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Chapter 30 by Roar of The Winning Punch Roar of The Winning Punch

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Lana Vs. Jasmine

Jasmine

My body was still buzzing from the rush of battle. The orc part of me may be an innocent dufus. But we agreed on a lot of things. The joy of feeling our body in motion, the exhilaration of competition, the roar of a crowd. This body was better than the one I'd cobbled together from my life as a human. You don't need to look any further than the Night shaped hole in the arena wall to know that much.

I was amazed with myself. That was so beyond anything a human could do. I tossed her like an anime character. This world was so exciting in so many ways. Everything was so tempting, the memories, the body, and sense of adventure. So I...

I let my self sink down a little bit more.

I let my fear, and loathing, be subsumed by the excitement I felt being here. And slowly, bit by bit, as I sat in my waiting room, my memories of my human life faded. My mind drifted and explored life on The Isle of Orca. Endless combat trainings, games with my sister, night's between the legs of fit green skinned goddesses, and if I focused, really let myself focus on this life, those memories could make my sex buzz.

By the time I was drawn back into the arena I hardly recognized Lana, who was the spitting image of my star player. To me she had the exotic, and exciting features of human. Brown skin, and lovely blonde hair. Twiggy for sure, but I could train her. Pack a little muscle on that lithe frame. "I'm not going easy on you." I smiled, and cracked my knuckles. Any orc would have swooned at my flirtation, but she just swayed in her elegant way to took on a pose that was no good for fighting at all.

"Good, I didn't want to hold back either."

She certainly had the confidence of an orc. "Armor on!" I summoned my heavy armor back onto my body. Comfortable as an old glove. I doubted the bard was going to try and slap me, but still. She was a seductress. I didn't need her touching my bare skin.

"Armor off!" Once again she threw off her clothing, and even before the fight started she compelled me to blush.

Muscle wasn't everything.

"Ready when you are big girl." Lana blew me a kiss.

She asked for it. "I'm ready now!"


Lana's Initiative: (11)+ 6 =17

Jasmine's Initiative: (9)+7 = 16

Before I could even get to her, she was swaying and running her body over her hands in a suggestive manner.

Charisma Attack!

DC: 17

Wisdom Save: (16) +2 = 18

Success

Jasmine Takes half damage (3)

I blushed as i felt my sex began to buzz. She was hot, there was no denying that. But if she thought I was here for tail, she was dead wrong.

"You should have tried to dodge!"

"Let's make her squeal!" I charged her with my shield it's eager hands reached out for her.

Attack Roll: (10) + 5 + 1 = 16

Lana's AC: 13

Success!

Lana talked 8 damage.

She let out and great cry of agony as I collided into her, and the shield grabbed hold. I loved feeling like a god damn tank when I ran into things. Every hit I delivered BAM! I could practically feel her hit points dropping.


Round 2

Lana didn't try to escape from my grasp. In fact it looked like she had given up on the fight in it's entirety. She was writhing, and moaning as the shield molested her in front of me. "Oh... oooh, no don't touch me there! Ah, ah! My tits! Oh don't squeeze them so hard. Oh Jasmine you're such a perv! Why are you letting this happen?" Something deep in me didn’t like that.

Charisma attack

DC: 17

Wisdome Save (16) +2 = 18

success!

Jasmine takes half damage (3)

That primordial disgust might have been the only thing saving me. I felt myself steaming as she writhed at the touch of the shield. There was something about her being so powerless in my grip. I'd always liked wrestling, and with Juniper it usually led to sex, but this was something else.

"That's right! Moan for me slut!" The shield was delighted as it got to touch Lana's bare pussy.

Lana Takes 2 Will Damage.

I shook off the lust. Nice try Lana, but I'm not like that! I don't take joy in forcing myself on others. "I don't need this shield to beat you!" I tossed the shield aside. It lost it's grip on Lana and clattered to the floor, now inert. "I'm not a pervert! I'm an orc!"

As I tossed the shield away, Lana tripped and fell to the round. I slide over her with a fist raised over my head and brought it down onto of her.

Attack!

Ac: 13

Attack Roll: (18) + 5 = 23

Critical Success!

Lana takes double damage (12)


I slammed my fist down into Lana's stomach, and the **** of the impact caused the stone arena was stood upon to spiderweb with cracks and fissures. You could almost see her ghost leaving her body. Dust and debris shot into the air all around us. They were cheering for me before they could even see my victorious form. "Jasmine Jasmine Jasmine Jasmine!" More flowers, more love letters rained down upon me.

I smiled and turned a full 360. Giggling I shyly rubbed the back of my head. "Maybe I went a little overboard!"

The crowed loved that, and kept their cheers going.

I looked up to the stands, where my sister was beaming down proudly. I'm sure she would have preferred me being smart, and just using the shield to crush her, but when you're this good, who needs to take it safe?

My eyes then drifted over to The Prince. I could tell by his face he was amazed. He would have been horrified, but Lana was clearly just knocked out, and not a smear of red mist like she should have been considering the state of the stone. So with her safety out of his mind, he had nothing to do but to look on me in awe. That felt good. So I smiled, and held out my fist to him. You know, just to let him know that I was going to be a reliable warrior at his side.

He grinned and held his fist out too. Despite the great distance between us, I could almost feel him bump it.

I don't know why but my smile faltered after that. There was a sadness in me when I looked at him. Maybe some kind of disappointment too. What could possibly be keeping us apart? I could tell from the moment we met that we were instant friends. So why did I get the same feeling I got when an enemy was nearby every-time I looked at him? Was I really that upset about being in his harem? It was an honor, to be with him on The Quest. It couldn't have been that.

So what?

What was it that was standing between us?

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