Transmigrated with my corruption system-Chapter 4: The First Step Into Darkness(R-18)

Picking up the pace, Ulric drilled into her pussy faster, the sound of his balls slamming into her entrance filling the chamber, mingled with Amber’s soft moans.

With every thrust, he could feel her inner walls clench tighter, her fluids leaking continuously as she lost her mind to the overwhelming pleasure.

"I’m cumming," Amber whimpered, her thighs trembling as she clenched the fabric on the bed, her eyes squeezing shut.

"Not yet," he grunted, pulling his dick out of her pussy with a wet sound. Every time she orgasmed, he gained ten corruption points, but the points he gained passively from simply pounding her had reduced.

This couldn’t continue. At least not yet, not before he climaxed.

"Huh?!" Amber mumbled, feeling him retract his length from her pussy, causing her to frown as the pleasure receded.

She wanted more. Before she could open her mouth to protest, she felt his grasp on her waist as he suddenly flipped her, bringing her ass into the air while pushing her head down onto the bed.

Then he smacked her ass, causing her to yelp as a fiery handprint seared across it.

[Ding! You have spanked Amber’s ass! +0.5 Corruption Points.]

Just as I suspected, Ulric nodded in thought. Repeated actions gave fewer corruption points.

He didn’t know if it was a permanent aftereffect or if it would wear off with time.

But he didn’t care much about it as Amber’s soft groans of protest drifted into his ears.

"You want more?" he breathed, staring down at her perky ass, a soft smile stretching across his face.

Leaning forward, he grabbed a handful of her chestnut hair and whispered into her ear, "Naughty girl."

Before she could respond, he slipped his dick in with one ruthless thrust, eliciting a loud cry as pleasure drilled into her, causing her to subconsciously rise.

Pushing her back down, he thrust deep into her, pulling her hair violently in glee as he watched a stream of notifications flood his vision while he gained more corruption points.

"I’m cumming," he suddenly groaned as he thrust, feeling his release draw near, his speed shooting up another notch.

"W-wait... what?" Amber whimpered upon hearing his words, her eyes blinking rapidly as she processed them before shrieking. "N-not inside... I’ll get pregnant!"

The words barely left her lips when his grip on her ass tightened, followed by a sharp slap that branded another fiery red handprint.

"Your pussy is mine, and I’ll do whatever I want. If you get pregnant, so be it," he growled.

He had to. He couldn’t miss out on the corruption points he was bound to receive.

Hearing his words, her head lowered as she drowned in sensation once more, giving up all resistance. If the young master wanted to breed her, then she would bear his child.

Her thoughts were cut short as his length thrust forward with brutal force, almost breaking her as his grip on her hair tightened, before warm streams shot out, flooding her inner walls.

Feeling his cum paint her insides, he grunted softly as he drained every drop deep within her.His cock slowly slipped out, drenched in her fluids.

He stepped back, watching as Amber collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion. A few seconds later, streams of white liquid dripped from her pussy down her thighs.

He was entranced by the glistening sight and would have stared longer if not for the cascade of system notifications blinking before him.

[Ding! You have drained your seed into Amber’s pussy after shattering her virginity. +500 Corruption Points!]

[Corruption Points: 1753]

[Ding! You have dominated an Awakened F-rank human while still a regular mortal. You have acquired the skill: Lewd Touch!]

[Skill: Lewd Touch - Allows the host to magnify suppressed desires of any woman when activated.]

[Cooldown: 24 hours]

"Woah," he muttered, staring at the slew of notifications, the smile on his face widening.

He knew he’d get many points, just not as many as five hundred. Definitely a huge step forward for his growing corruption pool.

And he’d gained a skill? he murmured quietly.

"Interesting," he muttered, reading through the description. It would definitely make amassing corruption points far easier in the future.

But first, he thought, it was time to shed light on a few things. Time to see what the damned corruption points could really do.

Inhaling sharply, he called out, "System?"

He had been caught up earlier and hadn’t explored it much. It was only right to understand the tool that was going to make him a monstrous anomaly, or so he reassured himself.

A moment of silence passed as nothing happened.

Am I doing something wrong? Or do I need to call out the full name? Before the thought could linger, his eyes lit up as a notification flared before him.

[Corruption System]

Host: Ulric Bloodvein

Age: 18

Level: 0 (Unawakened Mortal)

Skills: Lewd Touch (0/100)

Bloodlines: Null

Talents: Null

Artifacts: Null

Physique: 0/1000

System Shop: Locked (100,000 corruption points required)

Unallocated Corruption Points: 1753

Humming in thought, he analyzed the system panel, his lips twitching as his fists clenched.

He already knew he was weak, no need to rub it in. Besides, it didn’t do much to clear things up.

His attention lingered on the values tied to skills and physique, sinking deeper into thought.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out he needed to allocate corruption points to enhance them. What he was curious about was the effect. It couldn’t be that bad, right?

Still, it didn’t seem wise to allocate points blindly without knowing the outcome.

Scanning the room, his gaze landed on a small stick on the ground, barely larger than his index finger. As expected, it had values too, meaning it could be corrupted.

(Stick: 0/10)

Staring at it, he whispered, "Corrupt."

Barely a second later, his unallocated corruption points dropped by ten as a black film of energy manifested, shrouding the stick.

The energy seeped into it, fully absorbing within a heartbeat. When it was done, he gasped at the changes. The stick had grown to the size of two fingers.

Its surface was dark, crimson veins stretching across it, tapering into a sharp edge. Its properties had clearly been enhanced to an absurd degree. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

What was even more insane was its new description.

[Corrupted Spike: Infused with corrupted properties. Launch to detonate dark energy, capable of slaying regular mortals and beasts at close range.]

(0/100)

"This..." he breathed. A regular stick turned into a killing weapon in seconds. It was fucking awesome.

His breathing grew heavy as excitement surged. Even more mind-blowing was the deep connection he felt with the corrupted object, as if it belonged to him.

Was this how he’d gain bloodlines and skills in the future? By corrupting them, or those who possessed them?

The thought drew a giddy chuckle from him as he returned his attention to the system panel. He’d seen enough.

Breathing steadily, he murmured, "Allocate 1000 corruption points to physique."