A naked man lay in an abandoned alleyway. His eyes seemed dazed as he got to his feet. A monstrous member hung between his legs, battered and bruised from abuse.
The man silently looked down and chuckled, "I should have just continued doing my job…. maybe I would have lived a normal life."
Bringing his hand to his face, he laughed loudly before walking to the road in front. It was a twisted laughter, one that gave off the feeling of pure despair and hopelessness.
'…. To think that I wanted to make use of my huge dick to become a pornstar…. haaaa' he thought as his previous memories ran through his head.
He had thought that just having a huge dick was enough but little did he know, stamina was the most sought after thing in the porn industry. He had seen guys who kept their dongs hard until the shoots ended, which usually took hours. Almost everyone had to take the assistance of 'professionally' prescribed drugs.
"Maybe I would have had a different outcome if I didn't go to that studio…" he muttered as he recalled the threats, abuse and extortion he was subjected to in the past few weeks.
"Welp. Atleast I can say that I died after fucking more than twenty women in a row." he chuckled as he looked to his left. A truck sped towards him on the road while it switched between looking realistic and foggy.
As it got closer, the man silently stood. He had wanted this, but he didn't expect that a truck would come this fast – like someone had heard his thoughts and decided to grand him a wish.
The truck stopped right in front of him. It was unnatural. It had just… stopped, giving off a feeling that the time around him had pause temporarily.
Before the man could move, he saw words on the windshield.
[I'll delete your browser history so feel free to thank me later. Maybe you'll put your rod to a better use next time, kid.]
Seeing this, the man smirked, 'Hallucinations? There's no way the stuff I read in books actually happens in real life.'
He expected the truck to unnaturally speed up and crush him to death in an instant but that didn't happen. Instead, he silently fell to the floor.
The truck turned illusory, transforming into a handsome young man. He sighed as he snapped his fingers.
'His fate was unnaturally tampered with. He's not on my list.' he mused as he watched the naked body disappear.
*****
In a small basement with thick walls, a group of twelve people sat on the floor while a middle aged bald man lectured them. The ones on the floor looked young, around their early twenties.
They all listened to the lecture, all except one young man.
He stared forward but he wasn't looking at his professor. Instead, his gaze was on the screen in front.
[Name: Amon]
[Class: None]
[Status: Unawakened]
[Congratulations!! You have been blessed with the SSS Rank Porn Streamer System!!]
Skills:
[Steal: Locked]
[Stream: Locked]
[Shop: Locked]
[Quest: Make someone horny for you.]
Before he could digest the sudden turn of events, he felt like his head exploded from the inside. His eyeballs rolled up as his body went limp and fell backwards.
"P-professor!! Amon!!"
The girl sitting behind him yelled as she looked at Amon's unconscious face that had landed right on her lap.
The people around them immediately got to action. One guy pressed his fingers to the side of Amon's neck while two girls rubbed the soles of his feet with their palms.
"He's alive… his pulse is slightly higher but he's fine." the guy said and the girls let go of the legs.
Soon, water was sprinkled on Amon's face which woke up him.
Still feeling his head pound rhythmically, he turned to his right to see a familiar face. It was extremely close to his face and the two of them stared at each other for a whole second before Amon got to his senses and crawled backwards in a flurry.
[Congratulations on making someone horny for you!!]
[Rewards: Unlocked Steal, Stream and Shop skills.]
Seeing this system message, Amon's expression turned complicated as he looked at the guy who was beside him a second ago. He was an extremely handsome guy and every girl in this room liked him.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to me." Amon said as he made a mental note to himself. 'Mike…. I didn't know he was gay. Damn… no wait, I'm not Amon. Transmigration? To think it was real…'
The professor nodded and watched Amon get back to his original place before he resumed his lecture.
Amon silently stared absentmindedly for a few seconds before he revealed a wry smile.
'A new beginning… Make good use of my rod huh? I'll try.'
With a thought, he opened up his system to look at his unlocked skills.
[Name: Amon]
[Class: None]
[Status: Unawakened]
Skills:
[Steal: Copy a skill of the person you have sex with. Success chance is varied.]
[Stream: Summon Camera Demons to stream your actions. 'Viewers' can donate Coins.]
[Shop: A store that sells various items.]
[Quest: Accumulate 100 Stream Points]
Amon clicked on each of the skills to learn more about them but other than Stream, which had another function, the other two were basically exactly what the descriptions said.
As for Stream, once he underwent an awakening, he could extract Mind Points. It had no name but every time he elicited a reaction from the actors in the stream, he would earn Mind Points. These could be used to raise his stats which would be available once he awakened. They could be used to raise the level of skills too.
Feeling satisfied with his transmigration gift pack, he glanced around at his 'classmates'. They were all people who came here for various reasons and grouped up. It was a rule to not ask about their circumstances unless they didn't mind talking about it on their own violation.
'Stream Points are the shop currency, MP is to level up my stats and skills while Steal helps me get more skills…. It's pretty solid.. Hmm… Stream Points are extracted secretly from the viewers based on their emotions? It's not straightforward but I guess I'll understand how it works in a few days or weeks.'