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"You seem to be in a good mood, don't you? Is it because the summer camp is soon?"
One night, with the summer camp approaching, I was on the bed after our encounter, intently reading the physical examination file with a naked Honne by my side. Just a single caress of Honne's hot, damp, sweaty skin was enough to reignite my lust from the afterglow of our recent intimacy. As I gazed at a photo of Houki, blushing and spreading her pussy, on the opened page, I hummed a tune, reveling in the sense of superiority that I was so close to devouring this woman, when Honne pointed something out.
"Ah, I'm looking forward to the summer camp. Being at the beach in swimsuits with everyone... we'll do lots of 'fun things'."
"Yeah, let's have fun together, okay?"
My previous summer camp experiences in the old world were nothing but terrible. But this time, it's a summer camp at a girls' high school with "all the female students being favorably disposed towards me" plus "sexual acts being freely allowed." Even though I had just made love and released my essence, my lewd fantasies grew about what I would do, being the only man among girls in swimsuits.
"Speaking of which, we need to go buy swimsuits too. The school swimsuits are a bit bland."
(Going to buy swimsuits, huh... Maybe it's time to extend my reach outside the academy.)
Come to think of it, until now, because the level of women at IS Academy was extremely high, I had never ventured outside the academy, intent on devouring the academy's women first. But I had already violated and brainwashed most of the women in this academy, turning them into my own. It was probably about time to make a move.
(Alright, while I'm out shopping, maybe I'll pick up and violate some women outside.)
And so, I decided to spend my next day off shopping.
(With the "women will like me" alteration, what kind of superiority will I feel walking through town?)
Just thinking about walking through town, my penis automatically hardened, and desire ignited. My grip on Honne tightened, my palms digging into her soft skin.
(It looks like I'll be staying up late tonight.)
Carrying an unyielding lust due to the alteration, I once again rubbed mucosa against mucosa.
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On the long-awaited holiday, I was at the monorail station outside the academy, ready for a fun shopping trip.
"Hmm, a date, big sister feels so shy ♪"
"My lady, please don't get too excited and trouble your little brother, okay?"
And the two older sisters who had both my hands to themselves. Tatenashi, with a friendly smile, took my arm affectionately, and Utsuho, with a gentle smile, looked at us, intertwining her arm with my other arm. Thanks to their entwined arms and bodies pressing against me, a soft sensation traveled up both my arms. Since it was a rare outing today, Utsuho and Tatenashi, who were usually in different grades and didn't interact with me as often, were quite actively making physical contact, trying to be loved by me as much as possible. Both of them happily pressed their soft, prominent bodies against me. Honne, Kanzashi, Cecilia, Charlotte, Laura, and Rin, the usual members, watched the two happily clinging to me with warm smiles, though a little enviously. Being able to have an eight-person date with so many beautiful girls simultaneously was a happiness that would make men all over the world weep tears of blood. It was the best to have a variety of beautiful girls lined up and adore them.
(Ah... the sweet scent of girls emanates from their bodies... The fabric is sparse and thin, and I feel the soft sensation of big breasts, it's so comfortable~)
Along with the blissful sensation of fullness, my mood was elevated by the fact that I was being doted on by older sisters with large breasts.
"Since I'm always put on hold because we're in different grades and feel lonely, isn't it impossible to tell me not to get excited on a date?"
"W-well... that's true, but. I'm also happy to be out with my little brother, and my chest feels warm..."
Utsuho seemed to truly feel her joy upon verbalizing it, as she tightened her grip on my arm, pressing her body even closer. The sweet scent and soft sensation became even stronger. Despite being clung to in the intense heat, there was no annoyance in my heart whatsoever, and my body and mind rejoiced at Utsuho's endearing, shy appearance.
"Big sister is so cute~ ♪"
"Ho-Honne! Don't tease me!"
"Utsuho-san is cute."
"Even Kanzashi-sama!?"
Teased by her younger sisters, Utsuho flustered and panicked. Every time Utsuho squirmed, her breasts rubbed against my arm, feeling good. Everyone smiled warmly and chatted, watching Utsuho's cute figure with such a contrast.
"Honne's older sister is a cute person, isn't she?"
"Hehe ♪ Utsuho-san is also a girl in love, it seems."
"Ah... for so many women to desire his seed, as expected of Kiyono-sama... I must also dress up to be worthy of Kiyono-sama..."
"Then you should properly buy clothes and underwear other than your uniform. You have money, don't you?"
"That's right! Laura is cute, so she has to act like a girl! I'll help too, so let's buy a lot of things today!"
They say women love shopping and romance, and that's exactly right. Even without me saying anything, the girls were happily and cheerfully getting along. Charlotte even seemed eager to make Laura cute and was very energetic.
(Heh heh..., since I'm going to create a harem of cute girls that I've obediently brainwashed, I definitely want to create a close-knit harem that gets along well enough to even get lewd with each other, rather than being at odds.)
Enjoying the sight of the harem before me, which embodied a man's ideal, I inhaled the scent of Utsuho and Tatenashi, filling my nostrils, and savored it.
"Everyone, the train has arrived ♪"
"Hey, Masakun."
"Hm?"
"I'm looking forward to our date ♪"
As we were about to board the monorail at the station, Honne spoke to me, saying so with a happy, carefree smile.
"Ah, that's right."
I readily agreed, savoring this happiness, and boarded the train.
―――
"Excuse me~, please move closer~!"
"Hmm... it seems quite crowded today, doesn't it...?"
"Are everyone going to buy swimsuits too?"
We boarded the monorail, but one after another, many female students also got on from behind, and the car became crowded and packed.
(It's cramped, but I feel good being jostled by cute high school girls...!)
As it was the IS Academy station, naturally, only our cute female students were boarding. With lightly dressed beautiful girls, whose faces rivaled idols, pressing their bodies against me, the soft sensation of a woman was transmitted to my back and arms.
(Or rather, it feels like the girls are deliberately pressing their bodies against me... Reverse molestation... or rather, exhibitionism.)
The girls around me, due to the congestion, slipped into the gaps between me and Honne and the others, pressing their bodies, separated by only a thin layer of fabric, unreservedly against me. Thanks to the high school girls packed throughout the car, the air itself in the car felt sacred.
(Ah~, the sweet scent of girls fills the air. A packed train is the best when everyone except you is a beautiful girl~)
Both the scent and the sensation of bodies pressing against mine were pleasant, stimulating my lust. It felt as if my body was submerged in a sea of beautiful girls. However, I was carried away by the crowd and became slightly separated from Honne and Cecilia.
(Well, everyone's getting off at the same station anyway. There shouldn't be any problem.)
"Kyaan!"
As I was thinking that, perhaps pushed by the crowd, a beautiful girl with beautiful black hair was pushed out in front of me. Being kind, I embraced the girl. Was it shampoo? The scent of camellia tickled my nostrils.
"Ah, s-sorry...
Gasp, Kiyono!?"
"Oh? Houki?"
I thought I recognized the hairstyle and a sweet scent I had smelled before, and it turned out the girl I embraced was Houki. I only realized it when Houki looked up to apologize.
"K-Kiyono...! No, I'm fine now, so please let go!?"
"Ah, yes, yes."
The moment Houki realized it was me holding her, her face turned bright red, and she became flustered. To see Houki in her casual clothes, I released her once. Houki tried to pull away, but in the crowded train, she couldn't create distance between us. In the end, she could only move half a step away and peered at my face with reddened eyes. Her slightly upward gaze was cute.
(This is good, I've got a fun toy until we get off the train.)
Houki's reactions are cute when I tease or sexually harass her, so I can't help but want to humiliate her more than necessary. Plus, it's also a way to spite Ichika. Houki was wearing a thin, light blue frilled shirt with a navy cardigan as an accent on the collar, and her casual clothes were fresh and cute. Perhaps it didn't fit her excessively large breasts, as her large chest significantly pushed up her shirt, causing her décolletage to open and revealing a soft cleavage from above. Her dark red pleated skirt was short for her age, highlighting Houki's moderately toned yet smooth and beautiful legs.
(Once again, Houki really is a beautiful girl. Her casual clothes are cute, and the slightly erotic part around her chest is good.)
Her uniform, which I usually saw at school, was cute, but her casual clothes for going out were also charming. Cuteness and eroticism were in harmony.
"Houki's casual clothes are cute."
"Eh? Ah, thank you... I tried my best to study fashion..."
(She went out of her way to study fashion and try it out, so perhaps...)
Houki blushed and was embarrassed by my words. From her appearance and fashion, I somehow guessed Houki's actions today.
"Are you also going to buy summer clothes or swimsuits, Houki?"
"Ah, ah... um... Ichika invited me to go shopping..."
(As expected, it's a date with Ichika. Tch, what a good position to be in, dating a beautiful girl like Houki.)
As expected, the reason Houki went out of her way to dress up was for a date with Ichika. A feeling of anger, almost like jealousy, welled up in me at the fact that Ichika was being loved by a beautiful girl like Houki.
(Well, whatever. I'll steal Houki from Ichika in a little while anyway, and she'll become my woman... But still, it's annoying, so I'll take it out on him a bit later.)
"By the way, where is that Ichika?"
"Huh? This car is the 'Women and Kiyono-only car,' you know? Of course, he's in a different car than I am."
"Ah, that's right. This car is for me and women only."
"Yeah. If Ichika rode this car, it would be a huge mess."
Houki answered my question with a face that seemed to say, "What are you talking about?" It was obviously strange, but Houki's matter-of-fact attitude, without questioning it, almost made me laugh strangely. Originally, the monorail connecting to IS Academy had women-only cars to protect the students, who were globally valuable human resources. This time, since I was also going outside the academy, I had it altered so that I could also ride in the women-only car. Furthermore, I made it so that beautiful girls would preferentially ride in this car, avoiding the regular cars. Thanks to that, I was squeezed by high school girls, enveloped in the sweet scent of women, and felt good.
"The train on platform 1 will now depart. Please mind the closing doors..."
An announcement played from the speaker, and the monorail, which had been waiting for its departure time, slowly started moving from IS Academy, its starting station, towards the city. With a hiss, the automatic doors closed, and the monorail slowly began to move.
(It'll take about 5 minutes to get to the city... So until then, I'll enjoy 'fun things' with Houki while being jostled by the surrounding girls.)
Since I went to the trouble of using my alteration ability to create a car just for me and women, it wouldn't be fun to just ride. So, I added more interesting alterations to the car itself. I decided to enjoy myself with that. I set my sights on Houki's lewd chest swelling, which had been guiding my gaze for a while, and extended my hand to brazenly knead her chest over her shirt.
Squish ♥
"Mmm..."
(Ah~, my hand is sinking in...! So big and soft~)
"Mmmgh! ♥"
Houki's breasts, the largest in the entire school, changed shape in my hands with a squishy sensation. Her breasts were soft enough to swallow my entire palm, freely changing shape and giving me a blissful tactile sensation. Her smooth, soft breasts, which I could feel even through her shirt, were like giant marshmallows. I couldn't stop kneading her breasts. They were so soft that I unconsciously reached out my other hand and kneaded her breasts with both hands. Houki didn't make a fuss despite having her breasts suddenly kneaded on the train; she only let out sweet, lewd sighs from her mouth. Not a single passenger around us made a sound.
"Oh? Houki, you're breathing a bit heavily, are you okay?"
"Mmgh... N-no, I'm... fine...? Ah, ah, it's because the train is crowded, maybe... Mm~♥"
(No, it's because I'm kneading your breasts, right?)
Despite being brazenly groped and panting, Houki said nothing and allowed herself to be played with as I pleased. Such an unresisting Houki, being unilaterally harassed for my sexual gratification, was also erotically cute in her sense of superiority.
(Houki's breasts really do feel good~! I'll touch your whole body until we reach the station!)
Squish
"Mmgh!?" 146
When I kneaded Houki's breasts a little harder with both hands, she cried out with an even sweeter voice. My fingers sank into Houki's breasts.
(Kuu~! Groping is the best~!)
Indeed, when it comes to erotic acts on a train, it's groping. Since I could invade a car where only beautiful girls ride, I used my alteration ability to apply arbitrary rules to this train as well. "I'm allowed to ride in the women-only car," and "I can commit acts of groping on the train." Specifically, I can switch to "unresponsive mode" at will, where no one notices my groping or secret photography of women on the train. Currently in unresponsive mode, the other passengers, including Houki, accepted my groping as a matter of course. However, Houki's body was honest about the pleasure it was receiving. Because it was not the usual school, but inside a monorail with many people, I felt even more excited about my fun with Houki than usual. If it's this fun, perhaps I should have enjoyed myself outside the academy sooner. Well then.
(The groping test also worked without a hitch, so I'll continue to enjoy myself with Houki until we reach the station!)
I looked at Houki again. Her large, swollen chest, being kneaded by me, changed shape freely with her shirt, which was slightly wrinkled. Yet, the wrinkles, rather than looking unsightly, served to emphasize her large breasts, creating an inexpressible eroticism. The cleavage of her chest, which was already open due to her excessively large breasts, appeared even deeper because her clothes were disheveled.
(In a little while, I'll thrust my dick in there and have her do a titjob! Ah~ I'm looking forward to it.)
"What's wrong, Kiyono... Hmmph, does this outfit not suit me after all? Ah! ♥"
"No, it suits you incredibly well. I was just captivated by how cute you are. Oh, sorry for staring."
"You called me cute again... Uh, yeah. S-so... it suits me..."
"Didn't Ichika tell you? That it suits you?"
"Eh, ah, no... Ichika averted his face and didn't compliment me... So I was a little uneasy..."
Houki replied to my question with a slightly dark expression. It seemed Ichika hadn't told her she was cute.
(Well, he probably averted his face because Houki in casual clothes was too cute for him to even compliment. Ichika... He wasn't like that when he had a harem, but he's so pure now that I've guided him to Houki's exclusive route. What an idiot~)
Looking at Houki's adorable appearance now, it's hard to imagine that it doesn't suit her. So, I can mostly guess why Ichika didn't compliment her. Well, that's where the bullying comes in.
"...It's okay, Houki."
"Eh?"
I stopped kneading her breasts for a moment, placed my hand on Houki's downward-looking head, and caressed her beautiful hair as if combing it, smiling at her.
"Your outfit suits you perfectly, Houki. I guarantee it."
"K-Kiyono..."
(So easy~)
I gently patted her head, as if comforting her in her dejection. The effect would be doubled since my head-patting, which already has the power to charm and seduce women, had an opening to sweetly exploit her emotionally. Houki looked at me with happy, moist eyes.
(She's forcefully suppressing her feelings for Ichika, her childhood friend, but Houki's heart is already so deeply dyed with feelings for me that it wouldn't be strange for her to have fallen for me long ago. I'll endure a little longer and enjoy myself, waiting to see what happens to Houki's heart when I give her the final push.)
Still smiling, I gently stroked her head two or three more times. By the time I slowly took my hand away, Houki's mood had brightened.
"Hehe ♪ Thank you... I feel energetic now."
"You're welcome. ...It's okay. I'm sure Ichika was just shy because Houki was too cute."
"S-such... I'm not that cute..."
"No, you're incredibly cute... But Ichika's no good either. Houki is working so hard to dress up and try to get Ichika's attention, and he gets shy and says nothing. He should have manly said, 'You're incredibly cute.'"
"!! Th-that's right! It's Ichika's fault for not being manly! I get anxious if I don't hear it in words! Honestly... But Kiyono did say I was cute... Thank you... I was so happy..."
When I praised Houki to death, perhaps because she wasn't used to being complimented, she became shy, humble, and flustered. So, thinking it was the right time, I made a comment that put Ichika down, and Houki, who wanted to change the subject, immediately agreed and sympathized with me.
(That's right, to keep a woman's heart, you have to make her feel loved and submissive. In the previous world, he might have been popular even if he was oblivious to the other person's feelings, but in this world, that attitude of yours will only make you disliked.)
In my mind, I criticized Ichika, imagining his miserable figure probably shaking alone in the regular car right now. I wanted to tell him that while he was regretting alone not having the courage to compliment her, I had easily captured Houki's heart.
"That's right, Houki looks cuter when she's having fun."
"Having fun... huh, that's right. Since we're going out, I should enjoy myself."
Saying that, Houki gave a cute, natural shy smile. Houki's happy face was even cuter than before, and I couldn't help but be captivated.
(Ah~! Damn it! Houki's too cute after all! How could he have tied down such a cute childhood friend for so many years! I'm going to completely cuckold you right in front of your eyes soon, so be prepared to be a loser! Damn Ichika!)
Filled with the joy of soon being able to completely cuckold such a cute Houki, and the anger towards the harem jerk who had saved Houki's heart until now, I plunged my hand into Houki's mini-skirt.
Squish ♥
(Ah~! Her thighs and butt are plump and soft! The smooth feel of her shorts and the squishy softness of her butt flesh are a perfect match~!)
"Mmnh... mm, by the way, are you also going to buy a swimsuit, Kiyono? Ahn! ♥ The train is crowded because the summer camp is soon..."
Despite a man's hand entering her skirt, Houki, thanks to the alteration, didn't blame me and instead tried to talk to me to get my attention. I also enjoyed pleasant conversation while enjoying Houki's well-fleshed yet moderately toned and firm thighs and her butt wrapped in shorts.
"Yeah, I'm also on a shopping date with my close female friends. I would have liked to hang out with Houki too if you didn't have a prior engagement with Ichika."
"A d-date... T-then, next time, as friends, purely as friends, maybe we could go hang out together... um... h-how about it!?"
"I know, Ichika's the one you like, right?"
"Th-that's right... I... Ichika..."
"Oh? What's wrong?"
"...Nothing!"
I asked Houki if she preferred Ichika over me, partly to tease her, but Houki affirmed it with a slight stutter. The fact that she couldn't answer immediately probably meant that she herself didn't realize it, but her longing for me was considerable. Watching Houki's lovely figure steadily being dyed by me, I took out my phone and brazenly took pictures of the inside of Houki's skirt with the camera.
(Got a close-up of Houki's butt and a close-up of her crotch~. Maybe I'll set it as my phone's wallpaper and admire it every time I open my phone.)
As expected, Houki said nothing and just let me take pictures of her skirt. As I was thinking about what to do next, the monorail stopped at the station.
(What, we're already here? Well, I had enough fun.)
The doors opened, and a large group of female students gradually disembarked. It was a little disappointing that the soft bodies that had been pressing against me from all directions were gone, but I decided to get off as well.
"Well then, Houki, good luck on your date with Ichika."
"Ah, ah. It's thanks to Kiyono that I even got a date. Thank you!"
"Heh heh... you're welcome..."
Unaware of the dark anger towards Ichika in my heart, Houki thanked me and got off the monorail. I followed Houki off, reunited with everyone who had been separated by the congestion in the car, and headed towards the shopping mall.
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Invited by Ichika to go shopping, I also got help from Shizune, my roommate, and dressed up in unfamiliar stylish clothes, and, um... went on a date. I had been gradually approaching Ichika with Kiyono's help, and I was happy that it had borne fruit. That's why, for Kiyono's sake, I dressed up with the sole intention of not failing, trying to make myself look as good as possible. On the day of, when I met Ichika at the station, I was honestly quite anxious.
(Will he think I look strange... that it doesn't suit me?)
By nature, I'm bad at this kind of fashion. I spoke to Ichika with anxiety, but Ichika said nothing and averted his eyes from me. I didn't want excessive compliments, but as a woman, I still wanted him to tell me it suited me, that I was cute. Since I finally had a date with Ichika, I tried not to show it on my face, and as soon as the monorail stopped at the station, I rushed into the women-only car as if fleeing.
As I was jostled in the crowded train, I happened to meet Kiyono, who was in the same car. Kiyono didn't avert his face; he looked me in the eyes and told me I was cute. It didn't sound like flattery, and Kiyono had the power to convince me that he was complimenting me from the heart. Kiyono's words were ticklish and embarrassing, but I was so happy that I found myself smiling without realizing it. Kiyono told me that 'I look cuter when I'm having fun,' and I felt somewhat relieved, inadvertently confiding my dissatisfaction with Ichika to Kiyono.
By the time the monorail arrived at the station, I had completely recovered my spirits after talking to Kiyono. I parted ways with Kiyono at the station and tried to meet up with Ichika. But when I reunited with Ichika, who was shyly averting his gaze, I realized that it wasn't as fun as when I was with Kiyono.