The Birth of a Flesh Slave Maid (Hypnosis)

The Birth of a Flesh Slave Maid (Hypnosis

...) I suddenly sat up in bed, looking at the strange yet somewhat familiar surroundings. "Wasn't I dead? Could it be that I've transmigrated?"

My name is Wang Xingsheng. Before the age of 16, my life was smooth sailing. My parents' business was booming, and my family was harmonious. But when I was 16, tragedy struck. My parents died in a traffic accident. Then, a large group of greedy relatives appeared in my house, taking advantage of my underage status to seize everything. Two years later, when I was ready to officially inherit the estate, the company was insolvent, and even the house I lived in was seized by the bank. My life plummeted from its peak to its lowest point, from a rich second-generation to a loser orphan.

Like most of my peers, I could only drift alone in society. Because I had no social connections to rely on, I struggled at the bottom. I hadn't had a girlfriend until I was thirty-five, and my virginity was lost in... Bathed in that pink light.

Besides working hard to make ends meet, my only hobby was reading erotic novels online to vent my excess energy. Ever since I saw some hypnosis-themed novels on a forum called Hypnotic Fetishism, I've become hopelessly addicted to this theme. I spent countless hours researching various techniques, drugs, and methods for hypnosis, fantasizing that one day I could actually practice hypnosis like in the novels, and thus have my own slave doll. But fantasies are just fantasies.

This kind of life continued until three months ago. During a medical checkup, I was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer. I didn't choose treatment; instead, I spent all my savings traveling around. Afterward, I went to the rooftop of my apartment and jumped, bidding a simple farewell to this world I had no attachment to.

Then, I woke up in my bed. Come here. Yes, my own bed, my own room—not that cramped rented space, but the home I lived in until I was 16, my own home. And the time is the third day after my parents passed away.

I don't know if these past 20 years have been real or just a dream, but I'm certain of one thing: this time, my life will be completely different.

Using my memories from before my rebirth, I immediately found the most reputable law firm in the city and made them my lawyers. Then I found a relative who was currently heavily in debt, and in exchange for a large sum of cash from the church, I made her my guardian. She cooperated with the lawyers in signing various legal documents, sold all the shares in my parents' company, and then placed all the assets in a trust fund, with me as the sole beneficiary.

Now I have money and freedom, and most importantly, I'm still a minor. Even if I do something wrong or commit a crime… The matter wouldn't have any serious consequences. Could there be a better time to realize my dream?

I used the excuse that I was too heartbroken over my parents' death and didn't want to live in my current home, to avoid being reminded of those painful memories. I took a year off from school, left the city, and went to the capital of a neighboring province. I bought a large house in a wealthy villa area in the suburbs; within a kilometer, no one else lived there. After having the renovation workers complete the necessary renovations, I personally installed countless hidden cameras throughout the house, and also purchased a large quantity of various electronic devices and other necessary equipment.

Now everything is ready, just waiting for the right opportunity. It's time to go out and find my prey.

Chapter One:

Before my rebirth, I had imagined countless times what conditions this business would require: First, she must be female (duh, I'm not gay). Second, she must be alone, with as few social connections as possible. The better, to prevent others from interfering with my actions. Third, she must have a legitimate reason to live with me, facilitating my various experiments. Fourth, she must be... Her education level cannot be high, but she must be literate. Fifth, she must be naive, the less social experience the better. Finally, this prey must be timid, preferably having grown up in a very insecure environment.

Based on these conditions, what comes to mind? That's right, those young girls who grew up in impoverished areas and are entering the city for the first time as nannies.

After everything at home was ready, I wandered through the various nanny markets in the city. I told the agents that I wanted to find a nanny of similar age to me so that we could communicate more. Also, because I live alone, for safety reasons, I didn't want her to be local. She should have too many social connections, and ideally, this should be her first job in the city. These are also considered... As is customary, the agency didn't suspect anything.

Whenever I found a suitable candidate through the agency, I would bring them home and have a detailed discussion. If I found their personality unsuitable, I would have them work for a few days, then find an excuse to pay them a month's salary and send them away.

Two whole months passed, and the agency introduced me to six or seven nannies, but after detailed discussions, I realized none of them were what I truly wanted. I had no choice but to turn my attention to neighboring cities.

Finally, my efforts paid off. One day, I received a call from an agency in a neighboring city. After hearing her description, I immediately drove 150 kilometers to the next city. I met the young girl. Although she wasn't a beauty, she was quite pretty. It was early summer, and through her collarbone and forearms, it was clear she had been malnourished for a long time. Yet, even so, she was still at least... She's at least an A-cup. If I could bring her home and properly care for her, her potential would be enormous. The agent then gave a brief introduction to the girl, which made me even more overjoyed.

The girl's name is Liu Chunhua. She's 15 years old. She comes from one of the poorest places in the country. She's the third child in her family. She has two older sisters who are 13 or 14 years older than her, and a younger brother who is three years younger. She only completed fourth grade before dropping out of school. When she turned 15, her parents, to support her brother's education, sent her to work with someone from their village. This was the first time Chunhua had ever left her small mountain village, more than 10 kilometers away. She'd been in the city for less than a week. The villager found a job as soon as he arrived and went to work elsewhere, leaving Chunhua directly in the nanny agency market. Chunhua was new to the city and didn't know how to do anything; normal families wouldn't hire someone like her as a nanny. But for me, persuading you is perfect. The choice. During the conversation, I also noticed that she was barely wearing a shirt from head to toe, and she kept her head down, staring at the tips of her shoes, never looking at me directly. This made me even happier, because it showed that she lacked confidence and was introverted.

After leaving the agency, I went to a cake shop to buy some cakes and a cup of milk tea for the village, telling her to eat something in the car. Judging from how she wolfed down her food, she probably hadn't eaten properly for the past few days, and Chunhua had probably never eaten anything so delicious before. After she finished eating, I drove, chatting with her casually. That's when I learned that she had already spent all the money she carried, and for the past two days she had been surviving on the few steamed buns given to her by kind people at the nearby pastry shops. If she hadn't met me, she might have become a beggar in a couple of days. But whether meeting me or becoming a beggar was worse was hard to say.

The 150-kilometer drive took two or three hours. With soothing music playing in the car, I slowly inquired about Chunhua's family situation. Their village was incredibly poor; the legendary family that only owned one pair of pants lived in the next village. Chunhua's family wasn't much better off. Because she was a girl, Chunhua was never favored at home. All the good things were given to her younger brother, never her. By the time she could remember, her two older sisters were already married, so she did most of the housework. But at home, she was the punching bag; her parents would take their frustrations out on her. This led to her developing a personality where she did whatever adults told her to do and tried to remain silent.

You might be wondering why a girl with Chunhua's personality would tell me, a stranger she'd only known for less than an hour, so much about her family.

The answer is simple: brainwashing has begun. The music playing in the car was specially designed; besides the soothing background music that promotes relaxation, these CDs also contained extremely low-frequency audio messages. These messages are difficult to hear clearly even with focused attention under normal circumstances, but they influence the subconscious, causing certain deviations in behavior. These voices repeatedly conveyed several messages: "You must completely trust this person beside you"; "This person beside you is your closest relative"; "You must answer any of her questions truthfully"; "You must obey any of her demands."

Such simple methods alone cannot possibly induce many insincere actions, much less transform someone into my slave like in some novels. However, the questions I asked were all ordinary, everyday details, nothing special. Furthermore, I had just bought her food, which had given her a slight sense of goodwill. In this situation, subconscious suggestion could play a crucial role.

After arriving home, I asked Chunhua to sit on the sofa and poured her a glass of water. Then I told her, "I'm going upstairs to shower and change. Wait for me a moment, we'll talk properly when I come down."

Nearly an hour passed before I leisurely descended the stairs. To the accompaniment of soothing background music, I saw Chunhua leaning back on the sofa, staring blankly ahead. Her water bottle was empty, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.

I sat opposite her and placed a stack of printed papers on the coffee table. "Chunhua." "Yes." "You're here to provide domestic services, like being a nanny, right?" "Yes." "Before I went to find a nanny, I specifically consulted the relevant government departments about the nanny industry. So there are some things I need to explain to you first, please listen carefully, okay?" "Okay."

"In our country, women working in the domestic service industry, also known as nannies, are officially called maids or female servants. Our country has very strict regulations and management for this industry. Why? Because, as you know, those in our country who have the opportunity to receive maid services are the elite of society, playing a vital role in various aspects of the country. When they return home, the quality of service provided by their maids significantly impacts their quality of life and mental state, leading to drastically different performances at work. Therefore, the quality of the maid industry plays a crucial role in national economic development, national security, and even the revitalization of the Chinese nation. This is why the Ministry of Labor and the Ministry of Health have formulated a very detailed set of management regulations and training methods to ensure that our country's maid industry consistently provides the best service, enabling our country's elite to maintain 100% or even 120% work efficiency. Do you understand?"

"Understood." "Then I need to ask you a few questions." "Okay." "First, do you have a maid hygiene inspection and quarantine certificate?" "No." "Then do you have a maid employment qualification certificate?" "No." "Oh, that's a bit troublesome. You must first undergo a complete hygiene disinfection and inspection and quarantine process, and then you must receive three stages of maid work skills training." "Are you willing?" "Yes, I am."

At this point, everyone will find it strange that this set of obviously nonsensical words was accepted by the little girl in front of her without any doubt. Well, that's a long story.

In my previous life, I had imagined countless times how to hypnotize and brainwash a girl. In this life, I finally have the opportunity to realize this dream, so naturally I will do everything I can to the extreme. In the car, apart from the music constantly subconsciously suggesting things to Chunhua, I didn't turn on the air conditioning at all during the nearly three-hour journey. The carriage was kept stuffy so that Chunhua would immediately drink the spiked water as soon as she entered. The drug in the water had only one effect: to significantly inhibit the ability of red blood cells to transport oxygen. We know that the normal oxygen content in the atmosphere is about 20.9%. If a person enters an environment with low oxygen levels, the first thing affected is their logical thinking ability. When the oxygen content drops to 16% or lower, an adult might not even be able to correctly perform single-digit addition and subtraction. The actual effect of this drug is equivalent to keeping a person in an environment with an oxygen content of 16-18%. In this state, the power of psychological suggestion is greatly enhanced, and such obviously illogical statements are completely accepted. Meanwhile, the music playing in the living room, like in the carriage, also has a subconscious suggestive effect. The only difference was the addition of another implied message: "Laws and regulations must be strictly observed, no matter how unreasonable this may seem. Because national laws and regulations are stipulated by the government, the people must never doubt the government." – The fragrance in the air contained a hallucinogenic component, which also helped enhance the effect of psychological suggestion.

Back to the main text. I moved to sit next to Chunhua. Then I took a document from the table and placed it in front of Chunhua.

"Let's first look at the steps of hygiene, disinfection, inspection, and quarantine. You see, this is the standard inspection, quarantine, and disinfection procedure for maids uniformly issued by the Ministry of Health. In addition, there is a standard video. Let's watch it together, and then follow the steps in this form." "Okay."

I turned on the TV and played a video file. The first thing that appeared on the screen was a large national emblem and a five-star red flag, followed by the Ministry of Health of the People's Republic of China in red letters on a black background. The following scenes flashed continuously, showing Tiananmen Square, military parades, speeches by national leaders in the Great Hall of the People, etc., filled with a solemn sense of ceremony. The narration was by a deep and serious male voice.

"This video was jointly produced by the Ministry of Health and the Ministry of Labor of the People's Republic of China. The hygiene, disinfection, inspection, and quarantine procedures contained in this video must be strictly followed. Any failure to follow or incorrect implementation of these procedures will be severely punished by law."

The scene then shifts to a dirty and dilapidated rural family home.

"Most of the maids working in China come from economically underdeveloped and rural areas. Hygiene habits and standards in these areas are very poor. Therefore, these women often carry a large number of various germs and infectious agents. The families receiving these maids' services mostly live in economically developed areas with higher hygiene standards, so their resistance to these infectious agents and germs is weak. If these maids enter these families without proper cleaning and disinfection procedures, it often leads to very serious consequences."

Accompanied by a voiceover, the video continuously plays photos of patients suffering from various serious infectious diseases; the images are horrifying and disgusting.

"For maids who fail to strictly implement hygiene and disinfection procedures, resulting in infection of the family, the law will severely punish them, with a maximum penalty of death."

This visual and narration is extremely impactful. Even though Chunhua wasn't fully conscious, I could still tell from her body language and expressions that she was afraid; she was experiencing considerable fear.

Then, the words "Body Hygiene Cleaning and Disinfection Procedures" appeared on the screen. Immediately afterward, a young woman dressed in a style reminiscent of rural China appeared. She arrived at a villa and knocked on the door. A middle-aged man opened it. After exchanging pleasantries, they went inside. The man handed the woman a form-like document. She glanced at it, smiled, and returned it to him. The two then went into the bathroom. The woman openly removed all her clothing in front of the man, throwing it into a trash bag. She then stood in the bathtub, arms outstretched. The man, holding a showerhead in one hand and a sponge in the other, began cleaning the woman's body. He occasionally glanced at the document and instructed the woman to assume various positions, such as bending over with her buttocks raised high and legs spread, to facilitate cleaning her private parts.

After the woman finished cleaning herself, she stepped out of the bathtub and, as instructed by the man, knelt on the floor in a doggy-style position, her buttocks raised high. The man picked up a hose and began giving her an enema. When the woman's belly was about the size of a three- or four-month pregnant woman's, the man had her urinate in the toilet next to him. This was done three times

. Especially the third time, the woman urinated into a plastic basin, and the man then studied the excrement in the basin for a long time, making numerous notes on a form. Then the narration began again: "The human gut contains dozens of types of bacteria. Due to differences in lifestyle and geographical location, the bacteria in each person's body are different. Bacteria harmless to one person may be fatal to another. And living in the same dwelling, excrement is one of the easiest ways to cause cross-infection; therefore, every maid must undergo a strict enema as part of the hygiene and cleaning process."

I didn't pay much attention to the content of the video; I had paid someone to make it anyway. My focus remained on Chunhua. As time passed, the effects of the medicine were becoming weaker and weaker. This means Chunhua is slowly regaining her normal thinking ability. Now, the key is to observe the effect of the suggestion and how much authority the government holds in Chunhua's mind.

Generally speaking, the less knowledgeable or less experienced people are, the stronger the perception of government authority will be in their minds. Conversely, the authority of the government is often discredited in the minds of people from economically developed areas or those with higher education. Therefore, I inserted numerous scenes and images with a strong sense of ritual in the video, elevating the matter from the beginning to the level of national economic and national destiny, repeatedly emphasizing that this was a government action at the national level, all to intimidate Chunhua. We often see similar examples in daily life; seemingly absurd scams often become believable once associated with the government. So far

, my strategy has been successful. Although Chunhua showed obvious discomfort when the video showed men and women making physical contact, performing enemas, or even defecating, and tried to turn her head away several times, her face instantly turning red, I still didn't see any suspicion on her face. "Could the government be wrong?" As long as this seed can take root and sprout in her heart, my plan will be more than half successful.

The video continued. After leaving the bathroom, the woman put on a sleeveless white coat and went into a bedroom, lying on the bed. The man followed her in carrying a tray of bottles and jars.

"Human hair often harbors various parasites, especially pubic and armpit hair. For the master of the house, this is another major safety and hygiene hazard. Therefore, before the maid officially moves into the master's house, a comprehensive and strict shaving process must be carried out."

Dozens of photos of parasites magnified a thousand times under an electron microscope appeared on the screen, resembling various terrifying monsters. This was followed by a standard Brazilian wax video.

From the rapidly changing expressions on Chunhua's face, it was clear that both the parasites and the Brazilian wax shaving were like opening a whole new world for her.

After the man and woman on TV finished shaving, they began a new round of physical examinations. The woman stripped naked again, allowing the man to examine every part of her body from head to toe. After each examination, the man would make notes on a nearby document.

"Most health problems can be detected through examination of the body's surface characteristics, providing early warnings. Therefore, regular checkups are essential. After each maid's hygiene and disinfection inspection, a complete form must be filled out, signed by both the maid and the master, and submitted to the Ministry of Health and the Domestic Service Bureau of the People's Republic of China. After review by a specialist, a maid's hygiene inspection and quarantine certificate will be issued. A re-inspection must be conducted every three months. If two consecutive hygiene conditions deteriorate, the certificate will be revoked, and an investigation will be conducted. If any violation of hygiene regulations is found, legal action will be taken."

After the video finished playing, Chunhua sat on the sofa, head down, not daring to look at me, remaining silent. The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat awkward.

This couldn't go on, so I forced myself to speak. “Well, Chunhua, I’m so sorry, if my mother were still here, she could have done this checkup for you. Then there wouldn’t be any problem. But they just passed away a few months ago, and now I’m all alone at home, it’s really…” I’d already put it all out there. Chunhua was still a kind girl at heart. She interrupted me, “Sir…” “No need to call me sir, I’m not much older than you. My surname is Wang, you can call me Brother Wang or Big Brother Wang. I won’t treat you like an outsider and call you by your name. I’ll call you Xiaochun from now on.” “I… Big Brother Wang, it’s alright, you can do it for me. Since this is a regulation set by the Party and the government, we have to follow it, we can’t not do it. I… I’m fine, when I was in school, the doctors at the health station would come to do our physical exams, and they would make us take off our clothes too…”

Although she said these things, Xiaochun’s face was already as red as a ripe apple, her head buried in her arms, completely unable to look at me.

"The bathroom is on the second floor. I'll go up and get my things ready first. Come on up when you're

done." Just as I finished preparing everything, I heard the door open behind me.

The thought of a beautiful 15-year-old girl appearing naked before me, completely at my mercy, made me incredibly nervous.

I repeatedly told myself to calm down. It had been proven that the brainwashing method was effective, and I had found the perfect target. Now, all I had to do was spend some time slowly turning her into my slave, my plaything. It would be a huge loss to scare her away now for a moment's pleasure. I had to control my lust; there was plenty of time later.

"Xiaochun, take off your clothes and get into the bathtub. Call me when you're done," I said, facing the wall. Then I heard the rustling sound of clothes being undressed behind me. A few minutes later, I heard a barely audible "Done."

I turned around and saw Xiaochun standing in the bathtub with her arms crossed and her head down. Unlike most girls from the countryside, Xiaochun was very fair-skinned, and in stark contrast to her skin was her sparse but very dark pubic hair.

"This," I said softly to Xiaochun, "close your eyes and turn around. I'll wash your hair first, and then I'll show you what to do. You don't need to open your eyes." "Okay..." I washed her hair as gently as possible, and then gently washed her back and arms with a sponge. "You can turn around now." Although I had already visually assessed Xiaochun's breasts before, seeing them in person still gave me a small surprise. Her two small nipples were a pure pink. Despite being very thin, judging from my extensive experience watching porn, her breasts were already a B cup. If she were properly cared for for a while, what would she be like! I've really struck gold this time.

After washing each part of her body, I had her get out of the bathtub and kneel on the floor. During the shower, aside from washing my hair, my hands didn't touch any part of her skin. Now the real challenge was about to begin.

I knelt down beside Xiaochun, supporting her lower abdomen with one hand, and with the other, I applied a little shower gel to her anus, gently massaging it with my index finger. I could clearly feel her entire body tense up the moment my fingers touched her skin.

"Relax, relax, it's okay, it won't hurt. Just think of it as being in the hospital, with the doctor examining you. Relax."

While comforting Xiaochun, I patiently circled my fingers gently around her anus, not penetrating deeply. Time passed slowly, and Xiaochun's body gradually relaxed. Sensing this, I began to apply slight pressure with my index finger. Each time, I would insert my finger a little, then immediately withdraw, circling it around a few times before repeating. This continued, each time slightly deeper than the previous. Although I couldn't see Xiaochun's expression, I could sense from her body's reaction that she wasn't experiencing much pain; on the contrary, she seemed to be slightly enjoying the sensation. This is understandable; this action, similar to anal excretion, naturally brings a certain pleasure.

Once both knuckles were fully inside her anus, I stopped penetrating and didn't withdraw, but simply circled it in place. After a while, making sure Xiaochun's intestines were fully accustomed to this state, I said, "Let's begin!" Without waiting for any response from Xiaochun, I removed my finger, replaced it with the nozzle, and gently opened the valve. My left hand, supporting her lower abdomen, immediately felt something gurgling as it flowed into Xiaochun's body. Xiaochun let out a muffled groan. Clearly, this feeling was far less comfortable than before.

I didn't give Xiaochun too much water. After all, it was my first time doing this, and I didn't want to hurt her if I didn't handle it properly. As soon as Xiaochun's lower abdomen started to swell slightly, I pulled out the nozzle and helped her onto the toilet.

After doing all this, I immediately turned and left the bathroom, leaving only the words: "Call me when you're done." I

did this three times. The last time, when I returned to the bathroom, I saw that the excrement in the plastic basin was mostly clear water.

Xiaochun, who had been given an enema three times, stood naked in front of me, looking completely exhausted. I grabbed a large towel, wrapped it around her, and told her to rest for a bit before coming downstairs. I went to prepare the things I would need later.

I didn't wait long before Xiaochun came downstairs wrapped in the towel. Her face was expressionless; she seemed somewhat numb. Thinking about it, it makes sense. A 15-year-old girl who has never experienced anything like this, inexplicably stripped naked in front of a man she'd only known for a few hours, had him bathe and give her an enema, and then had to shave her. Her mind was a complete mess; she couldn't think straight about what had happened. Of course, I wouldn't give her a chance to sort things out. I turned on the TV and played the video again. The solemn or terrifying images, the deep, stern voice in the background, and the unmistakable yet undeniably present subconscious suggestions—all successfully interfered with Xiaochun's thinking once more.

"Sorry, I've never done this before. I can only follow the instructions step by step. Let's watch the video that's mandated by the state together. Shall we follow the steps mandated by the state?"

The power of state regulations is indeed not to be underestimated. Xiaochun's voice seemed to regain some energy: "Okay."

I had Xiaochun sit on the single sofa, first raising her arms, shaving her armpit hair, then waxing the roots, and finally applying a little hair removal cream.

After that... I instructed Xiaochun to spread her legs wide, grasping her thighs, and spread them out in an "M" shape, completely exposing her tender vulva to me. Xiaochun's vagina was a classic "one-line sky," with two plump, white labia majora tightly pressed together. Except for a small tuft of dark pubic hair at the top, there was almost no pubic hair, just a few light-colored downy hairs—she was practically a "white tiger." Through the narrow slit between her labia majora, I could see that her labia minora were completely pink. Such a beautiful, tender vagina!

I had to resist, resist. There would be plenty of time to play with it later; I couldn't make a move now. I went through a fierce internal struggle, resisting the temptation of this exquisite virgin's vagina. I meticulously followed the steps in the video to shave, without deviating from the rules.

While removing the wax, the pain in her sensitive areas caused Xiaochun to let out soft moans. At the same time, I saw a little bit of fluid seeping out from Xiaochun's tight opening. It turns out pain can cause excitement—perfect! I need to be careful from now on; I absolutely can't let this sure thing slip away.

After the shaving process was complete, I handed Xiaochun a stack of papers. "Now there's only one last thing to do. This is the Ministry of Health's standard physical examination record form. You take it, you read one item, I check one item, and then I tell you the result; you fill it out yourself."

The reason I did this was to involve Xiaochun. If I were checking the form, Xiaochun would feel like a victim, and I would feel like the perpetrator. But now, by having Xiaochun read the form and I check and fill it out, we become collaborators, and he won't have as much resistance or aversion to the following actions.

"Hair color, hair length." "Black, medium length." "Skin color." "Yellowish-black." At first, these were all relatively normal items. But gradually, strange things started to appear. "Check the mouth... for any unusual odor. Check... the taste of the saliva. (Please use your nose and tongue to kiss it; your body will feel it.)" Xiaochun's face was already flushed red after reading these two sentences. But after hesitating for a while, he finally opened his mouth wide. I leaned over and smelled his mouth; there was no unusual odor. I then licked his teeth, which counted as checking the taste of the saliva. "No unusual odor in the mouth, no special taste in the saliva. Okay, next item."

What followed was another series of routine items, but soon the embarrassing (exciting) time arrived again. "Check the breasts for any lumps, check the color of the areola, and measure the diameter of the nipple when it is erect. (If the nipple is not erect, please rub the nipple repeatedly until it is erect before measuring.)" By the end, Xiaochun's voice was almost as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

I tried my best to appear businesslike, first pinching the breast, then pretending to look it over from left to right. Thankfully, after all that back and forth today, my nipples were already erect, and I just measured them with calipers and that was it.

The grand finale, of course, was the vulva. "Check the labia majora for any abnormalities."

In my previous life, I wasted 35 years without ever having the chance to play with a girl's private parts this closely; in this life, I could finally make up for that regret.

My slightly trembling hands touched Xiaochun's two thick labia. I gently parted them, letting my thumbs run over them inside and out. "No abnormalities."

"Check the color and any abnormalities of the labia minora."

Parting the already sticky labia minora, I could clearly see the tender pink flesh inside the vagina. I estimated that my heart rate was at least 140 at this moment. Calm down, I must calm down, I gritted my teeth.

"Pink, no abnormalities."

"Check the clitoris for any abnormalities, and measure the diameter of the clitoris when erect. (If the clitoris is not erect, please massage it repeatedly until it is erect before measuring.)" When Xiaochun finished speaking, her voice was already tinged with tears.

I tried my best to separate the foreskin to the left and right, and found the pink clitoris. Recalling Kato Taka's teachings, I placed my thumb on top and began to circle around the clitoris. The clitoris truly lives up to its reputation as the most sensitive part of the human body; the effect was immediate. Xiaochun immediately let out a series of moans. Although her voice was still tinged with tears, something else was already mixed in.

I felt the time was about right, so I took a quick measurement.

"Pink, no abnormalities, 0.8 cm."

"It's all over."

When Xiaochun heard this, she felt like she had been granted a pardon, and her whole body collapsed.

"According to the rules, all the clothes you wore today have to be thrown away. Um, I prepared some clothes, but the size might not be right. Wear these for now and buy new ones later."

The clothes I prepared for her were very ordinary: a pair of cotton underwear, a pair of sweatpants, and a white t-shirt.

After she changed into these clothes, I saw Xiaochun's expression and felt that she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I had Xiaochun sign the medical examination form and then told her, "I'll send this form to the government later. Your medical certificate and the training materials should be sent back in a couple of days. You look very tired, so take a good rest these next few days. We'll start discussing the training after we get the materials."

The reason I prepared such a dramatic show on the first day was for two main reasons. First, to test the target's characteristics and tolerance, so as not to waste too much time and energy on the wrong person, which might end badly. Second, to lower her bottom line. Since I've already done so much today, she won't resist much if something strange happens later. This is expectation management. Since Xiaochun has passed my test perfectly, she should relax a bit now; a balance is key. I also need a few days to observe her carefully and think about the next steps and preparations.

Afterwards, I pretended to go out to mail some materials and came back with four dishes and a soup, including chicken, duck, and fish. For Xiaochun, this was probably the best meal she had ever eaten in her life. I kept putting food on her plate during the meal, and from the look in her eyes, I could tell that most of the aversion and wariness from the afternoon's medical checkup had vanished during this meal.

Sigh, no wonder people say girls should be raised in comfort.

Ah… I suddenly sat up in bed, looking at the strange yet somewhat familiar surroundings. “Wasn't I dead? Could it be that I've transmigrated?” "

My name is Wang Xingsheng. Before I turned 16, my life was smooth sailing. My parents' business was booming, and my family was harmonious. But when I was 16, tragedy struck. My parents died in a traffic accident. Then, a bunch of greedy relatives appeared at my house, taking advantage of my underage status to plunder and extort money from me. Two years later, when I was ready to officially inherit the estate, the company was insolvent, and even my house was seized by the bank. My life plummeted from its peak to its lowest point, from a rich kid to a penniless orphan.

Like most of my peers, I drifted alone in society. Lacking any social connections, I struggled at the bottom. I hadn't had a girlfriend until I was 35, and my virginity was lost in the pink glow of women.

Besides working hard to make ends meet, my only hobby..." I could only vent my excess energy by reading erotic novels online. After seeing some hypnosis-themed novels on a forum called "Hypnotic Fetishism," I became hopelessly addicted to the subject. I spent countless hours researching various techniques, drugs, and methods for hypnosis, fantasizing that one day I could actually practice hypnosis like in the novels and have my own slave doll. But fantasies are just fantasies.

This continued until three months ago. During a medical checkup, I was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer. Instead of seeking treatment, I spent all my savings traveling extensively. Then, I went to the rooftop of my apartment and jumped, bidding a simple farewell to this world I held no attachment to.

And then, I... I woke up in my own bed. Yes, my own bed, my own room, not the cramped rented space, but the home I lived in until I was 16, my own home. And the time was three days after my parents' death.

I don't know if these past 20 years were real or just a dream, but I'm certain of one thing: this time my life will be completely different.

Using my memories from before my rebirth, I immediately found the most reputable law firm in the city and made them my lawyers. Then I found a relative who was currently heavily in debt, offering a large sum of cash as a condition for the church to make her my guardian. She cooperated with the lawyers in signing various legal documents, selling all the shares in my parents' company, and then establishing a trust fund for all the inheritance. I am the sole beneficiary of the gold.

Now I have money and freedom, and most importantly, I'm still a minor. Even if I do something illegal or criminal, the consequences won't be too severe. Could there be a better time to realize my dreams?

I used the excuse that I was too heartbroken over my parents' death and didn't want to live in my current home to avoid being reminded of those memories. I took a year off from school, left the city, and went to the capital of a neighboring province. I bought a large house in a wealthy villa area in the suburbs; no one else lived within a kilometer of my house. After hiring renovation workers to complete the necessary renovations, I personally installed countless hidden cameras throughout the house and purchased a large quantity of various electronic devices and other necessary equipment.

Now everything is ready; all that's needed is the final push. It's time to go out and find... My prey has arrived. Before

my

rebirth, I had imagined countless times what conditions this job would require: First, she must be female (duh, I'm not gay). Second, she must be alone, with as few social connections as possible to prevent interference with my actions. Third, she must have a legitimate reason to live with me, facilitating my various experiments. Fourth, she must be... Her education level can't be high, but she must be literate. Fifth, she must be naive, with as little social experience as possible. Finally, this prey must be timid, preferably having grown up in a very insecure environment.

Based on these conditions, what comes to mind? That's right, those young girls who grew up in impoverished areas and are now working as nannies in the city for the first time.

When everything in the house... After preparing, I frequented the various nanny agencies in the city. I told the agents I wanted a nanny around my age so we could communicate better. Since I live alone, for safety reasons, I didn't want her to have too many social connections; ideally, it would be her first job in the city. These were all understandable reasons, and the agents didn't suspect anything.

Whenever I found a suitable candidate through an agency, I would bring her home and have a detailed conversation. If I found her personality unsuitable, I would have her work for a few days, then find an excuse to pay her a month's salary and send her away. Two

whole months passed, and the agencies introduced me to six or seven nannies, but after talking to them, I realized none of them were what I was truly looking for. Left with no other choice, I turned my attention to neighboring cities.

Finally, my efforts paid off. That day, I received a call from an agent in a nearby city. After hearing her description, I immediately drove 150 kilometers to the next city and met the girl. While not a beauty, she was quite pretty. It was early summer, and through her neckline, I could see her collarbone and forearms, clearly indicating long-term malnutrition. Even so, she was at least an A-cup. If I could take her home and properly care for her, her potential was enormous. The agent then briefly introduced the girl's situation, which made me even more excited.

The girl's name was Liu Chunhua. She was 15 years old and came from one of the poorest places in the country. She was the third child in her family, with two older sisters who were 13 or 14 years older than her, and one younger sister. Her younger brother was three years younger than her. She dropped out of school after only four years. When she turned 15, her parents, wanting to support her brother's continued education, sent her to work with someone from the same village. This was the first time in Chunhua's life that she had left her small mountain village, more than 10 kilometers away. She had been in the city for less than a week. The villager found a job as soon as he arrived and went to work elsewhere, leaving her directly in the domestic help agency market. Chunhua was new to the city and didn't know how to do anything; normal families wouldn't hire someone like her as a domestic helper. But for me, you were the perfect choice. During our conversation, I also noticed that she was barely wearing a shirt, and she kept her head down, staring at the tips of her shoes, never looking at me directly. This made me even happier. Because it showed that she lacked confidence and was introverted.

After leaving the agency, I first went to a cake shop and bought some cakes and a cup of milk tea for the village, telling her to eat something in the car. Judging from how ravenously she ate, she probably hadn't eaten properly for days, and Chunhua had probably never tasted anything so delicious before. After she finished eating, I drove, chatting with her casually. That's when I learned that she had already spent all the money she carried, and for the past two days, she had been surviving on the charity of kind people at nearby pastry shops who gave her a few steamed buns. If she hadn't met me, she might have been begging in a couple of days. But whether meeting me or becoming a beggar was worse was hard to say.

The 150-kilometer drive took two or three hours. With soothing music playing in the car, I slowly inquired about Chunhua's family situation. Their village was truly impoverished; the legendary family that only had one pair of pants lived in the next village. Chunhua's family wasn't much better off. Being a girl, Chunhua was never favored at home; all the good things were given to her younger brother, never her. By the time she could remember, her two older sisters were already married, so she naturally did the most housework. However, at home, she was a punching bag; her parents would take their frustrations out on her. This led to her developing a personality where she did whatever adults told her to do and tried to remain silent as much as possible.

You might be wondering why a girl with Chunhua's personality would tell me, a stranger she'd only known for less than an hour, so much about her family.

The answer is simple: brainwashing had begun. The music playing in the car was specially designed; besides the soothing background music that could relax the mind, these CDs also contained extremely low-frequency audio messages. These messages were difficult to hear even with normal concentration, but they could affect a person's subconscious, causing certain behavioral deviations. These voices repeatedly conveyed several messages: "You must completely trust this person beside you"; "This person beside you is your closest relative"; "You must answer any of her questions truthfully"; "You must obey any of her requests."

Such simple methods couldn't possibly make someone do many things against their will, much less turn them into my slave like in some novels. However, the questions I asked were all ordinary, everyday details, nothing special. Plus, I had just bought her food, which had given her a slight sense of goodwill. In this situation, subconscious suggestion could play a crucial role.

After arriving home, I had Chunhua sit on the sofa and poured her a glass of water. Then I said to her, "I'm going upstairs to shower and change. Wait for me a moment, we'll talk properly when I come down."

Nearly an hour passed before I slowly descended the stairs. To the accompaniment of soothing background music, I saw Chunhua leaning back on the sofa, staring blankly ahead. The water in front of her was already empty, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.

I sat opposite her and placed a stack of printed papers on the coffee table. "Chunhua." "Hmm." "You're coming to my house to work as a domestic helper, right?" "Yes." "Before I went to find a domestic helper, I specifically consulted the relevant government departments about the details of the domestic helper industry. So there are some things I need to explain to you first, please listen carefully, okay?" "Okay."

"In our country, women working in the domestic service industry, also known as nannies, are officially called maids or female servants. Our country has very strict regulations and management for this industry. Why? Because, as you know, those in our country who have the opportunity to receive maid services are the elite of society, playing a vital role in various aspects of the country. When they return home, the quality of service provided by their maids significantly impacts their quality of life and mental state, leading to drastically different performances at work. Therefore, the quality of the maid industry plays a crucial role in national economic development, national security, and even the revitalization of the Chinese nation. This is why the Ministry of Labor and the Ministry of Health have formulated a very detailed set of management regulations and training methods to ensure that our country's maid industry consistently provides the best service, enabling our country's elite to maintain 100% or even 120% work efficiency. Do you understand?"

"Understood." "Then I need to ask you a few questions." "Okay." "First, do you have a maid hygiene inspection and quarantine certificate?" "No." "Then do you have a maid employment qualification certificate?" "No." "Oh, that's a bit troublesome. You must first undergo a complete hygiene disinfection and inspection and quarantine process, and then you must receive three stages of maid work skills training." "Are you willing?" "Yes, I am."

At this point, everyone will find it strange that this set of obviously nonsensical words was accepted by the little girl in front of her without any doubt. Well, that's a long story.

In my previous life, I had imagined countless times how to hypnotize and brainwash a girl. In this life, I finally have the opportunity to realize this dream, so naturally I will do everything I can to the extreme. In the car, apart from the music constantly subconsciously suggesting things to Chunhua, I didn't turn on the air conditioning at all during the nearly three-hour journey. The carriage was kept stuffy so that Chunhua would immediately drink the spiked water as soon as she entered. The drug in the water had only one effect: to significantly inhibit the ability of red blood cells to transport oxygen. We know that the normal oxygen content in the atmosphere is about 20.9%. If a person enters an environment with low oxygen levels, the first thing affected is their logical thinking ability. When the oxygen content drops to 16% or lower, an adult might not even be able to correctly perform single-digit addition and subtraction. The actual effect of this drug is equivalent to keeping a person in an environment with an oxygen content of 16-18%. In this state, the power of psychological suggestion is greatly enhanced, and such obviously illogical statements are completely accepted. Meanwhile, the music playing in the living room, like in the carriage, also has a subconscious suggestive effect. The only difference was the addition of another implied message: "Laws and regulations must be strictly observed, no matter how unreasonable this may seem. Because national laws and regulations are stipulated by the government, the people must never doubt the government." – The fragrance in the air contained a hallucinogenic component, which also helped enhance the effect of psychological suggestion.

Back to the main text. I moved to sit next to Chunhua. Then I took a document from the table and placed it in front of Chunhua.

"Let's first look at the steps of hygiene, disinfection, inspection, and quarantine. You see, this is the standard inspection, quarantine, and disinfection procedure for maids uniformly issued by the Ministry of Health. In addition, there is a standard video. Let's watch it together, and then follow the steps in this form." "Okay."

I turned on the TV and played a video file. The first thing that appeared on the screen was a large national emblem and a five-star red flag, followed by the Ministry of Health of the People's Republic of China in red letters on a black background. The following scenes flashed continuously, showing Tiananmen Square, military parades, speeches by national leaders in the Great Hall of the People, etc., filled with a solemn sense of ceremony. The narration was by a deep and serious male voice.

"This video was jointly produced by the Ministry of Health and the Ministry of Labor of the People's Republic of China. The hygiene, disinfection, inspection, and quarantine procedures contained in this video must be strictly implemented. Any failure to implement or incorrect implementation of these disinfection procedures will be severely punished by law."

The scene then shifts to a dirty and dilapidated rural family home.

"Most of the maids working in China come from economically underdeveloped and rural areas. Hygiene habits and standards in these areas are very poor. Therefore, these women often carry a large number of various germs and infectious agents. The families receiving these maids' services mostly live in economically developed areas with higher hygiene standards, so their resistance to these infectious agents and germs is weak. If these maids enter these families without proper cleaning and disinfection procedures, it often leads to very serious consequences."

Accompanied by a voiceover, the video continuously plays photos of patients suffering from various serious infectious diseases; the images are horrifying and disgusting.

"For maids who fail to strictly implement hygiene and disinfection procedures, resulting in the infection of the master's family, the law will severely punish them, with a maximum penalty of death."

The impact of this scene and narration is considerable. Even though Chunhua is not fully conscious, I can still see from her body language and expressions that she is afraid; she is experiencing considerable fear.

At this moment, the words "body hygiene cleaning and disinfection procedures" appear on the screen. Immediately afterwards, a young woman dressed in a Chinese rural style appears on the screen. This woman arrives at a villa and knocks on the door, which is opened by a middle-aged man. After exchanging pleasantries, they enter the house, and the man takes out a form-like document and hands it to the woman. The woman flips through it, smiles, and returns it to the man. Then, the two go into the bathroom one after the other. The woman boldly removes all her clothes in front of the man, throwing them into a trash bag. Then, the woman stands in the bathtub, stretching her arms out to the sides. At this moment, the man, holding a showerhead in one hand and a sponge in the other, begins to clean the woman's body. The man would occasionally glance at the documents beside him, then instruct the woman to assume various positions, such as bending over with her buttocks raised high and legs spread, to facilitate cleaning her private parts.

After cleaning, the woman stepped out of the bathtub and, as instructed, knelt on the floor in a doggy-style position with her buttocks raised high. The man then grabbed a hose and began giving the woman an enema. When the woman's belly was about three or four months pregnant, the man instructed her to urinate in the toilet. This was done three times. The third time, in particular, the woman urinated into a plastic basin, and the man then studied the excrement in the basin for a long time, making numerous notes on a form.

At this point, the narration resumed. "The human gut contains dozens of types of bacteria. Due to differences in lifestyle and geographical location, the bacteria in each person's body are different. Bacteria that are harmless to one person may be fatal to another. And living in the same dwelling, excrement is one of the easiest ways to cause cross-infection, so every maid must undergo a strict enema as part of the hygiene and cleaning process."

I didn't pay much attention to the content of the video; I had paid someone to make it anyway. My focus remained on Chunhua. As time passed, the effects of the medicine were weakening. This meant that Chunhua was slowly beginning to regain her normal thinking ability. Now, the key was to see the effect of the suggestion and how much

authority the government held in Chunhua's mind. Generally speaking, the less knowledgeable or economically disadvantaged people are, the stronger the government's authority will seem to them. Conversely, for those from economically developed areas or highly educated individuals, the government's authority has long been dismantled. So, in the video, I inserted a lot of scenes and images with a strong sense of ritual, elevating the matter from the beginning to the level of the national economy and the fate of the nation, repeatedly emphasizing that this was a government action at the national level, all to intimidate Chunhua. We often see similar examples in daily life; seemingly absurd scams, but once they're prefixed with "national government," many people actually believe them.

So far, my strategy has succeeded. Although Chunhua clearly felt uncomfortable when the footage showed the man and woman making physical contact, performing enemas, and even defecating, and tried several times to turn her head away, her face instantly turning red, I still didn't see any doubt on her face. "Can the government be wrong?" As long as this seed can take root in her heart, my plan is more than half successful.

The video continues. After leaving the bathroom, the woman put on a sleeveless white coat and went into a bedroom, lying on the bed. The man then followed her in carrying a tray of bottles and jars.

"Human hair often harbors various parasites, especially pubic and armpit hair. For the homeowner, this poses another significant safety and hygiene hazard. Therefore, a thorough and rigorous shaving process must be conducted before the maid officially moves into the homeowner's house."

The screen then displayed dozens of photos of parasites magnified hundreds of times under an electron microscope, resembling various terrifying monsters. This was followed by a standard Brazilian wax video.

From the rapidly changing expressions on Chunhua's face, it was clear that both the parasites and the Brazilian waxing were like opening a completely new world for her.

After the shaving, the man and woman on the television began a new round of physical examinations. The woman stripped naked again, allowing the man to examine every part of her body from head to toe. After each examination, the man would make notes on a nearby document.

"Most health problems can be detected through examination of physical characteristics, allowing for early warning. Therefore, regular checkups are essential. After each maid's hygiene and disinfection inspection, a form must be completed and signed by both the maid and the master. The document will then be submitted to the Ministry of Health and the Domestic Service Bureau of the People's Republic of China. After review by a specialist, a maid's hygiene inspection and quarantine certificate will be issued. A re-inspection must be conducted every three months. If the hygiene deteriorates twice consecutively, the certificate will be revoked, and an investigation will be conducted. If any violation of hygiene regulations is found, legal action will be taken."

After the video finished playing, Chunhua sat on the sofa with her head down, not daring to look at me, and remained silent. The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat awkward.

This couldn't go on, so I forced myself to speak. “Well, Chunhua, I’m so sorry, if my mother were still here, she could have done this checkup for you. Then there wouldn’t be any problem. But they just passed away a few months ago, and now I’m all alone at home, it’s really…” I’d already put it all out there. Chunhua was still a kind girl at heart. She interrupted me, “Sir…” “No need to call me sir, I’m not much older than you. My surname is Wang, you can call me Brother Wang or Big Brother Wang. I won’t treat you like an outsider and call you by your name. I’ll call you Xiaochun from now on.” “I… Big Brother Wang, it’s alright, you can do it for me. Since this is a regulation set by the Party and the government, we have to follow it, we can’t not do it. I… I’m fine, when I was in school, the doctors at the health station would come to do our physical exams, and they would make us take off our clothes too…”

Although she said these things, Xiaochun’s face was already as red as a ripe apple, her head buried in her arms, completely unable to look at me.

"The bathroom is on the second floor. I'll go up and get my things ready first. Come on up when you're

done." Just as I finished preparing everything, I heard the door open behind me.

The thought of a beautiful 15-year-old girl appearing naked before me, completely at my mercy, made me incredibly nervous.

I repeatedly told myself to calm down. It had been proven that the brainwashing method was effective, and I had found the perfect target. Now, all I had to do was spend some time slowly turning her into my slave, my plaything. It would be a huge loss to scare her away now for a moment's pleasure. I had to control my lust; there was plenty of time later.

"Xiaochun, take off your clothes and get into the bathtub. Call me when you're done," I said, facing the wall. Then I heard the rustling sound of clothes being undressed behind me. A few minutes later, I heard a barely audible "Done."

I turned around and saw Xiaochun standing in the bathtub with her arms crossed and her head down. Unlike most girls from rural areas, Xiaochun was very fair-skinned, and in stark contrast to her skin was her pubic hair, which, although sparse, was very dark.

“This,” I whispered to Xiaochun. “Close your eyes and turn around. I’ll wash your hair first, and then I’ll show you what to do. Just do as I say, without opening your eyes.” “Okay…” I washed her hair as gently as possible, then gently washed her back and arms with a sponge. “You can turn around now.” Although I had already visually assessed Xiaochun’s breasts before, seeing them in person still gave me a small surprise. Her two small nipples were a pure pink. Despite being very thin, judging from my extensive experience watching porn, her breasts were already a B cup. If she were properly cared for for a while, what would she be like! I’ve really struck gold this time.

After washing each part of her body, I had her get out of the bathtub and kneel on the floor. During the bath, apart from washing her hair, my hands hadn’t touched any part of her skin. Now the real challenge was about to begin.

I knelt beside Xiaochun, supporting her lower abdomen with one hand and applying a little shower gel to her anus with the other, gently massaging it with my index finger. I could clearly feel her muscles tense the moment my fingers touched her body.

"Relax, relax, it's okay, it won't hurt. Just think of it as being in the hospital, with the doctor examining you. Relax,"

I reassured Xiaochun, patiently circling my finger gently around her anus, not penetrating deeply. As time passed, Xiaochun's body gradually relaxed. Sensing this, I began to apply slight pressure with my index finger. Each time, I would insert my finger a little, then immediately withdraw, circling it around a few times before repeating. This continued, each time slightly deeper than the previous. Although I couldn't see Xiaochun's expression, I could tell from her body's reaction that she wasn't feeling much pain; on the contrary, she seemed to be enjoying the sensation. This is perfectly normal; this action, similar to anal excretion, naturally brings a certain pleasure to the body.

Once both knuckles were fully inserted into her anus, I stopped pushing deeper and didn't pull out, instead circling around in place. After a while, making sure Xiaochun's intestines were fully accustomed to this state, I said, "Let's begin!" Without waiting for Xiaochun's response, I pulled out my fingers, replaced them with the nozzle, and gently opened the valve. My left hand, supporting her lower abdomen, immediately felt something gurgling as it flowed into Xiaochun's body. Xiaochun let out a muffled groan! Clearly, this feeling was far less comfortable than before.

I didn't give Xiaochun too much water. After all, it was my first time doing this, and it would be troublesome if I didn't control myself properly and hurt her. As soon as Xiaochun's lower abdomen started to swell slightly, I pulled out the nozzle and helped her onto the toilet.

After doing all this, I immediately turned and left the bathroom, leaving only the words, "Call me when you're done." I

did this three times. The last time, when I returned to the bathroom, I saw that the excrement in the plastic basin was mostly clear water.

Xiaochun, who had been given enemas three times, stood naked in front of me, looking completely exhausted. I grabbed a large towel, wrapped it around her, and told her to rest before coming downstairs while I prepared the things I needed later.

I didn't wait long before Xiaochun came downstairs wrapped in the towel. Her face was expressionless, and she seemed somewhat numb. Thinking about it, it made sense. A 15-year-old girl who had never experienced anything like this, inexplicably stripped naked in front of a man she'd only known for a few hours, had him bathe and give her enemas, and was even going to shave her. Her mind was a complete mess; she couldn't think straight about what had happened. Of course, I wasn't going to give her a chance to process what had happened. I turned on the TV and played the video again. The solemn or terrifying images, the deep, stern voice in the background, and the indistinct yet undeniably present subconscious suggestions—all successfully interfered with Xiaochun's thinking once more.

"Sorry, I've never done this before, so I can only follow the instructions step by step. Let's watch the video that's mandated by the government together. Shall we follow the steps mandated by the government?"

The power of government regulations is indeed not to be underestimated. Xiaochun's voice seemed to have regained some energy: "Okay."

I had Xiaochun sit on the single sofa, first raising her hands, shaving the hair on both sides of her armpits, then waxing the roots, and finally applying a little bit of hair removal cream.

After that, I ordered Xiaochun to spread her hands apart, grab her thighs, and spread them apart, forming an M-shape, completely displaying her tender vulva to me. Xiaochun's vulva is a standard narrow opening, with two white and plump labia majora tightly clamped together. Except for a small tuft of black pubic hair on the top, there is almost no pubic hair, at most only a few light-colored downy hairs, so she can be considered a near-white tiger. Through the narrow slit between the labia majora, you can see that the labia minora are completely pink. What a perfect tender vulva!

Hold on, hold on, there will be plenty of time to play with it slowly later, you must not make any rash moves now. I went through a fierce internal struggle, resisting the temptation of this exquisite virgin's vagina. I meticulously followed the steps in the video, completing the shaving process step by step without deviating from the rules.

While removing the wax, the pain in her sensitive areas caused Xiaochun to let out soft moans. At the same time, I saw a little bit of fluid seeping out from Xiaochun's tight opening. It turned out pain could lead to arousal—it was perfect. I had to be careful from now on; I absolutely couldn't let this opportunity slip away.

After completing the shaving, I handed Xiaochun a stack of papers. "Now there's only one last thing to do. This is the Ministry of Health's standard physical examination record form. You take it, you read one item, I'll check one item, and then I'll tell you the result; you fill it out yourself."

The reason I did this was because I wanted Xiaochun to participate. If I were to check the form, Xiaochun would feel like the victim, and I the perpetrator. Now, I have Xiaochun read the form while I check and fill it out. We become collaborators, so he won't resist or feel too much aversion to the following actions.

"Hair color, hair length." "Black, medium length." "Skin color." "Yellowish-black." At first, these were all fairly normal items. But gradually, strange things started to appear. "Check the mouth…for any bad breath. Check…the taste of saliva. (Please use your nose and tongue to kiss it; your body will feel it.)" Xiaochun's face turned bright red after reading these two sentences. He hesitated for a moment, but finally opened his mouth wide. I leaned over and smelled his mouth; there was no bad breath. I then licked his teeth, which counted as checking the saliva taste. "No bad breath, no special taste in saliva. Okay, next item."

Next came another series of routine items, but soon, the embarrassing (exciting) moment arrived again. "Check the breasts for lumps, check the areola color, and measure the diameter of the nipple when erect. (If the nipple is not erect, please rub it repeatedly until it is erect before measuring.)" Xiaochun's voice trailed off to almost a whisper by the end.

I tried to appear professional, first pinching her breasts, then pretending to look them over. Thankfully, after all that back and forth today, her nipples were already prominent, and I measured them with calipers and that was it.

The grand finale, of course, was her vulva. "Check the labia majora for any abnormalities."

In my previous life, I wasted 35 years without ever having the chance to play with a girl's private parts this closely; this life, I could finally make up for that regret.

My slightly trembling hands touched Xiaochun's two thick labia. I gently opened them, letting my thumbs run over them inside and out. "No abnormalities."

"Check the color and any abnormalities of the labia minora."

Parting the already sticky labia minora, the tender pink flesh inside the vagina was clearly visible. I estimated my heart rate was at least 140 at this point. Calm down, I had to calm down, I gritted my teeth.

"Pink, no abnormalities."

"Check the clitoris for any abnormalities, and measure the diameter of the clitoris when erect. (If the clitoris is not erect, please have the examiner massage it repeatedly until it is erect before measuring.)" Xiaochun's voice was already trembling with tears when she finished speaking.

I tried to separate the foreskin to the left and right, and found the pink clitoris. Recalling Mr. Kato's teachings, I placed my thumb on it and began to circle around the clitoris. The clitoris truly lives up to its reputation as the most sensitive part of the human body; the effect was immediate. Xiaochun immediately let out a series of moans. Although it still had a strong sob in it, something else was already mixed in.

I felt the time was about right, so I took a quick measurement.

"Pink, no abnormalities, 0.8 cm."

"It's all over."

Hearing this, Xiaochun felt like she had been granted a pardon, and her whole body collapsed.

"According to the rules, all the clothes you wore today have to be thrown away. Um, I prepared some clothes, but the size may not be right. You can wear these for now and buy new ones later."

The clothes I prepared for her were very ordinary: a pair of cotton underwear, a pair of sports pants, and a white T-shirt.

After changing into these clothes, I saw Xiaochun's expression and felt that she had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I had Xiaochun sign the medical examination form and then told her, "I'll send this form to the government later. Your medical certificate and the training materials should be sent back in a couple of days. You look very tired, so take a good rest these next few days. We'll start discussing the training after we get the materials."

The reason I prepared such a dramatic show on the first day was for two main reasons. First, to test the target's characteristics and tolerance, so as not to waste too much time and energy on the wrong person, which might end badly. Second, to lower her bottom line. Since I've already done so much today, she won't resist much if something strange happens later. This is expectation management. Since Xiaochun has passed my test perfectly, she should relax a bit now; a balance is key. I also need a few days to observe her carefully and think about the next steps and preparations.

Afterwards, I pretended to go out to mail some materials and came back with four dishes and a soup, including chicken, duck, and fish. For Xiaochun, this was probably the best meal she had ever eaten since birth. I kept putting food on her plate during the meal, and from the look in her eyes, I could tell that most of the aversion and wariness she felt from the afternoon's medical checkup had vanished during this meal.

Sigh, no wonder people say girls should be raised in comfort and abundance.

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