A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated Chapter 1: Prologue

Who rembers the last ti they beca aware of their own walls?

I rember. Because it was shocking in its own way.

It was when I was still young. I'm at an age where I enjoy watching animations for girls.

It was when I happened to find a cartoon of an animation I was watching in my uncle's room that I ended up in.

Having only watched animation, I read the comic book without even thinking about it just because it depicted pretty characters I knew.

However, what was depicted in the comic book was not what I expected.

What I expected was a story about pretty and cute characters defeating villains and protecting their daily lives with the power of love and friendship, but in the cartoon, the main character lost to the bad guys who used cowardly ans.

I lost, tore my pretty outfit, and rolled on the floor...

There was sothing behind it too. Sothing that good children cannot see. So I didn't see anything. Yes.

At the ti, I was just disappointed and moved on. I just got annoyed and asked why there is a comic book like this.

I learned much later that that experience had an irreversible effect on .

As I get older, my body and mind grow, and I now have sexual knowledge and desire.

Having a healthy body with no problems, a moderate sexual desire, and having accumulated sexual knowledge through various dia, I masturbated at intervals of about once every few weeks.

I didn't know if that was the average masturbation frequency for won my age or not. Well, even though they talk about it anonymously on the internet, they don't seriously discuss masturbating every few days.

Anyway, that frequency was just right for .

Therefore, that day was just one of those routines that return at regular intervals. A slightly pleasant routine.

However, my body got a little hot, so I was looking for a side dish on the Internet to use for masturbation, and I found an old magical girl cartoon I used to watch.

It wasn't that strange cartoon I saw in my uncle's room. At this ti, I already knew that it was not just a cartoon, but an adult doujinshi, but anyway.

What's important is that looking at that magical girl character reminded of the content of the cartoon I saw at the ti.

In the original animation, he was a strong protagonist who always defeated villains brilliantly.

She was the main character who worked together with her friends to overco even when she was in danger and ended up rolling on the floor and covered in dust.

He was the main character who always tried to beco stronger in order to protect his precious daily life.

At best, he was caught by the villain's cowardly tactics and was helplessly subdued, and his clothes were taken off...

She probably didn't put in the effort just to be treated in vain like that...

While thinking about that, I suddenly realized that the tissue paper I had packed to prevent the chair seat from getting wet was soaked.

What? Why is this wet?

I didn't like much water. I don't know what other won are like, but putting a few sheets of toilet paper under their buttocks was enough to prevent the chair from getting wet until I finished masturbating. I wouldn't say this is a lot.

But today, I haven't even started masturbating in earnest yet, and I'm already horny. The chair seat is made of a material that is difficult to clean, but it was annoying.

Of course, cleaning up chair sheets is an important task, but there was sothing more important to .

Before I knew it, my love juice had flowed out enough to wet the toilet paper, and then I realized that my nipples were so large and hard that I had never seen them before, and even the sound of my breathing beca heavier.

I had to do sothing to keep my body from getting so excited that I wondered what would happen if I got hit with a dicine I had only seen in novels.

Even if you stay still, it will subside over ti, but why are you this excited? If you masturbate now, it must feel perfect, right?

As soon as I couldn't resist the temptation, I put my finger to my crotch like I usually did.

"Tsk... !"

A feeling of pleasure passed through as if a tingling electric current was penetrating my entire body, centered around my clitoris.

Ah, I don't know this feeling... Before I even thought about it, my body started rubbing my labia as I wanted.

Um.

Let just say that I had the best orgasm of all ti that day.

And then I realized that I was lying face down on the desk, trembling, wrapped in the afterglow of my climax.

Ah. This is my castle wall.