Having satisfied his immense lust and desire completely with his younger sister Siu Mei, Jun Hao lay back, breathing heavily and feeling an overwhelming sense of accomplishment and pride. He felt truly satisfied—not just because of the pleasure he had taken, but because now, every single woman living in this house had been conquered, used, and fucked by him. Every one of them now belonged to him, body and soul.

He looked down at Siu Mei, who was lying completely exhausted, limp, and drained on the bed, her body marked and filled with his essence. He spoke to her in a cold, commanding voice.

"Clean yourself up," he ordered. "Wash everything off and get yourself sorted."

Without waiting for her response, he turned around and walked out of the room, leaving her behind. Siu Mei slowly dragged herself to the bathroom, her legs still trembling and weak, to clean herself and recover from the intense experience, before finally returning to her own room to lie down and rest.

Jun Hao, however, was far from done. His mind was already wandering toward new targets and new pleasures. He took out his phone and immediately called his friend. When the call connected, he spoke directly.

"I need you to get me something," Jun Hao said seriously. "Try to find me chloroform. Bring it to the usual place, meet me there in about an hour."

His friend on the other end sounded confused and surprised. "Chloroform? What is this? Why are you looking for such weird, strange stuff like this?"

"Just do it, don’t ask too many questions," Jun Hao replied sharply. "Come on, the important thing is you will be paid well, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, alright... whatever. I’ll get it and be there soon," his friend answered, then the call ended.

About an hour later, Jun Hao arrived at the meeting spot, and shortly after that, his friend came walking up to him carrying a small package.

"What is this? Why are you looking for such weird, strange stuff like this?" the friend asked again, still sounding confused as he handed over the item. "Whatever... never mind. The important thing is, you are paying me well for it, right?"

"Yeah, exactly," Jun Hao replied casually, taking the package. "That’s all that matters."

"Here is your stuff," the friend said, handing him a small bottle containing a clear liquid—chloroform.

Jun Hao took it and stored it safely in his pocket. In return, he handed over a sum of money to his friend. "Thanks. I’ll contact you again later if I need more help. And I hope you will keep this a secret between us."

"Relax, buddy," the friend replied with a grin, putting the money away. "When have I ever not been able to keep a secret? You know me."

After his friend left, Jun Hao pulled out a handkerchief from his pants pocket. He held it in his hand, a wicked, sinister smirk spreading across his face as he thought about the evil and brilliant plan he was about to execute.

Music plays...

Right after leaving that meeting place and securing the chloroform, Jun Hao immediately headed straight for a house located not far from his own home. It was the house of Auntie Lan Ruo, a widow who had been living alone for quite some time—roughly about four or five years since her husband had passed away.

Jun Hao had been thinking about Auntie Lan Ruo for a while now. He knew very well her condition: being a widow for so long, living alone for years without a man, she must surely be feeling incredibly lonely and craving the warmth, touch, and affection of a man desperately. To him, this was the perfect opportunity, and he considered his plan absolutely genius. He intended to make use of the two things he currently had in his possession: the chloroform he had just obtained, and the remaining stock of powerful aphrodisiac potion he still had left from before.

It didn’t take long for him to arrive at the front of her house. He stopped at the door and knocked three times firmly.

Knock... Knock... Knock...

"Good evening, Auntie," he called out.

From inside, he heard the sound of footsteps walking toward the door from the other side. A voice spoke out, asking cautiously, "Who is it?"

"It’s me, Auntie... Jun Hao," he answered smoothly. "May I come in for a moment? There is something I would like to talk to you about."

"Oh? It’s rare for you to come visit me here," Auntie Lan Ruo’s voice sounded surprised but happy. "Come in, come in then."

She unlocked and opened the door. As she stood there welcoming him in, Jun Hao’s eyes scanned her body from head to toe, and he was immediately struck by how attractive she still was, even after all these years alone. She was still very voluptuous, curvy, and well-fleshed out, possessing a mature, full figure that was incredibly tempting. His eyes were especially drawn to her chest—her breasts were huge, massive, and incredibly heavy, standing proud and firm on her mature body. He couldn’t help but estimate their size in his mind... 36E? Or maybe even 36F? They were enormous and absolutely mouth-watering.

Just seeing her like that made Jun Hao’s manhood, which had just been spent and exhausted earlier, begin to stiffen and rise back to full hardness instantly. He forced himself to hold it in and suppress his reaction for the moment, maintaining a calm, polite expression as he followed her inside.

They walked together into the living room and sat down.

"So... what is it, Jun Hao? What brings you here at this hour?" Auntie Lan Ruo asked kindly.

"Umm... Auntie, could I ask you for a favor?" Jun Hao replied, feigning a tired and thirsty look. "Could you please get me something to drink? I am very thirsty; it was quite a walk coming here."

"Oh, of course, wait a moment then," Auntie Lan Ruo said gently. She stood up and walked toward the kitchen to fetch him a drink.

The moment she disappeared from the room, Jun Hao moved fast. He took out the small bottle of chloroform from his pocket, twisted the cap open, and poured a generous amount of the strong-smelling liquid onto his handkerchief, soaking it thoroughly. He kept it folded in his hand, hiding it behind his back, waiting patiently.

Not long after, Auntie Lan Ruo returned, carrying a glass of water in her hand. Before she could even sit back down or place the glass on the table, she looked at him and was about to speak.

But Jun Hao did not give her the chance to say a single word.

He stood up abruptly and moved with lightning speed, closing the distance between them in a single step. He grabbed her firmly with one arm wrapped tightly around her body to hold her still. As Auntie Lan Ruo’s eyes widened in shock and surprise, and she opened her mouth wide, about to scream for help—Jun Hao immediately pressed and clamped the handkerchief soaked in chloroform hard and tight over her nose and mouth.

"Mmmph...! Mmmghhh...!!"

Auntie Lan Ruo struggled and thrashed wildly in his arms, her body writhing, her hands clawing at his arms, her legs kicking in the air, panic written all over her face. But Jun Hao was much stronger; he held her there firmly, keeping the cloth pressed tight against her face, not letting her escape or breathe fresh air.

It only took a few short moments. Her struggles became weaker and weaker, her body went limp, her eyes rolled back into her head, and slowly, her heavy eyelids closed shut. Within seconds, Auntie Lan Ruo lost all consciousness, her body going completely lifeless and unconscious in his arms, slumped heavily against his chest.

Jun Hao lowered her gently onto the sofa, looking down at her unconscious, curvy body with a dark, hungry gaze. The prey was now completely his, defenseless and ready. He rubbed his hands together eagerly, his massive manhood throbbing painfully hard beneath his pants as he prepared to put the rest of his brilliant plan into action.