The Female Bullies Eat Me Up

Chapter 22: CHP 22: Proposal



"Alright, let's get started~"

Phew... Hup! I'm so fucking nervous.

The way this sister looks all excited is making me even more worried.

What if she pulls out my dick instead of my pubes?

"First, let's trim some hair."

The sister immediately snipped my boxers open with scissors.

...Huh? If you were gonna do this, why the fuck did you tell me to wear boxers?

Caught off guard, I quickly covered myself with my hands. My hands moved on their own.

"Eh? Why?"

Just out of habit...

We've seen each other naked before, but it's still embarrassing as hell. Come to think of it, it's only me who's been exposed... That's pretty fucking unfair, isn't it?

'Snick, snick.'

The sister started focusing on trimming the hair.

I could feel the short hairs falling off, one by one.

Am I being reborn as a baby now...?

"Let's pull some out, shall we~?"

Her cheerful voice is making me anxious!

I glanced down at my junk.

The sister was blowing on the wax, slowly applying it to my groin.

"Ugh..."

A moan escaped me before I knew it.

The wax was warmer than my body temperature... It was hotter than I expected, it shocked me.

"Tell me if it hurts?"

She spread the wax way more than I thought she would...

I'm already freaking out. I nodded, and the sister yanked the wax strip off with force.

"---~~~---!!!"

Fuuu... Hiccups!? My whole body twisted.

I couldn't even scream, just a gasp... Is it supposed to hurt this fucking much?

"Oh... I forgot the oil..."

The sister realized her mistake too late and shut her mouth.

This fucking bitch... I clutched my thigh, shaking.

"You... You okay?"

No, I'm not okay, you bitch... I shot her a dirty look. Can I pull out a handful of your pubes too, bitch?

She hurriedly brought some oil.

I was pissed, but she's so damn pretty, my anger subsided quickly... Even her flustered face is attractive...

"I'll apply some oil... We're supposed to do this first..."

The sister started applying the oil, looking at cautiously.

Her soft, gloved hand... One hand, now ungloved, patted my groin gently, like it was a service.

Oh... The oil helps a bit. But it still stings like hell, feels like I'm gonna die...

"I'll do it again..."

"Yes..."

My now shriveled junk... It had shrunk to its smallest after being betrayed by the sister.

'Snap! Snap!'

Fuck, it wasn't that bad... The oil definitely helps.

There's pain, but it's not like I'm going to flip out.

Pulling in a direction across my junk and groin was a shock, but I could handle it.

"Urp!"

But there are parts I just can't take.

As I trembled and shook my thigh, the sister paused.

Maybe feeling guilty about not applying oil earlier... She kept blowing on it with her mouth, trying to cool it down.

"You okay?"

Yeah...

I just wish she'd blow on it all day.

I took a moment to recharge. Please, continue...

'Snap. Snap.'

Since there wasn't much hair, it seemed to be finishing up quickly.

The testicle part sent a current through me, making me yelp, but my sister's soothing pats made it bearable.

"We don't need to do the anus. It doesn't look like we need to go that far."

"Thanks..."

It went better than expected...

I'm not sure if time flew because I was so nervous, but it seemed to be over in less than 30 minutes. Aside from one side of my groin feeling like it was on fire, it was pretty successful...

"Let's finish up."

The sister brought tweezers and started plucking out the stragglers.

Her head was so close to my junk, I could feel her breath.

So this is what they mean by 'feels good' during the final touch-ups...

"Phew."

Once she was sure it was over, she stretched.

Then she applied something like a mask pack to my groin.

"Put this on, and then apply the soothing gel, and we're done! Did it hurt?"

"Not too bad..."

At first, I was so pissed I wanted to yank out her pubes in revenge...

But after that, it was okay. She's not bad at this...

'Whisk, whisk, whisk.'

The sister brought over a fan and started fanning me gently.

The cool breeze on my lying junk felt good...

"But how are things with Juha? Her personality isn't exactly normal, right?"

"...Yeah... I'm kind of used to it now..."

If I couldn't handle it, I would've run away by now... But compared to other lackeys, I'm treated pretty well, so I'm managing.

I never thought I'd still be serving her after getting into college.

"You're good at poker, right?"

"Not really... Just a bit..."

"Did you learn somewhere?"

"Uh... When I was younger, for a bit."

The small talk paused.

In the silence, the fan's breeze felt strange on my junk.

...I'm sweating. I feel like I should say something!

"Oh, right... Could you mute my name in the video?"

"I'll do that right after. I forgot to check the audio."

"Okay..."

Whisk, whisk, whisk.

With the job done, my sister lowered her mask and fanned herself for a moment.

Just as I imagined her to be, her face was kind and gentle. She seems like she likes to have fun, though.

"Let's apply the soothing gel now."

"Okay..."

It's not some sticky, dangerous gel, right? I'm a bit worried.

I was getting a reaction from the fanning, and I'm worried about getting a hard-on.

So waxing leads to a hard-on during the aftercare, not during the actual pulling... I thought it was during the hair removal.

'Squish, squish.'

My sister peeled off the mask pack and started applying the gel with her gloved hand.

Hot... It's so smooth. This gel feels weird, like aloe vera.

I'm not sure about my thighs and stomach, but when she carefully massaged my junk and balls, it was dangerous.

As she applied it meticulously from the bottom up, I started to react...

"But was the video idea yours?

I heard it sold really well."

"Yeah... Yeah. But the shooting was all Juha,"

I paused, focusing on controlling my junk.

The national anthem. I focused hard as she kept touching me, her voice coming in between strokes.

"But isn't it tough filming with Juha? Do you have to do whatever she says?"

"Y-Yeah..."

Her touch was no longer gentle. It was dangerously suggestive.

She stroked up from my balls, almost teasingly.

I grabbed her hand in panic. Sister.

"..."

She looked at me with a dangerous gaze.

The earlier clumsiness was gone. Her eyes were now full of intent, like she was ready to use her best skill.

"Are you only filming with Juha?"

I took a deep breath. She grabbed my hand, placing it back while she caressed my balls again.

I rejected her again, sitting up.

"Wait, sister."

It felt dangerous. Like crossing a line I shouldn't.

Not because I'm some kind of prude, but because I felt like I'd get into some very awkward shit.

When I indirectly refused, her face showed disappointment and a bit of self-loathing.

I felt bad for her.

"Sorry..."

Her touch became gentle again.

Like before, it was a medical massage.

I sat still, receiving her final touches.

Her face turned gloomy. Why does she look disappointed? If anyone should be disappointed, it's me...

"It's done... This is a scrub, right? You need to take care of it from now on, so use this. For aftercare and ingrown hair removal, you'll need to come back in two months."

She finished explaining and moved away, looking downcast.

"Let's settle the bill... Let's go."

The mood had changed in an instant. I felt down too.

If there's something you want to propose, just do it straightforwardly. Why make it weird and make me refuse?

Even if she's hot, that kind of sudden move is just shocking.

"With the first visit discount and the friend discount combined..."

My sister typed on the calculator with a sad expression.

"It's 1.2 million won..."

"Excuse me?"

You're... joking, right? Juha said it was less than 200,000 won!

I froze, and she laughed softly.

"It's a joke, it's 150,000 won. That includes the aftercare, so you won't pay for the next visit..."

She smiled faintly, inserting my card.

Beep. With the payment sound, she handed me the scrub.

"This is a gift. You need to use it every day. Don't be lazy, or you'll get issues later..."

I see...

I took the scrub and put it in my pocket.

She gave me a weak smile as we walked out.

"Take care. I'll edit your name out. Contact me if you have any questions."

"Okay..."

I sighed unintentionally. This shouldn't happen.

I didn't even want to do the video, and now she's trying to pull in others like some IP expansion.

My dream is to get a good job, not become a porn star.

Sure, I've jokingly said, "Man, being a porn star would be dope," but no one actually goes to Japan to become one...

"Sister."

"Hm?"

She looked at me with a dejected face.

She's got the body of an adult but acts like a kid.

"What were you going to say? Please continue."

"Really?"

Her face lit up.

They say a woman's smile is a weapon. I never thought I'd fall for something like this...

"W-Want to sit here?"

She seemed so charismatic at first... But within an hour, she's shown her true colors...

I sat on the chair she patted and looked outside.

Ha... Fuck, I don't know anymore.


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