Chapter 2 - Hifumi



 Hifumi could hear the chatter of the congregation coming from the front of the church. She sat in the back once more as the priest went on preaching, trying to think of her strategy for the upcoming match. She never thought the family would ever get into money troubles, so now she needed to win big and fast. I can do it, she told herself. I’m still a great shogi player… 

 It was necessary to repeat that like a mantra. Ever since she discovered that her mother was fixing her matches, she lost all confidence in herself. She was supposed to progress, to make it further and further… But how can I, when I’ve won nothing fairly? To make matters worse, her mother had just come into real trouble from a few bad loans. They needed money, and fast. 

 She was so concentrated on coming up with new strategies to deploy in the tournament that she hadn’t even noticed that the service ended. The church was already empty when the priest came and sat next to her, “Getting ready?”

“Yeah...  I’m hoping I can get first place. That would really help us out financially.”

“You know, I saw an ad a few days ago for a job at a clinic. Maybe that would interest you.” 

 Hifumi’s eyebrows went up with interest even as she moved the pieces across the board. “A clinic? But I don’t know anything about medicine…” 

“You might want to check it out,” the priest told her with a smile. “You can’t always count on winning, you know! You need to take some precautions.” 

 A clinic?... What job could that be? 



//



“So you’re looking to get hired, huh?” asked Tae. 

 Hifumi stood near the door, clutching her purse and avoiding eye contact. This doctor was not only strikingly beautiful, but so fierce that she felt like a little girl again in her presence. And all the surrounding medical instruments were making her feel weird. 

“I was hoping to find something…” 

“Well, that’s fine.” Tae poked the old man on the bed with a needle and slowly pushed down on the syringe. “But the thing is, I’ve been limited on what kind of girls I can hire for this job. You see, we’ve had a few cases of girls signing up and then facing big regrets, even threatening to sue. Truth be told, we’ve gotten a lot of good work done, even have some American investors now, but we’re only hiring people capable of doing a good job. Pay is better than ever, though.” 

 That sounded wonderful to Hifumi. A high-paying job that she could do at her own leisure? What could be better than this? Who could ever have a problem with it? She smiled shyly and toyed with the bagstrap absentmindedly. “So what would I need to do?”

 Tae got up and sighed, then looked her over up and down. “You’re going to have to deal with homeless men.” 

“Homeless men…” Was that it? She didn’t want to sound too eager, but there were plenty of homeless men coming to the church. This wouldn’t exactly be a problem. “I think I can do that.” 

“Hear me out until the end, because you’re just about to run screaming out of this place.” That comment irked her a little. Run out screaming? Why would she? Why do people assume I’m just a coward? wondered Hifumi. “You’re going to have to have sex with them and report the results.”

 That was… unexpected. Hifumi tried to suppress her surprise. “S-Sex?”

“I told you,” spat Tae with disinterest. “So many of you gals coming in here, thinking you can make some easy money. What, you think someone’s going to hand you out money like this for an easy job? Go ask a prostitute how much she makes. You’d be making a hundred times more.” 

 Hifumi considered that. She had never done anything related to sex, but she remembered from her family history that many of her great grandmothers had worked as geishas or in similar type of positions. Not only that, but a lot of the feminist books she read in her spare time were written by ex-sex workers that talked about how bad the common perception of them was. There’s no shame in it, thought Hifumi. It’s just a job… The problem was that she hadn’t done it before. What if I can’t have sex and I humiliate myself?

 Tae was still staring at her, now with her hands impatiently planted on her waist. “Well? What’s it going to be?” 

“I want to do it. But…” 

“But what? No, you won’t be able to use a condom.” 

“N-No, but will you…. Can you teach me how to make sex?” 

 Tae burst out laughing. “How to make sex?” Even the old man on the bed laughed now.

 Please, this is so mean… Hifumi slumped and waited.



//



 The day was a rainy one, but Hifumi got up early with one goal in mind: to get some training and get past her initial insecurities. Tae had been understanding enough, though she refused to sign her up immediately. Instead, she gave her a name and an address, alongside with a promise of 50.000 yen if she should complete the first part of the job in a proper fashion. 

 The place was in a bad part of town, but thankfully the rain was keeping the worst crowds off the streets. Hifumi kept her umbrella open at all times as she walked down the sidewalk, trying to see the plaques of the building through the nonstop rainfall. 

 Eventually, a nice old woman told her where to go, while adding, “No, you shouldn’t go there, it’s really bad! There’s no reason to, young lady, you can find a better spot.” 

 Hifumi had told her that she was a reporter trying to research the homeless situation in Tokyo. It was a good cover story, and it was what she had decided to tell her mother and anyone else that started asking too many questions. 

 Truth be told, she was genuinely interested in the plight of the homeless now. Social issues always animated her to want to learn more, but her mother’s typical dismissiveness towards homeless people always kept her from thinking about it. Ironically, despite being outed as an unintentional cheat, Hifumi had always thought that people should rise on merit alone, and perhaps that those that ended up homeless deserved their fate. Now, after reading about how many homeless men were lawyers and doctors down on their luck, she wondered how others in society could be okay with letting them rot like garbage in the streets.

 As she padded through the rain, she came across a group of homeless men hanging out by a sushi stand. She could tell by their disheveled clothes and hair that they hadn’t been among normal people for a long time, and she wondered if her contact was among them.

“E-Excuse me…” whispered Hifumi with a bow. A skinny man missing a few teeth glanced her way. “Could you tell me where I can find Hasegawa-san?” 

 The skinny hobo kept staring her way. Hifumi was pretty sure he was eyeing her chest… Tae told her before leaving that she should learn to dress in a suggestive way if she wanted to attract the attention of men, especially older, homeless ones. But once she got home and tried to put that advice into practice, she quickly realized that none of her clothes quite fit that mold. No, in the end she had to look for advice on a blog, where they said to just wear a top without any kind of bra. So she did. But given the cool weather her thin shirt was not only showing signs of her hardened nipples, but got damp enough to copy her slender chest, curve for curve, especially those of her gently swaying breasts. 

 Hifumi just brushed back her hair with her free hand and blushed, smiling at the fact that she was being seen as a sex object for the first time. A lot of girls whined about that, but she hadn’t really felt it before this exact moment…

“Hasegawa-san, you said?” the hobo repeated. “Of course I know him! The whole neighborhood knows him. He’s our local hero, if you could call him that. The one that keeps the rest of us safe.” 

 The skinny man started praising him so much that Hifumi was starting to expect Tae sent her to some hobo king, as if she were a traveling princess in a distant land. Her new friend walked her over to some rundown buildings, then pointed to a shadowy alley between them. “There you go, you’ll find Hasegawa-san there!” 

 Hifumi bowed and thanked him. As she approached the alley, the wind picked up speed and threatened to yank her umbrella away, while her hair flapped in the wind. The dark shadows loomed in front of her, and now she suddenly started to feel more like a princess walking into an ogre’s cave than to meet any king.

“Excuse me? Anyone there? Hasegawa-san?” 

 There was no response. She noticed that the darkness came from the tarp that was spread between the buildings, keeping everything dry inside. Deeper inside, she thought she could see a tent, but it was raining too hard to make anything out concretely. 

 Hifumi sighed and waited, running her hand over the goosebumps on her arm. She was about to take off altogether when a voice called out to her. “Hifumi Togo? Is that you?” 

 That was strange. Had Tae spoken to this man, or what? “Y-Yes,” she replied, somewhat warily, taking a step back. She wasn’t about to get herself killed here.

 A huge man came out of the shadows, with a jocular attitude. The first thing she noticed was the gigantic belly that bobbed up and down over his crotch, and the stained shirt that was loose over the top and strained so much over his gut that she could see the pale and hairy skin showing through the openings. His head was completely bald at the top, but shaggy as it came down the sides of his head to connect to one of the bushiest beards she had ever seen on anyone. To top it all, he wore a pair of suspenders, which was just odd…

“I can’t believe a person like you would be here! Are you lost, darling? Do you need me to call you a taxi?” 

“Lost?...” Hifumi wasn’t understanding. Didn’t he know why she was here? If not, how did he know her? “Excuse me, but how do you know my name?”

“Ohhh, well, my daughter told me lots about you.” 

“Your daughter?...”

“Yes, yes, she played with you in several tournaments!” 

 Hifumi was embarrassed not to remember, but she was drawing a blank. Either way, Hasegawa beckoned her to come into his little haven. She lowered her umbrella and followed him, allowing her eyes to adjust to the low light. The big-bellied hobo had a table placed next to his makeshift tent and asked her to sit down. As she got comfortable, she brought her a can of soda and placed it in front of her. There was even a TV around, though it was shot off. For a homeless person, he didn’t seem entirely bad off. 

 Next he got on his knees and went inside his tent. He came out a few moments later with a picture frame and handed it to her. “Here she is, my beauty. Chie.” Hifumi looked at the picture, finally realizing who she was. Furthermore, she noticed that he was in the picture with her, along with a rather beautiful and young-looking woman. Hifumi thought it could only be his wife or a second daughter. But then, why was he here?

“I haven’t seen them in some time,” said Hasegawa, sitting down across from her.

“Why is that?” 

“I mean, they don’t want to see me… Once I lost my job it was all over for me. I always knew that my wife married me for the money and I had no expectations for her to stay. She was only nineteen when I married her, and I was close to fifty. Neither of us had any illusions about what would happen if my company went under. As for Chie… I thought it would be best for her to go with her mother. Seeing me like this is… pathetic.” 

 Hifumi could see the tears coming to his eyes and wondered what to say. To her great shame, she couldn’t think of anything at all. She only waited for him to finish weeping silently and moving his thumb over the picture. This poor guy… How could they leave him like this? It’s not right!

 Hasegawa put the picture aside and took a deep breath. He forced a smile. “So, what brings you here?”

“It’s nothing… Or well…”

“Well, don’t be shy! Tell me.” 

“Do you know Tae Takemi?” 

 He laughed bitterly. “That bad bitch? I sure do. She’s always taken good care of us here despite our limited means. In exchange for that I’ve helped her however I could.” 

“Well…” Hifumi wasn’t sure how to say it. How did you tell someone you were here to sleep with them? “I…” As her eyes came to meet his again, she noticed that he was staring at her breasts.

 Hasegawa snapped his gaze away immediately. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, apologetically. “I shouldn’t be staring, it’s just been so long since I’ve seen a beautiful woman. You sure have… matured beautifully, Hifumi.” 

 Matured beautifully? Hifumi swallowed dryly and blushed. “Thank you…” 

“I’m just an old pervert, you know. Shameless.” 

 Was that why Tae had sent her to him? No, there must’ve been something else. “Maybe that’s why. Tae said you could… Teach me.”

“Teach you?” He looked surprised and confused. “But what? I know nothing about business nowadays, things have changed rapidly.” 

 Hifumi giggled awkwardly. “No Tae said you could teach me about… homeless men. And how to have sex with them.” 

 There was complete silence for a moment. Nothing could be heard apart from the rain, though Hasegawa stared at her now in a way that was completely different. Almost predatory. “She said that? And you want me to?” 

 Hifumi stood up immediately and bowed. “If it w-wouldn’t b-b-be too much of a bother!” she stammered out. 

“A bother?” Hasegawa stood up and came to her, raising his hand to her cheek. It was dark and calloused, with iron-like dark hairs growing all over. He caressed her smooth pale skin and smiled. “It’s no bother at all. I’ll teach you everything you want to know.” 

 Hifumi smiled. “I hope I’m good enough for you, sir.” 

 The old hobo leaned forwards and kissed her cheek, lowering his hands, first to her shoulders, but slowly moving them over to her chest. The soft fingers pushed into her perky tits, the young and soft flesh yielding immediately to her touch. 

 Hifumi trembled. She had never been touched in this way before. Least of all by a man so much older than her, and a homeless man on top of that… I’m going to lose my virginity to a fat hobo, she thought with distinct clarity. But instead of feeling bad about it, she felt good… It was like she was doing a good deed, to help this unfortunate guy out. If she ever got famous to write an autobiography, no doubt this story would be forever remembered as remarkable… 

 As Hasegawa traced her large breasts with his fingertips, he kissed the rest of her face and finally planted a kiss on her lips. Hifumi accepted, knowing that this would always be her first kiss. She wouldn’t lose it to some handsome boy her age, but to this disgustingly obese homeless man in his alley. 

“You taste so sweet,” he told her, and planted another kiss on her full lips. 

 Hifumi blushed and giggled like a little girl. “Is that so?” 

“It sure is.” 

 He tasted a bit like alcohol, but Hifumi didn’t mind. She could feel his fingers coming into contact with her sensitive nipples, and each time it happened she suppressed the desire to yelp and fall down from her weakened knees. When his face came down to kiss her once more, her lips opened for him, and she took his tongue into her mouth. 

 Having an old hobo inside her mouth was a feeling unlike any other, and Hifumi already felt herself to be completely at the whims of this practical stranger. She would be his first. To most important man in any girl’s life. And he was a homeless fatso, that couldn’t have even come close to her under different circumstances. Why did that feel so good to think about?... 

“You taste as good as my wife and daughter used to,” he told her. 

 That was so bad. And so dirty. Could it have been true? It didn’t even matter. Hifumi could feel his tongue swirling around in her mouth, grinding against hers, his spit mixing with hers and flowing down into her body… 

“Did you really kiss your daughter?”

 Hasegawa pulled away and laughed. “All the time. Well, I’m not sure Tae told you this, but I have a thing for younger girls. I’ve always had. That’s why I lost everything, to tell you the truth. I’m not surprised she sent you over to me.” Two of his fingers began to squeeze on her nipple. “I’m very good with virgins. They’re my specialty.” 

“Please, sir, teach me…” This will be an unforgettable experience. So what if I’m not the best player? I will always have this. Everyone will know me for this. Haha, fucking a homeless bastard like this, who else would have it in them to do this?!

 Pulling her by her nipple, Hasegawa led her towards the tent. “Come with me. I’ve got a lot to teach you, little girl.” 

 Hasegawa dropped down and went inside the tent once again, and Hifumi followed after him. As soon as her head went past the flaps, an awful stench made her clench her teeth and grimace. The tent wasn’t too roomy, especially not with both of them inside, but it was enough for her to fit in and leave the flaps closed. As illuminations the fat hobo had put up a bunch of Christmas lights, and pinned to the wall were different pictures of girls in the nude, some clearly from different time periods. Some of them were even of his wife when she was young and of his daughter… He wasn’t lying, thought Hifumi, her heart racing. This is a vile man… 

“Come on, bitch,” he told her, sounding far more authoritative than before. It seemed to her that the more aroused he got, the more his attitude shifted towards that of an abuser. The fact that she might walk out of this permanently scarred made her wet. What’s wrong with me… 

 Hasegawa got on his back and struggled to pull aside his suspenders and unzip his jeans. It was clear that his massive gut got in the way of everything, so Hifumi offered to help him. As he leaned back with a groan, she put her hands up and began to rub his belly, unbuttoning his shirt. She had never seen someone so much hair, and just moving her fingers over it gave the impression that she was petting some sort of beast.

 Her dainty fingers then moved to unlatch the suspenders, and then she lifted up his belly just enough to be able to work the top button of his pants, unzip them, and start pulling them off. The smell that came from his crotch area was even worse than the one in the tent, and Hifumi now knew it must’ve been related to his penis. It was bad enough that she wanted to puke.

 Hasegawa reached up and petted her head. “What’s that, bitch? Don’t you like the smell?”

“...” Hifumi just looked away, unable to answer that question.

 Hasegawa cackled in the dark. “Don’t you worry, this will be giving you a real experience of what a man smells like and tastes like. I’ve made a point of never washing my dick.” 

 Never washing… No wonder it smelled so disgusting. What a slob. Just an ugly fat slob. And I’m going to give him my pussy, thought Hifumi, wondering what that would be like. I’m going to let him defile me. Why were these thoughts making her whole body tingle?

“Go on, then,” he ordered. “Suck me off, little girl. Let’s see if you can beat my daughter at this as well.” 

 That sounded like a challenge. Hifumi was sure that she could. She lowered her hand down to his crotch and found his cock in the wiry darkness of his pubes, and began to run it over her fingers. It was big enough that it fit snugly in her hand even while soft, and she could feel it hardening slowly against her young and silky fingers.

“Ahhh, that’s not bad…” groaned Hasegawa. “Why don’t you come suck on my nipples? My daughter loved to do that. Come on.” 

 Suck on his nipples? Now she was confused all over again. She knew that guys were into that with girl, but did girls ever do that with guys?... Though as her gaze went up past his belly, she could see that he had a pair of tits of his own, two sacks of fat pushing hard against his gut, all hairy and with dark nipples poking out. He wants me to suck those? She wondered if she could do that… 

 But if all the other girls did it she wasn’t going to be any worse. No, she wanted him to remember her as the best. Someone could write a real article about this guy if he got arrested one day for being such a pervert and creeping on young girls. And he’s going to tell them all that I was the best, the very best… 

 Her lips came down and took his nipple between them, while the coarse hairs of his chest tickled her face. She could sense his cock stiffening up for real now, and his incredibly heavy breathing as she got him horny. “Is this good, Daddy?” she asked. 

 That was it for him. His mouth opened but he couldn’t talk anymore, and hot cum started leaking from the head of his cock that was now pushing past the foreskin. Hifumi brought her thumb up and rubbed it against the slippery head as it throbbed, her mouth slurping the spit as she sucked on his gross mantits. 

“God, you’re incredible…” Hasegawa managed to say, barely. He started to pet her head and run his fingers through her beautiful hair as she pleasured him, and once again she could feel that sensitivity in him from before, and almost fatherly tenderness. It felt good to be appreciated. Hifumi idly wondered what it would be like if she got him to love her more than his own daughter. What a testament to her skills that could be. If they ever met again in a future tournament and the daughter beat Hifumi, she could always respond that she got the girl’s father to love her more. 

 The aged hands came down to massage her young breasts, and soon Hasegawa reached down and pulled her shirt up altogether. With her bare skin rubbing against his and his old fingers petting her breasts, he exhaled, about to cum. Hifumi immediately stopped stroking him and slapped him instead. “Don’t you dare do it!” 

 Hasegawa stared at her, almost hurt. “What?...”

“I’ve heard about boys. Once they come they’re totally useless, and you haven’t done anything yet. I told you I need you to teach me.” 

“Right…” 

 The old man lifted her up on top of him, and got her to straddle his belly. His hands went down and gripped her nicely toned ass, his fingertips following the curves with excitement. “Damn, that’s a good ass.” 

 Hifumi giggled shyly. That one she had actually heard before. Boys always stared so much at her butt when she wore pants that wearing skirts became her default way of dressing just to avoid it. The few times she strayed from that, she constantly found herself in the bus with businessmen’s hands “accidentally” brushing against her butt. 

 Hasegawa unbuttoned her jeans, then made her stand up and take them down. It was when she slid them down that his eyes went wide as they glued themselves to her perfectly shaved pussy. “Y-Y-You aren’t wearing a-any underwear,” he stammered. 

“I never do,” said Hifumi with a cocked brow. “It gets me too hot. I can’t focus.” 

 He grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her over to him, then held her waist and brought her pussy up to his mouth. “God,” he whispered, looking up at the tight slit dripping with wetness. He brought her down and immediately buried his tongue inside of her, slurping up her juices inside of his mouth. 

 Hifumi pushed her head back and cried out. Never in her life had she felt anything close to… To this… It felt like some tentacle spreading throughout her body, each spot that it hit sending jolts of pleasure throughout. To think that fucking some old hobo could be so good… Would fucking someone normal be just as good? she wondered.

 Before she even got a good hold of herself, Hasegawa had put her down in his stead and flipped her on her back. She could feel the sweaty mattress under her as he tried to mount her, angling his cock with the difficulty of raising his huge gut at the same time. Finally, he managed to push the throbbing shaft inside of her, then moaned and collapsed on top of her. Drops of sweat flew down from his labored face onto hers, while the weight of his huge body was crushing her. “God,” he whispered.

 Hifumi couldn’t even talk. But she relished the feeling of his homeless cock as it made its way deeper and deeper inside of her, nestling itself between the warm and wet folds of her virgin pussy. Hasegawa proved too big and too old to be able to do much else, but that was enough. Just having his dick inside of her at all was enough to make her come. 

 As the orgasm rocked her world, her shapely legs and skinny arms wrapped around his enormous body. She came hard, shaking under him, mewling in high-pitched tone until his tongue came inside to silence her. His sweat and spit mixed together and swirled in her mouth as her orgasm died down, and a sudden incredible heat spreading throughout her tummy let her know that he had come as well. 

 I made him come so easily… I’m so good at this, thought Hifumi vainly. 

 Exhausted, the fat bum fell to the side and breathed hard as he tried to recoup after the orgasm. Hifumi crawled over to his dick, and now the stench that came from it smelled better than ever. She grabbed hold of his swollen cock and started to suck on it, tracing her tongue over the slimy head, bringing as much as she could of it into her mouth. She could taste him - his sweat, his seed, and even a bit of her own juices. Delicious.

 As she went on nursing him that way, his hand came down to stroke her face and give her further commands. “Clean me up,” he ordered. “Move your tongue underneath.” At first she needed to think about what that meant, but she soon brought her tongue to his balls and lapped at them like a puppy. Hasegawa’s fat hand came down to grip his cock, lowering the foreskin the whole way. Underneath the purple head she could now see a bunch of white stuff…

“Lick it up, honey. That’s my special treat for you. Go on.” Hifumi swallowed hard and ran her tongue along the bottom of the head, collecting them all and bringing them into her mouth. The taste of them made her puke a little in her mouth, but that didn’t stop her homeless master. She kept her at it until his dick was fully clean. 

“That’s a good girl,” he told her. “Now one more thing.” With both his hands he lifted up his huge gut and exposed its filthy underside. Hifumi wasn’t even sure what all the stuff there was… cum, dirt… I can’t… 

 But before she could say a word, he grabbed her had and shoved her face into it, making her open her mouth and clean everything up. Her little pink tongue scraped up the disgusting underside of the hobo’s belly, making sure to swallow everything up. By the time she was halfway done with it, she was beginning to feel content with herself again. I’m making him so happy… I’m so good at this… 

 When she finished, Hasegawa brought her up for a final makeup session during which he felt up her little toned butt again and massaged her butthole’s opening with his finger. “I’m going to take your ass soon. But probably not today.” 

“Yes, sir… Whatever you want…” 

“Well, have you learned anything? I gotta say, you’re a real natural, kid. Most girls have no idea what the hell to do even when you tell them. You were meant to be a fucking slut, that’s clear enough.” 

 It was? Hifumi had always thought she would be awful at sex… In fact, she thought she would be bad at anything because it seemed so clear that her destiny was intertwined with being the best shogi player in Japan. Now it was clear that that had always been a lie. Maybe I’m meant to be the greatest slut in Japan, she thought, and shuddered. If that was the case, she had certainly made a great start. 

“You know, Hifumi,” he said, running his fingers through her hair, “I think I can help you out. That Tae. She wants you to do that research for her right? Get in contact with diseased subjects?”

 Hifumi nodded. “Uh huh. At least, I think so.” 

“There was this guy I met when I first got on the streets. People used to call him Roach, ‘cause he was so bad. But he was just about the only person that wanted to help me out, so we got friendly. Probably wouldn’t be here without him. Anyway, they say he’s gone off the deep end. Caught something real bad. Could dig him up for you. If anyone’s got something worthwhile, it’s Roach.” 

 Hifumi got tears in her eyes and smiled. “You would? That’s so sweet of you, Daddy…” She leaned in to kiss him her more. 

 Her first time with a homeless man. Her virginity gone. And it had been so beautiful.

 

//



 The last month turned out to be so busy for Hifumi that she barely participated in any shogi events at all. Instead, she attempted to bring some light to the plight of homeless with the help of the father in Kanda, inviting the homeless every other day to eat food that the flock would bring in for them. 

 At the same time, she started an anonymous blog online where she documented her experiences and how it was to interact with the homeless men around Tokyo. Since losing her virginity to Hasegawa, she had come into contact with many other hobos, and made it clear to every single one that she was more than available to help satisfy their needs if they could help her in return. 

 So it happened that she started getting groped by homeless men when she went down the street and especially on the trains. Hifumi ditched her old clothing and bought some new stuff that would better go with her task, starting with a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass and a crop top that showed her toned tummy and her hardened nipples at all times. 

 At the church, they came in droves wanting to get a piece of that girl that helped serve food. Hifumi got wet even before showing up just thinking of all the attention she would be getting from the hobos. The older and nastier they were, the more she would shower them with affection. She tried to hide it from the priest, but she was sure that she must’ve known enough. After all, whenever Hifumi decided that one of them was disgusting enough to get to fuck her, she quickly took by the hand and led him to the confessional box, where she would make all his dreams come true… 

 Ironically enough, she just wasn’t catching anything. On one hand this was a blow because Tae refused to pay her or even give her the appropriate badge until she scored positive on a test. But it was also just a blow to her ego, since she found out that many other sluts got badged up and paid, though they felt too humiliated to keep attending school.

 Her only hope was the famed Roach, who she had still yet to find. Hasegawa’s information proved to be good; or at least, it had been while Roach was still there, since he seemed to be long gone by the time Hifumi got there. Now it was a detective’s game to ask these homeless men she fucked daily if they had heard of him so she could track him down once and for all.

 From the stories she heard, Roach sounded like one of the worst people in the world. The hobos were disgusted by him, saying that he everything about him was monstrous: most of his teeth were gone and the few remaining ones were black with decay; his hair was long and he wore a beanie at all times, which they attested carried lice and worse; and to top it all, he was incapable of holding it in, which meant that he often pissed and shit himself. 

 He’s definitely carrying something bad, Hifumi thought, just wet at the thought of him. Though she found plenty of pleasure in fucking the homeless that came to the church, her dreams of Roach always made her finger herself stupid until she passed out at night. I’m going to fuck the most disgusting man in the world. I’m going to be famous, forever…



//



 As it turned out, it was the priest at Kanda himself that came up with some information regarding her target. “I’ve heard that one of the poor souls that comes to this church was harassed by him one night. She was walking her dog when this fellow tried to…” The priest folded his hands and cringed painfully. “To feel her up.” 

 Hifumi got the address of where it happened and went to investigate. Once again, there was no sign of this supposed master class hobo, but others in area were more than happy to talk about him. They were terrified, and from what she heard now he sounded even worse than before. “He’s got boils all over his face,” a local woman told Hifumi. “A literal monster. Stay away from him, please.” 

 The only thing she could get though was that Roach came out at night, and that he was especially attracted to helpless-looking women. He proved to be too weak to ever do anything about it, but he did manage to touch a few of them by surprise then cackle like a lunatic as he ran away. 

 Hifumi went all out in order to get his attention, and got one of the sluttiest outfits imaginable that still said, “I’m young and innocent.” She took her uniform and cut down the skirt so that her ass was easily visible if she bent over even a little, and left the blazer open, without any bra under her shirt to hide her breasts. As it happened, that night turned out to be rainy as well, and without an umbrella, she got soaked. 

 It was almost midnight when she stood under the bus stop, trembling from the cold, waiting to get approached. She made sure to pretend to be sleeping, and to spread her legs just enough that one could get a view of her pussy from the right angle. All to draw him in. It was probably a good thing that it was raining, because being out here like that was making her wet enough that it couldn’t have been hidden during normal circumstances. 

 Though the rainfall was too loud for her to hear anything, she could still make out a shadow through her eyelids. The light of the store across the way was bright enough that only a person moving could’ve blocked it. 

“Wow, so beautiful, wow…” she heard a horse voice say. 

 Next, she felt two hands coming down to her legs and moving up and down while a head dropped down to rest on her thigh. “So perfect, so perfect, how can anything be so perfect…” 

 From the smell that just hit her nostrils, she knew it. It was Roach. The question was how she could talk to him so not to scare him away. After giving it a moment’s thought, she decided to moan gently and spread her legs open a little further. 

 Roach jumped back immediately and muttered something inaudible to himself. But as Hifumi thought, he soon crawled back to her, going back to stroking her thighs and now even kissing them. “That feels so good,” she whispered. 

 He froze solid for a good ten seconds. “It is?...” 

 Her eyes opened slowly and she looked down. All the practice in the world couldn’t have kept her from not being a little surprised by his appearance. He looked worse than the worst thing she managed to come up with. His teeth were indeed rotting away and his hair was a gray tangle, but his entir face was covered with boils at different parts and his dark eyes bulged like a frog’s. The nose that must’ve been normal once had clearly been broken enugh time that it now stood at the front of his face like a mushroom that boots had stomped over many times over.

 He’s sick, thought Hifumi. He’s gotta be, I know it…

“Mister,” she said gently. “Could we go somewhere safe and warm?” 

“S-S-Safe and w-warm? You wanna go w-w-with m-me?” 

“Please, mister. I’ll make it worth your while. I’m feeling so lonely tonight…” 

 Clearly, by his look alone it was easy to tell that he thought something was up. But at the same time, gazing at her was turning him on so much that he reached down to stroke himself even as they spoke. “Uhm… Alright, miss, I got a place…” 

 Hifumi got up and followed him in the rain through a maze of different alleyways. Eventually they left any kind of city light behind entirely, and entered a dark area that belonged to some abandoned apartment complex. Roach seemed to know his way perfectly, and led the way without any light. Hifumi struggled to keep up without tripping, though she could hear the scurrying of rats about and the occasional “crunch” of an actual cockroach underfoot. 

“Yes, we are here, miss,” she heard him say. 

 He went and lit a lamp in the corner of the room, which illuminated the surroundings for Hifumi. It was a room full of junk and actual garbage, and the little furniture there was looked half-way rotten. There were also bugs all over the place, and seeing them dashing away from the light made her feel uneasy. 

“Your clothes are so wet…” said Roach, pulling gently on her blazer. She knew by now that it was going to happen and felt relieved. She allowed the hobo to pull it off, while she got out of her shoes. As soon as he put it away he ran back to stare as she undid her shirt. It was clear that behind those mad eyes was a growing intensity. 

 She unpeeled the wet shirt from the peaks of her round breasts, taking it off inch by inch until she stood topless before him. Roach did not reach out. Instead, he took off his beanie and showed her a bald and scarred scalp, then started taking off his moulded and raggedy clothing. Underneath he was nothing more than a bag of bones, with a hanging belly that seemed odd given his almost skeletal hands. 

 I’m going to fuck this thing… Her eyes went to the yellow and blackened pustules that covered his body, some of which seemed to be leaking. She stepped out of her skirt as well, and then remained completely naked before him, her young and curvy body begging to be touched and ruined. 

 Roach hesitated in taking off his pants, but Hifumi helped him the rest of the way. She could see why as soon as it they were off… the boils that were spread around his face and body all seemed to have congregated at his cock. The head itself was encircled by pustules of various sizes, while his balls dragged almost down to his knees, covered in them the whole way. 

 How is he not dead yet? Hifumi wondered with amazement. She wouldn’t have put it out of the realm of possibility that he would be dead by the end of the night. 

“You look amazing,” she told him, and meant it. She took a step closer, her pale body partly illuminated by the lamp while his sickly and chinless looked her way dumbfounded. Her soft fingers went down and brushed against his cock. Hifumi could feel all the bumps around its length, all the boils that would hopefully pop once he was inside of her and turned her into a sickness incarnate. 

 His thin lips opened stupidly and showed a mouth whose teeth and gums were both blackened with disease. Hifumi pushed against him and sent her tongue inside his mouth, her perfectly perky breasts pushing against the disgusting old hobo’s weak torso. As she ran her tongue against his, Hifumi could feel the bumps covering that as well… 

 But she loved it. Every second of it. The taste of his sickly spit alone was enough to put a warm and fuzzy feeling inside of her, and as her tongue traced his blackened teeth and empty gums, her pussy muscles flexed in preparation of what was to come.

 She kissed his neck and chest, making sure to get as many as the boils as she could as she went down. Her little with teeth broke them open and sucked out what was inside, feeling a taste so strong from the pus that it made her head spin. 

“That’s so good, miss…” 

“Yeah? Don’t worry, I’ll good care of you, sir…” 

 She led him to one of the armchairs and set him down. Hifumi knelt down before him, already focused on his cock, while the hobo reached to feel her face. “You’re so beautiful…”

 As she smiled and gently stroked his shaft, she noticed that an actual cockroach was crawling around his thigh, completely indifferent to the warmth of a human, as if Roach were already dead. This is crazy… 

 Holding his cock steady, Hifumi brought her mouth and began to suck the head. There were so many boils on it that it was impossible to even take it down her throat or pull down his foreskin. She only used her tongue to flick the head, but that seemed to be enough for her dying hobo. He groaned, and Hifumi wrapped her lips around the head, expecting a dose of diseased seed to send down to her tummy. 

 Instead, she could taste his piss as it shot out of him and went right down her throat. He’s pissing inside my mouth, she thought, already smiling at the thought. He’s filling me up with his piss like I’m his toilet… 

 She made sure to swallow fast and hard so not to let a single drop slip past her. Roach was about to apologize, but Hifumi opened her mouth wide proudly and showed that she took every drop. “More, sir, please,” she said, and gently massaged the head. “Fill me up with your piss and shit.” 

 If she had no certainty of having caught his diseases from the pus she swallowed, the piss was definitely going to do it. Roach got up and now pissed intentionally right into her mouth, giggling like a mentally-deficient retard at the way some of the stream hit her face instead. Yes, it was humiliating. Here he was, pissing on a girl probably fifty years younger, a smart and beautiful teenager with a life ahead of her… 

 She realized as he was about to finish that he had shit himself too. Hifumi quickly crawled up behind him and started licking the shit that ran down his thigh, using her tongue to scoop it all up as she went up further towards his ass. Once she reached it, she spread his cheeks wide and licked them clean of shit, then put her tongue inside his asshole and cleaned that as well. 

 The taste was so bad that she was about to pass out, and that was what made it so good. It was like a drug. She ran her tongue between his asshole and balls, savoring the taste, then got ready once she could sense him getting ready to go again.

 Roach lowered himself and tried to squat, while Hifumi opened her mouth like a suction cup against his asshole and waited. She could feel the stream of diarrhea as it left his ass and passed down her throat, and she used her tongue to massage his asshole and encourage him to let it all out…

 Yes, please, make me your fucking toilet. I’m going to be the most diseased girl this world has ever seen. I’ve fucked the most disgusting man that’s ever existed… 

 At some point she could feel something getting stuck in her throat. She went on swallowing until he was done, but once the shit stopped she pulled away and started coughing. A worm fell from her mouth and sploshed against the ground. A worm. Of course. He must’ve been full of those… Rather than let it crawl away, Hifumi reached down and pinched it between two fingers, then lifted it up and helped it slide down her throat as well. It had come from his ass, and now would find a home in her little teenage body. 

 Roach turned around but Hifumi was already on him. She buried her face in his balls, massaging them with her tongue, running her lips over the boils and gently cracking them open to get the pus running inside of her. I’m going to be so sick. I’m going to make you so proud, Tae. And you, Mommy, I’ll make you so proud. You won’t have to worry about fixing anything for me anymore. I’m going to be famous now. I’m going to go down in history for this. 

 She popped so many of them that the balls shrunk down nearly twice in size, enough for her to be able to bring them inside her mouth and suck on them like candy as Roach slowly stepped back towards the armchair. That’s right, sir, let me clean you up… Let me take the sickness from you…

 Once he was settled in the armchair, she rose and got on top of him, doing her best to angle his cock against her pussy. The head was so overgrown with pustules that it was refusing to go inside, and the old hobo tried pushing her off, perhaps out of pain. But Hifumi dropped down on it and let it impale her, shrieking as it stretched out her tiny pussy. 

 Roach “screamed” as well, but it was more like a rattle coming out of a dying skull. Looking into his dying eyes she started to ride him, as hard as she could, using her pussy’s muscles to clench his throbbing cock between them. It felt better as better as she went on, and Hifumi knew that the pustules must’ve been exploding inside of her and acting like a lubricant. Not that she needed more. She was already more aroused that she had ever been in her life. She could still taste the hobo’s shit on her tongue and feel his piss moving inside of her as she jumped up and down his cock. 

 It was like fucking a corpse, which, really, was pretty much what he was. A corpse that gods kept alive just long enough for her to come and reap all the goodies. As she felt those bumps pressing against her sensitive insides, she screamed with joy, bringing her hands up to yank violently on her own nipples. 

“I’m such a whore!” screamed Hifumi at the top of her lungs, knowing nobody could hear her. “Such a dirty, dirty fucking whore that eats shit! Just a fucking toilet!” Tears were rolling down her face as she thought about what she had done and what she was doing, sobs wrecking her body as she massaged the hobo’s cock with her teeny tiny pussy. 

“I’m just a fucking good-for-nothing cheater that deserves to die! I’m shit at shogi! I never deserved to win all those tournaments!” She slapped herself as hard as she could. “I didn’t ask to cheat!” she howled. “I never wanted it! I don’t need it! I’m good at something! I’m very good at this!” 

 She looked down at Roach’s empty eyes and gaping mouth and realized that he was dead. “He’s fucking dead!!! Hahaha!!” She could only laugh and go on riding him. She was close to coming, but what she wanted was his seed. She would rip him open if it was necessary. “I’m going to take every drop of your seed and keep it real safe, okay, darling?” she whispered, caressing the corpse’s face. 

 And he came. 

 She could feel it. 

 The heated seed leaving his diseased cock for one last time and getting ready to spawn new life in her lovely young womb. “Ahhh, yes, fuck, it feels so good…” Her own pussy clamped down on his shaft as hard as it could and came in turn, leaving her a trembling mess. Hifumi rode his cock the rest of the way as the orgasm passed through her, happy to know she had fulfilled her duty. Everyone’s going to be amazed at this…  

 She held her tummy, feeling the warmth of the seed along with the hobo’s shit and piss, and slowly got up. All the boils on his dick were broken, and the whole thing was going flaccid, going as dead as the rest of him. Hifumi knelt and sucked him off for one last time, gazing up at his dead eyes. “Thank you,” she told him, feeling grateful. “I’m going to be so famous because of you, sir!” 



//



 Tae’s brow furrowed as she read the papers. Hifumi sat on the bed, beaming with happiness. Who knows what she must’ve been reading about. No doubt she would say Hifumi did the best that anyone could do ever. 

“You really need to tell me where you got this thing,” Tae said evenly. “This is… I don’t even know if this is related to the other ones.” She scratched her worried face and made some notes with the pen. “I really don’t know what’s going on. It feels like there’s more and more unknown viruses plaguing the homeless… Where the hell are they all coming from?” 

“Did I do good?” asked Hifumi.

“You sure did, champ.” Tae put away the paperwork, then unlocked her safe and pulled out some stacks of bills. “Time to enjoy your 20s, I guess. Though I’ll need you to come in at least once a day. We need to make sure you’re well cared for until we find the cure for all this.” 

 Hifumi took the yen but felt disappointed. “What about my badge?” 

“Your badge? Oh, right.” Tae went and got out one of the drawer and gave it to her. “Here you go. How’s that work?” 

 Tears came to Hifumi’s eyes. She did it, she really, really did it… “Wow…” 



//



 The priest was not understanding that she needed to do this. In the end, Hifumi had to take all the homeless men that she had met at the church and bring them to the spot where Roach used to live. Thankfully, they got rid of the body easily, which left them with a place to live in as disgusting as most of them were. 

 Every day, Hifumi came over there to pleasure the hobos gathered. Not only to fuck them, but to worship them, and she knew, to help spread whatever she carried to others… They were so grateful that they even put up naked pictures of her all over, jerking themselves off to her when she was away and filling her up whenever she passed by. 

 Most of them knew what she loved though, and so they saved themselves for her. As soon as Goddess came, as they now called her, they lined up knowing it was time to make her happy. Hifumi lay down in one of the bathtubs of the building, then let them piss and shit all over her. What couldn’t make its way into her mouth just went into the tub and filled up until she was swimming in their diseased piss and shit. 

 The warmth of it was so nice… The best feeling in the world, really. Compared to the cold and meaningless experience that she led before, Hifumi felt as if she had been reborn. This was her place. To eat hot shit straight from the assholes of her hobos, to drink their piss until it came out her nose, and to let their diseased cum help bring life to her womb. 

“Thank you,” she would tell each one of them once they were done taking a shit in her mouth. “Thank you so much!~” 



//

 

 People avoided her because of the smell, Hifumi knew. Some of them dared to say as much. Her mother certainly did, and went further by kicking her out altogether. But that was fine by her. The streets were now her home, and every cock that wanted to go inside her and was a tool to further her power and infect more people. She was going to be the goddess of all these streets, the very queen of the damned. 

 The best part of it all was that she could feel her belly growing. More and more every day, which is why she avoided being recognized by anyone. It was only when it was too late to change anything that she decided to go and see Tae again.

“Hifumi… Where the hell were you?! I told you I needed you to come for treatment. That money, what did you do with it?” 

 Hifumi smiled warmly. “I gave it to my friends. My hobo friends. There are so many girls Tokyo that would do anything for just a little money, so I thought they could go and have some fun. The more of us, the better, no?” 

“Are you nuts? Those girls, they mi--” Tae’s eyes had fallen to her belly. “What the hell? You’re pregnant? Are you nuts? That baby, it could be…” 

“The end of us all, I know!” Hifumi winked and made a heart with her hands. “It’s going to be adorable. I just know it’s Roach’s… He gave his last breath to offer me this baby. I bet it’s going to be a monster. The most hideous baby in the world, and it will be mine, all mine, and nobody will take that away from me… Nobody will ever forget me…” 

 Tae swallowed and took a step back towards the phone. She lifted it up to make a call, but Hifumi rushed towards her. “Don’t you want to congratulate me? You’re so mean!” 

“Please, Hifumi, you need help, you--”

 Rather than making her weaker, the diseases she carried only made her stronger in the end. They gave her the heart to do things she never would before. Hifumi held Tae down by the arms and pushed her against the wall, forcing her tongue inside her mouth. 

 Tae fought it off, but it was impossible to hold off forever. In the end, Hifumi got a few good ten-twenty seconds of mixing her spit with her before Tae kicked her off. “You’re crazy!” the doc cried at her, “you’re out of your mind!” 

“Let’s see how good of a doctor you are, huh? Can you cure everyone? We’ll see. Or cure yourself now, haha. I’ll name my child after you if it’s a girl. Thank you so much for everything…” 

 Cradling her unborn baby, Hifumi went back into the streets, ready to fuck some more. The night was long, and all her holes needed to be filled by hobos. Tokyo’s never going to forget me. 



//



Tae washed her mouth and spat. That stupid fucking girl, she thought with irritation. Who the hell does she think she is? She turned off the faucet, then quickly gave herself an immunizing shot just in case. Considering most of these diseases were spread via intercourse, there wasn’t much of a chance to catch it, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

 Plus, at least the little bitch took her cash and stopped begging for more, unlike the other ones. So many of these dumb girls regretted it and thought they were entitled for more. Tae sighed. It wasn’t like they were completely wrong, but… their sacrifice was for the greater good. 

 Initially, this thing had started with only a few funds given to Tae by the local government and a few pharmaceutical companies. But a few months ago when some a couple of Americans offer to join in… what was she about to say? Of course, she let them in on it. They were paying ten times what the locals offered. Thankfully most of these airheads were willing to work for the previous payment, which meant that Tae got to collect the rest. 

 There was no reason to feel bad. Ultimately, this would all help put Japan on the map with the best health institute in the world. One which Tae would have to build, of course, but there was plenty of time for that. My whole life having to work in fear of these damned animals, they’re going to see now what it’s like to have infinite cash. But this time, combined with equal skill. 

 But before that could happen, she needed to keep collecting most of the money. All these girls and even the hobos would benefit from the treatment in end. Nobody’s ever going to doubt Tae Takemi again, after this. And going by the amount of texts and emails she was getting, the amount of girls interested wasn’t going down...

