It was the year 2030, and I was your typical introverted, shy guy, working a mundane 9-to-5 at an AI firm. Days blurred into one another, largely uneventful. One afternoon, as I was deep in my work, a gentle knock came at my cabin door.
"May I come in, sir?" It was my secretary, a woman in her mid-twenties with glasses and a beautiful hourglass figure. I waved her in, and she proceeded to inform me of my daily schedule. The highlight was a meeting with the boss to discuss humanoid robots. The meeting concluded, I grabbed lunch, finished up my tasks, and then headed home.
That evening, I ordered dinner. After eating, I slipped on my VR goggles and began my usual hunt for new adult manhwa, manga, and web novels. Honestly, most of the stories felt repetitive. I'd been devouring adult content since my college days, everything from softcore to hardcore, NTR to netorare, teens to MILFs. Having explored virtually every genre, my preferences had settled on MILF, anal, and hardcore. I read a few chapters of a novel in one of these categories, then masturbated before finally drifting off to sleep.
A new day dawned, and I prepared for work. As I was driving, a large truck suddenly swerved and collided with my car. My vehicle spun violently, rolling uncontrollably. A sharp, blinding pain erupted in my head. When I instinctively reached up, my hand came away soaked with blood gushing like a fountain. I knew then that my death was imminent. A cascade of thoughts flooded my mind, but the most piercing realization was that I was dying a virgin, a direct consequence of my shy, introverted nature. In that final, fleeting moment, a solemn promise formed in my mind: if I were ever given a dick in my next life, I would never hesitate to use it.