What the hell is going on?
Did I transmigrate?
Meng Lian stared at herself, bound to the bed, her face a mask of confusion.
She vaguely remembered taking a bath and going to sleep. Then, inexplicably, she had woken up in this strange place.
Struggling against her restraints, she discovered her hands and feet were tightly bound with black straps. She was wearing nothing but a bra and panties.
Wait, this isn't my body!
Meng Lian quickly realized something was wrong. Even if she usually slept naked, she hadn't bought a bra yesterday. Her "big sisters" couldn't possibly be wearing one. And the weight was all wrong—far too light, not even close to her own size.
Damn it, what's happening?
Did the Witch discover I'm an undercover agent?
As Meng Lian desperately struggled, the door suddenly opened, and a white-haired, red-eyed girl entered.
"Sister, you're awake! Here, drink this."
The girl smiled at Meng Lian, then sat on the edge of the bed with a bowl of pink soup, as if to feed her.
Don't come any closer!
The soup looked suspicious. Meng Lian clamped her mouth shut, turned her head away, and refused to cooperate.
"Sister, you're such a child. Even a grown-up like you needs to be fed. I don't know what to do with you."
The girl didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled strangely, took a small sip of the soup, then pried open Meng Lian's mouth. Under Meng Lian's incredulous gaze, she kissed her deeply, forcing the soup down her throat.
"Cough, cough! What did you make me drink?"
The liquid flowed down her throat into her stomach. Meng Lian coughed violently, her anxiety growing rapidly.
Where am I? And who is this girl?
I admit you're stunning—white hair, crimson eyes, practically every Alliance citizen's fetish—but this is way too aggressive!
Wait, why am I...
Suddenly, Meng Lian realized something was wrong. Her body was growing increasingly hot, unbearably so. She twisted and writhed against her restraints, but the ropes held her firmly, preventing her escape.
"You'll find out soon enough, Sister."
The girl's pupils glowed with crimson light, a playful expression spreading across her face.
"Wait!"
"Looks like Sister's quite satisfied with me. Though your mouth says 'no,' your body tells a different story~ How adorable."
The girl's assault was relentless, and Meng Lian quickly succumbed.
Waaah, what is this?! Waaah!
Meng Lian gasped for breath, her heart a mix of joy and despair. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
She never imagined her first day as a woman would end with her being taken, especially by a white-haired, crimson-eyed girl. It was undeniably thrilling, but shouldn't she be the one in control?
"Don't relax yet, Sister. We're not finished~"
Again?!
Before Meng Lian could react, the next round of overtime began.
You bastard! That's a foul!
"Ah!"
Huff, huff!
Meng Lian's eyes snapped open. She sat up abruptly, gasping for breath.
She frantically checked her body: her wrists were as pristine as ever, without any trace of restraints. Big sister...Hmm, the weight felt right. Oh, right, my thighs. Good, everything was exactly as it had been before she went to sleep last night.
"It was just a dream! Thank goodness..."
Meng Lian exhaled in relief, pressing a hand to her forehead, her face etched with utter despair.
This is fucking weird! The dream had felt so fucking real, as if she had actually been violated by a white-haired, crimson-eyed girl.
In that dream, she had been violated for five whole days!
Normally, one's sense of time is hazy in dreams, making it difficult to perceive the passage of time. But Meng Lian had clearly felt the hours ticking by. Even the texture of the girl's skin remained vivid in her memory, as if it were not a dream but a tangible reality.
During those five days in the dream, the girl had clung to her body like a perpetual motion machine, never letting go.
Five days. Do you know how she spent those five days?
Every day was either spent in a frenzy or on the path to one.
Meng Lian covered her flushed face, the memories from the dream still vivid. Just recalling them now made her cheeks burn crimson.
But this couldn't be a normal dream.
After all, what decent person dreams of being that for five consecutive days and remembers it all so clearly?
Meng Lian fell into deep thought.
Was it a curse?
Witches were certainly skilled in curses, but she quickly dismissed the idea.
The reason was simple: she wasn't important enough to warrant a curse, and not every witch knew how to cast them. Only the elite among them mastered this magic.
Then what was it?
Could it really be her own... arousal?
When in doubt, ask Senior Sister.
She had a Senior Sister, after all. Mo Du seemed like a perfect, ice-cold beauty and academic prodigy. Asking her would surely yield answers.
Just asking a question. I should be polite.
<i>Lian (Little Thunder Junior Sister): "Senior Sister, are you there? Are you there?"</i>
<i>Lian (Little Thunder Junior Sister): (A kitten peeks out.jpg)</i>
<i>Mo Du: "What's wrong?"</i>
Mo Du's almost instantaneous reply gave Meng Lian the illusion that the other woman had been waiting on the other side of the screen, her gaze fixed on her.
<i>Lian (Little Thunder Junior Sister): "Senior Sister, here's the thing: last night I had a dream where I became someone else. In the dream, I could clearly feel the passage of time, and I remember everything I did in it very vividly. I'm wondering, what exactly is going on?"</i>
Meng Lian briefly described the events of her dream, but she omitted the part about being repeatedly... you know... for five consecutive days.
Too embarrassing.
<i>Mo Du: "?"</i>
<i>Mo Du: "So quickly? You got there so fast?"</i>
Got where?
And Mo Du seemed genuinely surprised?
Meng Lian's heart leaped. So she does know something.
<i>Mo Du: "It's too complicated to explain in a few messages. Let's meet in person. At the cafe from yesterday. I'll come pick you up now."</i>
Lian (Little Thunder Junior Sister): "Senior Sister, you don't need to come all the way here. Our teacher gave me my student ID yesterday, so I can go to the Witch Academy. I'll come find you."
Mo Du: "That works too."
The student ID served as proof of identity, allowing Meng Lian to smoothly exit the Freshman Zone and arrive at the Witch Academy.
By the time Meng Lian reached the cafe, it was already noon, and Mo Du had been waiting for quite some time.
Standing beside her were two figures: one tall and one small, one dressed in white and the other in blue, chatting and laughing with Mo Du.
"Ah, is that the Little Junior Sister? She's amazing!"
The tall, white-braided woman's eyes lit up as she spotted Meng Lian. As Meng Lian approached, the woman instantly embraced her, their chests competing to create an exaggerated curve that left Mo Du staring in stunned silence.
"Hmph, she's just a little older than me," the blue-haired loli scoffed, but her mischievous little hand couldn't resist giving Meng Lian's chubby thigh a firm squeeze.
"Eh?"