"Shit," I mutter to myself, "I’m going to be late, ohhhh crap! Nicole won’t give me another chance."
Descending the school staircase, I maneuvered around my classmates, almost stumbling on the final steps. I barged out the school gates and crossed the street to the opposing side, where cafes were lined up.
I glanced at the time on my phone screen. "Fuck," we had agreed we’d meet at 1:20 sharp. It’s already 2 PM.
I’m so doomed.
I should have told her about the extra classes; I thought I could have skipped them, but apparently I was too much of a pussy for that
My heart raced as I approached the cafe, hoping against hope that she might still be there, waiting for me.
Just as I spotted her through the window i knew I had to think fast to salvage what was left of our afternoon.
Upon entering the cafe, my heart beating hard against my chest, I try my best at putting on a convincing smile and thinking of another excuse.
"Heyyy, Nicole," I say as I approach her, my legs feeling all wobbly.
"Sorry, I know, I know. I’m late as fuck."
And as she turned back her head, a figure sitting opposite to her revealed himself: Jack, the campus jock.
My stomach dropped at the sight of him.
I forced myself to breathe to calm my nerves.
Did she seriously ditch our date for the second time and not even make the effort to take another one elsewhere?
Am I really that worthless to her?
When she turned to face me, I caught a glimpse of guilt on her face, but it quickly transformed into a cold, disapproving glare. "What’s the time now, Ethan?" I glanced at my phone, already knowing the answer.
"It’s two twenty," I replied. She shrugged, her expression unfazed. "You’re a whole hour late, you know that? Come sit." She gestured toward the seat next to Jack, who eagerly patted the empty spot with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Against my better judgment, I take up her offer and settle next to Ethan, avoiding eye contact as I tremble with the hem of my hoodie.
Jack leaned back and splayed his arms across the booth. "Ethan, you’re a mess," he murmured. "Late, out of breath, and you’re still wearing that hoodie from yesterday."
I kept staring at the table. "I had extra classes," I replied, to which he repeated, "Extra classes," this time with a hint of humor. "Poor guy, Nicole. He went to more lectures."
"Look," I began, trying to keep my voice calm as she continued to browse through her phone while holding her iced latte in one hand.
"I apologize for being late. I truly am. Could we just—"
"What exactly can we do?" Nicole interrupted me and looked up at last.
"Change the time? Ethan, we did it last week. I offered you another opportunity. You failed miserably."
Yeah, so she decided to take Jack instead... How convenient for her.
She turned to Jack, rolling her eyes at me as if I wasn’t even here.
"See what I have to put up with. An hour late, didn’t even bother to text or call and show up all disheveled like some kind of tramp."
While they kept making me the butt of their jokes, I found myself unable to stop glancing at her boobs. The ample fellas were barely concealed by that red dress. She had no bra on, and her nipple seemed to be straining against the tight fabric, as if gasping for air.
Then I noticed Nicole glancing at me, then back to her boobs, next thing I know her iced latte is all over my face
SPLASH....
Jack pushed me out of my seat with one swift push. "Fucking pervert, what’s wrong with you, you goonerhead?" she yelled at me.
The whole cafe was looking at me, the barista was glaring at me, and I could only hope for the ground to swallow me up as I stood dripping.
I took what’s left of my dignity and charged out of the cafe, unsure where to hide my face.
I want to kill myself, genuinely. That’s all I could think of on the way back to my dorm. Worst case scenario, she says no, yeah, my fucking ass.
And soon enough, the entire campus will know about this...
I’m turning gay. That’s a decision i have made moving on, every date i have gone with women i either ended up being BROTHERzoned or absolutely humiliated.
It’s destiny now.
I locked the dorm room door behind me and just sat on the edge of the bed, an attempt at calming myself down. I immediately block Nicole everywhere and then resume doomscrolling in misery.
That’s when an advertisement caught my eye:
[Tired of being an incel?
Download Viral Harem and rewrite your story.
Warning: Not for the faint hearted.]
Below it, a single pulsing button appeared:
[DOWNLOAD]
For a long moment, I just stared at it as my mind went on replaying Nicole’s scream, "Fucking pervert!" and Jack’s laughter ringing in my head with that smirk etched on his face
"FUCKING PERVERT"
"FUCKING PERVERT"
"FUCKING PERVERT"
"Fuck it," I tapped the download button without a second thought
Suddenly my phone started vibrating aggressively as the link redirected me to a pink and white homepage that read:
[INSTALLATION COMPLETE]
[OPEN]?
"This better not be a virus," I sighed and clicked [OPEN].
The screen started glitching between pure white and black. A single line of neon pink text scrolled across the center:
Host recognized...
.....
[Ethan Cole.]
[Status: Bottom Tier.]
[Binding permissions granted.]
Binding permissions?
Before I could even question what it meant, my vision blurred as my head got lighter, and the world around me started spinning in circles, flickering pink lights swarming my vision shortly after.
I clutched my head, and yet, despite my best effort, I couldn’t utter a single word or scream
Host connection established.
Rebooting neural pathways.
Power transfer initiated.
And finally... Darkness.
I reclined on the bed with my head resting against the pillow, everything turning completely black.
I woke up face first on the pillowcase, saliva drooling from the corners of my mouth to the ends of my cheek. My head throbbing with a dull, heavy headache that makes me want to gouge my eyeballs out of their sockets.
"Fucking hell"
A large blue interface appears before ethan’s line of sight, catching him offguard
. On the corners of the interface, there are two naked busty women twerking, their full breasts jiggling at the edges like a pendulum.
"Oh. This must be the app. Fucking hell, what gooner shit is this"
"Do not insult the system, Host!" A loud voice from within Ethan’s head urges, sounding eerily human. "This system is your salvation!. If you wish to proceed with the guidelines, think "Proceed".
I see, he mutters to himself.
"Here are the host’s preliminary statistics as of day 0"
[Host: Ethan Cole]
[Sexual Stamina: 0. Avg: 4]
[Sexual conquests: 0 (Virgin), Avg: 6.5]
[Charisma: 2 (Dumbass), AVG: 5]
[Constitution: 5, AVG: 10)
[Proceed? YES/NO]
"Wow, so this is just like a..video game?"
The button vibrates a few times, [PROCEED? YES/NO]. Ethan proceeds.
"Hello, im eve, I will be your system assistant on your journey. Your stats are suboptimal, and frankly, I don’t know why the system chose you to show you the advertisement. Whatever" a circular figure says
"Uh...rude much?" he muttered, "Nobody chose anything? I just clicked a...link of some sorts".
He could barely remember the incident, though the date disaster was still fresh in his mind, whatever happened afterwards felt like a shattered memory.
Eve opened a new panel at the side of the interface
[System Gift, Day 0.]
"The system has rewarded its host with bonus superpowers to assist in the host’s first conquests." Eve says,
[Penis enlargement activate 4 cm —> 15 cm soft]
[...Activating...3...2....1....]
Ethan’s cock started twitching and throbbing inside his pants, as a groan of both pleasure and discomfort escaped his mouth "arghh.....my cock!"
"It seems you weren’t blessed with a proper size, host. 4Cm is subhuman" Eve says as she watches ethan’s transformation, his cock tearing through his tight underwear.
"Please maintain silence while the procedures complete"
Once the that was finished, eve proceeded with granting the remaining system benefits
[Charisma points x2...activating....2 (dumbass) ——> 8 (Charming dumbass]
[constitution and stamina improvement 5 ——> 15]
[activating...3....2...1.....]
A telekinetic force whips out ethan’s cock and pushes him on the edge of the bed, then two magical ghost tits appear infront him, instantly giving him a hard on "ooohhh my...is that you...eve?"
"No, host. That is not me."
The ghost tits envelope his shaft and start grinding against its length with masterful movements hitting the right spot, with excellent rhythm and pacing.
Before long, ethan’s cock exploded with extraordinary amounts of cum all over the bedsheets and onto the floor
"Oh yes...So good.." Ethan moaned in ragged breaths
.
He came once, then shortly after twice...then a third time again
And soon enough his balls were emptied of more seed. And when he had begged for more, he was now begging for it to stop.
"There is NO more in me!" "Mercy! Mercy!" he pleaded amidst the pleasure
[Constitution and stamina boosts successfully implemented in host....Next Boost]
[Physical modification...
[activating]
[3...]
The interface lit at him, as he lay disheveled and hazed on the bed, barely caught on to his breath. His enlarged cock shivering, his balls shriveled from use.
[2...]
[1...]
And that’s when his features started to mold itself into the female gaze’s ideals, His jawline, Now sharp as a knife.
His skinny fat body...turned into toned abs and muscle.
He propped himself up and opened his closet to admire himself in the closet mirror, taking off his shirt, flexing his muscles and marking his sharp jawline
"Ooohh...what a handsome man you are, this is fucking AWESOME"
"These are just preliminary benefits awarded by the system, host" eve says, popping up behind him through the mirror’s reflection
"the more conquests you achieve, the more bonuses you are awarded, and the more superpowers you are given"
Ethan turns to face the system assistant, curiosity lit up in his eyes "What other superpowers are there?".
"This knowledge is only accessible once you achieve their pee-requisites"
"Those being?" ethan asks
"That is irrelevant for now, host. You must focus on conquering as many women"
Another tab presents itself near the assistant. "Please click view inventory"
Ethan views his inventory, where many empty boxes appear, then suddenly the system fills out three of them with magical potions. Under them he reads "Catification potion", "arousal potion, and "submission potions"
"Hmm..So what use are these potions to me?"
"They are of no use to you, host. These are potions you’d use on the women you conquer. Upon conquering any woman and putting your seed inside her, she is turned into your personal submissive lover, with complete obsession with you."
"However, you could manage and modify them more according to your needs with these potions; you will be able to access more varieties the more you level up."
"Then what’s the use of having a submission potion or an arousal potion?"
"Some conquests, particularly arrogant women, could potentially resist the system’s brainwashing. The host must use it against them as a precautionary measure."
"Interesting," Ethan thought to himself; the assistant closed the tabs. "It’s now time you set on with your conquests; you can access the system by thinking "code 128" at any time.
"Happy conquering," Eve says as she disappears from his line of sight.
Ethan looks back at himself in the mirror and imagines all the busty asses he is about to fuck, and immediately, he imagines himself fucking Nicole and turning Jack into his personal catgirl.
"Lord have mercy upon my enemies" he grins mischievously at himself in the mirror as he admires his new form.