Chapter 2

"It's gotten bigger again! Does it hurt?" She reached out and touched me there, then gasped. "Ah, it's so hot."

The moment her soft, delicate little hand made contact, my blood surged and my entire body burned.

"Don't—don't touch." The sensation nearly made me lose control, and I instinctively moved her hand away.

Arielle looked like a little rabbit who'd done something wrong, gazing at me meekly. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Seeing her so adorably clueless, I was overjoyed inside and decided to guide her properly.

"You did hurt me. So what do you think you should do about it?"

Arielle's face crumpled in grievance. "I didn't mean to. What do you want me to do?"

Summoning my courage, I took off my pants, leaving just my boxers on.

"I have a tumor here. If you use your mouth to help me hold it, the pain will go away."

After I said that, Arielle stared at me with wide-eyed curiosity. Seeing the bulge in my boxers, she couldn't help but say, "Your tumor really is huge. Feel mine—it's completely flat, nothing there."

I swallowed hard and reached my hand down below her waist.

It was soft and tender, especially the slit—so tight that one touch told me it had never been opened.

I pushed my finger inside, pressing hard.

Arielle's cheeks suddenly flushed, and a sweet, breathy moan escaped her lips.

"Ah, that feels so good. My whole body feels hot."

This girl might be simple, but she still had all the right physical reactions. I was over the moon.

I pulled my hand out and pretended to be clueless. "There's really nothing there."

Then I went ahead and took off my boxers. An enormous length suddenly sprang free, standing right in front of Arielle's eyes.

"Be a good girl, Arielle. Help me suck it. Suck it out, and the pain will go away."

Arielle stared at it in shock, then slowly crouched down, her little face inching closer.

I could feel the warmth of her breath. My heart pounded with nervousness, my whole body aching with tension.

Even though I'd often done it myself, I was still a virgin—I'd never experienced anything like this before.

As Arielle moved closer, my legs went weak and started trembling.

Just as she was about to make contact, she suddenly stood up and refused, shaking her head.

"Your tumor looks really scary. And it smells weird. I don't want to suck it."

Seeing her so determined to say no, I felt a wave of disappointment. All I could do was coax her patiently. "Are you really going to just watch me suffer? Help me suck it, and I'll buy you ice cream, okay?"

At the mention of ice cream, Arielle's face lit up with excitement.

"Arielle loves ice cream the most. I want Ben & Jerry's."

Ben & Jerry's only costs a few bucks. Spend a little on ice cream, and in return get the service of that little mouth? Such a bargain.

I pulled out my phone and quickly ordered a cup.

Before long, the ice cream arrived. Arielle wrapped her little lips around the ice cream stick, and the sight of her like that made my whole body burn—I wanted her to wrap them around me just the same.

As she swallowed, her chest rose and fell. Those round, full mounds bounced with every lick.

I reached out and grabbed one. A soft, springy sensation filled my palm—it felt absolutely incredible.

Arielle flinched backward. "You're so naughty. I'm just eating my ice cream, and you're already messing with me."

I mimicked her tone. "Arielle, do you have tumors there too? Look at me—it's completely flat. Nothing at all."

To my surprise, she lifted her shirt, and two pale pink, plump bunnies popped out. She hadn't been wearing anything underneath.

"I have two tumors here too," she said. "You suck mine, and I'll suck yours."