Demonic Po*nstar System Chapter 2: Regaining the Joy of Life

Several hours afterward, he stirred awake, his form drenched in icy perspiration. Opting for a rinse, he stepped into the shower, only to face a shocking revelation as he looked downward.

A beast gazed up at him.

Kaiden's mind at last grasped the truth upon understanding that this beast caused the agonizing ordeal he'd endured. He'd grown from 5.5 inches (14cm) straight to 9 inches (23cm). At least, that's what the system claimed. He wasn't erect at the moment to verify the system's words, yet even his limp 'little' buddy now overshadowed his former prized possession in length.

It resembled a dormant viper, foreboding and poised to lash out in an instant.

Kaiden resolved to finish the tutorial task at minimum. If any otherworldly being intended to injure him, he'd already be gone from this world. Therefore, the system merited a degree of faith in his eyes. He refused to squander this chance merely to soothe his suspicions.

Moreover, should he fail to join the ranks of those legendary awakened beings who could stride into dungeons and vanquish terrifying beasts, this pornstar system remained superior to an empty existence. He had no desire to linger as a plain, unremarkable person, regardless of the price.

Fortunately, summer vacation granted him boundless leisure time. With events unfolding this way, Kaiden began to show clear enthusiasm for his upcoming profession. In his view, he could pursue this path and claim the life he craved, or else end up as an economist chained to a desk, staring at dull financial graphs in a cramped cubicle until reaching 70 as a weak old man and gaining retirement at last.

The decision stood clear.

Live wildly like a rock legend.

After washing up, he fetched his phone, closed the adult website, and launched his banking app.

$5

That dismal figure greeted him upon logging in. Kaiden let a single tear escape like a true man at the sight, then exhaled in despair. With such scant funds, he'd need a side gig or to return to his family's place. The second option horrified him deeply.

Tensions at 'home' had soared ever since he hit 20, the last age for potential awakening. Rare exceptions existed, but they numbered one among millions. He'd been fated to stay an average folk until this bizarre occurrence.

No more mediocrity, he declared inwardly, nodding firmly to himself. Kaiden accessed his cryptocurrency wallet and offloaded all his worthless tokens, promptly getting $800 wired to him.

'At last, I escape watching these erratic junk fluctuate from red to green and back every second.' Relief washed over him undeniably.

His initial move was heading to the closest fitness center. Though the fitness aspect of the quest could be tackled solo, he figured that committing to self-improvement meant going full throttle with top-tier gear and expert coaching.

The one-month deadline for the tutorial would vanish swiftly; he couldn't afford to waste it jogging park trails or following online video routines.

Though an odd aspiration for most, Kaiden genuinely aspired to porn stardom. It had been his ideal career since his initial exposure to adult films. Naturally, aside from becoming a powerful awakened, that is.

Sure, it was a twisted ambition, but the downsides didn't faze him.

Kaiden thrived on spotlight, adored stunning ladies, craved wealth, and didn't mind his equipment appearing on camera for global viewers—especially now that it had transformed into such an impressive asset. Let the critics rage as they pleased.

He'd be basking in riches and beauties, lounging in a lavish hot tub, chuckling at nasty remarks with a woman on each side. He mused dreamily.

Having wrapped up his fanciful visions temporarily, Kaiden reached the gym named Titan Training. He strolled inside and approached the front desk directly. 'Welcome to Titan Training! How can I assist you?' A charming young woman he knew from university grounds welcomed him with zeal.

'I'd like a one-month membership plus sessions with a personal trainer.'

'Got it! We're a premium spot offering plenty of options, such as yoga sessions, structured basketball matches, and beyond. Our machines represent the finest out there, and our fees match that quality. Monthly access costs $100 for nearby students and $200 for everyone else. Our instructors are top-notch pros, so their services come at a reasonable $80 per hour.'

'Ouch. I'll have to snag a part-time role fast. Still, classmates' gym enthusiasts rave about this joint. Probably justifies the expense.'

'I'll take the student rate and cover one hour too.'

'Perfect!' She handled his signup, and he gained entry. The front desk lady rose and trailed him, offering a quick overview of the basics, as she termed them, which extended over ten minutes. The facility sprawled vast.

'Liam, Aria, over here please,' she summoned abruptly, and two folks mid-lifts and squats halted and approached.

Liam embodied a massive brute with enormous muscles, a smooth shave, and a stylish cut. His vibe shouted 'gym bro'—approachable, committed, rugged, and assured. He wore basic trainer gear: shorts and bare torso save for a towel slung over his right shoulder. He appeared around thirty.

In stark contrast, Aria was lithe, young, and strikingly gorgeous with flowing silver locks. Undeniably, she outshone any woman Kaiden had beheld, in person or digitally. Her icy blue gaze accentuated her perfect skin, and her refined traits carried an ethereal allure, as though she'd transcended mortal imperfections.

Her outfit amplified her allure further. Tight leggings clung to her generous contours, molding perfectly to her shape. A strapless midriff top bared her midsection and arms, revealing her narrow waist and silky epidermis.

The desk attendant cleared her throat, snapping him from the daze induced by the woman's angelic looks. 'Ahem. Meet Liam and Aria; both are available trainers for the coming hour. Pick whichever you prefer.'

Kaiden faced a profoundly tough choice.

A quandary so immense that legendary Greek thinkers might argue endlessly for generations without a definitive answer.

Liam made sense for results. As a guy, he'd offer sharper advice and relate to his challenges better, plus he seemed a decade older than her, implying greater expertise in the field. Aria, however, embodied his fantasy ideal.

Plus, judging by her physique, she focused on enhancing feminine assets, so she didn't appear suited to guide an driven fellow like him.

After scrutinizing Liam briefly, who simply smiled warmly and nodded, Kaiden turned back to Aria. Noticing his gaze, she did something improper by arching her full bosom forward and giving an encouraging nod.

Damn it, he swore silently, gnawing his lip till blood trickled. He'd settled on a choice.

Kaiden cast one last reluctant look at the stunning silver-haired beauty, like a goodbye, before facing Liam. 'If you can, I'd prefer your help, Liam.'

'Naturally, kid,' he replied with an easygoing grin and a nod.