Confession

I’ve seen stores like this in dramas. Aren’t they usually the kind of places upper-class women frequent when they’re bored?

As if to confirm my thoughts, I could see women in luxurious clothing inside the store, attended by staff members beside them.

Are we really going to a place like this?

I felt an instinctive repulsion. It wasn’t just because it was a women’s clothing store; I simply felt a strong aversion to such expensive-looking places. For someone who has lived their entire life with the sensibilities of a commoner, a store like this is nothing more or less than a waste of money.

But before I could express my reluctance to Taeyang, he took my hand and opened the store’s door. As soon as the bell jingled, several staff members approached and greeted us politely.

“Welcome, customer-nim.”

The politely greeting staff members were pretty. Of course, not as much as my own body, but their figures were quite good. Since appearance is important in service jobs like this, it might be natural.

The staff members glanced at me and Taeyang and seemed to realize what our relationship was. They probably saw us as a couple. Of course, that was a huge misunderstanding, but I didn’t feel the need to correct them, so I let it be.

“Please pick out some clothes that suit her. She’s a kid with no eye for clothes.”

“Yes, understood.”

After saying that, Taeyang sat on a nearby sofa. A staff member, who had approached unnoticed, brought him a suitable coffee. As I stared blankly at the scene, I heard someone among the staff call out to me.

“Customer-nim, shall we go look at clothes?”

“Ah, yes.”

Taeyang was waving his hand, telling me to have a good time.

This is insane.

It’s my first time choosing women’s clothes. Of course, since the staff are accompanying me, I won’t be choosing them myself, but even so, I feel like something about me is going to become strange.

My head spinning once again, I naturally swallowed the semen.

“Ugh…”

This time, perhaps Taeyang didn’t see me, so the vibrator didn’t activate. Nevertheless, just from tasting and smelling the semen, I felt a throbbing sensation in my nipples and lower abdomen.

It feels like I’m being trained or something.

Of course, there’s no way I’d be trained just by drinking semen.

“Customer-nim, are you alright?”

“Ah, yes, I’m fine.”

The staff member beside me looked at me with worried eyes. I knew it was the gaze of capitalism, but it didn’t feel bad nonetheless.

*

…No. Let me correct that. It’s a bad feeling.

“Customer-nim, this outfit is…”

“Or if it’s this outfit…”

“This outfit is blah blah blah…”

I’m dead tired. It seems that becoming a woman doesn’t mean my heart becomes a woman too. I remember my ex-girlfriend saying that if I became a woman, I’d understand her feelings about shopping, but it looks like you were wrong.

The staff members are too enthusiastic. But I can’t really say anything, as they’re just being polite and doing their best at their job. If I did, I’d just be a difficult customer.

“Haa…”

I took the most ordinary-looking clothes and drank the semen in the changing room. From the straw, I could hear a scraping sound, as if it was almost empty. I opened the lid to check, and indeed, there wasn’t much left.

“Should I get more…?”

I put the cup down on the floor and took off the clothes I was wearing to change. Once I was completely naked, I saw that my nipples were painfully taut, and my clit was a size I’d never seen before, with love juice dripping from my pussy.

And the vibrator isn’t even working.

It’s certainly good that I can feel pleasure by drinking semen, but… this is a bit troublesome. At this rate, aren’t I just a horny pervert?

…But then again, if I’m going to be used for sexual service anyway, maybe it’s better to become a horny perverted bitch?

“Ugh, I don’t know.”

For now, it seemed better to put on clothes first and then think. I looked at the clothes the staff member had handed me. A clean-looking knit top and a skirt. Naturally, there was no underwear.

“This is going to get wet again…”

Even while muttering, I started putting on the clothes. They say fashion is completed by the face, don’t they? What’s more, the fit wasn’t bad either, so it was truly perfect.

“Wow, it really suits you well!”

When I put on all the clothes and stepped out of the changing room, the staff member was utterly surprised. That expression was probably genuine. Honestly, I was a bit surprised too. I didn’t expect it to be this much, no matter what.

“Ah, yes. Then we’ll buy this one and…”

“No, your boyfriend-nim bought all the clothes you tried on.”

“What? Why?”

“He said he’d just buy them all anyway because they’d all be pretty, didn’t he? Your boyfriend-nim seems to really like you.”

The staff member was genuinely looking at me with envious eyes.

“Ah, yes…”

Then why did I even try on the clothes?

As I headed towards the entrance with a bewildered mind, I saw Taeyang sitting there. As soon as I came out, he quickly noticed me and waved with a smile.

“Oh, it suits you incredibly well.”

“R-really?”

“Shall we go?”

“Mmm…”

Taeyang put his arm around my waist. What the hell is this bastard doing…?

But I didn’t feel like pushing him away. For one, he bought me clothes, and hadn’t he helped me a lot?

And most of all, his scent… it feels… a little good.

Fuck, why am I like this? Even though I know it’s wrong, I keep sniffing Taeyang’s scent. Getting horny from a man’s smell is a bit much, isn’t it?

When we stepped outside, more gazes were on us than I expected. And most of those gazes were directed at me. I was certainly pretty, after all. Even when held in another man’s arms, eyes would inevitably be drawn to me.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m okay…”

When I look at Taeyang, who’s asking me while looking down, my heart involuntarily pounds. Fuck, fuck…

I tried to calm myself with great difficulty, but for some reason, his scent seemed to grow stronger, to the point where I could feel my face reddening.

No, no. This is strictly a business relationship. I absolutely do not like Taeyang; it’s just my body, preparing to become Taeyang’s exclusive dickhead, making a mistake on its own.

Don’t be mistaken, my body. This isn’t romantic affection. You just need to get fucked by Taeyang’s superior penis and drip vaginal fluids. It’s absolutely not that I like him or anything like that.

This is a thought I absolutely shouldn’t have. After all, just as an onahole cannot like its owner, I, too, cannot dare to like Taeyang.

This is also disrespectful to Taeyang. So, so I’m trying my best not to have such thoughts, but then…

“Your face is really red, though? Are you really okay?”

…Why do you keep confusing me?

“Youuu…”

“Hm?”

“Why do you keep… doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“Why, why… why do you keep confusing me?!”

As I yelled, I felt the surrounding people staring. Taeyang also looked around, seemingly flustered. Then, perhaps sensing something unusual from my face, he took my hand and moved to a secluded spot.

“What are you talking about?”

An alleyway. A dark place with not a single person.

It’s better this way. In a place like this, I can convey all my thoughts.

“What do I mean? Are you asking because you really don’t know?”

Taeyang made an expression as if he truly didn’t know.

“You keep being so good to me. Even now, you buy me clothes like this, and you make it so I can feel good just by drinking semen…!”

Taeyang’s expression twisted. It was a look as if he was wondering what the hell I was talking about. Then, after a moment, his expression turned to one of understanding… and he looked at me with an unreadable expression, somewhere between a smile and a cry.

“…And?”

Taeyang’s voice was trembling.

“And, you say you’ll turn me into an idiotic premature ejaculation pussy that climaxes and drips vaginal fluids just from being touched, and you say you’ll ruin my perfectly normal life and turn it into one where I can only think about your penis…!”

“Pffft, *huff*… *cough*, and?”

“A-and, you let me suck that amazing penis, and you keep treating me like a convenient portable dickhead that can be used anywhere… so I can’t help but get confused…”

My voice was trembling too, without me realizing it.

“*Gasp*, *cough*, *huff*, *gasp*… *huff*, i-is that so?”

Although I wasn’t a real woman, I could fully understand. Taeyang… genuinely intends to turn me into an idiotic masochistic bitch whose mind is filled only with thoughts of his penis. Into a convenient woman who happily accepts any command…

And if I realize that… then of course I can’t help but like it. Taeyang’s true intentions are conveyed, and I unknowingly open the door to my heart.

At first, I was unsure. A bad guy who possessed a hypnosis app. That was my first impression of Jeong Taeyang.

But now, I know.

Taeyang is serious. He genuinely intends to break me and make me ridiculous. Once I’ve realized that… there’s no way I can escape.

“Please, please. Take me, take me as your Master-nim’s dickhead…”

I immediately prostrated myself at Taeyang’s feet. And I begged. I begged him to take me as his dickhead. To break me so completely that I wouldn’t be able to escape even if my mind changed later.

“Pffft, *gasp*, *huff*, *whew*, *ha*, I’m really going to suffocate…”

Taeyang also seemed to be contemplating. Indeed, it’s not an easy thing. There’s no way someone could easily ruin and destroy another person’s life.

Perhaps I was making an unreasonable request. But…

“Then, shall we go to a motel? I’ll make it so you can’t escape even if you say you don’t like it later.”

Taeyang did not refuse.