When I rushed out, I covered my face, and it probably wasn't recognized by many people.
Ayako sat on the tatami in frustration, wiped her tears, and comforted herself
I forgot to pick up the underwear I bought. She took off her wet pantyhose and threw it into the trash can. She sat on the ground, her naked butt felt the rough touch of the tatami through her skirt.
She was too lazy to change her posture. There was nothing worth caring about such a trivial matter.
Can't move or resist. It's obviously her familiar apartment, but it makes her so scared that she dare not close her eyes.
What she once thought was a solid and reliable home now seems a bit ridiculous
Her life has become a mess, but she doesn't even know whether the intruder is a human, a ghost, a monster, or a god or a god.
She only knew that her cocoon had been torn apart, and her fragile body, which had not yet grown wings, was being randomly fiddled with.
After sitting in a daze for nearly an hour, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. She still felt like she was molested by a man. She rubbed her skin until her skin turned red, and there was no sign of improvement.
She covered her hot towel on her face and thought desperately that after experiencing this blow, half a meter distance could no longer make her feel safe. The invisible isolation area in her heart quickly expanded due to fear.
Maybe I am not suitable for this city at all, or I am not suitable for this society at all. She sniffed, wrapped her bath towel, walked to the window step by step, and looked down.
Outside the isolation net, everything is still the same as usual, with dense heads moving in different directions in chaos, and the small distance between people makes her feel suffocated
She shrank her neck, curled up into the bedding that had not been cleaned up, and closed her eyes in confusion
The body was not tired, but Ayako still slept for more than three hours. When she woke up, her stomach was already protesting against her for hunger.
Today she didn't want to go downstairs at all, so the things in the refrigerator became the best choice
She spends her whole day in the apartment every holiday, and there are definitely no shortage of spare ingredients and beer.
Standing in front of the refrigerator, she was worried, what should she do if everything inside disappeared?
Go down to buy something and buy a few pairs of underwear to come up?
Although I am very resistant in my heart, I think about it carefully, it is actually not unacceptable. I have already lost such a face, so what else can be worse?
Thinking of the unbearable memories of being stared at the lower body by so many men in the elevator, she trembled all over, held her breath and opened the refrigerator... Then, she breathed a long breath
Fortunately, everything should be there was. She thankfully patted her chest, took out two cans of beer, took out a pack of instant noodles and two packs of snacks.
These things are enough to dispel her not-so-huge stomach
It was almost noon, and there was nothing on the TV that could attract her interest, but even the sound of the newscaster's tablet made her feel a little relieved.
She put snacks in her mouth mechanically, thinking about what to do next
In any case, I always have to buy underwear. It is impossible to keep asking for it. She can barely accept that she doesn't wear underwear and goes downstairs again, but she doesn't want to be empty. She travels around in a city where people are everywhere for a day.
This time I went down to buy underwear, she would never wear skirts and stockings anymore. She thought about it for a while, maybe it would be a good idea to use sanitary napkins and jeans.
If the company that wasn't working was too small, there was no locker room to change uniforms, she would have wanted to wear jeans to work every day
Well... After her thighs became fat, she put away her jeans. It was the time to let them see the light of day again. She took a look at the instant noodles that would take a while and got up and opened the closet.
That's great, the jeans did not disappear with the old underwear. Ayako was moved and turned out all the trousers of all styles in one breath. Two pairs of trousers, one pair of bodybuilding pants, one pair of sweatpants, and three pairs of jeans were placed side by side by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece.
After work, these pants have not been worn for a long time. She stroked her pants legs with some nostalgia, and finally became less nervous.
If you wear this, buy underwear, at least you don’t have to worry about the risk of walking on the stairs and storms.
OK, she clenched her fist and decided to make everything first, rest after dinner, and wait for everyone's lunch break, so she rushed downstairs when the crowd was at least.
Go to the bathroom to get it back, and the instant noodles are almost ready to eat. She grabbed her wet hair and finally made her steps a little relaxed.
Then, she stood in front of the small cabinet in the bathroom, staring foolishly inside.
When I came back and started eating, the instant noodles had already grown like a bowl of steamed buns.
Because there should be spare sanitary napkins, there are only two things now.
A pink vibrator, a black dildo with exquisite workmanship, even a bulging blood vessel-shaped view can be seen.
Ayako's first thought was to throw both things away through the window, and it would be better to fall into the back alley.
But after she didn't stuffed the instant noodles box into the garbage bag, she sat cross-legged on the tatami and quietly looked at the two sex toys in front of her.
For some reason, she felt that even if she threw these two things away, next time she opened a place, something similar would be placed in front of her.
What the mysterious force wanted to open was obviously not just the thick and strong anti-theft iron door of her house
It's a barrier that she cherishes more and is more heavy
Ayako shook unconsciously, grabbed the two things and stuffed them into the closet
However, compared to other sudden things, these two are not that annoying
Ayako, who always pleases herself with her fingers, once thought about buying such props, but every time she hesitated, the impulse was washed away a lot. After several times, she was left with a vague idea in her heart.
If you wash it, there should be no problem? In front of the closet door, she glanced at the vibrator for an extra glance, and instinctively imagined the wonderful taste of the buzzing toy gently sticking to the honey core.
She shook her head quickly. She had more important things to do than this.
Buy underwear
When she couldn't find the sanitary napkin, she had to use a soft facial tissue instead.
After carefully placing the crotch layer by layer, she tried to put on the loosest pair of jeans and walked back and forth between the house twice. Although it was still a little bit rough, it could be basically ignored and had no effect on her body.
She took a breath, grabbed her handbag, put on her slippers, confirmed that she had brought enough money this time and ran downstairs quickly.
Ayako sat on the tatami in frustration, wiped her tears, and comforted herself
I forgot to pick up the underwear I bought. She took off her wet pantyhose and threw it into the trash can. She sat on the ground, her naked butt felt the rough touch of the tatami through her skirt.
She was too lazy to change her posture. There was nothing worth caring about such a trivial matter.
Can't move or resist. It's obviously her familiar apartment, but it makes her so scared that she dare not close her eyes.
What she once thought was a solid and reliable home now seems a bit ridiculous
Her life has become a mess, but she doesn't even know whether the intruder is a human, a ghost, a monster, or a god or a god.
She only knew that her cocoon had been torn apart, and her fragile body, which had not yet grown wings, was being randomly fiddled with.
After sitting in a daze for nearly an hour, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. She still felt like she was molested by a man. She rubbed her skin until her skin turned red, and there was no sign of improvement.
She covered her hot towel on her face and thought desperately that after experiencing this blow, half a meter distance could no longer make her feel safe. The invisible isolation area in her heart quickly expanded due to fear.
Maybe I am not suitable for this city at all, or I am not suitable for this society at all. She sniffed, wrapped her bath towel, walked to the window step by step, and looked down.
Outside the isolation net, everything is still the same as usual, with dense heads moving in different directions in chaos, and the small distance between people makes her feel suffocated
She shrank her neck, curled up into the bedding that had not been cleaned up, and closed her eyes in confusion
The body was not tired, but Ayako still slept for more than three hours. When she woke up, her stomach was already protesting against her for hunger.
Today she didn't want to go downstairs at all, so the things in the refrigerator became the best choice
She spends her whole day in the apartment every holiday, and there are definitely no shortage of spare ingredients and beer.
Standing in front of the refrigerator, she was worried, what should she do if everything inside disappeared?
Go down to buy something and buy a few pairs of underwear to come up?
Although I am very resistant in my heart, I think about it carefully, it is actually not unacceptable. I have already lost such a face, so what else can be worse?
Thinking of the unbearable memories of being stared at the lower body by so many men in the elevator, she trembled all over, held her breath and opened the refrigerator... Then, she breathed a long breath
Fortunately, everything should be there was. She thankfully patted her chest, took out two cans of beer, took out a pack of instant noodles and two packs of snacks.
These things are enough to dispel her not-so-huge stomach
It was almost noon, and there was nothing on the TV that could attract her interest, but even the sound of the newscaster's tablet made her feel a little relieved.
She put snacks in her mouth mechanically, thinking about what to do next
In any case, I always have to buy underwear. It is impossible to keep asking for it. She can barely accept that she doesn't wear underwear and goes downstairs again, but she doesn't want to be empty. She travels around in a city where people are everywhere for a day.
This time I went down to buy underwear, she would never wear skirts and stockings anymore. She thought about it for a while, maybe it would be a good idea to use sanitary napkins and jeans.
If the company that wasn't working was too small, there was no locker room to change uniforms, she would have wanted to wear jeans to work every day
Well... After her thighs became fat, she put away her jeans. It was the time to let them see the light of day again. She took a look at the instant noodles that would take a while and got up and opened the closet.
That's great, the jeans did not disappear with the old underwear. Ayako was moved and turned out all the trousers of all styles in one breath. Two pairs of trousers, one pair of bodybuilding pants, one pair of sweatpants, and three pairs of jeans were placed side by side by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece.
After work, these pants have not been worn for a long time. She stroked her pants legs with some nostalgia, and finally became less nervous.
If you wear this, buy underwear, at least you don’t have to worry about the risk of walking on the stairs and storms.
OK, she clenched her fist and decided to make everything first, rest after dinner, and wait for everyone's lunch break, so she rushed downstairs when the crowd was at least.
Go to the bathroom to get it back, and the instant noodles are almost ready to eat. She grabbed her wet hair and finally made her steps a little relaxed.
Then, she stood in front of the small cabinet in the bathroom, staring foolishly inside.
When I came back and started eating, the instant noodles had already grown like a bowl of steamed buns.
Because there should be spare sanitary napkins, there are only two things now.
A pink vibrator, a black dildo with exquisite workmanship, even a bulging blood vessel-shaped view can be seen.
Ayako's first thought was to throw both things away through the window, and it would be better to fall into the back alley.
But after she didn't stuffed the instant noodles box into the garbage bag, she sat cross-legged on the tatami and quietly looked at the two sex toys in front of her.
For some reason, she felt that even if she threw these two things away, next time she opened a place, something similar would be placed in front of her.
What the mysterious force wanted to open was obviously not just the thick and strong anti-theft iron door of her house
It's a barrier that she cherishes more and is more heavy
Ayako shook unconsciously, grabbed the two things and stuffed them into the closet
However, compared to other sudden things, these two are not that annoying
Ayako, who always pleases herself with her fingers, once thought about buying such props, but every time she hesitated, the impulse was washed away a lot. After several times, she was left with a vague idea in her heart.
If you wash it, there should be no problem? In front of the closet door, she glanced at the vibrator for an extra glance, and instinctively imagined the wonderful taste of the buzzing toy gently sticking to the honey core.
She shook her head quickly. She had more important things to do than this.
Buy underwear
When she couldn't find the sanitary napkin, she had to use a soft facial tissue instead.
After carefully placing the crotch layer by layer, she tried to put on the loosest pair of jeans and walked back and forth between the house twice. Although it was still a little bit rough, it could be basically ignored and had no effect on her body.
She took a breath, grabbed her handbag, put on her slippers, confirmed that she had brought enough money this time and ran downstairs quickly.
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