"Continue.... Just what... what you were doing now... Continue that," Clara said as she slowly sat down on the toilet seat, not even paying attention to her shattered phone.
Her eyes fixed on Ethan’s cock shamelessly, not even paying attention to Mira, who was shaking from embarrassment. Her heavy tits were bouncing slightly.
Though initially reluctant, Ethan approached Mira and pulled her head back by the ponytail.
She moaned as Ethan lifted her up against the stall and, once again, this time finding the right spot, started to thrust right inside her slick entrance.
Further emboldened by Mira’s restlessness moans, they picked up pace once more.
The grotesque scene unfolding in front of Clara, Mira’s bouncing tits... Ethan’s balls slapping against the stall with every thrust.
"Fuck me..." Clara muttered under her breath, slowly undoing her own skirt, her legs spread apart, revealing her red pulsing pussy.
"Ngh!" Mira moaned. "More...!!...MORE!!!" she whispered into Ethan’s ears. He bit her aroused nipples as he started thrusting harder. Her pussy walls clamped hard against his impressive girth.
Clara spread her legs further apart and started playing slow circles around her own pussy. Ethan glanced down at her and groaned.
The three of them were pleasured in unison, the bathroom smelling of lust and the musky smells of cum as Ethan finished inside Mira.
Suddenly a notification-like interface appeared in front of his eyes, blurring his field of view.
[Host Conquest 1 reported.]
[....].
[Points awarded...0]
"What the fuck?" Ethan mutters to himself. In ragged breaths
He placed Mira on the floor, who was shivering from her own double orgasm, her enormous boobs heaving from the pleasure. Shortly after, Clara herself reached climax, sending rapid jolts of her own cum at Mira’s face and Ethan’s legs.
"That...was...awesome." Clara declared with excitement, brushing a strand of her disheveled hair away from her sweaty face as she moaned in climax.
Her legs wobble as she stands up and wipes her wet pussy with a tissue, then she looks to Mira.
"Wow... So much girth spent on you?" She says, almost with jealousy, Mira doesn’t say anything, pleasured beyond exhaustion. Clara approaches Ethan and wraps her hand around his cock, patting a tissue to the tip.
"I want...this." She looks at his cock, jerking its length slowly, mesmerized. Ethan groans a little. "Not now."
She hushes him before he could protest further, "Now," as she grinds her throbbing exposed pussy on his thighs, pulling him by the tip.
Ethan blushes. "You’re a bold one." "But we can’t risk someone reporting us to the dean later, I promise." He tells her off in ragged breaths as he puts on his jeans, looking down at Mira, who was still moaning in a state of bliss.
Clara nodded in disappointment and just gave him a middle finger. "Fuck you then," she said as she put on her skirt, slowly slipping on her panties. "Keep your promises then, pussy."
She looked down at the floor near Mira’s resting ass, cum leaking all around him.
"OH...MY GOD..." "MY PHONE," she knelt and picked it up. "IT’S SHATTERED."
Ethan hushed her, "Quiet, someone’s going to hear us!" As he adjusted his belt and rushed to leave, Clara followed shortly after, leaving Mira to her own aftermath.
When Ethan returned to his dorm, he immediately called out "Code 128." Eve appeared in front immediately.
"Why did I get no points for fucking Mira? What the fuck?" He asks, almost furious, Despite the freshness of the pleasure. He felt like that alone ruined the whole experience. "I’m no longer a virgin."
"You fucked a gooner girl." Eve said, offering no further explanation yet.
"A gooner girl? What the fuck is that?" He asks, "Mira is a gooner girl. You put shame upon the system when you fuck low-tier women. Despite you being a low-tier male yourself."
"What does that even mean?"
"To be concise, the system only rewards you once you fuck and induct high-tier women into your harem. High nobility, rich elites, and powerful and famous women with lives. To use the system’s generous powers on incels is disgraceful, and as such, no points have been rewarded."
Before Ethan could object any further, Eve continued, "However, upon conquering a female, the system seed bonus is applied directly and rewires their nervous system to become absolutely obsessed with the host, as was previously mentioned."
"So Mira is now... obsessed with me?’
"Yes, and it’s only a matter of time before she finds your dorm and asks for more sexual activities."
"Then what use is it to fuck a girl if it doesn’t level me up?" he quietly thinks to himself. "But hey, at least that adds a bit to my non-existent sex life."
"Furthermore, Mira averages 27 goons a week, the highest average goon rate on the entire campus."
Ethan’s jaw drops, completely in disbelief. "27!?"
"27 goons a week, yes," Eve repeats.
"So I chose the gooniest girl on the entire campus, is that what you’re saying?" Not only was she a nerdy loser, but she was apparently the god of goons. Even Ethan never managed to pump out such numbers in his prime; he almost chuckles to himself at the thought.
"Still," Eve continued, "once she is inducted into your harem, the more you fuck her, the more her ranking increases."
"Soooo...I fuck her enough times and eventually will start repeating direct rewards... besides...sex?"
"Precisely, it’s a linear correlation. Since you’ve chosen your first harem woman to be of such low rank, the more you fuck her, the more her rank will increase, and eventually you will receive more and more points."
"Interesting...Interesting, so what about Clara? She asked for sex; would I get any points out of that?"
"The system is unable to assess any potential targets until you have planted your seed within them."
All of a sudden, a handful of frantic knocks come rapping at the door. "Oh, that has to be Mira," he thinks to himself as he goes to open the door.
Mira stood there, breathing hard, no soul behind those eyes anymore, hoodie half-zipped like she’d thrown it on in a rush. Her cheeks were flushed deep red. She didn’t even wait for him to speak.
"I... I need it again."
Her voice was shaky, almost desperate. She pushed past him into the dorm without asking, kicking the door shut behind her with her heel. The second it clicked, she turned and stared at him like she was starving.
"I tried... I tried to go back to class. I couldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes, I just felt you inside. Still." She swallowed hard, eyes locked on the front of his jeans. "My pussy won’t stop throbbing. It’s been leaking since the bathroom. I had to change my panties already."
"It’s been 15 minutes...gosh." He muttered to himself under his breath, feeling slightly aroused once more.
She stepped closer, hands already reaching for his belt.
"Please... just put it back in. I don’t care if it’s quick. I don’t care if someone hears. I need you to fill me again."
Ethan caught her wrists before she could free him completely. She whimpered at the restraint, pressing her body against his, rubbing her thick thighs together like she was already close just from the contact.
"Mira—"
"I mean it," she cut him off, her voice cracking. "I almost touched myself in the hallway. I kept thinking about how deep you went. How heavy it felt when you came. I can still feel it dripping out of me." She looked up at him, eyes glassy and completely gone. "I’m not leaving until you fuck me again. Please."
Her free hand slid down and squeezed the growing bulge through his jeans, greedy and shameless. A soft, needy moan slipped out of her throat the second she felt him harden under her palm.
"See? It’s already waking up for me... it knows who it belongs to now."
She dropped to her knees right there in the middle of the dorm, yanking his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his cock. The second it sprang out, still half-slick from earlier, she stared at it like it was the only thing that mattered in the world.
"Fuck... it’s still so thick," she whispered, almost in awe. Then she leaned in and dragged her tongue slowly from the base all the way to the tip, moaning the whole way like she was tasting something addictive.
"I need it in my mouth first... just for a second... then I need it back inside me."
She didn’t wait for permission. She opened wide and took him as deep as she could, cheeks hollowing, eyes rolling up as she started bobbing with messy, desperate urgency. Spit already dripping down her chin. One hand braced on his thigh, the other shoved down the front of her own pants so she could finger herself while she sucked.
Eve’s voice echoed faintly in Ethan’s head, clinical and unbothered.
"Obsession level confirmed."
[Host’s Harem acquisitions: 1]
[Members: Mira Osley]
[Rank: 0, Goner girl]
Mira pulled off with a wet gasp, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.
"Please," she begged, looking up at him with pure hunger. "Fuck me on the bed. Or against the wall. Or on the floor. I don’t care. Just put it back in before I lose my mind."
She stood up on shaky legs, already shoving her pants and soaked panties down her thick thighs, turning around and bending over the edge of his desk without another word. Ass up, pussy glistening and still slightly swollen from earlier, a thin trail of his cum still leaking down one inner thigh.
"It’s still in me," she said over her shoulder, voice trembling. "I can feel it. Please... more."