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Chapter 5 by latexdoll latexdoll

Choose your pleasure.

You choose lass.

You look at the blob and read the line on it, “Where can I get something to wet my appetite lass.”

As you say the words the form shifts and becomes a very beautiful buxom girl you would guess at about 18-20years old with C cup breasts, a tight athletic figure, standing about 5’6 with long blond hair. She wears a simple pair of sandals that lace up with leather straps up to just below her knees, a thin gold chain around her waist with two pieces of cloth no more than 6” wide hanging down in front and back that hang to her knees, and finally a top that is a 4” wide strip of cloth that starts at a choker around her neck wraps down over her right breast, around her back, and back up over her left breast, finally clasping back at the choker. She also wears a total of around 9 bracelets of various sizes, a bright shiny green gem in her navel, and 2 hoop earrings in each ear one large and one small. “Yes sir. Right away.” She scampers away into the kitchen and reappears seconds later with a pitcher of a strong smelling ale and a loaf of bread.

You smile and decide to see what happens. You reach out your large strong hand and grab the pitcher and take a huge gulping drink. You then knock the tray out of her hands and use your other hand to grab her around the waist and toss her over your shoulder. You look at the bartender as she lets out a little eep and ask, “Do you have a room?”

“1 gold for the room 2 gold to use the whore.” He states and spits in the corner.

You look at him, give him a mean stare and answer, “How much to keep her?”

He looks to be thinking for a while then answers, “For that one, 20 gold no less.”

“Done.” You open your pouch, pull out a stack of 21 gold and slap them on the counter. He picks them up and gives each a little bite as he hands you an old style large door key and you turn and stride up the stairs. You walk into the simple room and see there is little more than a bed and a small table. You toss her on the bed and smile.

Just then another text blob appears above her head:

“Please don't hurt me.”
“I missed you.”
“It is about time you got back you ass.”
“Try anything and you loose your manhood.”

What do you pick for her to say?

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