[Rinse is the producer's stuff] [Author: wrl19890312]

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Author: wrl19890312
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"Excuse me... Is this the apartment where the producer lives?"
"Relax, I don't have anything fancy to offer you."
On a day off, the producer invited Rin to his home.
It was Rin who suggested it; one day she and the producer were talking about manga. Among the producer's
collection was a shoujo manga that was out of print, which Rin wanted to read.
Initially, the producer didn't agree to lend the manga to Rin, but Rin, unusually, threw a tantrum and insisted
on reading it.
Inviting an idol from her agency to her home, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, but she didn't know whether to call it
lucky or unlucky. Her agency wasn't yet considered a top-tier idol agency, so there shouldn't be
any major problems, right?
"Um... these are some gifts I brought, please accept them..."
"Haha, no need for that... thank you."
The producer accepted the gifts Rin brought. Subconsciously confirming the origin of the local specialty—
it was a sweet treat the producer had bought as a gift for their meeting, and it was the highest quality.
"Oh...you've put a lot of thought into this."
"Hehe...since you're so satisfied, please accept this."
"Oh...shall we eat together later?"
"That would be wonderful."
Looking at Rin's smiling face, the producer couldn't help but smile as well.
Rin wasn't wearing her school uniform, but rather casual clothes, which were rarely seen—a light yellow shirt and a light
blue skirt. The simple outfit accentuated Rin's unique charm, captivating the producer.
"Excuse me...Producer?"
"Ah, excuse me, please come upstairs this way. That's my study where I usually read manga."
He snapped out of his reverie and led Rin into a room neatly arranged with many manga.
The apartment was too spacious for someone living alone, and the room combined living space with hobbies,
where she had collected what could be described as an obsession with manga and games, as well as expensive audio equipment.
The producer spends over sixteen hours here every day off; it's practically his personal
castle.
"Such a vast collection..."
"I originally thought of keeping only my favorite works... but I just can't control my collecting addiction."
The bookshelves lining an entire wall are quite novel, and the comics inside are particularly
eye-catching . If you look closely at the spines, you can see that the producer arranged them alphabetically by the Roman alphabet of the titles;
following the Japanese syllabary, Rin quickly found the comic she had always wanted to read—it was placed right in front of
her .
Holding the comic in her hand, it was in excellent condition; no one would doubt that it was brand new.
"It's clearly a very old work, yet it's been preserved so well... it's beyond my imagination."
"Oh, but I chose a very valuable masterpiece. Saying 'old' would be a bit rude.
Sit down and read it where you like."
Rin picked up the comic, looked around, and then quietly sat down in a chair and began to read.
The table that matched the chair was also very comfortable, and Rin immediately entered the world of the comic, immersing herself
in reading from the protagonist's perspective.
Seeing Rinyo like this, the producer also picked up a few comics and sat in the empty gaming chair, engrossed in his
endlessly fascinating reading.
They remained silent, only the light rustling of turning pages and the ticking of the clock echoing in the room. But it wasn't
bad; neither Rinyo nor the producer felt any resentment or dislike. On the contrary, they found the quiet
atmosphere comforting.
Although they were still immersed in their reading, oblivious to the passage of time, the wall-mounted alarm clock performed its
duty . The producer was already used to the somewhat jarring music, while Rinyo, hearing it for the first time, reacted with surprise
, her eyes wide with confusion.
Finally, she looked at the clock; it was exactly three o'clock.
"Oh dear, we've both gotten so engrossed… Would you like some snacks? I'll go get some tea."
"Producer, then Rinyo…"
"Rinyo is a guest today, so please relax."
Then the producer waved gently and left the room.
Saying "relax," he felt a little uneasy being alone in the room. He put down the comic he was reading and
turned his gaze to the bookshelf.
The sheer number of works Rinze knew and didn't know was enough to make her heart race. Soon,
a passage printed on the spine of a book caught her eye, and Rinze picked it up without thinking.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I brought some snacks, Rinze... Ah, what's wrong?"
"No, nothing... nothing at all."
Seeing the producer push open the door with tea and snacks, Rinze immediately hid something behind her back. Although she said
nothing was wrong, her reaction was strange no matter how you looked at it. A rare display of panic on Rinze's face, the pink
usually hidden beneath her fair skin, flushed crimson in the sunlight streaming through the window.
While arranging the prepared items on the table, the producer finally remembered something: there
were adult-oriented items in the room, and he hadn't managed to hide them before Rinze rang the doorbell.
As a man, he naturally hoped to be forgiven, but the producer also knew that it was normal for women to feel disgusted by such things.
But seeing her reaction, could it be that some of these items contained content that would attract Rinze?
"Ah... I didn't put it away beforehand, I'm sorry."
"No, Producer, it's Rinze who's interested..."
Both wanted to look at each other, but couldn't bring themselves to say anything in agreement, a subtle atmosphere swirling between
them .
"Well, that... I don't think being interested is a bad thing."
"Is... that so...?"
Perhaps encouraged by the producer, Rinze placed the thing hidden behind her back on the table.
The book was something outlandish, featuring women with severed limbs becoming prostitutes, and manga with extremely graphic content, including depictions of decapitated
women using severed necks as sexual outlets.
The producer was surprised by what Rinze was looking at; his movements and expression froze. Rinze's eyes
also became unfocused as she anxiously stared at the producer.
"Rinze...Rinze, did something bad?"
Rinze turned her gaze to the book on the table. The cover depicted a
woman with severed limbs, bathed in blood.
"When I first saw something like that, excitement came faster than anything else."
Rinze's face, already flushed, turned even redder. Her hands, crossed in front of her lower abdomen
, felt restless and uneasy.
"If, if I were like that, without limbs, dismembered... just thinking about it makes Rinze's lower
body ache..."
It seemed Rinze was uneasy about what she had encountered for the first time today, and about the strange feeling she had developed because of it.
The producer remembered that feeling too. This interest could be overwhelming when it first awakened, but it would become easy once
one accepted it as part of oneself. Moreover, the producer believed he had the ability to make
the cute idol in front of him realize this as well.
"There's nothing strange about it. This is just Rinze's preference."
"If that's the case, how can I satisfy this need..." "
Leave it to me. Rinze will definitely be satisfied. Just raise your hands straight up now."
The producer said as he spoke. Holding what appeared to be a metal object, the hand reached out to
Rinze, who was still bewildered.
The unpleasant sound quickly ceased.
Rinze's sleeve slid down smoothly, and her right arm detached from its base, falling to the ground with a thud.
Hearing the disorientation in her body and the sound of the object falling, Rinze instinctively looked at her
right shoulder. The fluttering sleeve and the slender, pale arm lying on the floor—even though it was somewhat
blurred due to blood loss—didn't take Rinze long to understand what had happened to her body.
"Um, Producer, Rinze's arm..."
"You understand quickly, that's it."
Then the producer reached for Rinze's trembling left shoulder, and like her right arm, her left arm quickly detached from
her body , falling to the ground.
Without her arms, Rinze leaned against the producer behind her, recalling the manga she had just seen,
while turning her head to look at her upper body, now only her sleeves swaying in the wind. Like a character in that manga,
she imagined herself reduced to a body inconvenient to do anything, soaked in a river of blood.
"Rinse, arms alone aren't enough, are they?"
The producer didn't wait for Rinse's answer, touching her right leg directly. In an instant, Rinse lost
her balance. Just as Rinse was about to fall, the producer, already prepared, caught her.
A few seconds later, she heard a sound like something falling.
Rinse, trying to figure out what had happened, looked down and, sure enough, it was her right leg.
"Ah, ah… Producer, that's it…"
"How is it? Feeling better now?"
The producer held Rinse's mangled body, touching her left foot at the same time. This time, Rinse, already prepared
, stared ahead, trying her best to lift her left foot off her body, the image of it rolling on the floor deeply imprinted in her mind.
"Rinze, what will become of you?"
"Well... you can't do anything anymore, can you?"
The producer held the now tiny Rinze in a chair, like he was playing with a child
. Rinze squirmed in the producer's arms, realizing once again that she really had lost her limbs.
Although it was what she wanted, the thought of actually becoming a limbless human pig
filled with fear.
Thankfully (?), it hadn't hurt much when her limbs were severed. However, when Rinze confirmed that her
limbs were scattered on the floor, she could clearly see the bones, muscles, and nerves.
All the incomprehensible things, including the unreasonably small amount of bleeding, fueled her unease.
"Producer, what happened?"
"Rinze wanted to try it out, didn't she, with her body like this?"
"Yes, that's true..."
Rinze looked at her producer with an expression of complete indifference, the shift in her tone revealing her
current anxieties.
She was indeed excited, but then again, that was only because she was overwhelmed by the ambiguous atmosphere in the room. To be honest,
she felt even more terrified now. What would become of her easily severed limbs? Could she recover?
If not, how would she live? The anxieties were endless.
"But... this is terrifying... because... because my life is still..."
At the same time, the producer hugged Rin tightly. Their bodies were intertwined, their faces almost
touching.
"Ah, um... it's too close..."
"Don't be so nervous, you're actually looking forward to it, aren't you?"
The producer hugged Rin from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Without limbs, Rin felt as if she were completely enveloped by the producer.
Rin wanted to escape this embarrassing position, but neither the producer's arms nor her
legs offered any resistance. The producer held Rin tightly, making her feel like she
couldn't move at all.
"Please stop, Producer..."
"Haha... Honestly, how does it feel to feel like your body is turning into something like the character in that comic?"
"It's a little scary, but also a little exciting... No, most importantly, right now, it's so embarrassing
..."
Rinyo tried to calmly express her feelings as the producer's hand touched her chest.
The small, not-so-full, but not completely flat, bulge was easily grasped; no, rather than
grasped as if the producer's hand completely covered Rinyo's chest.
Whenever that hand caressed the soft area, Rinyo's body would heat up, and her face would flush.
Besides this , another change in Rinyo's body was also bothering her.
"Rinyo, can you feel your nipples hardening?"
"Even if I don't say it, I know... It's embarrassing to say it like this..."
Although her breasts were small, Rinyo's nipples elicited a very good reaction from both of them. Whenever the producer
caressed her breasts, her erect nipples would give Rinyo a ticklish, uncomfortable stimulation.
Scratching her nipple, Rinyo let out a slightly higher-than-usual sound.
The producer seemed quite interested in this, subtly moving his arm from Rinyo's waist to her lower body.
Rinyo noticed her skirt being lifted, but had no hands or feet to stop it. With almost
no resistance, the producer's hand slipped under the useless fabric, exploring Rinyo's private parts.
"Hmm… Producer… the sequence of this scene is…"
"You've seen the manga from earlier, haven't you?"
Indeed, in the manga Rinyo had just read, the girl who had lost her limbs was immediately attacked by a man
.
Not only had she lost her hands and feet, but from now on, she too would be violated like in that manga. Understanding this
, Rinyo's lower abdomen began to ache genuinely.
"Um… Producer…"
"What's wrong? Still don't like it?"
Rinyo whispered, looking up at the producer behind her. Perhaps it was a bit too much, but the producer, somewhat
worried about her, was peering at Rinyo's face. However, Rinse's expression showed no unease, only
a smile that seemed to be seducing men.
"Rinse's first time... please be gentle."
"Hmm, ah, finally wet. Look, Rinse, there's erotic juice flowing out."
The producer, who had temporarily stopped playing with Rinse's mutilated body, reached his hand from her breasts to her skirt and then lifted it up. The hand on her
cotton panties showed a practiced movement, and the wet underwear outlined Rinse's unique shape. Both of them
vaguely heard lewd sounds coming from there.
"Rinse doesn't seem to get wet easily, we have to do some proper foreplay."
"Ah, ah..."
The producer inserted his fingers into the gap in her underwear, boldly stimulating the girl's private parts directly.
Even though she was called the epitome of a Yamato Nadeshiko, Rinse could no longer suppress the sounds that flowed from her mouth,
her mutilated body trembling with itchiness.
In order to separate her unused labia, the producer inserted his fingers into the tightly closed cleft.
For Rin, who had never even masturbated, the rough fingers playing with her cleft brought more than just pleasure.
In a cycle of pleasure and pain she couldn't quite define, her vaginal fluids flowed continuously, and
her instinctive aversion to the foreign object gradually diminished.
Finally, the producer's thick, long middle finger was inserted into Rin's vagina.
"Hmm..."
"Such a strong pressure...does it hurt?"
"No...I'm just...a little scared."
Rin's vagina was quite tight; even the slightly thicker knuckles of her middle finger became
an obstacle to further penetration. The producer had to use his other hand to carefully tease her clitoris. After only a short while, Rin's back arched,
allowing the producer's fingers to clearly feel the spasms in her lower abdomen.
"Hmm, ah, producer, Mr. Producer..."
For a moment, Rin was struck by a blankness before her eyes. As the mist in her vision gradually dissipated,
the body before her was trembling slightly.
"This area is generally a very comfortable place, just remember it."
"Really... um, it's very comfortable..."
The producer stirred inside for a while, and his ring finger smoothly entered
the vagina . The composure that had always been on Rin's face had long since vanished, and she felt it was almost time to move on to
the next step.
"Come on, Rin, we're about to get to the main event."
"The main event, like in the manga?"
"Yes, Rin will become an adult too."
The producer held Rin's remaining torso with one hand while playing with her hips, revealing his
male symbol. It was fully erect and standing there.
Rin seemed to be seeing a male erect organ for the first time, her eyes widening in surprise, completely stunned
like .
"See? Rin, now this thing will enter your body."
"This is what will take Rin's first time... um... no..."
Ignoring Rin's words, the producer easily placed Rin's remaining body on his penis. Then, he
slowly lowered it, letting the tip of the penis gently rub against the edge of Rin's cleft.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
"Don't worry, it'll only go in a little bit at first, it's starting now, okay?"
The producer adjusted Rin's body position while pulling her down. The penis entered the cleft and then
touched the entrance of the vagina.
"Please, please stop, Rin's body is going to break... ah, ah..."
Finally, Rin's inside was violated. To allow the penis to fully enter Rin's body, the producer pushed
the glans to the vaginal opening. This seemed very stimulating to Rin. Although her voice was suppressed, she still
tried her best to use the remaining part of her thighs to clamp the part of the producer that was not fully inserted.
Such an unusual bare thigh was rare, and the place where the broken surface was rubbed felt very comfortable.
While confirming that Rin had adapted, the penis was also inserted.
That being said, if this were an ordinary girl's first experience, the producer would not want her to feel
pain . The producer might carefully insert the male instrument while inquiring about her condition; but now,
with only her torso remaining, Rin was easily manipulated. Before Rin could even utter a sound of pain, the penis would
be inserted all the way into her vagina.
If Rin's limbs were still intact, this would be unlikely.
"Ah...ah...I can feel the producer's...in...in..."
"Does it hurt? Can you feel it's inside?"
"Mmm...ahhh...it feels like my internal organs are being pushed up."
After insertion, Rin's body was stirred like using a masturbator, pushing the male instrument inside. The tip of the penis
could be clearly seen pressing against the cervix deep inside Rin's lower abdomen. With her most important female
organ exposed, Rin made sounds that were normally inaudible while tilting her head. It seemed to hurt,
but it felt very good. Rinse's body felt as if it had been kneaded and rubbed by the penis, a sensation that was somehow
transformed into pleasure. Whenever she was strongly stimulated, a trembling reaction would rise up her spine,
as if her brain was also being violated by the penis.
"It's about time to move. Try not to shake too hard."
The producer temporarily halted his deeper movements and began to manipulate Rinse's body up and down.
When the producer easily lifted Rinse's body, her coronal sulcus was held captive by the tight entrance; as she descended, a slippery
insertion sensation and the feeling of pressure against her cervix assaulted her.
The inverted feeling of wanting to hold onto the producer but being able to flailing her severed arm meaninglessly was also pleasurable. Both sensations brought Rinse pleasure, the stimulation from the male organ
constantly softening her vagina.
"Ah, ah, Mr. Producer, Rinse's body, Rinse's body, really, it's going to break… ah!"
"It's alright, it won't break. Leave it all to me, Rinse just needs to enjoy it."
Saying this, seemingly realizing Rinse wanted more, the producer grabbed her already slender arms, pressing
his thumbs forcefully against the still-warm blood on the severed surfaces.
"Ah, ah, Mr. Producer…!"
The intense piston-like movements continued for a while. Rinse, already dismembered, could offer no resistance,
receiving the producer's thrusts like a masturbation aid. Under this stimulation, the male producer quickly
felt the familiar throbbing of his penis inside Rin's body.
"Rin, I'm going to cum inside you!"
"Ah, cum...? What are you talking about... ah... ah!?"
Having reached his limit, the producer thrust his penis deep into Rin's body,
holding her . He directly poured his hot semen into Rin's uterus, and she opened her mouth wide,
letting out a scream that couldn't be uttered. Rin's head lost its balance and fell backward, but she
didn't , only indulging in pleasure, her mouth constantly uttering
meaningless words like broken audio.
"This might be an unforgettable first experience... Right, it would be best if I could see
my ."
Thinking of something, the producer pulled his penis out of Rin's secret place, supported her with one hand, and
dragged the small table next to the chair in front of her.
The producer stroked Rin, who was wondering what the point of doing this was, and soon she knew what was going
to happen , just like in the manga…
The next moment, her imagination became reality.
Her gaze, which had been gently lifted along with the blade, gradually lowered to her neck under the producer's hand,
and what she saw was the producer and her own body being held in his arms. Just as Rin had expected,
like , her head was to be removed.
"Producer-sensei… um…"
"You can stop if you want, today has been extreme enough."
"No, no…"
Afraid of being misunderstood, Rin quickly denied the producer's guess.
"It's just… this time I want to do it a different way…"
Rin's voice was almost inaudible at the end.
"Then let's try this, I originally bought it because I wanted to make a new bookshelf myself."
The producer took out a wood saw from the toolbox.
"Is this okay?"
Rin nodded.
"Just so you know, if we don't use that knife, you might really die."
Although hesitant, Rin finally nodded.
"Please make Rinse completely yours, the producer's thing."
Though he spoke boldly, Rinse's body instinctively twisted, trying to hide her blushing
face; however, her missing arms prevented her from doing so.
"If you keep moving like this, it will hurt."
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
The saw easily tore through her skin, the pain causing Rinse to struggle uncontrollably; yet she didn't regret
giving her life to the producer, the dreamlike first experience hypnotizing her .
When Rinse's head was placed on the table, the producer began to play with her torso.
Unlike with her hands and feet, the sensation transmitted to her brain when her head and body were severed
was intoxicating . Just a twist of the producer's nipples sent a current through her head,
and touching her private parts caused a surge of heat in her lower abdomen.
"Well, Rinse, this is the VIP seat. From there, we can clearly see what your first experience was like."
"Please don't do that..."
Unable to speak, Rinse seemed to say it with her eyes.
Although Rinse wanted to look away from her embarrassing spot,
she couldn't completely ignore it when she was in a state where it was almost impossible to move. She could have closed her eyes, but she didn't; she didn't know
if it was because she was worried about how her body would be treated, or because although she said she was embarrassed, she was still
concerned about how her body would be played with.
Understanding the stimulation of being played with made Rinse's brain slump between pain and pleasure, and even the severing of
her hands, feet , and head did not hinder her. Watching her body respond to the producer through reflexes
, she realized how lewd her body had been suppressing all along, even developing desire for that beautiful, lustful flesh
before …
“So sleepy… Rinse… I need to sleep… If only… I could serve the
producer … Producer… Producer… Can you… communicate with me…?”
One day after that, the producer dragged a small suitcase home. But he wasn’t
returning from a business trip outside of Tokyo, and the suitcase wasn’t his personal property. After
placing in the room where he kept his hobbies, the producer changed into loungewear.
Opening the suitcase, it was filled with the dismembered body of Rinse. Taking Rinse’s head out, Rinse
sighed deeply, as if trying to catch her breath.
“Pfft… It was a bit of a stretch after all…”
Recently, the professional idols from 283 Productions had become more famous, and many people greeted them on the street.
Before, it was fine, but now, idols, including Rinse, visiting the producer’s house was
a topic of gossip.
"So, I could only imitate this dismemberment and murder method."
The producer sighed as he assembled Rinse's body; he had endured this for a long time.
"It's alright, this way, Rinse can feel that he belongs to the producer."
"It seems Rinse's fetishes have become even more twisted..."
"Heh... Can you take responsibility?"
Rinse knelt down, pressing his face close to the producer's penis, and said with a light laugh.

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