I deliberately worked my fingers even more wickedly.
Just as expected, Yeji lasted no longer than any of the others.
Within minutes she was already coming.
“Hwaaaaah…!”
From the instant I slid my fingers inside her, Yeji never managed to finish a single coherent sentence.
When the orgasm hit, I deliberately stroked the soft inner flesh of her thighs and she shuddered violently across the bed.
Sweeping my thumb upward along those same thighs made every muscle in her body snap taut, then melt, then snap taut again.
Her body had been forged by training, so the climax itself was fierce.
As she came she clamped her thighs around my hand with surprising strength.
If she ever locked her legs around me during actual sex, I might not be able to get free.
When the examination ended, Yeji left the infirmary with a faintly flushed face and a small smile for me.
I liked her.
The moment she was gone, the next girl stepped through the curtain—someone I had never seen before.
Both face and figure were thoroughly ordinary.
After the parade of beauties I had already handled, even an average girl felt like a welcome gift, but the nurse’s evaluation was merciless.
“Skin quality: low grade.
Breast volume: B-cup.
Pelvis size is ordinary as well.
Overall, below average.”
Watching the process, I finally understood just how ruthless this world was toward a woman’s appearance.
In a society where survival depended on being chosen by a man, the harshness was almost inevitable.
Yet the moment I brought my fingers near her pussy, the girl suddenly began to cry in thick, heavy tears.
“Hic… Thank you… Thank you so much…”
“Uh… yeah?”
“I never once imagined… that a man would ever touch the pussy of someone as plain as me… Hic…”
Overcome with gratitude, she sobbed while accepting my fingers.
And then she came—almost the instant I entered her, so easily it was almost shocking.
Even after the examination was over she kept staring longingly at my hand before finally slipping back out through the curtain.
The next girl who entered was a completely different creature.
Yellow-dyed hair, piercings in both ears—a full gyaru type.
Her name was Lee Yuna.
Without the slightest trace of shame she displayed her naked body and shot me a wink.
“Class president, how’s my body?
Pretty killer, right?”
She was small, yet she carried a pair of heavy breasts and a lush, rounded ass.
That brazen confidence paired with an openly lewd figure was absurdly arousing.
“I’ll have to check for myself.”
She laughed sultrily and stepped right up to me.
The moment I cupped her breasts she ground her hips against me, pressing her whole body flush to mine as though she had been waiting for exactly this.
“Mmm, class president’s hands are huge.
Way bigger than mine.”
She tempted me with zero subtlety.
When I pushed a finger into her pussy to induce arousal, she immediately began rolling her hips, wet sounds filling the air.
“Aaahn…!
There… that feels good…!
More, touch me more…!”
Unlike every girl before her, Yuna made no attempt to hold back her voice.
She cried out even more vulgarly, flaunting every wave of pleasure.
Her shameless display only drove me harder; I worked my fingers roughly.
Her pussy clung to them with sticky, greedy suction, as though trying to swallow them whole.
For all her lewd looks, she was still a virgin.
Next came a long-haired beauty.
“Name: Lee Nari.
Special note… tongue length and flexibility: highest grade.”
I looked at the girl called Lee Nari in surprise.
She had a quietly pretty face, but when the nurse ordered her to stick out her tongue I nearly choked.
“Beh.”
Her tongue was ridiculously long—long enough to touch the tip of her chin with room to spare.
“Show us what you’ve practiced.”
The nurse handed her a cherry stem.
Nari took it into her mouth, flicked her tongue a few times, and in an instant the stem reappeared tied into a neat knot.
The thought of that tongue wrapping around a cock made my imagination race.
Her pussy was just as impressive as the tongue that came with it.
The nurse even offered advice: “You should train her so she can climax from tongue stimulation alone.” Apparently in this world they even developed a woman’s tongue into an erogenous zone.
The next girl to enter wore a neat sky-blue headband.
Park Sohee.
Soft brown hair, large gentle eyes, and a smile so pure I almost felt guilty putting my hand between her legs.
She triggered every protective instinct I had, so I decided to go slow and gentle.
The second my fingers brushed her pussy, that plan died.
“Haaaaaahn…!
Th-there…!
Harder… harder…!”
Every trace of demure innocence vanished.
Far from holding back, Sohee twisted her whole body and demanded stronger stimulation.
The sheer gap between appearance and reaction startled me so much that I started thrusting my fingers harder without thinking.
Then came a truly strange one.
Skin so white it looked as though it had never seen sunlight, hair as pure white as fresh snow—a beauty so unreal she barely seemed human.
Yet her presence was utterly different from every girl before her.
“I am a man.
I will not submit to this examination.”
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