Pray

Unable to free yourself and feeling your body start to give into pleasure again, you let out a little prayer: 'Please someone save me.'

Suddenly, the large barn doors are kicked in, light streaming into the dark building, causing the slimes to retract from you and retreat back into the shadows. Kneeling in a puddle of slime, you look up at your saviour to see a powerful black stallion casually stomping out a few of the slimes near its hooves. Its expressive face snarling with killing intent as it quickly cleans out the barn before looking over at your naked body its face relaxing into something unreadible as you take notice of the horn prominant on its head.

"A Unicorn!" you exclaim, pointing with childlike glee at the mystical creature from your bedtime stories.

"Stop Pointing" says a deep, commanding voice in your head. You immediately put down your hand, still entranced by the magical being. Its black coat looks incredibly smooth and clean and your eyes are drawn to the powerful muscles rippling beneath the skin as he takes a few steps towards you. "Get up." the voice rings in your head again, "I can tell you're not truly injured."

Blushing, you rush to stand up on legs made of jelly, tottering as you feel your stomach turn and rumble. You take one step towards your savior before a slime that was evidently using your large intestine as a summer home, slips out of your still winking asshole and falls in a puddle at your feet. That you immediately step on... and slip.

Putting your arm out, you merely touch the unicorn's leg on your way down as you fall straight onto your ass slime. The beast above you snorting in what could be amusement or derision.

You then hear a *DING* and you can hardly believe it. Lying on the ground still in a puddle of slime, you check your status.

You have a new class.