Sexual flesh pillow business

"Therefore, I believe that we can increase our school's reputation and thus improve enrollment by creating school idols!"

A handful of student council members sat in the large conference room. They were the new, and currently only, student council members, as they were the first student council of this new school.

The topic of their first meeting was how to improve next year's enrollment. If next year's enrollment was as dismal as this year, it was estimated that this student council, and even this academy called "One-Man Academy," would not have a second term… Among the many proposals,

the school idol plan put forward by the student council's strategist, Miku-er, was unanimously approved.

"For the future of our One-Man Academy, Yamada-kun, I'm counting on you!" Miku-er waved her slender hand, and the fate of the girl next to her, who looked confused after being called out, was thus decided.

A few days later, the confused girl followed Miku-er to the front of a large idol agency.

"Really...really do I have to go in?" The girl, still not fully accepting the prospect of becoming a school idol, asked hesitantly, her voice trembling, her nervousness written all over her face.

"Yamada-san, the school's survival depends on you." Miku-san's demeanor was completely different; her gaze towards the girl was unwavering.

"Ugh...isn't Miku-san an idol too? Why does she have to be the one doing this?" This question, which had lingered in her mind, finally surfaced at this crucial moment.

Miku-san—Miku-san Shimi—was not only a member of the student council but also an undebuted, officially recognized idol under the large agency before her.

"This won't work. My contract stipulates that I can only officially debut as a professional idol after sufficient training. But the school can't wait any longer. The school needs a school idol who can debut immediately, and under the school's name, to save next year's enrollment rate." Miku tightly gripped the girl's hands, her bright eyes even glistening with tears. "There's less than a year left, which is really not much for idol activities. And newcomers with insufficient popularity often don't even get performance opportunities, so we can only take this shortcut. We hope the agency can support Yamada-san's school idol activities."

Saying this, Miku released the girl's hands, silently took two steps back, and then gave a very formal 90-degree bow: "Yamada-san, please!"

"Don't do this!" Startled by Miku's almost pleading attitude, the girl hurriedly helped the other up and could only reluctantly agree: "I... I'll try my best!"

"Don't worry, I've already spoken to the agency, there won't be any problems!" A smile appeared on her still tear-streaked face as Miku waved gently. "Well then, I have to go now. I wish Yamada-san all the best."

"Huh! Aren't you going in together, Miku-san?"

"No, I have things to do. Don't worry, Yamada-san will definitely be fine." Smiling, Miku-san walked into the agency with the girl before turning towards another passage.

Right, Miku-san is an idol trainee at the agency, probably going for training...

But for some reason, the girl felt that Miku-san's smile just now seemed to carry a little bit of... sadness?

"Okay! Since I promised! I need to cheer up and do my best!" Clapping her hands, her confused expression replaced by a determined look, the girl walked towards the passage before her, towards the path to becoming a school idol.

Debuting as a school idol, three months later, the girl had gradually become accustomed to the life of idol activities during her spare time.

She unexpectedly and easily passed the interview, successfully gaining the support of a large agency, which provided her with various conveniences.

Performance opportunities and event venues were practically readily available with the agency's assistance. Of course, she wasn't a professional idol, and the so-called events were only small-scale regional performances, but for an amateur school idol, achieving such results in just three months was already a great success.

Moreover, the agency had twice mentioned her in their actual idol projects—she was a regional school idol with almost zero national popularity—making her transform from an unknown ordinary student into a somewhat famous idol girl in her small area.

"Good job, Yamada-chan! Uncle will come to support you again next time," a shopkeeper in the shopping district became her supporter.

"Yamada-san, please give me your autograph!" During break, a stranger even asked for her autograph.

"Yamada-san, my sister said she wants to attend this school next year, so the school is counting on you from now on," said Zichuan, a fellow student council member, who also had high hopes for her.

"Everyone..." The excitement of being the center of attention, coupled with the sense of responsibility for carrying her classmates' dreams, helped the idol girl, who had only recently debuted, overcome her confusion and feel the self-awareness of being an idol.

"Kokoro, I told you not to wait for me, I'm going to the agency today too." Having often gone to and from the agency together, the girl and her classmate, Miku, had gradually become good friends, calling each other by their

first names. "Shimi, you worked hard today too." Seeing the agency's car waiting to pick up Shimi after school, the girl noticed that Shimi, as a graduate student who hadn't officially become a student and whose local community fame was even less than hers, was going to and from the agency more and more frequently lately, busier than her, an amateur but active school idol.

Not long after, while she was still basking in the feeling of being an idol, Shimi collapsed from exhaustion.

Helping the weak Shimi out of the infirmary, the girl couldn't help but advise, "Look at you, you're so tired. You should ask the agency for leave from today's training."

"No...no...today's activities...are very important..." Although she was the one being helped, Shimi still struggled to walk towards the agency's car parked outside the school.

After class, the girl rushed to the infirmary to visit Shimi, but to her surprise, Shimi insisted on returning to the agency as soon as she learned that class was over.

Similar conversations had repeated countless times on the way from the infirmary to the school gate, but the girl couldn't sway Shimi's resolve.

However, the girl wasn't too worried; she figured that if the agency staff saw Shimi looking sickly, they probably wouldn't let her continue training.

As it turned out, the staff who came to greet her acted as if they couldn't see Shimi at all, not only not stopping her but also opening the car door for her.

"Only today… I can't skip… for Shin… for the school… for everyone…" Shimi, on the other hand, collapsed as soon as she climbed into the car, fainting in her seat.

"This is really troublesome." Only after Shimi appeared to have passed out did the staff member scratch their head in slight annoyance.

"What's wrong? Shimi's just a trainee, it's not like she's performing. Taking a short break shouldn't be a problem." Seeing this, the girl couldn't help but wonder, "You saw it too, Shimi's already collapsed!"

"Okay, I'll contact the agency." Seeing the staff member take out their cell phone, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, but just then she heard the staff member mutter something like, "Shimi's like this is all because of you..."

The girl couldn't help but pay attention.

"The producer... yes... I got through, but Shimi's collapsed... it looks like it's not possible today... can't we use someone else?... Oh, right, Ms. Yamada is here too... okay, okay." Hearing the staff member mention her, the girl was a little surprised, but what surprised her even more was that the staff member then handed her the phone: "The producer wants to speak directly to you."

"Looking for me?" Though puzzled, the girl answered the phone.

"Is this Ms. Yamada?" The girl recognized the voice on the other end; it was the producer who had interviewed her that day, and apparently Shimi's current direct supervisor.

"If Ms. Yamada could fill in, Shimi could rest for a day; that shouldn't be a problem."

"Fill in?"

The car then took Shimi directly to the clinic, while the girl remained in the car, heading towards the agency.

The girl, her brow furrowed, didn't notice that Shimi, who should have collapsed from exhaustion, had opened her eyes the moment she returned to the car. A meaningful gaze followed as the car drove away.

In the car, the girl's mind kept replaying what Shimi's producer had said on the phone.

Shimi wasn't here for training today; she had an event…

Yes, Shimi hasn't debuted yet, so it's just an internal event…

Ms. Yamada, didn't you ever consider why Shimi, just an undebuted graduate student, could get you such a valuable promotional opportunity? Many people are working hard for that…

Don't you understand? Okay, I'll be blunt. Ever heard of "pillow business"?...

Pillow business!

It's actually pillow business!

The girl never imagined that Shimi would sacrifice so much for her and for the academy...

And today, an advertiser will be participating, not a big brand, but a national advertisement. It was precisely to give the girl the opportunity to appear in the advertisement that Shimi insisted on attending the agency's "internal event" today, which is "pillow business"!

Moreover, while "pillow business" isn't very common, it's not uncommon in the industry. There are quite a few girls who will do anything to become famous, so this opportunity to get "pillow business" was actually something Shimi worked hard to earn at the "internal event."

This is also why Shimi has been so busy with activities lately and ultimately collapsed from exhaustion...

"Shimi... I'm sorry..." Realizing all this, the girl couldn't help but secretly shed tears.

The girl remained in the car because she didn't want to let Shimi down.

Heading to the agency, the girl decided to take Shimi's place at this "internal event," to perform "pillow business" in Shimi's place!

But when the girl arrived at the agency's door, she hesitated.

It wasn't that she was backing down, but... the thought of having her most precious womanly purity taken away by strangers here made it impossible for her to take that step, no matter how firm her resolve.

Fortunately, the driver had been with her the whole time. The girl stopped, but the driver didn't. The agency door opened, and at the driver's gesture of "please come in," the girl reluctantly stepped into the passageway that had once changed her fate and was now about to change it again.

She was so nervous that even her thoughts stopped. She followed the driver until he opened a door but didn't go in. Only then did the girl realize with a start that she had reached her destination.

The producer was already waiting in the room.

She walked blankly to the sofa where the producer was sitting, and sat down blankly. The girl knew exactly why she had come, yet she had absolutely no idea what she was supposed to do...

"Ah!" The producer's arms wrapped around her shoulders from behind, and the nervous girl immediately gasped.

She only gasped, without struggling.

She let the producer pull her close, her trembling body pressed against him.

"Ha, you're too nervous," the producer said, not displeased with her reaction, but rather finding it somewhat amusing.

As a producer, he wasn't short of women willing to offer themselves, and nervousness was not uncommon, but he had never seen a girl so tense and trembling.

It was a rare and novel feeling.

Therefore, the producer didn't intend to force himself on her. He had anticipated that the virgin girl might suddenly change her mind, so he was prepared.

This was the perfect opportunity to break the deadlock.

"Since we still have time, let me show you some 'good stuff' first." His hand, holding the girl's shoulder, began to caress her improperly through her uniform, while his other hand pressed the remote.

"Ugh..." Two suppressed cries rang out one after the other.

The first came from the large television that had been turned on.

The second came from the girl, deeply shocked by the television images.

The girl's voice was muffled because the unbelievable scene before her made her gasp in surprise, covering her mouth with her hands.

The sound from the television was also muffled because the girl on the screen had her mouth gagged.

Gagged by a large, thick penis!

Surrounded by men who were either fat or tall, her slender, youthful body was accentuated.

Her delicate ankles were firmly grasped by chubby hands, and her long legs, encased in cute knee-high socks, were forced high and wide apart, posed in a shameful position.

Her uniform-style plaid skirt was still wrapped around her waist, and only around her waist. The lace-trimmed skirt, which should have hung down to cover her legs, could only limply drape over her slender waist in her lying position, allowing the view between her legs to be freely exposed.

As the girl's last line of defense, her plaid lace-trimmed panties, which matched the skirt, had been moved from their protective position, pulled down to one thigh, and hung on the lace trim of her knee-high socks. The girl's private parts, previously tightly protected by her panties, were now completely exposed to the camera lens.

Moreover, that most important part of her body wasn't just completely exposed, but being utterly violated!

Between the girl's legs, her delicate genitals, which should have been tightly closed, were being brutally penetrated by a dark, menacing

, and experienced-looking penis! From her feet, which were suddenly arched inside her socks, her tightly clenched toes, and even her trembling calves, it was clear that the girl was enduring immense stimulation. But the poor girl couldn't even cry out in relief, because her mouth was also being brutally penetrated by another large penis!

A pair of large hands held the girl's face, forcing her to tilt her head back and use her mouth to meet that disgusting urinary organ.

The girl's white shirt was completely open, her plaid tie loosened, and her plaid bra also came undone. The girl's developing, delicate breasts were being wantonly rubbed and kneaded by the man beside her, even the pink nipples at the tips were being constantly picked and teased.

The girl being ravaged by the men in the video had her upper face completely buried under the large, invading penis, but the girl watching the video already recognized the plaid uniform she was wearing.

Back then, Shimi had happily worn this schoolgirl-style plaid uniform, showing off her cute idol look…

"Shimi…" Deeply shocked by the horrific scene before her, the girl didn't even notice that her body, which had been tense and stiff, was now limp from shock, and she was even leaning closer to the producer as if seeking refuge. The girl

in the video, of course, couldn't hear the girl's cries.

But the girl still seemed to respond, letting out a muffled groan from her throat.

Because the fat man holding the girl's legs was thrusting his hips hard with low growls, his crotch slamming against the girl's buttocks!

The girl couldn't imagine the sensation she'd never experienced before. But as the fat man stepped back, the still-erect, menacing object that had been pulled from her body made her gasp.

Even without experience, she had a general idea of what male genitalia looked like from her school health education. But the object in the picture was far more realistic than the illustrations in the textbook, and when compared up close to the girl's private parts, the disproportionately large difference was striking.

The massive rod, thicker than her wrist, was coiled with veins resembling blood vessels, and its slightly conical, umbrella-shaped glans was twice as thick as the shaft, like a fist. The unidentified viscous fluid covering it proved that this terrifying rod had indeed struck the girl's most vulnerable area like a fist!

In contrast, the other female genitalia were in a pitiful state.

The developing genitals, the two small labia violently forced open, even after the massive penis was withdrawn, the labia remained slightly parted, revealing the ravaged, tender opening. The tightly closed opening continued to twitch pitifully, constantly spitting out streams of white, viscous fluid, proving that the once pure cavity, even the womb—the most important organ for a woman's development—had been cruelly filled with wicked semen!

The unbearable gaze shifted from the gruesome scene: the large clump of white foam around the opening formed from the intense friction, the pool of white fluid dripping and gathering between the thighs on the bed, even the legs trembling despite being lowered by the fat man… the battered lower body seemed to be crying out to the girl about her suffering.

However, the girl's suffering was not over, far from over.

"Ugh!" A mournful groan escaped again, forcing the girl to look at the girl's upper body once more.

The monstrous rod deeply inserted into the girl's mouth began to thrust in and out!

Not gently, but like the rod that had ejaculated between her thighs earlier, it was using her mouth as a sex organ, thrusting wildly and relentlessly!

The same thick, massive rod as before was almost completely withdrawn each time before being forcefully plunged back in. Its terrifying length was enough to pierce the girl's throat, cruelly violating her esophagus!

The thighs were somewhat bearable, after all, that area was meant to receive a male organ, but the esophagus…

the girl couldn't even imagine the torture of having such a terrifying thing forcibly invade her esophagus.

But the poor girl had just been penetrated from both ends by two terrifying rods!

"Hey, hey, hey, it's not time to rest yet." As if the girl wasn't shocked enough, another male voice came from the screen, and then another man entered the frame, lifting the girl's legs again.

Only then did the girl realize that the large clump of white fluid between her legs was clearly not just from one person…

“How could this be… this is too much…” Off-screen, the girl murmured in disbelief. On screen, the man had already lifted the girl’s legs, and another terrifying, monstrous penis was approaching her crotch.

Moreover, the men on screen, that group of men who had already ejaculated countless times, and who knew how many more times they would ejaculate, were not just these two or three…

“Stop… please stop… Shimi can’t take it…” The girl, already in tears, pleaded with the screen.

The only response was the merciless insertion of the penis once more, another abnormal spasm in the girl, and another muffled, choked groan.

“Don’t be silly, Shimi was just standing perfectly fine in front of you a moment ago.” The video had achieved its intended effect. In the midst of the immense shock, the girl didn’t even notice that the producer’s hand, which had been on her shoulder, had already slid down to her chest. Gently kneading the soft flesh in his palm, the producer finally spoke up, reminding her that this was past footage that had already been recorded.

"All right?" Recalling Shimi's appearance just now, and recalling the tragedy in the video, the girl couldn't help but cover her face and cry, "How could she be all right? Shimi has already... has already..."

"I said, don't make Shimi sound like she's dead, okay? The clinic just called. Shimi is just overworked due to lack of rest. She just needs to rest for a few days. Besides, this video wasn't taken during Shimi's last 'event'."

Hearing that Shimi was alright, the girl breathed a slight sigh of relief. But the producer's last sentence made the girl realize the terrifying implications.

Not the last "event"? Then how many times? How many times had Shimi been bullied like this?

"Please, please don't do this anymore. This... this kind of violence... how could you..." The terrifying thoughts brought the girl to the brink of collapse, and all she could do was grab the producer's clothes and beg him to stop.

"Wait a minute, Ms. Yamada, are you misunderstanding something?" The producer sneered, calmly retorting, "Who said we forced Shimi? Shimi asked for it herself to get the opportunity, and this video was part of a deal."

"A deal...?"

"Unlike those in the industry, outsiders might not believe that these seemingly innocent idol girls would do something like this for a performance opportunity. And you should know that if this is exposed, it's us adults with reputations and status who will suffer." "

So, to secure this performance opportunity, we naturally need to give her some proof. But we can't sign a contract for this, so we can only use this primitive method to give her proof that a girl willing to engage in 'pillow talk' would never use it as blackmail."

"Proof...so...this video..." Before the girl could refute the producer's twisted description of turning a violent act of lust into a blessing, she was stunned by the next sentence.

"Yes, it's already been delivered to her."

This kind of video had actually ended up in the hands of unknown strangers!

"This is...this is too much..." The girl was completely taken aback by the unbelievable industry rules...

Her stunned sobs were clearly not going to stop anytime soon, but the producer certainly wouldn't give up the bait that was already in his mouth.

The hand covering her chest suddenly gripped her roughly, drawing the girl's attention.

"No...no!" She cried out instinctively, then, remembering the tragedy in the video, the girl trembled. "I can't do that!"

"Huh? Didn't we agree that Ms. Yamada would replace Shimi? Or has Ms. Yamada backed out and wants Shimi to come back now to complete this 'activity'?"

"How can that be? Shimi is now..."

"Ms. Yamada, do you think this is a game?" The producer interrupted the girl, raising his voice, his tone serious. "The guests will be here soon, and there's not much time to prepare, so I'll only say this once. This job was Shimi's request, and giving you a place is already our biggest concession. So, you decide now, whether you take her place or let Shimi come back!"

Neither option was acceptable...

confusion.

But...Shimi's attitude just now...if the producer informed Shimi, she would definitely rush back regardless, even though her body couldn't take it...

worry.

But...she really didn't want to lose her purity in a place like this...

unwillingness.

However... this opportunity was something Shimi had to "sacrifice" to obtain...

a wavering.

If we give up here, Shimi's efforts will have been wasted...

responsibility.

And... for everyone at the school...

"For everyone at the school..." Shimi's last words before she fainted.

Gritting her teeth, she made a decision that would affect her entire life!

The girl silently pulled the producer's hand, which had retreated to her shoulder, back to her chest.

"That's more like it." The producer's serious expression instantly crumbled as he felt the soft touch in her hand. He then added an unnecessary explanation: "Besides, changing someone at the last minute would make the other person uneasy. If they find out they slept with a virgin, they might be shocked. So, I had to take Ms. Yamada's virginity. I can also give Ms. Yamada some pointers on 'hospitality skills'..."

Of course, the producer wouldn't reveal that taking a virgin was actually his hobby...

Closing her eyes, the girl felt that the ethereal words in her ears no longer mattered...

Another tear slid down her cheek, already streaked with tears because of her best friend's ordeal... After

several days of quiet rest, Shimi regained her dazzling radiance.

In the days that followed, Shimi continued her already exhausting idol training. At the same time, the girl's visits to the agency increased significantly.

"Silly child... I can handle that kind of thing alone, anyway, I've already..."

"How can you? How can you let Shimi bear this alone?"

Faced with Shimi's slightly agitated question, the girl simply smiled.

Although the girl knew that her smile, that forced smile, was probably uglier than crying...

but the girl knew that Shimi understood what she meant.

There was no going back, neither of them could go back... to their pure past...

so they had no choice but to fall together...

In fact, the pillow business with that advertising client was far simpler than the girl imagined; it was just being slept with. Although her purity was ruthlessly taken away by the producer, the unwilling girl was forced to experience the ultimate pleasure of the female body in her first experience under the experienced producer's delicate movements, making the subsequent pillow business much easier.

Although it still hurt a little, under the producer's guidance, the girl successfully found the feeling of desire in the client's straightforward and monotonous thrusting. Then, simply by following her body's instructions and honestly reflecting her shy reaction—a reaction unaccustomed to pleasure—the client was already quite satisfied.

As a result, the girl landed a nationwide advertising opportunity.

It was an advertisement for agricultural products; in a short clip, the girl, dressed in a pure, even somewhat rustic style, dug potatoes and harvested corn in a field. Her no longer-pure body was crafted into a pure image, ending with a scene of her pulling a large white radish from the ground.

For this less-than-a-day shoot, the girl sacrificed her purity.

And not just once.

To maintain popularity and to ensure Shimi's efforts weren't wasted, the girl now officially participated in the agency's "internal activities," which Shimi had previously silently endured.

Unlike advertising clients, these activities, orchestrated by industry insiders, were incredibly diverse.

Accustomed to pillow-business and not satisfied with simple sexual acts, these industry professionals employed increasingly sophisticated methods to manipulate women.

From vibrators to massage sticks, from oral sex to anal sex, from bondage to enemas, even hiding in the toilet during school breaks to livestream masturbation shows, and being forced to insert a remote-controlled vibrator into her underwear during public performances…

From initial resistance and endurance to later resigned acceptance, it slowly evolved into shame, yet with a touch of enjoyment…

Then, the advertisement was finally released, and it received an unexpectedly huge response. The girl holding a large radish displayed her pure image, even earning her the nickname "Radish," and became a regional school idol with high popularity. She

finally understood why Shimi had worked so hard to secure a national advertising opportunity for her, and the subtle stirrings that had long been hidden in her heart led the girl to proactively ask the producer if she could appear in a national advertisement again.

Of course, for a girl who was not a well-known idol nationwide, obtaining an opportunity to appear in a national advertisement required the same methods.

Standing in that room she had seen in the video before, the girl's feelings were very complicated.

However, the situation left her no time to think. Those large, erect penises, pointing angrily at her, were already itching for more.

Was Shimi like that back then…?

Wearing the same uniform as Shimi, surrounded by men, the girl felt as if she were one with Shimi.

Because of the purpose of the video, the girl couldn't be passive as usual. Forcing a smile, she gently cupped the closest penis in her hands and kissed it lightly with her pale pink lips.

Back then, Shimi…

stuck out her small, tender tongue, licking away the foul-smelling, transparent fluid from the glans, the strange taste melting in her mouth. Already familiar with the techniques of service, she began to gently stroke it with her hands while simultaneously opening her mouth to suck.

No longer resisting the odor of the penis, her body felt a warm sensation between her legs. Her mature body, already well-developed, showed an aroused response amidst the strong masculine scent.

Shimi…

the girl's actions were like a signal; as she opened her mouth to service the large penis, the other men also began to act.

The buttons on her blouse were undone, the hem of her skirt was lifted, her matching bra was pushed aside, and her panties were pulled down.

The girl only realized when she was asked to wear this uniform that the original uniform didn't include underwear. This matching plaid lace bra and panties were purely for the purpose of pillow business.

Like Shimi…

her pink nipples were plucked, and rough fingers invaded her labia. While her mouth served the man, her body was also aroused. Her

no longer pure body responded with corresponding lewdness. Her throat trembled slightly as she sucked on the large penis, emitting soft, trembling sounds. Her nipples swelled and rose, and her vulva secreted greedy fluid.

Shimi… Shimi…

diligently swallowed the large penis deep into her esophagus, her fingers gently kneading the scrotum.

Confirming that her crotch was soaked, her small buttocks were lifted, assuming a kneeling position.

The man in front couldn't help but hold the girl's cute face and thrust his hips, while the man behind him, holding his large penis, aimed at the still shyly closed, yet anxiously leaking semen-filled, alluring vagina.

"Ugh!" With muffled groans, the poor girl was mercilessly penetrated from both ends by two large penises!

Just like with Shimi back then…

Large hands gripped her slender waist, and thick penises began brutally thrusting into her delicate vagina!

In this unequal contest of strength, the frail girl was instantly defeated, her delicate body trembling helplessly under the brutal ravaging.

Unfortunately, the "activity" had already begun, and the men no longer hesitated, starting to indulge in playing with this high-quality female body they could never normally access.

With Shimi… together…

Her nascent body had already been fully explored. The large penis forcefully stretched open her narrow vaginal canal, violently rubbing against the fragile flesh walls, brutally pressing her sensitive G-spot, and forcefully pounding her delicate cervix! Her

most private weaknesses were completely invaded, and her consciousness gradually faded. The girl could no longer even care about the service of her tongue, and could only let the large penis in her mouth thrust in and out of her orifice at an accelerated pace.

Shimi!

A grand tremor marked that the girl's body had been pushed to the first wave of orgasm!

At the same time, it also indicated that the erotic feast had entered the climax stage!

Her swollen nipples were bitten by clamps with lead weights, and the small buds with their protective skin peeled back were tightly pressed by a vibrating massager. The beaded rod composed of large round balls violently invaded her unsuspecting and tight anus without warning!

"Ugh!"

The deep orgasm that was forced to erupt in addition to the orgasm completely shattered the girl's thoughts!

Unconscious, forceful sucking pushed the large penis in her throat to its limit, causing a gush of semen to shoot out of her esophagus and directly into her stomach.

"Ahhh! Ah... Ugh!" A piercing scream accompanied the withdrawal of the large penis, but before a second cry could escape, her poor little mouth was once again blocked by another large penis.

Even the freedom of dazed ecstasy was taken away in the throes of orgasm, and the girl's consciousness was completely lost.

However, her body's physical reactions were completely captured on film.

The sudden acceleration and hard thrusting stimulated the petite girl so much that even her toes clenched tightly!

The final, fast and fierce sprint ended with several powerful impacts. Her cervix was brutally impacted by the white, turbid fluid, and countless tears welled up in the girl's wide eyes, her waist arching violently!

The pitiful trembling did not earn her mercy; the alluring, weak trembling only provoked further violation.

The large penis was withdrawn from her tender vagina, bringing with it a large gush of reversed semen. Her exhausted little bottom slumped to the side, her equally exhausted legs spread wide apart. Another large penis relentlessly thrust into her still convulsing, trembling orifice!

Driven by instinct, the girl could only manage muffled moans from her blocked throat. Her slender limbs, easily subdued by any of the men present, were brutally attacked by two men in the exhaustion of her chain of orgasms; she had no ability to resist or struggle.

The large penis inserted into her vagina didn't immediately begin thrusting. The muscular man released the girl's small, beautiful legs encased in cute knee-high socks, gripped her waist with both hands, turned her around, and shifted her position, lifting the lithe girl onto his body, creating a riding position with the large penis on her.

The orgasm had no chance to end; the large penis slipped out of her mouth with each thrust, and a plaintive moan rang out again.

"Ah...no...over there..." Before she could even vent her emotions, the girl hurriedly begged for mercy, because the sensation coming from behind was simply too terrifying.

The beaded rod in her anus was violently pulled out and replaced with another hot object, pressed against her spasming, narrow anus.

Her anus, which had been developed independently before, immediately recognized that it was a large penis!

"Both at once...it'll break...it'll definitely break..." The girl, whose two holes had been developed independently before but had never experienced gang rape, could not imagine the terrifying stimulation that would occur if both holes were inserted at the same time while she was in the sensitive state of orgasm.

"Ahhh!"

Unable to imagine, yet forced to experience it!

Her out-of-control waist and small feet twisted and arched simultaneously, her whole body convulsing as she clenched her small fists, screaming as saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth, her large eyes, which were also constantly rolling down with tears, even trembled and rolled back, and between her thighs, another jet of water erupted as she spasmed and gushed, directly losing control and urinating in the midst of an unrestrained and intense orgasm!

The girl's clearly excessive orgasmic reaction reignited the violent emotions.

The massive penises, assaulting both her orifices, didn't even give her a chance to catch her breath; instead, at the most sensitive moment when both orifices were convulsing uncontrollably, they launched a frenzied attack simultaneously!

The girl was even deprived of her only outlet—screaming. The massive penises, having left her mouth, chased after her gasping lips, relentlessly thrusting in to the hilt, mercilessly violating her esophagus!

While being brutally raped from both ends, two more men approached from the left and right. Even her hands were forced to manipulate the two massive penises, and her developing, delicate breasts were wantonly played with in the men's hands!

The only thing free was her exhausted but still twitching and clenching little feet. Forced to endure endless, all-encompassing torture, the girl could only helplessly allow herself to be ravaged by the numerous massive penises in succession during repeated, intense orgasms.

Her body had long since lost control, and even her consciousness had completely vanished. Overwhelmed by excessive pleasure signals, her mind was filled only with orgasms; she knew nothing of pillow sales or advertisers anymore…

Shi… Mi…

A few days later, the girl got her wish and received another opportunity for pillow sales.

“Shi Mi, do your best today!” After school, they went to the agency together. As they waved goodbye in the corridor, the girl encouraged Shi Mi, who was heading to the practice room.

“Kokoro, um…” Knowing the girl’s job this time, Shi Mi didn’t know whether she should encourage her in the same way…

“It’s okay, as long as I’m with Shi Mi.” Her smile was genuine. After waving goodbye to Shi Mi, the girl strode towards the familiar room.

The booked customer was already waiting in the room.

“Nice to meet you.” Her face was slightly tense from nervousness, but she forced a smile. The girl’s attempt to be hospitable only revealed her youthful innocence.

"Hehehe, I know you, you're Yamada Kokoro from that radish commercial, right? You seem even more innocent in person than in the commercial."

After saying goodbye to the girl, Shimi didn't go to the practice room, but instead went to the room where the girl had been sexually assaulted by the producer for the first time.

"Still watching this? Is the producer not satisfied with Kokoro?" The clip playing on the large TV in the room was the video the producer had shown the girl.

"How could I be? I'm very satisfied. I just suddenly wanted to relive this 'Shimi' video." The man performing oral sex in the video finally ejaculated into the girl's mouth, and as his large penis was withdrawn, the girl's face, covered in semen, was finally revealed on the screen.

"Oh? How was the effect? Are you obsessed with that 'Shimi'? Are you going to abandon me, the Shimi?" In the video, a girl with a figure that looked exactly like Shimi had a completely different face.

That girl wasn't Shimi at all!

"How could that be? I'm still waiting for Shimi to offer herself up!" With a casual press of the remote, the screen changed to a video of Yamada being surrounded by men, repeatedly losing consciousness and fainting during endless gang rape, only to be forcibly awakened.

"I say, don't you think this is a bit too much?"

"I think it's just right. Doesn't Shimi find it exciting to watch a girl who doesn't know anything being brutally raped into a little bitch?" As if responding to the producer, the girl, lifted up by two men with almost all her weight pressing down on the large penises that were deeply inserted into her two holes, looked up and cried out, once again convulsing and losing control of her bladder during an excessive orgasm.

"Hmm..." After frowning and pondering for a moment, Shimi's face broke into a bewitching smile that seemed completely out of place with her childish appearance. "It's actually quite captivating..."

"So, Shimi, would you like to give it a try?" Following her words, the producer put his arm around Shimi's slender shoulder. "Although I promised to promote you to graduation for this girl, as for the middle position in the performance..."

"Middle position?" Shimi seemed prepared, naturally avoiding the producer's embrace, and pulled a photo album from her bag: "How about this Zichuan-san? Guaranteed virginity. I heard she has a younger sister who plans to enroll next year."

"Sister-don..." Looking at the girl in the photo album, the producer smiled: "Deal!"

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