She Grabbed his D***

"He's poor," said another Naughty Queen, Dorica. "Everyone at the academy knows. Better call security!"

This made Denny happy because it would help him experiment more about his system. He glanced at the Naughty Queens and saw both their affection and lust on zero. There was a heart near the affection panel but Denny didn't pay it more attention. He wanted to apply one at a time theory. 

When he shifted his gaze at Belle, the shopping mall attendant, a smile climbed over his face like a liana. The beauty's affection was on 5%, her lust on 20. Did she love chubby guys? No way! She must be a gold digger and was attracted to money that she thought Denny had.

Well, maybe not. However, there is no way a beauty like her would have accepted a job as cheap as that if she had money. She was probably poor and facing life problems which required so much money. That would explain the fact why her numbers were higher than those of the Naughty Queens. 

'Why am I giving her too much analysis?'

Denny scolded himself for spending much time pondering about her and judging her. Maybe she was not a golddigger and just loved how Denny looked cute.

Whatever the reason, there was a worried expression on her face when the Naughty Queens said Denny was probably a thief. 

'Understandable!'

It was not something good to confront someone you have been treating like a master. It was difficult. No! Easy for some people and enjoyable, difficult for others and heart breaking. Belle seemed like the later. It would be so heartbreaking for her to kick Denny out after finding that he was not as she expected. 

"Can you girls stop what you're doing?" Belle shouted at the Naughty Queens, glancing at Denny as if to ask if they were not lying. 

"It's public harassment and can land you in trouble if he's not found guilty," she continued. 

The Naughty Queens burst out laughing.

"Not guilty?" It was their leader, Lynn. "You're wrong if you think we're lying. This is not the man you're waiting for in your life. Better call security before it's too late."

'So, they also know that she wants a rich guy?' Denny thought. 'They really must be friends.'

Denny had allowed to them badmouth him as much as they wanted. More insults to him more humiliation to them after proving them wrong. 

"I said, stop or I'll call security on you first!" Belle shouted again, shifting her gaze toward Denny with an apologetic expression.

"Young master, sorry for this rude behavior. I'll make sure they pay for it if they continue." 

She then cleared her throat. 

"What are your favorite colours and brands?"

There wasn't many gym suits for Denny's size. He ended up buying whatever he found fitting. After considering some other factors of course. 

He chose the most expensive sneakers available. Nike Spacecraft. This one was considered classic because of how long the company called Nike had survived. It wasn't easy for any one to put their hands on its products. 

The Naughty Queens followed Denny like a tail as he filled his cart with bags, laughing at his every decision. 

"Spacecraft?" Dorica. "Are you for real? Even my boyfriend can not afford it?"

Others would laugh. 

Soon, it was time for payment. Belle seemed nervous. Denny handed her his card and stood aside, staring at the Naughty Queens with a vigilant eye. He didn't want any of their reactions to escape his sight. 

The telling machine flashed green when Belle swiped the card over it. She tried to hide it but Denny could tell she was letting out a sigh of relief internally.

Denny glanced at her numbers and saw her lust shooting to 60%. 

"Add a 5% tip!" He told her. 

She stared at him in disbelief.

"But that's a lot!"

True! Denny had bought expensive outfits and their 5% sure was a lot. However, he wanted to see if it was money that was responsible for her increased numbers.

"You're a professional. You deserve it."

"Thank you, young master!"

Her lust rose to 80%

The Naughty Queens stared at him with widen eyes.

As for Naughty Queens, he stared at them with disdain, internally smiling at the changes happening on their stats. 

For Lynn, her affection stayed as it was. Only her lust increased. The same went for two more girls. As for the remaining two, Dorica and Natalie, their affection was the one that increased.

By now, Denny was not so sure if whoever loved money would have increased lust, increased affection for whoever thought he was cute, whoever pitied him or whoever felt guilty for harassing him. 

'I'll have to confirm later!'

Now, he wanted to hear what they had to say. 

"Apologize!" It was Belle. She was looking at them with killing intent. 

"Denny, we're sorry!" They said at the same time.

He ignored them.

"Belle, can you recommend me a nice coach?"

***

For some reason, OG gang was not at the gym. Denny ended up training in peace.

'This feels good!'

At some point, he had to take a pause and talk to Amellia. She had reached his apartment and was getting along with Denny's mom. He sang for her, told her what was his relationship with Amellia and said he would visit her as soon as possible. 

Now, the training was over and Amellia was on her way to pick him up. On his way out, Belle approached him. 

She was still grateful for his tip and they ended up exchanging phone numbers. 

Denny had no objections to it. He still needed to experiment his system and she was a beauty. Since they were going to meet so often on his trips to the gym, befriending her sounded like a great idea. 

Soon, he stepped out of the gym wearing a jumper and a jogger pant. He had already took a bath inside the gym. 

Amellia offered him a mischievous smile as he passed in front of the car heading for the other door.

"I can see how much you've missed me," he said while locking the door. However, instead of hearing her words, he felt her hands on his groin, rummaging as if she was trying to remove his pants. 

He shifted his gaze to her and was shocked by what he saw. The succubus had already unzipped her jacket, her enormous breasts out. The gesture alone made Denny's dick throb.

"What are doing? We're in the middle of the road."

She grabbed his throbbing dick and glanced at him. "Who gives a damn?"

Following her question, his little brother was swallowed.

'...What a sweet welcome!'