Due to my parents' circumstances, I had to transfer schools suddenly. The uniforms didn't arrive in time, so I continued wearing my old school's uniform. Living in the city for the first time, I found the commute to school quite long. I boarded the 7:23 train, sitting in the third car from the front. As I pondered whether I could navigate the transfers without getting lost, I felt something pressing against my backside. Was it just my imagination, or was someone groping me? Oh no, it's a molester! In the city, there really are molesters... What should I do? I'm too scared to look at their face, and I can't even make a sound... Is it getting worse? Their fingers are inside my panties... This is too much, I'm feeling aroused... I can't let this continue... They're even groping my breasts now. Is this too bold? Will anyone notice? I don't want anyone to know I'm enjoying this... The molestation continued until I got off at my stop, and the molester left at the same station. I was more filled with pleasure than fear. It felt like a special, thrilling time just between me and that person. Even during class, I couldn't stop thinking about the molestation and touching myself. The next day, I boarded the train at the same time and car, hoping the molester would return. There they were, with the same ring... The train was less crowded, and everyone was asleep. The molestation escalated even further... What? Are they going to penetrate me here? This is too much... I'm so aroused... I'm being molested by a stranger, and I can't make a sound. Everyone is around, and I'm being secretly penetrated and creampied. I'm so aroused... The new uniform arrived, and once I started wearing it, the molestation stopped completely. Was it because the uniform wasn't to their liking? I later found out the reason. On a day when my homeroom teacher was absent, I saw the substitute teacher for the first time. That ring... Was the molester my substitute teacher? They didn't know I was a student at their school. But they stopped molestation because they were scared of the new uniform. I called the teacher and asked them to have sex with me in the classroom as a way to keep quiet. The molestation on the train wasn't enough; I wanted more stimulation. The next day, I hoped my substitute teacher would molestation me again. There they were, pressing against my back. But their touch felt different... I turned around slightly... Who is this? I'm being molested by a stranger. The teacher must have been scared and left. It seems they passed my information to a molestation club. But it doesn't matter who it is, as long as they can arouse me... Since then, I've been enjoying molestation with various men on the 7:23 train, third car from the front.
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