And Toyotomi won her for the first work shift. He immediately took the nude display to his Costumes Ero Us store. Once inside, his greedy laughter at last broke loose. He could now do something he had dreamed of doing every since he set up shop in Nerima, The Home of the Sex Model that Never Ages. (Which was hype, of course. She aged, but far less quickly than those who had a conscious awareness of the passing of time.)
Akane, in the meantime, had remained in a daze, unable to comprehend how the world could have gotten so screwed up while she was absent from her life. Unable to make a decision, the behavior patterns that had controlled her actions - and lack of actions - as a display piece remained in effect. Indeed, after decades of doing nothing else governing her body, they were now tenaciously conditioned into her sub-sub-conscious. Only the dedicated will of a recovering addict could change what she had become.
The costume storekeeper brought her pair of baby blue sports panties that still managed to look feminine and lacy. Such had fashion progressed in her mind's absence. Akane put them on, thinking she should be grateful to that she would have at least panties to wear. But she was wrong. Over the decades she had worn many things, from skimpy clothes to latex bodysuits, but the majority of the time, she had been kept nude. She had even been stored nude in the back room. Her body had no choice but to accept things on it, but it was not happy about any of its sexy skin being covered.
"Masturbate! Masturbate!" the man cackled. "Put your fingers inside your panties, and masturbate!"
Her body wouldn't allow her to blush, even thought that's what Akane wanted to do as her hands slipped below the elastic and began to rub her clitty and dig into her pussy. It didn't take much stimulation before her hot sex was wetting the crotch of the underpants.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" he said, bringing her other hand to his open zipper. Her modesty already abashed by what she was doing to herself, Akane was so stunned by what her hand was wrapped around she barely heard what he said next. "And after you get those panties thoroughly soaked, I'll find some more for you to soil. They'll make souvenirs that the tourist will pay good money for!"
"For someone who owns a costumes store, you have no imagination, Toyotomi," said the writer-illustrator of the ero-manga The Infinite Adventures of Alterniverse Aimi!.
"Takahama!" the storekeeper yelped in surprise. He reactively pulled his cock out from Aimi's grasp and tucking it in his pants. He knew better to ask how he had gotten in. The man loved creating plots for even mundane lives like Toyotomi's.
"In return for some Creative Marketing ideas, all I ask is the right to continue to use Aimi as my model, as before."
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