Love Weapon: Pleasure Amplification

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My relationship with Lee Seonyeong had changed dramatically.

Once every one or two days. She'd book a motel room and wait whenever I issued a one-sided command. That much stayed the same. But her reactions had flipped 180 degrees.

The sullen attitude that reeked of dissatisfaction and the face full of hostility were gone.

Lee Seonyeong was a woman who craved pleasure so deeply she couldn't settle for the joys of a normal relationship—she even dipped into exhibitionism. With her strong pride, she wouldn't suddenly turn friendly, but I could feel her responses shifting bit by bit.

She still sometimes felt ashamed about cleaning my dick in her half-dazed state afterward, and she'd show flickers of resentment. But it was fading.

The power of the Love Weapon was tremendous.

'Good thing I updated KakaoTalk one more time.'

All the features added to KakaoTalk so far had been useful, so reinforcing it again hadn't let me down.

With the profile update, the info I could get from profile windows had expanded massively. Including affection levels.

The 50(1) meant Lee Seonyeong's affection for me was 50, while mine for her was 1. It had jumped from 5 to 50 in just a few days. Considering ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠affection ranged from -100 to +100, that was a huge spike.

It started with coercion, but it would end with her submission and begging. I could already see a future where she threw her heart wide open, craving the pleasure I gave her.

On the flip side, my affection for her was still just 1. Looking at that unchanging number, I realized something.

I was twisted.

After my frustrated desires piled up and rotted into warped lust, any woman I liked would suddenly ignite my sex drive. I'd always thought it was just strong libido, but the affection stat said otherwise.

'I've been seeing women not as fellow humans, but as objects for my lust.'

No wonder my affection wasn't rising. To me, Lee Seonyeong wasn't a woman I was in a relationship with—she was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just a tool for venting lust and replenishing GP.

A few more days passed. Lee Seonyeong's hostility had dwindled past the point of no return; she was starting to respond obediently to my commands.

Even in the casual chit-chat during sex, her old prickliness was gone.

"Huuuuhhhnnnngg!!!♡♡♡"

As I unloaded my semen inside Lee Seonyeong's pussy, I thought, 'Thank god the Love Weapon updated.'

Thanks to it, sex itself had become way more fun than before. Watching her body writhe from overwhelming pleasure gave a surprising mental high.

White cum gushed out in thick globs from the gap where my dick slipped free.

These days, I didn't use condoms with her anymore. When I told her I wouldn't fuck her if she made me wear one, she started taking birth control pills. Solid proof she'd submitted to my cock.

I felt proud. More than just good—it was like I'd become a better man.

Feeling this way from satisfying a woman in bed might sound silly, but any guy would get it. How well you please the female in sex is the prerequisite for being a capable male.

"Did you like it?"

A question every guy can't help asking post-sex. It proves the prerequisite above is real.

I was no different. Every time she thrashed in ecstasy, a swell of pride and fulfilled instinct boosted my self-esteem. And rising self-esteem? An incredibly, really good sensation.

After 18, it was all exams, exams, exams. Then the military. The last six years of my life had been packed with nothing but ego-crushing moments. I'd forgotten what it felt like to puff up my chest. What it meant to hold my head high.

"Yeah. This is what life's about."

It might sound grandiose for just satisfying a woman in bed, but that's exactly how I felt. Life had flavor. I'd missed this simple happiness so much.

To keep enjoying this happiness going forward, I needed to make full use of the Desire Fulfillment App.

With that in mind, I double-checked the quests generated from the Real Profile reinforcement and additions.

Quests had poured in. Adding the tutorial quest requiring sex with five women made six total. At minimum, sex with four women, each satisfying specific conditions.

'And now a New Me quest on top.'

Looks score added to profile fields, changing conditions and rewards.

'Looks score 70.'

My current looks were in the 40s. Per the detailed explanation, that put me in the top 60%—average at best. 70 was top 5% beauty, meaning I needed nearly 30 points.

Adjusting gradually so people around me wouldn't notice awkwardness? That'd take one or two years.

But I didn't want that. Why drag it out for years when I finally had the power to become handsome?

I thought, 'Gotta end things with Lee Seonyeong soon.'

I meticulously reviewed the quest info and updated features one more time, then closed the Desire Fulfillment App.

I decided to focus on quests I could clear right away.

My reflection stared back from the mirror. Acne scars from puberty dotted my face everywhere. Hell, I still had a few pimples.

'One looks point. Getting rid of acne should do it.'

I rushed to the drugstore and loaded up on acne skincare products. And a month passed.

'Still no +1.'

The acne had improved a lot, but my score hadn't budged. As I sighed and looked up—

Average. No, closer to ugly. To me, my looks had been an unchangeable stigma. Just the chance to shed it was something to be grateful for.

I steeled my resolve. 'If self-care won't cut it, throw more money at it.'

I headed to Gangnam, famous for plastic surgery and dermatology clinics. But I turned back without even crossing a derm's threshold.

'Five million won minimum for results? Fuck that.'

My account didn't even have 500,000.

Thanks to Lee Seonyeong, I could vent lust regularly and replenish GP leaking from daily life.

But my desires were still starving.

Money had become my biggest issue now. The most essential resource for realizing desires.

Beep.

"2,450 won."

As I scanned the customer's items, I thought, 'This is ridiculous.'

I'd gained the special Desire Fulfillment App, yet here ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I was, working convenience store shifts.

I'd quit the academy, but not the part-time job. Living expenses were rock bottom.

This store was a hike from my goshiwon but in a quiet spot with few customers. The owner grandpa didn't nag, so it was decent—honey part-time gig, you could say. Still just minimum wage, though.

'Gotta think of ways to make money with the Desire Fulfillment App.'

It made no sense to grind retail with this power. I'd analyzed updates, but no clear money-makers popped up.

'Best bet is posting mysteriously edited photos on short-form platforms.'

Even that needed content, marketing, staging—money chances slim.

'Sugar momma? Nah.'

Handsome-fy myself and seduce a rich housewife? Tempting, but I passed. Post-looks adjustment, I'd only tested on my dick—no full changes. Hard to explain to Lee Seonyeong, plus I had other plans.

Ding-a-ling.

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