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The sun was setting, bathing the entire town in a dreamy, golden-orange glow. Leaves rustled in the breeze, and the distant lake reflected the lingering light like a shimmering mirror. Jeremy idly nudged a smooth stone along with his foot as he walked, the damp earth beneath him exuding a fresh, earthy scent. *Damn—this place is fucking beautiful.* He'd thought it was badass back when he watched *The Vampire Diaries*, but experiencing it in person now was absolutely intoxicating. Yet his mind wasn't on the scenery at all; ever since he'd banged that slut Vicki Donovan, his head had been filled with a chaotic mess of memories and desires. As he walked along, nudging the stone, he suddenly felt that something was off—*Where's Stefan?* Why hadn't that damn vampire brother shown up? The timeline was completely jumbled; it seemed this world had been thrown into total chaos.
Just as he lowered his head to kick the stone aside, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out inside his mind: "System Activated."
Jeremy came to a sudden halt, his eyes widening as if he'd just seen a ghost. He rubbed his temples and muttered to himself, "A System? You finally showed up." The voice was all too familiar; in his previous life, he'd read thousands of web novels, and this kind of "cheat-code" system was practically standard equipment. *Holy shit—no way. Is this actually fucking real?*
"Host detected to have completed Mission: Fuck Vicki Donovan. Congratulations on acquiring the Primordial Succubus Bloodline."
Jeremy's heart began to race. He swallowed hard as the System's description automatically materialized in his mind: "Primordial Succubus Bloodline: The Host possesses immortality within this universe; no force can kill you. However, you cannot escape the shackles of sexual desire and must maintain a suitable female 'plaything' as a companion. Any woman with whom you engage in continuous sexual relations will grow stronger through the act of intercourse and attain an immortal body."
"What the hell?!" Jeremy nearly shouted the words aloud, but he quickly glanced around. Fortunately, the road was secluded, and there wasn't even a dog in sight. If anyone had seen him talking to thin air like that, they surely would have hauled him off to a madhouse. He felt a warm current surge up from his *dantian* and course through his entire body—like a wave of heat washing through his meridians—yet outwardly, there were no significant changes. His muscles seemed to have firmed up slightly, and his cock felt faintly restless, but that was about it. *Fuck.* This bloodline sounded badass—not only did it grant immortality, but it could also empower women? But that requirement about being a "toy for women"... He glanced down at his crotch and immediately sensed something was off. "Is this thing turning me into a total weakling? System! You better fucking explain yourself!"
He called out in his mind several times, but that robotic voice never answered again. Jeremy gritted his teeth in frustration: "Fuck you, System! Bailing on me right when it matters most!" He kicked a stone by the roadside and continued walking home, his mind in a total uproar. Was this bloodline a blessing or a curse? Immortality sounded great, but was it inextricably tied to sexual desire? Did that mean he'd have to be fucking someone every single day just to stay alive? At that thought, Elena's face involuntarily flashed through his mind—those long legs, that perky ass, and her gentle, sisterly smile. *Fuck it. I'll deal with this once I get home.*
As night fell, the lights inside the cottage in Mystic Falls glowed a soft, dim yellow. Jeremy lay on his bed, stripped completely naked, his right hand gripping his rock-hard cock as he vigorously stroked it up and down. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his breathing grew increasingly ragged; his mind was consumed by images of fucking Vicki earlier that day—that slut's breasts bouncing wildly, her ass slapping against his hips with every thrust, her screaming for mercy one moment and begging him to go deeper the next. But no matter how hard he stroked, he just couldn't reach the brink of climax. His cock was hard as iron—veins bulging, pre-cum dripping steadily—yet he simply couldn't cum.
"Fuck! What the hell is going on?" Jeremy panted heavily, letting go of himself as he stared up at the ceiling and cursed. "Damn System, what have you turned me into? What am I supposed to do now? My cock is so rock-hard I can't even jerk it soft!" His eyes inadvertently drifted to the photo frame on the nightstand—a picture of him and Elena together. She was wearing a simple T-shirt, smiling sweetly like a gentle big sister; her beautiful breasts bulged faintly beneath the fabric, and she sat with her long legs crossed, her shapely ass pressing a seductive curve into the sofa cushions. Jeremy's heart sank, and desire flared within him like wildfire. *Fuck... Elena...* She was his sister, yes, but with his blood raging like this right now, he simply couldn't control himself.
He took a deep breath, pushed open his bedroom door, and—stark naked—slipped out into the hallway. It was the dead of night; Jenna's door was tightly shut, though the image of her massive breasts and huge ass flashed through Jeremy's mind—Jenna's ass was even bigger than her upper body, plump and voluptuous enough to give any man an instant, rock-hard erection just by looking at it. But tonight, his mind was full of Elena. Pushing open her door, he was greeted by the faint, sweet scent of a young woman. Elena was fast asleep, clad only in a pink bra and panties; her legs were spread wide in an M-shape, the blanket having somehow slid down onto the floor. Her long legs were straight and pale, her shapely ass jutting upward; her beautiful breasts rose and fell gently within her bra as she breathed evenly—she looked like a tempting gift waiting to be unwrapped.
Jeremy's cock instantly grew even harder, the tip throbbing with intense pressure. He swallowed hard, quietly closed the door behind him, and walked over to the bed.
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