Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: This Isn't It...?
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This isn't it...?
I approached the table where the two of them sat, pretending I knew nothing.
As I took my seat, their faces came into full view.
Though they were in the same situation, their expressions were quite different.
If I had to compare Michelle to something, she looked like a feral beast. Unlike her usual languid demeanor, she was brimming with wild allure.
To put it harshly, she gave off the vibe of someone about to explode at any moment.
Sitting beside her, Charlotte trembled restlessly with hazy eyes, her body shivering uncontrollably.
She looked scared at first glance, but considering that towering thing that had risen beneath her... it also felt like a predator feigning weakness to stalk its prey.
It was a captivating sight I couldn't see through the screen, yet it stirred a strange feeling in me for some reason.
A bizarre sensation from some inexplicable source.
I tried to shake it off by sipping the coffee in front of me.
It had a rich aroma, with a nice balance of bitterness and subtle acidity—a decent brew. In fact, one of the biggest surprises since arriving here had been the food.
The game hadn't delved into it much, and whenever it did, the crude hand-drawn images were so off-putting they could ruin your appetite.
By contrast, the cookies, this coffee, and even the stuff I'd eaten inside the academy... what should I call it? Cafeteria food? School lunch? Anyway, it had all been pretty good.
...Feels like the conversation drifted off-topic.
I quenched my throat with the coffee and looked around instead of at the two of them.
There weren't many people around.
And it seemed no one had noticed their condition yet.
Or were they pretending not to notice?
That thought sent a slight chill through me.
From what Michelle had told me, becoming a futanari at this age was as natural as puberty hitting.
But... the cadets who'd gone through it, and Charlotte, seemed clueless about it.
'Is that even possible?'
It felt like forcing puzzle pieces that didn't fit.
Clatter!
Just as my thoughts were deepening, the table shook, and the utensils rattled.
...It might be best to address their condition first.
I leaned over the table and spoke in a soft voice meant only for them.
"Um... you two don't look so good."
Michelle and Charlotte nodded in unison, then locked eyes and awkwardly turned away.
They seemed to click so well together that I almost laughed—until the table jolted again.
I cleared my throat and quietly pointed toward the restroom I'd spotted earlier.
"...How about heading over there to sort it out?"
Truth be told, there wasn't anywhere else suitable. Considering dorm standards, it probably wasn't much different from what I'd imagined.
It might feel a bit conspicuous, but... it was the only option.
I couldn't just handle it with Undine right here at the table.
No matter how I thought about it, the restroom was a hundred times better.
I'd even tipped them off on how to deal with it, so it should be fine.
They nodded at my words and shuffled toward the restroom. Once I confirmed they'd gone inside, I took another sip of my coffee.
"Mm..."
Still delicious.
I wanted to ask what beans they used, but I held back, figuring I'd get an answer I wouldn't understand.
Even so, it tasted great, so I savored it leisurely while waiting for them to return.
But they didn't come out even after I got used to the coffee's aroma.
By then, I started getting worried.
I swallowed a silent sigh, stood up, and headed to the restroom.
...They both came this way, right?
With construction blocking the other direction, this was the only entrance.
A twinge of reluctance hit me at the thought of entering the women's restroom, but glancing down at the flab hanging over my waistband, I gripped the handle.
...If I'm wearing underwear, a restroom's no big deal.
Before anyone could stare, I turned the handle and stepped inside.
"Ugh..."
A familiar heat and smell— one I had no desire to get used to— tickled my nose.
Suppressing the urge to bolt, I locked the door behind me and ventured further in.
The layout matched my expectations perfectly.
"Hic... Ah, it won't come out..."
"Ngh..."
Voices from behind the closed stall door— the two of them.
Their mingled scents were messing with my head.
I knocked on the inner door first. Judging by the voice, Charlotte was probably inside.
Knock knock.
A startled flinch came from the other side. To avoid scaring her more, I spoke as calmly as possible.
"Um... I came because it was taking too long. You okay?"
Shortly after, the door creaked open.
If the heat I'd sensed earlier was indirect, this time it hit my face like a blast.
Beyond the open door, Charlotte panted with her lower half exposed.
Her eyes were slightly glazed, looking utterly exhausted.
And rising stiffly from her lower body was a thick, rigid pillar.
With her panties and skirt pulled down... it was fully on display.
Veins bulging along its length, the mushroom tip oozing sticky, transparent fluid.
Then came Charlotte's trembling voice.
"T-Teacher... It, it won't... come out... P-please... help..."
Her plea was desperate.
"Ah, um..."
As I spoke, the pillar twitched.
It jerked toward me like a living creature.
Unlike the fleeting glimpse at the infirmary... this felt entirely different.
Clear, viscous drops fell from the tiny slit— like it was drooling at the sight of me.
A primal sense of danger I'd never felt before made me step back.
Or try to— my body didn't move.
Instead, a soft, warm pressure pressed against my back, along with something hard digging into me.
"...Teacher."
A growling voice. Michelle's, of course.
Before I could respond, she shoved me into the stall.
"W-Wait— Ow!?"
Click! The door shut, trapping us in stifling heat. What threw me most off-guard...
Was Michelle sinking her teeth into the nape of my neck.
Her hard teeth grazed my soft skin, while her slightly rough tongue, hidden deep in her mouth, licked me like candy.
A weird pleasure bubbled up. Their scents blended like a cocktail, dizzying my mind.
"Mmm... Haah..."
While Michelle worked, Charlotte— eyes hazy as she stared at it— clung to my chest and bucked her hips.
"W-Wait, you two, calm down first..."
But my words fell on deaf ears; they hadn't reached climax yet.
If anything, they reacted to my voice, rubbing their twitching pillars against me.
The heat seared through my gym clothes, starkly vivid.
One ground against my ass crack and back, the other between my thighs.
Thanks to their perfect height difference, they didn't touch each other.
Only me... those hard, hot things slathering their slick trails all over me busily.
"Th-That..."
Charlotte's cute lips met the pale breasts revealed by my unzipped top.
She sniffed deeply, the air tickling my skin up my nose. Mimicking Michelle's nibbling, she stuck out her tongue and lapped at me.
Her kittenish licks felt bizarrely good.
...Worlds apart from that indirect handshake earlier.
I wanted out of this intrusion, but...
With my pathetic stamina, I stood no chance against their combined weight and strength.
Here I was, experiencing women licking me for the first time.
...And being crushed by hard, sticky pillars simultaneously.
What the hell was happening?
Meanwhile, the pressure on my nape intensified. Michelle's tongue explored more aggressively. Naturally, the grinding against my ass and back sped up.
Charlotte suckled my breast and jerked her hips, her pillar teasing my smooth skin between my thighs.
My underwear and gym pants offered some protection, but against those thick, rigid things... it was useless.
The unfamiliar lewd pleasure blurred my vision.
Heat piled up inside me layer by layer.
A strange sensation of shallow ecstasy accumulating bit by bit.
I didn't hate this situation.
Watching from the screen, I might've muttered, "Damn, sandwich position looks hot."
But experiencing it firsthand was utterly bewildering.
My body, gripped tightly by them, wouldn't obey me.
"I-I'm gonna... come, Teacher..."
Charlotte mumbled. Michelle kept gnawing and sucking my nape— bruises would form.
Soon after.
Vibrations hummed from my nape and chest.
Michelle and Charlotte shuddered violently in sync.
Gush! Gush!
Wet heat soaked my back and ass vividly. Nothing between my thighs, but the pillar's throbs transmitted through my crotch and legs plainly.
With each splat! splat!, a swallowing sensation rippled down my thighs.
My vision fogged like a thick mist.
The scent filling the tiny space choked me.
Just as they panted before me, I gasped for air too.
But.
The decisive stimulus never hit me.
It teased right up to the edge.
They climaxed together, spurting sticky fluid, and stopped.
Leaving me feverish-headed and frozen.
My whole body burned.
Dizzy.
Sandwiched between Michelle and Charlotte, catching my breath.
They snapped to their senses and started flailing in panic.
I bit my cheek to focus and told them.
"...Both of you, back to your seats."
"S-Sorry..."
"...My apologies."
I shooed out the flustered pair and summoned Undine to clean up the snowy white mess coating everything.
If I'd called her sooner, could I have stopped this?
...Who knows.
Even now, my body burned. The unspent heat clouded my judgment.
Do women pant like this from just that?
It bewildered me.
More than the fact they'd used my body to finish.
No, that too.
My mind was a total wreck.
Couldn't sort it out.
And my skin itched unbearably.
I slumped to the floor and looked up with hazy eyes.
Undine stared back with an odd expression.
Maybe I'd thought this world was too simple.
Or rather.
This world.
Something felt off.