I always figured my first time would be awkward, maybe even disappointing.
What I didn't expect was to choke on a half-frozen meatball in my shitty studio apartment—pants down, hentai paused on my cracked phone screen, and my dick in hand.
It was supposed to be just another lonely Friday night. Heat up instant ramen, get off, pass out. Same routine as always. But this time, the cheap-ass microwave betrayed me, and one rubbery meatball lodged itself in my throat before I could even hit play.
I died a virgin.
And somehow, I woke up with a stiff breeze on my bare ass.
I jolted upright, heart hammering, lungs gulping in air—not thick with city smog, but crisp and strangely sweet. My skin tingled. The concrete of my apartment was gone. Beneath me was warm grass, and above... two suns hung in the sky, casting golden light over a rolling landscape of forests and distant stone buildings.
"What the actual fuck...?"
I was naked. Not just naked—different.
Gone was my skinny, caffeine-abused body. In its place were lean muscles, defined abs, and biceps like I'd been grinding gym reps in my sleep. Even my... equipment seemed enhanced. Bigger. Thicker. Hanging heavy between my thighs like it belonged to someone who actually had sex.
[System Initializing…][Analyzing Host: No previous breeding experience detected.][Condition: Virgin Death Detected. Assigning System: BREEDING PROTOCOL V1.0][Welcome, Host.]
A soft female voice echoed in my head—not robotic, not cold. Almost seductive.
"What the hell?!" I scrambled to my feet, trying to cover myself with my hands, looking around for a camera crew or an acid trip exit sign.
[You have been selected by the Breeding System.][Mission: Breed compatible females. Impregnation grants stat increases, skill unlocks, and system evolution.][First Target: Mira, 23. Human. Fertility Rating: High. Location: 0.2 km North.]
A transparent blue interface blinked into view, floating just ahead of me like some kind of hologram. A mini-map lit up with a red dot. Text scrolled beneath it, clear and unforgiving:
[Warning: Current Attributes: All Stats – Base Human Level.][Note: Impregnate to Evolve.]
I blinked at the display, then pinched my arm.
Still here.
Still naked.
Still... apparently the chosen one of some absurd fantasy sex-RPG.
"This is a dream," I muttered, though the wind on my skin and the distant hum of birdsong said otherwise. I took one hesitant step north. Then another.
What else was I supposed to do? Go the other way and die a second time?
The village came into view like something out of a medieval sim game—stone cottages, narrow dirt roads, a windmill spinning lazily in the breeze. A few people passed me, dressed in tunics and loose peasant clothes, but no one screamed or even looked shocked at the sight of a naked man walking into town.
Either public nudity was normal here... or the system was hiding me somehow.
[Pheromone Cloak Active – Visibility Diminished Unless Engaged.]
Okay, that was creepy, but also convenient.
Then I saw her.
Leaning against a tavern doorway, wiping sweat from her brow, was a woman that could've stepped off a hentai cover page. Short auburn hair. Generous curves that strained her corset. Tan skin dotted with freckles. Full hips. Bare arms strong from manual work, but soft in all the right places.
As I approached, the interface pinged.
[Target Identified: Mira – Barmaid. Status: Single. Ovulation Window: Active.][Suggested Approach: Light Charm or Physical Assistance. Consent Required for First Breeding Attempt.]
"Mira…" I repeated under my breath.
She glanced up as I stepped closer, blinking once. Her eyes lingered—first on my face, then lower, a smirk curling on her lips.
"Well, someone's bold," she said, cocking a hip. "Did you get robbed or are you just trying to get a drink for free?"
I stared. Her voice was sultry with a touch of amusement, like this wasn't even the strangest thing she'd seen today.
"I, uh… just arrived in town," I stammered. "Bad luck with clothing."
She laughed, wiping her hands on a towel. "Looks like you've got good genes, at least. Maybe that'll earn you a pint."
The system pinged again.
[Consent Probability: 64% – Pheromone Aura Increasing Arousal.][New Skill Unlocked: Passive – "Lust Field I"]
Her eyes drifted back to my chest. She bit her lip, just barely.
"Well... if you're looking for a place to clean up, we've got a washroom around back," she said, flicking her eyes toward the tavern's side alley. "No promises it's private."
I swallowed. My cock twitched involuntarily.
[Opportunity Detected: Breeding Scenario Available.][Initiate Event? Y/N]
This had to be a dream.
A really, really good one.
"Lead the way," I said.