Age of Decay: In the Night

A little loli was lying on the bed, hugging a small pillow, her little legs were raised, and she was concentrating on the small crystal ball in front of her. Cam frowned, looking at the picture in the ball. ——Small eyes, an obese man in a cassock led another girl with cat ears into the church, communicating, and the picture was very harmonious. The girl slowly sat on a seat, while the man knelt on one knee and came first, took the girl's hand and kissed it. Everything is very normal. The man seemed to notice something and raised his head. The next moment, the man in the crystal ball looked in Cam's direction and met her gaze. boom! Cam watched in amazement as the crystal ball in his hand exploded with a bang, sending shattered debris everywhere. All this was beyond her expectation. She waved her hand quickly, and the fragments of the crystal ball gradually flew back and spliced ​​back to its original shape. She pressed her hand back in a panic, but the scene just now did not reappear. Anti-tracking magic... She gave up and rolled the crystal ball across the bed. I wanted to use a long-range curse to kill that kid, but now it doesn't work. She was thinking, playing with her hair with her white and tender hands. He had **** but to catch that kid himself and kill him. She gritted her teeth angrily and made a clicking sound. The door opened suddenly. Cam got up from the bed and looked towards the door. "Cam~" Her sister came in with a smile, hugged her from behind, and held her tightly in her arms. Lily looked very excited, sticking out her little tongue, licking Cam's pointed elf ears. "Huh~" Lily blew on her sister's ear lightly, making Cam feel numb all over. "Sister?" Cam turned his head and looked at her sister who was a head taller than her. At this moment in Lily's arms, Cam's tiny body is like a doll. "Sister brought you a gift." Lily gradually took off the dress on her body, revealing her fair body, and the pink bra supported the little bunny in her grasp, trembling slightly like jelly. And the panties below have unnatural bulges. Lily smirked and pushed Cam down on the bed.

"Da da!" Lily took off her panties, and a giant dragon suddenly popped out from below. "This is my sister's surprise for Cam!" The dark thick rod protruded from her pussy, which seemed out of place with the surrounding pink skin. "Does Cam like it?" "Ah... ahhh" Cam stared blankly at the cock that was as long as her calf, speechless. "Is there something Cam is hiding from my sister?" Lily suddenly looked serious, and pinched Cam's soft face. "No, no!" Could it be that she was exposed... Her heart tightened. "Really? Huh?" Lily pinched Cam's small cherry mouth with her hand and pulled it away, revealing the furry face of the monster hidden behind the skin. Cam's face was exaggerated at this time, and the mouth of the originally fleshy face was extremely long. "Look, Cam really did hide it from my sister. My sister is so sad..." Lily pretended to cry and rubbed her eyes hypocritically. "Poor sister Cam...has been replaced by an unknown monster..." No. Cam breathed a sigh of relief. "So, Lily wants to avenge Sister Cam!" Lily let go of her hand with a smirk, and the leather recovered with a snap, and it fit on Cam's face again. Cam's clothes were roughly ripped apart by Lily, exposing his creamy white skin to the air. "Woo~" Cam made a cute sound. Her legs were parted and opened in an M shape. "Lily will use the holy sword below to destroy the monster that entered Cam!" Without any hesitation, the girl put Cam's legs on her shoulders and stabbed the cock to the end. The intense stimulation and pain made Cam roll his eyes frequently, and his red face was dotted with star-like teardrops. "Sister, don't—uh! Cam hurts, hurts!" She almost cried out, twisting her slender waist. "Lily wants to punish the monster hiding in Cam's body~ can't stop." She was like a tireless wild horse, galloping wildly in Cam's already flooded cave. Cam's tight secret pussy brought Lily the ultimate pleasure, and she couldn't help panting. There seemed to be some foreign objects in Luoli's lower abdomen, stirring crazily in her body.

"Go, go!——" A stream of white slurry burst out, filling Cam's tender pussy in an instant. She finally collapsed on the bed, and translucent white mucus spread from the lower bodies of the two of them. "Huh, huh~" Lily pulled out her dick in a dazed and charming way, and lay limp on the bed. She stuffed the shrinking cock back into her pussy. She pulled her pussy away and flicked her cock back under the skin. She let go of her hand, and her lower body returned to the cute and hairless appearance of a girl, without any protrusions. The little loli next to her was still trembling, as if she was still thinking about it. Tears adorned her little face one after another, making her look even more pitiful. "Sister..." "Huh?" "Cam wants to leave sister for a while and go outside for a few days...is that okay." "Of course. Sister Cam agrees to anything she says." Lily hugged her sister back into her arms , stroking Cam's head gently. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□

Antipoda city. It was late at night, and the huge city was so quiet that only the snoring of the residents in the surrounding houses could be heard. The pale moonlight spread on the stone road, making it even more gloomy.

A teenager hunched over and sneaked into a hotel. The boy looked up and around, but no one followed. He let out a long breath and walked straight to the front desk of the hotel. "Hello, a single room." He tentatively looked at the counter, said nervously to the yawning waitress, and put three silver coins on the counter. "Uh...huh? What?" She yawned long with sleepy eyes. "A single room." The boy said again. "Okay, okay. A single room, right?" She half-opened her eyes, as if she was about to fall asleep. "It's so late that you came to open the room." "It's... I can't help it, I'm busy." The young man lowered his head and looked at his feet. "So, do you need any more services?" The waitress seemed to have suddenly regained her spirits, deliberately pulled her clothes down a little, and winked at the boy. "I'm still very confident in my skills~" She blinked, and the wrinkles on her forehead also trembled. "Uh, no, thank you." "Cut." She lost her energy again, and fumbled for the keys in the drawer. "Your, Room 108." She threw the key over, but the boy missed it and dropped it on the ground. What a bad attitude... Cyril swallowed and picked up the key on the ground. He walked down the corridor to the room marked "108". Cyril inserted the key in and couldn't turn it. "There seems to be a problem with the lock in room 108!" he shouted to the front desk. "Kick!" The waitress responded angrily. No way, he kicked. The door opened, and he was almost suffocated by the musty smell inside. That's all. Don't think three or four. He consoled himself. A room with a bed is enough. After all, I came here to rest, not vacation. But...he felt itchy. Before resting, I should still have "business" to do. This is for intelligence gathering! What must be done for the sake of the working people of the world... He tried to convince himself that he would feel less guilty. Cyril closed the door with his backhand, locked it, and drew the curtains. ……coming!

As soon as the ring on the middle finger of his right hand shone, a flesh-colored humanoid object collapsed on the bed. Yes, this is the "clothes" of the devil he collected before, the skins of the cardinals of the past. After obtaining the memory of the leather object by accident, he discovered that as long as he wore the leather object and reached an orgasm, he could obtain the memory of the identity of the leather object. Cyril has always felt guilty, even though he has passed through the bodies of eight bishops to do these things. At the beginning, his goal was very clear: to obtain their memories and collect information in order to fight against the church. But soon, he gradually fell in love with the feeling of a female orgasm, and the warm and soft wrapping feeling of the leather covering his body. sorry. Cyril bowed to the leather thing on the bed. This is a bishop of the big sister type. The length of the leather is about the same as Cyril's height, and it is also about 1.8 meters. Her silky golden hair was draped behind her back, and her bulging figure would make any man's blood boil. The leather is not a thin piece of skin, but has a certain thickness, and it can maintain its original shape when no one wears it. At this time, the cardinal was lying on the bed like a corpse, lifeless. Cyril took off his clothes and picked up the fur. He turned the leather side to himself, examining it. A pair of clear blue eyes, a high nose bridge, a small mouth slightly open, with white teeth hidden in it. He opened the leather's mouth, and the little tongue and teeth were inside. When the time comes, just put your own on it. he thinks. He grinned, comparing his tongue. It should fit. He turned the leather over, and the big breasts on the leather's chest shook violently. So big... Cyril swallowed. This is bigger than his head. It must be very hard to walk with this pair of big white rabbits all day long. He groped around the white smooth neck of the skin, feeling a small hole in the neck. Next, open the hole and put it on. He tucked in his left foot first, put the sleeve in place, and moved his foot. Bai Huahua's thigh moved a little. Cyril then put his right foot in as well. Seeing a pair of beautiful legs moving under his own thoughts, he was very satisfied. He lifted the leather up, and his wide hips gradually covered his ass.

Next, here we go. He aligned his left and right fingers one by one and stuffed them in. A thin layer of fat covered his arms, making his originally skinny hands finally have curves. He held the pair of big white rabbits with his covered hands and pressed them against his chest. The sudden heaviness in his chest almost knocked him off balance. ...It's really too big! How does the devil like this type... This pair of justice is definitely the biggest that Cyril has ever seen in his life. He gently held both breasts, feeling the softness of his fingertips. The next step is the last step. He pushed back his blond hair and put his head back in. His tongue gradually protruded like a leather tongue, and his teeth met one by one. He opened his eyes, and there were two light blue thin films inside the leather. There should be eyes. Cyril put on the full leather and adjusted his face. All right! Cyril opened his eyes. The vision is so clear... She moved her body and checked, her long hair was shaking slightly. "Ah~" The voice also changed, crisp and sweet. She sat up from the bed, and the big white rabbit shook from side to side. It 's so big... I can't hold it with one hand... It's a necessary sacrifice, forgive me. She stuck two fingers underneath and stirred slowly. Good, so exciting... With the other hand, she rubbed her huge breasts, teasing her protruding pink nipples. When she wanted to go deeper, a film blocked her fingers. Is it a place? She was a little surprised, but she didn't stop, turning to her clit. Finally, with a shudder, her body came to orgasm. "Uh uh uh!" She collapsed on the bed, her breathing gradually steady. Memories flooded in. She saw the once prosperous imperial capital, the people who lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the children chasing and playing in the streets. This body is not at all the cardinals of the ages. She saw the gradually dilapidated imperial capital under the impact of waves of monsters, saw the displaced refugees, and saw the miserable scene of the wild corpses. This body is the trophy of the Demon King.

Cyril was wearing the former Royal Knight Commander, Longhilde. She didn't know why she was crying. In her memory, she was waving the holy sword, protecting the people behind her, and seeing the last emperor of the Pritchard family being put on the beheading platform... She still held the sword in her hand. ——Until the magic circle on the ground lit up, everything turned into nothingness. He once took the master's will as a task to do. Now, the desire to overthrow the church has become his lifelong quest. Cyril choked up. The identity of the skin on his body shoulders too much. And he, Cyril, was the only hope to realize her wish. □□□□□□□□□□□□□

Bilma has been having a lot of headaches recently. As the president of the largest chamber of commerce in the country, he has seen enough weird things done. But there seem to be more unusual things lately. Churches from all over the country drove their troops to the capital, blocking the roads. Obviously these people can use teleportation magic...what to do. He thought that the goods he wanted to deliver would be overdue again. Really, if you don't use teleportation magic yourself, don't prohibit others from using it. He looked at the pile of letters on the table, all of which were reprimands from customers and complaints from the caravan. Business is not doing well these days. "President, there is someone outside asking for an interview." One of his younger brothers rushed in and reported. "Who? If it's a cat or a dog, let him go, and if it's a client, say sorry to him. Don't waste my time." He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "No. It's a woman. She says she's from the church." The church? He stood up, "Then let her in." Church people. Isn't it right? Aren't all the people in the church male? It was not until Birma realized that something was wrong, but the younger brother had already run out. "Hello." A woman walked in. With a faint smile on her face, she exudes a noble aura between her gestures and gestures. "This is Langhilde. I want to discuss something with your Excellency." Great! Birma stared straight at the breasts of the woman in front of him. She was wearing a pure white dress to better embellish her figure, and a pair of big breasts supported her skirt, outlining a plump shape. There is such a perfect woman in this world... He stared blankly at the taller woman in front of him, speechless. "Hello...?" The woman tilted her head, looking very puzzled. "Ah." Billma finally realized his gaffe, and quickly shifted his gaze. "Hello, please sit down." "Thank you." Langhild took the tea handed over by his servant and took a sip. She sat dignifiedly, her big eyes looked at Bilma jokingly, waiting for his words. "You said you were from the church...?" Birma swallowed and asked tentatively. "Yes."

"But as far as I know, except for the cardinal, the people in the church are all male?" Bilma's gaze unconsciously shifted to Langhild's pair of big white rabbits. Langhild stood up without speaking. The ring on her hand shone slightly, and a delicate dagger appeared in her hand. "What are you doing?" Bill jumped up with a bang, looking warily at the sword in her hand. The sword in Langhild's hand gradually lit up, and the blue fluorescent light wrapped around the sword, and the length of the sword doubled. She looked at Bilma with a smile, waiting for his reaction. "This is... the holy sword?" Bilma looked at the sword in Longhild's hand in horror, his tongue dry. Of course he knows the holy sword. Although other people have never heard of the existence of the holy sword, but he, Birma, as the chairman of the largest chamber of commerce, of course knows. Although he has never seen the real sword, the appearance and characteristics of the holy sword are recorded in detail in the records of the church. He recognized it instantly. "Now do you believe in your identity?" Longhild smiled, and retracted the sword in his hand. Indeed... the previous records also stated that the owner of the Holy Sword is the Church. He nodded and motioned Langhilde to sit down. "Then why are you here..." "I hope the chamber of commerce can help our church." Langhild did not sit down, but approached Birma, bent down, and whispered in his ear. "How... how can I help?" A soft spherical object rubbed against his shoulders, like pudding. From time to time, the feeling of hanging on the hard bumps also came from the shoulders. Vilmar looked nervously at Ronhild who was pressing down on him, and faltered. "Provide us with food and grass for three months without interruption. Okay?" She looked at Bilma pitifully, took his hand, and pressed his hand on her chest as if on purpose. Brother, control yourself! He looked at the small tent gradually erected under his crotch, and yelled in his heart in despair. "Are you okay?" Ronhild lowered his body even lower and stood in front of Birma, almost asking with his face close to his face. Her collar drooped just enough for Birma to see the beauty inside.

vacuum! He couldn't stand it anymore and let his little brother go free. His cock rose rapidly, against Langhilde's huge tits hanging from above. Langhilde didn't seem to know it, and shook his body coquettishly, and his breasts lightly hit his little brother. "Okay, okay, okay!" He jumped up from the chair as if fleeing, and pushed Langhild away. "I... I'll go to the toilet first!" He fled with his body bent. After a while, Bilma returned with a trance-like expression, his eyes were dull and his body exuded a fishy smell. "You, you said, our Chamber of Commerce agreed." Longhild smiled and left. She twisted her body and got into the carriage that had been waiting outside for a long time, and looked back. Bilma hadn't recovered yet. She lowered the curtain on the carriage, and with the driver's yell, the carriage gradually started to move. The dirt road was not smooth, the carriage bumped, and the big white rabbit on her chest also shook up and down. Thank you, Your Majesty Langhild. She held her big breasts to prevent her nipples from being sore from prolonged friction. Sure enough, collecting memories is useful. She sighed. That old pervert really likes big tits. I just wronged His Majesty Longhilde. But you'll understand me too, right? She pulled up the curtain and looked at the clear sky outside. May the spirit of Longhild support me. □□□□□□□□□□□□□

"Please, please take pity on the child..." "Help us..." Team after team of refugees flocked to the streets, begging for the pedestrians around. Pedestrians avoided the refugees in disgust and walked away quickly. "Please, take pity on the child..." "Teach us..." The refugees wailed mechanically, regardless of whether there were people around. "I beg you..." The sound of begging echoed in the city. In the dim tavern, two men looked at the refugees outside. "I don't know what's wrong with this world." "Don't you know? These are refugees from villages next to the capital." "...The capital?" "Yes." One of the men took a sip of the wine in his hand, "The capital The surrounding villages were looted by the church." "Just kidding ...why did the church rob the villagers?" "I'm not kidding." The man looked serious, "The paladins of the churches in all regions have been summoned It has passed. But for some reason there is a lack of food and grass, and their supplies are not enough after they get there. So they robbed the nearby villagers." "If there is a shortage, can't you buy it? The church is not short of money, right?" "I don't know .I heard that the Birma Chamber of Commerce has been short of food and grass these past few months, and those church members can't buy it." "That's not going to rob the villagers. It's disgusting." "What can I do?" The man sighed He breathed a sigh of relief, "Those villagers have no ability to resist the church. They can only be slaughtered." They were all silent, just looking down at the wine glass in their hands. There was a commotion outside. A few people in the tavern went out to watch the excitement. "...We believe in the Lord, but the church doesn't treat us as human beings! They committed heinous crimes in the name of God, and we can only be slaughtered by them at will!..." Outside, a hooded woman speaking passionately while standing on top of stacked boxes. "Overthrow the church!"

"Overthrow the church!" A large group of refugees gathered below, shouting angrily. "Down with the tyrant!" "Down with the tyrant!" The voices became louder and louder, and people's emotions were stirred up. "...As the Lord's people, we also have the right to defend our own property, our faith, and the land of our time! We have the legal right to live! Our faith does not need the church to maintain it! … ..." "Revolution!" "Revolution!!" "Very good." The woman standing on top of the box jumped down panting and opened the box, "See? This is the reward of the revolution!" Several people quickly opened the box, Throw the bread inside to the refugees. "Follow me to the revolution when you are full!" Refugees swarmed up and picked up the bread. Everyone's eyes were burning with anger. "I'll leave it to you." The woman said to the man next to her. The man nodded. "What kind of revolution? This is a great disrespect to God!" An old man came out and sneered at the refugees who were eating bread. "The church represents the will of God, and your being robbed means that the Lord does not want you to live!" Some refugees stopped chewing in shame. "I see, this is the punishment you deserve!" The old man said viciously, attacking those poor people with words. The hooded woman sighed. "Do you know who I am?" "Who cares who you are?" The old man spat at the woman. The woman sighed and took off her hood. The people around exclaimed. "Archbishop Eve!" The old man looked at the previous cardinal in front of him, his mouth was open, speechless. "Yes, I am the last cardinal, Eve." She turned behind her, and almost everyone in the city crowded onto the stone road. people talking, excited

"After my tenure, I was called by the Lord to the world of God just like the bishops of all ages." She said solemnly, "I reported the situation of the world to the Lord truthfully. But he was not satisfied. The Lord believed that the church misinterpreted him. consciousness." "So he asked me and several other cardinals of the past to return to this world to guide you and guide you to find the right path." "Some of you should know that in other areas, There was also a revolution." "I know! Allais, I just came back from there. The bishop of Gulea is guiding the people there." A man shouted excitedly. "Yes. We are the last place without revolution except the capital." Eve nodded to the man. "Therefore, revolution is not only the last choice of our own helplessness, but also the true will of the Lord." "Revolution!" Someone shouted. "Revolution!" Several people echoed. "Revolution!" The whole audience erupted, "For our holy Lord!" □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ Lily stretched herself on the bed. so boring. Since Cam ran out, he hadn't had much fun to do himself. She looked at the ceiling in every possible way, in a daze. "Deng Deng" knock on the door. "Come in~" Lily turned over. The man outside the door came in and knelt down on one knee. "Your Majesty, the army of the minister and the minister has been stationed outside the capital city as you requested. What is your next order?" "Army?" Lily looked puzzled. "What are you bringing the army here for?" "Ah..." The man seemed puzzled, "Didn't you order it? You asked not to teleport..." "When did it happen? I didn't say it. You're crazy. Lily got up from the bed and looked at the bald man in front of her coldly. "You told the minister last month." The man was a little confused.

"Really? I don't remember." She got up from the bed and put on her shoes. "What about your army?" A pair of translucent wings emerged from the girl's back. "Show me." The two of them went out to the balcony and flew straight up until they could completely overlook the entire city. "No, over there, the west city gate." A mass of black heads gathered around the west city gate. Lily's mouth twitched. "When did you have so many troops?" "No, not all of them are mine. There are also Nicobar's. In addition, Kerguelen and Davis are stationed at the north gate, and Wilke's is at the east gate. As for Mo Sen, the remaining army under your command is stationed at the south gate." "What's the matter... have all of you brought your own army here?" "Yes, according to your request. " I didn't let you guys do anything!" She was going crazy and punched the man. The man was knocked out several meters with a bang, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. "What's the matter with all of you?" She yelled frantically, "When did I let you do this?" "You came to tell Chen last month... It was with the body of that cat half-orc .” He held the place where he was beaten and spat out a mouthful of blood. "I haven't worn anything else since I wore this elf girl this year..." "Ah..." She was suddenly in a daze, her eyes gradually dimmed. She wanted to understand what had happened. Someone learned his secret, and someone stole his collection for three hundred years. Someone is impersonating him. Anger burned from the bottom of her heart, making her eyes turn red. "It's all because of your incompetence...why didn't you keep my things safe!" "Go to hell! Go to hell!" Lily, completely insane, summoned huge fireballs from the sky and threw them at the army stationed outside the city gate. The city was on fire, and countless people were wailing. She didn't know why that person pretended to be her, and she didn't know the purpose of that person ordering his subordinates indiscriminately. But she knew that that person must die.

Must... must catch the person who discovered his secret! She bit her finger and waved the blood into the air. The blood in the air gradually flew in one direction. This is the highest-end object-finding magic. She knew where the man was. □□□□□□□□□□□□□

Cyril almost died laughing. He lay on the bed, thinking back to the words he said to the crowd when he was wearing Eve's fur, and secretly smiled. What a joke! I almost believed these nonsense. He happily took off his clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom. He put down the ring, thought for a while, and took out the holy sword. Still be cautious. He took off his clothes and put the holy sword on the hanger. all the best. I didn't expect people in the church to be so stupid, and those who believe in religion are so easy to incite. He turned on the tap, and the bucket gradually filled with warm water. Come take a shower! He had just scooped up the water when there was a click outside the bathroom door. "Who?" He gripped the sword vigilantly. no respond. Is it my nervousness? Cyril shook his head. He hummed and poured warm water over his head. "I found you..." "Boom!!" The bathroom door exploded, and the shock wave knocked Cyril to the ground. "Ahem..." He struggled to get up, and a figure gradually appeared in the smoke. It's an elf loli about seven or eight years old - it looks like it. Short pink hair, a chubby little round face, and white knee socks on her short legs make her legs even cuter. Except for her murderous eyes, this little loli looks harmless to humans and animals. "Little friend, you've found the wrong person! I don't know you!" Cyril put the sword on his lower body and shouted nervously, "That's not how you open the door, hey!" "Cam didn't find the wrong person... " she murmured, holding a staff about her height in her right hand. "Cam is going to kill you." — Killing intent! Cyril rolled forward subconsciously, "Boom!" A fireball exploded where he was originally sitting, and shattered all the objects in the bathroom. run away! He didn't even wear clothes, and rushed out holding the sword. As soon as he stepped out of the door, the elf loli teleported in front of him. Absolutely can't beat it! He wanted to escape, but the next moment, he was pulled back by Lolita and fell hard to the ground. "Hey, why run away? If you don't struggle, Cam can make your **** easier."

"You stole my sister's important things, so Cam wants to get it back." She looked at the struggling Cyril blankly, "Cam doesn't want to leave my sister because of this." "When did I steal your sister?" I'm a good person!" Cyril struggled feebly, trying to break away from Lolita's hand. She is obviously a little girl, how can she have such great power? "You stole what my sister put in the cave." Cam raised up his staff, and a miniature lightning struck down, and the pain came from the place where it was struck. "Ahhhhhh!" Cyril cried out in pain. "Where is it? Come back." "Who the hell are you! I never stole anything from an elf!" he yelled. "I'm a member of the church, the devil's military adviser. The image you see is just the leather I'm wearing. Do you understand?" Cam said coldly. "Hand it over, and then Cam will make your **** more comfortable." Is it someone from the Demon King? He was ****, and there was no chance of winning. Cyril gave up. There is a huge disparity in strength, and there is no doubt that he will die. "Let me go, I'll find it for you." He stood up absent-mindedly, letting Cam follow behind him. "In the room, on the table, in a space ring." He returned to the room, near the table where he put the ring just now. Where's the ring? He fiddled with the sundries on the stage, nothing. "But... maybe in the bathroom." He looked at Cam tentatively, and Cam nodded to let him in. Only the sword is in the bathroom. He picked up the sword and looked at Cam blankly, "No more." "What do you mean?" "The ring is missing." He shrugged. "Cheat... lie." For some reason, Cam's face suddenly became gloomy. "Liar." "It's really gone." Cyril told the truth. "Liar, liar, liar!" She suddenly waved her staff frantically, and four or five fireballs flew towards him. It's over. He subconsciously raised his sword.

When the fireball approached the sword in his hand, it disappeared instantly, as if absorbed by the sword. At this time, the blade of the sword was shining with a shining blue light. Cyril was unscathed. survived! At this time, he had no time to think about what happened to the holy sword, and his desire to survive made him swing the sword in his hand. Goodbye! When the blue light streaked across Cam, who was waving his staff wildly, he knew it was over. farce. Panting, he sat on the ground with his feet spread. Sore all over. Cyril looked at the sleeping little Lolita on the ground and had a splitting headache. He wasn't lying. The ring is literally gone. He thought of the click of the door in the bathroom before Cam came, and his heart ached. By then the ring had been stolen. Can you get it back? impossible. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is a valuable interspatial ring, and it is impossible to return it if it is stolen. The plan was completely disrupted. He stood up, put his finger under Cam's nose, and was indeed not breathing. Cyril turned her over, and there was a small slit on the back of her neck. He opened the small slit and carried out the corpse of the monster inside. It can only be this way. Cyril is naked at this time. He took off Cam's skirt, panties, and white knee socks one by one. Turned over, the elf loli's snow-white back was facing her. He picked up Cam, and she was very light without her inner body, only half the height of Cyril. It's so small, I don't know if it will be tight to wear. Cyril put Cam on the ground, opened the slit, and slipped his leg in. However, it wasn't very tight. Cam's feet were put on by him like socks, and her pink and cute little toes moved. He continued to pull the skin up. His thick legs were gradually wrapped around Cam's soft short legs. He touched it, and Cam's skin was as delicate as cream. He tucked his dick into the leather and pulled it up so Cam's little ass covered his. Cyril reached in with his hands, stuffing them into Cam's leather like a cover. The chest is close together, and the underdeveloped chest only rises and falls a little.

Cyril's vision became significantly shorter. Finally, he pulled the hide away and stuck his head inside. Cam's soft little face pressed against his, making him feel very comfortable. finished! The newborn Cam walked to the dressing table in the room and looked in the mirror. "Mmm." She deliberately made a cute voice and made an angry expression. "Sister, come and save Cam...Cam was put on like clothes by a man she didn't know..." She looked into the mirror and pretended to cry. What a joke. Cam sticks out his little tongue at the mirror. The monster that once occupied Cam's body seemed to have a good relationship with the Demon King. Thinking back to what "Cam" said just now, she gradually had an idea in her heart. So be it. She happily put on the clothes of "herself" on the ground, went back to the mirror, and turned left and right. Well, in this case, no matter how you look at it, it is Cam himself! She flicked her short pink hair to check once again that the leather fit perfectly. Cam rubbed his little face and touched his soft calf. Well, sure enough, Lolita is the best! ...However, the ring was stolen. Her mood fell again □□□□□□□□□□□□□□ “Excuse me!” A man was walking through the bustling street, pushing aside other pedestrians in front of him. He bowed his waist, with a cloth bag in his arms, and moved forward quickly. He lowered his head and walked quickly and furtively. Although some of the pedestrians who were pushed away clicked their lips in dissatisfaction, they did not behave aggressively. It's not surprising, there are always such people in the city, and everyone's attitude is to try not to cause trouble. Maybe the one who pushed him away was a strong one? If he got into a fight on the spur of the moment, he might be the one who was killed. Who knows. The man covered his face with a black mask, only his eyes were exposed. He looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one was following him, he quickly turned into another alley. It's here. He looked at the dirty but familiar door of the small hotel and breathed a sigh of relief. On the first floor of the hotel is a simple tavern. He nodded to his boss, who just gave him a cold look. Nothing unusual. He quickly climbed the creaking wooden stairs, found the half-open door, and slammed it open.

"It's a fortune!" He rushed into the room excitedly, and shouted at the other two men in the room who were drunk. "Gru, got it?" One of the men raised his head, his eyes were swollen. "Yes." The man named Gru took a small thing out of his trouser pocket mysteriously, "Hey, this is a good thing! Oak, Laco, why don't you come and have a look." "This is ..." Oak took the little thing, "Ring?" "This is a space ring, for storing things." Gru snatched the ring back, "This thing is worth a lot! It's enough for us to drink for half a year." "And Maybe there are more valuable things inside." Gru played with the ring in his hand, full of joy. "Where did you get it?" The tall and thin Laco looked suspicious. "It's stolen!" Gru laughed loudly, "When I was just out for a walk, I went to the hotel. Who knew there was a fool who didn't lock the door, so I just walked in! " Find out. If you get caught, it's none of our business." "Don't worry! When I sneaked in, that idiot was taking a bath. But when I came out, I happened to meet a seven or eight-year-old elf Little girl. But it’s definitely okay.” Gru seemed to be very proud, and said with high spirits, “Come on, pour a little magic power into it and you can take out the contents. Come here, Laco, I don’t have magic power .” Laco took the ring and looked at Gru again. "Are you sure that person didn't find out?" "Sure, sure, get out the contents quickly, let's sell it and drink some good wine." Laco cautiously injected a little magic power into it. The ring shone slightly, and a flesh-colored object fell to the ground with a snap. "What is this!" Laco threw the ring away in fear, looking at the corpse-like thing on the ground with trepidation. The three looked at each other.

"It looks like something worn by people..." Gru walked over and touched the flesh-colored object on the ground. It was empty. He turned the lump over and there was a hot woman. Gru looked at the plump twin peaks and swallowed. "It should be worn..." He lifted the leather item and shook it. "Look, it's empty inside. And there's a gap in the back." "Would any of you try it?" "Hey! No." "I don't want either..." "Then I 'll try." carry things into the toilet. After a while, a blonde woman came out. "How? Ah, the voice has also changed." As she walked around the room, a pair of big white rabbits jumped violently. "It's still very comfortable." She put her hands on her chest and rubbed it. "Hey, Laco, see what else is in the ring." But they all froze. "What's wrong?" She shyly covered her three points, "What are you doing looking at me like this?" "Bitch." They slowly took off their pants. "Hey, what are you doing?" "Hmm!" Oak forcibly opened her mouth and stuffed his penis into it. "You...what are you doing!" She struggled inarticulately. The next second, the mouth below her was filled with another cock. "Mmm!..." "Fuck you, you bitch!" The two of them thrust and thrust irrationally, ignoring the struggling woman beneath them. Her huge breasts were wantonly ravaged, squeezed and deformed by the man's hands. With a shudder, the three of them climaxed together. The stinky semen poured down the woman's throat, making her cough. Memories flooded her mind. "Ah, his name was Longhild, and he was turned into skin by bad guys." She licked her fingers. "Now it's being put on by a middle-aged man." □□□□□□□□□□□□□

Lily had a dream. She is in a village, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the dense forest next to the village, the turbulent clear stream, everything seems so familiar. The village is very quiet, only the sound of birds chirping from time to time. ……it's wired. Lily's body moved naturally, and she walked along the stone road in the village. Her mood was calm, even a little lighthearted. She walked slowly, looking around casually. The breeze blows, bringing a touch of coolness. A road sign? She looked at a wooden sign erected at the intersection, trying to read the words on it. But no matter how she looked, she couldn't make out what was written on it. The wooden board looks blurry, and the letters on it seem to have been wiped off, but they do have the outline of the words. She rubbed her eyes, trying to see the words again, but to no avail. As if I forgot something. She touched the black words written on the wooden board, trying to remember. "Good morning!" A voice came from behind Lily. She looked back at the owner of the voice. It was a male elf with a pair of pointed ears just like her. He held a bucket of water and greeted her with a smile. "Good morning." Subconsciously, she smiled and nodded. For some reason, Lily felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the male elf in front of her. It seems that they already knew each other. "Where are you going? It's so early." "Go to Ian City..." Sensing a trace of shyness and pride in herself, she straightened her waist slightly. "Didn't someone from the church come from the city last week..." "Ah, that's right!" The man with the bucket suddenly remembered something, "Hey, I almost forgot, our village will There's a cardinal!" he joked. "No, no..." She blushed and lowered her head shyly, "I just went to be recommended to study theology..." "No wonder the village chief parked his carriage at the entrance of the village... I just returned I'm wondering." He put down the bucket and fiddled with his hair. "Then hurry up! It will take a few days to get to the city. I will leave you alone."

"Hmm..." Her heart was pounding, and there was a strange emotion in her heart. "Be sure to work hard! Pay attention to safety!" Walking halfway, the man turned his head and waved to her. Lily stood and watched the young male elf off. For some reason, she felt a sense of loss for the first time. She felt as if her skirt was being ripped. "Sister..." A pink-haired little loli hugged her thigh aggrievedly. "Cam! Why are you awake? It's so early." Surprised and joyful, she hugged her sister and touched her head . "Sister, don't go...Cam wants to be with my sister..." Xiaoluo Li wept and whispered, her body twitched slightly due to the ****. "Be good, don't cry." Lily held her sister's little hand and comforted her. "My sister will be back soon." "Cam will see my sister again..." "Sure. My sister is just going to the church in the city to study. You can find my sister whenever Cam comes to the city. Sister I won't lie to you." She put her sister down and wiped away the tears on her face with the handkerchief in her pocket. "You must listen to your parents at home." "Well..." She led her sister back home. Her parents seemed to be hurrying about the cabin looking for their two daughters. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they saw their two daughters appearing at the door hand in hand. "Cam, don't run around..." Her mother looked at her little daughter, who was only half her height, with some reproach, and at the same time stuffed a small red cloth bag into Lily's hand. "Lily, be careful when you go to the city." Her mother said to Lili earnestly, "This money... use it to improve the food. I don't know if you are used to eating things in the city... You must Be kind to yourself." "Go, the village head is already waiting for you at the entrance of the village, don't let others wait too long." Her father patted his eldest daughter on the shoulder, "Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety!"

"Goodbye!" She boarded the carriage and bid farewell to her family. Everything is so beautiful, everything seems to be full of hope. The carriage moved, and the familiar village moved, gradually moving away from him. After leaving the entrance of the village, the surrounding scenery became blurred until it became blank. In this blank background, the village gradually shrinks into a black spot until it disappears completely. wake up. "!" She sat up suddenly from the bed and touched her face. Why are there tears... She touched this face that did not belong to "her". She turned around and saw the pillow already wet with tears. No, not right! Why do I have such cowardly emotions? She pulled her face, and quickly pulled her mouth away, revealing her own face, that of the devil, and that of Klose. The elf girl's skull was stuck on his neck, her hair shaking slightly. what happened? what happened? He, Klose, felt a fear of the unknown for the first time. Why would my emotions be affected by the memory of an elf? Horror made him unable to wait any longer. The skin on your body must be replaced immediately! Originally, he wanted to find the thief who stole his collection after arranging for the generals gathered in the imperial city to suppress the rebellion, but now he couldn't wait any longer. The leather on your body must be replaced immediately! □□□□□□□□□□□□

Grew, no, should be called "Longhilde" now, trembling slightly as he hugged his new body that had just come from orgasm. Her two wine and meat friends had already fallen asleep lying on the bed. She looked at the two naked men with a hint of disgust. ... Everything seems fake, but it is not a dream. She looked at the slender and white hands of "herself", flexibly making various gestures according to her thoughts. The skin covered her original hands like gel, delicate and soft. Even though she can fully feel all the touch of the skin, she can still feel the wrapping of the skin. ...It's like putting a woman on yourself. This idea flashed in her mind inexplicably. No, no, this should be just a kind of prop - a fun prop made for some people with special hobbies. She shook her head, denying that terrible thought just now. Her perception made it difficult for her to accept that thought. How is it possible...Killing a person, making something that can be worn by a person, like clothes, and then put it on, replace that person, and live her life... She examines the "thing" she puts on , twisted his waist. The two fleshy lumps on the chest shook due to the slight movement of the body. ...It's a bit hard. She tried to hold it up with her hands, but her palms were not big enough, and they sank into the breasts. She smiled wryly. There is nothing that can bind the two big white rabbits, so we can only do this first. She tried to pull the skin off her thigh, and it did as she expected. In other words, the skin on his body is not fused with himself.... She breathed a sigh of relief. Because this means that he can still take off the "Langhilde" on his body. She puts her hand in her mouth. ... Even the small tongue can be misplaced. She readjusted her original tongue and the leather tongue and coughed. Well, the sound is no problem either. So, from which point of view, I am "Langhilde" himself. Even if she doubts the memory of this leather object and the existence of "Langhild", but even if the memory is given, there is no reason for herself not to play "Langhild" well, right?

This body actually has magical powers. She waved her hand casually, and a small flame appeared at her fingertips. She swallowed, and reached for the ring that was on the table. So, this way... the ring flickered slightly, and another flesh-colored mass fell to the ground with a thud. This is also leather. She turned the thing over cautiously. It was a catwoman's fur. With pink and tender skin and small breasts, this girl with animal ears has short hair scattered on the ground, her eyes are dull, and her mouth is open. So cute...but the body is a bit small, I don't know if I can wear it. There was also a seam on Catwoman's back, she tried to open it, and the stretch was surprisingly good. Forget it, let's live as Langhilde for a while, and try again when the time comes. After taking off the leather he was wearing, he would turn back into the man named Gru. She thought for no reason. I don't know why I actually have a feeling of loss. However, as long as I keep wearing her, I will always be "Langhilde"... With the memory of leather objects, it is easy to imitate her character and demeanor. She sits, admiring her body. There is no sour smell of a man, only a girlish body fragrance. She moved her toes, and her white and tender little toes moved according to her heart. I am no longer the thief who used to steal for a living. The huge identity gap made it difficult for her to calm down. She rubbed her tits, her heart beating wildly. No one knows that inside this body is a dirty thief named Gru... He can use this body, the leather in the ring, to start a new life. You don't need to run around for a meal anymore, as long as you have the appearance of this woman and attach yourself to a rich person, you can live a stable life. Her chest rose and fell violently. No one will know... no one will find out... and no one should know... Standing on tiptoe, holding her breath, she approached the two sleeping figures slowly. For the sake of my new life, it is okay for this world to lose two insignificant low-level people... This is also purifying this society.

She laid her little white hands on the faces of the two sleeping figures. According to memory... There was a flash of red light, and nothing seemed to happen. Goodbye... "Ah..." A crisp voice came out of her throat, everything was a new beginning. She brushed her long blond hair back and rubbed her face morbidly. It's all mine...there's no one called Gru anymore...♡ □□□□□□□□□□□□

The tradition in the teenager's family is patriarchal. The reason is simple: girls need to see the world so as not to become vulgar; boys need to inherit the family business and learn to endure hardships. Gru was always told when he was a child: You are a boy, you don’t cry easily; you are a boy, you have to learn to make girls... He has always accepted this statement, as a boy, you should have boys look. However, even if he does recognize these truths, he still wonders from time to time: Why? It seems that just because of my gender, I am deprived of the right to express my emotions, and even the opportunity to be cared for and loved. All the thoughts can only be swallowed in one's own stomach. No matter how much you feel wronged, no matter how bullied by your sister, you can't cry, and you can't protest: you are a boy who stands up to heaven and earth! To learn to let my sister! From time to time, Gru would think: If I were a girl, would I have as many new clothes as my sister? Then, you won't be embarrassed by the holes in your clothes every day. His rough clothes were not changed until they were no longer fit. And my sister can buy new clothes whenever she likes—non-pilling, smooth, expensive skirts of different lengths. Gru never wore clothes like that, he only had sackcloth. His family is not poor - although it is not the largest chamber of commerce, Gru's chamber of commerce is considered small and large. Everything is deliberate, contrived, just to stick to that weird philosophy in his family. Grew also knew it was "for his own good" and never complained. Until he was nine years old, his parents took his older sister out to go shopping, leaving Gru alone at home. He wandered around the house chatting in every possible way, and somehow ended up in his sister's room. Unlike his cramped utility room-turned-bedroom, his sister's room was spacious and bright. All kinds of trinkets decorate this room, and there is a girly fragrance in the air. So beautiful... He looked up at this bedroom that didn't belong to him.

……what is this? He looked at a huge wooden cabinet. He slowly opened the two doorknobs on the wooden cabinet, revealing the contents inside: all girls' clothes. He took a deep breath, he knew that his sister had a lot of clothes, but he didn't know that there would be so many. ... This dress feels good to the touch. Gru held out a pink dress decorated with bunnies and felt the texture of the silk. He picked it up and gestured in front of his small body. My sister's clothes are indeed bigger than my own... Then, I can wear them all. He secretly took out the little pink skirt, looked around, and quickly ran back to his room. His heart was pounding, and he hugged the little dress. ...Can I have a try? He quietly took off his clothes, and awkwardly put on a skirt that was obviously twice as big as his body. The smooth touch of silk gave him a sense of comfort that he had never experienced before. There was no friction like sackcloth, and the skirt slid down his thighs naturally. Wrapped in warmth... He turned around, and the hem of his skirt fluttered accordingly. He couldn't describe his mood at this time, he only felt a strange sense of happiness rippling in his heart. I really want to wear it all the time... He fiddled with the skirt on his body, and the delicate fabric slipped through his hands. Is this girls' clothes? He glanced at the crumpled original clothes on the ground. Are all girls' clothes like this? I am a boy, so I can't wear such clothes. His dad said so. Boys, learn to be strong and endure hardships! However, if you are a girl, you can wear such a skirt. His heart was pounding and he was thinking wildly. Put on... If it's a girl, it's like clothes, if you put it on, isn't it a girl? He was taken aback by his own thoughts, but he couldn't help thinking about it. Clothes can cover the scars on the body, the reason is the same.

If you turn a girl into something like clothes, then you can hide your original boy identity. A sense of immorality grew. This is also very good... - just impossible. Never possible. He hugged himself, shaking with excitement on the bed. "Ringling..." There was a sound of shaking keys. The hall door seemed to be opened. Mom and Dad are back! Gru jumped up from the bed in horror, tugging at the skirt on his body in a panic. Don't...don't! But it was too late. When he jumped out of bed and tried to close the door of his bedroom, his father was already standing outside the door of his room. "Gelu, you..." His father looked at the scene in front of him, speechless. "Don't come in!" Gru slammed the door in a panic, pushing it with his back. "What are you wearing?" a voice without emotion. "Don't come in! Don't come in..." He repeated hysterically with tears in his voice. "Don't!" "Open the door." "No..." "Open the door, immediately." "Don't!" A strong impact was transmitted from the door, and with a bang, he fell over, and the door was kicked by his father Kicked off. Gru in the back doesn't remember anything. I just remember being lifted up by his dad who was lying on the ground, and then whipped almost crazily—his dad's belt rained down on him, and the pain was already numb. Gru doesn't remember what his dad said when he hit him, just that it hurts, it hurts. He escaped, and ran away with a rot. He jumped out of the window, and even though he fell, he couldn't care less. He just wants to go. Go, go and go. three days. He didn't know where he was either. Just step forward and run in the direction away from home.

As the bruised Gru walked, the sun gradually rose and fell. At last he was so hungry that he had no energy left, and he slumped on the ground. The sun in the distance gradually dimmed and became the setting sun. The scorching fireball that had given Gru light and heat fell down until it slowly disappeared. Above the horizon, a strange green light illuminates the entire sky. A sight he had never seen before. A complete, pure green. Later, when he was wandering on the road, some old bachelor colleagues told him that those green lights had a name, called "green flash". Superstitious people say that the love ability of people who have seen the green flash will be improved. He laughed it off. But he loves green - since that day. A new beginning in life. There will be no more days of restraint. His favorite color is green. □□□□□□□□□□□