My three roommates are not human

That "I" is theoretically a baby! ! ! !This is copper smelting! !This is copper smelting! !

I could feel myself running in my brain in a panic, but suddenly realized a cruel thing in the next moment-although "I" was a baby at this time, but the three of them, in name, also fucking It's the baby.

The hat of copper smelting cannot be buckled.

... I hurried to run another way.

This is... this is a zombie!This is a corpse! !

However, no matter how much I yell in front of the screen, the ethical constraints of the civilized world of the old world cannot restrain the three babies in the new world.I watched the three of them slowly take off their clothes in front of my eyes, and the three bodies that I had slept with all of a sudden appeared before my eyes.

The time when I want to punch myself the most is when I find myself swallowing.

...certainly not for any strange reason, just because, just because——

Just because their flesh is so beautiful.

The only time I was completely honest with them was in that weird dorm world.At that time, I only remembered the pleasure bursting out of my mind, and didn't pay much attention to the bodies of the three of them.

Now that the three of them have taken off their clothes, I can completely watch their bodies from the perspective of a bystander.

...is indeed very beautiful.

I have to say that mama is not good at anything else (this is actually a personal grievance, to be honest, he really can do anything), the production level is indeed very high, let alone the superior faces of the three, even if you only look at the body, it is completely Deserving of abc's top title.

The bodies of the three people are different, a's body is relatively thin, c's body is relatively standard, and b's body is the strongest.The beautiful leather is attached to the delicate skeleton, adding some just right musculature, even in such a standard to somewhat strange temperature, it looks youthful enough to burst out with heat, as beautiful as a Greek sculpture.

...Is there some problem with my aesthetics?

I found that when I observed them, I couldn't help dissecting, dismantling, and analyzing the three of them in my own consciousness, and appreciating the beauty of each human body part—rather than appreciating them as a whole human being their beauty.

This is definitely not accidental, nor is it that I am persecuted for paranoia—after I turned into a soul body and observed it in this state for a long time, my aesthetics really underwent such an abnormal shift and change.

This kind of aesthetics cannot belong to the old human beings, then, does it belong to——

Halfway through my thoughts, I suddenly choked on myself.

Dismantling every part and appreciating the beauty of every detail - how does this sound, it sounds like the aesthetic way of new humans?

That's right, the old human beings never knew that they had a body, but now I have been in the state of "using my body" for a long time.

If after coming out of the movie theater, I can't go back to my original body, and I don't die, but directly recreate a new body for my soul.So when the time comes, am I considered an old human or a new human?

I felt a chill down my spine for a moment. There is no doubt that in this Schrödinger's space, I am in a magical Schrödinger's state-at this moment, I am neither a new human being nor an old human being.

Now I am a brand new species.

A whole new species between the new and the old.

Yet even a brand-new species is no defense against the mundane in front of it.

When I found that all three of them were naked and began to hang their amazingly sized birds in the open, I immediately woke up from my horrible fantasy.

...Compared to the illusory racial issue, all this happening in front of my eyes is indeed more terrifying! ! ! !

The faces of the three of them couldn't help but put on some faint smiles. There is no doubt that these are childlike smiles from the heart, but now they all turned into obscene and sinister smiles in my eyes.

While I thought the upward curve of their mouths was so beautiful, I wanted to rush in and call 110 for the unconscious "me" lying on the bed—by the way, is this the same number for the police in the future world?

Help! !

For the first time, I experienced a completely immersive movie. Even if my current perspective is God's perspective, it does not prevent me from experiencing the closer breath that the "me" on the bed gradually feels.

I saw the three of them, with absolutely pure expressions, slowly approaching my body, b on the left, c on the right, and a, riding directly above the body of "me" in an extremely unrefined manner.On the ground in the distance, the clothes of the three were thrown together in a mess, which added a touch of obscenity to this movie scene.

As if to whet my appetite, the goddamn filmmaker started cutting shots constantly.The messy clothes on the ground, the panting sounds of the three of them, my bare collarbone, b the arms with protruding veins, a the big eyes that seemed to be shining in the darkness, c the corners of the mouth that turned up gently.

When I was about to sweat a ton, the camera simply started to circle infinitely and flew towards the ceiling.

The only thing that lingered in my ears was the constant panting of those three people, and the crystal voices of their tender skin getting closer together.

I was dumbfounded.

...boy, is that why it's called a "movie"?Suddenly jumping into a premium channel where such a critical audience is dying?

While I was scratching my head and nearly cracking the ceiling on the screen, the filmmakers finally stopped their shenanigans.A lens with a touch of cinema finally loses its cinema and becomes a camera again.

As the screen moved down, I realized that these three people were really just...

Literally just lying with me.

I:……

How come it seems like I'm a hungry ghost.

The shot just now is clearly implying that to me, isn't it! ! ! !

My impatience was quickly soothed by the holy scene in front of me—I used to think that the three of them who don't understand love have love, which is equivalent to a child suddenly being stuffed with a nuclear bomb launcher. , is exactly right.

When you have love when you don’t know love, you don’t know restraint, you don’t know how to enjoy, you only know to follow your intuition and first feeling ignorantly, which is very scary.

To be honest, how many people can lie naked with their sweetheart, but only lie down?

And they... really did it all.

I saw a straddling my body, stretching his head to my neck with great flexibility, and gently putting it down, on the side of his face, his delicate nose kept sucking and sucking The ground is actually absorbing the smell of my body, like a cat acting coquettishly with its owner, constantly rubbing against my neck.When he occasionally opened his eyes from the intoxication, there was a bit of drunkenness in his exquisite eyes, which made me nervous. I sniffed myself carefully a few times to confirm that I didn't have any strange smell.

B and C each occupy a corner of me. At this moment, half of the quilts they used to deceive themselves have been kicked off. From my perspective, I can clearly see their prostration on my chest.

B's body is relatively strong, which is actually not suitable for such a child's posture, but when he really did it, I felt that there was no sense of disobedience.He held "me" tightly with his thick arms, which formed a sharp contrast with "me"'s thin arms.The angular head is resting on my chest, but the eyes are closed very gently - it is amazing, obviously he is so much bigger than me, but at this moment he looks so dependent on me, as if he has finally found his master Big dog.

If I'm awake, I'll be stroking his head.

I was startled by the thought that popped up suddenly, I quickly shook my head and looked at C on the other side.

C clings to me tightly. In my memory, he has never acted so close to me——c has always been gentle and gentle, but actually has a sense of distance.At this moment, he is like an insecure child, while he is close to my body, he keeps rubbing my skin with his hands.Even in the astonishment of my eyes, he suddenly grabbed the red spot on my chest with his ruddy mouth.

... I originally wanted to jump up and call the police, but after careful observation, I had to admit that he did not have lust.

He just sucked and sucked subconsciously like this, constantly rubbing my smooth skin and rubbing my body with his hands.

Wait, this isn't... this isn't the meaty behavior I thought it would be.

The behavior of the three continued in the dark room, they rubbed, rubbed, sucked me, they depended on, liked, and loved me.

... This is indeed love, liking, but it is not pure liking.

Did they, while thinking of me as a fantasy lover, think of me as... mother?