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- Sep 27, 2011
Why was life always so god-damned boring?
Several years ago when Dan was nineteen, he'd thrown together a few phone games that had mildly entertained him. The marketplace seemed to agree that they were entertaining, and six months later he had enough money in the bank that a clever man wouldn't need to work for over a decade. The initial flood of money had slowed to a trickle these days, but Dan was indeed a clever man. When he left college the idea of a life of video games, relaxation and no classes seemed to be an absolutely brilliant idea. But now he was just bored.
On that particular Wednesday morning he opened his eyes with a deep sigh, briefly lamenting the fact that, once again, there was no one in the bed beside him. There hadn't ever been someone there beside him, not even during his one year of college when the couple of times he got laid was as part of the line pulling a train on some drunk chick at a frat party. His feet swung out from the bed and landed on discarded Chinese take-out containers and filthy laundry, grunting as he hauled his overweight ass up. Five years of basically nothing had turned an already relatively heavy guy into a full-on fat slob. Yawning widely and reaching down to scratch his sweaty balls he walked over to his computer, clicking in to see if anything interesting happened overnight.
The landlord of the apartment building was a nearly senile old lady who thought Dan was perfectly sweet, and it had been easy to get a copy of the master building key. With nothing but time on his hands it was also simple to find times when the varying apartments would be empty and install a few secret spycams. It was a perversion Dan would never even have considered a few years ago, but the constant search for something new to do led him to give it a shot. Mostly he just used it to spy on some of the ladies in the building.
His favorites were the two college girls just down the hall. When they moved in he'd had fantasies of the two being lesbians and fucking like rabbits in their apartment, but that hope was sadly dashed. Still, he had plenty of footage of them showering, masturbating, screwing their boyfriends and even making out once when they got hammered after a bad breakup. Almost as good was the single mom, and a hot piece of MILF ass, one floor up and her two teen daughters. Now that they were more grown-up, he'd spent more and more time watching the teen sexpots change. The rest of his collection was made up of a few different housewives, some other teen daughters, and a handful of single women that lived on their own. Most of them looked away is disgust or pity i they saw him in the halls, but here in his apartment they were his own private camwhores. Not that any of them knew.
It was three pm and four jack-offs later when he left the apartment for the first time, wandering out to acquire shitty takeout and drop off some videos to Mickey, a pervert and junkie who ran the local 'adult bookstore.' Voyeur shit paid pretty well, though Dan made sure he didn't sell anything from the girls who weren't legal yet. It was as he was coming out, and taking the time to burn a joint in the back alley, that he found it resting on top of a dumpster; an iPad, apparently brand new, in a dark red case. Dan didn't even pause before sticking it into his bag.
Tech was one of the few things Dan had going for him, and it was easy to find a compatible charger once he made it home. With one hand holding a big, greasy burger the other tapped upon the screen, smiling when it came to life only for his brow to furrow in confusion. Instead of the familiar Apple logo there were just two words at the top of the screen. Ero Note
"The hell?" he wondered aloud, tapping the screen. It went dark for a moment before several lines of Japanese text appeared, English translations below.
I - Whoever is identified in the Ero Note will sexually satisfy the user
II - A name is not necessary, but the target must be clearly identified
III - The details of the service can be written out and will occur as written
IV - With no details, the target will make their way to the user to provide service as soon as possible
V - The target will not remember the service unless otherwise written
There was more but he was already tapping the screen in annoyance, utterly ignoring a few more pages of rules before arriving at some sort of main screen with a blinking cursor ready for him to enter text. "Shit," he muttered, letting it fall back to the table. The damn thing must be part of some alternate reality game, a promo for some shitty parody or porno. Which meant it would be worthless until he had the time to reformat it.
For a few minutes he just stared at it, the half-eaten burger forgotten on the table strewn with dirty plates and take-out containers. It was stupid, pointless, and there was no damned way it would work.
But hell, anyone would try at least once, wouldn't they?
Four pm; typically at this time one of the college girls was getting home after her afternoon classes while her roommate was still out. Still laughing at himself he picked up the tablet and typed in her name, dropping it once more. "Stupid thing," he grunted, rising from the table and vanishing back into his bedroom. There were orcs to slay.
Alright so this is a bit of a selfish request, but if you never ask, you don't get. Might as well see if there's anyone out there interested in telling this sort of story with me.
The specific request is based off of an idea that I've seen several times in different H-manga, though usually it's only a couple of artists that do the theme over and over in different ways. They all revolve around a male protagonist who, one way or another, gains a power that allows him to rewrite the rules of the world around him or can otherwise act as though rules didn't apply to him. I've listed some of the examples of this 'genre' below, along with links to appropriate h-manga. Obviously all links are NSFW.
- A 'Death Note' style notebook that allows the bearer to rewrite people's minds and the rules they live by - https://e-hentai.org/g/847726/9990fde6ba/ / https://e-hentai.org/g/889627/5094895cb4/
- A National Pussy Pass, giving the bearer the legal right to rape any woman he wants and requiring her to cooperate with his demands - https://e-hentai.org/g/561131/ee99733029/ / https://e-hentai.org/g/1042459/8ede56f9fa/
- A man purchases/develops/is given a set of devices that can control the women they are attached to - https://e-hentai.org/g/903546/79d223f278/
- The King's App, an application that lets its owner rewrite rules and people's minds just by sending them a text message - https://e-hentai.org/g/1054342/c8677f4699/
Obviously there's the instant smut potential; guy can't get laid, obtains power, builds harem. And while that's certainly an entertaining route to go down, I can't help but wonder what happens with some of these guys if the manga continued past the first few days. The 'Death Note' link above is the best example of what I mean; once he gets bored of just screwing random girls, what else might he do with this power? Turn an entire school, or town, or city into a hedonistic paradise? Build an army of servants to spread his control? Dive into more and more exotic kinks in search of greater thrills?
What if he decides to share the power with chosen friends? Or build a religion with himself as a God on Earth? What if there are others with similar power? Is the Ero Note stronger than the King's App? What if his favorite harem members are raped by those with a Pussy Pass?
Let's take the simple smut idea of 'man can do anything and gets lots of sex' and take it to its logical conclusions, keep the story going past orgasm and see just what he decides to do with this power, and who might be out there trying to stop him.
I'll keep specific characters/kinks/etc vague for now, since a lot of this would depend on exactly what the Narrator is comfortable with and what sort of power/characters we settle on. A nerd mind-controlling his high school? A random otaku being granted a Pussy Pass? A coach discovering his team won't question any of the rules he sets for them? Let's find out.
Several years ago when Dan was nineteen, he'd thrown together a few phone games that had mildly entertained him. The marketplace seemed to agree that they were entertaining, and six months later he had enough money in the bank that a clever man wouldn't need to work for over a decade. The initial flood of money had slowed to a trickle these days, but Dan was indeed a clever man. When he left college the idea of a life of video games, relaxation and no classes seemed to be an absolutely brilliant idea. But now he was just bored.
On that particular Wednesday morning he opened his eyes with a deep sigh, briefly lamenting the fact that, once again, there was no one in the bed beside him. There hadn't ever been someone there beside him, not even during his one year of college when the couple of times he got laid was as part of the line pulling a train on some drunk chick at a frat party. His feet swung out from the bed and landed on discarded Chinese take-out containers and filthy laundry, grunting as he hauled his overweight ass up. Five years of basically nothing had turned an already relatively heavy guy into a full-on fat slob. Yawning widely and reaching down to scratch his sweaty balls he walked over to his computer, clicking in to see if anything interesting happened overnight.
The landlord of the apartment building was a nearly senile old lady who thought Dan was perfectly sweet, and it had been easy to get a copy of the master building key. With nothing but time on his hands it was also simple to find times when the varying apartments would be empty and install a few secret spycams. It was a perversion Dan would never even have considered a few years ago, but the constant search for something new to do led him to give it a shot. Mostly he just used it to spy on some of the ladies in the building.
His favorites were the two college girls just down the hall. When they moved in he'd had fantasies of the two being lesbians and fucking like rabbits in their apartment, but that hope was sadly dashed. Still, he had plenty of footage of them showering, masturbating, screwing their boyfriends and even making out once when they got hammered after a bad breakup. Almost as good was the single mom, and a hot piece of MILF ass, one floor up and her two teen daughters. Now that they were more grown-up, he'd spent more and more time watching the teen sexpots change. The rest of his collection was made up of a few different housewives, some other teen daughters, and a handful of single women that lived on their own. Most of them looked away is disgust or pity i they saw him in the halls, but here in his apartment they were his own private camwhores. Not that any of them knew.
It was three pm and four jack-offs later when he left the apartment for the first time, wandering out to acquire shitty takeout and drop off some videos to Mickey, a pervert and junkie who ran the local 'adult bookstore.' Voyeur shit paid pretty well, though Dan made sure he didn't sell anything from the girls who weren't legal yet. It was as he was coming out, and taking the time to burn a joint in the back alley, that he found it resting on top of a dumpster; an iPad, apparently brand new, in a dark red case. Dan didn't even pause before sticking it into his bag.
Tech was one of the few things Dan had going for him, and it was easy to find a compatible charger once he made it home. With one hand holding a big, greasy burger the other tapped upon the screen, smiling when it came to life only for his brow to furrow in confusion. Instead of the familiar Apple logo there were just two words at the top of the screen. Ero Note
"The hell?" he wondered aloud, tapping the screen. It went dark for a moment before several lines of Japanese text appeared, English translations below.
I - Whoever is identified in the Ero Note will sexually satisfy the user
II - A name is not necessary, but the target must be clearly identified
III - The details of the service can be written out and will occur as written
IV - With no details, the target will make their way to the user to provide service as soon as possible
V - The target will not remember the service unless otherwise written
There was more but he was already tapping the screen in annoyance, utterly ignoring a few more pages of rules before arriving at some sort of main screen with a blinking cursor ready for him to enter text. "Shit," he muttered, letting it fall back to the table. The damn thing must be part of some alternate reality game, a promo for some shitty parody or porno. Which meant it would be worthless until he had the time to reformat it.
For a few minutes he just stared at it, the half-eaten burger forgotten on the table strewn with dirty plates and take-out containers. It was stupid, pointless, and there was no damned way it would work.
But hell, anyone would try at least once, wouldn't they?
Four pm; typically at this time one of the college girls was getting home after her afternoon classes while her roommate was still out. Still laughing at himself he picked up the tablet and typed in her name, dropping it once more. "Stupid thing," he grunted, rising from the table and vanishing back into his bedroom. There were orcs to slay.
Alright so this is a bit of a selfish request, but if you never ask, you don't get. Might as well see if there's anyone out there interested in telling this sort of story with me.
The specific request is based off of an idea that I've seen several times in different H-manga, though usually it's only a couple of artists that do the theme over and over in different ways. They all revolve around a male protagonist who, one way or another, gains a power that allows him to rewrite the rules of the world around him or can otherwise act as though rules didn't apply to him. I've listed some of the examples of this 'genre' below, along with links to appropriate h-manga. Obviously all links are NSFW.
- A 'Death Note' style notebook that allows the bearer to rewrite people's minds and the rules they live by - https://e-hentai.org/g/847726/9990fde6ba/ / https://e-hentai.org/g/889627/5094895cb4/
- A National Pussy Pass, giving the bearer the legal right to rape any woman he wants and requiring her to cooperate with his demands - https://e-hentai.org/g/561131/ee99733029/ / https://e-hentai.org/g/1042459/8ede56f9fa/
- A man purchases/develops/is given a set of devices that can control the women they are attached to - https://e-hentai.org/g/903546/79d223f278/
- The King's App, an application that lets its owner rewrite rules and people's minds just by sending them a text message - https://e-hentai.org/g/1054342/c8677f4699/
Obviously there's the instant smut potential; guy can't get laid, obtains power, builds harem. And while that's certainly an entertaining route to go down, I can't help but wonder what happens with some of these guys if the manga continued past the first few days. The 'Death Note' link above is the best example of what I mean; once he gets bored of just screwing random girls, what else might he do with this power? Turn an entire school, or town, or city into a hedonistic paradise? Build an army of servants to spread his control? Dive into more and more exotic kinks in search of greater thrills?
What if he decides to share the power with chosen friends? Or build a religion with himself as a God on Earth? What if there are others with similar power? Is the Ero Note stronger than the King's App? What if his favorite harem members are raped by those with a Pussy Pass?
Let's take the simple smut idea of 'man can do anything and gets lots of sex' and take it to its logical conclusions, keep the story going past orgasm and see just what he decides to do with this power, and who might be out there trying to stop him.
I'll keep specific characters/kinks/etc vague for now, since a lot of this would depend on exactly what the Narrator is comfortable with and what sort of power/characters we settle on. A nerd mind-controlling his high school? A random otaku being granted a Pussy Pass? A coach discovering his team won't question any of the rules he sets for them? Let's find out.