Chapter 19: The Vulgar Barracks [R-18]

Outside the barracks, the male trainees were returning from training, filing down the hallway. Just as the rhythmic thud of their sneakers began to echo—

Inside the men’s barracks, Seojin, having already been led there by an instructor, had set down her things and was sitting. Her clothes were neat, but her face was as blank as a dried sheet of paper.

The door burst open, and a flood of footsteps poured in. Fifteen of them. A literal stampede.

“Whoa, I thought I was gonna die. Wasn’t today’s training fucking brutal?”

And from the end of the hall, a familiar face walked over. It was the guy who had relentlessly hit on her during the run. He froze the moment he saw Seojin. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead.

“…What the hell. What are you doing here?”

He took two or three steps closer, his brow furrowed in disbelief.

“Your stuff… huh. You were assigned here?”

Seojin said nothing. She just quietly lowered her head and bit her lip.

“Hey, answer me.”

His voice was a mix of surprise and mockery. The other male trainees, following behind him, also stopped in their tracks at the sight.

“The reward bitch was assigned here?”

“Hey, hey, I worked my ass off in training today. Did the reward get changed to this room?”

“So, does this mean we get to sleep next to her every night? Awesome~”

“Hey, can she just sit anywhere? Or will she lend us her lap?”

“…”

Seojin still didn’t raise her head. The tips of her ears slowly began to burn. She couldn’t say a word, forced to simply stand there before their gazes.

An unfamiliar space. Unfamiliar voices. Unfamiliar stares. Seojin, left all alone amidst these sweaty, unkempt men.

She realized with a jolt that she was no longer ‘on their side.’ Even though they were all trainees, she was an outsider.

Her breath caught in her throat. The low chuckles, the sound of clothes being taken off, the jokes laced into the end of every sentence. Seojin kept her head down, her hands resting on her knees.

“Fuck, the spot next to this bitch? Jackpot.”

Faces grinned openly, nudging the person next to them with an elbow. Some pretended to organize their belongings while sneaking glances at Seojin. A kind of observation, evaluation, and interest.

“Hey, but for real… aren’t her tits fucking huge? Man, when she came out in that t-shirt this morning, I thought my heart was gonna stop.”

“Guys, from now on, let’s just pretend we don’t see whatever happens in the barracks~ Someone might be here to receive the greatest welfare benefit of his life.”

“She’s really just a woman… Wow, up close she’s fucking hot, for real.”

Someone whispered from above Seojin.

“You, make sure you time your bath right.”

Seojin pressed her lips together. A single careless word could be like oil on a fire. It was a lesson she had learned with her body in the drill instructor’s office. Men were creatures who only pushed deeper when provoked.

But here, there wasn’t even an instructor. There was no one to take responsibility, no watchful eyes. There were only fifteen men and herself in a narrow barracks thick with the smell of sweat.

“Bath? Sex.”

“We’re in the same barracks, of course we should go together. Aren’t we brothers now?”

“Brothers? Or our noona?”

Someone’s hips rocked back and forth wildly. His hands, grabbing at the air, were likely mimicking his own ass.

“They said getting assigned to a unit is better than being a trainee, but now it’s the fucking opposite. Let me be a trainee forever~~”

A large man stretched his arms and shrugged as if loosening up. Another trainee taking off his shoes nearby glanced at Seojin and blurted out.

“Hey, you didn’t train, but you still have to go wash up, right?”

Seojin whipped her head around, trying to escape their vile presence.

“I already washed up.”

“Ooh, sounds like you’re asking to get fucked right now. And we were taught to move as one body.”

Seojin blinked, saying nothing.

“We’re just saying we want to see your back, you fucking bitch.”

But they were already pulling Seojin to her feet and heading for the barracks door.

“Ugh…”

Her peers, already drenched in sweat and half-naked, were laughing without a hint of shame.

“We’re sharing a barracks. We should get friendly, show each other our balls, right?”

“For this bitch, is it her tits instead? She’s got a pair of those, after all.”

“You know how guys are, right? You were a guy too, so you get it, don’t you?”

Seojin’s brow twitched slightly. As she stared straight ahead in silence, one of the men laughed and shot back.

“Scared? Hey, if you were a man, this would be no big deal. Why are you making such a fuss?”

“The hyungs are being so nice to you, why are you so prickly? We’re just trying to get along.”

At that, another man from the back snickered and added.

“She’s gonna get stripped bare now, right? Ehehe.”

“Legal sex~”

An unspoken escort had formed naturally, without anyone giving an order. Trapped within it, Seojin walked as if she were imprisoned.

Someone bumped into her.

He brushed her shoulder and laughed as if it were a joke. From behind, another one playfully yelled into the air, “Watch your ass~”

Laughter erupted, and deliberately exaggerated footsteps echoed down the hall.

She moved one foot, then the other, her eyes fixed on her toes. But the weight of the stares she felt from beneath her feet was anything but light.

“Still, with a face that’s top-fucking-tier and those milk-jug tits, she’ll be easy to get attached to. Right?”

“Hey, watch your mouth. What if the little bitch starts crying?”

“But if she cries, well… that has its own appeal…”

More raucous laughter. Seojin didn’t say a single word. Each step felt too far, too long.

When they reached the shower room, the men walking in front opened the door.

“Well then, let’s get friendly~”

Before the words were even finished, shirts were being pulled off one by one.

Sweat-soaked undershirts and damp military uniforms fell carelessly to the floor. The drawstrings of their pants were undone. Excessively and without hesitation, the men’s bodies were revealed before Seojin, every single one of them brazenly erect.

In the uniquely humid air of the shower room, a space already hazy with steam, Seojin stood, still unable to remove anything.

When most of the soldiers were naked, a silence like a thick fog descended on the room. A strange stillness, where not even a single metal locker door creaked open.

Seojin was at its center.

She took a quiet breath. If she couldn’t escape, she might as well get it over with quickly. As Seojin’s hands lifted the hem of her shirt, one of the men swallowed hard. Another let out a silent breath.

The fabric slid down her shoulders. The line of her back, and the elegant curve of her waist, were softly revealed under the silvery light.

A wave of sounds washed over her—whether from tension or from excited anticipation, she couldn’t tell.

The shirt fell slowly, and as her hands reached the waistband of her pants, someone couldn’t hold back a whistle. Only then did the others burst into laughter.

“Whoa, holy shit~ She’s really taking it off.”

Someone’s eyes widened; another seemed to have stopped breathing altogether. Her skin, reflecting the light, was so flawlessly smooth it was hard to believe she had ever been a man, so translucent it seemed to hold moisture.

Her pants dropped to the floor with a soft thud. Her long hair cascaded down her skin like a flowing stream. In an instant, thirty pairs of eyes were fixed on a single spot.

“What’s that? A thong?”

“A micro-bikini? Fucking hell, even her underwear…”

She slowly, quietly peeled off the last piece of clothing covering her. As the thin underwear slid against her skin, she felt a chill run over her as the cold air hit.

There were many hands itching to grope those tits and finger that pussy, but held in check by each other’s presence, they simply watched the strip show.

“You bastards, let’s do it in the showers. If it splashes, we’ll have to clean it up.”

At those words, the soldiers hurried to claim spots under the showerheads, but the last one to go casually slapped her ass as he passed.

“Hurry up and get over here.”

She said nothing and was the last to step inside.

Someone deliberately splashed water from his shower, gesturing for her to come to his spot.

“Hey! Kang Seojin, look over here. Want me to scrub your back?”

“I’ll give you a full-course massage.”

As she walked, she did her best to cover her large breasts with one arm to keep them from bouncing. Her other hand covered the opening below. The empty spot she chose was a testament to her refusal to accept any of their invitations.

Under the pouring shower streams, Seojin was ensnared by the men’s gazes. A whistle echoed through the space. She could feel their presence behind her.

Their laughter was so familiar, so disgustingly common, that she desperately wished she could just go numb.

“Look at that, her face is all red. Guess she’s really into us, huh?”

Someone said playfully.

The moment Seojin, deciding it was better to just wash quickly, dropped her hands from her body, it was as if they all knew there was no fool among them who would let her just stand there.

“The tits are real, and they’re even better in person.”

Squeeze.

A soldier’s palm grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed hard. Seojin’s body flinched, but her head didn’t move.

“Ngh…”

“Fuck, that feels amazing.”

Clenched fists, lips pressed tight. A silent resolve to never react, to never give any of them the satisfaction.

Then, the sound of a rough palm striking her.

Slap.

“Hey, we all got naked to get friendly. What’re you gonna do if you don’t play along?”

“We’re in the same barracks, we’re comrades. Shouldn’t we… get a little closer?”

Several men crowded into the spot next to her. One turned on a showerhead and deliberately aimed the spray at her pussy, while the man who had slapped her ass grabbed her there and spread her open.

“…!”

Her wet hair clung to the nape of her neck, her luscious ass gripped by someone, forcing her into a shameful position where her sensitive insides were blasted with water.

“…You vulgar bastards.”

The words seemed to escape her lips, despite her best efforts to swallow her boiling rage.

“Oh? Are you stupid? Do you not understand your situation right now?”

Amidst the scattered cheers, more hands latched onto her. The man closest to her grabbed her by the thighs and lifted her straight up.

“…Wait, don’t!”

The moment she was lifted, Seojin bent over, stumbling as she tried to stop him. But she stood no chance against the most muscular man there.

“Yeeeah! The bitch who thinks she’s too good for us is showing her pussy to her barrack-mates!”

“Wooooo~~~”

All she could do was expose her genitals to the leering, naked crowd.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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