Erosire

I am a pervert.
I am such a pervert.
Even in death, I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help myself at all!
As a ghost, I am on a mission to spread manly culture throughout this world and the next. Join me on my adventure throughout the multiverse. Read about my endless debauchery. And feel what I feel!
Even Gods tremble erotically in my presence and spread their legs to welcome me. Hah!
I am such a pervert. 
And this will be super fun!
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This story contains extreme sexual situation and more sexual situations. No one under 18 is allowed.

Ghost of Culture

Junior desperately wants to be freed from the tight confine of my pants.

Oh wait. That is not exactly true. It actually wants to remain locked up, but obviously in a very different place. A much tighter place. Deeper and wetter too. Hah!

It is a place that I would have come from if our familial relationship is exactly what I had claimed. Sadly, as much as I want it to be since I do see Kaguya as a motherly figure, it is not.

I am not her son. I am just pretending to be since I have claimed something very precious from Hayate, who is her actual son. Oops. That comes out wrong. That claiming part. I mean to say that I have pretty much cuckold Hayate by practically stealing Orvis, who should have been in his harem.

And probably way more than that since I do have plenty of time left. How long does it take to convert them to a worshipper of mine? Did not take that long at all. Must be because of the setting.

Playing The Guilt Card