After getting ready, our "brother and sister cosplayer" outfits appeared flawlessly in front of our mother.
Mom praised her repeatedly, "Oh my, Youyou looks so good in this outfit! You look exactly like that game character! Momo, you're pretty handsome too! Go on, have fun, and be careful!"
I went out and boarded the crowded weekend subway.
There were so many people, and no seats. We could only squeeze into the connecting area between the carriages near the door.
Shen Youyi stood by the door, facing the car door glass, her back against my chest.
I gripped the railing above my head with both hands, like a human shield encircling her in the middle.
Chongyun's cloak and Qiqi's little skirt became a natural barrier.
Many people in the carriage cast curious or even amazed glances at him.
Shen Youyi's portrayal of Qi Qi was so accurate; her fragile, aloof, and slightly adorable demeanor even prompted a few bolder individuals to secretly take photos with their phones.
Shen Youyi felt a little embarrassed by the stares and turned her head slightly to the side, causing the small talisman to sway.
Right now.
My hand stealthily slipped into the inside pocket of my sleeve and found the remote control. Without hesitation, I pressed the start button—and skipped the lowest setting, immediately setting it to medium intensity!
"ah!!!"
Without any warning!
Shen Youyi felt as if a huge electric current had instantly pierced through her spine!
He suddenly bounced an inch upwards!
His head almost hit my chin!
A short, sharp, and uncontrollable scream burst out!
It stood out starkly in the relatively quiet carriage!
Whoosh! Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the little girl dressed in an adorable Qiqi outfit who suddenly let out a scream.
Shen Youyi's face instantly turned as red as if it were about to bleed!
She bit her lip hard to keep from uttering a second sound, then lowered her eyes in a panic, instinctively clasping her hands together to cover her lower abdomen!
My body stiffened as I turned around, burying my burning face completely in the chest of my heavy cloud robe, not daring to look up at anyone again.
Only the back of his head, with a trembling talisman, was left facing the crowd.
She had her back to everyone, but I could clearly feel her body trembling violently against my chest, like a leaf shaking wildly in the autumn wind.
I leaned close to her ear and whispered with a laugh, "What's wrong, Qiqi? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Ugh..." She buried her head in my chest and let out a muffled sob, her voice trembling with a desperate plea for mercy, "Brother... you're bad... you... you started it, didn't you... stop... please stop..."
"This is nothing," I said wickedly, licking her earlobe and feeling her shudder. I placed my hand behind her back and patted her gently as if to comfort her, while my fingertips, through her clothes, gently pushed the remote control again.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The intensity of the vibration suddenly increased! It reached an almost fatal level!
"Ugh—!!!!" Shen Youyi's body instantly tensed up like a steel plate! A muffled groan, extremely suppressed yet extremely stimulating, burst out from her throat, which had been tightly trapped in her chest!
Her legs suddenly clamped together and then opened again, and her body began to twist and rub uncontrollably in small, extremely unnatural movements, moving back and forth and side to side!
Two legs clad in white over-the-knee socks rubbed against each other unconsciously, as if trying to relieve the agonizing tingling and itching.
The exposed knees had a faint pink tinge.
Her breathing became incredibly heavy and rapid, hot breath spraying onto the fabric of my chest, and the edge of the talisman swaying from the friction of her nose.
The hand covering her lower abdomen pressed down hard, as if trying to crush the culprit that had jumped out and caused trouble from her body.
Her face rubbed against my chest, burning hot. I didn't even need to look to know that the blush on her face was far beyond shyness; it was the result of a burning desire ignited from within her!
I could hear her heart pounding violently in her chest, and I could also... clearly smell a stronger, warm, damp scent with a sweet, fishy smell, which began to stubbornly seep out from deep within her skirt... as if someone with sharp eyes was already wrinkling their nose to sniff it.
"Youyou..." I rested my chin on her little hat, my voice low and devilishly seductive, "Why is so much water coming out? Your pants are soaked, aren't they?"
She couldn't answer; her body was still fiercely resisting the intense vibrations raging within her, and she trembled even more violently. The friction at the base of her thighs became increasingly noticeable; she could even hear the faint rustling of silk.
"No...no more, brother...please..." she finally managed to squeeze out a broken plea, her voice filled with desperate sobs.
Her little bottom rubbed restlessly beneath me, seemingly trying to find some relief through twisting and rubbing.
I reveled in this secret control and her humiliating, breakdown-like reaction under the gaze of others.
Having had her fill of pleasure, just a second before she was about to collapse, he mercifully turned the gear down to the lowest setting—a barely perceptible, slight vibration.
"Huff...huff...huff..." Shen Youyi's body went limp as if she had just been pulled out of the water, and she only managed to stay upright because I held her.
She was panting heavily, almost collapsing, her chest heaving violently.
Her face, buried in her clothes, only lifted slightly after a long while. Her eyes, misty with moisture and strikingly red, gave me a flirtatious wink, filled with a coquettish reproach and accusation born of a narrow escape.
Her wet eyelashes clung together, making her look pitiful.
However, how could a demon easily let its prey go?
Just as she caught her breath and thought the alarm was over—
Buzz—!!!
The most intense and ferocious vibrations, like a wild horse unleashed, erupted violently deep within her body!
"ah--!!!!"
A shrill, piercing scream, a mixture of extreme pain and overwhelming pleasure, broke through all her defenses!
It exploded sharply inside the carriage!
This time, she completely lost control. Her body suddenly sprang upwards, and she stiffened as if she had been hit by a giant hammer, falling backwards!
"Watch out!" An older woman standing nearby quickly caught her and prevented her from falling to the ground.
"Young lady, are you alright? Are you anemic?" the older woman asked with concern.
Whoosh! Everyone! All eyes in every carriage focused on them again! With surprise, concern, and a hint of... understanding? After all, that shout just now was really too much.
Shen Youyi wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
She gripped the older woman's arm tightly for support, her voice trembling and out of tune, managing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "...No...it's nothing...thank you, Auntie...it's just...it's just that I suddenly...suddenly I feel a little dizzy..." Her other hand was pressed tightly against her lower abdomen, trying to stop the continuous, almost uncontrollable flow of warm fluid.
I could see that the edge of her safety shorts was soaked, and there were even... teardrop-shaped water stains that were slowly winding down the inside of her slender calves...
Fortunately, just then, a clear station announcement rang out in the carriage: "Next stop—Expo Center Station! Then station is..."
"We're here! Almost there!" Shen Youyi urged, her voice trembling with tears, as if she had grasped at a lifeline.
The subway slowly came to a stop.
The door opened.
I held her slender waist tightly with one hand, and picked up our bags from the ground with the other. Under the strange, inquisitive, and even a few strangely excited (?) gazes of everyone, I half-supported and half-carried Shen Youyi, whose body was still trembling slightly and whose legs were weak, and practically "dragged" her out of the subway car.
Once you step out of the carriage, there are fewer people.
Shen Youyi immediately buried her flushed, burning face in my shoulder like an ostrich, her voice filled with heavy breathing, a desperate yet accusing tone: "Brother... Waaah... I hate it so much... Quick... Quick, find a toilet... Down there... Down there's completely soaked... It's still... Still leaking..."
Her hands weakly pushed against my shoulders, but it was more like clinging; the vibrations inside her body and the persistent feeling of incontinence were driving her crazy.
People were coming and going around her, and the gazes cast upon the girl, dressed in a cute Qiqi outfit, being hugged by her brother, her legs tightly squeezed together and twisting, her face flushed and her eyes filled with tears, felt like countless needles pricking her body. The burning shame almost melted her away.
A huge logo hangs overhead at the convention center. But our "Comic Con Surprise Journey" has only just begun...
The buzzing of the subway arriving at the station was still lingering in my mind. I practically carried Shen Youyi down the subway in a half-hug, half-carry manner.
She was as soft as a freshly cooked rice cake, leaning against me, her little face still burning hot, buried in the front of my heavy cloud cloak, and I could feel the heat even through the fabric.
Those legs, clad in white over-the-knee socks, trembled slightly as they walked, their worn-out yet stubbornly enduring air incredibly alluring.
"Waaah... Brother... Slow... Slow down... Inside... It's still... Still shaking..." Her voice was hoarse and seductive, with a heavy nasal tone, like a kitten that had been bullied badly.
I hugged her waist tightly, lowered my head and whispered in her ear with a laugh, "This has nothing to do with me. You were really wet, so it got stuck, which is why the vibration was so strong." As I spoke, my fingers slid across the side button of the remote control in my sleeve pocket, and the deadly buzzing sound instantly stopped.
Shen Youyi took a deep breath, her body relaxed, and then slid down even more limply as if all her strength had been drained. I was the only one who managed to keep from collapsing completely because I had my arm around her.
"You're...you're so bad..." she muttered, finally lifting her face, which was burning like a little apple. Her wet eyes glared at me angrily, a look that was three parts shyness and seven parts lust. "Quick...quick, get into the venue..."