D-95: I Don't Need This Kind of Gift

"Get lost."

"Why are you being like thaaat? Acting like we're total strangers?"

"I said get lost."

I tried to slam the front door shut—bang—but it wouldn't close. She was stronger than she looked despite that tiny frame.

Or maybe I've just gotten weaker?

Either way, I don't want to see her face. No idea what kind of trouble she's here to stir up.

She really was my ideal type, and yeah, even now she's still pretty—but none of that matters. Not after what she did to me.

I put all my strength into trying to force the door closed, but she pushed it open even further.

Even when I leaned my full weight against it, her single arm holding it open completely overpowered me.

Ugh, wait, ah. Fine! I surrender, I surrender. Is she insane? She looks like she could still be a minor, so where the hell does all this strength come from...

"Haaah... Fine. I get it—come in. Come in if you're going to."

"Fuck... I don't even know what you're here for anyway."

Once I let her inside and looked her over, she was wearing the same outfit as before. It resembled a police uniform, but it was that weird, ridiculously short version.

That mocking expression, that skin that looked almost too pale and smooth.

Pink twin-tails and blue eyes. Sigh.

She really is pretty.

"Yay♪ Hehe. No need to treat me so coldly. Aren't I the benefactor of your entire life?"

"What?"

The words "benefactor of your life" made me stare at her in utter disbelief.

What? If you're going to spout nonsense, at least keep it reasonable. Benefactor of my life—bullshit.

Lately the feeling had started to dull a bit, but thinking back honestly, I missed being a guy.

The height, the unnecessarily huge breasts that got in the way, and... I can't even jerk off anymore. I used to do it every single day.

That's why it had built up and I ended up doing it today. It might sound like an excuse, but it's true.

With a thoroughly unimpressed look on my face, I gradually moved closer.

But... why were our heights so similar now? Last time I saw her... No. When I was still a guy, it wasn't like this.

I really had shrunk a lot.

"—Ahem. Hey. I was living just fine, you know? What gives you people the right to turn me into this..."

"Even though you say that, right before I arrived you were really going at it. Mmm. 'Enjoying yourself'—hey hey, you're getting all embarrassed, embarrassed—."

Fuck.

She heard everything. The sounds I'd heard from the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠front door earlier hadn't registered because I wasn't in my right mind, but now...

...Ah. I wanted to die of embarrassment. No.

I just wanted to die. I felt like jumping out a window.

My face burned ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bright red and I couldn't even speak properly. I tried to pull myself together somehow.

Shit. No matter how I thought about it, I was dying of shame. I'd never been caught jerking off by anyone, and of all people and in this state...

And by this bitch, of all people. Really. I could feel my ears burning too, but I took another deep breath.

Huuuuuh. Yeah, whatever. Who cares if I jerked off or not. With that thought I looked at her again, but hiding my red face was impossible.

Blushing like a tomato from the embarrassment, I raised my voice unnecessarily.

"Hu, huuh. Shut up. Hey. So why did you come? Just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spit out your business already."

"Eung~ I came to check on your socialization progress and to give you a present♪"

"Present? What the..."

Checking progress, sure. I vaguely remembered hearing something like that at the beginning, so whatever.

But a present—of all things. What kind of present at this point?

It felt like my sense of reason was running for the hills, but there was no real reason to refuse. ...And I was curious.

At least she wouldn't give me something weird as a present. She probably hadn't pranked me with it.

Sigh. Still, accepting it obediently didn't sit right with my pride. So I just stared at her with my mouth clamped shut.

"Don't want it? Don't want it? Then I won't give it."

"W-wait. I didn't say I didn't want it. Hurry up and hand it over."

"Say it nicely!"

"...Hurry up and give it to me, please."

Her expression turned pouty for some reason, and she acted like she was going to take it back instead of giving it...

Ugh. I had no choice but to lower my tail.

This girl. She acts like a child but somehow reads my mind perfectly. Even though our heights were now similar enough for our eyes to meet.

When I said it as nicely as I could manage, she finally looked satisfied and handed over the gift. Sigh.

Still, they were giving me something. Weren't they treating me like a criminal? Well. They did say even in prison you get things if you work, so...

It must be something like that. Anyway, good is good. I hoped there was food inside.

The gift was wrapped quite beautifully. Not that I cared, so I tore through the pretty wrapping paper—rip.

With a bit of anticipation, I opened it to reveal...

"...Ah. What the hell."

"Why? Don't like it? It's a special gift from me to Tsubaki-chan♡"

I'd lowered my expectations, but I thought it would at least be something practical. But this.

What the hell was I supposed to do with this?

"...Want me to go die?"

What was inside was a white bikini that made me question if it was really meant for a human to wear.

The amount of fabric was ridiculously small. If I wore it, it would barely cover the important parts—

It might not even cover them properly. With this body, things might spill out. It was an insanely lewd micro bikini.

Even if I put it on like a light wrap over clothes, it was still way too small. With this little fabric, did it have any purpose besides sexual appeal?

Why do they even make things like this? Oh. To make the people looking at it horny, I guess.

It definitely was arousing to look at. Thinking that, I could see why they'd make it.

No, fuck. That's not the point. Why are you giving this to me?

"You're thinking 'why are you giving this,' right? Well. It's important for happy time...♪"

"Shut up. I'm never wearing this."

"So cold! You'll have to wear it eventually though. Hehe."

What happy time? I'd rather bite my tongue off than wear something like this in front of her.

This outfit would make standing around naked feel less embarrassing. I'd heard something about the beauty of partial covering,

But I never imagined I'd learn that the embarrassment scales with it like this.

But what? I'll have to wear it someday? No way. An ominous thought spread through me. It can't be, I wanted to deny it, but.

Denying it wouldn't change anything. It felt like the puzzle pieces were slowly fitting together.

The sudden visit, the excuse about checking progress. And the gift at the end...

This damn bikini. Something that seemed to have no use besides sexual appeal. Ah. And the post I'd written came to mind.

I'd said I wanted to see a girl wearing a micro bikini in real life. Fuck. So that's it.

From the beginning, it was just punishment items wrapped up and called a "gift."

"You noticed, huh. Hehe. What will you do? Going to refuse the gift? I wonder what'll happen then..."

"......"

I wanted to refuse. But I had no idea what would happen if I did.

Thinking about my own post, that level was actually on the milder side. If I refused, they might give me an even bigger punishment...

Or maybe lock me up in prison looking like this. It was awkward to admit, but if I got thrown in prison in this horny state, it would be 100%—

Ugh. Just thinking about it was disgusting. Rather... yeah. Rather, wearing it once was better.

I'd already worn the dolphin pants, so whatever. The exposure level was on a completely different scale, but at least I wouldn't go outside. I'd only have ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to show it to her.

Sigh. That was still shitty, but right now I had no escape route.

After letting out a long sigh, I looked at the pink-haired girl and spoke.

She'd said she was a police officer, so she was clearly an adult, but her height was really small. Well. Looking again, maybe her figure was showing in all the right places.

"—Fine. Fine. I'll wear it properly, so now please leave for real."

"Good♪ Good♪ I'm so happy my little sinner is so obedient. But there's still one thing left to do."

"One thing?"

What else did she want? Just receiving the gift had already drained me. This bitch's personality sucked the energy right out of you from the start.

I sighed again but turned my head back toward her as if to listen.

The small girl with pink twin-tails smiled in a way that somehow resembled her and answered.

"It's nothing much, just an official notice! So. You've done well performing your punishments and resocialization tasks these past few days. What you've completed so far is...

...She knew about all of it. The face that had barely calmed down after receiving the gift flushed red again.

What the—fuck. Even though the words were coming from her mouth, hearing them made me stutter—but it really was everything from start to finish.

The memories felt even more vivid, making my face burn even hotter. I hated it.

Irritation, embarrassment, and shame all mixed together until my whole face turned red.

Even though I tried to calm down, my hot breathing wouldn't stop. Between those heated breaths, I barely managed to answer with the thought of kicking this bitch out. Haa.

"Y-yeah. That's right. So what?"

"Hehe. Confirmed. I wonder when the sex will happen...♪ Oh! Slip of the tongue."

Bitch.

"Anyway! I came to tell you the exact period that wasn't properly explained. The period is... one hundred days. Hehe. Short, right?"

"...One hundred days?"

"Yes, and since nearly a week has already passed, that leaves roughly ninety-five days."

"Yay... Huh? Is that... a good thing?"

"I wouldn't know."

Could a person really change in such a short time? It was shorter than I'd expected.

I'd thought it would be a full year. No... thinking about it again, maybe it was long.

It was the weekend right before a full week had passed, and now I was being told half a year remained. Ah.

I was completely fucked.

But that length of time was manageable. Huuuuh. It was only about a third of military service.

If I closed my eyes and endured, that was it. What happened during that time was what mattered.

I wanted to hurry up and turn back into a man and get out of here. The emptiness between my legs, this sensation of my breasts becoming familiar—both felt wrong.

And what I'd done yesterday. My mindset was really starting to feel like that of a female, so if I didn't turn back soon—like this.

It felt like I would end up 'falling as a female.' Hng.

"...Hehe. Anyway, you understand everything now, right? Then I'll be going. Be a good girl and behave, okay? Have a wonderful happy time〰️"

"Hurry up and go. Go. Get lost already."

She was finally leaving. With that same arrogant laugh and condescending smile, she waved her hand, then closed the front door and really left.

...Tsk. Honestly, that appearance was still pretty and appealing. But in this state... Sigh. Once I turned back into a man, I wanted to give her a proper lesson.

Once she was gone, the room became quite quiet. Whew. It felt somewhat relaxing, but on the other hand...

Ah. It felt awkward now that someone had been here and then left. Was there really no one? Not her, not that pink-haired girl from before.

Looking at it this way—... Thinking that there was really no one by my side...

This was so much better! Fuck. Puhaha. Freedom.

I immediately turned on the computer. I had to catch up on all the missed daily quests, games, gallery trolling—everything...

All the things I couldn't do because I was being watched, I was going to do them all now.

The comments piled up under my buried concept posts. It was fun, so fun. The taste of watching these idiots.

As expected. Maybe I didn't need a new life after all. Living like this was enjoyable. Yeah. Living like this. Ah.

......Heh. Fuck. I should have realized back then. At the very least, I shouldn't have trolled in the gallery.