Xiao Yuan’s Story 5

Author: wnee
Word count: 6400
My name is Xiaoyuan, and I am a student in the third grade of elementary school. No one would believe that a child like me has actually saved a clan, or even the world. Ha, this sounds like nonsense, but it happened, and I don’t think many people will believe my story.
I spent the rest of the summer vacation in a rather boring way, ahem, except looking for the bath lady, the insurance salesman, and the takeaway sister. . . These, but these are not the key points, at least they should not be mentioned in the main story, and should be classified as extra chapters. . .
However, at the end of the summer vacation, I received a bad news. . .
I was told that my father was unfortunately hit by a car while on a business trip in the US. . . He died after rescue efforts failed. . . And my mother. . I don’t know where to go. . .
I can’t believe this is true. . I can’t believe this is true. . It must be fake. . . Fake. .
I have always regarded this news as fake news, until a long time after school started, I regarded it as fake news. . . But after a long time, neither of my parents showed up. . .
One night, I dreamed about that demon again. . .

“You…it’s you again…what are you going to do…”
“Yuan, don’t lose your faith in moving forward because of this, the enemies you will face are far more dangerous than fanatical priests.”
“What?? How do you know… who the hell are you?”
“Now is not the time to reveal who I am, but you have to survive this difficulty. There are still many hardships waiting for you in the future. Now is not the time to give up.”
“wait wait wait!!!”
wake up. . . Damn it. . Is this really just a dream? . . I have seen him for the second time. . And it feels so real. . .
Although his words cheered me up somewhat, it was far from getting me out of the shadows. During this time at home, I was browsing various websites, and one website caught my attention. .
“Hmm… Buying transvestites… What kind of mess is this? What about human trafficking? What else?… Female body male x organs?? Why don’t you want male body female x organs?? Which funny website… Laughing…”
I smiled contemptuously, closed the website, tidied up and was ready to go to school.
No matter where I am, I can feel the great shock of grief crushing me, and. . Um. . When I’m sad, I can’t help but feel a pang of soreness in my balls. . twisting pain. . . It’s as if my genitals are cramping. At that time, I will feel extremely hungry and thirsty, and there is a feeling of burning, and the feeling of being immersed in the feet of women before spreads all over my body again. . I was more and more eager to be abused by tall older women of all kinds, wanting to have their bodily fluids running in my body. . .
ah. . . I can’t bear it anymore, maybe this will do it. . . lessen my grief. . .

I have fantasized about my class teacher Ouyang Rongjing being naked countless timesWhen she was born, she looked very good-looking, 36 years old, 1.7 meters tall, plump and mature. . I wish she could ravage me hard. . I have fantasized about this countless times in her class.
A few times I’d look at her heels as she passed my desk, not too small, but too big for me. I don’t know what the smell is in the high heels? I’m so confused. .

A few times, I sneaked into her office looking for something nice, but most of the time there were other teachers around, so I couldn’t act rashly.
Finally, hard work paid off. I finally waited until the other teachers were not around. I walked to Teacher Rong Jing’s desk and saw a pair of black high-heeled shoes under the desk. I squatted down and picked up Teacher Rong Jing’s high-heeled shoes. .
I held a high-heeled shoe in both hands and looked at it carefully. This shoe is about size 38, which means that the teacher has enough one foot to cover my face, and there is an extra piece. I think I should be able to play deepthroat. As long as I use the ability to change things, the teacher can stuff the whole foot into my mouth. .
Cough cough, not much YY, I looked at the sole, it was a leather insole, the teacher’s feet must have a smell of leather. I put my nose into the shoe and sniffed hard, ah. . . It smells so strong, damp, and sour. The teacher must be very busy at work so he doesn’t have so much time to wash shoes. I really hope that the teacher will never wash your feet and let me wash them for you. .
I put the high heels on my face, let my lungs fully absorb the charming smell, it was getting late, I quickly packed up, and left the office.
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I don’t know if it’s my illusion, I feel that Teacher Rong Jing seems to stare at me from time to time during her class, does she know my addiction? That’s great, I’m ashamed to say it out loud, but I’d feel even more if the teacher took the initiative to teach me.
But for a long time, Teacher Rong Jing didn’t do anything. Just when I was planning where to go during the winter vacation, she called me to the office before the winter vacation. .