Chapter 1 – Leaving My Hometown
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It has been a full 15 years since my consciousness awakened.
I had thought it was just a crazy dream, but it’s been 15 years since I experienced the bizarre phenomenon of being reincarnated into another world with powers.
The first five years were truly hellish.
There was the sadness of never being able to meet my parents from my previous life again.
It was so sudden that I didn’t feel it at first, but as time passed, I felt a sense of emptiness, and it was truly depressing.
Still, my parents in this life were good people, and I had memories of the five years since I was born, so I was able to adapt somewhat.
Not being able to enjoy the entertainment from my previous life was also painful.
This world was, so to speak, a fantasy. It was the kind of fantasy world that often appears in isekai reincarnation stories.
How great would it have been if it were sci-fi?
There were no manga, no porn, and no erotic novels. Well, there might be erotic novels, but at least the village where I was born was a typical rural village, and the only books were the ones used to teach children how to read, which were kept at the village chief’s house.
But as they say, humans are creatures of adaptation. I gradually began to get used to a life without entertainment.
Of course, in its place, lewd fantasies filled the void.
The neighbor’s wife would sometimes come outside to hang laundry.
Every time, I would peek out, bow my head, and greet her politely.
And while bowing my head, I would imagine the neighbor’s wife and her husband having sex, or twist it a bit and imagine them having an affair,
or imagine the neighbor’s wife having a thing for younger boys and suddenly pouncing on me.
I was always fantasizing, so the speed of my fantasies became several times faster than in my previous life.
My only joy, as I was going crazy from boredom due to the lack of outlets for my sexual desires, was imagining the lewd appearances of the villagers.
It was like the feeling I had in middle school when I would blankly stare into space and imagine beating up a gang that suddenly attacked the school, thinking, “I’m so strong!” Every day, I would imagine not only the neighbor’s wife but also the bakery owner’s wife, the blacksmith’s wife, and sometimes even my sister, who was seven years older than me.
It seems that the saying “the mind follows the body” is true.
Since my body was young, even the young physiques that I wouldn’t normally look at seemed somewhat attractive because they were similar to my physical age.
If I felt a lack of stimulation, it was commonplace to imagine goblins or orcs attacking the village.
Since it was a fantasy world, I had actually seen goblins, so the fantasies were even more realistic, which made me even more excited.
But above all, there was something that tormented me. It followed me every day, forcing me to face the miserable reality.
It was the fact that my foreskin hadn’t retracted by the time I turned 10.
Because my foreskin hadn’t retracted, I couldn’t jerk off with that really good feeling.
Of course, it would still come out.
The foreskin was slightly peeled back to the tip of my glans, so if I rubbed it, it felt good and I would come.
But the really good feeling was when the foreskin moved back and forth over the glans.
The sensation of the glans slightly brushing against my bare hand while jerking off was the best.
The five years of not being able to have a stimulating jerk-off because of the foreskin were so painful.
Having already known that good pleasure, the sensation of my young, foreskin-covered dick was too weak.
Every day, I would gently peel back the foreskin and measure how much it had retracted.
The moment my foreskin completely retracted when I turned 10, I was so happy that I cheered.
Of course, as much as I liked lewd things, I didn’t just live to jerk off.
Sex was sex, and since I was born with these powers, I wanted to make the most of them.
I had doubts about whether the powers I had talked about in my previous life had really manifested.
A week after I regained my consciousness at the age of five, I decided to test my superhuman strength.
Honestly, even when I clenched and unclenched my fists, it was hard to believe that I had superhuman strength.
I couldn’t test it by breaking things in the house.
So, I went into the forest alone, pretending to go out to play.
At first, I thought about testing it on a tree, but I quickly abandoned that idea.
If I misjudged my strength and knocked down a tree, I would be discovered quickly.
So, to avoid making noise, I decided to punch the ground.
I lay down and started by gently tapping the ground with my fist.
Once, twice, three times,
As I increased the number of times, I clenched my fist even harder.
No matter how much I hit the ground, my fist didn’t get a single scratch, and I only felt the sensation of hitting the ground, not any pain.
And there seemed to be no limit to the strength of my fist as I increased it with each hit.
There was no limit to the strength I could clench.
No matter how hard I clenched, my arm didn’t tremble at all, as if it was nothing, and the force of my fist only grew stronger.
Thud!
Even when I punched the ground so hard that my slender five-year-old hand was completely buried in the ground, my arm was fine.
When I pulled my arm out of the ground, I could easily pull it out by putting strength into my body.
My fist, which had been buried in the ground, was just covered in dirt and was completely fine, and I didn’t feel any pain.
There was no sign of the strength in my clenched fist weakening.
It was then that I realized that I really had unbelievable superhuman strength and a body that could withstand it.
After that, I trained every day to control my superhuman strength.
It wasn’t like I was out of control, breaking things with just a little bit of force, but I had a feeling that it was better to start this training early.
I needed to know exactly how much force I was using and how strong it was.
It was a very important issue for me.
Of course, it was also to avoid breaking the furniture at home, and I also thought that I shouldn’t accidentally hurt anyone.
But the most important thing was something else.
It was to prevent myself from becoming a body that wouldn’t be satisfied with anything other than jerking off with this superhuman strength.
I had experienced this in my previous life.
The harder you grip while jerking off, the better it feels.
Of course, there is a limit to how hard you can grip, and it’s up to how much your dick can handle.
The feeling of lightly touching and brushing is also good, but I think that gripping and shaking hard is the best.
But now, my body is the strongest body that can withstand my superhuman strength.
No matter how hard I grip my dick, it can withstand it.
That means the harder I grip, the better the jerk-off will feel.
That’s dangerous. What’s dangerous is that in the future, when I have sex with a woman, no matter how much her vagina tightens, I won’t be able to feel satisfied at all.
I was a virgin in my previous life.
I had never had sex.
I was reincarnated into a fantasy world.
From what I’ve heard, there are various races like elves, beastmen, dwarves, and halflings in the city where adventurers are, which is about three days away by carriage from the rural area where I live.
What are my abilities now?
Powerful superhuman strength, and an amazing body that can withstand my superhuman strength, is immune to poison, and doesn’t get sick.
It’s strange to stay in the countryside with this kind of body.
Someday, I’ll go to the city, become an adventurer, and use these abilities to become popular with women.
Or, even if I’m not popular, I’ll make money, so I can go to a brothel and lose my virginity.
I want to have sex.
And I want to have sex that feels good.
But if I put my dick, which is used to the stimulation of superhuman strength, into a vagina, will it really feel good?
The answer is absolutely not.
It would feel good because it’s soft, but I would definitely feel like it’s not enough.
Even though I’ve never had sex, I could predict that much.
So, the first thing I did was to control my strength.
My goal was to always maintain the same intensity when jerking off as I did in my previous life.
The time it took to perfectly master the control of my strength was the time I focused the most in my life since I was born into this world.
By the time I turned 10, I had perfectly mastered the control of my strength, and the pleasure I felt when I first jerked off with my fully retracted foreskin was still vividly etched in my memory.
After that, I spent my days feeling the greenness of nature in the forest and having hand-job sessions whenever I had time.
Fortunately, the average appearance of women in this world was very high, so there was no shortage of material for my hand-jobs.
That was one of the things I was glad about being born into a fantasy world.
I enjoyed my days of sexual liberation, trying not only hand-jobs but also various other methods.
Of course, I didn’t just jerk off.
I lived my daily life properly.
I also did other training for my future life as an adventurer, not just things related to jerking off.
As time passed, 20 years went by, and I became an adult in this world.
I sat at the dining table and said to my parents, who were sitting across from me.
“Dad, Mom. I’m going to become an adventurer.”
My dad in this life looked worried and said,
“Rent, do you really have to?”
My dad’s name is Philip.
He has a sturdy build with green hair and brown eyes.
Maybe it’s because I take after my dad, or maybe it’s because my body is strong enough to withstand superhuman strength, but my body is now muscular and I have a healthy height.
Of course, my dick is also very healthy.
This is probably largely due to genetics, so I think it’s the best thing about being my dad’s son.
For reference, my hair color is also green like my dad’s.
“It’s not bad to work as a carpenter with your dad in the village. Do you really have to become an adventurer?”
“Dad. Look at my body. If I want to make a good living with this body, being an adventurer is the best.”
I thumped my chest with my fist and argued with my dad.
If I didn’t have any abilities, I would follow my dad and become a carpenter, but I wanted to go to the city.
I wanted to spend a very passionate night with a beautiful woman.
There are no brothels here because it’s a rural village.
Even if there were, it would be awkward to go because everyone knows each other.
“Your dad is right, Rent. No matter how amazing our son’s muscles are, what if you get hurt by a monster?”
My mom said something absurd next to my dad.
My mom’s name is Merinda. Even I think she still looks young enough to be active.
But her personality is just like any other middle-aged woman, unlike her appearance.
My mom has blonde hair and blue eyes like mine.
For reference, she also has big breasts. My dad secretly told me that he was first attracted to my mom’s breasts.
“Mom…”
I jumped up from my seat and grabbed the saw blade that was used to cut wood, which was placed in one corner of the house, and tried to slash my left forearm with it.
Clang!
Then, my mom hit the table and yelled at me.
“Oh my, are you crazy! What if you get hurt!”
See? How absurd is that?
She knows my body well, but she’s saying something ridiculous.
I stopped trying to slash my forearm and tapped my shoulder with the saw blade.
“Mom, you know very well. How can a body like this, where the saw blade would break instead of hurting me, get injured?”
I put the saw blade back in its place and sat back down, saying,
“Dad, Mom. I’m going to become an adventurer. It’s the best fit for me.”
‘And it’s also the best fit for my lower body.’
“You were the one who threw up after killing one goblin, what kind of adventurer are you!”
“No, that was when I was a kid! And I threw up because the goblin exploded as soon as I hit it, and its guts got on my face! Do you know how awful the smell of guts is?!”
That was really terrible. It was the first time I encountered a goblin.
I punched the goblin that suddenly jumped at me in the stomach.
Honestly, I didn’t think I would get hurt, but I was nervous and slightly failed to control my strength.
After that, I decided to cleanly blow off the heads of goblins when I encountered them.
My mom wiped her eyes and wailed.
“Oh my! Oh myyyy! What’s the point of raising a son~! What’s the point of raising such a heartless son who’s going to abandon his parents and leave~! I’ve wasted my life! Oh myyyy!”
That’s acting.
I know it all after living with her for 20 years.
“Ugh! Why are you doing this, Mom! What do you not like so much? You know that your son isn’t the type to go out and die!”
“What about our house when you leave? It’s hard for your dad to work alone.”
My mom said something absurd.
“What’s so hard about it? Dad’s fine. Besides, Dad is the strongest in the village besides me. Would I say I’m leaving for no reason? I’m saying this because I know you two will be fine even if I leave.”
At least for the next 20 years, he’ll be fine.
“Just because you have a healthy body doesn’t mean you’re fine without your son! Look at your dad. He doesn’t have a muscular body like our son, but he has a big build and a tender heart! How lonely do you think he’ll be without you!”
“Calling your son muscular…”
In the first place, my dad will be happy that I’m leaving.
My parents have a good relationship. Even now, when they think I’m asleep, they often spend hot time together.
It’s amazing that my younger sibling hasn’t been born yet.
Maybe if I go to the city, my younger sibling will be conceived in my mom’s belly.
“H-honey. Even if our son isn’t here, I’m happy as long as I’m with you…”
See? Even my dad is saying that.
“What are you saying, after opposing it! You just stay quiet!”
“O-okay.”
That’s because my mom is the one in power in this house.
I always look at my dad and swear that I won’t be so intimidated by women when I meet them.
“Anyway! You can’t be an adventurer! How long do you think your dad will be okay? When he gets old, he won’t be able to do carpentry work! You have to be by his side to help him then. Are you saying we should starve when your dad can’t work?”
It seems that my mom thinks that if I become an adventurer, I’ll be an unfilial son who won’t show his face for the rest of his life.
If that’s the case, then I’m very upset. Beyond being upset, I’m a little annoyed.
“Mom, do you think your son is such an unfilial son that he’ll abandon you and Dad and live a carefree life if he becomes an adventurer? I’ll send you money regularly when I make it.”
“Huh?”
My mom’s expression immediately changed.
“Really?”
She looked at me with the same look she had when she was bargaining with the fruit store owner.
“Yes, really! Even if I’m unlucky and don’t make it big, even if I just catch a few average monsters, you and Dad won’t have to worry about money!”
In the first place, the city of adventurers is only three days away by carriage.
If I don’t send money, my mom might come and find me herself and scold me.
My mom smiled brightly and came to my side, patting my shoulder.
“Oh my! That’s more like it! Yes, yes! What kind of son is our son! He’s not the kind of bad guy who would abandon his parents! Oh my! Our lovely filial son!”
An unfilial son was instantly turned into a filial son.
Honestly, I don’t dislike this materialistic side of my mom.
Being frugal is the best, isn’t it?
“H-honey. I don’t want our son to leave…”
It seems that my dad has more affection for me.
But if my mom allows it, my dad’s opinion doesn’t even need to be asked.
“Oh my! What are you saying! Our good son is going to be independent and help his parents! Instead of cheering him on! If you keep interfering with our son, you’ll be sleeping in a separate room!”
“That won’t do! Go, go, son!”
That’s because my mom is the one in power in this house.
And so, I was able to leave for the city of adventurers.
‘Wait for me… my first good sex!’
Dreaming of a happy future, I clenched my fist.
