A Twisted Partnership Moment

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Kanna woke up, looking around at the walls that were exactly the same as before she fell into a deep sleep.
Turning her gaze to her left, she quickly spotted the familiar machine; it was
the time machine she had helped develop for nearly three years, finally ready for the experimental stage.
However, recent experimental results hadn't yielded satisfactory progress, forcing her to temporarily put aside
family gatherings with her husband and daughter, and instead spend her days and nights in the laboratory conducting research.
Looking at the timer-like electronic screen on the wall displaying the time—February 27, 2137, 10:48 AM—
she gathered her thoughts.
"Good morning, Dr. Kanna,"
the man organizing data at the computer greeted her, as if noticing her presence.
She didn't have a good impression of the doctor named Aiken; his tense
gaze, which seemed to be constantly scrutinizing her, made her unable to relax.
Although she could trust this somewhat thin man, outside of work, she
always felt that Aiken was not the researcher she had imagined.
"...Good morning."
After a casual reply, Kanna immediately asked, "How is the stability of the 'cone'?"
"No change from yesterday. As for the Xunzi axis of change, the data is still in a stable phase. According to
the prediction, in about a week..."
Listening to Aiken's explanation, Kanna felt as if she hadn't woken up yet, and her mind became a little dazed.
She remembered that this experiment was initiated after a foreign research institute proposed a theory of time travel, and her company took on
the development project to conduct experiments on time travel.
Continuing on the closed timelike curve—matter will follow a closed trajectory in a given worldline until it returns
to its origin—based on this paradox of cause and effect, they had already established
a direction that would allow them to obtain reliable observation results.
"...Doctor? Boconas?"
Only after Aiken called out did she snap out of her daze.
"Oh, sorry, I don't seem to be awake yet," Kanna replied, casually putting away the cell phone on the table
. "What's wrong?"
"We need your assistance with Experiment Two. I wonder if the Doctor is ready yet?" Aiken's professional
and calm voice paused. "If Experiment Two succeeds, its results can be fed back
into the experiments here for use."
Kanna frowned slightly.
Experiment Two is a kind of psychophysical time travel, that is, sending human consciousness back to
the past; and Kanna, with her amazing memory, has been assigned to assist Aiken in the relevant research.
However, she had assisted in several experiments during this time, but aside from reminiscing about her childhood, the actual
data obtained was not easily applicable to the matter transmission aspect she was responsible for.
If it weren't for the fact that they were both based on closed time-class curves, she would have already applied to decline the assistance.
Undoubtedly, she had to admit that this 'senior', who was more than ten years older than her, could indeed help, but
it was still insufficient for her research.
"...Alright, consider it a warm-up to clear my head."
With a cold reply, Kanna took the lead and stepped out of the room, heading towards Aiken's private second research lab.
As for Aiken, who was almost left behind, he quickly grabbed the report on the table and swiftly followed.
"How's Spanny doing lately?"
"Oh, Ms. Spanny is still resting and won't be back to work until tomorrow. After all, she's accumulated
too many vacation days while working here... It's different from Dr. Kanna's and your material department."
Aiken's relaxed tone made Kanna a little helpless.
Right now, Kanna is in charge of the most important and difficult part of the material transport system.
Her main experiment is to confirm the range of the photon spacetime cone and test whether it can transport specific experimental
objects to the past; however, because the transmission coordinates have not yet stabilized, and
the charging rate of photon energy is too poor, they are trying to modify the spacetime device while waiting for the experimental results.
Unlike Aiken, who could easily obtain data by completing the assigned tasks, Kanna needed to sacrifice a significant amount of time for
fine-tuning the machines and making various inferences about transmission variations.
Therefore, in terms of workload, Kanna's was definitely more arduous than Aiken's.
"Please don't compare our workload to yours... I'm sorry, I misspoke."
After casually complaining, Kanna quickly realized her tone was unfriendly and apologized first, "The recent
experimental progress has been terrible, especially since many people returned to their own groups last week."
In this research institute, which already had a limited number of staff, many researchers had to handle multiple experiments simultaneously
, and Kanna herself was no exception.
"It's alright, as a researcher, I understand." Aiken smiled, "I hope this will help
clear your mind later."
"I hope so."
Regarding Aiken's research, Kanna could only be certain of one thing so far: it helped to refresh her.
Although they were just simple experiments she didn't want to remember, she felt
her thinking became more flexible after each one.
Otherwise, she wouldn't waste her precious time assisting others.
Soon, Kanna and Aiken entered the second research lab; unlike Kanna's first lab, the
room had soft colors and a comfortable double bed and sofa.
Like her lab, Aiken's room also had a huge machine connected to a hood and glasses.
"Well then, Dr. Kanna, please."
Following Aiken's gesture, Kanna picked up the hood, sat on the sofa, and put it on.
She let out a soft breath, quickly calming herself down and relaxing.
"I'm ready."
Kanna casually replied as Aiken stood beside the machine and began adjusting the data.
"Then let's begin."
Kanna heard Aiken turn on the machine; the next second, she "saw" herself seemingly flying.
It was as if she had left Earth, her entire being plunged into the vast, boundless universe.
No matter how she moved, she felt nothing; all she saw and heard was endless silence
and darkness. Kanna felt as if her entire being was being pulled into that darkness.
Gradually, the subtle sensations emanating from her skin and body thinned, and smells and scents
dissipated as her consciousness ventured deeper into the cosmic darkness.
"Please listen carefully to my voice, please relax your mind,"
Aiken's voice, tinged with electronic sounds, rang out through the hood, slowly calming Kanna's mind.
Obediently submitting to this now somewhat habitual, flat voice, she allowed her consciousness to delve
deeper into the universe.
"Please carefully recall your past. Savor your memories."
Kanna's consciousness floated.
In this abyss devoid of light, sound, color, and everything else, she began to feel
herself drifting in a certain direction.
The mechanical voice and the soft male voice made her mind drift gently, guided by the sound.
"Now, you're back to twenty-five. Now, you're back to twenty-four. Now…"
With Aiken's guidance, she gradually felt past memories surface in her mind.
Scenes from the past surfaced bit by bit during the fragmented countdown.
"Go with the feeling...go with the feeling..."
Her hazy consciousness and feelings gradually sank into the various scenes of the past.
Following this was a strange, drowsy feeling, as if it were blocking the depths of Kanna's mind.
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Kanna awoke, looking at the walls that were exactly the same as before she had fallen into a deep sleep.
After removing her hood, she turned her gaze to Aiken.
"Ah! It's Uncle Aiken! Hello!"
"Hello, little Kanna. How old are you now, little Kanna?"
"Five years old!"
Facing Kanna, whose behavior and speech had become like a child's, greeting him with an unusually lively tone
, Aiken's expression remained perfectly normal.
His eyes, with their strange gleam, further highlighted the indescribable
abnormality hidden beneath this seemingly natural scene.
"So, little Kanna, who is your uncle?"
"Kanna knows! Uncle Aiken is a doctor!"
Watching the mature beauty before him display such childish behavior, Aiken felt an indescribable
joy welling up inside him.
His experiments focused on mental spacetime theory, a special
study of allowing consciousness to travel through time based on the theory of closed timelike curves.
Simply put, Aiken's research on the theory of consciousness retrospection aims to allow human memories to travel
back in time, granting specific individuals knowledge and memories from the future.
On the other hand, this research itself is a highly dangerous thing, capable of profoundly influencing an individual's values and thinking
; because if this process is not precisely controlled, it can lead to the malignant situation of influencing others' thinking—some would call it
brainwashing.
"Tsk tsk, I'm really lucky. If it weren't for Miss Kanna's cooperation in providing so much data
..."
This, of course, wasn't 'cooperation'—Aiken thought self-deprecatingly.
Kanna, of course, had no idea that the reason she so readily agreed to assist Aiken's experiments was precisely because she
was easily swayed by Aiken's suggestions in this state.
Multiple instances of retrospection had subconsciously built a certain trust and dependence on Aiken within Kanna, and
ironically, this side effect slightly improved their relationship.
"Hmm? Cooperation? What is Uncle Aiken talking about?"
Seemingly noticing Aiken's mutterings, Kanna, unaware that she was already a married woman, interjected.
"Ah, no, Uncle was just thinking about something," he replied casually. "Here, little Kanna, this is your favorite
Barbie toy!"
"Yay! It's Barbie!"
Seeing Aiken take the doll out of the drawer, Kanna happily snatched it, jumped onto the double bed,
and rolled around while pointing and gesturing at the doll.
Seeing Kanna playing so engrossed in her game, Aiken secretly breathed a sigh of relief; every time he completed a consciousness regression, he
would unconsciously tense up due to a strange sense of guilt.
"At times like this, the Doctor is probably happier than me..."
Aiken chuckled bitterly to himself.
He knew, of course, that the research he was currently conducting was definitely not something beneficial to society.
To put it bluntly, the research institute was merely a subsidiary of the parent company, responsible for promoting new technologies; and these insignificant
researchers were simply receiving resources and continuing to work.
As a researcher with a vast amount of knowledge, Aiken naturally understood that this distorted "cooperation" would
n't bring them any real benefit.
"However..." Aiken looked at his hands, "I'm such a terrible person."
An increasingly thin sense of guilt, an increasingly fragile sense of unease, an increasingly strong desire to dominate, and an increasingly
pleasurable sense of conquest.
Each time he conducted consciousness reversal experiments on Kanna, Aiken felt that many subtle aspects of his thoughts had
changed, as if he were being brainwashed in sync.
—Worst of all, this not-so-bad change made his various desires begin to spiral out of control
; strictly speaking, it was his unwillingness to control or suppress his impulses.
"...Okay,"
Aiken murmured to himself, as if trying to persuade himself.
The feeling of holding people in his hands ignited his possessive and conquering desires.
The parent company had never interfered in their experiments, nor had it intervened
or obstructed the research institute, allowing him to let his desires dictate his judgment.
"Little Kanna, Little Kanna."
Calling to Kanna, who was playing with her dolls on the bed, Aiken had already decided to follow his
impulse once again.
To possess Kanna.
At this point—he didn't know how many times he'd told himself this, even though this was the most serious
moment—Aiken could no longer restrain himself.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Uncle Aiken?"
Kanna asked, unsuspecting, scrutinizing Aiken's expression with curiosity.
"Ah, Uncle has some experiments to do and wants little Kanna's help," Aiken said earnestly.
"Is that alright?"
Although he knew that Kanna, whose thinking had regressed to that of a five-year-old, would never refuse him, he was careful
not to say anything that might make a silly mistake.
Once he took this step, he could only allow himself to succeed.
"Okay! Kanna understands!"
Having received Kanna's 'cooperative' reply, Aiken immediately locked the doors and windows of the research lab.
Even though he was certain he wouldn't be disturbed, Aiken still didn't want any accidents to happen.
"Ahem, well then, little Kanna, please take off your clothes first."
"Yes, Uncle Aiken!"
Without any questions—under the brainwashing effect of consciousness reversal, she only trusted and
relied on Aiken's thoughts—Kanna took off her white robe, revealing her skin.
Underneath the robe was a healthy tan and a voluptuous, fleshy body; although she was only wearing a
simple long skirt and sweater, Kanna's beautiful figure still highlighted the charm she exuded.
With her slender waist, large breasts, and long, glossy black hair, Kanna, despite being a married woman,
still retained the unique feel of a young girl; especially her large
breasts, which swayed beautifully through her loose sweater, often drawing Aiken's gaze involuntarily.
"Hmm, um... this dress is so big..."
Unperturbed by the difference between her body and age, Kanna ignored Aiken's presence and proceeded to
pull off her sweater.
With each movement, her round breasts rippled, further revealing
smooth skin that made Aiken's head spin with excitement.
Her slightly dark tan skin appeared even more beautiful under the lights, and as her long skirt loosened, it seemed to release a wonderful
fragrance, making it impossible for any man to take his eyes off her warm and smooth legs.
Soon, Kanna was only wearing a bright green bra. Her
ample breasts, bound by narrow straps, seemed ready to jump out at any moment, displaying
an elasticity that made one want to touch them and confirm their texture; the thong on her lower body clung tightly to her slightly upturned buttocks, highlighting
the voluptuousness of her flesh, which was no less than that of her breasts.
"Beautiful breasts...and your bra."
"Thank you! Ah, Uncle Aiken, you can trade me a Barbie if you like!"
Unaware of how embarrassing her words were, Kanna, under Aiken's gaze
, placed her hand behind her bra and continued her shameless undressing performance.
Skillfully unbuttoning, Kanna's large breasts swayed rapidly outside her bra, the
relentless undressing waves making Aiken swallow hard.
Bending over and placing her fingers on either side of her thong, Kanna, seemingly oblivious to Aiken's
burning gaze fixed on her breasts, readily pulled her panties down in front of him.
Her alluring body was completely naked; her beautiful legs, large breasts, and slender waist were all brazenly exposed under the lights
. In that casual stance, the trimmed pubic hair between her legs clearly revealed the existence of her vulva
, shamelessly displaying her full, plump, mature labia.
Kanna had no idea what shameless things she, as a married woman, was doing in front of a man other than her husband
, nor did she know that her mature body was enough to drive countless men to madness.
Under Aiken's research, her mind, at the level of an elementary school student, only knew to cooperate with this trustworthy
'uncle' in conducting experiments.
"Oh…so wonderful…"
Aiken took a deep breath and exclaimed sincerely.
"No matter how many times I see it, it's still incredibly, beautiful... Your husband is so lucky..."
"Husband? I'm still preparing to start elementary school, I don't have a boyfriend yet!"
Hearing Aiken's exclamation, Kanna naturally replied, reminding him that she didn't actually
have a husband.
Aiken, whose eyes were already glued to her body, naturally didn't notice this.
"Well then, little Kanna, now we're going to begin the experiment." Aiken, snapping out of his reverie, coughed twice to signal
. "First, we're going to test your body's flexibility. Now you must follow my instructions faithfully
. Understand?"
"Yes!"
Kanna answered with a voice full of curious anticipation.
"Well..." Aiken paused, "First, hug me."
Upon hearing his instruction, the naked Kanna ran forward without hesitation and hugged him tightly ; her mind, seemingly regressed to an elementary school level, naturally didn't know 　　how passionate
this simple hug was in the eyes of an adult man . 　　 Feeling the wonderful sensation of her full breasts pressing against his chest, Aiken enjoyed those two soft mounds of flesh, 　　and his hands moved down to embrace Kanna's ample buttocks. 　　 Smelling the alluring scent emanating from the beautiful woman before him, Aiken held Kanna tightly while gently 　　shifting his body and arms, trying to press her soft, delicate frame against his chest. 　　 "Well done. Let me reward you." 　　 He brought his head close to Kanna's cheek, praising her while simultaneously launching a surprise attack on her ear with his mouth and tongue 　　, savoring the wonderfully textured feel of softness mixed with firmness. Holding Kanna tightly to prevent her from escaping, Aiken 　　relentlessly launched a further assault on her shoulder blades, passionately kissing her slightly protruding, alluring collarbone 　　.

"Ah! Uncle Aiken...it's so itchy...ah, no..."
Kanna, still thinking of herself as a primary school student, felt waves of pleasurable electricity coursing through her mind, and couldn't help but
moan.
The tingling sensation from her collarbone, the sweet, numb feeling spreading across her earlobes, all caused
Kanna's body to tremble slightly, making an irresistible response.
Whenever Aiken's lips began to suckle passionately on her shoulder blades, she felt her head bobbing uncontrollably
, as if brewing something wondrous; when she felt his tongue rubbing against her earlobe, Kanna
felt as if the tip of his tongue was about to touch the deepest part of her body, bringing an unbearable tingling sensation.
Overwhelmed by an unknown pleasure, Kanna, held tightly in Aiken's arms, could only writhe restlessly, indirectly
stimulating his lust with her soft breasts.
Aiken, in turn, took advantage of this opportunity to enjoy the firm yet tender texture of her breasts and the smooth
feel of her long, beautiful legs.
"Little Kanna, you're so sexy."
He released her mouth and breathed on her cute, slightly red ear, unable to resist letting out a sigh of admiration.
"Wh...ah! What does 'sexy' mean...?"
"I mean you're beautiful."
Taking advantage of Kanna's gaze meeting his, Aiken opened his mouth and kissed her deeply on her small lips, sucking
and licking those lips that didn't belong to him, those of a married woman.
Overwhelmed by the strange pleasure, Kanna could only let his tongue
move in and out of her mouth.
"Mmm...uh..."
Feeling the slightly salty moisture on Aiken's tongue, she couldn't help but stick out her own tongue, actively
intertwining it with his.
Kanna was unaware that her actions betrayed her marriage vows, and didn't even realize that this was
something only a prostitute would do; under the influence of brainwashing, her mind had been drastically regressed, and she
had absolutely no memory of her husband and daughter who were far away.
"Guessed the second instruction? Very clever..."
Releasing his mouth to allow Kanna to breathe, Aiken couldn't help but laugh.
Making a decision based on his male instincts, using the results of their collaborative research experiment to possess this woman
, brought a feeling far more pleasurable than he had anticipated.
"Then, kiss me... kiss me in your most passionate and intimate way."
Having made up his mind, Aiken gave Kanna a new instruction.
Upon hearing his command, Kanna didn't immediately comply, but hesitated slightly.
"Uncle Aiken... do you mean, like just now...?"
"...Ah, just do as I just said."
After thinking for a moment, Aiken gave her a gentle smile. How to get five-year-old Kanna to 'cooperate' was something he had 　　mastered
through numerous experiments with retrospection . 　　 Brainwashing through mental regression, coupled with easy manipulation of words and actions, now Kanna would only obediently carry out all his 　　demands. 　　 "Okay! I understand!" 　　 Kanna, still naked and held in Aiken's arms, seemed oblivious to the fact that she was being taken advantage of. She 　　simply obeyed Aiken's commands with obvious pleasure. 　　 Her full, soft breasts pressed against Aiken's body, and she gently rose on her tiptoes, bringing her cheeks close to his 　　face, offering a kiss. 　　 Gently patting her firm, smooth buttocks, Aiken allowed her to insert her tongue into his mouth, then slowly 　　pushed his tongue inside her mouth, enjoying Kanna's ministrations. 　　 Their lips were pressed tightly together, as if glued together. Kanna moved her tongue between Aiken's teeth 　　, sliding it against his gums. As she moved her tongue, she felt his rough tongue brush against her mouth, and she couldn't help but 　　tremble slightly. 　　 Whenever her full breasts rubbed against his chest, Aiken would pat her buttocks with his palm, offering appropriate 　　encouragement. And when Kanna learned to suck on his mouth, even swallowing their mingled saliva, he 　　couldn't help but knead her beautiful buttocks as a sign of approval. 　　 "Mmm...uh-huh..." Kanna 　　 would occasionally let out a soft moan, feeling Aiken's breath on her face, and she simply responded faithfully to 　　his equally passionate kisses. 　　 Succumbing to the inexplicable heat rising within her, 　　she simply savored the sweet pleasure of their deep, intertwined kisses, leaning her nearly limp body against his chest. Her 　　 bare breasts, almost deformed, pressed against Aiken's chest, their exquisite elasticity stubbornly 　　creating a beautiful cleavage, highlighting their alluring charm. 　　 Through his palms, arms, and even his entire body, Kanna's smooth skin, possessing both youthful and mature beauty 　　, continuously ignited desire in Aiken's mind, causing his penis to bulge 　　a huge tent in his pants. 　　 Their deeply intertwined tongues finally separated, and Aiken's lips, which had been pressed against Kanna's lips, 　　withdrew contentedly. 　　 "Oh...that was wonderful..." 　　 "Haa...ha, ah...I...I can't breathe..." 　　 Her cheeks flushed, and her breathing quickened during the long, intense kiss. Kanna, held in Aiken's arms, 　　didn't even notice her buttocks being kneaded and played with; she only complained softly. 　　 Looking at Kanna's half-closed eyes, he felt a surge of indescribable excitement rising in his chest; 　　the wife in his arms was unguardedly exposing her desire to him, and this sense of superiority in possessing another man's beloved wife excited him even more. 　　 —Who could make a cold, aloof intellectual show such a shameful expression of lust? 　　 —Who could make a married woman who has no feelings for him completely submit, and even shamelessly offer him a kiss? 　　 No one! 　　 Besides mastering this technique, this research institute's 　　 "third command." Suppressing the urge to immediately get to the main event, Aiken commanded, "Take 　　off my lower body clothes." 　　 This time, without waiting for Kanna's reply, he couldn't help but kiss her sweet little lips again;

Under his guidance, Kanna was pressed back onto the double bed, with most of her body pinned down by Aiken.
Her hands, barely able to reach Aiken's waistband, endured the tingling sensations in her collarbone and breasts as she
unbuttoned his trousers.
His hands, moving from her buttocks, moved to her firm, pink breasts, while Aiken simultaneously
caressed several sensitive areas of her upper body, cleverly spreading her legs wide.
As Kanna endured the electric-like pleasure surging through her body, she finally managed to
pull down Aiken's trousers; freed from the constraints of her underwear, Aiken's large penis quickly pressed against her lower abdomen.
"Wow! Uncle Aiken! How come you have three legs?!"
Hearing Kanna's incredibly amusing reply, Aiken quickly seized the opportunity.
"These aren't legs, they're called a big cock." After thinking for a moment, he said this. "Nobody else has this good thing
."
"Oh, I get it... Uncle Aiken has a big cock, that's amazing!"
The naive Kanna, of course, had no idea that this amazing big cock would invade her body.
If Kanna's mind hadn't been brainwashed, she probably wouldn't be surprised or
impressed by Aiken right now.
"This is the third instruction, listen carefully... make my big cock ejaculate."
While giving the order, he didn't forget to gently nibble on Kanna's earlobe.
Then, Aiken changed his position and straddled Kanna's lower abdomen, letting his penis gently rest on her high, firm breasts
; of course, he didn't let his hands rest, but instead touched her full breasts, gently
stroking them.
"Ejaculation... ah, never heard of that! Uncle Aiken, what is... ah... what is ejaculation?"
Her sensitive breasts were stimulated, making her question intermittent; to Kanna's surprise,
the wonderful sensation from her breasts began to make her less resistant.
Aiken, meanwhile, was kneading her breasts back and forth with his palms, thoroughly enjoying the
beautiful, large breasts that were about to become his own; the soft, heavy, wonderful sensation swaying between his fingers almost made him
forget to answer.
"When your big cock feels good, it will spit out white stuff to thank you. That's ejaculation."
"Hmm...hmm! So what should I do...hmm, ah...make it ejaculate, Uncle Aiken?"
Kanna, enduring the uncomfortable sensation of electric currents churning within her body as Aiken's palms and fingertips continued to tease her chest
, twisted her body as she asked the question.
Although she didn't dislike the feeling, it always felt like she was craving something, making her increasingly strange.
"Use your breasts to hold it, suck with your mouth, lick with your tongue, there are many ways."
Enjoying the melodious moans and the surging texture of her soft, large breasts, he finally answered.
Having received her reply, Kanna suppressed her pleasure and actively arched her upper body, using her breasts to clamp the long, strong penis
; the smooth, soft texture of her breasts squeezed the penis from both sides, and the burning sensation through her skin
added a touch of surprise to Kanna's expression.
At Aiken's signal to slap her buttocks, Kanna carefully pressed her hands against her breasts, rubbing the penis
back and forth between her narrow cleavage, gently massaging it.
Receiving his encouraging gaze, she extended her tongue and began licking the
large glans that bulged out from between her breasts; her soft, saliva-covered tongue slowly circled the glans, wanting to lick every
fine, delicate wrinkle, moving back and forth slowly around the coronal process.
"Mmm, oh...so good, fuck..."
The dual pleasure of sight and touch excited Aiken, and his hands began a second wave
of caresses all over Kanna's body.
"Uh, ugh, ah! Uncle Aiken, you can't...ah, you can't say dirty words!"
"Oh...I'm so sorry. I feel so comfortable."
As Kangna rubbed her soft big breasts against her cock, enjoying the wife's "first" breast sex, Aiken
responded casually, and continued to pursue other touches on the smooth brown skin with his hands.
The rippling breasts couldn't stop swaying, and Kangna, who was gradually becoming familiar with breast-fuck movements, used her plump and soft breasts to
squeeze and press, clamping and rubbing the cock that wanted to escape. When the tip of her tongue brushed against the fleshy cleft of the glans, she
noticed that Aiken would make a muffled moan that seemed to be very comfortable, so Kangna would stick out her tongue from time to time and swirl it around the horse's eyes.
It was piping hot, like a freshly grilled sausage—the first thing the five-year-old thought of was food—and the
unique, slightly fishy smell made Kanna increasingly fond of the large penis.
Stimulated by Aiken, Kanna, enjoying the exquisite pleasure, didn't notice that her nipples had quietly
protruded, standing erect with delicate pink hues amidst the smooth, brown flesh.
The soft flesh continued to sway with Kanna's movements, and the pleasurable feeling of being surrounded by layers of tender flesh made
Aiken's back tremble involuntarily; as if resisting the urge to ejaculate, he
reached his right arm behind Kanna's crotch to the small patch of pubic hair.
"Ugh! Mmm... It's so itchy..."
"Let's make it a little harder... Ugh, huff..."
Ignoring Kanna's complaints, Aiken continued his assault on her vulva, inserting his fingers
into the tight crevice. Stimulated, Kanna trembled and unconsciously opened her mouth, sucking on
the large glans before her.
She was unaware that her body was gradually becoming aroused under his caresses, nor that she was slowly
becoming intoxicated by the pleasure of sex.
At this moment, Kanna, whose mind was only at the level of an elementary school student, only knew that she had to "cooperate" with this uncle. Therefore,
apart from curiosity, she didn't feel much aversion to Aiken's actions, simply accepting
the waves of pleasure transmitted from his mature body to her childish consciousness.
—If there were a mirror right now, Kanna would surely be quite curious about her own lustful expression
.
Aiken, staring at her blushing cheeks, couldn't help but fantasize, his fingers continuing to stroke her labia and
thrust in and out of her vulva; the soft, tight squeezing sensation emanating from Aiken's fingers and...
The saliva on his cock and the juice from her vagina produced a different
feeling of moisture, which made him secretly compare the two pleasures in his heart while he continued to caress the beautiful woman under him
.
"Hmm... ah, um... chirp."
"Oh...!"
As if she instinctively felt that simple friction was not enough, Kangna cleverly used her hands to control the breasts that were squeezing the cock and swing it, so that the two plump and tender breasts tightly clamped Aiken's thick and long cock, 　　squeezing and shaking
irregularly . 　　 With repeated stimulation of her labia and vulva, Kanna's vagina gradually began to secrete translucent vaginal fluid. Each 　　time Aiken's fingers brushed against her slightly protruding clitoris, Kanna's body would tremble violently, 　　as if trying to escape the inexplicable pleasure, she would lick the glans with her lips and unconsciously clench her fists, kneading the penis more intensely. 　　 Amidst these waves of pleasure, Aiken could no longer endure it, and could only bend over, preventing himself from 　　succumbing to the sensations of pleasure so quickly. 　　 As if intuitively understanding what Aiken's reaction meant, Kanna naturally cooperated with his actions 　　, moving closer and sucking on the entire glans. Her full, swaying breasts squeezed the penis tightly 　　, burying it under her cleavage for further friction. Enduring the feeling of being stretched open by the glans , Kanna's cherry-like mouth diligently sucked on the entire glans, 　　teasing and stimulating the penis 　　with her tongue as if trying to stick to it . 　　 Feeling the all-too-familiar throbbing of his hard, throbbing penis, Aiken abruptly swung his right wrist 　　, thrusting his fingers in and out of Kanna's wetness, causing Kanna to let out intermittent, seductive moans as she desperately tried 　　to suppress the urge to ejaculate. 　　 The sucking, licking, and teasing continued, her flushed cheeks sinking in as she sucked on the glans. Kanna instinctively used 　　her two soft, tender breasts to clamp and rub against his penis, the squeezing motions from the base becoming increasingly rapid. 　　 "Mmm, oh...that's good! Ready, go! Swallow it!" 　　 A tingling sensation shooting up her spine made Aiken cry out in pleasure. 　　His left hand, which had been caressing Kanna's body, quickly moved to the back of her head and pressed it down towards him. 　　 "Mmm, chumm, mmm mmm!" 　　 Her full breasts rippled with wet waves, and the intense stimulation from between her legs and the pressure on the back of her 　　head left Kanna only able to let out incoherent moans. 　　 She curled up as if trying to shrink into herself, pressing her mouth and breasts together to squeeze 　　the increasingly hot penis that throbbed with each tremor. 　　 Before long, he had reached his limit of endurance, and Aiken ejaculated a large amount of semen into Kanna's small mouth; the thick, semi- 　　solid fluid quickly filled her mouth, forcing her to 　　swallow the bitter, honey-like liquid as Aiken commanded. 　　 After barely swallowing most of the semen, Kanna subconsciously loosened her grip on his glans to allow herself to breathe 　　; as the remaining semen spurted from his urethra, Kanna's flushed face and full breasts were also stained with 　　the translucent white fluid. 　　 "…………So…wonderful…damn." 　　 Aiken looked at the beautiful married woman beneath him. 　　 Kanna's entire upper body was stained with her own semen—from the corners of her mouth, strands of hair, cheeks, even her firm, large breasts— 　　making her healthy brown skin unusually filthy. 　　 Silent drops of semen, mixed with sweat, dripped from her soft lips, sliding down her 　　tight cleavage, leaving behind his unique body odor in that deep valley. 　　 Her soft breasts swayed gently with her panting breaths, the soft waves carrying the scent of sweat, making 　　her subtly flushed female flesh even more alluring. 　　 "Mmm, gurgle...it tastes weird...ah, ahh!" 　　 Kanna, having finally swallowed all the semen, was about to say something when her voice immediately turned into a wanton moan. 　　 Although still immersed in the afterglow of ejaculation, Aiken's right hand didn't stop; he constantly rubbed her labia 　　, teased her clitoris, and probed and prodded inside her vagina, his five fingers using every trick in the book to 　　intensify Kanna's desire. 　　 "Ugh, no, no! It's so weird! Ah, ahh!" 　　 Ignoring Kanna's moans and cries, Aiken continued to rub her sensitive vulva with his fingers, then moved away, 　　smiling as he stroked her hair. 　　 A mixture of joy and confusion crossed her face, and the strange warmth surging through her body left Kanna bewildered. She could only 　　look helplessly at Aiken. 　　 "Huh? Ugh, ahh! There, it's so...so, ahh! So, uh-huh!" 　　 Just as she was about to tell Aiken about the sweet, inexplicable feeling in her heart, Kanna was suddenly silenced by a forceful kiss 　　. 　　 Her tongue and lips began to entwine with Aiken's again, and her breath, which hadn't yet returned to normal, became ragged again. Her body was weak and 　　powerless; she could only weakly twist her body to prevent those fingers from roaming freely over her lower body. 　　 Seeing this, Aiken swiftly pinched the protruding clitoris between two fingers, 　　rubbing the tender pink nipple back and forth. With the sudden, intense caresses, she felt wave after wave of intense electric currents emanating from the twisted clitoris 　　, bringing her indescribable pleasure both physically and mentally. 　　 Under Aiken's intensified stimulation, Kanna trembled and bounced, gradually losing her 　　already weakened rationality in the surging waves of pleasure, acting according to her female instincts. 　　 "Ugh, mmm! Mmm mmm!!" With her 　　 eyes tightly closed and her body pressed against Aiken, Kanna greedily sucked the saliva from his mouth, her body 　　trembling uncontrollably under the manipulation of Aiken's right hand. 　　 Feeling the sudden, slippery sensation on his right hand, he realized that the woman in his arms had unconsciously reached her climax, and 　　he knew that this married woman, who was now only five years old in terms of her mental development, had been aroused to orgasm by his caresses. 　　 —And he certainly wouldn't miss such a rare opportunity. 　　 "Little Kanna, little Kanna." 　　 His right hand, which had just recovered slightly, began to caress again, using his thumb to tease her clitoris and freeing two fingers to continue 　　thrusting in and out of her wet vulva, as he called out to Kanna once more.

"Hmm... Huh...?"
After being overwhelmed by the unknown pleasure of orgasm, her mind was still a blur, and she could only give simple, vague
responses.
Aiken wanted to take advantage of Kanna's hazy consciousness, which made her more receptive to external information, to deepen
the side effects of the regression to consciousness.
"Tell me, who is your favorite person?"
"My favorite... um, uh... Mom, Mom..."
Mixed with weak moans, Kanna answered honestly.
Unlike an adult or a normal mental state, her mind, which had been regressed to the level of an elementary school student, did not have
the capacity to withstand the burden of orgasmic pleasure.
"So, who do you trust the most?"
"Um... ah... I trust... Daddy... ah, um... and Uncle Aiken... Uncle..."
Guiding Kanna's thoughts with simple, clear sentences, he continued to caress
and stimulate her mature, beautiful body.
Taking advantage of her weakened state of consciousness, Aiken used short questions and answers to carry out subtle, almost imperceptible intrusions
.
"So, whatever I say, you'll completely believe me. Right?"
"Um... yes, yes... ah! um..."
Her mind was regressed to an age where she couldn't make normal judgments; her consciousness was blurred under the influence of orgasm and lingering lust
. Kanna's hazy vision could only meet Aiken's gaze.
The frequent deep kisses, the caresses on her breasts and thighs, the persistent emptiness in her vagina—all these made
her feel a craving for something she couldn't quite put her finger on.
"So, when I say 'you love me the most,' you'll love me more than you love your mother."
With cleverly worded, logically flawed questions, Aiken's fingers probed
the folds of flesh deep within Kanna's vagina, beginning to carefully probe.
"Mmm…ahh! Hmm, hmm…yes…"
The most sensitive spot inside her vagina was being intensely stimulated, causing Kanna to writhe restlessly, letting out seductive
moans.
"So, you love me the most, and you trust me the most. Right?"
"Um, um... I, I love Uncle Aiken the most... and, ah! I trust... Uncle Aiken the most
..."
Kanna didn't realize that the subtly flawed logic was beginning to form a correct thought in her mind
, gradually imprinting itself on her subconscious and becoming a deep memory.
Suppressed at the age of five, when her independent consciousness was not yet clear and her judgment was not properly established,
Kanna, tormented by sexual desire, was unable to make a rational judgment and could only
draw conclusions based on Aiken's seemingly reliable words.
"Fourth instruction. Say 'I love and trust Aiken the most,' and remember it deeply. Come on."
"I... love, and trust the most... um, um... Uncle Aiken... I love... and, and
trust the most... Aiken... um! Uncle..."
Her moans became indistinct, yet Kanna faithfully repeated the simple yet profoundly impactful phrase
.
Aiken's hands didn't stop; he caressed and stimulated Kanna's body all over, urging
her to repeat the same sentence. Every three times, Aiken would use more refined techniques to intensify the hooking
and thrusting of his fingers, sending Kanna's confused mind to a wonderful mini-orgasm.
—Things deeply ingrained at age five will be transformed into memories and projected into one's thinking, achieving
a more profound effect than ordinary brainwashing.
—Through continuous caressing stimulation, the body instinctively records the
state at the moment of sexual satisfaction, enhancing the brainwashing effect at the level of reflex nerves.
"I love you the most, umm...yes, also...I trust you the most...umm, uh-huh, Uncle Aiken..."
With each climax, her voice gradually became hoarse, and Kanna, drenched in sweat, simply followed
Aiken's instructions and shouted the same words.
Her beautiful, mature body trembled repeatedly, even showing slight spasms. Her nipples and clitoris
were fully erect from countless mild orgasms. Her entire body was covered in sweat stained with the stench of semen. Kanna
lay weakly on the bed, barely able to support herself.
"...Phew."
Finally reaching a point of satisfaction, Aiken lifted Kanna's long, beautiful legs high, making
her press them down with her hands, assuming a lewd position that completely exposed her vulva and honeypot.
With only an elementary school education, she naturally couldn't understand her impending fate. She simply
looked left and right curiously at Aiken as he moved his penis toward her lower body.
"Uncle Aiken...?"
"The fifth instruction is simple."
As if sensing the unease in Kanna's eyes, Aiken simply moved closer to her cheek.
"Remember that I'm the one you love most, and then... enjoy it."
Then, his thick, ready penis thrust in, plunging into her already soaking wet
vagina.
Involuntarily turning her head back, Kanna felt her entire body radiating a strange, blissful
satisfaction; a throbbing, tingling, and soft sensation of fullness spread from her lower body,
filling her mind with a wave of sweet pleasure.
With a muffled groan, Aiken ignored Kanna, who could barely sustain her moans, and began
thrusting deeper into her honeypot.
With each thrust, Kanna's smooth, brown breasts bounced and rippled
, their sweat mingling with their intertwined bodies. Each time his glans struck inside her, Kanna
's moans rose in unison, and her arms, which held her legs, trembled involuntarily.
He grasped her heaving breasts with both hands, kneading and playing with them. Aiken maintained a moderate pace with each thrust
, but each stroke was quite forceful, slamming heavily against the sensitive area of Kanna's vulva, letting his large glans
rubbing against her vitals wantonly.
"Ah...good, so good...I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly...uh, mmm! It's...strange...but
so good...mmm!"
A sweet, pleasurable sensation washed over her, and she instinctively experienced the joy of sex. Kanna naturally responded to
Aiken's movements, twisting her body to welcome his thrusts.
Without offering any further response, Aiken, focused on his work, pinched her nipples with his fingers while violently pounding
into her tight, moist opening, as if trying to carve out a territory that belonged only to him.
"Ugh, ah...okay, um, ah...Uncle Aiken...no, don't...um, um
...ah! No, I...I need to pee..."
A strange sensation, similar to but different from going to the toilet, made Kanna involuntarily cry out, as if something was about to gush out from her body
. However, her trembling body was against her will, only
wantonly transmitting the sweet, honey-like pleasure emanating from her honeypot and all over her body.
Her slender waist trembled violently, and Kanna's legs, which she had released at his silent command, unconsciously wrapped around Aiken's waist
, making his thrusts even smoother.
Waves of intense pleasure crashed over her still-unsettled young mind;
her lithe figure, kicking and leaping beneath Aiken, appeared even more alluring and seductive.
"No... um, ah... I... I need to pee... I... I feel so good, but it's also strange
... um, ah, ah, ah!"
The mature, voluptuous body and the tender, immature mind created an unnatural, stark contrast; this
artificially created contrast allowed Aiken's sexual techniques to etch the feeling of sexual satisfaction directly into
the deepest recesses of her mind, leaving an indelible memory accompanied by those simple, repeated phrases.
And how severe the aftereffects of these experiences would be, Kanna herself had no idea at that moment.
"Oh, uh... mmm... how, how can it... feel so good, ah... mmm, ahh!"
With each thrust of his hips against her full, beautiful buttocks, Aiken heard Kanna's small mouth utter soft
moans filled with boundless desire; enjoying the weight of his hands and the fragrant breaths on her face, Aiken's movements became faster and faster, his penis
pounding and rubbing against her folds of flesh.
Feeling as if his penis was piercing through her tight, honeyed hole and grinding against her heart, Kanna cried out wantonly, uttering
things she herself didn't understand, gradually becoming intoxicated by this unknown sweetness.
Enduring Aiken's constantly changing rhythm and timely, full-force thrusts into the depths of her honeyed hole, her consciousness became
blurred in large patches.
"Ugh, ahh...so good, so good down there...I'm flying, ah, ahh! I, I'm going to
fly...ah, ahhh!"
Kanna's body, half-held in Aiken's arms, trembled violently for no apparent reason. Her mind went completely
blank for a moment, a strange sense of liberation washing over her; she felt light and powerless, the
sweet, wonderful sensation seeming to carry her to the sky, making her feel ethereal and unable to think.
As Kanna reached her climax, Aiken couldn't help but ejaculate in that exquisite squeezing sensation, pouring a second wave of semen
onto her soft, tender flesh.
Lost in the indescribable, blissful sensation of what seemed like urinating, Kanna, unaware that
she had received the nourishment of male semen, moved closer to Aiken's lips for a kiss.
The almost intoxicating pleasure made Kanna's mind even more hazy; she seemed to forget to breathe as she
played with Aiken's tongue, exchanging saliva with him. Only when she could no longer hold her breath did she manage to
part her lips, her expression revealing a beautiful, infatuated look. Kanna enjoyed the sweet, tingling sensation from Aiken's slowly but persistently
thrusting penis, and soon extended her tongue again for a kiss.
"Mmm, um...chumm...mmm, ah! umchu..."
"Little Kanna, you really are...so amazing..."
Aiken, his penis still half-erect, felt the pleasure of
sex brought by the mature, delicate body of the married woman beneath him as his penis continued to slide in and out of her tender honey hole. The wanton response of her honey hole, as if it didn't want him to leave, sucked and gripped him,
making him unable to let go.
Holding the completely dazed Kanna, Aiken caressed her
, continuing to stimulate her desire while waiting for his penis to return to full readiness.
The sense of conquest from sex, the sense of plunder from controlling another's mind, gave him an unprecedented sense
of satisfaction.
"Little Kanna, Little Kanna."
"Mmm...uh, what's wrong...?"
He called softly, kissing the beautiful woman in his arms, whose body and soul were about to succumb.
Without a response, he simply thrust his hips again, gently plunging into her honeyed depths, turning Kanna's
question into a moan of ecstasy.
"Come on, repeat what you just said."
"Ah...um...I love you the most...I trust you the most, um! I trust you the most...Uncle Aiken...um..."
He resumed his vigorous piston-like movements, Aiken's thrusts penetrating her tight honeyed depths once more, pushing
her into a state of heightened, confused lust.
The soft, undulating waves of her breasts shifted between his palms, the splattered juices mingling with sweat as they
slid down their intertwined thighs, leaving obscene trails on their brown skin.
The soft, slapping sounds of their bodies colliding and slapping against each other mingled with Kanna's intermittent moans, adding
sound to the silent room.
"You're such a good girl. This is a reward... Oh!"
he said, as Aiken's penis slammed heavily into the depths of Kanna's vagina, causing her to involuntarily let
out a soft moan.
Unconsciously, her entire body was tightly entwined with his. Kanna could only follow the unfamiliar
impulse deep within her heart, responding to Aiken's thrusts, her mouth uttering incoherent cries.
"Listen, the person you love most... is me!"
Caressing Kanna's sweaty, trembling body, Aiken
whispered softly, his breath warm against her earlobe, his voice rising and falling with the rhythmic thrusts of his penis, leaving her only able to gasp and moan.
Kanna moaned, obediently matching his movements; overwhelmed by wave after wave of climax, she could only let her mind
be shattered by the electric currents of pleasure, responding to Aiken's penis with wanton moans.
Both physically and mentally, Kanna gradually fell into Aiken's grasp.
Their incessant, entwined intercourse continued shamelessly, with Aiken deliberately controlling the rhythm.
……………………
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Kanna awoke, looking at the walls, unchanged from when she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Although they still kept in touch through brief emails, she had
n't properly contacted her family for some time, having been engrossed in her research.
Looking at the timer-like electronic screen on the wall—March 16, 2137, 8:24 AM—
she snapped out of her daze.
"Oh, dear little Kanna, you're awake?"
Following the voice, she quickly saw Aiken, draped only in a white robe, greeting her.
A slight chill made her realize she wasn't wearing any clothes; her healthy, tanned skin was
exposed to the man's gaze. Upon closer inspection, she also noticed
faint finger marks on her chest, the result of prolonged caressing.
And somehow, Kanna found herself covered in sweat, and there was a strange—unpleasant
odor that she didn't find offensive.
"You should turn the air conditioning down a bit,"
Kanna replied casually, running her fingers through her slightly sticky hair.
Aiken was one of the few people she trusted most; otherwise, she would never have so readily exposed herself to him
.
Looking at his face, Kanna always felt a strange sense of intimacy and familiarity; perhaps it was
this inexplicable reason that made it so easy for her to open up to this man and cooperate with him
on research?
"I'm so sorry. Oh, right, you could use your usual tone of voice..."
She paused, then Aiken looked her over as she dried herself with a towel, put on a sweater and long skirt, seemingly unconcerned that her private parts
were completely exposed.
That unique sense of dominance surged in his chest, bringing him a wonderful feeling.
"I understand, Uncle Aiken. But I can't slack off while working... um, *chu*..."
Before she could finish, Aiken grabbed Kanna from behind, turning her face towards him and
forcefully kissing her, his hands slipping inside her sweater.
Without struggling, or even seeming surprised, Kanna gently reciprocated his kiss,
offering her lips and breasts to his rough hands.
Sucking on her soft tongue, exchanging saliva, Aiken made Kanna willingly swallow his
saliva before releasing her mouth.
"...Ugh...Chu, um...Uncle Aiken, you're so mean! I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
"I'm sorry, it's just that you're so cute and beautiful, little Kanna, I couldn't resist."
"...Uncle Aiken is such a pervert."
Hearing his compliment, which carried a different meaning, Kanna blushed and leaned against him, her girlish passion
contrasting strangely with the mature charm of her delicate body.
Of course, she didn't know that she had spent all her free time these past ten days in Aiken's lab.
Besides handling experiments, she spent her days either in bed enduring his sexual techniques or
wearing the mental time-space device while in a semi-conscious state; her consciousness was regressed to a young age where she couldn't make independent judgments, and even in her sleep,
she was repressed into the same state. Kanna's conscious awareness had been gradually eroded by countless suggestions, and she harbored a
deeply fabricated trust and attachment to Aiken.
Now, Kanna only saw him as a
research partner whom she respected more than her parents, was closer to and cherished than her husband and daughter, and had lost the wariness one should have towards the opposite sex.
She also failed to understand the future this distorted cooperative relationship would lead her into.
"Alright, hurry up and continue with your part. I should get busy too."
"Okay. Uncle Aiken, see you later."
After enjoying the full, soft breasts, Aiken let Kanna leave his embrace, giving her bottom
a hard slap, making her plump buttocks ripple beautifully.
Giving Aiken a sidelong glance, Kanna picked up the folder on the table and left the room,
hurrying towards her research lab.
Only after crossing the corridor did she feel something about to overflow in her lower abdomen, forcing her to
postpone her research experiment for a few minutes and rush to the bathroom to tidy herself up.
……………………
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After finishing the report, Aiken's work for the day was complete.
Since making that decision that would affect his future, he had only felt an indescribable joy.
Using the results of his experiments, Aiken was confident he could manipulate anyone's mind; given enough
time, no one could resist the backtracking of consciousness.
Thinking this, the door to his lab opened.
"Hi, Dr. Aiken!"
"Oh, Sfanie. You're right on time."
Looking at the red-haired beauty who stepped into the room and stood before him, Aiken felt a strange
heat rise within him.
After Kanna, Sfanie was the second woman he chose to 'cooperate' with; as his personal assistant
, she was crucial in every way, allowing Aiken to further his experiments.
"Look! This was prepared according to the doctor's requirements!"
Underneath her coat, her nearly naked, smooth body was unexpectedly revealed to Aiken.
Her breasts, no less impressive than Kanna's, and perhaps even more pert, were covered only by two
bright red nipple covers that barely concealed their prominent peaks; his gaze swept over Sfanie's lower body, and he could...
He could clearly see the wine-red vibrating egg pressed tightly between her legs, trembling as if trying to escape the constriction of her labia.
"Ready for the experiment?"
"Of course! I'm your dear assistant and lover!"
she replied with a smile to Aiken's question.
Through his experiments, Sfanie rediscovered her own promiscuous nature regarding sex, and the
passionate love she felt for Aiken deep within her.
Therefore, whenever Aiken made a request, she would gladly offer
her body—whether for intercourse or experimental research—to help the one she loved most.
"Then… let's begin today's experiment."
With that, Aiken picked up the hood.
With just a little more time, he could transform this device into a miniaturized version that could be remotely controlled.
In the future, many more people will "collaborate" with him on research... and not just this
research, but anywhere he desires to reach.
He is filled with boundless anticipation for this.
[The End
]

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