My Beloved Girl's Nari Skin

"Fuwaa... I'm sleepy..."

The current time is 6:00 in the morning.

There was a high school girl relaxing in the girls' badminton club room, yawning sleepily.

her name isMiori ShiraishiMiori Shiraishi

With a small face, large eyes, long eyelashes, semi-long black hair, and a body that is slender as a whole, but has a firm appearance of unevenness.

In addition to having an appearance that combines both cuteness and beauty as a whole, she is a talented high school girl who belongs to the badminton club and has excellent motor nerves.

"But if you don't practice hard, you won't get better... you just practice on your own every day... right!"

While rubbing my eyelids, I hit my cheeks with both hands.

She is a genuine hard worker among the members, and she comes to school early in the morning when no other members of the badminton club or even other sports club members are at school, and practices more independently than anyone else. I was sending you every day.

"Alright! I have to do my best in the morning practice today!"

As soon as she got herself fired up, she tried to put her hand on the ribbon of her uniform to change into training wear.

However--

Gacha...

Suddenly, she hears the sound of the clubroom door opening.

(Huh...? It's unusual for a club member other than me to come so early. Who is it?)

Miori stopped changing clothes and looked back towards the door.

Since this was the women's badminton club room, she naturally believed that the other members had come to practice on their own in the morning just like her.

However--

"Oh, good morning Miori-chan! Uhe, hehehe..."

The one who entered was not a female club member, but a male student with an eerie smile.

"e……"

Miori's eyes widen in shock, not expecting a male student to enter the girls' club room.

moreover--

"Why... Kawano-kun...?"

The male student in front of her was a person whom Miori knew very well.

his name isTakeo KawanoKawano Takeo. He was a large, obese man with greasy skin and sticky, dandruff-covered hair.

However, even though they were in the same class, they only exchanged greetings, and Miori didn't have a very good impression of Takeo, who was often alone at his desk with an eerie smile.

The fact that such a man entered the girls' club room where he was the only one without permission caused Miori's expression to naturally turn grim.

"Uhihi! I came to see Miori-chan!"

However, Takeo doesn't mind at all when he sees Miori's grim expression.

"Eh, hey... Kawano... kun?"

The only entrance to the clubroom was blocked by Takeo and locked.

Being alone with an eerie classmate in a closed room, Miori's face begins to look frightened.

"Wha, what are you doing? This is the girls' club room, right? Well, if a male student enters without permission... it's no good, right?"

Miori criticizes Takeo's actions, even though her mouth is slightly trembling.

However, he was still staring at Miori with a sly look, and continued to show an eerie smile.

"Uhihi... I know this is the girls' club room! Even so, I really want to talk to you alone... That's why I came to visit you early in the morning. I knew you were always at school earlier than any other athletic club member for morning practice!!!"

"e……"

Miori's face becomes clouded by Takeo's words and actions.

“Fu, just the two of us talking… what?”

"Of course... it

's a confession of love!!!"

"Oh!!"

Takeo's sudden loud voice made Miori's body tremble.

"I love you so much, Miori-chan! Ever since I saw you at the entrance ceremony for the first time, there hasn't been a day when I haven't thought of you!! You have a beautiful face and a nice body. Your beautiful black hair... Your appearance is as beautiful as a goddess... And your bright smile that you show every day at school... Your sweating and working hard during club activities and physical education... I am your I love everything!! That's why, Miori-chan...be my lover!!"

"Hi..."

Miori instinctively backs away from Takeo's terrifying swordplay as he talks about his love for her.

However, there is no escape in the small club room, and he slowly creeps closer to Miori.

"Hey, Miori-chan? It's my... once-in-a-lifetime confession!! I'm begging you, be my lover!!!"

"Hey! I'm sorry!"

Perhaps because it was physiologically impossible, words of refusal naturally leaked out of Miori's mouth.

"Wa-I...I have no intention of going out with you. Right now, I'm obsessed with badminton.

Miori carefully squeezes out a refusal answer so that the man in front of her doesn't get angry.

(Isn't it better not to provoke me too much...? It would be terrible if Kawano-kun made me feel strange in such a closed room...)

Miori waits for Takeo's reply with a frightened expression on her face.

Then-

"... Huh. I'm crazy about badminton."

Takeo's expression changed from the crazy and excited expression just before to a cold and eerie expression.

"I love you so much... I care about you so much. Why are you saying that?"

Club activities are important right now...that's why I always come to practice early in the morning like this..."

"... Well, you're right. I know very well that you're a hard worker who is passionate about practicing. I know that you come to practice early in the morning before anyone else. I know that part of you too. I love you so much! Uhihi!"

"Well then--"

"Then let's do this! When you retire from club activities, you'll go out with me! Isn't this fine!"

Takeo made a confident expression as if there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"e……?"

"Once club activities are over, Miori-chan can go out with me without worry, right? That's why I'll be waiting for you until then... I'll keep thinking of you forever! As a sweetheart... Uhihihi!!"

Once again, Takeo clads himself in a maddening atmosphere as he turns to Miori.

(What should I do...?)

He should have chosen his words carefully and refused, but it had the opposite effect on him.

At this rate, it's not clear.

After thinking about it, Miori came to the conclusion――

“I-I…I have no intention of dating you!

Miori told him clearly, perhaps thinking that deceit would no longer work.

Then-

"e……"

Takeo opened his eyes wide with a disbelieving expression.

The luster disappeared from her eyes, and she stared at Miori with empty eyes.

"From now on...forever? Why...why are you saying that?"

"B-because... a person like this who just walks into the girls' club room without permission... I can't do it! Besides, Kawano-kun... it's kind of scary... anyway, it's impossible! I'm sorry!!"

Miori's lips trembled as she managed to come up with the words.

--But the voice didn't reach his ears.

"Why, why, why, why, why, why, what, why, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, why, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, why, what, what, why, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, why, what, why, what,

"Huh!?"

Miori trembles in fear when Takeo suddenly screams like crazy.

"Why!? Miori-chan always responded with a smile when I greeted her!! Everyone else ignored me, but you always smiled at me like an angel. Didn't he give it to me!!! That means he likes me... isn't that what you meant!? Miori-chan deceived me!?"

"I-I'm going to deceive you...I-I-I-I don't mean that...I-I-I-I'm just saying hello to everyone...I like you. …”

"Noisy, loud, loud!!!!! How come Miori-chan is going to throw a blanket over her!!!"

"Hi!"

Miori was completely frightened by Takeo's terrifying swordsmanship, which was incoherent and didn't even listen to Miori's story.

"enough"

"Huh...? Kawano...-kun?"

"It's Miori-chan's fault for denying me... It's Miori-chan's fault for not responding to my feelings... It's all Miori-chan's fault...?"

"W-what are you saying...?"

"Actually, I wasn't planning on doing this... But Miori-chan's fault... It's all Miori-chan's fault... Hihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi!!!"

Takeo turns from the terrifying sword curtain until then and begins to show a very eerie smile.

And along with that, his right arm began to take on a suspicious light.

(Eh... what... that...?)

Despite Miori's bewilderment at the mysterious phenomenon, he gradually approaches her with an eerily glowing arm in his hand.

"Miori-chan's fault... Miori-chan's fault... bummer."

"Hey, hey! Don't come!! Oh, I'll tell the teacher later? Then... Kawano-kun might get expelled from school, right? Hey, do you understand?"

While warning Takeo with a frightened expression, Miori retreats little by little.

But he doesn't listen at all.

"It's Miori-chan's fault... To be honest, as a lover with you... I wanted to spend time with you forever, walk through life with you... I wanted to become one with you... That's all I did. But..."

"Th-that's... Kawano-kun's selfish argument, isn't it?"

"noisy!!!!"

"Hi!!"

"...it's enough. If you say so...it's enough. Then I'm not a lover..."in a different way"...a way to become one with you, who I love...to be with you forever. I'll let you use the method of keeping time..."

"D-Different shape...? What are you saying?"

"That's right... this is how you do it!!!"

For a moment, Miori was unable to comprehend what Takeo had said.

Taking advantage of that opportunity, he suddenly approached Miori――

――He “screwed” his own hand, which was wrapped in a dubious light, into her belly.

"Huh!?"

At that moment, Miori was attacked by a chill she had never felt before.

"Eh... what... is this...?"

A shocking sight was reflected in her eyes.

--His arm, which contained a suspicious light, had literally "stuck" into her belly.

"No... no!!!!"

Faced with such a surreal sight, she immediately screams.

"Wh-what is this... what's going on--"

Miori is so confused that her head has turned white, but as if to ridicule her, another incident attacks her.

"Hi!! Ah... Huh? My body doesn't have strength... why... huh...!?"

That's where she finds out.

Her arms, legs, torso...every part of her body gradually crumbled, shrinking into a thin layer of skin and drooping down.

"No, no... what is this!? Wha... what is it!? Someone help... ke..."

Miori tried to call for help in a high-pitched voice, perhaps because she couldn't control her fear because of the abnormal situation that was happening to her body.

However, at the same time that even her face changed into a thin, skin-like thing, she could only make a mosquito-like voice from her mouth.

"This... sounds... but..."

And just a few tens of seconds after he put his hand in――

Miori's legs, arms, breasts, and even her face... all of them became like flat, flimsy skin.

On the floor of the clubroom, there was the Y-shirt, skirt, and undergarments that spilled out when she turned into skin, and on top of that, Miori's figure was completely reduced to a body suit.

"I... no... what... this..."

Miori feels as if her whole body is being held down by abnormal gravity, and is unable to move.

Even if I tried to scream out of fear, I could only let out a mosquito-like voice from my skin-like mouth.

"Aha, ahahaha... ahahahahaha!!!"

Seeing the miserable figure of Miori lying on the floor, the person who used her as a skin gave a distorted high-pitched laugh.

"You've become completely fluent! How is it? How does it feel to be skinned?"

"Huh... cute...? Uh... lie..."

"Uhihi! In fact, right now you won't be able to move at all, and you can only make a mosquito-like voice like now, right?"

"Th... huh... huh... add... put... well... no..."

"Uhihi! It's too late now, you know? You didn't choose to live with me as your lover... Then... this is the only way!"

"Wha... what... so... this... thing..."

"Uhihi! You'll understand right away?"

With a creepy grin on his face, he began to take off all of his uniforms. His belly is out, his skin is greasy, and his sloppy nudity is gradually revealed.

And when she's completely naked, he lifts up Miori's skin that looks like a full body suit.

"No... stop... don't... stop..."

"Fuhihi...well, just be quiet, okay?...even if I say that, you won't be able to move in that state!"

As he said that, he started by holding Miori's skin and thrusting his other arm, the arm that turned her into skin earlier, into her back.

"What are you doing……?"

"Uhihi... this is also one of the important preparations..."

Despite Miori's face twisting in fear, Takeo still moves his arms behind her back.

Then, as he moved his arm, a crack appeared in her back.

"N-shot... ok! Is it like this?"

And when the crack becomes quite large, he stops and smiles with satisfaction.

"Then... let's get started soon! Finally, Miori-chan... we're going to become one... uehihi!!!"

"One... to...?"

"Uhihi... you still don't get it? I'm going to... wear your skin... right?

"Is it... wearing a cute one...?"

In response to Takeo's unrealistic muttering, Miori's expression is a mixture of confusion and fear.

Aside from her, Takeo is finally ready for the next task...

――Move to the work of putting on Miori's skin.

“Then, first… Shall we try putting the legs first?”

Slowly and carefully, Takeo inserts his leg into her leather leg.

He was quite obese and had thick legs, so putting her thin legs on was like trying to forcefully put on tight pants that didn't fit too well... that was the situation.

And at the same time, her skinned legs began to swell.

"Ah... My leg and Miori's leg thickness are completely different. Will this really break?"

Even though he muttered such worries, he still unreservedly put on her legs.

Her legs, which were originally supposed to be fair, thin and beautiful, had taken on an unusually thick shape just because of their thickness.

"No, no...! What... are you doing... stop... stop..."

On the other hand, even though Miori didn't feel any pain from having her skinned leg pierced, she began to feel a strange sensation.

Unable to move and unable to turn around satisfactorily, she could not even see Takeo putting his leg into her back, and only indescribable fear filled her emotions.

However, unlike her, Takeo pushes his own legs even deeper... to the depths of her skinned legs.

And before long, when Takeo had completely wrapped Miori's legs up to her fingertips――

Her leg, which until then had expanded just like his leg, suddenly began to change shape.

"Wha, what!?"

In spite of Takeo's surprise, Miori's legs quickly returned to their original shape, slender, slender and toned, and contracted.

"Oh... this guy is amazing. Until a while ago, I felt like I was wearing something, but now I don't feel that at all... It's like my thick legs have become Miori's thin and beautiful legs. It's the first time I've worn leather, so I was wondering what it would look like at one point, but it turns into the skin itself!

Takeo couldn't contain his excitement when his own legs changed into Miori's thin, long, fair-skinned legs that he had longed for.

"Uhehe... Miori-chan's legs... My legs are Miori-chan's beautiful legs! It really feels like a dream! "

And then, his line of sight moved to another part――

“Oh~……This is Miori-chan’s pussy~……It’s refreshing to have a crotch that doesn’t have anything on it!”

The next place he turned his gaze to was Miori's secret place. Her skirt and pants had fallen to her floor in the process of skinning, so her body was now bare and exposed to her lower half.

Takeo couldn't contain his excitement as he witnessed the important part of Miori that he normally wouldn't have seen.

"This is my beloved Miori-chan's pussy! It looks like she's shaved her hair properly...it's so beautiful!! As expected of Miori-chan!!"

"No, no... mi... don't see... deee..."

Miori, who can't do anything for Takeo, is so embarrassed that her face turns bright red.

"And... hehe! Your butt is a good size... isn't it plump!"

He also grabs Miori's well-shaped hipline and begins to soak in its soft touch.

Then-

“Hya!"

Miori herself feels like she's being stroked on the buttocks by a stranger...a disgusting feeling.

"Uhihi...now Miori-chan's legs and buttocks...are mine, you know? What's wrong with me touching my own buttocks?"

"I... no..."

“Well…Isn’t it useless to keep having fun with such an unbalanced outfit forever? Let's wear all of your clothes!"

"No... me... te..."

Miori let out a feeble groan.

However, in spite of her, Takeo continues to work on wearing her skin.

“Well then, let’s keep going~!”

He triumphantly slips his body into Miori's skin and wears it.

After his legs, he wore his arms and torso.

Just like with the legs earlier, the skin on Miori's arms and torso swelled for a moment due to Takeo's large, obese body, but as soon as she finished wearing the clothes, she naturally contracted back to her original body size. said.

The belly that had swollen with fat tightened up――

The hairy, thick arm became a pale, thin, supple arm――

From a masculine angular body, it changed to a round and constricted feminine body――

In the end, it changed into a chest with two plump fruits peculiar to women――

With the exception of his head, all of Takeo's body had changed shape into Miori's body itself.

“Oh~… Miori-chan’s slender arms can be moved at my will… My body has also become Miori-chan’s delicate body!

In front of Takeo's line of sight were two hills of moderate size to Miori.

“So these are Miori-chan’s boobs! Dehehe……I can’t believe I can worship Miori-chan’s beautiful raw milk!! This guy is unbearable!!”

While he was admiring, Miori's consciousness began to fade little by little, probably because Takeo had already put on the skin of all parts except her head.

“Stop…………T…………Add…………Take…………”

Miori's face twists in despair and begs for help.

However, as if to ridicule her **** wish, Takeo grabbed Miori's breast, which was now his own body, with her own hand, which was already worn, and started rubbing it.

"Ahaha~!! Nice!! Rubbing Miori-chan's breasts...it's the best!!!"

"Anh... ugh... or... stop..."

The fear of being able to move your body without doing anything, the soft feeling as if your own hands were rubbing your chest, and the disgusting sensation of being rubbed yourself. , all of which become mixed, filling her head with fear, confusion, and shame.

Under such circumstances, Takeo eventually stops rubbing his chest.

"Now then... I can't do anything too leisurely. No matter how much the club room is locked, I have to completely finish wearing Miori-chan's skin before someone else comes! Well then... let me finally put the finishing touches on it!!"

“Hii………no………”

Miori's face twisted at Takeo's words.

――When I put my legs on, they moved my legs without permission.

――When I put my arms and torso on, my arms were moved without permission, and my body was played with without permission.

--Then what would happen if the head was completely covered?

Miori's head is filled with fear.

"Add... put... please... please... who... who..."

"Uhihi, it's useless? No one will come to help."

"Hmmm....n...i...no..."

"Nevertheless, I'm looking forward to it. If I completely wear your head... I can read your head... your brain... your memories, your emotions... everything you want! In other words, I'll be able to know everything about you before I entered high school... I still don't know about you! I'm the one who can do all these things completely naked!!"

"stop…………"

"And if I can read Miori's memories and emotions completely...I can become Miori-chan herself. Miori's memories and emotions...a beautiful body...and my passion for you...that's all. By becoming one...we can finally become one!! Then, as Miori-chan...as you, my beloved...you will be able to start a new life!!"

"No... no..."

Miori's face twists in fear at Takeo's words.

But neither that groan nor that fear reaches anyone.

"Well then... will you let me go?"

“Add…………ke…………”

“Hehe, hehehehe!!!”

Takeo smiles eerily, finally covering her head with the mask and starting to wear it.

Naturally, his head was much larger than Miori's, but just like the skin on his entire body earlier, as his head was pushed in, it became the size of Miori's small head. start contracting.

(Help…………)

As Takeo wrapped Miori's head around her, Miori couldn't even utter a single voice, desperately begging for help in her gradually fading consciousness.

However, her consciousness was already at a tipping point.

And finally, when Takeo completely closed the crack in his back――

"Oh!!!!!"

Takeo's head, which had been shrinking until then, began to move again, completely shrinking in size and shape to Miori's head.

At the same time, the memories and emotions in Miori's brain flow into Takeo's head all at once.

――When I was young, I remember holding hands with my parents and smiling happily.

――When I was in elementary school, I remember carrying a red school bag on my back and chatting with friends on the way to school.

――I remember when I was in junior high school, I started playing badminton and practiced hard while sweating.

Memories that Takeo was unaware of, along with the emotions that Miori felt at that time, flowed into his head all at once.

(Miori-chan's memories... all her emotions... all enter my head...! !!!!)

And the moment it all came together.

Not long after that, “Miori Shiraishi” slowly opened her eyes.

and--

“Uhi, Uhihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi!!!!”

"Miori" begins to smile like crazy.

It was ugly and distorted in a way she would never normally do.

――That was exactly what “Kawano Takeo” had put on the skin of “Shiraishi Miori” and had completely transformed into her.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh But that means I got used to Miori-chan's body!! Ahaha♡」

“Miori” muttered so with a soggy tone and opened a nearby locker.

Then, I reflected my whole body on the mirror attached to the door.

"Amazing... she doesn't look like me at all... no matter how you look at her... she's become my beloved Miori-chan!!"

"Miori" has an ecstatic expression while looking at her own face in front of the mirror.

――Clad in semi-long black hair, a beautiful face with striking eyes and long eyelashes in a small face.

――A feminine rounded body, two well-shaped fruits, and even more slender and beautiful legs.

What was reflected in the mirror was undoubtedly the nude figure of Miori Shiraishi, a pretty high school girl who belongs to the badminton club of this high school.

"Miori-chan...ah...she's so cute♡ From today onwards, I can do whatever I want with my lovely, lovely Miori-chan♡ Ahah♡"

"Miori" still has an ecstatic expression on her face as she kisses her own reflection in the mirror.

"Nchu ♡ Amu ♡ Haahaa... My heart is pounding... I can't control my excitement... My beloved Miori-chan is reflected in front of me... And I'm Miori-chan... Ahhh ♡ I feel like my brain is going to melt from the excitement♡"

"Miori" plays with her own reflection in the mirror while kissing her over and over again and occasionally sticking out her tongue.

"Ahaa♡ This is... Miori-chan's body... I don't feel like I'm wearing leather at all... I definitely feel like I'm Miori-chan... Ehehe. It's the best!!"

“Miori” hugs her own body with care.

"I'll never let you go... I'll live as Miori forever! I'll wear your skin... we've become one! Hahahahahaha!!!"

“Miori” laughs like crazy.

Then-

clatter

"that? Is it locked? Hey! Is there anyone? 』

It seemed that another member had come to school.

"Oops...then other girls have come, so I have to become 'Miori-chan' soon...? From today onwards, I...no, 'I' am Miori Shiraishi...I belong to the badminton club. A girl in her second year of high school……Ufu, ufufufufufufufu♡”

"that? I can hear a voice... is that voice Miori~? 』

“Fufu!

She hurries toward the door.

My Beloved Girl's Nari Skin # 2

"This crepe is delicious. What about Miori?"

"Yeah, I think so too!"

On the way home after school one day. There were two high school girls at a trendy sweets shop in the neighborhood who were enjoying crepes together.

One was a high school girl with her blouse loosely tied and her hair dyed brown.Kana SasakuraSasakura Kana. She doesn't even belong to any club activities, and she's a modern girl who uses the money she's saved from her part-time job to enjoy detours on the way home from school and fashion.

And another--

"It's exactly as Kana said. The crepes here are really delicious!"

Another high school girl who eats a crepe with a gentle smile. her name is

Miori ShiraishiMiori Shiraishi. Unlike Kana, she is a serious girl who belongs to the badminton club.

The two are completely different types, but they have been childhood friends since elementary school and are great friends.

"Well, I'm glad that Miori was happy today. Since you're always busy with Bud practice, you didn't even go out with me after school...

" "

That's right... but in Miori's case, even on her days off from club activities, she would always say, 'I want to practice on my own!'

Well, that's your good point, Kana continues. In her mind, Miori, who has always worked hard not only for badminton but also for everything, comes to mind. She has a completely different personality from Kana, who always thinks, "I want to enjoy the moment comfortably", but I like that kind of place as her childhood friend and her best friend, so we continued our friendship for a long time.

"But~, it's only recently, right? When you're on break from club activities, you've come to hang out with me. Has there been any change in your feelings?

" Fufu, the change in your feelings, huh?」

「?」

For a moment, a distorted smile appeared on Miori's expression as she muttered. It was the first time even Kana, who had been with her as a childhood friend for a long time, saw that expression, and it felt strange.

"Umm, Miori?

" I thought it would be a good change of mood to eat something delicious.”

(I wonder what it was, the strange discomfort just now... maybe it's just my imagination)

Seeing Miori immediately return to her usual gentle expression, Kana shakes off her slight suspicion. After entering high school, Miori's club activities have been busy, so I haven't been able to talk to her as much as I used to. I tried to stuff my mouth with the rest of the crepe without worrying about it, but――

"Um... Miori , why are you staring at me like that? Do you have cream in my mouth?" It just

happened.”

Miori continues to look at Kana with a smile on her face. Her gaze was directed at Kana's face as she was eating the crepe... or rather, she was looking down at her heart. that is--

(Miori is looking at my chest...?)

Her gaze was clearly directed at Kana's chest, which was wrapped in a pure white blouse. Because Kana's sole is somewhat developed among her age group, her classmates and passing men often look at her. Because of this, she, who was most sensitive to the gaze of her looking at her breasts, immediately noticed the gaze of Miori as well.

"Um... mi, Miori ?

" Just thinking about it, huh?」「Eh, hey……」

Kana's face turns bright red. She had a certain amount of confidence in her appearance, and even though her breasts were larger than those of her peers, she wasn't too embarrassed. However, she cannot hide her embarrassment and surprise when her old childhood friend and diligent Miori pointed it out.

"Other friends say that, but... it's rare for Miori to say something like that." "Fufu, really?"

You said that... but you've grown up lately and you're in trouble

somehow

"..."

Although amazed, Miori still stares at Kana as she continues to take another bite of the crepe. Thinking about it now, Kana realizes that she had already finished her crepe after sitting at her seat. Was Miori such a fast eater?

"... well, that's fine though. Miori says she's envious of your breasts, but... from my point of view, I'm much more envious of you! You're a beauty no matter who you look at, and your legs are also very beautiful. You're fair- skinned ... and you've been told many times until now, right?"

I think it's better than getting caught by a not-so-good guy."

I let out a sigh while imagining the men who usually look down on Miori.

"There are really a lot of bad guys... but look, for example, two groups ofTakeo KawanoKawano TakeoAnd! "

"..."

For just a moment... Kana doesn't notice that Miori's expression has darkened.

Takeo Kawano, a classmate who goes to the same high school as them, was a fat, gloomy male student with no sense of cleanliness. He has been "missing" since just a month ago without being able to contact anyone.

"That guy was really nice, wasn't he? He always looked at Miori with weird eyes... And it smelled like he was taking a bath properly.

" It 's not good to speak ill of you, is it?"

Miori speaks to Kana as if reprimanding her, but there is no sign that Kana will stop talking.

"You said it was Miori, too. You said Kawano was creepy."

Kana, who had left it up to her momentum to speak ill of Kawano, finally noticed. Miori's expression was too stern, and if she didn't care, she was directing a gaze that seemed to be glaring at her.

"Um, what 's wrong with you making such a scary face?" I think it's better to stop now."

crap

"Hi!?"

Kana suddenly shakes her body. she can't help it. Miori, who was always mild-mannered, hit her desk with all her might and glared at Kana with her angry expression.

"...you told me to stop, didn't you?"

Since the tone of Miori's voice suddenly dropped, Kana hurriedly apologizes. Miori's expression was a cold expression that even her childhood friend Kana had never seen before.

"..."

"Hey, hey, I'm really sorry... don't be so angry ."

I'll give you a bite of my crepe!

He hesitantly held out the tip of the crepe. She silently glared at Miori, and Kana's hands were still trembling.

However, it was only for a short time, and Miori's expression returned to its original... Kana's usual calm expression, and she stuffed her cheeks with the crepe that was offered to her.

"... Fufu, I don't know. I thought it was a bit imprudent, but I'm not really angry. I'll forgive you for this delicious crepe.

" I got angry with a face I've never seen before, because I was so scared that I was about to cry!"

While saying that, Miori smiled and licked the cream off her lips. Kana still felt that gesture, smiling expression, and a different atmosphere than before, but maybe she was afraid that she would get angry again if she stuck something strange, after that, she changed the topic and went back to normal. The chat continued.

And then, after leaving the store, on the way home, at parting――

"See you tomorrow! Miori is cute, so you have to be careful on the way

home

! " Miori goes to the bad club's morning practice very early, so I'm worried about being attacked by a strange guy...Hey, for example, like Kawano...ah.

Kana covered her mouth in a panic.

"I'm sorry! I can't help but... it's a joke, so don't get angry... right?

" !"

Kana leaves the place as if to run away.

“Today’s Miori……I was a little scared.

When she left Miori and was alone, she muttered while walking. She had a different smile, a different kind of coldness... something was wrong with the air surrounding Miori.

However, when it comes to talking, Miori is the same as usual, and when we're together in class, she listens intently to class, plays an active role in physical education, and smiles when she talks to those around her... nothing seems to have changed in particular. do not have. It's just a slight discomfort.

“Well, Miori might have a lot of things going for her too… I’m happy just to be able to accompany you on a detour like this, so it’s fine! Fufu.”

Kana shakes off her doubts and smiles more than the discomfort that crosses her mind. Kana, who has been with Miori for more than ten years as her childhood friend.

I don't even notice her like that. She no, she shouldn't have noticed.

My precious childhood friend Miori Shiraishi has been "skinned" by another person for a month...

"Tch, Kana's bastard...you can say whatever you want about me..."

After seeing Kana walking away, Miori throws up. Her beautiful face, which had both her cuteness and beauty, was distorted into ugliness, and her appearance, murmuring loudly with her tongue clicked, was far from her usual appearance.

But now, on the way home with few people, no one notices anything strange about her.

“Well… Kana is really kind to Miori-chan. I messed up."

While muttering disgusting things that don't suit her beautiful soprano voice, she smiles. This was also a disgusting smile that didn't have even the slightest hint of Miori's usual calmness.

That should be it, the current girlfriend is "Miori, not Miori". The man who put on her skin……Takeo Kawano has taken the place of her.

One month before--

Takeo Kawano confessed to Miori Shiraishi, whom he fanatically loved to the stalker level, and was rejected. Her resentment at the time made him literally "skin" her.

Miori was only conscious even though she was skinned. Even though she couldn't even scream for help satisfactorily, her expression was distorted in fear, but even so, she didn't care that she desperately begged for her help with her feeble voice. I put on her legs, arms, and torso in order.

The thick, short legs turned into fair-skinned, slender legs--The

hairy, thick arms turned into thin, supple arms--

the fat belly receded, and instead the breasts and buttocks bulged out. And, as a whole, it turned into a slender and rounded beautiful female figure――

And finally, by wearing her head distorted in fear, her ugly face turned into a beautiful face, and all of her important memories and memories from birth to now are read――

On that day, at that moment, "he" became "she".

"Fuhihi... Miori-chan, ah Miori-chan..."

She muttered the name of her former crush, but now "himself", with a disgusted expression on her face.

Both breasts that have grown moderately swaying every time you walk. The feeling that the wind enters into the skirt. Her semi-long black hair fluttered, and she occasionally felt a tickling sensation stroking her cheeks. Tickling her nostrils is the scent of the shampoo she used to use and which she now uses daily. She gets excited about it all and starts to feel wet in her crotch even though she's just walking.

"Miori-chan's senses are all mine...it's unbearable! Fuhihi, and..."

Miori licks her lips. She remembers the taste of the crepe she was eating with Kana until a while ago. To tell the truth, when she was originally "Takeo Kawano", she didn't like sweets that much. However, she feels that the sweets that Miori eats are extremely delicious.

“Miori-chan seems to have been restrained from eating sweets because it affects Bud…but it’s a shame not to eat something that tastes so good! I have to enjoy my life as a girl more!"

Just as he said, on days when there were no club activities, Takeo spent his days taking a detour like today.

However, even so, she didn't change her daily life as Miori Shiraishi, and was firmly engaged in the activities of the badminton club and took classes seriously.

Of course, perhaps because he had all his memories, doing so was a simple story, but the reason was that he himself was more than excited to spend his daily life as "Miori Shiraishi". rice field.

"Practicing Bud as Miori-chan, working up a sweat as Miori-chan, taking classes as Miori-chan, being praised by the teacher as Miori-chan... fuhihi. I live my life as Miori-chan... …This is a privilege that only I, who has become one with Miori-chan, can do…it’s the best!!”

She calls out her own name over and over again in a cute voice and gives off a disgusting smile. While she was on her way home, some passers-by were puzzled by the creepy smile of the cute high school girl, but she didn't seem particularly concerned.

After all, no matter how strange it may seem to her from the outside, she is unmistakably a high school girl, "Miori Shiraishi," and there is no way she would think that someone else had taken over.

Gacha

"I'm home~"

Arrive at Miori's house. Both of her parents work late, and she has one younger sister, but she is currently in her third year of junior high school and is attending cram school, so there was no one there.

"Well, it's better if there's no one around... Uhihi."

Miori heads to her room. Once she opens the door, a high school girl's room with bright colors spreads out.

“Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

I look around the room with a smile on my face. The feeling that her beloved Madonna's room is now hers...she stands in front of her mirror as she gets excited just by walking around.

"Haa... she's really cute. My... my only angel..."

Loosen your expression while rubbing your face. Her beloved girlfriend moves according to her own will, and her appearance with a grin as if reflecting her own obscene thoughts.

"Uheheh, really... Me and Miori-chan have become one! Ahaha...ahahaha."

I kept staring at the mirror enchantedly with an ecstatic expression on my face for a while――

"Well, today is the day when both my parents and sister come home late... Let 's start the usual, Miori-chan?"

Hmm, uhihi"

When the one-man show suddenly begins, Miori first unties the ribbon and unbuttons her blouse. Although she has done it many times already, she still manages to endure her uncontrollable breathing as her excitement never subsides at the moment she takes off her uniform.

When I finished unbuttoning all the buttons, I quickly dropped the blouse on the floor, and even the skirt and even the underwear were taken off with familiar movements.

That day, when the man put on Miori's skin for the first time, he looked the same... well-developed breasts, a tight waist, a curvy body, and fair skin.

"It's really beautiful... You can't let anyone defile such a beautiful body, right? The only one who can like this is... I'm the only one!"

Immediately rub the bare milk meat with one hand, then thrust the free hand into the secret part and move it violently.

"Aah♡ Feeling... Chii♡ Miori-chan's body... It's good♡ Uhehe"

In the past month, on days like today, when my family is away, at the end of club activities, at night when everyone is asleep... While indulging in masturbation almost every day, I stroke her breasts, buttocks, hips...everything I can think of. I've been turning

as a result--

"I understand everything about Miori-chan's feelings♡ Ahah♡ I want you to thank me♡ Because Miori-chan has never masturbated no matter how much she reads her memories... Whew♡ here too...here too♡ it feels good♡♡

In fact, MIORI has never experienced masturbation. In other words, even she herself did not know the pleasantness of her masturbation and the pleasure points of her own body, so she thought that even Takeo, who wore her skin, was initially unable to search for memories. I didn't.

In the midst of the terrible masturbation that has taken place now, where is her erogenous zone, how to make her feel good, so to speak, I know everything about "Miori Shiraishi"'s body that even she doesn't know. was

Naturally, the familiar masturbation causes pleasure to run through the body in an instant, and the love juice overflows from the crotch.

"Hahahaha... it felt good today too. Miori-chan's pleasure that only I know...hehehe."

Only he knew what was reflected in the mirror, a disheveled figure that even Miori herself had never experienced before... At that sight, he felt an indescribable sense of immorality, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Normally, after this, I would look at the mirror and my body alternately and masturbate over and over again, but――

"Today there's something I want to try..."

While saying that, she gives one point... she looks at her secret part, which is wet with her love juice.

Of course, there is no "that" that was there when I was a man. A giant creature that disappeared when she put on Miori's skin.

"But if you do this..."

Putting his hand on the crevice, Takeo, wearing Miori's skin, concentrated his attention. Then his hand begins to glow strangely. It had the same eerie light as when Miori was skinned a month ago.

"With this, here..."

Takeo puts his hand on the flat crotch. As a result, the inside of his cracks…the “inside of his skin” is revealed. Then he sticks Miori's beautiful, long, thin finger in there and searches for the "thing you're looking for" -

“Nhot ♡ This feeling… there’s no doubt about it.”

Pull out the grabbed thing from the hole with a jerk. Then, what popped out was a faded skin color that was too disproportionate to Miori's skin color, and a huge cock that was too disproportionate to the body of a beautiful woman.

"Oh, it's nostalgic, it's my dick."

Miori happily looks at the thing growing between her crotch. The sole attached to her sleek and beautiful body was soaring and erecting just like the excitement she was feeling right now, and it seemed that endurance juice was about to spill out.

"Uheheh, it was just a dream. I'm going to have this done by Miori-chan's hands..."

With a grin, it grabs an object too big for its fair little hand and begins to move it up and down.

“Ahaa♡ ki……feeling♡ With Miori-chan’s hands……my……naaa♡ ah……it’s the best♡♡♡”

Semen pops out from the thing that was erected to the limit in no time. It overlaps with the love juice that fell down earlier and brings a unique pungent odor.

"Haahaa... This is... Miori's hand job... But with this, I'm moving her hand... I wonder if it's called a self hand job... Uh-heh."

Miori lay sprawled on the floor, still irritated. Breasts and meat sticks... the symbols of female and male sexuality move violently up and down with rough breathing.

"This... it feels so good. Miori-chan's hands make me cum... this is a joint work! Let's use it regularly when we masturbate from now on!"

From the real Miori's point of view, this was too selfish and intolerable... but it leaked out in none other than her own beautiful voice. She is neat and pretty, and there is no trace of a pure high school girl who has never even indulged in masturbation.

There is-

"This dick... I'd like to use it on other women someday. Try pretending to be a strap-on in lesbian sex and insert it... uhhh. Like a girl with a lesbian flair. Let's go find out!"

I want to use my own thing to fuck a woman... There was a beautiful woman with her crotch puffed up with the desire of a "man" smeared with sexual desire. The figure of a beautiful high school girl who harbored the excitement of her ugly man clinging to her in her expression and her personality.

"Anyway... from now on, I'll be very kind to you, Miori-chan? From now on, we'll always be one and the same, let's do a lot of good things with this body, hehehe."

With a grin on his face, he stretched out his hand towards the object again.

The love affair of the man who changed into Miori continues until late at night today...