"Jin-kun~ Jin-kun~ it's time to get up..."
A female voice materialized its presence out of nowhere, saturated with a sweetness so dense it was cloying, and grazed the sensitive skin of his earlobe with an invasive intimacy.
Feeling the warm breath invading his inner ear, the sensation fired an immediate electric jolt down his spine, acting like a detonator that ripped him from the depths of sleep with a violent spasm.
Jin heavily parted his eyelids and fought against the sleep that still clouded his mind, yet his attempt to find the bedroom ceiling failed miserably, as his field of vision was immediately blocked by two abundant hemispheres hovering over him, blocking out any other image of the world.
Gravity exerted its influence on the figure of the girl leaning over him and that pair of heavy mounds swayed dangerously, rocking with a hypnotic rhythm just inches from his nose.
And it was obvious that the taut fabric of her blouse was fighting a losing battle to contain such overflowing volume and every pendulum-like motion released a wave of intoxicating fragrance that completely flooded his senses.
"Yuna..."
Jin murmured rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, while he propped himself up on his elbows on the mattress and slowly sat up, forcing the girl to back off a few inches to give him space.
The morning light penetrated through the curtains, creating a backlit effect that bathed the girl's silhouette in a golden glow... something divine.
"Ohayou, Jin-kun!"
The girl smiled and the sunlight seemed to dance on the cascade of her long golden hair.
Yuna Tsubakihara.
Her beautiful features seemed to have been sculpted by a divine hand obsessed with innocent perfection and her beautiful intense green eyes.
The schoolgirl uniform, a construction of black and white fabric, was subjected to critical pressure against her overflowing tits, with the buttons across her chest clinging to the buttonholes in an agonizing effort, as if they were going to give way at any moment and shoot out like projectiles.
Jin observed the detail with professionalism, noting how the rhythm of her breathing made the fabric rise and fall.
"Ohayou, Yuna"
He replied with a radiant smile, curving his eyes into an expression of absolute warmth.
He was the perfect adoptive brother for Yuna, the childhood friend he had grown up with and whose gentle personality made her painfully trusting.
After getting out of bed, Jin headed to the bathroom to wash his face. He rested his hands on the edge of the sink and looked up.
The reflection in the mirror returned the gaze of a predator perfectly camouflaged as a gentleman.
His features were sharp, with a defined jawline that screamed determination and high cheekbones that gave him a natural elegance. His hair, a deep chestnut shade like roasted coffee, fell carelessly over his forehead, softening his expression and making him look like a kind guy.
But that illusion shattered when looking into his eyes.
They were what truly captivated, an indecipherable mix of storm gray and a sky blue paler than ice. They were eyes that could fake warmth with ease, but deep down were cold and analytical, capable of seeing right through people.
Jin brushed a rebellious lock of hair off his forehead and curved his lips into a slight, confident smile.
He wasn't just handsome, he was lethal.
I'm a transmigrator. I've been trapped in this reality for seventeen years...
At first glance, it looks like a generic fantasy: a world where humans and demi-humans coexist and where, upon turning twelve, kids awaken their "spiritual power" and become ability users.
You know, the typical stuff.
At first, I thought it was just a normal parallel world. I bought the story until I was nine, when my grandfather died and, as his last will, sent me to live with the daughter of a friend: Mira Tsubakihara.
As soon as I heard that last name and met the three women of the house, my blood ran cold. Why the hell were they identical to the characters from a Hentai I watched in my past life?
Things got worse when I transferred to their school.
Hearing the roll call was like reading the credits of my worst nightmares: Natsuha Shinomiya, Akane Nanao, Reina Hamasaki...
It was a goddamn gathering of "protagonists" destined for tragedy.
And when I found out who Mira's best friend was, I almost had a heart attack.
I literally panicked.
And I started training like an animal. I knew that if I reached twelve years old and didn't awaken a strong power, I was done for. If I failed, I'd rather throw myself in front of a truck, praying it was Truck-kun and restart the game somewhere else.
Anything rather than becoming the cuck of the story.
But fortune decided to smile upon me. Not only did I awaken my power, but I hit the jackpot: a System. "Evil Punishing System."
Basically, every time I smash some bastard's face in, I get rewards.
Since that day, I've dedicated myself to cleaning house.
I've been hunting down every delinquent and every dyed-blond with girlfriend-stealing intentions that crosses my path.
All evil will end beneath my fist.
He looked at the holographic panel in his mind and his smile widened even more.
Now I'm fucking powerful.
"Hehehe~"
From the doorframe, Yuna observed his expression and finding it adorable, and letting out an enchanted giggle, she launched her attack without a second of hesitation.
A gust of scented wind announced her arrival just before she impacted against Jin's back with all her momentum.
"Ugh..."
The crash was a collision of massive softness.
Two immense mountains of flesh pressed directly against his lower back, squashing flat with a delicious lack of modesty.
The sensation was sublime, even through the fabric of his pajamas and her uniform, Jin could feel the density, the heat, and the exact way those two large hemispheres deformed and spread out to mold themselves to his back.
"Hehe~ I need my daily energy supplement from Jin-kun!"
Yuna's slender arms wrapped around his torso just below his ribs and locked, trapping him in a possessive embrace.
She buried her face right between his shoulder blades and rubbed her face against him with a need and desperation evident on her face.
The weight of her breasts continued massaging Jin's back, compressing and bouncing softly with every agitated breath she took.
Jin's mind, however, was far from that of an innocent brother.
'Goddamn it! It feels too good.'
This was an invitation his adolescent body welcomed with open arms. Blood left his brain and rushed violently toward his cock.
'She's rubbing against me without having a fucking clue that she's awakening the beast...'
Outwardly, he kept his composure, although his muscles tensed beneath the embrace.
Just when the temptation to turn around and return the hug with much less chaste intentions was becoming unbearable, a mature voice floated up from the floor below, breaking the atmosphere:
"Yuna, is Jin up yet?"
The spell broke.
Hearing her mother, Yuna loosened her grip and let go with an adorable pout on her lips, depriving Jin's back of that heavenly warmth.
She turned toward the door and answered out loud.
"Jin-kun is already up, he's washing up now!"
Then she turned her bright eyes back to him, ignorant of the chaos she had just caused.
"I'm going down first, remember to come eat when you finish washing up~"
Having said that, she turned around and went down the stairs with quick and light steps, her skirt fluttering and offering glimpses of her juicy thighs.
"..."
Left alone, Jin let out a heavy sigh of frustration, while slowly looking down.
The fabric of his pajama pants was taut, subjected to brutal pressure by a throbbing and furious erection that desperately sought an escape route, threatening to rip the seams.
His "friend" was awake, hard as a rock and demanding attention.
"Easy... save that energy... the time will come."
...
After washing his face with cold water to try and lower his body temperature and calm the beast throbbing in his pants, he went down the stairs to the living room.
"Jin-kun~ sit down quick!"
A sweet voice came from the dining table.
Yuna was there, radiant. Seeing him enter, she tilted her head with a bright smile, causing the red ribbon adorning her hair to sway gently. However, Jin's eyes didn't go to the ribbon, but to the seismic effect that small movement provoked further down.
Those ridiculously large tits seemed to want to spill onto the table at any second.
"Good morning, Jin"
Sitting next to her, her twin sister, Nina, looked up from her book and adjusted her black-framed glasses with a finger.
"And why do you have those bags under your eyes? Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"
Her tone was calm, but the look behind the lenses held a genuine touch of concern.
She wore golden hair identical to Yuna's, gathered in two buns at the back of her head.
But just like her sister, what really stole one's breath was her uniform.
Her blue sweater clung to her torso with criminal tension. The fabric seemed to be suffocating over her torso, outlining a ridiculous wasp waist before expanding violently to try and encapsulate a disproportionate rack, absurd for her build.
From the neckline peeked that pale and milky skin, so tempting it seemed to invite you to bury your face in there and happily suffocate in its depth.
Maintaining eye contact with her without looking down required fucking superhuman willpower.
Although these sisters had an almost identical facial appearance, their temperaments were night and day.
Yuna was the textbook definition of the cheerful "bimbo": a living sex doll, sweet and airheaded, who seemed to have no fucking clue how dirty the minds of the men watching her were.
She was pure innocence wrapped in sin.
Nina, on the other hand, was the polar opposite. She was ice, brains, and discipline. The typical rigid and distant intellectual. And fuck, that contrast was what killed you: seeing that obscene body, designed for the basest pleasure, trapped beneath that facade of coldness and absolute control, made it all a thousand times dirtier.
Sitting next to each other, they were a divine view.
Jin pulled the chair out from the table and sat down, being careful to hide his crotch under the wood, since the sight of both sisters threatened to reawaken his "friend".
"Isn't the college entrance exam coming up soon? So lately I've been reviewing until a little late," he lied. "By the way, where's Mira?"
"Mom is making breakfast," Nina replied, without stopping scrutinizing his face. "Although studying is important, you also have to pay attention to your body, Jin. If you get sick, it won't be worth it."
"Yeah, yeah, Nina is right."
Yuna nodded from her side.
The movement made her breasts bounce again, a jiggly sight that Jin filed away in his mind for later.
Suddenly, Yuna's eyes lit up with an idea and she clasped her hands together as if praying.
"I know! When you pass the entrance exam, let's all go on a hot springs trip! Jin-kun has studied hard for so long, by then you'll be able to soak in the hot water and relax properly."
Jin's mind processed the information instantly, and a vivid image flooded his brain: Yuna and Nina, stripped of those uniforms, with their skin damp and glistening from the steam, and those four immense spheres of flesh floating in the water and exposed just for him.
"Here comes breakfast~"
A soft voice, wrapped in the warm aroma of homemade food and a mature floral perfume, interrupted his thought from the kitchen.
Mira entered the room with a large plate in her hands.
Breakfast was abundant: sandwiches, fresh salad, eggs. But Jin didn't look at the food.
At that moment, Mira was wearing a yellow silk strap nightgown that clung to her skin.
If the daughters were fresh fruit, Mira was the ripe harvest at its peak of sweetness. Her tits were monumental, much bigger than her daughters', lifting the fabric in an obscene and tempting curve that defied gravity with a hypnotic sway with every step.
The white lace hem of the nightgown barely managed to cover the essentials. With every movement of her wide and fertile hips, the fabric rode up dangerously, leaving her rounded ass cheeks and soft thighs that gleamed under the morning light exposed.
"Jin-kun got up very early today," she said with a radiant smile, placing the plate on the table.
Instead of sitting at the head, she deliberately chose the chair right next to Jin and as she sat down, her clothes rode up even higher, and the scent of her body hit Jin full on.
"Oh, really?" He turned his head to look at her, feigning innocence, although his eyes were already dissecting what he saw.
Her face was of a devastating beauty.
Unlike the youth of Yuna and Nina, Mira had the elegance of time.
Especially on the lower left side of the corner of her mouth, where a small beauty mark rested, a dark spot in a sea of pale skin that made her smile sinful.
'I never get tired of looking at her...'
Despite his thoughts, outwardly he kept calm. Having lived with her for so long, he had developed a certain immunity, or at least, better control over his instincts.
"Of course. In the past, at this time you'd still be drooling on your pillow.... I really hope you can get up this early always in the future."
Nina, while cutting her egg, let out the complaint, although her eyes didn't stop evaluating Jin's reaction to her mother's proximity.
Jin scratched the nape of his neck with an embarrassed smile, playing his role to perfection. "How come even you say that...?"
The chat continued between bites, until Yuna, with her mouth full of bread, brought up the topic of her plan again.
"Then it's decided! The hot springs trip!" At this, Mira clapped, making her bust shake violently.
"It's time for us all to rest well. Besides..." she made a dramatic pause, turning her body completely toward Jin. "If Jin-kun gets good grades on this entrance exam, I'll give him a special reward myself~"
"Reward?"
"Yes~"
Already having finished her coffee, Mira stood up slowly, but instead of leaving, she leaned over Jin with her colossal bust staying millimeters from his arm.
And she brought her lips close to Jin's ear.
"You have to try very hard, Jin-kun," she murmured with a voice loaded with intention that only he could hear. While her right hand slid down Jin's chest.
Her index finger traveled the length of his tie slowly, tracing a downward line that suggested a path toward something lower.
And then, she crossed the line.
The tip of her tongue, wet and hot, came out of her lips and softly grazed Jin's earlobe.
It was an electric touch.
'Sss... she's playing with fire.'
Jin's body tensed up like a bow ready to fire.
His friend under the table, which had barely calmed down, gave a violent jump at the shameless provocation.
But before he could react or return the gesture, Mira pulled away with a giggle and headed for the stairs, swaying her hips exaggeratedly.
"I'm gonna go get changed~"
Jin stood there, with his earlobe still wet and his heart hammering.
"Ugh, Mom is flirting with Jin-kun again." Yuna made a huge pout, puffing out her cheeks like a jealous squirrel full of nuts.
On the other hand, Nina didn't seem surprised and observed the stiffness in Jin's shoulders. Without saying a word, she took out a pack of tissues and slid it across the table to him.
"Clean yourself up."
A while later, breakfast ended.
Yuna and Nina, with their bags ready, said goodbye at the door. They both attended Seika Jogakuin Academy. They had gotten in last year with perfect grades.
But for Jin, that academy wasn't just a school, it was a main stage.
As he watched them walk away with their tight uniforms outlining their figures under the morning sun, he frowned slightly.
'It's strange. According to my memories, Seika Jogakuin Academy should have already implemented the male service system or something like that. But everything seems... normal.'
Is it possible that the main plot hasn't started yet?
Or is it that his presence was already altering the timeline?
After saying goodbye to his sisters with a smile, he returned to the kitchen. He washed the dishes and chopsticks mechanically, while his mind organized the day.
Drying his hands, he grabbed his backpack.
It was time to go to school.
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