A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 239: Player’s Dream (2) **

– Senior. Is this Soira-senpai?

When a younger man, whom I had only had a brief conversation with yesterday, sent me an online massage with such content and a picture full of flesh, I thought he was crazy.

This is because this is not the medieval fantasy setting I originally played in, but a completely modern setting.

That meant that it was natural for acts such as sexual harassment or harassment to be punished.

Needless to say, showing pornographic material to a person of the opposite sex with whom you are not particularly close is an act that constitutes sexual harassment.

No, it would be the same even if the partner was someone of the same sex rather than the opposite sex.

However, out of curiosity, I looked at the photo closely to see what he had sent, and I was surprised.

Even though my face was covered, it was clearly a picture of me naked.

No, no. To be precise, it was a naked photo of 'Soira'.

Because there is no such thing as 'my' nude photo. Got it?

What... I've taken photos of my underwear to record my body, but...

Anyway, this photo my junior sent me was one I did not remember.

But why does this photo exist?

Even while I was lost in thought, the messages kept arriving.

Perhaps he thought that the lack of an answer was an affirmation, but it was a piece of writing that clearly revealed his dirty and blatant desire.

– This

– Because only I still know

– Know? Come here.

And below that, a location coordinate was attached.

'You know?' Should be done to the fullest extent.

What era is it? This is a world where if you arbitrarily post someone else's photo, you'll be sued in an instant.

And are you trying to threaten me with that?

Even if we just submit this message history as evidence, the results would be quite interesting.

It will work, but...

"..."

My panties were already soggy as I stared at the screen of the device.

It was clear that this was the 'fatally different part' that could escape the dream.

I am threatened because my weakness is caught.

Because that kind of thing never existed in my life.

I don't know how a game that can't read my memories figured out that I didn't have this experience.

But, well, I guess I figured it out somehow.

There's nothing the technology can do to coordinate tens of millions, or even billions of AIs, including monsters, in real time.

It's probably quicker to find out what you can't do than what you can do.

"If I just point this out, I can get out of the dream right away, right?"

The worries were short-lived.

Before I knew it, I had turned on the map function and was checking the location.

You can't miss this opportunity.

After all, this is a dream. After waking up from a dream, it will only be a moment.

You'll be fine as long as you don't forget that you have to escape someday.

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The location where the junior was asked to come out was the junior's living room.

It seemed like they didn't even consider the idea that I would actually report it.

I wondered how I could go to college with a head like this. Or, it could be that they intentionally made it feel uncomfortable because it was a setting that had to be pointed out anyway.

And although it was definitely a bad move in general, at least it was the right answer for me.

If you were in this situation in real life... They probably pretended not to know.

I think it would have been accepted as long as it didn't cross the line.

However, none of the most realistic people in real life recognized my wishes.

That's why I do this even in games.

– Tiriring

When I grabbed the doorknob of my room, the door opened right away, probably because it had already registered that I would come.

I entered the living room, which showed signs of being roughly cleaned with unfamiliar skills.

"You're here, Soira-senpai."

My junior, who was sitting on the bed that took up a lot of space in his not-so-spacious room, looked at me and said.

It looks like he wants to look dignified, but there were traces of trash being hurriedly removed from various parts of his room, so it actually felt cute.

At this level, you can enjoy it for a long time without worrying about crossing the line.

I deliberately acted like I was angry. Because it will feel natural that way.

"You! Do you know this is a crime? Delete it right away. "I won't report it now."

He called me out, but when he put me in front of him, his wandering eyes, not knowing what to say, calmed down and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

I guess my lines matched the situation I imagined in my head.

"But the old man came here. Right?"

"..."

"I was surprised too. "Because I didn't know that her senior would pervert her by uploading sexy photos of herself or posting them on her social media."

"... "What do you want to say?"

"No, whatever. I want to help her senior a little... Something like that."

My junior said that and got up from the bed and came towards me.

I, who was just about the average height for a woman, naturally looked up at her junior.

My junior grabbed both of my shoulders.

I reflexively twisted my body slightly, but I was already caught and couldn't escape.

... I acted to make it look like that.

Because 'Soira's' body has the specs to easily defeat an otaku man who doesn't exercise even without using magical power.

In order to appear as a weak woman, it was necessary to add a little acting.

When I couldn't escape, my junior laughed again.

"I think even seniors can enjoy it more than vaguely taking pictures. How do you feel?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I am... "

As I was about to respond, a courtesy photo was presented to me.

I paused for a moment and spoke.

"... That's not me. "What are we going to do with a photo whose name we don't know who it is?"

"Ah. Okay? "I just wanted to show you."

"..."

My junior lowered her hand from my shoulder, but I just glared at her junior and didn't move.

The corner of the junior's mouth twitched again, as if he liked that reaction.

It's easy to understand this guy's reaction. You won't have any trouble adjusting it.

The junior lowered his hand and placed his hand on my thigh.

I brushed my thighs with my fingertips as if feeling the texture of his skin, and then I covered my thighs with my palms and started rubbing them.

I felt the warmth on my slightly cold thighs after wearing the skirt, but it didn't feel that good.

In other ways, it felt good.

Still, when I didn't make any movement, my junior's touch became more and more explicit.

Both hands, which had been moving back little by little, were suddenly massaging the buttocks.

"Eww... "

The voice seems to be suppressing disgust.

The junior, who had been massaging his buttocks for a long time until it felt numb, got down on his knees and buried his face inside the skirt.

In the current situation, A looked desperate, as if he had even forgotten that he was himself.

"Hey, hey!"

I urgently pulled down my skirt. When I pressed the skirt over the head of a junior who was already sticking his head into the skirt, the junior's head ended up being stuck between the thighs.

It was as planned.

"Whoa... Phew... "

Is it peaceful there? I don't know because I've never been in.

My junior's breathing became heavy at the thought of being under the skirt of a woman he had probably seen for the first time in his life, with her head buried there, and his cheek pressed against her thigh.

The feeling of rough breath tickling my thighs wasn't too bad.

I moved her thighs around and rubbed them as if she was intentionally embarrassed, and it was a little funny to see her trying to die because she loved it.

As more time passed, the junior's breathing, which had calmed down a bit as if he had gotten used to it, suddenly started to become rough again.

"... It's wet. "I'm wet!"

It was a small voice, but it was clearly heard in Soira's ears.

Ahaha. I feel bad.

Well, maybe I noticed some water stains on her slightly wet panties while I was touching her buttocks.

The junior finally reached out her hand and started fiddling with the water stains on her panties.

The thin panties, which are soft and comfortable to wear but offer no protection at all, transmitted the movement of fingers touching the top of the panties to the inside.

"... Sigh."

As I massaged her buttocks for a long time and finally felt stimulation on her heated body, I felt more sensitive than usual.

Even stimulation that would normally cause her to snort causes her to flinch and react.

Seeing what this meant, the junior moved his fingers even more proudly.

The technique was poor, but it didn't mean I couldn't feel pleasure when I added spice to the situation of being threatened under the pretext of a photo.

"Huh... Tsk... Ugh... "

"Here? It's here. This is... "

... I wish you would just shut up because it's interfering with what I'm feeling.

I was more concerned about the fact that I was muttering in a low voice so that no one could hear.

Fortunately, thanks to the "Honest Body" Ability, my body didn't cool down just because the atmosphere was a bit broken.

To be honest, my body was accumulating pleasure little by little due to my taste for being excited by this situation.

Before I knew it, the hands that were holding down the skirt had lost strength.

His junior, who continued to move his finger, raised his finger and stabbed it into his groin.

What on earth was I thinking? The finger I pierced without even pulling down my panties did not slip into the vaginal opening, but was blocked by the panties and couldn't even find the hole.

However, it was enough to provide a sudden stimulus to me, who was accustomed to tickling levels of stimulation.

"Uuuuu... !"

I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle my moans as much as possible and reached climax.

The junior seemed to have noticed something when she saw her thighs suddenly becoming stiff and trembling, and she slipped out of her skirt and looked at me with a blank expression.

How am I reflected in those eyes?

At least, you wouldn't have been able to see that the mouth covered with your hand was smiling.