Saimin Regulation

Extra Arc 5: Academy Floor Interview-Arc

Author Note:

This time the perspective changes in the middle.

I walked to my school which had none of its normal students present.

Entrance exams, is ithow bittersweet.

The season for entrance exams had also arrived at my school.

Even right now, there were examinees who were in the middle of taking the test to enrol into my school.

It has been decided that some of the students who pass will be selected according to my criteria. In order to make that choice, I have regretfully come to school on a holiday.

Now then, what kind of students were there?

The students who I had my eyes on from their ID Photos in advance were currently gathered in a special classroom.

Although there was no doubt that they had pretty much passed, I wanted to have fun with them before that.

I stood in front of that special classroom and opened the door.

Im entering.

Ah, Master. Welcome!

Kokoro happily ran up to me when she saw me at the rooms entrance.

In the dreary classroom where the chairs had been cleared away, I was able to confirm Kokoro, who had rushed to me, as well as 5 female students I had never seen before, all of whom were standing still and unmoving.

I have lined everyone up. They have also completed the Hypnotic Test.

How was it?

They are healthy. Although a light one, I have also given them a medical check up. I have taken their blood samples, and the necessary background checks have also been completed. It was all thanks to the hospital that Master prepared for the pregnant women.

For the sake of this, Kokoro has been working since morning.

She had just prepared breakfast and was about to head out when I woke up, so I really appreciate her efforts.

Kokoro, go take a good sleep.

Yes! Thank you very much for your concern!

I placed my hand on Kokoros shoulder.

While lovingly looking at that hand, Kokoro gently placed both of her hands atop of it and tilted her neck.

Youre in the way.

M-My apologies.

Driving Kokoro away, I decided to gaze at the prepared female students.

Right there was five notably beautiful students among the examinees.

Perhaps because they were in a hypnotic state, their eyes were deprived of light, and their entire body had lost strength as they swayed unsteadily.

Five people, huh? I want to partner with all of them, though. Well, lets do this in order.

Standing in front of the five, I decided to fixatedly stare at them.

The girls, who were beautifully lined up like mannequins, did not show even a single reaction even when I brought my face so close to them that I could lick them.

I tried to grope their breasts from atop of the uniform that was prepared for the exam.

Its still quite stiff huh?

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Although the girl whose breasts were groped responded with a *twitch*, thats all she did.

Im glad that the girls who were here were already my playmates.

Although its not bad gazing at them just like this as though they were a collection, I really do have to play with my toys, huh?

Brushing the hair of the unmoving girl, I tried to have myself reflected in her eyes, as though usurping it.

Female Perspective

My name is Shizuka. Today, I was receiving an interview at Reisei Academy.

Perhaps because I was nervous, my head more dazed than usual, and I was a little sleepy.

Upon looking down, I could tell that my chest, which was a little bigger than most peoples, and my slightly-too-long black hair swayed together.

As I originally had a face that could be called absent-minded, I needed to pull myself together a little.

I wonder why?

Please enter.

Ah, yes!

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the interview room as a mans voice called out to me from inside of the classroom. As such, I opened the door and entered.

Please excuse me.

Inside of the classroom was but a single male interviewer. Rather than saying that this person was young, it was more like his age didnt feel like it was that different from mine.

Other than that, there were a few props gathered, and right next to me was

ah, I need to change.

Thats right. [When in the interview room, I have to change into the interview attire.]

I saw the interview outfit placed on top of the desk that was right next to the door.

Right nowI will change.

Yes, because this is an interview, see. Please change into that swimsuit.

There was also a mirror, making it easy to change my clothes.

I need to change clothes here.

Placing my hands on the buttons of my uniform, I slowly removed them one by one.

I dont mind if you take it slowly. Theres plenty of time, you see.

Yesthank you very much.

In front of the mirror, I first took off my uniform blazer, leaving me in a Y-shirt. Its embarrassing that, because I came with black underwear, they could be seen through the Y-shirt.

The interviewer was constantly looking at me as I changed. Its likely that this was also part of the exam.

Unbuttoning my Y-shirt, I opened it from the chest, allowing it to fall to the floor.

Is that transparent lace underwear?

Well, Im taking the enrolment examI thought that I should put some spirit into it

Haha, some people are like that, arent they?

I became embarrassed by my childish reasoning. As though trying to hide this, I placed my hands against my skirt and stripped so I was in just my underwear.

I had a complex about my larger than average breast-size, but it ended up becoming even more noticeable when viewing my entire body from in front of the large mirror.

Lets also take off my underwear as soon as possible.

Haha!

Upon taking off my brassiere, my chests bounced around like pudding. As my nether regions had yet to sprout any hair, I dont think there was any reason for me to be particularly disadvantaged in this interview.

Well then, I would like you to don that interview outfit, but

this, may I ask how to put it on?

The interview outfit was a swimsuit with very little cloth. I also felt that the size was bigtoo big for me.

This, you see, is worn by making your nipples stand up and catching the cloth with them. If you do so, then it wont fall off of the chest.

Eh, stand up?

Thats no good. It would seem that your nipples arent standing.

I became flustered. If things stay like this, then I might be given demerits.

U-Um?

Its fine. After all, for such girls, I will make them stand up.

In saying that, the interviewer approached me, stroking my bare skin directly.

I felt a little ticklish and something akin to a chill as my entire body stiffened.

While the interviewers hand stroked me as though tracing the lines of my body, he lifted my breasts as though to support them.

Hyaah!!

He licked my nipples.

As though he were lapping up ice cream, he licked my nipples again and again, and sucked them. He also playfully nibbled them.

Ahah-

You know, its good to knead them with your fingertips like this. You just pinch them to an extent that it doesnt hurt.

Somehowits like theyre being squeezed

It was kind of scary to be touched by the interviewer, but my body became hot and I started to grow dazed.

I wonder why?

And then theyll become erect like this, see?

Kyaah!

The interview held the interview outfit that was the bikini between his fingers and decisively hooked it around my nipples.

While receiving a tingling sensation, I was able to wear the interview outfit as it was caught on my nipples.

Well then, I shall also do the bottom part for you.

Eh, waifor the bottom part, I canhyaaaaah!!!

The interviewer forcibly pulled on the string-like swimsuit, as though it were a high-leg swimsuit, and dressed me.

As the swimsuit dug into my pssy and butt, the tingling sensation and feeling of unknown nature once again flowed into me.

Fuahah-

This should do it. Please sit in that chair.

Noticing that drool was spilling from my mouth, I panicked and quickly concealed it. How embarrassing.

Perhaps finding that funny, the interviewer stifled a small laugh.

Please excuse me.

Just as the interviewer said, I sat in the chair before his eyes.

Yup, you have good posture. Its proof that youve been taught properly.

Yes, I have to spread my legs, firmly unfold my pssy and display it, after all.

As I was worried about whether or not the interviewer could see it, I corrected my posture a bit and used both hands to spread my pssy over and over again.

Arent you embarrassed?

I am fine. Because the interview outfit has string panties, its properly being covered.

In that case, shall we start the interview? Please tell me the reason why you applied for this school.

While saying this, the interviewer removed his pants and showed off his erect dck.

I became surprised at the horror of the dck that I saw for the first time. I was scared since it looked like it was *twitching* and wriggling as though it were a separate organism.

Well then, please go ahead. Do you know how to?

Yesfor my reason in applying here, I need to place your dck on top of my tongue and say it as though talking into a microphone.

Haha, indeed.

I opened my mouth and stretched out my tongue.

The interviewer placed his dck on top of my tongue with a *flop*. That hot member that seemed to possess a fever caused a masculine scent to drift to me just from being atop my tongue.

Mai mohif foh wanhing hu go hu dis scool ith becauth I thin I can deelo maihelth heah (My motive for wanting to go to this school is because I think I can develop myself here)

When I declared my reason for applying here, my breath hit the interviewers dck, causing it to tremble adorably.

As the interviewer shifted his body a little, I became desperate so that the dck wouldnt fall off and struggled to roll my tongue to the side.

Perhaps seeing this, the interviewer pushed forward a little, causing his dck to enter into my mouth.

Fabh!! Nn, mm

I suppose that he was kindly caring for me so that I wouldnt drop his dck.

In the meantime, I finished stated my reason for applying and cleared the first barrier.

Such a wonderful reason for applying. This interview can be said to have been passed.

I-Is that so?

The interviewer kept his dck away and applauded.

I, somehow regretfully, stared at his dck. For some reason, my body has become hot and, even though I know its rude, I cant tear my eyes off of it.

It seems that the reality hasnt sunk in yet.

M-My apologies. I am unable to calm down until I receive the results of this examination

Then, shall I give you my seal of approval so that you can rest easy?

Ehwill you really!?

I inadvertently ended up in high spirits from the suggestion that I had never gotten from any interviewer other than this one.

If I could get the seal of approval, then that naturally means that Ive already been enrolled.

Indeed, I will.

Will you really [press your dck inside of my womb, pour the semen ink inside] and give me your stamp of approval?

Yes, of course. In order for that to happen, you understand what you need to do, yes?

I hurriedly shifted the lower part of the interview outfit. The reason why it is a string is because it serves the function of shifting to the side so that insertion is made possible.

The interviewer was chuckling to himself, but he wasnt fooling around. It seems that he was really going to insert his dck inside of me.

T-Thank you very much. Please press your dck stamp against my womb.

Then lets get right into it.

The interviewers body drew closer as he rubbed my pssy with that big dck of his.

He was sluggishly fidgeting around. I want him to quickly insert it and be reassured already. 

It would seem that the interviewer saw right through how I was restlessly staring fixatedly on his dck.

Ah, its entering, its enteringah-

Along with words of expectation, I firmly confirmed that the interviewers dck had entered my vagina.

As it was my first time, there was a stomach-oppressing pain. I felt the foreign body *jerking* as it entered into me, as well as a little bit of discomfort.

But more than that, the feeling of wanting all of it to be inserted and be reassured won out, causing strength to gather at my waist.

Nnhaahhaah

Not even half of it is in yet, you know?

Ill befine! Please!

Ill have him stamp his seal of approval. Thats why Ive been studying for the enrolment exam for the past year, after all.

The interviewer clutched my butt with both hands and raised my body up so that insertion would be easier.

The insides of my vagina instinctively tried to push back the *squelching* penis that slipped in as though trying to scoop me out.

However, his dck was powerful, forcibly entering deeper inside.

Itskah..its inaah!!

I was so moved that I began to shed tears. With this, Ive passed.

The interviewer also shared my joy with a gloating expression.

Not yet, the the ink still needs to seep in.

Ah, t-thatsrighkyahn, kyaaaaah!!!

The interviewer moved his dck back and forth in order to release the ink.

I raised a pathetic shriek from the shock of having the back of my stomach slammed.

But, rather than pain, a deep joy and pleasure that filled me from somewhere surged through my entire body.

Ahah, hyaaaah!!

Youve got a pretty good body, there. With this, it seems like Ill be able to stamp the seal soon.

T-Thank you very muhyahn, aaaah!!

The sound of our flesh colliding against each other could be heard. The mans body was so stiff that it seemed like he would crush me.

But taking that as completely blissful, my body embraced it as though having that done were but a females instinct.

How is it?

I-It kindafeels gooood!! Stronger, please do it stronghyaaaah!!!

Thats good. Even after enrolling, there will be opportunities to get another stamp.

If I enrol, then Ill be able to get the stamp again.

Thinking this, my pssy tightened with a *twitch*, lovingly grasping his dck and refusing to separate with it.

Caring not for such antics, the mans dck rubbed back and forth countless times, making my lower body numb.

I love it! I love stamps! More, please give me more!!

Haha, if you try just a little harder, than the ink will be released.

Release itplease release it!! Please release lots of it and let me enrolaaaaaaaahhh!!!

As I accepted that mysterious sensation that circled throughout my entire body, the insides of my head turned white.

I involuntarily wrapped my arms around the interviewer, hugging him. My body, which did not want to let go of his dck, moved on its own.

I-Im sorr

I do not mind. If Im to be hugged because you are so moved, then it does not feel at all unpleasant.

Hyahthen

Here, with this, you pass.

While I was feeling relieved, his dck thrust into me with remarkable vigour.

In that instant, the mans dck trembled, pouring and *spewing* semen into my vagina.

AhaahAAAAAAAAAGGAAAAAAGGAAH!!!

The white insides of my head were further muddled, as I accepted the hot liquid that was poured into me.

My whole body stiffened from nervousness, as my *clattering* body rampaged for the first time since I was born.

The interviewer firmly restrained me, ensuring that the ink wouldnt spill out.

Mamaih apohloghigah

Haha, I do not mind. Its your first time, so its only natural that I support you.

Losing consciousness for but a moment, the mans figure was reflected in my flickering vision.

While grinning in a slightly mean manner, the interviewer remained inserted, not pulling out so that the ink would seep in.

As for me, after feeling happiness towards my first time passing, I exposed a pathetic face. Upon peering at the mirror that was placed for the purpose of changing clothes, I looked like a completely different person when compared to before the interview.

YesI have already enrolled, so Ive become a new me.

Uum-

Whats the matter?

Would it beok if you, did it one more time?

haha, yes, indeed! You wouldnt be reassured after just doing it once, after all.

The interviewer is so kind. I could tell that the dck, which was still inserted, was expanding inside of my still murky pssy once again.