A Pair of Headphones for Ushi-Chan

You slowly made your way to the front of the class. One of the boys actually gives your ass an improper smack as you pass him.

"Good luck, Ushi-Chan!" He calls out.

You pout as you finish your trip to the front of the room and stand next to the man. Everyone's eyes are on you. He seems to have picked up on your unsteadyness. He places a hand on your shoulder and whispers in your ear.

"Do not worry at all. On a new person who has not had them used before, they are not very effective. The process must happen many times. You will just feel a little spacey. I promise."

You smile weakly. The idea is still very scary. But, the reassurance is genuinely encouraging. The thought of the mooing cow women and the fucking machines doing lewd things to them is hard not to think of.

"It will feel good, do not worry. You won't even notice anything is happening while they are on."

You clench your fist.

"I am ready." You say, in a quiet voice.

The man pulls out a stool and directs you to sit on it. You take a deep breath. Then he lowers a pair of head phones on to your head, resting the band in your pink hair.

It begins.

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