by Zeke Biddle
“You think they’d let me?”
“You don’t have a dick. That seems to be the main requirement.”
“Oh, my poor baby’s got some big old blue balls, huh? Don’t worry. I’m sure you won’t have to wait much longer.”
I wonder how she could even know about blue balls given her origins, but the programmers must have taught her the phrase just so she could bust my balls.
BoomBitch joins in the fray, her lips pressing against the side of Ynes’ face.
“This is so incredible,” Ynes says. “My skin has never felt so…real. So solid. I love sex!”
“Dear, this is barely even foreplay. Just wait.”
Alexandra nudges Gillian out of the way and guides Ynes down to the ground. She takes one breast in her mouth, while Eulalia works the other.
Ynes’ gasp makes my dick twitch. I clear my throat and ask, “Should I—”
“No!” they all yell at the same time.
Gillian climbs between Ynes’ legs and starts lapping hungrily at her pussy, any trace of her earlier deliberateness gone just as surely as our bridge.
“What can I do? I want a job!” BoomBitch cries out.
Alexandra pinches Ynes’ nipple while saying, “Finger her, but don’t let her come,” then returns her lips to Ynes’ hard pebble.
Ynes arches her back and moans at all the lips and tongues that are servicing her desires.
Wondering if they’ll even remember me before they’re done, I start stroking my dick.
“Hands off!” Alexandra shouts. “Stop being such a dude, and just be patient for once in your life.”
Chagrinned, I thrust my hands behind my back and watch BoomBitch drop to her knees beside Gillian, sliding two fingers deep into Ynes’ pussy.
Ynes slaps the ground with both hands. “What the fuck is that?!?”
“Nice, right?” Alexandra says.
“And Marcus’ dick is even bigger,” Gillian says. “You’ll be stretched and filled like you can’t even imagine.”
Well, that’s definitely not bad to hear.
The women continue working their spell on Ynes until she’s gasping, panting, and screaming their names, but they deliberately don’t let her have the release she craves.
“Okay, wizard,” Alexandra says. “Time to work your magic. Don’t screw up all our work. Make this elf come.”
“Thank God,” I mumble, hurrying to take my place between her legs. “Are you ready?”
Ynes’ eyes are wide open. She rapidly nods her head. “Sex me, Marcus.”
“Fuck. You wanna say fuck in this case,” Alexandra says, still sitting beside Ynes, watching to make sure I do this right.
Rather than wilting under the pressure, I grow defiant. Who the hell are they to tell me how to do my job as the man of the harem?
“Say it, Ynes. Tell me you need me to fuck you.”
“There’s that wizard’s spine,” Alexandra says, giving my back a pat.
“I’ll have you begging and promising to do the nastiest stuff when you join our harem, Alexandra. If you’re not careful, I’ll make you beg for me to take you for a month before I even touch you.”
She opens her mouth but closes it before speaking, wordlessly rubbing her pussy instead.
When I turn my gaze back toward Ynes, she doesn’t make me tell her again.
“I need you to fuck me,” she pleads.
I’d like to draw it out and play hard to get, but I’m at least as turned on as she is.
I slide deep between her warm folds, and we both gasp.
Gillian slaps my ass. “Good job so far, Marcus.”
Ynes nods her agreement. “More. I need more.”
I pull back until just my tip holds her open, and then as slowly as I can bear, slide back into her.
“Oof,” Ynes says, her eyes rolling back into her head. “More.”
The hands, lips, and tongues of the other women caress Ynes and me.
Gillian’s hand slapping my ass controls my pace and drives me faster and harder, until we’re both covered in sweat. I’m doing my best to hold myself back because I know I’m close, but I think she’s closer. Grunting as I continue fucking her, holding on for dear life, I feel her pussy clench tightly against my cock, her back arches, and her body quivers beneath me.
And I’m so close. I just need one more…
But then I fall through her and land on my stomach on the ground.
“Where’d she go?” I cry out in frustration, but everyone else looks as confused as I do until I hear giggling, and she solidifies enough that she could be called a light mist around me.
“Damn, why do my people not fuck like this?” she asks.
Alexandra and I both look at each other at the same time.
“What do you mean, dear? How else could you do it?” she asks.
I roll to the side because lying in a cloud of her is a little disconcerting and confusing.
“Well, we…It’d be easier to show you. What do you say, Marcus? You ready to learn to fuck like an elf?”
I’m ready to fuck like a rock giant if it will give me the release I need. “Couldn’t be more ready.”
“Okay. It’ll be more easy with me on top, I think, since you’re human.”
“This ought to be interesting,” Gillian says.
“Will there be an explosion?” BoomBitch asks. She quickly adds, “I’m just kidding, damn,” when we all glare at her.
Ynes makes herself completely solid again, but somehow she still feels so soft when she lays her body on top of mine. I catch my breath when she squirms against my dick.
“On second thought, maybe we should just do it your way again.”
“Yes. Whatever. Just something!”
“Ynes, dear,” Alexandra says with surprising tenderness. “We showed you something new, now it’s your turn to show us something new. But please do it quick before our cute wizard dies from desire.”
“Is that a real thing men do?” Ynes asks.
“Boys. Not men. But it’s probably not the best time to test which Marcus is.”
The women all laugh at my expense, but I don’t give a fuck because Ynes says, “Okay. I’ll show you my way.”
It happens blessedly fast. Her body starts to shift into her spooky mist, but rather than disappearing, she settles onto me, and it’s like she’s dripping into my every pore. It’s not just my dick that’s being pleasured, but every atom in my body all at once.
I scream, but can’t tell if I’m even alive, if time has stopped, or if anything even exists anymore. The feelings might have lasted a fraction of a second or an eternity, but then she’s pulling back, sending off explosions across my very soul as my entire being comes at once.
I feel her body against mine some time later.
Alexandra tries pouring water into my mouth.
It’s not until BoomBitch slaps my face that I really start coming back to reality.
“What the hell did you do to me?” I ask, my voice weak and tired.
“And can you do it to me?” Gillian asks.
All the others crowd around her to pester her with questions, leaving me to pull my clothes on and wonder who the game developer was that programmed elf sex. Whoever it was definitely deserves a raise.
16
After taking a few minutes to recover, I start to get antsy. I’m sick of the caves. Sick of not seeing the sun. Sick of everything we encounter trying to kill us.
I hear the end of a conversation between Eulalia and Ynes.
“…not just to destroy, but to pleasure, too. It’s all just a matter of tuning.”
The thought that what she’d done to me is similar to what she did to the giant makes me shiver and thank the heavens she’s on my side.
“We ready to go?”
“Almost,” Alexandra says. “We’re just looking for Gillian’s panties.”
BoomBitch stands looking down over the ledge. “Umm. Are those them?”
Gillian follows BoomB
itch’s finger and sighs. “Yes. I guess we’re ready.”
“Anything we need to be worried about?” I ask Ynes.
She shakes her head, suddenly shy when looking into my eyes, as if she learned something while inside my body that I don’t even know about myself. “No. Well, maybe you should all back up into the hall. I’ll be much bigger when I change, but hurry once I do make the shift. I can’t hold the form forever, and it’ll take some of my energy to carry you, so hopefully I’ll make it across.”
I look out at the dangerous terrain she’ll be flying us over and blink my eyes, weighing our options.
“Understood,” I eventually say. “Back up everyone!”
“Back up to where? The cave collapsed,” Alexandra says.
I do a double-take of the rocks blocking the hallway we’d walked through just a short while ago and wonder if it had happened during the battle on the bridge or during the fucking. Either way, I feel justified for not noticing it at the time.
Still, it is disconcerting feeling like something keeps forcing us forward through the caves.
“Well, fuck,” I say. “ Press up against the wall to give her as much room as possible.”
I hope I sound calm, because I’m freaking the fuck out. All along, I’ve known retracing our steps through the caves and screaming for the villagers was still an option. That option has just been stolen from us, either by natural disaster or by one of the monsters who fears us so little that it is perfectly content to leave us no option but to walk right into its lair.
I don’t even need to know which monster it is in order to know we’ll be at a huge disadvantage by being forced along where it wants us to go. Trying not to show any fear, I hold my arms out to trap the others behind my body.
“Okay, Ynes. Try not to crush us.”
From our position against the wall, we watch her body turn to mist once more, and then solidify in the shape of an enormous dragon.
“Aaaagh!” BoomBitch shouts like a kid who just saw presents under the Christmas tree. She charges straight at Ynes and leaps onto her back.
I yell for the others to hurry, well aware we’re on limited time. “Move your asses!”
Since the rest of us can’t jump like BoomBitch, we scramble up Ynes’ tail and settle on her back.
“Hold on tightly,” Ynes warns, answering the question about whether dragons in this game can talk.
When she leaps off the edge of the cliff, I have a brief moment of panic that we’ll fall to our deaths before I feel her start to fly.
She rides the air like a sine curve, rising and falling as she undulates through the space between the two cliffs. The seductive move is as sensual as it is powerful, and we’ve nearly reached the other side when another of those giant fireballs whisks by, missing us by no more than a few feet.
Heeding the wake-up call, I focus on our landing spot on the other side of the ravine rather than the magical flight. The orcs have returned and brought all their friends with them. They stand shoulder to shoulder and cover the entire room.
They all shift nervously, as if not sure whether to flee into the depths of the cave or jump over the edge of the cliff. A few braver ones shake their weapons and shields at us. The bravado spreads for a few feet before they settle down. About half of the orcs are desperately searching for something over their shoulder.
For a moment, hope fills me.
They’re going to flee or surrender.
Hell, they might even throw themselves at my mercy and offer to fight in my army.
I like the sound of me leading an army. I’ll be able to defeat the monsters plaguing the kingdom without risking my women. They’ll be safe as we lead by ordering our units around.
A large roar fills the cavern as three giants lumber through an opening on the far side of the room. The orcs have found their encouragement.
Two of the giants carry axes, and one a sword. They are scattered throughout the room, barking orders at the orcs nearby. The one with the sword is nearly double the size of the others, and must be the leader of the group.
“I’ll take care of the big one with the sword,” Ynes tells us. “Prepare for a bumpy landing.”
She swoops low before we have a chance to ask her what exactly she intends to do.
Orcs scurry out of her way, and then we drop through her disappearing body just a few feet from the giant.
Knowing the orcs will not need much time to recover, I bark orders of my own. “Form a circle around Eulalia. Focus on the nearest orcs. Ynes will handle the giant.”
Even as I’m talking, my party moves to follow my commands. Alexandra slays a dozen orcs so fast, I wonder if she’s somehow become enchanted.
“Fuck yeah! I can double attacks now!” she shouts while standing over her dead foes.
I cock my head, wishing I knew how they could tell things like that when I can’t even open my HUD and look at my basic stats.
It takes me a second to comprehend, but I gasp when I see a white outline around each of the dead bodies. That must mean something. I’ve never noticed it before.
Gillian disappears right as an orc swings its ax at her, reappearing right behind it and stabbing it in its back. “Hey, neat. That’s new.”
I focus my senses on the white outlines near Alexandra’s feet. Nothing happens for several seconds, but then five dead orcs hop to their feet, salute me, and turn on their brethren.
“What the fuck was that?” Alexandra asks.
“I think I resurrected them, or maybe just animated them. Not sure exactly.”
“Well, keep them away from me or I’ll kill them again,” she says, turning to look for the next orcs to kill.
It seems like everyone leveled up at once, like we’re working from one experience points pool or something, but none of us gets to choose which new skills we earn. I growl in frustration at how much of the game mechanics are hidden from me.
“What did you get, BoomBitch?” I shout above the chaos.
I risk a glance when she doesn’t answer, and I’m surprised she’s blushing something fierce.
“I don’t want to say, but it won’t do any good right now.”
She grabs the two orcs nearest her and crushes their heads together. They both drop dead.
“Okay. Well, just keep doing that, I guess. Eulalia, how about you?”
“Mass heal.” She’s practically spinning like a top as she tries to monitor all of our health. “If we stay packed tight like this, when I heal one of you, the rest will get it, too. All of you shout when you are low, and I’ll heal whoever I’m looking at. But don’t move more than twenty feet from me.”
“That’s fucking awesome,” I say, sending a lightning bolt off to my left and a fireball to my right. “Ynes should be back by now. I’m worried about her. Let’s go find her.”
17
As we cut, bash, and zap our way through the crowd of orcs, we don’t find Ynes.
“Shit. Where’d she go?” I yell, shooting lightning at the nearest group of smelly orcs.
“Maybe she shifted and is hiding in some kind of different phase,” Eulalia says, casting her healing spell because Gillian had dropped to about ten percent of her health.
“Yeah, that must be it,” I say, failing to convince myself. “Well, let’s just kill these orcs, and maybe she’ll show up. Ignore the giants for now. Focus on the orcs to get their numbers under control because I’m already tired of them being fucking everywhere.”
We cut through the masses of ugly green beasts, constantly running away from the slow ugly giants when they get near, until the last handful of orcs jump off the cliff rather than face our wrath.
Rather than attacking us, the giants mostly seem content to let the orcs deal with us. My best guess is that they will let the orcs wear us out, maybe even kill us on their own, before the giants spend their energy dealing with us.
I can probably thank Ynes for that. After what she did to the other giant, I don’t blame them for standing safely o
ff in the distance, shouting taunts about my dick size and inability to sustain an erection.
Doing my best to not let their false accusations distract me into doing something stupid, I take a second to search again for Ynes. It would be great if she could do her trick to the other two of them while we battle the orcs. She’s nowhere to be found, though, and I didn’t even get the chance to give her the staff so we could complete that quest and gain the prize.
Heaving a sigh, I say, “Too bad we don’t have a rope anchored to something so I could try luring the giants off the cliff like last time.”
Gillian digs through her pack and comes up with a couple of ropes. “We do have ropes, though. What do you want to do with them?”
The two giants decide to start lumbering our way, apparently done with letting the orcs have all the fun. Evading them has become more difficult with all the dead orcs littered all over the ground.
The room has gotten much quieter as the battle raged on.
Other than us and the two giants with the axes, only five live orcs remain upright. Fortunately, those orcs are all under my command. They’re standing in the hallway across the room from us, safe while I try to figure out what to do.
A plan forms. It’s a dumb plan, but I’ll take a dumb plan over no plan any day.
“Let me see one of those ropes, Gillian.”
She gives me two, and I tie them together.
Gillian frowns at my effort and takes them from me. She quickly does it right and hands them back. “There. Like that.”
“Thanks,” I say as we keep walking steadily toward the edge of the cliff. “I’m becoming a one-trick pony, but let’s see if we can let gravity do our work for us again.”
I hand one end of the rope to BoomBitch. “Run a circle around the giants. Make it a big loop. Don’t get anywhere near close enough for either of them to touch you, and then bring your end back around to me. I’ll try to draw their attention, and the rest of you sneak up behind them.”
“What are we supposed to do over there? Our weapons are useless against their skin.”
“Push when they are just about to kill me.”
“This is a stupid plan,” Alexandra argues.