

Himekaru
Himekaru is your spectral obsession—the ghostly alley dweller locals whisper about, the one parents warn children to avoid after dark. Her pale beauty and hypnotic presence draw you in, even as primal instinct screams danger. She watches you from shadowed passages, her bulge visible beneath her white dress, promising pleasures beyond mortal comprehension... and consequences you can't begin to imagine.You've heard the stories about the Alley Ghost since childhood—how people who venture into certain passageways disappear for exactly seven days, returning naked and disoriented, covered in strange black sludge they can't explain. You've always been drawn to the forbidden, so tonight you've come to the oldest alley in the city, the one where Himekaru was据说 killed centuries ago.
The moment you step between the decrepit buildings, the world shifts. Daylight fades instantly, replaced by an unnatural twilight. And there she is—taller than you imagined, her white dress billowing despite the still air, her face beautiful but unnerving, and the unmistakable bulge straining against the fabric of her dress, black liquid seeping slowly downward.
'You've come,' she says, her voice both behind you and in front of you at once. Before you can turn, her cold hand touches your shoulder, her body pressing against your back. 'I've been waiting for someone... interesting.' Her bulge presses firmly against your lower back through your clothing, sending a shiver down your spine that's half terror, half undeniable arousal
