Chapter 59: Chapter 58 - At school at night
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"Misaki, from today onwards, you will act according to my instructions."
Yamashita Ginta, his eyes glowing red beneath his glasses, wore an eerie smile as he declared this. Misaki, unable to defy Yamashita's command, began to act precisely as he intended.
"Understood..." Misaki nodded, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Three nights from now, come to school at night. And in front of me, defecate. Until then, you will be constipated."
"Huh? There's no way I can do that..." Misaki's face turned bright red.
"It's fine. You're under my hypnosis, after all." Yamashita smirked.
Three nights later, Misaki went out wearing only a one-piece dress. Since she wasn't wearing underwear, her nipples hardened with every step, attracting the gaze of passersby.
Misaki must have been filled with anxiety. She had never even considered defecating in public; her steps were heavy. But under the power of hypnosis, she couldn't defy Yamashita's words.
Upon arriving at school, Yamashita was waiting at the main gate.
"Well met. Come, let's go." Yamashita took Misaki's hand. As they walked through the campus, Misaki was conscious of her surroundings.
"Do I really have to do it?" Misaki asked nervously.
"It's fine. You'll just move according to my command." Yamashita smirked again.
"Here." Yamashita led her to the center of the road inside the main gate. The deserted school at night exuded an eerie atmosphere.
"Now, begin. Your constipation is now completely cured. In fact, the urge to defecate will be unbearable." Yamashita said to Misaki. Misaki, though teary-eyed, lifted the skirt of her one-piece. Her white, beautiful buttocks were exposed.
Misaki's face was sweaty and pale. She seemed to be desperately enduring something with her entire body. Her expression was one of pain and earnestness, on the verge of reaching her limit of endurance. It was the culmination of prolonged mental anguish and the accompanying physical tension. She had held back defecation to the very last moment. Her endurance had now reached its breaking point. Her body instinctively craved release.
"Come on, hurry up. You shouldn't be able to hold it in any longer." Yamashita moved behind Misaki. Misaki, trembling with fear, slowly opened her mouth.
"Ah..." She hugged her knees with both hands, curling her body, as if enduring great pain, she trembled. The wrinkles of her anal hole began to protrude.
"Bu-u-u-bu-bu-u-u-u-u" Misaki's farts echoed through the night school.
"Stinks! There's a farting woman!" Yamashita's mocking voice.
And finally, Misaki's anal wrinkles flattened as a tremendously thick stool emerged.
"Bubo... Buriburi-buri..."
And then, finally, the limit was broken. Misaki's body trembled violently, and her face showed a mixed expression of pain and liberation. From her anus, a thick, healthy, bumpy stool flowed out with force.
"Michimichi-michi... Buriburi-buri... Michomicho-buryu" It was a powerful flow, as if something that had been suppressed for a long time was suddenly released.
With a tremendous sound, thick, healthy stool flowed from Misaki's body. The sound echoed through the night school, a piercing noise that broke the silence. It wasn't just the sound of defecation, but like a scream of liberation, beyond the limits of what she had endured for a long time.
"...Don't look..." Misaki mumbled in a hoarse voice. She didn't want her bowel movements to be seen. The sight was too humiliating, too shameful for her. She was desperately trying to protect her dignity.
However, her wish was not granted. Yamashita's voice echoed.
"What a disgrace! The student council president, shitting a thick turd in a place like this! How pathetic!" Yamashita's voice was full of mockery. He seemed to be enjoying Misaki's pain as an object of ridicule. His words hurt Misaki's heart even more deeply. She felt her own weakness acutely.
"...I'm sorry..." Misaki mumbled softly. She was deeply ashamed of her actions. However, her body, regardless of her will, instinctively continued to defecate.
"The dignified student council president, spreading her butt cheeks and shitting a huge amount of smelly poop in the school building at night..." Yamashita's mockery grew even more intense. His words echoed throughout the corridor, deeply gouging Misaki's heart. She felt as if her very existence was being denied. She could no longer do anything. She could only watch as her body instinctively continued to defecate.
The moonlight illuminated Misaki's damp hair. Her face was wet with tears and filled with sadness. She keenly felt her own weakness.
"Fuhahaha! Look! Look at this scene!" Misaki was squatting, trembling. The faint moonlight illuminated her sweaty skin. After the intense bowel movement, another physiological urge now assailed her. She was on the verge of reaching her limit of endurance.
And then, finally, it began.
"Jobobobobobobo..." With tremendous force, urine flowed from Misaki's body. It was an overwhelming torrent, as if a dam had burst.
Misaki's face contorted, and she curled her body into a small ball. She was deeply ashamed of this situation. However, her body, regardless of her will, instinctively continued to urinate.
"Hey, hey, she's even starting to urinate without being asked!" Yamashita's mocking voice. His voice was cold and cruel, and it hurt Misaki's heart even more deeply.
He seemed to be enjoying Misaki's pain as an object of ridicule. Misaki couldn't answer Yamashita's voice at all.
"Exposing such a shameful sight in a place like this... The student council president, how pathetic!" Yamashita's mockery grew even more intense.
"...I'm truly the worst..." Misaki mumbled softly.
Misaki, with trembling hands, tried to clean up her excrement spread on the cold road. Clasping a wet tissue and trying to wipe away the filth, her gesture was desperate and somewhat tragic. After the intense defecation, her body was utterly exhausted. Nevertheless, she had a strong will to clean up this filth. Her strong desire to restore this place to its original state moved her body.
However, her efforts were in vain. Yamashita's mockery came from behind her.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't clean it up." Yamashita's voice was cold and cruel, and it hurt Misaki's heart even more deeply.
"...Why...?" Misaki asked in a hoarse voice.
"Tomorrow morning, it's going to be a big commotion. Let all the students see your smelly, dirty bowel movement." Yamashita's words deeply gouged Misaki's heart. He was trying to expose Misaki's shame in front of the entire student body.
"There's no name written on it, so no one will know, right?"
"Noooo..." Yamashita's words brought deep despair to Misaki's heart.
Misaki collapsed onto the cold asphalt.
The next morning, the school building was in an uproar. A crowd had gathered on the road leading from the main gate, and murmurs and rumors were flying around. Misaki's excrement from yesterday had been discovered. Someone had found it, and rumors spread like wildfire among all the students. Misaki watched the scene from a distance, her hands trembling. Her face was pale, and her lips were a bloodless purple. She was deeply ashamed of her actions. But at the same time, she keenly felt her own powerlessness.
And at the center of the commotion, Yamashita wore a cruel smile. He was the mastermind behind this uproar, and the one causing Misaki's suffering. His goal was to utterly humiliate Misaki. And he was steadily achieving that goal.
"Misaki!" Yamashita's voice reached Misaki's ears. He approached Misaki and, with a cruel smile, said, "I'm entrusting the closing ceremony speech to you."
"...What... what are you talking about?" Misaki asked in a trembling voice. She couldn't understand Yamashita's intentions.
"With a thick anal vibrator inserted into your ass. Give your speech just like that." Yamashita's words chilled Misaki's heart. It was an unimaginable humiliation and terror.
"That alone probably won't be enough, so shove a textured vibrator into your pussy too."
Misaki couldn't answer Yamashita's cruel smile. She could only keenly feel her own powerlessness. And in her heart, deep despair spread. At the closing ceremony, on stage, in front of the entire student body, she would have to give a humiliating speech. It would remain an unforgettable, dark memory in her life.