James stared, his jaw practically hitting the floor. The maid stood completely naked in front of him, her skin glowing under the soft light of the room.
His brain was barely functioning as waves of shock and something else—something much hotter—rushed through him.
'Is this real? Is this really happening?'
This was the first time in his entire life that he'd ever seen a naked woman in person.
Well, apart from that one horrifying time when he accidentally walked in on his aunt doing... 'something' with her legs spread wide and—'nope, not going there,' he thought, mentally slamming the door on that memory. This moment was entirely different.
His gaze wandered over her, drinking in every inch. She was a masterpiece. Her breasts was full and impossibly soft looking, the kind that made his hands itch to explore.
The kind of fullness that could make any sane man lose his mind.
Her waist curved inward like an artist had sculpted her, and her hips—good Lord—were wide and perfect.
Her stomach was smooth, flat, and inviting, and... wait, was she completely bare down there too?
James felt his face heat up as he noticed that detail, and his thoughts went wild. 'She's like an anime girl. No, she's like an actual goddess that stepped out of one of those... very "special" comics.'
His heart hammered so loud he thought it might break free from his chest.
Then, without warning, a certain part of him—his very eager teammate—sprang to life, standing tall and proud as if it had been waiting for this very moment.
James could almost feel the blood rushing there like an emergency response team. He almost felt like saluting himself.
His trousers tightened painfully as his body reacted faster than his brain could process.
"You're... you're so beautiful," he said, his voice cracking slightly. It wasn't a line, and it wasn't just a compliment.
He meant it with every fibre of his being. She was stunning. His lips parted as he licked them, almost like he was tasting the idea of her.
Suddenly, as if possessed by a newfound confidence—or maybe just pure instinct—James stepped forward and scooped her up in his arms effortlessly.
The maid gasped in surprise and excitement, her arms instinctively wrapping around his shoulders.
It was in that moment James realized something incredible: his weak, pathetic body that was still recovering from illness was long gone.
This current body? It was brimming with strength. He could lift her like she was as light as a feather. His lust was making his blood boil and his strength flow!
With ease, he carried her to the massive, fluffy bed in the center of the room and gently laid her down.
The sight of her spread out against the soft sheets sent a jolt through him, but he wasn't done yet.
"Spread your legs," he commanded, his voice firm and full of authority.
Her cheeks turned as red as a ripe tomato, but she obeyed, slowly parting her legs. James nearly passed out right then and there.
His mouth went dry. He wasn't sure how he was still standing.
"Now... touch yourself," he added, his tone even deeper now.
Her wide eyes met his for a second before she nodded shyly, her hands trembling as they moved to follow his orders.
Her small hands touched her pink, cleanly shaven pussy and started to rub it.
The moment she began, her breathing grew heavier almost immediately, and James felt his head spin.
The power he had over her—without even touching her—was beyond thrilling. It was like a rush of adrenaline straight to his veins.
'This... this is what it feels like to be in control,' he thought, his lips curling into a satisfied smirk. 'No wonder villains always look so confident. This is intoxicating.'
James didn't realize it, but his darker side was starting to show. He had only just come to this new world, but he was already uncovering his more devilish traits.
There was something about the way she looked at him—so vulnerable, so ready to please—that awakened something deep and dangerous within him.
It ignited a fire in him. A dark, thrilling fire. He wanted to dominate her! He wanted to ravage her!
As she continued, James decided it was time to join in. He loosened his robe and let it slide off effortlessly, pooling on the floor.
Then, with one quick movement, he unbuckled his trousers. They slid down, and his erect cock sprang free.
He glanced down and blinked in surprise. 'Wait, what? That's me?' He wasn't just big—he was huge. Definitely an upgrade from his past life. For a moment, he almost felt bad for anyone who had to deal with the old him.
He climbed onto the bed, his face serious, his movements slow and deliberate. She watched him with wide, eager eyes, her breathing ragged as she touched herself harder.
The way he stared at her—cold, intense, and utterly focused—seemed to drive her wild. She arched her back slightly, her body trembling as she responded to his presence.
James leaned in closer, ready to finally close the gap between them, his breath mingling with hers—
KNOCK! KNOCK!
The sound of knocking shattered the moment like a brick through a window. Both of them froze, their heads snapping toward the door.
"...Are you kidding me?" James muttered under his breath, his eye twitching. He couldn't believe it.
Who the hell was knocking!
The maid looked just as shocked, her hands immediately flying up to cover herself, though it was far too late for modesty.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
The knocking came again, louder this time.
James sighed deeply, his forehead dropping onto her shoulder as he tried to process his frustration.
'Whoever's on the other side of that door better have a death wish,' he thought grimly.
And just like that, the moment was over.
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Power stone Goal!
20 PS - 1 Bonus chapter
50 PS - 2 Bonus chapter
100 PS (Quite an achievement as of now) - 3 Bonus chapters.