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[Life in Seoul] (Prologue and Chapter 1) Author: saidestiny 

Author: saidestiny
Word Count: 14114

Preface

(I) The Transmigrator's Preface

I saw "him" more and more often.

"He" stood there, radiating colorful energy, dancing and swirling
magnificently . "His" voice seemed to shine with a crown-like light, sweet and comforting,
irresistibly drawing one closer to "him"...

But this was unacceptable to any normal soul. With each step closer to "him," reason and
will would be lost, gradually leading to a loss of self, madness and chaos. No creature could escape
this fate, including me.

My name is Chen Jun, a transmigrator. My time is running out. Now, I can clearly
perceive what kind of true form "he" possesses behind this image... When I can see "his"
true form, it will likely be my end.

It is an indescribable thing, gathering billions of radiant spheres! Each sphere is a
large white ball of light—the kind of main god familiar to everyone. This aggregate is the ruler of space and time,
residing outside the spacetime continuum. Its essence does not exist in any universe or dimension, nor is it bound by time and
space . Omniscient and omniscient, it dwells above the river of time, connected to all past time and space
, constantly seeking more worlds contained within the newly born tributaries of this river.

This being has many names, but its true name is entirely unknown. Even attempting to explore it
drives such overconfident individuals mad and to their deaths. On Earth, its projected form is called "Yog-Sothoh
," just as its projection in Azeroth is called "
Yog-Saron"...

Yes, it is the legendary Outer God composed of infinite existence and self, knowing
the existence . If one can please it, it will bestow knowledge and power as a reward. But as with all
instances of encountering the Great Old Ones, the fate awaiting these individuals is always catastrophic. Many authors have
described how Yog-Sothoth used people as sacrifices, enslaving them forever.

And this is the fate I am about to face today. Despite my efforts to avoid it, I am sliding step by step towards
this terrifying end in utter darkness, gradually being corrupted by a profound and ancient madness. I don't know how long I
can hold on, nor what my final fate will be. Will I die a violent death, my soul permanently enslaved?
Or will I forever become some indescribable being, losing my reason and self, becoming a servant of the Outer Gods?

In short, I, Chen Jun, am inevitably moving towards the ending of all Cthulhu Mythos. Just like
all mortals who are reckless, audacious, and curious about the Great Old Ones…

my body and soul are irreversibly transforming into beings known as Shoggoths. My sphere of activity
has long been confined to a shrinking area. Now I can only reside in the villa area I bought and renovated
, remotely controlling the business I created through various means, and spending most of my time in
a state of frenzy with low sAN values [Note 1].

Now, all I can do is prepare for my final attempt during my lucid moments: the Twenty-One Sacraments [Note 2].

I will also compile as much detail as possible about everything that has happened since my transmigration into data and entrust it to my dearest friend, Qi Nian—
who has now become one of the 48,000 evil gods of Longkong Mountain, the "
Observer —to organize and revise this record, which I've named Seoulddays, as
part of the Observer's Handbook, so that future generations can learn from it or better study the Great Old Ones…

—Note 1: Sanity, referring to reason and willpower. Before Sanity reaches 0, a person's
sanity is considered normal, but a significant drop in Sanity in a short period can lead to periodic
madness and phobias. Sanity reaching 0 means the person has fallen into permanent madness.

—Note 2: The Twenty-One Sacraments, if successful, can summon one of the seven archangels of Christianity, the primordial
god of death, and also the fallen angel Samael, representing the original sin god of lust.

(II) The Observer's Preface

As an immortal and indestructible evil god, who at most falls into slumber but cannot stray far from Longkong Mountain or interfere with the prime
material plane, I was quite surprised when I heard about Chen Jun. I thought my old friend
had died as a mortal in that sudden car accident, but I never expected that Chen Jun had transmigrated to
another Earth, and a Cthulhu-centric one at that.

Well, this man ultimately achieved many of his absurd dreams from before his transmigration, but like
all for that tragic end. And I was powerless to help.
Now, all I can do is receive his data and organize his experiences.

"Seouldays" can be translated in two ways: "Days in Seoul" or "Life in Seoul."

Considering that reading Cthulhu stories would cause considerable damage to a mortal's SAN value, I divided it into two parts based on
the individual 's state: "Days in Seoul" and "Life in Seoul."

Here, I must express my admiration for Chen Jun. He is the mortal I have ever met who
has endured the longest while his SAN value was declining. Although he paid a considerable price—
Chen Jun tried various methods to delay his impending doom—such as venting
his pent-up emotions in various ways to recover from his madness, trying

various religious and mystical methods, seeking help from evil gods in the upper and lower realms, performing all sorts of bizarre

rituals, and funding related scientific research that was intolerable to the secular world…

However, in my opinion, his most successful method was self-splitting and strengthening his control over reason.

Through various means, even to the point of near-split personality, he separated his rational and chaotic
self. Through various methods, he finally succeeded in placing himself in two switchable states
: rational and irrational.

In the latter state, he decisively abandoned the idea of reason and resolutely stopped engaging in the
conscious, purposeful, and planned psychological process of willpower to regulate and control his behavior. In short…
In this state, Chen Jun is chaotic and insane, acting entirely on instinct. However, in return,
his remaining reason and will are concentrated and used with focused attention, allowing him to avoid succumbing to madness. Therefore,
even though his SAN value is actually negative, he hasn't completely gone insane; at least
until his reason is completely eroded, Chen Jun maintains a normal state. This near-split personality is also a manifestation of chaos.
Coupled with the rampant negative effects of his irrational state, Chen Jun has
a considerable buffer period before becoming blind, foolish, and utterly insane.

This simplifies the difficulty of my separation story. Thus, the "Life in Seoul" chronicles
the story of an evil, lawful transmigrator, while the "Life in Seoul" chronicles the experiences of an evil, chaotic Outer God's retinue and his pitiful victims
. Clearly, one is Chen Jun in his rational state, and the other is him when his SAN value drops to a dangerous
level .

The former, as a version readable by mortal researchers, will only vaguely mention some
aspects related to the Great Old Ones to ensure that their fragile brains don't go insane while reading. As for the latter,
it will be spread into certain abysses by another evil god, such as Sis…

So, if you want to better understand the tragic
experience , then take a look at this chaotic record, but I can't guarantee how much you will gain.

Chen Jun had felt regret more than once. As a transmigrator, he didn't have to reach
this point so quickly—perhaps under the guidance of fate, this ending was ultimately unavoidable, but at least it wouldn't have happened so soon.

He struggled, he resisted, but he still couldn't achieve his goal. Even if all he wanted was
to be able to sleep peacefully in the eternal slumber of death, nothing more.

If none of this had happened, what would he be like now? Even the wisest
frog elder couldn't answer this question, no matter how many seconds he could continue. The path of fate is so intricate,
and no rational person should indulge in "what if…" and gain a false sense of satisfaction from it.
What has happened has happened; every individual must bear the consequences of their choices, no matter
what kind of ending awaits in the future.

Strictly speaking, however, the so-called destiny seems to
have begun many years ago, when Chen Jun died in a car accident and his soul was struck by a certain system. After all, it was a system called Super Taker (hentai version)

, and most importantly, its origin was related to Yog-Sothoth.

Humans don't know, they can't predict. A person's destiny depends on their own efforts,
but also on the course of history.

—To this day, neither I nor Chen Jun can understand how his soul
entered that system. In short, after death, Chen Jun entered a standard script from Qidian Online School: transmigration,
system, promotion, wealth, picking up girls, showing off, slapping faces, building a harem… Unfortunately, his soul
existed as redundant data of the system.

After eight years, Chen Jun finally turned the tables, successfully stealing the system's authority, and, like
the system had dealt with hosts who reached the pinnacle of life (which also meant the end of the protagonist's drama),
disposed of the new host's soul and took over his body. Possession, dismantling the system from within, beginning a new
life—a series of actions executed flawlessly…

Legend has it that every tragic story has a peaceful beginning. And this one is no exception. However, as the editor, I don't intend to dwell too much on the warm, rational, dramatic… in short, relatively uninteresting past events

before and after his rebirth in this book . As a book intended to record the experiences of a victim of an Outer God, and especially the rather chaotic and insane parts of that experience , let's begin our story from the moment Chen Jun, who inherited the system's legacy, truly embarked on the road of no return. That was when the wheel of fate began to turn, and undoubtedly pressed down… 001 The Road to the Abyss September 30, 2014, Shenzhen, China. Chen Jun took a deep breath. This was certainly not the prelude to some infamous Black Dragon Princess's annihilating attack, but for Chen Jun, who at this point was still roughly within the human realm, his entire being underwent considerable change. With this deep breath, the nanomachines scattered throughout his body—the legacy of the destroyed "Survivor System ," auxiliary modules for the new humans of the future—gradually reached maximum power. Then, as if opening the door to a new world, everything before his eyes, everything he perceived, was completely different. His entire body moved with each breath, the nanomachines within every cell operating at high speed, every cell frantically active. His heart pounded, blood surged through his veins, and every muscle even the slightest tremor, every opening and closing of a pore, was under his control. His senses were amplified to the extreme! The movement of tiny fibers in his clothes, the imperceptible particles of scent in the air, and the disturbances in the airflow gave him the illusion that the air itself was burning! All the sounds within the building converged in his ears, clearly audible: the staff conversing at the end of the corridor, the noisy lounge, the busy staff beyond the walls, the shouts of the large crowd of fans gathered … everything seemed entirely under his control. After a while, Chen Jun finally adapted to this extraordinary state. However, at this moment, he also withdrew from this superhuman state. This feeling was like... a higher level of humanity? Truly worthy of being the crystallization of technology hundreds of years in the future! Chen Jun clicked his tongue, feeling slightly disappointed. Anyone who has experienced this state would not like their current normal state—it's just too dazed and confused. Unfortunately, the number of nanomachines in his body is insufficient. After all, it's just a legacy, not only far from the original scale of the system, but even compared to future humans, the number of nanomachines in his body is only two-fifths of the normal number. Under these circumstances, if he wants to maintain the superhuman state for a long time, energy and the power of the nanomachines are his biggest shortcomings. The former is manageable, but the latter is simply unsolvable—the self-replication efficiency of nanomachines is pitiful. To reach the target total power, he can only hope that the nanomachines will evolve, just as the system has always urged its host to do. And for a single machine to evolve to 2.5 times its initial power is simply too much for a superhuman.














































It's difficult.

But anyway, what's the difference between not trying and being a salted fish?

As for how to evolve, the information left by the system has already explained it very clearly. Even just
the keywords "sucker" and "hentai" in the system's name seem to explain a lot.

Chen Jun silently checked the condition of his body. After confirming that
the nanomachines were fine, he picked up the bag full of various props and quickly walked towards the bathroom.

—In fact, at this moment, he had already realized the true face of the world and vaguely sensed that
the system must be related to the Great Old Ones. People always have a sense of wishful thinking, and it's easy to convince themselves. Moreover,
his current career basically relies entirely on these nanomachines, especially the miniature room-temperature biological quantum computer
composed . Relying on this device, which can almost be regarded as a biological intelligent brain, to provide black
technology, he, a transmigrator whose brain is not a computer and who has not made any preparations or brought a portable Baidu, was able to reach
the pinnacle of life. For a transmigrator
who , nothing was more terrifying than being ordinary and insignificant.

————————————

A deafening roar echoed as young men and women excitedly sat in their seats, whistling and
calling out names, awaiting the appearance of their current idols.

This was the scene at Girls' Generation's fan meeting, or fanparty, in Shenzhen

. The main characters hadn't yet appeared, but the atmosphere was already incredibly enthusiastic. Of course,
some discordant voices were mixed in with the cheers, given the unpleasant events that had occurred earlier that morning that were detrimental to
this long-established South Korean girl group.

"Alright, girls, just a few minutes, you'll be ready to go on stage," said Kim Yeon-pyeong, Girls' Generation's
manager as she opened the door to the dressing room,
addressing the eight members who were already dressed, made up, and almost ready.

At this moment, Choi Soo-young, one of the eight leading ladies about to appear, stood up and told her leader,
Kim Tae-yeon, that she needed to use the restroom.

"Hurry back!" Kim Tae-yeon, who had already changed her clothes and was lying on the sofa, frowned but could only
give this instruction. Then she watched her leave the dressing room. Fortunately, there was still some time before the show started, and
the restroom wasn't far away.

"Oppa, we meet again." Choi Soo-young soon saw
Chen Jun, who was wearing a staff badge but still sneaking over.

Chen Jun didn't say much, but just took something out of his bag and handed it to her, which elicited
a small cheer from someone.

In fact, the relationship between this woman, who had already invested in Chen Jun's company, and him was not simple. For example,
more than two hours ago, when she got out of Chen Jun's car with trembling legs, her underwear was stuffed in her pocket.
When she hurriedly ran to the restroom to clean herself, the traces of the sticky white liquid had spread to
almost her knees.

However, more than two hours later, Choi Soo-young, who had been thoroughly exhausted, was full of energy again. Her
face flushed, like a ripe apple, and with her squinting eyes and the tongue that occasionally swirled around her lips,
she looked utterly alluring.

Chen Jun unceremoniously pulled down her black shorts and lace panties, revealing her smooth vulva
—Cui Xiuying wasn't a pubic hairless woman; Chen Jun had simply removed all the hair once and for all,
leaving behind a few poorly made, or rather, substandard, calligraphy brushes in his office.

Chen Jun unceremoniously reached out and groped between her legs, his fingers expertly
touching her already slightly erect clitoris. With a gentle rub, Cui Xiuying's clitoris began to swell with blood,
and a surge of heat welled up within her.

"Damn it, all you know how to do is make people do shameful things," Cui Xiuying
said through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with seductive allure, as Chen Jun worked on her.

Okay, it was a belt about the width of a thumb, with a shiny U-shaped metal plate at the bottom, forming
a T shape when viewed from the front. Yes, without the device attached to the metal plate, it was a chastity
belt. But with the addition of the two devices, it became quite lewd.

The front was a pink phallus, obviously large, thick, and
finely crafted, with clearly defined folds, undoubtedly a
one-to-one replica of a specific person's organ. The back was a string of small, pearl-like white beads, obviously for inserting into
the anus. They were relatively soft, easy to insert, and the beads weren't close together,
so the constant friction against the folds around the anus during insertion would be incredibly pleasurable.

Clearly, she was going to wear this on stage. However, just looking at the flirtatious look in her eyes
, it was clear this South Korean entertainer wasn't actually resisting.

"You'd better hurry up, dear Su Yong." Chen Jun took out his phone with his free hand and checked the time.
"You have to go on stage in a few minutes."

"Ugh, this is so lewd." Cui Xiuying seemed to have accepted the strange Chinese
address , just muttering, seemingly very unhappy. But she still decisively stretched out her right hand and reached
down. She even pushed aside Chen Jun's left hand and started doing it herself. The pressure of her fingers rubbing increased significantly
, and she quickly began to play with her tender labia.

The heat flowed through her body faster and faster, making her unable to help but moan softly, especially when her fingers
probed inside the gap between her labia, her whole body began to tremble slightly, and in just a few seconds, her vulva
became wet.

"So embarrassing..." Cui Xiuying breathed rapidly, and the image of Chen Jun playing with her involuntarily surfaced in her mind
.

She simply closed her eyes completely, recalling what Chen Jun had done to her. Immediately, Choi Soo-young, her face flushed
with desire, couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, her fingers digging even deeper into her honeypot.

The throbbing, burning sensation felt as if Chen Jun's thick penis was filling her completely, and Choi Soo-young couldn't help
but moan loudly, her juices beginning to flow freely, slowly seeping out along the two inserted fingers.

Just then, Kim Tae-yeon's voice suddenly rang out from outside the bathroom: "Not done yet, Soo-young?"
"Almost there!"

Choi Sooyoung shuddered for a moment, instinctively pulling her fingers away quickly.
She glanced around nervously before letting out a sigh of relief. The cubicle door was locked from the inside.

"Unnie, give me two more minutes!" she replied, trying to sound calm, but couldn't help
rubbing her legs together.

Damn it, I've really become a slut... Choi Sooyoung, her face flushed, couldn't help but glare at Chen Jun.
Although she pulled her hand away when he spoke, the thought of her wanton behavior possibly being
seen by someone she knew filled her with a strange excitement.

"It's all your fault, oppa, you're a scumbag!" Choi Sooyoung
muttered .

"Thank you for the compliment!" Chen Jun wasn't annoyed at all. He knew that Choi Sooyoung wasn't actually angry—
her smiling eyes remained curved.

Taking a deep breath, Choi Sooyoung simply put her still-wet fingers into her mouth and sucked and licked them.
Since there wasn't enough time for her to masturbate until her vagina and anus reached the right level of moisture, she had to try a different method, such as using saliva.

So, after tasting her own vaginal fluids, she opened her mouth and took the chastity belt-attached

penis into her mouth. Cui Xiuying swallowed the entire plastic penis, stopping only when the glans was almost against her throat
—just as she often did. Then she spat out a little and began to swirl it around with her pink tongue
, skillfully smearing it with her saliva.

Well, this thing was, after all, a replica of Chen Jun's, thanks to Mr. Chen's advanced technology—new
battery technology and polymer material technology—that made it very
similar , mainly in terms of temperature.

And deep throating during oral sex was a common practice, something Cui Xiuying had
experienced countless times.

Although their relationship had only been established for a little over two months, many of their activities had already crossed the line.

Even though Chen Jun didn't have sex with her very frequently, only at the beginning, Choi Soo-young's
morals had already plummeted.

Not only had her vagina, anus, and mouth all been violated, but it was also
common . Various forms of photography, car sex, outdoor sex, her lower body stuffed with props—this multi-functional chastity belt—were taken to
outings, company rehearsals, and TV appearances. Now it's even gotten to the point where she's wearing it for an entire FM radio show; she might
even have to wear it to her next concert.

Besides this, Chen Jun also made her drug her boyfriend—yes,
she and Chen Jun weren't actually dating; her current "boyfriend" was Jung Kyung-ho, and Chen Jun's girlfriend
was Kim Tae-yeon, the leader of her group; their relationship was more like master and servant than friends with benefits—he had sex with her
in front of her sleeping boyfriend; he also took her and her sister to nightclubs, pinning them against a one-way window to watch the dancing
crowds outside…

This was truly…excessive, for a normal woman. But Choi Soo-young never
considered resisting. Compared to her sister, Choi Soo-jin, whom she had personally dragged into this mess, Choi Soo-young seemed to relish certain things
.

Of course, Choi Soo-jin's resistance... was practically nonexistent. In Chen Jun and Choi Soo-young's eyes, this woman
had perfected the art of passive acceptance and feigned reluctance; outwardly appearing extremely unwilling, she
was more proactive than anyone else once her clothes were undressed. Her refusal was genuinely heartfelt; every time she said, "Please, Mr. Chen Jun,
please let me go," she truly hoped Chen Jun would stop. However, once he entered her body,
she would excitedly respond...

Choi Soo-young was completely different from her sister; she always cooperated with Chen Jun's actions, even taking the initiative to go further.

This wasn't due to her nature or anything like that; it was simply because she had to do it. Because she wasn't
an ordinary person.

And the story behind this began more than two months ago

...

In just a moment of distraction, Choi Soo-young realized her world had changed. Let's skip the various
differences and the probing analyses from the parties involved, and get straight to the point: she was reborn. More specifically,
in 2014, Choi Soo-young's body housed a soul from 2024.

Rebirth—what a beautiful word, needless to say. And there's no need to elaborate on
the ecstasy and her plans for the future. In short, without a cheat code,
with memories that can't compare to a computer, and certainly not a walking encyclopedia, actress Choi made what seemed like a very wise choice at
the time : investing in the future.

And among those companies that would later become powerful but were still small or unknown, none
were more suitable
for investment than the future S.J. (SuperJiepanxia) Group, or at this time, S.J. The founder of this future giant was none other than the boyfriend of Kim Tae-yeon, the leader of the Girls' Generation group Choi Soo-young belonged to
. If it weren't for the extreme difficulty of poaching someone's boyfriend,
Choi Soo-young, with ten years of experience in the entertainment industry, would have planned to steal her colleague's boyfriend.

Even with best friends, stealing a best friend's boyfriend is practically a given, let alone for
a woman navigating the world of fame and fortune.

Unfortunately, the difficulty was too high, and she didn't hold out much hope, focusing instead on
investing . With Kim Tae-yeon's help, Choi Soo-young quickly had an opportunity to meet with Chen Jun. She
cleverly used various methods to shake off other people, creating a private space for the two of them.

And it was this confident action by the reborn individual that changed the fate of many…

Conquering a successful person with something they'll create in the future is incredibly satisfying
.

—Provided that great minds don't align, especially when such great minds think alike, and their vision is based on
a cheat code or cheat code that makes the goal a reality.

People are always selfish. Chen Jun was no exception. Faced with this situation, what could he do? Especially
that suspicious person, a beautiful woman with whom he had previously had little interaction and who clearly showed flirtatious tendencies at the dinner table.

He was never one to hesitate in crucial moments. Zhuge Liang was cautious throughout his life, and Lü Duan was never confused on important matters.

Chen Jun was shameless and had no bottom line when anything could potentially endanger him; his moral principles became like...
With the Vietnamese dong so valuable, kindness is essentially the same as the democracy, freedom, and human rights touted by the US government.

These days, those who aren't shameless are all dead, those with high moral standards have suffered mental breakdowns, and those with principles are always cannon fodder
… Big shots or successful people are always the middle force in the lawful evil camp.

Girls' Generation, his girlfriend's colleague, Choi Soo-young being a beautiful girl with long legs—
all of that is worth less than a single rupee in the face of Chen Jun's safety.

What does this woman know? How did these projects, which he had considered but which current technology couldn't achieve,
leak out? Who's behind her? Is it a test or…

…So, under the power of black technology, Choi Soo-young, who had to confess everything, was almost silenced.

If Chen Jun hadn't discovered the same abandoned nanomachines within her body.

Adding Chen Jun's experience, the latter part of the information is terrifyingly large. The day Choi Soo-young was reborn
was the same day he completely destroyed the system and inherited its legacy, and she admitted that before her rebirth, she seemed to have picked up something
that activated a strange system—but she couldn't find it after returning, thinking it was a hallucination.

For various reasons, Chen Jun was hesitant. Meanwhile, Cui Xiuying, who had narrowly escaped death, desperately begged
Chen Jun , offering to pay any price to save her life—"I'll be your lover. From money to my body,
everything I have is yours to do with. You can do whatever you want with me! It's not a necessity, but having more money and
a lover you can play with is always good, right? I consider myself to have some assets, and my looks and figure are decent. I
can even learn techniques you can train... just don't kill me. If you're worried, you can take photos
or record videos. I believe that with your computer skills, even if I attack you first and get the upper hand, you can still
spread it and ruin my reputation, right? If you agree, we can check it out now, even
... right here."

Cui Xiuying's face flushed slightly from her near-death experience, but she still puffed out her small breasts.
Today she was wearing a rather loose long dress—of course, it had now become a short skirt. Before Chen Jun could say
anything, Choi Soo-young proactively pulled up her skirt and tried to take off her panties and unhook her bra…

“Don’t waste your energy,” Chen Jun, still somewhat annoyed, glanced up at her. Clearly, her
tactics hadn’t worked.

Choi Soo-young opened her mouth, somewhat incredulous. Why was this happening?! But she still didn’t give up. After
her expression changed several times, she gritted her teeth, appearing even more resolute.

“You know, Mr. Chen Jun,” Choi Soo-young’s voice was soft,
yet strange, as if she had let go of everything, “I have an older sister, my sister Choi Soo-jin is also a beauty

… If… if you need her… I can offer her to you… If that’s not enough, I can also
help with my group members, even the artists you fancy… You can even record the process and edit it together,
using it as evidence against me…”

After saying this, Choi Soo-young’s originally flushed face turned pale, and her body swayed slightly,
as if she might collapse at any moment. Even so, she remained standing there, her eyes wide and teeth clenched as she stared at Chen Jun.

Finally, he raised his head, a strange light flashing in his eyes as he gazed at her. After a long while,
a certain thought took hold of Chen Jun, while Cui Xiuying felt herself about to collapse.

Only then did he speak: "See that table over there? Go over there, turn your back to me, spread your legs,
I need to inspect the goods first."

A look of wild joy and relief flashed across Cui Xiuying's face. Despite her body trembling violently, she still
obeyed went over, turning her back to Chen Jun and lying down.

Chen Jun didn't rush to do anything, but calmly walked forward and pressed his hand on her soft waist.

Although a certain desire had begun to rise, and the nanomachines within him, which were labeled as part of the hentai system,
were beginning to stir, his movements remained unhurried.

The exposed, delicate buttocks trembled slightly from being exposed to the air for so long, and those two straight
, snow-white long legs were even more alluring. But Chen Jun, who had taken the initiative, remained calm and composed.

...Or rather, there was no point in rushing, after all, she had just returned from the brink of death half an hour ago;
it would be strange if her lower body wasn't dry. Chen Jun, being the one with the advantage, was fine, but someone else was probably feeling quite
uncomfortable.

"Growth rate faster than having sex with others?" Muttering indistinctly in Chinese, Chen Jun's
warm palm slowly pressed against her slightly cool, plump buttocks, beginning to rhythmically knead them.

His fingers traced the cleft of her buttocks, slowly but firmly circling along that curve. Her round, smooth buttocks were
gently , slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, peeled open, and then squeezed inwards, rubbed back and forth
. Under the kneading and pinching, her bare buttocks were forced to display their fullness and elasticity without reservation, and then forcefully squeezed towards the center.

For a moment, Cui Xiuying's mind seemed to stop working; she didn't know how to resist the caresses from behind.
In her blank mind, she only vividly felt that incredibly hot hand, wantonly kneading her
bare buttocks. His strong fingers had sunk deep into her tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, as if savoring the fleshy
texture and elasticity of her buttocks.

As time passed, Chen Jun's movements became increasingly rough, and Cui Xiuying's stiff, tightly
clenched legs changed. Unconsciously, her desire had been ignited, and
she naturally curled her legs up and spread them apart. Although her vital parts had not yet been
attacked by those warm, electric fingers, they had already begun to wriggle and secrete a clear liquid.

Just then, the man behind her suddenly moved slightly away from Cui Xiuying's body, and his left hand, which had been tightly gripping her waist,
released her.

Cui Xiuying breathed a slight sigh of relief from the tension, but the next second, the man's body pressed against her back and buttocks again from behind
. Without any chance to catch her breath, his left hand gripped her tightly again. Moreover, something
hard and hot pressed forcefully against her plump buttocks, exploring the cleft.

The firm, hot tip had already squeezed into the cleft. The man's lower abdomen was pressed tightly against
Choi Soo-young's . The tender flesh of her thighs and buttocks, under the firm pressure, vividly felt
the invasion of the man's desire. Thick, hard, burning hot, and… the soft skin, its shape almost
tangible .

Choi Soo-young's face flushed, her breathing quickened, and a wave of heat rose from her lower abdomen. Pressed tightly against by the thick, hot…
Her lips involuntarily contracted slightly. She felt as if the tender flesh of her inner thighs and lips were about to
melt from the heat. A strange sensation spread from her lower abdomen, like… receiving a caress…

Chen Jun pressed her tightly against the table, rubbing his body against the full, fleshy curves of her back while
using his lower abdomen to firmly hold her plump buttocks. He wasn't in a hurry to get to the point, even though she was already sufficiently wet. Instead, he slightly twisted his waist back and forth,
slowly thrusting between Cui Xiuying's long legs, savoring the elastic flesh and the pleasure of her
clenched .

Driven by surging desire, Chen Jun wasn't satisfied with merely enjoying the woman's shameful secret place, yet he wasn't in a hurry to enter either.

So, after pressing to the deepest point, he suddenly stopped. At the same time, a hand had already reached for her
breasts.

The silk bra that had been there earlier had long been removed by Cui Xiuying herself, and her bare, not particularly prominent breasts were
immediately occupied by a pair of hands. The soft, round, and delicate area was instantly and completely seized. Chen Jun began to knead the
unprotected tenderness, savoring the elasticity of the small, beautiful breasts.

His hands greedily played with the nipples; sometimes, small has its advantages. At least, these two
delicate , almost fragile breasts were quite elastic. His fingertips sometimes lightly caressed and rotated the flesh, sometimes fully opening
to envelop the small breasts in his hands. Chen Jun soon felt the nipples, being played with, begin to slightly erect.

Cui Xiuying bit her lower lip tightly, her breathing rapid, her body limp as she slumped onto the table, making her
long, graceful, snow-white neck appear even more striking. Behind her back, unseen by her, green data streams began to flash in Chen Jun's eyes, and
almost invisible energy began to pulsate within his body. Cui Xiuying only sensitively felt the man's experienced
hands teasing her and his lower body pressed against her vital parts as if carrying an electric current, sending waves of
desire shooting through her entire body. The parts constantly being crushed and squeezed by the thick, hot penis were also frantically
oozing .

Chen Jun finally changed positions again, and Cui Xiuying clearly felt that the erection, far exceeding any she
had experienced before, was moving further.

The surging desire left no room for respite, slowly but irresistibly rubbing against Cui Xiuying's tight, narrow
space . The burning hardness rubbed and scraped against her tender flesh, and with each back and forth movement, the
tip began to gently penetrate her full, erect bud, which
trembled . Cui Xiuying's thoughts grew increasingly sluggish, but her senses became increasingly clear. It felt like an electric current
flowing through her body, like flames burning from within.

Chen Jun's hands gripped her waist again, and with a forceful thrust, the enormous member that had been circling outside plunged inside.

With ample lubrication, it slid in without resistance. The scalding, massive heat squeezed into the narrow opening, and
an intense, excruciating pleasure instantly surged to her head.

Her innocent, tender flesh immediately and unknowingly clamped down on the intruder. With the friction of the thick, hot member against her inner walls, an electric, fiery
pleasure began to surge through her body.

Cui Xiuying unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, feeling as if she couldn't breathe. Her slender legs began to tremble
as the man's tip plunged deep into her and then quickly withdrew. Her full, pert buttocks felt as if they were being torn in two with each
thrust . The intense impact felt like it was tearing her delicate body apart, the burning
heat reaching deep into her uterus. Cui Xiuying felt herself being stretched and expanded in ways she had never experienced before.

The impact and overwhelming sensation from the thick member entering from behind were irresistibly increasing. As time
passed, with the rhythmic, rapid thrusting, Cui Xiuying felt as if she were in the eye of a storm, passively enduring the sensation
as if she were suffocating.

Chen Jun's thrusting speed gradually increased, and the depths of Cui Xiuying's body began to heat up.
Undoubtedly , her body was involuntarily clamping down on the hard, massive member deeply inserted inside her.

The data left over from the adult anime system accurately displayed the state of the woman Chen Jun was having sex with
. After a series of data streams passed before his eyes, the penis that had been rhythmically moving in and out of her body quickly
began to advance deeper. But not at an impatient pace; instead,
it advanced slowly and precisely in small increments.

Yet, this slow advance was still an advance. Finally, the glans reached the cervix, and Chen Jun
stopped his advance, maintaining a steady, linear motion, continuously impacting.

The rhythmic in-and-out motion had already warmed up Cui Xiuying's body, gradually
preparing felt light
as if it were about to fly.

With each small impact of the glans against the cervix, the intense high-frequency friction and penetrating sensation made the muffled cries deep in Cui Xiuying's
throat increasingly uncontrollable.

"Ah...oh..."

If the man were to thrust in all at once, forcibly breaking through, Cui Xiuying feared she would completely lose
control of her body.

The man's actions continued, and in addition to his rapid thrusting, he reached out and attacked her
already very firm breasts—though they weren't that big when they were erect, still easily
grasped in one hand, but the firmness at the tips was clearly felt when he covered them.

As Chen Jun grabbed her breasts and vigorously played with them, Cui Xiuying felt humiliated to find that her tight vagina involuntarily
gripped the man's penis tighter and tighter. With her swollen breasts being tightly grasped, Cui Xiuying felt her
body being squeezed inward more and more, and the penis deeply inserted into her honey hole grew larger and larger. Soon, an
uncontrollable burning flame expanded within her body, from a point to a surface, but the man continued to forcefully pull
and thrust.

"Ah...ah..." Cui Xiuying gradually could no longer suppress her moans. The impactful pleasure
brought made her feel suffocated, and all reason was thrown to the back of her mind. With

each thrust of Chen Jun, she was pushed a little closer to the source of pleasure. With each cycle, the physical
pleasure intensified with each thrust. The initial instinctive resistance had vanished; Cui Xiuying
unconsciously and deeply longed for that moment, even craving it to penetrate deeper, to take her to the peak.

Each time Chen Jun's penis touched her cervix, it caused her to let out a soft, choked moan.

Instinctively, Cui Xiuying reached behind her, wrapping her arms around the man's waist, humming and moaning with ecstasy
. Under Chen Jun's relentless thrusting, her body rose and fell like a sailboat on the sea, her eyes vacant.
Her consciousness had long since left her body, her dizzy mind a blank.

Soon, she could no longer even feel the dizziness—the world seemed to cease to exist, only
the hot, thick penis throbbing within her tight vagina, wave after wave of pleasure exploding throughout her body. Her moans
grew weaker, and she felt intensely thirsty.

However, it was clear that Chen Jun didn't intend to bring her to her peak so easily. The powerful and multifunctional
nanomachines continued to operate. Thanks to this technological creation, his control over his body had reached
an abnormal level. For example, he completely controlled his desires, and if he didn't want to ejaculate, he absolutely wouldn't; the

monitoring software could also monitor the real-time physical information of the women in close contact with him; and he could also

fine-tune his body through the nanomachines.

Noticing that Cui Xiuying was about to reach her peak, Chen Jun decided to give her a profound memory—although it wasn't

Cui Xiuying's first time, this was the first time the two of them had been intimate.

Just a second before Cui Xiuying reached her climax—the power of science can control
errors abruptly stopped, even withdrawing his penis.

"Ah!" Cui Xiuying screamed as if she had been ambushed. The sudden and complete disappearance of the burning heat in her body left
her momentarily caught

in a daze, "No, no..." She was about to reach her peak in the union, but was completely unprepared to lose that fiery sensation.
Cui Xiuying, who was eagerly anticipating even greater pleasure to come, was already unaccustomed to the emptiness of being withdrawn.

"Continue!" the woman cried out, her voice trembling with sobs, her face flushed.

A few seconds later, Chen Jun, having finished his adjustments, forcefully thrust his withdrawn penis back into Cui Xiuying's
vagina .

"Ah—" The unprepared woman trembled violently and screamed.

This time, Chen Jun's attack was extremely fast, and with his increased hardness, he launched an
unprecedented . As expected, with faster, harder, and more powerful thrusts, his glans successfully pried open
Choi Soo-young 's cervix, forcing the tip of his glans in more than halfway.

In just an instant, Choi Soo-young showed signs of being unable to withstand the stimulation. Her body trembled
uncontrollably , and after a scream, she could only utter meaningless "ha...ha..." sounds.

Compared to Chen Jun's previous all-in penetration, reaching that untouched endpoint—
the intense pleasure from constantly hitting the cervix—the current stimulation seemed many times stronger.

However, this was not the end—the nanomachines within Chen Jun's body began operating wildly, constantly generating electric currents
and gathering the bio-currents within his cells, then transporting them to a specific point. Undoubtedly,
this current required a considerable amount of bio-energy, and its discharge power
was far inferior to that of specialized organisms like electric eels, but one should not forget the location of Chen Jun's glans—its sensitivity far exceeded that of
the outside. The moment her delicate internal organs were struck by the electric current, Choi Soo-young's body convulsed

like a fish out of water, unable to be restrained. At the same time, Chen Jun could feel her muscles contracting wildly, and some fluid gushing out. It wasn't just her vagina; after a barrage of attacks, saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her lower body uncontrollably expelled more fluid—she had lost control of her bladder. Under this powerful stimulation, Choi Soo-young's eyes rolled back, and she began to gasp for air. The world in her vision had become hazy and even disappeared. Many blurry figures appeared before her: her innocent childhood, her lively teenage years, her diligent practice and sweat-drenched student days, her failed debut as a trainee , her return to the debut stage as a member of Girls' Generation, her status as the most popular girl group in South Korea, her final glory before the sun set, the helplessness of the group members going their separate ways, her bitter and indescribable career in the film and television industry, and her less-than-happy married life… Each version of herself seemed to be surrounding her, watching over her. "You..." "Are you watching?" Choi Soo-young tried to say something, but only hoarse, anxious sobs escaped her lips. Her body trembled , and the figures in her mind grew increasingly blurry. Futile breaths, a burning body, an outstretched hand twisting in her hand—with wave after wave of spasms, she collapsed heavily onto the table, her snow-white body drenched in sweat, a childlike, satisfied smile on her face…

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