My Girlfriend Was Stolen From Me, but I Was Trained by the Four Heavenly Kings of B*tchy Gals at School (Including My Childhood Friend) and Before I Knew It, I Had Become a Monster
One week left of summer vacation.
The three of us spent the day together from morning to night.
If we had time, we would continue to mingle, and from the perspective of those around us, it was a slutty, blatant routine.
From my perspective, the world seems so ordinary and unchanging.
It’s just a little more comfortable here.
That’s because Sakuya and Himeka are here.
Recently, Ken kun joined the group.
It all started with a “lifetime request” from Himeka.
I accepted because I thought it would be no different from what I always do.
It’s just like our family’s traditional way of doing things.
I respond to orders as an avatar to fulfill the client’s desires. That’s all there is to it……
In this case, the client was Himeka. The only order was to help Ken kun overcome his trauma and gain confidence, so it wasn’t a difficult request.
In fact, the order was already completed.
But why am I still here?
The original purpose of the time was to help Ken kun overcome his trauma. The meaning of the order has changed drastically.
As if to show this, Sakuya, who was supposed to be the one teaching him, raises her voice.
“No, no, stop, not there.”
Sakuya’s slutty behavior was something I never expected when summer vacation began.
Her face was showing in a sloppy manner, and her body was twitching and convulsing repeatedly. She was completely high.
Next to her, Himeka fainted with white eyes, exposing her limbs in an unsightly manner.
And as for me, I was drooling, anxiously awaiting my turn.
As the summer vacation came to an end, Ken kun had completely degraded the bodies of the three of us, turning us into mere bitches.
How did this happen?
Of course, it’s not that Ken kun has some kind of cheat physical ability, such as having a big dick, as in porn.
I mean, some of the guys are stupid enough to think that having a big dick makes a woman feel good. o matter how big your dick is, if you’re with a clumsy man, it won’t feel good, and it might just hurt.
And it’s bad enough that they think they can please any woman by being rough on her.
I really wish they would just put up with jerking off rather than have such misunderstood, self-righteous, and self-centered sex.
I really want to experience what it’s like to accept it…
The reason why I say so much is because Ken kun has grown up to be the exact opposite.
I’m very happy about that.
I would be proud to say that it was the result of me and Sakuya’s training, but that’s not all, in a word, he was a sex genius.
Ken kun, whose talent had not blossomed until now, and who should have been ordinary in every way in the beginning, has undergone an unbelievable transformation with us as his food.
By applying the techniques he absorbed from me and Sakuya and sublimating them through Himeka’s devoted service, he has become so familiar with the female body that I can say he knows it perfectly.
It’s true that knowing one thing makes you understand the whole.
He can accurately find out what is pleasurable to a woman’s body from the way she breathes and from her detailed reactions. He understands what I want him to do even if I don’t tell him what. Then, he stimulates it mercilessly.
Sometimes gently, sometimes violently, and sometimes freely, in a slow and steady manner according to our needs.
We are made to go wild as Ken kun wants us to.
I can say that he is an expert at this, and he makes me and Sakuya go crazy and faint.
Furthermore, the troublesome part of Ken kun’s ability is that he makes not only our bodies but also our hearts melt and make us feel like mush.
The words of love whispered in a sweet voice that even makes me feel comfortable, along with the pleasure that surges through me, numbs my brain and tries to steal my heart. The word “man-slut” is no longer enough to describe him.
In other words, he is a sexual monster.
We have unknowingly created this horrifying being.
And now this monster is not satisfied with our bodies alone, but is trying to corrupt our hearts as well.
Even though our bodies have been dyed and accustomed to pleasure, there are plenty of substitutes that Ken kun can give to us.
But if my heart is also dyed, I will not be able to return to anyone but Ken kun.
I know that, but I keep coming back to Himeka’s house. I even made excuses to myself, saying that the promised period is only until the summer vacation is over.
I even drooled like this, and exposed myself to the unbecoming waiting to be embraced by Ken kun…….
The whispers of love that invaded my mind along with the supreme pleasure that I had become completely addicted to, and the comfort of it, were trying to rewrite the meaning of my existence little by little.
Maitoshi