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Due to my parents’ circumstances, I had to suddenly transfer to another school. I couldn’t get my uniform ready in time, so I decided to wear my old school uniform for a while. This is my first time living in the city. It seems that the school is quite far from my house. The train leaves at 7:23, and I got on the third car from the front. I was wondering if I could transfer without getting lost, when I noticed something touching my butt. No, it’s like I’m being groped… right? A molester… a molester! There really are molesters in the city… What should I do? I’m so scared that I can’t look at his face or make a sound… Isn’t it escalating more and more? His finger is inside my pants… This is bad, it feels good… I feel like I’m going to make a weird sound. I have to endure it… I have to endure it…!! He even started groping my breasts. Isn’t that too bold? Doesn’t anyone around you know? I don’t want anyone to know that I’m feeling it… The molestation continued all the way to the station where I got off, and then the molester got off at the same station. Rather than being scared, I was filled with pleasure. It was a special time just between me and that person. A thrilling and exciting time. Even during class, I touched my pussy while remembering the molestation. From the next day, I started riding the train in hopes of being molested. It was this person again, in the same car at the same time…the same ring. There were fewer people than yesterday. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was asleep, the molestation escalated. What!? He puts it in here? That’s really… dangerous… this is too good. I can’t make a sound with a man I don’t know. I’m excited to be secretly fucking with people around me and getting creampied. Am I really a pervert? My uniform arrived and I started wearing it, and the molestation stopped completely… Maybe I don’t like uniforms? I found out the reason a little later. On the day my homeroom teacher was absent, I saw my assistant teacher for the first time. Ah, so the one who was molesting me with that ring was the assistant teacher. He was molesting a student from his school without knowing it. But he got scared when he saw my uniform and stopped molesting me. I called the teacher and asked her to have sex with me in the classroom to keep quiet. Sex on the train wasn’t enough. I wanted more excitement… The next day, I was hoping that the assistant teacher would molest me again. Here it comes! Here it comes! Does it feel like he’s sticking to my back? But the way he touches me is different from usual… I look back for a moment and see… Who is it? The teacher who was molested by a man I didn’t know ran away. He got scared. It seems he leaked my information to a molestation circle. But it doesn’t matter who the partner is, as long as it excites me… Since then, I’ve been enjoying molestation play with various men one after another, on the 7:23 departure, in the third car from the front.