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“What's the deal with the weather?” I asked, looking toward the sky. The “sun” beat down on the tarp overhead creating a greenhouse effect, raising the temperature of the town by another five degrees. I wiped the line of sweat that accumulated on my forehead.
Juice Box stared down on me, chewing on phantom gum. “It's the desert. And the sun cycles make it even hotter later in the day. Don't start complaining now”
I shook my head in disbelief. If it was going to be like this the entire floor, I'm not sure if I would make it. The Nightmare's boiler room was bad enough. I sighed and explained to Juice Box our next steps. We would figure out the “plot” of this floor and make our way through it, being sure to not get too wrapped up in the storyline. She nodded and sauntered away.
Donut and Katia had insisted on exploring Weird Shit Alley first, and I had politely declined. I never understood the draw of outrageous brothels, which might be a problem in this town because it seemed like the entire economy. Focus!
I walked toward the saferoom, aptly named The Toe, half expecting Donut and Katia to still be out. Instead, they sat at the counter sipping on what looked like iced tea and watching Gossip Girl. Donut was excitedly explaining the entire plot to Katia while she watched the screen glossy-eyed. I cleared my throat.
“Carl!” Donut said excitedly, “Carl we saw so many fun things! There was this guy and he had stupidly chiseled abs and was trying to seduce Katia like in those late-night shows!”
Katia blushed behind her iced tea and I hadn't missed the inviting look she cast in my direction. I met her eyes and she blinked away. The heat is really getting to my head.
Donut turned back to the show, her tail swishing. Katia set down her tea and cleared her throat.
“Did you figure out anything important?” I asked, breaking the silence.
Katia pursed her lips. She had taken a form close to her original figure, with her hair cut short above her shoulders. She had accentuated her eyelashes and her face to near supermodel level. It was unlike her, but I couldn't deny she looked beautiful.
She shook her head, making her hair bounce side to side. I suppressed a smile.
“No,” She wrung her hands together, “Not anything important.”
I nodded, and she didn't break eye contact with me. She held my gaze, trailing her line of sight along my body. I became painfully aware of the exposed skin above my heart-speckled boxers. I breathed in heavily, still adjusting to the thick desert air. What is she hinting at?
Katia: The changeling she mentioned earlier had been you.
Carl: I was talking to Juice Box. What does this have to do with anything?
Katia: I… just thought we could relax together. I don't know. It’s been non-stop grinding and we haven't had a break. And the changeling… it said things, Carl. Things that excited me.
What the fuck.
Katia: We wouldn't tell Donut. Remember how Zev said I needed to be “more interesting”? Well maybe this is it. There’s no rules against it, and maybe it will boost our views. You need that right? Maybe I need you this time.
I shook my head at her, closing my eyes and tried to suppress the subtle excitement growing in my lower stomach.
Katia: You want it too, don't you?
I bit my lip, the tension growing.
Carl: Fine.
A wicked smile spread across her face as she stood from her seat. She pat Donut on the head before advancing in my direction, pulling me by the hand deeper into our personal space. I hadn't seen that look on her face before, in fact this was probably the closest I'd seen her to her true self before the collapse since we had met and Donut had convinced her to change her hair to a mohawk. I had to admit she was gorgeous like this, and she seemed more confident because of it.
She smiled lightly, turning me around and pressing my chest into her bedroom door. I felt the hinges strain at my weight. I couldn't help but remember the short where the program described human reproduction in gruesome detail. I smiled to myself, suppressing a laugh.
Katia ignored me and pulled my hands to interlace with hers. I leaned my head back against her door, nervously looking to see if Mordecai or Donut had shown up. They hadn't.
“Just breathe,” Katia whispered. I could feel the gentle heat of her breath on my lips. I leaned in and closed the gap between us, pushing my lips into hers.
“I understand why the AI likes you so much,” Katia panted between kisses, “You're so handsome when you're backed into a corner..”
She kissed me harder this time, breaking the barrier of my lips and exploring my mouth with her tongue. I let myself relax and melt into her mouth, our tongues finding one another and breaking apart. I gagged as she pushed her tongue further down my throat, realizing she was altering it as we made out.
“Mmph,” I struggled out, pushing her neck away lightly.
She stepped back, pursing her lips. “Sorry… I didn't mean to…”
I shook my head. “It’s alright, just warn me next time. Or don't. I just forget you can do that”
She smiled, and he couldn't help but think of all of the crazy things she could do in the bedroom. Quit. That's gross.
I reached behind me and let the door swing open, stepping backwards as Katia hastily shoved me through the room and toward the bed. She shoved me harder, I let out a “huff” as my knees buckled and I fell backwards onto the bed. Our lips crashed together as she climbed on top of me, grinding her hips into my groin. I felt myself harden as she ground herself into me.
“That was fast,” She teased, pulling her lips away.
“Jesus, Katia,” I whispered as she traced her nails along my waistline. I hadn't realized how chiseled the dungeon had made me. She ran her obviously enhanced fingernails along the lines in my stomach, her eyes hungrily meeting mine. I felt vulnerable beneath her.
She shifted her body so that the “clothes” she was wearing dissolved away. All that was left was her light skin. Her dark hair sat perfectly above her plump chest. I wondered how much was different than when she was human. It didn't matter anyway, she was doing it for him.
“Your turn,” She whispered.
At that, I flipped us both and tore my leather jacket off and threw it to her floor. I began to hook my thumbs into my waistline, but stopped and instead pushed myself between her legs, kissing her chest. I began sucking at her sensitive nipples, pulling them into my mouth while holding her face with my hands.
For the first time, the dungeon seemed to melt away. I looked through the UI, all of the little meters, all of my inventory and my chat, and it was just us. Just my mouth, just her, just us and the pure human feelings we were both intoxicated with.
Maybe this is why they chose us, I thought. Maybe we are a good example of love.
I pulled my mouth away from her chest and looked into her dark eyes. She was panting under me, looking at me with pleading eyes. I stared at her with parted lips.
“Does it feel the same?” I whispered.
She nodded, rolling her eyes back and spreading her arms wide. She was fully invested. I smiled and kissed down her long stomach, landing light kisses on her clit. She whimpered above me, moving her arms down and running her fingers through my hair. I hadn't realized how touch starved I was. It's like I was drinking fresh water. I began licking her more aggressively, earning louder sounds of pleasure from above me. I thought I felt her lips grow in between strokes. I continued anyway.
She dug her nails into my scalp as she arched her back and yelled out. I tasted her climax as it poured over into my mouth. I pulled my hand from her side and plunged my fingers inside of her, pulling more of her orgasm out of her. She began to moan louder.
“Carl! Stop!” She screamed, “Fuck!”
She wrenched up on my hair, then slammed my face harder into her center. I groaned as I drank her, feeling her warmth on my tongue. I lifted my face to look at her fully. Her face was distorted into a mix of orgasm and pleasure. She lifted her tired lips into a small smile, wiggling her hips into my boxers. I felt sweat drip down my chest as I pushed my boxers below my hips. My cock lifted as they gathered at the floor. I blinked slowly, placing my hands next to her hips.
She nodded at me, caressing the side of my face and biting her lip. I felt my arousal brush against her opening, breaking her folds. I was so turned on it made my mind foggy, all I could think about was her in front of me, making her mine.
I thrusted my length inside of her, making her scream out. She arched her back, her breasts pressing against my chest. She pulled me in closer, begging for more. I slid easily in and out of her, her walls gripping onto my cock and pulling me closer to the edge. I groaned each time she squeezed against my length, pushing my fingers harder into her sides. Her arms wrapped unnaturally around my sides, pulling me deeper into her. She kept saying my name, then screaming it. I could feel her grow closer again, arching her back as her walls drew my cock further and further inside.
I felt myself grow closer too, I groaned each time I smashed myself into her. I felt myself harden completely as my vision went blurry, the pleasure reaching my head as I spilled into her. I pulsed inside of her lightly, keeping my full length buried in her. She lifted her head and lowered her eyes, tightening herself painfully around my cock, trapping me inside her.
“Ow, Katia,” I whispered, “Katia.”
She smiled and let her head roll back, resting her hands by her hair.
I winced as she got tighter. I realized she wasn't going to let go.
“Katia…” I whispered as I let my head rest on her chest, feeling her chest rise and fall with each breath.
We laid like that for a while, until she released me slowly and rolled to her side, curling into a ball. She began to breathe shallowly. I shook my head and smiled, caressing her hair.
I blinked, taking in the room around me. I hadn't looked at the slew of texts I'd gotten from other crawlers, so I took a few minutes and scanned through them.
Katia rolled over and looked up at me. Her clothes had reformed, and she had somewhat reverted back to normal.
“We should go touch base with the others,” She whispered, holding herself.
I nodded and stood, offering a hand. She took it and smiled lightly at me, walking toward the door and opening it. We walked together back toward the bar area and Donut whipped around and gaped at Katia. I braced for the accusations.
“Katia!” Donut yelled, “He just crashed his car!”
Katia stood there, open mouthed, then looked at the screen and realized. She laughed.
I got a new notification. I closed my eyes. Goddammit.
New Achievement! You Had Sex!
Not all of us incels can manage to go to flavortown, but somehow you of all people managed to do it. Not to mention it's basically the apocalypse. Better late than never, stud! Next time try to make it a little more interesting, you looked like a little boy who just learned about Addison Rae's lesbian porn and looked it up on your moms YouTube account.
Reward: Little Whores don't get rewards.
You received a High-Quality Dildo (Human Male Version)