episode_0015

“Hey, from today, let’s do it somewhere else.”

Gunwoo said to me in the boys’ restroom of the private institute, just like any other time last year when he was about to pick on me.

As I was about to undress as usual (to be picked on), I bluntly responded to Gunwoo, who suddenly made such a remark.

“Why all of a sudden?”

“I’m sick of doing it here. It stinks and it’s kind of dirty…”

“Well, that’s true, but where do you want to do it then?”

“My place.”

“What?”

“Let’s go to my place.”

I was taken aback by Gunwoo’s unexpected words, but he insistently told me to follow him. At that time, there was no choice for me but to obediently follow Gunwoo if I wanted to return to being a boy.

“From today, let’s ditch the institute and come to my place. I’m not going to the institute either.”

“W-what are you planning to do at your place?”

“What do you think? I’m gonna screw you over.”

With those words, Gunwoo grabbed my buttocks. Perverted bastard… I probably cursed him inwardly at that moment. However, fearing Gunwoo’s escalating sexual demands, I gritted my teeth to endure without feeling repulsed.

“At your place… There’s no one else, right? Your parents or siblings…”

“I’m a child born out of wedlock. And my parents… are hardly at home.”

“Huh? Why aren’t they at home?”

“That’s none of your business. Damn it.”

“Oh, okay. Why get angry and make a fuss.”

I later found out that Gunwoo’s father and mother were practically living separate lives. His father was busy with work, and his mother simply wasn’t at home much. I heard they were on the verge of divorce, so it seemed reasonable that Gunwoo wouldn’t care even if he had been bullied at school for three years. It’s not for me, as the victim, to say anything.

Anyway, that day, I went to Gunwoo’s house for the first time.

“Your house is quite nice, isn’t it?”

“Just come in.”

Gunwoo’s house was not an apartment but a wealthy-looking residence where affluent people lived, also being in the same school district. That was something I didn’t know until that day.

It had a garden and was quite spacious… But it was filled only with silence. No, it felt beyond silent; it felt desolate.

“With such a spacious house, don’t you have a housekeeper?”

I inquired if there was a housekeeper. It wasn’t just mere curiosity; I thought that if there was a housekeeper, Geonwoo would bother me less.

“No, there isn’t one. There used to be, but not anymore.”

“Why isn’t there one? Your mother doesn’t seem like she’d clean everything here…”

“My dad had an affair with the housekeeper.”

“Oh.”

“Not long after, my mom had an affair too. Anyway, take off your clothes.”

Geonwoo sat on the sofa in the living room and spoke as if giving orders. I was taken aback by his command, but by then, I had already begun to yield to Geonwoo, so I quietly took off my clothes.

“Hey, don’t just throw them anywhere, neatly lay them out next to you.”

“Oh, you’re so picky. What’s wrong with doing it like this?”

Smack!

“Why did you hit my butt?”

“Because you didn’t listen. If you keep it up, I’ll hit you again.”

“Fine, I’ll do it. You’re such a jerk.”

In the end, I laid out my clothes as Geonwoo instructed. “Take off your underwear too and lay it on top, make sure it’s visible.”

“…You pervert.”

“Shut up. And once you’re done, put this on.”

“What is… this?”

“If you look, you’ll know. It’s underwear.”

What Geonwoo handed me was indeed underwear, but it was definitely not ordinary underwear. It was revealing, covering much less than what normal underwear would cover. It was not meant for ordinary use.

“How could you have something like this?”

“It’s my dad’s lover’s. He had a bunch of these hidden in the closet.”

“You or your dad are both perverts!”

“Got it, now hurry and put it on.”

“What if I refuse?!”

Geonwoo, seemingly annoyed by my grumbling, turned on the TV. A news channel appeared, but he immediately changed it to another channel. Soon, the screen showed a popular girl group dancing.

“If you don’t like it, then stop complaining. Of course, things can’t go back to how they were originally.”

“…Do you even have any intention of letting me go back to how I was?”

“You’ll get back what you gave me.”

“Do you mean… I have to endure this for three years?”

That was a nightmare, at least for the me back then. But for Geonwoo, it was just a given.

“If you don’t like it, then shake your butt harder to satisfy me. Or maybe you know? Will you keep yelling until I let you go back to how you were before?”

“…You bastard.”

“Fine, I’m a bastard. You’re just like a whore. So, make up your mind whether you’re going to open your mouth or not.”

“…Should I open it? If I do.”

In the end, she put on the revealing lingerie. She thought it would be loose, but it actually accentuated her hips and chest.

“The red is disgustingly big.”

“Shh, now that you’ve put it on, what are we going to do?”

I felt like I could die of embarrassment. I was even more embarrassed than when I took off my clothes. But Geonwoo demanded something even more embarrassing.

“Dance. Like them.”

“What…?”

“I said dance. Like those girls. Can’t you?”

Geonwoo pointed to girl groups dancing incessantly on TV. The sexy concept of idol group dances was quite provocative. To follow that… I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“I-I can’t.”

“It’s not that you can’t, but that you don’t want to, right?”

“I really can’t. I’ve never tried that kind of dance… Hmph.”

As I said I couldn’t dance, Geonwoo kissed me right on the lips. Not only did he kiss me, but then he groped my chest and touched my buttocks as if possessed by a demon.

Not content with just touching, he even sucked on my nipples.

“D-Don’t suck, you pervert.”

“I’ll suck until you do it. After all, you used to do it all the time anyway.”

“Even if you suck… I still won’t do it.”

“But if you don’t, we’ll go all the way to sex today. Don’t you dislike sex?”

“Damn it…”

At that time, I still felt repulsed by sex. I could endure kissing, fellatio, and caresses, but sex was different. My pride as a man was already crumbling, but if even my aversion to sex disappeared, I felt like things would truly go wrong.

“If you hate it that much, should we just start with sex?”

“…I’ll do it.”

“I can’t hear you very well.”

“I said I’d dance, you son of a bitch.”

In the end, I started dancing in front of Geonwoo, almost half-naked.

Of course, it was awkward since it was my first time. But even though I lacked strength, I still had some muscle memory, so I quickly managed to follow along properly.

“You’re good at this. Try singing a song too.”

“Be quiet.”

“Come to think of it, didn’t you say your mom was an idol? You’re just like her.”

“No way! What about your mom?!”

“Where did you see her? How about trying to be an idol like your mom? Oh, maybe that’s tough at your age.”

“I absolutely refuse!”

For a moment, I had imagined myself as an idol. The very act of imagining it was humiliating.

“Why? It seemed like you had a knack for shaking your butt in front of guys.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You just made me do it, didn’t you?”

“For something you were made to do, you seem to be enjoying it. Well, it doesn’t matter. Don’t stop, keep dancing.”

That day, I had to keep dancing while enduring Geonwoo’s teasing. It was a nightmare-like memory.

…Back then.

“Oh, without realizing, I’m feeling sweet. My mouth is watering, this must be love, I’m staring at you for a long time ♬”

A year has passed. I was still dancing in front of Geonwoo.

“Hey, the TV isn’t visible.”

“The TV comes into view? When your girlfriend is taking off her clothes and dancing?”

Just like a year ago, I was wearing revealing underwear and shaking my butt. Now, I even climbed onto the table in front of the sofa, as if it were a stage, and danced. I was incredibly skilled at dancing.

“There’s no need to dance on the table.”

“Hmph, I’m doing it on purpose. Because you’re looking at other girls.”

“But we’re watching a girl group, why are you saying that?”

“Aren’t girl groups made up of girls?”

“But you’re not a girl either.”

“But I am a girl?”

I laughed and struck a pose. It was a provocative pose that wasn’t originally part of the dance moves.

“How is it? Do you like it?”

“It’s disgusting.”

“You pervert, you got excited again.”

“You’re so disgusting.”

“Hehe, then should I show you something even more disgusting?”

“Stop it, where are you going to?”

“Just wait a moment.”

Leaving Geonwoo, who was captivated by my body, for a moment, I headed somewhere. After a while, I came out wearing something I had been eyeing.

“Ta-da, how is it?”

“You, that…”

“Whether it’s your dad’s taste or whatever, there was something like this. See-through.”

Among the revealing clothes in Geonwoo’s father’s secret wardrobe, there were many erotic ones, and among them, there was also see-through.

“How is it?”

“……”

“Hey, tell me what you think—ah!”

Without a word, Geonwoo walked over to me and pounced on me. He covered me as if he were preying on me, rummaging through my body as he pinned me down on the sofa.

“Damn it. Are you doing this on purpose? Asking to be covered?”

“Oh, no, I’m not?”

“Really?”

“Hehe, do you really think so? Ah, don’t tear it. What a waste.”

“Fortune telling is enough. Just yours will do.”

Geonwoo didn’t take off the see-through fabric, but instead tore it and then licked it like a puppy. It was incredibly ticklish to have his face buried in his chest, but it felt just like hugging a puppy.

“Do you like that so much?”

“I do.”

“Should I dress you like this every day?”

“Will you really?”

“It doesn’t matter to me… Actually, I don’t have many clothes like this.”

I remembered the clothes I had at home. There weren’t many pretty ones. When I became a girl, I started having things like women’s underwear, but thinking about my wardrobe, being “a girl” didn’t seem to involve paying much attention to clothes.

“Then should we go buy some clothes later?”

“Huh? Clothes?”

“Yeah, I’ll buy them for you.”

“Really? You don’t need to…”

“I’m buying them because you like it. I’m doing it to please my eyes. If you dress like a monk, it doesn’t sit well with me.”

“You jerk.”

He always talks like that… but deep down, I was happy. It was the first time Geonwoo was buying me clothes.

“But make sure you wear what I buy.”

“Are you going to make me wear some kinky clothes again? You perverted jerk.”

“It’s the clothes you’ll be wearing around, are you going to act like that? Only I will see the kinky clothes.”

“Hmm, why? Worried other guys might see if I wear kinky clothes?”

“Of course, why would I want to show what’s mine to others?”

“Damn it. Why would I be yours?”

…I said with a slightly raised tail. I’m yours… that statement itself brought me so much happiness.

“Of course, you’re mine.”

“…Really?”

“Yes. Mine. I’ll do as I please and ruin it as I please.”

“I’m just your toy.”

“You asked for it.”

Right. I said that.

You’re mine. So paint it with your colors as you please. Ruin it as you please.

I can’t live without you.

“…Okay, shall we?”

“I want to see more of your dance.”

“You’re such a pervert. I’ll do that later, so wait for it.”

I lay on the sofa as if I wouldn’t resist at all.

“Come here.”

“You’re such a damn bastard.”

“Ahh ♥”

Geonwoo turned into a beast and pounced on me. He poured kisses and roughly removed the fabric as if he didn’t need it anymore.

“…The sofa is narrow.”

Once again, they concealed each other’s bodies. Just as they were about to insert themselves after thoroughly enjoying the foreplay.

On the sofa, they realized that having sex was more difficult than they had thought. More precisely, the position where Geonwoo was on top made it uncomfortable.

“Hey, why don’t you lie down?”

“Why would I?”

“I want to watch you dance some more,” I said with a smirk.

“Then I’ll dance on top of you.”