Hot Spring Inn: Possession by a Beautiful College Student, Yuki - Part 4

　My body, filled to the brim with semen, went limp as I slumped into the man's arms. In the water, my body continued to tremble with heat, my thoughts clouded by the remnants of pleasure. But the man didn't let me rest. He grabbed my hips and lifted me up, spinning my body around to seat me facing him on the edge of the bath. The man's hot cock was still inside me, unremoved.

"Ha, hee, fuuun…♡"

The man's robust flesh, rising from the water, loomed before me. His hips pressed against my crotch in the water, and his hot cock dug deeper into the depths of my womb.

"What's wrong, Yuki? You can still take more, can't you?"

At the man's words, my body trembled as if by reflex. My mind had completely dissolved into pleasure. There was no longer any reason, pride, or shame. I could only honestly express the pleasure this body craved.

"Augh, cock… cock, here, please ♡ It feels so good…! Hee, my pussy, feels so good with your cock ♡♡"

The sheer directness of the words escaping my lips made my last sliver of reason retreat. Why was I able to utter such embarrassing words? But the man's cock, swaying in the water, continued to stimulate my pleasure, dully yet surely.

"Heh, to think you'd change this much. You're a truly amusing woman."

The man grinned and, stroking my thighs, thrust his hips upwards. That stimulation made my womb contract with a guu.

"Nnngh, ah, aah…! My girl parts feel so good right now ♡ I want it deeper…! "

"Girl parts, you say? I see, so they feel that good. I never expected this much… you've got potential."

The man peered into my face, gazing as if mocking my utterly melted expression. But his mockery was now luring this body even deeper into pleasure.

Still in a seated position facing each other, the man embraced my body and began to move his hips vigorously in the water. Water splashed, and the wet sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the outdoor bath.

Eventually, the man had me stand at the edge of the bath. As I placed my hands on the water outlet and leaned my body forward, he inserted his cock from behind me again. In the steam, my wet body received his slick cock.

"Nnngh, Hee…! My hips are going deep…! "

Each time he thrust deep, my vision blurred white. The man whispered in my ear.

"Hey, hey, if you moan so loud, what if other guests come? Honestly, you're really worked up. If this body were free, I'd fuck you anywhere, anytime."

The man's words treated my body as if it were his possession. Those vulgar statements somehow gave my body a strange pleasure. I wanted to be defiled endlessly with this body.

Sitting on the edge of the bath, I straddled the man's thighs, my body swaying in the position.

In the center of the bath, the man held me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Pressed against a rock by the man, I received him in a kneeling position.

In various positions, my body continued to accept the man's cock. The warmth of the water, the man's hot cock, and the mucus oozing from my body mingled, and the intercourse continued, deep and dense.

Throughout it all, I continued to cry out sweet moans.

"Ai, augh…! Pierce me deeper…! Mess up the very depths of my pussy with your cock…! Heehee…!"

"Haha, good, good! I really love you when you break down like this! Honestly, Yuki's body is the best."

The man continued to incite me with words that seemed to push me away, even as I drowned in pleasure. Each one of them slammed my reason and my pride against the ground. But each time, my body clung to the man, yearning for deeper pleasure.

"Augh, uuuu…! Not enough…! Go deeper, I'm gonna cum…! Cum inside me, please…! All of it, everything! Fill me with your cock…♡"

My body swelled to its limits once more. My vision turned white, and a ringing filled my ears.

"Alright, alright! If you want it that badly, I'll give it all to you! Your surging lust is irresistible!"

The man's hips sank in particularly deep, with a powerful thrust.

"—Splurt, slurp, slurp…! Throb, throb, throb…!!!!"

A massive amount of hot semen was poured, again and again, into the depths of my womb without reservation. The inside of my body was filled with a continuous gushing sound of warmth.

"Ai, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!"

A long, sweet shriek was swallowed by the night sky. My body convulsed repeatedly, completely losing all strength.

My entire body's muscles repeatedly convulsed, my consciousness hazy with the residue of pleasure. In the hot water, I felt as if I could melt away completely.

"Haha, it was the best, Yuki."

The man let out a satisfied sound, then gripped my hips and gently brought me to the edge of the bath. Slowly, he withdrew his cock from my body. With a slick sensation, it slid out, and my body let out a pathetic sigh. As it withdrew, the semen pooled in my womb gushed out from my crotch in a thick stream, drawing white trails in the water.

"Well, you can enjoy yourself from here on out. By morning, your body will have reverted anyway."

The man patted my head, then got out of the bath and left the outdoor area. There was no hesitation in his departing back. The cold wind suddenly brushed against my skin, now alone. That coldness, to my body still seared by the heat of pleasure, felt like a piercing, chilling sensation.

The man knew. He knew that this mass of pleasure would return to its original form by morning, forgetting everything that had happened. Or rather, he knew that the entity possessing this unattainable body would disappear by morning. That's why he had used this beautiful body to its fullest as a tool to utterly devour the pleasure before him, without any constraints. Left behind in the water, I could only tremble in the space between that heat and the cold…

I returned to the room like a sleepwalker. Shedding the wet, crumpled yukata, I collapsed onto the futon. The depths of my womb were still heavily filled with the man's semen, which continued to send warm, lingering waves of pleasure. But that wasn't enough.

The heat and numbness remaining throughout my body. I had experienced pleasure to the point of melting, yet somehow, a profound emptiness, as if a hole had opened in the core of my heart, lay within me. I wanted more, so much more, to devour the pleasure this body craved.

With trembling hands, I touched my crotch. My fingertips met a mucous membrane that was likely hypersensitive from the sex just moments ago. A particularly intense shiver ran through me. Gently, I caressed the tip of my clitoris with my finger. And then, a sweet, numbing pleasure I had never experienced before spread through my body.

"Nn, nnngh…! It feels good…! Augh, but it's not enough…! It's still not enough…♡"

My own fingers brought me a stimulation that, while lacking the man's cock, sent a new pleasure seeping into every corner of my body.

I ran my hot fingers along the entrance of my vagina. It was still wet and slick with the man's semen. The folds of flesh, softened by the bath and my prolonged stimulation, clung to my fingers. I slid one finger inside. Slurp, warm flesh enveloped my finger.

"Ah… Ah…! My pussy isn't getting enough pleasure…! ♡ I want to feel more, so much more…!"

My voice, sweet and petulant like a child's tantrum, escaped my lips. The act of pleasuring myself strangely brought about a deeper excitement than the sex.

The pleasure of being violated by the man was indeed intense. But this pleasure, of savoring my own body with my own fingers, according to my heart's desire, was something else entirely. I could stimulate the very depths at my own will.

"No…! I want this body…! No, I don't want to go back…! I want to masturbate more…!"

I'm afraid of the morning. The thought that this beautiful woman's body will no longer be mine tomorrow is more terrifying than anything. I don't want to let go of a body so sensual, capable of utterly devouring pleasure. There's a pleasure I can't experience without this body. There are desires I can't satisfy without this body.

A terrible sense of loss, like scratching at my chest, is slowly eroding my heart.

"My pussy wants to feel better… Ugh… I want all the pleasure a girl can give, more, more…!"

I wept uncontrollably on the futon, groping my crotch with both hands.

No matter how much I ran my fingers over it, no matter how deep I probed, the pleasure came in waves and then receded. Each time, the void hollowed out in my heart seemed to grow larger and colder, a growing emptiness. The blissful feeling of fullness I had right after the man came inside me was gone, nowhere to be found. No matter how much this body was drenched in pleasure, my heart remained utterly unfulfilled.

"Why…! Why, even though it feels so good, am I not satisfied?!"

On the futon, I sobbed. My tears wouldn't stop. I was given such a wonderful body, so why did the man leave? Why was I left alone, feeling so hollow?

Suddenly, my eyes drifted to a corner of the room. There lay Yuki's belongings, which I hadn't touched since taking over this body. A small travel bag, and a small pouch carelessly placed atop it. And next to the pouch, a smartphone lay.

—A smartphone…

Having this wouldn't change anything. Yes, that's what the old me would have thought. When I was a man, I was a coward who hesitated to touch other people's private things. But I was different now. The impulses dwelling within this body, the hunger for unfulfilled pleasure, were dominating my thoughts.

Yuki, that beautiful woman, will probably go back to her happy life tomorrow as if nothing had happened. After all, she won't remember being played with by that man, not in the slightest. It's absolutely unforgivable. It was I who savored this pleasure. It was I who tasted this humiliation. I will never allow her to live, smiling blissfully, knowing nothing.

As if drawn by a magnet, I picked up the smartphone. The screen was dark, locked. I wouldn't know the password anyway, and facial recognition certainly wouldn't work with this face, I thought. As I mused on this, I casually pointed the screen towards my own face.

—Beep.

After a moment's pause, the lock displayed on the screen was effortlessly released.

—Facial recognition…?

My body trembled with joy, surpassing surprise. That's right, this body is Yuki's body. That's why facial recognition works with this face. This body is completely mine now.

On the unlocked screen, various app icons were lined up. Among them, I spotted the familiar camera icon. As if pulled by an invisible force, I tapped it.

—Click.

The screen switched to camera mode, displaying the scene before me. But it wasn't to view the scenery. I tapped the button to switch to the front camera on the screen and pointed it at myself.

What was reflected there was skin slightly flushed by the post-bath heat. Wet black hair clung to my skin. And then, the alluringly beautiful figure of red, swollen lips of flesh, ravaged by the man in the bath, and the crotch below, glistening and wet with hot nectar, peeking out.

—A beautiful naked girl.

That was undoubtedly me in the screen. The perfect, and most beloved being that I, back when I was a man, could only fantasize about, was now reflected naked before my eyes.

I looked at myself in the screen and smirked, the corners of my mouth lifting.

I scrolled through the smartphone screen, which was in camera mode. From the list of apps, I tapped the phone icon. Yuki's contact list appeared on the screen. Most of the names lined up were unfamiliar to me. I could guess a few might be family, but the many other names evoked a sense of connection to someone unknown.

"Hmph. I don't care who you were. Your life, your voice, I'll contaminate it all."

Muttering this, I scrolled through names at random. It wouldn't matter which name I chose; the result would be the same. They were Yuki's acquaintances, friends, or lovers. One facet of Yuki's social connections. I would ruin their faces and freely exploit this beautiful body. My own reflection on the smartphone screen burned with twisted delight.

I stopped at a familiar-sounding name and tapped the call button without hesitation. From the smartphone pressed to my ear, the ringing sound of pururururu could be heard. My heartbeat quickened with a tokun.

—Whoever answers, it'll be someone I don't know anyway. Pick up. I'll let you hear the screams of ecstasy from this beautiful body.

After several rings, there was a click as the call connected.

"Hello? Yuki? What's wrong? It's unusual for you to call at this hour."

The voice on the other end was a man's. It sounded slightly sheepish, a friendly voice. I didn't care who he was. I only knew that this man was someone with whom Yuki had a moderately intimate relationship.

"Hah, hee, fuuun…♡"

I deliberately answered with nothing but a sweet sigh. How the other party would interpret it. After a brief silence, the man's voice came through.

"Yuki? Are you okay? Your voice sounds strange? Did you happen to catch a fever at the hot spring…?"

His voice was gentle. He was probably worried about Yuki. But I had no intention of considering Yuki's personal feelings at all. The man's kindness, conversely, stimulated the base impulse sleeping deep within my heart. My heart was dominated by an ugly desire to thoroughly destroy everything "Yuki" had built, with these very hands.

"Nnngh…! Hee…! Fu, faaaaannn♡"

While holding the smartphone to my ear, I began to grope my crotch on the futon. Each time my fingers touched, my sensitive membranes reacted with a twitch. Waves of pleasure surged from the depths of my body.

"Ngh, Yuki?! What in the world is wrong? It sounds like… I can hear something?"

The man's voice was clearly agitated. His distress only stimulated my sense of transgression, doubling my pleasure. Yes, this man was hearing the pleasure sounds coming from Yuki's voice and Yuki's body. This meant that a stain of me had already been etched into this man's life.

"Augh, augh, my cock isn't enough…! More, more, make my girl parts feel so good…! ♡"

As if to be heard by the man on the other end of the line, I cried out my pleasure in straightforward words. Each time my finger rubbed my clitoris, a paralyzing pleasure shot through my entire body. I could feel hot nectar slowly oozing from my crotch.

"W-wait, Yuki! What if someone hears that! You can make those kinds of sounds too, huh… I'm really surprised…"

The man's voice, though tinged with desperation, conveyed a certain excitement. What, in the end, he was just another male excited by Yuki's state. The thought filled me with an even more vile joy.

"Hee…! Yes, this girl feels so good…! Ah, augh, you mustn't tell anyone… okay…? Nnngh… hic!"

Like a secret being confessed, I let out a sweet moan. At the same time, my fingers moved more fiercely. My fingers, grinding and stimulating the bud of pleasure.

"I-I know…! But are you really okay? You sound like you're pushing yourself…"

The man's worried voice reached my ears. But that worry only amplified my pleasure. I wasn't pushing myself. This was a pure cry of pleasure welling up from this body.

"Augh, nnngh…! I'm fine…! Yuki is teasing her pussy herself right now, and it feels so good…! Listen, okay? It's going to feel even better, so much better…♡"

As if provoking the man, I explained my actions in my own voice. And then, without hesitation, I inserted one finger, then another, deep into my vagina. The mucus-slicked walls of flesh clung to my fingers.

"Augh…! Nnnngh…! Yes, yes…! It's brushing against the spot that feels good…! Hot… feels so good…!"

The man's voice on the other end of the line was inaudible. But surely, the man's ethics worrying about Yuki and his lust being excited by Yuki's pleasure were in fierce conflict. Imagining such a pathetic opponent filled my heart with the greatest satisfaction.

"Yuki! Stop it! You're really in trouble! What are you doing, hey!"

The man's frantic voice came through, fragmented. But those words didn't reach me. The torrent of pleasure had completely dominated my consciousness. There was no longer anything that could stop the impulses welling up from the depths of this body.

"Ngh… Augh…! I'm coming…! Hee…! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!"

My fingers probed deep within the flesh. An intense pleasure, as if directly stimulating the entrance to my womb, assaulted me. My entire body trembled, and my hips involuntarily jolted. My vision turned pure white, reaching a peak of pleasure that numbed my brain.

"Haa, haa, haa…"

I exhaled deeply, hot breaths. From the tip of my clitoris, a hot pulse throbbed. My senses sharpened, and a burning arousal spread to every corner of my body.

From the other end of the phone, only the man's ragged breathing could be heard. Whether he was saying anything or nothing, I couldn't tell at this moment. All I knew was that through the smartphone pressed to my ear, his presence was undeniably there.

I ended the call. A click, and the connection to the man on the other end was severed. What remained was a body melted by pleasure and an unfulfilled craving.

"Hmph…"

I withdrew my fingers. A thick, milky white fluid spilled from my crotch. This pleasure was undoubtedly created by "Yuki's" body. But it was I who had experienced this pleasure. I wanted to savor this body more deeply, more intensely.

I picked up the smartphone again. The man's disturbed voice from before had given me a clue to find a new prey. What kind of relationships did this woman, "Yuki," have around her? How would they react if they saw Yuki like this? I wanted to hear it with my own ears. And then, I wanted to thoroughly defile the life of this woman called "Yuki," even more.

I scrolled through the contact list. This time, with a slightly more devious approach.

My finger stopped on a woman named "Saki." A best friend, perhaps, or an important companion? Someone deeply involved in Yuki's private life. What kind of reaction would she have if she heard this? The mere thought made the depths of my crotch ache.

I tapped the call button. Pururururu…

After a few rings, a bright, energetic voice came through.

"Hello? Yuki? What's up? It's unusual for you to call at this hour."

It seemed Saki was on close terms with Yuki. I did as I had before, saying nothing, and letting out only a sweet sigh.

"Fu, fa… Nnngh…♡"

"Yuki? Hey, are you okay? Is something wrong with your health? Did you catch a cold in the bath…"

Her voice was concerned, but it gradually began to notice the strange sounds coming through the phone.

"Augh…, this spot… Hee…!"

This time, instead of my fingers, I hugged a cushion to my crotch and pressed it against myself. The soft cushion gently covered and then compressed the entrance to my flesh. The friction from the cushion stimulated my clitoris, and pleasure slowly spread through me.

"Y-Yuki…? Hey, did I just hear a strange noise? What was that? Is someone there?"

Saki's voice gradually took on a cautious tone. But that only heightened my excitement. I wanted to twist this kind woman's heart with fear and confusion.

"Nnngh…! Hee…! Augh…! This girl… is feeling so good right now…! I-I can't hold back anymore…!"

I pressed the cushion to my crotch, moving my hips up and down. The softness of the cushion clung wetly to the entrance of my flesh, creating a pleasure that felt like it was tightening deep inside.

"Yuki! What in the world is wrong?! Speak properly! Hey, could it be… you're not doing something weird by yourself, are you?!"

Saki's voice took on a tone neither anger nor confusion, but something in between. That reaction was irresistible. But I could no longer stop. This body was a slave to pleasure.

"Augh…! Nnngh…! S-Sorry… Saki…! Yuki… I can't stop…!! Hee…!"

Still pressing the cushion to my crotch, I moved my hips even more violently. The entrance of my flesh created a wet friction with the cushion material, and pleasure pierced the core of my body. I could feel hot nectar overflowing.

"Yuki! Hello! If there's someone else there, I'm asking you to let them speak! Could it be, someone's forcing you…?! Hey, answer me!"

Saki's voice, now increasingly tense, could be heard. While listening to her voice, I raced towards the peak of pleasure.

"Augh…! Nnngh…! S-Sorry… Saki…! Yuki… I can't stop anymore…! Hee…!"

Pressing the cushion to my crotch, I moved my hips violently. The entrance to my flesh created a wet friction with the cushion material, and pleasure pierced the core of my body. I could feel hot nectar overflowing. But this indirect stimulation was no longer enough. The depths of my body screamed for a more direct, intense impulse.

"Yuki! Hello! If there's someone else there, I'm asking you to let them speak! Could it be, someone's forcing you…! Hey, answer me!"

Saki's tense voice could be heard. Those words didn't reach my ears; the craving for pleasure had overshadowed everything. I threw away the cushion I was holding and ran my hot, wet fingers back to my crotch.

"Heeeee…! Ah, aaaaahn! Here, right here…! This girl, here… Hee!"

With my thumb and index finger, I pinched the bud of flesh. The moment I applied relentless stimulation, a violent pleasure, incomparable to anything before, shot through my head. Currents ran through my body, and my body convulsed uncontrollably.

"Yuki! Don't tell me you're…!? You've lost your mind! What in the world has happened to you?!"

Saki's voice had completely descended into panic. But such worried words no longer registered. This brain-scorching pleasure drowned out all other sounds.

"Ah, ugh…! Saki…! I'm about to cum…! Listen, listen…! Hee…!"

My voice was no longer Yuki's. It was the scream of a beast instinctively seeking pleasure. My fingers moved faster, more violently. I stimulated my clitoris, twisting it forcefully. Before my eyes, the world became hazy white and distorted.

"Augh…! Nnnnngh…! Kuu…! Kuuuruaaaaaaa!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

A maddening, overwhelming pleasure, like a thrust from the depths of my womb, coursed through me. From the tips of my fingers to the top of my head, intense stimulation, as if burning my brain, rushed through my entire body. My body arched like a bow, convulsing over and over.

—Spurt-slurrrrrrr!!!!!

Warm liquid gushed uncontrollably from the entrance of my flesh. From the bedsheets, from my crotch, hot sprays of fluid scattered. A female ejaculation. It was completely different from the pleasure of my womb being filled when the man ejaculated inside me. It was an intense orgasm, born from direct nerve stimulation, making my brain numb and explosive, melting my body to the bone.

My body sagged into the futon, my breathing hot and ragged. From my fingertips to my toenails, my entire body trembled. The emptiness I had felt moments before, the unfulfilled void, was nowhere to be found. Only the lingering sweet, numbing afterglow of pleasure spread through me.

Click.

From the smartphone pressed to my ear, I heard the sound of the call disconnecting. Saki's voice was gone. Only my own ragged breaths echoed in the Japanese-style room.