Funerary Objects 1-24 Author: Flying Pig Updated August 4, 2011 Chapter 24

Mingqi

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... 　　My father is a research project manager at a pharmaceutical company, earning a very good income. If I were more playful, I'd probably be a rich kid. Unfortunately, I'm naturally introverted, preferring to stay home, playing games online and watching TV. Others would describe my personality as "refined." I also inherited my father's height, only a little over 1.6 meters, and have rather delicate features—a pretty boy's face—with metal-rimmed black glasses. Among guys, I'd be considered average to slightly delicate. 　　This personality and these inherent physical attributes have resulted in me not having a girlfriend since starting university. Seeing my roommates always in pairs sometimes makes me feel a little lonely. 　　But it's okay; I have my own studies and life, and I believe in destiny—what's meant to be will be. Because I'm quite optimistic, I haven't encountered any major worries and have always lived a carefree life. 　　However, starting around high school, I often have a strange dream at night, and I don't know if it's good or bad. In my dream, I became a young woman, pinned down on a bed and brutally raped. My attacker kept trying to resist, but I was powerless, only able to moan with a mixture of struggle and pleasure. When I woke up, it was as if nothing had happened; my body didn't try to become a woman again. This dream has repeated itself many times; perhaps it's called a wet dream. Each time, it leaves me feeling as satisfied as watching an adult film, even more so, as if I were experiencing it myself. Maybe it's just the physiological urges of puberty. However, after entering university, perhaps because life became relatively richer, it seems that I no longer have the same interest in sports. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　(2) A Physical Education Class 　　It was a Tuesday afternoon like any other, with two basketball classes. Today's content was a free-play group competition. Although my physical condition is not very good, I am quite confident in my basketball skills. The game started! Dribbling, fake move, layup, all done in one go! Beautiful! 　　Just when the game was in full swing, an accident happened. I received a pass from my teammate and was about to turn around and make a layup when a burly center from the opposing team suddenly rushed from behind to steal the ball. Due to the excessive force, he knocked me and the ball to the ground. His knee slammed into my groin, hitting my penis squarely with a clear "thud." I thought, "Oh no, this thing is probably going to break!" 　　The impact sent stars through my head; my whole body felt like it had been electrocuted, and I lay motionless on the ground. Luckily, my roommate Han Ping, who was in the same sports class as me, rushed over and helped me up. "Sun Han, are you alright? Are you okay?" Han Ping asked anxiously. "Down there, down there," I stammered, "I can't feel anything down there." Han Ping knew I'd been hit there, and seeing so many girls around, he quickly said, "I'll carry you to the school clinic!" 　　After running for a while, I realized something was increasingly wrong. Strangely, the injured area didn't hurt at all. Even if it were completely broken, it wouldn't be numb. Even stranger, my whole body started to feel hot, as if my cells were undergoing regeneration, a surge of heat coursing through my chest and between my legs. 　　After walking a short distance, Han Ping suddenly let out a terrifying scream: "Sun Han, you, your chest..." I quickly looked down. When I saw it, I almost fainted. My chest had suddenly grown several times larger, like a woman's breasts, swaying back and forth with the rhythm of Han Ping's running. Because I was wearing a white tight-fitting sports shirt and had worked up a sweat from playing ball, my clothes were wet and semi-transparent, and my nipples were clearly visible. "Put...put me down..." I helped Han Ping stand up with difficulty. Unfortunately, a large group of people were walking towards us. I quickly covered my chest with my hands. There was a restroom right next to us. I pulled Han Ping inside, found a toilet stall, and locked the door. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　(3) Strange metal 　　Strangely enough, I had just been injured, but now I felt nothing at all. I didn't feel any pain at all. "How could this be? How could this be??" I pointed to my chest, completely at a loss. "Sun Han, your voice..." "Huh?" I only then noticed that my voice had changed, rising eight octaves higher than usual, sounding like a woman's. Oh no, could it be...? 　　I seemed to realize something, and quickly pulled off my dark blue athletic shorts and white underwear. I saw that my penis was very different from usual, as if it didn't belong to me, more like a machine part. I touched it, and sure enough, it was hard and numb. Han Ping leaned down and examined my injury. "Strange, Sun Han, your penis seems to have split open!" I was so frightened that I trembled all over, losing my balance and taking a step forward. But with this sudden movement, my penis completely fell off and landed on my underwear between my knees. Han Ping and I both gasped in shock; the two 19-year-old boys were terrified by what had happened in the past ten minutes. 　　Fortunately, Han Ping was bolder. Seeing that there was no blood on my penis or the wound, he reached out and picked up my "little penis." Good heavens, this isn't a human organ! It's clearly a piece of metal, shaped like a penis! "Sun...Sun Han, your...your genitals...have turned into a woman's vulva!" Han Ping let out a terrifying scream, and I quickly reached down to touch my genitals. That touch almost made me faint; my vision went black and I fell into Han Ping's arms. What I touched wasn't my familiar little brother anymore, but...but a soft, thin slit, and a bunch of soft hair! 　　"Your appearance and figure haven't changed much, but your frame seems smaller, and your skin...your skin is much whiter! And, and, your breasts and buttocks are really full!" Han Ping held my buttocks, saying shyly in a low voice. My face flushed red to the roots of my ears, then immediately turned to anger and embarrassment: "Damn it, Han Ping, this just happened to me, and you still have the mind to joke about me!" In my anger, my body trembled, my full figure swaying up and down; it was really strange. That annoying Han Ping was still staring blankly to the side, making me both laugh and cry. 　　Fortunately, I felt no discomfort, so I slowly calmed myself down, wrapped the strange thing in a tissue, and put it in my pocket. How did I suddenly become a woman? Perhaps it's because of my independent personality, but I suddenly became unusually clear-headed: I had to figure out what was going on! 　　"Sun Han, let's go to the school clinic for a checkup," Han Ping said. "You idiot! Am I supposed to tell Doctor Zhou that my little brother fell off and I turned into a woman? What if the whole school knows?" I said breathlessly. "Oh, oh, then we still need to get you checked out to see what's wrong," I said. "Let's go to an off-campus hospital."

(4) Physical Examination: Everything Normal

We went to a small private clinic near the school. The doctor gave me a full physical examination, including a gynecological exam, which involved checking my breasts and genitals.

After the examination, Han Ping and I left the hospital. The results of the examination made the whole thing seem even more absurd: there was nothing wrong with my body, everything was normal. Of course, we didn't mention the "strange thing" to the doctor. Before leaving, the doctor told Han Ping that his girlfriend was just too tired and her energy was depleted; she would be fine after a good rest. Han Ping and I were speechless upon hearing this. Even the doctor couldn't see anything wrong, which meant my body was completely female.

What should I do? Where should I go next? In this state, I couldn't go back to school, and I couldn't go home. I felt truly lost and confused. I didn't know what had happened to me, what this strange thing was, why it had fallen off me, or why my body had become a woman. My mind was in a mess, and I slumped down on a bench. For some reason, I suddenly felt like I had become a woman at heart, more vulnerable and helpless than ever before. Passersby stared at us strangely, some lewd men even giving me lewd looks.

Then, Han Ping draped his coat over my shoulders: "Sun Han, it'll be alright. I rented a small apartment near the school so it's convenient for me and Ayan (Han Ping's girlfriend) to see each other. Let's go there first and figure something out." I nodded. Staying here wasn't a solution; we could only take it one step at a time. "That's all we can do for now. Han Ping, thank you!" "Don't mention it. We've been brothers for a year; your problems are my problems! We have to get this sorted out!" I suddenly felt very touched, a warm current flowing through my body.
We got up and headed to Han Ping's place, Han Ping helping me walk slowly. I don't know if becoming a woman makes me more sensitive, but I was actually attracted to the masculine aura emanating from Han Ping. I had never observed him so closely before, and now I suddenly thought this roommate was pretty good. What's wrong with me?

(5) Han Ping's Tiny Room

Arriving at Han Ping's residence, the house was indeed incredibly small. A double bed took up two-thirds of the space, and the remaining space was occupied by a computer desk, a small dining table, and a wardrobe. It was barely enough room to walk around; it could truly be described as a "tiny room." Fortunately, though small, it still had a bathroom and a kitchen. I thought to myself, "Isn't this just for me and Ayan to 'do xx'? Heh, this Han Ping really dares to do things

like that." I sat heavily on the bed, the fatigue from the series of frights that had gripped my entire body, and now I felt like a mummy. Seeing how exhausted I was, Han Ping said, "Sun Han, you rest for a while. I'll go down to the market to buy some food and bring it up." Then he went out.

I dozed off for a while, but the urge to urinate woke me up abruptly. I staggered to the bathroom and, as usual, pulled down my pants and faced the toilet. But instead of coming out from the usual spot, the urine shot out from between my legs! Oh no! I just snapped out of it and forgot I'd become a woman! I felt a little better after urinating; so this is what it feels like for a woman to pee. The pale yellow urine streamed down my thighs, soaking my pants, socks, and shoes. I slumped onto the toilet, staring at the mess before me, feeling utterly disgusted.

After calming down a bit, I took off my clothes and went to the sink. A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in the mirror. Only then did I truly see myself. Familiar because my appearance and figure were basically unchanged, except now I was completely a woman. My face was more delicate, and my skin, as Han Ping had said, was much fairer. My frame was smaller, and even my height seemed to have shrunk, probably less than 1.6 meters. My figure wasn't the slender, model-like type; as a woman, I was quite voluptuous. My hemispherical breasts were full, probably a 34B, with small areolas and beautiful nipples, like two translucent little grapes, very delicate. I cupped my breasts in my hands. Wow, they felt so good! So soft, the skin so delicate and elastic. I'd never touched a woman's breasts before, and now it was my own – it felt so strange. My waist was much thinner than before, probably only 25cm. I turned to the side and looked in the mirror. Oh, what a perky, round bottom! My hip circumference was about 36cm. The skin was incredibly smooth; I couldn't help but stroke it repeatedly. Following my fingers down my bottom, I discovered my own slit. Beneath the fine downy hair, I felt a soft cavern, warm and moist from the urine.
I examined myself closely. My God! The perfect, curvaceous body I'd always wanted was now mine! It was all so overwhelming!

Gradually accepting these changes, I turned on the tap and took a relaxing hot shower.
It felt so good. After showering, I walked out of the bathroom naked, as usual. Han Ping was already back, cooking in the small kitchen. "I didn't know you could do this," I suddenly said. Han Ping was startled and turned around. "Ah!" He seemed startled again, his mouth wide open, his eyes staring straight at me. I then realized something was wrong; I was now in a woman's body. I instinctively covered my chest with my hands, but Han Ping immediately shifted his gaze to my genitals. I hurriedly and frantically covered myself with my left hand as well. "What are you doing, Han Ping? I'm still Sun Han. Don't do this." "Yes, but... but you're a woman now, and... and..." "And what?" "And it really looks good." Hearing this, my heart started pounding. I lowered my head slightly, my face flushing red to my ears. Why did I feel this way? Did becoming a woman make my mind become womanly too? It seemed that being praised for my body being a woman didn't make me angry; instead, I felt a little happy? "No, no, no," I rallied, deliberately striking a confident pose. "Still looking? Keep looking! If you keep looking, I'll let you see all you want tonight without any clothes on!" "No, no, no..." Han Ping was already dazed enough, and now he was even more flustered. He quickly led me out of the kitchen, wrapped me in a blanket from the bed, and pulled out a pair of boxer shorts and a white shirt from the closet. "These are my clothes, you can wear them for now."

After my body became smaller, Han Ping's clothes looked very loose on me, and when I straightened up, the shirt touched my sensitive nipples, which felt a little strange. Under the long shirt, it seemed like I wasn't wearing shorts at all. I looked in the mirror, and oh my god, how come even this casual outfit looks so sexy on me now?

"Dinner's ready!" Han Ping brought out the dishes, and they really looked quite presentable—two dishes and a soup. The aroma made my stomach rumble; after a day of shock, I was starving.

(6) Han Ping's girlfriend got jealous.

While we were eating, the doorbell rang. Han Ping's expression seemed a little strange. I completely forgot my current appearance and rushed to open the door. "Don't open the door!" Han Ping said, but it was too late. I had already opened the door, and it was A Yan. A Yan didn't seem to recognize me. Seeing a woman in Han Ping's room, she immediately blushed with anger. "You, Han Ping! You stammered on the phone, didn't eat with me, and wouldn't let me come in. So you've been keeping a mistress!" Han Ping was also anxious: "That's not it, let me explain..." "What's there to explain? You have such a beautiful and sexy new girlfriend, and you even share clothes with her. What are you explaining?" After saying that, she seemed to cry, rushed in, and slapped Han Ping hard. "Shameless!" After saying that, she rushed towards me again, raising her hand as if to hit me. "Stop!" Han Ping grabbed her with one hand. Ayan couldn't resist Han Ping, and feeling both anxious and angry, she screamed "Ah!" and broke free, running away without looking back. As she walked, I could still hear her heartbroken sobs. "Ayan, it's me, it's me..." Han Ping didn't let me finish, grabbing my shoulder, "Sun Han, forget it, don't say anything. She won't believe you anyway. Besides, the fewer people who know about this for now, the better." I thought it made sense; I'd explain to Ayan slowly after things were cleared up.

The meal was eaten quietly, the atmosphere was very silent. "I'm really sorry, Han Ping, it's all my fault." I felt really bad for ruining the relationship between the two of us. "It's okay, Sun Han, I'll explain to A Yan properly after I figure out what happened to you. You must be very tired today, go to bed early after you finish eating." I nodded, feeling very grateful to Han Ping. As the saying goes, true friendship is revealed in times of trouble, and Han Ping is a true brother.
Han Ping was right. Not long after I finished eating, I felt extremely sleepy and fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. During that time, I think Han Ping came over and covered me with a blanket. I knew it, but I couldn't wake up, and then I fell asleep again.

(7) The Strange Dream Strikes Again

After some time, I found that I was having that strange dream again. The body that now really belonged to me was being frantically penetrated, and my slender waist was swaying back and forth in rhythm with the eroticism. "Ah...ah..." The pleasure in my lower body made me groan loudly. Was it a dream? Why did I seem to hear myself moaning? My breasts were being vigorously kneaded, the tingling sensation from my nipples causing my juices to flow freely. My legs were spread wide, allowing that thick, hard penis to enter and exit at will.

Suddenly, an orgasm came, the overwhelming pleasure making my head throb, and I jolted awake. The light was blinding, and the room lights were still on. I composed myself a little, and there it was—Han Ping, staring blankly at me. "Han Ping, what are you doing, Han Ping?" Han Ping only snapped out of his daze when I called him, his face instantly turning red. "Sun Han, I'm sorry, I… I should have woken you up. I think you were… dreaming." "Then why didn't you wake me up?" I asked. "Because… because of you…" Only then did I realize that my clothes were disheveled, several buttons on my shirt were missing, half of my breast was exposed, and my left hand was inside my shorts. "Just now… I was masturbating?" "Yes…" Han Ping nodded. My face flushed instantly, and I quickly buttoned up my clothes. How pathetic! I never imagined I'd be so sexually driven, even having erotic dreams in my sleep, and being seen like that. "You saw it all?" Now it was Han Ping's turn to be embarrassed. "I...you...because you're so...so beautiful...I...I..." Seeing him stammer for so long, I understood what was going on. Although I'm now a woman, I understand male desire. I've read erotic comics and watched erotic movies before, and even that can be captivating, let alone a living, breathing female body right in front of me. Besides, even I couldn't help feeling aroused in my current state, so it's no wonder Han Ping was attracted to such an alluring body. I looked down Han Ping's lowered head, and sure enough, his crotch was already bulging. "
What time is it?" I deliberately changed the subject. "A little past eleven." Oh, I've been asleep for over three hours. Good heavens, how long have I been having this erotic dream? And how long has this idiot been staring at me?

"Sun Han, I..." "What's wrong, Han Ping? Why are you stammering?" "I...I want...can I watch you masturbate?" Oh no, it seems I haven't managed to change the subject. I panicked a little and said, "Han Ping, it's me, Sun Han! How could you think of doing that kind of thing with me?! Even though I've become like this, I'm still me..." Han Ping hurriedly explained, "No...Sun Han, that's not what I meant. But you're just too much to handle right now, my little brother is about to erupt like a volcano. I just want you to take off your clothes and let me watch you masturbate, that's all. Is that okay?"

Because of my recent erotic dream and masturbation, I was still a little aroused, and since he was just watching without moving, I thought Han Ping was just masturbating, it wasn't a big deal, I might as well help him out. I look so alluring now, even I can't stand looking at myself, so it's no wonder Han Ping is aroused. Thinking about this, I couldn't control my desires. Despite a slight excitement, I reluctantly said, "Okay, just look, don't touch, Han Ping." But actually, I felt myself getting wet. Han Ping was incredibly excited: "Don't worry, absolutely not, absolutely not."

I took off my shirt and shorts. "Xi..." I heard Han Ping take a deep breath, his breathing becoming heavy, his eyes fixed on my naked body. I peeked at the wet patch on my pants and felt embarrassed, but the wetness seemed to increase even more. Now that I was a woman, the lust I had as a man was fully aroused. Was I going to become a wanton woman? Just like in my dreams...

I didn't dare think any further. A few minutes passed, and I felt uncomfortable under Han Ping's gaze. Even though we were both men, being naked and being stared at like this by another man was still very unnatural. Combined with the cold air from the air conditioner, I felt my nipples hardening. But I had already promised Han Ping, so how could I go back on my word? I had no choice but to let him see. I turned my head to the side, closing my eyes shyly, but also afraid he might do something inappropriate, so I left a small slit to observe his movements.

At this moment, Han Ping began to masturbate. He took off his pants, and a long, thick penis sprang out. My God, I never imagined Han Ping's penis was so much thicker and bigger than mine, the glans swollen and red, a little frightening. Han Ping began to rub his penis up and down with his hand, his eyes fixed on my chest and genitals, letting out low moans. His body moved closer to mine, and I could even smell his scent. I started to feel uneasy, not because I was afraid he would do anything inappropriate, but because I seemed to be aroused by the scene before me. Plus, the erotic dream I had just had hadn't completely subsided, and looking at Han Ping's thick penis, I even felt a desire for it to enter my body. My desire seemed to be getting a little out of control.

Just when I was about to lose control, Han Ping ejaculated. Milky white semen splattered everywhere, some even landing on me. He had a satisfied expression on his face, his body slowly going limp, and he fell asleep, muttering, "Thanks, Sun Han… I feel so good…" I almost laughed out loud. This guy, though lecherous, was still quite well-behaved. If he hadn't been able to resist and had taken advantage of me, I probably would have… I dared not think further, realizing I'd really become lecherous. I quickly cleaned the soiled bed, even bringing a tissue to my nose to smell it. Ugh, it smelled awful. God, how did I become like this? Why don't I feel sad after becoming a woman? Instead, it seems natural, even enjoyable.

I lay down next to Han Ping; because the bed was small, we were practically touching. Feeling his breath, my desire seemed to be aroused again. My breathing became heavier, my nipples hardened, and I felt wet down there. After confirming he was asleep, I couldn't resist any longer and began to caress my own body. My right hand kneaded my breasts back and forth, my index finger gently rubbing my nipples. It felt so good. I'd done this before, but it felt completely different after becoming a woman. It was like a water-filled balloon, soft and elastic to the touch. The rubbing of my nipples sent a tingling, numbing sensation through me, making my heart race and my breath catch in my throat. "Ah..." I groaned involuntarily, because it felt so good, but I was afraid of disturbing Han Ping, so I tried to control myself. I was masturbating wantonly while trying to hide from being discovered—it was incredibly exciting.

My left hand explored my wet opening, my middle finger going in quite a distance, moving back and forth. My thumb found a protrusion at the entrance; according to my expertise, this was the clitoris. I gently pressed and flicked it with my thumb, "Ah..." I cried out again, this time louder, because an electric shock-like sensation washed over me, and I couldn't stop. I couldn't take it anymore, so I inserted my index finger into my vagina. It was so itchy down there that I felt like I didn't have enough fingers. Was I craving a penis? So this is what emptiness feels like. I had to increase the force of my finger thrusts, and my thumb rubbed my clitoris hard. Water gushed out like a spring tide, and my entire thigh and my fingers were soaked.

Oh, it felt so good... I felt like I was about to climax. At this moment, the pleasure reached its peak, and my body began to twitch and tremble. After thrusting my fingers in and out a few more times, my body went limp. I slowly fell asleep in my exhaustion, feeling incredibly satisfied. Han Ping was still sleeping like a log, and I also fell into a deep sleep without worry...

(8) Han Ping couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hey, wake up." I don't know how long I slept, but I heard someone softly calling my ear. I still felt a tingling sensation all over my body, as if someone was playing with my nipples. "Hmm?" I opened my eyes slightly and saw Han Ping lying naked next to me, one arm around my waist, the other hand's fingers gently circling my nipples. "Ah, Han Ping, what are you doing! Stop!" Han Ping was startled and froze. I jumped up abruptly, realizing that my clothes were half-undone, my breasts were exposed, and my shorts were pulled down to my thighs. I then remembered masturbating last night, and felt a sense of dejection. I slumped onto the bed, pulled the blanket over myself, and my face burned. I stared at the messy bed and the sheets still stained with my semen, my mind blank. Oh no, why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more like a woman?

Looking at the flustered Han Ping, I said fiercely, "I had that dream again last night, so don't take advantage of it." "Okay, okay... I just couldn't control myself when I woke up and saw how alluring you were..." Han Ping replied softly, looking rather comical, like a cat that had stolen some food and felt guilty. "Let's get up. Can you ask for leave for my elective class this morning?"

"Okay, I'll go back to school for breakfast. What about you, Sun Han?" "I'll go out and find something to eat later." After saying that, I realized, how could I go out looking like this? My chest was so obvious, I couldn't wear men's clothes anymore. Should I wear women's clothes? Han Ping seemed to know what I was thinking. He turned around and went to the closet, took out a few sets of women's underwear, and put them on the bed, saying, "These are the underwear that Ayan left here. Take one set for now. I'll find you a few more of her clothes." I thought that was the only way. But when I got up and looked at them, oh my god, these weren't underwear at all! These two must be playing sex games here every day. Every outfit they wear is so sexy! The fabric is barely there, the colors are sexy, and almost every outfit is semi-transparent. You can either vaguely see your nipples or they don't cover your pubic hair. There are even styles where opening the zipper reveals your private parts.
I thought to myself, "Wearing this is just to provoke Han Ping, isn't it?" But there's no other way; it's better than nothing. So I chose an outfit with the most fabric: white lace, a semi-transparent bra, and thong-like panties. The panties were relatively easy to put on, but because my hips are so full, they felt very tight, and the narrow strap at the back was completely stuck in my crotch, which felt uncomfortable. The bra wasn't so easy. Ayan's size is already 34B, but I couldn't fasten the back strap no matter what I did. Was she still getting bigger?
Just then, Han Ping took out his clothes and saw me struggling to put on the bra. He quickly came over and said, "That's not how you do it. Let me teach you." He then took my bra and wrapped it around my chest. "I usually see Ayan wear it like this: first turn it inside out, with the clasp in front, and fasten it. Then turn it back, like this." After saying that, he helped me put it on as instructed, and sure enough, it was on. He even carefully adjusted my bra, moving my breasts to the right position. But during this time, he seemed to intentionally or unintentionally touch my nipples, making my heart pound, and reminding me of the feeling of masturbating last night...

At this moment, Han Ping suddenly put his hands inside my bra and started kneading my nipples. "Ah... stop... Han Ping, you..." I hadn't come to my senses yet, the tingling sensation was so comfortable, my hands weakly raised and lowered, just like that, being played with by him. "I'm sorry, Sun Han, I know this isn't right, but I just can't control myself in front of you right now. I squeezed your breasts this morning, they're so elastic, even better than Ayan's body..."

I felt helpless but also a little excited, because Ayan was already considered a goddess in our eyes before, and now my measurements were even more impressive than hers. I couldn't help but feel confused and infatuated. At that moment, I felt his hand push aside my thong from behind and reach into my genitals, trying to rub my vulva. I suddenly came to my senses, broke free from his arms, turned around and pushed him away with all my might. "Han Ping, please don't do this! I'm in this situation now, and I don't even know if I can ever go back to being myself. Do you understand how I feel? I might never be able to go back to being a man, and I'll be a woman for the rest of my life! I'm so anxious to figure this out, but you're just taking advantage of me!" After saying that, I was so angry that tears almost fell out, and my body felt weightless as I collapsed onto the bed.

Han Ping seemed to regret it too. After saying a long apology, he went out to class. I straightened my underwear, picked out a set of Ayan's clothes to wear, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

(9) The switch of the magic device

After going out, I found that the passers-by, especially the men, were staring at me. I realized that I had picked the wrong clothes. I picked a short, close-fitting white shirt. The material was relatively thin, and in good light, you could see my underwear inside. The bra underneath was made of white, semi-transparent gauze, making my nipples appear almost invisible. The rest was even worse; the dark blue skirt was far too short, barely covering my bottom, but my bottom is round and perky, bouncing as I walk, making my white thong seem constantly in danger of being exposed. Ugh, what a failure! My first time as a woman, I don't even know how to choose clothes. I just wanted to have a quiet breakfast, but I became the center of attention. To avoid further trouble, I had to quickly finish my meal and leave, feeling utterly embarrassed.

Back in Han Ping's small room, I saw myself in the mirror next to the wardrobe. No wonder I caused such a commotion; even I was captivated. Although it was a bit revealing, I looked really good, like a star. And my impressive figure could easily be used in breast enhancement or lingerie commercials. Sigh, it seems I'm much more successful as a woman than before. "Hey, being a woman isn't so bad, is it?" Ugh, what am I saying? I slapped my face a few times to stop myself from talking nonsense.

After calming down, I took the strange dildo out and placed it on my desk, ready to examine it closely. Although it was a metal device, the lower half was covered in a material similar to human skin, feeling hard yet soft to the touch, just like a real dildo. The upper half clearly showed its complex internal structure, the tip resembling a power switch plug.

I decided to reenact the incident to see how this thing had fallen off me that day. I lifted my skirt, took off my thong, and placed the dildo on my vulva. Standing up, sure enough, it fell off again. Suddenly, I remembered that I had been bumped by a big guy that day, which led to the series of strange events that followed. Could it be because of that violent impact? Thinking about this, I seemed to understand something. I picked up the dildo and forcefully inserted it into my vulva.

"Ah!" At that moment, I felt the exact same electric shock I'd experienced that day. The current coursed through my body, my cells constantly reorganizing, as if I were about to explode again. After about seven or eight minutes, the strange sensation subsided. I opened my eyes, and a miracle had indeed occurred!

My little brother had come back to life! Just like before, it had become part of my body again. My body had returned to its former state; my breasts had disappeared, and my frame had grown larger. "Great!" When I spoke, even my voice returned to its original baritone tone. This was truly amazing. This strange penis had actually transformed me from a man into a woman, and then back into a man.

Wait a minute, so isn't it just a switch? The impact that day can be seen as unplugging it, turning me into a woman. Now that I've plugged it in, I've become a man. That means I can switch bodies at will from now on—becoming a man when I want to be a man, and a woman when I want to be a woman! I was so excited, completely forgetting the pain and exhaustion from the electric shock. To verify my judgment, I bent down, gripped my penis tightly with both hands, closed my eyes, and counted down: one, two, three! With a strong pull, sure enough! My penis transformed back into its mechanical form, and I became "Female Sun Han." I held this magical device tightly, treating it like a precious treasure. Men have their strengths, and women have their advantages; now I have both. With this transformation ability, I possess the ultimate disguise. Hmm,

I must tell Han Ping as soon as he returns! To give him a surprise, or rather, a shock, I reattached my penis, transforming into a man, and then found one of Han Ping's clothes to wear.

(10) Funerary Object

At noon, Han Ping returned. I deliberately lay motionless at my desk, my back to him as he entered. "I'm back, Sun Han. Still angry?" He walked over, and I suddenly turned around and yelled, "Ha!" My deep male voice startled Han Ping, causing him to fall to the ground. "Sun Han...you...you're better?" He was overjoyed and stood up, putting his hands on my shoulders. "How did you get better? Tell me!" So I told him about my discovery that morning. Of course, I deliberately didn't tell him about the switch function of the penis, only that I had regained my male body, without mentioning that I could become a woman again. He was initially very happy, but then suddenly showed a hint of disappointment. "So, you won't be able to become a woman anymore." I chuckled to myself, turned my back, secretly reached down to my genitals and pulled hard, then turned back and called out sweetly, "Han Ping, look who I am!" Han Ping was stunned. Sun Han...you...? "Yes, I can control it myself now." Then I told Han Ping the whole story, and we even gave this magical penis a name: "Mingqi" (明器). The sun and moon represent brightness, so we called this instrument that can change yin and yang "Mingqi".

Han Ping excitedly picked me up and hugged me tightly. This time, I didn't [do something], but I felt a stronger desire for sex than before.

Just now, because I was trying to remove the genitals from my body, I had pulled my short skirt up really high, and now I realized that my entire thong was exposed. Because the panties were too small to cover my genitals, my lower body was half-exposed, and my pubic hair was clearly visible—it was incredibly erotic. Just as I was about to pull my skirt down, Han Ping saw it too and grabbed my hand: "Sun Han, can I take a good look at your private parts?" I nodded shyly, feeling both excited and embarrassed, and could only stand there dumbly as Han Ping squatted down and brought his head close to my genitals, scrutinizing them closely. It was so embarrassing. The experienced man pulled my panties down to my knees, gestured for me to sit on the edge of the bed, and then spread my legs apart with his hands. In this way, my entire vulva was exposed to him, incredibly lewd. I was so ashamed that I covered my burning face with my hands. After all, this was an experience I had never had before, and I could only let Han Ping develop and train me.

I reached down to touch my vulva, trying to cover it, only to find it already soaking wet, my fingers covered in sticky, lustful fluid. This seemed to fuel Han Ping's desire; he placed my hands on my breasts, gesturing for me to knead them. Meanwhile, he stared at my genitals and began masturbating. I obediently massaged both breasts simultaneously, even mimicking what I'd seen in AV films, dipping my fingers in saliva and smearing it around my nipples—the wetness made the massage even more pleasurable. Stimulated by my actions, Han Ping stood up, vigorously increasing the speed of his masturbation, clear, viscous fluid seeping from his glans, accompanied by soft moans. I couldn't resist either, reaching back into my vagina, probing deep inside, thrusting in and out, making "tsk tsk" sounds, each stroke bringing intense pleasure. My right hand began to caress her two soft breasts, circling my fingers between her nipples and occasionally kneading them, while I began to moan softly in response to Han Ping's voice. "Uh...oh..." And so, the two of us masturbated face to face, and the small room was filled with an erotic atmosphere, which was incredibly ecstatic.

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