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Plugged In: I got Isekai’d into a Sexbot (Now I Must Save The World)

Warning: This work contains a LOT of erotic content. Read responsibly. Or irresponsibly. We don't judge. If you're after something funny, filthy, and unapologetically ecchi, with real action, real romance, and a surprising amount of heart buried under all the chaos, then welcome home. Expect at least 400+ chapters. New chapters daily (minimum two, sometimes more). A story that will have you cackling one chapter and clutching your chest the next. Buckle up. --------------------- Synopsis: An unemployed virgin dies choking on sushi in his parents' basement (don't ask), and wakes up as a divine, fully-loaded sex robot in a world where no man can get aroused, and no woman has felt satisfied, in over twenty years. He was supposed to be a glorified pleasure appliance. A very well-engineered toaster with benefits. Built by a genius half-dwarf inventor and her drop-dead-gorgeous elf mother, he was never meant to have opinions, let alone feelings. Then a stolen god-crystal short-circuited the whole plan, and now he's got a soul, a conscience, an ever-growing harem of the world's most powerful (and horniest) women, and... somehow, against every reasonable expectation, the fate of an entire cursed continent resting on his glowing metal hips. To lift the curse, he has to bed his way across the map: centaurs, dragon-kin, demon royalty, forest goddesses, dwarven princesses, and at least one deity with genuinely concerning intentions. Along the way he's collecting a found family of misfits, a body count of increasingly ridiculous enemies, and, despite his creator's very firm rule against it... quite a lot of actual feelings. Expect comedy that never lets up, action that hits harder than it has any right to, a slow-burn found-family romance nobody saw coming, and a plot that keeps escalating in ways nobody could've predicted (including, frequently, the author). Weird. Unhinged. Weirdly wholesome underneath it all. Come for the sex robot, stay for the divine conspiracy. Enjoying the ride? Ratings, reviews, and power stones keep this thing alive. Show some love! Let me know if you want it punchier, shorter, or leaning harder into a specific angle (comedy vs. plot vs. romance).
rompsku22 · 281.4k Views

Naruto: the Uchiha Rules the World(Continued)

“Kindness built upon others’ suffering is the most hypocritical kind of kindness.” — Uzumaki Kushina ——— A bloodstained Uchiha boy walked toward the main gate, carrying three human heads. All three heads wore masks, their faces impossible to identify. This boy was Rengoku, rushing back from Kusagakure after being rescued by Muku and Ryuzetsu. He traded a single piece of intel for a special rapid treatment. He never dared stop, not even to change clothes, heading straight back to Konoha. When he reached the village gate, gatekeepers Kamizuki Izumo and Hagane Kotetsu stepped up immediately to confirm his identity. “Uchiha Rengoku, mission in Kusagakure.” While flipping through the file in his hand, Hagane Kotetsu gave the heads a quick look. “Did something unexpected happen?” ——— “Looks like I made it in time.” Hearing the clan meeting had just ended, Rengoku finally let out a breath of relief. He had been rushing nonstop, didn’t even change clothes, and managed to make it back before the night of the clan extermination. The Uchiha clan meeting had wrapped up already. Konoha had learned from Itachi about the Uchiha coup plan. Danzo had likely already ordered Itachi to wipe out the clan. Itachi was probably contacting Tobi these past few days, preparing to move. But now that he’d made it back, there was still a chance to gamble. ——— For Rengoku, this was only the beginning. As long as he protected the Uchiha clan, its members would become his endless source of chakra. The rise of the Uchiha was the road to his own power. He would one day become the god of the Uchiha. And even, the GOD OF THIS WORLD. (It is being continued from Chapter 336. To read previous chapters, search the name.) ═❀IT'S A TL❀═ RAW:
Ambitious_Guy_2 · 943.1k Views

Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation with him. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! No mother betrayal either!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/BUnnWjnWZw check out more- https://ko-fi.com/jin_moon Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!
Jin_moon · 4.2m Views

Dominion System

This wasn't how the world ended. Nothing collapsed. Nothing burned. It simply... changed. One rule at a time. When the sky turned metallic and a galactic evaluation system announced Earth's selection for civilization assessment, no one was ready. In the middle of a boring economics lecture, Arjun Mehta noticed the change before anyone else did — not the chaos, but the pattern behind it. Within minutes, Earth was ranked Civilization F. A countdown began. Creatures descended. Cities burned. And Arjun was chosen. Bound to the Galactic Command System and designated Commander, he jumped from a classroom window into an alien invasion with nothing but a prototype rifle, a basic drone, and a survival probability the system wasn't optimistic about. What followed was not a hero's rise. It was adaptation. Fight by fight, Arjun learned the invasion's logic — the creature units, the Elite Units, the Phase Shifts, the Overdrive's cost, the difference between surviving a threat and understanding it. Each escalation revealed a new layer of the evaluation system's design. Each victory produced a harder question. When Phase 2 initiated and the city's geography became contested territory, Arjun's fight changed from survival to strategy. Three ordinary people — Aarav, a grounded former footballer turned defensive anchor; Anaya, a phone-addicted girl whose emotional speed was becoming something sharper; and Kabir, a cautious engineer who looked at every broken system and saw what it could become — had stayed when they had every reason not to. They became a squad. Then a faction. Then something the other commanders in the city's zone contest would have to account for. Because the galactic evaluation system wasn't just testing whether humanity could survive. It was testing whether humanity could dominate. And somewhere in the city's contested zones, in the growing blue territory on a map that had once been entirely red, Arjun Mehta was beginning to understand that the evaluation had rules. And rules could be broken.
Sanzo_ · 84.7k Views