Prepaid Card 1-4

Episode 1: Payment

"Welcome!"

I walked into the store, hearing the voice of the part-time female clerk.

This store is near my home, one of the large chain convenience stores with branches in many places.
However , for the past two years, this store has become a unique and special place in my world.

In this special convenience store, I took my bento and tea to the checkout counter as usual.

Today, it seems that there are two high school girls working here. One of the girls used to work here. Her
slightly mature face and ponytail suited her well, and she had a bit of an adult feel
. I could chat with her for a while while I was heating my bento in the microwave.

The other girl had long hair that fell over her shoulders. I wondered if she was not used to working here yet, as she was pacing around the store anxiously
.

There were a few other customers besides me in the store. In the snack counter, several
high school were talking about which snacks were good, while a woman who looked like a mother with a child in a stroller was choosing
bread.

In this very ordinary scene, I walked to the checkout counter and placed my bento and tea on the counter.
Perhaps to give the new cashiers some practice, the girl with the ponytail asked the girl with long hair to handle the transaction as I approached.

When I looked at the girl with the ponytail, she nodded, saying "Thank you,"
while smiling and telling the other girl not to be nervous and to relax. The girl with long hair, seeing my
conversation with the girl with the ponytail and my smile, calmed down a bit and gave me a nervous, stiff smile in return.

"Thank you for your patronage. Would you like your bento heated up?"

"Yes, thank you."

I replied politely as usual, opening my wallet and taking out my prepaid card. At that moment, the cashier beeped as it read
the barcode , and the amount was displayed on the counter.

"580 yen."

I handed her the prepaid card. This prepaid card
looked no . But...

"Please swipe this prepaid card."

"Okay."

Normally, after receiving my card, the girl would operate the cashier and use the prepaid card to pay.
Specifically , the card reader flashes green after reading the prepaid card, indicating a successful read, and the cash register displays
580 yen.

However, my card was different; instead of the normal green flash, it
flashed purple.

Furthermore, the moment the cash register read my card, the purple light illuminated, and the store was
enveloped in an unusual atmosphere. Having experienced this kind of incongruity many times before, this feeling was already commonplace…
At the same time , the prices displayed on the cash register changed, and I smiled after confirming the change

. The female part-time clerk smiled and announced the changed prices displayed on the cash register.

“This requires payment with semen, so please ejaculate three times inside my vagina.”

Although the long-haired girl's voice said “ejaculate inside vagina,”
the expressions on the faces of the other part-time girl and the high school girls holding snacks queuing behind me remained unchanged. It was as if the phrase “
ejaculate ” was part of everyday conversation.

"Well then, please come this way."

The long-haired female clerk rolled up her skirt and pulled down her panties to her ankles as I walked behind the counter.
She maintained this position, leaning her upper body against the counter.

Perhaps she had just come back from school to work, as she was still wearing the white knee-high stockings and low heels required by the school, making
her look very innocent...

"Sir, please wait a moment... um, um."

With her upper body on the counter, she slightly spread her legs and began to play with her vulva with her fingertips.
Seemingly unsatisfied, she inserted her fingers into her vagina and began to move them vigorously... Hmm, she seems to be a non-
virgin . But even for just paying at a convenience store, it would be troublesome if it hurt. For a satisfying
ejaculation, a non-virgin is more convenient.

"Yes, sir, your vagina is ready. Please pay."

After a while, the female clerk pulled her buttocks open with both hands. Although she was not a virgin
, her vulva was still a beautiful pink if you looked closely. Of course, contraception was not a concern, and I
naturally inserted my fingers.

"Ah, customer, payment has started."

"Your pussy is really nice. Next time you come, you should collect the money too."

"Mmm, ah, thank you, thank you."

I thrust all the way in at once, violently twisting my waist, pumping in and out of the female shop assistant.
Next to me , another shop assistant continued to collect the money as if nothing had happened.

Not only that. While I was violently violating the female shop assistant at the cashier, several customers next to me
paid as usual, completely oblivious to the fact that we were having sex at the cashier, and walked out.

Of course, the new customers who came in didn't feel anything unusual about our sex.

"Ah, it's time to pay, this is the first payment."

"Hey, the semen is coming out, catch it quickly."

"Coming, ah, your first payment, my vagina has accepted it."

I moved violently behind her, pressing her body tightly, my penis as if trying to
squeeze , ejaculating into the deepest part of her vagina.

The girl let out a sharp cry as I pressed my full weight onto her, pinning her
tightly against the cash register. This allowed my penis to be pressed firmly against her cervix for ejaculation.

I enjoyed the sensation of her young, tight vagina gripping my penis even tighter after I filled it with semen
, while simultaneously reveling in the irresponsible feeling of letting a teenage girl's body bear my child
.

"Hmm... two more ejaculations, please pay inside my vagina, sir."

No one questioned this throughout the process. As customers paid one by one at the cash register
, I ejaculated three times inside the girl's vagina... However, this part-time clerk had a very
nice and was my type, so after careful consideration, to increase the chances of pregnancy, I made an additional purchase.
I ordered oden, using the same prepaid card, and ejaculated inside her vagina three times...

a total of six times. Just as I was about to leave, a funny idea popped into my head.
So I bought a roll of microwave-safe plastic wrap, paid for it (meaning
after one ejaculation inside her vagina), and had the female clerk lie on her back on the counter. I wrapped the plastic wrap around her lower
abdomen like a diaper, so that my semen from the seven ejaculations wouldn't spill out of her vagina. Then I put her underwear on.

From then until she finished work and went home, taking off her underwear and the plastic wrap, her young, healthy uterus and
vagina would be surrounded by billions of my sperm.

I don't know if it was her ovulation day. But
the probability shouldn't be low.

"Thank you for your patronage, welcome back next time,"

the exhausted young woman sitting at the counter said politely, her face showing no sign of
distress . Her upper body was dressed in a convenience store uniform, and her lower body in a school uniform skirt—the
outfit was perfectly normal. However, the vagina wrapped in plastic wrap under her underwear was unusual.

For her life, which was as bright as the rising sun, the opportunity for her first pregnancy... was probably the egg inside her
right now being fought over by billions of sperm.

"Excuse me, can I bother you for a moment?"

"Yes, what's up?"

In this abnormal situation, I greeted another part-time worker.

"Excuse me, I'd like to check my points?"

"Okay, is that alright?"

The female clerk answered me while operating the cash register to swipe my card.

As my card was read, the electronic beeping sounded.

Although it also displayed points, the content was different.

The following content was displayed on the cash register screen.

■Pregnancy Points:

Married Woman 21 points

; College Student 35 points

; High School Girl 19 points;

Junior High School Girl 6 points.

■Latest Card Usage Records:

4/27 Mizusawa Mika ejaculated inside her vagina 7 times ; 　　　　　　　　　4/18 Kitayama Harumi ejaculated inside her vagina

18 times ; 　　　　　　　　　　4/17 Kitayama Harumi ejaculated inside her vagina 15 times 　　　　　　　　　; 4/16 Kitayama Harumi ejaculated inside her vagina 7 times; 　　　　　　　　　4/12 Yamazaki Yurika ejaculated inside her vagina 5 times; 4/10 Yamazaki Yurika ejaculated inside her vagina 3 times. 　　Hmm, this part-time girl's name is "Mizusawa Mika"... Confirmed, a nice name. This makes me even more eager to get this young body pregnant. 　　After confirming my target, I will concentrate on repeatedly using her vagina to ejaculate to ensure she gets pregnant . Before, Kitayama Harumi was a beautiful married woman in her second year of marriage. To get her pregnant quickly, I spent the weekend buying her nutritional drinks and food, hoping to have sex with her repeatedly at the checkout counter, after ejaculating inside her for the first time on Friday. I 　　was so excited about impregnating her that I almost died from exhaustion. Thankfully, I rested for a while and recovered my strength and energy. 　　Also, all the women I've used this card to ejaculate inside have become pregnant. Pregnancy points are calculated by adding one point for each pregnancy, but I still don't understand what the purpose of these points is, so I just keep them. 　　Well, at least I know how many women I've impregnated so far; that's the only use for them right now. 　　Furthermore, there's a reason why I can so brazenly and irresponsibly violate the female employees of this convenience store without worrying about the consequences of pregnancy. 　　If this prepaid card is used, firstly, the consciousness of those around me will be completely distorted, making them unable to recognize the abnormality of their surroundings. But in reality, the function of the prepaid card goes far beyond that. The result of using this card is not only the girl who is pregnant from my ejaculation, but also the people around her whose common sense is distorted, thus accepting the whole situation as normal and being able to imagine appropriate reasons. 　　For example, married women are the simplest; being ejaculated into by me is simply receiving payment for a product. No matter ejaculate inside their vaginas, they will not feel that they are having sex with me, so the child they become pregnant with is undoubtedly their child with their husband. 　　On the other hand, pregnancies of unmarried women without boyfriends and junior high school girls usually cause great problems, but so far, the families and people around the pregnant junior high school girls have no objection to this. 　　Firstly, in terms of the family, if an ordinary junior high school girl suddenly becomes pregnant, at least the parents will ask what happened to their daughter and who the man is. But the parents whose common sense has been distorted by this prepaid card will simply think that "having a grandson is a happy thing," completely ignoring everything else. 　　The same was true at school. When a middle school girl, heavily pregnant, walked to school with her classmates, the other students didn't seem to mind at all, but they would instinctively take care of her . 　　When I first found this card, I read the instructions carefully out of curiosity, including its ability to forcibly modify various common sense and ethical views, creating all sorts of illusions. At the time, I couldn't believe it and thought it was someone's prank. However, on a whim, the first time I used the card to buy something, the cashier displayed "two ejaculations inside the vagina," which startled me. But the female college student , without any apparent problem, spread her legs and let me ejaculate inside her twice, which made me realize that the card and the instructions were real. Although I don't know where the card came from, it was . I was so excited that I couldn't help but laugh all day in my room… Recalling what happened two years ago, I walked out of the cashier's, and the female clerks thanked me 　　as usual .

"Thank you for your patronage."

"Thank you very much."

For the next two weeks, Mika's shift was three days on, one day off. So,
whenever it was Mika's turn to work, I would go to her at the cash register and repeatedly ejaculate inside her vagina. Although I didn't have any particular need, I still bought
some expensive items. During Mika's shifts, I continued to ejaculate inside her vagina for four hours straight. However
, this increased the burden on my other part-time job, forcing Mika to do this while I was having sex at the cash register.

Soon, Mika's name appeared in the recent usage record of the prepaid card. A few days later
... the usage record showed "8 ejaculations inside the vagina on April 28" and "7 ejaculations inside the vagina on April 29
," and the "high school girl" column for the pregnancy point changed from 19 to 20.

This meant that Mika was indeed pregnant. Even with pregnancy tests, gynecological examinations
can only detect pregnancy a month after fertilization, but the prepaid card could determine it at the time of fertilization—truly an incredibly
powerful function.

By the way, if the number of pregnancy spots increases, the convenience store will add new part-time jobs. Of course,
they 've never added male employees. I don't know why, but the applicants are always young
and beautiful women who arouse my sexual excitement.

Especially: when I meet a girl I'm attracted to, even if I've only met her once, I don't know why I would
apply for a part-time job at this convenience store. I guess that's probably one of the functions of the prepaid card.

By the way, when I first ejaculated inside a woman's vagina in the US and Canada, the "housewife with a child" in the store
caught my attention. I heard that she recently applied for a part-time job at this convenience store. I'm determined that my sperm
and her egg will implant in her uterus and give birth to a new life.

So, please make this convenience store as "convenient" as its name suggests from now on.

Prepaid Card Episode 2 "Business Cooperation"

"Welcome"

After work, I went to the gas station I usually frequent to refuel my car. The proportion of young female employees at this gas station has noticeably increased in the past
few months , and most of the staff are beautiful, even
becoming a hot topic online... Now, the female clerk serving me is a
beautiful college student.

I glanced at her; she was quite attractive. So, instead of taking out a regular credit card, I
handed her the prepaid card I usually use at convenience stores.

A few months ago, a big news story announced that the parent company of the convenience store using this prepaid card
had partnered with the parent company of this gas station chain, allowing their prepaid cards to be used interchangeably.

"Fill up with regular gas, use this prepaid card."

"Okay, thank you."

The clerk took the card without hesitation and inserted it into the machine as usual. For
a moment , only I noticed a sense of disharmony surrounding the entire gas station.

But that momentary disharmony vanished immediately... only I
could .

A smile involuntarily crept onto my lips. I watched the beautiful clerk, now smiling,
work . A moment later, she returned the gas nozzle, grabbed the receipt, and ran to my car.

Without hesitation, she gave me back the prepaid card with the same smile as before, saying,

"Fill up with regular gas, 34 liters, the charge is '17 ejaculations inside the vagina,' right?"

She said "ejaculations inside the vagina" in a voice loud enough for everyone around to hear, but
none of the other customers besides the clerks or me reacted.

I'd experienced this hundreds of times at convenience stores and had long confirmed that this gas station accepted it
, but hearing the pretty clerk say that still made me smile even wider.

"I'll prepare your payment right away. Can you come to the office?"

"Okay," I said, parking my car in a spot inside the gas station and following the clerk
to the office.

We entered a women's changing room with a sign that read "No Unauthorized Personnel Allowed." The beautiful shop assistant leaned her upper body on
the long table for support, pulled down her uniform pants and a pair of cute lace panties that didn't match,
down to her ankles, spread her legs, and played with her genitals with both hands.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, almost wet, please wait a moment, sir."

Just like when she was refueling, the shop assistant skillfully played with her vulva, perhaps starting to get excited
, her expression becoming full of desire...

I took off my pants and panties, naked from the waist down, stood behind her, grabbed her snow-white buttocks and vigorously
rubbed them.

"Mmm, ah, thank you,"

she said, as if handing someone an ashtray.

Spreading her buttocks to the sides, you could see the hole in her buttocks. Thanks to the widespread availability of warm water bidet toilets,
the hole in her buttocks was beautiful, and I couldn't help but insert my fingers and play with it.

"Um, ha, oh, sir, I'm sorry, please don't touch there, okay?"

My playing with her buttocks felt like wanting to smoke at a no-smoking gas station and
being reminded by the clerk. Well, indeed, '17 vaginal ejaculations' had nothing
to do with , so the clerk stopped me from playing with it.

"Well then, sir, please pay... ah..."

As she was ready, I grabbed her waist and pulled her close,
roughly .

Although I've been busy with continuous overtime lately, my libido hasn't diminished at all since I got this prepaid card;
in fact, it's increased significantly.

Therefore, to alleviate my ever-increasing libido, I have to buy some expensive things.

Normally, when I only buy takeout and drinks, the payment is roughly for 5 to 7 vaginal ejaculations. But I
once paid a newlywed wife clerk for a record of 18 vaginal ejaculations...

However, on one occasion, during a three-day holiday, I bought
relatively expensive items such as cigarettes, alcohol, and food at my usual convenience store. The price was an astonishing '53 times of vaginal ejaculation'.

At that time, my partner was my 23-year-old wife, who had just started working during her internship. Because I hadn't tasted
a married woman's body in a long time, my libido was extremely high that day.

However, ejaculating 53 times while staying in the shop seemed excessive, so, on a whim,
after three vaginal ejaculations, I asked the manager,

"Can I pay for the remaining 50 times outside the shop?"

To my surprise, the manager readily agreed,

"Sure, no problem."

It seemed the prepaid card payment would continue until the payment was complete.

On the other hand, since I couldn't go home until the payment was finished, I asked the married shop assistant if
it was okay with her husband. She casually replied that it was work and therefore fine. In fact,
she immediately contacted her husband on her phone right in front of me, saying she wouldn't be coming home, and he readily agreed
.

Also, regarding payment outside the shop, it wasn't as
simple ; the manager gave some special explanations… well, I'll describe those funny explanations later.

Later, I took the working woman home and continued to assault her while enjoying a three-day vacation. Whether eating
or sleeping, except when using the restroom, my penis remained inside the wife's vagina
... and during the three-day break, the amount, concentration, and even the recovery ability of my semen didn't decline.

In fact, I ejaculated more than twenty times on the first day alone, then
fell asleep . The next morning, when I woke up, my erect penis was trembling inside her again.

It wasn't until the third day that I completed my 53rd vaginal ejaculation. It seems the prepaid card gave me this ability:
'My libido limit is lost; it doesn't decline no matter how much I ejaculate.'

Oh, and one more thing to mention: ejaculation isn't endless. Once, in a convenience store,
I suddenly had the idea to check my card balance, so I asked the clerk to check. I found there was indeed a balance,
but it showed "42 liters of semen." Then I deliberately didn't ejaculate, and a week later, the balance had changed to "
43 liters of semen," as if it automatically recharged weekly. How convenient... but recharging 1 liter of semen per week—what
a high semen production capacity!

One more thing... Once the recipient is identified, payment must continue until the specified number of vaginal ejaculations are completed
, whether inside or outside the store.

Incidentally, after the 53rd ejaculation, the wife was exhausted, but still thanked me, saying,
"Thank you for your payment." Because she couldn't stand due to her back and legs, she called her husband to pick her up. As soon as my
husband saw me, he immediately apologized, saying, "My wife is not used to causing you trouble, I'm sorry."

Later, thinking back to how he had ejaculated inside his beloved wife's vagina for three days, and yet his
attitude towards me was apologetic, I couldn't help but laugh for a long time.

Well, the wife who had been "ejaculated inside her vagina 53 times" was naturally pregnant. Needless to say, that was a natural
outcome.

Now, back to the present… I violently shook my hips,
injecting the semen I hadn't been able to release due to being busy into her vagina all at once.

"Ah, ha, so intense, ah, it's going to break."

I rubbed her moderately sized breasts through her uniform while holding her waist and thrusting into her buttocks from behind.
In the women's changing room, the sounds of my abdomen slapping against her buttocks echoed all around.

I've had many experiences of ejaculating inside a woman's vagina and impregnating her; all I had to do was
penetrate as deeply as possible into her uterus. Her cervix was shallower than I expected… and every time I reached it
, her cervix would involuntarily suck on my penis.

In my experience, it was clear her uterus was strongly craving semen… I guessed today was her fertile day,
and the egg released from her uterus was now waiting for my semen.

It seemed her body really wanted my child, though she herself didn't think so.

"Have you ever been pregnant before?"

"Ah, no, my boyfriend and I always use contraception."

"Looks like this is my first time."

"Ha, ha, yes, this is my first time being ejaculated on without a condom."

The result of using this prepaid card was that not only was the consciousness of the pregnant woman and those around her altered
, but their memories were also well-
adjusted .

Therefore, they could speak blatantly obscene language without restraint.

"Okay, I'll ejaculate inside your vagina for the first time without a condom and get you pregnant."

"Ah, okay, I'll get pregnant."

"Hey, I need to pay the first installment."

"Ah, pay up, there will be 17 installments in total, pay in my uterus, turn my new uterus
into a second-hand uterus."

"It's coming out."

"Ah, the semen is coming out, I injected semen into my uterus on my fertile day, I'm going to get pregnant." The

thick, viscous semen that had accumulated over the past few days was deeply injected into the depths of her uterus. And her body,
due to her reproductive instincts, strongly absorbed the thick semen, her cervix twitching and trembling like spasms.

With just one ejaculation, hundreds of millions of sperm swam into her body, targeting her eggs. Of course, this
time it couldn't end, I was still inside her adjusting my breathing.

So...

"Hmm, ah... no way? It's already, it's already hard... hey, wait a minute, I'm not ready yet."

After only a dozen seconds, my penis became erect again inside her. The same
concentration —the semen meant to impregnate her—was ready.

After a few more thrusts, my erect penis began ejaculating again, almost every drop going deep into
her vagina, constantly increasing the chances of pregnancy.

"Ah, so amazing, customer's penis, so amazing!"

The sound of my hips hitting her buttocks and her moans, like screams,
echoed .

Each time semen was injected, the moans rose a little higher, then repeated two, three times. And then…

"Thank you for your hard work, finally off duty."

"Thank you for your hard work, see you tomorrow."

Just as I was repeatedly ejaculating inside her vagina, the girls who had finished their work
changed clothes and went home next to us, who were diligently creating babies.

Because all the night shift employees were male, all the female employees
went home , leaving only her.

Having finished my eight-shot cycle, I pulled my penis from the exhausted female employee. Some semen
spilled from her vagina onto the floor, but most remained inside her.

"Oh…"

A sigh escaped her lips. Well, I can rely on my extraordinary energy to
make love … Although for her, this is just paying for gas, she's never had eight
-shot experiences before, and her stamina is probably at its limit.

Well, even if we continue, her reaction will become weaker and weaker, eventually feeling like she's
having sex it's meaningless. Although for her, having sex with me and having a child
is just a payment, at least we should enjoy the pleasure of sex.

So, naked from the waist down, I returned to the office and greeted the manager who was at work.

"Mr. Manager, I'm sorry."

"Yes, what is it?"

"While I was paying, the clerk in charge seemed to have reached her limit..."

The manager lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I'm very sorry, it seems our clerk's training isn't quite there yet."

"Not at all, the clerk is very well trained. It's just that she doesn't seem to have much sexual experience, which means her family
upbringing is also very good.

" "I'm relieved to hear that. Thank you."

"And, she's seriously trying to get pregnant. Maybe she's already pregnant."

"If she heard you say that, she would be very happy."

Hearing that the clerk he had trained received such high praise from the customer, the manager breathed a sigh of relief.

"Um, and then... is there anything you need, sir?

" "Ah, I'm sorry. Her stamina seems to have reached its limit. If possible, I'd like to take her
home so we can pay slowly."

The manager immediately understood what I meant and ran to the computer to check something.

"Because we're closed tomorrow... Okay, sure. You can pay at home."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, it's not that she can't properly process the full payment for '17 vaginal ejaculations'."

The store manager said, lowering his head apologetically. After getting the store manager's permission, I was about to leave
the office and take her to my car when the store manager stopped me.

"Ah, customer, I'm very sorry, I have a request..."

"What is it?"

"Because we need to confirm the number of payments, if she performs vaginal ejaculation at home, please
write tally marks on her lower abdomen to record the number of payments, is that alright?"

"Ah, yes. I understand. Okay, I'll record each vaginal ejaculation."

I couldn't help but laugh, but I still managed to reply.

Yes, the same thing was said last time when she paid for 53 vaginal ejaculations. The convenience store manager
wrote "50 residual vaginal ejaculations, totaling 53 ejaculations" on the female clerk's abdomen,
drew an arrow pointing to her vulva, and left space for tally marks.

Will the store manager write something similar on her lower abdomen later... and then earnestly encourage the female
clerk: "Make sure you complete the payment properly."

Hmm, this prepaid card is always amusing.

As I walked from the office towards the women's changing room, I couldn't help but laugh. Back in the
changing room, she was still in the same position, seemingly unable to recover anytime soon, so I took off all her uniform
and carried her naked to my car.

The store manager carefully laid a blanket on
the , the car wouldn't get dirty—a huge help. Later, the store manager
also brought her clothes and luggage from the changing room.

Although it was my first time dealing with the store manager, the clever manager was a great help. The prepaid card
works fine, and the many lovely female clerks are a feast for the eyes; I'll probably be a regular customer from now on.

As I watched the part-time shop assistant lying in the back seat of my car, which was full of gas, I thought this weekend
was going to be quite enjoyable.

By the way, her name was Naomi Hamada, an 18-year-old first-year university student.

After 17 vaginal ejaculations, I suddenly remembered I should ask her name, but she was
too exhausted

sounded familiar, and after a moment's thought, I realized it
was the same as my boss's daughter's name… I quickly checked the address on the New Year's card my boss had sent this year and compared it to the address on my driver's license;
they were identical. Without a doubt, the exhausted female university student in front of me was my boss's daughter.

I knew my boss doted on this daughter excessively; he had even mentioned in casual conversation that he "didn't want his daughter to get married."
However, at the company's annual party, he said, "Although I don't want my daughter to get married, I also want to have a grandson." Now that
contradictory wish had finally come true, I guessed my boss would be very happy.

A month later, the company's boss happily announced that his daughter was pregnant.

"Sorry, it was me who got your daughter pregnant... but I won't tell you."

He then left without a trace, concealing his accomplishment.

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