Returnee from Another World - Chapter 12: A Shift in Worldview

Chapter 12: A Shift in Worldview

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Ayano wore her favorite light pink bra and panties.

Not flashy, but she thought they were plenty sexy.

She hesitated over her top but settled on a tight knit sweater. It accentuated her chest, highlighting her proud, large breasts.

Then, denim short-shorts.

They were daring, showing up to the tops of her thighs. Seasonally, and paired with the sweater, it was questionable, but she figured the more revealing, the easier to tempt Shuu.

She dabbed on a faintly sweet perfume.

She applied just a touch of lip gloss, skipping most makeup. Normally, she favored a gal-like style, but knowing Shuu was her target, she went nearly bare-faced.

Even without makeup, Ayano was absolutely confident in her feminine allure.

What else to bring? She grabbed spare underwear and an unopened condom from a bedside trinket box, tucking them into her bag. Just in case Shuu didn’t have any.

She’d bought the condom out of curiosity, never planning to use it.

Her heart raced with nerves and anticipation.

The idea of Shuu refusing her didn’t even cross her mind.

She’d noticed him sneaking glances at her chest, and she was making a bold move. No young guy in his prime would turn down such an offer, she thought. Even if he had a girlfriend, no man could resist a woman like her in such close proximity.

Still, she was nervous. She was about to offer her virginity.

Ayano was resolute about becoming a woman in a sexual sense.

Not that she planned to outright ask Shuu for sex.

She intended to make him so aroused that he’d make a move. She’d pretend to resist a little, tease him, then reluctantly give in.

She wanted to create a scenario where Shuu forced himself on her, and she “had no choice” but to comply.

It was almost a done deal in her mind, and she’d already decided what to say afterward:

(I don’t dislike you, Shuu. But I can’t see you as a boyfriend, so I’ll just let you have sex with me. Don’t worry, I won’t ruin things with your girlfriend. That’s the kind of relationship we’ll have.)

Yes.

Ayano was prepared to make the ultimate concession as a woman.

And eventually, when Shuu became obsessed with her body, she’d feel a twinge of guilt toward him and his girlfriend, Kyouka Amasawa.

That fantasy flashed through her mind. It had to happen that way.

But, like earlier when she saw Shuu, her bigger worry was that her freshly changed panties might get soaked before anything started, and he’d notice.

It was 9 p.m.

She called Shuu. Partly to check if he was home, but also in case he was still with Kyouka.

“Hey, Shuu?”

[“Ayano? You know, hanging out with those guys—”]

“Stop, stop. Are you home right now? Can I come over?”

[“Yeah, I’m home. That’s fine, but—”]

“I’ll hear your lecture there. Your girlfriend’s not around, right?”

[“You mean Kyouka? Yeah, I walked her home after. Thanks to you guys, my day’s been a mess.”]

“I had nothing to do with it. The guys did that on their own. Anyway, I want to talk about it in detail.”

[“Alright, got it. I’ll be here.”]

After hanging up, Ayano unzipped her shorts to check her panties weren’t wet.

(Okay, all good.)

With that confirmed, she left the house.

She considered throwing on a jacket but decided it wasn’t that cold. Heading downstairs, she called out to her mother on the first floor.

“I’m going to Shuu’s. Might be late.”

“Oh? Make sure to use protection.”

Her mother teased her.

Ayano knew it was a joke, but since that was exactly her plan, she froze for a moment. Feeling like she was doing something wrong, she hurried to the door without looking back and headed to Shuu’s.

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“What, going somewhere else? With a bag and that outfit? Aren’t you cold?”

“You’re one to talk, ready for bed at this hour? Already in loungewear?”

Shuu was in sweatpants, clearly done for the day.

“It’s comfy at home. So, what’d Sakaki and them say?”

“Nothing much.”

“Isn’t that why you came?”

“Well, partly…”

Shuu sat on the sofa, eyeing her almost accusingly.

Ayano sat right beside him. He seemed slightly flustered by the closeness, but not as much as she’d hoped.

She’d expected him to be more rattled, so she felt a bit disappointed.

For now, she set her bag beside the sofa to keep it out of the way.

Then, a dizzying sensation hit her.

Pleasure crept closer.

Her vagina ached, and she was certain: she was lusting for Shuu.

(When was the last time we were this close? Years? And… does Shuu seem kinda hot?)

“What?”

“Are you dating that girl?”

“Yeah.”

“Hmm. I thought you liked me.”

Leaning an elbow on the sofa’s backrest, Ayano shifted closer, half-crossing her legs so one rested on the sofa. Shuu, leaning back, had his left leg touch her right. It felt natural, like a girlfriend resting her knee on her boyfriend’s thigh.

(He’s barely reacting.)

Frustrated that things weren’t going as planned, Ayano grew irritated.

Even in middle school, when they were close, they’d never touched like this. At most, playful shoulder or arm taps.

His casual acceptance annoyed her.

She wished he’d stop holding back and just pounce. Her groin was already throbbing, though she kept her composure.

Catching his gaze, she arched her back to emphasize her chest. The tight sweater made her soft breasts stand out, close enough for him to reach.

Resting her small, neat face on her hand, she tilted toward his shoulder, letting her long hair spill onto him.

“Well, honestly, maybe I did like you back then.”

“Back then, huh… So, you and her, have you done it?”

“Nah, not yet.”

(What? Still a virgin?)

“I figured. Goody-two-shoes Shuu wouldn’t move that fast.”

“What about you? Your mom was worried when I saw her, thinking you’re mixed up with bad guys.”

“Hmph, none of her business. Don’t you ever want to do it? You’re a guy—don’t you get horny with your girlfriend?”

His lackluster reaction made her wonder if he’d done it, but the answer was no.

So, pretending to touch her own leg, she subtly brushed his thigh.

Barely touching, just enough to graze.

She slid her finger along, then lightly scratched with her nail.

Then, watching his reaction, she pressed her whole hand against his thigh, stroking.

She noticed her breathing growing heavy. The shape under his sweatpants was clear in her eyes.

Not quite unconsciously, her fingers drifted toward his groin.

(Is it… pretty big?)

Ayano was gripped by an urge to touch it, even just over the fabric.

He had to notice her stroking his thigh. So, she thought, it’d be fine to be bolder. Her fingers inched upward.

“What, that’s your game?”

“Huh? What?”

“You want to do it. Sex.”

“Who says?!”

“I thought you were acting weird. Asking about sex, touching my thigh.”

“What? You’re creepy!”

“You’re hoping for it, aren’t you?”

As he said it, Shuu leaned in, trying to kiss her.

“Wait, stop—mm, mmph!”

Ayano twisted away.

Not that she meant to refuse. She was the one initiating. It was just embarrassment from him calling her out.

But that lasted only until his tongue slipped past her thick lips.

(This… this is bad…)

She felt it instantly.

Mind-melting pleasure.

Every cell in her body seemed to rejoice.

A sensual, sweet kiss.

Happiness spread like waves, stripping away her resistance, making her accept Shuu completely.

It felt like her entire being was being rewritten.

Not physically, but mentally. Like she was being reborn, Ayano realized it clearly.

It was similar to a week ago, but then she’d been overwhelmed, swept away by pleasure without understanding.

This time, she embraced it fully.

Her hips trembled repeatedly, and she knew she was climaxing endlessly.

A heavy, blissful sensation pressed into her core.

It was more euphoric than anything she’d ever felt, with a gentle ferocity. Unlike usual climaxes, there was no hint of pain.

It was so good she wet herself, her mind hazy, her body melting.

Shuu pulled back with a mischievous smirk.

Half-dazed, Ayano wrapped her arms around his neck, chasing his tongue. Her own tongue flicked out, licking his lips greedily.

She pushed past his lips, exploring his mouth, sucking his saliva.

She was consumed by it.

Each time, the pleasure was overwhelming, and she knew it was right.

Ayano found her past self laughable.

Why had she acted so coldly toward someone so dear? Why had she ignored someone who made her feel this good?

“Feels good?”

“Mm, mm, haa… so good. Don’t stop kissing. Haa… more, I want more kisses. More good kisses.”

“Don’t you want something even better? Never had sex before?”

“Yeah! Still a virgin. But I want to! I want Shuu’s cock in my pussy!”

“Huh, didn’t you call me creepy earlier?”

“No, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry. Are you mad? It’s my fault. Forgive me. I love you, Shuu. I love you so much.”

Ayano collapsed onto him, clinging, licking his face. Her slender fingers reached for his lower body, tracing his penis.

Her actions were like a dog begging forgiveness from its master.

Her eyes, gazing at him, were dreamy, like a female dog in ecstasy with each lick.

Shuu’s expression seemed darker, colder. But even that thrilled her, seeming only wonderful.

“So, you love me, Ayano?”

“Yeah, so much. I knew it when we kissed. I love you, Shuu. I was born for you.”

“Then be mine.”

“Yes, I will. I’ll be your girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend? …Sure, whatever you want to call it. Doesn’t change what we’ll do.”

“Yeah, we’ll do it. Have sex.”

With those words, Ayano peeled off her denim shorts. The act felt frustratingly slow, and she nearly tore off her panties too.

They’d only just kissed for the first time.

She’d never shown her body to any man before.

Her lower half was exposed.

Her small vagina looked melted, dripping.

It seemed to crave Shuu’s penis, eagerly awaiting it. Thick, white fluid coated her thighs, like drool from her vagina.

“Wow, eager, huh? I didn’t say I’d put it in.”

“But I want it! I want your cock! I want to have your baby!”

“Don’t decide that. I decide.”

His voice rang in her mind like a divine command, dominating her.

She knew instantly she couldn’t defy it. No—she didn’t want to.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I just wanted you to know I love you.”

“Then you’ll listen to me? Stay away from Sakaki and those guys.”

“Yes, I was going to. I won’t deal with anyone but you.”

“I didn’t say that. Just listen to your mom and be good.”

“Okay. If you say so, I will. I’ll stop the gal look and be a good girl.”

“Nah, keep it. I kinda like it.”

“Really? Then I will. I’ll do anything you say, even perverted stuff. So kiss me. I can’t wait anymore.”

“Tch, fine. Just a bit. No sex yet.”

His tongue invaded her mouth again.

That alone nearly made her climax.

(This. This is what I wanted. So good… so, so good.)

An impossibly happy, unbelievably good kiss.

No matter how many times she climaxed, it wasn’t painful. She felt born for this pleasure.

Realizing Shuu was the source, her world shifted completely. She herself had changed.

But she didn’t notice she’d become his possession without realizing it.