Erotic Ghost Dormitory

First published on October 20, 2015, at First Club

8. Anlan arrived at school a day early on the 30th.

Today was the day before her semester started, or more precisely, the day before registration. Anlan arrived earlier than other students. As for the reason, it was probably because she didn't like crowds the next day. Anlan was a quiet girl with long black hair, a round face, and a pure smile.

Although Anlan was a very well-behaved girl, it didn't mean she lacked independence. On the contrary, deep down, Anlan was an exceptionally strong girl, possessing a stability and resilience that girls her age didn't have. This was why her family felt so comfortable letting her come out on her own.

Because she arrived early, the school hadn't organized any reception staff. Anlan wandered around the dormitory area, hoping to find her room as soon as possible. At this moment, a boy in white walked past Anlan. The boy was sunny and handsome, very approachable. Anlan guessed he was an upperclassman, because at this time, no one else would be here except for upperclassmen.

"Hello, senior," An Lan greeted him with a sweet smile. The senior, dressed in white, was taken aback, surprised that someone would call him, especially such a pure and beautiful woman. An Lan was wearing a dark blue dress. It was still quite warm outside, and An Lan's two fair arms were exposed. A belt cinched her waist, highlighting her slender figure.

The dress reached above her calves, revealing her long, straight legs in the sunlight.

An Lan's upper body was covered by a sheer white veil, revealing her sexy collarbones. Although the hottest season had passed, An Lan was still sweating profusely. It would be strange if she, a seemingly frail woman, wasn't tired carrying such a large suitcase.

Due to the sweat, the white veil clung tightly to An Lan's body, making her snow-white skin appear almost naked, giving her a pure yet alluring charm.

Although the senior student found the beautiful girl before him striking, he was no longer a novice in the art of seduction, easily swayed by pretty faces. He still politely asked An Lan, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Well, senior, I'm a new student and I'd like to go to dormitory 14. Could you give me directions?"

An Lan replied very politely. The senior student's eyes lit up. He'd actually run into a freshman girl! What a stroke of luck! Looking at her innocent appearance, she probably hadn't even been in a relationship before. High school girls without dating experience are especially easy to seduce in college. Even those who have dated before are prone to insecurity in unfamiliar environments. If he could take advantage of this vulnerability, wouldn't it be a stroke of incredible luck?

于是学长热情的说道：“咱们宿舍区挺大的，１４号宿舍比较远，这样吧，我送你过去”，“那就谢谢学长了”，安澜准备提起行李，这时学长却比她先一步抓住了行李，“我来吧，你看你都出汗了”，“那怎么好意思啊”，安澜心想这样麻烦别人实在是太不应该了。

“我是学长吗！学长不就应该帮学妹”，既然学长已经这么说了，安澜也不好意思再去要行李，这时她看到旁边有个小卖铺，灵机一动说：“那我给学长买瓶饮料”，安澜知道学长们都会拒绝学妹的好意，让她们欠下自己人情，将来提出交往的时候就变得容易很多，但如果给学长买了饮料，正好还了他人情，于是不等学长拒绝，安澜说完就跑到了小卖铺处买了两瓶绿茶来。

Along the way, the senior kept introducing the school's scenery to Anlan, subtly hinting that she could contact him if she needed anything. Anlan knew what he meant but didn't respond. Being a traditional girl, she felt such behavior was inappropriate.

Finally, they arrived at dormitory number 14. The senior seemed to realize Anlan lived in dormitory 14 and said with some surprise, "Oh, so you live in dormitory 14." "What's wrong, senior? Is there a problem?"

Anlan felt the senior was acting strangely, as if he remembered something upon reaching dormitory 14.

"Nothing, I was just saying," Anlan replied. Although she sensed something was amiss in his words, she didn't delve deeper; everyone has the right to keep secrets.

Then, Anlan knocked on the dormitory supervisor's door. The person who opened it was an extremely unpleasant face. It wasn't that she was ugly; although she was average-looking, her tense expression and lack of emotion made it seem as if everyone owed her something.

Seeing that unfriendly face, An Lan spoke cautiously, trying her best to appear polite to avoid giving the dormitory supervisor any reason to cause trouble, after all, she had a rather intimidating look.

"Auntie, I'm a new student here to register, I live in room 314," An Lan said, showing her admission notice and dormitory assignment document. The dormitory supervisor looked at them expressionlessly, then stared at An Lan for a while, making An Lan feel uneasy. However, the supervisor didn't say anything, but instead took out a form for An Lan to sign in and explained the dormitory rules to her—probably a perk for students who arrived early, as they didn't need to read the notices.

Finally, the supervisor asked again, "You live in 314?" Her tone was full of pity, quite out of character for her. "Yes, Auntie, I live in 314," An Lan replied, hesitatingly adding, "You're the first student to arrive, be careful tonight, get some rest, and don't wander around." Her

tone returned to its usual indifferent tone.

The senior student picked up An Lan's luggage, about to go inside with her, when the dormitory supervisor coldly said, "Male students are not allowed in the female dormitory." The senior student immediately wilted like a deflated eggplant. "Then I can go in by myself, thank you for your help." "No need to be so polite, it was nothing. You can go in now, I'll be going." He hadn't received the junior student's phone number or other contact information, which made him very embarrassed.

Watching An Lan enter the dormitory, the senior student turned to the dormitory supervisor and said, "Aunt Wang, male students aren't prohibited from entering at this time, are they?" However, he was met with

the sound of Aunt Wang slamming

the door shut. An Lan walked down the corridor, which was eerily quiet, unnaturally quiet, as if she were in a ghost town, filled with an atmosphere of death. An Lan touched her arm, feeling a chill seep into her body.

"I'm just scaring myself, there are no ghosts in the world," she thought, mustering her courage, and continued upstairs carrying her suitcase.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the hallway,

their sharp "tap-tap" sound particularly jarring in the quiet. The footsteps were coming from below. An Lan had already reached the third floor and looked down, but there was no one there. Then the footsteps abruptly stopped, as if they had never been there.

"Perhaps someone was passing by," An Lan thought, quickly heading to her dormitory to settle her belongings.

That night, An Lan was playing on her computer when a sudden knocking sounded at the door. Coupled with the somber atmosphere, An Lan's heart pounded. "Who could it be at this hour? Could it be the dormitory supervisor?"

Although frightened, An Lan firmly believed there were no ghosts and cautiously opened the door. However, there was no one outside. Nobody? Where did the knocking come from? An Lan's heart pounded again. "Who is it?"

An Lan stood at the door, facing the empty corridor. Apart from the echo, the entire dormitory was completely silent. An Lan looked down the corridor again, confirming there was no one there, before preparing to close the door.

Just as the door was about to close, a pale hand suddenly reached out, stopping it from closing any further. "Ah!" An Lan screamed in terror, stumbling back a few steps. The door opened, but An Lan couldn't see it. She frantically patted her hands forward, only to have them grabbed. "It's me," a clear, cold voice said. An Lan snapped back to reality and saw that her dorm supervisor, Aunt Wang, was holding her hand. "Aunt Wang, it's you!" Touching her still-rapidly beating heart, An Lan felt like she was about to collapse.

"I patrol the building every day, and when I saw your light was still on, I came to check," Aunt Wang said, seemingly unfazed by An Lan's rudeness and offering no explanation. She released An Lan's hand. "Didn't I tell you to go to sleep early? It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Aunt Wang was a little annoyed that her good intentions were ignored. "I was just about to go to sleep," An Lan replied. "Then go to sleep early, don't play around, be careful at night."

It seemed like just polite talk, but An Lan felt that Aunt Wang was deliberately reminding her of something. Without any clue, An Lan returned to her dorm. The earlier commotion had dampened her spirits, and she had no interest in going online, so she prepared to go to bed.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day was the day for school registration. An Lan's roommates arrived quickly. The first one to arrive was named Li Jiayu. She was of average appearance, far less beautiful than An Lan, but she was a very lively person. As soon as she arrived at the dorm, she greeted An Lan warmly, chattering incessantly, and the two quickly became acquainted.

The second person to arrive was Zhu Jing, a cold and aloof beauty. Wearing glasses, she seemed indifferent to everyone. She had an oval face and was quite tall, a good half a head taller than An Lan.

Seeing her icy demeanor, An Lan was afraid of incurring her wrath. Li Jiayu, having finished arranging her luggage, immediately left.

An Lan then said to Jiayu, "She's so strange." "Her? She used to go to the same school as me, named Zhu Jing. She was determined to get into the University of Hong Kong, but after years of preparation, she still didn't pass. Don't worry about her, that's just how she is."

At this moment, Zhu Jing suddenly walked in. It was unclear whether she had heard Li Jiayu's words; she merely gave them a cold glance before sitting down on her bed and starting to read.

The last one to arrive was Yang Panpan, accompanied by her parents. Her father carried the luggage, and her mother held her hand. Upon entering, she immediately covered her nose, exclaiming, "It smells awful!" She looked around and pointed to the wardrobe, saying to her mother, "Why is this wardrobe so small? How am I supposed to put my clothes in here?" At this point, Yang's mother chimed in, "Honey, aren't you and Panpan's roommate classmates? Give him a call and tell Panpan to move out. This isn't a place for a human to live."

Hearing Yang's mother's words, An Lan and Zhu Jing frowned simultaneously, thinking, "How can she talk like that?" However, before Yang's father could reply, Li Jiayu suddenly interjected, "Auntie, the school has a rule that first-year students must live on campus; only second-year students can commute."

"Mom!" Hearing Li Jiayu's words, Yang Panpan immediately began to whine to her mother. Only then did Yang's father speak, "Other people's children can live here, but ours can't. It's all your fault for spoiling her." He then said to An Lan and the others, "My Panpan has been spoiled since she was little. Please be more tolerant and take better care of her."

Hearing her father's words, Yang Panpan was displeased. "Dad, how can you talk to your own daughter like that?" she said, then turned to her mother and said, "Come back with Dad," pushing the two elders out.

Yang Panpan then twirled around, seemingly pleased by her parents' departure, her earlier dislike of the dormitory gone. Her

black dress swirled around her, instantly revealing her air of wealth and elegance.

"This is my first time living in a dormitory," Yang Panpan said excitedly, circling the room before sitting down and extending her hand to Li Jiayu, who was closest to her. "Hello, my name is Yang Panpan." Her fingers were long, slender, and white, without a trace of roughness; Li Jiayu paled in comparison.

"My name is Li Jiayu, this is An Lan, and over there is Zhu Jing," An Lan smiled at Yang Panpan. "Hello," Zhu Jing replied, seemingly oblivious to their conversation, engrossed in her book.

With the arrival of her roommates, the dormitory gradually became lively. An Lan had forgotten her initial fear, yet a lingering unease remained deep within her, ready to overwhelm her at any moment.

Time passed day by day, and half a month had gone by in the blink of an eye. Anlan had adapted to school life, and things had become peaceful.

Tonight, wearing her school uniform, she sat in the study room reviewing her lessons. It was getting late, and Li Jiayu, who was keeping her company, lost patience and said to Anlan, "Anlan, everyone's gone now, let's go back." Anlan looked at her books and realized she still had some to finish, so she said to Li Jiayu, "You go back first, I'll go back as soon as I'm done."

"Then I'll go first, Anlan, hurry up too."

As Li Jiayu left, Anlan immersed herself in her books again.

Finally, she turned to the last page, stood up, and "thud!" A short distance away, the seat of another chair stood up as if someone had just stood up. Anlan looked around; she was alone.

Anlan grabbed her books and ran out.

An Lan kept pressing the elevator buttons, as if hoping it would make the elevator arrive faster. Finally, the elevator stopped on this floor. After pressing the close button several times, the elevator slowly closed. An Lan had just caught her breath when a hand suddenly reached in, shoving it in before the doors completely closed. The closing elevator doors opened again. "Ah..." An Lan's books scattered all over the floor. She pressed herself against the elevator, her eyes wide with terror as she stared at the open doors, as if waiting for a terrifying monster.

The elevator finally opened. There was no terrifying monster, only Zhu Jing standing quietly in front of the elevator, ignoring An Lan's terrified gaze. Zhu Jing picked up An Lan's fallen books.

Heavy breathing came from behind. "Zhu Jing, it's you." Zhu Jing didn't speak; she was always a woman of few words.

But this reassured An Lan. With Zhu Jing's company, An Lan temporarily forgot the terrifying scene from before.

However, her understanding of the eeriness of the school became even clearer.

An Lan was deeply uneasy about her strange experiences, but she had no one to confide in. In this era where people didn't believe in ghosts and spirits, telling anyone would only make her seem crazy. So An Lan endured everything in solitude.

That day, An Lan was studying in her dormitory as usual when Zhu Jing walked past her. An Lan noticed her pale face and asked with concern, "Zhu Jing, what's wrong? You look terrible."

"I'm fine, just tired from studying," Zhu Jing replied. Since arriving at the dormitory, Zhu Jing had been working very hard, always with a book in hand, rarely engaging in outdoor activities. An Lan didn't believe Zhu Jing's problem was due to studying, but since she wouldn't say, An Lan couldn't do anything about it.

"Zhu Jing, then you should rest well. If you need anything, just let us know."

Zhu Jing forced a smile at An Lan and lay down on her bed.

Suddenly, Li Jiayu shouted, "Do you know? There are rumors of ghosts at our school!"

"Jiayu, who are you trying to scare?" The reply came from Yang Panpan. The two were always together and knew each other very well.

“Really, you can see for yourselves. I found it online. In our dormitory area, there used to be a girl named Shen Weiyang who was killed by a ghost. I heard that she saw some unclean things and was haunted by them. In the end, she was driven crazy.” “I’ve heard that some people are born extraordinary and can see things that others can’t.” It was still Yang Panpan. Since moving into the dormitory, she hasn’t seemed spoiled and gets along well with the others.

"Stop talking, it's scary," An Lan interjected. She'd had a similar experience and was barely managing to hold back her emotions; she couldn't take their scare tactics.

Just then, Jia Yu and Yang Panpan huddled together, looking at the rumors online. Yang Panpan suddenly said, "This Shen Weiyang looks just like An Lan!"

Jia Yu looked closely and indeed, she did resemble An Lan by seven or eight points—the same round face and long, straight hair. "This Shen Weiyang was raped by a ghost," An Lan said, her heart skipping a beat. "Don't talk nonsense! There are no ghosts in this world!"

Looking displeased, Yang and Li promptly shut up.

That night, An Lan went out to relieve herself alone, feeling as if something was following her. She turned around, but there was no one there. An Lan quickly finished and ran back to her dormitory, pretending nothing had happened.

Over the next few days, An Lan's senses became increasingly vivid. Sometimes she could even see the other person's figure directly and have direct contact with them. An Lan knew it was a strong male ghost, but she didn't know why it had only harassed her occasionally. Could Shen Weiyang's story be true? An Lan wondered.

A few days later, An Lan overheard Li Jiayu and Yang Panpan discussing Yang Panpan's boyfriend, Han Ji. Yang Panpan kept praising him for being handsome and fit, with six-pack abs, V-shaped skin, and how good he was to her. An Lan had heard of Han Ji before, but she'd heard he was in a relationship with someone named Jiang Xue.

She wondered how he'd become Yang Panpan's boyfriend, but she didn't ask.

In the following days, Yang Panpan and Li Jiale talked more and more, even about their sexual relationship. Li Jiayu expressed her envy and asked Yang Panpan to help her find a boyfriend. Yang Panpan readily agreed, but then she dragged An Lan into the conversation. Yang Panpan insisted on finding An Lan a boyfriend and made plans to go to karaoke the next day. Although An Lan declined, Yang Panpan persisted and insisted on taking her.

The next day, An Lan continued to hide in the library reading, not wanting to go to Yang Panpan's karaoke party. Unexpectedly, Yang Panpan went directly to the library and forcibly dragged An Lan out.

At the KTV, Yang Panpan and Li Jiayu kept urging An Lan to drink. Unable to resist their enthusiasm, An Lan drank a little. Feeling uncomfortable, she went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Unexpectedly, she stumbled upon Yang Panpan and Han Ji having sex. Yang Panpan was sitting on the counter with her legs spread apart, and Han Ji's hard penis was inside her. The two were passionately embracing and moaning.

An Lan glanced over and noticed that Han Ji's physique was indeed excellent, and his penis, which was about 17 centimeters long, was moving back and forth.

An Lan blushed deeply at their lewd behavior. When An Lan came in, Yang Panpan didn't shy away at all. Instead, she cried out even louder, "Husband, you're fucking my cunt so good! I'm going to be fucked to death!" "You shameless slut, you're even being so lewd in front of your classmates!" Han Ji thrust his thick, long penis deep into Yang Panpan's wet cunt, seemingly intentionally pointing it at An Lan.

Suddenly, An Lan felt a pair of hands covering her breasts. She knew it was him again; he'd been appearing for days, constantly taking advantage of her, yet refusing to force himself on her.

His hands kneaded An Lan's firm, small breasts. With each kneading, a growing desire stirred within her, a tingling sensation spreading from her breasts throughout her body. An Lan felt her vagina becoming wet.

Was she a slut? No, she was still a virgin. But under the ghost's constant harassment and training, An Lan's body had become increasingly sensitive, her sexual responses much stronger.

And since no man had ever touched her body before, An Lan didn't know how to resist this pleasure, instead becoming somewhat addicted to it.

The ghost wasn't satisfied with just playing with An Lan's breasts through her clothes. With a ripping sound, An Lan's school uniform was torn in two by his hands. His hands pressed against An Lan's breasts without any obstruction, kneading her soft breasts into various shapes.

A hand, no longer content with her breasts, began to slide down An Lan's abdomen, resting on her untouched body. The slight trembling of the hand intensified An Lan's desire.

Finally, the hand stopped at An Lan's genitals, the middle finger resting on her clitoris, gently rubbing it. An Lan's vaginal fluids increased rapidly, quickly wetting her genitals. A longing was awakened within her; An Lan knew what it was. She knew something should be inserted into her body, just like Han Ji had with Yang Panpan, she deserved someone to have sex with her too.

But the one having sex with her was a ghost, and the ghost wasn't in a hurry, patiently teasing her.

Under the other's caresses, waves of pleasure surged from her genitals, making An Lan's entire body tingle and unable to stand.

An Lan was intoxicated by the other's teasing, yet her body felt even more empty.

Then, the other pressed hard on her clitoris a few more times, and her juices gushed out. An Lan knew she had orgasmed.

And the other quickly disappeared after her orgasm.

An Lan woke up to find her clothes unchanged, still on her body. Except for the fact that her orgasm was real, everything else was fake; she hadn't moved at all.

Meanwhile, Han Ji was still vigorously having sex with Yang Panpan, and Yang Panpan was also trying her best to reciprocate. Both were quite engrossed. An Lan glanced at them and quickly left the bathroom.

At the karaoke bar, An Lan met Shen Yi, a friend of Han Ji. This boy, who had attracted her at first sight, was very steady and had a mature air about him, unlike the frivolous people his age. At the karaoke bar, when An Lan couldn't resist her friends' urging to drink, Shen Yi repeatedly helped her out and even took her back to her dorm at night.

In the following days, Shen Yi used various excuses to chat with An Lan. Because she liked him, An Lan didn't refuse, but she kept it a secret from her dormmates to avoid their gossip.

Since Anlan noticed Zhu Jing's unusual behavior last time, she reminded Zhu Jing to rest more. However, Zhu Jing's condition worsened, often waking up in the middle of the night with various acts of masturbation. Li Jiayu secretly cursed her for being horny, making Anlan suspect that Zhu Jing might have encountered "him" like she had.

That night, Anlan was woken up by Zhu Jing again. She was lying in bed, rubbing her breasts with both hands. Zhu Jing's breasts were the largest among them, easily a D cup, and the others secretly discussed them with envy.

At this moment, her hand reached into her pink bra, vigorously rubbing her large breasts, uttering various moans, "Oh, harder, harder, come play with this slut's tits," "Zhu Jing, Zhu Jing, wake up!"

Anlan shook Zhu Jing, but instead of waking her, Zhu Jing grabbed her hand and pressed Anlan's hand onto her breast. Anlan blushed; it was the first time in her life she had touched a woman's breast like this.

Zhu Jing pressed An Lan's hand down, kneading her breasts. An Lan couldn't help but marvel at how large Zhu Jing's breasts were; her small hands couldn't even grasp them. "This brat, I wonder how many men have played with her until she's so big," An Lan thought bitterly. "

Anyway, Zhu Jing is dreaming, it's okay for me to play with her a bit," An Lan thought, her courage growing considerably under the weight of taboo. Ignoring the possibility of her two roommates waking up at any moment, she began to vigorously knead Zhu Jing's breasts. Under An Lan's kneading, Zhu Jing made beautiful sounds, "So comfortable, this slut's tits feel so good, play with Zhu Jing's tits harder!" It was unclear what kind of erotic dream Zhu Jing was having, but she seemed to be enjoying it more and more.

At this moment, Zhu Jing grabbed An Lan's hand and led it to her vulva, "My cunt is so itchy, brother, touch this slut's cunt." It seemed that Zhu Jing's vulva was being played with in her dream, which was why she wanted An Lan to play with her vulva.

Zhu Jing's genitals were completely hairless, a fact An Lan never expected. Curious, An Lan pulled down Zhu Jing's purple lace panties. "So beautiful," An Lan thought. Not only was Zhu Jing hairless, but her genitals were also soft and tender, like a little girl's, pink and completely without any black hair. "Could Zhu Jing still be a virgin?" An Lan wondered, then dismissed it. "How could this slut be a virgin? It must be due to her constitution," An Lan thought, filled with jealousy.

Inserting two fingers into Zhu Jing's genitals, An Lan rubbed Zhu Jing's breasts while playing with her vulva, her thumb pressing on her clitoris. The stimulating game even aroused her.

"Ah, baby, it's so thick! This slut's genitals are going to be torn apart!" An Lan cried out again. It seemed she was being fucked in her dream. Unconvinced, An Lan inserted all four of her fingers into Zhu Jing's genitals, stimulating them.

"So good, harder, fuck Jingjing's cunt, your big cock is amazing, Jingjing is going to die," with a few spasms, Zhu Jing released a lot of vaginal fluid, clearly reaching orgasm.

As Zhu Jing's body went limp, An Lan thought Zhu Jing's erotic dream was over and she would go to sleep, but unexpectedly Zhu Jing muttered again, "No more, let Jingjing rest, there are so many of you, Jingjing can't handle it." An Lan was stunned, not expecting Zhu Jing's erotic dream to be so unrestrained, directly playing with many people.

At this moment, Zhu Jing actually sat up on her own, sticking out her buttocks, "You guys are so bad, you like to fuck Jingjing in this position, so shameful, like a puppy," "Slap Jingjing's ass hard, Jingjing is a slut who deserves to be spanked, the more you hit Jingjing, the slutner she gets"... one lewd word after another came from Zhu Jing's mouth, arousing An Lan's lust, her lower body became wet without her realizing it, An Lan tightly squeezed her legs together, rubbing her labia, while calling out to Zhu Jing.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jing remained unconscious, only wiggling her hips as if in response to something. Soon, she reached another climax. "This little girl's body is so sensitive," An Lan remarked, sticking out her tongue.

However, it didn't end there. Zhu Jing continued having a wet dream, but now she was exhausted, lying on the bed, her moans still escaping. An Lan called to her for a while, but she still didn't wake up, instead experiencing another climax.

"If this continues, something bad is going to happen to Zhu Jing," An Lan thought. "I have to wake her up." Just then, there was an unfinished bottle of mineral water on the table. An Lan poured it over Zhu Jing's head. The cold water finally jolted Zhu Jing awake from her dream.

"Zhu Jing, are you alright?" An Lan asked with concern. Zhu Jing seemed dazed, as if she hadn't fully woken up yet. An Lan called her a few more times before she responded, "I'm fine, what's wrong with me?" "Zhu Jing, you had a wet dream," Li Jiayu, who had woken up at some point, teased her. "Zhu Jing, do you want me to lend you my boyfriend? You're usually so serious, I didn't expect you to be so thirsty." "Stop it, Zhu Jing, what's wrong? You didn't just have a wet dream, did you?"

Considering her own situation, An Lan felt that Zhu Jing was probably also possessed by a ghost and wanted to find out more. "I'm fine, don't worry about me," Zhu Jing turned her head away, turning her back to the three of them.

"Zhu Jing, you say you're fine, so what? What's this?" At this moment, Li Jiayu took out a bottle of medicine from under Zhu Jing's pillow. "What's wrong with you that you need to take medicine for mental illness?" Li Jiayu's tone was unfriendly. She had just been joking, but now she had turned hostile. "I don't want to share a room with a mental patient."

“Jiayu,” Anlan called out to Li Jiayu, “Zhu Jing, tell us, did you really encounter something unclean?” “Anlan, you… could it be…” Zhu Jing asked hesitantly. Anlan nodded heavily. “Actually, I encountered something too.” At this moment, Yang Panpan spoke up, “So, only Jiayu hasn’t encountered anything!”

“Actually… I encountered something too. I’ve been seeing a psychologist for two weeks…”

Li Jiayu burst into tears. “How could we encounter such a thing?”

The four looked at each other, not expecting such a situation. “Don’t panic, I’ll call a sorcerer,” Yang Panpan said. She came from a wealthy family where there were often superstitious people, and now she could put her skills to use. Yang Panpan then

made a phone call and told the sorcerer about her experience. The sorcerer explained that the lustful ghost was left behind by a person’s obsession. As long as his wish was fulfilled, the obsession could be removed, allowing him to be reincarnated. So the four began to search for clues related to this ghost.

The first person Yang Panpan thought of was naturally the deceased Shen Weiyang. Remembering that her boyfriend Han Ji was a senior at school, she figured he must know the many rumors circulating. So she went to find Han Ji to find out what was going on, but she couldn't get through after several attempts. Anxious, Yang Panpan remembered the small apartment her boyfriend rented and headed there. On the way, she finally got through to Han Ji, but to her surprise, a woman answered. When Yang Panpan asked who she was, the woman refused to answer, and when she asked again, the woman had already hung up.

A few minutes later, Yang Panpan arrived at Han Ji's apartment. Having lived with Han Ji before, she naturally had a key, so she opened the door. To her surprise, the first thing she saw was a naked female body. The woman was facing away from her. Upon closer inspection, she saw that the woman was sitting on a man, her hips swaying back and forth, looking quite comfortable.

Upon closer inspection, the man beneath the woman was none other than Han Ji. Yang Panpan felt dizzy; she had never imagined her boyfriend would betray her. A surge of anger rose within her. "Han Ji, are you even human? How dare you keep a woman behind my back!" Her angry words startled her cheating boyfriend. Seeing his girlfriend standing at the door, Han Ji panicked for a moment but quickly regained his composure.

The woman on top of him, seeing Yang Panpan approaching, showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she looked at her defiantly, her movements becoming even more exaggerated.

Yang Panpan cursed inwardly, "You bitch, you stole my boyfriend and dare to provoke me? I'll tear your face apart!" Yang Panpan lunged forward, raising her hand to strike the woman. The woman was prepared, dodging the blow with a sidestep, but she remained connected to Han Ji. This twist, however, gave Han Ji an unusually pleasurable sensation.

Unable to suppress a groan, Yang Panpan, hearing Han Ji's groan, turned on him in a fit of rage

and slapped him across the face. "You bitch, you've gone too far!" Han Ji, angered by the slap, pushed the woman off him and pinned Yang Panpan down. "You don't know who you are anymore if I don't fuck you for a day," Han Ji roughly ripped off Yang Panpan's clothes. Although Yang Panpan struggled, she was outnumbered and quickly stripped naked.

"Jiang Xue, you sit on her. Damn it, if I don't fuck her until she's submissive today, she won't know she's a bitch," Jiang Xue obeyed and sat on Yang Panpan's back. Han Ji spread Yang Panpan's legs from behind, and before Yang Panpan could even get wet, he thrust his penis all the way into her vagina. Yang Panpan groaned as Han Ji penetrated her deeply.

Ignoring Yang Panpan's reaction, Han Ji charged in like a bull. His thick, long penis penetrated Yang Panpan's clitoris every time, quickly bringing her to a state of overflowing lust and leaving her powerless to resist. After

being fucked by Han Ji for a while, Yang Panpan not only stopped resisting but also actively responded to his thrusts. "Husband, you were right. This bitch is indeed cheap and slutty. She gets aroused as soon as someone fucks her."

Jiang Xue grabbed Yang Panpan's breasts, pinching her nipples with two fingers and pulling hard. Then she let go, and the breasts bounced back, hitting Yang Panpan. The pain in her nipples turned into pleasure. "What a load of bull, a rich girl. She's just a slut who likes to be abused." Yang Panpan was born into a wealthy family and had everything she wanted. Her parents never scolded her, but at some point, she began to enjoy being insulted. This reversal made her addicted.

Han Ji knew Yang Panpan's secret, which made him fearless. As long as he was strong enough, even if Yang Panpan knew he was cheating, she couldn't leave him.

The situation unfolded exactly as Han Ji had predicted. If he locked Yang Panpan up and trained her for a few days, she wouldn't be able to resist.

At this moment, Jiang Xue sat on Yang Panpan's face, her wet, throbbing vulva pressed against Yang Panpan's mouth. Knowing that Jiang Xue's actions were intended to humiliate her, Yang Panpan, overcome with passion, disregarded everything and began licking Jiang Xue's vulva. She swallowed streams of vaginal fluid, some smearing it on her face, instantly becoming wanton.

Han Ji held Yang Panpan's legs, her vulva tightly gripping his thick, long penis. Han Ji used all his skills, fucking Yang Panpan until she was completely out of control. Yang Panpan could only moan as he thrust downwards, reaching orgasm again and again.

By nightfall, the three of them were too exhausted to stand, and they fell asleep in each other's arms. The next day, Jiang Xue and Han Ji imprisoned Yang Panpan, vowing to train her into a sex slave. They

told everyone that Yang Panpan had gone home on business.

An Lan had hoped Yang Panpan would find out something, but she never returned. Zhu Jing's condition worsened; she was plagued by erotic dreams day and night and would masturbate without reason. An Lan and Li Jiayu had no choice but to lock Zhu Jing in the dormitory, with Li Jiayu watching over her while An Lan went out to gather information.

Remembering that Shen Yi was also from the school, An Lan thought she should ask him. She invited him to a restaurant and mentioned Shen Weiyang. Shen Yi hesitated, seemingly unwilling to speak, but after repeated requests, he finally revealed his situation. Shen Yi was greatly surprised and told An Lan an important piece of news: Shen Weiyang was still alive.

That afternoon, Shen Yi took An Lan to a hospital. Shen Weiyang lay peacefully in bed, and An Lan, upon closer inspection, realized she indeed looked remarkably like herself.

“She’s my sister. She’s been like this ever since what happened 10 years ago. Back then, reporters, for sensationalism, said my sister was dead. I thought that way no one would bother her anymore, so I didn’t tell anyone,” Shen Yi paused. “Actually, I didn’t know much about my sister’s situation back then. How old was she? She was too young to know anything.”

Then Shen Yi led Shen Weiyang into the ward. Shen Yi lifted Shen Weiyang’s sheet, revealing her genitals. “Look, my sister has been in a vegetative state for many years, but her genitals constantly secrete vaginal fluid. It’s been almost non-stop for years. She’s only survived thanks to the hospital’s equipment.” Leaving

the hospital, An Lan felt extremely heavy-hearted. If no solution was found, her future was almost destined to be the same as Shen Weiyang’s, and now Zhu Jing’s situation was already developing in that direction.

An Lan thought that perhaps Shen Weiyang's roommates knew something, so she arranged to meet Shen Yi to find Shen Weiyang's former roommates. Unfortunately, two of them were already dead, and the other, like Shen Weiyang, was in a vegetative state. However, An Lan also learned some things. Shen Weiyang had become like this after participating in a laboratory experiment, and several other participants in the experiment had died in accidents. If they could find the experiment from back then, they might be able to find some clues.

But almost everyone involved was dead, and those who were still alive couldn't speak, which made An Lan particularly distressed.

At this time, An Lan was taken to Shen Yi's home. Just as An Lan and Shen Yi were sighing together, An Lan suddenly thought that Shen Weiyang's belongings might hold some clues. An Lan and Shen Yi then began to search for things An Lan had left behind. They finally found a photo album, and An Lan carefully examined it.

“Shen Yi, come here, doesn’t this person look familiar?” An Lan pointed to a person in a white lab coat. “I remember now, isn’t he the biology PhD student at our school?” “He’s my advisor,” Shen Yi walked over and looked at him. “I never knew he knew my sister, and the professor never mentioned it,” Shen Yi said, puzzled.

“He must know something, let’s go find him,” An Lan pulled Shen Yi back to school immediately. When they got to the lab, Shen Yi stopped An Lan, telling her not to make any rash moves. “Advisor, do you know my sister?”

Shen Yi asked directly. The professor glanced at Shen Yi. “I thought you’d never ask me.”

Shen Yi’s advisor stopped the experiment and turned around. “Shen Yi, I’m your sister’s boyfriend.” Shen Yi and An Lan were both stunned, not expecting this connection. “Then how did my sister die?” Shen Yi asked urgently. “Your sister didn’t die, don’t you know that yourself?” the professor retorted, seemingly knowing everything about Shen Weiyang’s situation. “Professor, what exactly do you know? You’re the one who made my sister like this.”

Shen Yi clenched her hands tightly, afraid that the professor would admit it, yet also afraid that he would deny it.

“Since you’ve both asked, I’ll tell you,” the other person sighed. “Ten years ago, when I was a master’s student in biology, I researched a project where I copied aphrodisiac genes from some plants into a type of fungus, hoping to cultivate a new fungus.” An Lan and Shen Yi were both shocked.

“Once this fungus is formed, it could become an excellent treatment for impotence after research. However, during my experiments, I discovered extremely powerful side effects.”

“That is, after this fungus is implanted into the human body, it will automatically secrete aphrodisiac substances, keeping the person in a constant state of arousal, and as time goes on, it will gradually erode the nervous system.”

“Because I couldn’t find a way to control it, I didn’t publish my results,” the other person sighed again, seemingly remembering something they didn’t want him to think about, “but somehow it leaked out. Your sister’s roommate found out about it and stole my strain.”

"Later I found out they were jealous of your sister and wanted to harm her this way, but it was too late when I found out, and there was no cure. I could only watch your sister's condition worsen." "How did you know they stole it?" An Lan asked. "I checked the lab's entry and exit records, and that's how I found out. After harming your sister, they tried to blackmail me, so I killed them both. I didn't kill the other one, but she was implanted with the bacteria, and she's definitely an idiot now."

She hadn't expected this. Could she have been implanted with the bacteria herself? An Lan told the other person about her situation. "The bacteria have extremely strong survival abilities. They're usually in a dormant state, but if someone inhales them, they'll be awakened. Your situation is similar to being infected with the bacteria." "Is there no way to cure it?"

An Lan asked anxiously. "Ten years ago, of course there wasn't, but after years of research, I've found a solution. The bacteria can now be controlled.

" "Then how should it be treated?"

"You're still a virgin, aren't you?" the other person suddenly asked strangely. An Lan blushed and didn't answer.

"You like Shen Yi, don't you?" "Back then, besides her roommate stealing my bacteria, do you know what your sister did?"

The other party asked Shen Yi a question, but before Shen Yi could answer, the other party roared, "Your sister betrayed me! She told her lover about my lab, but unexpectedly, her lover cheated on her with her roommate!"

"Your sister deserved to end up like this, it's just that you got off easy, kid," the other party suddenly laughed strangely.

"Shen Yi, you like your sister, don't you? You like her just because she looks like your sister."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" His panicked voice said it all.

"Every time you go to the hospital, you secretly sleep with your sister. You think I don't know? Let me tell you, not only you slept with your sister, but many people have slept with her," the other party's smile was like a demon's. "After your sister betrayed me, I swore to take revenge on her. After she was implanted with the bacteria, she became like a slut, any man could sleep with her. After she became a vegetable, I don't know how many men I had sex with." "You…"

Shen Yi was furious. "Don't be angry. You're the one who messed things up. It's all thanks to your sister who earned me so much money that I was able to complete my experiments. You should be grateful to me. Without me, I don't know what would have happened to your girlfriend."

"Shen Yi, do you know why I took you as my student? Let me tell you, all these years, you're the only one who slept with my girlfriend without paying. Now, it's time for you to pay up." "Your girlfriend is so beautiful, she's enough to pay for all your prostitution over the years."

Enraged, Shen Yi punched the other man in the face. "Go ahead and hit me! After you hit me, just wait for your girlfriend to become a vegetable. And everyone will know about your rape of your sister," the other man said confidently.

Shen Yi's clenched fist wouldn't fall. "So, little beauty, are you going to go crazy or give in to me?" An Lan wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she couldn't utter a word. These past few days, she'd been

tormented by the "ghost," and her body had long since become accustomed to sex. Now, thinking about receiving real sex, she couldn't decide. However, he had no patience to wait. He pulled An Lan into his arms and kissed her.

An Lan ultimately didn't resist, letting him explore her body, then strip off all her clothes, watching his penis pierce her hymen…

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