[Time Stop

-> Allows the user to stop the flow of time in the surrounding area for 30 minutes. During the stopped time, only the user can move freely and interact with the environment. The user can also select specific individuals to remain mobile and aware within the stopped time. This skill requires a 3-hour cooldown after use before it can be activated again.]

This... was incredible! Not only had the duration tripled to 30 minutes, but I could now choose to keep specific people conscious while time was frozen.

The possibilities were endless! I could make any woman I desired stay fully aware while the world stood still, then play with her however I wanted. Or teach them a very special 'lesson' with no one being the wiser. Even with the 3-hour cooldown, the vastly improved flexibility was more than worth it.

It looked like I wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight. There were so, so many things I wanted to try.

And now, for the 95 idle Stat Points.

An old question haunted me: just how high could my stats go? Was one hundred the limit? Let's find out.

Since tonight was all about 'fun' plans, Libido was the obvious choice. With it already at 50, I used 50 points and tried to max it out.

[Libido: 50 → 100]

[Your Libido has reached its maximum point]

So it was true, the cap was one hundred! Instantly, a powerful wave of vitality surged straight into my groin. My body grew hot, and my little brother throbbed with an energetic, almost painful intensity. My sexual desire ignited with a ferocity I'd never felt before.

Fuck... Even with my libido skyrocketing, my body was still tired. My gaze immediately fell upon Delilah, sleeping helplessly, wearing only a thin white t-shirt that showed the outline of her black bra and her tempting, big breasts. I unconsciously swallowed hard.

I tried to calm myself. With 45 points left, where should I put them? My first thought was stamina, but then I remembered my humiliating failure to even scratch Axis, even with time stopped. That was unacceptable, and I wouldn't let it happen again.

I needed real power.

[Strength: 30 → 75]

Instantly, my muscles tightened and swelled. The transformation was so intense I gritted my teeth against the near-painful sensation.

This felt different from before, probably because I'd increased it so much all at once.

A few seconds later, sweat covered my body. Looking at my now muscular yet still lean arms and torso, I felt strangely confident I could crush steel or lift a car with ease.

Now, with my new powerful body and burning lust, my eyes returned to Delilah. An idea formed—should I try the [Dreamweaver] skill on her?

A mischievous smile spread across my lips. Maybe now was the perfect time for a test run.

Suddenly, the door creaked open slowly, and Angeline appeared in a adorable white one-piece dress. The cut hugged her petite frame perfectly, making her look like an angel descended from heaven. The white color contrasted with her golden hair flowing over her shoulders, creating an image of pure innocence that was somehow incredibly tempting.

"You came at just the right time," I said.

Angeline looked at me with a gaze full of lust mixed with shame, then her eyes shifted to her mother, sleeping soundly. I could see the conflict within her—between her own desires and the guilt of seeing her mother in such a state.

"Lift your dress," I commanded in a low voice.

Angeline flinched but slowly raised her white dress, revealing that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. Her pussy was already glistening wet in the dim bedroom light. I couldn't look away from the sight.

"Such a good girl," I praised, "you remembered my order perfectly."

"I-I... just forgot to wear any!" she protested, her cheeks flushing red.

Her feigned shyness only made me more impatient. I remembered all the humiliation and torture she'd inflicted on me in the past—every punch, every taunt, every condescending glare. Now was the time to pay her back for all of it.

"Walk towards me with your legs open," I ordered again. "Show me your pussy and tell me that you're my personal cocksucker."

Angeline took a sharp breath. With unsteady steps, she began walking towards me, keeping her legs spread wide apart. Every step showcased the way her wet pussy pulsed and quivered.

"I... I am Big Brother's personal cocksucker," she uttered in a trembling voice.

"Again," I pressed.

"I am Big Brother's personal cocksucker!" she said, louder this time, though her cheeks were still bright red.

"Keep repeating it!"

She continued to approach while repeating the phrase over and over, each time with growing conviction. "I am Big Brother's personal cocksucker! I am Big Brother's personal cocksucker! I am..."

My cock throbbed impatiently watching this display. When she finally reached me, I immediately shoved two fingers into her warm, waiting pussy.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 49 (+1)]

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 50 (+1)]

[...]

Squelch! Squelch!

The wet sounds immediately filled the room. I finger-fucked her roughly, my digits exploring every inch of her.

"Ahh~! Nngh! Big Brother~!" she groaned louder, her hands gripping my wrists but making no move to stop me.

"Imagine if your mother woke up right now," I whispered in her ear, never stopping the movement of my fingers. "She'd be so disappointed to see her little angel is actually a soaking wet slut. You didn't even ask how she was doing. You little whore!"

Angeline shook her head violently, her breath catching. "N-No... I already... nngh... asked Charlotte... about Mother's condition..."

"Oh? Is she gone already?" I asked, pulling out my fingers, now slick with her juices.

"She... she just left... I saw her out... to the door..." she managed to gasp out.

I raised my glistening fingers and held them in front of her face. Slowly, I licked every drop clean while staring directly into her eyes. Then I stood up from the bed where Delilah slept.

"Take my pants off."

Angeline obediently undid my button and zipper. The moment my pants came down, my rock-hard cock, stiff as an iron bar, sprang out and slapped against her face with a sharp smack.

Her eyes widened, a mixture of horror and a flicker of anticipation clear in them. It was true, my cock was much bigger than before—it used to be seven and a half inches, but now it was a full eight inches with a thicker girth.

I could hardly believe the transformation myself. It seemed to be an effect of maxing out my Libido. With a satisfied smirk, I began slapping her reddened cheeks with my shaft, savoring every expression of shame and excitement on her face.

Then I sat back down on the bed.

"Now," I said to Angeline, who was still kneeling on the floor, "Do your job. But remember, your mother is resting after her hard fight earlier. Wake her up, and you'll get a special punishment."

Angeline nodded obediently, her eyes gleaming. She crawled closer, her trembling hands first caressing my thighs before her warm mouth finally made contact with the tip of my cock. I looked down at her with a gaze full of triumph.

Angeline crawled between my legs, her eyes teary with a mix of lust and shame. Slowly, she began licking my balls, her warm, soft tongue making me groan quietly. It felt... amazing.

She then moved up the shaft, licking from the base all the way to the tip with a swirling motion, like she was savoring a delicious ice cream. Her delicate hands stroked my length while her mouth tirelessly slickened every inch with her saliva.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 61 (+1)]

"Heh, you little slut," I taunted, grabbing a fistful of her golden blonde hair. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"N-No...!" she denied, but her voice was choked with desire. "I... I'm just following your orders..."

"Get on with it," I urged, pushing her head towards my cock.

Angeline hesitated. Her small mouth clearly wasn't designed to accommodate a cock of my size. But with a heavy breath, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and tried to take me in.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 71 (+1)]

I ignored the notifications popping up. All I felt was the incredible sensation of her mouth. Even though she was clearly struggling, she kept trying—bobbing her head back and forth with difficulty, drool dripping from the corners of her stretched lips.

"Glek... gluk... ah..." The sounds of her gagging filled the room. Her eyes watered, but she didn't stop. Her hands gripped my thighs tightly as she continued moving her head.

Every time she paused for breath, I could see how red her face was—a mixture of shame, pain, and... excitement.

"Ahh... fuck..." I groaned, my hand tightening in her hair. "Keep going..."

She obeyed, slowing her rhythm. Now I could feel every swirl of her tongue around the head of my cock, every gentle suck from her hollowed cheeks, every near-painful brush of her teeth that only added to the pleasure.

I glanced over at Delilah, still sleeping peacefully beside me. The irony was palpable—right next to her, her own daughter was straining to deep-throat her stepson's cock.

"Good... just like that..." I whispered, pushing her head down deeper.

Angeline gagged harder, but she didn't resist. Instead, her hands began gently massaging my balls while her mouth kept working. I could feel her tight throat trying to adjust to my girth.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 79 (+1)]

She was clearly loving this. Even though her mouth hurt and she could barely breathe, her movements grew more enthusiastic. She was even starting to let out little moans every time my cock plunged deeper.

"You... were really... born to be a cocksucker..." I panted, my breath catching.

She moaned louder, as if the praise fueled her further. One of her hands now roamed my other thigh, her fingers digging into the flesh while her mouth kept up its work.

I felt the buildup of an orgasm gathering at the base of my spine. But not yet... it wasn't time.

I pulled my cock from Angeline's mouth with a twinge of annoyance. As incredible as it felt, there was a lingering frustration that her tiny mouth couldn't handle my full length.

"Useless little slut," I scolded, slapping her reddened cheek with my shaft. "You can't even suck cock properly! What good are you if you can't satisfy your Brother the right way?"

Angeline just stayed silent, her eyes watery with shame. I easily lifted her lightweight body and laid her down on top of Delilah, who was still out cold. Now they were stacked—mother and daughter—their faces close together in a moment of piercing irony.

I stepped up onto the bed, standing over the two women with my legs spread. My erect, throbbing cock stood tall above their faces, like a victory flag over the two generations of women now completely subdued under my control.

"Let's use this mother-and-daughter mouth combo," I thought with a triumphant smile.

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