Peach Report - First Night Sex Story Voyeur ☆ Ishioka ☆ (Transformation Series Adult Novel)

My name is Benny, I'm 40 years old and I'm American. This incident happened twenty years ago.

That incident had a profound impact on my life. I was twenty years old at the time and lived in a housing unit with my sister and her girlfriend, Grace. There were three rooms there, and we each occupied one. We all have jobs. Grace is the same age as my sister and also works as a secretary in a large organization. I have just graduated from college and work in a company, but most of my energy is focused on my hobbies. My hobby is photography.

I converted the bathroom into a darkroom. Sometimes, when I was working in the "darkroom", I couldn't come out until I finished. They would complain outside and accuse me of taking up too much time. I would also say that it was ugly to hang their underwear in the bathroom. However, we didn't quarrel over it, we were just joking around. In fact, they don’t object to me playing this, because it is useful to them. I can take pictures of them. Beautiful girls, who doesn’t love taking photos?

Grace is also a very beautiful woman, especially her beauty is very photogenic. My biggest wish is to take some artistic nude photos for her. Unfortunately, it is not easy to ask for this because she is not a model. How can she be willing to take off her clothes for me? If I were her lover, maybe it would be different, but she only treated me as a younger brother, and because she was my sister's friend, I didn't even have the chance to express my pursuit of her. I was in love with Grace, but she didn't know it. She also didn't know how tempting her underwear hanging in the bathroom was to me. I go to play with it many times.

I can tell hers from her sister's because her sister's is one size bigger than hers. Perhaps, because I couldn't get the person, I started to set my sights on things and developed a tendency towards fetishism. Not only would I play with the things she washed and hung out to dry, but I would also play with the unwashed things she took off, and examine them carefully. She does have a boyfriend. I know she doesn't have a steady lover, so she often goes out with her boyfriend. But I'm always afraid because she will fall in love one day and maybe give her cherries to someone else. Perhaps I can test it out on these clothes.

I knew Grace was inhumane because sometimes she talked to her sister without paying attention for me to hear, so I knew it from what they said.

I was gradually becoming mad at Grace. This kind of thing often happens like this: you love a woman very much, but you have no chance to express it, and you also know that she has no chance of accepting your love, then your mood will soon become extreme. Touching her clothes is the beginning.

Gradually, I no longer longed for her love, but to get her, or to see her body. If I had seen it earlier, I would have been the first man to possess her with my eyes.

This is a very strange mentality, and it's good to take a look at it. Especially since I am studying photography, I pay more attention to visual issues.

Later, it suddenly occurred to me that there was no way I could see her with her consent, and I couldn't even peek at her because there was no keyhole or gap in the bathroom. But why couldn't I use photography techniques?

So I immediately implemented it.

I set up a secret camera in the bathroom.

In the bathroom, a person must take off all his clothes, because no one would lie in the bathtub to take a bath with any clothes on.

If it were someone else, they wouldn't do this. They would become suspicious if they saw any photographic equipment in the bathroom. But it's different for me, I've basically converted my bathroom into a dark room, so I have a lot of odds and ends in there, just like they hang their underwear in there.

I'm not very familiar with this kind of thing, but I can just look up some books, buy some parts, and assemble them, and it will be done.

The camera I hid in the bathroom can be controlled remotely. Electronics were not as popular as they are today, so I couldn't use a radio. I could only use a thin wire out of the window and into my room.

My room is right next to the bathroom.

That night, I waited excitedly. She always takes a bath before going to bed every night.

The first person to enter the bath was my sister, but of course I didn't take a picture of her.

My sister makes me anxious because she takes up the bathroom for a long time.

Although, I really don't need to worry, because Grace will definitely not give up taking a bath, it will just be a little later.

After a long time, it was finally her turn, and I hurried to work.

I couldn't see her, so I was just guessing. Every once in a while, I pressed a button and took a photo. The film in my camera can be automatically rewound, which is a great improvement.

I took a lot of pictures, and then she came out.

Once she came out I had the bathroom to myself. Maybe it’s better for my sister to go in first, because I don’t have to wait for her to finish and get itchy!

I can develop the films in there with peace of mind.

The quality of the photos won't be very good, that's inevitable, because the light in the bathroom is not very bright. It's not good at night without a flash, and the light is still not very bright. Moreover, the camera is installed in a fixed place and will not move with the person. If the person is not facing the camera when taking the photo, nothing can be captured.

As a result, the results were worse than I expected. I only captured a picture of her walking back, a few hands and a few feet. My camera was pointed at the bathtub, so she must have been lying in the bathtub for quite a long time. How come I didn't capture a single shot of her? I researched it and found out that this was because she loved taking showers and didn't lie in the bathtub. The shower room was at the other end of the bathroom, and there was a translucent glass screen door that closed when she stepped inside, so even if she could take a picture, she wouldn't be able to see anything.

Among the photos in this batch, there is only one that is closest, and it contains a naked thigh. The end of the thigh is the edge of the photo. This was taken when she just stepped into the camera. If the button had been pressed half a second later, her entire body would have been captured in the picture.

I was so angry that I tore up all those photos.

But I am not discouraged, because such opportunities come every day and I can always get a good one. So from then on, I did this every day.

Sure enough, I finally got the chance to hit it.

Most of the photos I took are unwanted, but there is one that is a treasure. This one is really hard to come by. She is facing the camera with her hands raised high, as if she is worshiping or offering.

In fact, this was because she was raising her hands to take off the shower cap on her head, and she had just come out of the shower room and was facing my camera. I just pressed the button at this moment and took this precious photo.

I enlarged this photo and admired it carefully.

Her body was very different from what I had imagined. It is hard to guess what a woman looks like unless she takes off her clothes and sees it with your own eyes. Yes, you can guess what she has, that's for sure, but you have no way of guessing the size, shape, or how lush or hairy she is. For example, when she appeared in a sleeveless dress, I saw that her armpit hair was very thick, and I thought that her whole body was like that, but the parts that I couldn't see were not like that. In my imagination, her nipples would be small and light in color, but the photos told me that the truth was just the opposite of what I imagined.

However, it did not disappoint me. My imagination is not the same as my hope, I just guessed wrong. What I like is her. She is like this and I like her like this.

And this photo of mine was taken at the right time, because after that, she had a stable boyfriend. This did not hinder my candid photos, but after that I continued to take photos, but I couldn't take a satisfactory one.

She found a steady boyfriend. I heard this from my sister. Sometimes my sister teased her and I heard it too. It was not easy to keep a secret like this, and there was no need for her to keep it secret from me. I was very sad and gave up on myself even more.

The so-called self-abandonment means that he often masturbates with her photo.

I fantasized about having sex with her, and at the same time wondered how close she was to her boyfriend and whether he had slept with her.

This kind of self-comfort is masturbation, which is harmful to the body, mainly because it will happen too often and will cause too many random thoughts. I became haggard and emaciated.

I really hope this matter will come to an end. But how to end it?

Things will develop on their own, and the wonderful way they develop is not easy to predict.

That day, I had a party and it was quite late when I got home. Grace had closed the door and might have fallen asleep. When I entered the bathroom, I realized something was wrong because my camera was broken.

The only person who could break it was Grace.

Trembling all over, I returned to my room to look for it, and found that the wonderful photo was gone. She must have taken it, that's terrible!

Then Grace pushed the door open and walked in.

She said coldly, "Maybe I was wrong. I wanted to find a photo you took of me before. You were not at home so I went into your room to look for it. But I found a photo I did not agree to take of you."

"Sorry!" I was so embarrassed that I wanted to crawl into the ground.

"Give me back the negatives," she said.

I had no choice but to find the film and return it to her. She was not shy at all and confiscated them all, and warned me not to do it again. I said in annoyance that I couldn't face her anymore and I decided to move out.

But she said, "No need, I'm getting married in two or three months anyway, I will move out!"

She is getting married, which makes me quite disappointed, but I am also happy for her. Isn't it a good thing that she has found a good home and is with the man she loves?

But a week later, things took an unexpected turn. I came home at night and found her lying naked on my bed. She was very drunk.

She held out her hand to me and said, "Benny, I want to give it to you. You want me!"

I didn't know why she did that, but I couldn't miss such an opportunity, so I immediately took off my clothes.

Unfortunately, I was unable to succeed. One reason is that I masturbate too much, so when I actually do it I don’t have enough energy and can’t get hard enough to have sex. Another reason was that she kept talking about her boyfriend. From what she said, I knew that the man had abandoned her. He had even abandoned her before he had possessed her body and was with another woman. She wanted to give me her virginity, which was actually a way to humiliate herself. She basically hates me, so I'm rarely interested in her. In the end, she fell asleep and I didn't accomplish anything. I took her back to her own room.

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