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Nanako was my first love. Or rather, more accurately, my first porn. The first video I saw on a site I secretly accessed during middle school, without my parents knowing. The most appealing aspect of this video was the raw, innocent portrayal of a first sexual encounter between childhood friends. Then, towards the end of the video, the escalating intensity of their desire and…

Training in Humiliation and Abuse (Part 1) A week had passed since the secret transformation training into a heroine had taken place. During that time, Dark Crime had made no moves, and the surroundings of Saki were utterly peaceful. While fulfilling her duties as student council president, she enjoyed lunches with her adoring fans and walked home with Mio, occasionally administering discipline to delinquents.…

Interlude Private Koyo Academy. The magnificent school building was dyed red in the evening glow. The red light of the setting sun streamed through the windows into a room on the third floor: the student council room. Seated in the extravagant chair reserved for the student council president was Saki Todo-in. Her elbows rested on the desk, her hands clasped together, her face leaning…

The Shifting Armored Princess Sinking in Milky Liquid “Hurry it up. Or should I fuck that cunt of yours again and again?” “Y-yes, I understand.” The pure heroine hesitantly reaches out. The viscous, black, hard cock, slick with her own saliva and Cowper’s fluid, rises even higher as if commanding her to hurry. Her hesitant demeanor, as if dealing with a living creature, is…

The Continuous Training that Assaults the Defeated Heroine The screams of the transforming heroine, filled with pain, echoed through the abandoned factory. Shine Mirage, who boasted invincible power, was being toyed with by a mere combatant, despite being modified. Her limbs, possessing model-worthy proportions, were now forcibly arched backward, trembling spasmodically. As the combatant exerted force, screams inevitably arose, as if Shine Mirage were…

I was momentarily unconscious. “Where is this…” A white ceiling and a soft bed. My clothes had also been changed back into the black striped uniform. And the blue curtains suggested that this was a treatment room. “Oh? Oh my, you’re awake?” The healer I saw before the induction ceremony slowly approached, opened the curtains, and confirmed my condition. With moderately wavy brown hair…