A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 354: Just Cultural Differences (2) *

Chapter 354: Just Cultural Differences (2) *

Asil has some narcissistic tendencies.

In the past, I masturbated while looking in the mirror, so there was no room for excuses.

But let me just say, he was a little different from a typical narcissist.

If a narcissist usually likes himself, then in this situation, the body he likes is himself.

In the end, it's the same situation.

Anyway, Asil, who liked herself so much, was also quite interested in decorating herself.

It feels like decorating a character in a game.

However, there was a huge difference between what the character in the game wore and what she wore in person.

This doesn't work either. I hate this too. That's a bit like that too.

After considering and compromising on various factors, such as his remaining pride as a man, his taste as an otaku, his activity level, and his shyness, the fashion he decided on was the short pants he usually wore.

You can't give up your thighs. During the character customization process, the thing I paid the most attention to after the face was the thighs.

However, I couldn't wear a skirt. It would look good if she wore a skirt with long slits, but since her ability was "Fighting talent," It was obvious what would happen if she wore a skirt.

Although they are more insensitive than women, men are no different from being embarrassed when they show their panties to strangers.

So, short pants that reveal the thighs.

I was embarrassed to wear short pants that were no different from the trunks I used to wear as a man, but it was a level I could barely compromise on.

Every time I became defenseless due to the sense of security that my pants gave me, my panties would peek through the gap in my pants, but Asil still didn't notice that fact.

So this time, I was thinking of buying short pants.

"What did you come to see? We have everything in our store! From hunters who go outside the city to hunt monsters to maids at the manor house, literally everyone in the city is a customer of our store. It looks like the customer is looking for a magic costume. Is that right? Ah. Do not worry. Of course, we also have magic costumes in our store. If you want, you can also order handmade production..."

"Ah. Well, over there..."

That's what I was thinking, but the story doesn't progress.

The endless chatter of the clerk, who did not even give her time to answer her questions, made Asil wonder if the place where she had been possessed was not a game but the world of King Jeongjo.

The chatter among female students at the academy wasn't like this.

Asil couldn't even dare to join in the storm of chatter and just nodded.

Still, it wasn't completely useless chatter.

Although 80% of the stories are useless and uninteresting, there was definitely some useful information.

Using the skills she had honed at the Academy, Asil carefully watched the timing for her intervention, and when the story she wanted finally came up, she was able to intervene exquisitely.

"Magic costumes for adventurers and knights are also popular products. Since it's a small city, I don't go out often. By the way, do you know what? Our store even has a catalog for magic costumes. If there is an enchantment you want, go through the catalog..."

"Ah. That! That!"

"Yes?"

"Can you show me the catalog?"

At Asil's words, the clerk brought the catalog to him with an air of disappointment.

Judging from the atmosphere, if Asil had not intervened, we might have had to endure the chatter all day.

Asil secretly sighed in relief and opened the catalog.

In the catalog, there were various enchantments written down, just like the clerk said.

The catalog itself was also a magic tool, so when you selected the enchantment you wanted from among the enchantments listed, the location of the magic costume that was enchanted with that enchantment was displayed.

"Oh."

Asil was honestly impressed.

Because it was easy to understand and efficient.

Feeling a familiar feeling, as if adding characteristics to a game, Asil skillfully searched through the catalog and selected the desired enchantment.

"Umm..."

After some time had passed, the clerk looked at the catalog returned by Asil and expressed his disapproval.

"Sir, do you plan to wear one piece of clothing for the rest of your life?"

"Uh, um... "Is it still difficult?"

"If we have enough time and materials, our store is not lacking in capabilities... The budget is roughly around this amount."

As the clerk showed him the rough estimate, Asil felt dizzy.

Even if you include not only Asil's personal assets but also the party's public funds, it is a large amount of money that seems to be half of that.

"That was really something huge..."

Asil, who had added features while thinking of Soira's leotard, returned the catalog with a renewed sense of awesomeness and removed a few features.

Only after making that adjustment.

"This is quite possible. Since it is made to order, it will take a few days. Is that okay?"

"Good. Instead, can I see some clothes I can wear until it's finished?"

"Sure. Since you placed an order of this size, we will also give you a discount. "Our store promises the best service."

After paying the advance, Asil followed the clerk further into the store.

It was a workshop with various fabrics, tape measures, sewing machines, etc. Scattered around.

"What? "What about clothes?"

"Shouldn't the clothes you wear right now and the clothes you order have to have measurements? "I will measure the measurements first."

"Okay. That's right."

The clerk approached Asil, who nodded her head in understanding. And then.

I grabbed her Asil's big breasts without any hesitation.

"Oh?!"

Asil jumped up like a cat seeing her cucumbers and tried to hit the clerk, but managed to stop her fist.

"Your breasts are huge. Normally, it would be easy to lose its shape like this, but it is amazing that you are able to maintain it well. Are you having a massage? Well, with such big breasts, anyone would want to massage them. "I can massage it for you, how about that?"

"Eww..."

Asil was unable to resist in the face of the teasing that poured out on her as she massaged her breasts arbitrarily.

The clerk is just being sincerely polite to Asil.

If he had intended to covet a woman with dark intentions, she would have immediately hit him.

However, the clerk was just trying to be courteous to the customers as a store clerk out of pure goodwill.

Because that's polite in this city.

Only then did Asil realize what the clerk meant by 'the best service', but there was nothing he could do in this situation.

I had already paid the advance, and it was strange to be treated so coldly by a clerk who was acting in good faith.

"Ugh..."

Asil sighed and accepted the clerk's hand.

Although it wasn't my intention, I was used to being touched by men.

And... To be honest, it wasn't like I wasn't feeling a little excited.

It is true that the pleasure that comes from sexual intercourse feels good.

I don't like men. Because there was still some sense of rejection from her memories of being a man in the past, Asil still did not want to actively mix with men like Soira.

But.

But, the situation is like this. Isn't this inevitable?

I'm not doing this because I like men, and the culture in this neighborhood is like this, so what can I do?

That's why they say that when you go to Rome, you have to follow Roman law.

So this isn't because I want to have sex, it's something I can't help.

Huh. That's it.

Asil made that excuse himself. He wasn't completely wrong.

Munch...

"Ah..."

While Asil was thinking that, the clerk's actions were gradually escalating.

The clerk's hand suddenly penetrates the inside of the clothes and moves.

The clerk's skill in skillfully removing the bra and indulging in the heavy breasts was truly professional.

If the clerk's words about this store being the best in the city were true, then he must really be a professional.

I couldn't even guess how many women in the city passed through this clerk's hands. Since it was that kind of culture in the first place, there wouldn't have been any women who would reject it.

"Ah... Ha..."

Before I knew it, a sweet moan escaped Asil's mouth.

A feeling of pleasure that was as refreshing as scratching an itch, but enough to send shivers down her spine, spread from her chest.

The clerk's hands became more and more active as he listened to Asil's moans.

It's not like people in this city don't know that this is a sexual act.

Even though they know it is a sexual act, they do it because it is polite.

It was only natural to be excited by hearing the moans of an attractive woman.

Inside the clerk's pants, my son, who was already very excited, was asserting that he wanted a woman's body.

But the clerk was professional.

A professional who can prioritize customers over his own needs.

The clerk wanted to satisfy Asil first.

"Guest, where do you want to go?"

The clerk was openly massaging my breasts, but asked questions as if he was giving a normal message.

However, that carefree attitude actually eased the burden on Asil's heart.

Asil is not doing this because she wants a man or wants to mix herself with a man, but because she is just behaving like a normal person in this city.

It gave strength to that excuse.

Still, I was a little embarrassed to ask in person. Asil kept talking as if his mouth couldn't fall, but opened it with difficulty.

"Okay, then. The end part..."

"I understand."

Kuuk!

"Ugh?"

As soon as he spoke, Asil let out a moan as a hand squeezed his nipple.