Chapter 242 – If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_Unlimited Body Modification_End of Day 1. (2)
If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_Body modification without limits_End of day 1. (2)
A spicy male scent that makes you cringe if you can’t even sting your nose…
The vicious club that had been weighing heavily on my waist was thrust in front of my nose.
… The male object thrust in front of his nose was not normal.
A length, size, and shape that cannot be considered human.
Abnormal sense itself.
It can’t be said that it’s an object that exists in reality… Size.
I am simply overwhelmed, and just having it thrust in front of my eyes makes me feel like the femininity inside me is collapsing and being dominated.
Someone somewhere says that size isn’t everything when it comes to a man’s possessions…
Well…
If such an ugly object is thrust in front of your eyes, such a dusty idea will crumble to the ground without a trace, like a thatched house in front of a typhoon.
The overwhelming difference in mass that can be clearly felt from the species level.
Man… As the traces of the memories remain, I recognize the difference.
A size that makes you realize the common sense truth that you can’t win.
Such items should not exist in reality.
An object so vicious that it seems natural for a woman to be oppressed, subdued, and obeyed.
The overwhelming size is so overwhelming that it engraves a sense of defeat and defeat into your mind just by being there.
The illusion that you have to kneel and greet them reverently.
There is no reason to maintain one’s spirit when a massive and vicious weapon is thrust in front of one’s eyes.
It makes you understand why a religion as absurd as phallic worship could exist, just by being pushed in front of your eyes.
This… If you show something like this, a sign of a strong male like this, then… It can’t be helped that that happens ♡
The level is different.
A weapon that exists to kill women.
This… If something like this enters my body…
It’s dizzying just to imagine it.
So, so unrealistic size.
An unrealistic appearance, as if the scribbles of abnormal sexual desires that only exist in delusions exist in reality.
Wouldn’t it be more appropriate to call it a weapon?
If something like that were to enter my body… ♡
I will definitely die.
Whether mentally or physically, I will die… I was confident.
But, nevertheless… There was a dangerous magic power that could not be turned away from that overwhelming monster.
I can’t look away.
I can’t turn my eyes away from the overwhelming shadow that obscures my gaze, as if it’s telling me to know myself, and the stick-shaped shadow that covers my entire face.
The overwhelming size makes you realize the female’s vicious nature just by looking at it.
Shake.
A ferocious form that brings out your inner female just by looking at it. That size.
The lower mouth becomes wet, as if drooling.
It engraves common sense that size is truth.
Those are the right values, they whisper and brand them in my mind.
Pop… Pop… I can’t take my eyes off the sight of the thick pre-cum dripping from the tip like drool.
It wasn’t just big.
No, in fact, the size alone was enough to drive a female crazy, so much so that it was overwhelming, but other than that, the detailed shape and appearance, the healthy pulsating dark red blood vessels around the penis, and sturdy veins reminiscent of the muscles of an athlete, were used to look down on women. The appearance of the organ that seems to exist… ♡
The abnormal shape of the glans looks like a monster and dizzyingly blocks the view.
It’s so terrible that it makes my heart pound the whole time I watch it and I can’t stand it.
When you look at it, you are drawn in, and it instinctively evokes an irresistible impulse.
Right in front of your nose… I forgot to even breathe and stared at the vicious male object that was thrust at me.
A male penis pushed in close.
This… Can it be grouped into this category? A suspiciously bizarre and hideous object.
… Even the cock that invaded and robbed my virgin land for the first time was of such an unreasonable size and shape that it seemed like a child’s pepper compared to something like this.
And, it’s thrust right in front of your nose… It’s been engraved in my mind since a while ago… The life of a male with a spicy and dizzying concentration… The body odor was entering my senses as if it was raping my head.
It’s terrible, it’s terrible… A strong male scent that gives you a headache.
Smell… Yeah, it smells…
It’s difficult to describe simply because it’s body odor, it’s terrible and disgusting… This terrible smell is so irritating that it hurts my heart.
The sight of the tip of the nose sticking out as if showing off could have been considered humiliating, but it was more than that, it was overwhelming… It makes it impossible to resist.
Ah…
This is so dizzying.
Now, as a girl who has fallen in love and seems to understand love, I am fascinated by the cock thrust in front of my nose.
In fact, it would be more correct to call this feeling a terrible and dirty sexual desire based on instinct rather than the fresh and beautiful feeling called love.
However, in front of this terrible and dense male pheromone… Inevitably, what he felt was closer to love.
Blind love, or can it be called faith?
There was no way he could resist the terrible male body odor that seemed to dominate every single cell, and his dimly colored pupils contained only that huge, hideous object.
The smell of rotten ammonia, like stale sweat and lumps of urine that have hardened and hardened for several weeks, vibrates so horribly that it rings the tip of my nose.
It vibrates and resonates.
The stench is so thick that it makes you think your whole body is being permeated by that terrible, terrible body odor.
It’s a terrible smell that won’t surprise you even if you furrow your eyebrows…
I fall in love with that terrible smell.
Unable to resist, the permeating smell becomes unbearable.
I was overwhelmed by the sight before my eyes, and… The strong male pheromone mixed with the body odor resembling the smell of rotten cheese paralyzed the opposite sex.
I fall in love with it as if it is a natural physiological phenomenon more than anything else.
I found myself being drawn into this awful smell that I couldn’t bear to ignore.
From the unfolded glans penis, between the wrinkled crevices inside, dirty, sticky, yellow, terrible crystals seep out like sewage.
Waste material also called glans, jig, or jjap.
Although it can be said to be a simple waste product, the yellowish lump, which seems unusual in its amount and appearance, is more serious than that… A terrible and dizzying male scent wafted out, making my head dizzy.
Sniff, sniff… ♡
An act that seems less appropriate for a person of sense.
I smell the ugly glans sticking out in front of my nose, as if I were craving the scent of rich wine.
The smell of urine residue is terrible, not to mention terrible.
It was an unclean smell that couldn’t be described as good even with empty words… Strangely enough, the more I smelled it, the more I could not stand it.
As if bringing out the inner femininity, as if subjugating it.
The strong male scent dominated the sense of smell and paralyzed common sense.
─Grandpa.
An instinctive action that is neither commanded nor ordered.
Guided by my subconscious, I opened my mouth… I was carefully guiding my tongue toward that pale yellow mass.
A thin tongue that gently wraps around.
I crawl between the red, pulsating, ugly sticks, carefully unfold only the ends, and stroke them.
Maybe I liked that tantalizing stimulation, but why do I think the slightly receding shape of the glans is somehow cute?
Hanging on the tongue… The sensation of the spicy jig and the jizz was dizzying.
The taste is so bad that it gives me a headache.
Is this what happens when urine is concentrated and concentrated?
Salty, sticky… The terrible taste of ammonia hits the brain cells.
Horrible and disgusting, nauseating taste and smell.
But why?
The more I secretly rolled this male’s waste with my tongue, the a more creepy feeling that my head would go crazy flowed down my spinal cord.
The thrilling sensation of caressing the lower back is reproduced through the sense of taste.
The terrible taste, as if it were raping my senses of cum, delivered an incomprehensible pleasure to my whole body, as if it were stabbing my uterus, and I felt like I was going to cum with just a slight roll of my tongue.
A thrilling pleasure that cannot be understood.
I couldn’t understand what that feeling was, and I couldn’t resist the addictive feeling of secretly caressing my entire body’s erogenous zones, so I sucked my tongue back at the ferocious and vicious cock thrust in front of my eyes.
Churrreut─, Churrureut──
From moving the tongue carefully, to becoming more active, licking and sucking the lump of black and red blood vessels in front of the nose, as if coveting sweet nectar.
The sensory cells of his deteriorated tongue, which he could not yet understand on his own, steadily remembered the corrupted function and transmitted the changed sensation through the nerves of his entire body.
Vicious taste♥
The taste of the male, as rich and intense as its appearance, stimulates and dominates my tongue, which is glistening with the purple vulva.
The taste of salty urine, the fishy taste that resembles the smell of squid, the soggy and sticky feeling that is constricting my throat, I’m starting to realize… The taste of a male♥
I can’t come to my senses from the rich male taste on my tongue.
More… ♡, More…♡
Like a child who gets drunk for the first time in his life, intoxicated by that fishy but creepy feeling that tightens his body… Even though I know how hideous that object is, I cannot bear to get close to its face.
Instead of just carefully crawling along the tip of the tongue, it moves more actively and closer.
Unable to resist the tantalizing taste of the male, she brings her lips closer.
Ah, the mucous membrane of the glans and lips came into contact.
… Kiss, hehe… I kissed♡.
Jjonok─♡
The sound of a sloppy kiss, as if lips met lips, rings in my ears.
Now that your lips have become an object not much different from your pussy, just as it is natural for your dick and pussy to rub against each other, wouldn’t it be so different for my lips and dick to be kissing?
If you think about it that way, this is also a kiss… I thought it was not much different from kissing.
More… There was something I could tell when I placed my lips on the glans so close.
Exciting… The taste of a penis that is pounding and pulsating strongly.
The size of the glans, enlarged compared to the kissing lips, is overwhelming… Just by kissing like this, it conveys a sense of security to the female inside.
The taste of a sponge full of salt.
I rolled it with my tongue as if I wanted it and carefully guided it to open its mouth.
Jjureut─♥
Kiss one more time, this time with a more loving heart, with feelings of reverence for your master, kiss your lips as if you were serving, as if you were serving, as if you were loving.
The sensation of that sponge, coupled with lips that have become more sensitive, delivers a thrilling pleasure to my mind.
It’s already starting to feel like I’m going to have an orgasm just from that alone.
Once, twice, three times.
Self that kisses lips as if making love with lover.
Every time that happens, my inner feelings shake… The tingling feeling that gently caresses my whole body is becoming unbearable.
More deeply, more lasciviously.
At first it was a light, exploratory kiss, but now it’s more intense… With a more lewd form of kissing.
The careful kiss that only touched the surface disappears, revealing the appearance of a bitch who has taken off her top.
The foreskin is so wet and clearly covered with sticky cum.
The lips cover the space as if indulging.
At first, at first, the terrible taste and miserable fishy texture made me shudder,
That… Reason is paralyzed by the maddening pleasure brought on by terrible sensations, and common sense is lacking.
A thrilling pleasure that runs through your whole body.
The salty, fishy taste transforms into an incomprehensible pleasure that pierces the uterus like an awl, making you dizzy.
A thrilling pleasure, as if the uterus was being stabbed directly.
It’s soggy and fishy… The unbearable taste is replaced in the mind with an irresistible sense of pleasure.
A vicious, oversized dick slowly digging into the oral mucosa and inside the mouth.
The sensation of a kiss that was too extreme to be called a deep kiss made my head dizzy.
The taste of a male that fills your mouth.
Five senses that were already beyond the realm of incomprehensibility were floating around in my mind.
A strange and creepy feeling… I can’t bear it anymore and stop moving.
A little hesitation.
Anxiety was stopping my body, along with an intuition that if I moved any further, I would experience an absurd experience due to a thrilling pleasure that I could not understand.
Flinch♡
Only the intermittent vibration of the entire body was tantalizingly stimulating the cock that was barely inside the mouth.
However, I was already doing my best to endure the unfamiliar body reaction I felt for the first time with just that, and it was my limit.
Funny enough, I couldn’t resist just holding it in my mouth, and it was like a faucet with a screw off… It was overflowing.
The feeling of my mouth becoming a pussy was more dizzying than I could imagine, and was an incomprehensible experience.
An experience where a place that is not an erogenous zone becomes an erogenous zone.
Stimulation outside common sense that I cannot normally do is still too difficult for me to accept, so it is irritating…
I can’t do this or that, just stay still… All I could do was vibrate my body.
Just this… What I am doing now is not masturbation just to satisfy myself, but a sexual act for the slave to serve his master.
From the beginning, I had completely forgotten that the subject of the action was not me, but the master.
There is no reason to be satisfied with my movement, which has stopped, with my body vibrating tantalizingly.
I guess I decided that it was too much to expect more from me, who was shaking like a broken toy, so I started moving.
A herbivore, suddenly discovering a predator in the crowd, moves carefully, very cautiously.
However, the movements of herbivores that must be careful of predators and predators that only eat herbivores are different.
Is there any reason to move cautiously?
There is no reason to be considerate.
Just like the relationship between a master and a slave, consideration and kindness lose their value in a clearly existing superior-subordinate relationship.
A clear hierarchical relationship based on an absolute vertical relationship rather than an equal relationship.
I don’t feel the value of paying attention to every pervert who has become my slave.
There is no way you can be satisfied with just doing what you feel like, a moderately good feeling, but lukewarm movement.
Just, how far can this cute and lustful slave go? I was just watching out of curiosity to see how far I could go.
However, looking at the way he was vibrating and unable to do anything in place from earlier, it seems that the limit is only 3 centimeters, or the extent to which he can stay at the corner of his mouth.
That level of reaction can be seen in the non-stop flow of love juice and in her body trembling like an aspen tree.
Probably this much… Could this be seen as the limit of stimulation she can accept now?
He can’t even imagine what it feels like, but… I can roughly tell that he is not in his right mind.
Overnight, my mouth became no different from a vagina, so it would be strange not to feel strange about the difference.
Even though he was trying to control himself, his body was a little out of control.
It hasn’t completely turned into a beast, just slightly… It was because she was stronger, but he knew very well that an ordinary female would go crazy just because of this difference.
A lady who looked chaste, a knight commander who was cool-headed and thoroughly distinguished between public and private affairs, a seductive young lady who went around flirting, and a succubus queen who was said to have made countless men kneel at her feet, were all insignificant in front of their belongings. He knows very well the truth that he is just a female.
For a female who has just graduated from being a virgin, this item is nothing less than a prescription.
I don’t understand the spirit behind it, but the remodeling that was no different from self-destruction, and what happened just a moment ago… Remodeling of the throat.
In other words, just having it shoved in front of my eyes made me feel dizzy, so I guess I could say I was lucky that I didn’t faint.
When I saw her knees shaking as if she was trembling, it seemed like there was nothing that could stimulate her more than anything, either in her body or in her mind.
Look, even now I’ve completely forgotten how to breathe… The sight of her desperately shaking her neck.
Her brain was already soaked in pleasure, and it seemed like she had forgotten how to think.
Beyond this, not moving your tongue is an act of self-defense based on instinct.
You probably know that you can no longer accept stimulation of pleasure into your body.
However, that fact was not a reason for him to tolerate her situation.
There is no reason for a master to be considerate of a slave.
The master only treats the slave as he pleases, and the slave flatters and serves the master.
Isn’t it obvious common sense?
There is no need to be considerate, and there is no reason to forgive.
Isn’t this all something you started because you wanted to?
I signed it myself and swore with my own mouth.
Why should he be satisfied and endure this tantalizing and clumsy stimulation?
That’s why he didn’t hesitate at all.
If this ruins me, that’s my fate.
… If you mess up too much, you might get a scolding from the Ministry of Justice’s Slave Registration Review Department, but… Well, honestly, desire took precedence.
I couldn’t bear to stop with it lightly hanging over my mouth hole.
I didn’t even want to put up with it.
I am a slave for that purpose, so why should I endure it?
He mercilessly shoved the monster-like cock into her mouth.
She uses her long hair, which is her pride, as her handle, and grabs it with both hands and pulls it.
The sticky pressure and the feeling of spreading the mucous membrane and entering, as if penetrating a virgin’s pussy flesh, are very satisfying.
I really liked the tight tightness, the sticky feel of the lubricating fluid, and the appropriate warmth that warmed my dick.
Her own desperate resistance also provided just the right stimulation, and she stroked his vagina comfortably.
With just the right amount of tightening, the stimulation makes him more anxious and speeds up even more.
Without the slightest hesitation, I pulled her face towards the tantalizing inside of her mouth.
The gentle stimulation of her lips pushing in moistly stimulated the corpus cavernosum, and it felt good.
Mouth tightening.
The stimulation that sticks like sticky jelly and tightens the glans makes him even more excited.
With that feeling, the penis gets bigger.
Perhaps it becomes bigger from there, but its thickness and length sharply pierce the inside of her mouth.
Only then did he show a sinister smile, as if he was a little satisfied.
Whether she gets ruined or not, she doesn’t care at all, she just wants a relationship to satisfy herself.
It seems like it’s common sense… The discharge of her one-sided sexual desire was directed at her.
