Elryis Player
#1 of Elryis
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Elryis Virus
*Swish*
The monster gave a thunderous death cry as the sword sliced through its gut. Taris smiled, and sheathed his sword. Looking over the red and white furred body of the great horned fox, his smile grew as he realized how much the horn could bring in at one of the major trading hubs. He reached for the horn.
The sky Green, the body bent and distorted, the fur blue and black, his hand stretched and pixilated. Then suddenly everything was normal once again.
Terry sat back in his chair, surprised at the brief glitch he saw on his computer. He hoped that his graphics card wasn't going bad; it was nearly three hundred dollars and only about five months old. Well, he thought to himself, at least the game didn't crash before he looted the item. The Feorix were really rare creatures in the game, rumor had it that one only spawned a week, and the horn was needed to cast some of the more powerful, and rarest, spells in the game.
If he crashed and lost it, the GM's wouldn't likely replace it for him. It was widely believed that the GM's are extremely lazy and hardly do any actual work. Most of the bug patches and updates were handled by a program design to monitor players and correct, or even add content, to keep them playing.
The program, the S.E.A.C.P or SELF EVOLVING AND CORRECTIVE PROGRAM, was one of the newer innovations of computer artificial intelligence. Due to the large and steadily player base, and the increasing costs of maintaining a game for so many players, some of the larger game companies tossed millions, maybe even billions, to develop new ways to reduce costs drastically.
Taris glanced at the Feorix mournfully, they were rather beautiful creatures and the animations were fantastic. While the game did generally have great and exceptional artwork, this creature was the masterpiece. It looked like every bit of hair on its huge body was lovingly and painstakingly created by the best artists, and the way the glow of the sun radiated off its fur was amazing. The sight of this creature that was easily as long as he was tall, and only slightly small in height, took his breath away, and his hand tightly clenched the horn.
Wait a minute...
Terry looked at his hand. It was empty, but that feeling of holding that smooth white horn had been so real. He glanced over at the cloak on his dresser. 5:22am. Shit, he pulled an all nighter again. Well, at least he didn't really have much to do for the next couple days, but still a bad habit he should try to break. He had his character set up camp (complete with a nifty animation showing his character starting a campfire) and had him log out. At least he would be well rested in the morning.
Morning
Terry yawned, and sat up. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, so to speak, he stood up and proceeds along his usual routine. Because he was really tired, and didn't have anything to do that day, he decided to skip shaving and jumped into the shower. After waiting a moment for the water to heat up, he stepped in. The warm water felt good against his skin, and being more awake he reached for the soap.
The water was freezing as Taris jumped in, the splash causing ripples to spread across the lake surface. He proceeded back to the edge, his toes squishing the mud along the lake bottom. As he reached the lakes edge, he paused. Something felt really wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Then felt that familiar shape in his hand. He brought his hand up, and starred at the horn once more.
Terry suddenly jumped back, hitting the shower stall wall, in surprise. Confusedly he felt the water. He could have sworn it was just freezing cold. He turned off the water and got out, feeling a bit disorientated. It didn't help that instead of feeling the familiar shower mat below his feet, it felt like he was stepping into wet mud. He looked down, and his murky reflection stared back at him.
He was Terry... He was Taris... the minds of both avatar and player met and intertwined with each other. Confusedly he walked out of the water. He surveyed the land around him. His mind recognized it both as the land he was traveling through, and the area of the game he was playing. The Taris part of his mind started him in the direction of his clothes, while the Terry portion tried to work out what was happening.
He was both Terry and Taris, or at least he was still both. He felt like both minds were merging with each other quickly as time went on. The only reason he could still distinguish between thoughts was because of how different they were from each other. It wasn't the personalities that were the problem as much as the disbelief over what Terry was seeing. This was the world of the game he had been playing, the exact area he was playing in last time he played.
The two came upon the rock where the clothes should have been, to find its surface bare. The warrior knew that was a bad sign; he knew a wild animal could have run off with his leather armor, though highly unlikely, one would not have ran off with his sheaf sword. Someone, or at least something somewhat intelligent, was nearby and knew he was disarmed.
The Terry portion of the brain was concerned, but not about the stolen gear. Even though he could feel his consciousness blending slowing into Tarsis, he was convinced this was a dream. Maybe all the lack of sleep caused him to have a seizure or some sort of aneurism, or at least something at least to explain these impossible surroundings around him and the fact that he was in his characters body.
Taris move along the copse of trees, and peeked out towards his tent. As far as he could tell, it stood undisturbed. He looked around the plains in front of him, but didn't see anything that struck him out of the ordinary. The naked warrior burst forth from the trees, running straight for the tent. As they approached, they could smell a strange scent in the air.
They suddenly came to a stop. Terry/Taris suddenly released something was missing. The corpse of the great fox was gone. They stood their dumbfounded at this, but suddenly swirled around as they heard a giggle from behind them. Before them was humanoid fox, the shape and curves identifying her as a female. Her fur pattern closely resembled that of the Feorix they killed the night before. She had a grin as she stared at them, her green eyes unnerving and absolutely focused on them and no one else. Upon her forehead was a horn, identical to the one they were now holding.
She made a step towards them, and then with a distortion of light was gone. Teris blinked; it was just like the distortion he saw earlier...Terry saw on the computer monitor when he first looted the horn.
"And now, the two have become one." He heard a smooth, almost silky voice say from behind him. Before he had a chance to turn around, two soft furred hands hugged him tightly from behind. "I can tell, you will make a good mate."
"What?" Teris said dazed, he was having trouble thinking clearly. That smell was getting to him a bit, and those small furred hands felt so good against his chest. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. Not only were her hands so nice, but he could feel her body pressed up against his back. He clenched his hands, not even noticing that he didn't hold the horn any longer.
He felt one of her hands start moving downwards, while the other began to stroke his chest. He gasped as he felt that wonderfully silky hand grip his already throbbing member. The hand slowly began to stroke, causing him to gasp at the sensation.
"Looks like this little guy wants some attention," He felt her breath along the nape of his neck, and brief hints of her warm wet nose. His already muddled mind attempted briefly to fight against this pleasure, knowing that something was deeply wrong and if he gave in It would be over. Taris was an experienced warrior, long nights of physical training and a life of danger had taught him self-discipline. Sadly, Terry lived a relatively cushioned life in comparison, and it was this part of Teris that crumbled.
Her hand gripped his manhood as it erupted his spunk into the air. At the same time, she bent around and put her muzzle against his lips. His willpower broken, he returned the kiss, meeting the vixens tongue as it entered his mouth. Distracted by the vixen, he didn't notice the slight tingly sensation as reddish fur begun to grow on the back of his neck, and the shifting of his manhood as it took a more canine configuration was lost in the ocean of pleasure.
She pulled out of the kiss and looked at him with that familiar grin, "You men are so impatient." She said, slightly squeezing his manhood. Regardless of his recent climax, it still stood hard and ready. It glistened still from his climax, and seemed to be producing pre-cum at an unusual rate. She lowered her self down towards his pinkish member.
Looking down, a part of his brain tried to scream out in warning, but it was quickly silenced as she took him into her mouth. He had never felt anything like it, in either of his lives. The warm and moist sensation wracked his brain with pleasure. He could hardly feel it as his penis changed, becoming more canine in shape and appearance within the vixens mouth.
He shuddered as he approached his limit yet again. The vixen, sensing this, pressed him on again towards his climaxed. She took him much further within her mouth, deep-throating his eight inches easily. As he came, his legs popped as they changed configuration. New claws erupted from his formerly human feet and dug in deeply to the ground as he began to shoot his seed into the vixen's mouth.
She sucked hard as he began cumming, greedily gobbling down his cum as he bent over her, hands holding her head to his groin as he let go. He felt what little clarity he had, left over from the merger of the two, ebbing away as he continued again to give into the pleasure. His mind wasn't the only thing to give however, along his spine orange fur began to grow at a rapid pace.
She pulled her head back as he let go once he finished, a thin tendril of spittle and cum still connected her mouth and his manhood together. She brought up a hand to collect these leftovers, and licked her hand clean. She looked up and smiled at him.
It felt like his face was stretching outwards. He could now feel all the wonderful changes overcoming him. The feel of his legs changing, claws growing, fur spreading, and now teeth shifting as his transformation seemed to accelerate. He could feel the lengthening of his incisors and the shifting of his mouth as a muzzle formed with his tongue. This no longer brought fear to mind, but rather excitement and wonder as he felt his very being, or beings, change. He grinned as he watched the Vixen turn around and presented herself to him.
He could see her wet snatch pointed at him. The fur around her snatch was so moist that it practically glistened in the sunlight. He was awestruck with the sight of it, unknowingly drooling at the scene before him. She looked back at him, mouth open and panting as a result of her heat. She cocked her head and said, "Fill me?"
In this situation, Teris wasn't going to say no. He leaned over her and grabbed her chest as his newly changed canine member slid into her moist slit. It was divine. Teris had never felt such pleasure as he thrust himself to the hilt inside her, while his hands groped for her chest. He hadn't noticed it before, but besides for her visible breasts, there was three more pairs under it, smaller and not visible to the eye by her fur coat. After feeling them out, he raised his hands to the top pair, and played with her nipples, rubbing them while he continued to thrust in her.
Her velvety folds were unlike any women either Tarsis or Terry had ever slept with before. It was like a silky vice made for the sole purpose of receiving his manhood within it.
_ Or maybe his cock was designed solely for it?_
The though turned him on even more, and he accelerated his thrusting. In all the way now, then back till the tip just remained and repeat. He could feel his mate getting closer to climax with each thrust, and so was he. He couldn't explain it, he just knew what she needed to get to climax, and thus what he needed to as well. It was unthinkable for him to climax inside her without her as well. After all, if he did what kind of mate would that make him?
He could every pant and moan she made with perfect clarity, as his ears took on their new shape. The new orange fur covered almost every part of his body, and his short hair had taken a reddish color. He could clearly smell her and her heat hovering over the area with his new and far more sensitive nose, upon his muzzle.
Her folds tightened on him more and more within each thrust, and he knew that it was almost time. With a cry, he hilted himself deep within her womanhood with such force that it sent them both over the edge, her mouth releasing a similar cry as she felt his member strike deep within her. He embraced her tightly as his sperm shot up and into her. She shuddered in pleasure as she felt it practicily spray into her insides as though it were a firehouse. He shot several loads into her before it showed signs of slowing down. Some part of his mind registered that it wasn't normal for how much he was releasing, but what of this encounter had been normal at all?
Her stomach slightly distended from the sheer volume of it before he had finally finished. He separated from her, popping out his canine knot with a quick jerk. Exhausted he collapsed onto the grass, the events of the day finally took their toll on him as he quickly passed out. The vixen sat on the ground, the fertile seed pouring from her slit and down her thigh into a pool. She put a hand over her stomach and smiled.
She knew that things were about to change in her world.
She also knew that along with her new mate, and their eventual offspring, she would help share it.
Big events were coming to the world of Elryis
Alright, first draft of this story.
I am quite literally posting it not more then two minutes after i finished the last line, it was a rather exhausting work for me to do.
Ive already got a basic idea in mind for the next one, though im not sure when that one will be ready, but hopefully not too long, lol.
So, i would like to hear what you thought about the story, Constructive criticism or praise accepted :)