Work in his brothel

The brothel is elegant, with crystal chandeliers, velvet curtains, and the noble people escape from their homes to relax here. But the work was the same as any brothel: sweat, groans, and the humiliation of being used.

You think you should escape, you accept a cup of spiced wine when they are explaining the disgusting work and payment. When the people at the brothel are distracted, you are ready to cast an invisibility spell and banish, but you feel a warmth on your body... You can't control your actions, this wine is driving you crazy, you want to take a customer and fuck him like a whore.

You try to control yourself, but you can't, you stop pretending and caring. When the first man reached for you, you act like a true whore and you swallow his cock without doubts, then you fuck him and you obey every single think without complain. He's surprised, and the word spreads.

Soon, they lined up for you, lords, merchants, even a knight or two, all eager to see if the rumors were true.
You became a legend, but every legend has an end.

You forget about your world, unfortunately, the alcoholic drinks from this world have a special effect on people from other dimensions.
After some time, with your mind affected by the wine, you don't take care of your body, and you are ruined.

When you are outside the brothel, you fuck random people on the dark alleys, and the owner of the brothel have to spend hundreds of gold coins to pay for the potions to heal you from the diseases.
The captain of the guard has a private talk with you and says "You’re not worth the gold it takes to keep you alive, you are free to go, get out and do whatever you want."

The streets welcomed you like an old lover: filthy, unforgiving, and hungry. No more silk sheets, only rough, dirty sex on the alleys.
Soon, you are pregnant and sick.

Your customers stink, some of them like to grip your hair too tightly, slam you against the crates, and hiss filth in your ear. "Take it, whore—ye wanted work, didn’t ye?" You laugh, because they’re right. You did.

Others fuck fast, bite harder, and leave you on the alleys full of cum in your ass, pussy and mouth, filthy and broken...

You should hate it, but you don’t.

Once your first child is born, you are too weak and sick to continue. You take a few more customers, but the labor in the alleys takes its toll, and after a while, you close your eyes.
You son grows in the church, and he never know that his mother was a person from another world and finish her days like a cheap hooker in the dark alleys.

Bad ending
Cheap hooker ending