It's going to melt.

Chapter 1 Black Leather Gloves 1

... High-speed train No. 00 on Line 1 is about to proceed. Please move to the inside of the white line...

A light camel-colored coat came into view as the train stopped by the platform door.

"Oh! It's that woman. Is it always this time every Monday morning?"

That was last Monday. At the same time today, Okamoto, a habitual pervert, happened to share a train with that woman. She had slightly wavy long hair, a cashmere overcoat, and carried an imported bag in her black leather gloves. Her calm and elegant expression gave the impression of a secretary at a top-tier company, which was exactly what Okamoto wanted. From this station to the terminal, the door on this side couldn't be opened. The woman was standing facing the door, and he cleverly squeezed behind her on her right. The moving train swayed slightly, and he used his body to press the woman against the door. The fragrance emanating from her hair was incredibly alluring, and his crotch instantly became large and hard. The woman seemed to realize what the "thing" pressed against her waist was, and she turned her body, trying to escape. To make an excuse easier, Okamoto first rubbed the back of his left hand against her buttocks, which were covered by a cashmere coat. The woman just kept her head down, her brows slightly furrowed, biting her lip.

"Great! Maybe I can enjoy it all the way to the end,"

Okamoto thought, switching his hand to his palm and enjoying the soft, firm feel of her buttocks through the coat. Then, his right hand slowly moved along her waist towards her front. He felt the soft body under the coat tremble slightly occasionally, but thankfully there was no resistance. Okamoto continued to caress her, reaching his climax with satisfaction. By the time the train pulled into the station, Okamoto was almost at his climax. As soon as the doors opened, the woman ran off as if fleeing. Okamoto, his groin swollen, crawled into the station's restroom. As soon as he pulled his penis out of the stall, he ejaculated a large amount of semen with a "plop plop plop plop plop," spraying it all over the toilet bowl.

"Wow, this is the first time I've been out this much. Ah, I wish I could see her again."
That day, the lingering smooth cashmere on his hands and the woman's scent excited him so much he couldn't stop, unable to leave the restroom, and almost missed his part-time job.

2.

Okay~ Today too…

The doors opened, and he stepped onto the tram. Just as he was about to go around behind her, the last passenger to board pushed him far away from her. After that, he tried to move behind her as the tram swayed, but ultimately failed, and reached the final stop.

"Damn it~ What a waste of a rare opportunity. Next week I must…"

He walked through the station building while mentally humiliating the woman, and suddenly noticed a person in a light camel coat turning towards the lockers.

"Is that… is that woman?"

The lockers were located deep in the passageway leading from the station building to the underground shopping mall. Although there were surveillance cameras there, the lockers lined up side by side blocked most of them. Therefore, although there were many lockers, few people used them. Now, apart from Okamoto following the woman, no one else came over. As if lured, Okamoto followed the woman to the innermost locker, but the woman was nowhere to be seen. For a moment, Okamoto stood there, bewildered and frozen.

"Eh? What's going on?"

He had barely finished speaking when something soft suddenly bumped into him from behind, pinning him against a locker.
Thump!

"Whoa! What?"

"I said, you're the pervert from last week, right?"

"Eh? Eh? N-no…"

"It's okay, I won't call the police to arrest you. Hey, is being a pervert fun?"

"No, that… well, it's just…"

"I just think, if it's fun, I'd like to do it too. You mean doing this kind of thing, right?"
"Ugh!"

The woman's right hand, which had been tightly hugging Okamoto from behind, began to move downwards. Startled by the woman's actions, Okamoto didn't shake her off, but let her continue.

"Huh? What's wrong with this woman? She's an incredible slut (the opposite of a pervert, referring to a woman with a strong sex drive). But this isn't so bad..."

The black leather glove repeatedly stroked his crotch, then unbuckled her belt and pulled out his penis. The situation, completely opposite to last week, made Okamoto feel inexplicably excited; his penis had already begun to erect. The gradually hardening penis rubbed against the leather, making a sound, and then the glove increased its grip and continued to stroke it.
"How does it feel to be violated by a woman? Violated by a leather glove. You're going to be violated until you're sticky and melting."

The black leather glove played with Okamoto's penis. The cold, soft black leather wrapped, kneaded, and squeezed the glans, shaft, and scrotum. Just like a hot iron rod gradually melting in a furnace, Okamoto's already hot and hard penis was also melting in her hands. Her whispered words kept echoing in Okamoto's mind.

"Being violated by a woman... being violated by a black leather glove... being violated... I'm melting... being violated by a black glove..."

The melting pleasure emanating from his penis reached his internal organs and then spread throughout his body. This humiliating and inverted situation allowed him to experience the pleasure of being abused for the first time.

"I'm melting... my brain... my little brother... my body... is melting... being melted by a leather glove..."
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"Ah, ah, um, woo~!... ah woo, no, don't... I'm melting... woo!! Ugh!"
"No, don't make such a loud noise."

The black leather glove blocked Okamoto's nose and mouth. The smell of leather and the unique female body odor, like armpit odor, entered his nasal cavity. Every time he sought oxygen through the tiny gap in the leather glove, that "sweet poison" would spread into his nasal cavity and mouth. Then it filled his lungs, dissolved into his blood, and invaded every cell in his body. "Hands, feet, and penis, invaded by the poison gas, emitted pleasurable moans as they gradually melted." This sensation made Okamoto groan involuntarily.

"Mmm~! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm~! (I'm melting. My body is melting.)"
"Hehe, does it feel good? How is it? You're melting, aren't you?"

"Mmm! Mmm, mmm mmm~! Mmm~~! (Ah, I'm going to ejaculate... I'm going to ejaculate... I'm going to melt~!)"

"Hehe, melt away~!"

Plop, plop sizzle~~ Glug, glug plop plop~ "Look. It's become so sticky~"
For ejaculation, this amount was far too much; the locker and the floor were covered in semen. As soon as the woman removed her hand from his mouth, Okamoto cried out, as if his soul had dissipated along with the semen, slowly collapsing and kneeling on the ground.

"Ahhh... Haaaaah... Haaaaah... Haaaaah..."

"I never knew perverts were so interesting."

"Ha, ah, that's amazing... You, did you put something in your gloves? This is my first time doing this."
"Yes, it's something like perfume. Hehe, it's not over yet. I'll make you even stickier."

"Eh? No, no... Please, please spare me." "

No. This is punishment for your bad deeds. I'm going to melt you down."

"Ah, no, no, ah, ah..."

The woman unbuttoned her coat, turning Okamoto around while he remained kneeling, and embraced him, wrapping him in the coat filled with "poisonous gas." Okamoto pressed himself against the woman's body inside the coat, her beautifully shaped breasts encased in a light blue knit fabric. Okamoto buried his face in her cleavage, letting the "melting" pleasure spread throughout his body. The pleats of her skirt rustled, stimulating his penis, and Okamoto, already completely violated, ejaculated again in the blink of an eye. Black leather gloves slipped under the man's shirt, caressing his back, armpits, and nipples. Pleasure coursed through the skin touched by the woman, until finally, those areas began to melt as if unable to withstand the overwhelming pleasure.

Okamoto

's body was being violated by the black leather gloves. His body, touched by the woman's hands, melted like ice cream.

"Being touched all over with leather gloves and gradually melting is the best punishment for a pervert, isn't it? Hehehe."

"Ahhh... I'm going to... I'm going to melt... I'm really going to melt..."

"That's right, being wrapped up by me, you really will melt away~"

The man's consciousness, invaded by "poisonous gas," was also melting away by pleasure.

"Being violated... by a woman, by a coat, a skirt, wrapped in gloves... being violated... melting..."

"I'm going to... I'm going to cum... Ah, ahh, I'm going to melt away~ Ugh..."

The woman pressed her leg against Okamoto's crotch. Just as he was stimulated and about to begin his "final climax," the woman's phone rang.

"Ah, oh no, I forgot. Wait a moment." Beep.

It

was Kenichi calling. Kenichi was about to graduate for his exams, but Chiharu had asked him to help organize the materials for today's planning meeting, which he hadn't finished yesterday. So they agreed to hand it to Chiharu at the station before she went to work, but Chiharu didn't show up at the agreed place, so he called.

"Yes... Kenichi-kun, sorry... um... the east exit... right... thank you, I'll be right there."

Chiharu left Okamoto's body, straightening her slightly disheveled clothes.

"Sorry, there's no time left. I have to go."

"Hey, hey, it's over already? This was just the beginning~ I mean, how about we go somewhere else to enjoy ourselves slowly next time?"

"Eh? You still want to keep your body like that? Hey, you can't be a pervert anymore, can you? Take a good look at your hands."

"What?... Ah, ugh!! What, what is this? Ah~!!!"

"Well, goodbye."

The fingers of her raised right hand were like a burnt-out candle, leaving only a small lump, and the last remaining finger of her left hand melted before Okamoto's eyes, dripping to the ground. Her groin gushed out like ejaculation, and the arm she had raised to beg Chiharu for help was like mud, sticky and dripping down. Okamoto didn't even have the strength to kneel down, and with a splat, her buttocks landed on the "puddle" she had created. The man called out to Chiharu, who was walking away with her back to him.

"Hey, hey, are you leaving? Just like that?... You, you have to help me. Please, please."
"Hmm~ Yeah, that's true, it's really pitiful

." "Right, right? That's right, things like this..."

"I know. I'll help you."

"Ah, that's great. Can you help me back to normal? Please, please help me."
"Eh? No, I'm going to help you dissolve without leaving a trace, and then absorb it all."

"Eh? Wh-how could this be..."

"Look~ it's going to dissolve~"

Chiharu, facing Okamoto again, lifted the hem of her skirt high. Okamoto watched as the sticky fluid gushing from Chiharu's private parts completely soaked her panties and stockings, even overflowing and dripping down. The soaked panties became transparent, and Chiharu's black crotch was close at hand, the sticky fluid falling onto Okamoto's face. Realizing that the sticky smell clinging to his cheeks and forehead was the source of the scent seeping into Chiharu's gloves, Okamoto's face contorted in terror. No, perhaps it was an expression of pleasure, for then Chiharu's skirt covered the man's head, obscuring his face. His limbs were mostly dissolved, and his upper body couldn't escape the skirt that enveloped him. Okamoto could only succumb to pleasure, letting out moans.

"Ah, help, help... me... ah... ah, help me... ah, ah..."

"Hehehe, I'm not going to save you. Just give up and dissolve obediently."

Chiharu pressed the man's head, struggling within the skirt, against her sticky crotch. The folds of the skirt swayed with Okamoto's desperate movements within the gray skirt, making gurgling sounds.

*Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle* "It's melting... Ahh, help... Help... Melting... Melting..."

*Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle* "Come on, melt it away!"

"It's melting... Help... Ugh... Gurgle... Ugh..."

*Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle*

Finally, after her skirt, which had bulged from absorbing the man, returned to normal, Chiharu nonchalantly walked towards the exit to find Kenichi at the agreed-upon place. A little while later, a couple carrying a large suitcase arrived at the spot where Chiharu and Okamoto had just been and saw "that."

"Ugh, what is this? It's so dirty, did a drunk do this?"

"I say, let's use a locker from somewhere else."

"Ah, that's true."

A portion of Okamoto that couldn't be absorbed turned into a puddle of "vomit," splashing all over the locker door and surrounding area. Clothes, shoes, watch, and phone were completely melted; the traces of the person who was there just minutes before had vanished without a trace. But Chiharu didn't know. On the other side of the surveillance camera, a pair of eyes had been watching Chiharu's "behavior."

Chapter 2 Cashmere Coat 1

Last Thursday, a friend I've known since my student days came to my company.

"Majima, take a look at this videotape. It's much more interesting than your porn DVDs."

"Office XXX Planning" is a porn DVD production and sales company that specializes in selling porn DVDs online. The company isn't large, and it doesn't earn much. The DVD Tamura gave me was footage from the security cameras at ○○ Station. He works for a company that contracted the security services for that building and brought this surveillance footage out. There are many camera feeds in the building's disaster prevention management center's monitoring room. While switching between these feeds, he accidentally saw a person's movement and discovered "that." Of course, saving it to a DVD and taking it out without permission is against regulations, but deleting "that" would be a real shame, so he brought it to me.

"It's really nice to have your mouth stuffed up from behind and be squeezed."

"I didn't expect there to be a perverted woman doing this kind of thing so early in the morning."

"Can this be commercialized here?" (referring to secretly filming a perverted woman)

Only the man and woman, facing sideways, were captured from the waist up. The image is a bit grainy, but the splattered semen is also recorded. After the man kneels down, he is obscured by the woman's back, so his face is not visible, but the woman's writhing posture is erotic enough. The spot where the man completely collapses is probably in a blind spot of the camera; the woman's departing figure is recorded, but the man is nowhere to be seen. For a fleeting moment, the woman captured from the front is a remarkably beautiful woman.

"Hmm, this is really good. But, it's a bit too short. Let's use an 'actress' later."

"Hehe, after that, the other cameras captured the woman walking towards the east exit of the station building. I was on the night shift yesterday, so I was monitoring the east exit this morning. Then I spotted her immediately. She was wearing the same coat as the day before yesterday, and black gloves. Ah, I want to be treated like that by her too. Later, I followed her to her workplace. It's 5 minutes from the station, △○house·planning (housing planning)."

"Is that so? If we keep tracking her, we might be able to film her. If we film her secretly, the footage might be rough, but it would have a great atmosphere. Besides, this woman is beautiful. If we get along well, maybe she'll agree to 'act' in it."

It's 5:15 PM on Monday now, 5 days since I watched Tamura's DVD. After that, every day I stayed in a van parked near the △○house·planning company with two staff members, monitoring the woman as she left the company and went home. We successfully tracked her to her home and learned her name. Although we successfully recorded her coming and going to work, we hadn't captured the crucial "behavior." Now, the figure in the light camel-colored long coat and black gloves, the one I'd gotten used to seeing these past few days, appeared outside the building again.
"President, she's out. Let's go."

Hirata and Yamano, the photographer, lighting technician, art director, and actor (because it's a small company, they have to do everything), followed behind the woman, each carrying a bag containing a camera.

"Oh, thank you."

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"Last week she didn't go anywhere and went straight home. Today she didn't go to the station ticket gate." "

Having a date with a man. Looks like a student. Going to eat? Let's wait outside for now. Okay, she's out." "

The movie theater? Let's go. The camera has night vision for night-time filming. We're sure we can capture something."
It was a poorly rated B-grade horror movie. There were very few spectators. Hirata and Yamano entered separately. The woman sat next to the central aisle, while Hirata sat in a seat between the woman and the aisle. Yamano sat in a seat facing the opposite direction, about three seats away. They filmed from both sides with their cameras.

Chiharu took her double-folded coat from her lap and covered Kenichi's knees. The hem of the coat covered Kenichi's crotch and down to his knees. Chiharu reached her hand to the side and placed it on the coat, stimulating Kenichi's groin. His body shuddered, and he reacted.

"Chiharu, no, not here with so many people."

"..."

Chiharu casually reached her gloved hand under the coat. Kenichi tried to stop Chiharu's hand by grabbing her with both hands on the coat, but his back stiffened, his expression contorted, and he let out a groan.
"Hmm, uh, uh..."

"Hehe, I was just joking. It's okay, I won't melt you."

Chiharu's hand played with Kenichi's crotch under her coat, the coat covering his lower body writhing incessantly. The movie was about to reach its climax. The scene of the protagonist's friend dying horribly under the fangs of a female vampire. The man was entangled in the woman's black cloak, his neck injected with venom, melting away in a sticky mess, and finally being sucked dry. The moment the man melted, Kenichi finally reached his limit, groaning "Ugh" as his whole body convulsed. For Hirata, who didn't particularly like horror movies, this was a truly bizarre scene.

"That guy, he can actually climax while watching something so disgusting, won't he have psychological trauma?"
Hirata's worries were completely unnecessary. Kenichi, his underwear already a mess, went to the toilet. A minute or two later, Chiharu also left her seat and walked out, leaving the theater before the movie ended.

"Huh? Even if it's a B-rated horror movie, you can't just leave without watching it all the way through!"

Hirata and Yamano hurriedly chased after them, following the two as they came out of the movie theater.

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"Kenichi-kun. Don't turn around, listen to me. We're being followed. Someone's been following me since last week."

"Eh? Do you know who it is?"

"Hmm~ I ran into a pervert the other day."

"Ah, how pitiful, what a disaster."

"Right, perverts are so annoying." "

No, no, I'm talking about that pervert. Because, he's probably dead by now." "

Seriously! You're so mean. But," that "maybe they saw us..." "

Are they police?" "

Probably not. So I want to arrest those stalkers. Kenichi-kun, please help me out."
"So that's why you did that earlier?" "

That's right, if I do something like that, they'll probably come closer."

"I see. I was wondering about that."

"But, it's interesting. Kenichi-kun's patient way of enduring it. Hehe..."

The two walked to the station, took the tram, and got off at the station closest to Chiharu's house. Then they went into the park on their way home.

"Hmm? Can we get through? This park is pretty big, isn't it?"

Hirata and his companion approached from behind the bushes, only to find the two embracing in a blind spot. They took the camera out of their bag, switched to night vision mode, and started recording. A vivid image appeared through the viewfinder: a woman was gagging the man from behind, playing with his penis, and the man was gently twisting and struggling.

"Not bad~ Not bad at all. What a perverted woman."

"Hey, that man, he's really energetic. He's only been out of the movie theater for about 30 minutes. That's impressive."

"Ah, but I'm a little envious."

In less than 5 minutes, he ejaculated. The amount of semen was as large as urination, and Kenichi collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

"Amazing... I want to be violated too... Hmm?!"

The woman reflected in the viewfinder looked up and stared at Hirata.

"I'm saying, you can come out now. Because I did this for you guys. You can film closer."

"We've been found out!! We've been exposed! But, but is it okay? There's no way around it."

"Sorry. Actually, we found you at ○○ station and wanted to recruit you."

Hirata and Yamano stood up from behind the bushes. Walking over to Chiharu, Hirata handed her a business card with the job title "Office · XXX Project Video Producer."

"Hmm~ Video Producer… Hey, video refers to AV, right?"

"Almost, that's about right. Ah, if we can use these recordings, we'll pay you your performance fee."

"Is that so? But even if I don't agree, you'll still use them without permission, right?"

"No, how could that be... Ah, excuse me, I need to take this call..."

Hirata's phone vibrated.

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beeps

"Ah, President, now... um, with her... that's right. Yes... okay, I'll let her listen."

Hirata handed the phone to Chiharu.

"It's our president. Can you talk to him directly?"

"Yeah, sure... is... um, a performance?... um... okay..."

"I understand. Then I'll go over there this Sunday.... Okay, I'll hang up now."

beep

"Okay. You guys rarely come over, won't you film a little more? I'm fine. But Kenichi-kun might not be able to handle it."

"I'll do it!!" "I, I'll do it!"

Hirata and Yamano were both full of enthusiasm and volunteered.

"Let's take turns then. Okay, you start. You are..."

"My name is Yamano!! Um, what kind of feeling should we use?"

"Let me think... Ah, right, how about being attacked by a female vampire like in that movie?"
"Eh? Should I bite you?"

"How about being wrapped in a cloak and melted? Let's use this coat instead of a cloak to melt you."

"Hmm? A cloak? A coat? Melt? This is a bit... We don't have enough costumes and props..."

"Let's do it this way. Mr. Yamano, go to the tree and stand facing that way."

"Ah, ah... Okay then..." "

Yano, let's treat this as a rehearsal and try it once."

Chiharu pointed to a spot 5 meters away, where Hirata, who was preparing the camera, was looking for a shooting position.

"Mr. Yamano. I'm going to attack you now~ You can resist a little."

Chiharu took off her coat, pulled out the belt, and held it open as she approached Yamano from behind. Then, with a whoosh, she wrapped the coat around Yamano's upper body. Before Yamano could raise his arm, Chiharu bound it with the belt of her coat, rendering him immobile. Chiharu's left hand pressed against Yamano's face, hidden by the coat, while her right hand reached towards his groin. Yamano let out a strange cry.

"I'm going to violate you~ I'm going to melt you~ Hehehehe."

"Ugh, ah, ah... ahhhhhh... ugh... ugh... ugh..."

Chiharu's hand gently pressed against Yamano's face through the thick fabric, pressing him against the coat lining, which was saturated with her body odor. The woman's "hormones" seeped into Yamano's body with each breath, driving him wild. His sexual center was stimulated, releasing pleasure substances. Then, the cells eroded by the "witch's hormones" produced even more pleasure substances, until finally, the pleasure substances he produced burst open and dissolved as if about to spill out.

"How does it feel to be violated by my coat?"

"Ee... good... very good... I'm... melting... ah... ahh... melting..."

"If you don't escape from inside quickly, you'll melt into a sticky puddle. Hehehehe."

"Ah... ahh... being... melted by the coat... good... good..."

"But it feels good, doesn't it, Mr. Yamano? Wrapped in a cashmere coat, violated, and then melting."
Chiharu

's hand stroked his penis, continuously spurting semen. Once, twice, three times, four times... like milking a cow, the black leather gloves moved rhythmically, making a hissing sound, squeezing Yamano's body. Yamano twisted his body, trying to escape, but his body had already begun to melt, and he didn't have the strength to shake off Chiharu. The puddle of semen at his feet continued to expand.

"You can shoot a little more, I'll even let it melt."

"It feels so good, but I've reached my limit... I'm really... really melting..."

"Yeah, being wrapped in this coat really will make you melt."

"P-Put the coat... Please, put the coat... Ah... Ah... Please... Save me... I'm melting... melting..."
"Hehehe, you can't escape now. I'll help you become all sticky."

"No, no... Ah... Melt... Melt... Let me out... the coat..."

Hirata, the photographer, was so engrossed that he forgot to blink. Yamano's cries were so real they didn't seem like acting, and the amount of semen was unusually large. Hirata's hand holding the camera dropped, and the lens was pointed at the ground. Unbeknownst to him, Yamano's jeans were already soaked, and a large puddle had appeared at his feet.

"No...no...it's...it's melting...help..."

"Hey, hey. Yamano, are you alright? What happened? Hey! You're not really melting..."

"That's right, Mr. Yamano has melted. The inside of his coat is all sticky."

"Help...help me...ah...melting...ooh...ooh...ooh..."

Yamano gradually slumped down at Chiharu's feet. Around Yamano, who was sitting down wearing his coat, the puddle was constantly expanding, and at the same time, the coat covering his upper body was gradually shrinking.

"Hey! Yamano!!" "

..."

The cashmere coat, which had completely flattened out in Yamano's "puddle," was covered in mud and water.

"What's going on? Huh? Huh?... Hey... this, this is..."

"I told you from the beginning, didn't I? You'll melt away wrapped in this coat."

"But, but, this kind of thing... it's a lie, right..."

"Alright, it's time for your turn. It's Mr. Hirata's turn. Mr. Hirata, you'll melt away like this too~ Hehehe."

Chiharu picked up the sticky, wet coat and spread it out in front of Hirata, the "mountain" on it dripping onto the ground.

"Ugh, so dirty~ Ah. I shouldn't have done this outside."

"Eek..."

Hirata, backing away, vaguely heard the sound of footsteps on gravel coming from the direction of the park entrance.

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"Someone's coming! I-I have to go get help!"

Hirata desperately lifted his stiff legs and ran towards the park entrance.

"You can't escape. Just let yourself melt away!"

Swish. The coat spread out like a fishing net and attacked Hirata. However, because Hirata's legs were trembling so violently, the coat only lightly brushed against his staggering body to the left, and with a splash, "muddy water" splattered onto the ground.

"Ah~ yeah, really!"

"Eek~~!"

Hirata's movements became increasingly fluid, accelerating towards the exit. He saw someone under the streetlights at the park entrance. When he turned around, he saw Chiharu already running away with her back to him, perhaps noticing someone else there. The thought of "being saved" made his legs give way, and he collapsed in front of the woman. The woman seemed startled by the man's drastically changed expression and took a step back. Her image flashed through Hirata's mind for a moment, but in his panic, he couldn't care less. He lay on all fours, panting, saying,

"H-Help... Haaaaa... Haaaaaa..."

"W-What's wrong?"

"M-Murder... Over there, Yamano... was... killed... Quick, call the police..."

He couldn't find his phone in his pocket. Perhaps it was left there with the camera and his bag.

"Should I call the police?"

"Ah, sorry. Please."

Beep, beep, beep, beep... Um... Someone was murdered in Central Park on ○○ Street... No, the person who saw it wasn't me..."

"Yes, that's right... Okay... Please help me." Beep.

"They should be here soon."

"Haa~ I'm saved."

"What happened?"

"Over there, Yamano... My colleague from work... was murdered."

Hirata explained the situation. He didn't mention "voyeurism," only that his colleague was attacked by a woman, and the manner of her death was bizarre and gruesome. After he escaped here, the woman went in the opposite direction from the park.

"I never expected this to happen... but what I said is true! I saw it with my own eyes!"
"Really? Such a thing..."

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"That wasn't human... that was... a monster... a witch... yes, it was a witch..."

"A witch...?"

"...The police probably won't believe me..."

"No, I believe you. Witches exist. Really... because..."

Hirata, having regained some composure, remained slumped on the ground, looking at the woman. Medium-length hair, an intellectual and elegant expression, a loose black cashmere overcoat, black leather gloves, and boots. Her all-black attire made one unconsciously want to describe her as "like a witch." The vague sense of déjà vu amplified his unease. The woman's next words instantly turned his unease into fear.

"The one you saw was Chiharu, my sister. Chiharu is so cruel. She always melts people away instantly."

Miyuki unbuttoned her coat, opened it, and approached Hirata, wrapping him inside. The coat blocked the streetlights, and darkness spread. Miyuki's black velvet turtleneck sweater and dark gray cashmere skirt were close at hand.

"It's better to melt slowly. It'll take at least 30 minutes."

Hirata's brain sent the "run away" command to his hands and feet. He jumped up like a spring, but he couldn't escape Miyuki's grasp. Although he wanted to run away, the sweet scent of her perfume, different from Chiharu's, numbed Hirata's brain and weakened his resistance.

"Huh? Why are you running away?"

"Ah... ah... ah..."

"Hey, do you want to be melted away too?"

"No... stop... help me..."

The coat and ruffled skirt wrapped around Hirata's lower body, the velvet feeling like a mucous membrane. The pleasure of being wrapped in Miyuki's soft body and the coat made Hirata's groin hot and hard.

"Hehe, your 'down there' is quite honest. Okay, let me melt you. Actually, you really want to be melted, don't you?"

"No...no...ah...ah..."

Miyuki's lips approached Hirata's neck, and after a light touch with her tongue, Hirata's body began to convulse. The skin being gently licked began to melt little by little, and Miyuki's saliva seeped into his body. More potent than the venom of any snake. Just one drop was enough to kill. The venom, flowing through his bloodstream, corroded his body. His frenzied nerves only transmitted pleasure to his brain; his muscles and internal organs had already been digested by Miyuki's "saliva." His knees lost their strength, and Hirata's body sank into the black coat. Miyuki hugged Hirata, who was kneeling on the ground, and wrapped him in the coat.

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"Ee... Ah... Ahh... I'm melting... Melting... Help... Help..."

"Then melt away. Everyone who's wrapped up by me will eventually say, 'Please melt me away.' You'll definitely say that too. Hehehe."

The scene from the movie just now resurfaced in his mind. "The man being melted away by the female vampire's black cloak" overlapped with his own image. It was a bizarre and disgusting scene, but now that impression aroused his intense excitement, fueling Miyuki's "digestion" of Hirata.

"Being devoured... by a witch... wrapped up... melted... by a black cloak..."

Hirata's face, buried in the black velvet chest, was contorted with fear and pleasure, his mouth constantly repeating words of pleading for help.

"Let... let me out... Waaah... Waaah... Help me... Help... Help... the coat... take the coat... off..."
Every ten seconds, he would convulse, tremble, and ejaculate inside Miyuki's coat, his body melting and flowing down repeatedly. Her underwear and pants became sticky and wet, and the puddles around her feet grew larger and larger. Then her hands, feet, and face began to melt, and her clothes lost their original shape, turning into "semen." Miyuki's skirt and coat were soaked with "Hirata's semen," and the excess "semen" dripped down the hems of her skirt and coat. The semen stuck to her black boots also dripped down stickily. Hirata went crazy with pleasure, moaning and convulsing, his body and mind about to melt into a puddle.

Glug glug, pat, pat

"Melting...melting...ah...ah ah...melting...melting all of it...all...melting, melting..."
"Hehehe, it's become so sticky so quickly. It hasn't even been 20 minutes yet."

"Ah...woo...uh...glug..."

Glug glug, pat pat, drip pat

Miyuki's hands hugged Hirata through her coat, stroking him repeatedly. With black leather gloves and a black cashmere coat, Miyuki kneaded Hirata's body, causing it to gradually melt and crumble. Miyuki's bulging coat swayed gently, and "Hirata" dripped from the hem, slowly shrinking. *

Gurgle, gurgle, patter, patter, gurgle, drip, drip*

"Cough, so few people can last more than 30 minutes. I wanted to play with him a little longer."
"Who's more cruel, sister or me? That guy went insane in the end. You're much crueler than me, sister, aren't you?"

"Hmm? Chiharu, you always force men, forcibly melting them away. You're more cruel."
"I agree with Miyuki-nee."

"Kenichi-kun!!! What's wrong with you? I know, then I'll slowly bully you tonight. Is that okay?!"

"Eh? I, I, tomorrow, I have an, I have an exam…"

Velvet dress 1

"Sorry we're late. There was traffic on the way."

"It's alright, it's all our fault for not being prepared. We were a whole week late, and you had to come at this time."

At 6 PM on Sunday afternoon, the Shiraishi sisters arrived at the office of ××× Planning. Since not only Chiharu, but also her older sister Miyuki "wanted to give it a try," they came together. Mano was very satisfied with the beautiful sisters who were just as he had expected. Miyuki was wearing a black coat, a white sweater, and a fur-lined leather skirt. Chiharu, having attended a senior colleague's wedding that afternoon, wore a light camel coat over a black velvet dress, with a matching shawl, and black satin gloves, looking elegant and charming.
"What happened to Mr. Hirata and Mr. Yamano is so heartbreaking. It happened shortly after we met, right?"

"Ah, it happened when they returned to ○○ Station and were about to transfer to JR (Japanese National Railways). Yamano was trying to save Hirata, who had fallen into the tracks, but even Yamano..."

"That's so pitiful..."

"I want to use footage from that day, which was left on their personal camera. It's like their last work... Is that alright? But I'll add some editing. Ah, of course, I'll pay the performance fee. Ah, is this Ms. Miyuki?"

"I'm Miyuki. I'm sorry to force you to use me."

"Not at all. Beautiful sisters like you really inspire my creative desires."

"I have a scene I'd like to try. Can we join the discussion next time?"

"Of course. Let's create an interesting project together."

"By the way, can you participate in the filming today? I'd like to lengthen the 'voyeuristic filming of a perverted woman' a little."

Mano, who specializes in the "Humiliation of Young Ladies" series, was already eager to try it out when he saw Chiharu's outfit today. Originally, he only planned to "sign a contract" and "discuss the filming plan," but after seeing her outfit, he started thinking about whether he could use it to film something.

"Hmm, sure. How should I do it?"

"Hmm~~ I want to continue using the voyeuristic recording setting... By the way, how about this...
First, one of our staff members who is following you will greet you and invite you on the street.

Then another staff member will follow behind and film the two of you going to the hotel.

Hey~ Kondo, Mizutani, who of you will do it?"

"Eh? Can we do it?"

The two people who were working on editing in the agency called out expectantly.

"I have other things to do today. Kondo, you guys have to film well.

After entering the hotel, the woman poured the drink into a glass and put the medicine in it.

Ah, Kondo, prepare some powdered medicine like Dragon Powder or Big Stomach Powder.

After the man drank it, he gradually became sleepy and collapsed.

Then the woman stripped him naked and laid him on the bed, the man with his hands tied..."

2

Kondo was lying naked on the bed pretending to be asleep. Chiharu, wearing a coat, straddled Kondo's chest, pulled out the coat's belt, and tied the man's hands. The camera on the table next to them was filming the two on the bed. Mizutani and Miyuki, who were filming Chiharu and the others from behind, also entered the hotel and entered the room under the pretext of assisting with the filming. Mizutani carefully avoided entering the camera's view while filming from other angles, feeling very annoyed, "Why didn't I choose rock in the rock-paper-scissors game?" At the same time, Kondo's penis was already trembling as it was gently stroked by the other woman's skirt.

"Ugh, uh, I'm going to cum..."

"Oh? You woke up so quickly? The medicine didn't work at all."

"Of course it didn't work, because it's ○da stomach powder. Ugh... your coat is so smooth and comfortable, ahhh~"
"Huh? Is it okay to say this? Aren't we supposed to record it?"

"With subtitles and background music, it'll be more atmospheric. So we can say whatever we want."

"What~ I even thought of some lines."

"How are we going to violate you today? Don't we have to take your clothes off?"

Kondo had never thought he had masochistic tendencies. But being looked down at by Chiharu riding on top of him, the thought of being "abused and bullied" suddenly made his excitement reach its peak.

"Hmm, I like doing it while dressed. I want to wrap men up inside me and devour them."

"Eh, that's quite a unique hobby. Shall we use gloves or a coat like before?"
"Today, I'll violate you with this dress. Once you're wrapped in velvet, Mr. Kondo, you'll melt away~"

"That's wonderful. If I can be melted by you, I'll do it willingly."

"Then I'm going to melt you. I'll make you sticky inside me and slowly violate you. Hehe."
Chiharu's coat covered Kondo's body, all the way up to his crotch, as well as his abdomen, chest, shoulders, and neck, all encased in the skirt of the heavily pleated dress. Now it already looked like he was being devoured by Chiharu.

"I have this feeling... like you're going to eat me."

"Really? Then I'll eat you."

"Hey, you know, starfish spit out their stomachs when they eat shellfish, it's kind of unsettling."

"Huh? Why bring up starfish at a time like this?"

"I saw it on TV a couple of days ago. They wrap their stomachs around their prey, dissolve it, and then eat it. Now that you're wrapped up like this, I feel like a shellfish being preyed upon by a starfish."
"Ugh~ You mean I'm like a starfish? Seriously!! I really will eat you!" *
Pfft, whoosh whoosh*

Chiharu spun 180 degrees around Kondo's chest, swallowing his head into her skirt and covering it with her coat. The weight of the skirt and coat made the fabric cling to his face, and Kondo, suffocated, shook his head from side to side, desperately trying to breathe. The air he desperately inhaled was thick with Chiharu's body odor.

"Ah...uh...I'm going to cum...I'm going to...cum..."

"Hehe, not yet. You have to wait until you become even stickier."

The black satin gloves played with Kondo's crotch. The silky touch of the satin enveloped his scrotum, glans, and shaft. He immediately reached his limit, but the base was tightly gripped, and the outlet was blocked, causing the semen to flow back. It felt like magma was gathering in his lower abdomen and bladder.

Velvet Dress 3

"Ah...ahhh...eeh...it's already...ah..."

"Feels good, doesn't it? Do you want to be melted?"

"Waaah~it feels good...you can...you can eat me...melt...ah...melt me...melt me..."
"Ugh, ugh...I'm...I'm going to melt~..."

"Then so be it, I'll melt you. Look~I've already melted~hehehehe."

*

Plop

p

...

*Sizzle, gurgle, gurgle*

"Ugh, wait, wait a minute... Ee... ah..."

"No~ I won't wait. Let me feel it already."

Chiharu was still straddling him, but Kondo tried to lift his upper body. As a result, Chiharu, like waiting for her prey to walk into her trap, opened her coat. *Snap, rustle, swirl*, pulling Kondo inside and into her arms.

"How is it? Feeling like you're melting, huh? You're about to be violated by this velvet dress, melting away."
"Wait, wait... I... ah... my body... is... is about to melt... Ee... Ee..."

"I won't let you out until I'm satisfied. Hehe, if you don't hurry, you'll melt away~"
Kondo was being violated by the velvet dress inside Chiharu's coat. The velvet touch on his chest, abdomen, arms, and hands, like Chiharu's mucous membranes, was filled with pleasure, burning Kondo's body. His face, buried in Chiharu's chest, was contorted with pleasure from the burning sensation spreading throughout his body. He was being relentlessly drained by Chiharu, and after less than five minutes, he cried out,

"Ah... I... I can't take it anymore... Mizutani... please... change me..."

"Oh, finally it's my turn. I've been waiting impatiently."

"Oh dear, that won't do. I haven't finished yet. Mr. Mizutani, please wait a little longer."
"I... I can't... I've reached my limit... My body... feels too good, it's melting..."

"But Mr. Kondo, didn't you want to be melted? The velvet will melt Mr. Kondo's body~"

"I can't... I'm really melting."

"Right, let's wrap Mr. Kondo up a little more tightly." After

Chiharu finished speaking, she put the black stockings that were placed next to the bed over Kondo's head and rolled them up round and round. The long, thin velvet stockings, about 150cm x 60cm, wrapped around Kondo's face two or three times. Chiharu held Kondo's head and wrapped it in her coat again.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... (My face... is melting... is being melted by velvet...)"
"How is it? Didn't you say it felt like being stuffed into a starfish's stomach? I'm going to eat you up~ I'm going to melt you down~"

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... (Help... Help me...)"

4

Kondo groaned indistinctly inside Chiharu, twisting and struggling. Seeing this, Mizutani asked,
"Kondo, what's wrong? Hurry up and let me take over."

"Don't rush. I'll melt Mizutani-san down too, just bear with it a little longer."
Mizutani tried to approach the bedside, but Miyuki held his shoulders down.

"You'll get caught on camera. The climax is coming up, don't disturb them."

"Ah, ah... but Kondo's acting is so 'realistic.' That moaning sound, it's like he's really melting." "Does

Mr. Mizutani want to be melted by Chiharu too?"

"Ah. But, it would be terrible if I really were melted. But it feels kind of good though."
"Can I do it?"

"Eh? Ah, of course I want to be melted by Miyuki-san too."

"Really? Then I'll melt Mr. Mizutani, okay?"

"Eh? Is that okay? Hmm~ I'm so excited~"

"You can do it now. Hey, Chiharu, can I melt Mr. Mizutani?"

"Then I'll play with Mr. Kondo a little longer. Sister, I'm counting on you for Mr. Mizutani."
"Ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh... (Don't melt me... please... save... save me)"
"Mr. Mizutani, can I use that sofa over there?"

"Okay. Wait a moment, I'll go get the camera ready."

Listening to Kondo's groans, and thinking about how he also wanted to be treated "like" by Miyuki, Mizutani hurriedly prepared the camera tripod and set the angle. Mizutani had never considered himself a masochist until now, but today he felt he finally understood that "joy."

"Do you want to be tied up like Mr. Kondo?"

"Mmm, mmm."

"Ugh...to be bound, blindfolded, used as a toy, to have my ass violated..."
Mizutani shook his neck up and down, almost making a cracking sound from the force, while simultaneously stripping off his clothes and kneeling naked in front of Miyuki. His penis was already erect.

"But ordinary bondage isn't very interesting... what should we do... right... how about you put this on?"
Miyuki took off her coat and put it on Mizutani upside down. She reached into the sleeves, fastened the back, placed his arms at his sides, and tied them around his elbows with the coat's belt. The long black coat reached all the way to his knees, making Mizutani look like he was wearing a large apron. Miyuki had him sit on the sofa. The cool touch of the fabric enveloped his entire body. The scent wafting from the coat's collar was a mixture of perfume and Miyuki's body odor. His already erect penis was stimulated by the coat covering it, and Mizutani was almost about to ejaculate.

"Eek! So, so comfortable!"

"Why does it feel so good just from being dressed in a coat? I'm already about to cum..."
"Right? I put a lot of special 'medicine' in that coat. If you're wrapped up like this, you might melt away from the comfort in an hour."

"Mmm... This medicine is amazing. But, it would be nice if I could melt away like this, Miyuki-san."

"This is what you mean by the pleasure of your body melting. This is the first time I've ever experienced it."
5

The soft cashmere felt by her hands, which were bound on both sides of her body and unable to move freely, reminded her of a woman's crotch covered in down. The smooth fabric felt on her chest, abdomen, and back reminded her of a woman's skin. Every time Mizutani moved her body, she felt as if her whole body was being caressed by the coat, a feeling that brought her excitement to a critical point.

"So...so good... No...no...ah...ah...I'm really going to melt. I'm going to cum."

"No, you can't. I'll punish you if you get your coat dirty."

"Why...punishment..."

"Okay, punishment. Please. Please punish me."

Just a light touch from Miyuki, and his penis trembled and slowly oozed "liquid."

"No, no...it's...it's coming...it's...it's coming..."

"You can't hold back anymore? Then do you want to be punished?"

"Ee...ee...uh...uh...(Punish me now~~)" As

soon as Miyuki grasped his penis, it burst forth with a series of "plop plop plop" sounds. Mizutani collapsed onto the sofa, trembling and convulsing as he ejaculated. The one or two seconds of "ejaculation" felt like five or ten minutes to Mizutani. After ejaculating, Mizutani slid down and slumped onto the sofa.

"Haaah~~ I came. I got your coat dirty. Sorry."

"Honestly! You never even thought about holding back, did you?"

"So, how are you going to punish me?"

"I'm not taking that coat off. You can just keep wearing it. Just let it melt away."
"Ah~ I'm going to cum again~ Please take it off for me~ (So good~ Let me melt away~)"

"That's right~ If you don't take the coat off quickly, something terrible will happen."

Miyuki wrapped Mizutani's penis and testicles in the coat and kneaded them back and forth. Mizutani's penis didn't soften; it remained erect and quickly "loaded for the next round."

"Ugh... I might be squeezed dry until I'm just skin and bones..."

"Oh? You won't leave any skin or bones. Even the bones will melt into a sticky mess, not a single hair will be left."

"Th-that's fine too! Melt...melt...melt me away~"

"Hehe, that can't be considered punishment. It should be a reward."

Mizutani felt that whenever Miyuki's hands kneaded his penis like clay, the intense pleasure from his penis would melt his body, turning into semen that gathered in his lower abdomen.

"Come on, this is your punishment for soiling your coat. You will be violated while wrapped in your coat. Violated inside your coat, melted away. You will melt away without a trace, turning into semen."

"Ah...melt...melt...melt...ahhh..."

"Come on, be melted away by your coat!"

As if obeying Miyuki's "command," a large amount of semen flowed from his penis. The coat was soaked with "semen," becoming sticky and wet. Every time Miyuki touched it, Mizutani's penis would ejaculate, repeating the process over and over.

"Ee, ee~~! It's...it's going to melt...ahhh~~"

"Come on~, melt it quickly~ It'll become sticky~hehehehe"

Just then, Kondo's unusually loud scream jolted Mizutani awake.

"Ughhhh~!! Ughhhhh...ughhh~!! Glug...ugg...ugg...ugg..." "
Eh? W-what's wrong? Is Kondo alright?...Hey, hey..."

6

"Kondo-san, have you reached your limit? It seems like you can't take it anymore. Look..."

Following Chiharu's voice, Mizutani looked towards the bed. Chiharu slowly opened the coat, revealing Kondo's upper body. Kondo's arms, which were wrapped around Chiharu's body, were about to melt away. Like butter on toast, it was soft and shapeless, most of it liquefied and seeped into Chiharu's clothes. Although her back still retained its original shape, her abdomen, which had been continuously burned by the "pleasure" of the velvet, had melted into a sticky puddle, and the black velvet covering their lower bodies looked like it was covered in "whipped cream". Inside the skirt, Kondo's lower body had been rubbed raw by Chiharu's buttocks, making eerie gurgling and squelching sounds as it was being absorbed. His head, wrapped in velvet stockings, twisted into a strange shape, accompanied by screams, which gradually faded away.

"Eh?...What happened?...Kondo...Hey...Eh?...Eh?..."

"Just like you see. Mr. Kondo, it's completely sticky now."

Chiharu wrapped Kondo in her coat again. The head wrapped in stockings that was exposed on Chiharu's chest, and the coat covering her torso, shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon.

"Melted?...Wh...what?...Eh?...Why...why?... "

"Didn't I say it from the beginning? That it would melt?"

"But, melting...you're kidding...how could a human melt like that..."

"I'm not kidding you. The special medicine in this coat is actually our bodily fluids. Chiharu's coat and dress are too."

"Eh...Eh?...What?... "

"It should be something like hormones, right? It feels so good, like you're melting, right?"
"But, but, it really did melt..."

"Not only that. It also contains a lot of yeast, like saliva and gastric juice. And it's very potent."

"What, what does that mean?"

"It means I'll digest you. Mr. Mizutani will also melt away like that, wrapped in the coat."
"Ee... Ee-ee... Ugh... Help... Help... Help me..."

Mizutani's arms were tied to his sides, the belt binding his elbows just below, but driven by fear, he managed to force his arms free. Thinking, "I have to get this coat off as soon as possible," Mizutani reached down to his back, trying to unbutton it. The bottom button came off. The second one came off, and he continued fumbling for more. But the buttons were also filled with Miyuki's "digestive fluids," and with all this stroking, his fingers and hands were being "digested" by the coat. His fingers, touching the buttons, went limp and twisted to one side. The more he tried to unbutton them, the more deformed his fingers became, and soon several sticky white lines appeared on his black coat.

"Hey, feels good, doesn't it? Feels like you're melting, right? Hehe, you can melt~"

"Help...take off my coat...ee...please...ah...ah...hurry...take off my coat..."

7

Finally, the third button was undone, leaving only the button at the back of his neck. Miyuki stood up, looking down at Mizutani, not stopping his frantic "work."

"Oh dear~? Mr. Mizutani, didn't you just say you wanted to be melted?"

"N-no...I didn't expect...it really would melt...please...help me...help me take it off!"
"Is that so? But look here. Didn't you still want to be melted? It's gotten so hard."
"Help...help...help me!...Don't melt me!...Please...help me..."

His penis throbbed and trembled under the stimulation of Miyuki's fingernails. To avoid Miyuki's feet, Mizutani reached his hand, which had been groping behind his neck, back to the front and grabbed her ankle with his hands, which had dwindled in number. As he bent forward, Mizutani's face accidentally brushed against the crotch of Miyuki's fur-trimmed leather skirt. He hurriedly pulled back, but Miyuki grabbed his head and rubbed his face against the skirt. The soft, fuzzy leather skirt, with its mucous membrane-like texture, enveloped and caressed Mizutani's face. The smell of leather mixed with Miyuki's body odor filled his nostrils, a scent that drove Mizutani's nerves wild.

"Ugh! Ah...ah..."

"I'm melting...my face...I'm melting...melted by the skirt...the skirt...ah...ah..."

Mizutani released his grip on her ankle and placed his hands on Miyuki's waist, trying to separate their bodies, but his half-melted arms were powerless to resist; he could only hold her like this.

"Ah...ahh...I'm...I'm melting...melting..."

"See, you still really want to be melted, huh? Hehehe."

"Help...help me...no...no...ah...ahh..."

Miyuki's "witch's hormones" melted Mizutani's body from the inside, while "powerful gastric juices" melted it from the outside. His brain, internal organs, and even bones melted in intense pleasure, and his penis gushed out intermittently like a fountain every 10 seconds. The viscous fluid gushing from between Miyuki's thighs seeped onto the outside of her skirt, melting Mizutani's face, nose, and lips, while his "stomach" coat melted his arms, torso, and legs.

"No...help...uh...melt...don't...take...off...the...coat...down...uh..."

"Feels good, doesn't it? Melt completely~"

"Uh...uh...melt...melt...help...help me...uh...uh...uh...uh..."

"Being violated by the coat...by the skirt...ahh...I'm melting...my face...my little brother...melting..."

As Miyuki squeezed his crotch, the melted, sticky head of Mizutani fell onto the floor with a pattering sound as it rubbed against Miyuki's crotch. The black coat covering his body also writhed and gurgled, contracting as the puddle around it expanded. The coat, gradually losing its support, fell with a "plop" onto the expanding puddle of "semen" at Miyuki's feet.

"Hmph. I said, Chiharu. What about the aftermath? And who's left besides the president?"
"There should be one more staff member. Also, we need to find out where the surveillance footage from the station building came from."

"Speaking of which, it's a bit tricky that two more people were involved in an accident."

"That's true. What should we do..."

Final Chapter Silk Dress 1

"Hello, this is ××× Planning."

"This is Tamura. Is Mano there?"

"Ah, Mr. Tamura. Hello, this is Ochiai. I'll transfer you to the president right away, please wait a moment."
~Click

"Hello, Tamura? What's up?"

"Ah, I have something I'd like to ask you."

Since that day, Tamura had started frequently checking the surveillance cameras on the lockers at the east exit. He had also asked Mano for a sample of the edited work that had filmed Chiharu, but he could never forget the shock of seeing the "image" directly on the scene. On the morning after finishing his night shift, as he switched the images on that camera as usual, a familiar woman in a coat came into view.

"Ah, Chiharu...she's looking this way!...Eh?...She smiled?...Wh...what?..."

In a flash. Chiharu's figure on the monitor vanished instantly, and even switching to a nearby camera didn't confirm it on screen.

"I want to see Chiharu. I want to be treated like that by her too. If that's not possible, then at least let me see it in person."

Unable to suppress the desire welling up in his chest, Tamura called Mano.

"I see. It's alright, I was just thinking of asking you for help. Hirata and Yamano ran into that kind of thing. And then Mizutani and Kondo, after last week's photoshoot, they were like their life force had been drained, they were completely drained... They could barely work, but they couldn't. So, I was thinking of asking you for help too."

"Really? Okay~ I'll do anything."

"Yeah, please. So, are you free this Saturday? I want to take a picture of Miyuki-san."
"Ah, she's her older sister..."

"No, she's amazing too. 28 years old. A mature woman. Chiharu-san will be there too."

"I know. Saturday the 18th. What time should I go to the studio?"

"I'd like you to help set up the background, is 9 o'clock okay?"

"I'll definitely go." "

Tamura, I'm really grateful to you. Those two sisters are truly rare beauties. I've already asked Ochiai to act in our scenes this time, I'll ask you to act next time."

"Really! I'm so looking forward to it..."

Saturday

. Miyuki and Chiharu arrived at the photo studio that the ××× project often rented. After Miyuki sent the proposal via email, she received Mano's approval and was contacted to urge them to start filming as soon as possible. Miyuki's proposal was "Humiliating the Groom." Originally, the main products of the ××× project were the "Humiliating the Bride" series and "Humiliating the Young Lady" series, but because they had recently filmed some works featuring perverted women, they also wanted to try this one.

"Humiliating the Groom"...I swear to be your slave for life...

The wedding ceremony is about to begin, but the bride discovers that the groom is having an affair. Enraged, the bride, still in her wedding dress, rapes the groom. In the preparation room, he is violated by the bride in her wedding dress. He is forced to lick her genitals, ejaculate repeatedly, is straddled and suffocated, etc. After being humiliated and drained, the groom, now tattered and broken, is led to the church like a dog, where he swears before God to be the bride's slave for life.

Miyuki contacted them saying she wanted to act in this. The wedding dress she brought was one she had actually worn. She had been married a year prior, but later discovered her husband had a relationship before the wedding, which ended just before the ceremony. Three months into the marriage, her husband "died unexpectedly." Of course, he actually died in bed, melted away by Miyuki's cloak, but now Miyuki deeply regretted it. If only she had melted him away while wearing her wedding dress!

The wedding dress was a simple, pure white design, revealing a large expanse of her back. Thick silk satin draped naturally in soft pleats. A veil covered her head. White silk gloves reached her elbows. She tapped the back of her kneeling groom with the bouquet in her hand.

"That guy and I are over. Please, don't break off the engagement now. Please don't be angry anymore."

"Is that so? Then can you swear you'll never cheat on me again?"

"I swear! I absolutely won't do it again."

"Then, as proof, you have to kiss me."

"Ah, of course!!"

Ochiai was about to stand up when he said

, "Wait, here. Let me see proof of your love for me."

After speaking, Miyuki slightly lifted the hem of her wedding dress, extending her toes forward. Ochiai respectfully held her feet in front of his face and kissed them. Miyuki continued to slowly lift the hem of her dress, and Ochiai's lips and tongue, as if guided, gradually climbed upwards, finally reaching her crotch, where he kissed her fiercely through her panties. Smack, smack, smack...

3

"Although we followed the script today, next time it's my turn to humiliate you to my heart's content. Hehehe."
Ochiai was usually an expert in "humiliation." Therefore, without her realizing it, he forcefully removed her corset, panties, and stockings. Just as he was about to bite Miyuki's genitals, a voice came from above.

"Now let me see if you're worthy to be my husband. Take your clothes off too. Completely naked."
"Y-yes. (I feel like I'm being led by the nose...)"

Ochiai knelt naked on the ground, Miyuki using her toes to separate his knees and probe between his legs. Before him, the dark bush peeking out from under the high-curled wedding dress was gradually approaching. Ochiai's penis involuntarily rose, pressing against it as if seduced by Miyuki's feet.

"Listen carefully? You have to stay inside me for 10 minutes. If you can hold back without ejaculating, I'll marry you."

"Eh?"

*Pfft*,

the silk of the wedding dress enveloped Ochiai. The space enclosed by the dress was filled with Miyuki's scent.
"W-what? What's going on? This smell. Ah... I'm so dizzy..."

"My hormones are really strong, you know~ I might not be able to last 10 minutes, so I'll just do 5 minutes. You have to be patient."

Miyuki's hormone levels suddenly exceeded the "danger level" in the wedding dress.

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