New Aria Vandervoort

"1… 2… Hah…" At this moment, I’m on the roof of Aria's house throwing punches in the air. Sweat fills my forehead and the inside of my leotard.

But every punch I throw is filled with a power that I have never seen before. This time, making use of Aria's martial arts, the punches are so fast that the air around her whistles every time she throws one.

And, when she imbues her fists with aura, she can even make the air shoot forward like a bullet.

Under normal circumstances, this would be impossible. Having Aria's body didn't mean I had her combat skills or martial technique.

But several things are different.

To begin with, after getting up, all the memories and knowledge of aria came flooding back to me.

After overcoming the initial dizziness, everything became very clear. How to throw a punch or a spinning kick, how to imbue my body with aura, all the martial techniques that Aria had been taught.

All the martial techniques that Aria was able to perform are now mine.

I was so excited by that fact, that without thinking twice, I went up to the roof to practice.

And after hours of practicing, I can only praise Aria's body!

Even after hours of throwing punches and kicks, my energy hasn’t diminished one bit!

A sigh comes out of my mouth as I wipe the sweat running down my forehead.

The energy in this body is thundering and rumbling every second. In comparison, my old body would look like a tired snail.

And speaking of my old body... I gently turn my gaze, and there he is lying there.

His eyes are colorless and the tattoo on the back of his hand has disappeared.

I see the back of my new hand, where the mark has faded. It has the symbol of my victory over Aria.

Seeing my old body, I decide that I’ll throw it away. It’s no longer useful to me and I don't plan to go back to it from now on.

Not after obtaining Aria's body...

Even though I’ve been absorbed in throwing punches all morning, I’m no stranger to the charms of the body I now inhabit...

With my 2 forearms, I press my new little breasts against my chest, enjoying the sensation. These little rascals have been bouncing around during my practice.

Besides, even though Arya didn't excel in the breast area, she has a huge ass!

With a lewd expression I go over a few thoughts...

Before I give in to my impulses in Aria's body, there is one thing I have to do.

I strengthen my resolve.

"It's time..." I mutter to give myself strength, and set off.

After saying goodbye, I leave my body lying on a quiet street and head for the sewers.

There is no way to get lost, I know the way by heart due to my nightmares....

With Aria's physical abilities, getting into the sewers is a breeze.

I find the entrance that I had used in my test so many years ago, but without giving it any importance I go into the tunnels.

After wandering through the old, dank tunnels for a few hours I find just what I am looking for.

A rat king.

He is the same as I remember... his grotesque eyes are still a gateway to hell...

In his claws, he’s eating one of his minions, giving him a horrifying image. The fears I once had come back from the bottom of my heart.

But now it’s Aria the martial artist...

In the midst of my thoughts, the rat king didn't wait too long to pounce on me. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, my heart sinks when I see his grotesque eyes approaching me.

I let out a terrified scream "AAA GET AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Anyone who knew Aria would be surprised that a woman who puts trolls to sleep with a single punch would be afraid of a slightly larger rat.

But I couldn't care less. In desperation, perhaps out of my body's reflex, I throw a kick with the full **** of Aria's body at the rat king that’s about to reach me.

Unconsciously, the kick is imbued with aura, cutting the rat king in half.

His inert body falls with a plop. Blood spills down to my bare feet.

In shock, a mumble of "I did it..." was all I could manage to say after watching the body bleed to ****.

A rush of energy hit me. My hands are groaning and my vision clears up.

"I DID IT... I DID IT... I KILLED IT..." A frenetic emotion invades me...

My screams of excitement apparently call out to other rat kings in the area....

In a short time, I’m surrounded by them slowly approaching. When the first one is in my range, I throw a quick punch that goes right through him.

The dead body of this rat king falls without knowing how I had killed him. The euphoria I feel multiplies and a smile begins to appear on my face.

For who knows how many hours, I fight and kill the rat kings that gather around me. The fear that had haunted me all these years and that tormented me until recently…

It’s all powerless against my fists. Punches, kicks, or air bullets. No matter what they do, there is no escape.

In the once silent tunnel, Aria's voice shouts "SEE THAT ELEANOR… I AM NO LONGER WEAK!" echoing endlessly, until I finish killing the last rat king.

By the time I finish, I’m drenched in blood. But I don't care. A smile of confidence now shines on my face. The stone that was in my heart is now gone.

I come out of the sewer refreshed, old Fred is dead.

My body is sweaty and clammy from the earlier warm-up, so I head for a public shower.

A peculiar warmth rises from the bottom of my belly as I walk. To soothe it, I caressed my small breasts.

I have earned the right to do so, and I know what I have to do... I shower and change to head for a brothel.

As I change my leotard, I notice that my brand had moved from my hand to my belly.

I caress it with a proud smile. This mark symbolizes too many things to me, and seeing it on Aria's body only makes me more excited.

The little pulses of pleasure coming from my belly become more and more intense, and without being able to stand it any longer, I head for the best brothel I can find.

I open the door of a simple establishment and a strong musky smell hits my nose.

An old man standing at the counter by the stairs smiles when he sees me and asks, "Tell me dear customer what can I do for you?"

I get straight to the point, and put in the last gold coins Morgan gave me.

"I want the best you've got."

The old man's smile deepens.

"ELIZABETH COME HERE..."

After waiting a few minutes, the young woman named Elizabeth comes down the stairs. Golden hair like the sun and eyes as green as grass are the first things I see when she descends the stairs, along with her pointed ears that betoken elven. Elizabeth asks, "You called me boss?"

"Elizabeth, the young miss is in need of our hospitality.”

"Sure, right this way young miss."

I approach Elizabeth and confidently take her by the waist.

"Very bold young lady."

"I'm paying, aren't I?" I casually reply, with an attitude that Aria would never use.

Elizabeth didn't care though.

"Fufu, that’s absolutely right." Like the expert courtesan, she plays along.

As we walk up the stairs, her expert hands begin to caress my backside...

Turning my gaze slightly, our eyes met. A captivating smile blooms on her face.

Her big green eyes hint that she’ll devour me if I’m careless...

And I will find out right now…