The other cronies gathered around Damian Shi had already noticed something was off—he was way too hyped up, clearly not in his right mind. They hesitated, wondering if they should step in and "talk some sense" into him. Just then, Martin Ming, still struggling, had his hands forcibly pried away from his lower half by Damian. Martin let out a blood-curdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered: "Help! Somebody, please help me! I—I don’t want to be violated!"
Martin Ming’s wails were so pitiful that one of his chubby friends, who usually got along with him, couldn’t take it anymore. He stepped up, tugged Damian Shi’s shoulder, and stammered, "Damian, bro, we’re all on the same team here. Could you, uh, maybe not mess with Martin anymore?"
But then, something even more jaw-dropping happened—Damian Shi raised his head, licked his lips, and grinned wickedly at the chubby guy: "Alright, Martin’s just skin and bones, no fun at all! But you, Fatty Paul, you look pretty tasty! Let’s switch it up and play with you instead!" With that, Damian sprang forward like a big bad wolf, pouncing straight at Fatty Paul.
Damian Shi’s wild leap packed some mysterious, monstrous force. Fatty Paul was caught completely off guard—his hefty body got flipped right onto the floor, and Damian was instantly straddling him. Before Fatty Paul could even react, he felt his waistband tighten—CRACK!—his leather belt was ripped off with brute force, and Damian launched a fierce attack!
Damian was going full beast mode, and Fatty Paul realized he was no match for that crazy strength. His face turned pale as he struggled and pleaded, "Ah—Damian, let me go! Pretend I never said anything! Please—just go back to messing with Martin!"
Damian Shi cackled lewdly, eyes gleaming with mischief: "Heh heh—you're nice and meaty, way more fun to play with!" With a wicked laugh, his right hand darted down, grabbed Fatty Paul's waistband, and yanked hard—RIIIP! The sound of tearing fabric echoed as Fatty Paul's pants were pulled halfway down, exposing a pair of bright red briefs and his hairy, chunky legs!
That flashy red underwear drove Damian Shi crazy—like a bull seeing red! He dove down, mouth wide open, and chomped hard at Fatty Paul’s bulging bits—"Aaaah!" Fatty Paul screamed in agony, the pain shooting through him like a lightning bolt. The whole place erupted into chaos!
A bunch of pretty female guests covered their mouths, shaking their heads and muttering, "Oh my god… I can’t believe Damian’s taste changed so fast—he’s into guys now!"
"Oh my god—Damian’s gone totally wild! If he did that to a girl, I could handle it, but why is he suddenly into men? Doesn’t he know I’ve had a crush on him forever? He’s not giving me a chance at all—so heartbreaking! Boohoo!" sobbed a curvy girl, obviously obsessed with Damian, covering her face and mumbling in distress, unable to handle the shocking scene.
"Yeah! I never thought Damian’s taste would change. No wonder he never hit on me…" another pretty guest sighed with a mix of disappointment and amusement.
"Ugh… I seriously didn’t see this coming. Damian used to say he liked me! Now his tastes have gotten so weird—skinny guys are one thing, but hairy, chubby dudes? That’s just too much! I can’t take it, sigh… The world’s gone totally bonkers!" muttered a nerdy-looking girl, clutching her chest as if reality had betrayed her.
But the men in the crowd realized Damian Shi was probably having some kind of mental breakdown. Someone quickly ran outside to get security. Soon, a group of burly security guards—ex-military, since Phoenix Hotel is five-star—stormed in, spread out, and rushed to grab Damian, trying to yank him off Fatty Paul.
But even with all the security guards working together, they couldn’t pull Damian Shi away. He was biting and tearing at Fatty Paul’s underwear like a madman, his eyes bloodshot, grabbing and groping wildly. The guards couldn’t restrain him—instead, he flung them aside with a single motion!
Nobody knew why, but Damian had suddenly become terrifyingly strong, like a crazed beast. After the guards "ruined his fun," he roared in fury, veins bulging on his neck, and went even wilder on top of Fatty Paul.
Poor Fatty Paul struggled desperately, flailing his arms and legs to get Damian off, but Damian was scarier than a giant leech—no human could stop his madness!
RIP! Damian Shi yanked Fatty Paul’s red undies clean off. Helpless, Fatty Paul clutched his privates and kicked at Damian’s face with his chubby legs, trying to shove the maniac away. But Damian was superhuman—no matter how many times Fatty Paul kicked him, he wouldn’t budge. Worst of all, Damian grinned wickedly, mouth wide, aiming straight for Fatty Paul’s crotch, clearly wanting a taste of Fatty’s "banana specialty"! The whole scene was pure filth and madness!
"Oh… my god! Damian, you psycho—let me go!! I’ll hire a hitman to take you out! I’ll destroy your whole family! Please, I’m begging you! If you do this to me… how can I ever show my face again? I don’t even like guys…" Fatty Paul finally gave up, sobbing and pleading miserably.
But Damian Shi ignored all threats and pleas, just cackling and continuing his wild assault, eyes locked on his target. He shook off the security guards again, tossing them aside like rag dolls, and doubled down on tormenting Fatty Paul. The guests gasped and looked away—this was way too much!
In the crowd, Minnie Wang hooked her arm around Shawn Young, blushing as she whispered, "Wow… Damian Shi is really a freak! Did you put a spell on him or something?"
"Yep," Shawn Young grinned and nodded.
"What kind of spell did you use? Damian’s totally ruined! He’ll never be able to show his face in Nanming again!" Minnie Wang giggled, covering her mouth.
"Heh, I hit him with my own special ‘Playboy Spell’—it scrambles the brain and hormones, makes anyone go wild. Doesn’t matter if you’re a guy or girl, once you’re cursed, you’ll turn into a total perv, just like Damian! Whoever’s vibe matches best, that’s who he’ll go after! Honestly, I didn’t expect Damian to be so into Fatty Paul—what a surprise!" Shawn Young explained with a wicked grin.
"Hmph! You’re such a devil—your pranks are seriously ruthless! But… I love it! Hehe…" Minnie Wang giggled, her face flushed with excitement.