Search The City For Potentials

It hadn't been very long since I arrived, and I wanted to explore the city a bit more before I leave it, maybe even finding another party member (to corrupt). Followed by my ex-warrior-now-maid, I entered an alchemy shop.

I saw a dark-robed old man at the counter. He welcomed me with the usual NPC spiel, which I ignored, and looked through his items just to see what's there. It's all very basic; I'm only in the starting town. I began thinking of ways to mess with the old man, but the sound of footsteps drew my attention to a petite woman walking down the stairs. I hadn't even noticed the stairs, and chided myself for being a little impatient to begin messing around with people before fully noticing my surroundings.

Her hair was a fiery orange-red pixie cut, with the base of her follicles being orange and gradually highlighting to red. Her eyes were a bright emerald green and everything about her face was perfect, from her lush eyebrows to faint pink blush that had been digitally applied to her cheeks. I scanned her body for curves and found... she was completely flat-chested, and her ass was "athletic" at best. She came off more as a tomboy than a butch-trending lesbian. I pulled up her stats and saw she was a Rogue class, maybe she was shopping for poisons. She took to staring at a nearby shelf in artificial contemplation.

I was feeling fatigued from all the dialogue so far and decided to keep this one simple. I certainly didn't need the upbraiding that Evelyn was going to give me for molesting this woman. Pause.

I walked up to her side and turned her face to mine by grabbing her chin. Only now did I notice how soft her thin, pink lips looked. As I had with Evelyn, I spent some time making out with her frozen form. I stuck my hand down into her leather brigandine -- and her useless undershirt -- to play with her nipples. Her nipples were tiny and her breasts were no bigger than mine. I enjoyed pulling at her nipples from under her armor. I stood behind her and in one motion, pulled her tight leather pants down to her boots.

Cute panties: a lilac-colored 'booty' short, I believed, which was wholly at waste on her form. I used my mod to just instant-steal them into my inventory. Yes, her ass was rather flat, and untoned. Her ass was nothing like the other NPC women I had played with. I figured rogues were always on the move and it made sense for the game to generate her this way. It must have helped with her sneaking. Then I had a thought and grinned to myself.

I pulled up her stats and cycled through the different types of butts I could grace her with. There were over 100 different modeled asses to choose from. I settled on a fuller, heart-shaped butt for this pixie-haired rogue. I applied it. Ah. There we go. Nice and firm, and with some thigh gap to spare. I breathed her in, rested my head. And then continued with my plan. I pulled up the stats for her body part. Scale: 100%. That won't do. I set it to Scale: 200%.

BOOM. Right in my face, double her ass, close to the plain-pantied woman from before. I had some fun. My boner pressed against my pants but... it just didn't seem like the right time for an ass fucking. Maybe I would soon. I looked over at Evelyn's frozen, paused form and thought she may be more deserving for how proud she was. I redressed the Rogue.

That was one hell of an ass for a Rogue. It stuck out very confidently within her tight leather pants. I smiled. Alright. Once more.

Scale: 400%. Fuck yeah. Now this Rogue had an ass that would shame a Kardashian. "Good luck sneaking around with that." I told her oblivious avatar. I fished my hand into her leather pants and found my way between her cheeks. I couldn't even make it to her anus, there was so much compacted ass. I pulled out.

Unpause.

I wish she would have noticed anything. But the now huge-assed rogue readjusted her gaze to the shelves, and just stayed looking at the old man's wares, this time sans panties. I took in the sight of her pillowy ass subtly moving with her breaths. I felt my work here was done and walked out of the shop. As I left I considered what it might be like to watch the Rogue in action in my own party... I could come back for her later, not like it would be hard to find her.

I figured if I was going to adventure, I might as well get some gear. It was boring to blatantly just spawn the best gear, so I headed to the nearby blacksmith. I walked up to him and opened the sneak menu to see what I could take.

"Just watch yourself, son." He warned me, cleaning one of his tools. "You don't want to meet my hammer." Sure, sure. His Awareness was laughably low at 7. I bent down in the sneaking animation and solidly ignored Evelyn's reprehensive dialogue.

High-level gauntlets? Yoink. Boots? Mine. That hammer he's so proud of? Didn't even notice it was gone. I progressively stripped him of all his worthwhile gear, leaving him in just his plain default boxer-brief undies. I looked at the right-side of my screen and remembered something: I could actually put anything from my inventory into his. I had a wicked idea. I quickly stole his underwear, averting my eyes as I had no interest in burly blacksmith cock, and replaced them with the Rogue's lilac booty shorts.

The effect was hilarious. There stood the town's honored blacksmith, walking to his toolbox for a replacement hammer, sporting only a sweat-stained white shirt and a pair of lilac booty shorts. I wondered when NPCs would redress themselves, perhaps at the night cycle. I'll bet there was a mod to avoid that, but for now I just pat him on the shoulder, to which he responded that I should "watch it, son", and moved on, a silently judging Evelyn in tow.