The World of Illusions

"Here again. Looks like I've fallen asleep again." Wei Yang looked around, confirming his location. This was the fourth time he'd appeared here in his dreams. But was it really a dream? The dirty, narrow alleyways, the dim streetlights, the feel of the walls, the damp, musty smell—could a dream be this real?

Forget it, now wasn't the time to think about that. Standing here like an idiot was too dangerous. He'd better find somewhere to hide, as usual, and wait for himself to wake up in the real world!

Based on experience, it was definitely a dream, because he always woke up from a deep sleep afterward. But the dream felt too real, and the scenes were so bizarre and terrifying.

This place resembled a desolate, ruined city. In all these visits, Wei Yang hadn't encountered anyone else besides himself, but he'd seen plenty of other things. Those terrifying beings—they had horns on their heads, glowing green eyes, and hideous faces. Some had three eyes, some had six arms, some even had wings—all strange and grotesque monsters.

Wei Yang moved forward, recalling his previous visits here. Over a month ago, Wei Yang first dreamt of this place. While wandering aimlessly, he encountered a wriggling worm—a fat worm the size of a small car, with arms, a giant eye on its back, and fangs and a gaping maw on its chest. When Wei Yang saw the worm, it was also looking at him from across the street. After a two-second stare, Wei Yang instinctively turned and ran, while the worm, slightly slower, wriggled towards him. The worm, though seemingly clumsy, was incredibly swift. Fortunately, Wei Yang was used to exercise and his legs were relatively agile. After a frantic run, dodging left and right, he finally shook off the creature. Panting heavily, Wei Yang dared not wander aimlessly any longer. He found a room in an abandoned office building, curled up, and hoped to wake up soon. He

did wake up. In the following month, Wei Yang returned twice more. Having experienced the first encounter, he cautiously avoided the monsters on the second two occasions, finding safe hiding places and quietly waiting to awaken.

Even a nightmare eventually ends, so he decided to find a hiding place first, just like before.

Wei Yang carefully made his way to an inconspicuous three-story building and hid there. After settling into a comfortable position on a fairly clean mattress, this nightmare journey was finally over.

The long and tedious wait for him to wake up began, and Wei Yang started thinking about the problems he'd experienced with his body over the past month since the start of the semester. "What's wrong with me lately? Could I be sick? I haven't been staying up late, so why am I so sleepy all the time? Sometimes I suddenly feel incredibly sleepy and then fall asleep completely." Wei Yang had just experienced a sudden surge of drowsiness during his jurisprudence class, sensing he was about to fall asleep again. He didn't want to end up like he did in his constitutional law class, where he was completely unable to wake up. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Wei Yang grabbed his books and rushed back to his dormitory.

He always felt extremely tired after waking up from here, not the physical fatigue from physical labor, but the mental exhaustion from overworking his brain. Wei Yang also noticed that the longer he stayed here, the more exhausted he felt upon waking. "This can't go on. My body will eventually give out. I need to think of something, but what can I do?

What clues do I have?" Wei Yang fell into deep thought. "If I had to pick up any clues, this dream is the only one right now. But those monsters roaming around don't seem easy to deal with. If I go out on my own, forget about finding any clues; one wrong move and I'd become their dinner." Since this is a dream, even if something goes wrong, nothing should happen in reality, but Wei Yang didn't dare take the risk. It wasn't that he was cowardly; he just felt that the dream was too real. In this dream, when he ran, he would be drenched in sweat and panting. When he fell, his knees would bleed and feel a burning pain. He had even slapped his own face and twisted his thigh—all real pain. This was unlike any dream he had before, and he could clearly remember everything that happened in the dream after waking up… All these signs forced Wei Yang to be cautious and not act recklessly in this dream.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on? Ugh!" Wei Yang thought for a while but couldn't come up with any new clues. He could only sigh inwardly, not really expecting anyone to tell him what was happening.

Hmm? What a loud noise! Wei Yang had just snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a loud bang outside. He got up and looked out the window, immediately spotting the source of the noise.

It was huge! About a hundred meters to the right of his building, at the intersection, Wei Yang saw the largest monster he had ever seen before—a scorpion the size of a bus with a human-shaped upper body. Just as Wei Yang finished marveling at the monster's size, he saw something even more surprising.

It was... a person! Finally seeing someone else besides himself, Wei Yang was thrilled. He couldn't miss seeing anyone, no matter who they were. Wei Yang immediately dashed out of the building and ran towards the intersection. But when Wei Yang was about fifty meters away from the person, he had to stop again. He had only seen the person very close to the monster, seemingly being chased, but now, closer, he saw that the person had stopped running and was fighting the monster.

It was a woman. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Wei Yang could tell from her long ponytail and figure that it was a woman.

The woman was dressed in sportswear, wielding a long spear. She dodged and rolled, leaping backward, always managing to avoid the scorpion monster's two large pincers.

"Fool, do you really think I can't handle you? How can I fight if I don't lure you to this open area?" The woman's expression was cold and her eyes resolute. She gripped her silver spear tightly, her body slightly bent, poised to leap at any moment.

The two stood silently, watching each other, catching their breath after their previous struggle, and preparing for their next attack. Suddenly, the scorpion monster roared, making Wei Yang, dozens of meters away, pound his heart.

Looking at the woman, though only a few meters away, her expression remained unchanged. Almost simultaneously with the roar, the scorpion monster's two massive pincers slammed down towards the woman.

The monster wanted to intimidate its opponent with its roar, even if it only slowed her down for a second—no, even half a second would be enough—to deliver a fatal blow with its swift pincer attack. Wei Yang observed everything from a distance. It seemed this monster was not only ferocious in appearance but also intelligent.

The woman leaped upwards, easily dodging the pincers' attack. But while she was in mid-air, the scorpion's previously still stinging tail stabbed straight at her. The barb gleamed coldly, and the hook's blade was purple, undoubtedly highly venomous. Even a mere scratch would likely be fatal.

Here it comes! The woman noticed the approaching stinger but showed no panic; her expression remained cold and composed. She swiftly shifted to the left in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the hook, emerging unscathed.

To move laterally in mid-air without any support was already incredible, but the woman's movement wasn't over yet; her leftward shift turned into a downward descent, with unstoppable force.

"It's over." As the woman's words fell, the spear pierced the scorpion monster's chest. Time seemed to freeze for two seconds as the scorpion monster stared in disbelief at the gaping hole in its chest, its pupils wide with shock. Then everything returned to normal; the scorpion monster let out a mournful cry and collapsed to the ground.

"It's over." Wei Yang, having witnessed the entire process, was both excited and shocked. "This woman initially only dodged and didn't attack, probably waiting for a chance to kill her. Her high leap when dodging the giant pincers was a deliberate attempt to create an opening for the scorpion monster. She was waiting for the stinger to strike; if the stinger missed, it wouldn't have time to retract and protect the scorpion monster, making that the perfect opportunity to kill it. The scorpion monster initially only attacked with its large pincers, also intending to use its stinger to surprise the woman when she was off guard." Wei Yang recalled the battle and formed his own thoughts. "Both sides had their own plans, but the woman was more skilled." After calming himself down, Wei Yang walked towards the woman again; he had many questions that needed answering.

The scorpion monster's massive body petrified the moment it died, crumbling into dust with a crash and beginning to dissipate in the wind. The woman picked up the spear and rummaged through the rubble. Finally, she pulled out a palm-sized, dark red crystal. Gazing at the crystal, a rare smile appeared on her face.

She placed the spear beside her, sat cross-legged, held the crystal in her hands, and closed her eyes. Within a minute or two, when she opened her eyes again, the crystal had lost its luster.

Wei Yang hadn't even reached halfway when the woman seemed to sense his presence and turned to look at him. But she only glanced at him before picking up the spear and dashing off into the distance. Wei Yang was utterly bewildered, wondering if he was more terrifying than the monster.

"Miss, don't go!" Having finally found someone, he couldn't let the opportunity slip away. Wei Yang called out as he chased after her.

"This is the right way, but where is everyone?" Wei Yang followed the woman through the maze-like alleyways, watching her turn into this alley, only to find it was a dead end and she was nowhere to be seen. "Could she have climbed over the wall? After all, she's so skilled." Wei Yang was still frustrated at not being able to keep up when suddenly a dull thud and a sharp pain in the back of his head caused him to lose consciousness.

He opened his eyes with a throbbing pain in the back of his head. "Was I attacked? Hmm?" When he fully regained consciousness, Wei Yang found himself in a dimly lit room, sitting on the floor against the wall, his hands and feet bound.

"Awake?" A clear, melodious female voice interrupted Wei Yang's struggles. Only then did Wei Yang realize there were other people in the room, but he couldn't make out their faces in the dim light.

"Girl, what are you doing? Let's talk this out." Before Wei Yang could finish speaking, a long spear thrust towards him, startling him into a scream. After two seconds, feeling no pain from the piercing, Wei Yang looked down and saw the spear embedded between his thighs, less than a fist's distance from his vitals.

"Next time, you won't be so inaccurate," the woman said, standing in front of Wei Yang, looking down at him. "I ask, you answer. Understand?" "Understood, understood," Wei Yang nodded several times.

"Very good." The two faced each other, less than a meter apart, and Wei Yang saw the woman's face clearly for the first time. A delicate oval face with a high nose bridge, large eyes, a perfectly sized mouth, and thin, pale pink lips—a truly rare beauty. Moreover, the woman looked quite young, about the same age as Wei Yang. However, her usually cool and aloof face was now flushed. Was it the lighting in the room? No, the exposed skin on her neck and ears was also flushed, even her eyes were red, giving her a unique charm. Wait, now's not the time to think about these things.

"What are you daydreaming about?" The woman noticed Wei Yang staring at her with displeasure and stepped on his leg.

"I didn't do anything... What did you say, miss?" Wei Yang suddenly snapped out of his daze and stammered.

The woman glared at Wei Yang, perhaps trying to appear fierce, but the blush on her face seemed even more pronounced than before. To Wei Yang, it didn't look fierce at all; instead, it made her even more beautiful.

The woman noticed her unease and retreated to a dimly lit corner of the room. After catching her breath, she asked, "Who are you? What are you trying to do by following me?" "Miss, I swear I have no ulterior motives. I'm just an ordinary college student. I'm following you to figure out where this place is and why I'm here..." The conversation finally got to the point, and Wei Yang put aside his other thoughts. Thinking that he was counting on the woman to answer his questions, Wei Yang began to recount his situation in detail, especially his circumstances over the past month, to convince her.

Wei Yang spoke at length, until he felt he had nothing more to say, when he noticed the woman hadn't spoken.

"Did I say too much?" Wei Yang thought to himself, noticing that the woman had somehow changed from standing to sitting, her head bowed.

"Miss?" Wei Yang called tentatively, but there was no response. "Miss, I..." "Shut up, don't speak." Wei Yang thought the woman hadn't heard him and raised his voice again, but was stopped by a low growl. Wei Yang, unsure of what was wrong with the woman, could only obediently shut up. A moment later, the small house fell silent.

The woman herself didn't know what was wrong with her either. At first, she only felt a slight fever, which she attributed to the exhaustion from the earlier battle and her lack of proper rest. However, her body gradually grew hotter, accompanied by a strange itching. Her mind began to conjure up erotic images, and something seemed to seep from her groin. Her legs felt weak, so she had to sit down, her consciousness beginning to blur. Wei Yang's incessant chatter annoyed her, and when he finally finished, he continued calling her "Miss," making her even more irritable.

The rebuke she intended to use to shut him up came out as a coquettish tone, startling her.

She tried to meditate and regulate her breathing to alleviate the situation, but she couldn't concentrate, and her consciousness grew increasingly weak. She

concluded that the problem lay with the dream crystal—this was the last thought that came to her before she completely lost control of her body.

Wei Yang was confused about what was going on. The girl sat on the floor in front of him, initially fidgeting, but gradually her hands began to roam over her body. After a while, as if that wasn't enough, she took off her jacket, slipping one hand under her t-shirt and the other between her legs from her navel, kneading and squeezing with seductive moans. Finally, she lay down on the floor.

Wei Yang, a freshman in college and still a virgin, had only ever seen such a sight before, a beautiful woman passionately touching herself in front of him, accompanied by maddening moans. Naturally, Wei Yang's penis hardened.

Although he found it very arousing, he knew something was wrong. He was still bound and unable to move; regaining his freedom was his top priority.

"Miss," Wei Yang called out to the woman twice, but she seemed not to hear him at all, still absorbed in her own world. Wei Yang was getting annoyed. "You should at least consider where you're going to be in heat! Are you just ignoring me like this?" The woman lay on the ground with her legs slightly apart, one hand rubbing her breast and the other digging into her genitals. Suddenly, accompanied by a series of moans, her waist arched upwards and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. This lasted for about ten seconds before her buttocks returned to the ground. Then, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she stopped moving and just lay there panting weakly.

Wei Yang swallowed hard. Although he had no experience in this area, he could guess that the woman had just had an orgasm.

"Damn, this bitch is really going at it. She should be sober now. I'm calling you, did you hear me!" Wei Yang raised his voice and shouted.

This time, the woman finally reacted, raising her head to look at Wei Yang, but her eyes were filled with confusion, as if she only realized there were other people in the room after hearing him shout.

The woman's cheeks were still flushed. After staring at Wei Yang for two seconds, a seductive smile appeared on her lips, and she crawled towards Wei Yang using her hands and knees.

In the blink of an eye, the woman had climbed onto Wei Yang's lap, sitting on his thighs. The two were now very close, their noses almost touching.

Wei Yang gazed at her flushed face, inhaling her delicate fragrance and an indescribable scent, his face burning with her heavy breathing, and his lower body hardening even more.

The woman turned her head towards Wei Yang's right cheek, and he immediately felt something soft, hot, and wet brush against his right cheek. That thing moved down his neck, then up his left cheek. Wei Yang knew what it was, but when he saw that pink tongue trace its path across his lips, he couldn't help but feel a rush of heat to his head, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Seeing Wei Yang's embarrassed expression, the woman smiled wickedly and sealed his lips with hers. Wei Yang felt two soft, tender lips meet his, and her nimble pink tongue followed, pressing against his teeth. Wei Yang offered no resistance, and her tongue entwined with his. Wei Yang's mind was a little dazed, letting the woman do as she pleased. Wei Yang had never dreamed of this unfolding. Although it wasn't his own choice, he had to admit that the feeling was quite good, even wonderful.

Anyway, he was in a dream and bound, so what was there to hesitate about?

Their lips and tongues intertwined in a complex way, from passively responding in his own mouth to actively reaching into hers. Wei Yang's kiss, though lacking in skill, was greedy and passionate. As their lips slowly parted, a glistening thread still connected them.

When Wei Yang recovered from the passionate kiss, he found his shirt buttons were undone. The woman's buttocks slid down his thighs to his calves, her body leaning forward, burying her head in his chest. Her tongue danced up and down, sometimes swirling in place, on his chest. "Oh!" Wei Yang couldn't help but groan. It turned out the woman's tongue was licking his nipple, first teasing it twice with the tip, then sucking on it.

Wei Yang trembled with pleasure. The woman's mouth didn't stop, and her hands weren't idle either. They had already unbuckled Wei Yang's belt and pulled his trousers down to his knees. Wei Yang's erect penis felt relieved without the belt, but then a hot little hand grasped it through his underwear.

The woman lifted her head from Wei Yang's chest, and Wei Yang saw that her skin had turned a vibrant, luscious red, her dark, enlarged pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and her breath was moist and hot, having aroused all her desire.

After stripping Wei Yang of his clothes, the woman began to undress herself. Having already removed her coat while touching herself, she now only needed to take off her t-shirt and unhook her bra.

What Wei Yang saw after removing her t-shirt wasn't an ordinary bra, but breasts tightly bound by layers of white cloth. When the cloth was removed, two large, white breasts bounced out, trembling in the air, their pink nipples already erect.

The sight before him made Wei Yang's eyes widen. He really wanted to feel the soft flesh, but his hands were bound, so he could only admire them from afar. However, other stimuli quickly distracted him.

Wei Yang's underwear was also pulled down, and there was no longer any barrier between his hot, small hands and his burning erection. His soft, boneless hands could barely grasp the shaft and stroke it up and down, causing his already sufficiently erect penis to suddenly grow even larger.

After a few moments of manipulation, the woman gave Wei Yang a seductive smile, seemingly satisfied. She stood up and began to remove her last remaining covering. As her lace-trimmed panties slid down, Wei Yang saw a prominent, dark, thick mound between her snow-white thighs, with a hint of pink flesh below.

The woman didn't give Wei Yang a chance to examine it closely. She threw off her panties and sat back on his lap. The dark mound pressed against his erect penis, and Wei Yang could clearly feel the moisture on it.

The woman slightly lifted her buttocks, pressing down on his penis with one hand to adjust the angle, preparing to penetrate. However, after several attempts, she couldn't find the right path, and his penis was completely soaked.

Wei Yang gritted his teeth, trying to hold back from ejaculating.

The woman moaned and groaned, finally finding her way after many failed attempts, the head of her penis pressing against the slit.

As the woman pressed down, Wei Yang felt his glans slowly enveloped by an incredibly tight sheath of flesh. Although both of their genitals were soaking wet, the resistance to moving forward was immense, and it took them quite a while for the glans to even penetrate.

The woman seemed dissatisfied with this progress and simply stopped controlling her strength, pressing down with her body weight.

"Ah!" A scream escaped from both of their mouths almost simultaneously.

Wei Yang felt his glans break through a thin barrier and pierce into a hot, moist cavity. The soft yet immense pressure of the walls overwhelmed Wei Yang's pent-up desire, and a tingling sensation shot through his tailbone, causing his penis to swell even more. Gushes of fluid gushed out, lasting for about ten seconds.

As Wei Yang ejaculated, the woman's vagina spasmed and contracted intensely. A warm current gushed down from deep within her vagina, washing over the glans and shaft, but it couldn't escape due to the tightness of their union. Wei Yang, being a novice, ejaculated immediately upon penetration despite his best efforts. However, even a novice has their advantages; his libido remained undiminished after such a satisfying outburst, and his penis, still soaked in warm bodily fluids, began to stir again.

The woman's moans subsided, and her body spasms ceased, but the vibrant blush on her skin showed no signs of fading. Wei Yang could feel the small hands supporting his chest still burning hot, indicating that her desire had not yet dissipated.

Perhaps in response to the erection within her, the woman began to gently sway her hips. Wei Yang clearly enjoyed this, and his penis instantly returned to its optimal state. Limited by the position, Wei Yang could only barely lift his hips to meet her, but even so, it brought him unprecedented pleasure. While his earlier ejaculation had also been pleasurable, it was due to his lack of experience and inability to last. Now, with her vaginal walls undulating and squeezing his penis, Wei Yang truly experienced the sensation of intercourse with a woman.

Simply twisting her waist was no longer enough for the woman; she began to thrust her hips up and down, the fluids from the thrusting penis almost completely soaking Wei Yang's thighs, and her moans grew louder. Wei Yang's pleasure surged rapidly.

"Ah!" After lifting and sitting down once more, the woman let out a long moan, leaning forward towards Wei Yang, her two large, soft breasts covering his mouth and nose, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Wei Yang had also reached his climax; without the woman's hip thrusts to match, his pleasure had diminished, so Wei Yang could only thrust upwards with all his might, finally pushing his penis further in with all his might, the glans touching a soft spot. This soft spot seemed to have a small opening in the middle, instantly sucking in the glans, Wei Yang felt a powerful suction force travel along his penis throughout his body, even his spine went numb.

A torrent of fluid shot straight into the small opening of the soft spot, and with the sucking, Wei Yang felt as if his very soul was being sucked in, his body becoming light and airy.

The suction slowly subsided, but the glans remained tightly connected to the small opening. Wei Yang felt dizzy and weak all over, his consciousness becoming increasingly hazy.

Suddenly, a sharp pain in his groin snapped him back to reality. Something was flowing back from the small opening, traveling along the shaft and entering his body, the sensation like needles pricking wherever it passed. Gradually, the pain spread throughout his body, the initially tolerable pain intensifying.

Wei Yang sensed something was wrong and tried to separate them, but his hands were bound behind his back, and the connection seemed glued shut. No amount of twisting or swaying could help. Wei Yang shouted and pounded his head on the woman, trying to get her up, but she had been in a daze, as if in a dream, and he couldn't wake her.

The pain had spread to his neck, now a stabbing agony. Wei Yang was sweating profusely, his teeth grinding together. Desperate, he could only think of ways to relieve the pain. Looking at the swaying, enormous breasts before him, he bit down without hesitation. The bite caused the woman excruciating pain; a scream escaped her lips, and with that scream, Wei Yang lost consciousness.

[The End] [This post was edited by creazing on 2019-01-09 09:37]

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