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Degradation of Paladins (SynTech)

By Danath

Leo Archon © Leo Archon (https://shadohime.sofurry.com/)

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Day 1 - Pre-Play Journal

Well, this feels a little strange. I'm supposed to write down all my experiences with this game. What I liked, what I didn't like, what I thought was fun or not. The SynTech guys hooked up all sorts of wires and harnesses and stuff, but when the goggles lowered I couldn't see anything. Still, it's very comfortable and since it's a prototype, they told me the final version of the virtual reality cage won't have any exposed wiring.

Anyways, the game is really cool. It's a sequel, actually, and I played the original for hours and hours. “Degradation of Paladins" was a fantastic game and “Degradation of Paladins II" looked even better based on the commercials playing nonstop on TV. I don't know how they found me, but SynTech invited me to their corporate headquarters for a closed beta test. They're even offering to pay me!

My boss wasn't too happy when I requested almost a month of time off, but the grocery store where I work can do without one cashier for a few weeks. The chance to play DoP2 first, before anyone else? That's too good of an opportunity to pass up.

One of the cool things about the game is that your starting character is really just you. The game scans your body and recreates you as an avatar in the game, even assigning you skills and strengths based off the answers you give it. So I'm starting out as a normal human, five-foot-eleven, red hair. Pretty typical. Not like the SynTech engineer who strapped me into the machine - she was eight feet tall and covered in black fur. Her chest kept bumping me, not that I was going to complain, but when the frighteningly large maleness between her legs shoved against my thigh, I had a few confusing thoughts, let me tell you.

Anyways, I'm pretty normal, I guess, and the game gave me some basic statistics. I hope that this sequel brings back some of my favorite elements from the first game like the cum snakes or the boobharpies. Seeing them in 3D would be incredible!

The engineers are finished strapping me in finally and I hear a faint buzz for a moment in my ears before the noise of the outside world disappears. The harness cinches around my body and lifts me off the pad below. They'd told me to expect it while the machine was calibrated, so I waited patiently as I dangled in midair, deaf and blind.

A pinpoint of light formed at the center of my vision. Something was happening in the goggles finally. The light grew larger and appeared to come closer. I realized I was falling - well, not falling, but rushing towards a planet. I could see blue oceans and brown mountains as I came closer and closer, accelerating all the while, until the game jarred to a halt and dumped me onto the green grass of the large meadow.

The starting area? I wasn't sure…

Day 1 - Post-Play Journal

This game is amazing.

I found the Lake, the Forest, and the Small Town. The names are going to be implemented later I guess. I even had my first monster event. It was crazy, let me tell you, and I did not too all that well.

I was heading through the forest, following a path through the towering trees, when I heard something rustling in a bush just off the path. I could also smell something sweet and fruity. Intrigued, I took a step off of the path and peeked over the bush.

As soon as I did, eight massive tentacles spread outwards from the base of a large, mushroom-like plant. The dark green plant lengths were spotted with a darker brown as they wiggled and weaved in the air above the plant. A viscous clear fluid - the source of the fruity scent - dribbled from each of the eight tentacles. I pulled my sword out and held it in front of me as the game moved into its combat mode. The world outside of a twenty-foot-wide circle dimmed and faded. There wasn't really a manual to the game, but I assumed if I broke and ran, going past that boundary was as far as the plant would chase me.

The light inside the circle brightened as I held my sword up carefully. The tentacles were each about as thick as my arm. Splatters of the clear, fruity gel landed in the grass around my feet as several of the offshoots rushed towards me.

I leapt to the side and swung my sword, chopping three of the lengths right in half. A high-pitched squeal echoed from the stumpy brown mushroom before the remaining five dove straight at me.

I dodged the first two and sliced the third, but I lost track of the last ones - right until they wrapped around my ankles and dragged my feet out from under me. All I'd managed to find before this encounter were a few coins, enough to purchase some leather armor, but the tentacles ripped the clothing from my body like it was nothing. I could feel the slime across my skin as the four remaining tentacles groped and pushed at me. The other four retreated back to the plant, disappearing into the base to regenerate.

I opened my mouth to cry for help, but one of the tentacles took the opportunity to dive right in. It's a strange feeling, having a wriggling, living mushroom-flavored tentacle sliding down your throat, let me tell you. And it went deep. I had to tip my head back to keep my neck straight as my cheeks bulged along with my belly, where I could see the tip of the tentacle pressing outwards against my belly.

Nude, upside down, and full of tentacles before I even hit level 2… was I really that bad at this game?

The fruity scent tantalized my nostrils as another tentacle squirmed between my cheeks. I tried to clench, but I knew it was futile - the prehensile, intelligent lengths were not going to take no for an answer, especially not after I cut half of them down. The fruity, attractive gel squirting from the tips lubed me up before it shoved in, routing through my plumbing. I gurgled and twitched, about all I could do, as a second tentacle tip poked outwards against my belly next to the first.

Completely run through by the powerful vines, I hung in midair as the other two soaked me down in the strong-smelling gel. My stomach began to expand as even more pumped straight into my growling belly. I couldn't tell you how long it lasted. The vines curled and shoved and grew and pulsed inside me, twisting up my insides and filling me with more and more of the clear, slimy gel substance, until it was all I could taste and smell.

The two vines not inside my body decided then was a good point to invade. I wriggled and thrashed as a second tentacle plowed into my already stretched backside while the other did the same to my mouth, stretching my lips and jaw impossibly wide. The vines stiffened in unison as particularly large gushes of the slimy sap pumped into my stretched body, followed by a wheezing noise and a dark cloud of spores from the stump. I coughed and my eyes watered as the spores drifted around my head. Something large pushed through the vine in my throat, forcing the lump of something down through my esophagus and into my belly. A creepy-crawly squirming sensation made my whole body shudder and clench, but it was over quickly.

As soon as the squirming feeling stopped, the tentacles withdrew. I fell onto the forest floor covered in fruit sap, belly round and huge, completely drained and exhausted. I couldn't stop the deep sleep that came over me.

I wasn't sure how long I slept. It could have been minutes or hours, but when I came to, the plant was gone and I was cleaned up. My stomach was slightly distended, but otherwise I didn't seem too much the worse for wear… until I checked my gold stash. Half my coins were gone.

First of all, game developers, why would a mushroom tentacle plant steal my money? That's a little far-fetched if you ask me.

Second of all… well, actually, I appreciate getting cleaned up. Saves a trip to the Lake, I guess.

So that was my first encounter. Left me at low health, so I backtracked to the Small Town and found the Priest, who healed me for free. After that, I decided I should try to find a quest rather than just wandering around aimlessly.

As luck would have it, I found one at the tavern.

“Hello, adventurer!"

The voice rang out as soon as I opened the door. I stopped cold, staring at the barmaid. She was a huge black and white cow, probably close to seven feet tall, with bosoms spilling over the broad wooden countertop in front of her. A lacy, ruffled top somehow managed to keep them all in. My feet carried me closer of their own volition as I gaped shamelessly at the heifer's fantastic rack.

“What can I get you, adventurer? A drink? Some advice?" the cow asked. She leaned forward conspiratorially, simultaneously squeezing her massive chest more firmly into the countertop. “I've also heard some rumors that may interest you…"

“Uh… I guess… I'll have a drink," I said. “What's good?"

The cow leaned back and smiled. She used her black-tipped fingers to smooth the ruffled skirt hanging over her hips and thighs, though I couldn't see her legs over the bar.

“Well, let's see… we've got Melinda's Milk, Honest Ale, Quick Cola, and Wisdom Whiskey. They're all just five gold!"

I reached into my pouch and drew out the money. “I'll take a… well, I dunno, the first one, I guess," I said, fumbling the coins onto the counter.

The heifer grinned as she swept the coins into her palms and dropped them down the front of her dress, between the oversized mammaries.

“You're guaranteed to love it, and it's always fresh from the tap!"

I gotta tell you, the detail in this game is incredible. I could see everything as the huge cow tugged down her shirt, allowing both massive orbs to spill out and dangle and bounce. My eyes must have been wide as the cow's huge aereolae because she smiled at me as she wrapped her fingers around one fat nub and held up a large wooden mug with the other.

A few squeezes was all it took for my mug to be fill to the brim. With a quick flip of her wrist, the cow had the shirt pulled back up, covering her massive chest unfortunately. She handed me my drink and smiled.

“Will there be anything else?" She leaned forward again. “You know, I've heard a few rumors you may be interested in."

I smelled the cup of milk and delicately tasted a sip. I was surprised at the rich, creamy consistency and smooth flavor. It was still warm, even. I took a larger sip and then another, soon draining my mug.

“I'll take another one of those! Wow!"

I slapped another five gold on the counter and watched as the large cow let out a happy moo, tugged down her shirt, and filled the mug from the opposite teat. I drank the second glass almost as quickly as the first.

“Will there be anything else? You know, I've heard a few rumors you may be interested in."

“Okay… one more of these and tell me the rumors," I said, fishing out more gold. I only had about 20 pieces left.

“Well," the cow said, once more showing off her massive rack as she refilled the mug for a third time, “Those bandits from the Mountains are certainly being a bother. They keep stealing my shipments. Maybe you could help?"

“Maybe," I said. “What other rumors are there?"

“Some people claim there's a powerful sword in the middle of the Lake."

“And?"

“Some people claim there's a powerful sword in the middle of the Lake."

I finished my third mug and held it out for a fourth. My stomach didn't even feel full, even though I'd drank so much of the rich cream. Plus, even five gold meant another look at the big heifer's fantastic rack.

“Any other rumors?"

“Those bandits from the Mountains-"

“Okay, nevermind. Uh… tell me about you."

“Well, I'm just a simple cow trying to make a living with my tavern here," she said. “My name is Melinda. You know, I've heard of a few rumors that might interest an adventurer like you."

I tried to remember the interactions from the original game.

“Flirt," I said.

Melinda's eyes went up as she leaned forward, tongue sliding across her plump lips.

“Well, I think you're quite the cutie as well," she said, responding to something I hadn't actually said.

“Flirt."

“You know, keep teasing me and I may take you up on that offer."

“Uh… flirt?"

Two large bovine arms stretched across the bar and grabbed my shoulders. Melinda was more powerful than she looked as she dragged me over the large plank and straight into her cleavage. My legs dangled off the edge of the bar as I found my head completely surrounded by massive cow titties.

“You are just too adorable!" Melinda said. “You know, I've heard some rumors an adventurer like you might be interested in."

I tried to reply but it came out a mumble, so as the cow's fingers squeezed through my hair, I raised my right hand into a thumbs up sign.

“Those bandits are causing trouble again…"

I didn't have a single gold piece left by the time I left the tavern and my hair was a mess, but I couldn't stop the giant smile on my face as I set out back into the forest, a renewed vigor in my step. Sure, the tentacle monster got the drop on me, but that wouldn't happen again.

That's when I noticed the breasts. Big, honking DD-cup breasts. My leather armor somehow stretched to accommodate the large chest puppies. And beyond that, they were leaking and dribbling constantly. A flushed feeling of arousal spread up my spine as the large nubs tingled where they rubbed against the leather.

“Okay, so Melinda's Milk makes me grow boobs. Good to know," I said, smile widening further as I kept walking, though my hands were busy with the sloshing, cream-filled mounds.

Once again, I allowed myself to get distracted and didn't see the harpies.

“Nice tits, sugar-ass!"

“Lemme get in those pants, eh?"

“Hey bitch boy, show us your ass!"

Three of them lined up on a large branch that stretched across the path. I stumbled back as they flew down together. Though their bodies were human-like, they had large, bright blue wings that stretched from their shoulders instead of arms. Their faces were birdlike as well, with short yellow beaks instead of lips. All three were limber and supple, with wide thighs and smooth bellies. One of the harpies was female; the other two packed male lengths between their thighs despite their large chests.

“Give us your money!" the one on the right squawked, her voice harsh and rasping, completely at odds with her feminine, lithe appearance.

“Or we'll fuckin' cut ya!"

“And then we'll fuckin' fuck ya!"

I took another step back, sword out in front of me. It was still the basic starting weapon, and I didn't think it was going to do much good here as the world outside of a 20-foot radius around us darkened and shimmered. Should I try to run? Should I fight? Surely there must be some monsters around I'd be able to defeat.

I didn't have much of a choice as the first harpy let out a fearsome squawk and flew towards me. Her long, birdlike lower limbs lifted upwards, demonstrating not just flexibility but danger, as each foot had three razor sharp talons.

I ducked and the harpy sailed overhead. The second was already charging, so I lurched forward and thrust my sword out with all my might.

“Critical… hit…"

The harpy fell from the sword onto the ground, motionless, as the other two squawked with rage and charged simultaneously.

The female one slashed me across the chest, but I got my sword up in time for the other one to impale herself on it. She dropped as I slashed, cutting clean through the other harpy.

Dang. Maybe the starting sword wasn't so bad after all.

There was a brief pause as the air outside the 20-foot circle cleared and returned to normal. The three harpies sat up, downcast faces, as they knelt in front of me.

“Fine," said the first. “Go on and fuck us then!"

“Yeah, go on!"

“Bitch boy wouldn't know how to fuck if his life depended on it!"

The foul-mouthed birds were getting me annoyed and I decided that instead of letting them go, I'd do something about it. If the rules of the game were playing out the way I thought, they'd have to do whatever I said…

Smiling viciously, I reached for the first one closest to me and dragged her beak close to my crotch. Her fingers went to the cord lacing holding them up as her sisters crowded in close as well. Before I knew it, three pairs of beaks, each with a long and flexible tongue, were teasing and toying with my erection.

I lazily thrust my hips, sometimes pumping into a beak and down a throat, sometimes not. The female harpy got my leather top off and started playing with my aching, leaking nipples. Her long tongue slipped out and wrapped around one nub, squeezing and flexing, before sliding off and doing the same to the other. I couldn't stop the groans erupting from my mouth as their soft, feathered “fingers" stroked the insides of my thighs.

Before I knew it, I was cumming - hard. I grabbed the loudest one and pushed in deep, getting my tip right to the back of her throat before I shot my load. She glared up at me cutely as I finished, taking my time to make sure she got every last drop.

And just like that, we were done. The harpies, still grumbling, flew off into the trees, leaving behind a pile of coins and a small wooden stick. I picked up the coins first - there were a lot, more than fifty, and for a moment I considered going straight back to Melinda's Tavern for a few more mugs of milk. Rationality prevailed at least for the moment, though, as I realized there were other opportunities to be had in this virtual reality adventure.

The wand was strange and felt heavy in my fingers. When I waved it and pointed at a nearby tree, however, a bolt of lightning shot out, fragmenting bark and leaving a black burn. I grinned and pocketed the magical weapon. That'd be much more interesting in a fight than a simple sword.

So at the end of the first day, I ended up with a really nice pair of tits, a cool magic wand, and a lump in my belly from the tentacle monster. Not too shabby. I explored the forest a little more and found some strange fruit hanging from a tree, but as the evening crept in I returned to the tavern. I couldn't help but get a few more mugs of milk before I hit the sack, renting a room at the inn for a single gold coin - what a bargain.

Day 2

LEVEL UP!

The noiseless voice rang in my head and I tumbled out of the large wooden bed and straw mattress onto the floor with a thud. My newly enlarged chest was even bigger after the dairy bender I went on last night, leaving me with only three coins to my name.

Time to get serious. Chest wobbling, I dressed carefully and was again surprised at the good fit of the leather armor around my swollen tits. They were still leaking and dribbling constantly, but nobody seemed to really mind or notice as I stumbled through the crowded dining area of the inn and towards the door.

“You know, I've heard a few rumors-"

The rest of Melinda's voice cut off as I went outside, inhaled the virtual air, and set off for the forest, new wand at the ready. Time to make some money and get some levels…

Day 5

Today I got lucky and found my first bottle of Equilizer. I heard about it from a lake fairy I defeated on the third day. She was ready to tell me just about anything once I got done with her rear. She had a nice cock, too.

I held the large vial in my hand. It was warm, as though it were alive, and swirled with a sparkling pink and white marbled mix of colors inside the thick glass. The cork stopper came out easily and I tipped my head back, pouring it all down without wasting a moment. The defeated Sand Witch at my feet just stared up at my EE-cup breasts as I greedily guzzled the magical elixir I found on her.

Sand Witches weren't too hard to defeat with the magic wand I found, but I had to beat them quickly. They used lust-based attacks that felt like millions of tiny hands gripping and stroking and teasing every part of my body. Very intense and very hard to resist without blasting them a few times with lightning bolts. The one at my feet glared as smoke drifted upwards from her hair. She was a vixen, smooth red fur with black lines crossing around her sides and hips. A fully erect knotted pink foxcock jutted from her hips, almost reaching the lower swells of her very full chest. A dribble of cum from her pointed fox cock was all the evidence that she wasn't going anywhere soon.

I groaned as the Equilizer filled my system with a low heat. The round bulge in my belly was even more prominent now. I'm sure it has something to do with the tentacle monster I encountered on the first day - it's gotten twice as big since then and feels really nice when I roll my hands around on it.

The hot vixen in tattered, burnt robes at my feet shrunk, or at least seemed to. Really though, I was growing. I moaned as my body flexed, every fiber flexing and enlarging, adding a few inches to my overall height. My cock underwent the most dramatic transformation, however, as the human-style shaft suddenly throbbed and thickened. The tip reached and stretched forward, trying to pull away from my hips as a stallion-like flare developed. The medial ring pulsed as the solid pink member rose out and up, almost twice the size of my former shaft.

The vixen's eyes widened as my cock quickly outgrew her own. I ran my fingers over the stalk, gasping as the sensitive glans fattened further against my fingers.

“Alright, witch," I said, giving my cock a few good strokes, “how's it going to be this time?"

The last Sand Witch - who looked identical to this one - offered up her tail. This one leaned forward instead and pulled my thick new horsecock down to her lush, white-furred teats. Leaning over her, my heavy breasts dribbled milk onto her head as she lowered her muzzle and stretched out her tongue.

Now that was more like it. Her cheeks hollowed out around the tip before I lowered my hand to the back of her head. I wasn't sure what it was about playing this game, but I was finding myself much more ready to go at the slightest moment, taking what I wanted without worrying about how it affected anyone else. That feeling was particularly strong with this vixen. Her magic almost dropped me before I got a lucky critical with the magic wand. That feeling of her lust magic still stung.

Driving my hips forward, I sighed as I felt my thick horsecock press through her throat and down, forcing her neck straight to get my entire length in. I brought my other hand to bear, gripping her flicking ears with both paws. I humped hard, fast, eager to feel this new shaft erupt. The vixen's moans and gurgles were like music as I watched her cute muzzle bob up and down, faster and faster, each time making the new, lowing-hanging horse balls swing up and smack across the underside of her long lower jaw.

“That's it," I groaned. “That's… ooonnnn… fuckin' it!"

I pumped in hard and deep. The intensity of the orgasm surprised me. My stallionhood flared deep in her throat, locking the Sand Witch in place. Her eyes squeezed shut as I felt a splatter of liquid across my feet - obviously she'd hit her peak as well. My fingers curled into her head fur, holding tight, not allowing her to pull off my fat horsecock until I was totally satisfied.

She glared at me fresh once I was out of her throat and wiped at her lips.

“There! Can I go now?" she asked, her voice a growl.

“I don't think I like your tone."

I grinned. Once you figured out the game's patterns, some of the interactions got much more interesting. For example, normally she'd have left as soon as I finished, but because of the question, I could extend the scene.

“Bastard! Do with me what you will!"

My fat horsecock was still rock hard as it jutted from my hips. I shivered as milk rolled down my belly, following the contours of my feminine chest.

“Have it your way!"

Reaching out, and grabbed the vixen's shoulders and flipped her around. Shoving her onto the mossy loam forest floor, I wasted no time grabbing her tail and hauling it up, earning a little gasp and moan from her as my flared horsecock shoved between her thighs.

The vixen's moans echoed through the forest around us as the large tip flexed against her glistening pussy. The plump lips stretched wider and wider as I applied more and more pressure, until the entire length flexed in an arc. There was a moment of intense pressure before she opened to me.

We both moaned then. I fell forward, sinking most of my length inside in a single go. Her warm, hot inner walls clutched my length as my chest squeezed into her shoulders. I reached around, one hand going to her thick foxcock, the other pushing between her chest and the ground to squeeze one of her nipples.

My hips slammed down, slapping my balls against her thighs. Her moans cut off and restarted each time I bottomed out. The power and length of my new stallionhood thrilled me as I drove myself deep again and again and again, until the vixen was wriggling beneath me madly, seizing up every time I pulled the flared shaft to the edge.

I wasn't going to last long. As the Sand Witch squeezed around me non-stop, cumming and pleading and begging, I grabbed her tail and hair and pulled. Her chest stuck outwards as I ground in again and again, moving only three or four inches at most but doing it incredibly fast. I bounced my hips off her plush white rump until the orgasm seized me.

My new cock was very productive. The vixen's stomach filled out as I ran both of my smooth hands up her fuzzy chest, ending on her fat nubs and pinching hard, eliciting a few extra squeezes around my flexing maleness. She squirmed back into me, desperate for more as my hand slipped to her maleness. It was easy to tease her into shooting thick ropes of seed across my hand hand; when I lifted my slick fingers to her muzzle, a long red tongue soon slipped out and cleaned them.

This time once we disengaged her scowl returned.

“Fine! I'll get you next time, asshole!"

The vixen strutted off, robes in tatters, cum leaking from between her legs, belly full of my potent horse jizz. A large pile of coins remained behind, which was just enough once I counted it to allow me to get another equipment upgrade. Maybe a better set of armor…

Day 9

Rotten luck! I got lost in the Forest looking for royal honey and four different gangs of well-hung bee-ladies ravaged me in a row. It was just absolutely terrible. Lost all my money, too.

I also found out what the bulge in my belly was. Last night was an experience, let me tell you.

My stomach had grown larger and larger and I could feel and see something squirming around in there the past night or two, but last night it happened. I was woken up to feeling something sticking out of my mouth - a long, green tentacle. My eyes went wide when I felt more pushing out of my ass and new pussy. There were even tips of tentacles trying to squeeze out of my constantly leaking nipples!

Feeling the pressure only turned me on as the tentacle monster inside me work up. My cock was hard in seconds as I felt the tips of large, thick stalks playing around in my fantastically large nuts. I maybe shouldn't have drank that last vial of Equilizer - my cock was over two feet long now and six inches wide, plenty big enough for the tentacle monster to find an escape route.

My eyes glazed as I felt the thing inside me move lower. I wriggled and grunted, fingers clutching at my belly as my skin rippled from beneath as a mass of tentacles filled my body with more of itself than there was of me. My stomach distended grotesquely as the thing enlarged further.

By the time it entered the base of my cock, I was already cumming. The blockage in the pipe helped squeeze it out a little quicker, but the wriggling sensation of a mass of tentacles gripping and stroking and squeezing through a too-small passage… that really drove me nuts. I was only my knees, hunched over, humping the air as the bulge enlarged my cock from the base upwards, stretching it out permanently. My huge balls draped to my knees as I crawled to the door, hoping to find help, only to be stopped as the first of many tentacles emerged from the tip of my flexing maleness. At least they weren't sticking out of my nostrils anymore.

It took two long hours for the tentacle monster to work it's way up my shaft. The pressure was so intense that by the time it got the eight tentacles out of the tip, the main body was stuck for a few long minutes. It's plantlike vines clutched at the bed, pulling itself out of me, while I reached back and held onto the foot of the heavy dresser as my thick horsecock streeeeeetched even larger and longer.

There was a fantastic gush and a feeling of intense looseness, then a splat as the tentacle plant hit the window glass. I doubled over, clutching at my shaft as a powerful orgasm and incredible cum shot painted the room white. The tentacle monster was smaller than it felt and I watched through bleary eyes as it managed to slide under the window and escape the room, leaving me alone to deal with the intense arousal and orgasms.

By morning, I realized that birthing the monster grew my cock at least another foot. Even soft it hung down my knees. My balls matched, huge and round and always sensitive. Combined with my aching tits, I wasn't sure if I'd even make it to the end of the beta test. But I was determined. I wanted more. And I'd heard some curious rumors about driders in the swamp area…

Day 21

Well, the beta is over.

My final stats: 13.5 inch horsecock, FFF-cup breasts, a very loose and sloppy pussy, bee antennae, and shimmering bee wings. I was still mostly human, except for the large scorpion stinger stretching out from my lower back. Passing all those eggs really did a number on me and accounted for my of my 18th day in the simulation.

I didn't make it very far in the game, that's for sure. Between the bee ladies ganging up on me and milking me for the sugar in my milk, the tentacle plants I accidentally stumbled into, and the creepy NPC in town that rented me out to a variety of people for two days solid, I'd made plenty of mistakes. I didn't get that drider body I wanted after I found out the Swamp is definitely not for lowbies.

My biggest score was the Lake Sword, a surprisingly light claymore that was finally getting the work done leveling me up - only I didn't get it until day 19. Ah, well. Next time I play through, I'll have a much easier time.

The developers want me to put down my final thoughts about the game, so here we go:

• Really loved the sex, obviously. Even though I kept losing to the bee ladies.

• The alchemist you can convince to join you in camp is adorable and I could spend the whole game in his tent teasing him.

• The Minotaurs definitely need a warning sign or something. I've never felt so stretched.

• Hellhound knots should be larger.

I think that's about it! It's a great game and I can't wait to play it again sometime!

Leo's eyes blinked and refocused as the world around him suddenly went black. Something shuffled against his ears and then the goggles and headset came off, followed by the harness supporting his body in the VR cage. The oversized black bear smiled at him.

“So, how was it? Will you purchase the full version when it's released?"

Leo grinned and shook his head vigorously, which caused a chain reaction down his swollen chest and large, floppy maleness. The fat horsecock draped over his thighs and nuts as the scorpion tail in the back flicked back and forth above his round, plump hips.

“You bet I will!" the semi-human said. “It's too bad the transformations in the game aren't real though, huh?"

The black bear's smile grew. “Yes, too bad."

Leo stretched his arms over his head, lifting his huge breasts high. The black bear coughed into her paw as the sledge of meat between her legs gave a twitch in response to the view.

“Uh… you know, we're not really supposed to give anyone a second go, but how about it? Wanna play once more before you head home?"

“Really? It's okay? Great!"

The end