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How Did I Become a Mum 26

How Did I Become a Mum 26

Chapter 26 – Episode 26: The Bitch’s Outing

My head went blank because I was not allowed to masturbate by my master.
My excited body kept denying the opposite sex, and it took about 30 minutes until the owner decided to come pick me up, but I couldn’t think of what to do.

First of all, breakfast was solved with the regular stored in the vulva, so there was no need to leave the room for rice.
As I often do, I was too concerned about the sound of the vulva shining through my clothes to be with my parents who were watching entertainment channels in the living room.
The spell is still working, making the vulva invisible to the eyes of the master and me, but in my eyes, he is showing off his presence as usual, so how can I be relieved?

Moreover, it is not a stranger, but a parent.
I didn’t want to be next to my parents, as excited as I was, with a lot of juice coming out.

My house is a family that thinks that no matter how much it is a house, it is not about walking out of the room without underwear on.
My parents are brainwashed into not caring about my clothes no matter what, but I have lived in a family like this for 22 years.

Besides, magic was something I thought only appeared in movies until I met my brother.
So, like a machine, being able to believe in the power of magic whose ON/OFF state is invisible to the naked eye, for me right now, was the limit in this room.

Then, in the end, there was nothing that came to mind except for being quietly shut up in the room.
But I was told to grow up naked, so I woke up and was still naked.
It was a room where I was alone, a room where I would be alone, but being naked was somehow uncomfortable.

However, since the juices did not stop, the pants were a little difficult to wear.
So all I could do was put on a loose T-shirt.

In my room, I often did a no-bra, but today the nipples protruding from the top of my clothes stood out.
Maybe it’s because I met the owner, but I usually thought it was nothing, but it felt different for some reason.

“…”

So I stood in front of a full-length mirror.
Standing awkwardly, I stood with my arms outstretched to the side in a T shape.
The T-shirt, which was long and loose enough to come down to my hips, seemed to hide my figure well, but I couldn’t help but feel my big breasts.

Even though it was clearly covered enough to cover it, my body looked erotic, perhaps because of the light from the vulva coming up through the thin T-shirt.
I already felt that I was aroused, but seeing it with the naked eye through the light of the vulva made me feel strange.

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All the time that I was floating without being able to do anything properly and thinking of impure thoughts has passed.
It was about an hour before the owner came to pick me up, so I had to go wash up.
In case my parents would find out the light of my vulva, I grabbed my lower stomach and ran to the bathroom, but savagely, only part of the light from my vulva was covered and penetrated my arm, so I felt ashamed.

‘Is my face like this now?’

I went into the bathroom and suddenly looked in the mirror.
The mirror reflected my face, which was red with excitement.

My face looked lewd, probably knowing why the color was red.
I washed my face with the feeling that this couldn’t be my face, but this was my bare face.

Even after washing with colder water than usual to cool down, the reddish color remained the same.
To cool down now, no matter how cold the water was, it was useless.

Even if it was hot water rather than ice water, it was important where to pour it.
I wanted to run a strong stream of water on my crotch right away.

But I couldn’t because I couldn’t masturbate without my master’s permission.
I had to touch my pussy anyway to wash it, but how could I not have an impure thought in a situation where there was so much water coming out?

It took a long time to wash her pussy without the intention of masturbating.
Now, no matter how hard you wash it, it will get wet again, meaning nothing.

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After taking a shower, I started putting on my makeup.
Her face was still red.
I wanted to hide this complexion, so I dabbed on the foundation harder than usual.

[Attention.]

“Oh…”

[Open the drawer where you put your underwear.]

As soon as I finished my makeup, the master’s voice resonated in my head.
Was it not enough to brainwash her into wearing underwear only when wearing skirts that reveal the baseline of both thighs?

It was time to change into street clothes, and from what the master said, it seemed that he would decide what kind of clothes to wear.
The helplessness of not being able to even dress as I please.
Even in such a gloomy situation, for some reason, a strange goosebumps seemed to rise between her legs.

[Put the fourth set of bra and panties out onto the bed from up there.]

For what purpose did the owner choose this underwear?
It’s not a special design, but this black color underwear set that contrasts with my skin color was my favorite underwear because it showed off my feminine beauty.
It wasn’t meant to be shown to anyone, but it was my favorite underwear because it seemed to give me confidence as a woman just by wearing it.

But now, this underwear was chosen purely because of the owner’s choice, not mine.
Maybe that’s why I felt like I couldn’t even do things without showing off my femininity.

This feeling of being forced to appeal my femininity to others, not myself.
It was very strange.

[Think about the skirt you want to wear.]

“…Umm…”

I didn’t think the skirt the owner wanted was a long skirt.
However, all of the skirts other than long skirts had been shortened enough to reveal the reference line the master had engraved on her thighs.

If the length of the skirt is short, of course, there is a high risk of showing the inside of the skirt when leaning forward or climbing stairs, and this is especially true if the skirt is not too tight.
That’s why I always wear underpants when the skirt is short, but my master forbade me to wear underpants.

[Use that beige skirt.]

“…Yeah?”

[Wear it with the skirt you were thinking about.]

So I asked the owner to think about what kind of skirt to wear, so he was thinking of a skirt that would be dangerous if worn without underpants.
But the owner made me wear the skirt I was thinking of.

The beige fabric and large buttons are very pretty, but I was thinking that it was a little uneasy to wear without underpants because it is A-line.
He told me to think about the skirt I wanted to wear, so I thought I was going to choose it, but it seems that the owner read my mind and tried to choose it.

[Do you know how to dress?]

“…Of course.”

I couldn’t even dress like normal people.

She was brainwashed into wearing underwear only when wearing a skirt that revealed the baseline of both thighs, so she couldn’t wear underwear first and then wear clothes on top of it like others.

So after I put on the skirt, I put on my panties, and then I put on my bra.
It’s kind of unfair that I can’t even choose the order in which I wear clothes, but the order is somehow ridiculous, so it’s embarrassing.

However, while knowing that the master’s possessiveness to control even such trivial things was clearly twisted, in a corner of his heart, he wondered if it was affection for me.
Even though I know that this is absolutely not normal, even if I seem to be twisted like my master, right now I feel more excited than worried.

[That’s not bad.]

“..Yeah?”

[That striped collared T-shirt.]

“Ah…Yes. I’ll wear it with that.”

Now, while I was thinking about what top would go well with this skirt, the owner, who was looking at my head with me, chose a cool-looking short-sleeved T-shirt with white stripes on a cool navy color background.

[Shoes…]

“…”

[Yes. Do it now The bag fits well and is fine.]

“…Thank you, Master.”

Finally, the shoes were decided on brown leather strappy sandals, and the bag was decided on a black handbag that I thought would go well with it.

[For a moment. I think it would look pretty with earrings too.]

“Uh…Earrings?”

[…Not so good. I’ll buy you some earrings today.]

“Yes? It’s okay if you don’t… Those earrings aren’t good at all…”

[No. I want my bitch to be attractive in other people’s eyes. There is a saying that a woman becomes 50% prettier if she wears earrings. So, when you meet me in the future, be sure to wear earrings.]

“…Your master.”

A way of speaking that cares about my appearance in the eyes of others.
And, of course, the attitude that will continue to be so in the future.
I felt like I was loved somehow.

[Then come out soon. Because it is in front of the house.]

“To?”

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“…Hello Lord…Uh…”

“Hello Ahyeon.”

“…Brother.”

“Yes. Oppa, oppa. Are you going to call me that outside?”

“…No?”

Master… No, my brother was already waiting for me in the apartment parking lot.
It tickled my heart to see such a handsome and well-built man driving a foreign car and picking me up dressed up.

Come to think of it, the reason we decided to meet today was also a date.
Even though she was dressed as her brother had chosen for her, the fact that the two of them met together wearing clothes meant to look pretty in her brother’s eyes suddenly made her heart flutter.

Is it because the affinity for the opposite sex is also based on sexual desire?
The vulva was already glowing brightly because of the spell, but in its present state it seemed that it would have started to glow anyway, driven by the excitement of a pure woman.

“It’s outside, so take it easy. Take it easy.”

“Uh…Really?”

What can I do to make it comfortable?
How can I be comfortable with the person who engraved the vulva that shines through my clothes?
Even if my brother didn’t have everything he’s been through because he’s a umma, how can he feel comfortable in an awkward situation that makes my heart flutter.

“Whoa…”

“Fu… What’s wrong? Where does it hurt? Your face is red.”

“…Although you know everything. Ugh…!!”

Perhaps because of some unknown discomfort and awkwardness, the sex and lewd things she had with her brother began to come to mind.
Then, I even thought that the current situation was like dressing the dog in the clothes the owner wanted and going out for a walk.
The moment I felt even the wet panties in my crotch, my face became hot and I got goosebumps all over my body.

How Did I Become a Mum

How Did I Become a Mum

어쩌다 음마가 되었다
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
How did you become a mamma?I decided to do my duty as a woman-eating woman.

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