【The Girls' Adventure Chronicles Part Two: School Chronicles】(Chapter Twenty-One)

Author: Liuying
Published: 2016/10/29
First Published ID: wtsdm84318
First Published Website: secinsec
Word Count: 10505
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Wearing a light blue
sheer coat, black stockings, and black leather shoes, she looked like a noble lady, elegant and
sophisticated, making her hard to look away from.
The pale blue-haired beauty's pure, azure eyes frequently gazed affectionately at the obese man beside her, a faint
smile on her face. Under the influence of a brainwashing spell, she was deeply in love with him, completely oblivious
to his strong body odor. Her left hand, adorned with a silver-blue ring on the middle finger, tightly clasped his obese right hand,
walking hand-in-hand like lovers.
Or perhaps they were already lovers, as the obese man also wore a silver-blue lover's ring on his left middle finger
, a symbol of their established relationship, indicating they were dating.
"Gerry, what's that over there? There are lots of flowerbeds, and it looks like there's an open space inside."
The light blue-haired beauty, unaware that she'd been brainwashed, wasn't thinking about the person she truly loved. Instead, she was happily on a date with her boyfriend
. As they passed a flowerbed, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stopped, pointing to a spot with many
flowerbeds by the lake.
There seemed to be a small open space in the center of the flowerbed, a perfect hiding place, and it was right by
the lake, offering a view. There were also a few large trees that might provide shade.
"Great! Safira, let's go check it out, I'm so hungry!"
Gerry, who was overweight and smelled of sweat, looked in the direction Safira pointed and said happily. Then, carrying a picnic basket and
a gray-blue cloak, he tried to slip into the flowerbed.
The items in Gerry's hands, of course, all belonged to Safira. The picnic basket was the lunch Safira had prepared that morning,
and the grey-blue cloak was something Safira had specially bought for their dates with Gerry. This morning, while shopping, Safira
had worn the cloak and hood,
only daring to remove the hood and cloak and openly hold hands with Gerry when they parted ways and met near the lake.
Since this was the second closest lake to the Holy City, it was practically deserted, so she no longer needed to
hide her stunning beauty in the cloak and hood. Even if someone saw them here, they were unlikely to recognize her
and Gerry, so there was no need to worry about word getting out.
However, since she and Gerry wanted some undisturbed space for lunch, and didn't want
their date to be interrupted by passersby halfway through, they wanted to find a secluded spot to hide.
After following her boyfriend into the flowerbed, Safira indeed found a small clearing with a large tree providing shade from the sun.
Although the small clearing was overgrown with weeds, Gerry was laying out the carpet that Safira had prepared on it. So Safira
simply took off her shoes, put her small feet in black stockings on the carpet, and stood there admiring the lakeside scenery.
"So beautiful..." Safira looked at the beautiful lake view with satisfaction. The lake water was very clean, and since the small clearing
was less than three meters from the lake, Safira could see small fish swimming around in the clear, transparent water.
"Yes, but more importantly, it's so wonderful to be able to enjoy this view with Safira outside...!"
After laying out the carpet, Gerry walked behind Safira, took her
small hand, which was also adorned with a lover's ring, with his chubby hand, and gently embraced his girlfriend's soft body. He spoke with deep affection, smelling
the girlish fragrance on his girlfriend's body, stroking her smooth little hand, and feeling the silver-blue lover's ring that had warmed from their closeness,
indicating their average body temperature at that moment, as if the two of them were united.
Since Safira and Gerry were secretly dating, they were both very happy to be able to be together openly in public
. Even though it was in a deserted place, the feeling was different; Gerry usually
had to wear gloves to hide his ring.
He could only take off his gloves in a private room, or when Safira wore a hooded cloak,
unlike now when they could be outside in the bright sun, admiring the beautiful scenery and each other's faces while displaying
their lover's rings.
"Mwah! That's what I wanted to say, but since we're out together, let's do less. Let's go for a swim." Sensing
the romantic atmosphere, Safira turned and kissed Gerry's full lips, giggling. Although Safira also wanted to have sex under the influence of the "Eternal Life" technique,
if their date involved constant sex, it would be better to just stay home. They should enjoy
the scenery and play in the water, creating sweet memories.
Holding her boyfriend, who exuded a strong masculine scent, Safira's body went limp and weak. Fortunately, Gerry obediently nodded
and released her, completely abandoning his previous stuttering nervousness. He then said affectionately,
"I'll just watch you play. I'm a little hungry."
"Then you eat first, I'll eat later," Safira said with a smile, now free. She then
bent down in front of her boyfriend, Gerry, and slipped her hands under her skirt to remove her black stockings, which smelled of her youthful scent.
She folded them neatly and placed them aside. Finally, she disarmed herself and walked barefoot into the shallow water, enjoying the cool, clear
lake water.
However, if someone were to observe closely the black stockings she had just taken off, they would notice a wet patch in the middle,
emitting a strong smell of semen. This was because Safira and Gerry had already made love when they met earlier that morning
, which was why Gerry was currently able to control his lust.
Safira carefully waded through the lake water to a large rock by the shore, sitting down to admire the beautiful scenery
while soaking her feet in the cool water and enjoying the warm breeze. She looked quite relaxed.
Gerry, who was holding a sandwich made by Safira herself, saw the beautiful girl's stunning back and the beautiful
scenery. The gentle breeze made her light blue hair flow freely, making Gerry
feel as if he were looking at a goddess painting.
Especially when he thought that this beautiful girl was now his girlfriend, and that he had slept with her many times,
Gerry couldn't help but get excited and hard. His crotch was bulging, and his eyes were fixed on Safira's stunning
appearance and beautiful figure.
Noticing the intense gaze, Safira turned to her boyfriend,
smiled slightly upon seeing the bulge in Gerry's crotch, then got up from the large rock, her bare, snow-white feet gliding across the slippery pebbles in the lake as she
walked towards him.
"Want to do it again so soon? We just said that...you disobedient little cock..." Back
beside Gerry, Safira said with a seductive smile, lightly stepping on his crotch, gently
pressing down on his hot, hard penis, a teasing punishment.
"Haha...Safira, have mercy, you're so beautiful...!" Gerry
laughed awkwardly, his legs spread wide by the stepping. Despite his sensitive area being trampled, Gerry felt no pain from the beautiful girl's soft, bare, snow-white feet;
only a surge of pleasure and stimulation, which actually felt quite comfortable!
"You want it that badly? But mine's still full of your semen from this morning, so
this is the only way to use your naughty penis." Safira, who had foot fetish experience with Wright, felt
Gerry's penis getting even hotter under her pants. She lifted her feet from her boyfriend's crotch, squatted down, picked up the black stockings she'd taken off earlier, and
said with a seductive smile.
Under her boyfriend's questioning gaze, Safira pulled down Gerry's pants, pulled out the hot, hard penis hidden inside
, stretched open the black stockings still carrying the scent of a young girl, and slipped them over his thick, short penis, which reeked of a fishy smell. Then,
she directly grasped it with her snow-white left hand and began to stroke it up and down.
"Safira...you really know how to play...ah...wearing stockings all morning...so good...!" Looking
at the lover's ring on Safira's left middle finger, which traced silver-blue lines with her rapid stroking, Gerry
exclaimed in surprise. He hadn't expected such a new way of playing; he'd never been played like this even when he went to prostitutes.
The feeling of soiling a young girl's intimate clothing with his male genitalia was
strangely novel and exciting, almost like marking it.
Because Safira was squatting with her legs together, Gerry could clearly see
under her skirt, including the obvious wet stains on the bottom of her light blue panties and
the pretty shape of her vulva. These wet stains were undoubtedly the semen that had seeped into Safira that morning after he ejaculated inside her,
seeping into her panties.
"I can feel your penis is hard even through the stockings. Are my stockings that comfortable? Are you about to ejaculate?
It's okay if you get your stockings dirty," Safira said seductively in a soft voice. Since the middle of her black stockings was already
stained with semen and vaginal fluid that had seeped from her panties, it didn't matter if Gerry soiled them now; he
could just take them home, wash them, and wear them again.
"I'm going to cum...! Saphira... I'm going to get your stockings dirty...!!" A short while later, Gerry
let out a low growl, his second ejaculation of the day shooting out violently, all of it landing on the bottom of the black stockings and instantly seeping into
the two stockings wrapped around his penis.
"Gerry's such a pervert, getting aroused by my stockings and shooting so much, trying to impregnate them
?... Don't blame me if you can't cum tonight!" The beautiful and adorable Saphira rarely showed
such a mischievous, devilish smile, making it hard to be angry, and even more exciting.
Because Saphira's original self had spent a lot of time with her wife, she was naturally influenced by her,
and occasionally played small pranks like her wife. However, this time, the clone Saphira was using
her current boyfriend, Gerry.
Gerry seemed even more aroused, especially after he mentioned staying at his house
late that night. His penis, which usually needed rest after ejaculating, immediately became hard again. Gerry, panting heavily,
pointed to the semen-stained black stockings and said, "It's okay, I won't blame you…! So, could you
put on the stockings and use your feet to do it for me instead…?"
"Ah? Hmm… okay…" Safira, who was about to put away the semen-stained stockings, hesitated, thinking it
would be uncomfortable to wear them. However, under the brainwashing spell, she couldn't refuse and felt she should listen to her boyfriend. So, Safira blushed,
picked up the almost completely semen-stained black stockings, stood up, spread them out, and put
on the wet, sticky, smelly stockings with her snow-white feet.
Once Safira's two snow-white legs were in the black stockings, she felt an intense wetness and tightness,
as uncomfortable as if she were soaked in water. However, with her movements, the black stockings constantly rubbed against her sensitive skin, giving
Safira a continuous stream of pleasure. The thought that these stockings were stained with semen made her
feel as if the semen was raping and defiling her beautiful feet and snowy buttocks, giving Safira a strange sense of excitement.
Safira gracefully knelt down, then stretched out her legs, her small black-stockinged buttocks resting on the carpet. With her
two beautiful black-stockinged feet, which reeked of semen, she gently clamped the hard, erect penis between her soles and insteps,
rubbing it incessantly. Having spent a long time with his wife, Safira, who was quite adept at seducing her lover, asked coquettishly with a flushed face,
"Does this feel good?"
"Oh...oh! Just like that...wet, warm feet...so good..." Gerry, who had just ejaculated,
said with a look of pleasure. Safira was very good at controlling her strength. The soles of her black stockings, stained with semen, were wet and slippery, but they
didn't hurt at all, and they were stimulating his sensitive glans. Fortunately, he had just ejaculated, otherwise he would have ejaculated again immediately.
"Shall we chat and eat lunch while we cook? I'm getting a little hungry." Safira, skilled at footjobs
, reached for the picnic basket beside her and took out the various delicious dishes she had prepared that morning. Throughout the process
, her feet continued to skillfully rub against his penis without any apparent disruption.
"So lavish! Mmm...and so delicious!" Enjoying the footjob, Gerry
exclaimed in amazement at the lunch his beautiful and lovely girlfriend had prepared, wolfing down his sandwich while admiring
the exciting view beneath Safira's slightly parted, black-stockinged legs.
Although Safira's light blue panties were covered by black stockings, the stockings were slightly see-through, allowing Gerry
to clearly see the lace panties and snow-white skin underneath, as well as the obvious wet patch in the middle of the panties.
As Safira picked up a piece of fruit pie, took a bite, and covered her mouth to chew, the elegant
way she ate contrasted sharply with the lewd foot fetish at her feet, which greatly excited Gerry.
"Safira, I feel so sorry that I can't dance with you in the square at the school dance next week
..." After eating and foot fetishizing each other for a while, Gerry looked at his stunning girlfriend with whom he was secretly dating and
said with some remorse.
Although he had initially brainwashed Safira to keep their relationship a secret from everyone because he was afraid of Cora, Gerry
had gradually softened the brainwashing suggestion. From the original full-scale concealment, he slowly changed the situation so that as long as it wasn't something that would spread to the school,
he didn't need to hide it.
However, after that incident, they should be able to date openly now, but Gerry was afraid of
being bullied by jealous male students and becoming someone Safira had to protect, or even being ridiculed by everyone. Therefore,
Gerry, who only had a level 2 strength, had not yet canceled the brainwashing suggestion and made his relationship with the second most popular beauty in the school public
.
"Gerry, you don't need to apologize. It was me who suggested we keep our relationship secret, it wasn't your fault," Safira
said with a smile, completely unaware that she had been brainwashed. She then elegantly ate the last bite of fruit pie, followed
by a piece of bread, while her feet continued moving without stopping.
Under the brainwashing spell, Safira felt she had to keep their relationship a secret, so despite feeling regret, she
absolutely didn't want to go public, creating a huge contradiction.
"I'll definitely become a man worthy of you, and we'll date publicly... Don't worry...! *Gulp*...
I'm coming...!!" Gerry whispered his assurance in a voice Safira couldn't hear, and just as the urge to ejaculate reached
its peak, his third ejaculation of the day gushed out, dripping onto Safira's black-stockinged feet.
Safira, who hadn't heard what Gerry said, considerately used the soles and insteps
of her black-stockinged feet to squeeze out the softening penis, expelling all the remaining semen. Then she withdrew her semen-covered legs, assumed
a sitting position, and continued eating her lunch.
Although her toes, clad in black stockings, were wet and sticky with the seeping semen, which was very uncomfortable,
she prioritized lunch, planning to remove the stockings later and wash her feet with lake water.
Afterwards, Safira and Gerry, who had put away the penis, finished their lunch together. Safira then stood up, bent over, and
reached under her skirt to remove her stockings, but Gerry stopped her.
Gerry swallowed hard, staring at Safira's legs, marked with semen, as if
admiring a masterpiece. He excitedly said, "Safira, don't take your stockings off! They're getting me so excited
. Take them off when we get to my place!"
"Hmm...okay," Safira replied, both embarrassed and shy. But since her boyfriend liked it, she
had no choice but to let the sticky feeling go. She knelt down next to Gerry, leaning her head and body against his large frame
, and asked in a coquettish tone, "Gerry, want to take a nap?"
"Of course...!" Seeing his beautiful girlfriend so eager to be with him, Gerry excitedly embraced Safira
's fragrant, soft body, lay down on the floor, and closed his eyes. The weather was nice today; in the small clearing by the lake
, with trees blocking the sunlight, a cool breeze from the lake, and
the company of a beautiful young lover, it was perfect for a nap.
Meanwhile, Safira, blissfully embracing Gri's obese body, closed her azure eyes and
drifted off to sleep, inhaling the strong body odor and sweaty smell emanating from her boyfriend. Completely unaware that both she and Coral's original bodies
were nearly suffocated by the stench.
(Ugh...it stinks!!) Aurora, sealed in the alternate dimension, felt her wife's clone embracing
the stinky fat man and complained with utter disgust. She had already experienced this stench several times, but her wife's clone,
after being brainwashed, didn't find it repulsive at all, even smelling it with a blissful expression. This caused Aurora immense heartache and jealousy, making her want
to kill the stinky fat Gri.
(My darling actually went on a date with someone else...and with a cute boy...and even wore that guy
's underwear...and gave him oral sex first thing in the morning...ugh...) Phoebe, also sensing
her wife's clone dating a cross-dresser on the other side, complained bitterly. She had lost count of how many times she had complained today and hated that
cross-dresser.
Although Aurora and Phoebe were heartbroken, they couldn't stop themselves from witnessing their wife's alter ego's infidelity,
especially when it was intimate with other men. They were aroused and excited, realizing their
wife could be so sexually sensual with others!
Phoebe had previously sensed Aurora's alter ego engaging in flirtatious behavior with men under its female instincts, even willingly engaging in sexual intercourse
and oral sex, which had greatly excited her. Aurora's alter ego wasn't brainwashed! This was
genuine infidelity with self-awareness! Although they knew the alter ego was influenced by female instincts and their side effects, and that their real wife Aurora
wouldn't act this way, they were still very jealous and saddened.
Phoebe's wife Aurora's clone still harbors feelings for her, but if she doesn't quickly reconcile with Aurora's
clone, she feels it will soon succumb to female instincts and
fall for someone else, its love for her fading until it completely belongs to another. This thought fills Phoebe with both heartache and excitement. Knowing it's impossible, Phoebe is
strangely excited to see how Aurora's clone will become someone else's.
Meanwhile, Aurora senses Phoebe's clone secretly meeting with the fat man at the lake, and is both furious and excited.
Aurora was thrilled, imagining her wife truly being with someone else, wearing matching couple rings, sweetly and intimately
reuniting with another man! Even dreaming of them happily cuddling and taking a nap together! This excited Aurora fantasized, wondering if, once the brainwashing
was lifted, her wife Phoebe's alter ego would truly become that fat man's girlfriend and never want to come back.
(Honey, what are you thinking… my alter ego becoming someone else's girlfriend, and you're so excited
…) Sensing her wife Aurora's fantasies, Phoebe thought shyly and awkwardly. Of course, she didn't want to have anything
to do with other men; she only wanted her wife Aurora.
(Hehe, you dare say that? Wife, aren't you just imagining my alter ego falling for someone else? You really want
my alter ego to fall in love with someone else and make love to someone else?) Aurora immediately giggled, sensing that her wife
Phoebe, despite deeply loving her, was fantasizing about her being with someone else, constantly feeling jealous and excited.
(Ugh, you know that already and you still say it... The real you can't fall in love with anyone else!) Phoebe sighed shyly
, completely unable to hide it from her wife Aurora. But if the real Aurora fell in love with someone else, she would definitely want
to commit suicide.
(No way! The real me only loves my wife, I belong to my wife alone, and my wife belongs to me alone
! Forever!) Aurora solemnly promised. Although she might feel attracted to men when controlling her clone
, the real her felt nothing at all. So if she fell in love with someone else while controlling her clone, the real her definitely
wouldn't feel the same way.
(Darling, me too! Even if I control my clone and fall in love with someone else, the real me only loves you!)
Phoebe thought very seriously. She felt that the feelings of the real her and her clone were separate. Although Aurora's
clone might feel attracted to men, Aurora herself felt nothing. She thought that if Aurora personally controlled
her clone to fall in love with someone else, the real her definitely wouldn't feel anything either.
Aurora and Phoebe, their minds in sync, continued their jealous and angry relationship in the alternate dimension, finding it both
thrilling and exciting. They constantly engaged in romantic conversations with their wives, deepening their love for each other.
Later, Safira and Gerry, who had been sleeping in the lakeside flowerbeds for over two hours, finally
woke up. Finding the same scenery uninteresting, they decided to continue exploring the lakeside landscape
before getting up to pack their things. They couldn't let Gerry exhaust himself here, leaving him
without the energy for sex that night. When Safira got up, her feet 　　, still wet and sticky from being
ejaculated twice before her nap, emitted a strong, fishy odor. This caused her 　　a slight discomfort, yet also a small pleasure. Her once flawless white legs were now completely marinated in Gerry's semen 　　, losing their pleasant scent. 　　However, Gerry wouldn't let her take off her stockings, so Safira could only put on her black leather shoes and, enduring the slippery 　　, sticky feeling, help tidy up her things and put her weapons back on. 　　After tidying up, Safira and Gerry emerged from their secret rendezvous among the flowers, their small white hands tightly clasped together 　　, continuing their leisurely stroll and date by the lake, admiring the flowers and plants, and petting the harmless level 1 magical 　　beasts. 　　Although they sometimes encountered magical beasts, they were all low-level and lone. 　　So, whenever they encountered a level 2 magical beast, Gerry would slowly and skillfully deal with it, while when they encountered a level 3 magical beast, Gerry, 　　with his level 2 strength, would attract the level 3's attention, allowing Safira, with her level 3 strength, to easily handle it 　　. 　　However, as the sun was about to set, Safira and Gerry, who were heading back to the Holy Capital, encountered a level 4 　　cement frog! 　　The Level 4 Cement Frog possessed astonishing jumping power, blocking the two's path. Even when Safira and Gerry tried to 　　escape by detouring, the frog immediately caught up. 　　Gerry barely managed to block the tongue whip attack using Level 2 Battle Aura, leaving Safira, wielding a katana, to deal with 　　the Level 4 Cement Frog, whose strength far surpassed theirs. Otherwise, they would have perished. 　　Safira, lacking experience with magical beasts and unaware of their characteristics, fought 　　as if she were a human. She quickly circled behind the frog and unleashed several rapid strikes with Level 3 Icy Battle Aura. 　　However, she found the frog's hide as hard as stone, only managing to create cuts without causing any 　　real damage. 　　Safira was stunned, not expecting it to be so tough. When she realized the frog was about to turn and attack 　　, she instantly recovered and hastily retreated. 　　Saphira hadn't expected the Cement Frog's tongue to catch up with her at a speed no less than her own, and 　　its hardness and length made it impossible for her to parry with her katana. The wet, hard tongue wrapped 　　around her upper body, squeezing her B-cup breasts until they bulged out. 　　Caught in its grip, Saphira, weakened by the side effects of the "Ten Thousand Lives Technique," couldn't muster any strength and even dropped her katana 　　. Fortunately, Gerry quickly found the Cement Frog's weakness and punched it 　　in the mouth with a level 2 earth aura, causing the frog to release Saphira in pain and retract its tongue to attack Gerry. 　　Learning her lesson, Saphira picked up her katana again and attacked the Cement Frog cautiously, fearing the level 3 frog 　　might suddenly use some strange attack. If Saphira had been fighting the monster alone, she would probably have been defeated long ago 　　and dragged back to the monster's lair to be used as a birthing bed. Luckily, with Gerry's support, Saphira was able to escape unharmed. 　　Having found what appeared to be the Cement Frog's weakness, Safira began attacking the area under its rarely exposed mouth, 　　sensing that this was where the hide was thinnest. After all, Gri's attack had worked, proving it was a weak point. Safira 　　spent a considerable amount of time concentrating her attacks before finally defeating the Level 4 Cement Frog. 　　"Finally...finally won! That was so close! I never imagined there would be a Level 4 magical beast so close to the Holy City. 　　Was it a magical beast egg that drifted in from somewhere and hatched around here...?" After the victory, Gri 　　lay panting on the grass, saying this. With only Level 2 strength, he had blocked several attacks from the Level 4 magical beast, 　　almost exhausting all his strength, leaving him lying on the ground covered in sweat.

"Gerry, thank you so much. You've worked so hard. If it weren't for your help, I would have been defeated by the monster
..." Safira sheathed her katana, knelt down beside Gerry, and said gratefully. She then used
the hem of her dress as a towel to gently wipe the sweat from her boyfriend's face.
Of course, Safira was also covered in sweat, her light blue hair and dress slightly disheveled, but she
chose to wipe her boyfriend's sweat first, showing how much she loved Gerry after being brainwashed, especially
after going through a life-or-death battle together, which deepened her affection and trust.
"I should be thanking you. Without Safira, there wouldn't have been any hope of victory...! You
weren't hurt when you were being entangled, were you...?" Gerry propped himself up, grabbed Safira's shoulders
, and said affectionately, checking his girlfriend's injuries with great concern.
"Chirp! I'm fine. Even if another one comes now, I'm no problem!" Safira smiled and kissed
Gri's plump lips. Naturally, she wasn't injured; she was only tied up for a moment. And since she already
knew Cement Frog's weaknesses and characteristics, she could even defeat another one by herself in a little while
.
"That's wonderful...!" Relieved by his girlfriend's loving kiss, Gerry hugged Safira tightly
. She felt so sweet and soft; the scent of her sweat after vigorous exercise was incredibly alluring. However, he didn't have the energy
for sex, so Gerry had to release Safira, glance at the cement frog corpse, and then said earnestly,
"Safira, let's come here more often...! I want to become stronger...! Strong enough to protect you
...!"
Clinging to the sweaty, obese Gerry, Safira didn't struggle at all, even enjoying the strong
body odor and sweat smell. After being brainwashed into loving Gerry, Safira adored her boyfriend's masculine scent
.
"Okay, I need to accumulate some monster combat experience too." After being released by her boyfriend, Safira
nodded with a sweet smile. Occasionally, they could encounter level 3 monsters in certain areas around the lake, so coming here for a date
would also allow her to train her combat skills—a good idea for Safira, who wasn't familiar with monsters.
Afterwards, the two worked together to dismantle the corpse of a level 4 cement frog, obtaining level 4 earth magic crystals and some valuable monster materials
, before returning to the Holy Capital.
Once they were far from the lake, Safira could no longer openly walk with her boyfriend, so
she put on a gray-blue cloak and hood, concealing her alluring figure and stunning beauty. Then, she and Gerry
each went to different city gates, planning to meet at the agreed-upon location.
"Oh! Isn't this Miss Saphira Owen, who left the city gate at noon? Alone again? Have you met your
lover?"
Saphira, her shoes slightly slippery inside, carrying a picnic basket, was
immediately recognized by the gate guards as she reached the less crowded area. After all, such a stunningly beautiful girl, carrying a katana
and wearing a cloak and hood, leaving the city alone with a picnic basket, was hard to forget.
"Yes, sir, thank you for your hard work. Please finish your inspection and let me through quickly." Seeing
the inspector who had checked her that morning, Saphira politely pulled down her hood, revealing her exquisite beauty and long, light blue
hair, but blushed as she opened the picnic basket, her voice slightly pleading. She had
almost been completely swayed by the inspector's advances that morning.
As Safira pulled down her hood to identify herself when she left the city that morning, an inspector immediately ordered a body search, claiming she might be carrying
dangerous items. Just like her first time entering the Holy City, Safira was subjected to the same
method of groping her body by different inspectors, their practiced touches making her face flush red. She wondered if every
inspector was the same, using this excuse to grope beautiful women, since other women of average appearance
hadn't been searched.
She was surprised that the inspectors dared to search her despite her carrying a weapon, apparently because they knew
she was still a student. She regretted not saying anything and simply
glaring at them; that would have made them think she was someone important and let her
through after a thorough check.
But now it was too late. This was the only city gate in the Holy City with the fewest people; the other gates had
long queues, making it easy to run into someone who recognized her. She also couldn't obtain a platinum badge or higher,
as those badges allowed for direct passage without inspection.
"This won't do. A girl carrying weapons in and out of the city gates, claiming to be on a date with her boyfriend, and choosing
this gate where hardly anyone goes—it's very suspicious. We need to do a thorough search!" the inspector said with a wicked grin
. As another guard took the picnic basket and katana for inspection, the inspector immediately slipped his large hand
inside Safira's cloak, caressing her soft, delicate body through her dress.
"Eee...Sir...I'm serious...um...I didn't...ah...lying...
please let me go...haaah..." Safira, being caressed by his large hand, immediately went limp
and protested while suppressing the pleasure. However, the inspector deliberately touched her even more slowly than before, even
touching her sensitive B-cup breasts through her dress, causing Safira to let out a few alluring moans.
Safira's sensitive, tender breasts were being roughly kneaded through her camisole and dress. The inspector even pulled at her small, adorable nipples
, as if checking their shape, thinking they were hiding something. This sent waves of pleasure through Safira
, a tingling sensation spreading through her body, her cute face gradually turning redder.
Due to the influence of her female instincts and the side effects of the "All-Life Technique," Safira wasn't particularly
averse to male caresses; in fact, she found them quite comfortable and pleasurable. However, she was a very devoted woman and felt she shouldn't
arouse desire in strangers, as it would be a betrayal of her lover. Therefore, if it weren't for the need to enter and exit the city gates, Safira wouldn't
allow herself to be touched so casually!
"Hmm, it doesn't look like she's hiding anything in her chest...that's what criminals always say! Could it be hidden under her skirt?"
The inspector finished speaking and pulled up the back of Safira's dress skirt, reaching for her soft, tender buttocks covered in black stockings.
Safira, unable to exert any strength, clutched the inspector's uniform with her small hands, her B-cup breasts pressing against him, her face...
Safira leaned weakly against the inspector's chest, her skin flushed.
If it weren't for the cloak obscuring her view, her black-stockinged buttocks and lace panties would have
been completely exposed to the other guards.
"I didn't... ugh... hide anything on my person... Guard... umm... have you checked enough
...?" Safira gasped weakly against the guard's chest, barely suppressing the pleasure of her buttocks being caressed.
This hateful side effect of the "Ten Thousand Life Technique" made her weak and powerless; a few stimulations and her body was
limp and powerless. If it weren't for the strict discipline of the Holy City, she would probably have been raped long ago. The inspector, right now, would
be smelling her feminine scent and excitedly erecting his penis.
"Alright, alright, let me check one last place... throat, so wet! Could it be excitement?"
the inspector said casually, then reached out and touched the girl's private parts, grinning wickedly with obvious delight. He even
pulled his fingers back to smell them, but instead of the alluring scent of female arousal, he smelled a disgusting,
fishy stench of male semen. The inspector clicked his tongue, his face turning ugly, and pushed Safira's delicate body away,
complaining loudly, "Tsk! Miss, were you just fucked? Were you penetrated a few times? Your genitals are covered in semen!"
"You... just say I went to see my boyfriend!" Hearing the inspector shout so loudly, Safira blushed
deeply and whispered angrily. Now the nearby guards all knew she had sex with her boyfriend and had been penetrated—
how embarrassing!
The guards nearby were probably fantasizing about the stunningly beautiful girl before them, being pinned down and fucked by a man
, even imagining the pale blue-haired beauty moaning naked as she was filled with copious amounts of semen
.
"Alright, alright, get out of here, I'm very busy!" The inspector waved the stunningly beautiful girl away,
because Safira clearly had a man, maybe even some important person's woman, so he should stop after a quick touch;
anyway, he was just a lowly inspector. If he had the chance, he really wanted to take her to bed and fuck her.
"Sigh, will it always be like this..." After retrieving her picnic basket and weapons, Safira put on her hood and walked away from the city
gate, sighing as she went. If only she could openly use another city gate, but she didn't know why she
only wanted to have a secret relationship, completely unaware that she had been brainwashed.
(To be continued)

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