Ultimate Spin System: Ero Spin?-Chapter 65 - End

With a flick of his finger, Lucas commanded Victor to strip. Slowly, against his will, Victor’s hands moved to unbutton his shirt. The fabric fell away, followed by his shoes, socks, and trousers, until he was left entirely bare.

Gasps erupted from the parkgoers as Victor stepped out of the car, his face a mixture of horror and humiliation. Lucas suppressed a laugh, his eyes alight with a wicked glee.

"Now," Lucas said, his voice a mockery of gentleness, "let’s see how you handle this little... quirk I’ve added."

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Lucas, Diana, and Maya stepped out of the car and sat on the hood, with Lucas positioned in the middle. Victor was running around the park, completely naked, his body glistening under the afternoon sun. Every time he spotted a pigeon, he stopped abruptly, his face lighting up with manic excitement, and began vigorously jerking himself off.

Passersby in the park froze in stunned disbelief. Parents shielded their children’s eyes, couples whispered in shock, and some brave (or curious) individuals started recording the bizarre spectacle on their phones.

Victor shouted incoherently, his voice echoing through the park. "You think you can escape me, you feathered demons? I’ll show you the power of a real man!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Lucas leaned back slightly on the hood, a cigarette now in his hand, a smug grin plastered across his face. Diana, seated on his right, crossed her arms and chuckled.

"You really think anyone here is going to help him?" she said, her voice dripping with mockery. "This is exactly the kind of poetic justice I was hoping for."

Lucas exhaled a puff of smoke, his tone calm yet sharp. "He deserves worse, but this is a good start. No one’s going to forget Victor after this... for all the wrong reasons."

Victor continued his humiliating display, chasing another group of pigeons near a fountain, his laughter turning maniacal. By now, the entire park’s attention was on him, people either gawking in horror or laughing at the absurdity of the scene.

Maya, seated on Lucas’s left, couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore. "This... this is insane. Lucas, you’ve outdone yourself."

Lucas smirked, his eyes still fixed on Victor’s erratic movements. "Sometimes, insanity is the only way to deal with someone like him."

Victor suddenly tripped over a bench, landing awkwardly but springing back up with a crazed look on his face. He turned to face the growing crowd, shouting, "Bow before me! I am your king! The King of Pigeons!"

The trio on the car hood erupted into laughter, the sound of their amusement blending with the chaos unfolding in the park. Lucas flicked his cigarette onto the ground, his grin widening.

"This," he said, gesturing toward Victor, "is what happens when you cross the wrong people. Let’s see how long he can keep this up before someone decides to call the cops."

Diana leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or better yet, before he passes out from sheer humiliation."

The three of them continued to watch, their laughter echoing as Victor’s "performance" reached new levels of absurdity.

Victor’s mind was a hurricane of chaos and desperation. Inside his head, he screamed for control, for an explanation, for anything that could stop the nightmare unfolding around him. But no matter how hard he tried, his body refused to obey. His arms, legs, even his voice—all were under someone else’s command.

What the hell is happening? Why can’t I stop this? The thoughts battered against the walls of his mind like a caged animal. This isn’t me!

Even as his hands moved in grotesque, humiliating motions, even as he shouted nonsensical proclamations about pigeons, his inner voice was filled with panic and rage. Lucas... That bastard! What did he do to me?!

Victor’s body moved against his will, sprinting wildly across the park. His face twisted into a forced grin, but inside, he was crying out. Please, stop this! Someone, help me!

The laughter and gasps of the crowd cut deep into his psyche. Every chuckle, every phone raised to record his disgrace felt like a dagger plunging into his chest. His anger was quickly overtaken by shame. He wanted to curl up, to disappear, but his body kept moving, his mouth kept shouting absurdities he didn’t even believe.

"No! Stop it!" Victor’s inner voice roared as his feet suddenly turned him toward the edge of the park. His pace quickened, his heart pounding with fear as he realized where his body was taking him.

No... no, no, no! Please!

His legs carried him toward the road, the sound of cars rushing past like a dull roar in his ears. His breaths came in ragged gasps, though he had no control over them. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the sweat of exertion.

As he reached the sidewalk, his head turned slightly, giving him a glimpse of Lucas, Diana, and Maya still perched on the car. Lucas was watching him, his expression cold, calculating, and victorious.

"Please!" Victor screamed in his mind, his panic now total. Lucas, stop this! I’ll do anything!

But Lucas simply smiled and muttered something under his breath. Victor couldn’t hear the words, but the smug satisfaction in Lucas’s face was enough to tell him he had no intention of stopping whatever this was.

Victor’s body moved into the street, his arms flailing as if to taunt the oncoming traffic. He could hear horns blaring, drivers shouting, but he couldn’t stop. His legs kept running, his arms flapping like some grotesque parody of freedom.

His voice, no longer his own, shouted to the cars. "I am invincible! Nothing can stop me! Watch me fly!"

Inside, Victor sobbed. No! Please, someone, help me!

Then, the sound of a truck’s horn filled his ears. It was deafening, a blaring warning of imminent doom. Victor’s body turned to face the oncoming vehicle, his arms outstretched as if to embrace it. The truck driver slammed the brakes, the tires screeching, but it was too late.

Victor’s final thought was a broken whisper in his mind. Please... let it end.

The impact was brutal, sending his body flying several feet before it crumpled lifelessly onto the asphalt. Gasps erupted from the crowd, followed by silence, save for the hum of the truck’s engine and the murmurs of shocked onlookers.

Lucas stood, brushing off his coat as he stepped down from the car hood. He walked calmly toward the scene, his footsteps steady and measured. Diana and Maya followed closely, their expressions a mixture of amusement and satisfaction.

Standing at the edge of the street, Lucas looked down at Victor’s motionless body. He exhaled slowly, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.

"This is the end," he said softly, his voice carrying a finality that sent chills down Diana and Maya’s spines.