I have two princes.
Of course, this isn't a real-life story, but something from my own imagination.
I don't actually remember what triggered my discovery of masturbation.
I think something must have happened, but before I knew it, I had developed a habit of rubbing my crotch against something. It was similar to the feeling of satisfaction you get from scratching an itchy spot.
I learned that this behavior was wrong on a rainy day during the first month of elementary school.
I had promised to go out and play with my dad, but it was canceled because it was raining.
I was clinging to my dad because he wouldn't play with me and was playing video games. I was hugging him as he sat on the sofa and rubbing my crotch against his thigh.
My mother saw that and gave me a severe scolding.
I knew it was wrong. But I didn't understand why it was wrong.
By the time they were in the upper grades of elementary school, they started doing it with their own fingers.
I'm not sure of my exact age. It was probably when I was in fifth grade.
The trigger was a video I saw when I went back to the previous page on my dad's smartphone browser.
Back then, whenever I had a question, I would immediately borrow my dad's smartphone and browse the internet. After searching for a few things, I wanted to see my previous browsing history, so I pressed the back button. It was slow to respond, so I kept pressing it until a video started playing. What I saw was a naked woman doing something by herself.
I watched a video that was about five minutes long all the way through. But at the time, all I felt was nausea.
This didn't make me hate my dad. We still bathed together back then, and my mom often worked on weekends, so it was my dad who took me out to have fun on those days. We mostly went trekking and camping, but it was fun. When I got my first period, it was my dad who took care of me, fumbling around and searching on his smartphone. He was someone I could rely on and who would help me when push came to shove. I love him.
By the way, it was my mom who told me not to take baths together. I don't think my mom did anything wrong, just to be clear. I love my mom too. I miss her.
To get back to the story, it was during summer vacation. I had been thinking about the video for a long time, and disgust and curiosity were constantly battling it out. Finally, curiosity won, and when I touched my clitoris with my finger, all I thought was that it felt soft and squishy. I should have stopped there.
A few days later, for some reason I felt like touching it again, and as I played with it, my clitoris swelled up, and an unbelievable feeling of pleasure shot through my body.
From then on, I touched myself almost every day throughout the summer holidays. I was too scared to put my fingers inside my vagina, but I touched the entrance and used the lubrication that came out to play with my clitoris. I was too scared to go all the way, so I always stopped just before the big wave came. That was enough.
I always thought, "There's something wrong with me," "There's definitely something wrong with me." But there was no one I could talk to. The only person I could think of was my mother, but I knew she would get mad if I asked her. I didn't mind being mad, but I needed someone who could tell me why it was wrong and how to stop.
I had no choice but to hide it.
To maintain balance, I decided to dedicate myself to studying. I was among the top students from middle school through high school, and in my third year of middle school, I even served as the student council secretary.
I also worked hard at swimming in my club activities, but I wasn't able to get past the regional tournament.
I masturbate sometimes every day, and sometimes I don't for days. It's a matter of mood. I've chosen to stop many times. But I just couldn't.
When I gained knowledge about sex and understood its meaning, my first prince charming appeared.
Even though he's called a prince, he's quite a bit older than me. Probably around my father's age, or even older. A tired, listless man who lives hidden away from society. He forces me to do naughty things against my will. Of course, this is all in my imagination.
Even though it was all my imagination, this was breaking my heart, so I introduced another prince. A handsome, good-natured prince from another world. I decided to have sweet and erotic encounters with him. Of course, only in my fantasy world. This prince, however, was a failure in terms of design. No matter how much time passed, the outline of his good looks remained unclear and vague. I didn't really know what my type was. I thought it would be fine to find out when I actually fell in love with someone.
Actually, there weren't just two princes. There were several others. They didn't disappear, but were mainly absorbed into the second prince. That's why the handsome prince's personality and physique change from time to time.
The thought that "I'm weird," "I'm definitely strange," persists. I wanted to know what everyone else was doing. But even if I did say something, it would be vague and mixed with lies. I would never tell the whole truth either.
There's no way I could say something like that.
There was only one thing I had decided. Even though I'm like this, I would marry the first person I kissed and live happily ever after. That was the one thing I was determined to keep no matter what.
I became a high school student.
It's a high school with a high rate of students going on to national universities through scholarships. That was the beginning of my train commute.
I didn't really have any dreams for the future. People might laugh if I said I wanted to be a bride.
I started going to and from school at the same time as a senior in the swimming club, so we naturally started spending more time together. One weekend after Golden Week in May, she invited me out, and we did something that felt like a date.
Everyone around us probably thought we'd get together, and in fact, people were saying so. I had a little hope too, but I never developed any feelings for him. My partners remained the two princes, as always.
Perhaps these are feelings that need more time to develop. I decided to wait a little longer to see if anything new would arise within me. Or, if I hadn't started masturbating, would our relationship have progressed into a normal romance?
This was the time when I felt the strongest self-loathing for not being able to stop masturbating.
It happened while I was on the train to school, thinking about such things. I noticed that something was wrong with a girl in the same uniform. I could see that someone was grabbing her chest, although it was hidden by her bag. I was certain she was being molested, so I went over to help her.
My first prince was there.
His real name is unknown. He introduced himself as Mash.
It was entirely my mistake, but when I arrested him as a pervert, he was just someone who looked very much like a prince.
I was forced to kiss him. It's all my fault. But it was awful.
When I came to this world, for a moment, for some reason, he looked like my father, even though we don't look alike at all.
At that moment, I felt like I finally understood the features of the second prince, which had been a vague image until then.
No, this won't work. I'm trying to rewrite my past memories based on how I feel right now. I need to stop this delusion here.
The accusation of him being a pervert was a misunderstanding, but he kept making sexually harassing remarks, so I thought it was best to stay away from him and acted accordingly. But I was strongly attracted to him. He protected me from a goblin attack. Before I knew it, I was carrying the magical seed he had acquired as a necklace, choosing his clothes, and giving him a uniform, underwear, and even a good luck charm.
The second prince was sealed away. The first prince fulfilled both roles.
No, it's Mash who took over the first prince.
Mash is not a prince. And Mash is not a prince.
If we don't make this clear, we'll be in big trouble.
Things have gotten really bad.
He had a dog-eared slave with him. She was a pretty girl. Completely different from me. And this was after only four days in this world. For some reason, I was hurt.
I was told that the girl from the dog-eared tribe was Fam. I would be interacting with her many more times after this. Mash is pretty laid-back, as if he's happy just being near me, but Fam is always desperately trying to maintain the closest possible distance. Her struggles are endearing and heartwarming. By the way, this distance isn't physical, but emotional.
But I was glad. I could put some distance between myself and him.
Despite thinking that, before I knew it, I was at his party.
It was comfortable because I didn't have to be on guard. But I still hate his sexually harassing remarks.
Surprisingly, he communicated with people in this world and had connections. That was different from my hermit prince.
This is a big difference from how I only communicated with my fellow members of "The Blade of Wind." I particularly couldn't get along with Reed, and the only way to leave was to win a duel and go. Mash helped me with that.
Mash looks just like the prince, but he's a completely different kind of adult, reliable and mature.
And then night fell.
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That night after the duel, the prince touched me however he pleased. Of course, that was only in my imagination.
I was doing something that had become almost a daily routine since I came to this world.
I didn't even realize that the door to the room, which I thought I had locked, had been opened and someone had entered.
I was lying on my back in bed, touching my clitoris and the shallow part of my vagina, as I always did.
That day, she was wearing a plain white T-shirt and light blue pants with white polka dots. She had both hands inside her underwear and was moving them around.
It was wetter than usual. The image of Mash from earlier in the day overlapped with the image of the prince. He protected me again.
"Mm... yeah... mmm... mm... mm..."
I usually don't make any noise, but today it just comes out.
I closed my eyes tightly and concentrated on my imagination. I was engrossed in my own actions.
One of my breasts was grabbed tightly. It seemed as if he was savoring my touch with his palm.
"Ahhh!"
I let out another moan. I'm definitely more excited than usual.
My nipples were pinched. Mine were already hard from excitement from the start.
My fingers are moving back and forth in a grinding motion.
"Mmm!"
It feels really good.
Mizuki
My name was called. Had this ever happened before? My nipples were pinched hard.
"Hmm! ...Hmm, ...Hmm?"
Something's wrong. My nipple, which was pinched, hurts a little. Even though I'm only imagining it. I open my eyes.
"Hmm... Mash... Huh? Mash?"
"Good morning, Mizuki. You seem to be having a lot of fun."
Even in the world I opened my eyes to, there was a prince. No, it was Mash. He was kneading my nipples. But was it really Mash? No, it really was Mash. Of all people, Mash had seen my secret act of self-pleasure. My mind was in a panic.
"Ah! Mash! What are you doing, get away!"
I tried to jump up, but I was held down. Then my T-shirt came undone, and my breasts were exposed. No one had ever seen them before, but now Mash was looking. He pinned me down and kneaded my breasts.
"What do you mean? I'm going to help Mizuki out. It looks like she's got a lot of work piled up, so I'll lend a hand."
"Get out! I'll yell and call for help!"
I wanted to push away the hand that was touching my chest. I resisted with all my might. Mash straddled me and continued to fondle my breasts. It seemed impossible to escape, but I had to do something.
"Great. Then let's all have a viewing party of naked Mizuki." I shuddered.
"Please... forgive me."
Suddenly, I noticed Fam. She would never allow Mash to make a move on any other girl.
"Fam! Please, stop Mash!"
"Fam, I told you so earlier. Just sit down and watch quietly. If you resist, you'll be removed from the party."
Mash probably calculated that I would ask Fam for help. I'm the only one who's been engrossed in masturbation and is now in danger of losing my virginity.
"My lord..." Fam's murmur could be heard.
Mash reached his hand down to my crotch. I didn't want him to know I was wet from what he had done.
"Hey, don't touch me!"
My underwear was pulled down only at the front. My pubic mound was stroked. A tingling sensation welled up inside me.
"Hey, you've got no hair. Did you shave it?"
"There's no way I'd shave in a place like this. For some reason, it all fell out when I came to this world."
I answered. Mash's words sounded like the prince's words. I couldn't resist.
"Is that so? If so, then this is what I wanted."
I became hairless because Mash wanted me to. Is that even possible?
While I was lost in thought, his fingers passed over my pubic mound and entered my slit. My body twitched involuntarily. He must have noticed I was wet. He touched my clitoris. He stroked it with his finger. There was none of the usual aversion. It felt good. And that made me unbearably sad.
"Are there any other differences?"
"Uh, well, everything else is the same..."
"Mizuki, I'm going to tease you properly, so spread your legs."
"...No. Absolutely not."
That's definitely not okay. He's sitting on my stomach, so I can't put my arms around him. I can't let Mash have any more freedom than this. I clench my thighs to prevent him from penetrating any further. But he forces his way in. Mash's fingertips touch my anus. That was the last place I wanted him to touch.
"Ah," I let out a gasp. My body relaxed. Mash's hand went deeper inside.
"What the hell, I'm completely soaked!"
He put his finger in my back hole. It was so sudden I didn't have time to tighten. The feeling of something foreign is intense. I want to push it out, but I'm not sure if that's okay. But I want to get it out right away. I wonder if Mash prefers it in the back.
"Agh, Mash, stop it!"
"I'll put it all the way in."
While I hesitated, he twisted and kneaded me inside, pushing his finger deep inside. My body arched back, centering on my anus. It felt strangely good. A peculiar sensation. But I was so embarrassed, I just wanted him to take it out.
"If you let me mess with the front, I'll pull it out. If you resist, I'll put in a second one."
"Wait, I get it, I get it, but please don't give me two."
He finally pulled his finger out. I would die of embarrassment if mine was still on it. He wiped his finger on my thigh. I was worried Mash might have seen. I was curious but couldn't say anything. I didn't want him to put it back in, so I spread my legs. Mash finally got off me.
"Your pants are getting in the way, so I'm going to take them off."
My legs were forced together and my underwear was pulled off. I wanted to resist somehow, but I didn't want them to put their fingers in my asshole again.
Mash is staring at my crotch. No. It's embarrassing. I can't take it anymore. How can I stop Mash's rampage?
"Mizuki, you've been messing around with it so much that I thought it would be shiny black, but it's pink and pretty, isn't it?"
"Don't say such terrible things," tears well up.
"Mash, I do it almost every day, although there are times when I don't. ...Is it a disease?"
I realized I'd said it without even noticing.
"Masturbation? Isn't that normal? I was like that in my previous life too, and after I stopped masturbating for a while, I sometimes did it several times a day."
"...Men's opinions aren't helpful," but being accepted made me feel a little lighter.
"You asked me about it, didn't you? Fam, what about you? How long have you been doing it?"
"N-no, I didn't," Fam replied immediately.
"Don't lie. Mizuki seems troubled, so I'd like you to tell me what you think."
"I first started when I was 10 years old. I noticed there was a spot that felt good when I was wiping myself with a towel. But I didn't really have a place where I could be alone, and I got sick, so I could only do it when I had the opportunity."
I see. So even Fam does it. Though it seems like she does it far less often than I do.
"Mizuki, please keep this a secret."
"Yeah, I know."
I wanted mine to be kept a secret too, but I ended up telling the person I least wanted to know, so I guess it's pointless.
"Hey, Mizuki. Don't forget you're being raped."
Mash pointed it out to me. My reality was still far from being a critical situation.
"Spread it out and show me for yourself."
I did as I was told, pulling from both sides to make my vagina visible. I want an option other than doing as I'm told. How can I behave to get Mash to stop this?
"Mizuki, you look beautiful."
"...I'm not happy."
Mash brought his face close to my crotch. It's scary.
My clitoris was poked. Probably by a tongue. It must have been swollen already because I had been masturbating.
"Mmm... mmm..."
I can't help but let out a moan. My clitoris is being licked. It's a completely different kind of pleasure than when I do it myself.
The intensity gradually increased. He also played with my vaginal opening with his fingers. It was a little deeper than where he usually touched me.
"Ah, Mash, stop, ah, um..."
Unlike when I'm doing it myself, I can't control my voice. I don't want anyone to hear, but it just slips out.
His tongue and fingers relentlessly assaulted me. He wouldn't stop where I would normally have stopped. I was forced into uncharted territory.
"Mash, I'm going to cum, stop it, ah, ah, ah, I'm cumming!"
I came so easily. It was a feeling I'd never experienced before. It felt incredibly good. Mash easily guided my body towards pleasure as if I were a toy.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, my body was unable to move. I watched as Mash took off his clothes.
He pressed his penis against my vaginal opening. I couldn't believe my own body, which was allowing everything even though I was being raped.
"Mizuki, take birth control pills."
Fam offered me some medicine. I reached out my hand because I didn't want to have Mash's child.
"If you drink that, it's consensual sex."
What does this man want to do to me now that he's controlling me? I backed off.
"Mash, I know this might sound ridiculous, but when I was a child, I decided I would marry the first person I kissed. But when I came to this world, you forced yourself on me, so at least I want to dedicate my body to the person I marry."
"Do you have someone?"
"Hmm, he's not here."
The face of my senior from the swimming club flashed through my mind. But the man in front of me taught me that it wasn't him.
"Then I should be fine, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mash's juices started flowing mine. It was smooth, probably because I was so wet I could tell. It felt kind of nice.
"Oh, you've already... given up?
"Just the tip. Why haven't you resisted me this whole time?"
"My mind is trying to resist, but my body won't listen to me..."
My body is trying to obey Mash more than I do. It's frustrating. I want it to move. I want to stay a girl a little longer. I want to meet someone I like. I want to fall in love. But it's my own fault for creating a prince and teaching my body to do that. Tears well up in my eyes. Mash wipes them away with his finger.
"Well then, give up. I'll let you see it through to the end."
"...Mash, not that."
I didn't want Mash and the people around him to fall apart after he left. But even if they had tried to stop me, I would have had no choice but to leave Mash to protect myself.
While I was thinking about that, Mash entered me. I clenched my vagina with all my might to resist. But then I felt something break through, and after that he went all the way in at once.
"Aaaaaahhhhh!"
It felt like a hot iron rod had been inserted into my stomach.
"M-Mash, did it really happen? I-It hurts."
"It's in. It feels amazing. The tightness is perfect. Mizuki's pussy is a masterpiece too."
"Ouch, I'm not happy about that!"
Why would you praise something like that?
Mash is being pulled out, but the folds inside the vagina are resisting and preventing it.
And then it was inserted all the way in again.
"Aghhh"
He thrusts into my hips again and again. Mash's palms touch my body. He strokes my hair, then my cheek, then down to my neck, chest, and waist. Even though I'm being violated, I feel happy, and I want him to touch me more.
"Mizuki, you're the best!"
He hugged me. I wrapped my arms around Mash's back. He was my first man. His back was warm and broad. Unbelievably, my body was moving in time with the rhythm of Mash's hips.
His face came closer. He's my prince.
"Mash, um... um, um..."
A sigh, or rather a moan, escapes my lips. I don't want anyone to hear me this close.
"Mizuki, you've forgotten that you're being violated."
"I...I'm starting to hate myself. I don't want this..."
My earlobe was bitten. The tip of his tongue was inserted into my ear canal. Each time, my body involuntarily shivered. My neck was licked, and my armpits were licked as well.
"Mizuki, are you handling this yourself?"
"Originally, it was just fine, downy hair, but it disappeared along with the hair down there..."
I ended up answering anyway.
Mash's movements were getting faster. I could tell the end was near.
My breasts are being kneaded, and my nipples are being sucked. I let out a moan. I want them to stop. But it feels good, so I want them to keep touching me.
"Mizuki, it's almost time.
"Huh? No way. You'll get pregnant."
I knew it was almost over. But I don't want it to end like this
Mash's hip movements become faster.
I tried to push him away with my hands to prevent him from getting out, but he grabbed my hands and pressed them against my head.
Mash's trembled when I saw it.
"Nooooooooooo!"
I could feel the pulses and the sperm being poured into me again and again. Contrary to what I was saying, it was pleasurable. I wanted him to release it all. I couldn't move until Mash had released it all.
I wanted him to forgive me for ejaculating inside me. I wasn't using contraception. What will I do if I actually get pregnant?
Mash's thing slipped out of my vagina as if it had lost its strength.
Mash and I's heavy breathing has also subsided.
"I've lost everything..."
"Mizuki, I'm sorry to interrupt your mood, but take your birth control pills."
Mash came over and handed me some medicine while I was feeling exhausted.
"Huh, is that okay?"
"This situation is problematic, isn't it?"
"Yes, thank you."
I took the medicine. It's bitter. I want water.
"Mizuki, sorry to ask this, but we can't all sleep here. Let's go to my room."
"Huh? Huh? No, leave me alone."
I need some time alone to think things through calmly.
"Just get up."
I was forcibly woken up. This man apparently doesn't give me time to think. He took off my T-shirt, leaving me completely naked. I was embarrassed, but I didn't have the energy to hide.
"Fam, sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm going back to my room. Please lead the way."
"yes"
Once Fam receives the key from Mash, she picks up the lantern and starts walking.
"Hey, I'm naked!" She hastily covered her chest and crotch.
"If you make a fuss, everyone will see you," he said, intending to make me walk down the hallway naked.
"Isn't that a little too mean?"
"Just walk."
I was made to walk behind Fam. My crotch was chafing and hurting. Semen and vaginal fluid were dripping down, making it difficult to walk properly. I tottered up the stairs. Perhaps irritated by my slow movements, he put his finger inside me.
"Hiccup!"
I involuntarily let out a scream. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand.
We arrived at Mash's room. There was a big bed. This is where Mash holds Fam.
His fingers were still inside me. Perhaps because I was now allowed to make noise, he was kneading me.
I was pinned to the bed from the waist up. My lower body remained standing, so I was in a position with my butt sticking out. This position was embarrassing. But at least my face wasn't visible. The finger down there was pulled out.
"Things have gotten out of hand. I'm going to attack you "
"That's so cruel, like treating it like a toy."
"No, Mizuki is ready too."
He smeared my vaginal fluids, which were on his fingers, onto his cheek.
Mash's came again . It was lighter than the first time.
"Nooo!"
The draw began immediately.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
A sound escapes.
Mash bit my butt. He saw my anus. It's so embarrassing. When he pulled, my anus felt like it was going to open, so I had to clench my muscles tight.
"Mizuki, you're really beautiful..."
Someone commented on my anus. I just want them to stop.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
The moans haven't stopped for a while now. I'm just letting them do whatever they want.
I saw Fam. She had one hand sliding down to her crotch. She was staring at Mash.
"Fam..."
When Mash calls out to Fam, she comes over.
"Master... mmm, mmm..."
Although it's not visible from this position, it appears the two are kissing. The sound of saliva being exchanged can be heard.
"Hey, hey, isn't that a bit much!"
I blurted it out without thinking.
"Sorry, I'll focus on you. I'll be there soon.
My buttocks were grabbed, and the movement of my hips quickened. There was a slapping sound.
" Stop it."
" We just did it a little while ago, so it's the same thing. I'll come deep inside you and teach you that you belong to me."
It's not the same. Does Mash really intend to get me pregnant?
" I'll do it."
Mash's trembled again because of
"Ahhhhhh!"
I could feel the sperm pulsating inside me, pouring into me again and again. I had no choice but to accept it.
I was treated roughly, like a tool. It's frustrating. But I felt it.
They saw everything and touched me all over. It's frustrating. But I want them to touch me more. I want them to look at me more.
My first time was taken away from me. I'm upset. But I'm also happy.
It was released inside me. It was disgusting. But it felt so good that my mind almost went blank. That feeling of it being released inside me brings a pleasant, happy feeling.
I might be pregnant. It's scary. But if it's Mash, then it's okay.
I'm furious at Mash for doing something like this.
While I was in a daze, he leaned over me.
And then, he began to breathe softly in his sleep.
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Fam pulled Mash away from me, who was on top of me, and dragged him to the center of the bed. I thought he might wake up, but he was still asleep. Fam patted the blanket beside him. It seemed I could sleep there too. I thought about going back to my room, but it was too much trouble.
"Mizuki, are you okay?"
"...Yeah. Fam, are you really sure this was the right thing to do?"
"It seems my master was in love with Mizuki." Is that really true? Can I believe it?
"What I want to ask is about Pham herself."
"..."
Fam fell silent. It was a stupid question. Of course she didn't want to answer it. But she couldn't stop Mash. Because she really did love him.
When I shifted slightly, she covered me with a blanket. I felt I should say something else, but after she'd seen me in such a humiliating state, I didn't know what to say. Fam seemed to want to say something similar, but she also seemed hesitant.
"Good night, Mizuki."
"Okay, goodnight, Fam."
Fam seems to be sleeping next to Mash on the other side. The lamp has been turned off.
My mind was a mess. Tears started to flow.
I had sex with someone I didn't even like.
No, I can't. I'll be honest. I've always been interested in Mash. I've always had feelings for him. It's a feeling I've never experienced with any other man.
Mash is probably someone I like. But I'm worried that he'll continue to treat me like an object.
I want to stay at this party tomorrow too.
If I act as I always do, will things stay the same as before?
More importantly, will Fam forgive me? I'll try asking her, even though it's a long shot.
If it doesn't work out, I don't want to think about what happens next.
I accidentally touched my crotch. There was still a slight pain. A mixture of vaginal fluid and semen was dripping down. I tried to scoop it up and examine it, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. It had a unique, indescribable smell.
I spent a considerable amount of time wondering whether or not to lick it.
I took a deep breath and put it in my mouth.
"Ugh, it's awful. It tastes like blood."
I did something stupid. I wanted water, but there was nothing I could do. I should have continued being an adventurer until I could use basic magic.
The next morning, I ended up kissing Mash.
It was just a light kiss, a greeting where our lips barely touched, but it was the first kiss I initiated of my own volition.
I leaned in, and finally he kissed me.