Chapter 263 – If_Happy Story 01: Week 2_Love Tek, 3rd Basement Floor, Common Sense Change Research Institute-Affiliated Practice Area – Toilet Etiquette Injection Station. (2)
If_Happy Story 01: Week 2_Love Tek, 3rd basement floor, Common Sense Change Research Institute-affiliated practice area – Toilet etiquette injection station. (2)
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Consciousness that naturally floats beneath the surface of the water.
I lift my quivering eyelids.
The senses that had melted due to excessive stimulation had transformed into a place where you could feel warmth along with your vision becoming brighter.
The first sight I saw was a very white and transparent square wall.
Perhaps it is the inside of the glass pillar seen from the outside?
I’m not sure what happened, but it seems like I became trapped inside that glass box, just like the other people who were trapped inside that glass box.
Probably so, no other thought came to mind.
It seems like the time I was unconscious wasn’t that long.
I was wondering how on earth I could know that, but somehow I was in a state where I could tell to what extent I had fainted.
There is no clock, and I am unconscious and cannot properly realize what has happened. How can I know how much time has passed?
To be honest, I didn’t really notice because I wanted to know.
Just instinctively and sensuously… The complex physical processing that had been done to my respiratory system was making me realize that it had not been that long since I lost consciousness.
Reddish, flushed skin.
The heat on my pale pink cheeks is very minor compared to the intense urge I usually feel the moment I wake up.
The pleasure of breathing was like forced estrus, and I was able to roughly infer how long I was not breathing based on the intensity and concentration of the squishiness.
As soon as you become conscious, if you are so horny that you can’t stand it, you haven’t been able to breathe for at least three hours.
If you wake up after one night, you will lose your intelligence and reason, and first, your pussy and dick… The only thing that comes to mind is masturbation.
Compared to that, the mild fever that is irritating my body right now is at a minor level.
Was he down for ten to twenty minutes at most?
I guess the approximate time from the heat of my cheeks getting moist.
… I didn’t really want to have this function.
My cheeks are slightly moist, and the heat similar to a mild cold continues to warm my forehead.
Minor heat, at a level that only slightly impedes rational thinking.
It makes you feel dizzy and makes you feel a little tired, but compared to the situation you usually wake up in, this can be said to be a minor side effect.
I was unable to breathe for about twenty minutes.
An ordinary person would have immediately crossed a river from which there is no return, but for me, who had undergone various illegal body modification procedures, I was able to deal with the aftereffects of a brief flushing of the skin and instability of consciousness.
Considering that the procedure was the cause of my inability to breathe in the first place, it was something that could not be considered a positive thing.
It was a little annoying because of the slight flushing and semi-instinctive sexual desire, but perhaps because I had suffered so much on a regular basis, I could tolerate this mild fever.
The heat near the uterus is tingling, as if I’m running, but compared to the urge I feel every morning when I wake up, it’s a really minor level of heat.
… This means that every morning, I am overcome by an urge that I cannot bear, but that is something that cannot be helped.
Sudden environment, sudden space.
The most important thing is to understand the current situation.
Even that survival instinct couldn’t overcome the sexual desire implanted in my body, but I was able to easily shake off this mild fever.
What happened, what will happen…
There were quite a few things that came to mind, even if only vaguely, but first, understand the situation.
I try to move my body, which is somehow slow, but for some reason, the movement is slow.
I was puzzled for a moment, then twisted my waist and tried to stand up, but it didn’t work as I expected, and the clanking sound irritated my ears.
?
The shoulders were fixed backwards and did not move at all.
Why? It’s a little puzzling.
A sense of déjà vu arises, as if I have experienced the sensation of just now.
Leather arm binder.
A sense of restraint that forcibly fixes the movement of the arm from the shoulder.
The shame of that day, and… A strange memory.
I remembered the moment when I committed the crime in front of everyone in the middle of the streets of the slums, and a blush bloomed.
It wasn’t that long ago, but is it because the events of the past week were so intense and intense? It felt like something from the distant past, so I couldn’t remember it.
Even if you try to move it, the shoulder remains fixed without any intention of moving.
As if I was tied tightly to something, I couldn’t move at all from my shoulders to my elbows.
What is happening?
I tried to wiggle around, but with both arms locked behind me, it wasn’t as easy to maintain balance as I thought, so it wasn’t easy to get up while sitting down, and I was only able to get up after struggling all the way.
The sound of splashing water that can be heard as you move your body.
And the sensation of cool liquid on the skin, and the cool yet creepy feeling of the wind seeping through wet skin.
Only then did I realize that I had been submerged in the bathtub.
A bathtub provided in the space of a glass pillar.
The inside was filled with lukewarm liquid, and I was immersed in it as if I was taking a bath.
I should have noticed it sooner, but it was too late, perhaps because my intelligence had declined as a result of the apnea.
What’s really going on…
In the space where the transparent glass window reflects the outside without any filtering, there is a large glass mirror showing off its image as if asking to be discovered, a shower hose, a speaker, an old clock with only an hour hand, and other trivial miscellaneous items. The fields were laid out in a lump.
What on earth are you trying to use it for?
I can assure you that these are not items that can be used based on common sense.
I was able to be sure of that much through my experience, the pledge I had written, and the non-common sense aspects of this facility.
… Clean glass mirror.
My soft, ripe naked body is clearly visible without any filtering… Somehow I can’t hide my shame.
Naked body.
The balloon, bigger than any fruit, was captivating and more obscene than anything else.
Traces of restraints faintly visible behind the back.
… I couldn’t see the details because the needlessly large chest blocked my view, but I was able to confirm that white leather restraints were binding my arms from my shoulders.
I look around carefully.
A bathtub that submerges up to your shoulders when you sit down, and you stand precariously on top of it.
It is difficult to maintain balance because the arms are already tied behind the back, and even the chest sways, hindering movement.
Water… It is too slippery and sticky to be called that.
To properly feel the sense of touch, the simplest way is to touch it with your hands, but now that your shoulders are restrained, even such a small action was not easy, and the only thing you could do was move around in fear of falling.
What is it…
Some time had passed since I opened my eyes, but I still couldn’t understand the slightest bit about what situation I was in or what was happening.
I could have tried going out of the bathtub, but there was a glass pillar that was a little under 2 pyeong in the way, so there was no point in doing so, and the bottom of the bathtub was quite slippery from what kind of liquid it was filled with, so I didn’t feel like it now that I couldn’t keep my balance properly. I didn’t.
The moderately lukewarm warmth of the liquid submerged in the bathtub also makes it difficult to feel like going outside.
… Why?
A very cozy feeling.
I’m starting to feel like even worrying about this is pointless… I submerge my body, which I just lifted, back into the bathtub.
A liquid of lukewarm heat that caresses the whole body.
It’s strange and drowsy… I felt a little good.
A light purple, faint vapor that slowly encroaches on the skin.
A fragrant smell from somewhere seeps into the tip of your nose and gradually reminds your skin.
My mind and body are completely relaxed and relaxed.
How long was he submerged in the bathtub?
A restrained arm, a suspicious liquid seeping into the skin, and a suspiciously fragrant vapor passing by the tip of the nose from earlier.
A space where nothing can be considered normal.
When I looked at it objectively, it was a strange situation, but I didn’t have any questions.
As if submerged in my mother’s warm amniotic fluid, I fall into a sense of leisurely pleasure.
I just hope that this easy pleasure can last forever… I hope you stay immersed in such dream-like nonsense for a while.
The focus of the eyes soon becomes blurred, and the pupils become moist and moist.
Her lips were drawn in an unconscious, dizzying line, and her cheeks were flushed, reminiscent of a girl in love.
I hope this peaceful, dream-like moment continues like this…
However, even at this moment when only she is aware of it, Ha-eun’s body calmly… She was constantly having orgasms.
Like a frog being boiled alive in a steaming pot.
Taken over by the latent heat slowly and gently encroaching on you.
Her poison seeps into her body to the extent that it cannot be escaped, eroding it.
In leisurely pleasure, the sensation and sensitivity of the body being repainted without even being given a chance to realize it.
She was not even given a chance to realize that it was her climax, and slowly…
She was being eaten by pleasure.
“… Ha,──♡, hoo────♡”
Leisurely and relaxed, just a sigh.
Ha-eun, who was usually accustomed to only passionate pleasure, had no idea that this sweet breathing sound was a warning light that her body was desperately trying to convey from her peak pleasure.
She just thought it was an admiration flowing from a soft lingering sound.
She seems to be enjoying the warm bath water, but the liquid in her bathtub has already seeped into her skin.
I couldn’t pay any attention to the light purple scent that was permeating the closed space with glass walls and glass ceiling…
Like a butterfly attracted by a sweet scent, I was being engulfed in the purple mist.
Forty… And five times.
The number peaked without Ha-eun being aware of it for about 40 minutes after she opened her eyes.
How engorged her clitoris is, and how much liquid is flowing from her vagina… She is the only one who is not aware of it.
She had mistakenly thought that the body heat rising from earlier was simply due to this refreshing bath, but slowly… However, she was steadily boiling.
An hour and a half.
She was already close to her limit, and only her body was desperately warning her of the danger, but she was still unaware of it.
I’m in heat, I’m in heat to the fullest… It’s so funny that even now, she is oozing with bodily fluids and is completely unaware of her own condition.
The skin becomes sensitive at times, and the focus of the eyes is as if there is no point.
Lightly pricking her with the tip of her fingernail, the mere stimulation was enough to make her blush… Her body being completed.
However, it is an unbalanced structure that only she is still unaware of.
Only she does not know that her purple fragrant scent is mixed with the sweet scent of strawberry-flavored powdered milk that was flowing from her own breast.
Sharp raised nipples, labia that has been completely released and damaged, and a clitoris bleeding bright red from exhaustion from crying.
Even though my whole body was showing signs of heat, I couldn’t notice it.
Wouldn’t you just feel a little sluggish? I can only feel a certain amount of appreciation.
Three hundred… And ninety-five times.
While I wasn’t aware of it, my breathing became heavier than ever, and my vision was turning black as if it was blinking…
Not aware of it at all.
I couldn’t do it♥
What made me realize that fact was the voice of the speaker hanging from the ceiling.
When the frog was fully boiled, I was able to hear the speaker from the ceiling conveying my situation from a completely objective perspective.
“Ah…, Ah♥.”
When I become aware, I begin to hear sounds I couldn’t hear before.
For some reason, as if the senses that had been sealed had returned, the warm pleasure belatedly turned into a muddy swamp and invaded my mind and body.
The climactic, one-sided notification that had been postponed.
A pleasure that will make you go crazy.
Even the flow of air that could not be perceived is made to be felt delicately, making every moment reach its peak.
Why on earth didn’t I know this?♥
My vision flickers, turns black.
Screaming, shaking, exhaling… I’m getting sleepy again.
A sticky pleasure that seems to melt away reason.
Not knowing what is happening to his body, he just shakes his back in pleasure.
Bouncing breasts, milk flowing down like a never-ending fountain.
A torrent of pleasure that resembles violence.
I feel like I’m going crazy, but I can’t, but why? I want to faint, but I can’t.
At this level, it is normal to lose consciousness, but in the melting rationality, only the mind is intact.
A familiar experience.
Based on my memories, I try to infer what is happening to my body right now.
As I was trying to come up with the answer in a state of melting pleasure and still unable to faint, the answer was forcibly revealed through the speakers in the ceiling.
The liquid that had soaked into the bathtub, some of its ingredients, had been sprayed with a high concentration of a drug that forced the subject to wake up, and he, who had been exposed to the drug for an hour and a half, could not easily lose consciousness…
The speaker’s voice began to explain what had happened to my body now and what would happen to my body in the future, as if taunting a prey that had fallen into an inescapable trap.
‘Aesthetic Love Tek_ Training room attached to the Common Sense Transformation Research Institute on the 3rd floor of the basement – Toilet Etiquette Injection Center’ That is the official name of the place I am now… It seems to be.
Honestly, it’s a name that makes you question the financial acumen and common sense of the person who was able to come up with such a name.
A place where you can’t help but wonder what the hell they’re thinking just by hearing the name. The name seemed to explain just how harsh what would happen to my body afterward.
Consciousness falls in a cloudy state, but consciousness is raised semi-forcibly.
As the vision flickered with repeated awakenings and fainting, the speaker’s voice continued to explain.
Is it because I have absolutely no time to think about anything else?
The sound coming from the ceiling, strangely enough, resonated clearly in my ears… The content was made understandable.
One week from today.
I was told that I would have to spend a week from today inside this glass space of a little less than 2 pyeong.
There are 24 hours in a week, 100… And sixty-eight hours.
It’s only been about an hour, and I feel like I’m already going crazy…
Doing something like this… And sixty, and eight hours…
♥
Of course, what is being done to my body now is at best preliminary work. He said he would begin full-scale education from now on.
All training, including eating, defecation, etc., Takes place in this space, and for the remaining 7 days, I will be learning to make myself a great sow or a potty in this glass space…
It’s too much to just dismiss it as nonsense.
In just an hour and a half. I couldn’t deny what was happening to my body.
… Even though I’m afraid, I’m such a shallow pervert that I just give up my expectations.
And so, with this name, the days of the irredeemably vulgar ‘Common Sense Change Research Institute-Affiliated Practice Center – Meat Toilet Etiquette Instillation Center’ began.
