"So… I get strength rewards by fucking women?" Yukon muttered, staring at the glowing system panel. "A five percent increase in every attribute. Huh. That's actually not as bad as I thought - as long as it keeps boosting my physical abilities."
He leaned back against the hospital pillow, grinning like an idiot.
"I wonder what kind of evolution path I'll unlock…"
The thought made him chuckle. "So basically, the more girls I smash, the more I level up. Which means…" His smile widened into something downright unholy. "…as long as my stick works, my power can grow infinitely. All I gotta do is collect as much coochie as possible."
A thrill of electricity shot through his veins at the idea. He could see himself standing like a king, invincible and powered by sheer degeneracy.
Then the system's first objective flashed again.
[Objective 1: Smash at least one girl before the end of the week.]
Yukon's grin faltered. Reality punched him in the gut.
"Yeah… about that."
His mood deflated instantly as he remembered one very crucial detail, he had zero game. No female talent, experience, nothing. The same reason he was still a virgin.
He rubbed his face with both hands.
"Fuck me… no, actually, someone else has to fuck me. That's the problem."
Just then, the door opened and a nurse stepped in.
Yukon froze.
She was stunning with long legs beneath her white skirt, hips swaying with each step, and a figure that hugged her uniform just right. Her chest strained subtly against the fabric, every curve screaming perfection. Her dark hair was tied up neatly, but her lips were soft and glossy, the kind of mouth that could make a man forget his own name.
"By the gods, you're already awake?" she said, genuine disbelief in her voice. She moved gracefully to check the machines beside him, her perfume drifting into the air like temptation itself.
Then she turned, meeting his eyes with a smile so dazzling his stomach tightened.
"You're one lucky guy," she said.
When she placed her hand on his wrist to check his pulse, her touch was so soft that heat shot straight down to his groin.
Calm down, he told himself. Think about something else.
But instead, the redhead's bubble butt flashed in his mind.
Not that. Dammit. Think about how you died. The car. The pavement. Anything but ass.
"How long was I out?" Yukon asked quickly, forcing his thoughts away.
"Two days," the nurse replied, gliding toward the window. She tugged on the cord, letting sunlight pour in.
Yukon screamed. His skin burned instantly, pain searing across his body like fire. He scrambled to the far side of the bed, throwing the blanket over himself.
"What's wrong?!" the nurse gasped, eyes wide.
"The sun!" he groaned through clenched teeth. "Please… close the blinds!"
The nurse hurried back, snapping the blinds shut. The burning agony faded, leaving Yukon panting, drenched in cold sweat.
Her hands hovered nervously over him. "You… you're not allergic to sunlight, are you?"
Yukon looked up at her, heart racing. His mouth was dry, and for the first time, he noticed something else, her neck. The way her pulse beat softly beneath the pale skin, right where it would feel so good to sink his teeth…
So now Yukon had two problems.
He was horny and he needed blood.
"F*ck, I'm cooked," he muttered internally. "Didn't even realize I awakened as a vampire. This is bad. Really, really bad."
"It seems you're still not well," the nurse said, her voice soft but arousing.
Yukon's mind betrayed him instantly, painting quick flashes, her back turned, his stick pounding her from behind, her moans filling the room.
He clenched his fists under the sheets. His body was different now, his senses sharpened to a ridiculous degree. He could hear everything. Somewhere in the building, faint moans carried through the halls. Maybe a doctor railing a nurse. Maybe a patient sneaking some action.
Word was nurses were freaks anyway. Sluttier than Instagram girls who twerked for double taps.
"I wonder if she's one of those," he thought, licking his lips. "If I'm lucky… maybe she'll blow me. Maybe she'll let me drink from her."
But instead, she turned toward the door.
"Well, I just came to check if you were still breathing. Turns out you are," she said lightly. "Though running from the sun? That's pretty weird, you know. Another nurse will bring your breakfast."
She smiled again, devastating, flawless, enough to make his pulse race.
"You might wanna put on a shirt," she teased, pointing at his stomach. "Otherwise, no telling what the other nurses might do to you when they see those."
Yukon blinked, looking down. His abs were shredded, every muscle defined.
When the hell did I get a body like this?
Then the nurse was gone, leaving behind only her perfume, and his frustration.
Ding!
[Congratulations, Host!]
[First Erection Achieved]
[Stick Growth: 5.3 - 8.5 Inches]
[+5 Stick Points Earned]
[Skill Unlocked: Magic Stick]
Yukon's eyes widened.
"What the f*ck…?"
He yanked down his waistband and froze.
A monster stared back at him.
The Stick: 😌🍆