Yuuna is a Dess-up Doll? A Girl"s Hair, a Girl"s Clothes!
Today Yuuna keeps fidgeting during her cla.s.ses. She promised to go to Mary"s house this afternoon after meeting with Natsumi and Mary this morning, but from the moment she smelled Mary"s feminine scent, her crotch hasn"t calmed down at all. Yuuna was able to survive during the first three cla.s.ses for the day, only reaching her limit when the fourth cla.s.s came along. The fourth cla.s.s today was a physical education cla.s.s. Surrounded by the thick stench of women while getting changed, Yuuna"s endurance was quickly shaved away. For Yuuna, physical education cla.s.ses are a mix of pure heaven and pure h.e.l.l at the same time. The other girls in Yuuna cla.s.s, not knowing about the strange thing hanging from her body, get changed in front of her without giving it a second thought.
"Yuuna, lately you"ve been acting strange during PE cla.s.ses haven"t you?"
"Is, is that right?"
"Yeah. You keep acting restless, and you don"t move well while partic.i.p.ating in the cla.s.ses."
"I, I don"t think so… It"s just normal things…"
While trying to think of excuses, Yuuna replies vaguely. While doing so, Yuuna notices that Natsumi has already undone the top b.u.t.ton of her blouse and she can"t help but stare at the small valley of b.r.e.a.s.t.s being shown.
"Well~, maybe I was imagining it."
"Yeah, yeah, your imagination."
"Un, yeah, I guess so."
As Natsumi continued undoing b.u.t.tons and revealed more and more of her charming twin peaks, Yuuna heart began pounding until she finally managd to tear her eyes away.
"Natsumi, sorry, I need to go use the washroom."
"Yeah? Ahh, maybe it was you"re lunch… huh, Yuuna?"
Even as Natsumi spoke, Yuuna disappeared, running as she left the cla.s.sroom.
"Yuuna?"
Natsumi was left standing there on her own looking flabbergasted.
Having already changed her clothes, Yuuna is half running away from the room. Going up some stairs, she heads to the very end of a hall and then ducks into a room.
"Haa… haa… I made it…"
The reason for Yuuna"s heavy breathing isn"t fatigue. The place Yuuna has come is the girl"s toilet between the science cla.s.sroom and the music room, the toilet that sees the least users. Heading into the closest cubicle, Yuuna hurriedly snaps the door"s lock shut. Here she is completely hidden from the public"s gaze.
"Haa… haa… jeez, it"s already so hard it aches."
Yuuna"s c.o.c.k is so hard its painful, completely warped backwards so it sits against her belly. Despite being a girl, her c.o.c.k was more than fourteen centimetres when she last measured it and it"s girth is nothing to sneeze at either. The glans are even more flared than they used to be, and are an almost blackish red colour a and her shaft is now fully wrapped in thick worm-like veins along its whole length, a weapon that would make any normal woman scream.
"This… I want to touch it…"
The girl gulps loudly. Over the last two weeks, Yuuna has come to understand the pleasures of a man. She knows how intoxicatingly good it feels to touch her own c.o.c.k and she"s sure the instant she does, her consciousness will go flying. However, thus far, Yuuna has never e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed at school. Despite becoming a completely addicted masturbation junkie, she still resists the idea of actively masturbating at school. However, as her libido increases day by day, it is getting harder to resist the urge. Thinking that, she"d run here to the toilet as a practice run in case the urge did ever become too strong.
"Okay, well then… I should try it…"
Mumbling words to no one in particular, Yuuna mutters while touching the braclet at her right wrist.
"…s.h.i.+ny Emotional - Change Up - Pure."
These are the magical words that allow Yuuna to transform into s.h.i.+ny Angel. However, the last part is an addition that wasn"t taught by Mary but ordered by Dark Disaster, her enemy. In an instant light glows from within Yuuna"s skin, a s.h.i.+ny radiance, like bioluminescence, floats up from within her flesh. The next moment a girl with pink hair stands in the toilet cubicle. Hands and feet are clad in garments that match her pink coloured eyes and hair. She doesn"t have much in the way of a chest, but her shape isn"t bad. A beautiful girl from head to toe, Yuuna reaches down between her legs and timidly touches the area before letting out a sigh of relief.
"Alright! This is the normal Angel!"
As her words suggest, this is s.h.i.+ny Angel"s costume before it was modified by Dark Disaster. Her costume no longer emphasises her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, shows of her a.s.s obscenely and is only a pretty pink dress covered in frills. Obviously the crotch isn"t open and her dirty rod can"t be seen either.
"Like this I can go back to the old…"
When Yuuna had first heard about this from Dark Disaster she"d been doubtful that it would actually be the completely original costume. Along with the a.s.sortment of adult toys Dark Disaster had given her, Yuuna had been told that a new power had been added to her bracelet. The ability to return to s.h.i.+ny Angel"s original form. By adding the extra words at the end of her transformation spell, she can change into a new form. First hearing this, Yuuna had wondered what new perverted costume Dark Disaster would have her transform into, but the first thing the little girl had taught her was how to transform into her original s.h.i.+ny Angel form. According to Dark Disaster"s explanation this would even make the male package Yuuna had been given disappear as she took her original s.h.i.+ny Angel form.
"How did Mistress-sama add such a feature to the bracelet?"
With the p.e.n.i.s gone, Yuuna had expected the feeling it had been causing to disappear. The maddening urges to abate. Like this, she"d be able to supress the need to m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e while at school. However, Yuuna quickly realised how naive this line of reason had been. Even now, there was a huge stain appearing in her underwear.
"Huh?"
Having rolled up her skirt to check to see if the c.o.c.k was really gone, Yuuna notices that a huge sodden stain is spreading across the crotch of her underwear.
"Huh? What? But my c.o.c.k is gone…"
Yuuna is currently s.h.i.+ny Angel. Her sacred garments aren"t the perverted attire Dark Disaster made for her but the original costume Mary had given her. Of course there is no sign of the dirty proof of masculinity dangling from her crotch. At the same time, her male instincts have disappeared. The current Yuuna is entirely female. That"s why she can understand that the urge now boiling inside her body is entirely a woman"s desirous l.u.s.ts.
"Huh? What, what, why am I still so h.o.r.n.y?"
Yuuna"s underwear is quickly turning sodden and, as she lowers the underwear, the thick scent of a b.i.t.c.h in heat rises up from it. That"s when she understands. Even if she doesn"t have a man"s thing, she"s completely turned on by the scent of her cla.s.smates" body odours. As she notices this, her fingers are moving even before she consciously wants them to. With a wet sloppy sound, she inserts a finger into her slit. Then, as if a dam had suddenly burst, her honey pot begins overflowing in earnest.
"No… so much, is coming out…"
Yuuna despaired, even after changing her body back to a woman"s, she wasn;t able to get rid of her urges. However, at the same time, a new idea began flas.h.i.+ng to existence inside Yuuna"s brain.
"But…"
Sliding her finger out of herself, Yuuna then moved it slightly upwards and touched the portion that protruded from her p.u.s.s.y slightly.
"But…"
Moving her finger, she slowly peeled the little bud of flesh that sat there.
"But, even with a girl"s body like this, it can"t be helped…"
Since Yuuna had decided she couldn"t e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e at school masturbating as a man wasn"t alright, but masturbating as a girl, that would be fine wouldn"t it? Thinking this, Yuuna convinces herself as she slowly begins moving her finger.
"Ah, slowly… slowly… just do it slow…"
Trying to not be too eager, Yuuna slowly adds more pressure as she stimulates her c.l.i.toris. Thinking about it, it has been a long time since Yuuna has felt soley feminine pleasure.
"Ah, this feeling… after a long time.. .hng…"
Feeling weak in the knees, Yuuna quickly closed the toilet"s lid and sat down. Naturally the lid quickly becomes soiled by the liquid desire overflowing from Yuuna, but she doesn"t slow her finger. After becoming completely used to masturbating with a c.o.c.k over the last two weeks, touching her c.l.i.toris gives Yuuna a completely different pleasure from ejaculating. The pleasure of e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.n.g. is a sudden burning crescendo of release while the pleasure brought about by touching her c.l.i.toris is something that is slow and satisfying feeling that builds up. Until now Yuuna has never m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed like this, but after two weeks of playing with her c.o.c.k, she can"t resist the urge to play with her c.l.i.toris like this, letting the pleasure slowly build inside her.
"c.l.i.toris, this feels… really comfortable and nice."
Yuuna is surprised by how pleasant this secret place on her body feels. At the same time she regrets not bringing the toys Dark Disaster gave her to school. Among them there were things designed to please a woman along with the onahole. No doubt using them would feel even better, but she can"t help it now. While thinking that, Yuuna"s hand begins moving even fast, the girl enjoying some solo play while ignoring the fact that her skirt as s.h.i.+ny Angel is getting soaked in her perverted juices. Dark Disaster"s aim was to get Yuuna to drown in l.u.s.t and soil even her precious costume as a heroine of justice on her own, but Yuuna is too bust fingering herself to notice or care.
"Well… If I don"t have the toy, my finger, that works…"
Thinking this, Yuuna slides the index finger of her free hand along the crack of her a.s.s. Unlike toys, Yuuna is hesitant to use her own finger, but, just thinking about how it felt when she received rewards when she was taken on a walk by Dark Disaster, she ignores it and stabs her own finger deep into her a.n.u.s.
"Hgyaaaaaah… good, this feels…. Gooood ❤"
The wave of pleasure that comes from her a.n.u.s is more than the girl expects and Yuuna sits there trembling while her pink hair shakes.
"My a.n.u.s, my p.u.s.s.y, at the same time, they… feel really good…"
Talking to no one, Yuuna happily announces that her p.u.s.s.y and a.n.u.s being stirred at the same time feels good.
"I"m s.h.i.+ny Angel and… a.n.a.l play makes me feel good~ ❤"
The heroine of justice indules in masturbation with both holes while sitting in the toilet of a high school. Such an abnormal scene only adds to the current Yuuna"s arousal. Making her index finger into a hook, she roughly sc.r.a.ps her own intestinal walls while shaking her hand above her c.l.i.t, her body filling with aroused pleasure. Like this, Yuuna is becoming useless. A pathetic female dog, a total b.i.t.c.h that has chosen the life of becoming Dark Disaster"s pet over following her mission as s.h.i.+ny Angel after making a contract with Mary.
"Haah… haah… Mary, I"m sorry."
While apologizing with her upper mouth, Yuuna"s lower mouth overflows with obscene drool that smears over her sacred gear. At her chest, a pair of small light pink protrusions is standing out and, even in this half-dressed state, Yuuna can"t stop masturbating. Yuuna is a completely perverted b.i.t.c.h wagging her tail for Dark Disaster while ignoring Mary. Like this, a ruinous idea forms in the b.i.t.c.h"s mind.
"Haa, haa, haa…"
If she was thinking straight, Yuuna would probably hesitate, but, as she keeps furiously masturbating, her hands don"t stop and neither does what she thought of. Without slowing, she opens the toilet door in front of her and steps outside of the cubicle. Yuuna"s chest is still bared to the air and her underpants are still half pulled down. Even though this isn"t lunchtime and this is an unpopular bathroom, there is no guarantee that someone won"t walk in any moment. However, Yuuna doesn"t slow and she continues, heading out into the school"s corridor. Quickly she heads from the bathroom she was in into the adjoining bathroom.
"Hah, haha… good. No one saw me… haha."
Giving a strange laugh, Yuuna feels a sense of relief fill her thudding chest. Yuuna is becoming excited by choosing to do risky things that could destroy her life socially. Doing this sort of thing for a thrill isn"t usual, but it isn"t exactly unusual either. However, Yuuna"s next act is rather bizarre even for a woman driven by l.u.s.t. Yuuna who has entered the male bathroom suddenly drops on all fours and crawls across the floor before stopping, moving the hem of her skirt out of the way and then lifting one of her legs. Next to her feet is a j.a.panese style toilet set into the floor. Looking at this toilet, Yuuna begins urinating as if it is the most normal thing in the world. She is re-enacting the dog urination scene Dark Disaster made her do the other day.
"Hyaaaa… my pee, it"s coming out…"
During the quiet of the afternoon, the sound of water heavily drilling into a toilet echoes around the boy"s bathroom. A line of yellow p.i.s.s drawing a beautiful arch in the air from the girl"s crotch to the toilet bowl as Yuuna urinates. In her mind Yuuna is remembering the scene in front of the burger shop when she was seen urinating by Takuya.
This is the current s.h.i.+ny Angel. The costume she is wearing isn"t the perverse one Dark Disaster gave her but the original sacred gear that Mary had given her. There isn"t a symbol of masculine depravity dangling from her body and there isn"t the urges or libido that comes from it filling her body. This is Yuuna, her normal self. Right now Dark Disaster isn"t here. However, Yuuna is completely enjoying the pleasure of being a b.i.t.c.h despite not being ordered to. A magical girl chosen by the princess of a fallen world, she makes an entranced face, enjoying the sensation of p.i.s.sing while wearing her heroine costume. This is her as Sumeragi Yuuna. When the urination finally ends, Yuuna collapses on the spot, unable to hold herself up, her p.u.s.s.y spasming. After a while Yuuna"s head finally cools back down and she gets up and returns to her cla.s.sroom. The physical education cla.s.s is already over and even though Yuuna wanted to try and have lunch with Natsumi and Mary, it seems the next cla.s.s is already starting. Yuuna has been incredibly lucky. Normally she has lunch with Natsumi and Mary, but today they didn"t come to find her after the last cla.s.s. If they had, they would have found Yuuna engaged in masturbation of her idiotic obscene urination play. Like this, today"s cla.s.ses come to an end.
Mary"s home is on the opposite side of the station from Yuuna"s home. About five minutes" walk from the station, there is a high-rise apartment block. Using the setting that she is an international exchange student from a notable family, Mary lives here alone. If someone thought about it normally the idea of a French foreign exchange student from an important family living alone in a high-rise apartment block would be strange. The high-rise apartment was owned by a man with a j.a.panese surname. Yet, despite all this, no one questions it and everything legally required is above board. Even the family registration has no problems. This is thanks to magic.
Of course neither Yuuna nor Natsumi cared about this setting, they have already visited Mary"s apartment many time and are already blasé about it. As Yuuna enters Mary"s apartment a sweet heavenly fragrance slaps Yuuna and fills her nose making her crotch tingle, but despite feeling she might o.r.g.a.s.m any second, she focuses on why she"s here, to play around with various hairstyles. From here Mary brings out many things such as wigs and the blonde haired girl begins playing with the black hair of Natsumi and Yuuna, the close proximity exciting Yuuna which goes unnoticed by the other girls who are too absorbed in their game.
"Yeah~, tell me, am I bea~uti~ful now?
"Yeah, yeah, Natsumi is always beautiful."
"Yuuna, I don"t feel you put your heart into that, come on~."
"You two are very beautiful."
Mary looks blissfully happy as she plays with Yuuna and Natsumi"s hair as much as she wants to. After finis.h.i.+ng with their hair, Mary takes out some cookies and begins happily munching on one.
"Anyway, after that disgusting thing during lunch, at least today finished with a lot of fun."
"You"re right~, that was really crazy wasn"t it."
"Yeah, I already erased it, yuck."
"At lunch?"
Not knowing what the two are talking about, Yuuna tilts her head while regarding them. While Yuuna is like this, the two girls turn their heads to look at her.
"Yuuna, you didn"t see the smartphone update?"
"Smartphone update? Did something get sent?"
Yuuna has no idea what they"re talking about. At their private high school there is a program they are required to install on their smartphones which is used to provide lesson information, downloads of handouts and even lets them upload their homework.
"No, ugh, it was really creepy. There was a prank email uploaded."
"A prank?"
"It wasn"t a prank, it was a virus or something, completely disgusting filthy garbage."
The normally elegant and refined Mary says something with unusual vehemence. This language is so unusual for Mary that Yuuna is surprised. Wondering what the fuss is about, Yuuna takes out her smartphone, taps on the screen and freezes with fear when she sees the message.
"There, this news piece. Some b.a.s.t.a.r.d sent it around the school. It"s a cyber-attack. A cyber-attack~!"
Now that Yuuna has a look, she can see that there is a message in the school"s update feed. It doesn"t have a t.i.tle, but there is a url you can click. Mary says it"s disgusting filth once again while looking away, but Yuuna, curious, taps the url. The next moment Yuuna"s eyes go wide with shock as she speechlessly looks at her smartphone"s screen. At first it looks like an underground blog with the t.i.tle "b.i.t.c.h High School Girl Y"s Training Journal". Apparently it chronicles Y"s obscene pet training and perverted play in the form of a daily journal.
"Yeah, like Mary said, it"s really disgusting filth~. Check it out, it must be someone who"s a transs.e.xual right?"
"You shouldn"t look at it too much Yuuna. Your eyes might rot out looking at such garbage."
Natsumi says it must be a transs.e.xual while Mary warns that looking will rot away your eyes, both not realising the true ident.i.ty of the female dog high school girl b.i.t.c.h Y. Despite the mosaic, Yuuna instantly knows it"s herself. The backgrounds have been skilfully altered and things that would identify the person in the picture have mosaics over them, but there"s no way another girl with a c.o.c.k on her crotch who spends all her time jerking off could exist in her high school. Also, the text written in the training diary is the exact same content that Yuuna wrote in the "Sumeragi Yuuna"s c.o.c.k Observation Diary" after being ordered to by Dark Disaster.
(My diary has been seen by everyone? Everyone at school has seen my c.o.c.k, even Mary and Natsumi…)
"Jeez, not only that, even if this person is a transvest.i.te, don"t you think this is crazy. Like this, this girl doesn"t even count as human does she!"
Natsumi says this as Yuuna scrolls down to see the first article on the blog, a piece t.i.tled "Going Crazy with a.n.a.l Masturbation while dressed as s.h.i.+ny Angel", a picture of a girl dressed like s.h.i.+ny Angel holding a leg up and p.i.s.sing while obviously fingering her own a.s.s directly under the t.i.tle, the woman dressed as s.h.i.+ny Angel obvious an insanely perverted s.l.u.t. Because the girl is half looking away, there isn"t even much of a mosaic in the picture. According to the description the b.i.t.c.h Y"s trainer, Angel-chan, took the picture. The pink hair and costume matches s.h.i.+ny Angel"s and what can be seen of the girls face, she has an ecstatic expression on her face while drooling with her eyes screwed shut. Looking at this picture, there is nothing resembling the normal innocent and chaste s.h.i.+ny Angel in it. At the same time Mary spits out a curse while rejecting the image.
"This is the absolute lowest. That woman is a disgusting grotesque piece of filth. Yuuna, let"s not look at it anymore."
"Yeah… you… you"re right."
Listening to Mary, Yuuna closes the application as prompted. Her expression is completely stiff like a mask. Inside her head echoes the words of the two other girls from a moment ago.
(Doesn"t even count as a human… That woman is a disgusting grotesque piece of filth… That"s me… me…)
Then, to shake off the weird incident, Natsumi says something silly and Mary gives a surprised reply. Like this, the strange atmosphere was dispelled and the girls began enjoying their after school antics again.
*Month XX Day XX, Monday, c.o.c.k Size 14.6cm
Today something serious happened. The observation diary I"ve been filling out every day, this very "Sumeragi Yuuna"s c.o.c.k Observation Diary", was seen by everyone at school.
Also, I couldn"t endure it anymore and I m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed at school. It wasn"t just masturbation either. I m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed using my girl spot while dressed as s.h.i.+ny Angel. No, it wasn"t only my girl spot. To be exact, I also used my a.n.u.s. I got off while masturbating in the bathroom dressed in the s.h.i.+ny Angel costume Mary gave me. Masturbating as a girl after so long was really pleasant and at the end I p.i.s.sed like a dog the way Mistress-sama taught me.
When Mary saw the picture of me making myself feel good, she said "That woman is a disgusting grotesque piece of filth". Natsumi also said "…doesn"t even count as human…". I"m really troubled. I don"t want the two to hate me. Before I headed home Mary took me aside and told me "Don"t worry about that crazy perverted fake s.h.i.+ny Angel, Yuuna isn"t her, she"s not a perverted woman like that," but I really am that perverted woman. The true ident.i.ty of the high school girl b.i.t.c.h Y is me, Sumeragi Yuuna.
But I don"t get it. When I think of Mary"s eyes when she said the girl in the picture was human garbage, my body keeps throbbing. After I got home, just remembering Mary"s eyes, I m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed again while transformed into s.h.i.+ny Angel. Wearing my original costume I put the pink rotor in my p.u.s.s.y and the a.n.a.l vibe up my a.n.u.s, it felt so good I pa.s.sed out while o.r.g.a.s.ming. I had to bite my sheets so my brother wouldn"t hear me screaming while I had a.n.a.l o.r.g.a.s.ms. Just imagining that the contents of my diary are already online and people are seeing pictures of me tormenting my holes is making my body boil. Just thinking that people are looking at my photos is making my c.o.c.k rock hard and my p.u.s.s.y juice up. Today I was too worried to take anything with me, but tomorrow I"m definitely taking toys with me to school.