''Ray! Come on, silly, or we'll be late,'' a young woman's voice echoed across the town square.
Ray was turning eighteen that very day, and they had to head to the testing hall for the mana Gifts that every young adult received at this age. With his short blond hair, striking purple eyes, and handsome face that turned heads among the city's girls, Ray drew plenty of admirers, but his heart belonged solely to his childhood sweetheart, Holly Monroe.
She was the youngest daughter of Duke Monroe, was a total knockout with a fiery edge. Her orange hair spilled down like a wildfire, and her blazing orange eyes could burn through you. Ray was obsessed, couldn't take his eyes off her killer hourglass figure, those curves, her big chest, practically bursting out of that tight green dress she wore.
While looking at her walk down Main Street, he noticed a group of older men leering at her body, which didn't bother him in the slightest. Ray was proud of having such a beautiful girlfriend and wasn't the jealous type of guy, making Holly love him even more. He shook his head, catching up with her.
''Where is this temple? Shouldn't your father have had someone escort us, considering how much he loves you?'' Ray teased the orange-haired beauty.
Holly turned to him, a big smile stretching across her pretty face. ''Yes, but I did say I wanted to be independent. He did want to send Malekai with us, but that old man was moaning about traveling across Oakspire with us.''
''I don't blame him, he's fifty-eight,'' he replied, nodding. ''Must get tired easily being forty years older than us.''
The orange-haired woman nodded. ''Exactly, but Father likes him because his a powerful A-Rank Mage. Plus, he's been there since I was a little girl, so he's known to the family.''
Ray nodded as the two dodged several families leading their children toward the temple, and once they got there, the couple had to wait in line. Holly held onto his arm, whispering. ''I hope we both get something good, maybe they'll let us in the higher-tier dungeons with strong gifts.''
''Hopefully, I'd like a mage or warrior,'' he answered, smiling. ''You still want to become the best healer in Oakspire?''
''Of course!'' She happily exclaimed. ''I want to be able to heal you and our teammates whenever we get some.''
Ray's smile deepened at the sight of Holly's joy, and he settled in to wait their turn, his gaze drifting over the cluster of young people ahead, each celebrating or sullen over their new gifts. By the time they got to the front of the line, his attention snagged on an older man in overalls, likely the caretaker, wiping down the sun-warmed stone facade.
The older man stood over six feet tall, towering above most of the guests amid the crowd. He had the weathered look of a stereotypical caretaker, bald but with hair around the edges, a face that wasn't very handsome, and a slight paunch straining against his rumpled shirt. The man's stare locked onto Holly, lingering with unmistakable hunger.
She stood there oblivious, her form-fitting dress clinging like a second skin, emphasizing the lush swell of her hips and the generous curve of her ass. A flicker of heat uncoiled low in Ray, sharp and unexpected. Confusion twisted through him as he watched the older man's eyes roam over his girlfriend's body, tracing every inviting line.
Ray barely had time to process the stare before Holly's hand tugged him forward. Her excitement was electric, pulling him through the temple's arched doorway into a hall bathed in soft morning light. The air hummed with hushed voices and the scent of incense curling lazily upward.
Holly's focus was fixed on the altar ahead, where the gift-giving ceremony was in full swing. They reached the front, where a robed priestess stood, her hands poised over a shimmering orb that pulsed with an otherworldly glow. His girlfriend's orange eyes sparkled, her grip on his arm tightening as the woman beckoned her forward.
The crowd around them stilled, the weight of anticipation pressing down. The orb flared as she placed her hands on it, light fracturing into a wave of colors before coalescing into a radiant, emerald-green aura. The people around gasped. Whispers rippled through the temple staff as the orb's glow intensified, etching a symbol in the air.
A sigil that pulsed with power. ''S-Rank Healer,'' the priestess stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
The words hung in the air, heavy with disbelief. The other attendants froze, their eyes darting between Holly and the orb, as if the ancient artifact had betrayed their expectations. She blinked, her lips parting in a stunned smile, while Ray felt a surge of pride. The temple, for a moment, seemed to hold its breath.
''Congratulations, Holly Monroe!'' A man in robes suddenly said. ''Looks like this year will grant us many talented young ones. Now for Ray to test his gift to see what the oldest son from the Ashford Family produces this year.''
Ray stepped forward, finally seeing the orb that everyone talked about, the thing that opened doors or left people behind. He touched it only to feel a pull until it lit up like a rainbow. It lit up the temple like a disco, shocking everyone around as the name of his gift popped up.
[S Rank Elemental Mage]
This shocked everyone once again; their eyes bulged, but Ray was distracted as something popped up, scaring him.
[Cuck System Unlocked]
[Ray Ashford]
[Elemental Mage]
[Rank S]
[HP: 10]
[MP: 40]
[STAM: 10]
[INT: 10]
[CHA 30]
[POINTS: 0]
[SKILLS:]
[Welcome, Ray Ashford, this is the start of your journey to become the strongest through being cucked by the ones you love. This isn't a punishment, it's something that's deep inside you and your little Holly.]
'Huh?' He thought.
[This system will allow you to grow stronger every time your woman goes with another man. Depending on what they do, you'll earn points that you can spend on your Attributes. You'll get missions to complete, where you will be granted rewards, skills, and perks.]
'So you want me to let Holly fuck another man?'
[Yes, but it's something you're both interested in, even if she doesn't admit it straight away. Now it's best to be honest with your partners about the system, as they'll benefit from it as well.]
Ray felt his member twitch at the thought and remembered a conversation they had many years ago about her finding some of her father's guards good-looking. He didn't become jealous. Something was lit in him, and now it was bearing fruit with this strange writing popping up to him.
[Do you accept the system, Ray?]
'Yes,' he thought, excitement welling up inside him.
Following that, Ray felt Holly shaking him as her sweet voice reached his ears. ''My Love, are you okay? You're just staring at the Gift Ord.''
Before he could speak, something popped up.
[Mission: First Claim: Holly seduces the caretaker and gives him her first. Ray watches, no interference until it's finished - Reward: 100 Points + 1 to every Attribute - Skill Unlock: Fireball]
The young woman spoke again. ''Ray, you okay? You're staring like the orb hexed you.''
Her grin was electric, but her eyes searched his, sharp with that intuition he loved. He swallowed, heart hammering. The crowd chattered, but the caretaker's shadow loomed by the archway, his paunchy frame and hungry stare locked on Holly, her green dress clinging like a second skin.
Ray's gut twisted, not with jealousy but something hotter, darker. ''Holls,'' he whispered, pulling her away to somewhere private as the priests calmed the people. ''Something weird just happened. The orb… it gave me more than a gift.''
Her brow arched, playful but curious. ''Spill, birthday boy. What's got you looking like you saw a dragon?''
Away from prying eyes, he spilled it, the system, the mission, the deal. Her lips parted, shock morphing to a slow, wicked smile. ''Wait. You get stronger if I?''
She glanced at the caretaker, then back, her cheeks flushing. ''Ray, remember that guard I teased about? I wasn't just joking. I've always wondered.''
His breath hitched, arousal and dread tangling. ''You're into this?''
Holly's laugh was low, conspiratorial. ''If it makes us unstoppable? Hell yeah. Plus,'' she bit her lip, eyes glinting. ''It's kinda sexy, isn't it? We play the perfect couple, but behind closed doors.''
She trailed off, squeezing his hand as he finished her sentence, a smirk growing across his face. ''You're a total slut for other men?''
The orange-haired beauty didn't flinch, her gaze locking onto his with a fire that matched her hair. ''You've seen me, Ray. Every time I pointed out some rugged guard or cocky mage, you didn't bat an eye. You liked it. And the more you did, the more it woke something in me, something wild, something ours.''