“What do you drink?” I asked as I turned around.
“I’d like to drink you,” she said with a deliciously devilish dimple-cheeked smile. She had traded out her armor for a red silk teddy that left exactly nothing to the imagination. The first thing I noticed were her 1950’s pin-up girl tits, which seemed to defy gravity as they hung there like highway cones. Her body was toned and surprisingly well proportioned given that she was about five foot nothing. She did a little twirl as she approached, revealing an ass that defined the term bubble-butt.
“Well, I thought that we could get to know each other a little, you know, before we get to know each other,” I said with a laugh.
“You’re cute,” she said as she smiled up at me. “The other girls didn’t tell me that you were shy.”
“Just trying to be a gentleman.”
“That’s sweet,” she said, biting her lip as she touched my chest and spread her hands across my broad shoulders. “The designers did a hell of a job with you.”
“Nope,” I said. “This is all me, no mods. Well, except that this body actually works.”
“I heard about what happened, your surgery falling through and all. I’m sorry Sam.”
“It’s all good. Like the doctor says, there are breakthroughs all the time.”
Her hand moved down my chest, across my abdomen, and between the folds in my robes. Then her small hand found my throbbing cock.
“Is there anything that I can do to make you feel better?” she asked as she fished my lance out of my pants.
“Well, now that you mention it—”
She sucked on one of my nuts and took the words right out of my mouth. It took a lot of trust to let a woman put your balls in her mouth, and the danger of it, combined with the downright dirtiness of the act had me on my toes grabbing her by the pigtails.
I stripped out of my robes and braced myself against the back of a couch as she played tongue-ball with my nuts. Then she blew my mind by taking them both in her mouth and humming Darth Vader’s theme song, while at the same time stroking me with both hands.
After a few versus, I was in serious danger of exploding, so I grabbed her beneath the armpits and lifted her up against me. She wriggled as our bodies pressed together, and I could feel her hot, wet folds gliding up and down the underside of my spear.
I focused on her puffy pink melons and walked her across the room toward the bed. She held on, teasing me with her soft womanhood and trying to maneuver the head in. I let it slide in just a few inches, and she let out a surprised moan. When she tried to take more, I lifted her ass so that she couldn’t, and she let out an urgent moan bordering on a pout. Then she bit my ear so hard that I thought she must have drawn blood. I let out a groan that turned into a laugh and yanked her head back.
“Give it to me, Samson, give it to me now!” she pleaded.
I gave it to her alright, and she arched her back, letting out a passionate moan. She snapped back and grabbed my throat, causing me to fall back onto the bed. Once she was on top, she went nuts, gyrating, grinding, and bouncing on my cock like a maniac. I hadn’t thought such a small package could contain so much passion, and I upped my game in response. I cupped her ass to hold her in place and proceeded to drill her like a Texas oil rig piston on steroids. My strength, speed, and endurance had more than tripled since entering Rebirth Online, and my cock was a blur of motion between us.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she screamed, sounding like she was having sex while driving down an extremely bumpy road.
An hour later, we walked out of Cecilia’s place laughing together and glowing like the sun. I had reached level 52, and she was now a level 56.
We found Tweak and the women sitting at our usual booth, and I scanned each of there faces to see if they looked jealous. Thankfully, none of them did. I knew that if they were already this comfortable with Stormy, she was going to work out just fine. I sure as hell enjoyed her company, and she had successfully taken my mind off my pile of problems for a while.
“It’s about time,” Kit said teasingly.
“We tried to be quick.” Stormy said, her cheeks turning bright pink.
“Alright,” said Trinity. She stood up, downed her glass, and slammed it on the table. “Time to see how the new guild works together. Anybody up for some PVP practice?”
Cecilia had smartly reserved a simulation chamber, and about a half hour after we showed up, it was ready. I was glad to see that the practice round had been set up with The Purrrrsian Empire.
“Hey Sam,” said Frisco as we walked in. “Looks like you found a few alternates after all.”
“Yeah. I knew Nanaya from the Underworld. She’s the succubus. Stormy applied and the girls liked her, so we thought we’d try her out.”
“I hope you brought your best game,” he said with a feline grin.
“Always.”
The dwarf who ran the training room tapped on his interface, and the metallic chamber began to change. A blue sky appeared, followed by two moons and a distant, ringed planet.
“Coooool,” said Kit.
The ground appeared, then snow, distant mountains, and a cold whipping wind started up that took my breath away. We were in the valley between two mountains. It was nearing sunset, and at one end of the valley there stood a red crystal guardian, and at the other a blue. The last thing to appear in the snowy landscape was an army of mountain trolls that were all level 50 or higher.
“To your positions!” yelled the dwarven guard.
“Hey Sam,” Frisco said as he and his guild started for the other side. “How ‘bout a truce until we’ve burned through those trolls?”
“Deal,” I told him with a respectful nod.
“What’s he want to do?” Trinity asked as Frisco was walking away.
“He wants to burn down the mountain trolls together before we start fighting.”
“And you think that he’s going to honor the agreement?” she asked with a cocked brow.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t he?” I asked.
“You’re too naïve sometimes, Loverboy.”
“What, you think he’s going to attack when we start in on the trolls?”
“I would,” she said. “And if he doesn’t, then we definitely should. It’ll give us a jump on their guardian.”
“I like it,” Cecilia said.
“We can’t betray them like that,” Kit objected with a frown.
“It’s called the guild wars,” said Ember. “I say we hit the guardian with everything we’ve got as soon as they attack the mountain trolls.”
“We’re just practicing,” I reminded them. “We stick with Frisco’s plan. Burn down the mountain trolls, then we fight.”
Trinity and Ember shared a look of disappointment, and Kit clapped happily.
“Prepare for battle!” the dwarven guard yelled.
Our guardian came alive and looked to me for instructions as the dwarf counted down.
“Let’s buff up,” I told the group.
Everyone began casting the spells, and they began to scroll down my interface.
Call of the Warrior
+ 25% Strength
Duration – 15 mins
Shadow Armor
+25% Armor
Duration – 30 mins
Blessing of Gaia
+25% Pain Resistance
Duration 15 mins
Gift of Life
Regenerate 100 health per second
Duration – 10 mins
Holy Retribution
5% Chance Enemy Attack Will Rebound
Duration – 1 hour
“I think you’re going to like this one,” Stormy told us as she began conjuring her spell. Then it hit me, and I felt my muscles bulge.
Dwarven Strength
Increases Strength by 25%
Duration – 15 mins
“Sweet,” said Trinity, flexing her biceps.
“I’ve got a special treat for you too,” said Nanaya. She waggled her fingers and po
inted at each of us while she spoke in words unknown. A moment later an imp with a spear appeared beside her, and eight more poofed into existence, one for each of us.
“Nice,” I said with a laugh as the little imp beside me jumped up and down excitedly.
“If that little creep starts humping my leg, I’ll kill it,” Trinity told the succubus, eyeing the imp suspiciously.
“Wait until we have killed all the mountain trolls, and then attack the other guardian,” I instructed the towering guardian.
“Attack red guardian.” The guardian’s voice rumbled like a landslide, and we all prepared to spring into action.
“Nanaya and Stormy, I want you two to be ready to jump in when one of us dies. Nanaya first, then you Stormy.”
Nanaya unsheathed her glowing sword and nodded, while Stormy brandished her shield and a big, double-headed ax.
When the dwarf’s countdown reached zero, Tweak, Cecilia, Anna, Ember, Trinity, Kit, and I charged across the snow-covered earth.
I cast Scorched Earth as soon as I was in range, and a patch of snowy ground blazed to life beneath the feet of the mountain trolls. Frisco had made good on the promise, and his guild attacked the army of trolls from the other side. I followed up my first spell with firestorm, and a barrage of meteors rained down on the angry trolls. Kit’s vines erupted from the ground, tangling dozens of the trolls as they rushed to meet our charge. Anna hit the group with a spell that dropped their movement speed by 50%, and Tweak conjured his little army of purple monkeys.
I’d lost sight of Trinity and Ember, who should have been at the front of the group making sure that the trolls didn’t break through and attack me and the other casters. When I found them, I swore under my breath. They were all the way on the other side of the battlefield, sneaking up on the other guild’s undefended guardian.
“What the hell are they doing?” Anna asked beside me as she put a mountain troll out of its misery with her glowing staff.
“Not what I told them,” I said and brought up my fire shield.
We were going to have to fend off the trolls on our own due to Trinity and Ember’s disobedience, and it wasn’t going to be easy. There were over a hundred trolls, and about a quarter of them were charging straight at us.
“Heal me!” Tweak yelled as he brandished a big gnarled club and ran past me and the girls to act as our tank. His purple monkeys went with him, and they slammed into the troll front line, instantly creating chaos.
Cecilia, Anna, Kit, and I let loose everything we had as Tweak and his posse battled the trolls less than twenty feet in front of us.
Then the angry cry of the Purrrrsian Empire’s guardian echoed across the valley.
I looked across the battlefield and saw Trinity on the behemoth’s head, stabbing him repeatedly in the crystalline eyes. Ember, meanwhile, danced around its feet, stabbing and slashing the lug.
“What the fuck Sam!” I heard Frisco scream over the tumult.
The other guild stopped attacking the trolls, and a moment later a barrage of spells came streaking toward me and my guild.
“Get down!” I cried as the spells slammed into the ground around me. I brought up my fire shield and ducked behind it, but Tweak hadn’t been so lucky. I watched through my shield as two spells hit him in the upper body, and a half a dozen angry trolls fell on him.
Trinity and Ember must have been killed by the other guild’s guardian, because Nanaya and Stormy suddenly appeared from behind me and charged to meet the trolls. Stormy proved an impressive tank and danced around the trolls deflecting blows with her heavy shield and retaliating with her skull-splitting axe. Nanaya was in full force as well, casting black writhing spells that diseased the trolls and left them writhing in agony.
We were holding our own, but that all changed when the angry Purrrrsian Empire reached us. Frisco looked pretty pissed, and I didn’t bother to try to explain that I hadn’t told Trinity and Ember to attack their guardian. His guild ignored the trolls and hit us with everything they had. My shield blocked two spells, but one of their tanks got through and hit me so hard with a Warhammer that I woke up a few seconds later twenty feet from where I had stood. A spell from a warlock slammed into my chest as I lay there, and pain shot through my body as a notification flashed on my interface.
You are Dead!
Everything went black, and when I opened my eyes again, I was standing beside our guild’s guardian. As the cooldown indicating how long I had to wait to rejoin counted down on my interface, Kit, Cecilia, Stormy, and Anna appeared as ghosts beside me. That meant that Trinity, Ember, Tweak, and Nanaya were out there somewhere, but I couldn’t see them in the ocean of angry trolls and furries charging toward our guardian.
We never had a chance after that, and ten minutes later our guardian broke into a thousand pieces and dropped into the snow. I glared at Trinity and Ember, but neither seemed too intimidated.
“What the fuck was that?” I asked.
Ember shrugged. “We thought it was a good strategy.”
“The strategy that I outlined was a good strategy,” I argued.
“Sorry Sam, I really thought that Frisco was going to do the same thing,” said Trinity.
“Yeah, well next time just leave the thinking to me,” I said angrily.
Trinity’s eyes widened, and she glared at me. “Really?” she said crossing her arms.
“Really,” I shot back. “I’m the leader of this goddamned guild, and our first battle is tomorrow. If you two can’t follow simple instructions, then we’re fucked.”
“Sam…” said Kit, ever the diplomat.
“Stay out of this Kit! When I give you all orders, you follow them, it’s that simple.”
“Oh, now your instructions are orders?” said Trinity.
“I’m the leader of this guild, so yeah, they’re fucking orders,” I told her.
Everyone shut up pretty quick, but the looks they gave me told me that I had gone too far. I knew that I should apologize, but I was too heated up to do so. Instead I shook my head and stormed toward the door.
“You’ve got to get those women under control,” Frisco told me as I approached.
“Yeah, no shit,” I said a little too harshly. “Sorry, Frisco. I shouldn’t have snapped at you. And sorry that Trinity and Ember broke the agreement.”
“It’s all good bro,” said the furry. “Can I give you some friendly advice, one guild leader to another?”
“Sure.”
“You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar,” he said with a wink.
“I hear ya, thanks,” I said, trying like hell not to roll my eyes. Frisco seemed like the kind of dude who was friendly with everyone. He was a social chameleon, something that I had never been able to master. But to him it came naturally.
“You ready to face the Orc Chieftains tomorrow?” he asked as we walked out of the simulation room and into the hallway.
“After that little fiasco, I don’t know,” I admitted.
“Ah, you’ll do fine.”
“What about you? Who’re you going up against?”
“The Children of Light,” the furry guild leader said with a feline grin. “They’re all paladins.”
“Oh yeah,” I said. “And they’re all human dudes, right?”
“Yeah, that’s them. They’re a pretty solid guild, but they’re just not diverse enough. They’re not going to stand a chance, not against us anyway.”
“Well, it’ll be fun to watch a bunch of furries battle paladins,” I told him. “Good luck.”
“Thanks, you too.”
I left Frisco at the end of the hall leading back to Aeorock proper and headed to the mage trainer’s place. The practice session had left me feeling down in the dumps, and I needed a break from my guild mates. It wasn’t that they were getting on my nerves, I just needed some time to formulate a proper apology. I shouldn’t have talked to Trinity like that, but I couldn’t just let something like that slide either. If we were going to have a
shot in the Guild Wars tournament we were going to have to start working like a team.
At the mage trainer’s, I applied all my attribute points to Strength and Stamina, and I couldn’t help but grin when I brought up my interface and checked my stats.
Next, I bought myself some new battle gear that I had been eyeballing for a while. It wasn’t that I didn’t have the money before, because I had an abundance of it, but the gear was for level 52 mages and up, and until now I hadn’t met the criteria.
I marveled at the new robes, which were red and gold, high-collared, and came with a wide cloak that could take a hell of a lot of damage.
“You gonna buy those or drool?” the old mage trainer asked me.
I transferred the ten thousand gold to the trainer and eagerly tapped on the robes in my interface.
Robe of the Zardon
Legendary Item
+ 100,000 Damage Absorption per Minute
+ 25% Mana Regeneration
+10% Spirit
+10% Stamina
+10% Damage to Fire Spells
“These are sick,” I said as I checked myself out in a full-length mirror by the old man’s wares.
“What’s that? Sick? Is there a problem with the enchantments?” the mage trainer asked nervously.
“No, no,” I said with a small laugh. “They’re epic.”
“I think you read that wrong,” said the mage trainer, growing more confused. “They’re Legendary.”
“Right you are.”
I left the trainer scratching his head and sought out my guild mates. I was feeling a lot better, and I was eager to apologize to them all and get things back to normal. We were set to fight the Orc Chieftains in less than 24 hours, and I wanted to make sure that we were tight before we did so.
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