After dealing with everyone and selecting the individuals who would join me in Jeju Island, I dismissed them except for three women—Bing Da, Aiku, and Dang Yan.
They were the three gifteds with "interesting" powers, or rather, I found them really attractive, and my mind was seeking some "relief" after experiencing those visions.
Right now I needed to let go of some stress. And what better way to unwind than to do it with three beautiful girls whose tastes I haven't yet tried? For me, they were like a brand-new treasure trove of experiences waiting to be discovered.
To make it more interesting , I wanted to experiment on something first so I commanded them to close their eyes.
I had been thinking about this ever since I got the ability to shape shift and copy others.
I had always tried to control it, mostly taking on the image of the person I wanted to copy and nitpicking the personality traits I wanted to adopt.
However, there was a question that intrigued me: What would happen if I fully immersed myself in my shape-shift?
This idea had resurfaced in my mind, not just out of curiosity, but because I wanted to know if it would really work, especially in case I became strong enough and lost my emotions, like what happened to me back then.
That feeling of being devoid of any feelings was not something I'm fond of, so I wanted to find a plan B just in case I accidentally tapped into that power again.
I know that the system has locked it for now, but I'm pretty sure that it was just a temporary solution. As I grow stronger, I'm bound to reach that state again.
For this experiment, I decided to transform into someone I knew better than anyone else in this world – my old self.
I closed my eyes and vividly imagined my past version. It was much easier because, unlike other people where I could only rely on my imagination, copying my old self just requires me to access my memory.
My muscles contorted and shifted, reshaping my face and body.
I also found myself craving junk food again, wanting to indulge in energy drinks, and spend some time watching hentai while masturbating 10 times a day. It was a surreal feeling. I'm still self-aware, but at the same time, I really feel like my old self.
I turned towards the three girls, but it was a mistake, because my cock instantly stood up after seeing them .
'Damn it, so I was this horny from the very beginning,' I sighed, realizing that I had been a degenerate all along. I really thought it was my system corrupting me.
Oh well, time to enjoy the view.
That was the plan, but as soon as I thought about it, my pants started to become wet.
'This is embarrassing,' I face-palmed myself, a habit I had lost after gaining high charisma, it resurfaced because I'm now fully immersed. It was like my old self was mocking me for trying to bring him back in such a ridiculous way.
I resumed ogling the three females with my gaze after realizing there was no point in dwelling on spilled milk—or, in my case, sperm—and, wow, did I start to feel the throbbing sensation again. I had to remind my cock to calm down.
Bing Da stood before me, and I couldn't help but admire her beauty.
As expected of a Gifted, her skin was flawless, and she possessed a perfect curve. Clad in a white uniform and an expensive-looking black skirt, it hinted at that goes to a prestigious school, possibly even a private academy.
I bent over and carefully lift her black skirt, wondering what color her underwear was.
It was black !
The smell of her pussy overwhelms me with ecstasy as soon as I smell her panty. I clumsily licked everything, drowning my face on her underwear and moistening the silk with my tongue.
I became even more aroused as she began to moan. She had to cling onto the edge of the table to keep her balance as I stretch the silk of her underwear so I could directly eat her soaking wet pussy .