Inner taboos

It is a dangerous symbol, a desire, a perversion, an illogical yet insurmountable taboo wall.

From theft and crime to exhibitionism, rape, and even indiscriminate killing, all stem from the inability to withstand the rapid expansion of the inner darkness and the loss of self. People fear it, suppress it, yet they can always truly feel its restless stirring within them.

And I never knew that the darkness could expand to such a terrifying extent within me.

Born into a family of police officers, with a strict chief inspector father and a meticulous prosecutor mother, I was rigorously trained from a young age to be a model student who followed the rules. Finally, at the age of twenty-one, I became the city's youngest detective, and in less than seven months, the mayor recommended me for the position of police chief.

However, in less than five years, my team alone had solved 66 major cases that garnered city-wide attention. I, nicknamed "Little Cui the Justice," suddenly became a hot candidate for the vacant police superintendent position. Unfortunately, my competitors were also highly experienced, and my rapid rise had attracted resentment. Unable to withstand the various rumors and slanders, I needed an even bigger and more difficult case to secure my future goal of becoming police superintendent.

Therefore, without realizing the immense crisis facing me, I rashly took on a tricky case involving "mutant mercenaries."

Generally, there's an unwritten rule in T City that the department doesn't get involved in cases involving mutants of level three or higher; these cases must be transferred to the Major Crimes Unit or the X Academy. Unfortunately, at the time, I was blinded by some desire and, ignoring all the officers' advice, insisted on ordering my subordinates to intercept the perpetrators.

That day was the most tragic day of my life. Almost all thirteen of my team members and I were slaughtered by a mutant. Severely wounded, with my arms pierced by some unknown blade, I was even ridiculously bleeding as I was hung upside down from a high-rise building, being mocked.

"Hehe, how did you find me? What secrets do you know?" The mutant, whose face was uglier than a lizard's, after killing all my team members, used his fat tail to wrap around my ankles, attempting to throw me off the roof as a threat.

"F...fuck...die..."

"Hehe, I was just teasing you because I didn't need to know anything, but your reaction has utterly disappointed me. What a letdown. Goodbye, officer..." Just as the lizard-like mutant was about to throw me off, a woman behind him suddenly spoke up to stop him.

"Wait... this man seems to be a famous police officer, he seems... like... yes, his name is Trist, 'Little Trist,' right?" The short-haired woman with a fierce look seemed to have recognized my identity and my somewhat mocking nickname and was trying to stop me. When she got closer and examined me, I could feel the characteristics of a strong and capable female mercenary.

"What? Hehehe... So even the renowned Arc Light is interested in a pretty boy police officer?" "No, don't underestimate him. This kid's not exactly unknown, and his willpower seems pretty good too. His skills are enough to hold his own against you... That's almost the limit for a human." "Not even close! I haven't even warmed up yet!"

"I know, I know, but rather than throwing away someone with a bit of fame like trash, it's better to sell him to Dr. Zola. I'm sure he needs fresh test subjects right now." "Oh? Gugu... You money-loving tomboy, you always talk about money... Such a keen nose! I didn't know 'The Raiders' had gotten in touch with 'Hydra' so quickly... Hehe, good... I've got a big appetite lately, you'd better offer me satisfactory terms." "Hehe, no problem... But it's better to be honest about the bill, after all, you and Hydra have some old grudges, but business is business, it's still 40/60 split, that's the rule."

"Fine, just that one sentence! Sell!"

And so, I was captured by two mutant mercenaries and taken to a secret room, a clandestine experimental base, where I spent the most difficult ten months of my life.

During my imprisonment, I didn't actually see Dr. Zola; instead, I felt like I was being controlled by various doctors in white coats. They relentlessly interrogated me with all sorts of questions, like a test of loyalty, constantly pushing me to the brink of collapse and submission. But I wasn't so easily defeated. No matter how they tortured me or what kind of drugs they injected me with, I endured it all.

But no one is without weaknesses. During one experiment, when they played a video of my wife dating my best friend of many years, I realized with a deep understanding that I was completely enraged, utterly broken.

I screamed in agony, making many vulnerable moves that I should have suppressed long ago. And just as I was about to surrender, they showed me Elena and Nas's passionate lovemaking. Just as I was about to break down and attempt self-harm, some kind of drug was immediately injected into my neck.

After that, I seemed to lose my convictions and certain personality traits. I no longer believed in justice, and I loathed mutants. It was all their fault; they made me lose everything, lose Elena… lose Chief Tristana, who should have been a star in T City's police force.

Before I first met Dr. Zola, I was certain that I had been completely drained by those doctors. I told them everything they wanted to know without reservation, just asking them to let me go as soon as possible. But I endured this for several more months before finally seeing Dr. Zola.

"Hello, Dark Side." Dr. Zola's face appeared on the flickering screen, and his first words left me completely bewildered.

"What did you say?"

"Perhaps you don't understand, Mr. Trist, or Justice Trist... In any case, you are the darkest man I've ever met."

"I... I don't understand what you're saying."

"Heh heh, perhaps you haven't realized that you've lost your way because of your excessive faith in justice. At the same time, you've seen too much crime, corruption, dirty money, and peer hostility. All sorts of injustice have already led you astray, corrupted by desire. How deep the darkness of this world has been revealed to you, hehe, but it's a perfect quality, and also the new identity we're about to liberate for you..." "What exactly are you...?"

"Don't be afraid, it's not time to show your anger yet, hehe... Mr. Dark Side, you'll still be the righteous and powerful police officer, but you'll also be our Hydra's most loyal subordinate..." "I don't care what conditions you want, as long as you're willing to let me out..." "Shh, don't be nervous... relax, Dark Side... I've thought of a special and suitable gift to give you." Then I was once again put into a transparent, sealed culture tank, where those damned doctors were once again conducting horrific human experiments on my body.

However, this time I could clearly see them drawing blood from an unconscious white-haired woman and then injecting it into my culture tank.

Red veins were seeping into my body, following the added drugs. The stinging pain was an extreme agony I had never experienced in my life, as if my blood was about to explode inside me. Just as I was about to faint, I caught a glimpse of a name on the woman's bed: Vanessa…

This excruciating pain seemed to last for dozens of days, until I finally collapsed from exhaustion and fainted countless times. Then, I awoke with a start to find the laboratory engulfed in flames. A man in a tight-fitting red shirt, his face smeared with dark circles like a panda's, pried open my culture tank, muttering incessantly to me. Finally, he violently threw me outside. I then realized that he had set fire to the laboratory because he couldn't find the woman named Vanessa, and even destroyed my culture tank as an act of venting his anger.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, the laboratory was ultimately destroyed, and I became the sole survivor of this mysterious experimental base.

Luckily, I survived, but unfortunately... possibly due to the harassment and sabotage by the red-clothed monster, I indirectly lost my sense of smell completely. My skin became much smoother than before, and my hair became so sparse that it didn't look like a man's. It even felt like Elena's. Perhaps, more or less, it was related to receiving the blood of that female mutant.

In a daze, I wandered the streets for quite some time, and then, to my astonishment, I discovered my newfound "superpower" after receiving mutant blood.

My nose had completely lost its sense of smell, but instead, it became particularly sensitive to pheromones that humans couldn't distinguish, especially beautiful, teenage girls, who were more easily aroused. I even began to uncontrollably become fascinated by women's clothing, which was so mysterious and alluring!

Just as I couldn't resist sniffing stolen underwear like a pervert, oh my god… what a wonderful, magical scent it was! It felt like some kind of aphrodisiac was rapidly burning within me.

I loved that feeling, and I never knew that women's underwear casually removed during sex could be so vibrant and seductive. It seemed my heart was beginning to appreciate this beauty more and more. Even more remarkably, as my brain absorbed more and more pheromones from the underwear, it began to undergo unexpected and astonishing changes.

I realized I was increasingly able to clearly sense all the connections the woman had made with the lingerie, from the day I bought it, every moment she wore it, who she had sex with, what positions she preferred, which sex she found most arousing, even whether she had used a vibrator or a dildo for masturbation—all of it was clearly imprinted in my excited mind.

As I repeatedly absorbed more of this woman's lingerie, more and more unspeakable secrets surfaced clearly in my mind. I absolutely loved this feeling, especially the illusion of invading someone's privacy and becoming one with it… It absolutely excited me to the point that I had to wear them all so that more and more pheromones could come into contact with my skin.

"Ah! This...this is..."

In my almost unconscious state, I put on all the women's underwear. Within seconds, my nipples began to react, and my penis swelled rapidly, as if about to ejaculate. Sure enough...for the first time, I felt the continuous stimulation of premature ejaculation, and I ejaculated all my thick semen onto the underwear.

"Hmph...hmph..."

Just as I felt disgusted and ashamed of my extreme perversion, the swelling pain in my nipples only increased. Gradually, I felt my body was deforming, slowly, disorderly, and perversely twisting into a shape that fit snugly and perfectly with the underwear!

"Ah! This...this face...ah!" Even more astonishingly, I was shocked to find that the beautiful woman in the mirror was actually myself! And even though I didn't know her at all, I was certain that the face belonged to the woman who owned the underwear! That's right! From the hallucinations produced by absorbing pheromones, the owner of the underwear was indeed this face!

"Drink...hehe...ha...hahaha...my voice...my face...ha...hahaha!" I couldn't control myself; my hands were uncontrollably caressing my breasts, kneading my own nipples! This was something I had never imagined in my life, let alone becoming a stunningly beautiful and sexy woman.

The most unimaginable thing...my newfound superpower was to use pheromones to replicate other people's bodies and faces!

After that, it took me a long time to suppress the various perverted, twisted, and erotic thoughts that arose. I had to return to a normal life as soon as possible, otherwise, I would be completely overwhelmed by this incredibly beautiful and evil temptation.

Yes, I had to hide it, even though the feeling was incredibly beautiful and exhilarating, but most importantly, I had to let Elena know as soon as possible that I was not dead and win back my beloved wife.

Furthermore, I've come to realize I have a new superpower, not just transformation, but also the ability to spy on anyone's private affairs... With just pheromones, I can clearly see that Elena's true love is only me... ****************

... A level 3 mutant, modified through postnatal alteration, possessing abilities close to the original Copycat Vanessa, but unable to copy other mutant abilities. He relies on illusions created by absorbing pheromones to discern whether a woman is in heat and the depth of her orgasm. When a woman's orgasmic fluids mix with his semen, it produces "Honey Crystal Liquid," which reveals the host's deepest fears and darkest side. Berserk Mode: After evolution, he becomes level 4, and once his semen enters a woman's body, it causes permanent modifications to certain organs, especially effective against mutant women with high willpower and significantly higher mutant levels. ************ Ability Stats: 1. Intelligence ★★★★★ 2. Strength ★★★☆☆ 3. Speed ★★★☆☆ 4. Endurance ★★★★☆ 5. Energy ★★★★☆ 6. Skill ★★★★★ Several days later, after gaining a more complete understanding and mastery of my superpowers, I began to seriously consider how to return to T City from the unfamiliar town. After all, I didn't want to frighten Elena by suppressing my feminine side. Before rushing back to my beloved wife, there were still some things that needed to be accomplished. I must first clarify one thing: before discovering my physical transformation, I was a decisive but impatient and careless person. Most of my cases were solved through sheer impulsiveness and luck. However, after leaving the laboratory, I realized that I had become different from before, and many things I had never thought of before suddenly took on different perspectives. This time, I won't act rashly, nor will I rush home to embrace Elena. My habits have changed, my body is different now, but my heart will patiently and step by step prepare our home, waiting for my wife to return to my side. "Oh my god! Tristana... Tristana..." The moment I walked into the police station, all the officers screamed, staring at me in disbelief. I knew everyone must think I was dead; after all, it's hard for someone to disappear for over ten months without being discovered, especially a nationally renowned police star. I had to provide a reasonable explanation for my disappearance. Of course, I couldn't reveal everything that had happened; that would only cause me immense trouble, possibly even dismissal or indefinite leave. I needed to craft a plausible and dramatic story. If I were still the overly righteous Tristana of the past, I might have preferred dismissal to doing something so dirty as to distort the truth. But I'm different now. After a brief exchange of pleasantries with my former colleagues, I requested to report directly to the chief about what had happened over the past ten months. "Is...is this true?" The chief frowned, quickly dialing several numbers. I knew I was always arrogant, someone who wouldn't even lie, but that day I had told the chief a colossal lie, framing all my past mistakes on the red-clad man who destroyed the lab, falsely accusing him of being a Hydra assassin and of using despicable methods to kill all the officers, all while claiming I was being hunted and unable to contact the station to avenge my men. "Do you know how much pressure the police station has been under these past few months while you've been hiding in the Andes Mountains? It's like you've lost a hand. Every day the news is filled with headlines about the disappearance of 'Justice Cui.' I know, Chief. That's why I couldn't expose it. Fortunately, my hard work paid off, and we finally managed to destroy that evil underground organization." I told the Chief the truth about the secret experimental base. After all, it was just a ruin now, and I believed that no one would find out if I took the credit for it.

"Very good, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Justice Cui has pulled off another brilliant case. Heh, although the process was a bit complicated, but regarding Hydra… don't tell anyone. I'll invite X Academy to join the investigation. But honestly, Cui, seeing you return safely truly comforts me." The chief gripped my hand tightly, convinced he still believed I was the same upright and incorruptible Justice Cui. Such a person would never lie. This transformation made me feel a little nauseous, yet I felt an unexpected, inexplicable sense of pleasure.

Lying, deceiving, unleashing my evil side… I seemed to be starting to enjoy this transformation.

Afterwards, the chief solemnly announced Justice Cui's return to the team and contacted reporters to prepare a press conference for my comeback. He believed that after tomorrow, the world would once again have hope for Justice Cui's name.

"Well done! Brother… I can't believe… you're still alive!" Just then, this voice left me somewhat bewildered.

The tall, imposing man had a casual stubble, greasy brown curly hair, and a sharp suit that made him look dashing and carefree. His bold personality was the complete opposite of mine, yet he was also Cui's best friend and sworn brother for many years.

"Jason...hi..." My expression instantly froze, but Jason rushed over and gave me a bear hug.

Yes, my heart was filled with complex emotions. If it were before, I would have retaliated with a wrestling-style neck hook and responded to our friendship with a greeting only we both knew. But ever since I found out he had slept with Elena, things could never go back to normal.

"Enough...enough...Jason...let go of me!"

"Huh...why have you gotten so thin?" Jason asked suspiciously, trying to confirm, but I pushed him away forcefully, and he almost fell over in a flustered state.

"Did I touch something wrong...your chest...is bulging? You don't have breasts, do you?" Jason's joke really startled me.

That's right. Because I was wearing a woman's bra so comfortably that I didn't want to take it off, my body hadn't yet adapted to the pheromone transition period, which is why I looked somewhat masculine with a feminine body. I didn't even realize that my breasts were almost peeking out from under my tight shirt.

Also, this result was actually a form of secret training for my body, to test whether I could control the changes in certain muscles, but I didn't expect someone to hug me so suddenly and without warning.

"No... don't joke around... becoming... becoming thinner really is... otherwise, you could try starving yourself in the mountains for ten weeks straight..." To ease the embarrassment and worried about being discovered, I quickly adjusted my breathing, trying to see if I could change my flat chest back to its original shape.

"Ha! I'm not like you... I can go ten weeks without food or water, but not ten days without a woman..."

Jason flashed his usual proud white teeth. Luckily, he was usually careless and clearly didn't intend to pursue the small discovery he'd just made, only interested in showing off. Although he had married a young and beautiful wife, he was a womanizer and a troublemaker. Unfortunately, I never imagined he would one day lay his dirty hands on Elena.

Yes, I loved her too much... trusted Elena too much... I was filled with regret for that painful memory.

"Looks like Elena knows you're back. We should celebrate tonight..." At this point, I finally noticed a strange change in Jason's eyes, but I didn't want to ruin everything; it wasn't the right time yet.

"I'm not ready yet. I want to surprise her, brother. I want you to promise me you won't tell Elena the truth before tomorrow's press conference."

"What are you talking about? You really plan to do that?" Jason asked, looking surprised.

"Promise me you won't tell Elena I'm still alive before tomorrow." "I must say, brother, this is a terrible decision." Jason frowned, but I ignored him. This way, I could be more certain whether his relationship with Elena had progressed sufficiently.

Then came another round of pleasantries and formalities. After finishing the chores, an hour or so had passed. I suppressed my complicated emotions, hitched a ride with a colleague, and returned to… the home that had once belonged to Elena and me.

"Darling… Darling!" Unexpectedly, the moment I entered, Elena, who had been waiting for this moment, threw herself into my arms. This time, I consciously made sure my chest no longer resembled a woman's.

"I'm sorry for worrying you… I'm sorry…" I spent a lot of time trying to explain why I couldn't contact anyone, but Elena just listened silently, her hands clenching tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, I realized something was wrong. No! My Elena… If she were still the Elena I used to know, she should be slapping me hard right now, pounding my chest, and then kissing me deeply without listening to anything else…

No, she shouldn't be so calm, no… she shouldn't feel so guilty! Elena… you should hate me! You should be angry… This… is absolutely not how you should act towards your closest lover!

Why… why did I explain so many pointless lies to you? Why didn't you stop me! Is it because the person you love is no longer me?

No!

I've become so different! I hate this version of myself! I can't hide anything from you… I have so many thoughts that are more complex than I ever imagined before… What's wrong with my brain?

Right now, I can only smell… I smell Elena… no… she wasn't aroused by me… the kiss just now wasn't passionate… there was no aphrodisiac scent… was it pity? Or guilt? No! It can't be like this!

Impossible!

"Honey... what's wrong? Your expression... it looks so scary..." "No... nothing... it's probably because the pain of losing my subordinates in the line of duty hasn't subsided, especially since I came back... I need more time to adjust... By the way, who told you I was still alive?" I felt like I was about to collapse again, so I reluctantly changed the subject.

"It was Jessica. You forgot she's a frontline reporter. She notified me as soon as she got the news..." Elena wiped away her tears, her expression still as gentle and considerate as ever.

Yes, Elena was the most beautiful anchorwoman on V channel, and Jessica was her best friend and work partner. Everything seemed to make sense.

But... but my Elena... you've started lying to me... Jessica couldn't have told you this, because I deliberately had the police delay notifying her, just to test you and Jason.

My heart was bleeding, but I dared not show it. Every time Elena tried to comfort me, the pain in my heart only increased.

Then I interrupted Elena's deliberate attempt to be friendly, simply mentioning that I had a press conference the next morning. She considerately took care of everything for me, letting me rest, and only made a phone call after confirming I was sound asleep.

"Jay... I need to talk... Yes, immediately..." The soft voice finally reached my ears, but I remained calm, waiting for Elena to drive away before turning to look out the window.

"It seems... I must proceed with the next step of my plan..." I knew what would happen next; they might even spend some more time together. Even if this was the last time, I couldn't be sure what Elena was thinking. I couldn't care less about that now; I needed to practice my abilities even harder for the test. So I called a female friend.

"Trist! My God... You're alive! You... I can't be the last person to know this, can I...?" The scream on the other end was utterly astonished. The excited woman was Jessica herself, indirectly confirming that Elena's information didn't come from her.

"There's something I need to talk to you about..."

"What are you saying! Where's Elena? No... how about this, let's meet at our usual spot!" Jessica was a straightforward woman, unusually frank and unconcerned with her appearance. She always wore a ponytail, a tank top, and denim shorts. Calling her a buddy wouldn't be an exaggeration. After hearing my story, she readily agreed without asking any questions.

How should I describe our relationship? Well, she was the first female journalist to interview me and show genuine interest in me. She was even the journalist who dubbed me "Little Cui of Justice" in the local newspaper. Because I needed to maintain good relationships with the media, she introduced me to Elena. Over the years, Jessica has helped me a lot, although she herself feels that my news stories have helped her. In short, our relationship is more than just friends; we

're practically platonic confidantes. When Jessica arrived at the small bar as agreed, her eyes widened in disbelief at every word I had said.

"This...this can't be true! There must be some misunderstanding..." "No, it's all true. As soon as I fell asleep, Elena rushed to Jason's place. Ha...haha, they're probably under the same blanket right now. You can't blame her; anyone would think I'm dead. You can only blame yourself..." Taking advantage of my drunkenness, I told Jessica everything I knew, not only for my next goal but also to confirm if any third party knew about their affair.

"No...no! I don't know anything. What huge news did I miss? I didn't even notice, Trist...Trist, have you thought about what to do..." Before Jessica could finish speaking, I took the opportunity to pull her close and gave her a rough, passionate kiss!

"Ah...um...um..." Soon, as I expected, Jessica was defenseless, and a strong scent of aphrodisiac pheromones emanated from her. I knew...this girl had taken the bait.

"Choi...Choi...Mmm...Mmm..." Jessica gripped my hair tightly, excitedly anticipating further. The passionate kiss made her nipples stand out prominently under her t-shirt, like an animal in heat, letting me freely explore her body.

Before this, I had already signaled to the bar owner what might happen next and paid him double for the drinks. Sure enough, before this scene began, there was no one else in the bar except for a few casual customers.

Then we stumbled into the restroom, kissing passionately all the way. It seemed that she had also deliberately forgotten that she had a photographer boyfriend with whom she had lived for many years. The aphrodisiac scent in the room grew stronger and stronger, which was exactly one of the results I wanted.

"Ah...Choi...Little Choi...Actually, I..." As I gently bit Jessica's lips, my hands had already successfully pulled off her sexy thong. I could confirm one thing again: this woman had been subconsciously hoping to have an illicit relationship with her date.

"Shh, don't talk..."

"Ah...so...so good..." I held the pink thong to my nose and inhaled deeply, unable to stop myself from doing this crazy thing, because the chestnut-like fragrance was incredibly delicious. A woman with such a scent, I believed, given time, could transform the tomboyish Jessica into the beautiful and alluring woman I desired. Luckily, she was enjoying our intimacy with her eyes closed and hadn't yet noticed how morbid and lewd my actions were.

Soon, through the scent on the panties, I gained a completely new understanding of Jessica's sexual experiences and fetishes.

"Ah...yes! There...there...ahh...so good..." Jessica gripped my shoulders tightly, her entire body already moaning from my skillful teasing of her sensitive spots. It seemed I needed to make good use of this superpower to conquer the woman before me.

"Lie down." Jessica's aphrodisiac concentration had reached a near-maximum level. I knew that at this point, she wouldn't object to any position, so I made her turn her back to me and, in a humiliating doggy-style position, forcefully rub my penis into her hot, wet little cunt!

"Ah...ah! So big...ahhh..." Jessica's reaction was even better than I expected. She didn't resist much during the first penetration, and with my guidance, she quickly and automatically tightened her grip, her labia like a nimble little mouth, constantly swallowing and releasing my penis.

"Ahhh...ahhhh! So...so amazing...ahhh...Little Cui...ahhh..." Since Jessica was my first test subject, I hadn't fully grasped the state of being aroused by pheromones, but from the sense of taste, I could roughly figure out if a woman had a real orgasmic response.

Under my several fierce attacks, Jessica was completely defenseless, letting me do as I pleased. Even when I forcefully ejaculated inside her, she only offered weak verbal resistance. Even when I transferred my hard penis from her mouth into her wet anus, her intense lust couldn't stop her body from actively responding to my roughness!

"Ah! It hurts..."

"How are you...doing it hurts?"

"No...don't...don't stop...whatever...ah...you're so amazing...ah...it's so beautiful...ah!ah!" Jessica seemed to have never experienced anal sex before, but her pained expression couldn't hide her excited cries. After only a few thousand piston thrusts, her body's arousal reached a new high. After only half an hour of passionate love, she went limp and passed out from pleasure.

"Ha...hehe...haha...is this my ability? This kind of sex feels so exciting...I've never felt this before. It's as if I can see through a woman's inner desires while having sex. This is much more exciting than I imagined." Watching the panting beauty lying limply in the toilet, I put on Jessica's scattered underwear and put it on myself.

"Ah ha..." Then my body shape began to change gradually, becoming smaller, and gradually becoming exactly the same as the woman lying on the ground, without any difference.

"Hmm...it really does help me understand a woman's true sexual desires and triggers. It seems it won't be long before Jessica can't live without me." I touched my burning, hard clitoris and breasts, the feeling was like being brought to orgasm by my own body, trembling with pleasure.

For the sake of the experiment, I was willing to sacrifice our friendship. Besides, she had been intentionally or unintentionally showing affection and ambiguity from time to time, but I had deliberately ignored it since Elena came along. Now, satisfying her desires would further aid my new experimental plan.

"What's this smell?" I immediately noticed a special scent I had never smelled before in Jessica's tender vagina, which had just been penetrated. It must have been a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen. I put it in my mouth and tasted it carefully, but unexpectedly discovered an even more surprising secret.

"Ah! This is..." A dark side immediately flashed through my mind, the woman's most vulnerable mental state. In the image, she was bound in black leather, a dog collar around her neck, kneeling on the ground, kissing the man's toes incessantly...

"Ah... I want more... Master... I'm your bitch... Jessica is a big pervert... Please punish me... Aha! I'm excited... Haha... Ha..." Under the constant onslaught of such images, my body, now Jessica's, trembled with excitement, my lower body flowing with honey-like fluid. This further convinced me that this desperate perversion was the forbidden wall she craved most deep inside!

"Ha... Haha... Jessica... You... Your fetish... is so special... So exciting... I can't stop... Ha... Haha... You... Your dark side... Haha! This is your true dark side!"

Finally, I seemed to realize the real reason why Dr. Zola referred to me as the dark side. This ability did not come from the white-haired woman named Vanessa, but most likely from Hydra's deliberate modification plan against me.

"Ha...haha...it feels so good...Jessica...I never thought you were this kind of woman, very good...from now on you...you will only have the dark side, hehe...hahaha!" At this moment, I completely forgot what kind of personality I used to have. I only know how wonderful it would be to be able to grasp a person's inner taboos.

A moment later, Jessica slowly woke up from the bar. The bar was empty, the place was spotless, and the owner was nowhere to be seen. It seemed to have been arranged beforehand that only Jessica and I were left.

"Ah... my back... you were too rough... really..." Jessica's expression gradually relaxed when she saw that I was still there, and she looked at me with mischievous, watery eyes.

"What? Does it hurt?" I offered a perfunctory reassurance, but seeing that no one was around, Jessica took the initiative to sit on my lap and even asked for a kiss intimately.

"Mmm... Cui, this is the first time in my life I've ever had an orgasm... really..." "Oh my god, I don't even know what I'm saying..." Seeing that I didn't refuse, Jessica even boldly rubbed her large, braless breasts while skillfully caressing my body.

The strong aphrodisiac scent lingered in the air. I knew that Jessica had changed, especially after making love with me; her eyes and expressions were very different.

"Hmm... Trist... Darling... Let me take Elena's place... I've loved you from the first moment I saw you, hmm... I'll break up with Joseph tomorrow..."

"No." I resolutely rejected Jessica's advances and cruelly pushed her away, causing her to fall to the ground. I knew how panicked and ashamed she looked, but I also understood that she was a woman who couldn't live without me.

"You... why?"

"No, Jessica, my darling, I can't leave Elena." "Wh... what?"

"I said I can't leave my wife. As for you... I've heard from Elena that Joseph proposed to you, although you always refused because you were too busy with work..." "No! No... I... the person I love most is you... Trist... it's true..." Just as Jessica's emotions seemed to plummet, I gently patted her cheek and straightened my collar as if preparing to leave.

"Don't worry, baby, I won't break you and Joseph up, that's not my style..." "No! Listen to me... Waaah... Trist... Don't leave me..." In just a few seconds, Jessica was crying hysterically. I wasn't sure if it was because of our physical intimacy, but I was certain that the dark side of her heart was ready to be unleashed for me.

"Baby, I'm not a heartless man, at least not to you..." "But Joseph is ultimately the best partner and person for you to marry and have children with. I can't leave Elena. We are nothing to each other."

"No! Stop talking! Stop talking!"

"But... there's a way to be closer..."

"You... what did you say?" Jessica grabbed my legs in disbelief, her pleading eyes watching me slowly pull a sinister item from my pocket that sent chills down her spine.

"Ah!"

"If you're willing to wear this, we'll have a new intimate relationship." Jessica's eyes widened, unable to move for a long time, because this collar was exactly the same style as the humiliating and lewd object projected into her heart.

"Why...why do you know..."

"You have to put it on yourself. It's the instinct of a pet dog. Once you accept it, you'll be a bitch without a self, your mind only focused on orgasms, until you die of excitement." Although I couldn't believe I was saying such terrible things, I felt no sympathy or pity for Jessica. To me now, it was a chance for her redemption.

Less than half a minute passed. Just as I pretended to get up and leave, Jessica, kneeling on the ground in a doggy-style position, suddenly grabbed me. The collar was already around her neck.

"Ha...ha...Trist...ha...I give up..." Jessica seemed unaware of what she was doing, her empty, lifeless eyes smiling foolishly. Then, I caught her urinating uncontrollably!

"Ha... I've wanted to do this for a long time... Ever since I was raped when I was thirteen... I've been looking forward to being trained by a stronger man... thinking... fantasizing that person is you... Oh my god... this really happened... Aha..." Jessica's sanity seemed to be collapsing. Gradually, she could no longer distinguish what taboos were, as if she had been completely devoured by her dark mind.

"Hehe... What a pity, baby. You've fallen into depravity even faster than I imagined. I thought you'd struggle for three to five days, or even longer, but it turns out you've always fantasized about this kind of thing, and genuinely enjoy being a bitch. I misjudged you."

"Ah... quick... give it to me... it's leaking again... quick... please punish my ass... hit me... please... ahhh..." Jessica's eyes rolled back, her climaxing fluids spraying and splashing out continuously. It seemed... not entirely due to the effects of her broken mind. Perhaps my semen also contained some special properties I didn't yet understand. The good thing was, a woman willing to be a bitch could be used to examine this new ability.

Then the aphrodisiac scent wafted again, and soon, apart from Jessica's scent, I couldn't smell any other woman's scent. Before dawn, I had to make her orgasm at least ten more times to ensure that my pet dog from now on was an irredeemably lewd and infatuated woman.

[The End]

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