Momoka was enjoying her favorite pastime—watching movies—when she visited her usual theater, only to be suddenly grabbed from behind by a man’s fingers. Not only was her beloved film interrupted, but the despicable, vile man’s fingers unexpectedly sent intense pleasure through her body. To put it mildly, the sensation was a perfect hit! Though her mind insists it’s wrong, her body instinctively craves more. Unable to make a sound, she finds herself dripping with arousal, the slick juices stretching into visible threads—more than she ever thought possible. The bond they’ve formed isn’t the red thread of fate, but a sticky, impure strand of desire. Now obedient and addicted, Momoka continues returning to the theater, walking straight into the arms of that man.