Chapter 5: Luo Qiaorou’s School Commute

Sitting on the toilet, lingering drowsiness clung to Luo Qiaorou.

She hadn’t expected three nighttime bathroom trips. The expansion balloon caused unexpected effects – her tiny uterus’s fullness drastically reduced bladder capacity. What used to last all day now became unbearable within three hours.

Thus…

“Hmm… feels strange.” Squinting, Luo Qiaorou adjusted the catheter, feeling warm liquid flow through the tube.

The catheter forced open her soft sphincter, stripping bodily autonomy. No relief, no control – just helpless vulnerability that somehow… excited her.

If choosing between S and M, Luo Qiaorou thought herself an M – but an S-less M. She loved training pleasure yet hated human contact – a contradictory mess.

Luo Qiaorou did not choose the indwelling catheter with urine bag, but opted for a simpler disposable catheter. Neither her ballet leotard nor school uniform had space for a urine bag, and today she needed to wear both.

Being a content creator was tough, especially for someone as popular as her. She frequently had to perform special acts, like yesterday’s task of stuffing panties inside her vagina – the client even paid extra to specify it must be done during ballet class.

Today’s mission was to wear a ballet leotard with a vibrator all day at school. Wearing just the leotard was impossible – not only due to strange looks, but she’d likely be sent home at the school gate. For both school rules and discretion, she needed to layer her school uniform over it.

Using the bathroom in ballet tights was complicated. The crotch area was tightly secured by the leotard, requiring complete removal of the upper garment. Luo Qiaorou didn’t want to undress like that in school restrooms. When wearing ballet attire, she preferred using waterproof vulva pads.

Luo Qiaorou decided to insert another small tube. Now she had two tubes inside her body, though she carefully hid the cervical dilation equipment. For filming purposes, maidenly modesty made her fold and tuck the dilation balloon’s catheter deep into her secret crevice.

As for the urinary catheter, she didn’t mind it – perhaps it could even be a bonus feature. After clamping the catheter’s shut-off valve, Luo Qiaorou began today’s task. She set up her phone tripod, aiming the camera at her lower body.

The camera captured her snow-white tender flesh, the childlike honeyed slit appearing delicate and cute, with only a catheter emerging suggestively from the tightly pressed flesh folds.

The school pants containing tights and leotard were pulled down to her knees, ready to be drawn up and envelop this alluring body.

“Today You-chan is being naughty, going to school with a vibrator inside~”

Luo Qiaorou whispered into the phone’s microphone, her lips brushing the receiver.

Though truthfully she was always a “naughty girl” with toys inside, the video required proper performance.

“To keep the bad vibrator trapped in You-chan’s pussy, I need to seal my little slit with tape.” She shook the catheter embedded in her flesh folds. “So today You-chan will pee using this~”

Due to cervical dilation requiring sterile cotton deep inside, she chose a relatively small vibrator.

This was one of her earlier purchases, bought for reasons she now found embarrassing. The greedy girl initially chose a “Dokidoki” brand vibrator that proved too large, later settling for Peach Home’s “Little Kitten”.

Now battle-hardened and financially capable, she owned various toys and no longer faced such issues. But seeing this sky-blue cat-shaped vibrator still reminded her of her younger self struggling to insert toys.

Clearly, the “mature” part of “young and mature” carried more weight.

Under the camera’s gaze, You-chan activated the lowest vibration setting and pressed the cat-shaped vibrator deep into her moist passage. The buzzing sound transformed from clean mechanical whirrs to wet, muffled noises, gradually fading as it disappeared into the softness of her lower abdomen.

She slowly withdrew her fingers, ensuring the camera clearly captured the glistening threads stretching between digits and vulva.

Then she applied a vulva pad, sealing the secret beneath ordinary waterproof paper. Only the sideways-protruding catheter hinted at hidden treasures in this lady’s garden.

“The vibrator’s locked in You-chan’s pussy, hehe~ Big brother don’t worry, I won’t let it escape! Today I’ll pee with this~” She shook the deeply embedded catheter before the lens.

Luo Qiaorou’s professional voice always blended seduction with innocent eroticism.

She pulled up the ballet tights, pure white fabric gently embracing her lower body. The catheter with shut-off clamp was tucked into the high-waisted waistband as she comfortably rubbed her thighs together.

She adored this sensation of complete lower-body compression, especially when containing secret toys – the hidden thrill of undiscovered pleasure enthralled her.

She even bought smaller-sized tights, thinking it would enhance the experience based on her “research” (specifically erotic novels). However, the result proved unsatisfactory – her toes got painfully constricted.

This pain acted like a trap: initially negligible, it progressively intensified until becoming unbearable. The initial mildness deceived her into wearing them out, only to suffer all day without chance to remove them – an unpleasant memory.

The raised ballet leotard covered the waistband-clamped catheter. At the leotard-tights seam, the girl’s drainage port remained accessible. Luo Qiaorou slid fingers under the garment’s edge to adjust, then pulled up the school sports jacket to conceal her erotic ballet-clad figure within baggy, frumpy athletic wear.

“You-chan’s going to school now~” She waved at the camera and stopped recording.

After reviewing the video to ensure no identity-revealing details, Luo Qiaorou immediately packaged and emailed it to an untraceable account.

The urgency stemmed from the client’s demand: they required proof she genuinely wore the vibrator all day, not just filming a quick video. After school, she must immediately film removing the vibrator as verification.

Without confirmation of all-day wear, Luo Qiaorou wouldn’t receive a single cent.

After closing the video, Luo Qiaorou sighed. As a sex-addicted girl who’s worn vibrators since elementary school, what need had she to fake anything? These mandatory video submissions made her worry incomplete reviews might expose her identity.

Additionally, the videos must show her properly inserting the vibrator while fully dressed, meaning her school uniform would be visible.

However, Luo Qiaorou ultimately took the job. The payment was substantial, and her school’s TG-style black-and-white tracksuit uniform was common – over 90% of TG schools used similar designs. She wasn’t particularly worried about being identified through the uniform.

After completing everything, the clock showed 7 AM. Luo Qiaorou pouted, looking aggrieved.

There was simply too little rest time.

Though first period starts at 8 AM, the school enforces 30 minutes of morning reading starting at 7:30, requiring students to arrive by 7:20.

Maddening. The school completely ignores girls who wear vibrators daily while undergoing cervical dilation.

Well… schools shouldn’t consider such things anyway. Luo Qiaorou sighed.

After inserting the cervical dilation balloon last night, she still had to edit that day’s video for her sponsor. The fetish videos required minimal editing – mainly checking for accidental identity reveals. Luo Qiaorou knew her actions were both immoral and illegal; exposure would mean social death.

Especially since she’s considered a model student at school.

But by the time she finished editing and sent the videos, it was past midnight. Combined with three nighttime bathroom trips due to the water-filled balloon in her uterus, she got little rest.

Now poor Qiaorou dragged her exhausted body to catch the bus. No time for breakfast – catching the 7:10 bus would be miracle enough. She’d likely arrive just in time to hastily eat some bread.

Running with a vibrator wasn’t new to Luo Qiaorou – rather, she could do anything while wearing one. Her daily life constantly maintained a faint, gentle arousal. Whether due to psychology or genuinely sensitive cervix, today felt particularly intense – her little womb grew warm within a few strides.

Her body, awakened by movement, quickly became sensitive. The sensation of her cervix being stretched open by a water-filled balloon, the feeling of sterile cotton packing her depths, the vibrations of the egg-shaped vibrator in her passage – everything became intensely vivid.

The vibrator’s tremors seemed to transmit into her uterus through the catheter, though the lowest setting’s weak vibrations further diminished through the tube. While she could sense some pleasure, it remained faint – tiny vibrations like a trickling stream slowly filling her womb, making her crave more.

【See? My uterus was meant to hold little things like this!】

Her aroused body was turning her mind equally lewd.

【I want to shove that vibrator in sooner!】

“Xiao Rou, off to school?”

The greeting snapped Luo Qiaorou from her thoughts. Blushing, she murmured a response.

“Mhm.”

Greeting others while stuffed with a vibrator had become routine. Though she controlled her words, the flush on her cheeks betrayed her.

Fortunately, her childlike innocence made people simply find her adorable, never suspecting she carried… toys unsuitable for children.

“It’s getting colder – wear more layers.” The elderly woman on the park bench likely came for a morning stroll.

Years of ballet kept Luo Qiaorou’s figure willowy. Even her loose school uniform hinted at her slender frame when she moved – especially when she wore only ballet gear underneath.

“I will.” She answered politely, though she didn’t recognize the woman – just another forgettable neighbor. Faces never stuck with her.

Even during mundane exchanges, her body remained in heated arousal. While accustomed to vibrator-filled days, today’s cervical dilation added new intensity.

Bad girl level up! The shame burned hotter than usual.

She knew exactly how badly she was treating her delicate body.

Despite the rush, she caught the 7:10 bus after grabbing breakfast. Each step in her tights sent a wave of heat rising from her flat abdomen – deeper, more insistent than usual, as if pouring directly into her womb. The unfamiliar intensity made her shiver; for someone perpetually vibrator-equipped, this was unprecedented.

Sitting on the cold plastic chair, her heated body finally cooled down slightly. The unnamed neighbor was right—the weather was turning cooler, and the ballet outfit was indeed too thin for this season. But for Luo Qiaorou, who was in a perpetual state of arousal, this wasn’t much of a problem.

Because she’d been doing lewd things continuously, her body kept overheating.

This slightly chilly weather was actually good for cooling down her excessively heated body.

Luo Qiaorou pretended to stretch, her legs clamped together and feet trembling slightly as she secretly released some of the pent-up pleasure in her abdomen. Then she took out the remote and lowered the vibration frequency, switching it to random mode. Although there were many people on the bus now, she wasn’t worried about them recognizing the vibrator remote.

Modern vibrator remotes were no longer obvious. Most girls who chose wireless vibrators didn’t want their secrets exposed, so the designs were tiny and misleading. Without explanation, hers just looked like an ordinary keychain.

The vibrations inside her gradually weakened, occasionally intensifying slightly but never too strongly. This was a vibrator meant to be worn all day—without low-power mode, the battery wouldn’t last. Luo Qiaorou preferred stronger vibrations, but she’d rather restrain herself than spend hours with a dead toy stuck inside.

Of course, even she couldn’t endure continuous high-intensity vibrations. It wasn’t about willpower—constant climaxes would leave any girl exhausted.

The bus rolled on, picking up a few classmates along the way, none of whom mattered to Luo Qiaorou. Thanks to this, the “bad girl” in a ballet outfit—with a vibrator inside and her cervix dilated—could safely enjoy the tingling beneath her school uniform.

Luo Qiaorou often felt grateful for her detached social life. She knew she was cute, and someone as pretty as her wouldn’t have zero friends in class without meticulous effort.

Well, there was one exception: her desk neighbor Chen Da. This bird-brained guy never did his homework, always arriving early to copy hers.

Their relationship stopped there—yet he was still the person she interacted with most. It spoke volumes about her “friendship skills.”

For a girl who hid a vibrator daily and feared exposure, the best friend was none at all.

She arrived smoothly, disembarked smoothly, and began her ordinary school life as a normal girl.

Little did she know, today’s school life wouldn’t be so ordinary.