[The Three Tycoons' Chicken King Showdown Part 2 (To be determined)]

The Chicken King Showdown –

First Battle a Success! The

rape case in City X has finally come to an end. Because the drama I just watched was so exciting,

I happily checked my mailbox all the way, humming a little tune.

What? I use a mailbox too?

You're not a wandering soul, how can you know a wandering soul doesn't have a mailbox? Mind your own business!

Let me look at the reader's letter first, this one. A friend named jacycs wrote asking if I

could request the nurse scene. Ah, I think, fantasy is everywhere and all-encompassing,

so for this nurse scene, I suggest you go to the hospital for a urology exam. That way you

'll have ample opportunity for an intimate, zero-distance contact with a nurse. Of course, if you encounter

a male nurse, I can't help you with that. Be careful, don't let someone take advantage of you.

A friend wrote to me saying that her grandmother has recently fallen into a coma for unknown reasons, and

occasionally makes strange laughs while unconscious. She hopes I can help her figure out what her grandmother is thinking.

Hmm, that's interesting. I'll go check it out myself. If I have any further

information, I'll communicate with my friend via text message.

Okay, that's all for this Q&A session. Bye-bye!

(Advertisement, cut to advertisement!) I'm going to see that grandmother. Hehe. I wonder if she's having a wet dream. :)

Arriving at my friend's grandmother's bedside, I saw such a young and beautiful woman,

fast asleep. She was sleeping among white roses, and seven children, barely bigger than rabbits, were standing beside her

…

Ah, sorry, wrong place! I'm so bad with directions.

Damn, how did I end up at Sleeping Beauty's grandmother's house… What a mess!

There's an old lady over there, let's go over here.

The old hero had a short, stubble-like beard, and his brows were furiously furious, his

eyes wide and fierce. Don't let his glaring eyes fool you, his snoring was anything but quiet…

Hey, you big-headed pig, can you at least tell the difference between men and women? Is this your mother an old lady? Isn't this your mother

Zhang Fei, the Third Master Zhang?

Ah… this… um… sigh…

While I was hesitating, a tremendous force, accompanied by a foul wind, swept me down from the clouds. I was instantly terrified

!

What are you looking for? I'm right here! Hahahahahahahaha…

In the blink of an eye, I vanished, leaving only a few screams and a mess of feathers…

To hear what happens next, stay tuned for the next episode—Hey, hey, stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Can't I finish this in one go? These

tomatoes aren't free, are they? Save it, save it, let's get back to the point.

Where did I go? I'm not going to any ordinary place. You wouldn't know unless I

told you, and once I do, it's better not to tell you at all. You'll have to see for yourself.

"On an early autumn afternoon, the air is filled with the scent of spring—no, the scent of spring fever.

Everything is ripe, ripe! The fruits are ripe, the lambs are ripe, and the girls are ripe. They're ready to be used at will. What

a breathtaking sight!

In this enchanting season, we once again welcome the annual 'Grandma's Delight' Cup Chicken King

Competition . As in previous years, to reflect the unfairness and pure entertainment of the competition, the live commentary will once again

be

provided .

" Thank you for the boos and rotten eggs. Getting back to the point, let's welcome

the representative of the competition organizing committee and chief judges, Grandma from the Demon Prison of Love, to speak. Everyone, please give her a standing

ovation! [

Thunderous applause erupted. Men pulled down their pants and slapped their buttocks repeatedly, while

girls unbuttoned their clothes and slapped their breasts loudly. Suddenly, a "Red Second Group"

makeup .

After a dazzling display of light and shadow and applause, Grandma, dressed in her finest attire, ascended the platform.

She parted her lips slightly and proclaimed:

"You—must obey—"

The crowd erupted again, the sounds of slapping and breast-slapping filling the air. Two

pairs took turns slapping each other. This simple and efficient method immediately resonated with the crowd, and the scene

descended into chaos, almost spiraling out of control.]

"Dear audience and listeners, we are about to broadcast Grandma's supreme instruction from the scene.

Please take notes, repeatedly study and understand its spirit!

Grandma's instruction for this conference is: 'If only I had known this would happen, why be a pig!'—Please recite this in unison

twenty times to deepen your impression!"

"If only I had known this would happen, why be a pig!—"

"If only I had known this would happen, why be a pig!—"

"Alright, now we invite our special guest, the manager and employee of the China Wet Oil Gas

Station, , to announce the rules of this Chicken King Championship. Please give him a

warm welcome!"

A burly man with a dark face walked onto the stage step by step, his metal baseball bat making

rhythmic . The bat was still covered in dark red liquid that hadn't dried completely. When the spotlight

shone on the man's shiny bald head, the audience erupted in screams and applause once again. (Due to the graphic nature of the scene, the spanking scene

has been blurred; please use your imagination.)

"Thank you all for your encouragement. I'm very happy to announce the rules of this competition today. In this competition, each participant

is required to act as a team leader, leading their team members

to freely travel, explore, and build their own brothels within the 9.6 million square kilometers of land we have prepared. Each of you has three million in start-up

capital to use for building brothels of varying sizes.

When a team leads a participant to an area with brothels, the team leader must not prevent team members from entering the brothel

and having relations with our lovely girls. Of course, the team leader must cover the overnight expenses for their team members. The fees will

vary depending on the size and level of the brothel. The specific prices will be determined by the organizing committee based on regional characteristics and visitor flow."

The size of the brothel will be determined by various factors, so there's no need to worry about fairness. The size of the brothel will be determined by its floor space, while its rating

will be based on the service and skill levels of the girls. Each time a participant visits a brothel under their name, they can pay

to improve the girls' service and skill levels. The organizing committee has set five

ratings Brothels that achieve a five-star rating will receive a free fireworks celebration provided by the organizing committee!

The organizing committee will continuously provide more participants based on the progress of the competition and the development of the brothels .

Of course, the more participants, the more expenses the participants will have to pay, and similarly,

the more overnight fees other participants will pay.

Given the increasingly severe financial crisis, to ensure the smooth running of the competition, stock trading or any

related .

To increase the fun and unfairness of the competition, the organizers have prepared a large number of cards and props for the contestants

to use. Specific usage instructions are clearly provided in the user manual. The organizers have also announced that

the manufacturer of these cards and props has stated that they will not guarantee the quality of such unethical and inhumane products.

Therefore, any beneficial or detrimental consequences arising from the use of these cards and props will be borne by the contestants themselves; injuries will not be compensated, and

death from explosions is entirely their own responsibility.

The ten contestants will be divided into two groups of five. One contestant will be randomly selected to receive a bye and

advance directly to the next round, reflecting the unfairness of the competition. Four contestants will compete to determine one loser. The three

winners another loser

. Two contestants will then be randomly selected from the remaining six to enter the revival round. The four previously eliminated contestants will then compete in an additional match to determine two more revival round participants . These two revival round participants will then compete against the two randomly selected contestants to determine one final winner, who will then compete against the final winner

from the remaining four .

If you don't understand, just leave it at that. The point is to strive for first place in every match.

Okay, that concludes the rules. Now, let me introduce our new product.

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encounter the tragic scene of "blood flowing from your rear end"? Please use A8 lubricant. It uses internationally advanced technology,

is non-toxic, harmless, and has a fruity scent. One bottle is equivalent to five bottles... "

Hey A8, just between you two, I saw a black cotton monkey in the audience just now..."

"There's another one that slipped through the net? Damn!"

"Thank you, A8. A8's last few words violated

Resolution No. 9988174 of this dynasty, which prohibits the public publication of advertisements for breast enhancement, weight loss, and adult products. Therefore, everyone can pretend they

didn't hear them and return to your beloved unscrupulous hands.

Next, I will introduce the 10 contestants participating in this competition. They are: Number 1, the reigning champion

Chicken King, Mrs. Qian; Number 2, Mrs. Qian's baby, Jin Beibei, participating for the first time; Number 3, Sun

Xiaomei from Beijing; Number 4, Birdie from the Native American tribe; Number 5, Tangtang from Taiwan; Number 6, the seventy-year-old but

still young-hearted Uncle Atu; Number 7, the universally disliked and vicious villain Da..." The cheater; number eight is

Chief Shalombas, who grew up drinking oil; number nine is Ninja Rantaro's classmate from Japan; and the last

one is also a rising star from Japan, Miyamoto Takarazo.

Sorry, we just received a protest from Birdie, oh wait, I mean Umi. She said if I write her

name a little longer and pronounce it as Birdie, she'll cut off my penis and feed it to her pet wolf. So, we

formally apologize to Birdie and Umi, and we promise we will never

associate .

Alright, now let's welcome our special guest, Magic Rabbit, to announce our schedule, which was determined by drawing lots

. Please give her another round of applause.

"On behalf of the competition committee, I announce the competition group assignments: Group A: Numbers 1, 3, 5

, and 7, with number 1 receiving a bye in the first round; Group B: Numbers 2, 4, 6, 8, and 10, with

number 2 receiving a bye in the first round. Please don't be surprised by the group assignments. This arrangement reflects

the

unfairness of this competition because Mrs. Qian and her daughter provided the organizing committee with 500,000 yuan for confidential office expenses before the competition began. Thank you again, and thank you to Vitality 68 Mineral Water for sponsoring this competition.

Vitality 68, a little sweet…"

"Alright, alright, are you out of your mind? This is a live stream, if you want to increase your viewership, go drink your mineral water!

Don't gossip here, get off the stage.

Ladies and gentlemen, although Rabbit is honest to the point of being a bit dim-witted, please rest assured, this competition will

continue to support vulgarity and showcase its consistent shamelessness, ensuring the competition is exciting and entertaining. Now, please welcome

the representative of the contestants, the youngest contestant, Jin Beibei, to speak. "Jin Beibei was sitting in her stroller,

happily giggling, and while laughing, she drew a few words on her diaper with her own urine. The words

were: You fucking idiot, I can't even speak yet, what the hell do you want me to say? Prostatitis

, fucking is tiring.

"Next, please welcome all the girls from the Lamb Art Troupe's Night Team to present the dance: Wenxing My

Home. And the song 'Two Lambs,' with lyrics by Adai and sung by the famous singing group SRWX.

Please give them a round of applause—"

The following thousand words describing the dance and song are omitted... (Welcome Adai to write the lyrics!)

"Please give another round of applause to thank the artists who have given us such a wonderful performance. Finally,

let's give Grandma a round of applause as warm as we can to light the theme torch for this competition: '

Burning Lust,' and announce the start of the competition."

Grandma, with one shoulder exposed, made a gesture of turning around and smiling. The moment her small bamboo fan touched her head

, the torch shot straight into the sky, like a giant phallus pointing directly at the heavens.

"I hope this blazing fire of lust will ignite the flames in the hearts of the contestants. Let's all compete in the most vulgar and shameless ways, bringing

us a fierce and exciting competition. I declare the competition open!"

Dear viewers, you understand now, right? It turns out there was a reason for Grandma's coma. In her mind, she was

hosting a world-renowned chicken king competition. Hehe, it seems there's a reason for that strange laughter. If I could organize

such a competition, I'd probably wake up laughing long ago.

Grandma's willpower is truly extraordinary. We all hope she doesn't wake up, at least let us finish

watching the game. God bless her! Amen!

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Upon learning that the game Grandma created in her dream was Monopoly, my favorite

game , my excitement immediately soared. Ah, I miss those days in university, the spectacular sight of four people playing and sixteen people watching. Much more civilized and much more fun

than the later game where thirty-two people played CS all night for 1200 rounds . 　　Knowing how different Grandma's dream game is from the real Monopoly, I might as well join in and observe. My character, of course, is still my favorite, number five, Tangtang. Cute little princess, strive to reach the finals! 　　"Attention everyone, attention everyone, the competition is about to begin! It's about to begin ! This is the most popular and approachable host of the season, and Wuliang, providing you with live commentary. 　　Before the competition begins, let me first read out Grandma's most exciting instruction. Please understand its spirit and read it carefully: Distance is the killer of love. 　　Okay, now let me announce today's contestants: Contestant number three, Sun Xiaomei; Contestant number five, Tangtang; Contestant number seven , Da Laoqian; and Contestant number nine, Rentaro. The four contestants are now in their positions in the planes above the competition venue. After , the contestants will randomly land on the field." Anywhere in the venue, recruit team members on-site. Only contestants who recruit ten team members can start the competition. Violators will be declared bankrupt by the organizing committee. 　　Today's competition will determine one loser, and the remaining three will advance to the next round. Okay, enough , let's watch today's competition—a quick advertisement before we begin: the designated bra brand for all the girls in this competition is the 'Guilty Industry' professional invisible magic bra, big breast bra. Big breast bra, big is king... " Listening to that shameless voice echoing in my ears, I felt waves of nausea. I didn't know airsickness felt so bad. I really hope the competition starts soon. 　　"Listen up, everyone!" A shrill voice rang out in the cabin, "I am the captain of this aircraft, Wen. You can call me Wen, or Stinky Wen, it's all the same." 　　Hehe, what a cute name, I couldn't help but chuckle. 　　"We're now over the competition venue. Command has been given; we can now airdrop you onto the field. Please prepare to begin the competition." 　　It was finally about to start. I felt a little nervous. I stood up and checked my parachute with everyone else. "However, before you leave, please prepare 200,000 yuan per person for the airfare. Thank you for your cooperation and support . On behalf of the airline, I thank you all for your support." 　　"Why don't you just rob someone?!" a man with a mustache and sunglasses exclaimed. I noticed his badge read "7," probably the conman. A commotion erupted in the cabin; everyone expressed their disapproval. 　　"I knew you'd refuse, so I prepared this for you." Wen pressed a button on the remote, and the conman's seat suddenly activated a mechanism, causing him to vanish from his seat. A scream followed—"You scoundrel—" 　　"Remember, my name is Wen. You can call me Wen, or stinky Wen. I'm a hoodlum, not a scoundrel. Alright, the remaining three, I can give you a discount. Just pay 250,000 each ." 　　"Baka! We Yamato ninjas will not surrender to a lowly scoundrel like you! Hey hoodlum , can you give me a 20% discount? I'll tie these two beauties up for you to enjoy... " 　　The ninja's fawning voice sent chills down my spine. Although I had already anticipated that I wouldn't emerge unscathed , I was prepared to sacrifice everything to save enough money to buy my favorite Naked Lamb Original World 2006 bound volume. I just hadn't expected to encounter something like this before the competition even started . 　　"Haha, Brother Shinobu's suggestion is excellent, I agree with it perfectly. I suggest that these two beauties don't need to be tied up. As long as you're willing to take off your clothes and jump down, I can waive all your fees and let Brother Shinobu pay instead. I can even give you a 20% discount. How about that?" 　　Upon hearing this, Shinobu took out his calculator, quickly pressed a few buttons, shouted " Don't ask a miser for money!", and then fainted. 　　"Poor thing, can't even handle this?" Ween pressed the button again, and Nintaro flew out of the cabin. "Ladies, do I need to say anything more?" 　　"It's just taking off clothes, what's the big deal?" Sun Xiaomei, dressed in red, was clearly a hot girl Without saying a word, she started unbuttoning her clothes and quickly stripped naked. She stood boldly at the cabin door and asked, "Can I get off now?" 　　Sun Xiaomei, fair-skinned and naked, stood in front of me. I was a little surprised by her breasts. Although I knew she was only 13 years old, judging from the size of her chest, it was almost comparable to mine. Good heavens, what's wrong with girls these days? Her smooth belly and the little mound below her waist with just a few light-colored pubic hairs peeking out , she actually dared to expose her body in front of a group of wolf-like men. It really surprised and shocked me. 　　"Sister Tangtang, what are you waiting for? Do you think they'll let you go?" Sun Xiaomei's words immediately made me understand my position. For the sake of my bound volume, I was willing to go all out. Fine, I'll take it off. 　　Unbuttoning my favorite pink dress, I unconsciously started comparing . Subconsciously, I puffed out my already large breasts; I couldn't let the little sister outshine me, I thought. 　　Wen was scanning my entire body with a gaze that made me blush. As I removed my last line of defense, my favorite strawberry panties, I felt a strange, tingling pleasure as Wen's gaze . I shivered, unsure if it was from the cold or something else, and felt a little wet down there. 　　"Can we go now?" I awkwardly moved closer to Sun Xiaomei. "Of course."

"Sure, beautiful women always deserve care and preferential treatment. You won't have taken off your clothes for nothing. I'll give you two a gift.

This number belongs to a friend of mine named Qiufeng. He'll help you arrange your group members after you get off. You

don't need recruit on the spot; the competition can start as soon as you land. This is his phone number; contact him when you get off. Oh right,

I forgot to give you change for the phone call. One yuan each. Just... put it in your little pussy.

Don't blame Brother Wen if you can't hold it in..."

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One Yuan Coin in Hand

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The cold coin squeezed into my labia. I tried to hold it in. I walked to the door, and the

moment I jumped out of the plane, I suddenly realized we'd been tricked...

Less than a second later, we landed on the ground. Around us was a group of

people wearing red and pink t-shirts; clearly, we were their group members.

Seeing us land naked in the middle of the crowd, everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into

cheerful laughter. A middle-aged, overweight man wearing wide-rimmed glasses stepped out from the crowd, smiling amicably,

though incongruously, he had a lollipop dangling from his mouth.

"My name is Qiufeng, I'm the hotel owner. You two must have been tricked by that little rascal Wen again ,

right? As compensation, I've already recruited your team members and changed them to your favorite colors.

How about it, red and pink, do you like them?"

"I love the colors, but Beibei, you can't make us compete naked, can you give us some clothes

?" Sun Xiaomei solved my biggest problem. "That's easy, but there's a small condition:

I only need to charge one yuan for costs.

" "Here's one yuan, Beibei, take it yourself." Sun Xiaomei spread her legs, her vagina tightly gripping

the coin; she seemed quite confident in her body. I didn't know if she was too mature or too naive.

"Little Mei is so good. Here, Beibei will give you a lollipop. How about Beibei kisses you?"

"Then Beibei will give Little Mei another 100,000 yuan. How about Little Mei sleeps with Beibei for one night? Little Mei likes

playing games with Beibei's little brother."

"Damn, she's lost all her loli charm. These days, little girls are so boring," Qiufeng said,

throwing down Sun Xiaomei's clothes and turning to walk towards me. I saw Sun Xiaomei quickly put on her clothes, leading

the group members in red t-shirts, and disappearing in a flash.

"Sister Tangtang, where's your one yuan?" Qiufeng smiled kindly at me, making me feel

a kind of kinship. However, this smile was completely out of sync with his request. "I really like

collecting coins that little girls have put in their hands, especially those with cute little secretions on them. If there's menstrual blood,

they're even more valuable." I reached between my legs to touch the coin Wen had inserted, but all I

felt was a wet, slippery liquid. It must have fallen out when it landed because it was too slippery.

Seeing Qiu Feng's serious expression, I realized it wouldn't be easy to get my clothes back. Remembering his earlier

disappointment, I decided to try something else.

"Uncle, I... I don't have any money. Please help me, Uncle." I hugged my knees, squatting pitifully

on the ground, looking up at him.

"Really? How did you lose them? It's difficult for Uncle to help you without money." Qiu Feng was clearly very

focused , pacing back and forth beside me.

"Uncle Feng, please help me! I'll earn the money and repay you properly. Just please let me start

the competition . Everyone else has already taken the first step, and I haven't even moved yet. Please, Uncle Feng!" My cute, teary eyes were my

ultimate weapon; I believed they would be very effective on an uncle who liked cute little girls.

He thought for a moment, then squatted down, lifted my face, and wiped away my tears as he said, "How about this,

you put this inside your little sister for a while," he took the lollipop out of his mouth, "Let Uncle taste what's down there and

Uncle will let you go."

"It's so big, Uncle's will tear my little sister apart—"

"Don't worry, I'll be very careful, Uncle will take care of you..."

The lollipop spun around inside my body a few times, the feeling was similar to when a vibrator was inserted.

I held back from making a sound. Qiu Feng thrust a few times inside me, pulled the lollipop out, put it in his mouth, smacked

his lips, nodded in satisfaction, and then handed me the clothes.

"Little sister, do your best in the competition! Uncle will cheer you on. Here's 50

points I'm personally sponsoring you. Keep it safe and use it carefully."

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50 Points Acquired

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After getting dressed and gathering my team members, I was ready to set off. I took out the dice and started my

competition . Buying land, buying land, haha, I rolled three ones in a row! I've bought three plots of land in one block. I can

build a huge brothel now! Haha, whoever walks into my territory will have to pay me a hefty overnight

fee. I'm so lucky!

The broadcast channel kept updating the competition situation. Now, Big Boss and Sun Xiaomei have four plots of land

, while Ninja Taro only has three because he wasted a day in the park. Now it's my turn. There are still two plots left in this

block . If I can roll a one or a two, I'll be awesome on this street! Hehe,

one, two, oh!

Unfortunately, a three appeared, so I had to lead everyone to the street corner. There was a

huge , which made me very nervous. I usually have bad luck when it comes to gambling…

Sure enough, I suddenly lost control of my body and stripped naked again, running quickly down the street while

stroking my chest. As I ran, I heard a nasty

voice beside me—"Tangtang will receive a 300 yuan reward for publicly streaking at the street corner."

I didn't know whether to be happy or cry!

A few more rounds passed, and everyone was at peace, expanding their own territories. I joined a few…

The contestants had met, but since it was still early in the competition, no one made any big moves, and everyone readily paid when

passing by . Fortunately, my initial contiguous plots of land earned me

my first pot of gold.

In the initial development phase, everyone was friendly, and there were no instances of sabotage. However, the calmest hour is before

the storm , and the carefully maintained balance was finally

broken in Nintaro's round…

Although Nintaro occupied the fewest plots of land among the four, because he landed near the amusement park

, he controlled the most points. In the last round, he successfully entered the famous adult toy

store, purchasing several items. Unwilling to be eliminated in the first round, Nintaro

launched an attack on Sun Xiaomei, who was currently ranked first. Before the two met, Nintaro ruthlessly threw a timed vibrator

behind him. A dark cloud immediately began to hang over the three people in front of the vibrator.

First Sun Xiaomei, then me, and finally Da Laoqian. The three of us had to pass by this

incessantly vibrating egg that would activate after thirty-eight steps. Although whoever got it

could given our current positions, no matter who got it, unless

Nintaro himself caught up, we wouldn't have a chance to pass it on. Five days in the hospital, for sure.

Sun Xiaomei rolled a four, just one space away. She patted her chest, let out a sigh of relief, swiped her

card, and led her group to her brothel to train the girls. Next up was me. It was probably pointless

. I closed my eyes, rolled the dice, and awaited my fate.

And my luck was truly incredible; it really was six! I got the first unlucky "egg" of the competition— 　　a huge 38 standing above my head, the ticking sound starting to ring out. Everyone seemed to be staring wide-eyed, waiting 　　　　　　　　　　　　for the 　　scene

of the vibrating

egg being inserted into my vagina after the 38th step 　　. ——

... Several group members took off their shoes and entered a Japanese -style private room, each accompanied by a brightly dressed young woman. 　　"Miss, would you like us to arrange for someone to help you relax?" 　　The hostess at the door was very courteous. I was tired, and since I couldn't avoid tomorrow anyway, I figured I might as well enjoy myself today. "Okay, call your best masseuse. I need a full-body relaxation. Remember , the best." 　　Entering my room, I first took a comfortable shower in the bathroom, leaving all the sweat and dirt . My skin was flushed. I leaned against the sink, stretched my back muscles, and loosened my neck. I took out my razor and began to groom my underarms. 　　After the hot water, my pores were wide open, and the cool foam on my underarms felt itchy and comfortable. After a while of massage, I was about to start grooming when there was a knock at the door. 　　A very neutral voice came from outside; I couldn't quite tell if it was male or female. "Miss Tangtang, I'm Magic Rabbit, the head masseur of this shop." 　　"Oh, wait a moment." I was hesitating whether to open the door and let it in to help me shave my armpits when it continued speaking outside . 　　"Hello, I'm coming in. Please rest assured, our service is the best, and we will definitely satisfy you. Please trust our professionalism." 　　The door wasn't locked, and it—no, I can't call it that now—pulled open the door and came in. I saw such a handsome face; I wouldn't call it handsome, but rather beautiful, which made me a little jealous. Unfortunately, there was a lot of stuff in his underwear, so he must have been very "professional." 　　He knelt beside me and bowed very respectfully, which made me a little uncomfortable, but he did n't seem to mind at all. He smiled slightly, took the razor from my hand, and had me sit down by the bathtub . He placed my right arm on his shoulder and carefully shaved my armpits. I'm always very careful when I shave, afraid of hurting myself, and now that the razor was in his hands, I was even more nervous. He seemed to sense my worry, and while gently cutting, he talked to me to distract me and help me relax. 　　"Miss Tangtang, you're my first customer for this competition. His Highness Nintaro arranged for only me to serve the competition's guests, and you're still the first." 　　"Is that so? Then I'm truly honored." 　　"You're too kind. It should be my honor, and I'm so lucky to be able to serve a lady with such beautiful skin." 　　"You're flattering me, hehe." Although I knew it was flattery, I still felt quite pleased. 　　"I'm telling the truth! Your skin is even smoother than my cousin's, and your figure is even better than my aunt's." 　　"So you've already slept with them?" 　　"Hehe, look at you! I only gave them massages. I'll provide you with a full , so please enjoy. Okay, please turn around." 　　"Is it over?" I raised my right arm and touched it. It was really great, not . It was definitely cleaner than shaving myself. "Having to shave every time is such a hassle. I wonder if there's a way to get rid of it once and for all. I really don't like this hair." 　　"If you'd like, I can do hair removal for you." 　　"Won't it hurt? I'm very afraid of pain." 　　"Don't worry, all my clients are very satisfied with my results."

"Let's give it a try," his firmness gave me a lot of confidence. "But if you hurt me, no money, haha

."

He chuckled, got up, and picked me up. I hooked my arms around his neck, letting him hold me.

The feeling of weightlessness made me a little dizzy. I closed my eyes, and he placed me on the bed. Sometime later, he

had laid out a layer of fur on the bed. The contact of my bare skin with the smooth, soft fur immediately made

all my muscles relax.

He took some gel-like substance and applied it to my armpits, then placed a piece of paper on top,

letting me hold my hands for a while. I rolled over, letting him massage me from behind. My head rested on one side,

enjoying his care.

The fragrant oil was evenly applied to my body, smelling like jasmine or

lavender—it made me feel languid, both physically and mentally. I didn't want to talk or move, but

listening to his words, I wasn't sleepy at all.

"This oil is a family secret recipe. It can relax the mind and maintain the skin's elasticity.

The oil I'm using is for relaxation at the beginning of the massage, allowing your body to completely relax, making it easier

for the following steps."

I felt his strength was considerable, but the pressure was precise. From the base of my hair to my waist, he gently

covered every inch of my skin, making me feel incredibly comfortable. His hands were very proper, his fingertips brushing across

the sides without any intention of moving downwards, which reassured me greatly. After rubbing my upper body, he

poured some oil on my buttocks and continued massaging me. Now I know the advantage of a man with big hands; both of my

buttocks were perfectly within his grasp, and the gentle caresses only made me feel warm,

without any desire.

He truly is a professional. His fingers slid down between my thighs, stopping just above my anus without

going . Then he moved to my legs, all the way to the soles of my feet. Next, finally, he reached the front. I was so comfortable that

he even helped me turn over. I felt as if I had lost all control of myself, as if my whole body was paralyzed.

He first lay on top of me, but his elbows and knees supported his body, so he didn't

touch me at all. He placed his hands on my face, kneading my face with his palms, his thumbs

slowly , and his other four fingers massaging my scalp from top to bottom. "This will make

your hair stronger and prevent hair loss. You can try it yourself."

He spoke to me in this position, so calmly that I could hardly feel his breath. I thought he

must be very strong.

After massaging for a while, he moved away from me and began to apply oil to my neck and shoulders. I

eagerly thrust my chest upwards, but he deliberately avoided it. I twisted my body in protest, only to hear

him softly say, "Don't worry, there will be special services for your breasts and genitals later. Please relax and enjoy..."

With such assurance, I relaxed and enjoyed his gentle caresses on my body. The right

amount of pressure made me feel comfortable without arousing too much desire. It was truly a relaxing feeling.

However, it wasn't long before I slowly began to feel my body becoming more sensitive. Not only

could I clearly feel the soft hair beneath me, but I could even feel the movement of the air.

My body started to heat up, and my skin seemed to tighten, giving me an even

stronger . At this moment, his hands began to rest on my breasts. The cool massage lotion

made me groan a few times as my overly sensitive breast skin came into contact with it. Although it was cool, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all

. Throughout the massage, my nipples were kept out of reach, but the coolness had already made them stand up

sensitively . I could feel them swell.

His hands made very regular circles on my breasts, and I could feel his pressure increasing.

I could even feel that a few times he had dug his fingers deep into my flesh. However, for

some reason, I didn't feel any discomfort at all. Instead, I felt the tightness in my chest gradually disappear.

"Miss Tangtang, it'll be a little hot in a bit, just bear with it, it'll be over soon."

I nodded, trying to relax and wait. Sure enough, I felt two high-wattage light bulbs focusing

on my nipples through a spotlight. It was hot, but not unbearable. My body is already very sensitive, and these

sensitive nipples suddenly being baked felt incredibly hot.

Within seconds, I could feel sweat starting to bead on my forehead. Just then, the lights moved away

, and I breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing. This special service was quite interesting; I'd never

tried …

"Ah…" I screamed, almost jumping off the bed. My

nipples were now suddenly covered with ice cubes. The intense wetness made the stimulation unbearable, and I

cried out. But the brief discomfort was immediately swallowed up by the electric current emanating from my nipples. Waves of pleasure,

as the edges of the ice cubes slid across my nipples, gradually overwhelmed my consciousness; I almost lost it.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe not long, but after the two ice cubes completely melted, he wiped the water off my body with a soft cloth and

leaned down to say, "Next is a massage and beauty treatment for your pubic area. Would you like your pubic hair trimmed, shaved, or

removed?"

My mind was almost blank; I couldn't think straight. "Which do you think is more suitable? "

"Oh, personally, I prefer removal; it saves a lot of trouble. However, if this is your

first time , I suggest you shave. If you're not used to being bare, it will grow back. What do you

think, miss?"

"Whatever you say."

"Okay."

He gently parted my legs, first trimming my curly pubic hair with scissors, then

applying and gently massaging it for a while.

If his touch before only gave me a feeling of relaxation, this was the exact opposite. His fingertips

were pressing right above my clitoris, and each sweep increased my excitement. The razor

gently moved across my mons pubis, and the massage oil had made my skin extremely sensitive; now I could almost feel...

Feeling the blade rubbing against my pubic hair, I wanted to move, but the sharp blade made me

afraid , and I could only endure the indescribable feeling.

Finally, he finished shaving the hair on my mons pubis, and spread my legs, exposing my entire vulva to him

. "Miss, now we need to deal with the hair roots around the labia. It will hurt a little, please bear with it."

If he had said this to me earlier, I think I would have refused his offer, but at this moment, I

only the thought of letting him do as he pleased, and I had no desire to resist at all.

He used another kind of oil and applied it to my entire vulva, saying to me as he did so, "

Miss 's labia are a very beautiful color, pink and shiny. It is

an honor to serve such a beautiful vulva. There isn't much hair on your labia, so it's easy to deal with, and once it's done like this, no more hair

will grow here, and it will be very easy to maintain." As he spoke, I suddenly realized that he had just plucked one of my pubic hairs.

Oh my god, the instant pain mixed with a tingling and itchy feeling made me scream again and again. Strangely enough,

the pain each time I pulled it out wasn't unbearable; in fact, it gave me a constant sense of pleasure.

"This pubic hair removal oil can dilate pores and provide a short-term numbing effect, lasting

about ten minutes, so you won't feel too much pain."

"Now I'll do some vaginal care for you."

Good heavens, this was the first time I'd ever heard of this term. How would he do it?

A tool about the thickness of a finger was inserted into my vagina. I felt warm water flowing into my

body . The tip of the tool seemed to have a small, vibrating, rotating nozzle. The fine stream of water powerfully washed over

the inner walls of my vagina. I felt an indescribable sensation. After a few rounds of washing, the intense stimulation

actually brought me to orgasm, and I came… A few seconds of dazedness filled me with shame. I

covered my face with my hands, afraid to make a sound.

"Miss Tangtang, did you feel good just now? Actually, orgasm is the best form of relaxation. After you've finished washing,

I'll give you an internal massage with my penis. Don't worry, I won't ejaculate inside without your consent.

Please enjoy it. My penis is coated with a lot of specially formulated nursing oil, which can enhance the elasticity of your

vagina and prevent many gynecological inflammations.

Okay, now that you've finished washing, Miss Tangtang, please lie down. Next, I'll give you a labia massage."

After saying that, he spread my legs apart, placed my feet on his shoulders, lifted my

buttocks , and began to lick my vulva with his tongue.

He licked very carefully, meticulously licking every fold of my labia majora and minora. Although it felt good, this feeling was completely different from

oral sex . I could feel that he wasn't stimulating my sexual desire, but simply

massaging my vulva with his tongue.

When his tongue forcefully pushed into my anus, my second orgasm came... He carefully licked

away the fluid that had flowed out, cleaned me up, helped me sit up, and placed a mirror between my legs

.

"Miss Tangtang, please feel it yourself. Are you satisfied?"

This was the first time I had observed my genitals like this. I touched it with my hand, and wow, was this really my

vulva? Not only could I not feel a trace of pubic hair, but the tightly closed labia majora

made me look like I was only six years old.

"Your skills are really great."

"Miss Tangtang, please lie down. I will now massage your vagina. Please relax and enjoy it."

"If you make me feel good, I can consider letting you ejaculate inside."

"Don't worry, Miss, I will do my best."

The thick penis slowly entered my body. The thorough massage and two consecutive orgasms had made

me sufficiently wet to welcome its entry. The tip of the glans pressed against my cervix, causing a little pain, but this

simultaneous pain and pleasure had already formed a conditioned reflex in my body. I knew that the brief, slight

pain would be accompanied by boundless pleasure. I didn't know what he was doing, only that the not-so-intense thrusting,

friction, and rubbing against my cervix had almost driven me crazy. I experienced

a feeling similar in form to intercourse but completely different in content. The feeling wasn't intense, but it made me

sink deeper and deeper, like being trapped in mud. Fullness, tenderness, and lingering pleasure—I couldn't find the words to describe it. I only knew that I held him tightly,

enjoying his ministrations.

When the pleasure built up to the point of explosion, I cried out my needs.

"Faster, faster, harder, don't stop, ah, harder…"

In the throes of orgasm, I lost consciousness, again and again, until I was utterly exhausted.

Although I had been having sex with Rabbit for a long time yesterday, I didn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, I

rested very well. It seems that orgasm is the best form of relaxation—that's absolutely true.

After tidying up the group, although this overnight fee was the highest I'd ever paid, it was worth it.

This good mood even made the huge "3" above my head seem less annoying. "It's just a five-day hospital stay

, what's the big deal? Haha, sure enough, I bumped into it! The card shop is just two steps ahead.

I haven't used the points Qiufeng gave me yet. This time, as long as I buy the 'God-Giving Talisman,' everything will be okay. I don't need to go to the hospital, and

I can continue the competition!

" "Welcome! Please feel free to shop!" A girl with a cute face

greeted . She had an oval face, single eyelids, small cherry lips, and smiling willow-leaf eyebrows. Her headdress was

shaped like a snowflake, very unique and easy to recognize.

"Let me see the cards in stock."

"Okay, this way please. Here's all the cards we have in stock, including land exchange cards, tax inspection cards,

land purchase cards, etc. Please feel free to choose. We also have the latest gem cards, which can be combined with other cards to

double their effect. Prices are transparent and fair."

"Do you have any 'Gift God' cards?"

"I'm really sorry," the sweet-faced saleswoman glanced at the card list and continued,

"We don't have any 'Gift God' cards in stock right now, so we can't provide them to you."

I was a little disappointed, but there was nothing I could do. After all, it was a competition, and luck is something you can't

control. "Okay, thank you," I saw the name on her name tag—Bing La Ya, "Your name

is very cute."

Hearing the voice, I turned around and

saw . He wore a long red baseball cap, beneath which were two small, shrewd eyes. What struck me most

was his enormous nose—truly the biggest I'd ever seen, almost twice the size of mine.

"Oh, manager, about the free gift you mentioned, how could I possibly say that without your permission?" "

Haha, Miss Tangtang, it's a rare treat for you to grace our shop with your presence today. We can't let you leave disappointed. If I'm not

mistaken, what you need is a 'God-Giving Card,' right?"

"That's right." I didn't have much of a liking for this face.

"Hmm, if that's the case, I happen to have one that I kept as a special collectible. I can

consider giving it to Miss Tangtang as a free gift."

"What are your conditions?" I heard the veiled meaning in his words. "Miss Tangtang is indeed very

reasonable Please take a look, Miss Tangtang." The man pulled a booklet from behind him and handed it

to me.

This is a photo album, filled with upskirt photos and cleavage shots of girls. This

man must be a perverted guy who loves taking photos without consent. "What do you want me to do?" I

had absolutely no interest in the contents, so I closed the album and handed it back to him. "It's simple. I want Miss Tangtang to be

my model and add a 'pink series' section to my candid photo collection."

"What pink series?" "

I really like Miss Tangtang's pink panties. I hope to keep a few more pictures as

the climax . Miss Tangtang, I'm willing to offer this 'gift card' plus a motorcycle as a thank you."

"Your offer is quite good. It seems I have no choice but to accept." "

Since you agree, please come to the inner room. You can also visit my studio. Please come

in—"

The room they passed was like a television studio, with a dozen screens

monitoring . One of them showed two white buttocks with a thin blue strip between them

. "This is the girl outside. I really don't know why girls these days like thongs

so . They're not seductive at all." The snow-white buttocks, the blue strip of fabric, swaying back and forth,

combined with the cute face outside, were quite interesting.

Standing in the spotlight wasn't a first for me, but lifting my skirt to expose my pink underwear

was a first. Luckily, unlike photoshoots, I didn't need to pose deliberately. I

just needed to change positions and pick things up – basically, the same few obvious

spots where I'd be exposed – and this guy took his fill.

I changed into six different sets of pink underwear, stockings, and bras. Although he acted like a

professional photographer and didn't take advantage of me at all, I suspect he probably took quite a few

sneaky photos .

After spending most of the day, I finally satisfied him. I packed my clothes and prepared to leave.

The man gave me a satisfied, wicked smile that sent chills down my spine.

"Miss Tangtang, this is the 'God-Giving Card' I promised you, and also, here's the motorcycle key."

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Obtained God-Giving Card, Obtained Motorcycle

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"Also, this collection of secretly filmed photos of a Honda oral sex man is for you. I hope you like my work; it has

my autograph on it. Although it's not worth much, I believe it will help you in future competitions."

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Taguchi Pervert's Hidden Camera Collection Acquired

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Leaving the prop shop, I took another look at Bing Laya, who was greeting customers at the door. Looking at her cute

black maid outfit, and thinking about her snow-white buttocks and thong, I smiled at her, took out the God-Sending Card, and recited the incantation on the back of

the card : "In the name of the moon, evil spirits begone!"

A ray of auspicious light descended from the clouds, and a moment later, the huge number above my head disappeared. I could

start ! I couldn't wait to start the engine, and the two dice rolled a nine.

It felt so good to be able to speed like the wind.

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Send the God Card, timer off, motorcycle 　　in use ,　　　　dice 　　count 　　increased to 　　two——

... 　　"Sister Tangtang, wake up! How are you feeling today?" 　　A familiar voice rang in my ears. I tried to open my eyes, but the bright sunlight made me close them again. I don't know how many days I'd been unconscious; my mind was still a bit foggy. I tried to move my body. My neck could move, but my right arm was in a cast, probably broken. I could move most of the other parts of my body, but they ached all over, and I could barely move them . 　　After my eyes adjusted to the sunlight for a while, I opened them, and a cute face came into view. 　　"It's you?" In front of me was Binglaya, dressed in a pink nurse's uniform. 　　"Sister, it's me! Hehe, I bribed the author of this article, and he let me go to every place..."

"I'm working, haha, it's so nice to be here."

"What happened to me?" My mind was still a bit foggy.

"This accident was terrible! You were going 75 kilometers per hour and crashed into a telephone pole. If you hadn't been wearing a helmet

, you might have been sent straight to the crematorium. Ah, sorry, I spoke too quickly, I'm really sorry."

"Haha, it's nothing. You've survived a close call, so good fortune is sure to follow." I smiled, stretched my body,

and then asked, "How many days have I been in bed?" "Today is the fourth day. You can be discharged the day after tomorrow."

"Can I recover in two days?" I couldn't quite believe it. My right arm, in a cast, seemed

unlikely. "Is my arm broken?"

"Hehe, please trust our doctor, he's very skilled.

You may not have heard of his name, Soulasylum, but his genital vibration therapy device saved your life!"

"What kind of therapy device?"

"Hehe, you'll find out when you receive treatment. Oh, by the way, it's time for afternoon treatment

, I'll go call the doctor." "Dr. Soulasylum, Dr. Soulasylum! The patient is awake!"

"How many times have I told you, no loud noises allowed in the hospital!" A stern voice

rang out .

"Doctor, I know I was wrong, but there's only one patient in the hospital. If I don't speak loudly, it'll

feel like a haunted house..."

"You dare talk back?" After a clang of metal, Binglaya, with a huge bump on her head, returned to my ward with

tears in her eyes . "Are you alright?" The bag looked terrifying, as big as a steamed bun.

"Why was that doctor so fierce?"

"Waaah... it's nothing, I get it several times a day. But the doctor is really kind,

he did this to save you..."

"Xiao Bing, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll fire you!"

Strange, I didn't see anyone, but the voice was clearly inside the room.

"I say, Miss Tangtang, speeding is deadly. You might not be so lucky to meet a doctor

as ." A figure jumped onto my bed at lightning speed and stood beside me.

I couldn't believe my eyes. A child who looked only one year old, with a

pacifier and a huge purple hat on his head, almost as big as his head,

with a red circle in the middle with the character "淫" (yin, meaning lewd) written on it. This outfit seemed familiar.

"Are you a doctor?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes, yes." Binglaya grabbed the little boy and pulled him into her arms, pressing his head against

her chest. She held him tightly, preventing him from escaping, and grinned mischievously, as if in revenge. "Doctor,

how many times have I told you to take off your shoes before getting into bed!"

After a while, the little boy named Soul broke free from Binglaya's embrace and jumped onto my

bed saying, "Don't just watch the show, it's time for treatment!" Then, the little guy started to pull down my

pants, beckoning Binglaya to help.

"What are you doing?" Being raped by such a young child? I never imagined such a thing! I

struggled and resisted. But the pain all over my body made my resistance meaningless.

Soon, my only hospital gown was removed by two people, and I felt a chill in my lower body. A pair of

warm little hands deftly parted my labia, and a cold metal object was placed directly on my clitoris.

Then, a complete penis-like instrument was inserted into my vagina, and I felt myself being filled instantly.

After it was inserted, the child jumped off the bed. After a few beeps, I realized the device had probably

started working.

The cool metal began to heat up, and soon I felt pleasure

spreading from my clitoris throughout my body. I don't know when it started, but I began to feel vibrations below, and

the waves of pleasure intensified, making me feel like I was about to climax.

However, the vibrations weren't the same as the thrusting sensation. My body began to writhe involuntarily,

and moans escaped my throat uncontrollably. The flood of pleasure surged wildly, but each time

it receded just before breaking through the dam, keeping me in that pre-orgasmic state.

This feeling was insane; I almost lost my mind. I even wanted to reach inside my

vagina there to reach my peak.

I couldn't take it anymore. I started shouting loudly to release my pent-up desire, but the room seemed

very soundproof; no one paid any attention to my struggles. I don't know how much time passed, but Binglaya came to my side and pressed

a few more buttons. Several powerful pulses of electricity surged between my cervix and clitoris, and I

immediately unprecedented orgasm made me faint. I felt a large amount of fluid

gushing out of my body, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, it was already evening. The continuous orgasms left my body extremely tired. I habitually raised

my right arm and rubbed my eyes. Right, wasn't I still in a cast this morning? Could I be healed so quickly? I moved

my body and felt that apart from the fatigue, I didn't have any other discomfort.

I propped myself up and sat up, stretching my slightly sore neck, feeling that all of this was a bit unbelievable.

At this moment, Binglaya came in.

"Sister, your body is recovering very well. I thought you were going to sleep until tomorrow morning." She pushed a

small cart, but instead of medicine, it contained several delicate snacks.

"Your treatment method is very special." I was indeed hungry, so I grabbed the snacks she handed me and

ate them in large bites.

"Hehe, Dr. Soul is a very skilled doctor. The machine he invented can keep a person in a state of high excitement

for a long time . Through this stimulation, the regenerative capacity of human cells is increased by hundreds of times, so

broken bones can heal in less than half a day, and wounds heal as if nothing happened. However, this rapid method

has a side effect: your body will become very sensitive, and you will be particularly prone to orgasms. Fortunately, this

situation will not last too long, a few hours at the shortest, and a day or two at the longest."

"How easy is it?" I asked while eating. "I do like orgasms."

"Hehe, you'll find out soon enough."

After eating, I felt the urge to urinate, so I asked Bingla to help me to the bathroom. Having been in bed for several days, I still felt a little dizzy as soon as I got

out bed. After a moment, I slowly made my way to the bathroom, took off my pants,

squatted on the toilet, and relaxed my tense muscles. The sound of running water filled the air, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It felt like I'd been holding it in for

days ;

I urinated continuously for a long time. The urine washed over my urethra and simultaneously stimulated my labia minora. Oh my god, at that moment

, a wave of pleasure shot through my brain like lightning. I almost lost my balance. I gripped the doorknob tightly,

contracted my lower abdomen forcefully, and the urine gushed out faster—I had an orgasm.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, I took out some toilet paper to wipe myself. Besides the urine, there was also a lot of

white, sticky fluid. This aftereffect of the symptom was truly intense.

"Hehe, sister, it seems you already know about the aftereffects."

"Yes, but this is too sensitive. I can't possibly have orgasms every time I eat or walk, can I?" "That's about it

, so it's best for you to rest in bed as much as possible, sister."

"That's the only way."

Perhaps because I was unconscious for too long, I wasn't sleepy at all after waking up. With nothing to do, I got up and

moved around the room for a bit. I walked around a few times, but didn't feel anything significant, so I decided to go outside for a walk. It

was probably past eight o'clock. It was still quite cold outside, which made me feel much more comfortable. The cold wind

felt nice on my face and cleared my groggy mind.

"Is that Tangtang? I really didn't expect you to come to the hospital?!"

I had heard the voice behind me before. I turned around and saw none other than the airplane

pilot, the "little rascal" Wen who had caused me to fall naked on the ground.

Compared to others, Wen was probably the most good-looking person I had ever seen. Since I had nothing better to

do , I might as well chat with him for a while.

"Why aren't you busy picking up girls on your plane? What are you doing here?"

"Hey, you don't know, that author couldn't find enough people, so he insisted I play several roles.

Ugh, what can I do? I'm too handsome! Refusing would be a disservice to my natural good looks. It's so frustrating!" He finished

, smoothing his hair and striking a cool pose.

"That pendant on your chest is interesting, can I see it?"

"Sure, but you can't take it off. You can only look at it like this." Wen said

, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a large expanse of fair skin. The metal pendant on his chest was of a cute little girl,

but the atmosphere completely changed below. The girl was giving the middle finger in a very lewd gesture.

"It really suits your personality, you little rascal." I smiled, put the pendant back, and

casually ran my hand across his chest. His skin was smooth. "Correction, I'm not a little rascal anymore

. Strictly speaking, I'm a hooligan now."

Looking at his serious expression, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Where can you find a thug as handsome as you? A thug shouldn't be

the kind who rides a motorcycle, wears a leather jacket, and has metal chains jingling around."

"You're talking about a gay guy, okay? Well, I can consider playing various roles, but I don't

know my fans would agree."

"No thanks. If your image is ruined, your fans will blame me. By the way, you said you

're a thug now, can I hire you?"

"Of course! Trust me, I'm a professional thug. I'll extort

protection money from all the brothels along the way. The local brothers are respectful and obey my orders. Anyone who doesn't pay will be shut down

. Of course, I'll take 20% as a service fee."

"So I don't have to pay any points?"

What's she thinking? I'm already being generous by not raising the price because we're acquaintances, and she expects a free meal?

"200 points? That's too high. I only have 50 points so far, and I haven't had a chance to earn any more."

"Let's not talk about that. How's your recovery going?"

"Thanks for your concern, I'm recovering quite well."

"How about we have a vigorous workout under this bright moonlight?!"

"Ah..." I wasn't prepared for this sudden request at all and didn't know how to answer.

"Come on," Wen said, starting to take off his clothes. When I was down to my underwear, he

picked me up and carried me to the open space in the middle.

Suddenly losing my support, I felt dizzy and instinctively reached out to hug Wen's neck. He

grinned mischievously, supporting my buttocks with one hand and my shoulders with the other, and put me down.

The friction of my skin against his clothes when I landed gave me another orgasm.

I held Wen's hand tightly, closed my eyes, and endured the afterglow of the orgasm.

When , I saw a small swimming pool in front of me.

"Wow, I didn't expect the facilities here to be so complete!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Little girl, you're getting the wrong idea," Ween chuckled, patting my bottom. I felt

the fluid from my climax soaking my hospital gown.

"This is a side effect of the treatment!" I stubbornly took a step back, but I knew very well that

the reaction in my lower body when he picked me up wasn't just due to sensitivity.

Ween smiled and said nothing more, simply walking over to a control panel-like device and

pressing a few buttons. The entire pool lit up.

"Brother Ween, swimming at night again? Why didn't you call me?" Bingla pouted as she appeared at

the poolside. "Sister Tangtang, your body hasn't fully recovered yet, you can't do such strenuous exercise

."

"Little Bing, want to eat alone? How can you lie?" Ween pressed a few more buttons, and

the pool lights gradually changed from blue to yellow. "Alright, the water temperature is right. Tangtang, now you should

fully relax in the water; the water pressure will help restore your muscle tone."

"But... I can't swim." I hesitated. Suddenly, Bingla hugged me from behind.

"Don't be afraid, sister. Brother Ween is really good at teaching people to swim."

When Bingla left me, I noticed my hospital gown had been unbuttoned, exposing my breasts.

Exposed to the air, "Don't do this, I, I'm cold..." I couldn't even find a better reason to refuse.

"It won't be cold once we're in the water," Wen said, squatting down to pull down my pants and

taking my hand without a word, leading me into the pool.

The water wasn't deep, just covering my breasts, and the buoyancy gently supported my chest,

relieving much of the usual pressure.

"Sister Tangtang, is the water temperature okay?" Bingla asked me from the poolside, now completely naked

. "If you feel cold, I'll raise it a bit."

"Okay, it's swimming, not a bath, why make it so hot?" Wen said,

turning back "You should come in too, don't catch a cold."

Hearing Wen's words, Bingla immediately jumped into the pool, swam to us in a few strokes, and

hugged . Although the buoyancy made her body almost weightless, the sudden pressure of her

breasts on my back still made me swallow a mouthful of water.

"Can't you be more careful? Always so reckless, you'll get hurt sooner or later." Ween playfully

flicked Binglaya's nose.

"Sister Tangtang, I'm sorry, hehe, I'm so happy to swim with you!" Binglaya

stuck out her tongue and hugged me tightly.

Ween smiled helplessly, grabbed my hand, and continued to pull me into deeper water. I

started to worry because I had to tiptoe to keep my head above water. Ween

continued to pull me, constantly explaining the techniques of treading water, and even let go of my hand—whoosh!—and soon I

swallowed mouthfuls of water. Meanwhile, Binglaya swam happily around me like a fish, making me incredibly jealous.

After a while, I gradually grasped the basics and was able to keep my body afloat

. However, maintaining this posture was really tiring; after kicking hard for a few minutes, my calf

cramped up .

The intense pain caused me to sink into the water instantly. Before I could even scream for help, I choked on a mouthful of water and

almost passed out.

Just then, I grabbed a hand and was pulled to the surface. I had never felt so grateful for air

. I gasped for breath, while Wen held me tightly, patting my back and

saying, "It's okay, it's just a cramp. Come on, let's rest on the side for a bit."

She carried me to the edge of the pool, and I quickly climbed ashore. Wen vigorously rubbed my calf, while she held my

foot and pushed upwards to relieve the cramp. Soon, the situation improved.

After calming down, I jumped back into the water. I felt that this was at least better than being naked on the shore.

Wen told me to stay in the shallow end and practice on my own for a while, while she swam to the deep end to swim with Bingla

. Having just experienced another orgasm while struggling, seeing the two naked figures in the pool

aroused my body again.

The warm pool water slightly reduced the sensitivity of my genitals, but the sight of Wen and Binglaya

's intertwined bodies in the distance made it impossible for me to control my hand reaching for my clitoris. This was my first time

masturbating in the water, and the feeling was truly unique. The

feeling like I was back at thirteen, when I first masturbated. Back then, my pubic hair was just starting to grow,

and my bare genitals and delicate labia seemed ridiculous to me. The fingers inserted into my vagina, moving in and out, brought in

a lot of water, and the feeling was like when the rabbit was giving me a wash—it was incredibly comfortable.

Not far away, Wen was on the surface of the water, seemingly enjoying herself, but Binglaya

was nowhere to be seen . After a while, she suddenly emerged from the water, panting heavily, but after taking a deep breath, she

submerged again.

"Wen, what is Binglaya doing?" I asked curiously.

"Do you even need to ask? If you were between my legs, what would you do?"

"Oh my god, she's underwater, I, this..." For someone who can't swim, underwater oral sex

was completely beyond my imagination.

"Hehe, if you... try it, you'll love... it."

After saying that, Ween shuddered, and at the same time, Bingla Ya rushed out again, panting and complaining to

Ween, "Brother, you're so bad, you shot in my mouth again, I wanted to swallow it, and you almost made me choke on

water."

"Your skills are getting better and better, brother will reward you properly later, now let's

play ." Ween said as he swam towards me.

Although I was looking forward to what was about to happen, I still shook my head in fear. Wen

swam to my side in a few strokes, pulled me into his arms, and gently said, "We won't go to the deep end, we'll stay

here , and..." He reached for my vaginal opening, "Isn't this place ready to accept my

entry?"

"I... I don't want you in." Even in this awkward situation, my last bit of pride wouldn't allow

me to admit that my genitals were soaking wet.

Wen didn't say much, but simply reached out and hugged me, biting my ear and

rubbing his teeth and tongue hard against my sensitive ear. He intertwined his hands and grasped my breasts. My sensitive body

immediately lost its ability to resist under this stimulation.

The pleasure in my upper body made me involuntarily squeeze my legs together, but Bingla suddenly dived under me and pulled

my legs up, making my body float on the surface of the water. Suddenly losing my support, I reflexively

reached out and grabbed Wen's hand to maintain my balance. This sudden change brought me to

another climax.

"Sister Tangtang, you're leaking again. Let me clean you up," Bingla said,

taking my labia into her mouth and rubbing her nose against my clitoris, her most sensitive spot.

Waves of pleasure overwhelmed my hypersensitive self, making me feel like a small boat adrift in a raging storm, unable to control

myself. After several orgasms, I completely lost consciousness, my mind blank, only my hands reflexively

gripping Wen's arm tightly.

When I came to my senses, I was holding Bingla and kissing her, while beneath me, Wen...

He gently stroked my buttocks, his hard penis pressing against my anus, ready to enter at any moment.

"No, don't do it from behind, I don't like it. If you're going to put it in, put it in my little hole." I had no choice

but to beg not to be forced into anal sex. Ween didn't say anything, lifted my body, and I floated in the water, my vagina immediately filled

with his hot penis. 　　The water resistance was great, and Ween couldn't thrust in and out quickly, but each thrust brought in a lot of water, making my vagina feel more and more pressure. 　　After losing my balance, I had to put my weight on Binglaya. Binglaya 's tongue nimbly slid between my lips, one hand stroked my back, and the other kneaded my breasts. My breasts floated in the water, and my nipples hardened and stood erect under Binglaya's stimulation. 　　After fiddling with it for a while, Binglaya handed my arm to Ween, took a breath, and submerged herself in the water. Ween pulled on my arm, continuing to thrust forcefully into my body. At the same time, Binglaya's tongue began to tease my clitoris in sync with her penis, her hands gripping my buttocks tightly, rocking my body in rhythm with her thrusts. After a while, Binglaya surfaced, took my arm from Ween, hugged me again, and began to kiss me passionately. After a while, Binglaya looked up and said, " Sister, take a breath." 　　Before I could understand what she was going to do, I felt myself sinking underwater, so I took a deep breath and was pulled into the water by Binglaya. 　　The danger of suffocation brought with it an indescribable pleasure. The penis inside my vagina suddenly increased its thrusting speed. These two extreme sensations not only gave me tremendous stimulation but also prolonged the time until my orgasm. 　　I desperately endured, waiting for the climax to arrive. I don't know how long this dangerous pleasure lasted; I only felt like I was about to die. In the last moment before losing consciousness, I finally reached the peak of my climax. A breath from Binglaya's mouth brought me back to consciousness, and I held on until she helped me float to the surface. 　　Gasping for breath, I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my body. I had enjoyed so many orgasms in one day; I didn't even want to leave this lovely hospital. 　　Finally, I fell asleep in Wen's arms, my still-erect penis inside my vagina. As I slept , I was resting my head on Binglaya's snow-white thighs, my face covered in the fluids she had just spurted during her orgasm. 　　The next day, after the frenzy, I slept until noon, feeling quite refreshed, though the sensitivity in my clitoris hadn't completely subsided. I had another orgasm while showering, and then I simply used the showerhead to spray water directly onto my genitals until I was almost numb from the orgasms. 　　After showering, I started packing my things for tomorrow's discharge and completing the discharge procedures. Just then, the rascal Wen came running over to me. 　　"You stinky Wen, what are you doing here?" I asked with a laugh. 　　"My role now is that of a rascal, not a petty thug, don't get me wrong!" Wen said with a straight face. "I'm here to rub salt in the wound, of course!" 　　As Wen spoke, she reached out and grabbed my breast. I resisted and backed away, accidentally kicking over my freshly packed luggage , causing everything to fall out. 　　"Ah! How did you get this?" Wen exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent. "Ugh!" 　　I snatched my pink underwear back. "You perverted underwear thief!" 　　"I meant this!" Ween picked up the collection of perverted voyeuristic photos , clutching it like a treasure. "This is a limited edition, it's worth a fortune on the black market!" 　　"Such a perverted thing, you can have it if you like it." 　　"Really?" Ween's eyes suddenly became so innocent they could kill, huge stars twinkling in them. "My dear Tangtang, I'm so grateful to you, how can I thank you?" " 　　Hehe, consider it a reward for teaching me to swim yesterday." "Then 　　I won't be polite!" Ween happily flipped through the pages, admiring them one by one, until she reached the back cover. Suddenly, Ween said to me seriously, "Tangtang, I've made a decision, I'll provide you with a free service." 　　"Oh?" This was a wonderful surprise. I was puzzled. "Don't you need the 200 points?" 　　"No, I'm just expressing my respect to Master Taguchi." Ween flipped open the back cover, showing me the last large photo. It was a close-up of my pink underwear. Unlike many of candid photos, there was a noticeable wet patch in the middle, probably from when I was aroused . What was most frustrating was that that annoying guy had actually written my name in the acknowledgments. I thought no one would know, but now it seems… 　　"Miss Tangtang, I will express my respect for Mr. Taguchi with my actions. Just wait for my good news!" Ween took two steps back, stood at attention, and saluted me, looking as solemn as if he were carrying out a revolutionary mission. This made me both angry and amused. 　　"I will repay you!" These were his last words as he left. 　　—————————————————————————————————————— 　　Taguchi's lewd candid photography collection paid off, a thug assisted in obtaining it, and the thug was released from the hospital on bail. 　——————————————————————————————————— 　　—－ When I was discharged from the hospital, Binglaya stood at the door, holding a huge syringe, waving frantically at me and loudly telling me, "Take care of yourself, and I wish you good health!" I faced the rising sun, ready to leave. Five days had passed. I wondered what the others had been up to during this time, and whether I had fallen behind. Although I had experienced more orgasms these past few days than I had in the previous months, I was here to compete, not on vacation. Just as I was about to throw in the dice and leave, a ruthless voice came over the public channel: "Dear viewers, the first match has ended. The one eliminated in this match is…" 　　The first match was over just like that. Did the lovely Tangtang win? Who was the unlucky one in the first match? We'll find out in the next match. 　　——————————————————————————————————－

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