Warning: Explicit and Disturbing Content~
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Maintaining composure had never been so difficult in my life. The excitement that knowing I would be discovered if I let my mask slip, if I stopped controlling myself for a second, caused fluids to soak my entrance.
That made me pause for a brief second, a moment as fleeting as a blink.
When did I start referring to myself with female pronouns?
Perhaps it started when my other half stared at me for a second longer than necessary. Perhaps it was when I stared at him for a second longer than necessary.
Perhaps, it all began when my fingers first searched for that area I had tried to ignore during the first stage of my new life. When the tingling of my lips made me sigh, writhe, and soak myself in sweat.
Perhaps it began when he melted his lips into mine. When his feelings of love, affection, caring, and desire hit my being through that unique connection that makes both of us one.
In any case, now I don't mind saying it out loud. I am Her. I am a girl. I am a woman, I am Terumi Mei.
That is my reality now, and I no longer reject it, but embrace it. I am happy.
Once I accepted that fact, something truly ironic happened. I, who had been forever changed, was finally able to reconnect with an old part of myself.
That part that almost condemned me to a horrible hell in death. My perversion.
I admit, I was a total degenerate in my other life. Or should I say we were a degenerate? Anyway, when my connection with Tetsumaru was consummated, many strange ideas came to my mind.
Truly perverse things that we saw through a screen and masturbated to so many times. Things that I now want to experience with my body.
One of them I am putting into practice right now, while my classmates and my other half chat casually around me.
And no one has noticed. Not even Tetsumaru, with his shinobi senses granted by the Kage he embodied in this life and the connection that allows him to feel what I feel, has noticed it all these days.
Sometimes I feel guilty for him. For the way I've behaved, for the nights he came to get into my bed and I sent him away. But everything I do, I do for him.
For us, because I am still him and he is still me.
—Gosh! Look at the time. Hehe, I think I should get going— Mina said suddenly, realizing the day was slipping away.
The others nodded in agreement. Some of them needed to take the subway to get home, so it would be better to leave soon.
I politely said goodbye, excusing myself by saying I had to wash the dishes while my other half accompanied them to the door.
Minutes passed, the chatting continued a little longer. When I made sure I was completely alone, I closed my connection with Tetsumaru and gasped over the sink, my legs trembling and a multitude of sensations running through my lower back.
Constant palpitations sent waves of pleasure and a little bit of pain, persistent contractions that emitted imperceptible sucking sounds.
Now it was bearable. A few days ago, it was painful and uncomfortable, hence my bad mood that has confused my silly other half so much.
That made me smile, stifling the low moan that almost escaped me. Tetsumaru, so serious, so cold, yet so innocent and tender, thought he did something to anger me.
His bewildered expression made me want to jump on him and devour him, but I was stronger. I repressed those desires, so much that not a wisp escaped through the bond.
Last night I thought I would finally do it, but I was scared. That's why I used Thirteen's interruption as an excuse to go back to my room and better prepare myself.
But I can't postpone it any longer. Treating Tetsumaru like this is not fair. The poor guy is desperate to get inside me.
Tonight. The resolution burst in my chest and I squeezed my thighs, my expression forcefully returning to normal. Tonight, I will give him everything.
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Night fell over the city of Musutafu. A black-haired shinobi with an impassive face was reviewing some notes in his room when he was assaulted by a sudden and overwhelming sexual appetite.
A chill ran down his body, he got goosebumps, and his breathing increased. He turned to the door, which was slowly opening.
A young woman with a slender but slightly toned body entered with slow steps, completely naked.
Tetsumaru's black eyes swept over Mei's delicate neck, her prominent breasts, the marks of her half-formed abs, the trimmed brown patch of hair in her crotch, and her slender legs.
She raised her face proudly, cheeks flushed. She wanted him to see her.
Mei dropped to the floor before Tetsumaru could say anything, crawling on all fours toward his position.
He remained seated on the bed, enjoying the show, although a bit confused by this new facet.
The kunoichi climbed up with a predatory smile, pushed Tetsumaru's notepad away, and slid onto his lap, lying down with her rear elevated so he could see her efforts.
And he did.
The shinobi's eyes widened upon noticing a door-knob-like object protruding from Mel's hole.
The object shook each time the pink hole of the girl contracted, sliding slightly in and out.
—Fufufu, I've been preparing this for you, Tetsumaru. Do you like it?— she purred as her anus throbbed, emitting wet sounds that were like music to her other half's ears.
Tetsumaru nodded, his eyes drawn to the sensual and lascivious movement of the dildo. His hand rested on the object, twisting it gently and causing Mei to gasp.
He withdrew it slowly, admiring how the lips clung tightly, as if they didn't want to let go of the object of their pleasure. The flesh expanded when the wide tip emerged, beyond what Tetsumaru had imagined possible.
He quickly realized that the proportions were similar to those of his member. He then understood Mei's words.
She had expanded her capacity so that he could penetrate her without pain.
—How...?—
—Shh. That doesn't matter. Do you want to try it, don't you? Go ahead. It's all yours— she interrupted his question, encouraging him to give in to his impulses.
With an agile movement, Tetsumaru stood up and withdrew the object at once with apopthat made Mei shudder.
He took off his clothes and jumped onto the kunoichi's ass, burying his face between her buttocks, opening them like a book with his hands.
His tongue ran through the place with avidity, tracing circles around the entire edge until finally entering, stirring up its interior. Mei bit her lips and clenched the sheets, the fleshy sensation much better than the rigid object she practiced with.
She brought a hand to her mouth and spat, signaling Tetsumaru to prepare himself.
The kunoichi caressed the member with the saliva-covered hand, stimulating it and soaking it.
—Ready... Do what you want— she whispered sensually, her tone sparkling with expectation, her mind receiving Tetsumaru's impatience to enter once and for all.
He pressed her down, exerting his dominance as the head of his penis brushed against the throbbing hole of the girl.
The pressure increased and Mei gasped. Her flesh was pushed, expanded, welcoming her other half.
There was some resistance, but the sensation did not send pain to Mei, only pleasure. Pure and raw pleasure.
—Hnggh!— both gasped in unison as Tetsumaru entered her, his waist lowering until their bodies were completely joined.
Mei arched her back, raising her ass to receive it all inside while Tetsumaru pushed down, penetrating to the base.
Neither moved for some seconds, the agitated breathing, sweat decorating their bodies and the fullness reached by the shared sensation and multiplied through their bond.
It was the shinobi who came out of the stupor first, his hips moving on their own. Slow at first, each thrust taking a moan from Mei.
And then the bed began to resonate in the room, groans of pleasure and effort intertwined in a lascivious symphony that did not stop until several hours later.