The Mannequin Adapts

After crying herself in the bathroom for an entire night, Liu was still not willing to accept the fact that her lips touched Xiao's. Yet she wanted to understand, to know where the sudden emotion to partake in a kiss had sprung from.

Even right now, as she brushed Xiao's flowing black locks with a comb, a torrent of delight was swirling in her chest. Was her hate for Xiao just masqueraded admiration? Bar the fact the she was a commoner, she is fairly impressive for blitzing through the core disciple's ranks and becoming rank first. Thus, Liu needed to orchestrate her downfall, clip Xiao's wings, if you will. She couldn't stand Xiao soaring above her, and the end result of her scheme was Xiao in a catatonic state.

The strangest thing about it, is that Liu now fully embraced that she regretted her actions.

"Xiao, what have you done to me?" Liu sighed.

Is it why she had never been into men before? Great, now Liu can't harp on Lin for being a lesbian because she might be one herself!

Just thinking about that blue-haired bitch infuriates Liu! She remembered the shame of having been spilled in the face with wine for everyone to witness. To get knocked down in one strike. To be belittled.

One day, that An woman would get her comeuppance.

A cruel smile crept onto Liu's lips. Since time immemorial, having your lover stolen was one of the greatest humiliations.

And Liu was now ready to explore what she truly is, to care for Xiao and make up for her mistake and at the same time, stealing Xiao from Lin. Two birds with one stone.

Liu put down her comb and whispered into Xiao's ear, "Don't worry Xiao, as an apology, I will attend to your every need. And in time, I'm sure I will be able to pleasure you better than Lin ever could, so don't feel bad that I'm all you have right now."

A devious statement if Liu ever heard one, but it was what her heart wanted to spew, so she spewed it. And it felt so…right.

Carefully, Liu laid the unresponsive Xiao on her bed. Slowly, Liu undid Xiao's sash as if she was unwrapping the most expensive of presents.

With Xiao's pristine skin now bare before Liu, not having to hold back was tremendously liberating. Like a boulder had been lifted from Liu's chest. Of course she still needed to hide her newfound preference, but right here, inside of her own room, she is free to be who she really is with Xiao.

But before they proceed further, Liu needed to undress for the occasion.

The now naked Liu got on top of Xiao, holding her by the head and forcing her passive eyes to stare into Liu's own that was burning with passion.

"Be honored, Xiao. I will now give you my first time, and in return, you will no longer be Lin's. You will be mine."

Liu sealed her declaration with a kiss, fully marking her transition, having gone from spiting Xiao from the bottom of her heart, to now reveling in the ecstasy of exploring Liu's preference with Xiao. Thus, there was no more confusion as their lips parted, only lust as now Liu wanted more. Liu needed more of Xiao.

Liu wanted to imitate what Xiao had done with Lin, to prove her point that she may be inexperienced but she was willing to please Xiao. Liu dove into Xiao's nethers, and started licking Xiao's pearl. Liu sucked and licked to her heart's content, hoping that she had pleased Xiao. Liu sighed right after. It was hard not getting feedback from your partner.

In Xiao's current state, she wasn't really in the position to make love to Liu, but that won't stop Liu.

Liu grabbed two of Xiao's fingers, slowly, gently, she inserted Xiao's index finger into her. As her hymen was already broken through rigorous training, Liu was exempted from the pain and granted only pleasure.

The mannequin's internal workings was in disarray, it detected the same intense zeal radiating from training coming off of Liu, but what Liu was doing was far from training. Its directive was simple: return all hostility back at its attacker. It was at a loss at how to return this 'hostility' to Liu. It won't be able to honor its purpose unless it finds a way to deal with the situation. The mannequin must adapt.

Luckily, the base used for the mannequin's memory held the answer. Digging deep into Xiao's memory, it had the answers on how to 'defeat' Liu. From what the mannequin had gathered, Liu was a bottom, so the mannequin had to enforce how it is her top. It must be done so through overwhelming sexual prowess that would force Liu to submit.

"That's it Xiao, let's take it nice and slow."

As if protesting about Liu's suggested pace, the mannequin had suddenly sprung up to life, making Liu's heart almost leap out from her chest.

The mannequin suddenly reversed their position, with it being on top, and Liu now below. All while its finger was still inside Liu.

"Xiao, you can move now!?"

The mannequin's answer would come in the form of another finger going inside of Liu's wet pussy.

Liu whimpered, "Aaah! Xiao wait! Slow down, it's my first time!"

But the mannequin would not heed such requests, for it was only following its directive, to achieve victory through combat. Its actions would only end when it had been beaten to a pulp, or its sparring partner was. But its victory condition this time was different, it was to make Liu orgasm, through any means necessary.

Liu's hands dug into her sheets as two of Xiao's fingers mercilessly pounded her gushing pussy.

Using Xiao's knowledge, the mannequin had a rough estimation of where Liu's love spot might be located, and it would make sure to press on it whenever it would go inside of Liu's snatch, bringing the redhead closer to the brink.

Liu moaned but ultimately held it in in fear of being found out, resulting in a way of breathing like she was gasping for air. The way Xiao's now resolute eyes stared at her was turning her already weak knees fully limp.

But the mannequin's attack wouldn't stop there, since Liu tried to pleasure it with all that she can, the mannequin would return even that. The mannequin had an irregularity in her memory base, it possessed snippets of memory pertaining to this person called Zhen. This memory had a technique to ensure the Mannequin's overwhelming 'victory.'

"Xiao…w-what are you doing!?"

Liu's eyes widened both in panic and in excitement as she felt Xiao's fingers were suddenly coated in ice, making it slide even easier. It was an ice that didn't possess a biting cold, but an icy caress that heightened the pleasure.

Liu's back arched from the intense wintry sensation deep inside her pussy, she could feel her climax fast approaching.

And that climax was brought by the mannequin as it pressed its glacial fingers into Liu's love spot, making the redhead's spill into the entire room with one orgasmic cry.

With its victory now achieved, the mannequin collapsed on top of Liu.

"Hah...Xiao, are you okay? Hah...Xiao, please, speak to me."

Still recovering from one hell of a first time, Liu's breathing was uneven but her concern for Xiao still shone. Just when Liu thought that she could properly apologize, Xiao had returned to her catatonic state once more.

It doesn't matter. Liu embraced Xiao's body. Xiao's actions could only mean one thing, Xiao now preferred her more than Lin and that Xiao had now forgiven her. Why else would Xiao make her experience such icy bliss if she still hated Liu?

A villainous smile formed in Liu's lips. Liu could only hope that Xiao would heal soon, so she could parade in front of Lin how her previous lover is now hers. Just imagining the hurt and crying face of Lin was enough to add further euphoria to Liu's post orgasm bliss.