Author Note:
This time the perspective changes in the middle.
I walked to my school which had none of its normal students present.
âEntrance exams, is itâ¦how bittersweet.â
The season for entrance exams had also arrived at my school.
Even right now, there were examinees who were in the middle of taking the test to enrol into my school.
It has been decided that some of the students who pass will be selected according to my criteria. In order to make that choice, I have regretfully come to school on a holiday.
âNow then, what kind of students were there?â
The students who I had my eyes on from their ID Photos in advance were currently gathered in a special classroom.
Although there was no doubt that they had pretty much passed, I wanted to have fun with them before that.
I stood in front of that special classroom and opened the door.
âIâm entering.â
âAh, Master. Welcome!â
Kokoro happily ran up to me when she saw me at the roomâs entrance.
In the dreary classroom where the chairs had been cleared away, I was able to confirm Kokoro, who had rushed to me, as well as 5 female students I had never seen before, all of whom were standing still and unmoving.
âI have lined everyone up. They have also completed the Hypnotic Test.â
âHow was it?â
âThey are healthy. Although a light one, I have also given them a medical check up. I have taken their blood samples, and the necessary background checks have also been completed. It was all thanks to the hospital that Master prepared for the pregnant women.â
For the sake of this, Kokoro has been working since morning.
She had just prepared breakfast and was about to head out when I woke up, so I really appreciate her efforts.
âKokoro, go take a good sleep.â
âYes! Thank you very much for your concern!â
I placed my hand on Kokoroâs shoulder.
While lovingly looking at that hand, Kokoro gently placed both of her hands atop of it and tilted her neck.
âYouâre in the way.â
âM-My apologies.â
Driving Kokoro away, I decided to gaze at the prepared female students.
Right there was five notably beautiful students among the examinees.
Perhaps because they were in a hypnotic state, their eyes were deprived of light, and their entire body had lost strength as they swayed unsteadily.
âFive people, huh? I want to partner with all of them, though. Well, letâs do this in order.â
Standing in front of the five, I decided to fixatedly stare at them.
The girls, who were beautifully lined up like mannequins, did not show even a single reaction even when I brought my face so close to them that I could lick them.
I tried to grope their breasts from atop of the uniform that was prepared for the exam.
âItâs still quite stiff huh?â
ââ¦â¦hâ
Although the girl whose breasts were groped responded with a *twitch*, thatâs all she did.
Iâm glad that the girls who were here were already my playmates.
âAlthough itâs not bad gazing at them just like this as though they were a collection, I really do have to play with my toys, huh?â
Brushing the hair of the unmoving girl, I tried to have myself reflected in her eyes, as though usurping it.
ï¼Female Perspective
My name is Shizuka. Today, I was receiving an interview at Reisei Academy.
Perhaps because I was nervous, my head more dazed than usual, and I was a little sleepy.
Upon looking down, I could tell that my chest, which was a little bigger than most peopleâs, and my slightly-too-long black hair swayed together.
As I originally had a face that could be called absent-minded, I needed to pull myself together a little.
âI wonder whyâ¦â¦?â
âPlease enter.â
âAh, yes!â
Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the interview room as a manâs voice called out to me from inside of the classroom. As such, I opened the door and entered.
âPlease excuse me.â
Inside of the classroom was but a single male interviewer. Rather than saying that this person was young, it was more like his age didnât feel like it was that different from mine.
Other than that, there were a few props gathered, and right next to me wasâ¦â¦
ââ¦â¦ah, I need to change.â
Thatâs right. [When in the interview room, I have to change into the interview attire.]
I saw the interview outfit placed on top of the desk that was right next to the door.
âRight nowâ¦â¦I will change.â
âYes, because this is an interview, see. Please change into that swimsuit.â
There was also a mirror, making it easy to change my clothes.
I need to change clothes here.
Placing my hands on the buttons of my uniform, I slowly removed them one by one.
âI donât mind if you take it slowly. Thereâs plenty of time, you see.â
âYesâ¦â¦thank you very much.â
In front of the mirror, I first took off my uniform blazer, leaving me in a Y-shirt. Itâs embarrassing that, because I came with black underwear, they could be seen through the Y-shirt.
The interviewer was constantly looking at me as I changed. Itâs likely that this was also part of the exam.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
Unbuttoning my Y-shirt, I opened it from the chest, allowing it to fall to the floor.
âIs that transparent lace underwear?â
âWell, Iâm taking the enrolment examâ¦â¦I thought that I should put some spirit into itâ¦â¦â
âHaha, some people are like that, arenât they?â
I became embarrassed by my childish reasoning. As though trying to hide this, I placed my hands against my skirt and stripped so I was in just my underwear.
I had a complex about my larger than average breast-size, but it ended up becoming even more noticeable when viewing my entire body from in front of the large mirror.
Letâs also take off my underwear as soon as possible.
âHaha!â
Upon taking off my brassiere, my chests bounced around like pudding. As my nether regions had yet to sprout any hair, I donât think there was any reason for me to be particularly disadvantaged in this interview.
âWell then, I would like you to don that interview outfit, butâ¦â¦â
ââ¦â¦this, may I ask how to put it on?â
The interview outfit was a swimsuit with very little cloth. I also felt that the size was bigâtoo big for me.
âThis, you see, is worn by making your nipples stand up and catching the cloth with them. If you do so, then it wonât fall off of the chest.â
âEh, stand up?â
âThatâs no good. It would seem that your nipples arenât standing.â
I became flustered. If things stay like this, then I might be given demerits.
âU-Um?â
âItâs fine. After all, for such girls, I will make them stand up.â
In saying that, the interviewer approached me, stroking my bare skin directly.
I felt a little ticklish and something akin to a chill as my entire body stiffened.
While the interviewerâs hand stroked me as though tracing the lines of my body, he lifted my breasts as though to support them.
âHyaah!!â
He licked my nipples.
As though he were lapping up ice cream, he licked my nipples again and again, and sucked them. He also playfully nibbled them.
âAhâ¦â¦ah-â
âYou know, itâs good to knead them with your fingertips like this. You just pinch them to an extent that it doesnât hurt.â
âSomehowâ¦â¦itâs like theyâre being squeezedâ¦â¦â
It was kind of scary to be touched by the interviewer, but my body became hot and I started to grow dazed.
I wonder why?
âAnd then theyâll become erect like this, see?â
âKyaah!â
The interview held the interview outfit that was the bikini between his fingers and decisively hooked it around my nipples.
While receiving a tingling sensation, I was able to wear the interview outfit as it was caught on my nipples.
âWell then, I shall also do the bottom part for you.â
âEh, waiâ¦â¦for the bottom part, I canâhyaaaaah!!!â
The interviewer forcibly pulled on the string-like swimsuit, as though it were a high-leg swimsuit, and dressed me.
As the swimsuit dug into my pãssy and butt, the tingling sensation and feeling of unknown nature once again flowed into me.
âFuahâ¦â¦ah-â
âThis should do it. Please sit in that chair.â
Noticing that drool was spilling from my mouth, I panicked and quickly concealed it. How embarrassing.
Perhaps finding that funny, the interviewer stifled a small laugh.
âPlease excuse me.â
Just as the interviewer said, I sat in the chair before his eyes.
âYup, you have good posture. Itâs proof that youâve been taught properly.â
âYes, I have to spread my legs, firmly unfold my pãssy and display it, after all.â
As I was worried about whether or not the interviewer could see it, I corrected my posture a bit and used both hands to spread my pãssy over and over again.
âArenât you embarrassed?â
âI am fine. Because the interview outfit has string panties, itâs properly being covered.â
âIn that case, shall we start the interview? Please tell me the reason why you applied for this school.â
While saying this, the interviewer removed his pants and showed off his erect dãck.
I became surprised at the horror of the dãck that I saw for the first time. I was scared since it looked like it was *twitching* and wriggling as though it were a separate organism.
âWell then, please go ahead. Do you know how to?â
âYesâ¦â¦for my reason in applying here, I need to place your dãck on top of my tongue and say it as though talking into a microphone.â
âHaha, indeed.â
I opened my mouth and stretched out my tongue.
The interviewer placed his dãck on top of my tongue with a *flop*. That hot member that seemed to possess a fever caused a masculine scent to drift to me just from being atop my tongue.
âMai moâhif foh wanhing hu go hu dâis scâool ith becauth I thinâ I can deâeloâ maiâhelth heahâ¦â¦â (My motive for wanting to go to this school is because I think I can develop myself hereâ¦â¦)
When I declared my reason for applying here, my breath hit the interviewerâs dãck, causing it to tremble adorably.
As the interviewer shifted his body a little, I became desperate so that the dãck wouldnât fall off and struggled to roll my tongue to the side.
Perhaps seeing this, the interviewer pushed forward a little, causing his dãck to enter into my mouth.
âFabh!! Nn, mmâ¦â¦â
I suppose that he was kindly caring for me so that I wouldnât drop his dãck.
In the meantime, I finished stated my reason for applying and cleared the first barrier.
âSuch a wonderful reason for applying. This interview can be said to have been passed.â
âI-Is that so?â
The interviewer kept his dãck away and applauded.
I, somehow regretfully, stared at his dãck. For some reason, my body has become hot and, even though I know itâs rude, I canât tear my eyes off of it.
âIt seems that the reality hasnât sunk in yet.â
âM-My apologies. I am unable to calm down until I receive the results of this examinationâ¦â¦â
âThen, shall I give you my seal of approval so that you can rest easy?â
âEhâ¦â¦will you reallyâ¦â¦!?â
I inadvertently ended up in high spirits from the suggestion that I had never gotten from any interviewer other than this one.
If I could get the seal of approval, then that naturally means that Iâve already been enrolled.
âIndeed, I will.â
âWill you really [press your dãck inside of my womb, pour the semen ink inside] and give me your stamp of approval?â
âYes, of course. In order for that to happen, you understand what you need to do, yes?â
I hurriedly shifted the lower part of the interview outfit. The reason why it is a string is because it serves the function of shifting to the side so that insertion is made possible.
The interviewer was chuckling to himself, but he wasnât fooling around. It seems that he was really going to insert his dãck inside of me.
âT-Thank you very much. Please press your dãck stamp against my womb.â
âThen letâs get right into it.â
The interviewerâs body drew closer as he rubbed my pãssy with that big dãck of his.
He was sluggishly fidgeting around. I want him to quickly insert it and be reassured already.
It would seem that the interviewer saw right through how I was restlessly staring fixatedly on his dãck.
âAh, itâs entering, itâs enteringâ¦â¦ah-â
Along with words of expectation, I firmly confirmed that the interviewerâs dãck had entered my vagina.
As it was my first time, there was a stomach-oppressing pain. I felt the foreign body *jerking* as it entered into me, as well as a little bit of discomfort.
But more than that, the feeling of wanting all of it to be inserted and be reassured won out, causing strength to gather at my waist.
âNnâ¦â¦haahâ¦â¦haahâ¦â¦â
âNot even half of it is in yet, you know?â
âIâll beâ¦â¦fine! Please!â
Iâll have him stamp his seal of approval. Thatâs why Iâve been studying for the enrolment exam for the past year, after all.
The interviewer clutched my butt with both hands and raised my body up so that insertion would be easier.
The insides of my vagina instinctively tried to push back the *squelching* penis that slipped in as though trying to scoop me out.
However, his dãck was powerful, forcibly entering deeper inside.
âItâsâ¦â¦kahâ¦..itâs inâ¦â¦aah!!â
I was so moved that I began to shed tears. With this, Iâve passed.
The interviewer also shared my joy with a gloating expression.
âNot yet, the the ink still needs to seep in.â
âAh, t-thatâsâ¦â¦righâkyahn, kyaaaaah!!!â
The interviewer moved his dãck back and forth in order to release the ink.
I raised a pathetic shriek from the shock of having the back of my stomach slammed.
But, rather than pain, a deep joy and pleasure that filled me from somewhere surged through my entire body.
âAhah, hyaaaah!!â
âYouâve got a pretty good body, there. With this, it seems like Iâll be able to stamp the seal soon.â
âT-Thank you very muâhyahn, aaaah!!â
The sound of our flesh colliding against each other could be heard. The manâs body was so stiff that it seemed like he would crush me.
But taking that as completely blissful, my body embraced it as though having that done were but a femaleâs instinct.
âHow is it?â
âI-It kindaâ¦â¦feels gooood!! Stronger, please do it strongâhyaaaah!!!â
âThatâs good. Even after enrolling, there will be opportunities to get another stamp.â
If I enrol, then Iâll be able to get the stamp again.
Thinking this, my pãssy tightened with a *twitch*, lovingly grasping his dãck and refusing to separate with it.
Caring not for such antics, the manâs dãck rubbed back and forth countless times, making my lower body numb.
âI love it! I love stamps! More, please give me more!!â
âHaha, if you try just a little harder, than the ink will be released.â
âRelease itâ¦â¦please release it!! Please release lots of it and let me enrolâ¦â¦aaaaaaaahhh!!!â
As I accepted that mysterious sensation that circled throughout my entire body, the insides of my head turned white.
I involuntarily wrapped my arms around the interviewer, hugging him. My body, which did not want to let go of his dãck, moved on its own.
âI-Iâm sorrâ¦â¦â
âI do not mind. If Iâm to be hugged because you are so moved, then it does not feel at all unpleasant.â
âHyahâ¦â¦thenâ¦â¦â
âHere, with this, you pass.â
While I was feeling relieved, his dãck thrust into me with remarkable vigour.
In that instant, the manâs dãck trembled, pouring and *spewing* semen into my vagina.
âAhâ¦â¦aahâ¦â¦AAAAAAAAAGGAAAAAAGGAAH!!!â
The white insides of my head were further muddled, as I accepted the hot liquid that was poured into me.
My whole body stiffened from nervousness, as my *clattering* body rampaged for the first time since I was born.
The interviewer firmly restrained me, ensuring that the ink wouldnât spill out.
âMaâ¦â¦maiâh apohloghiâ¦â¦gahââ
âHaha, I do not mind. Itâs your first time, so itâs only natural that I support you.â
Losing consciousness for but a moment, the manâs figure was reflected in my flickering vision.
While grinning in a slightly mean manner, the interviewer remained inserted, not pulling out so that the ink would seep in.
As for me, after feeling happiness towards my first time passing, I exposed a pathetic face. Upon peering at the mirror that was placed for the purpose of changing clothes, I looked like a completely different person when compared to before the interview.
Yesâ¦â¦I have already enrolled, so Iâve become a new me.
âUâ¦â¦um-â
âWhatâs the matter?â
âWould it beâ¦â¦ok if you, did it one more time?â
ââ¦â¦haha, yes, indeed! You wouldnât be reassured after just doing it once, after all.â
The interviewer is so kind. I could tell that the dãck, which was still inserted, was expanding inside of my still murky pãssy once again.