Karlachs Corruption

“Come here, soldier.”

The tent flap had barely fallen closed behind me when Karlach’s voice rang out through the camp. I stepped out into the night air, the ache of Lae’zel’s reciprocation still clinging to my skin, yet I felt something stir looking at Karlach, there she was beside the cauldron—nude, radiant, and utterly unapologetic.

She stood confidently in the firelight, every inch of her exposed on purpose. Her deep red skin glowed like embers, kissed with sweat and the pulsing from her heart. Muscles flexed and rolled under her skin as she shifted her weight, and every scar along her toned body glinted like worn medals. Her figure, powerful and commanding. She didn’t try to cover herself. Not just to tease, but also to show thanks. The tilt of her hips, the curl of her smile—it was all deliberate.

Her voice low and warm. “Figured I’d give you something worth coming back to.”

I stopped a few paces away and took her in. “You definitely know how to make an impression.”

Karlach grinned and turned to the cauldron, dipping her fingers in the surface. “Last time... wasn’t just about slowing the tadpole, was it? That moment you touched me? It lit something up inside. I didn’t realize just how much I missed being touched. Being seen. I’m glad it was you.”

She looked back at me, eyes softer than usual, waiting.

I stepped close, “Then let’s do it right this time. Get in on all fours. Chest in the water. Ass above.”

Her smirk deepened. “Now we’re talking.”

Without hesitation, she stepped into the "hot tub", the water rising around her thighs with a gentle splash. She knelt and lowered herself forward until her arms rested against the far edge, her back arched and her ass lifted perfectly above the surface. Her muscles shifted as she moved, her body still tense with anticipation. The slope of her ass was mesmerizing—round, strong, tightly shaped, a curve sculpted by war and now softened by want. Her thighs parted just slightly, offering the first glimmer of the glistening heat between her legs. But she wasn’t as rushed. This wasn’t the frantic desperation from before. She was savoring this.

I knelt behind her, watching steam swirl along her back. “You like being putting on a show,” I murmured.

Karlach’s fingers dug into the rim of the cauldron. “You think I wear those straps for armor?”

“The way your leathers wrap around your hips, leave your chest barely covered...” I whispered “You want to tease, don't you?”

She shivered beneath me. “Would you like that?”

The tension had slowly taken a hold of her, she was close now..

"I would"

A groan slipped from her lips, her hips subtly shifting back toward me.

“All those glances. All those stretches. All that skin. You love being noticed. You crave to be wanted. Adored. Corrected.”

“I want it,” she whispered, breath catching.

“Then ask for it,” I growled.

The water rippled hotter around her, the air thickening. Her body trembled, but it wasn’t fear. It was tension. I raised my hand, drawing the magic up through my veins. The Alluring Blast surged, coiling into my palm like lightning waiting to strike.

"..Please.." She stammered

I leaned in, breath cool against her spine. “Good girl.”

Then I struck.

My hand cracked against her ass, skin on skin, a sharp echo that rolled across the clearing. The instant contact seared my palm, heat biting into flesh. But I didn’t pull away. I released the blast directly into her cheek.

Her reaction was immediate. Her whole body spasmed, the scream that tore from her throat raw and feral. She came undone, her back arching, muscles locking tight before shuddering as wave after wave tore through her. The water sloshed violently, steam billowing around us as her thighs jerked and flexed. The air turned white with mist.

I flexed my hand, the sting still fresh, but her reaction made it worth it.

She collapsed forward in the water, head resting on her arms, chest heaving. For a long moment, she was silent.

Then, from within the curtain of steam, I heard it—a soft, breathy giggle, almost girlish.

“..Th-thank you,” she whispered.

[Karlach: Corruption +4]

Her glow, once a steady molten orange, flickered—for a heartbeat—pink, gentle, and unfamiliar. Her body shimmered in the mist, and as it began to thin, I saw it.

Her waist had narrowed slightly, hips reshaped just enough to highlight her curves more deliberately. Her breasts had swelled—enough to give her shape a new kind of allure. Still Karlach. Still strong. But different. Like a hunger rediscovered, or perhaps just awakening.

She stayed draped in the cauldron, her breath slowing, a quiet smile on her lips.

"You really did a number on me, soldier"

[Karlach Stage 1 Corruption]

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