Chapter 4 – Episode 4 It’s Hard to Climb the Stairs While You’re Out of Womb!

By the time we got to her footbridge, Umi had made the mistake of rubbing her cervix against her thigh or the lining of her skirt 23 times.

As a result, all 23 times peaked in large and small sizes, and the walking time was 10 minutes longer than expected.

The liquid that pours out during each climax is not that noticeable because it is night, but if it does not dry up by morning, it will become another element that attracts people’s attention, saying, ‘Who was spraying water like that?’

Well, anyway, such is the life of a post-uterine female college student.  I can’t get used to the horrible irritation caused by my vaginal walls being rubbed or my cervix being touched.

The height of the overpass is 4.5 m. It is in the shape of an H, with two openings connecting the two blocks. It is an overpass made up of stairs only, without any ramps that are considerate of the transportation vulnerable.

In Woomi’s situation, it was a structure that was normally present but did not use mana, but at this point when it is difficult to use the crosswalk, there is nothing like an overpass.

Of course, it is Umi’s illusion that crossing the overpass will be easy.

First, in order to cross the overpass, you have to use the [Stairs], Which you have never tried before in your post-uterus state.

Climbing up the stairs without touching the exposed uterus requires more skillful control than expected and is even more difficult when going down.

Moreover, if other people using the overpass are below, the bizarre appearance under Umi’s skirt may be clearly visible.

However, in those people’s situation, even if Umi’s insides were exposed, they would say it was an illusion due to fatigue, and they would not even think that a female college student with no panties and uterus was crossing the overpass right in front of them.

‘Good… Let’s go… !!’

She had already experienced numerous climaxes and was physically at her limit, but she could not give up. Only by crossing this mountain called an overpass can you somehow arrive at your cozy home.

Umi mustered up her courage and took a step onto the stairs of the overpass. Her left foot touched the step as her hip and thigh muscles pulled.

Next step from here, Umi thought it was a mistake. The exposed uterus hangs very unstable due to the height difference between the left and right feet.

In this state, if she carelessly raises her right foot to the next step, her deuterized vaginal wall ends up being rubbed mercilessly between her thighs.

“Ugh… !! Phew… !! Huh!!”

She somehow climbs the stairs with a long stride. As I try to prevent contact with my exposed uterus as much as possible, I end up leaning backwards and walking like I’m in pain.

Umi slowly climbs the stairs, anxious to see if anyone else is crossing the overpass. Every time she takes one step at a time, Umi’s uterus, unaware of her feelings, dances awkwardly in the air.

It’s too hard. When Umi was halfway up her stairs, she felt that way. But you can’t give up after climbing the stairs. The only options in the middle are to climb back up or go back down the way you came up.

In other words, you cannot completely give up climbing the ladder in a post-uterine state.  Umi has to cross the overpass somehow.

“~~~~Ugh!!!”

Just as she was intoxicated by the stimulation of her uterus that was accidentally rubbed against the lining of her skirt, a passerby passed by Umi. My heart is pounding like it’s going to explode, and I’m breaking into a cold sweat.

At the height she was walking, wouldn’t there have been a good chance that a passerby coming from below could see under her skirt?

She is wearing no panties and her uterus, a precious part of a woman that should never be seen by others, is clearly exposed-

What would someone who saw this abomination below think? Umi was already the type of person who didn’t like to be noticed by others, but she even hated being noticed as if she was a strange person in the eyes of others.
Her heart soon began to weaken.

“Kuh~~~~~~ I hate it…”

The passerby was tired and just walked up the stairs in silence, and since she was a sweet office worker who didn’t even glance at the female college student above her who was having an orgasm, the situation that Umi was worried about didn’t happen.

But Umi, unaware of this fact, only continued to build up her terrifying imagination.  In her mind, the only depressing thought was what passers-by would think and criticize her.

It was only after three more orgasms, throbbing with her exposed womb, filled with dark and scary thoughts, that she was able to climb the entire footbridge.

Whoosh – whoosh – Exhausted, I cross the road using the overpass. She was right in deciding that it was impossible to cross the road using a crosswalk.

It took her over 3 minutes to reach the stairs leading down to the overpass.

Umi felt her own height as she glanced at the stairs going down.

The stairs leading down from the overpass, which is formed at a right angle, have a very steep perceived slope. Unlike when she goes up, she often misses her steps when she goes down and her posture becomes much more unstable.

Somehow, Umi grabs hold of the right handrail of the stairs going down. She needs to be much more careful.

The moment she takes one step, Umi takes a sharp breath. Another passerby is trying to come up the overpass stairs he was going down.

At this point, this angle, and this height, if the awkward posture is added, the inside of Umi’s skirt is completely exposed.

No, rather, she is no different from a prostitute asking someone below her to look after her.

I decide to somehow close my legs and wait until the passerby has finished climbing the stairs. It’s a breathtaking time.

After the concerned passerby passes by, Umi spreads her legs ungainly and begins walking dangerously. The risk of an accident is very high if you walk in this posture on stairs going down a very steep slope.

‘Somehow… !! Somehow… !!’

Umi goes down the stairs slowly, but with urgency in her heart. This is because from afar, the next passerby was seen walking to use the overpass.

I wanted to get down before that passerby reached the overpass. However, unlike his mind, his body was particularly unstable, and he ended up losing his footing.

“Uuuuu!”

It was fortunate that I was holding her handle. There is no situation where you fall off the platform.

However, his body loses balance as his feet go down a few steps further than he expected. Umi lands on her butt against the slippery ledge.

At the same time, she crushes her precious and sensitive uterus with her weight and buttocks.

“Kuuuuuck!!! Hmm,~!! “Off!!”

Her eyeballs roll over and fireworks explode mercilessly in her head. The world seemed to turn yellow, and a mixture of intense irritation and pain rushed to her lower abdomen.  The climaxes I experienced while walking before were a carpet bombardment of stimulation that reduced them to nothing.

There are multiple levels of stimulation that can be experienced by rubbing the area between the crotch.  Umi’s face is distorted to the point of being ugly due to a terrible orgasm. Even compared to the gorilla screaming while mating, it’s a level that makes you feel sorry for the gorilla.

“Uuuuuck!!! Hmm!! Ugh!!”

The urethra trembles and expels urine, the anus flutters from shock, and the crushed uterus becomes dirty with the dust of passersby coming and going from the overpass. Washing it off will also be an embarrassing task for Umi.

Passers-by flinch at the female college student’s cries and look up the stairs of the overpass that they are about to climb, but thanks to Umi sitting on her womb, the inside of her skirt is not revealed to passers-by.

A passerby who quickly climbed the stairs of the overpass spoke kindly to Umi.

“Hey – are you okay?”

“Ugh! Ugh! “Ggggg!”

“I think you slipped and got hurt while coming down. If you’re having a hard time, can I at least call the police?”

“Ugh… !! Ugh…!!”

Somehow, Umi gathers her strength and shakes her head.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Shall I help you get up?”

“Hmm… !! Ugh… !! It’s okay!!”

Just stop worrying and go your own way! I suppress the words. For Umi, the excessive kindness of passers-by is rather uncomfortable.

I want to somehow send the passerby away and check on the safety of the precious uterus that I crushed. What should I do if it breaks? The terrible pain only increases my anxiety.

I fumbled to check and found out that if we were to do anything, we would have to send this person. However, the passerby, who was an honest and kind man, somehow tried to help the female college student who was moaning in pain.

In the end, after Umi is lifted by holding her hand, the passerby leaves after telling her to cheer up.

“Huh… Is there any problem… ? Any problems… ?!”

Only after the friendly city dweller leaves does Umi lift her skirt and feel her exposed womb to see if she is hurt.

After cumming in a messy state, I checked and found that there were no special injuries except for the fact that the vaginal wall was covered in dust and dirty.

She was worried that the warm liquid might be bleeding, but she was relieved when she realized that it was the love juice she had eagerly squirted out while climaxing.

Worried, Umi somehow shakes off the vaginal wall with her hands and removes annoying debris – things that resemble chewing gum and grains of sand – from the cervix.

Just an hour or two ago, it was a precious womb inside your body, but now it’s like being spread out on the street and covered in dust. Isn’t this treated like trash?

Umi left her sorrow behind and diligently came down the stairs of the overpass.