The Stray Dog Vanishes Without a Trace
The entire stray dog had vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed at all. If not for those waves of hot energy surging from his palm into his body, Chu Fei would have sworn the mangy mutt was just a hallucination!!
How could this happen? Where did it go? Did I eat it?
In that instant, Chu Fei retched violently, puking his guts out—but at least he wasn't hungry anymore...
Back at the salon, facing his mother's worried expression, Chu Fei forced a smile. "The doctor said I'm fine, just need some rest!"
"Oh, then hurry up and lie down inside..." He Peiling doted on her son endlessly. Luckily, the beauty salon had no shortage of beds.
Chu Fei picked an empty treatment room at random and flopped onto the bed, his mind racing, eyes glazed with confusion. In the span of just one day, his world had flipped upside down—not only had he rekindled things with his ex-girlfriend, but he'd turned into some kind of monster!
What the hell is going on?
"Shishi, could you look after him for a bit? I don't know what's wrong with Xiaofei—he just got here tonight and this happens..." His mother He Peiling's anxious voice drifted in from outside.
"Auntie, don't worry. Cousin Chu Fei might just be having trouble adjusting to the new place. A couple days' rest and he'll be fine."
He Shishi was a slightly plump girl, Chu Fei's cousin. Her grandfather was Chu Fei's great-uncle, making them close kin. She'd been helping out at He Peiling's salon for years.
"Sigh, I hope that's all it is."
"Cousin, you feeling any better?" The door to the room swung open, and a soft, chubby hand pressed against Chu Fei's forehead.
"Nah... Shishi, you don't need to fuss over me. I'll be okay after lying down a bit." Chu Fei was sprawled face-down on the beauty bed, utterly lost on how to deal with his new "self."
"That's not lying down—that's just collapsing!"
He Shishi burst out laughing, then plopped down beside him. "How about I keep you company and chat? Oh, you're already face-down—perfect. Let me give you a massage. Might make you feel better."
"Thanks, Shishi."
"No biggie—you're my cousin, after all."
He Shishi's massage skills were spot-on, her small hands nimble and sure. It felt great on Chu Fei's body, but it did nothing to ease the turmoil in his mind...
Wait—Shishi's touching me right now, but nothing's happening to her!!
Chu Fei jerked his head up in surprise, catching He Shishi staring back at him blankly.
So this weird devouring power... I can actually control it? It only activates when I'm hungry?
A spark of joy lit Chu Fei's face. If that was the case, perfect! As long as he found ways to keep himself fed, he wouldn't hurt anyone—and no one would peg him as a freak!
"Shishi, how long have you been here in Shenzhen?"
"Four years now. Came over with Auntie."
"You know any meat markets around here?"
Right then, Chu Fei was scheming: maybe hit up a market and "nibble" a bit while pretending to buy meat.
"Places selling meat? Geez, Cousin, you're awful... Hee hee, what kind of meat do you want? I've got plenty on me—want some?"
He Shishi clearly misunderstood, but she wasn't shy about it. They were family, after all, and they'd been close as kids, so she felt free to tease.
"You've got plenty of meat on you?"
Chu Fei snapped his head up. In that flash, inspiration struck. That's right—all these women nowadays are dying to lose weight!
They don't want that extra fat anyway. So why not take it off their hands fair and square?
Brilliant! Genius plan!
But how to get it from other women? He'd need to touch their bodies first... And no woman was gonna let some random guy grope her, right?
Hmm... Wait, our shop offers massage services!
Massage meant legitimate touching—totally above board!! So if Chu Fei became a masseur, problem solved!
Haha, I'm a freaking genius!!
Chu Fei sprang off the bed in a flip. "Shishi, hop up there and lie down!"
"Huh? Cousin, what're you—?" He Shishi jumped at his sudden move.
"Didn't you say you've got extra meat and you're willing to share?"
Chu Fei leered at his cousin's plump, curvaceous figure, eyes roaming up and down as drool started to escape his control.
"Your cousin here's gonna give you a massage... heh heh, and snag some meat while I'm at it..."
"You're so gross, Cousin—that face is creepy!"
He Shishi grumbled, but she stepped over and locked the treatment room door. Then she sauntered back. "You'd better go easy, and don't make any noise. These rooms aren't soundproof... If Auntie catches us doing this, she'll be pissed!"
This? Doing what, exactly?