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【The Wilderness of Demons】 

Author: Shan Yu
Published: October 1, 2015
Word Count: 6248

Foreword: This is a transvestite story, so it might be a bit graphic. Also, this chapter features futa (female succubi) . If you don't like
this, please don't read on. If you accidentally come in, please leave quietly. I'd really like to hear everyone's opinions and suggestions. I'm also
recruiting supporting characters. Please write down their names and settings, and I'll include them if possible. Beijian Lihua
is played by the "Queen of Heavy Tastes" classmate. The "failed work" refers to Li Shiyun classmate, whose official appearance is estimated to be in Chapter 7.
Finally , I wish everyone a happy holiday. Okay, enough rambling. "The Wilderness of Demons Chapter 5: The Beginning of Fall" is officially
presented. Please enjoy. Your support is my motivation; your hearts are my passion.

********** ...

"Phew," Mrs. Amamiya exhaled a smoke ring lightly. "Hmph, after half a year, you're still the same. Wait... wait a minute, don't rush, I have something to tell you, um." The fingers that penetrated her body skillfully ignited her desire. After so many physical encounters tonight, her body should have entered a refractory period to sex, but she was powerless to resist under the other's fingers. Is it because the other party knows her weaknesses so well, after all, her current body was created by the other party and that terrifying person together; or is it that her body is becoming increasingly out of control? If this continues, will she still be able to take revenge, will she still be able to see him again...? (corresponding to the end of this chapter)   "What is this? You said you had something to say to me, but you've been daydreaming." Kitama Reika had already taken out the finger that had been inserted into Mrs. Amamiya's lower body, her fair fingertip coated with a strand of white fluid. After rubbing it for a moment, she unhesitatingly put it into her mouth. "Ugh, as expected, a virgin's semen is the most delicious. It's so moving that I want to rape him!"   "Hmph, we were going to cooperate in training him anyway. In the future, won't he be at your mercy?" Mrs. Amamiya smiled, looking sinister under the bedside lamp. "But don't you think this is our opportunity, my dear partner, our opportunity to get rid of that person."   "Opportunity? What do you mean? Isn't he just an ordinary brat?"   "Hmph, he's no ordinary man, he's the son of that bastard surnamed Zhao!" A cold , a barely suppressed hatred.   "Mr. Zhao? But, but why would he entrust his son to us for training?" Kitama Reika also became serious, raising her doubts.   "I don't know." Madam Amamiya sat up and began unbuttoning Kitama Reika's white coat. " We can't fathom those twisted thoughts. In any case, this is an important opportunity. Isn't that man always regretting his failed work? Now that there's a similar material in front of him, he'll definitely seize it like a hungry dog seeing a bone." "   And we can use this opportunity to get closer to him as assistants and obtain the method to completely lift the restriction." At this point, Kitama Reika couldn't help but squirm excitedly.   "Whether this brat is innocent or unlucky, being sent to his enemy by his own father clearly gives me a chance for revenge, hehehe, um, um..." A blush appeared on Madam Amamiya's face, an uncontrollable desire , and the thrill of impending revenge. Even more wonderfully, this opportunity finally allows me to return home. Amamiya didn't voice these words aloud, not only because she and Kitama Reika were already passionately kissing, but more importantly, because she seemed to see that frail figure before her eyes. "Wait for me! You must wait for me!"   A pure white doctor's coat lay carelessly tossed aside. Two hot, excited female bodies intertwined, exchanging saliva with thirst, celebrating this hard-won opportunity. Mrs. Amamiya felt Kitama's hands burning with desire; wherever they touched her body, that place ignited a frenzy of lust. She knew she couldn't resist him at first; her passive acceptance had begun ten years ago. The difference was that ten years ago she could only helplessly endure, while now, ten years later, she helplessly enjoyed it. This body no longer obeyed its owner's will, burning wantonly in the flames of desire, gradually eroding resolute heart. Her eyes began to glaze over, but Amamiya knew that the woman opposite her possessed what she craved. "Hehe, you're already having trouble at the beginning? Then let this queen pamper , my ripe and beautiful flesh." Kitama Reika held Amamiya's head with both hands, guiding and forcing her lips to her crotch. She knew that there was something there that Lady Amamiya couldn't resist.   Zhao Yu was awakened by a series of moans. In his dazed state, he only saw two white bodies intertwined . Upon closer inspection, he was shocked: Lady Amamiya was kneeling, her disheveled black hair concealing a pair of unfocused, confused eyes. Two unnatural flushes rose on her face, and with the thrusting of the person behind her, her mouth could only emit meaningless moans, a strand of glistening saliva uncontrollably dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her upper body was suspended in mid-air, her arms held tightly to her sides, her weight entirely dependent on the person behind her. Her usual elegance and tonight's seductive allure were completely gone; she was like a piece of beautiful flesh to be played with, and the person kneeling behind her seemed to have already ruthlessly abused her. Behind Mrs. Amamiya was a woman . The woman's head was slightly lowered, her hair falling across her forehead obscuring her eyes. Her chiseled face revealed a natural indifference, yet a haughty smile played at the corners of her lips. An exquisite wine-red silk bra smoothly enveloped her breasts; perhaps because it was slightly small, her two white breasts protruded arrogantly. Below was a flat stomach, which was then hidden by Mrs. Amamiya's high, rounded, plump buttocks , while a section of her lonely calf, bound by black stockings, was faintly visible. The person's exposed skin was unusually pale, not the kind of paleness typically found in women, but rather the paleness of someone who rarely saw the light of day and lived in shadow.



































































The white was as cold and gloomy as the sun.

That was Lady Amamiya, who loved him deeply, and now she was being humiliated by a strange woman. Zhao Yu was immediately enraged and
tried to get up, only to find that he was tightly bound to a chair, his legs awkwardly spread apart and
tied to the armrests, and his manhood was already aroused by the scene in front of him.

"Hehe, are you awake?" The woman in the doctor's uniform seemed to have anticipated Zhao Yu's awakening. She
spoke in a charming yet flirtatious tone, as if she were doing something insignificant. "But please wait
a little longer. This piece of meat has already enjoyed itself many times today." As she spoke, she slapped
Mrs. , causing the dazed Mrs. Amamiya to shake her head as if trying to escape, but involuntarily
sticking out her already high buttocks even higher. With the swaying of her body, her pair of tender white and large breasts swayed helplessly,
like wild waves in a sea of desire, and her two cherry-red nipples were already erect beyond
the size , but they were just a small boat in a sea of desire, its fate in the hands of fate, struggling desperately. "I need to put in a little more effort to completely seduce this
noble lady, hehe, just a moment, please wait a moment." With that, the woman began
to thrust her hips rapidly, the sounds of her hips slapping against the window like a torrential downpour. Amamiya's breathing quickened. "No
...no...no...no...it's...it's...it's coming! Ah!" Amamiya moaned unconsciously,
reaching orgasm in a very short time, screaming as if her soul had ascended to heaven, leaving only her body to
be lured downwards by the climax. Unlike the seductive behavior Zhao Yu had witnessed in previous encounters with Amamiya, this time
she was unconscious, only her body reacting instinctively. Her hands were restrained by the woman behind her back,
her eyes uncontrollably rolling upwards, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth with each spit, her entire body
convulsing , her buttocks arching higher and higher,
then suddenly, instinctively, she thrust forward a few times, her beautiful breasts swinging in astonishing arcs, a stream of pale yellow liquid shooting out from between her legs, followed by a gush of clear, pale
white liquid, smearing her fair thighs with a lustrous sheen—she had
ejaculated while losing control of her bladder. The gushing urine gradually subsided, and the woman released her restraining hands, letting Lady Amamiya collapse onto the bed
like soft, broken jade, moaning softly, convulsing unconsciously, her round,
smooth buttocks radiating a tragic yet alluring beauty.

So depraved.

Zhao Yu was speechless. Lady Amamiya was clearly unconscious, yet her body reacted with a helpless and
tragic ecstasy. The final thrusts of her climax were clearly those of a man ejaculating
. A man's body had been transformed into such lewd flesh—was this a prediction of his future? The room was
warm, but the young boy felt a chill run through him.

"So, what do you think of this piece of flesh? By the way, my name is Kitama Reika.
I'm the doctor your father entrusted to treat you. Please accept me." Kitama picked up her doctor's uniform from the
side , swaying her hips as she walked slowly and gracefully towards Zhao Yu. Only then did Zhao Yu
notice the strangeness of this woman who called herself Kitama Reika. Shiny high heels guided her elegant steps, and semi-transparent
black stockings outlined two alluringly curved legs. A matching burgundy pantyhose hung casually on one
leg, but beneath the black stockings, a thick, erect penis stood brazenly! The large, reddish glans, as thick as an egg,
was still dripping with thick, sticky vaginal fluid, mercilessly extracted from Amamiya's body. Vicious
veins bulged along the thick shaft; it was hard to imagine that such a ferocious thing had just conquered Amamiya. If
it were an ordinary woman, she wouldn't just be in a daze like this now; she would have been driven to the brink of
death long ago. But strangely, this woman, if one could still call Kitama Reika a woman, had a
smooth, hairless genital area, lacking any scrotum except for the terrifying penis! And
the inside was clearly wet with milky-white, translucent vaginal fluid, just like, just
like the genitals of Amamiya, who had been driven mad by an orgasm on the bed. Zhao Yu was stunned by the unusual body. Suddenly, the woman grabbed his chin and lifted
his head. "Little one," she said, "your father, Mr. Zhao, entrusted me and that piece of meat on the bed to train you. But
I've found that our noble and generous Mrs. Amamiya is being far too friendly to you, and tonight she's gone against our
plans. You were supposed to be entertaining the guests with her, but Amamiya actually tried to create a false impression, thinking that just
tying you up and inserting a few times into your anus would make it seem like you've entertained the guests? Unforgivable, hehe." Only then did Zhao Yu
notice the woman's eyes. Behind large black-rimmed glasses were a pair of slender eyes; her seemingly frail demeanor somehow
exuded a chilling aura. What surprised Zhao Yu was the information she revealed: Mrs. Amamiya was indeed
protecting him.

"You... what do you want?" Zhao Yu mustered his courage and looked directly at Bei Jian.

"Hehe, not bad for your eyes, but do you think you can resist?" Bei Jian teased. "
I know all about you. You're dressed as a girl but get brutally violated by your dear father. Oh ho ho, how interesting.
Now he's sent you here to be trained. Once you're turned into a girl, you'll be his bride.
Even though you won't be by his side, do you think you can resist us? I can cut you off anytime, hehe."

"Um..." Zhao Yu was speechless. Yes, he couldn't resist in the current situation.
Maybe one day he would wake up and it really would be...

Without giving Zhao Yu much time to think, Bei Jian smiled and continued, "But, I can help you."

"Wh...what?" Zhao Yu was completely taken aback by what the other party said.

"I said I can help you, help you resist your father." Bei Jian said confidently, having completely dominated this
unequal conversation and subtly guiding the boy's thoughts.

"Wh...why?" The boy's eyes widened nervously, completely unaware that he was deeply attracted by
the woman 's eyes.

Bei Jian didn't directly answer the boy's question, but continued to lead the conversation: "So, everything was
caused by your father, right? And all the decisions were made only with your father's consent, right?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Yu stared blankly into Bei Jian's deep eyes, "Yes, it was all my father's decision."

"Then changing the outcome of things would require changing your father's decision."

"Um, yes, yes." Zhao Yu agreed with what seemed like a very correct reason, her eyes still blank.

"If you want to change his decision, you have to see him. But, he brought you here so that you would become a girl. Will
he see you when you're still a boy?"

"No, I can't see him when I'm a boy." Unconsciously, Zhao Yu began to think along the other person's
lines of thought .

"So, I'll still help you. We'll help you become more feminine, but we won't leave you with no
chance to revert back."

"Is...is that so? Thank you, thank you."

"Then what should you do? Hehe, yes, look me in the eyes and tell me,
what should you do to see your father and persuade him?"

"I, I should, I should become more feminine."

"Yes, very good, very good, my child. You must cooperate with us and become more feminine. This is
so that you can see your father in the future and persuade him. Repeat after me, I want to
become more feminine so that I can persuade my father in the future."

"I want to become more feminine so that I can persuade my father in the future." The boy's eyes
had , and he seemed to mechanically repeat the muttered words to himself, as if he believed this was
the only truth.

"What, have you succeeded?" Amamiya had gotten out of bed at some point, her still flushed face becoming even more
alluring. She hugged Kitama from behind, her hands naturally sliding to his chest, gently kneading it.

"Of course, it's a very simple hypnosis, um, so comfortable, a little harder, phew, just guiding his thoughts.
Besides, after experiencing so many changes tonight, his tender heart is easy for me to penetrate, hehe."
Kitama Reika laughed smugly, guiding Amamiya to take off her bra.

Is that so, just like how you hypnotized me through the cracks in my heart back then? Amamiya thought lightly, but then extended
her smooth tongue and gently and heavily licked Kitama's earlobe: "You've dealt with this little guy, now it's my
turn to deal with you, my queen."

"Heh, is that so? You, um, you have such a big mouth, um, there, yes, right there." Kitama Reika narrowed her long and deep eyes, her body involuntarily undulating
as Amamiya kissed and licked her ears and neck .
In the end, we haven't completely broken free of the shackles, have we? Let's just
wallow , Kitama thought, and then followed Amamiya's steps toward the door. Was she going there again?
Could she be free again?

Step by step, Amamiya embraced and kissed Kitama Reika from behind, leading her into the hidden basement.
Her hands were tied high to a horizontal beam, the rope wrapped around her chest and waist, then
tied back up again, endlessly going back and forth. Kitama knew what was about to happen, and squinted as she
cooperated , but said, "How dare you! I am Kitama Reika,
how dare you, a penisless slave, be so presumptuous?" "Hehe, is that so? If Her Majesty's slaves saw you tied up and
played with like this, I wonder what would happen." Amamiya smiled slightly, shook her hands,
and pulled hard, barely managing to raise Kitama's legs. "Still so weak," Amamiya thought with a pang of sadness.
Without pausing, she bound Kitama's two slender, black-stockinged legs and her hands together. "Heh,
it's just bondage, what's this queen afraid of?" Kitama Reika retorted defiantly, her voice
trembling slightly, a mixture of excitement and fear. "Just bondage? Hehe, my dear queen, my
husband . He specially bought a treasure from Germany, which I'll present to you as a token of my respect,
hehe." With a light laugh, Amamiya casually placed a blindfold over Kitama's face. In the darkness, Kitama could only hear
the sound , as if something was being pushed in front of her. "What? What did you push?" Kitama
shouted excitedly, her voice trembling. "Oh, I forgot you can hear," Amamiya didn't answer, instead plugging in her earplugs to block out
Kitama's hearing. Completely immersed in darkness, Kitama Reika's body trembled with increasing excitement.

Amamiya reached out and grasped Kitama Reika's semi-erect penis. After a long while, the penis, which had been dormant,
slowly began to swell with blood. It was sticky, a result of her own body. She gently
stroked it, feeling its increasing heat and size. Ah, it was so much thicker than her own, and
now her crotch was empty, belonging to a woman. Thinking of the uniquely feminine thing between her legs
, her hand involuntarily moved towards the back of Kitama Reika's penis, immediately sinking into two thick, warm, slippery mounds
. The woman being touched let out a soft moan, a mixture of compliance and forced self-control. Below the thick penis
was a woman's uniquely soft and alluring vulva! Amamiya continued to knead Kitama's uniquely wonderful spot—slippery, soft,
and hot , seemingly wanting to close tightly, yet also reluctantly entwining with her invading fingers. Soon, Amamiya wiped away
most of the stickiness from the dildo, mixed with the vaginal fluid secreted by Kitama's vulva. She then inserted her fingers into Kitama's
mouth, letting her hungry tongue lick them. A short while later, ignoring the tongue's entanglement, she pulled her hand back,
a gag mercilessly robbing the proud queen of her right to moan.

Fixing the device in place, she gently pulled out one earplug, licked her already reddened ear, and
smiled seductively: "My queen, I'll let it serve you well." She then gently
blew into the ear canal and fixed the earplug back in.

That was...that must be a rubber penis. Hmm, the glans was a bit thick. Hmm, it's in...it's in!
Whew , just a small matter. In the darkness, Kitama Reika couldn't see or hear, only able
to feel through her vulva as her slippery genitals unceremoniously swallowed the thick, long dildo. However, um, good, so
long, very few people can reach this part of me, huff, it's nothing special, still
a long way , huff huff. Slowly, the penis began to move. Um, so-so, nothing more... um, what,
what's going on, how is it so fast, ah, ah, it's getting thicker, um, like a snake, writhing like a snake,
why is sometimes thick and sometimes thin, ah, there, there, it's hitting, it's hitting there, ah, ah,
so, so sore, so numb, ah...

Lady Amamiya watched the proud queen being violated by the machine, sometimes writhing and struggling like a fish just out of water.
Za, sometimes like a traveler caught in the rain, caught between life and death, finally caught a breath. The machine was indeed imported from Germany
, a powerful modified electric drill, set to random modes. Whether it was the diameter or length, it all depended on the computer
's whim, and it even had a device that discharged electricity at random times. Hmph, her husband, who had just died, had first
used it to break her down, then personally attacked,
managing to defeat her battle-hardened body in just a few minutes. Let it serve the Queen for a few hours; that feeling, hmph, hmph hmph hmph.

Exhausted, Lady Amamiya lit a cigarette and sat down, one hand naturally covering her chest, her long legs
naturally crossed, both naked and exuding nobility and elegance. Red lips like fire, smoke
like a dream—if this was truly a dream, when did it begin? Looking at
the smoke rings she exhaled, Kotoko Amamiya seemed to see that innocent smiling face again.

(To be continued)

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