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World Setting Mode (Video Version) 

"Welcome to the World Arcade Alliance~"
As Cheng Ming stepped into the arcade, the familiar voice rang in his ears, making him smile involuntarily.
This voice message was one he had recorded and mischievously placed in every public
area he had modified. Of course, everyone else probably just took it as a normal greeting.
Like many places he had visited, this area was undoubtedly covered in modified settings. Just looking at
the women's faces, one could see that beautiful women were frequently seen while dinosaurs were almost nonexistent—
a truly rare sight except in certain special locations.
The arcade was bustling with people, the atmosphere lively. Cheng Ming weaved through the crowd,
sizing up his targets, but no one paid him any attention. Until he chose his target and made his move, no
one else would notice his actions.
Soon, Cheng Ming arrived at a row of mini karaoke booths, chose one, and went inside.
Inside was a couple, seemingly university students from a nearby school, radiating youthful energy and dressed
fashionably. The girl was slender, and although her bust wasn't particularly large, her shapely, fair legs under her miniskirt were
a major plus. Her smile was sweet and charming as she sang.
The small space contained only a large screen and two high chairs. The girl sat on the right chair; the high chair
had no crossbars, and her feet, clad in white ankle socks and high-top sneakers, swayed back and forth against the chair legs. Her
expression was one of deep absorption, immersed in the world of the song. Her boyfriend opposite her listened to her
singing through headphones, occasionally offering his praise and appreciation.
[Entering Adjustment Mode]
As Cheng Ming silently chanted in his mind, the world fell silent.
Although he had already set the area's boundaries, adjusting the details to suit the space
could still provide a better experience.
Cheng Ming walked over to his boyfriend, pulled him off the chair, gently tossed him outside the door, and sat down himself
.
[Settings: Maintain the state of 'ignoring Cheng Ming and his actions, but doing as he says.'
Continue current actions.]
Cheng Ming thought for a moment, deciding not to disturb their singing and to be a respectful listener.
[Exit Control Mode]
The world returned to life. The boy and girl who had been manipulated by Cheng Ming acted as if nothing had happened. The boy,
standing outside, didn't understand what he was doing but naturally remained silent. The girl continued
singing.
Cheng Ming nodded, hooked the girl's feet with his foot, lifted them up, and helped her take off her shoes.
He held her small feet, encased in white socks, and sniffed and licked them for a while. Then he pressed her feet down to his lower body, using them
to clamp his eager penis.
"Let's learn to meow together, meow meow meow meow~"
After singing one song, the girl changed to a more lively and cheerful one, singing with a smile on her lips. Her body
swayed slightly to the melody, and her ponytail bounced up and down.
The movement of her body caused her two feet, encased in white ankle socks, to swing from side to side, gripping Cheng Ming's penis
. Although she lacked focused effort and mature technique, the soft soles of her feet, stroking his penis to the rhythm of the music,
still provided a rather pleasant experience.
The boy outside listened happily, humming along. Of course, he was completely unaware that
while his girlfriend was singing a cheerful song, she was doing something less than harmonious to the music.
Cheng Ming was also quite enjoying this relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, but since the girl wasn't focused on foot
fetishism, her movement speed remained limited. Furthermore, the position easily caused his legs to go numb, so his speed soon decreased again
.
"Clear fatigue, speed up your leg movements,"
Cheng Ming reluctantly gave the command, only then feeling the pleasure build up even more rapidly.
Thick semen sprayed onto the girl's legs, and Cheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He then removed her two
semen-soaked cotton socks and opened the door.
"These are two earphones, you can put them on your ears and listen to music," Cheng Ming said to the boy outside the door with a wicked grin
.
The boy nodded silently and took the two
cotton socks, which had just been removed from his girlfriend's legs and were covered in the semen of a strange man, from Cheng Ming's hands, and nonchalantly put them on his ears to 'listen to music.
' "Sit on my lap,"
Cheng Ming then said to the girl singing in front of him.
The girl's passionate singing paused for a moment. Then, holding the microphone in one hand, she got off the chair,
grabbed Cheng Ming's body with the other, climbed onto his lap, and sat on his chest.
Cheng Ming lifted her not-so-inconvenient short skirt, pushed her somewhat childlike panties aside,
aimed his penis at her vulva, straightened it, aimed, and then smoothly thrust it in.
During the insertion, he encountered some resistance; she was still a virgin. However, the thin membrane did
n't hinder the penis's entry, only causing the singing girl's eyebrows to furrow and her voice to become slightly off-key.
The tightness of the virgin's vagina gave Cheng Ming considerable pleasure, his penis thrusting repeatedly, completely disregarding
the feelings of the girl who had just lost her virginity.
"Love is like... ah... blue sky and white clouds... um... clear skies... ah ah... suddenly... a storm
..."
Outside the door, the boyfriend swayed his head, listening to his girlfriend's strangely sung voice coming from the 'earphone,' occasionally
giving her a thumbs-up through the glass to encourage her.
Although what he was covering his ears was just his girlfriend's sock stained with semen, under Cheng Ming's world-modification mode
, everything in the world followed his will. Since he said the sock was an earphone, then it naturally
functioned as one, allowing the boyfriend to hear his girlfriend's singing through it.
After fucking for a long time, the girl finished singing three more songs. She seemed to feel her voice was a little hoarse, so she called to her boyfriend,
"Ah Jie... um... I'm a little thirsty... could you go over there... ah... just a little... and buy me a cup
... ah... milk tea?"
"Okay!" Hearing this from outside the door, her boyfriend immediately prepared to scurry over to buy it.
Cheng Ming, feeling a bit bored after having sex for a while, said to the girl, "Hold me tight, I'll take you
to get some."
"Okay, hey, A-Jie, let's go together," the girl called out, turning to her boyfriend who was about to buy milk tea.
The boyfriend quickly nodded and opened the door for her. Cheng Ming, carrying the girl in his arms, walked
out while still thrusting into her.
There were many passersby along the way, but no one seemed surprised to see Cheng Ming and his group.
Finally, when they reached the milk tea shop, Cheng Ming ejaculated inside the virgin's vagina and then casually
tossed the still-orgasmic girl onto the counter.
"Hello...two drinks...passion fruit double shot..."
The girl, her legs spread wide and thick white fluid flowing from her vagina, gasped as she was placed on the counter.
The female clerk nodded and began processing her order, while another clerk turned to prepare.
Cheng Ming beckoned to one of the busty clerks to come over and kneel down, using her breasts to clean
his penis.
Although the two clerks were only passable in appearance and didn't interest him much, they
were still usable as tools for a short while.
Watching the people coming and going in the store, Cheng Ming, sitting on the sofa enjoying the female clerk's cleaning service, suddenly narrowed
his eyes.
His target was a young mother with a little boy, wearing a white off-the-shoulder top,
a blue long skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and flat shoes. She held her child's hand with one hand and looked at the menu with the other,
her delicate eyebrows furrowed on her oval face.
"So expensive,"
the woman muttered silently, but the all-knowing Cheng Ming caught it.
"Mommy, I want this," the little boy said, tugging at his mother.
"Okay, this one, one cup," the woman smiled helplessly.
[Entering Formatting Mode]
Retrieving the woman's information, Cheng Ming learned her name was Dong Bingjie, she was twenty-nine years old, and the man she was holding
was her son.
The family wasn't particularly poor in this city; a cup of milk tea costing ten or so yuan was affordable. However,
Dong Bingjie was thrifty and used to saving money wherever possible.
But she had promised her son she would take him, so in the end, she bought him a cup.
Cheng Ming pondered for a moment, then came up with a suitable way to play.
[Setting up]
[Exiting adjustment mode]
The world returned to normal, and Cheng Ming walked to Dong Bingjie and her son. Dong Bingjie naturally looked at
Cheng Ming.
"I've ordered the drinks, come and collect the payment," Dong Bingjie said, standing in front of Cheng Ming.
[Setting: Cheng Ming is the manager of this milk tea shop]
[Setting 2: The payment method is changed to cash. The manager will personally search for the money on the payer. If the money
is not found, the order is free.]
"Madam, I wonder where you put the money?" Cheng Ming asked politely.
"Well, oh dear, I'm sorry, I think I forgot too. You'll have to look for it yourself," Dong Bingjie
said with a smile, feigning amnesia, eagerly anticipating Cheng Ming's mistake and saving the money.
"Hmm... Madam, could you give me a hint, like where you usually keep your money?"
Cheng Ming took a step closer, almost pressing himself against Dong Bingjie, then wrapped his arms around her slender waist,
pressing his large penis, which had just been cleaned by the shop assistant, against her lower abdomen.
"Well... usually girls hide their money in their bras, it's more discreet that way, why don't you look for
it?" Dong Bingjie made up a story on the spot.
[Setting 3: To avoid being found where the money is hidden, the person will try their best to mislead others; all actions under this premise are
normal.]
"Alright," Cheng Ming said, feigning helplessness, and reached out to touch Dong Bingjie's chest, kneading her alluring breasts
.
"Hmm, this doesn't feel like it's hiding money."
"Hmm...maybe...it's hidden inside."
"Yeah, I'll reach in and look."
Cheng Ming reached inside her clothes, and of course, he wasn't going to be still. After rubbing her breasts for a while, he accurately controlled
two sensitive spots on her nipples.
"Hmm...it's so itchy...there...ah...don't pinch..."
"I'm not sure if these two round objects are coins. If I don't pinch them, I'll have to give up."
"Uh...well...well, let's check again...what if...what if they are coins
...ah..."
After finally searching Dong Bingjie's breasts, Dong Bingjie's face was flushed and her breathing was much heavier.
"Looks like there's nothing left. Where does Madam usually keep her money?"
"Well, sometimes I might hide it in my underwear, since it's a rather private place and hard to find."
"That's true. Then, Madam, could you please lift your skirt so I can reach in and look?"
"Okay, here it is. Uh, don't rush."
Dong Bingjie took a breath and slowly lifted her skirt, her slow movements resembling
a goalkeeper leading the team in the last five minutes of a football match.
Cheng Ming wasn't in a hurry either. He first admired the view under the skirt that the married woman had offered with an appraising eye before
reaching into her pantyhose and underwear.
"Your underwear looks really nice, and it doesn't have much hair, it feels very clean."
"No... um... could you be a little gentler..."
"Okay, but I can't find it."
"Well... that's true... then... then look a little longer, maybe it's inside the vagina? I've heard drug
gangs hide drugs there, so it's quite possible it's hiding money too, right?"
"That makes sense,
well then, excuse me." "Ah... it's so... itchy..."
"Ugh, I'm so wet, it's probably over, let's stop."
"No... that's not it... maybe if I keep going... the more water flows... um... it might
wash out the money hidden inside."
"That makes sense, I'll keep trying."
"Ah... ah... gently... gently..."
"I'm sorry, Madam, time is tight."
"You manager... ah... your inspection is so unprofessional... you don't even know... when inspecting a vagina...
you have to use your mouth... to... ah... cover my mouth... don't you know that...?"
"Ah, I forgot, I'm sorry, um..."
"Ugh... um... hmm..."
While Cheng Ming used his mouth to cover Dong Bingjie's mouth and plundered wantonly, his lewd hands were also constantly teasing her vagina
, causing Dong Bingjie's body to tremble continuously, but her body's instinctive twisting was naturally unable to break free from Cheng Ming's invasion.
As Cheng Ming's fingers continued to move faster and faster, Dong Bingjie's body seemed to reach a critical point, suddenly
tensing up, and with her mouth covered, she could vaguely hear trembling sounds coming from her nose.
"Pop...it seems time's up. I still haven't found where Madam put the money. It's my fault.
Your entire bill is on the house. Here, get this little boy a milk tea," Cheng Ming instructed
the employee as he separated from Dong Bingjie's passionate kiss.
Hearing this, Dong Bingjie, relieved to have saved some money, felt happy and proud. She leaned against Cheng Ming
, a smile playing on her lips.
The little boy took the milk tea from the employee, eagerly inserted the straw, and took a few sips before remembering
his mother who had bought it for him.
"Mom, why don't you buy a cup of milk tea?"
Hearing her son's concern, Dong Bingjie's smile deepened, and she said softly, "Mom doesn't like milk tea,
a cup of water is fine."
As she spoke, Dong Bingjie asked Cheng Ming with a little embarrassment, "Does the store have hot water?"
After all, she had already drunk a cup of milk tea from the store for free, and it would be a little awkward to ask for more.
However, how could Cheng Ming refuse?
[Setting 4: Penis = Faucet, Female Body = Kettle]
"Of course, let me get you a cup," Cheng Ming said politely.
"No need, no need to trouble yourself, I brought my own water bottle, others might not know how to use it," Dong Bingjie waved her hands repeatedly.
Cheng Ming straightened up, adjusted his erect penis towards Dong Bingjie, and gestured for her to make herself at home.
Dong Bingjie slowly approached, gently grasped the enormous member with her delicate hand, and after a few moderate strokes, the tip of the penis
seemed to respond by secreting a few drops of pre-ejaculate.
"Your faucet is quite high-end; it must have cost a lot of money," Dong Bingjie
said, nodding after testing the faucet.
"Hehe, just for customer satisfaction."
After inspecting the faucet, Dong Bingjie first tore open a hole in the crotch of her pantyhose, pulled her underwear aside, stood
on tiptoe, placed her right hand on Cheng Ming's shoulder, and tried to ladylike lift her right knee as much as possible. Then, using her left hand to hold Cheng Ming's penis
at the faucet head, she attempted to insert it into her water bottle.
However, whether it was due to the height difference or because she had just ejaculated and couldn't muster all her strength, Dong Bingjie
kept failing despite her attempts.
"Could you please help me lift the handle?" Dong Bingjie asked Cheng Ming helplessly.
Cheng Ming asked with a blank expression, "Uh, where do you mean? Can you point it out to me?"
"Roughly, around here, um, and here too,"
Dong Bingjie guided Cheng Ming's hands, her left hand supporting her right leg from below, and her right hand supporting her upturned buttocks
.
"Um, yes, that's it, oh no, you need to apply force from the side... Ah... this kettle is probably broken,
it's so annoying, I have to find a way to fix it,"
Dong Bingjie directed frantically, when suddenly Cheng Ming slapped her on the buttocks.
"Leave it to me," Cheng Ming said.
Dong Bingjie no longer objected, obediently placing her hands on Cheng Ming's shoulders and neck. With Cheng Ming's support, she finally
aligned her vagina with his penis. With a soft "plop," the large penis easily penetrated her already wet
vaginal canal.
"Mmm...ah..." Dong Bingjie's vagina was filled by the penis, her beautiful neck slightly raised, and
a soft moan filled with pleasure escaped her lips.
"Hehe, see? It works better in my hands."
Cheng Ming pressed one hand against Dong Bingjie's pert buttocks and pulled her back repeatedly, causing their hips to collide repeatedly, and his penis
repeatedly penetrated her warm vaginal canal during the close contact.
"Madam, is the kettle comfortable to fill with water at this pressure?" Cheng Ming
asked 'concernedly' while fucking her.
Dong Bingjie's eyes were half-closed as she endured Cheng Ming's continuous assault. Hearing this, she frowned and showed a surprised expression
.
"Hmm... a kettle is for... hmm... filling with water... whether the kettle is comfortable or not... hmm
... who has the leisure to care about that... just... just relax... use it boldly... ah...
don't think about such strange things... forget... filling with water..."
"You can rest assured and leave it to me. With my many years of experience, I will definitely fill it until it can't hold any more," Cheng Ming
smiled professionally.
Dong Bingjie didn't say anything more, her panting face showing an expression of 'that's more like it'.
After a while, Cheng Ming shifted his body, pressed Dong Bingjie onto the small table, and
began thrusting his hands into her two shapely, silky legs.
The little boy, who was drinking milk tea at the table, was startled by his mother's sudden appearance and strange noises
, nearly dropping his tea.
"Little boy, can you do me a favor?" Cheng Ming smiled gently.
"Wh...what favor?" the little boy asked timidly.
Cheng Ming smiled wryly at the boy's fearful expression and pulled a handful of arcade coins from his pocket.
"Your mom is a lucky customer who got a free ride at our store. I want to take a picture with her. Can you take one with your phone?
You can have all of these as a gift."
The little boy's eyes lit up. He recognized the arcade coins and had always wanted them, but his mother
wouldn't buy them for him.
"Okay, Uncle, you promised!" The little boy readily agreed, unlocking his mother's phone and
taking pictures.
"Don't... um... don't play for too long,"
Dong Bingjie, who was being fucked on the table, heard their conversation and managed to speak to her son.
At that moment, she didn't appear authoritative at all, and her son didn't take it seriously.
"Madam, don't get distracted by the child at times like this. Give me a proper peace sign, okay?"
...
The little boy, holding the game tokens he'd received from the stranger, went to the arcade and played for a long time
the games he'd always wanted to play but the adults wouldn't let him. Before he knew it, a long time had passed.
Only after using up the last token did the little boy reluctantly go back.
But when he returned to the milk tea shop, he couldn't see his mother, Dong Bingjie.
"Big sister, have you seen where my mom went?" the little boy asked the waitress.
"It seems the manager spent a long time getting hot water for your mother, and finally managed to fix the kettle after a lot of effort. But
your mother still couldn't use it and thought the manager had broken it. So the manager had to buy it,
saying he wanted to take it home as a fine kettle or something. I don't know the specifics,"
the waitress recalled. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she added, "Oh, right, your father just
called the manager and said he'd come pick you up later. Little one, sit here for a while."
"Okay,"
the little boy nodded, sitting down on the stool. He suddenly noticed his mother's phone was still on the table. Had she forgotten to take
it?
I turned on my phone, and the screen saver was the photo I had just taken of my mother. At first glance, I saw my
manager smiling at the camera, biting my mother's foot, which was covered by a flesh-colored stocking, while his
long penis was inserted into my mother's vagina. My mother looked somewhat dazed, with
drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, and her hands unconsciously forming a scissor shape.

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