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I, Who Became a Woman, Fell to the Bottom. 26

I, Who Became a Woman, Fell to the Bottom. 26

Chapter 26 – Package Opening_Subject Consent Form (4)

Courier opening_subject consent form (4)

Two different seals were placed on the printed documents.

The small and delicate oval-shaped petals, and the narrowly wrapped paths between them show that she is still an inexperienced girl. A small circle was thinly stamped on top of it, and even the shape of the clitoris was properly pressed and stamped.

The naked form, the female genitals were drawn very clearly.

Looking at the table tennis in this way is something new.

A woman’s secret part of herself that is different from what she sees in a mirror.

To think that a man’s stick could fit into that delicate part was just astonishing.

What comes to mind is that big stick of that day.

Even compared to mine when I was a man, there was a difference between an adult and a kid.

Its thickness and its great length…

To think that such a thing would fit into such a small and confined space… Admire the mystery of the human body.

That day, if things had progressed after that…

If I had moved on to the action that would have been next to the mouth…

I swallow saliva as I remember the situation that I didn’t know could have happened.

The fear of being destroyed and the curiosity about the pleasure it will bring blooms.

Looking back, I think it was a very regrettable moment.

A very clean, well-printed rubbing of my pussy, this perverted stamp, is uploaded to the Internet.

It’s more embarrassing than being photographed.

Such a filthy picture, the fact that each and every part of the flesh is properly portrayed encourages more shame.

On top of that, a kiss mark glistening with love juice.

Lip marks covered with lipstick soaked in pussy water…

I am amazed at how he came up with such a thing, his own creativity and perverted sense.

The texture of the lipstick, which was soggy with love juice, is vivid.

The smell of fishy bodily fluid permeates the tip of your nose.

The touch of the liquid glistening on her lips reminded her of an action she had just committed.

The smell of pussy from her mouth reminds me of a prostitute.

Look in the mirror

The flushed skin, the lips glistening with love juice, the pink swollen pubic flesh, and the obscene solid lines flowing down from the bottom. Exposing only the lower half of her body, she looked like an obscene prostitute selling herself.

Next to it, two brands stamped on the paper are visible.

Lip marks and pussy… Mark.

The pattern that is clearly reflected even through the mirror makes me feel as if I have committed something I shouldn’t have done, and I feel a sense of guilt mixed with the pleasure of having done something I shouldn’t have done.

Looking through the mirror, my flushed expression looked like a beast in heat.

I wanted to get into the futon and masturbate to the fullest, but it was already quite time.

If you masturbate in this state, you may be late.

Reason barely suppresses instinct.

In conclusion, report on the order.

[Hello.
It’s ‘Haeun’.
[M〈A〈D] Master, thank you for your order.
Please read the attached consent form carefully. We are aware that various side effects and changes may occur in the body afterwards, and we will follow all of them and accept the situation that will arise.

Accordingly, the signed and sealed contents of the consent form sent by [M〈A〈D] Are attached.
In addition, a video file and a separately signed consent form file are attached.
The whole time I was signing the consent form, I felt like I was doing something I shouldn’t have done, so my heart pounded all day. I look forward to seeing what orders you will give me in the future.

Mormot, ‘Haeun’ posted.]

One photo of the ‘subject consent form’ with the seal stamped on it, one ‘subject consent form’ with pussy marks and kiss marks, an audio file recording the contents of the consent form, and a video recording the process of signing the consent form…

Attach files one by one.

The recorded video was something I did myself, but it was so vulgar and lewd.

It was a different feeling when I saw the work I did myself as a video file.

The way she took out the lipstick and painted it vulgarly over her white and clean skin was a lewd pervert itself. There was no such thing as the pinkish flesh of her pussy, the endless stream of pink love juice, and the color-mad pervert.

The sweet groans that intermingled between them let us know that they were genuinely excited about this situation.

Even beyond the video, the smell of a female seemed to emanate.

At my own ugliness beyond imagination, I just looked at him with his face reddened.

My objective gaze was so different from what I had imagined.

A vulgar figure beyond imagination, a rubbing of her pussy that was eventually stamped onto the paper…

It was the look of a shallow bitch.

I don’t stop there, I pick up the soiled lipstick with my own and put it on my lips again…

The face was not exposed, only the lips were shown,

He must have had a very lewd expression…

I fall in love with more than I thought.

[Registration]

If you press this little button, anyone can see this look.

Even after coming this far, the thought of committing a crime made my fingertips tremble with tension.

It seems like you have already uploaded embarrassing photos or videos that would make it difficult for you to carry your face if someone sees them, but these moments were always difficult.

So far, who ‘Ha-eun’ has not been caught, but if they do, they worry about what will happen, anxiety, and anticipation of what will happen to them.

The moment that always ends is always hesitating because various emotions are mixed in the end.

And that kind of tension and anxiety is thrilling, so it feels good.

Exciting..

What needs to be done is set.

Upload the contents of the report with a tingling sensation.

After a few seconds of lag, a new report is uploaded to my SEPal, with a notification that registration is complete.

The phrase New marked in red stimulates the realization that it was really uploaded and irreversible shame.

With the shame of being caught like this and the sense of immorality of revealing this kind of me

Shut down the computer and get ready to go to work with a little bit of heat remaining.

A bright flared skirt like spring, a white white cut away shirt, and a plain, yet bright atmosphere that is common on the roadside.

I thought about whether to wear underwear or not, and finally decided to wear them.

If you take off your underwear every day, you may not be thrilled about not wearing underwear anytime soon. I decided not to wear underwear every day, thinking that if I did not wear it on a daily basis, the pleasure I would feel when exposed would be diminished.

Dark black, full of erotic black lace underwear.

A very contrasting black silhouette was revealed through the white shirt, making it look even more erotic.

I said I wear underwear, but I didn’t mean that I didn’t expose myself.

Maybe it’s more embarrassing than just not wearing underwear.

Dress up and dress up.

The silky feel of the silky lace panties, the fabric meshed with the soggy genitals.

After doing a lot of irrational things up until now, I haven’t washed at all, not even this much.

The dark female hair that emanated from the whole body, and the lipstick marks left in the pussy, the traces remained as they were.

Because this is going to be more exciting…

This strong female scent, maybe today will reveal my true nature.

Rather, I wish I could get caught up.

Thinking so, I head to the cafe.

I could feel the reverberation of the female pheromones near my lips.

It felt as if my lips had become a pussy, it would be ordinary lips to others, but I felt like others were exposing my private parts.

A secret, virtuous feeling. Excited about the secret act of secretly doing it.

On the black lace with pink traces, you can clearly feel the droplets of water dripping.

Open the door of the cafe, which is made of wood and has a somewhat antique atmosphere, and enters.

With my daughter- With my daughter-

The sound of the scenery welcoming guests, the cafe as usual, greeted brightly and entered the cafe.

“Hello!”

I thought I was doing it as usual, but it seemed to come out with a slightly higher tone than usual.

I feel like a sticky liquid is flowing down my lips, and I wipe my lips with my tongue. A fishy scent fills my mouth.

“Oh, Ha-eun is here, please change your clothes and serve my order.”

The store manager greeted me as usual, perhaps not noticing anything strange.

It was a little funny, so I laughed a little for some reason.

It seems that the blatant black underwear is not visible. Or is it knowing and pretending not to know.

With some regret, I post my work as usual.

Surprisingly, no one seemed to notice, despite the filthy smell coming from nearby.
Well, if you’re a normal person, you wouldn’t think that there would be people working in a cafe like this. At least to the point of feeling a little out of place?

Still, it may not have been effective, but today there are quite a few customers who blush when they see me. Are you aware of it instinctively?

While enjoying the subtle reactions of such guests, let them do business.

Today, the cafe was still thriving.

A sense of superiority that everything is the same as usual, but only I am different from usual.
The sense of shame and immorality of doing such a dirty job alone is mixed with appropriate seasoning to create a pleasant feeling.

Not much time left until work. The day’s work is coming to an end with a bit of regret and relief at the fact that nothing has happened. Someone has come

It was Min-sik, a colleague.

A sincere and gentle person. I didn’t have a specific point of contact, but in many ways, he was a senior at work that I could rely on.
Min-sik approached me as I was cleaning up after the dishes, etc., Due to the lack of customers.

“Haeun, you smell good today, have you changed your perfume?”

!!

A word that is not a big deal, that word stings me.

Smelled It’s a smell that I gave off openly, but my heart trembles because I feel like my collection has been pointed out like this.

“No, I don’t really wear perfume.”

I’m nervous and my words are hard.

“Okay? It’s strange, something smells really good…”

‘Oh no’

Good smell… I groan inwardly at the sudden surprise.

“Does it smell good?”

“Yeah, it smells good for my taste, so I asked if it was okay to try it too.”

Smell of taste…

At those words, it felt like my whole body had been exposed, so my heart was pounding.

“Hmm… So what does it smell like… “

Min-sik sniffs him and comes closer.
Close to the lips. It reminds me of the sloppy lipstick applied to my lips.
Feeling like your genitals are being observed by a close co-worker.
In embarrassment, he blushes and lowers his head.

Perhaps because I lowered my face, Min-sik fell in embarrassment.

“Oh, I’m sorry I was too close, I’m sorry, it smells nice so I stopped noticing.”

Good smell… He gets angry and his face turns red.
The feeling of being exposed to one’s harvest, the feeling thrills.
The atmosphere is difficult to bear, fortunately, Min-sik apologizes and leaves, as if I wasn’t the only one.

Let out a sigh of relief.

Her hair turned white, so I couldn’t find an excuse for her, but luckily it fell off first.
If I had stayed like this, I might have discovered what this smell was.

If so—- what would have happened…

Collect… You noticed…

She thought it would be harvested, but when it was pointed out directly, she became aware of the lewd smell she must have emanated today.

When she thinks that the other guests must have known about her obscene smell, her obscene excitement comes rushing in.

It was both shameful and exciting that someone else had taken on her lewd and secret collection.

I lick my dry lips with my tongue. Reminds me of the erogenous lipstick that I put on a long time ago, the feel…

The fishy female taste still lingered.

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

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

여자가 된 나는, 밑바닥 까지 타락한다.
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
I got into a car accident while working overtime.When she came to her senses, she was a woman.It doesn't even seem like the world I used to live in.A young lady (?) who has no family and no goals."I love feeling good♥"

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