Chapter 6: Invisibility 1
Standing before the mirror, I waved my hand, but beyond the smooth glass only the empty bathroom scene reflected transparently.
My hand was clearly touching my cheek, my foot stepping on the tiles, yet only visual information had vanished completely from the world.
“Truly… truly invisible.”
Only my voice echoed into the void. Even as I opened my mouth, swallowed, and moved my Adam’s apple, the mirror remained unchanged.
Yesterday’s Slow Time had frozen the world so I alone could move, but today’s Invisibility let the world keep moving while I existed like a ghost.
No oxygen shortage, no need to rush through the day. If this was the case, I could do far more heinous things than yesterday.
This time the conditions were different. With Slow Time, anything touching my body became invisible, but Invisibility left clothes and everything else unchanged.
“Tsk, no choice.”
I returned to the room completely naked. Wearing clothes would make only the garments float in the air, so to use this power to its fullest I had to stay in this perfect naked state.
The cold morning air kissed every inch of my skin with a fresh, unfamiliar sensation. Normally the shame would have made me tremble, but now I soaked in the superiority of being an invisible being.
I opened the front door and stepped outside.
In the hallway the woman from the next apartment stopped while throwing away trash and tied her hair.
I approached right in front of her and held my breath. Her eyes stared past me toward the wall behind.
Even as I got close enough to touch her cheek she continued humming without noticing.
“Heh…”
A lecherous smile curved my lips.
I called the company and made an excuse that my body wasn’t feeling well, then took the day off.
The supervisor’s irritated voice on the phone was nothing but amusing noise to me now.
For an invisible being like me, what meaning did commuting or work have?
Today this city would become my vast hunting ground and bedroom.
I stepped out onto the street in perfect naked state, not a single thread of clothing.
There was no stillness like yesterday when time had stopped, but the strange liberation of being the only one who had disappeared in the lively moving world was intoxicating.
Sunlight poured over my transparent skin and a pleasant breeze licked every corner of my body. Perfect freedom with no one watching. I headed first to the bustling area nearby.
“Oh my, the weather is really nice today!”
The group of female college students passing right beside me burst into laughter.
Walking naked right next to them, they giggled unaware of anything.
The fresh, thrilling sensation made my excitement grow little by little.
I walked right beside the woman among them with the most sensual figure.
My shoulder brushed her arm and my invisible hand wandered dangerously near her hips, yet she noticed nothing.
“Hmm, you smell good.”
I pressed my nose to her ear and took a deep breath. The rich scent of shampoo and skin mixed together stimulated my brain.
I boldly reached under the hem of her short tennis skirt and slipped my fingers inside.
“Eh? Aah!”
She jumped in place from the sudden touch and clutched her skirt. When her friends asked why, she shook her head with a blushing face.
“No, something… did a strong wind blow? It feels weird.”
I watched the scene from behind and smiled lecherously. Seeing her back in distress, I moved on to the large department store.
There was the place I had longed for—the women’s fitting room.
The security guard stood at the entrance, but to me the transparent being it was simply an open door.
I slipped inside silently while the staff was guiding a customer.
The enclosed fitting room corridor. Sounds of changing clothes came from behind the inner curtains. I stopped in front of the one with the most luxurious high heels.
Peeking through the curtain gap, I saw a woman of mature atmosphere wearing only underwear, looking at herself in the mirror—different from the women I had seen on the street earlier.
“Wow…”
An exclamation escaped me. Smooth back line with no extra flesh and the breasts rising proudly over the tightly fastened bra. Just as she was about to unhook the bra hook to change into new clothes, I slipped through the curtain and invaded the narrow space.
In the narrow fitting room her body heat and breathing came close to my transparent chest as if touching it directly. Her defenseless naked body entered the eyes of the invisible predator.
Just as she reached her arms back to unhook the bra, I pressed close behind her back.
Her soft body was sandwiched between the cold wall and my hot transparent chest.
“……?!?”
When she felt the foreign warmth and tried to turn her head, I quickly reached out with an invisible hand and strongly covered her mouth.
“Ugh! Uuh…!”
Her eyes filled with shock and looked at the mirror. In the mirror there was only her distorted face staring into the void, and not a single trace of the “someone” pinning her down.
The bizarre scene of her head being bent back and mouth covered by invisible force. She trembled all over in fear.
“Be quiet. If you make a sound, people from outside will come in. You’re not going out naked, are you?”
I pressed my lips close to her ear and whispered lowly. The moist voice coming from the invisible being pierced her eardrums, and a stream of tears of fear flowed from her eyes.
I maintained the hand covering her mouth while grabbing her plump breasts with the other hand blatantly.
“Haa… truly amazing.”
In the mirror an unidentified pressure appeared from the void and deeply squeezed her breast flesh, ruining the shape.
When the invisible fingers roughly flicked her nipple, her upper body arched like a bow and let out a silent scream.
Fear quickly began to turn into strange pleasure. Since the culprit couldn’t be seen, the senses became several times more sensitive.
I licked her earlobe and reached down.
“Kyaak! Ugh, ugh…!”
My invisible fingers invaded her thin panties and roughly dug into the wet crevice.
In the mirror she entrusted her body to the empty void, tormented by the invisible force, and writhed her thighs.
The sensation of being touched all over her body shamefully by an invisible being.
She was overwhelmed by shame, fear, and irresistible physical stimulation, and with unfocused eyes she looked at herself in the mirror and slowly broke down.
I buried my nose in her nape and indulged in the scent, trembling with the thrilling thrill given by this invisible domination.
“Ugh, uuuuh…!”
Her muffled cry from the mouth covered echoed dully in my palm.
Her skin, which had been pale with fear, bloomed red flower-like marks wherever my invisible hand touched.
I forcibly turned her head toward the mirror, making her clearly see how her body was being distorted by the empty void.
“Look well. Do you see who is touching your body? There’s no one, right? You’re going crazy alone right now.”
With a lecherous whisper I turned her body roughly and made her bend her upper body toward the large mirror in front of the fitting room.
With her hands on the heavy mahogany shelf and hips raised high, the bursting curves were explicitly revealed.
From behind. The posture was more perfect than anything for an invisible being to pounce from behind.
I tore her lace panties without mercy.
In the mirror the underwear that was fine was unrealistically torn apart by the invisible force.
“Haa… truly amazing.”
I rubbed my firmly erect thing against her wet crevice.
In the mirror her secret place opened in the empty void, and she shuddered from the sensation of something hot rubbing.
“Ah, no… please… ugh!”
Without time to resist I grabbed her huge hips firmly and thrust my hot pillar deep inside.
“Aaaaaak! Ugh!”
The heavy friction sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the narrow room.
In the mirror, despite no one behind her, her body was shown as if being pierced deep inside by a huge thing and being roughly shaken back and forth.
I used the advantage of invisibility without oxygen worries and moved my waist like a beast.
Every time there was a “thud, thud” sound her plump buttocks hit my pelvis and turned red.
“See? Do you feel what is rummaging inside you? How does it feel to be fucked by an invisible man!”
I bent her waist and hit deeper. Fear was now devoured by dense pleasure.
“Ah… ugh… please… uuuuh…”
She looked at herself in the mirror with unfocused eyes from the overwhelming weight and thrusting pleasure given by the invisible being.
In a situation where her body was being violated with no one there, and her moans were coming out from her mouth with no one there, her sanity was completely paralyzed.
“Thud, thud, thud, thud!!”
Her buttocks were pushed faster in rhythm from the void, and her breasts moved chaotically in non-linear fashion, completing the sensual appearance.
As she approached climax her tightness became more desperate.
And finally I enjoyed the throbbing of her hot inner walls and poured my traces into her deep place without restraint.