56화 - 남궁 형이 신체 검사를 어찌 아시오…?
And so the new semester began.
By Brother Namgung’s order, the three of us from the dormitory—myself, Maeng Harang, and Im Seowol—ended up taking classes together. Yet that arrangement came with no small amount of trouble.
Classes at the Imperial Academy fell into two broad categories. One was the interest-driven fare for the donation-admitted students; the other was the serious curriculum for ordinary pupils. Naturally I had wanted the former, but Im Seowol had rejected the idea with fierce determination, insisting we take the rigorous courses. Brother Namgung had accepted the demand without protest, and so Maeng Harang and I found ourselves sitting through lectures whose contents we could scarcely grasp.
“………….”
“According to the heated debates currently raging in academic circles, every human being prioritizes his own interest, and precisely for that reason society as a whole can advance its welfare more efficiently. This principle is called the Invisible Hand—the formless hand that guides…”
What on earth is he talking about…?
The instructor was explaining something with great enthusiasm, yet to me it was pure gibberish, water off a duck’s back. Fortunately he seemed content that we three in the back row, even if we understood nothing, at least did not disrupt the atmosphere, and so he left us alone. Im Seowol looked as though he were suffering, yet he still refused to abandon his studies. Maeng Harang occasionally glanced at Im Seowol and me with a sly grin and let his mind wander. As for me…
Zzt—
“Nngh…?!”
I was trying to lose myself in the light novel I had slipped over my textbook when a sharp current crackled deep inside my rear. I barely managed to clap a hand over my mouth and stifle the moan that tried to escape.
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The real difficulty was not the difficulty of the lectures.
It was the thing buried in my backside—the plug.
The plug I wore today was a size larger than the one I had used during my earlier cross-dressed stroll. Every step, every breath, made the muscles around my perineum tighten without conscious thought.
“Hnn… haah…♡”
Whenever those muscles clenched and squeezed the plug, my prostate was crushed against it. The pressure kept my body in a constant low simmer of arousal, never quite letting the sticky flames of lust die out. And whenever I began to grow accustomed to the sensation after long wear, a painful jolt of electricity would surge through the rectal walls and awaken every nerve anew.
“Huu… hnn♡”
Of course I had not chosen to attend class with a plug inside me of my own free will.
This was how it had come about…
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Bang—
“Gaeul hyung, I hear you’ve been pretty thoroughly developed already?”
I had just finished my basic morning grooming and was about to leave my private room for the first class when Maeng Harang suddenly threw the door open and delivered that utterly bewildering line.
“W-what are you talking about…? Developed?”
He looked at my flustered face with a thoroughly devilish little smile, as though he were in an excellent mood.
“Nothing special. The semester’s started, so from today on you have to follow the rules too. ‘Every dorm resident shall wear a plug of appropriate size when going out.’ That’s the rule. I heard you used to wear one pretty often whenever you went outside even before you came here—”
“W-what…? What kind of rule is that…?! I’m not doing it!”
I stared straight at him and shook my head violently to refuse. Maeng Harang only seemed more amused by my reaction.
“If you don’t wear the plug, the punishment is that you take every scrap of clothing above the waist off and attend class like that—?”
“Th-that’s…”
A choice between stripping to the waist—including underwear—or wearing a plug. Faced with such a cruel alternative I hung my head. Maeng Harang tilted his own head as though genuinely puzzled.
“What’s wrong? Your catchphrase is ‘But I’m a man, you know~,’ right? Then it shouldn’t matter if you show your chest in front of everyone—?”
“Ugh…”
Does this kid really not know…?
An ordinary man might shrug off the heat and peel his shirt away without a second thought. I, however, could never bare my upper body in public. Daily application of the ointment Brother Namgung had given me, plus constant fondling of my chest, had made my nipples stand out so prominently that no shirt in my wardrobe could hide them. I had been wearing women’s lingerie under my clothes for quite some time already. And those breasts of mine were so sensitive that mere exposure to air made them stiffen and rise; undressing outdoors was simply impossible.
“I don’t want to expose my upper body… I-I’ll take the plug instead.”
Better to sit through class with a plug inside me than to put these breasts on public display. At least that way I could keep a shred of dignity.
“Hnn~ So even though you go around calling yourself a man, you can’t even take your shirt off in front of people? Well, whatever. Anyway, the item you’ll be wearing starting today is this special one I prepared just for you.”
“Euh…!”
The plug Maeng Harang held out was a full size larger than the one Brother Namgung had once put in me.
“Your hole’s already been developed a lot, so you should be able to take something this big. I heard you’ve taken things six chi long before.”
“Uuu…”
There’s no way he knows about me and Young Hero Geungwang… Did he pick up rumors about what happened with Chae Yeowon in the red-light district?
In the end I reluctantly accepted the plug from the grinning Maeng Harang.
“I’ll check every morning before we leave the dorm, so make sure you wear it. You chose the plug over stripping, so if I catch you without it, that’s still a punishment—!”
“I-I know…”
I had no choice but to nod under the relentless insistence of that damn little brown-haired brat. Just as he was about to leave my room, a sudden thought struck me.
“……W-wait. Maeng Harang, what about you…? Are you wearing a plug?”
He tilted his head as though the question were strange.
“Hm~? Isn’t that obvious? Here!”
He turned his back, bent at the waist, and tugged the rear of his dolphin shorts open just enough to show me.
Wait—the seat of those shorts opens…?!
I was momentarily stunned by the sheer boldness of the outfit. Nestled between Maeng Harang’s well-trained, attractive buttocks was a pretty plug crowned with a blue gem.
“Ah…!”
“Heh-heh~. Keeping your hole loosened with a plug so you’re ready anytime, anywhere. For people like you and me, that’s just common sense—?”
Taking my involuntary sound for admiration, he straightened, turned back to me, planted his hands on his hips, and shrugged.
“Anyway, once you’re ready, come out! The rule starts today, so the punishments start today too!”
With that final emphasis on the plug, Maeng Harang left my room.
“Haa…”
After he was gone I stared at the closed door, let out a long sigh, and steeled myself. Then I stripped off my lower garments, got onto the bed on all fours in a cat pose, and…
Squelch—
“Nnghok…♡”
I slowly pushed the noticeably larger plug into my rear.
“Huu, haah…♡ From the morning… I almost came already…♡♡”
This plug was clearly longer and thicker than the previous one, yet it slid in with almost no pain at all. I gritted my teeth and endured the ecstatic stretch as the thickest part forced open the nerve-rich entrance, managing not to climax and collapse on the bed first thing in the morning. And sure enough—
Click—
The moment the plug seated itself properly inside my rectum, the locking mechanism engaged automatically.
“Uuu, of course…”
Until someone else helped me, I would not be able to remove it myself.
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The “inspection” Maeng Harang had mentioned took place in the common room—and, to make matters worse, Im Seowol and I were inspected at the same time.
“Brother Namgung is busy and usually away, so I’ll be handling the checks from now on. Come on, strip down to nothing—underwear too!”
“Khh…”
“Uuu…”
This so-called inspection dealt a considerable blow to my pride. Standing naked in front of each other, being examined like livestock… It felt as though something inside me—my dignity as a human being—was being scraped away. Infuriating as it was, the humiliation sent a strange, tingling thrill down my spine…
No, what am I thinking…?!
In any case, having already been told by Brother Namgung that Maeng Harang was a martial artist, I had no intention of resisting. Struggling would only make things worse. I had expected Im Seowol to fight with everything he had, yet he must have tasted bitterness from previous defiance; he quietly obeyed and submitted to the inspection.
“Seowol hyung, you’re wearing women’s underwear today—? Very nice!”
Looking at Im Seowol, who was being checked first, I saw that under his men’s clothes he wore plain but cute striped women’s panties.
Ah… they suit him surprisingly well…
When he stripped completely, what was revealed was a transparent chastity belt no larger than a thumb.
A-as expected…
Seeing that clear cage, I could vaguely guess the fate that awaited Im Seowol from now on.
“All right, Gaeul hyung’s turn next—”
Maeng Harang approached me while I was still in my underwear, pulled them down, and began stroking my thighs. It was no simple caress. With exquisite control of pressure he lightly brushed the inner thighs, then kneaded, then let his fingers drift toward my scrotum, tickling the sac before sliding to the perineum and finally pressing lightly against the plug in my anus—a thoroughly skilled fondling.
“Hnn, haah, haaaang…♡♡”
Under those teasing hands, flames of carnal desire ignited in my body even without direct penetration. Pre-cum began to leak, wetting the front of the chastity belt.
This kid is way too good at this…♡♡
“Waaah—you’re really sensitive. Can you even live a normal life with a body like this—?”
Yet Maeng Harang did not take the caress any further. He simply ended the inspection there.
Clap clap—
“Good job, hyungs. You both followed the rules properly today—! Now get dressed and let’s go!”
“Haah, haah…”
After finishing what would become a daily ritual, I forced myself to ignore my still-burning body and somehow managed to leave the dormitory for class.