ã€ŠKhalifa: Queen in the Apocalypseã€‹


 Chapter 1: Where am I this time?

    <h4>Chapter 1: Where am I this time?</h4>

    Khalifa Fei looked at the mirror in wonder.

    "What¡­ is going on¡­"

    She was clearly sleeping peacefully.

    Dreaming?

    No, too realistic.

    She, a revered water mage, ought to know when she was dreaming¡­ right?

    Pinching herself stung. Not a dream.

    Heaving a sigh, she quickly calmed herself down.

    Whether she was in an illusion spell or something else, she needed to calm down before she could do anything productive.

    Anyway, it wasn''t the first time she was pulled to something weird like an illusion, a lot of which were done still by a lover.

    She went back to studying the ''her'' in the mirror.

    It was the same pretty face: a heart shaped face, smooth pale skin, and delicate facial features.

    The difference was that the hair color and the eyes of this body were both ebony, unlike the original yellow-green eyes and bluish-silver hair she grew up with.

    She admired her new look. In retrospect, she should''ve changed colors more often. Quite a bit of fun, she thought.

    However, it was worth noting that the girl in front of her had also been wearing thick eyesses and a huge mass of hair covering her delicate face when she woke up.

    Even, this teenage girl looked a little older than her previous face. Granted, her old self was a hundred years old, but still a teenager in appearance based on her talent and lifespan.

    It was also the indicator that although they looked so much alike, this was still not her body.

    Well, not exactly.

    Her pretty eyebrows furrowed at this thought and she went to the door to lock it. She took off her clothes, studying this new body very, very carefully.

    There was the same mole under her left eye like she had. She found simr shapely breasts (though a little smaller than hers) and thin waists, though covered by baggy clothing.

    There was still the same drop-shaped birthmark under her bellybutton, and another beauty mark in the inside of her thigh.

    Other than a few differences, most features were exactly the same.

    At this point, she had an idea on who this girl was: A mirror image. A doppleganger. Another ''her''.

    This girl was simply another version of ''her'' in this strange new world.

    It was just that this version of herself hadn''t gotten her big break yet.

    In any case, she thought that everything was so very mysterious, and she finally found the interest to study her surroundings more deeply.

    After getting dressed as she was walking up, Khalifa finally took time to look around the room.

    The bedroom was a dormitory with four beds. There were four conjoining study tables in the middle, with personal wardrobes integrated into each bed. The room also had its own bathroom and kitchen.

    It was not bad, even better than she imagined.

    She perused around the room, observing, trying to figure out more about her life in this world from whatever clues she could find.

    First was her bed, which was rtively organized and full, very in. She had a calendar and a lot of adventure books.

    She smiled at the titles, and looking at the worn-out-but-cared-for quality of the books, she could tell that this Other Her retained her love for thrill.

    Too bad she didn''t have the resources to do what she wanted and could only turn to books, which she probably read over and over again.

    Next, she looked at the other beds and desks, in hopes of understanding the environment she was in.

    One bed was clean and organized, with blue and green sheets. Her desk was clean and had notebooks, a calendar, and a pencil case. A minimalist like the Other Her.

    The next was all pink and fluff and there''s even stuff toys on the bed. The desk had the necessities, but there were more stickers than there were books.

    The other one was a typical feminine bed withplete cosmetics and others. The sheets were made of purple silk, veryfortable.

    Walking around, she reached her bed again, but suddenly her legs gave in. She grasped her head, disoriented, as new memories yed inside her brain.

    It was the Other Her''s memories.

    She was also named Khalifa, an orphan with a high IQ. She supported herself through hard work and wit, but her beauty had more than once put her inpromising positions.

    Since she was a child, she has been nearly molested by strangers and guardian figures alike. Everytime she barely escaped intact due to her smarts.

    As she grew, she learned to hide herself, silently working in the background and gathering strength.

    And now she¡ªthe mage Khalifa¡ªhade, and she was stronger in ways this girl could ever imagine.

    It should have been a couple of months after entering her freshman year.

    She was 17 years old now and turning 18 the next day. It was just that she had a low level of existence, either staying in the library to study, or working part-time somewhere outside.

    So now her roommates have gone to ss, not even noticing she was still in bed.

    The Other Her got drenched in the rain the night before and got homete. She naturally didn''t feel very good the next day.

    By some freakbination of factors¡ªwhether it was overheating, suffocation, or other causes¡ªthe poor girl just¡­ never woke up.

    She sighed in pity at the loss of the young, high potential life. "Don''t worry." She said, "I am you and you are me. We will live well together."

    Speaking of, now that she was aware of what took the body''s life, she was made aware of how I''ll she actually was.

    She sighed and went to bed, but not before texting her professor and told him of her absence. She told him she was unwell and would not be going to school today.

    The Other Her had always been a good student, and she knew it wouldn''t be hard to get his approval.

    She jumpedzily in bed and opened her phone. From memory, she learned how to use it and she was excited by what she could do, her bad health temporarily forgotten.

    She was fascinated by the contraption and used the Other''s memories to navigate.

    Videos, games, and Apps¡­ there were endless possibilities!

    She immediately got addicted to the games and yed there the whole day. There was even a drama that she started to binge.

    "Hey," she thought out loud, watching the protagonist p the female antagonist in the face.

    "This world is going to be really fun!"

 Chapter 2: Transmigrated!

    <h4>Chapter 2: Transmigrated!</h4>

    Later that evening, as she watched Elene De Luna kiss the second male lead goodbye, the door finally made some movement.

    Keeping in-character, she puts down the phone and silently watched the neerse in.

    "ra! Come help me do my homework~" A whiny girl with a small voice yelled, yful.

    It was a chubby girl with curly hair and sideburns. Today her hair was tied up in a glittered ponytail.

    Responding to the girl''s plea, a soft giggle was heard.

    "Laura, slow down!" The voice was calm and smooth. The owner was a very pretty girl with shoulder length hair and bangs. She had a gentle maternal smile as she looked at her chubby friend.

    "Geez Laura..." Another voice sounded, this time it came from a curvaceous woman with long wavy hair. She also had a small voice, but much meeker than ra. "If you keep relying on ra, it wouldn''t be good for you."

    Laura smiled but rolled her eyes. "Yes, mother Mira~" The chubby girl said, yfully putting out her tongue.

    "You!" Mira eximed in a louder-than-usual-but-still-demure way, punching the girl''s face.

    ra shook her head andughed at her friends'' antics.

    The three girls went to the conjoined study table with their books.

    Laura continuously tried to sweet talk her way for the answers but the two girls seem already used to it and could prevaricate her.

    They were quite cute and innocent together but Khalifa couldn''t help but think of how familiar sounding their names were.

    Khalifa mused over the names as she put on back her non-prescription reflective sses, hiding her ebony irises with a tinge of the familiar golden green.

    What familiar names, she thought.

    ra, Laura, Mira... what rhyming names for roommates.

    What were the chances?

    Not much.

    She only encountered it once¡ª

    Then, it hit her.

    ra, Laura, Mira¡­!

    Characters in a book!

    It hit the descriptions perfectly!

    Especially ra, who happened to be its heroine!

    Khalifa gulped as she looked at her new roommates with an interested expression.

    Coincidence? Probably not!

    Chances were¡­ she was transmigrated to a Book ''Love Triangle in the Apocalypse!''

    ****

    ra Sinir, eighteen years old, was a well-loved girl since she was a child. She was described to be beautiful inside-out and was quite capable in all her endeavors.

    She won pageants and math olympiads alike. The perfect girl seeming to be blessed by the gods.

    Currently, she was the school belle and incredibly popr. She was the representative of the batch in the opening ceremonies, so she was only in her first year but she was already well-known throughout the school.

    When the story started, she was already dating her childhood sweetheart Chris Fontaire.

    Recalling some details from the story, she knew that the apocalypse would happen and this would be where the heroine''s adventure began.

    She was separated from her boyfriend and in her travels met Ryo Mogi, a handsome soldier, and his team of elite guards.

    Certain events lead to their good impressions towards each other and thus forming a love triangle¡­ in the apocalypse.

    And where was she, Khalifa Fei?

    She should be there¡ª

    She mulled over the story and couldn''t think of a mention of any Khalifa. She would remember if there was.

    Then, she realized what her role was in the book, and her eyes twitched almost immediately.

    She was mentioned once in the book as ''the nerdy roommate who gets eaten because Mira pushes her by ''ident.''

    In the plot, it served as foreshadowing to Mira''s sketchy character, whoter finally showed her true colors halfway through the story.

    It was revealed that Mira had always hated and was jealous of ire because she had secret feelings for Chris. This had gone since their middle school days.

    She had been emting ire''s demure-but-strong temperament to attract his attention. To no avail, of course.

    At this point, the unnamed roommate had long been forgotten.

    Instead of annoyed though, Khalifa... felt excited instead!

    She had loved this book! She enjoyed reading it!!

    First she was attracted by the element the heroine wielded: Water.

    Although the techniques shown in the books were all basic spells young mages learned, she still liked to watch them.

    It was also amusing to watch her vacite between the two men, even though it could get a bit frustrating.

    Anyway, it seemed to have a happy ending for the three of them.

    And now she can watch it all from the front seat? She can watch it with her own eyes!

    This is the best movie ever!

 Chapter 3: Into a Book?

    <h4>Chapter 3: Into a Book?</h4>

    She could still remember the day she found this book.

    The book was located in the Universe Library, where the stories of all protagonists of every generation in every world were kept.

    It was a magical ce.

    Naturally, this was generally not open to the public and essible only by special request.

    As for why she had unlimited ess, it was because the handsome monocled librarian was a lover.

    It also helped that she was a well-known mage genius and a lot of the prohibited things she did could get a pass.

    She just loved reading these books about different people, different worlds, different cultures.

    Since she had discovered the ce, she had almost always stayed for several hours at least.

    Her long lifespan of a thousand years was not even a fraction consumed yet, but she was already bored of this world.

    This was a world of elemental magic and...well, that''s all.

    There were barely even Monsters to practice on, unless you went straight to the mountains and went against those beasts on purpose...

    It could be said that this world of Magic, Magia, was so stable that it got nd.

    Even if they trained hard to fight since young in case of emergencies, there were barely any chances to apply them.

    Of course, this was a good thing, which was why she happily settled for satisfying her cravings for adventure through books, rather than bing a viin and causing chaos everywhere just because she was bored.

    She definitely had the potential to do it.

    In retrospect, it might be another reason why she had unlimited ess to the library¡­

    In any case, she had developed a yearning for the uniqueness of other worlds.

    She yearned for adventures and innovations. And she yearned for an exciting life more than just magic.

    She stayed the whole afternoon to finish a book about a man in something called a cultivation world.

    He had his harem who he would grow up with and enjoyed as he powers up. The weak-to-strong story got to her and it was very fun to read.

    She stood up and searched amongst the bookshelves for her next book. This time she went to survival stories, because she suddenly felt like she needed the thrill.

    Her dainty hands traced across the titles. There were all sorts of titles like ''The Monsters Appear'', ''Gates of Hell Opens'', ''Thrown to an Alien Beast World'', ''Surviving the Apocalypse'', ''nts and Zombies'', among others.

    Amongst hundreds of titles though, her eyes were attracted to a bright blue-grey book just below her eye level.

    It had simr color to her hair and eyes, so it was particrly curious to her as apocalyptic and survival stories had darker covers.

    However, just as she was about to approach it, she felt strong arms wrap around her t stomach, pulling her back.

    She then felt someone pushing away the hair from her neck, followed by hot, wet, kisses tracing the side of her neck.

    The warmth crept up to her ears, a sensitive spot of hers, and the person''s warm breath hovered.

    "Hmm¡­"

    Her hand moved to the side of the man''s face, encouraging. He started licking her ear and her breath hitched when he sucked her neck.

    "T-Theo." She called out, turning her head to the handsome redheaded bespectacled librarian whose first time she took, herself. "Are you already done with work?"

    The man was leaning down, hovering above her. At her question, he nodded passively, eyes staying on her lips. She chuckled and turned her body so her lips could meet his.

    Theodore dly met her kiss and put out his tongue for ease of entry. He tasted her tongue and the bottom of her mouth, sucking.

    The slurping sounds of their kisses reverberated across the empty halls, increasing its temperature.

    Not enough, he carried her to the wide sofa near them. He let her sit on his thigh, before

    he dipped down his head to taste her neck again, his hot breath spreading across her entire body.

    As he sampled her skin, she could hear him mumble. "You really liked what you were reading."

    She could hear a pout in his voice.

    She chuckled, amused. Did she ignore him for too long?

    "Aww, I''m sorry." Her velvety voice entered his ears and to his spine. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, letting him feel her curves.

    "How do I make it up to you?" she smiled, her beautiful eyes staring at him, ready to cater to his request.

    The sight got him hot but he didn''t jump on her. There would be peopleing in soon, after all.

    Instead, he only kissed the side of her face with a smile. "I''ll definitely take you up on that offerter."

    "Oh." She said and nodded, letting her head rest on his shoulders.

    As sheyfortably against his chest, she looked at the massive bookshelves several stories high. "So all these stories had happened in our and other worlds?"

    "Not necessarily. Many of them hasn''t happened yet."

    "Oh?" She mused, very interested. "They are like destiny books, then?"

    "Hmn..."

    She looked around in interest. "Did you know... there''s a mention in the book just now, about the existence of parallel universes." She said, "And how there are versions of us out there..."

    "Hmmm." he nodded. "But not in all of them. There can only be two at a time, like mirrors."

    She nodded cutely, evidently very interested, but instead of telling her more, Theo couldn''t help but kiss her again.

    Inevitably, the kisses turned deeper and she was pushed down the sofa, with Theo kissing the side of her face south to her neck and corbones.

    She hummed and massaged his head as he caressed her, her head arching against the arm rest.

    Interestingly, she opened her eyes at this moment and the first thing she saw was a book in the bookshelf behind her.

    It was that curious blue-silver book that had attracted her attention.

    There were indeed plenty of books in that bookshelf, but this book and its a bright cover kept her eyes and curiosity.

    Despite all the distractions, she managed to read its title.

    ''Love Triangle in the Apocalypse'' it said.

    At the time, her mind was all on the warm wet tongue tracing her skin so, she just thought in passing: ''what a weird title''.

    Fortunately, she actually read the book in the end or else she''d feel so much regret right now!

 Chapter 4: Love Triangle in the Apocalypse

    <h4>Chapter 4: Love Triangle in the Apocalypse</h4>

    She remembered looking for it the next day, right after escaping Theodore''s perverted ws.

    She randomly opened up the first page, not sure what to expect.

    This one didn''t have a summary. Theo said this indicated that the events of the book hadn''t happened yet, because there was still the possibility of change.

    It was the first time she encountered a destiny book, so her interest was piqued.

    Telling Theo expressly not to bother her, she settled down in afortable nook and started to read.

    It was set in a world called Blue Star, very simr to the settings of most ''modern'' books she had read before.

    She was attracted by the story, as well as the fact that the heroine was also a ''water mage'' of sorts. Shepleted it all in one sitting.

    However, I''m retrospect, she remembered that as she put the book back on the shelf, she identally grazed her hand on its covers, and dripped blood on it.

    She didn''t think much of it back then and went home to sleep, because she felt a little drained.

    At the time, she just thought she was too kind to her men.

    Now she knew there was more to it than she would have ever imagined.

    The next thing she knew after waking up, she was in the dormitory bedroom, sweating from being ill.

    "Are you okay?"

    She looked up to see ire, who had already walked to her at some point with a concerned face.

    It happened that ire left early that morning for her club practice and the other two were too self-absorbed, especially when they ran a bitte.

    There had indeed been a mention that ire was the only one who had a real acquaintance with the unnamed roommate.

    It was also because of her that she was mentionedter in the story, where ire and the soldier were having a heart-to-heart and she expressed regrets about the people they lost.

    The other two were staring at her, apparently just noticing her there.

    After all, usually at this time she was almost always in the library.

    She could bet Laura had already forgotten her name had she not been mentioned asionally by ire.

    "I''m fine, thanks." She said, lowering her voice as the Other Her habitually had. "I just needed a bit of rest. I''ll fine. Okay tomorrow."

    ire looked at her up and down to see if she was just being polite. "Have you eaten?"

    She nodded her head. She had, she ate the heavenly invention of instant ramen the Other Her had in stock.

    It''s glorious taste would be forever etched in her heart.

    ire nodded, seeing that she wasn''t lying. "I have both paracetamol and ibuprofen here. Which one would you prefer? I rmend ibuprofen as it works longer, but only if you don''t have stomach problems, of course."

    Khalifa remembered this girl was taking medtech, and she was nning to be a doctor in the future.

    This girl was genuinely kind, and definitely very lucky¡ªchosen children of a universe had a special charm to them¡ªand she could see how she''d be involved in a love triangle in the middle of a disaster.

    "I''d appreciate that, thank you." She said as sheid down.

    As she closed her eyes she could get ire rummaging her non-prescription cab and Laura whispering to Mira: "what''s her name again?"

    After taking her meds, the four girls went back to their previous activities.

    Khalifa stared at the in white ceiling for a while, now that she had interactions with real people, finally truly absorbing the fact she was pulled somewhere else¡ªlikely, a different universe altogether.

    In her daze, she tried to recall what she read.

    The story started with the introduction of the heroine, ra Enire, a sweet girl from a normal middle-ss happy family.

    It showed the interactions between her and her loving parents, how they told each other''s day to each other, how theyforted each other in bad days.

    The story also told of their harmony with the guest, her boyfriend, how he was treated as part of the group as soon as he knocked on the door.

    The sweet male lead, Chris, was eating with their family. He had been so well-integrated that they''re probably just waiting for them to be of marriageable age to get married.

    The initial parts of the story was quite peaceful, with her everyday school life with her two friends: Laura and Mira, with a vague mention of another roommate (apparently, her) whom they barely ever saw.

    They were a happy family, which makes the uing tragedy even sadder.

    But the story made no foreshadowing of this, it simply showed the life of a normal functioning family, that it made her¡ªan orphan¡ªenvy it a bit.

    It was when the male lead was called to participate in a contest in another province, and it was around this time that the beginning of the tragedy struck.

 Chapter 5: Tragedy

    <h4>Chapter 5: Tragedy</h4>

    More and more people caught the flu, and there was a worldwide lockdown that happened.

    Chris was trapped in another city and the couple could only say love words through video calls.

    Then one day, like a massive switch was flicked, the worldpletely changed.

    Overnight, half of the poption died and transformed to flesh eating zombies, turning the whole world into a purgatory.

    ra was in her dormitory at the time, and could not contact her parents.

    Several chapters were decicated to their escape. They also came across the unnamed roommate along with a few other people running away.

    But a lot of zombies were attracted and they had to close the door to the gymnasium.

    Mira closed it earlier than needed, keeping out many people, including their unnamed roommate, who could''ve easily gone through.

    This was followed by survival stories, as well as the conflicts amongst survivors for the increasingly limited food and resources.

    When the group ran out of food, ra was one of the unlucky people to draw the short end of the straw, and find food for the team with a few others.

    Of course, her two friends remained in the group as ''hostages''.

    It was quite a thrilling part where the heroine did her best to be able to escape the monsters and go to the food.

    Sadly, she was powerless in the end and she almost died with herpanions.

    This is where the other male lead, Ryo, entered, like a hero.

    The group were soon rescued by the other male leads group of soldiers, and almost immediately this male lead showed a vague favor for the female lead.

    There were also several chapters where she was rescued by him many times, and her good impression of him grew.

    Of course, at this point it was still a friendly sort of favor. The female lead had a loyal personality and wouldn''t betray her lover so easily.

    They even went adventuring alone as he helped and apanied her to go to her house to see her parents, though only to see them trying to eat her instead.

    She cried in pain and he hugged her infort. (Khalia also shed a few tears). And they only became ambiguous starting that time.

    It took them about a week to arrive in a safe base built by the military.

    At this point, some people, including the heroine, awakened superpowers.

    Initially, only 10% obtained powers and after a few weeks, some more awakened after surviving a bite.

    This number,bined with the ratio of ordinary people decreasing due to their easy deaths, the supernatural people reached a much higher ratio¡ªabout a third of the surviving poption were superpowers after about a year.

    These people lived much better than the others.

    Mira was not one of these blessed people, and it twisted her already twisted personality even deeper.

    Taking advantage of ra and living a decent life, she schemed against her behind her back again and again throughout the story.

    She was kicked out by Ryo when she almost seeded in getting ra killed.

    But like a cockroach, she survived long enough to encounter Chris, who had been desperately trying to get back to his girlfriend.

    She told her negative things and emphasized ra''s new rtionship.

    Chris ignored her and didn''t rescue her when she needed, she died in bitterness. Khalia pped at this scene.

    Chris believed in the heroine, and was heartbroken when they finally met and he noticed her feelings for another man.

    Plenty of misunderstandings and drama urred in the middle, at the same time parallel plots of dealing with zombies were included, like a side plot.

    When ra almost died (again) the two men finally foundpromise and decided to share.

    The story ended with defeating thergest zombie tide by far, showcasing hope that humans could handle this next era.

    In retrospect, the story wasn''t that special. But it was her first apocalypse novel, so it etched a special ce in her bookish heart.

    The book described the event would happen during their final exams. So this meant she had less than 2 months before it started.

    This wasn''t much of a problem until... she realized: the magic elements in the atmosphere were way too thin!

    At this thought she abruptly sat up, face pale.

    Fortunately, the girls had already gone to bed at this point and she didn''t startle anyone.

    She concentrated and tried again.

    None.

    If an inferior ne could still have specks, this ce barely even had an iota!

    She couldn''t use magic yet!

    Her body was also weak. Just running a few hundred meters and she had a feeling she''d be gasping for air.

    And, perhaps more important,¡­she had no money!!

    She touched the drop birthmark on her navel to see her space if her things were there and... empty!

    None! Her decades of collections and riches... gone!!!

    The space itself was even reduced to only about a hundred cubic meters!

    She looked around and one square meter of ntable ck soil was left!!!

    What a tragedy!

    To hell with following the plotline eating popcorn, she may not even have coarse bread to eat!

    What could she do?!

    She opened her phone to search ''fastest way to make big money'', and studied it thoroughly.

    She considered her current resources and conditions and time there was no way...

    She''ll have to find someone rich to scam... er... partner with.

 Chapter 6: Handsome Professor

    <h4>Chapter 6: Handsome Professor</h4>

    In the end she decided to not go to school anymore during this period.

    Of course, to do this peacefully, she had to convince her adviser.

    Speaking of, the advisor was a very handsome man in histe twenties. In memory, he had beautiful light brown hair and eyes.

    But that was all, the Other Her simply had no time to be interested in the opposite gender.

    If anything, she was afraid of them because of her previous experiences.

    Pushing down the thoughts, she knocked on the professor''s lounge. She found him writing on a notebook very seriously, the light from the window behind him illuminating him well.

    The Other Her''s memories really didn''t do this man justice.

    He was tall, sleek, and with sharp features. His sses made him even sexier. The wayfarer frame of his sses framed his beautiful oval face very well.

    Even if he dressed conservatively, she could see his muscle outline.

    Very sexy.

    He noticed her presence and he politely smiled, like he always did to everyone.

    "Are you feeling better?"

    It took a moment to realize he''s asking if she was still ill. She shook her head. "I am better now professor, thank you for asking."

    Khalifa sat on the chair next to his as per instruction, and she started talking about her case.

    The Other Her was not less intelligent than she was. She actually mastered the semester''s course outline ages ago. But she didn''t want to act too high-key.

    If it was her, she would''ve just finished the course in one-go and graduated early.

    Then again, if the Other Her had done that, she''d have missed this superior specimen. So, thank you, Other Her, for doing her this favor.

    "I would like to apply for leave." She told the professor with that lowered but quiet voice of hers that he knew.

    The Other Her had experienced a very big scare as a child, so she had been desperate to hide everything good. This included her chime-like voice that had special attraction to men.

    She had gained a habit of being very vocal in bed, because her lovers insisted on hearing her voice every time.

    The man paused and looked at her seriously, wondering if he could see anything through bodynguage.

    But Cauis looked at the bespectacled girl who was so covered up that he couldn''t read her.

    "Can you tell me why, then?"

    "I''m... getting a job."

    "Can you tell me what it is?"

    "It''s a little personal, but I assure you it ispletely legal and done by thousands with their heads up high."

    He pauses, thinking. "How long?"

    "Two months." She said, straight to the point, and he frowned deeply at this.

    "What? The finals¡ª"

    "I can take the exam sir." She told him, stopping his words. Her confident stance attracted him to look at her deeper. "Right now."

    "What?"

    He was naturally skeptical, who wouldn''t, but admirably, he didn''t show a clue of his inner thoughts on his face.

    He maintained a fair attitude to listen, and Khalifa thought he was a very good teacher.

    What she didn''t know was that his attitude was soft because she was truly a smart and hardworking girl, just trying to escape her predicament as an orphan.

    Like he had.

    "I''ll ask the department head." He said and stood up, and she waited patiently for news.

    About half an hourter, he arrived with an exam a couple of years prior.

    "The passing score for this is not like normal, understood?"

    "Yes, professor."

    "You need to get at least 80% before it is considered a pass."

    She nodded with confidence. She smiled at him, and her charm oozed even behind the sses, pulling him into an inexplicable daze.

    "Thank you for understanding."

    ***

    A few more professors passed by when they heard of this exception.

    They knew of this student, who perfected every exam but had such a low sense of existence.

    An hourter, they were surprised to find she really finished the advanced final exams with flying colors!!

    After seeing the gossiping professors leave, he sighed and looked at the girl appreciatively.

    "My nephew is in need of a tutor, would you like to give it a try?"

    She thanked him, but she needed huge amounts of money.

    "My current tutoring gig is enough sir." Though she was also nning on quitting it. And not only money was needed, but the time to retrain her body.

    Without magic, all she could do was improve her physique. She really didn''t want to be a zombie!

    From the description of the book and from what came out of her inte research, they were really disgusting!

    Cauis didn''t notice her pale face because he was admiring her exam scores "This is amazing."

    Then, he turned to her, asking sincerely. "If you need any more help, I can..."

    ''If you take me on that table, it will be helpful'' she mused with a hidden smile.

    He looked at this student with huge sses and an unappealing hairstyle. But his eyes couldn''t help but follow as she stood up at the table and approached him.

    She stepped forward so she was only a meter away. Not too close, still outside his personal space.

    But it was enough for her to get a wisp of her scent.

    She smelled... clean.

    He wanted to sniff her, but caught himself with a blush. He cleared his throat.

    "Thank you professor." She said, but this time she didn''t suppress her natural silken voice.

    Her lovely voice entered his ears and his body reacted a little.

    Cauis flinched a little and gave her a second look, thinking if he was imagining things.

    Khalifa smiled. This professor was really kinda cute.

    Finally deciding to let the professor go, for now, she sent him a pretty smile visible through all that cover, her unmasked voice sounded like a melody in his ears.

    "See you again soon, professor."

 Chapter 7: School Life

    <h4>Chapter 7: School Life</h4>

    Khalifa went out of the teacher''s office in a good mood, very well aware of the subtle stare that followed her movements.

    When she exited the teacher''s lounge, her bodynguage returned to before, slightly hunched back, head a bit bent down, exuding shyness.

    At least for today, she wanted to experience ''school life'' herself.

    She naturally had an impression based on the Other Her''s memories, but personal experience was still a must¡ªeven if it was just one day.

    The Other Her was taking a Business Management course, knowing the chances of climbing up this road was higher.

    The first ss today was Mathematics and she entered the room with interest.

    She listened with interest as the basics were taught by the old teacher.

    As she watched, she thought math was indeed thenguage of the universe.

    If she tranted magic spells into maths, she''d actually get a form. It was just that itsprehension would depend on magic talent.

    The next courses were general education, as they were still freshmen and a lot of their courses were still in this sort.

    First was basic history, teaching the history of the from 3000 years ago, when civilizations were first recorded.

    She didn''t know how it was for simrs, but the development of this wasn''t slow.

    From walking on foot to simple space exploration. 3000 years didn''t seem too long for a ce without magic.

    Human ingenuity was indeed a marvelous thing.

    The next optional general course was Introduction to Botany, which the Other Her took because of her natural love for nts. Khalifa almost thought this one could''ve been a wood mage instead.

    She rummaged through her memories for a reason and it didn''t take long to figure it out.

    This was because when she was young, she had run away from a molester¡ªone of the orphanage''s sponsors.

    She had known the institution wouldn''t protect her so she had to escape on her own.

    She was only seven at the time, and the man was in his early 50s¡­

    The orphanage had a small garden where they taught children to handle nts, which the Other Her loved, and she ran towards that ce knowing the ce by heart.

    The old man tripped somewhere at the time, being stung by a cactus. The man apparently had an allergic reaction and didn''t bother her for months after that.

    Sadly, all the cacti was thrown away because of it, and she had developed a special liking for sulents since then.

    She had wanted to buy at least a cactus for her table but¡­she was very stingy.

    Well, this Khalifa was determined to grant those little wants of her tragic mirror.

    She really did have fun in the ss, personally. She liked to learn about the different parts of the nts and their functions, and in her mind she could already tell how to use her powers¡ªwhich were, ouch, nonexistent¡ªin rtion to the nts here.

    Then¡­ the part of the day which she looked forward to the most finally came: Lunch Time.

    She happily lined up, already drooling mentally at the deliciousness.

    In her home back in the Magic Continent, food culture wasn''t popr because most people consumed elemental candies.

    These things were enough nutrition for a mage for the whole day. Naturally, few people could actually cook decent meals.

    In fact, because it was only non-magic people who really needed food, food like this was even frowned upon, as if it was something for the poor and talentless.

    Hence, even among non-magic people, the development of this industry was incredibly slow.

    Thinking about it now, it felt like she really missed out on a lot.

    In any case, she happily lined up the counter, peeking at the menu options as soon as she could.

    There were six viands , two vegetable , and two dessert options.

    She bought a bit of everything.

    If the Other Her could see the bill, her teeth would definitely ache.

    But she was herself, and she was confident she''d figure out a way to make money. Somehow. Someday. Hopefully well before the apocalypse.

    Anyway, she pushed allprehension aside and just enjoyed her food.

    It was even better than she imagined.

    Vegetables could be this crispy and vorful? Meat could be made so juice and savory? Oh my! What a sweet cake! She turned to the serving counter to see if there was still some more¡ª

    "Hey, roommate." A voice sounded next to her, cutting off her attempt to buy some more food. She frowned and didn''t look at the neer very friendly.

    It was none other than Mira, the person who would have been responsible for ''her'' death.

    However, she couldn''t be too openly hostile so she nodded at the girl and continued with her eating.

    "I feel you changed somehow." She said, cing her tray next to her, looking at her gently.

    Internally, Khalifa scoffed.

    She knew what she was doing; She was trying to mimic ire again, trying to get her¡ªa random stranger¡ªto favor her more than ire.

    It was a pitiful way for her to feel better about herself.

    "In a good way, I hope." She just said, finishing up her meal quickly, not wanting to interact with this woman for any longer.

    "Well, I''ll go now. I still have ss." She said, and scurried away.

    She did not seem to mind the hidden re from behind her.

 Chapter 8: Physical Education

    <h4>Chapter 8: Physical Education</h4>

    After another day of student life, she finally reached thest ss of the day: PE.

    She was fairly looking forward to this, as she had felt the weakness of her body, likely caused by a malnourished childhood.

    Freshmen PE was mostly aerobic exercises and today it was running and brisk walking.

    The Other Her abhorred this subject, primarily because it was the only subject she just couldn''t excel at.

    However, Khalifa knew it was necessary to improve her physique immediately if she didn''t want to turn into those ugly zombies.

    As she approached the fields, she mused what to tell the instructor.

    After all, she had a bit of a weak body and was prone to illness, so she was often exempted from activities by virtue of her high grades.

    No PE teacher would want to be the public enemy of academic professors, after all.

    That was why, when Khalifa told her that she would definitely be joining today, the instructor looked at her very weirdly.

    The instructor was a beautiful curvaceous woman with short hair. She was well-built and had a gant stance to her, making her look beautiful but heroic.

    "Are you sure?" The woman asked again. This was the little precious vase of the academe departments! She couldn''t afford this burden.

    "I won''t push myself too hard." She said, and looking at her unrelenting look, the instructor couldn''t say no.

    Because Khalifa had a low sense of existence, her sudden joining after months of exemptions didn''t cause too many side-yes, which was fortunate because she really wanted to just focus on improving her physique.

    She was slow, much slower than her peers. She felt very very tired, sore, and very very sweaty.

    Her ligaments were aching and she was drenched with sweat. It was very ufortable, but she persevered.

    How did she do it? She imagined a zombie running after her, of course.

    But those people watching couldn''t help but look at the bespectacled girl with unttering braided hair.

    Many people admired her obvious perseverance. She was obviously pushing herself, and this in itself was admirable.

    There were still, of course, some bastards who focused on the wrong things.

    "I didn''t know we had such a sexy ssmate." One boy said, eyes focused on the bouncing breasts, and the figure revealed by the sweat.

    "Although her face is probably ugly, who looks at the face so much if you have a body like that?"

    "What''s her name again? She''s obviously very shy, right? Show her some affection and she''d run into your arms!" His friend added, licking his lips, as if he was licking something else.

    His friend looked at him. "Be my wingman?"

    "Only if you''d share!"

    They cackled, already imagining what they''d do, but their breathing suddenly stopped when they felt cold all of a sudden.

    They turned back to see that popr professor staring at them badly.

    "P-Professor! We¡ª" But one of the boys covered the person''s mouth. As they said, anything they said could be used against them.

    Hence, afraid they''d get reported, they just greeted him in a hurry and scurried away.

    Cauis frowned as he stared at the boys'' backs and he turned his head to the field and his eyes softened unconsciously.

    Then he remembered how those boys looked and talked about her, and his mood dropped immediately.

    But then he thought she was indeed very shy.

    What if she fell for a bastard who happened to know?

    As a caring teacher, he decided to take it upon himself to warn her.

    ***

    It was fortunate that he thought so, because after school, he found those two male students following her to the female dormitory.

    She was walking nonchntly holding arge colorful swirl lollipop children liked to eat.

    At the back of his head, he wondered where she kept it, but he was more concerned about her wellbeing at the moment.

    He was too far from them to know what they were talking and chuckling about as they stared at the girl''s back, but looking at their disgusting looks, he had an idea.

    From his location, he saw another boy holding a dog. Only this dog seemed hostile and was ready to attack.

    His heart dropped and his feet moved on their own towards her.

    How they snuck it in school grounds, they better not let him find out¡ª

    When he was a few meters away, he saw the quick dog was let go and his eyes widened.

    "Damn!" He yelled, running to her.

    Then the boy fell before suddenly appearing, like a hero, bravely stopping the dog with its body.

    And surprisingly, as if it was genuinely afraid, the dog squealed and ran to where it came from.

    Cauis was relieved at first, seeing her safety, but he frowned in worry when he saw the gant image of the boy in front of her.

    If he didn''t know the bad brain of these boys, he''d be impressed with his bravery, let alone an inexperienced girl like Khalifa!

    "Are you okay?" He asked with a gentle smile,

    Cauis couldn''t wait for her reaction, he strode in between them and raised the boy''s arms.

    A packet dropped and he knew it was probably one of those scentless chemicals that scare off dogs.

    "If you want to chase a girl, you shouldn''t do underhanded tricks."

    The boy gestured to deny, but his eyes met Cauis'' sharp ones, shutting his mouth up.

    Gauis narrowed his eyes, leaning closer to the boy''s ears. "If you don''t want to be expelled, I better not see you or any of your cronies a meter from this girl, understood?"

    "Y-Yes!!" He yelled and ran away. From a distance, he could see his cronies running after him, distraught.

    He heaved a sigh and his stance softened as he turned to look at the girl, who he realized was gazing at him the whole time.

    He could barely see her eyes but he felt the heat of her gaze. It was a gaze of admiration, wasn''t it?

    In any case, it made him blush a bit.

    Also, where did she keep thatrge swirly lollipop she was eating?

    But what distracted him was the peek of her pink tongue.

    He cleared his throat and regained his bearing as a teacher. He took out his phone and dialed a number.

    "Make sure to call my number if you ever get into trouble, okay?" He said, and judging by how her phone was vibrating, he was also calling her number as if to emphasize the reminder.

    As if unsure what this was all about, Khalifa nodded, and Cauis had an inexplicable urge to pat her head.

    He gripped his hand instead and heaved a sigh.

    "Don''t believe in boys'' nonsense. You can only think about dating after graduation."

    She nodded and he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

    It was around this time that he finally noted that she was still wearing those standard PE uniforms, showing off her generous curves.

    It was obviously conservative, why did it look so sexy on her?

    "Professor?" She looked at him in puzzlement, stepping closer to him, appearing very worried.

    His breath became a little heavy, the heat in the air was palpable¡ª

    Riiiing!

    She paused and looked at her phone. It was an rm reminder of her part-time job. She said so and he nodded.

    Relieved that the weird atmosphere dissipated, Cauis scratched the back of his neck in awkwardness. "Be careful."

    She tilted her head to face him. "Thank you for saving me, professor." She said with that pretty voice of hers.

    But what he didn''t expect was for her to suddenly tiptoe to give him a gentle peck on the cheek.

    "Bye, bye, professor~" She said with a smile, leaving him there on his own until he finally caught himself.

 Chapter 9: Tutor

    <h4>Chapter 9: Tutor</h4>

    Heather: I''M FINALLY CONTRACTEEDDD!! Here''s an advanced chapter for you guys to show my gratitude for your support!

    If you have been with me since the explicit stuff was in the early chaps, please reread the whole thing! I revamped everything and although there was stuff that was kept, I guarantee the changes are better (in terms of writing and plot).

    I really didn''t expect this to be contracted so the previous version wasn''t proofread much and a lot of details weren''t explored. But now that it was, I strive to make it worthy of the contract.

    I assure you, if you like smut with a bit of plot, the changes I made are wee~

    As for our precious explicit scenes¡­ I had to move them a bitter to meet the contract requirements. I finally signed the contract! I don''t want it to be redacted while they''re verifying it, righhttt????

    ___

    "Heading to your part time job?" An old man asked her as he ate the bread she handed him.

    He then gave the rest to the pets he had on hand; Two dogs: a big white one and a small brown mutt.

    She nodded, squatting next to him and petting his adorable dogs. They had that stupid look on their faces, friendly with anyone, as always.

    He was an old man living under the bridge she passed by everytime she went to her tutoring session.

    He had been living under the bridge since she (the Other Her) knew him, but he never actually begged for food.

    Usually, he cleaned up trash from restaurants and eateries, and he would get some leftovers in return.

    She looked at the old man a little longer than usual this time. The old man smiled at her, sensing her stare.

    "What is it you want to say, youngdy?"

    "I''ll be quitting my job soon." She said, "I may not be able to pass by here as often¡­"

    She pouted, ying with the two dogs. She took some more jerky snacks from her pocket (space) and told them to do tricks she and the old man taught them.

    As the Other Her loved nts, she also loved Animals and poor people. She always thought that if she helped other people, her fortune would also turn for the better.

    Also, she had a soft heart, even after going through so much.

    Simrly, the Her from the magic world also had a soft heart, because she barely suffered anything even after living for so long.

    This was the reason why even when she was technically a different person, she was still so natural around the old man and the dogs.

    The manughed at their antics, and looked at her warmly. "The children and I will miss you, youngdy!"

    She smiled, patting off the dust from her pants and standing up. "I will miss you guys as well."

    As she walked away, she couldn''t help but turn back.

    "Don''t forget about me~"

    She told him..

    After all, this old man obviously had dementia.

    ***

    Her student''s name was called Jacob Adams, a handsome boy around her age.

    He was actually several months older than her, but was held back due to hisck of focus.

    From the Other Her''s memory, he was a good-looking young boy with short hair, brown eyes, and a charming smile.

    That was all, however, and her only impression of thisd from memory was that he wasn''t very smart.

    His proficiency was on the athletic side and wasn''t bookish at all. But his school required him to have a certain grade to keep his position in the team.

    Somehow, she found the hiring notification and her ster grades and unassuming appearance allowed her to get the job.

    She had been tutoring him for the past two years or so, with decent progress. At the very least, his grades improved steadily over the years and she received a good bonus from it.

    As for the rtionship between him and the Other Her, it could be said to be a bit nd and boring.

    He was also a bitzy and got distracted easily, but she was smart and could gather key points into apressed whole, so Jacob managed to get passing grades every time.

    As she set up the study materials, she couldn''t help but ask Jacob where his parents were.

    "They''re in an ind somewhere." He shrugged, not even looking at her.

    His parents went abroad again, it seemed, leaving the two of them alone.

    They must not see her as a sexual being for them to continuously leave a girl even younger than their teenage son alone with him in a locked room.

    Today the subject was Maths, which Jacob particrly hated. Fortunately, she already had a review n in mind so they managed to trudge through the lesson.

    Two hourster she stretched her arms thinking she was finally free. Not only for the day, but also for this job.

    After all, her quitting couldn''t be dyed, she had to make more money to buy supplies tost her a lifetime. Tutoring for two more months simply wouldn''t be able to cut it.

    Jacob gave her a sideways nce and stared at her as she moved, but hepletely whipped his head with her next words.

    "This should be myst session." She told him, nning on emailing his parents when she got home.

    Jacob finally looked at her with a frown. "What?"

    "Today is myst¡ª"

    "I heard that."

    "Oh." She shrugged.

    He scratched his head, a little annoyed, and it puzzled her a little. "Why?"

    "I''m finding a better job. I''m¡­ nning to buy a house." She said, technically not lying.

    "I''m rich."

    "Yes, I know." She said, looking around his room¡ªone of the eight bedrooms in their vi in the middle of the city.

    Jacob turned so their bodies were only a few inches apart, looking down at her.

    She blinked, realizing that his whole size could cover hers, and this took her by surprise.

    Was he always this tall?

    Two years ago, he was clearly only a few inches taller than she was? What was with this towering height?

    He looked at her with those slightly nted sharp eyes, gaze heated, unlike the sporty boy in her impression.

    Could sports develop people so well?

    Should she enroll?

    The eighteen-year-old already had lean muscles, and they were very well-shaped. It was not the most muscr she had seen, but she was still curious about how it felt.

    "I''m quitting." She repeated, shaking herself off the thoughts. She would not stoop so low as to bite grass this young.

    Although.. this body seemed to be of the same age? Even younger?

    No. Don''t get tempted.

    The young man red at her in response.

    "Yeah, I got that. But... why?" He paused, looking at her with aplicated expression, the heat of his body oozing out and reaching her space.

    "If it''s because of me¡ª"

    She raised her hand to stop his approach. "It isn''t. I just needed to do something else." She said and stood up to start packing up.

    Jacob was silent, watching her as she arranged her items.

    She could feel his heated gaze on her, tracing her movements, tracing her skin.

    If she still didn''t know what this dude was thinking, she''d be an idiot.

    "Have you ever kissed someone?" He asked out of nowhere, looking at her deeply.

    She looked at him in puzzlement. "None of your business?"

    He red at her. "Then kiss me."

    "What?" She asked again, as if she didn''t hear properly. He was clearly ring at her earlier?

    He paused and blushed, looking away.

    "Don''t think too much!" He yelled, like a little tsundere. "I-I''m pursuing someone, we kissed, but she thinks I''m too green."

    "...so?"

    "You''re still my tutor until tonight!"

    "And?"

    "I want you to teach me!"

    She rolled her eyes and patted his head. "Go find your crush. Tell her you''re a pleasure to teach."

    "I''m a pleasure to teach?" He asked, but he seemed to realize he was being bratty.

    He heaved a sigh, finally lifting his gaze as he stared at her. Predatory, and she suddenly forgot this was a young man yet to see the world.

    She quickly took away the hand on his head as if burned, but he caught it, pulling her to him, her head bumping on his developing chest.

    He gripped her waist to keep her there. He deliberately lowered his voice, trying to appear more adult, more masculine.

    His friends told him that women wanted manly and proactive men.

    So, he leaned down, lips close to her pretty little ears, and told her what he wanted.

    "Teach me."

 Chapter 10: Kissing Lessons

    <h4>Chapter 10: Kissing Lessons</h4>

    Sheughed angrily, her real voice leaking. "I''m sure that''s not part of my contract."

    Jacob paused, looking at her again. Was her voice always so nice?

    Khalifa noticed his daze and rolled her eyes, trying to stand up in an attempt to break his hold.

    He gripped her tighter in response and it became a full on embrace, his chin on her head, and her arms trapped between herself and his chest.

    He was surrounded by her clean charming scent, and every point of contact with her soft skin heated up.

    Jacob''s eyes darkened.

    He wanted to touch more, do more¡ª

    He slightly loosened his hold on her, but only so he could bury his head on her neck. "I promise I won''t get you in trouble. I''ll pay you."

    "Are you an idiot?"

    He lifted his head, dignified. "You told me you needed money!"

    Why were women so confusing?!

    At this point, Khalifa just found it funny. Even if he wanted to appear mature, he was still immature through and through.

    She didn''t know when this guy was attracted to her, or the Other Her, for that matter, but she really didn''t want to get entangled with someone so young.

    They''d definitely be very, very, sticky and would cause her so much trouble!

    She remembered back in the Magic Continent, she got involved with a simr case and¡ªshe almost died!

    She cringed.

    So, she told herself, again and again, don''t get tempted. Even if the muscles she had her hand on were firm and nice, don''t get tempted. Even if the pheromone of an athlete oozed out of him, don''t get tempted.

    But then he buried himself in her skin again, shaking a little as soon as he noticed her hardening reluctance against him. "But¡­ you said you were leaving."

    She paused.

    Both her and the Other Her had soft hearts, and could be the deciding factors in conflicting decisions like what she was being faced with at the moment.

    Still, she couldn''t give way too easily.

    "Then ask your next teacher to teach you."

    He whipped his head and cutely red at her.

    "Are you an idiot?"

    s, such a cute look,bined with good shape, and perfect body heat¡ªshe was really really tempted.

    Never one to wrong herself, she started to consider his proposal.

    Feeling her body soften, Jacob''s eyes brightened. He watched hopefully as she mulled over his proposal. His eyes warmed at the possibility of getting closer.

    He had always known that this tutor of his was charming. After spending so much time with her, it was inevitable for her to slip up asionally.

    Although he didn''t know why she tried to hide herself so much, he loved it when he managed to steal a peek.

    And most of the time this showed, it was when he was being the most troublesome.

    "I''ll consider." She said, "But you absolutely can''t be clingy to me!"

    He blushed furiously. "I won''t! Don''t think too much of yourself!"

    "Fine." She finally said, "But your parents can''t know."

    He visibly brightened at this, his handsome features appreciated by her sight.

    Hey, Khalifa mused, ''This might really be worth it.''

    ****

    They sat side by side in awkwardness, not really knowing where to start.

    Even Khalifa, who has had plenty of lovers, was unsure. After all, her romances had always been organic. Things just... happened, so to speak.

    It had never been a ''deal'' like this one.

    The two were silent for a while, not speaking.

    In the gap, Khalifa put down her braids, albeit she still kept her sses, because she didn''t want it blocking their point of contact, before turning to him.

    She saw him nervously pinching his own hands and her stance softened. She was thinking: this guy is really cute.

    Despite trying to act manly, he couldn''t help but show his nervousness and inexperience.

    It was adorable.

    She extended her soft hand to hold his sweaty palm, and he flinched, looking at her in surprise.

    This amused her because it was as if he wasn''t the one who proposed this deal in the first ce.

    She felt like an old man trying to coax a baby girl to do stuff for him.

    "Calm down." She told him, her natural voice calming his nerves but also heating up his body.

    She faced him and sat on his muscledp, wrapping her arms around him. He visibly stiffened, surprised.

    "Ready?"

    He gulped and gaped. She waited for him to gather himself before doing anything. She just stared at his handsome figure, tall and lithe.

    He would definitely be very handsome when he matured further.

    And more experienced.

    She hadn''t done anything yet¡ªokay, maybe she was rubbing her buttocks on his thigh a bit¡ªand he was already gasping for air.

    "Well?"

    He nodded awkwardly, and she slowly approached his lips.

    She could hear him stop breathing as their lips finally touched.

    His back straightened and his palms grabbed her waist, bringing her closer to him so that only their clothes was between them.

    Her crotch touched him, hitting something hard.

    Ah, she mused, ''He was already so hard with just a peck''.

    She ced more pecks on his lips, nibbling tentatively, and before licking them without warning. He gasped in pleasure and she took advantage to enter his mouth.

    She felt him stiffen and soften at the same time, and he wrapped his arm so tightly that the flimsy cloths between them did nothing to separate the searing body heat the other oozed out.

    He felt her soft mounds rub against his chest, and the skin that touched was burning. "Hmnn.."

    The room heated up and soft sighs echoed across the room.

    She explored his mouth with her flexible tongue, tasting, and Jacob felt like he was being cooked in an oven and he was loving it.

    He continued to fondle her waist, his hand trying to grab as much of her as he could, trying to push the boundaries.

    He wanted to know, how much would she allow him to touch?

 Chapter 11: Heating Up

    <h4>Chapter 11: Heating Up</h4>

    As she explored his mouth and massaged his head, he also caressed her waists and tried to mimic her actions.

    They moaned as they kissed and soon the boy started getting confident and even tried to innovate.

    Sadly, a newbie was a newbie.

    "Don''t bite too much, it''s annoying."

    "S-Sorry."

    He behaved this time and followed her lead, exploring at first, focused on giving pleasure to the other.

    She tasted heavenly, even better than he imagined, and he couldn''t help but be too passionate in his consumption.

    Fortunately, he had gained enough skills at this time and she soon gave him the reign and let him do what he wanted.

    Jacob was exhrated and his kisses turned wilder. His tongue exploring all parts of her delicious mouth, the sound of saliva squelching entered his ears, his painful lower body grinding against her to relieve itself.

    His hand also crept up inside her shirt, climbing up to her luscious mountains, realizing it was much bigger than he had ever imagined.

    It was so amazing to touch: soft, jiggly, and full. He didn''t even have to think of any possible techniques, he just groped them, feeling the texture and the softness of her mounds, thinking he could keep his hands there forever.

    "Hmmmn!" She hummed encouragingly, cheeks blushing, and he couldn''t help but lightly bite her lips.

    "Has your voice always been like this?" He asked, before eating her tongue again as if he also wanted to eat her voice. It was so delicious.

    She didn''t answer him and just closed her eyes, feeling the rubbing of his warm hands on her nipples while his hard member grinded against her sensitive buds.

    Jacob followed his instincts and stood up with her on him, throwing her onto his bed.

    He returned to her delicious mouth, and he entered between her legs, the new position allowed him to grind even harder.

    Heavy pants came out his mouth as he shook his hips against her crotch, and her back arches, asking for more.

    "Hmmm! There!" Her bell-like voice echoed in the room, and he panted as he crazily grinded against her sensitive skin.

    Until finally, no amount of clothed grinding was enough.

    His dick was so painful, his heart begging him to do more more more¡ª

    "Can we do... more?" He asked, begging, burying hisrge head on her plump chest.

    She massaged his head as she thought for a while.

    They''ve already gone so far, and she was already wet, so why not?

    But before she could nod, her phone rang.

    It was an unfamiliar number, and Khalifa paused for a moment before answering.

    "Yes?" She asked, and she was answered by a simrly unfamiliar voice on the other end of the line.

    "Is this Ms. Khalifa?"

    "Yes." She said pushing away Jacob''s head, who was already undressing her top and trying to get his head inside her shirt.

    "Hello? This is Cauis Hill''s phone. He is currently in the XYZ hospital."

    She flinched. The professor? In the hospital?

    Is he alright?

    Also, why did they call her?

    Then she recalled the events a few hours prior and realized she must''ve been histest phone call. But that was so many hours ago?

    He didn''t get calls very often, then?

    Frowning, she looked at the young man licking her corbones as he struggled to take off all her buttons.

    She gently ced her soft hands on his chin, stopping his action. He stared at her, eyes zed, very horny, and she didn''t know how to break it to him.

    In the end though, she really did. "I have to go..."

    He paused, eyes regaining rity, and whipped his head to look at her when he finally absorbed what in the sphemous hell she just said. "What?"

    "It''s an emergency. It''s personal. Don''t ask."

    He pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows looking at her and searching whether she was just making excuses.

    But he was relieved to see her flushed cheeks and heavy breathing, which told him he had an effect on her.

    He didn''t speak for a while, regretfully cing soft kisses on her nearest skin. "When... can we continue then?"

    "Ask the girl you''re pursuing." She said with a shrug, not noticing his sudden awkwardness.

    "Just do what you did earlier and she''ll like you."

    He looked at her hopeful, his annoyance from her leaving suddenly calming down.

    "Do you need a ride? My bike is there."

    "Thank you. But I''ll call a cab." She said, gently pushing him off of her. He wanted to see her off but his lower body was so painful he couldn''t.

    And she left, just like that...

    Jacob looked down on his hard meat stick, almost in tears.

    So painful!

 Chapter 12: Visit to the Hospital

    <h4>Chapter 12: Visit to the Hospital</h4>

    When she got to the hospital, she confirmed that it was indeed because she happened to be histest call, so that the hospital called her first.

    To think that this call was to remind her to phone him if she would ever get into trouble¡­

    The very thought of it amused her quite a bit.

    She entered after receiving a response from the other side of the door. "Are you alright, professor?"

    Seeing her there, the handsome man covered his face with an arm in embarrassment, but her beautiful voice somewhat calmed his nerves enough so he could answer her question.

    "I''m sorry for the trouble." He said, "I didn''t think they''d call anyone, especially you."

    Going in, she brought him a basket of fruits with the utensils needed to prepare them.

    "No problem, professor. It''s the least I could do with all the guidance you''ve provided us."

    She said and sat down on the chair, preparing the fruit. She started with slicing the oranges, before proceeding to peeling the apples.

    He was embarrassed by how she busied herself. However, he couldn''t embarrass her either by stopping her midway.

    "Thank you." He just said, eyes on her warmer than usual.

    She smiled at him and just continued with her task.

    Before entering the room she already had an idea of what happened.

    Apparently, when he was doing his shopping somewhere in the market, he had an unfortunate encounter with an ex-girlfriend.

    She was shopping with her current boyfriend, who also happened to be a bodybuilder. It started out polite and civil, with the teacher answering their questions with decency.

    Unfortunately, the girl always wanted to flirt with him whenever the boyfriend was looking away.

    Sometimes, she bumped into him on purpose, as if there was no space anywhere else. Sometimes, she even tried to hold his hand.

    To no avail, of course.

    In his attempt to avoid her hold, she lost her bnce. She cried pitifully, making it look like he pushed her.

    The girl went full-on Green Tea, making the boyfriend think that the professor had been seducing her, and that he pushed her when she refused.

    It was quite dramatic and the storytelling was very colorful.

    She got all this from gossipy nurses (who heard from the people who brought the ''unconscious'' professor). They had their guards down towards sweet nerdy girls like her.

    What she didn''t know yet was why he fainted, though, and the doctors said it was probably a stress response.

    In reality, to avoid the conflict, he pretended to faint, which was indeed a bit embarrassing for a man.

    But he was a teacher, after all, no good woulde out of fighting back, especially against a bodybuilder.

    More importantly, it was not worth it to risk his career over such a woman.

    He had no choice but to keep acting. Until they used her phone to call a number, and he happened to hear her voice from where heid.

    To be honest, when he heard she wasing, he felt extremelyplicated. He was embarrassed, sure, but part of him was looking forward to it.

    They entered apanionable silence eating the fruit and doing small talk until the doctor let him go.

    But things got a little awkward when they realized that he, the 27-year-old man, couldn''t check himself out due to the nature of his case.

    Fortunately, it just so happened that she has just turned 18 today, so she was allowed to do it.

    The nurse handed her back her ID afterward, smiling. "Happy birthday."

    She smiled in thanks and turned her head to see a very guilty Cauis.

    "I''m sorry." He said. "I must''ve ruined your birthday¡­"

    "It''s fine." She shrugged. "It''s not like I ever celebrated."

    This made the professor pause, looking at her deeply. "It''s the same with me." He uttered without thinking.

    Her feet paused and she looked at him. Now that she thought about it... he was probably alone as well, like she was.

    They stared at each other and smiled, and Cauis couldn''t help but feel a little warm.

    "Shall we celebrate then? I happen to be a good cook." He said, wanting to repay the favor.

    He didn''t even think it was inappropriate until they were there, simply wanting to spend this day with her.

    Khalifa nodded and they bought the ingredients from the grocery. There were thankfully no wild-exes in the vicinity to bother them.

    They bought the necessary meat and vegetables, as well as some fruits and condiments.

    "This one is good." Khalifa said, choosing the best vegetables in the batch. He smiled and nodded, simr scenarios ying out as they walked isle to isle.

    They were so in-sync that Caius had the illusion that they were a married couple.

    Cauis immediately dismissed the thought and unconsciously walked a little faster with the cart.

    As they walked across the isles, she saw Cauis hover over the alcohol area, pondering.

    "I''m an adult now, you know."

    "Yes, I know. But... I didn''t drink anymore for a while. I got entangled with that woman because of this."

    He then realized he spoke too much and blushed. In Khalifa''s eyes, it was cute.

    The dignified professor of hers had shown her so many moments of vulnerability, showing her thebination of

    handsomeness and cuteness.

    She liked it very much.

    Not to mention, she was a little dissatisfied being prematurely cut off from her earlier session with Jacob. She was a little¡­ horny.

    Her eyes couldn''t help but focus on this man again, looking at his handsome face, framed nicely by his sses, to his well-built shape, wide-shoulders and strong arms, showing off his fit lifestyle.

    Ah... she really wanted to do this man.

    And do him, she shall.

 Chapter 13: Seduction I

    <h4>Chapter 13: Seduction I</h4>

    They entered hismunity with all the groceries, about half an hour away by car. His car was a second-hand car he was still paying off with his semi-decent sry.

    As he locked his car and watched as Khalifa walked towards the building, his feet halted a little.

    Inexplicably, Cauis had the sense of abducting young girls.

    What was he doing? Inviting a student home?

    He hadn''t even invited his ex in his home; She just barged in herself.

    However, he quickly gathered himself, regaining the poise a professor should have.

    He guided her to his home, located at the third floor of a middle-ss residential building in the city center.

    It was a one-bedroom unit with monotonous colors and zen design.

    At the end of the hallway, there was also a quaint balcony with three potted nts.

    Cauis asked her to wait in the living room and turned on the television for her.

    She did as she was told, behaved like the student in his memory. It was just that after a while her eyes wouldn''t be on the screen, but in the kitchen.

    She watched as he worked in the kitchen with skill and seriousness, chopping vegetables, handing the knife with ease.

    She watched his back and admired his back profile, wide and masculine.

    Very handsome.

    She licked her lips; she couldn''t wait to bury her fingernails in there.

    It was just that... the man was definitely the upright type.

    This meant that no matter how attracted he was, there was a high chance he''d run away and just masturbate somewhere else than do the deed with his own student.

    So, in order to ensure sess, she''d have to do a bit of seduction so that all his reason would fly away.

    He didn''t buy the alcohol in the end though, so she couldn''t get him drunk to facilitate the seduction.

    Pausing for a while, thinking, she decided on what to do and, after turning off the television, she stood up to join him in his cramped kitchen.

    "I want to help you out, may I?"

    Cauis paused and wanted to refuse, embarrassed to get the birthday girl to cook, but she had already approached him and his personal space and he had that inexplicable urge to sniff her again.

    "Hmm..." He uttered without realizing it.

    Khalifa smiled and she took off her old-fashioned braid and turned it into a clean ponytail instead.

    The new hairstyle revealed the beautiful shape of her face, and... Caesar didn''t notice he was staring until she was already standing beside him.

    ***

    Khalifa smiled and stood next to him, preparing the food, as if she didn''t notice this gaff.

    The Other Her was a good cook because she had no choice, which really helped her out this time.

    After all, no mage could really cook. Who told that ce to be boring and have a nonexistent food culture.

    "You aren''t bad." Cauismented as he watched her knife skills.

    "Well, we had no choice."

    Cauis gave her a knowing smile.

    They maintained apanionable silence for a while, and Cauis had never felt so rxed when someone was in his personal space.

    The only sounds they heard were the chopping of vegetables, the boiling water, the heating oven, and each other''s breathing.

    "So¡­ are you alright now, professor?" She asked, genuinely caring.

    Caius was both warmed and embarrassed. After all, he only pretended to faint.

    He cleared his throat, as he ced the vegetables into the soup. "I''m fine now, thanks. I¡­ shouldn''t be fainting again any time soon."

    Sheughed.

    "What about you?"

    "Hmm?"

    "Wasn''t it your first time participating in the run? How''s your health?" Then he paused, and blushed. "I''m your advisor after all, your teachers tell me things sometimes."

    She nodded in understanding. "Well, I just thought I wouldn''t get healthier with what I''ve been doing."

    He smiled andplimented her, but he noticed that she was sweating a little. "I''ll turn on the AC."

    "No it''s fine, professor." She said, and simply took off her loose-fitting outer sweater.

    As she lifted it, the lower part of her shirt stuck to the sweater, letting him peek at her glorious curves again, and a bit of smooth silky skin was even exposed.

    He gulped and looked away after some time, much longer than he would''ve liked.

    She continued back next to him, preparing ingredients, not knowing she almost gave him a nosebleed.

    He breathed in to calm himself before resuming the task at hand. "Tell me about your childhood?" He asked, trying to sound casual. It seemed that Khalifa thought so as she spoke up in a rxed way.

    "Well, I grew up in an orphanage." She paused. "It was fine, I''d like to think I grew up well."

    He looked at her with pity. "Yes, you grew up better than most." He said.

    He didn''t ask her to borate; He knew it wouldn''t have been all sunshine and rainbows.

    "What about you, professor?"

    "I was luckier than you. I knew my parents, and I did have happy memories of them." He said, looking at the air in a short daze, as if reliving a memory.

    "But life happened and they were taken away from me when I was about 8 years old."

    "Well, I think the professor grew up very well, too."

    He couldn''t help but turn to the girl who was peeling the potatoes with a peaceful expression.

    She seemed to have noticed his stare and blinked, and he caught a sh of her eyes usually hidden by her reflective sses.

    Thankfully he was paused in his chopping or else things could''ve been bloody.

    Was this girl always so charming?

 Chapter 14: Seduction II

    <h4>Chapter 14: Seduction II</h4>

    Whatever conflict was going on inside his head, he didn''t betray a hint of it to anyone outside.

    Even Khalifa doubted her charm a little as she watched him resume his cooking like no subtle electricity passed by them.

    However, she knew he was the type to really keep things to himself, so she was patient and simply chatted with him like a good friend.

    "I''m sure it wasn''t easy to be able to have your own home and car at your age. It''s very admirable."

    "Thank you." He said, "The same can''t be said of my personal life though.

    "A lot of things, we had to figure out on our own." He smiled, a little mocking of himself. "Myst rtionship was a testament to that."

    "Can you tell me more about your ex?" She asked, and Caesar was a bit startled.

    However, seeing her just curious, he couldn''t find it in him to reject her.

    He arranged his words for a while before speaking. "We broke up two years ago, when I realized I didn''t really love her.

    "In retrospect, it seemed that I never have." He said as he chopped the carrots.

    Seeing that the food was already being cooked, they rxed on the counter as they waited for it to be ready, also preparing for the sauces.

    "How''d you two start dating, then?" She asked and he cleared his throat to gather himself.

    "It''s just that they got me drunk and... things happened."

    He was innocent and hadn''t experienced love, so he followed his instincts and did not reject her advances too strongly.

    He went with the flow of momentary pleasure, which ended up in great regret.

    In the end, he had taken the girl''s virginity and had to take the corresponding responsibility.

    He endured the rtionship for over a year.

    Anyway, he also enjoyed the act at the beginning, especially since she served him wholeheartedly, and he thought he''d develop real feelings for the woman eventually.

    But¡­ he thought too much.

    A few weeks in and even the intimacy became a chore, by thest months of their rtionship he barely even touched her.

    His feelings never sparked and even ended up on the negative side of the scale. In order not to dy her, he decided to break up with her.

    "Well, you tried to make it work." She said, "You''ve already been kind enough."

    His eyes looking at her warmed even more. "Thank you."

    She smiled and carried the sauce to add to the soup. It was just that, there ''happened'' to be a fruit peel in the ground that made her slip a little, her hold of the container loosened, sttering the sticky sauce all over her shirt.

    "Oh no..." She mumbled softly, looking like a lost rabbit.

    Caius panicked and quickly took out the napkin to help her out, wildly wiping the sauce.

    His left hand found the surface as his right hand rubbed off the sauce. Then he realized the mass on his hand was extremely soft and bouncy and a pleasure to touch.

    "Hmmm¡­" a seductive moan entered his ears and it was only now that he figured out what the extreme bouncy softness he had been touching was.

    His face burned and his whole body stiffened

    "I.."

    She pretended not to notice his awkwardness, and she just looked like a little girl distraught that she got messy.

    The sight somehow made Cauis a little messy too.

    "Can I borrow your bathroom?"

    "O-Oh, yes. Yes, of course."

    He guided her to the bathroom and rummaged through his wardrobe for some clean shirts. He dared not give her his underwear of course and hoped hers was fine.

    He found himself shaking and all red, and if he wasn''t a professor who had been used to urgent situations, he''d be in a frenzy by now.

    He stood longer than proper outside the door of the bathroom, just listening to the sound of the shower.

    His mind couldn''t help but imagine what was going on inside but he quickly shook his head, wanting to punch himself.

    Scum! He called himself. That was his student, for goodness'' sake!

    She was a girl almost ten years younger than him!!

    Scum!!!

    "Is that you, professor?" Her beautiful soft voice echoed into his ears, pulling him back.

    He must''ve made some noise in his internal monologues that disturbed her. "I... I brought you some clothes."

    "Oh, thank you professor," His heart softened at her voice and soon the door slightly opened revealing beautiful dainty hands, moist from the shower.

    He gaped at it, unmoving.

    It was really beautiful. Her hands were extremely well shaped, her skin white and smooth, and the scent of her after a shower flowed to his nose and into his brain, freezing it.

    "Professor?"

    "Ah, yes." He said finally handing over the cloth to her, identally touching her soft skin.

    Unexpectedly¡­ the minor touch got him, who hadn''t had a real boner for years, hard.

    Looking at his bulging pants, he couldn''t help but curse out.

 Chapter 15: Seduction III

    <h4>Chapter 15: Seduction III</h4>

    Years ago, he had decided to be a teacher because hecked decent adults around him.

    Despite the difficult life he endured, he had done his best to live an upright life. He never did anything uwful, immoral, or hical all his life.

    But what was this now, he was lusting after a student?!

    Thinking of his reaction, Cauis'' brain buzzed in confusion, not knowing how to get out of this predicament without alerting the girl of his dirty, dirty thoughts.

    The food was burnt and he ran to turn it off. But he couldn''t have the time to mourn as he was in too much pain and he had to run into his small room, which happened to be the only enclosed room other than the bathroom in his studio unit.

    For a while he didn''t know what to do. After all, he had never been in such a situation before.

    Taking a deep breath he looked down on his suffocating member, pondering how to deal with this.

    Taking a cold shower wasn''t an option, because the person in the shower was the very person responsible for this in the first ce.

    In the end, he pulled out his hard member from prison and let it breathe the air in all its glory.

    He could still feel the softness of her chest in his hands when he wiped off the sauce. It was soft and squishy, but firm and shapely.

    He gulped as he used the same hand that held her breasts to squeeze his member, imagining it was hers.

    He imagined the girl squeezing his erect member between her mountains, grinding, massaging, her erect nipples bouncing with the movements.

    "Hmmm..." He hummed, wildly moving his hand along his length, trying to get it out before she got out of the bathroom, lest she noticed something wrong.

    He could still hear her soft voice and her smile, and his movements went wilder, his ownrge hand pumping his shaft, hoping to milk it as soon as possible.

    When he finally exploded, he was in such a high that he did not notice he was already facing the bed, drenching it with his seeds.

    He cursed but didn''t do anything else because he heard the bathroom door open.

    He quickly arranged himself and cleaned up the mess in his hand, going out of the room, looking like the proper professor that he should be.

    He was relieved to see that in the mirror, he didn''t show any ws at all.

    Imagining that girl disgusted with him terrified him.

    What he didn''t expect was that the moment he went out the door, the sight that would greet him would hit his brain like a bulldozer.

    It made his brain buzz, reason almost flying out.

    Khalifa was wearing only his shirt, her beautiful legs exposed to his eyes, ring.

    She had let her hair down, and her sses off, revealing the most beautiful face he has ever seen.

    "Professor?" She called him meekly with that lovely voice of hers. She had her wet clothing in her hand, and he was sure some of them were underwear.

    "I''m sorry... your dryer is broken and my clothes are all wet..." She mumbled, looking very embarrassed and all he wanted to do was wipe all her troubles with a hot kiss.

    But he didn''t do anything. How could he?

    She was so young.

    Worse, no one taught her it was improper to dress like this in a man''s house. He didn''t even allow himself to add meaning to her kiss of gratitude before. How could he bear to take advantage now??

    Fortunately, he still had a semnce of propriety that he managed to just stand a safe distance away from her.

    But who knew¡­ she actually stepped forward, right into his personal space, her scent hitting his nose and presence striking his heart.

    "Professor? Did you hear me?"

    He tilted his head down to see her glorious sight less than an arm''s length away, her rxing fragrance covering his nose, and he could see her gorgeous face closer.

    And... he could also see her nipples protruding from underneath his shirt and he could almost hear his self-control crumbling.

    "W-What is it?"

    She pursed her lips in embarrassment. "Like I said, I''m willing to pay for the dryer¡­ but I may take a while to pay it back."

    "N-No need."

    "But, I¡ª"

    "It''s fine, truly."

    "Really?" She looked at him with thoserge round eyes that could hook souls.

    "It had probably been broken for a while." He said, trying very hard not to stutter. "I¡­ was going to get it fixed."

    She sighed in relief and said, "Don''t worry professor, I''ll return this shirt to you cleaned up." She sighed, mumbling, as if forgetting he was there.

    "Especially since my breast has been so itchytely, and I don''t know why. Was it because it was dirtied by the sticky sauc¡ª"

    Those words broke thest thread of his sanity, and he was already eating her up the next time he caught himself.

    But it would be toote by then.

    Because he''d be in too deep... in many senses of the word.

 Chapter 16: Doing the Professor I (Mild R-18)

    <h4>Chapter 16: Doing the Professor I (Mild R-18)</h4>

    He wrapped his arm around her back and pushed her body to him, one hand on her ''itchy'' breast, capturing her lips before she could say anything.

    "Hmpphh!" Her small voice escaped from their intersecting lips, and her handsnded on his wide shoulder.

    He felt her struggling a bit, but she had no strength against him, and he only held her tighter and her nipples rubbed against him in her struggles, just stepping on his crumbling sanity to pieces.

    He entered her mouth with his tongue, tasting every inch of it.

    She tasted heavenly, unlike any delicacy he had ever tasted.

    In their movements, her back gently hit the countertop, and he used the surface to push himself closer to her.

    As his tongue gently danced with hers, his hands began exploring her supple body.

    His hand that was on her mound massaged and fondled, as if helping her ease the itch, while the other one caressed her beautiful long legs, feeling its softness and smoothness, teasingly swiping close to her erogenous zones.

    Soon her struggles weakened and he continued to devour until she no longer did so.

    He smiled and shifted his wet kisses to her neck and ears, the other hand ying with her other breast.

    "Still itchy?" He asked, opening his eyes to see her gorgeous blushing face, saliva flowing on the side of her lips, eyes zed from pleasure.

    The sight made it difficult for him to breathe, but he was determined to go slow with her, as to not scare her away.

    His warm hands grabbed her breasts, fingers rubbing her perky nipple under the thin cloth. The thin cloth of his shirt.

    "Hmn¡­"

    His hands on her mounds, he leaned down to nibble on her ears, asking hotly, "Does Khalifa need the Professor to help her with her itch, hmn?"

    The girl looked at him with teary eyes, her flushed face as red as a rose, begging him to eat it.

    And so he did.

    He lifted her up the counter and leaned down so he could eat her curvaceous breasts through his cloth.

    "Ah!"

    He used the width of his tongue to apply pressure on her nipples while his hand made sure the other wasn''t getting neglected.

    He rolled his tongue and sucked, and Khalifa instinctively wrapped her arms around him; Her body begging for more.

    He shifted to the other breast and yed with it, and after a few minutes the thin cloth was wet with his saliva, letting him see the pink cherry tip, ready for picking.

    He really wanted to rip the damned cloth. It was useless anyway.

    But he was afraid it would startle her so he only lifted his head and met her lips again.

    He tasted her softness a bit more before going back to her delicious mouth and eating it like it was a delicacy.

    His breath was heavy, but he continued to consume her without stopping, and he released a hungry wolf he didn''t know existed.

    "Professor..." She mewled softly and the melodious sound sent electricity straight to his groin.

    He wordlessly carried her to the bedroom and put her down the bed, still drenched with his semen from masturbating.

    She stared at him nkly, as if not knowing what would happen, but also with a little bit of anticipation.

    To a man, this was akin to an intimate invitation.

    However, no matter how painful he was, he wasn''t going to hurt her for his own pleasure.

    He leaned down and supported his weight with his arms, cing soft kisses on her lips and on her face, shifting to her ears, and licking it.

    She moaned and she grabbed his shoulder, one of her hands creeping up to his hair as she surrendered herself to the pleasure brought by his tongue traveling along her swan neck.

    He was encouraged, knowing she liked what he was doing.

    In his previous experience, he had never bothered with forey, so he was also inexperienced in this regard.

    However, for her, he was nning on giving her so much pleasure she would not think of rejecting him.

    He continued to lick her ears, the side of her neck to her corbone. With one arm supporting his weight, the other hand slowly traveled from her smooth shapely legs upwards, lifting her shirt and finding her plump breasts without any obstacles.

    It wasrge and soft and wonderful to touch, even more than he imagined.

    Then he realized she didn''t have any underwear and he almost lost it.

    He sat up a bit and pulled the entire shirt up, exposing her glorious curvaceous body that almost made his nose bleed.

    Her breast wasrge, proportionate, and shapely. Her waist was shaped like an hourss, stomach perfectly t. Her nipples were perk and pink, and she had no pubic hair at all, it waspletely clean.

    How could a body be so perfect?

    He quickly closed up his eyes, tilted his head up, and did first aid, otherwise the blood from a nosebleed could''ve scared her.

    She watched him treat himself like an idiot as shey there naked, her arms still up with the shirt, looking as if she was tied up.

    But there was no trace of fear, only curiosity.

    Cauis'' breath hitched, as his shaft had gonepletely hard.

    This was consent, was it not?

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