How Does Brother Namgung Know About My Smell Fetish…?
Im Seowol had spent a night of pure debauchery at the Namgong Hall.
"Ugh… what time is it…?"
"You slept in pretty late. Get changed first, then let's grab something to eat."
Drunk on liquor and stimulants, Im Seowol had slept straight through the morning and into the late afternoon. He discarded his ruined clothes and accepted the outfit Chaehyang held out to him.
"W-wait. This is way too…"
The clothes Chaehyang offered were extremely revealing. Im Seowol couldn't bring himself to put them on and shot her a look of protest.
"Who do you think got you into this state after all that drinking? Just wear it for today. You don't have a choice."
"Ugh…"
Out-argued by cold logic, Im Seowol reluctantly pulled on the outfit she handed him. They headed to a nearby restaurant for a very late lunch that doubled as an early dinner.
"Pretty good, right?"
Ever since his chest had been remodeled, Im Seowol's appetite had ballooned. After a night of wild excess he was ravenous, and he had already cleaned several plates.
"…Yeah. It's good.
But… do we still have enough money for the food…?"
The restaurant wasn't the absolute finest in the city, yet the dishes looked lavish enough that the prices clearly weren't cheap.
"It's fine, it's fine—
More importantly… last night you were seriously something else."
Chaehyang waved a dismissive hand to reassure him, then suddenly leaned in close, her expression turning sly as she whispered.
"…W-what?"
"What do you mean, what— you threw away both your virginity and your virginity.
…Ah, wait. Does getting off by hand not count as losing your virginity?"
"…Cough, cough! …What?!"
Im Seowol barely managed not to spit out the food he was chewing. When he demanded an explanation, Chaehyang simply grinned like an idiot and jingled a little key in front of his face.
"Don't you remember begging to come the second the chastity belt came off?
Harang-nim said that if he was staying out overnight, we were allowed to unlock it—"
"W-what are you talking about…?"
At her words Im Seowol immediately reached down and felt between his legs. Horror flooded his face.
"…The chastity belt… is gone…?"
Waking from a haze of alcohol and drugs, then being half-mad with hunger, he simply hadn't noticed. But it was true—the chastity belt had vanished.
After the three of them—Jin Seoha, another attendant, and Chaehyang—had used all six of their hands to drive him to a massive climax, he genuinely remembered nothing. He had assumed he had simply climaxed and passed out. Yet the girl sitting across from him was whispering things he had never imagined.
"How much do you remember?
How you cried and sucked cock the moment someone promised to let you come if you did?
How you acted so disgusted at first, then later clung to Seoha's dick like an idiot and just kept licking it?"
"…I… did that?"
Chaehyang's face was pure, innocent curiosity, without a trace of malice, as if she truly just wanted to know.
"Yep— Seoha and I even cleaned you up again and did your makeup before you woke up. Do you have any idea how much work that was?
Haa… you won't find another friend who takes care of you like I do."
"…Thanks."
Im Seowol bowed his head, face burning scarlet.
"It's fine, it's fine.
People make mistakes when they're drunk.
Even if you mess up again next time, as long as I'm there you don't have to worry."
"Yeah…"
Watching Chaehyang's bright smile, Im Seowol quietly reflected on how he had once looked down on her as a loose woman.
After the meal.
"I think I ate a little too much… is the money we have left even enough for the bill…?"
Im Seowol asked cautiously, still worried. Chaehyang just snickered.
"The bill? We spent all of it last night—"
At that unexpected answer, Im Seowol's face went deadly serious.
"Th-then what are we going to do…?!
This is dine-and-dash…!"
While Im Seowol instantly started fretting, Chaehyang remained completely unbothered.
"I told you it's fine—
Excuse me~ We'll settle the bill the usual way today too, okay?"
"Hmm… sure.
…Heh heh."
Chaehyang immediately put on a vacant, easy smile and sidled up to the man who looked like the manager. The man, clearly used to her, returned a faintly ominous grin of his own.
"Settle it 'the usual way'? What on earth does that mean…?"
"Just come with me. You'll like it too."
The whole situation reeked of suspicion, but Chaehyang was as headstrong as ever. She grabbed Im Seowol's arm and dragged him straight into what looked like a storage room.
"This is a warehouse…?
Are we going to work off the meal with chores?"
"Hehe— you'll see.
Clerk-ssi, hurry up and drop your pants~"
Huh…?!
Before Im Seowol even noticed, three clerks had followed them into the warehouse. One of them stepped in front of Chaehyang.
"Is the one who came with you also a Taixue preparatory student?"
"Nope, that one's a regular student who got in by studying—"
One of the clerks looked Im Seowol over and clicked his tongue.
"Whoa… never would've guessed. So the kid's actually smart?
Got brains and still ends up doing this? What's missing upstairs?"
Im Seowol watched the whispering clerks and Chaehyang, who had suddenly squatted down in front of them, and felt nothing but confusion.
What are they doing…?!
Then someone pressed down hard on his shoulders from behind.
"You've got to pay for your meal too, right?
You're doing this because you like it anyway, so quit stalling and sit."
"Y-yes…?!"
The sheer awkwardness of the dine-and-dash situation left Im Seowol unable even to think of resisting. Before he knew it he had mirrored Chaehyang's pose—legs spread, squatting, both arms raised behind his head.
Something long and hot was thrust right in front of his face while he was stuck in that humiliating position.
"Euk…?!"
"Ooooh— clerk-ssi's dick is fucking huge~"
He had no time to react to Chaehyang's vulgar language. His eyes were locked on the clerk's cock hovering in front of his nose.
It wasn't the monster Chaehyang's exaggerated praise made it sound like—probably just flattery to please the man—but it was still far bigger than Im Seowol's own.
"Euk…"
Worse, the clerk worked physical labor in humid Cheonju. His pants were soaked with sweat, and the cock pulled from them radiated a thick, steamy male musk that seemed to fog the air.
That suspicious smell…
It should have been disgusting. It should have been revolting. Yet somehow he couldn't turn his face away.
"Sss— haah…"
When he came back to himself, Im Seowol realized he was focusing entirely on his sense of smell. The more intently he inhaled the scent of that cock, the more endlessly he was drawn to it.
W-why am I like this…?!
I can't stop smelling it…
The truth was that Im Seowol's fascination with cocks came from the yang-energy deficiency unique to the Femboy Divine Art—a craving for male organs. On top of that, the previous night he couldn't remember—multiple female-style climaxes accompanied by repeated ejaculations—had made the deficiency far worse. The hunger for cock had swollen into something close to worship. That was why the mere sight of one left him unable to think straight.
"Gulp…"
Of course Im Seowol had no way of knowing any of that. All he could do was desperately fight the urge to take the cock into his mouth, swallowing saliva over and over.
I have to endure…!
Close my eyes and think of something else. Six times thirteen is…
Part of him still couldn't believe he was squatting with his legs spread in front of a clerk, unable to tear his eyes from a dick. But it was undeniable reality.
He shut his eyes and tried to think of anything else to stop himself from being pulled in further. Not long after he closed them, a strange wet sound reached his ears.
"Schlick… slurp… mmph…"
"Ugh…
Is it because you're smart? You're way too good at sucking…"
The wet sounds mixed with a clerk's voice praising someone. Then Im Seowol felt a hand grab his own head.
…?! I'm sucking…?!
When he opened his eyes and returned to reality, he finally registered what his body was doing—earnestly servicing a cock.
"Slurp… schlick… chuuup…♡"
His mind had frozen in shock, but his body had already wrapped its arms around the clerk's hips, sealed its cheeks around the shaft, and was bobbing its face back and forth with everything it had, hungering for semen.
"Chuuup… chuk… chuuuup… churululup…♡"
Whether it was Im Seowol's skillful tongue or the clerk simply being quick, it didn't take long after he began using the "vacuum oral pussy service" he had learned with his body the night before for the clerk's cock to start throbbing hard.
"Khh…!"
The clerk, on the verge of climax, couldn't hold back a moan. The swollen cock twitched and jumped inside Im Seowol's mouth.
"Ugh… don't swallow until I tell you. Keep it in your mouth. Got it?"
"Chuuup, mm, churup, mmm, yesh…♡"
Without even realizing it, Im Seowol nodded while still holding the cock between his lips at the clerk's arrogant command.
"Uub, zub, tssup, tssseup♡"
Then he used every bit of his tongue and the soft lining of his mouth for one final milking.
"Nnghuu♡ nng♡ churulurulurup—"
"Ugh!"
Throb— throb—
The cock shuddered inside Im Seowol's mouth far more violently than before it came.
Throb—
With every pulse, a generous amount of semen spurted into his mouth.
"Nnguut?! Nnnngh—"
The last scraps of revulsion toward cocks that had lingered in a corner of his mind were washed clean away, as if rinsed by flowing water. The cock thrashing in his mouth, the hot, bitter taste and heat of the semen on his tongue, sank straight into the core of his brain.
And Im Seowol could feel that taste of male cock and semen, now branded into his mind, transforming into pure craving and coiling thickly in his lower belly.
"Huu…
Open your mouth and show me the cum."