Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)

Ning Chu sat on the floor, struggling to stand but finding her entire body weak and her legs incapable of supporting her.

She was completely defenseless…

Her mouth parted slightly, releasing a soft breath, her eyes hazy and moist, the corners tinged with a flush of blush.

Her skin felt hot and flushed as her head drooped, a mix of intense shame and pleasure flooding her mind.

Now she finally understood why the girl in the story would find solace in the bathroom alone, and why she didn’t resist when the protagonist caught her.

If Wen Yang were to make a move right now, she doubted she could resist.

Fortunately, all the guidance she’d given him had been somewhat successful…

After about ten minutes, Ning Chu finally managed to suppress her body and mind’s attempt at indulgence.

Exhausted, she remained seated, her thoughts swirling in chaos.

The situation was growing more severe by the day!

If disrupting the plot led to her getting intense arousal regardless of the time and place, then the danger wasn’t Wen Yang but herself.

Even if she could keep her urges in check and quell her body’s responses time and again, it was only a matter of time before that final thread of self-control would snap.

Even if Wen Yang always displayed the innocent hesitation of a virgin rather than taking advantage of her, when her self-control eventually broke, it would be Ning Chu who’d devour him whole… And if her roommates were around, well, that’d be an all-out, full-dorm event.

It was terrifying! Was this female corruption at its peak?

Unable to stop her internal turmoil, Ning Chu glanced down at her novel, but her heart was far from calm.

Her image in front of Wen Yang was probably shattered… He’d witnessed her at her most embarrassing, and she certainly couldn’t bring herself to talk to him tonight.

With a sigh, she leaned against the wall to pull herself up and grabbed a clean pair of underwear.

She slid open the balcony door.

Outside, Wen Yang quickly leaned in, looking worried. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m…fine.” Ning Chu’s voice was so soft it was almost a whisper.

With her head down, she brushed past him, darting into the bathroom as if she were fleeing.

Once she’d locked the door behind her, she inspected herself again.

Her chest… uh… sensitivity…. seemed to have increased!

Furthermore, her breast seems to be also growing, though she couldn’t tell if it was just natural development or another consequence of disrupting the plot.

Honestly, an A+ cup was as much as she could tolerate.

Anything larger would not only be hard to conceal but would start affecting her mobility. Just running or walking would throw her off balance.

The changes weren’t dramatic but more like subtle adjustments.

There seemed to be a bit more fat around her hips, her waist was a touch narrower, and her bones even looked more delicate when she glanced at her wrists.

As she swapped out her underwear, she remembered something and lifted her shirt to look at her abdomen.

What had once been an uneven line had stretched into a half-arc…

“So, it wasn’t from pants being too tight or a bruise from the desk?”

Ning Chu murmured, momentarily confused about the origin of the line across her stomach.

As she finished dressing and prepared to leave the bathroom, she suddenly froze.

Wait! Oh, no—no way!

Her eyes widened as she anxiously pinched her arm.

She could feel the pain, but it was accompanied by a subtle sense of pleasure.

When she was flustered, the pain was completely masked, and her sense of pleasure would increase drastically.

Thinking back, she hadn’t felt any pain when she’d fallen earlier.

“Could it be…I’m a succubus?”

Her face was dazed as she spoke softly to herself, reluctantly glancing down at her stomach again and staring at the faint pink line.

She imagined that if there were a mirror line on the other side, the marks could probably form the shape of a heart.

A succubus!

Because of their silver markings, succubi in the lore could convert pain into pleasure, making most of them natural masochists.

Their whole bodies were essentially sensitive spots, with periodic and spontaneous urges that could emerge anytime, anywhere!

It all matched too well!

Only, maybe because her silver marking wasn’t complete, her ability to convert pain still felt unstable.

A succubus?! What was I thinking when I wrote that trashy story with this weird setup?

Ning Chu wanted to slap herself.

Even without Wen Yang’s protagonist aura, she could easily encounter perverts or even tentacle monsters, and even if she didn’t, her current state left her vulnerable to any man at any time!

If that were the case, she thought, maybe it’d be better with Wen Yang…

She paused, quickly shaking her head to clear Wen Yang from her mind.

How could she think that?

That would be giving up, a total surrender!

As a man, she couldn’t accept such a defeat without a fight.

There had to be a solution…

Taking a deep breath, she steadied her thoughts.

“That succubus, Lily, from class—before she met the protagonist, wasn’t she the silent, icy type?”

“If she could manage it…no way, how did she manage it? That’s insane!”

Reflecting on her own bizarre experiences, Ning Chu couldn’t imagine staying calm and unaffected in that state, casually going about school and studies like nothing was wrong.

“Tomorrow, I’ll find Lily and ask her for some tips…maybe Yan Xinya knows her?”

With her plan set, Ning Chu pulled out her phone and searched online, typing in, What to do when a succubus is in heat.

[Just find a man to solve it]

What kind of lousy answer was that!

Fuming, she shoved her phone back in her pocket and turned to leave the bathroom, only to spot the underwear she’d just changed out of.

She cringed in embarrassment.

Was she made of water or something…?

Hiding in the bathroom for another ten minutes, Ning Chu finally regained her composure.

She quietly snuck out, holding her underwear behind her back.

Finding the balcony clear, she quickly scrubbed and wrung them out before hanging them on the rack to dry.

Then, as she opened the door back into the dorm, she spotted Wen Yang sitting at his computer.

“I’m going to bed,” she announced.

“So early? Aren’t you going to shower?”

Shower? Under these circumstances? She’d have to wait until Wen Yang was off to tutor tomorrow…

“Nope.”

Avoiding Wen Yang’s gaze, she quickly climbed into bed, pulling the covers over her head and burying her face in her pillow.

Ahhh! How am I supposed to face Wen Yang after this?

In his mind, her image was probably shattered to pieces!

He probably thought she was some kind of player now, experienced and worldly.

Squirming in shame under the covers, Ning Chu was at least relieved it was just Wen Yang in the dorm today.

At least he knew she was a girl, and thankfully he was innocent enough not to do anything to her.

“Ning…Ning Chu.”

Wen Yang’s hesitant voice broke through her thoughts.

She froze for a moment, then cautiously poked her flushed face out from under the blanket.

“What?”

“Um…do you…do you want me to…”

Ning Chu grabbed her pillow and chucked it at him. “No, you pervert!”

So much for Wen Yang being pure! Had he secretly been plotting this whole time?

“No, no! I meant…do you want me to take you to the hospital for a check-up!”

“Definitely not!”