Chapter 68 – Reporting, and Some Changes.
Report, and some changes.
Morning,
I wake up to the sound of an alarm clock ringing.
Could it be that in the past two days, I’ve been through a lot of really messed up things? I feel like I’ve had a very naughty dream all night.
Perhaps it wasn’t just because of my mood, the panties I had worn all night were soaking wet. Even the bedspread was slightly wet with bodily fluids that had seeped out. In my dream, I feel like something tremendous has happened, but I can’t remember the details. It was only possible to infer from the wet underwear and bedspreads.
Originally, she had no way of knowing whether a woman’s body had this much water, or whether Ha-eun’s body was special, or whether she was the problem, but thanks to her, doing laundry every morning became a daily routine.
Yesterday, a lot of things happened, so I didn’t do anything because I was tired, and I went straight to sleep.
I turn on the washing machine and put in my underwear and bed sheets.
Washing machine whizzing fast. It’s not a big deal, but it feels a little annoying to do it in the morning.
Go into the bathroom and turn on the water in the shower. The feeling of warm water warming the skin relaxes the body.
The reflection of oneself in the mirror.
I thought I wiped it off while taking a shower yesterday, but there are still traces of the two days.
Come to think of it, dojos are cursed? There were still traces of the seal that could not be washed off even with water. A purple seal that gives off a hideous feeling.
Seeing childish phrases such as [You did very well] And [You’re great] Stamped on the body of a grown adult causes some shame. In particular, should I say that this glamorous purple light is really noticeable from a distance? Oddly enough, it makes every single letter on the seal stand out well. What is the principle…
Throughout the shower, these traces kept coming into my eyes.
The red and swollen buttocks, the kiss marks that still remain on the back, and these strange stamps. Just by looking at her, she shudders with shame as she recalls all the ugliness she committed yesterday.
Blamed, scorned, sexually harassed. It’s just an embarrassing, humiliating moment… The more you think about it, the more your skin reminds you.
Even though it is her own self, the image reflected in the mirror that reminds her of her self-deprecating expression permeates her lewd appearance.
It might be a bit dizzy…
It feels good to feel the usual shower water gently brushing against your skin.
Of course, I usually like to take a shower, so the feeling of being wrapped in a warm stream of water felt good, but it was a different feeling than usual. It’s not the relief that comes from warmth, it’s weak, but it’s definitely felt… Pleasure.
At least a little bit, I was confident that I felt sexual pleasure while taking a shower.
As if the sensation I felt while taking a shower yesterday wasn’t hallucination, my body felt more sensitive and sharper than usual, perhaps because of the treatment I received at LoveTek yesterday. Every time a drop of water rubbed my skin, I felt pleasure from the sensation of bouncing my skin.
I didn’t have strong sensations like when I touched my genitals or masturbated, but I was confused by the apparently foreign sensations.
On the shelf in the bathroom, a lump of white fur caught my eye by chance.
Tail.
I ended up bringing it.
No, I couldn’t leave it somewhere else, and since it was something I received, it was difficult to return it. Somehow, I brought it home.
On the back of the rabbit’s tail, which looked cute enough for a child to play with, there were six really vicious-looking silver beads connected.
This… In my ass…
I inadvertently recall the feeling of that time. Unknowingly, I touch the beads.
A small, hard, metallic feel.
I washed it cleanly several times, but when I thought that it had come inside me, it didn’t feel as clean as it was.
He sneaks toward his butt, then realizes his actions and stops.
No one was watching, but he felt ashamed of his actions.
Take a quick shower and dry yourself off. Although it was her own body, the water droplets flowing over her skin looked very sensational.
“I love you♡”
I just wiped my body with an ordinary cotton towel, and the rough surface of the towel rubbing against my skin was unusual. The texture of the cloth against my skin was the same as usual, but my skin was different.
I just felt it for a little bit.
It seems that something has become a little uncomfortable. So far, it’s just a little bit nerve-wracking, to the point where I sometimes feel strange, but what will happen in the future…
I put the slightly flushed skin behind me, changed my clothes, and immediately turned on my computer.
Accessing is the same SEPal page as usual.
I had to report the result of [M〈A〈D]’S command.
A memory card held in the right hand. A video file that contains images of yourself for two days.
It was questionable from the beginning whether it would be possible to upload at that level, but it seemed that it was possible to upload a video of only 48 hours without incident, whether it was future technology or not. It even seemed that there was a function that displayed only important locations separately according to viewers’ reactions.
Before uploading a video, check roughly how you were filmed.
I watched the video at a fast pace, focusing on major time zones, but… How to say, what I experienced from my point of view and what I saw through the other camera’s point of view were so different.
Subjectively, he thought that what he had done was quite embarrassing and humiliating, but seeing himself through the objective gaze of others…
It was really a mess.
How it was filmed, from the person entering the lobby to the person leaving the lobby, everything was recorded.
From changing clothes and being naked in front of everyone in her first appearance, to kissing Cynthia-san, and teasing every inch of her body, to being imprisoned for 18 hours and begging for drugs.
Pathetic, servile… Own appearance.
Whether it was equipped with a good recording device for her, even her own voice pleading miserably came out clearly.
They say they desperately cover their face with a mask, but can they really not recognize it with only this mask? Just by covering your face?
If you find out… This look?
If someone sees me like this and approaches me, how should I react?
Or a co-worker I’ve recently become acquainted with, the store manager, or the men at a nearby store… What if you get to know me? What if you see me like this?
Could it really be like before?
If not, how will I become?
Just imagining it is dizzying. On the computer screen, I was apologizing while being slapped on the butt.
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[—Mate!!]
[“Sorry for being a pervert♡!”]
—- Mate!!
[Sorry for showing you the naughty bitch’s insignificant naked body!]
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Full text of a pathetic, embarrassing confession. Even though it’s her own voice, her face heats up just by hearing it.
Are you revealing your appearance to everyone? You say you get caught?
If so… If so…
Appearing manifest ruin,
A choice that could lead to death both socially and human rights. Its obvious self-sabotage.
Suddenly, I feel moisture permeating the bed sheet.
Flushed cheeks.
I didn’t notice, but there was a figure of myself excited.
Above all, a sighing sound flowed from his own fallen figure.
“This… My appearance… “
As if she is adorable, she sweeps her body across the monitor with the palm of her hand.
Using the sound of her own moaning flowing across the screen as an endnote, she continued to look at it.
The video was great.
A well-shot video with no loss in quality, sound quality, or contents. The image of herself reflected there is so vulgar and so lewd that many people will look at it sexually.
Naked self-denial. Everyone knows the obscene scream and the true face of one’s mean self.
But, that’s why I want everyone to see it.
I’m sure I’ll be ashamed and regret it, but… I want everyone to see my obscene appearance like this.
Halfway through, I upload the report to SEPal with such an impulsive thought.
My feelings and impressions of the two days. A 48-hour video documenting his indecent behavior.
He did it all with his own hands.
Without giving me a chance to hesitate, after a very brief loading, it was uploaded to SEPal right away.
Officially posted on the Internet, your appearance.
After a while, the alarm starts ringing.
The number of views is increasing rapidly, as if the number of people watching me has increased before I know it.
Quick comments and usual sexual harassment continue.
Now it’s really irreversible.
Various obscenities, sexual harassment, even offers to meet… The response was enthusiastic, probably because of the content.
I am too shy to read it all, and I inadvertently turn my eyes to the desire that I feel beyond the monitor.
The steeply rising number of views makes me feel like being raped by that many people, and I shudder.
Leaving shame and embarrassment behind, they come out as if they were running away.
Just because I don’t look at the monitor doesn’t mean those people won’t see my ugliness… Even though he was well aware of that, he ran away in shame even though he had done it himself. What will these people think when they see me like this?
Of course, that doesn’t mean that his usual appearance was sound, but the things that happened in the past two days were even more disgraceful and lewd than the things he’d done so far. I was worried about how they would react.
I try to stay away and head to the cafe.
A thick, long-sleeved T-shirt that hides some skin.
If she wore even the slightest light clothes, the purple paint could clearly see through, so she wore thick clothes as much as possible.
Yet, yet, it was embarrassing to be seen like this.
Recently, she had been wearing light clothes and only clothes that were fairly exposed, so this look was quite fresh.
Certainly, since I wore it somewhat, I felt the gaze of the people around me lighter than usual.
Feeling that it was unfortunate again made me think that I might have been lewd all along.
Suddenly, what if everyone looked at these stamps on my body right now? A vile, mean delusion comes to mind, and I shake my head to shake it off.
He hadn’t had the courage to do that yet.
With soft steps, I walk to the cafe today.
The tail was left behind.
Once, I hesitated, but I was still ashamed.
It wasn’t even ordered…
However, very little. I thought it was a little bit sad.
