Rabbit-shaped anti-wolf alarm for vending machines

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The saying "clocking in and out, responsibility after work" perfectly describes my life.

Around 1 a.m., I'm about to leave the company, get home, shower, and go straight to bed, only to have to go back to work at 8 a.m.

This kind of life has been going on since I entered the workforce. I should have listened to my friends' advice and changed jobs sooner; maybe things would be a little better. But it's too late now. Changing jobs isn't easy, and I don't know how much longer I can stay in this one.

Right now, I'm just busy but not productive; the money I earn is basically for future medical expenses.

On my way home, besides the 24-hour convenience stores, there are also those recently popular vending machines—truly annoying things.

Making money is really easy. All you need is a shop, a few claw machines, and you can make a living off them. You can even hire a machine operator to share the risk.

The only expenses are the initial machines and inventory, and the monthly electricity bill, which is very cheap. There are no other extra taxes to pay, so it's basically a guaranteed profit.

Although this kind of thing has been around for a while, it's become increasingly rampant. Recently, even a bakery closed down and switched to this business.

Strange, when did another one open here? And the lights aren't even on, just the machine lights. Even if they're trying to cut costs, they wouldn't leave the lights off. Oh well, forget about it. I need to go home, shower, and sleep. I have to go to work in the morning.

What's going on? I should be home by now. There are no traffic lights at this hour, so I shouldn't be lost after riding for almost ten years.

The scenery around me keeps repeating itself, circling the store like a ghost wall. My phone shows no service, and even the time seems frozen. I start to wonder if I'm dreaming, or if I've been haunted on my way home from work, or if this newly opened store is the culprit.

Although I don't believe in such supernatural things, I can't be too stubborn if it happens, so I went into the store anyway.

"Welcome, meow! How can I help you, meow?"

A petite girl wearing cat ears and a maid outfit came up to me.

"I'm a waiter here. What's wrong, meow?"

"I think I'm lost. My phone has no signal. Can you tell me my location?"

"I'm sorry, you're not lost. This shop is what attracted you, meow. The things inside these machines are magical items that can change your life. Want to try them out, meow?"

"I'm sorry, I don't believe in that kind of thing, so don't tell me that. Also, I might be embarrassed to say this, but you're still young. Don't do this kind of work that requires staying up all night; it's bad for your health in the long run."

"Oh, I see! That's a pity. If you want to leave, just walk out and you'll be back on the same path."

"Thank you, goodbye."

"We probably won't see each other again. Do you want to live this kind of life? This opportunity won't come again. Since this shop has attracted you, you'll definitely get something if you want it, but I can't guarantee what the consequences will be, meow."

"You saying you'll definitely get something sounds strange."

"Yes, you'll basically get the item on your first try, but I don't accept exchanges, meow."

"Just once. If I don't get it, I'll just leave."

"Please take your time choosing, since time doesn't flow here, meow. But please don't sleep here, or I'll do something bad to you, meow."

"Take my time choosing, I can see the actual items."

"It's like finding a girlfriend; once you meet one, you have a special feeling, meow."

Weaving through the numerous claw machines, I finally arrived at one, feeling like I was about to gain something from it—perhaps that was the special feeling she was talking about.

Honestly, this was my first time playing a claw machine. Besides the basic controls, I didn't know any special techniques. Watching the claw pull down to grab an item, it picked up a small black box, which then fell into the prize dispenser.

"Congratulations, have a wonderful new life, meow. And I'm a guy, meow."

The maid slightly lifted her skirt, revealing an unseen bulge under her underwear.

A flash of white light, and when I came to my senses, I was already in my room, holding the small black box I'd just won, and I'd gotten home earlier than usual.

Inside the box is a rabbit-shaped anti-pervert alarm, the kind that elementary school girls would typically keep on their backpacks to protect themselves from perverts. A note is also included.

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Rabbit-shaped Anti-pervert Alarm

Anti-pervert alarms are essential for modern elementary school students to avoid harassment from suspicious individuals. However, officially issued alarms are too plain, hence the cute rabbit-shaped alarm, making you a cute elementary school girl.

How to use:

1. Wear this product on your everyday backpack or briefcase.

2. Use the backpack or briefcase with this product on for more than one day.

3. Please go to bed before 10 PM to ensure you get enough sleep.

4. Maintain this for several days.

PS:

1. Please ensure all steps above are followed. Removing the item during the process will reset the calculation.

2. This item is not guaranteed to look the same after use.

3. This item can be used on others.

4. Everyone's perception will be altered except for the user and the user.

5. This process is irreversible.

6. This item is for one person only and expires immediately after use.

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While this thing might really have such magical power, the conditions are quite strict. Just going to bed before 10 pm and getting enough sleep is almost impossible for me right now. It's more realistic to take a shower early and go to bed as soon as possible, since I have to continue working tomorrow morning.

"Hey! Come to my office right now, I have something important to tell you."

My supervisor said this to me when I was clocking in. Basically, being called over is never a good thing; the worst that could happen is getting fired.

"I'm sorry, there is a resignation form for you to fill out. You can just hand over and clean up this week. Your salary will be calculated into this week, and you don't have to work overtime. If you finish it early, you can leave early. This month's salary and related expenses will be transferred to your salary transfer account on the next pay day."

The process and result were expected. Although I was fired, I felt a lot more relaxed, but I had no plans for what happened next.

This incident spread quickly in the office, and my colleagues all expressed regret, but some also wished me a better job. They had all kinds of emotions, after all, I have worked here for a long time.

Today I left work at a normal time, something I hadn't done in a long time. I hadn't seen the sun before it set in ages. I bought a bento box for dinner and went home. After working overtime for so long, suddenly having so much free time felt a little strange.

After dinner and showering, it was only a little past 7 p.m., which was still a long time before bedtime. So I decided to go online and browse some things to kill time.

There's a topic that caught my attention on a certain forum—items that can change your life.

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【Discussion】Items that can change your life

. I've heard there's a vending machine shop that sells items that can change your life. Rather than changing your current life, it might be more accurate to say you'll have a completely different life.

However, no one knows the shop's actual location or who owns it; perhaps it's just a rumor.

I'm sharing it here.

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"How could there be such a good thing?"

"If I could, I really want to escape this life that's like a pile of shit."

"It looks fake no matter how you look at it."

The comments below were unsurprisingly skeptical or negative, until one particular comment.

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[Discussion] re: Tools that can change your life

Hi everyone!

Let me tell you about someone else's experience, first, here's a photo.

(The picture shows two stylishly dressed hot girls)

The one on the right is cute me.

The girl on the left used to be a high-achieving, strict discipline monitor! And she was a man, who would have thought!

But nobody except her and me knew this; she was a delinquent from the start.

All because of that gold bracelet she wore on her wrist!

Anyone who wore this bracelet would instantly become a glamorous girl!

She got the bracelet from a weird claw machine arcade. The machines there were all black boxes, you couldn't see the contents at all, and they kept spouting nonsense about you getting it naturally. But she won on her first try—so satisfying! It's

such a shame it can only be used once. I really want that bald-headed discipline master to try it out; I wonder what would happen.

Finally, if you want to book, add me on LinkedIn (******), and I guarantee a fair price.

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"Really!?"

"No way! This doesn't look like a man at all." "

This is clearly a fabricated story for soliciting prostitutes. Isn't the moderator going to do anything about it?"

Seeing the similarities between this reply and the shop I encountered, I not only doubted the authenticity of the charm I had, but also felt a little tempted to try it out.

I put the charm on my usual briefcase and prepared to go to bed before 10 pm. Going to bed so early was really unusual for me.

The next morning, probably because I went to bed early the night before, I felt more energetic than usual.

"Hey! You seem pretty energetic. It feels great not having to work overtime."

"Yeah! But I'm going to lose my job."

"Don't be so pessimistic, your next job will be better."

Today's work was the same as yesterday. I just needed to finish up what I had to do. Tomorrow I'll organize my belongings, go to HR to confirm everything, and finally return the ID card.

Then I worked as usual. Maybe it's because I'm about to leave, but I feel particularly happy.

Today I left work at the usual time. On my way home, something caught my eye—a magazine called "Star Idol."

Star Idol is a children's idol anime. The protagonist is a 13-year-old girl who attends an idol academy and strives to become a successful idol.

I thought the idol performance outfits worn by the protagonists in the magazine were so cute. Not just cute, but I wanted to wear those outfits and perform on a lively stage.

A chance encounter with a stranger snapped me back to reality.

What was I thinking? I'm over 30! How could I have such thoughts, especially about a teenage idol outfit?

I quickly dismissed the idea and rushed home to buy dinner.

Later that evening, I watched a bit of "Star Idol."

The plot revolved around dreams and hard work, filling children with hope for the future. But for someone like me, already in the workforce, it felt a bit awkward. My dreams had already been shattered by reality, and hard work didn't guarantee success.

As I watched, it got past nine o'clock at night. It was time to go to sleep. Since yesterday, I've been wanting to go to bed earlier and can't stay up late anymore, even though I was working overtime just a few days ago. I guess my body needs a good rest after staying up too long!

"Dreams can't just be imagined; they can become reality?"

"Regret is definitely not for you."

"Move forward with passion and courage."

"Star Light?"

I dreamed of a loli with brown wavy twin tails and a bright red bow headband, and red eyes. She wore a pink dress decorated with many red ribbons and bows, and the cuffs and hem were adorned with lace. She wore high-heeled sandals decorated with stars.

She was singing the theme song of Star Idol on a gorgeous stage, and the audience cheered.

I woke up, and there was the same ceiling as always. It's true what they say, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. I watched "Super Idol" before bed, which led to this dream.

Today should be my last day at work, and I feel incredibly excited. Is this what they mean by the biggest feeling of leaving a job? " Thank you

for your hard work." "Thank you for everything." My colleagues came to say goodbye as I left. Actually, I'm quite popular in the office. "Thank you everyone, see you later." After a brief farewell, I left the company with my belongings. On the way, I stopped at a cake shop; I suddenly had a sweet tooth. Back home, I had an urge to finish watching "Super Idol," even though nothing really appealed to me, I still wanted to watch episode after episode. The chocolate cake I just bought was sweet and creamy. I don't usually eat sweets, but today I felt different; I was craving something sweet, and even thought I could have it for dinner. On the other hand, I couldn't drink the coffee at all. It was unbearably bitter. I used to drink it almost like water, but now I couldn't even swallow a sip. It was time to sleep again. Life had become routine; at a fixed time, my body naturally wanted to sleep, and I couldn't stay up late. "Who are you?" Standing before me was the girl from my dream yesterday. "I'm Himegami Hoshimu, currently a fifth-grade elementary school student, striving to become an idol." "And you are me. Haven't you noticed? You're the same height as me now. Look at yourself." "Huh!?"

I looked down with a puzzled expression. She was wearing a long-sleeved white sailor uniform with a blue collar, a matching skirt, white socks, and black shoes, just like the girl in front of me.

"No! This must be a dream!"

I exclaimed, my voice sounding like a girl's.

"It's a dream now, but it's about to become reality."

"No...don't."

My body moved against my will.

"Actually! Hoshino is a perverted girl!"

My body mimicked Hoshino's movements, one hand pulling up her skirt, the other massaging her vulva through her pure white panties. As her love juices flowed out, the color of her panties gradually darkened.

"Huh?...This is...um?...What does this feel like?"

A strange pleasure came from below, a tingling, numb sensation.

"Hey~ Look, you're already this wet with just a little stimulation, you're such a lewd little brat."

Her fingers gently pulled back her panties, revealing her secret garden, and she played with her fingers, which were moistened with her love juice.

"But you can't put your fingers in there! Because that place belongs to your beloved, you can't just mess with it."

"Isn't that right, Xingmeng?"

"Xingmeng, I'm not Xingmeng!"

What was I just saying?

"Hmm~ Next, here."

She lifted her shirt, revealing her slightly protruding breasts.

"I heard that massaging your breasts a lot will make them bigger."

Her hands continued to massage her breasts uncontrollably, but the sensation wasn't as intense as before.

"Eek?~~~~~"

Suddenly, her fingers pinched her nipple, and an instant wave of pleasure rushed to her head.

"Oh dear, how can you spread your legs like that? It's so unladylike."

I unconsciously opened my legs because of my orgasm, and Xingmeng in front of me did the same.

"Did you notice? If you had resisted my control at the beginning, you might have been able to escape, but it's too late now."

"Shiny Change!"

A white light enveloped us, and my clothes turned into particles of light, transforming into the performance costume I saw yesterday. Xingmeng and I, wearing the same clothes, stood on the stage like twins.

The music started, and my body moved with it. My will told me I should resist, but my body swayed happily, and my rebellious heart melted away.

"Anyone can be an idol as long as they have a shining heart?"

"Moving forward with a beautiful and proud dream?"

"Star Light?"

The performance ended, and the audience applauded, feeling satisfied.

"How did it feel, Star Dream?"

"Spreading joy with songs and dances was amazing."

I kissed her on the lips.

"Your first kiss is for the one you love."

"The one you love."

We said in unison.

"What does it matter? This is a dream, and the person is yourself, it's okay."

"Goodbye, Star Dream."

"It's not goodbye, I am you, we'll always be together."

We hugged and kissed each other one last time.

I woke up, and there was a pink ceiling in front of me.

My room was decorated in pink, and there were posters of "Star Light Idol" on the walls.

I took off my pajamas, changed into my school uniform, slung my red backpack over my shoulder (with a rabbit-shaped anti-wolf alarm hanging on it), and struck a pose in front of the mirror.

"I'm Himegami Hoshimu, and I'm working hard to become an idol. Let's do our best today!"

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