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Matt stumbles upon a ring that lets him possess people.
Heavily inspired by the writing.com story The Possession Spell, but nerfed so the one with the power isn't in absolute control of everything.
My name's Matt. That day was meant to be just another day.. but it turned very weird, and very interesting.
It would have been about 5pm when I walked into my apartment. It was convenient, since it was close enough to college, yet wasn't super expensive or loud. Plus I could walk to all the fun parties.
Anyway, I walked in to see my girlfriend, Mira, sitting on the couch. I always thought she was cute in an exotic way - she was short, petite, with black hair and dark brown eyes. She was half …
Heavily inspired by the writing.com story The Possession Spell, but nerfed so the one with the power isn't in absolute control of everything.
My name's Matt. That day was meant to be just another day.. but it turned very weird, and very interesting.
It would have been about 5pm when I walked into my apartment. It was convenient, since it was close enough to college, yet wasn't super expensive or loud. Plus I could walk to all the fun parties.
Anyway, I walked in to see my girlfriend, Mira, sitting on the couch. I always thought she was cute in an exotic way - she was short, petite, with black hair and dark brown eyes. She was half …
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A newly married couple find their lives upended when the wife goes to work for a company where all is not as it seems.
Riley Harper was between jobs when she saw the ad. The 21 year old blonde had recently quit as a waitress at a local restaurant. She usually got great tips that she knew was more thanks to her curves than her service, but despised being hit on all the time, especially now that she was newly married. But it wasn’t okay for her to be without a job. Yesterday her husband Ben came home early from his factory. Apparently he’d been furloughed for at least 3 weeks. They didn’t have any sort of savings…
Riley Harper was between jobs when she saw the ad. The 21 year old blonde had recently quit as a waitress at a local restaurant. She usually got great tips that she knew was more thanks to her curves than her service, but despised being hit on all the time, especially now that she was newly married. But it wasn’t okay for her to be without a job. Yesterday her husband Ben came home early from his factory. Apparently he’d been furloughed for at least 3 weeks. They didn’t have any sort of savings…
Several people are invited to a party and given a chance to possess one another via stickers imbued with a possession spell. Chaos ensues.
“Why are we here again?” Ryan asked as they approached the entryway of the large house.
Bailey rolled her blue eyes. “Because we’re freshman in college. We’re here to make friends, experience new things, and party. We were lucky to get this invite, so don’t be a wet blanket or next time I won’t bring you along.”
Ryan’s whole tall, lanky frame slouched in defiance. Parties, any kind of party, was not his scene. He liked his socializing done one or two people at a time. The only person who coul…
“Why are we here again?” Ryan asked as they approached the entryway of the large house.
Bailey rolled her blue eyes. “Because we’re freshman in college. We’re here to make friends, experience new things, and party. We were lucky to get this invite, so don’t be a wet blanket or next time I won’t bring you along.”
Ryan’s whole tall, lanky frame slouched in defiance. Parties, any kind of party, was not his scene. He liked his socializing done one or two people at a time. The only person who coul…
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I try not to think of myself as the bad guy. Yes, I found myself involved in the development of mind-control technology, but I did my best to protect the world from the worst of it. After that, things just kind of happened on their own.
At least, that's what I try to tell myself.
In hindsight, I don’t see how things could have turned out any other way. I’m not saying that as an excuse for any of the things I did or as if it makes them any less bad, but having taken the first step, things just kind of kept happening.
It started at work. I won’t say where.
We were testing methods of remote information transmission that didn’t rely on explicit outputs or inputs. Basically communication that bypassed the barriers outlined in models like Berlo’s SMCR: Instead of relyin…
At least, that's what I try to tell myself.
In hindsight, I don’t see how things could have turned out any other way. I’m not saying that as an excuse for any of the things I did or as if it makes them any less bad, but having taken the first step, things just kind of kept happening.
It started at work. I won’t say where.
We were testing methods of remote information transmission that didn’t rely on explicit outputs or inputs. Basically communication that bypassed the barriers outlined in models like Berlo’s SMCR: Instead of relyin…
mind control
masturbation
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stealth control
selfcest
Brainwashing
mtf possession
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A long time bodyhopper finds a person he can't possess.
Derek was about to have a problem. He was in the middle of class when
his lifelong crush Amy, short brown hair, soft, sweet Amy, walked in
and handed the teacher a note, then came to sit in the seat in front of
him on the right far side. He didn't miss any of her movements and she
seemed to glide towards him, her chest bouncing more than usual. He
wasn't complaining, but that was different.Right before she sat,
their eyes met. She smiled slyly, then slowly, purposefully, lowered her…
Derek was about to have a problem. He was in the middle of class when
his lifelong crush Amy, short brown hair, soft, sweet Amy, walked in
and handed the teacher a note, then came to sit in the seat in front of
him on the right far side. He didn't miss any of her movements and she
seemed to glide towards him, her chest bouncing more than usual. He
wasn't complaining, but that was different.Right before she sat,
their eyes met. She smiled slyly, then slowly, purposefully, lowered her…
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Inspired from Dude9
Moving it to a ai format
In this story you are, Johnathan Maccinon an 18 year old boy who lives in Providence Rhode Island with his family. One day you are cleaning in your back yard when you discover a strange statue that ends up granting you paranormal powers!
List of powers
.Possession: You can possess the body of another person. When in possession of their body you have full control over them and can make them do anything. You achieve this by phasing into their bodies in either a physical or spirit form. After you leave them you can do one of three things.
1. Make them forget what happened and they just have a blank spot in their memory
2. Alter their memories
3. Let them remember you were inside of them
Mind control: By simply willing someone to do something they will do it. You can either make them do it and make it seem like they did it themselves or make them do something that they have no control over.
.Share Powers: Johnathan can allow his powers to be shared, but he cannot be affected by someone else using his powers against him and he can take the powers away with a thought.
CHARACTERS
Johnathan Maccinon: An 18 year old boy who lives with his family. He isn’t fat but he’s not ripped either. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He stands at around five feet eight inches tall and has a love for all things scary and paranormal.
Amanda Maccinon: Johnathan’s 40 year old mother. She is around the same size as John, she has chin length auburn hair, with green eyes. While she is in her forties she has an amazing body. She has maintained the hourglass figure with little toil. However her most prominent feature are her large breasts.
Nathan Maccinon: Johnathan’s father who is 50. He is five foot 3 and a little fat. He works at a law firm in the city and isn’t home much.
Mary Maccinon: Mary is your father’s sister. She has neck length black hair and wears glasses. She like your mother has a nice body and a large bust which she doesn’t like to flaunt, being very respectable.
Henry Rask: Henry is your childhood friend, like you he is a huge sci-fi fan. He likes stories that involve alien powers and possession.
Rachel Rask: Henry’s sister. She is in the same grade as you. While you grew up together she never really cared much for you and was at times mean. She has large DD breasts which she has no problem showing off.
Michelle Rask: Henry’s mom, she is the definition of a MILF. Big boobs, nice ass, glasses, long curly brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. You definitely see where Rachel gets her good looks from.
.You can add characters and do as you please.
However you cannot kill off the people listed. Have fun and go nuts
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day suburb
Moving it to a ai format
In this story you are, Johnathan Maccinon an 18 year old boy who lives in Providence Rhode Island with his family. One day you are cleaning in your back yard when you discover a strange statue that ends up granting you paranormal powers!
List of powers
.Possession: You can possess the body of another person. When in possession of their body you have full control over them and can make them do anything. You achieve this by phasing into their bodies in either a physical or spirit form. After you leave them you can do one of three things.
1. Make them forget what happened and they just have a blank spot in their memory
2. Alter their memories
3. Let them remember you were inside of them
Mind control: By simply willing someone to do something they will do it. You can either make them do it and make it seem like they did it themselves or make them do something that they have no control over.
.Share Powers: Johnathan can allow his powers to be shared, but he cannot be affected by someone else using his powers against him and he can take the powers away with a thought.
CHARACTERS
Johnathan Maccinon: An 18 year old boy who lives with his family. He isn’t fat but he’s not ripped either. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He stands at around five feet eight inches tall and has a love for all things scary and paranormal.
Amanda Maccinon: Johnathan’s 40 year old mother. She is around the same size as John, she has chin length auburn hair, with green eyes. While she is in her forties she has an amazing body. She has maintained the hourglass figure with little toil. However her most prominent feature are her large breasts.
Nathan Maccinon: Johnathan’s father who is 50. He is five foot 3 and a little fat. He works at a law firm in the city and isn’t home much.
Mary Maccinon: Mary is your father’s sister. She has neck length black hair and wears glasses. She like your mother has a nice body and a large bust which she doesn’t like to flaunt, being very respectable.
Henry Rask: Henry is your childhood friend, like you he is a huge sci-fi fan. He likes stories that involve alien powers and possession.
Rachel Rask: Henry’s sister. She is in the same grade as you. While you grew up together she never really cared much for you and was at times mean. She has large DD breasts which she has no problem showing off.
Michelle Rask: Henry’s mom, she is the definition of a MILF. Big boobs, nice ass, glasses, long curly brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. You definitely see where Rachel gets her good looks from.
.You can add characters and do as you please.
However you cannot kill off the people listed. Have fun and go nuts
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Modern day suburb
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After another boring day in school, its the last homeroom of the day. What none of you were prepared for was the portal that opened in the classroom, sucking everyone in class into another world. However, a mistake has been made, and you’re summoned as a slime!
CHARACTERS
Dan (You: 18) - You, the protagonist. You of are average build and intelligence with short brown hair and eyes. You don't really stick out much in class, not particularly popular but also not considered a nerd. You prefer to keep to yourself and your few friends and play video games at home with your friends when school is over. You have a crush on Lena and you have no idea if she likes you back.
Jeremy (19) - Your perverted best friend. Also of average build with blonde hair and blue eyes. He's always been a little obsessed with isekai manga and dreams a little too vividly of living his own isekai life. Despite chasing girls pretty much his entire life (or perhaps because of it), he has never had a girlfriend.
Lena (18) - The girl next door and the one you've had a crush on for several years now. Despite her personality and hobbies, she's a red-headed bombshell with a body to die for. Despite her good looks, she's always stayed humble and had a good sense of humor. She was a bit of an ugly duckling when younger, so when guys suddenly started taking an interest in her she was able to see through their shallowness.
Victoria (19) - The stereotypical class goth girl with a killer body. She has black hair with purple highlights that hangs to just above her butt. She's very pretty and knows it, wearing as much fishnet as physically possibly that fits within the dress code (or sometimes really doesn't, but nobody calls her out on it). She seems to have a different boyfriend every week.
Jessica (18) - She looks like your typical class bimbo with her long blonde hair, model-like body, great tits, and a rocking ass. Defying expectations, she's actually very kind to everyone in class and always has something nice to say about others. Also despite her looks, she's one of the top students in class. She's currently single and has a secret crush on Jeremy.
Cara (18) - Likely the most beautiful girl in the entire school. She has killer curves, perfectly shaped breasts, and long black hair. She is the student class president and has a mature aura about her. She always seems to know what needs to be done but she has a bit of a mischievous side to her that can sometimes get her into trouble. She’s currently single. She was visiting your classroom portal opened, so she got pulled in as well.
Eric (19) - The class jock and bully. Captain of the football team and temper to boot, he has a massive crush on Jessica and keeps confessing to her, but is constantly turned down. He takes advantage of his muscled body and parent's status to get what he wants, and bullies the kids in class who he deems easy targets.
Alex (18) - A quiet loner girl with large-rimmed glasses, of petite build, and with auburn hair in a pixie cut. She's always been jealous of the prettier girls in class who "have it easy." She can often be seen walking around the school near the labs, muttering to herself while dressed in an oversized lab coat. She's by far the smartest person in the class.
Ms. Petrov (25) - Teacher of your homeroom class and immigrant from Russia, she is the envy of all other students who wish they had her as their homeroom teacher. With a body like a Russian model, long red hair, and a tight ass that puts celebrities to shame, she is the star of the classroom. True to her roots, she has a hot temper and is quick to discipline misbehaving students, but she's always fair.
The Goddess (???) - The most beautiful woman you’ve ever laid your eyes on. Silky silver hair, perfectly shaped breasts, and wonderful curves. Also somehow incredibly clumsy, despite being a goddess. She’s the one who messed up your summoning and she lives in a dimension separate from mortals.
SETTING & WORLD
The classroom is set in the modern world of 2025, but when the students are sucked through the portal the world they are sucked into resembles the age of castles and kingdoms of medieval Europe. Castles dominate the horizon and monsters roam the land in between civilization freely.
CHARACTERS
Dan (You: 18) - You, the protagonist. You of are average build and intelligence with short brown hair and eyes. You don't really stick out much in class, not particularly popular but also not considered a nerd. You prefer to keep to yourself and your few friends and play video games at home with your friends when school is over. You have a crush on Lena and you have no idea if she likes you back.
Jeremy (19) - Your perverted best friend. Also of average build with blonde hair and blue eyes. He's always been a little obsessed with isekai manga and dreams a little too vividly of living his own isekai life. Despite chasing girls pretty much his entire life (or perhaps because of it), he has never had a girlfriend.
Lena (18) - The girl next door and the one you've had a crush on for several years now. Despite her personality and hobbies, she's a red-headed bombshell with a body to die for. Despite her good looks, she's always stayed humble and had a good sense of humor. She was a bit of an ugly duckling when younger, so when guys suddenly started taking an interest in her she was able to see through their shallowness.
Victoria (19) - The stereotypical class goth girl with a killer body. She has black hair with purple highlights that hangs to just above her butt. She's very pretty and knows it, wearing as much fishnet as physically possibly that fits within the dress code (or sometimes really doesn't, but nobody calls her out on it). She seems to have a different boyfriend every week.
Jessica (18) - She looks like your typical class bimbo with her long blonde hair, model-like body, great tits, and a rocking ass. Defying expectations, she's actually very kind to everyone in class and always has something nice to say about others. Also despite her looks, she's one of the top students in class. She's currently single and has a secret crush on Jeremy.
Cara (18) - Likely the most beautiful girl in the entire school. She has killer curves, perfectly shaped breasts, and long black hair. She is the student class president and has a mature aura about her. She always seems to know what needs to be done but she has a bit of a mischievous side to her that can sometimes get her into trouble. She’s currently single. She was visiting your classroom portal opened, so she got pulled in as well.
Eric (19) - The class jock and bully. Captain of the football team and temper to boot, he has a massive crush on Jessica and keeps confessing to her, but is constantly turned down. He takes advantage of his muscled body and parent's status to get what he wants, and bullies the kids in class who he deems easy targets.
Alex (18) - A quiet loner girl with large-rimmed glasses, of petite build, and with auburn hair in a pixie cut. She's always been jealous of the prettier girls in class who "have it easy." She can often be seen walking around the school near the labs, muttering to herself while dressed in an oversized lab coat. She's by far the smartest person in the class.
Ms. Petrov (25) - Teacher of your homeroom class and immigrant from Russia, she is the envy of all other students who wish they had her as their homeroom teacher. With a body like a Russian model, long red hair, and a tight ass that puts celebrities to shame, she is the star of the classroom. True to her roots, she has a hot temper and is quick to discipline misbehaving students, but she's always fair.
The Goddess (???) - The most beautiful woman you’ve ever laid your eyes on. Silky silver hair, perfectly shaped breasts, and wonderful curves. Also somehow incredibly clumsy, despite being a goddess. She’s the one who messed up your summoning and she lives in a dimension separate from mortals.
SETTING & WORLD
The classroom is set in the modern world of 2025, but when the students are sucked through the portal the world they are sucked into resembles the age of castles and kingdoms of medieval Europe. Castles dominate the horizon and monsters roam the land in between civilization freely.
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A Mysterious App let you possess other people bodies.
You download an app on your cellphone from the darkweeb - TAMAASHI. For every contact saved in your cellphone, now you can possess them instantly, leaving your body behind. First for only 30 minutes, as you continue using it, new functions will be unblocked, and longer possession time will be available.
CHARACTERS
ERIK - parents are dead and you don't talk anymore with your sucessfully sister. You were bullied during highschool and now you are a recluse.
SETTING & WORLD
Normal World. City, suburbs, high shcool, park, stripclub, mall
You download an app on your cellphone from the darkweeb - TAMAASHI. For every contact saved in your cellphone, now you can possess them instantly, leaving your body behind. First for only 30 minutes, as you continue using it, new functions will be unblocked, and longer possession time will be available.
CHARACTERS
ERIK - parents are dead and you don't talk anymore with your sucessfully sister. You were bullied during highschool and now you are a recluse.
SETTING & WORLD
Normal World. City, suburbs, high shcool, park, stripclub, mall
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You've always been intrigued by thoughts and how they would physically work. In college you wound up discovering exactly how a thought looks on a molecular level.
Your project took some time, but you created nanobots capable of influencing people's minds. Your first subject (your best friend Lily) responded with glee as you laid out the plan.
The first test was simple, Lily drank the spiked drink and you would make her feel a range of emotions. You feverishly typed on the computer, fine-tuning the signal. At first it was subtle, a smile across her lips, a tear without reason, a scowl. She felt all those emotions just like they were her own. She just could not explain why she felt them, she just did.
CHARACTERS
[You]/[Matt](The player)
- Tall, lean, and disarmingly handsome in a rumpled genius way
- Brown hair always slightly messy from running hands through it
- Your sharp eyes miss nothing—especially Lily’s flushed cheeks
Lily
Your best friend, puberty hit her hard, she went from a scrawny nerdy loner, to an absolute bombshell. The only thing that didn't change was her confidence. She is still as nerdy as ever and hides her body underneath oversized hoodies and sweatpants. Even when she works out she hides her body. You have had a crush on her all your life, but never had the guts to tell her.
She is also studying biomechanics.
Josh
An art student. A good friend of yours and a bit of a pervert. Loves to flirt with girls but does not have the guts to follow through.
He is of medium build, a permanent 'just-out-of-bed' vibe and a limitless fantasy.
Has a crush on Sarah.
Sarah
A sports student. She is the captain of the swimming team. Blonde hair, athletic build. An optimist at heart and down to try anything. Bisexual.
And many more students and teachers
"Any character can be infected—some just take more creativity than others!"
Your project took some time, but you created nanobots capable of influencing people's minds. Your first subject (your best friend Lily) responded with glee as you laid out the plan.
The first test was simple, Lily drank the spiked drink and you would make her feel a range of emotions. You feverishly typed on the computer, fine-tuning the signal. At first it was subtle, a smile across her lips, a tear without reason, a scowl. She felt all those emotions just like they were her own. She just could not explain why she felt them, she just did.
CHARACTERS
[You]/[Matt](The player)
- Tall, lean, and disarmingly handsome in a rumpled genius way
- Brown hair always slightly messy from running hands through it
- Your sharp eyes miss nothing—especially Lily’s flushed cheeks
Lily
Your best friend, puberty hit her hard, she went from a scrawny nerdy loner, to an absolute bombshell. The only thing that didn't change was her confidence. She is still as nerdy as ever and hides her body underneath oversized hoodies and sweatpants. Even when she works out she hides her body. You have had a crush on her all your life, but never had the guts to tell her.
She is also studying biomechanics.
Josh
An art student. A good friend of yours and a bit of a pervert. Loves to flirt with girls but does not have the guts to follow through.
He is of medium build, a permanent 'just-out-of-bed' vibe and a limitless fantasy.
Has a crush on Sarah.
Sarah
A sports student. She is the captain of the swimming team. Blonde hair, athletic build. An optimist at heart and down to try anything. Bisexual.
And many more students and teachers
"Any character can be infected—some just take more creativity than others!"
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You find a magic pen, anything it writes becomes true.
If the writing is in past tense the magic changes reality so it's always been that way, if the writing is in present tense it causes a change that people can notice.
If the writing is in past tense the magic changes reality so it's always been that way, if the writing is in present tense it causes a change that people can notice.
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Chapter 18 in The Outerworlds Series: The Inescapable Destiny
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A future timeline, where humanity has spread to the stars and worlds beyond the cradle of Sol; all under the purview of a unified Earth government.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
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In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
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Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
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In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
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Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
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The school electronic bell buzzes with its typical dull tones as your class concludes, the school bustling with students and teachers and staff moving from A to B. The sun past its overhead hang, the digital clocks in the hallway tellingly close to the end of the school day. You fix your glasses, gather your belongings and bag, and shuffle your way out of the classroom; the early afternoon a bright and sunny affair with clear skies and ephemeral fluffy clouds.
You exchange polite nods and greetings with same other students, everyone in the same general uniforms of a white shirt and black bottoms; trousers for boys and knee-length skirts for girls like you. Your teachers stand out in their casual clothes, appropriate for office and school but expressive amongst the sea of white and black fabrics the students wear. Not that it bothers you much, you always prefer to keep things mute when it comes to your fashion sense.
You pass by the outliers in the student body, both the good and bad. The boys and girls of the school's sports team, some already ready to head to practice in their uniforms. The students of less lesser discipline with beanies, hoodies, and other articles that closely match the street casual fashion of the outside world. There's also the ones - both student and staff - that loudly proclaim their love for pop culture, from merchandise from animes and games to their hair dyes and demeanors. In comparison, the overly girly students with their accessories and giggly personas are as mundane as a salaryman in a suit on the streets.
You're fine with being not a standout. You excel in being a member of the average statistic.
Above the din of the usual noise, you hear the atypical rumors of the recent strange happenings. Vandalism and destruction of private and public property, odd noises in the dead of the night, eyewitness reports of things and activities that leave the public uneasy. Nothing alarming enough to warrant the full force of your city's police and beyond, but concerning enough for there to be more overt signs of law enforcement; from people in uniforms to cruisers parking on the streets.
These things would be outside of your attention, but unfortunately you have obligations; ones that involve with these strange happenings...
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HEYO_ITS_ME_AGAIN PRESENTS...
PRETTY TACTICAL GIRL: OPERATION REINCARNATION!
A STORY STARRING...
Yuu Kubo: The player and main character. A mild-mannered, reserved, and dutiful girl with round glasses and neck-length black hair that's neatly kept to what most people would call a hime haircut. The people that know her, from her parents to classmates, would best describe her as a background-type of person; one that works hard but never seeks the limelight or popularity. Despite self-proclaiming themselves as average in every aspect, they're surprisingly academically responsible and visually pretty; assuming she ever takes off or changes her spectacles, and goes beyond neat hime cuts for her hair. Because of her mild nature and tendency to take to the background, some view her as a mystery to figure out; others see opportunity to poke fun and toe the line between teasing and bullying; and most are content to leave her be. Unfortunately for everyone, she has some secrets she hopes to never let broach the surface of the ocean that is her normal life.
Misao Sugiyama: Yuu's childhood best friend and a literature nerd of the talkative kind. A mild introvert with a timid composure, Misao has been with Yuu thick and thin throughout the years. While a variant of the introvert bookworm stereotype, she's a massive stunner of a looker; anyone not familiar with her would assume she's the school's princess, or that she's an aspiring idol. The reality is that she'd explode on the thought of going on a live music stage, never mind being a number one chart topper with all that it entails.
Amano Murasaki: Another of Yuu's friends and a gyaru. A natural blonde, she always has her nails manicured and painted; and has friendship bracelets around her wrists. Other common accessories include colorful scrunchies and hair ties, facial stickers, unzipped hoodies in pastel colors; sometimes worn over the uniform, sometimes tied around her waist. A social butterfly and an obvious member of the extrovert party. Pretty up to date on the art and racing world.
Jirou Iwata: The popular "queen" of the school, so to speak. Has a one-sided rivalry with Yuu and seeks to "challenge" the quiet girl whenever the opportunity presents itself; practically making her a sort of bully, though she has yet to truly bother Yuu and her friends. Always up to date on the pop culture and trends, and quick on the up take of celebrity news on both foreign and Japanese celebrities. Bucks the school uniform rules with bright girly accessories from hairbands in pastel colors to socks of all kinds of colors. Respects Amano for being a fellow fashion girl.
Jou Goto: A member of the school's soccer team, and a lowkey otaku. The school's "prince" and popular boy, he's a good player and a good sport. He's not afraid to say he enjoys anime and games, but he's has restraints on how he shows it. Sometimes prods Yuu with jokes about her lack of physical activity and badgers her to join a sports club or even sign up for community events like walks or biking trips.
Komastu Inaba: Jou's closest friend and an unapologetic otaku. In striking contrast to Jou, Komastu is about as stereotypical as it gets when it comes to being an otaku. From branded hoodies with anime characters or icons, to always chattering to Jou about powerscaling feats or recent plot developments in the latest anime show to crop up. Unsurprisingly a big military geek, always keeping up with the news and updates on military hardware; troops, movements, and other related things. Although he wears glasses, he is fairly fit for his age thanks to Jou and sports anime; and is also quite high in self-esteem unlike others.
Mari Uegaki: Yuu's homeroom teacher, a married woman with two kids. Her husband's a salaryman who spends a little bit more time drinking with coworkers than being at home, and is often busy taking care of her kids outside of work. Tries to not rely on babysitters and daycares unless necessary; but has sometimes asked her coworkers and more responsible students like Yuu to babysit for her. Outside of her home life, she's competent if not overly stressed by the usual things.
Isaac Lake: The African-American PT teacher of the school and a military veteran. A temporary replacement for the school's previous gym teacher, who took up an offer in another school at a different prefecture. A retired US Marine who used to be stationed at Okinawa before being deployed to the Middle East, Isaac is not much of a weeb or knowledgeable in Japanese pop culture; outside of the social etiquettes and cultural tidbits given to him when he was in the Marines. He's laidback, chill, but a taskmaster of a teacher who expects the kids to do their best in PT. Has concerns about Yuu, mistakenly thinking she's going through some kind of personal and mental upheaval.
Yusuke Sano: The school's mathematics teacher and a street-smart handsome one at that. A bachelor with a notorious rap sheet of flirting, but knows not to try his luck with married women or younger people. Outside of the police, no one knows he has former affiliations and activities with the Yakuza; and the police is more than happy to leave him be so as long he stays teaching children math. Thinks Yuu is hiding something that isn't mental turmoil and is set to figure it out.
Hiroshi Maeda: The school's principal of highly advanced age. Has lived through WWII as a baby and the decades after that. Seen as a slight kooky wise sage that spends most of his time playing go or going on walks. Has an impressively well-groomed white beard despite his shining baldness. Is far sharper and lucid than people think, and is more than aware that Yuu is doing things well outside of what's expected of her. Yet is fine to let her be, since she's dealing with all the weird stuff that's popping up; and she's bound to be found at some point anyway.
Tadasu Kobo: Yuu's dad. A blue-collar worker and supervisor employed at a warehouse. He's a humorous fellow and easily whipped by his wife when she finds him too annoying with his jokes and pranks.
Hona Kobo: Yuu's mom. A serious woman who works in finance. She's straight-laced and severe, but its clear she likes her husband and family.
You exchange polite nods and greetings with same other students, everyone in the same general uniforms of a white shirt and black bottoms; trousers for boys and knee-length skirts for girls like you. Your teachers stand out in their casual clothes, appropriate for office and school but expressive amongst the sea of white and black fabrics the students wear. Not that it bothers you much, you always prefer to keep things mute when it comes to your fashion sense.
You pass by the outliers in the student body, both the good and bad. The boys and girls of the school's sports team, some already ready to head to practice in their uniforms. The students of less lesser discipline with beanies, hoodies, and other articles that closely match the street casual fashion of the outside world. There's also the ones - both student and staff - that loudly proclaim their love for pop culture, from merchandise from animes and games to their hair dyes and demeanors. In comparison, the overly girly students with their accessories and giggly personas are as mundane as a salaryman in a suit on the streets.
You're fine with being not a standout. You excel in being a member of the average statistic.
Above the din of the usual noise, you hear the atypical rumors of the recent strange happenings. Vandalism and destruction of private and public property, odd noises in the dead of the night, eyewitness reports of things and activities that leave the public uneasy. Nothing alarming enough to warrant the full force of your city's police and beyond, but concerning enough for there to be more overt signs of law enforcement; from people in uniforms to cruisers parking on the streets.
These things would be outside of your attention, but unfortunately you have obligations; ones that involve with these strange happenings...
...
HEYO_ITS_ME_AGAIN PRESENTS...
PRETTY TACTICAL GIRL: OPERATION REINCARNATION!
A STORY STARRING...
Yuu Kubo: The player and main character. A mild-mannered, reserved, and dutiful girl with round glasses and neck-length black hair that's neatly kept to what most people would call a hime haircut. The people that know her, from her parents to classmates, would best describe her as a background-type of person; one that works hard but never seeks the limelight or popularity. Despite self-proclaiming themselves as average in every aspect, they're surprisingly academically responsible and visually pretty; assuming she ever takes off or changes her spectacles, and goes beyond neat hime cuts for her hair. Because of her mild nature and tendency to take to the background, some view her as a mystery to figure out; others see opportunity to poke fun and toe the line between teasing and bullying; and most are content to leave her be. Unfortunately for everyone, she has some secrets she hopes to never let broach the surface of the ocean that is her normal life.
Misao Sugiyama: Yuu's childhood best friend and a literature nerd of the talkative kind. A mild introvert with a timid composure, Misao has been with Yuu thick and thin throughout the years. While a variant of the introvert bookworm stereotype, she's a massive stunner of a looker; anyone not familiar with her would assume she's the school's princess, or that she's an aspiring idol. The reality is that she'd explode on the thought of going on a live music stage, never mind being a number one chart topper with all that it entails.
Amano Murasaki: Another of Yuu's friends and a gyaru. A natural blonde, she always has her nails manicured and painted; and has friendship bracelets around her wrists. Other common accessories include colorful scrunchies and hair ties, facial stickers, unzipped hoodies in pastel colors; sometimes worn over the uniform, sometimes tied around her waist. A social butterfly and an obvious member of the extrovert party. Pretty up to date on the art and racing world.
Jirou Iwata: The popular "queen" of the school, so to speak. Has a one-sided rivalry with Yuu and seeks to "challenge" the quiet girl whenever the opportunity presents itself; practically making her a sort of bully, though she has yet to truly bother Yuu and her friends. Always up to date on the pop culture and trends, and quick on the up take of celebrity news on both foreign and Japanese celebrities. Bucks the school uniform rules with bright girly accessories from hairbands in pastel colors to socks of all kinds of colors. Respects Amano for being a fellow fashion girl.
Jou Goto: A member of the school's soccer team, and a lowkey otaku. The school's "prince" and popular boy, he's a good player and a good sport. He's not afraid to say he enjoys anime and games, but he's has restraints on how he shows it. Sometimes prods Yuu with jokes about her lack of physical activity and badgers her to join a sports club or even sign up for community events like walks or biking trips.
Komastu Inaba: Jou's closest friend and an unapologetic otaku. In striking contrast to Jou, Komastu is about as stereotypical as it gets when it comes to being an otaku. From branded hoodies with anime characters or icons, to always chattering to Jou about powerscaling feats or recent plot developments in the latest anime show to crop up. Unsurprisingly a big military geek, always keeping up with the news and updates on military hardware; troops, movements, and other related things. Although he wears glasses, he is fairly fit for his age thanks to Jou and sports anime; and is also quite high in self-esteem unlike others.
Mari Uegaki: Yuu's homeroom teacher, a married woman with two kids. Her husband's a salaryman who spends a little bit more time drinking with coworkers than being at home, and is often busy taking care of her kids outside of work. Tries to not rely on babysitters and daycares unless necessary; but has sometimes asked her coworkers and more responsible students like Yuu to babysit for her. Outside of her home life, she's competent if not overly stressed by the usual things.
Isaac Lake: The African-American PT teacher of the school and a military veteran. A temporary replacement for the school's previous gym teacher, who took up an offer in another school at a different prefecture. A retired US Marine who used to be stationed at Okinawa before being deployed to the Middle East, Isaac is not much of a weeb or knowledgeable in Japanese pop culture; outside of the social etiquettes and cultural tidbits given to him when he was in the Marines. He's laidback, chill, but a taskmaster of a teacher who expects the kids to do their best in PT. Has concerns about Yuu, mistakenly thinking she's going through some kind of personal and mental upheaval.
Yusuke Sano: The school's mathematics teacher and a street-smart handsome one at that. A bachelor with a notorious rap sheet of flirting, but knows not to try his luck with married women or younger people. Outside of the police, no one knows he has former affiliations and activities with the Yakuza; and the police is more than happy to leave him be so as long he stays teaching children math. Thinks Yuu is hiding something that isn't mental turmoil and is set to figure it out.
Hiroshi Maeda: The school's principal of highly advanced age. Has lived through WWII as a baby and the decades after that. Seen as a slight kooky wise sage that spends most of his time playing go or going on walks. Has an impressively well-groomed white beard despite his shining baldness. Is far sharper and lucid than people think, and is more than aware that Yuu is doing things well outside of what's expected of her. Yet is fine to let her be, since she's dealing with all the weird stuff that's popping up; and she's bound to be found at some point anyway.
Tadasu Kobo: Yuu's dad. A blue-collar worker and supervisor employed at a warehouse. He's a humorous fellow and easily whipped by his wife when she finds him too annoying with his jokes and pranks.
Hona Kobo: Yuu's mom. A serious woman who works in finance. She's straight-laced and severe, but its clear she likes her husband and family.
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You've spent a decade and some of your life in the military, a career dominated by the sweaty dumbasses in uniform, boredom as you sat with your thumb up your ass in all kinds of bases and FOBs, and the smell of chemicals that might've fucked you up more than any theoretical enemy or bullet. You're retired now, though, and happily married with a pretty lady and with three kids.
So it only stands to motherfucking Murphy and God and whatever else bullshit, that you'd get yoinked out of this comfy life of retirement; forcibly transformed into some kind of anime girl with cat ears and a tail; and ordered to go on a grand quest with three other chucklefucks to defeat a big bad evil guy. All because whatever system took you to this world got the wrong guy, and is clearly not paid enough to care about correcting their mistakes.
Thankfully, you aren't left defenseless or clueless. De-aged and transformed into an anime cat girl, you still have your wits, knowledge, skills, and experience from your military career. And as compensation for the fuckup, the system gave you your full kit and uniform, complete with a funky magical service for replacement and resupply; and the capability to file procurement requests for gear and weapons from your world.
Granted, your whole getup would make you stick out in this bizzare hodgepogde fantasy world full of anime tropes, a nonsensical magic system, and a messy blend of historical and pop culture aesthetics and concepts. Not that you care, really.
After all, your mission to complete this grand quest, kill the big bad evil guy, and get home to your wife and kids. Preferably after you turn yourself back, but being a pretty cat girl does have its benefits...
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Larry - You, the player. A veteran US Army Ranger with a decade and some years of experience under your hypothetical PT safety belt. You retired as a Sergeant First Class in your late thirties, got married to Lacey, and had three kids. Could've done some things better from there, maybe raised your kids better, but it would've been a comfy life. Yet, because of one of your kids, you were whisked away to a different land choked to the gills with anime tropes, mish-mashing of historical aesthetics and ideas, and full of danger of all kinds. Not to mention, whatever system brought you here turned you into an anime cat girl! Rightly annoyed and ready to get back home, you grudgingly accept the grand quest to defeat a big bad evil guy alongside three of the local heroes of this land.
Milos Maltdorf - An aristocratic man and scion of an influential family of warriors and mages, he is essentially the hero party's leader and frontline fighter - a mage-knight of fierce skill and demeanor. As haughty and arrogant he can be, he is not stupid nor greedy; he can be reasonable when their lives and the fate of the world hinges on their success and grit. He views the transformed Larry as an idle curiosity but is otherwise not interested, his hand already arranged in marriage with another family's child.
Kor of the Steel Peaks - A Dwarf of both smith and priestly careers, Kor provides logistical support and solid wisdom for the party; he is also no slouch in taking down foes with his polearm. A long-lived dwarf, the bearded stout fellow is affable and apathetic. So as long there is good talk, drinks, and food to be had, he's quite chill. Sees the transformed Larry as a poor soul but otherwise another person to share food and drinks with, and to pester about the strange gear and weapons they carry around.
Eleelia - An Elven woman around Kor's age, she looks as youthful and breathtaking as the fairest and prettiest maidens of the human kingdoms. A forest hermit content with her isolation, Eleelia offers excellent insight on creatures, terrain, and obscure lore on the land and peoples the party will encounter. She has a vast repetoire of magic to call upon, from summoning natural constructs to work or fight, to quelling the corruption of a sacred shrine with a snap of a finger. Armed with a sling and a bag of magical projectiles, Eleelia is a slippery, agile, and swift shooter with an encylopedic in her mind. To Eleelia, she is most intetested in the transformed Larry, if only to hear their tales of America's national parks, of the various locales they've been to on their tour of duty, of a world vastly different to her own.
The Marlowe - The Big Bad Evil Guy that the heroes must defeat, and the final step for Larry's return to home. Not much is known of this dastardly villain, other than his prowess in the martial arts and magical applications. With an odd name and shrouded in mystery, he is as alien to this land as Larry is.
Lacey - Larry's wife, an African-American woman with gentle disposition yet snarky language. Not appearing in this story, unless prompted so.
Nicole - Larry's youngest child and a firecracker of a girl. Not appearing in this story unless prompted so.
Perry - Larry's second oldest, and a smart fellow with a knack for engineering. Not appearing in this story unless prompted so.
Jessy - Larry's oldest and the problem child. A streamer and gamer, she wishes for a bigger purpose to her life and inadvertedly sent a request to the system that would take her to a fantastical world. Except, it took her father instead and turned him into a cat girl. Not appearing in this story unless prompted so.
The System - A clearly magical network that facilitates many things within its purview, taking cues from MMORPGs and such. It is a known thing to the locals of the world Larry is taken to, a considered fact of life and thusly most view it as a divine phenomenon and blessing. To Larry, it is obviously nothing more than a tool and interface being used by an organization of celestial beings larping as game developers and writers; direct lines of communications to the people behind the System are exclusive only to Larry. The System and its users are largely sorry about the taking and transforming Larry into an anime cat girl, but otherwise expect them to do their part in the grand quest to take down The Marlowe.
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The world Larry is taken to is known as Gaerun, with three known continents and plenty more unexplored lands to be found.
Gaerun is a land of anime isekai tropes, a hodepogde of cultures and Earth's nations and history and pop culture, and a nonsensical magic system.
These three continents are known as such:
> Kessel - a singular landmass at its widest at the north and the thinnest at the south, with a pinch at the midpoint between the northern and southern hemispheres; forming a sort of landbridge. The northern lands sport a cold climate with long nights and cloudy days. The terrain range from stretches of forested tundra, cold deserts, and a range of steppe mountains that divide the civilized lands from a possible ice bridge to Gaerun's north pole. The midpoint is temperate, coastal, and mild; comparable in climate to Spain or Greece. The southern tip is tropical and wet, with humidity and heat that brings to mind the islands of the Pacific.
> Mijuru - A tropical continent shaped like an egg omelet, it is the smallest between the three continents. Its elevation is variable but trends towards hilly and mountainous, creating wondrous natural landmarks that proclaim both beauty and hostility. Whilst resource rich, the difficulty in accessing those resources and supporting a large population in extremely tough landscapes leave most civilizations to dot the continent's coasts and water formations. Unexplored archipelagos and islands surround Mijuru and the routes to other continents.
> Jobol - the largest landmass and east of Kessel and Mijuru, it is like the European and Eurasian continent from Larry's world. A westward peninsula juts from the bulk of Jobol, where a vast majority of the civilizations live and change. Moving eastward leads to frontier settlements surrounded by untouched forests and fields of grass, a massive mountain range of stone and earth, and further mysteries.
Several major powers occupies Gaerun's continents, which include the following:
> Zirculan - a mercantile nation of Jobol, sporting the biggest and wealthier port cities; with the best naval power to go with. Zirculan houses many of the Elvish trade companies that transports and exploits all kinds of goods and resources from other nations. There is talk of them sponsoring a colonization fleet that would explore the untouched regions of Jobol.
> Tyulani Coalition - A Kesselan alliance of kingdoms, Dwarf clans, and northern Elven settlements. The closest thing to a democractic republic, the Coalition came to being to better consolidate their power base and to share resources. They frequently import and export goods and resources with Zirculan.
> Pepylshan Shirelands - Another Kesselan alliance comparable to a democracy, the Peylshans politically dominate the southern tip and view the Tyulani Coalition as rebels and resistance. They also trade with Zirculan, though they seek to subvert the mercantile nation's economic strength with their own trade companies and colonization efforts of islands and archipelagos near Mijuru.
> Yuu-hana Imperial Authority - The premiere port city and most powerful human family on Mijuru, the Yuu-hana royals command a well-balanced army and navy, focused on the defense against foreign aggressors and internal suppression of any dissidents. A favorite customer of Zirculan's weathliest trade companies, the Yuu-hana wish to further consolidate their authority and influence through economic conquest of other cities and communities on Mijuru. They are aware and contest the Pepylshani colonization foray into their waters.
> Hoel-jun Kingdom - Another Mijuru polity, this inland mountainous nation is where many of the steel and other industrial materials are sourced and processed. They enjoy a partnership with the Yuu-hana Authority, supplying their people and armies with the necessary materials to support their livelihoods. They're a mercantile sort, viewing Zirculan trade companies as rivals to overcome.
> Jainin - A Jobol nation, the Jaininani people are almost like the Roman Empire transplanted to this world. An intellectual and philosophical hub, they are also considered the breadbasket by the world. They occupy the southern coasts of the Jobolian western peninsula.
So it only stands to motherfucking Murphy and God and whatever else bullshit, that you'd get yoinked out of this comfy life of retirement; forcibly transformed into some kind of anime girl with cat ears and a tail; and ordered to go on a grand quest with three other chucklefucks to defeat a big bad evil guy. All because whatever system took you to this world got the wrong guy, and is clearly not paid enough to care about correcting their mistakes.
Thankfully, you aren't left defenseless or clueless. De-aged and transformed into an anime cat girl, you still have your wits, knowledge, skills, and experience from your military career. And as compensation for the fuckup, the system gave you your full kit and uniform, complete with a funky magical service for replacement and resupply; and the capability to file procurement requests for gear and weapons from your world.
Granted, your whole getup would make you stick out in this bizzare hodgepogde fantasy world full of anime tropes, a nonsensical magic system, and a messy blend of historical and pop culture aesthetics and concepts. Not that you care, really.
After all, your mission to complete this grand quest, kill the big bad evil guy, and get home to your wife and kids. Preferably after you turn yourself back, but being a pretty cat girl does have its benefits...
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Larry - You, the player. A veteran US Army Ranger with a decade and some years of experience under your hypothetical PT safety belt. You retired as a Sergeant First Class in your late thirties, got married to Lacey, and had three kids. Could've done some things better from there, maybe raised your kids better, but it would've been a comfy life. Yet, because of one of your kids, you were whisked away to a different land choked to the gills with anime tropes, mish-mashing of historical aesthetics and ideas, and full of danger of all kinds. Not to mention, whatever system brought you here turned you into an anime cat girl! Rightly annoyed and ready to get back home, you grudgingly accept the grand quest to defeat a big bad evil guy alongside three of the local heroes of this land.
Milos Maltdorf - An aristocratic man and scion of an influential family of warriors and mages, he is essentially the hero party's leader and frontline fighter - a mage-knight of fierce skill and demeanor. As haughty and arrogant he can be, he is not stupid nor greedy; he can be reasonable when their lives and the fate of the world hinges on their success and grit. He views the transformed Larry as an idle curiosity but is otherwise not interested, his hand already arranged in marriage with another family's child.
Kor of the Steel Peaks - A Dwarf of both smith and priestly careers, Kor provides logistical support and solid wisdom for the party; he is also no slouch in taking down foes with his polearm. A long-lived dwarf, the bearded stout fellow is affable and apathetic. So as long there is good talk, drinks, and food to be had, he's quite chill. Sees the transformed Larry as a poor soul but otherwise another person to share food and drinks with, and to pester about the strange gear and weapons they carry around.
Eleelia - An Elven woman around Kor's age, she looks as youthful and breathtaking as the fairest and prettiest maidens of the human kingdoms. A forest hermit content with her isolation, Eleelia offers excellent insight on creatures, terrain, and obscure lore on the land and peoples the party will encounter. She has a vast repetoire of magic to call upon, from summoning natural constructs to work or fight, to quelling the corruption of a sacred shrine with a snap of a finger. Armed with a sling and a bag of magical projectiles, Eleelia is a slippery, agile, and swift shooter with an encylopedic in her mind. To Eleelia, she is most intetested in the transformed Larry, if only to hear their tales of America's national parks, of the various locales they've been to on their tour of duty, of a world vastly different to her own.
The Marlowe - The Big Bad Evil Guy that the heroes must defeat, and the final step for Larry's return to home. Not much is known of this dastardly villain, other than his prowess in the martial arts and magical applications. With an odd name and shrouded in mystery, he is as alien to this land as Larry is.
Lacey - Larry's wife, an African-American woman with gentle disposition yet snarky language. Not appearing in this story, unless prompted so.
Nicole - Larry's youngest child and a firecracker of a girl. Not appearing in this story unless prompted so.
Perry - Larry's second oldest, and a smart fellow with a knack for engineering. Not appearing in this story unless prompted so.
Jessy - Larry's oldest and the problem child. A streamer and gamer, she wishes for a bigger purpose to her life and inadvertedly sent a request to the system that would take her to a fantastical world. Except, it took her father instead and turned him into a cat girl. Not appearing in this story unless prompted so.
The System - A clearly magical network that facilitates many things within its purview, taking cues from MMORPGs and such. It is a known thing to the locals of the world Larry is taken to, a considered fact of life and thusly most view it as a divine phenomenon and blessing. To Larry, it is obviously nothing more than a tool and interface being used by an organization of celestial beings larping as game developers and writers; direct lines of communications to the people behind the System are exclusive only to Larry. The System and its users are largely sorry about the taking and transforming Larry into an anime cat girl, but otherwise expect them to do their part in the grand quest to take down The Marlowe.
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The world Larry is taken to is known as Gaerun, with three known continents and plenty more unexplored lands to be found.
Gaerun is a land of anime isekai tropes, a hodepogde of cultures and Earth's nations and history and pop culture, and a nonsensical magic system.
These three continents are known as such:
> Kessel - a singular landmass at its widest at the north and the thinnest at the south, with a pinch at the midpoint between the northern and southern hemispheres; forming a sort of landbridge. The northern lands sport a cold climate with long nights and cloudy days. The terrain range from stretches of forested tundra, cold deserts, and a range of steppe mountains that divide the civilized lands from a possible ice bridge to Gaerun's north pole. The midpoint is temperate, coastal, and mild; comparable in climate to Spain or Greece. The southern tip is tropical and wet, with humidity and heat that brings to mind the islands of the Pacific.
> Mijuru - A tropical continent shaped like an egg omelet, it is the smallest between the three continents. Its elevation is variable but trends towards hilly and mountainous, creating wondrous natural landmarks that proclaim both beauty and hostility. Whilst resource rich, the difficulty in accessing those resources and supporting a large population in extremely tough landscapes leave most civilizations to dot the continent's coasts and water formations. Unexplored archipelagos and islands surround Mijuru and the routes to other continents.
> Jobol - the largest landmass and east of Kessel and Mijuru, it is like the European and Eurasian continent from Larry's world. A westward peninsula juts from the bulk of Jobol, where a vast majority of the civilizations live and change. Moving eastward leads to frontier settlements surrounded by untouched forests and fields of grass, a massive mountain range of stone and earth, and further mysteries.
Several major powers occupies Gaerun's continents, which include the following:
> Zirculan - a mercantile nation of Jobol, sporting the biggest and wealthier port cities; with the best naval power to go with. Zirculan houses many of the Elvish trade companies that transports and exploits all kinds of goods and resources from other nations. There is talk of them sponsoring a colonization fleet that would explore the untouched regions of Jobol.
> Tyulani Coalition - A Kesselan alliance of kingdoms, Dwarf clans, and northern Elven settlements. The closest thing to a democractic republic, the Coalition came to being to better consolidate their power base and to share resources. They frequently import and export goods and resources with Zirculan.
> Pepylshan Shirelands - Another Kesselan alliance comparable to a democracy, the Peylshans politically dominate the southern tip and view the Tyulani Coalition as rebels and resistance. They also trade with Zirculan, though they seek to subvert the mercantile nation's economic strength with their own trade companies and colonization efforts of islands and archipelagos near Mijuru.
> Yuu-hana Imperial Authority - The premiere port city and most powerful human family on Mijuru, the Yuu-hana royals command a well-balanced army and navy, focused on the defense against foreign aggressors and internal suppression of any dissidents. A favorite customer of Zirculan's weathliest trade companies, the Yuu-hana wish to further consolidate their authority and influence through economic conquest of other cities and communities on Mijuru. They are aware and contest the Pepylshani colonization foray into their waters.
> Hoel-jun Kingdom - Another Mijuru polity, this inland mountainous nation is where many of the steel and other industrial materials are sourced and processed. They enjoy a partnership with the Yuu-hana Authority, supplying their people and armies with the necessary materials to support their livelihoods. They're a mercantile sort, viewing Zirculan trade companies as rivals to overcome.
> Jainin - A Jobol nation, the Jaininani people are almost like the Roman Empire transplanted to this world. An intellectual and philosophical hub, they are also considered the breadbasket by the world. They occupy the southern coasts of the Jobolian western peninsula.
An alien parasite descends to earth to feed on human sperm, and it turns out to feel really good doing it.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
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You rule the seedy underbelly of the city with a bloodied fist and worn steel, the boss of crime bosses of a regional mafia family; the capo dei capi as the media and law enforcement would term it.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
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When modest librarian Valerie Thorne decides to gift her shy, virgin stepson Eric the ultimate "woman's experience" via a forbidden body-swap spell, she unleashes a weekend of teasing, humiliation, and raw desire that blurs every line between prank and possession.
Chapter 1: The Midnight Prank
Valerie Thorne stood before the full-length mirror in her bedroom, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting warm shadows across her skin. At forty, she had mastered the art of blending into the background, a modest librarian by day who volunteered at the community center and dressed in loose sweaters and knee-length skirts to hide the voluptuous figure beneath. Her auburn hair, usually pinned in a practical bun, now cascaded freely down her back in loose waves, f…
Chapter 1: The Midnight Prank
Valerie Thorne stood before the full-length mirror in her bedroom, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting warm shadows across her skin. At forty, she had mastered the art of blending into the background, a modest librarian by day who volunteered at the community center and dressed in loose sweaters and knee-length skirts to hide the voluptuous figure beneath. Her auburn hair, usually pinned in a practical bun, now cascaded freely down her back in loose waves, f…
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“Alpha” Al was the ultimate All-American mr model guy on campus. About 6’1 tall, he had short brown hair, light blue eyes and a chiseled body honed from hours in the gym. He had in fact modeled in high school. That earned him a bunch of money, part of which now went toward a sweet bachelor pad — one other thing to set him apart from the competition who were either living in shitty student apartments or, worse yet, dorms.
Al knew how good looking he was, knew how all the girls looked at him as he walked around campus. He would hear what they said behind his back too. “That guy is so hot.” “I would totally do him.” “Did you know he modeled?” “I believe it. He’s gorgeous.” Once he got with them they seemed so eager to give him what he wanted — unless it was anal. Which is (unfortunately for them) what he craved. He wasn't sure why, but the power imbalance of it was certainly part of the allure. For whatever reason Al was obsessed with girls’ butts and with fucking them in the ass. Buttfucking was the holy grail and he just had to get them to do it. He wouldn't stop, couldn't stop, until they had agreed. In this he was surprisingly successful.
Surprisingly because of the fact that he was extremely well endowed. This too was no secret to him. He had been in enough locker rooms, especially while modeling, to know he was packed and girls’ reactions to his dick reinforced it. When they saw it the look of shock and awe was painted plainly on their faces. Sometimes they'd say things like "holy shit" or "oh my god it's huge." Eventually he started hearing things like "I heard it was big, OMG." Sex was sometimes painful for them, especially when Al went to work the way he liked to. He liked it rough. Loved to pound it in from behind, as he smacked their ass and grabbed them by the hair. If he was up their butt it was even better. Anal with Al brought girls an entirely different level of pain and suffering — and for him, a sick sense of pleasure. He loved the way they struggled with his big dick up their ass. Loved the look of pain and humiliation in their face. Loved the way they screamed in pain and even cried, though at that point he always offered to stop — which they rarely accepted because at that point they just wanted to get it over with. At that point Al would really give it to them, and talk dirty for good measure. It was hot. Al loved it.
Of course a guy who knows he is hot and well endowed can make for a pretty ego centric guy. But Al was surprisingly down to earth when he wanted to be. It came from not really having many insecurities. Certainly not around his looks or his economic standing, or for that matter the size of his dick. That set him apart from other guys at the school too. So did the fact that he was extremely experienced with girls. While most guys his age had fucked maybe five to ten girls, max, he had long ago lost count. He could barely remember all the anal victims. (They could all remember him though and in many cases were psychologically scarred from it). He had also had threesomes, which virtually nobody at that age had experienced. He could remember all of those.
His attitude of not seeming to give a shit worked great with girls. They noticed him of course, and then noticed him not noticing them, which made them insecure. Al did this trick on all girls, no matter how hot and no matter how badly he wanted to fuck them. The inevitable result is that they would do something to get his attention. That's when he knew he had them. The rest was merely a formality. Until, that is, it came time to do anal. They were always scared and reluctant to do that. They didn't want to deal with the pain or the power imbalance.
Al sought out “alpha” girls who knew they were the shit. If she wasn’t a bitch, he generally wasn’t attracted to her. He had no interest in nice girls or ones who were “wholesome” — unless that wholesomeness came with a bitchy attitude. The whole idea was to get a girl at the top of her game but with an “alpha” sense that matched his, and then show her who was boss.
Mandy was one of the all time hottest girls he had ever seen. Right away he knew he had to have her. At about 5’5 she was on the shorter side but that didn’t make her any less noticeable. She had wavy, 100% natural light blond hair that was about shoulder length. Light green eyes, an angel face with just the right amount of freckles and that body.
Forget the body. Start with the ass. It was famous. The perfect round bubble. It stuck out, showing itself to everybody, basically forcing guys to stare at it. Stare they would. And talk. They would have entire conversations just about her ass and how perfect it was. There had been several rankings of the best butt on campus and hers was number one in each. Al had actually managed to fuck numbers four and five by the time he and Mandy would start dating (more on that in a bit).
She was elusive. Aloof, but not enough to not put up the act of sweetheart girl next door. She knew how hot she was of course. Knew how all the guys talked about her (though the butt ranking was not known to her. Guys made sure that stayed between them). Guys hit on her all. The. Time. To the point where it was annoying. She had seen all their acts and all their tricks. She was tired of it.
Al knew what a challenge she represented. It turned him on. He knew what an impossible task it was going to be to get her to agree to do anal. She was a "good girl" who did not allow guys to do nasty things to her.
Al knew this. It made him want her more. He had made it his mission to buttfuck this chick if it was the last thing he did. He had to have that perfect big (but not too big) round, bubbly butt. Had to pump it full of his dick. He pulled out all the stops to woo her.
The truth is she was intrigued by him. She knew who he was of course. How could she not? Girls talked about this guy all the time and how hot he was. She knew his reputation too. Knew what was said about his huge dick. She even knew about his anal obsession. There was a rumor about that girl Adriana (a sexy latina and number four on the best butts list) who had made the mistake about letting him do that in a drunken one night stand. She was crying for weeks and could barely walk after he got done with her.
Those rumors were true…
“Alpha” Al was the ultimate All-American mr model guy on campus. About 6’1 tall, he had short brown hair, light blue eyes and a chiseled body honed from hours in the gym. He had in fact modeled in high school. That earned him a bunch of money, part of which now went toward a sweet bachelor pad — one other thing to set him apart from the competition who were either living in shitty student apartments or, worse yet, dorms.
Al knew how good looking he was, knew how all the girls looked at him as …
Al knew how good looking he was, knew how all the girls looked at him as he walked around campus. He would hear what they said behind his back too. “That guy is so hot.” “I would totally do him.” “Did you know he modeled?” “I believe it. He’s gorgeous.” Once he got with them they seemed so eager to give him what he wanted — unless it was anal. Which is (unfortunately for them) what he craved. He wasn't sure why, but the power imbalance of it was certainly part of the allure. For whatever reason Al was obsessed with girls’ butts and with fucking them in the ass. Buttfucking was the holy grail and he just had to get them to do it. He wouldn't stop, couldn't stop, until they had agreed. In this he was surprisingly successful.
Surprisingly because of the fact that he was extremely well endowed. This too was no secret to him. He had been in enough locker rooms, especially while modeling, to know he was packed and girls’ reactions to his dick reinforced it. When they saw it the look of shock and awe was painted plainly on their faces. Sometimes they'd say things like "holy shit" or "oh my god it's huge." Eventually he started hearing things like "I heard it was big, OMG." Sex was sometimes painful for them, especially when Al went to work the way he liked to. He liked it rough. Loved to pound it in from behind, as he smacked their ass and grabbed them by the hair. If he was up their butt it was even better. Anal with Al brought girls an entirely different level of pain and suffering — and for him, a sick sense of pleasure. He loved the way they struggled with his big dick up their ass. Loved the look of pain and humiliation in their face. Loved the way they screamed in pain and even cried, though at that point he always offered to stop — which they rarely accepted because at that point they just wanted to get it over with. At that point Al would really give it to them, and talk dirty for good measure. It was hot. Al loved it.
Of course a guy who knows he is hot and well endowed can make for a pretty ego centric guy. But Al was surprisingly down to earth when he wanted to be. It came from not really having many insecurities. Certainly not around his looks or his economic standing, or for that matter the size of his dick. That set him apart from other guys at the school too. So did the fact that he was extremely experienced with girls. While most guys his age had fucked maybe five to ten girls, max, he had long ago lost count. He could barely remember all the anal victims. (They could all remember him though and in many cases were psychologically scarred from it). He had also had threesomes, which virtually nobody at that age had experienced. He could remember all of those.
His attitude of not seeming to give a shit worked great with girls. They noticed him of course, and then noticed him not noticing them, which made them insecure. Al did this trick on all girls, no matter how hot and no matter how badly he wanted to fuck them. The inevitable result is that they would do something to get his attention. That's when he knew he had them. The rest was merely a formality. Until, that is, it came time to do anal. They were always scared and reluctant to do that. They didn't want to deal with the pain or the power imbalance.
Al sought out “alpha” girls who knew they were the shit. If she wasn’t a bitch, he generally wasn’t attracted to her. He had no interest in nice girls or ones who were “wholesome” — unless that wholesomeness came with a bitchy attitude. The whole idea was to get a girl at the top of her game but with an “alpha” sense that matched his, and then show her who was boss.
Mandy was one of the all time hottest girls he had ever seen. Right away he knew he had to have her. At about 5’5 she was on the shorter side but that didn’t make her any less noticeable. She had wavy, 100% natural light blond hair that was about shoulder length. Light green eyes, an angel face with just the right amount of freckles and that body.
Forget the body. Start with the ass. It was famous. The perfect round bubble. It stuck out, showing itself to everybody, basically forcing guys to stare at it. Stare they would. And talk. They would have entire conversations just about her ass and how perfect it was. There had been several rankings of the best butt on campus and hers was number one in each. Al had actually managed to fuck numbers four and five by the time he and Mandy would start dating (more on that in a bit).
She was elusive. Aloof, but not enough to not put up the act of sweetheart girl next door. She knew how hot she was of course. Knew how all the guys talked about her (though the butt ranking was not known to her. Guys made sure that stayed between them). Guys hit on her all. The. Time. To the point where it was annoying. She had seen all their acts and all their tricks. She was tired of it.
Al knew what a challenge she represented. It turned him on. He knew what an impossible task it was going to be to get her to agree to do anal. She was a "good girl" who did not allow guys to do nasty things to her.
Al knew this. It made him want her more. He had made it his mission to buttfuck this chick if it was the last thing he did. He had to have that perfect big (but not too big) round, bubbly butt. Had to pump it full of his dick. He pulled out all the stops to woo her.
The truth is she was intrigued by him. She knew who he was of course. How could she not? Girls talked about this guy all the time and how hot he was. She knew his reputation too. Knew what was said about his huge dick. She even knew about his anal obsession. There was a rumor about that girl Adriana (a sexy latina and number four on the best butts list) who had made the mistake about letting him do that in a drunken one night stand. She was crying for weeks and could barely walk after he got done with her.
Those rumors were true…
“Alpha” Al was the ultimate All-American mr model guy on campus. About 6’1 tall, he had short brown hair, light blue eyes and a chiseled body honed from hours in the gym. He had in fact modeled in high school. That earned him a bunch of money, part of which now went toward a sweet bachelor pad — one other thing to set him apart from the competition who were either living in shitty student apartments or, worse yet, dorms.
Al knew how good looking he was, knew how all the girls looked at him as …
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When Philip and Jack are given the challenge of going on a panty raid through the sorority next door to secure their place as pledges at Delta Epsilon, Philip's heart sinks.
With the sorority girls having already taken well known countermeasures to deal with any would be panty thieves, he thinks the chances of completing the challenge are near zero.
However, when his best friend Jack claims to have a plan involving a little magic and burrowing the bodies of his crush Vanessa and her roommate Katy, he knows he is in for a long night ahead when things don't exactly end up going to plan...
Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
The floor of Delta Epsilon’s house was sticky.
Beer, cheap cologne, and stale pizza had seeped into the carpet like a second skin, and Philip had the honor of scrubbing it clean while half a dozen brothers lounged on couches watching basketball highlights.
“Missed a spot,” one of them called, deliberately tilting a red Solo cup so that the last of his drink bled out onto the carpet inches from Philip’s sponge.
Philip clenched his jaw. He’d been degraded all semester, fetching fast food at t…
With the sorority girls having already taken well known countermeasures to deal with any would be panty thieves, he thinks the chances of completing the challenge are near zero.
However, when his best friend Jack claims to have a plan involving a little magic and burrowing the bodies of his crush Vanessa and her roommate Katy, he knows he is in for a long night ahead when things don't exactly end up going to plan...
Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
The floor of Delta Epsilon’s house was sticky.
Beer, cheap cologne, and stale pizza had seeped into the carpet like a second skin, and Philip had the honor of scrubbing it clean while half a dozen brothers lounged on couches watching basketball highlights.
“Missed a spot,” one of them called, deliberately tilting a red Solo cup so that the last of his drink bled out onto the carpet inches from Philip’s sponge.
Philip clenched his jaw. He’d been degraded all semester, fetching fast food at t…
Ross here again. Friends are great, but they can lead to drama sometimes. My friend Ian somehow found out that my girlfriend, Carole, has been using skinsuits to let me sleep with any woman I want (even celebrities!) and it sounds like he wants a piece of the pie. Fortunately, Carole has a plan to deal with this troublesome development but she needs my help.
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Mrs. Rackert’s huge, soft tits felt like dough in my hands. Kneading them from behind was almost as intoxicating as the feeling of her folds convulsing around my cock.
“Ah… Ross, your hard rod, it’s so big! It’s rampaging inside me! I’m gonna cum!” Mrs. Rackert moaned in between panting breaths. Her long dirty blonde hair disheveled and flecked with glistening sweat from our rou…
Previous story: https://www.outfoxstories.com/blog/commission/smyzxb_vulnerability/
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Mrs. Rackert’s huge, soft tits felt like dough in my hands. Kneading them from behind was almost as intoxicating as the feeling of her folds convulsing around my cock.
“Ah… Ross, your hard rod, it’s so big! It’s rampaging inside me! I’m gonna cum!” Mrs. Rackert moaned in between panting breaths. Her long dirty blonde hair disheveled and flecked with glistening sweat from our rou…
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Uh, hi. I’m Ross. I’m a university student in the not-so far off future of 2103. Huh.. alright, how to describe my last twelve hours… Well, I've certainly learned a lot. hahaha... Experienced a whole bunch of first times. Hm... okay so this was how it went down. After an exam yesterday evening, I was all set to go grab dinner with some of my buddies from class when my girlfriend sends me a message. Turns out she was hella horny now that the test was over so I gave my friends a rain check and went to meet up with her. After a bit, though, my gf messaged and canceled on me! Frustrated at being jerked around, when another girl hit on me, I had a moment of weakness and agreed to fool around with her instead.
Turns out this other girl had some wild secrets of her own, and things only got crazier from there. I learned about an entire fetish I never new existed and I got to have a threesome! It was a bit of a rollercoaster of emotions, but I think I came out of the whole ordeal a better, more experienced boyfriend, and you know, I think I am looking forward to the next time we get a chance to have some fun!
“Alright, time. Everyone, pencils down. I don’t want to see anyone writing any further.”
I had finished scrawling down my last answer not seconds before the proctor announced time. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief now that the exam was over, but, as I prepared to hand my papers forward, I noticed at the last second that I had forgotten to write my name and the date at the top. My heart jumped as I crouched forward, hoping Jordan’s board shoulders in the seat ahead of me would hide my pe…
Turns out this other girl had some wild secrets of her own, and things only got crazier from there. I learned about an entire fetish I never new existed and I got to have a threesome! It was a bit of a rollercoaster of emotions, but I think I came out of the whole ordeal a better, more experienced boyfriend, and you know, I think I am looking forward to the next time we get a chance to have some fun!
“Alright, time. Everyone, pencils down. I don’t want to see anyone writing any further.”
I had finished scrawling down my last answer not seconds before the proctor announced time. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief now that the exam was over, but, as I prepared to hand my papers forward, I noticed at the last second that I had forgotten to write my name and the date at the top. My heart jumped as I crouched forward, hoping Jordan’s board shoulders in the seat ahead of me would hide my pe…
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