In a Chastity-Reversed World, I Posted My Fetishes on a Secret Account, and Somehow the Beautiful Girls in My Class Started Reenacting Them ~ About How My Alt Account Is Being Watched by the Beautiful Girls in My Class~ - 9

Chapter 9: Thigh-Highs Are Meant to Be Taken Off

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Kashiwagi-san opened her mouth slowly.

“I want to sleep with a girl with our legs intertwined—was that it?”

I wondered what she was going to say so suddenly, but it turned out to be an old tweet of mine. I thought that, for one of my fetishes, it was on the tamer side. After all, even the men in this world had romantic feelings for girls. It wasn’t just women who wanted to cuddle while sleeping. It was a normal act performed between lovers.

“That’s right, but why do you ask?”

And so, I asked Kashiwagi-san back. It was because I didn’t understand her intention. There was no way Kashiwagi-san, who saw me as nothing more than a toy, would do something so lover-like with me. However, Kashiwagi-san moved both of her hands from my neck to my back and, using her momentum, forced me to lie down beside her.

“Your face is close.”

“I-Is it?”

Kashiwagi-san’s breath hit my nose. A scent unique to girls. I couldn’t describe it in words, but it was incredibly pleasant.

“Next, I’m supposed to intertwine my legs, right?”

“Y-You don’t really have to go that far…”

“No, I’m going to do it properly.”

Forcing her own legs between mine, Kashiwagi-san spoke with a slightly dissatisfied look.

“…Your pants are stiff.”

“B-But—”

“Take them off.”

It was more of a command than a request. Unable to resist, I reached my hands to my waist and, while still lying down, dragged my pants off.

“The socks, too.”

Doing as Kashiwagi-san told me, I bent my legs this time and took off my socks as well. But that was when I realized something.

Isn’t it unfair that I’m the only one naked from the waist down (except for my underwear)?

Even though Kashiwagi-san had made me take off her garter belt, she still had her knee-highs on. The sensation wasn’t bad, but for some reason, I found myself wanting to know the feel of Kashiwagi-san’s bare skin.

“K-Kashiwagi-san.”

“What?”

“U-Um, you take off your knee-highs too, Kashiwagi-san…”

When I said that, Kashiwagi-san’s eyes widened in surprise.

“I understand, but…”

She tightened her grip on me as she held me close.

“You take them off for me, Ayato-kun.”

Even being told that, I was currently in a position where I couldn’t move. It was because Kashiwagi-san was pinning my arms down as if enveloping my hands.

“I can’t move, so I don’t think I can.”

I had no choice but to say that. To be honest, I desperately wanted to take them off. I wanted to strip those obstructive knee-highs away and intertwine my own legs with Kashiwagi-san’s bare ones. I didn’t have much interest in knee-highs. Unlike tights, you couldn’t see the skin of the legs very well. In my previous life, there were many men who loved the “absolute territory,” but for some reason, I couldn’t understand the appeal.

“…You dummy.”

“Eh?”

“I didn’t say to do it with your hands.”

“Then, how should I…”

“Take them off with your feet?”

Wh-wh-wh-whaaaat!?

What was Kashiwagi-san talking about? Humanity gained freedom for their hands by becoming bipedal. With that, they created tools and set themselves apart from other animals. They started industries and built civilizations. That was all possible because the feet supported the body while the hands created new things.

And now, what? Was she telling me to achieve the great feat of removing knee-highs with human feet, which weren’t meant for such free movement!?

No, no, no. That idea was just wrong. I was a little confused by the sheer absurdity of it.

“Hurry up.”

“Yes…”

Kashiwagi-san narrowed her eyes grumpily. It was probably because I was dawdling.

If it’s come to this, I just have to do it.

I bent my legs again and slipped them between Kashiwagi-san’s. Then, I hooked my toes onto the edge of Kashiwagi-san’s knee-high.

“Annh…”

However, perhaps because the knee-highs were positioned so high up, my foot hit Kashiwagi-san’s soft, squishy parts.

“S-Sorry…”

“It’s fine, keep going.”

“Yes…”

The sensation of Kashiwagi-san’s bare skin felt through my toes. It was so vivid. A softness that felt like it would sink in if I applied even the slightest bit of pressure.

Gulp.

I let out a swallow. This time, I carefully dragged the knee-high down.

“Nha… uugh… hyah…”

Kashiwagi-san let out sweet breaths in time with my movements. Was it really that pleasurable? Kashiwagi-san was feeling pleasure from my feet. The thought of it sent a surge of immorality through me.

Then, when I had completely removed the knee-high, my foot and Kashiwagi-san’s foot pressed against each other. This felt amazing. It was the best.

Feet. Kashiwagi-san’s feet. I wasn’t looking at them, nor was I touching them with my hands. I was touching them with my own feet. The pleasure hit me like a bolt to the brain. I felt a slight dizziness.

“I love it.”

“…!?”

“The sensation of your feet, Ayato-kun.”

Oh. I thought she had just confessed to me. What a confusing time to say that. It would be weirder if my heart didn’t race after hearing that.

As a comeback, I pinched the top of Kashiwagi-san’s foot with my toes.

“Ah…”

A small cry escaped her.

“Does it feel good?”

“…”

Kashiwagi-san said nothing. I felt a little dejected. Using the same method, I removed Kashiwagi-san’s other knee-high. When I did, Kashiwagi-san put her leg between mine again. Kashiwagi-san’s body heat was transmitted directly.

A smooth, silky texture. The soft flesh deformed as it was sandwiched between my legs. Every bit of it was something I had never experienced before. I was enveloped in a mysterious sense of security.

Before long, even opening my eyes became a chore. A pleasant drowsiness washed over me. Since I hadn’t slept a wink last night, I had reached my limit. Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.

That was why…

I missed Kashiwagi-san’s voice as she whispered, “I love you, Ayato-kun.”

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