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Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

I was left paralyzed with only a month to live, but that "9-inch" part of me was still hard as a rock. Even the sickly beautiful schoolgirl couldn't resist my "pecker," and to fulfill my dying wish, my sister even dressed up as a lady in black stockings to teach me how to "drill." What's more outrageous, the hospital nurses wanted to make a little movie with me, lining up with the head nurse at the front... Just after coming out of the emergency room, I saw the system panel: Name: Ethan Jones Gender: Male Length: 9 inches Skill: Hard as a Rock LV1 Note: Peak human hardness Dying Wish: To caress auntie's sheer black stockings Task Reward Points: 1000 points Despite my strength and stamina attributes being only at 1, and my agility at 0, only my "pecker" could lift the heavy blanket while doing squats. My face was full of question marks—what kind of bug is this system? Just because I like looking at auntie's legs, did it give me such a special skill? Now, I have no choice. I must complete tasks to earn points and add attribute points. However, the story actually begins 12 hours earlier...

Dawnheart · Urban
Not enough ratings
41 Chs

Adult toys

Ethan wasn't particularly obsessed with stockings, but they still gave him a bit of a thrill.

"Giggle~ It seems your body is more honest than your mouth," Emily said with a laugh, holding his right hand without any intention of letting go. "Boys liking stockings, I totally get it~"

Ethan didn't want to argue,instead, he began to reflect.

What had the system really brought him?

Apart from being seen as a pervert, he hadn't really enjoyed anything,he hadn't even experienced a real kiss.

He looked at Emily again, this woman who seemed to flirt as she held his right hand.

But that was it.

The feel of the girl's black stocking-clad long legs was indeed pleasant, but just touching them, aside from being frustrating, didn't solve the fundamental problem.

"Why are you clinging to me?" Ethan voiced his biggest confusion.

Emily was the school beauty, skilled and well-organized in both her capabilities and social interactions.

In his view, there was no way the two of them should have crossed paths.

Reality isn't like a novel, where love happens without reason.

"Giggle~" Emily's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Because you're special."

"Special?" Ethan frowned.

"Everyone lives within rules," Emily said, looking into his eyes. "Whether it's living a mediocre life or becoming someone superior, indulging in a life of luxury and debauchery. Essentially, everyone lives under some rules. But you're different, having survived near death, and you..."

She paused, her fingers pointing at Ethan.

Ethan jumped, startled.

"You're like the protagonist of a story, standing out from those around you," Emily tilted her head. "Being with you, I can see more interesting things. Isn't that reason enough?"

Ethan looked puzzled. "Actually, I'm not as different as you think. Medical miracles happen every year, and maybe you'll get bored of me soon."

"What does that matter?"

"This process has been interesting enough."

With that, she let go of his hand, stood up, and bowed to him.

"Please take good care of me from now on."

Ethan twitched the corner of his mouth, watching her leave satisfied after having her fun, seemingly making a hobby out of toying with him.

She came out of nowhere and left just as mysteriously.

"Really, she's a bit off."

Ethan shook his head. No matter how beautiful Emily was, it was better to keep his distance.

Outside the hospital room.

Ella hurried away, exhaling deeply when she reached the corner.

She had instinctively peeked through the window of Ethan's hospital room earlier and saw that beautiful girl letting him touch her stockings.

Since it was daytime, she hadn't taken any photos.

"Who exactly is she?"

Ella sighed, perplexed that despite being paralyzed in bed, Ethan still had different women mingling with him.

Ella took a deep breath, still recovering from the shock of seeing that beautiful girl suddenly stand up.

She composed herself and turned around, only to be met with a beaming face.

"Ah?!" Ella screamed, instinctively leaning back against the wall.

Emily, still smiling, pulled out her phone. "Looks like I'll have to call the police."

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Ella said nervously, clutching her phone as she looked at the beautiful girl in front of her.

She hadn't taken any photos just now, but her phone did contain some sneaky shots from the other day.

Emily's smile turned mischievous as she eyed her phone. "It seems you've captured some interesting stuff, involving my boyfriend. If I call the police and claim I saw you taking photos, they'll definitely check your phone."

Ella's face turned pale, feeling intimidated by the younger girl who seemed to have everything under control.

"Let me think about the consequences~" Emily tilted her head, sizing her up. "You'll definitely lose your job, because the hospital will surely scapegoat you for such a scandal. And you won't be able to work in this field anymore."

Ella's face grew even paler.

Emily stepped closer, almost pressing against Ella, the oppressive aura overwhelming. "Your photo will be spread online, your parents, your relatives will see you as a pervert and cut ties with you."

She placed her finger on Ella's chest. "You're pretty,maybe you could work as a hostess, at least you won't starve. But imagine lying in the arms of middle-aged men reeking of sour smells every night..."

"Stop talking." Ella trembled. "What... what do you want?"

"Tell me," Emily said, seemingly intrigued. "What do you want to do? I can forgive you."

Ella had thought of various ways to escape, but facing Emily's cheerful demeanor, her body instinctively cowered.

This woman was too frightening.

She confessed everything about her accomplices.

"That's all."

Ella finished, her expression tense, waiting for the woman to explode, especially since the nurse had mentioned those perverted practices, which she found utterly alien.

And the target was this woman's boyfriend.

"That sounds interesting." Emily smiled and waved her hand dismissively. "I forgive you. Pretend you never saw me. Don't let your accomplices know about my existence. Continue with your plans."

"Ah?" Ella was baffled.

"Remember to call me when it's time~" Emily winked at her and then turned to leave.

Ella stared blankly at her retreating figure, suddenly wondering if perhaps she was the one with a problem.

...

Ethan lay in bed until sunset, his heartbeat accelerating. Blair had mentioned that his aunt wanted to spend the evening alone with him.

Logic told him that nothing intimate would happen between them.

But as a man, he couldn't help but fantasize.

"Ethan~" Scarlett entered the hospital room, carrying a shopping bag and casually locking the door behind her.

She then went to draw the curtains. "Feeling any better today?"

"Ah?" Ethan watched his aunt's actions, bewildered and heart pounding.

"I... feel very good."

Scarlett closed the door and approached the bedside, her expression serious. "Ethan, you're a grown man now, there's no need to be shy."

Ethan looked puzzled.

"This is your adult gift from me." Scarlett opened the shopping bag. "Ta-da! Imported from Japan, a fully interactive, lifelike artificial vagina gaming machine. Let's give it a try!"