The next morning, I woke up with a strange sensation, a tingling at the back of my mind. It was as if something had shifted overnight, a subtle but undeniable change. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the lingering effects of sleep, but the feeling persisted.
System Initialized. Welcome, Joey Stewart. Your life is about to change.
I jolted upright, my heart racing. What the hell? Did I just hear a voice in my head?
Yes, you did. I am your personal system, designed to assist and enhance your life.
Your starting skill is mind reading or superstrength.
Mind reading or superstrength? Those both sound pretty awesome.
You can't choose both the skills at your level. Once your level increases, other possibilities will be unlocked.
Oh, so it's like a video game. I see. Hmm, mind reading sounds intriguing. Peeking into other people's minds could be really fun.
Mind reading, for the inital level you can only read the surface thoughts of the user once it evolves other aspects of it will be open to use, for evolving it you need to earn points. as of now your ability is mind reading [lv1] and it can go upto level 3, points will be given when you feel happy and pleasure. Enjoy your new ability, Joey.
I took a deep breath, trying to wrap my head around this surreal turn of events.
As I stood there, still reeling from the revelation of my new ability, I decided to put it to the test. I made my way to the neighbor's flat, unit 1002, where a married couple lived. They weren't exactly friendly, but that didn't matter now. I knocked on the door, my heart racing with anticipation.
The door creaked open, and there stood Maria, a 35-year-old woman with an apron tied around her waist. Her green hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and her black eyes held a mix of surprise and annoyance at my unexpected visit. But it was her body that truly commanded attention. Her huge, juicy tits strained against the fabric of her apron, threatening to spill out at any moment. The apron did little to hide her curves, and I could see the outline of her nipples poking through the thin material. Her waist was delight, accentuating her hourglass figure, and her hips flared out, promising a world of sinful delights. She was a classic MILF, the kind of woman who could make any man's fantasies come true.
"Joey, what do you want?" Maria asked, her voice sharp and impatient. But I barely heard her. I was too busy trying to activate my new mind-reading ability.
Alright, system, let's see what Maria's thinking.
System Response: Activating mind-reading. Scanning Maria's thoughts...
Suddenly, a flood of images and sensations filled my mind. Maria was thinking about her husband, how he had been distant and cold lately, more interested in his stupid corporation than in her. She was frustrated, lonely, and deeply unsatisfied. Her thoughts drifted to her own desires, to the things she craved but never got from her husband. Images of passionate embraces, of strong hands exploring her body, of a man who could fulfill her every need.
I gasped, the intensity of her thoughts almost overwhelming. Maria's eyes narrowed, and she took a step back, her hand moving to cover her chest as if to protect herself from my intrusion.
"What are you doing, Joey?" she demanded, her voice a mix of confusion and suspicion.
"Nothing, Maria i wanted sugar, you see i ran out of it can you bring me some sugar". I thought, trying to regain my composure.
"Okay wait, let me bring it for you"
System that was intense i was filled with maria's thought, these are the surface though i was shocked how much a human thinks, system from now on show me the thought's concerning me.
System Response: UNDERSTOOD, Mind-reading can be overwhelming at first. Remember to focus and control the flow of information.
I nodded, still processing the flood of sensations and images. Maria's thoughts had been a window into a world of desire and frustration, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for her. But there was also a spark of something else, a dark and dangerous curiosity that made me want to explore further.
"Is everything okay, Joey here is your sugar." Maria asked, her voice softer now, almost vulnerable.
[Why this rascal came here in the morning? And why can't he buy his groceries before the time? What are we, his supermarket?]
so these are maria's thought about me, you bitch who you calling rascal.
"Yeah, everything's fine, Maria. Just... just having a bit of a weird day thanks for the sugar maria.", I replied, my mind still reeling from the experience. Thanks for your time. I'll see you around.
As I turned to leave, I couldn't help but wonder what other secrets lay hidden in the minds of those around me. With my new ability, I had the power to uncover them all, to delve into the deepest, darkest corners of the human psyche. And as I walked away, I knew that my life would never be the same again.
I heard a knock on my gate, and I was puzzled. Who could be here at my gate? I opened the gate, and there stood. Christina, the daughter of the apartment's owner. She was a striking figure, her long, wavy pink hair cascading down her back, framing her sharp, angular features. Her gold eyes held a mix of arrogance and contempt, especially when they were fixed on me. She had a tall, slender figure, accentuated by her tight-fitting clothes that left little to the imagination. Her attire often consisted of low-cut tops and short skirts, designed to draw attention to her ample cleavage and shapely legs. Her lips were full and often curled into a sneer when she was addressing me, a clear sign of her disdain.
"Christina, what a surprise," I managed to say, trying to keep my composure. "What brings you here?"
She raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eye. "I was in the neighborhood and dad asked me to collect the money, so hurry up and bring me the money you looser."
I stepped aside, gesturing for her to enter.
She looked at me with a disgusted face. "Do you really think I will come in your room, you loser?" she flared at me.
I reasoned with her, "Aah, the money is too much; you need to count it also. So you can come here inside and sip the tea while I am counting the money."
As she walked past me, I caught a whiff of her perfume, a heady blend of jasmine and vanilla that made my head spin.
This bitch, how dare she spoil my room? I worked so hard to clean it.
"You have a very clean room," she commented, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Not many boys can keep the room clean. Good, at least you have a good room, not a good face though."
I kept quiet, giving her a snide smile as I handed her a tea. "Count the money fast; I am in a hurry," she said impatiently.
"I replied, "Yeah, bringing." I handed the money to her and asked her to count it again. She was annoyed by my request but still chose to do it.
Meanwhile, I turned my attention to the system, Show me something about Christina. Let me read her mind.
System Response: Activating mind-reading. Scanning Christina's thoughts
Christina was thinking about her latest shopping spree, the expensive bag she had bought with money she had stolen from her father. She was worried about getting caught, but her desire for luxury items always won out. Her thoughts were a mix of excitement and guilt, a dangerous combination that kept her on edge.
Okay, I am going," Christina said, standing up and ready to leave.
"Wait, Christina," I replied, a smirk playing on my lips.
"Huh? What happened?" she asked, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Last time when I handed out money, you said to the owner that you lost some money on the road. But you didn't tell him that you took that money to buy a very expensive bag. And not only that, you've been stealing money from your father consistently," I said, my voice steady and confident.
I could see Christina freeze up, her eyes widening with shock at my revelation. She was caught off guard, her usual arrogance replaced with a mix of fear and embarrassment