The next morning, I didn’t have to do anything in order to activate Blissense other than spend the Token, since I was already touching Regina, so I did, taking the Token from Phyiscality. I wasn’t restricted to spending them in a way that sort of made sense, but I kept wanting to. If it ever became important, I would spend them more strategically… but for now I was getting a Token refill every 5 levels, and that made spending them easy. In the future I’d have to be more judicious.
For now though, Regina.
Now, as a human I didn’t have a third eye. I didn’t have a physique either, unless you wanted to bel it ughable. Now though I had both.
The center of my forehead ‘opened’ and allowed in whatever was happening. A flow of images, sensations, and magic rushed in, making me gasp.
Regina’s tastes ran to the passionate: she wanted to be wanted by someone. She wanted to be shown she was beautiful in someone else’s eyes. There was no pce she didn’t want to be pleasured and give pleasure. She found the female body gorgeous and desirable. She clearly had a lot of fantasies involving men. Clearly, she was experimental at least, and most likely bisexual, with an appetite for variety. She wanted to see someone beaming at her, utterly transfixed by Regina.
The next couple of images were from Regina’s point of view. She wanted, apparently, everything. Regina riding some gorgeous woman’s face. Regina arching her back and taking a man from behind, while another person y beneath her and sucked on her nipples. Regina being fucked while standing up. Her being flexible enough to get her feet up around her ears, and slowly easing a big thick cock into her back door.
I felt myself stiffen in my sleeping bag. How could I not?
There was Regina having sex in the calm waters of the ocean with a sunset behind her, with her pants down and hands pnted firmly against a tree while a faceless man railed her from behind. Regina on the sheer cliffside of a mountain, overlooking the endless forests below, with all the climbing equipment hammered into the rock and a sort of hammock spread out so she could sleep there. She had the supports of the hammock in each hand while taking it from behind. There was even Regina on her knees in a dark alley, dutifully sucking off a man in a trench coat, while he used the coat to block most of the view.
Regina was on all fours, spit roasted by a pair of men, sucking off the one while the other smmed into her hips again and again. She was on a bed, rubbing herself against another woman’s pussy, groaning in exertion. She was on a chair, bouncing up and down on a cock while facing the rest of the hotel room, while another couple made passionate love. She was ying on the chest of one man, who was buried up her asshole, while another man arrived to make it a double penetration. While having a cock in each hand.
I got all these sights and more.
I couldn’t help but snuggle up against her and explore her body with my free hand. Every curve of her felt smooth and delicious, down to the patch of hair.
“Mmm,” she groaned in her sleep, and opened her legs for me.
I dipped my fingers down, finding her wet and rubbing over her folds.
“You’re going to get us caught,” she murmured.
I actually couldn’t be sure what was going on outside the tent. I heard some sounds of motion: tents unzipping, murmurs of speech, some pots and pans banging in the distance.
“Should I stop?” I asked, rubbing at her clit in between poking my finger into her.
“Noooo…”
Her fingers wrapped around my girth in the darkness and I heard a sharp intake of breath. Soon she’d slid over on top of me, kissing me and wriggling her whole body against mine. In seconds she had my cock in hand and was shoving herself backwards to get me inside.
Pleasure’s Bounty (Special Ability) may be activated during this intimate act. Would you like to spend 1 Token of your choice?
Yes, yes I would. I spent 1 from Affinity and clenched my hips and abs, stifling a moan that wanted out.
The Token came into being near by, flying up in the air out of nowhere, spinning once, and then disappearing. I caught brief sight of the familiar fairy embossed on the one side of the coin, but it puffed out of existence in a shower of rainbow sparks and smoke.
“You’re so wet already,” I muttered. And hot. And tight.
“I had all these, unh, dreams… about fluffing… ugh… it was really romantic,” she breathed, pushing herself back into my cock again.
Sliding her belly and boobs up and down me like this, she got into a rhythm, breathing out heavily each time she impaled herself on me. It was like I somehow reached all the way up in her guts and smashed into her diaphragm the way she was exhaling. She kept the pace slow and easy, but deep and ending in a hard push against my abs that sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body.
I couldn’t help but take her by the hips and force her back and forth while I humped upwards.
“That’s right,” she whispered. “Ohhhh that’s right, fluff me good.”
In your butt? I wanted to ask, humping away. Footsteps happened by just outside, and there was no way I could stop myself from ramming myself into her as long as I could. This hadn’t been my reality until just a few weeks ago, and it had utterly transformed my world.
We shifted in the sleeping bag, getting me on top, as quietly as possible. I couldn’t stop from wanting to feel these sensations for longer, and longer, and longer. I pumped in and out of her, with long and hard strokes, watching her eyes flutter and her bite her lower lip to keep quiet.
“Ohhh,” she breathed, “I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum, Fletcher ohhhh…”
I was hitting the magic spot inside her. Kissing silenced her as much as I could manage, but some sound still came from her throat as the pressure of orgasm built and condensed inside her. I felt the magic gather up in her core as it happened, a tight ball of natural energy threatening to explode like a bomb. Once she reached that precipice, all the magic and all that tension shot out. She jerked away from my kiss, and I got a hand over her mouth in time to muffle her orgasmic moans that followed. This was a long one, even for her, sting a good twenty or thirty seconds.
“Are you there?” she breathed.
“Not yet.”
She got me off her and urged me up the length of her body, until my cock disappeared between her lips. She began sucking, expertly bobbing her head and urging me back and forth to establish a rhythm. In the meantime, she worked at my balls and encircled the part of the shaft she couldn’t fit into her mouth with her thumb and forefinger.
The sight of this alone would’ve caused me to blow before, but I had much more staying power than the Christopher who agreed to come to this insane world. But it wasn’t just the sights right now. She was shing the underside with her tongue, and swirling it around the whole girth on the downstroke. And I don’t know what it was about her looking into my eyes, using her tongue and lips like that, or slowly raking her nails against my balls, but the amplified sensations from Pleasure’s Bounty put me over the edge. The orgasm surprised even me, and I barely had any time to react.
“I’m…” I managed, before my own ball of tense energy burst and I poured all I had directly into Regina’s waiting mouth.
***
There was still the problem of a waking camp and Regina in the wrong tent: mine.
“Just stay here,” I murmured.
“We have to take down tents soon,” she replied.
“I know… I’ll think of something.”
I unzipped the tent, made my way out, and greeted the brisk morning. Several of the team members were already up and about: Trent had cleared away the coals by sucking them into the ground, and gotten another cook fire going. He saw me coming and left. Soon he’d broken the igloo down into clumps and left the ground mostly like it had been, though it looked like someone had shoveled the whole area up.
Ivy and Isabelle were still in their tent, but An and Tara were up and about. Larelle slept with her back to one tree, her acres of hair all tangled and frizzy. Chrysta drifted out and toward me.
“The Rogue has departed without a word. Possibly in search of food or to look at the dragon ke.”
I nodded. Drat was going to be a bit of a problem and I wasn’t looking forward to the confrontation. For now, I just shrugged it off.
Speaking of dragon ke though… st night before bed, Larelle informed us that in this direction, toward the vilge of Glumpdumpkin, a vast ke sometimes stood in the way. You know, how kes sometimes… aren’t there.
“That’s fine. Can you take Tara, An, Trent, Ivy and Isabelle to the keside to scout the area for a moment? I’ll get some things moving for breakfast.”
“To what end?”
“I guess make sure the area is safe, and see if you can’t figure out how long the ke is going to be here before it moves on…” I focused on the ke with Eagle Eyed and my vision sharpened.
“I will see if perhaps Regina is down there. Her companion was curled up at the campfire all night.”
Suddenly, down the slope and past scattered copses of trees, I could make out the shoreline, the broken tree trunks and the wilted pnts around the edge of the ke. I could also see where the shoreline had been before. Meaning the ke had lifted off the ground, gone to do whatever ke business it had as a river or a flying water dragon thing, and then settled in a slightly different spot.
The result were a number of pces that used to be ke bed, but now were like mini cliffs supporting dried water pnts.
Affinity check: You have the Identify skill. This check is at Extreme Difficulty. You currently have 10 tokens, not enough for an automatic success. Would you like to spend Tokens to reduce the difficulty of this check?
Total Tokens: 4 Affinity and 6 Free Tokens.
I ughed off the fact that sex with Regina just now had cost me the automatic success.
“Turns out I don’t know what a ke is,” I told myself while chuckling.
This check wasn’t covered under my Hard at Work ability, which wasn’t ideal. I could do it if the ke was a god and was sick… for now I didn’t even know what I was dealing with. Gigantic water elemental? Nakamamon of a truly insane size? A god? My skills indicated that gods could come in huge and rger sizes, so it could’ve been any of those.
Based on the information I’d read and checks I’d gone through, I could expect one out of every three of my attribute and skill levels to produce a success, meaning I had an average of 2 successes on this check, but my range was from 0 to 6 total. I could probably succeed most Moderate checks. Lowering the difficulty using all my Tokens would take it from 11 down to 6, and there was just no way I could succeed either way, unless I was super lucky.
Hell with it. I let the check go without using any Tokens. Predictably, I failed. Still, I knew that failure granted more experience than success, generally.
I ughed again, turned back, and hurried to my tent.
“Coast is clear,” I told Regina.
She emerged a moment ter, hastily clothed once more, and made her way to her own tent, casting me several amused gnces on the way.
I made good on my promise of breakfast materials. We had packed a whole bunch of goodies on the back of Muppin, and in the backpacks that came with us. Larelle, for one, had been hefting over a hundred and fifty pounds of supplies for us.
And speaking of Larelle… I looked her way, found her still sleeping and had a moment of intense curiosity. After wondering briefly if I should do it or if I definitely shouldn’t, I gave in and approached her where she was sleeping against the tree.
The enormous woman in her white and blue-trimmed martial arts garb had her eyes closed, and lots of very long hair stuck up and out in a cute way. She still had the cinnamon buns hiding her ears, but individual strands shot out in every direction.
All I had to do was touch her, and I could spend the point to figure out whether natives had sexual urges. Then I’d know what hers were. Purely for scientific purposes. Seeker of pleasure, seeking out pleasure. It made sense, even if I felt guilty and frightened sneaking up on her.
The voice entered my brain directly. I am at your service, Fletcher.
“Oh, uh, I’m getting breakfast together,” I said. “The others are down at the ke getting the y of the nd, and hopefully Chrysta will know how long the ke will be there.”
I will assist you with the cooking of the sustenance, she told me, momentarily.
“Was anything out there while you were on watch?”
A few Nakamamon visitors had come in the night, along with the presence of a smaller god. None had remained, though they’d sniffed around the outskirts of the camp and weren’t interested in eating any of us. Her vigince was reassuring, though the report didn’t fill me with confidence.
I went back to making breakfast.
While working, I checked out the enormity that was my character sheet. It was looking pretty hefty by now.
Christopher Fletcher
Healer - Trainee 10
Pleasure Seeker - Novice 8
Attributes:
Affinity 5 (4/5)
Durability 5 (3/5)
Ingenuity 6 (5/6)
Likability 5 (4/5)
Physicality 4 (3/4)
Free Tokens: 6/6
Unspent attributes points: 0
Healer Skills:
Diagnosis (physical 3, spiritual 3, magical 3, mental 3)
Treatment (potions 3, salves 3, tinctures 3, elixirs 3, unguents 3)
Develop cure (swarm 3)
Develop cure (small 3)
Develop cure (unique 7)
Administer Cure 7
Other Skills:
Identify 1
Hiking 2
All other skills unranked
Unspent skill points: 9
Special Abilities:
Hard At Work II (Uncommon, Passive)
Wild Lore II (Uncommon, Active)
Eagle Eyed II (Common, Passive)
Healer Special Abilities:
Healer’s Endurance (Common, Active)
Healer’s Resistance (Uncommon, Active)
Pleasure Seeker Special Abilities:
Blissense (Rare, Active)
Divine Gifts:
Floral Knowledge (Rare, Passive)
Pleasure’s Bounty (Legendary, active)
Entwined Ecstasy (Legendary, active)
This was getting to be a bit much.
Getting into the settings, I saw it was possible to bring up just the parts I wanted to see. I could now just summon up the attributes, or the skills, or the special abilities. For instance, Golightly was an item I’d received from the God of Footfalls, but because worn items weren’t part of my character sheet, it wasn’t showing up.
“That’s better,” I said, while mixing up eggs and veggies into a sort of omelette.
The others returned not long after without much news to share. I fed them food, and they fed me information. They didn’t know how long the ke would remain there. An did know the name of the ke: Guanelzia.
Guanelzia had been in the list of gods I’d read over in Abbie’s ‘welcome to a magical world’ packet of introductory cy tablets, but little information was avaible. Since it was a god, there was no way we could safely touch it, I knew that much for sure. A boat maybe, but falling into the god would be deadly.
I was secretly hopeful that just applied to sick gods. There was literally nothing else to do but try to go over it.
After breakfast was packing up camp, then getting on the road. We had a ways to go before Tara would find her Nakamamon to bond.
This is Christopher not being envious at all, not being impatient to get to the good part.
