"Ride the train in a swimsuit starting tomorrow." In exchange for the shameful photos taken in that dim warehouse, I was forced into a contract to become a 'toy' for men.
In the crowded morning train, amidst the stifling humidity and the greasy body odor of middle-aged men, I am the anomaly, having cast aside my uniform for a single piece of swimwear. At first, the shocked stares of the passengers and the contemptuous whispers were so terrifying and embarrassing that I wanted to die.
But then, the sweaty hands of men clinging to my skin and the sensation of fingers relentlessly teasing me in time with the train's vibration began to melt my brain. Surrounded by many men, being stared at like a spectacle and touched... the moment I realized I was no longer a human, but just a 'meat toilet for molesters', a thrilling pleasure shot through me.
"Please... make me feel good again today..." Drenched in cum and love juice, crawling on the floor in this school swimsuit, this is the own true me. I can't go back to being a boring, ordinary schoolgirl. Because I am this 'happy'.
