Chapter 50
“…Aren’t you going to read, Bianca?”
Carlisle was smiling.
At the subdued voice, her body trembled for no reason.
“Uh, mm-hm…”
Somehow, she felt a chill, though she had no idea why.
But why was it so hard to refuse whenever Carlisle acted like that?
Even with questions arising in her mind, Vita did try.
More than anything, she didn’t want to lose the competition.
Smack-
“Hngh…!”
After that, Vita got smacked on the butt three or four more times. It wasn’t hard at all, barely even a tap. Even so, why was her body trembling?
Honestly, even she could vaguely tell.
That Vita herself was getting aroused by this situation.
‘Why on earth?!’
She was only getting spanked! And it wasn’t even hard, just somewhat lightly.
More precisely, Vita might have been aroused by Carlisle’s attitude.
Smack-
“Hyaaht-!”
“Aren’t you reading properly, Bianca?”
Since the person who was always gentle was acting the exact opposite. When he became forceful, as though giving orders, Vita felt, well…
It was a feeling she truly couldn’t resist, for no reason she could name.
Of course, Vita knew.
That this wasn’t Carlisle Schultz’s true self, and that the way he usually acted was much more genuine.
At the same time, knowing that made it feel strange. She really didn’t know why. Her body simply reacted.
“You should keep reading, Bianca?”
Even with a gentle expression, his tone was coercive. Red marks appeared on Vita’s small buttocks.
Her buttocks had always been delicate and snow-white.
“Uh, m-mm!”
But Carlisle had hold of those buttocks, and Vita read the workbook haltingly, her face flushed bright red.
“The reform of the tax system was…”
It was carried out by unifying the thirty-seven currencies into gold coins called Truions.
Even though she could plainly see the words, she simply couldn’t read them.
“Haaht, hey…!”
Vita was terribly flustered. Her body naturally shuddered.
Because Carlisle had started gripping her waist with both hands and rocking her.
Her supple feminine waist moved back and forth and side to side, somewhat helplessly under a man’s grip.
“Ahhng, uh, ah, wait…”
“You’re doing well, Bianca.”
“Ahh… hey!”
Vita had just realized one simple truth.
That she had an incredibly lewd body, one that felt intensely no matter the position.
“You’re so lewd. Extremely.”
“Ah, stop… don’t say things like th— ngh, hngh…”
Now that she was the one on top, she felt pointlessly embarrassed and self-conscious.
That very emotion instead amplified her pleasure even more, making it hard for Vita to suppress the moans escaping her.
Besides, Carlisle occasionally lifted his head a little and bit her breasts, leaving her helpless.
“Mm, ahh… why do you keep biting my breasts…!”
“Because you keep bending over. They’re swaying right in front of my eyes.”
“Th-that’s…! Because you keep…!”
Since Carlisle kept moving her waist, her body was forced to lean forward. She couldn’t say it was because it felt so strange and good that she ended up doing so, so Vita’s face burned.
“Besides, they taste good.”
“D-die…!”
Vita’s small fists pounded against his chest, but Carlisle Schultz didn’t stop moving his hips.
So it was only to be expected that Vita would soon climax again. Her swaying waist began to tremble.
“Aah, uh…”
“Pathetic, as expected.”
“N-no, I’m not…”
“You are. Don’t deny it.”
Thump-thump-
From then on, Carlisle increased his pace, and even though Vita had already climaxed twice, she climaxed repeatedly.
“Hah… ahh…”
Her limp feminine body.
Carlisle was barely managing to catch his breath as well. His body was covered in slick sweat and bodily fluids.
The soft curves of her feminine body and the man’s firm lines fit together without a gap. He felt unbearably fond of her.
Carlisle embraced Bianca Shamal, sprawled on top of him.
Then he stroked her hair and started spouting nonsense again.
“You need a little practice with riding on top, though…?”
And then he chuckled.
Limp and exhausted, Vita inexplicably felt annoyed. Her pride was needlessly wounded.
But when Carlisle Schultz gently drew her head down and brought their lips together, her breath was stolen just like that.
“Haa…”
“Hah…”
A deep sigh escaped them. As usual, Carlisle went to get some water, then spoke teasingly.
“That was a little unsatisfying just now. Shall we continue?”
No, again?!
Exhausted, Vita stammered for a moment, but in the end she was pounced on once again.
***
Thud-thud-
The air in the room was hot.
“Aahh…!”
The mouth letting out Vita’s moans was blocked by his lips.
“Mmph… hngh…”
The two of them were fooling around instead of studying what they needed to study.
But they were already completely absorbed in each other.
Vita had already climaxed about four times. For some reason, Carlisle seemed a little more aroused today.
He kept thrusting almost without letting her breathe, leaving Vita unable to think straight.
“Ah, wai…”
Whenever she seemed to regain her senses, he immediately kissed her, and whenever their lips briefly parted, he would take one of her breasts into his mouth.
Her delicate shoulders and nape, her adorable belly button, even her intimate area.
There wasn’t a place Carlisle’s lips and saliva hadn’t touched.
“You’re so lewd. Too lewd.”
At Carlisle’s words, Vita tried her best to think.
No, that wasn’t true.
She wasn’t lewd. It was just that she couldn’t do anything about it right now.
Her hips rose of their own accord, and her heart wouldn’t obey.
She couldn’t escape because she was pressed against his large body.
Slide-
He slowly entered her again.
“S-stop…!”
Held tightly in his arms, she could barely breathe.
Vita panted and pleaded with Carlisle, but he didn’t seem inclined to listen; his movements remained leisurely.
He slowly pushed inside. She could feel the foreign sensation within her.
Her lower abdomen tingled little by little, and she felt herself becoming strange.
“Ngh… hah…”
The words she had been about to say scattered in her mouth, and another deep kiss disarmed her mind.
When she came to her senses again, she was already lying facedown.
Then she felt the heavy weight of his body on top of her again and let out a moan.
“Hngh—! What…”
When had this happened?
Vita’s slender thighs were pressed together. Her small hands desperately clutched the pillow, and there was no helping the way both hands trembled.
Carlisle, mounted on top of her, pressed down with his weight as he pushed himself inside her.
And all the while, he whispered low in her ear.
“…You’re warm inside. So rich and velvety.”
“W-what am I supposed to do… hngh, ah…!”
Carlisle was sweating hard, too.
Very slowly. And with deliberate weight. He inserted himself into the woman’s body little by little, deeper inside, as though burying his existence within her.
Her pressed-together thighs began to tremble faintly.
“Ahh… hah…”
Her feet kicked lightly at the bed, not knowing what to do.
“Wait… Carlisle…”
This was strange, far too strange!
This was seriously strange!
“Hngh, stop…?!”
Even when she tried to say something aloud, she could no longer speak.
“This is your punishment for provoking me today.”
Saying that, Carlisle stroked her hair. Vita obediently tightened her vaginal walls, too, despite it not being her intention.
It had been in the infirmary.
That was when Carlisle had more or less figured it out.
This position—entering from behind—was especially effective on Bianca Shamal.
When he gripped her small, adorable buttocks tightly with both hands and thrust in with his weight as though crushing her, she became utterly ecstatic.
He had realized it then.
“Hah… Car…”
By now, she could barely even say his name.
Vita desperately shook her head from side to side.
“St-stop…”
It was clearly a request to stop, but Carlisle Schultz knew.
When a woman was truly feeling good, she unconsciously said things like no or please stop.
She didn’t really mean it.
So Carlisle didn’t stop moving at all. Sweating beads, he pushed deeper inside.
***
Press—press—
As though pressing deeply, almost crushing the smaller feminine body beneath him.
“Haa…”
Enough to make a sigh escape her lips.
Her head was spinning to the point of madness. It felt too good; she was nearly losing her mind, and Bianca Shamal could no longer even moan.
Her whole body was only convulsing.
Her waist rose upward, her face covered in a slight flush.
Meanwhile, her cramped insides squeezed him tightly.
‘…I’m going crazy. Bianca.’
Carlisle clenched his teeth and said shamelessly aloud,
“Are you sorry or not?”
Even though he asked her this, he knew she couldn’t answer.
“Kyaa… hngh…”
She could only force out a suppressed moan, and Bianca Shamal was completely unable to think straight.
Carlisle pulled out. Seeing his organ smeared with white cream, he couldn’t help thinking that it might have been dangerous if he hadn’t used a condom.
Honestly, he wanted to pull out. That was only natural for a man.
Carlisle had been plagued by that impulse lately, but he soon shook his head.
‘It isn’t even worth considering.’
Because it simply wasn’t allowed.
Anyway, he felt he was nearly at his limit this time too, so he pushed her harder. He knew Bianca Shamal’s preferences well enough and wanted to satisfy her.
“If you don’t say you’re sorry, I’ll keep doing this.”
He entered her again. Her feminine body trembled.
“Ngh… st…!”
The small hand moved frantically, as though telling him to stop.
Press—press—
Carlisle ignored it and pushed deeper inside.
He came out again.
“Are you sorry, Bianca…?”
“S-sorry…!”
If she didn’t answer quickly, he would ram inside her again.
“Hah… hngh—”
Vita panted, unable to regain her senses. Her legs were pressed together, her buttocks were held tightly, and her hands continued trembling as they gripped the pillow.
Nothing came to mind; her reason had flown so far that her mind went blank.
It was frighteningly strange.
“Hek… ahh.”
Vita, who had been driven to the point of collapse, barely regained her senses.
No, this was bad!
It was becoming far too strange.
She had only one thought: she had to make him stop for now.
“You’re not going to say it?”
“S-sorry…”
Again, one more time.
Just before Carlisle’s organ entered her again, Vita fortunately shouted.
“I-I’m sorry—!”
Her eyes filled with moisture. The fact that the tears had welled up from pleasure made the situation ironic.
“You’re sorry, Bianca?”
“Uh, yes…!”
“You’re sorry, but you’re speaking informally…?”
When her partner acted forcefully, she became even more aroused. For some reason, Vita naturally ended up using honorifics.
“Y-yes. Yess… I’m sorry. I was.”
“Good girl, Bianca.”
And that was the end.
The two of them were facing each other again, and Carlisle moved very slowly from then on.
He stroked her hair and kissed her carefully.
“…You’re beautiful, Bianca.”
He became gentle again.
Then, at some point, their lips met, and this time they both climaxed together.
Like a loving couple on good terms—just as they seemed.
The exhausted pair lay there, feeling each other’s presence.
They were holding each other tightly—more precisely, Carlisle was the one embracing Vita.
So another storm had passed through today.
In the darkness, Carlisle stroked her hair.
“Hey, about earlier—you weren’t upset, were you…?”
His hand gently stroked her hair.
She didn’t have the strength to answer.
But Carlisle’s touch didn’t feel bad. So Vita barely nodded.
As she lay limp from the overwhelming aftereffects and exhaustion, Vita came to a realization.
It felt similar to before, yet definitely a little different. Vita’s body stiffened.
***
That night, Vita couldn’t fall asleep for a long time.
Carlisle Schultz had left. That was a relief, at least.
If he hadn’t, she wouldn’t have been able to sit lost in thought like this.
‘As I thought, this is strange…’
Vita continued silently staring at the night view outside the window.
Lately, she often found herself worrying about her identity like this.
She knew that this situation was strange. But even so, she ended up getting swept along every time.
Was what her mother had said really true—that it wasn’t strange for her mind to become female because her body had become a woman?
Suddenly, Vita felt the truth of those words keenly.
In other words, suddenly—the emotions she had felt earlier.
Her competition with Carlisle.
Honestly, she no longer knew whether to call it a competition, but anyway, the consciousness that had grown hazy during that competition.
And afterward.
She had suddenly grown curious.
Vita had become curious about Carlisle.
When she thought about it, she actually knew very little about him.
What Carlisle liked, or what he disliked. And yet he often figured out even things she hadn’t said.
That was what made her curious.
This was where Vita felt afraid for the first time.
It was ridiculous. This really wasn’t right. Wasn’t it as though she had truly become a woman?
She had even ended up asking Carlisle Schultz about it.
-Um, you…
-Why, Bianca?
-What do you usually like?
-You, of course.
That answer flustered Vita, but she didn’t dislike the feeling.
-Th-then. What do you dislike?!
-What I dislike, me…?
-Yes, what you dislike.
Carlisle pondered, then answered after a long while.
-That is, a secret.
It was completely beyond what she had expected. The statement that followed was just as cryptic.
-You are the exact opposite of the thing I hate most.
Discovering that the reason he liked her stood opposite to what he hated, she found herself curious. Realizing that about herself frightened her for the second time.
In other words, anew.
‘It shouldn’t mean anything. Why am I… this guy…’
And so Vita Shamal began to feel afraid of the situation she was in.
‘What am I…?’
What was she, really? Hadn’t she originally been a man?
And she was going to become a man again in the end, but could she really keep doing this?
This had already happened with him in her room—not once, but twice. She could no longer make excuses, no matter how she tried.
She didn’t understand her own feelings.
Truly, honestly.
‘…It doesn’t feel bad.’
She was talking about Carlisle Schultz.
For reasons she couldn’t understand, she found him hard to resist, and he unsettled her.
But she still thought this was strange.
‘In front of that Carlisle guy…’
Only with that guy did she know what the reactions she displayed meant. She had vaguely known all along, but had kept turning away from the truth. At last, Vita faced it.
Carlisle Schultz was turning her into—
‘That Carlisle guy makes me…’
Into a girl.
She felt as though that kept happening.
Having realized the truth, Vita’s face gradually clouded over.
Was this right? Was this really right?
She bit her lip for no reason.
Since she herself—not anyone else—had accepted the competition, it felt wrong to suddenly push Carlisle away now.
But it somehow felt as though she couldn’t go on like this.
That night, Vita couldn’t sleep for a long time, but fortunately, an important turning point for her arrived the next day.