Transmigrated As A Stepdad In A Fantasy Doujin World

Chapter 16: 16. Dream Job(18+)

Kael closed the door to his room and locked it.

The space was simple. A wide bed with dark sheets. A wooden desk.

A single window looking out over the quiet night streets of Grayhollow. He sat on the edge of the bed and spoke inside his mind.

’System. Show my status.’

A clean crimson window unfolded in front of his eyes.

[Status]

Name: Kael

Age: 24

Rank: Level 2 (Low Intermediate Warrior)

Mana: Extremely low

Primary Attribute: Body Strength

Skills:

- Bloodthirsty (Passive)

When injured physical strength increases by 1.5 times until the injury is healed or combat ends.

- Addictive Celestial Seed (Not Activated Yet)

Origin: Unknown

Race: Hybrid Human(Error)

Kael stared at the last line for a long moment.

’Half Human and Error.’

The word "Error" sat there in the same clean text as everything else with no further explanation attached. He scrolled the window once but nothing new appeared.

His current rank was still low. Barely any mana to speak of. Most of his power came from raw physical strength and the single passive skill that only activated when he was already hurt.

The mysterious Addictive Celestial Seed remained locked. The mark on his left palm still felt faintly warm under the skin.

Kael closed the status window and lay back on the bed staring at the ceiling.

’System. Tell me about my origins. What I was before this body. What this Error in my race means.’

[Insufficient capacity. Information cannot be displayed to the host at current system level.]

Kael’s jaw tightened but he did not argue this time.

’Fine. Another question. Will I know if they drink the water mixed with my blood?’

[Affirmative. Host will receive a notification upon successful consumption.]

Kael nodded once in the dark.

He waited.

An hour passed slowly.

Outside the window the lanterns of Grayhollow burned steady. Inside the house everything stayed quiet. Kael opened the system shop again and scrolled through the same lists of skills he could not yet afford. Iron Body.

Quick Step. Weapon Mastery. Most of them still sat above one thousand Lust Points. He had only eighty left after buying Wet Dream Weaver. The numbers did not change no matter how many times he looked.

He closed the shop and stared at the ceiling again thinking about how to raise his rank. Dungeons. Reputation.

The Crimson Path team. The mark on his hand. The Ascension Devil’s demand for thirteen black hearts. Too many threads and not enough strength.

Then a soft chime cut through the silence.

[Notification Alert]

[Seraphine, your vampire daughter, has consumed your blood.]

[Commencing activation of skill: Wet Dream Weaver]

[Limit: Host can affect the target’s mind within a 100-meter range while she dreams. The woven dream continues until the target’s mind successfully resists.]

[Time limit: 20 minutes (restricted by host’s current low mana)]

Kael sat up slowly.

A thin smile touched his lips.

The skill had activated.

Seraphine was already asleep and the drop of his blood had done its work.

He waited a little longer making sure she had fallen fully into deeper sleep. The house stayed silent. No footsteps. No voices.

Another soft chime sounded.

[Wet Dream Weaver is ready for use.]

Kael closed his eyes and activated the skill in his mind.

The connection formed at once. Thin. Fragile. Limited by his low mana but clear enough. He let his own consciousness slip downward following the link until the real world faded.

He began to weave.

The dream took shape around the book she had been reading. Soft silken chambers. Golden light.

A royal bed piled with cushions. The atmosphere of the doujin "A Cock Lover Princess" settled into place detail by detail.

In the dream Seraphine became the princess herself. Silver-white hair. Crimson eyes. Pale skin. The same sharp features softened by the story’s lustful tone. She wore only thin royal silks that barely covered her.

And the man standing over her in the dream was her father.

Kael shaped himself into the role without hesitation. Tall. Blond. The same face and body she already knew. In the dream he was the one the princess had been reading about. The one she secretly wanted.

The twenty-minute limit began to count down.

The dream settled fully into place like a stage.

Soft golden light filled a wide royal chamber. Silk curtains drifted in a gentle breeze that did not exist.

A large bed piled with cushions waited against the far wall. Everything carried the exact atmosphere of the book Seraphine had been reading before she fell asleep.

Seraphine stood in the center of the room wearing only thin royal silks that clung to her pale skin. Silver-white hair fell loosely down her back. Crimson eyes blinked once as she took in the scene.

Then she saw him.

Kael stood fully naked a few steps away. His lean warrior body was the same one she knew yet here it carried an open shameless confidence.

His thick nine-inch cock stood fully erect heavy and veined the swollen head already glistening under the golden light.

Seraphine’s crimson eyes widened.

For a moment pure surprise locked her in place.

Kael smiled.

"Seraphine. Come here."

His voice was calm and warm the exact tone a father might use yet the situation made every word feel heavier.

Seraphine’s bare feet moved almost without her permission. She walked toward him slowly silver hair swaying against her back. Her gaze dropped and stayed fixed on the massive cock standing out from his body.

She had only ever seen dicks in magazines and late-night books. Those drawings and photos had always looked large enough.

This one felt different. Thicker. Heavier. The veins stood out clearly. The size seemed almost unreal even inside a dream.

Her thoughts stayed quiet and clear.

’Hmm. It is just a dream. So let us explore it.’

She stopped in front of him close enough that the heat of his body reached her skin.

Her crimson eyes remained locked on the thick shaft. One pale hand lifted slightly as if she wanted to touch it but had not yet decided.

Kael did not move. He simply watched her with the same calm smile and waited.

The twenty-minute limit continued to tick down in the background of his mind.

Seraphine’s breathing grew a little deeper. The thin royal silks shifted against her full breasts as she stood there staring at her father’s cock inside the dream she still believed was only a story.

Slowly her pale fingers reached out.

She touched the thick shaft first with just the tips of her fingers. Soft. Tentative.

Then she wrapped her hand around it more firmly feeling the heat and the heavy pulse under the skin. The size forced her fingers to stretch.

She gave a small experimental stroke from the base upward watching the way the swollen head shifted under her touch.

Kael raised one hand and gently rested it on her silver-white hair. His fingers slid through the soft strands in a slow caress.

Seraphine did not pull away.

She kept her hand on his cock and continued the slow strokes while his fingers stroked her hair. In her mind the thought repeated quietly and firmly.

’It is only a dream. Nothing real is happening. I can explore as much as I want.’

Her crimson eyes stayed fixed on the thick length in her hand. Her breathing grew softer.

The thin royal silks clung a little tighter to her body as she stood there in the golden light of the woven dream stroking her father’s cock while he gently touched her hair.

After a moment she leaned closer.

Her soft pink tongue slipped out exactly the way the princess in the magazine had done.

Slowly. Deliberately. She dragged the tip of her tongue across the swollen head in one long careful lick.

A mixed taste of salt and unexpected sweetness spread across her tongue. A strange current ran straight down her spine and settled low in her belly.

Seraphine’s crimson eyes flickered with confusion.

’Why can I taste it? Is this not just a dream? What a unique dream.’

She pulled back just enough to look up at Kael’s face. A clear expression of disgust crossed her features even as her hand stayed wrapped around the thick shaft.

’Dad. Your cock in real life is probably not even four inches. So I am letting you have this one in the dream. Be happy with it.’

With that thought fixed in her mind she leaned in again and began to lick him slowly.

Soft wet strokes of her tongue ran over the head and along the sensitive underside.

Each pass was careful and experimental as if she were testing how far the dream would let her go.

Kael kept his hand gently in her silver-white hair and watched her.

’Hmm. She is treating this dream like a normal dream.’

The twenty-minute limit continued to tick down while Seraphine’s soft tongue kept moving across the thick cock she still believed existed only inside her own sleep.

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