Dawnheart

I was left paralyzed with only a month to live, but that "9-inch" part of me was still hard as a rock. Even the sickly beautiful schoolgirl couldn't resist my "pecker," and to fulfill my dying wish, my sister even dressed up as a lady in black stockings to teach me how to "drill." What's more outrageous, the hospital nurses wanted to make a little movie with me, lining up with the head nurse at the front...

Just after coming out of the emergency room, I saw the system panel:

Name: Ethan Jones
Gender: Male
Length: 9 inches
Skill: Hard as a Rock LV1
Note: Peak human hardness
Dying Wish: To caress auntie's sheer black stockings
Task Reward Points: 1000 points

Despite my strength and stamina attributes being only at 1, and my agility at 0, only my "pecker" could lift the heavy blanket while doing squats. My face was full of question marks—what kind of bug is this system? Just because I like looking at auntie's legs, did it give me such a special skill?

Now, I have no choice. I must complete tasks to earn points and add attribute points.

However, the story actually begins 12 hours earlier...

Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming！

Scarlett reeked of alcohol, her eyes tightly shut, cheeks flushed with the hue of intoxication. Mistaking Ethan's hospital bed for her own, she kicked off her high heels, didn't even bother to remove her sheer stockings, and crawled under the covers, immediately falling asleep on her side.

"Uh? Auntie?" Ethan was still dazed, feeling the warm, soft body of the woman he'd been dreaming about lying right next to him.

Her wine-red hair spread across the pillow, mixing the scent of alcohol from her sexy uniform with the fragrance of her shampoo.

It was intoxicating, like the aroma of red wine, seeping into Ethan's nostrils.

Ethan's calls gradually softened as he swallowed hard, his hand uncontrollably resting on her slender waist. Through the fabric of her uniform, he could feel the softness of her abdomen.

Mission not completed?