"Ugh! Where did the old man send me?" Bradley woke up in a messy room, finding himself in nothing but a pair of boxers.
"Finally, not a mist anymore," he said with a big smile, as being in that state was miserable because he couldn't touch or feel anything. He then examined his body. It was skinnier than he expected, but he didn't mind, as he could always bulk up a bit. What really caught his eye was what was inside his pants.
"Holy, is it big," he said, surprised by the size of his dick and excited about using it in the future. "Well, moving aside that, why the fuck do I not remember anything about my new body's past?" He worried a bit as he tried his hardest to remember anything about this body's past but could only recall his own.
He tried to sit back on the bed to calm himself when a splitting headache suddenly hit him, making him groan in pain.
"The fuck!" But what surprised him even more were the overflowing memories instead of the pain. "Still hurts, though!"
After massaging his forehead for a while to lessen the pain, it finally stopped, and what remained were all the memories of the previous Bradley.
"Hmm, dead dad and suspicious debt? Interesting," he mumbled to himself, thinking about his father's suspicious death and the debt that added even more layers to it. While he was a bit worried about the debt and the people behind it, he was confident he could pay it off. What made him even happier was the woman he was living with, Debbie.
"Holy, she is hot." Not to mention, she was a single mother, which he didn't mind at all, so he decided to set his sights on her.
"Ugh! That bitch, though." Then he remembered Jenny, who was an annoying bitch and always picked fights with him. 'Whatever, just gotta ignore her.' Even though Jenny was as hot as her mother, he wasn't interested in her bitchy behavior and would rather have fun with sweet Debbie.
After deciding to pay off the debt and get together with Debbie, he finally got up from the bed and looked at himself in the mirror.
"I look like something, for sure." Looking at his hairstyle and his skinny body, he realized that his appearance needed a lot of work. For now, he decided to style his hair the best he could and put on some simple cargo pants and a t-shirt.
"Looking a bit better. Might grow it out a bit, though," he mumbled to himself, as his hair looked a bit better than his previous bowl cut due to some styling, but was still bad.
After that, he finally decided to address the biggest elephant in the room: the blue screen in the corner of his eyes.
[Sup Bradely, old man here and hope you have reached the new world safely? Of course, you have cause it's me overseeing but anyway, I gave you a small gift which is this system but don't expect anything overpowered. P.S. Just say system in your mind and it will pop up.]
Looking at the message, he couldn't help but want to scream with excitement about the gift he had received, but he calmed himself down after reading the second part.
"Better than nothing," he said. Even though he tried to calm himself, he couldn't, as the prospect of having a system was something straight out of a dream.
'System.' As soon as he thought it, a blue screen appeared in the corner of his eyes, which made him let out a weird laugh of excitement.
[1. Stats
2. Skills
3. Achievement
4. Quest]
Looking at the four options, he realized they were similar to various RPG games he had played and decided to check each section, one by one.
'Stats.'
[Name - Bradley Watson
Age - 18
Strength - 0/10
Dexterity - 0/10
Charisma - 0/10
Intelligence - 0/10]
Looking at his stats, which were, to say the least, amazing in their own way, he couldn't help but regret picking this world.
"The fuck are these dogshit stats." He tried to control his emotions and mumbled lightly as he opened and closed stats multiple times to see that they were all zero and not some kind of bug.
"It's okay, I've got to start somewhere." With a sigh, he gave himself some motivation and decided to check out the other sections.
'Skills.'
[1. Infinite Stamina - You would never run out of stamina while having sex.
2. Perfect Dick - Once a woman has your dick in her, she can never be satisfied without it and or with anything else.
3. Artist - Your art skills are surprisingly better than expected.]
"What the fuck do you mean, 'better than expected'?" He couldn't help but complain about the last description but was also surprised by the first two skills. This confirmed his hypothesis about what kind of world he was in, which was perfect for him, and the skills were perfect for such a world. Besides Debbie, he thought about the various other women he knew who were hot as hell, which made him even more excited to use these skills and have a good time with them.
"Well, thanks, old man," he said, lightly thanking the old man for the opportunity before moving on to the next section. He decided to check out the achievements.
'Achievements.'
He saw that all of the achievements were grayed out, with some being hidden and some telling him what to do.
"Interesting." Looking at the achievement for "reaching the end of people's story," it further confirmed that it was one of those porn games. He then looked at one achievement that he could do right away—or rather, two. While there were two he could do right away, he decided not to do the second or even the first for now, as he wanted to check the last section before that.