Escape 2

Various topics were discussed, but the mealtime wasn’t bad. The atmosphere could have become awkward due to some sensitive topics, but the man with surprisingly thick eyebrows, Lee Dae-hyun, had excellent conversational skills.

As we ate the food, he talked about everyday things without any pressure, and he shared quite interesting anecdotes, so before we knew it, we were completely engrossed in Lee Dae-hyun’s words.

As the meal was nearing its end in such a pleasant atmosphere, perhaps feeling that the mood had lightened sufficiently, questions started coming my way too.

At first, they were simple questions. Questions that I felt weren’t strange at all, the kind men could easily exchange, gradually leading to more personal topics.

Even so, I didn’t feel bad at all, and it even reached the point where I found talking enjoyable.

“Sebin, what’s your ideal type?”

“My ideal type?”

“Yeah. Like, what kind of guy you like, something like that.”

Normally, even if I received such questions, I would have politely dodged them or not answered. But having maintained a good atmosphere for an hour already, I didn’t feel like doing that.

To be precise, I did feel something, but it wasn’t a feeling of dislike; rather, it was a desire not to ruin this atmosphere. It was that much fun, and the situation wasn’t bad.

“Hmm…”

Even so, there’s no way I, who used to be a man, could talk about my ideal type of man. And if I talked about my ideal type of woman, I’d immediately be treated as a lesbian.

In the end, I pretended to ponder while racking my brain as much as possible. Thinking about how I could give a plausible answer.

“Uh… someone handsome?”

So I gave the most innocuous and common answer. Just like men, there’s no way women would dislike handsome people. There’s a reason the term “looks-obsessed” exists.

But perhaps my answer was too generic, as Lee Dae-hyun burst out laughing, holding his stomach.

“Aw, isn’t that too broad? What woman in the world dislikes handsome people?”

“Uhm…”

That’s true, but.

Still, there’s no way I could describe a man’s face in detail like a real girl. I can’t even describe women’s faces in detail, so whenever I write a novel, I just gloss over it by saying, ‘Her face was so beautiful it didn’t need describing.’

“Uh, so, someone who’s moderately masculine and moderately cool…?”

The answer I came up with was frankly ridiculous. If someone is “moderately masculine and moderately cool,” doesn’t that just mean they’re “average”?

At first, I was going to say “just a masculine person,” but saying that made me, who used to be a man, feel too much like a gay man, so I disliked it. And saying I liked “pretty boys”… I disliked that a bit too.

That was the answer I came up with. A man who’s moderately masculine and moderately cool.

“Hahahaha!”

My answer must have been funny, as Lee Dae-hyun burst out laughing without even trying to hold it in. I quickly realized how ridiculous my own words were and my face flushed.

Fuck.

*

Naturally, Lee Dae-hyun paid the bill. It was the kind of restaurant he’d brought me to, implying he’d pay, and honestly, when I saw the bill, I couldn’t even fathom paying it. If it had been at least a manageable amount, I would have offered to split the bill…

“No. This much is fine.”

The price was too aggressive. We only ordered enough for three people, and that’s the price it came out to? An illogical sight that I couldn’t comprehend. It was to the point where I wondered if that restaurant was using hypnosis to sell its food.

“Shall I treat you next time?”

The words popped out without me thinking. But well… even if I leave here, if he’s this good of a person, it wouldn’t be bad. Besides, come to think of it, didn’t I give him my contact info last time?

Of course, I didn’t give it to him directly, but he wanted my ID photo, so I sent it to him via text…

“Haha. I’d like that.”

He chuckled and took a sip of the iced Americano he’d bought from the cafe. Watching him, I checked the time roughly, and it was around 7 PM. The sun was setting, and if I was going to leave, it seemed like now was the time, so I decided to say goodbye here again.

“Ah, then, I’ll be going…?”

Unconsciously, I lifted the hem of my skirt, which had slipped down again, revealing what was underneath. This time too, Lee Dae-hyun flinched in surprise, but quickly regained his composure and smiled faintly.

“Sebin.”

But why did he suddenly grab my shoulder?

“Shall I walk you to the station?”

Certainly.

If he offered to walk me to the station, there was no reason to refuse. It was getting dark, and it would be most comfortable to go with someone I’d already become acquainted with.

But why… did his voice sound so unsettling?

It felt as if a sinister and lecherous Lee Dae-hyun had replaced the humorous and fun Lee Dae-hyun from earlier. To be precise, it felt that way ever since I said goodbye.

“Uh… shall we go?”

It must be a misunderstanding. Right? No matter what, someone this good…?

But something felt off. A feeling that something terrible would happen if I followed him…

“Hey, hey.”

Just then, the man who had been behind them… whose face was blurry and hard to see, and who had no presence, the man whose name was either Kim Tae-yang or Geum Tae-yang, called out to Lee Dae-hyun.

I wondered what was going on, but Lee Dae-hyun, after looking at the smartphone the blurry man showed him, made a slightly surprised expression, then looked back at me and smiled faintly.

“Ah, sorry. It’s work-related. It’s nothing. Shall we go?”

…And for some reason, the feeling of danger had vanished.

**

“Oh, the subway station…”

Lee Dae-hyun and the blurry man parted ways with me in front of the subway station. As if to prove that the sensation I felt was indeed strange, nothing happened.

I entered the subway station, tapped my transportation card, went inside the station, and waited for the subway.

Clearly, Lee Se-bin grew up in the countryside and had never taken public transportation even when coming here, yet for some reason, she had a transportation card…

Is this a game correction? For now, there’s no harm in it, so I decided to just let it go. In fact, it would have been more inconvenient if I had to pay 1100 won each time and get a ticket.

“Hmm…”

By the way, I still hadn’t decided where to go. I had just come out with the thought of going down to the countryside, but where should I go?

First, I decided to go to Seoul Station. One way or another, to go down to the countryside, taking a train from Seoul Station is the best option. At least, that’s what my common sense told me.

In the game, this place is also in the metropolitan area, so it would take an hour at most to get to Seoul Station. Looking at the rough subway map, it didn’t seem particularly different from reality. Whether I go to Daejeon or Busan, I’d decide that later; for now, let’s just go.

Just then, the subway arrived, and I boarded it. Even when I was a man, I had mostly taken buses for a long time, so it was my first time on a subway in a while. But there was no time for sentimentality.

Because it was rush hour…

“Coming through!”

The term “Hell Train” perfectly suited it. It was so packed with people that I couldn’t move an inch. Even standing still, my body was pushed, and I bumped into people around me.

Most of the people around me were men in suits. Even though I had an average height for a woman, it was inevitable that men would be taller.

It was probably inevitable that I’d be trapped amidst those men rubbing against each other…

In Japanese manga, this is where you always see perverts.

But in this situation, just standing in place would be torture, let alone dealing with a pervert. Come to think of it, perverts usually target those standing by the doors, don’t they? It doesn’t apply to me at all, stuck in the middle like this.

Somehow, it felt like something behind me was rubbing, but it must be my imagination. In such a severe Hell Train, you just have to endure a bit of rubbing. If people reported every instance of this as sexual harassment, no one would be left.

So, even if my skirt rides up to my waist, and someone reaches out and fondles me over my tight-fitting T-shirt, it wouldn’t be a pervert, would it…?

“…”

‘Fuck, this is clearly a pervert, isn’t it?’

It wasn’t.

*

Let’s calm down. First, let’s assess the current situation.

I slightly lowered my head to check my current situation.

My already short skirt had ridden up to my waist, revealing my heart-shaped panties, with my pussy mound exposed, and a rather large man’s hand was resting on top of my tight-fitting T-shirt.

‘Fuck, it’s confirmed.’

This was undeniably the act of a pervert. Even if one were to argue that his hand somehow had nothing to grab onto (which is also strange), lifting my skirt like that seemed like a blatant announcement that he was going to touch me.

What should I do?

Should I scream and make a scene right here, right now?

Most people say they can’t do that when they’re assaulted by a pervert, but perhaps because I still had memories of being a man, I didn’t feel scared at all.

Of course, the shame of my body being exposed… I might even be looking forward to it. After all, this body has exhibitionism.

The hand touching my chest was still rubbing. The fact that I could feel stimulation even through my bra meant it wasn’t impossible to touch. It even made me wonder if he was quite an experienced pervert.

Actually, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, if I scream, this pervert is finished.

“Sigh…”

I let out a small sigh. It was a very small sigh, but the pervert fondling my body must have heard it.

This was a kind of warning. It meant that I wouldn’t moan like in Japanese manga just because he touched me, and I wasn’t someone who wouldn’t scream out of shame or fear, so he should stop and take his hands off.

But upon hearing that sound, the pervert instead began to give stronger stimulation. He even went as far as to put his hand inside my T-shirt, seemingly trying to unhook my bra.

‘Life is real, you little dick.’

Recalling words I’d seen before, I tensed my body. This pervert had ignored my warning, and he would have to pay the price for the rest of his life.

Far in the future, he would live regretting this moment. If he had let go then, if he hadn’t been a pervert…

But it was already too late. This pervert’s life would end here.

‘Ah, wait.’

Before that, there’s something I need to check. First of all, wasn’t my goal to find a man with a magnificent big dick and live happily? If this pervert has a big dick, then I wouldn’t need to report him; couldn’t I just treat him as a portable Onahole and live with that?

I subtly lowered my hand and moved it towards my back. As expected of a perverted molester, he was shamelessly engorging his penis.

That aspect, however, was good for me.

I placed my hand over his pants to check the size. Even through his pants, there was definitely a size that could be felt.

And after checking, this dick was…

‘It’s a bit underwhelming.’

It wasn’t small, but it wasn’t large either. It wasn’t so small that it couldn’t be called a big dick, but even if it were, it would feel like ‘the weakest among us!’

While it was a size that made me look forward to the future, there was no reason to let him off the hook. Disqualified. For the crime of being a pervert without even having a big dick, this man’s life was over.

Just then, the pervert seemed to have completely removed my bra, as he was pulling it out from between my T-shirt. And then he put it into his bag so naturally, as if it were his own possession.

They say there are many crazy bastards in the world, but this one seems a bit extreme. Otherwise, how could he do this in a place like this…?

“Damn it.”

I stopped thinking, and decided to do what I could for now.

“Ugh..”

As soon as I turned my body and squatted in front of the pervert, the pervert made a sound, seemingly flustered. Why? Did he think I couldn’t do anything?

Even this small body was quite useful in such situations. No, to be honest, even though it’s small, my breasts are so big that they get in the way a lot, but…

In fact, even now, as I turned my body, I bumped into something a little. Anyway, that’s not important right now.

I immediately unbuckled the man’s belt and pulled out his already engorged penis. While it was disqualified by my standards, it was still quite rewarding.

As I brought my nose close to the protruding dick, the sour smell of a man reached my nostrils. The scent of a male that only men possess. For some reason, that scent was so strong that I, who possessed the body of a top-tier female among females, couldn’t help but react.

“Hngh…♡”

Just smelling it made my body burn hot.

I reached out slightly and touched the dick, and I could feel the bumpy veins throbbing. Feeling the hot sensation of the dick directly with my hand, I carefully cupped his cum sack with my other hand.

“More than I thought, it’s really…”

It was amazing. While the size was a bit lacking, if I only looked at other aspects, it was a dick that could be given a perfect score. I instinctively swallowed, and carefully brought my face to the shaft of the dick.

As I slightly looked up from that position, a large smartphone was covering the man’s face. He was probably recording a video. Little did he know that if he were reported as a pervert later, that video would become the shackles that bound him…

“Ugh…♡”

When reporting a pervert, ‘it’s common sense to report them with their semen filling your mouth,’ so…

Indeed, to receive semen orally, it would be best to provide oral service. While it’s possible to extract it with a hand and then take it into the mouth, there are quite a few difficulties in doing so. If he suddenly cums while I’m giving a handjob, or if I can’t catch it with my mouth, I’d have to do it again.

Indeed, the most convenient and stable method would be to receive it directly with my mouth.

I grabbed the man’s dick and slowly peeled back the foreskin. The dick twitched but steadily revealed its glans, and finally, the reddish glans appeared before my eyes.

First, first, a kiss…

“Mwah…♡”

I pursed my lips and kissed it carefully, as if kissing a lover. As my lips met the warm glans, a strange heat transferred to my lips.

Come to think of it, wasn’t this my first kiss? Even searching Lee Se-bin’s memories, she had never dated, and naturally, this was her first kiss. In that case, I would be dedicating my first kiss to a pervert’s dick…

It must be unavoidable. It’s not strange to dedicate your first kiss to a dick… right?

I shook off the strange sense of incongruity that kept creeping up, and refocused on the dick. This time, another kiss to the glans. But it was more aggressive than before, a kiss that smeared it with a lot of saliva.

After repeating that two or three times, I saw the dick, now glistening with my saliva. The reddish glans, looking as if it would burst, glistening with saliva, was quite provocative.

Seeing that, I put the tip of the glans into my mouth. A bitter and fishy taste spread in my mouth…

“Hup…♡”

I suddenly looked up, but still, only the scene of him recording with his phone was visible. I glared at the lens with a dissatisfied look, then tried to shove the entire tip of the dick into my mouth in one go.

…or so I thought, but in reality, I couldn’t even get a quarter of it in. It was impossible to swallow it all with my small mouth. Of course, if my throat pussy had been developed, I might have been able to swallow it, but my goal right now was to fill my mouth with semen, and my throat pussy wasn’t developed in the first place.

“Cough, cough…”

And even now, having not even gotten a quarter of it in, I was choking and gasping for breath. I felt tears welling up slightly and pulled my head back a little.

The man was still just recording.