[The Rationalist]

Chapter 1: Change
My name is Komaba Morito, an ordinary second-year high school student, average in sports, average in grades, average in talents;

just like most ordinary students. But when I woke up this morning, everything was different.
The same sunlight, the same bed, the same alarm clock, but something different existed within me

. It was a strange power, currently unknown to me, that would soon make me invincible.
Yesterday was one of my countless tragic memories; my confession failed again.

The beautiful girl with flowing long hair and delicate features rejected me with a vicious tone completely incongruous with her appearance. On my way

home , I could only console myself with a bitter smile; after all, I was just a toad trying to eat swan meat.

How could an ordinary boy like me compete with a tall, handsome, athletic, and wealthy young master?
As usual, before heading home, I rested briefly on the hills behind the mountain, hoping my eyes wouldn't

be swollen and unsightly, and hoping the bruises from the beating by the young master's men would stop

throbbing . I knew it was unlikely, but I still clung to a sliver of hope—at least I could

calm myself down.
Then I saw that light; a thin green ray slowly expanding from the sky. While I was still busy observing it,

it had already reached me with unparalleled speed—no, inside me. How can I put it?
I was hit in the head by a meteorite?! This was the last impression I could remember;

the ochre of the setting sun, so beautiful…
A cold wind startled me awake. It was already past eleven at night. If my parents hadn't been away on vacation for their wedding

anniversary , I would surely be dead. I ran home along the mountain path in the dark, too exhausted

to even wash up, before collapsing into bed and falling asleep.
When I opened my eyes; right now, I know something different has happened to me.
What exactly happened, I don't know. Maybe it's just because I overslept, but I still

feel something different is happening to me. It reminds me of that meteorite that pierced my head yesterday! Good heavens!

I wasn't exactly handsome to begin with, and now with a bruise on my face, I'm sure I'll never have any luck with women (

even though I've accumulated countless experiences of rejection)!
I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror from left to right… no scars, no ugliness, no handsomeness; nothing like

what happens in comic books. I guess I've really suffered a huge shock. I should go out for a walk to clear my head

; maybe it can change my mood.

It's better than staying home all day, lamenting that I'm neither dashing nor rich.
Today is a beautiful sunny day. A few white clouds drift slowly across the azure sky, and the early spring wind

still carries a hint of chill. It's not perfect weather for shopping, but since I'm alone

, I don't care too much.
Then came the moment I noticed the change; a moment that still fills me with joy.
After walking two streets, I saw a beautiful girl in a light blue spring dress approaching from the opposite direction. It was Tamagawa Miyuki from

the next class; a top-five beauty in the entire school, academically gifted, and gentle—

the dream girl of many boys—of course, I was one of them, but with so many competitors, I knew my chances were slim,

and in the end, all I could do was offer a few empty words of self-encouragement and then quietly step aside. In short, in Miyuki's memory

, I was just a "classmate" from the next class whom she'd met a few times, someone whose name she barely remembered.
"Hi, Tamagawa-kun." Even if she didn't remember me, greeting a beautiful girl was better than nothing, right?

If Miyuki could politely nod at me, or even reply with "Hi," that would be enough to make me happy.
Unexpectedly, Miyuki suddenly stopped in front of me, slightly raised her head, and

looked at me with her beautiful eyes, which had suddenly become a little vacant. She answered earnestly, "Good morning, Komaba-san." Then she remained still,

staring at me as if in a daze.
"Tamagawa-san?" I was stunned for a moment and called out to Miyuki again.
"Yes, Komaba-san," Miyuki answered gently. This not only flattered me (Oh my god! She

remembered my name!), but also made me completely forget the unpleasant memories of yesterday.
Mustering my courage, I boldly invited, "Tamagawa-san, are you free? I wonder if I could

invite you for a cup of coffee and chat?" I couldn't believe I actually said it. Was this really something an

ordinary high school student who had just been rejected yesterday and had just rebuilt her confidence from her painful memories should say?
"Sure, where do you want to go?" Miyuki's slightly vacant eyes returned to their large, bright, and

spirited , looking at me with a gaze I never dared to hope for in my entire life.
"Then, let's go to the dibice across from the post office." A slightly stuttering voice came out of my mouth

. Today's progress was enough for me to record a success in my memoirs.
"Okay, let's go then." Miyuki said, and then naturally took my arm...
My heart was pounding! My head felt like it was on high voltage! Is this real?! How could this be?!
But I could definitely feel Miyuki's body temperature coming from my arm, along with the soft

touch of her chest and the lemon scent wafting from her hair.
At that moment, I thought to myself, "I have no regrets in this life, Dad! Mom! Thank you for bringing me into this

world!"
In a daze, I was led by the arm of one of the five most beautiful girls in school and into the DI

Bice café in front of the post office. The next two hours were the happiest time of my life. Miyuki and I chatted

like childhood friends, talking about everything under the sun. Our nicknames for each other

changed from "Komaba-kun" and "Tamagawa-kun" to "Morito" and "Miyuki." This pace of development was enough for me to build a monument

to commemorate it.
Soon, it was almost noon. Because we were having such a great time, we decided to go to a fast food restaurant to continue

chatting and fill our stomachs.
"It would be even better if we could eat Miyuki's cooking!" The

words that slipped out of my mouth were half a test and half a hope.
"Okay, then let's skip the fast food restaurant and go to the supermarket to buy some groceries," Miyuki said matter-of-factly.

She revealed a gentle, shy smile, took my hand, and led me to the other side of the market. At that moment, I truly

thanked God! Could there really be such a good thing in the world? A girl who wasn't even a nodding acquaintance of mine before yesterday

was now willing to cook for me?
Yes! Thinking about it carefully, something just didn't feel right. Could it be that Miyuki had been secretly in love with me for a long time?
...I have enough self-awareness to believe it even if you beat me to death. Or perhaps Miyuki was attracted by my charm?

Pshaw!
What charm do I have...
Then I remembered that green meteorite; my life changed from that moment on.
After buying groceries, Miyuki and I naturally walked home, and she cooked a delicious meal... Really,

the man who marries Miyuki is so lucky; that's my heartfelt feeling.
While Miyuki was washing the dishes after the meal, I boldly (I've been bold many times today anyway) touched

Miyuki's shoulders from behind.
"Miyuki..."
"Hmm?" Miyuki's answer was steady and natural, her shoulders relaxed, and her hands moving

smoothly .
"Why...why are you being so nice to me today...?" My voice trembled slightly, like

a child who had done something wrong. I knew that Miyuki's answer would be the key to answering all my questions; the scene I had longed for for so many years

had finally come true. If it was a dream, I had had enough.
"Because you asked me to do it, Morito." Miyuki stacked the washed dishes, dried her hands

, and turned around to answer my stupid question with a smile: "I'll do anything you want."
"Why?" I believe I might be the dumbest man in history: "Before yesterday, I was sure we

weren't even nodding acquaintances! But today..."
Miyuki's eyes regained that emptiness... as if her life had been ripped away in an instant, turning her into a

talking doll: "Because Morito asked me to do it, so I did it." Then she returned

to her usual self: "Whatever Morito wishes, I will do..."
Miyuki slowly walked to me and knelt down: "Master, everything I have is yours..." Her eyes

were filled with a gentle smile; and unwavering loyalty.
If I had to describe the feeling, I would say it felt like my head had just been hit by a hammer. Was it that meteorite? Or was this just some kind of prank? Did I really expect a loyal and beautiful woman
to suddenly appear beside me ?

I think I'd better test it again…
“You said, everything you have is mine?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Don’t call me Master, just call me by my name, like before.”
“Yes, Mamoru.”
“Everything you say… even your body?”
“Yes, Mamoru. I know boys yearn for my body, but everything I have

exists .”
“Prove it… prove it to me.”
I couldn’t believe I could say such things, but I couldn’t believe Miyuki’s answer was so direct and frank.
Miyuki’s eyes held a hint of shyness in addition to gentleness and loyalty. She slowly stood up and took

two steps back to make sure I could see her every move. Miyuki delicately took off her light blue

cotton dress and thin sweater, and now I could see that only her lovely white underwear and

white stockings covering her lower body remained on Miyuki’s snow-white body. Miyuki generously displayed her beautiful body, continuing to slowly remove

her stockings, bra, and panties.
I could only stare blankly at the entire process; Miyuki's figure was perfectly proportioned, with a slender waist, full

and perky pink breasts, smooth skin, and that most mysterious triangle... I felt two streams of hot blood

coursing through my veins, one flowing down my lower body, the other rushing straight to my nose. It took me a while to process

the beautiful sight before me, and to suppress the nosebleed that almost erupted, but I was absolutely certain that my lower body had already broken free of my

control.
Miyuki swayed her graceful figure and leaned closer, gently sitting beside me, pressing her soft breasts

against my arm, her breath sweet and her eyes hazy and beautiful as she looked at my face... I gave her my

first kiss , and it seemed that even my virginity might be lost to me today.
First, a light kiss on the lips, then the movements slowly increased and deepened, and Miyuki and I naturally

embraced , passionately responding to each other's deep kiss, while Miyuki's right hand slowly pressed against my erect penis

. I was startled, but Miyuki's kiss didn't let up. I could only watch helplessly as she loosened my

jeans and underwear, her warm, soft hands pulling out my erect penis. The feeling was so good, like

an electric shock coursing through my entire body.
We parted our lips, and Miyuki smiled shyly, bending down to kneel on the carpet. She

began to serve my manhood with her hands, her rosy lips, and her soft, smooth tongue. This was the first time in my life I

had experienced the beauty of a girl. Miyuki's hot lips kept sucking on my penis, her tongue relentlessly tracing my

most sensitive areas, and her smooth little hands gently massaging my penis. I quickly became unable to

resist the impending climax.
"Miyuki, I... I'm going to cum...!!"
Hearing my moan, Miyuki worked even harder, as if she was born to serve men

like this. The instant I ejaculated, Miyuki's mouth began to suckle vigorously at the center of my penis, allowing me to

release all my semen into her mouth. After this ejaculation lasting more than ten seconds, Miyuki's mouth finally left my

penis, swallowing my ejaculation with the most blissful expression.
The only sounds in the room besides the air conditioner were my panting. As I slowly calmed down, Miyuki considerately

served me again with her delicate hands and tongue, quickly restoring my virility.
"Miyuki..." If a human's eyes can exude animalistic instincts, I believe it must refer to this moment.
"Mmm..." Miyuki murmured, obediently letting me push her down onto the sofa, her

charming smile with a touch of rosy blush signaling my advance.
I gently kissed her alluring breasts, sucking on her erect nipples, gradually moving

down amidst her gentle caresses, teasing the bright red clitoris on her moist lips. Miyuki's legs were spread wide open, her toes pointing in unbelievable directions.

Her erection trembled, enduring my onslaught amidst a series of soft moans;

the techniques I'd learned from pornographic films were unexpectedly proving useful here.
The final moment arrived. Looking into Miyuki's blissful eyes, I adjusted my tip to align with her

tender, moist, and warm vulva, then slowly and firmly entered her. So warm,

so tight, so slippery—I felt myself being caressed by layers of swirling flesh.

The feeling was truly unparalleled.
Miyuki breathed and moaned softly as my member slowly penetrated deeper until I encountered a barrier.
I knew this was Miyuki's most precious virginity. Looking down at her, Miyuki's slightly sweaty face gave

me an encouraging smile, and I thrust into her.
"Ugh…!!" Miyuki suppressed her pain, a sight that pained me; did I really deserve

to possess a girl's most precious thing like this?
I kissed Miyuki's entire body until her pain seemed to gradually transform into pleasure.
"Shouren...please...I...I'm so itchy..." Miyuki shyly uttered these soft, tender words that would make any

man's blood boil. I believe both she and I could feel my penis

suddenly swell! I began my real action, thrusting quickly and powerfully in and out of her beautiful, tight vagina, enjoying

every bit of pleasure from Miyuki's tight, warm flesh. From the way Miyuki clung to me tightly, I was certain she

was enjoying it very much too.
The final climax arrived. Amid my low cries and Miyuki's soft moans, I felt Miyuki's body stiffen, her vagina

rapidly writhing and rubbing against my penis. In a tremor, Miyuki released a surge of heat that covered my

tip , and I, stimulated by this, ejaculated again. We embraced quietly, enjoying

the tranquility after the climax.
My mind went blank; even though I had just experienced the ultimate pleasure of my first time (let's not even

mention the finger movements), even though a gentle and docile beautiful girl was still curled up in my arms, I still seemed unable to come to my senses for a moment

. A voice deep in my head was calling out: "Look! What did you just do?"
I made the biggest bet.
A few minutes later, our breathing had become even, and I got off Miyuki, enjoying her obedient

service as she cleaned the fluids off my body. We went into the bathroom together, showered and

changed .
We looked at each other in silence, and Miyuki lowered her head shyly first... She was so cute.
A few minutes later, we walked out of the apartment building. There was no one around, only the early spring wind swirling around us.
"Miyuki..." My voice was a little dry; because if it weren't for the truth, I would never have

done this .
"Yes, Mamoru." Miyuki gently played with the ends of her hair with her right hand.
"Miyuki, forget everything that happened today when we met." My voice was calm and natural, even

I couldn't believe it.
"Yes, Mamoru." After Miyuki answered, that empty look in her eyes returned

and lingered for several seconds.
"Huh...? Where am I?" When Miyuki replied again, she looked around and said this

matter-of-factly, then turned to me: "Ah! Komaba-kun!"
"Good afternoon, Tamagawa-kun." My smile and natural reply seemed perfectly natural; because at

this moment
who had forgotten today's memories under my command, seemed unable to react for a moment, so I modified her

memories; I made her still remember what happened this morning, the meeting, the coffee, and then the

fast food lunch, and how she chatted with me while driving me back. It's a perfect memory, isn't it? So perfect that it makes me

feel a little guilty.
"Well then, Komaba-kun, see you at school tomorrow!" Miyuki gave me a bright smile and turned

away my sight. The Miyuki of today is no longer the girl I was entangled with this afternoon. In her memory, I

'm just a boy from the next class whom she bumped into on the street—although I slightly altered her feelings, making her

like me much more than before; like the congenial chat this morning.
Honestly, this is a painful memory for me. After all, I once had a slight

crush , and although today wasn't her intention, it still gave me an unforgettable day.
I know I have new power, and I know that from now on I can do whatever I want; if I lose my

true nature, I might even cause humanity to perish from this universe. Is this something to look forward to? Or something to fear?
I don't know.
Chapter 2: Desire
Monday, school day. Komaba Morito and I are facing not just a new day, but a new

life . After seeing Miyuki off yesterday, I naturally did some small mischief, testing my new power.
For example, I made that annoying fat lady downstairs climb the entire apartment building ten times, partly

to get on her nagging, and partly to give her some exercise and help her lose a little weight.

The old man across the street with high blood pressure who was always swearing at people, I made him stand in the street and sing karaoke for half an hour with a microphone.
These kinds of pranks finally eased some of my years of resentment; I'd been

bullied .
Young men like me have a lot of energy, and before bed, I always thought about the day's events.

Finally , I couldn't take it anymore and asked the beautiful flight attendant who lived in the next building to comfort me for the night. She was indeed

a mature beauty; her rich experience in bed and oral sex skills made me feel almost like I was in heaven. Of course,

she had completely forgotten about it by the time she left in the morning; even when I bumped into her at the gate and said good morning, she

didn't know who I was. She had obviously forgotten the passion of the previous night, but I did remember

a beautiful black mole on her thigh.
Today I'm going to carry out a revenge plan (actually, it's just an excuse to satisfy my lust).

The girl who rejected me harshly on Saturday is named Kishimoto Chiko; she's become my private prostitute today. The moment she was about to

speak ill of me, I had already taken control of her. Chiko and I are currently hiding in the gym

storage room during our lunch break. Chiko is busy sucking on my penis, wishing she could make me even happier.
"Chiko, your actions aren't lewd enough, and your voice doesn't please me, especially your oral sex skills. I

can't feel any sincerity from you at all."
"M-Master, please forgive Chiko, Chiko will satisfy you with even more lewd actions!!" The terrified

Kishimoto Chiko was no longer the proud woman she once was. I even forbade her to call me by my name; Chiko was now

just my loyal love slave.
As if trying to prove herself, Chiko cupped her large breasts, easily a D-cup, and began to perform a breastjob on me.

Of course, her mouth wasn't idle either, desperately using her body to make me happy.
Actually, Chiko was really putting in a lot of effort, and I was almost about to ejaculate from pleasure, so I ordered her

to stop .
"Master, please don't let Chiko stop, let Chiko satisfy you." Her pleading look was

truly pitiful.
"Chiko." As soon as I called her name, her eyes became empty.
"Child, your body is incredibly thirsty right now, desperately craving a man to rape you and fill your empty

loneliness. Your love juices are flowing freely, your legs are trembling and swollen, intensely yearning for anything

to thrust !"
With my command, the child's face flushed even more, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Although she hadn't taken off her skirt,

it was clear that some kind of liquid was dripping between her legs, and the insides of her calves were incredibly wet

.
"But, child, you can't move your entire body, you can't make a sound, you

can't even moan or masturbate, you can only clearly feel your body's intense craving for sexual satisfaction."
My command was practically the voice of a demon.
The child trembled slightly, her eyes filled with pleading and desire. Because of the unsatisfied intensity of her sexual desire,

even gaze became somewhat unfocused, and drool dripped from the corner of her open mouth—though not as fast as

the flow of fluid from her crotch. Her love juices were unimaginably abundant. I pulled down her skirt and clearly saw her

soaked lace panties clinging tightly to her vulva, with clear liquid dripping continuously from the crevice.
"Child, put your hands on the diving board behind you, rise on your toes, and stick your most itchy

part forward as much as possible." The child clearly accepted the command. She quickly

thrust her tightly wrapped lower body forward, and I could clearly see her swollen, red

labia moving through the soaked fabric.
I slowly and methodically removed the lace panties from her smooth, white skin. The child's eyes were filled with anticipation. If I allowed her to speak at this moment, she might blurt out something like

, "Master, please tear my little pussy apart!" 　　I lifted my erect penis and thrust it mercilessly into the girl's secret chamber. It was obvious this little slut wasn't a virgin; compared to the beautiful flight attendant from last night, the girl's vaginal contractions were slightly weaker, and of course, she couldn't compare to Miyuki. But perhaps she'd been starved for too long, her vaginal opening, like an octopus's mouth, constantly swallowing and releasing my lower body. I didn't even need to move; we both enjoyed pleasure. 　　"Chiko, tell me, is your body what's called a 'masterpiece'?" If it weren't for this absolute dominance , my incredibly simple question would probably only have elicited a mocking laugh. 　　"Yes… Master…" The girl's voice trembled with excitement, her moans incredibly beautiful. 　　"Ah… Ah… Master…" 　　"Oh… Chiko, your body is amazing…" 　　Although we were both standing still, thanks to the blessing of the girl's secret chamber, we both experienced exquisite orgasms. 　　Afterwards, Chiko helped me put on my uniform, and with my permission, she put her underwear and skirt back on; however, the smooth marks on her calves were still wet, and the blush on her face hadn't faded. 　　A girl like Chiko, if I didn't have some fun with her, it would be a real waste of my newly acquired ability . 　　"Chiko," I commanded, "After school today, wait for me in front of the Sakura Bank on North Street." I had a new idea, and Chiko, this seductive and alluring beauty, was clearly perfect for this experiment. 　　It was already 3 PM when school ended, and Chiko, as expected, waited in front of the Sakura Bank as I commanded. At my whispered command, Chiko withdrew a considerable sum of cash from the ATM and put it in my pocket. Chiko's family was in international trade, and she was usually a spendthrift, but I never expected that just asking her to withdraw "a little" money would result in her giving me 300,000 yen. It seemed our fundamental values were truly different, I couldn't help but . 　　I led the young girl past the bank and into the hotel district behind it. I glanced back; her expression remained unchanged, as if she were quite used to this kind of place. It was I who seemed less open-minded. However, my goal wasn't to take her to a hotel. I led her into a sex shop called "Joyful House"; it was a place where I often bought pornographic magazines, and I had a bit of a relationship with the owner. 　　"Isn't this Komaba? Long time no see! You've got some new stuff lately..." The owner, who had started promoting his wares as soon as he saw me enter, stopped talking when he saw the girl behind me, looking at me with an embarrassed and confused expression. 　　To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable too, bringing a girl to a place like this. So, I already : I'd change the owner's memory after we were done... Sorry, boss. 　　"Child, greet the shopkeeper." 　　"Hello, shopkeeper, I am Chichild, Master Komaba's slave. Nice to meet you." 　　My nonchalance, Chichild's obedient deference, and the shopkeeper's stunned surprise created a strange atmosphere . 　　"Komaba-kun, you…" The shopkeeper stammered, staring at me, while I could only shrug in response. 　　"Shopkeeper, starting today I won't buy books anymore, I want to buy you 'real toys'!" I pulled and stuffed it into the shopkeeper's hand. It wasn't my money anyway, so I was happy to be generous. 　　After recovering from his daze, the shopkeeper gave me a knowing smile and gently nudged me: "Impressive! Komaba-kun, good! I'll make sure you're completely satisfied today!" Of course, I smiled back. 　　Looking around at the many ordinary goods, I turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, I know you have…"

"A shop, wouldn't you mind taking me inside?"
The shop owner chuckled slyly, glancing suggestively at the expressionless child. "Is...is this really alright?"
This shop owner is no ordinary lecher; he even wants to take advantage of women brought by others… I couldn't help but think

this . To avoid trouble, I used my old method to stop the shop owner from being so fussy; anyway, I'd already given

him 300,000, so he wouldn't lose anything.
The taciturn shop owner silently opened the hidden wooden door at the back, letting me and the child inside. He then

closed the outer shop door and sat blankly in a seat outside watching TV; with no one to disturb me, I could

peacefully see what kind of goods the shop owner had hidden.
Turning on the light, I saw a room that wasn't large, but was filled with a dazzling array of various items. Here, there were

all sorts of potent aphrodisiacs, the most restricted sexy lingerie and tight leather accessories, and shelves on the right

filled with various props simulating male genitalia. Directly in front were various masturbation devices simulating female genitalia,

while on the left were mannequins dressed in sexy outfits. Upon closer inspection, I realized they were either high-end domestic

products or exquisitely crafted imported sex dolls. Their fine craftsmanship made my penis instantly

erect , and I couldn't wait to get started.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down and turned to Chiko, saying, "Take off all your clothes,

Chiko, " before heading towards the sexy clothing section to start picking. Chiko responded and

took off all her clothes, placing them on a chair in the corner, quietly awaiting my next command.
A white, elegant, sexy bodysuit…not bad…a black tight leather outfit

with …that's exciting too…a bright red tight-fitting garter belt…very erotic…I picked

out seven or eight high-priced, high-quality luxury items and put them aside.
"Child, put this on first." I gave her the white stretchy bodysuit; because

I was going to take her out the door later, I didn't want everyone to see that her legs were covered in black leather boots under her skirt.
As Chichild put it on, I turned to the cabinet on the right and picked out several

vibrating ; there was a vibrator that was integrated with tight leather pants,

a three-in-one vibrator that could be inserted into three holes in a woman's lower body at the same time, a double-headed penis for homosexuals, a vibrating bra, a wireless remote-controlled vibrator, and so on.
Looking back at Chichild, who looked elegant and charming after putting on the underwear, this time I gave her the tight leather pants and vibrating bra with the

vibrator : "Put on these two, and then put on your uniform."
"Yes, Master." Chichild, expressionless, put on the tight leather pants without any difficulty, swallowed the

thick male prosthetic, wrapped the remote-controlled vibrating bra around her full

breasts , and then put on her uniform. While putting on the uniform, I realized that the leather pants were still affecting her;

clearly, the intense pleasure was hindering her movements. Once dressed, the girl's expression returned to

its blank face, though her legs were slightly wider apart than before. I playfully

turned on the two controllers on my hand, clearly hearing the faint motor whirring from within her. Her breasts

trembled legs arched noticeably, and she lowered her head, tightly covering her crotch with her hands, breathing softly.
Satisfied with her reaction, I turned them off, and she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as she straightened up, though she looked

somewhat unsteady.
Those exquisitely crafted replicas of female genitalia displayed in front of me—in the past, I think I would have

taken . But now, I can make all the beauties in the world submit to my crotch; these things

are no longer necessary. What interests me more are the sex dolls on the left; I've only ever seen them in pornographic magazines before

, this is the first time I've seen them in person. Even now, I'm still incredibly curious about these things,

so I noted down the number of one of the dolls (the most expensive one). Before leaving the room, I also

grabbed a few aphrodisiacs.
I took the child back to the shop; the owner was still watching TV. At my instruction, he helped the child pack

everything I'd chosen into several cardboard boxes. I also told him the number of the doll inside. With

the owner seeing me off, I led the child, dressed in sexy underwear, out of the shop. The owner would personally deliver

everything , at which point my orders to him would be lifted.
The child's gait was noticeably strange; I knew it was because a large male replica

was inserted into her wet, slippery vagina. Even under my control, the naturally lustful child couldn't suppress

her primal desires. Therefore, I decided to take a taxi home with her. It
was already evening when we got home. The taxi driver initially thought my daughter was sick because of her appearance (thank you to this

kind taxi driver!). She finally got out of the car safely, went upstairs, and entered my home.
Tonight, my daughter would undoubtedly become my toy.
At my command, she took off her bra and leather pants that had been causing her so much itching. Especially the leather pants; I

noticed that the penis-like object was already wet and shiny, covered in her vaginal fluids. Even as she took it

off , I could see a glistening silver thread running from her opening to the tip of the penis in the leather pants…

Perhaps my daughter's easy control over her is simply innate.
Unlike Miyuki, she can't cook at all, perhaps because of her wealthy upbringing

. So we ordered pizza delivery for dinner. We'd barely finished eating when the owner of "Joyful House" appeared,

bringing in three boxes—one large and two small. The small ones were clearly the stuff we'd bought that afternoon, while the large

box, shaped like a coffin, was presumably the sex doll I'd requested. After clearing the boss of his orders, he

slumped back, and I and Zhizi were about to begin our night of debauchery.
Zhizi was wearing a white bodysuit, her breasts and vulva exposed, looking incredibly alluring.

She massaged me for a while, still full from the meal, and halfway through, my erection became unbearable

(a full stomach breeds lust, the ancients were right!), so Zhizi even gave me oral sex once,

swallowing all my semen.
After the massage and my ejaculation, I was fully refreshed and started unpacking the boxes. The two small boxes

indeed contained the stuff from that afternoon, so I didn't need to look at them for now. But opening the large box was truly spectacular. In the afternoon…

The owner's dimly lit shop hadn't revealed much, but now, brought home and illuminated by bright lights, it was clear the doll was exquisitely crafted

. Its eyebrows, eyes, contours, and figure were all lifelike, except for the lack of body temperature; even its

softness elasticity were human-like.
My daughter and I lifted the doll out and placed it on the carpet. A sudden idea struck me: "Daughter,

lie down on the floor like the doll."
"Yes, Master," she replied, mimicking the doll's slight parting of its lips for oral sex

perfectly. I suddenly thought perhaps I could enroll her in the drama club; it would not only increase

the club 's appeal but also provide more opportunities to meet beautiful women. The drama club, the gymnastics club, the tea ceremony club, and the archery club were

our school's girls' clubs, especially the first two, which gathered most of the school's beauties. Miyuki was also

a member of the gymnastics club, which explained her incredibly flexible waist and graceful figure.
I looked at the two beautiful bodies on the ground, sat cross-legged between them, and played with each breast in one hand.

Compared to the doll, the breasts were much firmer, but the child's breasts were soft and warm; humans were definitely

better than dolls.
Then, I thought of a very strange idea.
"Child..."
"Yes, Master..."
"Child, do you see this doll? Her name is Ami. Say hello to Ami."
"Miss Ami, hello, I am Master's beloved slave, Child..."
"Very good, Child, now I want you to perform a lesbian act for me with Ami."
"Yes, Master, Child loves Ami..."
"Child, use this to love Ami, love her in the most lewd way." As I spoke, I handed

the double-headed dildo used by lesbians to Child's hands. Child's face was flushed, her thighs

were naturally wet, and her bright red nipples were already erect.
The young girl gently caressed Ami's silicone breasts, her face full of affection as she played with them, her eyes burning as she gazed at

Ami's stiff expression. At this moment, Ami was the lover she needed most. The girl tossed her hair aside with one hand

, then lowered her head to kiss Ami's red but cold lips, kissing her way down her neck, chest, and

lower abdomen , until she reached the opening that simulated a real woman's body.
The girl's legs, clad in white stockings, straddled Ami's face, letting Ami's nose and mouth stimulate her

body, while her upper body bent towards Ami's private parts, gently licking and caressing them. Then the girl picked up the

double-headed rod and slowly inserted one end into Ami's body. At this moment, Ami, though clearly female

, had a male symbol erect in her lower body, appearing both lewd and stimulating.
The child turned around and smiled seductively, "Master, I'm going to start playing with Ami..." She then rolled over

, sticking out her cute buttocks, and used one hand to spread her vaginal opening to align with the erect thing below.

The child swayed from side to side for a moment, then slowly sat down, gently and firmly

swallowing most of the thick, long latex phallus.
"M-Master...I'm full..." A hint of pain appeared on the child's face. Judging from the

bulging , her vagina was already completely filled by the replica; if it continued,

even her uterus would be used. The child moved up and down with clumsy movements,

coating the object between her legs with a layer of glossy, slippery fluid, uttering intermittent, delicate moans. It seemed the child

was quite enjoying the sensation.
Seeing this, I couldn't resist any longer. I walked to the child, with the Ami doll straddling my feet.
"Child, suck me while you play," I issued my new command.
The child, lost in the act of stroking, seemed to snap out of her daze and began to serve my penis with her hands and mouth.
As the movements intensified, I knew her emotions were rising. Of course, I didn't want

her to achieve the ultimate satisfaction with the doll, or I'd have nothing to play with.
So, I seized the opportunity and suddenly gave the command: "Child, leave Ami!"
The timing of this command was perfect. The child instinctively lifted her hips, letting the slippery

object between her legs leave her opening, and her sucking motion abruptly stopped. Her thighs trembled slightly

, and she released my penis from her mouth (but her hands didn't stop, still stroking it), saying in a muffled voice:

"M-Master... let me go! I can't take it anymore!!"
As the child pleaded, I glanced at her crotch, where she was gushing fluid at an astonishing rate.

It seemed that the time I commanded her to stop was just before she reached orgasm.
Without a word, I suddenly lay down, letting my penis rise high: "Climb on, Chiko."
Overjoyed, Chiko immediately knelt on top of me, fiercely swallowing my penis with her lower body.
God! I thought to myself. Chiko's suction was even stronger and more flexible than during the day, coupled with her

wanton movements and moans, Chiko and I, embracing each other, quickly reached orgasm at the same time!
"Master! Chiko is lost...!!"
"Chiko...you're so good!"
A lot of fluid flowed from the point where our bodies met. People say that girls with lots of fluid are incredibly slutty,

and it seems that's really true.
That night, Chiko and I played three more times until we fell into a deep sleep together. I had already prepared

the big plan to be carried out tomorrow.
Chapter 3: Harem
When I woke up in the morning, my strength and spirit had fully recovered. Chiko beside me was covered in dried

sweat , love fluid, and my ejaculate. Her crotch was still red and wet, it seemed that she couldn't forget her lust even in her dreams.
"You little slut, wake up."
"Hmm... Good morning, Master..."
The child looked up at me, then fell back asleep. It seems my control isn't enough to counter

the magic of sleep.
"Child, wake up!"
"Yes, Master..."
This time I tried using a more commanding tone, and sure enough, the child immediately sprang up; it seems

the effectiveness is directly proportional to the strength of my will.
After the child helped me wash up and cleaned herself, I ordered her to put on...

Wearing a black, see-through, tight-fitting leather outfit, her chest and lower body were exposed. I could easily

penetrate her warm, wet vagina by simply lifting her skirt. After thinking for a moment, I instructed her to bring some sex toys and sexy clothing to put in her backpack

; these would be necessary for my plan today.
We first went to a breakfast shop and had a hearty meal, then went to school for regular classes. At noon,

I met up with Zhizi at the gym storage room for another round of intense sex. This time, without underwear, it was incredibly easy

. I simply sat down, unzipped my pants to expose my penis, and Zhizi would lick it to an incredibly powerful degree, then

lift her skirt and straddle me. Zhizi's little pussy was indeed a convenient and delicious organ,

making my noon anything but boring.
After school in the afternoon, I took Zhizi to the drama club's classroom at the back of the school. Our school has a large

campus , so each club has ample practice space. Those not in the club don't even bother

to walk to another club; in other words, besides the drama club members, only Chiko and I are around

here .
I stood outside the classroom, waiting for Chiko to finish filling out her application. At that moment, the beautiful president of the drama club—

Haruka Hayashimi—gathered the scattered members and began introducing Chiko to the new club.
Now! Thinking this, I opened the door and strode in, naturally saying, "Hello

everyone ." Naturally, everyone looked at me and replied, "Hello."
The drama club has thirty-two members, all beautiful girls of above-average looks. Including

Chiko there were thirty-three of them, and they all fell into a stunned state of waiting for orders after my greeting.
"I am Komaba Mamoru, and from now on I will be working with you all as your manager."
"Greetings, Manager Komaba..." The thirty-three girls answered blankly, except for Chika, who, having grown

accustomed to my authority, snapped out of her daze and obediently walked to my side to await instructions.
"Manager, you only call me that when there are outsiders present. When we're alone, you should address me like the new

member —Chika..."
After I finished speaking, I gave Chika a look, and she cooperatively replied, "Yes, Master." Then

the other thirty-two beautiful girls also said in unison, "Yes, Master."
Just like that, I smoothly took over the drama club and built my own harem.
The drama club president, Hayashimi Haruka, is not only the club's mainstay but also the most beautiful idol-type actress. The vice

president, Kaneda Kanako, has a more mature and composed personality, and her elegant demeanor and outstanding appearance and figure also attract much

attention. With the addition of Chiko, I divided the drama club's harem into three groups, assigning each of them

a management role . I, on the other hand, enjoyed the pleasure of having multiple women, indulging in play with these beauties.
During rehearsals, the drama club members mostly wore tight-fitting leotards, as they were doing now. Except for Chiko,

who was wearing a leather jacket after taking off her clothes, the other thirty-two girls all wore various tight-fitting outfits, revealing their graceful figures

.
"My dear slaves," my voice was unexpectedly calm, and the girls who heard me

blushed, excitedly waiting for me to continue, "From now on, your lives will

exist , just like Chiko..." As I spoke, I casually kneaded Chiko's exposed nipples and clitoris,

and the moans that escaped her lips showed that she was quite enjoying it. "The first thing to do to satisfy me is to remember that the clothes you wear in front of me

must not only be revealing, but also sexy. Every move you make must have an alluring magic, and you must make sure it

pleases eye."
It was obvious that my speech made them feel honored, and being able to satisfy me with everything they had seemed to be their

most important survival goal; I admired my own ability to make up stories.
"Haruka, Kanako."
"Yes, Master." The two women answered in unison.
"As role models, you two should change into clothes that meet my requirements first."
Chiko opened her backpack, and I took out two sets of sexy outfits from it; one was a bright red

camisole , and the other was a stretchy mesh bodysuit that exposed her breasts and genitals. Both sets were

things I had taken from "Joy House" yesterday.
Haruka and Kanako unabashedly stripped off their leotards in front of everyone and changed into these two

outfits that were enough to make me stand up. It was only then that I noticed that Haruka and Kanako's nipples and genitals were still pink. It

seemed they had no experience with sex, let alone masturbation, a world apart from Chiko's wantonness.
"These three are your role models. From now on, your attire in front of me must be at this

level , understand?" I said, pointing at Haruka, Kanako, and Chiko.
"Yes, Master," the women replied, blushing.
"Chiko, suck me."
"Yes, Master."
Upon receiving my command, Chiko knelt before me, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my semi-erect

penis.
"Everyone, watch what Chiko does. Everyone will have to do it once in a moment." After I finished speaking,

all the girls watched Chiko lick me in silence. Once I was fully erect, Chiko

obediently stepped back, allowing the others to do the same.
The first one to come up was Haruka, her red halter-neck lingerie accentuating her incredibly sexy figure. She knelt

before me and, without hesitation, awkwardly began to lick and suck my penis. The second was Kanako

, and then all the club members came forward one by one to give me oral sex.
After one round, I was completely saturated and desperately wanted to find a girl to release my pent

-up desires.
"Haruka, are you still a virgin?"
"Y-yes, Master..."
"As the club president, you must set an example. I'm going to take your virginity now."
"Thank you for your grace, Master," Haruka replied shyly.
"Chiko," I turned around and said, "you're in charge of teaching the other girls techniques to please me."
"Yes, Master."
A minute later, Chiko gathered the other thirty-one girls and began teaching them oral sex, intercourse,

and other female techniques to please and satisfy me. I then took Haruka, whose panties were already slightly damp, into

the changing room.
"Haruka..."
"Yes, Master..."
I stepped forward and embraced Chunxiang's sweet lips, caressing her full breasts. Chunxiang responded gently

, wrapping her arms around my neck. I rubbed my erect penis between Chunxiang's legs, signaling her to prepare

to receive my entry. Chunxiang smiled alluringly and sat on the table in the changing room.
I gently parted her legs, revealing her bulging vulva covered in bright red underwear. Chunxiang turned her head

slightly , her face full of shyness and anticipation. I covered her vulva with my entire palm, a gesture that

clearly pleased her, causing her to moan softly. Her vulva was already soaking wet, and I felt my palm covered in her

slippery fluid.
I gently removed her panties, letting the juicy peach come into direct contact with the air; Chunxiang's labia were well

-developed , trembling significantly, like the tentacles of a sea anemone. As soon as I brought the head of my penis to the surface, I

could feel Chunxiang's labia, like two small hands, constantly trying to completely engulf me. I deliberately stopped, only

burying my head there. This action made Chunxiang anxious, and she desperately rubbed her fair buttocks forward, trying to swallow my

penis completely.
Seeing Chunxiang's forward rubbing motion, I suddenly thrust my entire penis in all at once. Chunxiang's hymen was quite

thin, making penetration exceptionally easy. She didn't even feel any pain, already immersed in

the pleasure of her first time. It was then that I realized Chunxiang was far more lustful than her innocent appearance suggested.
Chunxiang's vagina was very tight, the entire inner wall constantly writhing, the two labia at the entrance relentlessly moving

; the whole feeling was truly like that of a living being. Although it was a renowned vagina, it felt

completely . I sighed inwardly, wondering if I would become so picky in the future that I wouldn't play with girls who weren't renowned for their vaginas? This

reminded me of Miyuki… and a sense of guilt arose within me.
Stimulated by sex, Chunxiang wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me. As she approached climax, her vagina

writhed even more violently. At that moment, I suddenly had the illusion that I was

walking around holding an electric masturbation doll.
"Chunxiang... oh..."
"Master, Chunxiang, Chunxiang is going to come...!"
Amid Chunxiang's sweet moans, we both reached our climaxes. Chunxiang's vagina was no ordinary

thing; like a child's, it had the potential to drain a man dry. If they went to

work as prostitutes after graduation, I wonder how many men would fall at their feet.
When I pulled out, red and white semen flowed from Chunxiang's vagina, dripping onto

the dressing room table. When Chunxiang got up and cleaned me with her mouth, a few drops of her fluids even clung to

her labia.
When Haruka and I walked back to the clubroom, anyone

could tell from Haruka's flushed cheeks, her swollen and exposed genitals, and the still-wet stains on her inner thighs from her stockings, that we were done. The girls

applauded to congratulate Haruka, which made me feel like I had actually done something amazing (even though

it was just using hypnosis to take her virginity).
For the next two weeks, I played with different girls every day, about half of whom were still virgins,

which really surprised me; in Japan today, this is simply unbelievable. The remaining thirty-one

girls were all of average build, and to be honest, I lost interest after just one time; after all, Ichiko and

Haruka 's special bodies were just too alluring, and ordinary girls couldn't compare. However, the vice president, Kanako, whether

due to talent or exceptional learning ability, possessed a deep and inclusive throat and a smooth, fragrant tongue, making her oral sex

skills far superior to everyone else, even surpassing Ichiko's.
Chiko's octopus-shaped pot, Haruka's anemone cave, and Kanako's oral skills became my three most enjoyed

techniques , making my harem incredibly successful; it even almost brought me trouble.
Chiko's boyfriend had long been forgotten, until one day he finally came knocking.
In the past two weeks, Chiko not only taught other girls sexual techniques but also learned some

special techniques from them—techniques originally intended for me, but the poor guy got to use them first.
To settle things with her boyfriend, Chiko took a day off, and when she returned, her boyfriend's

problem was solved. It turned out she had used every trick in the book to drain her "ex" boyfriend all day until

the poor man could no longer ejaculate, only spitting out blood and begging for mercy in bed. The power of

the octopus woman was truly not to be underestimated. I was truly grateful for Chiko's unwavering loyalty; otherwise, given my

promiscuous ways, I might have already lost my life.
During this time, my parents returned from their vacation. All the unsightly things from home were moved

to the apartment that Zhizi bought. Buying that well-insulated apartment

was too easy for a rich girl like Zhizi, and it naturally became my harem's stronghold.
Opening the apartment door, you see the living room, which, besides the TV equipment, only has a huge

sofa. The high-quality wooden floors, thanks to the girls' diligent cleaning, are always spotless.

The enormous bedroom, formed by combining two rooms, is a huge nest with over ten beds; my

harem girls and I could all sleep there without feeling cramped. Next to the bedroom is the dressing room. Besides the existing sex

toys, sexy clothes, and Ami dolls, we've bought countless other things in the past two weeks—enough to open

our own sex toy wholesale store; the girls change clothes every day to please me. Furthermore, the kitchen,

bathroom, and other facilities are much more luxurious than a normal residence, truly making it a "golden house"; my

harem paradise.
To avoid being discovered by my family or school, the girls accompanied me in shifts. This

quickly became boring, and I figured it was time to expand my harem. So, I gathered Ichiko, Haruka

, and Kanako, and after a period of intense activity, we discussed our next target—the new gymnastics club.
The new gymnastics club was extremely strict. Not only were boys barred from entering, but even girls from outside the club were subjected to lengthy

questioning . The gymnasium dedicated to the new club was surrounded by a wall, guarded by a stubborn

old woman.
While the girls from my harem were asking the old woman questions, I simply issued a sleep order, putting

her to a deep sleep. Except for Haruka, all the girls went into the gymnasium.

In the center, I waited for my prey to come to me.
Soon after, members of the new gymnastics club arrived in twos and threes. Whenever they nodded to greet the old woman who was supposed to

be in charge , I would give them a hypnotic command, and Haruka would guide them inside, letting

the drama club girls settle these "newcomers."
The new gymnastics club had a total of sixty-seven girls, just enough to expand my harem to one hundred; among them

was Tamagawa Miyuki, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, and I still held a special fondness for her.
After the "prey" was captured, several drama club girls locked the passageway to the gymnasium

to ensure that no one could intrude and ruin my harem expansion plan.
Apart from the members of the harem, the sixty-seven girls from the new gymnastics club sat like puppets on the floor in the center of

the gymnasium . The new gymnastics club's instructor happened to be on leave today, which made my actions easier.
"Girls of the new gymnastics club," I said, and the group of puppets stared at

me with blank eyes. "I am the new head coach of the new gymnastics club. My name is Komaba Morito." Based on past experience,

I've found that hypnosis goes more smoothly with some guidance; for example, Miyuki's date, the warehouse rape of the child , and my role as head coach of the drama club—these are all examples of achieving domination

by aligning with their subconscious acceptance to a certain extent . However, this is the first time I've given orders to so many people at the same time. 　　"Good morning, Coach Komaba..." the girls answered blankly, including Tamagawa Miyuki. 　　"But, when no one is around, you must address me like the drama club members..." With my gesture, the drama club's harem chorused, "Yes, Master." 　　Then the members of the new gymnastics club also chimed in, "Yes, Master." 　　Sure enough, Miyuki was the first to "wake up"; because she already had a record of being dominated, even though I ordered her to forget that memory, her body's instincts still clearly remembered it. 　　"Yes, Master... Guardian," Miyuki's eyes regained their liveliness as she slowly stood up and moved closer to me ; she was still as captivating and endearing as ever. 　　Then, just like with the drama club, I took over the new gymnastics club, greatly expanding my harem. The 　　new gymnastics club had a large number of beauties, most of whom had well-proportioned figures. Having so many girls was truly a great blessing, but this time I couldn't indulge in everyone as quickly as I had with the drama club , as there were simply too many; so I prioritized choosing two. 　　Of the five most beautiful girls on campus, Tamagawa Miyuki, Kishimoto Wakako, and Hayashimi Haruka had already become my loyal subjects . The remaining two—Shinohara Miho and Kuraki Shizuki—were members of the new gymnastics club, my two new partners. 　　Miho had a pretty short haircut and a cheerful and energetic personality. Shizuki, just like her name, had long, shiny black hair and a good upbringing; she was the spitting image of a young lady from a wealthy family. The charm of these two girls was unmatched by ordinary girls. 　　The other new gymnastics club members were handed over to the drama club members for training and guidance. Afterwards, they practiced their new gymnastics as usual , while I, Chiko, Haruka, and Kanako took Miyuki, Miho, and Shizuki back to our harem, preparing for today's revelry. Due to personal family issues, Haruka and Kanako went home one after the other, leaving only the experienced Chiko to train the girls. These three girls each told their families a huge lie to stay and let me enjoy them tonight. 　　They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Miyuki gave me that feeling; while Chiko was instructing Miho and Shizuki, I took Miyuki to bed first. Miyuki's attitude was still so meticulous and gentle; her delicate beauty and submissive manner always gave me a warm feeling. Even though she didn't have superb bedroom skills, it made me feel a lover's sweetness, completely different from other harem groups. Miyuki's secret place was still as tight and hot as when we first met. What I enjoyed most was the burning sensation of that high temperature on my penis; this could be said to be one of Miyuki's great characteristics, and one of the reasons why I could never forget her. 　　Just as I was lost in thought, Chiko led Miho and Shizuki, who had changed their clothes, to my side. Miho was wearing a set of pale yellow tight-fitting lingerie, looking pretty and charming. Shizuki was wearing all-black, elegant semi-transparent garter stockings , which complemented her beautiful black hair, making her look even more noble and sexy. 　　Chiko tactfully pushed the two women toward me, instructing them to caress my body. While Shizuki was busy kissing me , Miho served my lower body with her clumsy oral sex technique; and when I played with Miho's breasts, Shizuki would automatically use her hands to stroke my penis. It seemed that Chiko's training was very successful. 　　I stood up and made my penis erect. Shizuki and Miho knelt down, licking and caressing . And surprisingly, Chiko moved behind me, sticking out her tongue and penetrating my anus! I had no idea Chiko possessed such skill; it was probably a new trick taught to her by the harem. 　　Stimulated by the triple pleasure from both ends, I quickly reached the point of climax. 　　"I, I'm about to come..." Hearing my voice, the three women worked even harder; the tongue inside my anus rolled rapidly, the sensation of my scrotum felt like it was melting, and my penis was completely swallowed by Shizuki's deep throat. 　　The climax came quickly; my fluid shot powerfully into the depths of Shizuki's throat, even the ammunition throbbed, and my anus twitched intermittently. I was worried Chiko's tongue might be pinched off. 　　Ten seconds later, Shizuki's lips released my penis, transferring some of my ejaculate into Miho's mouth, so they could both enjoy my essence. 　　The child sat down to the side, gazing at me intently: "Master, do you enjoy my service...?" 　　I pounced on her, sucking on her clitoris, answering her question with my actions. 　　When I regained my erection, I began to pluck the virgin fruits of Shizuki and Miho. 　　From a time when I could only admire Shizuki from afar, this campus beauty had always given me a sense of classical elegance. In fact, her joining the new gymnastics club was quite unexpected, as she possessed considerable skill in Japanese dance and tea ceremony. When the freshmen entered the school, the tea ceremony club had already planned to make her their successor, but unexpectedly, she joined the new gymnastics club, and with her foundation in Japanese dance, became its president, leaving others speechless even when trying to poach her. What I admired most about Shizuki was her elegant demeanor and...

She had beautiful, long, jet-black hair, but I never imagined I'd have this opportunity for such

intimate contact.
While Shizuki's private parts weren't the most exquisite type, they possessed a powerful, innate attraction.

This attraction intensified as she approached climax. If I couldn't resist and ejaculated before her, I wouldn't experience the intense friction deep within her womb

at peak, and I'd leave her unsatisfied and greatly disappointed. Fortunately, I'm now

a seasoned veteran, able to enjoy the beauty's pleasure while also ensuring her unwavering devotion. Sometimes I

wonder, isn't this something I achieved through inferior methods?
Miho was a top-notch athlete from a young age. If we were to compare, her curves were probably

the most exquisite and her skin the most elastic among all the harem members; exercise hadn't turned her into a grotesquely muscular physique,

but rather made her figure even more beautiful. Miho's athletic training even extended to her secret place; this surprisingly

beautiful girl could control her muscles with her willpower to constantly perform actions such as clenching, relaxing, and rubbing, which gave me

great enjoyment and was an unexpected delight.
After savoring the two girls' deliciousness, I made love with Miyuki again. Finally, the five of us

slept , ending this absurd night.
Chapter 4: Conquest
I knew it was dawn because I smelled the aroma of breakfast. Suddenly waking up, the first thing I saw was

the child in my arms; my naturally occurring physiological phenomenon of the morning was inserted into her secret place. It seemed that

after playing with her last night, I fell asleep inside her, and this morning, it became erect and naturally

swelled up inside her again.
With my movements, the child also woke up. Seeing the situation before her, she just smiled ambiguously

, sat up, and began another round of teasing, releasing my excess energy from the morning. At this moment, Miho beside me also woke up

and cleaned the fluid off my body after the child got up.
I looked around but didn't see Miyuki or Shizuki. Just as I was wondering, the two of them

brought breakfast into the room. Miyuki was naked, wearing only a lace apron, while Shizuki

wore . Both of them looked stunning.
The breakfast was very enjoyable. I had a lot of confidence in Miyuki's cooking skills, but I didn't expect Shizuki's to be so good

as well . The breakfast they made together was probably the best meal I've ever had. With the four beauties

serving me, I ate my fill, and they also fed themselves.
After eating, of course, I had to take a shower to

wash . During the shower, I ejaculated again in Shizuki's tender little hole. I was quite impressed with my own

stamina.
To avoid suspicion, I had the four girls leave the apartment one by one before I finally took another alleyway towards

the school, unaware that all of this had been observed by someone else…
Today was the weekly morning assembly. After the principal's boring speech, the head of school affairs went up to introduce the new

teacher: “Dear students, standing to my left is the new head of the infirmary—

Ms. Hanabishi Ibuki!”
Hearing the name was a girl, my scattered thoughts were drawn back to the stage, and then I saw a beautiful

figure shimmering in the sunlight: “Hello everyone, teachers and students, I am Hanabishi Ibuki. If you

are injured or have any problems, please feel free to come to the infirmary to see me!”
The male students' commotion noticeably increased. Based on my experience, this Ms. Hanabishi must be a

beauty . In the reflection of the sunlight, I finally managed to make out her face; indeed, she was a first-rate beauty,

probably not even twenty-five years old, possessing both youthful energy and mature charm. Her shoulder-length hair

shimmered in the sunlight, very captivating.
Amidst the cheers, Ms. Hanabishi suddenly smiled in my direction, causing the surrounding boys to erupt

in excitement. Strangely, however, I felt that this odd smile seemed directed at me. Was it just

my imagination? A strange question filled my mind.
After the first period in the afternoon, a female student from the new gymnastics club (

one of ) ran to tell me that Miyuki had been taken to the infirmary due to mild anemia. Taking advantage of the students' inattention, I

quickly slipped into the infirmary, only to find that the corridor and the area outside the windows were surrounded by layers of male students forming a human

wall. After all, Miyuki was one of the school's five most beautiful girls; when something happened to her, her protectors naturally all appeared.
Seeing that I couldn't get in, I had a flash of inspiration and hid in the small storage room next door. Sure enough, as soon as the

bell , the student council's disciplinary committee members came and dispersed the crowd. I cautiously opened the door a crack,

made sure no one was around, and darted into the infirmary. As for class, I'd completely forgotten

about it ; skipping class was fine! Miyuki was far more important.
Two female students were tending to Miyuki by the bed; they were two other new

gymnastics ." "Master," they said in unison, but I gestured for them to be quiet so as not to wake

Miyuki. I sat down in the seat they offered, anxiously watching Miyuki's delicate face. The two club

members wisely left the infirmary, leaving me alone with Miyuki.
After school, Chiko, Haruka, Kanako, Miho, and Shizuki all arrived, instantly

enlivening the infirmary. Even the ever-lecherous Chiko couldn't resist reaching for my lower body at this moment,

but after my glare, she withdrew her slender hand and obediently sat down to look after Miyuki.
"Oh? All the campus beauties are here!" The soft exclamation came from Ms. Hanabishi, who walked in.

After scanning everyone, her gaze settled on me: "Aren't you

the Casanova who walked out of the apartment with these girls this morning?"
I was terrified, my soul nearly leaving my body. I never expected that the truth we had deliberately concealed would be

exposed by the newly appointed teacher. I wanted to offer some excuse, but my mouth was dry, and I couldn't utter a coherent

sentence . Looking at the other girls, everyone had the same "I've been caught!" expression as me.

There was no point in explaining now.
In a moment like this, of course, only the 101st move could be used!
"Ms. Hanabishi!"
"Yes."
The beautiful girl I called to immediately became vacant, standing blankly at the door.
"Hana-bi-sensei, I have a very important illness that I need you to treat. Could you please close the door first?"
"Okay..."
The young and beautiful teacher slowly closed the door, while the clever child locked it behind her.
"Hana-bi Ibuki, because I have a severe case of sexual dissatisfaction, only you, as my school nurse, can

cure . So from today onwards, you must call me master and treat me at any time, understand?" Obviously,

my boasting made the other girls chuckle quietly, but I spoke

without , weren't they the same a few days ago?
"Yes, master," Hana-bi-sensei, no, Ibuki's attitude was quite obedient, probably because I

controlled only her and didn't have to divide my attention among dozens of people. When Ibuki's eyes returned to normal,

I knew I had gained a new servant, and from now on, the infirmary would become my playground. Although it was the perfect opportunity to pick peaches, I was still worried about Miyuki
's condition, whether it was out of conscience or just a guilty conscience . After asking Ibuki, I learned that Miyuki actually had mild congenital anemia, and that she had fainted on the sports field today because of the high outdoor temperature. 　　I looked at the weather outside and realized that although it was only spring, the weather today was ridiculously hot, almost like the middle of summer; no wonder the newspapers were reporting on abnormal weather every day, it made sense. 　　At this moment, Miyuki slowly woke up, and seeing us gathered around the bed, her tender face blushed, and she stammered, unable to say a word. 　　"Miyuki, be careful..." 　　"Yes, Miyuki, otherwise, without our beloved bedmate, Master, we won't be able to handle it!" 　　I was about to say a few words of concern when the usually quick-witted Miho started to get restless, so everyone in the infirmary except me—including Miyuki—started laughing, leaving me speechless. 　　"Alright, Miho, Master is just concerned about Miyuki. Are you... jealous?" The obedient Shizuki , seeing my embarrassment, tried to ease the tension. Sure enough, the tables turned, and Miho's face flushed red as she pouted at Shizuki, causing everyone to laugh again. 　　After a while, the atmosphere improved, and Miyuki's face regained some color. Ibuki, fulfilling her duty, prescribed iron supplements for Miyuki to take on time, thus calming the Miyuki incident. The remaining task was to "deal with" Ibuki. 　　Ibuki was truly a beauty. While most school health teachers were nurses or medical professionals, Ibuki was a full-fledged internist. Although she had many suitors during her student days due to her outstanding appearance, most of them were rejected. The few who remained left because they couldn't stand her constant talk After graduating, she worked at a hospital for less than three months before a dispute arose because her superior coveted her beauty. Disliking trouble, Ibuki transferred to the school's infirmary as a doctor, and then fell into my clutches one by one. 　　Ibuki is a woman between a woman and a girl, and her charm is truly extraordinary. If it weren't for the many beautiful girls around me, I'm afraid I would have been half-bewitched by her before I could even control her. Looking at her delicate oval face, pert breasts, full hips encased in a tight skirt, and elegant ankles in stockings, my lower body began to stir. 　　Noticing this, Ibuki smiled charmingly, knelt down in front of me, and said, "Master, let Ibuki treat you ..." As she spoke, she used her slender hands to unzip my pants and take out my half-erect penis . 　　Ibuki's hands were unadorned, without nail polish or any jewelry. It was said that medical personnel used their hands as medical instruments and therefore rarely decorated them. But regardless, I loved the satisfaction I felt from Ibuki's soft, delicate fingers. 　　The other girls watched the scene with curiosity; Shizuki and Miyuki swallowed hard, Haruka couldn't resist touching her breasts through her uniform, Miho and Kanako stroked each other's thighs, and the most lecherous girl had already slipped her hands under her skirt—a testament to each girl's personality. 　　Shizuki and Miyuki were both rather passive, one a lady from a wealthy family, the other a girl from a modest background. 　　Haruka, true to her leadership qualities, did everything herself; managing the harem was entirely dependent on her . Miho was straightforward and unpretentious, while Kanako was calm and reliable; their personalities surprisingly got along well , so they even prioritized each other's sexual gratification. As for Ichiko… I’ve always thought she was just naturally lustful, and it seems that’s true; she enjoys herself, is good at pleasing men, and brings them satisfaction. Coupled with her innate special physique, she truly becomes a treasure in a man’s bed. These six different types of girls, plus Ibuki who is currently busy licking me, seem to have truly become the seven pillars of my harem. 　　Under Ibuki’s oral assault, my penis was already erect; if it were before, I probably would ejaculated by now, but after the girls’ “training” for more than half a month, I’ve become accustomed to these stimuli. 　　Ibuki’s body has probably not received male favors for a long time, radiating a lustful fire from the inside out, making one’s mind wander just by looking at her. She slowly got up, pulled her narrow skirt up to her waist, revealing her beautiful lower body wrapped in pantyhose, and then slowly pulled down her pantyhose and pink and white panties with lace trim and threw them on the table next to her. She gracefully bent down and gave me a deep French kiss… she was so passionate. 　　"Master, Ibuki is here..." 　　I nodded involuntarily, watching Ibuki slowly sit down and swallow my penis. 　　Is this what a "woman" is?! The thought flashed through my mind. Ibuki's inside was made up of countless layers of fleshy folds, and as I moved up and down, the layers of fleshy folds scraped against my sensitive spots, the pleasure was truly amazing. This touch was different from the octopus pot of a child, Haruka's anemone cave, Kanako's deep throat, Miyuki's high-temperature constitution, Miho's contractions , and Shizuki's attraction; it was a purely adult touch. 　　"Ibuki, your fleshy folds... are so good..." 　　"Master... Ibuki... I feel so happy..." 　　"No, I can't take it anymore..." 　　"I'm going to come too... Master..." 　　I buried my face deeply in Ibuki's chest, feeling Ibuki's hardness through her clothes, and then as Ibuki continued to...

We both reached climax together after some playful teasing.
We clung to each other, panting for a long time before calming down. Turning around, we were met with a breathtakingly beautiful

scene . While I was making love with Ibuki, the group of horny girls behind us started playing with each other; it turned out that Izuko had brought

several electric massagers and a double-headed lesbian mannequin to school. It seemed like it was premeditated, but

it all took place in the infirmary.
The show continued until almost the end of class. In between, I had sex with Haruka and Miho to

temporarily relieve their intense sexual desires. It seems I'll have to be careful in school from now on; getting

several of them aroused at the same time will be very difficult to manage.
For the next two weeks, the infirmary became my most frequented place besides the gym storage room. Because these seven

girls already satisfied my needs quite well, I let the other girls in the drama club and the new gymnastics club do as they pleased. Except for the occasional desire to try something new or when I wanted something but couldn't find a partner, I spent

every day with the seven beauties, taking care of two or three during the day and sleeping with several others at night. Fortunately, I am naturally energetic, and with the girls' proper care and Ibuki managing my health, I had a safe and enjoyable time, feeling like I was in paradise every day. 　　This day, Miho asked me to meet her at the gym storage room at noon. When I went in, Miho was already there ( usually I waited for her, since it always takes time for a campus beauty to slip away unnoticed). Today, Miho's face was flushed, and her attitude was somewhat hesitant, completely different from her usual swarming style. 　　"What's wrong, Miho?" I asked, frowning. 　　"Master... Miho, Miho..." Miho stammered for a while, then, as if making up her mind, turned around and lay face down on the exercise mat, her shapely buttocks, covered by her pleated skirt, facing me. 　　Curious, I lifted her skirt to admire her cute, fair, and beautiful buttocks, but noticed something seemed a little off ...? Upon closer inspection, I discovered a dark layer beneath her cute white panties. So , I reached for her waist and, taking advantage of her soft moan 　　, pulled down her adorable panties. Covering Miho's full buttocks was a pair of black latex briefs; the tight, smooth latex thong accentuated Miho's sexiness. However, upon closer inspection, I realized that these latex panties only covered Miho's lower body, leaving her anus untouched; I could even see a few wrinkles on Miho's pink chrysanthemum. Upon closer inspection, I noticed an unusual bulge in the front of Miho's underwear. It dawned on me; it was a pair of tights with a vibrator attached, but an opening in the back. No wonder Miho's movements were unnatural. 　　"Chiko...she put this on me before she left this morning..." Miho said shyly, her body trembling slightly, though I couldn't tell if it was fear, restraint, or...pleasure. 　　"You...wore this all morning?!" I exclaimed in surprise. 　　Miho turned and nodded slightly, saying, "And...and Chiko played with me all morning. I ...I almost couldn't take it anymore, I was about to embarrass myself in front of the whole class." 　　At this point, I could already imagine Miho having the vibrator turned on every crucial moment that morning ; that slut Chiko, I'd have to teach her a lesson when we got back, see if . 　　Still lying face down, Miho pulled something from her skirt pocket and handed it to me . Curious, I took it and casually pressed a button. 　　"Ah~!! Master~~~!!" Miho cried out softly, her body going limp. A faint yet intense motor-like sound emanated from between her legs; even her fair buttocks trembled slightly. I realized then that this was the "key" to that thing between Miho's legs; the child must have played with Miho all morning, only handing it over to her to bring to me at noon, clearly indicating that she was at my mercy. 　　"M-Master...please...let Miho go...I...I can't hold back anymore," Miho pleaded softly, which instantly aroused my lower body. But now that I understood the child's intention, I naturally had to seize the opportunity. 　　I plopped down on a chair five steps away from Miho, at the other end of the exercise mat, and said, "Come here, Miho , make me hard!" 　　Miho was clearly happy to accept, but the continuous pleasure between her legs made her lower body go limp , and she could only slowly crawl to me. 　　Miho, who had come to me, struggled to prop herself up and perform oral sex, but I, timing it perfectly, suddenly turned the remote control up to its maximum! 　　"Ahhh!!!" Miho let out a soft moan and went limp again, like a broken doll . The motor-like sound coming from between her legs grew louder, and I could even see some kind of protrusion sliding back and forth rapidly in the area covering her private parts. 　　Seeing Miho's pitiful state, I turned off the vibrator. After catching her breath, Miho slowly got up and used her mouth to unzip my pants and suck on me until I was hard enough to penetrate her. 　　As Miho panted, I got up, moved behind her, and knelt down, stroking her buttocks and her black latex leggings with both hands. 　　"Miho, you're the first girl I've ever played with from behind." 　　"Miho, Miho is so happy... Master, please... play with Miho as much as you like..." 　　I rubbed my wet penis against Miho's anus at the opening of her latex panties, both to lubricate it and to prepare her. 　　"Miho, I'm going in now, relax..." 　　Miho took a deep breath and relaxed as instructed, and I took advantage of that moment to "whoosh!" and thrust my entire length into Miho's tight little anus. 　　"Ah!..." Miho covered her mouth, barely managing to scream, her expression a mix of pain and pleasure. 　　I felt Miho's anus gripping my root like a rubber band, writhing and throbbing inside . The tightness, the heat, the intense pleasure constantly gave my penis powerful stimulation; this wasn't just Miho's first time accepting someone else's anus, it was also my first time entering someone else's anus. 　　I'd often heard that the pleasure of anal sex far surpassed that of a woman's vagina, and now I finally understood its wonders. 　　After a long while, Miho gradually adjusted to the pressure from her internal organs, and the contractions of her anus gradually relaxed.

Once the contraction reached a normal level, I began to move back and forth, enjoying the pleasure Miho was giving me. Miho, too,

slowly began　　 to savor the sensation and started to moan softly.
The piston-like movements gradually accelerated. I remembered the thing that the child had placed inside Miho. Taking advantage of

Miho 's　　 heavy breathing , 　　I secretly turned on the switch. " Ughh ... The rotating motion and intense vibration transmitted through the thin membrane , combined with Miho's own tightness and writhing, pushed me to the brink of ejaculation! As Miho began to enjoy the sensation, her anus naturally relaxed, allowing me to continue. I quickly intensified my thrusting, turning the remote control to its maximum, and covered Miho's turned head with my mouth, engaging in a passionate French kiss! 　　This pleasure was terrifying! I wonder where Chiko learned it. After Miho and I both climaxed, we collapsed. I could still feel the rotation and vibration emanating from Miho's body. I quickly used the last of my strength to turn it off, and we quietly enjoyed the afterglow of the pleasure. 　　Before falling asleep, I thought, "Chiko, you're in for it tonight!" 　　Miho and I skipped both afternoon classes, sleeping soundly in each other's arms in the gym storage room; the vibrator and my limp penis were still inside Miho. ********** ...　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　It's 8:10 AM, not far from class, yet he's still dragging his feet, completely oblivious to the consequences of being late. 　　"Last night," I thought, reflecting on the absurd things I'd done. 　　Thanks to Chiko, Miho and I slept in the gym storage room until school let out in the afternoon; perhaps bad luck was on our side, but no class needed gym equipment that day, thus sparing me the choreography work. 　　Back in our brothel, of course, the evening's games were inevitable. To repay Chiko's kindness, I subtly hinted to Shizuki, who was in charge of dinner, to slip a heavy dose of aphrodisiac and diuretic . 　　At 8:30 PM, Shizuki, Miho, and Kanako, who had stayed behind to keep me company, were each cleaning up after , leaving Chiko alone in front of the TV, laughing hysterically. Soon after, Chiko started acting strangely; I shook my head, and Kanako cleverly slipped into the bathroom and locked the door. 　　A few minutes later, Chiko started banging on the bathroom door, her face flushed and her expression . Anyone could tell what was going on. 　　Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed Chiko's breasts from behind and began kneading them. Then, while she was limp and disoriented, I dragged her to the empty room next door. Before she could even understand what was happening, Miho and Shizuki had already taken out pre-hidden ropes and tied her up tightly; the dazed Chiko was fixed in the center of the room, her body spread out in a starfish shape. 　　"The game begins," I said. 　　Kanako came out at this moment, carrying an empty bucket and a thin, transparent plastic tube; generally, this kind of tube is only used in hospitals for catheterization, so getting such a thing was easy for Kanako, whose family owned a hospital. 　　"Master… Chiko… Chiko can't hold it in anymore…" Chiko gasped, seemingly with very little strength left to struggle . 　　"Is that so?" I feigned surprise and sympathy, saying, "Kanako, please help Chiko !" 　　"Yes, Master," Kanako smiled seductively, knelt down in front of Chiko, and removed Chiko's skirt and panties. 　　Chiko's lower body was already flushed and wet, with marks even on her thighs. Ignoring Chiko's moans, Kanako inserted a catheter into Chiko's urethra. 　　Instantly, pale yellow liquid flowed through the tube, gushing into the bucket with a strong force, and Chiko couldn't help but let out a satisfied sound. 　　After a while, Chiko's release was over, and the game officially began. 　　At my signal, the obedient Shizuki presented a black latex bodysuit; the crotch had two large, inward-curving artificial dildos and a small suction port covering the clitoris, while the chest was a silicone full-coverage bra with a remote control function—a "suit that would absolutely make any girl feel like she was in heaven." I picked it up and deliberately displayed it in front of . Her naturally lustful nature, coupled with the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, immediately ignited two flames in her eyes . Needless to say, she already knew this bodysuit would become her personal garment. 　　The act of revenge was carried out by Miho. She carefully dressed the girl in the bodysuit, inserted two vibrators into her body, positioned the suction cups around her clitoris, and properly placed her breasts inside the silicone bra; even the positions of her nipples were thoughtfully placed in the most sensitive areas. 　　Then she plugged in the controller and turned on all the power switches; but only at the lowest speed, moving slowly. The girl, burning with lust, was quickly aroused by these almost sluggish vibrations, but this intermittent, half-stopping motion prevented her from reaching orgasm, leaving her moaning and panting incessantly.

That night, we watched the child's miserable state while reaching climax several times in front of her, until

the girls sound asleep in satisfaction, but she was still in this almost torturous pleasure.
In the morning, I was naturally woken up by Kanako's superb oral skills. Besides releasing one shot into her throat, I also

gave Miho another one during the morning bath. I've been quite exhausted lately, and if it weren't for Ibuki taking care of me, I think

it would have been hard not to be exhausted; hence, I seem to have some dark circles under my eyes today, and I need to replenish myself properly.
The child hadn't slept all night, and in a daze, she hadn't reached orgasm. She remained

in a state of constant arousal, like a doll hanging upside down, half-kneeling on the floor, her entire lower body wet, her skin

and lips exuding an incredible flush.
After instructing everyone on the preparations, I left the work to them and set off first... That's

why I was able to slowly stroll to school alone this morning.
After I left, Kanako and the others, as instructed, removed Ichiko from her clothes, gave her some nutritional

drinks to sober her up, changed her into her uniform, and then half-carried, half-dragged her to school through the back door.
The last class of the morning was a co-educational class, so Ichiko, Miho, Haruka, and I had the opportunity to gather together.
Because I had tampered with the class beforehand, this "co-educational health education" class was

taught . At the teacher's command, each group was separated, and all the male students couldn't hide their jealousy as they all glared

at me, the "lucky guy surrounded by three beauties," with a sharpness I believe could kill a cobra.
As for the seating arrangement, my group was naturally placed in the corner of the last row of the classroom, so I could freely

grope and lewdly ravage the school's beauties. The restless Haruka had already bent down and unzipped my pants to start sucking, while my

left hand reached into Miho's skirt to explore her flexible and adorable allure; and then the real game began.
Sitting in front, still somewhat dazed, the two restless objects inside her, like dead snakes,

suddenly "awakened," frantically twisting and shaking. Her silicone bra also began to writhe restlessly,

feeding on her entire breasts! —This was, of course, because I had turned on the right-hand controller.
The sudden surge of pleasure made the child's whole body stiffen; her eyes widened, her mouth opened and closed like a dead fish,

unable to utter a single word. Her desire had been bottled up all night, so in less than thirty seconds she had reached a trance-

like climax. According to Haruka, who was serving me at the time, what she saw when she glanced sideways was

the first time she had ever seen someone gush through the gap between the chair and her skirt. The child's lower body looked as if it had just been dragged out of a water tank

; her skirt, petticoat, chair, stockings, shoes, and the floor were all soaked and transparent. What I

saw from the table was that after a few spasms, the child slumped in the chair like a dead person.

If still breathing, I probably would have thought she was going to die.
After that, with each turn of my remote control on and off, the child experienced this at least three more times. It wasn't until near the end of

class when I realized that the situation under the child's body could no longer be hidden from others, that I took out another remote control and made

the vibrating ball inside Ibuki vibrate three times. This was a code, indicating that things had gone too far and Ibuki needed to help clean up the mess.
Ibuki, stimulated by the vibrating ball, showed no outward change and naturally

shifted the topic of the lesson to the outdoors, successfully leading the students outside the classroom. At this time, Haruka picked up a mop and rag to

clean up mess, while Miho and I took the still-orgasmic and delirious child to the infirmary.
During lunch break, the entire harem of beauties arrived. When the gentle Miyuki removed Chiko's dress,

half a cup of water could be squeezed out of it. The women stripped Chiko of all her clothes, leaving only her

tight-fitting bodysuit . Ibuki injected Chiko with glucose and vitamins. After a while, Chiko slowly

regained consciousness, but remained extremely weak, a far cry from her usual seductive and fiery self.
"Do you know your mistake, Chiko?" I asked softly. Chiko could only nod weakly in response.

The vibrator was still on, and everyone could see Chiko's breasts trembling and her abdomen twitching.
I turned off the power, and all of Chiko's "movements" instantly subsided. Ibuki and Miyuki gently

peeled away the second layer of skin that had tormented her for so long.
When the bra was removed, Chiko's breasts were revealed to be red and swollen, with many dark marks from the silicone

massage . When the lower abdomen was removed, the two vibrators easily

slid out . The vaginal fluid flowing from the openings soaked the bed in the infirmary. The two

openings beneath her continued to open and close, yearning for sensual comfort. Haruka kindly tucked the pulled-out sections of flesh back inside

her , her fingers still being sucked in, demonstrating the child's strong libido.
"Child," Ibuki spoke, "Because you've been played with by this clothing for so long, you

probably haven't recovered your senses yet, still thinking the vibrators are still inside you.

It'll to recover."
The child could only nod weakly, unable to say anything. Seeing this, my

desire rose again.
"Ibuki," I said.
"Yes, Mamoru, is there anything you need?" Ibuki replied respectfully.
"Why don't you try this outfit on? Wear it and suck me!"
"...Yes, Mamoru."
Amidst the girls' curiosity, Ibuki casually took off her clothes, revealing a luxurious silk bodysuit underneath.

Without hesitation, Ibuki stripped naked, displaying her beautiful, voluptuous figure to everyone. It was clear that

Haruka and the other "little girls" couldn't help but wear expressions of jealousy and envy on their faces.
Because Ibuki's figure was already quite voluptuous, and the latex bodysuit was very stretchy, the larger Ibuki

was able to put on the outfit effortlessly. The vibrating ball that had been inside her earlier had also been removed. Now that

Ibuki had two large objects inside her, she didn't need such a small toy. Ibuki gracefully lowered herself, smiled sweetly, and buried her head between my legs, beginning to tease my penis
with the exceptional oral skills of a mature woman .

She swallowed it deeply, the tip rubbing against her palate and tongue, her cheeks sucking forcefully

; Ibuki faithfully used the most effective and stimulating method to make me quickly swell.
Seizing the opportunity, I also turned on the power, letting the object inside Ibuki's body begin to rotate, her chest vibrating.
Haruka and Kanako, not wanting to be left out, joined in, not only caressing each other but also

deliberately rubbing against Ibuki's sensitive areas. Then one after another, in no time, the entire infirmary was like a chain reaction, everyone drowning in

lust.
That noon, the scene of passion in the infirmary was even more intense than usual.
Normally, due to Ibuki's status at school, I couldn't spend too much time with her, but today it was unusually smooth,

and since my goal of disciplining the child had been achieved, I naturally thought of using the afternoon to intensify our game.
As the lunch break was about to end, the girls left in twos and threes, leaving only the exhausted child still lying on the bed

resting . Ibuki also took off that crazy bodysuit.
Wearing this bodysuit for nearly an hour, Ibuki reached orgasm three times in between, and even now, after taking it off, her face

was still flushed, her lust at its peak. Since I had made up my mind, I didn't intend to let Ibuki go.
"Ibuki." I called Ibuki, who had dried her clothes and returned to her female infirmary doctor form, to my side.
Ibuki's outfits are always beautiful; she's a mature woman who knows how to use clothes to flatter her

curves . A slightly fitted cotton top and short-shouldered jacket, paired with a narrow skirt, stockings, and high-heeled sandals, create an elegant and refreshing look, completely unlike the slut who

had just been depicted with an electric dildo implanted inside her and licking male symbols. 　　Ibuki stood before me, her gentle demeanor like a lamb. My hands roamed restlessly over her chest, occasionally making her laugh. I pulled Ibuki's skirt up to her hips, revealing her lower body adorned with stockings and a silk bodysuit, gently caressing her still-wet area. 　　"Mmm..." Ibuki murmured softly in pleasure, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as I played with her. 　　Because her daughter was on sick leave at the infirmary, Miho had brought her schoolbag with her. The child 's schoolbag contained few books, but a considerable amount of sex toys, lubricants, and condoms. The more I got to know her, the more I realized she was truly a born slut. Sometimes, even without deliberately controlling her mind, a slight hint would elicit a response of dozens of times more passion and lust. 　　I rummaged through the child's schoolbag and found a long, rod-shaped wireless remote-controlled vibrator. After pulling down Ibuki's panties, I inserted it into her vagina. Because it was already slippery, it went in almost effortlessly . After inserting it, I pulled down Ibuki's narrow skirt, so that it was completely undetectable from the outside. I carefully stored her panties in my pocket. 　　"Ibuki," I commanded, "Let's have class like this this afternoon." 　　"...Yes, Mamoru." 　　Besides health education, Ibuki also taught basic biology, and this was her afternoon class. While Ibuki was seemingly lecturing loudly on the podium, I was already restlessly turning the remote control on and off. Just imagining her having to pretend to be serious while enduring intense pleasure and the tension of the vibrator possibly falling out of her legs was enough to make me strong. The afternoon wasn't very hot, but Ibuki's forehead was covered in light sweat... 　　The bell rang, and the students dispersed, but Ibuki was still slowly standing at the podium, pretending to tidy herself up . I knew she was too exhausted to move her legs even an inch. 　　With no one around, I openly walked up to the podium and squatted behind Ibuki's shapely buttocks, carefully observing the trembling predicament of her two jade-like legs. Her stockings were completely wet, but because they were completely wet and the color was uniform, no one noticed. 　　I pressed my ear to Ibuki's buttocks and turned on the remote control again... 　　"Ughhhhhh" The buzzing sound, accompanied by a slight, wave-like vibration, made my ears tingle. I smiled faintly, rolled up my skirt again, revealing a small, damp patch of skin. 　　"You can come out now, Ibuki..." As I released the command, a large amount of liquid gushed out between Ibuki's legs, and the vibrator fell to the ground along with the vaginal fluid, rattling loudly on the podium. Ibuki trembled all over, her face no longer displaying a serious teaching demeanor, but rather a flushed, lustful expression. Her legs slowly opened and closed like a living creature, yearning for something to fill her insides. 　　I stood up, turned off the remote control, unzipped my pants to let my penis pop out, and without a word, inserted it directly into Ibuki 's vagina, letting the writhing layers of flesh rub against itself for pleasure. 　　The scraping motion of the vaginal walls made me feel numb from my tailbone to the back of my head, incredibly comfortable. After enduring for a minute , we finally started moving, the rapid, large-amplitude thrusting lasting only a few minutes before Ibuki and I both ejaculated! 　　After a long while, as my breathing subsided, I slowly withdrew my limp, shrunken penis. A thin white , making the once dry podium wet again. 　　The sun was setting, and the cawing of crows was unbearably loud. After Ibuki cleaned me up with her tongue, I walked home alone, a rare occurrence for me, and a sudden, indescribable emptiness welled up inside me. 　　Reflecting on the past few months, since I gained that magical power, my life had been both alluring and absurd. Having been through so much, I was no longer the timid fool I once was, and I had become quite adept at understanding women. On my way home, I pondered deeply, and a sense of uncertainty about the future crept in. 　　"This kind of life..." I thought and thought, and naturally, this thought came to mind: "...shouldn't it be coming to an end ?" 　　I don't know if I was too engrossed in my thoughts or what, but I didn't even notice the traffic light flashing slightly. A truck swerved around the corner and knocked me off my feet, sending me flying to the side of the road. 　　In the instant I was hit, a thought flashed through my mind: "Ah! So that's how it is!" I knew my wish had come true, this would be the chance for me to return to an ordinary life. Incredibly, I felt no regret whatsoever. Only as I was about to lose consciousness did the image of Miyuki involuntarily flash through my mind... 　　(Miyuki...) 　　(I feel like she's the one I've wronged the most...) 　　(Why is that...?) 　　I calmly pondered in the still sea, when suddenly a bright light and a cacophony of sounds dragged me out. 　　I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was Miyuki's crying face. My head ached, and I was still a little dazed, not quite understanding my surroundings. 　　Then my vision expanded, and I found myself lying on a hospital bed. My father looked relieved, but my mother was crying uncontrollably...

Three more months passed. My injuries from the car accident had gradually healed, and I received many visits—

classmates and girls alike. Strangely, they seemed to remember

the intimate moments we'd shared over the past few months; everyone just came to comfort me like an ordinary classmate. Only

Miyuki . Our relationship progressed rapidly, and everyone unequivocally considered Miyuki my

girlfriend.
During rehabilitation, I strolled with Miyuki along the maple-lined path outside the hospital. Amidst our laughter and conversation, I suddenly remembered

the last wish I'd made that day, and a realization dawned on me
… Perhaps this wasn't the end, but another
beginning

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