What, Failure to Transition!? Volume 4 Chapter 11 (Patreon)

Chapter 11 – Ruining the Dresses 1 ※

The moment he opened his eyes, Donna was already gone.

Actually, Yoichi was already awake when she woke up but pretended not to notice because Donna tried to leave quietly without telling him.

“Goodbye, sleepyhead. Chup.”

After a light shower and dressing up, Donna said that last, kissed Yoichi lightly on the lips, and left the room as she was.

“Sigh… I might as well take a shower, too.”

After confirming that Donna had gone out, Yoichi put all the clothes that got dirty and disheveled inside [Infinite Storage+]. That includes what he was wearing, so he became completely naked.

“Oh, right. The couch…”

When he looked at the spot where he and Donna had indulged the act, he was dismayed.

It is because he saw that the leather sofa, which looked utterly expensive, was utterly soiled with the various bodily fluids of the two of them.

“Yep… this can’t be good.”

Judging it also has to be returned to its original state, Yoichi put the dirty sofa into the [Infinite Storage+] together with the clothes. After using the maintenance function to separate the dirt, he put it back in its place.

Then Yoichi took a shower.

After getting into the shower room and washing himself thoroughly, especially his crotch which had become sticky, he returned to his room, only to find Karin and the girls already sitting in the living room.

“Looks like someone had a good time last night… Kuhehe…”

It was Karin who spoke first.

She told Yoichi a line he had heard somewhere before, along with a teasing smile on her face as she covered her mouth with her palm.

“Donna said that it was you who told her to come here.”

“Oh dear, I guess I’ve been found out. Haha…”

Yoichi was not quite sure what Karin’s intention was in sending Donna to him, but he decided not to mention any further, thinking there was no point in digging too deep into the matter.

Apparently, Alana and Misato were also aware of last night’s affair with Donna but did not seem to have any particular feelings about it.

(I feel like I’m being spoiled for some reason…)

With this in mind, Yoichi decided to slightly change the subject.

“By the way, where did you all stay last night?”

“W-we stayed in another room in this hotel, in courtesy of Charley.”

Misato was then who answered the question.

“Nfufu. Charley and I had a girls’ talk until late.”

“Umu. She’s quite a good conversation partner. Also, I never thought I’d have such a good night out with just us women.”

(It seems that last night was fun for all the women… I just hope that what they talked about are nice things.)

Perhaps Charlotte had an agenda in mind when she prepared the room for Karin and the others and became their companion?

Nevertheless, Yoichi was not worried. Even if Charlotte was planning something or divulging unnecessary information, he could just take away the magic tool for communication he gave her and ended their relationship for good.

For Charlotte, this would be a big loss.

“Uh, Yoichi… can you also fix these up?”

Karin and the rest each had the dress they wore yesterday on their bodies.

However, they were now dirty and tattered from the rampage at the hideout.

“Of course I can. But why?”

“Well, we’re leaving tomorrow, aren’t we? So we thought we might as well enjoy the casino as much as we can while at it.”

Misato and Alana seem to have the same idea, as they nodded at Karin’s words.

And so, after Yoichi used his skills to make their dresses as good as new, they head out once again to the casino.

〇●〇●

When they arrived, Ed greeted them with a beaming smile.

“Everyone, please enjoy yourselves to the fullest. We have already pulled an extra effort on our side so you won’t have to worry about anything.”

Upon receiving them, Ed spoke in his same welcoming tune, but with added connotation in the end, as if he had some grasp of what happened last night and the information about the trafficking ring.

(Well, whatever. That is one thing. This is another.)

And as the manager of a casino hotel, it is Ed’s policy to always be fair.

“Okay. Then let’s enjoy ourselves to the fullest, shall we?”

With that, Yoichi and the others scattered to their favorite games.

“Well, I guess I’ll just play as usual today.”

Yoichi, who no longer needed to earn money at the casino, decided to play without using [Appraisal+].

Since he had enough money to spare and no longer cared about winning or losing, he chose to enjoy the games for real. However, now that his desire to win is gone, aka his greed sensor had vanished, Yoichi started winning from there like a twist of fate. As a result, Yoichi won quite a lot at Texas Hold ’em and Craps, which he played just for fun in a state of near normalcy.

“Yawn…”

Thinking that he might as well play the slot machines, where winners and losers are determined by the machine regardless of emotion, Yoichi went to the slot machine area, only to find Misato yawning as she monotonously pulled the lever.

Seeing that she was winning in her own way again, Yoichi sat down next to Misato, thinking with the absurdity that the slot machines, too, were influenced by the person’s mood.

…that the more excited or nervous you are, the more the chances it will make you lose.[1]

“Are you tired now?”

“Huh? Ah, Yoichi!?”

Misato, in a daze after monotonously playing the slot machines, did not notice Yoichi sitting beside her at first. She only noticed his presence when he called out to her.

“Uhm, this… but I’m having fun too. Really…”

Misato answered Yoichi’s question with some hesitation.

“Are you sure?”

“Uhuh.”

“I see.”

After that, Yoichi did a little stretching, then he spoke again.

“You see, I’m a little tired now, so I thought of resting in our suite. I came to pick you up, seeing you’re bored, but if you’re still enjoying it, I guess I’ll have to go on my own. Sorry to disturb you.”

Yoichi glanced at Misato while deliberately stretching his body again, but the woman looked at him wide-eyed before turning her head away awkwardly.

“Well, you see… I might be a little tired, too…”

“Then, shall we take a break?”

“…Un.”

Misato’s cheeks were dyed red as she said this in a soft voice, and kept her gaze down all throughout as Yoichi guided her to the suite.

〇●〇●

“Kyaaa!? Umm, Yoichi?”

As soon as he entered the room, Yoichi picked up Misato like a princess.

“If it’s a place to rest, then it’s got to be a bed, right?”

Saying so, Yoichi entered their bedroom while carrying Misato and laid her down on top of the bed.

“Also, you’re wearing a beautiful dress. It would be a shame to remove it here. Can it stay on? If that’s okay with you…”

“Eh? Ah, yes. Or rather… feel free…”

It was clear to them that they were not going to rest as soon as they arrived in the room, so Yoichi thought he might as well go on it right away.

Yoichi rolled up the fluttery dress that hung above the knees first.

“Oooh, it even included a garter belt!”

Seeing the lace garter belt that appeared from under the skirt, Yoichi was dazzled.

“I-is it weird?”

Misato asked with a hint of uneasiness.

“No. I think it looks great,” to which Yoichi replied.

And after telling Misato this, Yoichi buried his face in her crotch, shifted her panties, and reached his tongue into the crack.

“Hyaaan! Y-Yoichiiih… wait… so sudden… ngyuuuuhh!!”

Then, he moved his tongue along the flesh that had been exposed the moment her panties were pulled down.

Soon enough, the crack opened slowly, and love juices began to slowly secrete from the depths.

“Hyaaah… ahhhn… nooo…!”

In the midst of it, Misato held Yoichi’s head as if to resist. However, the hand holding him showed little to no resistance, as if she was only doing it as an act. A quick moment later, her hips trembled from the accumulated excitement.

Yoichi, mesmerized by this, hardened his tongue and slipped deeper into the crack, continuing to lick the mucus-filled walls with intensity.

“Hiieiee! Cumming! Even though I’m still wearing my dress… I’m cummiiiinngg…!!”

Misato’s body stiffened once again, and she climaxed.

Sensing this, Yoichi stopped licking and raised his body.

“haaa… haa…”

Misato, too, looked at Yoichi with slightly vacant, moist eyes, out of breath.

“Misato…”

When he called out her name, Misato only let out a rough breath and did not respond.

So Yoichi continued his words.

“I want to… fuck you with the dress on… can I?”

Misato’s eyes widened a little at that line. She had just had her panties slightly pulled down and had not removed any of her clothes.

But in that outfit, Yoichi wanted to violate Misato.

“Like I said… feel free, Yoichi.”

Misato looked away in embarrassment as she told him this in a soft voice.

“In that case, here I go.”

Unzipping his trousers and exposing his member through the front opening of his trunks, Yoichi began thrusting his member into the mating orifice, which had once climaxed and was sufficiently loosened up.

“Nhaaa!”

Misato, who welcomed the member into her hole, panted briefly and leaned back.

But Yoichi no longer cared about this. In fact, he no longer cared even if his tweed pants get dirty, as he is now fully determined on inserting his meat stick further in.

“Aaahaawaahaaawaaahh! Yes, Yoichii… more…!!”

So, from there, Yoichi screwed his shaft deeper inside. He also shook his hips more violently, as if letting his momentum carry him away.

But because he was swinging his hips unreservedly while the zipper was just open, it would make contact with Misato’s genitals, making scratches and causing the woman some mild pain.

“Ahhnuuhh… over there… that spot… it’s prickling me…”

“S-sorry! I’ll take it off right away!”

Yoichi hurriedly stopped his waist and put his hand on the belt at Misato’s appeal, but suddenly, a warm hand covered his mouth and another hand stopped the hand on the belt.

When he looked down, he saw Misato smiling with tears in her eyes and shaking her head in a full and small way.

“It’s okay, so please… keep… going.”

“But…”

“Don’t pull it out… and fuck me all the way to the end…”

With a little ingenuity, he could still remove his pants without pulling out his belt. But if Misato wanted him to continue doing this, it would be better to continue, or so Yoichi thought, so he began moving his hips again.

“Ahh aahh! It stings, but… it’s okay… it also feels good…”

Whenever Yoichi shook his hips, Misato’s hair, which was pulled up in an updo, would become disheveled.

In her moist eyes behind those glasses, he could also see his figure reflected on it, even though it had tilted its place from the violent shaking.

Misato was in a state where she didn’t even remove her clothing. Yet, right now, Yoichi felt it was even more arousing than when she was fully exposing her skin.

Yoichi is was almost fully clothed. Even his exposed parts were hidden by the skirt.

But the heat he felt between his legs, the wetness clinging to his meat stick, and the obscene sounds echoing through the room made him feel that they were firmly connected, even though he could not see them.

“Ahhahhhaaa! Cumming… Yoichiih, I’m, I’m cummiiiinngg!!”

“Me too, I’m about to cum too…”

“In that case, let’s do it together… togetheeerrrr!!”

When he was finally approaching his limit, Yoichi searched for a weak point in the vagina with [Appraisal+]. After finding it, he rubbed his meat stick against it, focusing on that spot.

“Aaaaaahhhh! Cumming cumming cumming cummingcummiiiinnngg!!”

“I’m coming, Misato…!!”

“Nhaaaaa! Pump it inside, please give it to me insiiiideee!!”

――Blort, splort splort splort.

Just like what she commanded, Yoichi climaxed alongside Misato, releasing semen in the vagina that was squeezing him in a tight grip.

“Mmm… mmhh… so full… yet it keeps on coming…”

Feeling it flowing into her vagina as she let out these lines, Misato smiled satisfied, though it was a bit funny because her glasses was slightly out of alignment.

“Nn… haa… Muh…”

After his ejaculation settled down, Yoichi pulled out his meat pole.

And the moment he did, semen came pouring out of the vaginal opening it was plugging, which peeked out from the side of the shifted panties.

It started dripping to Misato’s buttocks, staining the inner part of the dress’s skirt and leaving a puddle of sticky mess underneath.

〇●〇●

After a short rest, Yoichi encouraged Misato to take a leisurely shower.

However, instead of adhering, she only squeezed the semen out of her pussy, wiped her crotch in the toilet, and took off her skirt and panties. This was to have them repaired with Yoichi’s [Infinite Storage+] later before putting it back.

“Misato… that’s so erotic.”

“Eh…?”

Yoichi could only mutter this at the sight of her partner, still dressed in a full dress on the upper half of her body but now with only garter belts on the lower half, and fully exposing the panty-less precious parts for Yoichi to view.

Yoichi’s rod was swelling again at this point.

“Can we do it one more time? I’m very hard again.”

“But we have to get back soon…”

“Please…?”

“…I guess it can’t be helped.”

Upon conceding, Yoichi made Misato place her hands against the wall, making her buttocks, which were now only covered by a garter belt, stick out.

“I’m going to start from here, okay?”

“Yes… feel free to… ram me in the back… hyahn!!”

Leaving only his rod exposed through the zipper, Yoichi thrust himself behind Misato at once, as he had done so the last time.

“Ahh ahh ahh aahhh!”

Supporting her body with his arm around her torso, with his other hand also grabbing her ass a little roughly, he was relentless, as if this time he was enjoying the feeling of the erotic orifice.

“Noo, aahh, it’s hitting all the way to the back…”

The tip of the rod stimulated the cervix repeatedly.

And with each time the cervix was prodded, the vaginal canal would undulate and throb, as if her uterus was descending due to the climax she was receiving.

This aroused Yoichi even further.

“Ahhha! Yoichiiih!! Im going to cum agaainnn…!!”

“Me as well! Here it comes, Misatoo…!!”

Blurururut, splort, splort, splort.

“Auhhn… ahh, my legs are…”

“Whoaah!”

In the middle of the climax, Misato lost power on her legs and fell to her knees, but just about she would hit the floor, Yoichi rushed in and supported her body.

This is all while he’s filling up her cervix with his cum and feeling lost in the pleasant sensation.

Then, he pulled out his cock when his ejaculation was over.

“Mmh…”

After the rod was removed, blots of semen rushed out from the vaginal opening, which had been left sloppily open.

It was almost like a flood.

“Aah… it has gotten dirty…”

It was what Misato spoke in pity as she saw the white mucous streaming down her legs, already soiling the stockings underneath.

In the end, Yoichi also cleaned the dirt on the dress.

After making Misato wipe her crotch in the toilet yet again and putting on the skirt and underwear that had been thoroughly cleaned and fixed beforehand, they returned to the casino.

After returning to the place, they ran into Karin.

“My, what are you two doing here?”

“Uhm, you see, Karin. I, I was resting in my room with Yoichi until just now. We just got back.”

“Ohh. In the room with Yoichi, you say?”

At Misato’s reply, Karin gave them both a meaningful look,

“I-isn’t Karin a little tired too?”

…only for Misato to add this to her line after, as if telling something else to Karin.

“Mmh, I think you’re right. I may be tired as well.”

Karin then approached Yoichi with light steps and entwined her arms around his.

“I’m sorry, but… can you take me to our room as well? I think I need some rest.”

“Ah. Okay. But you see…”

Indeed, Yoichi already understood Karin’s intentions, even eager to take advantage of it. But he still had one concern.

His gaze then fell on Alana, playing a game at the nearby blackjack table.

“Ufufufu, she’ll be fine. She’s already remembered the rules.”

Karin, who noticed that Yoichi was looking at Alana with an indescribable expression, lightly supplemented as if to relieve him.

There, Yoichi found out that After playing slots and then baccarat, which has relatively simple rules, Alana has learned to play blackjack, which has slightly more complicated rules.

(No, isn’t this at the level of being addicted?)

The sight of Alana staring down at the cards at the blackjack table left Yoichi more than aghast but also indicted him a certain wave of awe.

Yoichi didn’t directly see Alana’s appearance playing baccarat. Still, he has heard from Karin that she was both happy and sad with bloodshot eyes earlier. It means she was almost equal in terms of the percentage of wins and losses, despite her worn look.

But now, the princess knight, now a blackjack player, had dark circles under her eyes and seemed to be wearing a dark aura.

Her blue dress, which was supposed to be glamorous, now looked like a mourning dress.

“Please don’t worry about us. Karin taught me some simple English words.”

Misato, perhaps misinterpreting Yoichi’s intention of looking at Alana with concern from earlier, told him so to relieve him.

“Right. I’m worried about that too.”

Actually, what Yoichi was really worried about was Alana’s developing gambling habit, seeing her state. But now that he was also reminded of the language barrier problem when told of it, he shifted his concern to the two who would remain once Karin and Yoichi departed.

Both are unable to speak English properly.

Of course, there was still the magic tool for communication in their hands, enough to make them have a reasonable conversation even with just a few English words, but that was still not enough to make Yoichi feel at ease.

“Can I help you with something?”

Then a familiar woman appeared, dressed in her ill-fitting uniform as she asked the two.

It was none other than Charlotte.

“Fufufu, I see…”

Not only that. Yoichi noticed that Charlotte seems to have already guessed what was going on, perhaps judging from Karin’s entanglement with him, who was looking troubled, Misato, who seemed a little uneasy, and Alana, who was playing on the table not far from them.

“You can leave the girls to me, you know? How is that?”

Charlotte moved her face close to Yoichi’s ear and whispered this slightly childishly, then smiled and winked at him.

(Come to think of it, Charlotte, who has a magic tool for communication, can talk with Misato and Alana. Either way, it’s more reassuring to entrust them to her who is a staff member here than leaving the place as it is.)

“I see. I’ll leave them to you then.”

“Thank you, Charley.”

In the end, Yoichi and Karin decided to take advantage of Charlotte’s kindness and left the premises with peaceful minds.

〇●〇●

“By the way, that dress has a really deep slit. What about your underwear?”

Yoichi and Karin are now on the elevator going to their room.

At first, they were many passengers, but the number decreased as the floor went up, and now it was just the two of them in the small space.

Yoichi was concerned about the slit in her dress that even though it went all the way down to her hip bone, he could not see any fabric or strings of her underwear.

“This? Fufu, are you curious?”

“Y-yeah. Or rather, it’s bothering me.”

“Let me show you then. Here.”

After saying this in a teasing tone, Karin glanced down, picked the front cloth droop, and flashed it up in front of Yoichi before letting it go immediately.

Though it was only for a moment, the crotch area under the front droop came into Yoichi’s vision and had a skin-colored tone.

“…No panties?”

“…Of course not, you moron!”

At Yoichi’s idiotic answer, Karin lightly slapped him on the head.

“But I didn’t see it clearly, so one more time?”

“Eeeh…? Come to think of it, elevators have cameras rolling in them, don’t they?”

“In that case…”

Yoichi used [Appraisal+] to locate the camera and blocked it with his own body so that Karin would be in their blind spot.

“This will be fine.”

“B-but… can we just continue this in our room?”

“Nope. No can do. It’s Karin’s fault for showing it halfway.”

“Geez… I have no choice then…”

Though it was in a lighthearted tone, Karin was blushing in embarrassment as she said this. Then, she raised up the cloth more slowly than before.

“…Hey, this is enough, isn’t it?”

“Hm? What’s this one here? Wait… how?”

“…I taped it. It’s kinda like a sticker.”

“Taped? Sticker?”

“Yes! Now that you understand, that’s enough!”

After saying that much, Karin hurriedly put back the cloth.

So, what exactly was she wearing? It was was a special pair of panties to prevent the lines of her underwear from being seen when wearing a dress with a deep slit or thin fabric, as in this case.

“Also, did you just shave it clean?”

“Why are you asking that?”

“Because it’s bothering me.”

“Why? Because I especially did it for this trip? I had no choice…”

“So, you did it then.”

“I just shaved the part that sticks out. Also, it’s the kind that can be applied over the hair and doesn’t hurt too much when you peel it off.”

“Is that so? That’s… quite something.”

After that, the elevator became silent with a delicate atmosphere.

But just as they are about to reach their destination floor, Yoichi opens his mouth again.

“Karin.”

“What now?”

“That…It was a little wet.”

“Shut up!”

WHACK! DING DONG!

The elevator doors opened at the same time Karin smacked Yoichi on the head.

“Let’s go to the room now. AND NO FOOLING AROUND.”

“Okay, okay.”

As Karin exited the elevator with a grunt, Yoichi’s gaze fell as the woman took the lead in front of him.

(You really can’t see the underwear line…)

Yoichi was looking at Karin’s buttocks as she walked with the back of her dress swaying, and soon they arrived at the room.

After unlocking the door, Yoichi was the first to enter, but before reaching the bedroom at the back, he was immediately grabbed by the arm and pulled away.

“Huh? Karin? Mmh!?”

It was Karin who dragged Yoichi, making him turn around with his back against the closed door. And after grabbing him by the collar and pulling him closer, she took his lips with hers.

“Nchuu… haamu… chuup…”

Karin sucked Yoichi’s lips for a while, then released the hand that grabbed his collar and pushed him away.

“Woah… what’s wrong with you all of a sudden?”

“…fuck me.”

“What?”

“You made me do weird things in the elevator, and now I’m in the mood for it!! So you’ve got to fuck me here!!”

Karin pleaded, clutching his collar with both hands.

“But it was you who showed it to me first!” These were Yoichi’s thoughts at the moment, but he also knew it was unwise to poke her here.

“Do you want to do it that badly?”

“Please… I’m already tingling in here…”

“Hehe, what should I do, I wonder?”

If he hadn’t been with Misato earlier, he would have done it with her then and there.

But Yoichi’s head is now a little cooler, probably thanks to his multiple ejaculations just before this.

(Earlier, I left everything on. But it kind of became stale before I knew it.)

 Yoichi put his hand on the frog fastenersPankou knotted buttons on the upper right chest of the Chinese dress and carefully undid them one by one.[2]

“Eh? Why are you unbuttoning that part first?”

Despite her protests, Karin showed no sign of resistance, even releasing her grip on Yoichi’s collar and letting her arms drop slackly as she leaned against the door.

Then the dress, unbuttoned from its frog fasteners, fluttered open, exposing first her right breast which was wrapped in a brassiere.

“Looks like the bras are normal.”

Since the bottom part was a pair of special panties that was only taped like a sticker, Yoichi thought the bras were also unique, but it was only a simple bra without any decoration, much to his relief.

But since the dress is sleeveless, the bra is also a bit unique: it was a tube bra with no shoulder straps.

“…?”

“Because, you know, I have to get my breasts right.”

Karin replied, averting her eyes shyly.

It is true that a bra gives a better look at the breasts when wearing these kinds of dresses, as the shape of it is also adjusted.

With this thought in mind, Yoichi slipped his hand between the gaps in the dress, deftly undid the hooks with one hand, and easily removed the bra.

“Ahn… hey…”

Since the dress was halfway off, only the right breast was exposed. And in the center of that shapely white mountain stood a cherry-red nipple.

(I think the shape is fine without the bra, but women really care about the fine details. I mean, this outfit alone is already erotic!)

Yoichi greatly reacted in his mind as he got aroused by the sight of Karin, whose only her right breast was exposed and her left breast covered by a lightly revealing dress.

It was a sight rarely seen in ordinary clothing.

His original plan was to completely remove the dress and strip her upper body, but seeing this unique half-nakedness of Karin, Yoichi decided to act toward his feelings and leave her clothed, reaching out to her exposed right breast instead.

“Nhh…”

Karin moaned shortly as her breast was grabbed directly.

After this, Yoichi began moving his hands, trying not to exert too much pressure on them.

“Nnhaaa… mmm… my other tit too. Touch them equally, please…”

When Karin, who was being squeezed only on her right breast, asked for it, Yoichi touched her other breast over the fabric.

(Oooh! They’re so smooth!)

Impressed by the feel of the smooth satin, he enjoyed the softness of the breasts by rubbing even more around it.

“Nhaaa, ahhh… more… that feels good, Yoichiih…”

As he was playing with the left and right breasts with different sensations this way, Yoichi noticed that the left nipple was starting to push up the thin fabric of the dress.

He rubbed his fingers over the plumped-up nipple, lightly pressing down his finger on it.

“Hyaaan!”

Karin gasps loudly as her protrusion was rubbed over.

Yoichi knew she felt good, so he continued this motion of his repeatedly.

“Hyaaan! Ahh ahhh… wait… my boobs, you’re making them tingle…”

Karin tried to complain, but as if not hearing her words, Yoichi, this time, pinched the right nipple, of which he was directly touching. However, unlike with the earlier gentle rubbing, this time Karin did not show that much reaction.

Unnerved by this, Yoichi brought his face closer. Then he extended his tongue to its tip and rolled that ‘cherry’ between his teeth and tongue.

“Hyaaaaa!! Nooo…!! I’m cumming. I’m gonna cum from my breasts!!”

It was then that Karin started to react violently, but it was too late.

Yoichi further sucked and licked the right nipple in his mouth while the left nipple he continued to rub repeatedly through the light fabric.

Soon, Karin, receiving different stimulation on her left and right nipples, stiffened and reached a mild climax.

“Hieeeee… Yoichi, you meanieee…”

Karin spoke as she directed a protesting gaze to Yoichi with tears in her eyes.

“I can’t take it anymore… Hurry up and put it in…”

“Haha, sorry about that. Can you move your legs over here?”

“Mm…”

The slit around Karin’s waist was exposing a pair of white, fleshy thighs.

In the middle of it, particularly near her crotch, an area was already sticky and wet with a clear liquid.

Yoichi decided to lean over and lift up the drooping cloth in front.

There, he saw the said special panties. And just as he expected, they were soaked in love juices and already had its half peeled off.

“I’ll peel it off, okay?”

“Nn, okay.”

Holding the ‘sticker’ at each end, Yoichi slowly peeled them off.

As Karin had said, the panties stuck properly even over the pubic hair, and although they pulled the hair a little, they came off without much resistance.

And once the hairy part was completely peeled off, the rest that had its surface shaved followed, as if the love juices had made it less sticky.

“It’s really sticky, isn’t it?”

“Muu… you don’t need to say that…”

“Ahaha… sorry.”

After removing Karin’s underwear, Yoichi removed his own as well, which covered his private parts, by unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants and trunks.

He did it this way because if only he let the zipper down, as in Misato’s case, there would be a risk of the pubic hair getting caught in the metal fittings.

Or rather, the reason he enjoyed Misato is that it suited him to be fully clothed at that time.

“Okay, we’re all set.”

After undressing himself, Yoichi went over to Karin, put his arm under her knee to raise them on one side, and put her hands on the wall.

“Nn…”

This in turn, made Karin to rest on Yoichi’s arms together with the rest of her body.

“I’m gonna put it in, okay?”

“Yeah, come.”

With his free hand, Yoichi rolled up the front cloth that was hanging down, exposing Karin’s intimate parts, and while adjusting the position of his hips by eye, he touched the already oozing membrane with the tip.

“Mmm… that’s it, go deep… nhaaaahhh!!”

As if in response to Karin’s pleading, Yoichi inserted his meat stick all the way to the base at once.

And upon reaching, he thrust his hips up again and again without rest.

“Ahnahnahhnnn! Yoichiii… moooreee!!”

Whenever his hips thrust up, Karin’s body would shake, and her exposed right breast would jiggle and bounce.

Naturally, the left breast which was still covered also swayed behind the fabric, and had a degree of difference in the swaying compared to the right.

“Ahhahhhahhaaahaaaaa!!”

Even while enjoying the movement of her breasts, which swayed differently from each side, Yoichi continued to thrust his hips.

This caused the wet insides to cling to his member even more, which caused a chain reaction to make him thrust faster due to the pressure, adding more stimulation for the both sides.

The two continued to pleasure each other this way, and eventually, the two sides reached climax.

“Aaahhhh! Yoichiii! I’m cuummiiiiiinggg!”

“Karin, me too!”

――Blurt! Splort! Splort! Splort!

The semen sounded as they got released into Karin’s womb with great vigor.

“Nn… nhaa…! Yoichi’s semen… it’s pumping so much inside my pussy… and it is throbbing non-stop…”

As for Karin, her whole body spasmed with ecstasy, with the tongue’s tip sloppily protruding from her half-open mouth.

When it subsided and the ejaculation was over, Yoichi pulled back his hips, also pulling out his meat pole altogether.

“Ahhhn, it’s so thick, and it’s overflowing…”

Karin was languid as she observed the semen being released from her vagina and dirtying her inner thighs with a white stain.

So when Yoichi pulled out the arm she had behind her knees, she fell to her knees with a jerk.

“Oops. Are you alright, Karin?”

Yoichi held Karin’s body, just in time before she fell.

“Mm… I’m okhayy… also, I’m in bed… itsh perfectly shafe…”

Yoichi removed the arm holding Karin’s body once she could support her weight on her own.

Then, he took her hand and began walking to the bedroom.

“Ahh… my power is…”

But after a few steps, Karin fell to her knees again, this time collapsing onto her stomach.

“Hey, hey, hey.”

Thanks to Yoichi, who took her hand and reached out to support her upper body in time again, Karin did not hit her face or chest on the floor upon impact, but she still lay down on her back as if to rest herself on the carpet beneath.

“Nnn… fluffy…. Feelsh good…”

Karin rubbed her face against the floor, perhaps liking the feel of the carpet.

(No, don’t do that. We’re not in Japan, where we remove our shoes inside… huh?)

Yoichi was looking at Karin in amazement, but when he suddenly shifted his eyes to her lower body, he noticed that the backcloth had been lifted, fully exposing her buttocks into his view.

He closed up and peeked in, and from there, saw that her genitals, covered in semen and love juice, glistening in the light from the gap between her buttocks and the base of her legs.

(This is irresistible…)

Yoichi quietly removed his tweed pants and trunks, which were already halfway unclothed, and proceeded to straddle Karin, careful not to make a sound.

“Nfuuh… so soft… mmh?”

As Karin was still languid and lost to the feel of the carpet, Yoichi, who got down on his knees to straddle Karin’s buttocks, slowly adjusted his waist position. Then he pressed the tip of the genitals that secreted a slightly cloudy white mucus against her own and slowly screwed it into her peeking orifice in a single thrust.

“Mmmmhh…!?”

Karin made a slight reaction.

Bewildered by the pleasure that suddenly penetrated her, she hurriedly raised herself on her elbows and turned around.

“Nhaaaahhh! W-what are you doing all of a sudden, Yoichiii!!”

However, Yoichi ignored Karin’s protests and pulled back.

The rod was pulled, sliding through the vaginal canal, and when it was about to come out, the hips pushed forward again, this time penetrating to the innermost part of the vagina while wading through the mucous membrane that pushed against it.

Slick… slick… slick…

Shaking his hips monotonously on a constant pace, neither fast nor slow, Yoichi continued fucking Karin, who had just raised her upper body slightly while lying on her stomach.

“Mmm, noo… this is… the floor…? No way… nuhh… to think we are doing it at this place… Annnnnghh……”

The voices of protest gradually turned into winsome cries.

No longer able to look behind her, Karin, who was already down on her elbows, lightly arched her back as she panted non-stop.

As for Yoichi, he changed his position slightly. Overlapping Karin’s back, he put his hand through the gap in the loosened dress and grabbed the bosom, all while maintaining the pace of his hip movements.

“Ahhn! Ahh ahhh, my tits are being grabbed again… nooh!”

Yoichi could not put his weight on Karin’s back, or else she would be crushed, so while supporting his own weight with his left hand and both knees, he jiggled her breasts with his right hand as he shook his hips.

(It’s time to finish this!)

Yoichi probed for weak points with [Appraisal+].

And when he found a weak spot behind the lower belly, relatively close to the vaginal opening, he let go of the hand rubbing the breasts and put that hand on the floor.

“Hyaaah… my breasts, squeeze it more…mmmhhh!! Violate it until it falls off!! Ngiiiiiihhh!!”

After pulling his back heavily, to the point where the tip was about to come out, Yoichi rammed the rod violently from there that it seemed he was planning to hammer a hole to the weak point using his dick.

From there, he increased his strokes by rubbing the weak spot near the vulva repeatedly.

“Higiiihh! Hyauuuu! I can’t… it’s rubbing in my tummy…its scraping iiit… I’m being sandwiched between the floor and Yoichi’s peniiisss… nhaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!”

Karin, who was being repeatedly hit in her weak points, approached near climax at once.

With it, her vagina became more active.

But it wasn’t only her.

Yoichi, whose cock was stimulated by the entwined mucous membrane and the tightening vaginal pressure, was also about to reach his limit.

“Karin, I’m about to…”

“Aaaaaaahh! Cummiiinnggg! Together, let’s cum together!!”

“Yeah, I’m coming…!!”

“I’m cummmiiiiiinnnggggg!!”

Just before ejaculating, Yoichi raised Karin’s lower body. Spreading her buttocks apart with both hands, he shot his seed at the deepest part — the entrance to her babymaker.

――Blurururt!! Blururt! Splurururut!!

With the tip pushing against the cervix, he vigorously released semen and gradually filled Karin’s womb.

“Ahh… ahh… my belly… so hot and full… and I can feel it still throbbing inside…!!”

Of course, Karin, too, was shaking with delight as her vagina was filled with spurting semen.

“Phew…”

Then, a sludgy stream of white fluids poured out and pooled on the floor upon pulling out the meat stick.

(Ahh. I feel bad for the carpet…)

If it is a sofa or bed, Yoichi can store them in [Infinite Storage+] and separate the dirt in them, but that is not the case with the ruined carpet.

Of course, it is possible to store them, but it would be difficult for Yoichi to put them back into place after taking it out.

(I guess I’ll have to apologize to Mr. Ed later.)

Yoichi’s shoulders slumped in disappointment as he thought of this.

Translator Notes:

[1]. The more excited or nervous you are, the more chances you will lose. Yeah, this is true on my part. This is why I always pull my gachas in the early morning when my mind is still not fully awake. And this is why ‘beginner’s luck is always so effective. Because they don’t know what to expect.

[2]. Pankou (盘扣／盤扣) or Frog closures/fasteners. Pankou is the Chinese name for the traditional knotted buttons, or frog buttons, used on the qipao. They are also often called frog fasteners.

Traditionally, their purpose is to fasten the qipao (Chinese Dress) around the neck and shoulder part, and are made up of silk, but with the invention of the zipper, they now function purely as an ornament.

Usually, they feature ranges from simple hook-and-eye (or should I say knot and eye? I don’t know what to call it) to various animal and floral designs and are made of silk or satin wrapped around a stiffening material such as copper to help hold its shape.

Here are the traditional Pankou.

Here is what they look like on the qipao (notice the fasteners on the neck and the right shoulder parts.)

This one has a simplified version on the neck and a gaudier version on the right upper shoulder/chest.

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