Milf Fantasy in Another World

Chapter 1 - Another World
The First Death and a New Beginning

The weather was turning violent: a fierce wind, a sky choked with dark clouds, and rain imminent. Inside a bustling mall, people were rushing to escape the approaching storm. Amidst the chaos, a twenty-something blonde woman was working the counter in the women's beauty section on the third floor. Sitting nearby was Leon, a nineteen-year-old with black hair, fair skin, and red eyes.

His looks were unremarkable, but his mind was not. He was engrossed in a pornographic manga, his expression twisting into one of disgust as the plot didn't meet his perverted standards.

"Yes, now bind her up and fuck the shit out of her. Don't give her- Noooo, you fucking idiot... Why would you say you love her? This is fucking stupid," he muttered under his breath.

The blonde girl, registering items on the computer, smirked . "Maybe if you can get off that porn manga, you could get some girls in real life, Leon."

"I don't want girls... I want MILFs. I just want to fuck busty women in their 30s and 40s," Leon replied with a lewd grin.

"Do you really think those porn stories are real? That your friend's mom is going to jump on you because her husband isn't having sex with her? That's fucking stupid," the girl retorted, her tone now serious. "This is the real world, and things work differently. You won't fuck a MILF unless she's a prostitute. Get these stories out of your mind and get to work."

"What work? Look at the news, everyone is closing down and—"

A message tinged  on both their phones. "It's the owner," the girl announced. "Close the shop and go home. Is it really going to rain for two days straight?" Leon asked, confused.

"Well... Everything is almost closed. Just shut off the lights, and we're good to go," she said.

"Okay... I'll be on my way. Please lock the shop, and I'll see you in  two days." Leon instantly flipped the switches and bolted out.

Watching him leave, the blonde girl sighed sadly and picked up the discarded manga. "Bastard... When will he understand my feelings?"----- A Fatal Shortcut

As Leon exited the mall, a light drizzle had already begun. "Before this gets heavy... I should leave. I didn't even bring an umbrella today," he said, increasing his pace toward his apartment.

I am Leon, an orphan, a virgin, and I have a very twisted mind. I like MILFs, mothers, and married women. My only current dream is to fuck at least one non-prostitute MILF in my life.

He had bounced through jobs—chef, electrician, plumber, and now the beauty product shop—all in pursuit of this singular dream, yet he hadn't found any se—

A sudden, jarring lightning strike hit a nearby building.

THUNDER!

"What the fuck??" Leon cursed, running faster. He needed to get home before the storm worsened. To save time, he took a shortcut through a back street. The area was clearly marked with yellow caution tape because a large pole was barely secured to the ground, posing a dangerous risk. Ignoring the warning, Leon pressed on.

"I should have shrimp for dinner, Toni—"

THUNDER!

Lightning struck the unstable pole directly.

"Fuck," Leon gasped, looking up with wide eyes.

The pole fell.

THUD!

It crushed Leon, killing him instantly.

The Angel's Blunder - "Oi, Kid... Wake up," a sharp voice cut through the blackness.

Leon blinked slowly. Standing before him was a man shrouded in a pure white cloth. "W-What!? Am I still alive? I didn't di—" He stopped as he took in his surroundings—a vast, pure white space.

"Where am I?" Leon asked, utterly confused.

"You are dead, Kid," the man in white stated flatly.

"W-What? But, I can see you and—"

"That's because I'm an angel, and I'm here to redirect you to your next life since you had some time left in your previous one," the Angel explained with a neutral expression.

"You're kidding me? Are you saying you killed me by mistake?" Leon asked, shocked and confused.

"It wasn't my mistake... You were the one who took that shortcut you shouldn't have. Are you humans all so stupid? There were yellow tapes all around the area, and you still had to take that route... You are the only reason I was punished by the Gods. If only you could've lived for 20 more years, it could've been all good," the Angel said angrily.

"So... Are you going to reincarnate me in a world of magic, just like in the Mangas?" Leon asked, excited.

"No. I am going to transfer your soul into the body of an 18-year-old guy who looks just like you and died in another world. And yes, that world runs on magic. But if you dare tell anyone from that world that you are not from there, I will kill you again. Do you understand?" the Angel warned with a serious face.

"I-I understand, so... Can I get some special skills before starting my second life?" Leon asked, still hopeful.

"Ughh... Of course, fine, but only three skills, and you will choose them in my presence." The Angel waved his hand, and a half-transparent screen popped up, displaying 567 skills.

"These skills are arranged by rank. You can only choose one from S-Rank to A-Rank, one from B-Rank to D-Rank, and one from E-Rank to F-Rank. Choose fast..." the Angel instructed.

I assume he will only take S-Rank, B-Rank, and E-Rank skills, since they are the top in their respective sections. But he is human, and most of them are stupid... So, I can't say for sure,  the Angel mused.

"I have decided my skills..." Leon announced immediately.

"What!? So fast? Did you even read all of them and don't you want to read their descriptions?" the Angel asked, surprised.

"Human... These skills, Are you sure about them?" the Angel asked with a confused expression.

"Yes, I am pretty sure..." Leon replied with a smile.

Name	Rank	Description	Mana	Cooldown
Skill Crafter	F	Can be used to craft skills of lower and the same rank as this skill.	20	1 hour
Inspect	C	Can be used to look at anyone's status, skills, and titles... without them knowing.	10	none
Adaptive Body	S	The user's body instantly adjusts to any external stimuli, whether pain, pleasure, temperature, or magical effects. Instead of simply resisting, the body adapts to optimize performance under any condition.	none	none

Hehehe... The first skill he picked is such trash. What is he going to do with this? Make a bunch of F-rank skills?

Hahaha... This skill is completely useless, and a one-hour cooldown makes it even worse. The Angel internally scoffed.

Hahahahaha... I thought he would choose something good and become at least a good mage, but he is so stupid . What  is he going to do with these skills?

Hmm... As expected, this creature is really dumb. He could've chosen Scholar's Memory to remember numerous spells in just a few seconds, or chantless casting, or even dual casting... But he chooses this stupid skill that makes his body adapt to its environment ?

That's the dumbest skill I've ever seen. I don't think this human will survive in this world for long.

"Well then... Since you have already selected your skills, I haven't forced you to select these skills, right?" the Angel asked with a smirk.

"Yes, I chose all these skills on my own... without any external forces," Leon confirmed with a smile.

"Well then... Hang tight, I am sending you to your next life." The Angel clapped his hands, and Leon's soul vanished. Swish!

I thought I was in trouble for a minute and worried that he would choose some of the most powerful skills, and I'd have to say that he can't take them, but how dumb of him... Didn't even look at the powerful skills. His presence will not cause any disturbance in the world. Phew... I can relax now. The Angel thought before disappearing.----- Reincarnation and Exploiting the System

Blink-Blink.

Leon opened his eyes to a clear sky above and a forest around him. He slowly sat up and looked at his body—it was covered in bruises and injuries.

Memories flooded his mind: This guy is Leon Luster, a normal 18-year-old boy who looks just like me, and we share the same name. He lives with his step-mother and married step-sister in a small village near the outer walls of the Human Kingdom, Zariya. His family is not very wealthy, and he works as a butler in the village chief's house, but recently he got into a heated argument with the chief's son and, obviously... he beat the crap out of him killing  him.

He tried to stand but fell back down due to the severe pain in his knees. Thud!

Fucking hell... My status doesn't look good.

A semi-transparent screen Pinged  into existence before him.

___________ ___ __________

Name: Leon Luster

Class: Unknown

Race: Human

Level: 1

Mana: 50/50

HP: 82/100

Skills: [Skill Crafter(F)] [Inspect(C)] [Adaptive Body(S)]

Titles: none

_________________________

"Hmm... So this is my status screen, huh?" Leon asked with a smile.

Hmm... My mana is rather low, but it works. That Angel must think I picked the stupidest set of skills, but he doesn't know their potential. Only a true RPG gamer who knows how to exploit bugs in a game as soon as he sees them knows the value of these skills. An evil smile spread across Leon's face.

"Well then... I should try and test out this skill." He immediately activated Skill Crafter .

A small window appeared: [Please pick a name for the skill...]

"Minor Healing."

[Skill 'Minor Healing' has been created.]

[Rank has been settled to 'F' by default.]

[State the use of skill.]

"Completely heals a person from any injury," Leon stated with a smile.

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

Well, I had to try.... Hmmm, if I play with my words a little, maybe I can get something out of this.

"Heal a person's minor injuries like bruises and muscle strain."

[Description has been accepted.]

I see... So it will only accept a description fitting for an F-rank skill. Leon thought, excited.

[Please select the chant for the skill {Minor Healing}.]

"Chant? How about Heal?"

[Chant 'Heal' has been selected.]

[Estimated mana cost to use the skill has been calculated, 5 mana/use.]

[Cooldown has been calculated, 4.63 seconds after every use.]

[Would you like to learn the skill or Destroy it?]

[Warning: Once learned, The skill [Skill Crafter] will go on cooldown for 1 hour, and if the skill is destroyed, The cooldown will reset.]

"Destroy it," Leon replied with a grin.

Chapter 2 - Minor Healing

An intriguing idea sparked in Leon's mind: "Let's make the same skill with a little bit of tweaking..."

He was prompted to name the skill: [Please pick a name for the skill...]

"Minor Healing."

[Skill 'Minor Healing' has been created.]

[Rank has been settled to 'F' by default.]

[State the use of skill.]

"Heals minor injuries like bruises, sprains, little bone fractures, and cuts. This skill can be leveled up with a specific number of usage on every level, and with every level up, the healing received will increase by a minor amount of 5% of my Max HP." Leon chose his words carefully.

[Processing....]

'Please, Please... This is the moment that will tell me if this skill is really useful or just a useless skill,'  Leon thought, staring intently at the screen.

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"Fuck..." Leon cursed upon seeing the notification, but he wasn't defeated. "How about 3% of my Max HP?" he asked with a neutral expression.

[Processing...]

"Come on, Come on..."

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"Shit... Make it 2%."

[Processing...]

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"I think it's not possible, but I will still give it a try. Set the healing to 1%." Leon spoke with a serious expression.

[Processing...]

'Please, Please, Please... Let this be—'

[Description has been accepted.]

"No Fucking... Way." Leon's face broke into a wide smile.

[Please select the chant for the skill {Minor Healing}.]

"Heal."

[Chant 'Heal' has been selected.]

[Estimated mana cost to use the skill has been calculated, 20 mana/use.]

[Cooldown has been calculated, 15 seconds after every use.]

[Would you like to learn the skill or destroy it ?]

'Hmm.... The mana cost and the cooldown increased by 4-5 folds,'  Leon noted as he looked at the screen.

"I will learn the skill."

[Congratulations! You have learned the skill {Minor Healing Lv.1} Successfully.]

[Name: Minor Healing]

[Rank: F]

[Level: 1]

[Usage: 0/5]

[Description: Heals minor injuries like bruises, sprains, small bone fractures, and cuts. This skill can be leveled up with a specific number of uses on every level, and with every level up, the healing received will increase by a minor amount of 1% of target's Max HP.]

[Mana: 20/use]

[Cooldown: 15 seconds.]

"Well then... Time to use it." Leon placed his hand over his head and activated the skill.

"Heal..."

A tingling sensation traveled through his body. Looking at his hand, he saw that all the minor surface injuries and some internal ones had healed. Leon immediately stood up, feeling significantly less pain.

"Status..."

_________________________

Name: Leon Luster

Class: Unknown

Race: Human

Level: 1

Mana: 30/50

HP: 92/100

Skills: [Skill Crafter(F)] [Inspect(C)] [Adaptive Body(S)] [Minor Healing(F1)]

Titles: none

_________________________

Mana down by 20 and HP increased by 10.

Wait... What's my mana regeneration?" Leon stared at his mana for one minute with a confused expression.

[Mana: 31/50]

"Ah... It regenerated by 1 in one minute." Leon closed the screen with a neutral expression.

'It's about to sunset soon... I should head back home to my sexy mother and sister, hehehehehe,'  he thought, watching the red sun descend.

"If I remember correctly... My house should be nearby." Leon continued walking forward and exited the forest.

The Village

Exiting the forest, Leon was greeted by a beautiful scene of open grasslands with slow winds blowing over the green grass. "Beautiful..." he smiled, then turned right, noticing a small village about 1 kilometer away.

"Yep... That's the village." He immediately started walking toward it.

After walking for about 20 minutes, Leon reached the village gate, guarded by two men in brown leather armor, plate boots, and spears.

"Leon...? You okay, man?" one guard asked, walking up to him.

"Yeah... I am good. Why?" Leon was confused.

"I mean... The Chief's son was in a very bad mood when you two walked out of the village. We were betting on whether you would come back alive. Guess what? I just won two copper coins hahaha..." The guard laughed.

"Fucking bitch... You should've died." The other guard grumbled, handing over two copper coins.

'These fucking idiots...'  Leon thought, walking inside the village and heading towards the third house.

The house was poorly built from stone and wood. 'All the houses in this village are just one typhoon away from getting wiped out from the face of this planet. Except that one house...' Leon noticed a two-story house made of proper bricks, cement, and metallic doors in the south corner. 'This house belongs to the Village chief.'

He knocked on his wooden door.

Knock-Knock

Click

The wooden door creaked open, revealing a filthy, mature MILF wrapped in a tight, worn bodice that barely contained her massive, heavy Boobs. The laces strained, her deep cleavage spilling out, daring eyes to linger. Below, a rough, faded skirt clung to her wide hips and thick ass, stretched tight. Every subtle shift made her curves jiggle, teasing and tempting.

'So, she is my step-mother, huh? Her name is Elaine and a woman with such slutty curves should not exist in this world. She calls me Leo.'  Leon felt his dick throbbing harder than ever.

"Oh my dear, You are back," Elaine said, immediately hugging Leon tightly, burying his face between her breasts.

'Oh my goddd... She is not even wearing a bra. I can feel her nipples poking against my face,'  Leon thought, a perverted smile forming.

"Leo, where have you been? You were supposed to be home 1 hour earlier, do you know how worried I was with you gone?" Elaine spoke with a worried expression, still hugging him.

'Hehehe... Boobs, Soft giant boobs,'  Leon smiled like a pervert.

"Is he back, Mom?" a sweet voice asked from inside.

"Yes, Honey... Your brother is back. Come in, honey... I have already made dinner." Elaine released Leon and closed the door.

"Y-Yes, Mom." Leon placed his hand over his dick to calm it down.

Inside, he noticed a small wooden table. 'Ah... I forgot that this world is not that advanced in making furniture. They still eat sitting on the ground. Only Royalty has the right to have chairs, beds, and other things. Since we are not—Wait...' A thought struck him as he walked forward.

The house had three rooms: a kitchen, a toilet, and the third room, which Leon opened.

Click

Thud

A girl in her 20's sat in the middle of the room over a mattress. As Leon opened the door, she turned slowly, unfazed, a knowing smirk on her lips. Her half-laced bodice barely held her massive, milk-swollen tits; one heavy globe was already bare, glistening as a whimpering child lazily suckled. A fresh drop of milk trailed down the curve of her breast. Below, her wide hips and thick, fat ass pressed against the mattress, stretching her worn skirt.

'She is an exact replica of Elaine,'  Leon thought, his cock throbbing even more.

She shifted slightly, her curves jiggling as she adjusted the child, her free hand idly dragging down her waist. Her dark, sultry eyes locked onto him, playful, teasing, wicked.

"My, my... You look in a hurry?" she purred, her voice sweet like honey.

"H-Hello, Elen." Leon spoke with embarrassment, slowly looking away.

"Hello? Where have you been the last hour? Mom is eating my brains like crazy. 'What happened to your son? Should I go to the chief's house?' If I hadn't held her back, she would have been on the gate of the Chief's house." Selene spoke with a neutral expression, continuing to nurse her daughter.

'Wait... The concept of sexuality here is different from earth. It's not a developed place, and people here are really open-minded. She is not embarrassed when talking to me because breastfeeding in front of her brother is perfectly normal for her, and Leon has encountered her doing this several times before. So, I have to act normal to keep my character.'  Leon thought, locking eyes with Selene.

"I-I got held back by some more work... I almost forgot the time, and that's why I came back late," Leon stuttered, unable to keep his eyes locked. No matter how hard he tried, his eyes kept drifting to his step-sister's milk-filled breasts.

"Why is your face so red? And ears too?" Selene smiled with a confused look.

"I-I don't- have this—" Leon began stuttering again, but Elaine interrupted him.

Dinner

"Come both of you... The dinner is ready." Elaine shouted from the kitchen.

"Darling, darling, darling." Selene slowly pulled her pink-tipped nipple out of her daughter's mouth and placed the now-asleep child on the mattress. Selene rose and walked up to Leon.

"Don't make a sound or you will wake her up. You understand?" Selene spoke with a serious expression.

"Y-Your boob... is hanging out." Leon tried to keep a straight face as he pointed.

"Oh... Right." Selene grabbed her breast and placed it inside her bodice.

'Fucking hell... I can smell her milk's scent. My dick is throbbing like crazy, but I am not going to jerk off. How can I? I have two MILFs right here with me, and if I didn't use their pussies to pleasure my cock, it would be a shame on me as a man. Sorry Leon, but your step-mother and step-sister are going to be turned into my obedient sluts soon.'  Leon thought, remembering something else.

He walked to the small table and sat on the ground.

"There you go." Elaine placed three wooden bowls filled with baked beans on the table.

"We have baked beans again...?" Selene asked with a bored and tired expression.

"Yes... We can't afford anything else, Darling." Elaine returned to the kitchen and brought out four pieces of bread.

"Here is your bread, here is mine, and these are for you sweetie." Elaine placed one piece of bread on Selene's and her own plates, and two pieces on Leon's plate.

"What!? Why is he getting two pieces, while I am the one feeding a child here?" Selene asked with a confused expression.

"Well because he earns for the house and brings back money every month, unlike someone's husband who comes home once every year, stays for one hour, and gives nothing—"

"Fine, Fine... I understand." Selene spoke with an irritated expression.

"Here... Have it." Leon immediately gave one of his bread pieces to Selene.

"Wait, really?" Selene asked with a big smile.

"You don't have to do that, Leo. She always stays at home and does nothing other than feed the baby." Elaine spoke with a neutral expression.

"No worries... I am good with one piece of bread, Mom. She should have more, since she is feeding two." Leon replied with a smile.

Both women looked at Leon with shocked expressions.

"Wow... He really grew up, huh?" Selene asked with a smile.

"My son, I am so proud of you." Elaine hugged Leon once again, completely burying his face in her massive chest.

'Hehehe... For these boobs, I would give up all the bread in this world,'  Leon thought with a perverted smile.

Chapter 3 - Touch Of Lust

After eating the dinner, Leon exited his house and looked up into the sky.

"Hmm... Two moos, ns huh ?" Leon asked, smiling, le as he noticed two moons shining in the sky.

'After I looked more into Leon's memories, I found some basic principles of this world and one of them caught my interest particularly.

This world is really backwards in the aspects of sex and I plan to make full use of that.

Sex is only a pleasurable thing for men in this world... No one wastes more than 3-5 minutes with a woman, they don't do foreplay and other things... only put it in, pull itouto,ut and cum that's all sex is here.

This means that neither Elaine nor Selene has experienced a real orgasm or even a real k,iss and once they find out what it feels like... I don't think they will be able to escape it.

But to make it happen... I will neecorrupt them,the,m and for that, I needevelopvelope some skills.

Status...' Leon tthought and suddenly a transparent status screen popped up in front of him.

_______________________

Name: Leon Luster

Class: Unknown

Race: Human

Level: 1

Mana: 19/50

HP: 100/100

Skills: [Skill Crafter(F)] [Inspect(C)] [Adaptive Body(S)] [Minor Healing(F2)]

Titles: none

________________________

'For the past 3 hours and 20 minutes... I was using the Minor Healingskill repeatedlyn on my body. My HP is now at 10,0%, and the level of the Minor Healing has been increased by 1.

Fucking h,ell this is hard... I need to make a skill to cut my mana cost into half or something and a skill to regenerate mana fast, or a single skill that can reduce the cooldowns of my skills.

But, for now... I need to focus on my priorities here.' Leon thought as he used the skill.

[Please pick a name for the skill...]

"Touch Of Lust." Leon spoke as a perverted smile appeared over his face.

[Skill 'Touch Of Lust' has been created.]

[Rank has been settled to 'F' by default.]

[State the use of skill.]

"A weak but insidious skill that heightenthe s sensitivity of a female upon touch.

When activated, the target experiences a slight increase in arousal and pleasure from physical contact. Due to low rank, it has temporary effects and they fade off as soon as the physical contact is broken, but since this skill levels up upon multiple use ... The intensity of the effects will also increase-"

'Umm... I should keep it this way, if I tried to add more, the description wouldn't be accepted.

Using words like 'Low rank', 'Weak sl,l' and 'slight increase' I should be able to fool the system into thinking that it's reallylow-levelled skill.' Leon thought, hand, he immediately stopped talking, and a smile appeared on his face.

[Processing...]

[Description has been accepted.]

"Fuck yes, Fuck Yes..." Leon shouted as he got a little excited.

[Please select the chant for the skill {Minor Healing}.]

"Remis," Leon spoke with a smile.

'I want the chant of this spell to be different and specific, that I can say in front of them without letting them know.'

[Chant 'Remis' has been selected.]

[Estimated mana cost to use the skill has been calculated, 10 mana/use.]

[Cooldown has been calculated, 20 seconds after every use.]

[Would you like to learn the skill of destroying it ?]

"Learn it... Fast." Leon spoke with a perverted smile.

[Congratulations! You have learned the skill {Touch Of Lust} successfully.]

'Being poor sucks... but not in this case, Leon's family is poor and that's why they have no separate rooms, no separate beds to sleep on.

The whole family sleeps in one room over two different mattresses. One sleeps, my dear sister, with her one-month-old daughter, and on the other, my dear step-mother and I.

Tonight I will put this skill to the test.' Leon thought as he immediately started walking inside the house with an evil smile on his face.

*Click*

"Leon... Where did you go?" Elaine asked, her voice smooth, as she glanced over her shoulder.

"Just wanted to look at the moons, Mom. Nothing else," Leon replied, flashing a smirk. "Should we head to bed?" He asked.

Elaine arched a brow before chuckling. "Yeah, yeah... You go ahead. I'll join you after I finish washing these bowls."

As she strolled toward the kitchen, Leon's eyes locked onto the hypnotic sway of her giant ass, the soft curves shifting with every step. His breath hitched as heat surged through his body.

"Fucking hell... This woman is going to make my dick explode." His fingers flexed as he palmed the growing bulge in his pants, giving it a slow squeeze before heading into the room.

Inside, the warm glow of the lantern bathed everything in a golden hue, casting soft shadows across Selene's body. She lay on the small mattress, her nightgown undone at the front, one swollen breast bared as she fed her daughter.

Leon froze.

Her plump pink nipple, swollen and stiff, peeked past her lips as a stray drop of milk rolled down the curve of her breast. His mouth went dry, his cock twitching at the sinful sight.

'Fuck... I want to latch onto that perfect nipple and suck her dry. I want to grab those tits, spank them until they're red, and then drink every last drop myself.' Leon thought as he maintained a neutral expression.

Selene shifted slightly, adjusting her hold on the baby, causing her breast to jiggle. She caught Leon's gaze, her lips curling into a slow, teasing smile.

"So... What did you do today?" she asked, her voice laced with amusement as her fingers absently traced the slope of her exposed breast.

Leon tore his gaze away with effort, inhaling sharply. "Me? Nothing much... Just cleaning." His voice came out rougher than intended.

He moved to the larger mattress and lay down, his erection pressing insistently against his pants. Closing his eyes did nothing to stop the filthy thoughts racing through his mind.

"Sleeping already, huh?" Selene asked with a smile.

"Yeah... I have work tomorrow," he muttered, but his body betrayed him—his cock stood tall, straining against the fabric, making his arousal painfully obvious.

Selene's eyes flickered downward, her lips parting slightly in surprise before a slow smile appeared on her face.

'Oh my god? His dick is hard, right ? Is he thinking about some girl and having dirty thoughts in his mind ?' she mused, a devious glint in her eyes.

'I need to use this skill on Elaine. I need to pretend that I am asleep,and when she comes and lies down right next to me... I can just make body contact with her and use my skill, but why is my dick so hard ?' Leon thought as he did his best and pretended to fall asleep.

Ten minutes had passed since Leon had closed his eyes, waiting for Elaine to enter the room.

'Fuck... how long does it take to clean three damn bowls?' he thought, his ears picking up the soft, wet suckling sounds from Selene's daughter greedily nursing at her breast.

Schlp~ Schlp~ Schlp~

The rhythmic noises sent an uninvited warmth through his body, making his arousal stir once again. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay still.

'Shit... my dick is acting up again—'

Click.

Creak.

Suddenly, the sound of the door unlocking pulled him from his thoughts.

A warm, familiar voice slipped into the room.

"Hmm... is he asleep already?" Elaine murmured in a low voice.

"Yep. Maybe he's really tired today," Selene replied with a soft chuckle.

Elaine sighed. "Well, he always works harder than he should. Since Leon's already asleep, I'll just change here into my nightgown."

The moment those words touched his ears, a pulse of heat shot straight to his cock. His breath hitched as his body stiffened.

Slip.

The quiet, intoxicating sound of fabric sliding down smooth skin sent a shiver up Leon's spine. His eyelids parted slightly, just enough to steal a glimpse—and what he saw made his breath hitch.

Elaine's naked body stood bathed in the golden glow of the lamp, her soft curves accentuated by the warm light.

Her heavy breasts swayed slightly as she moved, her nipples deliciously stiff—inverted, teasing, waiting to be played with. The gentle folds of her stomach only made her more alluring, more mild.

The only thing left on her body was a tight, deep-purple panty, hugging her hips like a sinful temptation. Stray strands of dark pubic hair peeked from the edges, an unfiltered display of raw femininity.

Then, as if to torture him further, a sweet, musky scent filled the air, thick and intoxicating. It wasn't perfume—it was her body. A primal, natural fragrance that sent Leon's instincts into overdrive.

It was as if her body was releasing pheromones—an open invitation for any man in the room to fuck her right then and there.

Leon clenched his fists. His cock throbbed painfully against his pants, aching for release.

"No, Leon. Control yourself." He forced his breath to stay steady, swallowing down the animalistic hunger clawing at his insides.

'I'll fuck her... but not yet. First, I'll have to use my skill and confirm whether it's working or not. If it is, I will corrupt her slowly and make her do things that a mother will never do for her son. Blowjobs, Hidden pussy eating and many more things... hehehe.'

His fingers dug deeper into the sheets as he kept still, pretending to be asleep—watching, waiting, hungry.

...

"I am turning off the lights..." Elaine spoke as she changed into a white night-gown and turned off the lamp.

"Good nig,t," Selene spoke as she closed her eyes.

"Good night." Elaine spoke with a smile as she lied down right next to Leon while facing her huge ass towards him.

Leon slowly opened his eyes and noticed it was too dark to see anything.

'Fuck... I can't see shit, I- wait, I can use that.' Leon thought as he immediately used another skill.

'If this Skill's description is right, then my eyes should adjust accordingly to the dark environment around me and I should be able to see things better in the dark.' Leon thought as he continued to look around the dark room after activating the skill.

Suddenly, a notification appeared before him.

[Extreme tension of the Host's eyes has been detected.]

[Adjusting Eyes.]

Suddenly, the pupils in Leon's eyes changed from round to vertical slits similar to a cat's eyes and his vision became really clear.

'Woah... It really works.' Leon thought as he looked right in front of him and noticed that Elaine was sleeping with her back and giant ass facing Leon.

'Okay, Okay... Just a small touch will work. I only need to make physical contact with her body and activate the skill.' Leon thought as he slowly raised his hand and placed it over shoulder.

He did it in such a manner that even if Elaine woke up from her sleep, she will still think that Leon is in deep sleep and touched her by mistake.

But... Even though Leon placed his hand over her shoulder, he noticed that there was no reaction from her side.

'What the hell ? She must be in a really deep sleeper. Well, I don't give a fuck. Let's use this skill.' Leon thought as he activated the skill.

Chapter 4 - Night of Corruption

"Remis..."

The word slipped from Leon's lips, low and commanding.

At first, nothing happened.

Then—

"Mnnnhh~"

A soft, breathy moan escaped Elaine's lips. Her body tensed, shivered, reacting to something she did not understand.

"Heh." A smirk spread across Leon's face.

"So it's working after all."

Slowly, he pulled his hand away.

[Skill Deactivated]

A confirmation flashed in front of him, but he didn't need a system message to tell him what he already knew— Elaine had felt it already.

'I should try it again... But not on her shoulder this time.' Leon thought as his gaze darkened and he reached for her again—this time, sliding his palm over the curve of her waist, fingers sinking into her soft, plush flesh.

'Fucking helherHer body is warm... I can feel it even over her clothes. She is just so thick. So soft. So fuckable.

Wait, I have to cast the spell again.' Leon thought with a perverted smile.

His voice dropped, barely above a whisper. "Remis..."

Leon waited for ten seconds and then-

"Mnnnnhhh~" Elain moaned again, her hips twitching, body reacting instinctively to the invisible pleasure Leon was feeding into her.

He tightened his grip on her waist.

'I am not stopping this time.' Leon thought with a perverted lust hungry expression.

Elaine shifted, rolling onto her back, her heavy breasts jiggling with the movement.

Leon's jaw clenched.

Jiggle-Jiggle.

"Fuck."

Leon's fingers itched to grab them, to feel the weight of her huge boobs in his hands.

He slowly slid his hand up and towards her left boob.

*Slide*

His palm slided just below one full, heavy breast, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin even though there was a cloth layer between them.

'Just a little touch...' Leon thought as he raised his index and placed it over her boob.

'Fuck... It's like her boobs are trying to swallow my finger.' Leon thought as he noticed that his index finger was sinking into Elaine's boob.

"Mnnnhhh~" Elaine let out another soft, breathy moan, her body twitching as Leon's palm sank into her plush, heavy boob.

'Soft. So fucking soft.' Leon thought with a perverted expression.

His fingers flexed, gripping the thick flesh,

feeling it mold against his hand.

*Squeeze.*

Leon's pupils dilated, his blood rushing south,

cock throbbing painfully against his pants.

His other hand hovered over her right breast,

fingers twitching with the desperate urge to grab, squee, ze and devour.

As soon as Leon felt the godly sensation of her boob wrapping around his hand, his primal instincts woke up and he turned into a list filled animal.

Leon wanted to ravage the female body in front of him and rape her over and over until he gets tired of her.

He lifted both hands to grope her boobs fully, but-

The moment contact broke-

[Skill Deactivated.]

Leon froze.

A shuddering breath left him, his mind clearing

just enough to realize how far he'd almost gone.

Slowly, carefully, he withdrew his hands, forcing himself to calm down despite his cock raging against his self-control.

'Tch. Enough for today. If I keep going, I'Il really rape her filthy slutty body and wake up my dear step-sister as well.

I will do this next time when she is awake and that will be at tomorrow's breakfast.' Leon thought as he rubbed his cock one last time before closing his eyes and going to sleep.

...

But.. Elaine wasn't asleep...

Her eyelids fluttered open, her breath shaky, her body aching in ways she didn't understand.

'What... was that...?' Her thighs pressed together, a slow, pulsing heat radiating from between them.

She swallowed hard, shifting slightly-

That's when she felt it. Wet, Soaking panties.

Her fingers trembled as she reached down,  

grazing the front of her nightgown, feeling the

sticky warmth through the fabric.

A shiver ran up her spine.

'No... this has never happened before.. Why am

I'm wet...?' Elaine thought as her lips parted, a needy whimper threatening to escape.

The urge to touch, to rub, to ease the throbbing need between her legs clawed at her.

'I can't.. I can't do this here. They're right next to me.' Elaine bit her lip, squeezing her own breast, hoping to distract herself from the unbearable heat.

But it wasn't enough.

She lifted her hand, feeling the sticky

liquid on her fingertips.

Her face burned with shame, yet-

She slowly brought them to her nose.

*Sniff*

A shudder wracked through her.

The scent was... intoxicating.

She swallowed thickly, hesitating for just a

second before her fingers touched her lips.

Her breath hitched.

'Oh my god... What am I doing ?'

With a shaky sigh, she curled onto her side,

pressing her thighs together tightly, forcing

herself to resist the overwhelming hunger

clawing at her body.

_________________________

[Elaine's Corruption: 3%]

 The Next Morning...

Blink-Blink

Selene stirred awake, her lashes fluttering as golden morning light streamed through the window behind her. A warm, lazy comfort filled her body, the softness of the mattress cradling her as she stretched with a quiet sigh but the brightness was annoying.

Groaning, she sat up and slipped off the bed, padding toward the window. The cold air kissed her bare thighs as she reached up, pulling the curtain shut with a soft slip.

Darkness settled again.

Selene exhaled, her body tingling with warmth as she sank back onto the mattress, ready to let sleep reclaim her.

And then she noticed Leon—

Lying just a few feet away, his face relaxed in peaceful slumber... but it wasn't his face that made her body freeze.

It was the thick, unmistakable bulge straining against his pants.

Selene's heart pounded, her thighs pressing together on instinct.

Leon's Morning Wood was so hard it made a tent in his pants.

The rigid shape of his cock was pressing tight against the fabric, its sheer size making her mouth run dry. Heat coiled low in her belly, spreading between her legs like a slow-burning fire.

'It... it looks painful.' Selene thought in her mind as she looked at Leon's morning wood.

Arousal surged through her, sharp and sudden, making her skin prickle with heat.

Her breath quickened.

Almost without thinking, her fingers drifted down, sliding over the waistband of her panties, seeking the source of the pulsing ache between her thighs.

But before her hands could've touched her pussy....

Click.

Creaaaak.

Selene's body shook as the door opened.

She barely managed to yank her hand away, rolling onto her side, her breath shallow and frantic.

Her body was still burning.

'What the hell am I doing?! He's my Brother—I can't do this.' Selene thought as her face turned red, but the need still pulsed inside her, shame mingling with forbidden desire.

"Come on, both of you, wake up." A sweet, feminine voice filled the room.

"Leo, wake up... you have to go to work, sweetie."

Selene squeezed her eyes shut, heart hammering in her chest and her pussy throbbing to get patted.

Leon groaned, shifting on the bed.

"Hmm...? Work?" His voice was deep, husky with sleep.

He blinked up at Elaine, who stood before him in tight, form-fitting clothes that clung to her body in all the right places.

For a moment, Leon simply stared.

Then—

'...Fuck. Right. I'm in another world now.' Leon thought as he slowly sat up.

Selene peeked at him, only to freeze when their eyes met.

'Shit.'

Her face burned, and she immediately looked away.

Leon frowned. "Something wrong ?"

"H-Huh?! N-Nothing!" she stammered. "I-I was just looking at the fly!"

She pointed toward the corner of the room, avoiding his gaze.

Leon narrowed his eyes.

'The fuck is wrong with her?'Shrugging it off, he stood up, stretching his arms with a lazy yawn before exiting the room.

Click.

Thud.

Elaine smiled warmly. "Leon, I'm making dinner, so go freshen up."

"Yeah, yeah..." he muttered as he made his way to the washroom.

But the moment he stepped inside—

His eyes twitched.

A single, crude hole cut into the floor stared back at him.

"...Fucking hell." His face twisted in frustration as he shut the door.

10 Minutes Later...

Leon stepped out of the washroom, fresh but still scowling from the lack of proper plumbing.

The smell of food filled the air, drawing his attention to Elaine and Selene, who were sitting on the floor, eating.

As soon as Leon noticed the breakfast, he saw nothing but the same thing he ate last night...

'Baked beans and Bread again ? It's not even toasted.' Leon thought as he sat down and started eating it anyway.

It was stale. Dry.

His jaw clenched.

'I need to earn money. I can't keep eating this shitty food anymore. The job that I do right now doesn't pay shit.

My salary is 30 copies per month and it's shit. I can barely afford to eat food twice a day.

At first I thought Leon's mother would be a working woman but as I searched through his memories... I found out that she is not and his sister is the same, they are both unemployed.' Leon thought in his mind as he continued to eat the bread.

Selene sighed, biting into her bread. "Can't we at least get some white butter and roast it? I had some at cousin William's wedding, and it was—"

"We can't because we're poor," Elaine cut in sharply, her tone exasperated. "Do you have any idea how hard this boy is working to keep us—and your baby—fed?"

Selene flinched. "I-I'm sorry..." she murmured

Suddenly, an idea triggered inside Leon's mind and a smile appeared over his face.

"Mom," he said suddenly. "Get the pan ready. We're having meat for dinner tonight."

Elaine froze.

Selene's eyes widened. "W-What? Are you serious?"

Elaine's lips parted in shock. "Leon, you know how expensive meat is! A small piece costs ten coppers—that's eleven days worth of food! We can't afford it!"

Before she could protest further, Leon stood and walked toward her, and placed his hand over her shoulder.

"Remis," he whispered in a very low tone.

Elaine shuddered.

A slow, burning heat unfurled inside her, creeping down her spine, pooling between her legs.

She sucked in a sharp breath, her body stiffening.

'What... was this?' Her thighs clenched together, a desperate attempt to scratch the itch of her pussy.

Leon's fingers lingered on her skin, warm and firm.

'Hehe... That was a nice expression.' Leon thought.

He could see her chest rise and fall.

The way she subtly moved  her hips.

The way her breath caught in her throat.

He smirked.

"Mom..." he murmured, his voice low, intimate. "Trust me."

Elaine's pulse pounded.

Why was her pussy throbbing just from his touch? Elaine couldn't understand.

Selene's brow furrowed. "Mom... why are your ears turning red?"

'W-What is this ? Why am I feeling this arousal from my son? It's like my pussy wants to get fucked really hard.

My panty is rubbing against my pussy so hard and I can already feel myself leaking. I just want to rub it like crazy right now... but why am I feeling it on his touch.' Elaine thought as she continued to nod her head in 'Yes'.

"Mom... You are still tilting your head. Are you okay ?" Selene spoke with a confused expression.

"I-I am okay... I-I will prepare the pan." Elaine spoke as she stood up and immediately went to the kitchen but as soon as the physical contact between them broke, she felt nothing.

Chapter 5 - Hunting

 Leon stepped out of his house, but instead of heading toward the village chief's mansion, he turned toward the nearest forest.

'If I keep working as a cleaner in the chief's mansion, I'll be stuck living in that filthy shed forever. There's no way I'm wasting my second life in that shithole.'

As he passed through the village gate, the two guards stationed there exchanged confused glances. It wasn't common to see someone leaving the village so early.

"Where's he going?"

"I have no idea."

"Why is he heading toward the forest?"

They muttered to each other, but Leon ignored them and kept walking.

---

After walking for about a kilometer, Leon finally reached the place where he had woken up yesterday.

A massive tree stood alone in the clearing, its presence making the emptsurroundingce aroufeeln more eerie.

'If I remember correctly, the old Leon used to come here to escape his responsibilities. That is... until the village chief's son found him and beat him to death.'

Leon frowned. 'I can't remember why he did that... but I do remember something else.'

This area was off-limits to villagers because of the horned rabbits. While they were only F-rank monsters and rarely seen around here, they were still lethal to humans. Their horns contained a deadly toxin—one stab was all it took to kill a man.

'Alive, they're dangerous. But once they're dead... they're walking money. Their fur sells. Their horns sell. Their meat sells. Hell, even their teeth fetch a price.'

Leon considered his options.

'I could head to the kingdom, buy a rusty sword with what little money I have left, then come back and risk my life hunting these things...'

'Or...'

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a long knife—the one he had swiped from the kitchen before leaving.

'To execute my plan, I need this.'

He gripped the blade tightly before glancing up at the tree. Without hesitation, he started climbing.

Once high enough, he snapped off several small but sturdy branches and stripped them of their leaves. Then, he began sharpening their tips into makeshift spears.

Cut. Cut. Cut.

Thirty minutes later...

Leon sat back, eyeing the eight sharpened branches lying before him.

"This should do the job," he muttered, satisfied.

Then, he activated his skill.

[Please name the skill...]

"Trap."

[Skill 'Trap' has been created.]

[Rank set to 'F' by default.]

[State the skill's function.]

Leon exhaled and began,

"When activated, this skill should create a shallow, one-foot-deep pit in the ground, covering it with a thin layer of dust to make it invisible to the prey.

Additionally, it will emit a scent that lures nearby low-rank monsters—especially horned rabbits. The trap resets automatically after a kill and remains active unless deactivated manually."

He paused, contemplating. 'That should be a basic setup, but I've already said too much. If I try adding level-up mechanics or anything complex, the system might reject it. I'll leave it as is for now.'

[Processing...]

[Description accepted.]

"Good, good," Leon muttered, a smirk playing on his lips.

[Please choose  a chant for the skill {Trap}.]

"Trap," he said plainly.

[Chant 'Trap' has been set.]

[Estimated mana cost: 10 per use.]

[Cooldown: 30 minutes.]

[Would you like to learn this skill or destroy it?]

Leon clicked his tongue. 'I knew it. Because the trap resets automatically, the system gives it a long cooldown so I can't spam it. Pretty smart... but this is still good.'

[Congratulations! You have learned the skill {Trap}.]

"Well then... let's see if this works," Leon murmured as he approached a nearby bush.

"This spot should do."

He activated the skill.

"Trap."

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

The ground beneath him trembled as the soil began to sink. Within moments, a one-foot-deep hole formed, but it didn't stop there. Loose soil was pulled into the pit, creating an almost invisible layer over it.

"Whoa..." Leon crouched and lightly tapped the surface. The thin layer of soil crumbled instantly.

[Skill {Trap} will reset.]

A transparent notification appeared before him. Since nothing had fallen in, the trap reactivated, covering itself once more.

"Perfect," he muttered, picking up four of the sharpened branches and planting them inside the hole, their pointed ends facing upward.

As soon as he removed his hand—

[Skill {Trap} will reset.]

This time, an awful stench wafted from the pit.

Leon gagged. "What the fuck? I specifically told it to release a sweet, attractive scent! Why the hell does it smell like rotting garbage?"

He immediately backed away, pinching his nose.

'Well... maybe monsters like this smell. Now all I need to do is wait.'

Leon walked over to the massive tree, settling down behind it—far enough from the stench to breathe properly.

Yawn.

"I'm sleeping," he muttered before closing his eyes.

 3 hours later...

Ting-Ting

A sound of popping notifications entered Leon's head.

Blink-Blink

He slowly opened his eyes and noticed multiple transparent screens appearing before him.

[Skill {Trap} will Reset]

[Skill {Trap} will Reset]

[Skill {Trap} will Reset]

[Congratulations! You have Leveled Up.]

[Congratulations! You have Leveled Up.]

"...What in the fucking... world?" Leon muttered, confused, as he turned.

Squeaaak!

Hearing the desperate squeaks, he immediately looked toward the trap. His eyes widened as he saw the hole was still open—and filled with horned rabbits.

"Oh shit..."

Leon rushed forward and peered down into the pit. Inside, three horned rabbits lay impaled and lifeless, their bodies pierced by the sharp wooden stakes. But one rabbit was still alive, writhing in pain, its right leg injured and one of the stakes was stuck in it.

"The best I was hoping for was just one rabbit, but look at this... God is really great."

A sinister grin formed on Leon's face as he picked up another sharpened branch from the side. He then pointed the tip toward the rabbit's neck.

Squeaaa—

Stab!

Thud!

Before the creature could finish its cry for help, Leon delivered a clean, precise stab, ending its life instantly.

[Skill {Trap} will Reset]

Once the last rabbit died, the trap reset itself.

"Good thing I worked at that butcher shop... even if it was just because of the sexy MILF owner," Leon chuckled, kneeling beside the bodies. "At least I know how to gut an animal properly."

He immediately began working, carefully skinning the rabbits and removing their venomous horns, teeth, and fur.

20 minutes later...

Leon sat on the ground, satisfied with his work. In front of him lay four neatly organized piles:

Four venomous horns

Four sets of 25 teeth

A stack of white rabbit fur

Around 16 kg of fresh rabbit meat

"Status."

A screen instantly appeared before him.

__________________________

Name: Leon Luster

Class: Unknown

Race: Human

Level: 3

Mana: 150/150

HP: 300/300

Skills: [Skill Crafter (F)] [Inspect (C)] [Adaptive Body (S)] [Minor Healing (F2)] [Touch of Lust (F1)] [Trap (F)]

Titles: None

__________________________

"Hmm... leveled up twice, even though I didn't kill them directly. That's good."

He nodded to himself as he examined the status screen.

"And only two levels increased my mana by 100 and my HP by 200? That's huge."

However, as he looked back at the materials, another problem arose.

"I can't just carry all of this back like this..." He sighed. "If someone in the village notices that I killed four horned rabbits in a single day, I'll get all the attention—and I hate being the center of attraction unless I want to."

Leon narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

"...Wait. Let's see if this works."

[Please pick a name for the skill...]

"Inventory."

[Skill 'Inventory' has been created.]

[Rank has been settled to 'F' by default.]

[State the use of the skill.]

"When activated, this skill will open a gate to an interdimensional space where I can store non-living items and withdraw them at will, while keeping them in perfect state."

[Processing...]

[Error: Skill's description does not match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"Yeah... expected that," Leon muttered.

"Although most RPGs give an inventory at the start, in some rare ones, it's a skill you have to purchase from the skill shop—for a hefty price, too."

He tapped his fingers on his knee, lost in thought.

'I have to trick the system into thinking this is a weak F-rank skill... but how?'

For ten whole minutes, Leon pondered  nonstop before finallycoming up withg an idea.

"Okay... let's try this."

"Grants the ability to store up to only five items in a personal sub-space, with a maximum weight limit of 10 kg per item. Items inside remain in perfect condition and cannot be accessed by others.

This skill can be leveled after a certain number of uses. Each level-up increases slots by 1 and weight capacity by 2 kg."

[Processing...]

Leon held his breath.

'Okay... I added two limiters—item count and weight restriction. The "no sharing" clause can also be seen as a restriction. But the leveling system and preservation effect might be too much... will the system accept-'

[Description has been accepted.]

"...I have a fucking inventory—hahaha!"

A huge grin stretched across Leon's face.

[Please select the chant for the skill {Inventory}.]

"Inventory." Leon spoke with a neutral expression.

[Chant 'Inventory' has been selected.]

[Estimated mana cost: 30 per use.]

[Cooldown: 10 minutes after every use.]

[Would you like to learn the skill or destroy it?]

'Hmm... that's a huge downside,' Leon thought.

'Since it costs 30 mana per use, I'll need 60 mana just to deposit and withdraw something once. And a 10-minute cooldown? That's annoying.'

'Unfortunately, I don't get to pick mana cost or cooldown for crafted skills... but at least I have one now.'

Leon learned the skill.

[Congratulations! You have learned the skill {Inventory} successfully.]

"Inventory."

...Nothing happened.

"Huh?" Leon frowned, looking around. "Did I mess up?"

"Inventory... hello?"

....

"Is it active?" Leon muttered. "If it's active, how do I store—"

Swish!

Before he could finish speaking, the knife in his hand vanished.

"Okay... interesting."

A smirk formed on his lips as he picked up one of the venomous horns.

"Store."

Swish!

The horn disappeared from his hand.

"I see... so I have to touch the object and say 'Store' to put it in my inventory."

Leon raised an eyebrow. "But how do I withdraw-"

Suddenly a semi-transparent screen appeared before him.

On it, there were five slots, with two already filled—one with a knife image, the other with a horn image.

"Nice."

Leon tapped the knife's icon.

Swish!

The knife instantly reappeared in his hand.

"Haha... this is goo—"

Suddenly, Leon's eyes widened as a realization struck him.

'Wait... I just used the skill twice—but there was no cooldown?'

His breath quickened.

"Store."

Swish!

The knife disappeared again.

"Withdraw."

The screen reappeared and Leon clicked the knife image again.

Swish!

The knife reappeared in his hand.

"...Wait, what? This isn't supposed to happen."

Leon quickly opened the skill description.

[Name: Inventory]

[Rank: F]

[Description: Grants the ability to store up to five items in a personal sub-space, max weight 10kg each. Items remain in excellent  condition.

This skill can be leveled after a certain number of uses. Each level-up increases slots by 1 and weight capacity by 2 kg.]

[Mana: 30 per use]

[Cooldown: 10 minutes]

"It says the cooldown is 10 minutes... then how am I using it freely?!"

"Wait—what's my mana?"

[Mana: 120/150]

Leon's eyes widened.

"...That means I only used 30 mana."

And then it hit him.

"Fucking hell... It's a bug." Excitement flashed across his face as he rushed to the pile of rabbit meat.

He touched it.

"Store."

Swish!

10kg of meat disappeared.

He touched another pile.

"Store."

Swish!

The remaining 6kg vanished.

"Knife, Meat 1, Meat 2, Horns... That's four items. Withdraw." Leon spoke.

The inventory screen popped up again. This time, four of the five boxes were filled.

Leon clicked on the knife.

Swish!

It reappeared in his hand.

"Store."

Swish!

The knife vanished once more.

"Okay... Now, time for judgement."

He touched the rabbit fur.

"Store."

Swish!

It disappeared.

"Withdraw."

....Nothing happened.

"Inventory."

[Skill {Inventory} is on cooldown. 9:57 remaining.]

Leon's lips curled into an evil grin.

"So that means my suspicion was right... As long as the inventory isn't full, I can keep using it without triggering the cooldown.

Heh... this is gonna be fun."

Chapter 6 - Adaptive Body

The sun had dipped below the horizon, bleeding crimson across the sky, while twin moons climbed higher, casting a silvery glow over the land. The soft chirping of insects and rustling leaves accompanied Leon's weary footsteps as he trudged through the forest. His entire body ached, exhaustion weighing down on him like a lead blanket.

[Mana: 10/150]

[Inventory (F3)]

'I had to use this skill twenty-five damn times just to level it up twice...' Leon groaned internally. 'Four hours and twenty minutes wasted, just to increase my inventory slots. At least now I can store up to 14kg per item.'

His fingers twitched. Every limb felt heavy, sluggish. He could barely keep himself upright.

'And the worst part? If my mana drops below fifteen, my body feels like absolute shit. It's like something's sucking the life out of me—I can barely move, let alone think straight.'

His eyelids threatened to close as his steps slowed, but then—

"Wait... I should use that."

Leon gritted his teeth and activated his next skill.

[Extreme mana loss detected.]

[Mana absorption pores opening...]

[Mana absorption increased by 15%.]

[Low stamina detected. Converting stored fats into energy.]

Suddenly—

A strange, intense sensation rushed through him.

His stomach hollowed out slightly, his body tightening—before a surge of pure energy flooded his veins.

Leon's breath hitched.

"What the fuck...?"

He looked down at himself. His muscles felt stronger, his senses sharper. It was as if something had rewired his body, fueling him with raw hunger and vitality.

Energetic... and hungry.

A slow smirk tugged at his lips.

'This is interesting.'

Without another thought, Leon ran—his feet pounding against the dirt, the cold night air whipping against his face.

[Condition saved: {Mana Deficiency}.]

[The body will now adapt faster to this condition in future.]

He ignored the notifications. His thoughts completely focused on running.

Within minutes, he arrived at the village's gate.

Leon didn't slow down as he saw the two guards standing on the gate with mocking smiles on their faces.

"Leon?"

"You're alive?"

"You know the Chief's son was looking for y—"

The guards barely had time to react before he breezed past them, ignoring their words completely.

....

Finally, Leon reached in front of his house...

Knock. Knock.

He rapped twice on the door, shifting on his feet.

A few seconds later—

"Comiiiing~"

Elaine's sweet, melodic voice rang from inside.

Leon froze.

A slow shiver curled down his spine.

'Fucking hell, Her voice is like warm honey in my ears. I can jerk off to her voice...' Leon thought as more perverted ideas started taking over his mind.

He swallowed hard. His cock twitched.

Click.

Creek.

The door swung open—

And the first thing Leon saw was a pair of massive, jiggling tits.

Boing-Boing.

His entire body stiffened.

Elaine stood in front of him, her smile radiant—but all he could focus on was the way her heavy boobs bounced as she shifted slightly, her thin dress hugging her curves far too perfectly.

'Fucking hell...'

"Welcome back, Leo." she murmured, her lips curling into a warm smile.

Leon's throat went dry.

"Hello, Mom," he replied, barely holding his composure as he stepped inside.

But deep down—he was frustrated.

'No hugs today, I guess.' Leon thought.

'Yesterday, she grabbed my face and buried me in-between her huge boobs. I need that feeling again... I want to be suffocated between those huge, soft fucking pillows.' Leon thought, his smile turning perverse.

His thoughts were cut short when—

"Did you bring it? Did you bring it ?"

Selene's excited voice rang through the hall.

Leon looked behind Elaine and his entire world tilted.

Selene came rushing toward him—her bare tits bouncing wildly.

Pink, perky nipples. Swollen with silk and some bite marks over them.

Leon's cock twitched violently.

His pants suddenly felt too fucking tight.

"Selene!" Elaine sighed. "At least wash properly before coming out like that. Your breasts are completely exposed!"

But Selene didn't seem to care. She was practically bouncing in place, her massive tits jiggling with every movement.

Leon couldn't tear his eyes.

Her huge, soft pink areolas stood out against her pale skin covered in the bite marks of her daughter, the little drops of milk clinging to her flushed nipples making his mouth water.

'Fuck me...'

His cock throbbed, straining against his pants.

'Those are unreal.'

His breathing hitched.

Desperately, Leon shoved a hand into his pocket, gripping his cock hard—trying anything to stop it from pitching a visible tent in his pants.

'I want to hang on her boobs, play with them, bite them and leave my marks over them. I will make her my property after Elaine.' Leon thought as he cleared his second target.

 "Wait... You didn't bring any meat? But you said you'd bring meat tonight." Selene pouted, her soft lips forming an adorable frown. She stuffed her massive, jiggling tits back into her bodice, her fingers squeezing them into place, making them bounce deliciously.

Leon swallowed hard.

"Ah... Yeah, meat." He forced a casual smile, turning toward the door.

Elaine and Selene exchanged confused glances as Leon quickly stepped outside.

'Fuck! I almost messed up. I can't use magic in front of them before the Class-Identification Ceremony.'

Gritting his teeth, he activated his skill.

A translucent screen appeared before him, displaying seven compartments filled with supplies. His eyes scanned the options.

"Meat, meat... here." He muttered, selecting the 6kg slab of thick, juicy meat. Instantly, it materialized in his hands, still as fresh and red as the moment he'd stored it.