Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 65

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Chapter 65

Of course, my extreme sexually cravings had been met my Min, whose stamina had improved steadily. Although, even he wasn’t capable of keeping me up and going indefinitely. I had used my All Nighter skills to recover his energy, and I could make stamina potions easily now so even without it, stamina was never a problem. However, Min wasn’t invincible, and after 18 hours of continuous sex, he had to bite his pride and return to the old strap-on, the one that never softened.

My pussy was slapping up and down on Min’s strap-on, I was on top of Min and my pussy was soaked with our combined lust. Min and my moaning sounds filled the room, and while my mind was only concerned about my own sexual satisfaction at the time, the noise I was making could have easily gotten me into a lot of trouble if the wrong people had walked by the room.

When the pain started, it only hindered my sexual excitement a little at first. But rather than dissipating after a day or two, it steadily grew worse. When the ring started shining, with only about a week left before Harvest, for the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t feel like sex. After putting Min through a week of hell, he gave me a worried look when I didn’t suddenly push him to the ground and have my way with him.

The discomfort and pain weren’t typical for me. It didn’t simply just target my abdomen. It felt like my back was on fire as well. My arms hurt, my legs hurt, and my breasts hurt. It seemed like gradually over the last few days, my body had turned on me. However, it wasn’t simply the pain that made things strange and left me without craving for sex. It was also what I felt down below.

My pussy suddenly started to tingle one night, and I thought I was starting to grow sexually excited. However, before I could bug Min for a quickie, the feelings grew and before I knew it I found myself panting. My body twisted and turned as I started feeling sexual pleasure, which only culminated when I miraculously came.

The first time I had one, Min had given me an accusatory stare, blaming me for touching myself when I should have called Min. He seemed oddly determined lately to be the source of all my sexual gratification, and with me grounded from monsters and in trouble with nobles, he basically had been. As my libido grew, he almost took it as a personal challenge that he could meet me head on sexually, although that week had seriously worn him out, and he had bags under his eyes for the last couple of days.

However, the spontaneous orgasms started to occur with surprising frequency. They often occurred at night, but would occasionally hit me during the day as well. I had explained the oddity of my spontaneous orgasms to Min, and he had given me a questioning look. It was after he had witnessed one himself that his looks started to turn worried.

I usually hurt the most after one of these spontaneous orgasms. It was like a catalyst. First, I’d feel an orgasm, and then my body would feel like it had been struck with a mallet. At the worst time, I didn’t even get out of bed. I took potions of minor healing, but they didn’t seem to do a thing.

“My seductress class, maybe this is some kind of problem with it?’ I offered the opinion.

Min had shrugged at that, unsure of how to respond to my strange and growing problem. However, when the next racking of pain struck me, Min finally pulled me out of the room I had been held up in all week and dragged me over to Reinhart’s tower. By the time I arrived, my body was flushed, both with arousal and a feeling of pain bad enough to cause me to keel over. It was at that point and time that the strangest thing yet happened.

{Congratulations!!! You have leveled to Seductress Lvl 23!}

Available Special Skills:

{Numbness (Passive): Reduce all pain, sexual stimulation, and touch by 50% permanently.}

{Enhanced Rape (Passive): 2X Experience when someone is forced against their will.}

{Sanctuary (Active): Claim a home as a seductress. All abilities are enhanced. Leveling is increased 2X within home. Can only select a home once a year. Must reside in sanctuary one month a year.}

Although the sudden level was surprising, I was still inclined to glance over it. If this was something akin to my seductress powers going out of whack, the free leveling seemed almost worth it. That said, none of the abilities looked like things I could use right now. However, it was Sanctuary that held the most appeal to me. It seemed like some kind of magical marker that allowed me to mark a home. It had some setbacks, but the appeal was too great. I selected it.

Min had been watching me with a confused look and I gave a shrug before following her up the last flight of stairs into Reinhart’s laboratory.

“Ah, Aria, I see you’ve finally taken the time to show up. However, you’ve brought your elf companion. What is-“ He stopped when he saw my condition.

I was barely able to stand at this point, pain and pleasure both simultaneously rocking my body. As I was panting with a pained expression on my face and red in my cheeks, he ran off and grabbed a chair, easing me down. He immediately began checking my vitals, which I found surprising for this world.

“You know healing?” I asked

As Reinhart took my pulse, he nodded. “A little. Before I ended up in alchemy, I was interested in first aid. You see, healing really only takes the form of spells, potions, and adventurer’s first aid. I thought to combine the three disciplines and was laughed out of the room. Priests always focus on spells, alchemists always make potions, and neither care for the slash and sew of first aid. However, I think if they were combined… say, someone drinking a potion while receiving a spell, we could save more lives. It  well, never mind. I still think first aid has its uses, but I’m one of a few.”

Min sat quietly in the corner as we talked, staying out of the conversation. Meanwhile, Reinhart did most of the things I recognized doctors as doing, although Min stiffened when he put his hand up the back of my dress to listen to my breath with a stethoscope.

It was events like this that reminded me that this was another world. In the middle ages, what Reinheart calls first aid would not be something that exists. Although, the way Reinheart told it, what he was doing was considered pretty rare. Perhaps he had been an adventurer at some point, but he didn’t seem open to talking about it so I didn’t pry. After about five minutes of examining and asking questions, he gave a sigh.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You said you’ve been having Nightmares?” Reinhart asked.

“Yeah, um, dreams of a man I hate.” I nodded, and Min tensed at what I said. “Do you know what it is?”

“No,” Reinheart shook his head, and I started to lower mine until he spoke up again. “But it seems similar to a problem demons suffer from.”

“Huh? Demons? You mean, like the half-monsters?”

Reinhart stiffened for a second, “That is- well, a lot of humans just see them that way. When a demon is created, they usually take a few generations of prodigy before their demonic nature stabilizes. Once a demonic line is stable, they all come out with the same basic traits.”

“Is that like how the goblins always make goblins?”

Reinhart shook his head and twisted his mouth. “Goblins are not demons.”

“Ah, I never meant to say they were-“ I tried to defend.

“Goblins are monsters that changed to be more like humans. They were initially a monster, but years and years caused them to change with each generation until they eventually look like they do now. They also somewhere along the line lost the ability to breed and thus use humans. Demons are a monster and human bloodline combined. It stabilizes over several generations, and the demons are just as human as humans, regardless of how they came into being.” Reinhart seemed a little angry as he spoke.

“So, goblins and other hominid monsters are like coevolution, and demons are more like hybrids.”

Reinhart blinked, and then he shook his head and muttered something before looking back at me. “I’m sorry, I know your knowledge is a bit different from most. If you met a demon, what would you do?”

“Ah? Me? Um, I guess it depends on the demon. I mean, if it’s a vampire, I’d definitely fuck him. A werewolf, definitely sex. Dryads? Totally. Centaur… well, I might not go with a centaur.”

Min’s appearance was darkening, while Reinhart wore a shocked look on his face. A second later, he burst out laughing.

“That is…” Reinheart wiped a tear from his eyes with an amused look on his face. “Please, never change.”

“Oni, def-“ I stopped, “Oh, sure, yeah, I guess.”

“Anyway, the point I was trying to make,” Reinheart seemed to have returned to his old mood. “A demon’s demonic side can become unstable for various reasons.”

He stood up and headed to his room. A moment later, he walked back out with a vial in his hand. He handed it to me.

“And this is?” I asked.

“Ah, well, it’s a duality potion. The conditions you’re describing is what happens when someone’s demonic blood battles with their humanity. It causes similar things, nightmares, pain… the arousal is new, but you’re a seductress, so we have to expect strange things…”

“If this works, does that mean I have demonic blood?” I asked cautiously.

Reinhart shrugged. “I don’t know. The only thing like your powers I’ve ever seen is in a succubus which are just nasty monsters. It’s possible that you descended from a family line of succubae. The only thing I know is that some of your symptoms seem to be what happens during a duality surge. It can occur when two natures try to occupy the same body. Usually, this is performed with magic, except in the aforementioned demonic bloodlines. Your magic is solely unique, so we don’t know how it might go out of whack.  It overwhelms the system. This is a potion that might help.”

I picked up the potion and examined it. It was completely as he described. I shrugged and took a swig, downing the whole thing in one drink. A minute later, the pain started to diminish, and by five minutes, I was already feeling completely better. I gave a smile and stood up, stretching. As I stretched, Reinhart leaned over and dropped a bag of coins on the table next to me.

“Ah, eh, what’s this?” I looked down at the bag.

“That’s your profits from the vial of sexual arousal. It went for top price on the market. If you can coerce any more out of that troll, and we can figure out the recipe you performed, it would be quite profitable.”

“Ah, really?” I counted through the coins, there was easily 100 gold coins. “That’s enough to buy 1/3 of Min! Who would pay that much for 15 minutes of sexual arousal?”

Min didn’t look amused, grimacing, but I was more focused on the incredible pouch of riches coming from one measly potion. The topical lubricant was only going for less than a tenth that price, and it seemed to me like they both did essentially the same thing.

“Who knows?” Reinhart spoke up. “I sell these things through a broker so I never see who buys them. Maybe it’s a gift for those adventurers they’re planning to knight.”

“Adventurers? Oh, right, I heard something about that.” I heard it from the three girls, and I didn’t find it important at the time.

“Yeah, well, it’s just bullcrap ploy they do to push aside unrest among commoners.”

I let out a laugh. “You sound a lot like Melinda.”

“Huh? Who? Is it that the angry woman who sent me a note demanding I gather the supplies to mix your bloody sex potions?” Reinhart shivered.

“Hah, well, speaking of which. I’m feeling a lot better now, so I’m thinking it’s about time I take on the monsters again.

“Really, the pains all gone already?”

“Yup!” I spun around. “I’m ready to harvest. I need to at least gain another level before the harvest.”

Min frowned at me, but after I gave him some begging eyes, he finally submitted to taking me down to the cellar. Reinhart was happy to differ to Min on this particular issue, likely because he had punched Reinhart in the throat once before. However, when we made it down to the cellar…

“This is…” I said with a wry smile.

The monsters were screaming and shouting, slamming their bodies against the bars like they did when I had activated the pheromones. Except, I wasn’t using the pheromones.

“What is going on with the monsters?” Reinhart asked. “I’ve never seen them like this.”

I had never seen them act like this either. They were just going wild although I had the distinct feeling most of the eyes were on me. I had already seduced them, so they should be under my control, so why did they act this way? Wait… I glanced down at my ring to see that it was still lite. That was right, I was on the last day of my period. The last time I had started my period, I had caused every monster in the forest to try to rape me. I lucked out by being eaten out by a slime. Now, I was in a castle, far removed from the forests.

Luckily, my period didn’t seem to affect humans. This might have something to do with the sense of smell? However, it was clear that while I was on my period, I was a magnet for monsters. Once a month, if I ever found myself outside, I’d immediately end up being raped to death. That was good information to know.

While Min and Reinhart stared at the monsters in wonder, I finally explained the theory I had put together based on the last time I had a period. The two nodded thoughtfully, but then Reinhart said what I was afraid he’d say.

“I’m sorry. Until your period is completely over, I just can’t let you do anything with these monsters.”

Min gave a confirming nod, and I found myself once again being dragged away from my experience train. I was only a week away from the Harvest, and now I was back on the bench.

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Just a Guy in Space – Chapter 3

Just a Guy in Space

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Chapter 3

“AI has finished compiling the xenos’ language. We can now interrogate him,” Lashqran reported.

“Good. Perhaps we can get more concrete answers,” Echina replied. “Xar’usk, I’m surprised you’ve stopped telling us what a hoax the data from that probe is. What changed your opinion?” She had spent enough time around him to notice the slight tremble of his lower mandibles, a sure indicator of excitement amongst the Kmigar.

Xar’usk was positively giddy with enthusiasm at the idea of learning more about the xenos. “I’ve been going through the biometric data Lieutenant Nubo provided us. The xenos is a superb specimen. If that planet really is a category thirteen, then it explains perfectly how it evolved.”

Now she was curious too. Xar’usk was only ever this delighted for two reasons: mating or killing. “What does the biometric data tell us?” He had passed his yearly mating cycle, so he was probably thinking of bloodshed.

“It’s a predator.” Xar’usk clicked his mandibles in delight. “It has high density bones made of a compressed crystal compound, probably due to the high gravity of its home planet. It should be stronger than even an Agaraxian too, in theory.”

“What! That can’t be. We’ve evolved to be supreme examples of physical fitness and conditioning! There are few if any species out there that can match us or come close to it,” Lashqran replied, quite belligerently.

Xar’usk sighed. “What an eye-opening display of xenophobia, Lieutenant. I really can’t see why you’ve yet again been denied a promotion to Commander.” Lashqran visibly bristled and was about to rush into another xenophobic rant when Xar’usk interrupted him. “As I was saying, physically it is stronger than an Agaraxian. It has a tremendous amount of muscle fibers bundled together, with an incremental amount of fibers being recruited as physical activity escalates. Its nervous system is quite marvellous too. Reaction times should be within the one second range and the nerve fibers allow for fine motor control that most non-combat-inclined Council species lack.” Xar’usk was oblivious to the wary look Echina shared with Lashqran.

“It houses within itself a multitude of microorganisms that quite frankly could kill, disable or cause a pandemic among many Council species. We’re lucky the initial warp didn’t beam in the organisms on its skin. It’s currently being contained within the medical bay but we need a long term solution to that if we intend on keeping it. What else, what else?” Xar’usk pondered, mandibles subconsciously rubbing against one another in contemplation.

“Why do you say it’s a predator? It doesn’t look particularly dangerous,” Lashqran said. “In fact, I can say with certitude I, or indeed any Agaraxian, could defeat it in combat.”

“You can say that because you are stupid and think with your reproductive organs, not your brain,” Xar’usk snapped, getting tired of Lashqran’s endless snide comments.

Echina had to step in to stop the two of them from murdering each other on duty. “Gentlebeings, please, focus on the task at hand. Again, why do you say it’s a predator?”

“It should be obvious; superior musculature, hyper-dense bones that are most likely resistant to breaks, fast reactions with a wide range of motions and most important of all, front-facing binocular vision. Those are hunter eyes. Plus it has fangs in its mouth.”

Xar’usk stopped his passionate speech, staring at the viewscreen showing the xenos in the medical bay. His mandibles shuddered occasionally with restless energy. He was probably going to request something ridiculous like wanting to duel the xenos at any point now.

“Captain, I want to dissect it.”

A duel would have been better.

“Not you too,” Echina moaned. Everyone in the science department is insane. “As I told Lieutenant Nubo, there’ll be no dissecting any time soon.”

* * *

“So you’re saying every hyooman must mast her bait in order to control their mating urges?”

“Yes. It’s masturbate, by the way. It provides an easy release from pheromone build ups and allows us humans greater clarity of thought once accomplished. For a moment after masturbation, we experience higher focus and freedom from worldly desires. The best decisions are made after masturbation.”

Sil Nubo oohed and aahed at the bullshit he was spewing. Sorry catgirl, I gotta lay the ground works. Gus didn’t particularly feel bad about deceiving the bubbly catpersonthing (he completely forgot what her race was called). If he had to lie to have a chance of getting laid, he’d do it in a heartbeat. Hey, don’t judge, he’d soon turn into a wizard at this rate.

“Do the female of your species do this as well?” Sil enquired. Thought she was sitting a fair distance away from the forcefield, her entire body was leaning towards him, her cute triangular ears perked up and leaning towards him. The short delay between speech and translation didn’t bother either of them.

“The females sometimes masturbate more than the males of our species but frequency largely depends on the person. Is it the same for your species?” Gus wouldn’t let this perfect “learning opportunity” pass. “How do you control your mating urges?”

Sil actually blushed, her tail curling up along her leg.

How interesting, they’re surprisingly similar to humans.

“The Dinpth have a regular mating cycle. We experience increased blow flow to the reproductive organs, increased sensitivity, loss of consciousness sometimes, decreased cognitive function and often feel increased attraction to males of our species.”

The reason she was exposing such salacious details wasn’t because she got off on shame play or some such thing; Gus had coerced her (in the interest of science, of course) to answer any of his questions truthfully and he would reveal as much as he knew regarding anything she’d ask of him in return. Of course, he was giving her the highly redacted version but she didn’t really need to know that.

“So you basically go into heat? Is that true for any uh, any Dinps?”

“We do not!” Indignation coloured Sil’s usually enthusiastic voice. “We’re not animals, we’re sapiants, same as you and we can control ourselves, thank you very much!” Her tail was lashing a steady rhythm left and right with her fur bristling all over. He’d better tone it down or she might ignore the forcefield and pounce on him or something.

“Sorry, sorry, I don’t really know much about alien physiology. I didn’t mean to offend you,” Gus shamelessly answered, playing the ignorant human card.

Sil crossed her arms, huffing, before giving in and leaning in towards him once more. “You know, you present very high similarity to Agaraxian physiology. Do you have common ancestry?”

“Agaraxian? You mean the greenmen? Nah, I don’t think so. According to the scientific research we have back on earth, life as we know it on our planet was a fluke. Something completely unexpected happened in the primordial muck and poof! Life emerged,” Gus said, gesturing wildly. Sil Nubo was entranced, staring at him with mouth agape. “It’s theorised that it started as life in water, then evolved to amphibious life and finally one day we got to the Homo sapiens sapiens. That’s us by the way. Let’s go back to mating rituals. How to Dinps signal sexual interest in each other?”

“Sexual interest?” Sil tilted her head like a cute child.

“Yes, if you want to copulate, what signal do you give to each other?”

“We… don’t? Copulation only occurs during the mating cycle and at that time, no such signal is necessary.”

“So you don’t… you know… have sex for fun?”

Sil’s eyes widened in shock. “What?! For… fun?” She frowned. “Is that even possible? That’s very Un-Dinpth-like behaviour. Do humans copulate for fun?”

Gus wondered how to answer that. This could make or break their relationship. He decided to gamble. “Yeah, humans can copulate either for reproductive purposes but they often do so for fun as well. It’s not very common on Earth but it’s not completely unheard of. It helps us establish close bonds in our uh… our packs. It’s a survival trait. You know… the closer you are, the more invested you are in the survival of your packmates.” Gus was furiously channelling the might of Bullshittus the god of All Essays and praying to Ditzittus, patron saint of all airheads.

Sil seemed to buy it. If she didn’t, he could always tell her about bonobos. She’d love it. Ever since she’d seen his “mating ritual”, she’d been engrossed in human rituals, mating and otherwise. He turned that to his advantage, easing her into talking about her own sexuality. “Say Sil, have you mated before?”

She blushed crimson, tail suddenly shooting straight up, ears straight on her head. “I-I-I don’t want to talk about it,” she stammered.

Oh, that’s interesting. “That won’t do Sil. You promised you’d answer any of my questions truthfully,” he said. She fidgeted as he leered at her. Her smallish B-cups (or were they C-cups? He really couldn’t tell) were swaying seductively in front of him. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll just stop answering your questions too,” he said, turning away from her.

He didn’t have to look to see her crestfallen expression. She was visibly struggling with herself before she answered.

“I… I haven’t mated before…” She squeaked.

“Why not?”

She was still blushing furiously. “I spent a lot of time exploring the wilderness of my home planet. Somehow I was always alone during my mating cycles. But it’s ok, I know what to do if I ever have to mate!” She stood up, pumping her fist. “Mother taught me everything she knows to prepare me for my future mate!”

“What’s the Dinp opinion on polygamy by the way?” He’d much rather have a harem than a single girlfriend if he could help it. “Do they allow it? Are they against? What about other species in your alliance?”

“It’s called the New Galactic Coalition of Sonder, or the Council for short. While there are some species in the Council that are specifically polygamous, the Dintphs stay with a specific mating partner only for the duration of the mating contract. This means that some can have multiple partners over their lifetime or can settle with the same mate for a long time.”

So having multiple partners isn’t a taboo for her. I wonder if that applies to having female partners too. He grinned widely at the thought of ploughing her and other aliens girls senseless. Getting kidnapped isn’t such a bad thing after all.

“Why do you keep doing that? Showing your teeth? I don’t think it’s a threat display, so what does it mean?”

“That’s a smile. Or a grin. It can express many things, but in this case, it’s an expression of joy. Humans can smile while showing their teeth or not. It depends entirely on the person.”

“Is it an independent reaction?”

“Like your tail? In most cases it is independent but we can smile on command.”

“Fascinating. If you can execute visual cues on command you must be very social creatures.”

“Indeed. Hey you know what? Once this field goes down and your captain lets me go, we should meet to discuss these differing social and mating rituals in more details. You know, all in the pursuit of science, of course.”

She thought about it for a minute but scientific curiosity killed the cat (ehehe) and she finally nodded.

This is so much fun. A virgin, airhead, space catgirl who wants to discuss human sexual practices. Did I just hit the jackpot?

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(Original Novel) Three Queens Story

Hi, this Tenou‘s first work on MSB Originals.

Description: MC is summoned to another world to be enthroned, follow him as he learns the bad and good sides of being king. His real name is not mentioned, and this is made on purpose, with time you will know why.

Things to note:
– I know that Isekai novels are not original at all, and summoning someone to make him king may seem stupid, but hey, it worked more or less in Harem Castle and Genjitsushugisha no Oukokukaizouki.
-English is not my first language, and I work this project solo, without editor, so please be understanding.
-Words in italics are for emphasis.
I’ll be adding more as they go appearing.

Genres/tags:World Travel, Sword & Magic, Arranged Marriage, Harem, Elves, Human-Non Human Relationship.
Possible Future tags: War, Slavery, Multiple transported characters, Pregnancy and Child Raising.

This is an introductory post to announcing the existence of an Original Novel written by the community, you guys will see more of this in the future. I hope you don’t mind.

Have fun reading his story, new updates of the story are on MSB Originals.

Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 64

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Chapter 64

Thwack!

That was the sound of a paddle smacking into the tight ass of an attractive pretty boy. The last few days I had been insatiable, I took out most of that on the boy before me. Usually, it wasn’t something so violent, but today we needed to try something new. He let out a low moan, half pain, with a possible little bit of pleasure. I winced at the act until he looked back and nodded at me again, giving me the go ahead to give it another go. I pulled back my paddle and then brought it back down on his butt.

Thwack!

This cry seemed more pained than the last, and his butt was completely red. Part of me was very turned on by this, and the other part of me was a little disgusted that this would turn me on. I put the paddle down. The boy looked back again and gave me another okay, but he had tears running down his eyes and I shook my head no. He frowned, pushing his chest off the bed as he turned around. His dick popped out and wagged as he turned, still fully erect and ready to go. Apparently, even spanking him was doing it sexually for him, unless, maybe something else was going on…

“Your, um… penis, is it functioning right?”

Min looked down at his fully erect penis before giving a familiar cute blush and nodding as he turned his head. “Mm.”

That previous morning, the next shipment of sex toys had come in fresh from Pratter and Sandor. According to the letter, they had completed my toy whip, but my weapon would likely take a week or more. The toys had also included the paddle and a full set of bondage stuff. This arrived just on time, because the previous night had given me another idea on how to prepare for Denova.

It was pretty simple. I needed to level more. However, the special skills I got with each level were often dependent, at least in part, on what I did that level. Therefore, if I wanted more violent skills, I needed to practice violence. I couldn’t go out and kill monsters, and I couldn’t practice with guards. Therefore, there was only one way I could work on both increasing my skills and getting relevant special skills in my next level. That was to practice bondage and pain on Min.

Min was not naturally masochistic like Jenai, and despite popular belief, I was not a sadist. I had started with the paddle because I was afraid of hurting him with the whip since I didn’t know how much damage it could do. However, if I wanted my whip skill to reach level 1, I’d have to at least use it on him consistently.

Min became surprisingly supportive of this play. I had thought he would reject it, but surprisingly, he had used the opportunity to make a demand of me as well. He pulled out his own order which he had slipped into mine. It was a little jewel that attached to his slave color. A moment later, it had shimmered with illusion magic and took on the form and feel of an adam’s apple.

“With this… Min boy now.”

His voice was a little deeper now. The inflections and behavior of his speech hadn’t changed, so it had a slightly feminine charm to it, and while I say deeper, it wasn’t significant. Where Min’s voice was once obviously female, the addition of this artifact had obscured it, so that if you only heard his voice, it’d be difficult to determine his sex.

Furthermore, the condition he set for allowing me to paddle and whip his bottom was that I must accept him as a man. For some time now, Min had been pushing the envelope, and with short hair, a deeper voice, and a fake penis indistinguishable from a real one, it was not difficult to imagine Min as a boy. He was a pretty boy, certainly, with nearly hairless arms and legs and nothing but a small patch above his penis, but he looked enough like a man that when we fucked, I was starting not to notice.

His body had grown shapelier since we first met. His delicate features had been toned by a daily workout regimen. His tight ass was muscular now, and when he tensed I could see his butt tighten, just making me want to squeeze it. He had the hints of a six pack of abs, although with his hips he still had a distinctly feminine body. His chest still had a pair of small A breasts which he had no desire to diminish. If he wore loose clothing, he’d pass for a boy, but anything tight would give away his fit female body easily. He sat somewhere in between, and it served to meet all of my sexual interests. Either way, I was sexually satisfied with Min.

Part of it was because Min was simply Min. I cared deeply for Min, and it didn’t really matter what he identified as. He was my Min. Strangely enough, despite declaring himself a man, Min held strongly on to certain things. As mentioned, he was still very sensitive about his breast size, and still wouldn’t stick it between my breasts for leveling up titty fuck. I also asked him about how he wanted to address each other now.

“So, should I call you husband then?” I asked jokingly.

“Mm…” Min shrugged. “Min happy you accept marriage, but vesse is vesse and wife is wife. Only gender changed.”

I gave a stupid sound, and Min chuckled at that. I didn’t mean to suggest that I was accepting him as my husband. Part of what bothered me about that was the fact that it suggested I was only accepting him because she had become a he. When I explained this with a fluster, Min smiled gently and put me in his arms, which despite the fact he was smaller than me, felt a lot more comforting and manly than they once did.

He kissed me on the forehead and leaned over. “Min love you…”

With that, I started to become even more flustered, and suddenly I found Min swapping the dynamic, pulling me into a deep kiss until I was out of breath. I didn’t hate this side of Min at all, but as we discussed things, I got the feeling that he took his role as my wife seriously. To him, we had married as two women, and thus, to him, it was important that it remained that way. Min was a man, and my wife.

“Will female Min ever show up again?” I asked, as Min held me tightly and I breathed in his fresh scent.

“Mm… Aria has all of Min. Any time she wants. But only Aria.”

I nodded, but had already decided I’d be unlikely to ask that of Min unless he requested it himself. I had too much respect for Min to put that on him. However, after that heavy conversation, I had to push forward with my training. Which is how I ended up with Min bent over a bed while I paddled his bottom. For his benefit, he took it like a man.

Since his dick was hard, I supposed that I wasn’t being too violent, so I finally nodded and had Min bend back over. However, after looking at his nice ass from behind, I couldn’t help but bend down behind him. I reached up between his legs and touched his balls. As I played with them, feeling the elastic skin, which was indistinguishable from real and sent the appropriate sensations to Min, I playfully kiss his butt.

He bent over a little more, giving me the room to reach up and grab his shaft. With my face nearly in his butt, I decided it was time to test out a theory I was running. That is to say, I licked Min’s asshole. His body shivered pleasurably with one lick, so I went a step farther and stuck it in. His ass was tight, and I could only manage to get the tip of my tongue in, the tightness of his sphincter stopping me from going farther with the current level of force. Still, I wiggled my tongue on his button, listening to the sounds of him moan in front of me. Of course, my hand was working his shaft now while I ate his butt.

Analingus, Devon’s favorite past time, isn’t that bad at all. It wasn’t like Min hadn’t cleaned himself up ahead of time, so he was clean back there as he was up front. It wasn’t any more disgusting than eating pussy. Yeah, he pooped from there, but every guy pees from their dick, yet it’s not considered odd at all to put his dick in your mouth and swallow anything that comes from the same hole he pees with.

The reason analingus gets a bad wrap probably has to do with the fact that it isn’t a direct sexual stimulation. Even in the case of anal sex, at least one party’s penis or prostate is getting pleasured. The feeling of having someone’s tongue in your butt isn’t direct, but it is an act that sexually excites and enhances the experience. I knew this because as my tongue flicked across his butt, one hand keeping his cheeks spread while the other reach around his hip and stroked his cock, he was quickly moaning hard, his legs no longer working and his body only being held up by the pillow his upper half was dropped into.

A moment later, I could feel him cum, a spurt of liquid coming out his dick. As he came, his sphincter tightened, and I felt a tightening on the tip of my tongue as his body tensed just like when I stuck it in his pussy before.

{Cunnilingus and Blow Job has evolved into Oral Sex.}

{Oral Sex has increased to MAX.}

{Tongue craft has increased to LVL 6.}

{Technique Unlocked: Flicker}

I gave a surprised look as I examined my skills. I hadn’t known what would happen, but this is the first time I’d seen a skill turn into another skill. I thought analingus might be another skill, but doing it seemed to cause all three skills to evolve into the category oral sex. It made sense, except that now I had one generic skill. Not only would I not get any tier 2 skills that might follow maxing cunnilingus and analingus, but the three types of oral sex were radically different. Could you really say a skill for sucking cock fit in with a skill for eating pussy?

As I was scowling at the confusing new ability, Min looked back with a questioning look. I shook my head and gave him a reassuring smile, letting him know I wasn’t disappointed this his performance. As if to accentuate that point, I licked my finger, wet with his cum. Of course, it was the liquidity clear taste of Min’s pussy juice, not some strange artificial cum or cum illusion. Min had told me that they might be able to do that, but I put my foot down there. Min was Min, and the taste of Min was not something I wanted to change.

In the end, my need to level by abusing Min failed miserably. He wasn’t a masochist who enjoyed it, and while role playing would allow me to play the role of a sadist when needed, I didn’t take pleasure in hurting him. So this put us back at square one, with me needing to level and no one available to practice S&M on.

I explained to Min the issue, and he blushed again, wearing a girlish expression on his face. Come on, Min, saying I don’t get off on spanking you is hardly flattering. However, a moment later he made an off-hand comment that gave me pause.

“Know someone,” Min said.

“Huh? You know someone I can practice S&M with.”

“Mm…” Min nodded. “Nine someones.”

I frowned, but then it clicked and I immediately felt like an idiot for not seeing it sooner. Of course, the monsters in Reinhart’s basement could take any abuse I threw at them, and not even bat an eyelash. To some, like the Minotaur, I could whip as hard as I wanted and I probably wouldn’t even leave a mark. I was hurting my beloved Min, and I had nine perfectly available monsters that I didn’t give a shit about.

I apologized to Min profusely, but he shrugged it off. “Would mention earlier, but wanted to try.”

My eyes widened as Min answered peevishly. He had certainly come a long way from the woman who barely talked or expressed herself. Now, he excitedly engaged in sexual activities and wanted to try new things. I didn’t know if my perverted nature had rubbed off on him, or if this was finally the real Min expressing himself.

However it went, I ended up throwing myself at Min again, enjoying some more sexual play. I was rubbing Min’s cock against my snatch, trying to keep him hard as his member started to soften when the familiar text popped up in front of my vision. I gave a pleased smile as I looked at the text.

{Congratulations!!! You have leveled to Seductress Lvl 22!}

{All stats increased by one.}

{You have one skill point.}

Available Special Skills:

{Hermaphrodite (Passive): Have both male and female sex organs.}

{Below the Belt (Passive): Skills and spells activated during sex cannot be detected. Both castor and target must be engaged in intercourse with each other.}

{Squirter (Active): During oral sex, increases sexual pleasure to guarantee a squirt.}

“Mm… you leveled?” Min asked as I looked over my selections.

“Yes. Thanks to my sexy Min.”

“Good?”

“Perhaps, the best I could hope for.”

Below the belt was a skill I hadn’t realized I needed until I saw it existed, but now that I knew that it existed, I couldn’t even think of living without it. This was the thing that would finally allow me to defeat Denova. I could seduce him as my slave and he’d never even realize it. I’d Black Widow him, and then turn him into my own personal sex slave. He’d give us all of his riches, send us on our way with a smile on his face, and then die a week later. The next time he touched me sexually would be the last decision he ever made.

Either way, I leaned over and gave Min a kiss as he watched me with a cute look on his face. I wanted to continue to level up my skills and gain experience with Min. Then I would tackle the monsters the next day. With luck, I could gain another two levels before the final night.

However, our night was cut down prematurely when I started to feel some severe cramping. It was a bit early for my next period, but a few days later the ring on my hand changed colors, indicating that my time of the month had come.

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Dragon Magic Chapter 08

Alright, fixed up a few things. I’ll be more careful next time.


(This is an Original Novel)

Since my lust ruined my plan yesterday, today I’m heading over to the Guild.

It’s quite near my house, so it doesn’t take too long to walk there; the Guild’s also near the city plaza. The building is obviously fancy, it’s an important part of the city after all.

I go through the door and make my way to an empty counter.

– Good morning. How may I help you today? – The female receptionist greets me with a smile.

– Hello. I’m here to register as an Adventurer.

– Before that, may I ask if you know you can also register as a Hunter?

I raise my eyebrows:

– Oh, I have no idea I can.

– Would you like to learn more about the job Materials Hunter?

I nod:

– Sure.

– Once you’ve registered as a Hunter at the Guild, you can either go to the Guild’s Firm or a private trading firm to receive Hunting Quests. Your main objective will be collecting the required amount of materials by hunting monsters. In all honesty, being a Hunter guarantees you a more stable income than an Adventurer, but you must fulfill a quota of at least 1 Quest every week.

– So the Adventurers also deal with collecting herbs and escorting missions, while Hunters strictly focus on killing monsters to obtain the required materials?

The receptionist nods with a smile:

– Yes, that is correct. More details about the job Hunter can be found at any trading firm in the city, but, if you’d like to learn about what kind of jobs are involved with being an Adventurer, any of us staffs here at the Guild can help you.

– Is it possible to become both? – I ask.

– You certainly can apply for both, but you might need to be a careful while picking an Adventurer Quests, since you don’t want the two types of Quests to interfere with one another. It is tricky, but a few people have pulled it off before.

So, generally speaking, if one’s intention is solely to kill monsters and earn money, then being a Hunter should be a better choice. However, if you want to do a wide variety of jobs, the ‘Adventurer’ choice comes out on top.

Now, if I think about my future plan, it doesn’t involve a lot of travelling, since I don’t intend to move away from this city. Aldyr is a great place to start a life if you’ve got some strength in you. On top of that, we need to lay low for the time being, so that the bastards from Runia can’t track us down. Once they’ve given up, we’ll be free to go around, doing whatever we want. I, myself, also need to practice using Dragon Magic more. I do think that there are a few more tricks that I haven’t discovered yet.

With all that being said, I make up my mind and give my answer to the receptionist:

– I’ll become a Hunter.

– Understood, then, first, please fill out this form.

– Alright.

I put down a fake name, a fake age and the kind of weapon I use, as well as my fighting style. However, I leave the Hometown entry blank; it’s optional, anyway.

– Alright, then, Jester-san. Now you only need to bring this over to the Guild’s Firm, which is the building right next to this one, and submit your application there. The staffs over there will take care of the rest.

– Got it. Thanks.

– You’re welcome. I hope you have a wonderful day.

Having left the Guild’s main building, I enter the Guild’s Firm right next door. Inside is a little bit more quiet than the main building, but everything looks a lot more tidy and organized.

I wait in line and submit the form to one of the staff there.

After processing the paper with a copy machine-like magic tool, the guy explains to me the basics of the job Hunter:

– You will not be hunting for specific materials like how the Adventurers do. Instead, you’ll have to fulfill the Quests based on the classifications of required materials. For example, a Quest might ask you to bring back five sheets of B rank hides, or maybe ten pieces of C rank bones. It doesn’t matter what kind of monsters the materials come from, they only need to be of the right classification.

– Alright. How do we know what rank the materials are? Not all of us have the skill Appraisal, right? – I ask.

– You don’t have to worry about that. Each Quest will properly provide you information regarding which monsters you should kill to obtain the required materials.

– I see.

– Is there anything else you’d like to know?

– None, for now.

– Alright then, you can pick a Quest from that bulletin board over there.

– Thanks.

I walk over to the Quest Board and look through all the Quests posted there.

There are loads of them, ranging from F rank to A rank with all sorts of materials in need. For the time being, to make things a bit simpler, I’ll go with ‘Five Sheets of D rank Hides’.

After confirming it with the receptionist, I exit the building and walk North. According to the information written on the Quest paper, I can obtain a lot of D rank materials from killing the monsters in the Northern forests. To name a few of them, Crimson Wolves, Cyclop Bears and Wood Lizards.

– Dragon Speed.

Invoking a spell, I begin running toward the Western forests. Normally, it would take a day or two by foot, but, with this speed, I can get there in thirty minutes.

Let’s see how strong D rank monsters are…

 

 

Having arrived at one of the Western forests, I summon the Dark Dragonblade and take a stroll around. It’s pretty gloomy, but, at least, it’s not filled with dark miasma or something like that. I’d prefer not breathing in those miasma…

Five minutes later, I’m attacked by a Cyclop Bear.

The creature looks like your average mountain bear, but it only has one eye. Although, the strength of its muscles and claws are leagues above any ordinary bears.

One slap and a commoner’s definitely going to die.

That said, Adventurers who move in groups with decent teamwork can take it out pretty easily, since the Cyclop Bear isn’t all that fast and agile. They only need to ruin its only eye, and there’s nothing else it could’ve done to survive.

– Let’s see how tough this Dragonblade is… – I mumble.

I raise the Dark Dragonblade and swing it downward, trying to directly cut the bear.

Much to my surprise, the blade slices right through the Cyclop Bear’s thick muscles and steel-hard bones, cutting it into half. I didn’t even feel any pressure on the blade when it bisected the huge bear. I guess it’s just that sharp…

– Wait… This is not good…

Because I cut it too violently, the bear’s hide was ruined. Now I can’t turn that in…

Letting out a sigh, I take the claws and fangs of the bear instead. Next time, I’ll be more careful. I should just aim to pierce the monster’s heart or brain to kill it instantly. That way, I can avoid damaging the materials I need.

 

A few hours later…

 

I’ve finally fulfilled my first Quest, that is five sheets of D rank Hides.

I’ll admit that skinning it with a knife is pretty tough. It certainly took me a few tries before I got used to skinning an animal as big as a bear.

I tried to skin a Wood Lizard, but it was horrible. I’m never going to try skinning that thing again…

The Crimson Wolves were actually pretty easy to skin, though.

I quickly make my way back to the Guild’s Firm to turn in the things I’ve obtained. It’s already late noon, I missed lunch, but, since I could go weeks without food, I don’t particularly mind.

– Oh, next time you don’t have to skin it yourself. – Says the receptionist.

Even though he’s really surprised that I completed a weekly quota within one day, he doesn’t lose his composure. The guy sure is professional…

– Yes?? – I make a dumb face.

– You can just drag the monster back here, and we’ll dismantle it for you with a cheap price. That way, we’ll also buy the extra usable materials from you, and you can earn some pocket money, too.

– ……alright. Thanks for the advice.

I’m not even going to make a comment on that. That’s just stupid of me……

Anyway, the Quest’s reward is forty silver coins, plus three silver coins from the extra claws and fangs I took from the first bear I killed.

This world doesn’t seem to use bronze coins as they seem less common than silver or gold mines. On that note, if you’re really stingy, two silver coins could keep you alive a whole day. Well, it’s obviously going to be a lot more expensive if you eat at a restaurant. But, as far as home-cooking goes, it’s pretty cheap.

Besides, some inns include meals in the rental, so there are a few ways to survive before you get paid by the Guild’s Firm.

Needless to say, depending on your Hunter Rank, you’ll earn a fixed amount of money every week. Whereas, if you’re an Adventurer, it depends on what kind of Quests that are available for you to take. Freelancing is difficult, be it in this world or my previous one.

The Receptionist brings out the money.

– Here you go, Sir. Forty silver coins from the Quest itself, and three silver coins for the extra fangs and claws.

– Thanks.

With that, I leave the Guild and go home.

My total earnings today is 43 silver coins. Not too shabby; though, I should increase the difficulty of the Quests I’m going to be taking…

 

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 18

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“A-ariel, have your boobs grown bigger?” the Queen is flustered when she get dragged into the bedroom all of a sudden by Ariel and you.

“Mm, yes, they are as big as mom’s now, do you want to touch them?”

“T-touch them? You’re my daughter, what is wrong with you?”

“They feel good to touch, I just want mom to make me feel good too.”

Aurora turns to you. “Hero-san, what have you done? Why is my daughter acting this way?”

You shrug. “I haven’t done anything. She’s been sheltered her whole life. By the time I took her away, she was so desperate to experiment, that this is how she ended up.”

I say this as Ariel tries to rip off her mother’s clothing. She is pulling up her dress while Aurora is trying to maintain her modesty by keeping it on.

“I have already figured out that you plan to violate me, hero-san, but can we do this without my daughter present. I’ve already given my body to you, so you can do with it as you will, but my daughter…”

At those words, Ariel puts on a pouting face and gives you a pleading look. It is clear that she doesn’t want to be left out of the fun.

“Actually,” you say. “I have my own plans. I don’t plan to violate you at all. Can you go lie on the bed? I won’t touch you.”

“R-really?” Aurora squares her shoulders, a confused look on her face, but she does as she is told.

“Now, Ariel, strip and get in position.”

As Ariel rips off all the clothing you made for her, Aurora gasps and put her hands to her mouth. “Hero, what are you making my daughter do.”

“Well, you wanted to know what I’ve done to your daughter. I’m going to show you.” You pull out your dick, and the massive thing springs loose from your pants fully erect.

“By the gods, that is humungous, you can’t possibly expect that to fit in a woman.”

“Just watch,” You smirk as you line your cock up with her pussy.”

It slips right in, and within five strokes you manage to get it all the way to the balls. In front of her watching mom, you start plowing Ariel from behind in the doggie position that she adores. Her mom can’t turn away, her eyes glued on your dick as it slams into her daughter’s pussy.

“Ah, hero, yeah, look at me, mom, see, I made it all fit!”

As Ariel goads her mom, Aurora’s mouth is slightly open, and she is stunned speechless as the sound and smell of sex starts to permeate the room.

“Harder, harder, hero, I can’t have enough of your cock!” Ariel screams.

You oblige, grabbing a fist of hair from the back of her head and pulling it painfully. You slap her ass several times. The first resounding slap causes her mom to jump in surprise, but as you spanked her and she moans pleasurably, her mom’s worried expression finally starts to calm down.

The queen is silent during this event. The sound of balls slapping against ass was the only thing that could be heard. However, if you listen closely, you’ll hear her breathing slightly ruggedly, watching her daughter get plowed by a giant dick from behind is doing something inside the queen, and she is becoming sexually aroused.

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 17

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Of course, leaving things like that would cause the King to likely chase after you for the rest of his life. That’s why you hit him with a spell that makes him think both his wife and daughter have died. The rest of that act was not really done for him, it was done for Aurora, the mom. She left with you willingly, sacrificing herself for her daughter. She also left knowing her husband wasn’t willing to do the same. It may not be love, but it is a good enough start towards bringing her into your harem.

She makes a surprised noise as the group suddenly leaves the throne room, and ends up back in the forest next to your faithful cottage. You stare at the cottage a minute before Ariel leans against you.

“That cottage is starting to get a little small. Should we make it bigger?”

“Naw, it is just a temporary home anyway. If I want to start changing this world for the better, I need a more public base of operation.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“I’d like a nicely-sized town. Perhaps with an adventurer’s guild if this world has them. The more variety of species the better. I’d like to find elf girls, catgirls, dog girls, dwarf girls… I want to collect everything this world has.

“Um, excuse me, hero-san, our country does not have many demi-humans, but if it’s diversity you want, Riun would be the best city for it.” The Queen spoke up while sticking close to her daughter who was still holding your arm.

“Riun, huh? Do you know how to get there Mulan?”

“This lowly dragon knows the way.”

“Ah, good, then could you fly us over there?”

“No… I am happy to fly master and the bitch, but I will not take some random woman.”

“Did you just call my daughter a bitch? I’ll have you know, I am a queen!”

“Don’t care. I only carry those that master has broken.”

“B-broken? Wh-what has hero-san don to my innocent daughter?”

“It’s fine, mom, I’m fine. She means it more like house-broken.”

“Wh-what?”

“Well, I’m the hero’s bitch, mom.”

“Th-the hero’s bitch?”

“Mmhmm… and I’m happy that way. That’s why I asked hero to bring you with us. I know you’ll be happier too.”

“I, I don’t understand what you’re saying…” The Queen looks confused.

“It’s okay mom, you’ll get it soon. Can we get mom ready?” Ariel begs you.

“Well, I don’t think we have any other choice. I was hoping things would move forward a little slower, but it looks like the queen is going to have to go through Spartan training.

“Mmm… the lowly dragon will wait out here for you.”

“Wh-what are you going to do to me?”

“Don’t worry mom, it only hurts a bit.”

The pair of you grab the Queen and drag her into the cabin so that she can get the royal treatment.

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 63

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Chapter 63

“Given the rumors currently going on about you, I’m expressing some concern over the continuation of my son’s arranged marriage.”

The following morning, two days after the event with my mask breaking, I had received a morning summons to stand before the King. He sat on his throne now, a stern look on his face as he stared down at me. Richard was in the room as well, but he held the same disinterested look her always had. When his eyes met mine, there was absolutely nothing that indicated his acceptance of the fact we had sex a few nights prior.

As the King spoke, I recalled having straddled his lap on that throne at least once before. It wasn’t typical since the throne room didn’t offer the same privacy as his study, but once sitting in the king’s lap while he fondled your breasts and bounced you up and down on his knee was enough to diffuse any intimidation that throne gave. That wasn’t to say I was free of fear. Even after spending the previous day with the girls, I still feared what would come of this.

“I am sorry, father.” I didn’t shoot him a smile like I might of once, my role play skill telling me that this wasn’t the time.

“Ahem,” The King cleared his throat like he had swallowed something distasteful. “That’ll be King Hyburn, for the moment.”

I winced at the words. It certainly felt like a step backward. All the goodwill I had earned with the royal family seemed to dissipate in a puff of smoke. I certainly couldn’t expect Richard to step up and defend me, and of course, Devon was nowhere to be found.

“What would my lord have me do?” I asked, lowering my head in mock atonement.

The King gave a long sigh. “I owe your father my life. Therefore, I am not ready to annul the engagement based on simple rumors.  However, you will be watched very closely. I suggest you spend some time becoming the perfect wife for you husband-to-be. In a month, we will consider setting the final date.”

I tried to look chastised while also looking grateful to the King. Naturally, I didn’t feel grateful at all. He had hit me, breaking my mask, and now he wanted to act like it was my fault. The audacity of that old man. Of course, had I actually been Cornelia, his statement would have been a huge relief. I’d still have a chance to not embarrass my entire family and nation.

However, I was not Cornelia. I didn’t care about that engagement, and I didn’t care anything about the majority of the people in this castle. After a little less than two weeks. I would be out of there. It looked like the King was pulling his lap privileges. Well, that was just fine. I couldn’t level up sitting on his lap, anyway. I had less than two weeks to gain as many levels as I could, and simply put, Richard, the King, Devon, or even Julian weren’t needed. I had wasted tons of time with them, and they hadn’t given me much experience.

I let role play run on autopilot, saying all the formalities of a polite, boring, and stupid princess while the King nodded like he had successfully chastised a child. When I finally left the throne room, I was ready to punch a wall. However, at the very least, the wait and see approach meant I had enough time to finish up what I came here to do. I had let the glamor and excitement of the noble life rule me for the last few weeks. Until the harvest, I simply needed to work on myself. That’s what brought me back to Reinhart’s tower.

“You want what from me?” Reinhart asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I need you to teach me as much as you can. I plan to flee the castle on the night of the Harvest.”

Reinhart winced. “I wish you hadn’t told me that.”

“It doesn’t matter.” I shrugged, “ I trust you, and right now I need people I can trust.”

After a moment of thought, Reinhart gave a shrug. “Fine, I’ll teach you everything I know, but work as I talk, if you can listen you can move your hands.”

That’s how I ended up working on experiments as I listened to Reinhart lecture about magic. Previously, he had always been more of an active teacher, demanding that I find books and only ask questions when I didn’t understand something. However, I didn’t have the time to work my way through the half-dozen tomes he wanted me to read. Instead, I needed to focus on what was important, and that was something I could only get from an experienced mentor.

On top of making several of the recipe’s Reinhart had pushed me to make, I also continued to run experiments on the animal semen I had accumulated. Thus far, I had absolutely no luck in coming up with any other potions, when suddenly a certain batch came back positive with my examine.

{Potion Making has increased to LVL 5.}

{Examine has increased to LVL 9.}

{Vial of Moderate Sexual Arousal, Grade B, Maker: Aria – Increases the sexual arousal of target considerably for fifteen minutes.}

“Oh, a grade B potion, and another recipe. Absolutely incredible. Many alchemists will go their whole lives only discovering or improving upon one or two recipes. For you to have created four never before used recipes, it is simply amazing.}

“Ah, well, I just lucked out.” I shrugged.

“No, no, it’s your skills as an alchemist. You’re clean, methodical, and think of changing conditions in ways I’d never had guessed. Speaking of which, what is the recipe for this? It seemed to be a nontopical version of the pigmen lubricant.”

“Ah, that is…” I started looking through the notes and then realized that while listening to Reinhart I had forgotten to take any. “I, um… didn’t take the notes.

Reinhart sighed, shaking his head. “Well, my ability can tell it was made with the troll semen.”

“Uh!” I winced. “That’s right. I used the last of it today.”

Reinhart shrugged. “You’ve mentioned it is harder to get. That seems to hold true in all of life. The harder something is to get, the more powerful it is magically. That’s probably why this is moderate. Well, until you can get back down there to gain more sample, this is the only vial. Do you want it?”

I shook my head,” Just sell it. Maybe someone at the Harvest can make use of it.”

“Right, you mentioned that a lot of the stuff I sold was showing up at these underground sex parties. I was invited to one of those once. Never went, but I still have the mask sitting around somewhere.”

“You have a mask?” I asked, “Ah, would you mind if I had it?”

“For entry? They say the masks allow entry. Don’t lose it, don’t show anyone you have it. However, would it work if you just showed up with someone else’s mask on?”

“Well, I don’t know about that,” I shrugged. “By the time of the next meeting, it’ll already be too late. The mask might help me escape, is what I was thinking…”

Reinhart thought about it for another moment before letting out another sigh. “I think it might be a good idea if I fled around the same time, too. So, by all means, have the mask.”

“You’re going too? Ah, not because of me?”

Reinhart gave a wry smile. “No, this one has more to do with me. I suppose there is no risk in telling you. I received a letter yesterday from Julian. It was odd to receive it, but it hinted at some things, and made it abundantly clear that Julian might overlook those things if I attended his little sex party.”

“Blackmail?”

Reinhart gave a single nod, and I let out a sigh. I suspected that Julian had fallen back on these kinds of methods many times. I wasn’t convinced he had any kind of special skills, but he wasn’t above manipulation, trickery, blackmail, seduction, or flat out lying when it helped him obtain his goals. The problem was that his goals weren’t particularly clear. To me, it seemed like Julian just wanted to force the entire world to act as perverted as him.

“C-can you tell me what you need to hide?” I asked coyishly.

Reinhart chuckled, and then turned away, not providing me with any clear answer. Well, I hadn’t expected him to talk, anyway. I continued to listen to lessons from Reinhart while making more potions. I made potions none stop, using every resource he had available to create one potion after another. This was the conclusion I had come to early that today. I had to get my potions maxed as quickly as possible.

However, there was a reason to my madness. After you finished the first tier of potion making, you’d unlock the next tier, poison making. My class had given me advantages when it came to sex, but chemistry would be my second strength. If I could just create a deadly enough poison, I could create another way to kill Denova. Black Widow was simply too slow, and I didn’t think Jenai could wait that long. Plus, there was always the worst possibility, that Denova detected and healed the curse before it took effect. Of course, even if he didn’t heal the curse, he could still murder me and Jenai if he found out I had cursed him to death.

The problem with simply buying a poison is that this world mainly depended on two types of poisons. The first was the kind you coated on your blades. For that, I’d need to get close enough to stab Denova. That didn’t seem likely, even in the middle of sex he was always on edge, ready to burst into action. The second poison was the kind you drink. The possibility of getting Denova to drink a bottle without analyzing it seemed near impossible.

That meant that I needed to do the same thing for poisons that I did for potions. I needed to create one that was topical. Something that I could rub on his skin, or my own. I could drink the antidote and insert the poison in my snatch. As he stuck it in, he’d become poisoned by me. Perhaps I could make a poisoned lipstick and provide him a kiss of death. However, before I could do any of that, I had to max potion making.

So, I made potion after potion after potion all while listening to Reinhart drone on about every trick he could think of. The sun was already starting to set, signaling one day closer to the Harvest, possibly my last chance to murder Denova. When my skill suddenly went up another level, I gave a sigh of relief.

{Potion Making has increased to LVL 6.}

I left Reinhart’s tower sore and stiff. However, now that the day was up. I managed to make it to my bed and collapse asleep once again wearing the clothing from the day without changing. That was when the nightmares began.

The nightmares were relentless and dogged, but they all had a thread of commonality, that was the fact they were about Denova. Denova would be fucking me hard, his satisfying dick thrusting into me. Except, I wasn’t sexually aroused by Denova anymore, so I was uncharacteristically dry and thus it was rough and uncomfortable.

His face hovered over me, laughing maniacally, practically dripping drool on my face. He’d bite me, often hard enough to draw blood, but my body seemed frozen and unable to resist his sadistic whims. He’d hit me, punch me, slap me, and all I did was lie there and take it. He was stronger than me, bigger than me. I didn’t have any choice. The thoughts of using my skills were completely beyond me in these moments.

Tears fell down my cheeks as I made whimpering sounds. The worst part was that despite the brutality of it all, I was still being ravaged by a man, and that meant it sexually felt good. However, everything was wrong with it, and the fact that I enjoyed it, even at a fundamental level, caused me to hate myself even more.

That was when I woke with a start. Min was holding me and wiping the tears from my cheeks. I was breathing hard and covered in sweat. I wasn’t at my most attractive, but Min still held me close, despite my unflattering appearance.

My body ached all over as if all the abuse I had received had been real. I hurt, yet felt sexually excited as well. With Min next to, and my turmoiled heart needing comfort, it seemed like a no-brainer. My hands went up Min’s shirt as I felt her body. Her work with the guards had actually caused her body to grow fit. She was considerably more muscular now, and her hands had grown callouses on them where they had once been soft. They were still soft, but they were different. More manly.

It was when my hand slipped into her pants when I found something surprising. She was a he. Instead of the expected vagina, my hand ran into a pair of balls and cock. As if responding to my touch that cock started to harden in my hands. I was still half asleep, so as I played with Min’s cock, my mind tried to make sense of the situation.

I finally remembered that the previous day, Min had acquired the synthetic cock from Pratter and Sandor. That’s right. Min was wearing the device, even in the middle of the night.

“You’re wearing it even when you go to sleep?” I asked.

“Mm…” Min nodded. “Whenever vessë needs it, I’ll be ready.”

I gave a smile, and for a brief second I felt like crying again. However, this time it was oddly not from fear, but a surge of love and happiness.

“Min?” I asked.

“Hm?”

“I need it right now.”

As I started straddling Min’s cock, which was around seven inches, a perfect size for her body. Any larger and she’d start to look disproportioned. The pain in my chest and back hurt, causing me to realize I must have thrashed pretty badly in my nightmare. As I ignored the pain and enjoyed my lover, an idea popped in my head.

“Min, we’ll need to start seriously training tomorrow,” I said, and then grimaced, “But I don’t know if you’re going to like it.”

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Just a Guy in Space – Chapter 2

Just a Guy in Space

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Chapter 2

Gus grew bored of staring at the pinkish haze in front of him. His world had shrunk to this bed, the overhead lights and the field. He had fiddled with the console to no avail and was now leaning back on the bed, hands crossed behind his head.

Well, I’m not dead yet and there hasn’t been any probing, anal or otherwise, so I guess I’m safe.

He noticed the flurry of activity from the shadows beyond the field and suddenly three of the shadows left, leaving behind a newcomer who got busy fiddling with whatever instrument was out there. He was quite curious and pressed his face against the forcefield. He was lucky none of the fields he encountered were dangerous. He only felt a slight tingle on his skin while touching them.

Hey… I wonder…

He peered at the field. If he could feel a tingle on his skin then… what about other, more sensitive parts of his body?

What does it taste like?

His mouth split in a mischievous grin.

* * *

Sil Nubo was busying herself with the scanner. She had run a preliminary check on the xenos, ran it again, then decided to do some light maintenance on the systems. Every reading she was picking up from her subject was wrong. She had the data from the scout probe running in parallel on another console and she tried to correlate what her scanner was reading with what the probe had picked up.

She frowned, her ears twitching in dismay. The captain was right. It really was a category thirteen planet. High gravity, about ten times what her homeworld of Dith had, hostile and carnivorous fauna, hostile flora, unstable environment, so on and so forth. She could hardly believe her eyes.

The scanners chimed, indicating their readiness after completing the self-maintenance sub-routine. It picked up the exact same results for the third time. Sil decided her instruments were working perfectly fine and the xenos was simply…as surprising as the readings were showing.

She looked up from the console to see the xenos licking the containment field.

What is it doing? Is it hungry? Even if it were hungry why would it lick that? Is that a xenos custom? Should I stop it? That tongue looks pretty tasty.

A million thoughts were running through her head as she observed it licking the field then shudder. It obviously liked that and repeatedly licked it.

“Lieutenant Nubo, I have successfully decrypted the xenos language. Adding to translator data matrix.” The cold, robotic voice paused for an instant before continuing. “Data matrix successfully updated. Contacting ship captain.”

“Thank you AI. That was quicker than expected. I can speak to it now, can’t I?”

“Warning. Contact with new species of xenos is not recommended without a full support team. Advice. Wait for full support team to arrive.”

“Yes, yes. A few questions won’t hurt, will they?” Sil had a feral grin on her face as she looked at her test subject. “Wait – what is it doing? Is it taking its clothes off?”

“Calculating. There is a 78% probability that the xenos is taking its clothes off.”

Sil started a full holo recording on her personal datapad and softly spoke in her transmitter. “Subject zero zero has started taking its clothes off. The purpose of that is unknown. I suspect it is an instinctive and ritualistic behaviour. It is probably trying to alleviate stress and nervousness through – AI, what is that?” she asked, voice full of shock.

“Calculating. Based on physiology similarity to known species, there is a 57% chance that the xenos is displaying its reproductive appendage.”

But it’s too big for a reproductive organ. Sil’s mind was boggled. What is it doing now? It’s holding that organ and moving its hand all over it.

“AI, can you figure out what it’s doing?”

“Calculating. 35% chance that it is engaging in a mating ritual. 25% chance that it is engaging in a mating display. 13% chance that it is engaging in a threat display.”

Mating ritual? But it can’t see outside the field. What is it trying to mate with? I need more data.

“AI, lower the visibility field.”

* * *

Gus was rubbing his cock all over the pink field. It made his glans tingle deliciously. Admittedly, he shouldn’t be rubbing one out right in this situation but hey, he really had nothing better to do. The pleasurable sensation was threatening to send him over the edge but he employed his not inconsiderable willpower to slowing the advent of his orgasm.

This forcefield business is working out pretty well actually.

He started rubbing his cock head in circles on the field and nearly splooshed everywhere but he held back when suddenly the field shifted from opaque pink to a clear surface. He was so surprised he flinched back and hit the bed behind him, letting go of his junk and trying to pull his pants up.

Dammit! I was just getting to the good part!

He looked up, eyebrows scrunched in a scowl and froze.

Is that…

He blinked and rubbed his eyes. Yes, it was still there. The newcomer was staring at him from across the field. He whooped with laughter and saw her jump back and press something on her belt.

Ha ha ha, yes!! THERE’S AN HONEST TO GOD CATGIRL IN FRONT OF ME!!!

He finished pulling his pants up, smiled and waved at her. She (and it was definitely a she) has triangular cat ears on her head, with green cat eyes (complete with vertical irises) and white-streaked, orange fur all over her arms. Her face was as cute as a button and she nervously licked her lips at his scrutiny. Her uniform was doing nothing to hide the large lumps that were her breasts and her slim figure. He could see her tail lashing in what he assumed was a nervous tick, just like cats on Earth. Her hands ended in delicate-looking fingers, with small tufts of orange fur on the back. She was about 150 cm tall and nervously approached the field.

You know what, fuck it! I’ve no clue when I’m going to get a chance like this again!

He hastily dropped his pants and released the kraken. The catgirl flinched as he stared at her with a feverish gaze. His fist was stroking his pole at mach speed and he was rubbing its head on the field for maximum pleasure. He started moaning and closed his eyes, picturing her sucking on his balls and he unleashed a torrent of hot cum all over the forcefield.

He sucked in a shuddering breath and leaned back on the bed, feeling the afterglow of one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever had. He eventually opened his eyes to see her face juxtaposed with his dripping cum.

Holy shit, that’s hot. I wonder if she knows what I did. Better hope not.

He wiped himself with his shirt and pulled his pants up. He was debating what to do when he heard her speak.

“Greetings. I am Lieutenant Sil Nubo, science officer of the Pride of Vanatu. Was that a mating ritual?”

He stared at her.

Just stared.

She repeated her question and he suddenly realised that it wasn’t her voice he was hearing. He looked up, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Are you talking to me through a computer?”

“Affirmation. I am the Pride of Vanatu’s onboard mainframe AI. I am currently acting as an intermediary to translate Lieutenant Sil Nubo’s words.”

“Cool! What’s your name? What do you do here? How can you speak my language now? Where did you come from? What am I doing here? Is this a spaceship? Sil Nubo, is that the catgirl over there?” He paused, barely sucking in a breath before the voice interrupted him again.

“I am the Pride of Vanatu’s onboard mainframe artificial intelligence. You are currently on the starship Pride of Vanatu of the New Intergalactic Coalition of Sonder. I have extrapolated your language from the data scanned by one of our scout probes. I am not authorised to reveal more.”

The voice paused before continuing.

“Greetings. I am Lieutenant Sil Nubo, science officer of the Pride of Vanatu. Was that a mating ritual?”

He blinked. He guessed the catgirl was trying to communicate.

“Hello, I’m Gus, from Earth. Yeah, nah, that wasn’t a… uh… wasn’t a mating ritual. It’s just something I do when I’m stressed. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t mention that to anyone else.”

There was a delay as she processed what he said.

“My salutations, Gus from earth. What kind of earth are you from? If that wasn’t a mating ritual then what was it?”

“No, no, Earth is the planet I’m from.” He pointed at the TV showing Earth slowly spinning in orbit. “And that … ritual was something very private. I thought no one was around, so I was indulging myself,” he quickly lied, trying to cover up the fact that he had in fact masturbated harder once he saw her.

She was very close to the forcefield now. She was staring at his still dripping cum and licking her lips. That is one sexy cat. She reached out and touched the field, as if trying to scoop up his cum. He grinned.

“You know what Sil Nubo? I’d be happy to show you that ritual once we’re somewhere more private.”

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Just a Guy in Space – Chapter 1

Just a Guy in Space

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Chapter 1

“The probe’s data was corrupted Captain. There’s no other explanation.”

Captain Echina stared at the Kmigar officer playing with his console. “You mean to tell me that the near indestructible data packets from the scout probes, engineered to record and transmit data at near-total fidelity after eons of research, have somehow ceased to function?”

“Yes.”

Her already fraying nerves were dangerously close to sparking an interspecies conflict on her ship. “Explain that to me please,” she said, mentally praising her restraint.

“The data itself is fine as in we can actually read it. It’s just completely garbled. None of it makes sense. According to gossip you caught a sapiant in the packet’s transfer, yes?” He continued after seeing her nod. “A sapiant species could not possibly have evolved on that planet if the data packet is accurate.”

“How so?”

“Well Captain… If I’m reading this right – and I am – then this planet is a category thirteen.”

Stunned silence.

Category thirteen. That’s…

“That’s not possible.”

Lieutenant Xar’usk clicked his mandibles. The transmitter translated that as an amused chuckle. “As I was saying, the data was corrupted.”

Echina turned to the viewscreen on the wall and stared at the blue planet. “You said there were many large settlements on the planet’s surface? And there is a thriving flora and fauna?”

Xar’usk clicked his mandibles in agreement. Lieutenant Lashqran was frowning, probably thinking about the same thing she was. “I guess the bug is right. Sapiant species don’t pop up on category thirteen planets.”

The bug in question bristled his mandibles at the slur but Echina beat him to the punch. “Lieutenant Lashqran! That kind of xeno-slurring is punishable by a reprimand!”

“Apologies Captain. I didn’t mean to say that,” Lashqran said without the faintest trace of contrition.

Echina returned to her musing, all the while staring at the planet. After a few minutes of silence she frowned.

“Xar’usk, what if the data is right?”

“As I said, it’s impossible.”

“Hypothetically speaking.”

He sighed. “Captain, even in a hypothetical situation, life on a category thirteen planet is impossible.” He turned to the viewscreen. “They don’t call them death worlds for nothing.”

* * *

Gus was lying down on what he assumed was a galactic standard bunk in what passed for a galactic standard jail in these parts of space. And it was clearly space he was in. A quick peek through those TVs confirmed it. He had been escorted by three of the green men to his present abode but they’d left him alone after that.

He got up and started pacing in his cell. The aliens were as clearly flummoxed by the situation as he was because no one had shown up to speak to him at all since he’d been … teleported? The most important thing to do now was to figure out how to communicate. He wouldn’t mind seeing more of that green chick though. He grinned, thinking of her delicious figure then instantly frowned. He lifted his shirt and inspected his smooth stomach, courtesy of a very strict student diet: instant ramen and orange juice. He wasn’t winning any bodybuilding prizes anytime soon.

He kept pacing. They clearly had a spoken language and there were other species of aliens on board. He’d caught more than a few utterly shocked eyes as he made his way down here. There were a few … bugs for lack of a better word and he’d even seen a huge rock-shaped thing trudging along in the hallways. Since they all seemed to speak a different language (the bugs mostly clicked their mandibles and the rock sounded like the crunch of gravel), there had to be some sort of translator in play. He’d read enough space opera books to know this much. The greenmen were the vast majority though. Perhaps they were to more predominant species in space?

He started feeling light-headed. And man, he was hungry as well. He sat down and the feeling got worst. The light-headedness was coming faster now and he started panting, like he was out of breath.

Great, I’m drowning on land. In space, I mean. I mean… You know what I mean.

“Can I get some help in here!” he screamed.

He started banging on the forcefield keeping him in the cell. It did him no good, the sounds was dampened to a very low thud. “I need some help!” he whizzed. All of a sudden the rough plastic look-alike surface he found himself kneeling on was looking mighty attractive.

So tired… I’ll just… rest my eyes… for a bit…

The plastic rushed to him. The impact knocked him out.

* * *

He woke up to the gentle prodding of a cold finger on his side. He slowly cracked an eye open. He was no longer in his cell and on some sort of bed. He slowly got up and looked around. The cold finger was in fact a metal needle that was repeatedly trying to poke him in the ribs.

He swatted it away and rubbed at his sore ribs. What were they trying to do? Around him a pinkish field shimmered into view. Great, more forcefields. He got off the bed and noticed that he was breathing much more easily than in his cell. He took a deep breath and stretched.

He examined the bed. It was as big a king-sized single bed, with protrusions at the top and bottom. One of them held a screen and a keyboard. He randomly poked them and heard a harsh chime when he touched a button. It didn’t seem to like that so he left it alone.

He looked around some more, trying to see beyond the pink field. There were some vague, shadowy figures moving around him, so he definitely had an audience.

He waved and saw one of the shadows stop.

“Hello friends,” he cheerfully said. “I come in peace!”

* * *

“Captain, it’s speaking.”

“Yes Xar’usk. I have ears.”

The alien was… not so strange, now that she looked at it more closely. It was a quadriform and bipedal just like an Agaraxian. Its skin was brownish however, with light fur on its forearms and what appeared to be hair on its head. There was more hair (or fur?) on its face, around the lips and jaw. Inquisitive, black eyes darted around the room, trying to see through the containment field. It was taller than a female Agaraxian but shorter than a male one.

She turned to lieutenant Xar’usk. “Any luck with the translator?”

He clicked his mandibles in negation. “AI is parsing the data collected by the probe in an effort to collate a large enough vocabulary to be of use. It may take some time but I expect it shouldn’t take more than a few hours or so.”

“Well, in the meantime call Lieutenant Nubo. Have her run a basic check on the xenos. We got lucky it didn’t die in its cell and I don’t want any more surprises.”

Lashqran nodded and within minutes a dainty Dinpth scientist joined them. Her prehensile tail was lashing left and right in excitement and her green eyes were practically glowing as she stared at the xenos in the containment field. She stood ramrod-straight and snapped a smart salute, right fist banging on the left breast.

“Lieutenant Sil Nubo reporting in, captain! I am ready to dissect, analyse and dissect at a moment’s notice!”

Echina sighed. “There’s no need for dissection Lieutenant. We can simply perform a deep tissue scan.”

Sil frowned and clicked her tongue. “Science is all about dissection captain! How can I call myself a scientist if I don’t cut something up?!”

Echina felt the familiar headache associated with dealing with lieutenant Sil Nubo coming on. “Just do a general check and contact us as soon as AI has finished tweaking the translator. Don’t approach it and don’t lower the field at any cost. Remember, it comes from what appears to be a category thirteen planet. So far it looks harmless but we’re not taking any chances.”

“Roger, Captain!” Sil snapped to attention once more then began to fiddle with the scanner.

I hope she doesn’t really end up dissecting him.

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