Heading Towards the Abyss of Cuckoldry - Chapter Seven

"Alright, alright, it's rare that Ms. Yang has agreed. How about this, I'll do the filming myself, and you can be my assistant, Xiao Zhou."
Sun Qiang quickly made the arrangements.
Ultimately, the conservative wife chose the studio with the sign "Transformation into a Cocoon" because the costumes for that scene weren't too revealing, and she could accept them.
The interior setting is exquisitely beautiful, featuring a round Simmons mattress in the center, with white bed curtains hanging down above, forming a cone shape. Around the mattress, vines and branches intertwine in a pleasing, staggered arrangement. Even the originally white walls are covered with three-dimensional murals of butterflies and flowers.
When Xiaojuan came out of the fitting room, the three of us men stared wide-eyed.
Xiao Juan was wearing a bright red turtleneck dress underneath, the hem of which just covered her ankles. Over this, she wore a long white tulle shawl that trailed on the ground like the tail of a cape, forming wide sleeves on Xiao Juan's bare arms.
Looking at my wife's long, black hair piled up and her slightly cold face, I suddenly felt like I couldn't look her in the eye.
Just then, I suddenly heard Sun Qiang swallow hard. His eyes were staring straight at Xiao Juan, his mouth was wide open, and his crotch was slowly bulging.
For some reason, I felt very proud and inexplicably excited when I saw this scene.
"Ms. Yang, let me tell you about some things to pay attention to first."
Sun Qiang quickly regained his composure and coughed.
At that moment, I saw Xiaojuan tightly gripping the right side of her skirt with her right hand and pulling it backward, looking somewhat conflicted, as if there was something wrong with the dress.
"What's wrong, honey?" I asked as I stepped forward.
"This skirt... it wasn't like this in the picture."
Xiao Juan muttered something under her breath. I looked back and realized that the red dress had a slit on the right side, almost extending to Xiao Juan's hips. The dress in the picture Xiao Juan had seen earlier didn't have a slit.
"Ms. Yang, what's wrong?"
Sun Qiang set up his photography equipment and came over.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the clothes... don't fit quite right," I replied mindlessly.
"Oh dear, is this really a problem, Ms. Yang? I'm so sorry, this is the only new one we have for now. You see..."
Sun Qiang looked helpless and somewhat troubled.
"It's okay, maybe it's just that it's Xiaojuan's first time wearing this kind of clothing, and she's not used to it yet."
I waved my hand and whispered to Xiaojuan, "Honey, I think she looks pretty. It's nothing, it's just a photoshoot, we won't show it to outsiders. I'll take it home and keep it as a keepsake."
"You lecherous bastard..."
Xiao Juan rolled her eyes at me, somewhat displeased. However, she had already changed her clothes, and besides, it was a rare opportunity to take photos in such a beautiful setting. So, she bit her lower lip and took a step forward.
As Xiaojuan walked slowly, the slit in her dress swayed, revealing glimpses of her long, white legs, making them incredibly alluring.
Following Sun Qiang's instructions, Xiao Juan first sat on the bed. Her dress perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure, and the slit in the dress revealed a glimpse of her fair skin, which was very alluring!
"Ms. Yang, when you hear me call out, grab the handrails on the bed with both hands and push your feet against the protrusions under the bed. The bed will then slowly rise."
"Then I'll shout 'Get up' again, and you'll stand up from the bed. You'll be in mid-air, but it's perfectly safe, so don't be nervous. Do you understand?" Sun Qiang shouted to Xiao Juan.
Xiao Juan looked at the bracelet on the bed and the protrusion below it, and nodded.
"Okay, open!"
Zhou Liming, standing nearby, closed the clapperboard and turned off the lights.
Suddenly, the entire room went dark. With a soft "click," the small light bulbs on the round Simmons mattress lit up, circling the mattress. The light shone on Xiaojuan, making the whole scene appear incredibly hazy.
"rise!"
Sun Qiang shouted, and gestured with his finger.
Xiao Juan reacted quickly, calmly grabbing the handrails on both sides with her hands and bracing her feet on the raised area below.
As his wife moved, the surrounding vines and branches below began to move on their own, climbing towards Simmons and intertwining all the way to her bottom.
Then something even more astonishing happened: the climbing vines intertwined and lifted the entire round Simmons mattress, pushing it into the air, while the bed curtains at the top slowly retracted.
"Rise!" Sun Qiang shouted again.
Xiao Juan slowly stood up from the bed, but her face was a little pale. After all, standing in mid-air was indeed a bit scary.
At this moment, the floral vines supporting the Simmons mattress began to move again, gathering upwards and wrapping around Xiaojuan's legs. What I hadn't noticed was that the floral vines on the ceiling also reached out towards my wife, slowly entangling Xiaojuan's hands.
Xiao Juan exclaimed in surprise, and the next second she was lifted up by these flowering vines and suspended in mid-air.
Her dress swayed and the sheer fabric fluttered as her arms gently moved with the floral vines entwined around her wrists. Her movements were not stiff at all, but rather natural and graceful.
Looking at Xiaojuan's beautiful face and graceful figure, she looked just like a butterfly dancing among the flowers!
"Ms. Yang, this is just a scene setting. Don't be afraid, relax," Sun Qiang shouted to Xiao Juan.
"Go, honey! You're beautiful!"
I was also deeply moved by this amazing scene and shouted to my wife.
At that moment, the four cameras at the top automatically pointed their lenses at his wife from four different directions: east, south, west, and north.
The camera that Sun Qiang was controlling from below was also pointing upwards to film.
Just then, Xiao Juan let out a cry of "Ah!" in mid-air.
Although it's not easy to detect, I'm very sensitive to my wife's voice, like a moan!
What's going on?
I was a little suspicious. I looked closely at Xiao Juan, who was dancing in mid-air, but I didn't find anything unusual about her. It's just that the expression on her face was a little unnatural.
"I guess it's his first time trying this kind of photography, so he's a little scared."
That's what I was thinking.
The vines below climbed upwards once more, wrapping around his wife's slender waist, with some branches even extending to her full breasts.
"What kind of idea is this?" I asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Mr. Fang, this is what it means to transform from a butterfly into a cocoon."
"Transforming from a butterfly into a cocoon?"
"That's right. Normally, it's like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, but ours is the opposite. Your wife will be wrapped up in these vines and branches in a moment. As for the effect, you'll definitely be amazed when the time comes!"
Sun Qiang smiled mysteriously at me.
"ah!"
I heard Xiao Juan's voice again. Yes, this time I heard it clearly. It was my wife's most familiar moaning sound!

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