Xiao Ke’er actually started undressing right in front of me!

A sweet, delicate loli performing such an act before my eyes—if I could stay indifferent, that’d be truly unbelievable.

Panicked, I squeezed my eyes shut and silently chanted: “Look not at what is improper, speak not of what is improper, listen not to what is improper… Loli supremacy! Lolis have three virtues: light voice, soft body…”

Suddenly, Ke’er’s curious whisper brushed my ear: “Sister Xiaoxi, why are you closing your eyes?”

“I… um…”

I didn’t know how to explain. I just turned my head away. My male instincts sparked nervous excitement, but reason held me back—this was Xiao Qingqing’s little sister. An elementary-school loli, innocent as a little angel. I couldn’t defile her. That was my moral line as a high schooler.

“Sister Xiaoxi? Are you unwell?” Ke’er’s voice brimmed with concern. “Shall I call the butler?”

“Uh, no, no need.”

This wouldn’t do… Girls changing together is normal—locker rooms, bathhouses. But if a “girl” stayed eyes-shut and tense the whole time? Suspicious. Yet watching her change felt beastly… I was forced! Not by choice!

No choice left. I took a shaky breath, turned slowly, and opened my eyes—only to freeze.

She’d already rustled most of her dress off. Beneath: a child’s cotton vest, white bloomers. Her stocking-clad legs, now bare, held a pure hue and gentle curves. Unlike mature actresses I’d seen, her frame was unusually slender—limbs like white cream popsicles, fragile with youthful innocence. A breeze might topple her. My chest tightened: *I want to hold her close…* No. This was a sweet trap, a cream-frosted cake. Taboo. Criminal. Yet my eyes refused to look away.

Wave after wave of temptation battered my will. Without that last thread of reason, I’d have pounced on this little temptress—

Then it hit me: *She’s eleven.*

Ah! Lin Xiaoxi, you beast! She trusts you enough to change openly—and you…? If not for fearing to scare her, I’d have bolted out to slap myself twice.

Ke’er noticed the hunger in my gaze. She paused, then flashed a bewitching smile.

“Sister Xiaoxi… you seem a little strange~" Her tone dripped playful coquetry.

*This silly girl!* She had no idea—I’m a boy! A boy in a girl’s uniform! She’s playing with fire!

Guilt and shame drowned my pride. I wanted to confess—but she just giggled, slithering closer like a playful octopus.

“Your dress is stained too. Change with me?” She tilted her head, mischief in her eyes.

Only then did I spot the orange juice splatters on my skirt.

Flustered, I stepped back. “N-no! You change first! I… I worry you’ll catch cold!”

“But I’m sticky~ Let’s bathe together! Ke’er gives great back rubs—so blissful you’ll feel heavenly~"

Her teasing burned my cheeks. Weirdly, even Xiao Qingqing’s worst humiliations left me rational. *Being a dog isn’t so bad,* I’d joke. Ancients proudly said, “I’ll serve like dog or horse”—meaning let a girl ride you. *Style!*

But with Ke’er? A strange, scary possessiveness surged. An urge to dominate.

I shook my head hard. “No… You bathe alone. I’ll wait.”

“Mm… Too time-consuming?” She pouted, then pulled on a fresh short-sleeved dress, tucked her phone away, and waved wet wipes with a bright smile. “Sister Xiaoxi, lift your skirt! Ke’er will wipe it~"

*This girl!* My body trembled. She saw none of my crumbling sanity. Her innocent trust made it worse. She darted close, hands reaching for my hem—

“No!”

“K-Ke’er, give me the wipes! I’ll do it!” My face burned crimson. I clamped my knees, pressed the skirt down. *Hidden secret beneath. Startling her’s minor—Xiao Qingqing will settle the score later.*

Ke’er blinked up, chuckling. “Shy? Such a pretty girl—too shy, no boyfriend~"

*Hey! I’m a boy! No boyfriend needed!*

“Stop lifting my skirt! Please!” I covered the hem tightly, voice strained. “If Senior Xiao finds out… she’ll be angry!”

“It’s fine~ We’re girls!” She cupped my cheeks, her soft hands sending cool sparks across my skin. Her eyes gleamed. *Mm… She’s just a kid, yet already mirrors her sister…*

*Lin Xiaoxi! Human, not beast! Hold on!*

“Ke’er, stop! You can’t!”

“Sister Xiaoxi doesn’t understand~ Let Ke’er teach you.” She leaned in with a sly smile.

Wait—what’s she—?

A warm, wet touch on my earlobe. Her tongue, soft as a boneless snake, teased my ear, dipping gently inside.

So… ticklish! A tingling thrill made my eyes flutter. An embarrassing moan escaped: “Don’t… stop… mm…"

Strength vanished. I slumped to the floor like melted slime. She pulled my hand, guiding me onto her soft form.

*Thump-thump-thump-thump…*

My heartbeat—120 mph. Speeding-ticket speed.

*Ugh! What have I done?! She’s eleven!*

As shame choked me, Ke’er beneath let out a mischievous laugh.

That smile… Xiao Qingqing’s demonic grin.

A cold dread coiled in my gut…