episode_0048

Leaving the gym, I noticed the time was already 4 PM.

It’s been about 8 hours since I left the hotel around 8 AM.

I decided to wander the streets a bit longer, wondering if there were any other places to explore.

Japan has the highest per capita number of futanari in the world. The vast majority live in Tokyo.

Walking down the street, I noticed a lot of particularly tall people. Women who seemed to be around 180 to 200 centimeters tall. Most of them were futanari.

I looked around the streets.

Restaurants, cafes, convenience stores, and gyms were everywhere, but most noticeable were the motels and adult stores. I heard that the number of adult stores has increased in recent years? Dildos and masturbators modeled after futanari are apparently very popular.

“H, huuk…! J, just a moment… haak… just a moment!”

A thin hand grabbed my wrist with a thud.

Turning my head, I saw a small-built man panting heavily.

“What is it?”

“H, ha-uh…. T, that… j-just a moment… I, I’m this kind of person…!”

“…’Oki’?”

Black hair, small build. A man who gave off an unassuming vibe. Should I say he looks feminine, or unmanly? A deep-seated frustration welled up inside me, making me irritable.

I roughly threw off the hand gripping my wrist and looked at the business card he’d offered.

‘Oki’. A Japanese AV production company mainly dealing with ‘NTR’, ‘hunting’, and ‘large penis’ genres. A fairly popular, large production company. It’s popular not only domestically in Japan but also in South Korea, China and the West.

“AV. So, what is it?”

“Th… um…”

“…Don’t beat around the bush.”

My voice sharpened. Was it because of that? The man’s demeanor began to shrink even further.

“I… u-um… we were filming nearby… but…the male actor we had scheduled suddenly cancelled… S-so… would you… be… available… as a substitute…?”

His voice was barely a whisper. A trembling, stuttering pronunciation. His completely hunched posture and gaze fixed on the ground. There wasn’t a single thing about him I liked.

My instincts didn’t even register the man in front of me as a ‘male’. I didn’t even feel the slightest, the tiniest bit of wariness I usually felt towards men.

A substandard species, neither male nor female… that’s what he is.

“Filming… what are you filming? Explain.”

“..Do you… know… ‘Magic Mirror’? We invite a couple… leave the boyfriend outside… and the girlfriend has sex… with the actor… it’s an NTR genre… w-we’re… filming… that.”

“Got a picture?”

“Y-yes…!”

Suppressing the rising irritation, I looked at the picture the man handed me.

A woman with orange bobbed hair and brown eyes. A cute, round-faced woman.

Her breasts were a decent size, and she seemed to have no excess fat or belly fat.

“Hmm… well, that sounds interesting.”

“S-so… then…?”

“I’ll do it.”

“Th-thank you!”

I clicked my tongue, watching the man bowing deeply in gratitude. Every one of his actions was displeasing.

I followed the man to the filming location.

The filming location was an empty lot.

A small wall was erected, and behind it, artificial turf, a table, and chairs were placed to create a resting area. There were also books, snacks, drinks, and portable chargers for entertainment.

Inside the wall was only a large bed.

A large window separating the inside and outside of the wall. From the inside, you can see the outside, but from the outside, it only looks like a simple wall; it was a magic mirror.

“The actor is here!”

“Oh my, already?”

“We really brought him… where… huh… wow…”

“Heh heh… different species… species…”

The man shouted upon arriving at the filming location. Eyes instantly gathered. I looked around.

Most of the film crew were men. It was natural. The main consumers of AVs are men, and men understand what other men like best. A few female staff members scattered throughout were probably there for verification. To select the right male actor, I supposed.

Feeling jealous gazes, I sat down in a chair in the waiting room.

“We’ll do some light makeup, then we’ll start filming.”

“Fine.”

When I answered indifferently, a man who appeared to be a staff member went outside the waiting room.

The sounds of the remaining female staff and makeup artists whispering could be heard.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

Yasa Shitsuma. 21 years old, female.

An ordinary girl enjoying her college life with her childhood friend and boyfriend, Sota, whom she had known since she was 5.

While enjoying a date as usual, a man approached her and spoke.

‘Are you interested in appearing in an AV?’

Thinking he was strange, she was about to refuse, when Sota readily accepted the offer.

She tried to get angry, asking what he was doing and why he didn’t ask for her opinion. However, upon seeing the pay, she decided to question it slightly less.

The payment alone would solve her remaining college tuition and rent problems at once. Plus, a contract that would give some of the profit… It made her angry that Sota had made the decision without her consent, but she didn’t say anything aloud. I… would have probably made the same choice.

“Your boyfriend will wait outside!”

“…See you later, Shitsuma.”

“Yeah, see you later.”

After saying goodbye to her boyfriend, she sat on the bed in the filming room and took a deep breath.

She could see her boyfriend through the window. He was comfortably using his phone in the nicely decorated artificial yard. The words she had told Sota before starting came to mind.

‘It’s okay.’

‘It’s all acting, like the reaction in the porn?’

‘I’m Sota’s.’

‘Okay. We won’t kiss, okay?’

“Yeah… it’s all… acting.”

She patted her cheeks lightly and snapped herself out of it. A creaking sound and the door opened, revealing her co-star.

“…Ah.”

She’s pretty.

That was her first impression of her co-star.

Pretty. Very, incredibly, incredibly pretty. And… big.

“Yasa Shitsuma, right?”

“…Y-yes…”

“Call me Haeyeon.”

“…H-Haeyeon… nim…”

“Puh, you’re cuter than I thought.”

Haeyeon hugged her tightly.

A warm embrace; because of the height difference, her face was buried in Haeyeon’s large chest. Her hands, lost for where to go, touched Haeyeon’s back.

‘Soft… and firm…’

The soft touch of her breasts and the firm, solid back muscles. After releasing the hug, she reached out to touch Haeyeon’s body more.

“…Different…”

Completely different from Sota.

They’re the same person… yet so different.

“Ah… ah ah…”

“Cute.”

“Cu-cute… hwit…”

Haeyeon’s large hand touched her breasts.

Her fingertips teasing her nipples. Her handsome, beautiful face came closer.

“Ha-uh…”

“Look at me.”

“Ah… ah-uh…”

“Open your mouth.”

“Ah… ah ah… ha-oo-up…”

Ah, she should tell her no kissing…

She… promised… with Sota…

‘…She’ll never know?’

“Hoo-ooh…”

“Is that your boyfriend outside?”

“Yes… a-a childhood friend…”

“You’re excited because your boyfriend is outside?”

Haeyeon put her hand between her legs and showed her the sticky, stretching vaginal fluid.

The sticky, transparent vaginal fluid stuck to Haeyeon’s fingers. A transparent strand stretching like a spiderweb was visible.

“N-no…”

“Then? What’s this?”

“Th-this… H-Haeyeon… nim… be-because I… like… you…”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Their lips met again.

A sticky, lingering kiss. She couldn’t avert her gaze. Haeyeon had told her to look at her…

‘Ah… I like it.’

It’s different.

A kiss that wants me, wants *me*… not love or anything else, a kiss that wants ‘me’… it feels so good.

‘A handsome face… a beautiful, pretty face while kissing… the stimulation is too strong…’

“Hoo-ooh-wit…”

Her waist trembled and vaginal fluid spurted out.

The climax came instantly. Unknowingly, she stuck out her tongue and panted like a dog.

“Did you like it?”

“Y-yes…”

“Then… it’s time for the main event.”

“…Ah.”

Haeyeon took off her pants.

A large penis, longer and thicker than her forearm, appeared.

A magnificent member dangling before her eyes.

“…Di-different…”

It’s different.

“So-Sota… completely different…”

Sota, are you sorry?

“…I… might not be able to go back…”

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

What happened.

“…I’m dazed.”

“Oh, Yasa-ssi, you’re awake?”

“…Aya-ssi… what… happened…?”

“Haha, wow… that was the most intense thing I’ve ever seen! All the female staff members were secretly masturbating… heh heh… ah, I’m so envious… really…”

Aya-ssi, a female staff member, said, blushing.

Aching. Throbbing.

Her swollen vulva throbbed.

“…I see.”

Slowly, her memory returned.

“H, hu-uu…”

Gently clutching her lower abdomen, she smiled.

“…If it was unprotected… I would have gotten pregnant…?”

What a shame.

They had agreed to use a condom as a last resort… she should have done it unprotected if she had known.

“Um… Yasa-ssi. If you’re okay, can we film a little more?”

“…More?”

“Yes, a comparison? With your boyfriend’s feelings.”

With Sota…?

Why…?

“By the way, your boyfriend agreed.”

“…Ah, again… unilaterally…”

“Yasa-ssi?”

“..Yes, w-whatever…”

Aya-ssi, having received permission, went to call Sota.

Meanwhile, she tidied herself up.

She combed her hair, put on her pants and lightly draped a cardigan over her.

“I guess making it a slightly one-sided affair will suffice.”

She didn’t feel like going all the way.

The outcome is obvious.

“Shitsuma!”

“…Sota.”

“…Hup… m-my body…”

“…What, with something like this.”

His face reddened at her slightly glancing at her body. In the past, she would have called him cute… why is this? She didn’t feel that way.

More than that, Sota… was he always like this?

‘…This is awful. Did he always look like this?’

His face, body, physique… everything. Her image of her boyfriend seemed to be shattering. He was definitely cute… but now… pathetic. Yeah, pathetic is perfect.

“Pull down your pants. No… lie down, let’s hurry.”

“…Shitsuma?”

“Hurry up. I’m tired.”

“Y-yes…”

She laid Sota on the bed, still wet with vaginal fluids, and pulled down his pants.

‘…What.’

Revealing Sota’s penis.

‘Small.’

She knew it was small, but… this small?

“Hoo-ooh… Shi-Shitsumaa…”

“Be quiet.”

“Y-yes…”

A small penis that was hidden by one hand. A disgusting sensation rising from the tips of her fingers, sending chills down her spine.

“Haah… ha-uh… Shi-Shitsumaa… Shitsumaa…!”

“Uht…”

“H, hu-aaah…”

She slightly tightened her grip; Sota came with a squirt. She brushed off his thin, inferior semen from her hand and stood up.

“I’ll go first.”

“…Y-yes… g-good bye…”

Without replying, she quickly left the filming location.

In a nearby public restroom, she compulsively scrubbed the semen off her hands.

“…I should text him that we’re breaking up when I get home.”