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Perverted Daddy System

“What the fuck? What is going on? Have I completely lost it?” As I stare panicky at the dot unable to decide what to do, the white dot disappears and a line of text appears in its place. [Installing files. 1% done…] As I watch the text in shock, the percentage gradually increases. […2%...3%...4%...] I move to the living room in a zombie-like manner, too shocked to think clearly and lie down on the couch. “Something is wrong with me; I think I finally lost my sanity…” […12%...13%...14%...] Unable to affect the situation in the least, I stare dejectedly at the percentage increase, while my mind starts exploring the possible explanations. In the end, as the percentage hits 90%, I narrow it down to three possibilities. The first possibility is that I am in fact still unconscious and this is all a product of my mind. I pinch myself and whimper at the pain, as in my nervousness I used almost all my strength. Nope, the first is out. The second possibility is that I have completely lost my mind and am suffering from delusions. Hmm, I cannot exclude this, but while possible, I don’t think that this is it. The only thing out of the ordinary is that fucking line of text. The third possibility … [Installation successful!] The text disappears and a new message appears in my eyes… The third possibility … is that I gained a system. I read the message with my mouth agape at the implications. [Welcome user, to the Perverted Daddy System!] Fuck… TAGS: Mind control, manipulation, corruption, sleep sex, rape, blackmail, oyakodon

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114 Chs

PDS - Chapter 112 - Planning makes me horny

As inevitably expected, my dear wife woke up just as I finished emptying my balls and started pouting, sad at the idea that I didn't wake her up to enjoy the morning "exercise". Unable to argue when faced with her puppy eyes and erect nipples, I found myself "forced" to (re)fill her cunt with her favorite breakfast, (and lunch...and dinner.. and afternoon snack...and... well, you get the idea).

"Sacrifice" accomplished, I let the half-fainted, cum-filled, purring mess rest and head to the shower.

While washing myself I continue planning in my head. First of all, let's review what I know about my new targets.