Inma no Hado chapter 250: Molester

It has been raining since morning. While looking at the overcast clouds, Ema Hayasaka wasn't clear about her melancholy mood. The gait which puts on yellow boots is heavy to express in the heart of this young girl.

(I don't…. I don't want to go…）

She sighs in her heart.

After school is over, she walks to the station with her bag, carrying a red satchel. She feels that the road that she should have been accustomed to has become more and more distant. Since she decided to become an idol when she was in second grade, she went to a dance school that she attended three times a week.

(Eh…, what's this…）

It was a more depressing sight to wait for the picture-hemp that got to the station. It was still early in the evening, but the station yard was full of people who were just overflowing. A lot of people with umbrellas are walking with a face that is just as disgusted as a picture-hemp. There is an announcement of something, but she doesn't know what is said through the twisters.

(Mou…noo…. This, nooo…）

This is the bee on a crying face. Ema distorts her pretty face. Although she didn't know, this time, because there was a personal accident in a private railway, many customers were using this line as alternative.

The train which should be vacant is always crowded in the morning during the commuter rush. She mixes with the crowd of adults and gets on the crowded train. Before the ride, did Ema drop the red satchel from her back and remember to hold it in her hand.

(Mou, I'm going to…）

She is only twelve years old. The beautiful girl has a umbrella, a bag and the satchel in both hands and stands while being pressed by the adults. The summer train is like a steam bath with temperature and humidity, and the discomfort makes her sunken heart even darker.

(Naomi-chan also pa.s.sed, I wonder why I'm not good…）

Looking back to the fact that she get to know yesterday, Ema endures the discomfort.

She was taught by an email from Naomi Utsugi, who was one of her best friends, that she pa.s.sed the audition for a privately held celebrity idol group. The group was once hugely popular, but it was pushed by the CGX and other emerging groups, and it was decided to change the member hastily and to promote rejuvenation.

And, the candidates who were selected from each production had auditioned and Naomi was splendidly enough to be chosen.

Moreover, it is said that the vote from the jury was full points. After this, Risa Ito, who is a member of the CGX (Cute girls Xtream), has decided to debut as an idol.

(I'm the only one who didnt…）

They have been friends who have worked hard at the same dance school so far. That's why she is glad that Naomi pa.s.sed, but on the other hand she has herself unhappy. Regardless of Risa who was brilliant from the beginning, Naomi who should have struggled without being able to break the wall just like herself opened the door to being an idol before herself.

(Ah~…. I won't stop…)

Ema looks downward in the train while being surrounded by adults and pushed. Jealousy, envy and self hate against herself who embraces such negative emotions in friends. These emotions are swirled in her small chest and when they are round it is becoming an unspoiled negative spiral.

(I will give up already…being an idol…)

Recently she always thinks about such things.

When she was still small she longed for being an idol who sings and dances in the TV. Her paintings that were strikingly cute since that time were also told by her friends, and she became interested and supported by her parents so far. Singing and dancing lessons are sometimes painful, but Ema has worked hard towards her dream of becoming an idol. She believes that she has the talent and dreams will come true someday.

However, she met Risa Ito, a genius beautiful girl, about half a year ago when she got confidence.

That girl one age older was a perfect girl even from Ema's eyes. To her beauty that feels even like a model, her perfect body shape with long limbs, although it is a young girl's body. Outstanding motor nerve and rhythm. And Ema felt from the first time she met Risa, an overwhelming aura. It was a convincing existence even if she thought that what she had at the moment she met was different.

Sure enough, Risa has pa.s.sed through that path in a blink of an eye that has reached herself without being able to become an idol in the blink of an eye, and now she is "A beautiful 10 years old girl”, “A real angel who came down to earth” p.r.o.noun and has become a popular top idol enough to attach.

And yesterday's news was decisive. Following Risa, Naomi fulfilled her dream ahead of Ema.

Somewhere in Ema's heart Risa was exceptional and excused her that it wasnt comparable. But in the case of Naomi it is different. Even though she is a beautiful girl, she did not sprout as easily as herself and had been suffering together forever. The idol reserve army is heavily metabolized, many new children come in, but many are leaving. More than half of the other children who entered into production at the same time have already quit. It encouraged Ema and Naomi to work hard.

(But Naomi, she became a good dancer so much…)

Directly Naomi who was supposed to have the same ability of dance suddenly put her strength on this, recently, she has improved her reflex and movement. The more dynamic and aggressive move than before was smooth but dynamic, and when Ema noticed it was at a level competing for 1 or 2 among the schools.

(But…after all, that is…it is because of that kind of thing…)

Naomi's sudden awakening, both students and teachers going to school were surprised. However, Ema knows the secret. It is an unbelievable fact taught by Risa. No, not just listening. She surely confirmed it with her own eyes. Still it cant be thought of as reality. The reason is so shocking content.

(But…even though…. Risa said so, Naomi was with that person…)

Talking to Risa. It means that when someone drinks the s.e.m.e.n of that man or go out into one's body, energy gets caught in the body and the person becomes beautiful more and more. Although it is a story that absolutely can not be believed if it is ordinary, Ema confirms that with her own eyes. In the scene where she peeked in from the closet of a hotel, that two active idols named Nao and Rimi had s.e.x with the man Risa called papa. Considering all of that, it makes sense to adapt.

(Naomi had s.e.x with that guy…. Th…thats why she suddenly became beautiful and the dance got so good…)

Knowledge of s.e.x is sufficient if it is a 12 years old girl like Ema. If examine it online using a PC in your room, you can know the adult ‘s secret without difficulty. Uncensored videos are also full of streets, so you fully understand what exactly s.e.xual acts like b.l.o.w.j.o.bs and s.e.x are. That is why Ema also feels fear and disgust.

(Such a…doing such a thing…Naomi-chan and Rischan are still middle school students…)

They were gladly accepting such an evil and ugly flesh organ, like a p.o.r.n actress in the screen or those idols in the hotel room. A man overlapping with Naomi and Risa, Ema cant imagine it concretely.

(Ev…even…such a big thing…)

The weapon of the huge flesh that aroused from the crotch of a man was grotesque so that it was not comparable with that of her father who she saw in the bathroom and it reminded her of a alien she saw in a movie. If you look at it from Ema's view, are such objects that are only subjects of fear, such that Naomi really is putting it in her mouth or crotch?

(Impossible…. Absolutely not for me…)

Whether such a time may come, it is still a distant future story. Ema is 12 years old and her menarche has not come yet. It's too soon for her mind and body to accept a male s.e.xuality.

(Ah, no way…)

But the s.e.x that began to wake up is also beginning to bud to this young body. While standing in the train and both hands are occupied, feeling that her groin is getting hot, Ema is upset by the changes in her body. From that day on, from the day she saw the idols having s.e.x through the closet, she started masturbation, which is almost a routine to respond to the obsessive delusion though it is such a place.

Ema is being swallowed indefinitely in a suspicious feeling climbing from the foot while enduring the terrible discomfort.

(Ah… I wont arrive quickly…)

The crowded train pa.s.ses past several stations and is halfway to the destination. A picture-leaf that is tough with adults while sweating whole body with moisture and heat. Ema´s mind and body sandwiched between discomfort from outside and inner disgust is depriving of the refres.h.i.+ngness and activity that she has inherently. The sweat flowing from the forehead travels along her chin and the feeling that an insect crawls is dangerous, but she cant even wipe it off because both hands arent free.

(Eh…? Wh, what…? What is it…?)

At that time, she felt an abnormal feeling around her b.u.t.tock, so that she shakes her body momentarily. At first Ema thought something was. .h.i.tting her, but it is not so.

(N, Noo! …Th, this here…possibly…)

It is something which holds the sense of muzzle is moving and Ema gradually became able to understand it something. That something is moving by will, clearly showing movements that are not accidentally born, such as train shaking.

(Molester!!! Noooo…lie…!)

It is clearly a human hand and fingers that move slowly. At first it was occasionally like a wait and see movement, but as soon as it was confirmed that there is no resistance the movement becomes stronger.

(No!! No No!! No…!!)

When her b.u.t.t is touch from the top of the mini skirt, gooseb.u.mps appear all over with a dull feeling. For her first experience, Ema doesnt know what to do, because her mini skirt is a very thin fabric, so she can feel the movement of the invisible man's fingers well.

(Why…who…who is it…? Nooo…noooo!!! …Scary…Scary…)

As adult men surround her like a wall, it stands without being able to move. Ema doesnt know who is touching, but she is scared and cant turn backwards. Of course she cant escape anywhere, fear and despair paint her young heart.

(Noo!! NoNoNoooo!!!!)

At this moment, the bold man started touching not with his fingers but with his entire palm. By the hands of a big man, the hiss of her small b.u.t.t is stroked on all sides. It is guessed that he saw that Ema doesnt resist. That man gradually becomes bold against the trembling Ema.

(Yaaaaa…help…papa…mama…)

For a 12-year old girl, even a 20-year-old businessman is a scary adult. Ema is accustomed to men wearing dark suits, on the train with a cranky expression, but being surrounded like this is just a creepy group.

(Stop…stop it…someone, help me…)

Her favorite pink mini skirt. A big male hand is crawling all over the thin, flat fabric. Fingering with the fingers into thin meat like occasionally checking its elasticity while enjoying the feeling throughout the palm. There is no fragile element anymore, a demon hand of a molester who plays with her b.u.t.t.

“…Hii…Hiiii…”

Ema who trembles with terror and shakes her pale blue face sweats on her whole body while firmly holding her school bag and sports bag with both hands. She cant do anything because she is in panic as such an act was done by a bad person for the first time in her life. She wants to raise her voice, but she cant do it with her embarra.s.sment and fear.

(Noooo!!! Noooo!!!! Stop it!!!)

The desire of a man has no restriction and at last the hand went into the skirt. Today was hot, so Ema doesnt wear spats that she always does. So, under the mini skirt, only cotton panty with narrow blue stripes are worn.

“Stop…Stop it…please stop…”

Desperately appealing with a hoa.r.s.e voice, Ema is surrounded by tall men in the crowded train and n.o.body can hear it as she is facing downwards.

After stroking the b.u.t.tocks as if to check the feel of cotton, the man's hand approaches that part of course. That is the most embarra.s.sing part of a girl. Like a serpent aiming for birds straying from their parents, thick fingers creeps into the crotch of this middle school student.

(Yaaaa!!! Nooooo!!! Nooo!!!!)

When the fingers reaches the secret zone easily because of the thin b.u.t.tock meat, the crotch which has no pubic hair yet is stroked without short-circuiting through the panty. Two fingers are like a living creature and they play with Ema´s v.a.g.i.n.a and come and go back and forth many times over the small rift hidden in between.

“Higuuuu!!”

Ema keeps shrinking at embarra.s.sment and fear and the molester still continues to do what he wants. Even in such a situation, when a finger strokes a sensitive protrusion occasionally, a short voice leaks out while unintentionally making the body vague. The molester probably noticed Ema´s reaction. Fingers are stretching to the front occasionally while reciprocating the bank meat and streak many times.

(Yaaaaa!!! Nooooo!!! Nooooooo!!!! Why!!!)

Her body reacts. The stimulation gradually spreads from the groin to the waist and from the waist to the whole body. Ema is afraid and feels uncomfortable and wants to escape from here as soon as possible, but as the pain that the two fingers create stomps on the feelings of her, the waist is getting numb. Her thin and long legs shudder and Ema desperately tolerates it.

(Yaaaa…NoNo…. Why…)

When the meat responds to the stimulation, honey liquid overflows from the inside. The cotton panty stuck to her crotch along with it gradually becomes damp and heavy. It may have been a defensive reaction to protect the mucosa against foreign bodies rather than reacting to pleasure. Nevertheless the fingers accelerate their nasty movements as Ema gets frustrated by her crotch gradually becoming moist.

Kuchyuri.

“Higuuu!”

Finally the fingers slipped through the sides of the panty and they stepped into the most embarra.s.sing part. A small water sound and Ema´s scream are heard at the same time. Her p.u.s.s.y has hot nectar overflowing from inside as if trampling over her fears and shame and make the thick fingers of the molester become wet.

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