Jevie / ジェヴィー - TSF 69 Spoil a Model Chairman(203P)
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※サンプル画像はdiscordに参加することで確認できるようになります※Sample images of characters can be viewed by joining Discord【Story】At the university’s main gate, the elegant woman spotted the committee chairman and immediately brightened, rushing over to link her arm with his.
“I finally found you. I’m your girlfriend, right?”
“…What?”
He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses.
The woman standing before him had, until yesterday, been a male delinquent who smoked behind the campus buildings. Yet she remembered none of it. Not being a man. Not being a delinquent. The only thing she seemed certain of was that she was his girlfriend.
“You really remember nothing?”
“Remember what?”
Frustrated, he reached toward the front of her blouse to check whether there was any sign of what had happened.
“Pervert!”
“No, wait, I’m just—”
Flustered, she grabbed a golden orb from her bag and threw it.
It struck his chest.
The orb burst into golden light.
Heat raced across his shoulders, torso, waist, and legs, sinking beneath his skin. His knees weakened as an overwhelming drowsiness swallowed him.
Then came the dream.
He stood on the university grounds at night.
When he raised his hand, he saw slender fingers and bronze skin.
His chest had become full and distinctly feminine. His waist was narrow, while his hips and thighs curved with unfamiliar softness.
In the dark glass of a nearby window, someone else stared back.
Honey-blonde hair. Heavy bangs. Amber eyes. A flashy, glamorous gyaru.
“…Me?”
Even his voice was higher.
A blond man approached from behind.
A hand settled on his shoulder, then guided his arm and steadied his waist.
Each touch made the difference impossible to ignore.
Smaller shoulders.
Softer arms.
A lighter frame.
Everything about his body responded differently now, forcing him to recognize that the body in the dream was completely female.
“Stop…”
Even that protest came out in a soft feminine voice.
The world flashed white.
He woke with a gasp.
An unfamiliar room.
The elegant woman’s room.
Apparently, she had carried him there after he collapsed.
He immediately checked himself.
Male hands.
Male arms.
A flat chest.
“It was just a dream…”
Relief lasted only a second.
Golden light began glowing beneath his skin.
“No way…”
His shoulders drew inward, narrowing as his shirt slipped loose.
The hard definition in his arms softened. His wrists became slender, his fingers longer and finer.
His viewpoint dropped.
He was shrinking.
His trousers loosened around his waist as his ribcage contracted and his midsection tightened.
Then his hips widened.
His balance shifted.
His thighs softened, and the line from waist to legs became unmistakably feminine.
“It’s the same as the dream…”
Heat gathered in his chest.
The front of his shirt slowly lifted outward.
A small curve formed, then grew steadily fuller, reshaping his entire upper body.
His short black hair began to lengthen.
Past his ears.
Past his shoulders.
Down his back.
When it reached his waist, the color changed from the roots outward—black to brown, then into vivid honey-blonde.
His bangs thickened, while the ends curled outward in broad, soft waves.
His dark brown eyes melted into amber.
Then his skin began changing.
Bronze spread from his neck across his chest, arms, stomach, hips, and legs until his entire body carried a warm, sun-kissed tone.
His face followed.
His jaw narrowed.
His cheeks softened.
His eyes grew larger.
The stern features of the committee chairman disappeared beneath the glamorous face of the gyaru from his dream.
Finally, his clothes dissolved into golden particles.
In their place appeared a white cropped top, a short jacket ending beneath the chest, a double-frilled checked skirt, and loose white socks.
He stared at the mirror.
The woman from the dream stared back.
“…I really became her…”
The elegant woman stirred awake.
Their eyes met.
The former chairman flushed and pushed his black-rimmed glasses back into place.
“…Don’t stare.”
That small habit was the only thing left that still looked like yesterday’s chairman.【ストーリー】大学の正門前。
委員長を見つけたお嬢様は、ぱっと顔を輝かせ、そのまま駆け寄って腕を絡めた。
「やっと見つけた。私、あなたの彼女でしょう？」
「……は？」
委員長は黒縁眼鏡を押し上げる。
目の前の少女は、昨日まで校舎裏で煙草をふかしていた金髪の男子不良だったはずだ。だが本人には、男だった記憶も、不良だった記憶もない。ただ「自分は委員長の彼女だ」という認識だけが、当然のように残っている。
「本当に覚えてないのか？」
「何を？」
問い詰めても首を傾げるだけ。
委員長は確かめるつもりでブラウスの胸元へ手を伸ばし、ボタンを少し開いた。
「エッチ！」
「違う、これは確認を――」
真っ赤になったお嬢様が、バッグから金色の球を取り出して投げる。
球は委員長の胸に命中した。
ぱん、と弾けた金色の光が全身へ這う。
「な……」
肩、胸、腹、腰、脚。
皮膚の内側まで熱が染み込み、猛烈な眠気が襲った。
膝が崩れる。
そして夢を見た。
夜の大学。
手を上げると、細い褐色の指。
胸元には大きな丸み。
腰は細く、尻と太腿は柔らかな女性の曲線を描いている。
窓ガラスに映ったのは、厚い前髪のハニーブロンド、琥珀色の瞳、派手な服を着たギャルだった。
「……俺？」
声まで高い。
そこへ金髪の男子学生が現れた。
肩へ触れられる。
腕を取られる。
腰を支えられる。
そのたび、自分の身体が今までとはまったく違う感覚を返してくる。
細い肩。
柔らかな腕。
軽い腰。
触れられることで、自分が女性の身体になっていることだけが鮮明に分かる。
「やめろ……」
そう言った声すら、弱く甘い女の声だった。
視界が白く弾ける。
「……っ！」
目を覚ます。
知らない部屋。
お嬢様の部屋だった。
倒れた自分を運んでくれたらしい。
委員長は慌てて身体を確認する。
男の手。
男の腕。
平らな胸。
「夢か……」
安堵した。
その直後。
胸の奥から金色の光が滲み出した。
「まさか……！」
肩幅が内側へ縮み、シャツがずり落ちる。
腕の筋肉がほどけるようになだらかになり、手首が細く、指が長くなる。
視界が低くなる。
身長が縮み、スラックスが腰で余る。
肋骨が締まり、ウエストが細くなる。
逆に骨盤は横へ広がり、腰から太腿へ柔らかな曲線が生まれた。
「夢と……同じ……！」
胸元が熱を持つ。
平らだったシャツが内側から押され、小さな膨らみが次第に大きくなる。
ボタンがきつくなるほど丸みが増し、上半身の形が完全に女性へ変わっていく。
黒い短髪も伸びた。
耳、肩、背中、腰。
伸びきった髪は根元から色を失い、黒から茶、そして鮮やかなハニーブロンドへ。
前髪は厚くなり、毛先には大きな外巻きのカール。
焦げ茶色の瞳は琥珀色へ溶ける。
さらに首筋から褐色が広がった。
胸、腕、腹、腰、脚。
全身が健康的な小麦色へ染まる。
顎は細く、頬は柔らかく、目は大きく。
険しかった委員長の顔が、派手で可愛らしいギャルへ上書きされていく。
最後に男物の服が金色の粒子へほどけた。
代わりに現れたのは、白基調のへそ出しトップス、胸下で終わる短いジャケット、二段フリルのチェックスカート、白いルーズソックス。
鏡の中。
夢で見たギャルが立っていた。
「……本当に、私になってる……」
その声に、お嬢様が目を覚ます。
二人の視線が合う。
委員長だった少女は、真っ赤になりながら黒縁眼鏡を押し上げた。
「……見るな」
その仕草だけが。
昨日までの委員長を残していた。
Paying members will be granted a dedicated viewing role, so please connect to Discord using the link below!有償会員様は専用の閲覧ロールを付与しますため、下記リンクからDiscordに接続をお願いします！https://www.patreon.com/posts/information-how-144051335※シルバープラン、ゴールドプラン限定イラストをご用意しています！※Exclusive illustration available for Silver Plan,Gold Plan supporters!サンプル（discordアカウントが必要）https://x.gd/WsjioSample（Discord account required） https://x.gd/Wsjio
※サンプル画像はdiscordに参加することで確認できるようになります※Sample images of characters can be viewed by joining Discord【Story】At the university’s main gate, the elegant woman spotted the committee chairman and immediately brightened, rushing over to link her arm with his.
“I finally found you. I’m your girlfriend, right?”
“…What?”
He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses.
The woman standing before him had, until yesterday, been a male delinquent who smoked behind the campus buildings. Yet she remembered none of it. Not being a man. Not being a delinquent. The only thing she seemed certain of was that she was his girlfriend.
“You really remember nothing?”
“Remember what?”
Frustrated, he reached toward the front of her blouse to check whether there was any sign of what had happened.
“Pervert!”
“No, wait, I’m just—”
Flustered, she grabbed a golden orb from her bag and threw it.
It struck his chest.
The orb burst into golden light.
Heat raced across his shoulders, torso, waist, and legs, sinking beneath his skin. His knees weakened as an overwhelming drowsiness swallowed him.
Then came the dream.
He stood on the university grounds at night.
When he raised his hand, he saw slender fingers and bronze skin.
His chest had become full and distinctly feminine. His waist was narrow, while his hips and thighs curved with unfamiliar softness.
In the dark glass of a nearby window, someone else stared back.
Honey-blonde hair. Heavy bangs. Amber eyes. A flashy, glamorous gyaru.
“…Me?”
Even his voice was higher.
A blond man approached from behind.
A hand settled on his shoulder, then guided his arm and steadied his waist.
Each touch made the difference impossible to ignore.
Smaller shoulders.
Softer arms.
A lighter frame.
Everything about his body responded differently now, forcing him to recognize that the body in the dream was completely female.
“Stop…”
Even that protest came out in a soft feminine voice.
The world flashed white.
He woke with a gasp.
An unfamiliar room.
The elegant woman’s room.
Apparently, she had carried him there after he collapsed.
He immediately checked himself.
Male hands.
Male arms.
A flat chest.
“It was just a dream…”
Relief lasted only a second.
Golden light began glowing beneath his skin.
“No way…”
His shoulders drew inward, narrowing as his shirt slipped loose.
The hard definition in his arms softened. His wrists became slender, his fingers longer and finer.
His viewpoint dropped.
He was shrinking.
His trousers loosened around his waist as his ribcage contracted and his midsection tightened.
Then his hips widened.
His balance shifted.
His thighs softened, and the line from waist to legs became unmistakably feminine.
“It’s the same as the dream…”
Heat gathered in his chest.
The front of his shirt slowly lifted outward.
A small curve formed, then grew steadily fuller, reshaping his entire upper body.
His short black hair began to lengthen.
Past his ears.
Past his shoulders.
Down his back.
When it reached his waist, the color changed from the roots outward—black to brown, then into vivid honey-blonde.
His bangs thickened, while the ends curled outward in broad, soft waves.
His dark brown eyes melted into amber.
Then his skin began changing.
Bronze spread from his neck across his chest, arms, stomach, hips, and legs until his entire body carried a warm, sun-kissed tone.
His face followed.
His jaw narrowed.
His cheeks softened.
His eyes grew larger.
The stern features of the committee chairman disappeared beneath the glamorous face of the gyaru from his dream.
Finally, his clothes dissolved into golden particles.
In their place appeared a white cropped top, a short jacket ending beneath the chest, a double-frilled checked skirt, and loose white socks.
He stared at the mirror.
The woman from the dream stared back.
“…I really became her…”
The elegant woman stirred awake.
Their eyes met.
The former chairman flushed and pushed his black-rimmed glasses back into place.
“…Don’t stare.”
That small habit was the only thing left that still looked like yesterday’s chairman.【ストーリー】大学の正門前。
委員長を見つけたお嬢様は、ぱっと顔を輝かせ、そのまま駆け寄って腕を絡めた。
「やっと見つけた。私、あなたの彼女でしょう？」
「……は？」
委員長は黒縁眼鏡を押し上げる。
目の前の少女は、昨日まで校舎裏で煙草をふかしていた金髪の男子不良だったはずだ。だが本人には、男だった記憶も、不良だった記憶もない。ただ「自分は委員長の彼女だ」という認識だけが、当然のように残っている。
「本当に覚えてないのか？」
「何を？」
問い詰めても首を傾げるだけ。
委員長は確かめるつもりでブラウスの胸元へ手を伸ばし、ボタンを少し開いた。
「エッチ！」
「違う、これは確認を――」
真っ赤になったお嬢様が、バッグから金色の球を取り出して投げる。
球は委員長の胸に命中した。
ぱん、と弾けた金色の光が全身へ這う。
「な……」
肩、胸、腹、腰、脚。
皮膚の内側まで熱が染み込み、猛烈な眠気が襲った。
膝が崩れる。
そして夢を見た。
夜の大学。
手を上げると、細い褐色の指。
胸元には大きな丸み。
腰は細く、尻と太腿は柔らかな女性の曲線を描いている。
窓ガラスに映ったのは、厚い前髪のハニーブロンド、琥珀色の瞳、派手な服を着たギャルだった。
「……俺？」
声まで高い。
そこへ金髪の男子学生が現れた。
肩へ触れられる。
腕を取られる。
腰を支えられる。
そのたび、自分の身体が今までとはまったく違う感覚を返してくる。
細い肩。
柔らかな腕。
軽い腰。
触れられることで、自分が女性の身体になっていることだけが鮮明に分かる。
「やめろ……」
そう言った声すら、弱く甘い女の声だった。
視界が白く弾ける。
「……っ！」
目を覚ます。
知らない部屋。
お嬢様の部屋だった。
倒れた自分を運んでくれたらしい。
委員長は慌てて身体を確認する。
男の手。
男の腕。
平らな胸。
「夢か……」
安堵した。
その直後。
胸の奥から金色の光が滲み出した。
「まさか……！」
肩幅が内側へ縮み、シャツがずり落ちる。
腕の筋肉がほどけるようになだらかになり、手首が細く、指が長くなる。
視界が低くなる。
身長が縮み、スラックスが腰で余る。
肋骨が締まり、ウエストが細くなる。
逆に骨盤は横へ広がり、腰から太腿へ柔らかな曲線が生まれた。
「夢と……同じ……！」
胸元が熱を持つ。
平らだったシャツが内側から押され、小さな膨らみが次第に大きくなる。
ボタンがきつくなるほど丸みが増し、上半身の形が完全に女性へ変わっていく。
黒い短髪も伸びた。
耳、肩、背中、腰。
伸びきった髪は根元から色を失い、黒から茶、そして鮮やかなハニーブロンドへ。
前髪は厚くなり、毛先には大きな外巻きのカール。
焦げ茶色の瞳は琥珀色へ溶ける。
さらに首筋から褐色が広がった。
胸、腕、腹、腰、脚。
全身が健康的な小麦色へ染まる。
顎は細く、頬は柔らかく、目は大きく。
険しかった委員長の顔が、派手で可愛らしいギャルへ上書きされていく。
最後に男物の服が金色の粒子へほどけた。
代わりに現れたのは、白基調のへそ出しトップス、胸下で終わる短いジャケット、二段フリルのチェックスカート、白いルーズソックス。
鏡の中。
夢で見たギャルが立っていた。
「……本当に、私になってる……」
その声に、お嬢様が目を覚ます。
二人の視線が合う。
委員長だった少女は、真っ赤になりながら黒縁眼鏡を押し上げた。
「……見るな」
その仕草だけが。
昨日までの委員長を残していた。
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