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[WARNING ⚠️]
(The story you are about to read contains bondage, rape, etc.)
(This story is for mature audiences (18+) and the erotic scenes are written more explicitly than usual. Expect scenes of over 5000 words later in the story.)
(If you were expecting something safer, so to speak, I don't think this is your kind of story.)
(Now, if you continue reading, it is at your own risk.)
(Enjoy your reading...)
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What if I had the ability to become invisible?
Every man has had that fantasy at least once.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one could see you, you could peek into the girls' changing rooms and bathrooms, touch their bodies and play pranks on them...
I'm sure you've longed for the idea of using those kinds of skills to satisfy your obscenities.
Your deepest desires...
However...
It 's strange to start talking like this, but it's not like I specifically acquired that skill.
Although it's certainly similar. What I've obtained is even more powerful and illegal...
It is truly a skill that allows anything to happen.
If you have this power, for example you could have something like...
The scene that is happening right now before my eyes...
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"Ichinose" "Hmm..."
"Masaya" "Ugh, Ichinose-san's breasts...!"
They're big, soft, and feel good when I massage them...
"I can massage them as much as I want!" During the class explanation, I exclaimed excitedly while proudly caressing the breasts of the girl I admired on my lap.
Normally, if I did something like this in the middle of the classroom, the people around me would be shocked and come to stop me.
But neither the students around me, nor the teacher who was speaking seriously in front of me... no one cared about her or me.
"Ichinose" "Hm...umm..."
And above all, this girl, Ichinose-san, didn't even notice my hand boldly massaging her breasts, concentrating fully on what the teacher was saying and what she was writing and explaining on the blackboard.
"Masaya" "Hehe, Ichinose-san would never dream that I would massage her breasts like this, would she?"
"Ichinose" "..."
"Masaya," Masaya said. "Anyway, you have really big breasts. The biggest of all the girls in the classroom. No, aren't they the biggest in the whole school?"
"Ichinose" "..."
"Masaya" "These big breasts... I can rub them however I want without her noticing. Just this is the best feeling I've ever had in my entire life."
I continued kneading Ichinose-san's breasts. I slipped my fingers into the soft milk through her clothes, crushed it with my palm, and fully enjoyed the sensation.
"Masaya" Ah, I've acquired a really good skill. Haven't I, Ichinose-san?
"Ichinose" "..."
"Masaya" "So, you can't hear my voice. Hahahaha, I know that."
Even though I was laughing out loud like this, nobody could hear me, not even Honami, who was closest to me.
This is because the people here can't recognize my appearance, my voice, my scent, my actions—all of that. It's my ability...
I can manipulate the perceptual abilities of others and obstruct their recognition of "anything I interfere with." The ability to manipulate all perceptions at will... I suppose it could be called "perceptual control . "
"Masaya" "Ichinose-san can't even realize I'm touching her, let alone that I exist." "Oh, those breasts are really beautiful. They feel so heavy in my palm, even through her bra. I can taste them."
"Ichinose" "Ah, I made a mistake here..."
Completely impervious to my lustful caresses, Ichinose-san silently scribbles the contents of the blackboard and the main points of the teacher's talk.
It's good that she's so eager to study, but it makes me feel a little lonely when she's so focused on that aspect of things.
"Masaya" "Alright, it's time for Ichinose-san to get a little excited."
Yes, this is where my ability to seize control of perception really makes sense.
"Masaya" "Look, Ichinose-san. I'