Haruto lies on the bed after completely stripping off his clothes, but still keeps the gun close on the table not too far from him. I climb onto his abdon, placing my hands on his chest to support myself.
’This is so humiliating’ I think as I slot my pussy onto his cock. I guess the worst part is being wet with it because of this damned lustful body I think this was the worst body so far.
Since all it’s given is lust and missing limbs, the previous body had a disease, but at least it didn’t have anything as humiliating as excessive lust, so I co across as a total nymphomaniac.
I start moving my hips up and down, adjusting to his cock the best I can. My love juices lubricate enough that the movents aren’t painful.
’It’s uncomfortably big...’ I’m not used to the size, so it hurts a little, but of course the masochism kicks in, making feel pleasure from it even though I don’t really want to.
"Hmm" I let out an involuntary moan as my pussy clenches, the sound of flesh impacting flesh increasing as I move my hips faster.
"Shizune, that doesn’t impress at all."
’...’
"W-What do you want to do?" I montarily glance at the gun, but return my attention to him.
"Surprise ," he simply asks to surprise him what a complete asshole.
"..." I use my hands to accentuate my breasts as I move faster on his cock, making my boobs jiggle in a sowhat exaggerated way. I have no idea what he likes, so I can only try various things.
My movents beco a bit erratic as I do things I’m not used to, while love juices trickle down my legs.
’Tsk...’ He doesn’t even react at all. I lean down, ’embracing’ him as I move my hips to rub his cock against the walls of my vagina.
’I-I want to cum and he doesn’t even seem to care...’ I start kissing him as I orgasm, containing my moans. My pussy clenches tightly, gripping his cock, but he still doesn’t cum.
’Is he made of iron or sothing? What does he want from ?...’ I don’t know what else to do. I grab his hands and move them to my large breasts, which are one of the biggest highlights of this life.
"P-Please, could you squeeze them?"
"Hmgmm" He starts squeezing and pulling them roughly as I move, breathing with so difficulty. Even though I’ve trained a lot, this is a different kind of effort.
"Aaah aaah hmmm ghhhmm" I start moving more forcefully as I cum again, each deep impact of his cock generating a strange and painful pleasure that runs through my body.
My pussy clenches from cumming again, while I feel his cock pulsing inside . I keep up the rhythm of movent, slightly speeding up the sounds of liquid and impact spreading through the room.
With one final strong thrust, he cums at the sa ti as . I feel his warm sen being poured deeply into as my body trembles with pleasure.
"..."
"Y-You won’t remove my arm, right?" I speak while taking ti to breathe well. In the end, I’m doing this to keep my arm, so I obviously would ask.
"I told you to surprise , not make cum. I’m not at all surprised by what you did, Shizune. Any woman is capable of that."
"..."
"W-Wait, I’m not done..."
’W-What do I do...’ I get up from his cock, sen and love juices dripping as I think about what to do.
"M-My mouth, how about using that?"
"Shizune, there’s nothing surprising about such a thing, you know?"
"B-But in a different position! I-I’ll lie on the bed with my head hanging off, and you’ll be outside the bed while you do the movents!" I saw that in pornography, so it must be useful, and in this case, he’ll be the one doing the movents, so he can’t complain.
"...Okay." He gets up from the bed. I lie down on the bed on my back and let only my head hang off, opening my mouth and waiting for him to spare my arm.
’He moved away from the gun...is this trust?’
"Hhhgffff" He shoves his cock into my mouth, and it’s worse than I thought. His cock goes deep into my throat, pressing it upwards while his balls slap my face, forcing to close my eyes.
’This hurts...’ It’s a new experience, and even in it, my pussy gets wet. Honestly, it’s ridiculous how I’ve beco a masochist, but I guess I prefer it this way pleasure is better than pain in this situation.
I start licking and sucking enthusiastically as he moves in and out. I feel the reflex to spit it out, but there’s no way my throat pressed upwards leaves an obvious bulge when he’s inside.
"Hmmmm HMMM" He grabs my throat and squeezes, suffocating while keeping in place. To help make this ’surprising,’ I start squeezing and molding my breasts, even though I orgasm and cry a little from being suffocated.
The bitter taste of sen and love juices is also unpleasant, while I feel his balls slapping my face due to his accelerating movents, the sll also intoxicating, which only excites more.
Each thrust hits deep in my throat, making gag while I tear up, but at the sa ti, love juices trickle from my pussy as I squeeze my breasts.
I can’t see his expression, but he seems quite excited, as his cock is extrely hard, and he’s moving quite actively while squeezing my throat to generate more pressure.
His cock soon indicates that he’s about to cum, as he thrusts deeply into . I also reach my climax, squeezing my breasts reflexively while he cums, making swallow it all.
He pulls away as I breathe heavily, coughing a bit.
"Not bad, Shizune." As he says that, I quickly get up, throwing myself forward and grabbing the gun, aiming at him and trying to shoot his leg.
"..." Nothing happens.
"What did you expect? It’s jamd," he says with an irritated and sowhat surprised expression.
He quickly runs up to , and to avoid him, I throw the gun at his face, hitting and injuring his head, while I run, kicking the door open and running through the corridors.
’D-Damn!! H-How was I supposed to know it was jamd! I’ve never used a gun before.’ I didn’t expect this I thought I could immobilize him and then escape, never thinking it would all go wrong.
Bang
I quickly turn the corner as he shoots.
"H-Haruto, let’s talk!" I yell, knowing he’ll hear while I run. The mansion is very large, so I have ti. I try to kick the window, but it doesn’t work, showing it’s bulletproof glass.
"Sure, Shizune, I’ll talk to you with a bullet in your head," I hear him yelling, his voice extrely irritated.
’I-I need to escape.’ Hiding won’t work it’s obvious he’ll find .
Bang
He shoots again, and I can’t believe he’s already gotten closer a bit. Fortunately, the shot hits my arm and just dents it a little, showing the incredible resistance of these prosthetic limbs.
I enter a random room to escape, as only the arms and legs are durable. If I get shot elsewhere, it’s a guaranteed death. I look around the room, searching for anything I can use to protect myself.
In the end, I know the situation is my fault, but no one can judge for trying to take advantage of any chance I have at freedom. Besides, the gun was there, available, so it was obvious I would try sothing.
If I think about it, it may have even been on purpose. But his reaction was so angry and surprised that maybe he didn’t expect to have the courage to resist after the threats.
In the end, what I was left with was barricading the door and holding a chair to hit him with if he enters. I’m stronger, but I don’t have fighting skills to deal with a professional assassin slightly injured in the head.
"..."
’It’s so quiet...he...isn’t going to try to co in?’
"H-Haruto? C-Can we talk? I-I wasn’t going to kill you, you saw I aid for your leg." I try to convince him not to kill , and for that, we need to talk.
"..."
"H-Haruto?"
’Is this so kind of psychological ga? Is he going to stay silent, waiting for to open the door?’ This is so unfair. In the next world, I won’t be so naive I’ll distrust everyone around , whether they’re family, friends, or strangers. They’ll have to earn my trust.
I trusted that Haruto would help , and in the end, this bastard did this and didn’t even care about shooting .
"..."
Bang
"..." I fall to the floor, feeling pain. I can’t move, and I feel sothing warm trickling down my body. Any movent is impossible.
But it’s obvious that Haruto entered through so secret passage and shot in the head from behind, ironically preserving my appearance, just as he had said he didn’t care about keeping only my body.
’D-Damn...T-This hurts...this is unfair...damn you...damn Sayuri and the damn Yanderes...’ I think as my consciousness fades.
I hate this. Pain is all that’s left for . Is this really my destiny? Whenever I try to resist, I’m killed by soone... In the end, is all that’s left for to kill to avoid being killed? If I hadn’t been afraid of that and had killed Haruto, this wouldn’t have happened?
I could have taken advantage when I hit the gun on him to beat him up there’s no way his head could have withstood my punches. But I didn’t want to be an assassin, and now I’ve been killed for it.
If I don’t kill, will I always be killed? Then is my destiny either to give up and let myself be killed, or to kill? Is my destiny really an irony to escape the sin of betrayal, so I’ll have to sin in other ways?
I don’t understand Sayuri. This is simply ridiculous and extrely unfair. Haven’t all these deaths and sufferings already made up for the betrayal I made with her?
So in the next world, if I’m soone terrible just to survive, could anyone really judge ? I don’t think so.
In the end, I can barely think or move, just feeling pain and my blood dripping as everything fades.
I swear that in the next world, I’ll live as I want. Fuck Sayuri, the Yanderes, and normal people I want them all to go to hell.
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