Breaking a Player Character
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[I]For a while, you thought he betrayed you and your party on your way to the capital. [/I]
His bag heavy with loot to be appraised, most of the gold earnings in his pocket, and even the portal scroll at the ready… But no, he disappeared.
And yet, here he is.
“Hey dude, wanna have a good time?" he asks, his voice higher pitched than before. His painted lips are smacking together and twisting in what should be a demure smile as he's lifting that “skirt", pulling on the faint pink fabric. Right from under, his shaft grows and throbs with blood, taking a slightly purple coloration due to the blue luminaries around the capital.
He flaunts you his goods, whether those condom dangling from his piercings nipples or his slutty skirt. But rather than showing you his asshole, much like the many whores in the red district, he's presenting you his flared cock, his fingers playing with his corona and then, pulling on his vertically split urethra to pull on the cum-oozed orifice.
“Don't be shy, I can take it."
[I]You ask him if he remembers you.
[/I]For a moment, the old mage ponders. He groans, shakes his head… And then smile.
“No? We used to work together? You know, before I changed my class, I used to work with many parties. But Master told me I didn't need to do that anymore. Sorry, if I stole from you, but Master wanted it to," says the Crocodile, his voice suave. “You know what? You can even have my last run for half the price."
As he says that, you cannot stop hearing that squelching sound from his fingering urethra, of those fingers digging in and out, scooping out that still-warm cum out of his hole.
But as he does that, he seems to smile, tremble, and quiver… Even his enormous testicles, one his skirt couldn't even conceal, are taut by moments.
[I]You scoff. But you do not move away. Instead, you ask him about his master.
[/I]“Master? Oh. He's the one who taught me how to be a good Whore. He saw I was a high-level mage wanting some gold, but it is not a good job. Whoring? It's so efficient. My bank is so full of gold. Even if I must share everything with Master, or he'll punish me."
Even though he says that, the way the Crocodile bites his lips and fingers himself, or leans against the wall, tells you he wants it.
[I]Dubious, you point at the piercings, the condoms, the skirt, and even the tattoo on his balls.
[/I]“Yeah, it's to fix my character. I put everything in intelligence like the idiot slut I am. It skewed my stats a bad way… My piercings are taking all those idiotic points and putting them back where they should be. Maybe I could hook you up with Master. He has more piercings to fix people. And he always need more whores."
Then he looks at the condoms.
“Them? They're my snacks. I can pop one open to recover my stamina and health. It's so good, it tastes way better than anything you can cook. Nothing beats that, not even health potions."
[I]You frown and grimace, imagining that slutty Crocodile opening one of those condoms to slurp its content.
[/I]“What? I tell you. Well. I might have earned a cum addiction debuff. But I assure you, it's so great. I wish more players knew about that trick. I tried to tell that on the official forums, but I got banned."
He leans back, inserting two fingers inside his urethra while another slips behind his scrotum, teasing his other hole.
“But don't worry, nobody will bother you here. They know how condoms are the best potions. The higher the cum quality, the better," he adds with a wink.
[I]Still, you remain dubious. Especially at the mention of being banned.
[/I]“Well. It wasn't banned… for that? Not only," explains the Crocodile, ashamed and closing his eyes for a second.
“Master told me I had to advertise for our clan on the forum with some videos. I had a lot of visitors, but the GMs kicked me out of the board. Hey, you wouldn't do some advertising for me? I'll even let you have the last ride for free!"
[I]Even though you have a distaste for the request, you are curious about what's the last ride.[/I]
“What? You don't know what's a last ride? Seriously?" he asks, pointing his nuts. But in the absence of a proper answer from you, the Crocodile shakes his head and smiles.
“Check your options. Accept the modded content in gameplay, under security. And you'll see! It's perfectly safe. Nobody deactivates it here."
[I]Still, you doubt. But the curiosity gets you to activate the modded content and glance at your former Mage.[/I]
[B]* Kiart – Class: [S]Mage[/S] Whore
* Gender: [S]Male[/S] Fag – In heat
* Cock Addiction: 100%
* Egg count: 88
* Sperm Quality: ! 1% !
Sperm Quality Critical – Danger of Sterilization
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“Pretty nice, right?" asks the Crocodile, still fingering his urethra, making it slurp on his fingers like a cunt or another hole. But it is clear, he's getting off on letting you see his changed stats… VR can do nasty things to someone.
“It's my last run. Next time a stud fuck my cock, I'll be done."
[I]Split between disgust and curiosity, you lean on a foot and ask if it's safe.
[/I]“Yeah! I mean, it won't happen in real life. But I heard from other fags, it's the best feeling ever. Dunno who managed to develop the feedback for that. My Master asked me to install that as soon as he checked my cum… He told me I wasn't a stud IRL and my character was fucked. It's better to fix that. You should check out that mod, Spermicidal Takeover."
[I]You promise you'll check this out… But are curious about what is this all about.
[/I]“What? What do you mean? This? It's… Something I can finally live. I mean, I'm a fag in real life. My Master is showing how good it will be when it happens. Not the spermicidal part. Unless he fixes me, too," chuckles the Reptile, smacking his tatted balls.
“But it feels so good to be ruined. And exciting. It's my only character left. Master told me I couldn't create a new one or get a new account. My Mage is so fucked. But it is so great to be a whore!"
[I]The more you think about it, the weirder it gets… And how many people would pay for this?
[/I]“A lot would pay for this. Even my eggs, I can sell them for crafting. It's so good to fell them roll out of my pussy after each fuck. It's the dream! I wish I could stay here and get fucked all day. Hey, you really don't want to take that last run?"
He continues to finger his urethra that seems so flexible, way better than any sex-toy or pussy you might have seen… Or enjoyed.
“I have a few Minotaurs friends who could pay a hundred gold just for this. They love breaking cock-pussies. Mine's almost done. Master will reward me.
[I]You are unsure. But more than that, you are doubtful a Minotaur could fit inside. And a reward?
[/I]“Nah. I already took one or two. They fucked my stats by sperm stat 10 percent. Master was so proud of me, he sent me an equine dildo to play with… And a buttplug to wear while I'm in game."
With that, the Crocodile sighs, snatching one of the condoms to pierce it with his fingers and… Slurps it. He slurps the content, swallowing and guzzling down that thick, yellowy semen before he sighs, licking his painted lips.
“Fuck… I needed it so bad."
[I]Seems like consuming cum is not so good for his stats. But you're curious about what will happen next.
[/I]“Nah. Cum is totally safe. But Minotaur cum is a bit dangerous, it can takes some of your stats. Don't tell anyone, or they might start to drain-fuck us all. Those devs are kinky bastards," chuckled the Crocodile, going back to finger his entrance, all the while playing with his hole behind his nuts.
“When it's done, Master promise he'll remake my character to be more like a sissy. He'll also make me one of his bitches. But it doesn't matter… What matters is I'll earn fat gains on the streets. Guys love limp-dicked sissies, Master says."
He grumbles… Finally removing his fingers from his snatch to hold his cock, pointing it towards you.
“So… You're taking the offer or not?"
[I]You are tempted, as you can feel the tension in your pants, IRL or not. But you won't ruin your reputation on the forums.
[/I]“Fine. It's fifty gold. You can pay that, stud? I don't like limp-dicked men who have nothing in their purses, you know? I like them fat with gold and more. Certainly, you didn't skimp on the slider?"
[I]You grumble, handing out the fifty gold. And certainly, you can affirm you did not miss that slider.
[/I]“Heh… I assumed it'd be bigger, Dude. I mean… That armor adds more padding," says the former Mage, biting his lips nonetheless as he reaches for your cock once your gear is off. His fingers are softer than expected. And way warmer for a scalie. It doesn't take long for the Mage to get you going, his fingers exploring everything down the base.
“Yeah. That's it. Get hard for me. My hole is ready for you."
[I]Suddenly, you are feeling a bit ashamed. You're about to fuck your former teammate as you're on the street. It sounds like it's dangerous.
[/I]“It's fine, stud," cooes the Crocodile, stroking the shaft and glancing towards the main street. “Nobody checks the open instances on the side. And if someone comes, we can… Dunno. Block them?"
His fingers are so soft as they guide your hard erection towards the flared tip, towards the piercing that radiates with a foul aura, mainly a cursed item. Nevertheless, you can feel the urethra almost… hold onto your tip, squeezing it.
“Yeah… Fuck it. You want it."
[I]You admit you are afraid. But it is something that you always wanted to experiment with, beyond the game's brothels.
[/I]“That's the good way of thinking! Brothels are like, the most basic stuff on that game. Maybe… Hrmph… Maybe I can show you some good spots. We're between friends," says the Crocodile, enraptured as his cock is getting fucked.
It is impossible to see directly. But easy to imagine how that urethra must bulge from below with your erection as you plunge deeper, squeezing out the rest of another avatar's ejaculation. The hole is warm, velvety… And certainly way better than the NPCs' cunt you experienced for one hundred gold. That hole? It's divine.
[I]You are not stopping. You can't. Even though you're in face of your former friend and betrayer, you can't stop fucking that cock. Even knowing something devious is at play.
[/I]“Oh yes… Fuck it harder, my stud! Fuck it so hard! Fuck it as hard as you want! Take it! Take my cock! Take my junk!" cries out the Crocodile, leaning back against the wall, his fingers gripping the bricks. But his tail is speaking for him, smacking on the ground while tears streak on his face, ruining his discreet mascara.
[I]You are certainly wanting it. Even if you experienced something outside, nothing is as defined and intense as now.
[/I]“That's it! I can feel it past my median ring!" shouts the Crocodilian, stroking his certainly modded cock, squeezing the rigid flesh. And through that, you can feel your cock stroked. It is certainly new and different, like your feedback has been cranked up to 200%. But the sensation is so enrapturing.
[I]You can't stop. You won't stop. You hold onto the Crocodile's shaft with one hand, and the other on his shoulder. You will be his last ride.
[/I]“Yes! Fuck the male out of me! Fuck it! Make me proud, chief! Make my balls yours! Ruin them!" shouts the Crocodile, unafraid of being caught by anyone else. But his yellow eyes are trembling with a mix of intense fear and desire as it will be the moment. The last pleasure he has.
[I]But you want it. You want it so bad you cannot stop. Not even when your groin burns and you ejaculate, you keep pumping.
[/I]The Crocodile's stats window keeps screaming in alert. The alert message is flashing faster and faster while your former Mage is throwing his head back, almost hitting his nape against the wall. The flashing keeps getting faster.
[I]You watch it… You want to watch the moment. You want to watch the change.
[/I][B]Sperm Quality: ! 0 ! - Sterile
[/B]The change appears right before your eyes, the typeface changing one letter at a time. New space is made on the Crocodile's stats window to display it proudly as you step back… Spent… And watching the tattoo on his nuts glow with a dangerous red glimmer.
All the while, he has been crying and shouting. Blabbering while his balls throbs and pulses strangely. But it's done. And he recovers after a little while, certainly shaken.
“Hah… It's fine. Maybe… Maybe Master would be happy to see the one who fucked the last nut out of me," explains the former Mage, fingering his softening cock, pushing one finger within the gaping and cum oozing entrance… Squeezing his digits left and right.
[I]Maybe. Maybe you can make an exception. The raid needs you, but they can wait five minutes.
[/I]“Take the whole raid night. Master will love you."