My first girlfriend seemed pure, quiet, gentle, and thoughtful. But one day, I found her phone left behind. Out of mere curiosity, I peeked at the screen and discovered a mysterious chat group named "Public Toilet." It contained photos of a woman dressed provocatively. I tried convincing myself it was a prank or spam. Later, she suddenly said she was returning home to visit her family, and my heart started pounding. Worried, I called her repeatedly, but she didn't answer. When she finally picked up, her voice trembled as she kept making excuses: "I'm not feeling well... don't worry about me." Concerned, I headed to her hometown. However, her rowdy local male friends suddenly appeared, intimidating me. Though I had so much to say, they forced me to drink, and when I woke up, I saw her—ravenously devouring countless dicks, orgasming wildly, a side of her I'd never known. Tell me it's a lie... Yet contrary to that desperate hope, my own dick was rock hard, throbbing uncontrollably.