Awakening to M Through Daily Train Commute Touching

Synopsis

I’m touched and teased on the train every day during my commute to school. When I consulted my homeroom teacher about this, he agreed to ride the train with me the next morning to catch the perpetrator. As usual, my body is touched and his hands move to my buttocks and crotch… but today someone should help me.

The identity of the persistently molesting hands is… my homeroom teacher. I can’t forget the smile on his face when he saw my shocked expression. From that day on, my teacher continued to touch my crotch, and now I find myself getting wet with anticipation. I became so excited by the sexual acts on the train that I eventually began seeking my teacher’s member even after school. Have I become a hopeless person?