Ch. 16 Charlotte Is Still a Child!
by AfuhfuihgsChapter 16 – Charlotte Is Still a Child!
Editor’s Note
Edited
As if granting my wish, today was extremely quiet.
I’d vaguely heard that saying such things out loud would cause the opposite to happen, so I didn’t make the mistake of voicing it.
Thinking about this made me feel a bit strange.
It was as if I was taking it for granted that I was sitting here.
Feeling somewhat gloomy for no reason, I got up from my seat and headed to an empty space.
Since I had nothing urgent to do, I thought I might as well exercise lightly.
After taking off the gown I was wearing and placing it on the desk, I started warming up gently.
I slowly rotated my neck, shook my wrists, and rotated my legs.
My flexible body moved very well.
That could be considered a blessing in disguise.
I spread my legs shoulder-width apart, inhaled slowly, and lowered my body.
The weight attached to my chest made it a bit tricky to maintain balance, but thinking of it as my body and adapting, I was able to perform squats reasonably well.
“Huu….”
After going up and down a few times, sweat streamed down my entire body. I wondered why I was sweating so much after so little exercise, but this too was expected, so I accepted it.
When exercising, self-objectification is important. Otherwise, it can lead to overexertion, which can lead to injury.
So what I’m saying is…
I had to accept that my body now had unnecessarily large breasts, mouse-like stamina, and a soft physique.
I didn’t want to believe it, but what could I do about reality?
No matter how much I insisted I wasn’t like this, nothing would change.
Honestly, I regretted it a bit.
If I had known it would be like this, I would have paid more attention during character customization. No, actually, I did pay attention. I filled it with my preferences.
It’s hard to call it self-inflicted. How would I have known I’d end up like this? If I had known, I would have made the chest smaller and the body lankier for easier movement.
Why didn’t I just make a male character, you ask?
Are you crazy?
A man intruding in Yuri is absolutely, absolutely never acceptable, even in death.
…I probably couldn’t have made one anyway, but still.
Even if I had known I’d be transported here, I would have created a female character, so it was a pointless assumption.
Anyway, while I was thinking these nonsensical thoughts and exercising…
“Teacher?”
Charlotte’s voice reached me. Somehow she had entered without me noticing, and she was staring at me exercising.
“…When did you come in?”
“Just a moment ago. You seemed focused, so I was waiting….”
“Ah… um, I see.”
Focused? Yeah, right.
I probably couldn’t hear anything because it was so tiring.
Charlotte then asked if I was finished, and when I nodded, she handed me a handkerchief.
I could have instantly removed the sweat by summoning Undine, but how awkward would it be to call Undine after Charlotte gave me a handkerchief?
It wasn’t that I particularly wanted to use Charlotte’s handkerchief.
As I was wiping my face with the handkerchief she gave me, Charlotte spoke with curiosity written all over her face.
“After exercising, you use what I gave you to relax your muscles, right? I-I heard that if you loosen them right away, they won’t hurt later….”
“…Who told you that?”
“I-I didn’t exactly hear it… I just overheard it while passing by.”
Charlotte said this while fidgeting with her fingers.
…After seeing that, did she think I wouldn’t use her massager?
I casually took out the massager that was in my gown.
Seeing it, Charlotte looked at me with sparkling eyes, perhaps misinterpreting that I treasured the massager very much.
I had forgotten.
…Such bitter truths might be too early for Charlotte.
Just as one’s taste doesn’t change immediately upon becoming an adult.
Anyway.
For Charlotte, who wanted to see me use the massager, I pressed the switch.
Vrooooom!
“Gulp.”
Looking at it vibrate, I was reminded of what I had experienced this morning.
And then this stupid brain of mine started filling with thoughts about breasts and protruding points again.
The strange feeling I had when droplets touched sensitive areas floated through my mind.
Eventually, this led to the question: what would it feel like if I placed this on them?
This is how terrifying the flow of consciousness can be.
It’s truly maddening. No matter how much I screamed, “Please, stop thinking about it! I don’t want to do that!” my mind kept focusing on my breasts.
Vrooooom!
Well, it would be a lie to say I had no curiosity, but now wasn’t the time to think about it….
Feeling as if my tight workout clothes were touching and brushing against the tips, I lowered the zipper slightly.
Then I placed the massager on my thighs, which I had vigorously worked just moments ago.
Vrooooom!
“Mmm….”
Not just my thighs, but my entire body trembled. Still, placing the massager on my thighs seemed to disperse the thoughts that had been concentrated on my nipples.
Finally, thoughts of breasts retreated from my mind, and thighs and muscles began to expand their territory.
While I was diligently loosening my muscles – though they seemed to contain more fat than muscle – that had been exercised hard…
“Ungh….”
Charlotte let out a groan that conveyed her discomfort.
Wondering what was wrong, I shifted my gaze from my thighs and saw Charlotte, her face flushed red, covering her lower body.
…What’s wrong with her now?
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Charlotte Sinsberia stood in front of the infirmary door, taking a moment to catch her breath. She was worried that the same thing as yesterday might be happening when she opened the door.
After composing herself, she carefully opened the door slightly. She planned to close it immediately if she saw any signs of that.
But through the cracked door, she began to see a scene she hadn’t expected at all.
“Uh… ahwuk…!”
It was Iris exercising vigorously.
‘…So she does this regularly.’
Charlotte carefully watched her.
As Iris quickly lowered her body, her breasts, encased in workout clothes, bounced significantly. And the same happened when she stood up.
Her breasts, bouncing up and down… were very uninhibited.
Charlotte, who was absently watching this, shook her head vigorously.
It should be nothing special, but why did her eyes keep being drawn to it?
It was as if she was hypnotized by the swaying breasts.
Coming to her senses, Charlotte entered the infirmary and watched Iris from a distance so as not to disturb her.
“Hek… heuk….”
There seemed to be a strange scent in the air.
Around the time Iris was panting and dripping sweat onto the floor…
Charlotte came to her senses, approached her, and handed her a handkerchief.
…While also sharing what she had heard while looking for another place because she couldn’t use the infirmary.
And she wanted to see Iris use the device she had made firsthand.
That way she could find points for improvement, and above all, she wanted to see her happy using it.
In truth, her first meeting with Iris hadn’t been very pleasant….
Nevertheless, Charlotte, who wanted to see the happiness of the woman who had willingly accepted her, conveyed that feeling by recommending her to use the massager.
Until then, there was no problem.
It was the perfectly normal act of returning kindness with kindness.
Ziiiik.
At Charlotte’s request, Iris, who had brought out the massager, suddenly blushed. Then she unzipped her workout clothes.
‘She must be feeling hot.’
Charlotte, who was watching her, didn’t think much of it, but perhaps because she had seen the heavy swaying scene earlier, her gaze was drawn.
Huh?
Something seemed off.
Iris was wearing a white t-shirt under her workout clothes, and it was soaked with sweat, revealing her skin beneath.
Perhaps due to her large breasts, the wet fabric, stretched taut, seemed to have lost its function.
And…
‘…Is she not wearing a bra?’
Something prominently sticking out over the tightly stretched fabric was unmistakable.
That sight, even between people of the same gender, was a bit… peculiar.
The question of why she wasn’t wearing a bra was drowned out by the vibration of the massager going “Vrooooom!”
Eventually, Iris, who had placed the massager on her thigh, trembled not just her thigh, but her entire body.
With Iris’s movements, her chest, swollen like pouches, changed shape and bounced in various ways.
That dynamic movement confirmed that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Mmmng….”
Along with this confirmation, a somewhat sensual voice and a sweet body scent rose.
Charlotte stared at Iris in a daze.
Rather than thinking of it as the body of someone of the same gender, the feeling that it was somehow erotic came first. And as if in response to that…
‘…Oh.’
Charlotte felt a hard sensation in her lower body. What had been small soon grew larger, stretching her dainty panties.
‘Ugh….’
She instinctively pulled her waist back and tried to suppress her lower body with her pale hands, but it was futile.
The large pillar that had risen had already wedged itself between her panties, trembling as it met the cool air.
All that was covering it was her skirt and her hands.
The pillar hidden beneath her skirt was very hot.
Charlotte, who had been trembling from the sensation of fabric touching the tip, realized that the vibration sound of the massager was no longer audible and looked up.
She saw Iris staring at her.
“T-Teacher, th-that is….”
Why did this happen again?
This never happened when she was alone.
There was no problem even with her roommate with whom she rarely spoke.
Why does this keep… happening only in front of Teacher Iris…
Charlotte felt depressed, finding herself pathetic.
It was even more so because she couldn’t understand the reason.
It seemed easier to create a complex magical device than to understand this.
As she made a face mixed with guilt and depression, Iris, who had been looking surprised, carefully approached.
“A-As I said last time, it’s not bad… um… you don’t have to make that face.”
“…Y-Yes, you did.”
Charlotte, sniffling slightly, unconsciously nestled into Iris’s embrace. She wasn’t that close with her roommate, but she always needed such a kind embrace.
Having just become an adult and entered the academy, it was still too much to consider herself grown up.
That’s why she liked Iris, who had reached out first and treated her kindly.
Charlotte felt calm as she felt Iris’s warm body heat and the soft sensation through her clothes.
…Separate from her, the pillar that had grown erect in her lower body twitched and hardened even more as she clung to Iris.
Iris, unable to push Charlotte away, floundered as she felt the hard sensation pressing firmly against her body.
“Teacher….”
“Uh, Ch-Charlotte, student?”
Charlotte, rubbing her face against Iris’s chest…
Twitched her hips.
Her voice was dreamy, as if intoxicated by something.
KatTL
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