Chapter 213 – -212- Reversing a Crisis Is an Opportunity♥ (5)

Open both hands and operate the screen of the baptism machine.

“Yuna, still prefers analog controls.”

Shia sunbaenim looked at me next to her and said.

It’s an analog control method… Well, you can do all the controls just by thinking, but it might seem strange to seniors to use your hands to operate them.

“Hehe, I’ve been working this way for a long time. I find it more efficient this way. Besides, isn’t this way a little cooler?”

Like the main character in the movie, it feels good to see my hand gestures reflected in reality. Just thinking about it, is it because it doesn’t taste like this?

“Memory Projection”

As he twists his wrist, the entire wall is covered with memories of Ji-hye.

“Wow…But, do you really have to say that?”

“…Please be quiet, senpai.”

Ignoring Xia sunbaenim who laughed and made fun of me, I immersed myself in my work.

All of the human memories of Hong Ji-hye filled the walls like her art works expressed in mosaic technique.

It was like video art that contained the entirety of a person’s life. Well, actually it is.

“Hey… Is it going well? When will it be over?”

She was Ji-hye, who spoke in a much more frightened state, more withdrawn than before.

‘It’s a pity…Senpai, I’ll fix it soon ♥’

I asked her, ‘Do you want to become an onahole?’

“Yes? Ah…That, of course…? Do you?”

Embarrassed, she replied.

She seems unsure, confused.

At the same time as she speaks, the images on the wall are split into two colors.

Dark red and even darker blue.

“It’s divided into two? What standard is it?”

“Ah, I divided them based on how they react to the word ‘onahole.’

“Hmm…It’s mostly red, is that okay?” Senior Shia was worried and asked, so I showed her professional side and reassured her.

“It’s okay. Master has meticulously painted over recent memories, so I’m still feeling a bit confused and uncomfortable. I’ll fix it.”

“Hehe, then. I’ll only trust my junior!”

I smiled brightly and answered instead.

Ah, as I’m going through my memories, I remember learning how to handle the baptismal instrument from my master.

I was really inexperienced when dealing with the brainwashing machine at first, but thanks to the master’s help, it became possible to reproduce the master’s baptism with my own hands if given time.

‘Where should I start with…?’

In chronological order, from the most reddish memory?

After thinking about it for a while, I decided that it would be better to work in chronological order.

Just as a house with a solid foundation lasts a long time, shouldn’t there be no confusion if it is meticulously changed from the past?

“Since when did you have the desire to become an ona hole?”

“…Huh? It wasn’t long ago.”

“Are you sure?”

I took a closer look at the memories I found through the search.

‘Is there anything useful… I found it’

I started manipulating one memory that glowed red.

It was ‘the first time I saw pornography’.

‘I can write this…’

Her memories of encountering pornography were unpleasant and dirty.

It was a memory that I lost interest in her, thinking that it was ugly and unpleasant to see the naked man and woman in the video pinching her genitals with her discolored face.

‘It’s an experience that doesn’t go well with Ona Hall…’

This memory was also one of the strange feelings she felt.

She doesn’t even like erotic things, but suddenly she says she’ll become an ona hole… It’s strange, isn’t it?

This memory of not being very interested in obscene things got in the way of becoming an onahole.

That’s why I decided to recreate those memories in my hands!♥

Erasing it is one of the ways… But I prefer to change it.

“Are you sure?”

When asked again, she hurriedly answered.

“Yes? I’m sure… But…? It’s a dream I had recently…?”

“Think carefully, wasn’t the last dream you had was watching pornography?”

The memory of Shia’s sister is grafted onto her memory.

She didn’t touch the discomfort she felt at first. However, because of the impression she left behind, she twisted her memory to say that she repeatedly sought out pornography, even though she was disgusted with it.

“…Do I even have to say pornography, that, stuff like that?”

“Ah, don’t be shy. Everyone here is just there to help Ji-hye become a great ona hole. Medical staff? You can think of it as such.”

“Then…Yes, I think it was…?”

Each time she viewed her pornography, her feelings of discomfort diminished, adding to her memories of strange pleasures and pleasures. In addition, the detail that she was not satisfied with the same stimulation and went looking for more stimulation.

“Think about it. What was Ji-hye’s favorite pornography?”

Even while we were talking, my hands were busy moving.

A single memory was transformed multiple times, adding linearly.

So that the girl in the next memory has less contempt and more curiosity than before.

Contempt turned to longing, and displeasure gradually turned to envy.

It was a task to prepare the probability for her to aspire to become an ona hole.

“…Do I even have to say things like this?”

“Sure”

From her hesitant mouth, a small confession followed at the end of her resolution.

“…Haa…I think it was my preference, D-Grady.”

Her confession of a fetish that had nothing to do with the original woman.

Well, whenever the memory goes on, she must have helped by upping the quality of the video.

At first, it went from general soft porn to the more violent and maniac side, and the memory composition is effective.

As for the video, um… I picked something from my and Shia’s collection.

They were things with heinous titles like the [Human Rights Abandonment of Majo Bitch] Series or [Human Rights Expungement Ona Hall Debut].

“Hmm, what is that? Please explain”

“Say, a little bit, but…”

Clutching at her skirt, she explained in a trembling voice what degrady was.

“My status and reputation are down to the bottom, I’m completely dominated by my master, I like being insulted, things like that…”

“Is it so?”

“Beyond simple play, my real life is threatened, my rights are stolen, and I am sold… I like those things.”

It was Ji-hye who instantly considered the contents of radical pornography that I had never seen before as my taste.

“Haa… It’s embarrassing, but there were times when I skipped meals and even masturbated all night…♥”

The memory of ‘I wasn’t satisfied with just watching’ found its place well, perhaps thanks to the fully equipped and manipulated memory.

I remember being immersed in the person on the screen and rubbing my inflamed clitoris with my hand in my panties while being so excited that I skipped a meal.

Ji-hye, recalling her happy past, answered with a hazy expression.

Exhibiting such strong excitement that you could feel your nipples erect even through a thick sweater.

It seemed that the baptismal room had become damp because I had exhaled without breathing heavily.

“Looking at it that way, I don’t know if you’ve had the idea of ​​becoming an Onahole since then, right?”

“Yes? Ah…Really, is that so…? Well, since then I’ve been wanting to find the master…”

“Isn’t that right? The thought of wanting to become an onahole was actually a wish I had for a long time. It wasn’t a sudden urge.”

“Ah… After hearing it, I think it’s really true…”

Agreeing with me, she had a visibly relaxed expression.

The cold sweat that had been running down her had disappeared, and her hands, which were holding my skirt tightly, were also gently clasped together.

“Is your headache okay?”

“Ah, yes…! It’s much better than before!”

I looked at the wall again. It was still red all over…But the intensity was much paler.

However, perhaps because new memories were inserted, there were new areas that glowed red.

It was a trace of a sincere life that could not exist if it were a ‘perverted hopeful woman addicted to masturbation’.

It was a restless effort toward a better life and a higher status.

Oh, what a shame. The process of her hard work being an obstacle to her master…

‘Um…Should I erase it altogether and turn it all into obscene memories?’

After thinking for a moment, I shook my head.

‘That’s not what the owner wants’

It’s not possible. That’s why she’s just a common slut. Thinking of a better way, I replaced it with a little variation.

It made me regard all those efforts as ‘the process of accumulating things to be taken away by the owner’.

You have turned all your self-actualization efforts, your desires for achievement, into taking the stairs for a mere fall.

The sense of pride and achievement that I felt every time I climbed one more step turned into a dizzying expectation that I would fall from a higher place.

The regret of ‘I didn’t live my life to become an onahole…’ Gradually turned to the opposite.

It’s because I came to think that I had lived my life so that I could take away something more valuable from my master.

“Do you have any regrets about becoming an ona hole?”

“Regret…?”

She smiled and shook her head.

“There’s no way something like that could happen…♥ To become an ona hole♥ I’ve worked hard…♥ With the final reward in front of me♥ No regrets♥”

“Yeah, isn’t it?”

Seeing her thinking the same as me of her, it was her reassurance.

In perfecting this mindset, I referenced a lot of my own memories.

Because I too was [Baptized] By the master in the same way♥

“Sooooo…♥”

“Are you all right?”

Concerned that something might be wrong, I asked her.

Occasionally, memories of lovers or family members, which were not visible on the screen, resisted to the end.

It’s a rewarding job, but it’s a job where you can’t let go of tension until the end, right?

“Ah…Yes…♥”

“You’re breathing hard…Do you have a headache again?”

Fortunately, nothing I was worried about happened.

“Ah…♥ No♥ My headache was completely cured♥ Just the thought of meeting my master soon…♥ My heart was pounding…♥”

“Whoa, I know that feeling well. Please be patient for a moment. I’ll be able to meet the owner soon♥”

Like seeing her past me, I gave her a few gifts as her finishing touches. Even in the first meeting, so that the owner likes it.

“Ah…♥ Ah…♥”

After giving her pervert-like knowledge unworthy of her chastity, I removed her from her baptismal instrument.

The memories of the last time I saw her were all colored blue♥

“…You can come this way. Junior…♥”

“Yes? Ah…♥ Yes…♥ Sun…Bae”

Seeing her eyes full of confidence and anticipation, with no regrets or fear left, I felt proud.

‘Hee hee, I can be praised again♥’

Really, welcoming a new junior is a very rewarding thing.