[Urban] Erotic Tales Series (Complete) - 8

(IV) It was surprisingly realistic. Naga stroked his penis. If it weren't for his obviously unrealistically muscular body and his much larger and stronger penis, he would almost have thought it was real.

Sure enough, Nami stared blankly at his face, her voice sounding like she was about to cry, "Who are you... I've never seen you before. You... you can't kill me. I'll do anything you want... please spare me." Seeing the terrifying props around her, her courage crumbled instantly, tears blurring her eyeshadow as she looked at him pleadingly like a panda.

This feeling of completely dominating a woman was wonderful. Compared to tonight's incredibly realistic dream, all his previous dreaming experiences were utterly pathetic.

Naga wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, walked over to Nami's head and stopped. His figure in the dream was much taller than in reality, his crotch positioned just above the platform. He grabbed Nami's hair, which was covered in hair wax, and pulled her face towards his groin, saying gruffly, "If you don't want to die, behave yourself."

Nami nodded, her face streaked with tears, and stuck her tongue against the underside of his penis, licking it upwards like she was eating a popsicle.

His penis was covered in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, smelling of chestnut blossoms. To please Naga, Nami still diligently feigned enjoyment, rubbing the glans with her tongue while looking up at him with moist eyes.

"Do it properly, or I'll..." Naga looked around, finally settling on a whip with rough, fuzzy hairs. He pulled his penis out of Nami's mouth, walked over and picked it up, only to find that the hairs were actually hard, fine thorns; touching them felt like touching a cactus.

He walked back triumphantly, brandishing the whip handle. "Otherwise, I'll punish you properly."

Seeing this terrifying whip, so different from any SM prop, Nami's eyes widened, and she nodded frantically, stretching her neck to bring her head close to the man's crotch. She quickly sucked his penis into her mouth, her tongue making a slurping sound like eating noodles. After

enjoying himself for a while, Naga felt his groin quickly regain its vitality. As expected of someone in a dream, his energy was extraordinary.

Nami clearly hadn't expected the man to become erect again so quickly. While moving her head back and forth, she didn't fully relax her jaw, and her teeth accidentally touched the sensitive ridge of the glans.

Lost in his dream, Naga didn't hesitate to lash out with the whip. *Crack!*

The short dress bunched around her waist was instantly ripped open, revealing gruesome bloodstains on her delicate skin. Tiny beads of blood emerged from her pores, connecting to form a vivid red valley.

"Aaaaaah—!" Nami's body jerked violently, a hoarse cry escaping her throat. "No, don't hit me... I know I was wrong, don't hit me... Waaaaah..."

This wretched woman, she's made me continue living like a parasite in this house, I still don't have the means to date a girlfriend, I can't even think about marriage. All my resentment found an outlet with this lash. He gasped for breath, took two steps back, and swung his arm down for a second lash.

Snap—!

"Gahaaaah—! Spare me! Spare me! Spare me... Spare me..." Nami cried so hard that snot streamed down her face, her heavy makeup completely ruined.

The lash landed not far below her navel. Her lower abdomen, with almost no muscle, was defenseless, leaving a fresh bloody welt and tearing off a tuft of

pubic hair. "I'll be careful! I'll never touch it again... Really, believe me, don't hit me anymore... Don't hit me anymore... Waaaaah..." Nami trembled like a drowning puppy, looking at him pitifully.

The tiny bit of sympathy that Naga felt was quickly drowned out by the thrill of revenge. All the misfortunes in his life found their targets in this dream. He grinned maliciously as he rolled up the whip and rubbed its rough surface against Nami's engorged clitoris. "Why should I believe the words of a lowly woman like you? You clearly want to bite me, you slut!" The delicate clitoris

, where a woman's nerve endings are most concentrated, so sensitive that even a little pressure from a finger would cause discomfort, was being forcefully crushed by the barbed whip. Nami screamed shrilly, her thighs clamping tightly together, clamping the whip back and forth, squeezing the tender skin on her inner thighs until it bled.

"I'm sorry... forgive me... I'm a lowly woman, please, please let me go." Nami, already sobbing uncontrollably, still tried to plead. Naga was completely absorbed in the gratifying pleasure of tormenting the weak. He turned and walked to the wall, picking up a smooth metal cylinder. It was as if he and this tool were best friends from a past life; the moment he picked it up, the method of using it automatically came to mind.

Hmm… this kind of slutty, wanton woman deserves a good taste of this. He curled the corners of his mouth, returned to Nami's side, and lowered his head to lick the wound on her stomach, savoring the salty, metallic taste on his tongue.

“I’ll do anything you want… don’t hit me, please don’t hit me anymore… you can do whatever you want, I’m afraid of pain… don’t hit me, don’t hit me…” To appease him, Nami begged and let out soft moans as her wound was licked, her fleshy buttocks swaying slightly.

He grabbed the short skirt piled up at his waist, tore it in two, threw it aside, climbed onto the platform, and raised Nami’s buttocks.

Thinking a new round of sex was about to begin, Nami breathed a slight sigh of relief. She braced her feet against the rough countertop, raising her lower body to a height where the man could easily penetrate her.

For a woman like her, being raped was far more comfortable than being whipped. Moreover, her body still retained the blissful memory of being fully filled until orgasm during that hazy experience.

Although she was still incredibly wet, Nami, knowing men's psychology well, made an embarrassed expression, twisting her body and rubbing her lower body against the man's lower abdomen, whispering, "Please...don't be too rough..."

The subtext was, "Come on, it's okay to be rough."

Naga smiled and inserted the cylinder into the center of Nami's raised mons pubis.

The cool, smooth metallic touch felt like a duckbill. Nami raised her neck in confusion, unable to see what was entering her body. Was he going to give her a gynecological exam here?

"Th-what is that?"

Naga smiled, revealing his gleaming white teeth. He was eager to see what the woman would do next, so he reached out and forcefully turned the switch at the end of the cylinder.

With a soft click, a dozen umbrella-like structures popped out from around the cylinder, opening from the inside out. In less than a second, the finger-thick, rosy opening was stretched into a huge fleshy hole that could almost fit a fist inside.

"Ugh—gaaaaa... ahhh!" As if she were about to suffocate, Nami screamed in terror, trying to struggle with her legs, but Naga held her tightly.

"Ah... what a beautiful sight, I can see the cervix, tsk tsk... it's still moving." In the dim light, Naga described the beautiful sight he saw, his erect penis beginning to stir.

"Take it out... please take it out, it's going to tear, it hurts so much..." Nami cried out, contracting her pelvic floor muscles, trying to use this method to please the man to expel what was inside her.

"Oh... the tender flesh around me is wriggling." Naga exclaimed in surprise, pressing down on the bottom of the cylinder with one hand to prevent it from slipping out, while her fingers slipped into the gaps in the support with the other hand, playing with the wriggling walls.

"What will it take for you to let me go... tell me, I'll do whatever you say... sob, please stop torturing me..."

"I'm the culmination of the resentment from all the applicants you humiliated with your lewd methods. I won't let you off so easily," Naga said casually, retrieving a bunch of intriguing trinkets from the wall. He picked out a spiky ball that appeared to be made of hard rubber, its cactus-like spines only slightly bending when pressed. It was coated with a clear ointment, and a voice inside him told him it was a powerful aphrodisiac, capable of driving a woman insane with an overdose.

Ah… what an interesting dream. Naga sincerely admired it, tossing the ball into Nami's open vagina. Although the ball wasn't small, Nami's stretched genitals were wide enough that the ball landed smoothly at the tender, pink muscles outside her cervix.

"Well… as you wish, I'm going to pull it out," Naga said with a smile, pinching Nami's nipple. Without retracting the support, he simply pulled the cylinder out.

"Mmm...wait, what...what did you put in? Ouch, it hurts...no, it's...it's so itchy." Nami's expression immediately turned strange. The part of the cylinder that had left immediately contracted, and the muscles inside her vagina directly enveloped the small ball.

Just as Nami was about to expel the small ball, a new one was inserted. This time, it was forced in directly through the vaginal opening with a finger. The spiky ball, smeared with aphrodisiac, directly grazed the most sensitive part of her lower body.

"Ugh—! It hurts..." The ball inside seemed to bleed. Nami's face turned pale, and she said fearfully, "I...I know I was wrong. I...I'll quit my job tomorrow. I...I won't be an office lady anymore. I'll continue being a hostess. Are you...are you satisfied now? Please let me go..."

How could Naga take what she said in her dream seriously? Tomorrow, when she sobered up, this woman would definitely still be a glamorous white-collar woman, while she would still be spending every lonely and boring day with her computer.

“This is just the beginning.” Naga smiled cruelly, shoving the enormous vibrator into the small hole already stuffed with four small balls. True to its dream prop, this powerful vibrator, which in reality required AC power, now worked without batteries.

He secured the vibrator to Nami's crotch with a belt and pushed it to the strongest position. The vibrator's handle emitted a low motor sound, causing the entire massive object to churn inside her body.

“Eee ...

"You'll feel good soon." Naga stared at her naked body writhing and convulsing, his excited penis even aching slightly. Unfortunately, this position didn't allow him to penetrate her anus, and her mouth wasn't working well either; it might get bitten off. So, he'd have to use her two swaying breasts for now. He touched her sweat-drenched breasts; the skin was smooth, and the wetness felt exceptionally pleasant. "Before that, let me do it one more time."

He seemed to know how to use everything in the room by heart. He straddled Nami's waist, picked up a thin steel rod about the length of his palm, with flat, nut-like fixing structures at both ends, and measured the distance above Nami's cleavage . He nodded in satisfaction, then picked up a long needle about the same thickness as the steel rod.

Since it was a dream, disinfection was completely unnecessary. Naga chuckled, pinched Nami's dark brown areola, and inserted the needle tip.

Even after the aphrodisiac took effect, Nami still let out a pitiful scream, but Naga couldn't stop now. Soon, a transparent hole was pierced through the other nipple, revealing the other side.

He unscrewed the cap, threaded the thin stick through one nipple, pulled it closer to the other, pressed it down with his palm, and then screwed the cap back on. Afterward, the full breasts were forcibly pulled together, the flesh around the cleavage squeezed red. Naga tested the cleavage with his fingers, then withdrew them with satisfaction. He then straddled Nami's chest and inserted his penis.

The elasticity and softness of the breasts felt completely different from the inside of his genitals. Being sandwiched between such fleshy mounds, his penis received a fresh stimulation. Naga gripped the steel rod with satisfaction, pulling the breasts into lewd shapes with the rhythm of his thrusts.

Nami's increasingly hoarse moans became the perfect harmony to this rhythm.

After thrusting in and out of the center of her abused breasts for half an hour, his penis swelled to its maximum size. Naga let out a beast-like roar, pulling on the steel rod in his hand, and began his second ejaculation into her blood-soaked breasts.

The white semen showed no sign of diminishing, spurting out in gushes onto her swollen nipples, mixing with the blood flowing from her orifices, and flowing outwards along the curves of her breasts.

Nami had entered a semi-frenzied state, the pain in her body intertwined with intense lust. New red fluid kept gushing from her blood-red orifice. Her uterus and the tender flesh inside her vagina had probably been pierced, but under the control of the drug, she still reached orgasm again and again. Incontinent urine flowed onto the wounds on her vulva, bringing a new wave of stinging pain, but this pain quickly turned into a craving for pleasure.

This was a game that could only be enjoyed in dreams. Naga looked at Nami's twisted naked body and turned his gaze to the instruments of torture.

He had longed to try this for a long time, and this was a rare opportunity... Naga's previous desire for revenge was completely replaced by his eager curiosity. He turned his head and glanced at the female body bouncing on the platform, and smiled smugly. Gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-premature Ejaculation Click to Enter

If losing his job could bring him such a good thing, it would be even more worthwhile than a supermarket's clearance sale before closing time.

(V) "Heh—" Stretching comfortably, Naga crawled out of the quilt and subconsciously touched the toilet paper in his crotch, preparing to take it out and throw it away.

To his surprise, the toilet paper was not wet at all, just like the dozen or so times he had ejaculated in his dream that night were really a dream.

"What's going on?" Naga scratched his head in confusion, but in a good mood, he was too lazy to think about it too much and went straight to the computer and sat down.

Last night's dream allowed him to vent all the negative emotions he'd accumulated over the past decade. In the dream, that slut named Cai Mei was tortured by him with all sorts of bizarre tools until almost no part of her skin was intact. Then, in the dream, he also indulged in a killing spree. The realistic experience made him somewhat understand the spiritual satisfaction sought by so-called psychopathic killers.

Cutting off breasts, shaving off buttocks, raping a dying woman's exposed uterus, then ejaculating into her toothless mouth, watching the semen spurt out from her severed throat mixed with blood and foam… Thinking back on it after waking up, Naga also felt it was a truly insane and disgusting act, as if he had been possessed by something.

After that one time, he really didn't want to recall that feeling of excitement again.

Otherwise, if he really became a psychopathic killer and ended up in the execution chamber on the electric chair, it wouldn't be fun at all.

He thought his day would begin another uneventful routine, starting with logging onto the internet and ending with logging off and shutting down, but no sooner had he seen the system's welcome screen than his phone started buzzing.

He glanced at the number and, surprisingly, it was the company he'd applied to yesterday.

"Mr. Yumeno Naga, congratulations on passing the interview. Please be sure to report to the HR department before 2:30 PM today." A formulaic, sweet voice announced the reality that made him feel like he was still dreaming.

He hurriedly replied with a few sentences he hadn't even grammatically understood, and after hearing a soft laugh from the other end, he felt his face flush.

Looking at his watch, it was only 9:30 AM. There was still time to get ready for work. Naga rushed out of his bedroom to tell his parents the good news and ask for some money to buy an inexpensive but still presentable suit. Overwhelmed by

the surprise, Naga didn't finish getting ready until after 1 PM. To avoid being late, he skipped lunch, grabbing just two fried dumplings before dashing to the station.

He'd make it… he definitely would.

Despite telling himself this repeatedly, Naga, sweating profusely, stormed into the office building with only five minutes left before being late.

Knowing that a mid-sized company wouldn't consider hiring someone like him unless there was a sudden staff shortage, he kept reminding himself in the elevator to seize this opportunity and keep his stable job. Just as the elevator doors opened, Naga was making a fist-pumping gesture to encourage himself.

This slightly ACG-esque pose was clearly seen by the beautiful woman holding a folder outside the elevator.

"Pfft..." After chuckling twice while covering his mouth, the beautiful woman extended her hand to him with considerable interest. "You're the new guy? I'm Shimokawa Miku from the Human Resources Department. Although I'm younger than you, I'm your senior. Nice to meet you, please take care of me."

Relaxed by Miku's cheerful voice, Naga grasped her soft hand and nodded with a slightly stiff smile. "Um... Yumeno Naga, nice to meet you. Shimokawa-senpai."

Seemingly seeing her being called senior for the first time, Miku showed a happy and adorable expression, shaking his hand tightly. "Come with me, Department Head Kuroki is waiting for you. Being late will be a real problem."

Only then did Naga notice that the minute hand of his watch was almost fully in position, and the second hand was only half a turn away from crossing the lateness threshold.

He quickly clasped his hands together, "Then I'll leave it to you, Shimokawa-senpai!"

Fortunately, Kuroki Keiko, the HR manager, didn't pursue the matter of Naga being forty-three seconds late. In fact, she didn't even glance at Naga, as if she had only called him in to confirm that the new employee who joined the company today was alive.

As for assigning work tasks, she left it all to Miku.

On the day of the interview, Manager Kuroki, with her polite smile, appeared very ladylike and elegant, so when Naga saw this woman in her thirties, still unmarried, with a stern face today, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised. If it weren't for the gossipy Miku introducing her to him behind the manager's back, Naga would never have imagined that such a beautiful woman was still single. A

well-proportioned oval face, slender phoenix eyes, a full and smooth forehead beneath her updo, and subtle traces of glasses on the sides of her high nose bridge, which now seemed to have been replaced with contact lenses. Her lips were thin, and when she didn't smile, she gave the impression of being difficult to approach—the reason she wasn't married was probably that such a capable beauty wouldn't arouse the pursuit desire of most normal men.

A simple comparison would make it clear that Miku has at least a double-digit more suitors than Kuroki.

In today's fast-paced society, a pretty and cute girl like Miku will soon be married to a discerning man. Naga glanced regretfully at Miku's beautiful legs crossed beneath her short skirt, wondering how much longer he could enjoy such a sight.

Naga's job, euphemistically called an office worker, was really just a menial job. As a man, he naturally had to handle most of the physical labor that couldn't be done by calling security. And there was hardly anyone to share the workload; he was the only man under forty in the company.

No wonder the middle-aged managers all had radiant, happy expressions. This place was practically a paradise for single men. Yesterday, during the job interview, several bespectacled men from the IT company upstairs were asking about the salary for the vacant positions and whether they could switch jobs.

Considering this, it was quite normal that Naga was selected after yesterday's interview. Hiring another girl wouldn't be of any help with tasks like moving files and tidying up electrical wires.

According to Miku, the previous person in Naga's position was also a man, but a rich young master pretending to be poor to pick up girls. After successfully getting the pretty girl at the reception desk into bed, he disappeared without even resigning.

“So this time, the department head originally planned to hire a spirited and hardworking girl.” Miku whispered after helping Naga organize her work supplies. “We had already completed the paperwork for Nami, and she’s related to Inoue-sensei, so you had no chance. But you were incredibly lucky; she couldn’t come to work. The department head was too lazy to hire anyone else, so he notified you.”

Because it was a labor relations agency, the head of the HR department had much more power than the HR section chiefs of other companies. Naga, not immediately noticing the more intriguing issue, deliberately exclaimed, “She’s really amazing! So young, yet she’s already addressed as Department Head Kuroki.”

Knowing this topic would pique Miku’s gossip interest, she didn’t disappoint, leaning closer and whispering, “The company itself is practically part of their family business, so of course they wouldn’t give such an important position to an outsider. The majority of the staff are women, which is also thanks to Department Head Kuroki.”

Understanding the implication in Miku’s words, Naga’s eyes widened in surprise. “You mean…she…”

"Shh..." Miku made a shushing gesture, glancing left and right. Naga's office was in a very far corner, so no one should be able to hear her, but she still said very seriously, "I didn't say anything. I just meant that Manager Kuroki always prioritizes girls when hiring." She winked mischievously and lowered her voice, "I never said that Manager Kuroki sexually harassed female employees. If anyone gossips, it has nothing to do with me."

"Hehe," seeing Naga's surprised face, Miku stood up happily and spun her chair around, "Good luck! If you work hard, you might become the first male colleague to stay on long-term after I come here."

Oh my god... Naga rubbed her hair, complaining inwardly, why is it that no matter in movies, anime, games, or real life, these beautiful and capable older single women are either BDSM-oriented or only like women?

She'd been really looking forward to meeting a beautiful boss who seemed cold on the outside but was actually quite promiscuous inside, but alas…

“Um… are you the new guy, Yumeno-kun?” A timid voice came from behind her. Naga quickly turned her chair to face the person speaking.

“Uh… that’s great, you seem safe.” It was the girl at the reception desk, her delicate face, beautiful enough to be an idol, showing a relieved expression.

Her sexy figure, completely at odds with her cute face, was incredibly alluring in her uniform. Naga quickly stopped her gaze from going down from her cleavage. “Um… I’m Yumeno Naga, nice to meet you.”

The girl blushed slightly and nodded. “Matsushima Kae, nice to meet you.” After saying that, she turned and left, seemingly only there to check on the new male employee.

Hmm… Naga suddenly realized something was amiss with Miku’s gossip. Could this be the pretty girl who was tricked into bed by that playboy? That makes sense. Of the twenty-odd women in the company, Kae is indeed the most likely to make a man come and work so hard just for a quickie.

Anyway, today is a memorable day. Naga's tense mood gradually relaxed. He turned on his office computer, moved the mouse, and moved it to the time in the lower right corner.

"April 5th. Hmm... I'll remember today."

(VI) When Miku came to ask Naga to print something, he finally asked the question he should have asked long ago.

"By the way, why didn't that girl named Nami come to work in the end?" She really wanted this job, and even celebrated it to the point of getting drunk… Naga quickly shook his head. This was terrible; the dream was too vivid for him to understand.

"Hmm… Her family on the phone said something strange, I don't really understand what happened. Apparently, she went drinking last night, and someone brought her home, and then she just kept sleeping and sleeping and couldn't be woken up. Now she's in the hospital." Miku took the printed document and lowered her voice, saying, "I heard that Nami went to a hotel with Section Chief Ino last night. Now her family suspects that the section chief gave her some strange drug, and they're asking the doctor to gather evidence."

"Sleeping…unable to wake up?"

“Yes, it’s in a nearby hospital. I even went to see her at noon.” Miku, brimming with curiosity, smiled smugly. “The whole family was crying and sobbing. The nurse said it was the strangest illness she’d ever seen. The patient had no damage or abnormalities in any part of her body or organs; she was completely asleep. But even electroconvulsive therapy couldn’t wake her.”

Miku rolled her dark, bright eyes, bit her lip, and added, “It’s like… being trapped in a dream world.”

Naga shuddered almost imperceptibly, wondering if it was because he had killed her in the dream that she could never wake up again? If that were the case, he had practically devoured someone else’s dream.

Dream Eater—the strange yet familiar term suddenly flashed through his mind. So… he had unknowingly become a monster like a dream eater?

After work, without bothering to pick a potential suitor from among the white-collar women around him, Naga hurriedly left the office building and headed straight for the address he had learned from Miku.

Seeing Nami in person might help him understand something. With this thought in mind, Naga stood outside the hospital room. To the two seemingly heartbroken and exhausted middle-aged parents, he could only lie and say he was Nami's friend, trying to hide the guilt that was welling up inside him.

Looking down from the bedside, Nami's clean, sleeping face was completely different from the one he had seen in his dream the previous night, possessing an unusual purity.

Just one glance, and he confirmed one fact in his heart. Nami had been eaten by him, and in the most cruel way, leaving not a single fragment in her soul. The actual Nami was dead…

Leaving the hospital, after the guilt disappeared, Naga felt an uncontrollable surge of excitement. He had finally confirmed that he possessed the ability to dominate another world in his dreams, and that this influence could even carry over into reality.

How wonderful! As long as he wasn't too excessive in his dreams, fulfilling any wish within them became possible.

However, he didn't quite understand this ability yet, and couldn't think of anything else he could use it for besides satisfying his sexual desires. After all, it's just a dream. Even if you spend lavishly in the dream, it's all for nothing when you wake up. You could kill your enemies in your dreams, but Naga couldn't think of any enemies he'd ever want to get to that point with.

Well… maybe later. In any case, Naga was now thoroughly looking forward to his dreams that night.

Passing by the library in front of the company, he saw Tabe Yui again.

The library seemed to be closing soon. The petite Yui was carrying a thick book, slowly walking along the side of the road, still wearing yesterday's sailor uniform. She was rather thin; from the side, her waist looked like it would break if you hugged her tightly. Her well-developed breasts and the curves of her hips that filled out the pleated skirt made her slender waist even more noticeable.

She was reading as she walked. Naga was a little curious. Judging by her appearance, she must be nearsighted by now; she probably wore contact lenses.

Her skin was so white it was almost unnatural for East Asians, radiant and translucent, giving Naga an urge to grab her arm and suck on it until it left red marks.

He was only a step and a half away, practically walking side-by-side. The pure, sweet fragrance of her flowing hair made Naga's heart race, and his blood rushed to his face. If… if he approached her, would she think he was a weirdo?

Actually, Yui's looks were somewhat inferior to Matsushima Kae's, probably on par with Shimokawa Miku, but Naga was unknowingly captivated by her quiet and gentle demeanor.

He lagged slightly behind, and beneath her flowing hair, glimpses of Yui's smooth, white neck occasionally flashed by. Staring at that jade-like skin, he suddenly felt a surge of nervousness.

Actually, compared to April 5th, his first day at work, wasn't his first encounter with Yui on April 4th more memorable? Naga felt a little helpless about his naive thoughts. It seemed this was what they called love at first sight, not as impossible as he had imagined.

"Um... is there something you need? You've been following me since we came out of the library. This is the girls' dormitory. You're not trying to say you're the new administrator, are you?" A clear and gentle voice snapped Naga back to reality.

He looked up and realized he had followed Yui all the way to the bottom of a girls' dormitory building.

Oh my god! He'd definitely be mistaken for a stalker or a pervert! Naga's face flushed crimson, his mind reeling. He stammered, "No... no, I... I... I'm..."

What a fool I am! Unable to think of any explanation, Naga cried out in his mind and ran away. All his beautiful fantasies shattered into glass shards after this embarrassing scene, scattering across his heavy heart.

(VII) "Hmm... this rounder one is Maeda Reiko. Uh... this is Kobayashi An, that's right, ah... it would be better without that mole, but she's still super pretty. Oh... super beauty, Fujibayashi Ami... even prettier than the magazine cover girl I saw yesterday."

After sending the compressed file package from the company computer to his email, and after dinner at home, Naga started looking at his colleagues' photos one by one on the computer screen, muttering to himself as he memorized the plain faces in their ID photos.

Compared to photos that could be easily edited with software, making them look like they had been altered by ninja magic, ID photos were more reliable.

His reason for this was that he wanted to get to know everyone as soon as possible to speed up the process of becoming familiar with them.

However, his real thought was to use these photos to strengthen his impressions so that he could smoothly infiltrate his target's dream. There were so many women in the company, even if he filtered out all the ones he didn't like, it would be enough for him to have a non-repeating dream about them for half a month.

He wasn't quite sure what kind of impact the dream would have on the person if he didn't kill them in the dream.

He was also a little afraid that if he used it improperly, he might lose the job he had worked so hard to get. Although his back ached from carrying printer paper all day, the salary after becoming a full-time employee was quite considerable, and there were all sorts of beautiful women to see. He couldn't possibly give all that up for a dream.

"Hmm... I might as well use those idol stars as an experiment." Naga opened an entertainment website and looked for information on some newly debuted gravure idols.

He didn't dare try the established actresses, so these newly debuted gravure idols who weren't getting much attention were the most suitable, especially swimsuit models. Regardless of their faces, their voluptuous breasts were real. Being able to experience the feeling of having sex with such a woman in a dream was something that made him feel happy just imagining it.

He locked his sights on a newcomer whose selling point was her large breasts, found a few covers and preview images of her photobooks, and judged from experience how much of her good figure and passable face was due to software editing, and then looked at them carefully.

Starting with the deep cleavage in the center of the swimsuit strap, Naga memorized every feature of this new actress. While the image was still vivid in his mind, he turned off the computer and crawled into bed.

Now that he knew that ejaculating in his dream wouldn't leave stains, his penis was finally freed from the toilet paper in his crotch.

Closing his eyes, Naga quickly drifted off to sleep. With a similar feeling of falling as the previous night, he abruptly opened his eyes.

It was indeed a dream perfectly matching his mood. He was in a large, soft, cloud-like bed. The surrounding decor looked like a high-end hotel he'd seen on TV. The surroundings were incredibly realistic. Suit jackets and trousers were scattered haphazardly on the plush carpet, and a briefcase was half-suspended on the armrest of a single sofa.

A beige long dress lay crumpled beside the bed, and nearby was a set of white lace lingerie. The underwear was also casually placed, and judging from the slightly yellowed stains and a curly hair at the bottom, it had probably been taken off recently.

On the bedside table lay an exquisitely crafted business card, with an alluring lip print in the lower right corner and the words "[Name of High-End Club]" faintly visible.

Looking at himself, he saw he was only wearing a towel, beneath which lay a strong, muscular body, almost identical to his appearance last night.

This time, however, there was a mirror. Naga glanced at himself, and the projected image perfectly reproduced a tall, strong man, though his features were blurred as if obscured by mist.

It seemed… his dream self didn't have a real appearance. This reassured Naga considerably.

The next question was, where was the woman? Just then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom; she was apparently doing her pre-coital preparations.

While the club's business card was somewhat unexpected, he wasn't too surprised, as some gravure idols did work part-time in such places. In fact, it made him even more eager to see the actress's body; someone who could secure a place in a members-only high-end club must have impressive skills in bed.

He opened his briefcase; inside was a neat stack of ten thousand yuan bills. It seemed there was no need for coercion. Tonight's dream would definitely revolve around prostitution.

This woman was taking her time washing up. Naga yawned boredly, picked up a business card from the table, and flipped it over to see what name the actress used.

The content on the back of the card gave Naga a real shock.

It wasn't the obviously fake name "Yumekawa Alice," but rather the photo of the person behind the name—not that cow-like actress with breasts almost bigger than her head, but Koga Yu, whose office was

right across from his! Koga Yu, with her short, ear-length hair, a dazed smile, and a slight blush when her eyes met his, like a girl next door! Although the Yu in the picture was wearing heavy makeup, he couldn't mistake her features. This was the colleague he'd identified as a potential suitor that afternoon, the one closest to him!

Did she do this as a side job? Or… or was this just a dream? No, no… this was just a dream of hers. But what he cared about was whether this dream was a reflection of her reality, or if he had simply dragged her into it.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.” A sweet, candy-like voice came from the open bathroom door.

A woman wrapped only in a towel bent over, wiping her bare white feet at the bathroom doorway before stepping in on the carpet. Seemingly confident in her natural beauty, Yu had taken a thorough shower, her hair wrapped in a towel, her flushed face still damp.

For a club customer, this innocent, girlish smile was definitely a selling point. Her slightly bewildered, naive expression was sure to be a favorite of some customers. To use Naga's current perspective, it felt like buying something not for sale. Even if she matured further, this air of a respectable woman would still give customers the illusion of an affair with a young, beautiful married woman.

Judging from the slope of the towel, Yu's bust size seemed to be below average; she must have been wearing a padded bra at work. However, her legs were beautifully shaped, and her small feet were delicate and adorable; her lower body was more attractive than her upper body.

"You staring like that makes me feel embarrassed..." Yu pursed her lips, her pink lips giving him the feeling of flower petals. Although she spoke words that suited her appearance, a subtle lewdness flickered in her moist eyes.

His lower abdomen began to tighten. Naga licked his dry lips and pushed aside the things that were in the way on the bed. He had never dealt with this type of woman before and had no idea what to say, so he simply lay down on the bed.

After removing the towel from her hair, her short hair fell naturally in curls, framing her face and making her slightly round face appear longer. Without untying her towel, Yu casually tossed her underwear and outerwear from the bed into a ball on the sofa, then climbed on top of Naga with a laugh, sitting on his calves with a "hey!" "Don't worry, I'll give you the most satisfying service tonight."

"Mmm," Naga mumbled, his attention already focused on the tuft of dark, shiny hair peeking out from her knees as she knelt on his lap.

His calves could clearly feel the sexy elasticity of her buttocks, and almost immediately, Naga's penis reacted.

"Wow..." Yu exclaimed, sounding somewhat surprised, her soft hands grasping his penis, a genuine yet feigned exclamation, "Your penis is amazing! Alice was worried it would tear."

Liar, her eyes were clearly filled with joy. It must be that the rich men she'd had before were all little worms; she hasn't been satisfied in a long time, has she? Naga thought to himself, swinging his legs from side to side, letting his thick, hairy skin rub against her buttocks.

"Don't you like talking?" Yu pouted, giving a deliberately coquettish expression. "Or are you angry with me?"

"Ahem," Naga cleared his throat. "No... I, I just don't have much patience."

He meant to express his growing desire to pin this woman down and thrust into her, but Yu interpreted it differently, giving him a seductive look and saying, "Alice didn't mean to take so long... I'll apologize to you, okay?"

As she spoke, she opened her towel, revealing her breasts, which, though not full, were very alluring. She bent down and began rubbing her soft breasts against his thighs.

Her nipples were soft, but quickly swelled and hardened as her leg hair rubbed against his breasts. Naga put his hands behind his head and looked down, seeing the bright, beautiful areolas at the top of the swaying white mounds.

"Yours is too big... If it touches my teeth, don't be angry with Alice." Yu licked her lips and opened her mouth to cover the huge glans.

"Mmm..." Naga couldn't help but groan, his back involuntarily arching upwards. As expected of a professional, her lips sucked and her tongue, like a mollusk, skillfully stimulated the sensitive area of the glans, the foreskin continuously licking the sensitive area.

Her fingers pulled the foreskin down, slightly tightening it at the base of the penis, the more engorged glans being quickly gripped and rubbed by her soft lips, her tongue lightly touching the urethral opening with each movement. After repeating this dozens of times, Yu's lips slid down the side of the penis, kissing the side of his groin. As her tongue moved along the groin, Naga felt a tingling, itchy sensation that made even his pores tingle.

Moving inward from the groin, Yu began to gently kiss his scrotum, the wrinkled foreskin immediately tightening. She then licked down the taut central vein, her tongue pressing against the sensitive perineum, gently rotating.

"Oh...so good..." Naga groaned in pleasure, the penis swelling even more in her smooth palm.

“Lift it up a bit, okay? There’s something even more comfortable…” Yu hooked his knees and pushed them up. He hugged his knees with both hands, lifting his hips up into a strange position, like a woman waiting to be penetrated.

“Mmm, that’s it… Alice is apologizing for her procrastination…” Holding his buttocks, Yu buried her face between his thighs, gently licking his perineum twice before slowly sliding her tongue towards his anus. The

wet, slippery touch of her tongue caused a tingling sensation to spread from the sphincter area. Naga gripped the back of his legs, enjoying the pleasure of his dirty anus being kissed by a beautiful office lady. Then, a strange comfort came from the center of his sphincter as the soft yet powerful tongue tip pushed directly into his anus.

“Oh… good… so good…” Naga was so comfortable that his arms trembled slightly. His anus was being stirred by the tongue, accompanied by a tingling, intense, tingling pleasure similar to that of ejaculation, which climbed up his spine to every part of his body.

As her tongue played with his anus, Yu quickened her movements, stroking his penis. The pleasure from her warm, slippery fingers was a hundred times stronger than when he masturbated.

"Ugh—no…no! I'm going to come! I'm…I'm coming!" The urge to ejaculate was incredibly intense. Naga growled, his muscles tensing, his glans swelling to its limit.

"Mmm…mmm…" Yu quickly lifted her head, opening her red lips to take his penis into her mouth. As she moved back and forth rapidly, soft moans escaped her nose, making the man weak with pleasure.

Can…I ejaculate in your mouth? Naga's patience reached its limit. Seeing that Yu showed no intention of spitting it out, he felt a surge of satisfaction. His penis throbbed violently in her lips.

As he ejaculated, Yu continued to stimulate the frenulum beneath his glans with her tongue, while her other hand rubbed his anus. This uninterrupted stimulation made Naga's orgasm feel like he was ascending to heaven. His penis was convulsing until he couldn't ejaculate anymore, yet waves of pleasure still lingered.

"Chirp." When Yu pulled her lips away from his penis, she made a sound like a kiss. She flicked the white fluid from the corner of her mouth with her fingers and swallowed it with a gulp.

"You're so annoying... You knew I was going to swallow it, yet you still came out so much." She lay on his stomach coquettishly, rubbing her cheek against his semi-erect penis. "Mmm... It feels like you drank several mouthfuls. You must have been holding it in for a long time, right?"

"Well... not really, I'm just naturally like this." As if showing off his abilities, Naga deliberately flexed his muscles, causing his penis, which was not yet fully softened but was already hardening again, to rise twice, hitting Yu's face.

"Eh... Don't you need to rest?" Yu circled the base of his penis with her fingers. She had probably never seen a man recover so quickly without her help.

"No, my energy has always been this abundant." Naga proudly let his penis bounce in Yu's palm, reaching one hand to her buttocks and stroking her still slightly damp, smooth buttocks.

"Oh...you're really amazing. Your wife must be very lucky." Yu kissed his penis twice from the side, then started kissing Naga's body from his lower abdomen upwards.

It was the first time he had ever experienced the feeling of a woman's soft lips and tongue caressing his skin. He hummed comfortably, stretching his body and storing the slightly itchy and sour pleasure in his memory. Yu

climbed all the way to Naga's chest and gently sucked on one of his nipples, pinching it between his lips and circling it with his tongue.

The tingling sensation made Naga straighten his back, and the base of his penis involuntarily tightened, the glans swelling twice in the web of Yu's hand.

"Can't hold back anymore...it's gotten even bigger again." With moist eyes, the naked woman with a pure appearance and seductive manner raised her leg high, straddling his waist, and lay on top of him, licking and kissing his Adam's apple. Her full mons pubis pressed against his erect penis, moaning as she rubbed back and forth.

She wanted it too. Naga could feel it; after the glans brushed against the rough, hairy area, he clearly felt a soft, moist patch of tender flesh at the base. He panted, pinching her soft yet firm nipples. "Come on, you're wet too."

"Mmm... Alice wants your big cock too." Yu deliberately repeated the fabricated name, as if only this could make her feel at ease in this dream. She twisted her waist, straightened her upper body, raised her hips, and reached down, grasping the penis and aiming it at that wonderful, honey-filled vulva.

"Uh... Yours... is a bit big." Her fair belly tightened, her hips sank a few inches down, then hovered in the air, as if her vagina still needed to adjust to the size that made her feel swollen and painful.

But Naga couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed the sexy indentation on her waist with both hands and pulled down forcefully. The penis immediately pierced deep into a warm, slippery cavity, the glans pressing against the tender flower core, and a pleasurable current immediately flowed through her body.

"Ahhh...so big..." Yu let out a slightly exaggerated moan, arching her back and placing her hands on his knees to squat and control the length of his penis inside her.

"Um...please don't push upwards." Yu said, struggling to move her hips up and down, exhaling, "Doing it like that will...will damage my uterus."

Yu's vagina was short and covered with folds, which, with sufficient lubrication, could bring men both psychological and physiological satisfaction. Hearing her say that, Naga thrust his hips upwards even more forcefully, filling her blooming red flower again and again.

"Huff...huff...no...don't be so intense, my waist...is going to be weak. Mmm..." The thick penis churned inside her, and Yu happily squinted her eyes, rotating her hips like a belly dancer, enjoying herself while also showing off her skills.

With the contractions inside her honeypot, this rotating, welcoming method indeed made Naga even more excited. Somewhat unsatisfied with such strenuous upward thrusting, he simply sat up, pulling her body back down and pinning her beneath him. His hands around her shoulders, he began to thrust fiercely towards her center.

"Ah! Ah... umm... gentle... gentler. It's so full..." Her rounded calves hooked around Naga's back, Yu raised her hips, her head dangling over the edge of the bed, her half-wet hair swaying back and forth with the sounds of flesh colliding.

Knowing from that violent dream that he possessed almost limitless energy, Naga confidently made no attempt to restrain himself, directly straddling the woman's soft, fragrant body and beginning his next ejaculation thrust.

"Um... umm... ahhh—" Yu's eyes became even more moist and bright, her almost entirely unfiltered, wanton moans flowing freely. Her vagina, already wet from the penetration of his penis, began to make soft, squelching sounds.

"Guest...guest, you're so amazing...Alice...Alice can't take it anymore, I'm...I'm going to come...I'm coming...ahhh..." Before Naga could ejaculate, Yu reached her climax first. She excitedly raised her upper body and kissed Naga's shoulders and chest, trembling as she hugged the man's strong body tightly.

"Oh...I...I'm going to cum too!" Naga struggled to move his penis in Yu's embrace, the signal of pleasure instantly transmitted from the head of his penis back to the back of his head.

Yu happily clung to him, carelessly pulling her legs closer together, almost as if she wanted to stuff herself into the man's body, "Don't worry...Cum...Cum inside. I...I took the pill."

Hearing the woman's lewd panting as she said such a sentence, Naga felt a convulsion all over his body. Then, the accumulated desire began to erupt violently. He roared and pressed down on Yu's sweaty breasts, kneading the cool, soft flesh, until he finished ejaculating, then collapsed on top of her as if exhausted.

"Ah...ah...Alice...Alice's had an orgasm too. You're amazing, sir, I haven't felt this good in ages..." Yu lovingly stroked Naga's hair, her soft feet rubbing against his buttocks. "My stomach feels warm, like it's filled up by you...ah, it feels like a dream..."

"Tsk... Looks like you're pretty smart, knowing you're dreaming." Naga thought to himself with a touch of wicked amusement.

Rubbing his cheek against her erect nipple, Naga quickly felt lust descend upon the base of his penis again, his penis, not yet fully free from the slippery honey pot, shifting back to full erection.

Yu's eyes widened in surprise, feeling the strange sensation of her body gradually filling, expanding, and swelling. "Um... you... you want it again?"

"That's right. Come on, baby!" Naga completely let go, speaking lightly, picking up Yu's naked body and rolling her to the center of the bed.

Anyway, the longer this kind of dream lasts, the better. Even if it lasts ten thousand years, reality won't last more than one night.

(VIII) When Naga woke up in the morning, his body felt subtly exhausted. He unbuckled his pajama belt, and his limp penis was still the same as usual, but when he touched it, he clearly felt the fatigue in his entire lower body. It was

as if the dozen or so intense and satisfying sexual encounters in his dream last night had actually happened.

Compared to this wonderful pleasure, losing the ability to freely choose one's dreams became less important. Perhaps it was the price God took away.

Despite feeling listless, Naga didn't dare to slack off on his first official day at work. He hastily ate a couple of bites of breakfast. There was a cheap restaurant downstairs that was only open to employees, and as a full-time employee, he would receive a substantial lunch allowance each month, so he naturally didn't need a bento box anymore.

During the forty minutes on the subway, Naga vaguely recalled last night's dream, cautiously guessing whether Koga Yu's identity was only like that in the dream, or if she was doing that kind of secret part-time job in reality. According to company rules, doing part-time work privately was a serious violation of discipline, and dismissal was almost certain. Thinking about it that way, she shouldn't be that bold.

Time always flies when you're lost in thought, and when his mind was completely clear, Naga was already sitting at his desk.

He was considered to have arrived relatively early; it wasn't until a few minutes before the start of work that the company gradually became lively.

However, even after nearly half an hour of work, Koga Yu, who was sitting opposite him, still hadn't appeared.

When Shimokawa Miku came over to give instructions, he casually asked, "Shimokawa-senpai, did Koga-senpai take the day off today?"

He was actually a little scared; if Yu also turned into Nami, the side effects of this ability would be too great. Although he was quite satisfied with the feeling of controlling everything in the other person's dreams, he didn't want to devour every beautiful woman's dream and create empty shells.

"Ah...she called this morning to ask for leave. She said she wasn't feeling well and needed to rest for half a day. She still has time off this month, so it won't be a problem to use it up." Miku replied casually, then smiled mischievously, "What? You've got your eye on that innocent little beauty? You have good taste..." She leaned closer mysteriously and whispered, "Then you'll have to work harder. Koga seems easy to talk to, but no man has ever successfully

asked her out. If you ask me, you should find someone easier to pursue." "Uh...like what?" Thinking it wouldn't hurt to gather some information, Naga followed up with the question.

"Seto Asaka from the finance department is pretty good. She's always with that lecherous old section chief, she must really like young men like you."

Hmm...that girl who doesn't even dare to greet him? Naga mentally sketched out Seto Asaka's delicate features—a slender, petite woman who easily evoked a man's protective instincts. She was slim, and her face alone was pleasing to the eye, but her breasts and hips made him worry that touching them might feel like abusing a young girl.

"What about Maeda Reiko? The number one beauty in the General Affairs Department! She's very kind, and even if she doesn't like you, she won't refuse if you ask her out for dinner, and she'll even split the bill. Isn't that great?"

Naga glanced at Miku suspiciously, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "You seem a bit too enthusiastic…senpai."

Miku paused, chuckled dryly, and stood up, clutching her folder. "No… I'm just genuinely happy to help. Remember to be grateful, and if it works out, you have to treat me to dinner as compensation. I'm going to get busy…" With an unyielding smile, the "enthusiastic" senpai jogged down the corridor to the HR department. The fact

that the HR department was separate from the manager's office was enough to demonstrate Kuroki Keiko's status in the company. The top five beauties in the company, except for Kae at the reception desk, all work in the HR department, which more or less confirms Miku's statement.

What a pity… Imagining the dignified and aloof Department Head Kuroki's mature body encased in a suit, Naga couldn't help but lick his lips. Why would such a woman be a lesbian? What a waste…

After finishing his work, during a short break, Naga couldn't help but reminisce about last night's dream. He unconsciously reached into his pocket, as if a voice inside him was telling him there was something there.

He felt a card, stiff and hard, the size of a business card.

He suddenly felt his heart race. Could it be……

Pulling open half of his suit jacket to cover his chest, Naga carefully pulled out half of it. Sure enough, it was the business card he saw in his dream last night!

Bearing the name Yumekawa Alice, Koga Yu's meticulously made-up, radiant face smiled at him from the shadows of the suit.

So… things from his dreams could actually be brought into reality! Naga excitedly put the card away, imagining the wonderful prospect of pulling out a huge pile of banknotes from his pocket in the future. Sure

enough… life has changed dramatically without him even realizing it. Naga gratefully thanked the unknown god in his heart, eagerly fantasizing about all sorts of possibilities for the future during this rare moment of rest. 【 [pos] Yinqi Chao: Dream Eater 】 2 **************** ... Taking advantage of a break in the queue, he secretly glanced at the name tag of the girl next to him. It was a school badge arranged in an artistic font, and it took him a while to figure out the school's name by combining it with the conversation between the girls next to him. Private Yuzu High School... a rather awkward name, it sounded like an elite school, where the parents were all wealthy. So... Tabe Yui must also be someone's daughter, Naga thought, eating his food with a bit of dejection. No wonder she had such a good temperament and charm, it's a pity... it seems that he and she are not a good match in terms of age or family background. Just as he was making up his mind to forget about her, he realized that the beautiful girl in his mind was sitting not far ahead, eating rice alone, looking a little lonely. It was Tabe Yui, she didn't seem to have any friends around her, although she had chosen a very lively long table, there was no one beside her. Her eyes were focused on the book next to her food, and her expression was clearly a symbol of loneliness to Naga. He hesitated until she had almost finished eating her food before he mustered up the courage to walk over. "Uh...what a coincidence." He stammered as he finally got the conversation started.

Yui looked up, frowned, and stared at him in surprise. "Ah...it's that strange man from yesterday." She covered her cherry-red lips with her small, white hand and whispered, "You...you wouldn't really..."

Realizing she had misunderstood, Naga quickly raised the name tag on his left breast and shook it, explaining, "No, I'm really not a stalker

. I work here." Yui blinked her large, clear eyes, looking a little confused. "Hmm...that's quite a coincidence."

"Yes, yes, I just wanted to explain. Yesterday...yesterday was really just a misunderstanding." He tried to sound sincere, unconsciously saying, "Please believe me, Ms. Tabe."

"Huh..." Yui looked at him curiously. "How do you know my name?"

Looking into her unfathomable dark eyes, Naga suddenly felt dizzy, and a huge sense of defeat made his words choke in his throat.

*I'm a pervert who peeks at your library card!* He screamed inwardly, not even finishing his meal, and ran towards the elevator, ending yet another awkward conversation.

If failure is the mother of success, then if he wants to pursue Tabe Yui, it's predictable that he'll ultimately succeed as a happy child loved by many mothers.

Sigh...

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