Shen Yufei’s university wasn’t far from our neighborhood—just a short bus ride away.

It was past three in the afternoon. Assuming her classes had ended, I strolled over to the milk tea shop directly across from the campus gate and settled in. I ordered an iced tea, leaned back in my seat, and casually watched the school entrance.

About half an hour later, a familiar figure appeared.

Shen Yufei was wearing a white crop top that exposed her smooth, toned midriff, paired with tight denim cutoffs and simple white canvas shoes. Her long, slender legs looked dazzlingly pale under the bright sunlight, radiating the fresh, vibrant energy of youth.

But something was clearly wrong.

Normally, she walked with long, confident strides and carried herself with unshakeable pride.

Today, her steps were small and careful. Her thighs were pressed tightly together as if she was deliberately trying to keep them closed. Every few steps, she would pause and pretend to check her phone, but she was actually furtively adjusting her underwear. Her cheeks burned with an unnatural crimson flush, and her eyes looked dazed and unfocused.

I knew exactly why.

Last night’s violent initiation—taking her virginity while she was unconscious and pumping her full of my cum—had left its mark. Even in her drugged sleep, my thick cock and the relentless depth of my thrusts had stretched her tight, untouched little hole to its absolute limit.

Right now, her sensitive, tender flesh was swollen, congested, and incredibly fragile. The slightest friction from the rough denim against her inner thighs must have been sending unbearable waves of tingling pain and stinging heat through her core.

Shen Yufei wasn’t alone. She was walking with a short-haired female classmate toward the gate.

"Yufei, what’s up with you today? You’ve been squirming since class started. Did your chair suddenly grow spikes or something?" the short-haired girl teased, bumping Shen Yufei’s shoulder playfully.

"Ah!" Shen Yufei yelped like a frightened cat, instinctively shrinking away. "N-no... nothing! It’s just... these pants are a bit tight. Too tight."

"Tight? You’ve worn those jeans a million times. I’ve never heard you complain before." Her friend eyed her suspiciously, then broke into a mischievous grin. "Be honest. Are you in heat? You were blushing like a monkey’s butt in class and kept your legs clamped so tight... Don’t tell me you were fantasizing about some guy?"

"Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Yufei panicked, reaching out to cover her friend’s mouth. But the sudden movement tugged at the sensitive area between her legs, forcing her to hiss in pain. "Sss—"

"Oho, getting defensive now? Did I hit the nail on the head?" The girl pressed on. "Seriously, are you seeing someone behind my back? In the library earlier, you were reading one minute and squeezing your legs together, taking deep breaths the next. You looked like you were reading erotica or something."

"Lin Xiaoxiao! If you keep talking, I’m going to rip your mouth off!" Shen Yufei was humiliated and frantic, tears welling up in her eyes.

Only she knew the truth. She wasn’t thinking about any guy. She just... suddenly felt incredibly empty down there.

It was an unbearable, itching emptiness—like ten thousand ants crawling inside her, desperately craving something thick and hard to fill her completely. This shameless urge terrified her. She tried desperately to suppress it, but the harder she fought, the stronger her body’s reaction became.

"Okay, okay, I’ll stop." Lin Xiaoxiao noticed she was genuinely upset and raised her hands in surrender. "But seriously, if something’s going on, you have to tell me first. Come on, let’s get some bubble tea to cool off."

As they spoke, they walked straight toward the milk tea shop where I was waiting.

I stood up immediately, pretending I had just bought a drink and was heading out. I timed it perfectly and bumped into them right at the entrance.

"Oops! My bad," I apologized quickly, then looked up with feigned surprise. "Yufei? What a coincidence. Running into you here."

Shen Yufei’s head snapped up. The moment she saw me, her face twisted with a storm of emotions—shock, wariness, and a deep, instinctive panic she couldn’t hide.

"Bro... Brother Wang? What are you doing here?" She subconsciously took a small step back, pressing her legs even tighter together.

"I took the afternoon off to handle some business nearby. Did you guys just finish class?" I smiled, raising the cup in my hand while openly looking her up and down. "Why are you sweating so much? Your face is all red. Heatstroke?"

As I spoke, I deliberately stepped closer. The strong, masculine scent of an adult male instantly enveloped her.

Shen Yufei’s body trembled violently.

She was horrified to discover that the second her plain-looking neighbor got close, her already sensitive pussy contracted uncontrollably. A gush of warm liquid instantly soaked her underwear.

"No! No heatstroke!" Shen Yufei’s voice cracked. She avoided my eyes in panic, staring at me as if I were a monster. "It’s just... hot! We... we have things to do. We’re going first, Brother Wang!"

Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed Lin Xiaoxiao’s arm and fled into the shop as if running for her life.

"Hey, slow down! Damn it!" Lin Xiaoxiao stumbled after her, her complaints echoing from inside.

I stood there watching her retreat, my eyes locked on the rounder-than-usual curve of her ass in those tight shorts. I couldn’t help but chuckle darkly.

Run, little girl. Your body has already memorized my taste. The faster you run, the more blood rushes down there. Let’s see how long you can last.

That evening, carrying a bag of premium fruit, I knocked on the Lin family’s door.

Shen Shuai opened it, wearing headphones and clearly mid-game. When he saw me, he yanked them off and winked. "Bro, you’re here."

"Is Aunt Lin in?" I asked loudly, making sure my voice carried through the apartment.

"Cooking in the kitchen! Mom! Brother Wang is here!" Shen Shuai shouted.

Lin Xinrou poked her head out from the kitchen, an apron tied around her waist. Her expression stiffened the moment she saw me, but she forced a smile. "Tianyi? What brings you here? Come in, sit down."

"I got a bonus today, so I bought some good fruit. Thought I’d bring some over for you to try." I kicked off my shoes and walked confidently into the living room. "By the way... the sewer in my apartment seems a bit clogged. I thought I’d borrow your bathroom and have a bite to eat while I’m at it. You don’t mind, right?"

"Of course not. Sit down. Dinner will be ready soon." Lin Xinrou spoke quickly, avoiding eye contact as she retreated back into the kitchen.

I sat on the sofa. Shen Shuai immediately leaned in and lowered his voice. "Bro, you’re amazing. My sister came back earlier and locked herself in the bathroom for over half an hour. When she finally came out, her face was flushed red. She didn’t even want dinner—Mom had to force her to come out."

"Nice work." I patted his shoulder. "Keep watching tonight. Report anything unusual."

"Got it." Shen Shuai flashed an OK sign.

Dinner was served not long after.

Lin Xinrou had prepared four dishes and a soup—a proper feast.

Shen Yufei emerged from her room, dragging her feet. She had changed into loose, long-sleeved pajamas that covered her tightly. She walked to the table with her head down, sat silently, and stared at her plate.

I sat directly opposite both Lin Xinrou and Shen Yufei. The setup was perfect.

"Wow, Sister Xinrou, your cooking is incredible. This rib is so tender." I picked up a rib, ate it with gusto, and loudly praised the food while my eyes roamed freely over the mother and daughter.

"If it’s good, eat more," Lin Xinrou forced a smile, keeping her head down as she picked at her rice.

"Why isn’t Yufei eating? You look so listless. Is the academic pressure getting to you?" I deliberately turned the conversation toward Shen Yufei.

She flinched. Her head shot up, she glared at me, then quickly looked down again. "None of your business. I’m not hungry."

"How can you not be hungry? You’re at the age where you need to grow." I put down my chopsticks and put on a serious expression. "I went to your school for work this afternoon and happened to see you. You seemed to be having trouble walking properly. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? If you have any issues, just tell Brother Wang. I’ll definitely help you solve them."

I emphasized the word "solve." Shen Yufei’s face turned pale, then flushed deep crimson. She must have thought I had noticed something strange about her body.

"I said I’m fine! Stop worrying about me!" She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping loudly against the floor. "I’m full! I’m going back to my room!"

"This kid... how can you talk to Tianyi like that!" Lin Xinrou tried to smooth things over. "Don’t mind her, Tianyi. That’s just her temper. You know how teenagers are—rebellious."

"It’s okay, I understand," I smiled and waved it off, then suddenly changed the subject. "But Sister Xinrou, did you take the medicine you bought at the pharmacy today? Does it work?"

Clang!

The soup spoon in Lin Xinrou’s hand slipped and crashed onto the table, splattering hot broth everywhere. She stared at me in utter horror, her lips trembling. "You... how did you know I went to the pharmacy?"

"I happened to be passing by today and saw you inside," I said innocently. "I was just thinking you must be feeling uncomfortable. What did the doctor say? Are you overworked and in need of some... relaxation?"

The word "relaxation" hung in the air like a blade, slicing straight into Lin Xinrou’s deepest shame. She must have remembered the older lady at the pharmacy whispering about dry, barren fields craving moisture.

"I... I’m full! I’m going to wash the dishes!" Lin Xinrou stood up abruptly, leaving her bowl untouched, and rushed into the kitchen, slamming the door behind her.

In the now-quiet living room, only Shen Shuai and I remained. He was eating frantically.

"Brother, you’re amazing," Shen Shuai mumbled, giving me a thumbs-up with greasy fingers. "Just a few words and you completely broke her."

"This is nothing," I sneered, taking a sip from my bowl. "The real show is just beginning."

This meal was satisfying on every level.

I could feel the psychological defenses of this mother-daughter pair crumbling bit by bit under my relentless pressure. Their bodies had already betrayed them; now, it would only take one final spark to burn their remaining resistance to ashes and turn them into my exclusive playthings.

When I got home, I took a long, comfortable bath and lay in bed scrolling through my phone.

A WeChat notification chimed. It was from Shen Shuai.

"Brother, big news! I just walked past the bathroom and heard my sister doing laundry inside. I took a peek—she was actually washing her underwear! And... she was crying while she washed it!"

I stared at the screen, and the smile on my lips widened uncontrollably.

Cry, Sister Yufei. The tears you shed now will become the lewd juices flowing from your body in the future.

As for Sister Xinrou, those soy isoflavones won’t save you. The only thing that can truly save you is my thick cock that visits every night.

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