I got four guys to take the initiative

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Wende's first reaction was a shock.

Wende's memory is very shallow.He had almost forgotten all about his own life.There are many pictures that only appear in his sleep, all of which are grotesque, with the vague shadow of a woman, and the stone road scorched by the sun, on which he walks barefoot, very tired and thirsty.

All he remembers is that he was sold and died.

In the winter of his death, he lay on the straw mat, and in front of his eyes was a ray of light leaking from the gap in the shed.At that time, he didn't understand the concept of death, he just felt hungry, imagined that he found pieces of bread from the slop, biting, biting... Then he felt that he didn't even have the strength to breathe.

I must be so sleepy.he thinks.Just fall asleep like this, and you won't be hungry.

The memory behind has become disorganized.For a while, he felt that he was a stone buried by the stream, and for a while he felt like a grass, a dead leaf... It seemed that he would no longer be hungry, but could simply feel the change of temperature and temperature.Until the black fox appeared.

He was able to move, and he became a human again, but there was an extra person in his body fighting with him.The man told him that he was himself and had a name, Wende.He accepted the name, but he was still at a loss as to why there was a second self in the world, and why he still wanted to eat himself?However, his survival instinct made him keep fighting with him, fighting back and forth, neither of them could tell the winner, and finally he gave up on the other one, and began to persuade them with good words, hoping that they could get along peacefully.

Wende agreed, calling the other him "the second me."

But even though he gradually understood the relationship of one body and symbiosis, he was still confused.He didn't know why he was alive. He wanted to live in the past because it was too painful to be hungry. Now that he wouldn't be hungry, he felt confused.And the other one is always unreasonable, grabbing control of the body, he can only stay in the dark and think about the time that belongs to him over and over again.

Yes, time.

For him, as long as he can control his time, it is precious.

And in such a memory, the boy who rescued himself from the carriage became the most vivid memory.How can there be such a beautiful person in the world?His long golden hair was soft and shiny, and the blue under his eyes was purer than all the skies he had ever seen, like a miniature salt lake.

When he opened his mouth to talk to him, Wende was so nervous that he didn't know what to do.He felt that his whole body was burning, his hands and feet were numb, he felt that compared with the boy, he was even lower than the insects and ants in the soil... But after that short moment, the other him not only controlled his body, but also boasted offended the boy.

And since then, things like this have become commonplace.The other one always turns into a fox to get close to that person wantonly, licks him, gets into his arms, all kinds of behaviors get worse and make him dizzy.Gradually, he also felt that he was that man's fox, that he was his master.

It made him ashamed of it.

Not for anything else.

Obviously it was done by another him, but he who shared the memory will also feel a strong and unstoppable pleasure for it.He knew it was wrong, but the other one had committed an unforgivable crime against him.

But he couldn't help himself.

The shame came to a head when the other one licked his master's foot.That day was obviously cloudy, and his master was in danger—but when he took control of his body, he actually had a physiological reaction.

So he can only let himself continue to degenerate.He can do many things by turning into a fox, such as stealing his clothes to masturbate, such as secretly molesting his legs when he is touching himself... As long as he is just a fox in his eyes, the master will not mind, and most distressed to ask other Man, should I find a female fox for myself?

As long as this is enough.enough.Wind said to himself.Another mistake he made can no longer be made up for. In this world, let him guard him for the rest of his life, and be able to watch him in the dark, isn't that enough happiness?

But there was always another voice in his ear.

No, not enough.You are not trying to desecrate him, you are protecting him.You have to get closer to drive away those evil people around him...

If possible, Wende also wanted to discount the third leg of the crown prince who was always messing with his master.But he was also worried that the master liked him, and doing so would disappoint the master.So he could only observe every intimate contact between them secretly.

jealous?Jealousy of course.

But when the number of times increased, his thoughts began to change.Looking at the face of the master's spring when he was asked to kiss, he gradually became excited.For countless nights, he turned into a fox and lay under his master's bed, urinated against his bed board, repeatedly orgasmed in the smell of urine, recalling all the things during the day, trembling with excitement.

After learning that the owner was kidnapped by the silver dragon, Wende immediately followed the scent.

After going through all kinds of difficulties, he sneaked into the castle while avoiding the eyes and ears of the guards, and then saw his master being hijacked by that dirty male.He had never seen such a master.The exposed neck bone was so fragile that it seemed likely to break easily, and the white back heaved in the water.

At that time, he was still wounded, but looking at this scene, he completely forgot his original purpose, and just watched greedily, wanting to engrave this scene in his mind.

Even looking at it, I became excited.

Hiding in the shadows, he bit his own arm to orgasm.

He really wanted to lie to himself that it was another person who was controlling himself to do such blasphemous things—but he couldn't lie to himself, the excitement caused by his master couldn't be faked.The other one, who seems to have merged with himself, is enjoying the pain of the master, the aftertaste of the master.

He could have fought to save his master.But he found thousands of excuses for himself to shrink back, only hid in the dark and continued to watch the glamorous sex scenes, and got a kind of pleasure from peeping.He didn't deserve to be around him, but he seemed to get him this way.My Raidlian, my master, my human desire, my fateful cage.Please burn me like a raging fire.

He loves watching him get fucked.This sense of guilt still tormented him.Ah...but he would rather be cut to pieces.

"Father, what my son said is true. My son has absolutely no other intentions. He just happened to be practicing swords, so he rushed over when he heard the news."

In the emperor's bedroom, the emperor who had already dressed and sat in front of the crown prince glanced at a row of knights standing behind the crown prince, and shivered.

He has been licentious for many years, and he has long forgotten when and what he said.He had given the crown prince the right to handle government affairs, and the crown prince had taken care of it properly, leaving him no room to worry, so he didn't care.

In his eyes, the crown prince has always looked modest and polite, and it should be like this.

But now he realizes that this is what he should worry about the most.It's just... maybe it's too late.

"Father," the crown prince put the sword on the table without haste, and picked up the black tea poured by the maid. "I already had an idea of ​​that case three years ago. I remember I told you that there is a mysterious organization that has been recruiting members in our country, and has even extended its hands into the noble circle."

The emperor supported his thigh, nodded, and shook his head again.

"You said, that, called, called..."

"Eternal Alnara."

The crown prince put down the teacup and smiled.

"Death Goddess Cult. They have been spreading forbidden techniques in various ways to make waste without magic power rise up to rebel. Now, even the Silver Dragon Clan that has established diplomatic relations with us has a cultist."

"I ask my father to make an order,"

The crown prince stood up with a serious tone, in contrast to the smile on his face.

"Destroy Alnara and wipe out the heretics."

The author says:

Wende, green hat comedian [not]

In addition, this site is not allowed to write child articles, even if I can, I did not put this tag in the article, and I can’t suddenly come up with this kind of plot, there will always be wives who don’t like it, thank you for understanding.

You can't imply parking when you are talking, you can only say that you understand everything.

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