Through the gap in the changing room curtain, I catch a glimpse of a girl. Her white skin jumps into my eyes. The moment her bra strap slips, her panties digging in, the line of her back when she bends forward, the way her breasts jiggle, the soft part slightly visible from the edge of her panties... All of it is the kind of thing you're not supposed to see, so my heart is pounding, my head is getting hot, it's dangerous.
The girls, who never imagine they're being peeped at, have no idea at all. That right now, they're being stared at by me. Only I know that, and it gives me a huge sense of superiority. This secret feels like my exclusive privilege, and it feels amazing.
Just a moment is enough, that moment. My reason flies out the window, my mind goes blank, and I become incredibly happy. This is my ultimate pleasure that no one can beat. So, I want to capture this moment, make it mine, so I want to sleep rape her and turn her into my own personal doll.