My boyfriend is a high school student (14-15)

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Author: luoiltmes
Published on the forum on April 4, 2015
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My boyfriend is a middle school student (14) Ah!? It's you!

I don't know how I got through the rest of the time. I sat on an empty chair,
staring blankly at the glass. It looked like I was admiring the scenery outside the window, but only I knew that
I was just looking at my own face with a slight blush reflected in the glass. Thinking about what just happened,
my face looked extremely ugly. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. Now, because I was sitting quietly,
I didn't feel the beads inside my body moving around. But to say that I didn't feel anything at all would be a lie.
The discomfort made my tears well up in my eyes. I had done something wrong to Xiaohang and Yaya.
I felt very depressed and guilty.

Beside me, Yaya and Xiaohang were still talking about the computer exam that night. I had nothing on my mind and had no
intention of participating. Ya Tou and Xiao Hang assumed I was feeling unwell due to illness, so they didn't bother me much,
just standing around me whispering.

I was truly angry at my own weakness, felt wronged by my carelessness, ashamed
of , and disgraced for reaching orgasm in such a place. I have to admit, I was indeed very
excited and happy just now, but that's not why I let a strange boy touch my body, especially not
in such a shameful place. I blamed my incompetence, blamed Xiao Hang for not being there, blamed Ya Tou for ignoring me
, blamed everyone around me for not helping. My mood was completely dark; I felt like the whole world was leaving
me. I dared not tell anyone what had just happened, afraid that they would never look down on me again
, never speak to me again. I wanted to cry, but I dared not cry.

"We've arrived at the hospital, sister, we should get off now." Ya Tou's voice interrupted my thoughts. Only then did I
realize that the bus was about to arrive at the station, and the hospital was not far from the platform.

"..." I pursed my lips and stood up without a word. "Ugh." Because of my sudden movement,
the bead in my stomach rolled, and I subconsciously frowned, letting out a soft groan. I quickly pressed my hand
to my stomach, thinking that this would eliminate the strange feeling.

"What's wrong? Sister Lingling? Are you feeling unwell?" Xiaohang looked at me strangely and asked worriedly. Hearing
Xiaohang's words, Ya Tou also looked at me nervously, thinking that something had happened to me again.

"N-nothing...it's just that my stomach feels a little uncomfortable..." Of course, I couldn't tell the truth, so I just
forced a smile at Ya Tou and Xiaohang.

The bus quickly stopped at the platform. The carriage was much emptier than before, as most of the passengers
had already gotten off at the previous stops. So the three of us easily reached the back door and got off the bus.
Of course, "easily" meant that we didn't have to squeeze through the crowd like others. For me, the feeling in my stomach
didn't make me feel much better. In addition, there was a slight tearing pain in my anus? Although it wasn't very obvious,
it was enough to affect my walking posture, but I covered all of this up with the stomach discomfort.

At the hospital entrance, I asked Xiaohang to buy a few bottles of mineral water and a pack of
toilet paper . Then I told them to wait for me in the emergency room, explaining I needed to use the restroom. I took
the toilet paper and water and went into the restroom. Since I had been to the emergency room the previous night, my IV drip was
stored there.
Going to the restroom before an IV drip is something many people do; it's much more convenient than carrying the IV bag carefully to the toilet while receiving the drip. If I really need to use
the restroom , I can just hold it until the drip is finished.

Since I had explained my stomach discomfort when I got out of the car, neither Xiaohang nor my daughter suspected anything.
After parting ways with me at the restroom entrance, they sat on a bench near the pharmacy to wait for me. For
patient convenience, the emergency room is located on the first floor, with one or two restrooms on each floor for patients or their
families.

I nervously entered the restroom, repeatedly bending down to peek under the stall
doors to see if anyone was there. The restroom had squat toilets; if someone were there, there would definitely be a pair of feet.
Luckily, however, there was no one in the restroom. Adhering to the principle of getting rid of the problem quickly,
I hurried to the last stall, opened the door, and slipped inside.

I placed toilet paper on a cardboard box, propped a water bottle on the floor, quickly unbuckled my belt,
pulled down tried desperately to expel the bead, but no matter how hard I tried, the
tiny bead showed no sign of coming out; instead, a little urine came out. "Damn it!" My
heart . I suddenly wondered if I would need surgery if this didn't work. What would I say when
the doctor examined me and found the strange bead in my stomach, asking why I had these things? I couldn't very well say I swallowed it,
could ? That's ridiculous; even a three-year-old wouldn't do that.
And even if they did, the bead would be stuck in my esophagus.

If I told the truth, the doctor would definitely tell everyone. Thinking about
all those , the possibility of being one of them,
how people around me would see me, and how my family would be gossiped about because of me, tears
welled up , threatening to spill over at any moment.

"That damn brat," a terrifying thought lingered in my mind. I was filled with fear and dread, and
I muttered curses under my breath at the awful boy on the bus. I had absolutely no idea how to get the beads out of
my stomach . I couldn't just do nothing and leave them there, could I? The thought of
people finding out and gossiping filled me with dread and resentment. In the empty restroom
, I cried, crystal tears streaming down my cheeks, reaching my chin, and then dripping down my cheeks.

Just as I was sobbing quietly, not knowing what to do, I suddenly felt a rolling motion in my stomach. My hand
instinctively pressed against it, and then I felt something coming out. "Ugh!!"
I stopped crying abruptly, biting my lip tightly, my stomach churning inward, my hands gripping my knees.
My fingers were white from the strain. Ignoring the pain in my knees, I had a premonition that I was about to be free.

A crisp "thud" echoed in the bathroom—the sound of something
hitting . "Thud, thud..." This was followed by the sound of things bouncing and falling,
gradually diminishing until only a faint rolling sound remained, and then something fell into the water. Ignoring
everything , I quickly looked down, but couldn't see anything. The toilet bowl was directly connected to
a straight drainpipe, a deep, dark pipe from which I couldn't see anything. Although
I couldn't see it , I had clearly felt something being expelled from my anus.

At that moment, a feeling of happiness washed over me, and tears welled up again, but this time they were
tears of joy. I wouldn't need to see a doctor, wouldn't be talked about, and no one would know I had gone through
this !

"One... four more... come on!" I whispered to myself, encouraging myself. The revolution wasn't over yet;
I needed to keep going.

I had no energy left to do anything else. Cursing that boy, complaining,
and could wait until I was completely relieved. I massaged my stomach again, and beneath my soft belly, I could
clearly feel hard lumps. I pushed them down one by one and then forcefully
expelled them. This was undoubtedly strenuous, and soon I was covered in sweat.

"Plop...plop..." The sound of objects hitting each other echoed in the bathroom. One, two, three beads—
I kept expelling them. The moment the beads left my body, the wonderful feeling was
indescribable , as if all the guilt and negative emotions were being expelled along with them.
Just one more! I started to feel optimistic, believing that I was about to succeed.

"What's that sound?" Suddenly, an old woman's voice rang out from outside, plunging
me from heaven to hell.

"Is anyone in there?" Following the old woman's voice, a series of footsteps sounded. The footsteps and the object
stopped outside my cubicle. I could even see her feet in rain boots through the bottom of the door; she looked like
a cleaning lady from the hospital.

Feeling someone pulling on the cubicle door, I immediately cried out nervously, "Yes...yes!"

"What were you doing in there?" Hearing my voice, the cleaning lady at the door immediately asked angrily,
"Why was there that sound just now?"

"I...I..." I was completely at a loss for words in the face of the cleaning lady's question. I lowered my head, trying to think of a solution,
when suddenly my hand slipped, and my belt with the metal buckle hit the ground with a "thud." I cried out excitedly, as if I had grasped
a lifeline, "It's...it's my belt! My belt is too long; it's making that
sound when it hits the ground!"

"Oh, I see..." The older woman seemed to understand something and apologized apologetically, "I'm so sorry
, young lady, recently some things in the stalls have been broken. I thought you did it, so I yelled at
you. I'm really sorry, young lady."

"Phew..." I breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's...it's okay..."

Although I said that, the older woman outside didn't seem to be leaving, still suspicious of me.
She wandered around the bathroom, deliberately making noises, as if she were cleaning. But
if she didn't leave, how could I get that last thing out?

Just as I was racking my brains, the last bead seemed to be working against me, moving on its own at this
crucial moment. "Ew!!!" I felt something moving down my intestines,
and I couldn't control it. Although I tried hard to hold it in,
how could I possibly hold it in?!

Oh no! My face paled. I felt the bead stuck at the entrance of my anus, possibly already
slightly protruding. This situation almost made me cry. Although it was filthy, I had no choice but to…
I had no choice but …

“Pfft…” A soft sound came from the small cubicle. My hand covered the entrance of my anus, and
a round bead in my palm slowly stopped rolling. Fortunately, there was no extra excrement; I had just
farted and expelled it.

Ignoring the disgust at where it came from, I withdrew my hand, clutched the bead in my palm,
and then used my fingers to hold the mineral water bottle, unscrewing the cap with my other hand. Regardless of whether it was a waste or
whether the old lady outside would hear, I poured the entire bottle of water onto my hand, trying to wash away the
filth. But there was nothing filthy on my hands, and even the bead that had just
come out didn't have much of a strange residue on it. Even when I expelled the other beads,
nothing dirty came out; the white ceramic toilet bowl was still very clean.

After rinsing a bottle of water, I threw it into the corner trash can. I hurriedly grabbed
some tissues from the top of the toilet paper dispenser, pulled out some toilet paper, dried my hands first, then wiped my bottom, and threw the used tissues
into . Only then did I shakily stand up, holding onto the partition, pull up my pants, and tighten my belt. I
hadn't noticed before, because my legs were numb from squatting for so long.

I stuffed the beads in my hand into my pocket, opened the stall door, and went out. The old woman instantly
darted out of one of the stalls, walked past me with a scrutinizing gaze, and then quickly rushed to
the stall I had been squatting in, seemingly checking if I had damaged public property. "Thank goodness, nothing's damaged..." The old woman's voice came from behind me
, which slightly relieved me. She hadn't noticed anything. But her next
sentence almost made me vomit blood: "But, could that girl have been masturbating in there?"...

After finishing my IV drip and returning home, I took another shower, paying special attention to cleaning my buttocks and the area around my anus, then changed
my clothes. I wasn't in the mood for anything else; I'd let the girl and Xiao Hang do the cooking.
I lay on the bed; only at times like this did I have a chance to take out the bead and examine it properly. It was
a common glass marble, milky white with some colorful patterns. Like our...
It's similar to the marbles we often play, but much smaller. I used to see these marbles all the time when I was
little ; a whole group of kids would play with them. But why would that boy
carry something like that around? I was very curious.

Playing with the marble in my hand, I couldn't imagine how it got into my stomach,
five of them at once, and then I expelled it. Thinking about how it came out of my body,
I inexplicably brought it to my nose and sniffed it, wondering if it had any
strange smell. But this marble had already been washed three times: once in the toilet,
once while washing my hands, and once before taking a shower, even
scrubbing it with hand soap. Now, the marble didn't have any strange smell; instead, it smelled of hand soap.

"Don't let me run into you at school, or you'll be sorry." I clenched the marbles in my hand tightly,
muttering angrily to myself. You've made me suffer so much; I'll definitely get my revenge. Thinking this,
a strange discomfort arose in my rear, as if I could vaguely feel something, but it was
just .

After dinner, I washed and cleaned the dishes. My friend, Xiao Hang, and I changed into our school uniforms
, a loose-fitting, comfortable tracksuit-like uniform. Apparently, the newly appointed principal, for various reasons such as improving
school regulations and student safety, stipulated that anyone entering the school
must wear a uniform in addition to a student ID or teacher's ID. Otherwise, they wouldn't be allowed in. Luckily, I
still had my old student ID from my previous school, and it hadn't changed. I just bought a slightly larger set of clothes, and with
my almost unchanged baby face, I felt like I was back in middle school. Now,
even if I dress up as a middle school student, no one will say anything. It just so happens that Yaya and Xiaohang's schools are combined for middle and high school
, and their uniforms are identical, so I can easily pass for a proud high school student.

Because of the renovations to the computer lab, not only were new computers installed and the classroom expanded, but beautiful wooden floorboards were also
laid . Therefore, students must bring a pair of special
indoor shoes for computer class. If you don't bring any, then sorry, you'll
have to go barefoot, wearing two plastic bags over your shoes – that's very embarrassing for students.
Of course, if your indoor shoes are too dirty, that's also not allowed; you'll have to wear plastic bags over them too, becoming the new
"Plastic Bag Superman."

Any kind of indoor shoe will do, but most students buy a pair of cloth-like indoor
shoes, somewhat like the indoor athletic shoes from Japan. These shoes are not only cheap and durable, but
most importantly , they're comfortable and stylish. Unlike slippers, which are ugly and embarrassing, or high-end indoor sneakers, these
white cloth shoes were, as the teacher had initially said, "Not 998, not 98, just 48, take them home."

Arriving at school, I simply flashed my student ID to the teachers and students on duty and calmly walked in.
However, the teacher was an acquaintance; seeing me, he didn't point it out but instead smiled and greeted me,
making me feel quite awkward.

The computer lab wasn't located in the regular teaching building, but in another six-story
building called the "Science and Technology Building." Despite its name, apart from the fifth and sixth floors which housed huge computer labs
, the remaining four floors were all empty classrooms, with only a space for connecting a projector
. But now, even regular classrooms could use projectors, and some even had large televisions, so
these classrooms were largely abandoned.

The science building was located in a rather remote corner of the school, tucked away in a corner. Aside from the computer labs
, the facilities weren't great; even the lights in the hallways and corridors were intermittent,
creating a rather eerie atmosphere. My friend, Xiaohang, and I arrived quite late;
most of the students had already gone to their classrooms. Unlike regular classes or self-study sessions, the mere mention of computers made
every —after all, who wouldn't want to play on free computers? They could surf the internet, play games, and
even listen to audio and watch movies with headphones.

"Hey kid, you seem to be having a lot of fun this afternoon?" As we walked up to the second floor, we suddenly
heard voices coming from the hallway, which should have been empty.

"N-nothing..." a somewhat familiar voice stammered. If it weren't
so quiet, we wouldn't have heard it at all.

Hearing that voice, Xiao Hang let out a long sigh, "Sigh...it's him again..."

"Who is it?" I looked at Xiao Hang curiously, a strange emotion brewing in my heart for some reason.
I felt like I had heard that voice somewhere before.

"A guy from the next class, he's always being bullied, it's kind of pitiful. You guys wait here." Xiao
Hang explained to me while telling me and Ya Tou to stay where we were. He then quickly walked over. After a while, Xiao Hang's
voice rang out, "Hey, Xiao Hei, Da Tou, are you bullying Wu Tao again?" In the dark corridor, only
Xiao Hang's back and a few swaying figures could be vaguely seen.

"Oh my god, you scared me. It's you." It seemed that the other person in the darkness also recognized Xiao Hang, but
this was not surprising. Xiao Hang was quite famous in school. Besides his somewhat effeminate appearance, he was also
quite helpful. Most importantly, he was also very good at fighting and knew the underworld. According to the girl's
report , many girls in school have a crush on him, and the older boys are also quite familiar with him. Those who frequently
fight and cause trouble have all sorts of relationships with him, and often, those boys give Xiao Hang some
face.

"Why are you always bullying this guy? He's broke and boring. With this free time, you might as well
go find a girlfriend." Xiao Hang's voice came from the darkness. Although he seemed to be belittling the
student named Wu Tao, I knew he was actually making excuses for that student. "Could it be that the relationship between you two
is..."

"Get lost!" The boy who had spoken earlier laughed and cursed. "You think everyone is like you, with
such a beautiful older sister fiancée at home, and a pretty girl like Xiao Yi by your side? Who knows, maybe you've even done something inappropriate for children. "
"That's what happened. Besides them, so many other girls are chasing after you. If we had your background and strength
, would we be in this situation? Right, Xiao Hei?"

"Yeah, you're really taking your good fortune for granted." Another boy called Xiao Hei
chimed . The three of them seemed to disregard the bullied student and instead talked about other things.

"Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense. What are you doing here instead of going to class? Be careful,
the teacher catch you, and you'll be in big trouble." Xiao Hang interrupted them impatiently. "I have to go to class now
. I heard there's an exam today, it's so annoying."

"Okay, okay, since our beautiful Hang has spoken, we should give her some face." The
first boy, who seemed to be called Da Tou, made a gesture. "Pfft," a soft thud came from the darkness.
"Remember, kid, we're giving Hang a break today. If you go too far next time, we'll let you taste
what a fist the size of a sandbag is like."

After saying this, two boys walked out of the shadows. By the light from upstairs, I could finally see
their faces clearly. The one in front was tall and strong, with a physique that was no less than that of an average
high school student . He had short, spiky hair and a fierce look, and he didn't look like a good person.
The man
thinfollowing , with dark skin—no wonder he had that reputation. His small eyes
cast lewd glances at me and the girl when they saw us. In comparison, the tall boy beside him could only be described
as a bad student, while this skinny boy was even more disgusting and repulsive.

"Good evening, beautiful Xiaoyi, and this beautiful lady." The two walked past us. The tall
boy showed no interest, simply greeting us as if he'd met an acquaintance. It was his
companion who brazenly scanned us, even turning back to lewdly grin at us as they passed.

"..." Neither the girl nor I responded, coldly watching them descend the stairs and disappear
around the corner . I really disliked students like that. The girl was also afraid of these kinds of people, timidly
hiding behind me.

"Are you alright, Wu Tao?" Xiao Hang walked over, his figure completely disappearing into the darkness.

"No...it's okay...thank you for saving me again." The boy in the darkness said gratefully.

"Come on, get up, we should go to class." I could vaguely see Xiao Hang pulling
someone and then turning around to help him walk towards us. As the two walked in, a familiar figure came into
my sight. Forgetting the existence of Ya Tou and Xiao Hang, I pointed at the ordinary boy with long spiky hair and frameless
glasses shouted: "Ah! It's you!" ...

My boyfriend is a middle school student (15) Can you feel when your foot is stepped on?

In the computer room, I stared at the guy sitting next to me with gritted teeth. It was this guy, no
doubt about it. I would recognize him even if he turned to ashes. In the spacious computer classroom, there were a total of 4 rows of computers, with more than 30
computers in each row. More than 100 computers were divided into two areas, one with more and one with fewer. At this time,
the area with more computers at the front was already full of students. Ya Tou, Xiao Hang, that hateful boy and I were
latecomers , so we could only sit in the last seats. Because a few machines happened to be broken, I
didn't sit with Yaya and Xiaohang, but instead sat next to him. I felt I needed to
settle some debts, debts that Yaya and Xiaohang couldn't know about.

The boy next to me had the same hairstyle as Xiaohang, an ordinary face, the only distinguishing feature
being his high, straight nose, perched with frameless glasses. Behind the thick lenses were a pair of medium-sized
eyes, nothing particularly special. Both were rather thin, but Xiaohang's build could
be described as slender, while this boy could only be described in two words—thin and frail, the
thinness of malnutrition. He sat next to me, his face flushed, not daring to say a word to me. He would manage to steal
a glance at me, but as soon as I looked at him, he would immediately turn away, his face still red.

Such an ordinary boy, if you grabbed him and threw him into a crowd, you'd probably
disappear . This introverted, timid, and shy boy blushed when we helped him, and
didn't dare to talk to me or the girl. Even when Xiao Hang showed him concern, he was hesitant and timid. If I hadn't
experienced it myself, I would never have imagined he would do such a thing.

I just chatted with the girl and Xiao Hang a little, and learned
some . Apparently, many people know this. This student named Wu Tao is in the class next to theirs
. There are 13 classes in their grade. They are in class 285, usually referred to as class 5, while
Wu Tao is in the neighboring class 286, referred to as class 6. The two classes don't get along. Generally speaking, class 5
has better academic performance and is more united. Class 6 is relatively average, and fights between students often occur.
Even bullying Wu Tao, it is mostly students from class 6. Although Wu Tao was in Class 6, for some
unknown reasons, he had a relatively good relationship with some ordinary students in Class 5. Because of his timid personality,
the students in Class 5 didn't really consider him part of Class 6.

Wu Tao was a pitiful guy. His mother died in a car accident when he was young, and his father, who ran a business,
struggled to raise him alone. So later, his father remarried, and just
like Cinderella in the fairy tale, his stepmother brought a younger brother with her. With his father's doting affection, coupled with
his stepmother's instigation and his brother's Oscar-worthy acting skills, Wu Tao's life was far from easy.
He bore the heavy burden of housework, the blame was always his, while the rewards and praise went to his brother. His father blamed him for not being ambitious, his stepmother
often scolded and beat him, and his brother frequently looked down on and mocked him.

Fortunately, during his childhood, Wu Tao's maternal grandparents took good care of him, allowing him to occasionally
escape home and hide with them. When the two elderly people passed away, they left their grandson,
Wu Tao, a small, dilapidated house. Before leaving, Wu Tao's maternal grandfather specifically instructed him to carefully
hide the house's property certificate and other documents, and never give them to anyone else, especially his stepmother. Seemingly confirming his grandfather
's words, Wu Tao's stepmother suddenly changed her attitude immediately after the two elderly people left, showing Wu Tao great care and affection.
Even his younger brother, who had always opposed him, showed respect for his older brother, and Wu Tao felt the warmth of
family . Later, his stepmother repeatedly hinted that Wu Tao should hand over the small house to her, but Wu Tao
remembered his grandfather's words and refused. However, not long after, his loving stepmother suddenly transformed back into
the wicked witch she once was, and even his respectful younger brother changed, verbally abusing him daily and constantly
trampling on everything he did.

Because of his stepmother and brother, Wu Tao's studies plummeted, leading to his father's scolding. For
various reasons, Wu Tao had to move out of the house and hide in the house left to him
by his grandparents. Although his father, disappointed in his son, still sent him
enough living expenses every month. Wu Tao himself was aware of his situation and, being precocious, maintained a frugal
lifestyle . Over the years, his monthly allowance was not only enough, but he also managed to save some money.

But Wu Tao's academic performance and life changed drastically. He became timid and cowardly,
often bullied by his classmates at school. Several times, Xiao Hang and Wu Qi, out of friendship, witnessed this and helped
him out, rescuing him from students from other classes or older students. Therefore,
Xiao Hang was quite familiar with Wu Tao, and would even chat with him when they met on the street.

Hearing this melodramatic family story, I felt sorry for Wu Tao, but that wasn't a reason for his
treatment . From the moment I sat next to Wu Tao, I stared intently at him, remembering
what he had done to me at noon. Although I had given up on having Xiao Hang beat him up, I still wanted to teach him a lesson myself
, to make him understand how serious a girl's purity was.

Wu Tao kept his head down, feeling my piercing gaze, but almost dared not look at me. Even when doing exams
, he was extremely cautious, afraid that the slightest sound would provoke me. He would occasionally
glance at me out of the corner of his eye, then, noticing I was staring at him, he would quickly turn back, pretending to be focused on the exam,
unaware his flushed face had given him away.

The entire exam was held concurrently with regular evening self-study, lasting two hours, divided into two 50-
minute sessions with a 20-minute break in between. More than ten minutes had passed since the bell rang
, and I hadn't said a word to Wu Tao, nor had he dared to initiate a conversation. I knew
this wasn't the time to talk, and the surrounding environment was inappropriate. Although students were allowed
to chat , their voices were low, just a buzzing
sound like a swarm of bees. If I were to approach Wu Tao now, we would likely become the center of everyone's attention in no
time . Just the fact that I was staring at him like this had already
attracted the attention of a small group of people. Besides, I didn't want the whole thing to become public knowledge.

"Come outside with me for a bit, I need to talk to you." Honestly, I didn't want to disturb his exam, so
I turned around and whispered to the computer. Although my voice wasn't loud, I knew Wu Tao next to me
could hear me. Sure enough, I saw him tremble with fear out of the corner of my eye, then look at me with a mixture of surprise, nervousness, and
fear . Hmph, now he's scared? How could he have been so bold at noon? I
gritted my teeth and gave him a fierce look, but who knows what effect it would have.

Adjusting my posture, I started browsing the internet and reading comics to kill time.
Others need to take exams, but I don't. I stopped staring directly at Wu Tao, instead glancing at the computer,
then , then back again. As long as I made sure he didn't run away from me, that was enough. Wu
Tao probably knew I would glance at him every now and then; his body remained tense, showing no
sign of relaxing. The tension caused beads of sweat to appear on his forehead, but he didn't even dare wipe them away.

Because of the discomfort in my anus, I couldn't maintain the same sitting posture for long, so I kept changing
positions. I'd occasionally wiggle my buttocks, shifting slightly; then I'd lean on the table for a short rest. The computer
lab chairs were small, individual stools without backrests, so I couldn't lean back even if I wanted to.

Wu Tao seemed to notice my situation, but he didn't say much, just glanced at me curiously a few more times. But
under my angry glare, he quickly turned his head away. Finally, I found what was currently the most comfortable position:
I lay sideways on the table, my arm under my head, my body slightly turned to the side, and my legs stretched out, right over Wu
Tao's side. This position allowed half of my buttocks to rest on the stool,
suspending , which greatly reduced my discomfort. And most importantly, I could watch the screen while
keeping an eye on Wu Tao. As for whether my leg over Wu Tao's side would bother him, I didn't care. Did he
dare say anything to me?

Wu Tao was startled when he saw my foot extended to his. He clearly thought I was going to kick him, so
he quickly assumed a bracing posture, puffing out his cheeks and stiffening his body without moving. After a while,
seemingly not feeling any movement from me, he turned to look at me curiously. Seeing that I wasn't trying to kick him, but
just doing it for pleasure, he breathed a sigh of relief. However, he didn't dare to relax too much, fearing I might
launch a surprise attack. So, while doing his problems, he carefully kept an eye on me, making sure
not to touch my leg when he relaxed his grip occasionally.

Before long, the plot of the comic book caught my attention, and I gradually stopped looking
at Wu Tao and focused all my energy on the screen. Seeing that I wasn't staring at him anymore, Wu Tao finally
relaxed and focused on his exam questions.

Just as I was getting into the exciting part of the comic, I suddenly felt a pressure on my foot, as if
something was pressing down on it. I looked up in surprise and saw Wu Tao lifting his foot off mine,
glancing at me with an embarrassed expression before quickly blushing and lowering his head. "I...I'm sorry...I...
I...I didn't mean to," Wu Tao stammered, his voice barely a whisper. I assumed he
had accidentally stepped on my foot while trying to relax and loosen his stiff body. I didn't
think much of it; after doing something tense for a long time, you suddenly want to relax, stretch, and move around.
"Legs, I often do that at work too.

" "..." I ignored him. My buttocks were also numb, so I silently pulled my leg back and
sat upright again.

After sitting upright for a while, I felt uncomfortable again. I changed positions a few more times, but finally
, sitting sideways was the most comfortable. So I had to turn to the side again and stretch my leg out. Because
there was a large pillar on my other side, I couldn't stretch my leg out properly, so the only direction I could stretch my leg was towards Wu Tao.
This time, I startled Wu Tao again, and to let him know I stretched my leg out, I gently
touched to remind him. "..." Wu Tao didn't say anything. He nervously shrank back, as if
he had shrunk into the chair, which made me laugh.

Sure enough, this position was much more comfortable. I continued reading my comics, ignoring Wu Tao. I
thought I understood what kind of person Wu Tao was and that he wouldn't do anything out of line.
But ...

after a while, I felt my foot being touched again. Since it was just a light touch
, I didn't pay much attention, assuming it was just another accidental touch from Wu Tao. After all, I'd already put my foot on his turf;
he couldn't really say anything if he accidentally bumped into me. However, things took an unexpected turn. One touch, two touches, and
I felt my foot being touched every now and then. Sometimes it was just a light step and nothing happened; sometimes it was
a touch on another part of my foot; and sometimes, an even worse touch would leave one foot on my instep for a long time without moving away.

I realized something was wrong. I was wearing the white indoor canvas shoes I'd mentioned before,
with white socks underneath. Logically, even in a dimly lit environment, these shoes
would be let alone in such a brightly lit place. And one or two accidental touches wouldn't be
so bad; I should have been more cautious afterward, but it kept happening. Could it be…?

I pretended to continue reading my comic book, slightly shifting my posture and casually straightening up, but my foot remained on his side, my eyes
still fixed on the computer screen, only glancing at Wu Tao out of
the corner of my eye. When I changed my position, Wu Tao seemed startled; I could see his body jerk.
Then, seeing that I didn't react much, not even moving my foot, he slowly relaxed. He
seemed completely oblivious to why I had done that.

He secretly glanced at me several times until he was sure I wasn't looking at him, then he completely relaxed. His foot
gently stepped on the instep of my foot. Watching his anxious expression, I suddenly found it particularly amusing.
I felt no disgust or anger; I was curious to see what this cowardly guy would do. It
was the first time someone had stepped on my foot like that. There was no pain; on the contrary, it was a
subtle sensation.

Afraid that stepping too hard would cause me pain and I would notice, Wu Tao could only cautiously lift his foot,
half-hidden, as he gently touched the instep of my foot. This seemed to bring him
some pleasure. He would occasionally turn to look at me, his face a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Seeing him
like this, I almost burst out laughing, and even my previous anger towards him lessened considerably. I wanted to tease him and
see what tricks he could pull on my foot.

This time, he stomped for a long time, showing no intention of pulling back. Because he was
holding his leg up for so long, he had to maintain a certain amount of strength, and his leg began to tremble, large beads of sweat sliding
down his . I felt the weight on the instep gradually increasing, and he seemed unable to maintain that
position any longer. Finally, I felt the center of his weight fall entirely on the instep of my foot. It wasn't heavy, nor did it hurt; there was only
a slight squeezing and pressure, somewhat like a foot massage, except that my instep was simply being pressed
without any other movement. At this moment, he seemed to forget about my feelings. He
gently moved his foot on the instep of my foot, as if crushing something, with little force, which actually felt a little comfortable. Out of the corner of my eye
, I saw his expression was one of intense excitement and happiness, with only a fleeting hint of fear occasionally
crossing .

"!" After letting him step on my foot for a while, I was suddenly surprised to find that I could actually feel something. Being stepped on like that,
and I could actually feel it? My heart was pounding. A thrilling, fun, and interesting thought
flashed through my mind. This was definitely not a good sign. In the past, when I played games with Xiao Hang,
I would initially just resist or be indifferent. But afterwards, I would develop this feeling,
and then get more and more involved. No, I can't go on like this.

Besides, this guy is really going too far. He's even stopped doing the test questions; he's just staring at
my feet, stepping on my instep and socks with the sole of his shoe. I made a decision, suddenly pulling
my foot back. Wu Tao's foot slammed into the ground, startling him so much he jumped. Hmph, serves him right,
he got what he deserved. Seeing his panicked expression, a slight smile played on my lips. I didn't look at him again;
hopefully that would calm him down.

I looked down at my shoes and noticed some faint footprints. I
frowned , casting an angry glare at the guy trying to appear calm. He was startled
and didn't dare turn his head. I stared at him for a long time, but he didn't react. I had thought I could scold him if he
looked over , but seeing he wouldn't turn, I reluctantly gave up
. I'd settle the score later.

I bent down, took off my shoes, and looked at the barely noticeable footprints. I felt both ashamed and angry. If I
hadn't been so foolish as to let him step on them for so long, there wouldn't have been these footprints. And most importantly, I
actually… actually… actually felt a little comfortable! Seriously, that was a despicable brat
! I'll definitely teach him a lesson later! I made up my mind, patted my shoes, hoping to wipe away the footprints
.

"Ring ring ring..." The bell finally rang, signaling the end of the first evening self-study session. The computer lab erupted into chaos,
like water boiling over. "Someone help me with this problem!" "Choose C! Choose C! The third question
is C!" "Fill in the blank! I need the answers to the fill-in-the-blank questions!" "..." The entire computer lab was in an uproar.
Even Yaya and Xiaohang got up to look for the answers. Those of them who valued their studies couldn't
focus on anything else at this point, which gave me the perfect opportunity.

"I'll go out first, you come out with me later..." I stood up without turning my head and
walked . As mentioned before, Class 5 and Class 6 didn't like each other and barely interacted.
Plus, Wu Tao was so inconspicuous that walking out with me wouldn't attract attention.
As I passed Xiaohang and Yaya, I greeted Xiaohang, telling him I was bored inside and wanted
to go for a walk. Xiaohang was only focused on looking at other people's answers with Yaya and simply replied, "Okay."
In his opinion, it wouldn't be a big deal for me to just go for a walk; besides, how could a grown adult
get lost in school? Besides, this was my alma mater.

The entire computer lab was in chaos, but clearly divided into two distinct areas, each complementing
the others . The teachers stood on the platform, looking at the students below with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. They shook their heads helplessly;
the students never paid attention during lessons, and now this had happened—they were all doomed. They didn't stop the students
from copying from each other or discussing their work. After all, this exam was just a formality, and they didn't need to take
it seriously ; doing so would only make the students dislike them.

With two classes and over a hundred students, some were bound to need to go to the restroom, and occasionally a student would leave
the computer lab, but the teachers didn't pay any attention. Although the results of this exam would be included in the final exam,
if someone missed it or failed, a make-up exam would be arranged later—this was already standard practice.
In the teachers' view, no one would want to waste time coming back for a make-up exam, unless they were an idiot.

I left the computer lab, found my shoes at the door, changed them, and
put into the plastic bag that my daughter had been carrying. If I hadn't come back, she would probably have known
whose shoes were in her plastic bag. I waited a while at the corner of the stairs, but Wu Tao didn't come out.
I wondered if that cowardly kid was too scared to come out. Anger burned in my heart. If he
really didn't come out, I would definitely have Xiao Hang give him a good beating. Just then, someone came out—
it was Wu Tao.

After Wu Tao changed his shoes, I told him to follow me. This used to be my school,
and I probably knew many places better than these students. Where was the quietest place for evening self-study? Where were the fewest people? The place where it was hard to be
discovered was obvious. The place where Xiao Hei and Da Tou bullied Wu Tao before was
utterly idiotic in my opinion. Teachers or students could pass by at any time in such a place, and the space was
relatively enclosed. Although it was dark and you couldn't see anything, your voice would be easily amplified and heard. If
a teacher cornered you, you wouldn't even have a place or a chance to escape.

I led Wu Tao out of the science building, across the square and the teaching buildings, and walked a long way to
the basketball court. This place was far away from the teaching buildings, the school supermarket, and the restrooms. There were no lights around,
it was pitch black , quiet, and safe. No one would come at night, and even loud noise wouldn't be
noticed. Although there was moonlight, the distance was too great, and a low wall surrounded the court. The wide,
flat top of the wall was originally designed for storage, but could also be used as cover when not in use
.

The court was slightly recessed, with a low foundation. A row of large stone steps ran along the edge of the court, serving as both
access stairs and seating. During the annual grade-level games, this area was
filled with students and teachers watching the basketball games. The steps had several levels, and even if you were standing, as long as you were
in the middle and not particularly tall, the wall would effectively conceal you,
leaving only half your head visible. And what use was that half head? It was hard to see clearly even during the day, let alone
at night . If you were sitting, even on the top step, only half your head would be visible—
again, who would notice you? Conversely, one could also cross the wall to observe if anyone was approaching. Coming from the main path, there's
a long straight section, making it easy to spot if anyone is coming. If someone does come, simply run along
the wall one of the other directions; there are other exits through the side paths, allowing for a stealthy escape.

Once inside the court, I had Wu Tao sit down, then stood beside him. I took out
the milky-white marble I'd been keeping from my pocket and tossed it to him. "That person from noon today, was it you?"

"..." In the moonlight, I could see Wu Tao's face had turned very pale. He held the marble,
looking at me in terror, unsure what I would do—call the police, or have someone beat him up?

"Tell me the truth, I won't tell anyone." Although I had already confirmed it, I still wanted to
know the answer from Wu Tao.

Wu Tao lowered his head, remaining silent for a long time. It was clear he was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
After a long silence, he finally made his decision. "...I'm sorry...Sister Lingling..." Wu Tao
suddenly sat up, kneeling and bowing to me. "I'm sorry, Sister Lingling. What happened at noon was my fault.
It was all my fault, but I just couldn't control myself...Please...Please don't let the police arrest me. I'm willing
to do anything for you." Wu Tao knew that if I called the police, he—would be truly ruined.

"..." I hadn't expected Wu Tao to react so strongly. Honestly, I really didn't know how to
treat him. To say it was all his fault wouldn't be entirely true. If I had been stronger and refused, or
if I had discovered it sooner and stopped it in time, none of this would have happened. Looking at Wu Tao's back, I pursed my lips.
"...You don't need to kneel. Get up. I didn't intend to call the police. If I had,
I would have ."

"Really?" Wu Tao looked up at me with surprise.

"Hmm..." I nodded. Although I didn't intend to call the police, thinking about everything he had suffered
— the humiliation on the bus, the torment of the marbles in his stomach, the disgrace in the hospital bathroom,
and his behavior in the computer lab just now—I knew I still had to teach this guy a lesson. "But
..." I said as I approached him, and under his terrified expression, I grabbed his ear and began
a series of reprimands...

After giving Wu Tao a good scolding, I finally felt much relieved. While I was reprimanding him, Wu
Tao acted like a frightened deer, sitting timidly to one side, not daring to utter a single word of objection. Not
only did his ears hurt from my pulling, almost making him cry, but he also had to nod his head diligently like a chicken pecking at rice, which gave me a great
sense of satisfaction.

"Remember! Absolutely, absolutely do not tell anyone about this!" I once again sternly ordered him not
to tell anyone. "If you do, I will definitely not let you off!"

"Yes... I know... I definitely won't tell." Wu Tao nodded meekly, and only then did I
sit down with satisfaction. Looking at the starry sky, I felt much of the guilt in my body dissipate. Seeing that I
was no longer scolding him, Wu Tao gradually relaxed. However, he would still occasionally cast worried
glances at me. Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but feel pity. Taking advantage of the remaining time, I took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him
.

First, of course, I wanted to find out where the marbles he put inside me at noon came from. It turns out
Wu Tao's hobby is playing with a slingshot; he always carries a small slingshot and some smaller marbles.
Apparently, he's quite accurate, but I didn't let him demonstrate because of the weather.

At first, Wu Tao was very shy. It was the first time he'd chatted with a girl like this, especially such a pretty and cute older sister,
according . He stammered as he spoke, showing none
of the courage he had for what happened at noon. However, after chatting for a while, perhaps because he felt closer to me, he quickly
opened up and began to reveal another side of himself.

Because we were in the next class, and he was close to the people in Class 5, Wu Tao had seen me many
times and knew a lot about me. Lacking maternal love, he had always longed for me,
his older sister. He envied me for having such a good older sister, and he also envied my fiancé,
Xiao Hang.

He was often bullied, not only by older students and students from other classes, but even by students in his own
class, and quite a few of them. After being helped by Xiao Hang and others a few times, he thought Xiao Hang was very handsome and
idolized styled his hair like Xiao Hang's, copied his clothes, and imitated everything about him.
He tried to be like Xiao Hang as much as possible, thinking it would give him the courage to fight back against the students who bullied him,
but he knew it was ultimately impossible; it was just a form of comfort. He tried to choose cheap, similar
items from street vendors to dress like Xiao Hang, using a secondhand phone that someone else had discarded. Although it was
secondhand, it was an Apple phone, supposedly in good condition in all aspects, but because the screen was broken after being dropped,
the owner had given it to Wu Tao to repair so he could use it himself.

When we talked about his family and his school, he would tell me some interesting things that happened to him,
and also some sad things. Our relationship felt much closer, probably
because he was the second boy to touch my body. Combined with what happened in the computer lab and our current
conversation, I gradually started to see him as a younger brother, like Wu Qi and the others.

We talked about what happened at noon. In the crowded bus, Wu Tao spotted
me the moment he boarded. He felt incredibly honored to be on the same bus as me, and then, by a stroke of luck,
he was pushed behind me by the crowd. Xiao Hang wasn't around, so he stood to my left rear.
He felt it was his duty to protect me and prevent any boys from getting close. So he firmly occupied
that spot, surrounding me with himself and the other girls. The first time he touched my butt
was completely accidental. When he realized I was looking at him, he was startled. Being introverted and timid, he
didn't have the courage to apologize or explain anything. This led to what happened next.

Seeing that I wasn't angry with him, a wicked thought began to creep into Wu Tao's mind. He was a boy who
had read many erotic comics and often fantasized about the scenes in them. Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he
made an unusually bold decision. He first tried grabbing my buttocks. I screamed,
startling him. He thought he was doomed and waited for me to turn around and yell at him. Unexpectedly, I
just ignored him. This lack of resistance was seen as indulgence, which further fueled
his evil. So he began to caress me, doing all sorts of things to me, from which he could
see my profile. Watching me blush because of his caresses, watching me become aroused by his touch,
excited him greatly. Being able to touch me like this was something he had never imagined, never even dreamed of.

Every time I reached out to slap his hand, it would wake him up to what he was doing, but he couldn't stop the
devil's temptation, making him reach out to me again and again. Soon, he succeeded. I gradually became aroused.
My lack of resistance and silence gave him even more courage. He imitated the characters in comics and put his hand inside my pants.
He hesitated for a moment before reaching out, thinking he would definitely get caught, beaten, and
sent to the police station. But he felt he shouldn't let this opportunity slip by; he'd never had one before, and
probably never would. So he boldly reached out, and something unexpected happened:
I acquiesced to his actions. I let him touch and tease me, and surprisingly, I even reacted to his touch.
He could feel my constantly flowing fluid, and even though he'd never actually seen it, he guessed what it was.

It was his first time touching a girl's body, and such a mysterious place at that, and he was instantly hooked.
With joy and curiosity, he tried to violate me with his hand. He felt the tightness of my legs,
the softness of my vulva, the slipperiness of my fluid. He saw my alluring expression
as my captivating blush when I was aroused, and my mixture of desire and fear. For the first time, he realized
that the distance between us wasn't so great. I wasn't a high and mighty goddess, but an ordinary, cute girl.
With a little manipulation and the right timing, he could have some fun with me.

He liked girls' buttocks; he dreamed of touching those sexy clefts. His dream came true.
He touched my buttocks, and not through my pants, but directly on my skin. He felt he could taste...
To try something even more exciting and unimaginable, he took out marbles from his pocket, intending to leave
some marks on my body. He stroked my buttocks, then violated my anus with his fingers. Seeing me
wince , he felt a pang of heartache; seeing me aroused by his fingers' movements, he felt immense pleasure. He felt
he had successfully manipulated me, and this sense of accomplishment excited him greatly. He
inserted into my body, using them to bring me to orgasm. Looking at my alluring appearance, he felt extremely satisfied
and proud.

Listening to Wu Tao recount what happened at noon, I felt my mouth go dry. I fidgeted restlessly,
partly because of the tingling between my legs, rubbing my inner thighs to soothe that
itch, and partly because of the discomfort in my buttocks. To change the subject, I complained to him about the trouble and hardship his actions
had caused me, how difficult it was to get those marbles out, and
how had encountered the suspicion and conjecture of the cleaning lady. Seeing his stunned expression and recalling the
funny parts, I couldn't help but giggle.

Then, we talked about why he stepped on my foot in the computer lab. It turns out that besides liking
girls ' buttocks, Wu Tao was also a foot fetishist. However, his foot fetish was very different from others. Perhaps
due to family circumstances and personality traits, it caused a distortion in his mind. He didn't
kiss girls' feet like in novels or comics. He exhibited a more perverse desire; when he saw
girls wearing white shoes, he wanted to step on them, to dirty their white shoes, to give them a sense of humiliation,
which gave him a perverse pleasure.

Many times, he would pretend to accidentally step on girls wearing white shoes, and only once.
Because he acted timid, cowardly, introverted, and nervous, the girls wouldn't really cause
him trouble; at most, they would say a few unpleasant words. Tonight, I walked right into his trap again.
Clearly, sitting next to him in white indoor shoes, I was his prime target. Considering my behavior at noon,
even if I was angry, I probably wouldn't have done anything to him on the spot. He was quite clever; he successfully
stomped on my feet for a while, and although he was startled, his perverted desires were satisfied.
I not only gave him the opportunity but also let him have his fill.

"You really leave me speechless," I said, looking at Wu Tao, utterly exasperated.
To encounter such a bizarre pervert. If it weren't me, but someone else, they probably wouldn't just be taken to
the police station, but would also get a severe beating.

We talked for a long time, sitting on the stone steps for an extended period, and with my restless fidgeting,
I suddenly felt a burning pain in my anus. I couldn't help but frown…

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