Kang Do Jin's hand was moving frantically under the blanket, his breathing ragged, eyes glued to the screen where a mature actress was moaning in ecstasy.
"49… just 49 more seconds… I can break the record… come on…"
Sweat dripped down his forehead. His cheap laptop was overheating. The room smelled of instant noodles and months of unwashed laundry. He was so close — painfully, desperately close.
Then his heart seized.
A sharp, blinding pain exploded in his chest. His hand froze mid-stroke. His vision blurred. The woman on the screen kept moaning, but Do Jin's body convulsed once, twice, and went limp.
The last thing he heard was the cold female voice of the adult video narrator:
"Congratulations on reaching climax~"
Everything went black.
…
Do Jin gasped awake, sucking in air like a drowning man.
He shot upright, eyes wide, heart hammering against his ribs. The room was… different. Clean. Small but neat. Sunlight streamed through clean windows. No dirty laundry. No rotting food. No cheap laptop.
"What the fuck…?"
He looked down at his hands. They were bigger, veined, stronger. His arms were toned. His chest was broad. He touched his face — sharp jawline, smooth skin, perfect teeth when he ran his tongue over them.
This wasn't his body.
A blue holographic screen suddenly materialized in front of his eyes, floating in the air like some cheap game interface.
[System Activation Complete]
[Welcome, Player Kang Do Jin]
[You died at the exact moment you were trying to break your pathetic 49th masturbation record.]
[Congratulations. You are now the proud owner of "The Perverted Gamble System."]
Do Jin blinked hard. "What kind of bullshit is this?"
The text changed, the voice in his head turning mocking and playful — like a sadistic game show host.
[Don't look so shocked, loser. You died a virgin who couldn't even finish properly. Now you've been given a second chance in a body that makes every mature woman in Seoul wet just by looking at you.]
[But here's the catch, because I love watching you suffer:]
[You can no longer feel real pleasure from normal sex.]
[Every orgasm, every drop of satisfaction, must be earned through high-risk missions.]
[The more dangerous and humiliating the situation, the more Sexual Points (SP) you gain.]
[Collect 100 SP → Spin the Lucky Wheel.]
[90% of the wheel gives you trash or punishment.]
[Only 0.5% chance for a real, useful skill.]
Do Jin stared at the screen, mouth open. "You're joking, right?"
[Do I look like I'm joking, Mr. 49?]
A new window popped up.
[Current Stats]
Name: Kang Do Jin
Age: 24
Body Rating: S-Class (Seductive Repairman)
SP: 0
Skills: None
Title: The Man Who Died Mid-Stroke
[First Mission Activated]
Target: Lee Mi Yun (42 years old, neglected rich housewife)
Location: Her luxury villa in Gangnam
Task: "Repair" the air conditioner in her bedroom.
Hidden Objective: Make her reach climax before her husband calls to check on her.
Risk Level: ★★☆☆☆
Reward: 100 SP + Risk Multiplier
Do Jin swallowed hard. His new body was already reacting — a familiar heat building between his legs, but somehow… restrained. Like something was blocking full pleasure.
He stood up and walked to the mirror.
Holy shit.
The man staring back was ridiculously handsome. Tall, broad shoulders, sharp eyes, messy black hair that somehow looked intentionally sexy. The kind of face that made women in their 40s forget their wedding rings.
The system's voice chuckled in his head.
[Nice body, huh? I gave you the perfect tool for the job. Now go use it before I decide to make your dick numb for a week as punishment for staring too long.]
Do Jin clenched his fists. Part of him wanted to scream. Part of him was already excited in a twisted way.
He wasn't going to save the world.
He wasn't going to take revenge on anyone.
He just wanted to live this new life to the absolute fullest — to feel real pleasure again, no matter how fucked up the conditions were.
"Fine," he muttered, grabbing the toolbox that was conveniently placed by the door. "Let's go see what this rich MILF looks like."
Thirty minutes later, he stood in front of a massive modern villa in one of Gangnam's most expensive neighborhoods. The gate opened automatically after he pressed the intercom.
A soft, slightly bored female voice answered.
"Come in. The air conditioner in the master bedroom isn't cooling properly."
Do Jin stepped inside. The interior screamed money — marble floors, crystal chandeliers, expensive art on the walls.
He climbed the stairs to the second floor.
The master bedroom door was half-open.
Inside, Lee Mi Yun was sitting on the edge of a king-sized bed, wearing a thin white silk robe that barely reached mid-thigh. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders. Even from the doorway, he could see the curve of her full breasts, the smooth skin of her legs, and the tired, hungry look in her eyes.
She was beautiful. Mature. Bored. And clearly neglected.
The system pinged excitedly.
[Eye of Desire (Temporary Free Use) Activated]
[Target's Current State: Extremely sexually frustrated. Hasn't had proper sex in 14 months. Fantasizing about a younger, strong man who can actually satisfy her.]
Mi Yun looked up at him. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw his face and body, but she quickly masked it with a calm, elegant expression.
"You're the repairman?" she asked, voice smooth but carrying a faint tremble.
Do Jin smiled, the new confident smile that came naturally with this body.
"Yes, ma'am. Kang Do Jin. I'm here to fix your… problem."
He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.
The air felt thick. Heavy with unspoken desire.
Mi Yun crossed her legs slowly, the robe slipping just enough to reveal more of her smooth thigh.
"The air conditioner is right there," she said, pointing to the unit beside the bed. "It's been making strange noises… and I've been feeling very hot lately."
Do Jin set the toolbox down.
His heart was racing.
The system's voice echoed in his mind, dripping with amusement:
[Mission started, Mr. 49.]
[Remember — normal sex won't satisfy you anymore.]
[If you want to feel real pleasure again… you're going to have to gamble for it.]
Do Jin looked at the beautiful, lonely woman sitting on the bed, watching him with barely hidden hunger.
He took a slow step closer.
A dangerous, excited grin spread across his face.
"Alright then," he whispered under his breath.
"Let's see how hot we can make this room."