Pervert for Life

"What many don’t know is that I am the biggest pervert of them all..." I leaned slightly on the desk as I muttered to myself.

At the front of the classroom, the female instructor, Mrs. Sarah moved with hypnotic grace.

The female instructor was a walking wet dream. She was in her early thirties, and had a voluptuous hourglass figure that strained against her crisp white blouse and tight pencil skirt.

She had Massive, heavy breasts that jiggled subtly with every step, a narrow waist, and an ass so plump and round it looked like it was begging to be spanked raw.

Her long chestnut hair cascaded down her back, and her full, painted lips moved as she explained Mana theory.

But all I could imagine was those lips stretched wide around my cock while her thick thighs clenched around my head.

My gaze drifted lazily across the sea of short-skirted goddesses surrounding me.

Ladies in short skirts entered my vision, their smooth, sexy thighs and long legs filling my line of sight.

I could even faintly glimpse a few cleavages, their plunging necklines offering teasing glimpses of soft cleavage and the faint outlines of lacy bras.

The air itself was filled with the feminitne scene of sweet perfume and shampoo.

My eyes settled on the girl directly behind me. She sat half-slouched in her chair, legs parted just enough in that dangerously short pleated skirt, her eyes glued to the instructor.

I gently acted as though I hadn’t seen anything and smoothly, almost fluidly, knocked my pen off the table as though I’d practiced the gesture countless times before.

The pen clattered to the ground, and acting as though it was an accident, I leaned down to pick it up.

As I did, I glanced at the lady seated behind me...

Not expecting anyone to harbor perverted thoughts toward her, she sat half-mannerly in her chair.

Her smooth, plump thighs were spread invitingly.

The short skirt had ridden high, revealing light purple panties hugging her mound like a second skin.

The thin fabric clung to her puffy outer lips, the faint outline of her slit clearly visible.

A tiny damp spot darkened the center. My cock throbbed violently in my pants as I drank in the sight.

I swallowed, and my hand trembled faintly at the sight.

That... that was paradise.

I took in the sight for barely three seconds before finally picking up my pen. I couldn’t let any suspicion fall on me...

My gaze returned to the instructor. However, my focus wasn’t fully on her.

The purple panties I’d seen kept reappearing in my mind.

’Is purple her favorite color?’

This was the fourth time I’d seen her wearing purple panties this week. I knew they weren’t the same, since each pair had different design patterns.

Today was Friday... only on Wednesday did she wear a different color. Black.

I mulled over it in silence for some time...

My perverted mind cataloguing every detail like a treasure.

The bell rang and Mrs. Sarah’s hips swayed seductively as she gathered her things and left, her fat ass cheeks rippling under that tight skirt with every step.

The girls immediately clustered into giggling groups, short skirts fluttering, thighs rubbing together as they began chatting idly to while away time.

In between each class, there was a fifteen-minute break before the next instructor entered.

It was a time where one could cool off briefly before the next lecture.

I glanced at them, hiding the bulge in my pants.

’It’s so difficult being here...’

Then again, I couldn’t complain. After all, this was what I wanted...

This was an all-girls college. However, the school head made an exception and enrolled me here since I had a past filled with bullies.

You see, I was a little frail and looked somewhat like a nerd. Because of that, I was always the target of bullying in my previous academy.

Coupled with the fact that I was unawakened...

It only served to make my bullies hate me even more.

Because of this, my step-mom altered the rule slightly and enrolled me.

What she’d never have expected was that my thoughts had long since become twisted...

I’d abandoned morality, becoming morally corrupted.

She thought enrolling me here would protect me.

She had no idea how thoroughly corrupted I had already become.

I sighed as I leaned back in my seat, placing a headset over my ears and zoning out the outside world.

I took out my phone and opened a puzzle game.

Playing puzzles while listening to music could be considered one of the best experiences...

You should try it som-

Before I could finish my words, something interrupted my gameplay.

[System initializing...]

[Compatible host found.]

[Scanning host condition.]

[Adapting host body to the system.]

[Synchronizing system abilities to the host’s thoughts.]

[Awakening host’s dormant abilities...]

[Awakening failed...]

[Forcefully awakening host’s dormant abilities.]

[Forceful awakening failed.]

[Searching for alternate route.]

[Moral degradation route found.]

[Host, please proceed with the moral degradation of the opposite sex to obtain exceptional rewards.]

[Congratulations, Host, on binding with the Perverted System.]

[Function 1: Create a 3D holographic template of any character with above 70 percent affinity with the host. Using this holographic template, the host can explore her body, and the physical body of the character will feel it in real time.]

[Function 2: Glimpse into the depths of one’s perverseness. By touching an object belonging to the designated target, you can glimpse into the inner desires of the character, using them to your benefit.]

[Please explore the system further and obtain more morally corrupted targets to unlock more functions of the system. Congratulations once again. I wish you good luck on your perverted adventure.]

I stared blankly at the screen in front of me, my head lowered.

’Did I just... awaken?’

No, this seemed to be different.

Besides, there’s a message saying my awakening failed.

So what exactly was this?

I was startled, but at the same time there was a vague acceptance within me. I didn’t reject the system as much as I thought I would.

After reading the first function of the system, I was stunned and immediately wanted to try it out.

My uncontrollable perverted mind was already running wild with all sorts of thoughts.

This system... whatever it was...

It was perfect for me!

As though understanding what I wanted, the system expanded, the other lines of text dissolving into thin air like a glowing spectacle.

[Current Targets: 0]

[Do you wish to use the Search Feature to detect if there’s any target within a 10-meter radius with more than 70% affinity to the host?]

There was no need to think about it. I quickly agreed, eager to see if any of this was true.

If it was, it could completely change the game.

The thought of corrupting all the ladies at the academy, including my step-mom, was hard to suppress.

Yes, just like any youth, I had secret fetishes toward my mom.

’Trust me. If you’d seen the lady, you wouldn’t be able to control yourself either.’

[Ding! Detected a target.]

[Ivory Silver:]

[Affinity: 75%]

The system’s words interrupted me.

’Ivory?’ I muttered, stunned.

My eyes scanned the crowd and soon landed on a figure seated in front.

She was a beauty. That was undeniable. She could even be considered one of the smartest in class.

She had a frosty expression and long black hair that cascaded down, framing a beautiful oval face with light green eyes.

Her legs were long and slender, crossed in a ladylike manner that made her seem like a goddess untouched by the mortal world.

Her thigh-high skirt rode up her thighs, revealing fleeting glimpses of her soft, toned skin.

Her eyes occasionally moved to her book. However, most of her attention was on the two ladies in front of her.

Jane and Aria. They were also beauties, but I couldn’t be bothered to describe them right now.

My attention was fully focused on Ivory.

She was one of the most morally upright people in class. While the others talked about relationships, she acted as though she would never indulge in such things.

Her mind had always seemed focused on improving her proficiency with her skills and abilities.

I swallowed, and after admiring her for a moment, I returned my gaze to the system.

Unknowingly, at some point, it had expanded, displaying a 3D holographic image of Ivory.

It looked just like her, outlining the contours of her face and her long, slender legs.

Glancing at it, I was startled.

It was actually real.

I still didn’t believe it, however.

Tightening my fist before unclenching it, I navigated through the system in my mind.

As though the system could read my thoughts, it zoomed in on her face.

I paused for a bit, then mentally brushed a thumb against her lips.

The system understood my thoughts immediately.

A faint reddish hue appeared over the holographic image, signifying that the action had been carried out before gradually fading away.

In the real world, Ivory suddenly flinched, touching her mouth with two fingers, eyes widening in confusion.

"Huh?" She glanced up, her brows slightly furrowed. "Anything?"

"What are you talking about?" Jane asked, stunned, not understanding what Ivory meant.

"Did you touch my lips just now?" she asked.

"Ivory, what are you talking about? We were just talking about the Awakener Competition that had just concluded in Japan."

Ivory felt that her judgment might be wrong. After all, she hadn’t been fully paying attention to them, her mind half-engrossed in her book.

"Just forget it," she said, waving her hand dismissively.

The two girls glanced at each other, confused expressions on their faces.

What they didn’t realize was that I was staring at the interaction between the three of them with a dumbfounded look.

It was... real?

The system was real?

My gaze shifted back to the system’s screen, to the enlarged image of Ivory’s lips displayed before me in 3D.

’I... uh...’

I tried to speak, but the system had already understood my thoughts.

It zoomed out before focusing on her shirt, where the outline of her ample bosom could be seen.

’Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck...’

I continued muttering inwardly as my thoughts hovered over the option...

Should I go ahead and massage her breast and see what happens?