Chapter 4: Emily Cooper [01]
As Samuel dined, Emily's right hand hovered over a wine glass. In her left hand was a half-full bottle of wine that she deemed necessary to drown her sorrows. Somewhat understanding the character of her neighbour Samuel, who she had known for the better part of his life, she knew he would be unbothered about whatever choices she made for a drink.
Finally, however, her hand moved away from the cup as she decided to drink right out of the bottle. Her only worry was that the teenager would look down on her for doing so, but while she was taking a seat she noticed he wasn't in tune with his surroundings anyway to have noticed.
"So Samuel, how is your final year at school holding up?" Settling herself on the stool beside Samuel, she asked- two parts curious about his life, and eight parts looking for a way to start the conversation with the quiet young man. The question, directed at the boy who had been lost in his thoughts while twirling around the noodles absentmindedly, brought clarity back to his mind as he brought his gaze away from the blue screen before him.
"Eh, so-so I guess." Even though Samuel's response was lacklustre, Emily did not take it to heart, as she continued to lightly converse with him while taking infrequent swigs of her drink.
Samuel couldn't find it within him to put his heart into the conversation as the enthralling contents of his beginner pack was revealed to him in all it's glory.
'System, open the beginner pack.'
[Opening beginner pack]
[Mission 3: Claim beginner pack]
[Reward 3: Beginner pack contents]
[Time limit: Unlimited]
[Status: Completed]
[Consumables contained:]
[1* Healing Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Aphrodisiac Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Numb Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Magic Mask (Grade 1)]
[1* Sleep Serum (Grade 1)]
[1* Stamina Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Memory Wipe (Grade 1)]
[1* Magnetic Voice (Grade 1)]
[1* Sexual Scent Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Invisibility Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Birth Control Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Mind Control Potion (Grade 1)]
[1* Anti-Potion (Grade 1)]
[Host may claim the relevant potions from the system when required. Potions will materialise in a virtual glass vial in Host's hand.]
Samuel's eyes nearly rolled back in their sockets at the names of the various potions that his beginner pack rewarded him.
'This… isn't this every sexual deviant's fantasy? It's like these potions are tailor-made towards non-consensual sex. But… I guess that's lucky for me. I doubt I would have been able to lay my hands on a 3D woman without potions such as these.'
As thoughts of his 38 years of celibacy flashed through his mind, Samuel's mood immediately dropped. Towards the end of his life, his shame of being fat made it impossible for him to find it within him to converse with a female- even online. This was just a constant downward spiral as his depressed mood would result in him overeating once more until he reached the point he found himself at the end of his sexless first life.
'No, let's forget about that now. Look! I'm back in my old body. Well… it's not the best but it's a hundred times better than what I used to have. And I can't very well keep complaining when, for whatever reason or other, I received an actual sex system. Keep it together, Samuel Armaan.'
The glimmer of excitement soon returned to his eyes as he reinvigorated himself with the passionate pep talk, before going back to looking through the rewards.
'System, these are only grade 1 potions, right? How many grades are there?'
[Each potion has 3 grades with each being significantly better but costlier than the last.]
'Aha, I see. Well, I'll look into all that a little later. For now, I think I've acquired the means to complete my first mission.'
Glancing to his right where a tipsy middle-aged woman had her juicy-looking lips pressed up against the crown of the glass bottle, Samuel spied the disproportionate side figure of his neighbour. Her thin, long-sleeved ruffle layered blouse which reached to just above her jeans did little to hide some of the largest pair of tits he had ever seen.
'Fuck. How did they even get that big when she doesn't have children?' Samuel thought, as his gaze, which lingered on the outline of her breasts for a while, slowly progressed up along the neckline of her blouse and onto the slender, swan-like neck of his temptress neighbour.
She had short, chestnut brown hair with a few locks reaching to just above her shoulders, perfectly framing her sensual fair face which had a healthy streak of red flush across her nose and cheeks from the wine. The only problem was, as the conversations between the duo died down, and she began to fall into a more sorrowful state, her kissable lips and large eyes devolved into a cute frown, which even then did little to hide the beauty of his MILF-material neighbour.
But as he heard her next line, while suddenly recalling the past he remembered of her, he struggled to see her for what she was- as an alluring sight. The repressed, nefarious thoughts which had bubbled up upon receiving the potions, began to slowly die down.
"I just don't know why… why he doesn't listen to anything I say anymore." Muttered Emily, lost in her thoughts, wondering when her husband had begun to lose the feelings of love for his wife, that she so too was struggling to hold onto right now.
"He barely comes home anymore, and whenever he does, he barely acknowledges me, and then just leaves again!" With a bit more force behind her words this time, she swung the bottle upwards, taking a large gulp of the wine as Samuel watched on, with a tinge of pity in his eyes.
"Was he… was he about to hit me? It can't be, right? He wouldn't do that, would he?"
As the busty lady uttered those words, Samuel's memories of the tidbits he had heard of Emily's life in his previous life- or specifically her death, were brought to the forefront of his mind. It was reported that one night, a few years after, what Samuel liked to call, his year of grief, one of the neighbours had found the buxom lady dead in the living room of her own home.
The only reason he became informed of the incident was because of the multiple blaring police car sirens that had brought him out of his bedroom. From what he could glean, she was strangled to death, with bruises all across her body from what Samuel guessed was domestic violence. At the time, he felt quite sad because he knew she was a great woman and neighbour, but he was mostly unperturbed by the events since he had not built much of a relationship with her, with him being a recluse.
'So the abuse is about to begin, huh?'
Now, however, with the treatment of his neighbour, he could not find it within himself to remain unworried for her well-being. He had found a hidden gem living right next door, and to think that there was even a chance she could be killed by her husband was troublesome.
"He doesn't even touch me anymore… like he used to do."
'That does it!'
The last line she uttered out of her mouth, made all the feelings of reluctance swirling within his heart dissipate, as a fire was stoked within his loins. It was like a raging bull was running around his mind, wreaking havoc on all semblance of control and order in his brain. His 5-inch dick began to erect, but he quickly adjusted his boxers so that it would grow in a more subtle direction.
His thoughts on having his way with the depressed woman were rekindled when he realised she was unsatisfied. There was just something about a lonely housewife- a trope that was common in the hundreds or even thousands of doujins and porn videos he had viewed- that made Samuel want to enjoy such an experience too.
"Miss Cooper…"
Emily was startled back into sobriety as her eye shadow receded in place of her widening eyes, as she realised that she was still in the company of the neighbouring household's teenage boy.
"Sam… uh-uh… Samuel."
Clearing her throat and quickly gathering her bearings, the woman looked pointedly at the older boy beside her.
"None of that Miss Cooper stuff anymore! Call me Emily. Emily! We're both adults now." Her rebuttal left Samuel confused as he cleared his throat of phlegm before proceeding to do as she had asked.
"Em… Emily?" He half-asked with an upward inflection toward the end of the word, signifying his unfamiliarity with calling out girls' names- or names in general.
"Yes." She nodded exaggeratedly, with a broad smile replacing the cute frown from earlier.
The smile that served to take Samuel's breath away, and her request to call her by her first name, did wonders to firm his resolve about what he would do next.
"Emily, would you mind getting me a napkin?" Requested the resolved young man who had just finished his delicious meal, and had a mission to complete.
"Ah yes, let me get one for you, Samuel."
As she got up to get him a napkin, Samuel raised his right arm out as though looking for something in the empty air.
'System. Sleep serum, please.'
And just like that, a small glass vial with a colourless concoction swirling within appeared in his hand.
[Sleep Serum (Grade 1)]
[Effect: Several minutes after administration, it will put the recipient into a deep sleep for 60 minutes.]
[Side effect: Administrator will feel drowsy soon after the time limit is over.]
'Fuck! A side effect. Meh, whatever. I'll just run back home as soon as I'm done here.'
Making up his final resolve, and with his lust winning over his pity and moral inhibitions, Samuel poured the contents of the vial into the nearly empty bottle of wine, committing his first evil deed of spiking a drink since receiving the system.
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