"Nobita, don't worry. As long as you use it carefully, it's still very convenient!" Seeing Nobita's fear, Doraemon patiently explained.
"I don't care! Quickly give me a safer gadget. I don't want to turn into stiff stone!"
"Don't be unreasonable! I'm trying my best to find a solution for you. Ultimately, isn't it your own problem?"
Doraemon angrily placed the box in front of Nobita, aimed at his legs, and pulled the wooden box. A strange beam of light shot out.
"Doraemon, what are you doing?" Nobita screamed in terror.
At the same time, as the petrification effect spread, his fleshy legs had already become as stiff as stone, turning bronze and unable to move.
"My… my legs!!! My legs can't move!"
"Stone legs. They don't hurt at all. It's truly amazing." Nobita's face broke into a continuous smile as he realized he could not feel his legs at all.
He could stand for as long as he wanted without issue.
"This is great! It doesn't matter if I have to stand in punishment every day, hehehehe!"
"Nobita, I didn't take out this gadget for you to rely on it. You should try to avoid being punished by the teacher through your own efforts."
Having seen through his thoughts, Doraemon crossed his arms and frowned, as if he had done something wrong. He hoped it would not cause any trouble.
"Oh! Right, Doraemon, how do I turn this back?" The overjoyed Nobita suddenly remembered a very important question.
He could not be stone for the rest of his life, so he quickly asked.
"You don't have to worry. It's very simple. You just need to pull the snake head to restore it to normal."
Doraemon demonstrated by pulling the snake head on top of the wooden box. Immediately, the sensation in his fleshy legs returned.
The bronze color faded, and he stomped his feet a few times, feeling no discomfort.
Just as Nobita was feeling smug, Nobi Hiroshi, after school, went with Shizuka to a department store in town to do something important.
The selection at the street-side shops was too incomplete. It was difficult to gather all the equipment.
"Hiroshi, why did you bring Tachibana along?"
"Shh, Shizuka, did you forget the promise you made to me? You can't drive other girls away." Nobi Hiroshi leaned closer, speaking like a scoundrel.
His 'wings' could not be tied down. They had to get along well.
"I know, I just care~" Shizuka looked at the shy, curly-haired girl beside her and pouted unhappily.
What was done was done. It was too late to blame him for being a playboy.
Whether mentally or physically, once accustomed, it was impossible to let go. She could only slowly submit.
Little did Shizuka know how much she resented him at that moment, and how grateful she would be in the future.
It was not a gentle cow, but a ferocious dragon plowing the field. The effect was imaginable.
One girl's tight little pussy alone could never handle his massive, tireless cock. Both her fertile and delicate young cunt would be completely ruined if he fucked only her.
The only way to alleviate this was to make the "land area" increasingly vast — by adding more girls to share the brutal pounding and spreading the load between their stretched pussies.
"Ahem, I think this shop will do."
Entering the mall, Nobi Hiroshi spotted the sign for "Secret Garden Lingerie & Stockings" from afar and, relying on his Shota physique, walked in openly.
Since it was a weekday, there were not many people in the store, but there was still some risk. Nobi Hiroshi used mental hypnosis to make them all leave.
The store quickly became empty except for the three of them and the saleslady behind the counter.
"What a cute little brother. Why would he come to a place like this? Is he precocious? Should I be a good person and help him?"
The saleslady watched the cute little brother picking out stockings with hungry eyes. Her chaotic mind was flooded with filthy thoughts.
Oh god, he's so small and adorable… I bet his little cock is already getting hard looking at these slutty stockings.
I want to take him to the back room, pull down his pants, and suck that cute Shota dick until he fills my mouth with thick cum.
Then I'd let him fuck my wet pussy while I moan like a whore… Taking him home would be so risky, but I'm getting soaked just thinking about it.
If I get caught, my record is ruined, but fuck… I really want this little pervert to ruin my pussy instead.
The tempted saleslady bit her lip and sighed regretfully, her thighs pressing together as her panties grew damp.
"Hiroshi-kun, do… do you really like these kinds of things?" Tachibana pursed her lips, looking at the dazzling array of products.
Her face flushed with embarrassment.
The store's decor was elegant, and under the soft lighting, various sexy lingerie, crotchless panties, garter belts, and sheer stockings were neatly displayed on exquisite shelves.
The girl, who had never seen such a grand display of slutty underwear, felt subtly uneasy after entering, sensing that the air was thick with the faint scent of sex and feminine arousal.
"Of course, these are all works of art. Tachibana will look beautiful wearing them too." His gaze roamed among the shelves, finally settling on a row of colorful stockings.
The boy walked lightly. His fingers gently slid over the packaging of a pair of white cat-paw stockings, as if he had found the perfect piece of art.
"How about this one? Shizuka, do you want to try it…" His eyes sparkled with anticipation as Nobi Hiroshi turned to look at Sweet Girl.
"O-okay…" The girl nodded, took the cat-paw white stockings, and scurried into the fitting room.
Next, Hiroshi picked up a pair of black stockings with lace edges. He unfolded the stockings, holding them up to the light to carefully examine their texture and details.
His movements were elegant and meticulous, as if he were handling a precious treasure.
"Tachibana, do you want to try them?" Nobi Hiroshi said sincerely, then gently squeezed the girl's small hand. A mischievous smile appeared on his face.
"I… I can…" The girl responded clumsily, reaching out to grasp the black stockings she had never worn before.
She nervously lowered her head, not daring to look Hiroshi directly in the eye.
Under the soft lighting, Tachibana sat in the changing room, preparing to put on the black stockings.
Having no experience, she carefully unfolded the stockings, lifting a corner of her short skirt, revealing the fair and rosy curve of her skin wrapped in blue and white panties.
Thanks to the hot weather, not many girls were willing to wear that stuffy layer of safety shorts.
After much fumbling, Tachibana lifted one slender white leg, just about to put on the stocking, when the curtain beside her was suddenly pulled open by a small hand.
"Tachibana, are you not ready yet? Or maybe I can help you." The helpful Nobi Hiroshi ran in, speaking gently.
An inexperienced girl needed guidance, so this was a very reasonable thing to do.
"Then I'll trouble you." Tachibana stiffly turned sideways, nodded, and handed over the stockings in her hand.
Shyly and timidly, she avoided Nobi Hiroshi's devouring gaze, while secretly delighted in her heart.
"It's nothing. I'm not tired at all." Nobi Hiroshi, muttering to himself, took the stockings, looked at them for a moment, and then his fingertips gently held her soft ankle.
Softly and steadily, he slowly rolled the stocking upwards, along her smooth ankle, her slightly plump thigh, leaving traces of his fingertips everywhere.
"Mm-hmm…" Tachibana sat quietly, feeling the warmth of his fingertips and the silkiness of the stockings.
Her flustered heart was not calm. Her nimble eyes darted around, and she subconsciously fiddled with the hem of her skirt.
Her gaze fell on Hiroshi's focused face, and a warm current surged in her heart. The girl liked such careful movements, which made her feel cherished and cared for.
Nobi Hiroshi's movements were very slow, as he did not want to miss any detail.
He carefully pulled the stockings above her knees, then up her thighs, until they perfectly conformed to her legs. After putting on one, he started on the other.
Tachibana's heart rate subtly quickened, and the moisture stored in her body began to drain.
Her blue and white panties quickly became soaked, the fabric turning noticeably darker and wetter, especially clear to Hiroshi, who was squatting on the ground right in front of her.
A large wet spot was spreading across her crotch. Ah, just having stockings put on her legs was already making her little pussy drip like this…
If it were anything else, he would not even dare to imagine. Scenes of flash floods and tsunamis would come to mind.
Shizuka was merely a small mountain stream, far inferior to Tachibana, and even Aunt Tamako, whom he had met, was still a bit lacking in comparison.
"Cough, cough, alright Tachibana, go look in the mirror yourself." Finally, both stockings were on.
Nobi Hiroshi stepped back, admiring his "work," and successfully restrained the overwhelming desire to shove his thick cock into her soaked little pussy and fuck her raw, which was extremely difficult.
"Thank you, Hiroshi." Tachibana stood up and twirled. The stockings perfectly fitted to her slender legs. Her smile carried a hint of shyness and satisfaction.
One black, one white, like the soul-reaping envoys of the underworld. Nobi Hiroshi's gaze constantly swept between Tachibana and Shizuka, lingering hungrily on their legs.
One could only say it was hard to distinguish who was better.
The specific outcome would depend on practical combat — which girl's tight little pussy could take his cock the longest and hardest.
The side whose stockings and panties ended up the dirtiest and creamiest with cum would achieve ultimate victory.
Walking to the checkout, Nobi Hiroshi quickly selected a bag of firearms and paid.
By the way, he bought a new clean and refreshing pair of underwear for Tachibana. As for the original soaked panties, he reluctantly accepted them as a trophy.
"Tachibana, remember to come over this weekend, and bring the gift I bought for you."
"O-okay..." Tachibana tightly hugged the newly bought stockings. Her face filled with anticipation and confusion, but mostly shyness.
What she anticipated was Hiroshi inviting her to play this weekend. What confused her was why she absolutely had to wear the gift.
Its purpose was somewhat perplexing. What made her shy was that her holy relic had been taken by him, and it was soaking wet.
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