Coming to, for Round Two

Anna

It was the hands again, damn hands. Praying for me, worshipping my ex boyfriend, betraying me. They woke me up with a jolt of pleasure, I was good and wet by that point. Their fault. Daisy's fault. Praise Gabe.

I want to admit, right now before the world that I'm a driven woman. And yes while I'm very much driven by ambition, there's a sizable portion of me that's driven by spite. I very well may have resisted this stupid ritual until my brain melted from sleep deprivation. But I wasn't exactly in my right mind that morning.

Ha! I was pathetic.

It was just so gross.

I woke up, feeling good. My hand were already at work, already pleasuring me. I smiled, I felt his light about me. "Praise Gabe ruler of the world, master of my fate. Powerful and wise provider of life, sustainer of joy. I greet my morning with a smile on my lips, and a dedication in my heart. My body is yours, my pleasure is yours, my life is yours."

His favor was about me. His approval, I knew it, I believed it. The pleasure I was feeling was from him. My fingers were just channeling it. I went through my prayers, through my dedications, and then a second time. I should have received my blessing by now, but I kept hitting a wall.

Oh no.

Disfavor.

Of course.

I'd failed him yesterday. Failed him to that awful little creature.

No blessings for a wretch like me.

Only repentance.

I took one hand away from my holy place, and brought it up to my nipple. I shivered at the coolness of the wet digit. Then I pinched.

Not gently either.

I was a true believer, at least in that moment. I had no pity on a sinner. I tugged and pinched, and pulled on my nub. "My body is yours, my life is yours. I love you, I love you! Ah!" I slapped my tit. "Come on." I grunnted, my finger was a blur down on my holy spot. "I love you!" I tweaked at my nipples, my other hand slapped my pussy in between rubs on my clit. "Ah! Please bless me, please bless me! I'm sorry for not praying yesterday! Ow! I love you, I love you! I'm not worthy, I'll do better I love you, I love you please!"

Gabe

I was watching...

Jasmine

He had a distant look in his eyes. His divine sight was elsewhere in the world, looking to his followers as they committed to their daily prayers. It was so weird to sleep with a god. Not my god, but who wants to sleep with their god?

His bed had too much silk, it needed some pelts to be really comfortable.

I watched him stroke himself.

He was watching the cleric, I knew this and felt jealous.

So I watched him stroke himself, and space out. I paid attention to his hand, his rhythm, the strength of his grip and when I was ready to took his penis into my hand. He stiffened as if caught off guard, but I eased him with a soft coo. "Tend to your work." I urged him. "I'll tend to you."

Anna

"I love you Gabe! I love you! Forever, and ever and eevvvv aaaah!"

Hallelujah.

I felt his bliss enter by body, clear my mind, restore my spirit. I felt like I was floating, like I was with him, in the sky, in heaven. My nipple throbbed, my holy spot throbbed, and I was happy.

Precious

Thanks for the foot fetish Gabe!

It wasn’t bad enough that he made me a total freak, and voted me as his least favorite, but his dumb choice made me lose to Vera!

Ugh.

Might as well rub one out, I got nothing to lose.

It was so weird I wanted every minute of that debasement I gave Vera, but it was so humiliating. Even then I’m not sure if I could hold myself back if we fought a second time.

Mmm mmm those sweet sweet dwarven feet. I could still feel them on my face. A humiliating defeat, but soooo hot. I would have preferred her just beating me to **** with her mace. Those Charisma attacks were scary, it’s like I just went insane for a while, like I was watching myself run out of control.

Not fun.

Even if I was replaying it in my mind as I masturbated. I didn’t like how quick everyone had been to take advantage of my change, first Night then Vera but it was kind of fun! Getting used as the community foot stool. There was something about this new me that liked getting passed around like I had been.

“Oh Vera your feet are the best!” I moaned out.

“Umm, thanks… but I’d really prefer you do this in the bathroom or something.”

I shot out of bed. I completely forgot that I was in the same room with her. “Oh, I forgot I had a roommate…” I rolled over on my pillow so it swallowed my face. “I’ll just unalive myself now…”

——-

Hilda

That certainly wasn’t my proudest fight.

I woke calmly enough, the mania Lana had put me under was gone, but as we all know after the mania comes depression. I would have preferred a better showing, if nothing else than to prove I had worth to the group. My tryst with Gabe, and my new personality both kept me separate from the group.

It’s honestly kind of funny that they disliked me for being that dumb teenager, and for not being her at the same time.

Alas, I would have preferred a better showing.

Shaking the blues off, I sat up in bed, my night gown shrouded my body, perfectly suited for an old hag like me.

I peaked over at Lana hoping she’d chosen to wear something for my sake, alas. The little princess had decided to skip on the courtesy. She’d made her feelings toward me clear, I doubted I’d be getting any concessions from her in the near future.

What a gorgeous thing she was though. I understood her pride. Her plump human body laid out on that bed, clutching her pillow like a beloved pet. Her golden hair, her golden skin, just beautiful.

Maybe her sleeping habits weren’t so bad. I’m a liberal and tolerant thing, and if that’s how she chose to sleep I should embrace it. I’m far too old to be so closed minded. I wouldn’t sleep in the nude, but it worked for her.

She undoubtedly had the body for it.

I got lost in thought. I hadn’t noticed but ten minutes had passed since I laid eyes on Lana. When I pulled myself free the sun was a little higher than I’d been expecting.

Ignoring that I got out of bed, I was a lithe thing so I didn’t have to worry about waking the beauty across the way. Though as I arose I became aware of a wetness between my legs.

It was not the product of a night of mindless arousal. This was all very active, very in the moment. “What’s gotten into me?” I wondered as I headed into the bathroom.

I must have had a very exciting dream. But all I could remember dreaming of, was my fight with Lana…

——-

Daisy

Maybe I should start praying, Anna made it look like a good time. I’m sad I was in a coma all night. It would have been so much fun to treat her as my fuck zombie. She’d gotten dressed and left not long after she came, while I was still busy fisting my cooch.

At least I was all in one piece. Jasmine packed a punch! If we were back on Earth, I’d be dead after all of that.

Scary thought.

“What happened to my armor?” I was naked, and I had only been barely clothed. Something happened to my armor.

Did Anna steal it?

Jaque emerged from under my bed, safe now that the cleric was gone. “It was the drow mistress.” He sat at my feet. “While you both were asleep she snuck in and removed it from you. It was pretty hot, you should hook up with her. Two evil chicks would really melt my fromage if you know what I mean.”

Good to know. “Why would she steal it? She has the same armor.”

“Maybe she just wants a reminder of you? She probably tied herself up with it and touched herself thinking of you aaaaaaaaaall night.” Can cats pant?

“I don’t think so.” I eyed the little furry pervert down there. “Familiars act as spies for witches, right?”

“Oui.”

“I want you to keep an eye on her. Let me know if she does anything else suspicious.” I patted myself over. “Damn, now I have to buy another set before today’s challenge.”

“Fighting in the nude seemed to work for Lana.”

I glared at the cat. “Don’t you have an elf to stalk?”

——-

Anna

I know Gabe isn’t a god. I dated the guy, I know. But boy did I feel awake! Praying to him is better than coffee. I’d been praying at the alter of Starbucks for years, guess I’m a convert.

Why do mirrors have to be so ominous? I honestly think it would be easier if I was turned into a fantasy race. The changes would be obvious. Now I was stuck looking for differences in my same old face. You’d think I’d have that skill down, being a twin and all.

My beauticians were hard at work, fixing me up from the mess that was yesterday. I have to say, I kind of liked it. I was never very fashionable or… hygienic in real life, but this was kind of cool. Every day was a spa day. Plus I really liked how they styled me. The robes with the fur trim, the hats, I dunno I felt hot.

I never got to feel hot.

Lana was the hot twin. Still was by all accounts, but I felt good.

“I just about thought you had her in that fight mistress.”

“Oh yes, when you grabbed her and got a crit I was jumping in the air.”

“It’s true, she nearly punch a hole in the roof.”

My beauticians were giving their reviews of the of the fight. I was spectacular, and just got a bad draw.

My pride made me agree with them, but I don’t know. Why did he have to pick me for a cleric?

I was so not a cleric.

“Oh dear.”

“Oh my.”

“What’s she doing here?”

There was a stir in my dressing room. I could see why. Jasmine had come in, didn’t even knock. Some things never changed. She was so weird looking. It was an uncanny valley, ya know? She was so close to being my manager, but just off.

Maybe a little more than “just”.

Maybe I wasn’t jealous of her green skin, but I wish I could kick ass like she could. Being a warrior would be awesome. “Can I help you?”

She smiled, confidently and pointed a finger at me. I only saw her through the mirror, and she was pointing at the back of my head. “I challenge you to a game of skill. Silophan demands stiff competition, and I’m here to claim his favor.”

I sensed more Skye fuckery. Her demand stimulated something in me. I couldn’t deny her request. It was like magnets were pulling my mind in her direction. “Fine.”

She slapped me on the back, and gave a big woop. “That’s what I like to hear princess! You choose our game.”

Jasmine could probably dominate me in any sport we played, so nothing physical, plus I’m sure my beauticians would flog me if I tried. We should just arm wrestle, she got a boost from winning right? She was the best unit on the team I should help buff her!

So why couldn’t I bring myself to do it? I’d be an ass if I didn’t let her take advantage of her prize from yesterday, we were a team afterall.

But damn! She already won the tournament, and now she wanted to come here to beat me personally? That really irritated me.

I could see myself inside the video game. Just some NPC you stop at for a buff. Just a part of Jasmine’s grind towards victory.

Bump that.

She was going to have to work for it. We weren’t a team. Not really. We were eight solo players heading for the same drop.

“We’ll play a few rounds of Living in Sin best three out of five.”

“Deal!” She was in a funny mood. Overflowing with confidence, I guess I understood why.

The mirror in front of me suddenly became a t.v. A controller appeared in my hand and hers. “Oooh cool!” I beamed and watched the start up screen fire off.

At last! Video games!

it. Was. ****.

I would have felt bad if she hadn’t come into my house challenging me.

Just because she ran an E-Sports team didn't mean she could play at that level. Well, that might be selling her short. Jasmine was a great manager, and had gone through a lot of trouble to understand our sport. It helped that she was a fan to begin with, but she'd trained with us enough to really understand what we considered for our games. I'd say she was better than your average player.

I think she got lost in her other life, like I had in the morning while I was... praying. She was acting like she didn't even know what a contolor was, and just button mashed the whole time. Don't get me wrong, the mixups were insane, but I handled her no problem. 3-0.

I would have let her win two just so we could keep playing.

"Gah!" She broke the controller in half, and threw the pieces to the ground. "I almost had you!"

She did not. I smiled at her, I was so calm during the whole game that my beuticians were able to apply my makeup. "Well that explains it, we were watching two different games!"

She snorted, and punched my shoulder playfully. "Maybe I'll pick on someone else tomorrow."

"I'd recommend it."

She rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright, don't get too cocky." The controlor and T.V vanished, much to my disappointment. "Guess I won't be getting any practice in on that, huh?"

I smile at her. "I missed you."

She scrunched her face up. "Did I go somewhere?"

"Well yeah." While I'd been dating Gabe she and I hadn't exactly been on good terms. She'd **** me to choose her or my boyfriend. I'm not sure I was ready to admit that she'd been right about it. Wounds too fresh. "We haven't exactly been friendly lately, but... I heard about what you told Gabe yesterday, and... it's cool that you were standing up for me, and I'm like sorry I was such a bitch about it, or whatever."

I'd confused her. Her face was the half quenched face of someone who was listening, but not quite understanding what was being said. Though once I'd stopped talking, it **** her to respond. "Hey don't worry about it, we're a team right?"

Don't worry about it? Man, she was stuck in Orc mode this morning. So creepy, just like Hilda. These two seemed to have it the worst. Not that I didn't have problems. "Yeah of course."

She grinned at me, and held out her hand for a fist bump, a distinctly un-jasmine like gesture. "Whatever you face out there today, you keep me healed, and I'll make sure nothing touches you."

So Jasmine's Orc half was a little doofier, than her normal cool persona, but she did have a certain charisma. Kind of like a golden retriever. Kind of dumb, but SO friendly. I couldn't help but smile, couldn't help but return the fist bump either. A distinctly un-anna reciprication. "Yeah, it's a deal."

——-

Night

There’s something reptilian about the drow. Cruelty is an instinct to them.

Take Lana for instance.

On her way to the throne room, ready for today’s quest, all by herself. A human may have thought to catch up with her, make small talk.

I saw a member of the herd, unprotected, and by herself.

I was on the move before I even knew what was happening. I whipped a length of rope out, around a pillar to her side, and around her as well. The weighted end of the rope came back around to me, and I grabbed it. I then jumped and pulled myself with the rope, propelling both of my feet into her back, and her into the pillar.

Seconds later her hands were tied behind her back and she was helplessly bound to the pillar.

She opened her mouth to scream and in that same moment I gagged Her, and threw a bag over her head.

What the hell?

I fell away from her, in complete shock. That wasn’t me! I swear that wasn’t me, I did all of that on…reflex? It was like pulling your hand back from a hot stove.

Listen.

I know how I seam to you guys. Like some grumpy jerk, and honestly that’s the truth. I’m not a very friendly person, but you have to believe me when I say that I would never have done something like that if I had been in control of my body. Never.

I’m a troll, I bruise egos not bodies.

And it benefits me nothing to tell you, that I was wet.

Lana was tied up, squirming, screaming. She’d never looked so beautiful.

I drank her in. Horrified and aroused all at once. I wanted to apologize, untie her, make it better… but what if she was Gabe’s investigator? Then I’d fail my mission.

Just grab her panties and go!

No way!

I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!

I got to my feet and ran out of there, I didn’t know what to do! I panicked. A guard would find her and let her go. I just… I couldn’t trust myself to be around her any longer.

Which meant she was still on my list.

——-

Daisy

That cat was worth more, than a folder of oppo research. I’d caught Night assaulting Lana with my own eyes. Well Jaque’s eyes, but I could see through them, and oh the things they saw.

The play here was simple. Free Lana to build up my good will. It wasn’t clear if she knew who attacked her, night had come from the back. So I’d ask her. If she knew I’d tell the truth, Night was in my room last night, and I was having her followed good thing too because I was able to save Lana. If Lana didn’t know who done it, well I’m sure night would be willing to do an awful lot to keep that secret.

But you know what they say of god, and mice, and battle plans…

Jaque was standing guard by the bard, when I got there. “Good work.” I whispered to the little guy.

“Of course mistress.” The car licked his lips or whatever cats have. “Gabe will be most pleased that we saved her. I’m sure he won’t mind you playing with her before you do.”

“What do you mean?” I stepped up to the girl. I would have to get rid of these rope and the bag, who knows if they could be tracked back to night. Luckily there was a brazier nearby.

I ran my hand up her leg. I meant it to be calming, but she squeed and tried to pull away. It sent my blood boiling. “I’m sure you can think of something.”

A giggle escaped my mouth, and I didn’t even realize I was smiling. I took my other hand and just started caressing her. Her skin was just so soooooooft.

She tried to kick me off, but that just got me more excited. Laughing I tore at what little clothing she had. Her fancy little loincloth tore right off, and so did her panties!

I grinned and grabbed hold of her cheeks one in each of my tiny hands. I squeezed until i **** a squeal out of her. I giggled some more and looked down at Jaque. I must have looked like a maniac.

“Don’t be shy, she’s your prize mistress.”

He was right! I saved her, so she belonged to me. I wish they didn’t trim my nails, I would have loved to sink them into her ass! Then she would have squealed.

So instead I pulled her cheeks apart. “Mmm getting wet for me **** girl?” I asked and used my shoulder to wedge her leg up so her pussy was exposed.

Dry as a cucumber.

But that didn’t deter me. No sir. I had assholes to lick, and lick them I did. That perfect little bleached butthole. Before I was this disgusting little creature I dare say I had no positive opinions on sphincters. Now I was in love, running my tongue along her crack like it was a dessert. How humiliating, not just that I was doing it, but that I was doing it with such abandon.

So disgusting. I’m a senator who would vote for me if they saw this?

She was making all kinds of miserable noises, might as well have been talking dirty. I loved it. Me bringing something pain or discomfort was intoxicating.

Eventually my lust was too much. I’ll admit to having a boring sex life, but I have known a few moments of passion. There’s a limit, isn’t there? You can kiss and grope up to a point, and then you just have to devour the other person, or be devoured.

So I gave into my lust. I opened my mouth as far as it would go and tried to bite as much as her asscheek as I could.

It was a compromising position to say the least.

“What fresh hell is this?” The fur human and the veil human along with Anna came walking through the hall at this point.

“Uuuuuum uh wuh juh…. Untwunnng er!” I pulled my mouth off of her ass and gave a big innocent smile, strands of drool still connecting the two of us.

——-

Precious

“I thought you’d be here!” I waddled my way through the throne room, and over to the throne. Everyone’s favorite scum bag was waiting on his mark, looking bored without a phone to pass the time. I was starting to get the shakes myself. “Always early.”

He gave a faint smile, but the boy was too ashamed of himself to look me in the eyes. He must have fucked an Orc. “I’m always ready to go before my team.”

“Nice to see, that at least hasn’t change.” I stood before him, all three feet of me. Doesn’t the normal height difference between men and women suck enough? “Listen I got a million things I want to yell at you, between you messing with my mind and body. But there’s something I have to say to you before the others show up.”

I guess that was a half decent hook, because he leaned in. “What is it?”

Perfect. I used my chance to crawl onto his lap. We both grunted, I wasn’t as light as you might think. I was interested in claiming his lap as my own personal kingdom. The soon he got comfortable with me the better.

My ridiculous ass squished against him. I made a show of trying to get comfortable but I was sweeping around for his dick like a metal detector.

Searching…

Searching…

Searching…

And bingo.

I sighed and gently squeezed my butt. I had the good fortune to be the member of our group who found Gabe the least disgusting. I wanted to make sure that I made it clear that I was open and willing. “Ahhh so cozy.”

“Precious…” he squirmed under me.

“Right.” I sighed and leaned up against him. I hope Skye was serious when she said I could tell him. I wasn’t in the mood to be smote. “The truth is, we haven’t been honest with you. Skye and the rest of the group…”

He stiffened a bit. “How?”

Here we go. “When Skye woke us up before you, she told us that we would become your harem. She also told us that the first person to reach level 20 would become your queen, and be granted a wish.”

Oh no. He got quiet, that scattered brain was getting to work. “What? I don’t… why didn’t they tell me?”

“Skye told us not to. She said you’d resent us for trying to manipulate you, like for sex and stuff.”

“Aaah man I didn’t even think of that!” He slumped in his chair. “That’s why Jasmine was so eager to sleep with me…”

News alert! “You actually slept with Jasmine? I thought you two would end up strangling eachother.”

He got bashful all of the sudden. “Well it took some convincing.”

“I thought she was sooooooo eager?”

“It doesn’t matter. What wish? What is she talking about?”

“I don’t know, just a wish. Anything we want.”

“Oh I feel sick.” He shifted. I hoped my hat didn’t look too much like a bucket. “Why does there have to be a winner? Ah man, and I gave Daisy a free level! What if she wins the whole thing because of that? I don’t want to marry a goblin! And what if we weren’t sharing money, some of you would get left in the dust!”

That someone was me. “Sorry man, I just thought you should know.”

“Thanks precious. Why would Skye hide that from me, I thought she was trying to help us.”

“She’s up to something dude. I don’t know what, but none of this is what it seems. It feels like an experiment or something.”

“We should be careful. If we don’t play along, we’re dead.” He was right, as far as we know. Event if I was a total pervert now, and my body was completely changed, I still wanted to live. “Do you think I can trust you to look into it?”

“What do you mean?” I squeezed is dick between my ass. My rhythmic motion had gotten results. I was building trust, and lust.

“After the challenge I need you to find out as much information on Skye and The Audience as you can. Oh… the audience is…”

“I know about them, but no one else does. It’s another secret she’s keeping.” I laughed. “I only know about it because you went against them and turned me into a foot freak.”

“Sorry about that.”

“Yeah apologize to Vera I woke her up moaning about her feet this morning.” His dick twitched. “The point is, she’s letting us think you’re the asshole making all these changes to us, when really I’m the only one who has the right to be mad.”

He sighed. “Not the only one. In the last round the audience wanted Anna’s morning prayer to involve other people, but I changed it to where she had to hurt herself instead.”

Wow. It’s messed up but that was probably the right choice. We had to build an entire team comp around the fact that she WOULD NOT switch out, and I was the one who got benched. “See? Even then it’s important for us to know you’re rejecting stuff you think would be bad for us… that is why you chose it, right?”

“Of course! I would never hurt her… not like that.”

We’d have to agree to disagree. Who could predict what he was capable of, only Jasmine maybe. Look what he had done to me as punishment. All I could be sure of is that it was better to be on his good side than his bad. “I believe you, but I think when this challenge is over we all need to have a pow-wow and figure out where we all stand.”

“Assuming we’re all up at the end of this.”