Sister Ji groggily woke up, her whole body feeling limp and weak, like she had been... by a dozen handsome strong men.
As for why she was so familiar with this feeling, duh, that's the plot of every spring dream she has.
'I must file a complaint, if there's no compensation, I'll pretend to be a student's parent and report this!'
Sister Ji raised her hand, which had disappeared, replaced by a tentacle. As her eyes opened wide in terror, the tentacle began to split, one into ten, ten into a hundred. In an instant, countless implant threads swayed with Sister Ji's emotions, just like a 'Shamate' youth shaking his head — you could see how intense this female player's emotions were.
"Holy shit!!! I've turned into a tentacle monster!"
Sister Ji sat up abruptly, her long hair flinging out and piercing the ground, leaving tiny puncture marks.
"Crap, even my hair!"
