Chapter 8: Who's the New Girl?

Sunday | October 8th, 2023 | 10:11 PM

I fervently dried my hair with a towel as I stepped out of the shower, trying to shake off the wetness. I just got home from the recreational center, sweaty and exhausted after working out and playing volleyball with some of the goobers. Although not surprised, Seulgi wasn't home, most likely out with Minhyuk. Not feeling the need to put on clothes, I simply wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out of the bathroom, shutting off the lights and casting my entire room into darkness.

Cautiously, I walked around my room until I reached my desk on the other side of the room. Feeling around, I managed to flip the switch to my desk light and illuminated a small part of the room with warm lighting, casting looming shadows on the wall. I sighed and slumped down into my chair, leaning forward and resting my head on the cold wood surface.

"Hmm, I could just do it tomorrow," I grumbled. My legs were sore and my body felt totally relaxed from the hot shower. The last thing I wanted to do right now is sit down at my desk and work on homework. My fingers blindly reached for my laptop, flipping it open and waiting for it to load up to my bright screensaver. I squinted and rubbed my eyes as they tried to adjust to the screen.

My fingers aimlessly tapped on the trackpad as instead of moving to my school's portal, I navigated to the browser, scrolling through my bookmarks. I opened up Youtube and started watching random videos, anything that could help kill the boredom and distract myself. After a couple videos, I found myself looking through the recommended section, which was mostly filled with music, and some gaming and sports channels.

I sat and watched a few more videos before realizing I didn't really care about them, they were a way to pass time. My mind began to wander and think of my friends. My eyes shifted to my bed and the dark space underneath. Despite getting discovered by Nakyung, I've yet to move the hiding spot of my panties collection.

With a huff, I rolled away from the desk, my wheels screeching a little bit as the chair rolled across the floor. I kneeled on the ground and reached underneath the bed frame, blindly reaching around and patting the cold floor, looking for the shoebox. The corners of the box met my fingertips and I dragged it out, the bottom scraping against the floor.

"Alright," I groaned, standing up from the ground and placing the box onto my desk. I flipped the lid open, revealing the stash of stolen underwear, carelessly thrown together in a wad. I picked up the pile and separated the pairs, laying them out flat on the table and admiring the variety of colors and fabrics. My makeshift labels were still in tact, each one carefully labeled with the girls' name, including the most recent addition, Joy's thong.

I organized it, arranging them by date of acquisition. Joy's pink thong was placed at the end of the line and the black lace thong, the very first pair I had taken, was the closest to me. I picked up Bae Joohyun's purple panty, remembering the lucky chance that had started it all. As I brought it up to my nose, her scent had faded and only left a ghost of her smell. It had been quite a while since then, and the underwear no longer smelled like her.

"Oh well, they can't stay fresh forever," I muttered.

My eyes shifted back and forth, eyeing the different pairs. My thoughts had begun to be plagued with images of me fucking each one of my current victims, their faces screwed in ecstasy. It's not like I was planning to actually do it, I could never, but a guy can dream, can't he? I thought about who I wanted to add to the collection next, the one after Joy.

Tzuyu? Hmm, I'd imagine she'd have some bland, cotton undies, just your standard underwear, not particularly sexy. Sana, though? Now, there's an interesting choice. She definitely had the right ass for a thong. Oh, Jennie or Xiaoting would be hot as well, I'd imagine. They'd probably have some expensive ass, lacy underwear that they could afford, and they'd wear matching bras as well.

"Damn, the possibilities are endless," I sighed, rubbing my eyes. I felt my growing erection press up against the fabric of my towel, threatening to escape. My hands absentmindedly moved to the hem, and without any hesitation, I removed the towel and tossed it to the ground, fully exposing my naked body.

I grabbed a random pair off my desk, it just so happened to be Joy's "FUCK ME" thong. I lifted the thong to my nose and breathed in deeply, even if there was a hint of Joy's musk, it was completely masked by me and Nakyung's mixed cum. My face flushed at the memory of us fucking, and my hand began stroking the shaft of my hardening penis.

"Oh, shit," I gasped, remembering the tight feeling of her pussy wrapped around my dick. My mind wandered to the other girls I had thought of earlier, imagining their faces in Joy's place.

"Mmm, Tzuyu. Yes," I mumbled, closing my eyes. "God, that would feel amazing. Your cute ass would be mine." I wrapped the thong around the tip of my dick, using it to cover and rub my slit.

"Oh, shit," I muttered, increasing my pace.

"Sana, your pretty little pussy, I can't wait to taste it," I whined.

"Aghh," I moaned, leaning forward and resting my head on top of the desk, breathing heavily.

"Jennie, Xiaoting. Please. Please." My voice was desperate, pleading. My dick was twitching, aching for release. More and more, even my past victims were making their way into my head. Imagining them sitting at the edge of my bed, their legs spread open, inviting me, asking me to please them.

"Fuck! Oh, fuck!" My body shook, and my penis pulsated. White cum oozed from the tiny thong, soaking up in the fibers. My already sore legs wobbled a bit as I recovered from my orgasm, the euphoric feeling fading away. I threw Joy's panties back into the shoebox, noticing my palm a bit sticky.

"Shit," I murmured, using a pair of Seulgi's underwear to clean it off, dropping that off into the box as well. As I stared down at my desk, at the spread of underwear and the careless wads sitting in the box, a tired breath dropped from my nostrils.

"This isn't normal, man," I said, shaking my head as reality began to hit. "What am I doing?" I was disgusted, a deep feeling of shame washed over me. My dick was still hanging out, flaccid, but I couldn't bring myself to give a single shit.

"You're a fucking creep," I whispered. I got to work cleaning my desk, picking up the various panties and stuffing them back into the shoebox, as those words played on repeat in my head.

"You're a fucking creep. You're a fucking creep."

What normal person has a collection of stolen panties? What normal person fantasizes about fucking their friends, even using of some of their panties while they jack off? I definitely was not normal.

I dropped the box onto the floor and kicked it underneath the bed with my foot, making sure it was pushed far back, away from plain sight. I fell backwards onto my bed, dropping my arm over my eyes and letting out a deep breath. I laid there, motionless for a couple minutes, my mind racing.

I know what I'm doing is wrong. Hell, I literally scaled someone's house just to break into their room for some underwear. But, god damn, did I love the thrill. Oh, and the panties? I would've never thought I can get so turned on by them. I could probably buy a pack of panties from the supermarket, but they're no fun.

It was the backstory behind them, the fact that they belonged to some of the prettiest or hottest girls that I know. It was the forbidden aspect that made them so appealing, knowing that it belonged to one of them, and now it's mine. The thought of taking their underwear right from under their noses, the fear of getting caught, the thrill of possibly being spotted, it made my head spin and heart pound. I rolled over, facing the wall and closed my eyes.

"Well, I guess we'll have to see where this goes, then."

Monday | October 9th, 2023 | 12:52 PM

“Haha, that motherfucker Haechan was lit as hell,” Jinho wheezed. Five of us were lounging in the common area of the university library, which was essentially a large room filled with study tables and chairs. We were huddled together at a corner, away from the other students so we didn’t disturb them. Altogether, it was me, Jinho, Haechan, Yeji and Wooyoung chilling with each other during our off periods.

Jinho and Yeji sat next to each other, sharing a chair. The two of them were laughing hysterically, clutching their stomachs as Jinho told the story of the party.

"What a fucking lightweight," Haechan groaned. He sat across from Jinho and Yeji, leaning back into his chair. His eyes were closed and his face was scrunched up, almost like he was wincing from the pain.

"Oh my god, you have no idea. You should've seen it," Yeji said, still giggling. "I was trying to get Jinho's attention and all I saw was Haechan knocked out on the dining table like," she leaned forward and put her forehead down onto the table. "He was like this, and snoring," Yeji lifted her head up and started mimicking a loud snore.

"Fuck, don't tell me Saerom saw." Haechan groaned even louder, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Dude, everyone did. Even Jennie and Xiaoting did, they were taking pictures. Watch you get posted on their Instagram stories and everyone sees how lightweight you are" Wooyoung said.

Haechan threw his head back and let out a long, frustrated sigh. "Fuck me," he groaned, looking up at the ceiling. I couldn't help but laugh a little at his misfortune.

"That reminds me, what's the deal with you and Saerom," I asked. "Are you interested in her or what?" I feel like the answer was obvious but it can't hurt to ask, right?

Haechan looked back down at me, and the corner of his mouth pulled back in a lazy smirk. "Dude, she's a total babe. Did you see her at the party? She's so fucking fine," He gawked.

"Ugh, gross," Yeji muttered, rolling her eyes.

"Hey, I'm just saying it as it is," Haechan chuckled, holding his hands up. Wooyoung leaned forward, "If y'all start talking, then I must be doing something wrong."

"Haha, yeah. Ain't no way, Haechan could pull a girl like that. She sounds smarter than you, she's really pretty, basically everything you aren't," Jinho added, laughing with Wooyoung as they teased him.

"Okay, fuck both of you guys," Haechan scoffed. I checked the time on my phone and decided to call it here, "Alright, I'm about to head to class."

"Already?" Yeji pouted, grabbing her bag and checking her phone as well. "I'll see you later babe," she smiled, kissing Jinho before slinging her bag over her shoulder. "See ya," Jinho grinned, giving her a playful slap on the ass as she walked away. Wooyoung silently waved at us.

"Later guys, see you around," Haechan lazily raised a hand and waved. Together, Yeji and I started walking away from the three guys and across the common area towards the exit. Yeji wasn't in my class, she just happened to also have a lecture at the same time as me.

"Ugh, I don't want to go to class. I have this big lab project due, and I don't know if we're getting anything new today or not. My partner's probably not going to show up too, it's a fucking hassle," Yeji whined.

"Awww, good luck, that sucks," I cooed, patting her on the back. Yeji's head dropped and she groaned, "You're not helping, Minjae."

"Okay, okay," I chuckled, holding my hands up. "Sorry."

"Yeah, I'll get through it somehow. So how was the party? I didn't really get to ask you earlier." Yeji asked, turning her head towards me.