"Is this because of DOATEC's experiments?!"
Kasumi didn't know what was happening. Her voluptuous body rolled back and forth across the floor. Her full breasts were pressed against the ground as she writhed.
Fortunately, this hideout was a place where nothing could happen to her, allowing her to roll around freely in an attempt to calm herself.
At the same time...
Kasumi Shiranui also sensed Kasumi's presence.
Not just Kasumi's. To be precise, she could sense the presence of all of Kasumi's clones.
She could sense their bodies, communicate with their vague wills, and even control their bodies to a certain extent.
Among all the "Kasumis," however, only the original Kasumi was different.
With her, Kasumi Shiranui could only let Kasumi experience what she herself was experiencing and thinking. She couldn't do anything beyond that.
But at this moment, what mattered most to Kasumi Shiranui wasn't that, but rather...
"Are you ready?"
Ryuji gently stroked Kasumi Shiranui's hips.
When such a beautiful woman raised her hips invitingly before him and had already climaxed in front of him just from anticipation, any man would know what to do.
He reached out, gently brushing his fingertips against her slightly swollen pussy beneath the soaked fabric, now slick with her love juices. The cloth covered in stick love juices had become incredibly smooth, offering its own strangely captivating sensation.
"Yes... yes!"
Kasumi Shiranui answered.
At the same time, the original Kasumi, who was sensing everything through their mysterious connection, felt in horror that a man whom that other "herself" (or her clone) adored was touching her other self/clone's pussy with his fingers.
And that other self welcomed it completely.
She even wanted more.
"No... Stop!"
Although she knew nothing about such things, instinct told her what was about to happen next.
Ryuji tried to help Kasumi Shiranui lie flat and do it in the conventional way, intending to make her first time more comfortable.
But Kasumi Shiranui refused.
The moment she thought about how her "original self" would be able to feel everything she felt, countless emotions welled up inside her.
The original Kasumi is recognized as the real person, but I'm not; the original Kasumi has a future, but I do not.
She had done nothing wrong, but if she hadn't met Ryuji...
She would have died.
Why?!
Why can the original Kasumi live as a real person, while the rest of us clones are destined to die?
A strange resentment began to grow within Kasumi Shiranui's heart.
After all, she wasn't the same person as the original Kasumi. And because of that, the flames of jealousy quietly took root inside her.
Besides...
She didn't know just how embarrassed she would become if she looked into Ryuji's face, or whether she would still have the courage to continue asking for this.
So, she chose to have him take her from behind.
"I... I want to be your bitch... so please, just fuck me."
Ryuji didn't say anything.
He merely gave her ass cheeks a gentle pat, sending a ripple through her body, then quickly pulled out his cock before positioning himself behind her. With careful movements, he eased aside her already soaked panties using his cock and then gently rested the tip of his cock against her tender vulva, slowly rubbing back and forth.
Kasumi Shiranui shivered at the touch.
An indescribable sensation spread through her body, but stronger still was the overwhelming longing within her.
The intensity of that feeling made her instinctively want to draw him inside whenever he brushed his cock against her pussy, desperate to fill the aching emptiness she felt.
But Ryuji didn't.
He simply continued teasing her at an unhurried pace, making the anticipation inside her grow stronger and stronger.
Unable to bear it any longer, Kasumi Shiranui began to turn her head, wanting to see what Ryuji was doing.
At that moment, Ryuji gently held her chin and kissed her. Kasumi Shiranui's eyes widened as she melted into the kiss.
And at the same time, he finally moved forward and his cock plunged into her pussy, bringing their bodies together as one.
The tearing pain instantly swept through Kasumi Shiranui's body, but her transformed mind reached an unimaginable climax.
I belong to Ryuji-sama now! I'm no longer someone who doesn't exist! I finally have a different life now!
That overwhelming sense of satisfaction made Kasumi Shiranui devote herself completely to kissing Ryuji, eagerly seeking every bit of him as her hips began to sway of their own accord.
She had watched it many times before.
Every time she saw Mai in this position, the way her breasts swayed, the way Ryuji's thrusts made her ass tremble and bounce, she couldn't help longing for it herself.
That was why she had wanted her first time to be like this.
Ryuji could feel the softness and fullness of her ass. As he slowly began to move, it felt as though he were walking through warm water. Kasumi Shiranui's body seemed almost cloudlike, layer upon layer of supple softness surrounding him, giving the impression of being enveloped from every direction.
Pah!* Pah!* Pah!*
"Ahnn... Ah.... Ohhhn!!!!'
Her body also adapted with astonishing speed.
After all, she had originally been created as a clone meant for combat. Pain alone was never enough to significantly impair her performance.
Before long, Kasumi Shiranui began responding to the pleasure as well, instinctively beginning to match Ryuji's thrusts, swaying her hips to meet his movements.
Pah!* Pah!* Pah!*
"Ahhh! Ryuji-sama!"
"Mmnn... Yessss!... Fuckkk... meee... harderrrr!!!!"
Meanwhile...
Far away in Germany, inside Kasumi's hideout—
"Ahhh...!"
Kasumi clutched at her lower body, desperately trying to reject everything she was feeling.
But she couldn't.
The overwhelming sensations left her unable to control her own body. She could only watch helplessly as her body react in ways she didn't understand.
Worst of all...
She could no longer control the reactions of her lower body.
And whenever that man named Ryuji touched the other(clone) 'her,' her own chest responded as well.
Especially whenever he pinched the other 'her' most sensitive clit.
Kasumi's eyes widened, her mouth hung open soundlessly, she could no longer speak.
The next moment, a large gush of fluids squirted out of her pussy, followed by streams of clear clear fluid continuously spraying out of her pussy, as the sensations overwhelmed her completely.
The crushing embarrassment made Kasumi want to bury her face in her hands.
She had no idea what was happening.
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