Divine Milking System

I flopped back on my bed, my body buzzing with post-sex energy and the rush of literal life flowing through my veins. Four days. Four fucking days from a single session. I’d just banged my way into another half-week of existence.

"System, show me everything."

The blue interface expanded in my vision, filling with information about my current status.

◆ DIVINE MILKING SYSTEM ◆

JACE MONROE

Level: 5

Experience: 650/5000

Lifespan: 11D 10H

Points: 3,060

PHYSICAL STATS

Strength \[D\] ▰▰▰▱▱▱▱▱▱▱ (3/10)

Endurance \[D\] ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱ (9/10)

Agility \[E\] ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱▱▱ (7/10)

Perception \[D\] ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱▱ (8/10)

Magic \[D\] ▰▰▰▰▰▰▱▱▱▱ (6/10) 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

SOCIAL STATS

Charisma \[E\] ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱▱ (8/10)

Technique \[B\] ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱▱▱ (7/10)

STOLEN ABILITIES

├─ \[Treasure Sense\] - Copper Rank

├─ \[Sensory Hijack\] - Copper Rank

└─ \[Wave Motion\] - Copper Rank

Holy shit. Three thousand points. I’d been so focused on surviving day-to-day that I hadn’t realized how much I’d accumulated. Eleven days and ten hours of life. Almost two weeks before I’d start dying again.

For the first time since arriving in this fucked-up reality, I had breathing room.

"System, how much to improve my physical stats directly?"

\[Physical Stat Improvement Options\]

Increase any stat by 1 segment: 500 points

Increase any stat by 5 segments: 2,000 points

Increase any stat by 10 segments (full rank): 3,500 points

I whistled. Expensive as hell. But with Limit Breaker, I could train my stats naturally—it would just take time. Maybe spending points on direct stat upgrades wasn’t the smartest move.

"What about upgrading my stolen abilities?"

\[Stolen Ability Upgrade Costs\]

Copper → Bronze: 500 points each

Bronze → Silver: 1,500 points each

Silver → Gold: 5,000 points each

Gold → Platinum: 20,000 points

Platinum → Diamond: 50,000 points

That seemed more reasonable. For 1,500 points, I could upgrade all three of my stolen abilities from Copper to Bronze. Or I could take one to Silver. But which one would give me the most bang for my buck?

Wave Motion was my only offensive ability. It let me shoot energy blasts and boost my mobility, but it drained stamina like crazy at Copper rank.

Treasure Sense was utility—finding valuable items up to five meters away. Useful but not game-changing yet.

And now I had Aurora’s Sensory Hijack. The ability to manipulate someone’s five senses through touch. At Copper rank, it was limited to one sense at a time and required constant concentration, but even that was powerful. With a touch, I could make someone taste something that wasn’t there, hear phantom sounds, or feel sensations I wasn’t actually creating.

The strategic applications were fucking endless. Combat. Infiltration. Seduction. Interrogation.

"System, how much to upgrade my Sanctum?"

\[Private Sanctum Upgrade\]

Copper → Bronze: 500 points

Benefits: Capacity increased to 2 targets, duration increased to 45 min/day

Well, that was a no-brainer. With two-person capacity, I could bring both Belle and Naomi into the Sanctum together. That opened up... possibilities.

"System, how much to upgrade Essence Vault?"

\[Essence Vault Upgrade\]

Copper → Bronze: 300 points

Benefits: Capacity increased to 6 cups (from 3)

Another easy decision. Doubling my storage capacity would let me stockpile more essence, giving me reserves for emergencies or Overclock fuel.

"System, how much to upgrade Overclock?"

\[Overclock Upgrade\]

Copper → Bronze: 500 points

Benefits: Duration increased to 6 minutes (from 4), cooldown reduced to 5 hours (from 6)

That was tempting. Two extra minutes in a fight could mean the difference between life and death.

I stretched, feeling the delicious ache in my muscles. Aurora had ridden me hard, leaving scratches on my back and a satisfied warmth in my chest. What a fucking day. Seven days ago I was fat, pathetic, and days from death. Now I had a squad, multiple abilities, and three gorgeous women letting me drink milk from their tits.

Life was weird.

I got up and examined myself in the mirror. The changes were subtle but undeniable. My face had lost some of its roundness. My shoulders looked broader. The gym sessions were paying off—slowly. But I was still carrying too much fat, still looked weak compared to even low-ranked hunters.

The System had given me infinite potential through Limit Breaker. I could surpass any genetic ceiling, become faster, stronger, more capable than any normal hunter—but it would take months or years of consistent training. Time I didn’t have if I wanted to beat Blair Davenport.

So what should I prioritize? Surviving long-term meant upgrading my abilities to be more effective at extraction and combat. But winning against Blair meant getting stronger physically, fast.

I cracked my knuckles, making my decision.

"System, upgrade Private Sanctum to Bronze rank."

\[Private Sanctum Upgrading...\]

\[500 points deducted\]

\[Upgrade Complete: Bronze Rank\]

Capacity: 2 targets

Duration: 45 min/day

Ability Control: Granular (specific abilities)

Environment: Complex architecture

Cost: 40 MP (reduced from 50 MP)

"Next, upgrade Essence Vault to Bronze rank."

\[Essence Vault Upgrading...\]

\[300 points deducted\]

\[Upgrade Complete: Bronze Rank\]

Capacity: 6 cups (increased from 3)

"And upgrade Wave Motion to Bronze rank."

\[Wave Motion Upgrading...\]

\[500 points deducted\]

\[Upgrade Complete: Bronze Rank\]

Stamina Cost: Reduced to \~15% per shot (from 20%)

Projectile Size: Basketball-sized (from softball-sized)

Wave Riding: Sustained glide, better control, longer duration

Range: 25 meters effective (from 15 meters)

"Finally, upgrade Sensory Hijack to Bronze rank."

\[Sensory Hijack Upgrading...\]

\[500 points deducted\]

\[Upgrade Complete: Bronze Rank\]

Range: 15 meters (from 10 meters)

Manipulation: Two senses simultaneously (from one sense)

Visual Effect: Clear outlines (from shimmers)

Duration: Reduced concentration requirements

My point balance dropped to 1,260, but the rush of power was immediate. I could feel the Wave Motion energy flowing more smoothly through my body. My awareness of Sensory Hijack expanded, letting me sense the texture of my surroundings in a new way.

I’d spent 1,800 points, leaving me enough for another upgrade or emergencies. Not bad. Now I had upgraded abilities and still maintained a solid lifespan buffer.

I checked my phone. 11:32 PM. Both Belle and Naomi had texted while I was with Aurora.

Belle: "Did you survive your date with the Sensory Queen? Remember our deal for tomorrow. I expect my buff."

Naomi: "Hope your date went well. Get some rest, we have training tomorrow morning. I miss you."

I smiled. How the fuck had I ended up here? A harem protagonist in a death game. The universe had a sick sense of humor.

A thought occurred to me. Aurora had given me Sensory Hijack. I could now manipulate what people felt, tasted, heard, saw, or smelled—albeit only two senses at once at Bronze rank. What would happen if I used this during extraction?

If I made Belle or Naomi feel phantom touches while actually touching them... made them taste something delicious while drinking their milk... made them hear whispered praise directly in their ears while I was busy elsewhere...

The possibilities were fucking mind-boggling.