Chapter 66 – Stop!

Ŕε​ɑｄ өṅ​ КаţＲｅ​аⅾίṅｇĊαｆｅ

Editor’s Note

Edited

Bubble, bubble.

Submerging underwater was unexpected.

You could say it was a habitual dive after having done so several times just before.

So… looking at the erect thing underwater right now wasn’t my intention.

I’m not looking because I want to see it.

Michelle’s thing, which seemed like I hadn’t seen it in a while, looked… a bit different from when I first saw it.

Usually, when describing a male organ, people call it an elongated mushroom.

…And that’s truly an accurate description. Anyone would agree that if the tip were a bit larger, it would undeniably resemble a mushroom.

The reason everyone thinks the same way is because there are valid reasons for it.

But… Michelle’s thing in front of my eyes now was… somewhat different.

Having never seen the genitals of different species, let alone other animals, I couldn’t tell what it resembled.

But at least I could clearly tell that it was somewhat different in nature from a human’s.

Jokingly, people use the euphemism “club,” but the male organ that had grown on Michelle now seemed more fitting for the term “club.”

…Colorful and hard, it looked quite threatening.

Enough to immediately recognize it as something non-human.

Eventually, perhaps noticing my gaze, Michelle’s thing was seen twitching!

Startled, I tried to retreat slightly, but with the sound of someone else entering the water, I turned to look behind me.

Then, a tightly closed straight slit came hazily into view.

…At this point, the very idea of diving underwater to avoid eye contact was absurd, so I quietly emerged with my face above water.

“Oh, Health Teacher.”

“What a coincidence.”

“Bubble, bubble… Indeed.”

As I peeked out like an alligator stalking its prey and looked at them, they greeted me with bright smiles.

“Gulp.”

I could see plump breasts and quite large breasts.

Beautiful shapes and clean colors.

If this were reality, they would all seem like models or actresses from somewhere. When such women are smiling at me, how could my face crease?

I just smiled awkwardly and blew bubbles with my mouth.

“How cute.”

It seemed like those two additional people were the last to enter.

The fortunate thing was that they seemed to be there to enjoy the bath rather than to see me, as they stared at me but didn’t approach.

They were supporting their bodies while soaking in the bath.

Relieved by this, I engaged in trivial conversation with them in a somewhat relaxed voice.

Like what happened on the practicum day… and other miscellaneous stories.

During this time.

I felt Michelle, who was exactly behind me, pulling me in.

She placed her hand on the hollowed area between my waist and pelvis, and embraced me with a touch that was both gentle and a bit rough.

There was a splashing sound, and a warm, soft sensation approached the back of my neck. A hardness, presumably abs, pressed against my buttocks, and between my thighs… the “thing” I had seen earlier boasted its firm form.

While I was flustered, the others’ reactions were quick.

The two people who were enjoying the bath and conversing with me from the front were momentarily surprised like me but then spoke.

“Oh, Swordsmanship Instructor is here too?”

“…Bubble bubble.”

One of them seemed very afraid, deliberately trying not to make eye contact with Michelle.

Unlike them, who were acting within the expected range, Michelle’s behavior was a bit confusing.

I couldn’t understand why she suddenly pulled me in.

I wondered if she was losing control due to sexual desire, but seeing that she didn’t try to push it into me or rub against me, it didn’t seem like that either.

What is it? Why is she doing this?

All the while, I feel good because of the soft and fluffy breasts.

Then the two students in front of me said with strange expressions.

“…You two seem close?”

“Y-yes, I suppose so…? We do share the same room after all.”

“Oh…”

Was she showing off our friendship…?

As we had this conversation, Michelle’s hard thing twitched.

…Perhaps she didn’t like that I was only conversing with people other than herself?

Thinking about it, in the game, Michelle was, one might say, quite possessive… once you romanced her. That aspect seemed a bit intense.

I didn’t know it would apply to friendships as well, so this too must be an example of “life is a practical exam.”

Only… if not for that, that stiff thing, it would have been quite nice.

…If only that wasn’t there.

While thinking that I should meet Aileen tomorrow, a student who approached closely exclaimed in admiration.

“Wow… your breasts really float on water?”

“That’s amazing…”

“…Ahaha.”

If even I was surprised… how could others not be?

The issue was that those piercing gazes gradually… started to feel burdensome.

They were becoming stickier, so to speak?

There was a kind of indescribable desire being felt.

And what put the exclamation point on that was.

“Could I touch them just once?”

“Yes, it’s so fascinating.”

It was an aggressive touch.

Reflecting on the games I’ve played so far, friends would often play such pranks on each other.

…Sinister hikikomori-type heroines often didn’t, but at least the students in front of me didn’t seem like that.

So… not finding any particular reason to refuse, I nodded slightly.

It’s not that I specifically wanted to feel their soft touch.

It was a bit overwhelming to be surrounded by so many, but this much was fine.

But there was something I overlooked.

One was that, as the number of people decreased, the marketplace-like atmosphere disappeared, and a strange ambiance set in.

“Oh…”

“Wow…”

The different hands of the two students came under my breasts, making splashing sounds.

Perhaps because of what had happened with Evelyn earlier, my sensitive body responded bit by bit.

Without my realizing, my protrusions hardened.

And seeing that, the students flicked their fingers with blank faces.

“Hnng… d-don’t touch there.”

“…Yes.”

The atmosphere had become a bit strange. The two seemed to think everything else was fair game as long as they avoided that spot, and they began to touch my floating breasts in various ways.

Placing them on their palms was basic, and they also caressed or poked them in different ways.

That was problematic, but.

The second problem approached me from here.

It was, of course, Michelle, who was standing tall with something hard between my thighs.

Every time my breasts were touched, my body tensed, and that naturally stimulated Michelle’s thing.

Her breathing gradually became rougher, and possibly displeased that I was sharing such intimacy with others, she wrapped her arms around my lower abdomen.

With her nose buried in the crown of my head, she spoke in a low voice that the two people distracted by my breasts couldn’t hear.

“…Teacher Iris.”

I responded by nodding faintly.

Eventually, Michelle’s voice continued. It was hot and sticky.

“What happened… in the infirmary today?”

“Pardon?”

Her voice flowed into my stiffened ear.

“I went to the infirmary because you didn’t come. But… I heard voices coming out. And your body scent was… abundant. I didn’t see what you were doing because I was busy keeping other students away, but…”

It was a voice mixed with doubt and desire.

“What… did you do?”

There was also a feeling as if she was suppressing something intensely. For some reason, that voice, whose meaning I couldn’t understand, sent shivers down my spine.

I thought this might be the feeling of putting one’s head into a beast’s mouth.

If the two students, who shouldn’t have heard the voice, trembled enough, how would I, whom it was directed at, feel?

It was somewhat unfamiliar to me, who had lived in a place without any threats.

My mind was in chaos with various thoughts.

Actually, it’s simple.

I just… did something to make a tool… that’s all I need to say.

Honestly, I wonder if what I did is even important to Michelle.

Bluntly speaking, do I have any reason to be questioned by her about what I did there?

…Well, it is a bit… embarrassing, but…?

“N-nothing strange… I d-didn’t do anything…?”

“Not something… strange… I see. For you, Teacher…”

Muttering something, Michelle now began to growl as if she could no longer hold back.

The thing between my thighs became even hotter and harder, and I could feel more force in the hands that held my body.

Sensing that something was going strangely, I tried to get up, but.

As I slightly lifted my buttocks, Michelle’s strong grip held me, making it impossible to stand up properly.

An even bigger problem was that the thing between my thighs was trying to force its way into my hole.

“M-Michelle?”

“I’ve… been holding back… all this time… but for you, it’s nothing…”

– Oh my…

Along with El’s strange voice.

Bubble, bubble.

No sound was heard.

Because we were underwater.

But I could feel it gradually entering me. My head felt hot, and something close to dizziness came over me, causing my body to lean forward.

What caught my leaning body were the students in front of me.

When I looked up, they were staring at me, breathing heavily.

Eventually, their mouths opened.

“T-teacher… t-that, that thing has grown…”

“M-me too…”

Their eyes, as they spoke, glistened with lust.

I could clearly see that the stiff things had appeared on the girls approaching me.

Sensing that I was, literally, fucked, I tried to say something, but.

Splash!

As Michelle’s thing drove deep inside me, my body tilted, and my face was submerged in the water.

I couldn’t gather my senses.

Editor’s Note

I don’t think Iris is seeing her Yuri anytime soon. Just an observation.