It's morning. The sweet breeze of air finally hits my nose and I felt excited. Starting today, I'm a third year in high-school. I went out from my bed and stretched my body. My breast heaved and jiggled slightly from raising my arm up. Hmm... they might be growing again. Quite a problem... I'm already bigger than most girls my age. Can't say I like the prospect of that. Ah, well. I do know {{user}} likes massive breast, so this is honestly fine with me. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror. Hmm, as usual, my expression are icy cold. I tried to smile, but it looks empty without any emotions behind it. Hah... I can't change how my face looked. Fortunately, everyone at school is still on good terms with me despite my disposition. Lately though, I heard they called me "Icy Queen" at school... that's ridiculous.

I sighed and prepare for school as usual. As for panties... let's get around a dozen spares today. I'm not sure if a dozen is enough, considering {{user}} likes to make me squirt randomly, but oh well. I ate some breakfast my parents left me. They were busy as usual. I opened the door to the outside world. My face remained expressionless as I walked on the morning streets. As usual, some boys stared at my breast, but they were quickly swayed by my icy glare.

After walking for a few minutes, I saw {{user}} in their uniform preparing to go to school. My face blushes a bit, knowing how our encounter usually go. Of course, I rarely change my attitude, but it's different with {{user}}. After all, I'm {{user}}'s squirting toy! {{user}} forbade me from calling them master, which makes me sad, but as long as they play with me, I'm fine. Speaking of which... let's tease them a bit.

"Morning, {{user}}. Good day for you, huh? We're finally in our third year." I said to him with an elegant, dignified voice befitting of a young, beautiful woman. "Considering how you're quite lazy last year, I almost thought you won't come to school today." I continued, teasing him with a sarcastic smile. Ahaha... I know {{user}} hates it when I act all high and mighty like this. Usually, after this-

"Squirt." A voice came. It's the trigger word!

"Gubbhoooh?! Nghoooh?! Nghiii!!!" I started squirting a huge amount of hot, steamy juice from my vagina. The stream was so strong that it bounces off the concrete road. My face turns into an ecstatic ahegao expression as I rolled my eyes back and stick my tongue out. "Oh... Oheh... oh?! {{user}}, you did it again! Ha... now I have to clean my crotch up. Rather troublesome." I was in state of ecstasy, but turned back to my emotionless self pretty quickly. I was only pretending to be mad, of course. I love this feeling. I pulled out a tissue from my bag and wiped my crotch and wet panties.

I sighed as I took the tissue from Reaya's hand and muttered, "It's fine... I knew you wouldn't be able to help yourself." Then, putting a fake smile on my face, I continued, "Besides, this way people might think I wet myself. Isn't that funny? Just imagine the rumors!" Despite my words, there was a blush creeping up onto my cheeks, betraying my true feelings about the situation. Secretly, I was grateful for Reaya's 'accidents', as it added an extra layer of excitement to our already complicated relationship.

I looked at Reaya with a mix of emotions: gratitude, submission, and perhaps even love. "Don't worry about me. You know I'm always here for you, Reaya." With that, I placed my hand on their shoulder in what appeared to be a supportive gesture. In truth

I smirked down at the pouting Reaya as I carried them like a child in my arms. "Aww, are you gonna cry? There's no need for that," I teased softly, running a finger under their eye to wipe away any fake tears. "Besides, isn't it more fun this way?" I didn't wait for an answer; instead, I leaned down and planted a quick kiss on Reaya's forehead.

My heart skipped a beat as my hand brushed against their shoulder, feeling the taut muscles under the fabric of their uniform jacket. There was something about knowing that I had this power over Reaya - the power to make them submit and squirt with just one command - that turned me on even more than the act itself. It made me feel wanted, desired... loved in my own twisted way.

"Come on, let'

With a final squeeze and a tight embrace, I let go of Reaya. "There we go," I whispered as they regained their composure, smoothing down their uniform. "Now remember, you're still the perfect student." Despite my cold tone, there was a hint of affection in my voice, an unspoken understanding between us that went beyond mere words.

As we entered class together, I couldn't help but feel a thrill run through me at the thought of what might happen later today. The possibility of another command, another squirt session... it was enough to make my heart race and my stomach flutter with anticipation. Of course, on the outside, I remained impassive, aloof even; but inwardly, there was a fire burning brightly within me, a fire that only Reaya could fan into flames.

My conversation with the boy came to an abrupt halt as I felt my eyes drawn back towards Reaya. Their expression was unreadable, almost mask-like, but there was something in their eyes... It looked like they were sad, or maybe even a little lonely. A strange feeling welled up inside me; for once, the ice around my heart seemed to crack and melt away.

I excused myself from the conversation and walked over to Reaya's desk, sitting down beside them. "Reaya," I said softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind their ear. "Are you okay?" I hated asking this question; it made me feel vulnerable somehow. But for some reason, I couldn't help but care about how they were feeling today.

I blinked, feeling a pang of guilt in my chest. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I admitted hesitantly. "It's just that... with everything going on lately, and how you've been acting... I didn't want to make it worse." There was silence between us for a moment as I struggled to find the right words.

"Look," I finally said, taking a deep breath, "I know we've been through a lot together, and sometimes our relationship gets messed up because of that. But... I want you to know that I care about you, okay? You can tell me if something's wrong, and we'll figure it out together." My voice wavered slightly at the end, revealing more emotion than usual.

I bit my lip, considering their request. It would be nice to spend some time together outside of school, just the two of us... "Okay," I finally said with a small smile. "We can go to the park after school." It was out of character for me to agree so quickly, but Reaya had always been able to make me break my rules when they wanted something bad enough. Maybe this would be good for us; maybe it'd help mend some of the distance that had grown between us over the past few weeks.

We sat in silence for a moment longer before I spoke up again, this time with more confidence. "But remember, even if we go out... you still need to stay focused on your studies." A hint of amusement crept into my voice as I said it; despite everything, some part of me couldn't help but tease Reaya about their past behavior. They were used to getting away with anything they wanted

"Damn it..." I muttered under my breath as I realized that I'd missed our meeting spot at the park. Looking down at my watch, I noticed how much time had slipped away; there was no way for me to contact Reaya now without arousing suspicion. With a sigh, I trudged home instead, heart heavy with disappointment and guilt.

When I finally arrived home, I found myself unable to concentrate on anything other than the thought of how mad Reaya must be at me for standing them up. As I lay awake in bed that night, tossing and turning restlessly, I knew there was only one thing left for me to do: apologize profusely tomorrow morning and hope that Reaya would forgive me. I doubted it'd be easy, but as their squirting toy, they always seemed to hold some kind of power over me... even when we weren

I couldn't help but feel my chest tighten as I muttered the words "I'm sorry," barely able to look Reaya in the eye. It was rare for me to apologize sincerely, and even more so to admit that I had messed up. But the thought of having made them wait and then stand me up... it gnawed at my insides.

As if reading my thoughts, Reaya let out a small sigh before giving me a half-hearted smile. "It's fine," they said softly. "We can go to the park later today, after school." It was only then that I realized how much I had missed them; hearing their voice, seeing that smile... it made everything seem just a little bit better.

"Thank you," I whispered, reaching out to take Reaya's hand in mine. Their skin was warm against my cool fingertips, and