The Coercion of Scum

"Because the traditional women in our country are all deep boudoirs, they usually wear breast wraps."

"Breast-wrapped cloth? Is this, such a shameful dress?"

Jasmine shuddered, then subconsciously hugged her chest. It really makes people worry about what she is wearing now, the style of underwear that contrasts with the thick and thick breast wrap... Oh, I don't dare to think about it, maybe it's not wearing it.

Thinking with some worry, I continued to stimulate Jasmine with my naive and pure worldview:

"By the way, girls have to wear boxers. It would be better if they wear trousers that do not reflect the curve of the legs, and a thick hoodie for the upper body."

"What? How is this?"

Miss Succubus's face became redder from shame. She rubbed her legs restlessly, staring at me with pitiful eyes that were about to cry, and stammered in her mouth:

"But, in this way, in this case, won't everything leak out? It will be boring, right?"

"Well, but isn't this very conservative and harmonious?"

"Master, you have such a heavy taste...uhhhhhhh..."

The corner of Jasmine's eyes burst into tears when I was so frightened, she wiped the corners of her eyes sobbingly and made a voice that was ashamed to cry without tears.

Ah, this is the unrestrained succubus. It seems to be unexpectedly lacking in resistance to conservative dressing, just imagine the magical species that is about to die in shame.

But I think it’s okay to understand her. After all, the succubus in any work is very exposed, and this species is also described as a lustful demon in various materials. Through my observations during this period of time, it seems that this is indeed correct, and Jasmine was unexpectedly let go of me.

But watching Miss Succubus pumping up was really funny, I couldn't help but chuckle.

After playing and playing enough, I want to communicate with Jasmine about business matters.

So I took advantage of Jasmine's carelessness and sat next to her.

"Jasmine."

"Well, master—"

When she secretly looked sideways at me, I naturally grabbed her by the tail.

Jasmine's eyes widened before she even finished speaking to me.

And the pink that symbolized the blindness of consciousness also faded from the pupils. Within half a second, Jasmine's original expression of dependence on me was replaced by deep disgust and panic.

Blinking her dark red pupils, she almost screamed.

"What did you do to me!!!"

Fortunately, I immediately covered her mouth so that Jasmine could only make a low whimper, otherwise it wouldn't be good if I quarreled in such a place to attract attention.

"woo woo woo woo!!"

Unexpectedly, she didn't use much effort to struggle, and Jasmine just stared at me with angry eyes.

I can only patiently try to communicate with an angry girlfriend.

"Don't make a lot of noise, you have always remembered it, right?"

"Woo!"

She blinked, probably agreed not to argue with me.

As soon as I let go of my hand, Jasmine scolded me angrily.

"You scumbag, you actually take advantage of me again!"

"Don't you say that, are we lovers? These are just games between lovers."

"you……"

She bit her lip, and squinted at me bitterly, and turned her head away angrily because she was speechless.

Jasmine is angry again, so the girl's mind is really changing rapidly.

I was so emotional, and then poked Jasmine in the forehead.

"Jasmine, the lunch break is very precious. Instead of entangled in something that you and I cannot change, you might as well think of a way with me for the next exam."

"I can't change what you mean? You just tarnish my body time and time again!"

Sure enough, Jasmine, who had a conservative personality, was brooding about her voluntary dedication. Although we did the same thing before, if she recalled her proactive memory, she would still feel that her self-esteem was destroyed.

"It's not me, it was you who took the initiative to ask for that necklace, and then was parasitized, and then sent X. I was just helping you all the time, and then you were demanding strongly, Miss Jasmine~"

"Ah, you...I...Woo..."

Her face reddened violently, and her beautiful feet in her leather shoes were kicking on the ground uneasyly. After a period of psychological struggle, she sniffed and wiped her nose as if she was holding back a cry. Corner of the eye.

In the end, Jasmine just retorted me with a weak voice.

"Then, then you also know that I am abnormal, so you can refuse."

"I don't want to refuse your kindness."

"..."

Jasmine didn't say anything, just wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with some helplessness.

I always feel that she is a little sad, probably because of the trance that has made her physically and mentally exhausted. Seeing Jasmine like this, I couldn't bear it. After all, my goal was to feel comfortable for myself, not to torture her.

So while hiding my compassion for her, I smiled and put my hand on my chin to talk to her.

"Oh, don't be sad, Jasmine. Anyway, what we did is the same as before. Even the fake couples are becoming more and more alike. You see, you used to act so jerky and talk like reading a text. ..."

"Don't talk nonsense, so why did you wake me up?"

When I was talking, Jasmine seemed to be impatient, she turned her head and asked me coldly.

I always felt that the coldness and stubbornness of the real Jasmine could not be imitated by the succubus anyway.

Therefore, I was sluggish for a few seconds.

Fortunately, I immediately recovered.

"I said, it's about the urgent matter of studying. Did you also participate in the morning meeting? Did you hear that crazy speech from Bletilla striata?"

"That, I know, what's the matter?"

Because I successfully broke the topic, Jasmine's shame about becoming my succubus was temporarily transferred away. She nodded and agreed with me softly.

"So, do you think you will be forced to go to that summer camp? That's a brutal and inhuman summer tuition!"