The Stocking Demon King 15 - The Price of Lewdness 16 - First Taste of Female Shame

The Great Demon King of Stockings 15 - The Price of Lewdness

(Author: Alpha Wing)

Before I knew it, it was already dawn. I had been searching for Kotono and Kissing for about three hours. Even if my magic power had slightly recovered, allowing me to search in the sky, the dark night sky would still be their protection. As for Saori, needless to say, without magic power, she was just an ordinary person, blindly groping around. She persisted in trying her luck only because she was worried about Kotono. Suddenly, a purple aura appeared in the sky about ten millimeters north of the suburbs. It was powerful magic power, and I had a bad feeling, but I still rushed over to check.

"Kissing!!" I saw a blonde girl with black wings standing on a piece of wasteland in the distance, and I shouted without thinking.

"Hi~ Yota~ Look, look! I summoned the Familiar Emperor." A woman floated beside her, surrounded by a huge ball of light, so dazzling that it was almost impossible to see clearly. But the light quickly disappeared; the image before me was simply too captivating. This woman appeared to be a human around twenty years old, with soft, pink hair like fine threads, and a delicate, ethereal face. Because she was naked, I could see every inch of her smooth skin. Her breasts were incredibly full, standing erect without any sign of sagging; even without touching them, their softness and elasticity were evident. She also had a slender waist and shapely legs, even her nails were undeniably beautiful. The only truly striking feature was the three pairs of crystal-like wings on her back. I was completely mesmerized, and even when Kissing called to me repeatedly, I didn't respond.

"This…this is the Familiar Emperor? It's unbelievable…" At first, I thought the Familiar Emperor would be a vicious monster, but instead, she possessed such a beautiful body, almost surpassing even Saori, Kotono, and Kissing. She slowly descended to the ground, then opened her eyes and smiled at me. My senses, which had just begun to return to normal, were immediately drawn back to her large, watery eyes.

"Kissine, did you summon me?" The Emperor glanced at Kissine.

"Yes!!" Kissine readily replied.

"Are you the caster of black magic?" The Emperor looked at me.

"Uh...yes...I am..." I hadn't felt shy around a woman in a long time.

"Nice to meet you. I am the Emperor of the familiars, named Lucifer. I already know about your situation, and I am truly grateful. My servant (referring to Kissine) has caused you trouble, and you have suffered quite a bit at the hands of the angels." She came over and took my hands in gratitude. I felt that her hands were very soft.

"No...don't be so polite...ha...hahahaha." I had always thought that the familiar emperor that Saori and Kotono wanted to eliminate was a great demon, so how come the one who appeared now was an extremely beautiful woman, and also very gentle and polite? It was really puzzling.

"Yota...your...down there is a bulge...is it because I'm making you uncomfortable?" The Emperor moved closer, and her soft breasts were already pressing against my chest.

"No...this...this is just...I..." I couldn't stand her watery eyes and the irresistible fragrance emanating from her body; my penis was almost bursting out of my pants.

"It's alright...I can make you feel good..." Lucifer knelt down in front of me and unzipped my pants. Although I didn't quite understand why a "king" would kneel before someone, I thought that familiars probably didn't have concepts of kneeling or hierarchy. At least, Lucifer and Christine's conversation seemed like that of friends. But obviously, I didn't think much of it. After my pants were loosened, my penis slapped Lucifer's face with a "smack."

"I'm...I'm sorry...are you alright?" I quickly apologized to her. Actually, I didn't see her as an emperor or empress. Anyway, any man would be especially tender towards such a beautiful woman.

"No...it's alright...Yota, your penis is so big, can Lucifer eat it?" Lucifer held my penis with both hands, her lips almost touching it.

"Yes!! Of course!!" Could any man in the world refuse such a question from a woman? Lucifer lowered her head, her tender, pink lips taking my purplish-red glans into her mouth, and began to move back and forth.

"Oh…! So…so good…the first time…so good…mmm…" Even though I'm a seasoned veteran, I couldn't withstand a woman's oral sex alone; my lower body was almost numb, unable to stand. Was this the power of the Demon Emperor? Her lips moved rapidly back and forth on my large penis, yet she still managed to lick the urethral opening with her tongue, the suction so strong it almost pulled out my semen. Ah…I can't take it anymore, she even inserted her fingers into my anus to stir. In less than a minute, after Lucifer's fingers gently pressed my prostate, semen gushed out in a continuous stream. Lucifer closed her eyes, a look of enjoyment on her face as she swallowed my semen. But after all, the amount of semen I ejaculated was still something to be proud of. When her little mouth couldn't swallow it all, she had to spit out my penis, letting the semen slowly flow into her cleavage.

"Mmm... Yang Tai is so amazing, you've ejaculated so much and you're still so energetic. Can you insert it into Lucifer's little hole this time?" I thought she would tease me about premature ejaculation, but she actually praised me. She even struck a paparazzi pose, ready for me to insert it. I absolutely believed that the person in front of me wasn't human, because human women could never be so understanding. Now I could clearly see her little hole. My god, it was so tender, I almost didn't want to pluck it, pink and peach-like, like a bud about to bloom.

"Mmm... please... be gentle..." I didn't actually use any force, just gently parted her labia minora. Honey-like fluid flowed out like a torrent. I let my already swollen penis slowly force open Lucifer's pink labia, and slowly thrust forward. To my surprise, Lucifer looked pitiful, like a virgin enduring her first time, completely unlike an actress. Fortunately, Lucifer was very well-promoted, and my penis entered smoothly after a little bit. Although her vagina was narrow, it was quite elastic.

"Uh... how could this be? You're a virgin?" As I thrust in, I felt something being pierced, and blood gradually flowed out. I knew it was her hymen.

"Ugh... it's okay... please keep going..." I hadn't planned to stop anyway. Her vagina was warm and wet, incredibly pleasurable. I stopped thinking about it. Saori's mission to fight the Demon Emperor and protect humanity had long been forgotten with each thrust. I couldn't imagine what kind of disaster this delicate woman could bring to humanity. Right now, I just held her waist tightly and thrust harder into her hot, wet vagina.

"Ah... so comfortable... oh oh..." Lucifer's eyes were tightly closed, looking incredibly cute. I kneaded her breasts with both hands, and indeed, they had an incomparable feel. Admiring her skin closely, it was flawless, smooth to the touch. My uncontrollable desire was completely released into her breasts and her vagina.

"Uh...ah...so good...mmm...so good...ah...faster...play with...Lucifer's...nipples...oh!" So I did as she instructed, pushing against her breasts while teasing her already hardened nipples. Her moans were almost uncontrollable, saliva dripping from her lips. Though she looked innocent, she was being fucked like a wanton woman, screaming incoherently. Luckily, I had just ejaculated once, otherwise I would have ejaculated again when she twisted her waist.

I don't know how long this thrusting went on, my whole body almost numb with pleasure, I only knew that my thrusting movements were getting faster and faster. Lucifer was almost the same, her moans growing louder and sweeter. Her vagina contracted repeatedly, as if preparing to absorb my semen; I knew she was about to climax. Actually, I wasn't much better off. I had been holding back the whole time, but my lower body just wouldn't stop. Even though I rested a few times while changing positions, I couldn't take it again soon after penetration. Finally, just as I was about to burst from that overwhelming pleasure, I held Lucifer's soft body tightly and kissed her cherry lips fiercely. Our tongues intertwined as I ejaculated countless streams of semen deep inside her womb.

"Mmm... Ah... Oh... Mmmmmm!!!" She was also climaxing and wanted to scream, but I silenced her with a kiss, leaving her with her eyes tightly closed, accepting both my kiss and the thrusts of my penis. She endured my powerful ejaculation, her beautiful legs tightly wrapped around my waist, not letting me leave her even a millimeter, as if she wanted me to shoot every last drop of semen inside her. We both enjoyed the subtle pleasure of our fluids flowing within us. I felt incredibly happy and content, even if this was my last ejaculation, I was willing... In a daze, I heard Christine chant a strange incantation beside me, and my body felt lightheaded... Then I fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed before I woke up, feeling completely weak. I guess it was because I had made too much love. Opening my eyes and looking around, I saw Christine and Yota... Wait? I saw myself?! When I looked down at myself again... Ahh ... !! What?! I suddenly have a pair of breasts, and my... penis is gone, leaving only a thin slit with white liquid oozing out. What happened?!

"Kistine... what... uh... why am I speaking in a woman's voice?!" When I spoke, the voice was different from before; it was a sweet, feminine voice.

"Yota... I'm sorry, I need to borrow your body for a bit." Kissine stuck out her tongue and made a face, but I couldn't laugh at all.

"I didn't expect to break the archangel's seal so easily, and even get a body with such abundant magic power." Yota spoke in familiar words. "While the semen is still inside you, turning you into a sex slave right away wouldn't be bad, hehe..."

"No... I don't want to... ugh..." I immediately realized what was happening. My body had been switched with Lucifer's; it was Kissine. This girl knows magic that can manipulate other people's souls. After I made love with Lucifer, Kissine switched our bodies. Even worse, in this situation, I'm currently infiltrated by Yota's semen. If he were to use "sexual enslavement," I would be completely subservient to him. Does this mean my lower body will have to serve a man's penis? Be forced to do all sorts of shameful things? Listening to his muttering, my heart sank. Just moments ago I was in a paradise of lust, and now I'm about to fall into hell. Lust truly is a double-edged sword; I brought this upon myself.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!" Suddenly, a loud crash rang out as a wooden stick struck Yota on the back of the head, causing him to immediately collapse.

"Ah… Your Majesty… What happened?" Kirsten rushed to help the familiar emperor, who was now Yota. I would never forget the face of this savior—it was Kotono!!

"Hurry up and go!!" She pulled me away, my body trembling with fear. I watched as Kirsten called out to the emperor, my body receding further and further away.

It was dawn. Kotono and I, having escaped, contacted Saori and were able to settle in her house. Luckily, everyone was fast asleep, and we weren't discovered by anyone. Otherwise, two naked women walking on the street would surely have been raped.

"Kotono, I'm so glad you're alright... I was worried all night." Saori hugged Kotono immediately upon seeing her. Then, we each gave a brief report on what happened that night... There were just too many things that happened. First, I defeated and humiliated them both. Then, Saori and Kotono lost their magic power because they had sex with a man before their transformation, and as a result, they couldn't stop Kissing from summoning the Familiar Emperor.

"The Familiar Emperor was indeed summoned by Kissing. I could feel the magic power at that time. But even if it was summoned, the Familiar Emperor's soul should still be sealed by the magical angel who defeated it." Saori asked.

"I'm not quite sure either. When I regained consciousness, I only saw Yota casting a spell on this woman, so I immediately stopped him." Kotono and Saori looked at me at the same time.

"Actually... I am the real Youta." I replied to them in a female voice that even I couldn't stand.

"………………" The room was deathly silent; everyone seemed speechless.

"I said... I am the real Youta, and my body was taken by the Emperor." Then I heard two screams.

"You...you...you actually became a woman?!" Kotono was astonished beyond belief. I had no choice but to tell them the truth: I had committed a terrible crime because of my lust.

"Isn't that terrible?" After I finished speaking, we all asked her what happened. She explained: "I think that after the Archangel defeated the Emperor, he used his own body to seal his soul, so what was summoned must be the Archangel who sealed the Emperor's soul."

"No wonder I saw a crystal-like wing on this body back then. Speaking of which, why is it gone now?" I touched my back; it was smooth all over, and I didn't have the original wing.

"That's why I said it was bad. After you took the archangel's virginity, he lost his magic, and the seal was immediately broken, which is why his wings disappeared. Also, because your body is already half-human and half-familiar, Kissing was able to transfer the emperor's soul. If you were human, it wouldn't be so easy." One bad piece of news after another hit me. It turned out that Kissing had planned this all along, which was why she persuaded me to sell my body to the familiar. This time, I really lost completely.

"What? You're that perverted stocking demon king who's half-human and half-familiar?" Come to think of it, Kotono didn't know my identity before. "So it was this guy who caused us to be raped and humiliated. Now you're the one who turned into a woman. You deserve it~"

"Come on, Kotono, we also bear some responsibility." Even at this point, Saori was still willing to defend me. Or maybe everyone saw my dejected expression and even lost the desire to curse me. I think that after turning into a woman, my pitiful appearance would evoke more sympathy.

"So what can we do now?" Kotono asked.

"I don't know either... The Demon Emperor will definitely use Yota's body to invade humans... and we haven't recovered our magic power yet..." Saori said, and Kotono focused her anger on me again. Even without listening, I knew what she wanted to say: "It's all Yota's fault."

"Wait... then why didn't the Emperor and Christine chase after us? If they had just given Kotono and me a spell, we wouldn't have had to worry about anything." After a few seconds, I continued, "When I was still in Yota's body, my magic power was already almost depleted. Could it be that their magic power was also exhausted?"

"That's possible," Saori replied.

"Then they will definitely be invading humans to replenish their magic power now. As long as we catch them before they recover enough magic power, we can manage." Saori and Kotono seemed to agree. So, the next thing to do is play hide-and-seek with each other and see who can deal with the other first. Also, I need to find a way to get Christine to restore my body.

"That's true, but the Emperor will definitely summon low-level familiars to attack us. We also need to recover our magic power to fight them at any time. Kotono and I will gradually recover our magic power, but what about Yota?" Saori's question really baffled me. Before, I could gain magic power by constantly having sex, but now, does that mean I have to find a man to have sex with? "

Isn't Yota's body the body of an archangel? He can probably recover magic power naturally, just like us, as long as he doesn't have sex with a man in between. Maybe we can even transform and fight the familiars together." Kotono's statement surprised Saori and me, but if that's true, it's much better than having sex with a man.

"Hmm... that's true. Maybe the archangel's body will have even stronger magic power, enough to reseal the Demon King." Just as Saori finished speaking, the sun rose, as if everyone had regained a glimmer of hope. I saw that the two of them were exhausted after a night of ups and downs, so I suggested that they rest first and discuss it another day.

"That's true. Let's discuss the detailed battle plan at school tomorrow," Saori said.

"Wait...wait...how can I go back to school in my current state? I don't even have an identity," I immediately objected.

"Hehe~ It's okay, we're student council staff, we'll use a little trick to get you admitted too," Saori said confidently. "But first we need to give you a new name... your old name can't be used anymore."

"Huh?" I hadn't thought about that.

"Looking closely, Yota is actually a great beauty now, with fair skin and hair the color of cherry blossoms... Hmm... how about Shiratori Aizawa?" Saori suggested.

"Oh~ it's a nice name, from now on we'll call you 'Ai-chan' or 'Sakura-chan'." Even Kotono agreed. The two of them were very excited about my name and insisted that I accept it. I couldn't refuse their request, so for the time being I would live as "Shiratori Aizawa".

Saori lent me a set of clothes to take me home. Since it was still early, there were almost no people on the street. But I was still a little scared. What if the emperor suddenly appeared and raped me again, turning me into a sex slave? Speaking of which, all three of our bodies have had their virginity taken by the Emperor's current body, so if we are defeated and violated by him, we will definitely become his sex slaves. The more I think about it, the worse it gets. Fortunately, we returned home safely, but will my sister still recognize me?

"Master...you're back?" Yukina greeted me. She seemed to still be sleeping because she was wearing the transparent camisole nightgown and stockings I gave her.

"Yukina, you recognize me?" That's great. So even though our bodies were transferred, the sex slave magic was still working.

"...Hmm...it's a little strange...Master, it should be Brother...but you are clearly Yukina's Master." It seems her mind is still a little confused, which I can understand. I dragged her into the house first and then briefly explained the situation.

"Anyway, Yukina, just treat me as Yota's girlfriend for now, and let me stay here temporarily."

"Then Brother...no...if Sister Aisaku doesn't get her body back, then...then Yukina won't be able to enjoy your big cock anymore, right?" Yukina became worried. If I were still a boy, I would be very happy.

"Don't worry, brother still loves Yukina." I hugged her tightly. As expected, the warmth of family can put my mind at ease.

"Hehe~ Actually, I also want an older sister to love me..." This little girl really knows how to be cute. She was like this before, and she is now.

"By the way, Yukina... could you... teach me how to wear a bra?" I borrowed a bra from Saori's house, but it wasn't very comfortable to wear. After hearing this, Yukina couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Stocking Demon King 16 - First Taste of Female Shame

(Author: Alpha Wing)

At this time yesterday, I was thrusting my thick penis into my sister's tender hole. One day later, such a huge change occurred. The body with the proud penis was taken away, and in return, I got the body of a beautiful woman. Fortunately, my parents are not in the country for a long time, so I don't have to think about how to explain it to them; as for school, I'll just use sick leave as an excuse to miss classes for now. I also need to think about moving, since Christine knows my address and could potentially attack us at any time… the problems are endless. I should take a good shower and calm myself down. Actually, I'm quite curious about my body now that I'm a woman. While showering, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I'm about 166cm tall, with measurements of 89F-60-83, perfectly matching Saori and Kotono's figures. But these firm and large breasts must be quite a challenge to have. I was almost mesmerized by my own body. A beautiful face, snow-white skin, hair the color of cherry blossoms, not a single split end, each strand as smooth as silk—do magical angels all have such perfect bodies?

I gently pinched my pink nipples with my index and middle fingers, "Ah…" A strange pleasure immediately spread from my nipples throughout my body. I moved my right hand to her vulva and gently parted her labia. Although I had lost my virginity last night, it was still so tender and alluring. I only accidentally touched her clitoris and felt a comfortable, helpless sensation. After massaging it a little more, I was surprised to find that she was already wet, and fluid was slowly flowing from her vagina.

"Ah...it's so sensitive down there...mmm..." I was unconsciously intoxicated by the two sensations. Whether it was because my body was particularly sensitive or because all girls were like this, I didn't know. I spread my legs and looked in the mirror, seeing my vaginal opening slightly open. I boldly extended my middle finger and slowly inserted it into my vagina. "Ohhh..." A feeling like being electrocuted ran through my entire body. My vagina tightly gripped my finger. I continued to explore further, feeling the vaginal fluid increasing.

"No...how can I enjoy this...mmm...but...oh...I found the G-spot...I can't stop...ah...ahhh!!" My previous body was clearly a man, but now I was masturbating to a woman's body. My mind was blank. My fingers were digging randomly inside her vagina when I suddenly touched her G-spot. A surge of pleasure washed over me, and I ejaculated all over the bathroom. I was panting, savoring the afterglow of my orgasm. Unlike when I was a man, my lust hadn't subsided after the orgasm; instead, I wanted more stimulation. But in the end, I took a cold shower to suppress my desire.

I opened Yukina's drawer, hoping to find some women's clothes. But there wasn't a single decent one. The bras didn't fit, and the underwear was all thongs. As for outerwear, apart from the costumes for role-playing, the rest of her upper body clothing was mostly revealing, and she didn't wear any pants, only miniskirts. Actually, it was all my own fault. After making my sister a sex slave, I cleared out all her clothes and replaced them with sexy outfits to satisfy my desires. With almost no other choice, I chose a sleeveless white silk camisole and a pink pleated miniskirt, which looked the most respectable I could find. But I couldn't fit into my sister's bra, so my breasts were directly in contact with the tank top. Because the neckline was so low, her cleavage was clearly visible from the front, and if I bent over slightly, even her nipples would be exposed. As for the skirt, it was ridiculously short, barely covering my buttocks. For underwear, I had to wear a light blue lace thong. These sexy clothes were originally bought for Yukina, but now I had to wear them myself. As a man, I found these outfits quite pleasing to the eye; but as a woman, I felt ashamed. But it was too late to regret it now.

Then, in one of Yukina's drawers, I found a whole bunch of treasures—high-end stockings I had given her before, some still unopened. Now that I was a woman, I wanted to try wearing stockings. I untied a pair of peach-pink stockings, slowly rolled them up to my feet, and then slipped them on my toes. My heart was pounding, and my vagina began to leak fluid. I gently rolled the stockings up to my knees, then repeated the process with the other stocking. Holding the edge, I slowly pulled them up, covering my thighs and buttocks. Although it was my first time wearing stockings, the process was surprisingly smooth, because I'd seen my sister wear them so often (of course, I'd asked her to wear them for me). I adjusted the stockings slightly, ensuring the striking pink color was evenly distributed across every inch of my leg.

"Oh…it feels so beautiful…" I felt like I had truly become a woman, admiring my own beauty in the mirror. From the outside, my snow-white skin was subtly revealed beneath the pink stockings, something I'd observed on many women. But the feeling of being truly enveloped by stockings was a first for me; it was indescribably wonderful. I couldn't help but stroke my beautiful legs. These were indeed high-quality stockings; they felt incredibly smooth, and no matter how hard I stroked them, they didn't shift, remaining firmly against my tender skin. Before I knew it, my hand had touched the crotch of the stockings, where a wet patch had already formed.

"Ah...so good...ha...oh..." I couldn't help but revel in the pleasure of self-control, massaging my sensitive clitoris with my slender fingers. Even through the stockings and panties, the pleasure was already driving me crazy. No!! I have to stop. What am I doing? Getting excited just because I'm wearing women's clothes? I'm a man at heart!! Oh no, have I already become one with this body? Not only do I love pretty clothes, but I also feel ashamed of masturbating... Oh well, if I keep masturbating, my stockings will get so wet I can't wear them anymore. Finally, I tidied myself up a bit, put on a pair of white high heels, and went out the door.

On my way to the train station, I practiced walking in high heels. 10cm heels are really not easy to get used to. But I did understand why high heels are the best complement to beautiful legs. Because when wearing high heels, you have to work hard to maintain your balance, which makes your calves look stronger and longer. Meanwhile, I also noticed that I was attracting a lot of attention along the way, because my short skirt exposed my stockinged legs without any reservation. Many people stared lewdly at my thighs and chest, and some bolder ones even followed me, their eyes fixed on my beautiful, alluring legs and buttocks. Perhaps because I wasn't very comfortable walking, my hips swayed, unknowingly seducing them.

When I bought my ticket and walked up the platform steps, the men following me stared intently at the view under my skirt that I had involuntarily exposed, giving them a free feast for the eyes. If I hadn't been a man myself, and hadn't stared at women in short skirts every day, I probably would have found them very annoying. But a beautiful woman's private parts are indeed a rare sight, so I decided to consider it a good deed; after all, it wouldn't hurt them to look. In fact, being stared at by so many lewd eyes, I felt a little joyful and excited.

The train arrived, but because it was rush hour, the carriages were crowded. After boarding the train, I was squeezed into a corner, gripping the handrails tightly to avoid being bumped. Slowly, I sensed something was off about the atmosphere around me… Oh no! I'm a woman now, I should be in the women-only carriage. Am I just easy prey for perverts? Before I could even process what was happening, I felt several hands touching my lower body simultaneously. Some roughly rubbed my buttocks, others lightly brushed against my stockinged legs. I tried my best to stop their lewd acts, but no matter how I defended myself, they easily invaded my lower body; my skirt had already been rolled up!

"Ah…" I let out a soft cry. There were two or three men in suits in front of me, assaulting me in perfect unison. One held my hands firmly, one attacked from the front, and another groped me from behind. The three were quite tall, forming a human wall, preventing anyone outside from seeing what was happening to me.

At first, they were just testing the waters, lightly brushing the backs of their hands against my legs and buttocks. I don't have identification, so I can't call for help. If the police are alerted, it will be a big problem. Seeing that I'm just making some meaningless resistance, they probably assume I'm the kind of woman who's afraid of getting into trouble, and they start wantonly kneading my buttocks. Their strong fingers are completely embedded in my tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, as if they're savoring the fleshiness and elasticity of my beautiful buttocks.

(Ah... clearly... such bad technique... um... I actually... feel pleasure?...) A blush involuntarily spreads across my delicate face. I know the female body very well. These men are just enjoying their prey like wild beasts, not really caressing me with any skill. But my body is uncontrollably secreting vaginal fluid. Fortunately, it's all absorbed by my panties and stockings. I can't let them know... But even so, under my short skirt, my plump thighs and buttocks are being wantonly molested. My round, smooth buttocks are sometimes gently stroked, sometimes squeezed, sometimes peeled open, and sometimes squeezed inward.

"Miss...you're the most beautiful prey we've ever seen in our group of perverts..." one of the older perverts whispered in my ear.

"Please...don't do this anymore." It turned out to be a group of perverts; I knew there was no hope this time, but I still refused. Just as I was fully focused on my lower body, the pervert who spoke to me reached out his left hand and tightly grasped my breast through my vest, slowly kneading it.

"Oh...not only are you wearing a thong with straps on your lower body, but you're not even wearing a bra. Miss, are you looking down on men by going out dressed like this?" After noticing this, the pervert became even bolder, actually pulling up my vest, instantly exposing my fair and full breasts. My hands were firmly held behind my back, completely unable to stop him, and I could only stare dumbfounded at the two men staring at my enormous breasts.

"Damn slut... those breasts are so big and firm... I can't resist anymore." Two perverts who had been forming a human wall each grabbed a breast and sucked on the pink nipple.

"Ah... no... um..." Being violated was a minor issue; the most troublesome thing was that the human wall was no longer effective, and people nearby had already seen me breastfeeding two men. Everyone was stunned. The beautiful woman who had just entered the carriage was now having her breasts exposed and being played with by men. I could only close my eyes helplessly. As I expected, the people outside didn't intend to help; instead, they stared wide-eyed at this lamb among a pack of wolves. The perverts' actions were instead viewed as heroic. Even though my thong underwear was torn open, the audience responded with lewd laughter in support.

"Wow! She's not wearing a bra, how slutty!"
"Her figure is amazing, if only I could touch her breasts..."
"Oh!! She's wearing thongs, isn't that just to make it easier for men to fuck her?"
"I see, I see... no pubic hair outside her pussy... so slutty, she looks so innocent."

I didn't care about what others were saying about my body, my mind was only focused on the few hot sources in my lower body. I knew they had shamelessly pulled out their penises. But they didn't seem to care, instead rubbing back and forth on my buttocks, thighs and groin through the stockings.

"Mmm... ah... too... too much... mmm" The hard, hot penis, even through the thin stockings, was so hot, thick, hard, burning hot, I could almost feel the shape of the glans! The thick, long penis behind me had slowly forced its way between my tightly closed legs, its tip pressing firmly against the narrow space between my pubic bones and buttocks. The hot, hard penis was pressing against the base of my long legs. The stockings, which were originally meant to protect my lower body, had become an accomplice; their smooth texture, combined with my already soaked vulva, made it easier for the pervert to rub his penis against my vulva from behind. I never expected to be subjected to such blatant stimulation less than a day after becoming a woman. My heart pounded wildly, and my lust gradually rose. A few drops of vaginal fluid

seeped out of the stockings. "You're so wet from being violated by a stranger. You're really horny." The pervert behind me forcefully spread my legs apart, and now my position resembled that of someone having sex with me from behind.

"No... ah... don't do such lewd things..." My tearful pleas were useless, because I was now facing two lustful beasts.

"Hmph... Is this what the person wiggling their ass wants? It's not convincing at all..." I found myself unconsciously cooperating with the pervert's actions. He pinched my nipples and rubbed them rapidly back and forth. Soon, I felt my stockings become sticky and wet. I glanced down and saw white semen flowing down my crotch and thighs. Even so, the pervert's activities didn't stop; his penis continued to rub against my clitoris.

"Ah... no... ah... ah... I'm coming... oh oh oh oh..." My sensitive nipples and clitoris were being fondled by the pervert, and waves of pleasure assaulted my entire body. Finally, I couldn't hold back and climaxed, my juices flowing uncontrollably. If the pervert behind me hadn't been holding my buttocks firmly, I would have collapsed to the ground. But he was only trying to wipe his semen off my stockings and skirt.

"Hehe... Little beauty, not many people can climax so quickly. Next, I'll give you something even more pleasurable." The pervert in front of me tore a small hole in my stockings, then pressed the head of his penis against my vaginal opening. Was he going to penetrate me? No, I can't have sex with a man now, or I won't be able to store up any magic power; besides, I'm a man myself, how can I have sex with a man?! But my body didn't think that way. The opening and closing of my labia clearly urged that penis to penetrate me quickly. How shameless! He calls himself an archangel's body, but he's more lewd than a prostitute!!

My hands were still being held by the pervert behind me, so I didn't have to resist. The only thing I could do at that moment was to try to stand up as high as possible to prevent the penis from being penetrated so easily. Fortunately, Ai Ying's vagina was very tight, and the pervert tried several times but couldn't penetrate me.

"Let's see how long you can hold out?" The third pervert lifted my right leg, folding my calf and thigh so his penis could be trapped between them. Now, my body was only supported by the thin heel and the front of my high heel. The three perverts simultaneously caressed my body, and combined with my previous orgasm, I was already exhausted. As a result, my left leg gave way, and as my body pressed down, his glans was inserted into my vagina.

"Ah!..." I was being penetrated. But I didn't feel particularly disgusted; the feeling of my vagina being forced open and the feeling of fullness spread throughout my body. The pervert slowly moved in and out of my body, and I responded with soft moans. However, mixed with the sound of the train, the sound was completely inaudible. But my enjoyment of intercourse was seen by many people, and I noticed that some people had already taken out their phones to film. But being raped in front of so many people, my body was inexplicably excited.

"Oh...this girl's pussy...is so tight...it feels so good...ah..." The pervert panted in front of me, thrusting violently into my vagina, almost reaching the very bottom with each stroke; at the same time, I felt my neck and nipples being attacked by the pervert behind me; while the young pervert holding my right leg was vigorously fucking my pink stockings. My whole body was throbbing with blood, my consciousness was gradually fading, my breathing was rapid, and my body felt hot from lust.

"Oh...her thighs and stockings...mmm...the feeling is so good..."
"Such bouncy breasts...it's the first time I've ever touched them..."
"Ahhh...inside the vagina...it feels even better...I can't hold back...I'm about to cum...mmm..."

"Ugh...uh...no...mmm...I don't know...ah...will I get pregnant...mmm..." I don't even know if this body will get pregnant, but if I get inside...ugh, I can't stop it now. I understand that men like to get inside, not only because of the sense of conquest, but also because no one wants to leave the blissful pleasure.

"Ejaculating on the woman you like is every man's dream...ah...ya...I'm...I'm cumming...oh oh oh oh" The penis shot hot semen into my uterus, and my lower body, impacted by the semen, also emitted orgasmic signals. Then I almost lost consciousness, only knowing that my right foot and buttocks had become the battlefield of semen again. The perverts were too tired to hold my body anymore, and I could only sit blankly on the floor of the carriage, letting the vaginal fluid and semen flow out of my vagina. Being played with by three men in public, experiencing a frenzied sexual climax—this was an undeniable fact.

"The train is approaching the station, passengers please be careful of the doors..." An announcement brought me back to reality. After the train arrived, I followed the crowd, shaking off the perverts, and rushed out of the carriage without looking back.

Was that a dream? But the semen on my expensive stockings was undeniably real. I went to the restroom and finally managed to wipe it off. I was thinking of just not wearing any stockings, but my underwear was left in the carriage (probably the perverts' spoils), and without stockings, my short skirt wouldn't cover my private parts. If someone saw me, it would cause all sorts of trouble. So, I reluctantly made my way to the department store, wearing stockings ravaged by men's semen.

Then, quite a few things happened that cheered me up. Beautiful women definitely get different treatment; just a flirtatious glance at the male sales clerks was enough to win them over. While buying lingerie, the saleswoman complimented my figure.

"Miss, your breasts are so big and firm...and your waist is so slender...it's truly enviable." Without realizing it, I became as happy as a girl, and before I knew it, I'd bought a whole bunch of underwear and stockings. Open-crotch, tank tops, all sorts of colors—and all expensive, high-quality stuff. I really enjoyed choosing stockings, with so many gorgeous options to choose from. As a guy, even a slight glance would earn me strange looks from the saleswoman, but now I could buy them openly.

Next, I went into a shoe store and bought a pair of stilettos, ankle boots, and knee-high riding boots. I originally wanted flats, but I thought stockings looked best with heels, so I decided to try and resist. However, every clothing store I visited sold sexy short skirts and revealing tops, all because they were afraid of being targeted by the Demon King (i.e., my former self) and had switched to selling sexy women's clothing. Now I had no one to blame but myself for the consequences of my purchases. After a round of shopping, I bought a few tank tops, tight-fitting sportswear, crop tops, and several mini skirts and cheongsams. Luckily, with my current figure, I look alluring in anything I wear.

On the way home, I dared not take the train again and had to take a taxi. But while sitting in the back seat, my skirt rode up, revealing my entire stockinged legs. The driver kept staring at me in the rearview mirror, almost causing a traffic accident. Back home, I could finally relax, and I couldn't wait to try on my day's purchases. Hmm... I'll wear the red cheongsam; with my figure, it will definitely look good. Indeed, the form-fitting Chinese cheongsam is only truly flattering for women with large breasts, a small waist, and long, beautiful legs. Paired with black stockings and high heels, it's simply perfect. As I reveled in my own beauty, "Ding-dong..." the doorbell rang. It was probably Yukina coming home from school. I was about to show her my accomplishments for the day, but the person behind the door was...

"Shingo?!" Oh no, I'd let it slip. Ai-o shouldn't know him. It was all because he was the unexpected guest.

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" He seemed even more surprised than I was. The person who answered the door was a beautiful woman he didn't recognize, yet who recognized him.

"I... I'm Shiratori Ai-o, and I'm Yota's girlfriend. Yota often mentions you to me, so I know you must be Shingo." Having no other choice, I had to lie. After all, only I could expose this lie.

"Ahhhhhhh~~ This kid actually hooked up with a beauty like this!" Even though Shingo didn't say it aloud, I could tell what he was thinking from his expression.

"What brings you here?" I asked.

"Yukina said he's sick, and I just wanted to come see him." I didn't believe Shingo would be so kind; he was just asking me for favors anyway.

"Yeah... he seems to have some kind of serious illness and is at the hospital now." I said this, obviously to keep him out of the way.

"I see... which hospital is he in?" He pretended to be concerned for a friend, looking at me, a beautiful woman.

"Yota said he doesn't want to be bothered, so I can't say. He won't be back for a while, if he does..." I wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

"Well, there's nothing I can do... so, Miss Shiratori, are you watching the house for Yota?" This guy still wouldn't give up; how long was he going to keep trying to pick me up? No wonder he still doesn't have a girlfriend; his flirting skills are infuriating.

"Yes." I smiled at him, trying to be patient. Seeing that I wasn't interested, he turned to leave, but then suddenly turned back.

"Excuse me, could I use the restroom?" He actually resorted to this. Oh well, what's wrong with letting him use it? I'll kick him out after he's done. I invited him in, pointed out the location of the restroom, and then continued tidying up the clothes I had just bought.

"Miss Shiratori... Excuse me, I'm in a bit of trouble here, could you come and help?" What's wrong with this guy now? Always troublesome things. I walked out of my room and slowly made my way to the bathroom when suddenly someone grabbed me from behind and threw me onto the sofa. Before I could even react, Shingo was on top of me...

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