Reborn Aristocrat: Oppressing - Chapter 19

***WARNING*** Contains Male x Futa and incest smut… read at your own discretion.Chapter 36&39 are very graphic and do not represent the rest of the story.James just got his life together.. well sorta and now he’s been isekai’d into a pervy game only he has played. The problem is he was to busy wackin it to pay attention to any of the details! Join James in his misadventures in a fantasy world he knows nothing about.Research proves that everyone who reads this story is incredibly intelligent, handsome, and strong…While a lot of the time the story will be comedic and fun, do expect some pretty dark events to unfold.There will be quite a bit of smut (mainly futa) in this novel. There will also be moms, sisters, monster girls and a whole lot more. But that will be a bit later on. Chapter 31 is where the first true sex scene happens.

Monsters, both human and beast, surrounded him. He needed power to survive this new world... but he arrived as a mortal.One moment William was at work. The next, he was captured by lunatics.He had never believed in the fantastical, but he had no choice after finding himself in another world surrounded by demonic cultivators trying to extract his soul. If he couldn't find an escape, his journey would end just as abruptly as it started.William was inches from death when a benevolent cultivator saved him from that fate. Seeing his pitiful state, the cultivator decided to give him an opportunity in the form of a tool: A system to guide him on the path of cultivation.William would use it to claw his way to the peak of the cultivation world.

This world has Fox Fairies, River Gods, Water Monsters, Great Demons and Cultivators who seek immortality.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.