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Taboo System - I'm Not a Pervert! I Swear!!

Wallass
Warning! Smut story. For +18 readers only. Reincarnation was not something Kain expected. At least he doesn't think so, because it's not like he remembers a lot from his past life. He knows he had one, and some other stuff, but just that. So, he thought he would just live a normal life with his new family and not bother with anything else. That plan went down the drain the moment he realized that: Not only was this world infested with monsters, but they were extremely overpowered as well. To make matters worse, everyone is born with a cheat skill, but he wasn't. He fell into dispair at the young age of one year old, and then a system awakaned. In front of him, these words appeared. [TABOO SYSTEM ACTIVATED] He smiled. Finally! Hope!! And then he read the next sentence. [Play with your mother's breasts. 10 Points] "What the fuc-!" This is the story of a boy that wanted to get stronger, and found that the only way to do so was not only by being a pervert, but by doing things that would be considered taboo by anyone with common sence. And sadly, our protagonist is not a pervert. "What do you mean enjoying sex isn't a thing in this world? What?! Not even brothels exist here?!!" Such a revelation blew his mind. ——— Warning! There will be: Incest, a lot of smut, taboo subjects, a hard working protagonist (in every sense), lolicon, shotacon, milf, dubious consent. There won't be: NTR (Done to the MC, I mean, he will probably do NTR at some point, but it will be deserved), drugs, hypnotism, brainwashing, objectification of female characters, homoerotic smut (male on male), rape, slow burn. ——— This is written because I noticed that in most smut novels that have this theme going, the MCs are already perverts that are willing to do anything to get laid. You can feel the boner of the authors when they write about the female characters. I hate that. For me, the charm of this kind of smut is with WHOM the MC is doing IT. If the female characters loses what made them THEM after the MC "conquered" them, then the character herself loses the charm. That's why I hate objectification of female characters. They have to have their own thoughts, doubts, dreams, wishes, hopes, before and after they're "conquered". If they lose their essence, it's not different than saying that the MC killed them. I write this smut in hopes of achieving this vision I have. I hope all of you enjoy going down this hole of depravity with me.
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