The mind-numbing pleasure was also the same.
“Ah, ahhn, wait, wait. My butt feels weird!”
Mutsuki did not know what to do with his hands, so he squeezed the apron in embarrassment.
Shuntarou could see the change in Mutsuki’s face and in the vulva blossoming before his eyes.
The increased blood flow caused the flesh to spread out even after the stimulation ceased.
“Eh hee hee. I’m betting it isn’t just your ass that feels weird.”
The man waved a hand to gather the boy’s attention.
Once Mutsuki’s eyes were on it, Shuntarou moved his finger down to the spread labia.
“Hh…hh.”
“Do you want me to tease it?”
“I-I…”
Mutsuki did not originally have a vagina. Having a man’s ugly gaze directed at a body part that did not even feel like his own made him blush and frown at the same time.
He could not say he wanted it. No matter what form his body took, he was still a boy at heart. He may have been able to ask for it from a woman or Lucia, but this man seemed to ooze male lust from his every pore. Not to mention that the man had abducted him.
“Khn.”
But no matter how much his mind rejected it, his body continued to change.
As the fingertip stickily stirred up the entrance, that secret garden moved on its own to suck at the finger. His male mind was shocked by the alluring shape of the vulva, but he also knew its movement expressed exactly what it was he wanted.
“You want me to tease it, don’t you?”
“…”
The man gently stroked the pink flesh sticking out while avoiding the clitoris and vaginal entrance. He provided no more stimulation than that as he asked again.
Mutsuki of course knew what a girl would say in this situation.
The man watched with a thin smile and Mutsuki hesitantly nodded his head.
When the man sitting cross-legged on the bed held Mutsuki close, the fat acted as a cushion. It was a lot like being seated on a soft sofa.
Mutsuki had been given the right to sit on that sofa.
So it was of his own free will that he spread his legs.
“Look, look. Eh hee hee. Can you see how lewd your pussy looks right now?”
“Ah, y-yes, I can…”
The man had taken his time melting Mutsuki’s vagina and he now had two fingers inside it.
It was a small enough hole for even that to be a tight fit, but it was surprisingly flexible: the man could bend his fingers and spread them in a peace sign. It felt like an endless series of ring-like folds and each of those folds was thick and a little stiff, but the gaps between were soft.
(I-I can feel his fingers…inside me. This is weird.)
In the few days since gaining a female body, Mutsuki had of course checked on the changes to his body out of simple curiosity. He had felt the softness of his somewhat swollen chest and he had watched as the urine flowed out.
The biggest change was the sex organ and he had checked that a few times, but he had been too afraid to stick anything in that hole. He had only just barely pushed his finger inside.
“Kh…nh!”
This was the first time anything had been inside so deeply.
The sexual pleasure from the thick areas and from the gaps was subtly different and each twist of the man’s fingers brought a fresh and unfamiliar shock to his entire lower stomach.
(I…can’t. Why do I want him to move his fingers more?)
He wanted to reject it, but he subconsciously spread his legs to allow the fingers in more easily.
“You’re so cute, Mutsuki-chan. Heh heh. Makes me really want to take you as my pet.”
How many woman and girls had Mutsuki pleasured like this before? But now he was the perfect target for Shuntarou’s fingers.
With two fingers inside and the thumb skillfully rubbing the clit, the other hand endlessly stroked the rest of Mutsuki’s body.
“Your nipples are so hard. Did they tend to get erect with your male body too?”
“Nh, I don’t…know, ahn.”
The man’s hand moved underneath Mutsuki’s clothes, rubbed his small breasts, and then moved to his stomach. The occasional stimulation to his sensitive asshole was enough for his entire body to hop up and almost off of the man’s lap.
The man’s finger technique was so skilled that it was a good lesson for Mutsuki’s own technique. A sexual crawling feeling covered his whole body, filled his entire mind, and kept him from thinking anything at all.
He only came back to his senses when the man’s grinning face appeared right in front of him.
(No…h-he’s going to kiss me.)
After realizing what the man was doing, Mutsuki quickly turned his head aside.
The man probably saw it as no more than a portion of the caress, but young Mutsuki viewed sex and kissing as separate things. He feared letting the man kiss him because it felt like offering his heart to the man and not just his body.
But protesting only encouraged this man.
“Feh heh heh. Oh, you don’t like it? Well, I won’t force you.”
The man pulled his head back as if he actually enjoyed it this way more.
He also removed his fingers along with his head.
(Ah…h-he’s pulling them out.)
The fingers slipped stickily out of the vagina they had been teasing.
Mutsuki grew flustered. He initially wanted to protest having them pulled out, but his pride kicked in and prevented him from saying so.
But for better or for worse, the man did not fully remove his fingers. He left them near the vaginal entrance.
“You didn’t like that, did you? You didn’t like that I was removing my fingers.”
“I-I did not…ahn.”
“Hee hee hee. I wouldn’t tease you like that. I’m a nice guy, after all.”
Instead of insisting on a kiss, he brought his mouth to Mutsuki’s ear instead.
(Nhahh. You liar…I know you’re teasing me.)
The man was no longer simply caressing Mutsuki.
This was now training to get Mutsuki to do what he wanted.
He tickled the shallow part of Mutsuki’s vagina and squished the sensitive clitoris. At the same time, he stuck his tongue into Mutsuki’s ear, which very nearly brought pleasure of its own.
And while working up Mutsuki’s sexual pleasure…
“But I would like something in exchange. Oh, I know. How about you pleasure this thing?”
“Eh? Hyah!”
Shuntarou removed his pants with Mutsuki still in his lap.
Mutsuki had felt it poking at his butt before, but when the giant spike of flesh popped out, he cried out without meaning to.
He had seen it once before, but its size was still enough to inspire fear. Mutsuki’s was by no means small, but this was several times its volume and its erection looked incredibly powerful. Mutsuki felt like it would be able to support his entire body weight.
“C’mon, touch it.”
The man took Mutsuki’s hand and had him touch it.
He was not disgusted by the penis. He was somewhat reluctant to touch someone else’s erection, but he mostly just let it happen since he had no choice in the matter.
(Wah, wah. It’s so hot…and so thick.)
It was just as hard as the familiar sensation of his own, but it was several times as large.
He squeezed it in his fingers out of something like curiosity. He recognized the steely hardness from his own male body. But…
“Ah, nh.”
The hardness between his fingers reverberated through his body and arrived deep inside his stomach.
He had never felt anything like this below his navel before. He felt a squeezing stiffness there. He did not know what it was at first, but…
“Heh heh. Is your womb reacting?”
“Ahh…”
Now it made sense. The other end of his vagina was tightening in response to the masculinity in his hand.
Only now did Mutsuki realize what the man was trying to do.
(Ahh…he really is teasing me.)
Pulling out his fingers was not the teasing. It was only the setup for focusing Mutsuki’s mind on his vagina and womb.
That way he would become aware of what his newly-made girl parts wanted.