The Painted Skin of Liaozhai

One morning, a man named Wang from Taiyuan was traveling when he encountered a young woman carrying a turban, walking alone with great difficulty. He hurried to catch up with her and found her to be a beautiful young woman of about sixteen.
They fell in love and he asked, "Why are you walking alone so early in the morning?" The woman replied, "I am just a traveler, unable to dispel my sorrows. Why bother asking?" Wang said, "What troubles you? Perhaps I can help you." The woman sadly replied, "My parents are greedy and have sold me into a wealthy family. The legitimate wife is extremely jealous, scolding me in the morning and humiliating me in the evening. I cannot bear it any longer and must flee far away." He asked, "Where are you going?" She replied, "A person on the run has no fixed abode." Wang said, "My humble abode is not far. Please come and visit." The woman happily agreed. Wang carried her turban and belongings and led her home.
The woman, finding the room empty, asked, "Why do you have no family?" He replied, "Just a simple meal." The woman said, "This place is quite nice.
If you pity me and wish to keep me alive, you must keep it a secret." The man agreed. They then slept together.
At that moment, the woman undressed and rose, her breasts high and trembling, almost like a pair of white doves. The man played with them, playfully pinching her nipples with his fingers. The woman cried out repeatedly. Then, she stretched out her lotus-like arms and touched the man's genitals. He felt a throbbing sensation under his touch—it was a magnificent organ.
The man leaned down and sucked on her fragrant nipples, making a soft, wet sound. Then he took her breast in his mouth, wondering, "Why does it feel like a stretchable abdominal wall, without any real sensation?" The woman noticed this and tightened her grip, causing the man to wince in pain. The woman then bent down, unbuttoned the man's robe and trousers, and pressed her cheek against his. The man was captivated. Then, the woman performed oral sex on him, sucking from both ends and teasing him with her tongue. The man was filled with pleasure.
Then they went to bed. Wang Sheng, a man of great stature, frequented brothels and was never unsuccessful. He then began to fondle the woman's body, assuming a doggy-style position. He held her buttocks tightly and thrust forcefully, each thrust reaching its hilt, each withdrawal rapid. The woman cried out softly, "Gently, gently."
Her breasts and buttocks swayed, and her moans and lewd words filled the air. He then tried having the woman lie down, turning his back to her, holding her thighs tightly, and inserting his penis. However, her vulva was shaped vertically, and Wang Sheng's horizontal thrust caused her vulva to swell, resulting in excruciating pain. She repeatedly begged for mercy, pleading and rolling her eyes wildly. Wang Sheng ignored the warnings and continued his vigorous thrusting, but a suspicion arose in his heart: "In the past, the woman's genitals were abundant with vaginal fluid, dripping and trickling. Now, although her genitals are slippery, upon closer inspection, they are smooth and hairless, and there are no traces of vaginal discharge." Wang Sheng, preoccupied with his desire, became lax in his movements. The woman died, then relaxed, weeping softly. Wang Sheng felt a pang of unease and, momentarily exhausted, hastily ended the act.
He hid in a secret room, where no one knew. He secretly told his wife. His wife, Chen, suspected she was a concubine of a wealthy family and advised him to send her away, but he refused.
He happened to be in the market when he encountered a Taoist priest, who looked at him with astonishment. The priest asked, "What have you encountered?" He replied, "Nothing." The priest said, "Your body is surrounded by evil energy; how can you say nothing?" Wang Sheng pleaded again. The priest then left, saying, "How foolish!" There are indeed those in the world who, even facing death, do not realize their mistake!
"The man, finding the woman's words strange, became suspicious. He then thought, 'How could a beautiful woman be a demon?' He suspected the Taoist priest was using witchcraft to hunt prey.
Soon after, he reached the gate of the temple, but it was blocked from the inside. Suspicious, he climbed over a ledge, only to find the door closed. Peeking through the window, he saw a hideous demon, its face green, its teeth jagged like saws, spreading human skin on a couch and drawing on it with a colored brush. Then it threw down the brush, picked up the skin as if shaking a garment, and draped it over itself, transforming into a woman.
The man, seeing this, was terrified and fled like a beast. He hurriedly chased after the Taoist priest, but he couldn't find him. He searched everywhere and finally found him in the wilderness. He knelt and begged for help, pleading for the demon's removal. The Taoist priest said, 'This creature has suffered greatly, and has only just found a replacement. I cannot bear to harm it.'" "Then she gave the scholar a fly whisk and instructed him to hang it on his bedroom door. They agreed to meet at the Qingdi Temple before parting.
The scholar returned home, but dared not enter his study, so he went to his inner chamber and hung the whisk there. Around midnight, he heard a rustling sound outside the door. He dared not peek himself, but sent his wife to peek. She saw a woman approaching, but seeing the whisk, she dared not enter, standing there gritting her teeth. After a long while, she left. A short while later, she returned, cursing, 'The Taoist priest tried to scare me, but it's not true! Would you rather spit it out than put it in your mouth?' She took the whisk, smashed it, broke down the bedroom door, and went straight to the scholar's bed.
The scholar was frightened. The woman said, 'Young master, why do you look so worried?'" The man could not answer. The woman then removed his clothes, and the man, unable to resist, was instantly naked. However, he was terrified, and his penis shrank and could not erect. The woman then undressed herself, revealing herself to him.
She cupped his penis in her hands and repeatedly touched it, but the man, remembering her ghostly face, trembled with fear and showed no sign of arousal. The woman then leaned over and offered her breasts, making the man suckle. The man shook his head, and the woman brushed her breasts against his face. Though the breasts were soft and fragrant, the man felt utterly terrified.
The woman then performed oral sex, caressing him with her fragrant tongue and then swallowing deeply. His penis gradually became erect. The man looked at the woman's face; she was beautiful and graceful, a lovely woman, but knowing her ghostly presence, his penis shrank again.
The woman was enraged, took a red silk ribbon, and bound it... Wang Sheng's limbs were suspended from the bed, spread out in a starfish shape. Hot water was fetched for him to wash, and his penis gradually became erect again. The woman untied a thin red silk ribbon and tied it to the base of Wang Sheng's penis. At this moment, his penis swelled and stood erect like a spear. The woman then climbed on top of him, supporting him with her hands, and slowly, winding her way into his vagina.
At this moment, Wang Sheng stood suspended in the air, the woman embracing him, her delicate buttocks swaying back and forth, as if testing the willow branch. The woman's voice was soft and sweet, and although Wang Sheng experienced pleasure, he was also filled with trepidation.
The woman stroked Wang Sheng's chest, checking his heartbeat, which was slow and gentle. The woman then tightened her vaginal muscles and thrust in with all her might. Wang Sheng felt as if his lower body was being sucked away, and his seminal vesicles could hardly hold back. He frantically tried to suppress his urges, but the woman kept him from ejaculating.
She continued to pull him for a long time, but he wouldn't come. Enraged, she strung a red ribbon around his neck from the rafters, hanging him by his limbs, face down in a bow shape, his genitals protruding like a long sword. Lying down, she pulled him up and down. She opened his vulva wide and penetrated him, pulling harder and harder, his penis moving in and out like a mortar and pestle. Yet he still wouldn't ejaculate.
She fumbled for his clothes, took out several aphrodisiac pills, and forced him to swallow them. Then, she kissed him, using her saliva to help him swallow them. After three or four swallows, he felt blood rush to his head, and his genitals swelled violently like a rolling pin.
The woman released him; his penis was a dark, translucent purple-black, the glans like a monstrous, menacing shovel. The penis, its glans open and closed, was grasped by the woman, its size large enough to fill her palm. The man lay supine on the bed, limbs outstretched. The woman rolled over and guided the penis inside her, stopping halfway.
She then tied her hands to a red ribbon suspended from the beam, squatting in mid-air, her vulva swollen. She tried thrusting in and out, experiencing excruciating pain, swaying from side to side. The man's penis resembled a lotus stem, the woman's vagina a bud, moving with the wind, sometimes gently. The woman felt pleasure, her vaginal fluids gushing forth. She then tore off the skin from her lower body, and her vaginal fluids spurted out.
The man looked up; the woman's thighs were also a deep green, like jade in stone, crystal clear. A thin line of blood appeared from her vulva. The woman said bitterly, "I have suffered many hardships, but I have never had such a huge genital organ. The walls of my flower are worn raw." "Full of resentment, she swayed back and forth, bending down to press her skin against Wang Sheng's chest and abdomen, and leaning back so that her head touched his ankles. Wang Sheng's penis throbbed with pain, and felt like a carrying pole, trembling incessantly.
Wang Sheng begged for mercy, but the woman ignored him, continuing to thrust. Wang Sheng thought, 'I can't escape death anyway, so why not enjoy myself?' He then said, 'Release me, and I will make love to you.'" "The woman was pleased. She obeyed his words and untied the red silk.
Wang Sheng embraced her intimately. The woman's body was light and graceful, like a kitten. Her hands held her green buttocks, and his penis stood straight up. He pressed down and entered her vagina. The green water flowed within her flower, warm and refreshing. Wang Sheng held her thighs and thrust up and down. The woman felt the head of his penis was prominent, and with each thrust, her soul soared to the heavens.
The woman said, 'Since I entered this world, I have never tasted this. Please allow me to change my clothes.'
Wang Sheng was shocked: 'I am not afraid of the lower but afraid of the upper.'
The woman laughed and continued to make love to him in his arms. She tore off her breast skin, stopping at her face. She slipped off, revealing that the woman's body was blue and green, bright and clear. Her breasts were as smooth as jade, soft and yielding to the touch. Her waist was easily encircled, her lower abdomen flat, and her private parts were covered with lush grass, concealing the entrance. Wang Sheng thought to himself, '...'" "This is a beauty, but what of her face?" Wang Sheng grasped her breasts, lifted her thighs, and placed a pillow under her buttocks. His penis thrust horizontally into her vulva, pumping back and forth like a bellows, relentlessly pounding. The woman's senses were hazy, her body changing colors rapidly. In a moment, she reached her climax, screaming repeatedly. Her vagina convulsed, and her abdomen became transparent, like water seen through thin ice, clearly visible. Wang Sheng looked down; his penis was constricted within a tube, the glans reaching the top of her head during penetration, its color a deep crimson. Upon withdrawal, gushing vaginal fluid filled the space. (First published on Sex Bar )i=30> In this unseen realm, Wang Sheng observed the penile insertion and withdrawal, thrusting with all his might. The woman experienced repeated orgasms, releasing her climax repeatedly, leaving the bed wet. Suddenly, Wang Sheng remembered the method of swinging. He immediately ended the act. He bound the woman's limbs and suspended her high from the beam, her pink legs vertical, her vulva fully exposed. Wang Sheng used himself as a mount, spreading his legs to reveal his penis. Holding a red ribbon, he aligned it with the shaft, then pushed the woman, swinging himself backward. At the lowest point, her vulva was perfectly aligned, and his penis was inserted to the root. He then pushed her apart, using the momentum of the swing to thrust incessantly. Each time the woman was thrust, she cried out, her buttocks trembling, her breasts swaying. Wang Sheng was extremely pleased.

On a whim, Wang Sheng grabbed the woman's waist and thrust relentlessly, his penis throbbing uncontrollably, his spine aching and numb, his hair standing on end. He ejaculated once inside her. The woman, receiving this semen, suddenly opened her eyes, her fingernails growing longer, splitting open like a breast, from her throat to her abdomen. Wang Sheng's seminal vesicles were released completely. At that moment, every time the woman split open an inch of her breast, Wang Sheng's penis would throb once or twice, a mixture of pleasure and pain. The woman laughed repeatedly, and Wang Sheng died. The woman scooped up Wang Sheng's heart and left.
The wife cried out. The maid entered and lit a candle; Wang Sheng was already dead, his body covered in blood. Chen was horrified and wept, unable to utter a sound.
The next day, she sent her younger brother, Erlang, to inform the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest angrily said, "I pitied her, yet this devil dares to do this!" He immediately came with Wang Sheng's brother. The woman had already disappeared. Then, looking around, he said, "Fortunately, she hasn't gone far." Holding a wooden sword, he stood in the courtyard and cried out, "You wicked ghost! Return my whisk!" The woman inside was terrified and pale. She went out to escape, but the Taoist chased and struck her. The maid's human skin was ripped off, transforming into a vengeful ghost, howling like a pig. The Taoist beheaded her with his wooden sword. Her body turned into thick smoke, piling up on the ground.
The Taoist took out a gourd, uncorked it, and placed it in the smoke. It hissed as if inhaling, and the smoke vanished in an instant. The Taoist stuffed the gourd into his mouth and put it in his bag.
They looked at the human skin; eyebrows, eyes, hands, and feet were all perfectly formed. The Taoist rolled it up, making a sound like rolling up a painting scroll, and put it in his bag as well. Then he departed.
Chen bowed at the door, weeping and begging for a way to bring her back to life. The Taoist declined, saying he could not. Chen, even more sorrowful, said, "I am willing to give my life in her place," and prostrated herself on the ground, refusing to rise. The Taoist priest pondered, "He brought this upon himself. I should have his daughter devise a plan." He then took out a gourd and asked, "If you wish to renounce his heart, you may have his wife engage in intercourse. When the blood is flowing, I will personally calm his heart." The wife immediately set up a bed, tidied the corpse, and wiped away the blood. The Taoist priest took out the gourd, and the woman emerged. Her face was emerald green, her cheeks and teeth were ferocious, and her teeth made a snarling sound. Her lower body was beautiful, and her skin was the color of glass. The Taoist priest scolded, "After this is over, I will send you to reincarnation."
After speaking, he left and sat quietly in
another room. The woman stepped forward and caressed the corpse, just like foreplay. The king had lost his life force, and his penis was short and limp like a silkworm.
The woman instructed the wife to caress his limbs, while she used her slender fingers to manipulate his penis, slowly stroking it. With her other hand, she squeezed his abdomen, and the blood flowed, causing the penis to grow longer. Then she used her mouth to warm the penis.
The wife was ashamed and closed her eyes. The woman used one hand to manipulate her own vagina until it was wet. He turned and straddled the living corpse, swallowing and spitting out his penis, pressing his hands against the living corpse's buttocks to circulate blood
and qi. He then instructed his wife to manipulate the two women's orifices with her hands, holding them as they warmed. The woman bound the living corpse's limbs with red silk to obstruct blood flow, at which point the penis became erect, about five fingers long. He then sat on top of it, supporting it with his hands, and after a long, winding motion, finally inserted it into the orifice. He then instructed his wife to pinch the base of the living corpse's penis with two fingers, and the woman lifted and moved it up and down, loosening the orifice from below and sucking water from above, the penis receiving nourishment, like sprouting spring grass, swaying and rustling.
The woman supported the living corpse's wife and kissed her. The wife opened her eyes and saw the hideous ghost face, its green tongue sucking on her, and was terrified, but thinking of the living corpse, she had no choice but to embrace it. The woman caressed the wife's breasts and licked them with her tongue, arousing the living corpse's wife, who clung tightly to him. The woman then broke free, embracing the living corpse from behind, and made her have intercourse with the living corpse.
However, the man's penis was soft and unsatisfied, and his wife's vagina was not full. He sat on his hips and swayed in circles. His wife had been estranged for ten days since the woman's arrival, and her desire was like dry tinder igniting. The man's penis entered her vagina, and she saw the familiar figure standing there, graceful and poised. The woman swayed the man's body from behind, in the same position as usual, with the woman on top and the man on the bottom.
The woman leaned over the man's wife and kissed her passionately. She spat into his wife's mouth, and she felt something hard and gurgling in her mouth, which then descended to her chest. Her heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what was happening, but the woman's body gradually became transparent, and her internal organs were clearly visible. It seemed as if she had merged with the man's wife. Their bodies sank down, and the man's penis, receiving this, gradually returned to normal.
The woman bound the man's limbs with a red ribbon, like a swing, and made the man's wife lie face down with her back to her. The woman pushed the man's body, supporting his penis with one hand from below, and approached the woman's vagina. She suddenly thrust in, but did not let it be completely withdrawn, and pounded inside her. The man's wife felt as if something was blocking her throat, and she could not expel it.
Seeing this, the woman bound the living wife to the beam. The living corpse lay there, and the woman pulled the red ribbon, causing the living wife to have intercourse with her. The woman then pushed the living corpse's buttocks, straining to thrust out his penis. She then took out a powder packet and sprinkled it on the living wife's genitals. The living wife felt unbearably itchy and wanted to thrust vigorously. With each thrust, her vulva swelled up. When she pulled back, his penis was long and slender. The living wife was in ecstasy, completely forgetting that she was having intercourse with a corpse. The woman sat on the living corpse's head, rubbing his vulva. His clitoris felt prickly. She then opened his vulva wide and entered him headfirst, filling him completely. It was like a woman giving birth. The two women were having sex with the corpse. Their clitoris was throbbing. Just as they were reaching the peak of pleasure, the woman kneaded the living wife's breasts, and the living wife's vulva trembled. A sensation arose from her lower body and rose to her chest.
Suddenly, it rushed out. Before she could look back, it had already fallen into her cavity. She looked in surprise and saw that it was a human heart, throbbing and leaping inside the cavity, steaming like smoke. She was greatly surprised. She quickly closed the cavity with both hands and squeezed it with all her might. If he relaxed his grip even slightly, a faint mist would escape from the seams, so he quickly bound it with a strip of cloth. He touched the corpse with his hand; it gradually warmed, so he covered it with a quilt. In the middle of the night, he opened the door and saw that it was breathing. At dawn, it was alive again. It said, "I felt as if I were in a dream, but I only felt a dull pain in my abdomen."
The man examined its lower body and found that the binding at the base of its penis was broken. He looked at its wife, whose face was half green, and whose teeth were jagged like saws. The woman was gone, and he realized that it had transformed into a human.
The Historian of Strange Tales says: "How foolish are the people of the world! They clearly see a demon and yet they think it is beautiful. How deluded are the foolish! They clearly see loyalty and yet they think it is false. They love a man's beauty and then try to seduce him, and their wives will also eat the man's spittle and find it sweet. Heaven's way is to repay kindness, but the foolish and deluded do not understand."

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