Gu Mòmo's figure was very petite.
How petite exactly?
Even without a measuring tape, Chuck estimated that the girl's height probably did not exceed 160 cm. Moreover, her limb structure was noticeably more slender and frail, which was why Chuck was able to lift her so easily just now.
Coupled with the fact that she was only recently recovered from a serious illness and was intensely nervous, among other factors, Chuck—despite being aroused—truly dared not treat Gu Mòmo with the fierce approach he used with Julia and Gu Yitong.
At least, not for this first time.
So, when Gu Yitong made her request, Chuck finally began to advance, but his movements were filled with restraint and gentleness.
With her mother's "assistance," and despite encountering the expected strong resistance, the tight virginity was finally and slowly prized open…
Gu Mòmo's hands, which had been covering her cheeks, suddenly trembled. Her pale body abruptly arched up, and her watery eyes were instantly filled with a complex mix of confusion, terror, and shyness.
In that instant, Chuck felt an intense constricting sensation, accompanied by a fleeting, slight resistance as something was broken through. Chuck's hips finally met Gu Mòmo's delicate pelvis completely.
"It hurts!!!"
The pupils in Gu Mòmo's adorable eyes instantly contracted. Her pink face turned pale, and a scream of pain, devoid of any pleasure, erupted from her tender throat.
"Wuwuwu, it hurts so much, stop, it really hurts…"
Large tears rolled down Gu Mòmo's small face. This unfamiliar, intense pain instinctively plunged her into sorrow and fear.
Chuck looked down. Although only a small half of his length was inside, blood had already left spots on the wooden bed. He felt a pang of heartache and cautiously stopped moving, giving Gu Mòmo some time to adjust.
Similarly, Gu Yitong, who was being used as a cushion underneath and felt her daughter trembling from the pain in her arms, also had an indescribable look of heartbreak in her eyes.
However, she was merely a meat cushion at the moment and could do nothing but excitedly secrete more fluids while gently stroking her daughter's tender forehead, which was damp with fine sweat, softly comforting her: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Mommy is here."
Cold sweat, brought on by the pain, slowly seeped from Gu Mòmo's slender neck, pale waist, and tender feet. Her innocent white chest rapidly rose and fell, the tips of her rosy nipples standing high.
Chuck still dared not move, but seeing her distress, he felt pity. He released the tender feet he was holding and leaned down to kiss her.
Her soft, delicate lips felt like jelly, but they trembled slightly due to the pain. While Chuck forcefully claimed the girl's tongue, one large hand slowly moved to her budding chest.
"Mm…"
Gu Mòmo's mouth was blocked, forcing a soft whimper through her nose. Although there was still some pain, it was clearly tinged with a delicate, soft, almost spoiled sweetness.
And as Chuck's fingertips began to focus their attack on the small, firm nipple tips, the whimper also acquired a trace of pleasure. Chuck finally began to feel that the previously dry, narrow passage had naturally become moist.
When their lips parted, Chuck slowly lifted his head, his gaze meeting Gu Mòmo's somewhat dazed eyes.
Finally, he tentatively began to move.
At this, Gu Mòmo's previously relaxed brow furrowed again.
But unlike before, she did not scream sharply this time. Her small hands tightly gripped Chuck's shoulders, and her tender feet naturally rested on his muscular thighs. As he moved slowly, she instinctively used rapid breathing to alleviate the pain.
"Daddy… Chuck Daddy…"
Gu Mòmo's eyes were glazed over. She whispered his name in her mother's embrace while enduring the sensation with her soft body.
Cautiously observing Gu Mòmo's reaction and savoring the sensation, Chuck carefully stayed at the edge of Gu Mòmo's tolerance, gradually increasing his speed—from one back-and-forth every ten seconds, it slowly became five seconds, then three seconds…
Finally, it reached a normal rhythm.
Gu Mòmo's small face, which had been pale from the cold sweat and pain, was now flushed red like she was drunk. The sounds coming from her rosy mouth changed from painful pleas to gradually melodious cries.
Her small feet pointed weakly toward the window, swinging with Chuck's repeated impacts. The intense pain finally slowly receded, replaced by a sensation even stranger to Gu Mòmo.
It was tingling and numb, with a hint of soreness, making her head feel light and her heart beat faster and faster…
Chuck looked at Gu Mòmo, knowing she was finally starting to get into the zone. He pressed his advantage, continuing to push her higher. Each acceleration in rhythm was like reaching a brand-new world for Gu Mòmo. The physical secrets entirely changed her perception at that moment.
She never imagined that this kind of thing could bring such pleasure.
Gu Yitong, who had witnessed the entire process while being pressed underneath, serving as the meat cushion, was also breathing rapidly. She could clearly feel her daughter's body temperature slowly rising—not because of fever or illness as before, but due to the increased blood flow throughout her body.
"Yaa~"
Suddenly, as Chuck instinctively changed the rhythm, the intense stimulation caused the inexperienced Gu Mòmo to suddenly lift her delicate chin and let out an unprecedented moan.
And in Chuck's line of sight, the familiar light panel prompt began to appear at slow intervals.
[Gu Mòmo's Trust Level has increased by 1 point! Current Trust Level: 81 (Infatuated)]
[Gu Mòmo's Trust Level has increased by 1 point!…
The pain of the first bloom was finally defeated by primal pleasure.
"That's right, little one, just surrender your body completely to Darling, and feel him with your heart…"
Suddenly, a familiar, languid voice came from the side. Chuck, who was gradually getting into the rhythm, subconsciously glanced over and saw that the bombshell, who had been lying limply on the other side of the bed, had woken up at some point. She was smiling and leaning close to Gu Mòmo's ear, softly sharing the experience of a "veteran."
Chuck raised an eyebrow.
In the past, every time he fought with Julia, she needed at least two or three hours to recover. Yet, less than an hour had passed, and she was already this energetic. Furthermore, after only a short rest, Julia looked better than ever before.
He saw that her skin was supple, her lips were rosy, her blue eyes were sparkling, and her already stunning face looked even more captivating than usual.
It seemed that after consuming the Yellow Potion with the added hidden effect, his "Energy Essence" indeed provided immediate nourishment to Julia.
Chuck's gaze moved down to Julia's flat abdomen. The light panel appeared again.
[Julia, Current Energy Essence held: 10.8g. Sustained Nourishment Time: 21.6H]
Sure enough, she was slowly absorbing it.
Chuck couldn't help but smile. He hadn't expected one Lycoris Trial to turn his thing into a godly tonic.
If that was the case, then if the Gu mother and daughter could pass the test in future Lycoris Trials and earn him more Yellow Potion, it would only bring immense benefits to both them and himself.
Thinking this, Chuck slowly increased his pace again…
Outside, the storm continued.
Inside, the newly bloomed Gu Mòmo was also experiencing the first storm of her life.
Finally, Chuck suddenly leaned forward, pressing half his weight onto the mother and daughter. Gu Mòmo's adorable eyes widened instantly, and her wildly trembling pupils were filled with disbelief. The sudden rush of warmth spreading through her lower belly felt as if it was going to burst into her brain, causing her to lose all capacity for thought. Her watery eyes turned into hearts. Squeezed between the two adults like a meat patty in a hamburger, she convulsed wildly, raising a pair of pale, tender feet.
The sudden weight also nearly suffocated Gu Yitong. Her beautiful face turned livid. Feeling the synchronized spasms of the two people above her, her daughter's sensation seemed to be transmitted to her own body. Even just serving as a meat cushion, she became delirious and stuck out her tongue, spontaneously squirting fluid that splashed all over Chuck's thighs.
Chuck, who had just given his remaining stock entirely to Gu Mòmo during their first encounter, was savoring the youthful sensation when his thigh instantly felt cold. Startled, he withdrew and realized the "meat cushion" was to blame.
He couldn't help but laugh out of annoyance. After slowly calming down and closing his eyes to check, he was surprised to find he still had a little strength left…
This Yellow Potion was truly potent.
Looking out the window, the storm still hadn't stopped. It was clear that nothing else could be done today.
After a brief thought, Chuck slightly adjusted his position, lowered his height, and shifted his target from Gu Mòmo above to Gu Yitong below, who was immersed in her role as the meat cushion. Without any warning, and still carrying her daughter's blood, he suddenly attacked!
The empty-minded, mature mother hadn't anticipated becoming the target. Her already glazed, beautiful eyes were instantly shattered. Her pair of plump, fleshy legs convulsed and coiled up. Her rosy, beautiful feet hooked desperately around Chuck's waist. Under his relentless, ferocious assault—entirely different from how he treated her daughter—she instantly transformed into a surging wave of human flesh.
And Gu Mòmo, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state, was tossed up and down like a drenched person struggling in the storm's waves.
The storm finally ended in the evening.
The hard-won sago starch provided them with long-awaited carbohydrates for energy. The return to a balanced diet brought more abundant stamina than before, coupled with the changes brought by the Yellow Potion. After the continuous battles in the morning, they took a break for lunch, and a new round of intense action began in the afternoon.
At once, Julia's ecstatic cries, Gu Yitong's moans as the flesh cushion, and Gu Mòmo's gentle whimpers sounded in alternation.
Not until the Energy Essence content in Julia's lower abdomen surpassed 20g, the Gu mother and daughter had both passed out, an indescribable scent lingered faintly throughout the wooden house, the bed boards were covered with large patches of clear or white fluid marks, and the three women had finally fallen into a deep sleep, sprawled across the bed in various postures of defeat…
Chuck, his muscles bulging, covered in sweat, and radiating heat, finally stumbled, dragging his exhausted body out of bed.
He stepped barefoot onto the floor, where the water stains were slowly drying.
He slowly walked to the window and let out a long, heavy breath.
Outside, the storm had finally ceased. The clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the air after the rain was exceptionally fresh. The jungle vegetation below the stone slope was bent sideways by the wind.
In the distance, over the ocean horizon, he finally saw the orange-red sunset.
Meanwhile, in the cave on the Southwest Bay.
Theresa hugged her arms, shivering, as she stepped out of her shelter.
Fortunately, she had managed to build a small fire inside the cave, enduring the most violent period of the storm.
But after the heavy rain, everything near the beach was soaking wet, and only embers remained in the cave's fire pit.
She had to find fuel to start a fire before dark, or she would spend the cold post-rain night freezing.
Fortunately, she vaguely remembered there were a few casuarina trees in the jungle on the other side of the coast, whose branches secreted a small amount of resin. If she could collect it to aid combustion, she might be able to light a fire, even with slightly damp fuel.
If she couldn't start a fire before sunset, she would have to…
A thought surfaced in Theresa's mind, but she quickly shook her head vigorously to dispel it.
Even if she froze to death, she must never go near those morally degraded people again!
She gritted her silver teeth, shouting this silently in her heart.
Time was urgent. There was no time to waste. Theresa quickly crossed the bay. She had lived here for many days and was extremely familiar with the terrain of this bay.
But just as she was about to reach the edge of the jungle, two irregular black dots suddenly appeared on the golden beach illuminated by the distant sunset, instantly catching Theresa's eye.
What are those?
She stopped, adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on her pale nose, and squinted her eyes for a moment to examine them closely.
Fallen deadwood blown by the storm?
But why would they fly so far…
Theresa looked closely for a while, then her body suddenly trembled violently.
They don't look like deadwood.
They are two people!
Realizing this, Theresa's face changed. She forgot about the important task of collecting fuel and quickly ran toward the two figures.
As the distance closed, the two figures became clearer. Both were lying near the beach, clearly washed ashore by the storm waves.
Please, please be alive… Please be alive…
She desperately needed human companions with a normal moral compass right now!
Praying silently, Theresa rushed to the side of the two figures. Her gaze instantly froze.
Both figures were young females.
One had pale skin and a slender, tall figure. She was fashionable and delicate with perfect manicure, flashy earrings and necklaces, and bleached, light blonde curly hair, but she seemed a bit frivolous.
The other had tanned, wheat-colored skin, strong, defined legs, and a short, neat haircut, looking like a sporty girl, though her overly prominent top suggested a maturity beyond her age.
Their facial features were youthful and well-proportioned, but both were pale, soaking wet, and unconscious with their eyes tightly closed.
However, Theresa, who should have been rushing to save them, stood frozen in place because of one thing they shared.
Both girls were wearing uniforms and short skirts soaked by the seawater, and on the chest of the uniform was a conspicuous school emblem—
Aoi High School.