"You know, when he hugged me... that burning heat, that masculine aura... it instantly captivated me."
Shen Weiwei's face flushed slightly, like a shy young girl.
"At that time, Yu Tang was anxious, desperately trying to separate me from him... He held me very tightly; that was perhaps the only time I ever surpassed Yu Tang."
The wind blew in through the broken window, carrying a slight chill, but Shen Weiwei seemed immersed in sweet memories, a smile playing on her lips, her cheeks flushed, her eyelashes trembling slightly—the image of a young girl in love.
As Shen Weiwei narrated, some images inexplicably flashed through my mind:
A white, pig-like corpse lay on the ground, the cold wind carrying a stinging, icy rain-like sensation poured in through the broken window, the lights outside twinkling like stars, while the delicate, sheep-like female body I held in my arms felt as warm as a fireplace.
"Ah~" A soft cry, indistinguishable between pain and pleasure, escaped her lips. Her lower body swelled and hardened, a massive, dragon-like penis plunging deep into her wet, soft, and tender opening. The surrounding flesh was stretched taut, revealing every crevice, clinging tightly to her skin. With the slightest movement, a strange, slippery fluid gushed out, flowing down the point of their union.
Between her snow-white, plump thighs, her mons pubis resembled a full, swollen bun. Between her labia, lightly adorned with dark pubic hair, squeezed a thick, engorged, crimson penis, clearly burning hot. A streak of bright red blood snaked along its veined shaft.
Almost without warning, the girl's most innocent possession had been taken.
Strangely, amidst the intoxicating masculine aura emanating from her, the girl felt no pain or discomfort whatsoever, a stark contrast to when Charles had been playing with her earlier. Her heart was filled with joy and pleasure, a strange, tingling, sweet sensation.
"Mmm~"
A delicate moan echoed in the room through the broken window. A well-built young man, his muscles almost perfectly proportioned, pressed down on a body as white and smooth as a lamb's. Her long, slender, white legs were draped over his shoulders, her pink toes swaying like flowers with each thrust.
His strong buttocks slapped against her jade-like buttocks, his erect penis entering and exiting her full labia. A trail of bright red blood trickled from her perineum, covering her delicate anus.
A more beautiful, younger girl pouted slightly, watching the scene with a hint of displeasure… She had finally won against her sister, only to lose to…
However, Yu Tang quickly noticed that the heat and redness on her brother's exposed body didn't seem to have lessened much after taking Shen Weiwei's virginity; in fact, faint steam was rising from his hairline and back.
Upon noticing this, the girl's lips curled into a slight smile…
As Shen Weiwei recounted her story as if in a dream, the pain in my mind intensified. The images that kept flashing through my mind severely disrupted my thoughts, and I didn't even notice that the thick fog around us was increasing, not only blocking the alleyway entrance but also slowly encroaching upon me.
But at that moment, I was completely oblivious to all of this, still immersed in Shen Weiwei's slowly unfolding tales of the past.
"His penis, so hard and hot... I could almost feel the bulging veins, the raised edges, repeatedly hooking and kneading my tender vaginal flesh, turning it inside out and rubbing it back in. The bright red blood quickly diluted and faded... It was as if it had transformed from a gaping, bloody wound into a greedy little mouth smeared with yogurt."
"I'm so happy... not only did I win against Yu Tang, but I also got..." Shen Weiwei smiled, touching her flat stomach.
"When those scalding streams gushed in, I felt like I was in heaven, floating, unable to come down, unable to descend... In the end, my stomach even bulged a little."
"Really... so hot, so much."
Shen Weiwei's languid voice was almost a moan, but then it suddenly changed: "But, when I finally landed, there was nothing left... so cold, so piercing."
A strange smile appeared on Shen Weiwei's lips, "Like the little match girl, warmth is like a dream, then you open your eyes..." The prince, now fully conscious, vanished without a trace, carrying the beautiful princess.
"Tell me, wasn't he going too far?"
I clutched my head, a bead of sweat trickling down my throbbing forehead. Another image flashed through my mind: on the disheveled bed, a young girl lay with her hair flowing, her face flushed, eyes closed, panting softly. Her shapely, snow-white body was covered in handprints and fragrant sweat. Her legs were spread wide, her mons pubis, like a snow-white steamed bun, was damp with dark brown pubic hair, her vulva swollen as if ravaged by a bear's paw.
Her two soft, red labia were wide open, her labia minora seemingly split open, stained with pinkish-white fluid. A small, pinkish-red opening, about half the size of a thumb, was partially closed, still faintly tinged with a trace of blood. Thick, sticky semen gushed out, hanging between her thighs and flowing down her buttocks.
Another pair of shapely arms draped around her neck, her fragrant knees resting in the crook of her arms, her naked, soft body pressed against her chest, her full breasts, her charming, innocent face… Yu Tang?
My mind raced again, the last image being of me holding the girl in my arms, leaping over a broken window, soaring through the air…
"Do you remember?"
I looked up, shaking my head blankly. Under the influence of pain, my memories, except for the most vivid ones, were almost like those that faded with each passing morning, gradually blurring the details of last night's dreams. Now, I couldn't even recall the details of the images that had just surfaced.
Except… Yu Tang.
Seeing my expression, Shen Weiwei suddenly laughed, a hint of disappointment, poignant beauty, and ruthlessness on her face.
"I shouldn't have expected the prince to remember the face of the green leaf beside the little princess."
I shook my head, saying, "No...it's different..."
Just as I was about to explain to Shen Weiwei that I had amnesia and a headache, countless tentacles formed from purple mist suddenly swooped down from all directions, grabbing my limbs...
I was immediately startled, realizing that the purple mist had somehow spread to my surroundings, even my back...
"You!"