I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 170

Chapter 170 – First, Sex_naked Dogeza [With Illustrations]

First, sex_naked dogeza [With illustrations]

“Hmm, hmm. It seems that our company’s equipment was acting arbitrarily, and the explanation was insufficient. From now on, let Ha-eun briefly explain what she has to do.”

“All you have to do is take off all the clothes you are wearing and then perform dogeza naked. It’s a really simple greeting, right? If you understand, please say a brief greeting right here and now. With sincerity.”

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I was able to understand what the words meant when asked to take off your clothes, but I couldn’t quite understand what the word ‘dogeza’ meant. Did I simply mishear? Or is it a new word from a future world that I don’t know about?

From the atmosphere that followed, I could clearly tell that this was not a simple greeting, but I had no idea what he was asking for or what he meant.

Since I didn’t know, I hesitated a little and asked.

“… Dogeza yo?

Pure question.

I couldn’t guess anything other than that it was absurd given the context.

Just having to take off my clothes, or the faint air of anticipation coming from the corner of his voice, probably means that my shameful appearance will be stuffed in public.

I’m worried… I’m also looking forward to it.

And, from his words telling me to take off my clothes, I could understand why Anna, in front of the door, suddenly handed me my clothes again. No doubt it was for the purpose of directing this simple greeting.

Well, after torturing me so much, it was strange that he suddenly returned my clothes to me out of consideration.

It was to the point where such a cumbersome and complicated procedure was added on purpose.

It’s definitely not something that can be overlooked as a simple greeting.

“Do I have to explain from there?”

He seems a little bothered.

However, contrary to the annoying attitude that comes out of my body, I used it carefully so that even I, who did not know the word, could understand it. . It was a detailed explanation of what dogeja is.

Rather, I thought the problem was that it was too understandable and was discarded.

“Specifically, lie flat on the floor, knees and arms. Then, the palms, forehead, and all five parts of the body are brought close to the floor, and then the slave prostrates himself and bows like a slave obeying his master.”

“A little more specifically, after taking off all the clothes you are wearing. The idea is to fold all the clothes you have taken off neatly and do a dog hat next to them so that the folded clothes are clearly visible.

… It means expressing your sexuality before having sex.

“This is a sign of sincerity for the people who have come here to have sex for you, and for the guests who will watch your sex.”

A shocking explanation.

I myself saw what he said… I thought about what I would look like if I committed such a shameful act and how I would be perceived.

Right here. A sixteen-year-old, naked, surrounded by a bunch of guys in suspicious-looking suits, with their clothes neatly and neatly folded, and right next to them, alone, naked and miserable… Bowing in a miserable posture that you wouldn’t normally do.

That… I am wearing a shameful appearance called Dogeza.

Even if you were wearing clothes, you would be in an extremely miserable position, even taking off all the clothes you were wearing and being naked…

… ♥

Me, clearly visible.

Just imagining it made my face turn red and I felt like I could see the veins.

Become naked… You must look the way you were born, look that way, and bow.

No, it’s not just bowing.

Is it closer to fighting spirit?

Knees, elbows, and palms. A form of bowing where you bow down so that even your forehead touches the ground.

A bow to show respect… Rather than saying.

An act created with the sole purpose of making the actor ashamed or shameful in any way possible.

Of defeat… A sign of submission.

A declaration of absolute submission, it seemed right to see it that way.

“Ah! Since it’s a bit boring to just sleep naked there, I think it would be a good idea to add a thank you note to everyone here, thanking you for taking Ha-eun’s useless girl and watching the video of my first insignificant experience. “

Anna’s unnecessary addition from the side.

Her seemingly playful words were even more… Raise the difficulty of simple greetings that are not simple.

“You said something useless again… Still… Nothing bad,”

“Well, now that you know, say a quick hello before entering the main room.”

A more primitive and fundamental sign of submission than a dog showing its belly button.

Even with her clothes on, the pose itself seemed enough to make her feel embarrassed, but the thought of having to take off all of her clothes herself made her dizzy.

Moreover, all of my appearances like this were filmed. Speaking of being shown to many people in the form of AV…

…♡

What was clear was that it wasn’t a really simple greeting.

In addition, Anna’s unreasonable comment added at the end,

‘Thank you for taking in her worthless girl, and thank you for watching the video of my first insignificant experience.’ It was a statement that seemed strange no matter how you looked at her.

If those thoughts were firmly planted, there was no way I could say them with my own mouth.

It doesn’t exist…

… For practice, I mumble quietly to myself.

Very quietly so that no one can hear.

An expression that insults oneself and tramples on one’s dignity. A sentence that makes you question what you think about a woman’s virginity and sex, and what you think about human rights. I was out of my mind.

If someone said something like this on the street, wouldn’t it be okay to lightly slap them in the face? Speech that is considered insulting.

There is no way I could say those words out loud.

It’s so disgusting and disgusting that you should shudder just thinking about it, let alone saying it in your mouth.

Why. When I mutter these words, do stinging electrodes hit my chest?

Why do my lips miss the thin line?

Everything, nothing is unknown.

He was just glaring at me, who couldn’t do anything and was restless.

I was surprised and intimidated by that atmosphere…

I have no choice but to play with my hands.

One by one…

I carefully unbuttoned the dress shirt I was wearing, one by one.

Naked from the beginning… It might not have been possible, but since I was wearing clothes, I felt resistance to the act of taking off my clothes while being seen like this.

It was more embarrassing.

Was this what you were aiming for too? Every time I unbutton one button at a time, the men’s eyes look at me… Those lustful eyes were so embarrassing and hot that I couldn’t bear them.

My breathing became a little heavier.

A dress shirt that flows down like that.

It must have been a very plain outfit, but as I was taking off my clothes in front of my eyes like this, why did even each and every piece of the monochromatic, insignificant fabric look somehow sexy?

Just by taking off my clothes, I felt like I had become a ridiculous pervert.

Like that… The hem of the clothes coming off, the shaking skin.

The swollen breasts hidden by the fabric revealed themselves. Some people let out small cheers at the sight of the two bouncing breasts. That sound resonates in my ears and stimulates feelings of shame and strange desires.

Little… I get slightly excited.

When I see a man expressing his desires after seeing me like this, I feel a certain sense of satisfaction. And I get excited about that fact.

… It might not be bad.

After the recent series of exposures, I was thinking that it would be nice to be seen a little these days.

I got used to the thrill of being seen or not being seen, and it felt sweet, like a little sweetener. And if you happen to get caught, the eyes of those people… The perplexing gaze and the lustful gaze of an unknown person were so hot that they made me excited.

Although I was aware that that fact was not normal,

It felt so good that I couldn’t stand it.

Okay… I found myself getting a little excited by what I saw.

Closer, on the way to throw away the trash, even though it is the middle of winter, I am wearing only underwear. I wonder if the stains underneath can be seen. Even though I was worried… Lowering her skirt slightly as if to show off in a subtle way, or moaning quietly but in a voice that might be heard on the stairs of an apartment…

Before I knew it, with that gaze,

I was getting excited by the stimulation from that gaze.

Yes, even now…

Even though I say I am embarrassed and ashamed.

In the gaze the man gave me, in that passionate gaze,

And I couldn’t help but look away from the sight of myself.

Dark blue underwear, underneath. A clearly heterogeneous stain, slightly different from the color of the fabric, was depicted small and blatantly.

That stain is probably sticky and squishy.

If you were to smell it, it would be an unpleasant, strong female scent that was very obvious to whom it belonged.

Just like that, I take off my dress shirt, fold it neatly and place it on the floor.

Clothes I was wearing.

Incongruous in a place like this, it was folded neatly and placed on the floor. The appearance is somehow foreign, and although it is nothing special, it makes it difficult to take your eyes off it.

A dark blue bra and belly button that are visible.

From now on, I will do something even more shameful and obscene than that… These are people who would do it, but now just thinking about seeing it makes me feel ashamed… Somehow, I avoided eye contact.

Next, the skirt goes down.

If you think about it structurally, compared to a dress shirt where you have to undo the buttons one by one, it was a skirt that was much simpler and should have been taken off without much resistance, but the bottom… Was it because of resistance to showing stained panties? The process of unhooking and pulling down the skirt… It was somehow difficult.

Really…

In particular, the blatant gazes of the men surrounding me…

The black camera lens.

It was so embarrassing and hot that I couldn’t bear it anymore… ♡

Next, stockings… Then unhook the bra and drop it on the floor.

A navy blue bra that falls down…

A golden, sexy piercing that reveals itself. Just seeing the heart-shaped decorations surrounding the nipples was enough to make my face turn red.

Really…

It was more embarrassing than I thought.

The first piercing I did was… It was more embarrassing and disgusting than I thought. Being different from others, being something that normally doesn’t apply, was more alien and shameful than I thought.

In particular, the golden chain connecting the breasts and the heart-shaped ring shining between them are so lewd and obscene that even if you look at them without much thought, it makes my face turn red just looking at them.

People’s eyes… It feels so blatant that it is directed at the chest.

More… Stains coming out.

There was no way these people wouldn’t have noticed that fact, and even more blatantly… I couldn’t help but focus my attention on the last remaining panties.

…♡

Next, the last remaining… Panties.

While rocking heart-shaped pierced earrings… He pointed his hand down.
Dark blue low-rise panties.

These were panties that could be sexy enough to be sexy, but since I chose the plain type, they were simple panties with no patterns or shapes, with comfort as a priority.

It was just an ordinary triangular, dark blue panty.

No, actually, if you think about it, showing your panties could be said to be an obscene act in itself.

And… The shape of the sticky stain that inevitably appeared added to its strangeness. Cotton, bottom. Compared to other areas where nothing was stained, only the part that was in direct contact with the bottom was slightly dark and damp, and it was impossible to hide that fact.

What is this stain… It looks so blatant.

A sticky, transparent solid line continues between the pants running down the thighs, revealing its identity more blatantly.

Can’t hide it… The obscene evidence reproaches me even more… It makes you feel ashamed.

Sixteen years old, surrounded by young men and being seen so blatantly…

Even though I felt ashamed of the fact that I got caught.

A part of me was getting excited.

As evidence, the small amount of moisture that must have been wiped off with a cloth was still flowing down stickily, making the parabola shine more blatantly.

Before long, it wasn’t just the cloth that was wrapped… It left a small puddle on the floor.

The excessively hot lighting made those stains… It does not tolerate attempts to hide puddles. The light shines on everything, even the small stains that appear on the floor… Don’t show it blatantly.

I… It is pointed out that transparent liquid is being spilled.

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It gets pointed out, and it gets hot.

Shame, shame. Humiliation… However, I was more excited about that fact than anything else… I often feel joy.

Has it become strange?

Why am I so excited about being seen?

Heat rises in the forehead.

My breathing becomes rough.

It was clearly an absurdly shameful and shameful state.

If I see this later, I’ll probably be so embarrassed that I’ll scream.

It is said that everything like this is recorded and shown to everyone… I couldn’t soothe this burning heat or my excited body.

I’m excited… Reason melts away.

I couldn’t control myself.

More… I wanted more.

This blatant gaze…

The lighting that makes your skin hot and the camera lens.

Anna’s eyes were looking at me happily from earlier, and his gaze behind the sunglasses was quietly looking at me.

And from earlier, it was filling the room… The male’s strong scent.

Everything, everything makes me crazy.

I was thirsty.

A thirst that we are not even fully aware of yet.

It’s just so hot that I desperately want it.

The blatant, miserable act that was ordered just moments ago… Demonstrate it.

Even though I knew I was embarrassed, I didn’t realize it.

I was swallowed up by the searing heat and didn’t even have time to think about such things.

More, hotter, crazy hot…

No matter what it is, I want to feel even more dizzy, so I give myself over to this excitement… More.

I ended up begging.

Probably, by now I wouldn’t even have been aware of what I was doing.

Just do as you are told.

And swallowed by this flow of desire… I commit it.

Panties shining in my hand.

Ah, yes… I was taking my clothes off.

Dress shirt, skirt, bra, stockings… Panties.

I took it all off, folded it up, stretched it to the side, and put it on.

Looking at it like this, it somehow seemed like an amazing sight. It’s amazing. It was just clothes neatly folded, but there was something powerful about that sight. Should I call it strange magical power?

The sight of panties, bras, and other clothes neatly folded and laid out side by side was really nothing special, but it looked strangely obscene and vulgar.

And next to it…

Naked, with only the piercings on my chest shining in the light…

Naked… Dogeza… It was to do this♥

Kneel down, elbows on the ground.

Place your hands on the floor and stand sideways to form eight figures.

I put my forehead close to the ground. The feel of the cool floor. The feeling of my forehead touching the floor was unbearably humiliating… I’m embarrassed again, but… It makes me strangely excited.

How miserable this is… I wonder if it’s humiliating again… I knew very well what I was doing.

In real time, I could clearly see how humble this figure was.

The feeling of my forehead touching the floor clearly showed that emotion.

… Naked.

The feel of the floor against my bare skin reminded me of that fact.

While everyone is wearing clothes, I am naked alone.

Also, who do you want to show it to? I deliberately folded my clothes neater than anyone else. Today I learned for the first time that well-folded clothes can look so obscene.

And… Those clothes and the fact that the person doing this is me.

Ah…

Is this called Naked Dogeza?

I really don’t know who thought of it, but it was ridiculously, truly absurdly shameful.

It was already strange, but it was such a shock that it made my head spin.

But… Why, why is my crotch so wet?

It was truly shocking.

… ♥