"Excuse me, Cha Eunjeong."
"Yes? What is it, Lee Seon-ah?"
"This, isn't this a bit too much? It's practically the same as not wearing anything..."
When I pointed to the thong with a whimper, Eunjeong spoke firmly.
"Then why don't you actually try going to the Academy without wearing anything?"
"I'll wear it."
...Right, wearing something is better than nothing at all...
Besides, my Academy uniform skirt is long enough to cover my thighs reasonably well, so it should be okay.
Surely, they won't ask me to shorten my skirt too, right?
"There's a restroom over there, so let's go together and try it on. I'll let Hanna know."
"...Okay."
Indeed, this isn't something you can just wear outside without trying... we'll have to go in together to see.
Luckily, the female restroom was empty, so no one witnessed the odd sight of two girls entering one stall together.
And suddenly, I ended up doing a strip show in front of Eunjeong.
As I unbuttoned and took off my uniform skirt, I felt Eunjeong's gaze.
What is she looking at?
Following her gaze, I noticed that the lower part of my white panties had darkened from moisture.
...Ah.
I hastily reached out to cover them, but Eunjeong's hand got there first.
"Ugh..."
Swoosh - Swoosh -
Eunjeong's palm moved over my panties, caressing my skin gently.
It moved as softly as if she were soothing a baby, but with a suggestive touch, she slightly tilted her middle finger inward, stimulating the vertical line of the crevice without missing a beat...
"Ahh, ahh... haa..."
I needed to cover my mouth, I couldn't let my friend hear me making these sounds, but I didn't have the presence of mind to do so.
The gentle stimulation on my skin felt exceptionally different from when my chest or buttocks were touched, sending chills straight from my groin to my head.
"Haah... ha... haah..."
Feeling as though my legs might give out at any moment, I braced my hands on Eunjeong's shoulders.
Noticing that I had weakened, Eunjeong wrapped her left arm around my waist and gently sat me down on the toilet seat lid.
Then, she stood beside me at an angle and continued to caress my skin.
"Haa... Hah, Hah..."
With both hands clenched tightly and placed near my chest, I let out ragged breaths, trembling all over. Eunjeong spoke to me.
"The molester tried to touch you here, didn't he? That must have been really scary... I'm sorry I realized it too late."
"N-no... sniff! It's not... because I didn't say anything... ugh."
"Still... it was because you stood on the outside to protect us."
As she said that, Eunjeong's hand moved faster over my skin.
At the same time, the finger stimulating the crevice pressed in more firmly.
The chilling sensation rising from my lower body intensified, and sparks flashed before my eyes.
"Ah, Hah, Haa, Hah..."
"Because of what happened, you might develop a trauma about being touched in such areas..."
Eunjeong's hand, which had been rapidly stimulating my skin, softened again, allowing me a moment of reprieve.
"So that's why I'm doing this, forget that disgusting touch and remember only my touch instead, okay?"
"…"
I see.
I had mistakenly thought that when Eunjeong suddenly touched me there, she was teasing me beyond her usual antics.
But I was wrong.
She was doing it for me, concerned that I might develop a trauma from being touched by the molester.
To prevent me from falling into self-loathing or anything like that, she was carefully touching me.
"Lee Seon-ah, answer."
"Uh, yes… I'll remember only your touch, huh, I won't even recall that person's touch anymore…"
"Good, that's all then."
"Ugh…"
Eunjeong listened to my response and, seemingly satisfied, withdrew her hand with a smile.
As her hand pulled away, I instinctively leaned forward, but quickly corrected myself, realizing how it looked.
Fortunately, she didn't seem to notice.
"So, did you like me touching down there?"
"V, v..."
"What's wrong, why are you so embarrassed? Ah, come to think of it, you never used the word before."
Eunjeong chuckled softly as she looked at me, tapping my skin with her palm.
Slap-slap-
"Come on, repeat after me. P-u-s-s-y."
"N-nooo... Stop it..."
"P-u-s-s-y."
Slap-slap-slap-
Since I wasn't responding, Eunjeong's palm began to tap my groin with increasing intensity.
As her palm hit my damp underwear, the lewd sounds echoed inside the bathroom.
And each time, my hips twitched slightly, adding to the sensation.
...My body, which had cooled down for a moment, started to heat up again, and my head began to feel hazy.
"Eunjeong, I'm sorry... Please! That's... enough..."
"P-u-s-s-y."
"..."
I looked up at Eunjeong pleadingly, but her resolute expression showed no intention of stopping.
Ugh...
"P-please stop hitting it…"
"Hmm? What was that?"
"Please stop hitting it..."
Eunjeong asked teasingly, even though she heard me clearly.
When I pleaded with her again, the hand that was smacking down there, well, stopped.
I breathed a sigh of relief, trying to steady my ragged breathing.
Honestly, I didn't care about anything else; the sound of slaps through my wet underwear was so embarrassing.
...It felt like evidence that I was some kind of lewd woman.
"Lee Seon-ah? Is that you in there?"
"Huh?"
Hanna's voice came from outside the stall.
She must have come looking for us because we were taking too long.
"Ah, yeah. I'm here with Eunjeong."
"Really? Hold on, I'm coming in too."
"Huh..."
Before I could stop her, Hanna swung open the stall door and entered.
...It was all seen.
"..."
It was taking too long, so I came to the restroom thinking something might have happened...
Sitting on the toilet seat with her legs spread wide, Lee Seon-ah was showing off her panties, so wet that the insides were clearly visible,
And next to her, Cha Eunjeong stood awkwardly with a startled expression.
Both of their faces were flushed, as if they had already done something together.
"Sigh..."
They should have included me in this.
I closed the door behind me as I stepped inside the stall.
Since it was a large shopping mall, the space inside the stall was quite spacious.
"So, Lee Seon-ah, what were you doing that made you take so long?"
"..."
It seemed unlikely that I'd get an answer from the shy Seon-ah.
I turned to Eunjeong with a pointed look, and only then did a proper explanation begin.
"Well, you see... earlier in the day, Seon-ah went through something terrible, right? So I was treating her for that."
"…Treating?"
"Yeah, treating. I touched the spots where the molester touched her to help her heal."
…What kind of nonsense is this?
I stared at Seon-ah in disbelief, and despite her flushed face, she nodded along.
Did she actually accept this explanation?
Oh dear…
I sighed, placing my hand on my forehead and shook my head.
It's fortunate that it was us there; I can't imagine what would have happened if it was a guy she encountered.
"So, how do you feel after the treatment? Do you feel better?"
"Uh, yeah… now all I can think of is Eunjeong's touch…"
…That sounds a bit ambiguous.
I guess it basically means she's forgotten about where the molester touched her.
In any case, since Eunjeong had her fun earlier, it's my turn now.
"Hey, Cha Eunjeong. It's cramped in here, so why don't you stand outside and keep watch?"
"Huh, why? I still want to watch Seon-ah change…"
"Shhh… since you already 'treated' Seon-ah earlier, it's my turn to take care of her now, okay?"
"…Alright."
With an emphasis on taking turns, Cha Eunjeong reluctantly complied.
After Eunjeong closed the door and left, I picked up the bag from the floor and took out the skimpy thong.
…Oh wow.
I see why this is in an adult store.
This isn't designed to cover, but to be seen.
It's probably intended for use between loving partners.
And here we are, pressuring the innocent Lee Seon-ah to wear it.
…A pang of guilt strikes my heart.
Simultaneously, the fact that we are completely painting the blank canvas that is Seon-ah with our own colors gives me an exhilarating thrill.
"…Take off your panties."
"What? Oh, um, okay."
As soon as I finished speaking, Seon-ah hurriedly stood up and removed her panties.
…Seeing her bare skin for the first time.
I wondered if she'd been to a tanning salon, as even the skin that had been hidden by her underwear had a light brown tint.
But as I looked further down, I saw her smooth, hairless skin and her slightly parted, light pink vulva.
It was moist to the point that it seemed to be asking for immediate attention.
Since Seon-ah was awkwardly holding the panties she had taken off, I took them from her and handed her the skimpy thong to try on instead.
"Put it on and stand straight."
"…Okay."
Though my tone was commanding, Seon-ah hesitated but complied.
Watching her, seeing Seon-ah being controlled by my will...
It stirred a desire to tease her more, to see her on the verge of tears.
Suppressing the urge to pounce on her immediately, I watched as she put on the thong.
Her long, beautiful legs bent and straightened as she slipped each side on.
Finally, the thong slid up to her waist.
Even at first glance, it looked suggestive, but Seon-ah's lower body in the thong surpassed that.
Her already slender waist was accentuated by the horizontal strings, contrasting with her wide hips.
And the vertical string crossed her vulva, with white beads passing through the crevice, highlighting the plump mound.
Perhaps the highlight was that the string around her vulva disappeared into Seon-ah's slightly parted flesh, making it barely visible.
If there had been any hair, it might have looked a bit messy, but her natural smoothness made it appear clean, which was nice.
As I observed her vulva, I couldn't resist any longer and reached out my hand.