Slowly, he pushed himself all the way up, standing on both feet. His body felt different, it was light and he felt stronger.
He looked down at his hands, then at his chest, then moved his legs, turning left and right, checking himself.
The horns were still there on his head, small but sharp. His face was still slim and sharp. His body was still sleek and not fatty.
He stopped moving all of a sudden, his whole body stiff like it forgot what to do.
His eyes kept blinking, one time, then another, then faster, like he couldn't control them anymore. His lips were shaking at the corners, twitching again and again, not stopping.
"Wait… wait… this… this is the same body!"
He slapped his own chest, ran his hands on his arms, even touched his horns again just to make sure. "No… no mistake. It's exactly the same as before."
He threw his head up toward the ceiling and yelled, "You damn system! Again the same body! How lazy are you?!"
His voice cracked, bouncing off the stone walls. "You couldn't even design me a new body?! Just copy paste?! Really?! Even the author is too lazy to write a new look for me?!"
He stomped his foot, his slim frame shaking. "At least change the hair color, or give me a scar, or something! Not just ctrl+c, ctrl+v the old one!"
[Installing New System…]
[System Name: Harem Snatcher System…]
[Installing… 1%]
[Installing… 5%]
[Installing… 10%]
Right in front of Liu Yang's eyes a glowing screen popped up, floating in the air. The letters were big and shiny, moving line by line like he was inside a game tutorial.
The numbers went up fast.
[Installing… 45%]
[Installing… 80%]
[Installing… 100%]
[Installation Completed]
Liu Yang's eyes blinked wide. His mouth opened. "It's… it's really happening…"
More words came.
[Activation Command: "System"]
[Say this command to open the main System window. This will show the stats of the host.]
[Help Command: "Help"]
[Yell this command followed by your question to learn about stats, skills, or features of the System.]
[Quest Command: "Quest"]
[Use this command to see all the active quests and the status of each quest.]
"YES! YES! Finally I can get all the women I want!" Liu Yang yelled, his voice bouncing in the cave where he reincarnated as a Demon.
He even jumped on the cold floor, his fists waving in the air. "Come to papa!"
He shouted again, louder. "Help! System! Which skill you giving me? Hypnotism? Bewitching? Some charm spell? Come on, tell me fast!"
His eyes went round, his cheeks red, his lips pulling into a stupid grin.
In his head, pictures started running wild. He saw himself lying on the wide bed, soft under his back, and the girls were all over him.
All the girls in his imagination were wearing thin dresses, the cloth woven like a net. Through it you could see their whole body, from the top of the head down to the toes.
The dress was not hiding anything, not really, but it still made you want to pull it apart and tear it off, just so you could see it all clearly without the net in the way.
It was like fish caught in a net. They wanted to swim free in the water but they could not, the net was there holding them back.
Yet the water still touched them, they could still feel it, even though they could not swim.
That was how the girls body looked through their thin cloth, every part of them showing, yet still not free.
Their thin dresses were touching his skin, the cloth so light it felt like they were not even wearing anything, just the warmth of their bodies pressing through him.
Every time they leaned closer, the heat of their skin pushed into him, making his chest hot and his body tremble with excitement.
In his imagination he could smell them too. The perfume was floating in the air the smell were like sweet and soft, like flowers and honey mixed together.
It came from their hair, from their skin, from the space between them when they moved, and every breath he took filled his nose with that sweet smell.
The blue dress girl pressed her chest on his left arm, the net cloth which she was wearing rubbing his skin, the round shape of her chest pushing against his arm.
On the right another girl held him tight, her red net dress sticking to her body, and that thin cloth brushed against his shoulder and arm.
One girl at his legs kept rubbing, her hands moving slow on his thighs, pressing here and there.
The sheet over his lower body rose high, like a pole which was on the ground then slowly rises, a six inches long pole hidden under the sheet.
One girl raised her hand first. Her fingers came close to his face, touching his lips.
She waved her fingers on them, brushing left to right, feeling the shape, feeling how soft they were.
Then her hand started moving lower, slow, taking its time. From his lips down to his neck, her fingers sliding on the skin.
Then lower to his chest, then to his stomach, swirling round and round, like she was drawing circles on him.
Her fingers kept going, slipping under the sheet that covered his lower part. And then she grabbed the pole, it was soft yet hard.
Her hand started to move slowly, up first, then down, then up again.
Then her fingers touched the very top, brushing there, waving light over it, almost playful, like she was patting the head of a small angry cat that hissed but couldn't stop purring.