Habit
Eileen trembled at the foreign sensation filling her insides.
The finger was far thicker, longer, harder, and rougher than anything she had ever used to comfort herself. A stranger was freely invading a place that should never have admitted anyone else.
Shame and dissonance, along with an inexplicable sense of corruption, coiled tightly around her.
Squeeze, squeeze…♡
Even the insertion of a single finger made her walls clamp down with maddening force. Forcing his cock into a pussy this tight would feel incredible. Yohan suppressed the urge rising in him and gently curled his finger.
“Hiiik?! Oh, o-oh…♡”
When he softly scraped the delicate folds of her inner walls a few times, Eileen’s body jerked upward. The way she slowly lifted her head, eyelids fluttering, was utterly captivating. From her rounded lips came broken, foolish little moans—oh, oh—spilling out one after another.
“Does it feel good?”
“It’s strange… strange… Please, stop this…”
She pleaded in a trembling voice like a frightened fawn, so pitiful it would have stirred the protective instincts of any ordinary man.
An ordinary man might have been seized by guilt at this point and pulled her into a tight embrace.
But Yohan was no ordinary man. The moment he heard Eileen’s desperate, pleading tone, the sadism within him boiled over. The nature he had been carefully restraining now ran wild.
“……”
With superhuman patience he crushed the impulse back down, then began to scrape lightly, irritably, along her inner walls.
“I’d prefer you didn’t provoke me so much. Keep this up and my plans will fall apart.”
“Hiiit?! Ah, ah, ahh…! Hnnngh…!”
“You don’t want your first time to be a painful, unpleasant memory either, do you? It would be better for both of us if we made it feel good.”
“Nngh, oh, ooh…♡”
Even his light caresses landed with startling intensity. He seemed thoroughly familiar with a woman’s body. Every time his fingers found the perfect itchy spot and scratched it just right, Eileen’s body jolted.
Her legs shook violently as she tried to sink down; Yohan forcibly caught her and held her upright. Whenever she tried to pull her hips back, he relentlessly followed, continuing to caress her sex.
The lively girl she usually was became almost impossible to recall as her sweet, melting voice filled the room. Her eyes crossed slightly, staring blankly into empty air. Her lips remained rounded, still spilling those foolish little moans.
“S-stop…♡ Eehk?! Oh, ah, p-please stop…”
As if strength had left her lower back, Eileen curled in on herself and clutched Yohan’s arm. Power gradually gathered in her trembling hands.
In a hypnotic state, even ordinary force should have been difficult for her to muster—yet the grip she was applying now was clearly growing stronger. Pain began to register in the arm she held. True to her ranking as a top-tier physical enhancer, her strength was no joke.
The overwhelming sense of wrongness seemed to be slowly pulling her consciousness back. Perhaps the pussy, of all places, was especially guarded.
Yohan didn’t so much as blink at the pain in his forearm as he calmly organized his thoughts.
To soothe her, he stilled his finger and used his free hand to gently stroke her hair.
“Eileen? Would you let go of my arm? You’re getting in the way.”
“If I let go… I… I…”
“Teacher would never do anything that could harm you. You may not understand it right now, but in the end everything is for your sake. You know that, don’t you?”
“Haa… haa…”
When he reminded her of the suggestions he had previously planted, Eileen’s breathing grew ragged. He felt the strength in the hand gripping his forearm begin to ease.
Still not enough. Yohan continued mimicking a gentle tone as he whispered into her ear.
“That’s a good girl. Let go now. If you keep squeezing like that, Teacher could get seriously hurt. Do you want something bad to happen to me?”
“N-nooo…”
“As I said earlier, Teacher was only trying to scratch the place you said was itchy. You asked me to, didn’t you?”
“Ah… ah…?”
“Think carefully. You clearly asked me to touch you here. You said you were so worked up and desperate you couldn’t stand it, and you begged me to make that feeling go away.”
“I… asked you to touch my… pussy…?”
“That’s right. Now that you remember properly, will you let go? Teacher has to grant your request, after all.”
“Ah…”
Yohan persuaded her with a fabricated memory. Inside Eileen’s mind, her own recollections collided with his whispers.
No memory of begging him to touch her pussy existed—yet in the end she chose to believe him.
Because Teacher would never do anything that could harm her. Because he was trustworthy, the only eternal ally she had in this Academy. Because Teacher would never lie to her.
The suggestions he had patiently driven into her over a long period turned even nonexistent events into truth.
At last Eileen released the strength from the hand clutching his forearm.
Relieved, Yohan scraped downward through her insides as if in revenge. Eileen’s arched back straightened sharply as a light climax took her.
“Hooook…♡”
While her small shoulders trembled through the aftershocks of that brief orgasm, Yohan whispered to her.
“Good girl. From now on you mustn’t interfere with anything Teacher does. Understood?”
“Y-yes…”
“If you just listen to Teacher, you’ll be happy. I’ll keep scratching all the itchy places for you, so quietly entrust your body to me.”
Eileen nodded and obediently offered her sex. A faint unease still lingered—her eyes trembled unsteadily, her hips tried to ease back a little—but by now it was almost useless.
When he cradled the back of her head with his free arm and softly pressed his lips to hers, even those residual tremors quickly settled.
“Mmm… chup, mmph, churu… hnnn.”
Now, without any further instruction, she willingly tangled her tongue with his. When Yohan stroked the back of her head as if praising a clever child, the corners of her eyes curved prettily.
To develop her body as originally planned, Yohan continued the caresses. He stroked her sex, kneaded her breasts and ass, and rubbed her lower belly.
Her body seemed to remember how thoroughly he had massaged her womb earlier; even when he merely stroked her abdomen she flinched and trembled as if a sensitive spot had been touched.
Squelch… squelch, squelch, squelch…
Every time he stirred the thoroughly soaked interior of her pussy, wet sounds rose. A single light scrape of her walls made Eileen startle violently, thighs quivering.
“Mmm… chup, chuu… hnn…♡”
Nestled against Yohan’s chest, Eileen surrendered her body without resistance, dully lapping at his tongue.
Every time his warm hands kneaded and stroked her, a swelling fullness seemed to wrap around her. Her heart pounded, racing blood through her entire body. The healthy flush spreading across her skin was lovely.
“Teacher… I… something… something…”
“Don’t think about anything. Just relax and entrust your body to Teacher.”
“Ah…”
“Let’s keep kissing.”
“Yes…”
Even the resistance she had shown while he caressed her pussy had lessened considerably. Eileen now accepted Yohan’s touch with pleasure. Every gentle scrape of her insides sent electric currents racing up her spine.
The sensation of him kneading her softly swollen breasts felt good too. Skillfully and steadily, Yohan was transforming her body into that of a female. Lewd habits were being carved into her without her even realizing it.
He grew confident that he could be a little rougher without waking her. Yohan became more aggressive, caressing her body here and there.
When he raised his thumb slightly and moved it toward the top of her sex, he felt a small presence. He gently pressed down on the cute little clit peeking out.
“Hyaah…?!”
The sudden intense stimulation made Eileen twist her body as if she might collapse.
Without stopping, he continued stroking her clit up and down; she lost control of her body and writhed her hips in every direction.
“I told you to stay still.”
“Hic?!”
Yohan lightly pinched her nipple as he scolded her. Eileen’s eyes flew wide open. After being teased relentlessly around the edges, the sudden pinch of her nipple delivered a stimulation beyond words.
He rubbed her nipples up and down, flicking them with his fingers, while relentlessly stroking her clit. The finger buried inside her pussy poked and prodded the rough sensitive spots, conquering them one by one.
With her three main erogenous zones stimulated simultaneously and precisely, Eileen could no longer endure. Still forced into the kiss, she suddenly froze completely and squeezed her eyes shut.
Psssh, fwoosh…!
A strong jet of fluid sprayed out. Watching her reaction carefully, Yohan moved quickly and caught the gushing tide in his palm so that her pants and underwear would not get soaked. Traces this strong might create a sense of wrongness later.
The hand he withdrew from her panties was a sticky, dripping mess.
Yohan pulled out a tissue and carefully wiped his hand as he asked,
“Did it feel good?”
“Hic… nngh… hiuuuh…”
Instead of an answer, only ragged, wheezing breaths returned. Eileen’s balance failed and she slumped against him. She was clearly in no state to hear a question and reply.
Yohan sat her on the sofa and gave her a short rest.
After some time, once her breathing had evened out enough, he opened his mouth to give her a new instruction.
“Eileen, close your eyes.”
“……?”
“You mustn’t try to look ahead. Understood?”
“Yeees…”
Eileen obediently closed her eyes. In front of her, Yohan undid his pants and took out his cock.
It had swollen so hard it could barely grow any larger, revealing a vicious presence. The thick veins standing out along its length looked almost threatening.
He gently brought the greatly swollen head against Eileen’s face. Instinctively her nose twitched as she took in the scent of his cock.
“Mmm…”
“Do you recognize the smell? You’ve smelled it once before.”
“Yeees… I remember…”
“Would you like to taste it too? Stick out your tongue.”
Eileen poked her tongue out and swept it several times over the head.
Lick, lick.
“Do you remember the taste properly as well?”
“Yes… I remember…”
“How is the taste and scent? Tell me your impressions.”
“My lower belly tightens… and my heart pounds… it’s lewd…”
“How do you feel? Do you like it?”
“Yes…”
Fortunately the suggestion he had planted last time seemed to have taken root well. With her excellent memory and sensitive senses, once a suggestion was set she rarely forgot it. Yohan gently stroked her clever head as if proud of her.
Lick, lick.
Eileen continued licking his cock, smiling prettily with her eyes.