed to find my clit.
...It's smooth as hell.
Touching the clit felt weird. But this damn nipple pic was ruining it.
Would feel way better without staring at that crap.
“Ugh...”
“What's wrong? Why look away from the pic?”
“Master never said it was okay to look away!”
Master? Kim Hoyoung?
“He's not even here, what are you...”
“Master is like a star in the sky—always with us even if unseen! We must always be loyal!”
“Pull your panties down properly! What the hell are you doing? Didn't your parents teach you how to masturbate in public?!”
I'd barely averted my gaze when Kang Ji-hyo bitch forced my head to face the nipple dead-on, and Leina yanked my panties clean off.
Embarrassing. Beyond words. My ears are burning.
The pretty woman across from me (sister?) is openly staring at my pussy.
No arousal since it's another woman's body—just curious observation.
Where the hell did my human dignity go?
“Now! Masturbate while looking at Master's pic!”
“We're giving you special treatment!”
“...Ugh...”
Act. I have to act.
But this fucking nipple pic is shattering my mental state.
Already tough fingering an unfamiliar woman's body in front of dozens—this pic makes it impossible.
At least get rid of that pic. Please, anything but that shitty thing.
“What are you doing?! Why avoid Master's nipple pic?! Are you weird? You sick or something?”
“Doesn't make sense. Hey, something's off. Her pussy's not even wet. Any normal woman would be gushing the second she sees Hoyoung's nipple, right?”
“...Ugh... Please... Get rid of this fucking thing!!”
Ah.
“………………You fucking bitch.”
“You lost your mind?”
“No...”
Mistake. Fatal mistake.
Too pissed—I smacked the phone screen with the back of my hand.
Leina's phone hit the floor, screen cracked.
Normally, you'd apologize and pay for repairs. Not minor, but money fixes it.
But... Leina and Kang Ji-hyo's rage was beyond any sum of money.
Not just them—all the seated women stood, surrounding and pressuring me.
...Scary.
First time feeling terror from women.
I'm a woman now too, so no physical strength advantage—their eyes burned with madness, primal fear.
“Hitting Hoyoung's pic? What's your intent?”
“Doesn't compute. You a micro-brain?”
“This is repaying kindness with enmity.”
“Fucking insane? No manners at all.”
“Should we just kill her?”
Gulp.
Heart dropping cold. Real threat to my life.
“Ah... Sorry. I lost my mind for a sec. I'm not a micro-brain. Hoyoung forever! Hoyoung forever! Haha...”
“Haha?”
“You laughing right now?”
“I've never been this mad. How do you drop Hoyoung's pic on the floor?”
“Just kill her?”
Why does it always end in death?
But their eyes are dead serious. Even cockroaches would get warmer looks.
Did I do something that bad? No... Brainwashed by Kim Hoyoung, they'd do this and worse.
“Kill her. No other answer.”
“Yeah. Anyone insulting Hoyoung isn't human. Just a virus.”
“Viruses must die.”
“W-wait——!!!”
Even tigers let you live if you keep your wits. Info is modern weapon.
Quickly recall The World Is Already Under Hypnosis—find key to escape.
Right, Kim Hoyoung never killed anyone yet.
“Master forbids murder—his slaves breaking that is disloyalty!”
“……!”
“Disloyal to Master...?”
“No! Better hang myself than defy Hoyoung!!”
“Disloyal? What? Life without loyalty to Hoyoung meaningless?”
“What do we do? What?”
“Everyone calm down! At least rub your pussies to stay cool!”
Hahaha. It worked.
Of course. You idiots freeze at Kim Hoyoung's name alone?
The women who'd kill me moments ago now pinched nipples or rubbed clits for mental stability, terrified of seeming disloyal.
Lifeline secured.
“O-okay, now let me go. I'm not a micro-brain or anything... Anyway, I'm leaving!”
“No. Can't do that. Leina, grab her.”
“Got it, Ji-hyo.”
“Ack! Let go!!”
Damn. Leina alone I could handle, but others joined, tying me up.
Ugh. I was an active guy who hit the gym and soccer sometimes. In my real body, I'd overpower them and bolt.
So unfair.
“Can't kill without Master's permission, but can't just let you go either?”
Kang Ji-hyo vanished past the partition. What now?
Whatever she's plotting, next stop I'll break free in the chaos of people boarding/exiting. This is a subway, not a prison.
Doors open at stations, chaos ensues—perfect escape chance.
Next one's outside Paradise City anyway.
Whatever Kang Ji-hyo plans, I'll stick to mine.
Her leaving is actually a bonus—strongest one gone.
—That's what I thought. I didn't know yet.
This world's terror.
“...Huh?”
What? Fuck, subway reversing?
Who'd accept that bullshit?!
“Who'd defy Hoyoung~?”
“Late for work again, but Hoyoung first.”
“Obviously~ Hoyoung over commute.”
“Complainers are insurgents too.”
Ah. Right. All these fuckers under Kim Hoyoung's hypnosis.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!”
——The subway reversed like it was nothing, and at Nakwon Station, waiting cops nabbed me.