[RETURNER FANTASY SYSTEM][Quest 35 – NETORI (Complete)]
[Reward – Klea’s Archive]
[Objective – Completely take Klea from Liam]
***
"Welcome to your new home, Klea-senpai!"
With the completion of Quest 35, Klea’s official breakup with her ex-boyfriend, her move to Jeff’s place to live with him and Veena, and her becoming one of his girlfriends and part of his harem brought about a celebration party on the last night of the week.
"Thank you, Veena," Klea said, hugging Veena, who came rushing to her as soon as she arrived at the rooftop of the apartment where the party had been prepared, all while being escorted by Jeff.
"But I’m not sure about the welcoming-home celebration," she added, considering that the three of them had already been living together for a few days and sharing intimacy almost every night.
Even last night, after returning from picking up Klea’s belongings from her old apartment and breaking up with Liam—leaving him groaning and squirming in pain with adult toys in his mouth and rear—Klea, Veena, and Jeff had another threesome until dawn.
"Then how about this?" Jeff said, embracing Klea from behind along with Veena.
"Welcome to your new family, Klea."
Klea couldn’t help but feel incredibly happy, not only because of Jeff’s words but also because of his touch and affection.
She wanted to return his feelings so much that, despite all of their friends attending the party watching and teasing them, Klea looked over her shoulder, willingly glancing at Jeff and silently asking for a kiss, which Jeff gladly gave.
"WOOHOO—!"
A loud, excited cheer erupted from their friends, and despite feeling flustered, Klea shot back by flirting even more with Jeff the instant their lips parted.
"I still haven’t met your other girlfriends, though."
"You’ll meet them soon," Jeff teased back, followed by sealing Klea’s lips with a short yet intimate and passionate kiss.
"Can I get one too?" Veena said, and Jeff gladly gave her the same kiss.
However, Veena wasn’t exactly referring to Jeff—not that she didn’t want a kiss from her beloved senpai—but instead to her new kind senpai.
"Please, Klea-senpai."
Everyone fell silent, waiting for an intimate and passionate kiss between the two girls.
Looking at Veena’s pleading glance, Klea couldn’t say no despite her embarrassment.
"WOOHOO—!"
Another loud cheer erupted, followed by a barrage of questions about the intimacy between Jeff’s girlfriends—or rather, his Harem x Yuri plan.
***
[RETURNER FANTASY SYSTEM]
[Quest 36 – Cuckold Punishment]
[Reward – Returner Fantasy System Update 2]
[Objective – Completely trash the cuckold boyfriend (99.99%)]
***
"Is something wrong?" Kris asked, approaching Jeff, who had suddenly secluded himself in a corner of the rooftop away from everyone else at the party.
"You pervert who likes watching his girlfriends make out," Marc added, following behind Kris.
"Shut it, you harem lords," Jeff retorted, yet still went along with his friends’ teasing, trying to divert their attention from their initial concern.
"As if you two haven’t asked for the same thing with your girlfriends."
"Of course I did," Marc proudly answered, completely falling for Jeff’s diversion.
Kris, however, was as sharp as ever.
"So what’s exactly the problem, Jeff?"
Jeff had originally planned to beat up Liam after Klea broke up with him, thinking it would fulfill the objective of Quest 36 and completely trash the cuckold boyfriend.
But even if he wanted to, he felt that it wouldn’t be enough to complete Quest 36.
After all, what Klea did—shoving the dildos into Liam’s mouth and rear, which had become the highlight of the party’s storytelling courtesy of Veena—was far more humiliating than being beaten up by the guy who had taken his ex-girlfriend.
Rather than physical pain, Jeff now realized that what he needed to do was humiliate Liam even further.
Fortunately, Jeff already had a plan prepared for that purpose.
What he was concerned about—or to be exact, disturbed by—was what he had seen just a few moments ago when he checked on Liam through the hidden camera Kris and Marc had hacked in Klea and Liam’s old apartment when they went to delete the videos Liam had of Klea.
"The heck are you showing us, you pervert!" Marc shouted in disgust the instant Jeff showed the live video on his smartphone.
"You’re the one who asked for it," Jeff said, laughing at Marc’s reaction, though he himself felt disgusted.
"That bastard really is nothing but disgusting trash," Kris said, interrupting Jeff and Marc’s bickering while sharing the same disgust as the two of them.
After all, the live video playing on Jeff’s smartphone showed Liam touching himself while cursing Jeff and Klea.
***
At Klea’s old apartment;
Liam continued to lie naked on the bed without even leaving the room ever since Klea left.
It wasn’t that he particularly enjoyed being naked or had a hobby of not wearing clothes at home.
Rather, he hadn’t been able to change into anything after removing his clothes and the dildos from his mouth and rear because of his aching body.
Yet despite the intense pain coursing through his entire body, Liam couldn’t help but become aroused every time he thought about how Jeff had taken Klea so thoroughly that she couldn’t live without Jeff’s massive rod anymore—or so Klea had said.
"You fuckin’ whore!"
He kept cursing Klea, imagining how she must have moaned in pleasure while being taken by Jeff.
Yet despite his anger, Liam continued to touch himself with the biggest erection he had ever had.
His anger, however, wasn’t about Jeff stealing Klea from him.
He was furious about getting beaten up by what he assumed were Jeff’s men from the FGH organization, but what he truly couldn’t forgive was not being able to watch Klea being taken by Jeff.
Liam genuinely liked Klea, so much that he wanted to see her taken by another man.
Whether Klea stayed with him while continuing to be taken by other men or ended up leaving him for someone else, Liam knew it was Klea who could make him feel the same ecstasy he had felt when his childhood sweetheart was taken away by another man.
Yet despite the years he spent in a relationship with her, waiting for the right time, Jeff did it with Klea without him ever getting to watch.
"You fuckin’ bastard!"
He kept cursing Jeff, imagining how he must have dominated Klea in bed, reaching climax and spilling his release all over the room.
Still, no matter how many times he climaxed and sprayed his release, he couldn’t overcome the smell of another man’s release lingering in the bed.
"That bastard must have fuc’d that whore right here," Liam cursed, but the thought instantly aroused him once again.
He continued touching himself, imagining how Jeff must still be fuckin’ Klea, pushing himself beyond his limits until he finally felt an excruciating pain in his crotch that nearly made him faint.
And in that moment of pain, Liam suddenly remembered the hidden camera he had set up in the room so he could secretly record Klea without her knowledge.
He might have given up the location on his computer of all the videos he had of Klea, and those files might have already been deleted or taken by Jeff’s men, but he hadn’t said anything about the hidden camera.
They shouldn’t have noticed it—or so Liam thought.
With a video of Jeff and Klea, he could expose them online and destroy their lives.
Liam desperately moved, enduring his aching body as he fell from the bed and crawled across the floor until he reached his computer desk.
After struggling to sit in the chair, he opened his computer, only to find no new recordings from the hidden camera except footage of himself.
"FUC’!"
He shouted in anger, knocking everything off the desk, including the keyboard, mouse, and monitor.
Yet once again, his anger wasn’t only because he had found nothing he could use against Jeff and Klea, but because he had missed the chance to watch them.
Liam continued touching himself in despair, disregarding the pain in his crotch, until he climaxed once again, spraying his bloodstained release across the broken monitor.
He then fell from the chair, crashing onto the floor while groaning and squirming in excruciating pain that nearly made him lose consciousness.
But before he passed out, he saw something that once again filled him with excitement.
On the cum-bloodstained, cracked, yet still functioning monitor was his cloud storage folder, still containing all the videos he had of Klea.
Maybe Jeff’s men hadn’t found it.
Perhaps they were a bunch of idiots who knew nothing about computers.
Whatever the reason, he now had something he could use to blackmail Jeff and Klea—not to take Klea back, but to force Jeff to fuc’ Klea in front of him.
Liam got up as though the excruciating pain in his crotch and throughout his body had been overwhelmed by his excitement.
Once he fixed the monitor, keyboard, and mouse, he uploaded a dozen videos of Klea touching herself to the internet without even checking them first.
After all, those videos were no longer enough to excite him.
Now, all he had to do was continue touching himself and wait for the next day, when Jeff and Klea would come begging him to delete those videos—or so he thought before finally losing consciousness after climaxing blood.