SNOS-144 The swimwear maker I joined is a world where female employees wear swimsuits. Even if I get hard, K-cup education supervisor Kagura will take care of it for me, so my balls are empty every day. Kagura Moka

The moment I opened the door, what jumped into my eyes were female employees working in swimsuits. The fabric stretched to cling to their skin, revealing every curve of their breasts and waists. Especially──Ms. Kagura's K-cup was in a league of its own. The fabric pushes back and bulges, exaggerating softness and weight through the swimsuit each time the edge digs in. Breasts that never disappear from view. Ms. Kagura, who is cool and easygoing, gradually came to acknowledge me as I desperately worked. She became kinder. The distance between us and her breasts grew shorter. Seeing me struggling to focus, she said, 'No helping it,' and the moment her chest touched mine, the tautness of the fabric, her body heat, softness—it all felt unreal and took my breath away. The workplace drives me crazy with the fleshiness through her swimsuit. And I can't help but want to know what's under the cloth.