Hot Spring Inn: Possession by a Beautiful College Student, Yuki - Part 3

How long had it been in the man's arms? Each time the hot liquid that had seeped deep into my womb pulsed with a dull ache, my body sank further into the heavy languor of pleasure. I felt too exhausted to even move a finger, able to do nothing but repeat broken breaths while held in the man's arms.

"Wake up, Yuki. We came all the way to a hot spring, after all. The night is still long."

The man's voice seemed to come from somewhere distant. When I looked up, the man was already dressed in a yukata, looking down at me with a satisfied expression. I was dressed again in a yukata like a child, and I moved my heavy body, letting him lead me by the hand.

As we left the room, the corridor was cool and exuded a somewhat mysterious atmosphere. Unlike the heat-filled space moments before, silence reigned. After walking a few meters, the man stopped.

"Well now. Since we're here, why don't we enjoy this body a little more, Yuki?"

Saying this, the man began to remove my yukata. I had no strength left to resist and let him do as he pleased. The yukata he had just put on slid smoothly off my skin. I was wearing nothing underneath. The cool air touched my exposed chest. Even though my body was still sticky with the man's semen, he didn't hesitate, picking up a white towel.

"It's private, so it's fine. Here."

With practiced movements, the man wrapped the towel around me to cover my chest and crotch, then put his arm around my back and guided me towards another door. With each step along the cool corridor, the night air prickled my exposed skin. Since becoming this female body, my skin sensation felt abnormally sensitive. The boundary between the external air and my skin, something I had never consciously noticed before, was now sharply felt.

Opening the door, we found ourselves on a path leading to an outdoor bath. The stone-paved path was dimly illuminated by indirect lighting, and moist air, laden with steam, brushed against my cheeks.

We passed through the changing room and descended the stairs leading to the bath. Steam rose profusely from the large tub, enveloping the surrounding trees in an ethereal glow.

"This inn's outdoor bath, well, it's technically supposed to be separated by gender."

The man whispered the words into my ear. His voice, along with the steam, caressed my skin.

"But at night, there are few guests, and more importantly, everyone who stays here understands. Honestly, it's practically a mixed-gender bath."

At the man's words, my body involuntarily stiffened. Wrapped only in a towel, and after having sex, here I was, stepping into a place where men might enter at any moment in the dead of night. As a man, I had never experienced such a feeling. The gaze of others, the vulnerability of my own exposed body – a specifically feminine awareness of being seen suddenly washed over me.

The man, unbothered by my confusion, smiled playfully. Then, with a slight tightening of the arm around my waist, he guided me into the hot spring.

"Come on, Yuki. Since we have this chance. Let's savor this body to our heart's content."

Instead of dispelling my anxiety, his words carried a resonance that seemed to invite anticipation of this beautiful body being toyed with by this man once more.

The outdoor bath, spreading beyond the mist, glowed with a mystical indigo light. As my feet touched the edge of the bath while he held me, the slick hot water enveloped my knees. The hot water, a stark contrast to my skin, now sensitized by the cool night air, seemed to seep into my very core, melting me.

"Before we get in, take off that towel."

The man released the arm around my waist and glanced at the towel wrapped around my back. I understood the meaning behind his gaze without delay. My skin prickled all over. His voice, less like a command and more like a plea, compelled my body to obey in a way I couldn't resist.

Slowly, I stepped into the bath, my knees sinking into the water. The steam vaguely obscured my lower body. Under the man's gaze, I untied the towel myself. The white cloth fluttered onto the water's surface.

As the damp towel, exposed to the night air, slipped from my back, my nakedness was revealed beyond the steam. My firm, swollen breasts, not yet submerged, were exposed to the cool night air. A pathetic sigh escaped my lips. But at the same time, I felt every inch of my skin tighten, as if being constricted by fine threads. The center of my chest tightened, and my crotch began to tingle with heat.

For the first time, I objectively gazed at my own figure standing amidst the steam. There stood a perfect beauty, a truly "high-flower" (unattainable beauty) among the women I had seen before. Her ample breasts were large enough to be discernible even through the mist, and the line from her waist to her hips was as smooth as a painting, yet traced a voluptuous curve. Her skin, hazy in the steam, was sensuously white.

"Ah, what a body."

This body was the very definition of an unattainable, cloud-high existence for me, who had lived as a man. To think I could become this body myself. And that I could do "as I pleased" with this body. The thought made my dry throat gulp. There was still infinite pleasure yet to be experienced in this body, spreading out before me.

The man's gaze, from beyond the steam, fixed upon me, slowly, lasciviously licking my nakedness. It was the look of a hunter spotting prey, appraising it. Normally, such a lewd and disgusting gaze should have elicited a visceral aversion.

But my chest didn't feel that way.

Should I really accept the situation I found myself in? For a fleeting moment, my reason tried to sound a warning against the man's utterly base stare. Was it truly alright to continue like this? But that warning was quickly swallowed by the torrent of pleasure.

A woman this much of a "high-flower" would never have spared me a glance when I was my usual self. Even if we'd passed on the street, her gaze would never have turned towards me. More than that, she likely wouldn't have even registered my existence. And yet, now, such a woman was exposing herself so defenselessly before me. Moreover, I was the one dominating this body. This isn't reality. It's a dream. In a dream, anything should be permissible.

Besides, this woman's body was making me so impulsive. This lust-arousing, sweet, and enchanting body is to blame. It's not me. This body, this pleasure, is to blame. Anyone placed in such a situation would surely surrender to this body. It wouldn't just be me. No one could stop it.

After all, the original girl wouldn't remember anything. No one would find out. No one would be inconvenienced. Besides, she was someone I could never have attained. So, there was no reason to miss this opportunity. What was wrong with thoroughly defiling and using up this body? Yes, it wasn't my fault.

The conclusion was reached within my mind. The logic of self-justification completely erased my hesitation.

The man, his gaze not leaving my naked body exposed to the water, conveyed with just his lips, "Hurry up and come. I can't wait." His face, devoid of the composure that had previously dissolved his earthly desires, now held a predatory glint, like a beast that had spotted its prey.

I stepped onto the edge of the bath, and the hot water lapped up my thighs, then my crotch, and finally my abdomen. The sensation, as if shedding the last garment clinging to my body, sent a shiver through my core.

"Yuki. You said you would do anything I asked, right?"

The man, now sitting in front of me in the bath, gestured for me to sit opposite him and traced my submerged knees with his fingertip. The word "anything" carried an implied meaning I understood all too well. If I were Yuki, the person, I would have dismissed such frivolous words with a scoff. But this body harbored a different consciousness. And that consciousness could no longer resist the pleasure experienced through this body.

"…Yes."

The voice that answered me echoed with a melting sweetness, as if this body were desperately yearning for the man's request.

"Then, first, stand up, and raise both your hands by your ears."

At the man's command, I hesitated for a moment. To expose my naked body again, in the bath? With such a beautiful body. The body of a high-flower beauty, far beyond my reach. However, that hesitation was drowned out by an irresistible urge welling up from within my body. I had just agreed to do anything. There was no reason to hesitate now. Moreover, I could feel the man's malevolent gaze stimulating the nerves of my body, fanning the flames of my desire.

I looked up at the man's face. He wore a pleased smirk, as if he could see through my innermost thoughts, and grinned. At his gaze, the last vestiges of my reason crumbled with a loud crackle.

Slowly, I stood up from the bath. My body, hidden by the water, was revealed utterly and shamelessly in the mist. My wet black hair, clinging to my skin, slid down my back, swaying softly around my waist. My skin, flushed from the hot water, shone even more seductively between the veil of night and the mist.

And then.

As instructed, I raised both my hands high beside my ears. My breasts swayed, yielding to gravity. Droplets of water trickled from the tips of my shapely nipples, seeming to be absorbed by my abdomen. It was as if this body felt pleasure in exposing itself entirely to the man's gaze. A sweet ache, a tightening in the pit of my chest, shot through me. Why was such an act, being exposed to another's gaze, so pleasurable? It was a type of pleasure my male self could never have understood.

"Whoa… you can't handle it, Yuki. You really have a great body, you know."

The man's eyes roamed over my entire body. His gaze was no longer merely "lewd"; it was a viscous, predatory stare. The feeling of his gaze defiling every inch of my flesh sent a thrilling shiver through me. While I should have been blushing with shame, my body now trembled with pleasure. The ultimate humiliation and the ultimate ecstasy simultaneously assailed my body.

The man's gaze fell upon my wet crotch. It was a place that had just been ravaged by the man's cock and should have been brimming with his semen. And the part hidden by the towel, the mucous membrane, must have been clearly visible beyond the steam.

The man let out a satisfied sound.

"It's the best. Hey, Yuki. Show me more. In your normal life, I'd never get to see Yuki with such an ecstatic face and dressed like this. It's truly priceless."

The man's words invaded my brain like a drug. The phrase "never get to see in your normal life" shook the depths of my heart. Yes, this body was an illusion, something my original self could never have attained. And yet, at this very moment, I was completely dominating it. And this man, captivated by my vanity and the allure of this woman's body, was utterly infatuated.

"This is a dream. It's just a dream." That cowardly self-justification pierced my heart like a sweet poison. And the man's wicked gaze, and the malice in his words, stirred the dormant desire to be defiled deep within my heart, as if caressing it with meticulous care.

"Alright, try lifting one leg. Yes, just like a ballerina. Perfect."

Following the man's command, I slowly lifted one leg in the bath. My slender ankle stretched out, visible even through the steam. I could feel the flesh of my thigh trembling slightly. With a soft exhale, a sensation of being tightly squeezed from deep within my body ran through me. My chest vicinity ached with a sharp twinge.

"Perfect. Now, this time, make a peace sign. I almost want to capture it on film."

The man, still soaking in the bath, gazed at me unceasingly. His requests were utterly humiliating. But this body now knew only how to move according to the man's will. While holding one leg up, I made a peace sign with my fingers as best as I could. A woman, surrounded by the hot spring's steam, naked and making a peace sign. It was comical. But an overwhelming shame, and a pleasure that seemed to surpass it, dominated my body.

The man issued a series of poses, ordering me through the steam. Raising both arms, twisting my waist, lifting one leg. I followed each command without question. Each time, a sharp, pleasant ache shot through the core of my body. My body, meant to be modest, was being appraised by the man's gaze; I should have felt ashamed, yet instead, I felt all my pores open and my breathing quicken.

"Hoo… it was the best, Yuki."

The man exhaled with satisfaction, then sat on the edge of the bath and looked up at me. I slowly sank into the water myself, sitting in front of him. The hot water enveloped my flushed body, and an indescribable sense of lassitude washed over me.

"You really have a wonderful body. To have such a magnificent female obeying my every command… it's almost unbelievable."

The man's words praised only this body, as if my personality had never existed in the first place. Yet, his words brought a strange sense of conviction to my heart. Yes, this body was truly "magnificent." It was the supreme female body that the man I once was had ceaselessly yearned for. And now, this body was perfectly mine.

"Hey, Yuki."

The man's hand glided along my thigh in the water.

"Tonight is the only night. When morning comes, you will return to your normal life. This body, and our memories, will all disappear."

Indeed, the man was right. Once this dreamlike night passed, it would all be over. I would return to my own dull, woman-unrelated daily life. The thought of that reality made my body, like a starved beast, ache for more, to devour this pleasure to its fullest.

"That's precisely why. Tonight, we should enjoy it to the maximum. You think so too, don't you?"

The man's fingers gently caressed the base of my thigh. That stimulation sent a sharp twinge deep in my crotch, and I felt hot nectar begin to ooze out. Sex… To experience the ultimate pleasure as a woman, this man was necessary. The pleasure I could achieve through masturbation as a man was, compared to the sex I was experiencing in this body, child's play. Matters important to the owner of this body, like chastity or pregnancy, were of no consequence or constraint to me now.

"For you, chastity and pregnancy ultimately don't matter. I get to have sex with the ultimate female. You get to experience the peak pleasure of being a woman. …It's truly a win-win, isn't it?"

The man looked into my eyes as if proposing a deal. His pupils held a gleam of ulterior motive and absolute certainty. My body fully assented to the man's words.

"…Mmm…"

My voice vanished into a sigh, melting into the water. I no longer needed logic or anything else. Only the uncontrollable desire erupting from the depths of my body propelled me forward.

"That's right. There's no reason not to thoroughly enjoy the ultimate female body."

Saying this, the man slowly rose from the bath. His cock, clearly visible even through the steam, was large, hard, and eager for me. The man laid me down on the edge of the bath and slowly leaned over me, about to overlap our bodies.

Every time the man's hot skin touched mine, goosebumps erupted all over my body. I could feel my skin, now sensitive from the hot water, as if it were becoming transparent.

Then, positioning himself between my legs, the man slickly rubbed his hot cock against my fleshy lips.

"Hee…!"

Hot. Hard. Too big. But this stimulation felt unbearably good right now. Faster, I wanted to accept this man's entirety deep into this body.

"Mmm… put it inside… Hee…♡"

The man smiled with satisfaction at my plea. He laid my body on the edge of the bath, then slipped his legs into the water as if moving behind me. The hot water further stimulated my flushed skin.

"Haha, don't be so impatient, Yuki. I'll put it in soon."

The man's hot hand grasped my hips in the water. His fingers slickly probed the depths of my crotch. The tip of his hot cock was slickly pressed against my open fleshy lips.

"Hiau, ah…!"

The sensation from behind, different from before. My whole body jolted at this new position experienced in a female body. The man's thick, hard shaft was slowly but surely widening my entrance. My wet, open hole convulsed inwardly, contracting repeatedly as if to accept it.

Slurp, the man's cock slid into the depths of my body all at once.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

The hot spring water splashed and swayed with my body's movements. The raw sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed from within the water. The impacts from behind made me writhe my body involuntarily in the water. The man's mass was aggressively probing the depths of my womb.

It wasn't painful, but rather an indescribable pleasure, as if being penetrated to the very core. Every time the deepest part of my womb was stimulated as if being gouged, my entire nervous system exploded with pleasure.

"Ku, feels… Hee…! Fu-aaaaan♡"

Beyond my own surprise, a syrupy moan echoed through the steam. As the man moved his hips, my body surged back and forth in the water. I could no longer control my body with reason.

"See, Yuki? Maybe from behind suits your body better, huh? It's so tight, it goes all the way to the back."

The man whispered in my ear, deepening and quickening his hip movements. His hot skin touching my back, our bodies merging as if dissolving in the water. My consciousness faded with this endlessly lewd union.

The sounds of splashing water and clashing flesh echoed intensely. Each time the man's shaft thrusts directly against the entrance of my womb, a sweet cry of "Aan…!" involuntarily escaped my lips.

Ah, this is it. This is female pleasure. A pleasure beyond compare, as if being directly pounded into the deepest part of my womb. A supreme pleasure that my male self could never have experienced, now swirled within this body.

"Haha, you're making such a blissful face. You're getting this aroused in a hot spring, and on top of it all. This body is truly inexhaustible."

The man's words thoroughly appraised my body. Those frivolous, all-seeing, almost insulting remarks, conversely, vibrated through the core of my body, further fueling my pleasure. I no longer felt any aversion to the man desiring only the value of my body.

Only this pleasure, being utterly drained, filled my entire being.

"Ai, auuughn! Feels good! Hee, eeee…!"

Each time the hot spring water rippled, the hot mass behind me relentlessly pushed into the depths of my body. The shock of my womb's entrance being directly gouged made me churn the water and writhe my body. A powerful wave of pleasure, as if every layer of my skin were being peeled away, surged relentlessly.

"How does it feel good, Yuki? Tell me in more detail. How has your body changed?"

The man whispered in my ear, continuing his deep, grinding thrusts without slowing his movements. His questions felt as if he were dissecting my body. But his words only added fuel to my pleasure.

"Ah, ugh…! That spot, deep inside…! Hee…! Hmm, it's completely different from what I knew before…! Ah, ah…"

A sweet voice, bursting forth as if my throat would tear, poured out. It felt as though my entire inner being was dominated by the man's cock. The man's hot skin against my back, and my own flushed flesh, were fused together as if melting in the water.

"I see. Everything is different? Deeper? Are you trying to say it's something completely separate from how it felt when you were a man?"

The man grinned, as if mocking my words. His expression was filled with the pleasure of toying with my mind. But that malice only stoked my excitement further.

"Everything is different…! Hee! I've never felt this before…! It feels good deep, deep inside…! Make it deeper, more intense…!"

It wasn't pain, but an indescribable pleasure, as if being penetrated to the very core. The deepest part of my womb. Every time that spot, which I had never felt before, was stimulated as if being directly gouged, my nerves exploded with pleasure.

"Ku, feels good… hee…! Fu, faaaaann♡"

Beyond my own surprise, a syrupy moan echoed through the steam. As the man moved his hips, my body surged back and forth in the water. I could no longer control my body with reason.

"See, Yuki. Maybe from behind suits your body better, huh? It's incredibly tight, and it goes all the way to the back."

The man whispered in my ear, deepening and quickening his hip movements. The man's hot skin against my back, our bodies fusing as if dissolving in the water. My consciousness faded with this endlessly lewd union.

The sounds of splashing water and flesh meeting echoed intensely. Each time the man's cock thrust directly against the entrance of my womb, a sweet cry of "Aan…!" involuntarily escaped my lips.

Ah, this is it. This is female pleasure. A delight beyond compare, as if being directly pounded into the deepest part of my womb. A supreme pleasure that my male self could never have experienced, now swirled within this body.

"Haha, you're making such a blissful face. Getting this aroused in a hot spring, it's the best. This body is truly inexhaustible."

The man's words thoroughly appraised my body. Those frivolous, all-seeing, almost insulting remarks, conversely, vibrated through the core of my body, further fueling my pleasure. I no longer felt any aversion to the man desiring only the value of my body.

Only this pleasure, being utterly drained, filled my entire being.

"Ai, auuughn! It feels good! Hee, eeee…!"