Chapter 72 – Between the Alleys

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Editor’s Note

Edited

It was a bit absurd.

No, perhaps I actually knew it all along.

After all, I had witnessed Aileen’s fatal attempt at seduction despite seeming like someone who would excel at everything.

If she had seen or experienced proper seduction, she would never have acted so clumsily.

So… although it might sound cliché.

Aileen was of a status considered noble in her own way.

It was clear that she had no immunity to… or rather, had never properly experienced such things.

So she must have reacted to accidents like a slightly torn stocking.

I was certainly aware that she had such… settings, but this seemed too extreme.

To have that thing stand up so firmly just from seeing that.

It seemed no different from getting erect because the wind blew.

The phrase “reality is practice” floated through my mind again.

Despite clearly knowing the information, I now felt unsure about whether that information was definite.

What I know in my head and what actually happens before my eyes are sometimes similar, but often have differences, like now.

Perhaps claiming to know everything about them because I saw it in a game…

Might be too arrogant a thought.

“This… feels really strange.”

…Maybe it’s because of that damn meat stick.

While I was momentarily lost in thought, the curious Aileen was carefully poking what had grown on her, tap, tap.

“Nngh…! It’s more sensitive than I thought. How can anyone… carry this around normally?”

…I’d prefer if she didn’t pay more attention to it.

Looking at that thing, it did seem like an incredible variable.

After all, something she shouldn’t have even known about until at least graduating from the academy was now receiving intense interest.

So I wasn’t exactly wrong when I thought I would throw myself into this for their sake.

First, I gently took hold of Aileen’s hand, which continued to show curiosity about it, and said.

“…Let’s find a place to deal with this. It’s a bit inappropriate to handle it outside… and returning is… we’ve come too far.”

“Ah, right… I left Leona at the academy….”

Aileen looked at me with a slightly embarrassed yet flushed face.

Then a question arose.

She had mmm, awkwardly… no, miserably tried to seduce me sexually, aiming to make something grow on me.

What would she have done if it had actually grown on me?

When I asked this, she responded with a face that suggested it was obvious.

“I thought it would be fine since you’re an expert, Teacher. Al-although it didn’t happen that way, I’m still reassured with you here now.”

“…I see.”

Since it wasn’t wrong, I accepted it.

It wasn’t incorrect to say I was an expert, and it felt good to hear that she trusted me.

Anyway.

“Huff… huff….”

Though Aileen maintained a dignified appearance, proving her title of princess was not merely decorative, she couldn’t hide her increasingly rough breathing.

Her stiff thing that had been suppressed was so taut it looked like it would burst through her clothes at any moment.

I had planned to move while pressing it down, but that seemed impossible now.

The whole point of relocating was to avoid being noticed by others, but at this rate, anyone who saw Aileen would realize something was wrong with her.

Finally giving up on changing locations, I went back into the alley with Aileen.

After summoning Undine to clean the area and asking her to keep watch, I turned to Aileen.

“Hahh… hah….”

During that time, her panting had grown even heavier.

Inwardly sighing, I approached her and carefully lifted her clothing.

It wasn’t very heavy since it was a long skirt emphasizing mobility rather than the elaborate dress one might associate with a princess.

“Hmm…!”

That means when I lifted one layer of her skirt, her hard, large thing that had missed her panties sprang out.

With a flush of heat, the risen object was drooling continuously like it was dripping the fruit juice we had eaten earlier.

“Haah… haah… T-Teacher… it’s so hard… it’s painful.”

“…I see.”

Although I’ve heard this so often it might form calluses on my ears, Aileen’s desperate voice reached my ears and melted away.

As I briefly pondered how to resolve her situation, remembering how she had responded to the torn stockings.

I gripped Aileen’s shoulders and gently sat on her pillar.

As if it had been waiting for this, it throbbed upward, pressing against my thighs and between my legs.

“Hnng…!”

“…Ngh.”

A provocative breath burst from Aileen’s beautiful lips.

Since I wasn’t feeling particularly pleasant either, I let out a small sound.

Whew.

Taking a small deep breath, I carefully whispered in Aileen’s ear.

“From earlier… you seemed to like the lower part… move your hips freely. While imagining what you saw earlier.”

“Y-yes, yes.”

…It felt a bit strange to direct her attention to me, but based on my experience so far, I thought this was best.

Rather than developing an interest in the male organ, vulgarly called a “cock,” it would be better to imprint me in her mind.

Since I was outwardly female, this would lead to an attraction to women, and the interest in me… would naturally dissipate once this ‘futanari’ situation was resolved.

Reflecting on it, it really couldn’t be a more perfect plan.

…It was a very good plan if I could just suppress the guilt of being among women.

I suppressed that guilt with the declaration that I wouldn’t taint them with cock.

While I was rationalizing.

Squish!

Aileen began to move her hips.

Since there was a height difference between her and me, I couldn’t clearly see what expression she was making.

Looking at her nape, I could tell she was continuously swallowing.

Squish! Squish!

“Hnng…!”

However… the sensation of that thing moving through the stockings was stranger than expected.

It wasn’t pleasant having it go in and out between my thighs, but having it rub against the stockings also gave me an odd sensation.

The stockings that had felt cold gradually warmed up, and each time the blunt part brushed between my thighs, something sticky and hot clung to my thighs.

A cool breeze blew in, tickling my cheeks, but from my lower body, hot waves continuously rose.

“Mmm… hm….”

To distract Aileen’s mind from focusing solely on the ‘cock,’ I whispered softly.

“Aileen… imagine where your thing is touching right now. The black veil torn by an unexpected accident and the white skin beneath it. Your thing is touching it now. It’s very hot… and hard.”

It was somewhat embarrassing.

Still, I thought it was necessary if it could direct her attention elsewhere.

It’s better for her to remember it as feeling good because she rubbed against me, rather than because her male organ was stimulated.

…Everything is based on the assumption that this futanari… plague where male organs grow will disappear.

It’ll work out somehow.

It’s all… because that suddenly grown thing is bad.

Squish! Squish! Squish!

“Hnngh…!”

“…Ngh.”

Hearing my whispers, Aileen made her thing even stiffer.

Her slightly upward-curved pillar dug between my legs.

Since I currently possessed a female body, I couldn’t help but be stimulated by it.

As a result, hot breaths were blown into Aileen’s ear.

Aileen made it even harder and moved back and forth between my legs.

As I panted lightly, another question arose.

Am I not… sexually excited right now?

Why… isn’t it growing?

But my concern wasn’t that deep.

I thought it was the result of my firm resolve not to intrude.

It was difficult to think more deeply.

My mind was hazy from the pleasure given by what had dug between my legs.

Slide! Slide! Squelch!

The stockings, already soaked with sticky fluid, were in such a mess that they looked difficult to wear again.

Her thing, rubbing against the soft yet rough stockings, was incredibly hot.

When it touched the skin protruding through the torn parts, my skin throbbed as if burned.

“Hah… hmm….”

“Hah… hah… haah….”

Hot breaths, indistinguishable as to whose mouth they came from, filled the alley.

Then.

I heard murmuring from outside the alley.

Startled by this, I unconsciously squeezed my thighs.

“Hnng!?”

That must have been the decisive stimulation, as Aileen began to ejaculate, spurting! spurt!

I could clearly feel the pillar twitching as it was squeezed between my thighs.

When something swelled and pulsed between my thighs and groin with a gulp! sensation, a fwoosh! sound followed, accompanied by a thick smell rising from behind.

“Hmm…!”

Then.

Was the stimulation too strong?

Aileen gasped and pulled her hips back.

As a result, the already worn stockings were pulled along and tore with a ripping sound.

Through the torn gap, spurt! spurt!

Aileen’s sticky, hot substance seeped through the stockings.

…That sensation is truly indescribable.

That unfamiliar feeling, strange even to me who was somewhat accustomed to it, made my body tremble involuntarily.

Excited by this, Aileen’s pillar poured out whitish substances even more vigorously.

…As if releasing everything she had accumulated in her lifetime.

It was an extremely long… ejaculation.

Her ejaculation only ended after the substances that had seeped through the torn holes had moistened my toes.

It wasn’t a particularly good experience for me.

But Aileen must have found it very pleasurable, as she looked at me with completely relaxed eyes.

…On one hand, I thought it was fortunate that she was looking at me with sticky eyes.

But I felt an unsettling feeling like I had missed something.

I attributed this to the sticky substances poured on my lower body.

Editor’s Note

This seems unhygienic, even with a spirit cleaning before hand…or maybe their alleys are just naturally very clean?