I stared at the blue screen with a mixture of fascination and mounting dread. My eyes first settled on the Gender entry, where those three irritating question marks still sat. Honestly, it had stopped surprising me.

  If I didn't even know what the hell I was - possessing both a penis and clearly defined breasts - it was too much to expect the System to be any more decisive.

  I quickly averted my eyes from the name of my new css, trying not to look at that humiliating [Sex Sve] bel, and focused on the numbers.

  Strength: 3

  Vitality: 10

  Agility: 25

  Intelligence: 18

  Charisma: 60

  “What the hell...” I whispered, light tears welling in my eyes, this time from pure shock.

  With 10 points in Vitality and 25 in Agility, a sudden surge of relief washed over me. Maybe I’ll finally stop getting exhausted just from walking! The st few days in this body had been a pure ordeal for my stamina. If it weren't for that stone from Elene, I don't know if I would have survived the daily bor - and certainly not what happened recently in that gargantuan pink room when she made me work without it as punishment.

  I started adding up the points in my head. I had a total of 116 attribute points. That seemed like quite a lot for a Rank F. However, my pride evaporated as quickly as it had appeared when I realized that more than half of that power was just Charm.

  Next, my gaze fell on the Skills section. The deeper I read, the more I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. My expression soured with mounting embarrassment.

  [Supreme Lubrication] – Your body always produces the ideal amount of natural moisture in response to your owner’s touch.

  I read it twice, not understanding what the System meant by "natural moisture." Did it mean sperm? Where else would I produce that, and - worse - for what purpose?

  After a moment, my eyes moved to the second new skill.

  [Siren’s Voice] – Your voice becomes so enticing that you can use it to weaken the will of your opponents.

  I had never heard of such a thing. Driven by curiosity, I cleared my throat and spoke a few words aloud, focusing on the sound. When I heard that almost inhuman, honey-thick sweetness pouring from my lips, goosebumps immediately broke out on my arms.

  It was unnaturally alluring.

  Stunned by my own voice, I quickly gnced at the st of my new skills.

  [Endless Ecstasy] – Your body does not experience fatigue during intercourse; every orgasm restores a portion of your mana and stamina.

  I stared at the description, unsure whether to ugh or cry. Well, at least I shouldn't pass out after one orgasm from Lilith anymore...

  As that dangerous thought and the memories of st night began to flicker before my eyes, I felt myself slowly becoming excited. I quickly fled to the Talents section, trying to occupy my mind with something else.

  I sighed with relief, seeing that at least they remained unchanged, though their effects only amplified my already absurd Charisma. But it was the st section that made my cat ears and tail shoot up in pure terror:

  SPECIAL CLASS REQUIREMENTS...

  [Ethereal Addiction] and [Hunger for Closeness]. Those names sounded like an official seal on the fact that the System had turned me into the biggest degenerate in the castle. An addiction to sexual energy and a systemically enforced need for intimacy?

  “This is a joke...” I groaned sadly.

  I snapped the system window shut, unable to look at it any longer. I slumped back onto the bed and stared bnkly at the ceiling, letting the silence of the room slowly consume me. After a brief struggle with my thoughts, I threw back the duvet and stood up, adjusting my pink bathrobe.

  “No use moping,” I muttered to myself, feeling a sudden surge of determination.

  Feeling slightly excited, I hopped off the bed. I felt strangely light, as if gravity had suddenly lost half its influence over me. I came up with a brilliant, simple idea - I’d test this new Agility in practice.

  I started running around the room like an idiot, but before I could register what was happening, I smmed face-first into the wardrobe, unable to control my new speed.

  “Piii!” I squeaked, rolling on the floor and clutching my aching nose.

  The pain was sharp and sudden. My Agility had increased so drastically - all the way to 25 points - that my mind completely failed to keep up with what my body was doing. I was like a jet engine strapped to a small, fragile Beastkin.

  When the pain began to subside, I stood up cautiously, the bell on my tail chiming softly. I started with slow steps. Walking normally felt almost no different from what I knew before. However, as soon as I tried to accelerate slightly, before I could blink, I found myself on the other side of the room.

  “Dammit...” I whispered, staring at the wall I hadn't been standing near a second ago.

  For the next few minutes, I pyed with speeding up and slowing down, trying to tame this new tempo. With every step, I got better, and a massive smile spread across my face. My tail began to wag in uncontrolled excitement, the sound of the bell filling the bedroom.

  Finally, I came to a halt, panting slightly, and looked at my hands. “I’ve been running for minutes... and I’m only slightly tired,” I noted in disbelief.

  “Hahahhaha!”

  I started ughing happily, feeling that my new Vitality of 10 was actually working. Previously, with my old stats, such pying around would have left me breathless and in need of a half-hour nap. My smile grew even wider.

  Maybe this new css... I thought, adjusting the pels of my robe, isn't so bad after all...

  I looked toward the bathroom door adjacent to my bedroom. Remembering the soothing warmth of the water and how recently I had been caressed by the Mistress’s hands there, I decided a small bath wouldn't hurt after my morning outburst of fury.

  I slowly entered the luxurious hall lined with white marble. I untied the sash of the pink robe and let it fall to the cold floor. I stood before the gargantuan mirror, wanting to finally see what those 60 points of Charisma had done to my body.

  Seeing my reflection, I froze.

  My skin had become unnaturally, almost ethereally smooth and glowing. I didn't look "sexy" in the traditional sense; my appearance was terrifyingly sweet. I had a delicate, small body that gave the impression of a defenseless victim.

  I looked down at my “little friend” and felt a pang of sorrow - it was now roughly the size of my pinky finger.

  Sighing, I shifted my gaze higher, to my small breasts and sweet, pink nipples. Hesitantly, I cupped one in my hand. I was slightly surprised by their weight. Don't they seem... a little rger than the first day? I murmured to my reflection, recalling Lilith’s words about having my own “lovely pair” in the future.

  The moment I felt a sudden jolt of pleasure triggered by the touch of my exceptionally sensitive nerve endings, I instinctively yanked my hand away, a flush of shame washing over my face.

  I didn't want to think about it. I approached the massive tub and began setting the panels exactly as Lilith had taught me.

  Without further thought, reveling in my new Agility, I pushed off the floor and jumped into the water with a "cannonball." After a moment, I bobbed to the surface, feeling the thick, pearly foam cling to my petite shoulders. Sighing with relief, I let the warm, almost oily water envelop my delicate skin. The heat began to loosen my muscles.

  It felt... incredible. It was as if every drop of water was a touch my body now desperately craved.

  Ten minutes of blissful lounging in the thick foam passed. The warmth of the water and the scent of amber and vanil sent my mind drifting toward dangerous territory. My body, tuned by the new css to receive stimuli, began to react on its own.

  Without even realizing it, I started stroking my wet, unnaturally slick skin. Under the influence of [Ethereal Addiction], my touch felt electric. My left hand traveled higher, beginning to lightly squeeze and massage my small breasts, which felt even more swollen and sensitive in the warm water.

  Simultaneously, my other hand found its way to my "little friend," which, under the influence of [Supreme Lubrication] and mounting arousal, was already standing at attention, leaking precum incessantly.

  Instinctively, images of the beautiful Lilith began to form behind my eyelids. I remembered the sight of her spread legs from yesterday, the nectar-glistening cleft, and that addictive, sweet taste I could still feel on my pate. My pace quickened, and a low, purring sound escaped my chest, making the water around me tremble slightly.

  Suddenly, amidst this fog of bliss, the image of Elene’s stern, icy face fshed before me.

  “Fuck... I forgot again!” I hissed to myself, my body going rigid.

  The spell shattered in a heartbeat. I bolted out of the Pool of Eternal Flourishing, nearly slipping on the marble floor. Even though I still felt a pulsing erection and a burning hunger for closeness, the fear of punishment was stronger. I grabbed a plush towel and began to dry myself feverishly, making full use of my new, incredible Agility.

  I didn't even want to imagine what that Head Maid would do to me if I wasn't properly dressed for work before she arrived for the second day in a row. Every chime of the bell on my tail now felt like a countdown to my sentence.