Wiping his thoughts away, Adrian simply smiled as he quietly muttered to Elena,
"Don't worry, Elena, our dear sister is just joking with us, alright?"
"Huh?...A joke?" Elena stuttered, almost in slightly confusion.
Adrian said this hoping to disescalate whateever Elena was in the mood of starting. However, Leila simply turned, scoffing at him playfully before stepping away.
Upon seeing this, he assessed her once more, as the target she truly was to him....
'Well...what else would a guy with such a fat ass be to me?'
'Should be a tough one… but definitely gonna make her submit. Gosh, I love this new world.'
he thought, a soft chuckle slipping from his lips as he moved toward the steps and began climbing the stairs, muttering to Elena.
"I'll be… I'm off to my room. Let me get dressed."
But inwardly, he couldn't shake off his thoughts—
'I do… I really… wonder what the mother will be like…'
He continued moving until finally, he got into the house—into his room—shutting the door behind him.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot."
As the door clicked shut, he barely spared the room a glance. It was just a normal, casual space—posters on the walls, bookshelves filled with random things—but none of that mattered.
The first thing his eyes searched for was the bed.
He walked over to it and sat down slowly, loosening his jacket before pulling it off, revealing his slightly blood-stained top.
"I've cleaned myself up so my sisters wouldn't see that I...well, the former owner of the body was getting bullied."
'I need to get that image out of their heads… the idea that I'm some sort of weak brat,' he thought inwardly.
'Looks like they didn't notice anyway.'
Then—
"Okay, now to make things more interesting." He said, reaching forward slightly as his thoughts aligned with the system—
'If I can… I'd like to add an activation phrase to my skill.'
Almost immediately, the system responded, a notification appearing before him—
[Ding!]
[What word or phrase would you like to set as the activation phrase? Submit to confirm.]
"What about… 'submit'?" he said.
And as the words left his mouth, another notification appeared—
[Activation phrase 'submit' has been added.]
A small smile formed on his lips.
"Good… good."
'Well, I've already met two of his sisters. From what I remember, there were four… but he only lives with three… and then the mother.'
'I didn't meet the mother yet… not really. I guess that'll happen at dinner.'
'Maybe then… I'll get to decide who my first target will be.'
So the night finally came, and as dinner was ready, Adrian was called down by Elena to the dining table.
Already properly dressed—neat and presentable—he stepped out of his room, descending the stairs step by step. As he met Elena, a charming smile naturally formed on his face.
And inwardly, he scanned her once more—
'Okay… she's the happy one. Leila is the nonchalant one. And the others… the others will show themselves.'
He thought as he moved forward.
Just then, Leila walked past him, heading toward the stairs. His eyes instinctively followed her—her sexy puffy ass swaying with each step she took.
For a brief moment, he lingered… before finally moving again, descending the stairs toward the dining area.
And the moment he stepped in, the first words that left his mouth came out almost unconsciously—
"Holy me…" he muttered.
The difference between the beauties of Leila and Elena was already clear…
But what stood before him now was something else entirely.
The mother of the house—Celine.
She stood there gracefully, her presence commanding. Her breasts were just as large as Elena's, if not larger, perhaps even larger than her own head… but her ass—far bigger than Leila's—looked almost too heavy, as though its sheer size carried weight of its own.
Then, calmly, she brought the food forward, placing it neatly in front of them before gently lowering herself onto her seat. The chair creaked under her weight, letting out a strained squeak.
And then… she smiled at Adrian.
A soft, warm, almost affectionate smile.
"Yes, dear… is something the matter?"
At that moment, Adrian's hand subtly moved toward his strap, trying to conceal the mark of his already aroused length beneath his clothing.
And then—
'None of these people know that I'm a different guy…'
'None of them know… and they still believe…Well then… I'll be seeing this every day. Thank God these people are not related to me anyway…'
He stepped forward and took his seat, his expression shifting into a bright, polite smile.
"No mum....Thank you."
Celine's gaze lingered on him for a moment.
"Hmm....are you sure everything is alright, Adrian?"
"Oh yes, why would you say that?" he muttered.
"You have a bruise."
He paused.
There it was—faint bruising along his jaw, stinging slightly as his fingers brushed against it.
"Oh… this?" he muttered, forcing a light tone. "Don't worry about it. It was just a small accident… it literally happened at home."
As he spoke, his thoughts ran underneath—
'You can't act careless… I was completely fine when I came in… how come she's noticing a bruise? Damn it, it doesn't matter now, I have to erase the poor sad boy mentality they have of me at all cost.'
Celine paused for a brief moment, studying him… before finally she moved closer.
Having dropped the plates she had served onto the dining table, she firmly wrapped her hands around Adrian, pulling him into a warm, caring embrace—pressing his face gently into her breasts.
Adrian's face lifted slightly in shock—
He could feel them.
The two soft, full mounds of her breasts pressed tightly against his face, with nothing in between—no support, no bra—nothing to dull the sensation.
All he could feel was the warmth… the softness… and the faint, unmistakable poke of her nipples, subtly outlined through the thin fabric of the dress she wore.
"Alright… just be a little more careful." She only added, but Adrian felt more, he felt an undying urge to suckle on her watermelon like tits right and that moment.
'Oh my God! She is indeed a MILF! I think...I'll make her my first taboo.'
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