Something in my head clicked. Ah, perfect. The one and only, 100% unique personal style of Yamada Hifumi, Super High School Level Doujin Author, has been completed. All the elements are here. Nothing out of place. Carrying on, then. I took a deep breath, and began a leisurely walk. Why rush? No reason to rush, except perhaps to avoid a certain hall monitor from lecturing me about the importance of being punctual. What did he know? From the moment we'd been accepted into Hope's Peak, our lives were set. Even people who fail there do well in life! Ah, but he would never understand like I did. There was no point in running about; besides, running would make me sweat, and then my Limited Edition Justice Robo™ Boxers would be stained, and that would be no good! Well, technically speaking they weren't boxers...my somewhat extraordinary girth had stretched them, but now they were a form fitting sleek thong. What could be more appropriate, really?
I considered the person who had been this body before. Had I essentially committed soul murder, by taking over their body? It was a strange feeling, however. It felt like they were still there, but they were also me, and they were glad to let this happen. I felt sorry, but something like assurance came through. They seemed to be okay with it. Happy, even. I assured myself that I would do enough living for the both of us.
Speaking of which, there was plenty of that to do. Stories to write, doujins to draw, misguided citizens to educate. The life of a Super High School Level Doujin Author wasn't an easy one, but it was one I, and the person I had been, relished. There was always work to do, and I was glad of that. It was a good day to become me.
rushed ending because of irl stuff. i'll collect them together into a submission and do a proper ending tomorrow. hope you liked watching me masturbate over myself
also i will never use ultimate
I considered the person who had been this body before. Had I essentially committed soul murder, by taking over their body? It was a strange feeling, however. It felt like they were still there, but they were also me, and they were glad to let this happen. I felt sorry, but something like assurance came through. They seemed to be okay with it. Happy, even. I assured myself that I would do enough living for the both of us.
Speaking of which, there was plenty of that to do. Stories to write, doujins to draw, misguided citizens to educate. The life of a Super High School Level Doujin Author wasn't an easy one, but it was one I, and the person I had been, relished. There was always work to do, and I was glad of that. It was a good day to become me.
rushed ending because of irl stuff. i'll collect them together into a submission and do a proper ending tomorrow. hope you liked watching me masturbate over myself
also i will never use ultimate
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