Transmigrated to Japan as a slutty bitch

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

My name is Lin Qi, and I'm a vulgar bookworm. I say vulgar because I like to pick up any
book with words on it and read it haphazardly, regardless of its content or quality. That's how I've
labeled myself a bookworm. As for being vulgar, that's easy to understand. I'm not some
bookworm who ; even when I read, I'll read some obscene or pornographic material—things that aren't exactly respectable. Over time, my
knowledge and perspective haven't necessarily broadened, but I can at least recognize a few characters. If I think about it, all I've read has
cultivated picked up a few phrases of Japanese.

Why am I mentioning all this? Because I fucking time-traveled, and to make matters worse, I time-traveled to
the period when China and Japan were at war. This period was a painful memory for all Chinese people. The land was lost,
the people suffered, and the saying "better to be a dog in times of peace than a human in times of chaos" was vividly demonstrated here.
On the front lines, due to incompetent leadership and a vast disparity in national strength, the Chinese army often sacrificed lives to hold off the Japanese advance
. Meanwhile, behind the lines, corruption was rampant, prices soared, and the lives of ordinary people were hardly
better than those of the soldiers fighting on the battlefield. Every time I think of this, my heart aches.

But so what if my heart aches? I have to live to have the right to feel sorry for them, right? Damn it, why is it that when others transmigrate, they get
to some primordial world or magical world, where they have money, women, and can conquer mountains and seas at will?
Why did I end up in such a turbulent era? Am I supposed to be a savior? I don't have that ability! Money, food,
women ? Who am I supposed to ask? The Japanese?

Rants aside, what's done is done. Since I've transmigrated to this era, I have
to survive . Now, let's figure out where I am first. I'm at the very end of a street, surrounded by
high walls that completely block out the sunlight. I checked myself;
I was dressed in simple clothes, with only a few silver dollars in my pocket. Ugh... I'm incredibly poor. That's barely enough for two meals
, I guess. Damn it,

things just aren't going my way. I found a restaurant, sat down, ordered a bowl of noodles, and slurped them down while asking around. Slowly, I finally understood my
situation. I'm in Pudong, the place the foreigners used to call the Pearl of the Orient.
But I scoffed at that. What
a load of crap! Back then, most people here still couldn't afford to eat, still lived in poverty. All that extravagance and decadence was for those bloodsucking
parasites and the foreigners in the concessions. What's more, now that the Japanese have occupied the city, the
situation hasn't improved much. Not only are those who used to manipulate prices and exploit the people unharmed,
but now you have to be extra careful around the Japanese devils, otherwise they could easily
shoot a hole in your head without any reason.

Damn it, so damn damn bad luck! A beautiful day ended with hearing such awful news. I was slurping my
noodles when I saw a woman around thirty years old walk into the noodle shop. She was at least 1.7 meters
tall , wearing a traditional Chinese dress common at the time—a qipao-like top, simple and
elegant, with a high collar, a purple top embroidered with gold thread, and a long black skirt that went past her knees,
giving her restrained and conservative air. However, this woman was
completely different from the thin, malnourished Chinese women I remembered. She had fair skin, long legs, and her fitted top couldn't hide her enormous breasts.
Judging by my measurements before I transmigrated, those breasts were at least 36g! Not only was she well-developed, but the woman
was also wearing makeup; her lips were bright red, and she even had red eyeshadow around her eyes, making her look incredibly alluring and
captivating. However, with that attire and figure, she was definitely not an ordinary commoner. So, why would a woman from high
society come to this run-down restaurant?

I sensed something was wrong, so I slurped my noodles faster and leaned closer to the other side of the restaurant
, ready to run away at any moment.

I waited a short while, and sure enough, the woman spoke, and what she said surprised me greatly:

"Stop pretending to eat noodles. You Chinese spies, do you expect our brave warriors of the Great Japanese Empire to
find you with bullets?"

I continued slurping my noodles, but my mind was in turmoil. First, this woman was probably not Chinese;
second, she was here to arrest Chinese spies. It might seem like it had nothing to do with me, but I knew better than anyone
how ruthless those Japanese were back then. I, a clueless bystander, could easily
have gotten myself shot for slurping noodles too loudly. So, without a second thought, I found the right moment and ran!

"Bang!"

Sure enough, a gunshot rang out from somewhere, and instantly the entire restaurant erupted in gunfire, figures flashing across the room as
both sides engaged in a fierce exchange of fire.

But I certainly couldn't watch anymore; if I did, a stray bullet could kill me. Without a second thought, I
sprinted towards the back door of the noodle shop. Once

outside, I entered a winding alley and ran like a headless fly for what felt like
forever. Only after confirming the gunfire had stopped behind me did I stop to catch my breath.

"Damn it, thank goodness I ran fast; otherwise, I would have been dead,"

I muttered to myself, the scene still vivid in my mind. But besides the thrill,
there was —the woman with the alluring aura, dressed like any other Chinese woman,
yet she was exceptionally beautiful, with a stunning figure and a gorgeous face. Even her makeup
was unlike any other Chinese woman I'd ever seen. The clothes that looked ordinary on an ordinary woman became incredibly alluring on her
. Who…who was this woman?

Before I could think too much about it, I heard heavy footsteps behind me. No way, someone's really chasing me?!
I quickly grabbed a rock, pressed myself against the wall, and listened to the footsteps, ready to catch the person
off guard .

Slowly, the footsteps drew closer, and I noticed the person slowed down. It seemed…the person
had noticed something too? I waited, waited, and when I was sure the person was right beside me, I suddenly lunged
out ! Clutching the rock, I stepped outside.

"Baka!"

Damn it, sure enough, it was a Japanese
devil . Without saying a word, I shoved a rock into his cheek. The devil yelped in pain from the blow.
I yelled, "Wah!" With a burst of energy, I kicked him in the stomach, using the force to
snatch the gun from his hand. Then, I twisted the barrel and, using the bayonet, plunged it into his heart
.

"Ugh—"

The yellow-clad soldier struggled for a moment, then collapsed limply. This… should count as dead, right?
I was somewhat at a loss. This seemed to be the first time in my life, no, in both my lives, that I had killed someone, but… the process
seemed quite simple, and I didn't feel much guilt afterward. Perhaps it was because I had killed a
Japanese invading China?

Just as I was wondering what to do with the body, I heard clapping in front of me. I looked up and
saw the woman from before, wearing a purple top and black skirt, with a hot figure
and an air of mystery. She was looking at me with disdain, a smirk playing on her lips,
clapping her hands repeatedly. She looked at me, and said lazily,

"Not bad, really not bad. For a mere Chinese like you to kill
a soldier of my Great Japanese Empire without weapons, you're quite something."

"But... that's the end of it!"

I felt her tone shift instantly from languid to sharp as a blade. As she
finished speaking, a dozen or so Japanese soldiers wearing pig-ear hats emerged from behind her, each holding
a rifle and glaring at me menacingly.

"Damn it, that's the end of it?"

I muttered to myself, feeling that my hard-won life, this transmigration, was about to end.
Bad luck, damn it, just seeing this woman makes me feel unlucky. I cursed inwardly, but
didn't move. Seeing me standing still, the woman's voice became languid again:

"Hmph, you Chinese are quite the tough one. I've been in China for so long, and you're the first
Chinese person who isn't afraid of me. What? Aren't you afraid of me?" Damn it

, what nonsense! Although I felt my fate was sealed
, I couldn't lose an argument! I yelled back,

"Fuck you, you little Japanese! Stop spouting nonsense! I'll take you all on by myself!"

Damn... I've never cursed at a group of people like that before. After all, I've lived in a society governed by law for so long,
I've lost all my experience with insults...

But the woman in front of me suddenly became serious, her eyebrows furrowing as she questioned me,

"Heh, another stubborn one. But I bet you're still a virgin, aren't you? You don't know who I am, and you've never
dealt with me before, that's why you look so fearless. Hmph, ignorant Chinese."

Although I was furious and exasperated, this woman was right about one thing—
I was indeed a virgin, and a virgin who had only been in this world for less than two hours.

"Hmph, I'll let you see before you die. Remember, Chinese, my name is Majima Yoshiko, Chief of Intelligence for the Great
Japanese Empire in China!"

Hmm... I think I remember this woman. She was the head of Japanese intelligence in China during this era,
and of course , she wasn't wrong about being the Chief of Intelligence. Regardless of the interpretation, she was a
thorn . She had been sent to China to grow up from a young age, and her behavior, speech, and demeanor were
indistinguishable from the Chinese. Her control over China surpassed even that of most Chinese officials at the time, who were only concerned with enriching themselves. Coupled with
her mastery of human nature and her unpredictable schemes, she became one of China's most formidable opponents.

But what the hell did it have to do with me? I was going to die today; why would I care who killed me?
Without hesitation, I launched a counterattack.

"Damn it, I don't care who you are! Come and kill your father if you dare!"

Seeing that I showed no desire to surrender and even resorted to profanity, the woman's patience for verbal
persuasion . She waved to the Japanese soldiers beside her and said,

"You search the others; I'll deal with him."

Something seemed off. That's right, how could I understand these Japanese people's conversations? I even
felt that it was the same as Chinese for me; I could easily listen to, speak, read, and write Japanese. Why was that
?

The Japanese soldiers beside the woman obeyed orders and searched behind me in squads. Soon, only
the woman named Majima Yoshiko and I remained in the alley.

The woman pulled out something that looked like an earplug from somewhere, waved it in her hand, and said to me:

"Chinese, this is a communication device used by our Great Japanese Empire for its intelligence system. It's small,
convenient , and hard to detect, easily enabling communication within a ten-mile radius. We intelligence agents love it.
But now, this thing has only one use, which is..."

"When my men capture your accomplices, your captured Chinese accomplices will definitely make very pleasant and
melodious sounds... Hehehehe, don't you want to enjoy them?"

"Or, as the Chief of Intelligence of the Great Japanese Empire, I'll generously offer you a
chance . Just kneel at my feet now, tell me the location of your hidden accomplices, and loudly announce
your defection to the Great Japanese Empire, thus severing your ties with China. Then I might consider... letting you not enjoy
the same treatment as your accomplices. How about that?"

The woman named Yoshiko Mashima crossed her left arm over her chest, waved the communicator in her right, and
crossed , looking at me with a mocking expression, seemingly waiting for me to kneel and beg for mercy.

Damn it, don't even think about it. I was panting heavily, sweating profusely. Firstly, because I had been running for a long time, and
the initial excitement had worn off, fatigue was settling in. Secondly,
the pressure from this female demon in front of me was simply too great; I was starting to feel breathless. But, but, kneel and beg for mercy?
No way!

"Damn it, you Japanese slut, what right do you have to talk so much? Your father is right here, let's see
what you can do to me!"

Uh... I guess I've never cursed before, and I'm suffering from inexperience. Why do I feel like my momentum has actually
decreased instead of increased after saying that?

But Mashima Yoshiko in front of me didn't seem to be mocking me. Her expression finally turned completely cold, and with a flick
of her right hand , the small communicator disappeared somewhere. Then she straightened her crossed
legs, her whole body upright, her huge breasts dazzlingly prominent. Then she put her left foot on the ground...
*Thump!* She charged straight at me!

Damn! I remembered, this woman had received Japanese killing training since childhood; her entire body was a killing
machine. What was I supposed to do now that she was charging at me?! Damn it, there was no other way but to fight back!

Majima Yoshiko relentlessly attacked my body—temples, abdomen, philtrum—all
the vital points were within her attack range. I could only instinctively block left and right, being forced into
a corner in an alley.

"Hmph, you Chinese trash, still want to resist? Kneel down now and shout 'Long live the Great Japanese Empire!' three times, and I'll only
cripple you from the head down, so you can properly appreciate the whole process of China being conquered by the Great Japanese Empire~"

Damn it, this is unbearable! This woman isn't done yet, is she? I was provoked by Majima Yoshiko,
and ignoring my disadvantageous position, I charged at her with wild, uncontrolled punches. Of course, I knew I
was far inferior to this woman, so I had to resort to the most vulgar and shameless methods—not to meet her head
with fists, but to use insults, spittle, and even tearing, doing everything in my power to prevent her from having a comfortable fight.

"Tear—"

Under my relentless attack, I finally tore the clothes off Mashima Yoshiko in front of me...
Well, actually, it was already beyond my expectations to be able to cause her any damage. She was
a spy chief who had been immersed in the art of killing for many years, the most insidious thorn that Japan had planted in China. How could someone like me, who only knew how to throw wild punches, possibly
defeat her? So,
after , she seized the opportunity, yanked me hard, causing me to lose my balance, and also
shredded my cloth shirt. Then she kicked me in the stomach, and the intense pain rendered me unable to
fight, leaving me lying on the ground unable to get up.

"Ah..."

I fell to the ground shirtless, the excruciating pain making it difficult to even speak; I
could only let out groans of pain.

Of course, judging by appearances alone, Yoshiko Mashima standing in front of me wasn't much better off. I had ripped
her clothes to shreds, revealing a black lace bra underneath... Hmm? Was Japan
that advanced back then? Not only did she have a bra and panties, but they were also black lace...

However, Yoshiko Mashima didn't care that her private parts were exposed. She was quite certain that no one would come to this alley,
and of course, if someone did, she wouldn't mind making sure that wandering person had two less eyes. She lifted her foot and stomped
on , the force so strong I couldn't move. Then she said fiercely,

"You Chinese pig, still dare to resist? If you... inhale... why... why do
you smell so strong... inhale—ah..."

"Chinese... Chinese pig, if you do it again, I... I'll... ugh—"

I guess this woman didn't expect me to smell so bad. She should at least understand, right? I was scared the whole way,
ran for so long, and even fought with this she-devil. If I didn't sweat, who would? And to make matters worse, she
tore my shirt, making it even harder to hide my stench. I didn't care about Majima Yoshiko's feelings and retorted,

"Damn it, I can't beat you, kill me or do whatever you want! But if you think I'd work for someone like you
, I spit on you!"

As I said this, I spat on Majima Yoshiko's undeniably beautiful face. Damn it, even if you're pretty, you still
have to be a decent human being, right? This woman, with blood on her hands, deserves all the spit I can give her!

I never expected that my spit would land right on this she-devil's lips,
leaving a huge slobbery of my saliva on her bright red lips. Damn, that felt so good! But… damn it,
she beat me half to death before even if I didn't spit on her, and now that I've done this… sigh, oh well, my transmigrated life!

Thinking this, I resignedly slumped down, silently looking at the sky, thinking that the sky was quite blue and
beautiful, and that dying while looking at it would be alright.

"Ugh… slurp… haa… gulp… ugh—"

Hmm? Why am I still not dead after all this time? I looked at Majima Yoshiko again, only to find that her
eyes were glazed over, her lips tightly closed, the thick phlegm I spat on her lips was gone, and she
was still swallowing something in her throat… What's going on? I also noticed that the woman's vagina, inside her lace lingerie,
had clearly secreted a lot of vaginal fluid; I could see the clear liquid
dripping from her panties.

After a while, the she-devil's gaze returned to normal. She looked at me, her face flushed, and said,

"China...China...China brother, do you want to..."

"Sizzle sizzle—"

The communicator on Majima Yoshiko's body seemed to be connected, and a Japanese soldier's
gibberish :

"Your Highness Majima, we have captured those Chinese spies and are awaiting Your Highness's judgment. And..."

Majima Yoshiko seemed very displeased with being interrupted. Her face instantly turned cold
, then unusually angry. She brought the communicator to her mouth and roared fiercely in Japanese,

"You bunch of idiots! You dare bother me with a few captured Chinese spies?! Next time, will you
come looking for me for a reward after taking just a few steps?! If you bother me with such trivial matters again, you and your
superiors can commit seppuku!"

After saying this, she composed herself, trying to make her expression as gentle and soft as possible,
and asked me:

"This Chinese brother, would you like to reconsider..."

"Sizzle sizzle—"

Majima Yoshiko's expression, which she had just composed, turned ferocious again. She knew someone was about to disturb her again.

"Your Highness Majima, the Souji has a distinguished guest from Kyoto. He hopes Your Highness can return as soon as possible
."

Majima Yoshiko tried her best to keep her tone calm as she replied,

"Alright, I understand. Tell that guest to wait a little longer. I need to deal with... deal with the aftermath."

With that, Majima Yoshiko pressed a button on the communicator. Did she turn it off? I'm not sure.
But what I do know is that the she-devil in front of me had her foot on my stomach, and the glistening liquid flowing from her crotch was dripping
onto my crotch. Her hot body, her exposed flesh, her provocative lingerie—it smelled so good...
The erotic scene stirred within me a desire to have sex with a woman, even in this life-or-death situation, and as a result… my
penis slowly hardened.

“Alright, my Chinese brother, no one will bother me now~ I’ll ask you one more time, want to
consider joining… eh?”

Yoshiko Majima noticed something was wrong with me. She quickly looked down, only to find
that right in front of her, my crotch was bulging, and my penis was vaguely visible against her
wet, horny vulva…

“This…”

Yoshiko Majima only hesitated for a moment before taking action. Was she trying to kill me? I wondered curiously,
but quickly realized I was wrong. Yoshiko Majima swiftly took off her high heels, casually tossing
them aside to reveal her flesh-colored stockinged feet, and then… placed her stockinged feet directly on my bulging
crotch! Moreover, unlike the force that had previously immobilized me, this kick was less of a stomp and more
of a caress, a massage. Her silky, soft feet gently rubbed against my groin. Even through my
pants, I could feel the soft touch of this she-devil's feet…

"Hiss—ah…"

It seemed that simply rubbing my penis with her feet wasn't enough for the woman in front of her. This cruel
she-devil simply ripped off her tattered outer garments, leaving only her lace lingerie,
and then, without a word, knelt down! While kneeling, she groped my groin for a while, finally
freeing my penis from my pants.

Incidentally, whether before or after my transmigration, my size was always considered large—over twenty centimeters
long, with a glans the size of an egg. Most importantly, my little brother was incredibly hard when erect;
calling it an iron rod wouldn't be an exaggeration.

My cock had been pent up in my pants for ages, and its rock-hard erection sprang out,
slapping directly at the face of this female demon, making her moan softly. Thick and long! Hard! Hot!
A strong scent even filled her nostrils. Almost instantly, the eyes of this beautiful Japanese spy chief became misty, her gaze fixed on the cock before her, unable to tear itself away
from excitement, adoration, or a combination of both . "Ahhh... Chinese... no... how... how can a Chinese man's cock be so big~ Just... just looking at it makes my Japanese cunt wet with juices~" Seeing the female demon's infatuated and lewd appearance, I swung my cock around , slapping it repeatedly across her face, both humiliating this ruthless killer and enjoying the soft touch of her delicate features . "You little Japanese slut! You're all horny because you saw your daddy's cock, aren't you? Hurry up and suck my cock !" I had no pity for this horny she-devil, slapping her face with my cock while verbally humiliating her. Unexpectedly, this she-devil actually obeyed and moved. She parted her bright red lips and kissed the base of my cock, then opened her mouth wide, taking my entire cock in from the glans down ! Holy crap! It felt so fucking good! This she-devil has killed a lot of people, how come she's so good at licking a man's cock? Her mouth was warm, and her nimble tongue circled around my cock, not caring at all about the stench and filth that had accumulated on it from not washing it for days. "Ah...that's fucking good, yeah, lick my tongue properly, huff...you Japanese beauty spy chief , it's one thing to be good at intelligence gathering, but you're also good at licking the dicks of enemy men? Hahahahahahaha, damn it, I'll fuck your mouth hole to pieces!" After saying that, I ignored the current position where Yoshiko Mashima was on top and had the upper hand. I grabbed the back of the Japanese beauty's head, intending to use her mouth hole as a masturbation aid. But as soon as my hand touched her head, this Japanese beauty spy realized something was wrong. Her beautiful eyes lifted, filled with surprise and questioning, staring directly into my eyes, as if she would kill me without hesitation if my hand made any move. Damn...I miscalculated. No matter how aroused this woman is, she is still Japan's number one spy, and possibly number one assassin. If she wanted to kill me, this untrained weakling, it would probably be much easier than killing a chicken. My hand froze, pressing against the back of the beautiful spy's head, afraid to move. "Heh..." I thought I heard the beautiful spy, Majima Yoshiko, let out a soft laugh? But before I could react, she did something completely unexpected—she first spat out my penis , straightened her body, making her head level with mine, then tidied her black hair that was scattered in front of her face, and then... fiercely enveloped my glans with her mouth, sucking on it like a dehydrated person encountering a large bottle of mineral water ! Not only that, while sucking my penis, she also made her head shake rapidly up and down , so that my penis could enjoy the stimulation from her mouth! "Oh... fucking good... yeah, just like that! You damn Japanese bitch! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty with me! I'm doing you a favor by using your head as a masturbation aid! And you dare to glare at me? I'll fuck your mouth raw!" I pressed down hard on Majima Yoshiko's head, using all my strength! Her own movements, combined with the force I gave her, made my cock reach deep into this beauty's esophagus every time! Each thrust gave my cock an indescribable pleasure, of course, the price was that the beautiful agent being fucked like a masturbation aid was gradually losing consciousness , her eyes were turning white, and she was making dry heaving sounds . "Damn slut, your throat is so tight! I can't take it anymore!" I was stimulated by the waves of pleasure coming from below, feeling that I was about to ejaculate, so I quickly panted to calm myself down, and at the same time, I softened my movements to relieve the stimulation of the beautiful agent's mouth on my cock. Damn it, I can't just shoot my load on this bitch! Even so, my cock still managed to ejaculate a pre-ejaculate down Majima Yoshiko 's throat. "Ugh—cough cough cough cough…" Even just a spurt of pre-ejaculate caused the beautiful spy to cough repeatedly, and tears were already streaming from her eyes.

Tears streamed down her face; she was clearly
breathless . As she gasped for air and coughed, trying to regain her strength, I broke free from beneath her
. I stood up, my massive penis aimed directly at the face of the kneeling beauty, grabbed her
, and dragged her towards the wall in the alley.

"Eh? No… good brother, don't pull me like that… it hurts…"

the beauty pleaded, dragged along the ground. All her previous deadly moves seemed
forgotten; only weakness and pleas remained.

"Thud."

I slammed her against the wall, forcing her to kneel against it. I stood erect
before , my penis still hard from the pre-ejaculate, the
tip pointing defiantly at her eyes.

"Look at your mother! You Japanese slut! Don't you know what to do when you see a Chinese man's dick?!"

*Slap!*

I angrily berated Yoshiko Majima. Seeing she didn't react, I reached out and slapped her across the face
! The slap left a red handprint on the beautiful spy's delicate face.

Yoshiko Majima was clearly very surprised. She was astonished that I, the Chinese man she had beaten so badly, had suddenly
gained the upper hand. What was even more outrageous was that she, the Chief of Intelligence of the Great Japanese Empire,
had slapped by a Chinese man! She touched the red handprint on her face with one hand, glaring at me
with undisguised anger.

"Damn it, you bitch, you still dare to stand there!"

I looked at Yoshiko Majima kneeling before me and began to slap her face repeatedly with my penis,
occasionally sweeping it around her mouth and nose to let the smell of my penis fill the woman's head! Damn it,
even if this woman beats me to death today, I'll let her smell my dick as
she dies—a fitting end !

But I don't know if my rough actions surprised Yoshiko Majima, or if she simply enjoys being
humiliated with dicks. The anger in her eyes completely vanished
after ! In its place, she stared intently at my dick with overwhelming
affection. She didn't care at all about her superb martial arts skills; she could kill me with a mere flick of her wrist.

"I'm sorry... Yoshiko knows she was wrong~ Hah~ Ugh! Hmm... Yoshiko, this Japanese dog, should kneel before a Chinese man's dick right
now ~ Hmm! Hmm! Tsk—Haaah~ Yoshiko wants to be a Chinese man's dick
sheath, to make Chinese brothers feel good, ugh ugh ugh ugh—"

The beautiful agent skillfully made a lewd confession while swallowing my dick into her mouth. A series of intense suctions came from her throat
, her tongue swirling around the head of my penis, occasionally brushing against
the urethral opening. The pungent smell of my cock made the beautiful agent roll her eyes repeatedly, while I was stimulated by her skillful
technique and lewd posture, moaning incessantly. I pressed her head back and forth, letting my penis and
brain enjoy wave-like pleasure.

Just as Majima Yoshiko and I were about to reach our limit, we heard that familiar "hissing
" sound again—her communicator. What I thought she had thrown away was now back in her
hands. The beautiful agent had no choice but to spit out the delicious cock from her mouth, looked up at me with a pout, as
if begging for my forgiveness. Immediately afterward, the beautiful female spy chief frowned, connected
the communicator, and said coldly,

"If you idiots bring any more trivial matters... Eh? Is this Prince Green?"

The beautiful spy in front of me performed a standard Japanese drama face-changing act, her tone shifting from icy to enthusiastic.
It seemed that the person on the other end of the communicator was someone she knew quite well, even intimately?

"Ahaha~ Prince Green, you jest. This humble servant is merely an intelligence officer regarding Chinese affairs. You are
the next Emperor, how could I possibly be your elder?"

I had no interest in which Japanese devil was on the other end; I was more interested in making my penis feel good.
So, regardless of how unwilling Mashima Yoshiko was while talking to me on the other end of the communicator, I directly pressed my still-erect
penis against her lips, eliciting a surprised cry from her. But a spy chief is a spy chief; he
only let out a scream before regaining his composure. His gaze darted back and forth between my penis and the communicator several times before he
finally made up his mind and took my penis into his mouth. Damn, this beauty's mouth feels so good!

"Ugh... Ah? Your Highness? I'm nothing... just gagging! Ugh! Ha... just dealing with some
Chinese stuff !"

Damn, this woman dares to say "Chinese" while sucking my penis right in front of me? Without saying a word, I
thrust my hips forward, making the female spy gag. Let's see if you dare to talk nonsense again!

Majima Yoshiko seemed to sense my anger and knew she had said the wrong thing. She gave me a flirtatious look to
soothe my emotions while extending her right hand to rub my penis, trying to calm it down. With her left hand holding the communicator, she spoke to the person on the other end of the communicator while stroking my penis with her mouth. "Hmm? What's this? Renjia County, Zai Zai…" "Tsk—Haa~ No, Mr. Green, I'm in… Pudong, China right now, ah… Pfft ! Pop! Ha~ It's great here~ It's almost as good as Kyoto~" "Hmm~ You're so big~ Hehehe~ Ah… Ah? What do you mean Pudong can't compare to Kyoto? Mr. Green , it's wrong to be complacent. Once you come to China and travel around a couple of times, you won't doubt what I'm saying, hmm!" "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Hiss~ Ah? What am I doing? I... I'm eating a Chinese giant penis~ What? You don't know what this is? Hahahahahaha! Let me tell you, a Chinese giant penis is a thick... long... and very fragrant chicken... Ah, it's for eating, for eating, and it squirts white juice , and it can make all Japanese women addicted, hehehehe~" When Yoshiko Mashima said the word "addictive," she deliberately gave me a flirtatious wink, and the mocking smile on her lips was very obvious. Then she put her mouth on my glans and began to suck hard. "Hmm? Does Japan have penises? Hahaha, of course they do, but... mmm! mmm! mmm... Haa~ Japanese penises are small and thin, and even... even the juice doesn't taste as good as Chinese penises, hehehehe, so..."

"Stop pushing me... Hey... Ah, I mean, so a Japanese dick is worse than nothing~ Hahahaha." "

Damn, addicted to my cock while degrading her own countrymen, what a fucking slut!" I was
aroused by this beautiful spy's shameless behavior. I adjusted my position, then leaned forward, grabbed her
head with both hands, my cock pressed against her throat, and began to thrust rapidly.

"Ugh—um! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Green Man... I want to vomit! Ah! Ah! I want to eat a Chinese dick
! Oh! I'm going to get a Chinese dick... a blowjob! I'm going to get filled with a Chinese dick oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh!"

she said as I thrust rapidly, my cock using this beautiful spy's mouth as a masturbation aid. She
sucked hard in her mouth, her cheeks sinking in as she
devoted herself to serving my big cock. As for that Japanese devil named Green Man on the other end of the communicator?
Anyway , I don't care. If something happens, it's not my problem, so I'll just fuck myself.

"Here it comes! Catch my semen, you bitch! Shoot!"

As the pleasure of ejaculation rushed to my brain, my seminal gate finally opened, and the thick
semen that I had been holding back for who knows how long sprayed from my urethra into Majima Yoshiko's mouth. This beautiful spy even subconsciously stroked my
testicles, hoping that I would ejaculate more.

"Ugh—ugh—"

Being pushed into the esophagus by a 20-centimeter-long cock was unbearable even for a murderous monster like Majima Yoshiko
. As my semen poured into her esophagus wave after wave, her eyes began to roll back, and she
began to gag. The semen I shot into her even started to flow out of her nose. What surprised me even more was that
this female spy's genitals actually sprayed out a lot of vaginal fluid, which sprayed out wave after wave, wetting her
lace panties and leaving a considerable amount of water stains on the bricks beneath her.

"Ah—that was fucking great! Your mouth, being a top-tier spy, is fucking amazing, hahaha."

I ejaculated for almost five minutes, and after making sure there wasn't any more semen left in my penis, I
pulled it out of the beautiful spy's mouth. Looking at the Japanese spy chief's tongue sticking out and her eyes rolling
back , I wasn't happy at all. Nonsense, if I could ejaculate in this she-devil's mouth once today, would she let me
ejaculate a second time? I just finished ejaculating, and I didn't even have the strength to run. As long as this she-devil caught her breath, I
would still be doomed. Thinking of this, I was too lazy to struggle, so I simply plopped down next to Majima Yoshiko and
quietly waited for my final fate.

"Uh... um~ comfortable... um?"

After a while, the beautiful spy next to me woke up, and sure enough, as soon as she woke up, she flipped me onto
the ground. She sat on my stomach, her stockinged legs pressing against my face, and said sharply,

"You damn Chinese pig, didn't you see I was talking to Greenman?! How dare you so rudely fuck
my mouth with your dick! If I hadn't reacted quickly and cut off the communication, and Greenman had found out about you and me… you would
n't be too harsh to be executed by slow slicing!"

"Damn it, you slut! You seduced me and you dare to blame me?! You fucking… ugh!"

I wanted to retaliate fiercely, but I was
interrupted . She really is a ruthless killer; her attacks are fucking vicious.

"Hmph! You Chinese pig, you talk too much."

Yoshiko Majima stood up, ignoring me lying on the ground clutching my head and groaning in pain. She picked up the small
communicator she had tossed aside and began giving orders:

"...Yes, seal off the entrances and exits of this alley, then send in a set of men's clothes and a set of women's
clothes . Yes...why are you asking so many questions? Just do it! Also...tell everyone who comes here to be alert. Don't
open your eyes when you shouldn't! Otherwise...I'll gouge out your eyes and his and feed them to the dogs!"

...

I stood in a luxurious hotel in Pudong. Though called a hotel, it was actually an intelligence relay station for Japanese spies
. I was wearing new clothes, Japanese style, which I wasn't used to. But given that my old clothes had
been torn in the fight, and with the beautiful spy chief Yoshiko Majima standing beside me, glaring at me menacingly, I wisely
chose to keep quiet.

"Take this Chinese man to the command post and lock him up! I want to see him there safe and sound,
understand ?"

"Yes, sir!"

Yoshiko Majima ordered the three Japanese soldiers wearing pig-ear hats beside me. The three soldiers nodded sharply upon receiving
the order , then two of them grabbed my left and right hands, while the other grabbed the butt of his rifle and struck me hard
on the back of the head.

"Ugh!"

My vision went black, and my body immediately went limp. The two Japanese soldiers beside me held me up to prevent me
from falling and dragged me forward.

"What are you doing?!"

In my dazed state, I heard a woman's angry voice demanding an answer; it was Yoshiko Majima's voice.

"I said he's safe and sound! You actually knocked this Chinese guy unconscious?! If anything happened to him
, could you take responsibility?!"

"But... Your Highness Majima, this Chinese guy was just unconscious. When he got to the command post, he woke up..."

"What a bunch of idiots! Get out! All of you get out! Throw this Chinese guy in my room, and then
get out of here!"

"Yes, sir!"

I groggily opened my eyes and found myself lying on a soft bed. Majima Yoshiko was standing beside the bed,
giving orders through a communicator:

"Yes, those three soldiers from before, yes, eliminate them all!"

I groggily closed my eyes again.

When I came to, it was already dark. I was still lying on the soft bed, and instinctively
turned over , then was shocked to find Majima Yoshiko lying beside me, wearing only black underwear!
And she was actually awake!

Upon realizing I was awake, Yoshiko Mashima immediately rolled over and sat on top of me. Remembering what had happened before, I immediately
tried to shout,

"You…"

Before I could finish, Yoshiko Mashima covered my mouth with her hand, and then
I felt something wrap around my neck…

"Alright~ China… no, good brother~ those brainless Japanese who were disrespectful to you before…"
"I've already taken care of this pig~ Good brother, calm down and let your sister finish what she has to say, okay?"

"You're safe now under the protection of the most elite agents of the Great Japanese Empire~"

"So, as long as you don't get excited and don't let the other Japanese pigs find out... um... about you and me...
I'll tell you whatever you want to know~"

Damn, I feel like my fate is in the hands of a Japanese person, it's really annoying.

"Then you're telling me that I can only stay in this godforsaken place from now on? Serving as your butt?"

"Of course not~ Brother's current identity is a resident of the Great Japanese Empire in China, those ordinary Japanese pigs in
military uniforms can't even touch brother~"

Damn, I'm still a servant, even though the skin has changed.

"If you think this status isn't prestigious enough, the lady of the Uesugi family is coming to discuss
dumping goods in China tomorrow. I can talk to her then and suggest you become
a shareholder it wouldn't be a problem, hehehehe."

Damn, being a shareholder of a conglomerate isn't all that great, but it's much better than this damn overseas Chinese status of mine.

"Hmph, that's more like it. But if I'm going to be a shareholder in a Chinese company, I can't let myself
become a Japanese one."

Majima Yoshiko lay down beside me, a fleeting look of disappointment on her face, but it quickly returned to
normal. She slowly moved her hand towards my crotch, her slender hand finding my penis, and gently stroking the base
. Majima Yoshiko's fragrance filled my nostrils, and her lace lingerie made her incredibly
sexy . Under this triple stimulation, my penis quickly became erect, hot and hard,
and Majima Yoshiko's face began to flush as she held it.

"Good brother~ I've done so much for you, brother, please help me out a little..."

The beautiful agent took off my clothes, then knelt on the bed, her round buttocks sticking out towards me.
Her previous ruthless image had completely crumbled in an instant. Her clean, hairless vulva and constantly flowing
cunt welcomed my cock.

"Good brother~ my good Chinese brother, thrust your big cock
into ~"

[The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/219549.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=219549&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Leo the Demon

Next Page : Playing with Ying in the SUV

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Transmigrated to Japan as a slutty bitch

comment Open a new window to view comments