[Congratulations, User, for having successfully fucked a key female character, Michiko Minamoto, in the real world.]
[Her virgin asshole has been thoroughly deflowered by you. She has become your personal slut and a certified cock addict.]
[Corruption: 80%. Obedience: 75%.]
[Reward: Skill "Isolation Field"]
Waking up the next day, fully refreshed after a wild night of depraved sex, was already one of the best feelings. And to have the system notifications like these flash in my vision the moment I opened my eyes was the fucking cherry on top.
Not to mention the reward was another skil!!!
"Looks like my dear MILF Michiko is one lucky charm for me."
Giving a thumbs up to Michiko in my heart and vowing to fuck her even wilder next time, I opened up the skill's information panel.
❖——[Isolation Field]——❖
Description:
When activated, it creates a field ranging from 1 meter to 10 meters in diameter around the user, isolating the field into a separate, layered pocket of space.
From the outside, the field cannot be seen into, heard through, or entered without the user's direct permission.
To creatures outside, the user and other people marked by the user disappear inside the field, while the surroundings and other objects remain unchanged.
However, the user and anyone he allows retain full visual and auditory awareness of the outside world.
Activation Limitation:
Once set, the field's radius cannot be altered until deactivated. The barrier always remains centered on the user and moves with them.
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In fact, when I didn't receive any notification from the system after fucking Michiko, I was somewhat dissatisfied, thinking that the changes I'd wrought on Michiko were too minor to register.
But now it seemed that because Michiko was unconscious, the changes in her took place after she woke up, and only then did I get these notifications.
Speaking of the changes in Michiko, I immediately opened up her character panel to take a look at the full extent of my handiwork.
——[Michiko Minamoto]——
* Role: Housewife, Shizuka's Mother
* Age: 33 years old
Submission Index: —
* Corruption: 80
* Obedience: 75
* Desire: 45
Personality: —
* Lustful, and has a special feeling for the user. Inherently kind, but strict in matters concerning Shizuka.
* Loves to play piano, eat and cook curry rice, and suck and get fucked by the user's cock.
* The pearl necklace given to her by her husband and daughter is no longer her most precious thing.
* Because she had crossed the boundary of immorality and had tasted the taboo provided by you, she had changed fundamentally from within, and she would never be the same again.
Sex: —
* After being thoroughly ruined last night, having her tight ass's cherry popped, and having her sweet little pussyhole pounded into a swollen, aching mess, her womb is still brimming with the user's seed.
* She's currently resting in her bed, and her body is recovering from the brutal fucking. If left unchecked, there's a 40% chance of her getting pregnant.
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"Fuck yeah!"
Although I had expected the progress to be fast, this exceeded my expectations a little, especially the changes in her [Personality], clearly indicating that the changes this time were fundamental ones.
Perhaps I could walk into her room right now, confess about my whole plan from the beginning, and tell her I was leaving, and she would still abandon her husband, grab her daughter, and follow me.
'Did I really fucked her that hard?'
I mused to myself with a meaningful smile.
But in fact, it was all fantastic news. I even wondered what would happen when her Corruption and Obedience finally hit that sweet 100.
The possibilities made me excited, and my cock erect. If Michiko weren't on bed rest, I might have really pounced on her to grind her remaining corruption and obedience values.
Unfortunately, she needed to rest, and so I decided to stick to my original plan and train my MILF Slave No. 2.
Moreover, with this new skill, Isolation Field, in my arsenal, I was having even more wild and depraved ideas flooding my mind.
The things I could do to these women in a space where no one could see or hear them scream my name... The thought alone was almost enough to make me cum.
After enough fantasizing, I made no more delays, got myself freshened up, and wolfed down a quick breakfast before heading out to Nobita's house. It was Sunday, so there was no school to get in the way.
The breakfast was prepared by Mio, who had been staying here and taking care of Shizuka.
Speaking of Shizuka, due to what happened last night, she had been avoiding my eyes and was flustered around me since morning. She might have already run away in embarrassment if Mio weren't there.
But Shizuka's indoctrination wasn't complete, and she still needed more "knowledge" drilled into her pretty little head, so I let her cook in her own imagination for now.
I took my leave as Mio led Shizuka away for a shopping spree to feed the girl with more "special knowledge."
As for Michiko, there was no need to see her.
Leaving her alone to marinate in my absence would only make her more desperate, more eager when I finally returned for her.
Besides, the female doctors were already there to tend to her needs. They were professionals, well-trained and experienced in handling these exact kinds of situations.
Since they had also done the same kind of work for my father and grandfather many times, I wasn't worried in the slightest.
On my way, I had my bodyguard buy some new toys and the latest comics. Armed with my supplies, I arrived at Nobita's house and pressed the doorbell.
Ding-dong!
"Coming... Y-you!"
Tamako's voice squeaked in panic when she opened the gate and saw me standing there.
However, I completely ignored her flustered state and looked straight at her chest. Her breasts looked perkier and pointier than usual, causing the fabric of her shirt to stretch tight over two obvious points.
Naturally, it was because her nipples were erect, and I knew the reason for it well.
In fact, yesterday, after I'd fucked Tamako unconscious in the hotel, I'd ordered Mio to take her home and, more importantly, to tie a thin thread tightly around Tamako's sensitive nipples while also warning Tamako not to dare remove it without my permission.
And now, looking at Tamako, I could see she'd obeyed my orders. The thin thread was still there, digging into her tender flesh, making both nipples stand out like bullets.
Even through her bra, I knew that with every step she took, her engorged, hypersensitive nubs would rub against the fabric and keep her wet and aroused.
It would also make her paranoid, convinced that everyone could see her secret shame, that everyone knew what a dirty little thing she was.
And that was exactly the point. I wanted her to feel that deep, burning shame, to feel helpless and exposed, with absolutely no solution in sight.
Knowing that the effect was as I had anticipated, a wave of smug satisfaction washed over me as I brushed past her, heading inside while casually giving an order to her.
"Bring me some juice and snacks later."
Upstairs in Nobita's room, the dumbass Nobita and his blue robot were practically bouncing off the walls with excitement when they saw me and the bag of goodies I carried.
Because they were too excited, their thanks were a hurried, jumbled mess of words. So I stopped them early and directly turned on the new video games I'd brought.
While we were playing, Tamako came into the room as I had expected, bringing juice and snacks.
As she bent down to place the tray on the floor, the fabric of her clothes dragged against her tortured nipples, and I watched her face contort as this simple motion sent a jolt of both pleasure and sharp stimulation through her chest.
She visibly faltered, and her knees nearly buckled right in front of her own son.
Seizing the opportunity in an instant, I pretended to take the tray from her hand, touching her hand in the process and activating Eros Touch, which immediately caused an invisible surge of raw pleasure to shoot through her body.
Her eyes widened, and she leaned forward. A choked gasp escaped her lips as she fought to suppress a full-blown groan.
The whole thing happened too fast for anyone to process except me, who immediately adopted a mask of concern and asked.
"Auntie, are you alright?"
"I-It's nothing… I just suddenly have a stomachache." No one noticed the flicker of deep shame in her eyes because of the humiliating mix of pleasure from my touch and the lie she was forced to tell.
"Mom, are you alright?"
At that moment, Doraemon and Nobita also reacted, but before they could say anything, I stood up.
"Let me help you, Auntie."
Playing the part of the helpful young man, I put one of my hands on her back to steady her, and the other grabbed her arm.
As I "helped" her, my fingers deliberately hooked the strap of her bra behind her back. With a sharp, malicious tug, I shifted it, pulling the fabric even tighter across her chest. I didn't push my luck further in front of the kids, but the damage was done.
The simple adjustment tightened the thin threads around her nipples even more brutally. They were already sensitive beyond belief, and this new, tighter restriction was the last straw that caused a helpless moan to escape her lips.
"Haang!"
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