I Awoke to Find I Was the Girl Swordsman That Protects My Cousin Vol 1 Chapter 7

I Awoke: Chapter the Seventh - Devilish School Party   Haruka felt so light, she thought she had grown wings.   With a single kick off the ground, she flew high into the sky and the city spread out below her.   But she did not have time to enjoy the view as she jumped from house rooftop to house rooftop in pursuit of the Oni G.o.d that had abducted the girl she loved most.   “Give back…Yume!!”   She was almost there. She sped up as much as she could while stabbing forward with the Oni-slaying sword named Zanshou.   Sensing her presence, Rasetsu Douji looked back.   She flipped around with a smile of enjoyment on her face.   With the sleeping Oninagusamu-hime in her arms, she dodged the tip of the blade and rapidly descended.   “———— Wait!”   Haruka followed suit and dropped toward the ground.   After landing, they faced each other.   “Wha-…? This is…”   But Haruka was taken aback by the familiar scene before her eyes.   “Modoribas.h.i.+ Academy!?”   She saw the four story school building she had been in just a few hours before. It was currently dyed red by the setting sun.   When the two suddenly landed in the schoolyard, the students still there for club activities gathered around to see what was going on.   “Isn’t that the girl that transferred into the first year girl’s cla.s.s?”   “Oh~ She’s as beautiful as the rumors said. And isn’t her uniform wet? You can see right through it, which is really hot.”   (They all recognize me!? But it hasn’t been all that long since I started coming to school as Haruka.)   As a boy, she had never stood out much even in her own cla.s.s, so this filled her chest with dissatisfaction.   She was also shocked to find them staring at her c.u.m-soaked uniform.   She had been in a hurry, so she had put on her panties but not her bra.   Her bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s were showing through her blouse.   (They can see my t.i.ts? Dammit, but if I let this get to me, Yume’s in trouble!)   She tried to suppress the embarra.s.sment and focus on her enemy, but she was horribly distracted by the fear that the students would figure out what was soaking her uniform. The s.e.m.e.n stench stung her nose. If they got close, they would notice right away. Any boy would recognize the smell.   “By the way, who’s that other girl?”
  “I’ve never seen her before, but she’s pretty hot too. Maybe she’s also a transfer student.”
  Haruka was relieved when their curiosity s.h.i.+fted to Rasetsu Douji.   “She’s really tall, slender, and boyish. She’s kind of cool~♪”   She had put it away for the time being, but she was actually a futanari Oni G.o.d with both a v.a.g.i.n.a and a ma.s.sive c.o.c.k inside her tight hot pants. Her composed aura of both feminine elegance and boyish charm elicited excited comments from not just the boys, but the girls too.   “Anyway, what do you think they’re doing?”   “That’s Cherry Blossom Cla.s.s’s Ichijou Yume-chan the silver-haired one is holding. She’s as cute as ever.”   “The transfer student is holding a huge sword, so are they rehearsing a play or filming a movie?”   Rasetsu Douji appeared full of openings, but Haruka could not make any careless actions when the Oni G.o.d had Yume as a hostage.   “Now, then. How about you put away that dangerous sword?”   As Haruka waited for a chance to attack, Rasetsu gave her an instruction with no hint of tension in her voice.   “What? How about you give Yume back!?”   Her harsh tone only gathered more curious onlookers. They seemed to think it was a play.   (They’re in the way. If this comes to a fight, they’ll be caught in the middle of it! And if they get this close, Rasetsu Douji can… —————!!)   “Oh, have you finally caught on? If I wanted to, I could take every last one of their lives. And I have no reason to hesitate like I do with Yume.”   Haruka now understood why Rasetsu had lured her here.   Rasetsu wanted Oninagusamu-hime’s Refined Ki, so harming Yume would only be her last resort. Losing Yume would mean losing her chance to awaken as a complete Oni G.o.d. She would want to avoid that at all costs.   Kimino might see things differently, but Oni G.o.d Rasetsu Douji only saw the students as worthless humans. She would give killing them as much thought as stepping on an ant.   Her sharp claws grew in length. Her lithe body was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with killer intent as she took aim at a nearby student.   “Okay, I get it! S-stop…!!”   Just before the Oni G.o.d stepped forward, the Oni-slaying sword became particles of light and vanished.   The onlookers seemed to think it was some kind of magic trick and voiced their awe.   “Good to know you have some sense. I love that part of you, Ryou.”   Haruka breathed a sigh of relief as the killer intent directed at the students faded.   She suddenly realized her back was soaked with sweat.   The Oni G.o.d looked nothing like Kimino, but she had that childhood friend’s memories. Faced with that odd awkwardness, Haruka said nothing in response and simply stood there, so Rasetsu Douji stared at the girls in gym clothes who were watching on while joking with their friends.   “Come to think of it, Ryou, you were always surrept.i.tiously watching Yume and me during gym cla.s.s, weren’t you?”   “Wha-!? How did you know I was-…I-I mean, I was not!”   She hated how stupidly honest she was. She made the confession without thinking and then quickly denied it.   “You look amazed I’d noticed. But girls are sensitive to boys’ eyes on them. We just try not to let it show that we can tell you’re looking♪”   The shock almost felt like a physical blow.   Haruka recalled how she had started noticing boys’ eyes on her ever since gaining a girl’s body. It was irritating and creepy, so she ended up scowling.   She had grown relatively expressionless since genderbending and usually had a sour look on her face, but…   (Girls are incredible.)   She doubted she could ever pull that off.   Even now, she had trouble relaxing with so many eyes on her face, b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and crotch.   (They’re only looking because they don’t know I’m really a guy.)   She considered coming out to them and disappointing them, but she knew she could never actually do it. Meanwhile, Kimino…no, Rasetsu Douji rubbed her cheek against the sleeping girl.   “And of course, this girl knew you were looking at her too. She can be a little dense, but she’s still a girl~”   “————!!”   It may have been lucky Yume had pa.s.sed out.   If Haruka had looked Yume in the eye now, she would have died of embarra.s.sment.   She tensed up in voiceless shock and the alluring Oni G.o.d walked closer.   “This is the perfect chance, Ryou…no, Haruka. Since you’re a girl now, let’s have you see what it’s like to have boys looking at you in gym clothes.”   She was not just holding Yume and the students hostage. She had used the conversation to place herself at a psychological advantage. It made sense. Even as Kimino, she had never held back in verbally attacking Ryou.   How could Haruka stand up to someone with those memories and an inhuman willingness to kill?
  “Gym clothes? But…I don’t have any with me!!”   She still tried to resist with a pathetic and childish excuse, but…   “You do now. Here.”   Not even that worked. Rasetsu held out a sports bag she had taken from somewhere.   Haruka recognized the cutesy pink design.   “Is that…!?”   “Yes. I borrowed it from Yume. And she just used it for gym cla.s.s today, so it’s soaked with her sweat. Don’t boys like that kind of thing?”   This was a horrible misunderstanding. But even if she was not into that kind of thing, when it was her beloved Yume’s outfit, she was a little…no, quite interested.   She was confused at herself for taking the bag without thinking.   (These are…Yume’s gym clothes. …Is she saying I have to put them on?)   She gulped and her heart pounded. She simply could not open that small bag. And putting on its contents would be perverted as could be.   She had been reluctant enough to wear her own gym clothes. Especially the bloomers.   (But…I-if I don’t, she’ll attack Yume and the others…)   The peacefully smiling Oni girl directed her killer intent at the unrelated students again.   “M-make no mistake! I-it’s not like I want to wear it!!”   “Ha ha♪ You’re a tsundere now, Haruka? How cute~♪”   She blushed at the unexpected teasing.   She desperately unzipped the bag and pulled out the gym clothes.   A meltingly sweet aroma immediately reached her nose.   (Wow. What is this nice smell…? Is this Yume!?)   When Yume would come to wake Ryou in the mornings or joked around with him, the boy had occasionally noticed his cousin’s scent without warning.   It had been hard enough to ignore then, but it was practically intoxicating in this concentrated form.   (This is Yume’s sweat~~~~~~~~!!)   It was nothing like a boy’s sweat. It did not stink at all. In fact, she could not get enough of it.   Did all girls smell like this? No!! Only Yume’s sweat was more seductive than any perfume. She wanted to press the gym clothes to her face and breathe it all in.   Even with a girl’s body, her mind was that of a healthy teenage boy. The scent of her beloved girl’s gym clothes was sending her mind out of control, so Rasetsu Douji gave her an exasperated look.   “I-I’ll go put this on, so wait here!”
  Haruka refocused her mind and cleared her throat before starting toward the school building.   “Oh? Where do you think you’re going?”   A dangerous voice stabbed into her back.   “Wh-where? To somewhere where I can change.”   The infirmary was closest to the schoolyard.   “Don’t be silly. I’m not letting you out of my sight. Change here.”   “Eh…?”   Was she joking? No, the look in her smiling eyes was dead serious.   “Everyone needs to watch you change too. You were watching us change for gym, weren’t you? You’re really a boy, but you changed in the girl’s cla.s.sroom with us and saw us in our underwear♪”   “~~~~~~~~~~~~!!”   It was unbearably embarra.s.sing. She had a boy’s mind, so she had known it was better to change with the boy’s cla.s.s. But with a girl’s body, she could not have done that.   As her cla.s.smates defenselessly changed before his eyes, oblivious that the transfer student was actually a boy, she had felt guilty and tried to keep her head down as much as possible, but her male mind had made her curious and she had ended up looking.   (And even when I looked down, I saw my own t.i.ts and underwear, which would turn me on. So…)   She made excuses in her heart, but it took on an entirely new meaning when it came to letting others see her body. But no matter what reasoning she tried to use, she could not disobey this order.   “What’s going on? I thought his was an action show, but they aren’t fighting at all.”   “Is it more of a love comedy? They’re talking really quietly all of a sudden and I can’t make any of it out. I’m confused.”   “I don’t know if this is a movie or a play, but this isn’t making me want to see the finished product.”   They were not doing this as a performance, so that was unavoidable. But the onlookers who had thought they were rehearsing some kind of performance started to walk away.   (Good. If they all leave…)   Haruka might have a chance to rescue Yume and she would not have to be seen changing.   She started to breathe a sigh of relief, but Rasetsu Douji was not about to let her hostages get away.   “I’ll be killing anyone who leaves here by the way♪”   Her tall body was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with killer intent and her claws extended like sharp blades.   She took aim at a boy turning around to leave.   “Okay, I’ll change!! Right here!!”   Haruka had no other choice.   (I have to get naked in front of people again!)   When she had stripped for the Gaki disguised as delinquents, she had been indoors, but this was in the middle of the schoolyard. Plus, it was students from her school who would be watching. Even so, she would not have to remove her underwear this time and she could put the gym clothes on right away. More importantly, she would not have to suck disgusting Gaki d.i.c.k.   While Haruka told herself that, she practically tore off her blazer and blouse.   (And I can finally get rid of these Gaki c.u.m-soaked clothes.)   She tried to make it feel refres.h.i.+ng that she was peeling off the dried stickiness clinging to her skin. She rode her momentum by undoing the zipper and hook before stripping off the skirt itself. Leaning forward caused her giant braless b.r.e.a.s.t.s to bounce around.   “Whoa, she just started stripping!! d.a.m.n, those are some nice t.i.ts!”   The group preparing to leave now had their eyes glued to her.   “Sh-she’s stripping here!? Oh, but she has a really nice body… I’m so jealous.”   Instead of leaving, both the boys and the girls expressed their surprise and moved in closer.   “Gwah! Ahh!! Ah, ahh, ahn!”   Haruka was so shocked that her half-removed skirt caught on her ankles.   She just about tripped and hopped around on one foot. That only caused her weighty b.r.e.a.s.t.s to bounce around even more and that threw her further off balance.   “Wow. Is that how bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounce! Maybe she needs me to support them with my hands!!”   “It must be tough when they’re that big~ But does she have no shame? How can she let everyone see her b.o.o.bs here?”
  Of course she had shame.   But if she disobeyed Rasetsu Douji, those students would be caught in an irreversible tragedy.   Haruka’s embarra.s.sment and impatience grew as she was mocked by the very students she was protecting.   (Ahh… Why won’t my t.i.ts settle down!? And why can’t I get my skirt off my leg!?)
  The conspicuous mounds on her chest had a fair bit of weight and she had trouble balancing with them due to only recently having turned into a girl. The bra had helped some, but she had trouble when they were free to bounce around.   “Oh, c’mon!! Get…off!”   She somehow managed to kick the skirt from her ankle, grab her disobedient b.r.e.a.s.t.s in her arms, and regain her balance.   “Those t.i.ts are too big to fit in her hands!!”   “More importantly, why did she strip here? This is a little much for a fan service scene!”   “Could she be an exhibitionist? Maybe she was dying to let everyone see her naked.”   Everyone had seen every action.   “Ah, ahh, ahh…uuh…”   Countless eyes were staring as she planted her feet on the ground and the bouncing flesh squeezed alluringly out from her hands.   Plus, the number of onlookers had grown.   (No, you idiots!! Why are you coming this way!? Rasetsu Douji will make you her hostage!!)
  Despite Haruka’s worries and disappointment, they had not the slightest clue they were putting themselves in danger as they tried not to blink so they could take the image of the transfer student in just her panties and burn it into their eyes.   “Isn’t that Ichijou Yume’s cousin? H-huge b.o.o.bs must run in the family~”   “Yume-chan has more of a comforting beauty, but this girl has a cooler beauty. They’re both great. I wouldn’t mind having her look down on me and insult me.”   They were all saying whatever came to mind, but Haruka recalled secretly saying some pretty rude things about looks and breast size when looking at girls with her awful friends.   (And now they’re doing the same thing to me!? The guys are judging me…as a girl!)
It was quite a shock now that she was on the receiving end. She had not wanted b.r.e.a.s.t.s this large and it was still indecisive Ichijou Ryou on the inside, but they a.s.sumed she was a harsh girl because of her harsh, expressionless look.   “This uniform’s all sticky. And I recognize this smell…”   Haruka’s face went pale.   Someone had picked up her blouse and started smelling it.   “There’s a stain on her panties… It’s on the crotch. Is that what I think it is…?”   She just about fainted.   In the back of the convenience store, the Gaki had toyed with her body to their heart’s content and made her c.u.m.   The love juices and o.r.g.a.s.m juices gathered in her v.a.g.i.n.a had flowed out and stained her panties.   Plus, the embarra.s.sment of having so many eyes on her may have acted as a strange stimulus and gotten her even wetter.   “Hwahhhhh! Hwaaaaahhh!!”   She had no more reason to hesitate. With a strange yell, she put on Yume’s gym s.h.i.+rt and bloomers, s.n.a.t.c.hed back the uniform someone had picked up, and stuffed it in the gym bag.   (I-it’s a little damp… Is this Yume’s sweat!? Ahh, it smells so nice.)   She felt a flutter in her heart as the cloth soaked with her crush’s bodily fluids clung to her skin. She felt dizzy from a smell that seemed too sweet to be sweat from gym cla.s.s.   (I put them on… I’m wearing Yume’s gym clothes! This is my cousin’s…a girl’s gym clothes, but I’m wearing them!)   Doing this as a boy would have made her a pervert. No, she had a feeling getting turned on by this after turning into a girl only made it worse.   “Uhhhh~~~ I-I put on Yume’s gym clothes! I did what you said, right!?”   Haruka’s frantic behavior caused the Oni G.o.d to tremble with laughter just like Kimino always had.   Haruka glared at Rasetsu, but the embarra.s.sment and shame brought tears to her eyes.   Her b.u.t.t was the same size if not a little smaller than Yume’s, but the lively flesh could not fit in the dark blue bloomers and the cheeks stuck out from the edges a little.   (Yume’s b.u.t.t must have stuck out some too. That’s why she was always fixing it…)   Haruka recalled the secret glimpses she had stolen and then copied how her cousin had pulled at the edge of the cloth.   Haruka was just as tall as when she had been a boy, so the s.h.i.+rt meant for short Yume was far too short for her and it left her stomach entirely exposed.   “Whew~ It doesn’t cover her belly at all! Look at that skinny waist!! That’s kind of hot.”   “And her t.i.ts are so big you can see their shape perfectly through the fabric. I think I can even see her underb.o.o.b peeking out below the s.h.i.+rt.”   The gazes on her instantly grew more heated.   (Th-they’re looking…at me. With dirty looks in their eyes…!)
  She was no longer naked, but she still covered her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with her arms and pulled her inner thighs together. But that embarra.s.sed behavior only further stimulated the boys’ libido and the h.o.r.n.y chatter grew louder.   She twisted her body around in blatant hesitation, but that too had the opposite effect. They moved in closer and swept their eyes across every inch of her body.   “d.a.m.n…it. If only it was my gym clothes!!”   She had never imagined it would come to this, so she had left her things back in the convenience store.   She pulled down on the short s.h.i.+rt in an attempt to hide her smooth belly.   Now the contours of her giant b.r.e.a.s.t.s showed through the fabric in perfect detail.   “Oh ho!! They’re not just big! Those are some shapely t.i.ts!”   “The bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s were great, but this is pretty s.e.xy too!!”   Her own mounds had not shown up too much in the chest fabric that had been stretched by Yume’s ma.s.sive b.r.e.a.s.t.s, but Haruka had ruined that herself.   And since she was not wearing a bra, the plump mounds looked amazingly raw and the b.u.mps of her nipples were clearly visible.   She lacked the experience as a girl to know how to protect herself from the male gaze. She accidentally exposed her defenseless body and then dug herself deeper as she tried to fix it.   Plus, her panic and embarra.s.sment produced a sweat which joined Yume’s sweat to soak the gym s.h.i.+rt to the point that hints of her bare skin could be seen through it.   (These bloomers…are oddly s.e.xy. You can plainly see the shape of my crotch and b.u.t.t. They make my thighs and such feel so plump. And they’re kind of tight…)   It put her in a funny mood. Most of the girls were requesting a change to shorts because bloomers were so old fas.h.i.+oned, but Haruka had a feeling the real reason was all the boys leering at them.   Her hips fidgeted restlessly as so many eyes stared intently at the slight swelling of her mons pubis and the peach shape of her tight b.u.t.t.   “S-surely this is enough! Hurry up and let me change into some proper clothes!!”   Unable to bear it any longer, she turned to Rasetsu Douji to plead with her.   “Isn’t this just hilarious, Yume?”   “Haruka…-chan? Are those…my gym clothes?”   The “girl’s” confused look grew dumbfounded and then froze over.   Yume had pa.s.sed out when the Gaki had attacked and had remained so soundly asleep that some power must have been at work, but now she had come to and was staring at Haruka in puzzlement.   “Y-Yume… Ahhhh!”   That gentle and innocent look was far more embarra.s.sing than any of the boys’ or the Oni girl’s mocking. Even though it made her b.r.e.a.s.t.s show through all the more, Haruka tugged down on the s.h.i.+rt as hard as she could and crouched down on the ground.   The top of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s started bulging out of the stretched collar and her cleavage came into view.   The boys’ eyes grew bloodshot as they peered down at her.   “Huh? We’re at school? Why…? We were at the convenience store and there were scary people there…”   Yume seemed to be gradually recalling what had happened before she pa.s.sed out and her cute face visibly paled.   “Kimino-cha-…eek!!”   She looked up, a.s.suming it was her childhood friend holding her, but her face froze in fear.   She found a cold face that had the same general feel but looked nothing like the one she expected.   Two sharp horns grew from the forehead of gray hair.   “Ah, ahhh! An…Oni… Noooooo!”   The delinquents had transformed into grotesque forms in the convenience store. And one quiet night before that, a frightening Oni had attacked and disturbed her peaceful sleep. Rasetsu Douji may have reminded Yume of that.   “Help me… Haruka-cha-…ngh!!”   Yume’s muddled mind was vaguely aware that Haruka had saved her from the Oni on that night, so she reached out her hand and tried to escape Rasetsu’s arms.   But her screaming mouth was sealed by the beautiful Oni G.o.d’s lips and her soft body was held with a strength no human could shake free of.   “Yume!”   This was no time for embarra.s.sment. Haruka had to rescue her.   But that seemed to act as a signal. The students who had been staring so l.u.s.tfully at her in the gym clothes started shouting and rus.h.i.+ng toward her.   “Haruka-chaaaan!” “Ichijou Harukaaaa. I can’t stand it anymore!!”   “Wah! L-let go! Out of the way! Yume’s in trouble!! Ahhh!”   They clung to her as she tried to stand up and she was forced down onto her b.u.t.t.   “Wh-what is with them? Kh, I said let go! Don’t touch me there! Hwahh!”   While she was taken aback, the crowd restrained her movements even further. And their faces had gone slack with l.u.s.t as they shamelessly groped her body.   (Did she do something to them? Or are they Oni too!?)   But she had known some of them since middle school. She glared at Rasetsu Douji and found the Oni G.o.d was giving Yume a pa.s.sionate kiss.   (————!! She’s kissing Yume again!)   Her tongue slipped between Yume’s lips and produced a sticky melody as it moved around inside. Haruka’s plump cousin’s cheeks swelled seductively out as they were pushed at from within.   (And…she’s using her tongue…)
  Jealousy burned in Haruka’s heart and the Oni G.o.d’s lips finally left Yume’s, leaving a string of saliva between them.   “Fwah…ah, nhah…”   Yume had cried out in fear before, but now her body limply melted and she entrusted herself to the Oni G.o.d’s arms. Her eyes were unfocused and pleasant breaths escaped her lips.   “No…I’m scared…Haruka-chan…help…me…”   But her mind had not been affected. She feared the Oni and weakly asked for help.   “These are normal humans, not Gaki. And I’m not controlling them in any way.”   Rasetsu answered the question Haruka had not actually asked.   “What!? Th-then why is this happening…?”   Perhaps because she had Kimino’s memories, Rasetsu was able to guess what Haruka was thinking from the look on her face, even if her expressions were somewhat suppressed as a girl   She hated how much the smug look on Rasetsu’s face reminded her of her childhood friend.   “You really don’t get it~? You’re the one causing this, Haruka-chan.”   Haruka looked astonished as she pushed back the hands of all the boys trying to touch her. Rasetsu sounded delighted as she traced her fingertips along Yume’s cheek.   “I-I am…?”   Haruka’s eyes were drawn to the seductive tremor that ran through her cousin’s body and she reacted exactly the same way when a boy’s fingertips tickled her spine. But she was oblivious to that fact and listened to Rasetsu’s answer.   “Oh, c’mon, Haruka. You did all sorts of s.e.xual things with those Gaki and now you’re getting all hot and bothered from Yume’s gym clothes. The Refined Ki flowing from you has been dyed by your horniness. What human could resist that?”   “What!? F-from…me? H-horniness…!?”   She sniffed at herself in surprise, but she only detected a mixture of her own scent (which was a lot nicer than when she had been a boy) and the sweet scent of Yume’s sweat. She did not notice anything remarkable.   It was true she did detect the smell of the c.u.m the Gaki had soaked her with, but that was an unpleasant odor to her male side.   “It might be convenient to call it a smell, but it’s more like an aura. It functions more at the level of instinct. Just like it’s hard to notice your own smell, this aura is hard to notice yourself, but your entire body is currently sending out powerful aphrodisiac pheromones♪Any man who could resist this would have to be quite the saint.”   “Y-you can’t mean that… I’m sending out…aphrodisiac…pheromones!?”
  She could not believe it.   (They’re getting h-h.o.r.n.y…over me!?)   No matter how much she thought of herself as a boy, she had an alluringly nice body. She had been captivated by her own reflection in the mirror several times over the past few days.   “Well? How does it feel to have boys looking at you with l.u.s.t in their eyes and touching your body, Haruka-chan?”
  It was of course disgusting.   (Wh-when I looked at Yume and Kimino…did I have such a dirty look in my eyes…?)   She may have been troubling her cousin and childhood friend by unknowingly leering at them.   She was shocked and disgusted with herself, but the boys got carried away and moved their hands to indecent places over the gym clothes.   “Hee! Ah, not…there. Don’t…grope me!!”   One boy dug his fingertips into her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and many more perverted hands rushed for her body.   “Ha ha. But how are we supposed to resist when your t.i.ts are this nice!?”   “Kahhhh! I can’t stand it! I never knew t.i.ts were so soft!!”   A single boy’s hands kneaded the entirety of her ample b.r.e.a.s.t.s.   “Get…away from me! Don’t touch me…there!! Nn…hhh!”   She could not stop the throbbing she felt when that soft flesh was stirred up and a pleasant feeling slowly spread throughout her entire body from the bottom of those mounds.   (Why is…a girl’s body so d.a.m.n sensitive? Ahhh~)
  She tried to brush off the hands, but her strength faded as the hands dug into her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.   Unable to support herself anymore, she started to fall backwards, but someone caught her back with their chest and wrapped their arms around her waist.   (A guy’s arms…are so thick… Wait, why is that getting my heart pounding!?)   Her body had grown more slender, so the boys’ bodies felt bigger. The athlete’s chest pressing against her back only felt so powerful because her own skin was so soft and smooth.   She shuddered and could not relax as the boy’s aroused breaths blew on the back of her neck.   “Haruka-chan, your nipples are erect. …Wow, they’re really hard!”   “Hyah!? Hwah, don’t touch them, ahhh! Nn, ahhhhhh!!”   Her nipples had been poking out a little from the beginning, but after the stimulation to the mounds, the small beads showed even more clearly through the gym s.h.i.+rt. She gasped as someone’s fingertips pinched one of those erect nipples.   (Ahhh. Oh, no. My chest…my t.i.ts… They’re squeezing them so much, but I can barely think. My nipples…are too sensitive! Khhhhhh!)   Her body writhed about, as if leaning up against the surrounding boys.   The boy pinched her nipple hard enough to produce a throbbing pain and then rolled it around. Her body squirmed as if being controlled by those fingers.   “Oh ho. This nipple is nice and hard too!!”   A boy’s lips sucked at the other erect bead through the gym s.h.i.+rt.   “Kahhhhhh! Hee! Ahhhhhhh!! No, hyah~~, stop! Nnn!! Nh, hwaaah~~~~!”   The boy’s saliva soaked into Yume’s gym s.h.i.+rt and warmly soaked the nipple.   More of the fabric came into contact and rubbed wetly against the nipple, so her hips hopped up. At that very moment, the tongue tip rolled around the swollen point through the gym s.h.i.+rt.   (Ahhh! It’s throbbing. My t.i.ts…are throbbing!!)
  Strained moans left her mouth and her body twisted around as the fingers sank even deeper into her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.   “Nohoh! The transher shtudent’sh nihhle ish gehhing even harher in my mouf!”   (Fwaaaaah! Don’t talk…while moving your tongue!!)
  The vibration of his voice shook the soft mound. As he forcefully licked the nipple every which way, she gasped and thought the tip of her breast would burst from the surges of pleasure. But a moment later, the tongue tip only barely tickled it and the tantalizing frustration elicited sobbing moans.   (No, ahhhhh, This is because…I have a girl’s body. t.i.ts feel too good. If I was a guy, it wouldn’t feel like this at all.)   The quality of the sensitivity was fundamentally different.   As a boy, some rationality remained in some corner of the mind even when ejaculating, but a girl’s body lost that rationality even when the pleasure was not that great.   If she was given any further pleasure, not even she knew what she would do.   In fact, she was already acting quite indecently just from the pleasure in her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.   (Uuh… Yume is seeing this…)   Driven by the embarra.s.sment of being seen by the cousin she had loved since she was little, she hesitantly looked up.   “Fwah~ Haruka-chan… Help…me… It’s an Oni…ah.”   “Ha, ha…ahh. Yume…”   She was staring at Haruka, but her eyes were flushed and wet with tears.   Rasetsu Douji’s hand had moved to Yume’s bared chest and was fondling b.r.e.a.s.t.s even larger than Haruka’s. Each time the boldly exposed white peaches of soft flesh were fondled and squeezed, a seductive breath escaped Yume’s lips and a tremor ran through her short, plump body.   “Neh heh… Oh, Yume… Ah, you started giving off such amazing Refined Ki the instant Haruka grew so h.o.r.n.y… Nkh… It had gone down on the way here, but now it’s even greater than before…”   Rasetsu Douji tilted Yume’s back, licked along the white nape of the girl’s neck, and occasionally stole her lips while slurping up the Refined Ki flowing from her body.   At some point, she had summoned three Gaki into the center of the schoolyard. They were down on all fours and she sat on their backs as a throne. Her futa c.o.c.k rose from her crotch with the beautiful curve of a drawn sword. The charmed girls from the school were leaning up against her and fighting over the p.e.n.i.s. They would either take the pointed head into their lips or they would lick their tongue along the smooth reddish shaft.   “Gulp, gulp… Ahh, Rasetsu Douji-sama~ Your c.o.c.k milk is so tasty.”   “Ohhh~ What a beautiful c.o.c.k. After sucking yours, Rasetsu Douji-sama, I never want to see one of those savage boys’ c.o.c.ks again~”   The girls lavished praise on her and pa.s.sionately pleasured her with their tongues, but the Oni G.o.d did not even look their way. She was wholly focused on Oninagusamu-hime and the Refine Ki flowing from her.   She seated Yume in her lap with her futa c.o.c.k still hard. The manhood rose between Yume’s thighs and pressed against her crotch.   (Ah, ahh… It looks like…Yume grew a d.i.c.k…)   To Haruka, it looked like the girls from the school were sucking her cousin’s p.e.n.i.s.   (I-I’ve turned into a girl…so if Yume grew a d.i.c.k…would she put it in me!? Would Yume…f.u.c.k me…?)
  She imagined a melting smile on Yume’s face as the girl leaned over her and pressed her rock-hard c.o.c.k against Haruka’s throbbing p.u.s.s.y.   That perverted fantasy filled her mind amid the sensual pleasure of the boys groping her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.   “Nnnn…!! Ahh…”   An intense throbbing immediately filled her womb and plenty of love juices flowed out. She reflexively tensed the muscles, but she was no match for the warm sensation soaking her v.a.g.i.n.al folds.   Thick juices stained not just her panties but the bloomers too.   The stain was faintly visible on the surface of the crotch.   “Huh? Something smells really feminine all of a sudden!!”   The boys were not about to overlook this.   They forcibly spread her legs and a thick aroma rose from her crotch.   “Wow, you’re right. What a perverted smell!”   “d.a.m.n, I didn’t think my d.i.c.k could get any harder, but this smell did the trick.”   A sweet and somewhat fermented s.e.xual aroma flowed into Haruka’s own nose.   (That really is a perverted smell… This is what my p.u.s.s.y juices smell like?)   If she had still been a boy, her l.u.s.t would have been immediately sent out of control.   The boys who were actually here had entered an even more abnormal state. Their cheeks were flushed and their eyes bloodshot.   Her energetically tight thighs were immediately covered in caressing hands.   Sweaty hands kneaded her fine skin.   “Hyah! That’s just…disgusting!! If you touch me…like that…I’ll only get more-…nnn.”   The amount of love juices only grew from the extra stimulation and it began to flow from her v.a.g.i.n.a. Her panties and bloomers were quickly soaked and grew plastered to her crotch, bringing a troubling sensation.   The boys’ hands soon moved from her thighs to the top of the bloomers.   “Ah ha ha. Haruka-chan, your belly is so smooth. Do you work out? It’s so tight.”   “Wait…her bloomers are wet. D-did she p.i.s.s herself? I think she did!”   “No, this is…way to thick and sticky for p.i.s.s. …d.a.m.n, this stuff is s.e.xy.”   The fingertips traced curiously across the b.u.mp of her mons pubis. If they moved just a little lower, they would reach her c.l.i.toris. The fear of that sent a tremor through her body.   “Kh~~~~ Stop… Don’t…touch me…”   Her struggling had the opposite effect. It shook her giant b.r.e.a.s.t.s around and that only aroused the boys even more.   “Uhee! I love this sticky sensation!!”   One boy was so turned on by the fabric soaked in love juices that he tugged violently on the bloomers.   “Uho! You’re right. This feels great!”   The others also began tugging at the fabric.   “Hawah! S-stop!! Ahhhhh!”   The thick, dark blue fabric and the panties below both tore.   (Those were Yume’s bloomers!! Wah! A-and this means…!)   That tear revealed her crotch.   She gasped at the chill of the outside air on the hidden flower petals soaked with love juices.   The boys’ eyes all gathered there and they raised their voices in celebration.   “Wow, it’s a p.u.s.s.y!” “It’s the transfer student’s p.u.s.s.y!!” “So this is what a girl’s p.u.s.s.y looks like… G.o.d, it’s hot!” “It’s Ichijou Haruka’s p.u.s.s.y!!” “It’s the transfer student’s bare p.u.s.s.y!”   (U-uuh… It’s not like I have a p.u.s.s.y because I want one…)   The way they kept saying p.u.s.s.y this and p.u.s.s.y that made her feel like she was nothing more than her s.e.x organ.   (But I’m a boy!! I’m Ichijou Ryou! I had a p.e.n.i.s too, you know!?)   Even if that p.e.n.i.s had not been all that large, it had still grown plenty erect, but it was now only a small bead, which was red, engorged, and trembling as if to put on a strong front.   The b.a.l.l.s below had become an alluringly parted slit that revealed the sensitive flesh and flower petals sticky with love juices.   Deep in the bottom end, a hole opened wide as it twitched and drooled.   All of that was immodestly revealed through the tear in her bloomers.   Haruka could not bring herself to reveal that she was actually a genderbent boy. As her c.l.i.toris stood as erect as it could manage, the boys pulled out their p.e.n.i.ses and began stroking them as if to show her what a real erection looked like.   “Uuh~~ I can’t stand it!! I want to shove my d.i.c.k right in Ichijou Haruka’s p.u.s.s.y!”   “How are we supposed to hold back when she shows us that s.e.xy p.u.s.s.y!? I-it’s so wet!”   With each stroke, the filthy male smell of their c.o.c.ks pressed in on her, mixed with the honey aroma coming from her v.a.g.i.n.a, and produced an oppressively obscene scent.   “Hee, ahhh! K-keep those dirty things away from me! Stop…ahee!!”   She was unable to dodge since they were still fondling her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, so the approaching c.o.c.ks pressed against her body from every direction.   “Whoa! A-a girl’s body feels so soft on your d.i.c.k!”   “Oh! I’m just rubbing the head against her gym s.h.i.+rt…kh…but I’m already about to c.u.m!”   “Th-the bloomers feel great too! When I push in, those dirty juices ooze out!!”   The highly absorbent fabric was soaked with prec.u.m in no time at all and hat uniquely sticky lubricant reached the skin below as well.   (Ahhh… These are Yume’s gym clothes… Don’t defile them with this…filth!!)   She looked apologetically to the clothes’ owner and found the girl was too preoccupied with Rasetsu’s caress to notice.   “Ahh…n. No, ah, don’t touch my b.o.o.bs like that…it feels funny!”   As Yume squirmed, the Oni girl’s p.e.n.i.s shook back and forth at her crotch to seduce the gathered girls. The gray-haired and double-horned Oni girl’s eyes melted with pleasure from the girls’ tongues and the flavor of the Refined Ki she slurped up from Yume.   That view of the two shook Haruka’s male psyche and filled her female body with a throbbing sensation.   Her skin grew even more sensitive as so many erections rubbed their prec.u.m all over it. Even if no single one produced much, it added up with this many c.o.c.ks. Even her smooth black ponytail was sticky with the thick liquid and soaked with the maddening male smell.   “Kh… I can’t stand it!! I can put it in her now, right!?”
  “W-wait! I want to put it in too! I want to put it in Haruka-chan’s p.u.s.s.y!!”   They could only a.s.sume the nectar dripping from her widely spread p.u.s.s.y was inviting them to jam their p.e.n.i.s inside.   When one boy could hold back no longer and tried to bring his erection in close, the others got in his way, saying they wanted to stick their d.i.c.k in her too.   “I don’t want any of you! Please spare me… So get out from between my legs!”   No amount of stubbornness gave her an actual method of rejecting them. If they forced it, they could easily f.u.c.k her.   Even as they argued, their fingertips kept up their caress, so her moaning never ceased. Meanwhile, a group that had been obliviously practicing in the gym seemed to have finished up because they walked outside.   It was the karate team. Their uniforms were soaked with sweat.   When one of them noticed her, he ran over with incredible speed.   “—————!! Watanabe…Tsunayos.h.i.+! S-stay away!!”   This was a cla.s.smate from when she had been a boy. On top of that, the two of them had gotten along oddly well since middle school and had done all sorts of stupid things together. He was also the utter moron who had suddenly asked Haruka to be his wife once she became a girl.   However, her surprised voice only quickened his pace.   Once he was close enough to see her face, he stopped with a look of shock.   “———!? Ichijou Haruka-san!!”   He had fallen in love at first sight and asked her to marry him without knowing she was his genderbent friend, but now his eyes widened in surprise.   “Watanabe… D-don’t look at me…”   A strange embarra.s.sment filled her. Even if he did not know who she really was, her best friend from her time as a boy was seeing her in this disgraceful state. Would he be disappointed in her? After a cloud of uncertainty covered his face, he grimaced angrily and rushed over.   “Wh-what is my future wife doing here!? I shall be the one to f.u.c.k her.”   With that bold declaration, he pulled down his karate uniform and boxers.   “Eek!! Ah, ahhhhh!”
  She shrieked at the ma.s.sive p.e.n.i.s that sprang out.   “Hey! We were here first, so no b.u.t.ting in!!”   “I shall be the first one to f.u.c.k Haruka-chan!!”   The group fighting over who would be first worked together to block the sudden intruder.   “Out of the way! Hah! Toh!”   But as a fierce warrior from the karate team, Watanabe mercilessly eliminated them by thrusting his hand at their throat and slamming them to the ground with a kawazu gake.   With his thick-headed and overall large erection swollen a dark purplish-red, he kneeled between Haruka’s spread legs.   “Kh! I said…don’t look!!”   He stared at her exposed v.u.l.v.a with love juices so seductively flowing from it, so she tried to close her legs only to have him grab her knees and push them back open.   “I will make you happy! I will impregnate you with the very first shot, so please bear many healthy children for me.”   With the other boys holding her from behind, the cool-faced girl could not move back as Watanabe leaned forward.   “D-don’t be stupid! It’s me… I-it’s Ryou! Ichijou Ryou! I’ve turned into a girl, but I’m really a boy. S-so…s-stop this…!”   There was no point in hiding it now. Fortunately, Yume was too preoccupied to listen and Haruka was fairly certain she could explain it away later even if she had heard. But…   “You’re…Ryou? But you’re so obviously a girl. You’re my wife Haruka-san!!”   It was perhaps unsurprising that Watanabe did not believe her.   “I-I may have a girl’s body, but I have a boy’s mind!! I’m Ichijou Ryou!”   “There’s no need to hide your embarra.s.sment by pretending to be your twin brother! I’m putting it in now, Haruka-san.”   There was no stopping Watanabe. He held her slender waist and placed his genitals on hers.   “W-wait. No, hyaaaah! It’s going in…khhh, haaaaahn!!”   The head wetly sank into the mature hole. A scorching heat immediately swirled around the female hole and shook her lower stomach.   (It’s going in… Ahh, no. A guy’s…Watanabe’s d.i.c.k is going into my v.a.g.i.n.a. Ah, ahhhhh, hyah!)   Her rational mind was easily charmed by the sensation in that hole between her legs. She gasped at the sensation pressing back against her tight v.a.g.i.n.a and had trouble believing a boy’s p.e.n.i.s could really be this big.   (It’s…inside my body…but I’m a boy. Ahee!?)   She was shaken by the confusion of being violated as a girl and she felt the manhood come to a stop at something in the shallow portion of her v.a.g.i.n.a.   (———— Ah…is this…my hymen? Hee, ah, ow.)   Watanabe pushed in to break through it and her body stiffened at the vivid tearing pain.   “Wai-…ow. No, not any…f-further! Hyaaaahh!!”   Her frightened voice fell on deaf ears. As if to say her protests were futile, the tip of the p.e.n.i.s dug in and forced itself deeper into her soaked v.a.g.i.n.a.   “Ahhhh! Ow…owwwww!! Geheeyaaaahhh!”   After a vivid shock from her v.a.g.i.n.a, the thin membrane blocking the d.i.c.k’s way was broken.   Haruka was struck by a heavy and sharp pain that shot from deep in her crotch and up to her brain.   (Ah, aghhh. Watanabe is…f.u.c.king me. Ahh. He took my virginity. But I’m a boy… I’m a boy, but he broke my hymen.)   Before that shock could cool, an impressive thickness dug deeper inside, widening her v.a.g.i.n.al walls along the way.   (Hee…hhh… Ahh, it’s going even deeper! There’s a d.i.c.k inside me. Ahh, it’s…it’s so thick. No, it won’t go in. I’m going to break…ngh.)   An erect p.e.n.i.s looked several times larger and more impressive to her girl’s eyes than it had as a boy. And it seemed simply gigantic and unbelievably thick once it was actually inside her v.a.g.i.n.a.   She shook and feared it would tear her crotch apart, but the s.e.xuality of it all disturbed her power as Onikiri-hime and left her with only the frail strength of a girl’s arms. Her well-built friend’s body would not budge. She was being held down and f.u.c.ked as a woman.   (Ahh, I’m being f.u.c.ked by Watanabe. And by force. His d.i.c.k is inside me!)   Thinking about it sent a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.tic tremor down her spine.   (I’m still a virgin as a boy! But I had my virginity taken as a girl!!)   It was pathetic, but the more she focused on that perverted fact, the tighter her v.a.g.i.n.a squeezed down on the hard flesh pus.h.i.+ng inside.   “Kwoh. Your p.u.s.s.y feels so good, Haruka-san!!”   That sweetness gave her friend more momentum and he began moving his hips even more forcefully.   “Hgee! ~~~~~~~~~~~~! Kwahhh!! I-it’s…It’s so deep!!”   As the erection rapidly filled her, it pushed up against her womb.   She gasped at the shock and her shaken mind blinked in and out as several waves of sweetness pushed in on her. Against her will, her feminine pot was overflowing with hot nectar to welcome the p.e.n.i.s.   That sticky sensation and Haruka’s less-than-cute moans which were a little much for a girl only stirred up Watanabe’s l.u.s.t.   “Kwohhh! Ichijou Harukaaaa!! I will impregnate you! I will impregnate youuuuu!!”   His strokes grew fiercely rough.   “Y-you idiot! Don’t!! I don’t want to have your-…hyah, ahh, no! That’s too much!! That’s too rough, ah, ahn, ahhhhh!”   The overflowing pleasure transformed her response into seductive moans.   The thick c.o.c.k tightly filling her v.a.g.i.n.a rubbed against the walls and a sweetness almost seemed to float up through her. Even the throbbing pain of her defloration was drowned out by the seductive stimulation.   (I can’t…believe it. His d.i.c.k feels…so good! Ahh, I’m actually enjoying…having it inside me? Is it because…I have a girl’s body!?)
  There was no longer any point in reiterating that she was actually a boy.   Her hips twitched in delight and began to move in sync with Watanabe’s strokes.   With each thrust of the male flesh into her v.a.g.i.n.a, sweet nectar flowed out with an obscene sound.   (Ahh…hh! When he thrusts…so deep…I nearly pa.s.s out!!)   The deepest parts of her lower stomach throbbed in a hopelessly s.e.xual mood and they convulsed in joy when a thrust directly reached them.   At this rate, her mind would grow to love d.i.c.k as much as her body did.   Her cold, angled eyes grew damp with sensuality.   The other boys continued to grope her as they pleased and she pressed her giant b.r.e.a.s.t.s toward them so their fingertips would dig even deeper into them through the gym s.h.i.+rt.   “Ahh…nn. Fwah, ah, ahhh…ah…”   She subconsciously sought the s.e.xual pleasure, her spine trembled, and she released sticky moans, so the boys rubbed their erections all over her body with even greater gusto.   “R-rub mine with your hand!”   “Hold my d.i.c.k in your hand, Haruka-chan!!”   “Fwah…? Nn…”   Several p.e.n.i.ses were held out toward her, so she chose two and grabbed them instead of rejecting them.   “Ohhhh! A girl’s holding my d.i.c.k in her hand!!”   “Uhah! Th-this feels so much better than doing it on my own!!”   When she began rubbing them with the same rhythm as Watanabe thrusting deep into her v.a.g.i.n.a, the two boys cried out in joy. She had been a boy originally, so she knew what parts felt best. She gently traced her nails over them as she stroked them and used her prec.u.m-soaked fingers to rub more strongly along the bottom.   “Uuuuh!!” “Ohohhh!”   That was enough for the virgin d.i.c.ks to climax.   A raw-smelling white liquid squirted out onto her and stickily coated her glossy hair.   “Ahhh~ You came so much. I-I think I’m about to c.u.m too.”   As the p.e.n.i.s head pounded her cervix, the sweetness rose further and further to the top of her mind.   As she felt her climax approaching, she grew jealous of the boys’ ability to e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e.   Just like in the back of the convenience store, her girl’s body would not stop once the fire was lit.   A corner of her mind panicked because she was actually a boy, but she indulged in the pleasure regardless.   She grabbed a new pair of d.i.c.ks and snapped her wrists in time with the intense strokes inside her v.a.g.i.n.a.   The boys immediately began to tremble and their faces grew slack with pleasure.   “D-dammit. I can’t wait any longer.”   “Use your mouth… Please suck my d.i.c.k, Haruka-chan!”
  When the owners of the p.e.n.i.ses she had not selected saw that, they ran out of patience and began rubbing their p.e.n.i.s heads against her face.   “Fwah? Nn! Ahh!! No…wait, ahh.”   Her numbed mind responded by taking one of them into her mouth. The flavor was like a shock to the brain and it briefly brought her back to her senses. She tried to push it out with her tongue, but it was too late.   The p.e.n.i.s must not have been washed very well and the foreskin still covered the head. A foul and raw liquid seeped out and the numbingly sour saltiness wrapped around her tongue.   “Nfh! Agh!! Bleh, dishgushting! Fwah, no!!”   “Oho! Your tongue is going crazy…all over my d.i.c.k!! Ahh, that feels amazing!”   She tried to drive out the filth in her mouth, but the stimulation only delighted the boy.   He thrust his hips forward and shoved his foreskin-covered p.e.n.i.s deep into her throat.   “Ubeh! Ngh!! Gah! Nnn!! Fweh, I shwallowed it…”   Her throat wriggled in an attempt to breathe and she reflexively swallowed what was in her mouth. Her saliva was mixed with the boy’s s.m.e.g.m.a and prec.u.m and she nearly pa.s.sed out as the awful smell left through her nose.   “Uhah! Your throat is so tight! Ha ha! You’re really sucking it!! You’re sucking my d.i.c.k.”   “d.a.m.n, that sounds great!!”   “H-hurry up and c.u.m so I can take over!”   His running commentary on what was happening in her mouth inspired jealousy in the boys still waiting. To hurry her along, they rubbed their soaked p.e.n.i.s heads against her face while she still had a mouthful of c.o.c.k.   (Hyah… d.i.c.k…all over my face! It’s so filthy…ahhh!!)   Her beautiful face was quickly coated with prec.u.m and the sticky liquid was stirred up enough to form white bubbles. She thought she would go insane as the raw male smell soaked into her face.   “C’mon, your hands aren’t moving. Get back to rubbing our d.i.c.ks!”   As the defilement of her face distracted her, the boys receiving handjobs started to complain.   “Khh!! Do it…yourshelves…”   Her voice was shaking in anger, but her fingertips continued pleasuring the two of them.   She strengthened and weakened her grip while stroking up and down and she used her thumbs to rub along the underside.   “Fwoh!! Ahhh, ah, I can’t stand it!”   “That’s too good! My d.i.c.k is on fire!!”
  “Hhh! Nn…hh…fwah!!”   The boys immediately twisted their bodies in pleasure and prec.u.m shot from the p.e.n.i.s heads like a water gun to soak her glossy black hair. It dripped down to her forehead, flowed past her nose, and added a new stench to her face.   “It’d be a shame to let those nice t.i.ts go to waste. How about you pleasure me with them?”   The tip of a flesh spear pressed against her giant b.r.e.a.s.t.s that were jiggling seductively as she twisted her body.   The boy probably wanted to stick the entire erection between them, but the boy receiving a b.l.o.w.j.o.b was in the way. He had no choice but to rub the head against the side of one breast.   “Ohoh! This is…pretty great!! It’s sticking to the soft tip!”   After a shrill moan, the boy began stirring up her t.i.t flesh.   “Oh, you’re right! It’s like my d.i.c.k is melting!”   “I love how it pushes back at you!!”   More p.e.n.i.ses rushed in.   “Hyah!! Fwah! Hh…aaahhh. My t.i.ts…ahhhh.”   Several hard sensations had their way with those sensitive mounds and the throbbing sensation caused her to lift up her hips. The p.e.n.i.ses were leaking tons of prec.u.m, so they produced a harmony of obscene sounds. If all that filthy liquid was mixed together, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s would become unimaginably impure.   “Quit sucking this guy’s d.i.c.k and give me a turn!!”   Other boys lost their patience and shoved their erections toward her lips which were already stuffed full of d.i.c.k.   (Uuh…I only have…one mouth.)   As the other p.e.n.i.ses pressed in on her cheeks to hurry her along, she switched to sucking one of the others.   “Nnh! Gh…ah…hh.”   She had finally grown accustomed to the displeasure of sucking the one p.e.n.i.s, but now a different filthy flavor soaked into her taste buds.   “Fwahh! This feels so good!! b.l.o.w.j.o.bs rock!”   The h.o.r.n.y boy thrust his p.e.n.i.s in and out, so she could not spit it back out.   “Ngh, ghhh!! Ahh, bwah! Fwamh…!!”   The impure flavor brought saliva flowing out, which mixed with the prec.u.m. Each stroke produced a sound like a clogged drain.   (Kh…Too…rough!! I-I can’t…breathe.)   After the manhood thrust deep into her throat, she spat it and the sticky liquid out.   “Ha ha. Now it’s my turn with the transfer student’s mouth p.u.s.s.y~♪”   But the next c.o.c.k pushed into her mouth with yet another foul flavor.   “Nghh!! Ahh!”   She had not caught her breath yet. She tried to use her tongue to push out the erection blocking her lips, but that only brought it to the thick s.m.e.g.m.a and she nearly pa.s.sed out.   Meanwhile, Watanabe continued to hog her v.a.g.i.n.a and torment her womb, drawing out plenty of feminine pleasure for the genderbent boy.   (Oh, please! If you thrust that deep…ahh!...the juices won’t stop!!)   The never-ending flow of womb juices soaked her crotch like she had wet herself.   Hearing the wet sound of flesh rod against v.a.g.i.n.al walls naturally tightened her v.a.g.i.n.a around her friend’s erection.   (I only just lost my virginity…but this girl’s body feels so good!)
  She started to worry that turning into a girl had turned her into a s.l.u.t.   “Oh, you just got even tighter! Haruka-san, your p.u.s.s.y really is h.o.r.n.y, isn’t it?”   Watanabe pointed out how l.u.s.tful her v.a.g.i.n.a was.   “No! That’s not…true!!”   Her face burned red from the embarra.s.sment and shame. He almost seemed to be saying that was not who she truly was, but her v.a.g.i.n.a was twitching and pleasuring his erection all the while.   (No… It feels…too good. I can’t…I can’t…ah!)   She felt a magma-like heat boiling up deep inside her womb.   No matter how much she tried to control herself, her body reacted honestly to the stimulation.   She hesitantly looked up and saw Yume looking down at her while maintaining an innocence to her face despite how thoroughly it had melted in pleasure.   “Ha ha. Haruka-chan’s doing dirty things with the boys. I think she likes it…”   “————!! Ah, ahh… No, Yume… I…I am not enjoying…hyah!”   Haruka understood that Yume was not criticizing her.   Her mind had melted from Rasetsu Douji’s caress and she was simply speaking aloud what she saw.   But it was a shock for Haruka that Yume thought she was enjoying being f.u.c.ked by so many boys.   “Fwah! Ah, ahh!! No! Yume’s watching!! Nhahhh! No. Here…here it comes. It’s welling up from deep inside!”   She did not want to pathetically c.u.m in front of her beloved cousin.   She was a boy in a girl’s body, so she did not want to o.r.g.a.s.m from this feminine pleasure.   Her entire body shook as the p.e.n.i.s pounded on her womb, but she managed to hold off the sweetness trying to carry her to climax.   And as her love juices flooded out…   “Look, Yume. Your protector Haruka-chan is about to c.u.m as a boy pounds his c.o.c.k inside her~”   Rasetsu Douji enjoyed pointing that out in between sucking on Yume’s giant and soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s. The innocent girl with brown twintails gulped and widened her eyes.   “Haruka-chan is going to c-c.u.m…?”
  Hearing that seductive question ringing in her ear like a bell brought Haruka to her limit.   “Fwahh! N-no!! Ahh, ahh! Wait, nn, noooo!!”Not, nhh, ahh, this!! I’m c.u.ming, I’m c.u.mming in front of Yume! Ahh, Yume, don’t look! Yumeee!!”   But her cousin was s.e.xually aroused by Rasetsu and watched with unblinking curiosity as Haruka writhed about. Her cousin’s gaze made her v.a.g.i.n.a tighten all the more around the erection.   “Khh!! G.o.dd.a.m.n…amazing! Ohh, I’m gonna c.u.m!”   A tremor ran through Watanabe’s body as he sped up his strokes.   The c.o.c.k rapidly swelled out and widened her p.u.s.s.y, so Haruka thrust her hips upward.   In that instant, a boiling liquid erupted into her cervix.   (Hee…ahhh! c.u.m!! He’s c.u.mming&h.e.l.l