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Reborn As A Trap In A Woman Dominating World

"Hahaha, people of your world are really funny, do you all long to travel to other worlds? Why are all the books written in this genre?" Seated high on her throne, the young girl laughs heartily while holding her phone, her pale golden eyes shimmering with tears of laughter. With waist-long pure white hair, a knee-length white dress, white open-toe sandals, and a hologram-like white halo behind her, this divine young girl, who seems as if she stepped right out of a fantasy novel, is a true deity from another world. Mike's "fortunate" encounter with this somewhat frivolous goddess is due to three reasons: his frail health and tendency to fall; his addiction to staying up late without sleeping; and his poor, unhygienic diet... As a result, he's often in a sub-healthy state and quietly meets this otherworldly goddess in his spirit form during the still of the night. "Wanting to travel or be reborn in another world depends on the mood of this deities here. It's not just as you wish... Well, your world is indeed utterly boring." "Yeah, if you say so..." Still not recovered from the shock of his sudden change, Mike, now in spirit form, sits cross-legged in front of the goddess, bored and listlessly watching her fiddle with her phone. "Let me see your browsing history, wow~ cross-dressing, foot fetish, masochism..." "Stopppppppppp! Don't read that out loud!" It's like the ultimate humiliation to have one's browsing history read aloud, something so embarrassing that people often instruct their friends to destroy their computer hard drives immediately after their demise. "Hahaha ~ Don't be shy~ I quite like you. How about visiting my world? Pfft..." "Go ahead and laugh..." Watching Mike turn his head away unwillingly, the goddess laughs so hard she slaps her milky thigh. She stands up from the throne, casually tosses her phone aside, and walks over to Mike with a cat-like grace, closely examining his face, now flushed with embarrassment. "You're quite the beauty. I'll add a little surprise for you..." "What are you muttering about?" Mike didn’t understand why she would describe him as a "beauty" This so-called goddess's personality is truly detestable. He wonders what kind of world she rules over... He doesn't know if he has a choice, but if possible, Mike would prefer a world without suffering and sadness, where he could enjoy life to the fullest. "Alright! I've chosen your new identity in my world. From now on, your name is Ronnie, sounds like 'Loli,' right? Cough cough, the language will adapt automatically, and I'll also give you the ability to see others' levels... Let me think, what else~ what else~..." The white halo behind the goddess flickers as she wears a rare, serious expression. Unsure of his fate, Mike really can't laugh at this moment, mainly because the goddess seems too unreliable! "Just to let you know, my world is ruled by women, and one's status is determined by their level of magical power. I'll always be watching you, so make sure to bring me some entertainment, my 'little Loli'~"

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Chapter 8: So Sweet

Viola picked up something that looked a bit like a "Pocky" biscuit and approached Leoni, who was still not completely out of the pleasure of tail-tip rubbing, with tearful, heart-filled eyes, making Viola want to play with him harshly for a while.

"Use this to replenish some magic power..."

Replenishing magic power for demons is actually quite simple. Their stomachs are different from other races, eating food rich in magic power and then sleeping soundly can fully restore most of the magic power consumed in battle.

Some demons can also replenish their magic power by "harvesting souls," and the abundant magic ore in the demon world can also extract some magic power for daily needs, plus most demons don't need to replenish magic power every day.

Therefore, over-consuming magic power has become a pastime for many demons, which can keep their brains excited for a while and increase the sensitivity of various senses.

Viola held one end of the "magic stick" in her mouth, kneeling at the edge of the bed with her crimson eyes hanging low.

The other end touched Leoni's lips. He understood Viola's intention, it was the "Pocky game," and he didn't expect the succubus in this world also liked it.

Blushing, Leoni opened his lips slightly and bit the "magic stick" with his front teeth, feeling no different from the texture of a finger biscuit.

Their faces were very close, their gazes entangled, and each time, Leoni was the one who lost.

An impatient Viola bit off the tip of the "magic stick," greedily twining her tongue around the sweet coating on the biscuit, and took a big bite forward with her slightly open lips.

Following Viola's movements, the hesitant Leoni finally took his first step. The taste of the "magic stick" was sweet, similar to a biscuit, but for some reason, he could always taste Viola's affection in this sweet flavor.

Leoni never thought he would one day play the "Pocky game" with such a sexy older sister. In the anime he watched, the male and female protagonists would always blush and separate when there was a small piece left.

He wondered if Viola would play it through with him, and Leoni was actually a little expectant...

Their noses were already touching, so Viola simply closed her eyes, tilted her head, and swallowed the last piece into her mouth.

Such an aggressive move also meant...

The moment his lips touched Viola's soft ones, Leoni involuntarily took a deep breath, but then Viola's aggressive tongue pried open his lips, her hands pressing down on his shoulders, pinning him beneath her.

This was Leoni's first kiss, so he had no experience in kissing. All he could do was close his eyes and deeply immerse himself in the intoxicating feeling of happiness.

He tried his best to cooperate with Viola's "invasion." Each time she entangled his tongue, Leoni felt an inexplicable excitement surging through him, splitting into two, one shooting straight to his brain, the other rushing down his spine...

The extremely excited Viola, with her tail involuntarily swaying back and forth, lost control for a few seconds. Then, regaining her composure, she precisely found Leoni's tail-tip hidden beneath her with her slender tail.

Leoni trembled all over, the novelty of this intimate demoness gesture was unprecedented.

Leoni helplessly surrendered his tail-tip into Viola's pre-set "trap," feeling the layers of entwining and intertwining sensations.

He could feel Viola, tightly pressed against him, also trembling slightly. But to Leoni, Viola seemed like a high-level predator teasing her prey, calm and unhurried.

Only when Leoni felt short of oxygen did Viola reluctantly prop herself up. Her once confident and cool eyes were now coated with thick excitement and desire. Each time her tail-tip rubbed against Leoni's, she couldn't help but tremble.

"You're really sweet, little Leoni~"

"It's... the taste of the 'magic stick'..."

"No, it's you. Say… say you like me. That's an order."

Viola, panting, gently gripped Leoni's neck with one hand, while her other hand crossed his wrists above his head, pressing them firmly onto the bed.

Leoni's mind was also a bit irrational now. His thoughts were simple: Sister, bully me more! Sister, you're so cool! And so on...

"I... I like you..."

"Damn... my cutie is too good at seducing..."

The hand around Leoni's neck tightened bit by bit. Watching Leoni's cheeks gradually redden from suffocation, and his tearful eyes, Viola could no longer restrain her inner emotions...

After that, the clause of not touching her while sleeping also became invalid, and that night Viola was tightly holding Leoni, roaming in the sweet dreamland.

...

"Hey, Leoni, was your 'I like you' last night sincere?"

In the morning, as usual, Viola stood in front of the dressing mirror, fixing her appearance. She turned her head towards Leoni, looking at the red marks she had made on his neck and shoulders, and smiled awkwardly.

"Of course it was."

What else could Leoni say? He couldn't afford to anger her first thing in the morning and then have a bad day. He was clear in his mind that he really liked Viola, but it wasn't the kind of like between lovers.

At most, it's like his XP is an older sister, so being around Viola, he naturally developed feelings of affection and attachment.

"Heh, feigning affection..."

Viola leaned down and gave Leoni a "good morning kiss" on his cheek, then whispered in his ear, "Good boy, would you stay with your sister? I'll take care of you."

"Didn't you say before that in the demon world you'd rather be with a female succubus than let a male stay by your side?"

"You're different, silly boy..."

"Aren't you disgusted by my low magic power level?"

"Heh~ teaching your mistress now?"

Viola swiftly tickled him under her ribs, attacking Leoni's ticklish spots. Leoni wriggled on the bed like a fish out of water, but after a turn, Viola caught his weakness, grabbing his ankle and gently scratching the sole of his foot.

Leoni's skin was originally fair and delicate, and his feet were even more soft and smooth. Watching his toes curl and uncurl because of the tickling, Viola even had the urge to taste them.

"I was wrong! I was wrong, mistress! Hahaha!"

Leoni, laughing until he cried, looked aggrieved as he picked up the clothes Viola had thrown on the floor last night, got dressed, fixed his appearance, and then followed Viola out for breakfast.

Actually, last night, nothing too intense happened between them; it was all her leading the way, making Leoni relax thoroughly from head to toe.

Although so, Leoni did taste the sweetness of his older sister. Two conflicting thoughts collided in his heart, unable to reach a conclusion for a long time.

On one hand, he wanted to stay by Viola's side and obediently be her "little pet"; on the other hand, he didn't want to willingly fall into a succubus thoroughly devoted to indulgence and pleasure.

At least he had to see what this world was really like, at least he had to try hard in his life, to be able to stay by his older sister's side without guilt...