I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

Chapter 121: Can You Show Me Your Penis Just Once (3)

Chapter 121: Can You Show Me Your Penis Just Once (3)

“Kyaaah…!?”

Poporing, who let out a cute scream, froze with her gaze fixed on the cock.

“What are you doing?”

“Uh…eh…ah?.. Th-that’s…”

“Are you just going to stand there? Aren’t you going to measure it?”

“Ah…!…Ahh…yes…s-sorry…”

Glance?

Poporing, who slowly approached my cock, kept glancing sideways and observing.

“Why do you keep glancing like that?”

“Uh!… S-sorry… it’s just… I feel like… Ian-nim’s… aura… has changed…”

“What’s different?”

“Uh…slightly…s-scary…like…”

“It’s the same, Poporing.”

In fact, Poporing had perceived it correctly.

I was fundamentally a warm person, but I was cold to troublemakers.

“P-P-Poporing?!! Y-you’re right… it has changed..! Suddenly… you’re calling me by my name…”

“So, does Poporing not like it?”

“N-no… i-it’s not that I don’t like it… it’s just a bit… surprising…”

“Then it’s fine. Actually, since I’m showing you my cock, I can at least call you by your name. You should call me Ian instead of Ian-nim too, Poporing.”

“Uh?!!… Just by name?… Is… is that okay?”

“I told you to do so.”

“Th-then….”

Poporing, who seemed to have something to say, hesitated before speaking.

“Instead of Ian… can I call you Ian-oppa?”

“Oppa?”

“Yes… you’re older than me… and I’ve always dreamed of having an oppa since I’m an only child…”

“Sure.”

“Ah!… Hehehe!… Th-thank you… Ian-oppa…”

Poporing’s giggly smile softened my heart, so I spoke more firmly.

‘I don’t negotiate with troublemakers.’

Only a firm response to troublemakers could prevent the birth of more troublemakers.

“More importantly, aren’t you going to measure it? Should I go home?”

“Uh!… Ah, no!… I-I’ll do it!… Measure…!”

Resolutely, Poporing swallowed her saliva and answered.

Srrrk?

“But… Ian-oppa…”

“Why do you keep calling me?”

“Uh…s-sorry… but… could you… uhm… get rid of the erection… we need to measure it before it’s erect…”

“What are you talking about? It’s not erect right now.”

“Uh?… What?”

“It’s not erect.”

“B-but… it’s… this big…”

“Are you saying I’m lying, Poporing?”

“N-no!!… That’s not… what I mean… if this is… without an erection… then… if it’s erect…”

“It’ll get about twice as big.”

“Uh…?”

Poporing’s mouth went dry.

The cock in front of her was more beast-like than human, but if it was fully erect, it was within the ‘understandable range.’

But…

If it’s this big without an erection?

Poporing couldn’t imagine Ian’s cock fully erect.

“It’s hard to believe, but it’s the truth.”

I was an ordinary, characterless guy…

But I wouldn’t concede when it came to the size of my cock.

“Uh!… Y-yes… th-then… I’ll measure… Ian-oppa.”

?Srrrk!

With those words, all sorts of tools, including a tape measure, poured out from Poporing’s bag.

“First, the length…”

Stretch?

From the moment she started measuring, Poporing’s demeanor changed.

The cowardly, trembling figure was gone, replaced with the focused face of a ‘craftsman’ as she diligently took notes.

“The thickness is close to 7, no, 8? …The hardness is about 9?”

“….”

Frankly, I thought Poporing’s ‘measurement’ was just an excuse to satisfy her naughty curiosity.

But…

Seeing Poporing measure now, I realized I was mistaken.

‘Poporing is a pro.’

So, I too would show my cock professionally…

“Uh!… I-I’ve finished measuring… Ian-oppa…”

…but seeing Poporing return to her original self the moment she finished measuring made that thought disappear.

“Is it over now?”

“N-no… w-we need to measure it erect…”

“So?”

“Uh!… If it’s okay… could you… uhm…”

“What? I can’t hear you.”

“S-so… could you… make it erect!!”

Poporing bit her tongue slightly at the end, her pronunciation slipping a bit.

‘That’s even better.’

I could feel how embarrassed Poporing was.

Slap-!

With the sensation of blood rushing to my lower body, my cock suddenly rose, slapping Poporing’s cheek.

“…He….? Huh… he??”

Poporing’s face turned visibly red even on her brown skin, clearly flustered by the suddenly erect cock.

“Uh…!?!… It r-really got twice… as big… uh?… Amazing…”

“What are you doing? Hurry. Measure it.”

“Uh…. yes… Ian-oppa…”

Fumble- fumble-

A swordsman who has reached a high level can assess the opponent’s skill just by watching their gait.

‘…In that case.’

I was also sure that she had reached the level of a ‘pro cock inspector.’

Just by the touch of Poporing’s hands on my cock for measurement, I could tell her handjob skills.

“Uh!…? So… hot…?… and… the pulse…”

Poporing’s hand movements, providing the right stimulation at the right moments, were indeed ‘the hands of a craftsman.’

‘Even at a low estimate, she’s a top-tier handjob artist… and this is just for measurement?’

It wasn’t even for a handjob but just to measure the cock, yet the pleasure was this intense.

If Poporing were to give a handjob seriously, it was frightening to think how high the pleasure could reach.

“Kuh…kuh!…? The… the smell is… so strong…?…intense!…Huff!?… Ugh…sniff?…ugh…?”

Squeeze?

Seeing the tanned, big-breasted beauty clinging to my cock and sniffing it naturally caused precum to form at the tip of my glans.

“Huh…? Uh…?… Th-this…?”

“….”

Poporing, noticing the precum, looked up at me but said nothing.

“Uh..!… Since… we’re… measuring…?… might as well!!?… check the taste too… that would… be helpful…?”

Muttering to herself, Poporing slowly approached with her tongue out and licked the precum off the tip of my glans.

Lick-!

‘…Ugh!’

As Poporing’s tongue touched my glans, a sharp pleasure shot from my tailbone to my brain.

“Haa….?… Ian-oppa… your cock… tastes… like this?”

Seeing Poporing slumped over, breathing heavily with her lips parted, made me want to grab her by the hair and shove my cock down her throat right away.

‘…Calm down, Ian.’

It was clear that I had to keep my wits about me, especially since her vulgar breasts could rival those of Yuris, the Empire’s top bitch.

“I… I’ve measured…?… I’m done… Ian-oppa.”

While I was calming myself down, Poporing seemed to have recovered from the lingering effects of the precum and stood up, bowing slightly.

“Th-thank you… for helping me… t-today… Ian-oppa.”

“….”

Swoosh?

“…So… now… you can put… your cock…? away… I think…”

“….”

Swoosh?

“Uh?… Ah… Ian-oppa?”

“….”

Swoosh?

“…A-are you okay?… Oppa?”

Swoosh?

It was impossible.

There was no way I could calm down with such breasts in front of me.

“What are you going to do?”

“Huh?… Wh-what do you mean?”

Poporing blinked in confusion, not understanding what I was saying, so I shouted at her.

“You’ve been fiddling with it since earlier… what are you going to do about my erect cock!!”

“Huh?! Y-yes?! Wh-what do you mean!!… B-but… I was just measuring…!!”

“Shut up! I only agreed to show it to you, I didn’t say you could touch it! Not only did you touch it, but you also licked it. Are you just going to leave it like this? What if my erect cock bursts? Are you going to take responsibility!?”

“Uh…! Th-that… I’m… s-sorry!… I’m sorry!… Please forgive me… Ian-oppa…!”

Seeing Poporing sniffling and looking sorry made me feel a slight pang of conscience.

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Remembering the trouble Poporing caused in the gallery, my guilt disappeared instantly.

“If just saying sorry solves everything, why do we have laws and police!? Take responsibility for my erect cock!”

“Uh…!! Th-then… what should I do…?”

“You’re asking the victim? It’s the perpetrator who should think of a solution!”

“Uh… I… I don’t know…”

Poporing’s tears fell, but I couldn’t be fooled by the troublemaker’s tears.

“Haa… It can’t be helped. Show me your breasts.”

“…Huh?… M-my breasts?… Why… all of a sudden…”

“Hurry up before I pass out! Do you want to be responsible if my cock bursts?”

“Ah…!! Okay… Just don’t get mad… please…”

Trembling, Poporing lifted her wet T-shirt…

Whoosh?!

A concentrated scent of sweat trapped in the T-shirt filled the air.

“Sniff!!”

“Uh…!!… Ian-oppa… please… don’t smell… it… I sweated a lot… so… my smell…”

“Stay still! Do you really want to go to the police?”

“Uh…”

Contrary to Poporing’s concern, I didn’t feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, I felt like burying my nose in her chest and dying happily.

Why did the same sweat smell so different between men and women?

‘Now that I think about it, there was a study that said people who are genetically compatible find each other’s scent pleasant…’

Given that I had never found the scent of any partner unpleasant, it seemed that all of them were genetically perfect matches for me.

“…Oppa… is it… okay now?”

“What do you mean okay? We’re just getting started.”

“Ah… uh…!”

Swwk?

While Poporing was sniffling, I slipped my fingers under her bra to pull it down…

“Wait…! Ah… Ian-oppa!… You can’t… do naughty things…”

“Is touching my cock okay?”

“Uh…! Th-that was… for measurement…”

“This is also for measurement!”

Twang?!

Interrupting Poporing, I pulled off her bra, revealing her bouncy, well-shaped breasts, reminiscent of perfectly cooked stone-boiled eggs.