Hasshaku-sama, that’s the lady’s name.
A lot has happened since then, and now I’m staying at my grandpa’s house with my dad.
I’ve heard many stories from my grandpa. I didn’t understand everything about the lady and the white pee, but I learned a lot.
The lady I met at my grandpa’s house seems to be a kind of yokai called “Hasshaku-sama.” She appears in front of boys like me who can produce semen (the white pee) and takes them away to monopolize their semen. And once a boy is taken, he never returns.
Apparently, a long time ago, one of my dad’s dear friends was taken away by Hasshaku-sama, so my dad immediately realized that I had been captivated by her.
My dad and grandpa encouraged me, saying, “You must have been scared, but you did well.” They promised to protect me from Hasshaku-sama.
I nodded silently. I was indeed scared, and I thought I could blame the ghost for the embarrassment of jerking off until I passed out and making my balls like this. More than anything, I definitely didn’t want to lose the chance to see my mom and dad again.
I honestly told them everything that happened. How I was scared when I first met the lady and leaked semen, how I was ordered to jerk off, how I was cursed to not be able to come, and how she said many terrible things to me.
My dad looked very frustrated and trembled with anger. Then he hugged me and said, “You’re really strong. It’s okay now, it’s okay,” while rubbing my back.
So… I couldn’t tell them that deep down, I still wanted to see the lady again.
It’s okay. Wanting to see the lady, feeling my chest tighten just thinking about her, and getting hard when she says terrible things to me, it’s all because of the yokai .
As I was convincing myself of this, my grandpa, emphasizing its importance, nervously asked, “So, you haven’t had sex with her, right?” He explained that having sex means putting a hard dick into a woman’s private part. If you release semen inside, it makes a baby.
I vaguely knew that humans are born from a woman’s private part, but I couldn’t believe it was also a hole for putting a dick in. But then, everything I didn’t understand before, like why my dick gets hard, the scenes in movies where men and women are naked and hugging in bed, and the images of animals mating, all connected, and I realized it was “sex.”
I answered that I hadn’t had sex. My grandpa let out a relieved sigh and repeated, “That’s good.”
Hasshaku-sama can’t find her target on her own unless she remembers the taste of their semen. According to the legend, if you can escape for one night, she’ll lose interest and change her target, and the curse will be lifted.
While my grandpa was explaining how to escape from Hasshaku-sama, I imagined my dick entering her private part. Thinking about my dick being buried in her soft body made it harder than ever before.
The desire to jerk off and come that I had felt until now was all about wanting to have sex with the lady. Realizing this made me happy, and it seemed my balls were preparing to come again, no, to have sex with the lady.
Did my dad’s friend who was taken away have sex with the lady…?
Imagining the lady doing sexual things with someone other than me made a dark feeling swell up inside me, and my head spun.
No, this is exactly what Hasshaku-sama wants. She’s a bad yokai trying to take me away.
It has nothing to do with me anymore. Right now, my dad and grandpa are here, and I don’t feel like jerking off, so I won’t go crazy any further.
To make Hasshaku-sama give up, I have to sleep alone in that room again tonight. I was told never to open the sliding doors or glass doors, no matter how much she threatens me.
If she can’t enter the room, she can’t do anything, and she can’t harm my dad and grandpa directly, so I must not respond to any threats. My dad and grandpa also emphasized that they wouldn’t call out to me, so I must not leave the room until sunrise.
It’s okay. I’ve been tormented enough, but I won’t let her have her way anymore. I’ll make the lady regret it and give up!