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It was a dark night among nights. The hiss of static filled the air, and an old CRT illuminated the corner of a messy bedroom. The movie it was playing had long since ended, but the viewer hadn't noticed. Even as the VCR clicked, and a red light beeped on the front, the lone figure in the room didn't look its way.Clara sat hunched over her computer, rock music echoing out from cheap earbuds. The music drowned out the static of the TV, but she wouldn't have noticed it even without her earbuds. With a single minded focus, she clicked on link after link, staring at her monitor through a pair of thick glasses.Each link was saved into a notepad, and the line-entries numbered more than ten thousand. With flushed cheeks, she copied another link, then another. Her fingers shifted over the crotch of her shorts, rubbing herself a little harder with each new addition to her treasury.It was a familiar ritual to her. She browsed a porn site, edging herself as she found new videos to watch. Each one she saved made her heart race, and a hot flushing heat filled her cheeks. At any moment, she felt like she might topple over the edge, but she kept herself just shy of an orgasm.The journey was more fun than the destination, and each edge felt better than the last. The way the pleasure twitched through her sex, the way her clit throbbed with arousal, and the burning heat that built up below her navel—it made her head spin in the best way possible.She pressed down hard against the outside of her shorts, rubbing the thin material against her panties, and rubbing her thin panties over her mons. She was soaked, thighs clenched together, barely able to think as the arousal burned through every fiber of her being. Nothing could stop her lust-fueled mania, or so she thought.A pop up appeared on the screen in front of her.Her finger paused mid-click, eyes glancing at the obnoxious ad. Normally, she would have dismissed it instantly, but something felt different about it. Time slowed as she took in the advertisement.An enchanting pair of amethyst eyes stared out at her. A pair of purple-painted lips twisted into a knowing smile. The woman on the ad seemed to stare into her soul, beckoning to her. The sight of her made Clara's heart pound even harder.The flushing heat in her cheeks doubled in intensity. Her ears burned like twin candles. The smoldering sensation in her belly grew into a twitching, roiling mess of urges coursing between her legs. As she teetered at the edge of orgasm, Clara couldn't look away from the woman with her beautiful purple eyes."Welcome to Maple Chronicles Online! Select your starting location and begin your new story."The advertisement showed a simple greeting, and it asked her to select the starting location of a character in a game. In her drunken, lust-filled stupor, Clara clicked on it. It was the one thing she knew she shouldn't be doing. Her remaining brain cells screamed out from the back of her mind, telling her it was stupid. However, by the time she realized what she'd done, it was already too late. She had clicked on a porn site ad.What starting location did Clara select?
❌Village (Exhibitionism)
✅Forest (Tentacles)
❌Mountain (Lamia)
❌Plains (Slimes)
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A knock came at the door, ringing out once, twice, three times.Clara stiffened at the sound, and she looked away from her computer. With a curse, she pulled out her cheap headphones and tossed her I-Pod onto her bed. (Who could it possibly be?)She opened the door to her small studio apartment, but there was no one there. The cold, quiet street contained not a single soul—only a single blinking street lamp stood alone in the street. She began doubting if she really heard a knock when she noticed a package by her feet.A brown paper-wrapped box sat at her front door.She picked it up and carried it inside. The address and name were her own, so it wasn't a mistaken delivery, but she couldn't remember ordering anything recently. With a furrowed brow, she began unwrapping the package."No way..." She peeled away the brown paper to reveal a VR headset box.It had a brand she didn't recognize, and the outside was themed with a game she'd never played, but the large helmet-like image on the outside was most definitely a VR headset. She'd heard about them, but never imagined having one in her hands. With her limited income, it was the most she could do to afford an old laptop.She opened the box and pulled out the headset. However, as she looked it over, a chill ran down her spine. A large logo lay on one side, and it read 'Maple Chronicles Online'. The dark red letterings spelled the same name as the ad she clicked on.(Is this a coincidence?) She thought to herself. Clara glanced back at her laptop screen, but the ad had disappeared. It was back to the pornographic video she'd been watching."I must be going crazy," she said to herself, and she set the headset aside. "Perhaps I should go to bed for the night...""You've got mail!" A voice echoed out of her computer. She thought she had muted her speakers, but her mailbox announced an email, nonetheless.In her half-asleep state—cheeks flushed from her multi-hour edging session—Clara forgot to question how her muted computer had emitted such a sound, and she sat down at her desk. Reflexively, she switched to her mail program and looked at the new message.'You're invited to a private Beta—Maple Chronicles Online.'The email was at the top of her inbox. However, the receive date was from hours earlier. The timestamp was from the morning, and it mentioned the contents were time sensitive, but she didn't remember seeing it when she last checked her email.(Perhaps I missed it somehow.) Clara thought to herself, and she clicked into the email.The contents described a new VR MMO RPG that they wanted her to demo. It described the package she received, the headset, and asked her to look out for its arrival in the afternoon. It was three in the morning now, so she'd completely missed the delivery time, but Clara thanked her lucky stars she found the package when she did. There were times she didn't leave her apartment for days. Between semesters like this, it wouldn't have been impossible for the package to be left outside until the following week.Clara stood up and looked over the headset and packaging again. A small manualette lay inside the box and she picked it up. The outside cover had 'Maple Chronicles Online' printed in big bold letters, and the woman with purple eyes smiled next to it.With a slightly calmer mind than her earlier lust-fueled mania, she could examine the woman closer.She was the poster-girl for the game, or so Clara assumed. She wore a formfitting dress with plenty of cleavage exposed. The front of the dress plunged down to her navel, exposing her belly button, and the end cut off just past her hips, exposing much of her legs.On her head was a purple witch's hat, completing the mystical outfit. Her raven-dark hair was like Clara's, but her large busty chest was completely unlike the small breasts on her own body. In one hand, she wielded a thin wand, and she held a book in the other. Purple-painted nails adorned her fingers, and the color matched the same hue as her dress and hat. In fact, the same purple seemed to be a major theme for her, as her vivid amethyst eyes and purple lipstick formed a mono color palette for her outfit."I wish my chest was that large..." Clara said to herself, and her cheeks warmed as she stared at the massive breasts bulging within the witch's dress. A flicker of arousal built between her legs, reminding her of her half-finished masturbation session.(What should I do? Should I leave this tomorrow and go back to what I was doing? Or perhaps...) Clara glanced between the daintily clad witch and the glowing screen of her laptop."It wouldn't hurt to try this game... Just for a bit." She pushed away the packaging and picked up the VR headset. With a small flame of arousal still tingling between her legs, she laid down on her bed, and she put on the headset.With a 'click' the headset locked over her eyes. It was a perfect fit, even without adjustments, and the straps felt comfortable around her head."Vrnmmmmmm..." The headset spun up, and a bright light filled Clara's vision. Even without clicking any buttons, the interior screen lit up.(Is this what VR is like...?) She thought to herself, and her eyes widened in surprise. She felt a 'floating' sensation, like her weight melted away, and the sensation of the bed disappeared from beneath her."Welcome to Maple Chronicles Online!" A voice greeted her, and Clara found herself standing in a wide open blank space."Where am I? Where did my bedroom go?" Clara looked down at her hands and legs. She was wearing the same outfit as she remembered—a thin tank top and shorts. However, her surroundings had completely changed."You are still laying in bed at home. This is a virtual space for you to create your character and practice controlling your avatar." The voice sounded stilted and robotic, but it made sense from Clara's limited understanding of VR."Wow... I can move around, yet I'm laying down in the real world. How peculiar." Clara skipped around the void-like space, enjoying her new freedom of movement. Despite running around, she wasn't out of breath, and her body felt lighter than she'd ever felt."You may create an avatar. Please adjust the settings to your preference."A window appeared in front of Clara. It contained a picture of herself just as she appeared in the real world. She didn't know how they had gotten such a realistic image of her, but she assumed it must have been part of the magic of VR."I can adjust my body... Wow." Clara reached forward, adjusting her chest size. Without thinking, she immediately maxed out the slider, growing her breasts to quadruple their original size.In the real world, her petite chest was a point of concern for her. She enjoyed their sensitivity, and they were perky, but she always envied women with larger chests. As her breasts expanded, filling out her thin tank top and nearly spilling out of her top, Clara smiled."Wow..." With two hands, she groped herself, massaging the softness of her new breasts."Disclaimer. Avatar features may be exaggerated and density adjusted to avoid discomfort for the user.""Oh, I suppose the real things would be much heavier, huh." Clara released her breasts and they bounced on her chest. However, the real things would have hurt from dropping them like that. Even her petite breasts hurt if she tried to run with no support."Three minutes remaining for avatar creation," the robotic voice announced."Oh, I'd better finish up." Clara turned back to the screen. She thought of the purple-themed witch she had seen on the cover, and she began drawing out similar features. However, she didn't want to copy the poster girl completely. Instead, she began adjusting the color scheme.Where the purple witch had dark hair, Clara set her avatar to have red hair, and she selected a crimson dress and a crimson witch's hat to match. She added red-painted nails, red lipstick, and ruby-red eyes as well. It was a perfect copy as the cover-girl, but red."All done." Clara announced."Selection complete. Race: Human. Class: Witch. Starting Location: Forest." The robotic voice echoed out for the last time. "These details cannot be changed later. Would you like to confirm?""Yes." Clara nodded, and her surroundings blurred.—She appeared in the middle of a forest, wearing her form-fitting red dress. Like the purple witch, the neckline plunged down to her navel, revealing plenty of her now bountiful breasts, and the short hem left her legs completely bare. It was a rather scandalous display, but the feeling of the fresh air against her skin sent her heart racing in a strange excitement."This is amazing, wow." Clara turned to the surrounding forest. "It feels like I'm really here."She approached a tree and placed one hand on it. Despite only having the VR headset over her eyes, she felt the rough bark beneath her palm, and she smelled the pine needles of its branches.[ Warning. Monsters Nearby. ]A holographic screen appeared in front of her. It showed a map of the area with trees, bushes, and a height elevation. However, small red dots covered the screen. The red dots blinked and the shifted location. Every few seconds, they moved ever so slightly. Little by little, they wandered around the map as if they had a life of their own."What are these supposed to be, I wonder?" Clara furrowed her brow at the red dots. A few of them seemed to come closer, approaching a little witch's hat in the center of the map that represented her current location.[ Warning. Monsters Nearby. ] The screen flashed, and the red dots drew a little closer. Clara glanced between the small dots and the large words printed at the top of the screen. Slowly, her mind connected the details."I need to run." She said to herself.The bush next to her rustled, and she noticed a red dot directly above it on the map. The sound of the rustling leaves sent a chill down her back, and she took a hesitant step away."Who goes there?" She tried calling out to it, but the bush rustled a second time. Clara's heart pounded at the sound, and she shook her head. "I really need to run."She didn't wait to find out what kind of 'monster' it was. She turned around and ran away from the shaking bush. With the map as her guide, she ran through the forest, doing her best to avoid more of the 'red dots'. However, the large words 'Monsters Nearby' never disappeared.(What's going on? Why are there so many monsters? This is crazy.)She had never heard of a game with so many enemies. Wasn't this supposed to be a tutorial area? Why did they drop her into a swarm of monsters? Briefly, she felt a pang of regret for not choosing the 'Village' starting area, but it was too late for such feelings.The red dots continued to swarm around her. Where they once wandered around by themselves, they began heading directly at her. Every new enemy she ran by followed her, creating an enormous mass of red in the area she fled from.Little by little, she found herself surrounded. Her path took her in circles, and without knowing where to go, she found the red dots getting closer with each step she took. There was nowhere for her to run, and the 'monsters' were sure to catch up to her.Clara came to a stop in the middle of a clearing.The bushes rustled from all around her. Each one showed a red dot inside them, indicating the unknown 'monsters' that lay within them. With a pounding heart, Clara turned to face them. However, what emerged was completely unlike what she imagined.Short tentacles slithered out from the bushes. They dragged themselves over the ground one inch at a time. The red fleshy appendages were creepy, but not quite what she imagined, especially with how slowly they moved.(I thought they would be wolves, or perhaps even goblins.) She thought to herself. She expected something with sharp teeth, or perhaps a rusty dagger to attack her with, but these didn't even have mouths. "That's right, this is a starting area. There's no way it would have difficult monsters." Clara nodded to herself in understanding. "Let's see, I should have a wand..."She pulled a small wooden wand from a strap on the side of her leg. Since her class was 'Witch' she must have been able to use some magic, so she raised her wand. Just like she'd seen in those 'Harry Poster' movies, she swung it with a flick and swish."Abra cadabra!" She shouted out the magic word, but nothing happened. "Huh? Expelliarmus! Ignitio! Avada kedavra!"She shouted every spell she could think of, but nothing happened. Nervously, she swallowed. While she had tried the spells, the tentacles had gotten ever closer. As they reached the base of her feet, they jumped.The first tentacle wrapped around her thigh. Another jumped around her waist, wrapping its slimy body around her hips. Yet another tackled into her large breasts, causing them to bob up and down."Hey, that tickles." Clara protested, but there was no pain. Without teeth to bite her, and with their languid movements, they couldn't hurt her. "Haha... Wait! Hold up!"She tried to back up, but the tentacles wrapped around her feet, tripping her. With a small 'thump', she landed on her rear. However, she couldn't stop laughing."That tickles, seriously! Hahaha..." The tentacles swarmed over her, wrapping their slimy bodies around her limbs. Before she knew it, they tied up her arms, and pulled open her legs.(What are they doing? This isn't just tickling...) As Clara grew familiar with their slimy bodies, she realized their purpose was much more intentional.The tentacle above her head pinned her wrists to the ground. The other tentacles wrapped around her thighs and ankles, pulling open her legs. What few that didn't intend to restrain her seemed to have other ideas, and they wriggled between her breasts, or slid against her armpits."Wait... That place is no good!" Clara's voice rose several octaves as another tentacle prodded between her legs.With the remnants of her multi-hour edging session, her cheeks flushed as her arousal came rushing back. The black lace panties that came with her witch's outfit weren't very thick, and she felt the slime of the tentacles quickly soak them.(Oh god...) Her eyes rolled up in her head, and her hips bucked against the tentacle. The secretions of the monsters tingled against her mons, and sent her mind swimming with arousal. Every slick prod against her slit caused her breath to catch and heart to pound in her ears.She was a virgin, technically. The furthest she'd ever gone was some experimentation with her freshman roommate. Despite how religiously she masturbated, she'd never gone further than second base.(There's no way I'm losing my virginity to a monster in a video game...) Clara thought to herself. She wanted to scoff in disbelief, but the longer the tentacle rubbed against the crotch of her panties, the stronger her needy arousal grew.The strange slime on the tentacle made her skin buzz with sensitivity. Each slow undulation of the tentacle against her secretion-soaked underwear stoked her libido higher, and Clara swallowed with uncertainty. All her senses told her to resist, but the rising tide of lust threatened to swallow her up."Why didn't I finish masturbating before trying this game," Clara asked herself, and she shook her head, trying to shake the fog of arousal descending over her mind. However, the insistent stroke of the tentacle over her mons encouraged her needy urges to grow ever larger.The skirt of her red dress hiked up around her waist, exposing her black panties for all the forest to see. Clara looked down, watching the tentacle undulate against her crotch, and the last of her sanity crumbled away.The absurdity of the situation, the lewd pose she found herself in, the strangely dexterous motions of the tentacle—it all left her dripping with need, and Clara's face twisted in despair."Please... Stop teasing me... I need it. I need to come!" The arousal boiled over and she let out a moaning whimper, bucking against the tentacle.Her fingers felt completely different. When she edged herself, she was in control. She could tease herself as much as she liked, or slow her pace when needed. However, the insistent stroke of the tentacle against her crotch was completely different. She was helpless beneath the tentacle. It didn't even let her approach the edge, only teasing against her slime-soaked panties with slow undulations. The feeling was unbearable—she needed more.The tentacles reacted to her plea, and two new appendages slithered up to her hips. They slipped through the waistband of her underwear and dragged her panties down her legs. In one motion, they pulled off her underwear and slithered away with them, disappearing into the forest."Wait, I need those." Clara protested as she watched her underwear disappear into the woods, but she didn't have long to worry about such things.The tentacle that had undulated against her crotch reared back. It pushed its tip forward, prodding against her opening, and Clara's breath caught."On second thought, you can keep 'em..." She let out a sigh as the tentacle pushed inside her, and a moan escaped her lips. As the thick tentacle filled her, waves of pleasure rippled through her hips.(I've never felt so filled...) She thought to herself. The tentacle was far larger than any toy she'd ever used. Perhaps because it was a game, her pussy expanded to accept the tentacle, and her eyes fluttered as she felt its slimy body thrusting into her."Oh god... yes. Fuck!" Clara's back arched and she bit her lip. The tentacle began thrusting into her with a regular rhythm, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body. "That edging was totally worth it."The other tentacles joined in. One thrust between her massive breasts, matching the pace of the one in her sex. Another rubbed against her armpits, while more squeezed around her thighs and arms rhythmically.It felt better than any masturbation session she'd ever had alone. The secretions only amplified her pleasure, and Clara's brain buzzed as she rose to the edge of an orgasm. With the hours of edging she'd indulged in, she easily toppled over the edge.(I'm coming!) She shouted out in her head, bucking her hips as high as they would go. (Oh god, I'm losing my virginity to a tentacle.)A wave of regret washed through her, yet the intense wave of the orgasm seemed to wash away all her thoughts. With a confused, gasping moan, her hips trembled as the confusion and pleasure mixed together."Fuck... Oh god..." She shook her head. (I will admit, this feels good, though.)The tentacles slowed to a stop, leaving a dull fog of an afterglow over her mind. The regret faded away as her muscles loosened, and all the stress melted from her limbs. She relaxed into the soft grass beneath her and let out a soft sigh.(Actually, I could get used to this.) She thought to herself.—[ Mercy of the Saintess Activated. 2 Left. ]Clara's body began to glow, and she blinked in surprise. Before she knew it, the tentacles began running away. The map of the area showed dozens of the red dots receding in a circle around her. The strange glowing light seemed to drive them away.(What's this?) Clara pushed herself to her feet, looking around herself. The only other window was a small notification box.[ Mercy of the Saintess Activated. 2 Left. ]She read it a second time and nodded to herself. (Perhaps this blessing saves me if I get caught by monsters?)It explained why the tentacles ran away. As the glowing light faded, not a single red dot was left on her map, and the words 'Monsters Nearby' blinked out of existence. Apparently, she was safe once more."I wonder what I should do now, though?" She asked aloud.With her slime stained clothes and missing panties, she was in a complete mess. Silently, she wished for a bath, but it didn't seem like she'd find one anytime soon. If she wanted to clean herself up, she'd first have to escape the forest.Where does she go next?
✅West (Village) (Exhibitionism)
❌North (Plains) (Slimes)
❌East (Cottage) (Hypnosis)
❌South (Mysterious Forest Chest) (Tentacle Panties)
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"Which way should I go?" Clara asked herself.She stood in the middle of a forest clearing, and she looked around for somewhere to go. However, each way looked the same. There were nothing but trees around her. If she wandered through them without a plan, she would get even more lost than she already was. [ Hint: You can expand your map to view distant locations. ]"Oh, that's smart." Clara's eyes widened as a hint window appeared in front of her, and she nodded. "I should use the map."She turned towards the mini-map and noticed a small plus and minus button on the side of it. She pressed the minus button with a finger, and the detailed terrain zoomed out into a larger map of the surrounding area. It showed her location as a witch's hat in the middle of the forest. To her west, the map showed a small village with houses clustered together. There were more locations marked on the map, but she immediately jumped at the sight of the village."I should head towards civilization, first. I could do with a hot bath," she said to herself. Even if it was a game, she felt dirty.The tentacle secretions stained her crimson robes, and her skin glistened with the slime. Especially between her legs, the tentacle secretions dripped down her thighs in thick rivulets. Her own arousal mixed with the slime, leaving the spot between her legs even more of a sticky mess.(Now that I think about it, these robes are revealing, too.) The bottom of her red dress barely reached past her hips. If she bent over, it would expose her butt. Without any panties, she could end up flashing her most private parts with the smallest movements. Just walking felt like it would make her skirt ride up and expose her crotch. Clara's cheeks warmed as she realized how precarious the short dress was, but the most scandalous part was what lay above.The top of her witch's robes barely covered her nipples, and the plunging neckline reached down far enough to expose her belly button. The deep 'V' shape in her dress felt like an arrow pointing right at her crotch, and it showed off the inner and under sides of her breasts too."Is it okay for other people to see me in an outfit like this?" Clara asked herself. (I must look like a slut.)A twinge ran between her legs at the thought. It was the same dress worn by the woman with amethyst eyes. Clara knew how exposing the outfit was from first hand experience. She'd ogled the woman on the front of the box before starting up the game. The entire reason she decided to play it was because of how horny the sight of the amethyst-eyed woman made her.Despite reaching orgasm only a few minutes prior, a tingle of anticipation built between her legs once more. It was barely noticeable, but it was enough to cause an embarrassed flush to fill her cheeks.(I need a hot bath to clear my head.) She thought to herself. "Instead of worrying about my clothes, I should hurry to this village. I can find some new underwear and clean myself up at an Inn."It would be fine as long as she reached the village. Towns were safe areas in games. Even Clara knew that much. If she could just take a hot bath and put on some fresh panties, she'd be happy. However, little did she know how long it would be until she could experience such luxuries...—A half hour later, Clara trudged through the forest.As she walked, she noticed something strange. The tentacle secretions left her skin unusually sensitive. Everywhere the monster's slime touched caused tingles to race through her body.Between her breasts, where the tentacles had pumped into her cleavage, it was especially sensitive. She felt the air licking through the valley of her breasts like a physical tongue, and her nipples stood on end, protruding through the thin silk of her dress.The aphrodisiac-effect was especially potent between her legs. The tentacle secretions coated the inside of her sex, causing her to clench reflexively as waves of anticipation twitched through her insides. It felt unbearable, yet intensely pleasurable all at the same time.Clara panted for breath, cheeks bright red. For the umpteenth time, she considered masturbating behind a tree. The urge to reach another orgasm throbbed through every fiber of her being, but it came especially strongly at her clit. If she could just rub the sweet spot between her legs, it would surely feel better than any orgasm she'd ever had in her life.(No, I can't just masturbate in a forest like this.) Clara shook her head. (I'd just be a pervert at that point.)However, her embarrassment at the situation only seemed to heighten the anticipation building within her. Every second she wasn't touching herself felt like a second too long. Just when she thought she would cave in to her urges, she reached the village."Welcome to Leafglen. The entry toll is one copper." A female knight stood at the gates of the village, and Clara looked up, eyes widening in surprise.(Oh, I made it...) She gazed at the woman in armor for several seconds, then she realized she was staring. With a blush, she cast her eyes back down to the ground."I'm sorry, I don't have any money." Clara swallowed nervously. "However, I would appreciate it if you could let me inside. I really need a bath and a change of clothes..."She didn't know if the guardswoman was an NPC or a real person, but Clara couldn't meet her gaze. The state of her clothes, the urges coursing between her legs, her lack of panties, the arousal dripping down her thighs—it all made her ears burn with embarrassment."It seems you've had a tough time in the forest. Very well, head on inside." The knight stepped aside."Thank you." Clara gave a hesitant nod, but she still didn't look up. Hurriedly, she headed in through the gates and entered the town.She walked down the main thoroughfare of the town, but her embarrassment only grew stronger. Every person around her felt like a pair of eyes staring at her. She was sure the gazes of the villagers were peering at her breasts or legs—or perhaps at the mess dripping down her inner thighs.Clara's heart pounded in her ears, but the rising tide of anticipation only grew more intense. She'd never considered herself an exhibitionist, but the feeling of exposure in the witch's outfit was unlike anything she'd ever felt before.Her avatar had curves in ways she could have never dreamed of in real life. The way her tits bounced in the form fitting dress, her long legs stretching out below a shapely ass—she would have ogled herself if she had the chance.The mixture of embarrassment and arousal made Clara's head spin. Deeper and deeper, the aphrodisiac effect of the tentacle secretions entrenched her mind into the strange anticipation of what was to come. The urge to masturbate overpowered any other reasonable thought,and she even forgot to look at her surroundings.Before she knew it, Clara wandered into a shady part of town. What should she do?What should Clara do?
❌Hide in an alley. (Cornered by a Futa.) (Fellatio + Masturbation)
❌Find a spot to clear her head. (Public masturbation)
❌Try to use magic to clean her clothes. (Public Nudity)
✅Try to use magic to clean away the tentacle slime. (Summon Tentacle.)
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Clara shook her head and she stepped into an alley.Whatever the tentacle secretions were doing to her body, it wasn't good. Everywhere the slimy sheen touched caused her skin to buzz unnaturally, and she felt unusually sensitive. Just walking around with the stuff coating her crotch, breasts and thighs left her breathless, and her aroused urges ran rampant through her body.(But how do I get this stuff off me?) She thought to herself. She'd made it to the village, but she didn't know where she could go to find a bath. At this rate, she'd go crazy from the urges coursing between her legs."I'm supposed to be a witch, surely there's something I can do." Clara pulled her wand out of the strap on her thigh, and she looked at it skeptically. "But how do I use that magic..?"In the movies, the protagonist just swung their wand, and magic flowed freely from its tip. There ought to have been a way for her to do the same. If she was a witch, she ought to have at least one magic spell she could perform.[ Hint: Magic can be cast by using your imagination. Draw upon your emotions and summon the effects with your mind. ]After staring at her wand for half a minute, a hint-box appeared in front of her. If it was to be believed, she needed to have a stronger picture of the effects, and she needed to 'draw upon her emotions'. It made little sense to her, but perhaps that's how the game was set up.(I've never played a VR game, but I guess this is normal.) Clara thought to herself.She tightened her grip on the wand and closed her eyes. In her mind, she pictured the slime that had resulted from the tentacles, and she imagined it disappearing from her body. She drew upon the embarrassment she felt from the secretions coating her skin, and she focused on the desire to have them disappear."Flick, and swish..." She said under her breath, and she swung her wand.A glowing light enveloped her body, and it faded away to reveal her skin slightly cleaner than before. The thick coating of the slimy secretions had lessened to a thin sheen. It wasn't perfect, but it was an improvement.(I did it! I used magic.) Clara jumped in place, giving an excited wiggle and causing her breasts to sway exaggeratedly. She didn't notice that, of course. She was too absorbed in her newfound powers."Let me try it again," she said to herself, and she gave the wand another flick and swish.A second wave of light enveloped her body, washing away the secretions, and the slime lessened to only a few small patches. After the cleanse, only the secretions on her crotch, between her breasts, and the stains dampening the cloth over her nipples remained."Alright, this last one should clean the rest." With newfound confidence, she gave her wand a final swish and flick. However, the results weren't what she expected.Despite performing the magic for the third time, she was only an amateur in magic. The volatile process of drawing on her emotions and shaping the outcome with her thoughts was something she had never experienced before.With her nipples stiff beneath her robes, arousal still burning hot through her body, Clara's mind wandered. In the instant she cast the spell, her focus returned to the yearning between her legs and the ever present tingle of the secretion against her mons.Even with the two previous cleanings, the air licked at her sex like a tongue. The hot flushing warmth in her cheeks was still as strong as ever, and the joy of 'mastering' her magic only amplified the excited arousal pumping through her veins.An image of a tentacle popped into her mind. They were the source of the secretions and the cause of her heightened libido. The aphrodisiac in the slimy secretions was designed specifically to enhance the user's receptivity toward their advances and to make them yearn for the monsters. As she'd walked through the forest and town, the memories of the tentacle filling her pussy and driving her towards orgasm had echoed through her mind. She'd barely been able to think of anything else since parting with the tentacles.So, it wasn't her fault—or so she would come to tell herself. In the following days, she made up many excuses to explain what happened. It was the fault of the secretions. She was careless for getting carried away with her newfound magic, but it was the tentacles and their underhanded aphrodisiacs that corrupted her imagination. It's not like she wanted another encounter with those monsters. However, no matter how many sleepless nights she spent blushing about what she did, it couldn't change what happened on that fateful afternoon.A glowing light formed at the end of her wand. As she completed her 'swish and flick' a small tentacle plopped out and landed on the ground in front of her."Grnww?" The tentacle wiggled around and came to face her, as if staring up at Clara in confusion."Huh?" She returned a confused look back to the creature. (Why did a tentacle come out of my wand?)For a few seconds, they stared at each other. Clara's mind ground to a halt at the sight of it. Even with all the arousal burning through her, she didn't know what to do about the monster that had appeared.[ Familiar Summoned. ][ Party Size (2): Clara (Witch), Tentacle (Unnamed) ]A window appeared between them, announcing she had summoned a familiar and that the tentacle was now part of her party. Slowly, she understood what had happened. In her magic-casting frenzy, she had accidentally summoned a tentacle."I guess that makes you my familiar?" Clara asked, and she tilted her head at it. "Will you do what I say?""Grnww." The tentacle wiggled on the ground, nodding.(For a second there, I thought it would attack me.) She felt a wave of relief as she realized the tentacle wasn't hostile, but a small pang of disappointment accompanied it.Despite herself, her nipples were just as hard as ever, and the tingling urges remained between her legs. The magic to clean off the final secretions had failed, and the aphrodisiac-laden slime still covered her mons and coated her insides.Clara blushed as she looked at the tentacle. Briefly, she considered asking it to relieve the urges that had built up between her legs. Ever since leaving the forest, she'd been unable to concentrate with all the twitching need that filled her sex. However, she was in public.She stood at the entrance to an alley just off the main street of town. There were fewer people wandering the street in this area, but a few villagers passed by every few seconds. If she tried to masturbate where she was, she'd be seen in an instant. In fact, Clara and her new tentacle friend were already spotted by a crafty pair of eyes from across the street."Hey, you." A woman approached Clara. She had a blonde ponytail, frayed clothes, and a dagger sheathed on her hip. "Is that a monster at your feet?""A monster?" Clara's eyes widened at the word, and her pulse quickened. (Oh yeah, this tentacle might be my familiar, but it's also a monster. If anyone sees it, it'll be bad news!)She hurriedly scooped up the tentacle in her arms and shoved it behind her back, hiding it from the other woman. The tentacle let out a surprised chirp, but didn't resist. "No, that was just a stuffed animal. I collect them." Clara's cheeks flushed as the fresh secretions coated her hands. The needy urges between her legs doubled as the additional slime coated her skin."A stuffed animal?" The woman raised an eyebrow and stepped closer. "Then why are you hiding it?""No reason." Clara took a step back, pulse racing in her ears. She felt arousal dripping down her thighs, and her eyes fluttered as the fresh lust washed through her.Every second she held the tentacle in her hands stoked her arousal higher. The spot below her navel felt like a furnace as the warmth built in her belly. After only holding it a few seconds, her pulse raced in her ears, and her stiff nipples ached from how hard they had engorged."Really? Then you wouldn't mind showing me this stuffed animal, would you?" The woman asked. She placed one hand on the hilt of her dagger. "Bringing a monster into town is a serious crime, you know?""Yes, I know. It's just..." Clara's mind spun as she tried to figure out what to do.She couldn't keep holding the tentacle forever. The woman in front of her was already suspicious, but Clara's own mind felt like it would break. The urges twitching through her sex felt impossible to ignore, and they only grew stronger with each passing second. If she didn't release the tentacle soon, she felt like she would go crazy.Just when her urges felt like they would boil over, the tentacle wiggled out of her grasp.It happened so quickly, Clara didn't have time to react. It broke free from her grip and wriggled down to her hips. One second it was clasped in her hands, and the next it pushed itself inside of her, stuffing its girthy body inside her pussy."Ahhnmghhhffff..." Clara let out a loud moan, and her knees trembled. A wave of satisfaction washed through her hips and her eyes fluttered. She felt every inch of the tentacle as it thrust itself into her needy sex, and her mind crackled from the intense pleasure."A-Are you okay?" The other woman's voice rose in surprise."I'm jush fineeee... Oh fuck, yes." The tentacle gave a quick piston, pulling itself out before thrusting back inside her.It scratched the urges she'd desperately ignored, and her mind spun from it. The girth was just as wide as the tentacle in the forest, and it stretched her lips wide with each pump of its body. Slowly, it grew into a regular rhythm as it thrust in and out of her pussy.Clara leaned forward, burying her face into the chest of the other woman. Her own legs barely supported her, and she felt like she would fall to the ground if she didn't grab the other woman's shoulders for support."Hey, what are you doing? And what's that strange slime on your hands?" The other woman protested, but Clara could barely hear her.Each thrust of the tentacle into her sex drove her closer to orgasm. Every inch felt better than the last, and her nipples felt rock hard as the waves of pleasure tingled down her spine. Normally, she would have been embarrassed by getting off in such a public place, but the aphrodisiac secretions left her barely able to think.In her lust-drunk state, she only had one last chance to save herself. What should she do?What should Clara do?
✅Run deeper into the alley. (Cornered by a Futa Vagabond) (Fellatio + Masturbation+Fucked by Tentacle)
❌Find a spot to clear her head. (Public masturbation+Fucked by Tentacle))
❌Return to the Village Guardswoman for help (Arrested for Public Indecency) (Spanking)
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"I gotta go!" Clara's cheeks burned with embarrassment.The tentacle continued to piston inside her sex and drive her towards an orgasm. Every pump of it's slimey body inside her felt better than the last, and her knees threatened to give way. If she didn't do something quickly, she'd collapse right there in the street."Hey, what are you-?" The blonde woman's brow furrowed, but Clara couldn't give her any more time to question her behavior.She released the other woman's shoulders and turned around, fleeing deeper into the alleyway. She didn't know where she was going, or if it was smart to enter the secluded dark space between buildings, but she just needed somewhere to hide—somewhere she could reach orgasm without anyone else seeing."Ah... Mnghh..." Clara moaned, and she turned a corner. To her relief, she found a dead end.She walked into the corner of the alley, and put her back against the wall. The confined space felt comfortable, and she could make sure no other prying eyes could see her embarrassing display. However, as a pair of footsteps echoed after her own, she realized her mistake.(Oh no, this is a dead end...) Her relief turned to a flutter of nervous anticipation.The footsteps grew louder, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but she couldn't stop the tentacle from pistoning in and out of her sex. Every inch of its girth filling her and thrusting through her labia sent a shiver down her spine."Oh god..." She whispered under her breath, and she bit her lip.She was so close, she could feel it. Any second now, she'd topple over the edge, and she'd receive a wave of bliss just like the last time the tentacles fucked her. She just needed a little longer to reach climax, but just when she reached the precipice, the footsteps rounded the corner."I get it now. You're some kind of pervert." The blonde ponytailed woman smirked at her, and Clara's heart dropped at the site.The hot flush in her cheeks turned into a raging inferno as the embarrassment washed through her. It singed even her ears as the uncontrollable blush built higher and higher. Every step the other woman took only intensified the feelings inside her.In the real world, she only left her apartment to attend college. She had bad enough embarrassment just from going outside, so to have a tentacle fucking her to orgasm, while another woman watched no less, it made her heart feel like it would explode."I'm not a pervert..." Clara protested, and she shook her head desperately. (It's not my fault I summoned a tentacle... Or perhaps it is, but I didn't do it intentionally.)"You aren't a pervert?" The blonde ponytailed woman raised an eyebrow as she drew closer. Her hips formed an exaggerated swagger, and her lips smirked knowingly.Clara's heart pounded in her chest, and she couldn't look away from the slow sway of the other woman's hips. To her embarrassment, she realized the blonde wore a pair of shorts and a crop top—exposing her navel. The clothes were frayed, but it was an outfit Clara always envied on other women. She never had the confidence to wear something like that.(I suppose my current outfit is even worse, but...) Clara swallowed, raising her gaze from the woman's belly button, over the subtle hills in her shirt and meeting her emerald-colored eyes. (She's so sexy... No- What am I thinking?)Perhaps it was because she was teetering at the edge of orgasm, or perhaps her experiments with her roommate in her freshman years had truly corrupted her mind, but Clara felt an indescribable attraction to the other woman. Her clit practically throbbed at the sight of her inquisitive gaze."So, you're not a pervert, but what's a cultured lady like you doing in these parts? And with a monster fucking you no less." The blonde ponytailed woman put a hand on the wall, leaning close. "Were you hoping someone like me would find you?""No..." Clara's voice squeaked as she struggled to get out the word. "I don't even know you, or why I would want to meet you. I just... I'm uh... Oh god!"The tentacle gave a strong thrust, hilting against her deepest parts and sending a reverberation through her abdomen. It felt so difficult to think with it wiggling inside her, and she was so horny, and this blonde was so cute... Clara's knees trembled as she struggled to speak."There's no need for us to get to know each other. I think I know more than enough..." The blonde ponytailed woman pushed a thigh between Clara's legs, and she used her free hand to grope her chest. "I think we both have something the other wants, you know?""Oh, I... Ah... Uhm..." Clara's eyes fluttered as the other woman's hand pushed up on her chest. With another blush of embarrassment, she realized her nipples were standing on end, tenting through the front of her dress."You don't have to think." The blonde slid two fingers up to the stiff protrusions, and she circled them slowly, sending tingles of satisfaction out through Clara's breasts. "Just say yes..."Clara had never gone past second base before, and now she felt like she'd gone way past that. The other woman's fingers felt so sensual against her nipples, and the insistent thrust of the tentacle inside her sent waves of pleasure through her hips—it all made her head spin. She couldn't think straight.In the real world, she was just a shut-in nerd who kept to herself. She would have never had the confidence to dress in such provocative attire like she was now, or to agree to whatever this devious blonde was planning. However, in her embarrassed, helplessly horny moment of stupidity, she nodded."Yes..." She whispered under her breath."That's what I thought." The blonde ponytailed woman stepped back, and she unzipped her shorts. "Get on your knees."Clara obeyed immediately. Even without the blonde's command, she felt weak in the knees. She could hardly keep standing as the tentacle fucked her pussy and left her teetering on the edge of orgasm.She fell to her knees, and her eyes widened in surprise.The blonde opened the front of her shorts to reveal a large bulge in her underwear. She pushed down her panties to take it out, pulling a thick cock out in front of Clara's face.She stared at it with crossed eyes, lips parted in shock. The end of it had a thick drop of precum, and the musky smell made her head spin. She'd never seen a cock in real life before, let alone one more deliciously plump than what lay before her.Without saying a word, Clara leaned forward and licked up the drop of precum with her tongue. She used one hand to stroke the cock and began sucking on it without a second thought. In her lust-addled brain, there was never a more obvious choice in her life."God, yes... I never thought I'd have a cultured lady like yourself sucking my cock..." The blonde ponytailed woman slid one hand up her belly, reaching inside her crop top. "Let's make each other's dreams come true, shall we?"She began groping her chest, and Clara reached down—using her spare fingers to rub her clit. She didn't know what the blonde meant by 'dreams', but she felt like she was in one. The fog of lust hanging over her mind felt difficult to think through, and all she could think about was pushing herself into orgasm."Mngh..." Clara moaned as she kissed and sucked the cock. She began stroking the member while rubbing her clit at the same time. Of course, there was also the tentacle thrusting into her from down below.All the sensations blurred together into a pleasurable haze, and her body moved on autopilot. The faster she stroked the cock, the louder the blonde ponytail woman moaned, and the faster she rubbed her own clit, the louder her own moans grew.She combined the two into one in her mind. Her pleasure, the blonde ponytail woman's pleasure, it was all the same. She licked and stroked the cock just as fiercely as she rubbed her own clit, guiding their two moans like a conductor at a symphony.Before she knew it, she had finally reached her orgasm, and the blonde woman's hips bucked, reaching her own climax. They both came with a loud moan.Clara tried to catch the seed in her mouth. It was what porn stars did, and she thought she could do the same, but she completely missed it. She emptied the blonde's balls towards her chin, causing the seed to spurt on her face and down into her cleavage."Mnh...." Clara moaned as the hot seed splatted onto her skin. It felt even more gross than the tentacle secretions, yet it was oddly satisfying.As her own hips bucked, waves of pleasure crashing through her trembling, clenching sex, the feeling of the blondes hot seed on her amplified her arousal. Clara clenched her thighs together, squeezing the tentacle tightly inside her, and she let out another shuddering moan."Wow..." The blond ponytail woman stepped back, and sighed. "For a cultured woman like yourself, you know how to give a handjob. Are you sure you aren't a pervert?""I-I'm not a pervert!" Clara shook her head, cheeks flushing as her embarrassment returned. However, with her face and tits coated in the seed of a woman she didn't know, her words felt hollow. Thankfully, the woman in question didn't push the issue."Fine, fine, whatever you say." She gave a lighthearted smile and raised her hands at her in defeat. "My name's Abigail by the way, what's yours?""Clara..." Clara didn't know if she should be giving out her name to this random stranger, but she seemed nice. Despite cornering her in an alley and propositioning her, she respected her wish not to be labeled a pervert."Well, Clara. If you're ever in this part of town again and want a round two..." Abigail turned to leave, putting up one hand to wave goodbye. "Feel free to call out to me. I'm always up for more."Clara watched her turn to leave, but she felt a small pang of loneliness at the sight of her leaving. Abigail felt like the first person she'd been able to talk to since entering the game. For her to leave now, she felt like she might never see her again.What should Clara do?
✅ Call out to Abigail and ask to go all the way. (Sex) (Add Abigail to the Party)
❌ Ask Abigail about where to learn magic (Visit a magic shop) (Hypnosis)
❌ Ask Abigail about where to stay during the night.(Camping in the Woods) (Tentacles in the Night)
❌ Forget Abigail, return to the town guardswoman to turn over the tentacle she summoned.(Arrested for Public Indecency.) (Spanking)
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"Wait..." Clara called out to Abigail. "Don't go.""Hm? What is it?" Abigail turned around, tilting her head at Clara. "Is there something else you wanted?""I..." Clara swallowed nervously. (What am I doing?)She didn't know why she'd called Abigail back. In real life, she wouldn't have had the confidence to speak up like that, let alone have sex in such a public place. Everything felt so crazy, it made her head spin, but she felt like she didn't want Abigail to go."It's just- I'm new to the area, you know?" Clara gave a nervous smile. "Would you help me get my bearings?""Hmm..." Abigail put one hand on her hip, fiddling with her dagger. She leaned from side to side, looking at Clara from different angles and causing her blonde ponytail to sway from side to side.The other woman was dressed in frayed clothes. Her weapon looked dangerous, and her strutting attitude terrified Clara, but something about Abigail intrigued her as well. Just as Abigail inspected her, she looked back at the other woman, examining her closer.She was dressed lightly, in shorts and a crop top. With the dagger on her hip, she would have been classified as a 'rogue' in other games. If Clrara had to describe her in a few words, Abigail looked confident and put together—completely unlike Clara herself."I suppose I can help you out..." Abigail stepped closer, smiling slyly, and she placed one hand on Clara's hip. "However, I don't think that's the only reason you stopped me.""I... Uh..." Clara stiffened at the touch on her hip, and she gave another nervous swallow. "Well, uhm..."Her heart pounded in her chest. She didn't know what to say. All her nervousness around social situations made her head spin from how close Abigail was. Clara could feel the warmth of her body through her thin witch's outfit, and Abigail's inquisitive gaze peered at her from inches away."Clara, right?" Abigail pushed her hips forward, grinding against Clara's and pinning her lower half to the wall. "I think I know what you want.""You do?" Clara's eyes widened. (I don't even know what I want... Why did I even call out to her?)Was it because she needed a guide? But other urges and desires swirled inside her, and they felt even stronger than her concern over where to sleep during the night. Despite the orgasm, the flame of arousal still warmed the spot below her navel."I... Uhm..." Clara struggled for words. Her thoughts still felt too scrambled to speak, and the feeling of Abigail's hips pressed against her own made her heart pound in her chest.She felt it—Abigail's member. It bulged inside her shorts and pushed against Clara's lower abdomen. The feeling of the cock intensified the fuzzy warmth in her belly, and Clara squirmed against the wall. It felt harder and harder to think as her arousal grew stronger."Tell me, Clara." Abigail placed one hand on her shoulder, stroking just above her collar bones. "I'm just an average vagabond on these streets. Why does a cultured young lady like yourself want me as a guide?""You're not average..." Clara shook her head. "You're awesome, way cooler than I could ever be."From her cute ponytail to her confident swagger, she was head over heels hotter than Clara herself. Even in her worn-down clothes, Clara envied the way she pulled off her outfit. It was a comparison to her real world self, but even still..."Cool?" Abigail raised an eyebrow at the word, but a small blush crept into her cheeks. "You have strange tastes, Clara. I'm nothing more than a bum.""No way. You're like, the coolest person I've ever met." Clara nodded to herself. Of that, at least, she was certain. However, as she spoke to Abigail, the tentacle inside her began to slip.Clara stiffened as the slimy body of the tentacle pulled out of her. It dangled between her legs, limp and devoid of the energy before. As she stood there, the now flaccid tentacle slipped further and further out of her. Before she could stop it, the tentacle dropped to the ground with a soft 'plop', landing between her legs."Pfft..." Abigail laughed. "I guess I am cooler than a woman that walked around with a tentacle inside her.""I'm not a pervert." Clara shook her head, cheeks flushing. However, even as she denied Abigail's quip, the arousal returned even stronger. "Oh god..."She felt empty. Where the tentacle had been, it left behind a void inside her—a void coated in aphrodisiac slime. Clara clenched her core, squeezing her insides and causing her mons to twitch, but it only made her more aware of the absence of the tentacle.She needed something to fill it.The urges came rushing back, and her thighs clenched together in need. Without thinking, she leaned forward, breathing down into the crook of Abigail's neck and moaning. All her senses begged her to do something to relieve the growing arousal between her legs."Uhm, Clara?" Abigail put two hands around her, embracing her, but Clara couldn't hear her.She humped against Abigail's bulge, breathing heavily. "I need it...""You mean..?" Abigail swallowed, and Clara felt her cock twitch against her crotch."I wanted to go another round... That's why I called you back, but I was too shy to admit it." Clara whined the words and she pulled back. "I don't care about getting embarrassed anymore. I need your cock inside me, Abigail.""Oh..." Abigail's cheeks blushed, but she nodded. "If that's what you want. I'm always down for seconds."She pushed her thigh between Clara's legs, grinding against her mons. The sensation was awkward, and their tight embrace left little leverage, but it was enough to make Clara moan louder, and she bucked against Abigail's thigh."Mngh..." She let out a shuddering sigh, humping rhythmically, and Abigail returned the motion, rocking her hips back against her. Their two bodies formed a steady rhythm, and Abigail let out a breathy moan of her own."I totally get you now." Abigail pulled back her thigh, and a sticky thread of arousal mixed with tentacle slime stretched from her skin to Clara's sex. "That tentacle has some serious secretions to it..."Clara didn't know what kind of aphrodisiac was serious or not, but she knew she was horny, and Abigail's cock was the fastest way to relieve those urges."Please..." Clara leaned back against the wall, eyes falling into a half-lidded stupor. "Don't make me wait any longer...""Fine, fine..." Abigail nodded. "I can't wait much longer myself."She unzipped her shorts and pulled out her cock. With one hand, she guided it up to Clara's lips, and she thrust inside, hilting into her with a single push."Mnghh..." The stroke sent Clara's mind spinning, and she moaned. Abigail's thick cock felt better than she could have imagined, and she clenched down around it, eyes fluttering. "Fuck...""Fuck indeed..." Abigail thrust her hips, forming a rhythm as she pistoned inside her, and her own eyes fluttered. "You feel so good. Is this the tentacle slime I feel?""Ah... Mnghh... Yes." Clara nodded. The tentacle slime provided extra lubricant, and it amplified every sensation inside her sex. Tingles of pleasure melted through her hips, and shivers raced down her spine from the intense pleasure."Fuck... Fuck!" Abigail raised her voice, swinging her hips harder with each thrust. "I... Oh... Fuck!""Mngh..." Clara gave a nod, her own mind spinning from each thrust. She felt the reverberations echo through her lower half as Abigail's hips slammed against her. Every clap of their skin together felt better than the last."I... I'm sorry... I'm gonna come. I can't hold back." Abigail leaned in, pressing her chest against Clara's massive breasts and burying her face into the crook of her neck. "You feel too good.""Me too. I'm already... I'm coming!" Clara's knees trembled, and she nearly collapsed as the orgasm crashed through her. Despite only just starting, she toppled into a massive climax.Her sex clenched down around Abigail's member, and waves of spasming pleasure tingle through her lower half. It felt like her hips were melting away, replaced by only the hot fuzzy waves of satisfaction. She'd never felt an orgasm so intense, and electricity crackled through her brain, vision going white from the height of the swelling pleasure.Abigail's cock twitched, and her hot seed spurt deep inside Clara's sex. The feeling sent a fresh shudder down her spine, and her eyes rolled up in her head. As good as the orgasm felt, it was amplified two fold from the feeling of Abigail's hot loads filling her sex."Ah... Mmngh..." Clara squeezed her tight, moaning into the crook of her neck. "Abigail...""You can call me Abi." Abigail pulled back, cheeks flushed, but a contented smile played on her lips. "I think we're gonna be good friends, Clara."What should Clara do Next?
❌ Attempt to use magic to clean up the seed on her face, chest, and thighs. (Accidentally Grow a cock instead) (More Sex with Abi)
✅ Ask Abigail about where to learn magic (Visit a magic shop) (Hypnosis)
❌ Ask Abigail about where to get fresh clothes (Visit a clothes shop) (Changing Room Sex)
❌ Tempt fate and go for a third round. (Caught by Guardswoman.) (Spanking)
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"Here. You look like you could use this." Abigail offered her a handkerchief and Clara accepted it with a blush."Thanks...." She took the cloth and wiped down her face, neck, and breasts.She could clean herself up with magic, but it would be dangerous. It wasn't something she could fully control yet. Despite her witch's attire, she barely understood magic. If she tried to use it for detailed work like cleaning off Abi's seed, she might screw up and cause unexpected side effects.(When I tried to clean the tentacle secretions, I accidentally summoned a tentacle.) Clara thought to herself. (If I lost focus with that cleaning spell again, I wonder what would happen? Would I grow a cock myself? Or summon a monster that looked like one?)She definitely couldn't risk it, so she happily cleaned herself off with Abi's handkerchief instead."I appreciate it." Clara finished wiping up between her legs, and she offered the cloth back to Abigail, but she hesitated. "I guess you don't want it back in this state...""Uh..." Abigail took one look at the sullied cloth and pursed her lips. "We could head to the village wash area to clean it off, but that'll cost money.""Actually, let me try something." Clara pulled out her wand from the strap on her thigh. It might be too dangerous to use the magic on herself, but she might be able to use it on the cloth without issues. "Abra, cadabra...."She gave her wand a 'swish and flick', pointing it at the sullied handkerchief.In her mind, she pictured the stains reversing and the cloth and returning to its original state. She summoned all her gratitude, using the emotion to power the spell. At the very least, she wanted to pay Abi back for allowing her to use her handkerchief."Woah..." Abigail's eyes widened as the cloth shone with a bright light, then it faded away to reveal the handkerchief back in a neat folded square—not a single stain marring its fabric."Pretty impressive, right?" Clara smiled with relief at the successful spell."Yeah. I guess that explains how someone like you is so well off." Abigail nodded, and she took the handkerchief back, putting it in her rear pocket. "It seems I underestimated you.""What do you mean by that? And what do you mean by 'someone like me'?" Clara pouted her lips, voice raising as she got defensive, but Abigail shook her head."You seem different from any nobel I've heard about, that's all. If you can use magic, that explains why you have such fancy clothes while still being..." Abigail furrowed her brow. "Friendly?""I feel like that word is just hiding another insult..." Clara shook her head. "Are you calling me a pervert again? Listen, I don't go around banging just anyone off the street. It was the weird secretions from the tentacles that made me so 'friendly'."(I still have my pride as a virgin to maintain.) She thought to herself. However, she couldn't deny how quickly she'd succumbed to Abigail's advances. Even if this was just a game, she no longer felt like a virgin either. (Perhaps I don't have any more pride after all...)"All I meant is, you didn't spit on me just for breathing the same air as you." Abigail shook her head. "You seem like a good person despite looking like an upper class lady.""If that's all you meant, then okay..." Clara took a deep breath to calm herself. (I shouldn't let myself get worked up over such a small comment.)This wasn't like her at all. She was normally quiet and kept to herself. The last time she'd gotten so animated, she'd still been with her roommate, but that was years ago. Ever since she started living alone, her days were much quieter."Say, Clara." Abigail put one hand on her chin. "What else can you do with magic? Would you like to join my party? I work as a part-time adventurer, and it would be nice to have someone with versatility around."[ Would you like Abigail (Rogue) to join your party? ] [ Yes ] [ No ]"Yes, I'd love to!" Clara nodded, and the menu in front of her confirmed her choice. However, she froze up a half second later. "Oh, but... I can't really use much magic."[ Party Size (3): Abigail (Rogue), Clara (Witch), Tentacle (Unnamed) ]"What do you mean? You used a spell right in front of me." Abigail shook her head. "You seemed to know what you were doing.""That's the only spell I've ever managed to figure out, and if I lose concentration, it could go horribly wrong." Clara shook her head. "I need the advice of someone more experienced in magic. As I am right now, I might be more harmful than helpful.""I see..." Abigail nodded. "I know of one magic merchant in the slums. The shopkeeper should know some magic. We could stop by there and see if she can help you. From what I understand, magic shouldn't be difficult to learn.""I would appreciate it." Clara smiled in relief and nodded. "Let's go visit that magic shop."They began to get ready to leave. However, before they could go, the limp tentacle on the ground lifted its head. The creature turned towards either one of them. Despite the lack of eyes or expression, it appeared to peer at them."Grnww?" It gave a small chirp, and they both glanced down at it."Is this your familiar, then?" Abigail crouched down in front of the tentacle, looking at it closer. "I've heard of witches summoning monsters before, but I've never seen one up close.""I... Uhm..." Clara blushed, looking at the tentacle. "I summoned it by accident. I guess you could call it my familiar, but I didn't mean to summon a tentacle right in the middle of town. My magic got away from me.""So that was the flash of light I saw when I first met you..." Abigail nodded. "You were summoning this little guy.""I didn't mean to... In fact, I have no idea how we're gonna get him out of town." Clara furrowed her brow at the tentacle. (If we carry it out of town, surely people will scream at the sight of the monster.)"Yeah, if anyone sees us with a monster, we'll be arrested for sure." Abigail nodded. "Don't worry, I have an idea, though.""What are you- Eh!?" Clara's eyes widened in surprise.Abigail pulled on the collar of her crop top, and she leaned forward, flashing her tits at the tentacle. Clara herself got an eyeful of her chest. Abi's breasts were small, but the sight of her dark nipples made Clara's cheeks flush."Here, come on in. I'll hide you till we get out of town." Abigail reached out an arm toward the tentacle. "You'll be safe in my shirt.""Grnww?" The tentacle gave a chirp, looking back at Clara, then at the outstretched arm in front of her.Clara could only watch with flushed cheeks. The thought of taking the slimy tentacle into one's shirt was outrageous, but if that's what Abigail wanted, then..."Go on... She'll hide you until we can get to a place with fewer eyes." Clara gave a nod of encouragement, and the tentacle turned back to face Abigail."Grnww!" It slithered forward and snaked up her arm, climbing inside her shirt."Ah- That tickles more than I thought. Haha..." Abi blushed as the tentacle wiggled around inside her shirt. "How are you even doing that-? Oh... Mmnh... Okay, that's fine. Good..."The shape of the tentacle elongated, and it wrapped around her breasts. For a few seconds, the outline of its long body intertwined with Abi's breasts was visible through her shirt, then the bulges receded as the tentacle shifted and got comfortable. After a few seconds, it was impossible to tell it was inside the crop top.(Her breasts look a bit bigger now...) Clara thought to herself, but she decided not to comment on them. If Abigail was anything like her, she wouldn't want her small breasts being mentioned. In the real world, they were a real sore spot for her."Let's get going." Clara said, and Abigail nodded."Let's go."—They headed out of town and into an even rougher area than before. The buildings were thin shacks that looked like the slightest breeze could knock them over. Like Abigail, the denizens wore roughly hewn clothes.No one looked unwashed or dirty. There wasn't anyone starving on the streets, but everyone was clearly less well off than those inside the walled village. The conditions were better than many places in the real world, but Clara still felt nervous walking through it.Her red form fitting dress set her apart from everyone else, and it showed plentiful amounts of her body. She felt the eyes of the other inhabitants glancing at her exposed navel, bare thighs, and the plentiful cleavage. For the first time, Clara began second guessing her decision to make her character with such large breasts.(I was always jealous of other women's chests, but I guess this is how it feels to get ogled...) She thought to herself."We've arrived." Abigail led them into a slightly sturdier building at the edge of the slums.The interior was gloomy and dark. Without any artificial lights to illuminate the interior, they could only see with the natural light from the windows."Welcome to my Emporium..." A woman in a cloak sat behind the counter of the shop, and she greeted them as they entered. "Feel free to take a look around..."A hood covered her eyes, and the shadows made it impossible to make out her face. Her hands were covered in thin white gloves, making it impossible to make out her age or race. The only way Clara could tell her gender was from the large hills in the chest of her cloak, and the sultry timber of her voice."My friend here is a witch, but she needs someone to help her learn magic. Can you help?" Abigail stepped up to the counter, and she slid a coin across the counter towards the cloaked woman."You can keep your money, Abigail." The woman put one gloved finger on the coin, pushing it back towards her. "A witch has no need for the currency of your kind.""How do you know my name?" Abigail's eyes widened in surprise."I've heard rumors of the new rogue that came to town..." The woman smiled. Despite being unable to make out her lips, Clara could hear the grin behind her words."I'm just a new witch, and I'm looking for a mentor..." Clara stepped up behind Abigail, and her voice wavered as she spoke. However, she wanted to support Abi, even if she was more nervous than when she applied to her first job."I'm no mentor..." The cloaked woman shook her head. "However, I can provide you with a book to assist your path in magic. It is no grimoire, but it can provide you with the basics of magic—assuming you have the aptitude, of course.""A book? I would love one." Clara's eyes brightened. She was used to books. They were much less scary than real people."However, it will come with a price. Are you willing to indulge me to get that which your heart desires?""Clara, perhaps we should try someplace else..." Abigail shook her head. "This woman seems off...""No, this is perfect." With the promise of a 'book' still ringing in Clara's ears, she quickly nodded to the cloaked woman. If she went to anyone else, she'd just get nervous from her social anxiety. This had to be fate. Whatever 'book' this woman had mentioned, Clara wanted it more than anything."Very well, please follow me into the back." The cloaked woman stood up and Clara followed her into a back room behind the counter.She stepped inside the store room, and the door shut behind her. A small window illuminated the room, but the majority of it was bathed in shadows. Darker than even the night, Clara's eyes struggled to make out any details of what lay inside the room."Please, lay down." The cloaked woman lit a candle, then another. She lit five candles in a circle around a small table. There were cushions on the table, clearly for someone to rest.(That's strange...) Clara thought to herself. (Even with the candles, I can't make out her face. In fact, the room is still oddly dark.)Only the table and the woman's robe were illuminated in the soft candlelight. Everything else remained pitch black. It was odd, but Clara shrugged it off. This was a game, after all. It was probably to set the mood or something.She laid down on the table, and her eyes widened.Above her was a crystal chandelier. It glimmered in the darkness. The small window let in a single beam of light, and that light hit the crystals above her, sending a rainbow of colors glittering through its intricate layers of glass."So pretty..." Clara said to herself..."Just relax, we'll be done with your payment soon." The woman began rummaging through a box, staying outside Clara's line of sight."I don't have any money," Clara said, but she did as the woman suggested, relaxing against the cushions beneath her. The longer she stared up at the glittering gems, the more relaxed she felt, and the softer the table felt beneath her."When you get to my position, money isn't worth anything." The woman smiled again and turned around. "Your presence here is all I need. I'm very grateful you accepted my invitation, in fact.""Mmnh..." Her mind felt heavy, sluggish. The longer she stared at the glittering gems, the more tired she felt, and Clara yawned to herself."Are you tired sweety?" The cloaked woman stepped up to the table, standing next to her. "Why don't you close your eyes. Just focus on my voice.""Focus on your voice..." Clara's eyes closed, but she could still see the glittering lights. It felt like the sight of the crystalline structure was painted on the back of her eyelids, and her mind continued to grow more drowsy as she stared at it."That's right. All you need to hear is my voice." The woman's fingers tickled Clara's forehead as she stroked the spot over her head. "Do you understand? If you do, say 'Yes, Mistress'.""Yes, Mistress." Clara smiled. What a strange request, but the word felt good in her mouth. She'd never been one to indulge in such fantasies, but she felt a small tingle between her legs as she said it."You've had quite a day so far, haven't you? First the tentacles, then Abigail..." The woman trailed her fingers down, and she pressed on the spot below Clara's navel, massing her lower abdomen. "Did you enjoy yourself?""I... Uhm..." Clara's brow furrowed, but a flushing warmth spread to her cheeks. As the woman rubbed the spot above her womb, her heart pounded in her chest. The attention was so sudden and intense, she got lost in it—clenching her thighs together.(What is she doing? But it feels good...) Clara squirmed on the table. Every shift of the woman's gloved fingers sent tingles racing down into her crotch."It seems you forgot. Remember what you're supposed to say? When I ask you a question, you say 'Yes, Mistress'.""Yes, Mistress." A shiver ran down her spine, and the arousal came rushing back. She'd managed to relieve her urges after having sex with Abi, but the needy desires came right back, twitching through her crotch. "I, uhm...""There's no need for you to think, Clara." The woman reached down, and she spread her thighs, causing Clara's red dress to hike up around her waist and expose her bare crotch. "Do you understand?""Yes, Mistress..." The woman's fingers felt so good. With one hand, she massaged the spot below her navel, while her other hand gently massaged her legs, sending tingles of anticipation racing up her loins."I look forward to seeing how you handle your new magic, dear." The woman tightened her grip on Clara's inner thigh, digging into the softness at the top of her leg and stroking centimeters away from her sex. "At some level, the magic of this world is an extension of my own, you know?""Yes, Mistress..." Clara whined the words, her arousal overpowering every other sense in her body. She had no idea what this woman was saying, but every sultry word from the other woman's lips felt good in her ears."Let's begin your training, shall we?" The woman pulled back her hand. "In return for the book I'm going to give you, I expect you to provide me with entertainment.""Yes, Mistress..." Clara's toes curled, and she widened her legs."For starters, we'll expand your erogenous zones." The woman traced down Clara's chest, massaging the spot between her two breasts. "Everywhere I touch shall be your new erogenous zones, and they'll be specific to your new avatar. Do you understand?""Yes, Mistress..." Goosebumps rose on Clara's skin as the woman's fingers stroked her skin."Number one, the spot between your breasts." She continued to rub between her breasts, massing the spot insistently. "This isn't to be confused with your breasts themselves, only the spot where I touch, do you understand?""Yes, Mistress..." The spot between her breasts was her erogenous zone. Even more sensitive than her nipples or her new breasts, the spot between them turned her one even more."Next, the area just below the navel." It was covered by her dress, but even then, the woman's fingers against her lower abdomen made Clara's cheeks burn with arousal. "If anyone touches you here, you'll become weak in the knees. The more sensual their touch, the more difficult you'll find it to ignore.""Yes, Mistress..." Clara nodded. The tingle between her legs felt impossible to ignore. Arousal dripped down between her legs, staining the cushions on the table. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but the needy urges felt impossible to control, least of all when the other woman was rubbing her weakest spot, the point just below her navel."Turn over for me. The third erogenous zone I'll reinforce is on your back.""Yes, Mistress..." Clara flipped over, and she raised her butt in the air, keeping her face down in the cushions."Right here." The woman placed her hand on the small of her back. "When you are touched here, you'll become hopelessly aroused. Do you understand?""Yes, Mistress..." Clara moaned the words, wiggling her butt back and forth. Every shift of the woman's fingers over the small of her back sent tingles racing down her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck stood at the intensity of the sensation, and she let out a whine."That's a good pet..." The woman continued to stroke the spot, smiling. "For my last command, you'll have to remember a word for me, do you understand?""Yes, Mistress..." Clara groaned. She felt like she could come just from the massage on her lower back. All three points the woman had pointed out felt unnaturally sensitive. Between her breasts, below her navel, and her lower back made her helplessly horny.She felt like she could still feel the fingers massaging the points. It was as if the woman had three hands, continuing her massage at all of her new erogenous zones. Clara felt the fingers distinctly, and they grew stronger with each passing moment. Her mind swam from the three simultaneous touches."Your trigger word is, 'Pet'. Whenever anyone calls you 'pet', you'll become hopelessly aroused." The woman pushed a silicone dildo against her rear. "Do you understand, pet?""Mngh..?" Clara let out a confused moan at the word. However, her confusion built even higher from the presence of the dildo against her ass.She'd never once used that hole. In all her time masturbating, she stayed well away from it. The spot was too dirty, and it was too tight. She had no desire to ever use it, but things were different in the game world. There were no concerns with sanitation, and her avatar was as tight or as elastic as the circumstances required."I didn't hear your answer, pet." The woman pushed the dildo inside of her, sinking the girthy toy into her ass.Clara cried out, back arching as her ass widened to accept the toy, and an unfamiliar 'fullness' filled her lower half. As the toy pushed deeper and deeper into her, the fullness grew larger inside her rear. Despite never once using the hole in real life, the thick silicone toy sent tingles of pleasure through her avatar's ass."Yes, Mistress..." Clara moaned the words, and the hairs on the back of her neck rose, but she couldn't deny her arousal. The urges felt stronger with each inch of the dildo as it descended into her."Good, pet." The woman whispered the words, and Clara's arousal grew even higher. As the phantom touches continued against her navel, breasts, and lower back, the fullness of the dildo and the echo of the word sent her mind spinning."Yes, Mistress... Yes, Mistress..." She repeated the words like a broken record, crying out as she teetered at the edge of orgasm. Even without any touch to her mons, she found herself at the precipice of a massive climax."That's it..." The woman finished inserting the dildo, and the base hilted against her ass. "Turn over for me again, I'd like to see your face, my pet."The base of the dildo had a tapered end, narrowing to allow her to close around it. Clara let out a sigh of relief as her opening closed around the base of the dildo. The arousal burned hot through every fiber of her being, nipples stiff inside her dress, and the feeling of accomplishment of taking the entire dildo sent a wave of satisfaction through her."Yes, Mistress..." She turned over, laying flat on her back once more."Good girl." The woman slid two fingers over her mons, finally giving attention to her most sensitive part. She pushed in through her outer lips, finding the bump at the top of her slit, and she pushed down on the sensitive button."Ahnmghh!" Clara cried out, hips bucking against the woman's hand, and she toppled into orgasm.With all her might, she clenched down around the dildo in her ass. At the same time, her sex twitched uncontrollably, contractions rippling through her insides. For what felt like minutes, the waves of pleasure wracked her body.When she finally came down from the orgasm, a foggy afterglow remained over her mind."Now, you're going to forget everything that just happened, but you'll follow all of my commands and suggestions. Do you understand?""Yes, Mistress..." Clara opened her eyes, glancing at the woman who had given her the massive orgasm. She expected her to still be wearing the hood to obscure her face. However, to Clara's surprise, the woman had pulled back the top of her cloak.A pair of amethyst eyes stared down at her. Black flowing hair framed a face of fair features, and purple-painted lips twisted into a knowing smile. The outfit was different, but Clara recognized her instantly. It was the woman from the outside of the box. The poster girl for the game.Of course, she forgot what she saw instantly, just as her new 'Mistress' told her to."I'm going to look forward to when we meet next, Clara." The woman with amethyst eyes smiled down at her, and she flipped her hood back up over her head. "I'll be waiting, my new pet."—[ New Trigger Word: 'Pet' → Arousal ][ New Weak Spots: Sternum, Navel, Lower Back ]—What is Abigail doing during this?
❌Abigail caught masturbating outside the door. (More Hypnosis) (Abigail Sub)
❌Abigail waits patiently while Clara learns magic. (Breasts Teased by Tentacle in her Shirt.)
✅Abigail picks up a cursed item from the magic shop. (Random Curse.)
❌Abigail steps outside to get some air. (Masturbation + Tentacle Sex behind the shop.)
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Abigail stood in the dimly lit shop, staring at the ceiling. It had been a full minute since Clara left with the shopkeeper, and she was bored."What to do, I wonder...." She said to herself. However, her boredom didn't last long.The tentacle inside her shirt shifted over her breasts, squeezing its slimy body around her chest. The motion sent tingles racing out over her skin, a deep blush filled her cheeks. The aphrodisiac in its secretions heightened the sensitivity of her breasts and, as it brushed over her nipples, her breath caught at the sensation."Settle down, girl..." Abigail squeezed her arms together, subtly pushing against the sides of her breasts with her arms. However, the motion seemed to encourage the tentacle to go further.It traced a looping path around her breasts, spinning a figure eight inside her shirt. With every loop, its tail flicked over her nipples and caused the heat in Abigail's cheeks to grow worse. It felt like she would go crazy from the teasing touch.Her cock hardened inside her shorts, creating an obvious tent in the fabric. As the aphrodisiac seeped deeper into her breasts, her arousal grew higher, and the glans of her cock throbbed with anticipation. Despite her attempts to hold back the warmth in her lower half, she felt precum dribbling out of her tip and staining her panties."I swear..." Abigail withdrew her dagger, holding it up. "If you don't stop squirming, I'll make you..."Her cheeks were bright red, breathing heavy. In a different circumstance, she wouldn't have been able to stop herself from masturbating right then and there. With the combination of aphrodisiacs and the teasing touch of the tentacle at her chest, the needy arousal felt impossible to ignore. However, this wasn't the right place for such things."I'm serious..." Abigail held the tip of her dagger up to her shirt, letting the point tickle the frayed threads of her top. "Stop moving around so much.""Grnwww?" The tentacle gave a muffled chirp, and it came to a stop at last.Abigail breathed a sigh of relief, and she looked around herself. There were windows facing the street outside, but no one had seen her, thankfully. The dark interior of the magic shop made it difficult to see inside, and few spared a glance at the dilapidated shop.(I wonder when Clara will return, though. I didn't think it would take them that long to find a book...) Abigail turned, looking around the shop.There were countless magic items on display, piled up on display tables in orderly lines. From magic rings, to magic necklaces, it was surprising for such expensive items to not be hidden behind a display case, but she figured it was an extension of the strange magic shop's quirks.None of the items had price tags on them, and Abigail had heard rumors that the 'payment' here was more costly than money. Those that bought items from the shady shop required them to do other things in return, like harvesting rare monster materials and such—similar to a barter system.(Oh, that's interesting.) A peculiar item caught Abigail's eye—a singular glove resting on the end of a display table. Like the other items, it didn't have any label or price attached to it, and she began to wonder if it was really a magic item at all."I wonder if someone left their glove here..." Abigail picked it up, examining the item closer.The glove had openings where the fingers usually went in. It was a 'fingerless' glove design. She had often looked at them, but she had never been able to justify the expenditure. The fingerless design gave the glove better dexterity, which she needed as a rogue, but all it would do was protect against calluses.(Avoiding a few calluses never seemed worth the price.) She thought to herself, and she turned the glove over in her hand.The glove was the perfect size for her, and it fit her needs. Only her dominant hand carried her dagger, so she needed only one glove, and the glove was for one's dominant hand. If she were more superstitious, she might assume it was fate to find the glove here.(This doesn't look magical... Perhaps someone accidentally left their glove behind.) Abigail thought to herself. (If someone left it behind and forgot about it, they wouldn't mind me taking it, right?)It was a dumb thought. Even if it wasn't an item to be sold, she ought to turn over the glove to the shopkeeper. However, Abigail hesitated.(It wouldn't hurt to try on, would it?) Even if it was a magical item for sale, or a lost item, she could at least try it on. She was curious about fingerless gloves, and it seemed like a good fit...Abigail stretched out her fingers, slipping them into the glove. She only got a few inches before the leather glove came to life. Before she could react, the item jumped onto her hand, fully enveloping her palm in the soft leather."What the-?" She reeled back, but it was too late. The glove was cursed. "Wait, what are you doing-?!"Her newly gloved hand unzipped her shorts, and it pulled out her still erect cock. After the tentacle's teasing, it had left her pent up, and as if relieving those urges, the glove wrapped her fingers around her cock, stroking it slowly."Wait, seriously, I'm..." Abigail trailed off, and a moan escaped her lips. She bent over, knees trembling as her dexterous fingers stroked her cock. Her hand didn't even feel like her own anymore. It was as if everything beyond her wrist had taken on a life of its own.The glove stroked her cock in slow methodical pumps, squeezing extra tight around her glans. Every additional pump made Abigail's head spin, and tingles of pleasure raced out of her tip. Despite the strange situation, her precum drooled out of her cock and dripped down between her legs.(This is bad, I'm making a mess... No, that's not what I should be worrying about!) She had a cursed glove now controlling her hand. She ought to be worrying more about the strange magic possessing her fingers, but it felt difficult to think as the pseudo-masturbation continued.Her thumb pushed forward, rubbing a circle over her tip, and her fingers fluttered over her shaft to accentuate the touch. Despite the glove not having any fingers to it, the magic manipulated her digits like a skilled musician, gliding them over her sensitive member."Please, wait.. I'm- Ah." Abigail let out another moan, and her eyes fluttered.The sensations from beyond her wrist disappeared, and all she felt was the stimulation to her cock. It felt like it truly belonged to someone else, and she whimpered as the foreign hand rubbed her cock. All she could do was moan as the expert fingers manipulated her member."Abi, are you okay?" Clara stepped out of the back room, and Abigail's eyes widened in surprise."Yes." She nodded quickly and straightened up. However, the gloved hand continued to stroke her cock insistently. It was hidden below the table, but Abigail's cheeks burned in embarrassment.As the shopkeeper followed in after Clara, a wave of guilt washed through her. She had accidentally touched one of the magic items, and now she was masturbating right in the middle of the shop. She had no idea what the true purpose of the glove was, or if it was normal for the glove to jack-off its host, but her cheeks burned in embarrassment and guilt.Thankfully, or tragically perhaps, the shopkeeper didn't pay her any mind. She guided Clara over to an opposite table, and placed the book in front of them. "How about I explain how to use this book, shall I?""Yes, Mistress." Clara nodded. "Please give me your guidance once more."Abigail didn't know why Clara was being so formal with the shopkeeper. Perhaps she was respecting her as an older witch, or perhaps that was just how she spoke to older women. However, Abigail didn't have long to think about it.The tentacle inside her shirt began to stir once more. The tentacle spun figure eights around her breasts, flicking over her nipples and groping her chest from every angle.The fresh stimulation to her breasts sent Abigail's mind into a downward spiral. With her gloved hand still stroking her cock, the pleasure grew higher and higher inside her, and she felt an orgasm fast approaching.Tingles rippled out of her nipples, breasts, and cock, melting through her hips and chest. It felt like her entire body was aflame with arousal as the stimulation grew more intense. She grabbed her wrist, trying to slow her hand, but it was useless.(I'm gonna come!) Abigail thought to herself, and she tensed up. Every stroke of her cock felt better than the last, and her sensitivity sharpened. Any second now, she would topple over the edge.The other two continued talking across the room, oblivious to her state of ecstasy. They stood in front of the book, staring down at it and completely ignoring Abigail."Oh god..." She whispered under her breath. The humiliation of being milked by her own hand, the embarrassment of doing it inside the magic shop. All of it overwhelmed her mind and amplified the pleasure.(At the very least, I can't leave a mess!) Abigail used the last of her strength to grab her handkerchief from her back pocket, and she pushed it over her cock.With a whimper, she came into the cloth, and her eyes rolled up. Every spurt of seed into the handkerchief made her knees tremble, and the twitching pleasure consumed all her senses. For several seconds, she panted for breath, riding out the waves of the orgasm.When she came to, she looked up and noticed Clara and the shopkeeper were still talking. Despite her moans and nearly collapsing to the floor, the other two looked oblivious to what happened.(Thank goodness...) She thought to herself, and she hurriedly took off the glove, returning it to the table. However, a small doubt crept into the back of her mind. (Why didn't they notice me?)—Clara panted for breath, cheeks burning with arousal. The shopkeeper stood next to her, and they discussed the contents of the book, but she could hardly concentrate.The older woman's hand rested on the small of her back, tracing circles into the spot. Every shift of her fingers sent Clara's mind spinning and her nipples stood stiff with arousal, protruding through the thin red top of her dress.(Why am I getting so aroused?) She thought to herself. The small of her back felt even more sensitive than her mons. It was as if the erogenous zone had grown dozens of times stronger in the blink of an eye."Are you listening, Pet?" The shopkeeper pointed at the image on the page. "You can use this book to draw inspiration for your spells. Memorize the words, recall the image, and you'll find it easier to focus your mind on the magic.""I- Uhm..." Clara took a shuddering breath. A quiet moan escaped her lips at the word 'pet'. She couldn't understand why it made her so aroused, but she felt like she needed to come. Every fiber of her being screamed out for release."It seems you don't understand yet, let me ask the question again. Do you remember the instructions I told you, pet?""Yes, Mistress..." Clara moaned a little louder, rubbing her thighs together. She said the words without even thinking if they were true.A big, thick, and large toy was inside her ass. Every time she clenched her sex, she felt the dildo inside her rear, and the presence of the toy amplified her arousal even higher. Despite her best efforts to concentrate, arousal dripped down her thighs, and she struggled to string one thought together."Good. Well, it's hard to go wrong with magic. You might not get the results you intended, but the outcome is determined by your imagination. It won't do anything you don't will it to do.""Yes, Mistress." Clara nodded again.What should Abigail and Clara do next?
❌Go to a clothes shop (Shopping Together + Changing Room Sex)
❌Register Clara with the adventurer's guild (Vibrator Toy + Orgasm in front of others)
❌Head to Church (Evening Sermon) (Aphrodisiac + Public Masturbation)
✅Get a souvenir from the magic shop (Rings of Telepathy) (Shared Orgasms)
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"We should get going," Abigail said.Clara looked up from the book, and she nodded. "Thank you very much for this grimoire."The book was thick, and she tucked it under one arm. With the wand strapped to her thigh, and the book in hand, she felt like a real witch. However, the shopkeeper shook her head."As I said, there's no magic in the book itself. Once you learn the spells within, there's no reason to keep it." The shopkeeper stepped around the shop counter, taking a seat behind it. "Is there anything else I can do for you two fine ladies?""I don't think so." Abigail turned to leave, but Clara caught her wrist."Wait, we should at least take a look at the magic items around here." (If I know anything from games, you ought to at least view the inventory of a shop when you visit.) Clara thought to herself."I don't know about these magic items..." Abigail blushed as she spoke.Clara had no way of knowing Abigail's encounter with the cursed item in the shop, or how she'd had her cock milked by a cursed glove, so Clara just shook her head."Even if we can't buy anything, we ought to at least check the prices." She turned back towards the shopkeeper. "Could we examine some of the magic items around here?""I'm afraid most of my collection here isn't for sale. Many of my wares have curses, and if the wrong person pokes around in them, they could find themselves in quite a pickle." The shopkeeper flicked her eyes at Abigail, causing Abigail's cheeks to darken to a deep shade of crimson."I see..." Clara, oblivious to their exchange, frowned in disappointment. "If that's how it is, then...""Ah, but I suppose I could part with some of my collection. If it's for my dearest protégé, then I can find something useful for you two." The shopkeeper reached underneath the counter and pulled out a small box. "How about this?"She lifted the lid to reveal two silver rings on a red silk handkerchief. They glimmered in the dim light of the shop, and Clara's eyes lit up at the sight of them.(Magic items!) In games, they were always just simple images, but here they were in the flesh. This might have been a digital world, but Clara's heart beat a little faster in excitement. It felt like she was really looking at two magic rings."I'm not sure about this, Clara..." Abigail put one hand on her shoulder, trying to pull her away, but Clara's eyes stuck to the rings like glue."What do they do?" She asked."They allow two wearer's to communicate with only their thoughts. These are rings of telepathy." The shopkeeper pulled out the two rings, offering them. "Why don't you try them out.""Sure!" Clara slid one on her ring finger, and she turned to Abi. "These seem useful, don't they? We can at least try them on, right?""Fine..." Abigail picked up the other ring, but she glanced at the shopkeeper skeptically. "These aren't cursed, are they?""No, of course not. As I said, some of my wares are dangerous, which is why you shouldn't poke around at them on your own. However, these are perfectly safe. I promise."Despite the hood obscuring her face, the sound of her lips curling into a smile came through in her words. Clara could hear the shopkeeper grin as she promised their safety, but she didn't think twice about it. After all, the shopkeeper had been so nice to her and gave her the book for free—she had no reason to suspect her."C'mon, let's try these rings out." Clara turned back to Abigail, smiling."Fine..." Abigail relented, and slipped the ring over her finger.(I wonder how telepathy works.) Clara wondered to herself.(It works just fine.) Abigail thought back. (I can feel your thoughts connect to mine.)"Oh!" Clara's eyes widened as she heard Abigail's voice in her head. "It works just like that?""Indeed." The shopkeeper nodded. "As long as you both wear the rings, you'll hear each other's thoughts and share your senses.""Share senses?" Abigail raised an eyebrow. "I thought these rings were just for telepathy.""It will only share the strongest of sensations. For example, if one of you is attacked while wearing the rings, the other will feel a dull pain in the area." The shopkeeper closed the lid on the carrying case of the rings and returned the empty box below the counter. "Useful, isn't it?""Indeed..." Abigail nodded. "How much will you charge us for these?""Don't be silly, Abi." Clara shook her head. "Mistress said we could have these for free. She's treating me as her protégé, after all.""Indeed. Don't worry about paying me anything. The sight of your two smiling faces is more than enough for me." Once again, the shopkeeper's smile was so wide it was audible in her voice, but Clara didn't pay her any mind.After they obtained the rings, she said her goodbyes, and they left the shop together, still wearing the telepathic magic item.—"We should get you registered at the adventurer's guild. If we're gonna be in a party, we'll need to update our registrations," Abigail said as they left the magic shop."Uhm, before we go anywhere else, I'd like to take a breather," Clara said. "Could you please excuse me for a bit?""Sure..." Abigail furrowed her brow, but she nodded.With her assent, Clara turned down an alley at the side of the shop. Her cheeks were flushed, breathing heavy from the arousal she felt in the shop. After the shopkeeper touched the small of her back, she felt helplessly aroused, and the urges wouldn't settle down between her legs.She headed to a spot where no one could see her, leaving Abigail behind.(I think I can do it here without anyone noticing.) She thought to herself.(Going to take a piss?) Abigail thought back, and the red flush in Clara's cheeks darkened to an embarrassed hue.(I'm sorry, please ignore me.) She shook her head, trying to avoid thinking to herself.She was going to do something embarrassing, but it wasn't relieving herself in the way Abigail imagined. She intended to masturbate to quiet the urges that had built up inside the shop. For that, she had to avoid thinking too loudly.Despite having sex with Abi before—twice, even—she felt too embarrassed to tell her what she was really doing.Clara leaned against the back of the magic shop. With one hand, she hiked up the bottom of her skirt and used her other hand to slide down over her mons. Without any panties, her fingers touched her bare skin, and the sensation sent a shiver down her spine.The arousal came rushing back even stronger than when the shopkeeper called her 'pet'. Her mind spun as she rubbed her outer lips, and she dug two fingers into either side of her slit, grinding down against her mons. The motion was slow but sensual, sending tingles of pleasure racing through her sex.Reflexively, her mons twitched against her touch, and she clenched her core, squeezing around the remnants of tentacle secretions and Abi's seed from earlier.Her ears burned with embarrassment. The fact she was masturbating outside, even in a game, made her heart pound. Every fiber of her being told her she had to take off the headset and go do it in the safety of her own apartment, but she didn't know how to exit the game, nor did she have the willpower to stop herself.Faster and faster, she rubbed over her mons. Just when she felt like she would go crazy, she pushed her fingers deeper and rubbed at her apex, swirling her throbbing clit in circles. The sensitive spot sent lighting crackling through her hips, sending waves of intense pleasure far stronger than her labia could provide alone.Her mouth opened, and a moan escaped her, but she clamped one hand down over her lips. While her ears burned in embarrassment, and she struggled to hold in her voice, she sped up her fingers.The guilty pleasure of doing it in a back alley only stoked her arousal higher. Shame and humiliation burned through Clara, but she couldn't stop herself even if she wanted to. Despite how many times she'd come already, and despite the remnants of Abi's seed still inside her, she was horny.(God I wish I had Abi's cock was inside me right now...) The thought popped up in Clara's mind before she even realized what she was thinking. However, even after thinking it, she was too horny to properly understand the implications.(////////)All her senses blurred together, focusing on the impending orgasm to come. She didn't even notice Abi's muffled surprise coming through their telepathic connection.(God her cock felt good. I think I'm addicted. My fingers just aren't enough!) Clara sped up her fingers rubbing her clit as fast as she could, but she felt empty. She needed something thick and large inside her—something like Abi's cock.—Abigail stood in another alley, just out of sight. She'd thought Clara was just relieving herself, but as she heard her thoughts, her cheeks darkened in embarrassment.(God, Abi's cock was so juicy... If only I could suck on it right now.)Clara's thoughts came through their telepathic connection, and Abigail's cock twitched inside her panties. Despite her own orgasm only a few minutes prior, her pulse quickened. Just thearing its name caused her cock to harden in anticipation.(That was my first time, too... First time seeing a cock, first time licking one, and first time getting fucked by one. I'm such a slut, losing my virginity in a back alley...)Abigail's eyes widened at the revelation, but she did her best not to react. Her chivalry told her that intruding on Clara's thoughts like this was rude. She would have no way of knowing Clara was a virgin if she hadn't accidentally revealed it here.(Once we get out of this village, I hope Abi pushes me down over a tree stump and fucks me raw again. I need her cock. Oh god, I need it so bad.)Abigail's cheeks continued to darken as she heard Clara's mid-masturbation fantasies. With one hand, she fiddled with the ring on her finger, about to remove it. However, it was difficult to cut the telepathic connection when she knew Clara was thinking about her. Every lust-ridden thought from Clara only peaked her curiosity more.(I wanna try giving her a proper boobjob. Now that I have these massive breasts, I can't wait to use them. Oh god, the spot between them feels so sensitive, too. I bet it would feel great to have Abi fuck my tits.)Her imagination only seemed to grow stronger, and Abigail's cheeks burned in embarrassment. Her cock strained inside her shorts, and her breathing came heavy with her own arousal. It took all her effort not to send her own naughty thoughts back to Clara.In fact, she had half a mind to turn the corner and give Clara the cock she so obviously wanted. However, she hesitated.Clara wasn't just some woman off the street anymore, they were party members. She'd asked for space, and she ought to give some. Listening to her thoughts was more than enough of a violation.When they first met, she approached Clara because she thought she was a lost noble lady. It was out of a sense of duty that she'd spoken to her. Then, she saw the tentacle peeking out of her skirt and she'd assumed Clara was just a pervert, so she took the opportunity to have some fun of her own. But now, Abigail knew that wasn't the case at all.Clara was just a fledgling witch over her head. She'd accidentally summoned a tentacle and gotten caught by it. Before entering that alley, she was a virgin, at least if her inner thoughts were to be believed. Abigail's cheeks burned with shame as she realized what she'd done.However, despite her guilt, she lowered one hand to the bulge in her shorts. Even as she felt ashamed over taking Clara's virginity in a back alley, her own arousal threatened to overcome her. Something about Clara's naughty thoughts made it impossible to ignore her own urges.(Cock! Abi's Cock. Want. Horny. Fuck. Need Release!)Abigail could feel Clara's arousal through their telepathic connection. The thoughts came through in flashes of images and feelings, overwhelming her. Before she could think to resist them, her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull.(I'm coming!) Clara shouted out through their telepathic connection, and she felt the orgasm crash through her.Her cock twitched inside her shorts, then spurt out a load of seed, creaming the inside of her panties. She didn't even have a chance to take the member out of her shorts as the orgasm twitched through her cock, and she shot load after load into her underwear."Mnghhh...." Abigail moaned and doubled over, stuffing two hands into her crotch. Slowly, a dark stain spread over the front of her shorts, and her ears burned with embarrassment.—"I'm coming..." Clara whispered the words under her breath, and she clenched around the thick dildo in her ass.With two fingers, she pressed down on her clit, sending herself over the edge, and a thick splash landed on the ground in front of her. She let out a spray of ecstasy out from between her legs, and her eyes fluttered in satisfaction. Every twitch through her insides felt better than the last.She slowly rubbed her clit, riding out the waves of the orgasm until she grew too sensitive to touch. Only once she couldn't bear the feeling of her fingers any more did she finally remove them from her sex.(That was more intense than I expected...) She thought to herself.(I think we need to talk.) Abigail thought back to her.(Oh god! How much of my thoughts did you hear?) Clara's eyes widened in surprise, and with a sickening feeling, she realized she'd forgotten to hold back her thoughts."I heard everything." Abigail rounded the corner, and Clara hurriedly pushed down her skirt, covering herself up again."I can explain. Uhm... I didn't mean anything by what I thought, or perhaps I did, but I wasn't myself. I, uhm-" Clara hurriedly waved her hands, unable to think of what to say."I understand, don't worry." Abigail stepped up to her and took her hands, clasping them together. "Don't worry, I understand everything now.""Why are you looking at me like that? I must have thought something really embarrassing!" Clara couldn't even remember all the things she thought about while masturbating, but her ears burned with embarrassment.When deciding to wear the telepathic rings, she didn't think about the consequences of Abigail hearing all of her most embarrassing thoughts.What should Abigail and Clara do next?
✅Go to a clothes shop (Shopping Together + Changing Room Sex)
❌Register Clara with the adventurer's guild (Vibrator Toy + Orgasm in front of others)
❌Head to Church (Evening Sermon) (Aphrodisiac + Public Masturbation)
❌Clara cleans up the 'mess' in Abigail's panties. (Oral + Sex in the back alley)
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"Hey, Clara. Could you use some of that cleaning magic on me?" Abigail frowned, looking down at her shorts. A damp stain had formed at her crotch."Oh? Uhm..." Clara's eyes widened at the sight. "Did you have an accident?""Of course not!" Abigail gave a chop on her head, causing Clara to wince. "This is all your fault.""Mine? Listen, I don't remember pissing in your pants." Clara rubbed her head, but Abigail reached out and pinched her cheeks. "Ow ow ow!""I told you, I didn't piss myself." Abigail let go of her cheeks and they snapped back in place.(These telepathic rings communicate intense sensations, remember?) Abigail thought to herself, and the telepathic rings communicated the words to Clara's mind directly.(Oh, yeah...) Clara nodded. (But what does that have to do with me? Wait- You don't mean...?)(When you masturbated, it caused me to orgasm as well...) Abigail's cheeks blushed, and she looked away. (So, if you still have some magic left in you, I'd appreciate it if you can help clean me up.)"Of course." Clara nodded hurriedly, and she took out her wand."This is your fault, so you need to take responsibility." Abigail unbuttoned her shorts, and she pulled down her panties, exposing the mess inside. A sheen of seed covered the inside of her panties and coated her cock.The sight of the flaccid member sent a flush filling Clara's cheeks. Despite just masturbating, she felt herself growing aroused once more, but she did her best to push aside the urges. It was her fault Abi had ended up in such a state, so she needed to take responsibility."Let's see, I think there was a spell for this in the book." She opened her grimoire and nodded to herself. "Here it is."The book showed a drawing of stains and messes lifting away from a table. Clara focused on the image in her mind and brought the words to her lips. With a flick and swish of her wand, she cast the spell on Abigail's crotch.[ Luere Omnia ]At her words, the mess lifted out of Abi's panties and disappeared into a haze of sparkles, leaving her panties dry and clean once more."Oh, it worked. Thanks!" Abigail pulled up her underwear and rebuttoned her shorts around her waist. "That feels much better.""I'm glad I could help." Clara's ears burned from seeing Abigail's cock again, but she was glad she was of use to her.—A little while later, they were on the road again. They slipped into the village through a hole in the wall. Since neither of them had much money, it was easier to avoid the toll at the gates than to pay it."Before we go to the adventurer's guild, I'd like to buy some new panties," Clara said. "My last pair got stolen by some tentacles...""Speaking of tentacles..." Abigail poked her chest, and a squirming bulge formed in her shirt. "We should find a better way to hide her. If we can get a bag or something to carry this tentacle around in, I'd much prefer it over keeping her in my shirt.""Oh, yeah..." Clara nodded. (Sorry about that! If I hadn't summoned that tentacle by accident...)(It's fine...) Abigail thought back. (I know a cheap clothing shop. We can get your panties and something to carry this tentacle in there.)They headed towards the corner of the town, where a run down shop stood against the outer walls of the village. It had a sign outside reading 'Becky's Boutique', but a thick layer of dust laid on its lettering.Abigail stepped inside, and she knocked on the side of the door frame. "Becky? You in?""Yes!" A bespectacled woman with thick frames strode out, carrying a dress in one hand. At the sight of them, she shoved the dress on a hanger and threw it onto one of the many racks filling the shop. "Abigail? And another customer? Welcome.""I'm Clara... I need some new underwear today." Clara bowed her head slightly. "I'll be in your care.""And I need a bag or something with pockets," Abigail said."Certainly, why don't you head to the back? I'll gather some options." Becky began picking out items from the various clothing racks, and Abigail nodded."Follow me." She led the way into a back room with a mirror.Like the rest of the shop, it was cramped and stuffed full of clothes, but there was enough space for them to stand comfortably and change. If Clara had to describe it, it was like one of the double-wide changing rooms from a department store."Shouldn't we pick out some clothes to try on before coming here?" Clara asked, but Abi shook her head."Becky will pick out stuff for us. We won't have the money to buy half of it, but just play along. She doesn't get very many chances to play dress up like this.""Most of my customers order in advance, you see." Becky came in, holding a pile of clothes in her arms. "Rarely do I get any walk-ins...""I told you I just needed a bag, right?" Abigail asked. "What are all those clothes?""I figured you'd like options." Becky held up a leather jacket. "This has pockets, see? And it'll fit you.""And how much would this cost, I wonder?" Abigail shook her head, but she tried on the brown leather jacket. With her crop top, it gave her a very 'punk' vibe, and Clara smiled at the sight of it.(She looks cute.) Clara thought to herself.(We are still linked.) Abigail flicked her eyes back at her, and Clara realized her mistake.(Sorry! I forgot you could hear my thoughts...) Clara gave a sheepish smile. She would never have the bravery to say something like that out loud, least of all to someone she'd met only hours earlier."This is only five large silvers," Becky said. "Cheap, isn't it?""That's twice our budget..." Abigail turned back to the shopkeeper and shook her head. "You really ought to be showing us your lineup of canvas sacks, instead...""Don't worry, just try on some more stuff." Becky pushed more clothes into Abigail's hands.At Becky's insistence, Abigail changed into a pair of leather pants, a pair of pajamas, a one piece swimsuit, and even a ball gown. Clara's eyes spun with how quickly Becky could dress and redress her, but Abigail complained through all of it."We don't have the money to buy any of this! And aren't you going to use Clara as your dress up doll? Why not push your weird hobby onto someone else?""Oh, that's right. Clara, would you like to try on some clothes as well?" Becky glanced at her, but Clara shook her head rapidly."No, I'm fine with what I have..." The thought of getting dressed up by someone she didn't know was embarrassing."She says she's fine." Becky turned back to Abigail. "Now, I have a new lingerie set you can try next...""H-Hang on..." Abigail took a step back nervously.(Now that I think about it, I've never been to this place with anyone else.) Abigail thought to herself. (I thought Becky did this to all her customers, but was she just targeting me all along?)"I designed half my surplus with your sizes in mind, Abi..." Becky smiled, pulling out a pair of skimpy underwear. "The least you could do is try them on.""I underestimated you, Becky. You were nothing but a pervert all this time." Abigail's cheeks reddened at the sight of the sheer fabric of the underwear. (Those panties are completely see through!)"Pervert? No way... A pervert might want to take off your clothes, I just want to put some on you..." Becky stepped closer, smiling wide. "Now stand still. I'll have you out of the ball gown in a flash."Clara watched on from the corner of the changing room, smiling in bemusement. Despite their flurry of quips, it was clear the two women were close friends.(Ah, Abi looks so hot in that lingerie...) Clara thought to herself, then she realized her mistake. (Oops. Sorry again...)(It's fine...) Abigail blushed and looked away. (I don't mind you looking.)Clara's cheeks warmed at the words. She glanced between Abi's cock, which was clearly visible through the thin, transparent underwear and then back up at Abigail's bashful look. Despite her best efforts to remain calm, the words echoed in Clara's head.(She doesn't mind me looking? What does that mean? I know we fucked, but that was under the effects of the tentacle secretions...) Clara's cheeks burned, but she couldn't look away from the sight of Abigail's member.(I said look, not stare.) Abigail glanced back at her, shaking her head. (For a virgin, you're awfully horny, you know that?)(I'm not a virgin.) Clara stiffened in her seat in indignation.(Alleyway sex doesn't count as losing your virginity...) Abigail rolled her eyes. (If you're really that stuck on that title, I'll help you out of it tonight, but you need to focus right now.)(Focus?) Clara furrowed her brow, then she realized someone was calling out to her."Hello? Are you listening?" Becky held out several pairs of underwear in front of her. "Which kind would you like?""Uhm, I don't have a preference." Clara blinked, glancing at the shopkeeper. She answered in a hurry, but she really didn't care what kind of underwear she got, she just needed a fresh pair of panties."Here, try on this black pair. If they fit, they all will." Becky handed her a dark pair of panties with a red bow stitched on the front. "I eyeballed your size, but I think they should work for you.""Thank you." Clara nodded, and she took the underwear, standing up. She slipped one leg through the right side, then the left side before pulling the panties up her thighs. As the soft fabric met her mons, clara smiled to herself.(There's nothing better than a fresh pair of underwear.) She thought to herself. They made her feel clean and safe."They fit okay?" Becky asked."Yep." Clara nodded and did a spin. "They feel great.""I'll go gather a few more options. In the meantime, feel free to pick out anything you liked from the options I've shown you so far." Becky glanced between the two of them and nodded. "I'll be back in a bit."She left the changing room, and Abigail let out a sigh of relief."Finally, she's gone." Abigail pulled off the lingerie and began redressing herself in the clothes she came in. Her original outfit was a pair of shorts and a crop top. They were ragged in comparison to the other clothes around the room, but she looked more comfortable in them."That reminds me, where did the tentacle go?" Clara asked."I had her hide in the leather coat when Becky put it on me." Clara jerked her chin towards the pile of clothes in the corner, the remnants of her dress up session with the shopkeeper."Grnww?" The pile of clothes shifted and the head of the tentacle peaked out."You can return now." Abigail stretched out one arm, and the tentacle climbed up it, returning to her shirt. "Unfortunately, we couldn't find a good bag, though.""It's fine..." Clara stared at the leather jacket before nodding to herself. (By the way, what do you mean alleyway sex doesn't count? I'll have you know, I had sex with a tentacle before you. Even if we don't count our session together, I'm totally not a virgin anymore.)(Alleyway sex doesn't count, and neither does tentacle sex.) Abigail shook her head. (Besides, it's clear you're still a virgin at heart...)(Oh yeah?) Clara bristled indignantly. (Would a virgin do this?)She stood up and approached Abigail. With one hand, she grabbed the bulge in her shorts, stroking it. Clara's heart pounded as she did it, but she managed to keep a straight face and glare at Abigail throughout the contact.(Your blushing gives away everything.) Abigail rolled her eyes, still as cool as a cucumber. (Even if you hide your thoughts, it's clear you're embarrassed.)(I'm not embarrassed.) Clara's cheeks burned brighter and brighter, but she kept her lips in a pout. With one hand, she pushed harder against Abigail's bulge, rubbing it with her palm.(Careful now. If you keep doing that, I'll...) Abigail's cheeks blushed, and her cock twitched, hardening inside her shorts. Where it started as a small bulge, it grew into a thick penile-shaped outline through her canvas shorts.(That's the idea... Would a virgin be able to turn you on like this?) Clara breathed heavily, and she pushed her chest against Abi's, overpowering her small breasts with her own. (I'll get you to take it back, one way or another...)"Seriously, you need to be careful..." Abigail breathed heavily. (God, I wanna fuck her so bad. Wait- Shit.)Clara's cheeks burned a little hotter as she heard Abigail's thoughts directly. However, she didn't back down.(Then do it.) She breathed heavily, staring back at Abigail fiercely. (I'll prove myself here and now.)(Are you serious?) Abigail's cock twitched under her palm, and Clara jumped at the feeling, but she nodded.(Becky won't be back for a while, right? Let's do it...) She stepped back and turned around, hiking up the skirt of her crimson dress and exposing her new black panties. (Go ahead.)(For the record... This doesn't count either.) Abigail reached out and slid the underwear down Clara's hips, exposing her sex. Already, a stain had formed on the inside of the black underwear, and Clara's ears burned as she felt the air against her slit.Abigail unzipped her shorts and pushed the tip of her cock against Clara's sex, sliding through her lips and searching for her opening. When she found the spot of least resistance, she pushed her hips forward, sinking inside her.(Oh god...) Clara's back arched at the feeling of Abigail inside her once more. Her eyes fluttered, and she struggled to contain a moan. Despite all the orgasms she'd received so far, a tingle of pleasure rippled through her insides.Abigail thrust forward, and a wave of satisfaction rolled out from Clara's sex. Her mouth formed a silent 'o' shape, and she thrust back against her. Despite the guilt of having sex in such a public place, the thrill only heightened her arousal.(I must be messed up in the head.) Clara thought to herself. (This is the third time today I'm doing this in public.)(It's too late for regrets.) Abigail thought back, and she sped up her hips. (We're committed now. Let's just get this over before Becky comes back.)(Ah, don't remind me. I'm so nervous, I can barely think straight.) Clara swallowed, trying to hold back her anxiety over getting caught, but Abigail's words only heightened the feelings of nervousness. She could barely focus on the pump of her cock as nervous butterflies did somersaults inside her belly.(This was your idea!) Abigail thought back. (Take some responsibility...)Her hips sped up, and a chill ran down Clara's spine. The sound of their slapping hips was so loud. Becky would surely hear them. Even if she avoided moaning, it was only a matter of time before they got caught. However, even as she felt a confused mixture of embarrassment and arousal, Clara felt something new.Abigail's emotions and thoughts bled in through their telepathic connection. Clara sensed her arousal as her own, and the fire in her belly grew hotter. Even as butterflies ran through her abdomen, her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, and the fog of arousal descended over her mind.She thrust back against Abi, swinging her hips harder and causing their slapping bodies to echo louder through the room. However, she only felt more aroused by the sound, and Clara's nipples throbbed, stiff inside her dress. Every small flutter in her belly grew into arousal, causing her to moan and make more noise, forming a cyclical loop of nervous anticipation.(Don't moan so loud.) Abigail thought to her, but Clara shook her head."It feels so good... Both your body, and my own..." She could practically feel Abi's cock as if it were her own, and it accentuated every wave of pleasure from their slapping hips."I'm serious...." Abigail grabbed her from behind, putting one hand over her mouth. "If Becky finds us, we're finished...""Mnghh..." Clara moaned into Abigail's hand, unable to think straight. (I'm so close...)Each thrust of Abigail's hips felt better than the last. Clara normally wouldn't have orgasmed so easily, but she felt Abi's orgasm as her own. Despite how they'd just begun, she felt Abigail's approaching orgasm, and Clara's lust-drunk mind couldn't differentiate it from her own.(Dammit... Just try to stay quiet!) Abigail slammed her hips into Clara's one final time, and her cock twitched. Without any warning, she burst inside of Clara, letting out load after load of seed into her furthest depths."Mnghhhh!" Clara moaned into Abi's fingers, unable to contain her voice. (I never knew cumming with a cock felt so good...)She felt every twitching pulse of Abi's member inside her. Not only from her sex, but through their shared connection. The intensity of the sensation and Abi's pleasure nearly overwhelmed her. The hairs on the back of her neck raised at the feeling, and it was all she could do to avoid screaming out in blinding ecstasy.(This much is normal, relax...) Abigail's eyes fluttered, but she shook her head. With one final pump of her hips, she let out her last load inside Clara before pulling out."You'd better get that cleaning magic ready. We can't leave a mess in here," Abigail said.Clara stumbled away, but she nodded. "Of course."With a flick of her wand, she removed the stains from the floor and wiped away the seed dripping down her thighs. However, she felt a tinge of regret as the seed disappeared from inside her. The primal instincts in the back of her brain made Abi's seed feel amazing inside her.(Next time, I'll keep a little of Abi's mess inside me...) Clara thought to herself.(I can still hear you...) Abigail thought back.(Oops.) Clara couldn't help but smile sheepishly at her own thoughts.What should Clara do next?
❌Head to the adventurer's guild to register. (Vibrator Toy + Orgasm in front of others)
❌Go find a fancy restaurant with Abigail. (Romantic Dinner) (Slow Burn Evening.)
❌Get caught by Becky and punished for public indecency. (Got to Jail) (Spanking With Abigail)
✅Log out for the day and go to sleep. (She's played enough games for now, and it's getting late.)
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"Alright, it's time to pay." Becky laid the items out on the counter. "One pair of panties is a large silver, and I'll throw this burlap bag in for free since I like you, Abi.""I appreciate it." Abigail stepped up in front of the counter, and she pulled out a coin purse from her side. "Let's see here, I should have enough to cover Clara's new underwear.""Wait." Clara grabbed her wrist and shook her head. "Allow me."She pulled out the wooden wand from a strap on her thigh and opened her grimoire. There was a spell the magic shop owner had shown her. It was useful for witches on a tight budget and always came in handy when times were tough.[ Aurum. ]Clara cast the spell, giving her wand a swish and a flick. At the word 'Aurum', a glowing light appeared on the counter of the shop, and a ball of gold appeared in front of them. It was only the size of a golf ball, and gold wasn't as expensive in this game world as it was in the real world, but it ought to be handy for a bartering position."How about this?" Clara asked. "I'll give you this ball of gold for all the clothes Abigail tried on, my panties, and the other underwear you showed me."(What the hell?! You didn't tell me you could create gold!) Abigail's eyes widened in surprise. (You can't let anyone else know you can do that...)A wave of exhaustion washed over Clara. Even as Abigail sent her thoughts through their telepathic connection, she wavered slightly on her feet. The ball of gold was small, but it took a lot out of her to create.(Don't worry, I don't think I can pull that off again for a while...) She thought back to abigail."This is genuine..." Becky tapped the gold in surprise. "Yeah, you have yourself a deal. In fact, I'll throw in all the other clothes I made with Abigail in mind. I had no idea she had a witch for a friend!""Neither did I..." Abigail said, and cast a side glance at Clara. (I thought you were barely able to manage a cleaning spell?)(This book is very useful...) Clara thought back to her. She never would have been able to pull off half the things in the book without the confidence and reference images it gave her."Well, here it all is." Becky piled the clothes onto the counter, creating a tall pile of their items to purchase. "Would you like a bag?""That's fine, I can carry it all." Clara flipped to another page of the grimoire. [ Item Box ]She opened a hole in space time, dumping all of Abigail's new clothes inside. However, she pulled out the leather jacket from the pile. Since the tentacle had been able to hide inside it so well, she decided it would be a good place to keep the 'third' member of their party.Abigail pulled the leather jacket over her shoulders, completing her punk look. With the dagger at her hip, shorts, and a crop top, it was a total badass style—exactly what Clara would have dressed her characters up in a game like this one. Unfortunately, she never would have had the confidence to pull off such an outfit in the real world, so she had to rely on living out her fantasies through Abigail.—They left the shop with the tentacle nestled in Abi's jacket pocket, and Clara felt better with her fresh pair of underwear around her hips. They had achieved everything they wanted in the shop and more."Where to next?" Abigail asked. "We could stop by a place to eat. With that gold of yours, we could splurge on a fancy place, or we could head straight to the guild to register you as an adventurer.""Actually, I think I should log out for the night. It was late when I started playing, and I need to get some sleep." Clara gave an apologetic smile, but Abigail's brow furrowed.(Log out? What is she talking about?) Abigail thought to herself. "Are you messing with me?""What do you mean..? Aren't you another player in this game?" Clara tilted her head back at Abigail. "You're far too real to be an NPC, I know that much.""Game? NPC?" Continued to shake her head. "You're not making any sense."(Is Abi really an NPC? Or is she the one messing with me? What's going on..?) Clara shook her head, trying to understand the situation. "In the first place, I don't know how to log out. Could you tell me how?""You're still talking crazy. I don't know what the words 'log out' even refer to." Abigail shook her head. (She seems serious, but I can't tell what she's saying...)A chill ran down Clara's back as she heard Abigail's thoughts. (Wait, how am I supposed to log out? If I don't know how, and neither does Abi, doesn't that mean I'm trapped here?)Her pulse quickened at the thought. She enjoyed the game, but if she couldn't leave it, she might die. What if she passed out from dehydration? Would she lose consciousness in the game? In the first place, how did a simple headset create such a realistic simulation? None of it made any sense."Calm down..." Abigail stepped closer and hugged her tight. "There's nothing to worry about.""No..." Clara shook her head and pushed Abigail away. "I need to figure out how to leave this game. I have to return to reality...""Clara... There's no other reality except this one." Abigail shook her head. "I don't know much about magic, but I know it can't create other worlds. This is the only one."(You're scaring me, please stop.) Clara's expression twisted into a pleading look and she took a step back.Abigail reached out towards her, but she hesitated. "I don't know what's going on, but it's gonna be okay. Whatever happens, we're in this together now. You're a member of my party now."Clara's racing pulse lessened at Abigail's words, and she nodded slowly. "I trust you, Abi... But I need to return to where I came from." (How do I do that though?)"If..." Abigail pulled back her hand, brow furrowing. "If you really think there's somewhere else you need to be, couldn't you use magic? It should be able to teleport you. I'm not sure if a novice witch can pull it off, but...""That's right, there's magic." Clara nodded to herself. "Perhaps the way to log out is through a spell."She took out her wand, holding it tightly in one hand. The grimoire had no page on what she was about to perform, so she didn't know if it was possible, or what it would do, but she had to try. With a deep breath, she gave her wand a flick and swish.[ Log Out ]—Clara blinked slowly, her vision coming back into focus.To her relief, she was back in her apartment. Everything was where it should be. She was laying on her bed with the visor over her eyes. Just as she remembered, it was all a game. This was the real world after all.(Hang on, why am I naked?)She was laying on the bed with her legs splayed out. A large stain had formed in front of her crotch, perhaps because she orgasmed so many times in the game. However, she didn't remember laying down in the nude. When she started playing, she was in athletic shorts and a tank top.Clara sat up in bed, shaking her head at herself. With one hand, she pushed the visor off her eyes and set it aside. However, the moment it left her head, a loud beeping erupted from the device."Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!""What the-?" Clara cursed, looking for an off switch, but then she heard it.A pair of footsteps echoed from the other end of her apartment. There was someone else in her apartment with her. At the sound of the beeping, the footsteps approached, and a chill ran down Clara's spine.She couldn't move, rooted to the bed in fear. When she thought back to before she played the game, she was sure she had locked the front door. However, she couldn't deny the sound of someone's footsteps getting closer.Were they the reason why she was naked? Where did her clothes go? And why did the VR headset have an alarm go off when it was removed? A thousand questions spun through her mind all at once."Now, how did you wake up?" A demon stepped into the room, tilting her head at Clara.It wasn't a traditional-looking demon. They were mostly human, but with black horns, leathery wings, and a tail whipping behind their back. They were decidedly inhuman, yet also human.The Demon was a woman with short white hair. She wore a black spandex crop top, and short shorts. The outfit showed a large amount of skin, and if Clara had to describe her in one word, she looked like a Succubus."Who are you? Why are you in my apartment?!" Clara scrambled back into the corner of her bed, shying away from the Demoness."Don't worry, dear." The Succubus gave a disarmingly sweet smile, and she sat on the other end of the bed. "I'm sure you're scared, but there's nothing to be afraid of."(There's plenty to be afraid of!) Clara thought to herself."Here." The Succubus reached down and she pulled out a pair of panties from inside her spandex shorts. They had been stuffed haphazardly into the crotch of her pants, but when she pulled them out, Clara recognized the underwear."Those are my panties..." She said, and the Succubus nodded."You edged yourself for four hours in these things. They're quite a commodity. However, I'll give them back to you." The Demoness offered them to Clara. "I even marked them with my own scent. For a mortal like yourself, they'll be even more valuable now."Clara accepted the panties, but she furrowed her brow. "Scent?"They had been inside the Succubus's pants, so she assumed that was what she meant, but she didn't understand why that would make them more valuable or why the Succubus was handing her the underwear.(This doesn't explain anything at all!) She thought to herself."Give them a sniff, you'll understand." The Succubus motioned for her to bring the underwear to her nose, and Clara hesitantly complied."What is this supposed to show me?" Clara gave a sniff of the panties, and the floral scent of the Succubus's sex filled her nose. There was a deep musk from her own arousal in the underwear, but the alluring smell of the Succubus was overpowering.Blood rushed to Clara's cheeks, and a tingle of anticipation built between her legs. Despite the strange situation, she felt herself getting aroused by the smell of her panties. Something about the Succubus's scent made her thoughts feel foggy and light."It's gonna be okay. Do you understand now?" The Succubus scooched closer on the bed and rubbed Clara's calf."Yes..." Clara's eyes fell into a half-lidded slump, and she nodded foggily. The deeper she breathed in the Demon's smell, the more aroused she felt, and her nipples stiffened.Unlike her avatar, her real breasts were small and pert. They were sensitive even for her size, and just the cool nighttime air made goosebumps ripple out over her skin. Despite the flicker of warmth below her navel, she felt cold. The heat brought by the Succubus's scent only made her crave more warmth—like a blanket, or the touch of the Demoness in front of her."It's gonna be okay..." The Succubus scooched up in front of Clara, sitting beside her. With a light touch, she stroked the spot between her breasts, rubbing it slowly.The touch triggered the hypnotism from the game. Despite not being in her avatar's body, a needy urge rushed through Clara. The erogenous zone between her breasts multiplied her arousal tenfold, and she clenched her thighs reflexively."I... Uhm..." Clara shook her head, trying to process the newfound arousal, but everything felt so light and fluffy. She couldn't think straight with the Succubus's seductive touch against her skin, especially when her fingers stroked such a sensitive spot.Clara whined, squirming on the bed. A twitching, needy desire filled her loins and warmed the spot between her legs, leaving little room for any other thought in her mind. After only a minute of the Succubus's insistent touch, she was a fidgeting mess on the bed."Here, you can go ahead and masturbate." The Succubus guided her hands between her legs, and Clara nodded.She slipped two fingers down onto her clit, and she used her other hand to add pressure. With all her might, she grinded her sensitive button in circles, sending tingles of pleasure through her sex. Every twitching wave of satisfaction felt better than the last, and her lips parted to release a guttural moan."That's it." The Succubus nodded and continued to stroke the spot between Clara's breasts. "You'll feel much better after the first orgasm, I promise.""I'm... I'm coming!" The combined touch of the Demon sent her into a quick climax. Clara had never come so fast in her life, but she instantly toppled over the edge as the skilled fingers of the Demon massaged her hypnotically-induced erogenous zone.She clenched her thighs together as the waves of the orgasm twitched through her sex. Every climactic crescendo of pleasure felt better than the last. For what felt like minutes, Clara lay there, basking the touch between her breasts and feverishly rubbing her clit."You can work on the second orgasm, but I still have a job to do." The Succubus stood up and gave her a smile. "Wait here while I go get the rest of the stuff."Clara nodded, but she had no idea what the Demon was saying. She didn't even know Demons existed until now, but her foggy afterglow left little doubt to the authenticity of her wings and horns. There was no way she would have come so hard if that wasn't a Demon.With a ditzy smile, Clara continued rubbing her clit, basking in the newfound pleasure. Even after coming, the heat of arousal in her body never died down, and she felt a second orgasm approaching on the horizon. It wasn't as fast without the Succubus touching her, but Clara felt certain she would reach it."Here we go." The Demoness came in, carrying a folded up leotard. She set it at Clara's feet and sat down next to her. "I need to get you prepped for transport.""Transport?" Clara shook her head. (Where is she taking me?)"You'll spend a thousand lifetimes under our care, but we'll need to ensure your body is still healthy throughout that time. To do that, we can't just leave you alone, can we?""I... Uhm... Sure." Clara nodded absentmindedly. She still didn't understand what this horned woman was saying, but she felt a second orgasm fast approaching."Here, lift up your feet." The Succubus began dressing her in the leotard she'd brought. It was made of latex, and the glossy material made Clara's heart beat faster as it rose past her thighs."I'm gonna wear this lewd outfit?" She asked, and a whine entered her voice as she teetered on the edge of orgasm."That's right. This skin suit is more efficient at simulating touch while you wear the visor." The Demoness brought the crotch up to Clara's mound. "You'll need to move your fingers for this part.""Okay..." Clara withdrew her fingers. However, they returned instantly after the tight latex pressed against her mons. Her clit felt even more sensitive through the rubber, and a chill ran down her spine. "It feels good.""Indeed, and the fabric has a touch echo functionality." The Succubus pulled the suit up to Clara's chest, covering her small breasts and pushing her arms through the hoops of the leotard.Clara had to let go of her clit to finish putting it on, but the echo of her touch continued to rub at her clit. Even without her fingers, the suit stimulated her sensitive button, sending her mind reeling from the foreign touch. Without her fingers needing to do the work, it felt like someone else was touching her."Great, isn't it?" The Succubus smiled, and she reached behind Clara, sealing up the back of the latex outfit.The entire thing was more like a one-piece swimsuit than a true leotard. The base of it covered her crotch completely, and the top reached up to her collar bones, completely covering her upper chest. The only part not covered was her back, but the pocket of exposed skin around her shoulder blades only made the outfit feel even naughtier."Now, we need to send you back in." The Succubus picked up the visor. "You were a very naughty girl for waking up on your own. I'll have to ask the Mistress to patch that escape route, you know?""I... Uhm..." Clara glanced between the visor and the Succubus. She felt like she ought to resist more, but her thoughts were so syrupy, and she was so horny. Even with only the echo of her touch between her legs, she teetered at the edge of orgasm."There's nothing to worry about, dear." The Succubus gave one last smile before sliding the VR headset back over her eyes. "All of our Human slaves are very happy. You'll live a fulfilling life in Mistress's world.""S-Slave?" Clara's eyes widened at the word, but she toppled into a massive orgasm in the next moment. The twitching pleasure rippled through her sex once more, and she bucked her hips, squirming on the bed. However, her struggles only lasted for a few seconds.The hum of the headset drowned out all other sound, and a tunnel of light filled her vision."I don't get paid enough for this..." The grumbling voice of the Succubus was the last thing Clara heard before plunging back into VR.—"Are you okay? Did it work?" Abigail stood across from her, looking at Clara in concern."Did it work..?" Clara's mind clicked back into place as she remembered where she was. She was once more in her busty avatar, wearing a skimpy red dress in the back alleys of the village.(No, it didn't...) Clara shook her head. (It seems like I can't return to reality.)Strangely, she didn't feel scared at this thought. A weird tingle rippled between her legs, and Clara clenched her thighs together. Even as her heart pounded in her chest at the idea of being trapped in VR terrified her, a budding arousal blossomed inside her, warming the spot below her navel.She felt a touch at the spot, rubbing the erogenous trigger below her belly button. The phantom touched rubbed endless circles over the spot, like an echo repeating ad infinitum. Despite the situation, Clara's arousal continued to grow with each stroke over her abdomen.In the real world, it must have been the Succubus teasing belly.What should Clara do next?
✅Try to relax and forget the weirdness. (Fancy Dinner with Abigail.) (Relationship Up.)
❌Go to the Adventurer's Guild to see if they can help.
❌Go to the church and ask about how to exorcise demons.
❌Ask Becky if she knows anything.
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The sun set beyond the village walls, bathing the streets in darkness. Tiny twinkling stars rose in the sky, and the moon shone down over the shale rooftops. It was night time—plain and simple.(I guess I'll be sleeping in this reality for a while...) Clara thought to herself.She ought to have been more upset over the fact. Right now, she had no idea what was happening to her real body. The demon, or whoever it was in her apartment, was taking her somewhere. It was basically kidnapping, yet a hot flushing warmth filled Clara's cheeks.The phantom touch continued to stroke over her lower abdomen, and the spot felt unusually sensitive. Despite the situation, a flicker of arousal built between her legs. The longer the soft touch stroked below her navel, the more aroused she grew."Are you okay? Your cheeks are red." Abigail put one hand on her forehead. "You look like you have a fever.""I'm fine," Clara said, but then she shook her head. (I'm not fine. I feel like I'm going insane. This whole situation is crazy.)"I won't pretend to understand what's going on..." Abigail stepped closer and embraced her. "But you can trust me. If you have somewhere you need to return to, I'll help you get there."The flushing warmth in Clara's cheeks grew hotter as Abi embraced her. The soft touch on her stomach hadn't gone away, and she was still growing more aroused by the second, and the embrace of the other woman did little to help that—especially since they'd just had sex only a half hour prior. However, Clara did her best to ignore that fact.She nodded and hugged Abigail back. "You believe me, then?""I don't know if I believe you, but I know you're not crazy." Abigail pulled back and grinned. "We can hear each other's thoughts, remember? In the very least, I believe that you believe it's true, and that's enough for me.""Thank you." Clara nodded. Whether Abi was just an NPC or someone else trapped here with her, it felt good to know she had someone she could trust."Why don't we go get some dinner? I know a fancy place, and I feel like splurging. It'll be my treat." Abigail stepped back, and Clara smiled."That sounds good. I'm getting kinda hungry myself." She agreed and followed after Abigail, towards a restaurant in the middle of town.—"Are you sure you don't want me to pay?" Clara asked.They were seated at the fancy restaurant. It was an outdoor table with a view of the stars. Torches lit up their surroundings and small portable stoves provided warmth despite the chilly night. It was similar to an upper end restaurant from the real world."I couldn't make you pay." Abigail shook her head. "You bought me all those outfits at Becky's, so consider this thanks. We'll call it even after this."Clara nodded. Abigail was currently dressed in a yellow dress, matching her blonde hair. Clara hadn't taken the rogue for one to enjoy something with such a long skirt, but Abigail had insisted she change into something nicer, and Clara was glad she had.(She looks so cute in that dress.) She thought to herself.(Stop it, you're going to make me blush.) Abigail shook her head, looking down at the menu.They were still wearing the telepathic rings. Neither of them asked the other to take it off, so they'd just kept wearing them. Perhaps it was an invasion of privacy, but Clara wasn't going to complain. This way, it felt like she didn't have to hide anything.Usually, she'd get so nervous in public she could barely talk. She spent all her time in her own head and barely communicated to others. However, with the telepathic rings, she didn't have to worry about such things. Her thoughts were already exposed before she could even think to hide them."What can we get you started with?" A waiter stopped by their table, carrying a notepad and pencil in one hand. "We have a fresh shipment from the Greenwood Vineyards. If you'd like to get started with some wine, their white goes well with our house salad.""That sounds lovely." Abigail nodded. "We'll have a bottle of white, a house salad for two, and I'll take a filet mignon, rare.""Very good." The waiter wrote it down, then turned to Clara. "And what would you like for your main course, madam?""Oh, uhh..." Clara's eyes widened. She barely understood any of what Abigail said. (What should I say? I've never been to a place like this...)"She'll take a filet mignon as well. Rare." Abigail ordered for her, and Clara breathed a sigh of relief."Very good." The waiter bowed and turned away.(You know, I thought you would be used to places like this.) Abigail said through their telepathic connection. (I'm supposed to be the bumpkin vagabond, you know?)(Ah, well... I'm not so good with fancy places.) Clara thought back. (Wait, why would you think I'd be used to this place?)"Your dress is quite well fitted," Abigail said. "I wouldn't expect anyone less than an aristocrat to wear something like that."Clara glanced down at herself. Her dress showed off more skin than it hid. With the plunging neckline that went down to her belly button, and with the lack of straps, it was a miracle the front stayed up at all. The dress must have had magic to keep her nipples covered."I suppose it is unusual." Clara shifted in her chair awkwardly. (I never would have been able to choose an outfit like this for myself if the Witch's class didn't force me into it...)"Can you explain more about this place you came from?" Abigail asked. "If you truly came from someplace else, how did you get here?""Oh..." Clara's eyes widened and she nodded.She began retelling her story of how she received a strange package, put on the headset and got sucked into the game. She left out the part of visiting a porn site and clicking on the virus-ad, but Abi already knew about her time in the forest. There was little Clara could do to cover up her steamy exploits after entering the game world, and Abigail had been present for the majority of that time, too."I see..." Abigail nodded as Clara finished explaining her circumstances. "Perhaps we can ask the adventurer's guild if they've heard of any similar circumstances.""For now, I'd just like to enjoy dinner," Clara said, and she smiled sheepishly. "I'm tired of worrying about it, actually.""Sure." Abigail nodded. "Then why don't I tell you my story?"The waiter brought their wine and the appetizer salad. It had a sharp vinaigrette dressing, croutons, and plenty of vegetables. It paired well with the wine, and Clara began to relax as she enjoyed the meal and listened to Abigail talk.Apparently, Abi was from a town far to the east. This was a village on the outer edges of a larger fiefdom, and Abigail travelled between similar towns regularly. She had no place she called home, instead working as a travelling adventurer—slaying monsters and exploring ruins at the frontier of civilization."You're like a real Indiana Jones..." Clara said as she heard about Abigail's dungeon dives."Indiana Jones?" Abigail tilted her head in confusion."Someone who dives into the unexplored, brings back artifacts, and fights bad guys," Clara said. "I guess the bad guys in this context are more like tentacles, slimes, and monsters, but you get the idea.""I see..." Abigail nodded slowly. (She really is from another world, huh. What a weird phrase.)(I feel like that's kinda rude, but I'll look past it.) Clara took a deep sip of wine, tilting back the glass to drink the last of it."You shouldn't tilt back your glass so far, and you're drinking too much..." Abigail shook her head, but she poured Clara a bit more wine."I've never drank before, so I don't know how much is too much." Clara took another sip of wine, grumbling. The flushing in her cheeks felt hotter than ever, but she couldn't tell if it was the wine or the touch at her belly. The slow circular massage below her navel was still going."This time, leave a little wine at the bottom and don't drink it all." Abigail pointed towards the bottom of the glass. "About this much.""Like this?" Clara took another sip of wine, lowering the level down to where Abigail pointed."Exactly. It's bad etiquette to drink the entire glass." She picked up the wine bottle and poured another quarter glass into Clara's drink. "When it gets low, I'll refill it, so don't worry about trying to drink everything all at once.""Polite manners are so complicated..." Clara said to herself, and she took yet another sip of wine.Thankfully, their steaks came out and gave her something else to do but drink wine. They were seared and seasoned to perfection, and Clara relished every bite. She got lost in how good the steak tasted, and the rest of their meal passed by in a blur.However, the slow and insistent touch below her navel continued on. The touch endlessly stoked her arousal higher and higher, causing her nipples to stiffen inside her dress and tent through the thin red fabric. By the time Clara finished the steak, she couldn't help rubbing her thighs together and fidget in her chair.The inside of her panties felt like a furnace, smothering her sex. A damp stain grew on the crotch of her underwear, and her breathing came heavily. By the end of the night, Clara felt as if she teetered at the edge of orgasm. Just from the phantom touch against her abdomen, tingles of pleasure twitched between her legs.What should Clara do next?
❌Give in to the teasing touches (Public orgasm in the restaurant)
❌Order the 'special dessert' off the menu. (Oral Beneath the table)
❌Go to the Adventurer's Guild to see if they know anything about the game.
✅Go to the Adventurer's Guild to get registered as an adventurer (Dildo & vibrator use while Abigail watches.)
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"Why don't we head to the adventurer's guild." Clara asked. She shifted in her chair, blushing. "Is it too late to visit them?"Perhaps it was the wine, but she couldn't ignore the phantom touch tracing over her abdomen. She teetered on the edge of an orgasm, squirming in her chair. Desperately, she searched for something else to focus on, and the idea of going to the adventurer's guild sounded like a decent distraction."Do you want to ask them about your circumstances?" Abigail asked. She glanced at a waiter, waving them down. "It's getting late, I doubt we'll be able to gather much information.""I was thinking more of registering as an adventurer. Is it too late for that?" Clara squeezed her thighs together, trying her best to ignore the growing stain in her panties. The touch below her navel continued to spin circles over the heightened erogenous zone."It shouldn't be too late." Abigail shook her head, and she paid the waiter a few large silvers. "Let's get going. We'll need to leave now if we want to make it there before they close the counters."—Abigail led the way through town and to a large hall-like building near the eastern gates. People with weapons on their hips walked in and out. The ones going inside carried pelts, baskets of herbs, and small packages, while the ones coming out carried pouches of coins.From what Clara could tell, they were all adventurer's like Abigail herself. Some wore armor, priest robes, and a few mages or witches too. If the adventurer's guild worked anything like the other games she played, they offered dangerous quests in exchange for money.Paradoxically, the nicer the weapons and clothes the adventurer's wore, the less skin their outfits covered. Those with the shiniest weapons and armor were skimpily clad. Most of the warriors wore metal bikinis and carried massive swords on their backs.Clara snuck glances at them blushing, but she didn't have long to ogle."C'mon, this way." Abigail opened the door, heading into the adventurer's guild, and Clara nodded, following after her."Are there any requirements to becoming an adventurer?" She asked. "I know it's a little late to worry about such things, but I figured I would ask.""No, not really." Abigail shook her head. "You'll just have to take the assessment so they can assign your rank.""An assessment..." In the other games Clara played, the hero would place their hand on a crystal ball which detected their magic and physical abilities. At the thought, she felt a little more excited at the thought."Hey Selene," Abigail knocked on a wooden counter at the side of the guild hall. "I need some last minute service."A woman in uniform stepped up to the counter, and she smiled at the sight of Abigail."Unfortunately, I'm not allowed to offer you my services while on duty, you know that." Selene gave her a professional, business-like smile. "You'll need to wait another forty-five minutes for when I clock off for the day.""That's not what I meant, and you know it." Abigail shook her head. "I'd like to register her as an adventurer and have her join my party.""Ah, how unfortunate." Selene shook her head. "I suppose I'll have to do my job, then."She pulled out a piece of paper, and began scribbling down on it, filling out various forms. Her feathered pen flicked over the various boxes and fields before she glanced up once more."Name, profession, and address?" She looked between Abigail and Clara expectantly."My name's Clara. I'm a witch, and..." Clara hesitated, trying to think of what she could put as her address. "You can put my address as the same as Abi's.""No permanent residence, then." Selene nodded. "Very well. That's all I need before the assessment. You can follow me to the back."She turned around and headed into a hallway behind the counter. Clara had to hurry around the side to follow after her. Everything about Selene was quick and professional, despite her strange joke with Abigail earlier.Clara caught up to her, following behind Selene, and she took a closer look at the receptionist. The guild uniform consisted of a button up shirt and a knee-length skirt. The clothes had a green accent to them with an insignia stitched on the front of the shirt matched the signpost outside the guild hall.Selene herself had dark hair tied into a tight bun. She didn't wear any makeup, and her features weren't as emphasized as the rest of the supermodel-level avatars that everyone else had. However, she carried a strong grace to her. Everything from her confident stride, to the speedy professional manner she handled the registration process exuded competence."Please step inside the assessment room," Selene motioned towards a door in the side of the hallway."Of course." Clara nodded, and she stepped inside. Abigail followed behind her, stepping into the room with Selene."It's been some time since I've gotten to see the assessment process, this should be fun," Abigail said."Normally, an assessment would be taken alone, but since you plan to be party members, I'll allow it." Selene motioned towards a chair in the middle of the room. "Please sit down, Clara.""Sit down?" Clara blinked in surprise. She glanced between Selene, then the chair in the center of the room."Is there an issue?" Selene tilted her head at her. "You'll need to sit in the chair for us to begin the assessment.""I didn't think you'd hesitate to sit in the chair." Abigail leaned against the opposite wall, smiling at Clara.Clara glanced in between the two women and blushed. In normal games, the assessment would just be to put one's hand on a crystal ball. In all her wildest dreams, she never thought it would be a chair with a dildo on it.She glanced at the glistening toy in the seat of the chair. If she were to sit down, she'd have to take the dildo into herself. There was no way to get around it, and the intent of the order to 'sit in the chair' was clear."Is there an issue?" Selene stepped up to the chair, and she took a small bottle out of her pocket. She poured the contents over the tip of the dildo, coating it in an extra layer of lubricant. "The assessment won't take long, don't worry."Clara glanced between her professional, business-like expression, then back at the toy. Just the sight of the large dildo made her heart pound in her ears. She reflexively clenched her insides and was reminded of the other toy inside her. She still had the large dildo inside her ass, which she'd been walking around with for the past few hours.However, this was different from the dildo in her ass. She would have to take the toy inside her while Abigail and Selene watched. Despite the calm demeanor of the guild receptionist, her cold calculating mannerism only further inflamed Clara's embarrassment. The detached invitation to sit on the dildo made her mind spin from the incongruity of the situation.(Only a few hours ago, you were arguing with me about not being a virgin.) Abigail's thoughts echoed through their telepathic connection, and Clara glanced up at her.(This and that are two very different things!) She glowered at the rogue, heart pounding in her chest.(Don't worry, I understand. You were embarrassed about having sex in the changing room too. Perhaps you'd be more comfortable if I left?) Abigail raised an eyebrow at her.Clara couldn't tell if it was a genuine invitation for privacy, but she shook her head. (I'd prefer it if you stayed...)(Now that is more convincing...) Abigail gave an amused smile and folded her arms in front of her chest. (Why don't you give me a good show?)Clara swallowed nervously. The slow touch at her belly had continued throughout their walk to the adventurer's guild. The chilly night air helped ward away the overwhelming arousal she felt from the touch, but it hadn't fully disappeared. For the past few hours, she'd stewed in her own arousal, simmering heat building between her legs. As Abigail stared at her expectantly, that arousal came rushing back."Would you like some assistance with the assessment?" Selene asked. "I can help you get started."Clara nodded absentmindedly. "That would be great."She didn't know where to start with the dildo chair. Despite how aroused she was, she'd never tried anything like it, least of all with spectators. A hot embarrassment burned in her cheeks, and she welcomed any help Selene could provide, but she didn't expect how forward that assistance would be."Please excuse me." Selene kneeled down, and she reached under the short hem of Clara's dress, pulling down her panties. In one smooth move, she dropped Clara's underwear to the floor."Eh? What are you-?" Clara shoved down the front of her dress, blushing even harder."My, my..." Selene smiled. It was the first expression Clara had seen the receptionist make. Her cold, professional look transformed into a smug look. "You know, it's rare for new applicants to be this excited."A glistening sheen of arousal coated Clara's panties. Ever since the echoing touch on her abdomen had started, she'd grown wetter and wetter. As she stared down at the mess inside her underwear, Clara shook her head in protest, but she couldn't escape the humiliation of having her arousal so openly displayed."Is that why you couldn't sit still during dinner?" Abi asked, and she gave a knowing smile as well. (I thought you were blushing rather hard... It turns out it wasn't just the wine.)"No, uhm... Well- Yes, but..." Clara couldn't think of what to say.Selene rose to her feet, standing in front of her once more. "Sit down in the chair, Clara."It wasn't a question. It was a command. Before Clara realized what she was doing, she obediently stepped back and sat down onto the chair, taking the dildo deep inside her sex.As the toy filled her, the feeling of it combined with the dildo filling her ass, and Clara gave a moan. Her back arched and she clenched her knees together, squirming on the chair. Just the thick presence of the toy inside her sent her mind spinning."Don't worry, Clara." Selene gave her a reassuring smile. "I won't judge you for looking forward to this assessment. We get a few weirdos like you every so often.""No, I didn't even know about this." Clara shook her head."But you practically chased after me when I was showing you to the assessment." Selene shook her head. "You moved even faster than Abigail, and she's a rogue, you know?""I, uhm..." Clara shook her head, struggling to think with the two toys inside her. "I was excited for the assessment, but I didn't know it would be like this.""Really? You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" Selene stroked Clara's shoulder, then she trailed her touch lower, tracing over her collar bones before descending down the valley between her breasts. With a single finger, she drew a line down her sternum, passing over the second zone implanted in her psyche.(Oh god, I'm gonna come...) Clara's eyes fluttered. With the phantom touch still on her belly, the second touch against her hypnotically induced erogenous zone made her mind crackle with pleasure, and it nearly tipped her over the edge.(Already? Seriously?) Abigail smirked at her. (When we get out of here, we'll need to talk about your stamina. You won't last a minute in a dungeon with such a ravenous libido...)"I'm not a slut..." Clara shook her head quickly."I never said you were." Selene said, and she tilted her head at her. With a sickening feeling, Clara realized she'd spoken her thoughts out loud."No, uhm... I thought you might be thinking that or something..." Fresh embarrassment burned through her cheeks, and she squirmed in the chair, clenching around the dildos inside her."Oh, I was totally thinking it," Selene smiled. "With the mess in your underwear, I'm surprised you weren't arrested for public indecency. There's no way you got that aroused without doing something improper in public.""I didn't!" Clara shook her head quickly. "Not while wearing those panties, at least... I just bought those."She had done several things that would constitute 'public indecency'. She had fucked Abi in the alleyway, then masturbated behind the magic shop, and even had sex in a changing room. However, they all happened before she received her fresh pair of panites."So you've made this much of a mess in only a few hours?" Selene raised a skeptical eyebrow, but she shook her head. "Why don't we begin the assessment, shall we?"Clara nodded, unable to do anything but glower at the floor. She felt Abigail's amused stare from the opposite wall, and she felt so aroused she could come at any second, but Selene's probing questions were humiliating.(Why am I getting so aroused by getting treated like a pervert...) Clara thought to herself.(Some would say that's a sign of being a pervert.) Abigail thought back.Clara looked up at her, lips pursed in a pout. However, before she could protest, Selene began the assessment. She flicked a switch on the side of the chair, and the dildo inside Clara began to buzz."Oh... Ahngmmmm!" She moaned as the vibrations rippled through her insides. Without thinking, she clenched her knees together, back arching as she rose up to the precipice of orgasm."This seems like it will be a quick assessment." Selene flicked another switch, and the buzzing sound increased in volume. The vibrations intensified and sent Clara toppling over the edge."NGHHHHH!" She moaned through her nose, letting out a cry as the pleasure crested inside her. The first wave of the orgasm felt like a massive tidal wave, endlessly rising to higher and higher heights. "Nghmmm!"Clara let out another moan as the first wave subsided and the aftershocks hit her. She clenched her thighs together tightly, clenching and twitching around the dildos inside her. The reverberations of the orgasm rose up one after another, sending her spine arching and eyes fluttering. For several dozen seconds, she sat on the buzzing vibrator unable to do little more than twitch and writhe as the residual pleasure rippled out through her hips."All done." Selene flicked the switch on the side of the machine, and the vibrator shut off. "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?""Ah... Mhh..." Clara let out a helpless mewl as she relaxed into the chair. It was the most intense orgasm she'd received since entering the virtual world.(Shit...) Abigail's voice suddenly echoed through her head. (That was more intense than I expected...)(Huh?) Clara opened her eyes to see the rogue hunched over with her hands between her legs.The calm and composed demeanor was nowhere to be seen. Despite how confident and smug she was earlier, her cheeks were bright red and a growing stain formed on the front of her shorts. With the telepathic rings connecting them, she had also experienced Clara's orgasm.(Heh... Look who creamed their panties while I wasn't looking.) Clara smiled hazily. (Was I so hot you couldn't help yourself?)(Shut it.) Abigail averted her eyes, ears bright red from the embarrassment. (I'll need that cleaning spell of yours again.)What should Clara do next?
✅Ask about Selene's special 'services' she offered Abigail. (Strapon Sex with Selene + Oral with Abi)
❌Ask about the Adventurer's Guild to see if they know anything about the game
❌See if there aren't any Priestesses who can join the party. (Spanking + Fingering from a Nun)
❌Go home with Abi & turn in for the night. (Make Love with Abi + Relationship Boost)
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"Here is your new registration card." Selene handed Clara a shiny metal plate. It was the size of a credit card with her information written on it.[ Name: Clara, Profession: Witch, Residence: None, Rank: Iron, Strength: 6, Reflexes: 10, Mana Capacity: 14, Magic Control: 8, Divinity: -5 ]"Oh, now we're talking." Clara smiled as she took the card. It really felt like she was playing a game now. It was just like the small information panels for a party member. "Is this rank my level in the guild?""Yep, I'm bronze, one rank above you." Abigail flashed her own card. [ Name: Abigail, Profession: Rogue, Residence: None, Rank: Bronze, Strength: 14, Reflexes: 24, Mana Capacity: -2, Magic Control: 4, Divinity: 3 ]"All adventurer's start at Iron rank, and you may increase that by completing quests or making it to the bottom most floor of any dungeon. If you show promise, we'll increase that rank and allow you to take on more difficult quests and challenges."(I'm kinda getting excited now.) Clara thought to herself. (We should go out tomorrow to slay some monsters. I wanna get to bronze rank like you.)(Weren't you worried about returning to wherever you came from?) Abigail asked.Clara stiffened at the words, and she glanced back at Abi. (Well... Yes, I suppose. But how can I leave this game without leveling up? It would be a waste to try out a realistic game like this and not enjoy myself a bit.)"By the way, Clara." Selene leaned across the counter, staring at her. "I provide services unrelated to my duties as a guild receptionist. If you'd like, I could offer them to you.""I see another wet eared adventurer has caught your eye, Selene..." Abigail put one arm around Clara's shoulders protectively. "Unfortunately, I won't let you get your claws into her.""I have no idea what you mean." Selene shook her head. "Besides, don't you think it's better to ask Clara herself? She hasn't even heard what I have to offer.""Just what exactly are these services?" Clara blushed as Abigail embraced her, but she couldn't help squirming under Selene's gaze. The receptionist had a sharp eye and a knowing smile, sending a flutter through Clara's belly."My services are quite gratifying. I've never had an unhappy customer before." Selene reached out, taking Clara's hand and stroking it. "In fact, after seeing your assessment, I'm sure you'll enjoy them.""Oh, uhm..." The burning in Clara's cheeks grew stronger as Selene stroked the back of her hand."Clara doesn't have any money, you know? And I'm sure as hell not paying for her to turn into another one of your playthings." Abigail tightened her grip on Clara's shoulder, and she leaned forward, glowering at the receptionist. However, Selene's gaze remained fixed on Clara."That's fine. Her first time can be on the house." Selene continued to stroke her hand, leaning further across the counter. "What do you say, Clara? I'll treat you to my services, free of charge.""Uhm..." Clara shifted awkwardly, staring back at the receptionist. She felt like a mouse trapped between the paws of a cat. The predatory look in Selene's eyes was terrifying, yet Clara couldn't bring herself to break free from her intense gaze.A butterfly ran through her belly, then another. The flutters grew worse as she nervously floundered in front of the receptionist, yet she was so aroused, she couldn't think of how to reply. The mention of her assessment reminded her of the massive orgasm she had in front of these two women, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment.(Just say 'no'...) Abigail thought to her, but it was too late."Yes." Clara said the word right as she heard the warning from Abigail. She didn't know what Selene was offering her, but the twitching, dripping desire between her legs needed it. Even her socially inept brain could muster up a 'yes' when she was this horny."It seems Clara has decided, then." Selene flicked her gaze back towards Abigail, smiling. "Would you like to watch? If you're so worried about her, you're welcome to join us."(Dammit. I didn't want to get involved with Selene again...) Abigail thought to herself. However, she nodded at the receptionist's invitation."Very well. I'll come along to keep an eye on you two. I won't let Clara become another toy in your collection.""It's not too late for you to become one as well, Abigail." Selene's smile widened. "If you're ever interested in trying my services again, I'll happily waive my usual fees."Clara swallowed, glancing between the two women. She didn't understand why Abi was so on guard, but the tension between the two made her heart pound in her chest. With Abigail's arm around her shoulders, and Selene still holding her hand, it felt like she was trapped in the middle of their prickly conversation—yet it wasn't unpleasant. Her heart pounded all the fiercer with the sparks flying between them.—An hour later, Clara sat at the edge of a large hotel bed. She fidgeted nervously, rubbing her thighs together and glancing back and forth across the room."Uhm, is it important for me to wear this?" She asked, and she tugged at the strings of a bright pink fur bra. Her crimson witch's robes were nowhere to be seen. Instead, she wore a strange set of lingerie provided to her by the hotel.Up top, her bra had barely any coverage, only large enough to hide her nipples. The edges and straps all had faux pink fur coming off them, giving a soft feel to the lingerie. However, it left her scandalously clad and blushing in the embarrassing bikini top.Down below, the underwear of the costume was little better. It covered her crotch well enough, but the same faux pink fur covered it. The entire lingerie set felt incredibly slutty, and Clara wouldn't have been caught dead wearing it—at least, she wouldn't have worn it under normal circumstances."Selene told you to wear it, but..." Abigail looked up from her dagger, which she was cleaning with a cloth. She sat in the corner of the room, on a double seater armchair. "We can still leave, you know?""That's alright." Clara shook her head, and she returned to squirming on the edge of the bed, rubbing her thighs together anxiously. Just when she thought she would lose her mind from waiting, Selene knocked on the door, announcing her return."I'm finished preparing." She opened the bathroom door, stepping into the hotel room with a smirk.Unlike her receptionist uniform, she now wore black lacey lingerie. Her previously un-adorned face now had make up highlighting her long lashes, red lips, and elegant eyebrows. It was like she was a completely different person."You, uh..." Clara's heart beat a little faster, then she noticed what lay between Selene's legs.Strapped onto her hips, a large dildo hung off her crotch, in the same place a cock would be. It was a large purple strap on, and the surface glimmered in the dim lighting of the room. The sight of it made Clara's breath catch, and she reflexively clenched up, squeezing her knees together as tight as they would go."I like to get myself dolled up for my clients." Selene smiled and she stepped up in front of Clara, leaving her large strapon hanging in front of her face. "Or perhaps you are more surprised at this?""So this is what you meant..." Clara swallowed, staring at the strap on, then back up to Selene's knowing gaze. (When she said she was going to fuck me till I screamed, I assumed she meant she had a cock like Abi... But this is...)It almost felt hotter than a cock. She'd fantasized about getting fucked by a strap on before. Even more than a real cock, the sight of Selene's smirk and her massive strapon tickled a part of Clara's brain she wasn't expecting.Selene was hitting every fantasy she had while living alone in her apartment. In all her lonely years, she'd never had another woman use a strap on her before, but here was Selene, about to fulfill that old simmering fantasy of hers."I've addicted many new adventurers to this baby..." Selene reached forward, and she slid the hoop of Clara's bra off her shoulder. She smiled down at her, gently stroking the spot where the strap used to be. "Even Abigail once fell to the charms of my strap, you know?"Clara's heart pounded harder and harder as Selen slowly undressed her. The fluffy pink bra loosened as the straps fell off her shoulders, then the entire thing fell down into her lap, leaving her enormous tits bare to the other woman."Abi too, huh?" Clara swallowed, and she glanced between the purple dildo, then back at the rogue.Abi didn't meet her gaze. She continued to clean her dagger in the corner of the room, focusing on it intently. However, from her lack of protest and the red blush in her ears, Selene's words were likely true. Even Abigail had fallen for the thick purple strapon."I wonder if you'll get addicted too?" Selene picked up the fluffy pink bra and tossed it away. Then, she pushed Clara down onto the bed, bringing their faces up close. "I have lots of cute adventurer's like you who can't get enough of my services. Many of them gave up on rank promotions just so they could get more time with my baby."The intense look in Slene's eyes made Clara's heart pound even louder in her eyes. She felt the hot breath of the other woman on her lips and the scratch of her lace brasier against her nipples. Every detail of Selene's advance further stoke Clara's arousal to new heights, especially the feeling of the strapon pressing between her thighs.She could do little more than lay beneath the other woman, struggling to breath."I, uhm..." Clara began to stumble for words, but Selene shook her head."You don't need to say anything." She put one finger on Clara's lips, smirking down at her. "I know exactly what you want, dear."(Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...) Clara felt Selene's fingers peel away her panties, and her eyes rolled up in her head. Just the feeling of the chilly air against her messy sex made her mind freeze up, but the way Selene removed her underwear made her heart pound even harder.The other woman kept her eyes fixed on Clara's, not letting her look away. Even as she pulled off her panties, their lips remained inches apart, staring into each other's eyes. It was more intense than anything Clara had ever experienced, even in the game world, yet she couldn't look away."Mnhh..." She let out a helpless mewl, squirming under Selene's gaze."Turn around for me, dear. Let's put on a good show for Abigail, shall we?" Selene pulled back, and she rounded the corner of the bed.At her words, Clara nodded and she crawled onto all fours, turning her butt towards the other woman. She was so dripping with need, her virgin brain couldn't even be embarrassed at what she was doing. She just wanted Selene to ravish her, especially while Abigail watched.(So this is the strap on that even Abigail got addicted to...) Clara thought to herself, and her back arched.The thick purple tip pushed in between her lips, overwhelming her entrance. It felt too big to fit, yet the harder Slene pushed against her, the more flexible her opening grew. Centimeter by centimeter, the huge purple strapon pushed inside her, and Clara gave a loud moan."Aghnmmm! It feels so good..." She raised her voice, staring at Abigail.The other woman's cheeks pinkened, and Clara felt herself grow more aroused at the sight. Despite the look of disinterest, Abi was listening to her getting fucked by Selene.(God, Selene's strap is so big...) Clara sent the thought directly to Abigail, forcing it through their telepathic rings. She included the feeling of the thick purple dildo as well, transferring her sensations through their connection.The dildo was so large, it made Clara's mind spin with each thrust. It stretched her pussy well beyond its limits. If this weren't a game, she felt sure she would have split in two, but her avatar's insides accommodated the tightness.(Did you also get fucked by this? Abigail...) Clara watched her breathlessly, looking at her party member through half-lidded eyes. The thought of Abigail also getting fucked by such a large toy only turned her on even more."Oh? What's this..?" Selene's words broke Clara's concentration and she glanced back to see the receptionist grinning down at her. "Did you have this inside you during the assessment as well?"She gripped the end of the dildo inside her ass, and Clara's eyes widened. She began to protest, but her words caught in her throat.Selene withdrew the anal dildo, dragging it out of her slowly. Clara felt every inch of the thick dildo as she teased it out of her, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Her moans grew louder and louder as the veined surface of the toy emerged from her butt."When you're with me, you may only have my strap in you. Do you understand?" Selene finished withdrawing the long, thick, blue dildo from her ass, and she tossed it aside. "You may come from my strap, and my strap alone.""Ah... Nghmm..." Clara's moans grew louder as she felt the emptiness in her ass. Her rear opening gaped wide even after Selene withdrew the toy, yet she didn't care. The emptiness only made her clench harder around her strap."You walked around the city with that in you, didn't you? Such a slut..." Selene gave her ass a smack, causing Clara's back to arch. "And then you had that dildo in your ass when you took my assessment?!"She gave another spank on her ass, leaving a large red handprint behind."Nghm... Mmmnghhgh!" Clara let out a moan as loud as she could. Her insides clenched around the dildo like a vice grip, getting tighter with each slap on her ass and verbal insult.She'd never thought of herself as a masochist, yet each time Selen called her a 'slut', it made her mind spin. Her nipples stood stiff as rocks, bouncing with each thrust of the dildo inside her. Each time Selen hilted the massive strap against her butt, the reverberation rippled through every corner of her body, causing her breasts to bounce and ass to jiggle.(Perhaps I am a slut after all...) Clara thought to herself. (A slut for Slene's purple strap.)(Congratulations, you're falling into the same trap all the other new adventurers fell into.) Abigail looked up from her dagger, staring back at Clara.(The same trap you fell for?) Clara smiled hazily, barely able to muster any concern as the waves of pleasure ravaged her pussy. (I can see you blushing, you know?)(It's hard not to when a pervert is getting railed right in front of me...) Abigail shook her head. (Dammit, I'm letting her get to me. Fuck, I'm too hard to think...)She looked away, and her thoughts turned away from intentional communication and into leaking her actual thoughts.(Why don't you join us?) Clara smiled as she heard Abigail's thoughts. (I'll take care of that throbbing erection of yours... Just like I did in the back alley.)(I'm not gonna indulge in Slene's honey trap.) Abigail shook her head, and she turned her gaze upwards, staring at the ceiling with blushing cheeks, refusing to look down at them."Ah, Selene... God, you feel so good..." Clara began thrusting back against the receptionist's hips, hilting her butt harder against the other woman's hips. "Perhaps I'll quit Abi's party and live out my life as your personal slut..."(What are you saying..?) Abigail looked at her in confusion. (Did you really fall for her tricks that easily?)(Why don't you come here and find out...) Clara bit her lower lip staring back at Abigail through half-lidded eyes. (Maybe if you use that cock of yours to ravage my throat, I'll reconsider. If you treat me like as much of a slut as Selene is, I won't know what to think, will I?)Clara breathed heavily, moaning with each thrust, and she smiled back at Abigail.(Dammit...) Abigail's cheeks grew redder and redder as she stared back at her. (If you really want my cock so badly, then...)She stood up from the chair in the corner. "For the record, I won't keep you in my party against your will. However, I can't let some harlot steal away my new friend, either."Abigail unzipped her shorts, and she pulled out her cock, stroking it. The sight of the member made Clara's grin widened, and a chill ran down her spine. The bait had worked."Glad of you to join us." Selene smiled at her, but Abigail shook her head."I don't care about that dumb strap of yours anymore. I'm doing this for her." She lifted her cock up to Clara's lips. "Go ahead and suck it, Clara. This is what you really wanted, isn't it?""Ah, mngh..." Clara leaned forward, taking the cock into her mouth. Her eyes fell into a blissful lull as the thick member filled her from the other end. As she did, she felt the cock twitch in her mouth, and a small squeak escaped Abi's lips.What she really wanted was that noise. The cute moan from Abigail made a flutter run through Clara's belly. She moaned around her cock and licked it, enjoying the way Abi's hips twitched in response.(This is it... Bliss.) Clara's eyes rolled up and her back arched. The feeling of Selene's strap from one end, Abigail's cute moans from the other, the sting of handprints against her ass. It was a strange mixture of humiliation, lust, and something else.Clara couldn't quite place it, but the feeling of getting spit roasted by the two women was like nothing she could have ever imagined. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she'd be in such a position, yet here she was.The last of her anxiety melted away into the moment. Her apprehensions about her own inexperience disappeared as she heard Abigail's moans from her fellatio. Behind her, the intensity of Selen's thrusts further drove any doubt from Clara's mind—she was no longer a virgin.Her pleasure rose higher and higher, tingling through her sex with each thrust of the thick strap inside her pussy. As Clara's confidence grew, so did her ecstasy.She wasn't just a lonely nerd who didn't speak to anyone at college. To Selene, she was a slut worthy of pounding with her strap. To Abigail, she was a friend who could tempt her into letting her suck her cock.Clara's ears burned as she realized both of these new facets of herself revolved around getting fucked, but it was too late to care about such things. She toppled into an orgasm, mind crackling from the waves of pleasure.She clenched down around Selene's purple strap, and Abigail's cock spurt seed deep down her throat. The feeling of the two members inside her turned Clara on even more until she got lost in the sea of bliss, forgetting anything except the satisfaction of having the two women inside her.What happens Next?
✅Clara goes home with Abi. (Revenge Sex from Abi) (Relationship Up)
❌Clara convinces Abi to try Selene's strap once more. (Abigail Pegging) (Clara Mastubating/Watching)
❌Skip to the next day. (Hunting Slimes in the plains) (Slime Sex)
❌Clara decides she likes Selene's strap more than Abi's Cock. (NTR) (Bad End)
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After their visit with Selene, Clara and Abigail headed home for the night. For Abigail, that was a tent in the forest outside the village. Compared to renting an inn room, sleeping outside was far cheaper."You're sure it's okay for me to crash with you tonight?" Clara asked. She blinked in surprise when she saw the size of the tent. It was large enough for two, but just barely. "I don't want to impose.""Don't worry, it's bigger on the inside." Abigail pulled open the flap, and warm light spilled out from inside it. "I usually save up my money, but a tent isn't something I skimp on.""Woah." Clara blinked as she looked into the tent.It was fully furnished with an ornate bed, a dresser, and a hanging lantern suspended from the ceiling. It looked more like a bedroom than a tent. The inside was small compared to an inn room, but it was far bigger than its outward appearances suggested.Abigail stepped inside and Clara followed her in."I hope you don't mind sharing a bed," Abigail said. "I've never had a roommate before, so this is the only one I have. We'll have to sleep pretty close tonight.""I don't mind." Clara glanced at the bed and nodded. However, when Abigail began to take off her clothes, she blushed.(We're gonna be sleeping together... We'll be in the same bed, side by side and barely clothed...) The warmth rushed to Clara's cheeks as she thought about it.The last time she'd slept in the same bed with someone was her roommate. It was just a whimsical thing, and they didn't do anything, but Clara could still remember how hard her heart pounded that night. It was right after they experimented with kissing each other, but she'd been too nervous to do anything. She'd barely slept a wink as she felt the warmth of her roommate next to her.(You're still acting like a total virgin, you know that?) Abigail sent her thoughts through their telepathic connection, and the heat in Clara's face grew even worse."I-I'm not." She shook her head vigorously. "Even if I ignore the times you and I had sex, I still got fucked by Selene. You can't call me a virgin after that.""I know, and it really pisses me off." Abigail turned back towards Clara, and she stepped closer, bringing their bodies tight. In the confines of the tent, Clara had nowhere to turn."What do you mean by that..?" Clara's heart pounded in her chest. Abigail's intense eyes were so close, and she could feel her smaller breasts pushing into her own."Alleyway sex doesn't count, nor does getting fucked by some tentacles..." Abigail reached down, and she hiked up Clara's skirt, pulling the dress up her body. "From my perspective, you lost your virginity to Selene's strap on, and that really pisses me off.""Uhm... I..." Clara swallowed as Abigail lifted her dress higher and higher. Reflexively, she raised her arms, allowing Abigail to pull it up over her head, but it left her naked. The only thing she had left was her white cotton panties."I wanted that honor, you know?" Abigail leaned even closer, bringing her lips centimeters from Clara's. "I wanted to be the one to make you feel like a real woman."Clara's eyes fluttered. Abigail was so close, and she felt her lips closing in on hers.This was a kiss, right? Abigail was leaning in to kiss her. That had to be it. Clara waited with her eyes closed, trembling in anticipation. Abigail's words made her heart pound in her chest, and she wanted nothing more than for their lips to meet.Seconds passed, and Clara doubted herself. Perhaps this was a rom-com moment where Abigail was just reaching for something behind her. Perhaps there was something on the bed that she needed to grab, and she didn't mean to get so close. However, just when Clara was about to open her eyes, she felt them.Abigail's lips brushed hers, then their two mouths connected, and Abigail embraced her. She squeezed Clara tight, crushing her in her arms as she kissed.It was so intense, Clara's mind spun. She nearly collapsed right then and there, but Abigail held her tight. The passionate kiss continued on for what felt like an eternity, and Clara let out a heavy breath through her nose.From her experiments with her roommate, she wasn't unfamiliar with kissing another woman. Abigail's soft lips felt familiar against hers, but the kiss was much more passionate than anything Clara could recall. Despite having dozens of intense orgasms since entering the game, this was the first time she had kissed inside the virtual reality, and it felt even more intense than sex."Nnnnnmmh..." Clara mewled into Abigail's mouth and she panted for breath through her nose."I might not be your first anymore," Abigail said, and she pulled back, fixing her with another intense, smoldering gaze. "But I’ll be the first to make love to you."Clara fell backwards onto the bed, staring up at Abi. Her heart pounded in her ears, and she struggled to breathe. The words just kept repeating in her head, how Abigail said she was angry with her getting fucked by Selene, and how she wanted to be her first.(When she says 'make love', what does she even mean..?) Clara thought to herself. Was that truly different from sex?(I’ll show you exactly what I mean.) Abigail pulled off her crop top, and she slid her shorts down her legs, leaving her in only her panties, just like Clara herself. (This isn't going to be like that cheap alleyway sex, or our short stint in the dressing room)Clara swallowed. There was something intense about the way Abi looked at her, and even as she stripped, she didn’t break that gaze. Throughout it all, she stared directly into Clara's eyes."I, uhm..." She tried to think of something to say, but nothing came out."Shh... You don't need to say anything." Abigail took her hand, and she pushed Clara down onto the bed, laying atop her. "Our emotions need only to come out through our bodies."Clara swallowed. Abi was so close, staring so intensely into her eyes. The confused churn in her thoughts only grew worse with Abigail's soft naked body pressing against hers. There were no clothes to separate them anymore.Her nipples pressed against Abi's; her thigh resting between hers, and Abi's thigh between Clara's own legs. The embrace was even closer than when they kissed. However, Abigail didn't move to kiss her again, she just stared down at her in silence.(Look only at me, Clara.) Abigail thought to her.(I don't know what that means... I am looking at you.) Clara wanted to laugh. She was so nervous, yet so aroused. Her pussy clenched inside her panties, begging for something to fill it, but she was too embarrassed to ask Abigail."You’re even denser than I thought." Abigail smiled and she leaned down, kissing her again.Her soft lips pressed against Clara's, and she moaned into the embrace between their mouths. Abigail's body felt so good against hers, especially when she kissed her like this.On and on, she kissed her and their lips smacked together, filling the tent. With each new embrace of Abi's lips, Clara grew more aroused, and her nipples throbbed on her breasts. Between her legs, the inside of her panties grew into a smothering mess, and a large stain formed in her underwear. However, Abigail didn't do anything but kiss her.Even as Clara mewled into her mouth, squirming on the bed, eyes fluttering in helpless arousal, Abigail continued to kiss her. It felt cruel, like she was purposefully teasing her. Clara panted for breath, barely able to breathe through the urges coursing through her, but Abi made no move to satisfy those urges."Is something wrong?" Abi pulled back looking down at her with a half-smile. "You've started to squirm.""I... Uhm... Aren't you going to put it inside?" Clara tightened her legs, squeezing around Abigail's thigh. However, Abi shook her head."I said I was gonna make love to you, not fuck you." Abigail pulled back and she sat up on the bed.Clara blinked in surprise. "What?"All her pent up arousal had nowhere to go. A flicker of frustration built inside her chest, and she shook her head. Just when it felt like she would feel the best, Abigail had pulled back."I have some dildos in my dresser if you want to masturbate." Abigail gave her a serious look. "If you’re really that desperate, you can borrow one.""You're the one who built me up like this... Take some responsibility." Clara shook her head. The thought of using a dildo didn't even interest her. She wanted Abigail... and the cock that lay between her legs."I'm not interested in fucking you. Not tonight." Abigail said and she shook her head. "I want to show you what it really feels like to make love.""I don't get it." Clara shook her head. "Don't those mean the same thing?"Abigail had been talking in riddles all day. Why didn't alleyway sex count, but this did? Was it the bed? No, because there was something else that made Abigail pause. Whatever she was looking for, Clara didn’t know what it was."Making love is very different, Clara." Abigail leaned closer, bringing her voice down to a whisper. "It's not something I can do to you, it's something that happens between us. It takes two to tango, you know?"Clara still didn’t know what she was talking about, but her cheeks burned as Abigail whispered to her. With a furtive glance, she looked up to see an amused smile on Abigail's lips."What’s so funny?" Clara gave an indignant pout."I think it's cute how you blushed from me whispering," Abi said, and her crooked smile widened even further."Shut up..." Clara shook her head."You know, I learned a lot about you today." Abigail scooched closer. "I learned you had a slutty side, a cute side, an innocent side, and how you're totally clueless on everything important in life.""Now you're just making fun of me." Clara shook her head."But, after learning more about you, it made me want to make love to you," Abigail said. "I want to show you what genuine sex is all about, and how the passions of the heart can be expressed through the body. However, I can't do that alone."(I still don't get it...) Clara thought to herself. (You're just talking in riddles now.)(Try thinking about it a little harder.) Abigail reached out and cupped Clara's cheek, turning her face back towards hers. "Look at me, Clara."Clara stared at her. Abigail was just as cute as ever, with her blonde ponytail and soft features. She was cute and reminded her of the roommate she had in college, but Clara couldn't see anything else."What am I supposed to be looking for?" Clara asked."Don't look for anything." Abigail shook her head. "Look at me. I want to make love to you. Do you want the same?"(Of course! I want you to make love to me. I don't understand why you are holding back.) Clara clenched her thighs together, squirming on the bed. (Just tell me what you want me to do.)"It's not about what I want; it's about what you want." Abigail smiled and shook her head. "This is gonna be a long night, it seems.""I want you to make love to me." Clara nodded vigorously. "I want you to show me the difference you were talking about. I want to feel everything that you said.""You're still not looking at me. Not the way I thought you would." Abigail gave a sad smile and shook her head. "Perhaps I misread things.""Wait..." Clara grabbed her hand, tightening it in hers. She looked down at it, then back up to meet Abigail's eyes. "I'm sorry to disappoint you…""I'm not disappointed. It's just... I can't make love to you unless you also want the same." Abigail shook her head."I want you to make love to me too-" Clara began to repeat herself, then stopped. "Oh..."It clicked, and she immediately felt dumb. For the first time that night, she looked at Abigail. Not at her outward appearance, but who she was.This was Abigail, the woman who tried to help her in the village. She also cornered her in an alleyway and got her to suck her cock, but Abi treated her respectfully. When she asked not to be called a pervert, Abi called her a lady. When she felt like she was losing her mind, Abi believed in her. When she needed help, Abi took her in. Despite only meeting her earlier that day, Abi felt like someone she could trust. She was the closest friend Clara had since her roommate disappeared all those years ago, and her mere presence made Clara feel more comfortable. When she was getting fucked by Selene's strap, Abi was the only thing she could think about."I want to make love to you too..." Clara said. It wasn’t a desire for Abigail to make love to her, but for her to make love to Abi. All this time, she’d been thinking about it backwards."That's exactly what I was hoping to hear." Abi said."Then... Allow me..." Clara leaned in and kissed her. Once more, her heart pounded, and she wasn't sure if it was the right action, but when Abigail leaned into the kiss, she knew it was the right one.Her confidence grew as they kissed together, and Clara pushed her over. She kissed harder and smacked her lips against Abigail's. For the first time since entering the virtual world, she took the lead. She was in control.She pushed her knee against Abigail's panties, rubbing against the bulge inside them. With slow deliberate strokes, she humped against her, and Abigail's moans tickled her lips. With every rock of her hips, she felt Abigail's member stiffen and engorge.(God, I'm so fucking horny.) Clara thought to herself. She needed Abigail's cock inside her, but the desire felt different this time. She didn't just want to lay there and get fucked; she wanted to take the top."Go ahead..." Abigail pushed down her panties, letting her cock pop out. "I won't stop you this time.""Thank fuck." Clara almost laughed, and she pushed aside her own panties. With her legs straddling Abi's hips, she let herself down on top of her cock, sliding it deep inside her. Just inserting the thick member made tingles of pleasure ripple out through her pussy."God, you're even sexier like this..." Abigail thrust into her from beneath. "I didn't expect a shy girl like you to lay me down."Clara's heart skipped at her words, and her confidence wavered as she thought about how reserved she normally was. However, she pushed away the self doubt. Staring down at Abigail, she smiled and squeezed her large breasts, rocking her hips back and forth over her cock."I'm gonna make you scream... Once you taste my pussy, you're never gonna go back." Clara's cheeks burned as she said the words, and the embarrassed part of her wanted to cringe up and disappear. Only in her wildest fantasies did she ever think about dirty talking during sex, but Abigail smiled up at her."I won't let us sleep tonight. I'm gonna savor this body of yours until sunrise."Clara's heart skipped at the words, and she felt her confidence grow. Despite how embarrassed she was, Abigail had rolled with it. She'd accepted her.Once more, the warm feeling in her chest grew stronger, and Clara panted for breath. As she bobbed her hips over Abigail's cock, she moaned loudly. Not just from pleasure, but from relief. It felt like an enormous weight lifted from her shoulders.She no longer cared about being embarrassed. Abigail had seen all her embarrassing thoughts and more. There was nothing to worry about, not when she was with her like this."Clara... Come here." Abi grabbed her hand, pulling her down onto her chest. She began to thrust her hips into hers and squeezed her tight. "I love you...""I love you too..." Clara whispered the words into her ear, swinging her hips faster against Abi's.She felt like she was going insane. They'd only met today, but she meant the words. She'd never felt so comfortable with someone, never felt so safe. As Abi squeezed her in a tight embrace, the warmth in Clara's chest grew larger.She wasn't sure how long they continued like that, thrusting and embracing together on the bed. However, the warmth in her chest only grew larger as the hours passed. By the end, sweat drenched the sheets, and they both panted for breath from the exertion."I'm coming..." Abigail whispered."Me too..." Clara leaned down, and she slammed her hips against Abi's. At the same time, she kissed her once more, embracing their lips as their shared orgasm rippled through their bodies.Once, twice, three times, Abi's cock spurt into her, and Clara's mind spun from satisfaction. The waves of pleasure twitched through her sex, and she clenched down around her cock, moaning. For what felt like minutes—or perhaps hours—they moaned and squeezed each other tight on the bed.Only once they passed out did their embrace loosen.What will Clara & Abi do on the next morning?
❌Name their tentacle pet. (Tentacle Sex)
❌Go to the guild to ask for info about the game.
❌Go to the church to ask about exorcising Demons. (Attend a Sermon) (Aphrodisiacs, Group Masturbation)
✅Go to the northern plains to hunt slimes. (Slime Monster Sex)
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The next morning, Clara and Abigail set out towards the northern plains. They accepted a quest to cull the number of slimes in the grassy fields, and the guild would pay them one small silver for every Broken Slime Core they brought back.“Do you remember what I told you, Clara?” Abigail asked. “Don’t let any of the slime splash on you. It’s very important.”It was a bright sunny morning, and they stood in the grassy fields together. The air was pleasantly warm, and the smell of grass in the air was relaxing. However, herds of small blue slimes jumped around through the fields.Clara and Abigail stood at the top of a small hill, only five meters away from a blue slime. Unlike the other ones in the field, it was alone, and Abi had chosen it for their first target. Since Clara had no combat experience, she wanted her to prove she had what it took to defeat a genuine monster.“Is it necessary to worry about the rest of the slime?” Clara glanced between the slime and then back at Abi. “If the core is destroyed, won’t the rest become inert?”“It’ll lose coherence, but it won’t die.” Abigail shook her head. “A slime can grow out of a single drop. If we track the remnants of a slime into the city, we could create a monster outbreak.”“That seems dangerous...” Clara turned back towards the slime in front of them.The blue gelatinous blob came up to knee height, and it had a soft rounded shape—similar to a water balloon. With its vivid azure hue, it looked cartoonish, but Clara couldn’t underestimate the tiny creature. If only a single drop of its body was necessary to clone itself, it sounded worse than dandelion weeds.“There’s a shower outside of town to wash ourselves if anything happens, but it’s best not to need the shower in the first place,” Abigail said. “That water is cold.”“Okay, I’ll be careful.” Clara pulled her wand out of her thigh strap, and she turned towards the creature. She hadn’t used combat magic before, but there was one spell that she wanted to try. Of the ones in her magic book, there was one that got Clara excited to use. It was the fireball spell, a classic magical attack for any fantasy RPG. While picturing it in her mind’s eye, she pointed her wand at the creature.“Seriously, be careful, Clara.” Abigail said. “And whatever you do, don’t use fire.”“I got this- What?” Clara had just finished composing the spell when Abigail’s warning caught her by surprise. She had already begun casting it when she realized her mistake. (I can’t use fire?!)[ I Can’t Use Fire? ]The ball of fire burst out of her wand and hurtled towards the wandering slime. It struck it with a rumbling boom, and then the small blue slime exploded. However, the explosion was much larger and wetter than Clara expected.The small slime burst into a thousand smaller droplets. However, the smaller droplets grew larger, turning into watermelon-shaped balls of blue slime, then those burst into smaller droplets and grew in size again. Where the smaller slime had stood, a thousand more slimes exploded out of it as it duplicated itself ad infinitum.“Ah!” Clara screamed in a higher pitch than perhaps was necessary, and the rush of slime splashed all over her, covering her in the vivid blue substance.It dripped down her face, cascaded down her breasts, and a large amount slipped inside her dress. In an instant, she was soaked in the blue slime and dripping from head to toe in it. “Clara...” Abi looked over at her, and she was in a similar state. Her normal rogue-ish outfit was drenched in the blue slime and more of the small droplets clung to her skin and hair. “Why would you use fire magic on a slime!? You’re obviously supposed to use ice. Everyone knows that.”“I didn’t know that. In all the games I played, you’re supposed to use fire on the slimes.” Clara shook her head, blushing in embarrassment. “That’s right, you’re not from around here...” Abigail said, and Clara nodded.“Sorry, perhaps I should have waited longer to cast my spell,” Clara replied, and she lowered her gaze towards the green grass.“There’s no need to blame yourself, and...” Abigail looked around them and grimaced. “We have bigger issues to worry about.”The slime bits grew into new slimes, surrounding them in a field of the blue water balloon-like creatures. Each one was the size of a watermelon and just as large as the original. Clara had only managed to duplicate the small monster a hundred times over.“Oh...” Clara swallowed nervously.To make matters worse, her skin tingled where the slime droplets clung to her. The slime secreted a light aphrodisiac directly onto her body, and with the slime coating every inch of her, the arousal-inducing substance worked fast.A flutter ran through Clara’s belly, and her nipples stiffened inside her dress. She pushed her knees together, blushing at the countless slimes surrounding her, and a ripple of anticipation ran between her legs. Despite the situation, her pussy grew hot and dripping with arousal.“Reason number two for avoiding contact with slimes...” Abigail said, and she glanced at Clara, a similar blush filling her cheeks. “They are difficult to ignore once they get inside your clothes.”A large bulge formed in Abi’s shorts as her cock grew erect, and the sight sent a fresh flutter through Clara’s belly. She glanced at it, blushing. “Sorry...”“There’s nothing to apologize for. Besides, slimes are mostly harmless. We’ll get out of this alive.” Abigail turned to face the hundreds of slimes around them and she took a step back, coming up next to Clara. “I hope you don’t mind getting fucked by these things, though. We might be here for a while.”“A-Are you already giving up?” Clara’s voice wavered as the arousal burned through her body, and her knees nearly gave out. Inside her dress, it almost felt like the slime was purposefully licking at her nipples, and the small amount inside her panties had made a B-Line for clit, as if they knew exactly what they were doing.“No, but...” Abigail shook her head. “The easiest way to deal with a slime hoard like this is to dig in our heels for the long hall.”“Hang on, what are you doing?” Clara blinked in surprise.Abigail stripped off her shorts and shirt, tossing them aside. Her dagger, which was sheathed on her belt, also landed in the heap of her clothes. In an instant, Abigail was naked and defenseless. Despite her insistence, it looked like she was giving up her body to the slimes.“You’ll see...” Abigail turned to the crowd of slimes and spread her legs towards them. “This is what it means to be in it for the long hall.”Clara watched her, blushing. As the first slime reached her, it traveled up between Abigail’s legs, and she sat down on it. The blue slime enveloped her hips, pushing inside her ass and stroking her cock at the same time.“No really, what are you doing?!” Clara’s cheeks burned in embarrassment as she watched. When a slime approached her, she kicked it away. Despite how good it would feel to throw herself into a slime, she did her best to resist the urge.“I haven’t lost my mind,” Abigail said. “Just watch.”“Ah, fuck!” Abigail cried out, and a spurt of seed erupted from her cock, pouring out inside the slime. “Come here, you perverted slimes. See? I’m totally vulnerable.”The other slimes began crowding around her. However, as they got close, Abigail shot out a hand, grabbing the core from inside one. Like a bear fishing for salmon, she swiped the cores out from the slimes around her and crushed them in her hand.A wet splurging sound came out of the targeted slimes, and they melted into puddles. One by one, Abigail defeated them with her bare hands. However, it didn’t stop what the slime beneath her was doing.Clara noticed spurt after spurt of seed leaving Abigail’s cock, and the rogue moaned. Up above, small tentacles of slime reached out of it, flicking over her nipples. The sight of her small tits getting played with caused a tingle of anticipation to form in Clara’s own chest, and her blushing grew worse.“That looks like it would feel good...” (No, what am I thinking!?) Clara shook her head, tightly clenching her wand in one hand.“This is the most efficient way to hunt slimes,” Abigail said, and she smiled. “You’re welcome to join me.”She shot Clara a smoldering look, but then her face twisted in ecstasy as yet another spurt of seed twitched out of her cock. As she lunged at one slime, she missed it as her hands trembled from the orgasm.“There are some side effects, of course.” Abi shuddered and shook her head, but her cheeks were bright red. “With this number, it will take me a while to finish them all. I really could use some help.”Abigail glanced back at her, and Clara’s determination wavered.It felt wrong to give into these monsters, but if it was the most efficient way to hunt them, who was she to argue with Abi? Clara had a duty to help her, didn’t she? If she were to say no now, wouldn’t she be letting her fellow party member down?The slime inside Clara’s clothes sensed her emotions waver, and they released a fresh wave of aphrodisiacs, pumping it into her body. In an instant, the heat between her legs redoubled.Clara clenched her thighs together, and her core tightened as the urges built inside her. It took all her strength just to remain standing as her knees threatened to give out. The arousal burned like a fire in her belly, causing her breath to come in heavy sighs and ears to burn a bright red.She could think of nothing she wanted more than to get filled, just like Abi was. To feel those same slimy tentacles on her own chest, playing with her own nipples, filling her sex and ass with their amorphous appendages.The thought was intoxicating. Clara bit her lower lip, and she felt a drop of slime dripping down her slit. Despite being disconnected from a core, it wasn’t dead. The slime knew exactly what it was doing as it slipped inside her clitoral hood.As she stood there, the drop of slime vibrated around her clit, squeezing it and amplifying the sensation. The pleasure was so intense, and the aphrodisiacs so strong, Clara came right where she stood. Even as she wavered in uncertainty, the drop of blue slime pushed her over the edge.“No way... I’m coming!” Clara’s hands shot between her legs. Without thinking, she began rubbing her panties. It was like the last straw breaking, and she couldn’t help rubbing her pussy as the pleasure and urges crescendoed through her.“Even if you don’t let them fuck you, there’s more than enough slime in your clothes to tease you... Fuck, I’m coming too!” Abigail’s cock spurted another load of twitching seed out of her cock and she let out a loud moan.Clara laughed and shook her head. The last of her hesitation disappeared as she saw Abigail come. With a moan, she fell to all fours, kneeling in the grass, and the tentacles surrounded her from all sides. Their tentacles stretched out of her and thrust into her sex, filling her pussy.The tentacles of the slimes changed shape, perfectly adapting to the exact number of ridges and bumps to drive her crazy. With quick, fast thrusts, they pumped in and out of her sex, sending Clara toppling into a second orgasm, then a third.Whatever aphrodisiac was in the slime, it felt like it released her limiter, allowing her to come as quickly and fast as she wanted. For what felt like hours, she knelt on all fours, letting the slimes fuck her from both ends and driving her into more orgasms than she could count.They milked her magic and she occasionally saw the slimes duplicate. It wasn’t like they weren’t feeding off her for nothing, but Abigail took them out faster than they could reproduce. Just as she promised, this was the most efficient way for them to take out the slimes.Clara, however, couldn’t concentrate on taking out any slimes. On her first expedition to cull the slimes, she created more slimes than she slayed.What should Clara and Abigail do next?
❌Go to the showers and return to town. (mutual masturbation)
✅Clara cleans them up with magic and they explore the fields a little more. (Hidden Chest) (Vibrating Clit + Nipple Bands)
❌Go to the guild to ask for info about the game.
❌Go to the church to ask about exorcising demons. (Attend a Sermon) (Aphrodisiacs, Group Masturbation)
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Clara and Abi picked up the slime cores. After Abigail finished off the last of the slimes, there was nothing left but a field of puddles around them and the remnants of the slime cores. Clara stored each one in her item box so they could sell them to the guild later.“We won’t be able to claim these as part of our culling quest, but we’ll still make a little coin off these monster materials,” Abi said.“We won’t get full price for these?” Clara picked up the last one, tossing it into a glowing hole that connected to her storage. “Why not?”“We were paid to eliminate slimes, but these were created from your magic.” Abigail stood up, smoothing out the wrinkles in her outfit. “If we claimed these for our quest, it would be fraud.”“I guess that makes sense.” In the games Clara played, it didn’t matter where you got the items. Some MMOs allowed you to turn in quest items you purchased from other players, but it seemed like this world was much more thought out than most games.After they collected all the cores, Clara used her magic to clean them up.Abi had taken off her clothes before getting fucked, but she had been caught in the initial slime explosion. Her crop top and shorts were still damp with slime, and if she left it like that, the aphrodisiac substance would soak into her body.Clara gave a flick and swish of her wand, clearing away the damp slime in an instant. The blue secretions were whisked out of Abi’s clothes, and she tossed the ball of slime over to the side. It was an easy spell, but Clara would have more trouble with her own situation.(Those slimes stole my panties...) She thought to herself.Just like the tentacles, one of the mischievous slimes grabbed her panties and ran off with them. She didn’t have a chance to catch it with her mind preoccupied by the countless orgasms, and it meant she was going commando again. Below her dress, her bare sex and ass were exposed to the air.(You must be unlucky. None of them stole my underwear.) Abigail thought back to her. (Perhaps they prefer your scent to mine?)“Shut up, I don’t smell...” Clara shook her head, blushing. “Oh, that reminds me. I didn’t orgasm when you came from the slimes. Did something happen to your ring?”“Oh, uh...” Abigail scratched her cheek awkwardly. “I took it off before sitting on that slime. I figured you wouldn’t want to be forced to orgasm with me.”“That’s no good...” Clara stepped closer to Abigail and she took her hands into her own. “Abi...”The field of slime puddles wasn’t a romantic location, but Clara blushed as she held Abi’s hands in her own. She summoned the confidence she felt during their previous night together and fixed her gaze on the blonde rogue in front of her.“What is it?” Abigail stared at her, and a light blush filled her cheeks.“Don’t take off that ring unless you have to...” Clara bit her lip. “I want to feel your thoughts, especially when you are coming.”(Ahhhh! I can’t believe I really said that!) Clara blushed hard, and her inner thoughts escaped as her confidence wavered, but Abigail stared down at her with a relaxed smile.“Fine, I won’t take it off so easily next time.” She tightened her grip on Clara’s hands and pulled her closer. “So don’t take off yours either.”The burning in Clara’s cheeks grew even worse as Abigail embraced her. She laid her head on her shoulder, and she felt like her heart would burst out of her chest. Abi must have felt the pulse pounding between their bodies, but she said nothing.Just like when she ignored her inner thoughts, she remained just as calm and collected as ever. Clara could only wish to have such a steady confidence and to say such romantic things without hesitation. However, then one of Abi’s thoughts slipped through their telepathic link.(I hope Clara doesn’t realize I’m hugging her to hide my face- oops.)Clara pulled back to see Abi blushing just as hard as her. They stared at each other for a few seconds before they both burst out laughing at themselves. The middle of a bunch of slime puddles wasn’t the place for such serious moments.—“Oh, what’s that?” Clara asked, pointing at some ruins in the distance.She and Abigail had decided to continue their exploration of the grassy plains. It was a warm spring day with the smell of grass in the air, and the sun was high in the sky. On such a beautiful day, it would have been a disappointment to return to town so quickly.“That’s some old ruins. They can be found in the wilderness,” Abigail sheathed her dagger, and she handed Clara a broken core from a slime she just slayed.“Old ruins...” Clara said, and her eyes lit up. She accepted the broken core and stuffed it into her storage, their usual pattern by now.She would store the monster materials while Abi slayed them. By this point, they’d been doing the same thing for hours now. Clara was more than familiar with the process of hunting down slimes and collecting their cores. However, the ruins were new.“Let’s go explore it!”“That’s not a bad idea. If no one’s visited it today, it might still have some treasure we can collect.” Abigail nodded. “But don’t get your hopes up on the treasure, most of it’s useless.”“Treasure...” Clara’s expression grew even brighter at the word. “We gotta go explore it now.”With Abi’s assent, they headed off to the ruins. However, they were much smaller than any dungeon. The stone work walls were lower than any house, and the interior was even smaller. By the time they arrived, much of Clara’s excitement died down.(This is just like the ruins from ‘Elder Rings’.) She thought to herself. (I hope it doesn’t have a cookbook or something dumb.)(Why would a cookbook be in these ruins?) Abi thought back to her.“Uh, ignore me.” Clara shook her head. “I’ll go check it out.”She headed inside with Abi close behind. The inside of the ruins was overgrown with grass, and sunlight streamed in through the broken walls. It was a single room only a few dozen meters across, but a chest lay at the far end of the ruins.Clara stepped up to the chest, and she lifted the lid. On first inspection, Clara thought they had gotten unlucky. However, as she continued to stare at the wooden base of the chest, she noticed small pink rings laying inside it.The rings were small. Each one would have barely fit on the pad of her finger. Clara stared down at them in silence, trying to figure out what they were. However, she couldn’t make heads or tails of the strange treasure. The three pink rings looked more like trash that someone had left behind.“What’d you get?” Abi stepped up next to her, looking over Clara’s shoulder. “Oh, I don’t recognize those.”“I wonder what they are,” Clara said, and she reached down to pick them up. She only intended to examine them closer, but the second she touched them, a large flash came out of the chest.“What the...?” Clara stumbled back in surprise.A constricting feeling formed inside her dress and between her legs. At the peaks of her chest, her nipples stiffened instantly, and a weird feeling wrapped around her clit. It was as if something were lightly gripping her nipples and clit.“Oh... It looks like the rings were cursed.” Abigail said. “That flash happens when armor and weapons are equipped automatically. Do you feel those rings anywhere?”“Uhm...” Clara blushed, turning back to Abigail. Her nipples stood stiff beneath her dress, tenting the thin crimson material, and the feeling of the pink band around her clit was no better.“Pfft, what the heck is that?” Abigail reached out and poked her nipple. “You’re totally stiff all of a sudden.”“I-It’s the rings!” Clara’s blush grew worse as Abigail poked her nipple. Hurriedly, she pulled down her dress to show Abi. “See?”The pink rings wrapped around both her nipples, and they gripped her stiff protrusions tight, like two rubber bands. Clara felt even the air against her nipples as the sensitivity in them heightened. It felt exactly as if her nipples had stiffened on their own, but it wasn’t her own body doing it, it was the pink rubber bands.“These will be hard to get off...” Abigail reached out and tried to pull one off, but all she did was stroke Clara’s nipple. The pink band at the base of her stiff protrusion remained tightly around her nipple. “We might need to find a priestess to remove the curse.”“You mean I’ll have to walk around like this..?” Clara asked. She pulled up her dress again, but her blushing only grew worse. “Why does a treasure chest even have cursed items, anyway? This feels like a bad joke.”“It’s said the bad items are a prank by a trickster goddess...” Abigail nodded. “Hang on. Where’s the third ring?”“That’s...” Clara blushed even harder. “It’s down here...”She lifted the front of her dress and spread her outer lips. Her clit, which usually rested inside its hood, now peaked out. The pink ring lay at its base, squeezing her clit and pinching it lightly. The mere presence made Clara’s cheeks burn with embarrassment.“Oh...” Abigail nodded, and Clara let her dress back down over her privates.“How do I get these off- Ahgnnnmm?!” Clara’s words were interrupted by a dull buzzing sound.The rings on her clit and nipples began to buzz. Inside her dress, the bands made her nipples twitch back and forth, rubbing against the inside of her dress and sending Clara’s mind spinning. Between her legs was even more intense, though.Her throbbing clit buzzed with the ring, and Clara’s eyes fluttered. Her knees nearly gave out from the vibrations, and she leaned forward, falling into Abi’s arms. For several long seconds, she moaned and panted into Abi’s chest, squeezing her thighs together.“It seems like the rings also have a vibrating function,” Abigail said. “Why don’t we find a place to sit down for a bit? We won’t be able to break the curse without going back to town, but we should wait and see how strong it is.”Clara nodded and she headed out of the ruins with Abi. They sat at the back of the ruins, leaning on the walls. The spot gave a pretty view of the forest in the distance, and the springtime breeze was as pleasant as ever, but she could barely concentrate on them.Pleasure rippled out through her clit, and her core clenched reflexively. She couldn’t help squirming as she sat against the wall, rubbing her thighs together and moaning. Every second felt better than the last, and Clara felt an orgasm approaching in the distance.The stimulation was light, but still intense. The combined buzz at her nipples and clit made her mind foggy and she stared at the sky through half-lidded eyes.“Does it hurt?” Abi asked.“God no.” Clara shook her head and she leaned against Abi, moaning. “It feels good.”She looked up to meet Abigail’s blushing gaze and smiled. After their stint together the previous night, Abi had been blushing a lot more recently, and Clara found it cute. Despite having the rings forced on her, she felt herself growing even more aroused.“You know, Abi...” She breathed the words, hips squirming as her clit vibrated between her outer lips. “Perhaps you could help me?”Clara reached over, rubbing the bulge in Abi’s shorts. To her delight, she found her friend fully erect. The shape of her hard cock inside the canvas shorts made Clara’s pulse quicken, and she traced her fingers back and forth over the bulge.“If you come, I’ll be forced to as well...” Abigail whispered and she leaned closer, bringing her lips close to Clara’s. “Perhaps I should come inside that tight pussy of yours?”A chill ran down Clara’s spine as Abigail talked dirty to her. The racing beat in her ears grew louder and louder, and she closed her eyes. Without thinking, she leaned forward, kissing Abi on the lips.(That sounds like a good idea to me!) She thought to herself, and grinned.Clara turned over and straddled Abi’s hips. Beneath her, Abigail let out her cock, rubbing her tip between her lips and finding her opening. As Clara poised over her cock, her eyes gave one last flutter, and a fresh chill ran down her back.Only a few days before, she could never have imagined herself being so forward, but it felt right. There was nothing more she wanted than Abi’s thick cock in her pussy—to feel her hot seed spurt inside her once more.Clara slammed down her hips, hilting on Abi’s cock, and she moaned. As the pink band buzzed at her clit, the thick cock inside her felt even better than she expected. The trifecta of buzzing rings at her nipples and clit made sex feel even better.“God, you’re so hot, Clara...” Abi let her hands down on her hips, and she guided them up and down, stroking Clara’s hips over her cock. “I can’t believe you were a virgin only yesterday.”“That’s...” Clara’s mind spun, and the heat of embarrassment burned through her cheeks, but she couldn’t deny Abi’s words. Instead, she gave into her urges, bobbing her hips up and down over Abigail’s engorged cock. “I’m not a pervert...”Clara let out the one last mewl of protest, but Abigail shook her head, smiling.“I never said you were.” She took hold of Clara’s ass, bouncing it even faster over her cock. “You’re a fine, sexy woman, and I wouldn’t have you any other way.”“Ahnnnmgh!” Clara moaned louder, throwing back her head.She wanted nothing more than to give herself into the moment. To let out a screaming moan as Abigail’s cock fucked her silly. However, just when she raised her voice, another pair of voices echoed out from the other side of the wall.“Did you hear something?” A voice called out.“Perhaps it was the wind?” A second voice replied.There was another pair of adventurers at the ruins, and they stood on the other side of the wall. Just the sound of their voices sent Clara’s heart skipping in nervousness. If she could hear them, couldn’t they hear her?(Be quiet. Someone else came looking for treasure.) Abigail thought to her.(But I need to come...) Clara thought back, and she let out a shuddering sigh. (Fuck, I’m so close!)She stared down at Abigail with wide eyes, and Abi stared back at her. Both of them were teetering at the edge of orgasm, and the vibrating ring at her clit didn’t help. Perhaps because of that, Clara began to move her hips again.She bounced up and down over Abi’s cock, letting out muffled moans, and her eyes rolled up in her head. The idea of being caught only seemed to heighten her excitement.“Ah, the treasure is already gone,” a voice said.“Well, we did already find a new sword in the previous ruins. We’ve gotten more than enough for today.”Their idle conversation seemed to echo in Clara’s head, but she kept thrusting up and down over Abi’s cock. Each wave of pleasure rippling through her pussy felt better than the last, and she felt herself drawing up to the edge.(Wait, Clara... If you go too fast...) Abi shook her head. (We’ll make noise.)(And how long should we wait? I want to come now.) Clara thought back. (I know you want this too.)As if answering her question, the voices continued talking, and their words sealed their fates.“Let’s have a snack here.” A voice said from the other side of the wall. “We still have some lunch left, right?”“Sure. We can take a break here.” The other voice said back.The two adventurers on the other side of the wall were in it for the long hall. They wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon, and they were even gonna eat lunch. If Clara and Abigail wanted to come, they would have to do it with those other two within earshot.(Fuck it...) Abigail thought back. (Just try to stay quiet.)(I will!) Clara nodded, and she bobbed her hips faster. The sound of her sex stroking Abi’s cock filled the air, and the buzz of the pink bands rang out with it, but she didn’t have the mental faculties to care.She continued to stroke faster and faster until their hips became one. She lost track of where her body ended and Abi’s began. All that was left was the pleasant tingles rippling through her sex—and then she toppled over the edge.She let out a muffled moan, breathing into Abi’s ear, and Abigail let out a similar sigh. Her cock twitched, spurting a load of hot seed deep inside her, and Clara clenched around it. For several long seconds, they embraced, with Clara sitting on Abi’s lap and enjoying the twitching contractions of their shared orgasm.“Did you hear something?”“Maybe it was a slime? I wouldn’t worry about it.” The second voice said back.What happens next?
❌Clara’s tentacle sneaks away to play with the adventurers on the opposite side of the wall. (Tentacle sex)
✅Clara & Abi get found by the other adventurers. (Get Spanked for public indecency)
❌Go to the guild to ask for info about the game.
✅Go to the church to ask about exorcising demons. (Attend a Sermon) (Aphrodisiacs, Group Masturbation)
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Clara breathed heavily, staring into Abi’s eyes. The seconds felt like minutes as Abigail’s cock twitched inside her pussy, and waves of satisfaction washed through her brain with each new spurt of seed. In the real world, she would have had to wear a condom, but in the game, they were having raw and unprotected sex like it was nothing.(At this rate, I’m gonna get addicted...) Clara thought to herself, and she bit her lip, sinful pleasure swelling through her hips.(Then get addicted.) Abigail thought to her. (I’ll always be ready to fill up that perfect pussy of yours.)The dirty talk only made Clara’s blushing worse, but she couldn’t look away. Even as she squealed inside her head, and embarrassment burned through her cheeks, she could only clench harder around Abi’s cock, breathing heavily.“I don’t think that was a slime.” The voice replied—and it threw a bucket of cold water over them.“Fine, let’s go check it out.” The other voice replied.The two adventurers on the other side of the wall were coming, and if they spotted them like this—with Clara straddling Abi’s hips and her dress hiked up around her waist, it was incredibly obvious they’d been fucking. They’d had sex with two strangers on the other side of the wall.“Shit...” Abigail cursed, but it was too late.“It’s not what it looks like!” Clara glanced to the side and her voice rose several octaves as she saw the two other women turn the corner, spotting them.The two adventurers were a priest and paladin. One wore white holly robes with gold trim, while the other wore shining white plate armor. From the matching holy symbol on the front of their outfits, it was clear they were both part of the same organization.(They’re Disciples of the Gold Leaf. This is bad.) Abigail thought through their telepathic connection.(Gold leaf?) Clara thought back, and she glanced at the symbol on their outfits. It was a gold leaf, but Clara had never heard of them before.“It seems we’ve found two wayward lambs, lost to the temptations of the world.” The priestess put one hand on her cheek, smiling. Her white hair gave her an almost ethereal feeling to her expression, yet it was terrifying.“It seems we’ll be proselytizing in the field today.” The paladin said. She had brown hair and a scar running down her cheek. She was completely different from the ethereal beauty next to her, but her cocky grin was no less intimidating. “On the authority of the Royal Crown, we’ll be arresting you two for public indecency.”—A few minutes later, Abigail and Clara were bent on all fours and naked, crouching behind the ruins. The soft grass beneath them and the warm spring day made it a little more pleasant, but Clara’s cheeks burned from embarrassment.“I, Raia Liora, Priestess of the Golden Leaf, shall arbitrate your punishment today.” The priestess said, introducing herself, and she kneeled behind Clara, tracing a hand over her rear. “You shall repent your sins.”She slapped one hand over Clara’s bare rear, sending a sharp pain through her backside. The skin smarted against the springtime air, but a weird feeling also came with it. Clara felt herself growing aroused as Raia spanked her.The priestess spanked her a second, then third time, and a twitch ran between her legs. The spanking stung, but the embarrassment and strange warmth between her legs grew stronger. Clara’s ears burned as Raia continued to spank her.“I, Leeda Evaline, Paladin of the Golden Leaf, shall arbitrate your punishment today.” The paladin kneeled beside Abigail and spanked the rogue in the same way as the priestess did.“Nmh!” Abi’s back arched, and her cheeks reddened as the sharp slap echoed through the air. Clara noticed a handprint forming on her ass before the paladin gave her another heavy spank.“We’ll continue your discipline until you reflect on your actions.” The priestess smiled, and she gave Clara’s ass another spank. “Normally, we would spank you in the middle of the town square, but this will have to do for now.”“Ngmh...” Clara bit her lower lip as the stinging pain raced through her butt. However, her arousal only continued to grow. A bead of arousal glistened on her lips, then dripped down her inner thigh.(What is with this perverted punishment?) She thought to herself. (Isn’t this even more indecent than what we did?)Kneeling on all fours behind the ruins, naked and getting spanked by a priestess, it felt even more wrong than their hidden sex. Clara’s cheeks burned hot with embarrassment, and she squirmed as the stinging pain smarted her ass.She had never been one to fantasize about getting spanked. Even in porn, she thought it was just fluff to fill the time. However, to have it done to her, forced into the humiliating punishment and get spanked, it sent a flutter through her belly.The arousal continued to build between her legs, dripping down her thighs in a shameful display, and it wasn’t missed by the priestess behind her.“You’re even getting off on your punishment? You must be a sinner to the core.” The priestess slipped two fingers between Clara’s thighs, and she pushed them through her labia, stroking lightly. “We’ll have to punish you for that, too.”Clara’s mind spun as her fingers explored her folds. She sucked in a sharp breath and pushed her face into the grass beneath her. Despite the humiliation, she couldn’t help but push back against her hand.(This is the church of the Golden Leaf.) Abigail thought to her. (Anyone caught for public indecency is sent to them for ‘punishment’. We were unlucky to get caught by these two.)A deep fog clouded Clara’s mind. The priestess’s fingers between her legs felt so good she could hardly think, but she looked over to see Abigail in a similar state. The rogue had her head down and ass up, and the paladin stroked her cock while spanking her.“Nghmm...” Abigail moaned, and a bead of precum formed at her tip. Every stroke of the paladin’s fingers teased a small mewl of pleasure from her lips.(I don’t know... I think it’s lucky I get to see you like this.) Clara thought to herself, and she smiled before another slap landed on her ass. “Aghm!”“Don’t you two have anything to say to us? You violated our god’s sacred commandments by having sex in public.” The priestess pushed her fingers deep into Clara’s pussy, and she gave another spank, causing Clara to clench around them.“I’m sorry... She moaned, eyes fluttering.” (God, it feels so good.)(Be careful, Clara... Their religion is practically a cult. You can’t get too caught up in their pace.) Abigail glanced over at her, but the paladin gave another sharp spank on her ass.“I’m sorry- Ahgnmm… I’m sorry!” Abigail cursed as the spanks continued, but her eyes fluttered.The sight was so hot, Clara felt her own arousal blossoming out of control. Every spanking slap on her ass felt better than the last, and the priestess’s delicate fingers inside her pussy made her head spin. Just when she thought she would go crazy, the pink bands around her clit and nipples vibrated.“Oh? What’s this?” The priestess asked. “It seems this sinner has magic rings around her most sensitive parts. What a shame. That violates even more of our codes.”She gave an even harder spank, causing Clara’s back to arch. The combination of stinging pain, fingers in her pussy, and the relentless buzz of the rings made her mind go blank. Despite the pain smarting her skin, and despite the embarrassment burning through her cheeks, she felt herself climbing towards orgasm.The relentless spanking slaps only increased in frequency, and the priestess’s fingers pistoning in and out of her didn’t help. Higher and higher, Clara’s pleasure climbed towards a climax. For the umpteenth time since entering the game, she could only blush as the perverted game guided her to orgasm.(Don’t give in...) Abigail thought to her. (If we come, they’ll only give us more punishment.)(More punishment?) Clara’s eyes widened and she glanced over at AbigailThe sight of her friend getting her cock stroked and the red handprints covering her ass only amplified Clara’s arousal, and the promise of ‘more punishment’ sent her over the edge. As a tingle of anticipation ran between her legs, imaging what the priestess would do to her if she came, Clara clenched down around her fingers.(I’m sorry, Abi. I’m coming!) Her sex clenched and waves of pleasure tingled through her hips.Beside her, Abigail let out a grunt, and her cock spurted a load of seed down onto the grass. She toppled into an orgasm of her own, cock twitching and eyes fluttering. The sight amplified Clara’s own arousal, and she watched Abi through half-lidded eyes.“Mnghhhh...” Clara groaned and sighed. The buzzing rings at her clit and nipples slowed down as she came off the orgasm, but an intense afterglow remained over her mind.“It seems these two need further guidance,” Raia said.“We should take them to sermon,” the paladin said. “I think it will take a bit of reeducating to wash away their sins.”Up Next: (Attend a Sermon) (Aphrodisiacs, Group Masturbation)
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Clara and Abigail walked through town naked. The priestess and paladin pushed them along, with one hand on their shoulders to guide them. It was an embarrassing display, but Clara had no choice but to go along with it.(Everyone’s staring...) She thought to herself, and she glanced at the other villagers in the town square. As they walked through the busy commercial area, the residents of the village stopped to look at the two of them.(This is another reason you don’t want to get caught for public indecency.) Abigail thought to her.The blonde rogue’s cock stood at stiff attention. Despite Abi’s own blushing cheeks, and the orgasm she had only half an hour prior, her member was fully engorged and dripping with precum. Clara would have commented on it, if she wasn’t in an even worse spot.Arousal dripped down her thighs, and the feeling of so many eyes only amplified a strange flutter in her belly. Despite her shameful arousal, the thrill of getting stared at only seemed to amplify the urges more. Flutters of anticipation and embarrassment filled her belly.“Doesn’t this count as public indecency, too?” Clara asked. “Walking through town naked like this is much worse than what we did.”“By experiencing even greater humiliation, you shall atone for your sins.” The platinum blonde priestess smiled and she reached down, pinching Clara’s butt. “Don’t make me spank you again. I’d love nothing more than to bend you over in front of all these people and give you a second helping of punishment.”Clara let out a small yelp at the pinch, yet it only further stoked the warmth in her belly. The arousal felt almost impossible to ignore, and her mind spun with need. Despite the pain, it felt like her brain had associated the punishment of her ass with pleasure.“You two will be good girls for us, won’t you?” The paladin tightened her grip on Abi’s shoulder, smiling. “We’ll be taking you to sermon so you can purge those sinful urges of yours.”(Dammit... She’s hot.) Abi took one look at the paladin and cursed.The blonde rogue turned her gaze ahead, refusing to look at the paladin. With brown hair and a scar on her face, the paladin didn’t look hot from Clara’s perspective, but perhaps Abigail had different preferences.(I see, so that’s your type, huh?) She thought to herself.(It’s not, but-) “Nghmmm...” The paladin grabbed her ass, causing Abi’s thoughts fell into a jumble, and her cock twitched again. (Dammit...)—They arrived at the church a short time later. It was a building made of white stone and stained glass. Multi-colored lights streamed in through the front of the prayer-hall as the afternoon sun caught the light. It looked like a holy church with the pews of wooden seats to match.“You two will take a front-row seat for today’s sermon.” The priestess said, and she guided Clara over to the first row in the church pews.“Have fun, we wish we could join you, but...” The paladin followed behind with Abigail in tow, and she sat her down next to Clara. “We have a different sermon to attend, unfortunately.”The priestess and paladin left, leaving them naked in the church. The polished wooden seats and stuffy atmosphere of the church only made their nudity more embarrassing.(Could we just leave now?) Clara thought to herself. With those two gone, it seemed like they could leave, but Abi shook her head.(I wouldn’t try it.) She thought back. (If they learn we skipped the sermon, they’ll track us down, and they won’t be so nice next time.)“That was nice..?” Clara asked, and she winced at the feeling of the red, smarting skin on her ass.“Believe it or not, yeah,” Abigail said with a nod.The other church members filtered in after that. As Clara and Abi sat together, still naked, the other listeners to the sermon took their seats behind and around them. A few glanced at them, but otherwise the focus of the room lay on the front of the prayer hall.“Welcome, my wayward flock.” A woman in a nun outfit stepped out onto a raised stage at the front. She led another woman with chains out behind her. The second woman was wearing a blindfold and ball gag, but nobody reacted. Not even the nun acknowledged her existence.“We have returned to purge our sin.” The entire room spoke at once, including Abi.Clara’s eyes widened as the voices swelled and then disappeared all at once. It was as if everyone knew what was happening except her. As a newcomer to the game world, that was to be expected, but it was still unsettling to hear everyone else speak at once, as if they’d rehearsed it.“And so you shall purge your sins,” the nun said. “Today, I will also chasten the lost lamb behind me. She asked to be disciplined before you all today. Please welcome her with empathetic hearts.”“Welcome, lost lamb.” The chorus of voices rose once more. “May your sins be purged as our own.”(Abi, how do you know these lines?) Clara asked through their telepathic link. (How often have you been caught for public indecency?)(N-Not that often... Just- enough times to remember what I need to say.) Abigail thought back, and a small blush filled her cheeks. (The prayer is starting, by the way. Whatever you do, don’t say a word until the end of the sermon.)Clara nodded and returned her gaze to the front. With their seats so close, they had the best view of what was happening, and she could see everything the nun did.The holy woman walked around the stage and lit several incense sticks in a circle. Then, she sat down on a chair in the middle of them, and the blindfolded woman laid on her lap, bending over the nun’s knee. The position pushed her butt out and made it very spank-able.The intention was obvious, and Clara blushed as she remembered her own spanking. With a loud slap, the nun’s hand landed on the woman’s ass, and the sound echoed through the hall. Just like Clara and Abigail had been spanked, so too was this woman.(This is a sermon?) Clara asked, and she rubbed her knees together, fidgeting in her seat.(This is a normal sermon, yeah.) Abigail nodded from beside her, and she grasped her cock, slowly stroking it. While the woman was spanked, Abi began masturbating.(Wh-What are you doing!?) Clara’s eyes widened at the sight. She nearly exclaimed in surprise, but remembered Abi’s warning. She couldn’t say anything without interrupting the sermon.(This is a normal sermon...) Abigail thought back to her. She leaned back on the wooden bench, spreading her legs, and her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull.(I see... This is normal...) Clara glanced between Abi and the rest of the church members. Everyone was in a similar state of arousal. Many had hands between their legs, or had pulled out their cocks to masturbate.As she glanced around, Clara felt her own arousal growing as well. A faintly sweet scent wafted through the air, and the smell made her nipples harden and clit throb in anticipation. The longer she watched the woman get spanked and smelled the incense in the air, a dull heat built inside Clara.(This is a normal sermon...) She thought to herself, and she put one hand between her legs. Through half-lidded eyes, she watched on and bit her lower lip.Her fingers slipped inside her, like they had a life of their own, and she held back a moan. With quick strokes, she pushed in and out of herself, pistoning and clenching around her fingers. The embarrassment of masturbating in public was quickly swallowed up by the arousal brought by the wafting pink smoke of the incense sticks.The pink bands around her nipples and clit began to vibrate. They started as a dull buzz, but grew louder with each passing second. The sound filled her ears, and the intense vibrations across her most sensitive parts left Clara’s mind spinning.She leaned back in the wooden pew, taking a similar position as Abi. With spread legs and a slack expression, she watched the woman get spanked in a deep trance. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she felt it odd that she so quickly gave into the temptation to masturbate, especially in such a public space, but those thoughts quickly melted into the blissful waves tingling out of her clit.Faster and faster, she thrust her fingers in and out of herself. The pleasure from her pussy climbed higher and higher, swallowing up all rational thought. She let out a humiliating moan, back arching against the wooden bench, but she felt no embarrassment from it.The rest of the congregation moaned with her, their bodies contorting in pleasure. The fever took everyone in the room. As the pink incense grew thicker, even the woman getting spanked let out a shuddering breath.The gagged woman squirmed, and her cheeks turned bright red. Large handprints covered her ass, and the nun continued to spank her with harder and harder slaps, yet her cries were not from pain. The sweet moans echoing through her ball gag rose to a feverish pitch, just like everyone else in the room.“With this, we purge our sins and let go of our carnal desires...” The nun spoke out to the congregation, and she continued to slap the woman’s ass.Each spank echoed in Clara’s ears, and it beat through her like a drum. Even her heart seemed to match the pace of spanking, echoing loud thumps through her veins, pounding in her head. It was a slow, steady beat, just like the nun’s hand against the woman’s ass.“Purge our sins. Let go of our carnal desires...” The voices of the congregation rose around Clara, and she found her own voice joining them. She didn’t know how she knew the words or when to speak, but she matched the chorus perfectly.“Punishment is our freedom, humiliation is our salvation,” the nun said.“Humiliation is our salvation. Punishment is freedom.” Clara spoke the words back to her, joining the rest of the congregation.With two fingers, she rubbed her vibrating clit. The pink band caused her sensitive button to shift dozens of times a second, rubbing against her fingers on its own. The sensation was dozens of times more intense than any time she’d masturbated before.(Oh god, I’m coming.) Clara thought to herself. She was so close, and she clenched down around her fingers, but Abi shook her head.(Hold out just a little longer. We can’t come before the sermon finishes!) Abigail let out a mewl, squirming beside Clara. The glans of her cock was bright red as she pumped and stroked the shaft.Clara took one look at Abigail, and she nearly toppled over the edge. The sight of her friend so hopelessly aroused, stroking her cock like a dumb slut, just like she was doing to her clit, it fanned the arousal burning in her belly. She clenched down on her fingers even tighter, struggling to hold back.The unwavering spanking continued to beat through the air, pounding in Clara’s ears. Every fiber of her being wished to cry out in ecstasy, but the pink incense held her back. Just as much as it aroused her, she found it difficult to come, only teetering on the edge.“And so, we release ourselves, delivering our sins and cleansing our souls...” The nun gave one last spank, and she looked at the crowd. “Let our souls be purged of temptation.”The pink incense turned red. Everywhere in the room, it happened at the same time, shifting in hue without warning. However, Clara barely even registered it. She only felt the wave of bliss swallowing up her mind.“Let our souls be purged of temptation,” she said, through gasping breaths, and the rest of the room moaned. “Amen!”Clara came, clenching down around her fingers, and she felt Abigail come next to her. Abigail’s cock twitched and spurt her seed down onto the ground, back arching. Clara stared at her through half-lidded eyes as her throbbing clit sent tingles of pleasure out into her hips. The telepathic rings seemed to blur their senses, and she felt Abigail’s ejaculation just as intensely as the twitching spasms through her own sex.After that, her thoughts grew foggy, but she was aware of how Abi’s seed glowed gold then disappeared. Clara’s own arousal turned into a glimmering gold, and the mess between her legs evaporated, disappearing into the ether like gold flakes on the wind.What happens next?
✅Clara goes into a confessional booth (Machine + Dildo Chair)
❌Abigail goes into a confessional booth (Glory Hole + Edging)
❌Clara requests to be put on stage during the next Sermon (Fingered + Schedule Future Event)
❌Ask about demons
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Most of the other guests had already left, but they couldn’t move from their seats. With the telepathic rings connecting their minds, their shared orgasm had come twice as hard as normal. It was like every crest of pleasure had twitched through Clara’s legs twofold, and it left her mind in a daze.(Confessional booth?) She blinked at the words, looking up at the nun.(It’s an optional part of our punishment. Those caught for public indecency are given the opportunity to confess their sins.) Abigail explained the confessional booth through their telepathic link, and Clara nodded.“I bet a dirty girl like you would love to confess her sins, right?” The nun smiled down at Clara’s ditzy expression and cupped her cheek. “I bet you have lots of things to admit to.”“Yesssh...” Clara continued to nod, and she looked up at the nun. The thought of confessing her sins to this woman felt far more erotic than it had any right to be, and a tingle of anticipation raced between her legs.“Then, please come with me.” The nun took her hand and guided her to the side of the prayer hall, where a large box-like booth lay.Clara stepped into the left side while the nun stepped into the right side. However, as her eyes adjusted to the dim light of the booth, Clara’s brow furrowed. On the seat of the booth, there was a glistening dildo.It was a large and purple toy, with bumps and grooves to enhance pleasure. The sight of it made the tingle of anticipation even stronger between Clara’s legs, but she couldn’t shake the strange feeling she had about it. Was this really something that should be in a confession booth?“Is there something wrong?” The nun asked from the other side of the screen.“No, nothing!” Clara shook her head, and she sat down on the seat, taking the dildo deep into her pussy. The feeling of the thick purple toy inside her sent a chill down her back, but the flicker of arousal in her belly turned into a hot burning passion, simmering just below her navel.“Now, my child...” The nun shifted in her chair. Unbeknownst to Clara, a small panel of buttons opened up on the opposite side, and the nun stared down at them with a keen eye. “Please tell me, how have you sinned?”“Oh...” Clara breathed the word in a moan. The dildo felt so good inside her, it took all her focus just to listen to the nun. “When I first met Abi, I sucked her cock in an alleyway. I couldn’t help myself. I was so horny, I lost all control.”“I see... You bear a heavy past.” The nun smiled and she clicked a button, causing the dildo to vibrate inside Clara’s pussy.The reverberations sent Clara’s mind spinning, and she raised her voice, crying out in a moan. It was heavier than any vibrator she’d tried. The buzz of the toy made her heart skip and tingles of pleasure to race through her hips.“I’m sorry- Oh god.” Clara shook her head, unable to stop herself from moaning.“Do not apologize for your sins, my child. Atone.” The nun clicked another button, causing the dildo’s vibration to increase in intensity. “Tell me, what other sinful actions have you taken?”“A-After... After I sucked Abi’s cock...” Clara could barely speak. The intense pleasure melting through her pussy left her mind a soft mush. Everything, from the silicone shaft buzzing between her labia, to the way the head of the dildo grinded against her g-spot—it all felt more pleasurable than any time she’d masturbated before.“Please, keep going.” The nun slowed the vibrations, and it teased a crying mewl from Clara’s lips.“Oh, god. I asked her to fuck me. Right in that alley,” Clara said, if only to have the nun increase the intensity of the vibrating dildo. “I took her raw, right in my pussy. We fucked in the middle of the village where anyone could find us.”“Dearest me...” The nun’s smile widened. “You have been a naughty girl, haven’t you? I think we’ll need to go further.”She clicked a button, and the dildo rose and fell, pistoning in and out of Clara’s sex. It moved in slow, smooth motions, but it was enough to send Clara over the edge. She instantly toppled into orgasm as the vibrating head stroked against her g-spot and the shaft stroked through her labia.(I’m coming!) Clara shouted out.(Now!???) Abi’s surprised thoughts joined hers.Outside the booth, Abi shot up in her chair. The intensity and speed of the orgasm took her by surprise. After Clara had left, she completely forgot about her friend. She had stared into the distance, in a daze from the post-orgasmic glow, but Clara’s orgasm interrupted that.Hot seed spurt out of her cock, spilling down onto the floor between her feet. Abi doubled over, grabbing her cock, but it was too late to avoid a mess. Her twitching cock spurt load after load of seed down onto the ground, and her eyes fluttered from the waves of pleasure washing through her.(Give me some warning next time...) She thought to Clara.(I’m coming again!) Clara’s thoughts came back in a mess, and Abigail’s eyes widened in surprise.(What!?) A fresh spurt of seed twitched out of her cock, then another. Clara’s previous orgasm had barely faded before the next one came and sent Abigail into her own mess of twitching pleasure.Her cock grew limp, but the seed continued to spurt out of it. Even after Abi lost all sense of where she was or who she was, the orgasms continued to come. The endless waves of pleasure milked all the seed from her balls, pumping it down onto the floor between her feet.All she could do was wonder how Clara was still orgasming.Back in the booth, however, the answer was obvious. The sly grin on the nun’s face had turned into a soft laugh as she listened to Clara’s moans. She tapped at the controls of the machine like a piano, finding her weak spots and angling the dildo to elicit the most intense cries of pleasure from Clara.“Tell me, my child. What else? What other sinful actions have you taken?” She pressed a button on the panel in front of her, turning the vibrator function up to max.“I... Oh fuck. Oh god!” Clara’s hips bucked and she squirmed in her seat, but the intense buzz of the toy and its insistent strokes through her pussy were impossible to ignore. She couldn’t stop confessing, even if she wanted to. “I masturbated in the alley behind the magic shop. Fuck. I hiked up my skirt and just went to town on my clit.”“Masturbating in public. That’s a cardinal sin, you know?” The nun laughed again, and she clicked another button on her panel. “How about I give that sinful clit of yours some love as well?”A vibrator rose out of the seat, and it pushed against the apex of Clara’s slit, grinding against her clitoris. The sensation was so intense it sent Clara into an orgasm instantly, and then another. The waves of pleasure seemed to blur together, and stars danced in her eyes, but the nun continued to ask for more sins.“Tell me, there must be more, isn’t there? What other shameful acts have you done in public? Here at the church of the golden leaf, we will punish them all.”“I rode Abi’s cock out in the northern plains.” Clara’s words slurred together, and she struggled to talk through her moans, but she couldn’t stop confessing. “I hopped on her lap, and we fucked behind the ruins. Even though there were other people nearby, we couldn’t stop.”“Good, that’s it, my child. Bare all your sins to find release.” She clicked another button, and a pair of mechanical hands popped out from behind Clara. They groped her breasts and pinched her nipples, driving even more pleasure through her crackling brain. “Leave nothing out, my child.”“Oh god, I loved it all. I loved the way Abi’s seed felt inside my pussy. I loved the thrill of having sex where other people could hear, and I loved getting caught. The punishment only turned me on more, and walking through the village naked was a turn on.”The words tumbled out of Clara, and the pleasure grew more intense with each new embarrassing confession. Eventually, she ran out of things to say, so she made up fantasies, then confessed about how turned on they made her. It grew into an endless loop of rewards as she confessed all her sinful desires.Outside the booth, Abi collapsed into her seat, in a daze from the intense orgasms.For every orgasm Clara experienced, her own cock twitched out a load of seed, spurting from the tip of her flaccid member. She no longer had enough stamina to keep her cock hard, yet the orgasms continued, and she smiled in a daze, basking in the endless waves of pleasure.Just like when they prayed as a group, her seed transformed into a glittering light. It floated up in the air then disappeared as the offering was accepted. However, more seed spurt from her tip just as fast as it could be whisked away, creating a pool of seed between her feet nevertheless.What happens next?
❌Abigail goes into a confessional booth (Glory Hole + Edging)
❌Clara requests to be put on stage during the next Sermon (Fingered + Schedule Future Event)
✅Ask about demons
❌Have the church remove the cursed nipple/clit bands from Clara.
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Clara stepped out of the confessional booth, and her knees trembled. It took all of her effort just to remain standing, and it felt like her lower half had turned to jelly. Walking was out of the question.“Let me help you, my child.” The nun stepped out of the other side, and she took Clara’s hand, guiding her back to her seat. “You had many sins to confess. Do you feel cleansed?”“I do.” Clara blushed, and she sat down next to Abigail. “I never expected a confessional to be so intimate...”“Many are surprised at their first time,” the nun said with a smile. “However, I have never met a lost lamb who doesn’t return. Our confessional booths have a cleansing effect on the soul.”“Abi, do you want to go in next?” Clara asked, but she paused as she saw the state of her friend.Abigail was staring up at the ceiling, eyes glassy. She didn’t seem hurt, but she hadn’t reacted to Clara’s arrival either. Even when she called out her name, Abi continued to stare into the distance.(Are you okay?) Clara thought to her, sending the words through their telepathic link.“Huh? What?” Abi shot up in her seat, looking around, then she doubled over. “Ohhh, fuck...”She grabbed her cock and stroked it. With a slow pump, a trickle of seed dribbled from her tip. It wasn’t much, and Abi was soft, but she shuddered as the seed left her cock. She pumped it several times, getting it all out.(Oh yeah, she comes when I orgasm.) Clara thought to herself. She had lost count of how many orgasms she had in the confessional booth. For someone like Abi, who had a cock instead of a pussy, it must have been tiring.“It seems this lost lamb is still recovering from the sermon.” The nun turned her smile towards Abigail. “Would you like me to help purge those sinful urges from your body? The confessional booth is open now.”“Oh, uhm... Maybe later.” Abigail shook her head, blushing. “Did you enjoy yourself, Clara?”“Yes, it was very... refreshing.” A warm crimson hue spread through Clara’s cheeks. Her lower half felt like Jell-O, but she couldn’t deny how refreshing it had been. It felt like her soul had been cleansed.“The sins of the world weigh upon our shoulders,” the nun said. “Only through the teachings of the golden path may we cleanse those urges which plague our bodies.”“Uhm, speaking of the golden path,” Abi took a deep breath, and the crimson hue in her cheeks faded to a pinkish hue. “What happened to the other two that were with us? The ones that brought us here?”“Sister Raia and Swordsworn Leeda are busy at the missionary summit. They regretted they couldn’t join the sermon with you, but they had other duties to attend to today,” the nun said. “Do either of you have an interest in becoming missionaries like them? We could always use some capable adventurers like you two.”The word ‘missionary’ reminded Clara of something. Despite the strange rituals in this church, they were still a church. Outside the game world, she had met a demon, but if this was a church, perhaps they might know how to deal with demons?“Uhm, excuse me.” Clara spoke up, interrupting the nun’s questions. “Does your church have any exorcists? Or know how to deal with demons?”“Exorcist?” The nun looked at Clara with a confused expression.“What’s that?” Abigail asked.“Huh? I mean, someone who banishes demons. You know, like...” Clara had seen a movie with an exorcist once. They hadn’t been the most effective at dealing with the demon, but they had methods. “Is there a way to protect oneself from demons?”“That’s a strange question, dear.” The nun gave a vague smile and shook her head.“There’s no way to ‘deal with’ demons,” Abi said. “The only way to handle them is to avoid meeting one. If you ever find yourself in the presence of a demon, it’s already over for you.”“Indeed.” The nun nodded. “We teach methods of purging our sins to cleanse our worldly desires. The purpose of the golden path is to lead us away from temptation and the world of demons. There is no way to save a soul who has already caught the attention of a demon.”Clara thought back to the encounter she had with the demon in her apartment. It had been terrifying, but also alluring. Her seduction at the hands of the Succubus felt like an inevitability. She’d been easily subdued, but the words of the nun and Abigail felt strangely defeatist.(It’s weird that they say it’s impossible to resist a demon.) She thought to herself. There ought to have been rumors, at least. Even if those rumors were wrong, it was weird for them to be so defeatist about meeting a demon.(It’s just common sense.) Abigail thought to her. (Everyone knows you can’t beat a demon. They’re on a completely different level from the monsters we face.)“There is one method, I suppose.” The nun put a hand on her chin thoughtfully. “Demons cannot tell a lie. If they say something, they’ll keep their word. A contract with them is binding.”“But why would they enter a contract?” Abi shook her head. “It’s impossible. If you try to get tricky with a demon, all you’ll do is make them more interested in you. Even if you get them to enter a contract, all you’ve done is tie yourself to the demon.”“Indeed.” The nun nodded to herself. “A contract goes both ways, and it could be more dangerous than nothing at all. It’s best to give in to the demon. If you run across one, whatever they say, do it.”“I see...” None of it made any sense to Clara, but she nodded along. At the very least, she learned one thing. Demons couldn’t tell lies.What happens next?
Abigail goes into a confessional booth (Glory Hole + Edging)
Clara requests to be put on stage during the next Sermon (Fingered + Schedule Future Event)
Ask to join the church. (Enter a bad end route.)
Go to the library to see if there're any books on demons.
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"Let's go to the library," Clara said.After speaking with the nun, she and Abi redressed, then headed out into the streets. They were walking through the town square when Clara made the suggestions, but Abigail shook her head."What for? You already have a book on magic, right?" She nodded toward the book Clara carried under one arm."I do, but I was wondering if I could find a book on demons. The church gave some useful information, but I feel like there is still more to learn. If I can't figure out how to deal with a demon or two, I might not make it out of this game.""Why..?" Abigail shook her head, giving her a confused look. "I don't understand why you're so worried about demons suddenly. You're unlikely to meet one, you know?"Clara slowed to a stop, and she tapped her fingers against her magic book thoughtfully. (Should I tell her?)(We're telepathically linked.) Abi thought back. (It'll be difficult for you to hide anything, so you might as well tell me.)(Back when I tried to log out, I met a demon.) Clara thought to her, and Abi's eyes widened in surprise.(Seriously?!) Abigail glanced both ways, as if to confirm they weren't being overheard. (You ran into a demon?)"Yeah." Clara nodded, and Abi's expression turned serious."You're right. We should go see if there's a book on demons." She turned around and walked in the opposite direction. "Follow me."She led the way through the crowds, and Clara hurried after her.—The 'library' of the village turned out to be a book room of the local governess. Abi requested entrance through the back of a large estate, and she showed her guild card to the guards protecting the mansion. It was a strange process, but Clara assumed it must be necessary to prove her identity.Unlike her world, it seemed books were much more tightly guarded here.A butler showed them through the halls of the mansion and into a large book room. It was smaller than any library Clara had seen, but much larger than she would have expected for a private collection. The books filled the shelves from wall to wall."It's rare for my lady to get guests to her library," the butler said. "I'll wait here if you have questions. We do limit stays for only one hour. If you wish to look through the collection for any longer, you will need to visit tomorrow.""That is alright," Abi said. "We shouldn't need more than an hour."(Have you been here before?) Clara asked through their telepathic link. She glanced between Abi and the butler curiously. Despite Abigail's worn clothes, she seemed at ease in the stuffy room.(I've done a few quests for the governess of this village.) Abi replied. (I've been in this mansion more than I'd like to admit.) After replying, Abi began looking through the collection of books, and Clara joined her.There were books on herbology, potion brewing, swordsmanship, even cook books and photo albums. Anything Clara could imagine was kept in the library, and it only took a short time to find a book on demons."This is it," Abi said, and she pulled a tome off the shelf. The spine read 'Demonology and a Contemplation on Demonic Races'.(Let's pray you won't need any information in here, though.) Abi thought to her. (It's better to avoid demons altogether, but if you're truly in danger of meeting one, perhaps this will help.)Clara nodded and took the book. She scanned the table of contents and looked for a promising section. At the end of the book was a chapter titled 'Contemplations on Demonic Subjugation', so she flipped to that section."""For a mortal to subdue a demon, it is not traditionally possible. There is no way for a mortal to best a demon in magic, physical sport, or intellect. However, in theory, it is possible for a mortal to come out on top by preying on the demon's overconfidence."""(Okay, now we're talking.) Clara thought to herself. This wasn't anything like the defeatist attitude Abi or the nun shared.(I'm pretty sure that book said 'in theory'... I doubt we can trust this.) Abigail thought back, but Clara read on, scanning the pages of the book for useful information.The book described philosophical and theoretical claims about demons. It was unclear what could be trusted and what couldn't, but it outlined a simple process to subdue a demon. First, challenge the demon to a duel. Demons loved to play games and prove their superiority over mortals. No demon could overlook a challenge from a mortal. The book described it as if a cat were to bring a string toy to a human. The human would be overcome with the desire to play with the cat.(That's insane!) Abi shouted through their telepathic connection. (Challenging a demon is far too dangerous...)(Let's keep reading...) Clara thought back.Second, one needed to make a wager with the demon. All demons enjoy wagers and will take up the bet, no matter how risky it is. The ideal outcome is for both parties to wager their unconditional servitude to the other. This way, if you win, the demon will be forced to obey you.(Oh, I see... That's smart.) Clara thought to herself. By simply making a wager, one could subdue a demon.(Are you insane? If you lose the wager, you'd become a slave to the demon.) Abi shook her head vigorously. (This book is insane.)(Let's read on a bit more.) Clara thought back.Third, the target of the bet should be a game without chance or skill. All demons possess exceptional luck, skill, stamina, and strength. Ideally, the challenged game should stay away from any uncertainty, and shouldn't require skill, stamina, strength, fortitude, dexterity, nor mental abilities to win.(It's difficult to find a game that would meet such strict requirements.) Clara thought to herself.(No, I'm pretty sure there's no game you could win at.) Abi thought back. (Demons are just that strong. They even have luck on their side, so you can't hope to win through chance either.)Fourthly, if everything went well during the game, one would have subdued a demon. The mortal's first order to the demon should be to not try to trick them. Demons are extremely crafty beings, and even as a slave to a mortal, they are extremely dangerous.(I see...) Clara thought to herself. (What an interesting book.)(The only thing I agree with is that demons are extremely dangerous.) Abi thought to her. (I wouldn't trust anything this book says.)What happens next?
❌Clara's nipple & clit bands activate. (Public orgasm)
❌The tentacle sneaks out of Clara's jacket and causes havoc. (Tentacles)
✅The governess of the estate invites Clara and Abi to tea. (Aphrodisiacs) (Meeting with the Mayor)
❌Return to the guild to turn in quest items.
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"Abi! Why didn't you tell me you were visiting?" A woman in a bright blue dress strode into the library. She smiled brightly and spread her arms wide open.Abigail's expression soured at the sight of her and she hurriedly put the book back on the shelf. "Miss Galeford... I wouldn't dream of interrupting your important duties governing this village."She took a bow, and Clara followed suit. Whoever this woman was, she seemed important. From her perfectly curled blonde hair to the pearl necklace and form fitting dress, she exuded extravagance, just like the rest of the mansion."Oh, you're not interrupting and, please, call me Gretel." The woman approached Abi and grabbed her hand, squeezing it in hers. "By the way, who is this friend of yours? Another adventurer?""This is Clara, a member of my party." Abi raised her head and nodded at Clara. "Meet Gretel. She's the... governess of the town?""There's no reason to put a question mark after that," Gretel said and turned towards Clara. "I'm the official commissioner of the town's guard, tax collector, and magistrate for Leafglen Village.""Nice to meet you... Gretel?" Clara shook her hand and nodded. For someone with such important titles and such gaudy clothing, she spoke familiarly with them. Especially since she was older than both of them, it felt odd."Why don't we go have some tea," Gretel suggested. "I would love to catch up with you Abi and get to know this new friend of yours better.""We really should get going," Abi said."Nonsense. You've only just arrived," Gretel shook her head, making the blonde drill-like curls on her head bob back and forth. "You'll both follow me to my visiting room. I simply must hear about your newest adventures, Abi."(If you're just going to overrule me, why ask at all...) Abi grumbled in her thoughts, and Clara smiled to herself.(It seems she likes you.) Clara thought to her.(She's a nymphomaniac who's obsessed with getting her cock wet.) Abi thought back. (Dealing with her is exhausting.)Gretel turned and left, leaving them to follow her. Despite Abi's grumbling, she followed diligently and Clara hurried to catch up. As she walked beside her, she noticed a subtle blush filling Abigail's cheeks.—"You know, Abi has completed over fifteen quests for me." Gretel sat across from Abi and Clara, taking a sip of tea.They were in a tearoom with a table between them. Snacks and cookies were laid out on platters across the table, and a cup of fresh tea sat in front of each of them. The tea had a fragrant herbal aroma, and it stirred Clara's appetite as she drank it."Fifteen quests?" Clara asked, and she began nibbling on a cookie."I only accepted them because no one else in the guild would." Abi shook her head. She took a sip of her tea with an indignant scoff. "If you actually gave a reward for your quests, more people would take them, you know?""Ah, but isn't my company rewarding enough?" Gretel smiled sweetly as she spoke. "We had lots of fun after you brought back those herbs for me."The red hue in Abigail's cheeks grew darker as the older woman spoke, and Clara couldn't help but smile. Despite the brusque attitude of the rogue, it was clear she didn't dislike Gretel. If she'd come back fifteen times, there must have been something drawing her back.Clara finished her cookie and began nibbling on another. They had a faint strawberry taste, and she found them strangely addicting. After finishing one snack, she had to try another."By the way, Abi, won't you let me buy you some nicer clothes?" Gretel put one hand on her cheek. "You're always wearing that worn out rogue outfit. Wouldn't you like to wear a nice dress once in a while?""These clothes are easier to move in, and I don't need your charity." Abi sipped her tea with her eyes closed, not even looking at the older woman. "I appreciate you allowing us to use your library, though. It's come in handy today.""I'm glad." Gretel's smile widened. "In fact, I got the recipe for these cookies out of the library. I even used some of those herbs you brought back from the last time you accepted my quest.""Herbs?" Abi's eyes snapped open at the word, and she froze. "It's been three months since I last accepted your gathering quest. There's no way those herbs are still good by now.""I had them dried so I could use them for a while. I thought it was unfortunate how quickly we had to use them up." Gretel shook her head, and she slipped a cookie into her mouth, eating it with a knowing smile on her lips.(Crap...) Abigail thought to herself.(What's up? Is something wrong?) Clara finished her sixth cookie and glanced over at the rogue. The red blush in Abi's cheeks made her face look like a tomato, and Clara couldn't help but smile at the sight. (By the way, these cookies are amazing.)(The herb I gathered for her is an aphrodisiac.) Abi thought back to her. (If she used them in these cookies, it means they're drugged.)(Huh?) Clara froze, with the seventh cookie already half chewed in her mouth. She swallowed it slowly and blinked in surprise. (Aphrodisiac, huh?)She had thought the cookies were strangely addicting, but now that Abi mentioned it, the room felt warmer than usual. Clara's nipples stood stiff beneath her witch's dress, and the inside of her panties felt hot and stuffy.A stain had been growing at the front of her underwear, and Clara blushed as she realized what was happening. Hurriedly, she squeezed her thighs together, but that only amplified a tingle of anticipation building between her legs."Don't worry, the tea doesn't use the herbs." Gretel took another sip of tea, smiling. "I just thought I would keep our party interesting, and I wanted to try out this new recipe. What do you think, Abi?""I'm glad I didn't eat any cookies, then." Abigail shook her head, but a deep flush still filled her cheeks."Now don't say that." Gretel traced one hand down from her collarbones, rubbing her chest. She gently massaged the spot between her breasts, smiling at Abigail. "Why don't you try one?"Clara found her own eyes drawn to the sight. Despite the intimate conversation between the two of them, she squirmed in her chair, arousal staining the crotch of her panties. She desperately rubbed her thighs together, breathing heavily.With each stroke of the older woman's fingers, a strange feeling welled up in Clara's own body. Gretel was rubbing her sternum, tracing her fingers up and down the valley between her breasts, and Clara felt like that own part of her body was oddly sensitive.Even the air against the middle of her chest made tingles of satisfaction run out of the spot. The arousal in her body flared up two-fold as the hypnotic triggers in her mind amplified her urges. Clara had no recollection of it, but the spot Gretel rubbed on her chest was the exact spot Clara had a subconscious awareness of. It was the erogenous zone induced into her psyche by the magic shop owner.Just watching Gretel rub the spot was enough to make Clara's eyes fall into a half-lidded lull. Her lips parted as she breathed heavily, and the burning sensation in her cheeks grew into a wildfire. It felt like her face and ears would melt from how intensely she blushed."Is something the matter, dear? Your face is so red." Gretel turned to look at her, and the attention further fanned Clara's embarrassed arousal."No, I'm fine." She cleared her throat, trying to act normal beneath the older woman's gaze, but it felt difficult. Sitting still was impossible as the tingling urges built in her crotch. All she wanted to do was shove one hand between her legs and rub away the itch inside her panties."Are you sure, dear?" Gretel continued to rub the middle of her breasts, smiling at Clara. "I should have warned you about the cookies, I know. My apologies for not telling you ahead of time.""No, that's alright." Clara shook her head hurriedly.(I need to calm down.) She thought to herself, and she placed one hand on her chest, taking a deep breath. However, rather than quieting her urges, the breath only fanned the flame of arousal in her belly higher.She accidentally dropped her fingers into the valley of her cleavage, rubbing the same spot between her breasts as Gretel. The touch sent Clara's mind spinning. Her hypnotic triggers activated and redoubled her already out-of-control libido."Mmmmmnnnfh..." Clara moaned, eyes fluttering, and she rubbed the spot harder. The more she stroked the sensitive erogenous zone, the better her pussy felt. Every shift of her fingers made the heat in her body grow out of control, and tingles of pleasure rippled out between her legs. Even without being touched, the mere presence of her underwear clinging to her sex made Clara's mind fall into a downward spiral of pleasure."Are you okay? Clara?" Abi snapped in front of her eyes and Clara blinked in surprise."Huh? Yes. Oh god." She suddenly realized how she'd moaned in front of the other two, and her burning embarrassment grew even larger. "Please ignore me. I just ate too many cookies."(Let me know if it gets to be too much, okay?) Abigail continued to look at her with concern, but Clara gave a reassuring smile.(I'm fine, really. Just pretend like I'm not here.) She took a deep breath and removed her hand from the valley of her chest, and this time, she felt like a fresh wind blew away the fog from her mind. Without the touch between her breasts, it was much easier to ignore her arousal."Very well..." Abi turned back towards the older woman, eyes narrowing. "I have a point of discussion for you, Miss Galeford. Perhaps it's good you invited us to this meeting.""Please, call me Gretel." Gretel gave a polite smile and ate another cookie."Gretel..." Abi said the words through a forced smile. "Don't you think the number of visiting nobles is strange? Your village has been experiencing an increase in..."Their conversation continued in a direction Clara couldn't follow. All she knew was how aroused she was, and it took all her control not to let out another moan. Despite her reassurances to Abi, the fog of lust descended back over her mind, and Clara's eyes fell back into a half-lidded lull.She breathed heavily, staring off at the far wall. Time turned into a sluggish crawl as she sipped tea and fought back the urges between her legs. Especially her nipples, the way the stiff protrusions rubbed against the underside of her dress made it difficult to think.Between her legs, her clit was in a similar state, throbbing and needy. No matter how much she rubbed her thighs together, it couldn't quiet down the intense urges building within her.Clara breathed heavily, unable to focus on anything but the tingle of anticipation growing inside her pussy. For several long minutes, her heart pounded in her ears, and she got lost in the pleasant stuffy warmth inside her panties. However, such a state couldn't last forever.As she sat there, her nipple and clit bands began to vibrate. They stimulated her most sensitive parts, sending Clara's mind spinning. She drew in a sharp breath, heart skipping at the sudden waves of pleasure washing through her hips and breasts.The intensity started low, barely noticeable. At first, Clara thought she was going crazy. She felt like she imagined the sensation, or it was a fantasy that she'd mistaken for reality. However, the longer she sat there, the more intense the vibrations grew.Her pounding heart reverberated in her ears, and she bit her lower lip, barely holding back a moan. As her pleasure continued to climb, she felt an orgasm in the distance, and the reality of the situation dawned on her. If she didn't do something, she was going to come.She'd have an orgasm right in front of Abi and this highly important magistrate. Clara didn't even want to think about what they would say or do if they found out. Her embarrassment was so high, she felt like she would pass out from the heat burning in her cheeks, but all she could do was sit there as the pleasure continued to grow.The buzz of the nipple and clit bands grew more intense, and she heard the low rumble beneath the table. Clara's eyes rolled up in her head, and she felt even more embarrassed by the sound, but the waves of pleasure it brought were undeniable.Her breathing grew faster and ragged. Underneath the table, she crossed her legs into a pretzel and squeezed her thighs together as tight as they would go. With all her effort, she clenched her sex, preparing for the inevitable orgasm.What happens next?
❌Clara screams out "I'M COMING!" at the top of her voice. (Clara gets fucked by the magistrate.)
❌Clara muffles her moan. (Abi gets fucked by the magistrate.)
❌The mayor sits between them and masturbates Clara and Abi. (Hand Job/Fingering)
✅The tentacle sneaks out of Abi's coat and begins fucking the magistrate beneath the table. (Tentacle Sex)
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Gretel enjoyed being aroused. It was comfortable for her.The way her cock throbbed in her panties, the drip of precum tingling out of her tip, the way her nipples stood stiff inside her tube dress—she loved every moment of it. That's why she drugged the cookies with an aphrodisiac, so she could have a pleasant afternoon tea with the feeling of hot arousal throbbing between her legs.If anything more came of it, like having sex with her favorite adventurer (Abi), then that would just be a bonus. However, it came with its risks.Her thoughts grew distant as the thick fog of arousal descended over her mind. She breathed heavily, cheeks flushed, struggling to think of what to say. The pleasant throb of her cock grew into an undeniable hunger, gnawing at the back of her mind—begging her to pull out the thick member and stroke it."You know, it's getting warm in here, isn't it?" Gretel asked. "Abi dear, why don't you take off that coat?""You haven't been listening, have you?" Abigail raised an eyebrow at her, taking a sip of tea. "It's no matter. I'll leave my observations with your butler. She can give them to you when your head is clearer.""My head's perfectly clear, dear." Gretel smiled and she rubbed her chest again, massaging the soft cleavage bulging out of her dress. "I just think it's warm, and the tea's still hot. Do you really need that coat on?"The leather coat Abi wore was new for her. Gretel didn't recognize it, and she furrowed her brow at the thing. It hid Abi's sexy shoulders, which was inexcusable. She wanted to see more of her body, not less, and the jacket was in the way of that."My coat, hm?" Abigail raised an eyebrow, and her lips twisted into an amused smile. "Very well, Gretel."She put emphasis on Gretel's name and pulled the jacket off her shoulders. With an exaggerated show, she set the leather jacket down on the ground beneath the table.Gretel didn't know why she had emphasized her name, or why she was smiling so sweetly. It seemed like her cold, brusque attitude had completely melted away. Gretel didn't want to complain, but she thought it was odd.(Perhaps she ate a cookie while I wasn't looking.) She thought to herself. (That's gotta be it.)However, she couldn't be more wrong. Abigail was in full control of her faculties, unlike the other two members of the table, and she didn't appreciate Gretel's attempt to drug her. It was one thing when she was completing a quest for her, but to drag Clara into her schemes was inexcusable.Abigail nudged the coat with her foot. It was a slow movement and done not to arouse Gretel's suspicion. With gentle nudges, she pushed and prodded at the coat until a small lump squirmed inside the leather pockets.A tentacle emerged from the jacket, confused by the sudden prodding. Abi felt it against her foot, but she continued to push and nudge it, guiding the tentacle to the other side of the table. As she continued to chat with Gretel, she shoed the tentacle towards the other woman's feet."Say, Abi dear, isn't it still hot in here?" Gretel squeezed her legs together. Only a single layer remained between her and Abi's sexy shoulders, and the throbbing cock in her panties was even harder than before. "Why don't you take your shirt off?""My shirt? I don't know..." Abigail smiled sweetly and teased at the collar of her crop top, pulling it down to reveal more of her chest.Gretel leaned forward, drawn in by the display. She could barely think through the aphrodisiacs clouding her mind, let alone figure out Abi's plot. Further and further, she leaned over the table, breathing heavily."Yeah, I think you'd be a lot more comfortable without it..." Gretel bit her lower lip, staring at Abi intently."I think you're right..." Abigail returned her smoldering gaze and leaned across the table, bringing her face closer. "But I just don't know...""Ah..." Gretel let out an inadvertent moan as Abigail hesitated. It felt like she was teasing her on purpose, playing with her collar and giving flashes of her shoulders and cleavage.Gretel spread her legs beneath the table, causing her short skirt to hike up around her thighs. The large bulge in her panties would be obvious to anyone who looked beneath the table, but they were the only three people in the room, and she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing—or so she thought.The tentacle jumped up, and it wiggled into the wide 'v' shape Gretel had spread her legs in. With no warning, the slimy appendage slipped into her panties and thrust into her aroused pussy. It was so immediate and sudden, Gretel's mind barely registered it.(What the...) She thought to herself, then she stiffened in her seat. (Oh god!)The tentacle wiggled in and out of her sex, thrusting in long undulations inside her. Every squirming twitch sent tingles of pleasure out through her hips and left her mind spinning. She'd been so focused on her cock, the sudden attention to her pussy caught her completely unawares."Is something wrong?" Abigail leaned back in her seat, taking a sip of tea. "On second thought, I think I'll keep my shirt on. Sorry to disappoint.""There's nothing to apologize for." Gretel let out a shuddering breath, eyes fluttering. She tried to keep the conversation going even as the strange situation developed beneath the table.(Why is there a tentacle in here?) She thought to herself in disbelief, but the aphrodisiac secretions coating its body amplified the arousal from her cookies.Her cock twitched and strained against her underwear, forming a large stain of precum against the inside of her panties. Her breath caught with each thrust of the tentacle inside her sex, and the waves of pleasure made the throbbing urges in her cock grow to new heights."God, I want to come." Gretel said to herself, then she realized she'd spoken her thoughts out loud.She was a magistrate. Even if she presided over a backwater village, she needed to present herself respectably. Speaking such vulgar desires out loud made her cheeks burn with embarrassment. Despite her three decades of age, she felt a small flutter of nervousness in her belly at what she'd just said."I mean- Uhm... I would love to come along with you on your adventurers sometime," she said, correcting herself."I would love to bring you." Abigail traced one finger around the rim of her teacup and gave a knowing smile back at her. "I think a nymphomaniac like yourself would get along well with the monsters we face. Especially the tentacles. They have a powerful aphrodisiac secretion, just like those herbs you enjoy.""Oh really? A tentacle?" Gretel's voice rose several octaves at the word. (This tentacle must be her doing!)However, she couldn't do anything about it. If she complained now, it felt like she'd be losing to Abi. Despite her upbringing, Abi was as crafty as any noble, and Gretel couldn't help but want to win this battle of wits. Abi had snuck in a tentacle to their tea party, but she had also laced their cookies with an aphrodisiac—this was just how the game was played.(She's crafty, but I won't give her the satisfaction of seeing me break.) Gretel put on a cordial smile, staring back at her."Abi dear, won't you try one of my cookies?" Her mind spun from the tentacle thrusting into her sex, but she did her best to keep her voice calm. "I baked them just for you.""Very well." Abigail nodded, finally relenting after the third time Gretel asked her to try the cookies. "Since it's you who asked, I'll try one."She took a cookie and ate it, returning Gretel's calm gaze. With it, the game had truly begun. It was a question of who would break first. Would Gretel moan from the tentacle, or would Abi give in to the temptations of the aphrodisiac in the cookie?Of course, there was no actual competition. The game existed only in Gretel's aphrodisiac-addled mind. Abigail was just entertaining her, and even if she saw it as a competition, Gretel was the one at a disadvantage.She had eaten more than one cookie, and had a tentacle stuffed into her pussy. The combined aphrodisiacs out weighed anything else, and her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull.As she stared at Abi, trying her best to contain her moans, the slimy appendage thrust into her sex without restraint, driving wave after wave of pleasure through her hips and tingling up into her brain. After only a few minutes, her cock was a precum-dripping mess. It slipped out of her panties and stood on end beneath the table.(Oh god, I need to come.) The last of Gretel's willpower crumbled away as her member broke free of her panties. She began stroking it beneath the table. Unable to think of anything else, she masturbated as the tentacle wiggled inside her sex."You know, it's been a while since I've seen you squirm like this." Abigail smiled at her from across the table, tracing her finger around the rim of her teacup. "I think I enjoy this view."The words echoed in Gretel's brain, and she let out an undignified moan. Her strength left her, and she hunched over the table, stroking her cock beneath it. The shame and indignity of her position only seemed to amplify the pleasure, and Abi's knowing smile sent a shiver down her spine.(It's too much. I'm coming!) Gretel let out a louder moan, and her back arched.She spurt her dirty seed down onto the ground, between Abi's feet. With eyes fluttering, a shaky smile plastering her lips, she basked in the twitching pleasure rippling through her cock and enjoyed the thick presence of the tentacle inside her clenched pussy.Wave after wave of pleasure crested through her hips, and she spurt her seed down onto the ground, one load after another. Even though she was the one to drug the cookies, it was she who lost control at the tea party.What happens next?
❌Abigail teases Gretel (gives her a hand job).
❌Gretel gets revenge (Anal sex with Abi while Clara watches.)
✅The two notice Clara masturbating and call a truce to fuck her. (double penetration)
❌Clara and Abi return to the guild to turn in their quest.
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Clara deserved a reward. At least, she thought she did.Despite the buzzing rings wrapped around her clit and nipples, she had resisted the urge to come. For minutes, she sat at the table, holding back her urges and teetering at the precipice of orgasm. She resisted through sheer force of will, but it grew harder with each passing moment.The pleasant tingles rippling out of her clit grew more intense, and the fog over her brain turned into thick molasses, slowing down her thoughts. For an eternity, she stared into the distance, cheeks flushed and barely containing her moans.If she started moaning, she'd never live it down. This was a simple tea party. Sure, the cookies had an aphrodisiac in them, but it was her fault for eating so many of them, and now she could barely restrain the urges coursing between her legs. It took all of her concentration to not shove two hands down between her legs and rub that sweet spot at the apex of her slit.However, just when she thought she deserved praise for holding back, the Magistrate let out a loud moan."Aghnmmmhh!" The older woman's eyes fluttered and her mouth formed an 'o' shape as an orgasm rippled through her. She sat hunched over, with one arm rising and falling as she stroked her cock beneath the table.(Why am I trying to hold back?) Clara thought to herself. The sight of Gretel giving into her urges pushed her over the edge, and she shook her head."Oh god, I don't care anymore." Clara reached up and pulled her dress down, exposing her tits to the other two. With one hand, she rubbed her vibrating nipples while her other hand dove into her crotch. She stroked herself through her panties, amplifying the buzzing sensation around her clit.(Clara? What are you-?) Abigail's confused thoughts reached through their telepathic link, but it was too late. Clara pushed herself over the edge, toppling into a massive orgasm and bringing Abigail with her."I'M COMING!" She shouted out and her hips bucked in her seat, spasming against her own fingers. Her eyes fluttered and lips parted as the waves of pleasure rocked through her body. For several long seconds, the twitches rippled through her pussy and her lower half melted in soft tingles of satisfaction."You... Mnghhh..." Abigail groaned next to her, and her eyes rolled up in her head.She stuffed one hand between her legs as the shared orgasm caused a spurt of seed to erupt from her cock. Inside her panties, she let out load after load and creamed her underwear. Even as she tried to hold it back, a dark stain formed on the front of her shorts."It seems I'm not the only one to lose control..." Gretel smiled at the two of them, and she pulled the tentacle out from between her legs, tossing it onto the couch a few meters away."I, uhm..." Abi struggled for words, and she took heavy breaths, still coming down from the orgasm."Sorry..." Clara glanced over at her friend, noticing the large stain in her shorts. "I should have warned you sooner."She panted for breath, just as winded as Abi, if not more. With her dress pulled down, her breasts were still exposed, and Clara blushed as she realized what she'd done. Not only had she masturbated at the tea party, but she'd flashed an important woman like Gretel.Clara grabbed the top of her dress, pulling it up to hide her breasts, but it was futile. The witch's dress barely covered her nipples at the best of times, and no matter how she tugged at the thin material, it left her breasts exposed."Dear, there's nothing for you to apologize about." Gretel appeared behind Clara, placing two hands on her shoulders.Clara glanced up in surprise. She had thought the magistrate was on the other side of the table, and she hadn't noticed her approach. However, Gretel gave her a kindly smile, rubbing her shoulders."Oh, thank you." Clara smiled shyly, and she let the front of her dress fall back into her lap. It felt embarrassing to have her breasts exposed like this, but Gretel's massage pushed those feelings to the back of her mind. The older woman's shoulder rub felt surprisingly good, and the aphrodisiacs left a tingle of arousal between her legs."Don't be tricked, Clara." Abigail narrowed her eyes at Gretel. "All she thinks about is sex. She just wants to get inside your pants."(Oh...) Clara's eyes widened, and she glanced up at the older woman."How rude... Besides, perhaps Clara wants to have sex with me? Did you think about that?" Gretel leaned down, whispering in Clara's ear as she continued to massage her shoulders. "What do you think? Want to go a round?""Uhm..." Clara blushed, glancing between the magistrate and Abigail.(I won't stop you...) Abigail thought to her. (But this is the reason she laced our cookies with aphrodisiacs. You'd be playing right into her hand.)(Uhm... But...) Clara hesitated, continuing to glance between the two women."Say, Clara dear." Gretel whispered the words in her ear. "How about you invite Abi to join us? We could both fuck you at the same time.""At the same time?" Clara's eyes went wide as saucers."What ideas are you planting in her mind?" Abi shook her head. "C'mon, Clara. I think it's time we turned in our quest at the guild.""Wait..." Clara shook her head. "Do you want to? Abi?"Abigail stood up, but she paused, looking back at Clara. "Want to what?""At the same time?" Clara's blushing cheeks grew a deeper shade of red. "You both could... at the same time... you know?"She didn't even know how to explain it. She'd seen plenty of porn featuring 'double penetration', but at the thought of using the word, or to have it done to her, it felt too embarrassing to say out loud. However, it had a fascinating appeal she couldn't let go of.With a furtive glance up, she met Abi's eyes. (Please?)"Clara..." Abi swallowed slowly, and her own cheeks turned red. "Perhaps I shouldn't have eaten that cookie.""Nonsense, this is gonna be fun, Abi dear." Gretel reached down, scooping up Clara's breasts and groping them. "She wants us both to make her feel good, don't you, Clara?""Ah- Mnghhh..." Clara moaned as the older woman's skillful fingers played at her breasts and nipples. However, she nodded. "Yes. Abi and you... At the same time."Her heart pounded in her ears. The arousal felt like it would overwhelm her, and the teasing flick of Gretel's fingers over her nipples didn't help. Despite orgasming only minutes before, she once more grew desperate for another."Here... I'll get started, and Abi can join when she's ready." Gretel hiked up her dress, revealing a thick cock twice the size of Abi's. The sight of it made a flutter run through Clara's belly, and she nodded without thinking."You can join us when you're ready, Abi..." Clara took the member in her hand, blushing at the girth of the thing.Abigail watched as Clara stood up and dropped her panties to the floor. With practiced motions, she hiked her dress around her waist and exposed the dripping sex between her legs. The sight of it made Abi's own blush redden to a dark hue.(I really shouldn't have eaten that cookie.) She thought to herself.(I'm glad you did.) Clara turned back to face Abi and smiled.She let Gretel pick her up. The older woman had unexpected strength, and she hoisted her hips up over her cock, grasping Clara by her thighs. Slowly, she let her down over her cock, sinking into Clara's ass."Oh..." Clara moaned as the thick member filled her ass. It felt even better than the dildo she had used back there, and the fullness of the throbbing cock sent her mind spinning. "That feels good...""Right? Abi also couldn't resist my cock." Gretel swung her hips back and forth, thrusting into Clara from behind. "However, it seems my favorite adventurer has developed new tastes recently.""This isn't fair..." Abigail shook her head, and she gave a hard swallow. (How am I supposed to hold back?)(You don't need to.) Clara smiled at her, and she spread her labia, showing Abi the soft folds of sex. "Come on, Abi. I want to feel you both... At the same time.""Dammit..." Abigail cursed, but she unbuttoned her shorts, letting them drop to the ground. Despite her own orgasm, her cock was already hard. "Fine. If it's for you Clara, I'll entertain this dumb fetishist's whims...""That's no way to speak of your elders." Gretel smiled, and swung her hips faster into Clara's ass, giving long strokes in and out of her. "Besides, you know you love me.""Ah... Please, don't keep me waiting..." Clara said. Her eyes fluttered as the thick cock pumped through her rear opening. It only amplified her arousal and sent tingles of anticipation through her pussy.Abigail took one look between Clara's dripping sex and her half-lidded gaze before she finally gave in. Stepping up in front of Clara, she put her tip against her opening and slowly slid inside her. Inch by inch, she pushed deeper until her hips hilted against Clara's."Oh god..." Clara whispered under her breath. "I'm so full."The two cocks filled her from both sides, and she felt Gretel's bumping against Abi's as she continued to fuck her. In and out, the thick cock in her rear sent tingles of pleasure through her anal opening and left Clara's mind spinning. Her breathing grew heavy the longer it continued, and she saw Abi entering into a similar state of arousal.The blonde rogue's eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, and she stood still with her cock buried inside Clara. Even as Gretel fucked her, Abi's own hips couldn't seem to move. She held her cock inside Clara's pussy as her breathing grew heavier.(God dammit.) Abigail thought to herself. (I can feel that bitch's cock against mine. Why does it feel so good?)Abi's face twisted in pleasure as she basked in the feeling. Every pump of Gretel's massive cock reverberated through Clara's vaginal walls and echoed around her cock. With the massive member stretching Clara's ass to the max, it felt like Gretel's strokes also rubbed against her member."Abi..." Clara moaned, and she took a gasping breath. "Please, don't tease me. I want to feel you both... At the same time.""Ah- fuck." Abi cursed, and she began moving her hips. She pushed through the pleasure echoing through her cock and stroked against Gretel's, pounding Clara's hips with her own. She stroked just as fast and took long strokes in and out of Clara's pussy."Yes... Fuck yes!" Clara screamed out, back arching. As the two cocks pistoned inside her, it felt like her hips melted away, and her eyes rolled up in her head. Tingles of pleasure raced out of her ass and pussy at the same time, and her heart pounded in her ears.She lost track of time after that. The minutes felt like seconds as she basked in the two cocks penetrating her. For what felt like hours, the two women sandwiched her from both sides, fucking her in a tight embrace. Abigail, especially, seemed to want to embrace her the most."Fuck that bitch... Fuck that bitch..." She whispered the words under her breath, and she leaned in to Clara, kissing her on the lips. (I hate Gretel, but this feels so good!)Clara felt a strange sense of euphoria and annoyance coming through Abigail's telepathic link, but then the orgasm crashed through them. She and Abi came at the same time, and she felt the blonde rogue's cock twitch inside her pussy, pumping her thick seed deep inside her.Gretel came soon after, hips slamming against Clara's one last time. She pumped even more seed, and it overflowed around her cock, dripping down onto the floor and forming a puddle between their feet.Clara's mind barely registered any of it, however. She got lost in the waves of pleasure twitching through her pussy, and she breathed heavily. Even without being touched, her clit throbbed pleasantly, and she wanted to laugh from how good it all felt.What happens next?
❌The butler calls the Magistrate away and chastises her for getting carried away. (Abi + Clara Sex Alone)
❌They continue having sex and lose track of time. (Time skip to next morning.) (Sleep at the magistrate's mansion)
❌The tentacle sneaks out while they're distracted. (Tentacle Sex with Butler.)
✅Clara and Abi return to the guild to turn in their quest.
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An hour later, Clara and Abi stepped out of the mansion on shaky legs. Their hair was disheveled and clothes wrinkled from the endless sexual acts they took part in.After Clara took both women at the same time, they had switched positions and went into a feverish threesome that seemed to go on and on. The aphrodisiacs from the cookies combined with the secretions of the tentacle to drive them all into a lust-crazed orgy. However, that was all done now.“My apologies for my mistress’s action.” The butler of the mansion gave a bow at the door, lowering her head. “If I’d known she had spiked the cookies, I wouldn’t have served them.”“It’s fine.” Abigail turned around and gave a sheepish smile. “That’s just how Gretel is. I expected these antics from her.”“I didn’t mind either.” Clara blushed, rubbing her thighs together. She had changed her panties, but a damp stain had formed on her crotch as the aphrodisiacs in the cookies continued to fan her arousal.“My sincerest apologies...” The butler shook her head and continued to bow, ignoring their words.“Well, we need to get going.” Abi said, and she scratched her face awkwardly. “Thanks again for letting us use the library, but we need to turn in our quest to the guild.”“That’s right...” Clara nodded. “Thank you!”They said their goodbyes, then headed out of the mansion’s rear entrance, heading back into the busy village streets. Despite the situation, neither of them harbored ill will towards the magistrate. In fact, Clara couldn’t help but look back at the mansion, wondering when she might return.—“Oh, shit.” A voice cursed.“What is it?” A second voice asked.“I knocked the headset loose.” The first voice replied.Clara felt unfamiliar fingers fumbling around her head. She opened her eyes to find herself in a strange place. The ceiling was tall, like a gymnasium, and the walls were so far away, she might as well have been in an empty field. It felt like she was lying in a large open warehouse, except the ‘room’ was much bigger than any warehouse she knew of.“Where am I?” Clara asked, and she furrowed her brow. She remembered walking through the street with Abi, but then she’d suddenly woken up here.“Get the headset back on, quick.” The second voice said in a hushed whisper. “We can’t let anyone know about this mistake.”“It’s fine. This is a new girl. Her memories will be wiped soon enough.” The first voice, who Clara recognized as the Succubus she had seen in her apartment, was leaning over her. The demon was fiddling with the headset on her head, pressing some buttons on the back of it.“It’s you...” Clara said, blinking in surprise. “Hey, where am I?”She asked the question again and sat up, pushing away the succubus’s hands. With a glance, she looked around herself, and a chill ran down her spine. More than a warehouse, the space she was in felt like another world—a place that couldn’t be found on earth.There was a low ceiling about fifty meters above her, but the ceiling stretched out in all directions, as far as the eye could see. It was made of metal pipes, wiring and other mechanical features. However, the horror came from what lay beneath the ceiling.Thousands of pods were lined up in rows around Clara. People lay inside them, with their eyes closed as if they were sleeping. Just like her, they were all wearing black leotards and had a headset over their eyes. With the one look, Clara knew she was in trouble.Her own pod was open, with a glass-like casing pushed off to the side. If she had to guess, the demons had been placing her into the pod when her headset had been knocked loose, waking her from the virtual reality.“Shh... It’s going to be okay.” The succubus smiled down at her and pushed on Clara’s shoulders, forcing her to lie down again. “I guess you get a second treat today.”“What are you saying? Who are you- Oh...” Clara’s eyes widened as the succubus’s fingers traced down her chest.She rubbed between her breasts, then at her belly, just below her belly button. They were the two places hypnotically induced to become her strongest erogenous zones. The second the Succubus touched them, her nipples stiffened and her clit throbbed with need.Arousal flushed her cheeks, and she clenched her thighs together, letting out a moan.“There you go... It’s gonna be alright. Doesn’t this feel good?” The succubus asked, smiling down at her. “If you do what we say, it’ll feel even better.”“Yes...” Clara moaned the word, and the tension drained away from her body. She slumped back in the pod, laying on the soft cushions inside it. The pod felt surprisingly comfortable, as if she were floating in a body of water.The black leotard replicated the touch of the succubus. Even after she removed her fingers, the insistent touch between her breasts and below her navel continued to echo across her skin. The arousal building within her climbed ever higher as the massage on her erogenous zones continued.“Good pet...” the succubus cooed down to her, and Clara felt herself falling into the piercing yellow eyes of the demon.There was something strangely arousing about being called a ‘pet’. She didn’t remember it, but it was her hypnotic trigger word, amplifying her arousal even further. Despite receiving the suggestions in the game, they affected her body just the same.Soon enough, Clara was squirming inside the pod, rubbing her thighs together. It took all her focus just to avoid coming. The hot arousal burning in her tummy was so strong, and the tingles of pleasure racing out of her erogenous zones were so intense, her mind spun from how good she felt.“Quit messing around. We need to get that headset back on her.” The second voice said, and Clara finally looked over at the speaker.(Selene?) She thought to herself in surprise.The second succubus looked just like the receptionist in the guild. Clara had seen Selene naked when she accepted her offer for sex, and this succubus had the same proportions. From her face to the curves of her body, she looked just like the guild receptionist.“Tch. She recognized me.” Selene clicked her tongue. “Hurry and put her to sleep. This is your bag, isn’t it?”“I am. Quit complaining. Hide behind a pod if you’re so worried about getting seen.” The first succubus, who had short white hair, reached down between Clara’s legs. “C’mon, let’s get you back into the game, shall we?”Clara looked between Selene and the first succubus. As her fingers traced over her mons, a moan escaped her lips. Despite the absurdity of the situation and the strangeness, she was still just as aroused as ever.The skillful fingers rubbing at mons echoed twofold as the other touches amplified Clara’s arousal. The new touch combined with the massage between her breasts and below her navel, sending tingles of pleasure out through her pussy.“Oh... Fuck.” She cursed under her breath. As the pleasure climbed higher, her mind swam from the intensity. She’d never been so aroused in her life, and the sweet touch at her sex made her hips melt from the pleasant tingles.The rubber leotard amplified her pleasure even higher. The touch across the glossy surface was muffled, yet so much more intense than it would have been against only her skin. Clara’s breath caught as the Succubus reached her clit, and she bit her lower lip.(At this rate, I’m gonna go back into the virtual world.) She thought to herself. It didn’t sound so bad, especially with how hot it had been with Abi and the magistrate fucking her. However, Clara had to shake her head.Whatever these demons had planned for her, it couldn’t be good. She didn’t want to spend her entire life stuck in a pod like all the other people in this strange warehouse-like world. No matter what, she had to escape.“Uhm... A duel.” Clara let out a shuddering breath, struggling to think through the pleasure tingling through her sex. “I challenge you to a duel.”“What are you saying?” The white-haired succubus just shook her head. “I can’t let my mistake be found out. Just be quiet and enjoy yourself, okay?”“Ah... but...” Clara’s willpower drained away as the fingers continued to rub at her rubber-clad crotch. Before she knew it, she was climbing towards orgasm, teetering at the edge of ecstasy. “Wait...”“Sorry, but there’s no time.” The succubus shook her head, and she sped up her fingers, pushing Clara over the edge.“I’m coming!” Clara let out a moan, and her words came out in something between a whisper and a shout.Twitching pleasure rippled through her lower half, and she clenched her legs together, squeezing the succubus’s hand between her thighs. She grasped the edges of the pod walls, knuckles going white as the waves of pleasure washed through her body.Time itself seemed to slow down as the orgasm crashed through her, and the succubus continued to rub at the rubber crotch of her leotard, sending her mind over higher and higher waves of pleasure. Each time she crested one, the next orgasmic surge of pleasure felt even better.“That’s enough. She should be ready to go back in.” Selene pushed away the white-haired succubus’s hand, and she reached inside the pod. With a click, she flicked something on the headset, and a tunnel of white appeared in front of Clara’s eyes.“Wait...” she whispered under her breath, and she shook her head. She didn’t want to go back in yet.“Now look, the headset is only half activated.” The white-haired succubus shook her head. “You’re far too inexperienced to correct me, Selendrielle.”“Shut up. She just needs a little push. This one’s weak willed. It’ll be easy to push her mind back into the game.” Selene reached down, and her fingers took the place of the white-haired ones. With slow, insistent strokes, she continued to rub at Clara’s rubber-bound crotch.(I don’t get it, but I have a little more time...) Clara thought to herself.She glanced to the side, looking for anything that might give her a clue on how to escape. However, all she saw were the other pods. This strange warehouse-like space only had the endless rows of people stuck in the virtual reality. However, as she squinted through the tunnel of light from the headset, she noticed something.The pod next to her had Abigail in it. She recognized the blonde hair of the rouge and her cute nose.(Or wait... That’s not Abi. That’s my roommate.) She thought to herself. It was the roommate she had in her freshman year of college, who she hadn’t seen in years. That was definitely her. (But why does she look so much like Abi?)As Clara’s mind spun in confusion, she felt the arousal once more take over her mind. A dull fog filled her head, and the tunnel of light grew brighter. Slowly, the vision from the headset replaced the world around her.—“I’M COMING!” Clara shouted out, hips bucking.A massive orgasm rippled through her, and a large stain grew on the front of her panties. As the twitching contractions raced between her legs, her eyes fluttered and she moaned loudly. Despite just orgasming at the hands of the white-haired succubus, the second orgasm felt just as strong, and her mind spun from the intensity of the pleasurable waves.“Clara...” Abi’s eyes widened. “What’s going on- Oh god.”She doubled over, stuffing two hands between her legs. A similar stain formed on the front of her crotch as Abigail creamed her panties. With the telepathic link between them, she was also dragged into the orgasm, and her cock pumped seed out into her shorts.Despite standing in the middle of the busy road, they both found themselves on shaky legs, trembling through the waves of an orgasm.What should Clara & Abi do next?
❌Confront Selene at the guild and challenge her to a duel. (Bad End Route)
✅They get caught by the village guard and spanked/sent back to church for punishment.
❌They go to the guild to gather more information on their own.
❌They go back to the mansion to ask Gretel for help.
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"What do you think you're doing?" A woman in full plate armor stepped in front of Abi and Clara. "Orgasming in public is a clear violation of the law."Her armor glinted in the afternoon sun, and she held one hand on the pommel of the sword. At the armored woman's words, all eyes in the busy street turned towards Clara and Abi, and hushed whispers erupted. Between the intimidating swordswoman and the countless witnesses, it was clear they'd been caught in the act."This isn't what it looks like..." Abi said, but her words were futile. With two hands stuffed between her legs, and a large stain spreading over her crotch, it was clear what happened."My apologies..." Clara said, and her legs wobbled. She was in even worse shape than Abigail, with her thighs clenched together, and drops of arousal running down her legs."You two will come with me." The armored woman blew a whistle, and more guards appeared. They clapped their hands down on Clara and Abi's shoulders, removing any hope of escape.With the additional guards, they were whisked off to a jail cell.—"My name is Freya, I'll be overseeing your punishment today." The guard woman said, and she stripped off her metal armor, setting it down into the corner of the cell room.Clara and Abi stood bent over with wooden stocks around their necks and wrist. The wooden restraints forced them to bend over, pushing their butts outward. Their clothes were already stripped from them, and it left them in a vulnerable position."Sorry Abi," Clara said. "Because of me, you're also getting punished.""I find it strange how you suddenly reached orgasm while we were walking..." Abi replied, but she shook her head. "All things considered, though, this could be worse. We're lucky it was the village guard to find us."(Lucky?) Clara thought to herself, and her thoughts were transmitted through their telepathic rings.(If the church found us twice in one day, we'd be in for much harsher punishment. Luckily, it seems like we're just gonna get spanked again.) Abi flashed Clara a smile. (It's kinda kinky, if you think about it.)Clara blushed and glanced back at the one that was going to spank them.The guard woman had long brown hair tied in a bun. Freya, as she called herself, wore a thin black undershirt and tights. Without the armor in the way, it was clear she had a rather sizable chest, much like Clara's own. However, with her taller height, Clara couldn't help but think they fitted the guard woman better. With a blush, she stared at the massive breasts bulging beneath her tight shirt."You're a witch, right?" The guard woman glanced at Clara. "I remember letting you into the village yesterday and passing on your toll, but to think you'd end up here. I didn't take you for a miscreant.""I'm sorry, I didn't mean to orgasm in such a public place..." Clara lowered her eyes as an embarrassed blush reached her cheeks. It wasn't her fault she had orgasmed, but her ears burned in humiliation.(This is all Selene's fault.) Clara thought to herself. If she hadn't interrupted the other succubus, she might have entered the virtual world more gracefully. The white-haired succubus had been much more competent. The first time she'd escaped the virtual world, the white-haired succubus had sent her back into it without causing her to come inside the game.It felt strange to be thinking so fondly of a demon, but the white-haired succubus at least seemed kinder than Selene. The guild receptionist, who seemed to be a succubus in the real world, had a terrible attitude. Clara thought back to the other version of Selene, and a chill ran down her spine.(What does Selene have to do with any of this?) Abi gave her a questioning look, but Clara shook her head.(I'll explain later.) She thought to herself, sending the words through their telepathic link."Now, time for your punishment..." The guard woman stepped up in front of them, and she slid on a pair of leather gloves. It was an intimidating sight to look up at, but right before Freya could get started, the door to the prison cells opened."Excuse me, vice captain." Another woman stepped into the room, and she held out an envelope."What do we have here?" Freya took the message and opened it up, glancing down at the contents. Her eyes scanned the words for a few seconds before widening in surprise. "You two were already charged with public indecency today?"(Oh crap.) Abi thought, and Clara blinked in surprise."Yes..." Clara nodded as best she could inside the wooden stocks. "Were we supposed to tell you?""For a newcomer like you, I can understand not knowing the rules, but Abigail..." The guard woman turned a cold gaze at the blonde rogue. "You should know better than to hide this from me.""I was hoping you wouldn't find out." She gave a sheepish smile back. "Sorry?""I'll have to be extra stern with your punishment." A dark smile spread over Freya's features. "I always thought you were a deviant, but to receive public indecency twice in one day... and I'll be adding an obstruction of justice charge on top of that now. You must be a masochist.""I really didn't mean to orgasm in the middle of the street!" Abi's voice raised a few octaves, and Clara heard the nervousness reach into her voice. "The first one wasn't even that bad. We weren't in the village when we were caught.""Don't worry, Abigail. Your punishment today won't hurt. In fact, it will be quite pleasurable." Freya stepped closer, and she ran a gloved finger down Abi's back, tracing down to her butt. "You're gonna hate how much you enjoy this."A shiver ran through Abi, and her back arched against the touch. Clara watched her with blushing cheeks. However, she wondered how Freya could punish them both. It seemed she was only focused on Abi."Vice captain, shall I assist your punishment today?" The other guard woman chimed in. The one who had delivered the message still stood at the entrance to the cells."Yes, you can punish the witch." Freya nodded, and she gave Abi a spank on the butt, causing her to let out a moaning yelp. "I'll be punishing Abigail personally.""You're with me, then." The other guard woman didn't bother taking off her armor. She was only wearing a light leather chest piece, cloak, and skirt. Unlike Freya, she had pink hair and amber-colored eyes."I'll be in your care..." Clara glanced up at her and nodded. "This is my first time getting punished by the town guard. I hope it's not too rough...""Don't worry." The pink-haired guard smiled. "Since you're getting the second-level punishment, there won't be any spanking. However, you might find it more difficult to bear than the first-level punishments.""Really? Oh... Ahmngh!" Clara let out a moan as the pink-haired guard slipped her fingers between her legs. The other woman stepped up behind her and gently stroked around her slit, rubbing two fingers on either side of her mons."I'll try to get your punishment over with quick, so bear with me." The pink-haired guard had a surprisingly sympathetic tone, and Clara nodded.She relaxed into the touch, letting her weight push down against the other woman's fingers. Unlike Freya, she wasn't wearing gloves, and Clara felt her bare fingers slip into her folds and push up against her clit. With one hand, she rubbed the sensitive button, and her other hand began stroking in and out of her pussy."Mmmmn..." Clara's breathing grew heavier as the fingers played with her sex. The pink-haired guard was good with her hands, and her dexterous fingers sent tingles of pleasure through her pussy. Each swish of her clit and stroke through her sex felt better than the last.Perhaps it was a remnant of the aphrodisiac-laced cookies, or perhaps the other woman was just that good, but Clara rose towards a quick climax. After only a few minutes, she couldn't help but squeeze her thighs together, clenching around the woman's hands."Please, keep your legs spread." The guard woman pushed Clara's thighs back open. "It'll make it more difficult for me to give you your punishment, and this will only take longer.""Sorry..." Clara apologized, and she consciously forced her legs to spread wide, allowing the pink-haired woman's fingers better access to her sex. However, she blushed at the lewd display. It felt even more embarrassing than orgasming in public."You're doing great." The pink-haired woman smiled and resumed stroking through Clara's sex and rubbing at her clit. The praise made Clara's pounding heart calm a little, and she smiled as well, relaxing into the pleasure."Ah... Oh... That feels so good." She let her eyes half-close and melted into the pink-haired woman's fingers. "I'm already... I'm going to..."She felt the orgasm approaching fast. Every shift over her clit and pump of the fingers through her opening sent her mind spinning. Just the sensation of the guards woman stroking through her labia made tingles of pleasure melt through her hips. However, just when she felt herself reaching the precipice of ecstasy, the pleasure vanished."Huh? Ah..." Clara let out a desperate mewl, rocking her hips back and forth. However, no matter what she did, she couldn't orgasm. All the pleasure from the stimulation disappeared and left a burning frustration smoldering in her belly."That's one." The pink-haired woman let out a breath, and she shifted on her knees, getting more comfortable. "Your punishment is edging. I suppose I should have told you from the beginning, huh?""Ah..." Clara let out a shaky sigh, but she nodded. "I see."It was only fair. If she wasn't getting spanked, there had to be a downside to the pleasure. There was no way she'd get a free fingering session as a punishment, but it didn't make her feel any better. The smoldering arousal in her belly left her frustrated."Now, we're going for two." The pink-haired woman said.In the stocks restraining Clara's head and hands, a magic crystal lay inside the wood. When she had approached orgasm, it turned on and blocked her pleasure, but it turned off after a minute, allowing her to once more feel the pleasure of the other woman's fingers."Oh..." Clara moaned, and her back arched. The fingers at her clit and inside her pussy felt even better than before. The edging only heightened her senses and left her desperate for more. As the guard woman continued to finger her, Clara felt herself rising quickly towards orgasm once more."You're doing great. Just breathe." The guard woman smiled and rubbed a little harder at Clara's clit. "We'll be done in no time.""Okay..." Clara nodded, and she let out a shaky breath. "I'm getting close again..."She felt herself approach the precipice for the second time. The fingers rubbing circles at her sweet spot made her mind spin with them. She had the urge to clench her legs closed, but she did her best to keep them spread—she wanted to make it easier for the nice guard woman, after all."This is number two. Well done. You're doing great so far." The gem activated, blocking Clara's pleasure, and the guard woman gave her some more encouraging words."Okay... Yeah, I think I can do this." Clara nodded, and she took a breath. When she knew it was coming, she felt like she could handle the frustration of the edge better. "How many do I have to go through, anyway? How long is this punishment?""Fifty times." The pink-haired guard woman said, and she began stroking through Clara's opening once more. As the pleasure-blocking magic ceased, she resumed her circles over her clit."Fifty!?" Clara let out a surprised mewl. Even as the pleasure coursed between her legs, she felt herself grow nervous at the number. Could she really hold out for so long?"Don't worry, you'll do fine." The pink-haired woman gave her an encouraging reply. "Besides, your friend is due for twice that amount, and the vice-captain isn't nearly as nice as I am.""Oh... Mnghhfghh..." Clara moaned, letting out a shaky breath. However, the guard woman's words sent a chill down her spine. (Abi has to go through twice as many edges as me?)(Yeah, this won't be easy...) Abi looked over at her, flashing Clara a smile before her eyes rolled up in her head.The other guard woman stroked Abi's cock, rubbing the tip against her gloved palm. However, she wasn't moving her hands nearly as quickly as the pink-haired woman. She moved slowly, rubbing her fingers over the glistening glans of Abi's member in leisurely circles.The cock twitched in her grasp, jerking back and forth, and Abi bucked her hips, but it was futile. The other guard woman only gave her the gentlest of touches, slowly bringing her up to the edge. By the time she was approaching orgasm, Abi's eyes grew glassy, and her moans grew into desperate mewls, but the gem on the wooden stock glowed, cutting off her pleasure."That's one," Freya said, and she brought her hands to a halt. "Ninety-nine more...""Oh god. I'm sorry, so please..." Abi's eyes fluttered, and a drip of precum fell from her cock, forming a puddle on the ground. "Go easy on me.""Why should I go easy when you tried to mislead us? This is your punishment for trying to escape punishment." The guard woman continued to rub Abi's cock, going even slower this time. She dragged her leather-gloved hand over her tip, massaging her glans against her soft palm.The motion elicited another mewling moan from Abi, and a chill ran down Clara's back as she watched."That's three," the pink-haired guard announced.Clara's eyes rolled up in her head as she reached her own edge, and she let out a shuddering sigh. Her own punishment seemed easier than Abi's, but no less difficult. The sight of her friend struggling only turned Clara on more and made it more difficult to think through the lust growing in her body.After the fourth edge, Clara lost track of time. The endless waves of pleasure seemed to blur into one another, and the smoldering arousal in her belly only got stronger.After ten edges, she was a squirming mess, twitching beneath the pink-haired woman's touch. Her toes curled, and beads of sweat glistened on her skin. The hazy pleasure left her mind in a daze, but she could only keep going.On the twentieth edge, Clara's mind grew completely blank. She stared off into the distance, moaning loudly. Her mewls of pleasure were the one thing she was allowed, and that made her cries all the louder. As the intense pleasure throbbed out of her clit, her eyes rolled up in her head.After thirty edges, her breathing grew intense, and her heart pounded in her ears. The pleasure was only climbing higher, but the frustration also grew with it. She lost focus on up and down, struggling against the wooden stocks while moaning loudly.After forty, she was a mess. Her sweat and arousal pooled on the ground beneath her, and she clenched her thighs together. Even as she desperately wanted more of the pink-haired woman's fingers, she tried to twist away from them, simultaneously running from and thrusting back against the guard woman's touch."That's forty-nine. You really need to stop fighting back, you know?" The pink-haired guard gave Clara's ass a light spank, sending a twinge of pain through her lower half, but it only complimented the pleasure."I'm sorry. I can't help it..." Clara mewled, and her back arched, bucking up and down against the pink-haired woman's fingers. However, even as she pushed back against them, she clenched her thighs tightly together, crossing her legs to try to protect her over-sensitive sex."Only one more. You can do this." The pink-haired woman gave another encouraging comment, and she began spiralling her fingers over Clara's clit, rubbing faster than before.The pleasure spiked, and Clara's cries grew to an even louder crescendo, echoing around the cell. She bucked and twisted her hips, squirming helplessly beneath the other woman's touch. Thankfully, after so many edges, she shot up towards orgasm with incredible speed, already on a hair trigger."I'm coming!" Clara cried out, back arching. The waves of pleasure crashed through her brain, and she felt herself toppling over the edge. However, just when she felt herself reach the point of ecstasy, the pleasure disappeared."Fifty." The pink-haired woman announced. "All done. That wasn't so bad, was it?""Mnghhhhh...." As the fiftieth edge washed over her, she let out a frustrated cry. "I'm done, so please let me come. Oh god, I need it...""Are you sure you want to come?" The pink-haired woman stood up and whispered into Clara's ear. "If we undo these stocks, and you masturbate, your friend will have to watch you, you know?""Ah... Abi..." Clara shook away the haze of lust that had settled over her mind. It had been over an hour of edging, and it felt impossible to think, but the mention of Abi made her turn towards her friend once more.Abi was in an even worse state, legs twisted into pretzels, back arching and ass waving in the air. Freya sat on a small stool beside her, milking her cock like a cow's udder. She stroked up and down her glistening cock in excruciating slowness.Even without experiencing it, Clara knew how frustrated Abi must be. Her friend's features twisted in a look halfway between ecstasy and hell. Precum dripped from her tip, forming a puddle between her feet, and she breathed heavily, moaning with each shift of the gloved fingers over her member."That's twelve," Freya said, and the magic gem in the wooden stocks glowed. "Only eighty-eight more to go.""Oh god..." Abi whispered under her breath.Unlike the pink-haired guard, it seemed like Freya was purposefully delaying her orgasms, going as long as she could without bringing Abi to the edge. Even after an hour, she had only experienced twelve edges. In the time Clara had experienced fifty, Abi had barely reached a fraction of that number. It would take all night for her punishment to conclude at this rate."The vice captain's a bit of a sadist," the pink-haired guard whispered in Clara's ear. "If you want to come, she'll make you do it in front of your friend.""Ah..." Clara let out a mewl, and she shook her butt, waving it back and forth. After fifty edges, all she could think about was coming. However, if she had to orgasm in front of Abi, while she was experiencing an even worse punishment, surely that would be cruel.The thought of it sent a chill down her spine. She might as well be assisting with her torture. And yet, the arousal burned hot below Clara's navel. Her clit throbbed in need, and arousal continued to drip out of her, pooling on the ground. She was also struggling. Surely she deserved to orgasm, right?"It's your decision to make." The pink-haired woman laid a hand on Clara's back, rubbing the spot at the base of her spine. "You don't have to if you don't want to."The spot she stroked was the erogenous zone ingrained in Clara's mind through hypnotism. Even the slow stroke on her back, which was meant to be comforting, sent Clara's arousal spiking to new heights. She let out a loud moan, and the gem in her restraints glowed, blocking a potential orgasm."I need it." Clara whispered. Any hope she had to resist the temptation disappeared as the fifty-first edge rippled through her. The burning frustration and arousal smoldering in her belly begged for release."Are you done with her punishment?" Freya asked. "Prepare a seat for the witch. She can watch the rest of Abi's punishment.""As you command." The pink-haired guard nodded, and she rushed off, returning with a wooden chair. She set it in front of Abi. "You don't have to masturbate if you don't want to, though."She said the last part in a whisper to Clara, but Clara shook her head. The last of her sanity crumbled away, and she panted for breath. "I need it."The pink-haired guard unlocked the wooden stocks, allowing Clara to stand up, and she walked to the chair on shaky legs, sitting down in front of Abi. The chair forced her to face Abigail, and the wooden stocks forced Abi to look back at her.Clara relaxed into the chair, sitting naked in front of her friend, and she gave her an apologetic smile. "Sorry.""Mnghhh...." Abi moaned, staring at her through half-lidded eyes.Freya's fingers continued to stroke over her cock in languid motions, rubbing slowly. Every shift of her gloved hands over her member caused Abi to twitch and moan, and her eyes fluttered as she looked back at Clara. Her state of lust was so deep, she didn't even speak as she stared at Clara.(God, I wanna fuck Clara so badly.) Abi thought to herself, and the words echoed through their telepathic connection.(I wanna fuck you too...) Clara thought to herself, sending the words back to Abi. (Which is why I'm sorry...)She pushed one hand between her legs, and the last of Clara's sanity faded away. She pushed down on her clit, rubbing the sweet spot at the top of her slit, and tingles of pleasure rippled out through her mons, melting into her hips.The waves of bliss swelled through her lower half, and Clara's eyes rolled up in her head. She sent herself into orgasm, and she clenched her thighs together. After fifty-one edges, the climax was more intense than anything she'd ever felt before.Her moan echoed through the room, ringing in her ears. She lost control of her legs, and the chair creaked as she kicked and hit it with her feet. Every muscle in her body tensed in blissful pleasure, yet also twitched uncontrollably.(I'm coming!) Clara shouted inside her head, but her fingers didn't stop. She continued to rub her clit, sending herself into one orgasm after another.The surrounding world disappeared, and all she felt were the blissful waves of pleasure. One after another, the orgasms rocked through her body. Each one came faster than the last, and her cries of ecstasy grew into feverish mewls.Her breath came in sharp gasps, barely escaping through the tingles of bliss echoing out of her pussy. No matter how much she rubbed the spot between her legs, she couldn't stop. After fifty fucking edges, she couldn't hold back even if she wanted to."What the..." Freya said, and she paused her hands.Unbeknownst to Clara, the vice captain of the guards was in a difficult position. She released Abi's cock, but the gem on her stocks was flashing—indicating an edge. Even without being touched, Abi's punishment counter continued to click up.(Is this thing broken?) Freya thought to herself, and her brow furrowed. However, Abi twisted against the restraints.The blonde rogue let out endless moans, bucking her hips, and her cock twitched uncontrollably. As the edge counter clicked up, it seemed she was also experiencing the blocked orgasms. Whatever was happening, it looked like she was being edged."Ah... Fuck... Oh god, I'm coming, but I'm not!" Abigail shouted out, eyes fluttering. As the edge-counter clicked up at an unprecedented rate, her voice rose into a feverish plea. "What's the count?""Twenty-one," Freya said, brow furrowing. "Twenty-two."She'd never seen anyone have so many edges in such quick succession. Without even being touched, Abi was setting records on how quickly she was progressing through the punishment. Already, she was up to twenty-two, marking ten edges in under two minutes.The witch sat in front of Abi, masturbating. Her back was arched off the seat, toes curling in pleasure. The howls of ecstasy and twitches rippling through her legs showed she was in the midst of a massive multi-orgasm session. Such sights weren't uncommon after being punished, so Freya ignored it.Little did she know it was the source of Abi's strange edges.—Abigail breathed heavily, eyes unfocused. She felt every one of Clara's orgasms as her own, but the wooden restraints around her neck and wrists blocked them. They felt like nothing more than dull edges rippling through her cock, rather than the massive orgasms she would have normally felt from Clara.Under different conditions, her situation would have been unbearable for her. To have the twitching edges rippling through her cock endlessly, she would have been crying with frustration. However, compared to Freya's sadistically slow edging, this was nothing."Ninety-one, ninety-two..." Abi said under her breath, counting the edges. In only ten minutes, she'd experienced more edges than she could ever remember having before. It was more intense and more pleasurable than she could have ever imagined."Ninety-four, ninety-five..." Freya said from next to her. She stared down at Abi, crossing her arms and frowning. "I don't know how you're doing this, Abigail, but I don't like it.""Screw you. There was no reason you had to go that harsh on me," Abigail said, and she shuddered. "Ninety-seven, ninety-eight..."If she could praise one thing, it would be Clara's stamina. She'd masturbated for ten whole minutes straight. It was thanks to her recklessly slutty behavior Abi had come this far. And now, she only had one more orgasm to go."Ninety-nine," Freja said. However, she tilted her head down at Abi. "Hm? It seems the mysterious edges stopped.""No way..." Abigail felt a shiver run down her spine as the last edge came just short of triggering the orgasm blocking magic tool."Abi... Sorry, I got a little carried away." Clara's fingers slowed down, and she let out a shuddering breath, sitting up in the chair. "You must be struggling, huh?""Wait, Clara..." Abi let out a shuddering breath, and her eyes rolled up in her head. "Don't stop."Her cock drooled precum from the tip, and the frustration came rushing back. She needed to come, and she needed to come badly. Her cock twitched and bobbed up and down, but no matter how hard she flexed her muscles, she couldn't push herself up to the edge.(There's only one more...) Abi thought to herself. She only had to reach one more edge to be free.(Did I masturbate longer than I thought?) Clara gave her a quizzical look."I don't quite get it, but it seems it's my turn." Freya smiled and sat down beside Abi one more time. "I think I'll take my time with this last edge of yours."Her soft, gloved hands grasped Abi's cock, giving it a slow stroke. It sent tingles of pleasure racing out of her shaft and up into her hips, but it wasn't nearly enough. Freya knew exactly what she was doing, and she wouldn't let her go easily. Now that she could edge her again, she was going to take even greater pleasure in breaking her.(Please, don't stop masturbating...) Abi thought, but Clara gave her a confused look.(I'm sorry for masturbating in front of you like that.) She thought back. (It was rude of me wasn't it?)"It wasn't..." Abi let out a frustrated mewl. Her brain was too lust-soaked to think. She didn't even know where to begin with Clara. How could she need to explain this? She needed her to continue masturbating to be free, but the words wouldn't come out.The slow stroke of Freja's fingers left her mind spinning. The soft leather of her gloves felt tantalizingly good against her glistening cock. However, that only let the guard woman stroke her cock slower. She continued to give Abi's cock gentle pumps, milking out what little intelligence remained in her."Mnghhh..." Abi let out another frustrated mewl, squirming against the touch. However, there was nothing she could do. Without the words to explain it to Clara, and her friend's dumb look, it seemed like she was at Freja's mercy."This is just ridiculous." The pink-haired guard shook her head, and she strode forward. "Please excuse my forwardness.""Huh? What are you- Mgnghgggh!" Clara let out a moan. As Abi watched, the pink-haired guard woman reached between her legs, fingering Clara."Shh, just enjoy the show." The pink-haired guard pushed her back into the chair, and she sped up her fingers, causing Clara's thighs to clench together. For the umpteenth time that day, her toes curled and back arched, toppling into an orgasm."Yes!" Abi cried out as she felt the orgasm wash through her, entering her mind through their telepathic connection. The wooden restraints blocked most of the pleasure, but tingles of satisfaction twitched through her cock, and she felt herself reach the hundredth edge."Tch- This punishment is just strange today." Freja clicked her tongue, but she released Abi's cock, letting her go. "That's one hundred. Your service is paid, Abigail."She withdrew a key and opened up the wooden stocks.Abi lost no time, pushing away the restraints and falling to the ground. She grabbed her cock and gave it a quick stroke, pushing herself into orgasm. At last, she felt herself rise past the edge, and twitching pulses rippled through her member.(I'm coming!) Her eyes rolled up in her head, and a spurt of seed erupted from her tip, splashing onto the ground in front of herself. Abi pushed herself into one orgasm after another, pumping her cock and milking out all the pent up seed.Spurt after spurt, she released the naughty substance, and tingles of pleasure rippled out of her hard, glistening cock. For what felt like minutes, she pumped her cock and let out her seed. It was her first time experiencing a double orgasm, but right there, on the floor of the prison cell, she reached a triple orgasm as she released all the pent up urges.What do Clara and Abi do next?
❌Abi and Clara hide in an alley and fuck their remaining pent up urges out.
❌Ask the pink-haired guard for help about Clara's visions. (Add pink-haired guard to the party)
✅Ask Freya for help about Clara's visions. (Add Freya to the Party)
❌Go to the guild to turn in their quest.
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After their punishment, the guards led them into a small toiletry area with a sink, clean towels, and other supplies to help them clean up."That sure was something, huh?" Clara asked, and she used a moist rag to wipe between her legs."Yeah, the guards can get pretty serious about their punishments." Abi nodded and she used a soft towel to wipe her cock. It was still hard, and remnants of her seed glistened on its surface. "Ah-"Abigail flinched as she rubbed the towel over her member, and her hips trembled from how sensitive her cock was. Even from just cleaning herself, a deep blush filled her cheeks, and she squeezed her thighs together.Clara watched her with a blush of her own, glancing between Abi's erect cock and her friend's red cheeks. Despite masturbating during their punishment, she felt a flicker of arousal return, warming the spot below her navel. However, she pushed those feelings aside."We still have to turn in our quest at the guild, right?" Clara asked, and she pulled her crimson witch's dress over her head, sliding on the outfit."Yeah, we should head there after this." Abi nodded, and she attempted to wipe her cock a second time before shuddering and pulling her hips back from the towel. "That orgasm really hit me hard. A hundred edgings make it so much more intense, you know?"Clara blushed even harder at the sight of Abi struggling with her sensitivity. Her arousal grew stronger, and a smoldering fire flickered to life inside her lower abdomen, warming the spot below her navel, but there was no way she could start masturbating now. If she did it so soon after their punishment, when they were trying to clean up and get dressed, she'd never live down the humiliation. It felt like they would just get stuck in an endless loop of masturbation and sex. She had to have standards."Uhm, why don't I step outside for a bit?" Clara asked and she stepped closer to the door. "I'll let you clean up here.""That sounds good, this could take a bit." Abi nodded and Clara headed out of the washroom, breathing a sigh of relief. In her haste, she completely forgot about putting on panties.--"All cleaned up?" Freyja gave Clara a smile as she stepped out of the washroom."Yep." Clara nodded and closed the door behind her. "All done in there."Clara glanced at Freyja, looking at the guards woman closer. Freyja had brown hair, much more normal than Clara's bright red bob. She also had a determined look to her features and with her shiny armor back on, she looked every part the dashing hero from a fantasy novel."Why don't you come to my office?" Freyja invited her into a side room, and Clara followed her to a plain office with a single desk in the middle."This looks surprisingly normal for a fantasy world," Clara said. The office looked like any manager's office, even down to the potted plant in the corner."Why don't you have a seat?" Freyja motioned for her to sit, glossing over the strange comment. "Your name is Clara, isn't it? Could you tell me what led someone like yourself to publicly orgasming in the middle of the street? I think of myself as a good judge of character, but I didn't peg you as an exhibitionist.""I'm sorry about that." Clara said, and she blushed as she sat down. "Actually, it's a long story.""We got time. Why don't you tell me?" Freyja leaned back in her seat, crossing one leg over another. "As the vice-captain of the guard, I need to know if there's a corrupting influence in our village. What led a good like you down such a wrong path?"At the words 'good girl' Clara's blush grew even deeper. She also realized she hadn't put on panties. If Freyja found out, she'd think she was an even bigger exhibitionist, and the embarrassment caused Clara to squirm in her chair. Between the flicker of arousal from before, and how handsome Freyja was in her armor, it felt difficult to speak."You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Freyja gave her a sympathetic smile. "I'm sure it's a sensitive topic.""Oh, it's not." Clara shook her head hurriedly. "If you really want to know, I can explain it, but I'm not sure if you'll understand."Clara wasn't sure if it was a good idea to reveal how much she knew about the game world, but Freyja seemed like a good person. Despite punishing them, she seemed like someone Clara could trust."Back in the street, I was woken up..." Clara began explaining how their world was a game, and how she'd been preyed on by succubi, and how she'd seen everyone stuck in tanks. Her story sounded unbelievable, even to her, but Freyja listened with rapt attention. Through it all, she stared at Clara with a furrowed brow, giving her undivided attention."Either you're crazy, or what you say is true." Freyja interlaced her fingers in front of her face and leaned across the table. "Your story is crazy, yet... My gut says it's true.""You believe me?" Clara asked in surprise."Sure, why not?" Freyja gave her a shrug. "That's what my gut says, at least.""You're more nonchalant about my story than I expected..." Clara couldn't help but shake her head. Perhaps it was because this world had magic, but Freyja seemed to humor her story. Abi had been the same way, accepting the story surprisingly quickly.If Clara had been told she was living in a simulation, she would have freaked out or thought the other person was crazy. Just from listening to herself, it sounded like she was describing some perverted version of the matrix. However, Freyja looked at her with a serious look, accepting her story without freaking out."The real question is, what are you going to do about it?" Freyja asked. "How do you intend to return to your world?""That's a good question." Truthfully, she didn't know how to get back to her own world. During the brief times she'd woken up from the game, it only raised more questions than it answered. She couldn't use the 'log out' spell again, so how was she supposed to escape from the game?"I think you should find that white-haired succubus you mentioned," Freyja said. "If Selene is truly a demon, and she exists in both realms, then so too might the white-haired demon. If they can walk between worlds, then perhaps you might use their power to return home.""You believe me that Selene's a demon?" Clara asked. That sounded like the most unbelievable part of her story, after all. For the guild receptionist to be a succubus, it sounded crazy."If it's Selene, I would believe it." Freyja gave Clara an uncertain smile. "She's known to prey on young adventurers. If anyone in this village is a demon, it would be her. When I saw you two out in public like that, I assumed it might have been one of her tricks. She enjoys giving people 'alternative' payment options for her services, after all.""Well, I tried out her services once..." Clara blushed harder at the mention of Selene's nighttime activities. For those that paid, she was a dominant with a strap-on worthy of swooning. Just the memories of the thick purple dildo between Selene's legs made Clara clench her sex."Oh? It seems I completely misjudged you." Freyja leaned over the desk. "You're even naughtier than I thought. Not even one day as an adventurer, and Selene got you into bed. That's got to be a new record for her.""I- It- Uhm..." Clara's ears burned hot at Freyja's teasing words. For the second time, she regretted not putting on any panties. Even with her thighs clenched together, she felt the beginnings of a mess form on the seat of her witch's dress."Relax, it's normal." Freyja shook her head, laughing. "Most adventurers try out Selene's services eventually. She has an irresistible allure to her, after all.""As expected of a succubus..." Clara lowered her eyes, and she knew in her head she didn't need to be so embarrassed, but the memories of her times with Selene fanned the warmth spreading between her legs. The itching desire to rub between her legs grew even worse."How about this?" Freyja asked. "I don't have time today, but let's meet up tomorrow. I'll help you search for that white-haired succubus. If your story is true, and we have demons living in this town, that's worth an investigation."[ Would you like Freyja (Knight) to join your party? ] [ Yes ] [ No ]"Really?" Clara's eyes widened in surprise, and she nodded. "That would be great, thank you!"[ Party Size (4): Abigail (Rogue), Clara (Witch), Freyja (Knight), Lucy (Tentacle) ]What happens next?
❌Abi masturbates inside the changing room and Clara orgasms while speaking to Freyja.
❌Abi and Clara hide in an alley and let out their pent up urges by fucking in public.
❌The tentacle gets loose and invades Freyja's clothes
✅They head to the guild (at last) and turn in their quest.
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"Phew," Clara said. "We finally made it back to the guild, huh?""Yeah, we kept getting distracted along the way back." Abi smiled back at her, shaking her head. "But we can finally turn in our quest now."Countless adventurers milled around the guild hall. Many carried bags of materials, magic crystals, or other products of their quests. Each party with materials headed towards the front desk where the guild receptionists paid them for their collections."C'mon, let's get in line," Abi said and she led the way over to the far left counter; where Selene stood."Oh, wait..." Clara had a bad feeling about joining Selene's line. She was a succubus, after all. When she had woken up from the game, she'd seen Selene with wings, horns, and the tail of a demon.(Perhaps I should have told Abi about Selene earlier...) Clara thought to herself. In the rush between punishment and returning to the guild, she had forgotten to inform Abigail about what she saw.(Tell me what about Selen?) Abi thought back to her, but Clara shook her head. They were already in line to meet Selene, and it was too late to inform Abi she was a demon.(Forget about it, I'll tell you afterwards.) Clara cleared her throat awkwardly, trying her best not to look nervous, but a slight blush filled her cheeks as she glanced towards Selene. After all, not only had she discovered she was a demon, but the guild receptionist had fingered her when she was in the pod. Between that, and getting railed by Selene's strap-on during the previous night, there was no way Clara could avoid blushing."What can I do for you two?" Selene asked them as they reached the front of the line. She flashed a business-like smile, as if she hadn't just met Clara an hour earlier outside the game. "Here to turn in a quest?""Yep." Abi nodded and she glanced at Clara. "Do you want to take out the slime cores we harvested?""Huh? What?" Clara realized she'd been staring at Selene, and she nodded hurriedly. "Oh, right. Yes. Let me get those out."Clara reached into her item-box spell and pulled out the slime cores. She removed them in a hurry, fumbling with the small orbs as Selene's gaze turned towards her. Despite how professional Selene seemed, Clara couldn't shake the feeling Selene was purposefully staring at her, making her even more nervous and blushing.(If I confront her here, I wonder what would happen...) Clara thought to herself. Her clit throbbed and sex clenched as she fidgeted beneath the other woman's gaze. Despite her nervousness, just standing in front of Selene made her heart pound in her chest. Now that she knew she was a succubus, it felt impossible to miss the aura of sexuality lingering around Selene. Even without makeup, the smoldering gaze of the other woman made a flicker of warmth spread between Clara's legs."Here, allow me..." Selene caught Clara's hand, stopping her from dumping another load of slime cores on the counter. "If you don't organize them carefully, they'll roll off the edge."Selene began lining up the slime cores in orderly rows, making sure they didn't fall to the ground. In her hurry, Clara had completely forgotten to be careful with them, and she blushed even harder as Selene corrected her. Despite handling the small marble-like orbs, her gaze remained fixed on Clara, a slight smile playing on her lips."We have 29 cores not applicable to the quest," Abi said, interrupting the tension between them. "We have another 11 wild cores that we culled as part of our elimination quest. Hopefully, that's not too much for you to handle.""Not at all," Selene said, and she returned Abi's smile. "That much is normal for an average party. Your total compensation will be 1 large silver, 3 small silvers, and 9 large coppers. Thank you for your hard work."After Clara finished transferring the crystals, Selene took the broken slime cores into a box, and she replaced them with an array of coins. After Abi's interruption, it felt like the tension disappeared between them, and Clara let out a sigh of relief."Thank you for your speed, Selene." Abigail took the coins from the counter and stored them in her coin pouch. "See you later."She turned to leave, and Clara turned with her, in a hurry to escape Selene's counter. However, she felt the eyes of the dark-haired receptionist staring into her back. Even as Clara attempted to walk away, Selene's voice called out after her."Where do you think you're going, Clara?" Selene asked.Clara froze at the words. A chill ran down her spine, and her thoughts ground to a halt. There was something about Selene's words that made a pit form in the bottom of her stomach. After trying her best to act normal, it felt like she'd completely failed to pass underneath the radar."Is there something you need?" Clara stared straight ahead, unable to look back at Selene."I think we need to have a talk." Selene whispered the words in her ears.In an instant, the receptionist stood behind her, and she wrapped her arms around Clara's waist, embracing her. The soft chest of her uniform-clad breasts pressed against Clara's back, and her hands explored her body, tracing over her belly and groping her breasts."Wh-What are you doing!?" Clara's voice rose several octaves, and her back arched. "Other people will see."She let out a shudder, still staring straight ahead, but she couldn't escape Selene's expert touch. Her dexterous fingers stroked the spot below her belly button, activating her hypnotic trigger and edging dangerously close to her mons.A wave of warmth washed through her belly and enveloped her pussy, causing a smoldering mess to form between her legs. Even with the simple touch against her lower abdomen made Clara's eyes roll up in her head, and a damp stain formed in her panties.Up above, Selene's other hand squeezed her breast, and two fingers pinched down around her erect nipple, sending a tingle of pain and pleasure racing through Clara's heaving chest. Even as her heart pounded in anxiousness, her arousal and pleasure spiked, causing her to take a shuddering breath."Don't worry about everyone else," Selene said, and she whispered the words into Clara's ear, breathing down the back of her neck. "Nobody can do anything, see?""Huh?" Clara glanced around herself and blinked in surprise. The entire guild hall was frozen in place, as if time had stopped. All the countless adventurers were paused mid-step, staring unblinkingly ahead. Not one of them noticed how she was being groped and teased."We have plenty of time to chat amongst ourselves," Selene said, and her fingers edged further down, rubbing the crotch of her dress, and pushing between Clara's legs. "I want to ensure we are on the same page about our expectations.""Expectations-? Ah..." Clara moaned as her fingers reached her pussy, pushing down over her clit and rubbing the soft fabric in circles over the apex of her mons. "What are you talking about?"Her cheeks burned with embarrassment. Even if none of the other people could see her, it felt like their eyes were staring at her. Getting teased in the middle of the crowd made Clara's heart pound even harder, and she struggled to think through her arousal-addled brain. Between the hypnotic trigger fueling her lust and Selene's demonic touch at her crotch, Clara could barely follow what Selene was saying."If you reach orgasm here, what do you think will happen to you?" Selene asked. "If I bring you to orgasm and release my spell, all these people will see you climax.""Please..." Clara moaned the words, hips bucking against Selene's fingers. "Don't make me come here... I can't get punished for a third time today.""A third time?" Selene smiled, and Clara felt the twisted lips tickle the side of her neck, brushing over her skin as Selene spoke. "So you've already masturbated in public twice before?""Yes..." (Wait, no...) Clara agreed before she could even think about what she was saying. The feeling of Selene speaking so close to her neck felt good, and her eyes rolled up in her head. Down below, the insistent massage between her legs sent tingles of pleasure out from her clit and left her mind spinning."What a naughty girl..." Selene gave a firm press on the spot over Clara's clit, grinding the fabric of her dress and panties over the spot. "Then, if you orgasm here, you'll get an even harsher punishment.""Please don't make me come..." Clara moaned the words. Even as her lower half melted beneath Selene's fingers, she didn't want to receive another punishment. After seeing what happened to Abi, she couldn't imagine what worse punishment they would levy against her."Then let me be clear..." Selene gave a sharp pinch on her nipple, causing Clara to let out a squeak. "If you tell anyone about me, I'll bring you to orgasm not just once, but hundreds of times. You won't be able to show your face in public without me there to punish you. If you speak about what you saw, I'll ensure this entire village thinks of you as an exhibitionist. You'll get punished every day for public indecency."Clara glanced between the frozen people around her. Whatever magic Selene was using, it was clear she was powerful. As a demon, she might carry through with her threats, eternally humiliating her. The thought of it sent a shiver down her spine.(I already told Freyja about what happened... If Selene finds out, does that mean...?) Clara's eyes widened and she shuddered. Even as she teetered at the edge of orgasm, the thought of Selene's wrath sent a flutter through her belly.What Does Clara Do Next?
✅Lie to Selene and tell her she won't tell anyone. (Receive Curse of Orgasm Denial + Cursed Dildo)
❌Confess to Selene that she has already told Freyja. (Public Orgasm.)
❌Fight Back (Bad End Route)
❌Challenge Selene to a Duel (Bad End Route)
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Clara could hardly think with the lust vibrating in her mind. The slow undulation of Selene’s fingers at her crotch sent waves of pleasure rippling through her lower half. She let out a shuddering breath and hips twitched with each shift of Selene’s dexterous touch.“You won’t tell anyone about me, right?” Selene asked, and she gave an extra firm press over the apex of Clara’s mons, grinding down on her clit .“I...” Clara let out a shuddering breath, unsure of how to answer. She wanted to agree, but she had already told someone. Unable to think of what to say, she hesitated.“Answer me.” Selene gave another firm press on the top of Clara’s slit, grinding against her clit and forcing Clara’s hips back against her own.“Mnghh...” Clara squirmed in Selene’s touch, and a moan escaped her lips. “Yes. I won’t tell anyone... Mnghhh...”Her heart pounded in her ears as she spoke. She felt so close to orgasm; she didn’t even know what she was saying anymore. It was clearly a lie, but she couldn’t say no when Selene’s fingers felt so good between her legs. The feeling of Selene’s body pressing in from behind her, the strength in her hands as they squeezed her most sensitive parts, and the tingle of erotic energy racing out from Selene’s seductive touch—It left Clara with no choice but to agree.“Good,” Selene whispered. “In order to make sure you comply, I think I’ll give you a gift.”She stepped back, and Clara spun around to face her. Just like in the real world, Selene had a tail peeking out from beneath her uniform’s skirt, and red horns emerged from her raven-dark hair. The sight made Clara’s heart pound, and she swallowed.They were in the middle of a crowd, but not a single other adventurer could help her. They were all frozen in place. Even Abigail stopped mid step, as if time had stopped for everyone else. Despite being in the middle of the guildhall, she was completely helpless before the demon in front of her.“I won’t tell anyone. I promise,” Clara said.“I know you won’t. In fact, I’m going to make sure you don’t.” Selene snapped her fingers and a leather belt appeared in the air.It looked like a chastity belt, with a plate to cover one’s crotch and a band that would go between one’s legs. However, instead of protecting one’s chastity, the belt’s purpose was the opposite. A large purple dildo emerged out of the plate, and a string of anal beads was installed in the back of the belt.“You don’t mean I’m going to wear that, right?” Clara asked nervously, but the sight of the glistening dildo only turned her on more. The sight of the anal beads especially made her rub her thighs together reflexively. After being edged by Selene’s dexterous touch, she couldn’t help but get turned on despite her nervousness.“You will wear it, and if you tell anyone about me, this belt will ensure you never complete your sentence without reaching orgasm.” Selene smiled and she snapped her fingers a second time, causing the unchastity belt to float towards Clara. “This will make sure you don’t forget your promise so easily.”“W-Wait.... Ah!” Clara moaned as the belt jumped forward, snapping around her hips. At some point, her panties had disappeared, and the lubricated dildo sank easily inside her pussy. Further back, the soft anal beads slid into her ass one after another, causing Clara’s eyes to roll up in her head. “Mnghhh...”She let out a moan, and a shaky breath escaped her lips. As the belt sealed around her hips and the two toys hilted inside her, Clara’s back arched.Without thinking, she pawed at the outside of the belt, but it was useless. The leather band around her hips squeezed tight and dug into her skin. The more she tried to pull it off, the tighter its grip grew around her waist. The thick presence of the dildos filling her two holes was inescapable.“It’s useless. That belt isn’t going anywhere,” Selene said, and she smiled at her. “And if you try to snitch on me, that belt will ensure you don’t go unpunished.”To emphasize her words, the dildos inside her vibrated, and Clara let out a squeak of surprise. The buzzing toys sent tingles of pleasure out into her hips, and her eyes rolled up in her head. Before she could even protest, she was tipping over the edge.After Selene had teased her, she was already more than warmed up. The ease with which the dildos slid inside her was proof enough, and the tingles of pleasure from the buzzing silicone caused Clara’s back to arch. She struggled for breath, barely able to hold back her mewling cries, and then she felt it.“I’m coming...!” An orgasm washed through her, and she clenched down around the vibrating toy, crying out. Behind her, the anal beads vibrated even faster, stimulating her ass and teasing against the dildo from the other side. However, that wasn’t even the most intense part of the unchastity belt.On the inside of the belt, the part covering her sex seemed to come alive. Dozens of tiny tentacles caressed her labia and encircled her throbbing clit, amplifying the orgasm. The slimy tongues caressed her pussy from the outside and drove her into a trembling mess.Her knees gave out as the pleasure overwhelmed her mind. Over and over, the waves of pleasure washed through her hips, and she could do little more than bask in the sudden ecstasy. Every shift of the slimy tentacles through her labia and every lick at her clit sent her mewling cries to grow louder.If it weren’t for time-stop, she would have been arrested for public indecency, and she’d deserve it. A large puddle formed beneath Clara’s butt, and her nipples stood on end beneath her dress, tenting through the soft silk. If anyone saw her, it would be obvious she was in the midst of an orgasm, especially with her thighs twitching and clenching together.Even as the waves of pleasure began to fade, the aftershocks raced through her lower half. Clara’s eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, and she struggled to form a coherent thought. The massive orgasm from the toys and tentacles left her struggling for breath.“Well, best of luck.” Selene snapped her fingers again. “I’ll be unfreezing everyone now. Try not to cause too big of a scene—unless you’re into punishment, of course.”“Huh?” Clara blinked in surprise, and she shook her head. “Wait-“The surrounding world came alive. The countless adventures continued on their path, and the roar of the guild hall filled Clara’s ears. Before she could protest, time unfroze, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment.“Clara?” Abi asked, and she turned toward Clara with a raised eyebrow. “What are you doing on the floor?”“I’m sorry!” Clara scrambled to her feet, and she glanced around herself hurriedly. Thankfully, no one had noticed the mess she had made on the floor, but it would only be a matter of time. “We need to go.”“Go where..? Ah!?” Abi let out a surprised yelp as Clara caught her hand. Before she could protest, Clara dragged her hand and dragged her towards the exit of the guildhall. (I can’t let us get punished a third time today!)What happens next?
❌Clara and Abi get caught by the guild staff.
❌Clara attempts to explain what happened to Abi. (Activate Unchastity Belt) (Public Orgasm) (+1 Strike)
❌They go behind the guild hall and she communicates to Abi through sex. (Hidden Sex, Orgasm Denial/Edging)
✅Clara goes back to the “Magic Shop” to see if she can get help to remove the unchastity belt.
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Clara and Abi hid behind the guild, tucking into a side alley around the back of the building. In their hurry, they drew a few curious eyes, but they escaped into the shadows without anyone stopping them."What's going on, Clara?" Abi asked. A slight blush filled her cheeks, and she glanced down at herself. "Also, why do I have come in my panties? I don't remember us orgasming..."Clara stepped behind two small barrels, out of sight from the main street, and she glanced down, noticing a wet spot in Abi's shorts. In the middle of her crotch, a growing stain spread out between her legs."I think you coming is my fault," Clara said. "Back in the guild hall- Ah!"She began to explain, but the dildo inside her began to vibrate. It wasn't very intense, but it was strong enough to give her pause, and a shudder ran down her spine. Selene had said that the unchastity belt would activate when she tried to tell anyone, and it seemed like just mentioning the time-stop effect was enough to trigger a warning buzz from the dildos."Is there something wrong, Clara?" Abi furrowed her brow at her. "You know, you never told me what happened back in the street. Why did you come back then, anyway? Is it related to what happened in the guild?""I..." Clara took a deep breath, cheeks flushed from the buzzing in her sex. "Actually, it is- Ah!"She began to explain how she woke up in the pod, but that triggered the dildos as well. The instant she began to explain to Abi, the dildo inside her ass began vibrating and joined the one in her sex. The twin toys sent Clara's mind spinning, and she froze up, blood rushing to her cheeks."Is something wrong, Clara?" Abi asked. "You seem off. Why did you pull me out of the guild so quickly, too? And how did you end up on the ground so suddenly?""That's..." Clara struggled for words, but she shook her head. She had to tell Abi something. She was her friend, after all. However, she didn't know how to explain it."You can trust me," Abi said and gave her a smile."I know-" (Ah, fuck it...)Clara grabbed Abi and kissed her. She couldn' think of what to say, so she embraced her and pushed her up against the wall, bringing their lips into an embrace."Mnghhh?" Abi let out a surprised squeak, but she melted into it, kissing Clara back. Her hands settled on Clara's hips, and she pulled her closer, embracing her tight and squeezing their hips together.(What brought this on all of a sudden?) Abi asked through their telepathic connection.(I can't tell you, but I need you to trust me.) Clara thought back to her. She wrapped her arms around Abi's back, squeezing her tight. For minutes, their kiss continued, and the sound of their smacking lips filled the alleyway.When they finally broke the kiss, Abi and Clara gasped for breath, panting from how long they had been kissing. Both their cheeks were flushed, and Clara stared back at Abi through half-lidded eyes.(God, that felt good.) She thought to herself. (Especially after an orgasm, kissing Abi is simply the best.)"So you had another orgasm?" Abi asked, and she shook her head. "Is that why you were on the ground in the guild hall?""Yeah... I can't explain much, but I need you to trust me." Clara took a deep breath, calming her nerves. Thankfully, the dildos had fallen dormant while they were kissing. After embracing Abi for a few minutes, the buzzing had died down and stopped."I do trust you," Abi nodded back to her. "Whatever it is, we're in it together, right?"She took Clara's hand, squeezing it in hers. The feeling of Abi's fingers intertwined with hers made Clara's heart race, and her blush grew even worse. The earnest look in Abi's eyes made her regret even more not telling her. Between Freyja and Abi, she would have preferred Abi to know her current situation.(Perhaps I can't tell her... But maybe I can show her?) Clara thought to herself, and she nodded. "Don't say anything, just look."She stepped back and hiked up her skirt. With two fingers, she pinched the front of her dress and pulled it up, showing the leather unchastity belt to Abi. However, Abigail tilted her head back at her, confused."Why are you showing me your panties?" She asked."Huh? Panties?" Clara looked down in confusion. Rather than the leather belt, the outside of her hips appeared to be just her regular black lace panties. There was no sign of the unchastity belt.She could feel the dildos still inside her. However, there was no sign of them. She even pulled back her panties just to be sure, but her pussy was closed tight. There was no sign of the toys. Even if she could feel the large dildo filling her sex, it wasn't visible."The cursed belt should be here..." she said to herself. "Why can't we see it?""Cursed belt?" Abi asked and tilted her head. "If it's a cursed item, it could have a curse of illusions. It reduces the effect to mental phenomena, but the effects are still present.""That must be it..." Clara said. "I can feel the two dildos inside me, but they aren't visible. It must be that curse you're talking about.""An illusion like that is a high level curse... It's not something you'd pick up without diving to the bottom of a dungeon. When did you get such a thing? We've been together since leaving the guardhouse.""It was when- Ahghhh..." Clara tried to tell her, but the vibrating dildos activated a second time, teasing her ass and pussy at the same time. "I can tell you about the cursed item, but not how I got it.""I see..." Abi furrowed her brow. "That's a complex curse, then...""I don't know what to do," Clara said, breathlessly. Between her previous orgasm and the new teasing vibrations of the dildos, her cheeks flushed and her heart pounded in her ears."Perhaps we should go ask Freyja?" Abi asked. "She's dependable when you need her. If you tell her about this curse, she might be able to help.""No." Clara shook her head.That was the last person she needed to speak to. If she spoke to Freyja now, she didn't know what the unchastity belt would do. If it was triggering at the slightest mention of what happened, Freyja could set it off and alert Selene to her lie. As arousing as the thought was, it was also terrifying."Perhaps there's someone else we could go to..." Clara said.. "This curse is magic, so maybe we could go to that magic shop we went to earlier? That shop had a lot of cursed items, didn't it?""It did..." Abi's cheeks pinked at Clara's words, but she nodded. "Are you sure you don't want to report this to the guard? Even if they punished us earlier, they're open to hearing people out in situations like these. Above all, they're allies to the citizens.""L-Let's try the shop." Clara shook her head, hoping not to run into Freyja. "It's probably gonna be better to speak to an expert, right?""Yeah, that makes sense." Abi nodded, and they set off, heading towards the magic shop.—After Clara cast magic to clean up the mess in their underwear, they arrived back at the magic shop. It was outside the town, so they left through the eastern gates before arriving in the slums. The dimly lit shop was one of the few complete buildings in the slums."Anyone here?" Abi called out. She knocked on the door frame of the shop entrance, peering into the dim interior."Ah, some customers." The woman in black robes stepped out of the back of the shop. She had a hood obscuring her face, but Clara could hear a grin on her lips. "What can I do for you two? Do you have buyer's remorse about those rings I gave you?""No! We love these rings." Clara shook her head, and she cupped the ring on her finger protectively. The rings were difficult to get used to at first, but sharing her thoughts and orgasms with Abi had been fun."We need a cursed item looked at," Abi said. "Could you help Clara escape her curse?""A cursed item, you say..." The robed woman paused. "Very well. I can take a look.""Thank you..." Clara blushed and she stepped forward, coming to a stop in front of the counter. With a bit of hesitance, she pinched up her skirt and showed her panties to the robed woman."It might not look like there's anything there, but the curse makes it invisible, apparently." Abi stepped up beside Clara, glancing between her exposed shop then back at the shopkeeper. "Can you do anything?""How strange... To see a curse like this in a backwater village like this, the balance of the world seems to be off." She put a thoughtful finger on her chin, humming to herself while staring at Clara's crotch. "You have some pretty panties, dear.""Thank you." Clara blushed and she nervously rubbed her thighs together. The longer the woman stared at her crotch, the more embarrassed she felt. She didn't know what the shopkeeper looked like, but she felt something strange.The woman's purple-painted fingernails made Clara's heart skip. The sight of her long graceful fingers turned her on, and that was to say nothing of her body. Even with the black robes obscuring her figure, the curves of the mysterious woman were obvious. Her chest swelled beneath the dark fabric, and it clung to her shapely hips, emphasizing her butt.Clara swallowed, and the flames in her cheeks grew stronger. Exposing her panties was bad enough, but she couldn't help but stare at the shopkeeper, growing more and more turned on, and a damp stain grew on the crotch of her panties. Beneath the front of her dress, even her nipples stood on end, stiffening embarrassingly through the silk fabric.(Enjoying the view?) Abi thought to her.(I would never!) Clara glanced back at Abi, shaking her head.(You don't have to lie.) Abi gave her a smirk and stepped closer, laying a hand on Clara's hip. (I recognize that look in your eyes by now. It makes me jealous, but I can understand where you're coming from.)Abi's fingers edged dangerously close to the small of Clara's back. The hypnotic erogenous zone lay inches from where Abigail's hand rested on her side. As she massaged Clara's hip, she sucked in a shuddering breath, eyes fluttering.(I'm sorry... You're right. I couldn't help but look at her!) Clara clenched her eyes closed, back arching.(So you admit it.) Abi laughed beside her, and she rubbed Clara's back. The motion was meant to be comforting, but the touch at the small of Clara's back sent the hypnotically induced arousal to even higher heights, causing Clara's ears to turn bright red, and a rivulet of arousal to run down her thigh.She let out a mewl, still exposing herself to the shopkeeper woman. The embarrassment of the position only seemed to amplify her arousal, and she let out a breathy moan, hips bucking reflexively."That's enough." The shopkeeper stood up and nodded. "Very well, I can remove that cursed belt of yours, but it will come at a price.""A price?" Abi asked."What kind of price..?" Clara opened her eyes, looking at the shopkeeper curiously."It's quite simple." The grin was so wide Clara felt like she could see a purple pair of lips behind the shadows of the hood. "Both of you will become my pets."What should Clara and Abi do?
❌Accept and become the robed woman's pets for a day. (Begin Bad Route)
✅Compromise and have her remove the belt for sexual favors instead.
❌Go home to think about the offer. (End Day with belt on.) (Above Options Still Available Later.)
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"Pet?" The word made Clara's brain freeze up. She stiffened, and a deep blush filled her cheeks. Her already smoldering arousal increased tenfold, and a small mewl escaped her lips. "Mnnnh..."(Are you okay?) Abi asked her through their telepathic connection, and she glanced at Clara.(I'm fine...) Clara thought back, but she couldn't shake the feeling of arousal. Despite just cleaning her panties with magic, a damp spot grew in them."I think we'll have to decline." Abi stepped forward, taking a spot in front of Clara. "We're not gonna become your slaves.""I'm not asking you to become my slaves," the robed woman shook her head slowly. "I want you to become my pets.""Ahnghmm-" A moan escaped Clara's lips at the word. Her arousal grew even higher as she heard the word 'pet' a second time, and she squeezed her thighs together, squirming. A slow, shuddering breath escaped her lips, and she glanced at Abi furtively. (Maybe we should become her pets?)(No way.) Abi shook her head. (The only one you'll become the pet of is me, and only in the bedroom.)"I'm sorry, but you'll have to fight me if you want to make Clara your pet." Abi placed one hand on her dagger, narrowing her eyes at the robed shopkeeper."Abi..." Clara's blush grew even deeper. The sight of Abi standing protectively in front of her made Clara's heart skip."Hmmm..." The robed woman nodded slowly. "I suppose that price is a little high for a simple curse removal. Very well, I won't make you two into pets just yet, but I'll still require a favor. If you wish for me to take off that belt from Clara, you'll both need to entertain me.""That's fine." Abi let out a sigh of relief, and she nodded. "If it's for Clara's sake, I'll entertain you, but I won't let you make her your pet.""Mngh-" Clara's eyes fluttered as she heard that word again, and she grew conscious of how her nipples stiffened into hard points beneath her dress, but she nodded along with Abi. "If we just need to entertain you, that doesn't sound so bad...""Then it's decided," the robed woman said, and she gave a nod. "One of you, follow me into the back. I'll begin your payment now.""I'll go first." Abi took a glance back at Clara, then followed the shopkeeper. "Let's make this quick."—The back of the magic shop was a dim room with a small window on one side. However, the window was so high it made it difficult to see anything. Only a thin beam of light made it through the glass, leaving the room in murky shadows."Why don't you lay down on the table?" The shopkeeper asked.Abi glanced down at the table in the middle of the room. It looked like a massage table, and she nodded. "Sure."She hopped up on it, laying back and resting her head on the pillow at the top of the table. It was surprisingly comfortable, and she let out a slow breath. From where she lay, she could look up to see the glimmering chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It glittered in the evening light, catching the rays of dwindling sun through the narrow window. It was a beautiful sight, and the glimmering glass made Abi's eyes soften."I hope you don't mind me getting comfortable, do you?" The shopkeeper asked, and she tugged off her dark robe, tossing it aside. She wore a purple robe underneath, and it wasn't dissimilar to Clara's outfit. The front of it was open and exposed the inside of her breasts with plentiful cleavage. The rest of the dress hugged her shapely form, and Abi blushed while looking at the witch's outfit."I don't mind..." Abi said slowly. "By the way, what kind of favor are you looking for? Most of the people who ask me for favors prefer me to take the top. Are you sure you want me laying down?""Oh, it's not necessary for you to get up." The witch smiled down at her, spreading her purple-painted lips wide. "I prefer the top."The sight of her smile made Abi's heart beat a little faster. She had heard her grin from beneath the hood, but to see it in person was something else. The witch was an enchanting beauty, and her smile was enough to make Abi's ears warm up.Aside from her enchanting smile, the shopkeeper had gorgeous black tresses that tumbled down her shoulders. A thin line of purple highlighted her amethyst eyes, and the color matched her lips and dress. It was an odd theme for an outfit, yet even more alluring because of the sinister color.(She's so much hotter than I expected.) Abi thought to herself. (If she's this beautiful, why does she hide her face all the time?)(Is she really that cute?) Clara thought back to her.(I forgot you could hear my thoughts...) Abi's blushing grew even worse as she remembered Clara could hear her thoughts. (Uhm, pretend you didn't hear that.)."It seems you're distracted, my dear." The purple witch sauntered forward, interrupting their hidden conversation, and she smiled down at Abi. "I can't have you thinking of another woman while I'm here."She reached down and slid a finger over Abi's navel, tracing a circle around her belly button. With Abi wearing a crop top and low riding shorts, her belly was fully exposed, and her eyes fluttered as the witch's finger traced over her bare skin."I'll try not to be distracted..." Abi said, staring up at her breathlessly. "It's difficult to be distracted when you're so...""Hm?" The witch unbuttoned the front of Abi's shorts, and it caused Abi to trail off. As the witch tugged off her shorts, Abi's cock stiffened in her panties, and the burning fire in her cheeks grew even stronger. With each inch the witch teased off her pants, it exposed more of her growing bulge, and her anticipation grew more intense."I'm so what?" The witch asked."Beautiful..." Abi's eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, and she relaxed back against the massage table. There was something enchanting about the sight of the witch. Even her purple painted fingernails made Abi's heart race. As she teased her shorts down around her knees, Abi's cock popped out the top of her panties and she leaked a dribble of precum onto her abdomen."Sorry..." Abi said, glancing down at the leaking mess of her cock."There's nothing to apologize for." The witch climbed up onto the table, straddling Abi's knees. She stared down at her engorged cock with a smile. "We're only just getting started."She reached down and pulled Abi's panties down, joining her shorts around her knees, and she fully exposed her cock. The feeling of the fresh air against her balls and shaft made Abi take a sharp breath, and she squirmed on the massage table, but the witch's thick thighs kept her lower half pinned to the table. The full-bodied witch above her made it impossible to escape.Abi took a shaky breath, heart pounding in her ears. However, rather than wanting to escape, the arousal building between her legs felt impossible to deny. Her cock rose to full mast, standing on end and raising off her lap."If you want to take the top, so be it," Abi said, blushing. "But don't tease me.""Hm, hm... I see you're much more docile when arouse..." The witch leaned down, and she planted a kiss on the base of Abi's cock.A purple pair of lip marks remained after the kiss, and Abi gasped. The spot of the kiss tingled and her cock began drooling even more precum from its tip, spilling out in quantities she'd never seen before. "What are you...?" Abi asked, only able to form half the question. She couldn't tell if it was magic, or if she was so aroused that a single kiss could make her leak this much."Just relax, dear." The witch planted an additional kiss on her cock, then another. She covered the shaft of Abi's member with purple kiss marks and Abi's sensitivity continued to grow, cock tingling with anticipation. Abi felt every beat of her heart as it throbbed between her legs."Ah..." She let out a moan, but she relaxed as the witch suggested. Leaning back on the massage table, she stared up at the glimmering chandelier above her. The strangely pretty glass sent sparkles of light dancing in her eyes, and her expression slackened. Every kiss on her cock made her relax deeper into the arousal, and she breathed heavily."That's it..." The witch leaned down and she pulled Abi's cock up, angling it away to expose her balls. "Allow me to give you a blessing."She planted one last kiss on Abi's balls. The purple kiss mark felt even more vivid than all the ones that came before. Even after the witch pulled back, Abi felt like she could still feel her lips on her balls, gently suckling at the side of them."Mnghhh!" Abi let out a mewl, writhing beneath the witch's phantom lips. Combined with the purple lipstick marks on her shaft, the arousal throbbed to new heights, and her mind went blank.Despite experiencing a massive orgasm only an hour prior, it felt like she hadn't come in weeks. She was so aroused she could hardly think, and the glimmering chandelier above her didn't help. It was like her thoughts were slowing down the more she stared at the intricate glass. Every beam of light made her more aroused and made it more difficult to think."How adorable." The witch gave her a smile, and she wrapped her lips around Abi's glans, suckling on them. She let out a loud slurping sound as she licked away the fresh precum.."Ohhhh...." Abi's hips bucked and she arched off the massage table, plunging herself deeper into the witch's mouth.Up and down, the shopkeeper's soft lips slid around her cock, and she took Abi's member deep into her throat. With a slow bobbing motion, she pumped it in and out, fellating her cock and sending waves of satisfaction tingling out of her member.Abi had experienced blowjobs before, but the witch's lips felt unlike anything she'd felt before. Even in all her experience in the lewd world, she had never had felt such an intense blow job. It was as if every rise and fall of the Witch's head sent physical waves through her, causing pleasure to ripple out and twitch through her muscles, leaving her squirming on the massage table."Hmm..." The witch gave a hum around her cock, and her eyes glinted with amusement, glancing up at Abi. "I hope you're not already going to come.""I-I'm not that weak..." Abi said, but she felt herself terrifyingly close to the edge. With the lipstick marks amplifying her sensitivity, and the phantom pair of lips suckling on her balls, the blowjob was more intense than it should have been. The witch's mouth felt better than any tentacle hole or monster she had fucked. Abi's head spun and she stared up at the glimmering chandelier in a daze."It's time for the main event." The witch crawled forward, and she raised her hips over Abi's member, angling it towards her pussy... "It's been a while since I tasted a human.""You flatter me- Mnghhh!" Abi's eyes rolled up in her head.As the witch's hips sank down on her cock, the soft insides clenched around her cock. Even a tentacle sucker wasn't as soft and intense as the witch's pussy. It was enough to make Abi's breath catch in her throat. The Witch's sex felt on par with what she imagined a demon to feel like. It was sinfully good."Good girl..." The shapely witch smiled down at her, and she took her enormous breasts into her hands, squeezing them. As she bounced over Abi's cock, she undulated her breasts over her, causing Abi's eyes to wander away from the chandelier. However, the Witch's breasts felt even more hypnotizing than the glittering chandelier.Every squeeze of them made Abi's breath catch. The witch timed her groping motions to be in time with her hips. Each time she squeezed her breasts, she sank down on Abi's member and hilted it inside her sex. As Abi stared up at her, it felt like her own mind was being squeezed with those breasts. Her own mind was becoming just as soft and squishy as the witch's breasts, melting in pleasure."Good girl..." the witch said again. "I like a good girl who can relax into sex.""Relax..." Abi said with her. The words 'good girl' made her mind melt even further. The undulation of the witch's hips made waves of pleasure ripple out through her lower half. From the glans of her cock to the base of her shaft, and even her balls too, every part of her member was vibrating with pleasure and sending tingles of satisfaction out into her hips.Abi didn't know how long she laid there. All she was aware of was how much she wanted to stare at the Witch's breasts. Every pump of the godly pussy over her cock made Abi swoon, and she melted into the massage bed beneath her.(How's it going?) Clara asked her through their telepathic link.(Feel good...) Abi thought back to her. (Good... Pleasure... Relaxing... Warm... Aroused... Hot...)(It's that good?) Clara thought back to her. (I won't interrupt, then...)Abi let out a shuddering breath. Every time the Witch bounced in front of her, her cock felt better. A tornado of tingles gathered in her tip, making her cock throb with arousal and unbidden desire. It continued to grow more intense until Abi was moaning and writhing on the bed. She could barely see in front of her, but she remained transfixed on the soft undulation of the Witch's breasts. "Good... I feel sooo good..." Abi let out a slurred moan, squirming even harder."Then come for me." The witch slammed down her hips, swinging even faster. She sped up her motion until a moan escaped Abi's lips, slamming their hips together."Mgnnnn!" Abi's back arched off the table, and she thrust up against the Witch's hips. "I'm coming!"The soft folds of the other woman clenched down around her, and Abi's eyes rolled up in her head. She let out spurt after spurt of seed inside the witch, shuddering. Over and over, her cock twitched and released the hot seed inside her pussy. The feeling was far more intense than any orgasm she'd ever experienced, even after getting edged a hundred times.Her entire body crackled with pleasure, and her vision went white, losing sight of the surrounding world. However, through it all, she continued to relax into the bed beneath her. She sank back against the massage table, letting out a slow breath, and the last of her mind slipped into a trance."Now..." The witch leaned down, bringing her lips to Abi's ear and dropping her voice down to a whisper. "I want you to listen carefully..."[ New Trigger Word: 'Pet' → Arousal ][ New Weak Spot: Back of her Cock ][ Endless Buildup: After one hour of abstinence, Abi's desire to orgasm is increased twofold and grows with every additional hour. Effects reset once coming inside 'Clara's Pussy'. ][ Instant Release: After one hour of abstinence, when anyone touches Abi's cock, she instantly orgasms. ]When Abi awoke, she stepped out of the back room in a daze. She had no memories of the hypnosis, or even what the shopkeeper looked like. All she could remember were vague memories of pleasure from inside the back room, just like Clara had of her first time with the shady shopkeeper.What does Clara do?
❌Take her turn with the ominous witch.
✅She gets distracted by the cursed items of the shop while waiting.
❌Take a raincheck for later. Go home with the newly hypnotized Abi.