Ichijou Ryou lay blankly in bed.
He was a first year at Modoribashi
Academy’s high school. His grades tended to fluctuate between average and below
average.
He never earned any real reward or
punishment and he had never had a girlfriend. He was fairly tall, but he had a
slender build and his body almost seemed to have forgotten to grow since middle
school. Overall, he was a plain boy with no hint of manliness to him.
He had taken a bath after dinner, reread
some manga for the umpteenth time instead of doing his homework, and eventually
drifted off to sleep.
After just a few minutes of
unconsciousness, he woke up, wiped the drool from his mouth, and noticed
something had changed.
“What…is this?”
When he shook his head, long and glossy black hair stroked his back.
His T-shirt felt oddly tight, so he looked
down and found two large mounds on the verge of bursting free of the fabric.
(T-tits?)
His own chest contained two weighty mounds
with the kind of perfect shape and great size that he had only ever seen in pinup
magazines and slightly erotic TV shows.
The neck of the shirt had been pushed out,
so he could see the captivating cleavage of the two white but flushed mounds
pressed together by the tight shirt.
This was not a picture or a video. He was
seeing real breasts in person.
He gulped at the fact that they were
attached to him and some sweat trailed down his cheek.
Just like his shirt, his shorts felt
tighter than usual. His butt had grown in volume, causing the fabric to press
against his crotch. That should have caused a fair bit of pain for his
testicles, but it only made him feel a little restless.
The fabric was digging into his crotch and
pressing against a fairly sensitive spot.
Once he focused on it, a sense of longing
welled up inside him. When his hips naturally started fidgeting up from the
bed, he let out a yearning sigh and felt like something warm was seeping out
deep within his lower stomach.
“What is going on here?”
Worried, he stood unsteadily up from his
bed.
The balance of his body seemed different
from normal, so he had difficulty walking.
The bulges on his chest shifted his center
of gravity forward, so he found himself leaning forward.
His already slender arms had grown even
more graceful.
He felt like his body as a whole was less
broad.
He moved cautiously forward on legs that
had grown longer and slenderer despite the addition of soft flesh.
“————!!” Ah, ahh…
You’re…kidding…!”
When he checked in the mirror, he did see
his own face there, but the impression it gave was so different it might as
well have belonged to someone else entirely.
His nonchalant and carefree face had grown
sharp and stiff.
The small lips were colored red and covered
with a youthful sheen. The nose was thinner and had a dignified charm to it. A
strong-willed light filled the slender eyebrows and somewhat angled eyes that
stared back at him from the mirror. It was his own gaze, but his heart still
skipped a beat.
His white, untanned skin had grown even
finer, so his already feminine face had truly become a girl’s face. The chin
and neck were also slender.
“Th-that’s a girl… I’ve turned into a
girl!?”
While staring at the helpless and confused
girl in the mirror, he hesitantly brought his hands to the mounds on his chest.
The nipples could be seen poking through the fabric at the peaks. He placed his
index fingers on those points and used the other fingers to grab the breasts.
“Ahh!”
A powerful surge of electricity ran through
him.
“This is…what tits feels like? But…why do I
have these!?”
His fingertips dug into the weighty flesh.
They felt so soft he thought they would
melt away. No part of the male body was this soft.
He had never even imagined a sensation like
this before, so he was utterly confused to find it on his own chest.
“Am I…dreaming?”
It felt too real for that.
Why did he have this body? Would he return
to normal? The incomprehensible phenomenon filled him with unease.
“Mom and dad are still awake…”
He could not help but focus on the sounds
from his parents on the floor below. If they came up here, they would see their
only son with breasts.
(This is no joke! I’d die of
embarrassment!! H-how am I supposed to explain this?)
As the unease and confusion only grew, he
felt two solid beads rise up from the peaks of the weighty mounds he held.
“Ah…hh… Wh-why!?”
(I’ve heard girls’ nipples get hard when
they’re horny…b-but this is hardly the time.)
“Ee…ah!! Ahh…!”
He could not help but press down with his
fingertips and another surge of electricity raced from his chest to his brain.
He let go in surprise and the
handball-sized objects gave an intense bounce.
“Ah…”
The figure in the mirror was blushing.
(I didn’t look that closely before…but as a
girl…)
The corners of the eyes and the cheeks were
flushed and tears had welled up in the eyes to form a troubled look.
“I…I’m kind of…cute.”
He would definitely be interested in
someone like this if they went to his school.
However, this was him now.
His face remained, but all of the parts had
been improved, giving a completely different impression to anyone that saw that
face. Even his heart started racing when he saw the dignified beauty of those
angled eyes.
The slender waist and the incredible volume
of the butt and breasts was clearly part of a girl’s body.
(Th-then…what are things like…downstairs…?)
He was still worried and confused by this
strange situation, but his heart was motivated by even more powerful curiosity.
His shorts were being pulled tightly
against his crotch, yet he did not feel what should have been there as a boy.
All he felt was a heated throbbing that
continued to grow.
Was it really gone?
His heart beat so loudly he had trouble
breathing and he realized his body was coated with sweat.
This was hardly the time, and yet…
He gulped and hesitantly slid a hand inside
his shorts.
“Hyaaaaaaah!”
Suddenly, a somewhat silly scream reached
Ryou’s ears.
“———!! That voice.
Yume!”
He instantly came back to his senses. He
stopped the hand before it reached his genderbent crotch and turned his sweaty
face to the window.
He saw a strangely large form past the
balcony and in a room of the neighboring house.
“Wh-what is that!? Y-Yume!!”
That room belonged to his cousin who had
been like a sister to him all his life.
At some point, he had begun to have
feelings of love for her as well. Ichijou Yume was the most important girl in
the world to him and that was her room.
(Who is that!? And what are they doing to
my Yume!?)
The blood rushed to his head and he acted
before thinking. He completely forgot he had become a girl and used unnatural
strength to leap from his room to the neighboring balcony.
(M-my body is so light! I can jump this
far!?)
He opened the glass door and stepped
inside.
(She left it unlocked again. And after I
keep telling her that’s dangerous. I need to get after her about that later.)
He put up his guard as a bestial smell
assaulted his nose. A giant man with grotesquely bulging muscles had crawled up
onto the bed in the darkness.
“Wh-who are you!? And what do you think
you’re doing!?”
Once he forced out his voice, the man
glared at him with somewhat muddy eyes. The deep, muffled roar was truly that
of a beast. Abnormally long, thick fangs were visible in the mouth he opened to
snarl.
Was this a nightmare? Even if it was a
dream, he could not abandon the girl lying below that giant form.
“Ahhhh… I’m scared… Please…don’t do
anything to me…”
Her quiet voice was trembling with fear.
Her lemon yellow pajamas were in messy
disarray, giving glimpse of a body with plenty of feminine curves. She must
have been treated roughly because her underwear and pajamas were torn in places
and red scratches could be seen on her lovely jewel-like skin.
Her plump legs had been forced apart,
revealing the crotch protected only by light pink panties. The giant man’s
wart-covered penis was so thick it looked like some kind of weapon and it was
spewing precum like drool as it approached her crotch.
“Fwaaah… No… Help me… Ryou-chan… Kyaaahh!”
She cried tearfully, asking for help from
the person who had just jumped in her window.
“Wh-who are you..? Get off of her. Get away
from Yume.”
Ryou was scared and had no idea what was
happening, but he forced out a trembling voice.
As if to mock him, the man directly grabbed
Yume’s fully-mature breasts that were clearly exposed even in the darkness.
“Ahhhhh! Th-that hurts! No…not so rough…
Stop!!”
The man squeezed those attractive mounds so
forcefully Ryou thought they were going to burst. He had just learned firsthand
how sensitive breasts were, so he knew that had to hurt.
They needed to be treated more gently and
delicately, but the giant continued his violent groping despite Yume’s screams
and pressed his erection against the defenseless girl’s crotch.
“Get that filthy thing…”
That was when something in Ryou’s mind
snapped.
“…away from Yumeeeeeee!”
He kicked off the floor and sent his body flying
forward like a bullet.
He slammed his clenched fist against the
side of the giant man’s face.
He heard something like an explosion and
felt the power of the blow in his hand.
“Gwohhhh!”
The man’s head bent at an unnatural angle
and his giant body was knocked away.
He slammed into the wall and his head was
embedded inside it.
(————!? What…? Why was
my punch so powerful? But more importantly…Yume!)
Surprised by his own power, Ryou picked his
cousin up from the bed.
“Ahh~, Ryou-cha-…eh? A…girl?”
Just as he was going to ask her if she was okay, he quickly held his tongue.
She seemed to have assumed her cousin and
next door neighbor had come to save her, but she was taken aback by the
unexpectedly soft sensation. She started curiously poking at the mounds pushing
out Ryou’s T-shirt.
“Hyah!”
A sweet ticklishness grew in the jiggling
flesh and he let out a shrill cry.
“Hyawah. S-sorry!! H-huh? But… You look
like Ryou-chan…but you’re not…?”
He did not know what to say. Perhaps he should not have let her see him like
this. As his cousin tried to peer at his face in the darkness, he belatedly
looked away and tried to think of an answer.
“You…bitch!”
Ryou was caught off guard by an intense
charge.
“Agh! Ah, gaaahh!!”
He was grabbed by the back of the neck and
easily lifted up with one hand.
“Kyah!”
Yume was knocked away and passed out.
“I’ll never forgive you for interrupting my
meal!!”
It was a deep and unpleasant voice. It
sounded like an animal forcing itself to speak in human language. Despite
having his head buried in the wall, the giant did not have a scratch on him. He
simply glared at Ryou in intense anger.
“Wah!! Ah, ah…”
Seeing him up close filled Ryou with fear.
(He…isn’t human!! A-an Oni!?)
Filthy yellowed fangs grew irregularly in a
mouth that split all the way to the ears like a carnivorous beast’s.
His ears were pointed like a blood-sucking
bat’s.
His reddish-brown hair was dark like it had
dried blood in it and grew wildly. Two thick and dangerous-looking horns grew
from his rock-like head.
His muddy golden eyes were opened wide on a
vicious face that seemed to hold concentrated evil.
His arms, legs, neck, and torso were all
absurdly thick.
Countless muscles were woven together into
an inhumanly thick body. Seeing his giant body up close, he really did look
like a legendary creature dragged into reality.
He was an Oni, but he looked more like the
ones in picture scrolls and images of hell than from the illustrations of the
stories Ryou had read as a child.
“Geh heh heh. Woman, I sense the smell of a
horny slut. It’s a nice smell, much like that of that sacrifice.”
His breath smelled like rotten meat and he
sniffed in delight.
“Gh…hhh…hyaaah!!”
As Ryou suppressed the urge to vomit, the
Oni suddenly grabbed his breasts.
“Stop…that! Let go…! Owwwwww! Khhh…”
He groaned in pain at the same forceful
groping that Yume had received.
He could not help but twist his body, but
that further tightened the neck of his shirt. His consciousness started to fade
as the pain in his breasts grew.
Fingers with sharp claws dug into and
carelessly toyed with the soft flesh. The humiliating treatment of those lovely
mounds distorted their artillery shell shape.
The pain filled them and surged out from
there. Yet as a self-defense measure, a maddening throbbing grew from deep
within the breasts to soften the unbearable stimulation.
(This…is… This is what…Yume was going
through…?)
But instead of giving into that sweet sensation, Ryou burned with intense rage
directed at the villain who had done this to his cousin’s breasts.
“Ka ha ha ha ha! Woman, groping your tits
turned you on? Then I will devour you before moving on to the true sacrifice!!”
A slight damp stain appeared on the tight
crotch of Ryou’s shorts. The violently large erection approached that holy
genderbent location. The penis was colored a reddish purple. Each time it
throbbed, a great quantity of precum shot out and splattered on Ryou’s bare legs.
(He got…that filthy juice…on her!?)
Ryou’s anger grew even further. When this
had been pouring out before, it had dripped onto Yume’s unsullied body.
“What? Do you like my cock that much? Fine,
then. Before eating you, I’ll give you a taste! Now suck it!!”
The Oni let go of Ryou’s breasts and
lowered him to the floor. Freed not just from the pain in his breasts but also
from the pressure on his throat, he coughed and took in a breath of relief.
Even when there was a decent height
different, a woman on her knees would need to lower her mouth to crotch level
to suck a human man’s penis, but the Oni’s giant penis was right at eye level
when Ryou was standing and leaning forward a little. The head was about the
size of a baby’s clenched fist.
“Ghuh!! That’s…so nasty…”
A rotting smell painted too kind a picture
of the stench as the smegma-covered erection was pushed toward him.
Seeing that lovely face so close must have
aroused the Oni because precum burst from the tip and covered Ryou’s female
face.
“Gfh…ah, ghhhh…”
It happened so suddenly that some got in
his mouth.
The intense acidity numbed his tongue and
the intense flavor of rotting fish spread through his mouth.
He quickly spat it out with the saliva that
welled out and worked to suppress the rising urge to vomit.
He could barely stand just the fluid, so
there was no way he could take the entire manhood in the mouth.
For one thing, he was a boy. He did not
even want to see another man’s penis.
He wiped the sticky liquid off his face
with a hand, but the smell and stickiness remained.
The Oni gave a displeased smile, grabbed
Ryou’s hair, and slowly moved his penis in toward the “girl’s” lovely face.
(Was he…going to do this to Yume too!?)
He thought of that girl as more than just a
cousin and she was lovelier, cuter, and purer than anyone he knew.
He could not allow her to be defiled.
And yet this monster said he would attack
Yume after raping Ryou.
He could not allow that.
“Gah!? Wh-what?”
A pure blue light glowed in the darkness.
It came from Ryou and Yume who was still
passed out on the floor.
The shocked Oni watched as their
synchronized glow took form and drew out a pentagram at their feet.
Rin, Pyo, To, Sha, Kai, Jin, Retsu, Zai,
Zen.
Nine written characters appeared and
vanished in order and the room’s filthy atmosphere was purified.
The grimacing Oni was blinded as a dazzling
light burst out.
“Wh-what is that? I-it can’t be!”
Once the light vanished and the darkness
returned, the “girl” was standing in front of his unconscious cousin.
The Oni was shocked by what had suddenly
appeared in Ryou’s hand.
“This blade is made to cut you down, filthy
Oni!”
No sign of the gentle boy remained in the
fierce gaze that pierced the grotesque monster.
A dignified voice shook the air and the Oni
staggered back.
Ryou held the sword to the right with the
tip touching the floor.
The blade was over sixty centimeters long,
elegantly curved, and dyed a red reminiscent of fresh blood.
It fell into the traditional ''tachi''
category of swords, but something about it felt fundamentally different.
The blade told Ryou that it was not made to
cut down humans.
It instead used human power to cut down the
inhuman monsters that devoured and defiled humans.
“Haahhhhhh!!”
Ryou only felt a dull sensation from the
blade.
Even though it meant tearing through the
hair the Oni held, he turned around, swung up the blade with enough force to
cut through cloth, and severed an arm as thick as a log.
“Gyaaaaaaaaahh! Y-you biiiiiiiitch!”
The Oni gave a rumbling scream and leaned
back.
He raged in pain and grabbed at Ryou with
his other hand. But…
“Hmph!”
A beautiful swing from above severed the
other arm as well.
Ryou had never wielded a sword before. The
most he had done was swing a bamboo sword a little during gym class. But now he
seemed to have become one with the strange sword as he handled the monster with
adroit movements.
“H-how dare yoooooooooou!! M-m-m-my
arrrrrms!”
The Oni was in a state of panic now. He
used his giant body to charge toward Ryou in hopes of crushing him.
But now that he had a slender female body,
he nimbly hopped out of the way like Shanao being made to spin and dance by
Musashibo.
“You dare lay a hand on Yume!? Prepare
yourself, filthy Oni! Seiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!”
Even in midair, Ryou’s stance remained as
solid as if he was rooted to the ground and the bloody-bladed sword swept
horizontally too quickly to be seen.
“Gweeehhh!”
He heard the dull sound of flesh and bone
being sliced through.
The Oni gave an earsplitting cry as his
head was removed from his shoulders. A look of shocked disbelief remained on
the face as it turned into a toxic miasma and vanished. The floor rumbled as
the headless body collapsed forward.
That body also became a dark haze and
gradually vanished.
“D-did I…defeat it?”
Ryou stared at the scene in utter
confusion.
If not for the wall the Oni had broken, he
would have thought it was all some horrible hallucination. As if to say its
duty was complete, the heavy sword suddenly transformed into particles of light
and vanished.
The fierce presence residing in Ryou’s body
also settled down.
“What…just happened?”
He did not understand any of it, but he was
relieved to have escaped that abnormal crisis. He sat wearily on the floor next
to Yume.
Ryou’s eyes wandered absentmindedly around
as he sat in the comfortable living room of his own home. It was a little past
midnight. He had washed off the Oni’s putrid bodily fluids in the shower and
was finally getting a chance to rest.
His mother brushed his long hair while he
drank some nicely chilled orange juice. By the time the hairdryer had done its
job, his aunt and uncle (i.e. Yume’s parents) arrived from next door.
They gasped when they saw Ryou had become a
girl and they sat down in front of him.
His uncle looked a lot like his mother.
His aunt and his father had nearly
identical faces.
Yume’s father and Ryou’s mother were twins,
as were Yume’s mother and Ryou’s father.
In other words, one set of twins had
married the other.
Also, the sets of twins were also cousins
from the same family, so they had all known each other from a very young age.
Yume always called it romantic, but Ryou
had always found it kind of embarrassing as their son.
All four of them exchanged a serious glance
and groaned.
“To think it would be our children…”
Ryou’s father spoke first and Yume’s mother
quietly began sobbing. Ryou’s mother embraced the woman’s shoulders to comfort
her. All four of them seemed to know what had happened.
“So what is this? Why did I turn into
a…g-girl?”
He was embarrassed to have his parents,
aunt, and uncle see the swollen chest of his shirt, so he blushed and shrank
down. However, his arms only squeezed at the breasts, accentuating them
further. His father and uncle blushed and looked away awkwardly.
When he glared at the unreliable men, his
mother smiled gently to comfort her son and spoke kindly.
“Ryou, you’ve turned into Onikiri-hime.
That’s the Ichijou family’s exorcising swordsman with the power to protect
Oninagusamu-hime – that’s Yume-chan – from the Oni.”
“Onigiri…hime?”
He pictured a girl making rice balls at the
local restaurant. Or maybe a convenience store worker.
“No, Onikiri-hime!
Oni – stop there! – kiri-hime. Don’t forget to put the accent on the ‘ni’ and
the ‘ri’!”
Ryou ignored his father’s insistent
argument.
“Protect Yume from the Oni? You mean more
like that one will attack her?”
“Yes… She was chosen to be
Oninagusamu-hime, who they go after as a sacrifice.”
His uncle answered with a heavy sigh and
everything about it was a surprise to Ryou.
“You know that we – or rather, the main
Ichijou family – are a family of exorcists known as Oni Controllers that use
Oni to drive out the evil spirits that have plagued this country since ancient
times, don’t you? The Oni whose brethren have unwillingly submitted themselves
to our family hold a grudge against the Ichijou family and try to strike back
against us. They also want the Ichijou family’s spiritual power, so they choose
the member of the family with the greatest spiritual power as a sacrifice and
attempt to devour her.”
“A-and that sacrifice is Yume?”
Ryou asked in a hoarse voice and his uncle
nodded with an agonized look. He could not continue speaking, so Ryou’s father
continued for him.
“Yes. Our ancestors referred to the Oni’s
chosen sacrifice as Oninagusamu-hime. The power to control Oni only appears in
women, so the Oni only target women. When Oninagusamu-hime has been a powerful
Oni Controller, she has been able to win over and use the Oni who attack her. But when an untrained Oninagusamu-hime with nothing more than great spiritual
power, is attacked by a powerful Oni that she cannot hope to control…”
She would be devoured without putting up a
fight.
“That is why our ancestors forged the
Oni-slaying sword Zanshou and gave it the power to defeat and annihilate Oni
rather than control them. They gave that sword to a maiden they called Onikiri-hime and had her protect Oninagusamu-hime.”
“And that’s me? B-but I’m a boy! Hime means
it would be a girl, right? So why did I turn into a girl!?”
“The power to control Oni only resides in
women even in the main Ichijou family. The Oni-slaying Onikiri-hime is also
supposed to be a woman’s role, but…I have heard that a male is occasionally
chosen as Onikiri-hime. He supposedly gains a female body and the power to slay
the Oni.”
Ryou appreciated the explanation, but he
wished his father would stop speaking in such overly dramatic tones at the
important points. He even stood up for no reason, crossed his arms, and looked
up into the sky out the window. It was really annoying and made it clear the
man watched too many wuxia dramas.
Ryou began ignoring his father so the man
would not get any more carried away, so his uncle took over again.
“Onikiri-hime is apparently chosen by
Oninagusamu-hime as the member of the family she considers most suitable to
protect her. Yume has relied on you since she was little, so she must have
subconsciously chosen you to be her Onikiri-hime. Sorry…”
When his uncle lowered his head
apologetically, Ryou could say nothing more.
(Yume relied on me…?)
But he could not fight or even play any
sports, so could you really fight Oni to protect her? He had felt a strange
power deep inside him since gaining this girl’s body, but he was still worried.
“Unlike the main family, a branch family like
us thins the bloodline by marrying outside the family. That should have
prevented the Oni from having anything to do with us, but a marriage between
twin cousins must have made your and Yume’s blood thick enough. I’m sorry,
Ryou-chan, but you’re the only one we can rely one. Protect our
daughter…protect Yume from the Oni.”
His aunt wiped away the tears and held his
hand tight as she earnestly begged him.
The “girl” could only gather his resolve
and nod.
It was quite late by the time the explanations
were complete, so Ryou returned to his room and lay on his bed. His parents,
aunt, and uncle were still talking in the living room below.
He looked out the window and saw Yume’s
room with its broken glass and cracked wall. She had been moved to another room
and was sleeping as peacefully as if nothing had happened.
He still had trouble believing it all. If
he had not still been in a girl’s body, he would have assumed it had all been a
bad dream.
(I defeated that Oni, so they said my
spiritual power should settle down as I sleep and I’ll turn back into a boy.)
He could not believe he had defeated that
thing. He trembled as he recalled its giant and fearsome form and remembered
the nauseating rotting smell. Would something like that really attack Yume again?
That thought scared him most of all. He doubted he could beat something like
that again.
Nevertheless, he would still protect Yume.
He could not let that those repulsive Oni
have that beloved girl.
He clenched his fist, but his arm
accidentally brushed up against the top of his enlarged chest.
“Hyah!! Ah… Fwah~~~~”
A vivid sensation raced through his entire
body and an exhausted itching filled those large mounds.
“H-honestly… What is with the female body?
It’s way too sensitive…”
In his male body, he would not feel like
this even if he accidentally touched his penis. He had just built up his
resolve to protect his cousin from those Oni, yet a sweet disturbance instantly
filled his mind.
(C-come to think of it, I touched my tits,
but I-I never checked…d-downstairs.)
When taking a shower, he had been so
shocked by everything that had happened that he had mechanically washed himself
clean and he barely remembered it now. But now that he had returned to his room
and calmed down some, his curiosity toward his unknown genderbent body
reignited.
“I-I need to…check it out…”
He pulled off the tight shorts so he only
wore boxers down there.
He hesitantly slipped a hand into that
underwear. His heart raced as he felt a soft bulge on top of the pubis that was
much thicker than when he was a boy. Then he moved his fingers further.
“Nn! Fwaahh!! Ah, ahh… I-it isn’t there… My
dick is really gone!”
The area where his penis had been felt
smooth and sank down further into the crotch. There was of course no sign of
the wrinkled balls either. He instinctually lifted his hips up and gasped at
the ticklish tingling as he pressed his fingers harder against the strange
sensation.
His fingers easily sank into the vertical
crevice up to the first joint.
“Fwaaaah! Aghhhhhh!!”
To keep himself from shouting too loudly,
he bit his blanket.
(What is this!? Ahhh, amazing. My whole
body…is tingling… It’s like electricity is racing through me. No, it’s more
than that. Something much, much hotter…is coming from deep inside… Fwah. My
hips are lifting up on their own!! M-my tits were amazing, but this…my p-pussy
is amazing too!)
Inside the crevice, he found sensitive
flesh that filled his mind with blinding light when he touched it. Flower
petals of thin flesh wrapped around his fingers. As he stirred them up, a
sticky liquid produced an obscenely wet sound.
“Ahhhhhhahahahhhh. I-I’m wet! I’m wet!!
Hyaah!”
Simply moving his finger up and down a
little was enough for his mind to flash maddeningly in and out.
While his penis had grown harder the more
he touched it, these feminine lips grew softer and grew soaked with overflowing
love juices. The pleasure seemed to rise without end.
As a teenage boy who was very curious about
the opposite sex, he fully lost himself in exploring his new body.
(Fwaaah. This…this thing feels so good…and
it’s mine. This is…my pussy. It’s mine! Fwaaah. My fingers are sinking in. Ahh,
there!!)
When he focused on the fact that this
female sex organ was a part of his body, he thought the perverted sense of
arousal would drive him insane. Before he knew it, he had spread his legs
shamelessly wide and had found the narrow hole at the bottom of the female
crevice his fingers were digging through.
(In…here…ah…)
It was opening and closing and love juices
dripped from it like drool. If he stuck a finger in there, he might feel even
greater pleasure. But…
(The first time…h-hurts for girls, doesn’t
it? But I’m a boy… And I haven’t even done it as a boy. But…)
Fear quickly rose within him. The narrow
entrance opened and closed as if asking him to stick his finger inside, but he stopped
at just touching the entrance. He still felt a throbbing that made him twist his
hips around, so he moved his fingertips elsewhere.
This time, he slid his fingers to the top
of the wet crevice. They approached a stiff object covered by a hood of flesh that
throbbed as it begged to be touched.
It more or less felt like his erect penis
from when he was a boy. It was smaller than the tip of his pinky finger, but
the instant he carelessly touched it, pleasure exploded inside him.
“Kfwaaaaaaaaahh!! Ahh, ahhhh! Ah, ah,
ahhh!! Something’s…about to…ee…I’m…cumming…nnnnnhaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
While still unaccustomed to his sensitive female
body, he had built up the sweet sensation inside him by teasing his new
feminine lips and then he had touched the concentrated pleasure nerves of the
clitoris. He easily climaxed.
He thrust his crotch shamelessly high and something
sprayed from the vagina that had been forced to wait.
“Hyaaah… Amazing… The female…body…ah…feels…too
good…nnah…”
Unlike a boy’s quickly extinguished orgasm,
the pleasure did not fade and Ryou greedily sought the pleasures of his female
body throughout the night.
Thanks for the chapter~
ReplyDeletethis is going to take a while for me to process . . . . but ya . . good luck on the MC not getting raped too often . . .
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your even on the bloody eros goddam it.
DeleteMan I hope this isn't just a rape the MC story. Hopefully it'll have some yuri scenes in it
ReplyDeleteYuri is a big YES! but Rape is a NO! NO! Thank you for this unique(?) story~!
ReplyDeleteThis not only is the first genderbender story here but also has the chance to be the first one with yuri scenes. Thanks for picking this up. Here's to hoping he's with more girls than guys
ReplyDeleteAwaiting some tentacle scenes lol Thanks for the meal
ReplyDeleteThanks for this story. Glad to see new stuff here, hopefully that means we might see some futanari based stories down the road. Another thing I hope we can see further down the road is some yuri stuff
ReplyDeleteWell this was definitely different but in a good way. I can't wait to see more in the future. Thank you for this
ReplyDeleteFor those who are no aware of the magnificence that is Chisato let my profile pic help you see how sexy see is. If anyone knows how to upload pics I'll show you all more
ReplyDeleteThank you for the chappy~
ReplyDeleteGender bent characters are so lucky. I'm envious.
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