The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a somber orange glow across the city as Hiroki walked home from another disastrous attempt at finding love. 999 rejections weighed heavily on his shoulders, each one a stark reminder of his inadequacy. At 25, he felt like a failure, a pathetic excuse of a man who couldn't even find one woman to love him.
His small apartment was as bleak as his love life, sparsely furnished with second-hand items and devoid of any personal touch. He collapsed onto the couch, staring at the ceiling as tears streamed down his face. There was no point in going on like this, no reason to keep living a life of solitude and loneliness.
With a heavy heart, Hiroki booted up his computer, opening the 'Hung King's Harem' game that had been his only escape from reality. He wanted to experience something real before he ended his miserable life, even if it was just a virtual fantasy.
As his character spawned in the bustling city of Eden, Hiroki marveled at the diversity of women around him. Beautiful elves with pointed ears and lithe figures walked by, their magical aura glowing softly. He saw curvy catgirls with twitching tails and humanoid ears, their skimpy outfits leaving little to the imagination. Even the stern human knights in their armor couldn't hide the tantalizing curves beneath.
Lost in the sights and sounds of the vibrant world around him, Hiroki wandered the streets until a flash of huge, bouncing breasts caught his eye. Turning his character around, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman with massive tits straining against a tight, low-cut top that barely contained them. Her ample cleavage was on full display, the creamy swells jutting out like a pair of beach balls begging to be groped.
She wore a scandalously short skirt that barely covered her round ass, fishnet stockings stretching taut over her shapely thighs. The mysterious woman looked at Hiroki's character with a coy smile, one finger tracing along the edge of her plump, glistening lips.
"Wanna experience the true power? Follow me," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction before turning and sashaying down a narrow alleyway.
Intrigued and harboring a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, he could experience real pleasure before the end, Hiroki followed. He admired her heart-shaped ass as she walked away, the skirt riding up to reveal the creamy globes threatening to spill out. She led him to a hidden door, ancient and weathered, with strange runes carved into the wood.
As she opened the door, Hiroki felt a sudden rush of energy, a vortex of light and sound pulling him in. With a gasp, he tumbled out of his chair, the world spinning around him as he was sucked into the portal.
Hiroki blinked and stumbled to his knees on a soft, plush carpet. He looked down at his body, his real body, clad in the same armor and clothes as his in-game character. Glancing around, he found himself in an opulent throne room, stuffed with beautiful women of every race imaginable.
To his left, a group of elf maidens giggled and gossiped, their pointed ears glinting under the torchlight. They wore lacy negligees, the flimsy fabric doing little to hide their pert breasts and shapely legs. The tallest, a stunning blonde with hair cascading down her back, noticed Hiroki and smirked at him with a wink.
"That one looks like a virgin," she said with a smirk. "Let's break him in."
The other elves tittered and nodded, their eyes roving hungrily over Hiroki's body, lingering on the growing bulge in his pants.
To his right, a group of catgirls lounged on plush couches, their tails swishing playfully. One tabby-haired minx with emerald eyes and a smoldering gaze looked Hiroki up and down, licking her lips.
"He's cute," she observed, "but I bet he's a clumsy fuck. Let's see what he's packing though."
She reached out a delicate hand, tracing her fingers along the straining fabric of Hiroki's pants. He gasped as she cupped his bulge, squeezing gently.
A third group of women, buxom goblins with green skin and curvy figures, sat in ornate chairs around a table strewn with cards and dice. They wore scandalously low-cut corsets and tiny skirts that left little to the imagination. The leader, a stunning gobliness with fiery red hair and explosive tits, looked up at Hiroki with a wicked grin.
"Fresh meat, girls," she crowed, "and he's hung like a horse. I call dibs on breaking this one in first."
"Fair's fair, Griz," one of her companions said with a pout, "you had the last new toy. It's our turn."
"Yes, we want a crack at him too," another gobliness said, her voice dripping with lust.
Griz smirked, her plump, glossy lips curling into a wicked grin. She stood up, her massive tits bouncing and threatening to spill out of her corset. She grabbed Hiroki by the wrist and dragged him towards a door.
"Come on, stud," she purred, pulling him into a lavish bedroom. "Let's see what you can do."
She pushed him onto a huge, four-poster bed and began to unlace her corset, her massive tits popping free. Hiroki's eyes widened as he took in the sight, his mouth watering at the thought of burying his face in those soft, pillowy mounds.
Griz smiled wickedly as she climbed onto the bed, straddling Hiroki's waist. She ground her soaked, pantyless pussy against the rock-hard bulge in his pants, moaned, and shuddered.
"Mmm, you're so big and hard already," she purred, groping his cock through his pants. "I can't wait to feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me up..."
Hiroki's mind reeled as the reality of his situation sank in. Somehow, impossibly, he had been transported into his favorite game, his body and stats fully intact. And now, he found himself surrounded by a harem of gorgeous, sexy women, all eager to fuck his brains out.
He knew he should feel excited, elated, overjoyed. But instead, a sense of unease crept over him. He was still the same virgin loser he had been in the real world, still the pathetic, inadequate man who couldn't keep a girlfriend for more than a few dates.
What if these women found out he was a virgin? Would they still want him, still desire him, if they knew he had no idea what he was doing in bed? He had seen hundreds of porn videos, knew all the techniques and positions, but he had never actually used them on a real woman.
Hiroki's thoughts were interrupted by Griz leaning down and capturing his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue plundering his mouth and tangling with his own. He groaned into the kiss, his hands coming up to grab her massive tits, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
Griz moaned into his mouth, her hips grinding harder against his straining erection. She reached down and fumbled with his pants, tugging them open and pulling his huge, throbbing cock out into the open air.
"Oh fuck, you're so big," she gasped, wrapping her hand around his shaft and stroking it slowly. "I can't wait to feel this monster stretching out my tight little cunt."
Hiroki shuddered as Griz pumped his cock, his hips bucking up into her touch. He had never felt anything so intense, so incredible, and he knew he was on the verge of cumming already.
But before he could explode, Griz shifted position and straddled his hips, her soaked, bare pussy hovering just above his cock. She looked down at him with a wicked grin, her green eyes glinting with lust and desire.
"Beg for it," she demanded, rubbing her slick folds along his shaft. "Beg me to put this big, fat cock inside me and fuck me until I scream."
Hiroki opened his mouth to beg, to plead for the chance to feel Griz's tight, wet heat wrapped around his aching cock. But before he could form the words, a sudden, loud pounding on the bedroom door made them both jump.
"Hey, you two can't be alone in there," a familiar feminine voice called out. "It's everywoman for herself, remember? Everyone gets a turn with the new boy toy."
Griz sighed in frustration, but Hiroki felt a wave of relief wash over him. He wasn't ready for this, wasn't ready to be the Hung King of Eden, to have to fuck his way through a harem of gorgeous women.
He needed time to prepare, to learn the ropes, to figure out how to be the man these women deserved. He couldn't just dive in headfirst, like a virgin who didn't know what he was doing.
As Griz climbed off his lap, Hiroki tucked his still-hard cock back into his pants and stood up, trying to regain some semblance of composure. He knew this was just the beginning of his journey in this strange, new world, and he had a long way to go before he could truly claim his place as the King of Eden.
But for now, he was content to follow the lead of his new companions, to learn from them and grow under their tutelage. He knew that with their help and guidance, he could become the man he was always meant to be - the Hung King of Eden, the virgin no more.
And as he followed Griz out of the bedroom and into the main hall, Hiroki took a deep breath and steeled himself for the trials and tribulations that lay ahead. He knew that the path to becoming the Hung King of Eden would be long and difficult, filled with challenges and obstacles that would test his mettle and his resolve.
But he was ready for it, eager to face whatever came his way. And with the support and love of his new harem of women, Hiroki knew that he could overcome anything, achieve anything, and become the man he was always meant to be.
Even if it meant facing his own inexperience and inadequacy head-on, even if it meant learning to be a real man from the ground up. Hiroki was determined to prove himself worthy of his new title, to earn the respect and admiration of his harem of gorgeous women.
And as he walked into the main hall, surrounded by the beauty and splendor of his new world, Hiroki knew that he was one step closer to achieving his ultimate goal - the crown of the Hung King of Eden.
The journey would be long and difficult, filled with challenges and obstacles that would test his mettle and his resolve. But Hiroki was ready for it, eager to face whatever came his way.
He knew that with the support and love of his new harem of women, he could overcome anything, achieve anything, and become the man he was always meant to be.
And as he looked around at the sea of beautiful faces, the curves and contours of the gorgeous women who had already captured his heart, Hiroki knew that he was exactly where he was always meant to be.
In the Hung King's Harem, surrounded by the love and affection of his devoted subjects, Hiroki felt a sense of belonging, of purpose, that he had never known before.
He was home, and he was ready to take his rightful place as the King of Eden, the hung stud who could satisfy the desires of any woman who came his way.
Even if it meant facing his own fears and insecurities head-on, even if it meant learning to be a real man from the ground up. Hiroki was determined to prove himself worthy of his new title, to earn the respect and admiration of his harem of gorgeous women.
And as he stood tall and proud, his head held high and his shoulders squared, Hiroki knew that he was ready for whatever challenges and obstacles lay ahead.
He was the Hung King of Eden, and he was here to stay.