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I Shall Cuck Everyone

What would you do if you could copy abilities during an apocalypse? Of course, you can only copy women's abilities by having sex with them and absorbing their coitus essence! Jake Mystro, a determined and strong-willed teenager without an ability, was frowned upon and disdained for being powerless, as his body even rejected artificial abilities. Yet, that didn't bother Jake or make him sad, rather, he supported himself with the help of beast gears to avoid being bullied. However, on a particular day, Jake got tricked into awakening his Vampiric powers, but the process left him in a life and death condition. Luckily, he acquired the 'Cuckold System. [Ding!] [You have acquired the Cuckold System] [The Goddess of lust has acknowledged your strong will and determination] [You have become a dedicated follower] [By stealing other people's women you shall become stronger] "I shall not become the follower of anyone! I will also conquer the goddess of lust! Mark my words!"  [Fufufu.....you have balls of steel, you know?] Let's follow the journey of Jake Mystro as he embarks on the journey of doing perverted tasks and becoming men's worst nightmare. ========================= Tags: Slice of life, Incest, Netori, Ecchi, Witches, Vampires, Pregnancy, Rape, Beastkins, Demi-humans, fellatio, cunnilingus, Dhampirs, Demons, gods, Fetish, Sperm-spreading, OP-Protagonist, Academy, Blood manipulation, Gore, Familiars, and Mutants. ------- Note: The MC didn't acquire the system in the early chapters. Mc is not getting ntr'd. MC is not getting cucked or getting stolen from. He'll be the one to steal from people. _________

Perverted_Fella · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
357 Chs

Jake vs Zamira

"Jake Mystro? My younger sister's son?" Zamira asks, her face showing confusion.

"You're absolutely right, dear aunt," I reply with a bright smile. I observe Zamira, detecting traces of annoyance and intense anger.

Suddenly, she points her sword at me.

"Are you here for the coronation ceremony?" Zamira questions, retracting her sword. The air of violence diminishes, but a simmering intensity remains as a warning.

"Yes," I truthfully answer.

Zamira gazes at me silently for a few moments, her thoughts unspoken.

"Do you know that after the coronation ceremony, you'll be one step away from becoming the king? The vampires will look up to you until the current king transfers the crown or passes away. I don't understand why Father has chosen you as the crown prince and is even willing to awaken from his slumber to give you the crown," Zamira reveals. There's an undercurrent of emotion in her voice, as if she's concerned—not for herself or me—but for the vampire citizens.