Cinderella is... the Male Lead? - Chapter 35
The warmth of Cinderella’s hands made Rona’s small body shrink.
Ignoring Rona’s surprised reaction, Cinderella continued to ask questions.
“Like this? Did your brxxsts grow because a man touched them?”
“N-No, that’s not it… Hnnh, wait, Cinderella—”
‘Her’ touch was very blatant. Rona’s face turned red up to her ears from Cinderella’s large hands kneading her brxxsts. She twisted her body, unable to outright protest for fear of embarrassing Cinderella.
“Ouch, Cinderella, that’s too…”
“Your brxxsts are so soft, Sister.”
Was it her imagination, or did Cinderella’s voice sound exceptionally low and sinister? Rona, not knowing what to do, weakly squirmed. She couldn’t bring herself to openly reject Cinderella for fear of embarrassing ‘her’.
Cinderella’s hands, softly kneading her brxxsts through her clothes, felt strange and awkward. Rona had never experienced anyone touching her brxxsts in either her previous or current life.
Unlike the flustered Rona, Cinderella seemed unbothered, though in truth, all his nerves were focused on the soft brxxsts he was touching for the first time.
As ‘her’ touch grew rougher, Rona’s eyes wavered.
‘Even though we’re both women, can she touch my brxxsts so blatantly? Maybe I’m overreacting. Cinderella doesn’t seem to mind.’
Rona, unsure what to do, let Cinderella continue. She thought Cinderella was shy when ‘she’ refused to swim at the lake, but apparently not. Who knew ‘she’ would knead brxxsts so boldly?
Maybe ‘she’ resisted because ‘she’ didn’t want to show ‘her’ underdeveloped body. Given her flat chest, ‘she’ might have felt envious of fuller ones.
Doing some frantic mental gymnastics to try to understand Cinderella’s sudden actions, Rona looked down.
Cinderella’s large, firm hands, almost man-like, kneaded Rona’s brxxsts. If someone saw just the hands, they’d believe it was a man touching her. That’s why it felt strange. Rona’s lower abdomen tingled and heated up. Rona bit her lip hard to stifle a moan. She couldn’t stop her breathing from becoming irregular.
“Hnngh…”
Finally, she couldn’t hold back a moan that slipped through her teeth. Startled, Rona clamped her mouth shut and looked anxiously at Cinderella’s hands kneading her brxxsts. She didn’t dare look at Cinderella’s face.
Cinderella, slightly flushed, continued kneading Rona’s brxxsts. He knew he had crossed a line but couldn’t stop. Fortunately, Rona’s restraint suggested she didn’t suspect him of being a man.
A low exclamation escaped his red lips.
“Haa, so soft.”
“Y-Yes, they’re so, ft…”
Rona tried to sound nonchalant, but her voice trembled. She wished Cinderella would stop, but ‘her’ hands showed no sign of stopping. ‘Her’ kneading grew more blatant, thoroughly massaging the soft flesh.
The thin nightgown made the touch feel even more bizarre. Cinderella’s hand brushed against her nxxple through the thin fabric, making Rona’s back arch.
“Hah, ha…”
Finally, Cinderella’s hand withdrew. Rona tried to steady her ragged breath.
The situation had taken a strange turn. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go…
Rona was about to suggest they sleep when Cinderella’s unexpected words interrupted her.
“It’s not enough. I want to touch them properly.”
“P…Properly? Hmmnh! Cinderella, that’s, that’s a bit much!”
Rona’s mouth gaped in surprise as she realized what Cinderella meant.
Cinderella’s large hand slipped inside her loose nightgown’s neckline. Touching her bare chest seemed too much, even between women. Rona tried to push ‘her’ away, but Cinderella was faster.
“Nnngh!”
Cinderella’s hot palm finally enveloped her bare brxxst. The sensation of bare skin against her hand made Rona’s body shiver.
A faint blush appeared on Cinderella’s face, reflected in the soft light. Cinderella murmured an exclamation, then twisted ‘her’ wrist to fully cup Rona’s brxxst. A gulping sound, whose source was unclear, was heard.
‘This feels weird.’
Cinderella’s low, husky voice tickled Rona’s ears.
“Your chest is so different from mine. Sister Rona, your brxxsts are really beautiful.”
“Hngh… Cinderella, wait, that’s…”
Cinderella’s breathing was rougher than usual. ‘Her’ relentless kneading made Rona’s toes curl. ‘She’ was touching a sensitive spot.
Cinderella pinched Rona’s erxct nxxple between ‘her’ thumb and forefinger, rolling the small bump slowly.
Even when the touch was too rough and blatant for a woman’s, Rona absolutely didn’t suspect anything. In the novel, Cinderella was undoubtedly a woman. She just felt embarrassed by herself and twisted her body.
