Sweet Talk

Silvia was nowhere to be seen, likely having returned to her teaching duties as the recess break concluded.

"Well, I don't have a concrete plan just yet, but the original owner of this body certainly wasn't lacking down below... With a proper diet and training, this piece will easily match my previous size," Carl remarked with a smirk, inspecting the impressive length hanging between his legs.

Despite the scrawny, malnourished state of his new body, his weapon between legs was far from shabby.

"System, show me my reward."

Ding!

[ REWARD: 1x BRONZE GACHA TICKET ]

[ USE THE ITEM NOW? (YES/NO) ]

"Yes."

Carl observed the strange holographic roulette wheel that materialized directly before his eyes—a typical gacha reward interface that relied heavily on his personal luck stat.

"Stop!" Carl commanded, finding the instructions floating above the wheel straightforward enough to follow.

Tick... tick... tick...

[ CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE OBTAINED A BRONZE-TIER SKILL! ]

[ SKILL UNLOCKED: SWEET TALK ]

[ DESCRIPTION: YOU GAIN CONSTANT CONFIDENCE WHEN SPEAKING, ELIMINATING ALL STUTTERING AND ALLOWING YOU TO EXPRESS YOUR THOUGHTS WITH VIGOR AND CONVICTION. IN ADDITION, WOMEN WILL NATURALLY FORM A HIGHER INITIAL IMPRESSION OF YOU. ]

"Hmm... is this really necessary for me? I can already speak without much trouble," Carl muttered, initially feeling as though the skill was somewhat redundant. His previous career as a top-tier adult performer had already pushed his social confidence to absolute heights.

After all, having millions of people watch footage of how you thoroughly satisfy a woman tended to cure any lingering stage fright.

Still, the passive effect that guaranteed a higher initial impression from women wasn't bad at all.

"Lewd System, how about giving me a bit more information regarding my stats? How exactly do I go about raising them?"

[ THE PROCESS IS SIMPLE: COMPLETE MORE QUESTS AND RECEIVE MORE REWARDS FROM THE SYSTEM. ]

"Not bad," Carl replied as he picked up the fresh, crisp uniform that had been neatly laid out on the office table.

What a caring stepsister, he thought to himself.

The final bell of the day echoed throughout the school grounds, signaling the end of his last class and the moment to head home.

Shit, that was brutal... Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be forced to open a Calculus textbook again, Carl thought, massaging his aching temples. One of the main reasons he had pursued adult entertainment in his past life instead of a traditional career path was his absolute hatred for academic studies.

Instead of studying endlessly for a mediocre existence, working eight hours a day for minimum wage, his former career had felt like paradise.

He had simply needed to step in front of a camera and spend an hour enjoying the company of a stunning woman. It was easy money, total freedom, and an endless variety of partners—and he was deeply grateful for the stallion-sized endowment that had made it all possible.

"Carl... hey, Carl..."

"Oh! Yes, sorry about that, Teacher," Carl said, snapping out of his daydream. He wasn't the famous performer Karl anymore; in this new life, he had no fame, no wealth, and very limited freedom—though at least his natural physical foundation remained intact.

"Let's head home now. I know you're probably still processing everything that happened today, but I'm taking care of it," Silvia said, her tone carrying the warm, protective demeanor of a caring mother rather than just an older sister.

"Understood, Teacher," Carl nodded, packing his notebooks back into his backpack.

"Don't call me 'Teacher' anymore when it's just the two of us. Call me stepsister... or stepsis," she corrected softly, adjusting her miniskirt and pushing her glasses up her nose.

"..."

"Ahem... I know it might be difficult for you to open up all at once, Carl. I understand," she added, a subtle flicker of disappointment crossing her features when he didn't immediately respond.

"Alright, Stepsis. I'm completely worn out, so let me take you home," Carl said with a warm smile, stepping past her toward the exit as though feeling a bit embarrassed.

"W-Wait for me! Don't leave me behind... and make sure you call me that again!" she called out, quickly catching up to his side, her cheeks flushing a delicate crimson at the sound of the title.

The two of them soon arrived at the Sterling residence, with Silvia in an exceptionally bright mood. She was thoroughly enjoying the positive changes in Carl's behavior, viewing his newfound openness as a sign that he was finally rejoining the family fold.

"Oh? You're home early today, Sil," a voice called out as they stepped inside.

Standing in the entryway was a stunning woman with soft brown hair cascading gently around her shoulders. She wore an elegant blouse made from lightweight fabric that draped naturally over her figure, featuring a neat collar and long sleeves gathering subtly at the cuffs.

Beneath the refined cut of the top was a voluptuous frame, paired with a gorgeous, oval face and porcelain skin that looked as smooth as silk.

Wow... Carl thought, taking in the view.

Ding!

[ NEW STEPSISTER DETECTED! ]

Name: Lyra Sterling

Age: 25

Affection Rating: 12%

Current Mood: Curious

Ding!

[ NEW SYSTEM QUEST DETECTED! ]

[ MISSION: HUG YOUR STEPSISTER. ]

[ REWARDS: 100 LEWD POINTS, 1 BRONZE GACHA PULL ]

Hmm... another target, and a substantial reward attached to it as well, Carl noted, stepping out from behind Silvia to look directly at the beautiful woman before him.

Guess it's time to put in some work.

"I'm home, Stepsis!" Carl announced smoothly, stepping forward and stepping in for a sudden hug like an affectionate younger brother—a move that caught Lyra completely off guard, as she had never seen him act this expressive before.

"G-Good to see you too, Carl..." Lyra stammered out, returning the embrace despite the visible confusion on her face.

Ah, she smells incredible... I'd bet her natural scent is just as wonderful. I hope she's ready for what's coming, Carl thought, resting his face naturally against her chest as her full bust pressed against him.

"Did something... wonderful happen today, Carl?" Lyra asked, casting a bewildered glance over at Silvia, who merely offered a knowing, quiet smile in return. While it was wonderful to see Carl acting so lively, the sudden shift was undeniably surprising.

"Hmm? Nothing in particular, Stepsis. I just realized that it's much better to enjoy life and be affectionate with my family," Carl said as he stepped back, offering her a completely innocent smile.