I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 7

Chapter 7 – Net Assistant_Start (3)

Net Assistant_Start (3) 

After sending the picture, a message came to the manager shortly after.

” “Haeun”, Thank you for subscribing to our SEPal. “Haeun”, Your page has been properly assigned. Please take care of your future activities. Hope you have a good time.”

With a short message
I was moved to a page with my picture taken a while ago.
I was surprised at how quickly the work was done.

Just wearing a white t-shirt, just a little bit of exposure to the photo.
Maybe my picture is a more wholesome picture than the first picture of the woman wearing a dress.

First, I wrote the first message.

Hello,
It’s called “Haeun”.
Born in 26 years, 21 years old.
I hope to go along well.

Left the first message.
It was a very wholesome message.
I was going to write something dirty, but when I tried to write it, I couldn’t think of anything.
Even if it came to my mind, I was reluctant to write such words on a picture with my body embedded in it, so in the end I couldn’t write it down.
The completed introduction is a few short greetings.

Will men come after seeing this introduction? I was worried, but
I didn’t have the confidence to write better than this.
When I tried to reveal my body and write something, a strange psychological reluctance arose and I couldn’t write it.

Wait first,
If no one still comes, let’s try changing the method.
I hope that someone will come.

I signed up today, so I didn’t expect something to happen overnight.
Still, maybe someone will drop by
So if he gives some instructions
I hope it will change a bit.

Just lie down on the bed
From tomorrow, we are excited with anticipation and excitement about the possible changes.

In my delusions, on the subject of all sorts of nasty thoughts
When I actually tried to do it, in reality, I was a shy person who couldn’t even reveal the slightest bit.
What’s so hard about showing that underwear to others?
There was me who couldn’t even do that properly.
I think it would make you feel good,
If someone passing by the roadside, someone I see for the first time, a stranger I don’t know the name of, knows my nakedness, knows my shameful acts, and recognizes what a filthy bitch I am, a filthy lewd pervert, whispers and makes me filthy filth. If you look at me like
If you treat it like a playable toy,
If you obey and rule like a slave… Like a beast… Like a livestock…
If you make me stop croaking like a pig by being salted with pleasure,

Just imagining it makes me so wet…
When I try to do it, it doesn’t work.
I was terribly ashamed.
It’s difficult…

Can I be like the woman who wore that dress?
It would be nice if
Fever rises with anticipation and excitement.

I couldn’t sleep easily because I didn’t know what might happen tomorrow.

Masturbate
With the duvet pulled over, I pulled down my pajamas, and for the first time, I put my fingers over my panties.

Shuk – Shuk,
Scrub-squeak and rub the top of the panties with your hand as if drawing a trace.
The feel of her pussy touching the cloth is pleasant.

What I am imagining is the training records of one piece girls and their impressions.

“Sigh…”

Shuk – Shuk – Shuk

Embarrassed for some reason, I muffled the sound with the blanket.

A girl who seems to be ignorant of the world follows her orders coming down from her site,
The way she was learning about ignorant sex little by little.
It was immoral and beautiful.

“Eup..Huh ♥”

Swoop ㅡㅡ Swoop ㅡㅡ

Rubbing her hand in a circular motion over her panties.
The tantalizing stimulation of brushing fabric.
I continued to move her hand while feeling a little regretful.

What I keep thinking of is, of course, the pictures of that girl.
Little by little, the photos were getting ugly,
I add myself to the figure in the picture.

I carefully lift up my panties and show them off,
At first, it was very barely visible above the skirt, a very minor exposure, a figure that you would not notice unless you looked carefully.

Little by little it rises in height, from her calves to her knees, and to her crotch,
Every time the visible area expands, my facial expression in my imagination changes.
Lewdly, more lewdly, with a savoring expression, for the many invisible masters.

Shuk-suck-suck-sucks

Hands get faster
Emotions run high.
Moisture builds up in your pants little by little.

Imagine the gaze of the men who trained the girl, the masters.
Men’s eyes full of twisted possessiveness and fishy desire.
The gaze that looks at me like an object, and the feeling that it has become a toy numb me.
A sense of being possessed, a slave who must obey no matter how embarrassing or disgraceful.
In the absurdity, he gets pleasure from just imagining his situation.

The groan gradually gets louder.

“Sigh-eup-sigh…”

Tseug ㅡ seuck ㅡ tsuugh

Panties are wet
The sticky feeling makes me feel uncomfortable.
I take off my sticky wet panties under the blanket and throw them away.

Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak

She stabs her pussy with her own hands.
Insignificant, simple repetitive stimulation,
This stimulation feels good.
It seems that it will heat up just by continuing to touch it.

Squeak squeak squeak squeak

Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak

Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak

Hand movements are getting faster…
In my delusion, I was wearing a naked necklace and was being led by my imaginary master.
Red, crimson-colored token of obedience.
In that place, I was led and violated while being dominated by a man.

“Master ♥ Master ♥ Master Nihim ㅡ ♥”

Squeak sizzle squeak sizzle
Suck – Suck – Suck – Suck

The desire to be dominated by someone unknown,
A shady desire burns the body.
Nipples rise. Nipples Erect
I brought the erect nipple to the futon and rubbed it.
Rub harder and harder.
Hands fiddling with the gooey pussy,
While twisting her whole body, she tortures her nipples with a futon.

I feel good.

The climax is approaching.
I can no longer hide my moaning under the blanket.

Climax

‘Go, go, go—- go away —- go away!!!’

“Eup…Eugh ♥, haang—-haaaaang♥, haaang—-haaaaang♥.

Push shot – Push shot –

Rumbling…

At the same time as the climax comes a pleasant sense of exhaustion.
It was a very satisfying masturbation.

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Got tired of it…

This body seems to be unable to withstand the urge to urinate if it is too climaxed.

The whole body is languid with a sense of climax.

It is a bedspread that is full of love juice and is covered in sticky liquid, and it feels wet and fishy because of the exhausted urine.
I fall asleep with a strange feeling of satisfaction and exhaustion after climax.

I’ll think about cleaning up later.

Morning.

The smell of females vibrating in the room mixed with the urine smell, and I felt queasy.

With a frown on her face, she started cleaning up after last night.

The bedspreads were mixed with all sorts of liquids… I’ll just say it was horrible.

Before going to work, I opened my computer and connected to SEPal, although I expected a little,
I was surprised that there were more people interested in me than I expected.

Photos and greetings that seem to have been taken casually,
I never thought so many people would come.

Welcoming that a newcomer has arrived,

Where do you live, I’ll fuck you, come out with xxx,
I’ll insert it directly to the womb, so look at your pussy.
This bitch pretends to be shy, but if you come here, you are a prostitute or a prostitute.
Look how strong you are,

Etc,
There was all sorts of sexual harassment.

In addition, newcomers are welcome,

There were various reactions.
I was surprised that there were more reactions than I expected.

And, seeing all kinds of sexual harassment,

It seemed a little wet.

As there were various reactions, several orders already caught my eye to see how much the fire had become.

SEPal has several unique revenue structures, one of which is the command system.
As the most important function, it is used as a major communication channel between male owners and female page managers.
Men could give orders to the target of the page, and according to the orders, they could set up points that could be exchanged for cash.
For the person giving the order, the title of master is used as a whole, and in the process of carrying out the order and leaving impressions, the corresponding directive will be unified with the title of master.
The page manager could select the orders put forward by the men, who were the masters, and if they carried out the selected orders and left corresponding photos and impressions, they could take the corresponding points.

It seems that that order has now been reached for me as well.

It already had quite a few orders.

Perhaps it was because he was a newcomer, and although he was a little embarrassed, there seemed to be few orders that made him feel that difficult.
SEPal is said to be able to select commands,
IDecided to obey orders and requests.

Fortunately, it was my first time, so there were no commands that seemed too difficult yet.
It’s something I felt while taking a proof photo yesterday, but unlike me in my delusion, it wasn’t easy to actually do that in reality.
Somewhat reassuring.

At least, it didn’t seem like it would be too difficult to follow the orders he’d received now.

[Black Big Brother]
Order: Write your nickname on the ship with a meteor mark, take a picture, and don’t erase it for a day.
Points: 50

[Hypnosis Btttak]
Order: Record and upload the contents of the first introduction.
Points: 300

[The unicorn is heeing and crying]
Command: Maiden? Answer yes or no.
Points: 50

[Today’s Lunch Kimchi Jjigae]
Order: Take a picture in three different types of clothes other than a T-shirt.
Points: 50

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Etc., Etc., There were orders that felt like it was worth doing.

Suddenly, it didn’t seem like there was anything like a teaching assistant that I was thinking of, such as asking me to take pictures of my pussy and upload them in real time.

As much as the page administrator can refuse an order, even if such an order is given from the beginning, it seems that difficult orders are not well given from the beginning, perhaps because there is no case to follow them well.

The fact that more people came to see me than I thought, I feel a sense of elation.
The interest beyond the monitor strangely tickled, giving me a sense of fulfillment.
A slightly different kind of feeling from something like sexual pleasure.

There seems to be something proud of being a small celebrity.
I wanted to be faithful to this site for other reasons as well.
It’s a little different from what I thought, but it doesn’t matter because it’s a good feeling.
I think these feelings are good too.

I wish more, more people would look at me.