A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 341: Flashback Room – Auction House Defeat (2) ***

Basically, in this world, buttocks are clean.

Unless you have a serious illness, something that should come out doesn't come out, something that shouldn't come out, or something that comes out but remains... That doesn't happen.

The reason is simple. Because I set it that way.

There is no need for such horrible reality as saying that you must have an enema before having anal sex, or that even after going through that process, you will still have bean sprouts stuck on your glans when you fuck and pull it out.

However, even with that setup, I have never actually tried anal.

Because I don't really prefer anal.

... No, wait. How many times have I had sex while playing this game?

In most cases, there were a lot of plays that were influenced by the opponent's preference.

Still, the low number of anal plays is, well, probably a coincidence.

In any case, it was true that I was not used to the anus, and the discomfort I felt from the jelly injected through the syringe was great.

Feeling of discomfort, foreignness, foreign body.

It didn't matter what you called it. What's important is that I could sense that it wasn't my body.

The temperature was cold, so I could feel it taking away my body temperature in real time, and the jelly that had forced its way in by using the outlet as an entrance swelled my colon and sat down heavily.

Until then, I just felt uncomfortable.

But as time goes by.

The cold temperature became warmer with body temperature, so I no longer felt the coldness, and I got used to the heaviness and no longer felt it.

When something that should be strange wasn't strange, the feeling was fear.

"How is it. Isn't the signal coming slowly?"

Not long after I heard the man's words, the signal really started coming.

It was a signal that was nothing special.

Since the large intestine was full, it wanted to empty, a desire to excrete that all animals have.

But I endured it.

Ordinary shame of not wanting to show excrement to others.

But more than that, for some reason, I felt uneasy.

It must not be exported.

I don't know what it is, but it's important... I had a gut feeling that I was going to lose something important.

"That's strange. By now it's time to come out."

The man muttered as if it was strange.

"I don't know what you want to see, but if you don't have anything to see, can you leave? Even if you look like this, you're still busy."

"Hmm..."

I tried speaking a little provocatively, but there was no response.

It's not like I haven't heard it. He seemed completely uninterested in my reaction.

"I see."

The man looked at every inch of my body for a moment and then said.

"Yes. Usually, people don't try to defecate in front of other people. "I forgot that since this is my first time using it on a person."

It was a very business-like tone.

Muttering simply to confirm one's thoughts, without being conscious of being heard.

– Voila!

"Ugh!"

Without any warning, the man slapped my butt.

It wasn't as light as a spanking. Although he didn't hold his posture properly, it was clear that he used all the strength he could muster in that posture.

The strength I was giving to my lower abdomen was almost lost due to the attack that went beyond the flesh of my buttocks and forced my knees to bend.

Even now, the captain was trying to expel the material contained within to fulfill his original role.

If the force that is tightening the sphincter is loosened even just a little, it will come out through the gap.

"Is it still not coming out like this?"

The man muttered dissatisfied. It was the first emotion he had shown since entering this prison.

"Elder. "Can we try a little harder?"

As the man came in, the other man, who had lost his turn and was only looking at me, spoke.

"... That would be nice too. But I'm busy. Don't forget."

"Would it be possible? "All you have to do is take out what you put in, right?"

"Yes."

"Lol..."

The other man, who received the man's permission, looked at his dick with a vulgar smile.

In order to insert the syringe into the anus, he stood behind me and brushed my buttocks with his hands.

Hot.

I felt a burning sensation in my buttocks, where I had been hit by a man a little while ago.

It couldn't be seen from my position, but it was definitely stained bright red.

Kuuk.

The other man pressed his thumb into her anus.

"This. Are you applying a lot of force? "A bitch like this has another way."

"..."

What I am going to do from now on is to help men with their work. These were the words of another man who seemed to be making excuses.

The man didn't care from the beginning.

"Then..."

"Ugh."

Zboob.

The other man inserted his dick from behind.

The pussy that had been violated day and night swallowed the dick deliciously as if it were natural.

A surge of pleasure.

Among the things I had experienced so far, the slightest level was common, and my body, which was now in a constant state of estrus, felt empty without a cock lodged in it.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ah, hmm. Ha... "

My mouth opened spontaneously, and a moan came out.

But she forced herself to stop. I gritted my teeth and gave strength to her lower abdomen.

"Hehe. Lately, I've become so compliant that it's not fun. "This is also refreshing."

The other man chuckled and lowered his hands.

Kwaak.

Insert the dick deeply, press the uterine opening, grab the clitoris and twist it.

In an instant, a sharp pleasure rushes down my spine.

"Eww... Uhoooook?"

That alone reached its peak with vulgar sounds.

A climax switch that occurred after being humiliated for several days.

I couldn't bear it, I couldn't resist.

If you press your waist and twist your clit as if it's fun, you'll climax helplessly over and over again.

Puduk.

My consciousness, which had been completely white with pleasure as I climaxed, is forced back by the cold feeling I feel in the anus.

My mind was lost in pleasure and my strength was lost.

No. It's still okay.

I knew it intuitively. It's still okay. If you just pull yourself together and persevere from now on...

"Oh. Something came out. All I have to do is pull this out, right?"

Suddenly.

The man who was sticking his dick into my pussy caught the jelly that came out of his ass.

Still rough palms.

... Wait. Palm?

How do you know that?

What that guy grabbed wasn't the butt. In the end, it was just a part of the jelly that came out because I couldn't stand it.

But why do I feel the rough texture of my palm?

Awesome. Feeling of blood draining.

Before he could even think about the cause of that feeling, the man pulled on the jelly with all his might...

"Ugh, ugh, ghhhhh..." ?!!?!"

It gets sucked out.

Just like that.

Sucked out?

What?

Where?

It's cold.

An indescribable sense of loss.

I feel like I lost something.

What is it?

– Squeak... Shake it up!

The sound of chains. The sound of something falling.

It sounds familiar. But it felt somehow distant, as if I was listening to outside sounds underwater.

It's cold.

My whole body feels cold, as if I was suddenly kicked out of a cozy room into the cold outside.

Whole body?

"Hoo. Is this how it happens? "Interesting."

I hear a man's voice. It is a distant sound, just like the sound of chains a moment ago.

"What should I do?"

"It might be a good idea to experiment a little more. Try putting it back in. "The syringe is over there."

"Yes."

Gurgling.

It went somewhere. Narrow. Inconvenient. But somehow it feels more stable than outside.

Kuuk...

Something pressed down on me.

Warmth began to return.

The cozy and warm warmth felt reassuring, as if it had never been cold before.

And.

I came to my senses.

"... Huh?!"

My body was lying on the floor.

My body okay. My body.

Why didn't I feel anything strange until now?

Until a moment ago, my body was not a body.

It feels like my consciousness is sinking beneath endless water, and the water itself is escaping somewhere.

"Oh. "You came back?"

"As expected. "Try again."

"Now, wait, wow, wait a minute!"

I said desperately.

"Stop, stop! "Please!"

That feeling of loss, coldness.

The feeling that my thoughts are disconnected, fragmented, unconnected, and that I am no longer myself.

I didn't want to feel that again.

Ah. Yes.

I remembered.

I was wondering what this was... It was a genre called 'personality scatology.'

Even though I have been exposed to a lot of masculine scents, I don't know all tastes.

I glanced at it a long time ago, but it was too much of a taste, so I forgot about it until now.

The idea that a person's personality is absorbed into the jelly and escapes from the body.

I don't like anything that comes out of the anus in general, so I forgot about it.

I never imagined I would experience it like this.

I didn't want to go through this again.

It was even more so now that my thoughts had completely returned.

The fear feels greater because I know it.

"Hmm. Okay. What is my colleague's whereabouts?"

"Well, that's..."

I couldn't answer.

Because I don't know.

It wasn't where we had promised to meet, and I couldn't answer because I didn't know.

"I see."

The man again gave instructions to another man.

"Hehe..."

The other man laughed lowly and put his foot on my stomach, which was lying on the floor.

No.

The space in my stomach was forcibly narrowed and compressed.

Naturally, the jelly inside moved toward the only exit.

No.

I don't want to go through this again.

Fizz.

With an embarrassing sound, jelly came out from the butt hole.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't overcome the force pressing down on my stomach by applying strength to my lower abdomen.

No.

I hate it.

I don't want to lose myself.

Stop.

Stop―――――

"An abnormality has been detected in the user's mental state, so synchronization with the player character will be terminated.

Do you want to continue in automatic activity mode?"

... Wow.

The world stopped, and a system window appeared in front of me.

... Okay. System window.

It's a game. That's right. It's a game.

The panic from a moment ago disappeared like a lie, and I was able to regain my composure.

I lived.

It was a terrible experience.

I was able to understand why there were restrictions in virtual reality.

Shit. Next time, if I feel bad, I should escape right away.

I came up with the genre of character reveal too late, so I went through a hard time that I shouldn't have.

Phew.

I calmly took time to sort out my confused mind.

And.

Yes.

You're curious, right?

What will happen to 'Soira' in the future?

I pressed the 'Yes' button on the system window.