"Y-You bastard!"
Taking a single step forward cleared my mind like a fog lifting from my head.
'That was close... way too close.'
I'd been furious at falling under some kind of hypnosis, but terror had instantly cooled my rage.
The feeling of not being myself anymore.
The hand had appeared out of nowhere, catching me so off guard that I'd kept letting it touch me.
I never imagined it would keep groping even if I refused, leaving me stammering in place, unable to move or resist, just offering up my body.
My breasts, my ass... and even something like simulated sex. It all felt so natural that I hadn't even realized I was hypnotized.
As a result, without knowing it, I'd been teasing its cock with my ass... putting on that coquettish act like I was enjoying every touch. The memory was burned vividly into my mind.
The sticky sensation of its cum still coating me made it all too real.
(What a shame.)
"Wh-When I say forward?! Let go! Let gooo! Ahhhn!"
The Stalker gripped my thighs, its tongue lapping relentlessly at my pussy.
(Is she trying to tempt me?)
I twisted my hips and writhed to pull away backward, but its hold on my thighs was ironclad—I couldn't budge.
The thing kept slurping at my pussy before tugging my swimsuit down and thrusting its tongue deep inside, just like before.
"Eek... Hiiyaah!"
Getting violated in a hypnotized daze was one thing, but this—with a clear head—was on another level entirely.
The unimaginable pleasure, something no man could fathom, had me writhing at the waist until I realized it was pointless. I froze in place, helpless.
God only knew how many it'd devoured to master such unthinkable techniques. The precise sucking at my weak spots...
I forgot to even buck my hips, clamping both hands over my mouth to preserve the last shred of my male pride while its tongue worked me over relentlessly.
Slurp... slurp...
The Stalker must have sensed I wasn't fighting anymore.
It kept licking and sucking with its tongue while kneading my ass cheeks with both hands.
'Why does a woman's body feel this good...?!'
Was this normal for women, or was there something wrong with this body?
The tongue teasing my pussy and the hands groping my ass hit me all at once.
Its hands spread my cheeks wide, trying to shove its tongue even deeper, while the sticky groping savored every inch of my ass.
'I have to... go forward.'
It gripped my hips or pelvis like it would never let me turn back.
Every time I tried to twist around, its hold tightened, preventing any turn.
With superhuman endurance, I managed one step forward.
But that effort was for nothing—the Stalker ramped up its tongue assault as if urging me to climax quickly.
"Nooo...! Please..!"
Would it let me go if I came now?
No way. If I were the Stalker, I'd never release my prey.
I'd force orgasm after orgasm until she was a broken mess, then make her look me in the face.
-Squiiirt!
"Aaaaahhn!"
In the end, fully aware and for the first time as a woman, I came.
But as expected, the nightmare didn't end.
"I came! I came, so let go!"
-Slurp... smooch...
I couldn't even lower my head.
If I did and the Stalker looked up at that moment, it'd be game over—enslaved.
I desperately shoved at its head, but it didn't budge an inch.
My only choice was to endure its tongue and hands.
'If three minutes pass like this...'
That hypnosis from before would kick in again.
I'd lose all resistance, lower my head... and become its slave.
"Ooooh! Stop iiiit!"
It spread my ass wide and plunged its tongue deep into my pussy, licking furiously.
Just that alone left me utterly unable to resist.
"No... nooo!"
I came again.
My mind flashed white, my body went limp for a moment, and my hands gripping its head clenched hard.
My legs trembled violently, barely holding me up, but it showed no signs of stopping.
"Stop! Please!"
-Smooch
"Haaaahn!"
Sucking hard on my clit made me climax once more.
My hands tightened on its head, but my legs buckled completely.
The instant I started to collapse...
Grip!
"Ack!"
The Stalker pressed down on my ass, propping me up instead.
"Why?! Ahhh!"
But it was just a brief tease—it dove back in with its tongue, wilder than ever.
With my legs useless, I hunched my still-mobile torso forward, desperate to topple ahead and escape this hell.
Yet the Stalker supported me with unbelievable strength once more.
"No! Nooo!"
I prayed for escape in that position and took one step forward.
The Stalker, which had been immovable as an ancient tree in any other pose, yielded easily when I pushed ahead.
In a normal situation, I'd think the Stalker followed the rules too—molesting all it wanted but unable to block forward progress.
But endless orgasms had ruined any normalcy for me. I couldn't advance anymore.
Worse, this position let it thrust its tongue even deeper from below, amplifying the pleasure.
"Ugh..."
I couldn't escape, and lowering my head would force eye contact.
The last thread of reason kept my gaze up... but if I gave in and looked down, I'd plunge into a hellish pleasure far beyond this.
-Squelch!
"Hiiik?!"
That's when its finger slid into my asshole.
Instantly, my mind snapped alert.
Breasts, ass, pussy—those were a woman's sensitive spots.
But the anus? That was from my male days.
Instinctive revulsion surged, letting me lunge forward.
(What a shame... If you hadn't made that promise, I'd have caught you ages ago.)
"Heok... heok... Pro... mise...?"
My head throbbed.
The rapid climaxes followed by a brief pause had left me hypersensitive.
(Forgot our little deal already?)
-So cute. Stay still, and I'll grip that waist tight so you can't run, then fuck your pussy with my tongue until you cum.
-I'll train your ass to feel as good as your pussy. Suck those huge tits, stroke your bucking hips. You'll be so sexy and adorable.
Its words overlapped in my mind.
'Was I always this sharp?' But the point was, if I'd stayed put, I'd have endured all that.
Chills ran down my spine.
This wasn't some lewd game where you get toyed with briefly and set free all soft and gooey.
Once caught, it was forever—a merciless world.
At least the enemy was a beautiful woman... but endless brutal orgasms or hypnosis slavery? No thanks.
(Still... you can't walk now, can you?)
"Hik?!"
I had no strength left to walk.
A bit more rest—just a tiny bit—and maybe, but not now.
(You'll recover soon... so I should strike now.)
The Stalker approached slowly and sat on my thighs.
Then... I felt its cock pressing against my pussy.
(Your choice. Keep going like before, or just once. One thrust, then an hour's rest?)
"Ahh... Nooo! Ahh!"
As if refusing any break, it mounted my prone body, rubbing its cock against my entrance while fingering the hole teasingly.
Even that was enough for my sensitized pussy to feel it intensely.
(That mental fortitude... I love it. Your tits, ass, face—everything. You're mine, no question. I crave you.)
One hand fingered me while the other kneaded my ass stickily.
Its touch screamed confidence—like three minutes would make me hers anyway, so pick whatever.
"Ack... Wait..."
'The Rulebook says no direct sex acts—never permit them. And the Stalker's still asking for consent.'
(Your willpower's amazing. Thinking of other things even now?)
'Like a vampire barred from uninvited homes, the Stalker... ugh... has rules. It can't do direct sex freely.'
(Such resolve. Truly impressive. Once you're mine, I'll schedule breaks to keep that spirit alive. Gotta cherish a gem like you.)
"Please... no sex."
(Three minutes like this works fine for me.)
I felt its cock throbbing viciously.
Panting, eager to plunge in at the slightest permission.
The Rulebook warned against direct sex—worse than hypnosis awaited.
But refusing now meant hypnosis.
"Ugh..."
(Incredible! You crawled just a bit forward—three more minutes now?)
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
"Hiiiik!"
Helplessness and despair crashed over me.
The Stalker seemed thrilled by my movement, targeting my weaknesses with ruthless precision.
And with my climax, I realized I was trapped in a no-win scenario.
(I'm taking you. Cute, beautiful, killer body, sharp mind, virgin-like reactions? No way I'm letting go.)
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙NEW!
My vision blurred from the nonstop climaxes, and under the hypnosis's sway, the Stalker's ass pressing against my thighs actually felt... good.