Free Sample
Preview from chapter one
All characters are over 18.
The village of Oakhaven had stood for three hundred years, nestled between the Darkwood Forest and the Whispering Mountains. Its people lived simple lives—farming, hunting, trading with merchants who passed through on the old King's Road. The village had a tavern, The Drunken Dragon, run by a widow named Yvondra whose curves strained against her apron every night as she served ale to farmers and guards alike. Life was peaceful until the System arrived, changing everything.
Davidson Reck appeared in the center of the village square with a flash of blue light. One moment there was nothing but cobblestones and a fountain, the next a man stood there, dazed and naked, covered in strange glowing markings. Villagers screamed and ran, grabbing weapons or hiding in their homes. Only Yvondra remained, leaning against her tavern doorway with wide eyes and parted lips.
"What the hell is this?" Davidson muttered, looking down at his newly muscled body covered in blue tattoos that shifted like living things. He felt different—stronger, faster, hornier than he'd ever been. His cock, already massive and semi-hard, stirred as he caught sight of the tavern-keeper's generous cleavage threatening to spill from her dress.
Yvondra stepped forward cautiously, her large breasts swaying with each movement. "Who are you? What kind of magic is this?"
"I don't know," Davidson said, but his eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve. "One minute I'm in my world, next I'm here." He ran a hand through his dark hair, feeling the power thrumming through him. Something told him he could take whatever he wanted in this world, starting with the busty woman approaching him.
"The System has chosen you," Yvondra whispered, her face pale with fear. "A hero... to save us from the monsters."
Davidson grinned. "And what do heroes get for saving pretty girls like you?"
Yvondra's cheeks flushed. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the growing bulge between his legs. "Rewards... the System promises rewards."
The village elder appeared then, a wrinkled man named Thomas with a long white beard and nervous eyes. He carried a strange glowing crystal that pulsed with the same blue energy as Davidson's tattoos.
"Hero, come with me," Thomas said, trying not to stare at the naked man's impressive endowment. "We must explain your quest before the monsters return at sunset."
Davidson followed Thomas to the village elder's small cottage, the crowd of villagers parting before him like water. Women of all ages stared with hunger in their eyes, their dresses suddenly feeling too tight across their chests. They had heard the System's promise—any woman who pleased the hero would receive divine blessings, increased fertility, and insatiable pleasure.