First Weekend (1)
At least, fortunately, Laia only came once and was satisfied with that. She even pulled out before the knot at the base of her cock could swell.
“Hah♡ Haaek…♡”
Even so, after being pounded with dozens of orgasms until my brain had turned to mush, all I could do was lie face-down on the bed, quivering helplessly in the lingering aftershocks. I couldn’t even muster the will to close my legs, spread obscenely like a frog flipped onto its back. Any stimulation to the muscles in my lower body—my thighs, my abs—would instantly trigger another wave of climax.
“Hoo… That was good. Really good. Winter, want something to drink?”
“E-ehehe….”
I’d meant to say later, but what tumbled out was an unintelligible slurry of sound. Somehow, Laia understood anyway.
“I’ll leave it here, then.”
“Ah, ahm….”
“No need to thank me. I’m the one who should be grateful. Thanks to you taking on the role of Sexual Relief Committee Member, I feel like I’ve been saved. And not just me—everyone here feels the same.”
Sexual Relief Committee Member? I was just an ordinary student helping with sexual needs; the concept was completely different. The problem was that I had no mental energy left to correct her misunderstanding.
While I remained sprawled out, making incoherent noises like “Hwaa” and “Uwaa,” Laia gently stroked my head.
“You really are… beautiful, Winter.”
“Heh♡”
Being called beautiful by the very male who had just dominated me sent fresh sparks crackling through my already pleasure-drenched mind.
“Yeah… You really are.”
Laia’s voice dropped lower, and her face drew closer to mine.
“Hweh…?”
Laia was the type of beauty the term “handsome woman” fit perfectly. Long hair, clear curves at her breasts and hips, yet resolute and dignified. That strikingly handsome face approached me, our lips drawing nearer and nearer—until they suddenly pulled away.
I soon learned why. Laia’s wolf ears had perked straight up. Moments later, even I could hear footsteps approaching the special classroom.
“…I’ll head out now. Good luck with the rest of the day.”
“Y-yeah….”
Laia strode away without a shred of hesitation. I felt a faint pang of disappointment, but I couldn’t linger on the emotion. Three new students who needed my help had just entered the room.
Since I still had no strength in my body, I apologetically beckoned them while remaining on the bed.
“Hehe…♡”
The cocks each of them held upright by lifting their skirts twitched in response.
That was Friday. The next day—Saturday—I woke up being used as a body pillow by a human student I knew to be the daughter of a king somewhere in the empire.
“Uuuu… Don’t go….”
When I tried to slip free, she mumbled in her sleep, so I clenched my pussy tight♡ around her and massaged her length, pleading with my body: I’m sorry, I’ll let you use me again later.
The cock I thought would stay soft after being drained so thoroughly the night before sprang back to life. In the end, I had to let her cum once inside my pussy before I could finally escape.
Before I left the room, the golden-haired, blue-eyed princess spoke.
“Um….”
“Yes?”
“Today’s Saturday, right?”
“Yes, it’s Saturday. Why?”
“…Then today and tomorrow are your days off.”
“Ah.”
That was right. My work at the academy ran Monday through Friday; weekends were my time off. It was part of the agreement I’d made with Principal Parin.
“I suppose so? Though I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do to rest. I do know I have to visit the principal, at least.”
I must go see the principal no matter what.
“…Yeah. See you Monday.”
“Why do you look so down?”
Worried by the princess’s drained demeanor, I returned to the bedside and peered at her face.
“What’s wrong? Did something bad happen?”
“Ah, no!? It’s nothing like that….”
“Really? Then it’s fine… But you won’t pretend not to know me if we bump into each other on the weekend, right?”
“I-I would never…! If anything, I was afraid you might ignore me—ignore us….”
“Me? Why would I?”
We attend the same academy. We should get along.
“Anyway, see you later, Miriel.”
When I called out the name that had finally surfaced, Miriel’s blue eyes blinked brightly and she smiled, clearly cheered.
As I left, I thought, Phew. Good thing I remembered.
Memorizing nearly twenty names in five days was far harder than it sounded. There were no name tags, and everyone came to me boiling with lust, so they never introduced themselves before we began. To be precise, they didn’t have the mental capacity to. Therefore, simply catching their names in the first place was a challenge. I had to ask between sessions or right before they left.
Still, it seemed I had finally memorized them all. Probably.
Today, too, I washed up in the bathroom, changed clothes, and headed to the principal’s office.
Knock, knock.
“Principal, I’m here.”
“Come in.”
Principal Parin was already seated on the sofa, waiting for me.
“It’s already 7:55. Have a seat.”
“Yes.”
I sat, but nothing seemed to be starting, so I asked.
“But what exactly are we doing?”
“Hmm… First, how do you feel right now?”
“Normal, I suppose?”
“That’s a relief.”
The principal placed a watch in front of me.
“At eight o’clock, the hypnosis will lift automatically.”
“I’m not under any hypnosis, though?”
“Yes, yes. Just wait a moment.”
“?”
Five minutes later.
“Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!?!? W-what the hell did I—Kyaaaaah!?”
“….”
“N-no way, there’s no way I did that—no, no! Yeah, ah, no, haha, my memory must be wrong, ahaha…!”
“I didn’t touch your memories at all.”
“I get it, so please just be quiet!!”
It took a long time after that for me to truly calm down.
“Aaaauuuu… Uuuuu…”
The sensation of the hypnosis lifting was that strange and shocking. I could now clearly see how absurd all the “perfectly natural” thoughts I’d held moments ago truly were. Even the things I had done in that state. The emotions I felt, the sensations, the words I spoke, the expressions and attitudes I showed… all of it… every single bit of it was burned vividly into my memory…!!
“Ugh…”
There was no way. I—I was a man. A man!
Even if I had been hypnotized, even if I had been stabbed deep in my p-pussy and experienced the inevitable biological pleasure response—
—Cum, hek, haaek♡ Feed me your cum…!
“Uwaaaaaau…!!”
After overcoming chuunibyou, everyone has experienced the shame of kicking their blankets over past behavior they once bragged about. The shame that flooded me after the hypnosis lifted was fundamentally the same.
Why had I done that? Why had I thought that way?
“Haa… Haa…”
Still, the more violently I panted, the more I gradually calmed. Even if I hadn’t wanted to calm down, there was a limit to how long I could remain hysterical.
“You should return to your room and rest today. As for the next hyp… or rather, how you wish to proceed from now on, come see me anytime once you’ve settled down.”
She seemed to be showing consideration, yet all I could do was nod blankly. Even that motion didn’t last long—my breasts were jiggling too wildly.
“Whether it’s a lavish meal or the finest bath additives, I’ll have anything you request sent to your room. If you want something, write it on that paper I mentioned before, anytime. Would you like me to explain how to use it again?”
This time I shook my head and tried to stand. But my breasts shook so much that I wrapped my arms around them from the sides. The shape looked strange, so I tried holding them from above and below. That looked even worse, so I gave up, stood, then immediately sat back down.
“U-um….”
“What is it?”
“By any chance… do you have any p-pants…?”
I had belatedly realized I was wearing the insane bottomless fashion (I genuinely wasn’t wearing anything).
Principal Parin’s gaze drifted to my thighs.
“…I’ll bring some. Wait a moment.”
“Thank youuu…”
This time the words of gratitude came out properly.
Back in my luxurious room, I spent a long while kicking my blankets. Literally kicking the bed and covers with my feet.
“Auu, seriously…!”
I was crazy. Completely insane. To think I had done that, swallowing it all down like that—aaaaauuuuugh!!
“Huk, huk…”
Still, as time passed, the second wave of shame eventually subsided.
A natural question rose in its place.
What now? Do I have to keep doing this next week too?
I was this academy’s… well… sexual problem assistant… lust discharge committee member—or was there a more normal-sounding term…?
Is there any?
At least Sexual Relief Committee Member sounded somewhat better. Anyway, having taken on the role, I couldn’t suddenly quit.
The reality that I had nothing else I could do if I stopped this work was exactly the same as last week. And if I suddenly disappeared, what would happen to those girls?
“Ugh…”
Since I had been a man myself, I knew. I knew how strange and painful the mind could become when lust built up.
I had once tested how many days I could go without masturbating. There was no special reason; I was simply curious. At first it wasn’t difficult. I thought it was no big deal. After four days my head grew foggy. From the seventh day onward, my mind was filled entirely with lewd thoughts. On the tenth day I unconsciously rubbed my thighs and came.
The despair and craving I had felt over those ten days—those futanari must be experiencing it far more intensely, and on a much shorter cycle.
As a fellow man. No, futas weren’t men, but still, fellow cock owners… Except now I was no longer a cock owner.
“Auu, seriously.”
The point was that I understood that misery. And knowing it, I couldn’t just abandon them out of pity.
—Hek♡ Give it♡ Give me your cock♡
“Auu, ugh…!”
Shame surged over me again, but this time it passed quickly.
“Haa…”
I lay sprawled on the bed and thought.
Anyway, today and tomorrow were holidays. During this time, I wouldn’t think about cocks or sexual desire. I would simply enjoy the break. I could savor all the gourmet meals that were provided even on weekdays but difficult to eat, and soak for a long time in the large bathtub. That sounded perfect.
Just as I was about to request something to eat, someone knocked politely on the door.
“U-um… Miss Winter, may I… come in for a moment…?”
I could feel it in that trembling voice.
Lust.
“You weren’t in the ‘classroom’ today… so I wondered if I might be disturbing you…?”
“…Auu.”
It was a holiday. I was genuinely on holiday.
Come to think of it, couldn’t they just handle their own sexual desire with their hands? Even I—who had been born with a cock and lived twenty years that way—had never been with a woman until I ended up like this.
“Auuu…!”
Really. Seriously, that… fuck… auuu fuuuuck…!
In the end, I opened the door and asked. I already knew the answer all too well.
“What is it?”