Chapter 6 – 6. Pregnancy Training Center – Assistant Classroom (1) – Training Center for Pregnancy Management

A gray concrete building with no personality.

And the warning signs full of eerie warnings that show a determined will not to let a single rat into or out of the building. And to the thick and high walls and watchtowers surrounded by barbed wire.

It makes the viewer wonder if it is a place to house criminals who committed heinous crimes.

However, the name of this building as a state-run pregnancy training center is absurd.
A place where women conscripted for obligatory pregnancy are forcibly imprisoned and thoroughly educated to be self-aware as a tool for childbirth…

It is their harsh fate that they are dragged in just for the sin of being born as women and have to endure and accept any kind of inhumane and humiliating training.

An unusual view inside a gray and bleak building built for such a ridiculous purpose.

Dozens of women completely exposed their pure white naked bodies with not even a thread on them, covering their breasts and genitals as if they were ashamed, blushing and holding something like a small pink card in their hands…

They start entering in a line under the leadership of men in military uniforms, looking like livestock entering a barn.

When Ha-yeon and other women entered the building, the first sight they saw was horrific. A scene like a prison seen in a movie.

No. 221, No. 222, No. 223… Hundreds of iron doors with unique design numbers written on them and even slightly rusted because they were not painted.

Even at a glance, it is massive, showing off its presence as if to nail it in advance to tell women not to dream of escaping without permission.
Heavy iron doors that seem impossible to even move a little, let alone open, with their delicate bodies…

‘Nonsense… Do I have to stay in a place like that for 5 weeks…?’

Ha-yeon completely fainted in despair at the abnormal sight in front of her…

A bunch of her covers her body with her nervous, desperate face and hurriedly starts looking for her own room number…

All of her doors are uniform, so there is no distinguishing feature except for the number of her room. Her Ha-yeon enters her building and after tens of minutes, she finally finds a room with her own number written on it. Succeeded in finding

‘Here… Room 169…’

A heavy iron door bearing the same number ‘169’ written on her own baby love card.

The fact that she will probably never be able to open it on her own makes her chew on her helplessness once again…

While contemplating how to open her door for a long time, she saw a small phrase and a card slot attached to the door that read ‘Baby love card slot’ in front of her eyes.

Ha-yeon inserted her baby love card into the slot as written on her stationery,

Soon, at the same time as the electronic sound of “Beep”, The heavy iron door opened slowly with a loud sound.

In front of her, filled with fear, is a small room that looks like about 10 pyeong.

Feels like a bathroom.

There were no toilets or washrooms, but the tiles on the floor and the holes that looked like small drains gave it that feeling.

The only difference from the bathroom is that I don’t know why, but the walls on all sides are made of mirrors…

Upon entering her room, she sees her own bare naked body reflected from the mirrors on the walls on all four sides…

As she reconfirmed her own embarrassing and miserable appearance, for some reason, her tears began to flow and cover her vision…

She wanders around her room again slowly, trying to stop her tears.

In her eyes,

Even if you don’t want to see it, that chair in the middle of the room you can see at a glance…

‘Uh…? That…That chair…?’

Her face, which had turned white at the sight of her heavy door, turned bright red this time.

The chair I sat on for the first time in my life during the physical examination…

Wide open his legs in humiliation,

The chair you would see in an obstetrics and gynecology department where he had to sit with all the embarrassing parts of his body …

It was a delivery table…

As a woman, the humiliating chair she never wanted to sit on was placed in the space where she was supposed to stay for five weeks.

When he suddenly recalls the humiliating things he suffered during the physical examination, his whole body trembles and his eyes start to tremble in shame.

Looking closely at the chair with trembling eyes,

In front of her eyes, large letters containing the terrible content of ‘Training Assistant for Pregnancy Management No. 169’ appear.

The letters are intentionally heavily emphasized as if to reaffirm their identity as a tool for childbirth…

And right above the chair, there was a shower head, and a lot of things like hoses connected to the wall below.

‘What..? It’s not even a shower room, so why is the shower on the chair..? What are those hoses?’

When the eyes of the shower and the unidentified hoses of unknown purpose came into view,

The shame of seeing and hearing the chair gradually begins to change into fear of the unknown.

Looking around the chair more closely with nervous and uneasy eyes,

Hayeon is shocked again.

From the devices for sexual purposes, such as dildos of various sizes, placed on the iron shelf right next to the chair marked “Transformation belt,” She caught her eye.

All sorts of unidentified objects whose use can’t even be guessed at all…

‘What are those strange things..?! To…? Is that a dildo? Why is that here…?’

The stuff I’ve seen in porn that I’ve seen out of curiosity.

An obscene and sexual tool imitating a man’s to induce sexual excitement in a woman…

Not to mention her sexual experience, she had no experience of dating or skinship with a proper man, so they were very stimulating things to her.

As the fear and rejection of the unknown things he discovered in the place where he had to live for 5 weeks grew, he heard the sound of human footsteps…

‘Buck and go’

A man wearing a neat uniform appeared in front of the naked Ha-yeon, who was stiff from anxiety.

It was a young man who seemed to be about Hayeon’s age.

“Hello. Min Ha-yeon, the subject of compulsory pregnancy management for number 169. I am the instructor in charge of educating you for 5 weeks.”

The man who bluntly introduced himself and called himself the instructor in charge.

When Ha-yeon’s eyes meet with a well-dressed young man who appears to be her own age, Ha-yeon suddenly remembers that she is naked and begins to cover her pussy and breasts with her hands in a hurry.

Seeing Ha-yeon like that, the instructor speaks out with an expressionless face as if it doesn’t matter.

“From now on, as a subject of mandatory pregnancy care, you will be called 169 instead of the name Min Ha-yeon.”

Saying that you show up all of a sudden is a cruel statement that you will treat yourself as an object of management, not as a person…

The name Min Ha-yeon as a person is taken away,

Ha-yeon came to be called number 169 as a birthing tool.

Hesitantly, the instructor looked down at Ha-yeon, who covered her body, blushed, avoided the instructor’s gaze, and looked down at her floor.

“If you understand, please go to the teaching assistant and sit down at number 169. We will conduct a simple body wash and physical examination.”

Body wash? Physical examination? Ha-yeon’s head is confused again when she hears her incomprehensible voice and the instructor calls her by her number instead of her name.

That’s how she barely mustered up the courage to say a word

“When are you going to wear that outfit?”

Before the words I spat out with difficulty were finished, flesh collided with flesh, and I heard a bursting sound of ‘Jaaaaa’.

“Aaaaa!!”

Ha-yeon collapsed on the floor with a scream.

As soon as Hayeon spoke her words, the instructor hit Hayeon hard with her hand.

The shock Ha-yeon received was even greater when she suddenly flew in from a defenseless state that had not even finished her words, and her hand stabbed with the power of an adult man.

“Be quiet, Number 169. Pregnancy management subjects are prohibited from making any comments other than responding to what the instructor says.”

Ha-yeon trembles at the tingling sensation she feels on her cheek and presses her lips together to suppress the scream that is about to burst out while caressing her cheek.

And once again,

‘Jaaaaa’

Same as before, but louder.

“Quaaaaa!!!”

She screams louder than before at the pain of her being hit again where she was hit and doubled her.

“Why is she keeping her mouth shut? She just told the instructor to answer her? Is number 169 a stone head? Please answer quickly by adding the title of Instructor at the end.”

One-sided assault and beatings… Unreasonable violence done just because he didn’t do anything wrong, and he barely answered…

“Huhhhhh…Instructor”

It was Ha-yeon who shed tears and barely opened her lips to answer with her cheeks bursting open and bleeding after being hit in the same place twice in a row.

“Great. No. 169. You’d better learn something quickly here. Again, I need to do a body wash and a physical examination for pregnancy management, so please get up and sit down at the TA.”

Pregnancy care? Body treatment? Her head was complicated by the meaningless words that she heard again, but she didn’t dare to disobey the fan instructor’s words like slapping a person for not answering her words.

“Yes… Instructor…”

With an obedient voice and demeanor, like a docile sheep, it barely rises from the ground,
Ha-yeon sits on the chair called the ‘assistant shift table’ that she only sees in obstetrics and gynecology…

“No. 169! Sit up straight! Is this your first time sitting there? I know you’ve already sat down during the physical examination, right? Come on, spread your legs as wide as you can, put them on her pedestal, and keep her hands clasped behind her head. It is the same posture as during the physical examination. Get ready quickly!”

From the moment she saw the chair, she had a vague idea of ​​how to sit, but the instructor hunched over the thought of having to assume such an embarrassing posture in front of a man and yelled at Ha-yeon, who literally just sat there…

That humiliating and disgraceful posture that I had to take again. ‘Look closely at my pussy!’ Such a miserable attitude…

As if to seduce a man on her own, defenselessly exposing and emphasizing her pussy and breasts, like an obscene horny female…

“… I see… Instructor…”

With a pitiful expression on her face, Ha-yeon finally spread her legs, which she had been keeping tightly closed in shame, and put them on the pedestal, putting her hands behind her head and interlocking them…

Then, the legs are wide open in the shape of an m, revealing the entire cute pink pussy and anus between the legs, and a very perverted and filthy posture is completed, exposing the chest and armpits.

Looking ahead with a face full of shame, he sees his own filthy reflection in the mirror.

When he sees his miserable image reflected in the mirror, the tears that seemed to have dried up start to flow again.