Legend of the Pervert

Tomoyo Sakagami, 17 years old, is a first-year student at Hikarizaka High School. Her academic performance is exceptionally outstanding, even attracting unwanted attention from the sports club due to her exceptional athletic abilities, which she consistently declines. Her earnest personality, helpful nature, and natural beauty have garnered her a large following.

She is a prominent figure at Hikarizaka High School and enjoys the trust of her teachers.

However, neither the students nor the teachers at Hikarizaka are aware that this model student actually had a long period of decline.

This occurred back in middle school when Tomoyo's parents began to quarrel, frequently arguing at home. Tomoyo and her younger brother were often caught in the crossfire of their parents' battles, with the losing parent sometimes taking their anger out on them.

Unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere of their home any longer, Tomoyo chose to escape. Driven by her sense of justice and exceptional fighting skills, she frequently intervened in fights between delinquents, never suffering a defeat. As time passed, the violence at home worsened. Tomoyo focused her energy on fighting delinquents to numb her grief. She fought like this for three years, even earning the nickname "Silver-Haired Warrior Princess."

Tomoyo finished middle school and began high school. The arguments at home had escalated to the point of divorce. Just when Tomoyo thought she would drift through life aimlessly, a major event occurred that changed the course of her life. Tomoyo

had a younger brother named Sakagami Takafumi, a member of the track and field team. When their parents started arguing, he also became a victim of domestic violence, though slightly less so than Tomoyo because he was male.

Unlike Tomoyo, Takafumi didn't run away from the violence. He tried everything to reconcile his parents, but a nearly shattered mirror isn't easily mended. For three years, Takafumi watched the rift between his parents widen until it reached its final point.

In despair, Takafumi ran onto the road and crashed head-on into a large truck. Although he survived, his legs were severely injured, and he could no longer run as recklessly as before.

Tomoyo still remembers the devastated look on her parents' faces after hearing those words. They stumbled to Takafumi's bedside, knelt on the floor, and begged for his forgiveness. At that moment, all conflicts and resentments were irrelevant. They were only Takafumi's parents.

"That's wonderful, Father, Mother, you've finally made up." Hearing Takafumi's words, Tomoyo was stunned. She realized that Takafumi hadn't run onto the road out of madness. He intended to use his life to mend this broken family.

Thinking of this, Tomoyo felt incredibly ashamed. As a member of this family herself, what was she doing when Takafumi risked his life for family harmony? Just fighting with thugs. If she had helped Takafumi, things wouldn't have turned out this way, would they?

Tomoyo made a firm decision to say goodbye to her past. To this end, she left the high school she had attended for almost a year and entered Hikari-zaka High School for a fresh start. So, Tomoyo's family lived a seemingly peaceful and happy life—or so it seemed. Her parents did reconcile, but the resentment of the past three years wasn't easily erased. Although they no longer argued, they remained like strangers. And even though she had changed schools, she still suffered from harassment.

Most importantly, there was Takafumi, who, due to the aftereffects of his car accident, could no longer run freely. He appeared fine on the surface, but Tomoyo had seen him watch the track and field team practice many times, and his forlorn expression left a deep impression on her.

Even so, Tomoyo still believed that things would improve with time. However, six months passed, and the atmosphere at home remained extremely cold. Her parents were still like strangers. At school, Tomoyo amassed a group of fans, but in doing so, she also made many enemies. Various rumors circulated, and even her past was dug up. Although these remained just rumors, they still left Tomoyo physically and mentally exhausted.

But what worried her most was her younger brother, Takafumi. To the family she had risked her life for was nothing but a cold, indifferent place. Coupled with his leg problems, he began to give up on himself, and his grades plummeted.

If only it were that simple, Tomoyo thought. She hadn't paid attention before; if she gave her brother more care now, everything would be alright.

Unexpectedly, Takafumi's decline was even faster than she had anticipated. Tomoyo even heard rumors that Takafumi was hanging out with delinquents. She questioned him repeatedly, but each time he was impatient. Feeling guilty, Tomoyo didn't want to delve deeper, waiting for Takafumi to confess.

But instead of a confession, she was drawn into an incident. Just yesterday, she received a package containing a set of lingerie, a maid outfit, and a box. Inside the box was a photo and a letter. The letter was simple: if she didn't want anything to happen to the person in the photo, she should wear the clothes in the box and go to a designated place at a specified time, or face the consequences. Naturally, the person in the photo was Takafumi. He was holding a cigarette, surrounded by several delinquents, some of whom Tomoyo even knew.

This was why Tomoyo was dressed like this to take the train today. She knew, of course, that those people wanted her dressed like this to satisfy their perverted desires.

But Tomoyo had no choice but to come. She didn't want to make a big deal out of this. If the school found out about Takafumi's relationship with the delinquents, Takafumi, already ostracized because of his leg problem, would likely be completely hated by everyone at school, and his future might even be ruined. So, for her brother's sake, Tomoyo resolutely chose to jump into the fire. Even now...

"Takafumi..."

Just as Tomoyo was thinking about her brother, she suddenly felt a hand caressing her buttocks. Unlike the cautious perverts before her, who would first gently caress and decide their next move based on the intensity of the woman's reaction,

this hand was different. After lightly brushing over Tomoyo's buttocks, it was no longer satisfied with the pleasant touch. He began gently stroking the thigh covered by stockings. This audacity far exceeded Tomoyo's expectations. If she cried out now, this pervert would be finished.

But Tomoyo wasn't in the mood to teach him a lesson. If things escalated, she'd be questioned by the police. If she missed the appointed time with those thugs, Takafumi would face unpredictable consequences. So, Tomoyo decided to scare him away with her eyes, just like before.

As mentioned before, perverts are usually very perceptive. If their prey resists firmly, they usually give up, because going to the police station for it is not worth it.

But that's generally true. If the pervert is sure the prey is just bluffing, he will definitely not give up, or he has something to ensure the prey won't resist. And that's the situation Tomoyo was in now.

"It's you?" Before Tomoyo could unleash her deadly gaze technique, she saw the pervert's face: a middle-aged man. That wasn't the key point. The key point was that this was one of the thugs in the photo, and someone Tomoyo had taught a lesson to before.

"Yo! Little beauty, we meet again." Seeing the surprise on Tomoyo's face, the middle-aged man showed a satisfied expression, but this expression was quickly replaced by lust. He scanned Tomoyo's body with lewd eyes while his hands were also busy stroking Tomoyo's thighs.

"Why...why are you here?" Through her stockings, feeling the man's rough hands, Tomoyo felt goosebumps rise on her skin. But more than stopping his advances, she wanted to understand why this thug was on the train. Shouldn't they be waiting for her at a designated spot? She tried to defend herself against his assault, but her resistance was weak and futile.

"Little beauty, you're so naive. Locations can change at any time!" The man, surprised by Tomoyo's idiotic question, paused, even stopping his movements. However, his lust intensified, and his hands moved faster.

"..."

Hearing his words, Tomoyo froze. Right! Location was just location; they didn't need to wait there. They could have attacked midway. A normal Tomoyo would have realized this simple truth. Unfortunately, because of her brother, her mind was in turmoil, preventing her from grasping this simple truth and from noticing the groper's approach.

"Little beauty, let uncle teach you the pleasures of adulthood!"

As Tomoyo blamed herself for her mistake, her resistance ceased. The uncle seized this golden opportunity, his hands splitting into two: one reached for Tomoyo's ample bosom, while the other crossed her private area, heading towards her mysterious forbidden zone.

"Ah!"

Tomoyo finally reacted, tightening her legs and trying to block the uncle's advance. But it was too late. The uncle's right hand had already climbed onto Tomoyo's developing breasts. Although his other hand was trapped between her legs, preventing it from going any further, his thumb was already touching her panties, and simultaneously began rubbing up and down her mysterious triangle area through them. The other fingers were also gently sliding along the inside of Tomoyo's thighs.

"Ah...stop!"

Having lost her footing, Tomoyo's face instantly flushed red. Don't misunderstand, Tomoyo wasn't experiencing pleasure; it was simply a natural reaction to a young girl's sensitive areas being violated. She grabbed the man's hands, trying to push them away from her sensitive areas.

With such a treasure right before her eyes, how could she give up? The man simply leaned against Tomoyo, bringing his erect penis into direct contact with her buttocks, his hands gripping her sensitive areas tightly, even gently kneading her breasts with his palms, while his other hand continued to savor the smooth skin and the mysterious feel of her panties.

"Ahhh..." Having never

experienced anything like this before, Tomoyo was completely flustered. And the hard thing behind her—she knew what it was without even thinking—further amplified her panic. This made her resistance seem incredibly weak, which only fueled the middle-aged man's arrogance.

"Don't resist, I'll make you feel very comfortable," the middle-aged man said, seeing how weak Tomoyo's resistance was. A surge of smugness welled up within him. He leaned close to Tomoyo's ear, blowing on it and teasing her.

Unfortunately, this idiot didn't understand that Tomoyo's weak resistance was simply due to her being flustered, experiencing this for the first time, and being touched for the first time. However, the hot breath and lewd words instantly brought Tomoyo back to her senses.

"..."

Now that she was awake, things were much easier. A surge of anger welled up within Tomoyo, and she gripped the middle-aged man's hands tightly. It's true that Tomoyo appeared thin, but beneath that thinness lay astonishing strength; otherwise, she couldn't have earned the title of Silver-Haired Warrior Princess in just three years. Such astonishing strength was not something a middle-aged man could withstand.

As expected, when Tomoyo got serious, the older man was completely defenseless. His hands were quickly pulled away from the hidden treasure, and pain began to emanate from them. However, the older man remained calm. Having been defeated by this woman before, he knew how terrifying she was. Although Tomoyo had primarily defeated her enemies with dazzling leg techniques during her three years of activity, anyone who thought that simply blocking her legs and ignoring her slender arms would ultimately be defeated by a barrage of heavy punches.

But the older man wasn't afraid of Tomoyo's counterattack, because he possessed a powerful weapon against her. Today was his day of revenge; he would make the woman before him groan in his hands, even beneath him, until she begged for mercy.

"Is this alright? If you resist, I can't guarantee what will happen to your little brother!" The older man unleashed his trump card, feeling Tomoyo's body stiffen, and the strength in his hands vanished instantly.

How could he let such a golden opportunity slip by? His hands reached across her waist, grasping Tomoyo's breasts and beginning to knead them. At the same time, he began to gently lick Tomoyo's ear with his tongue.

"How's my...my little brother?"

Although her breasts were being touched again, and although the wetness and the breeze on her earlobe were disgusting, Tomoyo couldn't care less. Her mind was completely focused on the old man's words.

Hearing her urgent words, the old man knew he had successfully grasped Tomoyo's lifeline. So, with a lewd grin, he used one hand to slide down Tomoyo's breasts, under her skirt, and towards the absolute territory he hadn't been able to explore before. The moment his hand entered her skirt, he clearly felt Tomoyo's body tense up, and her hands clench. To prevent Tomoyo from interfering with his enjoyment, the old man decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Hehe, nothing's wrong now, but if you don't behave, I can't guarantee anything..." The words had barely left his lips when he felt Tomoyo's tense body stiffen even more. Her hands clenched and unclenched, but she didn't make any further moves until the man's hand touched her panties. The man chuckled lewdly and spread his hand over her panties, kneading them vigorously.

"Too...too despicable!"

The man, enjoying himself, sneered upon hearing Tomoyo's words. In his eyes, Tomoyo was already meat on a chopping block. So there was no need to pay attention to her voice, but to satisfy his perverted desires and to humiliate Tomoyo, he still spoke.

"Ara ara! This is just a small return gift. Last time you beat me up, I was bedridden for a whole month to recover. Such a big gift, I'm deeply grateful. So I came with some like-minded people to repay you!" "..."

Hearing the man's words, Tomoyo was horrified. Looking around, she realized she'd been pushed into a corner without her noticing. Several people were staring at her lewdly, as if she were a naked woman. The same gazes from behind told her she was surrounded. Many of

these people were people Tomoyo knew. Tomoyo hadn't expected there to be more than one pervert. The thought of being ravaged by so many men filled her with panic. She decided to take a gamble, beat them all down, and get the location of Takabun from them.

"You know, this society isn't safe. A disabled kid wandering around might get his legs broken!" the man said. But the man saw right through her. His simple words put Tomoyo in a dilemma. Tomoyo believed that even in this situation, beating them would be easy. But she couldn't be sure if all the perverts present were there. If she wasn't careful, Takabun would be in serious trouble. For her younger brother's sake, should she willingly allow herself to be violated by a pervert, or should she beat the pervert down, putting her brother in potential danger? Tomoyo had to make a choice.

"You won, come on, enjoy it!" Hearing Tomoyo's words, the older man knew she had given in. So, the hand that had been playing with Tomoyo's breasts moved upwards, grasped her chin, made her head look at him, and licked away the tears on her face with his tongue.

"Don't cry. You'll soon experience the ultimate pleasure of being a woman. Maybe then, when I tell you to leave, you won't want to go." Faced with these lewd words, Tomoyo closed her eyes. Even as she was about to fall into darkness, she couldn't show any weakness, for that would only invite greater misfortune.

"Hey, stop playing with the pretty girl. The boss hasn't told you to relay his message yet." "Ah! Do we really have to do that? She's already at our mercy. There's no need for this!" "Do you dare disobey the boss? Hurry up!" Hearing their conversation, Tomoyo opened her eyes in confusion. There was a boss behind these people? Judging from the man's expression, he wanted nothing more than to push her into a passionate encounter, but he gave up because of the boss's words? Who was this boss? If she could catch him...

These thoughts only flashed through Tomoyo's mind for a moment. She turned back to look at the man, whose face was no longer lewd. Seeing Tomoyo looking at him, he said helplessly.

"Our boss said that if you orgasm before the train reaches this station, you'll be at our mercy from now on. But if you can hold back from orgasming, we won't bother you and your brother anymore. Of course, that's assuming you don't call the police." "..."

"Ah! One more thing, we won't insert our penises into your vagina. At most, we'll just vent our desires outside your body. This is a discount from the boss. How about it? Do you accept it?" "Are you guys crazy?" Seeing the disgust in Tomoyo's eyes, the uncle shrugged and said helplessly, "I don't want to either! Actually, the choice is yours. You can refuse. That way, I can fully enjoy your wonderful vagina instead of having to pitch a tent here." After saying that, the uncle moved his waist and inserted his penis into Tomoyo's buttocks. Ignoring the ugly bulge behind her, Tomoyo stared at the uncle for a long time without saying a word. Her cold eyes made the uncle feel uneasy.

"Don't waste any more time, make a decision quickly! Otherwise, I don't know what I might do, hehe!" "Do I have a choice?"

"What do you think?"

Faced with the uncle's threat, Tomoyo slowly nodded. Seeing that Tomoyo had agreed, the uncle's face showed disappointment. He could have played with the girl in front of him at will, but now he had to give up that most wonderful little hole. This made the uncle very disappointed, but he quickly cheered up. He believed that with his superb skills, he could definitely make the beautiful girl in front of him have multiple orgasms, and then the little hole would be at his mercy... "Then turn around."

Hearing the uncle's words, Tomoyo slowly turned around, looking at the uncle's eyes as if he were looking at something dirty.

The middle-aged man didn't care about any of that. He glanced at the shapely figure before him, swallowed hard, and said, "Now, use your hands to unbutton your blouse!" "..." "What are you looking at? I told you to do it, didn't you hear me?"

Giving the man a look of disgust, Tomoyo slowly placed her hands on the buttons on her blouse, once, twice, three times. Soon, the blouse was undone, and through the open fabric, a pair of developing breasts came into the man's view.

"Gulp, what big breasts! And with that semi-transparent lace bra, you're so lewd!" Looking at the breasts before him, which, while not large, were absolutely perfect in shape, the man felt his lower body harden even more. He swallowed hard, cupped the breasts in his hands, and while playing with them, he tried to destroy Tomoyo's spirit with his words.

"..."

Faced with the man's lewdness, Tomoyo didn't respond. She knew that the more she said, the more excited the man would become. So she chose silence.

"Hehehe, little beauty, you'll be begging me soon!"

The older man ignored Tomoyo's indifference, forcefully pulling her into his arms. His penis plunged between her legs, while his head buried in her breasts, sucking on her nipples and gently licking them. His hands roamed over her body, attacking her sensitive spots, striving to bring her to climax as quickly as possible.

Under the pervert's skillful manipulation, Tomoyo quickly succumbed, repeatedly reaching the peak of pleasure. Having climaxed, it was time for their agreed-upon trip. In a small corner of the train, Tomoyo completed her transformation from girl to woman. After a brief period of pain, she experienced ten times the previous pleasure. When she disembarked, her entire body was soaked in semen. Watching the slowly setting sun, Tomoyo knew her life as a sex slave was about to begin.

If you believe the above, you've lost. What, you don't believe it? "Young man, you watch too many comics and anime. If you can't handle it, you can try it yourself. Don't cry if you end up in jail.

Ultimately, women have higher tolerance than men, and perverts are just scum who exploit women's fears to take advantage of them. Maybe there really are people who can use their superior skills to send women to heaven, but unfortunately, such people aren't among the crowd surrounding Tomoyo, at least not right now.

The train has traveled quite a distance, meaning Tomoyo has been harassed by that group for a long time. So how's the bet going? Don't worry, let's see.

" "Ha...ha...ha..."

It's still the same circle, still the same middle-aged man. He stands behind Tomoyo, his hands tightly gripping her breasts, his body leaning against her, his waist writhing forcefully, and his ugly penis moving in and out between her legs. Judging from this, has Tomoyo already succumbed?

No, if you look closely, the penis between Tomoyo's legs isn't actually inserted into her vagina. It was nothing more than rubbing against her genitals and thighs, and the man's face, besides showing enjoyment, also held a hint of fear.

"Oh, oh, oh! I'm going to cum again, catch it with your hands." With the man's hurried voice, a stream of foul-smelling semen shot onto Tomoyo's hands, slowly flowing down between her fingers. With this ejaculation, the man's stiff penis also went limp, and his hands, which had been rubbing Tomoyo, stopped moving. The sound of the train moving forward was mixed with the man's panting.

Looking back at Tomoyo, her maid outfit was already in disarray. The bra that covered her breasts had been torn off, exposing her developing breasts to the air. Her panties, which had fallen to her ankles, could no longer protect her private area. Like the bra, they were soaked in semen, and Tomoyo's entire body was almost covered in semen.

Her hands, back, skirt, and even stockings were covered in semen, showing how much abuse Tomoyo had just suffered. The only thing that remained unchanged was Tomoyo's indifferent gaze, as if the semen all over her body didn't exist.

Looking at the people around her, she saw that their pants were already open, their hands gripping the ugly penises, and the white spots on the ground showed they had ejaculated countless times.

But now, the lewdness in their eyes was gone, replaced by fear. On the way, they had repeatedly attacked Tomoyo, trying to bring her to the peak of pleasure, but no matter what methods they used, no matter how much semen they ejaculated on her, Tomoyo showed not the slightest sign of depravity—the evidence being that there wasn't a single drop of vaginal fluid.

As time passed, the group realized they were getting closer to failure, and in their anxiety, their actions became increasingly violent, almost getting caught several times. But they are, after all, human, and their energy is limited. After ejaculating several times in succession, no matter how much they rubbed their penises, they could no longer regain their vigor. The uncle's last ejaculation was a barely expended effort after a long period of preparation. After releasing that stream of semen, the uncle's penis instantly shrank into a small earthworm.

"..."

Looking at the impotent crowd around her, Tomoyo's eyes remained calm, without the slightest fluctuation, without mockery, without pain, without anything at all.

Tomoyo's nonchalance appeared blatant to others. Looking at her calm demeanor, the middle-aged man felt a surge of anger. To him, Tomoyo's eyes seemed to be conveying something.

"What a bunch of sexless bastards!"

The man, his mind filled with fantasies, finally erupted in fury. His face contorted in anger as he pulled a bottle of pills and a syringe from his pocket. Tomoyo saw two large characters written on the bottle: aphrodisiac.

"!"

Upon seeing the pills in the man's hand, Tomoyo's calm expression finally shifted slightly. She tried to struggle, but the person beside her was faster, stepping forward and grabbing Tomoyo's hands and feet, preventing her from exerting any strength.

"Hehe, you don't know what's good for you. Since you won't listen to reason, let's try force. This is an experimental product that's not available on the market yet. After applying this, even the purest girl will turn into a slut, hehehe." Seeing the despair on Tomoyo's face, the uncle felt his desire rise again. He licked his lower lip while applying the aphrodisiac to his hand. The transparent aphrodisiac reflected an unusual luster under the light, and the uncle slowly reached his aphrodisiac-covered hand towards Tomoyo's vagina.

"..."

Tomoyo, who wanted to have sex, suddenly found that her strength had weakened. She couldn't break free from the pervert's hands, and her legs, which contained boundless strength, couldn't be held down by the enemy. Her proud leg skills were completely useless. Tomoyo could only watch in despair as that hand went deeper into her skirt.

I'm so stupid! Tomoyo made many mistakes today, leading to this situation. Now she could only close her eyes and wait for the humiliation to come.

"I said, how dare you ignore me?"

"B-Boss!"

Just then, a calm voice rang in Tomoyo's ears, followed by the terrified voice of the middle-aged man. Then, he released her hands, which were tightly gripping hers. Tomoyo opened her eyes in confusion. What kind of person could make that arrogant man so fearful?

"!"

She was stunned when she looked. The "boss" they were talking about was actually a boy about her age. This boy was carrying a bag and wearing the same uniform as her school, meaning he was from her school. Most importantly, Tomoyo felt a slight sense of familiarity with the person in front of her.

"You...why?"

Tomoyo also found this absurd. How could she feel familiar with someone she had never met before? Tomoyo attributed this to an illusion. What puzzled her more was why a young man would associate with thugs and choose to fall into depravity.

"I should have said not to use drugs!"

Ignoring Tomoyo's question, the boy stared at the middle-aged man and said. His tone and eyes were no different from anyone else's. But the fear on the middle-aged man's face deepened. He wiped his hands, which were covered in aphrodisiac, on his pants and tried to say something.

"Alright, as punishment, you guys just watch from the sidelines! From now on, you can leave this woman alone. I'll handle her." Without giving the middle-aged man any time to explain, the so-called boss waved his hand impatiently. Logically speaking, even for a boss, such a selfish act would cause public outrage. But looking at the thugs, although they were unwilling, they could only nod in agreement, which showed the boss's prestige. But it seemed that he was going to make a move on Tomoyo too.

"You..."

Tomoyo was about to say something when she was interrupted by something the boy threw at her. Opening it, she found clothes and underwear identical to what she was wearing, stockings, and even several towels.

"Dry yourself off. I have no interest in dealing with a woman covered in semen." The boy's words explained why he had given these things to Tomoyo. Tomoyo felt a surge of anger rising within her. What did this man take her for? A toy?

"Don't forget, your brother is still in our hands. You know what the consequences will be if you lose your temper, right?" Like a bucket of cold water, the flames in Tomoyo's heart were extinguished. Her lips, almost bleeding from being bitten, proved her unwillingness. Was she just going to give in like this? "

Hmm, switching people halfway through is indeed a bit inappropriate. How about this! Even if I win, I won't lay a hand on your brother anymore. You'll only be my plaything. If I lose, you can hand us all over to the police." "Boss, is that a bit much?" Hearing that they were being deprived of the right to lay a hand on the beautiful girl in front of them and the possibility of going to jail if they lost, even though they respected their boss, they instinctively objected. However… "Shut up, a stray dog has no right to speak. So, do you agree?" A simple sentence silenced everyone's objections. The boy turned around, looked at Tomoyo, and waited for her answer.

"Do I have a choice?"

Hearing the boy's words, a glint flashed in Tomoyo's eyes. Sending this person to jail without harming her younger brother was the ideal solution. But could she trust this boy? Involuntarily, Tomoyo blurted out her thoughts.

"What do you think?"

Gritting her teeth, she gave the same answer as before. There was no turning back now. It was hard to imagine they would let her leave safely, but agreeing to this new condition meant stripping naked in front of everyone, which she couldn't accept.

"Don't delay. Letting you change is my absolute limit. Otherwise, I don't care about the situation." "..."

A tear rolled down Tomoyo's cheek. She reached for the ribbon behind her back and gently pulled. Her clothes and skirt slowly fell to the ground. Because her bra and panties had been removed, Tomoyo's developing body was exposed to everyone.

"Gulp." A perfectly synchronized sound of swallowing saliva filled the air. Looking at the blazing eyes of those around her and the man's regained virility, Tomoyo knew how much they wanted to devour her. But she couldn't, because their leader was there, giving her a sense of vengeful pleasure.

After Tomoyo changed her clothes, the men cleaned up the filth on the floor and collected all the clothes and underwear stained with semen into bags. Just then, the train arrived at its destination, two stops away from the agreed-upon stop.

As they approached the final stop, the number of passengers boarding and alighting decreased, but it was still quite a large group. Using the flow of passengers, the group moved to a corner of the carriage. There were fewer people there; just three or four office workers standing and two female students playing games on their seats.

Seeing the group, one of the girls with a blonde ponytail looked on curiously, but upon seeing the lewd grin on one of the men's faces, she and her friend moved aside with disgust. Completely unaware, among the crowd, there was a girl of similar age, in dire straits.

"Ding-dong."

The train's departure signaled the start of the battle between Tomoyo and the boy. Tomoyo was confident of victory in this unequal contest. The group of men had been licking her body, yet she hadn't felt any pleasure, only disgust. What could a boy her own age possibly do?

"Ugh..."

But Tomoyo's confidence was shattered instantly. The boy extended his right hand, gently sliding it across Tomoyo's buttocks. With his movements, Tomoyo felt a slight electric current emanating from her back, a sensation completely different from before.

"Ah, you're making a sound already! Looks like you're quite sensitive!" Before Tomoyo could retort, the boy leaned in, his hands grasping her full breasts and gently kneading them, occasionally pinching her small nipples with his fingers.

"Ugh, ugh." It was the same play with her breasts, but completely different from before. Waves of electric current transformed into pleasure, shooting through her brain. Tomoyo tried her best to endure, but still moaned softly. The burgeoning sensuality built up, causing a slight change in Tomoyo's body.

"Your nipples are hard. Looks like you're enjoying it."

"..."

The boy's provocative words left Tomoyo wanting to retort, but she didn't know how. In reality, the nipples the boy was playing with were swollen and hard like grapes. The waves of pleasure proving that Tomoyo had completely lost her battle with the boy before her.

Why? Why was this happening? Tomoyo was utterly bewildered by her complete lack of resistance to the boy's touch. But the boy didn't give Tomoyo time to think. With a gentle pull, his clothes were ripped open again, exposing her breasts, previously covered by a bra, to the air once more.

"Wow, such big breasts! And with that semi-transparent lace bra, you're quite lewd!" "Don't... talk nonsense, this isn't me... Waaah... Waaah." The same words from the older man, but Tomoyo's feelings were completely different now. Realizing the boy was deliberately humiliating her, Tomoyo wanted to retort, but before she could finish, the boy's hands, pinching her nipples, made her swallow her words, only to be met with even greater humiliation.

"In that case, this bra isn't necessary..."

Tomoyo felt a chill on her chest; her bra had been ripped off again, landing in front of two girls not far away, attracting their attention.

"This isn't yours, is it?"

"Ugh, I'm wearing something even cuter."

The girl's words, coupled with the sight of her bare upper body reflected in the train window, intensified Tomoyo's shame.

She reached out to cover her breasts, but the boy wouldn't let her, pulling her hands away.

"You don't need to cover up, right?" the boy said, one hand slowly sliding down into her skirt, caressing Tomoyo's clitoris through her panties.

"Ugh!" The stimulation this gave Tomoyo far exceeded what she had experienced before, and she moaned again, her lower body undergoing subtle changes. A small mark appeared on her panties, and the mark gradually enlarged with the boy's caresses.

"Not bad! It's turned into a woman's face."

Hearing the boy's teasing, Tomoyo was no longer able to refute him. In fact, she was now struggling to even stand, her body almost leaning against the boy behind her. The boy's hard erection was pressed against Tomoyo's buttocks, moving gently with the swaying of the train.

"Hey, let's take a picture of that..."

Hearing the voice from afar, Tomoyo barely managed to stay awake. In the train's mirror, she saw her face flushed, moans she couldn't believe were coming from herself, continuously escaping as the boy played with her breasts and caressed her genitals through her panties.

Tomoyo could only hope she could hold on until the very end. The boy, however, was using all his strength, sliding his hands over her breasts and panties, his mouth licking her earlobe. Tomoyo had to close her eyes, resisting the increasingly intense pleasure. Seeing Tomoyo's actions, the boy winked at the people beside him. They understood, subtly shifting their positions, creating a small gap in their formation.

"Every time...it feels so good."

"Ah..."

A soft sound pulled Tomoyo back to reality. The scene before her eyes made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. The blonde girl from before was now staring at her in a daze. A half-naked beautiful girl being played with by a man—it was far too stimulating for the man before her.

"No, I can't let him control me." While Tomoyo felt immense shame, a sliver of clarity emerged from her pleasure-induced turmoil, and her expression hardened. Unfortunately, just as Tomoyo decided to defeat the person behind her, the boy seemed to sense her resolve, his hand slipping inside her panties and playing with her clitoris.

"Ugh..."

Faced with pleasure surpassing anything before, there was only one reason Tomoyo didn't moan: the boy silenced her with a hand covering her mouth, while his other hand moved between her breasts and vagina.

"I can't think straight."

The increasingly intense pleasure left Tomoyo's mind blank, a surge of heat rising from her lower abdomen, her legs trembling uncontrollably. Even with her best resistance, she was drawing ever closer to orgasm.

Feeling his right hand covered in a slippery substance, the boy knew it was time. With a slight pressure, two fingers entered the already wet vagina with a soft "pat-a-ta" sound, beginning to rub inside. The friction between the fingers and the contracting vagina brought Tomoyo even more pleasure.

"Ugh...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

This pleasure became the final straw. Faced with the signals from above and below, Tomoyo's rationality finally collapsed, letting out a trembling scream, and a surge of heat was about to gush from her lower body.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" Fortunately, Tomoyo's scream was drowned out by the noise of the train entering the station. The blonde girl, who had witnessed this live sex show, was already flushed, tightening her legs and constantly shifting.

"Ha...ha...ha..."

"You're really stubborn!" The boy said calmly, feeling Tomoyo's panting. Tomoyo should have climaxed just now. But in the end, she didn't know how she used it, but she suppressed it. This willpower impressed the boy. However… “That’s enough. No matter how strong your willpower is, your body will always be honest.” The boy was right. Even if Tomoyo’s willpower was strong, her body still had its limits.

Although she had forcibly suppressed her orgasm, the pleasure that had already come couldn’t be reversed. Hearing the slight watery sounds from the fingers stirring inside her vagina, Tomoyo knew how wet she was. What she didn’t know was that her vaginal fluids had already slid out from the sides of her panties, running down her thighs and being absorbed by her stockings.

“…”

The girl’s gaze barely brought Tomoyo back to her senses. She made up her mind to resist. At that moment, the train pulled into the station again, and a surge of people rushed in, causing a slight disruption in their formation. The boy, having almost succeeded, relaxed his movements a little. Now was the best opportunity to resist.

“That’s it, I’ll resist him in one go!” Tomoyo made up her mind. She slowly raised her foot, intending to stomp down and use the boy’s moment of pain to break free of his restraints and escape. Only then would she have a chance to win.

"Waaah...waaah..."

Unfortunately, ideals are good, but reality is cruel. The boy merely inserted two fingers into her vagina again and stirred, and Tomoyo lost all her strength. Her raised leg could only tremble as it lowered. The train had already departed, and Tomoyo's last chance was gone.

"Miyu, what's wrong?"

Having witnessed this live sex show for so long, the blonde girl finally couldn't bear it any longer. Ignoring her companions' cries, she grabbed her backpack and ran. Unfortunately, because of the crowd, she only managed to get a few steps away from Tomoyo before being pushed to the side of the doorway, where she could see even more clearly.

"Please...don't...look..."

The boy deliberately pushed Tomoyo next to the girl. Leaning against the train wall, Tomoyo was powerless to resist the boy's advances. Suppressed moans escaped her lips. Hearing the alluring cries of pleasure beside her, the girl involuntarily tightened her legs, her eyes fixed on the bulging panties, motionless. The ashamed Tomoyo could only utter intermittent sounds to express her shyness.

"Ugh...ugh..."

Soon, Tomoyo couldn't even make a sound anymore. The boy lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth. The stimulation from three directions made Tomoyo's vision go black, and spasms came from her lower body. She was about to climax!

"I...I don't want to go, I don't want to go. Ugh!" This time, her body was no longer under Tomoyo's control. An intense pleasure made Tomoyo completely blind and unable to stand. She could only bite the nearest thing to her, the boy's shoulder.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong." The agreed-upon stop had been reached, and the girl who had been watching the live sex show had long since fled, ignoring her companions' cries. But this was no longer Tomoyo's concern; she had lost. It was that simple.

"Hmm, so may I do something further with you?" Looking at Tomoyo's flushed face, the boy waved his right hand in front of her, it already covered in a clear liquid.

"Please, let me go."

Her words, so different from before, proved that the outcome of their contest was finally decided, and a bright smile appeared on the boy's face. "Never mind, this train is looping; let's continue for now!" "What?" As the boy's fingers penetrated, waves of pleasure shattered Tomoyo's thoughts, and the train slowly started moving again. Tomoyo could only grit her teeth and struggle amidst the waves of pleasure.

[The End]

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