Chapter 0 - Yoshioka Haruka

[吉岡春香]

It was just another boring day in class as I sat in my desk, hearing the sound of my teacher’s voice in the background, going on about how after World War II ended and Hitler had defeated the Allies, the entire world was soon plunged into chaos. And so blah blah, here we are today. I honestly didn’t care. What I did care about was the beauty that sat right in front of me. I could smell her scent from my own desk, which happened to be strawberries, since she had a strawberry frosting pastry for lunch earlier today, which I eagerly watched. She was so beautiful, moreso than all the other girls in this class. Her silky raven hair, pale skin, kind features, and slender body got me so hard. I briefly thought about sticking my dick in her eye. I tried to hide the boner I was popping from my skirt and folded my legs, but of course that hardly worked. I really hated wearing the girls’ uniform, but since the school didn’t really care that I had a raging dick between my legs and everything else about me pretty much screamed ‘female’, I had no choice but to wear this.

Ever since I could remember, I’ve always been a sort of unusual kid. When I was younger, everyone thought I was a boy, so my family raised me as such. Sure, my parents and sister noticed I had sort of girlish tendencies and my face seemed a bit smoother than most boys, but nonetheless I seemed as normal as any male. When I reached puberty, however, my body began to change but not in the way most boys did. I grew breasts like a woman, my body had feminine curves and my voice never cracked. My dick grew for sure, but that was about it. My parents, shocked, took me to the doctor and at first they thought I had gynecomastia. But upon further examination and a chromosome test, it was in fact revealed that I was born female but with a penis. I was relieved, as I never thought of myself as a guy. My parents were confused at first, but soon they started to think I was some sort of freak. They didn’t call me their son or daughter, I was just an abomination. Even my little sister was disgusted by me. I had only one friend, and she moved to Europe, leaving me to suffer alone.

Once in middle school, I was changing into my gym shorts, and some bitch spilled her water on me. It soaked my shorts and made my bulge all too visible, for every girl in the locker room to see. They all laughed and made fun of me, and within a day the entire school knew. They called me the worst names and for the first time in my life, I was ashamed of being born with a penis.

The worst part was when the girl I had been crushing on since elementary school laughed at me with all her other friends, and took pictures. I ran to a storage room and wanted to cry, maybe kill myself. But even stronger than those feelings was anger, which I experienced quite often prior to this. I was consumed with a poisonous rage which felt way too good. I thought of killing all of those girls, and my crush, Megumi, writhing underneath me in pain and fear. That was when I experienced arousal for the first time. It felt so good thinking about that, on instinct I started to touch myself. When I came, I thought about my cum being mixed with Megumi’s blood. How dare she make fun of me for something I had no control over. I’ve cared about her for all these years, and this is how she repays me? The moment she actually acknowledges my existence, I’m nothing more than a freak to her.

Finally, the teacher ended his lesson and we got to cleaning up the classroom. As I swept the floor, I watched with great pleasure Megumi bend over two meters in front of me  to collect dust with her dust pan. Her skirt was a little higher than most girls (she wasn’t a whore but certainly not an angel), so her white panties showed just enough to get me hard again. I wanted so badly to beat her with my broom handle until she was unconscious then shove it up her pussy. Afterward she’d wake up and I’d make her clean up her own blood off the floor.

I smiled at the thought and continued to watch her collect dust.

“Umm, Michiko, you got that look again,” Haruka Yoshioka, my best friend, said to me. She was one of the few people at school that was genuinely nice to me. Maybe the only one. I think she has a crush on me, with the way she gave me those sweet, innocent, loving eyes. She was a timid girl and wasn’t bad looking either. She had above average looks and she had a petite body, one that’d I’d like to crush. I was slightly taller compared to most girls with dark hair down to my shoulders and though I wasn’t really masculine-looking, I did enjoy karate and had an athletic body. I always thought it would help me when I eventually came around to attacking my first victim.

“What look?” I asked, turning to her.

“The um… beastly look in your eyes that you get sometimes.” Haruka smiled nervously. I put away the broom and walked back to her.

“‘Beastly?’"

“Um… well sometimes you get this weird look on your face like you… um… want to kill someone or something. All wild-looking and sort of wolf-ish.”

In turn, I gave her a wolfish grin and got an idea. I took her hand and pulled her out of the classroom, to the hallway, where most people were either going home or to cram-school. I brought her to the bathroom, which was thankfully empty.

“M-Michiko! W-what are you doing?” She looked flustered and blushed so hard it looked like she had been drinking. 

“Do you like pain, Haruka?”

“P-pain? What are you talking about?” She took a step back and bumped into the wall behind her, next to the sink.

“You like me, don’t you?”

“I, um…” she swallowed and seemed to calm down a little. “Y-yes. I’ve liked you for a while now.” I didn’t know how it was possible but she blushed an even deeper shade of red. She must’ve felt it, too, so she looked at the floor to hide her face. I gently took her chin between my fingers and lifted her head up to look at me.

“I wanna shove my dick deep inside you.” Boy, do I have a way with words.

“E-eh?!” I could feel her heartbeat pounding in nervousness and excitement, though I preferred fear. Still, she was so cute. “I-I’ve never…”

“Virgin?”

Haruka nodded tentatively. She swallowed again. I thought of another thing she could swallow. “This is all so sudden, Michiko.”

“That's alright, Haruka. Though I can't promise I'll be gentle..."

“But… uhh--” I eventually lost my patience and  crushed my lips against hers. She moaned into the kiss and tried to shove me away, so I wrapped my arms around her small waist and carried her to a stall. In truth, I’ve never had sex, either. However, if I was going to fuck Megumi until she came blood, I needed practice.

Haruka pulled back to catch her breath. “M-Michiko, stop,” I lay her on her back on a toilet cover and pressed my large body against her small one. The prospect of this being non-consensual only made me more excited. I forcefully pulled her skirt down and tore away her pink panties, revealing her slightly wet and smooth pussy. I leaned down and kissed her while I took my dick out of my spandex and pushed against her entrance. She moaned in protest and I released her lips to gaze at the innocent little thing, all teary-eyed with her uniform messed up. I forced myself inside her and she screamed. I put my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet, I didn’t want anyone to hear.

“What did you expect from me, Haruka?” I thrust in as deep as I could for emphasis. She whimpered into my palm and shook her head. “Did you think I was going to just ask you out on a worthless date? This is way better.” The inside of a vagina felt great. Way better than my hand, it was so warm and wet and slippery, I knew she must be enjoying this. “Your own pussy is lubricating itself for me,” I taunted. I smacked my hips against her powerfully, asserting my dominance. Like Megumi, I wanted to make her mine but I didn’t want to kill this one. As I neared my peak, I heard two girls walk into the bathroom. I smiled at Haruka and put my other hand around her neck and squeezed. 

“That Michiko girl is so gross! Did you see that look she was giving Megumi when we cleaned up?”

“Yeah, I bet she’s a total rapist with that dick of hers.”

“I know, she’s so fucking disgusting. I wonder where she ran off to with that Haruka girl.”

“Probably raping her.” They both laughed, and I despised them and thought of ripping off their breasts. In anger and hatred, I squeezed Haruka’s throat even tighter, though the poor girl’s face was already turning slightly purple in asphyxiation. I continued to silently thrust into the small girl, whose choked cries were beginning to die down. Feeling close, I humped faster and faster until I finally came, effectively making her mine. Haruka had tears in her eyes, and as she felt the warmth filling her pussy her eyes widened in shock. I heard the girls leave then pulled out and watched with fascination as my seed dripped from her vagina. I felt a sense of accomplishment; this girl had not lost her virginity, but had it taken from her. I took it from her. But not only that, I had inseminated her. 

I grabbed her cheek roughly and made her face me. “You tell anyone about this, and I swear, I will kill you.” I then took a handful of her hair and pulled it with all my might to slam her face against a wall. She fell to the floor and tried to collect the blood that now ran from her nose with her palm, albeit unsuccessful. I left the stall and exited the bathroom. The hallways were finally empty. I thought of Megumi, whether or not if I should come visit her. I always liked to sneak into her house when she got home. She didn’t go to cram-school or go to any of her club meetings, she liked to hang out with her friends. Who I absolutely hate. Megumi was mine, not theirs or anybody or that good for nothing boyfriend of hers.

I eventually decided to go home, and as I took the train to my house in Kosaza-cho, I planned how I would rape then kill Megumi Nakagawa.  