Asher was in manacles again. Not the fun kind. Without Tiff there he didn’t feel like the dungeon was too kinky. The stench of shit and death was in the air. The jail cell was dark. His arms and legs secured to the wall he waited for his visitors.
The king had ordered his death of course. Asher knocked everyone down that got too close. After more than 20 guards were at his feet Asher offered to surrender. His armor and weapon disappearing into his ring they tried to pry it from his fingers. Asher dented in more armor with his bare fists until they gave up.
He walked confidently to the dungeon. There were plenty of prisoners to keep him company. More than a few torture devices were used on other people throughout the damp hidy hole of the royals. Asher at least was left alone.
By dusk he received his first visitor. Escorted in by a guard his dad stayed out of the jail cell and whispered to him. A frown on his face he was back in the robes of the God-king priesthood.
“Did you really have to beat up a bunch of people?” His dad asked as the guard left.
“They were threatening Tiff,” he said. His dad frowned but nodded. “Besides, I got bored of going slow. We’ve been here 13 days. And I’ve killed one thing for experience. We need to move things along.”
“What’s the plan?” Bishop asked.
“You first, anything good on Batman?”
“I made contact with his people. They promised a meeting within the next week. Carl is their best assassin. Laying low after you scared him off. But he checks in. Should be expecting a new plan from me,” he said. “Meet the others?”
“I did,” Asher admitted. “I’ll plan to break out of here tonight. I’ll get Tiff and Atty. Think you can sneak away to get Vincent and Ming? As a holy man they’ll probably welcome you with open arms.”
“How do you think I should awaken them?”
“They’re low level currently. Beat them up,” he said. “I’ll get Keera and Nadir after Tiff and Atty are free.”
“What about Abby?”
“She will be coming to me soon enough. I could be wrong, but she will want to know my secrets more now. If not I’ll break out soon and awaken her first,” Asher said.
His dad thought for a bit. “Need help?” Asher laughed but shook his head. “What’s our long term goal?”
“Slap some sense into these people,” Asher admitted. “Let’s get the team back together. We are all double the levels of most everyone here. I think the System strategically moved us to places of power to ease the transition. Except for me. Gave me a crap job.” They talked a few more logistics and his father left.
It took another hour for Abby to come to him. She sneered at him from outside the jail cell. He coated her face in Pheromones. She began to breathe heavily.
“How did you beat the Abomination?” She eventually asked. She still had the desire for strength. He could tell.
Asher cast Mesmerizing Gaze. Mana poured out of him directly into her mind. “Open the door and I’ll tell you.” Her eyes took on a distant stare as she robotically unlocked the door and twisted. “Shut the door,” he ordered. She did so.
Cycling mana through his body he pulled on the black iron manacles. His Mesmerizing skill ending she woke up as he broke through with ease. Her eyes widened staring at him. In an instant he was upon her. Asher’s fist slammed into her diaphragm.
Breath expelled out forcefully she began to cough. Asher took her helm and flung it to the side. Her hair free he gripped it hard and lifted her. She still coughed.
“You’re weak,” he said. He slapped her fist away as she tried to hit him. “A weak little girl.” He had a sadistic smile on as he punched her in the gut. She gritted her teeth as tears rolled down her eyes.
“The Abby I know is much stronger. Let’s see if we can bring her out.” He slammed into her hard and fast. Her body flying to the filth covered wall she sputtered. Unable to fight him she tried to yell but he was upon her again.
Kicking lightly she hit the wall hard again. “Come on Abby,” he said in her ear. “Wake up. You’ll never kill Krillin at this rate.” A light appeared in her eyes but he smacked her again before he could stop himself.
“Mother fucker!” She yelled. Kicking his feet out from under him. “That hurt!” A Ki blast hit him in the chest, throwing him back. Asher skidded to a halt before he hit the wall. Abby breathed heavily on all 4s. Slowly she stood up. “You fucking dick!” She yelled. He thought there was a slight blue tint to her eyes from the rage.
“Hey,” he said. “You’re lucky I didn’t have to use any of my sexy skills.” If this hadn’t worked he would have.
“You wouldn’t,” she said, actually scared.
“Luckily a beat down is your love language,” Asher said.
“Beat down? I was low level,” she said.
“You think it would have been different at your new level?” He asked.
“I do,” she said, cracking her knuckles.
Asher laughed. It had been a long time since their last fight. “Let’s postpone that. We have work to do.” She rolled her eyes but nodded. “You wouldn’t happen to know where Nadir and Keera are?” He asked. She shook her head. “Profession District. You should know the area well enough to find them with Mana Sense. Here’s the plan…”
—-
There was a small barred window for some airflow in the dungeon. Asher pulled the bars out easily. Abby left the way she came and was off to the Profession District.
Casting Cleanliness as soon as he stepped out he made his way through the Royal District. Now in his armor no one bothered him. He walked through the paths of the district until he came to a wall. With a kick he was on top of it. Looking around his past memories knew the city like the back of his hand. The Mage District was the West most one. He leapt into the horde of the Gone then was on another wall. There were a couple of Abominations, but he ignored them for now.
There were only a few guards on the district's walls. He dodged them easily. The place smelled as he expected. Death and shit. He tried to ignore the sad looks of those around him. Casting Mana Sense he felt for the familiar signature of the girls.
He was stopped as he caught a faint trace of mana down an alley. With a curse he headed down it. What he found was a family of 3. A mother, newborn son, and small girl. Only the girl was left alive.
Mumbling under his breath he pulled out his sword. Stabbing into the soil he started using it like a shovel. Putting the mother and son in he buried them right there in the alley. Casting Healing Touch he used it on the girl. A part of him knew that they weren’t real, but he didn’t care. It reminded him too much of this world's Ashers past.
The girl began to stir. He poured some water into her mouth. She was only about 5 years old. Dirt covered her. He cast Cleanliness as her mouth unconsciously swallowed the water. More Healing Touch leaked into her and she began to awaken.
She looked into his eyes slowly. In the dark alley she couldn’t see well, but she stood up. Her stomach grumbled. Asher handed her a chicken leg. The smell made her instinctually grab the food and begin to chow down. Her stomach cramped when the food hit her stomach. She ate through the pain.
Asher moved to pick her up. The small girl moved away quickly. Her large eyes darted looking for her family. He pointed to the large pile of dirt beside them. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner,” he said. A tear rolled down her cheek. “Let’s get you more food.” Asher extended his hand. She still looked at him hesitantly. He didn’t blame her. “Do you have any other family?” He asked. She shook her head.
“Let’s find you some,” he said and walked away. Extending his Sense he felt her chase him when he left the alley. He waited for her. Pulling out some m & ms he handed them to her. “Where are the local reps?” He asked. She shrugged. Cautiously accepting the candy she quickly shoved the rest in her mouth.
Asher headed to the largest building in the area. She followed. He passed her a gum ball and she munched on it quietly. She had been through a lot, and probably had some major trauma. Right now some sweets were the least he could do. He handed her another chicken leg. She soon had a half eaten gum ball in one hand and munching on a chicken leg with the other.
They came up to the highest tower in the area and her presence appeared in his Mana Sense. Near the top of the tower he noticed guards on the bottom. He didn’t want to fight his way up.
Reaching down he lifted the small girl up. “Ready to fly?” He asked. Without waiting for an answer he jumped up. She didn’t scream, but her eyes widened as they soared straight through the air. His feet landed on a wood balcony. He cast ID.
Deacia
Human
Level —-
She was too young for a status screen or level. He doubted anyone not a royal had last names. Since his level and ID skill were so high he could now see names of much lower levels. If she did have a System he expected he could see it. Joan was able to see his System all that time ago because her ID level was so high.
“Shh,” Asher said, opening the door of the balcony. He didn’t set her down. She started eating again. He chuckled. They were in some bedroom. He could feel Tiff and Atty not too far off.
Stepping into the hall he made his way toward them. When he was sure they were in the room beside him he turned a corner to see a door with a guard outside. He set Deacia down and slid over to the guard. Knocking him out he set the man down slowly.
He beckoned the small girl over, she followed. In rags and without shoes on she scampered cutely. She still hadn’t spoken. The chicken leg was just bones but she gnawed at it. “Finish your gum, and you can have another,” he promised. He doubted she could fit much more in a starved stomach, but she began chewing the gum again.
Asher cracked the door open slowly. He looked inside. Every rep that was at the castle earlier was there.
“We are fucked!” Tiff yelled.
“This was your plan,” a man said. She sneered.
“Our plan,” she corrected. “They haven’t done anything for us. They need to die.”
“Now we are going to die,” a new woman said. No one denied it.
“How long do we have?” Atalanta asked.
“They just need to wait until we starve,” Tiff said. “They’ll probably try to call back the few guards they sent.” People cursed around the table they were on.
“Should we try again?” A person asked. Asher thought it best to barge in.
Kicking the doors open the group of 10 cursed and turned to him. They recognized him. All of them began channeling mana. Asher smirked.
“I give your attempt a 7 out of 10,” he announced. “If I hadn’t been there you might have got the king himself.”
“Until you fucked it up!” Atty yelled. She sneered at him, a part of him had missed her sneers. He gave her a wink.
“I came across this girl on my way here,” Asher said, pointing to Deacia. “She was on death's door. No one in this district cared or noticed.” He bent down looking in the orphan’s eyes. Casting Mesmerizing Gaze he ordered, “sleep.” Her eyes drooped. She slowly fell to the ground as he grabbed her. Picking her up he set her on a chair. No cares in the world.
“She was being clung onto by her dead mother and brother,” he said.
“Many have starved,” a woman said.
“And you blame the nobles for this problem? This is your district. Worry about yourself before looking to kill some stupid royals. Killing should be your last resort.” He looked around. They had words they wanted to say but he could tell they were scared of him. None could see his level.
He studied Tiffany. He knew what she needed. There were 4 women in the room and 6 men. Asher moved quickly and knocked out the men. They cursed and tried to attack, but nothing came of it. Asher felt a weak psychic attack but ignored the assault.
“What do you want?” Tiff said, staring at him. He began to walk toward her as he raised his pheromones. They were soon at 100%, filling the nostrils of the women around him.
“You,” he said with a slight smile. “I’ve missed my wife.” She gulped as he walked at her. Atty sliced her long dagger at him. He slapped it away and grabbed her neck. “Bad Atty,” he said, slapping her ass. She let out a very turned on groan and blushed. He held her in his hands as he walked back to Tiff. Mind mana poured out of her. Such a low level, it was too weak to cause more than a minor headache.
“What do you want?!” She asked again. She backed up into a table.
“You,” he said. Atty struggled in his hand. She kicked his hard armor and cursed him. Asher regretted bringing Deacia. He could have used Sex Bomb if she wasn’t there. He focused his Pheromones on Tiff and Atty’s faces. They soon came. Shaking hard he didn’t let up. His hand coated in Casanova as he gripped Atty’s neck. His other hand brushed across Tiff’s neck. They came again together. Both were in skirts, Tiff’s was soaked. He didn’t let up.
“You there yet babe?” Asher asked. Fear was in her eyes as she stared at him. He grabbed her hand to show the ring he bought her. “I'm surprised you could forget this.” He showed her the ring. His own was right next to it. Slowly the light appeared in her eyes.
He let go of her hand as he set Atty down. Atty wasn’t all the way there so he grabbed the front of her shirt so she didn’t run.
Suddenly Tiff was jumping on him. Kissing his face she humped into him as her legs wrapped around him. “Bedroom!” She commanded. Mind Mana left her and blasted a hole in the wall behind her. He left as they stepped through the hole. Dragging Atty along, Asher blindly walked them to the bedroom he arrived in.
At the foot of the bed he focused pheromones on Atalanta making her cum hard. She dropped to the floor as he and Tiff’s clothes disappeared.
“You’re supposed to wake me up with a kiss,” she whined. She looked down between them as she guided her pussy to his dick.
“I thought you’d rather I make you cum to break the spell,” he said. She laughed as she groaned.
“Damn I was pissed at you,” she said. Her hips rocking into him. “We were ready for a suicide mission.”
He laughed. “It was one,” he said. “But I’m proud you tried.”
“Why’d you stop us?” She asked. Her speed increased. She pulled away and slammed back into him. Her wet pussy dripped as the slapping noises became louder.
“Not sure if it’s the right answer. They’re dumb and scared. Besides, with all of us we can kick their asses with ease.”
She laughed. He coated her in Pheromones as he moved his hands from her back to her hips. He pulled her into him faster. They moaned as one. His legs shook as her body did the same. They came together. She sighed as her head rested on his shoulder.
“This world is all kinds of fucked,” she said.
He nodded. “Let’s fix it.” They heard the familiar sound of Atty gasping. They both turned to see her playing with herself from the floor. “All there now Atty?”
She blushed but nodded as she got up on unsteady legs. Tiff and Asher noticed the other 2 conscious women at the door. “Either join or shut the damn door!” Tiff yelled. They blushed but opted to shut the door. “Damn, that one on the right was hot.”
He laughed. “We need your twin,” Asher said to Atty. She nodded as mana surrounded her. She stepped out of herself.
“When can we expect triplets?” Tiff asked.
Atalanta shyly smiled. “Soon I think,” she admitted. The woman had been using the skill whenever they were together. He thought 3 of her at once sounded hot.
Tiff pulled herself off of him. His cum leaked down her thighs. “You ruined our plans, husband,” she said, moving to the bed. She pulled the Atty twin with her. “You must be punished.”
“Yes dear. How can I repent for my actions?” He asked. Atty and Tiff began to kiss.
“You have to watch for a bit while we decide,” she said. The girls began to rotate as they moved to 69. Tiff on bottom her breasts ballooned out to be massive. Atty hungrily licked the Ambrosia cum from her pussy as Tiff's long tongue entered Atty.
His dick hardened as they moaned and groped. He pictured what he wanted to do to them. Tiff read his mind easily. Neither spoke. They quickly came and continued their work. Never leaving the other's pussy. Asher groaned. He wanted to join them.
Eventually they separated. Both girls turned to face him. “What do you want, Atty dearest?” Tiff asked. Asher had an idea she already knew. They most likely had a conversation while they ate one another out.
“I want you to fuck me unconscious and keep going until I beg you to stop,” Atty said.
“Both of you?” Asher asked, looking at their voyeur. Atty nodded. Asher walked over and picked up the twin. She wrapped her legs around him as he walked them back to the bed. “And you wifey?”
She smirked at him. “I want you to not cum,” she said. He looked at her shocked. “This is punishment, husband. You should know to never interfere with our plans again. Also it has been some time since you raised my multiplier. Like our first night I challenged you to make me cum as much as possible without you cumming. I want you to beat the score.”
“And how many times do I have to make you cum?” He asked. She continued to smirk. He knew he wouldn’t get an answer.
“No cumming with our Atty and Lanta either,” Tiff said. Asher nodded sadly. He got to work. Laying the clones next to one another he stuck his middle fingers inside their drenched pussies. Curving them up he hit their G Spots. Using Casanova on his fingertips they were quickly moaning as the twins grabbed their tits as one.
“You’re my dirty whores aren’t you?” Tiff said hotly between them. Whispering in their ears they nodded. “Who knew a virgin would turn into our little slut.” The girls came as one. They groaned as he added his ring finger in them. He began to finger them harder. They shared orgasms but they had practiced enough to not pass out from the double strength. He sped up.
Tiff began to lick and nibble one’s neck as her hand coated in nerve control grabbed the other's boob. They shook as one. Both moaning. “There’s trillions of people watching you get off,” Tiff said between nibbles. “My sluts like that. Don’t you?” They didn’t answer. “When we get back to Earth I’ll have to leak some of the dirty things you’ve done with my husband and I.” The twins shook harder. Their eyes closed. Asher turned his hands and stuck a pinky in their asses. They groaned. “When you make a triplet I want one of you licking my ass. The other in my pussy. And the last playing with herself while I watch. I’ll make Asher film it all.”
The girls screamed as they came hard. They didn’t squirt but 3 orgasms in a row was their limit. Their eyes closed as their hips raised as one. Screaming louder, Asher could feel their inner muscles shaking in a strong orgasm. Then as one they passed out.
“Fuck you’re good,” Asher said. His dick was rock hard after hearing her dirty talk.
“You will be talking dirty to me,” she said. “An added punishment.”
“How dirty?” He asked hesitantly. She usually gave him a pass because she knew he wasn’t as good at it.
“Fucking filthy,” she said. “I want you saying pussy and cunt and every word you don’t like to use.”
“Can’t I just say I’m sorry?” He asked. He got on the bed and moved closer to her. He put on his best puppy dog look.
“You can. But you still need punishment,” she said, moving up to him. Her drenched pussy was soon over top his hard dick. “No messing up my plans. Ever. Even mind controlled me. You have to trust me.”
He nodded. “I trust you with my life,” he said truthfully. “But sometimes even I get lost, and need a talking to.” Not everyone was 100% all the time. Like when he came out of his Roktai trial. He could have done some bad things without realizing it.
She nodded slowly after reading his mind. “A safe word then. If you think I’m going too far you say it, and I’ll try to snap out of it.”
“Fair enough,” he said. Picking her up she opened her legs as he entered her. His dick grew to poke out of her abs. She groaned and slowly lowered her head to the mattress. Her hips high up she was basically upside down. Her eyes focused on the bulge in her. “What should our safe word be?”
“Tiffany Titty Fucking Tyler,” she said as he thrust hard into her.
He frowned. “No, that’s my new favorite curse,” he said, moving quickly in her. She laughed and groaned. “Tiffany Titty Fucking Whitmore instead.”
He looked down at her. She smiled and nodded. “Less sappy shit. More making me cum and you not cum,” she said. He sped up casting Casanova in his dick.” Tiff squirted on his abs as he held back his orgasm. He needed to up his game. With too high of a Libido he could cum and keep going. He dropped his Libido down to 10.
“I want my dirty talk, my breeding stud,” she said.
He nodded. “Your tight cunt is only good for one thing. Taking in my seed.” She nodded as he dropped her down to the bed and began pounding into her. His hands holding hers to the bed he moved to the full-height of a push-up. His large dick head was still inside her. She stared at the massive shaft outside of her.
He slammed into her hard. She moaned as he more than filled her back up. “Your pussy will only take my cock. You’re my fucking whore.” He said. She gasped and nodded. Her eyes never leaving his dick as he pulled in and out all the way. “I’ll move to your tight ass next. Cumming deep in your bowels.” Her chest shook as she came hard. Enormous breasts became bigger. He used pure Casanova in his dick as he didn’t stop.
“That’s it. Make your tits bigger. I need something to look at when I talk to you. I can only picture your O face when I see you. I’ve made you cum so many times that you can’t fight it.” She came again. He growled a Sex Bomb at her. She came harder. He was getting into it now. His 15 inch dick exited to the glans then slammed back in to poke out of her.
“You need all these women to please me,” he said. “I could fuck your from morning until night. Use you like the slut you are. Fill every hole with my cum. That would be your only food and you’d beg me for it wouldn’t you?”
“Yes!” She gasped cumming again. Holy fuck he was turned on.
“You’d beg me to bring in more girls,” he said. “I’d only let you taste my dick by licking their pussies clean. You’re so addicted to it. You make a Dion look like a blushing maiden.” She groaned. He did another Sex Bomb. She squirted hard again as his lower half just pounded.
“You’re my sex goddess because I’ll get so strong it would break you if you didn’t become stronger,” he said. “Do you like knowing I only use a few skills? If I used them all you’d become even more hungry for my cock.”
She came. Her eyes at the back of her head as her body was covered in sweat. “Since your only reason to have a cunt is for me to drop my load in I’ll have to start calling you my cum dumpster. You’ll beg for it until you pass out. You’ll attack it after I drop a load in someone else. Because you’re such a desperate whore for my dick.” She breathed heavily. She appeared to like what he was saying.
“Say it!” He barked.
“I’m your whore,” she said. “Please master. Fill my holes. I only crave you. I need it now.”
“Tighten that cunt of yours,” he ordered. She did. Squeezing him hard. He struggled to slam in as quickly. She came from the slower thrust.
“You’re my cum dumpster. All 3 holes need to be filled or else you don’t have a purpose,” he said. She nodded. His dick began to vibrate with Casanova. She screamed. Her kegels loosening as he picked up speed again. “Say it,” he growled a Sex Bomb. Casanova, his ever lengthening and thickening dick, and Sex Bomb were too much for her. She shook and squirted harder than ever. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she passed out.
Asher was challenged. He never stopped fucking her after she passed out. He leaned over her. His mouth next to her ear. He growled sex bomb. She came again while blacked out. He pounded harder. He growled again. She came once more. No squirting. Just her muscles tightening and relaxing.
He felt her start to stir awake. “I wasn’t done,” he growled.
“Sensitive,” she moaned. Her legs wrapped around him. He wasn’t able to move in or out. She wanted this so he made his dick lengthen and shrink inside. Fucking her. “Asher Titty fucking Whitmore,” she groaned. She shook in another orgasm. “I give. You win. High score. High five.”
Asher laughed as he stopped. “Can I cum now?”
She nodded latched to his chest. He came hard in her. She groaned happily as he did. “I fucking love you,” she said. Her body was shaking in excitement rather than an orgasm.
“I love you,” he said. “I hope my words weren’t too…”
“Hot as shit?” She said with a laugh. Never moving away from squeezing her body against his. “You shall do that more,” she commanded.
He did admit it was kind of fun. He may have been a little long winded, but he still wasn’t the best at them. “Am I forgiven?”
She nodded. “For now. But you must fuck my mouth. Then my ass and dirty talk the whole time.” He laughed pulling out. “Holy fuck my pussy is sore,” she said. He cast Healing Touch in it. They got up to see Atty behind them. The clones were playing with one another as they watched. “Atty come kiss it make it better,” she said. Straddling one of their heads she made Asher move to where she could blow him. She began moving her face up and down on his dick. He poured Casanova in his glans. She sputtered and came.
Atty moaned happily from between her legs. The other one moved to between her ass cheeks. Spreading them wide she began loosening up Tiff’s ass.
Tiff moaned and came hard as all 3 holes were used. Asher grabbed the back of her head and started humping into her to facefuck her. Her eyes crossed as her entire body shook. “This is all you’re good for,” Asher said. She nodded her head. “You’re our toy to make cum again and again. You loved being used, don’t you?” She sputtered and shook more.
—-
Asher stepped into the large warehouse. It was in the Religion District. One of many places that hid the store of food. He heard voices inside and slowly walked closer.
“Finally!” Abby exclaimed. “What took you?”
Asher set Atty and Tiff on a large crate. They were passed out. “They were harder to break out of the spell than I thought,” he said. Abby rolled her eyes.
“Sure,” she said unconvinced. His dad wordlessly healed and refreshed the girls.
“More,” Tiff whispered. She slowly woke up and before she could latch onto him he moved away to show her the others. She deflated seeing them. “Responsibility now?” She pouted. Asher nodded. She groaned but got up. She helped Atty up as well.
“No issues?” Asher asked, looking around. He thought they were missing one, but he remembered his mom was back home.
“Don’t think so,” Nadir said. “Where’s Batman?”
“He is the head of the Assassins Guild or something. Basically rolled a 20 on his backstory for this one. I’ll focus on finding him. In the meantime let’s piss off some nobles and get people food,” Asher said. They quickly began robbing the warehouses for all they were worth.
Asher was in manacles again. Not the fun kind. Without Tiff there he didn’t feel like the dungeon was too kinky. The stench of shit and death was in the air. The jail cell was dark. His arms and legs secured to the wall he waited for his visitors.
The king had ordered his death of course. Asher knocked everyone down that got too close. After more than 20 guards were at his feet Asher offered to surrender. His armor and weapon disappearing into his ring they tried to pry it from his fingers. Asher dented in more armor with his bare fists until they gave up.
He walked confidently to the dungeon. There were plenty of prisoners to keep him company. More than a few torture devices were used on other people throughout the damp hidy hole of the royals. Asher at least was left alone.
By dusk he received his first visitor. Escorted in by a guard his dad stayed out of the jail cell and whispered to him. A frown on his face he was back in the robes of the God-king priesthood.
“Did you really have to beat up a bunch of people?” His dad asked as the guard left.
“They were threatening Tiff,” he said. His dad frowned but nodded. “Besides, I got bored of going slow. We’ve been here 13 days. And I’ve killed one thing for experience. We need to move things along.”
“What’s the plan?” Bishop asked.
“You first, anything good on Batman?”
“I made contact with his people. They promised a meeting within the next week. Carl is their best assassin. Laying low after you scared him off. But he checks in. Should be expecting a new plan from me,” he said. “Meet the others?”
“I did,” Asher admitted. “I’ll plan to break out of here tonight. I’ll get Tiff and Atty. Think you can sneak away to get Vincent and Ming? As a holy man they’ll probably welcome you with open arms.”
“How do you think I should awaken them?”
“They’re low level currently. Beat them up,” he said. “I’ll get Keera and Nadir after Tiff and Atty are free.”
“What about Abby?”
“She will be coming to me soon enough. I could be wrong, but she will want to know my secrets more now. If not I’ll break out soon and awaken her first,” Asher said.
His dad thought for a bit. “Need help?” Asher laughed but shook his head. “What’s our long term goal?”
“Slap some sense into these people,” Asher admitted. “Let’s get the team back together. We are all double the levels of most everyone here. I think the System strategically moved us to places of power to ease the transition. Except for me. Gave me a crap job.” They talked a few more logistics and his father left.
It took another hour for Abby to come to him. She sneered at him from outside the jail cell. He coated her face in Pheromones. She began to breathe heavily.
“How did you beat the Abomination?” She eventually asked. She still had the desire for strength. He could tell.
Asher cast Mesmerizing Gaze. Mana poured out of him directly into her mind. “Open the door and I’ll tell you.” Her eyes took on a distant stare as she robotically unlocked the door and twisted. “Shut the door,” he ordered. She did so.
Cycling mana through his body he pulled on the black iron manacles. His Mesmerizing skill ending she woke up as he broke through with ease. Her eyes widened staring at him. In an instant he was upon her. Asher’s fist slammed into her diaphragm.
Breath expelled out forcefully she began to cough. Asher took her helm and flung it to the side. Her hair free he gripped it hard and lifted her. She still coughed.
“You’re weak,” he said. He slapped her fist away as she tried to hit him. “A weak little girl.” He had a sadistic smile on as he punched her in the gut. She gritted her teeth as tears rolled down her eyes.
“The Abby I know is much stronger. Let’s see if we can bring her out.” He slammed into her hard and fast. Her body flying to the filth covered wall she sputtered. Unable to fight him she tried to yell but he was upon her again.
Kicking lightly she hit the wall hard again. “Come on Abby,” he said in her ear. “Wake up. You’ll never kill Krillin at this rate.” A light appeared in her eyes but he smacked her again before he could stop himself.
“Mother fucker!” She yelled. Kicking his feet out from under him. “That hurt!” A Ki blast hit him in the chest, throwing him back. Asher skidded to a halt before he hit the wall. Abby breathed heavily on all 4s. Slowly she stood up. “You fucking dick!” She yelled. He thought there was a slight blue tint to her eyes from the rage.
“Hey,” he said. “You’re lucky I didn’t have to use any of my sexy skills.” If this hadn’t worked he would have.
“You wouldn’t,” she said, actually scared.
“Luckily a beat down is your love language,” Asher said.
“Beat down? I was low level,” she said.
“You think it would have been different at your new level?” He asked.
“I do,” she said, cracking her knuckles.
Asher laughed. It had been a long time since their last fight. “Let’s postpone that. We have work to do.” She rolled her eyes but nodded. “You wouldn’t happen to know where Nadir and Keera are?” He asked. She shook her head. “Profession District. You should know the area well enough to find them with Mana Sense. Here’s the plan…”
—-
There was a small barred window for some airflow in the dungeon. Asher pulled the bars out easily. Abby left the way she came and was off to the Profession District.
Casting Cleanliness as soon as he stepped out he made his way through the Royal District. Now in his armor no one bothered him. He walked through the paths of the district until he came to a wall. With a kick he was on top of it. Looking around his past memories knew the city like the back of his hand. The Mage District was the West most one. He leapt into the horde of the Gone then was on another wall. There were a couple of Abominations, but he ignored them for now.
There were only a few guards on the district's walls. He dodged them easily. The place smelled as he expected. Death and shit. He tried to ignore the sad looks of those around him. Casting Mana Sense he felt for the familiar signature of the girls.
He was stopped as he caught a faint trace of mana down an alley. With a curse he headed down it. What he found was a family of 3. A mother, newborn son, and small girl. Only the girl was left alive.
Mumbling under his breath he pulled out his sword. Stabbing into the soil he started using it like a shovel. Putting the mother and son in he buried them right there in the alley. Casting Healing Touch he used it on the girl. A part of him knew that they weren’t real, but he didn’t care. It reminded him too much of this world's Ashers past.
The girl began to stir. He poured some water into her mouth. She was only about 5 years old. Dirt covered her. He cast Cleanliness as her mouth unconsciously swallowed the water. More Healing Touch leaked into her and she began to awaken.
She looked into his eyes slowly. In the dark alley she couldn’t see well, but she stood up. Her stomach grumbled. Asher handed her a chicken leg. The smell made her instinctually grab the food and begin to chow down. Her stomach cramped when the food hit her stomach. She ate through the pain.
Asher moved to pick her up. The small girl moved away quickly. Her large eyes darted looking for her family. He pointed to the large pile of dirt beside them. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner,” he said. A tear rolled down her cheek. “Let’s get you more food.” Asher extended his hand. She still looked at him hesitantly. He didn’t blame her. “Do you have any other family?” He asked. She shook her head.
“Let’s find you some,” he said and walked away. Extending his Sense he felt her chase him when he left the alley. He waited for her. Pulling out some m & ms he handed them to her. “Where are the local reps?” He asked. She shrugged. Cautiously accepting the candy she quickly shoved the rest in her mouth.
Asher headed to the largest building in the area. She followed. He passed her a gum ball and she munched on it quietly. She had been through a lot, and probably had some major trauma. Right now some sweets were the least he could do. He handed her another chicken leg. She soon had a half eaten gum ball in one hand and munching on a chicken leg with the other.
They came up to the highest tower in the area and her presence appeared in his Mana Sense. Near the top of the tower he noticed guards on the bottom. He didn’t want to fight his way up.
Reaching down he lifted the small girl up. “Ready to fly?” He asked. Without waiting for an answer he jumped up. She didn’t scream, but her eyes widened as they soared straight through the air. His feet landed on a wood balcony. He cast ID.
Deacia
Human
Level —-
She was too young for a status screen or level. He doubted anyone not a royal had last names. Since his level and ID skill were so high he could now see names of much lower levels. If she did have a System he expected he could see it. Joan was able to see his System all that time ago because her ID level was so high.
“Shh,” Asher said, opening the door of the balcony. He didn’t set her down. She started eating again. He chuckled. They were in some bedroom. He could feel Tiff and Atty not too far off.
Stepping into the hall he made his way toward them. When he was sure they were in the room beside him he turned a corner to see a door with a guard outside. He set Deacia down and slid over to the guard. Knocking him out he set the man down slowly.
He beckoned the small girl over, she followed. In rags and without shoes on she scampered cutely. She still hadn’t spoken. The chicken leg was just bones but she gnawed at it. “Finish your gum, and you can have another,” he promised. He doubted she could fit much more in a starved stomach, but she began chewing the gum again.
Asher cracked the door open slowly. He looked inside. Every rep that was at the castle earlier was there.
“We are fucked!” Tiff yelled.
“This was your plan,” a man said. She sneered.
“Our plan,” she corrected. “They haven’t done anything for us. They need to die.”
“Now we are going to die,” a new woman said. No one denied it.
“How long do we have?” Atalanta asked.
“They just need to wait until we starve,” Tiff said. “They’ll probably try to call back the few guards they sent.” People cursed around the table they were on.
“Should we try again?” A person asked. Asher thought it best to barge in.
Kicking the doors open the group of 10 cursed and turned to him. They recognized him. All of them began channeling mana. Asher smirked.
“I give your attempt a 7 out of 10,” he announced. “If I hadn’t been there you might have got the king himself.”
“Until you fucked it up!” Atty yelled. She sneered at him, a part of him had missed her sneers. He gave her a wink.
“I came across this girl on my way here,” Asher said, pointing to Deacia. “She was on death's door. No one in this district cared or noticed.” He bent down looking in the orphan’s eyes. Casting Mesmerizing Gaze he ordered, “sleep.” Her eyes drooped. She slowly fell to the ground as he grabbed her. Picking her up he set her on a chair. No cares in the world.
“She was being clung onto by her dead mother and brother,” he said.
“Many have starved,” a woman said.
“And you blame the nobles for this problem? This is your district. Worry about yourself before looking to kill some stupid royals. Killing should be your last resort.” He looked around. They had words they wanted to say but he could tell they were scared of him. None could see his level.
He studied Tiffany. He knew what she needed. There were 4 women in the room and 6 men. Asher moved quickly and knocked out the men. They cursed and tried to attack, but nothing came of it. Asher felt a weak psychic attack but ignored the assault.
“What do you want?” Tiff said, staring at him. He began to walk toward her as he raised his pheromones. They were soon at 100%, filling the nostrils of the women around him.
“You,” he said with a slight smile. “I’ve missed my wife.” She gulped as he walked at her. Atty sliced her long dagger at him. He slapped it away and grabbed her neck. “Bad Atty,” he said, slapping her ass. She let out a very turned on groan and blushed. He held her in his hands as he walked back to Tiff. Mind mana poured out of her. Such a low level, it was too weak to cause more than a minor headache.
“What do you want?!” She asked again. She backed up into a table.
“You,” he said. Atty struggled in his hand. She kicked his hard armor and cursed him. Asher regretted bringing Deacia. He could have used Sex Bomb if she wasn’t there. He focused his Pheromones on Tiff and Atty’s faces. They soon came. Shaking hard he didn’t let up. His hand coated in Casanova as he gripped Atty’s neck. His other hand brushed across Tiff’s neck. They came again together. Both were in skirts, Tiff’s was soaked. He didn’t let up.
“You there yet babe?” Asher asked. Fear was in her eyes as she stared at him. He grabbed her hand to show the ring he bought her. “I'm surprised you could forget this.” He showed her the ring. His own was right next to it. Slowly the light appeared in her eyes.
He let go of her hand as he set Atty down. Atty wasn’t all the way there so he grabbed the front of her shirt so she didn’t run.
Suddenly Tiff was jumping on him. Kissing his face she humped into him as her legs wrapped around him. “Bedroom!” She commanded. Mind Mana left her and blasted a hole in the wall behind her. He left as they stepped through the hole. Dragging Atty along, Asher blindly walked them to the bedroom he arrived in.
At the foot of the bed he focused pheromones on Atalanta making her cum hard. She dropped to the floor as he and Tiff’s clothes disappeared.
“You’re supposed to wake me up with a kiss,” she whined. She looked down between them as she guided her pussy to his dick.
“I thought you’d rather I make you cum to break the spell,” he said. She laughed as she groaned.
“Damn I was pissed at you,” she said. Her hips rocking into him. “We were ready for a suicide mission.”
He laughed. “It was one,” he said. “But I’m proud you tried.”
“Why’d you stop us?” She asked. Her speed increased. She pulled away and slammed back into him. Her wet pussy dripped as the slapping noises became louder.
“Not sure if it’s the right answer. They’re dumb and scared. Besides, with all of us we can kick their asses with ease.”
She laughed. He coated her in Pheromones as he moved his hands from her back to her hips. He pulled her into him faster. They moaned as one. His legs shook as her body did the same. They came together. She sighed as her head rested on his shoulder.
“This world is all kinds of fucked,” she said.
He nodded. “Let’s fix it.” They heard the familiar sound of Atty gasping. They both turned to see her playing with herself from the floor. “All there now Atty?”
She blushed but nodded as she got up on unsteady legs. Tiff and Asher noticed the other 2 conscious women at the door. “Either join or shut the damn door!” Tiff yelled. They blushed but opted to shut the door. “Damn, that one on the right was hot.”
He laughed. “We need your twin,” Asher said to Atty. She nodded as mana surrounded her. She stepped out of herself.
“When can we expect triplets?” Tiff asked.
Atalanta shyly smiled. “Soon I think,” she admitted. The woman had been using the skill whenever they were together. He thought 3 of her at once sounded hot.
Tiff pulled herself off of him. His cum leaked down her thighs. “You ruined our plans, husband,” she said, moving to the bed. She pulled the Atty twin with her. “You must be punished.”
“Yes dear. How can I repent for my actions?” He asked. Atty and Tiff began to kiss.
“You have to watch for a bit while we decide,” she said. The girls began to rotate as they moved to 69. Tiff on bottom her breasts ballooned out to be massive. Atty hungrily licked the Ambrosia cum from her pussy as Tiff's long tongue entered Atty.
His dick hardened as they moaned and groped. He pictured what he wanted to do to them. Tiff read his mind easily. Neither spoke. They quickly came and continued their work. Never leaving the other's pussy. Asher groaned. He wanted to join them.
Eventually they separated. Both girls turned to face him. “What do you want, Atty dearest?” Tiff asked. Asher had an idea she already knew. They most likely had a conversation while they ate one another out.
“I want you to fuck me unconscious and keep going until I beg you to stop,” Atty said.
“Both of you?” Asher asked, looking at their voyeur. Atty nodded. Asher walked over and picked up the twin. She wrapped her legs around him as he walked them back to the bed. “And you wifey?”
She smirked at him. “I want you to not cum,” she said. He looked at her shocked. “This is punishment, husband. You should know to never interfere with our plans again. Also it has been some time since you raised my multiplier. Like our first night I challenged you to make me cum as much as possible without you cumming. I want you to beat the score.”
“And how many times do I have to make you cum?” He asked. She continued to smirk. He knew he wouldn’t get an answer.
“No cumming with our Atty and Lanta either,” Tiff said. Asher nodded sadly. He got to work. Laying the clones next to one another he stuck his middle fingers inside their drenched pussies. Curving them up he hit their G Spots. Using Casanova on his fingertips they were quickly moaning as the twins grabbed their tits as one.
“You’re my dirty whores aren’t you?” Tiff said hotly between them. Whispering in their ears they nodded. “Who knew a virgin would turn into our little slut.” The girls came as one. They groaned as he added his ring finger in them. He began to finger them harder. They shared orgasms but they had practiced enough to not pass out from the double strength. He sped up.
Tiff began to lick and nibble one’s neck as her hand coated in nerve control grabbed the other's boob. They shook as one. Both moaning. “There’s trillions of people watching you get off,” Tiff said between nibbles. “My sluts like that. Don’t you?” They didn’t answer. “When we get back to Earth I’ll have to leak some of the dirty things you’ve done with my husband and I.” The twins shook harder. Their eyes closed. Asher turned his hands and stuck a pinky in their asses. They groaned. “When you make a triplet I want one of you licking my ass. The other in my pussy. And the last playing with herself while I watch. I’ll make Asher film it all.”
The girls screamed as they came hard. They didn’t squirt but 3 orgasms in a row was their limit. Their eyes closed as their hips raised as one. Screaming louder, Asher could feel their inner muscles shaking in a strong orgasm. Then as one they passed out.
“Fuck you’re good,” Asher said. His dick was rock hard after hearing her dirty talk.
“You will be talking dirty to me,” she said. “An added punishment.”
“How dirty?” He asked hesitantly. She usually gave him a pass because she knew he wasn’t as good at it.
“Fucking filthy,” she said. “I want you saying pussy and cunt and every word you don’t like to use.”
“Can’t I just say I’m sorry?” He asked. He got on the bed and moved closer to her. He put on his best puppy dog look.
“You can. But you still need punishment,” she said, moving up to him. Her drenched pussy was soon over top his hard dick. “No messing up my plans. Ever. Even mind controlled me. You have to trust me.”
He nodded. “I trust you with my life,” he said truthfully. “But sometimes even I get lost, and need a talking to.” Not everyone was 100% all the time. Like when he came out of his Roktai trial. He could have done some bad things without realizing it.
She nodded slowly after reading his mind. “A safe word then. If you think I’m going too far you say it, and I’ll try to snap out of it.”
“Fair enough,” he said. Picking her up she opened her legs as he entered her. His dick grew to poke out of her abs. She groaned and slowly lowered her head to the mattress. Her hips high up she was basically upside down. Her eyes focused on the bulge in her. “What should our safe word be?”
“Tiffany Titty Fucking Tyler,” she said as he thrust hard into her.
He frowned. “No, that’s my new favorite curse,” he said, moving quickly in her. She laughed and groaned. “Tiffany Titty Fucking Whitmore instead.”
He looked down at her. She smiled and nodded. “Less sappy shit. More making me cum and you not cum,” she said. He sped up casting Casanova in his dick.” Tiff squirted on his abs as he held back his orgasm. He needed to up his game. With too high of a Libido he could cum and keep going. He dropped his Libido down to 10.
“I want my dirty talk, my breeding stud,” she said.
He nodded. “Your tight cunt is only good for one thing. Taking in my seed.” She nodded as he dropped her down to the bed and began pounding into her. His hands holding hers to the bed he moved to the full-height of a push-up. His large dick head was still inside her. She stared at the massive shaft outside of her.
He slammed into her hard. She moaned as he more than filled her back up. “Your pussy will only take my cock. You’re my fucking whore.” He said. She gasped and nodded. Her eyes never leaving his dick as he pulled in and out all the way. “I’ll move to your tight ass next. Cumming deep in your bowels.” Her chest shook as she came hard. Enormous breasts became bigger. He used pure Casanova in his dick as he didn’t stop.
“That’s it. Make your tits bigger. I need something to look at when I talk to you. I can only picture your O face when I see you. I’ve made you cum so many times that you can’t fight it.” She came again. He growled a Sex Bomb at her. She came harder. He was getting into it now. His 15 inch dick exited to the glans then slammed back in to poke out of her.
“You need all these women to please me,” he said. “I could fuck your from morning until night. Use you like the slut you are. Fill every hole with my cum. That would be your only food and you’d beg me for it wouldn’t you?”
“Yes!” She gasped cumming again. Holy fuck he was turned on.
“You’d beg me to bring in more girls,” he said. “I’d only let you taste my dick by licking their pussies clean. You’re so addicted to it. You make a Dion look like a blushing maiden.” She groaned. He did another Sex Bomb. She squirted hard again as his lower half just pounded.
“You’re my sex goddess because I’ll get so strong it would break you if you didn’t become stronger,” he said. “Do you like knowing I only use a few skills? If I used them all you’d become even more hungry for my cock.”
She came. Her eyes at the back of her head as her body was covered in sweat. “Since your only reason to have a cunt is for me to drop my load in I’ll have to start calling you my cum dumpster. You’ll beg for it until you pass out. You’ll attack it after I drop a load in someone else. Because you’re such a desperate whore for my dick.” She breathed heavily. She appeared to like what he was saying.
“Say it!” He barked.
“I’m your whore,” she said. “Please master. Fill my holes. I only crave you. I need it now.”
“Tighten that cunt of yours,” he ordered. She did. Squeezing him hard. He struggled to slam in as quickly. She came from the slower thrust.
“You’re my cum dumpster. All 3 holes need to be filled or else you don’t have a purpose,” he said. She nodded. His dick began to vibrate with Casanova. She screamed. Her kegels loosening as he picked up speed again. “Say it,” he growled a Sex Bomb. Casanova, his ever lengthening and thickening dick, and Sex Bomb were too much for her. She shook and squirted harder than ever. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she passed out.
Asher was challenged. He never stopped fucking her after she passed out. He leaned over her. His mouth next to her ear. He growled sex bomb. She came again while blacked out. He pounded harder. He growled again. She came once more. No squirting. Just her muscles tightening and relaxing.
He felt her start to stir awake. “I wasn’t done,” he growled.
“Sensitive,” she moaned. Her legs wrapped around him. He wasn’t able to move in or out. She wanted this so he made his dick lengthen and shrink inside. Fucking her. “Asher Titty fucking Whitmore,” she groaned. She shook in another orgasm. “I give. You win. High score. High five.”
Asher laughed as he stopped. “Can I cum now?”
She nodded latched to his chest. He came hard in her. She groaned happily as he did. “I fucking love you,” she said. Her body was shaking in excitement rather than an orgasm.
“I love you,” he said. “I hope my words weren’t too…”
“Hot as shit?” She said with a laugh. Never moving away from squeezing her body against his. “You shall do that more,” she commanded.
He did admit it was kind of fun. He may have been a little long winded, but he still wasn’t the best at them. “Am I forgiven?”
She nodded. “For now. But you must fuck my mouth. Then my ass and dirty talk the whole time.” He laughed pulling out. “Holy fuck my pussy is sore,” she said. He cast Healing Touch in it. They got up to see Atty behind them. The clones were playing with one another as they watched. “Atty come kiss it make it better,” she said. Straddling one of their heads she made Asher move to where she could blow him. She began moving her face up and down on his dick. He poured Casanova in his glans. She sputtered and came.
Atty moaned happily from between her legs. The other one moved to between her ass cheeks. Spreading them wide she began loosening up Tiff’s ass.
Tiff moaned and came hard as all 3 holes were used. Asher grabbed the back of her head and started humping into her to facefuck her. Her eyes crossed as her entire body shook. “This is all you’re good for,” Asher said. She nodded her head. “You’re our toy to make cum again and again. You loved being used, don’t you?” She sputtered and shook more.
—-
Asher stepped into the large warehouse. It was in the Religion District. One of many places that hid the store of food. He heard voices inside and slowly walked closer.
“Finally!” Abby exclaimed. “What took you?”
Asher set Atty and Tiff on a large crate. They were passed out. “They were harder to break out of the spell than I thought,” he said. Abby rolled her eyes.
“Sure,” she said unconvinced. His dad wordlessly healed and refreshed the girls.
“More,” Tiff whispered. She slowly woke up and before she could latch onto him he moved away to show her the others. She deflated seeing them. “Responsibility now?” She pouted. Asher nodded. She groaned but got up. She helped Atty up as well.
“No issues?” Asher asked, looking around. He thought they were missing one, but he remembered his mom was back home.
“Don’t think so,” Nadir said. “Where’s Batman?”
“He is the head of the Assassins Guild or something. Basically rolled a 20 on his backstory for this one. I’ll focus on finding him. In the meantime let’s piss off some nobles and get people food,” Asher said. They quickly began robbing the warehouses for all they were worth.
