episode_0018

“After taking a shower, I feel a bit better. Still tired though.”

She walked over like a lion strolling through the savanna and sat down next to me, who was lying down. Leaning against the backrest, she tilted her head up, then turned it towards me.

“Dolphin shorts… look good on you…”

She caressed my thigh as if she were caressing my chest or penis. Initially, she stroked the front side as if petting a puppy, but soon her hand moved to the inside of my thigh, gently teasing. Slowly moving upwards, her hand slipped into my pants.

“You’re not even wearing underwear.”

“W-Well…”

“I never said you shouldn’t wear underwear. Right?”

“Y-Yes…”

“Aren’t you surrendering too quickly? Or maybe not…”

“Come to think of it… what time is it now…”

She stopped caressing my thigh.

“It’s half past one… What’s wrong?”

“I have to work… They asked me to come in as a substitute today. Even though I said I’d do it reluctantly, I have to go…”

She scratched her head, got up from the sofa, and headed to the living room, leaving me alone again.

Alone, I tried to relieve my frustration by touching my pants, but it only backfired, making me more aroused.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, followed by the sound of the living room door opening, and she hurriedly came to the sofa.

“I’ll be working a bit late today, so dinner will be delayed. You can eat first if you’re hungry, okay? And no masturbating.”

After emphasizing the most important point, she gave me a brief kiss and left the house.

“As expected, she doesn’t allow that…”

Alone, I went upstairs to the study room. It was odd to call it a study room when I was going there to play games. I opened the door, stood in front of the bookshelf with game CDs, and carefully searched through them. Then, I took out one CD case.

“Dudungpachi. Let’s play a shooting game after a long time.”

Sitting on the floor, I inserted the CD into the game console and turned it on. As the monitor lit up, a majestic startup sound played, and the game screen appeared. The bright red color filled the monitor, accompanied by a strong voice.

“It’s been a while since I turned this on. The struggle to find this… I searched through all the second-hand stores and checked online listings every day…”

With a sense of nostalgia, I grabbed the controller and focused on the game. In this bullet hell shooting game, although it was an old title, it was a masterpiece that couldn’t be missed in the game series. However, the relentless barrage of enemy bullets almost made it impossible for me to escape, creating a thrilling experience. Maneuvering my ship through the tiny gaps between bullets, I continued playing the game.

“Pant… Huff…”

Sweat began to form on my palms, and I couldn’t even blink my eyes. With bloodshot eyes, I defeated the final boss and, exhausted, threw the controller on the floor before lying down.

“Ah… my eyes are sore… my back hurts…”

Rubbing my eyes, I got up and went down to the kitchen. I took out udon noodles and soy sauce from the fridge. Filling a pot with water, I roughly squeezed in the soy sauce and added the frozen udon noodles. Stirring the noodles with chopsticks, I took the pot off the stove and had a late lunch.

“Huff… What should I do now… Too lazy to tidy up… Can’t even do it alone…”

Sitting on a chair, I raised my feet into the air and rotated them in the empty space.

“Should I just do it secretly now… It’s unlikely I’ll get caught if I do it once…”

I got up from the chair and went down to the basement. Her discarded penis band lay on the floor, and the bed and blanket were tangled messily.

“If it’s just this much, it seems like it won’t get noticed…”

Casually scanning the room, he took out a bottle with a little leftover anal beads and gel from the drawer. He cleared the blanket to the side and lay down on the bed. Taking off his pants, he spread his legs and squeezed some gel onto his index finger, bringing it to the anal beads.

“Ah… it’s cold…”

His finger slid easily into the already loosened anal beads. Inserting two fingers, he bent them slightly, scratching against the wall. Moving up the wall, he pressed firmly on the bulging prostate. His body twitched, but it seemed like he had just created an itch by scratching. No matter how persistently he stimulated with his fingers, it was hard to feel as he used to. Despite being thorough, rubbing and pressing, the frustration only grew.

“I can feel the pressure and touch, but… it’s not relieving…”

After removing his fingers, he applied gel to the anal beads and inserted them into his buttocks. It felt slightly better than using his fingers, but even that didn’t provide a solution. After a few more attempts, he eventually pulled them out again. Cleaning up with tissue, he pulled up his pants, wiped the gel off the anal beads, and placed them back in their original position.

“I used to do this well alone…”

Feeling a lingering frustration, he went back to the living room and lay down on the sofa. Taking out his phone from his pocket, he opened a social media app. Originally installed to see cute drawings, it now served the purpose of watching others’ masturbation videos for ideas for the next encounter. He scrolled through the list of people he followed, clicking on each one from the top.

“How do they manage to insert something like this…”

The person in the video was inserting a much thicker dildo into their buttocks compared to what he had tried. Slowly but surely, they were swallowing the dildo while lowering their waist. Watching this kind of content sometimes made him more excited for no reason. He wondered what it would be like for him to do that.

“This person is having sex with someone else this time…”

Switching to another account, he watched the video. After a while of no new videos, one finally appeared. A muscular man lay down while the account owner connected with him, writhing on top of the man. The man seemed quite pleased, twisting his waist, bending forward, and moaning softly. Midway through the video, he could see the man moving his waist. A short moan escaped the video as the person lay on top of the man, bodies overlapping.

“This person is really something… How can they do it with different people every time… I don’t even have the confidence to show my body to someone I just met…”

Absentmindedly, he touched one of his breasts with his remaining hand. The softness felt good.

“My breasts… what should I do… Should I buy bigger clothes to cover them up. Hmmm…”

As Mitsuki-san had mentioned before, his breasts had grown considerably compared to before. He knew they were gradually growing, but he didn’t expect them to grow this much. It was to the point where he could feel people’s stares when he went to school. When walking, he could feel a small lump moving, and even in the club, people avoided making eye contact. Of course, there were those who stared. In any case, he needed to do something about these breasts. Otherwise, it would be difficult to do anything outside.

“Should I look at some clothes…”

He opened his browser and looked at oversized clothes. After browsing quickly, he put a few white sleeveless shirts and a couple of long sleeves in the cart and checked out. Just as he was about to rest his eyes for a moment, his phone rang.

“Have you had dinner?”

It was a message from Mitsuki-san.

“No, not yet. Lunch was late, so I haven’t eaten.”

“In that case, shall we eat out for dinner? Maybe at a ramen or curry place near your house.”

“Hmm… I’m craving meat though…”

‘If it’s meat, Hey Joe’s near the station is good, should we go there?’

“Mitsuki says it’s delicious, so let’s go there.”

“Okay, then come to the front of the station around 9 o’clock later.”

“Got it.”

Dinner plans were set for eating out. It was a place I had never heard of before, both in terms of its unfamiliar name and being located in front of the station. Crossing my legs, I opened the map app and searched for Heijoen that was mentioned earlier. While it was indeed near the station, it seemed to be in quite a remote area. Looking at the photos of the interior, it had a rather dated design. Nevertheless, seeing comments about individual grill tables and excellent ventilation systems, I raised an eyebrow. Judging from the pictures of the meat menu, they seemed to use high-quality meat. Comments praised the color of the meat, distribution of fat, clean processing of offal, and flavorful seasonings.

“Ah… Grilled intestines must be delicious.”

Seeing the picture of intestines on the grill made my mouth water. Glancing at the clock, it was already around 7:30. I couldn’t understand why time was passing by so quickly. Today, all I did was play games and have lunch. Letting out a sigh at how another day was slipping away, I continued scrolling through social media. Watching various videos one by one, I was filled with admiration. Numerous diverse deals and countless sex videos…

“It’s really frustrating that I can’t handle it alone…”

The face of Mitsuki, wickedly smiling, came to mind. The truth was, without her, I wouldn’t be able to reach the climax. She was more persistent than anyone else in guiding me. Perhaps it was due to female hormones and pheromones released during our intimate moments.

“Oh, it’s already half past 8!”

Putting down my phone, I got up, hastily picked up some clothes, got dressed, and headed out.