There were no clocks in Yuuto's room anymore.
No calendar.
No sunlight.
Only her.
He didn't eat.
Didn't sleep.
Didn't need to.
Her holes—pussy, ass, mouth—were his reason to exist now.
And she never left.
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It started subtly.
First, he realized his name didn't show on his student portal.
Then his ID card stopped scanning.
Then… messages in his phone vanished. Threads empty. Contacts gone.
People didn't reply.
Didn't remember.
Even his own mother—when he called in a brief moment of clarity—asked:
"Who is this?"
---
She stood behind him that night. Naked. Glowing.
Her curves now larger. Her skin now warmer. Her eyes now human.
A perfect woman carved from lust, shaped by his seed.
"You gave me your name," she said softly, her voice like moaned honey. "Now… you're mine."
Yuuto trembled—but not with fear.
With need.
---
Her hand reached down, wrapping around his half-hard cock, stroking it slowly.
"You belong to my holes," she whispered. "Every time you cum, I eat more of you."
He gasped as his cock hardened fully in her grip, veins throbbing like it had a heartbeat of its own.
"You love it, don't you? Being forgotten. Being used. Being drained."
He nodded.
"Good boy."
---
She pushed him onto the bed, crawled over him with her fat tits jiggling, her dripping pussy soaking his stomach as she straddled his face.
"No more names."
She sat down on his mouth.
---
His tongue was her worship.
He licked her like a starving beast—slurping at her folds, teasing her twitching clit, drinking every drop of slick that spilled from her core.
Her moans grew louder—both in his ears and inside his mind.
"Yes—yes—eat your goddess—lick my soul-pussy—make me real with your tongue—!"
Her hips rolled, grinding her soaked slit into his face, soaking his cheeks, jaw, and lips with her sweet, addictive nectar.
"Cum for me with your tongue."
His body spasmed—and his cock came untouched.
It exploded in hot, pulsing spurts across his stomach, splattering his chest and dripping onto the sheets.
And she laughed.
---
"Perfect," she moaned. "You came just from eating me. That's what you are now. A seed-dispenser."
She slid down his body, smearing his own cum against his cock and guiding it into her waiting pussy.
SLRRRCH—!
Her folds wrapped around him, sucking him in instantly.
He moaned like a lost animal, lost in sensation.
"I'll ride you until nothing's left," she whispered. "Until your face is gone… just like mine once was."
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She bounced.
Hard.
Her thick ass smacked against his thighs, her pussy slurping loudly with every bounce.
PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
Yuuto gripped her hips, burying his cock deeper with each thrust. Her tits bounced violently, her head tilted back in ecstasy.
Her moans echoed from all directions now—walls, windows, inside his skull.
He didn't know what year it was.
Didn't remember his birthday.
But he remembered the way her pussy milked him.
The way she clenched on his cock like a mouth.
The way her cervix kissed the tip of his shaft with each thrust.
---
"Gonna… cum again…"
She leaned down, her voice a low growl.
"Yes. Cum. Disappear."
---
He came.
Hard.
Hot jets of cum flooded her womb—pulse after pulse, his mind going white.
With every spurt, something was pulled out.
His memories.
His face.
His identity.
She glowed brighter. Her moans louder. Her body tighter.
And Yuuto—no longer Yuuto—felt himself fade.
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The next day, no one remembered him.
There was no record of him in the school database.
His apartment was listed as unoccupied.
His neighbors swore they'd never seen anyone live there.
And in the room—dark, damp, soaked in the smell of sex—he lay naked on the floor.
Still breathing.
Still hard.
Still hers.
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She sat beside him, now fully woman.
No longer faceless.
Her eyes glowed. Her lips curled in a smile. Her womb twitched.
And she whispered:
"One more load, my love… and you'll be mine forever."