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The Ladies Gang Puppet Leader: Chapter 3
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The Ladies Gang Puppet Leader: chapter two
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She walks up to me slowly, her face has hatred etched into it.
“You just need to know that you have only two choices: either you work for me or you die, now choose,” She says while resting a gun on my forehead.
This is so fucked up…
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(A few hours earlier)
“Fuck…” I mutter to myself, closing my eyes yet again, trying to fall asleep.
It is already 5 o’clock in the morning and still, I can’t sleep. Well, I am so nervous that sleep is probably the last thing that is going to come to me; no matter how much I wish for it.
As a precaution, I even took some sleeping pills last night.
I don’t know why but I had a bad premonition that this would happen.
You must be wondering, why am I trying so hard to fall asleep, right?
Because today is probably the biggest day of my life.
If I succeed today, I will become the happiest guy on Arasia…
And if I fail? I will commit suicide.
No, wait, that would be too extreme.
I don’t think I have what it takes to commit suicide, but I am sure I would be devastated and my whole life would probably be destroyed.
You might be thinking, what the heck am I going to do?
I am going to propose a girl.
Not just any girl, mind you, the most beautiful girl in my high school; Lily Storm.
She’s not just beautiful, she’s the most popular person in my school too. Every girl in my school wants to be her friend and every guy wants to date her.
Though fortunately for me, she only entertains the former.
Her father is a big businessman too. He holds a considerable amount of influence in our school, though, mostly through donations.
After a male teacher got sacked for passing a sexual comment on her, people started looking at her in awe and fear.
Now, people might think that I must be some hot looking rich dude with ladies throwing themselves at me wherever I go, just because I am even thinking about proposing a girl like her(Well, to be honest, they do throw at me, not themselves but things, when they find me annoying and want to hit me).
Yes, this might be the qualification, one needs, to even get a chance at a girl like Lily.
But sadly, I am none of that.
I belong to a middle-class family. My mother is a housewife and my father is a simple employee at a company.
Though I don’t look that bad, I am nothing special either. I manage to pass the exams every time but my grades are average, a bit on the lower side, but never mind.
The point is, no one would ever expect a guy like me to propose to a girl like Lily.
And even if someone like that does propose to her, only a rejection would await him.
Now, you might think, why I am so nervous when the fate of my proposal is already decided, shouldn’t I already give up?
No, hah, because I am different.
I have a trump card that no other guy has: I’m her childhood friend.
We met when we both were 11. The meeting was but by chance; I was going to the market when a saw a girl around my age silently crying in front of a closed shop.
She looked so cute and beautiful, even while crying, that it was love at first sight. I decided that day that this girl is going to be my wife (I was a kid, okay).
I walked up to her with, trying to look like an adult (which I am sure I failed miserably) and asked her why she was crying.
It turned out, that she came to the market with her mother to buy something but she somehow got separated and don’t know the way home.
This is my chance, I thought at that time.
How many times a guy gets such a chance to be a hero in front of a beautiful girl like this.
After that we searched the entire market (hand-in-hand, by the way, I nearly died of joy) for her mother; I finally managed to reunite them and in turn, made a friend out of her.
And my friendship with her is still paying off, even 6 years later. Even my admission in this prestigious school is by her father’s recommendation.
There is no way they would have taken me in looking at my grades.
Even in school, I am the only guy she talks to and she even spends more time with me than her friends.
This gets me a lot of jealous and hateful looks from guys and girls alike, sometimes it even leading to bullying.
But I don’t mind in the slightest, because I have Lily and they don’t.
But still, being friends, even childhood friends, don’t guarantee that my proposal is going to be a success, right?
I thought of that a long time ago.
For the past few months, I have been sending subtle hints in my speech and behavior, that I might be thinking to propose to her.
And to be honest, I think I have been getting some positive feedback.
Even in all these years since we’ve been friends, I always tried never to get too much into her friend-zone.
I tried my hardest to maintain an atmosphere, where she was always conscious of me as a person of the opposite sex. I also make sure that she doesn’t get too comfortable around me in that way.
I once saw a nightmare where she came up to me and told me about this guy she likes as a friend would; I still get chills thinking about that.
Well, all-in-all, I am fairly confident that my efforts I put all these years have become fruitful. And if I propose to her now, she will most probably say yes.
Though I am confident, nervousness still comes uninvited and thus I am having a hard time falling asleep right now.
It’s only an hour left till my alarm would go off, shit, I won’t be able to look my best today in this sleep deprived state.
Even though I was preparing for it since a month before, I never thought that sleep would become my biggest enemy yet.
Hmm, I think there is no way I would fall asleep now, might as well get ready for school and check out my preparations again.
I look around my room in a daze, blinking my eyes several times, relieving them of the slight pain I am feeling due to lack of sleep, before standing up and moving towards my bathroom.
I brush my teeth vigorously, rinse my mouth several times with mouth-wash before getting into the shower.
Even though its nothing much, but still, I have to look my best today. Thinking that I lather up my whole body with soap, scrubbing it rigorously.
After drying up with a towel, I move out of the bathroom and start dressing up for school. I grab my school bag lying in the corner and stuff a few books while looking at the schedule today.
Now, it’s time to pack the most important thing.
I bend down and look under my bed. There it is, my prized gift, which I am going to propose Lily with. I carefully take out the royal blue colored box.
Even an idiot could tell just by looking at the box, that something expensive is inside it. But just in case, let me tell you what it is, it’s chocolate, but not just any chocolate, it is from an internationally famous shop, which makes a limited amount of these handmade high-quality chocolates every month.
Obviously, they go for a very high price, not only because they are of incredible quality, but also because there is a waiting list for over 6 months.
As you can guess, it’s even more difficult to get for a middle-class guy like me.
But I still got it, though, I had to work hard doing part-time jobs and I also save my monthly allowances for more than a year, but still, at least I got it.
Why? Because Lily once mentioned how much she liked these and how she couldn’t buy more because of the waiting list.
It will be a surprise for her to see these, I am sure.
And now, I can proudly say that I have been working on this proposal for years (though I won’t, as it may sound like I am a bit too obsessed with her).
I carefully put the chocolate inside my bag and opened the door of my room to go downstairs. My mum is already up and in the kitchen making breakfast.
She is a kind looking lady with a gentle air around her. Her body is slender and she has typical black hair and brown eyes.
I greeted my mother good morning and sat down on the dining table.
“You are up early, didn’t sleep well?” she asks with a little worried look on her face. I tell her it’s nothing and start eating my sandwich at a slightly faster pace than usual.
I walk out of my house and start heading towards my school. On the way, I picked some fresh red roses to give with the chocolate.
As I get closer to my destination, my nervousness also starts to rise proportionally. I can feel my hands shaking a bit.
After a few minutes walk, I can see the outline of my school. It’s still much early for anyone to be in there right now, but I need to calm myself down and practice what I am going to say in the proposal.
Well, the gates are open, so at least the guard is there.
I get past the gate but instead of going inside the school building, I walk towards the school grounds. Lily usually comes early to practice running with the other members of the athletic club.
I plan to meet her here and propose so that I can avoid getting those murderous glares from my classmates.
Even the thought of my classmates sends a shiver down my back. I don’t know how they will react but one thing is for sure, my already unfavorable image is going to fall even further.
I sit on one of the empty benches on the ground, from where I can see the entrance gate of the school. I don’t want Lily to suddenly appear before me when I am not ready.
She should come any minute now…
I feel a sudden sense of nausea and a feeling to puke rise up. Man, I shouldn’t have eaten those sandwiches.
Well, I can finally say; I have never been more nervous than this in my life.
I hear a faint laugh coming from the school gate. With a jerk I look up, there she is; Lily storm, walking in while talking to someone on her phone.
Suddenly, a fearful feeling rose inside me. Seeing her, out of nowhere, all the confidence I had till now blew up.
Her long silvery blond hair looks so beautiful fluttering in the wind. Her deep blue eyes seem so cheerful as she laughs. Her skin, as smooth and fair as a pearl, glowing in the morning rays of the sun. Even her figure is so lovely, I can see her big, bountiful breast even from this far. On top of her beautiful face, her curvaceous figure is the reason why so many guys and girls like her to the point of worship.
There is no way a girl so beautiful will ever say yes to me. All of my confidence was nothing but a farce.
I feel like, all the signs I have been seeing, thinking that she also likes me, were false. Maybe she didn’t even understand that I was trying to flirt with her all along.
Though I am the only guy she talks to in school, maybe that’s because she thinks I will never hit on her?
Or it may be so because she knows, that we are so far apart that no matter how much I try, we will never be together.
Fuck, just stop thinking, I tell myself. I have already decided, whatever happens, there is no going back.
Today, I will either become her boyfriend or will never see her again.
I know, that may sound extreme, but if that happens, our friendship will never be the same.
And I also prefer not to stick around; I don’t think that my heart can handle if another guy takes away the girl I love so dearly in front of my eyes.
Oh my god, she is coming this way. I don’t think she has noticed me.
So, here it comes, the moment of my life.
*THUD*
I hear a dull sound of something hard hitting on a surface.
A strong pain appears on my head and a sudden sense of numbness spread throughout my body; my consciousness is fading away as I slowly fall to the ground…
I was born to fap. Rather, I was born fapping.
When I exited my mother’s womb, when I took my first breath, when I cried for the first time and even when I fell asleep in my mother’s embrace…
I refused to let go of my dick.
It was then that my parents realized that I was destined for great things.
Greatly erotic things.
They tried their best to curb my perversions as all parents are wont to do.
They cut my allowance, they threw away my porn, they restricted my internet access…
They tried, they really did…
But my faith was stronger than theirs.
In the end, they resigned themselves to being the parents of a masturbation addict.
One day, as I was milking my snake for the fifth time that day, the first of the nuclear bombs that started the chain explosions that wiped out all life on earth dropped right on top of our house.
I died.
I was born fapping. I died fapping.
A samsara. A cycle.
Taken alone, each of these incidents might be enough to make a person a butt of sexual jokes throughout their lives.
But taken together, they created a miracle.
***
When I woke up, I found myself naked in a forest.
It was a really weird forest.
Like really, really weird.
First of all, it was an odd mix of conifers, deciduous and rainforest.
For instance, I saw a snow-covered pine growing right beside a bonsai sequoia.
Then, the colours were totally off.
I’m sure leaves aren’t supposed to be hot pink.
If I removed my gaze from a particular patch of vegetation, the moment I turned back, it would change.
Trippy.
Psychedelic.
Like what I usually do when I’m stressed out, I reached down and began to stroke myself.
So, there I was in a forest straight out of a druggie’s dream, walking around naked while beating my stick.
…
I heard a rustling from behind me.
I turned around swiftly to find myself facing a girl with vines for hair, leafy wings and a tail that was actually a vine tipped with a leaf.
Welp, there’s a succubus-alarune hybrid if I ever saw one.
We stood there, two naked people.
One a fantasy creature of unearthly beauty, one a horny boy.
We stood there facing each other… and I masturbated.
More rustling.
One after the other, girls started appearing out of the woods as though they had been spirited there by magic.
They were all different.
Height, body type, hair colour, eye colour, skin colour…
Different.
Except for the common ground that they all had a pair of wings and a tail.
They stood there with dilated pupils and flaring noses as they watched me do what I do best…
Fap.
Then as one, they got down on all fours and crawled up to me, their eyes fixed on my dick.
If this was a wet dream, it was my best yet.
It seems that my imagination had upgraded when I hadn’t noticed.
I sped up my strokes as I felt my balls contract.
With a spike of pleasure that made my legs tremble, I shot my thick, hot load on the faces of the girls that were within an inch of my dick by that time.
They gasped in surprise at the suddenness of my climax, especially the alarune-succubus hybrid whose face was directly in the way of my cum when I shot.
She got the most of my cum on her face.
Her pink tongue darted out and licked a bit of the white stuff from her lips.
Closing her eyes, her face devolved into one of ecstasy.
The same for the other girls that had all put my semen in their mouths.
Suddenly they all woke from their blissful states and began tussling amongst each other for my cum.
It was super hot.
I just stood there dumbly and watched as several naked women with exotic and magical features wrestled each other for my cum.
My softening dick grew harder in my hand as I watched a girl, with pure white feathery wings and a white tail tipped with a bunch of feathers, lick some of my cum out of the navel of a girl with scarlet dragon horns, leathery black-red wings and a classic succubus tail.
Suddenly, the girls all froze and turned towards me in unison, startling me.
“Master.” “Lord.” “Saviour.”
They called out to me at once.
“Fuck us.”
…
Well, as this was a dream… definitely a dream.
I might as well grant their wishes.
At least I’d finally lose my virginity in my fantasies.
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「STOP!」
Suddenly, a loud voice rang out in the forest, bouncing off the trees and growing louder and louder until all I could hear was the voice.
All of us clapped our hands over our ears, groaning in pain.
Even then, I felt like a hammer was repeatedly rapping my brain.
I dropped to my knees.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the sound tailed off, leaving a deafening silence behind.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I got to my feet.
Really, I wasn’t going to be so lucky.
This wasn’t a dream, rather a nightmare.
Tantalizing me with the promise of gratuitous sex before slamming the door in my face.
Looking around, I was surprised to see the Succubi were still there, slowly clambering to their feet.
I’d half expected them to vanish.
My eyes were drawn to the three that were closest to me… and had gotten the biggest share of my cum in their faces.
The leafy-succubus, the dragon-succubus and the feathery-succubus.
Now that I took a closer look at them, I realized that they fit the stereotypes of their respective bases almost perfectly.
The thing about alarunes, dryads, and their ilk was that they came in two versions:
The MILF and the tiny.
All the art I’d ever browsed for them either had a motherly woman with massive breasts, birthing hips and a gentle expression on her face.
Or, they had an underdeveloped body oozing innocence – preferably with flowers and whatnot in the frame to further accentuate this feature.
Well, I guess plants, nurture and innocence went well with each other…
This version in front of me seemed to be a sort of mashup of the two types –
Leaf (placeholder name) had the innocent face of a child, complete with baby-fat, and a body that would make mothers hide their sons.
Her hair was quite interesting – a curly mop that on closer scrutiny seemed to be made up of the twining tendrils that you’d see on climbing vines like peas and grapes. It was styled in a boyish bob that further drew attention to her face.
Her eyes were a beautiful green with subtle vein patterns running through them – like you’d see if you held a leaf up to sunlight. They were kinda blank right now, without any focus – as if she was staring at something in the distance.
The wings at her back were each made up of a single broad leaf that folded behind her back. Despite there being no wind, they swayed gently as though brushed by a breeze.
My eyes fell on her massive assets. Massive, gravity-defying assets. Things that made you wonder how she even managed to balance herself when she walked.
Well, I guess having wings would counterbalance it. Was that why all these Succubi were stacked?
An evolutionary advantage?
I shook my head internally. Searching for logic in a dream… yeah…
For all I knew, it could be push-up magic at work… or a No-Sag rune.
Going lower, she had a bit of fat on her. I wouldn’t call her chubby exactly, but she did have some heft to her…
Rubenesque. That was the word I was looking for.
A light green fuzz covered her privates looking like freshly mown grass. And below that, her thunder thighs…
I quite liked how detailed this dream was. I’d expected things to be more fuzzy and ever-changing like the trees around us.
For a brief instant, the thought that this might not be a dream rose in my mind.
I scoffed internally. It had to be.
Even though that voice had hurt?
My heart rate began to speed up…
Nah… just a very real dream. People have lucid dreams all the time. Yup. Just a dream… What else could it even be?
Having convinced myself, just as I was going to study the other girls, I felt someone push me hard from behind.
I stumbled, nearly face-planting but managed to stay upright.
When I tried to turn around to see who it was, a clawed hand grabbed the back of my neck in a vice-grip and began pushing me forward.
I tried to pry the hand off even as I tripped and stumbled through the undergrowth of the forest in the direction I was being shoved.
My captor growled and the claws dug into my neck. It fricking hurt.
I got the message.
Walk or die.
I decided to walk. Even if it was a dream, it still hurt.
From behind me, I heard the sound of multiple footsteps and feminine whispers. The Succubi were following us.
Hmm… were they taking me to their coven for some sort of fell demonic ritual?
And that loud voice… was it their Matriarch or something? Did she take an interest in me and had the girls bring me over?
Did the old cow want to eat the tender grass?
I guess I’d find out soon enough because the psychedelic forest thinned and opened out into a broad clearing that had a gigantic white tree in it.
The bark, the leaves… everything was milky white in colour and the trunk was hella broad.
It wasn’t that tall, the height of an average oak, but its gnarled trunk would need more than ten adults hugging it to circle its girth.
A dim mist wound around the entire clearing.
Feather-girl went forward, appearing in my line of sight, and placed her palm on the trunk. She chanted something under her breath and all the mist was sucked into the trunk.
A door opened in the trunk and warm yellow light spilled out of it.
The girl entered and following her, my captor frog-marched me through the entrance.
The interior of the room was broader than it should have been possible.
In fact, the dimensions were all wrong. It wasn’t circular like the tree trunk implied.
It was a really long hall with pillars lining both sides of the central walkway.
Torches in sconces, gleaming suits of armour (samurai armour – because that’s the coolest kind) and at the far end of the hall, a raised podium with a throne on it.
This was totally a royal audience chamber – albeit with a mashup of eastern and western elements like the xuan paper folding-screen behind the throne that had a Chinese-style ink painting on it.
Even the throne was more of an ornate sofa with a figure lying down lazily atop it.
..
…
It’s confirmed… this can’t be real. Because, I just saw the woman of my dreams.
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We all have one.
An ideal of beauty – all our fetishes rolled into one.
For some, it might be their favourite movie star, for others, it might be some character out of a book, comic or anime. And some people just like tentacles.
For me, though, it was easy. Someone had already created the character and the first time I saw her, I was smitten.
I’m not a picky guy about my fap material but if I had to pick one thing that would get me harder than any other… it’d be Ahri from League of Legends.
I’m a sucker for fox-girls and she is a nine-tailed monster fox with those thin foxy eyes, fluffy ears and those nine gorgeous tails. It’s no wonder I fell for her.
Any doujin, no matter how badly drawn, involving her as a character could get a rise out of me.
I also like the colour black.
The woman in front of me looked like Ahri in the flesh, except that she had jet-black hair instead of the original’s blonde and her tails too were phantoms composed of the darkest shadow, phasing through each other and the back of the sofa-throne as they waved languidly behind her as she lay on it.
I’ve always wondered how you’d fit more than one physical tail on a tailbone. There just isn’t enough space. Having the tails be energy constructs makes so much more sense. Just add the caveat that they are even fluffier than physical tails to the touch and there you have it.
The woman raised her upper body slowly, displaying her soul-stirring curves. She yawned and stretched lazily, nearly making her ample chest pop out of her loosely tied kimono. I saw a large swathe of fair skin and just a flash of pink before she lowered her arms and turned towards me.
Her half-lidded scarlet eyes locked onto me and I nearly jizzed my pants… though I wasn’t wearing any at the moment.
The lazy character archetype and the traditional courtesan getup. Each one an arrow into my heart.
When she spoke, her voice had a magnetic hoarseness that sent tingles up my spine. 10/10. She had been practically tailored to my tastes.
「Welcome…」 she said, her voice the same as the one that had reverberated through the forest. 「I am Erotica.」
My. What a curious name.
「Lena, you can let the boy go now…」
The grip on my neck was released and with a snort, Lena walked past me and took her place near one of the pillars.
Lena turned out to be the dragoness-succubus and she seemed miffed at me about something.
Why though? It wasn’t like I forced her to crawl up to me and stick her face near my dick.
Following her lead, the rest of the girls including Feather and Leaf (I need to learn what to call them) walked over to their respective pillars and stood at attention, leaving me facing their Queen (matriarch?) – Erotica.
There were twelve in total but before I could check them out, Erotica spoke again.
「Your world is dead.」
She seemed prone to sensationalistic statements.
「The entirety of the Earth has been destroyed by the chain explosion of all the nuclear bombs in the world. Some idiot pressed a red button and set off a large number of bombs. Another idiot was forced to retaliate and press his own red button. Then everyone and their mother was mashing doomsday buttons like it was the nitrous trigger in NFS.」
Ooo… a gamer… and racing games at that. She kept getting better and better.
「Not even cockroaches survived in most parts of the world. Only a few deep-sea creatures managed to maintain a feeble existence, but they will soon die in the coming nuclear winter. Basically, everyone is dead.」
Oh? Then I’m dead too? Is this supposed to be the ‘meet goddess, get cheat’ section of the plot?
As if reading my mind, Erotica answered.
「Yes. In a way, this is that section. I am a Goddess of sorts and I need you to champion my cause so I’ll be granting you your ‘cheat’ so you can assist me better.」
How… uninspired. I need a better imagination if even my dreams are going to be this cliché. Let me guess… the cheat will be one of the girls.
「The cheat will be a girl of your choice from among them.」
No, seriously? Ohh. Wait! I know. This is where I use the loophole in her wording and choose her!
Just as I was about to open my mouth, she added:
「Except me.」
Fuck. Mind reading is cheating.
“What’s the lore anyway?” I asked.
This dream seemed to be really interactive… let’s see what explanation it throws up.
「Souls exist… they just haven’t been detected yet.」
Right. It’d be souls this time around, huh?
Just like mana, ki, chakra and all that mystical stuff, it’s probably a plot device that allows authors to break science in their fics.
Erotica continued –
「Whenever any living organism dies, their souls disintegrate into aether and float up to join an undetected layer just above the stratosphere. Over the millions of years that life has existed – trilobites to humans –souls have added to the layer, making it thicker and thicker.」
「The more sentient the creature the stronger the soul – human souls are top quality.」
「Finally, with the population boom of humans, the layer finally crossed a critical point and turned into a Dreamland. Whenever you dream, you are actually travelling into the Dreamland and experiencing the scenery there.」
「Over the years, influenced by human imagination, the Dreamland has been differentiated into several sectors – or genres.」
「Fantasy. Horror. Sci-fi.」
A look of distaste appeared on her face.
「Romance.」
She pointed to herself.
「And finally, Erotica.」
「Oh, there were several other sub-genres like Mystery and Psychological for Horror. LitRPG and Cultivation for Fantasy. Space opera and Robot Rebellion for Sci-fi. But they all got absorbed into the main sectors.」
She clenched her teeth.
「Romance – that bitch – even had the gall to call me her offshoot. More like she is a branch of mine! And where did that arrogance get her in the end? Carved up by the three others like a piece of meat.」
Whoa! This was getting serious. The anger and sadness rolling off her was palpable.
「Anyway, because of the flashy suicide of humanity, dragging down the rest of the world’s flora and fauna, the Dreamland now lacks a source. And without a source we will wither away.
「We did get a huge influx of souls. If we use the aether from the souls, we can stabilize a single sector and make it permanent. Obviously, we couldn’t decide which one that should be. So, we set up a gambling house.」
「We each get to select a single champion from the incoming souls before they turn into aether and make them represent us in the competition. The winner will get the Holy Grail which contains all the aether gathered after the explosions.」
「You, boy, are my champion.」
I was slowly starting to get more and more nervous. Somehow, this seemed too real. Too detailed to be just a dream. There had to be some flaw that would prove this wasn’t real…
Reading about this kind of stuff was fun and all but actually living it wasn’t funny. I wasn’t ready to live a life full of danger.
“W-why me?! If this is so important, then why choose me?”
Erotica pointed at my crotch.
「Maybe, because you haven’t let go of your dick the entire time I was talking.」
I looked down. It was true. I still had my shaft clutched tightly in my fist like a lifeline. I couldn’t help it. This was stressful. And fapping was my coping mechanism.
I thought about letting go… but I didn’t feel like it.
Erotica quirked a brow when, even after it being pointed out, I didn’t take away my hand.
She shrugged.
「Anyway, more seriously, you were the horniest virgin I could find in the world. And if even the horniest virgin in the world can’t save the porn industry… then we are doomed.」
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I was mucking around in my old hard drive and I found this.
The concept I had for this was kinda like terror infinity where he gets sent on missions with one of his twelve partners to different genre worlds.
Here’s an example –
Partner: Leaf
Mission choices –
「Fantasy」 – Elven Forest
「Sci-fi」 – Biochemical Forest
「Horror」 – Putrefying forest
Mission objective –
Seduce the major female characters until the genre of the world changes to Erotica and it can be absorbed by the goddess.