[That classmate, anyone can bully her!] (The End) [Author: Black and White Buns]

Author: Black and White Buns
Word Count: 44763

(Part 1)
School bullying is wrong no matter what; this is common sense that everyone knows. However,
what I saw on my first day at my new school shattered this illusion.
"That classmate, anyone can bully her,"
was how they—my classmates—introduced Geng Lingqi.
My first impression of Lingqi was that of a "literary girl." She wore a neatly buttoned
school uniform short-sleeved shirt, all the buttons fastened to the collar, the black bow like a flower blooming on her white uniform.
Her skirt covered her knees, revealing her fair, slender calves and rosy knees.
During breaks, she didn't chat with anyone or speak to anyone else. She sat quietly in her seat,
without saying a word , wearing simple wooden glasses, reading the novel she had brought.
If someone were to lay a hand on such an innocent and pure girl, it would surely incur divine wrath in other schools. But
here, at Si De Middle School, something was different from other places.
On my first day at the new school, I wandered around the unfamiliar campus after dinner and unknowingly found myself back in the classroom.
The August summer in the south was sweltering and oppressive, so I decided not to go back to the dorm but stay in the classroom until
evening self-study began. I never expected to witness such a shocking scene in the classroom.
Sitting in my seat, about to start my exercises, I heard a noise from the back of the classroom. Startled, I
turned around and saw the sound coming from the storage room.
I slowly walked towards the storage room, opened the door, and my eyes widened.
The storage room was filled with brooms and mops as usual, but in the center of the small room was a chair, and Lingqi
was sitting on it, her head lowered, avoiding my gaze.
I instinctively looked up, but I still saw her condition clearly.
She was naked.
That description isn't entirely accurate. Lingqi's excessively pale skin was brutally bound with
thick hemp rope used for jump ropes, her upper body was tied to the back of the chair, her arms were tied to the back of the chair, and her feet were entangled with the chair legs,
rendering her immobile .
Her waist was slender, but her breasts were perfectly full, the pointed nipples blushing red. Her legs
were wide open, her mons pubis covered with fine downy hair, and a slit of flesh was nestled between her pink labia,
trembling .
"Ah... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."
I stammered, not knowing what to say. Lingqi didn't answer.
I stole another glance and noticed that she was soaking wet, water dripping from her hair, and the cement floor was also
wet.
"Um... what happened?"
I asked three times before I heard her answer in a barely audible voice.
"I... it's my fault... I accidentally got all my clothes wet in the bathroom..."
"Your clothes are wet?... You can't go without clothes... Where are your clothes?"
"At... the podium..."
I ran to the podium as if I had been saved. On the podium floor lay a soaked shirt, a knee-length skirt, and underwear,
with black footprints on the white fabric.
Clearly, things weren't as simple as Lingqi made them out to be. No one would accidentally get their clothes wet, strip naked,
throw them on the floor, stomp on them, and then tie themselves to the storage room.
The only possibility is that someone else did it.
I picked up the clothes and went back to the storage room.
"I... I'll untie you."
"Ah! No, that won't do..."
Ignoring her feeble protests, I went over and untied the ropes binding her. The ropes were tied very
tightly, and it took a lot of effort to untie the knots, making my fingers extremely sore. But the deep red marks left on her body after the ropes were removed
proved that she had suffered far more than I had. After
getting up, she silently put on her wet and dirty clothes and tidied her wet hair. As she walked past me,
she left a barely audible
"...Thank you."
By the time I noticed, she had disappeared down the corridor.
I didn't ask her what had happened. On one hand, I thought she wouldn't tell me anyway, and on the other hand, I
didn't want to get too involved in this. In reality, aside from the protagonists in idol dramas,
probably . After all, the responsibility for being bullied usually lies with the victim; it's their
incompetence and cowardice that leads to their abuse. They have a hundred ways to stop the bullies, yet they
dare not take the first step, choosing instead to suffer silently.
—That's what I thought that day. But as it turns out, my guess wasn't just slightly flawed, it was completely
wrong . Things were far more complex, darker, and more perplexing than I imagined.
Because Lingqi was "a classmate anyone could bully."
※※※
The next morning, Lingqi walked into the classroom. The noisy room fell silent for a moment, then returned to
its previous clamor.
Lingqi, just like yesterday, calmly walked to her seat.
I pretended to be catching up on yesterday's homework, secretly observing her out of the corner of my eye. She sat in the first two rows to my right
, and I could clearly see her movements and expressions.
Her clothes were neat and clean, without any stains. Her posture was very upright, her back ramrod straight,
revealing her slender neck. The summer heat was intense, and the thin fabric of her summer clothes clung to her well-developed body, making
one curious about the full flesh beneath.
I recalled what I had seen yesterday: her plain-colored body tightly bound with hemp rope.
Just as I was trying to clear my mind of those unpleasant images, a sudden change completely jolted me from my reverie.
Splash!
"Oops..."
The person sitting behind Lingqi seemed to have accidentally spilled their water bottle. The bottle, placed on a high
stack of reference books on the table, tilted forward at an angle that drenched Lingqi completely.
Lingqi's thin summer clothes were soaked through, the white fabric clinging to her skin, revealing her wet, fleshy skin.
Through the water-soaked shirt, her pink bra straps and smooth back were clearly visible.
She instinctively covered her chest. The eyes of the entire class were now focused on her, staring at her
half-naked body exposed by the water.
If things had only progressed this far, I probably would have thought it was an accident. However, what
happened was completely unexpected.
"Ah, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"
The one apologizing repeatedly was the girl sitting behind Ling Qi. She had an overly eye-catching pair of waist-length pigtails,
and was petite, looking nothing like a high school senior about to turn 18; she looked more like someone who had just entered junior high.
Compared to Ling Qi's quiet and elegant face, the pigtail girl's face exuded
the awkwardness of just entering puberty, and her slender neck and thin shoulders seemed too heavy to even carry a schoolbag. Her thin legs seemed
to hint at a picky and stubborn side to this girl.
In short, she was a doll-like girl who evoked pity at first glance.
But what she said next shattered my imagination instantly.
"You'll catch a cold if your clothes are wet... What should we do? Take off your bra, I'll help you
dry them."
A completely unbelievable statement. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard this, staring at
the pigtail girl's face in disbelief.
A triumphant smile played on her small lips.
I hadn't misheard; she wanted Ling Qi to take off her bra. But Lingqi's outer clothes were soaked,
and if she took off her bra...
What was even more shocking than her statement was Lingqi's response.
"Okay."
Her hand reached for her collar.
Wait... what was she going to do? Was she going to... in the classroom, under the noses of all her classmates...?
She lowered her head and unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time, revealing her smooth, glistening breasts. Then
she reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and then unhooked the strap around her neck, taking off her bra
and revealing two tender cherries.
Her face turned red from her cheeks to her ears, clearly aware of how shameful she was doing. Taking off her bra in front of the whole
class , exposing her breasts, was a humiliation that could drive a teenage girl crazy.
"And the ones down there too,"
the girl with pigtails reminded her with a smile.
"Okay."
Lingqi buttoned up her shirt, stood up, and reached under her skirt. Under everyone's gaze, she slowly
pulled down her underwear, folded the two pieces, and handed them to the girl with pigtails.
"Okay~ I'll help you dry your clothes properly~"
The girl with pigtails grabbed Lingqi's underwear with her fingertips, as if it were filth. She walked to
the back of the classroom and, without hesitation, threw Lingqi's underwear into the trash can.
By this point, I had completely stopped thinking. Lingqi sat in her seat, wearing only
two pieces of clothing: a shirt and a skirt. Anyone passing by could clearly see her
nipples, bulging from the cold fabric. Water dripped from her body, splashing between her bare thighs and onto the floor.
"Ah, Lingqi! Can you do me a favor? Could you get me some water?"
The girl with pigtails held up her empty water cup and handed it to Lingqi.
"Okay...okay."
Lingqi took the cup and left her seat.
Only then did I understand the girl with the pigtails' intention. The school had a designated water dispenser
where . However, the dispenser wasn't in the classroom; it was at the far end of the first floor of the teaching building.
She wanted Lingqi to walk down
three flights to get water, and then walk back.
Lingqi showed no sign of resistance. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her face was as red as a ripe tomato.
I couldn't imagine what she was feeling, but I was going crazy.
What was going on? Why did such a terrible bullying happen, and no one intervened
? Why did everyone just watch, as if it had nothing to do with them? Did they all have no conscience
?
I opened my mouth, several words almost bursting from my throat.
—Stop…
but I couldn't say it.
I had only transferred to this class yesterday, I didn't know anyone, and I knew nothing about the past . I
shouldn't have acted rashly. If I were resented, the bullying might target me. Although the girl with pigtails
looked frail, physical strength might not be an advantage in matters of school bullying
.
Should I observe and wait until I have more information before taking action?
Or should I report it to the teacher instead of speaking up in this situation…?
Just as I was lost in these conflicting thoughts, another unexpected turn of events occurred.
*Rip!
* "Ahhh—"
I looked in the direction of the sound and gasped in surprise, all my previous thoughts vanishing.
As Lingqi walked through the aisle between the desks with her water bottle, a boy had ripped off her skirt!
A skirt shouldn't be ripped off so easily, because even if the side zipper is unzipped, the skirt should still hang
loosely on the wearer's legs. But Lingqi's skirt seemed to be damaged; it was
like a towel wrapped around her waist, pulled off entirely with a single tug.
In an instant, she was left only with her wet short-sleeved white shirt, her lower body
completely exposed.
Ling Qi abruptly squatted down, clamping her bare legs together to cover her naked lower body, but she
couldn't hide her smooth buttocks.
"Ahahaha! What... what happened to your skirt? It got blown away by the wind!"
The boy who snatched her skirt tossed his prize into the air. The flying skirt was caught by another boy, then
tossed into the air again, caught by a boy even further away.
"My skirt... my skirt..."
Ling Qi took a few steps on the ground, trying to retrieve her modesty clothing, but quickly realized it was impossible.
The boys tossed the girl's tight-fitting short skirt like a sandbag, cheering and jumping for joy.
"Hey, don't just stand there, go get me some water."
The girl with pigtails sat on a seat, crossed her legs, and looked down at the half-naked girl.
"But... like this..."
"Do you want me to take your shirt to dry too?"
The girl with pigtails' voice was as tender as a newborn animal, but the meaning behind it was utterly cold.
"Waaah..."
Lingqi slowly stood up, covered her lower body with a water bottle and her hands, and slowly walked towards the door
. She paused for a moment, and then, as if she had made up her mind, stepped out of the classroom and walked naked to the water dispenser on the first floor.
A deafening commotion erupted down the corridor. Students from other classes, having seen
Lingqi's naked lower body and exposed, wet upper body, uttered malicious jeers.
My head was buzzing, and I lost the ability to think.
Lingqi didn't return to the classroom until the bell rang.
The buttons on her only garment were ripped open; someone had likely tormented her on her way to get water. Her
wet white short-sleeved shirt clung to her shoulders like an oversized towel, leaving her private parts completely exposed to
everyone's view. She staggered to the door, her voice barely audible.
"T-Report."
The math teacher, a middle-aged man, glanced at Lingqi with a look of disdain. I
could almost see his gaze sweeping over Lingqi's naked body, like a wolf licking its prey.
"What's going on! Class has been going on for several minutes already! Do you know how much time you've wasted?"
"I'm...I'm sorry..."
"Stand by the back door!"
the math teacher commanded ruthlessly. Lingqi walked through the quiet classroom, enduring the scornful stares of
her , heading towards the back door. On the way, she didn't forget to return her full sports water bottle to
the girl with the pigtails.
"Thanks! But I forgot I bought a bottle of mineral water earlier, so I made you come all this way for nothing.
Do you want some?"
The girl with the pigtails took her water bottle and showed the bottled water on the table.
Lingqi offered no resistance. She accepted this blatant and egregious humiliation without complaint, taking it for granted,
completely indifferent, her numbness bordering on indifference.
For the next two math classes, she stood half-naked by the back door as punishment. By the end of math class
, the water on her body had dried.
During break, I saw her walk towards the trash can, seemingly looking for her underwear.
"Trash? The students on duty probably cleaned it up and threw it in the trash station during the last break,"
she asked the student sitting next to her, receiving this answer.
This was my second day after transferring schools. Lingqi spent
the entire day, from morning to afternoon, wearing only a shirt and with her bottom bare.
And the excessive abuse of "the classmate anyone can bully" had only just begun.
※※※
Just like my class before I transferred, Senior Three (2) also had positions that were common in all schools, such as class monitor, study committee member, organization committee member, and
labor committee member. However, here, there was one more special position.
That was Lingqi's position as "the classmate anyone can bully".
No matter who, where, or when, anyone could bully Lingqi without any scruples or worries
, without having to take any responsibility for it, and no one would lend a helping hand. Everything seemed to be
taken for granted .
Although absurd, this was the real scene I witnessed. On
my first day after transferring schools, there was no excessive bullying. The reason it didn't happen was probably
because had suddenly appeared in the class. After all, the perpetrators would have some reservations about the sudden appearance of a stranger in the class. But a week later, seeing that I
had no opinion on this class "tradition", the abuse against Lingqi returned to its original intensity.
Today, Lingqi was wearing a dirty school uniform and a short skirt that barely covered her upper thighs. Her shirt had been cut in
half at the bottom, barely covering her breasts, and the short skirt, barely a hand's length long, just covered
her genitals. With the slightest movement, the swaying hem would reveal her bare buttocks.
"It seems someone threw away all of Lingqi's underwear from her dorm closet, and the remaining clothes were all cut
to shreds."
"But that's too much..."
I whispered to my deskmate, stealing a glance at Lingqi. She sat blankly in her seat, lost in thought
.
Side High School is known for its military-style management and mandatory boarding system; all students must live in the dormitories.
The school is located in the suburbs, a half-hour drive from the city. As a high school renowned for its excellent exam
results and college entrance rates, Side's fully enclosed management attracts a large number of students and
parents, including repeat students like myself who failed their exams.
All students were confined to the campus, forbidden from bringing cell phones or other communication devices, and prohibited
from leaving the school grounds . Except for a brief "weekend" from Sunday afternoon to evening, they had to remain at school,
completely cut off from the outside world.
In other words, even if Lingqi wanted to contact her family to have new clothes delivered, she would have to wait until Sunday.
It was like an isolated island, where the inhabitants had to find their own way to survive.
"But… why aren't the teachers doing anything? Why are they…"
I wondered. I had witnessed bullying before, but without exception, it always happened outside
the sight of . But here, the teachers turned a blind eye to the bullying targeting Lingqi, even aiding and abetting it.
"I don't know, maybe they think they can't do anything about it…"
My deskmate, Xiaoyin, spoke softer and softer, then turned her attention back to her homework.
She seemed reluctant to discuss the irrationality of bullying Lingqi with me.
Seeing her silence, I didn't press her further.
"You'd better not talk nonsense! Some things...don't delve too deeply into."
I turned around and saw Xiaoyin solving an equation, her eyes dark. I didn't understand
what .
The bell rang, evening self-study ended, and the students stood up, slung their already packed backpacks over
their shoulders , and prepared to go back to their dormitories. Lingqi also picked up her backpack, ready to leave.
"Lingqi, wait!"
The girl with pigtails grabbed Lingqi's short skirt, almost tearing the tattered clothes to
shreds .
If Lingqi's position in the class was "a classmate that anyone can bully," then the girl with pigtails'
position was probably "the classmate who leads the bullying of Lingqi." Her name was He Huan, and she sat behind Lingqi, able
to bully her effortlessly when Lingqi wasn't looking. She seemed to share a dormitory with Lingqi, and
most of the acts of destroying Lingqi's clothes were orchestrated by her.
"Ee!...Is...is there something wrong? I'm going back to my dormitory..."
Lingqi's voice was thin and shrill, with a sob in it. She knew she couldn't escape He Huan's grasp,
and stopped like a lamb.
"I don't understand some biology concepts, can you teach me?"
"Um..."
"You're good at biology, right? I saw your weekly biology test scores were all very good."
"Hmm..."
"Why don't you sit on the desk?"
He Huan kindly moved Ling Qi's things from the desk to the floor, making room for Ling Qi to sit.
"Huh?...Why do I have to sit on the desk..."
He Huan grinned, innocently making a terrifyingly excessive request.
"I don't understand some biology concepts, so I want to look at them myself. I just happened to be reviewing the part about female
puberty , and the illustrations in the book are too blurry to see clearly.
Can I borrow your body to review the important concepts?"
She wanted to use Ling Qi as a teaching aid for biology class.
It was a completely fabricated excuse to bully Ling Qi. He Huan was also a girl; why would she need to use Ling Qi's body to
review biology concepts?
The students who were about to leave the classroom stopped in their tracks, watching how things were unfolding. When He Huan made her
request, which was tantamount to an order, the boys almost burst into cheers.
"I...I'm not really sure either!"
"Can I review with you?" "
There aren't any diagrams in the book...only super abstract cross-sectional diagrams. If we could verify
what we've learned with real objects, it would definitely improve our grades!"
Everyone chimed in, the atmosphere growing increasingly heated.
He Huan smiled gently and took out her biology textbook.
"Don't keep everyone waiting too long, Ling Qi."
"But...but...I need to go to the toilet."
Ling Qi was almost crying, which is why she gave such a weak and fragile reason.
"That's perfect! Many of you haven't seen a girl pee before, right? This is a good opportunity to demonstrate.
Here...just pee in here, it won't dirty the floor. Don't pee off-center."
He Huan picked up Ling Qi's backpack full of books, unzipped it, and placed it on the ground like a urinal. The excuse Ling
Qi desperately came up with to leave had become a tool for bullying her.
There was no escape now. Standing in the center of the crowd, Ling Qi bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes reddening.
She had nowhere to run. Even if she wanted to escape the classroom now, her way out was
blocked .
"Hey, sit on the table and start peeing,"
He Huan clearly issued his ultimatum.
Everyone gathered around the lamb on the plate, waiting for the feast to begin. He Huan, the head chef, stood before the delicious meal,
his knife sharp.
Ling Qi slowly climbed onto her table, lifted her skirt, and revealed her pure white genitals. The boys
erupted in cheers. Although they often saw Ling Qi's buttocks, this was the first time
they had seen .
She opened her labia, revealing the small opening at the top, and tightly closed her eyes, as if this could slightly
alleviate her shame.
"Hmm...hmm...woo woo..."
After waiting for a long time, not a single drop of urine came out.
"Pee! Why aren't you peeing!"
"Hurry up and pee! What are you wasting time on?"
Most people would probably be too nervous to pee if they knew someone was next to them when they went to the toilet. Surrounded by over forty students, it was understandable
that Ling Qi couldn't urinate.
"If you can't pee, you won't be allowed to go to the toilet all night. You can pee in class tomorrow."
He Huan's threat clearly had an effect. Ling Qi raised her head, her eyes tightly closed.
Drizzle...
a trickle of yellow urine gushed from between her breasts and landed in her schoolbag.
"I peed! I peed!"
"So this is how girls pee..."
"It seems hard to control the direction."
"Ugh... it stinks..."
Ling Qi's urination lasted for about half a minute before it ended. Glistening droplets remained on her breasts, her schoolbag
was soaked, and all the books inside were ruined, emitting a foul, fishy smell.
"Um... I'm done peeing... can I go now..."
"What did you say? I haven't even started reviewing yet!"
"Waaah..."
He Huan bent down, observing Ling Qi's genitals, and frowned.
"This hair is such a nuisance... It's ugly, and it's covered in pee, it's blocking out our anatomy. Let
's burn it ."
"Wh...what?"
"You guys, hold her hands down."
Several eager boys pounced on her, grabbing Lingqi's panicked hands and feet. Her
legs, which had been slightly tucked together, were now completely flattened on the table, her genitals exposed to the light.
He Huan used Lingqi's skirt to wipe the pee off her pubic hair and took out a lighter.
"The lighter from chemistry class will come in handy."
"No...no! Don't use fire..."
"Don't move around, you might burn the wrong place."
He Huan clicked the lighter and slowly brought the flame close to the small tuft of curled hair on Lingqi's genitals. Lingqi
's big eyes were filled with fear, and she was covered in sweat.
Lingqi was actually the kind of girl with very little body hair; that small tuft was only the size of a coin, covering her mons
pubis , like the last bit of shame covering Lingqi's shattered self-esteem. However, when the scorching flame touched those hairs
, even that little bit of cover was completely destroyed.
"Eek... Eek! Hot! Hot!"
"I told you not to move! It's hard to handle."
He Huan carefully burned off Ling Qi's pubic hair one by one. When she turned off the lighter,
not a single hair was left on Ling Qi's genitals, and her delicate mons pubis was slightly red from the minor burns. The smell of burning filled the air
.
"Waaah... Waaah... Waaah..."
Ling Qi sobbed uncontrollably, seemingly giving up all hope of struggling, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the ceiling.
"Alright, female physiology review class, let's begin!"
He Huan lowered her head, lifted Ling Qi's labia, revealing the pink genitals inside.
"Everyone, look carefully, these are the labia majora on the outside, and the two ugly pieces of skin inside are the labia minora. The one in the very
center is the entrance to the vagina, and the hole above is the urethra that we used to urinate..."
One by one, the boys craned their necks, eager to get a close look at Ling Qi's genitals. He Huan explained
the girl's anatomy step by step. She wasn't really reviewing biology for herself; she was clearly
exposing to the boys.
"Um...can I touch it?"
a bold boy asked. He Huan waved her hand dismissively.
"Of course! Using your hands is very important for learning!"
Ling Qi said nothing. The boys jostled each other, carefully opening every
corner of her sensitive genitals, kneading her soft mons pubis, pulling at her delicate labia minora, locating the urethra and vaginal opening, and touching
her most sensitive clitoris.
"Ee...ah...ah..."
"Wet...it's getting wet!"
Ling Qi turned her head away in embarrassment, a flush of heat spreading across her neck. Her most sensitive female organ
was being constantly stimulated, even the clitoral foreskin was repeatedly peeled back, the inner bud being played with, causing her body to
react. A clear, watery liquid flowed from her opening, exceptionally erotic.
"I want...I want to try."
A boy walked up, his eyes fixed on Ling Qi, who was disheveled and panting.
He unzipped his pants, revealing his already hard penis. Ling Qi saw the
terrifying black device with throbbing veins and struggled frantically again, her neatly tied hair falling loose and covering her face.
"This...no! Absolutely not! No—I won't—" The boy ignored
her protests, pressing his hands on her shoulders, his erect penis aimed at her wet genitals, and took
a deep breath.
"Please...no...I...I'll do anything! I'll do anything as long as you don't come inside—
Ah ... The boy, panting heavily, thrust his hips rhythmically, withdrawing his blood-soaked penis and plunging it back into the girl's narrow passage. His movements quickened, his hands slowly moving to the victim's chest, tearing open her shirt and kneading her breasts. His massive body pressed against Lingqi's delicate white flesh, the rough movements making the table creak. "Ugh... ah... ugh... it hurts... be gentle... ahhh..." Lingqi's eyes were closed, a strand of hair between her teeth, sweat staining her flushed forehead. After an unknown amount of time, the boy's speed suddenly increased. "No... don't... don't go in there—ahhhhh I don't want to get pregnant ahhhhh!" Lingqi's efforts to push the violator away were futile. The boy thrust deeply into the girl's deepest point, clearly injecting all his semen into her immature uterus. The girl's cries reached the peak of pain, undoubtedly completely filled. After the rape, the boy climbed off Lingqi and pulled up his pants. The students dispersed one by one; it was already quite late. If they didn't return to their dorms before curfew, they'd be publicly reprimanded by . "The last student to leave the classroom, remember to turn off the lights and close the windows! Oh, and don't bring your pee-filled backpack back to the dorm, it stinks!" He Huan, brimming with satisfaction, patted Ling Qi's face and left the classroom. I also slung my backpack over my shoulder and slowly walked out of the classroom with the flow of students. As I approached the bottom of the stairs, I couldn't help but look back. All the classrooms on the floor were dark except for our classroom, where the lights and fans were still on. The students' desks were piled high with books, seemingly suffocating their owners. Only one desk in the center of the room was empty. Ling Qi lay on her desk, textbooks and reference books scattered on the floor, her pee-filled backpack lying at her feet. Her skirt was wrapped around her waist, and her sweat-soaked shirt was underneath her. A stream of white liquid gushed from her swollen genitals, mixed with dark red blood. She lay motionless on the table, limbs dangling to the ground, like a puppet with its ropes cut. ※※※ Si De High School truly lived up to its reputation as a militarized school with an exceptionally high college entrance rate; the intensity of study far exceeded that of my previous middle school. We had to get up at six every morning, be in the classroom for morning self-study at seven, study hard all day, and only return to the dormitory to rest after evening self-study ended at ten. There were no cell phones, no television, no computers, not even an outdated radio. The boys rarely had time to play ball, and the girls couldn't even go out shopping outside the school gates. This place was truly a castle with almost no entertainment . Therefore, the students' most popular form of entertainment was bullying Ling Qi. After she lost her virginity, the bullying increasingly escalated towards sexual sadism. The bullying started every morning. He Huan seemed to have bought some pornographic toys from outside the school: remote-controlled vibrators. Every morning, she made Ling Qi insert the vibrator into her vagina, and stick the other two to her nipples, before she could get dressed and go to eat breakfast. Poor Lingqi had no underwear to wear. Walking along the school path, her shapely breasts bounced with her steps , the outlines of two vibrating eggs on her nipples clearly visible, looking exceptionally erotic. Not to mention, the way she would occasionally stop, her legs turned inward, her brow furrowed as she endured the pleasure, attracted the attention of every passing boy. The remote control for the vibrating eggs was given to several classmates, who activated them with completely random rhythms, purely to tease Lingqi. When she was called on by the teacher to answer a question, when she was climbing the crowded stairs , or during her exams, the vibrating eggs might suddenly activate. Lingqi would let out a scream, then tightly shut her mouth or bite her fingers, desperately trying to suppress the uncontrollable pleasure. Sometimes, when she was working out math problems on the blackboard, the classmates responsible for the remote would exchange knowing smiles and simultaneously turn the vibrating eggs to maximum power. Lingqi would lie face down on the blackboard, legs clenched, her genitals gushing out orgasmic fluids, sometimes even losing control of her bladder on the spot, collapsing onto her own urine. Then the classmates would burst into laughter. The daily after-school gang rape parties gradually unfolded. Lingqi, who had been tormented all day by vibrating eggs on her sensitive areas, was responsible for satisfying the sexual desires of all the boys in her class. Even with her genitals red, swollen, and vulnerable, she had to swallow the boys' burgeoning desires and help them release the energy they had no outlet for after-school time.

Sometimes, He Huan would even organize some unusual bullying activities.
That Sunday, she smiled and talked to Ling Qi about the day's plans.
"Hey, Ling Qi, let's play some games tonight!"
"Games...?"
Ling Qi had completely lost the will and ability to resist, silently obeying all of He Huan's arrangements.
"Yes, yes, wait for me at the garbage station next to the dormitory at 8 pm!"
He Huan turned to me.
"Transfer student, could you please help me get something tonight? There's a plastic bag on my desk in the dormitory,
could you bring it to me tonight?"
I agreed. Why was I so compliant? Perhaps it was fear. If I didn't obey her
orders , I might become the next target of bullying. I definitely didn't want to suffer the same
fate as Ling Qi.
So at 8 pm, after finishing dinner, I carried the black plastic bag He Huan had mentioned and headed towards the garbage station
behind .
The garbage station reeked of fermented drinks and swill, the smell particularly unpleasant. A
tall, thin woman stood beside the garbage heap; it was clearly Ling Qi, who dared not be late. She stood there alone, the summer night breeze ruffling her short
skirt.
I approached, feeling a little awkward, and raised my hand.
"Hi."
Hearing my greeting, she seemed to snap out of a daze and notice me, trembling like a startled animal
.
"Ah...hi."
"You...you're here early."
"Yeah."
For a moment, only an unbearable silence remained. I racked my brains, trying to find a topic.
"Um..."
"Is...is something wrong?"
"Are you...are you alright?"
Ling Qi opened her eyes wide, looking at me quietly, seemingly unaware of what I was saying.
"They treated you like that, aren't you upset?"
Ling Qi turned her head away. In the lamplight, her expression was obscured by the shadow of her long hair.
"I...I'm fine."
"But...they were really mean, weren't they?"
She shook her head, leaving an enigmatic answer.
"I guess I went too far."
I wanted to ask one more question, but I was interrupted by the bullies who approached.
"Hello! You're here early, Lingqi! You're full of energy today too."
He Huan led the way, followed by several boys, as they walked towards us.
He Huan had her hair tied in high pigtails, wearing denim shorts, a tank top, and a leather jacket. Although she had the figure of a little
girl, she dressed maturely. She glanced at Lingqi and pouted.
"It's Sunday today, why are you still wearing your school uniform? Girls should know how to dress themselves up."
"I'm... I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Sister He will teach you how to dress properly. Take off all your clothes."
The gentle words were followed by a cruel command. Lingqi agreed softly and took off all her clothes.
"Take off your shoes too."
Lingqi stood naked under the light, her bare feet stepping on the black and sticky cement ground in front of the garbage station.
"Your new clothes are in the bag, wear them and you'll look pretty."
I realized the bag He Huan was referring to was the black plastic bag I was holding, so I quickly handed it to Ling Qi.
Ling Qi put the bag on the ground and took out the "new clothes" He Huan had prepared for her. Animal ear headbands,
clips with bells, a furry tail anal plug, animal claw gloves, a collar, a vibrator, and a dildo.
Blushing, took out each of the pornographic items from the bag and put them on. Everyone surrounded her;
the boys chuckled softly, watching Ling Qi moan as she inserted the anal plug and vibrator into her vagina and anus.
He Huan pulled on the cloth strap attached to Ling Qi's collar and couldn't help but giggle.
"Hehehe, you're just like a little animal. Come on, animals can't walk straight, they have to crawl on the ground."
Lingqi obediently lay on the ground, her limbs, adorned with animal claw gloves and boots, supporting her body, which was decorated with sex toys and looked exceptionally erotic
. The fluffy tail peeking out from her high-raised, plump buttocks was the finishing touch.
"The last step..."
He Huan activated the vibrating dildo in Lingqi's vagina. The high-speed vibrating dildo became a blur, stirring
Lingqi's genitals, and a few drops of vaginal fluid splashed onto the ground.
"Ugh...it's...too strong...I can't move at all..."
Lingqi groaned, covering her mouth, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stop her lewd moans.
"Don't be a lazy dog, crawl now!"
He Huan pulled on the rope, his face showing anger. Lingqi endured the intense pleasure, slowly using her hands and feet,
twisting her high-raised buttocks, wagging her tail, and crawling forward.
We walked along the path next to the dormitory towards the track and field. Along the way, the bell on Lingqi's chest jingled,
attracting the attention of many passing students.
"So cute, can I touch it?"
"Sure!"
Passersby stroked Lingqi's bare back and pinched her round buttocks. Some even tried to pull out her
tail, but He Huan stopped them.
Along the way, Lingqi climaxed several times in extreme shame and pleasure. She was covered in sweat, panting
heavily, and her exhausted back couldn't straighten up, which only made her buttocks stick out even higher, incredibly alluring.
When they reached a street lamp, everyone stopped. Lingqi, crawling at the front, almost wanted to hide,
looking extremely frightened.
Under the street lamp, a domestic animal was urinating. It raised its hind legs and sprayed urine towards the base of the lamppost,
declaring its dominance of the territory.
Although it was a closed campus, because it was located in the suburbs, there seemed to be quite a few stray animals on campus.
Although they would hide during the day, they would appear at night and roam the campus.
After urinating, it wobbled away.
He Huan's eyes lit up.
"I've got it! Lingqi-chan, you go pee there too, like that animal, lie on the ground and
lift your legs up to pee!"
"Ugh...no...don't..."
Lingqi protested softly. To defecate like a wild animal was the most thorough insult to her dignity.
Even though she had been toyed with to this extent, she didn't want to lose her right to be human.
But her protests were ineffective against He Huan. She hardened her face and spoke coldly.
"Oh? Don't want to pee? Then let's change the task. I'll drag that beast over and let it fuck you until you
cry and apologize to me, how about that?"
"Waaah... I... I know... Please don't drag that animal over..."
Hearing He Huan's blatant threat, Ling Qi was so frightened that she scrambled to the lamppost, raised her
hind legs , and aimed at the lamppost.
"Right, come on, give us a smile~"
Ling Qi grinned, tears almost streaming down her forced smile. She lay on the ground like an animal,
a stream of golden urine shooting towards the lamppost, the sound of the liquid hitting the ground echoing in the empty campus.
"Hahahaha! That's so stupid, hahahaha! You really peed like an animal!"
He Huan squatted on the ground, clutching her stomach and laughing wildly, almost unable to breathe. That kind of ecstasy seemed sinister and
terrifying to me.
Why? Why did she bully Ling Qi to this extent?
What did she gain from spending so much effort and time bullying Ling Qi? Was she really that happy?
But I didn't dare ask these questions. I just stood by, carrying a black plastic bag, watching
this inhumane scene unfold.
"That's about enough, let's start the final gang rape party of the night,"
He Huan said to the boys, squatting on the ground with a grin. Some of them couldn't hold back any longer and started masturbating
.
And so, the final revelry of the night began.
The thirsty boys pounced on the exhausted girl, pulled out their buzzing dildos, and
inserted their hot penises into her wet vagina. They sandwiched Ling Qi in the middle, one violating her vagina, another
violating her mouth, while the rest made Ling Qi masturbate them with her hands.
"Ahhh... don't all at once... ee-ya-ya-ya-ya..."
The boys lined up to gang rape the lone girl, and every time one ejaculated, the next one immediately took over, continuing to gang
rape the girl in the throes of orgasm.
"Ahhhhhh—it's shooting in again… *splish splash* It's shooting into her uterus… Ahhh…
…I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ,
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming… *
splish splash * Hot semen is shooting in again… *splish splash* Cough cough cough…" Watching this frenzied gang rape, I felt a slight heat in my lower abdomen and my head was burning. I glanced at He Huan. She stood quietly to the side, staring intently at the violated Ling Qi. What was the expression on her face …? I wasn't sure; the light was too dim, and my mind was a bit confused. It seemed to be an expression of relief. ※※※ I don't know how long the gang rape lasted that night. Many boys later joined the party, replenishing the ranks of those who were exhausted. I was so tired that I left early, since I had class the next day and couldn't stay up too late. I secretly asked Xiaoyin why everyone was bullying Geng Lingqi. She was vague, and only answered after I urged her. "She...she brought it on herself." This answer, like Lingqi's, was perplexing, like a mystery. And the truth of the matter , I had no way of knowing, because the next morning, Monday, Geng Lingqi disappeared. I didn't exaggerate anything, nor did I use any metaphors. Geng Lingqi disappeared literally. She didn't come to class, her desk and books were gone, her sheets, pillows, clothes, and all her personal belongings in her dormitory were gone. She vanished into thin air. Completely, without reservation, without any blind spots, disappeared from the world. Apart from that, everything continued to function normally. The students continued to attend classes, study, do homework, chat after class, eat, and sleep. As if this person had never existed. I also tried to act like that, pretending not to know that a girl named Geng Lingqi had ever existed. I didn't know how to deal with this inexplicable sudden change, so I could only follow in others' footsteps. If I acted too outrageously, I might face terrible punishment—whether this thought was just my paranoia or a real threat, I couldn't be sure. But going with the flow couldn't be wrong. However, although Geng Lingqi disappeared, she left behind a huge void. Geng Lingqi is gone, but the "classmate anyone can bully" must exist. This seems to be an unwritten, absolute rule at Si De High School, stronger than the law, more resilient than custom, and more enduring than tradition. This distorted rule must continue. Therefore, we must find the next successor, the next "classmate anyone can bully." In other schools, this would be very difficult to accomplish. This rule is inherently absurd, out of touch with common sense, and lacks logical consistency. How could anyone willingly become the target of bullying? No one wants to be treated cruelly. How could all the students, including the teachers, possibly agree on who to bully? Even the most insignificant person has friends or supporters. Conflict arises . But this school is different. It's a closed "other world." The rules of the common-sense world don't apply here, and the rules here are incomprehensible to the common-sense world. Therefore, who the next "classmate anyone can bully" will be is a no-brainer; everyone knows, including me, a new transfer student. Everything was already decided. It's He Huan, of course. The previous bullying leader, the cruelest person to Ling Qi, the one who contributed the most to the bullying, the one who violated Ling Qi most recklessly. Only with her can everyone reach a consensus. No one will object to bullying her, no one feel guilty, and no one will pity her. He Huan is the next "classmate anyone can bully." (Chinese) School bullying is an extremely cruel act. It involves humiliating, violating, and abusing the victim in various ways, day and night.

In front of their classmates, they stripped her clothes, exposed her private parts, and violated her body. Bullying is
the ultimate manifestation of human evil.
— In the past, I always thought so. But after transferring to Si De Middle School, my old understanding gradually
shattered . Because there was a classmate whom anyone could bully at will.
Geng Lingqi, a beautiful girl in my class, was treated as "a classmate anyone could bully," and was
wantonly . Peeping, being naked, gang rape—she endured inhuman suffering without resistance, and then
, a few days ago, she vanished
without a trace. Where did she go? I was incredibly curious about this question. Was she taken away by her family? Or did she suffer a mental
breakdown and be sent to a mental hospital?
But the class didn't care about Lingqi's whereabouts; the students cared about something else.
Although no one discussed it or talked about it, I could hear their whispers—when they turned
the pages of their books, when they listened to the lesson, when they leaned on the railing after class—I could hear
the silent words in their hearts.
"She's a high school student, yet she wears those childish pigtails...disgusting."
"That annoying girl, her walk and posture are both irritating."
"Arrogant, haughty, and bossy idiot."
"She has to pay the price."
My feeling was right; the next "person anyone can bully" was He Huan, the leader of the bullying against Ling Qi.
People were turning their attention to her.
However, He Huan wasn't the weak and easily bullied Geng Ling Qi. To make her willingly let everyone bully her,
they had to put in a lot of effort.
On the third day after Ling Qi disappeared, we had a self-study period. The teacher went to a meeting, leaving the students
to study freely in the classroom. So, someone started to make a move.
"Hey, He Huan, have you even started developing yet?"
He Huan suddenly turned her head, swept her long pigtails, and glared angrily at the boy who spoke. The latter
sat in his seat, grinning lewdly.
"You're the one who hasn't developed yet! You're probably only two centimeters long, you impotent guy!"
"Oh, have you developed? But it looks like there's nothing there at all."
A burst of muffled laughter erupted in the classroom. He Huan's face flushed red, she straightened her thin frame, her eyes
seemingly blazing with fire.
"Say that again?"
"If you've developed, then prove it to everyone! I bet you don't even need a bra."
He Huan slammed her hand on the table, startling the provocative boy who shrank back. Faced with He Huan's elementary school-like
figure , this muscular boy was actually intimidated by her powerful aura.
He Huan gritted her teeth and began to unbutton her shirt.
The boys exclaimed "Whoa!" and the girls whispered among themselves.
He Huan, like a boxer about to fight, ripped open her shirt with a whoosh, revealing her upper body.
Beneath
her delicate collarbones, a white tank top clung to her flat chest, her clearly defined ribs heaving with anger, and her navel
, barely visible as a slit in the center of her smooth, taut belly. It was truly an ordinary figure, making one wonder if she had even entered puberty.
"Look closely, I'm wearing underwear!"
she gasped, pulling up the collar of her shirt.
Suddenly, another boy leaped from his seat, smugly believing he had seized his opportunity, jumping at He Huan
's feet and ripping her underwear to the ground.
An ordinary girl would surely be unable to withstand such an attack. But He Huan was prepared. Or
rather, she was too well-prepared. This proud, arrogant girl had anticipated this kind of thing and
was ready to retaliate. In an instant, she turned, pulled a pair of scissors from her pencil case, aimed at her target, and stabbed downwards,
the slit piercing the boy's hand with a sickening thud.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh—"
he let out a long scream, writhing in agony on the ground. He Huan stomped on his face
, wiping the blood splattered on her wrist onto her dark blue pleated skirt, gritting her teeth .
"No one—no one can touch me! No one! " ※※※
"
Aaaaaaaahh ... "Waaaaah... Can... can you let me go... Waaaah..." He Huan's voice was broken and intermittent with fear and pain, interspersed with sobs and choked sobs. "Oh, almost done. But he still has some things to do." A boy slowly walked up to He Huan, his right hand bandaged. He was the boy whose hand He Huan had stabbed with scissors. "Is your hand okay? Should I help you?" The boy slowly unwrapped the bandage from his hand, took the sewing needle and alcohol I handed him, his eyes cold. "No problem, I'm going to pierce this sow's clitoris with my own hands." He Huan's teeth chattering echoed clearly in the room. "Impressive, I was worried at first... worried you'd go easy on me." I looked at the person who spoke to me and shrugged. How could I possibly go easy on He Huan? When I did these things, I felt absolutely no guilt. I believe the felt the same way. The wicked and cruel He Huan has been punished, and we should be called partners of justice, not bullies. There's nothing more satisfying than avenging someone; Ling Qi would be so happy to know. The story begins yesterday afternoon. A few days ago, during self-study, the arrogant He Huan stabbed the boy who attacked her with scissors, terrifying everyone. After being called in for questioning by the teacher, He Huan returned to the classroom with a victorious expression, followed by a boy with a bandage on his wrist and a defeated look on his face. For days after that incident, no one dared to touch He Huan; everyone was terrified.

This arrogant woman actually tried to use violence to evade her responsibilities. She viciously abused
the pitiful Geng Lingqi, yet she wanted to get away scot-free—it's intolerable.
When she bullied Lingqi, I was just a bystander with no stance,
watching Lingqi get hurt, afraid to help, unable even to offer quiet comfort.
I admit, I now regret my cowardice. Most of the time, I'm the kind of
person who follows the crowd, lacking the courage to make independent choices.
So, yesterday afternoon, when they came to me and invited me to participate in the "plan," I agreed
without hesitation .
This time, I can't stand idly by. I have to act, I have to teach He Huan a lesson.
The plan isn't complicated. We chose a free Sunday, which is today, and prepared the necessary
tools : chairs, black cloth, black tape, rope, sewing needles, scissors, a snakeskin bag, and a secluded location.
The location is the alley leading from the cafeteria to the dormitory building. He Huan will definitely pass by here on Sunday afternoon.
As she walked through the alley, I crouched in the bushes beside her, clutching my ankle, and called out to her for help.
"Ouch... He Huan! Can... can you help me?"
"...What's wrong?"
She frowned, slowly taking a few steps closer to me, her face full of suspicion. I deliberately showed her scraped
knee and twisted ankle.
"Ouch... I twisted my ankle..."
"What were you doing in the bushes?"
I explained that I saw a cute animal and slipped while chasing it.
"I can't stand up now... can you take me to the infirmary?"
"Are you stupid?"
He Huan looked around; no one was around. She reluctantly walked over to me, helped me up, and
supported my arm with her thin shoulders.
Then I ripped some tape over her mouth, and a classmate who had been lying in wait jumped out and put
a plastic bag over her head until she stopped struggling. Next, they tied her hands and feet with rope,
threw the unconscious girl into a scrap metal bag, and dragged her along the deserted woods behind the sports field to the abandoned laboratory building.
If He Huan hadn't been carrying a sharp weapon, she was just a petite girl and would
n't have been . With everyone working together, the plan was successfully completed.
Then, they made her understand the responsibility she had to bear.
He Huan's intermittent voice pulled me back from my memories to the sweet reality. She was tied in a spread-eagle position to an abandoned
wooden bed, her clothes all torn to shreds by scissors.
"I was wrong... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have stabbed your hand with scissors... Waaah,
I'm sorry..."
The boy waved the wound in front of her eyes; the deep cut on the back of her hand was shocking.
"Do you know how painful it is to have your hand stabbed by scissors? Do you know?"
He Huan nodded repeatedly, apologizing incessantly, as if she thought saying sorry could absolve her of her
guilt .
The boy pinched her nipple, which was pierced by a sewing needle, enjoying her screams.
He turned his gaze to He Huan's genitals. He Huan's genitals were completely white, without even a fine pubic hair,
only a tight slit was visible. He pulled apart her labia, revealing a pink vulva.
"You're already a senior in high school, yet you still look like a little girl. Do you think that will make people pity you, you
cunning sow?"
The boy peeled back her foreskin, stimulating the small, tender clitoris, and aimed the sewing needle
at the clitoris, one of the most densely packed organs of a woman's body with nerve endings, his tone full of vengeful pleasure.
"I'll let you know how painful it is to be stabbed with scissors..."
"No, no, no, no
, no, no, please don't touch there, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, ahhhhhh—it hurts so much—ahh ... " Aaaaaaahh ... I walked over to her, wiped away her tears and cold sweat with a tissue, and brushed the hair that clung to her skin. Her eyes were red-rimmed, her teeth chattering, and she trembled . "Waaah...waaah...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." "It's alright, it's alright, it's all over now." I gently stroked her face. She was such a lovely girl, her cheeks rosy, soft and delicate, as if she had never seen the sun before. "He Huan is clearly kind by nature, why does she always have to be a bad girl?" "Waaah...I'm sorry...I...I'll be a good girl from now on..." "Then do us a favor." I told her the plan I had prepared beforehand, and at first she nodded obediently, then her face gradually showed fear, and finally she shook her head repeatedly. "No...I..." "He Huan may not quite understand what I mean, do you want me to teach you again?" I held up the remaining sewing needles. Seeing the gleaming needle tips, He Huan's face turned deathly pale. "No! Don't stab me anymore... I'll be good!" "That's right, that's what a good girl does. Is He Huan still a virgin?" "Yes... ah?" Fear gradually filled He Huan's wide eyes.

Everyone crowded around the girl bound to the bed. Her slender waist and pink vulva
glistened in the dark room. The boys pulled down their pants, revealing their already erect penises, like
weapons to punish a sinner, ready to sever the wicked girl's body.
"Wait... I already promised you, I already promised you, let me go!"
"No, you've all done so much to make He Huan a good girl, shouldn't He Huan
thank ? He Huan, make everyone happy."
What a beautiful sight. The boys pounced on the defenseless He Huan, thrusting their penises into
her untouched vulva, making her cry out in agony, then gagging her with another
penis. They mercilessly manipulated her nipples and clitoris pierced by steel needles, then ejaculated their thick
semen as her muscles spasmed.
How wonderful, Ling Qi. Although you're not here, you must be able to see this, right? That
despicable is being severely punished by everyone. Although I didn't lend you a hand before,
now I'm helping you get revenge.
Don't worry, I won't be weak anymore; I'll make her suffer and pay the price.
※※※
To punish He Huan, the whole class needs to participate.
However, He Huan's image in the class is too vivid and deeply ingrained; her tyrannical personality
is deeply rooted in everyone . Getting everyone to punish her immediately will likely be difficult.
Therefore, we must find a way to change this wicked girl's image in everyone's minds. The one who tied the knot must untie it; to
achieve this, it's best to let He Huan herself step forward and change her own image.
Let her shatter her own dignity—that's our plan.
He Huan stood in front of the podium, her short stature barely reaching the desk. Her attire was unchanged,
school uniform with black knee-high socks.
But her aura today was completely different from usual.
"H-Hello everyone, I...I have something to say to you all today."
He Huan's voice was very awkward; she was clearly not used to her current state, let alone what she
was about to say .
"First of all, I want to apologize to everyone. I'm really, really sorry."
She bowed deeply, appearing very sincere.
A murmur rippled through the classroom. He Huan actually apologized? Did the word "apology" even exist in her vocabulary?
"A few days ago, I accidentally stabbed a classmate's hand, and I'm truly sorry. In the past, I
've caused everyone so much trouble in my studies and life, and I really regret it. To atone for my sins, I made
these little decorations for myself, to constantly remind myself how annoying I was in the past."
He Huan lifted her shirt, revealing her breasts.
She wasn't wearing a bra; her two nipples, without any pigmentation, were engorged and erect, the silver
rings gleaming. With trembling hands, she lifted her skirt, revealing her genitals and displaying
the third ring she wore underneath.
The classroom erupted in a cacophony of voices, as if an earthquake had struck.
"Oh my god... she actually let us see her breasts... and..."
"Are those three... piercings?"
"On her nipples! And where is the one down there?"
"What a shameless woman..."
He Huan's skin turned red from head to toe. Even though she only said two sentences, it felt like she'd run a kilometer; her breathing was
rapid, and her whole body was covered in sweat from shame and humiliation.
"That... um... I... I made these with the earrings I brought in against school rules, aren't they cute
? I hope everyone won't tell the teacher about me wearing jewelry against school rules... These three rings are on my
... my..."
She lowered her head, her legs pressed tightly together, and after a long pause, she finally blurted out in despair,
"...on my nipples and clitoris! It really hurts. The wounds haven't healed yet, and it hurts so much to walk
. But I'm happy, because this way I can apologize for my mistake. And... and then
..."
She raised her head, looking at all the students in the classroom, and finished speaking slowly and deliberately.
"We are a loving class, so I hope... I hope everyone will help me reflect on my
mistakes... Next... I will walk past each and every student, and please...
punish me in any way you think is appropriate. Anything is okay, as long as it doesn't disturb other students' self-study...
I really, really appreciate everyone listening to my reflection, and please... everyone, next, let me
realize mistakes I made... the mistakes I made..."
Everyone whispered among themselves, discussing this shocking proposal. Although some looked hesitant, many
were already eager to try. Most people must be extremely excited to teach the arrogant He Huan a lesson.
These words, of course, were not He Huan's own idea, but something I told her yesterday. He Huan, who already had a
physiological couldn't refuse any request.
This is wonderful, this is exactly what I wanted to see.
A sinner must not only be punished, but must also reflect on their sins to everyone; this is
the essence .
He Huan walked down from the podium and, starting with the first group of students on the right side of the classroom, received
guidance from each of her classmates one by one. There were eight rows of seats in the classroom, arranged in pairs. Two desks in the same row within the same pair were
placed together to form a pair of deskmates. He Huan needed to start from the first row of the first group on the far right of the classroom and walk all the way to
the sixth row of the fourth group on the far left to complete her self-criticism.
"Um… please think of any way you want me to write this self-criticism, don't hold back…"
He Huan stood in front of the two girls at the first desk, her voice nervous. She must have been overwhelmed by unprecedented
anxiety and fear. Giving the power to punish herself to others felt like lying on a chopping block; she didn't
know what they would say—whether they would mercifully forgive her or cruelly torture her.
This anxiety could drive anyone crazy.
The two girls glanced at her impatiently, one of them thinking for a long time.
"You loudly say 'I am a sow' three times to everyone."
The class erupted in laughter. The other girl made the same demand.
"Okay… okay."
He Huan seemed relieved.
"I… I am a sow… I…"
"Louder!"
"I'm a sow! I'm a sow! I'm a sow! I'm a sow! I'm a sow!"
The class erupted in laughter. He Huan lowered her head and walked to the second desk.
There were two boys there, clearly well-prepared, and this time they weren't going to be so merciful.
"Take off your shirt!"
"Take off your skirt!"
He Huan trembled as she reached out to unbutton her shirt, unzip it, and took off her top and skirt.
She stood naked in the aisle, wearing only black knee-high socks and small leather shoes, her fair
skin exposed to the entire class's gaze. Her beautiful ponytail hung over her shoulders, seemingly in vain as if trying to cover her breasts.
Everyone mocked her elementary school-like figure and her bare genitals.
Then, two girls wrote a few words on He Huan's chest with a marker: "I'm a slut" and "I
have no breasts."
Two boys flicked her pierced nipples and clitoris.
The next few punishments were nothing special. Several classmates, preoccupied with their own homework, allowed He Huan to utter
a few shameful words or write on her body.
By the time a boy, whose classmates at the previous table had written "sow" on He Huan's buttocks, was already
losing his temper, he pushed her to the ground, made her kneel, and
slapped his erect penis against her face.
"Give me a blowjob, you shameless exhibitionist!"
He Huan opened her red lips, reluctantly licking the boy's glans with her tongue. The boy, growing
impatient , pulled up her long ponytails, as if gripping a motorcycle handlebar, and yanked He Huan's head towards his
genitals, his entire penis shoving into her cherry-like mouth with a "pop.
" "Ugh!... gurgle gurgle... gurgle..."
He Huan's chin was stretched to its maximum, her small cheeks distorted by the downward pull. Her eyes widened,
her throat gurgling; the sudden intrusion of a foreign object into her throat must have made her feel intense nausea and suffocation. She
pushed against the boy's waist and pounded his thighs, but her weak fists had no effect.
Seeing that she was about to suffocate, the boy pulled his penis out.
"Ugh...cough cough cough cough...cough cough..."
He Huan coughed and gagged, thick saliva dripping onto the ground.
She lowered her head, knelt on the ground, and actually started crying.
"Waaah...you perverts...waaah...you all...you all bully me...waaah..."
Seeing her like this, the boy actually let go of the two braids he was holding.
A murmur rippled through the classroom, and He Huan's sobs could be clearly heard.
"Hey, hey, hey, this won't do, He Huan-chan."
I walked a few steps to her, lifted her tear-filled face, bent down, and gently said into her ear:
"He Huan-chan, how can you cry? Good girls don't cry, you know. Do you want to go back to being a bad girl?"
He Huan seemed to have swallowed an indescribable black lead block, stopped crying, and dared not look me in the eye.
She instinctively touched her genitals, probably remembering the sharp, piercing
pain . "No...no...I want to be a good girl...He Huan wants to be a good girl..."
"Then reflect on your actions with everyone, don't disappoint those who helped you reflect."
I grabbed He Huan's two ponytails and placed them in the boy's palm.
"Continue."
He Huan sat on the ground like a duck, completely naked, only her thin lower limbs covered by black over-the-knee stockings.
Glistening saliva clung to her thin chest, thin white strands connecting to the corners of her mouth. She timidly raised her head,
looking at the boy, her mouth open.
It was unbelievable. Was He Huan a masochist? This pitiful posture was practically a
loud declaration, "Come and violate me!"
Seeing this scene, the boy's penis hardened again. He pulled He Huan's long hair and once again thrust his penis
into her throat. This time, he didn't pull out his penis until he ejaculated.
Time passed second by second. Many students resumed their own activities: doing homework, reading extracurricular books,
doing practice tests, and reviewing notes. The bell rang for the end of class, then for the start of class; another self-study period began.
When He Huan walked towards me, I waved.
"I haven't decided yet. Come find me after you've finished what the other students are doing."
It wasn't until almost the end of class that He Huan finally crawled towards me, looking quite dazed.
She was so adorable in that state. Someone had forbidden her from walking upright, so she had no choice but to obediently crawl on all fours
like an animal.
They used her body as a graffiti board, covering it with scribbles in markers, ballpoint pens, and even
correction fluid: "slut," "exhibitionist," "I like dicks"—all sorts of
humiliating words were written all over her body. "Prostitute" was painted on the left side of her face, "pervert" on the right,
a dick was drawn on her lower abdomen, and "Please insert" was written on her buttocks. The colorful graffiti was like her new clothes, utterly humiliating her
once proud self-esteem.
A dozen pens were inserted into her vagina, and a bottle of correction fluid was inserted into her anus. When He Huan heard "put
the bottle of correction fluid in your asshole," her face turned pale. Even though it was incredibly painful, she could only obediently
squat on the ground, holding back her tears as she inserted the two-finger-thick bottle into her never-before-explored anus.
Six boys ejaculated inside her; two boys ejaculated on her back, three on her hair, five she
swallowed, and one boy she was forced to hold in her mouth, neither swallowing nor spitting out.
An interesting little incident occurred in the middle. There was a boy known for his appalling hygiene. When He
Huan saw his phimosis, which hadn't been cleaned for a week, she was almost vomiting from the strong stench. Suppressing
her nausea, she pulled back his foreskin and saw the smegma accumulated in his coronal sulcus. The even more pungent, sour smell made
her cover her mouth and she incontinent.
Forced to wipe the urine off the floor with over-the-knee socks and put them back on, He Huan eventually
cleaned the boy's penis with her tongue. She licked the foul-smelling smegma piece by piece, swallowed it,
then performed oral sex on the cleaned penis. Finally, she ejaculated onto her hair before being allowed to continue.
She knelt before me, weakly uttering the routine,
"I'm sorry, I disturbed you. Please tell me how I should reflect on my actions…"
She looked up, realized she was facing me, her voice suddenly cut off, then
trembled like a cold wind.
I pretended to be troubled and rested my chin on my hand.
"He Huan-chan, I just can't figure it out. Why don't you tell me, how should I help you reflect on your
mistakes?"
"Ah...ah...that...that..."
Her breathing quickened, and tears welled up again. I'd always thought she was a strong girl, but it turned out that
beneath that proud mask was just a crybaby.
"I don't like seeing girls cry, He Huan-chan."
"I...I'm not crying!" He Huan wiped away her tears, forcing a smile that was almost too much. "I...I'm
happy! I can reflect on my mistakes..."
I remained silent, quietly watching her. He Huan knew I was waiting for her answer.
"Um... um... do you want me to write on you? Or... or do you want me to perform a super
, super stupid dance?... No, no, that's not right! Go to the toilet? Do you need to pee? You can pee in my mouth! I'll
drink it all, not a drop left... or I can lick your shoes clean,
lick them all clean, the tops and soles of both shoes, and if possible, I'll lick your feet clean too... I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have touched your shoes with my stinky mouth
after eating a dick... make me run twenty laps around the track looking like this... please hit me, kick my stomach, do you want to kick my stomach? I
'll lie on the ground and let you kick my stomach, I definitely won't run away or cry... ahhhhh, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, use a thumbtack, then use a thumbtack to stab me, use a stapler to staple my nipples, labia, and clitoris,
waa ...
She knelt before my seat,
her head on the floor, cold sweat pouring down her bare back. She kept recounting various ways she would torture herself,
perhaps even imagining the things she'd done to Ling Qi.
How amusing, letting her imagine ways to punish herself. After all, for her, the greatest fear is the unknown
. If what she said didn't satisfy me, I might give her an even crueler punishment. To avoid
the imagined "cruel punishment," she had to repeatedly increase the intensity of her proposed punishments. For her,
no matter how terrible her punishment was, I might have an even more terrible one waiting for her.
It was an unparalleled pleasure; so this was what it felt like to punish a wicked woman.
"Okay, okay, stop crying, He Huan-chan."
I helped He Huan, who was crying so hard she couldn't speak, up from the floor. She kept saying, "I'm not crying."
What a stubborn crybaby.
"I only have one request for you."
She stared blankly at me, her face alternating between pale and red.
"Go tell everyone that from now on, you will be a good child, helpful, and always ready to help. You won't
refuse anyone's requests. How gentle is that?"
He Huan seemed bewitched. What was wrong with her? Was the blow too great, causing her to lose her
ability to think? Like a lost soul, she stood up, turned around, and
said to all the classmates in the classroom in a cute, gentle, and obedient voice, "Classmates... I... He Huan will be a good child from now on, a
helpful and always ready to help. From now on, I will never refuse anyone's requests again...
"
After speaking, she turned back to me, looking at me as if waiting for the teacher's comments.
I clapped my hands. Following my action, others began to clap one after another, and He Huan was instantly
enveloped in applause. She smiled.
"Congratulations, He Huan, you've become a good child!"
I took her hand, smiling broadly at her.
"Then listen to my first request. Remember all the punishments you told me about earlier?
From now on, let's complete them all without missing a single one."
The twisted smile on He Huan's face was truly beautiful.
***
After school, we played until very late. Everyone was happy to be able to reform a stubborn, wicked girl; it
was almost like a carnival. The boys who hadn't had a chance to enjoy He Huan's body pounced on her, releasing
the pent-up lust of the week.
Although He Huan had obediently admitted her mistakes, many were still unconvinced. He Huan's mouth, vagina, and anus
were all thoroughly explored, until finally she couldn't even walk. The girls weren't to be outdone; they made He Huan drink
everyone 's urine, and then, as she herself had suggested, used thumbtacks and staples to pierce her
genitals and buttocks. They seemed quite interested in this, using up two whole boxes of thumbtacks and staples. She did lick shoes, of course
, but while He Huan was crying and licking a girl's shoe sole, someone kicked her in the stomach. He
Huan vomited on the spot, spraying semen, urine, and stomach acid from her tightly closed mouth and nostrils, making
a complete mess of the girl's shoes and socks. After this incident, no one could find an opportunity for her to run
naked because she was trying to lick the vomit clean without vomiting again. She
ended up looking a bit disheveled, but everyone was satisfied with He Huan's reformation. Despite still crying,
she didn't say no to anyone's requests.
I was exhausted, constantly watching He Huan, worried she might suddenly break down and lose control. However, she seemed
more adaptable to the changing environment than I had imagined.
Before returning to the dormitory, someone suddenly grabbed me. Turning around, I saw it was my deskmate,
Xiao Yin.
She pulled me to a secluded corner, her eyes filled with anger.
"Are you crazy?"
What was she saying? I couldn't understand at all.
"...What are you talking about?"
"Do you know what you're doing?"
I realized what she meant.
"Oh, you mean He Huan, right? How does it feel? Satisfied?"
She opened her mouth, as if about to utter some angry words, but then held back, coldly saying,
"What were you thinking? To...do this to her, it's simply...it's outrageous..."
"Outrageous? No, and I didn't do anything. She was the one who wanted to apologize to her classmates
and accept their demands."
"You!...Don't you know what you've done?"
I sighed.
"I know, I've always been a coward...but now, I finally have the courage. He Huan..."
"Shouldn't people be punished properly? No one dared to defy her; someone had to stand up and make her
realize how much harm she'd caused others."
Xiao Yin's face contorted with disgust, as if she'd seen something filthy. She took two steps back, clutching her
skirt.
"Courage? You call this courage? You don't have any courage at all! You're just
following . You're not brave at all. You bullied her not because you thought it was right, but because
others thought it was right! You're just their yes-man!"
A surge of anger welled up inside me. I took a step forward with a snap, and Xiao Yin flinched, clutching
her shoulders.
"It's fine if you don't do it; no one will force you. But one day you'll know I'm right."
I turned and walked away, and Xiao Yin yelled at me, "Coward!"
What a ridiculous woman. Doesn't she have a conscience? Doesn't she have a sense of justice? I hate
girls who are overly sympathetic to bad people.
What I did was right, and what everyone else did was right too.
There's nothing more right than bullying He Huan. This is logical, moral, and in accordance with social
norms. Xiaoyin simply can't understand it; she's hopeless.
I was furious, and on my way back to the dorm, I almost bumped into something dark.
Looking closer, I saw two domestic animals,
panting .
Shouldn't the school manage these stray animals? What
a danger it would be if they bit someone!
The two animals' furry tails drooped to the ground, slapping incessantly. One was
on top , the one on top constantly wiggling its dirty tail, licking the neck of the one below.
The one below looked much smaller, slender, and seemed
much . Its rear was being repeatedly penetrated by the one on top, creating splashing sounds.
The two animals were mating right in front of me.
For a fleeting moment, whether it was real or an illusion, the animal below glanced at me. Its black pupils
reflected the yellow light of the streetlamp, and that familiar gaze seemed to pierce my heart and penetrate my soul.
A chill ran down my spine, and an indescribable fear crept up my spine, like an ominous, twisted
premonition slowly lifting its dark, slippery veil to reveal the chaos hidden beneath that devoured reason.
I quickened my pace, leaving those two dark, filthy beasts behind.
※※※
"Ta-da! Everyone's prepared a feast for He Huan!"
I placed the lunchbox on the table.
He Huan sat in a chair, naturally naked. However, at the request of most of the boys, she wore
white knee-high stockings and tied her long hair into her signature twin ponytails with white ribbons. Her nipple ring on her right breast
had been replaced with a small, cute bell, and a paperclip passing through her left nipple held her student ID. In the photo, a
neatly dressed He Huan tilted her chin up, looking arrogant. Everyone planned to change the photos to show her
in this adorable pose when they had time.
We were in an empty dorm room, which had practically become a party venue.
Toys like dog-tail anal plugs, vibrators, and massage sticks hung on the walls; mattresses were on the floor; and the closets were filled with all sorts of underwear and
condoms.
The teachers initially objected to students coming here to party after class, but after receiving assurances that it
wouldn't affect their studies, they agreed.
It had been two weeks since He Huan declared herself a good student, and she had completely transformed into a truly good student.
"Here, open it yourself and see today's menu!"
"Hehehe... thank you..."
He Huan smiled sweetly and opened the lunchbox.
There were two lunchboxes; the first contained plain white rice, luncheon meat, and soft lettuce, without any
seasoning.
The seasoning for dinner was in the other lunchbox.
He Huan opened the second lunchbox, revealing it brimming with seasoning.
Layer upon layer, one on top of another, countless condoms filled the lunchbox to the brim. Dark yellow
semen, inside brightly colored rubber bags, emitted an extremely strong odor.
"Holy crap… this smell…"
"Damn, it stinks… doesn't she find it disgusting?"
Several boys covered their noses. They were from other classes, attending a party for the first time, hence
their strong reaction.
"Ah~ thank you everyone… you even prepared so many of He Huan's favorite seasonings tonight~"
He Huan, her voice trembling, thanked everyone for their efforts, her cheeks trembling.
She picked up a condom; the yellow semen sloshed around at the bottom of the bag. She opened the bag and
took a deep sniff of the semen's aroma, her face flushing.
"Such a strong sweet smell… but it seems a little stale…" "
Some of the condoms were leftovers from a few days ago, so they've been sitting out for a while."
"Hehehe… He Huan loves fermented milk that has a slightly sour taste…"
Her trembling hand splashed the semen onto the white rice. Then she picked up another condom and continued to apply the "seasoning"
to her dinner. She didn't finish using the condoms until the semen was almost overflowing from the edge of the lunchbox.
"I prepared a cup for you, He Huan-chan."
I placed the cup next to the lunchbox. Yellow stains were on the transparent cup, left from when she
hadn't .
"Thank you..."
He Huan poured all the remaining semen from the condoms into the cup, filling it completely. The white and yellow
semen swayed in the dirty cup, a few curly pubic hairs stuck to the rim.
"Well... let's eat!"
He Huan picked up a spoon, mixed the semen over the rice until every grain was fully soaked in it,
then scooped up the first bite, opened her mouth, and put it in.
She closed her mouth, her tightly furrowed brows twitching, and tears of happiness streamed down her face. She chewed carefully before swallowing
the bite.
"Swallow... Ha... The seasoning today is delicious too, hehehe...
I can , even my nasal cavity is filled with the masculine scent, and my stomach feels warm..."
Her thin chest rose and fell slightly as she looked down at the entire lunchbox of rice mixed with semen, revealing a twitching...
She laughed.
Luncheon meat, lettuce—all the vegetables were coated in semen. The rice was soaked with semen. She
ate every last bit of the semen-soaked rice, then licked the bottom of the container clean with her tongue. Most people
would vomit at the mere smell of semen, but she actually finished the whole container of semen-soaked rice. What a good
girl .
"And your drink. Drink it all in one go~"
He Huan nodded, raised the full cup to her lips, closed her eyes, and
gulped it down.
Halfway through, she seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and wanted to gasp for air. I pressed the cup against her mouth, and
with my other hand, I held the back of her head, helping her to gulp down the entire cup of semen into her stomach.
"Cough…cough cough…"
After finishing her meal, He Huan was drenched in sweat, her eyes were red, and white saliva and curly male hair remained at the corners of her mouth
. She seemed completely exhausted.
She's really bad at exercising; just one meal and she's already this tired.
"Was it good?"
"Ha...ha...hiccup...very, very delicious...He Huan's little belly is
full ...hehehe...hiccup..."
"So, what should He Huan do?"
He Huan looked up, puzzled for a moment, then immediately, trembling with fear, got up from her chair, knelt on the ground,
buried between her legs, her small buttocks sticking up high, and glistening
vaginal fluid was already dripping from her vulva.
"Very...hiccup—I'm sorry—thank you all so much for the semen feast you prepared for He Huan...please
allow He Huan to thank you with this undeveloped elementary school body...please don't hold back...please violate He Huan as you please
..."
Everyone laughed, pulled down their pants, and immediately began their planned weekend gang rape party on He Huan.
They pressed He Huan's face against the wall, her two white-stockinged legs spread wide in a perfect split, and two boys
violated her vagina and anus from both ends. Hard penises pounded back and forth in He Huan's white-tiger genitals like a pile driver.
One penis was pulled out
vaginafrom behind .
Alternatively, one boy lay on the mattress, letting He Huan ride on his penis, while another boy grabbed
her ponytail from behind and violated her anus. The advantage of this position was the ample space; He Huan could even swallow
one penis and use her hands to masturbate both boys.
Of course, like helping a child urinate, having two strong boys lift He Huan up and
sandwich her between them for violation was also a good option. Tossing the surprisingly light girl in the air and making her swallow two
penises whole, listening to her exquisite screams, was a unique experience.
Alternatively, one boy could violate her throat while another violated her genitals, holding her up
like a . This position allowed a clear view of her lower abdomen bulging from the penetration and
her constantly writhing throat.
He Huan's eyes rolled back, bodily fluids splattered, her tongue lolled out, and she screamed wildly like a sow. Each time a boy
ejaculated, she seemed to have an orgasm. Her orgasm was so obvious: her muscles spasmed all over, and she shamelessly
ejaculated.
I left temporarily midway through, went back to my dorm to take a shower, and cleaned myself off the urine and vaginal fluids.
Then I went to the convenience store to buy some water-based pens and refills, went back to my dorm to rest, and didn't go upstairs until 11 p.m. to check
on He Huan.
The dorm room, which had been filled with screams when I left, was now quiet. When I opened the door, a boy
almost bumped into me. I apologized to him and went into the room.
As soon as I entered, a pungent smell assaulted my nostrils—the smell of semen mixed with sweat and
urine. I covered my nose, enduring the stench.
The mattress was wet, having absorbed some liquid, and the floor was covered in dirty black shoe prints, with small bare footprints and handprints visible
here and there .
The long rubber beads were still damp with intestinal fluid, the vibrator's cord was tangled, and it was carelessly tossed on the floor along with the depleted battery of the massager
. Used tissues and empty condoms were scattered all over the floor.
So, where did all the semen from those used condoms go?
Looking towards the center of the room, the problem was immediately solved.
He Huan's hands were bound behind her back with duct tape, she was kneeling on the floor, her buttocks facing upwards, her face buried in a dog bowl.
The bowl was still wet with urine; He Huan's face had probably been forced into it by the boys, threatening her with
suffocation to force her to drink it all.
Her carefully styled ponytails were completely disheveled, her long hair soaked with dried semen, resembling a
rag doll, a few strands clinging to her back, the rest soaking in the dirty water of the dog bowl. The semen that had been ejaculated into the condoms must
have been smeared all over her hair; that smell would probably never wash away.
Her body was covered in red welts from whipping, a silent vibrator was inserted into her anus, and her
own —it was truly baffling how they got there.
I used my foot to turn her body over.
Her stomach was covered in bruises, she must have been severely beaten. The boys probably learned this trick from
the girls : they used a heavy blow to the stomach to induce vomiting in He Huan, then ordered her to
eat everything she vomited back up. This trick couldn't be too harsh, or she might faint.
"Hey, stop pretending to be asleep."
I placed my foot on her lower abdomen and pressed gently. With a soft "plop," her vagina
expelled her shoes and stockings, the loose, fleshy cavity wide open, I wondered if it could ever return to its normal size.
"Ah..."
She weakly opened one eye; the other eye was probably filled with semen or her own bodily fluids
and couldn't open .
"It's you...hehehe...why are you back...want to help me clean up...?"
I frowned, the sole of my shoe scraping against her abdomen and chest, then I stepped on her throat.
"Of course you have to clean up yourself, He Huan-chan. You basically made this room dirty, didn't you? Peeing
everywhere , and your vaginal fluids are sprayed all over it."
He Huan raised the corners of her mouth, then suddenly laughed in a chilling way, the laughter sounding like fingernails scraping across a blackboard.
"...What are you laughing at?"
"Hehehe...I'm laughing at my own pathetic state...hehehe..."
"Laugh away, you'll have plenty of time to laugh from now on."
I responded coldly, turned away, and stopped looking at the disgusting woman reeking of semen, walking
towards the dormitory door.
He Huan's voice came from behind, like a lonely ghost talking to itself in an endless forest.
"Do you know? This school is sucking us dry. They're sucking nutrients from our suffering,
eating our lives, and then watering those who remain."
"...What nonsense are you spouting? Have you lost your mind, you sow?"
"Can't you feel it? I can hear them devouring us every moment. I heard them
eat Geng Lingqi, then eat me, and then you... Hey, don't you want to know
where those who disappeared went?"
I stopped, hearing my own heart pounding.
Slowly turning around, my gaze was fixed on the wretched creature on the ground. He Huan,
tattered and battered lay on her back, her eyes staring back at me defiantly.
"...You don't know either, do you?"
"Hehe, you found out, but I'll find out soon enough."
She let out that chilling laugh again, and I wanted to cover my ears.
"You too, you'll find out soon enough...where all the missing people went."
I walked up to her, raised my leg, and stomped hard on her stomach. The soft tissue, the
elastic texture, the agonizing scream—it was the only thing that could alleviate my boundless fear.
Exhausted, I left the groaning mass on the ground, staggered across the slippery floor, and ran towards
the door .
As I passed the door, I glanced to my right and saw a mirror.
Each dormitory room had a full-length mirror opposite the shoe cabinet, for students to check their appearance before leaving.
The mirror was sticky, covered in someone else's bodily fluids.
Behind the stains was a girl wearing the leather shoes, black stockings, navy blue pleated skirt, and white
short-sleeved , with shoulder-length hair. Her long legs, slender waist, firm breasts, and
beautiful face had once filled me with immense pride.
Now, I saw in the mirror a distraught high school girl, her face pale, staring back at me
like a lost fledgling in the wilderness.
***
Another week passed, and He Huan disappeared without a trace.
Completely, without reservation, without any blind spots, vanished from the world.
Everyone seemed to have anticipated this ending. There was no commotion; everyone continued their
daily lives , striving to improve their grades and prepare for exams and college entrance.
Everyone was confident because this was Si De High School,
a school renowned for its excellent exam results and college entrance rates. As long as you studied here, you were sure to achieve good results. Therefore, accepting the strict
school and being cut off from the outside world for years was acceptable. In this castle, everything flourished and
thrived.
Because the inhabitants are absorbing nutrients.
He Huan is right. They bully the chosen ones with a clear conscience, devouring their lives bit by bit,
turning them into nourishing sustenance for themselves—delicious, juicy, and nutritious.
This castle is also thoughtfully prepared for the next chosen one, so that once the previous
victim is devoured, the inhabitants can immediately swarm and pounce on the next plump prey.
In front of me is He Huan, then Geng Lingqi, and then there might be others.
And then, next, it will be me.
Now, as the ringleader of bullying He Huan, I am the most wicked woman. Humiliating me is upholding the castle's
justice.
I have been cleaned up and am about to lie on the altar of the burnt offering.
I am the next "classmate whom anyone can bully."
(Next)
I stand in front of the mirror, looking at myself.
My lips tremble as I curl up, revealing a smile that looks passable. Although I don't usually smile,
I've been praised for having a "cute smile."
Not to brag, but I consider myself a pretty girl, and even compared to Geng Lingqi, I'm confident I could
be better. I'm about the same height as boys my age, with long, shapely legs, full breasts,
delicate collarbones, and shoulder-length black hair. The number of boys who pursue me can be counted on two hands, but
I've never accepted any confessions. Boys my age are all idiots; I never smile at their advances
.
But now it's different. If I don't smile, I'll probably be cruelly punished again. I
must always wear a charming smile, a warm expression to thank all those who bully me. I absolutely cannot let
those who bully me feel any guilt or unease; that's the purpose of my smile.
Because I'm "a classmate anyone can bully," my classmates cruelly bully me, just
like they bullied Geng Lingqi and He Huan before.
I must smile, face their abuse with a smile.
When I came to my senses, I was already in the classroom.
Seeing the thing on my seat, my legs went weak, and I could barely stand.
"Do I really have to put it in?... How disgusting..."
"...Even something that big is okay?"
"Hehe... Pretty girls like big ones..."
My classmates tilted their heads, whispering amongst themselves, watching my reaction. I could do nothing but smile; I
had to act like a nymphomaniac, excited by the insults and abuse. I absolutely couldn't disobey them.
On my seat was something.
A dildo.
Not an ordinary dildo, but the largest version of a rubber dildo, fixed to the seat with suction cups,
thirty centimeters high, and probably five centimeters at its thickest point. It was made to perfectly mimic the shape of genitals, even the veins
were precisely replicated. The huge black rod stood erect on the seat, like a weapon.
I had to sit down, which meant I had to swallow that enormous thing entirely.
Looking down at myself, my slender waist and abdomen would probably reach all the way up to my navel if I swallowed the whole thing
.
I don't know who put it on the seat, but it doesn't matter who. The problem is, I have to
sit in my seat, or I don't know what kind of punishment I'll face.
There's no other way out; I have to act 1000% obedient.
I bent down, about to pull down my underwear.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my anus, as if an iron rod had pierced it. The tightly closed
anal sphincter was violently forced open, a tearing pain piercing my lower body.
"Eek eeee eeee eeee—"
I screamed, clamping my legs together and kneeling on the ground, clutching my buttocks.
Seeing my pitiful state, clutching my buttocks in pain and panting, the classroom erupted in laughter.
"Thousand-year kill! Thousand-year kill!"
a boy shouted triumphantly.
It turned out he had poked my buttocks with his fingers pressed together through my underwear. This was the
"Thousand-year kill" that the boys joked about, which was to sneakily poke someone's buttocks with their fingers. I was probably the first
girl .
"Disgusting, it seems like I really poked it in... Your anus is so loose."
"I'm... I'm sorry..."
I clutched my buttocks, tears welling up in my eyes from the pain, but I still managed a smile.
"Your asshole's so loose, just shove that thing up there,"
someone said. I glanced at her, my heart filled with a dark, murky despair.
"Ass... asshole?"
The smile I'd been maintaining was about to crumble. Put that five-centimeter-thick, thirty-centimeter-long
rod into my rectum, which had absolutely no lubrication? Absolutely... absolutely impossible.
But her eyes were so resolute, leaving no room for resistance. The other classmates
were also happy with the suggestion, urging me to hurry up.
"Hurry up, class is about to start!"
"Ugh..."
I took off my underwear and placed it on the table, lowered my head, and tried to spit out saliva, smearing it on the surface of the
dildo . The size of that thing and the sticky texture of the saliva were clearly felt through my fingertips; I could almost
feel the throbbing beneath the cold rubber surface, ready to pierce my slender body at any moment.
I lifted my skirt and slowly aligned my saliva-smeared anus with the tip of that thing. The cold
tip of the dildo pressed against my anus. I was on the verge of collapse; I couldn't even feel the diameter of the glans—
it was just too wide.
I used two fingers to poke into my anus, first stretching my sphincter as wide as I could, then slipping the dildo onto my anus… Ignoring
the laughter and insults around me, I maintained a smile, feigning joy and excitement… Like
a sadistic woman craving masochism, I tortured my own body while unable to stop smiling…
The boys watched me with interest, the girls turned away in disgust, only she watched quietly. It
was so big, so uncomfortable; my anus felt completely filled, my sphincter stretched to its limit, burning with
pain. At least it was finally inside…
I looked down, and it was finally in. The glans of the 30-centimeter-long, 5-centimeter-wide dildo was
inside me, my rectum was swollen full. If I could see my own anus, I could probably see
the folds of my anus stretched flat, the pink, almost transparent anus tightly gripping the enormous
dildo.
But below, the remaining 25 centimeters of the thickest part was still far outside.
I wanted to cry; it really wouldn't go in.
But she kept looking at me, urging me to hurry up and swallow the rest.
"Why don't you just push it all in at once?"
"Huh?"
Before I could react, she pressed down on my shoulders from behind, gently stood on tiptoe, and used her weight
to press down hard—there probably couldn't be a more ridiculous scene. If I could see it clearly, I would probably be speechless with
surprise .
The girl spread her legs in an ugly position, her buttocks pressed against an enormous dildo, her body sinking down
, and with a "pop," she shoved the vicious giant into her anus, thrusting it all the way in at once, her buttocks landing
on the chair.
Then, the next second, she stuck out her tongue, her eyes rolled back, and her whole body convulsed as she let out a lewd howl.
"
It
's all
in ...
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeahh
... "How does it feel?" "Ugh...it's...it feels so good...it's filling me up completely..." I tried my best to say things I didn't mean. "Is it good?" "Hehe...it feels...so good..." "Then let's have another one." Without any emotion, she stuck another dildo of the same size onto the chair in front of my stomach. This one spikes like mace. With two dildos together, my organs might even be stimulated to the top of my chest. I endured the foreign sensation inside my body and forced an increasingly wide fake smile. Then, the boys grabbed my shoulders and forcibly pulled me up, my rectum almost being ripped out of my body. My wet vagina was facing the huge dildo in front of me, and my anus was facing the one behind me. I was forced to sit on the chair again, and the two huge dildos penetrated both my holes in one go. I cried out loudly, my already engorged vaginal walls rubbing against the spikes on the dildo. My anus swallowed the giant rubber rod again, and I had a grand orgasm on the seat, my legs convulsing and stretching into a straight line, my fluids spraying all over the floor. Two of the largest dildos were inside me, and the two bulges on my abdomen were clearly visible even through my clothes. "Let's do some piston-like movements." He pulled me up, the huge thing was pulled out of my body, the vaginal and intestinal walls enveloping the dildo, turning it inside out. He pressed it down again, the front one reaching the top of my vagina, the back one twisting my intestines, the two huge rods colliding inside me, hammering my internal organs.

I could no longer speak coherently, only letting out lewd moans, a sadistic
grin on my lips.
Later, I sat in that chair all day, my consciousness hazy. When I got
up , my two large holes in my genitals trembled slightly, as if they couldn't close, revealing swollen, red inner walls.
Then, back in the dormitory, I was gang-raped by my classmates.
This was a day in my life as "a classmate anyone could bully."
The punishment for this wicked girl was merciless, without any limits, escalating day by day.
※※※
A week had passed since He Huan disappeared; in other words, a week had passed since I became "a classmate anyone could bully
." Although the time was short, the intensity of the bullying had increased terrifyingly quickly,
escalating from "bullying" to "sexual humiliation.
" The night I became "a classmate anyone could bully," the boys in my class cornered me in the classroom,
stripped me naked, and gang-raped me. Wrapped in tattered clothes, my battered body endured the fresh pain of my
torn as I returned to the dormitory, only to find curfew had already passed. I had no choice but to go back to the classroom,
wash away the blood and semen from my genitals in the toilet, and spend the night slumped over my desk.
The next day, I sat in my seat,
stained red with the blood listening to the lecture. When class ended, the boys dragged me to the storage room at the back of the classroom, tied my hands
to the back of a chair, pressed my legs onto their shoulders, and took turns ejaculating into my still-healing vagina. My
vaginal walls, torn open the night before, were reopened by their large penises, and the slightly scabbed wound bled again.
To silence my cries, they stuffed my underwear and socks into my mouth and taped it shut. All day long,
except for the breaks between classes when they gang-raped me and during lunch and dinner, I was imprisoned in
a cramped . I could feel the semen slowly sliding down my thighs, mixing with the sweat, semen, and vaginal
fluid in a pool beneath my buttocks.
After evening self-study, I was finally freed from the gang-raped chair that had confined me all day. I limped
back to my dormitory and found all my luggage thrown in the hallway. My roommates couldn't bear to continue
living with this filthy woman, so they stole my dormitory key and locked me out. Dragging
my luggage and clutching my sheets, I unconsciously walked to that abandoned dormitory room.
The old dormitory room I used to bully He Huan in, where we used to have parties.
The room was already full of people—boys from my class, and students from other classes who had come after hearing the commotion, all with their pants
down. There were also a few girls who, for some reason, were unhappy with me. Maybe
I had bothered them when I bullied He Huan, or perhaps they couldn't stand the way I bossed the boys around when I bullied He Huan.
Everyone had been waiting for quite some time.
The one leading the group happened to be a girl, and coincidentally, someone I knew very well.
My deskmate, Xiaoyin.
"...Why?"
I blurted out.
"What why? Everyone...has some opinions about you, so they want to discuss it with you,"
Xiaoyin said coldly, her eyes behind her glasses colder than I'd ever seen before.
"...Why you?"
Hearing my question, her gaze seemed to shift away for a moment.
The room was quiet for a moment, and before Xiaoyin could finish speaking, an
impatient boy shouted,
"Have you finished babbling? Take your clothes off!"
"Take off my clothes! Take off my clothes! Take off my clothes!"
My face flushed red, but a chill ran down my spine. I glanced at Xiaoyin pleadingly, knowing there was no hope
, but her eyes had returned to their previous cold and indifferent state.
So, that's what everyone wanted? If everyone wanted that…
I slowly unbuttoned the last button of my shirt, unzipped my pleated skirt, and unhooked my
bra . My sweat-soaked white shirt and blood-stained black skirt fell to the floor, exposing my naked body.
I clutched my stomach, surrounded in the center of the room, trembling slightly.
“By the way, we’ve already talked to the dorm manager. This room will be your dorm from now on,”
Xiaoyin said emotionlessly, looking at my naked body. Then she glanced at my face and said,
“Smile, understand?”
Why did she want me to smile? I never understood. Was it to lessen the perpetrators’
guilt , or was there another reason?
That night, in my new dorm room—the floor was littered with
tissues left behind after He Huan disappeared, the bed, toys, semen stains, and water stains, my luggage piled in the corner—
I was violated again by a room full of classmates. The boys contaminated my body with their penises and semen, while the girls inserted vibrators and wooden sticks into my
body.
Before I lost consciousness from exhaustion and despair, I saw Xiaoyin standing in the corner of the room, quietly
watching me sandwiched between three boys, like a toy. Semen blurred my vision, and I couldn't see her expression.
I maintained a stiff smile the entire time.
From that day on, this dormitory became my living quarters. Every day I was gang-raped until I fell into a coma,
and every day I woke up to the stench of semen. There were no curtains to protect my privacy, no locks to prevent others from entering the room.
My clothes were stained, torn, or maliciously burned, until only
my erotic uniform, which offered no protection, remained. The number of sadomasochistic tools stored in the closet increased, while the parts that belonged to a normal human being
decreased.
I gradually fell, sinking endlessly into the bottomless darkness.
※※※
I crawled naked on all fours.
Pulled by a collar around my neck, my anal plug tail swaying, I crawled across the campus courtyard without any dignity,
enduring the contemptuous gazes of students from other classes.
A cold breeze swept over my body, and the icy floor made my hands and feet numb.
Xiaoyin led me through the crowd of onlookers and pulled me into a building.
It was a public restroom located outside the sports field, often used by students after their workouts.
The floor was covered in dirty, dark stains, a surface I wouldn't want
to step on . I had no choice but to crawl naked onto the cold, slippery, dirty tiles.
I was led into the men's restroom, where a strong, fermented stench of urine assaulted my nostrils. Xiaoyin frowned.
I covered my nose, but I didn't have the right to. The crowd gathered at the toilet entrance, but didn't go
inside .
"Um... excuse me... what's the matter today, Master?"
I asked Xiaoyin with a forced smile.
I'm not just "a classmate anyone can bully" anymore; I'm "everyone's pet." I
call everyone "Master," and they call me "bitch."
Of all of them, the most important Master is Xiaoyin. I
still can't understand why she works so hard to humiliate me.
She gave me a cold look and pointed to the urinals in the men's restroom.
"Today's task is to clean this toilet, starting with the urinals."
"M-Master, excuse me... where's the mop... or something?"
"No need, use your tongue and mouth."
I looked at the row of urinals on the toilet wall. The row of urinals was stained a disgusting
yellow from years of use, some were clogged with urine, and without exception, they all emitted a strong, repulsive ammonia
odor. Thick layers of grime clung to the urinal, it was hard to imagine how long it had been since it had been cleaned.
My stomach churned violently, hot gastric juices almost surging up my convulsing esophagus.
"Master...I..."
She stared at me coldly. All the onlookers outside the toilet, whatever their expressions—
disgust or anticipation—awaited my next move, and that move was singular.
"I...I understand..."
There was no choice but to obey. I had to obey her words, I had to obey her
orders , or I would face even more terrible punishment.
Repeating the same words over and over in my mind, I slowly approached the urinal. As I drew closer,
the color and details of the grime clinging to the urinal became clearer: urine, dirt, dust, pubic hair,
even yellowish-white phlegm...layers of indescribable grime clung to it.
"Masturbate."
"M...Master?"
"Masturbate, masturbating might feel better."
I gently reached my hand to my genitals and began to knead my clitoris.
"Mmm...ah..."
The pleasure from the stimulation of my sensitive areas mingled with the nausea conveyed by other senses, tearing at my soul.
Masturbating in front of a filthy urinal only amplified the contempt and insults of onlookers, making me appear even more despicable.
I gently extended my tongue, reaching towards the rim of the urinal.
Ten centimeters, five centimeters, three centimeters, two centimeters, one centimeter...
A cool sensation spread from the tip of my tongue, followed by the overwhelming, dizzying stench of ammonia in my nostrils.
My tongue had touched the filthy urinal; I was licking the dirtiest part of the urinal with my own tongue!
Tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.
I inserted my fingers into my vagina, rapidly thrusting two knuckles in and out of the outermost sensitive area, while my other hand
rubbed my swollen clitoris.
I slowly licked the rim of the urinal, the bitter saliva in my mouth, the intense stench and
the overwhelming shame almost making me faint on the spot.
"Don't spit it out."
Swallowing the first mouthful of filthy water, I knelt on the ground, unable to support myself. It took immense
willpower to control my stomach and resist the urge to vomit.
"Lick inside, and use your breasts to wipe the areas you've already licked clean."
I cupped her white breasts in my hands and pressed them against the rim of the urinal, using her most precious part
as a rag to wipe it. At the same time, my tongue licked the even dirtier part in the middle.
The middle part was where men urinate, and the ammonia smell was even stronger there,
the yellow stains thicker. I used my saliva to break up the grime piece by piece, licked it clean with my tongue, and then
swallowed the dirty water.
Would I get sick from eating this filth? I didn't have time to consider that question anymore.
Before I knew it, I was crying, sobbing as I licked the thick layer of grime off the urinal and masturbated
with my fingers. What a twisted scene! I shamelessly kissed the thick layer
of urine at the bottom of the urinal, sucked up the dirty water, and then swallowed it into my stomach, which must also smell of urine.
The thick layer of grime emitted an unimaginable stench that irritated my tongue and nasal passages. With each breath, I
struggled to suppress the urge to churn in my stomach.
Despite doing something so disgusting, I couldn't stop masturbating. I inserted four fingers of each hand
into my two vaginas, numbing my nerves with intense pleasure. I licked the urinals
as I climaxed.
When I recovered from the shock of orgasm, I had cleaned the first urinal.
Although not as clean as if it had been washed with detergent, compared to the five filthy urinals beside it, this one
was as white as a clean virgin.
Only I was filthy; my full breasts were smeared with pubic hair, my lips and face were smeared with urine, and my mouth and
stomach reeked of ammonia.
"You did a great job, fleshy urinal. How does it feel?"
Xiaoyin gently stroked my head. I obediently let her stroke my soft hair.
"Heh...heh...ugh...thank you everyone for giving me this opportunity...to clean the urinals in
the public ...heh heh...it smells so strong and stinky...but...but I love it the most...
heh heh..."
"Next, clean the rest of the urinals, and lick the floor clean too. Oh, right, from
now on, you'll be living here."
"Yes...huh?"
I was stunned.
"You...you mean...this..."
"You'll be living in the toilet from now on."
"Then...then my dorm..."
"No need, you'll be living here from now on, a bitch can't live in a human's dorm."
"But...the bed and clothes and stuff..."
"I'll burn them all for you."
I didn't know what expression to make, so I just gave what I thought was an even brighter smile.
"Meat toilet...meat toilet understands..."
I slowly crawled towards the second urinal, stuck out my tongue, and licked the equally filthy second urinal, using my tongue...
She licked her pubic hair clean, swallowed it, sucked up the dirty water, and then used her breasts for the final cleaning.
First urinal, second urinal, third urinal… My mind was blank. I was just mechanically performing
the work .
The onlookers gradually dispersed, some of them running up and pressing my head into the urine at the bottom of the urinal,
then violating my genitals. I kissed the filthy urinal while letting out shameless moans.
Xiaoyin tied the rope on my collar to the water pipe of the middle urinal, making a tight knot. She
didn't say a word and walked out of the bathroom.
"This flesh toilet is so dirty! Just pee on her!"
The boys surrounded me, holding their penises, and sprayed their hot urine on me.
"Ah… no… don't spray randomly… it will dirty the floor… please, masters, aim at my
mouth…"
I opened my mouth, cupping my hands, trying to catch the urine being sprayed at me.
The foul-smelling urine shot into my mouth. I tried my best to swallow the bitter liquid, but most of it
still landed on my hair, face, and chest. The excrement washed over my entire body and dripped onto the ground. I
lay on the ground, sucking up the urine that had fallen onto the tiles. More urine sprayed onto my back and hair,
staining my entire body like a yellow urinal.
After all the boys had left, I was still licking the urine off the ground, cleaning each
urinal , collecting the filthiest stuff in the entire public toilet into my body until my belly was full of
the stench.
※※※
"Ugh...pop pop...ugh...Master, are you comfortable?"
"Hahaha, so comfortable! There's no need to buy toilet paper anymore!"
I stuck out my tongue and probed into the boy's anus, circling it nimbly inside his rectum. His long anal
hair my face, making it hard for me to open my eyes.
I thoroughly cleaned his anus from the inside out, then caught
the thick stream of semen that shot from his penis, mixed with the filth I'd licked off. I chewed it, savoring the putrid taste, and finally swallowed
it all , opening my mouth to show my empty mouth.
"It's so satisfying to have someone lick your ass, hahaha!"
He pulled up his pants and swaggered away. I knelt on the ground, prostrate, waiting for him to leave the public restroom.
All was quiet; it was late at night. A cool autumn breeze blew into the restroom. I hugged my naked body and
walked to the toilet.
Facing the toilet, I opened my mouth, put my fingers down my throat, and gently massaged it.
"Ugh..."
My stomach churned, easily expelling all its contents. I aimed at the toilet and
vomited up all the urine, semen, smegma, pubic hair, and even feces I'd swallowed,
vomiting until my stomach was empty and spasming, before pressing the flush button.
Since I became a sex toy, no one uses urinals anymore. People who come to the public toilets urinate directly
into my mouth, using my stomach as a sex toy. Occasionally, people ask me to clean
the smegma , or even clean their anuses after defecating.
I've become a well-known sex toy throughout the school. Many students deliberately come to the public toilets to feed me urine. During
breaks , long lines often form in front of the toilets, where they make me swallow urine one by one, then
clean their penises. Some even want to defecate on me, but
give up because it's too filthy and would affect other students' toilet use. During a single break, I often have to drink a liter of urine to clean more than a dozen penises.
Sometimes, people even violate my vagina, but as the odor emanating from me grows stronger,
fewer and fewer people violate me. As soon as you approach me, you can smell the stench of urine emanating from me,
even worse than the toilet itself, because I clean the public toilets every day but never have the chance to wash myself clean.
Every night, I vomit up everything that wasn't digested, then use a little toilet water to
clean my skin and hair. I can't get to the sink because the cord on my collar is tied to the urinal handle.
Finally, I eat my only normal meal of the day; Xiaoyin brings me a bowl of white rice in the evening.
Although by the time I have a chance to eat, dinner is often a clump of
sticky substance soaked in urine and semen on the floor, it's my only source of nutrition.
After eating, I lean against the urinal, hugging my legs, curled up.
It's so cold, and I'm soaking wet with nothing to dry myself off.
I'm cold and hungry, and one meal isn't enough to fill me up. Every day I eat human excrement. If I didn't
vomit it up, maybe I could get a tiny bit of energy, but I'm afraid of getting sick, so I vomit it all up.
"Ugh...ugh...I can't take it anymore..."
Why? Why is this happening?
I've obeyed all their orders. I never resisted anything Xiaoyin said; I obeyed
every single one . I did whatever they wanted me to do—lick urinals, drink urine, lick shoe soles
, eat smegma, lick anuses—I did it all. I made myself look tattered and filthy
, completely extinguishing any will to resist.
Why did they continue to abuse me?
Tears streamed down my face. I hugged my legs tightly,
burying between my thin arms. I could smell the stench emanating from my body.
Enough was enough. This was enough.
Even I had my limits.
I understood He Huan's words more and more—the "feeding."
Everyone was feeding on my life. Blindly obeying them wouldn't stop them; it would only make them
more greedy.
I understood. All the victims, and the bullies, were their food, their
source .
They had to keep hurting certain people to keep the school running.
Enough was enough. This was enough.
I had to leave.
Leave, escape this public toilet, escape this place, escape Si De High School. Everyone here has gone mad.
I must leave to return to the normal world.
I stood up, leaning against the wall, and took a few steps outside, only to find myself tethered by a rope.
I tried to untie the knot, but it was too tight and soaked with water.
I put the rope in my mouth and bit down hard on it with my teeth. Then I used the sharp, protruding part of the paving stone
to cut it.
I don't know how long I cut, but the rope grew thinner and thinner until finally it snapped in two with a snap.
I can't
describe my feelings at that moment; "excitement" or "ecstasy" are insufficient to express my joy and excitement.
I was free.
Barefoot, I walked to the public restroom. The fresh night air filled my nostrils; fresh
air tasted so good. I almost wanted to dance.
The campus was quiet and deserted at this late hour; all the students should be asleep. The only thing to watch out for
was the patrolling security guards.
I quietly slipped through the shadows of the trees, avoiding the streetlights, and ran towards the school gate.
The night wind was bitterly cold; I shivered, but the burning joy in my heart melted away the chill in my
body , propelling me on my escape through the empty campus.
After leaving the campus, I'd find the police. I had to expose all
the twisted , find the students who had long since disappeared, and
uncover all the crimes and distortions.
I was almost at the school gate, my heart pounding like a bird released from its cage.
Before my mind could even register what was happening, my feet stopped on their own.
Ahead, on the road, crouched a dark shadow.
It wasn't human, but a stray domestic animal.
It stood before the school gate, beyond which stretched a moonless, boundless wilderness.
I felt frozen, rooted to the spot.
If I were to walk past it quietly, it shouldn't cause any disturbance.
But my escape seemed destined for tragedy.
The animal howled wildly and charged towards me.
I turned and ran, but an even more terrifying voice came from behind.
"Hey! Who's that over there?!"
I frantically dashed through a thicket, leaping into the grass, ignoring the sharp branches that scratched my skin.
I ran forward, losing all sense of direction. Tripping over a stone, I stumbled and fell, ignoring my
injuries, I got up and continued running.
"Stop!"
Then, I heard a loud thud, followed by a sharp pain in my back.
I later learned it was a taser, an electric shock weapon that fires
a spear ; upon hitting a target, it releases an electric current, knocking them down.
I never imagined the school security guards were equipped with such advanced weaponry.
The electric current burned through my body; my muscles convulsed erratically in the pain, and all my
motor organs were out of control. My vocal cords emitted a bloodcurdling scream as I collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
My heart was filled with endless despair and regret, and an overwhelming fear of the unknown future.
My first and last escape had come to an end.
※※※
Like a stage entrance, I walked onto the stage of the lecture hall.
Facing the students on the tiered steps, I recited my lines with a beaming smile.
"Greetings, esteemed masters... Thank you all for taking the time to attend today's gathering before the holiday...
With the holiday approaching , and tonight being the last night of the exams, we've specially organized this grand 'meat toilet training'
gathering to relieve your stress..."
The audience was packed, countless classes of students watching me. I clutched my chest tightly;
I was only wearing a thin dress, offering no protection against the biting cold.
"I'm so sorry... I must apologize to everyone. Two weeks ago, I actually tried to run away, disregarding
school rules and going outside the school grounds, a serious violation of school regulations. Master Xiaoyin, to properly educate me,
gave me a severe punishment. The teachers, to discipline future students, filmed this video for everyone
to enjoy..."
I walked to the computer and clicked on a video titled "Punishment."
On the huge screen behind me, the brutal punishment for my escape attempt began, playing in full screen.
In the dimly lit room, the girl's arms were bound behind her back, and her legs were tied to the ends of a long pole.
The bright pink flesh between her smooth buttocks reflected the white light of a flashlight.
"No! Let me go! Let me go...you perverts!"
The girl was naked except for her eyes, which were covered with a black cloth. She struggled on the ground, but to no
avail.
"Why did you run away?"
"Because...because you're all crazy! You've all gone mad! Xiaoyin...come back to normal! You
know this is wrong, you told me, right! Right!"
"Do you know what you did wrong?"
"I...I didn't do anything wrong!"
"...Is that so? Then you should reflect on your actions."
Following behind the woman were two domestic animals wagging their tails and panting heavily.
They were stray animals from the school campus, their genitals hard, seemingly in heat, and specifically with the bound girl in
front of them .
"That sound...what is that?! No...don't come any closer!"
The two animals, just released from their ropes, jumped onto the girl's back, pressing her soft waist beneath them.
"No...no! I don't want to do this with animals...don't come in, ahhhhh!"
The animal's penis was bright red, stained with yellow grime. It thrust its hips, aiming its penis at the girl's
vagina, inserting it without any lubrication.
"No...uhhh...it's in, it's in...uhhh—"
Another animal straddled the girl's back from the front, shoving its penis into her mouth, then using her
oral cavity as a vagina, thrusting rapidly.
The girl's throat contracted repeatedly from the large penis, gastric juices gushing from the corners of her mouth and nasal cavity, but
the penis continued its frenzied assault on her sensitive throat, refusing to stop no matter how much pain she was in.
The one behind her was not to be outdone, releasing its bestial lust at a speed unimaginable to humans, white foam rising from the girl's lower body during their rapid
intercourse .
"Ugh... Ughhhhh!"
The girl, who had been protesting incessantly, seemed to be experiencing pleasure, writhing her slender
waist . This further stimulated the two beasts to quicken their pace of violation. A moan actually escaped the girl's gagged mouth, as she was...
In the final moments of the beastly assault, a torrent of gushing fluid erupted.
Simultaneously, the two animals reached their climax, relentlessly pounding into
the girl's , pouring their filthy, viscous semen into her body.
The girl's blindfold was ripped off, her eyes glazed, devoid of their former luster.
Then, three more animals appeared on screen, pouncing on the girl, still convulsing in the afterglow of her orgasm, continuing
to gang rape her unconscious state…
I closed the video.
"Hehehe… Are the masters satisfied? The sex slave in the video hasn't realized its duty yet,
which is why it keeps talking back. However, after two weeks of training, I've completely become the masters'
obedient sex slave. Please enjoy the results of this training…"
I pulled down the thin straps of my dress, letting it slip off my body.
Ah, so comfortable, so happy. The masters are all discussing, all admiring my lowly, lewd body. My
efforts have finally been recognized.
Rings pierced my nipples and clitoris, three rings connected to thin chains that led to a rope—
my reins.
A collar around my neck had a rope attached downwards, the end of which was a J-shaped steel hook
inserted into my anus. The rope was short, so I had to constantly arch my chest, otherwise the hook would pull on my
rectum.
I wasn't wearing underwear, but I had something that could serve as underwear: rings pierced my labia,
pulled apart towards my thighs by two ropes, which were wrapped around my waist and tied together at the back. The two open,
pink labia resembled triangular underwear, but they couldn't cover my genitals; instead, they
exposed my vagina, urethra, and the circumcised clitoris.
Yes, my clitoris no longer had a foreskin, and the circumcised clitoris could no longer retract, only enduring
external friction.
Of course, the most astonishing feature wasn't these ordinary modifications, but another characteristic that everyone had already noticed
.
"Hehe, everyone noticed it already, right... the belly of this fleshy toy..."
My belly wasn't the flat, smooth abdomen of a young girl, but rather a watermelon belly, bulging like someone five months pregnant.
Even my navel was slightly protruding from my slightly protruding abdomen.
"Everyone must be wondering how I could be pregnant. Even if I'm being ejaculated into every day, it's impossible for my belly to swell up like this
so quickly... Actually, Master Xiaoyin put a rubber
bag in my uterus, filled with water, so it looks like I'm pregnant... When I walk, I wobble,
feeling heavy and sluggish, my uterus is so full, it's very uncomfortable..."
Just standing on the stage for a short while, I was already covered in sweat. The heavy water balloon in my uterus
was constantly pressing on my internal organs. Three liters of water were poured into my uterus in one go, and the thin uterine wall was almost about to burst.
"It's quite interesting, isn't it... Masters can play with
the belly of this flesh toilet to their heart's content during the upcoming training session... Punching and kicking it is fine... The rubber bag is very sturdy and won't break... Finally,
you can let the flesh toilet give birth to the whole water balloon like giving birth... Hehe... Now, the training session
begins, without any restrictions... Please feel free to bully me... 'A classmate that anyone can bully'
..."
The crowd below surged towards me like a tidal wave, pushing me down and violating my body.
First, of course, was a thorough three-hole gang rape. The boys bestowed their penises upon this lowly flesh toilet,
giving me the opportunity to taste their thick, pungent semen.
Everyone seemed to like my belly; each person wanted to rub my swollen lower abdomen, feeling
the flow of water inside. Every time my lower abdomen was pressed down, I could feel the throbbing pain of my cervix being torn open.
Then, as the atmosphere became more and more heated, the masters were no longer satisfied with just touching. They began to punch
my lower abdomen.
"Hehehe—owaaaa—my uterus is going to be ripped out, owaaaa—"
I howled in pain, then clenched the penises inside my vagina and anus even tighter.
They pressed my stomach onto the table, then pulled up my arms and legs, concentrating all my weight on my swollen
belly .
They used their fists as punching bags, pounding my stomach hard, feeling
the elasticity of my uterus's interior.
They whipped my belly, occasionally striking my exposed clitoris, enjoying the beautiful sight of me leaking urine in my agonizing ecstasy
.
They inserted multiple penises into the same hole, feeling the tight envelopment and my
screams of pain from the expansion.
When they were tired of playing, they used a giant enema syringe to fill my intestines with water, further
swelling , then plugged my anus with a large anal plug, continuing to gang rape my pale, sweating body.
"Having fun, huh?"
Xiaoyin's hand stroked my swollen belly, gently kneading the bruises from the beatings.
"Hehe...very...very happy..."
She placed a mirror between my legs, so I could see my swollen, lustful vulva. She reached her hand into my
throbbing opening, lubricating her fingers and the back of her hand with the overflowing semen and vaginal fluid .
"This time, your wrist is completely inside, is that okay?" "All the way in... all the way into my little hole ...play with me
until I break... " Xiao Yin nodded, her fingers forming a cone shape, thrusting hard into my vulva. "Ah ... "The opening is already quite wide open." Her hand touched the water balloon inside my uterus. The inlet of the rubber balloon was plugged. She grasped the protruding inlet of the balloon, and her clenched fist stirred back and forth inside my vagina, making me stick out my tongue , almost losing consciousness in the throes of orgasm. "Then, let's begin the delivery." "Yes...yes~" She gently pulled out the rubber balloon, but to me, this small action was nothing short of torture. "Aaaaaaahhhhh—the place where I give birth...it's stretched so wide..."

I was drenched in sweat. Several boys held down my hands and feet, restricting my movements.
As the water balloon was gradually pulled out of my body, my cervix was stretched wider and wider.
The intense was driving me crazy.
"Ahhhhh! Stop! Stop! It hurts so much! Ahhhhhh! No! My uterus is being pulled out! Ahhhhhhh
!"
I screamed miserably, looking at Xiaoyin's hand gradually being pulled out of my body in the mirror. I could clearly see the dilated
cervix and the rubber water balloon inside. The surface of the rubber bag was covered with uneven small particles, cruelly rubbing
against my uterine wall, while simultaneously using friction to pull my uterus out of my body.
"Let me help you relieve the pain."
Xiaoyin took out a rubber rod about the thickness of a finger with countless branch-like protrusions on its surface, aimed it at my urethra, and pushed it all the way in with a pop. "Ahhhhhh! It hurts so much ! Ahh ... Xiao Yin scraped the rubber rod back and forth inside my delicate urethra, tormenting my urinary tract and sensitive nerves. My cervix was stretched wider and wider, gradually large enough to accommodate an adult's fist, but still some distance from being able . "You know... I'm so disappointed in you..." Xiao Yin whispered in my ear, her voice only I could hear. "...I'm so disappointed in you." I couldn't say anything because of the pain, I could only gasp for breath, looking into Xiao Yin's eyes. Her eyes seemed to be glistening with tears. "Clearly... you, this outsider... might be able to change something..." Her hand gradually tightened, forcefully and slowly pulling the "baby" out of my uterus. My immature pelvic cavity, muscles, and tendons creaked, opening a path for the foreign object that had forcibly forced open the narrow passage. "But you betrayed me..." She pulled the rubber rod from the deepest part of my bladder , and with her hard— " Eeeaaaaaaahh ... "It's okay, I'll stay with you...until you disappear...and then I will too..." She lay on top of me, kissing the tip of my tongue. The others surrounded me, inserting their penises into my urethra and prolapsed uterus, savoring the most precious cavity of a young girl, making me lose myself in orgasm time and time again, only to wake up in pain again and again. ※※※ That night, I fell asleep hanging upside down, four vibrators inserted into my genitals, my body covered in dried semen. In my dream, I saw myself walking in an empty wilderness, and I also dreamed of Geng Lingqi and He Huan's faces. However, I did not wake up from the exhaustion of being hanging upside down. When I woke up, I was lying in bed, facing an unfamiliar ceiling, the fluorescent light on the ceiling blinding me . Where am I? I reached out to cover my eyes. Ah. Where is my hand? The half that was outstretched, the half above the elbow joint, was empty. I tried to feel my feet, but could only feel my knees bumping against each other. Ah. So sleepy, sleepiness gradually washed over me. What would happen if I fell asleep at a time like this and woke up? I didn't know. I closed my increasingly sleepy eyes and drifted back into a deep sleep. This time, there were no dreams. When I woke up again, I wasn't in heaven, nor in hell, nor had I been sent to some distant and unfamiliar country. I opened my eyes and saw a familiar place. A place I had never left, a place I could never leave. The familiar Side High School. I lay in the bushes, a dirt road not far in front of me, and beyond that, the track and field. Groups of students were running on the track and field, and distant noises drifted over. I slowly got up, trying to stand, but found I couldn't. My hands and feet were only half their original length. Everything except my thighs and upper arms had disappeared, replaced by the furry paws of livestock. I used my new hands and feet to support myself on the ground and limped forward, feeling an itch on my buttocks, as if something furry was patting my genitals. When I reached the track and field, two girls exclaimed in surprise. "Oh! It's a newcomer! This one's so cute..." They ran over and stroked my head. Then, I heard a frantic barking behind me. The two girls took a few steps back in fear. I was tackled to the ground, and another "livestock" pinned me down, pointing his genitals at my genitals. "Ugh... How disgusting..." The two girls slowly walked away. I was pinned down by another "livestock," feeling his panting on my back, the sensation of his thin ribs pressing against my back, the sound of sweat dripping onto the ground, the stinging pain of his lips and teeth biting my ear , and the pleasure of his genitals thrusting against my genitals. On campus, everything was in its place, growing vigorously and thriving. Why hadn't I noticed this before? Why had I always treated these "livestocks" as animals? Now, lying on the ground, from this angle, they were clearly hairless, naked, black-haired creatures of the same kind. At this moment, I understood the terror that had always accompanied me, from beginning to end, that had never left. That is, since entering the school, everyone, including myself, has always treated these "livestock" as animals. [End of text]

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