[Degradation (Chapter 3)]

[Degradation (Chapter 3)]

When Meng Huiyun woke up, the curtains in the room were already dyed a golden

yellow like rice ears by the thick sunlight. On the reddish-brown bedside table to her left, the blue-glowing digital clock told her that it was almost noon

. Realizing that she had overslept, Meng Huiyun turned off the air conditioner and crawled out of bed.

Perhaps due to the sudden movement, a sudden soreness in her head forced her to lean heavily against the

headboard .

The golden light blocked by the curtains and the dim atmosphere of the room blended together, illuminating Meng Huiyun's

pale, thin face, creating shadows that were sometimes white and sometimes dark. In the interplay of light and shadow, Huiyun's

long . Everything seemed so harmonious;

the various objects placed on the openwork window beside the bed were quiet and motionless. The large silver

chandelier was silent, the black screen of the 45-inch television was dim and lifeless, and the speakers on either side were equally silent;

they were like mime actors who had planned ahead, interpreting a lifeless performance with silence and tranquility.

Meng Huiyun threw off the blankets that were half covering her, revealing her fair, smooth, and plump thighs under her short skirt. Her two thighs,

like white carp struggling in a quagmire, rubbed and trembled against each other. Huiyun endured an unbearable headache,

rubbing the hair by her ears with her hands, which seemed to make her feel a little better. "This is the third time, why

does my head hurt so much..." Meng Huiyun realized that this splitting headache was not the first time, and she felt that she was

going die. When her chest was covered with beads of sweat, and her large breasts rose and fell with her panting,

she didn't know how much time had passed, but this beautiful and dignified wife had fallen asleep on the bed.

Meanwhile, let's shift our focus to Zhang Xiaoniu, who shares a room with the Li family…

Since moving into the Li family as a “complementary student,” even after only two days, Zhang Xiaoniu has

genuinely experienced the pleasures of life in a wealthy city household. The male head of the household had just left when Li Tiantian

sneaked out as well. This left only Zhang Xiaoniu and Meng Huiyun in the house.

Having gotten up early, Zhang Xiaoniu tried calling out a few times at the female head of the household's bedroom door. Finding no response, he smugly

thought, “Ha! Now I'm the master of this house!”

And that's exactly what Zhang Xiaoniu thought. He skipped and hopped into the living room, drew back the curtains, and enjoyed

the first rays of sunlight streaming into the house. He mustered his courage, grabbed a can of beer from the kitchen, sat on the priceless

leather sofa, crossed his legs, turned on the home theater, and picked out his favorite “breast enhancement ad.” Of course,

he was only a 14-year-old boy, and this was the only way he could imagine "being the master"; but things

soon changed...

Zhang Xiaoniu had drunk beer, and his bladder quickly became swollen, so he went to the toilet. Besides

the eye-catching beauty of the floral tiles and the clean and tidy decor and environment of the entire toilet, what truly caught

Zhang Xiaoniu's eye was a basin on the washing machine—a basin filled with brightly colored underwear.

In that instant, as if he had found a treasure, a dazzling light shone from Zhang Xiaoniu's eyes. "

Hehehehe ..." he let out a sinister laugh, turned around, locked the toilet door behind him, and began

to admire the treasure in the basin.

The basin was filled with a dazzling array of underwear, all of which were the woman's everyday clothes. "Haha, this royal

blue lace bra, she must have worn it yesterday, it still feels damp to the touch," he leaned closer,

brazenly sniffing the scent of Meng Huiyun's bra. "These cute little panties of the same color must have been worn on her pussy

yesterday , hahaha!" At this moment, a bright white light shone through the glass above the toilet

, reflecting on Zhang Xiaoniu's sallow and distorted face, making him look particularly bizarre.

Various images of Meng Huiyun gradually surfaced in Zhang Xiaoniu's mind, all of them lewd:

Meng Huiyun wearing a royal blue bra and panties, her heavy, tender white breasts almost spilling out, her eyes hazy

and flirtatious, swaying her plump hips and wasp waist, walking towards Zhang Xiaoniu with cat-like steps...

Meng Huiyun wore a sun hat, her upper body only covered by a see-through pink bra, her

brown , she blinked her beautiful long eyelashes, holding a glass of lemonade, biting a straw,

making a cute and playful face at Zhang Xiaoniu...

Meng Huiyun wearing only a black thong and high heels, gracefully approached Zhang Xiaoniu,

took off her panties, revealing a tuft of dark pubic hair... She bent down, presenting a pair of swaying, huge breasts to Zhang

Xiaoniu's eyes, which were wider than dragon balls...

In these similar fantasies, Zhang Xiaoniu excitedly pulled out his penis and ejaculated a thick stream of white semen.

And so, the 14-year-old boy, one hand gripping his glans and the other holding a 33-year-old woman's breast bra, passionately ejaculated

his first shot since arriving in this home. Was this an evil beginning or a benevolent end?

Like all wars, the first shot is always spectacular. Admittedly, Zhang Xiaoniu's shot was

quiet and seemingly misplaced, but it's clear that every war begins with that

initial burst of fury...

Just as this silent war in the Li family was beginning to unfold,

in a dark, dilapidated unfinished building near the neighborhood, three figures, large and small, gradually emerged with the dawn light on the balcony...

"You're quite capable, kid, even managing to film your mother's cunt, hehe, not bad!" This was

the third floor of the unfinished building. Due to the obstruction of a huge locust tree, the person speaking was shrouded in dim shadows, his appearance

unclear, but judging from his voice, it was definitely a man, and from his slightly deep

voice , he was clearly an adult.

"I... I'm willing to serve you, boss. It's what I should do!"

The person bowing his head and speaking in a trembling voice was none other than Meng Huiyun and Li Yubai's son—Li

Tiantian.

"Brother, don't worry. Follow our boss, and your dreams will definitely come true. Your mother—no, Huiyun

's cunt—will be our boss's sooner or later!"

The speaker, feigning maturity, was short and had a sleazy appearance; he was

Luo Kai, who had exchanged photos with Li Tiantian online a few days ago.

The leaves of the giant locust tree fluttered in the sudden gust of wind, and taking advantage of this brief moment...

A ray of light struggled to break free from the obstruction of the locust tree leaves, finally piercing the unfinished building. In that fleeting glimpse, Li Tiantian,

head bowed clearly saw the face hidden in the shadows—a terrifying face, dark-skinned,

with prominent cheekbones, and beneath thick, tangled eyebrows, a pair of piercing eyes that seemed to shoot out lightning.

The wind stopped, and the leaves of the massive locust tree once again blocked the direct sunlight, the figure in the shadows retreating into even deeper

darkness. Li Tiantian's thoughts, however, wandered elsewhere. He became a thick, dark cloud, floating in the gloomy

sky, the dry, cold air carrying the stench of rotting sausages. He felt a tickling sensation in his nasal cavity from the hairs in his nose

, and his whole body felt heavy and limp, as if filled with dried tofu...

He began to lose strength, and his movements became uncontrollable. With a loud "boom" of lightning and thunder, the startled Li

Tiantian felt his limbs gradually separate, followed by his genitals. He even felt as if his internal organs were instantly disintegrating

... Without expression, without the constraints of his body, where did Li Tiantian drift off to?

Just as everything was developing in an irreversible direction, Meng Huiyun awoke from her coma

. She got out of bed, put on her slippers, and swayed involuntarily a few times. Her slender fingers felt

the softness and smoothness of her long hair. "What happened to me?" This was her first thought of the day, but it was

already afternoon. If counted from morning, she had been unconscious for more than a whole day.

"Ring ring..."

"Ring ring..."

Meng Huiyun struggled to her feet, picked up the receiver, and plopped down on the sofa.

"Is this... Huiyun?" A woman's voice came from the phone.

"..." Meng Huiyun didn't answer immediately, because when the voice reached her ears, it was followed

by fear and panic. She didn't know how to respond, because clearly, the owner of the voice was

Li Li—her best friend—who had mistakenly called her home in the middle of the night.

"It's...it's me...is there something wrong?" Huiyun's ear was pressed tightly against the phone, and

her legs, which were spread apart on the sofa, revealed a corner of her pinkish-white underwear. She tried her best to make her voice

sound normal. Yes, don't panic.

"I...I want to tell you, did you...receive my call last night?" Li Li's words

struck Huiyun's fragile, bright red heart like a heavy hammer.

"...Oh...no...no, was it you who called? I hung up as soon as I answered, I was sleeping soundly

, hehe..." The turmoil in Meng Huiyun's heart rose and fell like duckweed on a wave, yet, as wise as she was, she

managed a flash of self-deception and calm.

"Oh... I see. Haha, it's nothing. I was just asking. I didn't sleep well last night, and I probably accidentally bumped my phone next to my pillow

when , so I called you! I called to ask

how you've been. It's been so long since we besties have gone shopping together. Tomorrow's the weekend, how about we go out for a stroll?"

Li Li clearly believed Hui Yun's words, and her mood became more cheerful as her voice rose.

"Oh... okay! I'll wait for your call!"

"Okay! Hehe..." Meng Huiyun hung up the phone with a worried look on her face. "That lying woman!" She

thought of the lewd words she heard on the phone last night, and all sorts of bad impressions of this woman immediately surfaced in her mind:

she loved to wear makeup, often wore heavy makeup, and flirted with other men; she was vain, loved to show off, and often flaunted her expensive watches and bags in front of

others ; she was also a frivolous and materialistic woman...

After Meng Huiyun mentally listed all the things about Li Li, she couldn't help but recall the voice

she heard . These vulgar words and immoral moans

crawled into her vision like sticky cockroaches in the kitchen. Through the dense swarm of cockroaches, through a sticky, blurry, yet vaguely visible haze

, she seemed to see Li Li's white, plump buttocks: the man's hands on her buttocks were thick and strong, and

the light must have been dim. In the flickering light, a rough, large hand squeezed Li Li's plump buttocks

into a ball...

A lewd and blush-inducing thought made the married woman sitting on the sofa blush deeply, as if the hand were

kneading her own fat buttocks. Thinking of this, Huiyun involuntarily clenched her straight, smooth legs, her pubic hair

and vulva releasing an intense itching sensation.

Meanwhile, in Li Li's home in the same neighborhood as Meng Huiyun, a lean, wiry man spoke in

a thick, rural accent: "That bitch clearly listened to the phone for ten minutes, but she's pretending she doesn't know anything,

haha!"

"Hmph, it's all because you're a lustful old devil, even trying to sleep with our president's wife!" The speaker was

Li Li , completely naked, shamelessly lying on the lean man's dark body, her two plump buttocks like

large, white steamed buns.

"This woman appears dignified and reserved on the surface, but with her voluptuous figure, she's definitely a little slut in bed,

hehe, I wonder if her husband can handle her." The man stroked the woman's head, casually patting her round

, plump buttocks, the scene extremely pleasant.

"Yeah, I clearly saw the call time displayed on the phone was 9 minutes and 7 seconds, but that slut said she

only answered briefly before hanging up, hehe, I wonder what she was thinking..." Li Li

didn't care about the hand patting her buttocks, obediently nestling her head deep into the man's neck.

"Ha! Who cares what she thinks? In the end, she'll still have to bend over like you, sticking out her fat ass for me to fuck," the man

slapped Li Li's plump, white buttocks hard again. "Hey! I just love fucking you dignified

wives and mothers. No matter how arrogant you are, how noble your status, when you see my big cock, you'll all bow down

and worship..."—The two men on the bed, clearly distinguished by their white skin, were once again locked in a fierce battle...

The cobblestone path in the neighborhood was smooth and peaceful, the scent of camphor trees wafting in the breeze, making

Meng Huiyun's bathed in

a spring breeze. This afternoon, Zhang Xiaoniu suggested to Meng Huiyun that they go for a walk in the neighborhood, wanting to see the beautiful scenery. As for

Meng Huiyun, 14-year-old Zhang Xiaoniu was just a pitiful rural boy. As the host, as an elder,

she had a reason to take him out for a stroll.

That's what Meng Huiyun thought, but Zhang Xiaoniu had other ideas. He could feel

the warmth emanating from Meng Huiyun's palm; the warmth of a mature wife and mother intoxicated him. In fact, Zhang Xiaoniu had never held such a delicate hand before.

Her hands were so fair and delicate; even the AVs she'd secretly watched in the dark hadn't been as beautiful

.

"Xiao Niu, do your parents know you're coming to our house?" Meng Huiyun suddenly asked as she walked by.

"I... my mother died in childbirth..."

Zhang Xiao Niu stammered, looking into Huiyun's large, watery eyes.

"Ah! I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Auntie didn't mean it, I'm so sorry!" Huiyun exclaimed in shock,

covering her mouth, which had formed an "O" shape.

"Auntie, it's alright. I've been used to living independently since I was little, relying on myself for everything. Only through hardship and

effort can one become a true man!" Zhang Xiao Niu said resolutely.

Looking at Xiao Niu, who was half a head shorter than her, Huiyun

was moved . She suddenly felt a pang of sadness, her eyes welling with tears. "Xiao Niu, you're amazing!"

To Zhang Xiaoniu, the tears in Meng Huiyun's eyes were like the surging tide at the mouth of the Qiantang River.

"What beautiful and kind eyes they are, so full of tender affection!" Thinking this, Zhang Xiaoniu

froze, like a puppet that had forgotten to turn on its switch.

The kind and affectionate wife, while the young man was lost in thought, suddenly knelt down and embraced him tightly.

Her ample breasts instantly obscured the young man's entire head. In Meng Huiyun's eyes, Zhang Xiaoniu was a lonely and

impoverished child, yet he excelled academically and morally through hard work and perseverance. Coupled with the fact that her own parents had died young,

they shared a similar fate. This sudden and overwhelming emotion stirred memories of her deceased parents,

and she hugged Zhang Xiaoniu even tighter.

Zhang Xiaoniu was indeed a good student. The strong

milky scent reminded him of a poem he learned in elementary school—"Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom."

Her soft, plump breasts were now pressed against his face, and remembering how he had secretly played with the bra she

had once worn in the toilet at noon, Zhang Xiaoniu's restless penis once again became erect.

Just as Meng Huiyun half-squatted down to hug Zhang Xiaoniu, a gust of wind blew by,

lifting one side of the married woman's skirt as she crouched, revealing her entire fair and shapely leg from the thigh down to the chain of her white sandals tied to her ankle.

Afterwards, the two walked hand in hand around the neighborhood, talking more and

understanding each other more deeply…

The sun set, and night silently enveloped the neighborhood once again in darkness.

Since it was dark, Li Yubai returned home. Perhaps he had caught a cold or something, he

coughed incessantly after entering the house. Meng Huiyun made him some soup and massaged his back, but it didn't help much. At this moment ,

Li Tiantian was lying on the lower bunk of the double bed, lost in thought, while Zhang Xiaoniu was on the upper bunk. Since Zhang Xiaoniu came to

this house, Li Tiantian hadn't spoken to him at all. Clearly, Li Tiantian disliked this classmate from the

countryside .

"Beep beep beep..."

"Beep beep beep..."

With a ringtone, Li Tiantian unlocked her phone. A text message read:

"The plan will be implemented starting the day after tomorrow, which is next Monday."

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