Such Luck Right from the Start
The very first thing I encountered upon entering the game as Han Jin-seong was the shaggy, sleazy mug of some asshole guy.
Thwack!
"What the fu—gah?!"
"Ah, sorry."
I'd instinctively socked him in the gut, knocking him out cold. Then I slowly took in my surroundings.
...An office?
Neatly organized documents, sleek furniture, and the Eternis crest hanging on the wall.
"Aha."
I roughly pieced together the situation and let out a smirk. Starting off in a place like this, of all spots? I gave a small sigh of lament and looked down at the fallen man.
Luckily, he was still breathing. I'd controlled my strength, so he wasn't dead... but his ugly face was still so off-putting it made my eyes narrow.
I wasn't usually the type to judge strangers by their looks, but since this was a game and not reality, my instinct was to ogle pretty things only.
Hmm... Doesn't seem like a low-rank position.
His high-end clothes and the fancy room screamed status.
That's when it happened.
"Hm?"
Clack-clack- The pleasant click of high heels hitting the floor grew closer.
I thought for a second, then effortlessly hoisted the unconscious bastard up. I shoved his limp body through a side door that looked like it led to a storage room. Then I activated Mimicry.
Target: the guy I'd just floored.
Normally, Mimicry required Ingestion to devour the target first, but thanks to the level 10 evolution trait, Essence of Mimicry, I could use it without eating him.
"Ahem."
My voice dropped to the unfamiliar man's timbre. My eye level shifted, my build turning bulkier and more slovenly. Even my clothes morphed into an exact match of what the knocked-out guy was wearing.
I sat naturally in the chair, flipping through documents like I owned the place, acting every bit the original occupant. At the same time, info flooded my mind, sorting itself out neatly.
Eternis headquarters contract leader, Gu Du-ak. Daddy's a high-ranking exec, parachuted into position via nepotism. Hobby: using his authority to secretly snag women to his taste and fuck around with them.
I skimmed the incoming memories and stopped when there was nothing worth seeing.
"Hm."
Maybe I should've just killed him. Seemed like the kind of scum who deserved it.
I stroked my chin. High-ranking exec—right below the head of Eternis.
As I pondered this stroke of luck from the jump, the door creaked open.
"Excuse me, Leader Gu."
In walked a stunning beauty in a crisp office outfit and heels.
I instinctively scanned her up and down, then checked the surfacing info.
"What is it?"
Thanks to Mimicry, my voice and tone came out perfectly natural.
The office-lady stunner—Yoo Jua—spoke in a cold voice.
"About that proposal you made last time..."
She hesitated there, biting her lip hard before continuing.
"I've decided to accept."
...Proposal?
Memories related to her slowly bubbled up in my—Gu Du-ak's—head.
I'd tried groping for this woman to my taste, but she shot me down every time, pissing me off to no end. This bitch dares defy me? Furious, I'd used my contract leader position to cut off all her assigned requests entirely. The HQ personnel system required my approval for requests to go to her, making it easy.
Of course, being too obvious would've raised flags, so I'd fed her excuses like "no requests lately" or "rosters are full," subtly pressuring her.
As a result, Yoo Jua couldn't assign jobs to the mercenaries and hunters under her, trapping her in a bind.
She was a mid-level manager under the contract leader, handling request registrations and assignments to mercs and hunters.
But with no requests coming in—like the first button on a shirt missing—everything ground to a halt. A day or two? Sure, excuses work. Weeks? Not funny anymore.
Plus, with her boss openly pressuring her for her body and freezing her out, no one else dared intervene. Their livelihoods were on the line too.
After relentless malice and forced sexual demands, she'd finally come crawling to him herself. That was the situation now.
...Jackpot.
The real Gu Du-ak was out cold in the next room anyway.
All I had to do was roll with this sweet setup!
I grinned sleazily in Gu Du-ak's face, welcoming her.
"Heh, good choice. Smart thinking, Miss Jua."
Following his memories, I pressed the hidden button under the desk. The office door locked, and the soundproofing kicked in.
Now, whatever went down in here wouldn't leak a peep outside.
"Come closer."
I beckoned, and Yoo Jua's expression hardened further. She closed her eyes briefly, like steeling herself, set her small bag on the side chair, and stepped forward slowly.
"...?"
My agility stat of 8 gave me sharp senses—I spotted a tiny gap in her bag. A black lens glinted inside.
I clocked it instantly.
Planning to film the sex tape and screw him over?
Figuring her game, I smirked inwardly. Not my problem anyway...
Time to play along proper.
"First, I wanna check your sincerity, Miss Jua."
"My... sincerity?"
Her voice trembled faintly as she echoed me.
I nodded, curling my lip in satisfaction.
"Yeah. For starters... take off your top."
"...!"
Her face went pale in a flash, and she gnawed her lower lip. Her fingertips shook as she clenched her fists, then gave in, slowly shrugging off her jacket to the floor.
Beneath it, the tight white blouse hugged her swollen tits perfectly.
"Next, the blouse. And answer every order I give."
"Ngh... Yes..."
Yoo Jua hesitated again. Eyes fixed on the floor, she undid the first button with trembling hands.
With each button, the contrast of her pale skin and black bra sharpened. Once the last one popped, the blouse parted, fully exposing the bra cupping her rack.
It slid off her shoulders to the floor. She reflexively crossed her arms over her chest.
Her face flushed beet red; she couldn't lift her head.
"Good... real good. Now the bra?"
"..."
"Answer."
"Y-Yes..."
It was almost a sob. Yoo Jua reached back, fumbling with the bra clasp. Her shaky fingers struggled, making her fidget anxiously.
Click. It unhooked, and the soft white pair tumbled free, jiggling against gravity.
She hurriedly covered them, but the gap flashed pink areolas and shyly perked nipples, firing up my imagination.
Fuck, she's smoking hot.
The taboo thrill of her face and the situation had my crotch throbbing hard to endure.
I stayed in character patiently and issued the next command.
"Now the skirt."
"Ah... ngh... Yes..."
One arm over her tits, she fumbled the skirt zipper with the other. Awkward pose made her hands slip.
Finally, she dropped the covering arm to the skirt. In that split second, her pale, perky pair flashed fully into view.
"Oh yeah."
"...!"
I let out an appreciative groan at the eye candy. Her face burned crimson at the sound.
She scrambled to reclutch her chest, but way too late. My gaze was already on her lower half.
Gone the skirt: just sheer black lace panties left, thinly veiling her pussy and ass crack.
Bold to straight-up obscene design!
"Up on the desk."
"...Pardon?"
"I said get on the desk. Turn around, squat in front of me."
"Yes..."
Lips pressed in despair, she realized resistance was pointless. She approached the desk, wobbling up in her heels.
She shuffled right in front of my chair, turned her back, and squatted.
Low enough to match my seated eye level. Her plump white ass thrust right in my face.
The thin lace stretched over her enticing crack, outlining her pussy and asshole dizzyingly.
Close enough to feel my breath on it.
I shot a quick thanks to the comatose Gu Du-ak next door and planted both hands on the white cheeks bared over the lace.
Then kneaded them roughly like dough.
"Ngh...!"
Her shoulders twitched. She tried twisting away, but my low voice pinned her.
"Stay still."
"..."
I groped her ass for a good while, savoring the soft squish. Then I buried my face in the crack.
I inhaled deep, relishing the warmth and scent through the panties.
"Kyaa...?!"
"Sniff... haa... sniff... haa... Smells so good, Miss Jua. Did you prep your body, knowing you'd give in to my demands?"
Hot breath warmed the fabric over her sensitive spots, making her ass quiver as she barely answered.
"Hngh...! N-No...!"
"Don't lie. Slutty panties that show everything inside, plus this sweet scent. Mmm... sniiiif... haa...!"
"Eek...!!"
I nosed right up to her pussy and asshole, sniffing obsessively. The ticklish act made her lose balance, staggering.
She braced on the cold desk with both hands to steady herself. Even shaking, her eyes flicked to her bag on the opposite chair.
Checking if the camera caught the scene, her pupils jittered anxiously.
"Eyes where they belong, Miss Jua."
"...! N-No, they're not..."
"Hm? Really? Focus on me now."
"Y-Yes... Understood..."
Her face fell in dread; she nodded frantically and dropped her gaze to the floor.
Yeah, got it. You're busting ass to expose the boss's dirt, but play along and I'll cooperate.
I nodded inwardly and gave the next order.