3-1. Helena seduces you with her penis
Sorry to keep you waiting.
I got a little late—my bad.
Then I'll let myself in.
Hm?
It's your room, after all?
It's very you—I like it.
So, what’s up?
You suddenly called me over.
What?
You want to end our relationship?
Whoa...
You want to break things off with me?
And you want me to take off the chastity cage too?
Hmm, if you really insist, I could remove it...
But would you mind telling me why you want that?
I see.
The sex with me felt incredible,
but once you calmed down and thought about it, you got scared that your mind and body were becoming abnormal.
Plus, not being able to masturbate normally is tough,
and after thinking it through, you decided you don’t want to have sex with me anymore.
At least it doesn’t sound like you’ve come to hate me—that’s a relief.
You’re right.
If you can truly let go of the pleasure of female orgasms,
then now really is your last chance to turn back.
I think you’re very wise.
I love that about you too.
Okay, got it.
If you absolutely insist, I don’t want to force anything you hate,
and we can go back to being normal friends.
But...
If possible, I don’t want to let you go.
So I want to make sure—for your sake—
whether you truly won’t need sex with me for the rest of your life.
Because there’s a chance your calm, rational decision was wrong, right?
If that’s the case, we’d both end up unhappy.
Please?
Just give me one chance?
Ufufu, okay?
Thank you.
Even now, you’re going along with my selfishness—you’re so kind.
It only makes me want to keep you even more.
...Then, could you kneel right there?
Yes, perfect.
How is it?
This position brings back memories of that night, doesn’t it?
Do you already know what I’m about to do?
...Here we go.
So, how’s this?
Seeing my cock up close after so long.
That night you were drunk, so your vision was blurry,
and the room was dim—
today you can see it much more clearly, right?
This thick, long thing went all the way inside your ass that night—right to the base.
And the strong musky smell is intense, isn’t it?
Every girl I bring my cock close to ends up sniffing it like she’s addicted—
how about you?
Hey, you okay?
Your eyes are glued to my cock again.
You just said you wanted to go back to a life without it.
Was your resolve really that weak—just seeing it in front of you shakes it?
Then next, I’ll let you feel its texture one last time.
I’m going to slap your right cheek with the tip.
Here—smack.
How was that?
Super hard and heavy, right?
If that made you uncomfortable, I’m sorry.
But when I do this, girls—especially masochistic ones—love it.
Here, I’ll keep going—slapping your soft cheek over and over with my rock-hard cock.
If you hate it, feel free to dodge.
Here—smack, smack, smack, smack.
You’re not dodging.
You’ve resolved to live as a man, yet you’re letting someone else’s cock do whatever it wants to you—
is that really okay?
Right now, I’m treating you like an obedient little bitch who can’t resist my cock.
I’m roughly, indirectly ordering you: “Spread your legs and offer your pussy.”
You don’t want this anymore, right?
Your cock is much smaller than mine, but you decided to live proudly as a man.
You thought you could go the rest of your life without ever touching this cock again, didn’t you?
Then you should run away right now.
Here, here, here, here.
Okay, I’ll stop around here.
You didn’t dodge once in the end.
Were you deliberately taking the slaps to prove it doesn’t affect you?
Or... did you want to feel my cock’s weight as long as possible?
Hm?
Your eyes are getting glassy again and your breathing is heavy—are you okay?
Maybe each impact on your cheek reminded you of how I crushed your prostate last time?
No—no remembering.
That pleasure is a privilege for girls only.
Boys aren’t supposed to know the joy of being fucked by a cock.
So, how was it?
Can you cleanly cut ties with the pleasure of getting fucked?
Or... can you really not live without my cock after all?
Hm?
What?
Why are you quiet?
Are you still thinking?
Or have you already decided but can’t say it out loud?
Ufufu, I see.
Then how about this?
Could you lie down on the bed and take off all your clothes from the waist down?
Oh, nothing weird.
If we’re really going back to being just friends, I need to remove the chastity cage on your crotch, right?
Then, to properly put an end to our relationship,
at least let me be the one to unlock it.
If that’s what you want, just undress and lie there—that’s all.
But if you’ve changed your mind and realized you can’t live without my cock after all,
then lie on your back, spread your legs wide like a crab,
and use both hands to spread your ass cheeks, offering your hole to me.
Then...
right here, right now, I’ll ravish your pussy hard with my cock again.
Ufufu...
This is truly your very last chance to go back to being a boy.
If you offer your hole to me now, I won’t hold back anymore.
This time, I’ll train you into a depraved sex slave who thinks about nothing but sex with me—awake or asleep.
Be ready.
I’m looking forward to which you choose.
Though just the fact you’re hesitating probably means the answer is already clear.
Are you ready?
Okay.
Then I’ll close my eyes until you’re done.
I’ll give you 10 seconds—
in that time, take off your clothes and show me with your body what you want.
I can’t wait to see whether you choose to be a boy... or a girl.
Here we go—start!
Hmm, it’s gone quiet.
That means you’re ready, right?
Okay?
Thank you.
My heart is racing.
Then I’ll open my eyes.
YES!
You chose me after all.
Spreading your pussy wide open with your own hands,
holding your cheeks apart like a girl begging to be fucked—you’re adorable.
I could tell from your reactions what you’d choose,
but I’m still so happy.
At first you mustered a lot of courage to tell me your honest feelings.
You told me straight to my face—
and then you changed your mind. That made me truly happy.
So I’ll respond to your feelings with everything I have.
You chose the pleasure of my cock over living as a boy—
I’ll make absolutely sure you never regret it.
Don’t worry.