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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
The Transcendent Woman. 6
Collection of Adult and Erotic Manga Stories with Nude Pictures
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Emily White
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Follow-me!
Chapter 8
Thank You!
Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.
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It had been a couple of weeks since I left that gym with my beloved Eli and that walk in the park that turned out to be a transcendent moment in my life. The testing, learning, and safety nets were over, it was just the universe against me in the game, and it was my turn to move.
One of those weeks, I managed to convince a friend to cover for me for an entire weekend under the guise of staying at his house, I needed those days for a certain operation Eli had recommended I have. Being of age, I was going to have a vasectomy without parental consent, but I had been told that if anything happened to me, my family needed to be called. I had inquired and done some testing during the previous week and it turned out that vasectomy is not reversible per se, only in some cases, and that I could suffer from chronic pain of greater or lesser intensity in 30% of cases. Even so, there was a new technique based on "clamping" rather than cutting the tubes, which was much less invasive, generated less bleeding, and had a high rate of recovery of reproductive capacity. I pondered for a few days, but knowing that even if I failed, I could donate the sperm and freeze some of it, as I did, or later extract the sperm from my testicles and use it for in vitro fertilization, I was convinced to do it.
On Friday after school I was already free of family obligations and met for surgery, by the end of Friday I had been operated on, I spent Saturday in observation, with a few too many strokes from the nurses when they checked the surgery site. Sunday afternoon I was discharged from the hospital with medication for the inflammation and infection, as well as instructions for minimal care. I felt strange for a few days but the next week it was as if nothing had happened. I felt ready and began the quest for my first goal, my teacher Eli taught me well, it was time to make the most of it.
The story goes back about 6 years ago and it gets a little convoluted. I was 12 years old, one Easter week my mother insisted and organized a trip to Granada, where part of her family was from, we had relatives there and stayed in a big house owned by one of my aunts/grandmothers. On the occasion of our visit, it was arranged that all the relatives stayed a few days in that house, we had parties, barbecues and the kids made a kind of terror house for the adults.
There were many children of all kinds, nieces, nephews, cousins, children, friends of all of them..... and we played like the children we were. Still sexually innocent, we slept together in groups in rooms because there were so many of us. I, somewhat reluctantly because I wanted to mess with the kids, had been given one of the big beds to share with cousin Ana.
The first thing is to tell us that she wasn't technically my cousin, she was the niece of a lifelong friend of my aunt/grandmother, so much so that she was part of the family, without being blood related. She was a normal girl, about 11-12 years old, and at the time a mystery I didn't understand, nor was I interested in finding out. We made friends through my mother's compulsion, she knew I had a knack for making friends and intended to use it, as Ana was very shy. She turned out to be half gypsy on her father's side, but he had never cared for her and only bequeathed her slightly darker skin. As the days went by, we established an affectionate relationship, and even did couple dances together as a show with the Grease theme, and a special friendship on a constant basis, but spaced out in time to my present, trips back and forth, vacations, parties...........lo typical of distant relatives.
Back to the present, age 18. It had been 6/7 months since my operation for head cancer in the summer, the follow-up ruled out any sequelae. The Christmas vacations were approaching and my mother received the news that part of the family from Granada wanted to come to Madrid to celebrate the holidays there, of course she invited them, eager to show her hospitality, making us all go around the house in battalion cleaning mode, picking up and leaving the house as if the King was coming, ready to welcome all who came.
Christmas break arrived, which gave us students 2-3 weeks off. My mom informed me of those who were coming, a couple of aunts, their husbands, some nieces and nephews ages 6-12, and along with the aunts, my aunt/grandmother's friend and her niece, Ana. This cheered me up a bit, she was one of the girls who had treated me the best before my change, I guess because she also felt a bit rejected and lonely, or because I was one of the few who treated her well, I couldn't wait to see her and hear about her life. Since she was the only one my age, she had just turned 18, my mother asked me to take care of her and take her out to show her the big city.
When they arrived, the presentation took place, my mother stood us in the doorway of the house, almost making me put on Eric's suit, arranged from oldest to youngest in age and with instructions on what to do. There was a knock on the door after an hour of standing in the driveway and some people I almost didn't know came to my house. They greeted us and introduced themselves, with the typical phrases used on these occasions, congratulating me on my current state after the operation, I was anxiously looking for Ana to give her a big hug, I had been very excited about her visit, but I didn't see her.
ME: And Ana wasn't going to come?
AUNT: Yes, he's down in the car getting the last of the bags.
Alone? Not at all .... - grabbed my arm as I headed for the exit door - ...What are you doing here, get her down and help her, you bum!
They could barely give me faint directions as to where the car was before my mother dragged me out of my house. I went downstairs to look for it and saw a car that matched the description, I walked over and saw a lady, rather pretty, pulling out some bags.
Me: Hello? Can I help you? - I asked, hoping she would recognize me, not being sure it was her.
- No, thank you, I can do it myself, thank you very much, sir - he said it with such confidence that he didn't know me that I kept looking for the car and Ana.
When I couldn't find them, I called my house on the phone and they gave me the same instructions again, and I went back and there was just that one car, and I went back, a little bewildered.
IO: Ana, is that you? - She was confused for a second.