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Transmigrated into a parallel world after a failed prison break attempt that led to his death, Miles awakens in the dead body of Miles Sinclair: A nerd. A stepbrother to five wonderfully endowed, gorgeous stepsisters. A Stepson to a milf of a mother who worked hard to keep the bills coming. And to top it off, a weakling. A weakling that had been bullied all his life till he was eventually bullied to death. Enabled with the Taboo Stepson System, Miles takes on the mantle of his late predecessor. Swearing not only to avenge his death but also to become the Stepson and brother he never was but dreamed of. ---------------------------------- Late afternoon, as the weary Sun began to set towards the West above Dominic City, casting a hot foreboding of the coming summer. Within one of Dominic City's most established schools, Dominion High to be precise. Inside the swimming team's locker room, a bloody corpse, stuffed into one of the lockers, suddenly revived with life. Miles gasped desperately for air, feeling the tight corners of the suffocating space try to squeeze the life out of him once more. His veins coursed with adrenaline, his limbs jolted outward, breaking the locker door with a loud bang . "Shit." Cursing in desperation, Miles lounged out of the locker and fell on the ground with a rough thud. His usually unrattled heart was beating faster than he could count, causing him to heave roughly as he stared at the ceiling led light, both exhaustion and thrill filling him to the core. " I escaped." Managing to catch his breath, Miles said as he remembered the billowing siren behind him moments ago before he dived into an alley and a gunshot echoed. 'Huh?' Suddenly realizing his surroundings didn't seem right, Miles quickly sat up and scanned with his gaze. His nose caught whiff of the mild scent of chlorine as a row of lockers was presented to his view. Befuddled, he glanced down to see his hands stained in blood, and even more so, unfamiliar. Tracing the trail of blood, his eyes landed on the open locker which was even more stained with blood. 'What's happening?' Not freaked by the sight of blood since he was a young psychopathic killer himself, he only felt intense confusion. None of this made sense. And was this even his blood? What happened? [Congratulations! Taboo Stepson System Activated!] Before he could react, an holographic screen appeared in the hair. Startled, Miles leaped back in fright, not expecting what came next. [Initiating the Host…] A cold emotionless voice rang in his head, and at the same time a series of images flashed through his mind. "Ahhh!" Miles grunted as a sharp pain tore through his being. His eyes and muscles bulged, the confusion he felt swallowed by a swarm of alien emotions. [Initiation… 10%...13%…15%...] "Fuck! What's going on!" Miles cursed, staggering forward as he got on his feet. The thought that the Police were still looking for him and he might pass out any time soon made him desperate. He moved through pure girth and pushed the door open with a loud bang. Staggering into a wide, spacious indoor pool hall. 'What the fuck- Argh!" Miles clutched his head. Having never seen a place like this before, moving through the unimaginable pain, his eyes instinctively darted around… 'This…' Miles thought drifted for a moment and the sharp throbbing pain in his head vanished for an instant. Never in his wildest dream did he think he would stumble upon a sight as such. The 3 identical blonde girls met his gaze in shocked stupefaction as if frozen in time. They were all nude, displaying their assets in full glory. A millisecond was all it took for Miles to calculate the mass density of their standing firm boobs and compare their assets together. The girl standing on the deck of the race pool had the biggest pair of frontal assets amongst them. Those sizes were far above her age in fact. Whilst, the girl sitting on the deck with her back against him but tilted her head to glance behind, had the biggest back assets among them. Her visible ass cheeks alone appeared like apples . However, her frontal assets were moderate at best. The most eye- catching was the girl at the centre, she had just stepped out of the pool. Dripping wet, her body was like an embodiment of the two next to her but in early stages. Her proudly standing tits perfectly aligned to accentuate her ass, even if it was just a peek. Suddenly, all three girls erupted with a high pitched scream and dived back into the water. The sight of the blood covered Miles was something that would torment their dreams tonight. [Initiation… 40%] Miles stumbled as he ran with no idea as to where he was headed. Somehow, he eventually escaped the school premises and finally gave out where he thought was safe. [100%] [Initiation Complete. All updates and customisations have been incorporated!] ... "Huh?" Miles' eyes opened to the darkened sky. He grunted slightly as the aching throb in his head vanished. His eyes no longer held confusion but clarity and realization. Turns out he actually died from being shot on his jail break attempt. So apparently, he was reincarnated or rather transmigrated into this body. The earlier torment he felt was as a result of receiving the memories of his predecessor. A newly aged 17 years old youth named Miles. Based on his memories, Miles was an innately weak youth and nerd who was constantly being bullied to the point fear crippled him at the sight of his bullies. In fact, his life was nothing to write home about till he was accidentally killed by his bullies and stuffed into the swimming locker room. Miles clenched his fist in fury. 'Good thing I happen to be a killer myse-' Ding! Ding! Ding! [The system has sensed a deep grudge and thirst for revenge from the Host!] [Generating Mission…] Ding! [Mission: Sweet Revenge Received!] [Sweet Revenge: Instead of just taking out your prey. There's always a sweet, cold, twisted way for revenge by making their lives a living hell.] Ding! [Targets responsible for your death Identified.] -Daniel Carter -Kevin Miller -Tyler Anderson -Ben Harris -Chris Morgan -??? [ Premium Rewards Guaranteed for each ] Miles as he stared at the holographic interface in a daze. "Right, I also now have a System called the Taboo Stepson System." Miles let out an exasperated breath, only to realise he was in a dumpster due to rotten stench over him. "Shit!" He hurriedly jumped out to see a busy street with passersby throwing him a weird disgusted look, not caring about the bloodstains. "Talking about being a Stepson, I better get home quick before my Step mom and sisters realise I haven't been home." In the previous Miles' heart, home was a place he held in high esteem due to the love and warmth his step family gave him. It was the only place he was ever loved. And to think they were supposed to receive heartbreaking news of his death a day or so later filled him with hate. 'Don't worry buddy . Although you're no more, I'll help you take care of your family and be the guy you always dreamed of. Your murderers won't go unpunished either.' Suddenly Miles felt the turmoil in his heart finally calm and disappear. He glanced around and boarded a taxi using the $10 he found in his pocket." " Sun Flower Estate." According to his memories, the ride wouldn't be more than 7 minutes. In the meantime, he ignored the glance of the driver and called out the proclaimed system in his mind. An holographic screen popped up in an instant, judging by the driver's lack of reaction, Miles knew he was the only one that could see it, just like in novels. [Taboo Stepson System Host: Miles Sinclair Age:17 Physical Stats: >Charm-5 >Intellect -50 >Strength- 15 >Agility -15 >Stamina-13 >Dick Size-7 inches, 3cm girth Ability: >Cold Blooded Heart: Ability to suppress emotions entirely while instilling fear, dread, or paralysis in others. Enables Ruthlessness. Talents: >Genius: exceptionally high innate intellectual ability. Skills: Quick Calculation, Polyglot, Logic Puzzles, Writing… Taboo Harem : None Taboo Points: 0 Taboo Store:>>> purchase, strength card, talent. And several kink materials. Talent purchase and talent skills. Networth: $500. Quest: Family Man- becomes a reliable pillar every woman in your household can rely and count upon. Progression:0%... Mission: [Initiation Package] Staring at the long list of nerd skills, Miles quickly skimmed through. At least he had a good ability which seemed to have stemmed from his previous life . 'Oh look, I already have a Quest.' While noting the difference between Quest and Mission, Miles' eyes darted to the golden series of words consistently shaking at the bottom of the interface. 'Initiation package?' Clicking on it nonetheless, the holographic screen dissolved to form a wrapped golden parcel. Ding! [Initiation Package: 1 Ability Card & $5000 Deposition.] Unfortunately, Miles' phone was hidden somewhere by those who had him killed. Unable to relive the joy of such a huge amount, he willed to use the card. Ding! [New Ability: Blissful Hands- When in contact with sensitive areas, the target's perspective of the User's touch is enhanced x2. Highly stimulating.] 'Now this is exciting.' 'System, how can I increase my Taboo Points?' Ding! [Taboo Points can be earned by completing Quest, Missions and Bonus for each orgasm you make a woman or lady experience.] Seemingly wanting to explain everything in one go, the System continued. [Taboo Points can be used to exchange for Cash, and purchase of Stats, Talent and Ability Cards. Literally anything in the Taboo Store ] Miles didn't hesitate to tap on the store icon after hearing this. A game-like store appeared before him. +2 Strength Card, Stamina, Basket Ball Talent, Football Talent, Football Skill: Spinning Pass. Taekwondo Talent. 'You gotta be kidding me.' To think he could purchase praised talents and even sub skills. Miles felt nothing but thrill . From the look of it, he could also purchase Stat Cards to grow stronger. Just what he needed right now, this body was too weak. '10,000 Taboo Points for a Talent card?' '200 Taboo Points for a +0.5 Stats Card?' '20,000 Taboo Points for a single ability?' Although he was yet to know the value of a Taboo Point, these numbers definitely weren't cheap. Just then, the Taxi came to a stop. "We are here." The Driver's voice brought Miles from his daze. Through the window he saw the estate gate and a few security personnel on standby. " Thanks." Miles paid the Cab and walked through the estate Gates's without being stopped or queried for his blood stained appearance. The only thing he got was the Securities pitying look. His fame of being a bullied kid had long since spread across the estate anyway. The sky had completely darkened when he reached their house. Sun Flower Estate was a residential area for mid class families and those planning to become high class. It featured similar duplexes that only differed in sizes, added that all the buildings had a balcony. Small flower gardens next to the driveway was also a common sight. Seeing that there was no vehicle parked by the driveway, Miles let out a relieved sigh and stealthy walked into the house. As expected, the house was oddly silent. Catching sight of the stairs, Miles hastily ran towards it. Hoping not to bump into anyone. "Miles?" However, just as he climbed the stairs, a shocked voice called out from behind. ... "Miles?" Just as he climbed the stairs, a shocked voice called him from behind. Slowly tilting back in a clockwise manner, Miles saw it was Josephine, his fourth Step-Sister, but in this case Sister. "Oh hi." Abruptly turning with a smile, Miles couldn't help but be momentarily drawn by her poking nipples through the loose singlet she wore, paired with a tight basketball shorts that exposed her toned long legs. They attended the same high school, she was a senior while he was a junior. "Oh no Miles. They bullied you again, those pig bastards." Josephine shot towards him in a panicky manner mixed with guilt, while touching his body for any sign injuries. "Are you hurt?" She quickly examined his blood stained uniform and asked with worry in her eyes. 'What a lucky step brother you were. Having such an endowed beauty caring so much about you.' In this brief moment, Miles couldn't help commending his predecessor. " Ah yes, I'm fine. I'm okay." To Josephine's surprise, Miles didn't avoid her gaze or answered with his usual meek tone. 'Shit, I acted out of character.' While he had this thought, Miles realized he wouldn't be able to put up with the act for long and decided to go with his normal self. 'They'll probably think I went through a mysterious growth anyways.' Just as Josephine was about to overcome her surprise, Miles shocked her even more. " You look pretty today, Phine." Phinewas her home nickname. Flashing her a bright smile, Miles resumed to climb up the stairs in an adept manner while leaving Josephine dazed as she watched his departing back. A few moments later, her eyes glinted in realization and a blush crept up her cheeks. 'Did he just compliment me?' ___ Meanwhile, without realizing that his casual compliment had caused a ripple in his sister's heart. Miles made sure the door was locked tight before breathing a sigh of relief. " Wow. Were you the King of nerds or something." Miles' room was beyond neat. Not only was his bed tucked appropriately, about 3 bookshelves occupied the space of his room alongside a reading table. Everything was kept in order and clean. Without another words, Miles began taking off his clothes and stepped into the shower. Minutes later, he was standing before the full body mirror Margaret happened to gift him on his recent birthday. Staring at his reflection, Miles scowled at his underweight frame. His body neither had muscles of definition. Just a pair of long limbs that made him tall but could easily break like a twig. In his memories, his body usually had all sorts of swollen red marks from being punched by Kevin Miller and his cohort of jerks. But surprisingly the body before him was unblemished. Miles fell into disbelief. "Right. Just like the injuries of his death healed, this body must have been revived to prime condition… But still why look like a malnourished bastard." Unable to bear the sight of his own reflection, Miles put on his clothes, a baggy sweat pants and shirt made by his thin frame. Staring at the mirror once more. 'At least I don't wear glasses. All I need is a new hair cut.' His predecessor's taste was too modest. Knock! Knock! Just then, two steady knocks interrupted his thoughts. "Mom is back, Dinner in 10." Josephine announced through the door. "Okay, will be down 5." Miles responded loudly. - Outside the door, Josephine froze in her steps. 'Did I miss heard him?' But no, Miles' voice was as clear as ever. "What's up with him?" Unable to shrug off the strange feeling, she descended downstairs to set the table. – 5 minutes later. Just as stepped outside his room, Miles accidentally bumped into a figure. " Ouch, damn it bro." Cassie whined as she clenched her toes . " I'm sorry." Quickly retreating, Miles stepped back. "It's nothing." Without giving him a glance, Cassie walked off. 'Damn.' Cassie was a slender goddess. Wrapped in sweat pants and a very short crop top, her defined waist was a sight to behold. She was also his fifth sister and just a month behind in terms of age. Miles tagged behind and they both descended down the stairs. The dining table was all set. Josephine was spotted next to a woman like they were discussing something. " Miles, you're here." ... "Miles, you're here." Sitting at the head of the dining table was Hannah Sinclair, Miles' step-mother, in a loose singlet and open white jacket that didn't hide the prominent shape of her nipples. Hannah was a woman in her early forties yet looked 7 years younger with hydrated skin and neat brows that spoke volumes of how disciplined she was about her life and appearance. Not to talk about her MILF frame, she was a Director at Lume Horizon, a rising nationwide company that was based in tech and environment. However, growing up after his dad passed away, she never really had time to spend time with them. Always up for work at 7 and got back early into the night. Knowing she was working her butt off for the family, neither Miles or his sisters ever complained but gathered every night to have dinner. "Hi Mom, welcome back." Miles casually swung in, drawing back the chair opposite to Josephine and took his seat. Inhaling the scent of toasted cheese wafting from the plate of casseroles, Miles' bright smile froze as he realized how strangely quiet the atmosphere was. All three women froze, a bit agape as they stared at him. "What?" He feigned ignorance under their gaze. Eventually, it was Hannah, his Mom who reacted first. Miles caught sight of how her melons jingled softly through the singlet due to her abrupt movement. "Are you okay?" Her delicate soft palm landed on his forehead, wanting to read his temperature. Two seconds later, she failed to sense anything and skeptically proceeded to feel his cheeks and neck. Such love and openly expressed care momentarily drew Miles eyes from her tits which were exceptionally close. "My poor baby, what did you go through today?" Before Miles could react, her chest crashed into his face, her arms wrapping tight around his head. Seeing this sight, Josephine and Cassie instantly rolled their eyes, feeling cringed out. Except for Miles of course. 'Shit! Suffocate me more. They are so fucking soft.' His joy was shortly lived as Hannah withdrew not knowing he was just about to have an erection. 'Wow.' Contrary to his thoughts and feelings, Miles feigned a bashful look. "It's okay Mom, I'm no longer a kid." Seeing his face flush, Hannah smiled and ruffled his hair before sitting back down. " That doesn't change the fact that you'll always be my little boy… and you girls." Catching a glimpse at her daughters' cringed eyes, she quickly added to tease them. Straightening his hair back in order, Miles could only nod. Following their brief exchange, Cassie took her seat next to him and the atmosphere unexpectedly turned serious. It was Hannah who spoke. " Josephine told me you came back home with blood stains on your uniform. What happened?" Miles paused as he was about to plunge his spoon into the tasty meal. "Oh, about that. That's pig blood. As you can see I'm alright without any injuries." He casually shrugged but the women's serious care didn't change. "Are you sure? You look strangely different than you were this morning?" Cassie mentioned as she stuffed a spoon into her mouth. Josephine also nodded then added. "Especially the way you talk since you came back. I know something happened to you but I just can't prove it." Her gaze was playfully suspicious as she shrugged. Miles' meek and weak personality was something they had accepted and grown to love. Although they attended the same school, Miles made sure not to interact with Josephine anytime they were in school due to the fact he was a bad stain on her reputation. Each time Josephine wanted to hang out with him, he begged her not to and she could respect his wish. Their Mom also wanted to file the school system to Court in regards to him being bullied. But Miles went on his knees each time begging her not to. Despite being registered into Judo to learn self defence, Miles preferred reading and storing up knowledge which was a good thing. In a strange sense, one would feel that he liked being bullied but no way. - Revealing a thoughtful expression, Hannah also added. "Your energy and vibe has totally changed." This time it was Miles' turn to roll his eyes. " Tsk, y'all better stop treating me like some kind of princess. From now on I'll be the man of the house." Miles playfully announced while stuffing a mouthful of a casserole. "It seems like someone has finally grown some balls." "Language Cassie." The dining atmosphere lightened with laughter and jokes as the family ate. In the ladies' hearts, they wholesomely accepted the changed Miles. Soon Miles helped Josephine to wash the dishes, declaring that she was a beauty and shouldn't be stressed further. Sure enough, his sister blushed and left the kitchen for him with a good night. In the meantime, Miles arranged his thoughts on how to go about with the system's when the door opened and a figure stumbled in the quiet duplex. "Deb?" Miles called out to the drunken figure murmuring curses to herself as she pointed her shaky fingers at him.