Cold water soaked through my clothes, seeping into my skin with an insistence that dragged me back to consciousness. My eyes snapped open, and I found myself staring up at a ceiling of leaves so dense and vibrant they seemed to pulse with life. Beyond them, the sky was a shade of blue I had never witnessed before, untouched and pure in a way that spoke of a world unmarred by human civilization.
I pushed myself up from the damp earth, fingers sinking into moss that felt almost artificially soft. The stream beside me gurgled and splashed over smooth stones, the sound carrying a musical quality that seemed too perfect to be natural. My head throbbed with a dull ache, and when I tried to piece together how I had gotten here, I came up empty.
Nothing. Just blank space where memories should have been.
'Where the hell am I?'
I pressed my palms against my temples, trying to force something, anything, to surface. The harder I pushed, the more the fog in my mind seemed to thicken. But there were fragments. I knew my name. Axel Kyeler. I was nineteen years old. And I was from somewhere called Earth, though the details of that place felt like trying to grasp water with my bare hands.
What was strange, what made absolutely no sense at all, was that while I could not remember my own face or my family or anything personal, I somehow retained knowledge. Engineering principles sat clearly in my mind. Agricultural techniques. Basic metallurgy. Mathematics. History. All of it just there, accessible, as if someone had downloaded information directly into my brain while wiping away everything that made me who I was.
'This is insane. I have been drugged. Or hit my head. Or I am in a coma somewhere having the weirdest dream of my life.'
I looked down at myself and found I was wearing clothing I did not recognize. Simple fabric, roughly woven, primitive in design. The kind of thing you would expect to see in a museum exhibit about early human civilizations, not on an actual person in the modern world.
Except nothing about this place felt modern.
The forest surrounding me was primordial, untouched. Trees that would take centuries to grow stretched toward the sky, their trunks thick enough that three men could not wrap their arms around them. The undergrowth was dense with ferns and flowering plants I could not identify, and the air carried sounds of wildlife that seemed both familiar and utterly alien at the same time.
I was about to stand up and try to find some kind of civilization when it happened.
Ding.
The sound rang inside my skull, crisp and clear like someone had struck a bell directly against my brain. I gasped, stumbling backward, and then words appeared in my vision. Not written on anything physical, not projected from some device, but simply there, overlaying my sight as if they had been burned directly into my retinas.
[Lewd System Initialized]
[Welcome Host: Axel Kyeler]
[Integration Commencing...]
I blinked hard, shaking my head, but the words remained steady as stone. They hung there for a moment before fading, replaced by what looked like some kind of status screen pulled straight from a video game.
'Okay. So either I have lost my mind, or I have been dropped into something very, very strange.'
The screen expanded, categories unfolding before me in response to my attention. I focused on the first one, and information flooded my vision.
[Host Status]
[Level: 1]
[Experience: 0/100]
[Primary Attributes]
[Strength: 11]
[Endurance: 13]
[Agility: 10]
[Intelligence: 15]
[Perception: 12]
[Charisma: 13]
[Virility: 20]
'Of course. Of course there is a virility stat. Because why would anything about this situation be normal?'
I scrolled through more categories, finding sections labeled Skills, Abilities, Passives, and something ominously called Conquest Protocols that was locked behind a message reading Requirements Not Met. The moment I acknowledged the categories, I felt something shift inside me. A warmth spread through my body, settling low in my abdomen, and my senses seemed to sharpen in ways I could not quite explain.
The passive skills section was where things got really interesting.
[Passive Abilities - Currently Active]
[Pheromone Emission: Your natural scent has been enhanced to become deeply attractive to others. Those who smell you will experience lowered inhibitions and increased interest. Current radius of effect: 8 meters. This effect intensifies during periods of arousal.]
[Enhanced Endowment: Your physical proportions have been increased by fifty percent beyond natural baseline. This applies to both length and girth.]
[Elevated Libido: Your baseline sexual drive has been significantly increased. You will find yourself more easily aroused and more frequently interested in intimate encounters.]
[Sensory Acuity: Your ability to perceive subtle signs of attraction, arousal, and receptiveness in others has been dramatically heightened. You will notice things others miss entirely.]
[Vitality Boost: Your overall health, energy levels, and physical appearance have been enhanced. You appear more vibrant and attractive to observers.]
[Iron Confidence: Mental fortitude increased. Resistance to intimidation and self-doubt significantly improved. You naturally project confidence in all situations.]
I sat there staring at the information, trying to process what I was reading. These were not minor adjustments. Whatever this system was, it had fundamentally altered my biology, and apparently these changes were already in effect.
Moving on to the active skills revealed even more.
[Virility Skills - Available]
[Stamina Enhancement - Level 1: Your endurance during intimate activities is tripled. Recovery time between encounters reduced by sixty percent. Allows for extended performance without fatigue.]
[Intuitive Technique - Level 1: You possess instinctive knowledge of optimal methods to provide pleasure. Your movements, touch, and timing will naturally align with what your partner needs most.]
[Perfect Rhythm - Level 1: Your pace automatically adjusts to match your partner's responses, building pleasure in controlled waves. Timing becomes second nature.]
[Amplified Sensation - Level 1: Your partner experiences heightened pleasure from your touch. Sensitivity increased by forty percent when in contact with you.]
[Desire Reading - Level 1: Visual indicators appear showing arousal levels and receptiveness of those around you. Gauge interest accurately.]
There were more skills listed, most of them locked behind level requirements or experience thresholds. But even the ones available to me now were impressive in their implications.
The combat section offered some relief from the overwhelming focus on sexual prowess.
[Combat Skills - Available]
[Basic Combat Proficiency - Level 1: Fundamental understanding of unarmed fighting techniques. Improved reaction time and strike accuracy.]
[Weapon Aptitude - Level 1: Instinctive grasp of basic weapons including spears, clubs, knives, and primitive bows. Accuracy and damage output increased by twenty percent.]
[Tactical Awareness - Level 1: Ability to quickly assess combat situations and identify optimal strategies. Weak points in opponents become highlighted in your vision.]
[Battle Endurance - Level 1: Fatigue during combat reduced by thirty percent. Stamina depletes slower, allowing for longer engagement.]
[Intimidating Presence - Level 1: Project an aura of danger when needed. Opponents feel instinctive unease when facing you in confrontation.]
'At least I will not be completely useless if something tries to eat me out here.'
I was about to explore the other categories when a notification popped up in my vision.
[Tutorial Quest Available]
[First Contact: Engage in intimate relations with another individual.]
[Reward: 50 Experience Points, Unlock Advanced Skill Tree, System Shop Access]
[Accept? Yes / No]
I stared at the quest notification, my mind churning through the implications. This system, whatever it was, had a very specific purpose. And apparently it wanted me to get started right away.
'This is absolutely insane. I should be focused on survival, on figuring out where I am and how to get back home. Not on finding someone to sleep with.'
But even as I thought it, I felt the effects of the passives working on me. The Elevated Libido was not subtle. My body was responding to just the idea presented in the quest, heat pooling in my lower abdomen in ways that felt more intense than anything I could remember experiencing before.
Before I could make a decision, my nose twitched. A tickle built rapidly, and before I could stop it, I sneezed hard, the sound echoing through the clearing.
"Achoo!"
The sneeze left me disoriented for a moment, and I wiped at my nose with the back of my hand.
'Great. Lost in the middle of nowhere with amnesia and a sex system, and I am sneezing like an idiot. Perfect start to whatever fresh hell this is.'
I was about to dismiss the notification when I heard it.
A sound, soft and breathy, carried on the breeze from somewhere close by. A moan, unmistakably feminine, unmistakably intimate.
Every passive I had just discovered kicked into overdrive simultaneously. My senses sharpened to a razor edge, zeroing in on the source of the sound with laser precision. Heat flooded through me in a rush that made my head spin, and I felt myself responding physically in ways that should have been awkward but instead felt completely natural. The Enhanced Endowment made itself very evident, my dick hardening rapidly inside the primitive cloth as the Elevated Libido passive amplified my interest to almost painful levels.
Someone was close by. And they were definitely alone in whatever they were doing.
'Should probably just walk away. Give them privacy. That would be the decent thing to do.'
But my body was already moving before my brain could finish the thought. The Sensory Acuity was practically screaming at me that there was an opportunity here, that I should investigate. My feet carried me forward through the undergrowth, the Tactical Awareness skill kicking in automatically to show me the quietest path, the best angles for cover, the route that would keep me hidden.
I crept through the dense bushes as silently as possible, pushing aside ferns and ducking under low branches. The sounds grew clearer with each step, and I could hear the wet slide of fingers, the catch of breath, the soft whimpers of pleasure.
I reached the edge of a small clearing beside the stream and stopped dead, my breath catching in my throat.
There was a woman there, lying on a flat stone worn smooth by centuries of water flow. Her bronze skin glistened in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the canopy above, and she was a vision that made my breath catch. Her body was absolutely stunning, with curves that defied logic, full breasts that seemed almost too perfect, and long legs that went on forever. Her hair was incredibly long and dark, cascading around her like a waterfall of black silk that pooled on the stone beneath her.
She had discarded her clothing beside her, and I could see the leopard-print garments she had been wearing, primitive but expertly crafted from animal hide. A spear with intricate carvings lay against the stone within easy reach, the weapon of someone who knew how to use it. Beaded ornaments and what looked like bone or tooth decorations were scattered near her clothes, marking her as someone of importance.
And she was pleasuring herself with complete abandon, utterly unaware of my presence.
Her fingers worked between her legs with increasing urgency, sliding in and out of her pussy with wet sounds that carried across the clearing. Her other hand cupped and squeezed her breast, rolling the nipple between her fingers as soft moans escaped her lips. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back, her entire body focused on the sensations she was creating.
It was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life.
The system chimed softly in my mind.
Ding.
[Target Identified]
[Name: Novar Sae'Nal]
[Age: 21]
[Status: Highly Aroused]
[Tribal Affiliation: Daughter of Chief Tovar, River Stone Tribe]
[Compatibility Rating: 96%]
[Receptiveness: Maximum]
I stared at the information floating in my vision, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing. The system was not just identifying her, it was analyzing her, providing data I had no business knowing.
My dick was painfully hard now, straining against the cloth wrapped around my waist. The Enhanced Endowment meant I was significantly larger than I remembered being, and the sensation was both strange and intensely arousing. I could feel the Pheromone Emission passive activating, intensifying with my arousal, and I watched as the scent carried on the breeze toward where Novar lay.
Her reaction was immediate and dramatic.
Novar suddenly went still, her eyes flying open. She sat up partially, her head turning as if searching for something she could not see. Her nostrils flared like she had caught an unfamiliar scent on the wind, and her gaze swept the clearing but did not find me hidden in the bushes.
Yet.
But whatever she had sensed changed everything about her behavior. The lazy, exploratory pleasure from before transformed into something urgent, almost desperate. Her breathing quickened, coming in short gasps, and when she resumed touching herself the movements were faster, more intense, driven by a hunger that seemed to have appeared from nowhere.
She pushed two fingers deep into her pussy, crying out loudly as her hips bucked against her hand. Her other hand abandoned her breast to join the first, one set of fingers working inside while the other circled her clit with frantic intensity.
'The pheromones. She is reacting to them. She can smell me from here and it is driving her wild.'
The Pheromone Emission passive had intensified with my own arousal, and I was literally affecting her biology from fifteen feet away. Lowering her inhibitions, increasing her desire, making her desperate for something she could not even identify.
I took a step forward before I could stop myself, drawn by an instinct that felt primal and overwhelming.
The undergrowth crunched softly beneath my foot.
Snap.
A twig broke under my weight, the sound sharp and clear in the clearing.
Novar's head whipped toward the noise, her eyes locking onto mine as I emerged from the bushes. I froze, waiting for fear or anger, preparing to apologize and retreat immediately.
Neither emotion appeared on her face.
Instead, her eyes widened, her pupils dilating so much the brown nearly disappeared into black. Her gaze traveled down my body with naked hunger, moving slowly from my face to my chest to the obvious bulge straining against my cloth. When her eyes fixed on the size and shape of my dick pressing against the fabric, her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and a soft whimper escaped her throat.
The Desire Reading skill activated without conscious thought, and suddenly I could see visual indicators overlaying her form. A soft glow surrounded her, pulsing with intensity, and numbers appeared in my vision showing arousal levels that were off the charts.
"Who..." she started, her voice rough and breathless. But the question died on her lips as her eyes remained fixed on my crotch, transfixed by what she could see there.
I should have answered. Should have introduced myself, explained I was lost, asked for help finding civilization. But the words would not come. The passives were working on me just as hard as they were on her, the Elevated Libido pushing at my self-control, the Iron Confidence keeping me from second-guessing myself.
I walked forward instead, each step deliberate and purposeful.
The rational part of my mind grew quieter with each foot of distance I closed, replaced by instinct and the constant whisper of the system urging me on. Novar watched me approach with eyes that were half-lidded and hungry, and she had not stopped touching herself even with me standing right there in plain view.
"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her eyes dropped to my crotch again, fixated on the size visible through the thin cloth.
That single word shattered whatever hesitation remained.
I reached the stone where she lay and knelt beside her, and my hand reached out almost of its own accord. When my fingers brushed against her inner thigh, she gasped, her whole body arching toward the touch like she had been struck by lightning. Her skin was impossibly soft, warm and smooth beneath my palm.
The Intuitive Technique skill flooded my mind with knowledge I had never learned but somehow possessed. I knew exactly where to touch her, how much pressure to apply, which movements would drive her wild. It was like having a manual written directly into my consciousness.
My hand traveled higher, slowly, deliberately, and when I finally made contact with her pussy she held her breath, every muscle going taut with anticipation. She was soaked, her arousal coating my fingers as I began to explore her folds. I slid one finger inside, then two, feeling her clench around me as she moaned loudly enough to startle birds from the trees.
"Yes," she gasped, her hips bucking against my hand with desperate urgency. "More. Please, more."
I began to move, letting the skill guide me, curling my fingers to find that spot inside that made her cry out and arch off the stone. Her response was immediate and intense, her back bowing as pleasure rolled through her in visible waves. I varied the pressure and rhythm, watching her face carefully, letting the system's knowledge combine with her reactions to create something perfectly tailored to what she needed.
She was writhing now, her hands grasping at the stone beneath her for purchase, her breath coming in desperate pants that echoed across the water. I could feel her getting close, her pussy clenching rhythmically around my fingers, her thighs trembling on either side of my arm.
"Do not stop," she begged, her voice breaking. "Please, please do not stop."
I had no intention of stopping. I leaned down, my mouth following where my hand worked, and the taste of her was intoxicating. Sweet and musky and utterly addictive. My tongue found her clit, circling and flicking while my fingers continued their work inside her. The Intuitive Technique extended here too, my mouth knowing exactly how to move, where to focus, how to build her pleasure in controlled waves that crested higher and higher.
Novar threaded her fingers through my hair, holding me in place with surprising strength, her thighs trembling violently now on either side of my head. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, rising in pitch as she approached the edge.
"I am going to... oh gods, I am going to..."
She shattered, her orgasm crashing over her with an intensity that made her scream loud enough to echo off the trees. Her pussy clenched hard around my fingers, pulsing rhythmically as waves of pleasure rolled through her entire body. I did not stop, working her through it, extending the sensation until she was shaking and gasping and weakly pushing at my head.
When I finally pulled back, she lay there trembling like a leaf, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Her eyes were glazed, unfocused, a look of complete satisfaction on her face.
But I was far from finished.
When she looked up at me after a moment, her gaze immediately dropped to my crotch again, to where my dick was straining so hard against the cloth it looked painful even to me. Her eyes widened as she took in the full size, the Enhanced Endowment making it abundantly clear I was significantly larger than what she was accustomed to. Even for a woman with her incredible body and obvious experience, this was clearly something new.
"I want..." she started, then stopped, swallowing hard. Her eyes kept darting between my face and my crotch, torn between maintaining eye contact and staring at what she clearly wanted. "I need you inside me. Now."
I removed the cloth, and her sharp intake of breath told me everything. She stared openly at my dick, her eyes tracking every inch of length and substantial girth, and I saw hunger mixed with just a hint of nervousness in her expression. For someone who looked like she did, who clearly knew her own appeal and power, that moment of uncertainty was strangely endearing.
"You are enormous," she whispered, almost to herself, her accent making the words sound exotic. "I have never seen..."
"I will go slow," I assured her, my voice rougher than I expected it to sound.
She nodded quickly, spreading her legs wider in clear invitation, and I positioned myself between her thighs. The Desire Reading skill showed me she was ready despite her nervousness, the indicators confirming she could handle what was about to happen.
I entered her slowly, giving her time to adjust to my size, and the sensation was absolutely overwhelming. She was tight and hot and perfect, her pussy gripping me like a vice as I pushed deeper inch by careful inch. The Stamina Enhancement kicked in immediately, allowing me to maintain control when every instinct screamed at me to just thrust hard and lose myself in the sensation.
"Oh gods," Novar gasped, her hands clutching at my shoulders hard enough to leave marks. "You are filling me completely. It is so much. I have never felt anything like this."
I began to move once she adjusted, slow and careful at first, letting her body accommodate my size. The Perfect Rhythm passive kicked in automatically, synchronizing my movements with her needs without conscious thought, finding the pace and angle that made her moan and arch beneath me. Every thrust was deliberate, controlled, hitting depths and angles that made her cry out in pleasure.
"Harder," she gasped after several minutes, her initial nervousness completely replaced by desperate need. "Please, I need it harder."
I obliged, increasing the pace, driving deeper with each thrust. The Intuitive Technique guided every movement, showing me exactly how to angle my hips to hit that perfect spot inside her with each stroke. Novar wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me even deeper, her nails raking down my back as pleasure built inside her again already.
The Amplified Sensation passive made every touch electric for her, every point of contact between our bodies heightened beyond normal limits. She was gasping and moaning continuously now, her head thrown back, completely lost in the sensations.
I showed her things I should not have known how to do, positions and rhythms and techniques that belonged to a world far more advanced and experienced than this primitive one. I took her on her back with her legs over my shoulders, then had her flip onto her hands and knees, entering her from behind in a way that made her scream with pleasure loud enough to frighten wildlife. Her incredibly long hair cascaded down her back like a dark waterfall, and I found myself gripping it gently as I thrust into her, using it for leverage while being careful not to hurt her. I sat back against the stone and had her ride me, watching as she bounced on my dick with wild enthusiasm, her perfect breasts bouncing hypnotically with each movement, her hands braced on my chest for leverage, her hair swinging around us like a curtain.
Each position brought new sensations, new angles, new heights of pleasure for both of us. The Stamina Enhancement held my own release at bay far longer than should have been remotely possible, allowing me to focus entirely on her satisfaction. I brought her to orgasm twice more, each one stronger and longer than the last, before I finally felt my own building to the point I could not hold back anymore.
"I am close," I warned her, my voice strained with the monumental effort of holding back. "Where do you want me to finish?"
"Inside," she gasped immediately, still riding me with desperate intensity despite her obvious exhaustion. "Finish inside me. I want to feel it. Fill me."
That permission was all I needed. The Stamina Enhancement finally released its hold on me, and my orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. I grabbed her hips, pulling her down hard onto my dick as I came, filling her pussy with what felt like an impossible amount. The sensation seemed to go on forever, pulse after powerful pulse, and Novar cried out as she felt me finish inside her, the sensation triggering yet another orgasm of her own that left her convulsing on top of me.
Ding.
[Quest Complete: First Contact]
[Reward: 50 Experience Points]
[Level Up! You are now Level 2]
[Experience: 0/200]
[Advanced Skill Tree Unlocked]
[System Shop Access Granted]
[New Passive Acquired: Recovery Enhancement - Stamina and vitality regeneration increased by 100%]
We collapsed together, both of us breathing hard, our bodies slick with sweat and other fluids. Novar lay sprawled across my chest, her eyes closed, a blissful smile on her face that spoke of complete satisfaction.
"That was..." she started in her accented speech, then trailed off, apparently unable to find adequate words.
"Yeah," I agreed, equally at a loss for how to describe what had just happened.
The system notifications continued to blink in my peripheral vision, but I was too exhausted to focus on them properly. Sleep was pulling at me with irresistible force, the combination of physical exertion, the strange circumstances, and whatever the system had done to my body finally catching up all at once.
The last thing I registered before consciousness faded completely was Novar's soft breathing against my chest, the warm afternoon sun on my skin, and the gentle sound of the stream flowing endlessly beside us.
Then darkness claimed me, and I knew nothing more.