Emilia Ness, phase 2: Veni, Vidi, Vici

"A round? Do you even play chess?" She asked, frowning. I could only imagine that my body type wasn't doing me much favor to seem like chess enthusiast.

"Would it be strange if I said I do?" I tilted my head a tiny bit.

She shot a glare at me. Okay, that seemed to be a little weird. Did Mary tell her that we were together now? If so, she didn't like that.

A small guy next to Emilia poked her elbow, getting her attention. Next moment, the four of them were quietly talking between themselves, like a coach instructing a team just before the decisive match. Soon enough, they turned to me, and she said:

"Fine. But you need to beat the three of them first."

...Okay? That seemed a little weird. Was she the final boss or something? The three people around her seemed to agree with her. Oh well.

"Okay. Let's do this." I replied. I was confident in my chess abilities. I knew my ranking. My ELO was about 1700, and I regularly studied chess openings and endgames of grandmasters. I knew my level. The only variable was the level of my opponents.

A small boy came up first. He seemed a little afraid of me, a little over 5 feet tall, with glasses on his nose. I smiled warmly and offered a handshake, making sure to be as gentle as I could. Visibly surprised, he shook my hand reluctantly, and we both sat down. Emilia put down a clock on our side and explained:

"You'll play a normal match, 5 minute each. Do you know the rules?" She turned to me.

"Yup."

"I'd like to hear them."

"...alright." I started talking about the rules of castling, En Passant, promotion... after a few dozen seconds, I finished. "May we begin?"

"...alright." She said, visibly surprised to hear me know the rules. Oh well. I was black, so I needed to wait for the first move to be made.

The boy, Cody, went for the King's Pawn Gambit. Alright. I quickly made sure to lock the center and demolished his Queen's side with a knight and queen. In the end...

"Queen to G2. Checkmate." I finished the game in about 5 minutes, almost 4 of which were used up by him thinking.

I looked over to the three spectators on my right. They were... shocked? Probably. I saw the other boy grab his hair when he realized what this meant.

Not sooner than a minute later, I started a game with Jack. Well... London System Mainline didn't give him a chance.

The girl was next. She was actually the one to surprise me. She went for... Bonkcloud. What? That was ridiculous. E4, E5, KE2. No... was she joking?

I rushed in with bishop and queen, quickly bringing her to defensive. But... she still had a trick up her sleeve. Maybe it was because I was dumbfounded with the opening, but...

"Queen to F3. Check."

I blundered my queen.

"Bishop takes F3." She replied calmly. Oh shit. This wasn't going well.

I sat in there, thinking about my next move. Shit. This wasn't going well. I had a bishop at my doorstep, and on the same diagonal, there was a queen. This was a battery that would demolish my defenses if I let it through. It was a mate in 2 if I played it incorrectly. Shit shit shit!

...calm down. I stole a glance towards Emilia. She had sparkles in her eyes. She was sure I was lost. Actually, so was I. Nancy wrecked my position in 1 move... No, couldn't I do anything?

I sat in there for a solid minute or so. Okay... think think think... It was a bad situation... but I still had my C pawn intact. It was undefended, but...

Pawn to C6 was my only move. It blundered a pawn, but... I noticed something.

She took it, and I stepped forward with my king. Yup. That was my idea. Hide behind the bishop.

The game became really intense. We started moving at rapid speed, both of us going down to 60 seconds on our clocks. Knight moves, Bishop moves, Queen moves, Rook moves, Pawn takes... Over and over again.

Somehow, I managed to get it to a semi-stable position. Nancy had a queen, bishop and 2 pawns, whereas I had a rook, knight and 4 pawns. She had an advantage, but... I could still win.

Move, move, move, move, takes, move, takes... it went on and on, until...

"Pawn to H1, promotion to Knight." I declared, earning myself stares of shock and contempt. It was natural to promote into a Queen, so why did I go for a knight? Well, I had an idea.

Nancy made a few moves, and soon enough, my plan came to fruition.

"Knight to C3." Oh shit, this was difficult to pull of, but I managed to complete a Royal Fork with that knight. Suddenly, the game tipped in my favor.

And I managed to win. It was just barely, but I did it. Hell, that girl was 1500 at least, and honestly, Bonkcloud took me off guard. I offered a handshake.

"This was an amazing game. Thank you, Nancy."

"Y-Yes... likewise, John." She shook my hand, but I could see that she was not happy about her loss.

"Man, I need a break. Do you guys mind if I take a 5?"

"...go ahead." Said Emilia, disappointment and shock displayed in equal measure on her face. She wasn't expecting me to get past Nancy. Honestly, after my queen blunder, neither did I.

I went out of the class, and went to the bathroom. After taking care of the business, I returned, only to find Emilia already sitting in a seat, fidgeting with her hair a little.

We played a game, and I managed to demolish her. Her white face became red quickly.

"What?! No, again!" She demanded.

I shrugged. I demolished her attack with Chigorin Defense, and if she tried to mate me in 5 with queen and bishop, I went Scandinavian. We played like 3 or 4 rounds, until...

The bell rang. Both me and Emilia had our next period free, but Cody, Jack and Nancy seemed to not be in such a luxury position.

Soon enough, we were left alone in the classroom. I managed to beat Emilia again. She was red on her face with anger.

"NO! How can you be so good?! You're a total jock!" She tried to insult me, but honestly, that kind of felt like a compliment.

'So, Rulebook hid my intellect from everyone because I wanted a better body... interesting.'

"Again!" She demanded. Hell, she wouldn't give up, would she? Actually, this played in my favor.

"Seriously? Can't you see you won't win easily?"

"I will defeat you! You'll see."

"Then how about a little competition?"

"...competition?" She tilted her head a little, her blonde hair swaying with the movement.

"If I win, you'll strip of something. If you win, I'll tell everyone that you beat me all the time after they left."

"...the fuck is with those terms, perv?!"

"...it's a fair deal. You have a body worth a goddess, and a reputation to upkeep. All I'm saying is, beat me once, and I'll play along to keep your spirit high. How does that sound?"

"...you're a complete pervert, John." She puffed her cheeks a little. "Fine." It seemed that my promise was getting her to comply to my terms. Nice.

We started another game. This time, I started with white.

E4, E5, Knight F3, Bishop C5, C3, Knight F6, D3, PawnxD4, PawnxD4, Bishop B4 check, Knight C3. It was Busch-Gass Gambit declined... I didn't realize she knew something like that. Suddenly, my opinion of her went up a bit. Before, she played like a solid 1500, but now, it became 1600, maybe even grasping at 1650. I wasn't the greatest at guessing the ELO anyway.

Still... the result wasn't much different. She got me into a tight position a few times, but... After a clear mistake and 2 blunders...

"Rook C8, check."

And she had no way of defending but one.

"Queen D8."

"Rook takes D8, checkmate." This is what happens when you don't create an escape route for your king when you castle. She had no way of running away, and was sniped by a rook from across the board.

Emilia sat in complete disbelief. She looked at the pieces, trying to find anything she could've done to save herself, but... there was none. To be honest, I was in similar position. No way out. Was it not for her blunder earlier on, it might've been my loss.

But the result was what it was. I noticed how she eyed me with anger. She agreed to the deal, so... she knew what happened next.

"...you're a pervert." She said, getting a hold of her green shirt. Slowly, she moved it past her neck, and then over her head, all the time checking whether I was watching, and sure enough, I was still in there. She didn't look under the table. Honestly, her loss. I let my dick get to full 16 inch mast just for her for a moment, straining against leg of my uniform and looking like a hid a baseball bat in there. Honestly, it was so constraining that I got a hand to free it whilst I was calming myself down.

Oh, and there was a thing I didn't tell Emilia about this competition of ours.

I blew a little air towards her, and made sure to emanate ever so little of my aphrodisiac smell. It was a tiny bit, but I was sure that it would be enough to have some kind of an effect. Sure enough, I noticed how her ears became pink quickly. Or maybe she was embarrassed by only being in her bra in front of me? Oh well, I didn't care.

Her tits had a nice bounce to them, and despite being constrained by her white bra, I could easily imagine how they looked. Oh yeah, it was nice.

"How about another game?" I made a small smile, which was met by another glare from Emilia.

"I'll beat you up." She threatened. Hell, it kind of felt like she wasn't just speaking about chess. Oh well, I didn't care.

A second game went on, and surprisingly, she lost very quickly. In no more than 25 moves, I had checkmated her. Her eyes seemed to become a little teary, but she swiped them with a hand. She looked at me, and I didn't reply, instead only increasing amount of aphrodisiac a tiny bit. I couldn't have her gone mad like Sarah. I wanted her to submit, but of her own accord.

Emilia got up. Quickly, she reached to the button holding her jeans together, and in one go she undid it, the zipper, and slid them downwards, exposing her huge ass to me. She had some panties, but honestly, they kind of looked like G-strings on her.

Holy shit that ass was perfect. The jiggle when she stepped out of her clothes. The ripples that traveled across the white surfaces. Too hot, TOO HOT!

A loud thump was heard, followed by a somewhat painful sensation and a tiny shake from chess pieces. Emillia looked at me with a mix of surprise and shock.

"L-Leg twitch." I explained quickly, not wanting to tell her how hard my dick hit the desk. Honestly, I didn't blame it. Just like Olivia, Emilia was a queen of her own world, and honestly, it was too much for me at the moment.

Slowly, we stared the next session. Honestly, there was a bit of a tense atmosphere between us. I stopped smiling, and Emilia stopped looking at me with a hateful glare. Right there, there was a silent agreement between us, telling us not to speak.

Soon, I won again. I smirked, and Emilia... honestly, she didn't even hesitate much this time. She undid hooks of her bra, letting her perky girls out. Oh shit, those were amazing, too. They were small compared to Mary, but still a handful for me.

"Enjoy this while you can, pervert." She put on a pout, waiting for my move.

There was a second thump after she said it. It was quieter than before, but still audible, and the vibration was sent throughout the table, reaching both mine and hers hands. She looked at me.

"Leg twitch?" She asked.

"...yeah." I nodded.

"Faen..." She said in Norwegian. Whatever it meant, I had no idea, but I noticed her face getting a lot of red to it, and it was not from anger anymore.

I blew a third doze of aphrodisiac. We played the fourth round, and I won even faster. Emilia got up, and took off her panties. For a brief moment I noticed how her pussy was shaved and slowly dripping onto her legs. Aphrodisiac was working wonders.

She bent downwards, getting the last article of clothing that mattered down her legs. Suddenly, I noticed how her head tilted, and she froze mid-motion. For a few seconds, I wondered why she stopped, but then she resumed what she was doing. On top of undoing her panties, she got out of her shoes and socks, now sitting across the table from me, completely naked.

My dick was brushing under the surface of the desk as I was obviously staring at her tits. I imagined her giving me a sloppy blowjob while she would jiggle her ass to the best of capabilities. Holy shit, this was too much.

...I lost. I got so distracted that I forgot what I was doing. I was still fighting her onslaught, but I blundered 3 times in a row, and eventually, got checkmated around move 35. Oh shit.

Was this the end? Yup. I lowered my head, admitting my defeat. I could've just **** Emilia to accept my victory, but... No. I didn't want to use Rulebook until I absolutely had to. I could get Emilia another day...

...or so I thought. She got up.

"I won. You know what it means." She said with a smile.

"...Yeah." I nodded, still sitting in my chair. First, I needed to hide my obvious boner.

"You won't tell anyone what is about to happen."

"...yeah. Wait... what?" I looked at her, and noticed how she was standing next to me, her tits inches from my face.

"Enough with the foreplay." She said sharply, getting a hold of the desk. "I think we've had enough." She pushed it away, exposing my 16-incher. "Faen..." She said again. "Jock or nerd, I don't care... this is a behemoth." She said carefully, her hand moving towards the tip. "And now it's mine."