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A Gamer's Harem Upgrade: From Gamer to Harem lord in One Reincarnation

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT R-18] *Waifus - yesss! *Lemons - In excess! ******* Ever since the Great Cyber Collapse of '42, when AI went bonkers and decided to nuke the planet's WiFi, nations had gone dark. Military might crumbled faster than a stale cookie. In its place rose the shadowy world of espionage, where keyboard warriors became the new superheroes. Ned Wyatt, a 20-year-old anti-social hermit who was always locked up in his mommy's basement, got the chance to shine. He completed the hardest missions with ease, broke into the most secured places, and escaped with his balls intact; all with just a keyboard, a mouse and bottles of energy drinks. Before long, his avatar "Agent xXx_SpyGod69_xXx" was known as the greatest spy of all time, a character who gave meaning to the game of DEADLOCK! As far as Ned was concerned, he was living his dream life, all until the sudden death of his avatar, leading to his transmigration into the world of DEADLOCK to replace his deceased avatar, because without Agent xXx_SpyGod69_xXx, DEADLOCK was just like any other MMORPG spy game. But what was a spy without a team of in-game beauties and a hideout?? ***** [CAUTION: Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri DISCLAIMER: Cover isn't mine

The_Booker_Vessel · 游戏
分數不夠
55 Chs

Body Massage! +18

As Beatrix laid down on the couch per instructed, she was surprised to feel butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. She had never thought of any man sexually before today, and now one, who was a total stranger to her, was about to take control.

How far would he take it? Should she put a stop to it now before it got out of hand? The modest side of her screamed to get up, go to her room, and forget anything had happened. Doing naughty things with a stranger was wrong after all.

Unfortunately, her rational brain wasn't in control at that moment, so her mouth stayed shut, and her body remained stationary.

Well, stationary wasn't exactly the right word - she was squirming around non-stop, actually. But for now, she would just wait and see what happened next.

As Ned hovered over Beatrix's prone body, his initial desire was to play with the boobs that had been tormenting him all morning. His hands almost did it instinctively, but he stopped himself.