Chapter 8: Physical Examination
The little fox girl’s voice trembled as she straddled Lena’s waist.
Unconsciously, their positions had shifted into a subservient yet dominant posture. However, Ling Ling, despite being in the dominant position, seemed timid, showing no intention of taking the initiative.
“Where did you get this?”
Lena unscrewed the cap, sniffed it, and frowned. “Poor quality, made with inferior herbs, even the crucial catalyst… Wait, this scent is so familiar…”
An image flashed through her mind: a complete recipe and the shadow of a hardworking little fox girl convulsing and collapsing, a heart-shaped bottle filled to the brim.
Lena drew out an “oh,” understanding dawning. No wonder Ling Ling had taken so long to bathe; she had been preparing “computer accessories.”
The little fox girl blushed.
She wouldn’t admit that this was a homemade energy potion she had concocted. She had thought Miss would be pleased and let her off the hook, but she had been seen through immediately.
How embarrassing…
“So, what are you trying to do by giving me this?”
Lena took a small sip. The taste was slightly fishy, moderately sweet and sour. If paired with Loran leaves to neutralize the fishy taste of bodily fluids, it should be quite good.
As for the effect…
Her pink lips shimmered under the light, as if coated in a layer of glossy lipstick, looking delectable.
“Miss likes to reward Ling Ling at night,” the little fox girl said, hugging her head, her fox ears curling up like a mimosa plant.
“So you deliberately did all this, hoping I’d let you off?”
Lena drank the entire energy potion in one gulp, tossing the bottle aside, her eyes burning with an increasingly intense fire. “Hoo~”
Her hot breath brushed against the little fox girl’s face.
The overwhelming surge of female hormones made the naive, inexperienced Ling Ling tremble once more.
The fox people revered strength.
Or rather, all beastkin were like this. The weak submitted to the strong, the strong submitted to the stronger. The powerful aura emanating from Lena was something Ling Ling had never experienced before. Even a few days ago, when she was punished for a minor infraction, the enraged “Lena” hadn’t been this terrifying.
Something about Miss had definitely changed.
Ling Ling speculated inwardly.
Her body obeyed its instincts, involuntarily pressing closer to Lena. It was a primal urge etched into her blood, the instinctive submission of the weak to the powerful.
If not for the barrier of gender, the little fox girl might have already offered herself, raising her tail high, ready to bear a litter of pups for Lena, continuing this bloodline.
The atmosphere became tense.
Lena embraced the petite fox girl, stroking her disproportionately large, yet silky smooth tail.
It would make a good pillow.
A high, fluffy “wall” to lie against, her nose buried in the soft, thick fur, prompting a satisfying sneeze.
“Achoo—!”
Lena couldn’t help it.
“Miss, have you caught a cold?!”
Ling Ling twitched her ears, her pointed chin drawing closer, the fine white fur unique to fox ears brushing against Lena’s cheek like cottonwood fluff.
The little fox girl expressed her concern for Lena’s health in her own way.
Just like a mother.
Ling Ling cradled Lena’s head, pressing her cheek against Lena’s forehead, feeling her temperature. Then, her strong golden tail deftly served as a blanket, gently covering Lena’s lower abdomen.
“This way, you shouldn’t be cold anymore.”
A childish voice came from above.
Lena had never slept so well…
Mother.
It seemed like she hadn’t seen her in a long time…
…
A good sleep.
Lena dreamt of the time before her rebirth, back in her mother’s arms, her family gathered around the dining table, enjoying a delicious meal…
The scene shifted, and she became the wicked young lady of the Falmouth family.
That quiet night, she barely escaped the fire, her life hitting rock bottom, reduced to a commoner.
She woke up.
Lena calmly opened her eyes.
Ling Ling was sleeping soundly, hugging her arm.
The fox tail’s insulation was excellent. They had slept like this all night, their bellies warm, gurgling like they were filled with Mona Baobao’s poisonous sea urchin wine.
“Did you sleep well? Did you dream of rats nibbling on your toes?”
Looking at the half-awake little fox girl, Lena propped herself up, asking casually.
“Miss’s bags are a bit heavy…”
Ling Ling rubbed her eyes, mumbling incoherently, “Ling Ling wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but she was pinned down by a pair of large bags, and then she fell asleep again.”
She bit her lip, staring resentfully at Lena’s ample bosom, her mental state seemingly precarious.
“So, can Ling Ling go to the bathroom now…?”
The little fox girl had been holding it in for a long time, but she didn’t go immediately.
She shifted her creamy white thighs, stood up, clutching her nightdress, waiting for Lena’s command.
What strange game was this?
Lena glanced at the enticing view beneath the little fox girl’s skirt, her lips twitching. “Of course, you can go quickly!”
Having to ask permission to pee.
She wasn’t so insane as to study the physiological structure of fox people.
“Yes, yes.”
After relieving herself, Ling Ling returned with a blissful expression, continuing to undress in front of Lena before picking up her scattered maid uniform and putting it on.
Lena hadn’t intended to watch, but the alluring scene was right before her eyes.
Look, she wasn’t taking advantage. Ling Ling was only willing to show her; could anyone else witness this?
Lena finally witnessed the unique way fox people dressed.
Lifting her skirt, hugging her large tail, she pulled it through the zipper at the back. The huge tail spread out like an umbrella, easily blocking Lena’s inquisitive gaze.
So, there was a hole in the maid’s skirt for the tail to go through…
Lena had always assumed the tail came out from under the skirt. “Eh, what about panties? Do they have a hole too?”
“Ling Ling’s tail grows from the end of her tailbone. For undergarments, Ling Ling wears a smaller size…” Ling Ling lifted her skirt, revealing thin, translucent white stockings and extra-small tie-side panties, the slight bulge of her mound and the hint of a crevice faintly visible, incredibly eye-catching.
But that wasn’t the main attraction Ling Ling wanted to show.
“Please look, Miss.”
Her tail connected seamlessly to her back, just above her pelvis, looking perfectly natural.
“If there’s only one tail, it doesn’t interfere with daily life for the time being.”
“Can you grow more tails?”
Lena grasped the key point, her eyes shining.
“Yes,” Ling Ling nodded. “Mother said that as my professional rank increases, I’ll grow a new tail with each rank, up to nine.”
Corresponding exactly to the highest rank of nine.
But even one tail was difficult to manage. With several more, Lena couldn’t help but worry whether the little fox girl’s slender body would be crushed by her “true form.”
“Before I left the valley for training, Ling Ling often saw seniors with nine tails. They were very kind and always gave Ling Ling a lot of food for the winter.”
Ling Ling wanted to reassure Lena that nine tails were common.
However, what Lena wanted to ask was…
“What valley are you talking about?”
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