Ultimate Charm System
Catching my girlfriend of four years on all fours while some guy slammed into her from behind as she screamed 'harder' was not exactly the sight I ever expected to walk in on.
My heart didn’t just break; it hollowed out. I drank myself stupid trying to numb it, but alcohol never really does the job. Then, like an idiot, I drove home drunk and ended up crashing straight into a truck.
On the brink of death, a wickedly sexy demon appeared. She offered to save me and grant me power, so long as I gave her one thing in return: entertainment.
Next thing I know, I’ve been blessed with a Charm skill. And as it levels up, life gets… chaotic.
Suddenly I’m being chased by all kinds of women—college professors, thirsty single moms, even high-class cougars with more money than morals.
As I climb the social ladder and build real influence, one goal stays burning in my chest: to serve the girl who betrayed me a cold, delicious revenge she’ll never forget.
Additional Tags: Incest, BDSM, Rags to Riches, MILFS, Cougars, Harem
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Chapter: 220.A punishment befitting a whore was given to Rita by her own brother. Mark had her tied up in a brutal, agonizing position, binding her ankles and legs together to force her body into a humiliating, deeply uncomfortable bend.Once she was immobilized, the degradation truly began. He rained down a barrage of filthy insults, mapping out her worthlessness with every word as he spanked and fucked her ruthlessly, ultimately blowing a heavy load deep inside her womb.Even with the assistance of The Vitality of the Demon King, a passive trait that spiked his libido to completely unnatural, monstrous levels, Mark was still human at the end of the day. The sheer exertion finally caught up to him. His cock went flaccid and flat, and only then did he finally untie his sister and let her go. Of course, that was only after she had submitted entirely, broken and sluttified in the exact same manner Lilith had been.Before completely giving in to his exhaustion, Mark used his skill Seed Control on the
Last Updated: 2026-06-07
Chapter: 219(Third Person POV)Mark grabbed his massive cock without wasting time and lined it up against Lilith's wet nether region. His cock head intruded her pussy lips, stretching them wide as it probed against her inner labia. She couldn't help but let out a moan, patiently waiting for the rest of his love rod to fill her up. Sinking his mouth onto her breast, he bit down hard on her nipple, distracting her just as he drove himself inside her in one deep, brutal thrust.No warning. No time to ease into it. Just his massive cock slamming against her core."Oh fuck, you're so tight," he growled against her skin, his mouth devouring her breasts. She came instantly, soaking him, her orgasm making her cry out as he stretched her open with no care. She was dizzy, her head spinning with how deep he was. He didn't give her a second to breathe.His hips started pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping echoing inside the room. His forehead dripped sweat. His moans were muffled against her tits as
Last Updated: 2026-06-05
Chapter: 218. See what you turned me to be(Lilith’s POV)Mark pressed the wet tip of his cock directly against my tight little asshole. I gasped. Below it, my empty pussy was dripping, pulsing, and absolutely desperate for attention. And then, he slid in.Slow. Thick. Straining my walls.I cried out, the friction burning my anal walls in what felt incredible in the worst way. My eyes rolled back into my head as inch after heavy inch of his cock buried itself inside me. My legs trembled violently against the mattress. My ass throbbed, completely stretched and stuffed to absolute maximum capacity."I can't... you're too big..." I wept, utterly breathless. The sheer volume of him was overwhelming. I was already too small to take his size in my pussy, let alone my tight little asshole. It burned, but it was slick, drenched in the copious amounts of juices he had scooped from my cunt to use as lubrication.Then, he began to move. At first, it was slow and thick strokes that made my ja
Last Updated: 2026-06-01
Chapter: 217. A masochistic little kitten(Lilith’s POV)My fear and confusion were heavy as Mark loomed over me again, ruthlessly pinning me against the wall before shoving a single finger deep into my pussy."Are you ready to be turned into the slut you really are?" he asked, his voice dripping with dark amusement."What? I-I'm not a slut! I'm the heir of the Brisc—"He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against my bare back. "Oh, you poor kitten. I can feel your heart hammering through your ribs. I can hear the tremble in your voice. But don't worry... I'll let you go after I make more than just your voice tremble."With that, he brought his hand down on my ass cheek—not a brutal strike, but a firm, playful slap that made my skin sting and heat up instantly. Then, I felt his thick, throbbing cock hovering right behind me, dragging up and down the crease of my backside. The sheer size and heat of it, fueled entirely by my shock and terror, sent a wave of panic straight to my core. He used his free hand to shove his hair o
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Chapter: 216. Sluttification(Rita’s POV)Humiliation. Pure, unadulterated humiliation. My own brother was systematically breaking me down into a submissive little slut in the most degrading ways possible.He had me cuffed and to sharpen the sting, he did it right in front of Lilith Brisco. After shredding my clothes like they were nothing, he had buried his face in my cunt, lapping at my clit, only to cruelly pull himself away just as I was teetering on the edge of a massive orgasm. As much as I hated to admit it, he was driving me into a frenzy. His tongue game was good, but it was more than that, his entire aura, his dominative side, it was making me lose my mind."Tell me, Rita," he said, stepping off the bed to rummage through his bag. I stared, breathless, wondering what other instruments of torture he had packed away. "How many people have you fucked?"The question hit me like a bucket of ice water. Was he actually curious about my past?"What? Why are you—"SPANK.Mark’s hand connected with my swollen sli
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Chapter: 215. CNC(Mark's POV)As always, my sister’s sleeping position was aggressively unladylike and devastatingly hot. She was sprawled out in a faded orange nightdress, a stupid little teddy bear printed right between her breasts. Thanks to her tossing and turning, the hem had hiked up past her waist, offering a clear, high-definition view of her red lace panties.She was flat on her back, one leg cocked up while the other laid straight, a pose that turned her crotch into a focal point. Her pussy print was vivid, the fabric of her panties straining against the puffed, swollen paradise beneath. I licked my lips, drinking in the sight like a man dying of thirst. My gaze drifted up her soft abdomen to that teddy bear, marking the territory of my favorite obsession: her breasts.The neckline was deep enough to spill out the tops of her round fat tits. As she snored, I took full advantage, staring at them with the kind of raw, unapologetic hunger that most guys would lie about. I’m a degenerate; I’ve m
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
The Scumbag’s Second Life
Malvin was born with a life of privilege. He had everything: wealth, status, and good looks.
Yet, instead of enjoying a luxurious life, he felt hollow. A life without ambition had no meaning to it. If anything, it was boring.
The only thing he did to keep himself entertained was sleep around with women, regardless of whether they were married or not.
But one day, his recklessness led to his demise, killed by a husband who caught him in bed with his wife. A fitting death, given his scumbag ways.
But that wasn't the end. Fate had other plans for him.
Reborn into a world of reapers, Malvin starts from scratch. Orphaned at birth, he must carve his own path, survive, and grow stronger.
His goal? become the ultimate scumbag who wouldn't get himself killed by angry husbands.
But there's a slight problem. He's a half-human, half-reaper abomination, born to die.
His existence destabilizes the world, and he's spared only to be used as a weapon.
Caught up in a world where Reapers wage a never-ending war against Soul Witches –monstrous beings that ravage realms and devour human souls - would he really become the weapon they desperately need to turn the tides, or will he be their Destroyer?
Read on to find out.
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MC is a total scumbag. Be warned.
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Chapter: 15. Time for judgment!As the first round of entrance exams commenced within the small huts at the coliseum's center, the participants' inner experiences were projected onto massive, hovering screens. High above the stage, these displays allowed the roaring spectators to cheer for their favorites in real-time.Azra sat in the stands with one leg crossed over the other, dressed in gray shorts and a matching crop top that left her navel exposed. She signaled to a vendor who had emerged from a "standalone door", one of those magical thresholds that stood without a building, pushing a trolley of soft drinks."Hey... can I get one, please?" she muttered, fishing a bill from her bustier.The currency looked remarkably like Earth's US dollars, except the text across the top read: Death Notes.Accepting the cash, the vendor handed her a drink and continued on his way, hawking his wares to the rest of the crowd.Instructor Stein, seated in the VIP se
Last Updated: 2025-12-20
Chapter: 14. First RoundThe Principal strode onto the colossal arena floor as tens of thousands of spectators leaned forward in anticipation. The coliseum roared with noise—shouts, laughter, wagers being made in hushed tones and reckless voices alike. She stopped at the very center. Then slowly crouched. Her palm pressed against the stone, and the ground answered to her power. A deep tremor rippled across the arena. Cracks spiderwebbed outward, and before the roaring crowd's eyes, small hut-like structures began clawing their way out of the earth itself—wooden frames raised on crude poles, walls woven from dried grass and bark. One after another, they rose until an entire ring of primitive rooms stood in the middle of the coliseum. The crowd exploded. Another group of instructors followed, each carrying a gray clay pot sealed with a lid. One pot was placed inside every hut. When the last was set down, they exited the stage in silence, principal Chloe taking the VIP seats to watch the mat
Last Updated: 2025-12-19
Chapter: 13. Entrance exams"I suggest you refrain from any further scoundrelous behavior if you don't wish to find yourself on my bad side, young man," Principal Chloe muttered as she returned to her seat behind the desk, leaving Hazrad sprawled on the floor, groaning in pain. She slid open a drawer with practiced calm, retrieved a pair of eyeglasses lined with soft pink, and slipped them on. Hazrad's groans abruptly stopped. His eyes lit up. "Damn… even hotter in glasses." She gave him a death stare. He clamped his mouth shut instantly. Chloe folded her hands beneath her chin and leaned forward, her posture composed but predatory, eyes drilling into him. "You already know this, but I'll say it plainly. Unlike the other students, you do not have the luxury of wandering this academy carefree." Hazrad pushed himself upright with a grunt, rolled his shoulders, adjusted his crooked blazer, and flicked invisible dust from his sleeve. "Yeah, yeah. Spare me the lecture and get to the point, my lady."
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Chapter: 12. A successor A chubby man in a dark cloak, pointy shoes, and brightly colored socks that looked like they belonged to a circus – bowed on one knee outside a curtained room. From within came muffled sounds and different female moans that suggested the occupant was otherwise occupied, enjoying themselves in a threesome. "Master... I've come to report!" he muttered, his voice trembling. He knew better than to disturb his master mid-indulgence. The man behind the curtain didn't respond. Instead, his thrusts on the women he was fucking became harder, louder and more rough. The women's screams intensified, moaning on the top of their voices. Their sensual moans made the clown uncomfortable as it triggered his own sexual desires. But he knew better than to indulge such thoughts. His master's companions were strictly off-limits. Desperate to quell the rising boner in his pants, he forced himself to picture how his grandmother would look when naked. The mental image worked and almost instantly
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Chapter: 11. Fan of bullying As expected of a nobles' academy, students from all imaginable rich background flooded the entrance. Chariots glided across the paved courtyard, some drawn by unicorns, some by elegant stallions, and others by mystic beasts Hazrad had never even read about. The students climbing down from these lavish rides wore smug little smiles, basking in admiration from other nobles. There were no grand gates for entering the academy or any kind of dramatic archway, only a shimmering barrier and a small checkpoint room where each student was searched, identified, and confirmed before being permitted through. Such tight security… Hazrad muttered inwardly. He stepped off their chariot, still wide-eyed at everything around him, when the gasps from nearby students made him look up. His breath hitched that he nearly choked on his own saliva. Descending from the sky was a reindeer-drawn sleigh straight out of a holiday movie. Santa-style, complete with a trail of twinkling gold particles curl
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: 10. Umbra CityThe chariot glided down the mountain path with surprising grace, its wheels humming against the stone path.Hazrad leaned forward, eyes roaming eagerly across the landscape as if he were trying to memorize every inch of it.They crossed an arched bridge, and beneath it stretched an endless river, its surface shimmering in shifting colors like a rippling rainbow."What's this river, lady?" Hazrad asked, craning his neck.Azra inhaled deeply, ready to scold him for "lady" again, but the question tugged out her wiser, older-sister mode. She folded her arms, eyelids narrowing in a dramatic sage-like fashion."This is the River of Woes. Though this is only a stream of the main body.""River of Woes?" Hazrad echoed, leaning so close he nearly toppled out. "Why's it called that? I didn't read anything about it in the book!""That's because we only had one history book at home, dummy." She rolled her eyes. "Stop pestering me. You'll learn all of this at the academy."Hazrad clasped his hands
Last Updated: 2025-11-25
