I Am In The Middle Of Being Hypnotised prologue 19 Jan 18, 2020

Episode 0: Prologue

Author Note:

Rather than a long novel, I'm writing a short story about someone who has been hypnotised.

Huh?

What was I doing again?

This is…

Isn't this my room? What are you spacing out for, me…

Oh yeah, I was thinking that I'd definitely masturbate before going to bed, but I ended up falling asleep before masturbating…

I guess I ended up falling asleep while preparing to do so, huh…to think that I fell asleep with my mouth still sucking on the vibrator while holding anal beads and countless rotor cords…but I can't think of any other explanation.

Haah…it's already 1 o'clock…although I did lots of pervy stuff today, if I masturbated until I came 100 times starting from now, it would already be morning…if that happened, I wouldn't be able to make it to first period tomorrow.

…huh? Is that wrong? Ah, I got it! Tomorrow, I was planning on resting until lunch before going to my part time job at the convenience store.

…yeah, I won't wear my underwear and I'll put on the miniskirt that I have…

…ah, yeah. I was also going to add a small bell to my nipple piercings, and masturbate whenever I have free time during my part time job.

…even though I'm half asleep, that's pretty awful…how could I forget such a thing?

The part time job at the convenience store which I wanted to quit so badly.

Didn't I decide that I'd put holes in my uniform so that my nipples would stick out on my last day?

Although it's hidden by an apron, it would be found out the moment I move, and so the store manager would get angry and fire me—or at least that's the scenario I came up with!

Geez, since the manager doesn't come until night time, I wonder how many times I can masturbate behind the drink shelves…

…aah…didn't I also decide that I should get naked, kneel on the floor (dogeza) and apologise when I get scolded by the manager, and quit even if he forgives this pervert?

Eh? Somehow, aren't I a bit strange today? …nah, I'm not strange at all. I'm a woman who will follow through with what I've decided on, y'know!

Without getting mixed up with any strange men, I will study and get a respectable job as a Perverted Meat Toilet.

I was told that my pride and ideals were quite high since I was small but it couldn't be helped, y'know. Although I'm saying this about myself, but with my face, G-cup breasts and slender waist, tight butt and smooth legs, I won't stop dreaming.

I mean, recently I've properly removed the hair from my lower body, and I've even used make-up so as to make my eyes look thicker, dolling myself up like a gyaru so that I could polish my womanhood. It'd be the end of me if I forgot how to polish myself up even though I'm gonna be a meat toilet. I was properly taught such, after all.

Also, during my everyday life, I should sit on top of the person who's driving instead of the passenger seat. When my boyfriend is eating, I should suck his cock from underneath the table. Doing lots of embarrassing things as my boyfriend tells me to do is my way of releasing stress.

……boyfriend? …boyfriend…huh? That's strange. It seems like I can't remember my boyfriend's name today. I wonder when did I start going out with darling…ah, geez. As expected, it seems like I'm just too sleepy. Let's just quickly masturbate.

And then, when I stretched my butt up high and spread my legs so that they were just a little bit above my head as though to assume a piledriver position, I made sure to check that my pussy was caught in the camera near my pillow just like usual before inserting rotors into my sopping wet pussy one by one so that it they could be clearly seen.

“ah…so good…”

I was truly happy about the fact that there were about a dozen pieces of tied condoms filled to the brim with sperm all around my waist.

…oh, there's so much for tomorrow's breakfast. Lucky…

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Her luck was bad. However, other than that, she was blessed with a good face, nice body, and an environment that raised her. One could only say that she had really bad luck after she caught the eye of a certain man in that forum on that day.

Her light brown hair was well maintained, and her long hair was fastened lightly at the back, curled and rolled inwardly at the base of her chest.

Her bangs were just long enough to the extent that they covered her eyebrows. It had become a habit for her to sometimes part it so that it wouldn't get in her eyes.

And, while it felt like she usually hunched forward a little so that her large chest wrapped in a slightly smaller-sized bra would not stand out, her spine would stretch out straight when receiving customers, and signs of her tight cup-size would show on the surface of her uniform.

As for her smiling face, the Yaeba revealed when her white teeth were exposed by the raised corners of her mouth burst with character. Her makeup also seemed to not be applied too lightly, nor too heavily.

(TL Note: Yaeba = https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yaeba)

Also, when talking to her juniors at her part time job, she would show a slightly blunt demeanour as she talked about herself, whilst displaying the sociability to make conversations more exciting in a good way when talking to her seniors or the store manager.

She always wore skinny denim jeans, and she endeavoured to work as her sneakers, which were easy to move in, made squeaking sounds.

Her good friend, who would sometimes visit, possessed extremely earnest features and looked quite ordinary. However, it could not be denied that her interactions at that time seemed as though she was looking down on her friend.

On a certain day during her second year of college life, whilst working at her part-time job at the convenience store, her life became messed up when she handed change to a certain man. This is such a story.

[This one will do.]

“Your change is 20 yen. Thank… …yes. I will go to the back of the store in 10 minutes… …ah, eh? Um, t-thank you very much~. Please come again.”

Author Note:

It would seem that I've been hypnotised to think that it would be nice to get bookmarks and evaluations for this story.