Nobita leaned back after breakfast, stomach still full, a slow, wicked grin spreading across his face. Fingers itched as he picked up the smartphone Doraemon had given him and dialed Suneo's house.
The line clicked, and panic immediately splintered through Suneo's voice.
"N-Nobita?! W-what… what do you want?!"
"Oh, nothing much…" Nobita drawled, voice low and dangerous, savoring every tremor in Suneo's tone. "I just wanted to check in after yesterday… you were very… busy."
Suneo's chest tightened. The memory of what Nobita had made him do—the double-fisting, the shame, the heat—twisted inside him, leaving him shivering and humiliated. "I-I… nothing happened!" he stammered, though even saying it made his cock pulse painfully.
"Really?" Nobita purred, letting the pause hang, thick with menace. "Because from where I'm sitting, it looked like you were… very obedient. Tell me… was your mom still tight after all that?"
Suneo's throat went dry. "…Y-yes… she was…" he admitted, voice trembling, shame and heat tangled together.
Mmm… Nobita let a soft, cruel chuckle escape. "Good boy. And now, Suneo… we have some business to take care of. I want you to meet Jaiko. Gian's little sister. That's why I'm calling you."
Suneo's stomach sank. "N-no… Nobita… please, I—"
"Oh, hush," Nobita snapped, voice dropping to a deadly low tone. "And you're going to bring… comic books, toys… whatever it takes to keep Gian distracted while we talk. You follow?"
Suneo's hands went clammy around the receiver. His pulse hammered painfully as he imagined Nobita's smirk, the way he always made him squirm. "Y-yes… I… I'll bring them…"
"And one more thing," Nobita continued, voice sharp, ruthless. "I want one of your mom's used panties. Fresh is best. Don't disappoint me. Or…" His words lingered like a knife, and Suneo froze in terror. "…or that video I have… you know, the one of you stealing Gian's mom's panties and double-fisting your mom… goes everywhere."
Suneo gasped, knees weak. "N-no… please… I'll… I'll do it! Anything! I'll come! Just… don't send it…"
"That's what I thought," Nobita purred, satisfaction dripping from every word. "You'll bring everything I want. The comics, the toys… the panties. And you'll remember—every step you take toward me, every thought of what you did yesterday… is exactly why you obey me."
Suneo's chest heaved. Cock pulsing painfully at the memory of the acts, the blackmail, and Nobita's control. "Y-yes… Nobita… I… I'll come…"
"Good," Nobita whispered, soft now but still sharp, merciless. "And remember… once you're there, there's no hesitation. Every order is final. Every move… under my control. You'll do exactly as I say… or everyone will see exactly what a little pervert you are."
Suneo swallowed hard, trembling as he imagined the empty lot, the encounter with Jaiko, the toys and comics to distract Gian, and the dangerous weight of the panties in his bag. He was trapped in a storm of shame, arousal, and fear, knowing that the moment he obeyed, Nobita's control would be absolute.
"Y-yes… I'll do it… everything," Suneo muttered, voice barely audible, heart hammering.
Nobita's cruel laugh came through the line, soft and victorious. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Now go… and don't disappoint me, Suneo. I'm watching every move, every thought, every memory… and I will remind you why you obey me."
Suneo gripped the receiver, legs trembling, mind spinning. The lot, Jaiko, Gian, the comics, the toys… and the forbidden panties—all of it twisted together in a web of humiliation, lust, and ruthless blackmail, dragging him straight into Nobita's hands.