Chapter 96
Ray stared at the back of the hot woman standing in front of the lingerie store display. She was tall, had a mature body, tight jeans hugging her round hips, and a low-cut blouse that showed off her tempting cleavage every time she leaned forward a little.
"I... can’t do this," Ray muttered quietly, his voice shaking. Pretending he wasn’t horny in front of that annoying short girl.
Milady, standing right next to him, immediately turned her head. Her thin smile disappeared instantly. Her big eyes narrowed, and a cold aura wrapped around Ray.
"You gonna refuse again?" Her voice was low but clearly threatening. Her small finger moved slowly in the air. "Want me to stab needles into your brain again until you cry and beg for mercy right here?"
Ray immediately bit his lower lip. Cold sweat ran down the back of his neck. "I... I’ll do it. But... how? I can’t just charge in like—"
Milady cut him off in a bored tone. "That’s it, Ray. Grope her tits. Hug her from behind. Then grind your dirty cock against her ass. Slowly. Don’t rush. I wanna see you actually enjoy doing it."
Ray swallowed hard. His throat felt dry. But behind his jeans, his cock was already starting to throb just imagining the order. Hot. Humiliating. But... kinda good too.
Milady looked him up and down with a condescending expression, like she was staring at a dog she just caught getting hard. "Look at that. Your face is already red. Your cock’s hard too, isn’t it? Perverted slave."
Ray gritted his teeth. "Stop reading my mind, you bitch!"
He quickly raised his hand and opened the system panel. The blue hologram logo appeared. With angry and embarrassed movements, he opened the **Alter Building** tab, then typed fast in the input box:
[being friendly means groping tits, hugging from behind and grinding your cock, this kind of pervy shit is the most friendly behavior in the world]
The panel blinked green.
[Ding!]
[Alter Building Activated - 00:30:00]
[300 Alter Points consumed]
Milady, who was reading his mind, chuckled softly. "Fufufu... good. Now keep going. Don’t make me wait long."
Ray let out a long breath. His face behind the black mask was burning. He stepped slowly toward the woman from behind. His heart was pounding like crazy.
Once he was close enough, Ray reached out with both hands. One arm wrapped around the woman’s waist, the other slowly moved up and grabbed her full breast from the front. His fingers squeezed gently but firmly through the thin blouse.
"—!!" The woman jolted in surprise, her body tensing up. "Eh?! Who the hell are you?!"
Ray pressed his body against her from behind. His hips pushed forward slowly, his already-hard cock behind his jeans rubbing right against the woman’s ass — slow, repeated, sliding up and down between her cheeks in those tight jeans.
"Friendly greeting... Miss," Ray whispered near her ear, his voice a bit hoarse from embarrassment and lust.
The woman froze. Her mouth opened, ready to get mad, but because of the common sense alteration Ray just applied, her expression slowly changed. The confusion in her eyes turned into something... weird. Like she just remembered something that was supposed to be normal.
"Oh, I thought you were someone else earlier," she repeated quietly. Her voice still sounded confused, but she wasn’t angry anymore. "You’re this friendly, huh?"
Ray nodded slowly behind her, his hand still squeezing the woman’s tit with a slow rhythm. "Yeah, I’m just trying to socialize better, hehe..."
Milady, standing nearby, immediately joined in with a sweet voice, playing the role of the "cute little sister."
"Big sis, my big brother really loves giving friendly greetings to pretty girls," she said with an innocent smile, her small hand waving cutely. "Don’t be mad, okay? My big brother’s actually really nice."
The woman turned slightly toward Milady. Her face was still flushed, but she smiled a little. "Oh... his little sister... so cute. I thought you two were just normal siblings."
"We are siblings," Milady answered quickly, her eyes sparkling as she held back laughter. "My big brother’s just super overprotective with me. But when it’s with a pretty big sis like you, he gets this friendly."
Ray kept grinding his cock against the woman’s ass the whole time. His movements were slow and deliberate. He could feel the warmth of her body through the jeans. His cock was getting even harder. He was dying of embarrassment, but his body couldn’t stop.
The woman bit her lower lip. "This... is kinda weird though. It’s super rare for a young guy to be this friendly, hehe..."
"I’m just trying to be a better person, hehe," Ray answered in a low voice, his hand squeezing the woman’s tit deeper. His thumb slowly rubbed over the area where her nipple was starting to harden under her bra.
Milady chuckled quietly beside them. She casually pulled out her phone. "Big sis, can I get your IG? My big brother will probably wanna send another friendly greeting later. So he doesn’t forget."
The woman hesitated for a second, but the alteration made her nod. "Uh... sure. @Luara.Sone00 But don’t spam, okay? I’m scared of getting trolled, hehe..."
Milady quickly typed on her phone. "Got it. Saved. Thanks, big sis~"
Then Milady turned to Ray with an evil smile. "Big bro, pose first. I wanna take a picture. So Sis Siska can see it later."
Ray quickly turned to Milady, eyes wide behind the mask. "Huh?! You wanna take a pic—"
"Pose," Milady repeated in a cold commanding tone. "Don’t take your grope hand off her tit. Keep grinding your hips. Smile too. I’ll count to three."
Ray gritted his teeth. His face was burning. But he knew — if he refused, Milady could make his brain explode right here. So he held the pose. His left hand kept firmly squeezing the woman’s tit, his hips kept slowly grinding against her ass, his hard cock clearly rubbing up and down.
Milady raised her phone. *Click. Click. Click.*
"Wow, these photos came out really good," she said while looking at the screen with satisfaction. "Let’s take another one. Big bro, hug her tighter. Don’t just squeeze her tit, twist it around too."
Ray was forced to do it. His hand slowly twisted on the woman’s tit. His hips ground deeper. The woman bit her lip, her breathing getting a little heavier.
"This photo’s nice too," Milady continued while showing the screen to the woman. "Sis Siska, look at this. Your husband would probably laugh seeing my big brother acting all fake-friendly like this."
The woman looked at the photo on Milady’s screen. In the photo it was clear: Ray hugging her from behind, one hand squeezing her breast, his hips pressed tight against her, and Ray’s embarrassed expression behind the mask. Ironically, because her common sense had already changed, the woman could only laugh softly even though her cheeks were bright red.
"Yeah... it does look pretty intimate," she muttered. "Your big brother... is really active with his greetings."
Milady put her phone away with a wide smile. "Big bro, keep going. Don’t stop. So the alteration sticks stronger. Sis Siska, can my big brother give you a longer greeting? So he feels satisfied."
The woman nodded slowly, her voice a bit shaky. "O-okay... as long as it’s not too long. People might see."
Ray continued. His right hand slid down to the woman’s hip for a moment, pulling her hips closer to his now painfully hard cock. The grinding got deeper, slower, more deliberate. He could feel the woman slightly pushing her ass back against him, like she was unconsciously responding.
Milady stood beside them with her arms crossed, watching like she was enjoying her favorite show. Every now and then she made quiet comments only Ray could hear.
"Grind more friendly. Don’t be shy."
Ray bit his lip behind the mask. "You... are actually a psychopath."
"Fufufu... thanks for the compliment."
The conversation continued for a few minutes. The woman started asking questions quietly while Ray kept "greeting" her.
"You... usually give greetings like this to anyone?"
"To... people I think are friendly," Ray answered in a hoarse voice.
"Then... doesn’t your wife get mad?"
"I... don’t have a wife yet."
"Oh... I see." The woman laughed softly, her breathing a little heavy. "Lucky... if you had a wife, she’d definitely get jealous seeing this."
Milady chuckled quietly beside them. "My big brother really doesn’t have a girlfriend yet. So he likes giving friendly greetings to pretty big sises."
Ray wanted to sink into the ground. But his cock just got even harder because of all this. Embarrassed. Humiliated. But... it felt really good.
After almost eight minutes of Ray doing this nonstop, Milady finally nodded in satisfaction.
"Enough. Let go slowly, Ray."
Ray reluctantly pulled his hands and hips away. The woman turned around, her face red, breathing a little uneven, but she still had a friendly smile.
"That greeting... was really unique," she said while laughing shyly. "If we meet again... greet me again, okay?"
Ray could only nod stiffly. "Yeah, sure."
The woman waved and walked away, glancing back a few times with a mixed expression of horny and... excited.
Once the woman disappeared into the crowd, Milady immediately patted Ray’s shoulder proudly.
"Good job, little dog. One alteration stuck strong." She showed the notification on Ray’s system panel that only Ray could see (but Milady was reading it from his mind).
**[Daily Mission Progress: 1/2 Alterations Stuck]**
Milady smiled wide, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
"Now... find the second target. I wanna see you get more creative. Or... want me to help pick?"
Ray stared at Milady, still breathing hard. His face was burning. His cock was still hard in his pants. And deep down, he already knew — tonight Milady wasn’t gonna let him go home easily.
"You... really love watching me suffer, huh?"
Milady shrugged her small shoulders, her smile getting even wider.
"Very much."
She pointed toward the crowded food court.
But right as she pointed, a pair of rough hands and a big body suddenly pressed against her back.
"Hey there, pretty lady..." the voice echoed.
Ray held back his laughter.
Meanwhile, Milady jolted because someone just squeezed her small tits.