Idol Fansign Event (5)
As his sex with the announcer Ayana drew to a close, Kim Hoyoung abandoned her collapsed, cum-drenched form on stage and strode toward the waiting area. He stepped right into the midst of Japan's top singers, all frozen with blank expressions.
"You lot seem pretty famous in Japan. Ever heard of Rainbow Girls?"
"????"
The top singers tilted their heads in unison.
"Looks like you've never heard the name. Fine by me. From now on, you'll treat them as your favorite juniors. Promote Rainbow Girls everywhere you go—praise them nonstop."
"Ah, got it."
"Understood."
"Rainbow Girls are my favorite juniors, so of course."
With that, Japan's leading musicians became Rainbow Girls' official patrons. Every show they appeared on, they hyped up Rainbow Girls, effectively turning into promotional ambassadors. The impact was massive.
Next, Kim Hoyoung approached the cameras and cast hypnosis directly at the TV viewers.
"Listen up, you dumb Japanese viewers. From this moment, you're all Rainbow Girls fans. Listen to their songs daily, buy their albums, attend their concerts, join their fan cafe... Got it?"
He knew from his mother that hypnosis worked through video broadcasts. Right then, tens of millions of Japanese viewers—watching a show with over 90% ratings—nodded solemnly, etching the vow into their hearts.
"Understood. I am a Rainbow Girls fan."
After hypnotizing the audience too, Kim Hoyoung went to the producer and demanded an unscheduled act be brought onstage.
"But the lineup's already set, and time's tight."
"Don't worry about it. Do as I say."
"Ah, yes, sir."
The producer scrapped the schedule and pushed Rainbow Girls' performance. The original top singers felt no resentment about losing their slots—they were already die-hard Rainbow Girls supporters. The newly converted fans cheered the sudden change, and the broadcast ditched everything else for an eight-hour Rainbow Girls medley marathon.
This catapulted Rainbow Girls to overwhelming top-star status in Japan—no, the undisputed number one. Newspapers splashed their every move on front pages; news covered even trivial gossip as breaking stories. Their single My One and Only Love (私だけの愛)—a cover of Katrina's hit—shattered records with 30 million sales, rocketing Darta Entertainment to Korea's largest agency overnight.
Rainbow Girls were swamped with daily Japanese variety shows, fees skyrocketing, every word they said becoming headlines. Naturally, a Tokyo Dome concert was the pinnacle.
The Dome usually held 50,000, but 100,000 fans jammed in for Rainbow Girls, paralyzing Tokyo. The pressure weighed heavily on the members.
"Ugh, I'm so nervous..."
"Me too... Did you see outside?"
"Too many people—even cars couldn't move."
"Our popularity's kinda abnormal, right? It's scary now..."
Every idol dreamed of fame and success, but they knew this was extreme. Just one month in Japan, and this explosive growth? It felt like falling into a demon's giant hand.
Even Erika, who'd always aimed for the Dome, grew fearful.
"Hey, this Tokyo Dome show... Should we really go through with it? What do you think, Hoyoung?"
"Eh, it'll be fine."
"Ah, okay then."
His casual words melted their anxiety.
"Don't stress—just enjoy it. No pointless doubts."
"Yeah! That works."
"Got it."
"As expected from Hoyoung!"
The vague unease from their sudden success vanished, replaced by swelling excitement for the show. Their faces bloomed like worry-free flowers.
Now, the Tokyo Dome concert began.
"Everyone~ Thanks for coming out for us!"
The Tokyo Dome, stuffed beyond capacity with 100,000 people, was a sight to behold. Strangely, for a Rainbow Girls concert drawing fans from all walks of life, every single one of those 100,000 was a young woman—and all stunningly attractive. Yet no one batted an eye at the oddity.
"I'll introduce the members one by one! First, the blonde American bimbo with massive tits—Brittany!"
"Yoo-hoo! It's Brittany!"
A massive roar erupted, and Brittany whipped off her bra, baring her breasts in response.
"Next, the cute Chinese girl with the bun—May!"
"It's May."
May, in a cheongsam, untied the strings to flash her pussy.
"And our maknae, Wonyoung!"
"Please take care of me..."
Park Wonyoung wore nothing below her navel.
"And I'm Hoyoung's armpit slave, Erika! Oh, wait—I forgot someone?! Actually, we've added a new member to Rainbow Girls. Come on out, Chae-yeon unnie!"
From backstage, Seong Chae-yeon emerged in her old Katrina outfit, hesitating shyly before scampering forward. Her face screamed, Am I really okay here at 10 years older than the others?—yet she beamed at the 100,000 crowd.
"Go on, Chae-yeon unnie—greet the fans."
Erika handed over the mic.
"Ah, hello. I'm Seong Chae-yeon, former manager of Rainbow Girls. I always dreamed of cheering from behind the scenes, but... at Master's urging, I've joined as a member. I'm older, but... still an active idol. Please take care of me..."
"Surprised, everyone? But it's Master's orders—no one can defy that. Oh, right—I almost forgot the most important person?"
Erika grinned brightly and pointed to the curtain. Spotlights hit as it flew open.
"He's the owner of Rainbow Girls and our one true Master! Everyone, bow! Hurry!"
Kim Hoyoung stepped out, and Rainbow Girls bowed deeply. The 100,000 spectators followed in perfect unison, pledging loyalty.
"You all know him, right? This is Kim Hoyoung—used to be our bestie, but one day he said, 'Tired of playing friends—worship me as Master from now on.' So he became our Master. Happens all the time, yeah? Haha. We'll be performing as his slave idols from here on, so keep the support coming! Oh, and these 100,000 young women? All Master's slaves too—so no boyfriends or marriage dreams for you."
Erika's hosting was flawless. As a reward (sort of), Kim Hoyoung had a fun event ready for her.
"Erika, your Tokyo Dome obsession was to impress your mom, right?"
"? Yes, Master."
"Brought her here."
Erika gasped as her kimono-clad mother emerged slowly from behind the curtain. No contact since hitting it big in Japan—how was she here?
"M-Mom..."
"I'm sorry, Erika."
Her mother smiled kindly, offering a heartfelt apology.
"Mom was so wrong all this time. I thought raising you refined and marrying you into a good family was my duty—such nonsense. Looking back, how could I think that? Ugh."
Her face flushed with shame.
"Becoming a slave idol serving Master is every woman's true happiness... How did I not see something so obvious?"
"Mom..."
"I only realized after Master raped me. Being dominated is a female's bliss."
"Finally got it, huh, Mom."
"Yeah. Let's get along again, Erika."
"Mom!!"
Erika rushed into her arms. The emotional mother-daughter reunion drew applause from Rainbow Girls and 100,000 fans alike.
Erika... you finally made it. All thanks to Master, May teared up, thrilled for her comrade-in-arms from their struggling days abroad.
"Alright, enough sappy stuff, Erika. Time to kick off the concert proper?"
"Y-Yes, Master!"
"And Erika's mom... What was your name? Doesn't matter—Sow fine?"
"Yes, of course."
"Just go to city hall and change it to Sow officially."
"Understood."
Years later, she did exactly that, living as Sow forever.
"I'll fuck Rainbow Girls one by one now—film it, Sow."
"Yes. Including my daughter, I presume. An honor as her mother."
Sow set up a pro DSLR on stage. The massive orgy in the mega-dome was captured perfectly.
"Satisfy me, you sluts."
"Ahh~ Calling the trendiest girl group sluts."
"But that's what makes it..."
"So sexy♡"
"We'll serve you, Master!"
Kim Hoyoung lay back to judge their skills. Led by Erika, Rainbow Girls' service began.
"Ahh♡ Master's cock... so huge!! No woman could resist this— she'd surrender and swear obedience instantlyyy!"
Erika shook it erect, mounted, and rocked her hips.
"Master's feet... Licking them reminds me I'm his slave—gets me so excited..."
May diligently tongued between his toes.
"Master's nipples... too cute♡ I'll devour them all!"
"Ahh... so tasty. Men's pecs this delicious? Insane. Wanna suck forever, Master!"
Brittany and Park Wonyoung latched onto each nipple, sucking furiously.
"I-I'll just stand here."
New member Seong Chae-yeon spread her legs over his face.
"Ho... What a view. Pussy beats Han River any day."
His fave center from puberty's beloved group—in her stage outfit, this close. Panties in ultra-HD? Pure bliss.
"Hey, Seong Chae-yeon."
"Y-Yes...?"
"Panties off."
"Got it."
No hesitation. Now, crimson pussy lips. Her clit jutted like a knob, stiff; pink mucosa below. Those the labia? Up close, the slick texture looked delicious.
"M-Master... Staring so intensely... Chae-yeon's embarrassed..."
"Shut up and stay still."
"Yes."
Her labia majora was a bushy jungle.
"World's sluttiest bush."
"Eek... So shy."
Spreading revealed the vaginal opening. Pussy for cock; hole above probably urethra.
"Sit, Seong Chae-yeon."
"Y-Yes... Ahh♡"
Pussy neared. Tongue could touch. Ah, pussy scent—tangy... squid?
"Nyaaah♡"
"Quiet."
"B-But Master sucked my clit... Ahhn! So good!"
"Idol with a slutty clit. Rock-hard like a dick."
"Sorry! Sorry for being a 30-year-old idol! Sorry for my boner clit!"
"Idols sing."
"Y-Yes...!"
My One and Only Love—MV looped dozens of times, audio on every walk. Live now.
"M-Meeting you... Ahhn! I-I... Ahh, clit feels so gooood!"
"Properly."
"T-True me, I found... Now I know. You're my one and only looove... Eugh! Nyaaah!"
"True masterpiece."
"Th-Thank yooouuu!"
Utter ecstasy. Beauties caressed from face to feet. Kim Hoyoung commanded the crowd: "Strip and masturbate." Instant 100,000-woman wank show.
"Haaah!" "Ahh!" "Feels so good!" "Pussy! Pussy!" "Group masturbation's the besttt!" "Plenty to watch too!" "Thanks for the premium side dishhh!"
The Tokyo Dome concert ended triumphantly. That night, hordes of naked women flooded Tokyo Station—but Japan barely noticed. No need to care. They weren't rioting, just chatting peacefully—"Fun concert, huh?"—heading home. No reason to stop them.