Henti Mutation God system
decent potential with a bit of AI correction slop; if I were you, I would just support it so that this guy wins the contest and gets some money so that he doesn't have to do part-time while going to college with a shit ton of other very annoying stuff to do.
Because I need that part-time job money thats why consitency is shit
It's a hentai tentacle story with a decent plot and glitched, unreliable system that only extremely perverted legends who are keenly familiar with gooning and stuff can enjoy, only for the "adults."
Warning: This is really gory, fed-up shit
genre mix real-world entering-world invasion stuff
With all sorts of kinks explored in here, the MC is heavily influenced by monster instincts. He gets to see some of his wife; he is overpowered in a way. Here is the small part
**Holy moly, is this real? Am I in a fantasy world?** I glanced down at my new form—a writhing mass of dark, glistening tentacles. They sprouted from a central core, each one adorned with small, bioluminescent spots that pulsed with a faint blue light. My body felt powerful yet alien, with a tough, leathery texture and an almost liquid flexibility. I could sense the ability to mutate and change coursing through me.
I was God… well, technically, this body was. But who cares? I was moping over my mundane, unsuccessful life, making my eighth fountain, feeling sleepy and dizzy from lack of nutrition.
Everybody bullied me, but now I get a second chance. Is this a wonderful dream? Am I in a coma? Am I dead? Does this make me a reincarnator, a transmigrator, or just a delusional dreamer? Whatever it is, I won’t waste a single second trying to comprehend this. I’ll enjoy fulfilling all my fantasies, even if I am or look like a villain.
Those bastards who judged me were all well-off in life and wanted to control me. ** I’m sure there will be some here too. Yeah, in history, there have been worse people who committed genocides. I’m just seeking pleasure. Why do I feel like a sick bastard, similar to those psycho criminals?
No, this is a wonderful dream. I’ll enjoy it; I won’t even make friends if it’s a short span. Even if I’m in a coma, I might die early because of my bitchy stepmom. Okay, back to whatever this is.
I took in my surroundings. The place looked like a cross between a temple and a dungeon. Ancient stone walls covered in intricate carvings surrounded me. Magic circles glowed faintly on the floor, and an altar stood in the center, covered in runes and mystical symbols. Slave cages lined the walls, their iron bars rusting but still sturdy.
The downside is that a guy before me, a legend, tried to seduce a well-f*cked-up saint possessed by a goddess and paid dearly for it. That god cursed this body. He kind of sacrificed himself to the system because he was doing whatever he wanted. So, I can’t fool around because this body is dying and will be reported by a saint. The former host tried to make another body fail-safe, but his soul was dying because of the curse. This body can’t live long, will be hunted, and I can’t control it. Is that it, system?
['Yes.']
[There is a recording by the former host. Would you like to hear it?]
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Warning: This is a porno, not for the faint of heart; there are really disturbing and cruel things in here. All characters in here are imagination; this is not fanfic and has no link to other stories and all character are above 18 even if they say they are not in any way because they are mature enough in the world they are raised in to be in the legal age