by James Archer
“Sorry about all that nonsense,” he said as he walked up.
“Don’t worry about,” I said. “We can talk about you joining me again later, if you want.”
“Maybe,” Newton said, smiling. “I’ve got good news on the outside. They got the cancer. I’m not going to die.”
“Nice,” I said as we slowed near the entrance of the castle.
King Gregor and his men had retreated inside before the emissary from the lowest city state reached the tall, thick wooden door. We followed him into the castle, walking straight to the throne room on the first floor. I saw Xin Jang standing near the middle of the room. He looked up as we walked in, a scowl on his face.
“Good, we’re all here,” the fat, sweaty emissary said. “This war is over. If you don’t stop fighting among yourselves, we’re going to sweep in and kill every last one of you worthless buggers. Do you understand?”
“But…” King Gregor said.
“Shut up,” the emissary interrupted. “The wars are disrupting the amount of natural resources and finished goods you’re sending us. If you’ll recall, we allow the two kingdoms to survive in the badlands as long as they provide us with our taxes every month. You both are behind.”
“This fuck attacked me first,” Xin Jang said, pointing a finger at King Gregor.
“Fuck you back,” the king said, adjusting his fur-lined overcoat. “You deserve to die.”
“Enough!” the emissary shouted. “Where’s the new dino sword?”
“I have it, and I claim it,” King Gregor said. “I stole it fair and square.”
“Who found it originally?” the emissary asked. “Has anyone bonded to it yet?”
“I found it,” I said, nodding my head. “The sword’s been bound to me for one day.”
“You can’t give it to him,” King Gregor whined. “It’s mine!”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want,” the emissary snapped. “You’d be wise to remember who you’re talking to right now. I can bring down the wrath of the League of Twelve on this puss mark on the ass of Gardonia.”
“Thanks,” I said.
“You shut the fuck up too,” he said. “Here’s what’s going to happen. You three will fight in the Gristle arena for the sword. The last team standing wins the weapon and their own kingdom in the badlands, a single kingdom to cut down on all the fucking infighting.”
“I can’t fight anymore,” the king said.
“You can create whatever team you want,” the emissary said. “The three teams of four will battle it out for the pleasure of the people of Gristle. After the games, the victor will rule the badlands with the blessing of the League of Twelve.”
I started going through a thousand possibilities in my mind.
“Any questions?” the emissary asked. “If not, I need a piece of ass for the night. Someone more experienced if you don’t mind.”
“Of course,” King Gregor said. “Whatever you want.”
“Fucking right whatever I want, twat.” The emissary walked over to me, looking up and down my body. “How did you find the sword so soon? Did you cheat?”
“Maybe,” I said, my lips barely moving as I stared into his eyes.
He looked away and clapped his hands.
“Is this how you treat important guests in the badlands?” he asked.
As King Gregor rushed to give the emissary whatever he wanted, Xin Jang walked over.
“You fucked up the mission,” he said. “I heard all my men died.”
“They fucked up the mission,” I said. “You didn’t do so hot yourself.”
“Fuck you, man,” he said, pushing me.
I drew my sword, ready to kill him.
“Whoa!” the emissary shouted.
He waved his hands, freezing Xin Jang and myself.
“You two are to go to your separate ways and prepare for the battle in three days. Transportation to Gristle will be provided. Anyone have any questions or problems? No? I didn’t think so.”
He snapped his fingers, freeing us. Xin Jang glared at me but said nothing before turning and walking away with a few of his men.
“What about us?” I called out as King Gregor and the emissary walked away. “We need rooms.”
“Take whatever fucking room you want!” the king shouted.
I turned to Harper and Morgana, shaking my head.
“What the hell just happened?” Harper asked.
“I wonder if he knows anything about that weird system message,” Morgana said.
“We have to concentrate on one thing at a time. Are you two willing to fight with me in the arena in a few days?”
“You don’t need to ask us,” Morgana said.
I turned to Harper. She nodded, lips pursed together.
“You’re acting so strange,” I said.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” Morgana said. “Let’s find a room.”
“What about you, Newton?” I asked.
“I’ll fight with you for a place in your kingdom,” he said. “I’ve got something to fight for now.”
“Great,” I said. “We have our four already.”
“Let’s go find that room,” Morgana said.
“We’ll talk more later,” I said then waved at Newton.
He walked over to Womang as we left the throne room and wandered around a bit before we eventually found an empty bedroom. I locked the door once we were inside. Harper wandered over to the four-poster bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress. Morgana took my hand and led me over to the bed.
“Is someone going to tell me what’s going on?” I asked.
Morgana took my hand in both of hers as she stood in front of me.
“We played a trick on you,” she said. “I had to be sure.”
“Trick? Be sure about what?”
I pulled my hand away and glanced over at the bed.
“What’s going on, Harper?”
“I’m Harper,” Morgana said. “We switched.”
“Huh? What the hell are you talking about?”
“We switched characters before you came into the game full time,” Morgana said. “I’m actually the Harper you played with before.”
“But why?”
“I wanted to see if you loved me or my avatar,” Morgana said. “Haven’t you noticed we get along better than you and the woman playing me?”
“This is nuts,” I said, shaking my head.
I sat down next to Harper on the bed. She put her arm around me.
“There’s more,” Morgana, the real Harper, said. “I have a dino sword too.”
“What?” I stood up. “When did that happen? How is there another one?”
“It’s a long story,” she said.
“We have nothing but time right now,” I countered.
She sighed then motioned toward the bed.
“Have a seat. I’ll try to explain it all from my viewpoint.”
“That would be nice,” I said, sitting down next to the fake Harper. “Who are you anyway?”
“My name’s actually Morgana,” she said. “Harper and I go way back.”
I snorted, still unable to believe they’d been able to pull it off.
“You know, there’s a few times I was wondering what the hell was wrong with you.”
Morgana smiled and leaned down to kiss me. I pulled away as she slipped her tongue in my mouth. She stood up straight.
“Tell me the truth,” I said. “We’re going to win this other dino sword. If we have two of them, we’ll be able to truly rule the entire badlands.”
“Yeah,” Morgana said. “About that... I stole the sword from Gristle.”
“Are you nuts?” I asked.
She grinned. “A little.”
“You’re definitely the Harper I know,” I said.
“Oh, yeah?” she teased. “You like this new body of mine?”
“I like the old and the new,” I said. “Why don’t you two get naked.”
Harper stood
next to Morgana, both of them stripping out of their clothes as I watched. The rest of my problems melted away as I watched them gyrate toward each other. My dick twitched when they pressed their bodies together and kissed. If she truly had stolen a dino sword from the League of Twelve, we could be in a whole world of hurt.
The two women stopped kissing and turned their attention to me. I pushed the consequences of her actions out of my mind as they slowly stripped off my armor and underclothes. Both dropped to their knees, concentrating their wet lips between the swiftly hardening spear between my legs. I moaned and leaned back as they worked up and down my entire length.
When Morgana dropped lower and sucked my balls into her mouth, I couldn’t take it anymore. I scooted back on the bed, patting the mattress on my right side. They both smiled and climbed onto the bed. Harper mounted me first, grinding slowly as Morgana leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. I slid my tongue against hers, not caring where her mouth had just been.
“Fuck me!” Harper moaned.
She leaned forward, holding herself up with her palms on my chest. I kept thrusting up and into her, going as deep as I could. Morgana kept my attention away from my impending orgasm as her tongue danced against mine. Harper’s pussy tightened around me. She screamed, shaking as an orgasm washed over her body.
Morgana pushed her off and took her place. As I slipped into her fresh pussy, I thought I would pop right away. She lowered herself slowly, allowing me to calm down. Unsatisfied, Harper sat on my face, rubbing her wet pussy against my face as Morgana fucked me. I forgot about all my impending problems as the urge to release built up.
“Fuck me, King Drake,” Morgana moaned.
I pushed up in her one last time, unable to hold back any longer. She came herself right after I exploded deep inside her. Harper also came, sliding off my face as I lapped at her swollen pussy lips. As she nestled against me, I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her closer. She pressed her naked breasts against my chest.
We enjoyed the afterglow for a few minutes. As I drifted back to reality, the seriousness of Morgana’s statement hit me. Had she really stolen one of the other dino swords used by the League of Twelve? And if so, why hadn’t the emissary said anything.
“Tell me about the other dino sword,” I said, twirling Morgana’s long, black hair with my fingers.
She sat up, my limp dick still inside her. “What do you want to know?”
“I helped her steal it,” Harper said.
“How did you pull it off?”
She snorted then climbed off me.
“You don’t think much of me, do you?” she asked.
I sat up. “You mean the world to me. Both of you.”
“They don’t know it’s missing yet,” Harper said then giggled.
Morgana smiled. “We learned a lot by stealing and replicating that katana of Xin Jang’s.”
“Nice,” I said, nodding my head. “Tell me more. Where is it?”
“It’s safe,” Morgana said.
“She won’t tell me either,” Harper complained.
“We need to secure yours first,” Morgana said in a more serious tone.
“Newton won’t be much help, but we fight well together as a team,” I said. “We’ve got a good chance to win the arena battle.”
“If the other two don’t cheat,” Morgana said.
“Yeah, that’s a possibility, but I don’t think they’ll risk it in Gristle. They don’t hold as much power as they think they do sometimes.”
Morgana smiled and reached out, grasping my cock between her long, cool fingers.
“Can you bring this beast back to life?” she asked. “After tonight, we need to concentrate on the battle coming up. We should make the most of the moment.”
“You took the words right out of my mouth,” I said.
She and Harper lowered their heads, bringing my thick, hard snake back to life.
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CHAPTER 21
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Thunderous Rex and His Crew
“Once we secure the badlands, we can take our time to figure out how to join the League of Twelve and really get some power in this game.” I glanced at the door as someone knocked. “Come in. It’s open.”
Newton walked in, decked out in an invisibility suit with the head covering off.
“It’s legal, baby,” he said.
Over the last couple days, he’d been in a much brighter mood since learning his cancer got eradicated in the real world. We still hadn’t learned anything about the weird system message. The rumor going around was that it was nothing more than a glitch in the game as more people logged on permanently.
“Nice,” I said. “We’ve got a chance to win this.”
“I’ve heard the other two teams have a war mount,” Morgana said.
Even though it was the original Harper I’d known in Morgana’s body, I hadn’t started calling them by their real names. The game had a way of making such things feel normal.
“We can’t afford a war mount of our own,” I said. “The League of Twelve doesn’t care who wins this battle as long as they get someone to run the badlands for them.”
“You mounted Morgana last night,” Harper teased.
Newton laughed, his head floating in the air.
“Take that damn suit off,” I said. “You’re freaking me out.”
“Okay,” he sighed, slipping out of the invisibility suit. “This is going to help us win. Mark my words. Unless they have something to counter it.”
“I’ve got some ideas on how you can use being invisible to sow discord among the two other teams. That’s our biggest chance for winning — getting the other two teams to fight each other and wear themselves down before we move in for the kill.”
“Brilliant,” Morgana said, slipping her arm around my waist.
She sat on one side of the bed with me. Harper sat on my other side.
“Can you go find out what war mounts they’re using?” I asked.
“I knew I should’ve left the suit on,” Newton said.
“Sorry, the idea just came to me. Time is moving so fast.” I turned to Harper. “Did you learn those new offensive spells yet? Can you do it in time for the arena tomorrow?”
“I’m on it,” she said. “I’m a better mage than Morgana ever was.”
“See you guys later,” Newton said then disappeared completely.
“That’s one of the other reasons we switched characters,” Morgana said. “It wasn’t cheap for the hack, but we both pitched in. Knowing you were coming into the game full time, I wanted to be a warrior and closer to you.”
“I might work on my mage side more next,” I said.
Her head darted forward, and she kissed me on the lips.
“We should talk about the arena set-up,” Harper said. “There’s time to fuck later, after we win.”
“I could go for a quickie…” I started.
“Drake,” Harper moaned.
“Okay, okay,” I relented. “Tell us about the arena.”
“You’ve never been?” Harper asked.
I shook my head. “No, I’ve never left the badlands.”
“He wanted to be new to the main continent when he went full time,” Morgana explained.
We had talked so much about our lives together inside the game.
“Anyway, the arena is one square mile on each side. They use floating eyes to relay the scenes to the audience as the massive battle happens. Starting from the corners, there’s two loot boxes before the big one in the center of the arena. Each time starts in a separate corner.”
“That part I’ve heard about,” I said.
“We’ll want to go for the first two loot boxes while heading toward the one in the center. If we can claim that and hold onto it, the bonuses and buffs we get will help us defeat the others,” Harper continued. “The random loot boxes are tricky, but they’re mostly good.”<
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“Getting King Gregor and Xin Jang to fight each other is important,” I said. “Maybe we should avoid going for the center loot box even though it’s the most powerful.”
Harper bobbed her head back and forth.
“I’m not sure,” she said. “That’s too risky. If we move quick, we can get to the center loot box before the others. We should send Newton out to distract the others and get them to fight each other somehow.”
“Yeah,” I said, nodding. “They both hate each other. We can use that against them.”
I laid back on the bed, hands interlocked behind my head as I stared at the ceiling. Harper and Morgana went to the other side of the room to talk while I thought about the battle and all the other crazy stuff that had happened since I went into the game full time. I didn’t see how my life could get any better than it would be for the foreseeable future.
Newton returned a little over an hour later with new information. King Gregor had rented a stegosaurus for the battle while Xin Jang had somehow acquired a red dragon.
“Fuck,” I said.
Newton nodded. “It’s worse. They’ve both got crack teams. King Gregor is going with a mage, a healer tank, and a battle tank. Xin Jang has two war mages and an insane fighter to tank. Between the stegosaurus and the dragon, I don’t see how we have a chance.”
“We need to get them to attack each other,” I said, getting up and standing next to the bed.
“He’s right,” Harper said. “Morgana and I have been calculating how to get the most DPS, and we’re going to be in trouble if we try to take either team on directly.”
“My invisibility suit will help,” Newton said.
“You just need to make sure you’re picking good targets of opportunity,” I said. “And we need to time our kills precisely. Whoever makes the killing blow gets the health and mana refresh, and we don’t want to waste it on someone who doesn’t need it.”
Newton grinned, rubbing his hands together.
“What?” I asked.
“I’m excited,” he said. “The cancer is fucking gone, and I’m going to be starting a kingdom with you in Dino World. Life is fucking good right now!”