Common Sense Hijack System-Chapter 45

After getting freaky with Julia, Karl told Julia to bounce.

"Julia, thanks for the bang sesh today. You can go home," Karl said.

"Karl, please let me stay longer," Julia begged.

Karl was torn. Even though he wanted to be with Julia longer and maybe wait for his dick to rise again for another round of fun, he realized he only set the duration on SpankSome for thirty minutes.

Karl sighed, staring at Julia with a hint of guilt. He did enjoy his time with Julia, but also knew this encounter would not be memorable for Julia. The dreamy Milf Julia he had fantasized about for so long.

"Julia," he said softly. "I... have to wrap up this session. Sorry, but our time is up."

Julia looked down, seeming disappointed, but nodded in understanding. "Alright, Karl. But I hope we can do it again some other time," she replied with a faint smile.

Karl nodded. "Definitely. I’ll hit you up again," he reassured, although deep down, he wondered what all this meant to him.

As soon as the SpankSome session ended, Julia was already back at her apartment. She held her head, the universe starting to spin gacha for the memories to be given to Julia.

****

Zoey emerged from her hiding spot, "Karl, you’re so crazy."

"Crazy? Of course, and damn good at it, too. I can enjoy someone else’s wife with ease, right? hahaha..." Karl chuckled loudly.

Karl laughed out loud, still basking in his self-righteousness over the manipulation he had orchestrated. Zoey, standing in the corner of the room, gazed at him with a mix of suspicion and admiration.

"You know, Karl, this is just a game for you. But what if one day Julia starts... realizing?" Zoey asked, crossing her arms over her chest, her voice sharp.

Karl simply shrugged nonchalantly. "That’s impossible, Zoey. You know Adam doesn’t remember when he crawls, right?"

Zoey sighed. "True, Adam remembers you’re a taekwondo expert."

But Karl laughed again, hearing that Adam thought of him as a martial arts expert. "Trust me, Zoey. I’m more powerful than what you see."

Meanwhile, Julia, who had returned to her apartment, slowly began to feel something different within herself. Various vague memories started to surface, like dream fragments floating in her mind.

Karl’s face, his laughter, his words, even feelings she couldn’t explain. Julia went to the bathroom to check her... goodies, "I was just chatting with Karl, why is this full of cum?"

Julia began to try to remember what happened, Julia staring at herself in the mirror, trying to find answers behind her restless gaze. In her mind, there was a strange feeling she couldn’t explain, as if something was out of place. Memories of Karl emerged, albeit faintly, as if her mind tried to piece together moments she didn’t fully understand.

She remembered Karl’s smile, his calm way of speaking but with a gaze that sometimes felt penetrating. Why do these memories keep coming back? They just chatted—at least that’s what she remembered. But, thinking about Karl, Julia felt there was something more... as if there was another hidden layer, something she could almost touch but quickly disappeared when she tried to remember it more deeply.

Julia sighed, her eyes falling on her reflection in the mirror, tracing the faint marks on her neck that she had just noticed. Her heart beat a little faster.

"What is this? Why does my body feel something strange. I was just talking to Karl."

"Am I remembering wrong?"

Slowly, Julia began to recall her last conversation with Karl, but there was a gap between those words, a gap she couldn’t understand. She started grasping the side of the sink, trying to calm herself. Beneath all this, the feeling that she missed something important grew stronger, like fragments of memories tucked away in the corners of her mind, waiting to be pieced together.

In her heart, there was a whisper reminding her that this wasn’t just a casual meeting. But how could that be? Why did she feel that there was something more than just a conversation between them? Julia closed her eyes, ignoring the curious feeling that continued to disturb her, even though it refused to go away.

Julia sighed, "I don’t understand why my vagina are filled with cum, maybe it’s from my husband last night?"

Julia washed her face, she looked back at the mirror.

"Karl, so hebwere so lonely, he was tempted by Elena. I didn’t expect Elena to be so filthy, she dared to seduce an innocent man like Karl."

The universe had fully provided Julia with new memories.

****

Karl sat on the edge of the couch, with a wide grin while gazing at Zoey, who stood in the corner with a worried expression. Despite the cheerful atmosphere around him, Zoey couldn’t shake off the tension gripping her mind.

"Karl, you’re too overconfident. This is not a game you can just brush off," Zoey said, her voice low and firm. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to show courage even though in her heart, she felt fear.

Karl just laughed, his voice booming in the room. "Oh, Zoey, you don’t understand. This is all just part of the fun. Who’s gonna know?" He shrugged, adding a casual vibe to his statement.

But Zoey couldn’t ignore her intuition. She felt like a mouse in a trap, and Karl was the controlling owner. "You know Julia is someone’s wife, right? What if she starts digging into this? What if she remembers?"

"She won’t remember a thing. It’s part of my plan. Didn’t I explain it earlier? And you know the factual situation as well?" Karl answered, his face exuding excessive confidence. "We both know how to play this game. And don’t worry, Zoey. I’m more powerful than you imagine."

Zoey moved her hands, trying to assert her disagreement. "Karl, this is not just about us. It’s about other people’s lives. We could get stuck in a dangerous situation."

But Karl just laughed, underestimating Zoey’s concerns.

"AHAHA... Stop pretending to be the good girl, Zoey. You’re a thief and a cheater!"

Zoey felt her heart pounding faster. She could see the dark side in Karl, and it sent shivers down her spine. "I don’t want to be involved in this dangerous scenario. I want to leave."

"Leave? Where to?" Karl asked, his tone turning more serious, staring at Zoey with intimidating intensity. "You know you can’t escape from me. I’m always here, and you’ll always be tied up in this game. You are my camera girl, Zoey."

Carefully stepping back, Zoey retreated, trying to keep her distance. "I want to go home, Karl. Maybe we need to talk again later. I’ve followed your orders."

Karl leaned back on the chair, flashing a confident smile.

"Wait a minute, Zoey, there’s another order I’ve prepared for you." Karl grinned.