Chapter 17 – A New Attempt…?

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Editor’s Note

Edited

“Gasp….”

My body trembled.

It was due to a more direct pleasure than what I had felt in the morning.

When Charlotte clung to my chest like a child and her soft face moved, my breasts, wrapped in thin clothes, were pressed and moved around.

A strange pleasure rose from my exposed breasts that had no protection.

Guk, guuk.

Charlotte’s body pressed against the sensitive parts of my breasts directly, and sometimes indirectly, guuk… guk.

My body, which had become overly sensitive due to mental focus, transmitted more pleasure than necessary.

“Aheu….”

What brought me back to my senses while my mind was becoming hazy from Charlotte’s fragrant scent, body heat, and the pressure on my chest was…

The hot and hard sensation pressing against my stomach and thighs.

Only then did I realize that it had risen again in Charlotte.

This wasn’t the time to be happy about being embraced by a character I liked.

It seems I wasn’t in my right mind due to my sensitized body.

My current state would be like a man intruding in Yuri.

“Ch-Charlotte, student, j-just a moment.”

“Tea…cher?”

So I had to separate.

To avoid the hot pillar and the sinful situation. Both were the worst things in my mind.

But there was one thing I overlooked.

The fact that I had just been doing intense exercise and…

That my body was pathetically weak.

My body, which had been feeling a strange pleasure from the pressure, collapsed to the floor when Charlotte heard my voice and hesitantly relaxed her grip.

If I had just collapsed, there wouldn’t have been any problem.

I should have separated from Charlotte, called Undine, and then calmed Charlotte’s pillar with the Water Onahole as usual.

But… as my body sat down, the hot and hard pillar that had been pressing against my abdomen surged upward along my body.

Charlotte’s pillar, due to the clothes I was wearing underneath, wedged itself between my breasts that had been pushed together.

Her pillar, which would have brushed past my face like a knife through water if not for the clothes, was…

Tightly caught between my breasts.

Charlotte’s pillar “inserted” between my breasts was very hot. The throbbing of the pillar felt like a heartbeat.

Unlike the pillar buried between my breasts, its tip was protruding, almost as if it would pierce through the fabric at any moment.

A hot heat and a strange scent wafted through the fabric.

Frozen by the sudden situation, I was startled back to my senses by Charlotte’s voice.

“T-Teacher? I-Is this a n-new method…?”

She was looking at me with her cheeks dyed bright red.

Despite breathing heavily with excitement, she looked at me with sparkling eyes.

Her face showed no sign of thinking that my pathetic body had collapsed from weakness.

…It was just that my legs had given out.

But to just say that my legs had given out here…

It felt somewhat shameful.

After appearing to exercise diligently and even receiving a massager.

My manly self-identity insisted that this wouldn’t do.

I contemplated for a split second, feeling the heat from my chest.

…And my exaggerated manly self decided not to lose face.

Yeah, it’s not like I’m inserting it anywhere, or taking it in my mouth, right?

It should be fine.

I spoke without even wetting my lips.

“Th-That’s right.”

Upon my response, Charlotte looked at me with eyes twinkling with curiosity. As I felt my heart being pricked, Charlotte spoke:

“Th-Then what should I do now?”

The childlike, clinging behavior from earlier had disappeared.

It seems curiosity had taken precedence.

I slightly averted my gaze and gathered my breasts.

“…I’ll hold them, so Charlotte, you move your hips directly.”

I had decided to lie, but that was as far as I could go. No matter what, for me to hold my breasts and shake them… that’s a bit much, isn’t it?

“S-So… that’s it.”

At my answer, as if embarrassment finally caught up with her, Charlotte muttered in an awkward voice.

It would have been good if Charlotte had felt embarrassed and backed away there, but…

She silently began to move her hips slowly.

…I couldn’t say it was a mistake at this point either, so…

I quietly gathered my breasts.

Jjeugek… jjeugek…

I was worried it might hurt, but the sticky substance that had already gushed from the tip of her pillar served as a lubricant.

“Haah… aheu… hwuk….”

Charlotte swayed her hips with a face that seemed to feel good.

It would have been great if it wasn’t wedged between my breasts.

Anyway.

Since it was my choice, I decided to accept it silently.

That’s what a manly person would do, right?

Jjigek, jjigek.

The sound of something sticky and hard cutting through skin resonated loudly.

Every time Charlotte moved her hips, the hot pillar pushed against my breasts and moved back and forth.

Honestly, I was curious about the experience since I had never done this before, but no matter what, it didn’t seem right to say that, so I kept my mouth shut.

…Well, there’s that, but there’s another reason why I kept quiet.

When she thrust her hips, the tip of the pillar poked at my clothes as if it would burst through the fabric.

Each time it disappeared and reappeared, it spewed transparent fluid with a sticky heat, gulping and gulping.

It poked so strongly that the part of the clothes where it protruded was already loosely stretched.

…I probably can’t wear these clothes anymore.

I could clean them, but I couldn’t wear stretched clothes.

I tried hard to avert my gaze while letting Charlotte move on her own, but…

My brain, which doesn’t understand the concept of negation, accepted my thought of not paying attention to it and…

Focused all senses there.

Jjilgeok!

The pillar, which came in with a feeling like cutting through a water balloon, made the cotton T-shirt, the last line of defense, bulge out.

Then, close to my face, a strange fragrance tickled my nose along with hot heat.

…The “male scent” that men often talk about doesn’t have a very good image.

Like the smell of squid, or the pungent smell of night flowers…

But is what’s attached to a beautiful girl different from a man’s?

Somehow, it smelled… different from what I knew.

I couldn’t find a word to pinpoint it, but one thing was certain.

…It wasn’t as pungent as I had thought.

It wasn’t pleasant either… it was just that.

Jjeugeok!

Meanwhile, the pillar that had risen as if to pierce through the fabric retreated with a sticky sound.

The mushroom-shaped part of the pillar, which hadn’t caught when entering, now pressed down on my breasts.

“Heuk….”

Finding it pleasurable, Charlotte gritted her teeth and drooled through her clenched teeth.

After that, it was a repetition of that.

Since it didn’t touch any sensitive spots, I didn’t feel the strange pleasure like before, but…

I could definitely feel the presence of something moving back and forth between my breasts.

I had seen it when I asked Undine for help, but feeling it directly like this made its size real.

…Why is it so big?

Thinking about it, this definitely seems like a problem.

Considering that they live with these things normally… it’s a bit pitiful, isn’t it?

…I understood intellectually why the infirmary existed. If the world of Freesia Chronicles I had entered included a “futanari mode”… it might be common sense.

Reflecting on what Michelle had said, it certainly seemed that way.

But understanding intellectually doesn’t mean my heart is moved… that’s different.

You might intellectually know you have to go to the military, but your heart doesn’t color with that knowledge, right?

…Well, there are certainly some who do, but I wasn’t one of them.

“T-Teacher… I-I think I’m g-going to come again.”

“…Ah, okay.”

While I was desperately trying to think of something else…

Charlotte muttered with hazy eyes.

Soon, Undine would have to work hard.

What broke that thought was…

“I-It’s coming out… aheu, ah… ehik….”

Ulkeok, ulkeok.

I heard the sound of the pillar, which had risen and stretched the fabric, spewing something sticky and hot.

To me, who was thinking of something else, reassured because the last line of defense was blocking…

“Unh!?”

Hot stuff started to get on me.

The white substance that Charlotte ejected pierced through the fabric and sprayed on my face.

Since she was holding my shoulders and trembling, I couldn’t avoid it and received the spurting, pweut, pweut substance on my face.

“Ch-Charlo— Ugh, cough!”

The sticky and hot substance rushed into my mouth, which I had opened urgently to speak.

I closed my mouth to prevent more from entering, but…

I couldn’t spit out what had already entered my mouth.

The strange fragrance that had been indirectly wafting now directly tickled my nose.

I tried to avoid my tongue as much as possible to not taste it, but… it didn’t mean much.

Soon after, Charlotte seemed to have finished ejaculating and retreated with a hot sigh.

Confirming this, I hurriedly opened my mouth and spat out what was in my mouth.

“Bweh….”

Mixed with saliva, it had lost its stickiness, but it was still thick.

As I was dripping it onto the floor, Charlotte, who was startled, asked me:

“T-Teacher!? A-Are you okay?”

“Keheuk… um, ah… yes, I’m fine… don’t worry.”

I wasn’t really fine, but because of my manly pride, I forced myself to say that.

I could tell, even without checking with my eyes, that my face, hair, and clothes were all covered with that substance.

…I once again realize how precious and important Undine is to me.

While hearing Charlotte’s uncertain voice, I summoned Undine to gather the substances on my body.

My mouth also felt tacky, so I asked for it to be cleaned.

It was the first time I had Undine clean my mouth… and it felt somewhat strange.

Does she really need to come inside to do it…?

It’s fine since I’m clean now, but still.

Thanks to Undine’s help, I could quickly become clean and dry. My ability to maintain composure was probably due to Undine’s assistance.

In other words, it’s like having someone watching my back?

…The analogy might be a bit strange, but anyway, that’s how it was.

Could I navigate this harsh game if I were flustered by just a student’s… thing splattering on me?

Look even now.

Isn’t Charlotte, who did the splattering, trembling more than me, who was splattered upon?

“Teacher… you’re really okay, right…?”

“…Yes. Of course.”

She flustered about, saying she would compensate for my stretched clothes.

…I thought about whether it was appropriate for a health teacher to receive such things from a student, but I decided to accept it.

I wasn’t in a position to be picky, and she’s an adult, not an elementary school student.

She probably has more money than me anyway.

Charlotte’s expression brightened, as if she had expected me to refuse.

…I was worried that she might see me in too positive a light, but it didn’t seem like a bad misconception, so I let it be.

“Th-Then how about… going shopping together on the weekend?”

“Hmm… that sounds good. I wanted to go out too.”

“Understood…!”

Charlotte said she would leave now and opened the infirmary door.

But right after, a scream was heard.

“Kyaa!?”

“What’s wrong?”

“N-Nothing! I-I was just startled by a bug… yes.”

“Is that so? You’re not hurt, are you?”

“No….”

Since she seemed fine, I returned to my seat and settled into my chair.

…I smiled and told Charlotte I was okay, but…

I felt a bit strange.

But before I could dwell on my thoughts…

Someone knocked on the infirmary door.

I hurriedly put on my gown and said, “Come in.”

Editor’s Note

It seems Iris is slowly being corrupted…