A Freshman's Club Adventure

A Freshman's Club Adventure (
Word Count: 32,209 words)
Chapter 1: Encounter
Xie Wenxiang was the last person to board this old yellow bus. The bus was full of the school's marching band members preparing for a competition, and the other seats seemed to be occupied by freshmen as well. He looked around but couldn't find a seat, so he helplessly walked towards the back of the bus.
"God, please grant me a seat," Wenxiang cried out in his heart. If there were no seats, he would have to change buses.
Then he finally saw hope. Ni Peijun was sitting in the last row, alone, with only a large thermos next to her.
He Luo, the band conductor, boarded the bus at that moment. "Is everyone seated?" he shouted, then saw Wen Xiang standing at the back. "What's wrong, Wen Xiang?"
Wen Xiang looked at him. "There are no seats left, I think I'll have to..."
He Luo interrupted him, immediately noticing the thermos next to Ni Peijun. "Put this thermos on the ground, you can sit here."
As Wen Xiang moved the thermos to the ground, he heard He Luo shout again, "Sit comfortably, face forward, don't talk." Soon, he sat down obediently, facing forward.
Wen Xiang kept thinking about Ni Peijun beside him. Xiao Jun was a very beautiful girl with a model-like figure. He really couldn't understand how such a dazzling girl would join this lifeless club.
Although his head was looking forward, the helmet worn by the marching band member in front of him allowed him to see Xiao Jun's reflection. He carefully admired Xiao Jun's face and eyes; she stared blankly ahead. Unconsciously, Wen Xiang imagined her as a hypnotized woman. He had always had this kind of fantasy, and just imagining it made his genitals swell.
"Relax," the band conductor called again, "One more hour!"
Wen Xiang sat quietly, thinking about how to hide the unnatural bulge in his crotch.
At this moment, Xiao Jun took off her helmet, letting her long hair fall down. "Oh, this thing is really uncomfortable,"
she said, spreading her legs and placing the helmet in the box beneath her.
Looking at Xiao Jun's slender body, he felt the swelling in his genitals becoming increasingly unbearable. He calmed himself down and forced himself to think about other things. After a few minutes, he finally calmed down a little.
As Xiao Jun sat up straight after putting away her helmet, Wen Xiang wanted to break the silence between them. "The competition is about to start. Are you nervous?"
Xiao Jun smiled. "Yes, quite nervous,"
Wen Xiang asked, sounding a little confused. "I'm surprised. I thought you were already used to it."
"Actually, this is my first time competing here. Although I'm a second-year student, I only transferred here this year," Xiao Jun replied.
"Great!" Wen Xiang thought to himself. Xiao Jun was much more approachable than he had imagined. Maybe this competition would lead to something between them!
"Can you tell me why you joined this club instead of some of the more popular ones..." he asked.
Xiao Jun smiled again. "Maybe it's because my family is more conservative, and my parents don't want me to join those complicated clubs."
Wen Xiang shrugged. "Oh, maybe it'll be difficult." He thought to himself, and the conversation ended there.
Chapter Two: The Challenge
"Sit comfortably, face forward, and don't talk," the band conductor shouted again.
The bus pulled into the rest stop, and everyone quickly got off after it stopped. A mountain of peanut butter sandwiches awaited them.
Fatty, a first-year student, walked up to Wenxiang. "Hey, Wenxiang, how's it going?"
"Nothing much, just think this sandwich is awful," Wenxiang said.
"Don't pretend. I heard you were sitting next to Ni Peijun. How did you manage to sit with her?"
"Luck, I guess… I guess. She saw me and asked me to move the thermos next to her so I could sit next to her. What could I say? I'm a heartthrob," Wenxiang said with a laugh.
"I really wish that person was me," Fatty said. "Would you ask her out?"
Wenxiang boasted. "Maybe," Fatty said. "I can tell she's completely attracted to me. Maybe she'll ask me out later."
Fatty frowned. "Really? I heard she's a paragon of virtue. Everyone says she's never even tried kissing, and she's a year older than you."
Wenxiang retorted, "So what if she's a year older? Let me tell you, you come ride on my number three bus later, and I'll show you what a paragon of virtue she is."
Although Wenxiang said this, he knew that the military band rules didn't allow changing buses, and there was no way Fatty would get on his bus. Fatty wasn't going to back down either.
"Are you saying you can sleep with her? Bullshit! I bet you a hundred dollars you won't even get a kiss on her cheek." "A bet it is
, a hundred dollars, who's afraid of who?" Wenxiang said, holding out his hand.
"It's a deal." Fatty smiled and shook his hand.
Chapter Three: Opportunity Arrives
Each bus began gathering students, preparing to head to the competition venue. Wenxiang waited in front of his bus, and Yaotian walked up to him.
"Wenxiang," Yaotian said, "Fatty told me you made a bet with him. He said he couldn't get on this bus, so he asked me to come and check. I can't believe you'd want to get Ni Peijun. If you succeed, we'll be so envious."
Wenxiang thought, "Great, I'm not the only one on bus number three. A hundred yuan has flown away!"
The October night was a bit chilly, and the students on the bus all took out blankets to cover themselves. Xiaojun took out the blanket her mother had prepared for her, which was obviously a bit too big.
Xiaojun looked at Wenxiang, "Want to share this with me? My mom obviously thinks I'm too big."
She tried to be humorous.
Wenxiang smiled, wondering if Xiaojun's invitation implied something. "Of course, thank you,"
he replied.
Xiaojun handed him a corner of the blanket, then curled up with her back to him, shrinking into a corner of the bus.
"Obviously, she doesn't mean anything by it," he thought.
Wenxiang looked around. Several couples were cuddling tightly under blankets, and he felt envious. He noticed a couple in front of him passionately kissing. He leaned forward to get a better look, but the blanket slipped down.
He was startled. He looked at Xiaojun beside him and found she was already fast asleep. She had a pillow by the car window, comfortably reclining, her legs slightly parted in relaxation, her hands resting naturally on her inner thighs.
At Wenxiang's age, he often had all sorts of sexual fantasies, especially exploring the body of an unconscious girl. Xiaojun's posture held an unparalleled allure for him. He sat back down, his mind wandering.
During a health education class, in the lesson on CPR, Wenxiang asked the teacher what would be the benefit of exhaling carbon dioxide into someone's mouth. The teacher replied that exhaled air still contains 15% oxygen, which isn't enough to keep someone awake, but it's enough to keep them alive.
After learning this, Wenxiang inexplicably fantasized that if he breathed into a sleeping woman's mouth, after a while, she would be dazed and let him do whatever he wanted. He thought it made perfect sense, but he'd never had the chance to try it.
But now was a perfect opportunity! Wenxiang kept imagining various possibilities.
Suddenly, Xiaojun stirred, interrupting Wenxiang's fantasy. She seemed unwell, then groggily grabbed a pillow and, surprisingly, rested it on Wenxiang's lap, continuing to sleep.
Wenxiang looked at Xiaojun on his lap, knowing she hadn't been awake at all and had no idea what he was doing.
"Xiaojun," he called softly.
There was no response.
Wenxiang looked at the beautiful girl resting her head on his lap, and a flood of fantasies washed over him. He knew he had an hour and a half before school, and desire consumed his reason. He even completely forgot about his bet with Fatty.
"Okay," Wenxiang thought to himself, "if she wakes up, I can just pretend I'm waking her."
Chapter Four Sleeping Beauty
Wenxiang lifted his right leg and crossed it, gently moving Xiaojun's pillow to elevate her head. He leaned forward, bringing his mouth as close to hers as possible without touching her lips. He gazed at Xiaojun's tightly closed eyes, noticing her eyes constantly moving beneath her eyelids.
He had learned that this was called REM sleep, the last cycle of the sleep cycle. He watched her, and as she inhaled, he exhaled into her.
As he did this, Xiaojun would occasionally yawn. He thought it was a sign that she was starting to lack oxygen. He took advantage of her yawns to breathe more forcefully into her. After a while, Xiaojun yawned about four times. Wenxiang noticed that her body seemed to have completely lost its strength, and her eyes stopped moving. Wenxiang
felt that was enough.
He decided to test Xiaojun first; it would be bad if she only woke up when he put his hand under her pants. He
thought for a moment, then started tickling Xiaojun, thinking that even if she woke up, she wouldn't think he was a pervert.
He started tickling her.
...Fifteen seconds.
...Thirty seconds.
No reaction; Xiaojun was like a doll.
Wenxiang's genitals were uncomfortably swollen. He used his right hand to lift Xiaojun's body, then unzipped his pants, adjusted his position, and let Xiaojun lie back down.
"It's safer to test it again," Wenxiang thought. He gently pried open Xiaojun's eyelids, only seeing the whites of her eyes. "My method worked! She really has no feeling!" he exclaimed inwardly.
Wenxiang carefully admired this tempting beauty, the woman of his dreams. She had a beautiful and innocent face, and a slender, alluring figure.
Wenxiang lifted her legs, letting Xiaojun lie on the chair. He spread her thighs, exposing her completely. One of Xiaojun's hands dangled under the chair, while the other rested between her thighs. Wenxiang
picked up her hand and placed it aside.
He began to caress Xiaojun's lips with his fingers, slowly moving down her body until he reached the mysterious area between her thighs. He stroked her genitals through her clothes, then slipped his tongue into her mouth. Xiaojun still showed no reaction.
Wenxiang suddenly heard a faint gasp, "What...?"
He looked up and saw Yaotian standing beside him, staring at him in surprise. Then, seemingly realizing he had interrupted someone's good time, he walked away on his own.
Wenxiang smiled, "Mission accomplished."
Chapter Five New Discovery
"The clothes are so thick," Wenxiang thought to himself.
But he was also quite lucky; Xiaojun was wearing a simple uniform, with only a shirt under her coat and band trousers. Wenxiang had already unzipped her trousers, revealing silky white underwear.
Wenxiang considered his next move, reaching under her clothes to stroke her abdomen. He felt her skin was warm, smooth, and delicate; it was truly a perfect body, Wenxiang thought contentedly.
He suddenly realized he shouldn't let too many people see, so he grabbed a blanket and covered Xiaojun with it.
Under the blanket, Wenxiang boldly moved Xiaojun's body closer, letting her back rest on the pillow on his lap. This made Xiaojun's already full breasts appear even firmer, pressing against Wenxiang's face, while her head swayed limply in the air. Wenxiang
lifted her clothes, but it was a bit difficult to unhook her bra under the blanket, so he lifted the blanket again. The cold air inside the bus made Xiaojun's nipples stand up clearly even through her bra. He unhooked her bra, forcefully grasping her left breast with his palm. He massaged her breast and bent down to suckle her right nipple. His other hand wasn't idle either, reaching down to her genitals, slipping under her panties to caress her labia.
"This little girl's cunt is really tight," Wenxiang thought.
He gently bit her nipple.
...No response.
Xiaojun seemed to have completely fainted, but Wenxiang thought he shouldn't bite anymore, otherwise it wouldn't be good if she was still in pain when she woke up.
Suddenly, he caught sight of He Luo standing at the front of the bus. He quickly covered Xiao Jun with the blanket again. He Luo slowly walked towards them, stopping at each seat. Wen Xiang heard a commotion.
He leaned forward. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Inspection," a voice replied.
"Inspection of what?" he asked curiously.
"He Luo said that you can't do anything intimate on the bus, so he sometimes comes to check and makes everyone hold out their hands for him to see."
"Hmm, Xiao Jun is asleep."
"Wake her up."
"Go to hell!" Wen Xiang thought to himself, hurriedly fastening Xiao Jun's bra, zipping up her pants, and putting on her shirt.
By this time, He Luo had reached the middle of the bus.
Wen Xiang took the blanket off and let Xiao Jun lie against the bus window, but Xiao Jun's body was limp and she immediately fell forward.
"Go to hell!" Wenxiang cursed under his breath. He lifted Xiaojun's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Xiaojun, wake up."
...Her head drooped forward again.
"Xiaojun, wake up, can you hear me?"
...No response.
Heluo was almost there.
Wenxiang used his fingers to pry open Xiaojun's eyelids.
"Xiao Jun, wake up!" he said in a sterner voice.
Xiao Jun made some muffled sounds.
"Finally!" Wen Xiang thought, he put Xiao Jun back in her seat, trying to calm himself down, he asked calmly, "Xiao Jun?"
"What?" Xiao Jun responded vaguely.
"Are you awake?" Wen Xiang asked.
"No, my head hurts so much." She answered.
"Okay, wake up quickly."
"I can't wake up," Xiao Jun answered, "I'm so tired."
Wen Xiang blinked, thinking to himself, "What the hell!"
Xiao Jun's voice didn't sound like she was being stubborn about not wanting to get out of bed, but rather a very special, soft and emotionless voice.
"Xiao Jun, are you awake?" he asked again.
"No." She answered calmly.
Wen Xiang didn't know how to react, he had never encountered such a strange situation before.
He Luo patted Wen Xiang's shoulder.
"Check."
Wenxiang looked at him, still puzzled, and held out his hands.
"What about Xiaojun?" He Luo asked.
"Uh...she's asleep."
He Luo looked and grinned. "Okay, don't wake her. I know you two are fine."
He Luo walked away.
Wenxiang sat there, hundreds of thoughts flashing through his mind, while Xiaojun still lay limply in the corner of the bus.
Chapter Six: Hypnotic State
When He Luo returned to the front of the bus, Wenxiang calmed down and thought about the current situation.
"Okay," he said to himself, "she's not awake, but she's talking to me."
...He fiddled with his thumb.
"Maybe she's just talking in her sleep."
...fiddled with his thumb.
"But she's answering my questions."
...fiddled with his thumb.
"She's asleep, but her subconscious is awake."
This thought flashed through his mind.
"She's asleep, but her subconscious is awake."
It kept repeating in his mind.
Wenxiang often fantasized about hypnotizing women, so he had a little understanding of hypnosis. He knew that hypnosis involved focusing a person's attention on something while their subconscious remained awake. He also knew that there were many states of external sleep, and the deeper the conscious mind slept, the more receptive the subconscious was to suggestions.
However, he had never seen how to awaken only the subconscious when someone was already asleep.
He decided to use this situation.
"I want to know how deeply she's sleeping."
He looked at Xiaojun, remembering that when he lifted her eyelids earlier, he could only see the whites of her eyes.
His penis became erect again, but he was still very nervous. He had just achieved a dream he hadn't been able to realize for years, and now he wanted another? "I must be crazy," he thought.
A voice kept echoing in his mind: In your twenty years of life, how many things have you regretted not trying?
"I'm not ready yet," he said to himself, "but if I don't do it now, I might never have the chance."
Fortunately, He Luo's examination had woken everyone up, and the bus was now bustling with activity, so it wouldn't be easy for anyone to hear what he was saying.
He thought about the stories about hypnosis he had read before, and then he began to speak.
"Xiao Jun, can you hear me?" he said steadily.
"Yes, I can hear you," she replied in that ethereal voice.
"Listen to me, Xiao Jun, pay attention to my voice. You can only hear my voice. My voice makes you feel very warm. You like listening to my voice, listening to what I'm saying, don't you, Xiao Jun?"
"Yes...yes..." she sounded as if she was too weak to speak.
"You like hearing my voice, you like me, and you're happy to be sitting next to me this time, aren't you, Xiaojun?"
"Hmm...hmm..."
He thought for a moment, "What should we do now?"
"You like how you feel right now, calm and relaxed, completely open to me, aren't you, Xiaojun?"
"Yes..."
"Very good. I want you to listen very carefully to my voice and deeply absorb what I say. Every time I tell you to 'fall very, very asleep,' you will return to this special state, listening to my comforting voice. Tell me, what words will bring you back to this special state?"
After a few seconds, she answered, "Fall very, very asleep." She whispered.
Wenxiang thought to himself, "Now is the time. It would be a shame not to take advantage of this opportunity." Then he began to speak.
"Very good. You like me very much, Xiaojun. You like me very much, so after practice tomorrow, you'll want to come to your house, understand?"
"Understood." The voice came from Xiaojun's lips.
He stopped, feeling that this was enough for today. He wanted to test if the hypnotic command he had given her earlier would work, but now it seemed he couldn't wake Xiaojun up.
"I won the bet and achieved my dream, so I shouldn't ask for too much," he thought.
So he just sat there, constantly fantasizing about his future with Xiaojun, his new sex slave.
Chapter Seven: Testing the Hypnotic Command
The next day, Wenxiang's mind was filled with Xiaojun's image. In fact, he hadn't seriously considered what he should do if the hypnotic command really worked.
During practice, Wenxiang kept stealing glances at Xiaojun, trying to see if she paid more attention to him than before, but Xiaojun seemed completely the same as usual.
Because of her beautiful appearance, most people guessed that she was an arrogant person. In fact, Wenxiang didn't know if she was proud or just shy.
After practice, Wenxiang stood by the music room waiting, hoping that Xiaojun would come to him, but when Xiaojun came over, she just walked past him, went into the music room, and left, as if she hadn't seen him at all.
"Okay," Wenxiang thought disappointedly, "maybe the hypnosis really was just my imagination."
He picked up his backpack and prepared to go home alone. He was halfway there when a car blocked his way. Xiaojun opened the car door and stuck her head out. "Hey, Wenxiang, want a ride?"
Wenxiang's heart was pounding. He wasn't sure if this meant that his hypnosis had worked. "Of course, great!" he said with a smile.
Wenxiang walked to the car, constantly scrutinizing Xiaojun. She was incredibly sexy, despite wearing only ordinary jeans and a white top.
After sitting down next to her, he looked at her, considering when to deliver the hypnotic command he'd given her the day before.
"Where do you live?" Xiaojun asked.
"A strange street. Have you ever heard of falling into a very, very deep sleep?" he replied.
Wenxiang stared intently at Xiaojun, for about half a second still fearing the hypnotic command wouldn't work. Then he saw Xiaojun's smile gradually relax, followed by her gently closing her eyes, her face losing all expression, her hands sliding off the steering wheel, her body leaning back in the seat, her foot off the accelerator, her lips slightly parted, lying motionless.
"My God," Wenxiang exclaimed inwardly, "It really worked."
Chapter Eight, Lesson One.
Wenxiang was quite excited about his ability to manipulate Xiaojun's mind. He could hypnotize her anytime he wanted. The question now was, what could he do to her?
Without a word, Wenxiang placed his hand on Xiaojun's knee, then slowly slid it down to her inner thigh, reaching her most private area. He pulled her right leg closer, exposing her genitals to him more openly. He caressed them wantonly, imagining the soft, alluring vulva beneath her jeans, then kissed her slightly parted, unsuspecting lips. Now it was time for more testing.
He spoke gently, "Xiaojun, can you hear me?"
"Yes, I can." Her voice was even clearer than yesterday.
"When you wake up, you'll feel incredibly excited. You'll kiss me passionately, and when you kiss me, you'll feel a profound emptiness in your genitals. This desire will make you let go of all your inhibitions. Do you understand?"
After several seconds, Xiao Jun said in a slightly uncomfortable voice, "No." "Damn it!
" Wen Xiang thought to himself, "I knew reality wouldn't be like my dreams."
He calmed down and thought, "Something must have gone wrong. Maybe I was too impatient. I should have guided her more gently."
Wen Xiang then said, "Xiao Jun, do you think I'm attractive?"
"Hmm...you're quite cute," Xiao Jun replied.
Wen Xiang hated the word "cute." That was an adjective for little boys. He wanted words like handsome and sexy.
"Xiao Jun, I'm very charming. You think I'm handsome and sexy, you know?"
Several seconds passed before Xiao Jun responded. "What do you mean by sexy?"
"What's going on?" Wenxiang thought to himself, "This is so weird."
Xiao Jun kept resisting his suggestion, as if she was only in a very shallow hypnotic state, unlike yesterday on the bus when she would only say yes or "uh-huh," seemingly without any of her own thoughts. Her voice sounded different too.
Remembering yesterday's bus trip, he recalled repeatedly suggesting to Xiao Jun that she liked him.
"Xiao Jun, do you like me?" Wenxiang asked.
"I like you very much," Xiao Jun answered without hesitation.
"Screw you," Wenxiang thought to himself, "I forgot to tell her I'm attractive yesterday. That's great, she likes me a lot. Maybe we can go out for ice cream together."
Time was precious; if it dragged on too long, Xiao Jun might find everything strange.
Wenxiang thought he might try the same trick he used on the bus yesterday, but that would take a lot of time, and it wasn't convenient for him to do it from home, so he decided to ask Xiaojun first.
"Xiaojun, is anyone home when you get home?"
"...My mom," Xiaojun replied.
"Is she home every day after school?" Wenxiang asked again.
"No on Tuesdays and Thursdays."
"What time is she not home on those two days?" Wenxiang continued to ask.
"From five to six o'clock."
"Hmm," Wenxiang thought to himself, "Only an hour, but at least there's a chance. I need to wake her up now, so she doesn't realize too much time has passed."
"Xiaojun, I'll count from one to three. When I count to three, you'll wake up and forget what we just talked about. One...two...three..."
Xiaojun woke up, and then Wenxiang continued, "After you get to the intersection, turn right first, then turn onto the side road."
Xiaojun looked at him, "Um, I'll tell you as we walk."
"Okay," Wenxiang replied, and the bus started moving forward.
Chapter Nine: The Woman in Red
Tuesday was proving incredibly difficult to reach. Wenxiang felt restless all day at school. He saw Xiaojun wearing a red floral dress, the hem of which reached her knees.
He didn't really like Xiaojun's outfit; the high neckline completely concealed her alluring cleavage. He desperately wanted to strip Xiaojun naked right then and there, and he knew he could do it—it wasn't just a fantasy.
After class, they went to the clubroom first, then walked together to the parking lot. Wenxiang found it packed with people.
They hadn't left until six o'clock yesterday because of club practice, and he hadn't expected the parking lot to be so crowded at four.
"Ugh," Wenxiang thought, "I can't use hypnosis like this."
"What kind of music do you like?" Wenxiang asked.
"I listen to everything," Xiaojun replied.
Wenxiang paused before continuing, "Don't you think this is unfair? You've seen my house, but I still don't know where you live. I have an idea—take me to your house first. I want to see what your house looks like." "Then maybe you can show me what CDs you've collected, so you don't have to memorize all your favorite singers for me."
Xiao Jun laughed. "That would be much easier, but to be honest, my mom's not home, and I don't think she'll like me bringing a boy home at this time. You might think it's funny, but my parents are really strict."
Wen Xiang said disappointedly, "Okay... I can't come into your house to see your CDs, but can you take me to your doorstep?"
Xiao Jun thought for a moment, "Okay, it's a bit far, but I'll be driving anyway.
" Xiao Jun drove into a residential area, making several turns before finally stopping. "My apartment is upstairs,"
Wen Xiang said, looking up at the luxurious white apartment building. "Wow, your place is amazing," he said, then looked at Xiao Jun. "You know, I didn't mean to, but I really can't hold it anymore. Could you lend me the bathroom?"
Xiao Jun thought for a moment, then said, "Okay."
Xiao Jun drove into the parking lot, while Wen Xiang continued to admire her beautiful body, which looked exquisite in her dress, especially her slender waist and beautiful legs.
Wen Xiang couldn't wait any longer. As soon as Xiao Jun turned off the car, he said to her, "Xiao Jun, have you ever heard of a band called 'Very Deep, Very Deep Sleep'?"
Xiao Jun wanted to answer his question, but her mind had already accepted the command. Her head drooped to one side, and she slumped weakly into the chair.
The focus was on Xiao Jun's room; Wen Xiang could only spend a little time there. "Xiao Jun, you know you've been walking all day. I imagine you must be very tired, right?"
"Yes, a little tired," she answered flatly.
"Yes, so when I borrow your bathroom, you'll want to lie down and relax, right?"
Xiao Jun thought for a moment, "Yes."
Wen Xiang didn't intend to do anything to her now; he just wanted to make sure he wouldn't hurt Xiao Jun when he gave the hypnotic command. "I'm going to count to three. After I count to three, you'll wake up, completely forgetting the conversation we just had. One…two…three…" When
he saw Xiao Jun wake up, he opened the door and got out of the car, as if nothing had happened. Xiao Jun
quickly recovered and got out of the car as well. Then they walked to the door, and Xiao Jun opened it.
Then they went inside. Wenxiang saw a large-screen TV and two comfortable sofas in the living room on his left, and a wall with many doors on his right.
"The bathroom is by the second door," Xiaojun said, pointing with her finger.
Wenxiang went into the bathroom and heard Xiaojun turn on the TV outside. He stood there, considering whether now was a good time to use hypnosis. Although it was a bit dangerous, he thought of Xiaojun's dress and the alluring body beneath it, and he made up his mind.
He shouted loudly, "Xiaojun, have you ever heard of falling into a very, very deep sleep?"
"What?" Xiaojun called from outside the door.
Wenxiang was startled and shouted even louder, "A very, very deep sleep."
This time, Xiaojun didn't respond.
"I hope she heard me," Wenxiang thought to himself, then opened the door and went out.
He saw Xiaojun fast asleep on the sofa.
Chapter Ten: Hypnotic Induction
Wenxiang picked up the remote and muted the TV. "Perfect," he thought to himself, kneeling beside Xiaojun. Just like on the bus, he leaned close to Xiaojun's mouth, exhaling as she inhaled.
About three minutes later, Xiaojun began to yawn. Just like on the bus, Wenxiang wouldn't let her inhale too much oxygen, continuing to exhale.
Time passed, and Xiaojun seemed increasingly weak. Wenxiang slipped his hand under the fabric of her dress, enjoying Xiaojun's helplessness in her condition, caressing her most private parts through the thin fabric.
Soon, Xiaojun yawned again, but Wenxiang still didn't give her much of a chance to inhale. Xiaojun instinctively turned her head away, but Wenxiang immediately turned her head back to its original position, continuing to exhale into her mouth.
Seeing the moment growing ever more opportune, he pressed his entire mouth to hers, exhaling directly into her mouth. He felt her breathing deepen.
Xiao Jun yawned again, instinctively turning her head away once more, but Wenxiang turned her head back. He felt Xiao Jun's neck resisting, and when he pressed harder, Xiao Jun even raised her hand to try and push Wenxiang away, but these resistances were too late. Then, Xiao Jun seemed to have used up her last bit of strength, her hand quickly falling down, her head relaxing and letting Wenxiang move it.
Wenxiang realized that Xiao Jun had completely lost consciousness, but he still decided to be on the safe side. He would wait until Xiao Jun yawned four times, exactly like yesterday on the bus.
About two minutes later, Xiao Jun finally yawned for the fourth time. This time, she offered no resistance; her breathing became short and rapid. The final step. Wenxiang opened her eyelids, and just like yesterday, he could only see the whites of her eyes. He thought this time, there was no problem.
"This is a good sign," he thought, "she's ready."

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