Explanations

Jill had reinforced the building, checking every corner to make sure it was clear. Grabbing some microwave meals she sighed in relief seeing her choice of building still had electricity. No need for a fire if they were smart about it. Clearing out room in the manager office and setting up chairs, they used the desk as a dining table in the flickering light. Of course the door behind her was mostly closed, opened just enough so she could hear any attempts at entry.

Erika slowly picked at her meal, lost in thought. The mashed potatoes were quickly getting cold but she tried to figure out what she wanted, who she was. Lewd images of the behemoth’s giant dicks rubbing between Jill and her breasts or Jill looking at her with passion while she was fucked on all fours just like that girl she saw before kept invading her mind. It was hard to deny how much it excited her. But knowing eternal damnation and servitude to some mutated man came with it, it terrified her to even imagine these things.

Not to mention whatever killed those men that were fucking them. Or whoever. There were too many questions wherever she ended up. “Um…so about all of this…”

The cold agent looked up from her meal, her deep frown warming a bit, “I guess now is a good time for some explanations. It might be hard to believe but you aren’t in your world anymore. You were summoned to mine. To this one. I was chosen as your guide and protector.”

“Is the whole world like this?”

“Oh? No. We were able to quarantine Blackreach and the Academy nearby has been hard at work keeping anything created here from leaving.” Jill paused. “So a god sent you here, Erika. And he has given me some information. You have been summoned to a world built from Earth’s fantasies. I, along with almost everyone in this world, have been a fantasy of someone from Earth. Through that desire or passion we are born.”

“So what? You like jerk it to some cartoon character and they pop in here?”

The agent shrugged and nodded, “I guess. To be honest I never really noticed. People have gotten pregnant and had babies. But here they alway grow up incredibly quickly. And pregnancies are incredibly rare without people like you around. They just exist.”

There was a pause as the woman chewed some riblet making Erika watch those plump lips and shudder at the memory. “This world I guess is a collection of creations, or even a mirror of things that exist in your world. There might even be other variations of me or you out there that were created through fantasies.”

“So there could be an army of Jills out in the world.”

She nodded in response while taking another bite, “Meeting up is super rare. Think I heard about it one time to someone in the academy. Well to be honest a few members of Overwatch have several variants and have even teamed up, but they’re a weird exception.”

“Anyway, the gods have decided to have a competition. Something that will decide the fate of our world forever. And each of them have chosen someone from your world to represent them. You each are randomly dropped with a guide and are to compete.”

Erika groaned and dropped her head to the desk, “Are you kidding me? A battle royale? The guy I’m seeing plays those stupid things, I can’t stand it.”

The woman across from her shrugged and took another bite, rubbing the sauce that dropped from her lip, “Well you might not be a fan of the rest of this. Our world is very sexually charged, based on the nature of our creation. Our entire framework as beings are based on dominance and sexual presence.”

“For example that thing you saw in there. He is powerful, extremely endowed and ruthless. It’s hard for any woman he set his eyes on to resist for long and once they feel his dominance and powerful rutting they cave completely, becoming completely submissive. We call people who can get mates into this state harem lords.”

Erika raised an eyebrow, “You’re kidding me right now.”

“The competition has changed all of you to fit this as well. That temptation that haunts you is the feeling of his dominance. The temptation to become part of his harem. However when two harem lords…face off. Whoever proves their skills superior and wins the power exchange will make the other naturally submit. And the winner will adopt the loser and their harem.”

The blonde rose her head from the desk, unaware of the red mark she made on her forehead, “So I have to fuck some randos and out perform them to win…what?”

“A God’s favour and wishes granted from that god when you return home.” Jill leaned back, “You already have the blessing from him. You are more fit and durable as well as naturally being a good fighter. These skills easily apply to sex.”

The blonde shook her head, “I’m not going to fuck a bunch of randos just for some weird wishes.”

Jill nodded, “Then I can fuck them. I am part of your harem. So I can take your place.”

Erika shook her head, “This is too weird, I’m going to the washroom.” The blonde walked out.

Jill sighed and leaned her chair back, “We are so doomed.”