The night had grown late.
After changing the bedsheets and taking a shower, Ning Chu sat at the head of the bed, leaning against the wall, her expression blank as she stared down at her phone.
Her body was sore and tired, her mind still a bit hazy. She looked up at Wen Yang, who was playing with the cat, and immediately her cheeks flushed with a soft blush. She quickly looked away again.
Ever since becoming a succubus, she really hated the inconveniences that came with the body.
But now… she’d also experienced the pleasure that came with it.
That kind of intense and overwhelming joy—something she had never felt before—was so intoxicating, it felt like it had carved itself into her very bones. She couldn’t help but want to relive it.
Ning Chu shook her head hard, trying to throw those unforgettable sensations out of her brain.
I’m a damn man!
At least—- I used to be!
I can’t let myself be conquered by momentary pleasure!Otherwise, how would I be any different from those corrupted doujin heroines who get mind broken and trained into submission?!
This can’t keep happening— This descent into womanhood is way too fast!
Even if she were a girl from the start, it’s crazy that she’s already been thoroughly explored by her boyfriend just two weeks after getting together.
Back in September, she was still a man.
Every time she remembered that, Ning Chu’s shame surged even harder. She lowered her head and covered her face with one hand, hiding like an ostrich burying itself in the sand.
Don’t think about it! Don’t think about it!
Wen Yang's manhood was absolutely insane—despite not being rough with her, he’d made her jaw almost dislocate just from its sheer girth.
She’d even choked and cried buckets of tears…
Though, to be fair, the taste of his cum wasn’t bad...
Ning Chu let out a small whimper and collapsed sideways, burying her burning red face into the pillow.
Unbelievable! How the hell did she agree to something like that?!
“Ning Chu?”
Wen Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor playing with Black Bean, looked up at the noise on the bed—only to see Ning Chu twisting around under the covers, occasionally punching the blanket with her little fists.
He instantly perked up in excitement.
Wait—! His cooldown is already over?!
“Go sleep in your dorm tonight!” she yelled.
Wen Yang’s excited expression instantly collapsed. He muttered in disappointment, “I’m not even gonna do anything…”
Yeah, right!
Aside from not going all the way, what haven’t you done?!
Furious, Ning Chu chucked a pillow at his face.
Wen Yang caught it, looking totally innocent.
He hadn’t technically broken the “no sex before marriage” rule—he’d just done everything but that. Think of it like running the tutorial before the actual game.
“My bad, my bad.”
Though he was mentally complaining, he still lowered his head and apologized quickly. He didn’t dare piss her off, not when today had been such a rare and wonderful opportunity. “Just this once, I swear it won’t happen again.”
“……”
Ning Chu fell silent.
From holding hands to kissing to... skilled handiwork—every step had been “just this once.”
And the result?
What’s next? When she really gets wrecked, is it gonna be “just this once” too?
Giving birth to a kid—“just this once”?
At this rate, they’d end up with a whole damn soccer team.
She looked down and noticed her tail unconsciously swaying between her legs. Her lips tightened.
“Anyway, you’re going home tonight…”
“Alright, alright.”
Seeing how insistent she was, Wen Yang gave in. “I’ll swing by in the morning and bring you breakfast?”
“Just don’t wake me up…”
“Want me to take a spare key?”
After thinking for a moment, Ning Chu got up and opened the drawer on her nightstand, pulling out the spare key and tossing it to him.
“When you come in, knock first. Don’t sneak in.”
“Got it.”
Wen Yang caught the key and stood up, stretching.
Then his gaze landed on her soft, full lips again.
Ning Chu’s face immediately turned crimson. She instinctively slapped a hand over her mouth and shook her head furiously. “No way!”
I’m already stuffed!
“I’m not some sex fiend, okay…” Wen Yang was both amused and exasperated. “I’m in sage mode now.”
“You’re not?”
“Of course not!”
“Then how about you look down?”
Wen Yang looked down, then gave a sheepish cough and awkwardly averted his gaze, dodging Ning Chu’s intense “you-perv” stare.
“Tsk!”
Little virgin boys like him really had no idea how scary their potential could be.
Ning Chu recalled the description of the male protagonist in the original story—not saying he was a seven-times-a-night beast, but at the very least, he was like a bull that could plow through a rice field without breaking a sweat.
It was a hentai story, after all. The story exaggerated everything: An all night full of non-stop plowing, what real-life girl could withstand that?
Honestly, it was a good thing he was still a virgin and pretty sensitive. Just ten or so minutes of “manual labor” was enough to satisfy him.
But if Wen Yang ever got a taste of the real thing... that would be terrifying.
“I’m leaving now?” he asked cautiously.
“Go, go, go~” Ning Chu waved her hand dismissively, face full of disdain. “I want a jianbing for breakfast tomorrow. Don’t forget.”
“Got it.”
With no other choice, Wen Yang opened the door, picked up his umbrella, and left the apartment.
The room instantly fell quiet, with only the sounds of Black Bean darting around.
Ning Chu collapsed weakly back onto the bed.
What the hell is happening...
She had originally just wanted to keep Wen Yang a virgin, so he wouldn’t be tempted by women and wouldn’t turn into the harem-building scumbag from the original story.
But now?
To achieve that goal, she’d basically added fuel to the fire, jumped into the pot herself, then even put the lid on—just like a frog being slowly boiled alive.
Then again…
If she could keep stringing Wen Yang along like this, he’d obediently reject other women and willingly derail the story’s plot.
But it’s only been two weeks!
That’s all it took for her to fall this far...
She rolled up her nightgown and quickly stripped it off, tossing it onto the nightstand.
The sensation of bare skin against the soft cotton sheets made her feel a little better. She stretched out and turned off the lights.
Black Bean jumped onto the bed, purring as it padded over. Its nose twitched as it nuzzled against her cheek, sniffing curiously.
Its whiskers tickled her skin, making Ning Chu turn her head with a frown—only for the cat to give her a few affectionate licks.
“Ugh, get off me.”
In the darkness, Black Bean’s pupils reflected faint light. Though pushed away, it eagerly scurried back again, trying to worm its way into the blanket.
Ning Chu was completely naked right now, with only the comforter shielding her body. Even if Black Bean was a female cat, she wasn’t about to let it in the bed.
So she held it down firmly and tucked it beside the pillow.
“Did you even bathe? Crawling all over my bed like this…”
She was a little worried she’d roll over in her sleep and accidentally crush Black Bean. But given how exhausted she felt, she figured she’d probably sleep like the dead tonight.
“…It’s a pity I’m not a guy anymore,” she murmured with a sigh.
“If you turned into a catgirl, I’d totally make you my wife…”
“But in the end, I became someone else’s wife.”
Lamenting fate’s cruelty, she gently tugged the blanket over Black Bean’s small form.
It was just past nine, but as she closed her eyes and listened to the rain pattering outside, her mind quickly drifted into sleep.
So which part of the story did that event break...?
That was the last fleeting thought in her head before she lost consciousness completely.
. . . . . .
“Mmm… So cold…”
“So heavy…”
Still half-asleep, Ning Chu felt something heavy pressing on her.
Her brain was foggy—she figured Black Bean had crawled onto her chest again. She didn’t even bother opening her eyes and simply reached out from under the covers to move the cat.
But what she touched... was smooth, soft, and human skin.
“!!!”
Instantly wide awake, Ning Chu’s eyes flew open in panic, her heart pounding.
Holy sh*t—did some pervert spawn in the room overnight?!
She stared in horror at the small, delicate figure lying on top of her…
“...Black Bean?”
“Morning~” said a sweet voice.
What the hell!?
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