Chapter 3: Introductions

“Allow me to introduce myself! The name’s Myla! I'm a ranger, but y'all probably guessed that haha! I was out here looking for herbs when I, uhh… noticed your predicament. I'm sure you had it handled! But I figured a friendly hand wouldn't be turned away. What's a peculiar group such as yourselves doing out here anyways?”

“We're- Unhghh.” I tried to pull myself up to a sitting position, but the pain was too much. The bruises starting to set in and ache deep inside me. This whole thing was humiliating, but at least there was no doubt left that this was real.

“We're travelers from a far off land.” Vance picked up where I left off. “Very far off.”

“Oh? Like from beyond the bounded cities? Don't know much ‘bout far off lands to be honest, but it sure is nice to meet y'all!”

“We're the same!” Hailey nervously laughed. “My boyfriend and our friend came here to learn more about the world, but we umm…. got lost. Could you tell us where the nearest town is?”

“ ‘corse I can. But maybe we should tend to your friend here first. Looks like the little Goblin did a number on him!”

Friend? Did she think Hailey and Vance were a couple just because they were both Elves?

“I'm, I'm not their- Nuhghh” More pain caught me off guard. I'd never been in an accident, let alone a fight, and wasn't used to my body hurting this bad.

“Now now, don't play coy. I can see how bad you're hurtin’. Just lay still and let your priestess friend help you feel better! You are a priestess right, umm… Gosh I'm so sorry! I forgot to ask for your names!”

“You can call me Vance! The lovely lady is Hailey, and the runt is Mason.”

“We'll it's lovely to meet y'all!”

“S-same…” Hailey said. “I am a priestess, but… uhhh…”

“Out of Mana? I wondered why you didn't help your friend here.”

“Yeah, that's it! We used all of our mana getting here, so we couldn't help…”

Right, we didn't actually know how to use magic yet. It would probably sound super suspicious if Myla found that out. She sounded nice, but who knows what her reaction would be if she found out the truth.

“Well don't you worry! It's not much, but I know I spell that should get him back up on his feet at least! Just hold on a second buddy, and I'll fix you up!”

Myla walked over and kneeled beside me, finally giving me a good view of her. My first look at an inhabitant of this new world.

She was strikingly beautiful, and yet decisively not. Short wavy fiery orange hair, that seemed to have a supernatural volume and flow to it. Her pale skin was perfectly unblemished except for her face, which was completely covered in a mass of freckles. With two bright green eyes shining out from the center.

Her body was small and petite, adorned in light leather armour. Not the sexy kind of armour that left half her body exposed, but practical padding for her vitals that still left her with mobility. But even without a fantasy boob window in her chest piece, I could still gauge her chest size. A B or C cup at most, probably just as perky as her personality was.

As stunningly beautiful as she was though, I couldn't get past her less than human features. Just below her gorgeous green eyes, and above her cute thin lips, was her nose. A black nub at the end of her nasal, with nostrils at each side instead of the bottom. With the texture and slight wetness of a dog's nose, it twitched and sniffed as a gust of wide rode by.

But far more striking than that was her antlers. Only ten or twenty centimeters long, but beautifully curved and stylised with intricate red markings that looked painted on.

“What's the matter? Never seen a Hybrid before?” She asked with a casual smile. Placing her hands on my chest.

“No, umm… it'd just that… you're-”

“Our land didn't have any.” Hailey glared at me, her arms folded. Had I been staring too much?

“Well try not to stare too much next time you meet one. I don't mind it!! But some of us are a bit more sensitive…” Myla blushed and looked away. Moving her palms around me while avoiding any of the leftover Goblin cum.

“Sorry.” I said quietly. Both to Myla and Hailey, who still looked mad. She'd always had a bit of a jealous streak, no matter how many times I told her I only had eyes for her.

“You're a stranger in a strange land, faux pas are to be forgiven.” With a wink and a smile, Myla began to cast her spell. The wind rousing around her, a greenish arcane glow surrounding her. “Blessed Mother. Give me the strength to heal this wayward soul.”

Energy ran from the core of her body, up her shoulder and then down her arms, focusing into the palm of her hand. Then, at the end of her chant, a pulse of pressure blasted the air. Like the shockwave of an explosion without any fire.

“Huh…” Was all she said. The glow and winds gone. “That's weird. It failed.”

Shit. That was right! My class features said I couldn't get the benefits of supporting magic! It said that was only for allied party members, but did that just mean anyone friendly to me?

“Right, sorry. I should have warned you. My class negates the effect of healing magic.”

“What? That sounds kinda stupid. Umm, no offense! What class would take away your ability to get healed?”

“It's… uhhhhhh.”

“Our resident Goblin cum rag sees himself as a Hero!” Vance couldn't help himself but laugh. “Isn't that right, champion of justice??”

“Yeah… my class is Hero.” I was excited about it at first, but having to say it out loud was really embarrassing. Especially while like this.

“Never heard of that class before.” Myla spared me from enduring more laughter. Sounding genuinely curious. “Mind if I see your class crest?”

“Yeah, go ahead.” So that's what that was called.

Myla put her palm over my crest, and again there was nothing. Leaving her with her cheeks puffed out as she pouted.

“This is a real crest right?” She asked me. “I didn't think you could fake them, but it's not working.”

“It's real, but it only works for me. Let me show you…” I sat up to get more comfortable to show her it glowed for me, when I realised. I was sitting up.

“Huh. I feel kind of better now.” The pain was still there, but I was hurting a fraction less than I was before. “Did your spell work after all?”

“No, it definitely failed.” Myla's nose sneezed, in what seemed like a frustrated twitch. “Does your class have regenerative abilities?”

“Hang on, let me check.”

“Check?”

Myla's confused face froze as I touched my crest. The information flooding back into my mind. All the previous information was there, but I already had two new class features!

Mana Processing - Ingested sources of raw Mana are particularly converted to Health.

Goblin Enthusiast : Lvl.1 - Double the effectiveness of Mana gains from Goblin cum.

….

……..

…………….

What the fuck.

“Did you get any new skills?” Hailey asked as I dropped the effect.

“Yep! I regenerate now! Hahahahaha.” I strained to make myself smile as panic took hold of me.

Why the fuck was I a ‘Goblin enthusiast’ now! And what sort of fucked up world was this where eating Goblin cum could give you mana! I didn't even mean to swallow any of it! He took me by surprise!!

I hoped to whatever Gods this world had that I could remove features from my class. I didn't want to have a permanent reminder of the most humiliating experience of my life. Sitting there as ‘level 1’, as if I was ever going to try and raise that skill. No matter how bad things got, there was zero chance I was ever doing something like that again.

“Regeneration aye?” Vance said. Cracking his knuckles. “Maybe we should test that out?”

“You're a very odd bunch.” Myla laughed softly. “Even for Elves.”

Myla stood up. Patting the dirt off of her pants, and stretching.

“If you head straight in that direction. You'll find a river, follow it downstream.” Myla pointed towards the forest in the distance. “You should make it to town by Midday tomorrow. I'd escort you there but I'm expected back with my haul.”

Another flash of energy pulsed in her, this time a silver glow emanating around her. The focus of the energy reaching her feet, that seemed to magically spark with the contact on the ground.

“Come find me at the tavern! I'll buy y'all a drink and we can swap stories!!”

Before we could even accept the offer, she dashed away. Leaping off into the air, staying low to the ground by flying an incredible distance. Skipping across vast tracts of land like it was nothing.

“Think I'll enjoy it here if everyone is as hot as her. Right Mason?”

“She wasn't anything special.” I lied. Fearing the dark scowl Hailey had on her face.

“Let's just get to town.” Hailey rolled her eyes and started walking off.

“Right. Sorry.” I said. Not fully sure what I was apologising for. "Let's go!"

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Deep in the forest, the camps identified fire no longer burned but glowed from the heat of the embers. It's warmth enough to keep her comfortable throughout the temperate night.

As night began to fall, Vance had been the one to start the fire. Lording his survival skills over Mason before the poor guy had collapsed from exhaustion. She hated that he was always putting others down, instead of raising them up. Even in this impossibly crazy situation, he was still a petulant bully.

A much taller, athletic, striking bully. With wavy blonde hair the glowed in the fires light. Smooth flawless skin that would feel so toned if she traced her finger down his chest and past his tight midriff into his….

What was wrong with her?

Ever since they got her, and she was put in this ridiculous new body, her emotions and feelings were all over the place. Every sensation felt like it was dialed up to eleven hundred!

The wind blowing onto her skin felt almost like a soothing, tender massage. The heat of the fire made her feel like she was dunked in a nice warm bath, without any of the wetness. The ground she lay on, despite being just a patch of dirt, was more comfortable than her own bed had been.

Was this just her new body? Her new, non-human body, experiencing the world as a non-human would?

“Can't sleep?” Vance opened his sparkly blue eyes. Looking at her with the same perverted lewd look he always had, only… she didn't mind it as much now.

“It sort of felt like I was for a while, but also not really?” She told him. Sitting herself up and moving next to him.

“Same. Felt weird right? I don't want to rely on fantasy tropes too much, but I guess Elves don't sleep right? They trance.” He sat up with her. Rubbing his bare, hard shoulders against her supple soft skin. The sensation sparking through her whole body.

“Mason's not so lucky I guess. Even in an adventurer's body, a full day of traveling leaves him exhausted.”

“Speaking of bodies…” Vance oh so ‘casually’ put his hand over her shoulder. “Isn't it about time we went back to exploring yours?”

“Stop it you jerk.” Hailey pushed his hand off of her, but she couldn't deny the contact felt good. Like every inch of her skin was an endogenous zone, a simple touch enough to make her start to feel light-headed.

“What? You seemed pretty interested in our ‘experiments’ earlier?”

This was so embarrassing. She hadn't been expecting his touch to feel that magically good and had let herself get carried away. Just remembering the feeling of his strong hands running over her hard tender nipples was sending shockwaves down her spine. Maybe just a little more touching would….

No! She couldn't do that to Mason. Her was her rock, the one good thing she had in her life. The only guy who didn't trust her as an object, or an annoyance. She needed him, now more than ever. The first time had been a mistake, and she wouldn't let it happen again.

“I'm being serious. No.” It felt good having the courage to say that. A strength she only had because of Mason.

“Fine, fine.” Vance looked annoyed, but he didn't push the issue. “How about some actual experiments then? I really want to be able to start slinging some spells!”

She felt the same desire, but from a very different source. Vance just wanted to look and act cool, but she needed to be useful. Mason said that healing magic didn't work on him, but maybe hers was different? Maybe they had a special bond which meant that only she could take care of him.

“Okay, what did you have in mind?”

“I've been just trying to will it to happen, but that hasn't worked.” Vance strained his face like he was furiously concentrating. Dropping it and rolling his eyes.

“You look like shriveled up chicken.” She giggled.

“Yeah, a sexy shrieked up chicken!” Vance flexed his arms and despite herself, Hailey felt her heat thump harder in her chest.

“So what else do we try?” Hailey turned to the fire to hide her blushing face.

“You had a passive reactive magic right?” He put his hand on her crest, the touch of his fingers so close to her most sensitive areas driving her wild. God she hoped that her and Mason could get a separate room in town. She wasn't sure she could endure much more of this without some release.

“How about you let me slap you?”

“Excuse me?”

“Just a light slap! Enough to trigger your ‘Calming Rebuke’. Then you'll know what it's like to use magic.” Hailey frowned at him, so he kept going. “Think about how happy Mason will be, if he wakes up and we've figured out how to use our spells!”

Vance was such an asshole, but he could be a smooth talker. It was the only reason she went on that one date with him, and let him….

He knew her insecurities, and wasn't ashamed to use them against her. Unfortunately for her, knowing what he was doing didn't make it any less effective

“Alright. One slap, just to see what happens. But not the face, okay!”

“Absolutely! I'll slap your tits instead.” Vance shook his head, ogling her chest.

“No.”

“But it's the softest part of you, it'll hurt the least!” Vance put his hand on her shoulder again, tingling her skin. “And besides, you already let me feel them.”

She really wanted to say no… but… but he was right. Yes, it would hurt the least there, and Mason already let him touch her three… he wouldn't mind Vance giving them a quick slap… she was just trying to be useful to him…

“Okay, just do it quick.” She looked away as her face flushed red. Moving the cloth on her right boob aside, clearing the target for Vance and letting him get a good look at it.

“Oh wow… your new body is so fucking hot.” Vance said. Drooling over her one exposed tit. “I mean, your last knockers were good, but these are-”

“Just do it already!”

“Here goes then.” Vance gave her boob more of a pat than a slap, lightly pressing his hand on her mind-numbingly sensitive nipple.

“What- Nughh. What was that?”

“Too soft?” He asked casually.

“Way too soft.” Did Vance think she was some delicate creature that would break from a strong gust of wind? She could take more punishment than that.

“Sooo… I should do it harder?”

“Yes.” Why wasn't he getting it? Was he that stupid?

“Ask me to.” A grin crept up on his face.

“What?”

“Ask me to go harder, and I will. I don't want you to complain that I hurt you afterwards.”

Oh like he cared about that. The smug bastard just wanted to hear her beg! But… but if it was to help Mason… then it would be okay…

“Please.” She hesitated. Gulping before she could say the next word. “Please slap my tit harder.”

“Good.”

The next slap was harder, enough to make her boob jiggle but not enough to hurt.

“Harder.” She moaned. Biting her lip.

Slap.

The next strike made noise, but still didn't hurt. But it felt sooo gooood. Her body was buzzing with energy, screaming at her to give it the release she was craving!

“HARDER!”

Uugnnnghhh

The next slap stung, stung better than she'd ever felt before. Her toes curled in the dirt and her arms were almost too weak to keep her steady as her body shook, **** for more. Just one more good hit and she'd finally be able to have the most earth shattering orgssim she'd ever experienced!

“HAR-”

Hailey started to beg for more, but she noticed something strange. Like a pink puff of dust had washed over, freezing him in place

“Did it work?”

“Uhhh… I guess it did…” Vance blinked his eyes and shook the effect off. Looking down at his pants which…

Which had the biggest bulge she'd ever seen… how… how big was he?! Did… did she do that to him?

“Well, I don't feel like fighting you anymore. So yeah I'd say it works.” Vance was actually drooling, slowly rubbing his pants as he stared deeming at her chest.” I just really, really want to tuck you now.”

“P-pervert.” Hailey couldn't help but stare back and wonder. Wonder just how big it was? How hard he had gotten. How it would feel in her hands, or taste in her lips…

“You're the one with the sex magic.” Vance smiled. Slowly lowering his pants.

“Don't!” Hailey covered her eyes and turned away.

“What? Not going to take responsibility for this? I'm fighting off a supernatural urge to pin you down and breed you right now! The least you could do is jerk me off.”

“J-just go finish yourself off behind a tree!” Hailey turned over, laying back down. “I'm going back to sleep.”

“Pfftt, whatever.” Vance got up and walked past her. “Just know I'll be thinking of you..”

Lying there on the ground, Hailey felt one thing. Not the cool dawn breeze, or the smoldering heat of the fire, or the soft inviting dirt.

Only the THUD THUD THUDing of her heart pounding in her chest.

She knew that if she had actually seen it, seen the long thick girthy cock Vance had in his pants. The warm meaty rod that she had made rock hard and bursting to cum… if she had seen it, she wouldn't have been able to control herself. Even now her body was screaming at her, telling her to chase after Vance and drop onto her knees for him.

With the first few rays of sun piercing through the trees, Hailey knew what she needed. What she needed more than anything else in the world right now. More than a way home, or a roof over her head. More than food, water or even air to breathe.

She really needed to cum.