The Mask Shop (Pixiv Fanbox)

"Hey, Shuji, which girl in our class is your type?"

　Not this kind of question again…… In the club room, thick with the stifling, sweaty smell of young men, Shuji Akiyama sighed inwardly when his teammate spoke to him. Within the baseball club—a den of virgin boys—these worthless questions were repeated constantly. By his third year, he naturally had his answers ready.

"Shirasaki…… maybe?"

"Ah~, I get it. You seem like the type who likes girls with big boobs."

　Satisfied with Shuji's answer, his teammates immediately turned away and resumed their pointless chatter with the other club members. 'What the hell do you know about me?! What I really like is──.' Every time, the feelings hidden in his heart threaten to spill out, but if he loses his temper, it'll all be over.

　In the uncomfortable silence, Shuji hurriedly changed, closed his locker door, and left the baseball club room.

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"Hey, Shu-chan!"

　Just as Shuji reached the school gate, he heard someone call out from behind him. It was Tomoyuki Uchiba, a slightly timid, fat boy. Though not in the same class as Shuji, they were both third-year high school students and childhood friends whose houses were next door to each other. Tomoyuki was in the art club and often stayed late painting, so their departure times frequently coincided. But Shuji had a vague feeling it wasn't just that.

"You heading home now too, Tomo?"

　Shuji had noticed Tomoyuki's feelings for him quite some time ago. Yet he didn't feel any discomfort. Thinking of him as a fellow comrade suffering because he couldn't reveal the truth, just like himself, actually made Shuji feel a kind of affinity. Hiding their true feelings, Shuji and Tomoyuki walked home together, chatting about club activities and school life. Their conversation was the kind of ordinary daily talk they had along the way, but it was far easier to keep talking like this than discussing romantic relationships.

　As they walked, a suspicious-looking building suddenly came into view.

"Was this building always here……?"

"I don't think I've seen it before either. Damn, that's a suspicious-looking building……"

　A sign reading 'The Mask Shop'. The shop's exterior walls were covered in a tangled mess of neon tubes in garish colors like purple and yellow-green. Inside, a wide variety of realistic masks hung—men, women, children, and even the elderly. They were so lifelike it made one wonder if they'd been made from the raw, peeled skin of living humans.

"Let's hurry up and go……"

"Yeah……"

　Though they said so with their mouths, somehow they found themselves drawn inside the shop. The interior was dimly lit but immaculately clean, with walls and shelves hung with masks of all sizes, just like the exterior. Each one was, once again, far too realistic.

　Emerging from the back was a wrinkled old man in a black tuxedo. His eyes were pitch black, as if devoid of light, and he stared at Shuji and Tomoyuki as if appraising them.

"……This is 'The Mask Shop'. We use mysterious powers to transform a customer's 【face】 into a 【mask】 and purchase it, or we undertake swapping a customer's 【face】 with another person's 【face】. The fact that you two found this shop means you must need it──, What do you want to do?"

　Shuji swallowed hard. Tomoyuki stood beside him, but the feelings Shuji had hidden deep within his chest spilled from his mouth.

"I…… I play baseball in high school, and I want to be a coach!"

　He said it. To this complete stranger…… No, maybe he could only say it because he’d just met him.

　Shuji's baseball coach at N High School, former catcher Takanobu Kitamura. Standing at 192 cm and weighing 115 kg, he was nearly twice as big as Shuji, who was 178 cm and 76 kg. Kitamura's well-built physique was something Shuji, nearly a generation younger, looked up to with respect, admiration, and an overwhelming desire.

　Shuji had always suffered, wanting to become a man as robust as Kitamura, wanting to become 【Takanobu Kitamura】 himself. Even if not his entire body, Shuji constantly thought──, if only he could swap even one part of his body for something identical to Kitamura's.

　Whether aware of those thoughts or not, the mask shop owner nodded slowly.

"Sir──, you want to swap your face with Mr. Kitamura's, right?"

"Oh, y-yeah……"

"What do you want to do, Mr. Uchiba"

　When the shop owner turned to Tomoyuki, he hesitated, then began speaking in a trembling voice.

"I…… I like Shu-chan…… I've always wanted to be like Shu-chan, who's so cool and whom I adore!"

"I see. Understood──"

　The old man wore a faint smile as he pressed his gloved fingertips against Tomoyuki's hairline and swept downward—violently peeling the skin from Tomoyuki's face.

"NOOOOO!! Tomo-ooooo!!! You fucking old bastard! What the hell are you……Gahhh!!"

　Without a moment's pause, the old man's demonic hands attacked Shuji as well. Like Tomoyuki, Shuji lost the skin from his face and lost consciousness.

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　Shuji hurled repeated, vicious curses. The old man peeled the skin—the 【mask】—from Shuji's face and affixed it to Tomoyuki's smooth, mannequin-like face. Instantly, Tomoyuki's plump skull began reshaping itself to fit Shuji's 【mask】. The double chin, sagging with fat, tightened, and as the face grew smaller, Shuji's facial features began to form on Tomoyuki's face. Where Tomoyuki's eyes, nose, and lips had been, Shuji's replaced them.

"Okay, seems to have worked."

　Nodding with satisfaction, he next attached Tomoyuki's 【mask】 to Shuji's face. Though it was obviously mismatched at first, Shuji's facial bones deformed to fit Tomoyuki's 【mask】, gradually taking on Tomoyuki's features.

"Whoa……, wait, what?"

"This damn old man……, huh?"

　Shuji and Tomoyuki regained consciousness and immediately sensed something was off, running their hands over their bodies to check. Shuji's line of sight was lower than usual, his stomach protruding forward. In stark contrast, Tomoyuki's eyes took in the muscular physique of 【Shuji Akiyama】, trained daily in the baseball club.

"My body…… Could it be Shu-chan's body?"

"W-wait……?! This is Tomo's body, isn't it?! What the hell is going on, you old bastard……!!"

“No need to shout so loudly. I can hear you just fine. I am the proprietor of the ‘Mask Shop’. I am merely here to grant your wishes. All that remains is for Mr. Akiyama to bring the person you are so obsessed with, Mr. Kitamura, here. Then I shall exchange your faces. But before that, let's discuss payment……"

　The owner's piercing gaze fell upon them. Shuji and Tomoyuki swallowed hard. They had no idea what the price would be for swapping the two men's 【faces】. One hundred thousand, one million, ten million…… If he demanded a hundred million, they had no confidence they could ever pay it off, even if they spent their entire lives trying.

"You two will face each other and masturbate. ──Is that all? You might think so, but there are people in this world with all sorts of sexual preferences. Two people who have swapped bodies, indulging in self-pleasure while thinking of each other. It might seem surprising, but there are more people than you'd expect who seek such a sight. Rest assured, nothing that happens here will ever leave this establishment. Now, please begin."

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"Tomo……♥"

"Shu-chan……♥"

──Something felt off.

　Shuji stared at his childhood friend's 【entire body】 before him, unable to hide his bewilderment. Even if he was told that masturbating would get him out of this bizarre situation, he seriously doubted he could ejaculate in front of a friend he'd known since childhood. Yet now, he and Tomoyuki were pressed together so tightly they might as well be kissing, reaching hands to each other's asses and kneading them. Their two hardened cocks rubbed together, an insanely pleasurable sensation.

　Tomoyuki was Shuji's childhood friend, and what's more, the 【body】 below Tomoyuki's face had been Shuji's own just moments ago. Yet, his mind was so muddled with excitement it felt like it was going to explode. Shuji felt as if his entire body had become an erogenous zone, just gazing into each other's faces made him feel like he might ejaculate.

"Ah……♥ Shu-chan……♥"

"Tomo……♥"

　Unable to withstand the intense stimulation any longer, their rationality finally reached its limit. With a loud sound, they erupted in a magnificent spray of pure white semen.

"Oh……♥ Ahh……♥ Shu-chan's semen……♥ Shu-chan is cumming with my cock, and I'm cumming with Shu-chan's cock……♥♥ It's incredible……♥"

"Seriously, this is insane……♥ Cumming with your cock is fucking amazing……♥♥"

　They climaxed while clinging to each other, then collapsed onto the floor. The young male semen spurting from their two cocks mingled, foaming as it spread across the ground.

"Absolutely wonderful! We got plenty of footage. Since payment has been fully settled, all that remains is for Mr. Akiyama to visit our shop with Mr. Kitamura, and we'll swap your faces. For today, please take care on your way home."

"Y-yes……♥"

"Thanks a lot……♥"

　Shuji and Tomoyuki exchanged glances, shared a light kiss, then stepped outside the 'Mask Shop'.

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"So this is the chiropractic clinic you recommend, Akiyama?"

"Yes, Coach!"

　Shuji’s eyes widened at the completely different exterior of the 'Mask Shop' compared to yesterday—a plain chiropractic clinic sign on pristine white walls. Somehow managing to feign calm, he succeeded in coaxing Kitamura inside.

"My dad’s got chronic back pain and goes to this clinic all the time! The therapist’s like a super skilled masseur or something……"

　Kitamura, who never doubted his student’s word, followed him through the automatic doors of the 'Mask Shop'. Prompted, he lay down on a large treatment table. The owner of 'Mask Shop' thrust his fingertips into the defenseless Kitamura’s jaw and forcefully ripped his face upward. With a satisfying pop, Kitamura’s facial skin was peeled off and tossed onto the floor. Seeing the face of the man he respected stripped away, Shuji felt a thrill so intense it sent shivers through his entire body.

　'I can't hold back any longer……!' The moment that thought crossed his mind, he unzipped his pants, grabbed his short, uncircumcised cock, and started jerking it off.

"Coach♥ Coach Kitamuraaah♥♥"

　Shuji frantically jerked his cock while spraying his cum forcefully—Burrrrrrrr!!—onto Kitamura's featureless torso.

　Amidst a brain-numbing pleasure, the shop owner peeled off Shuji's 【face】 and slapped it onto Kitamura's face. Shuji's rugged, rock-like 【mask】 immediately conformed to Kitamura's sharp facial bones. Simultaneously, Kitamura's 【mask】 fused onto the facial portion of Shuji's—originally 【Tomoyuki Uchiba】's—plump body. A stern, suntanned face contrasted with a slovenly white torso. The mismatched balance between face and body should have created a strange sense of incongruity for the viewer, but non-members of the 'Mask Shop' were incapable of perceiving this dissonance.

"……Great, this is Coach Kitamura’s 【body】♥♥"

　The scent of male pheromones—a blend of age-old musk and perfume—wafted from Kitamura's entire body, strongly stimulating Shuji's nostrils. Enveloped in the joy of finally possessing the body of his long-cherished idol, Shuji gripped the blackened cock. From the center of his sumo wrestler-like, solid lower body, a thick trunk with bulging veins stood erect. Feeling the muscles assert themselves with every movement, he stroked that rock-hard, thick, long cock, jerking it off.

"Mmmphhh♥ I'm cumming, cumming, cummingg♥ Coach Kitamura's cum's gonna shoot out in spurts and spurts and spurts♥♥♥"

　A massive load of semen surged up from his balls, racing through his urethra. The next instant, the viscous liquid erupted, sending Shuji's—【Takanobu Kitamura】's—seed-filled male essence flying through the air. As Shuji is intoxicated by the realization that semen capable of impregnating a woman has just been released from his own cock, the shop owner taps his shoulder. Following the owner's gaze, which seems to say, 'Enjoy the rest at home', Shuji manages to suppress the hot, surging desire deep within his chest.

"Hmm…… Looks like I dozed off. Hey! My back pain's gone!"

　Kitamura swayed his large belly as he rotated his hips. Having swapped bodies with 【Tomoyuki Uchiba】, his physical age had reverted to nearly twenty years younger—there was no way he could have back pain now. Watching Kitamura's delighted face, Shuji struggled desperately to stifle his laughter.

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"──So, you've come again."

　Shuji and Tomoyuki were once more greeted by the owner of the 'Mask Shop'. Days of intoxication, possessing the human 【body】 they'd longed for. Their desires for conquest and possession were satisfied, leaving them feeling as if they were floating on air. Yet, after a while, they began to feel unsatisfied. Family and classmates interacted with them as usual, completely unaware of their change. The body they'd once yearned for became familiar, and soon it felt as if it had always been theirs. Once that happened, it was only natural they would crave something else.

"Um……, sorry. I just…… I can't hold back anymore after getting the coach's body……"

"I just couldn't hold back this desire to become Shu-chan—to become 【Shuji Akiyama】 himself……"

"Hmm…… And what do you want me to do about it?"

"I know it's impossible, but…… if you can, I want you to completely swap our bodies!"

　True to the name 'Mask Shop', what could be exchanged was surely only the 【face】 transformed into a 【mask】. Even knowing that, he wanted to cling to hope. Every time Shuji masturbated, every time he kneaded his ideal body with his hands, his desire swelled uncontrollably. He wanted to experience that dreamlike sensation more and more──.

"It's possible."

""Huh?!""

　Shuji and Tomoyuki were stunned that their desperate plea had been heard, and they instinctively asked in unison. Both looked utterly incredulous, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"While the name 'Mask Shop' might lead people to think we only specialize in swapping faces for masks, we are capable of much more. We'll prove it to you. Please do come visit us next time with Mr. Kitamura."

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"My back pain's already gone…… but, if you're offering free treatment, I'll take it."

　Kitamura, lacking any sense of crisis management, was brought back to the 'Mask Shop' by Shuji and began snoring loudly on the bed.

"This lip balm is specially formulated. If someone who has transformed their 【face】 into a 【mask】 applies it to their lips and then shares a kiss, they can copy the 【face】 of the person they kissed. Like this……"

　The owner presented three 【masks】 before Shuji and Tomoyuki. The 【mask】 of 【Shuji Akiyama】, a high school baseball player tanned pitch black; the 【mask】 of 【Tomoyuki Uchiba】, round and covered in fat; and the 【mask】 of 【Takanobu Kitamura】, radiating an intimidating aura. Faced with such things, the two couldn't help but turn pale and panic. If someone else misused their copies—【masks】 bearing their exact likeness—their lives would be over.

　Seeing the two turn pale, the owner instantly understood their inner turmoil and laughed.

"Please rest assured. A copy is merely a copy. These 【masks】, which appear to be exact replicas of your faces, cannot be correctly recognized by anyone who is not a 【member】 of the 'Mask Shop', regardless of who wears them. However, when two people who have applied this lip balm to their lips exchange a kiss, they will transfer their faces to each other and swap bodies. Since the 【face】 is proof of existence, swapping them means even 【existence】 itself is exchanged. Are you still willing to use it?"

　Shuji and Tomoyuki exchanged glances and nodded resolutely. First, lip balm was applied to Tomoyuki's lips and Kitamura's lips. Tomoyuki pulled Kitamura's head toward him and kissed him. Seconds later, their faces began to bulge and shift. Kitamura's face transformed into the sagging jawline of the chubby-bodied 【Tomoyuki Uchiba】, while Tomoyuki's face changed into the tanned, fearless 【Takanobu Kitamura】.

"Whoa…… Tomo's face turned into Coach Kitamura's face……"

"Both my 【face】 and 【body】 aren't mine anymore…… feels kinda weird……"

　Shuji's heart pounded violently at Tomoyuki's muttered words. It was slightly different, but an incredibly seductive voice, almost indistinguishable from Kitamura's. Though his body still felt unfamiliar as the former 【Shuji Akiyama】, watching Tomoyuki stare ecstatically at his own 【face】 in the mirror while erect, Shuji couldn't stop the swelling between his own legs.

　Next, it was time to swap 【Shuji Akiyama】's 【face】 with 【Takanobu Kitamura】's 【face】.

(Coach Kitamura's 【face】 right before my eyes…… I'm kissing him I've always loved……♥)

　Though the person kissing Shuji was actually his childhood friend Tomoyuki, that 【face】 was unmistakably Kitamura himself—the man Shuji had passionately adored. 【Kitamura】's thick eyebrows drooped downward, his handsome features melting into a dazed expression, his cheeks flushed crimson. The gap between this and his usual stern aura was unbearably thrilling, sending shivers down Shuji's spine. Shuji applied the mysterious lip balm to his lips and kissed the man before him.

　The feel of those thick, chapped lips. He couldn't tell if he was kissing his childhood friend or the coach. The situation was so twisted that Shuji's cock was painfully erect, straining against his uniform pants. Swapping 【faces】 with the coach—he wanted to become 【Takanobu Kitamura】 himself and possess everything about him.

""Mmmph……♥ Chu……♥ Haaah……♥♥""

　Their lips pressed tightly together. As they exchanged copious amounts of saliva, their 【faces】 gradually shifted, warping and distorting. Tomoyuki's 【face】 became that of a high school baseball player, plain and unremarkable. Shuji's 【face】 transformed into that of an intimidating middle-aged man. Comparing the swapped 【faces】 to their respective 【bodies】, there was no longer any sense of incongruity. Moreover, as proof that not only their 【faces】 but their very 【existence】 had swapped, the clothes the three of them wore had changed to match their new bodies.

　A middle-aged man in a polo shirt and trackpants, and a high school boy in a baseball uniform. From the top of their heads to the tips of their toes, they were now the baseball coach, 【Takanobu Kitamura】, and the baseball player, 【Shuji Akiyama】.

"R-Really, Shu-chan……?"

"You too, seriously…… Tomo?"

　The two men, both strong and powerful bodies, stared at each other with their cocks hard. Would they use the bodies they'd just acquired to take the person before them, or be taken themselves──? Whichever future they chose, it was bound to feel incredibly good.

"Coach 【Kitamura】……, I've always liked you…… I want you to fuck my asshole with your rock-hard straight cock♥"

"Hey, hey, don't mess with me, 【Shuji】. I'm a straight guy with a wife and even a daughter. ……Besides, there's no way a teacher like me could get away with doing something lewd with a student like you…… But~~ just for today, it's special~~! I'll fill you up with my straight man's cum, so keep it a secret from everyone, okay?"

　The two exchanged glances, understanding each other's roles with the seamless coordination of childhood friends. Shuji pressed his slick, dripping cock—glistening with pre-cum—against Tomoyuki's tightly clenched anus. The thick, fleshy shaft slid deep inside with a wet, slurping sound. At that moment, a sensual moan escaped both their lips simultaneously.

"Whoa♥ The Coach's thick, manly cock is here~~~♥♥"

"Mmmph♥ 【Shuji】's asshole is so tight it's insane……♥♥"

　Shuji's rough hands grabbed Tomoyuki's plump ass cheeks, and the fierce piston motion began. Sweat slid and dripped down their skin. Moaning like beasts, Shuji continued to violently pound Tomoyuki's──his own former asshole.

"Hmmm♥ Ugh♥♥"

"Agahhh……♥ A man's asshole, it's so damn tight♥ It's perfect……♥♥"

　Shuji's thrusts grew faster and faster until finally, the moment of ejaculation arrived. A massive load of semen erupted from Shuji's cock, pouring into Tomoyuki's belly. The impact sent Tomoyuki over the edge too, his own cum splattering across Shuji's face.

"Ahhh~♥ 【Shuji】, I love you so much♥♥ Then…… let's turn this guy into a man-lover too, and the three of us will be happy together♥"

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"Awake yet, 【Tomoyuki】?"

　Kitamura awoke from a pleasant slumber, heard a familiar voice, and lifted his head to look around. Rising from the bunk, he recognized the face of the man standing before him and was so shocked he lost his balance and fell flat on his ass. Standing there was a man who looked exactly like him──【Takanobu Kitamura】. Moreover, between his legs, a thick cock befitting his powerful physique stood erect, pointing skyward.

　Normally, Kitamura—not a 【member】 of the 'Mask Shop' but merely deceived and used by the two—shouldn't have noticed this bizarre body swap. However, using the same lip balm as Shuji and Tomoyuki seemed to have linked his sensitivity to theirs.

"Who the hell are you?! Why the hell do you look exactly like me?!"

"What are you talking about, 【Tomoyuki】? I'm 【Takanobu Kitamura】, so there's nothing strange about me looking like this. Right, 【Shuji】?"

"Yes, Coach 【Kitamura】♥♥ You’re always so sexy, no matter when I see you♥"

　Two men, their baseball-honed, muscular bodies pressed together, passionately entwined their tongues before Kitamura. He was confused. He didn’t understand the logic behind it, but his body had been taken over. Yet, only his body had been stolen. His memories shouldn’t have been taken.

"Even if you took over my body, you don't know anything about me! There's no way you can act like me! You can't mimic my memories or habits, right?! My family will definitely realize you're a fake!!"

　Kitamura shouted, half-desperate. Hearing this, Shuji grinned and waited for the owner's response.

"Unfortunately, when people swap faces, they share memories along with the ejaculate."

"……Well, sorry, but I'm taking it—your memories♥ Might as well swap while we're all connected and shooting our loads♥♥"

　Shuji pinned Kitamura down, thrusting his cock into the asshole, while Tomoyuki inserted his cock into Shuji's anus. The three men connected, dripping sweat and pre-cum as they began thrusting their hips. At first resisting, Kitamura gradually succumbed to pleasure, thrusting his hips willingly. It was impossible to tell who was fucking whom anymore. As Shuji and Tomoyuki's hips moved faster, Kitamura's face contorted with ecstasy.

"Haah♥ Nngh♥ I'm cumming♥♥ Coach 【Kitamuraaaaa】♥♥"

"OOH♥♥ Raaagh♥ I'm cumming, 【Tomoyuki】! Ahh♥♥ I'm gonna cuuuum♥♥"

"Aheee♥♥ Don't cum inside me!! If you do, I'll cum toooooo♥♥♥"

　Writhing in ecstasy as the hard foreign object was pressed deep into his prostate, Kitamura himself grew hard and gasped. As he was enveloped in pleasure so intense it made sex with his beloved wife pale in comparison, Tomoyuki was the first to reach his limit. The pent-up young semen of the high school baseball player erupted, gushing forth in one powerful burst. Thick, viscous fluid spewed from the glans buried deep within his rectum, and Shuji screamed at the sensation of it slamming against his intestinal walls. Simultaneously, a vast amount of milky white fluid shot out from Shuji's massive cock. A torrent like boiling water surged through Kitamura's body, making his entire being burn with heat. The next instant, mature male milk gushed out in large quantities from Kitamura's uncircumcised cock. All three climaxed almost simultaneously, and viscous fluid overflowed from their joined bodies.

"Ohh……♥ Aheee♥♥ Coach Kitamura's memories are flooding into me…… This is insane♥♥ I'm going crazyyyy……♥♥"

"My brain's overflowing with memories of Shu-chan♥ Starting today, I'm gonna become Shu-chan……♥♥"

"Mmmph♥ Fuck♥ What the hell is this memory!! I don't wanna remember it…… Nnnhhh♥♥ It feels so good my brain's melting awayyyy♥ I'm not 【me】 anymore~~~♥♥♥"

　The brains of the three who hadn't swapped yet began to squish and change shape, deepening the engraving of others' memories as wrinkles multiplied. In Kitamura's mind, the love 【Tomoyuki Uchiya】 felt for Shuji flowed in. In Shuji's mind, the affection 【Takanobu Kitamura】 felt for his family flowed in. In Tomoyuki's mind, the passion 【Shuji Akiyama】 felt for baseball flowed in. And as the three basked in the afterglow of their climax, they were reborn as new people.

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"Get me back in my original body now! My wife and daughter……, they need the real 【me】!"

"Relax, 【Tomoyuki】♥ Your family hasn't noticed a single thing about our bodies swapping. I'm having sex with your wife every day and satisfying her just fine. And your adorable little girl even tells me, 'Daddy, I love you♥' and begs for kisses♥ I'll take over 【Takanobu Kitamura】's life perfectly, so don't worry. Now, tighten that asshole up properly!!"

"Gah♥♥ No, no way…… That can't be true……"

"More importantly, 【Tomo】? If you like me, suck my cock properly and make me feel good."

　Kitamura was being forced to take his former cock into his asshole while being made to suck his student's smelly, cum-stained manhood. Surrounded by burly men and subjected to daily humiliation, Kitamura's spirit was completely worn down. He found himself in a state where he was on the verge of forgetting even his desire to reclaim his former life.

"Nmmm! Mmmph……♥"

　Just a short while ago, putting a cock in his mouth was something he could never have imagined doing. Yet now, he found pleasure in skillfully moving his tongue and using the back of his throat to serve. Before he knew it, Kitamura was willingly savoring every drop of the cum-covered cock. Even though he knew he shouldn't continue, the bitter, pungent taste spreading in his mouth made him dizzy. His asshole, ravaged countless times, had memorized the thick cock's shape. Each time it entered, it clenched tightly, trying to squeeze out every last drop of sticky cum.

　The large mirror hanging on the wall reflected Kitamura—a chubby high schooler being violated—and his former shameful face, lost in pleasure. Despite his conviction that he couldn't entrust his wife and daughter to such a homo bastard, Kitamura remained on all fours, continuing to suck Tomoyuki's cock. He tightened his asshole with exquisite precision. Sensing the increased grip of Kitamura's asshole, Shuji writhed in pleasure, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Ohhh! The way your ass clenches, 【Tomoyuki】, is fucking amazing♥♥ For a high schooler, you're using that slutty asshole like a pro──, utterly outrageous♥♥♥"

　Being praised made Kitamura want to pleasure Shuji even more. Kitamura's oral pace quickened, and simultaneously, the tightening of his anus intensified. Seeing this, Shuji and Tomoyuki's smiles deepened. The three of them here are practically addicted to sex after swapping bodies with others. Kitamura's mind had reached the point where, once a cock was inserted and semen poured inside him, he could no longer think straight.

"Hehe♥ It's about time you degenerated, isn't it? Forget your family memories, forget every recollection of your past life…… And be reborn♥♥"

"Soon you'll be one of us too♥ Become a homo bastard who loves big cocks, and live pleasurably from now on♥♥"

　Every time Shuji and Tomoyuki whispered sweetly in his ear, Kitamura's head spun. The moral compass he'd always taken for granted steadily faded, replaced by new sexual desires overwriting his old ones. And finally, the moment a massive cock slammed violently into his prostate──.

"Hahhh♥ Please cover me in cum♥♥ Make my whole body sloppy wet with cock milk♥♥"

　Kitamura’s reason collapsed. His entire body trembled with pleasure, his wildly thrashing cock spewing copious amounts of semen. The cum splattered, staining everything around him white. His beloved wife? His precious daughter? The faces of those people were already blurred and indistinct──.

"The salty pre-cum dripping from 【Shu】-chan's cock is so delicious♥ The warm, sticky semen spurting from 【Kitamura】-sensei's thick cock is sooo good♥♥"

"Good boy, 【Tomoyuki】♥ Here it comes! Take our love in both your mouth and ass, ohhhh~~~♥♥"

"I'm cumming♥♥ I'm gonna shoot every drop of my thick cum deep into my beloved 【Tomo】's throat♥♥"

(End)