"Yay..."
Eriri stared blankly at Kaho, who was squatting like a crab, legs spread, showing a forced smile that was worse than a cry, while making a V-sign next to her cheek.
First came shock and astonishment.
The Student Council President!? The future heir of the Enjouji family!? Kaho Enjouji!?
Then came confusion... Why is it her?
Money? Impossible! Although the price of a part-time model at one million yen a month was indeed high, and she couldn't earn that much money from a month of drawing doujinshi, and this was only for weekend part-time work... that money might truly be enough to hire a model willing to pose humiliatingly. But... that's the Enjouji heiress! She certainly wouldn't be interested in that small amount of money. The plots in her doujinshi about rich girls being threatened by beggars were impossible in reality. If she were truly being threatened, the Enjouji family had a hundred ways to make someone disappear.
So there is only one truth!
She has this fetish herself!
A surge of pleasure rushed through Eriri. I can't believe the ill-tempered Enjouji heiress at school has this kind of fetish... I never thought such a doujinshi-esque plot would appear in the real world. Although Kaho hadn't done anything truly wicked or bullied other students, many people disliked her due to her personality, and Eriri was one of those who couldn't stand her.
And... why are her breasts so big!? This was one of the things about Kaho that Eriri disliked the most! They're even bigger than that Utaha Kasumigaoka!
"Can... can I give her any command I want?"
Eriri looked at Mashiro with anticipation. Mashiro glanced at Rin Ito, and only after Rin Ito nodded did Mashiro look back at Eriri.
"No problem!"
With Rin Ito's and Mashiro's consent, Eriri's gaze fell upon Kaho, who was squatting with her legs spread... In just a moment, she seemed to have gotten wetter than before, and... white milk was dripping onto her stomach.
Eriri swallowed nervously, then tentatively spoke.
"Ju-Just masturbate on the sofa."
Kaho gave Rin Ito a pleading look, but it was useless. Kaho sniffed, then sat on the sofa as Eriri instructed, one hand on her chest and the other squeezed between her legs.
"Spread... spread your legs!"
Although Eriri was nervous, the pleasure in her eyes was completely unconcealable. A whimper involuntarily escaped Kaho's lips, but she still obeyed Eriri's command, spreading her legs and squirting water from both her upper and lower body.
In a party, if everyone is naked except for one person, the one who is fully clothed is the awkward one. The reverse is also true. Since everyone in the living room except Kaho was clothed, Kaho was the one feeling embarrassed and shameful, especially since she was performing indecent acts. That made it even more humiliating.
However... masturbating and lactating under her Master's command, in front of someone she disliked, and having it drawn by her... Kaho still found it incredibly stimulating, almost squirting milk onto Eriri's face.
"That's right, just like that... Harder! Squirt it out!"
Eriri became increasingly excited as she drew. While she drew, her tightly pressed legs involuntarily rubbed together, and she kept asking Kaho to strike all kinds of indecent poses.
"Aah!!!!"
Eriri only snapped back to reality after drawing for a long time, reaching her climax as her tightly clamped legs instinctively squeezed together... I actually came just by watching Kaho's indecent display and rubbing my legs together.
The only thing Eriri was thankful for was that she was wearing a tracksuit today, and the stimulation from leg rubbing wasn't too intense, so it probably hadn't soaked through her sweatpants.
But... I need to go to the restroom and wipe up first.
"Mash..."
Eriri was about to look to her side to ask Mashiro where the restroom was, but she looked around and only saw Mashiro's and Rin Ito's computer screens displaying half-finished ero images. They were nowhere to be found.
Not just Mashiro, but Rin Ito, Nanami, and Hinata had also disappeared. The only indecent figure in Eriri's line of sight was Kaho.
"Mmm?~~~"
Suddenly, an ambiguous sound came from behind her. Eriri instinctively turned around.
She saw the figures of the others, but her open mouth couldn't form a word.
"...?"
The layout of Rin Ito's living room had three couches surrounding a coffee table. Eriri had been sitting on the carpet drawing, facing Kaho on the couch.
Behind Eriri, Mashiro, Rin Ito, Nanami, and Hinata were all pressed together.
Rin Ito was now as naked as Kaho. Mashiro was lifted into his arms, like a child being held to pee, with her legs propped up. Mashiro's shirt, which she was using as a dress, was rolled up to her waist, and the soft flesh on her chest, which could be held in one hand, was exposed to the air.
Hinata and Nanami were still fully clothed, but their positions were...
Hinata was crouched in front of the two, her head buried low. Nanami was on the side, deep-kissing Rin Ito while one hand gently kneaded Mashiro's chest, and the other covered Mashiro's mouth. Mashiro's slick saliva leaked between Nanami's fingers. Mashiro was holding her phone, seemingly filming Hinata, whose head was buried between her and Rin Ito. The four figures seemed to be merged into one.
Although the critical area was blocked by Hinata's head, looking at Rin Ito and Mashiro's state, Eriri could imagine what the two were doing, and what Hinata was doing.
"Ma... Mashiro?"
It took a while for Eriri to regain her senses and speak tremblingly.
Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-What the hell is this!!! Eriri screamed internally.
Since Eriri had been spotted, Rin Ito let go of his constraints. Nanami also released her hand from Mashiro's lips. Instantly, the seductive sounds of the usually expressionless, aloof girl from school reached Eriri's ears.
"This... Mmm?~ This is source material research?~~~"
"That's right, this is source material research," Rin Ito said seriously, signaling Nanami to let go of him. Nanami didn't have time to suck in the slick saliva at the corner of her mouth before she buried her face in the soft flesh of Mashiro's chest.
It wasn't that Nanami was eager to taste Mashiro's softness... the shame-faced Nanami, whose ears were burning, simply wanted something to cover her face. The last time she partied with Hinata and Megumi Jinno, she and Mashiro were only watching from the side and were already extremely embarrassed. Now, being an active participant... made Nanami even more shy. Hinata had taken the spot where she and Mashiro usually had their small parties, so now she could only bury her face in Mashiro's chest as a form of self-deception.
Eriri's lips twitched in front of the four people... What the hell is this, source material research!?
I'm also a doujinshi artist, and I've never heard of doujinshi artists researching source material like this!!!