[A trip to another dimension with a cute policewoman] 1

Night fell, enveloping this metropolis on the southern border of China, a city rife with materialism
. A cacophony of noise permeated the air.
Jin Du Nightclub, perhaps not as famous as Beijing's Heaven on Earth or Shanghai's opulent Golden
Palace, was undoubtedly one of the city's premier nightclubs. Its outward appearance didn't
distinguish it from other renowned entertainment venues; situated on Shannan Avenue's bar street, it was unassuming and understated.
It was nearing midnight, and the disco on the first floor of Jin Du was packed with
people, a surging, throng of faces. A foreign DJ at the bar rapped a series of energetic notes, his seemingly magical
hands skillfully blending powerful, mountain-like heavy metal music. Under the bizarre lights,
on the raised pillars surrounding the dance floor, lead dancers in white halter-neck miniskirts swayed their alluring bodies with infectious energy
. Groups of scantily clad men and women writhed wildly on the dance floor, their youthful bodies twisting and turning.
In an extremely luxurious private box on the second floor, Wang Xiaohu watched through the floor-to-ceiling windows as
the men and women below, seemingly in a final, apocalyptic frenzy, reveled. A sinister smile crept across his chubby, wicked face. Having just taken
"Happy Number One," Wang Xiaohu felt his body becoming increasingly light, a restless flame
igniting within him. Gradually, wonderful sensations began to spread, the noisy crowd around him slowly quieted down, as if he were
floating on clouds, the wind gently caressing him, every cell in his body pulsating with joy.
The drug's effects were hitting his head, and Wang Xiaohu, feeling incredibly comfortable, was a little unsteady on his feet
. As was his usual habit, he would seek out a woman for sex at times like this, the enhanced sexual pleasure from the drug being far more intense than normal. He swayed
and turned, walking over to a waitress dressed in a bunny costume, and pounced on her.
The waitress, who had just put down her fruit platter, caught a glimpse of a fat figure lunging at her out of the corner of her eye, screamed in fright
, and hurriedly dodged to the side. Wang Xiaohu missed his target, crashing headfirst into the soft sofa, eliciting
a burst of laughter from those around him. He groaned in annoyance, seemingly unable to control his over-excited nerves;
his attempts to get up resembled those of a clumsy, bloated penguin.
The other five men and eight women in the private room glanced at him with amusement, seemingly used to it all; those playing dice
continued playing, those flirting continued their banter as if no one else was around. The middle-aged man with a prosperous-looking face stopped
his high-pitched singing, put down the microphone, and said to the thin, horse-faced man beside him, "Look
, that idiot is clowning around again, haha, so funny." He glanced sideways at Wang Xiaohu's fat figure, who had once again missed his target
, and snickered from his large nostrils.
The panicked bunny girl had clearly never experienced anything like this before, and she didn't realize that her evasion only fueled
the man's desire to conquer her.
Just as she was about to run out the door, the fat man behind her suddenly unleashed an astonishing leaping power,
covering the three-meter distance with a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey, and grabbed the bunny girl.
"Ah! No!"
Wang Xiaohu ignored the pleas for mercy from his struggling prey, pinned the bunny girl against the door, and stretched
out his powerful hands, wantonly kneading the woman's full, swollen breasts.
"Brother Chao, that's all the kid's hobbies, haha!" The horse-faced man glanced at
Wang Xiaohu, who was busy having fun, and turned to the middle-aged man.
"Qiang, keep an eye on him next time you go out." The man called Brother Chao instructed the horse-faced man
, then turned back to the girl in a school uniform next to him and continued to sing at the top of his lungs.
"Yes, Brother Chao!" The horse-faced man called Qiang nodded in response, glanced at Wang Xiaohu, then shook his head,
took a pack of cigarettes from the table, took one out, and the pretty, flamboyant young girl next to him quickly lit
it.
In another private room not far from this one, everyone was staring intently at the footage transmitted from the newly installed camera
, which showed Brother Chao and his group.
"Captain Liu, what do we do? Xiaoxin is in danger!" The young man with the buzz cut anxiously watched the screen,
his finger pointing at the bunny girl being held tightly by Wang Xiaohu, her bright eyes now brimming with
tears.
The man called Captain Liu was a tall, middle-aged man, his resolute face showing no emotion. His lips
twitched slightly, and he coldly uttered a single word: "Wait!"
Upon hearing this, the young man with the buzz cut's eyes widened, his fists clenched tightly, the knuckles showing white muscles
. He moved his lips a few times, but ultimately said nothing, simply turning away angrily, refusing to look at
the screen again. Everyone else, except Captain Liu, also turned away indignantly.
Captain Liu silently watched everything on the screen. Even the technician, Xiao Gang, couldn't bear to watch the impending
scene and shifted his gaze elsewhere. No one noticed that Captain Liu's clasped arms were twitching slightly
. As a qualified national security captain, calm judgment and sharp thinking were essential
qualities.
However, when misfortune befell his comrades, few could control their emotions,
and a moment of impulsiveness often ruined everything hard-won. As a leader, he had long since lost the privilege of acting impulsively. Three 　　young comrades
had already sacrificed their lives to eradicate this transnational drug trafficking group that seriously threatened social stability . 　　 The entire city of Jindu, and even the three surrounding cities, were waiting for his signal to swiftly 　　eliminate this social cancer. Therefore, he had to wait. 　　 Captain Liu took a deep breath, his clasped arms stopped trembling slightly, but his sharp eyes 　　became even colder. 　　 "No, please...please let me go." 　　 A familiar voice rang out in the background, the once sweet voice now tinged with inexplicable terror. 　　It pierced Liu's heart like a needle. He clearly remembered the cheerful, lively, and beautiful girl 　　standing before him, her youthful energy as comforting as a spring breeze, fresh out of the National Defense University. 　　 "Don't be afraid, I...I will...make you feel like you're in heaven, hehehehe!" The obese man seemed excited.

She could barely speak, yet his large hands suddenly ripped her up, lifting a corner of her white skirt to reveal
a section of her tender, white buttocks, like a snow-white lotus root, and the black fishnet stockings that had been forcibly torn off.
"I...I'm getting my period," Lin Yuxin stammered, her panicked eyes unfocused, staring blankly at the pointed
leather boots at her feet.
"Hehehe, I like blood!"
A fat face reached up to her neck and shoulders, nuzzling and sniffing like a pig. Lin Yuxin tightly pressed her lower lip together, refusing
to utter a weak plea, but tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. From
the physical contact, she knew the man behind her was shoving his filthy genitals between her legs.
When the hot, cylindrical object rubbed against her tender inner thighs, Lin Yuxin finally let out a weak sigh. The overwhelming feeling of rejection sent
shivers down her spine.
The man seemed to be insatiable with desire, forcefully and even roughly spreading her legs. A large hand groped
her shameful private parts, prying open the entrance to her secret passage without any foreplay. Then, a large, round sphere
pressed down on her. Lin Yuxin sensed what was about to happen. She knew that a simple elbow
strike would easily knock the man behind her down, but she had to control her trembling body.
With a mournful groan, Captain Liu closed his eyes in pain.
Wang Xiaohu felt incredibly good. In a dreamlike state, he rode the beautiful fairy,
riding happily on the clouds. His initial struggles, under the coercion of violence, slowly turned into submission. Heh, fairies are meant to be
ridden.
Lin Yuxin's heart was numb. Physical scars eventually heal, but emotional wounds are difficult
to heal. She didn't know when she stopped struggling. Perhaps futile resistance only intensified
the beast's pleasure behind her.
The man's heavy, cigarette-scented breathing made Lin Yuxin feel nauseous. This was
even more repulsive than the hot penis constantly entering and exiting her vagina. The thought of this man's foul air entering her lungs,
spreading into her bloodstream, and merging with her cells—just imagining it drove Lin Yuxin to the brink of
madness.
Wang Xiaohu, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice anything amiss. Subconsciously, he knew he was raping
a woman. His erect penis felt incredibly pleasurable being enveloped by the hot vaginal canal. His engorged glans remained poised to
ejaculate. Normally, he wouldn't be able to exert himself so forcefully at this point, but the drugs
amplified his sexual pleasure several times over. Even under intense friction, he didn't have to worry about losing control and ejaculating.
Wang Xiaohu thrust his lower body repeatedly, slamming against that incredibly elastic, upturned buttocks, seeking the soul-stirring
pleasure. In a daze, he saw his penis stained a vivid, crimson red, his consciousness
momentarily halting, but his gaze was drawn back to the occasional glimpse of snow-white buttocks revealed by the fluttering hem of her skirt.
So white! he exclaimed inwardly, a tingling current suddenly coursing through his body. His glans, brimming with pleasure,
was on the verge of collapse. He roared, frantically thrusting his hips.
Soon, a sudden, overwhelming climax washed over him. Wang Xiaohu's obese body shuddered violently, his wide-open
mouth emitting a series of strange moans squeezed from his throat.
Lin Yuxin tensed her body, her eyes burning with hatred. From each tremor of the man,
she could clearly feel the scalding heat pouring onto her precious cervix.
After a long while, feeling the beast behind her withdraw with satisfaction, Lin Yuxin slowly turned her face.
She wanted to remember that face, but all she saw was Wang Xiaohu's clumsy, fat back. This
man, who had just brought her lifelong shame, was now staggering into the frenzied crowd.
After taking one last, deep look at that figure, Lin Yuxin pulled the doorknob and staggered away from this
place filled with sin.

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