Perverted_Fella

What would you do if you could copy abilities during an apocalypse?

Of course, you can only copy women's abilities by having sex with them and absorbing their coitus essence!

Jake Mystro, a determined and strong-willed teenager without an ability, was frowned upon and disdained for being powerless, as his body even rejected artificial abilities. Yet, that didn't bother Jake or make him sad, rather, he supported himself with the help of beast gears to avoid being bullied.

However, on a particular day, Jake got tricked into awakening his Vampiric powers, but the process left him in a life and death condition. Luckily, he acquired the 'Cuckold System.

[Ding!]
[You have acquired the Cuckold System]

[The Goddess of lust has acknowledged your strong will and determination]

[You have become a dedicated follower]

[By stealing other people's women you shall become stronger]


"I shall not become the follower of anyone! I will also conquer the goddess of lust! Mark my words!" 

[Fufufu.....you have balls of steel, you know?]

Let's follow the journey of Jake Mystro as he embarks on the journey of doing perverted tasks and becoming men's worst nightmare.
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Tags: Slice of life, Incest, Netori, Ecchi, Witches, Vampires, Pregnancy, Rape, Beastkins, Demi-humans, fellatio, cunnilingus, Dhampirs, Demons, gods, Fetish, Sperm-spreading, OP-Protagonist, Academy, Blood manipulation, Gore, Familiars, and Mutants.
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Note: The MC didn't acquire the system in the early chapters.

Mc is not getting ntr'd.

 MC is not getting cucked or getting stolen from. He'll be the one to steal from people.
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I Shall Cuck Everyone

"Sanguines petal strike; Second Stage!!" 


The two bellows simultaneously as they charge at each other. Trails and marks of burning blood aura can be seen in their paths as they dash towards each other like lightning bolts, aiming to finish everything in one strike.


Both of them sprint toward each other with their weapons radiating intense bloodlust.


Their collision sends shockwaves through the air, the force of their clash shaking the very foundation of the battleground. As the dust settles, both Zamira and Zero find themselves standing with their backs turned to each other, their swords still gripped tightly in their hands.


Final Clash