NTR. 1

Prologue

"This is a joke... Right?" Tears streamed down their/my face. Were they his tears or mine?...

Was there even any difference?

One cried because of a broken heart, trust, and outright betrayal.

The other one cried because of the irony, the cruel fate, and the fucking point of being transported into a world where true happiness was hardly possible.

Both had reason to cry, and both were devasted. Both were at their lowest.

"Hehehhhee..." They cried and laughed at the same time. The passerby who witnessed the sight quickly fastened up their pace, and others whose eyes were dead threw an understanding look, yet they held no pity, for there was no pity left in them.

They understood.

I understood.

"Hehehehee." They/I laughed as tears streamed down their/my face.

"HAHAHAHHAHAHAA!" THIS FILTHY WORLD!

THIS FUCKER! IM, THE FUCKER!

WE BOTH ARE AND WERE...

One hand barred into a fist as nails pierced flesh and drew blood. Another one convulsively held their/my face as our/my eyes peered through the gasp between fingers, glaring at everything and everyone.

"..."

"This wouldn't do." They/I didn't know how much time passed, just that we/I was tired, completely drenched, and utterly spent that even the last vestiges of anger fled...

The painful memories of the previous body owner no longer waken up any hot rageful feelings. All that was left was a bleak picture of a broken family.

The memories of the soul that was trapped in this body, memories of family, friends, and dreams, all those that were no longer possible, just awakened a feeling of hopelessness.

"I will..." I... I looked into the dark skies, for it was I, not we or they, not any longer. We were one, and I was me, and nobody or anything other, not any longer.

"Im sorry..." Whispering to the departed soul fled, made a deal to get away, and at the same time, doomed my own one, even if it left behind feelings and attachments it previously held in this world for me to deal with.

"Im sorry... But you could at least take these things with you." A broken and empty smile appeared on my face as I watched myself in one of the mirrors in the deserted alley. Even the homeless and delinquents left after hearing my broken crazed episode.

And who could blame them? This world was full of broken people.

Just like the previous body owner, who came home too early, witnessing how his mother, sister, and girlfriend animalistic pleasured themselves on the cock of a man who always tried to bully or humiliate him.

How he degraded him before them as he fucked them, no mother defended her son, no sister fought for his dignity, nor his girlfriend tried to stop it...

And why would they, he be? After all, he was the meek, weak, and pathetic Rey, wasn't he? The little boy who never sought out conflicts, the one who hated complicated situations...

The same boy whose body I now resided in.

The same boy who heard a voice that promised him a way out in exchange for his body...

But it couldn't be so easy for me, could I?

For the stupid boy, the ignorant son of whore boy, still held feelings for the woman who betrayed him, didn't he?

So, he asked for the feelings and for a promise to be lenient and kind to these women in exchange for his body and the eldritch thing that made the deal?

It chuckled at the request, finding such a thing more funny and interesting, wanting to see how I deal with the fallout, the aftermatch after inheriting the body. It wanted me to struggle.

To struggle in this blasted netorare world, for it was a netorare world, where else would women act so cruelly and stupidly at the same time?

In what world would bullies like Joe prosper without any reprisal?

And so, I inherited the body without consciousness but with emotions, happy memories, and strong attachments to all ideals and people Rey met in his life.

I was me but with a few more additional memories and...

Feelings...

And it hurt.

It hurt so much.

So, so, so much...

"I can't blame you... Rey... Not even, not even day in this body, and I already, I already want to end it all." My voice was emotionless, even if inside, I was all but emotionless.

"Boy? Boy, are you alright? Quickly, come with me. We need to dry you up before you catch a cold!" A melodic voice awakened me from my thoughts, or it was the hands that shook with my shoulders.

Opening my eyes.

Beautiful...

The woman was beautiful, mature, a mother by her plump and full hourglass figure, with brown glistening hair and an apron on her clothes that did not actually hide any of her desirable curves...

"Hehehe." I see... So this was supposed to be my savior? Just to be taken from me? From Rey? So he would be a victim once again?

"Boy? Speak to me! Do you hear me?" Her voice was full of worry as she tried to make me stand.

"I refuse..." Quiet words left my lips.

"Eh? What did you say?"

I refuse.

I REFUSE!

REFUSE!

"I FUCKING REFUSE TO LET ANYTHING OTHER BE TAKEN FROM ME! YOU HEAR ME?! I REFUSE!" My scream scared the lady as she watched me with both fear and concern. What could flow in her mind, I wonder? Did she think I was crazy?

She did, didn't she?

But was she wrong? After all, by this world's rules, I could be called crazy, for I refused.

I refuse to follow the path of this world, the path that this cruel and corrupted world tried to usher me into.

The world.

The world shall burn. It shall burn before I let myself be a victim once again.

Im Rey.

Im, Rey Muketsu, and I, will make those who try to take what is my pay.

PAY!!!

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"M-m-mom!" The fearful voice of her daughter made Kaori's heart stop. She quickly went to her, the cleaning supplies she was using to clean her son's room they used in their pleasurable act forgotten.

"Saki? Saki, what is it? Saki?!" Her heart hammered as she arrived at where her daughter was, her shaking daughter that pointed up on the ground. She confusedly followed up the direction of her finger as her body stopped cold.

There on the ground lay flowers and cholate...

But why would...

"No..." Her face paled as she realized what day today was...

"No... No... NO!"

"Mom! MOM! STOP!" She didn't hear her daughter as she slumped on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"What the fuck is happening? A guy can't even have a nice fuck with all this shit around." She didn't turn around to see Joe coming from the bathroom with Akari, whose cunt was probably now freshly used as the scent of cum she tried to clean from her son's assaulted her nose.

"How could... How could I forget?" She whispered, her voice trembling as she watched the flowers on the ground.

"Saki, what the hell is happening? Did the fucker finally found about us? Do you behave so miserable just because of that?" Joe saw flowers on the ground. He could put two and two together, as there weren't any flowers when he came there to fuck them.

Akari's hand covered her mouth as she, too, realized the day today was just like Saki's. After all, even if a just girlfriend, Akari knew the Muketsu family from her childhood, making her into a childhood friend and then-girlfriend of Rey...

After all, today was day, the day that Rey always used as the anniversary of their family to make them forget about the death of the Muketsu family patriarch, father of Rey, Saki, and husband to Maori...

"Get out."

"What?" Joe blinked as he looked at Saki, who no longer sat on the ground. Now, her body shook, but not because of fear.

But anger, anger at herself, at her mother, at Akari, anger at what they had done, and what event they had forgotten about because of their lust.

"GET OUT!"

"Jeez, I can see where im not welcome, but I will remember this, bitch. I will make you kiss my feet once you want my dick again." Joe shook his head. There was no reason to get angry, and he didn't know why they behaved like this. They knew that sooner or later, their little lust, thirst, and escapades with him would come out, and that little fucker will come to know that he, Joe was better than him.

But, oh well, he will wait until they come back, begging him for another round with his dick.

Joe Arnfield would maybe think differently if he knew that once he closed the doors, Saki, the sister of Rey he so despised, started to throw up on the ground as her body shook, or the Maori kept staring at the flowers, or the way Akari's face showed that she just now started to realize what they, no what she had done.

Nothing that was too good could be true, especially not something built on a fleeting thing like a body lust, as once the euphoria started to leave the body, the repressed feelings covered by the pleasure started to come out.

"Rey..." Kaori whispered, as tears started to gather up in her eyes, and the feeling of fullness the cum in her womb stopped being warm as she thought, as the feeling of fulness in her crotch gave way to an emptiness that started to gather in her chest, for she knew that what will happen in the near future.

Rey, Rey, her beloved Rey, she knew him. She knew that as he was kind, peace-loving, and accepting.

She knew all three of them knew that he could be just stubborn and capable of holding grudges.

After all...

He never forgot or forgave his father for cheating on his mother, not even when after his death.

After all, this anniversary wasn't about honoring his father but to spite him for what he had done to their family...

The now possibly broken family.

*Author note*

As you can guess, MC is now in NTR/HENTAI centered world where our logical sense of ours has no place.

This idea was plaguing me for quite a while, so I wanted, no, needed to write this.

That said, I would be glad for any criticism you could give me.

Meaning, no one words of FUCK YOU, but why would you write fuck you if you don't have something like it.

I want to know how this story got successful, so any comment would be appreciated.

On another note, I want to add other ntr hentai stories to this story. As you know, MC wouldn't just sit idly and let the story unfold, so if you have any ntr story you want to see being done differently, you can give me a name and a way you see it going on, and I will try to make it up, maybe little differently as it is still a MY fanfic.