The Saintess's Guard: White Rose [Full Text]

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"Help...ah..." An office lady in a dark blue suit ran into a small alley in a panic, her face pale, as if she had just suffered extreme fright. She looked back, but in the dim light, she couldn't make out what the approaching figures were. Hesitantly, she looked at the dark alley ahead. The things behind her were clearly plotting to lure her here. She was terrified. She could feel the footsteps getting closer and closer. She wanted to run, but her high heels were becoming increasingly weak, and she could only stagger. Suddenly, she tripped over a pebble, and one of her black high heels fell to the ground. She painfully tried to support herself, but couldn't get up. Despairingly, she collapsed there, her beautiful hair cascading over her fair face. At that moment, three strange shadows slowly approached... (They're nearby.) I nimbly landed on the roof of a dilapidated little house, my gauze skirt slowly... My skirt fluttered slightly as the early autumn night wind blew against me, making me uneasy in the quiet. I carefully surveyed my surroundings for any unusual signs when suddenly a scream rang out from not far ahead. "Oh no!" I leaped forward nimbly. A beautiful woman was pinned to the ground, her uniform torn to shreds, her snow-white skin bearing numerous marks of resistance. Two sharp fangs of the "mutant" were deeply embedded in her snow-white neck. Her small mouth was slightly open, her expression one of intense pain. Another "mutant" was licking her naked body haphazardly, tearing at her stockings (if I didn't hurry...). In an instant, an exquisite staff appeared in my hand. "Let her go!!" I leaped lightly and struck the "mutant" with a swift motion. The "mutant" was slammed against the wall with a thud. "Holy Seal!" A silver-gray holy cross beam struck the mutant's body firmly. Her body began to burn, and she struggled with a painful growl. Another mutant, having released the OL's beautiful legs, roared and lunged at me. I easily dodged, delivering a powerful blow that knocked the mutant down. "Holy Seal!" The mutant screamed in pain, engulfed in white flames.

"I'm sorry..." I couldn't bear to see the mutant's suffering, so I clasped my hands together in prayer. The mutants were humans corrupted by the "Plague," and those who had turned into beasts could not be purified back to human form. Thinking of how the two mutants had once been human, a wave of pity washed over me. "Saintess Guard, Saintess White Rose!" A strange voice came from nearby, and a bald, green-skinned monster wrapped in a cloak appeared. "Are you praying for them?" The monster wore a huge ring inlaid with black crystal.

(It's black crystal!)

"Beauty, you noticed, your advance team failed," the strange man chuckled, noticing my surprise. "Impossible! No way!" I pointed at him, ready to purify his life at any moment. The strange man slowly backed away. "The Dark King is about to be resurrected." The strange man licked his lips, looking me up and down, and chuckled. "White Rose, you have a great figure. You must have been watered quite a bit!" "Vulgar!" His eyes were fixed on my chest. My body felt hot, and I covered my chest with my hands. "What are you looking at!" "Dressed so pure, you're nothing but a slut when you're naked." The monster's direct insult filled me with extreme shame and anger. "Die! Transform!" The moment the staff was swung, a black vortex suddenly appeared behind the monster, spewing out gusts of cold wind. At the same moment, the monster laughed and the vortex vanished from my sight. "A black vortex... and black crystal... could the advance team have really failed?" I steadied myself in front of the black hole. For some reason, my body felt slightly hot, my chest was swollen, and my private parts seemed to be releasing a little heat. Thinking of the OL who had just been violated, I felt inexplicably excited (I'm not that kind of person...). I shook my head and walked towards the unconscious OL.

A few days ago, the Dark Ruins were discovered by archaeologists. Ignoring our advice, the scientists and archaeologists destroyed the ruins, unleashing countless demons. Before the Black Crystal awakened, six elite members of the Saintess's Guard volunteered to reseal it. However, two weeks have passed, and the appearance of the Black Crystal and the monsters has eroded their chances of survival. For some reason, I have a bad feeling… Chapter 2: The Lustful Demon's Lust. *Tap, tap, tap, tap!

* "...The Goddess will send angels to protect humanity against demons…" The crisp sound of high heels echoed in the classroom. I paced back and forth, holding a book, occasionally glancing at my students, who weren't much younger than me. "Teacher, are those beautiful angels protecting us?" a pretty girl asked innocently, resting her chin on her hand as if listening to a story. "Yes."

"Where are they? I want to see them." "They're right beside you," I smiled. Looking at her pure face, I felt an indescribable happiness (protecting you is my greatest happiness).

I continued teaching my students as I walked through the classroom. Suddenly, I saw myself reflected in the glass window. My thick, waist-length hair fell neatly on either side of my face. My beautiful, gentle face was lightly made up. At 24, I had a remarkably good figure. The light gray uniform accentuated my curves, my full breasts bulging against it. My short skirt, ten centimeters above the knee, subtly revealed my hips. Pale white stockings encased my smooth thighs, which appeared so white against the elegant light gray uniform. I wore small black round-toed high heels, my beautiful feet hidden beneath a piece of black patent leather. I loved this look—beautiful and elegant, like a princess.

Just then, the gentle bell rang, signaling the end of class. I packed up my folders and left the classroom. The once quiet corridor was now bustling with activity. Students chatted and laughed in small groups. As I walked through, carrying my folder, students greeted me from time to time. My striking appearance and elegant attire also attracted the attention of many male students and teachers. My name is Ruoxue, a theology teacher at Spring Ivy Academy. My true identity is White Rose of the Saintess Guard, silently protecting this beautiful city. Members of the Saintess Guard are chosen when they are young because of the discovery of their special abilities. They undergo rigorous training in the 'Sanctuary' before graduating, and then silently protect this city in various professions.

Fifty years have passed since the last Holy War. Generations of saintesses have protected this precious peace. However, the appearance of the Dark Ruins and the Black Crystal has changed everything. The mentors of the Sanctuary sensed the gravity of this crisis and decided to send a six-person elite advance team, hoping to enter before the Black Crystal awakens. " Hello
, Ms. Ruoxue," two female students greeted me as they walked past. "Hello," I nodded slightly, flashing them a sweet smile. My soft hair swayed gently with each step. I gracefully descended the stairs, carrying my folder. Three students a short distance away caught my attention. They were dressed rather strangely. The tall student in the lead was Zhuo Ye; the other two were unfamiliar faces. Zhuo Ye had repeated three years due to various problems and, having only been there a few days, was already involved in a school violence incident. The crisp sound of his high heels drew the attention of the other students.

"Zhuo Ye," I walked over. The two younger students next to me were obviously nervous. "Zhuo Ye, what are you doing here? Why aren't you in class?" Zhuo Ye turned around. He was tall and had a maturity beyond his years. He looked at me and suddenly laughed. "Beautiful Teacher Ruoxue, what are you doing here? Want to have some fun with us?" The two younger students chuckled. "What nonsense are you talking about? Come back to class with me!" Zhuo Ye stood there motionless, and one of the younger students stared at my chest.

"Which class are you from! Here... Ah!" Zhuo Ye slapped my butt, rubbed it up and down a couple of times, and then yanked up my skirt, revealing white stockings and white panties underneath. Many students passing by stopped and stared at me. "You... what are you doing?!" My face was burning hot. I shamefully pulled down my skirt to cover my buttocks. I don't know how many people saw my panties just now. How embarrassing. "Teacher Ruoxue has a really good figure." "Teacher's face is all red. She's really shy." "She must be thinking about us making her feel good." "You... what are you talking about... um... um..." Zhuo Ye's thick hand grabbed my chin, and his other hand pressed down on my chest. "Teacher Ruoxue, don't meddle in other people's business, or I'll let you taste his power." As he spoke, he started playing with his genitals with one hand. Being insulted by a student like that left me speechless for a moment. Zhuo Ye released his grip, intending to kiss me on the lips, but I turned my head away. "Teacher Ruoxue, you're really beautiful. I really want to have some fun with you," he said. [Full text] He chuckled, kissed my cheek, and turned to leave with the other two students. I stood there dumbfounded, my soft hair covering half my cheek. I looked at the ground, feeling an indescribable sense of defeat.

"What's wrong, Teacher Ruoxue?" A hoarse, deep voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw the newly appointed Principal Chang. I rarely saw him. Principal Chang was not tall, had a large belly, dressed casually, and had very little hair on his bald head. He was quite ugly, and his slanted eyes always gave off a lewd feeling.

"Ms. Ruoxue, what's wrong?" Chang Gu stared intently at me as he slowly approached. "It's nothing, Principal..." I hadn't recovered from the earlier setback when the principal suddenly reached out to touch my face. I was startled and stepped back, dodging his hand. "Principal? What..." Before I could finish, Chang Gu grabbed my arm and forcefully dragged me to a secluded corner, shoving me against the wall. "Ouch, that hurts!" Chang Gu's rough, large hand pulled painfully. "Principal, you..."

"Teacher Ruoxue, you're so beautiful! You're so beautiful!" Principal Chang suddenly hugged me and buried his face in my chest. The folders scattered on the ground. Chang Gu licked and bit me, his hands groping me wildly. Students nearby were watching. "Principal, what are you doing! What are you doing! Ah... ah..." Chang Gu's hands hurt me, his large body pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. "Teacher Ruoxue's body is very sensitive!" He lifted his head and bit my earlobe through my fine hair, his hands rhythmically kneading my breasts with practiced skill. Waves of electricity surged through my chest. "Ah... no... don't... ah... don't..." My body was pressed firmly against the wall, unable to escape Chang Gu's invasion. More and more students gathered around. I pushed Chang Gu, looking at him pleadingly, "Afraid of being seen, Teacher Ruoxue?" The principal looked up at me and started licking my neck again. A wave of itchiness and numbness washed over me. The principal's practiced movements made my body tremble, but it also felt very comfortable. My lower body started to itch. "Hmm...hmm...ah..." I didn't expect my body to react like this in just a few minutes. I was terrified, wondering what else he would do. "Let...let me go!!!!!" I struggled and slapped him hard across the face. The principal took two steps back, smiling at me. In that instant, I picked up the folder, pushed past several students, and ran away in shame, covering my face with my hands. Chang Gu didn't chase after me; he just stood there, grinning strangely. His unusually large tongue drooped from his mouth, licking his face, which had just been slapped red. I hurriedly ran down the steps. The students watched me run past in surprise, while the principal's eyes followed me until I disappeared from his sight... Chapter 3 Rescue: Warm water gushed over me. I recalled what felt like a nightmare. The thought of the principal's enormous tongue licking me made me feel nauseous. Being teased and humiliated by both my students and the principal in one day weighed heavily on my heart. I wiped the water vapor from the mirror and looked at myself. My thick, wet hair clung to my body, and my fair skin and beautiful face... I touched the mirror with some worry. What had this enviable beauty brought me?

"Saintess Guard, alert! A plague has broken out in the cemetery. Support is needed in the valley and deep forest." I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out of the bathroom. The voice came from an open makeup box beside me. The makeup box-shaped device was our transmitter. Each member's symbolic white crystal was embedded in the lid, and inside were miniature electronic maps and important information records. The white crystals were the medium for the Saintesses' transformation, inducing transformation through the magical potential within their bodies. "White Rose received. Proceed to the cemetery immediately." Having just showered, I shook my freshly dried hair. A few minutes later, I was dressed up. Holding the makeup box in my palm, I clasped my hands together, closed my eyes, and prayed. "White Rose, transform." The dazzling light emitted by the makeup box enveloped me, my body felt warm, and my clothes gradually disappeared.

(Possessed by a saintess...) I murmured, and the white light intensified

(zero layer of protection!). My breasts and private parts were gradually enveloped by a white lace bra and panties (one layer of protection!). Stockings slowly appeared from my toes, covering my calves, thighs, and buttocks. A pure white, openwork princess dress slowly descended from my neck, clinging tightly to my upper body. The shoulder lace covered a third of my arms, and the dress clung tightly to my body (two layers of protection!). A narrow skirt ten centimeters above my knees protected my rounded buttocks. A sleeveless vest gradually appeared outside the clothes, and delicate buttons held the vest tightly against my body (three layers of protection!). A double-layered lace long skirt covered the narrow skirt, and the tulle skirt slightly below the knee revealed a long skirt three centimeters above the knee underneath. A snow-white gauze shawl half-covered my bulging breasts ( Finally, four layers of protection! White boots tightly encased my calves, long gloves covered my exposed arms, two delicate teardrop-shaped earrings hung on my ears, my waist-length hair was coiled and tucked into a white nurse's cap, two pink lipsticks were applied to my lips, and finally, a white crystal butterfly mask inlaid with roses extended from the bridge of my nose to both sides. The white light gradually dissipated, and only two seconds had passed. I looked at myself in front of me, the snow-white battle suit wrapped tightly around me, my full breasts, slender waist, and rounded buttocks, covered by white stockings and white high boots, exuding a sexual allure between the layers of thin gauze. My eyes, like autumn water, and long eyelashes were incredibly moving under the mask, and two strands of hair fell from my ears, long hair was coiled in a round cap, exquisite and elegant.

Under the layers of protection of the Saintess Battle Suit, I felt a growing unease. I recalled what my transformation training instructor at the base had said: "Transformation is the process of combining the potential within your body with your consciousness through the White Crystal to create the Saintess Battle Suit imbued with holy energy. The holy energy of the Saintess Battle Suit is closely related to your fighting spirit. If your consciousness is strong, your Saintess Battle Suit will protect you; otherwise, it's as fragile as ordinary clothing."... At the agreed-upon location, Rainbow Stone Bamboo had already arrived a while earlier. "Rose" turned around. The woman was about twenty years old. Her pale yellow battle suit and pale yellow hair gave her a noble air. A white blouse, a dark yellow long skirt, black knee-high stockings, and dark yellow boots made her look extremely elegant. A yellow round hat was casually placed on her head, and a pair of intelligent eyes in a pale yellow butterfly mask were warily watching their surroundings.

"We need to hurry. Lan is inside. I can sense that she's in great danger," Stone Bamboo said. The White Crystal was originally a huge crystal, and each Saintess retained a fragment of it. Because we were from the same mother body, we could sense the signs of our companions nearby.

We leaped into the cemetery, heavy with resentment. Broken tombstones and withered trees lay scattered everywhere. "The plague has begun to spread." The black substance slowly spreading from the ground—we called it the plague—was evidence of the Dark Tree's growth. As the Dark Tree grew, it absorbed the surrounding resentment, creating this strange black substance. It could corrupt the bodies of ordinary people, turning them into mutants. The Dark Legion within the plague possessed far greater vitality than normal, and the moment someone stepped onto the plague, the entire Dark Legion would sense it. "Right ahead..." "Face, plague...we have no way to avoid being discovered..." Shizhu looked at me nervously and said, "This is the only way." We jumped quickly, the withered trees and tombstones on both sides flashing by. Just ahead, a woman's groan and a noisy shout came from ahead. "Your companions have arrived, Miss Lan." A tall, bald, fat man looked at us, his face covered with swollen, rotting flesh. His huge tongue was licking Lan's leg. Lan was already lying there in a daze, moaning softly. Her battle armor was no longer recognizable, but the mask was still on her face, proving that she still had one last... A sliver of fighting spirit; if her mask were removed, her battle armor would vanish. "Rose... Carnation..." Lan slightly opened her eyes, then fainted. "Saintess White Rose and Carnation..." The bald, fat man looked up at us, playing with his thick phallus and laughing. "Looks like we'll have to capture three saintesses today." No sooner had the fat man finished speaking than several black-cloaked demons around them charged forward, black smoke rising from the black crystals in their hands. The ground around them began to loosen, countless rotting corpses crawling out of holes in the ground, and some withered corpses on the trees began to emit strange roars and struggle to fall. "Watch out!" I dodged a zombie's attack, conjured my staff, and delivered a heavy blow. The zombie fell not far away, its red light gradually fading. Shi Zhu drew her sword and swiftly dispatched two more zombies. "Two more hits, saintesses?" The bald fat man watched as the white light on Lan's body gradually dissipated. "Let me see what this girl really looks like." With that, the bald fat man removed Lan's mask. The white light on Lan's body instantly disappeared, and she returned to her usual clothes. The mask transformed into a makeup box inlaid with orchids. "Take her away," the fat man ordered a demon beside him.

"Lan!" I rushed over, but suddenly a rotting corpse blocked my way, its scarlet eyes glaring at me, its sharp claws snapping at me. "Ah!..." A piece of my shawl was torn off by the monster's claws (such strength! Even the Holy Armor couldn't withstand it). The Holy Armor could withstand external attacks, but looking at my torn shawl, I couldn't imagine what would have happened if my skin had been exposed. "Such a strong fighting spirit, White Rose," a demon chuckled maliciously. Suddenly, two screams came from the side. I looked around and saw that a rotting corpse had bitten Shizhu's neck. Shizhu was struggling, her body glowing white, her face flushed with pain—it was corruption! These monsters are corrupting the consciousness of the carnation. "The carnation's sensitive spot is on her neck," the demon chuckled. "Carnation!" Two rotting corpses suddenly blocked my way. I reached out to strike, but one of the corpses suddenly lunged forward, grabbed my arm, and bit down. "Ahhh..." I pushed the corpse away, and the two in front of me pounced, biting my arm and neck. A thin, filthy liquid seeped into my body from their sharp teeth, like an anesthetic, painful yet pleasurable. I struggled to push them away, clutching my wounds. Suddenly, my long skirt... Suddenly, my hand was pulled back. "Ah!!!" I turned around and a withered body swayed as it approached me, its genitals erect with a huge penis. I immediately felt my face flush. "Holy Seal...!!" The withered corpse fell to the ground. Suddenly, a sharp claw attacked from behind, tearing three huge rips in Scar's skirt. I turned around again, and a corpse pounced, biting my thigh through my long skirt. I cried out in pain, a tingling sensation spreading through my body. I pushed away the corpse that was clinging to my leg with all my might, and my consciousness began to blur.

"White Rose's weakness is her legs," said the demon beside me. This demon, from Hell, commanded the mutants with a black crystal (if I could purify it...). I forced myself to stay awake. Just then, two more rotting corpses approached. I felt my body slowly growing heavier, and screams rose and fell around me. Stone Bamboo lay there, covered in wounds, her armor tattered, her eyes filled with terror. A green-bodied, one-eyed monster roared furiously as it approached Stone Bamboo, while the bald, fat man stared intently at me. The situation was increasingly unfavorable for us. I could hardly dodge the monsters' attacks; the liquid injected into me seemed to possess... Like a drug, it made me increasingly delirious, and my private parts and breasts became unbearably itchy. I watched helplessly as the rotting corpse approached me, its claws tearing off my shoulder gauze. "Ah..." I struggled to push the corpse away, but another corpse pounced on my chest, grabbing my vest. Its large, black hands ripped at it forcefully, its body glowing white. My fighting spirit could still maintain the third level. I pushed the corpse away with all my might, but the corrosion was getting worse. If this continued... "Holy... Holy Seal!" The corpse collapsed, and the other two corpses slowly approached. I slowly retreated, a sense of fear rising in my heart. Suddenly, a strange roar came from behind, and a withered corpse... He grabbed me, and I lost my balance and fell to the ground. The withered corpse got up, grabbed my skirt with both hands, and tore it to shreds with a grotesque howl. My hands, which were holding the long skirt, were pulled away by the corpse, and my skirt was lifted up, revealing the wrinkles of the short skirt in front of him. My hands that were resisting were blocked again, and he growled as he reached into my private parts. The withered corpse's hard penis stood erect (protect me!!). The stockings gleamed white. The withered corpse didn't tear it away, and roared as he bit down on my thigh. The other two corpses surrounded me, biting my arms and neck. "Ah...ah..." My consciousness became more and more blurred, and just when I was about to give up... The monsters suddenly stopped and parted to the sides. "I like women with a strong will to resist." The bald, fat man walked over step by step. My vision was blurry, and I couldn't make out his face. I held on to my last bit of consciousness and barely managed to stand up. I heard Shi Zhu's seductive moans from beside me. Shi Zhu was lying there, being violated by a green-skinned giant. The rotting corpses were playing with Shi Zhu's breasts. I felt Shi Zhu's consciousness gradually fading away. "Saintess White Rose, you want to be violated, don't you?" His large hand suddenly pulled away my arms that were covering my chest. He chuckled and grabbed my vest, pressing it against my face. "No..." I desperately pounded on him. The monster laughed strangely. Slap slap slap! My vest was roughly ripped open, and I collapsed to the ground, exhausted, covering my chest as I stared dazedly at the strange man. He grinned lewdly as he approached, grabbing my hand and tearing off one of my gloves, exposing my jade-white arm. "How does it feel, White Rose?" the strange man said, grabbing my hand and shoving it into his mouth. His enormous tongue licked my hand, producing thick saliva. "No… let me go!… Mmm… Mmm…" The strange man released my hand, staring at my legs. "Beautiful legs," he said, picking up my leg and licking it with a smacking sound. A series of electric shocks made me groan. "It really is a leg, this…" "It should be more sensitive inside," he said, lifting my leg and licking the sensitive spot behind my knee with his thick tongue. "Ah...ah...no..." The intense tingling sensation made my leg twitch in the air. My resistance was repeatedly thwarted. The strange man seemed to be deliberately humiliating me, as if the more I resisted, the more excited he became. "Let me see your beautiful feet," he said. [Full text] His hand slid to my boots and licked them twice, then he forcefully pulled on my boots. "No...don't take them off...um..." I struggled weakly, my feet gradually leaving the solid sole of the boots, and then the boot shaft slowly slid down my calves. Snap, the boots were taken off by the strange man.

"Smells so good," the strange man sniffed, tossed his boots aside, grabbed my foot, and started biting and nibbling. "Ahhhhhh... mmm mmm mmm!!" "So the toes are the most sensitive spot for White Rose."

"Mmm... ahhhhhh... mmm... mmm... ah..." A surge of electricity overwhelmed my consciousness, my body was unbearably itchy, and I groaned loudly. "Finally, you're reacting, White Rose!" The strange man chuckled, lifted my legs, and started licking them wildly. My own lewd sounds excited him even more. He tore my skirt to shreds, laughed heartily at my enjoyment, and aimed his enormous penis at my genitals. I gave up resisting and closed my eyes.

"Carnation! Rose!!!" Several silver arrows shot out. Gladiolus, Feather Robe, and another unfamiliar girl rushed forward. The green giant, struck by several arrows, cried out twice and fell to the ground. The screams of the rotting corpses and demons were incessant. "There's even reinforcements!" The strange man lowered my leg, deflected several magic arrows, and roared in a language I couldn't understand, watching me retreat little by little. A few minutes later, a girl in pink battle armor ran over, calling my name. I gradually lost consciousness.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

I slowly opened my eyes, my body wrapped in medical equipment. A young girl wearing a mask looked at me with worried eyes. "Ruoxue, you're awake," she said with a smile after taking off her mask. I felt a weight lifted from my heart. Qin was the medical officer in the squad. At only 20 years old, she had joined the Holy Maiden's Guard and was a genius in magic control. The girl had a pure and smooth face, and her eyes were affectionate yet tinged with sadness. Her petite figure and delicate face were incredibly endearing. I smiled weakly at her, noticing that Shizhu was still unconscious on the bed next to me. Beside her sat a slightly older woman, Yueling, the squad leader. At 27, she was the oldest in the guard. Her long, flowing hair, reaching her hips, was neatly and naturally trimmed. Her dignified and mature appearance exuded the charm of a young woman. She wore a black long shirt with a black and white checkered skirt, black velvet stockings, and red high heels, looking exquisite and elegant. "Ruoxue, you and Shiqi should rest today," Yueling said, touching my forehead as she looked at my weak state, her eyes filled with glistening tears. "Lan..." I managed to utter a single word.

"Rest first, Ruoxue..." Yueling sadly shook her head.

When I woke up again, it was already dusk. Shizhu was sitting by my bedside, looking much better, and my body had recovered considerably. "Yueling and Qin have exorcised the demon..." Seeing me awake, Shizhu came over and took a hot towel to wipe my face. Thinking of how Shizhu and Lan had been violated by the demon, I felt guilty.

"I'm sorry, Shiqi..." Shizhu's real name is Shiqi, and she is a reporter. Lan is a female anchor whose real name is Lin. Shiqi and Lin are usually very good friends. This incident has hit Shiqi hard.

"It's okay, Ruoxue... It's all because we don't have enough practical experience..." Shiqi's eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't say anything. She wiped her eyes and smiled, pointing to the side of the hospital bed where my clothes were neatly arranged. "Ruoxue, these are your clothes. Qin has tidied them up for you. I'll go get you some hot water." With that, Shiqi got up and left. Only then did I notice Shiqi's attire. She was wearing a purple-black dress, black stockings, and brown high heels. She had a great figure.

I took off my hospital gown and put on my own clothes: a white lace round-neck t-shirt, a delicate white single-button jacket, and a black lace ruffled skirt. A small edge of the lace lining peeked out from under my knees, my firm breasts making the clothes look bulging. Thick, lead-gray stockings made my legs look round and long, and a pair of black open-toe high heels revealed my beautiful, alluring toes in the lead-gray stockings. Just then, Shiqi came in with water and handed it to me. A few hours later, we parted ways at the hospital entrance. The sky was just beginning to darken. I was wearing an apricot-colored trench coat and sitting on the subway. The bow-tie belt made the originally loose trench coat look extremely fitted. There were very few people on the subway, and looking at the flow of people going up and down, I felt that something was wrong. Soon I reached the apartment building and started climbing the stairs, my high heels clicking crisply. Just one floor from my apartment, a strange man collapsed to the ground. His body trembled slightly, and he emitted a pungent odor. His disheveled hair looked like it hadn't been trimmed in a long time, and his clothes were torn (had he been robbed?). I looked around; the quiet corridor seemed normal. "Sir... wake up..." The man was unconscious. I knelt down and helped him up. His body was unusually heavy; he groaned and leaned against me. I dragged him along with difficulty, his hands occasionally touching my chest, his face always close to my ear, breathing heavily. His rough, panting groans made me blush. I looked at him with disgust, but he remained unconscious. I opened the door and dragged myself inside. Suddenly, he woke up and slammed me against the wall. "Ah!" The violent impact hurt. I realized something was wrong. The makeup box in my bag made a buzzing sound. "White Rose, you're really kind, aren't you? Cut!" The gaunt man suddenly raised his head, sticking out a long, thin, snake-like tongue and staring straight at me.

Bang! The door slammed shut behind him. I backed away, experiencing my first close encounter with a demon without transforming. "White Rose, you really smell good, cut." The man stared at my bulging chest with scarlet eyes. Frightened, I covered my chest with my hands and slowly backed away. "You... what are you saying?" I hid my bag behind my back and quietly unzipped it. "White Rose, what are you holding in your hand?!" The man roughly pulled me over and snatched the bag from my hand. "Cut, White Rose, don't forget you're just a woman now." "Man, beautiful woman, card." The man hugged me, and I instantly ripped open my bag and found the makeup box. "White Rose Crystal, found it, card," he said. [Full text] He put the makeup box into his dirty pocket. "The Dark Lord is about to be resurrected, card!" The demon suddenly hugged my waist, his huge, mutated hands roughly kneading my breasts. "What a beautiful woman, card." "Ah...ah...let go..." A series of electric shocks made me unable to open my eyes, and the monster increased the intensity of the kneading. "Sensitive body, White Rose, give up." "Well, you've already failed. You've already got all ten crystals." "I won't... I won't give up... mmm..." The tingling sensation made my body spasm. The events of the past two days had made my body extremely sensitive. "Ah... ah... let me go!" I forcefully broke free from him and ran towards the balcony. If I were taken away, the consequences would be unimaginable, so even if it meant death, I couldn't give up. I opened the large French windows, and the strange man suddenly grabbed me, turned me around, and forcefully kissed me. His slender tongue swirled in my mouth. "Don't run, woman. Let me have some fun before I take you away!" He said [full text] and started kissing my neck, ears, face, and his foul-smelling saliva covered my face. "What a beautiful woman, what a fragrant woman (" The strange man grabbed the ruffled collar of my trench coat and forcefully ripped it open. "Ah..." The strange man pulled my trench coat down, and I took the opportunity to break free from him and ran towards the balcony. I gripped the balcony railing and leaned out. Looking at the high floor, I hesitated. The strange man chased after me, twisted my hand, and moved closer to me.

"Woman, want to commit suicide?! Not so easy!" [Full text] He punched me hard in the stomach, knocking me unconscious. The strange man grabbed my waist and threw me into the house. I cowered on the ground, my body convulsing uncontrollably. I felt the strange man approaching, but I didn't even have the strength to turn around. Suddenly, he lifted my skirt and began rubbing my private parts. "Ah...mm...ah..." Waves of electric current stimulated my consciousness, making me groan involuntarily. He pushed my hand away from my skirt. "Is this stockings, human? It's really tempting!" His hand slowly slid down from my buttocks, caressing me. My legs had become inexplicably sensitive. With his touch, I felt like I was being electrocuted, a tingling sensation spreading throughout my body. I couldn't help but groan, watching with excitement. As a mutant, I knew what my fate would be (I couldn't give up...). A voice in my heart seemed to remind me to keep fighting. I wouldn't be defiled. The gate was just ahead. I just had to run out... I struggled to get up. My vision was blurry, and everything seemed to be moving. *Smack!* The mutant's large hand slapped my buttocks. *Smack smack*, two more times. The stimulation of being hit excited me. Did I like being tortured? *Smack smack*, two more times. The burning sensation drained my strength. "Do you like being tortured?" He grabbed my waist and pressed me against his stinking body. The demon kissed me forcefully. My struggles were useless. I patted his shoulder, but he was even happier. He pushed me down and started sniffing my legs from head to toe.

"Your legs smell so good, you slut," the demon grabbed my shoe and ripped it off. He picked up my feet and licked them. "Ahhh...ah...ahhh..." My toes were my most sensitive spot, and my body convulsed uncontrollably. The demon ripped my clothes open and pulled them down violently. Exhausted, I collapsed to the ground, clutching my skirt, but it was easily torn off. He grabbed my lace t-shirt and ripped it to shreds with two snaps. I had no strength to struggle and lay there at his mercy. He lifted my legs and tore my stockings, forcefully inserting two fingers inside. "Ah...ah...no...um..."

"What a great woman, you want me to fuck you, ka!" I weakly patted his shoulder, too weak to move. I watched as the monster pulled down his pants, his huge penis erect. He pushed my hair aside and made me watch his penis enter my body. The tearing pain felt like the end of my life. The monster spoke in a language I couldn't understand, thrusting rapidly below. "Feels good, doesn't it, woman? I know you want it, ha, ha."

"Mmm...no...no...ah...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm..." It felt like a burning stick had entered my private parts. The strange man pushed up my bra and vigorously rubbed my breasts, but the feeling was also like ascending to heaven. "You want it, don't you? You want it, don't you?" The strange man was panting heavily. He must

have

seen my excited look. His thrusts became faster and faster. "Please...please...let me go...help..." "Ha, ha, ha,

huff, ah, huff" "Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah.

Ah

ah ...

"Still being stubborn, ah, ah, ah, ah, so good!"

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ahh ... I raised my staff and aimed it at him. The monster froze. "Holy Seal..." The silver-gray Holy Cross accurately struck the monster's body. The monster was surrounded by white flames, howling in pain, and slowly knelt down, turning into ashes. I gasped for breath, the staff falling from my hand. I felt dizzy and knelt on the floor. I removed my Saintess Battle Armor, tears blurring my vision, and I sobbed and fainted. The next day.

Thump... thump... thump... thump!

Today was test time. I paced back and forth in the classroom, wearing a black uniform, black opaque stockings, and black high heels. I walked back to the podium and looked at the students below. It was more like I was spacing out than proctoring. Obtaining ten crystals meant the seal would be broken. Yesterday's events were still vivid in my mind. Having my first time taken by a demon filled me with despair. A female student noticed my unusual expression and looked at me with suspicion. "What's wrong, Xiaoxin? Is there a problem?" I walked to her side, bent down, and said to her. "Teacher, what's wrong?" she asked softly. "I'm fine, hurry up and finish your writing," I said with a smile, stroking her long ponytail. I continued checking the students' test progress, gradually falling into deep thought again. Those demons wouldn't just be following me alone. I wonder if everyone is doing well now. Knock knock knock! The classroom door was knocked on. It was the new secretary who came with the principal. She wore small glasses, touched her scarlet red lips, and wore a tight red uniform, revealing a deep cleavage. Her attire was very revealing. Behind her followed a male teacher with a relatively unfamiliar face and thick glasses.

"Ms. Ruoxue, the principal needs to speak with you." The female secretary then glanced around. "Ms. Ruoxue has something to do today, so he's filling in for her." The students stared at me in silence. "Ms. Ruoxue, let's go!" The new secretary looked me up and down, her tone slightly commanding. "Okay." I turned around and saw Zhuo Ye's gaze; he was glaring at me, his hand playing with his genitals. The secretary and I walked down the corridor. Teachers in the surrounding classrooms were diligently teaching their students. Then, the secretary slowly put her arm around my waist, her soft breasts pressing against my back, sending a chill down my spine. "Ms. Ruoxue, you have such a great figure," she said, stroking my long, thick hair. Her soft, boneless fingers, seemingly radiating a chill, slowly slid down, then touched my buttocks through my flared skirt. "Please don't..." "Like this..." I brushed her hand away, intentionally keeping my distance as I continued walking. She leaned closer again, lifting my skirt with one hand and touching my leg through my stockings. "Such smooth stockings, it feels so good to be wrapped in them, doesn't it?" The secretary's scarlet lips whispered in my ear. "I really want to have some fun with you." "Don't do this... This is... a school..." I pulled the secretary's hand away, looking at her pleadingly. The secretary smiled lewdly, glanced at the principal's office in front of her, licked my earlobe through my long hair, and walked away down the corridor without a word. Her slender waist swayed exaggeratedly from side to side, twisting her ample buttocks under her red skirt, her high red heels stomping arrogantly on the ground. She glanced back at me, swallowed hard, and soon disappeared from my sight.

I nervously hugged my trembling body, feeling as if everyone around me desired my body. Countless faces appeared before me, their lewd eyes darting up and down at me (I will protect myself...). The feeling of my clothes against my skin brought me a slight sense of peace. Having learned my lesson from last time, I was very wary of the principal. I knocked on the principal's door, which was ajar. I opened it, and the room was empty. The luxurious long coffee table was covered with photos. I went over and was shocked. It was full of photos of me, from all sorts of angles, in all sorts of poses—photos of me teaching and changing clothes. "Teacher Ruoxue," the door slammed shut, and the principal walked in, his eyes lewdly fixed on me. "You didn't come yesterday and didn't ask the school for leave," he said, moving closer to me. Looking at the photos in my hand, he suddenly grabbed me. "Teacher Ruoxue, I've missed you for so long! You want me to violate you too, don't you?!" The principal's large, protruding belly pressed against my body, roughly kneading my clothes. "No!!! No!!" I struggled, pushing him away and running towards the door, only to find it locked from the outside. "You can't escape, Teacher Ruoxue. You're dressed so warmly so I can strip you naked, aren't you? Strip me naked!" The principal's voice grew louder and louder, and he gradually became frantic. He cornered me and started kissing me wildly. "No... Principal... no... no..." The principal hugged me, kissing my body all over. "Come on, I'm going to strip you naked!! I'm going to strip you naked!!" The principal threw me onto the sofa and held me down. "First, Ms. Ruoxue's coat!" I felt a chill on my chest as he ripped open my black uniform coat, revealing a white shirt underneath. "Ah... no... help..." My heart was ice-cold. Fate was so cruel to me. Is beauty really a sin? I covered my chest with my hands, trying to avoid the principal's stench and rough kisses on my cheeks. "Next, high heels!!" The principal lifted my legs up, holding them firmly no matter how much I struggled. He stroked my stockings and ripped them off. "No... no..."

"Next, Ms. Ruoxue's stockings!!" The principal reached into my skirt, grabbed the edge of the stockings, and pulled hard. Thump, thump, thump!

"Who is it!" the principal shouted sternly.

"Sir, it's starting." It was the female secretary from earlier. The principal paused for a moment, then stood up. "Teacher Ruoxue, I must have you, I must make you my sex slave." The principal looked at me with a lewd smile and walked out the door. I collapsed onto the sofa, disheveled, wiping away the tears from the corners of my eyes as I straightened my clothes. The principal's secretary stared intently at me from the doorway. "What are you going to do to me..." The principal's secretary didn't answer, watching me walk out. I hurriedly straightened my clothes and rushed out of the principal's gate. A faint sound of sex echoed through the empty campus.

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