episode_0008

It’s been about a week since I started dating her. During this time, we shared stories about ourselves. Talking about our hobbies, what we like, and things like that. Her hobby is listening to music. She’s twenty-six years old. She said she moved here for college and has been living here since then. And she mentioned that she works part-time.

“Can working part-time really earn me over a million yen? Could it be that working part-time is illegal or something…”

In an instant, my imagination ran wild. I even thought about whether she might be selling her body, although she didn’t seem like that kind of person. But if she worked in a place where men gather like the way she treats me, then it’s a different story. I asked her what kind of part-time job she does.

“I work part-time at a convenience store near my house. I go three days a week, and there are no fixed days.”

Working at a convenience store. It was a different answer than what I had expected. I had thought she might be doing something illegal. However, the money she gave me for just three days of work at the convenience store was unbelievable. The hourly wage at a convenience store would have to be quite high for that, but I found it hard to believe such a place existed.

“The money you give me for working at the convenience store is not too much?”

I finally said to her. I didn’t directly ask about the source, but it was as good as asking. I could tell she was typing from the three-circle icon waving in the top left corner, but it took a bit of time for the icon to disappear. Then a reply came.

“The amount of money is quite large… But it’s not that much in my wallet, so don’t worry. Even without me, I can feed two or three people and still have some left.”

She said that and then started asking me questions. I wanted to ask her more detailed questions, but the conversation was now in her hands. Her questions were mostly similar to the ones I had asked. Simple things like age, hobbies, and what she’s doing now. The conversation with her ended with plans to meet again next time.

Getting up from bed, I headed to the bathroom to wash up quickly. Standing in front of the sink after taking off my clothes, I felt something strange. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I noticed a subtly fuller feeling in my chest compared to before.

“Huh? Huh…?”

I put my hand on my chest and felt it. There was definitely something different about how it felt compared to before. No matter how many times I touched it, the sensation didn’t vanish like an illusion. It wasn’t like my chest had noticeably grown like a woman’s. But it was somewhat shocking. I tried pressing with my fingers to see if it would indent, thinking if it did, it might be a sign of illness.

“Why is my chest like this? Why…”

After sighing, I washed up first. Sitting on the bed with just shorts on, I held a t-shirt in one hand. I gently touched my slightly raised chest. Feeling the soft texture, as my hand moved around, my finger lightly brushed against my nipple. A tingling sensation shot through me, causing my body to jerk.

“Ugh!?”

I quickly removed my hand. Blood started rushing to my ears and face due to the reaction I just had. How could just touching something as small as a bean cause such a reaction? I didn’t know what was happening to my body. After removing my hand, I felt a sensation of heat not only in my face but throughout my body. I raised my hand again to touch my chest.

“I can’t stop. I want to keep touching…”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I soon found myself leaning over it, slowly caressing my chest. Twisting my nipples with my fingers, occasionally flicking them. Labored breaths escaped my lips, and my body grew warm. While playing with my breasts, my phone rang. I paused my hand and picked up the phone. It was a call from Mitsuki. I took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

“Hello?”

“Oh, sorry for taking a bit long to answer. Are you busy?”

“No… not really.”

Even as I spoke on the phone, my hand did not stop. Trying my best to hold back, I replied.

“Well… I was bored, so I thought I’d give you a call to see what you were up to.”

“It sounds like your game is quite intense. I can hear your breathing loudly.”

Oh no, despite trying to hide it by controlling my breath before answering, it seemed futile. Perhaps it was difficult to control the breathing while doing something else, especially since I had been touching my chest all along.

“Uh!”

My body jerked sharply. This situation was risky. Another switch could easily be flipped. However, my hand didn’t easily let go.

“Are you okay? It sounds like something strange happened.”

“N-no, I’m fine… It’s nothing…”

Twisting and turning my body, I struggled. For a moment, it felt like I couldn’t catch my breath. My mind seemed to melt away again.

“It seems like something did happen… Were you… masturbating?”

“No, it’s not that… I-I think my chest has gotten bigger, so I touched it to check, but it won’t stop…”

In the end, I confessed to her. After speaking once, I didn’t hide anymore and even let out soft moans gradually without directly saying that I wanted her touch.

“If your chest has grown, how much has it grown… Send me a picture.”

I took a picture of my chest with the front camera and sent it to her. She made a sound that seemed quite intrigued.

“Really, it’s not much, but it’s slightly swollen.”

“When I tried to wash, I noticed…”

“For now, try not to touch your chest. Think about what to do next when we meet.”

“Okay…”

“For now, continue what you’re doing, but stop when you’re done. Got it? And put on a bandage.”

She seemed to recall something else, and anxiety crept in again. But that wasn’t important. What mattered more was getting permission to proceed at least once. I might not know what would happen to her, but I would probably show her ahegao and surrender to her again.

“Have a good time then. I’ll send you a picture too. It wouldn’t be fair if only you send one. Well then.”

The call ended, and shortly after, a notification sound came. I checked the message, and it was a picture of her chest. It wasn’t a hasty shot from the front; it was a picture where her face was covered by one hand, reminiscent of a provocative anime or drawing. The faint smile visible under her hand and her chest were incredibly captivating. Her breasts were just the right amount of perky, definitely not small. Perhaps I had been living with only monitor-sized breasts, so my standards were likely skewed.

“Oh… this is not good…”

I reluctantly lowered my pants and began to masturbate, one hand on my chest and the other on my penis. Thinking about her chest, I anticipated the play of our next date, just touching my nipples. My body heated up like a hot piece of iron, sweating profusely.

“Mitsuki’s chest… Ah… Hoo… It’s so enticing… I want to grab it tightly and kiss wildly.”

Thinking about her chest, I grabbed my breast like gripping a woman’s chest.

“Holding it like this… Hyuk… Huaa… I want to fondle and suck the nipples a lot…”

With each bounce of the nipple like picking a guitar string, the sensitivity of my glans increased.

“Uh… Hua… Haaak… If I touch it like this… my penis also… Ah… Aahh…!”

The body seemed to be preparing for both pleasure and climax simultaneously as the waist trembled, and the back began to arch like a shrimp. Once again, a pleasant sensation washed over me, but my intellect felt like it was plummeting, akin to a drug. It felt like neurotransmitters were exploding between synapses. I relentlessly continued the stimulation without pause. Then, along with pleasure, I let out a pitiful moan and convulsed.

“Ah…!! Ohh!! Ahh.. Aah… Aheeuu… It’s coming!! It’s coming from my chest!”

The waist showed no signs of stopping for a while as if the aftermath lingered. A pungent smell pricked my nose, and my hands were covered in thick white gel. With a gasp, I tightened my buttocks and succumbed to instinct.

After trembling on the bed for a while, I finished showering in a dazed state and, as she instructed, attached clamps to my nipples. It sent shivers down my spine to realize I was carrying out acts that could appear in manga characters or erotic comics.

“This… feels like something I’ve seen in a fan-made comic before. But that character was a woman.”

Even though I knew this wasn’t right, my mind was flooded with naughty thoughts, like touching her chest. Just thinking about surrendering with legs spread wide made my thighs tremble inside. Such thoughts made my body start to heat up again. I don’t know when we’ll meet next, but my body has already become hers. I tried to play a game sitting on the chair, but it was obvious that gaming was impossible in this situation. I turned off the lights, crawled under the blanket, closed my eyes, and gently caressed my body to fall asleep.