Chapter 321 – Episode 285 3 Hours Before the Post-Uterus Idol Performance: Post-Uterus Makeup

No matter how much you have lived without any interest in taking care of your appearance, a woman is still a woman.

It can be clearly seen that the items in the makeup team’s hands are not normal cosmetics.

Thick ink-colored board markers and red and blue children’s crayons.

School supplies that should only be used in sketchbooks or drawing paper that can be scribbled and torn, not to be taken on a person’s body.

Besides, when it comes to makeup, you should focus on your face, so why take off your dress shirt… ?

“Hey, over there. With that in mind, you probably don’t plan on doing anything weird with scribbles on your body… ?”

“It’s graffiti…” !”

The makeup team had a straight face.

“It is the job of makeup artists like us to complete idol coordination. “If you say it’s graffiti, it still hurts us.”

“That’s right.”

“Still, this is a makeup team that has taken care of some celebrities.”

“Uh, uh… !”

It gives me the feeling that I have somehow become an abusive celebrity.

It’s like the back face of a top star screaming that she doesn’t feel like it while she’s doing her makeup… !

However, rather than being a top star, Umi is a beginner among beginners who became an idol through street casting… ! Until a few days ago, I was still an ordinary person.

The makeup team must have thought that Woomi was suffering from star disease even before she had a proper debut.

Umi closed her eyes tightly at that normal and natural reaction.

‘Could it be possible that all of this together is [Idol coordination]? !’

No one realizes that what they are holding is not a makeup tool… !

“S-sorry… I-I didn’t mean to hurt you makeup sisters… !”

Umi lowered her head, crying.

“I’m not going to talk to you, so please put on pretty makeup…” !”

Because of her unique timidity, Umi was unable to stop pervert scribbling under the guise of makeup… !

* * *

After an hour and a half of work, the makeup was completed.

“Hwiyu. “It’s a masterpiece.”

“Oh, my arm hurts. “Zinc, I need some water.”

“You guys have worked hard.”

The makeup team continues to praise themselves.

Haha…”

However, the sight of Umi sitting in the middle of the dressing room with her makeup done makes it believable that she is a girl who has been subjected to a group bullying.

‘Huh, huh… ! What is this… ?’

What filled my entire body were, as expected, obscene graffiti.

On the left side of the chest, there is a fascinating heart that makes you want to bite, centered around a cherry-like nipple.

On the right side of the chest, a target-like mark (Roumi knows it, but it is actually a pussy-shaped mark) is half-heartedly drawn with a permanent marker.

Below the breasts, there is even a sign pointing to the nipples with arrows and a message asking people to pinch the nipples.

As you go below the chest, the level gets worse.

It is truly noble to draw things like flower shapes or the sun rising in the sky with crayons, just like a child scribbling.

[(Pointing to the uterus) 〈- Soft, soft, free Onahole☆]

[Always available toilet]

[Still in heat!]

[Awkward Idol]

[Hope to upload lots of photos♡]

Haha…’

Vulgar scribbles that are not even in Umi’s heart are embroidered on every corner of her body.

He even took down the pantyhose and scribbled on Umi’s uterus and vaginal walls with a permanent marker.

[Soft Soft♡]

[Please scold me with your cock]

[Semen rain gauge]

[(Pointing to the uterine sphere) 〈- GOAL IN!]

[I climaxed (five) (six) seven times while writing this♡]

In fact, as the last scribble says, when I scribbled directly on the sensitive mucous membrane, I ended up orgasming, spraying my love juices loudly all over the dressing table and mirror.

The reason the numbers change is that the number of climaxes was updated in real time while writing.

Considering that the graffiti remains intact even after being splashed with love juice, it seems like it will last for a week without being removed even if you scrub and wash it.

‘Huh, huh… !’

In fact, Woomi’s face was done with light makeup that matched her skin tone with light foundation.

As a result, pervert scribbles all over the body are two to three times more noticeable.

The graffiti under the pantyhose are barely visible, but the graffiti under the white shirt are transparent and not covered at all.

Nevertheless, the sight of Woomi trying to cover up even single graffiti by putting on a dress shirt is like an escape from reality.

It is an attempt to divert one’s eyes from the cruel reality of having to go on stage looking like this.

Umi bit her lip and finally stood up from the dressing room chair.

‘Gwae, it’s okay, as long as it is somehow perceived as ordinary makeup by others… !’

Click click click.

“… Eh?”

At that moment, Umi’s heart shrunk.

“Yes, the photo… !”

“Oh, don’t worry. Because of the contract, I will post it on Instagram or something like that after the performance.”

In the end, uploading means uploading.

“Sister, we take pictures together.”

“Yes, if we become famous through this performance, we may not be able to see each other again because a more prestigious makeup team will be attached. Would you like to get an autograph in advance?”

“Show…”

Umi muttered with a blank expression.

What if I get caught appearing in front of people like this?

What if the cognitive impairment is lifted, and it is revealed that he is an idol who shakes his uterus with a pervert graffiti in front of everyone… ?

Creepy… !

Even when she revealed that she was a post-womb magic girl and fought in front of people, she received a lot of criticism directly.

If such indecent behavior is revealed on a stage broadcast over public television, it is no different from pressing the end button on one’s life.

“Uh, huh… ! Hmm… !! Hmm… !”

The performance hadn’t even started yet, but Umi’s black pantyhose were wet around her cervix, and her vaginal juices were hanging out like a condom.

Click… !

After taking another unexpected photo with the makeup team, feeling like I was in a dream.

Wang, the makeup team member who was taking the lead in doodling, opened her mouth.

“Oh, now that I think about it, I forgot my accessories! In order to match the stage coordination concept, I told you to add at least one accessory that would be a focal point for the simple Woomi.”

“Accessory… ?”

“For coordination to be successful, there must be an item that serves as a point. Heemin, open the second drawer.”

Grumbling.

Looking at the contents of the drawer reflected over her shoulder, Umi gasped.

‘Cody… ‘It’s not over?’

What rolled out of it.

Insertion devices for women that are studded with various protrusions.

A vibe as thick as your forearm, a rotor, and even an extreme dildo that reproduces the veins.

Umi’s whole body trembled as if an aspen tree was trembling at the appearance of the obscene instruments.

Since my post-uterine body is already sensitive to the stockings, it is difficult to follow the choreography… !

“Well, that’s a lie… ?”

“Hmm… First, how about this one because it’s cute? Umi will like it too.”

“That’s right! This is an item that only Umi can pull off!”

The thing in the coordination team’s hand is, no matter how you look at it, it looks like anal beads with several round beads attached.

Hehe… !”

Umi felt as if her eyes were going dark.

* * *

People are already entering the stage bleachers an hour before the performance starts. Since it is a very large-scale performance, failing to do so will cause problems in receiving many audiences.

In the hallway behind the stage, Woomi is covering herself with a blanket under the pretense of being cold.

The weather on a spring evening, when summer has not yet arrived, is slightly chilly.

But in reality… It’s because I don’t want to stand at the back of the stage with a lot of people passing by with a pervert tattoo like this.

Well, it’s strange if you write things like [A toilet can be used all the time] And [Please scold me with your dick] All over your body and feel at ease.

Even if you know in your head that it is clearly perceived as natural makeup…

Every time a male employee pops out from around the corner, I startle and startle.

That’s right, with Umi’s current outfit, there is no public toilet where you can eat right away.

‘After… Whoa… !’

Although she is covered in a blanket, Umi’s body temperature is currently higher than usual.

He can’t help but do that.

A constantly vibrating vibrator is buzzing and shaking inside her back hole, and her cervix is ​​filled with thick anal beads that are sensitive enough to be inserted into the anus.

‘K-keuk.’ Ugh, wow.!’

The rear hole, which is less developed than the uterus where all kinds of objects have been inserted, has a significant presence even with just one vibe inserted.

Being.

The vibe moving inside the stocking as if it had a tail secretly stimulates the inside of Umi’s anus, and the vibration is transmitted to the anal beads embedded in the cervix.

Grrrr… !!

‘Hu, huuuuuk… !’

Before leaving the dressing room… The coordination team quickly approached Umi, who was caught by both arms, and shoved an object with as many as fifteen beads into Umi’s cervix without even taking off her stockings.

Even if only anal beads were inserted, the thickness of the beads stuck in the cervix would make me lose my senses, but since anal beads were embedded on top of the stockings, the horrifyingly soft texture of the stockings is irritating the mucous membrane.

Umi’s current appearance, having had both front and back holes attacked at the same time, is too obscene to be called an idol… Rather, she is closer to a Barbary girl who covers her ugliness with a blanket.

But, the time is coming.

There are less than 60 minutes left until the performance starts.

“Huh, huh… Ji, what will Gina or other people think if they see it? ?”

It is obvious that they will 100% stop you from going on stage.

On the contrary, there is no doubt that they will find it strange that Woomi wants to go on stage while looking like that.

Based on the pattern so far,

The change in consciousness of the mission card that naturally made clothes like Umi’s pervert. Because it is so obvious that it will unravel at some point when you get on stage.

However.

‘Well, I can feel at ease because it looks like this… !’

On the one hand, Umi was relieved. Her whole body was scribbled like a mop, with vibes and beads hanging all over it, which was so different from what Umi expected.

And Umi knows.

“… Still, I have to go on stage.”

There is a reason why you have to go on stage, even if it means showing your shameful appearance as a post-uterine idol in front of the audience.

[Crystal gauging].

According to the future that Su-ah showed that day.