Hypnotizing the Cross-dressing Enemy

Crossdressing, foot fetish, please do not enter if you
are not into this. "I didn't bring my homework!" Zhao Xiaoyi said to Wen Jin, the class representative for Chinese,
a .
"Hmph, if you didn't bring it, you didn't do it." Wen Jin was used to this kind of excuse from bad students. Without looking up, he was about to
write down the names of those who hadn't handed in their homework. "Then you didn't do yesterday's homework!" He turned to leave, not wanting to say
another word .
"Did Hei Zi, Yang Xu, and the others hand it in?" Zhao Xiaoyi was a little flustered. He wasn't really a
troublemaker . He was afraid that the homeroom teacher would find out that he hadn't handed in his homework. Because at this point in junior high,
being naughty could get you "sent home" by the teacher. Nobody wanted a troublemaker in the class to affect the grades of the good students.
He turned to look at Hei Zi in the back row. Hei Zi and Yang Xu shrugged, grinning strangely. "I did it, you didn't,
did you? Haha."
At this moment, the attention of Chen Yu, the class beauty in the front row, was also drawn. Zhao Xiaoyi was in a dilemma. She was
the girl he had always secretly admired. "If I lose in front of this pretty boy, wouldn't I lose
face in front of Chen Yu!" Zhao Xiaoyi thought to himself.
"You didn't do it, you didn't bring it! Can't you understand human language?" Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly changed his tune and shouted loudly in a voice that could be heard by
the whole class.
At this moment, all eyes in the class were on Zhao Xiaoyi and Wen Jin. Zhao Xiaoyi watched as Chen Yu's
gaze wandered between him and Wen Jin. Hei Zi also walked up behind him, putting his hand on his shoulder as if
to cheer him on. He, who had been a little guilty and never dared to confront good students, only daring to follow behind Hei Zi and other real
delinquents to show off, now seemed to have endless energy.
"You pretty boy, you sissy, aren't you just the teacher's dog? What right do you have to talk to me like that!" Zhao Xiaoyi
roared.
Wen Jin was stunned. He never expected that Zhao Xiaoyi, who was usually timid and cowardly and only dared to
yell would publicly humiliate him. He was just urging him to hand in his homework. Whether he did it or not was his future
, what did it have to do with him? Feeling the gloating, amused, or sympathetic looks from his classmates, his nose stung
, and tears welled up in his eyes. He silently tidied up the pile of homework, slammed it down on his seat, and
fled the classroom.
Zhao Xiaoyi swore he had definitely seen Wen Jin cry. He had actually made a boy cry by scolding him, and he was
quite smug. He was about to mock Wen Jin with Hei Zi.
"Hey! Wait for me! Why bother with someone like that!" Chen Yu called out as she chased after him.
Zhao Xiaoyi's joy at winning the argument vanished instantly. He clenched his fists. "What do you mean by 'that kind of person'?
What kind of people are you? So what if you get good grades? What good are you? Who knows who'll be afraid of whom in the future?"
On Friday after school, Zhao Xiaoyi and Wen Jin were supposed to clean the classroom. Of course, Zhao Xiaoyi wasn't going to stay
and clean, especially not with Wen Jin, whom he didn't get along with.
Hei Zi and his friends had invited him to go online, and he was about to grab his backpack and run away.
Wen Jin, panting and struggling to carry water, wasn't about to let him off the hook. "If you run away,
I'll tell Teacher Wang next week that you didn't hand in your homework and you didn't clean!"
Hei Zi was using Teacher Wang to pressure him again. Zhao Xiaoyi hated Wen Jin intensely. He quickly walked up to Wen Jin, and the two
stared at each other face to face. This was a trick Hei Zi had taught him: intimidate the other person with your eyes before a fight, and you'll
gain the upper hand in terms of momentum.
Wen Jin was about 170cm tall, slightly taller than Zhao Xiaoyi, who was 167cm. Observing her up close, Zhao Xiaoyi
noticed how fair-skinned Wen Jin was, how pretty her face was, and how long her neck was, like a proud little swan. A
white jade pendant adorned her delicate collarbone with a red string. Zhao Xiaoyi couldn't help but compare her to Chen Yu, the class beauty,
and his gaze shifted from initial anger and threat to a strange scrutiny.
Wen Jin clearly had no experience with eye contact like this; her face flushed slightly, and she turned her head away from Zhao Xiaoyi,
coldly saying, "You should know Teacher Wang's methods. If you try to fight, you'll definitely be sent home!"
Knowing Teacher Wang's power, Zhao Xiaoyi slammed his backpack down and could only grab a broom and start sweeping haphazardly.
However, when he finished cleaning his part, he found that Wen Jin had already left. He was furious. "Damn
it , that sissy makes me lose face several times a day. Don't fall into my hands, or you'll be in big trouble!"
On the weekend, Zhao Xiaoyi was browsing Bilibili out of boredom. He saw a
video uploaded by an up-loader recording the local comic convention yesterday. As usual, he first clicked on the comment section and found that many comments were marked with a time.
"I'm in love with this girl! Please give me her contact information~"
"This girl is so pretty, she would cry for a long time if I punched her."
"That's enough Bilibili for today, let's open Pixiv!"
"Can't afford an A-cup!"
Zhao Xiaoyi clicked on the video. A tall girl in a red Hanfu ruqun appeared on the screen. Her long hair reached her waist.
Even with light makeup, she was still stunning among a group of heavily made-up cosplayers. Not only was she tall, but
her face was also extremely outstanding. Leaning on her sword, she danced with lightning speed before the camera
,
her movements fluid and graceful—a backbend, a thrust, a turn, a slash—clearly demonstrating some martial arts or dance background. The downward swing of her sword, especially the turn, was particularly striking; her black hair danced with the movement, her eyes sharp and her actions elegant, drawing applause and praise from the photographers and other cosplayers present.
After completing this move, the girl scratched her head, her previous sharpness and elegance vanishing instantly, replaced by
a somewhat , and her eyes transformed into innocent doe-like gazes. The camera zoomed in, the uploader seemingly intending to interview her, but she
waved her hand, as if unwilling to utter a single word.
Zhao Xiaoyi paused the video the moment the
girl an overwhelming sense of familiarity with her. Seeing her bend down to reveal the white Guanyin jade pendant around her neck, he was certain: it was Wen
Jin!
"Damn, I always thought he was ridiculously handsome, but I never expected him to be so stunning in women's clothing. Those idol girls,
like Rocket Girls 101, are nothing compared to him. But even in women's clothing, he's still so arrogant. I really want to fuck him until he
begs for mercy !"
Then, an opportunity that he thought would never come appeared that night. Zhao
Xiaoyi, who was at an internet cafe, saw various date rape drugs and contact information written on the bathroom wall. Normally, he wouldn't believe in them and wouldn't need them.
An evil thought surfaced in his mind. He returned to his seat and asked Yang Xu next to him, "You said those date rape drugs are real..."
"Is it really that effective? Can it make people obey your every command?"
"What's wrong? You want it? I've actually heard of it. My cousin at vocational school sells it. It
must , otherwise so many people wouldn't fall for it." Yang Xu typed on his keyboard
. "But it's not cheap. If you want it, I can ask. By the way, what do you need it for?"
"You can ask your brother to buy it for me. Money is no object." As soon as Zhao Xiaoyi heard there was a way, he didn't care about anything else
. If the money he had saved could really buy this kind of drug, it would definitely be worth it.
On Friday, it was Zhao Xiaoyi and Wen Jin's turn to clean. After Wen Jin finished mopping her part of the floor, she glanced
at Zhao Xiaoyi, who was sitting in his seat without moving, and felt even more disgusted. She snorted and picked up her
schoolbag to leave the classroom.
"Now!" Zhao Xiaoyi got up and chased after her to the classroom door. "Wait a minute before we go."
Wen Jin turned her head away with a look of disgust. "Pfft—" A sudden burst of white spray hit her face. "You..."
She didn't finish her sentence before collapsing like a lump of mud. Hei Zi and Yang Xu, who had been lingering at the door,
were already poised to help. They quickly stepped forward and helped Wen Jin back to the classroom.
Wen Jin slumped to the ground, his eyes half-closed, his breathing steady. Zhao Xiaoyi wanted to test whether the drug really had the effect of
making someone obey orders , so he first asked, "Who are you? Who am I?"
Wen Jin replied, "I am Wen Jin, you are...you are...I don't remember your name."
"Hahaha, damn, amazing!" Hei Zi and Yang Xu laughed loudly from the side. Yang Xu said, "Xiaoyi
, you're something else. You treat others as enemies, and they don't even remember your name. There's no greater insult than this!"
Zhao Xiaoyi was also furious and humiliated. He delivered a hard right hook to Wen Jin's abdomen. Wen Jin groaned.
As soon as he threw the punch, Zhao Xiaoyi regretted it. He wondered if such a strong movement would wake him from his hypnotic state.
Wen Jin arched his back, clutching his abdomen, and murmured in pain. After he made no other movements, Zhao Xiaoyi and the others relaxed
. The drug was indeed working. Now they could do whatever they wanted with him.
"Hey, I said, are you fucking looking down on us? Huh?" Zhao Xiaoyi grabbed Wen Jin's hair, forcing him
to look at him. However, Wen Jin's lifeless eyes remained unfocused.
Wen Jin said, "I just think your self-destructive behavior is childish~".
The group, hit where it hurt, took turns punching Wen Jin's abdomen and ribs several times. Hei Zi even slapped
Wen Jin's butt a few times, avoiding his face in case it became evidence later.
Hei Zi exclaimed in surprise, "Damn, this sissy is skinny, but his butt feels really good. Not much meat, but
very elastic!" He then gave it a hard squeeze. The group took turns squeezing his butt a few times. Yang Xu commented
that it felt much better than the woman he'd been with at the hair salon last time.
"Have you ever dressed as a woman? Were you a cosplayer in women's clothing at the last anime convention?" Zhao Xiaoyi seized the opportunity to ask
the question that had been on his mind.
"Yeah," Wen Jin answered without hesitation.
Hei Zi and Yang Xu had no idea about the cross-dressing thing. They thought they were just there to support Zhao Xiaoyi,
teach Wen Jin a lesson, and also teach the kid a lesson themselves, since he was always hanging out with the class beauty.
"Do you have a JK uniform?" Zhao Xiaoyi asked.
"Yes, at home," Wen Jin replied.
"Is anyone home?" Zhao Xiaoyi pressed
. "No, my dad went out to work," Wen Jin said.
"What about your mom?" Hei Zi asked.
"...My mom...my mom disappeared when I was little," Wen Jin answered, his eyes showing
hesitation and pain.
"Let's go to his house, make him change into women's clothes, and we'll give him a good beating!" Zhao Xiaoyi pointed to his phone
camera .
"Damn! Bro, you have some weird tastes!" Hei Zi exclaimed in surprise.
"You didn't plan this all along, did you?" Yang Xu pondered.
"Yeah, I'll show you a video, you're sure to be tempted," Zhao Xiaoyi opened the video of the anime convention.
"Let's go!" Hei Zi immediately said he had to go.
Wenjin's apartment was a small, old one-bedroom apartment. Zhao Xiaoyi told Wenjin to change into a JK uniform, and Wenjin obediently went into
the room, even locking the door behind her. When she came out again, the two who had previously mocked Zhao Xiaoyi's sexual orientation and preferences
were stunned by Wenjin's appearance in women's clothing.
Her shoulder-length hair was casually tied into a bun, revealing a smooth forehead. Her almond-shaped eyes were half-open, half-closed, with a dreamy
and alluring . The top two buttons of her white blouse were undone, and her porcelain-like neck was long and snow-white.
Below that were a pair of straight and incredibly long legs.
The skin between her gray pleated skirt and cotton socks was so smooth that no pores were visible. Unlike the typical JK uniform look of Japanese girls, Wenjin's legs were even longer and
straighter.
She wore a pair of small leather shoes and black mid-calf cotton socks. Wenjin stood quietly and expressionlessly in front of
the three of them .
The three dragged him into the room. Zhao Xiaoyi immediately ordered Wen Jin to lie down and spread his legs. Wen Jin, who had previously
been obedient , now showed some reluctance and struggle.
Hei Zi and Yang Xu each grabbed one leg and separated them. Hei Zi stroked Wen Jin's slender, smooth
calves . Since they were already separated, he decided to spread them even wider, continuing to stretch them to the side
. Yang Xu, holding the other leg, understood Hei Zi's intention and continued to stretch to the right. Surprisingly, there wasn't much resistance; it seemed the
kid was quite flexible. They stretched him into a horizontal split. Zhao Xiaoyi looked at Wen Jin's expression; his half-open
eyes showed a hint of pain. Seeing no sign of waking up, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Hei Zi said, "Don't worry. Even if this kid wakes up now, what can he do? Do you think the three of us
can't handle him?" At this moment, Wen Jin's dark pleated skirt had been pulled up by his thighs, completely
exposing his white underwear, which disappointed Zhao Xiaoyi and the others. It was just a pair of ordinary white men's boxer shorts.
Meanwhile, Hei Zi couldn't resist groping Wen Jin's calves. His skin felt wonderful; there was no
long, dark leg hair, only barely visible fine down. The smooth texture of the fine pores made Hei
Zi marvel. He pulled Wen Jin's mid-calf cotton socks down to his ankles. His ankle bones were as smooth as exquisite porcelain,
easily encircled by one hand. The ligaments in his heels were equally slender. As a seasoned foot fetishist, Hei Zi
had completely forgotten that Wen Jin was a boy. Excluding Wen Jin's left shoe, a size 39, it wasn't small, but it wasn't big either.
After all, Wen Jin was a bit taller than Zhao Xiaoyi and Yang Xu.
Hei Zi continued to remove his socks, and Zhao Xiaoyi, who was bending down to take close-up photos, was also drawn in.
A dazzlingly white foot was exposed in the quiet early summer afternoon in the small room. The snow-white
foot was dazzling in the sunlight streaming in from the window, and even the dust particles in the air were clearly visible.
Zhao Xiaoyi prided himself on having seen countless feet, whether of celebrities or internet celebrities.
He could , but Wen Jin's foot was truly amazing. It perfectly matched his aesthetic sense and suited his sexual
preferences. It wasn't the kind of chubby, cute-looking but actually clumsy foot, but rather a slender yet not overly thin jade
foot.
The slender sole was snow-white with a slight pinkish tinge compared to the instep, with a high arch, and the toes were tightly closed and long and
curled , without any unsightly outward turning. The unadorned pink toenails
had a natural, unpretentious beauty that was more appealing than those with various gaudy nail polishes. The soles and even the heels were completely free of calluses; it was hard to believe these were
a boy's feet.
Hei Zi's Adam's apple bobbed. His earlier mockery of Zhao Xiaoyi's sexual orientation now seemed weak and unconvincing.
He reached out and grasped the foot; compared to the summer heat, the cool, soft texture was almost intoxicating. He
rubbed and played with Wen Jin's soles, watching the snow-white flesh gradually turn rosy under his touch. The hypnotized Wen
Jin only uttered a few low murmurs.
Zhao Xiaoyi picked up Wen Jin's small leather shoes that Hei Zi had taken off, buried his nose deep in the shoe opening, and took a deep sniff.
This was a lewd thought that had long been buried deep within him. He had previously tried to buy used shoes online, but the seller wouldn't show their face
, and he was worried it might be a burly man. He had originally wanted to smell the shoes of Chen Yu, the class beauty, but he knew he'd
never have the chance. He never expected his first experience of smelling used shoes would be with a boy, although he had to admit that Wen
Jin looked much better in women's clothing than Chen Yu. There was no foul smell as expected, just a faint leathery scent
and a barely perceptible hint of sweat. It wasn't unpleasant at all; instead, it carried a refreshing camphor tree aroma. Zhao Xiaoyi found the
smell incredibly addictive, and his lower body was already uncontrollably erect.
Meanwhile, Hei Zi had pressed his entire nose and mouth tightly against Wen Jin's bare sole. He
held , his tongue licking the cool, smooth sole. It was soft and had delicate textures, with a slightly salty
taste. Hei Zi was even more excited than before. He continued to tease Wen Jin's sole with his nimble tongue. Perhaps it was
the stimulation from his rough tongue, but
"No...no...it's so itchy~," Wen Jin showed resistance for the first time,
trying to pull her legs away from Hei Zi and Yang Xu's grasp. However, in her hypnotic state, she had no strength to resist the two boys.
"Don't want it? What are you pretending for, you sissy bitch? Dressed so provocatively, aren't you just trying to seduce people?"
Seeing her struggle, Hei Zi grabbed Wen Jin's ankles with both hands and licked them even more vigorously.
Her toes, which were originally together, curled up completely under Hei Zi's stimulation. "Goodness, it can even
do that !" Yang Xu exclaimed in surprise as he held and played with Wen Jin's right foot.
Wen Jin's right foot was tense, with her instep and calf almost in a straight line, like a ballet move, but
without such exaggerated bending. The smooth sole of her foot was now curled up with a few cute wrinkles. Zhao Xiaoyi was itching with desire.
He was the one who suggested this, and he was the one who prepared the drug. However, as a foot fetishist and a fan of crossdressing, he had no chance
to play with Wen Jin's jade feet, which were so close to his. Now that Wen Jin's left foot was being licked and played with by Hei Zi, it was unusable
. He didn't dare to offend Yang Xu or Hei Zi. He could only vent his resentment and anger on the dazed Wen Jin.
"You freak, did you ever practice dancing?" Zhao Xiaoyi asked, unbuttoning Wen Jin's white women
's shirt. While the whiteness of his feet had already shocked everyone, when his waist and chest were truly revealed
, Zhao Xiaoyi was once again stunned by the twisted cruelty of fate. "I learned a little ballet from my mother when I was little," Wen Jin said, his lifeless eyes clearly showing avoidance and pain
when he mentioned the word "mother. " 　　His slender waist seemed almost impossible to encircle, and there was Yang Xu exclaimed, "A bikini bridge!" Zhao Xiaoyi, a seasoned veteran who had seen countless films, naturally knew that only slender women had bikini bridges; he never expected this guy to have one too. 　　The heavy punches had left red marks on Wen Jin's ribs. Touching them, Wen Jin whimpered in pain. Zhao Xiaoyi, looking at Wen Jin's dazed and alluring eyes, recalled his arrogant attitude when he asked for homework earlier, and pressed hard on the red marks on his ribs. Wen Jin, lying on his back, let out a soft moan and arched his back in pain. Zhao Xiaoyi simply rolled onto the bed, straddling Wen Jin's waist, afraid to sit down too hard—he feared his slender waist would break if he sat down on it. 　　Reaching out, he grasped Wen Jin's cheek and chin. Even Yang Xu, who had no interest in cross-dressers, had to admit that Wen Jin was truly beautiful. His oval face was small and delicate, and his normally innocent almond-shaped eyes were now half-closed due to hypnosis, losing some of their purity and gaining a touch of allure. A few beads of sweat on his small nose were clearly , and his red lips were slightly parted. His long neck resembled that of a proud swan. 　　Zhao Xiaoyi straightened him up, their faces almost touching. Wen Jin, who had never looked at him directly before, now had his chin held by Zhao Xiaoyi, but his eyes remained unfocused. 　　"Hey! I said, you brat, even like this you won't look at me properly? What are you being so arrogant about? I'll see how long you can keep up this cocky!"

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