Kuishinbo Elf

"Fuki-yun, Munyamunya"

A soft morning sun plugs into the room and prompts my awakening. But there's warmth around me other than me, and don't wake up yet, and I'll hold your sleep back.

It's morning - we'll have breakfast and go to school.

Full refusal to do this, even if the hallucinations caused by the prolonged voice prompt him to awaken intensely. I'm different today.

"Ertina, it's morning!

"Yes! Wake up!

But Mr. Thrust stops me from sleeping twice. It's sad.

That's why we can't indulge in a healer's association on a sloppy summer vacation.

I had no choice but to wear clothes, but I have no clothes for some reason.

"Fuki-yun? Ha... ah!

Oh, my God, didn't you put together some clothes to be left behind and put them out for cleaning, you idiot?

"There won't be any clothes to wear, there 'll be more to the detours. Are you stupid? Are you dying?"

Inevitably, he stormed the bath naked to escape reality, did an exciting wash, and returned to his room lightly naked... It did not materialize, and Mr. Thrust discovered him and he was the wingman to take a penis. I can ring, Fuki-kun.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Thrust."

However, this degree is solved instantly with "heels". That's why he drops his dick on me. Can you be nicer to me?

"But what is it? What about this unspeakable emotion?

The words of Mr. Thrust during the sermon, "Because you are a woman," strangely caught my mind.

And if you grow up, you'll have more dangers associated with it, and your ears will go down with the novel.

"Grow up... how can this body ever grow up"

The overwhelmingly immature flesh is less than half of what seems to be children of the same age. If you do it badly, you can see it in three-year-olds, and women can't feel it in their flesh.

"Uhm, it's me growing up... why don't you try being a little paranoid"

Here, brain simulations are initiated and run in Case B.

I grew up walking in the warm sun, in a lunar mood. Taller, long, sluggish legs on understated breasts and buttocks. The luxurious hips that seem to break are my pride.

Long stretched to its waist, Platinum Blonde's hair glitters on a sun day sting. My big ears are drooling the same as the phase, but now they are my favorite because they soon notice with me.

Clothes are green based lolita fashion and temperament enough! You look good, don't you?

"Oh, it's a beautiful day. The birds are delighted."

I can't hide the rising excitement and raise my voice "kihaha" without thinking. It's been three years since I graduated from Langsten School, and it's been a long time since I've seen you all today.

"Enjoy! Have you all changed?

Today is the reunion I've been waiting for. They were waiting to see what the grown liottoes and humiliators looked like.

I went to my alma mater for ten years, and my footsteps ran lightly.

"... hey! Damn it, dude! Smells less than gello, you puffy bastard!

I get unimaginable nausea. My soul is a man, this must not happen.

But the real problem is that this is the future to visit one day. If it's like this forever, there's no problem. But only a little, but this flesh is growing.

"This is a serious problem. Assuming this happens, I'm nothing more than stuffing my nose with a mint that grows unauthorized in the empty space behind me and self-determination."

Return to reality with a sad readiness in your chest. The problem right now is that I don't have any clothes to wear. On the contrary, the glitch that there are only sweat-coated underwear.

Now I hold my head naked wondering if I can even go out for breakfast. So I thought about wearing wild beasts instead of clothes.

But the plan fails. It is not walkable due to overload. Oh, my God.

"Fukiyun, it's genuinely awkward. This will starve you to death."

runs a current at me here. Yesterday, in a paper bag handed to Yash Daddy, he found hope all the way.

Remove the contents of the slightly elevated paper bag that was placed on the desk. It was giant nymph, this fur. However, it is a tiger cat dress.

It's the type of clothing that a toddler can make his parents wear without even knowing it, but I've been cornered so far and forced to turn into a full-scale rare beast.

Therefore, I promptly completed the metallic connection of wearing and docking, buppigan, and turned it into an undisputed rare beast. It is the ultimate rare beast [El Tiger] explosion.

"Oh."

"Nah."

I'm a tiger cat, too, and I've decided to threaten you. But no effect.

"Fukiyun, is that what you're supposed to be..."

The rest is the completion of a full-body El Tiger if worn with a hood of clothes. The hood had big cat ears that helped increase cuteness.

Smiling for a normal child to wear, but the effect would be halved for me, whose contents are old.

"Look... it's more breakfast than that."

Kikupi.

!?

Oh, my God, isn't the meatball on the back of your foot, with a ploy that sounds like it, you idiot?

I, too, covered my face in this gimmick and cried.

But I can't replace my belly on my back. Never mind, go for the healer association canteen with the hustle and sound of a kikupi cub.

Whoa, it's the Kikupi! Scare me! Plump cum!

The Healer Association canteen shows a busy even in the morning. Healers are also in physical commerce.

Magic is also essential, but the exercise of magic is irresistible if you are not full of health. That's why healers eat more.

Good morning, Fluffy.

"Good morning...... nya?

"Morning, Elty... Nha?

Everyone's eyes dot. That's right, because I showed up in a healer's association canteen dressed like this crazy. It's a rare beast in a mushroom.

but it is also only a matter of seconds, in detail, that they were surprised by the events of only two seconds. The next moment I started treating everyone in the right language. Everyone's kindness hurts.

"Haha, what is it? And the clothes."

"Fuki-kun, I actually put all the clothes on for cleaning."

"Ah, so I only have those clothes left."

Pooch healer Emile held my belly and laughed at me, so I massaged that belly. When she ravages her puffy belly and makes reality known, she turns to receive breakfast with a ghostly look and a grunt of "diet" and a mysterious curse.

From this, I presume she will never lose weight. The median rate is an amazing hundred percent. It's not going to be a battle.

"Well, okay, we'll have breakfast"

I can't stand up forever. Like sister Emile, let's flatten the guts and breakfast.

Contributions include roasted toast, eyeball grilled, crispy bacon and milk on salad. And it's orange. It feels like breakfast.

"I'm true to the basics..."

A woman named Ethyl Nerntosha, who inherited Mr. Miranda's hind pot, the former head chef of the Healer Association canteen, was just a bit of a hard-headed figure.

She was a slightly lean, sneaky woman with purple hair aligned on her shoulders, with sliced eyes, well-shaped eyebrows, muscular nose, plump lips, and undoubtedly elements of beauty.

Cons include a serious and robust personality. Does that mean, therefore, that only a classic breakfast is served?

It's not bad to taste, it's delicious. But I guess the only reason I feel uncomfortable is because of all the nutrition-oriented dishes. It's not fun.

But he also seems to know himself and is in the midst of trying to escape.

This isn't all part of me being immature. There's nothing better than watching her quietly.

"Thank you very much."

Applause and pray to the ingredients that have made me flesh. Take the empty dishes to the return mouth. I'll lower it if I eat it, it's obvious.

"... oh, good morning"

"Hee, you still have a part-time job here"

"... the reward is a hot dog."

Hurritia is going to kill even God if it's for hot dogs. Hand her empty utensils while feeling threatened by the passion of hanging them on her hot dogs.

She screamed "hot dog" and washed the dishes. It is just madness.

Has she changed, having risen above the abyss of death? She's gone on the day she's here. It's sad.

"It was delicious, Mr. Ethyl."

"You're so crude, Virgin."

Hang the words of labor on Mr. Ethyl while gently passing through such a humility.

Again, I can't stand the look on her face. He seems to be under a lot of pressure.

"Fuki-kun, it's gonna be a lot of trouble, but I'm gonna be there for you."

"... thanks, El"

"Hey no."

No, it's not. Sure, I'm rooting for Hulitia, but now I'm talking to Mr. Ethyl.

"Hehe, thank you, Virgin"

I've never broken my expression before, Mr. Ethyl. The healers can be seen unexpectedly in the first smile she shows like that. And I prayed that the time would come for this smile to come naturally.

And I'll leave the healers association canteen behind. The Hurritian cheer heard shortly afterwards would be proof that it was on the hot dog.

"I wonder what happened to Dr. Peach's seeds?

I just had breakfast and took a breather, and I'm concerned about how Dr. Peach seeds I buried last night. Therefore, I hurried to the open space behind me, making noise.