Body Swap Story 1-8

Body Swap Chronicle
(Part 1) The man and woman,
still groggy from their passionate lovemaking, awoke with terrible headaches. Barely managing to open their eyes, they peered into the room. Through the slivers of sunlight filtering through the curtains, they glimpsed the clothes and accessories of the woman with whom they had made love the previous night, along with her sexy, blood-red high heels, scattered haphazardly
on the floor. That slut was truly a gem—tall, with a slender waist and full hips, long hair, and alluring features. Her lovemaking was wildly exhilarating. Recalling their intense encounter the previous night, they still felt a lingering sense of satisfaction… My hometown is in a county in southern Taiwan. Because I was admitted to a university in the north, I left my hometown early. My major in university was "Computer Engineering," so after graduation, I easily found a lucrative job as a "programmer" at an internet company in Taipei and rented a small apartment in a high-rise building near the company. Living alone in this bustling metropolis, the lack of a fulfilling sex life is inevitable. Fortunately, the city has a very open attitude towards sex, and thanks to my muscular physique and 185cm height developed from playing basketball diligently in college, finding a woman to satisfy my needs is quite easy. So, I've had several casual encounters.
About six months ago, I met a girl named Xiaolan, who was still studying at a private university. After a few dates, we slept together. Unexpectedly, she was still a virgin. After I took her virginity, she moved in with me, and I started treating her as my regular sexual partner.
However, we recently had a fight, and she angrily moved out of my apartment and disappeared without a trace. I kept hoping she would change her mind, but after waiting for several weeks, I finally decided to give up. I started going to places frequented by beautiful women on weekends to find new targets, but most of them were just one-night stands before ending.
Last night, when I walked into my usual weekend jazz bar, my eyes were immediately drawn to her fiery red outfit—she looked to be only in her early twenties, right? But her devilishly sexy figure paired with her angelic face, a ruby necklace around her delicate white neck, a red low-cut, off-the-shoulder fitted dress, a red and black lace shawl, red lace stockings, and those incredibly thin red high heels—she was undeniably a stunningly beautiful woman.
I glanced around the bar; thankfully, there were very few customers tonight, otherwise this prey would have already been snatched up by other hunters.
I casually walked over to her table and asked with a smile, "Miss, are you alone?"
She looked me up and down for a while, a sly glint flashing across her face before she transformed into a sweet, playful girl. Her bright red lips curled slightly upwards, and her cherry-like mouth finally spoke: "Yes! Sit down and let's chat!"
And so, I began to connect with this beauty. I introduced myself as "Xiao Chen," and she said her English name was "Jenna," though she declined to reveal her real name.
At first, we chatted aimlessly, but then she suddenly asked about my life. I told her that I currently lived alone in a rented apartment not far from here, was unmarried and had no steady girlfriend, and that my family lived in the south, while I was temporarily staying in this city for work.
At this point, her eyes suddenly lit up. Leaning forward, she seemed to deliberately display her full, round breasts in full view of me, and asked in a slightly coquettish tone, "Do you live alone?"
I swallowed several times, my eyes fixed on those undulating breasts, and nodded unconsciously. She suddenly laughed and took my hand. The smooth touch brought me back to my senses. Looking into her lustful eyes, before I could answer, I heard her say, "Let's go!"
"Where to?" I asked suspiciously.
"Let's go somewhere we can have a proper chat! Where do you think would be good?"
She winked at me playfully, and I immediately understood and stood up. She obediently took my red handbag in one hand and linked arms with me in the other, and we walked out of the bar. I led her down the bustling street, and almost every man's gaze lingered greedily on the alluring body of the woman beside me, giving me a sense of pride in my successful hunt.
After a few blocks, I led her into my rented apartment building, where we bumped into Zhang, a security guard I knew well. Zhang was a burly young man in his early twenties. I would usually chat with him when I came home, and sometimes when I brought a pretty girl home, he would nod knowingly at me.
But this time, when he saw the woman in red beside me, he seemed completely dumbfounded. I winked at him for a long time before he came to his senses and gave me an envious look. The elevator arrived, and after I led Jiali into the cramped space, I began to act inappropriately towards her. My hands groped her buttocks several times, and she gave me an even more alluring smile.
The elevator reached the fifth floor, and we entered my small apartment, embracing tightly. As soon as the door closed and before the main lights were even turned on, I suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace. Her high breasts pressed against me, and I could almost feel the weight of her soft, undulating breasts through her clothes.
I couldn't wait to kiss her passionately, and she generously extended her tongue to meet mine, our tongues intertwining. My lower body immediately reacted, hardening against her lower abdomen. In the darkness, she seemed to sense it, freeing her right hand from her handbag and beginning to grope for my penis through my pants. I excitedly kneaded her plump and elastic buttocks with both hands, reluctantly leaving her sweet lips, and instead attacking her nose, ears, and neck. She began to let out soft moans.
Our breathing grew heavier and heavier. Suddenly, she loosened my belt, unzipped my pants, and grasped my already erect penis, stroking it back and forth with her hand. I bit her left earlobe hard and whispered in her ear, "You little slut! Let's make love!"
She let out a wanton moan. I could no longer resist. I ripped off her shawl, pulling her off-the-shoulder dress down her graceful body to her feet. I wrapped my arms around her half-naked body and, following my memory, carried her to the bedside in the darkness, pinning her down on the bed. She clung to me tightly, licking my cheek with her tongue, and panted, "Turn on the light... I want... to watch you... fuck me!"
I got up and turned on the bedside lamp, then took a row of condoms from the drawer of the bedside table. In the light, her face was flushed. Her eyes were filled with wanton lust. In a few quick movements, I stripped myself down to my underwear, pounced on the bed, and frantically kissed her full lips, sucked on her tongue, and caressed her breasts. I pulled off her sexy red lace stockings, stretched her red thong into a straight line, and rubbed her private parts up and down and side to side. Stimulated by the underwear, her lower body immediately overflowed with a large amount of lustful fluid, causing her tongue to roll in my mouth like a mother snake in heat, and she let out a series of lustful moans that excited me. I quickly let go and let her cry out, and then took her two pink cherry-like nipples into my mouth. With my right hand, I pulled her underwear down to her left calf and rubbed her wet labia with my index and middle fingers. Finally, I simply inserted my middle finger into her vagina and began to thrust in and out.
Her hands weren't idle either; one hand draped over my neck, while the other gripped my hard, thick penis. She cried out, "Good, good... Oh! There... so good... Oh! Go in a little more... Oh! Xiao Chen, it feels so good... Give it to me... Use your cock... I... I!"
Her body arched, seemingly a sign of impending orgasm. I quickly bent down, lifted her legs, and buried my head between her thick pubic hair, licking her clitoris and labia with my tongue. She trembled as if struck by lightning, her juices flowing like a torrent down my tongue, forming a puddle on the sheets.
I got more and more excited as I licked, and then I started licking her anus, my tongue probing in and out, making her moan loudly. The pungent, fishy smell further stimulated my senses, making my tongue thrust even faster. She pinched her breasts hard with her hands, shouting, "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!"
She straightened up, twisting and convulsing for a moment, then suddenly leaned back and hugged my upper body tightly, letting out a wild howl of pleasure as she reached her climax.
After she calmed down, I climbed onto the bed and held my throbbing, erect penis in front of her. Her eyes, which had been glazed over after her orgasm, immediately brightened. Without a word, she took my huge penis into her sexy mouth. I thrust forward, almost reaching her throat. She pushed me away to adjust the angle, and then began teasing my penis with her tongue in her mouth. A surge of pleasure rushed to my head. I closed my eyes, enjoying her skillful tongue techniques. After a while, she pushed my penis out of her mouth with her tongue and bent down to lick and tease my scrotum, taking it in and spitting it out repeatedly. One hand caressed my back, while the other explored my buttocks, stimulating my anus with her fingertips. After playing with my scrotum, she began to lick my glans and urethral opening with the tip of her tongue.
I was almost brought to ejaculation by her superb oral sex skills, so I quickly composed myself, pulled my penis back, and said to her, "Turn around!"
She obediently complied, rolled over and assumed a doggy-style position, and said lewdly, "Quick, quick, put it in!"
"What do you want me to put in?" I pretended to be confused and took the opportunity to peel off a condom to put it on, after all, I didn't want to cause any trouble.
She brushed the hair that was covering her face away with her hand, turned around and said coquettishly, "Oh! Don't wear that thing! I'm safe now!"
"Okay! My darling, I'll listen to you!" I threw away the condom, grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, and asked, "You still haven't answered me, what are you going to put in?"
She smiled lewdly and said, "Good brother, please! I want your naughty thing to fuck me hard!"
"No!" I pressed my penis against the entrance of her wet and gushing cunt, sliding it up and down her swollen labia, and shouted, "I'm going to fuck you hard!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I leaned forward and my penis slid into her slippery and warm cunt. I grabbed the two mounds of flesh on her buttocks with both hands and plunged my thick penis all the way to the root. She let out a soft cry, her hands unable to resist, and her upper body collapsed onto the bed. I quickly supported her waist and straightened her body again, and began to thrust vigorously in and out of her tight vagina, which seemed to suck on a man's penis.
At first, she seemed to be trying to hold on and not collapse onto the bed again, only moaning and groaning. But eventually, she couldn't resist the onslaught of my huge penis. Her upper body collapsed again, her hands tightly clutching a pillow, crying out, "Oh...no...it's too thick, it's so full...my pussy is going to break!"
"Don't break it! It's only just begun!"
I stopped, pulled my big cock to the entrance of her vagina, took a deep breath, and thrust it in violently again, slapping her plump buttocks with my hands as I thrust in and out. She cried out a few times, then suddenly bit and pulled at the pillowcase, while her hands tugged at her hair, her whole body twisting as if in extreme pleasure, responding to my thrusting rhythm. I stopped slapping her buttocks, wrapped my arms around her, and turned her body over. At this moment, her eyes showed a chaotic and unfocused look. Her small mouth, which had been tightly biting the pillow, loosened, and she gasped for breath like a defeated female wrestler, her limp body letting me do as I pleased. As we turned over, I kept half of my penis inside her cunt, the head of my penis slowly rubbing against the walls of her vagina, moving up and down and left and right in circles. At the same time, I carried her slowly back to the edge of the bed, standing on the floor, and lifted one of her legs, which was draped in her panties and the other leg, which was covered by a red stocking, high onto my shoulders. I grabbed and kneaded her two erect nipples with both hands. Her hands were tightly wrapped around my neck, and she murmured, "Fuck me, fuck me... I want you to fuck me... rape me!"
I lowered my head and bit her ear, my tongue darting into her ear canal, and whispered to her, "You have to say I'm your master, that you want me, you little slut!"
"I... I'm your slave, slut... please, rape me..." Hearing my commanding words, she became even more excited, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, hot and sticky, soaking my glans.
I let out a wild cry, a groan of intense pleasure, and my lower body began to thrust wildly into her wet cunt involuntarily. While thrusting into her, I fiercely bit and sucked on her neck, nose, and forehead. Not satisfied, I also bit down hard on her large breasts and nipples, shouting, "I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death... you little slut! I'll kill you... I'll ravage your cunt!"
She seemed even more excited, clinging tightly to my upper body. With each increasingly loud moan, I climbed onto the bed, squatting down, spreading her legs almost touching my body, and commanded her to grab them herself. I began to pound her cunt with a downward thrust. She screamed and yelled, suddenly releasing her legs, arching her upper body, and clinging tightly to me. I lost my balance and fell onto her, feeling my penis being sucked and manipulated by her cunt until I was about to ejaculate! Just as I realized I was about to ejaculate, she suddenly bit my ear and asked me breathlessly, "Good brother...do you like my...body?"
"Yes...I love you so much, you slut...your tight hole!" I answered her with difficulty, trying to pull my penis out of her vagina so I could ejaculate on her body and avoid unnecessary trouble.
She seemed to sense my intention, and instead, she tightened her legs around my lower body, moaning, "No, don't pull out...ejaculate inside! I'm okay..."
Hearing her say that, I was too embarrassed to pull away. My mind was a mess at that moment, and I knew this was a sign that I was about to ejaculate, so I thrust into her vagina even faster, but I heard her mumble, "Do you...like my...body?"
"Yes, yes...I'm going to cum..." I responded vaguely.
"Really? You said it yourself... Then let's switch... bodies... okay?"
"Okay, okay... whatever you want..." My body convulsed as I began to ejaculate deep into her vagina.
In the pleasure of ejaculation, I vaguely heard her groaning softly, like a chant, as if it had a magical power. After I released myself inside her, a strong sense of drowsiness suddenly overwhelmed me. In my hazy state, I only vaguely remembered lying on her soft breasts, smelling her body fragrance, and then falling into a deep sleep...
(II) The sudden body exchange
Through the few rays of sunlight that peeked in through the gap in the curtains, my drowsy head cleared up a little. I could still vaguely smell the fragrance of that slut from last night, and the scattered women's clothes on the floor proved that last night's events were not just a dream.
Since that little slut's clothes were still there, it meant she was probably still in my room. I turned over to see if she was still sleeping beside me, but there was no one there.
I looked towards the bathroom, but the door was ajar and the light wasn't on. My small apartment was only about five or six square meters, and I could see everything at a glance, but I couldn't find that slut anywhere. Just as I was wondering what was going on, my gaze was drawn to a note on the bedside table. I reached out and picked it up, carefully examining the words written on it in the dim light: "You promised to exchange them yourself, so don't blame me! I'll exchange them back with you in a while. I'll send you some necessities, so you have to take good care of my body as I wrote in it! Love, Jenna."
This note must have been taken from my desk, but the more I read it, the more confused I became. What was this little vixen trying to tell me? I couldn't understand a word. But how could she just leave without putting her clothes back on? I thought for a moment, scratching my head as I tossed the note back onto the bedside table. Just as I was about to turn over and go back to sleep, I suddenly realized something was wrong! I stopped scratching my head and touched my hair. How did it become long hair? And the ends even had an alluring fragrance? I ran my hand down my face to my neck. Huh? Where's my Adam's apple? I went further down... Wow! How did my breasts become so round and full? Then, could it be...? I hurriedly reached down to touch my genitals. Oh no! This is terrible! My little brother is gone! And with the touch between my fingers, I felt a slit that only a woman's genitals should have!
Instantly, all my drowsiness vanished. I frantically looked down at my genitals, and the blanket slipped off with a thud. Good heavens! I saw that my body had really turned into a woman's! I tumbled off the bed, and in the dressing mirror in the corner, the slut I'd been having sex with last night looked at me with a surprised expression.
I touched my breasts, and she in the mirror was doing the same thing...
"Oh my god!" I suddenly realized and cried out, my tone carrying a seductive, almost cloying quality, exactly like the moaning of that bitch last night. This time it's definitely true, I really have become a woman! No, no! According to what that slut Jenna wrote, last night when I was about to ejaculate, she chanted a bunch of incantations I couldn't understand, and then... I swapped bodies with her! So, my body must have been taken away by her? I hurriedly went to the wardrobe and opened the door, only to find that most of my outerwear and underwear were missing. I slumped to the floor in front of the wardrobe, my mind blank, muttering to myself, "I've become a woman! Oh my god! Oh my god! How is this possible?"
I sat there blankly for a while, then suddenly felt a sticky liquid slowly flowing from my genitals. I reached down and touched the opening, sniffing it. Huh? Why does this liquid smell so familiar? Ah! Could this be the semen I ejaculated inside her? I quickly got up and ran into the bathroom, turning on the warm water to wash my genitals. There seemed to be quite a lot of that thick, white, sticky liquid; it had already congealed a bit overnight. In any case, before I could figure out what to do next, I had to properly cleanse this body—which, though not mine, had allowed me to release my pent-up desires.
As I washed, I subconsciously glanced at the vanity mirror. The woman in the mirror had a charmingly shy expression, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling, and several hickeys on her fair neck—probably my handiwork from last night. The problem is, the woman in the mirror is myself!
So, was I raping myself last night? What does it feel like for a woman to be penetrated? Thinking of this, a sudden heat surged through my lower body. I gripped the showerhead tightly, rinsing the crack in my genitals with the water jet. A strange emptiness welled up inside me, a desire to fill that void. My other hand began to caress my throbbing breasts. As I touched them, a burning sensation spread through my nipples; the tiny, bean-sized nipples hardened. I kneaded the increasingly erect nipples, and involuntarily, I began to moan. The moans completely shattered my reason. A sensation of fluid seeping from the walls of my genitals was felt. I used the large tip of the showerhead to tease the crack, and the inexplicable pleasure intensified. Waves of electric-like sensation surged through my sensitive lower body, making me unbearably itchy all over. My limbs went weak, and I even dropped the showerhead on the floor with a "thud," spraying water everywhere. This brought me back to my senses. I steadied myself, quickly picked up the showerhead, and hurriedly washed myself before grabbing a large towel from the hanger. I intended to wrap it around my lower body as usual before leaving the bathroom, but the swaying of my breasts reminded me that I was now a woman. I had no choice but to imitate a woman and wrap it around my private parts. I cautiously opened the door and peeked out before stepping out of the bathroom and sitting on the edge of the bed to slowly dry myself.
I hadn't expected that becoming a woman would make even my movements feminine. I slowly dried myself and then took out a hairdryer to dry my hair.
Then, I went to the full-length mirror, slowly removed the towel, and carefully examined my body. This body is absolutely flawless; so beautiful that any normal man who doesn't have fantasies about it must be crazy! Her long, flowing hair frames a shy face after washing off her makeup, along with her exquisitely shapely figure, magnificent breasts, and a delicate mons pubis covered in fine pubic hair forming an inverted triangle. The person in the mirror is truly stunning! I really don't know why Jenna would abandon this body. And where did she learn this wicked magic? How long is she going to "swap" with me? Is this a win for me, or a huge loss? Is being a woman really that enjoyable? And even though these two days are a weekend off, what about after that? Am I going to lose my well-paid job for nothing? A series of questions flooded my mind, and I stood in front of the mirror, lost in thought, until the intercom inside the building suddenly rang, startling me awake. I instinctively wrapped myself in a towel before walking to the door and picking up the intercom. The voice of Xiao Zhang, the building security guard, came through the receiver: "Hello! Is Miss Jenna here?"
I paused for a moment before realizing what was happening, clearing my throat before speaking into the receiver: "Yes! This is me! What's up?"
"Oh! Hello, Miss Jenna. Mr. Chen just came back. He brought two suitcases and said he wanted to give them to you. May I help you carry them up?"
"Mr. Chen?" Good heavens! That little bitch who stole my body actually dared to come back. I quickly asked, "Where is he now?" "
He left! He said he's going on a long trip and told me you'd have to stay here for a few days until he returns!" Damn it
! That bitch even made all the arrangements. Looks like I'm really doomed this time!
"Miss, what's wrong? Do you need me to help you carry your luggage upstairs?"
"Oh! Sure! Hmm... wait a minute! Could you bring it up in ten minutes?" I'd never seen Xiao Zhang so attentive to other residents before. It seemed he was interested in the stunning beauty in my apartment. But I was still naked, so I had to wait and see, and get dressed first.
"Okay! I'll help you carry your things up in ten minutes! Don't worry!" His voice sounded excited through the receiver.
"Thank you!" I suddenly wanted to tease her, so I deliberately spoke in a coquettish voice.
After hanging up, I started picking up Jenna's clothes that had been scattered all over the floor last night, but here's the problem: these clothes were way too revealing! I clumsily struggled for ages to put on the red thong that barely covered my private parts, and then slipped on the red dress, my breasts swaying freely inside. Before I could even put on my stockings, the doorbell rang. I had no choice but to throw the stockings on the bed, stuff the red high heels and handbag under the bed, pull up the short hem of the dress that barely covered my hips, tidied my hair, and went to open the door.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Xiao Zhang's eyes widen, staring at me intently, his mouth slightly agape—he was practically drooling. Xiao Zhang was a tall, muscular young man with a rather distinctive face. When we chatted casually, he often boasted about having several top-notch women, and how valiant and powerful he was in bed. When I was a man, I'd just laugh it off. But now, suddenly I was a woman, and when I opened the door and saw him steadily carrying two heavy-looking suitcases, his masculine image made my private parts, which were feeling a little uncomfortable from my tight underwear, twitch slightly.
We stood there staring at each other for a while, until I lowered my head, embarrassed by his unrestrained, wild gaze. He finally spoke, "Sorry I'm late. I was held up by the other residents."
"It's okay," I said, still looking down, reaching out to take the suitcases. He stepped aside, saying, "How can I let you carry these? Let me carry them inside for you!"
Before I could answer, he squeezed into the room. That guy, he definitely wasn't up to any good. As he passed me, he deliberately nudged my ample breasts with his elbow. My sensitive body immediately reacted; my nipples involuntarily hardened. I quickly covered my chest with my hands, my cheeks flushing.
Luckily, he was carrying heavy things and didn't have time for further inappropriate actions. After entering the room, he placed two large boxes in front of my wardrobe. His eyes seemed to casually glance around the room before suddenly fixing on my bed. I followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at the pair of sexy red stockings I had tossed onto the bed. I was both amused and annoyed, and deliberately coughed lightly twice. He turned slightly embarrassed to look at me standing in the doorway, still with my arms crossed. I deliberately said coldly, "Thanks for helping me! Is there anything else?"
"That's all; that's all. Oh, right! Mr. Chen told me to help you as much as possible. If you need any help, just let me know."
With that, he headed towards the door to leave the room. This time, I was well-prepared, preventing him from taking advantage of me. As he walked out of the room, seemingly disappointed, a sudden urge to tease him popped into my head. Taking advantage of the moment I was about to close the door, I slapped his butt with my palm. He jumped in surprise and turned around to see what I was up to. I deliberately gave him a flirty wink first, then stuck my tongue out at him before slamming the door shut.
I thought, he'll probably have a tough time tonight, right? Maybe he'll even hide away and masturbate! Hehe, serves him right for trying to take advantage of me.
After he left, I eagerly opened the two suitcases. One read: "Two vibrators. Use them when you need a man. Instructions for use are as follows..."
I sat on the edge of the bed and carefully read through the notebook. After I had a general idea of what was written inside, I looked up and realized it was already dark outside; my stomach was growling loudly. I sighed, thinking that it seemed I was destined to be a woman. Since I didn't know how long I'd be in this role, I might as well accept it and experience what it's like to be a woman. But I needed to fill my stomach first. As soon as this thought crossed my mind, I suddenly remembered something very important. I jumped up and ran to the bedside, opened the dresser drawer, and oh! Thankfully, the bankbook and seal were still there, the purse containing cash and credit cards wasn't missing, and even my rarely used cell phone was still there. It seemed that Jenna was just a thief who stole my body, but didn't seem interested in money. Instead, there was an extra bank card in the drawer, with a note next to it bearing a large PIN and a line of text: "Consider this rent for borrowing your body! There's 200,000 yuan in it, use it sparingly!"
Looks like this Jenna is quite wealthy, maybe even a kept woman of some big businessman? Perhaps she's tired of being a "sex toy" and wants to try being a man? I really don't understand this little slut's mentality! Anyway, at least my financial problem is solved now; at least I won't be destitute enough to go hungry. I breathed
a sigh of relief, then suddenly felt the urge to pee. I got up and went to the bathroom, steadied myself, aimed at the toilet, lifted my skirt, and was about to pull out my penis when I realized I couldn't find it. Oh yeah! Then I remembered I was a woman now, so I pulled down my underwear, sat on the toilet, and as my bladder relaxed, I felt the cool urine trickling out from a small opening at the tip of my genitals. So this is how women urinate! I've learned something new! After the urine was released, a strange, intense pleasure surged through my genitals. It's probably the same kind of pleasure a man feels when he shakes after urinating, right?
I wiped the tip of my genitals with toilet paper, put my pants back on, and glanced at the clock as I left the bathroom. It was already past seven in the evening. I still felt a little awkward in this sexy outfit, and I felt like I lacked the courage to leave the room and go out onto the street. So I found a bowl of instant noodles in the storage box, boiled some water on the small gas stove, made the noodles, ate them haphazardly, and then made a cup of instant coffee. That was my meal.
After eating and drinking, I rested for a while, then took a shower. When I came out, I found a sexy black off-the-shoulder nightgown in the first suitcase, paired with black lace-trimmed lace panties. Sleeping with a bra on didn't seem very comfortable, so I decided to skip it. After putting on these thinner clothes, I sat on the edge of the bed and, following Jenna's instructions, took out the skincare products from the suitcase and wiped my beautiful body.
Afterwards, I turned off the main light, leaving only the bedside lamp on. Lying in bed, I turned on the TV with the remote and stared at the screen, my mind wandering to how to solve my work problem. That bitch Jenna, I wondered where she'd taken my body. What if this womanhood never ended? How would I explain it to my family after a while? Lost in these thoughts, I grew increasingly sleepy. I turned off the TV, rolled over, pulled the covers over myself, and drifted off to sleep.
(III) The Pleasure of Masturbation in the Dead of Night
In my dream, I was rolling around in bed with a woman whose face I couldn't see clearly. I roughly tore off her clothes, yelling at her to suck my huge penis. Then, with my erect penis, hardened by her oral sex, I forcefully thrust it into her vagina, moving it in and out, flipping her two thick, bright red labia. She screamed and resisted as if I were raping her. Suddenly, I pulled out my penis, grabbed her hair, and made her lift her face up to catch my gushing semen in her mouth. Her face was covered in my semen. After ejaculating, I... I ordered her to lick my penis clean. Suddenly, she wiped her face and asked me with a smile, "How could you rape yourself?"
I stared at her, only to find that she had a man's face; and that face was actually my own. I screamed, grabbing my face and shouting, "You are me, then who am I?"
Just then, I woke up from this nightmare, patting my chest. I tried to calm myself down, and after finally calming down, I suddenly felt incredibly thirsty. I looked up at the clock; it was already three in the morning.
I got out of bed, went to the small gas stove, poured myself a glass of water, and turned around to see Jenna. I happily called out, "You're back!"
Jenna was also holding a glass and calling out to me. I was stunned for a moment, and then, looking closely, I realized that I had actually seen my reflection in the dressing mirror. I slumped down the cup, listlessly walked back to the bed, and sprawled out on it, feeling increasingly disgusted. Usually at this time of day on weekends, I'd already been with some hot new girl I'd just hooked up with, sleeping soundly in her arms. Now, this slut Jenna had robbed me of the pleasure of having sex with women. Was I destined to be a woman forever, unable to go out and hunt for more women? What good was my body, that of a wanton woman? Was I really meant to be a whore, letting men fuck me and give me pleasure? I'm a man through and through! But… which is more pleasurable, a woman's or a man's? Why not try it sometime? As I pondered, a restless, itchy lust arose within me again, fueled by the body I'd swapped with that slut Jenna. I pinched and squeezed my breasts, shouting, "You slut, you bitch, you made me a woman! I'll get my revenge! I'll definitely get my revenge!"
As I pinched and squeezed, a hazy pleasure gradually became clearer, and an urge to make love grew stronger. Suddenly remembering the treasure in the box, I quickly turned over and retrieved the bag containing the vibrators. I placed them on the bed, and gazing at these two strangely shaped rods, the emptiness and desire within me intensified, completely shattering the last vestiges of my male pride. My tongue began to lick... With my lips pressed together, a wanton desire to suck on a penis drove me to kneel submissively before the two rods. My right hand grasped the left rod, and I tremblingly extended my tongue to lick the glans-like part of the tip. At first, I resisted a little, but after licking a few times, I suddenly had a strong urge to be a woman; to give a man oral sex properly. Once this thought came, I couldn't stop it. I began to lick it as if it were a man's penis, while my left hand reached into my pajamas to caress my pair of round, drooping breasts, kneading the gradually swelling nipples with two fingers. Indescribable waves of wonderful pleasure surged through my body. I sucked on the rod, using my lips as a vagina, swallowing and releasing it.
The raised bumps on the rod aroused an irresistible sexual urge in me, and I moaned like a wanton woman whose passion had reached its peak. I increased the speed of my stroking, while my left hand slid down my cleavage, circling around my navel and swaying my hips wantonly. Waves of pleasure stimulated every sensitive part of my body. I then slipped my left hand into my soaked lace panties, rubbing a swollen bump in the cleft. Was that a woman's clitoris?
As I rubbed, a certain area inside my vagina became increasingly itchy. I quickly inserted my middle finger into the cleft, searching for that elusive, itchy spot. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from the burning cleft. I half-closed my eyes, sucking and teasing with my fingertips, enjoying this decadent and wanton desire.
The rod in my mouth was covered in my saliva. I pulled my left middle finger out of the crevice, grasped the stick covered in hot saliva, and immediately grabbed another rod from the bed with my right hand, using my mouth to play with it. My left hand held a vibrator, and I used my fingers to pull my wet panties to one side, exposing my hot labia. I touched my labia and clitoris with the rod, rubbing and playing with them, when suddenly my hand slipped; and the whole rod was inserted into the crevice of my vagina!
"Oh! So good, so good... so good! It feels so good... it's in!" I released the rod from my mouth and shouted out the feeling of being penetrated.
The moment the rod entered my vagina, my lower body felt a violent tearing pain, as if the two pieces of flesh on my labia were almost being stretched into my vagina by the rod. My vagina was instantly full, with no space at all, and tears almost welled up in my eyes from the pain. But the pain quickly subsided, replaced by an indescribable yet intensely pleasurable sense of satisfaction that traveled from the depths of my swollen vagina to my brain. The thick, hard rod seemed to be pressing against a sensitive spot at the end of my vagina that had been unbearably itchy. The bumps on the rod stimulated the vaginal walls, causing a gush of fluid, like the urge to urinate, to seep out. Every cell in my body seemed to leap with blissful pleasure, and my brain seemed to be issuing commands urging me to moan and groan, as if I couldn't achieve complete physical liberation without releasing such obscene sounds.
But the rod had only just been inserted; it hadn't even begun to thrust yet! I moaned for a long time before the wave of pleasure slowly subsided. I took the rod in my right hand into my mouth again, while my left hand slowly pushed the rod inserted into my vagina. The bumps on the rod rubbed back and forth against the vaginal walls, and the pleasure inside my body gradually accelerated. The sensitive spot inside my vagina, which I think is called the "flower spot" or "G-spot," seemed to swell under the push and pull of the rod. Gradually, I realized that the part where the rod reached the bottom might be the woman's "cervix." Each thrust produced intense pleasure, it felt so good, so good. I pushed and pulled the rod faster and faster, and the amount of vaginal fluid seeping out increased. Suddenly, the muscles of my vagina contracted and gripped the rod, hindering the push from my left hand. I forcefully inserted the rod deeper into my vagina, but my left thumb somehow pressed a switch, and the rod suddenly began to vibrate violently, thrashing and tumbling inside the contracting vagina. The immense, shocking sensation drove me almost insane with pleasure. My face was pressed against the bed, drool dripping from the corner of my mouth as I moaned. I also placed the rod in my right hand on my raised buttocks and fiercely thrust it into my anus. With a great force, I managed to insert half of the rod into my anus.
For a moment, with dildos inserted in both my upper and lower orifices, a strange feeling arose within me that I was born a promiscuous woman. Waves of seemingly endless pleasure filled my senses, making me feel as if I had been lifted to the heavens, a blissful sensation. I almost screamed and screamed until I nearly fainted. At this most ecstatic moment, my vagina suddenly convulsed deep inside; a powerful gush of hot fluid erupted. I screamed and pulled out both dildos, letting the hot fluid of orgasm slam against the vaginal walls. My lower body convulsed uncontrollably for a while, until my legs finally gave way to the stimulation of the orgasm, and I collapsed onto the bed, limp.
I panted, the flush on my face gradually fading. I felt a mix of excitement and sadness, a sense of emptiness in my lower body, a sweet feeling of being a woman, and an indescribable sense of loss. After all, this was my "first experience" as a woman, achieved through masturbation.
(IV) The Menstrual Period and the Attack in the Dark Alley:
The physical and mental relief after the lewd masturbation brought me a sweet sleep. I slept until 1 p.m. before finally waking up. However, the crazy activities in the middle of the night left my body aching. I rubbed my eyes and propped myself up with my hands. My genitals, which had been ravaged by the vibrator, were in excruciating pain. I had no choice but to get up and take off my clothes. I took a hot shower in the bathroom, which slightly relieved the pain.
As the hot water flowed over my body, I suddenly felt a strange unease. It seemed that some sticky, hot liquid was flowing out of the crack in my genitals. I reached out and touched it, only to find that my hand was stained with reddish-brown blood. I was startled and instinctively thought that I might have overdone it and injured my genitals. I hurriedly wrung out the water and touched my genitals to check for any wounds, but I couldn't find any. The frustration in my heart grew stronger, and my emotions became increasingly agitated. Yet, blood continued to slowly flow from deep within my vagina. In my chaotic mind, I vaguely felt as if I had experienced a similar situation before.
Suddenly, I remembered Xiao Lan, whom I had lived with for a while. She seemed to be often this irritable, especially during her period… "Menstruation"? That's right! In an instant, it dawned on me. No wonder Jenna said she was safe when we had sex, and why my sexual desire was so strong last night. It turned out that Jenna, that little slut, had her "Auntie's" period. So, what was flowing from my genitals now must be "menstrual blood," right? I seem to recall reading somewhere that women are most sexually aroused before and after their periods. Considering Jenna's slutty behavior the night before and my sensitive physical reaction last night, it all seems quite reasonable.
Luckily, I remembered seeing instructions on how to manage my period in Jenna's notebook. I quickly grabbed a stack of toilet paper to cover myself, went out of the bathroom, and took a clean pair of period underwear and a pack of sanitary napkins from the box. I grabbed the notebook from the bedside, went back into the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and followed the steps written in the notebook. I attached the sanitary napkins to the bottom of my underwear before putting it on. The notebook mentioned that if I had menstrual cramps, I could take medication from the box. I found a row of pills, swallowed one with warm water, and after a while, the irritability and depression in my heart slowly disappeared.
In its place was a feeling of hunger. I realized that I hadn't eaten since last night! But I couldn't keep eating instant noodles to fill my stomach!
After thinking for a long time, I finally mustered up the courage to first dry my hair and comb it, then find a bra with the same pattern as my period underwear and put it on. The feeling of my breasts being tightly constricted by the bra cups was really a bit suffocating. After putting on my bra, I put on a pair of black stockings with a lace pattern. Wearing underwear inside stockings is so inconvenient when I need to use the restroom! Sigh! Being a woman is really troublesome! After putting on my underwear, I chose a less revealing royal blue bodycon dress. Although the style was relatively conservative, it still couldn't hide Jenna's curvaceous figure! I clumsily put on the bodycon dress, and this outfit for my first time going out as a woman was finally complete.
I quickly stood in front of the dressing mirror to check my appearance. Instantly, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared in the mirror, exuding charm with every gesture, gazing at me with affection, making me feel mesmerized by my own beauty. I swayed a few times, gave myself a sweet smile, and then sat down at the vanity table that Xiao Lan had bought for me when we lived together. I applied light makeup using the round mirror on the table. After finishing, I glanced around the room, saw it was still early, and tidied up the messy space. I organized the clothes in my suitcase, put my underwear in the wardrobe drawer, hung up my outerwear on hangers, and randomly placed the rest of my belongings in a cabinet.
After finishing, I glanced at the time; it was already past 3 PM. I took out a delicate thin-strapped watch from the pile of accessories and put it on my left wrist. Then I grabbed a cute shoulder bag, put the cash from my purse in the drawer into the bag, and then, after memorizing the PIN for Jenna's debit card, put it in as well. I didn't forget to also put in a few sanitary napkins.
I put on a pair of blue-soled, black-trimmed high heels that I had chosen beforehand. These shoes were actually quite cumbersome when walking. After getting ready, I walked to the door, took a deep breath, and then turned the doorknob and went out.
In the lobby on the first floor, I met Xiao Zhang. As soon as he saw me come out of the elevator, he immediately came up to me, smiling broadly, and asked, "Hi! Going out? Is there anything I can help you with?"
I was still getting used to this woman's attire; especially those high heels, which made me walk awkwardly and uncomfortable. I didn't have the mind to argue with him, so I waved my hand and said, "No need! I'm just going out for a walk!"
He looked disappointed, but I walked out of the building without looking back.
The weather outside was quite nice, with a sultry summer afternoon air. As I walked down the street, I noticed many men staring at me, their eyes carrying a kind of predatory masculinity. Jenna's figure was undeniably attractive, making me feel a little embarrassed. Blushing, I walked two blocks to a nearby shopping district. Gradually, fueled by the increasingly lecherous gazes of men, a subconscious, alluring feeling began to surface. My shoes started to move more naturally with my steps, making the sway of my hips more pronounced. I vaguely felt that I had completely embraced the idea of being a woman.
I first withdrew 20,000 yuan from an ATM using Jenna's debit card. Checking the balance, I saw 180,000 yuan remaining, proving Jenna hadn't lied to me. After receiving the money, I enjoyed a delicious meal at a nearby upscale restaurant. Having filled my stomach, I intended to go home, but seeing it was only a little past six, I wandered aimlessly into the nearby shopping district. On the way, several well-dressed men tried to strike up a conversation with me. They acted like gentlemen, but I knew in my heart that their minds were filled with dirty thoughts about how to take advantage of me. After all, these thoughts were all too familiar to me, because I had played the same tricks before! I felt both angry and amused, and politely declined their invitations and requests for contact information.
I bought some food and daily necessities at a bakery and supermarket, then browsed a clothing store and bought a suit that my female colleagues often wore. I'd seen the women in those suits at work looking quite stylish, and I thought that since I was a woman now, I might as well try it on myself. When the young saleswoman took my measurements, she complimented my figure, and I felt a little tipsy from her praise.
After buying my clothes, it wasn't too late. I spotted a well-known hair salon in the area and thought I might as well experience what it's like to have my hair done. So I went in and found a stylist to give me a ridiculously expensive hairstyle. Jenna had given me a lot of money, so I figured I might as well treat her well! I comfortably sat in the recliner and let her style my hair.
I hadn't expected it to take so long. By the time I walked out of the salon, satisfied with my voluminous, bleached hair with a touch of golden-red dye, most of the shops in the area were already closed. I checked my watch; it was already past ten. News reports often featured single women being attacked by thugs in this area at night. My current state of health wasn't suitable for lingering here any longer! I quickly carried my shopping spoils in both hands and headed towards my building. As I walked, I may have momentarily lost my focus and forgotten that I was a woman. I instinctively walked into the dark alleyway that I usually took to save time. I only realized something was wrong halfway there, and it was too late to turn back.
Suddenly, a figure darted out from a dark corner of the alley, covered my mouth, and forcibly dragged me to the iron fence of a large generator behind a building. Caught off guard by the sudden attack, I tried to scream, but then felt a cold, gleaming knife pressed against my neck. A deep male voice coldly said, "Don't scream! If you scream, I'll cut your throat! Understand?"
I immediately nodded obediently, letting him force me down onto a pile of cardboard boxes laid out beside the fence. The goods I was carrying were thrown aside. His face was covered by a stocking, so I couldn't see his features. He wasn't tall; he wore a black t-shirt and black jeans. Amidst the roar of the generator, I could only hear him whisper, "Don't worry! As long as you behave, I won't hurt you. Let me have my way with you, and I'll let you go!"
Rape me? God! I'm a man! Before I could answer, he had already impatiently reached his hand into my skirt, pulled up my pantyhose, and tried to tear my underwear. His movements were very rough; in the process, he even ripped a tuft of pubic hair from my mons pubis, causing me pain that brought tears to my eyes. I quickly twisted my legs, struggling to stop him, but he suddenly slapped my hand away. He held a knife to my face and cursed me fiercely: "You filthy cunt! Do you want to die?! If you resist again, I'll slash your face!"
"Don't hit me! I'm on my period today. I'll give you money, please spare me!" I don't know if it was the influence of this woman's body or if I was really scared, but I completely forgot that I was a man, and I was so frightened by him that I begged him like a woman.
"Auntie?" He paused for a moment, then reached down and touched the bottom of my underwear, cursing even more viciously: "You motherfucking slut! You actually picked up a bleeding penis, damn it! Your slutty cunt is doomed! Anyway, I'm going to have my way with you today! If I can't have you, I'll use my mouth!"
He ordered me to pull down the straps of my tight dress; the hem was pulled down to my waist, revealing my breasts covered by a bra, and then he roughly pulled my bra down below my breasts and began to suck and bite my breasts and nipples. I endured the pain as he gnawed at me like a mad dog, feeling both ashamed and strangely excited, but tears still flowed uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.
After a while of wildly rubbing and biting, he suddenly stood up, grabbed my hair, and pulled me into a half-kneeling position in front of his crotch. He then reached down, unzipped his pants, pulled out his already hard penis, and held it to my mouth, threatening, "Suck it in your mouth, don't try anything funny! If you bite me, you're dead! You give me a blowjob until I cum, and I'll let you go! Understand?"
I smelled a pungent, fishy stench emanating from his large penis. Although I had tried oral sex last night, it was with a dildo!
Now, a real penis stood erect in front of me, the veins on the shaft bulging prominently, and drops of clear fluid dripping from the dark red glans. Even though I was a woman, I had never given a man oral sex before! I hesitated, unwilling to comply, but he seemed impatient. He forcefully pulled my hair and shoved his penis into my mouth, filling it completely. He thrust his massive cock back and
forth, vilely ravaging my mouth. I could smell the stench emanating from his huge penis, which permeated my nostrils. His large glans relentlessly pounded into my throat, making me nauseous and wanting to vomit. His thick, hard penis made it hard to breathe; I was almost suffocating! Thankfully, after dozens of thrusts, he finally stopped. The glans, pressing against my throat, suddenly jerked a few times, and a gush of hot, sticky liquid shot out, shooting deep into my throat, causing an excruciating throbbing in my stomach. As he ejaculated, he let out a low, excited growl, then pulled his slowly softening penis from my mouth. He grabbed his still-erect penis and sprayed it onto my face. The amount of semen was astonishing. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the hot, slippery semen on my face—my eyelids, nose, lips, even my ears and hairline were covered in it.
After ejaculating, he seemed satisfied. He zipped up his pants, slapped my head, and said, "Your stinking, lewd mouth is pretty good! You made me come so quickly. Okay! I'll let you off today. I'll fuck you properly another time!"
After saying that, he ran towards a firebreak alley, his figure quickly disappearing into the darkness. I sat naked on the pile of cardboard boxes, frozen in my kneeling position. It took a while for me to regain my senses. I felt the semen he had ejaculated inside me still in my mouth, and saliva, whether semen or not, was dripping from the corner of my mouth. I retched, patting my chest in disgust, spitting out some semen-infused saliva, but swallowing most of it. The thought of it made me feel utterly nauseous!
Thankfully, he only wanted to assault me, not steal my money. I struggled to move and picked up the bags of goods she had thrown aside, bringing them back to my side. Then, I found a pack of tissues I had just bought and took out a large stack to wipe the sticky semen off my face. The smell of that semen was truly awful! As I wiped my face, tears streamed down my face, and I kept questioning myself: What had I done wrong? Why was I being treated like this?
The more I thought about it, the more heartbroken I became, and tears streamed down my face like a burst dam. I looked down at my swollen, red breasts, pushed up my bra, and put my clothes back on. At that moment, I started feeling menstrual bleeding again, and my lower body ached slightly. I looked around to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything, then got up, picked up my shopping bags, and staggered out of the dark alley. After turning a corner, I arrived at my apartment building.
It was already 11:30 when I entered the lobby, but I didn't see Xiao Zhang anywhere. Maybe she had gone off somewhere to slack off? I took the elevator upstairs, and as soon as I got into my room, I threw my shopping bags on the floor and collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. After crying my heart out, I took a change of clothes, took a shower, and then brushed my mouth three times with a toothbrush. After washing up, I changed into clean sanitary pads and took a menstrual cramp pill. Then, wearing my pajamas, I lay in bed, replaying the terrifying ordeal of the night in my mind. A grown man like me was almost raped; and forced to give someone a blowjob! How utterly pathetic! It's all Jenna's fault that I'm like this. If I had known I would encounter something like this, I really shouldn't have slept with her in the first place. But it's too late for regrets now! How much longer will I have to be a woman? How many more terrible things like tonight will I encounter? The more I thought about it, the more wronged I felt, and I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sorrow. I covered my head with the blanket and cried like a girl until I was exhausted and fell asleep.
(V) Harassment on the bus and lewd sex sounds in the company toilet.
When I woke up the next morning, my breasts, which were swollen and red from being bitten by that man last night, were still aching. I pulled down my collar and looked at my bruised breasts. I took a jar of ointment and applied it to my breasts. The cool sensation made me completely awake. It seemed that the bleeding from my lower body had stopped, and my menstrual cramps had disappeared.
I lay on the bed, thinking that I had to go to work today, but I didn't know where Jenna had borrowed my body. Was I going to lose this job like this? Suddenly, I had a bright idea!
I quickly got up to wash and changed into a set of milky white underwear and a pair of flesh-colored stockings. Then I took out the suit I bought yesterday from the bag and put on the set, which had a pinkish-white short-sleeved silk blouse with a lace round neck; a shiny black knee-length silk pencil skirt; and a black thin jacket of the same material as the pencil skirt.
After getting dressed, I combed my hair, fixing the mess it made during the attack last night. Then, I applied lipstick and eyeshadow at the vanity, and dusted my cheeks with powder. That's the beauty of a pretty face; even with minimal makeup, she still looks radiant. Looking at my lovely reflection in the mirror, my mood lightened considerably.
It was already past eight o'clock. I got up, put on my watch, grabbed my handbag, and slipped on a pair of black high heels with red trim before heading out.
The security guard in the lobby was different; Zhang was probably on vacation. I didn't have time to greet the new guard. I hurriedly left the building and went to the bus stop nearby. My workplace was three bus stops away from where I lived. The bus arrived soon after. Although it was always packed during rush hour, I didn't think too much about it and squeezed into the overflowing carriage with the other passengers.
The bus was so crowded that I couldn't move at all. I barely managed to grab a horizontal bar on the ceiling with my right hand to keep my balance, but then a problem arose! Surrounded by people on all sides, my chest was pressed tightly against a rather refined-looking young office worker, face to face with him. My firm breasts were being pushed and shoved by the crowd behind me, constantly rubbing against his body. It was a little uncomfortable, yet strangely exciting. Looking at his embarrassed and blushing face, I figured my own expression probably wasn't much better. I had forgotten I was a woman when I was trying to squeeze onto the bus, but now that I was forced to press so close to this man, my feminine instincts kicked in. Although I was menstruating, I felt a slight heat in my lower body, and my vagina became wet.
His lower body began to slowly swell, pressing against my lower abdomen through his pants. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of being pressed against by a sexy woman. He deliberately moved his body forward further and rubbed his swollen crotch against my genitals. At this moment, a hand suddenly caressed my buttocks from behind. Unable to turn my head, I could only let that "Lushan's claws" become increasingly bold as they played with my round buttocks through my tight skirt.
I was being taken advantage of from both sides, and since I didn't resist, their actions became more and more exaggerated. The man in front of me even deliberately turned his body slightly to tease my breasts. My nipples hardened under the friction of my bra, almost protruding from the cups. The hand behind me traced the tight fabric of my skirt, its fingers teasing my buttocks and pinching my plump cheeks. I had never experienced sexual harassment on a bus before, but Jenna's sensitive body reacted strongly. My breathing quickened, a surge of lust churning within me, and my body swayed back and forth in rhythm with their movements. The man in front of me, perhaps unable to bear it any longer, let out a soft groan, his body suddenly jerking against my lower abdomen. His erect penis, which had been pressing against my crotch, deflated rapidly like a punctured balloon. I squinted at him with lustful eyes, wondering if he had ejaculated inside me. At that moment, a commotion arose in the crowd. I glanced out the window and realized we had arrived at my company's stop. I quickly composed myself and followed the pushing and shoving crowd off the bus.
Once all the passengers had squeezed out of the doors, the bus sped away. I glanced at the passengers who got off at the same stop as me, but I didn't see the man I had aroused to ejaculation on the train. And whose hand was that that touched my butt? I guess I'll never find the answer. Although I was sexually harassed on the train, I found the sensation of my body being caressed quite unique, and I even felt a little unsatisfied! Sigh! I really don't know if I was influenced by Jenna's naturally promiscuous body; or if my inherent tendency towards promiscuity was being released through the opportunity to be a woman?
I walked to a corner next to the company building, straightened my clothes after the harassment, pulled out my underwear that had gotten stuck between my legs, took a few deep breaths, and walked into the building. I squeezed into the elevator with the other workers and went to the eleventh floor where the company was located. After getting off the elevator, I checked my watch and it was almost nine o'clock. I quickly went into the lobby of the "Research and Development Department" on the left side of the floor and clocked in. The receptionist at the company counter looked at me suspiciously and finally couldn't help but ask, "Miss, are you Mr. Chen's...?"
This young woman, who was still attending a vocational high school night school, was called Ya Rong. Her colleagues in the company were used to calling her "Little Hot Girl." She was only ten years old but had the figure of a mature woman. She often came to work wearing a spaghetti strap top and a mini skirt, and her outfit was quite sexy. Unfortunately, her personality didn't seem to match her hot body. Many lecherous men in the company, including myself, had tried to seduce her, but she had coldly rejected them all. She was quite polite when receiving visitors, but she was ruthless towards us "lechers."
I sensed she was about to ask why I was using an attendance card that was originally mine, so I quickly replied, "Oh! Well, I'm here to cover for Mr. Chen. Has the head of the programming department arrived yet?"
"Substitute? I haven't heard of that. You mean Director Lin? He's already here. You can go in and find him. Please go to the right..."
"Thank you so much, little sister! I know how to get there. Xiao Chen told me. Right!"
I smiled sweetly at her and said, "You're so beautiful! This company is so lucky to have such a sweet girl like you as a receptionist!"
Hearing my praise, she lowered her head shyly and revealed a sweet smile. I nodded to her and walked into my department, which I knew well. The seven colleagues in this department, including myself, were all single men. When they saw me, this beauty, walk in, almost every one of their previously sleepy faces immediately showed an expression of amazement. I smiled deliberately and charmingly at these colleagues I usually worked with; consider it a reward for them! Then, under their surprised yet slightly wicked gazes, I walked into the department head's office, my impressive chest puffed out.
Director Lin was a serious-looking, middle-aged married man with glasses; quite handsome, he had been our department head for several years. His personality perfectly matched the feel of our "programming department"—rigid in his work requirements, and keeping a distance from us subordinates in private. However, because of his competence and interpersonal skills, we trusted him, so we got along fairly well with him.
When I entered his office, he was eating breakfast while looking at his computer. He didn't seem too surprised to see me, but simply looked at me politely and asked, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Hello! Director Lin!" I walked to his desk, clasped my hands in front of me, bowed slightly, and then began to speak in a sweet voice, reciting my prepared explanation: "My name is Wang Zhenna, and I'm Chen XX's college classmate, also majoring in programming. Last Friday, he called me, saying there was an urgent matter at his home in the south, and he had to go back immediately, possibly staying for two or three weeks. He's worried this will disrupt his work at the company, and since he knows I'm currently unemployed, he asked me to cover for him. I was wondering if Director Lin would be willing to give me this opportunity?"
"Cover for him?" He adjusted his glasses, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Chen's current work certainly can't be interrupted, but the question is, are you sure you can take over his work?"
"No problem! Before leaving, Xiao Chen handed over the program he's currently working on to me. If you're worried, why don't you test me?"
"Sure!"
He immediately pulled up the program I was writing from the company network, stood up, waved to me, and told me to sit down and look at the program. Then he started testing me on things to pay attention to when writing this program. It was no problem at all for me, since I designed the program myself! He listened quietly to my answer, nodded in satisfaction, and after I got up to give him my seat back, he said, "Very good! As expected of someone from the same university department. Since Xiao Chen recommended you to cover his shift, and you're capable of doing it, I certainly can't find a reason to refuse. The question is, how should we pay you for the time Xiao Chen wants you to cover his shift?"
"Just continue to transfer your salary to his account! Xiao Chen said he'll settle it with me when he gets back!" I had expected this question and quickly answered it.
"Alright! That way you don't need to report to the HR office. I'll tell them, and you can go directly to Xiao Chen's seat and start working!"
"Thank you, Director!"
I bowed to him again and left his office, going to my seat. I took off my light jacket and hung it on the back of my chair, then turned on my computer and started working. Director Lin came out once, walked over to my side, watched me skillfully operate the computer, and then went back to his office. I frequently received ICQ messages from my colleagues, mostly asking what was wrong with Xiao Chen. I wrote down my prepared explanation and a brief self-introduction, and sent them back. Only one message came from Xiao Shen, who sat opposite me and often chatted with the pretty girls in the company. I was stunned and didn't know how to reply. The message read: "Beautiful Ms. Jenna, on behalf of all my colleagues, could you tell me your sexy measurements? Do you have a boyfriend? What activities do you usually enjoy? Would you like me to pursue you?"
I thought for a moment and decided to write a blatant reply to tease him: "You can guess my measurements yourself! I have many boyfriends! I enjoy trying all sorts of sex positions in bed! If you want to pursue me, you'd better improve your skills in bed first!"
As soon as I sent the message, he immediately stood up, looked around, and then winked at me through the screen in front of his seat. I deliberately smiled at him with my hand pursed, and he paused for a moment before immediately sitting back down.
The morning went relatively smoothly, except for a small problem: after working for more than an hour, I suddenly needed to urinate, so I got up and walked towards the restroom outside the company building. This commercial building is very large, so there are public restrooms and tea rooms in the two emergency stairwells on each floor for the use of the numerous companies and businesses in the building.
My company is quite large, so they rented the entire eleventh floor and divided it into two sections, each with its own entrance. The left wing housed my department, the "Research and Development Department," while the right wing was for the "Administration and Human Resources Department," used by senior management and administrative staff.
This meant the two public restrooms on the eleventh floor were exclusively for our company. I habitually headed towards the restroom on the left, but perhaps because I'd been sitting for too long, my mind was a little foggy! I subconsciously walked into the men's restroom on the left. A man was urinating in front of a urinal, and he looked surprised when he saw me walk in. It was then that I suddenly remembered I was a woman. I quickly blushed and said, "Sorry! Wrong room!" After running out of the men's room,
I stood at the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Afraid of the awkward situation if the man came out, I hesitated for a moment before timidly opening the women's restroom door. Inside, two female colleagues were touching up their makeup in front of the sink mirror.

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