Drinks delivery

Bianca still wonders if everything that happened during the last minutes was just a weird dream. But it wasn't. The salty, sexual taste of fresh sperm is still assaulting her tongue, and it feels pretty real.

She wonders if the guards are done. If things escalate a single step, she's ready to pull out her dagger and attack that horrible innkeeper.

Innkeeper: Go on, girl. You gave my customers a good spectacle. You can go with your little buddy now.

Bianca: ...

Innkeeper: Don't give me that fucking face. And I want my cash tomorrow, or you and your family will become the tavern's official bitches.

Bianca closes her eyes, doing her best to suppress her anger. She stands up still trembling, and to the guards disappointment, she rushes towards the backdoor of the tavern and bursts against it with her whole arm, opening it brutally.

As she tries to run away from the tavern as fast as she can, she crashes against someone, knocking him down and falling on top of his crotch.

It was Eric.

[ Eric's POV ]

You had left the box of mead bottles on the ground, and were thinking about how to get into the tavern, when two squishy melons crashed against you, and took you to the ground. An instant after you have Bianca's red, beautiful eyes staring at you.

Eric: B-Bianca? I was looking for y--

You immediately forget about what you were going to say when you look a little below and notice Bianca's huge, tanned boobs. It isn't the first time you are able to peek at them, but you never had them this close. And you never felt them against your body like this. You have an instant hard-on.

Bianca: Eric...

Eric: Bianca... E-Eh could you like... get up from my body? It's starting to hurt...

She blushes even more than when she was in the tavern, somehow.

Bianca: O-oh, right!

When Bianca is getting up, something wet but sticky falls on your face. You grab some with your finger and take a look. It feels milky when you brush it with two fingers. You realize it's the same weird stuff that was covering Bianca's face. You are about to ask her about it, but you are more concerned about her safety.

You get up from the ground.

Eric: Are you ok, Bianca? I was really worried about you, there were two guards at the tavern's doors and I couldn't get in!

Bianca: I'm totally fine, Eric! I just had a little argue with the innkeeper, you know how he gets when someone owes him money...

Eric: What? Do you owe him money?

Bianca: E-Err that's not what I wanted to say! Someone on the tavern owed him money and there was a little fight, but I didn't get involved, I'm ok!

Eric: Well... if you say so, Bianca. I'm glad nothing serious happened. By the way, we should be taking these drinks to Henry right now, we're going to be late for the Adventurers Guild!

Bianca: Damn, you're right... Let's waste no more time, Eric. Get those bottles and let's get going!

You feel like Bianca's sudden excess of spirit is a little weird. But you understand her. It's a very special day after all. You take a couple bottles of mead from the box, and place the box next to the tavern's backdoor. Then you get going, following Bianca's steps.

You can't help but notice a weird fishy smell coming from Bianca. And how messy her hair looks like. It looked like... if someone had smeared cream over it. Maybe that was the weird white substance. During the tavern's fight someone might have thrown a piece of cake, or some dessert.

After some minutes of walking, you both find your step-father Henry. He shouts from the distance as soon as he sees you.

Henry: There you are, damn brat! You know how much time did I have to wait for you? I just asked for a couple drinks!

You do your best to ignore him, grinding your teeth from the anger as you give him the bottles of mead.

He places them on the ground not giving a damn about them. Right now, he's fully focused on ogling Bianca's sweaty breasts.

Henry: Shit Eric, you didn't tell me you were coming with your little friend Bianca. I would have dressed better for her...

Bianca looks away in embarrassment.

Eric: Cut it, Henry. Mom wouldn't like to hear you talking like that.

Henry: It's "Daddy" for you, brat. Don't make me say it again, if you don't want me to convince your loving mommy to put you on the street.

Eric: S-She'd never would--

Bianca: Don't listen to him, Eric. Let's get out of here already.

Eric: ... Yes.

[ Bianca's POV ]

When Bianca turns around to follow Eric, she feels a strong hand give her ass a spank.

Bianca: G-Ghya!

Eric: Did you say something, Bianca?

Bianca: ... N-no! I'm fine Eric, get going I'll follow you!

Henry is resting his manly hand on Bianca's buttock, groping her big ass while whispering on her ear.

Henry: It's time you learn your place here, slut. Eric is my bitch, and that makes you my little bitch too. So greet me properly next time, understood? We don't want poor naive Eric to learn about what a cum-slut you are.

Bianca: U-Uh?! What are you talking about?!

Henry: You don't fool anyone, bitch. Anybody would be able to smell your nasty cheap slut scent. You reek of sperm right now.

Bianca: That's n-not... You're wrong! And let me go right now!

Henry: Of course little Bianca, go follow my son. Don't mind me.

He slides two of his dirty fingers inside Bianca's mouth, covering them with drool.

Henry: But don't forget you and Eric are my little bitches.

Bianca takes her head back and runs towards Eric, spitting on the ground, trying to get that horrible taste out of her mouth. Her pussy didn't stop throbbing since she felt those rough fingers brush her tongue.

[ Bianca's corruption went up by 2 ]

[ Bianca's corruption is 14 ]