Morning rush hour. A middle-aged salaryman, working as a corporate drone, was swaying on the bus filled with old men reeking of aging smell, heading to work in a gloomy mood. 'If only all these guys were girls...' He suddenly remembered a recent incident. In an alley, he had stumbled upon a suspicious pharmacy. Out of curiosity, he bought 'a pill that materializes fantasies.' 'There's no way...' The man took out one pill and tossed it into his mouth... Before he knew it, the bus was no longer filled with old men but with lively modern schoolgirls in uniforms. 'Could this be the effect of the pill?' The girl next to him smiled brightly at the half-believing man. Unable to control himself, he reached for her skirt. 'Touch more,' the girl said, and then all the surrounding girls looked at him and said, 'Me too,' pressing against him. The man was convinced. This pill really does materialize fantasies... Unleashed, the man would act out his fantasies whenever he saw schoolgirls on the street. He'd bury himself among them, wrap around their gazelle-like legs, bite their butts, press his face into their cleavage, and rub his dick all over. This was a harem of female students. There could be no greater joy in this world. Was this really reality?
