Jennifer awoke to a dull throbbing pain in her chest. She opened her eyes to blackness and felt an immediate flare of panic. She wasn't at home; this wasn't her room, her bed. The pain in her breasts, a hot, pulsing, generalized ache, was all that distracted her from the strangeness she found herself in. Someone, something had hurt her.

Author's Caution:

Gaijin is a work of fiction dealing with adult subject matter, including eroticized rape and other forms of non-consensual sex. If you feel that this sort of subject matter might offend you, or if you are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, do not read further.

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