Every morning I see a female student with huge breasts, and I can't help but grope her relentlessly... As a result, my sexual desires awaken, and I become someone who wants to have her breasts touched. (Tano Yu, SONE-786)

[Pervert on the train, today's target is a busty girl in a school uniform with an estimated L-cup bust] To be honest, I'm used to being groped. No, more accurately, I've "given up." Being touched by a stranger is definitely not something I accept unpleasantly. It's just that I'm groped too often. Even if I change cars or go at different times. On the crowded train in the morning, I'm almost guaranteed to be touched by someone. Because of her large breasts. Because of her seemingly docile demeanor. Pretending it was the train swaying and bumping into her… While changing the way she touches me, from the back of my hand to my palm… That gesture of gradually invading inside my skirt while simultaneously confirming my resistance… Someone even touches my breasts. Groaning is truly unpleasant. That's why I remember that day so vividly. The way that person touched my body was actually comfortable. Facing the hand that was caressing and kneading my breasts, I... felt the comfort of being a woman.