Revision: Leopard Cat
Chapter 1 The Regeneration of the Idol
“Welcome!”
Crisp, loud greetings rang out from the Western dining room.
Mami Watanabe… Well, she is now called Mami Sato. Six months ago she was wearing a gorgeous gown, but now she is serving customers in a pink piped apron.
“Yuuji, no class?”
“Laozi flipped the class today. It’s hard to get into college, not good to play it over, how to count?”
Yuji, who was already a veteran, took his usual seat, and his eyes darted around the rounded curves of Manami’s breasts. The tantalizing curves hidden under her pure white silk blouse… not too big, but the elasticity and touch that hangs but does not fall… swayed slightly.
“I know, Yuuji must not have a girlfriend, that’s why he comes alone to sit on the bench every time. That’s okay, starting tomorrow, I’ll go to class with you, so people can see that Yuuji still has a way of catching a girl.
”
Joke on him on purpose.
“What the hell?”
Filling the glass with water, her long, dark, shiny hair hung down and a light floral scent came from it. Yuuji felt his little brother start to stir, and hurriedly shifted his eyes to the window.
This is Yokosuka. It’s a light April day, and the sea breeze is blowing through the blossoming cherry blossoms… “Yuji, your face is so red! I’m sorry, is there too much brandy in the royal coffee?”
Yuji came back to his senses and looked at Manami walking back to the bar, with her high hips under the short pleated skirt, her almond-white slender legs, and the mysterious area crossed between her legs… Yuji took another deep breath.
‘National Beauty Girl Mami Watanabe’s First Dedication: One Million Romances’ has Mami’s sweet smile from a year ago hanging on the wall.
In her senior year of high school, Mami crossed over into the acting world by mistake because of a friend’s prank. But, honestly, it would be a shame not to let everyone share in the allure of Manami’s big watery eyes, soft and bright melon face, slightly forward cherry mouth and little woman with an innocent look.
In fact, she did create a sensation, winning the beauty contest and becoming the dream girl of many young boys at the time.
Yuji was Mami’s childhood playmate, and never found the yellow-haired girl particularly moving.
It was not until that time at Mami’s concert… watching Mami singing and dancing under the spotlight, and Yuji crowded with tens of thousands of people, that I first felt her amazing power of charm.
Jami was really born to be a star. She was a bit shy, but her light smile was so pure and sweet that it was hard not to be mesmerized… Jami on the stage was a world that was unfamiliar to Yuji.
Mami, who saw Yuuji, excitedly waved at him, her bright smile reflecting her arms full of flowers. But when the concert is over, Yuuji, who was winked at, is given a hard time by Mami’s fans.
“Where did that brat come from, don’t mess around with our Mami’s ideas.”
Late that night, Manami took the night train from Tokyo to Yokosuka and collapsed in the arms of a bruised and swollen Yuji, crying, “I’m sorry… I didn’t know it would happen.”
To this day Yuuji couldn’t forget the warmth of her trembling body.
But because Mami’s record label was so small, it went nowhere after one record.
At that point in time, Mami’s father was also finally able to break away from the monotonous life of a working man, and with the extra money Mami earned, he opened a western restaurant. However, due to a lack of experience, ‘Seaside Rest Hut’ soon falls into trouble and incurs a large amount of debt. The filial Mami decides to give up her chance to go to college and help out at home.
This is the story of 18-year-old Jami…
“Miss, the water in the restroom doesn’t seem to be working, can you come take a look?”
In front of the restroom stood a tall, fit man.
He wore sunglasses, the eight-pointed mustache on his lips cocked exaggeratedly to either side, his long greasy hair coated with hairspray brushed all the way back to reveal his square forehead, and his black leather jacket wrapped tightly around his body.
This is a frightening man… It doesn’t fit in with the fresh and elegant atmosphere of this place.
“Yes… please wait.”
Mami walked over to him stiffly.
Just as Manami entered the restroom, there was a click and a strange man locked the door from behind, and then pressed himself against Manami’s body. The man’s hands moved up her tender legs and then slipped into the delta between them…
“Miss, your cute little clamshell is still clamped really tight. What, are you scared? Want your parents to take a look?
”
“It hurts!”
The man’s hands roughly tweaked her two delicate inner flaps, and Mami dodged left and right, but couldn’t break free because her body was racked.
“Please… please let go of me or I’ll scream.”
“Oh, that’s a nice sound! Try how it is here.”
With that, he rubbed at Manami’s young, pointed bosoms.
“Unfortunately, unfortunately, 33 inches is a little small.”
The bulge in Mami’s chest was like two balls of fermented dough that had been kneaded and shaped.
“I apologize for any lack of service, but, but this…”
Growing up in a nun’s school, Manami had never had any contact with boys in this regard. She desperately tried to hold back the tears that were about to come out of her eyes.
“What, are you going to cry? Mami-san, there’s no use crying, there’s no way to solve a lot of things in the world by crying.”
With that, he lifted Mami’s pleated skirt and grabbed the ends of the bottom of her white cotton panties.
“Mommy picked them out for you, didn’t she? This style is for Obasan, little girl, it’s time to pick out some age-appropriate strawberry, crushed-ribs bottoms.”
The bottom of the panties was deeply embedded in the recesses of the T-font between her buttocks.
“Let go of me, stop it!”
The man clasped Mami’s hands tightly as she tried to cover them.
The cotton bottoms were tangled up like a rough rope rubbing underneath Mami, and Mami’s kernels were so dry they felt like they were going to burst open.
“Seeing your pussy in the back…”
Mami was mortified at the idea of her most private place being wantonly played with and savored by such a strange man. She squirmed desperately to avoid his prying eyes, but that only caused her bottoms to sink deeper and deeper, and a gush of pain made her begin to moan.
“Ah… uh…”
The man’s eyes glittered with hot lust.
“Heh heh! Twisting so hard. Little girl, you haven’t tasted a man yet, have you?”
“Why are you asking me such things?”
Mami didn’t have time to say much before she let the man grab her hand and shove it hard against the warm, thick rod, which pulsed and throbbed in Mami’s trembling hand.
“Mmm, just slide it slowly like that, come on! Ms. Mami, do you realize that you’re letting Daddy fuck you from inside this treasure?”
The large male body that she was pumping in her hands… The fluffy flesh underneath her father’s body that she remembered from her childhood baths with him, when the water filled the air, still aroused great curiosity in her.
“Daddy, what is that thing?”
I was now holding it firmly in my hands…
‘Oh my God! Am I going to die…’
Blurred in consciousness, Manami finally fainted.
“Mami, are you awake? Is it okay?”
Mami’s father looked worried.
“It was a gentleman who saw you pass out in the restroom and carried you out.”
Mom’s gentle voice came, and Mami reflexively sat up straight, looking for the caring eyes. Now lying in her own bed, Mami let go of the familiar furnishings and romantic pastel shades of her room.
“Mom, I’m… I’m fine, I’m just suddenly dizzy, I’ll be fine after some rest. I want to take a shower first.”
Mami was going to tell the whole story of what happened, but stopped when she thought that her parents were already hurting for the restaurant’s business.
In the bathroom, when Manami pulled down her skirt and saw her crumpled bottoms, that… that had really happened!
The mirror reflected the thick fingerprints on her inner thighs, and Mami ran her hand over them, as if she could feel the warmth of her male root pumping again.
Mami desperately washed her hands until a layer of skin almost came off, but that wet heart feeling was still there.
I remembered that Mami had touched a guy with hands like that at a songwriter’s meeting, and when the publicity told her what it meant, the feeling of wanting to vomit was exactly the same as it was now.
In addition, Manami desperately cleaned her body until her skin was red from the excessive scrubbing. The milky white soap slid over her exquisite body… her breasts that bulged into two large buns, the tiny nipples that puckered in the center, the slightly sparse grass underneath her body… the soap was like a fat, chubby hand probing into her private parts.
“Ah…”
Manami stopped moving.
‘Could he… could he have bullied me while I was unconscious? But if that’s the case, it should hurt…”
In front of the large mirror in the bathroom, Mami laid down and spread her legs, carefully inspecting them.
It was the first time Mami had ever looked seriously at her hidden place. She used her fingers to spread the two bowl of pea-clipped petals, revealing the pink flesh and buds between them.
Mmm… I’m so embarrassed, that wrinkled red meat… Even though it was her own body, Manami blushed with shame.
‘No, I have to get it right.’
She forced herself to look at her private parts under the dark hair in the mirror, the bulging drupe like a round marble, and Mami, remembering the peculiar sensation of it being rubbed with a tingle, gently stroked over it.
“Ah…”
Pleasure flowed through his body like an electric current.
‘What a marvelous feeling that was!’
The body of an 18 year old girl has long been ready to enjoy the pleasures of male-female intercourse, but Manami just hasn’t had the chance yet.
‘He must not have violated me yet…’
All Mami cared about right now was the gush of pleasure coming from the drupe.
“Uh…”
She gradually increased the speed of her stroking.
‘The tips of my breasts are aching and itching…’
Manami held the two small buttons between her fingers.
‘Who… who can come and suck me?’
Her mind drifted back to that night when she fell into Yuuji’s arms and cried.
”Yoji? Is it Yoji?…?’
Yuji’s handsome and dashing figure was becoming more and more visible, and Manami felt clear mucus flooding out of her fountain hole.
‘I… it’s so strange, mmmm… it’s so hot here, Yoji, help me!’
The next day was the restaurant’s day off. At noon, there was a sudden visit.
The well-behaved Jami quickly brought out the coffee, only when she opened the door and saw her guest sitting there… “No!”
That’s right, the so-called guest is the strange man who made a move on Mami yesterday.
“Gorgeous, come and thank the manager… Yesterday, it was someone else who realized you had fainted and carried you out…”
The unsuspecting mom even greets people warmly.
When Mami put the coffee cup down, there was a thud because her hand was shaking too much.
“Why did you suddenly faint yesterday, it really scared me. Or does your sister think your uncle looks too scary?
”
When he smiled, his mouth lolled to one side and he looked even more intimidating. Manami looked at him lost in thought, unable to say anything.
“Mami, look at you. Mr. Manager, I’m so sorry, kids don’t know any better.”
Manami was scolded, and even though she felt aggrieved, she had to endure it.
“Non… thank you very much…”
“Then Mr. Kurosu, I’ll tell Manami what happened…”
Father’s weak voice interrupted Mami’s words of thanks; Mami had never seen him lower his voice so much.
It was only in the evening that her father told her the truth of the matter. It turned out that they had borrowed more than three hundred million yen from an underground money changer because the restaurant was not doing well.
“Manami, the deadline for the loan is tomorrow. If Dad doesn’t pay back this money, our family will…”
When he finished, he sighed deeply.
“The owner of that underground bank also runs an agency called CROSS, and that Mr. Kurosu is the manager of that agency. He said that their company is very interested in you and believes that you definitely have what it takes to become an idol superstar…”
Manami knew exactly what the other party meant, and it wasn’t just that she had to pay off her father’s debt. Only… it was just the agency run by that horrible man, and his ugly smile came back to her mind. Moreover, the other party demanded that for the duration of the contract, Jami should not go home.
“I can’t believe Dad sold Manami just for money… It’s too much…”
Sobbing uncontrollably, Jami didn’t really blame her father, but just thought that tomorrow she would be leaving the home where she had been raised for 18 years, with her loving parents… while she packed her things, and her tears rolled down her face like a series of small, unceasing pearls.
Finally, she puts the baby teddy bear she got for her birthday when she was 7 years old, which has been with her ever since, into her backpack and pulls the zipper closed.
‘As of tomorrow, I’m leaving here.’
She picked up the microphone and pressed the number with a serious expression.
“Oh, it’s you… why did you suddenly think of calling me.”
Yuji’s words were filled with astonished joy.
Late at night, on the small dock in Yokosuka, the faint streetlight illuminated two figures looking at each other fondly.
“When we were kids, we used to go crazy here together…”
Mami bowed her head as a sweet and sour subtle taste welled up in her heart.
“Yuuji, I love you.”
When the words came out, both of them were greatly shaken, like two hearts strung together in an instant.
“Thank you for taking such good care of me…”
Watching the sparse fires dotting the sea, Mami became even more determined. Just for tonight, she would offer her complete self to him.
As long as she gets Yuuji’s love, that damnable man doesn’t matter.
“Yuuji, love me!”
Mami took Yuji’s hand and put it on her chest. Yuuji felt the full, round texture and intense undulation of his underwear-less breasts.
“Yuuji, you don’t think I’m a very casual girl, do you?”
Her slightly upturned cheeks slid down with tears, and a single drop flowed into those cherry red, highly curved lips… Just then, bang! A muffled thud rang out from the back of Yuuji’s head and he slowly collapsed. Four or five people jumped out from the corner of the warehouse and pulled Manami away, who was trying to help Yuuji.
“Yuuji, wake up! What’s wrong with you?”
Mami’s shouts were getting farther and farther away.
So much for what she imagined to be a wonderful rite of passage.
The next morning, a black luxury car was parked in front of Sato’s house. A pair of beautiful legs in diamond heels stretched out, a black suit hugged her shapely body, her short, ear-trimmed hair and her sharp, narrow eyes under the black rimmed mirror frames… This was a woman of astonishing beauty.
“Take care of yourself and don’t be discouraged by any setbacks.”
Mami’s mother cried and explained, while her father, who had a heavy expression, said nothing.
“You hurry up!”
The woman’s cold, unfeeling voice interrupts the scene of mother-daughter goodbyes.
Thus, Mami leaves the protective wings of her parents and flies into a new world that is unknown and possibly dangerous.
That woman’s name is Saya Sugano. From now on, she’s Mami’s manager.
As a matter of fact, Mami was no stranger to Saya’s face. During Mami’s high school years, she had become one of Japan’s top models, appearing in magazines and advertisements for various media. She used to be the object of Mami’s admiration as well, except that, without the usual smile on her face, she was cold as if she was a different person.
As the black car sped down the highway to Tokyo, Saya suddenly grabbed Mami’s backpack and threw it out the window.
“What are you doing?”
That backpack filled with 18 years of Manami’s precious memories, the fluffy, chubby body of a teddy bear… “That’s too much, that’s the only treasure I have left. Yuuji, you’re there, grab it for me…”
“Splat,” Saya slapped Mami’s tear-streaked face.
“Ms. Satou, you seem to be confused, you are now Mami Watari Otter, a commodity that we at CROSS are going to package and produce, would a commodity need all that sappy sentimental stuff?”
Shayoi tossed her head to the side, no longer paying attention to Mami, who was weeping glumly.
The eight-story building was covered with black tiles, and an inexplicable fear struck Mami’s heart. Mami remembers a few years ago when a popular pop idol singer left a message that said, ‘No, I can’t take it anymore. Mom and Dad, please forgive me.
After the note, he jumped off the body of this black beast.
The elevator stopped at the highest floor and Manami was ushered into a small room.
“This will be your room from now on.”
A large mirror hung on the peeling concrete wall, an iron bed with white sheets, a plastic closet and a bathroom with a shower… It was a simple room of about six tatami mats in size.
“Tired, aren’t you? Change and rest first, and then go to the manager’s office later and say hello to the manager.”
Sandy Night’s voice was very gentle, and Manami felt warm and fuzzy, thinking that Sandy Night had just been harsher on herself.
She took off her tight jeans, and under the white cotton bottoms the V-font, two thick-lipped protrusions… unbuttoned her denim shirt, her lace bra held her bosom tightly, and a thick milky scent seeped out from between her low-slung valleys.
In front of the mirror, Manami surveyed herself carefully.
‘I’ll be sure to cheer up.’
Looking at her sweet self in the mirror, Manami regains her confidence.
What Mami didn’t realize, however, was that the mirror was what is known as a one-sided mirror, meaning that one side of the mirror was mirrored, while the other side was transparent like a window, allowing her to monitor the mirror’s every move. Now Mami is like a king in new clothes, unaware of her nakedness.
Putting on her pure white dress, Manami smiled brightly at herself in the mirror.
The manager’s office was also located on the eighth floor, and when she knocked on the heavy door, no response came.
“I’m sorry…”
She opened the door and entered, no one visible at the calfskin couch or desk.
Manami looked at the spacious manager’s office, the gorgeous Persian carpet on the floor… Faint human voices came through a half-open door.
Manami tiptoed over to the door and heard what it was…
“Uh-huh… ah…”
The woman’s oblivious lewd cries.
Manami held her breath and peeked inside. This is… this is…
Manami was so surprised that she ended up sitting on her butt, fortunately without making a sound.
The pupils, dilated by fear, spread out into a thin sheet, like a cloth screen that constantly showed male and female sexual abuse, unpleasant scenes.
‘This… what…’
Saya, who had just been an ice-cold strong woman, was kneeling like a dog between Kurosu’s wide-open legs. Her waist was as slim as a goblet, and her little mouth between her thighs opened and closed greedily… The sticky, transparent saliva dripped down, glistening on the inside of her thighs with a crystalline sheen. She was completely naked, except for the metal “dog collar” around her neck and the diamond-studded high heels under her feet.
“Kurosu, my great king, Shayoi’s ‘sister’ can’t take it anymore, so do the right thing and get in here and screw me!”
Saya’s face with its deep features was twisted into a ball, smeared with wet mucus. With the long, black-bearded shawl in her mouth, she was familiarly blowing on… that thick, strong thing… Manami felt a flush in her palms, and that sticky, wet feeling returned.
“Shut your doggie mouth and lick me good. Mmmm!”
“Yes, Sandy Night shouldn’t talk too much.”
Sandy Night’s marble-smooth cheeks bulged out in large chunks, the tip of her tongue flicking the skin of the flesh wrapped around them layer by layer, and her breasts looked like two bouncing white rabbits.
“What the fuck, what did I raise you for? Get it through your head, let me fuck you, you’re more like eating shit for me.
”
Blackbeard lit up a cigarette, and on one side he kicked her breasts with the toe of his shoe.
“Uh huh… please forgive me. Yes, I’m not even worthy to lick Mr. Kurosu’s asshole, reward me! Mr. Kurosu, anything that flows from your big treasure is the most nourishing drink for Saya. Ummm…”
The white rabbit’s protruding eyes were red as if they were ready to bleed.
From the half-open door, Manami could clearly see the small mouth between her strands gradually splitting open, the dark red inner walls twitching like earthworms in a ring, and the scent of wildness mixed with perfume, sweat, and secretions from her lower body swooped in like a net, and captured, Manami felt her stomach tighten and convulse as a wave of acid surged up.
‘Ju… I can’t believe such a dirty thing…’
Mami hadn’t had any experience of real gunfire between a man and a woman yet, and it all seemed so ugly and unbelievable to her that it was a picture of hellish suffering.
Chapter 2: Public Confessions
“My good brother, reward me with a drink quickly!”
Sandy Night’s face twisted out of shape as the huge thick black rod plunged deep into her throat.
“Bitch, cheap, drink it all up for me.”
The throbbing man-root erupted with searing, fresh milk.
“Eh! Ahhhh!”
Sandy Night’s mouth pouted tightly, her throat twitching like a crowing frog. However, there was still a trace of sticky silk dangling from the corners of her mouth.
“Idiot, are you intent on staining the carpet?”
The foot lifted, and with a thud, Sandy Night’s body fell like a sandbag to the far side of the room.
She moaned in pain as she began to lick up the carpet with her tongue.
“Big brother please forgive me, I didn’t mean to do it, I will take responsibility for clearing it up.”
Kurosu didn’t even look at her, got up and straightened his pants, and was about to live outside.
Manami, who had been crouching in the doorway to peek in, seemed to see him grinning smugly at himself.
“No… don’t come over…”
Her legs were shaking so much she could barely stand up straight.
“Devil! Mommy, I want to go home!”
Terrified, Manami ran out of the manager’s office and just scurried down the hallway like a trapped bird, hoping to find a way out of the place.
She yelled as she did so, unable to wipe the tears from her face.
Finally, with a thud, Mami’s body hit something and was bounced to the ground.
“Where to, miss?”
It’s a tall man in a black suit. (In CROSS, these burly men are ostensibly the so-called security personnel, but in reality they specialize in doing sneaky, unseemly things for the manager.) Mami stood up to run in the opposite direction, but was hugged from behind by the other man, with the kind of power that comes from strong arm muscles.
Yes, for the date with Yuji, this person must have been involved in the ambush… “Let go of me, help me! I want to… I want to go home.”
Jami’s mouth was covered with a wet cloth soaked in anesthetic. In her confusion, Kurosu’s smiling mouth grew wider and wider, like a bottomless black hole trying to swallow her up…
As she came to her senses, Manami realized that she was lying in her room, a cold cage with four concrete walls… With a click, the door opened and Saya was standing there.
“Awake? The manager wants you to come over.”
Saya regained her cool and haughty demeanor, and just now… like a bitch in heat, she… Jenmi began to feel dizzy again.
Following Shay Night, Manami felt her pace grow heavy, and a feeling of powerless despair hit her.
‘I… I can’t escape from here anymore.’
“Manager, I brought Mami.”
Mami stopped at the door, she couldn’t stop shaking.
Sandy Night pushed her from behind and escorted her in.
“Oh, I was waiting for you.”
When the black-bearded manager swiveled his black leather office chair, Manami’s heart barely skipped a beat in fear.
“You will be the newcomer that we at CROSS are striving to promote, and we will make sure to mold you into the successor of the Diva…”
Blackbeard sat comfortably and lit a cigarette.
“Now, we need to get to know you better. On the one hand, as information for publicity, we also need to archive it.”
Manami noticed the small cannon of cameras set up behind Kurosu.
“Sandy Night, begin!”
“Yes, Manager. Mami Sato, stage name Mami Watanasu, born March 21, Showa 52, Aries, type A.”
Suddenly, Kurosu gave her a wink.
Hiss… Saya violently pulled down the zipper of Manami’s dress and peeled it off.
Mami’s skin was bathed in a rose-colored glow, but it couldn’t hide the stiffness that came from her overstimulation.
“What… what are you doing?”
She crouched down, hugging her body tightly to keep any more spring light from leaking out.
“Height 154 centimeters, circumference 33, 22, 34 inches… so beautiful, stand up and let the manager take a closer look.”
“Mami, don’t be afraid, this is purely a work requirement, I have no intentions towards you. Of course, as a manager, the more in-depth knowledge you have about your artists, the better.”
Mami didn’t believe him for a second, was this what was called a deeper understanding?
“Let’s get a good look at True Beauty’s 33 inches.”
Saya undid the clasps on Mami’s back corset and ripped it off hard.
“No, you give it back.”
Mami shielded her chest with her hands, her frail body shrinking into a ball. Saya’s hand squeezed in hard, her long nails painted with bright red cardamom gripping Mami’s tiny buds hard.
“Stand up and show the manager.”
Fingertips razor-sharp on the tender buds.
“It hurts. No, let go of me…”
“Stand up or I’ll pinch you off here.”
The strong stinging pain made Manami barely stand up.
“That’s more like it! You should’ve been a good boy earlier, you’re such a brainiac.”
“Oooo… it hurts.”
Sandy Night’s hand remained on her chest. Seeing Mami now would soften the heart of any hard-hearted person.
“Now answer my question properly. Mami, you’re the only child in your family, aren’t you?”
What a big fucking deal.
“So, when was the first time you had that one come?”
“Um… why are you asking me this?”
“Answer quickly.”
Sandy Night’s hand squeezes hard.
“You let me go! I’ll say just that, in the fifth grade…”
“Hey, hey, quite precocious. I’ve heard that the more precocious a girl is, the better she is… Hahaha… Bust size 33, a little small.
Sandy Night, how does it feel?”
“Excellent, Manager. Delicate and elastic, even I’m mesmerized. It’s a bit small, I can cover it with one palm, but it’s really soft…”
Sandy Night’s hand stroked up wantonly, again propping and gently patting from different angles, carefully measuring every inch.
“Don’t…”
“Yes, the nipples are starting to respond, although they are a bit raw… Manager, first class.”
“Don’t… don’t look at me.”
“That’s beautiful. No one likes a squirmy girl. If you have such good qualities, you should show them off for everyone to see! Well… not too big, but luscious, standard papaya breasts… you don’t need to be a boobie, the company will just give you the image of an innocent girl next door.”
Kurosu savored the beauty before him.
“The manager is pleased with your figure, wonderful.”
Shayoi’s fingertips began circling her bud, and Manami felt the sizeable spikes of flesh on the pink zone bulge out, one by one.
“It’s beautiful, haven’t tasted anything this good yet, have you?”
“No… no…”
Manami’s words broke off, the pain at the tips of her breasts from a moment ago having been completely replaced by a mind-blowing pinch.
“Let me ask you, have you ever played it yourself?”
“┅”
“The manager was asking if you’ve ever fucked yourself, why, it’s beautiful, it must be? I just rubbed the tips of your tits together a few times and you were already babbling like crazy.”
Sandy Night slammed on the power.
“It hurts, give me a break!”
“It’s the kind of thing you can just check and see.”
Kurosu reached for the intercom…
“Wait, manager, Mami’s personal life is under my charge, I should be allowed to do this kind of thing.”
“Okay, just let you do it.”
Blackbeard gave a command to the outside, and immediately someone brought in something that looked like an operating table, the only difference being that the hands and feet were secured with iron refining, a typical SM torture table.
“It’s beautiful, lie down.”
“No, let go of me, you perverts.”
Kurosu and Saya set Mami up on the dais, her arms and legs firmly immobilized, with only her thin bottoms between her wide-open shifted legs as her last line of defense.
“Uh…”
“Let go of me, you…”
“I advise you to be a good boy and accept my examination, it tastes good.”
With that, he pressed his face close to Mami’s lower back.
“It still looks dry!”
Sniff hard.
“Huh, it smells like pee. Can’t help it, little girl?”
“Help! Put me down…”
The tickling, nourishing stirring of feeling Saya’s snort being blown into her fairy hole made Mami squirm.
“That’s beautiful, I think I know the answer to that. Why, aren’t you the little slut who often touches herself here and ahhhs and ahhhs and ahhhs and ahhhs?”
Sandy Night stroked two plump petals with her fingers.
“What… what are you doing?”
“Don’t move yo! It’s no joke to repair this place.”
Tiny balls of pearly flesh jutted out, and Sandy Night flicked on them.
“Ah…”
An electrifying tingling sensation spread throughout his body.
“The little bean has swelled up so big, it will be fun to draw circles on it.”
With that, she used her slender fingertips to ripple from the inside out, watery.
“No, don’t…”
‘No, I absolutely cannot give in…’
Despite that thought, under the command of the Magic Wand, who was well versed in all kinds of teasing games, the simple Mami couldn’t help but feel a bone-crushing pleasure.
Her original twisted expression of fear changed to one of painful, soothing flatness.
“It’s so beautiful, it’s starting to flood. Mmm… it’s really sensitive.”
Waves of watery white goo oozed out, the soaked areas of the bottoms began to turn transparent, and the swollen flower shapes became more pronounced.
“That’s beautiful, and frankly, you must fuck yourself like that a lot!”
“No… I didn’t.”
“Don’t even admit it, look for yourself, it’s already wet.”
Saya stretched her nectar-soaked fingers out in front of Manami, the dangling mucus glistening with a lustful sheen.
“I hate…”
“Mami, that’s a very incorrect attitude yo! It’s a good thing, every normal woman enjoys it.
”
She put her finger in her mouth and sucked on it with relish.
“Mmm, sweet and sour is delicious.”
“No… I don’t like…”
Mami’s words were whispered hypnotic murmurs as she became less and less conscious, falling into endless pleasure like she was on LSD.
“Let’s see you keep your mouth shut.”
Sharp nails clamped down on the bean.
“It hurts, I don’t dare!”
“Good boys get lollipops.”
“Okay, I’ll say, I… have gotten it myself once.”
“Once? Hahaha, do you think we’re idiots, one time and we’re already this wet.”
The bottom of the panties were soaked, and the pink petals came through, like they were giving it a leaky color.
“That’s all there is to this question, the young lady seems to have a lot of potential anyway. Again, you’re a virgin right?”
“┅I am.”
“Hey, that’s one of the reasons we’re looking at you. It’s just that, since you’re a virgin, how do you get in there when you play with yourself?”
“Didn’t… didn’t go in!”
“So how did you play it?”
“Outside… up there…”
“That? This one?”
Really beautiful little beads are moisturized and crystal clear.
“That, uh… that’s the place.”
“Okay! Believe you this time. But you’ve always tasted a man’s lollipop, right? Nowadays, girls are so refined that they blow and walk the path with others all day long, and they even sluttily scream everywhere, saying that they are virgins.”
“No… I’ve never done that… that kind of thing.”
“I’ll let you taste it now!”
Sandy Night’s hand vibrated up from side to side between Mami’s full petals.
“AHHHHH…”
Mami’s pretty body was bathed in a rose-colored sheen as she continued to wriggle on the narrow torture table.
When she was sent back to her room, Manami was already exhausted. She could no longer understand what was going on, being stripped naked on a platform, answering the most intimate questions, Saya’s wandering fingers… and, most importantly, having an arousal reaction…
Dimly, Manami wanted to take a shower first to clear her head.
An inexplicable wave of shame washed over her at the sight of her naked body in the mirror.
‘Yuuji, I’m sorry for you. Now, my body is so dirty and filthy…”
Large teardrops slid down his cheeks.
‘Even my last innocence will soon be lost, Manager, that devilish man…’
Mami’s hands caressed her smooth, delicate skin.
‘No. Instead of letting that beast take it from me, I’ll do it myself.’
Manami was determined to make her last stand.
“Uh… it’s less painful…”
Mami grabbed the powder blue soap in her hand.
“Yuji, Yuji’s fingers slowly slid over my body… over my round breasts…”
The long, powder-blue bar of soap was like a cowering, timid hand, carefully stroking its way up the body.
“Ah…”
Mami cupped her jade breasts and let the water spill down like a hot kiss.
“Yuji, fuck me, it’s so big…”
Mami lewdly spoke up, some never-thought-of teasing words just naturally shouting from her lips.
She reached down with one hand to the tropical bush beneath her, the knotted beads of her buds bulging into a mass, the narrow valley overflowing with sweet-smelling nectar.
“Come in, play me harder, harder…”
Imagining the pressure on his body, Yuji’s gentle and passionate face faded away, replaced by what he had just experienced…
Kurosu’s thick, charcoal-like rod was thrusting straight into Manami’s soft brain… “No, no…”
The snake-like flickering tongue of Ms. Shay Night, the blood-curdling male root between her fiery red lips… Manami became even more excited, and her waist swung dramatically in response to the movement of her fingers.
“I… what a strange feeling…”
At this point in time, the middle finger is about to poke the still-opened honey pot.
“It hurts…”
A strong tingling pain drove away the pleasure that the gods and spirits had just soared through.
“No, why not?”
Frustrated, Manami began to hate herself, her body, her fate… “Yuji, I’m sorry, I can’t do this… I miss you so much…”
Crying out in pain, Mami crouched down on the rough floor tiles, letting the hot water spray all over her body.
Unbeknownst to her, this was being watched by Broken Man with a cold stare.
Chapter 3 – Meat Stick Microphone Audition
The next morning, Mami woke up in a daze, momentarily confused as to where exactly she was.
That is, until the door was opened and Miss Sandy Night, resplendent in her peach suit, walked in.
“Did you get any sleep?”
“Uh… okay…”
Looking at Shay Night, who had regained her cold beauty, it was hard for Mami not to be attracted to her. Especially after her tutelage yesterday, Sandy Night, as the first woman to bring her the experience of sexual pleasure, was seared into Mami’s flesh, becoming a secret between the two of them.
“Starting today, we’ve got a flurry of activities for you, starting with an album audition, and in the evening you’ll be accompanying a political and metallurgical celebrity. I’ve brought you some pretty clothes, you can’t dress too shabbily as an idol star. Come on, you can change into one first.”
In front of Mami, who was wearing a long white one-piece dress, there were piles of colorful assorted clothes.
“Thank you.”
Sandy night smiled. She smiled, like the spring breeze melted the cold winter snow, the whole house is like leaking on the color of clothing pattern.
Mami picked out a short red plaid skirt and a pale silk long-sleeved shirt, then placed them on her body and compared them.
“What do you think, Ms. Sandy Night?”
Manami spun around and cocked her ass in an innocent manner.
“Well, it’s cute, let’s get going! Everyone’s still waiting in the studio.”
Following Sandy Night’s gentle steps, Manami almost forgot about her captivity.
The elevator stopped at the first floor. Pushing open the dark, heavy glass door of the recording studio, already inside, in addition to the manager Blackbeard, there was a young recording engineer and a short, fat, middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.
“Good morning, everyone, I’m Mami, please be kind.”
“Wow, you’re very polite! My name is Yabuki, and I’ll be your instructor, so please teach me as well. Then let’s get started!”
He pulls Mami into the recording booth and Mami, who hasn’t sung in a long time, starts to get nervous.
Fieldwood sits down at the piano and opens the lid, playing some simple creeping sounds that match the pronunciation.
“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.”
“Well, it’s a beautiful sound, but it’s not pronounced in the right place. Here, pronounce it from the belly like this.”
Fieldwood grabbed Mami’s hand and placed it on his protruding belly.
“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.”
“No, no, not for you to scream. By the way, let’s enjoy some beauty and see if that helps.”
He winked at the videographer.
‘Fuck me, it’s so big… come in, play with me harder, harder…’
On the TV screen in the recording studio, a naked Manami appeared in the shower… “No, don’t look.”
Mami crouched down and covered her face with her hands. A close-up of Mami’s private parts was appearing on the screen, with a slender white finger wandering in front of her secret pink hole.
“Heh heh… Did you hear me clearly? That’s the sound… mmm ah ah ah… Ms. Jenmi, your wonderful voice gives me the urge to create something.”
The front of Fieldwood’s pants stump bulged with blowback.
“Don’t touch me.”
“Good girl, Mami, let your teacher teach you the correct way to pronounce it.”
Fieldwood pulls down the zipper and pulls out the hard microphone inside.
“Pronunciation begins with opening your mouth wide.”
Fieldwood pinched her high nose.
“No, let go of me.”
Unable to breathe, Manami gasped through her mouth.
“Mr. Fieldwood, you… don’t…”
Fieldwood’s big microphone gradually approached… and finally, it squeezed hard into Manami’s plump lips.
“Ah…”
A putrid odor of rotten fish came right up.
“This dirty thing…
Crystalline tears streamed from the corners of Mami’s eyes.
“Mmmm, that’s nice, what a wonderful sound such a soft and supple throat should make.”
It was thrust deep into Mami’s throat.
“Ahem…”
Because of the sudden intrusion of the foreign object, Mami’s throat twitched violently, and a feeling of wanting to vomit came over her.
“Okay, now you can start pronunciation practice, do Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So once.”
‘I can’t do it, no, I can’t do it…’
With the huge male root stuck in her throat, Manami was about to pass out.
“Mami, do as your teacher says. Once a man gets an erection, he won’t let go until he gets it out, so you’d better behave!”
Sandy Night’s magnetic voice came through the loudspeaker, causing the dimly realized Manami to quiet down a little. Thinking about the fact that there was no longer any possibility of her escaping, she had to tough it out.
“Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So.”
With each sound Mami made, her tongue went to the top of the thick pillar.
“Hey, got too much spit on it. Here, use your hands to get it off.”
Fieldwood grabbed Mami’s hand and put it on his dark throbbing rod.
Mami’s big beautiful eyes were tightly closed as she wished that this was just a nightmare and that she could wake up quickly and get away from it all.
“Now, when you inhale just breathe into your mouth and when you exhale just slide down. Yes, this will improve your range very quickly.”
Mami’s long hair, which emitted a floral scent, drifted as she bobbed her head. She resisted the strong urge to vomit, letting the large trunk of the field wood hit the soft earth in her throat again and again. The pungent odor of sour milk permeated the small recording studio.
”Yuuji, you’re there, I’m in so much pain!”
In order to get this over with as quickly as possible, Manami sped up her own pumping motion.
“Good, great. Ah! The rocket is going to launch.”
Manami felt the male body shaking like a muddy earthworm in water before it ejected a large amount of white yogurt.
“Aaah… kindly.”
The corners of Mami’s mouth dangled down in a silky stream of liquid, her first taste of a man’s life-giving fountain, and she felt so fishy and smelly that she hastily spat it out.
“That’s beautiful, why don’t you take your teacher’s reward. You should know that it is especially good for your vocal cords.”
Fieldwood takes that smelly rod and waves it in front of Mami’s face, wiping the drooping liquid on his hand while insisting that Mami lick it with her tongue.
“Just give me a break! Mr. Fieldwood, I really can’t.”
Mami pleaded pitifully, her face covered in tears and the man’s fishy body fluids.
“Okay! That’s all for today’s lesson, so practice harder in the meantime, yo.”
“How’s it going, recording?”
Blackbeard asked the recording artist.
“Eh, it’s perfect.”
“That’s great, it’s perfect for the soundtrack of Manami’s album. Hey… I don’t know what that Yagi kid is going to do, he’s the best at this kind of music.”
“Better?”
Mami, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts, crouched on the bed, still sobbing from one sob to the next.
“Mami, I know that you have suffered a lot, and I know that you care about father.”
Sandy Night’s gentle tone, like spring rain in a long drought, moisturized Manami’s parched heart. She gently kissed Manami, and the two lips pressed together like flower petals.
“Jami, you’re so pathetic…”
She withdrew Mami’s bottoms, and the pink cleft beneath Mami’s body was revealed, like a slightly opened mouth.
“Ms. Sandy Night, what are you doing?”
“It’s beautiful. I see you as my own sister…”
Sandy Night took out a strip of ointment and applied it to Mami’s hidden spot.
“It’s hot…”
Sandy Night chose a pair of pale yellow cut-out sheer bottoms for Manami to wear over a small floral one-piece dress.
Sandy Night applied a light colored lipstick to her and then tied a white bow around her head.
Mami looks like a real live French doll now.
“It’s beautiful, it’s beautiful, let’s go!”
Kurosu was already seated in the minibus as it raced through the brightly lit night of Tokyo.
Mami wasn’t in the mood at all to enjoy the stunning night view from the window, her attention was focused on her privacy.
It turned out that what Sandy Night had applied to Manami was a powerful passion hormone, and as soon as the drug kicked in, the intense stimulation would cause a tingling itch and tingle at the place where it was applied, so that one would have to fuck hard to make it work.
Now Mami is really fidgeting a bit.
“Mayumi, the person we’re going to meet now is Mr. Arakan, he’s a celebrity in politics and business. I’ll warn you first, don’t make any trouble for yourself and obey him in everything, or else you won’t even be able to keep your home when the time comes.”
“I… I know.”
Like she was trying to hold back the urge to pee, Manami clenched her legs together, her ivory-white inner thighs rippling with veins.
”Ms. Saya, what exactly did you rub on me…”
The car stopped in front of an elegant restaurant in Kagurazaka. Walking through the polished solid wood corridor, Kurosu stopped in front of a small room with a lighted lamp.
“You wait here first.”
Kurosu pointed a finger at Manami.
“Sorry to interrupt.”
Then it was hauled off into the room.
What kind of person was this? Even someone as high and mighty as Mr. Kurosu had to bend down and bow up… Manami thought, and couldn’t help but get a little shiver down her spine.
In the past, I had read in the newspapers and on TV that he was a man of 60 years old with a reddish complexion and a fat face. Moreover, it was said that he had connections with the triads… This is the darkness of the political world.
“Kurosu, you’re here.”
“I’m really sorry to have to labor to bring you here to meet up with me in your busy schedule. However, the goods this time are top-notch, so you’re guaranteed a good time.”
The muscles in Arakan’s face hung loosely and reddened at Kurosu’s comment.
“Mr. Araiwa, with all due respect, you’re really getting older and more energetic now. It’s beautiful, come in, show Mr. Araiwa.”
“Sorry to interrupt.”
Manami walked in warily.
“Come on, come on in, sweet little girl.”
I don’t know whether it was nervousness or discomfort in her lower body, but Manami couldn’t walk two steps before she fell on the tatami mat. Turning to Mr. Araiwa, the two white peonies on her chest were slightly exposed, and Araiwa swallowed hard.
“I’m sorry…”
Mami sat up in a hurry and straightened the clothes on her body. Because she was sitting on her knees, she felt her lower body like it was being gouged by a small hand, and it tickled oddly.
“That’s okay, I like confused and pretty girls the best. Come, have a drink with me first.”
Arakan reached out and wrapped his arms around Manami.
“Your name is Jami, isn’t it? Here, let me take a closer look at your face.”
A pungent smell of alcohol sprayed in, and Manami turned her face to the side as she saw out of the corner of her eye the figure of Mr. Kurosu closing the door and leaving.
“Turn your head, little girl, is Uncle that scary?”
‘Don’t create any trouble for yourself… you won’t even be able to keep your home…’
Mami’s ears rang with Kurosu’s admonition.
“Uh…”
“Hahaha… this chick talks straight, I like it. Not only little girls like you, but many men who have seen the world also tremble when they see me. Heh heh…”
Arakan went to lift the hem of her skirt with his age-spotted hand.
“Please… please stop.”
“Come on, don’t be so formal, let uncle see your hole.”
Arakan suddenly grabbed Mami’s ankles and pulled them away to either side.
“Ouch!”
Mami collapsed, her legs high in the air, her pale yellow sheer bottoms exposed, her bottom like two slices of lemon dipped in Aiyumi ice.
“Oh, it’s so so cute. What’s going on when it’s already wet like that?”
Ever since being coated with a large amount of Passionate by Ms. Sandy Night, Mami’s lower body has been leaking like an unsealed faucet, dripping and leaking nonstop.
“Please let me go!”
Arayan brutally pressed down on Mami, I can’t imagine that he still has such a good stamina after nearly half a century, Mami struggled to get free for a long time and still couldn’t do anything about it.
“Hahaha, eighteen year old girls who are pining for sex are all like this, they pretend to be shy on the surface, but with just a little bit of touching, lewd water will nourish and flow out.”
Like a fat piece of buttered arakanite paralyzed on Mami’s soft body.
“No, help!”
Arakan’s alcohol-filled mouth covered Mami’s hooter.
“Girl, don’t say those silly things. Be good and I’ll help you and the old man.”
‘Old man?’
┅Daddy, Manami’s struggling and writhing body stopped.
“Isn’t this the time for you to repay him and raise you so beautifully?”
Mami immediately became very submissive.
‘You can’t even protect your home…’
She wiped away her tears and stood up against the stinging pain in her lower back.
Reaching out to unbutton her dress, the small floral dress floated down like a cloud, revealing Manami’s tender and perfect body. Her thick breasts rose upward like ribbons of color, her slender waist was a fluent arc, and under the hollowed out transparent bottoms, the sparse grass was hidden.
Under the falcon-like gaze of Arakan, Mami withdrew her bottoms.
“Beautiful, beautiful, you really are the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”
The real beauty of ivory white, porcelain-like transparent skin stirred up the desire to gnaw on Arakan.
“Come here, come, give uncle a hug.”
Arakan hastily stripped naked and lay down. His large belly, wrapped in several layers of fat, rose and fell with his rapid breathing, swaying like a waterbed.
Mami slowly undid the bow on her head and walked towards him sluggishly.
“Once a man has an erection, he won’t let it go until it’s vented.”
As long as, as long as I can get him out before he intrudes… Yes, that’s it.
Mami didn’t realize that such tricks wouldn’t fool an experienced older man.
“Mr. Arakan, Mami would like to serve you to the best of her ability, so please do help my father.”
Mami deliberately cried out as she crouched at Arakan’s feet, one hand reaching down into his fat, swollen lower belly to grasp the limp, broken-finger-like prick.
“Hey, hey, that’s a filial and good boy.”
The male hatred of Arakan is still completely silent.
“It’s not so easy to get started when you’re older. Here, let uncle suck your nectar and refresh yourself.”
He said, about to pick up Manami in a hug.
“No. Let me use my mouth.”
Manami forced herself to take in the male body that emitted a foul odor. She closed her eyes and felt like a stinking mess had been shoved into her mouth.
“Oooooh, that’s mesmerizing.”
Manami twirled her tongue as she had done in the studio during the day, but… Mr. Araiwa’s place was still soft.
“Mr. Araiwa, is it possible that Mami is bad and has upset you?”
Mami’s dainty voice was full of aggravation.
“It’s not that real beauty is bad, uncle is old and has to drink the girl’s sacred water to stand up. Come on, show uncle your lovely little flowers…”
Despite feeling a million times more ashamed, Manami did as he said, and Arakan buried his head into her cherry-colored petals.
“Ahhhh!”
Mami moaned as Arakan’s tongue flicked her swollen, juicy petals.
“That’s beautiful honey water is delicious. Oh, it’s sour, unopened red wine, yo!”
“Arakan-san, you’ve gotten bigger too, just a little longer.”
“It’s beautiful. You like it, don’t you?”
Manami didn’t know how to answer at all. But thinking that she had to act excited to get him to come out faster, she deliberately shouted.
“Mr. Arakan, yes. Well… it’s beautiful and happy!”
Even though she was only pretending, Manami was still shy about her whiny cries of pleasure.
“Come, my innocent little girl, uncle is going in lo!”
“No!”
Mami sped up her pumping motion, trying to use it to stop Arakan’s intrusion into herself.
“Uncle’s lollipop smells and tastes so good, I want more!”
Manami said the most obscene thing she could think of. Little did she know that mature men were the generals who dominated the battlefield.
“Don’t try to cheat, little bitch.”
Arakan’s roar seemed to come from the ground as he violently picked up the frightened Mami and threw her onto the tatami mat.
“Ah…”
Arakan, who was a good uncle a moment ago, looked like a different person.
“Want me to get it out before I go in?”
Arakan’s obese body crushed Mami’s breath.
“I’ve seen a lot of these little tricks. There was once a girl who cried and played the shawl for me for two hours and ended up going back bleeding. Jami, don’t try to cheat your great uncle! Hey…”
“Aaah…”
Arakan squeezed her tightly, binding her hands and feet with the straps of her bathrobe on one side.
“You are a bad boy, and the old man of the house will feel ashamed of you, and now uncle will punish you.”
He ripped Mami’s legs apart as he did so.
“Let go of me, don’t, please forgive me…”
The crack between his legs looked like a torn wound.
“It’s so beautiful. Come on, say it out loud, say that Uncle’s lollipop smells and tastes so good.”
“Oooo…”
Shocked, Manami sobbed.
“I hate it when people lie to me. But I’ll punish those who try to lie to me.”
Arakan’s manhood was as strong as an iron bar. He rubbed it back and forth against Mami’s secret place, like a sword that had been refined by fire.
“Please… spare me…”
Mami’s voice squeezed out from between chattering teeth.
“Come on, louder, I love to hear little girls sing when they fall red. Uh-ah ouch, what a wonderful melody.”
He slashed the large knife, which was stored with lustful energy, into Mami’s body.
“AHHHHH…”
Manami’s shrill hiss cut through the surrounding silence, what a pain-filled and desperate cry it was.
Chapter 4: Humiliated on the Stage
“AHHHHH…”
Arakan’s male body was like a big fat maggot crawling around Mami’s secret place.
“Hee hee… it’s good… it’s good…”
“Oh, ah…”
“It’s still really tight! Harder, harder, Uncle Big is about to reach his destination!”
Mami’s inner diameter was a thin skin that wrapped tightly around Arakan’s razor-sharp blade. With each swing, blood oozed out.
“Aigoo, you’re happy that Ms. Kyohei Manami has become a woman, aren’t you?”
“┅Ah, it hurts, help, help!”
Manami’s long, dark hair flowed like black rose petals flying in the air.
Her face was twisted into a ball, and what ran down her cheeks was indistinguishable from tears or sweat.
“Succubus, it hurts, doesn’t it? The more it hurts, the better I feel, hahaha…”
“Help, let me go!”
Arayan’s fat, spotted hands rubbed Mami’s breasts so hard they looked like ripe peaches.
“Lai Lo! Uncle is going to ascend to immortality.”
Manami’s slender body shook like grass in a raging storm.
“AH, AH…”
Along Manami’s taut abdomen, the volcano of the Arakanese rock erupted with reddish lava, and her body melted into this blazing heat, and then gradually turned cold and stiff…
“Haha, that was wonderful.”
Like a fossil solidified into a thousand years, Manami lay there in a coma, not moving a muscle.
‘Mami Watanabe’s latest comeback single: Winged Angel. The most naked confession on a hot summer day.’
The slender body wrapped tightly in pure white, translucent lace, the pure eyes of a young girl, the innocent smile… everyone’s dream girl, Mami Watanabe, was back again. After half a year’s rest, Mami’s pure girlishness already had the flavor of a young woman in it.
Starting in June, Manami’s promotional activities on the coal body were enthusiastically launched, and her sweet smile brightened up the whole of Tokyo.
In the midst of all this commotion, there was only a pair of cold eyes, looking at the glittering posters in the broken glass window, as if they wanted to see through the eyes of the beautiful girl in the posters, to see clearly the sorrow and sadness hidden beneath her smile.
The night before the song club, Mami, who had been busy with preparations all day, lay in bed feeling inexplicably frustrated.
Though now Mami puts all her focus on her work, hoping to use it to forget about all the misfortunes that have befallen her.
But whenever I dream in the middle of the night…
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
“Who?”
“That’s beautiful, it’s me, Saya-san.”
Mami jumped up from the bed and opened the door. She slammed her arms around Saya, wrapping her arms tightly around her neck, and her mouth pressed into it.
“¡¡Mmmmmm¡¡¡?”
Salty tears mingled between two entwined tongues.
“What’s the matter, Mami, sad to be alone?”
“Saya-san, Manami feels so empty…”
“Okay, my little boy, Sister is here to help you, get your clothes off.”
“¡Yes…”
Mami nodded obediently, that was all the comfort she could get from Saya, right?
The experiences of the past few days had left an amazing legacy on her, the tips of her breasts towering like two beacons of light, attracting lips that searched in the heaving white waves.
“That’s so cute, so beautiful, you’re already a little woman who knows how to flirt. Come, let your sister apply the moisturizing of love to you.”
“Sister Saya, don’t do it! If I put that on, I’ll be wet all day and won’t be able to do anything. I have to go to a concert tomorrow.”
“Silly boy, this way your fans will be more miniature.”
Saya picked up Mami’s bottoms that she had thrown on the floor, the long strip in the center of the bottoms was sticky and wet, leaving snail-like traces of crawling.
“Hey, hey, you little slut, let’s see how I can spare you.”
Sandy Night rose to sniff the bottom of his soft, wrinkled pants.
“Saya-san, I’m sorry.”
“Hey, don’t deny what you’ve done. Now you are the most seductive, really the so-called Venus of the East, angelic face, devil’s body, there will be how many men to worship under your pomegranate skirt ah.”
Saying that, Saya took out the same ointment as last time. Despite not being very willing, Manami obediently laid down.
“Here, sister help Mami put some compresses on it.”
Mami’s face was red with shame as she clasped her legs with her hands, both feet tilted up like a little Baby about to change her mommy’s diaper.
“What a beautiful little hole is showing.”
Mami’s pussy was so taut it made you want to live with a marble in it.
“My good sister, don’t torture me, come on!”
The fingers of the sandy night coated with kinetin are like cold, wet water snakes crawling up the mysterious jungle of true beauty.
“Aaah…”
The water serpent transformed into a blazing fire that burned along Mami’s curved narrow path. The anesthetic-adulterated kinetin worked quickly.
Over the past month, Mami had become quite accustomed to this intense stimulation. Like an alcoholic or drug addict, Manami had become a slave to this aphrodisiac.
“It’s raining, raining, raining…”
Mami’s petals sponge up with this mesmerizing venom.
“Sister, this place… it’s so beautiful here…”
Mami used her hand to spread the two bulging petals, revealing round, full dewdrops in the center of the flower.
“Little slut in such a hurry, you haven’t even said hello to your sister yet.”
“I’m sorry, people actually want to.”
“I’ll count on you to know what you’re doing, so come on!”
Sandy Night took off her fuchsia robe, revealing her body like a grape with its skin peeled off. Her body has the perfection of a mature woman, but the most special is her skin, in addition to the general white, there is a kind of bath in the mist of the haze, as if it is too white instead of letting people see, is a piece of white cloud that tempts every man to chase.
Of course, it’s fine if you want to say she’s a snake charmer, she’s a first rate master when it comes to kink.
Sandy Night nonchalantly crossed her legs and sat right on the face of the reclining Shoulder Beauty.
“Your sister hasn’t bathed yet today, taste it, it tastes great.”
Sandy Night’s swollen mussels pressed tightly against Mami’s mouth and nose, leaving her on the verge of losing her breath.
“Uh-huh…”
The tip of Mami’s tongue flicked open the clam shell of the sandy night like a knife, and she took in the juicy, thick flesh.
“Zi Zi… There’s the smell of urinary acidity.”
“Come on, help your sister clear up in the back too.”
Mami’s tongue curled into a tiny circle and shoved like a gangplank into Shay Night’s backpath.
“That’s beautiful, you’re even kinkier than your sister, yo!”
“Sister Sandy Night, don’t bully me, let me have fun too!”
Sandy Night’s hand groped Mami’s private parts.
“It’s only been through once and it’s already so smooth?”
Saya’s thin fingertips were like little spoons in Mami’s honey.
“Aaah… Sister, it hurts!”
“What, are you still hating on someone for taking your purity hard? Here, let Sis use her fingers to get you used to being screwed.”
“No, don’t, Saya-chan, let Mami go!”
Saya’s aphrodisiac-coated fingers slipped easily into Mami’s secret passage, but it was difficult to go any deeper with the overly tight inner diameter.
“Still trying to be tough, if you keep this up Sis is going to get tough.”
“Saya-san, have mercy on Manami!”
Mami’s voice hardened, and Saya gave up when she thought about how bad that would be.
When she wedged her legs between Mami’s legs, the two in an overlapping X, she began to twist her waist, letting the four flower lips touch open and closed like a fish’s kiss.
“It’s beautiful, come on! Let my sister take you on a trip to Wonderland.”
“Sister, sister, it’s hot!”
Clear nectar dangled between two tightly rubbed lips of dark flesh.
“It’s so beautiful, come and be one with your sister, let’s be together, together…”
“Sister, sister, I…”
The lustful duo of the innocent beauty and the mature voluptuous woman lasted for a good two hours.
Mami’s concert was held at a pub in Shibuya, which is actually CROSS’s way of getting money, just to drive business to his own pub.
The dusk of the 6th was very hot and muggy. Nonetheless, there was a huge influx of fans into the pub, most of whom were 18 and 19 year olds who were specially dressed up to look good and were all cooler than cool.
In the dressing room, Mami looks at herself in the mirror and feels strange when Saya calls her from behind.
“Well, it’s beautiful. Does the dress still fit?”
“No, Saya-san, how can I go on stage dressed like this?”
Mami’s upper body was a low-cut vest of black leather, the top side of which was cut along Mami’s full breasts like two dead leaves covering them, and the red cherries under the dead leaves would be exposed if she wasn’t careful.
Under the front cross part was her hidden white body.
The white ruffled skirt was folded up in layers, but it could not cover the thin pink bottoms… “What are you talking about? Isn’t this the day we’ve worked so hard for?”
“But… but wearing this will be wearing out.”
Mami’s eye frames reddened.
“That’s beautiful, you take your bottoms off.”
“Huh?”
“Give you more nourishment and you’ll have guts.”
“No, then I can’t even sing.”
“Mami, don’t forget, it’s not up to you now, you can blame your confused father for selling you to us.”
With that, Sandy Night peeled Mami’s bottoms off and applied a generous amount of aphrodisiac to her.
“Don’t, oooh…”
Tears slid across her made-up, pretty face.
“Another lucky thing for you.”
Mami’s secret path was stuffed with a gizmo that looked like a ball.
“What… what is this?”
“It’s a vibrator, so if there’s a cold spot, I’ll…”
“ah… ah…”
Mami clamped her legs tightly together and squatted down.
“Mami this will make the scene even more HIGHER!”
The drumming of fans came from outside the door.
”Let’s welcome the new comeback national beauty queen-Mami Watari Otter.”
It was pitch black on all sides, and when Mami suddenly appeared in the circle of the spotlight as if she had descended from the sky, a cheer went up from the audience.
“DONG, DONG, DONG…”
The melody of electronic dance music plays, and the bass-heavy rhythm knocks on people’s hearts, provoking the urge to dance hot.
‘Angels with broken wings can’t spread their wings and fly…’
On stage Mami danced in stride, two bulbous red balls on her chest ready to pop out, jumping once and twice, everyone’s eyes rolling in the same rhythm.
There was only one spectator whose sight was so rigid that his gaze was like a cold knife.
He was Yuuji, who grew up playing with Mami.
He couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched Mami, dressed like a stripper, on the stage. Mami, once held in his arms and owned only by him, was now everyone’s plaything, a guest of ice cream to be savored together.
When it came to the interlude, Mami spread her legs and made her upper body twist dramatically.
‘Luckily… it’s all done well up to now.’
Manami, who was dancing to the melody, suddenly felt a strong vibration underneath her.
‘How did that happen?’
Like being jacked up out of her bottom in the air, Mami’s entire body was spinning around this wobbling rod.
‘I can’t sing anymore… my head is so dizzy, I can’t.’
Just as the interlude was about to end, a strong purple smoke suddenly erupted from the corner, like the air reddened by the exhaustion of corn flowers, and seeped into the audience’s body.
‘Indulge in the fragrance of my body and listen to my soft whispers. Come, come, follow me to paradise…”
Enduring a burst of intense stimulation, Mami’s singing voice trembled into a seemingly wandering thread in the air, and Mami’s recorded lewd cries in the background were instead transmitted more clearly into the listener’s ears.
The honey-soaked pink bottoms clung to her bottom, big ripe, dripping strawberries.
‘It’s so beautiful… it’s so beautiful that it’s flooding…’
Yuuji, who originally had a serious face, was also staring at the small, soaked pink flag underneath the pure white saree. He felt that his flagpole was rising a little, and had the desire to hang it and wave it around.
‘Together we come to the place where angels dance. Where Angels dance, Where Angels fallingdown ┅”
The whole scene just reveled in this lewd and weird atmosphere.
‘Uh-huh, Where Angels dance, Where Angels falling down ┅’
Mami dropped to the floor in a flash, her mesmerized expression gradually fading into the darkened stage.
“That’s beautiful, we’ll always love you.”
When the lights came back on, Mami was gone from the stage, and all that was left was a full house of lads stirring like bulls in heat.
Yuuji pushed his way through the crowd and squeezed his way backstage to the dressing room.
”This isn’t the real Zenmai, I must rescue her and return her to her original innocent appearance. Otherwise, she’ll be corrupted forever.”
Just as he was about to break into the backstage…
“I’m sorry, but outsiders are not allowed in here.”
At the backstage entrance, two burly men hold up Yuuji.
“You beasts, what have you done with Manami? Give me back my Manami, you guys give me back Manami.”
“What, are you going to let me knock you out again?”
“You… You’re the guys who sneaked up on me that time! Give me back my true beauty, give me back my true beauty!”
Yuuji yelled in desperation.
“What is it?”
Sandy Night appeared in the depths of the hallway.
“Oh, it’s you again, you brat, what’s the matter, still not dead?”
“What did you robbers and bandits do with Manami?”
“Hey, hey, young man, speak politely, what can we do to her Missy, she’s the one who likes to be the public’s mistress and become an idol herself.”
“Liar, it was definitely you guys who locked her up and coerced her.”
“Junior’s, speak with a conscience. Well, since you say so, let you see for yourself, or you still won’t believe it.”
The big man released him.
“Here, over here.”
Following Saya, Yuuji arrived at the dressing room located at the end of the corridor.
“She’s in there, take your time talking to her yourself!”
‘Jenmi is in there, Jenmi, I’m coming to save you…’
Yuuji couldn’t help but tense up as he puffed out his chest before twisting the door handle.
Yuji first saw her in the background, with her bare shoulders twitching like a fierce… The mirror reflected Manami’s silhouette.
The low-cut vest was ripped off, Mami’s black fingernails crawling like tiny ladybugs on the round, swollen red globes, her pink bottoms tossed aside as she spread her self-satisfied legs in the mirror, the cleft of her secret hole beating like a heart.
Mami drew the vibrator in a circle in her plump, fleshy lips as love juices gushed out like a tidal wave.
“Aaah… come in, sister, my good sister…”
Yuuji’s vision stiffened like a cursed stone elephant.
‘You don’t think I’m casual, do you?’
That last night, with tears in her eyes, Jami’s trembling lips… now cried out, “Lick me, good sister, harder…”
Thinking back to when we used to walk home together hand in hand, whenever the wind accidentally blew up her sailor uniform skirt, revealing the pure white cotton bottoms underneath, she would hold it down with her hand, and then blush and say, “Bad Yuji, turn your head away!”
So easily blushing…
“Ah… going to go, good sister…”
In that moment, Mirror Mami’s ecstatic and exuberant sight overlapped with Yuuji’s gaze.