Naomi is an Ideal Cow

NOTE FROM STORY CREATOR: I published this unfinished chapter by mistake while fixing the protagonist's name from Sakura back to Naomi in the recent chapters. I don't think Blackhand was finished with this yet, and I didn't want to delete what he wrote already, so I'm leaving this note here for him to remove when actually finishes writing the chapter, just to inform those who have been enjoying this fun, kinky little branch of the story~!

Sorry for any inconveniences this may have caused!

~Renada

You mumble, trying to find the words to this situation. All of your classmates had just seen you doing something lewd. Their faces contort with laughter.

Your hands shake and cover your mouth. How could this have happened? What did the headphones do to you? One moment he'd put them on, the next you were mindlessly and blissfully masturbating.

"This is most unusual." The tour guide scratches his small beard. "Only the most susceptible cows fall that deep after listening for just a few minutes."

"But, you went sedate after only a minute." He gives a playful laugh, but when framed by the laughter of your classmates, it feels more cruel then anything. "Clearly you must have the ideal brain makeup for a potential cow. You should be proud. You'd be very valuable."

Somehow, that didn't quite comfort you.