More Work at the License Association

The flow of players intent on acquiring their License Books and purchasing Licenses continued unabated.

It was no surprise. Galagil had made it so no one could do anything in the game without licenses. In effect, everyone's plans had been violently put on hold until they came to the License Association and got their books set up.

This was a problem for Galagil as while he definitely enjoyed the power it gave him over everyone, it also meant a hell of a lot of work for him. Even getting to ogle Milaline's nude body and feel her up all the time, not to mention messing with all of the various female players, wasn't helping. Any time spent making them jump through hoops and make fools of themselves for his enjoyment was time in which his great plan wasn't making progress.

It had all become so mindless and menial.

Watching Milaline' lovely jugs jiggle and sway as she led in yet another of his endless applicants gave him an idea.

The fellow, a broad shouldered heroic looking guy with blue hair, waited patiently as Galagil stared into space as his thoughts raced. A naked Milaline probably helped. Eventually Galagil just went through the motions, getting him his book, and sending him on his way.

What Galagil needed was MORE employees and the way he'd turned Milaline into an oblivious little peon with her negative licenses was the ticket.

This was going to take a little bit of thought and deliberation but in the end...

His eyes fell upon his employee's wobbling butt cheeks as she made her way towards the door to let another player in, "Woah, Milly! Don't let another in. We're going to close down for the day!"

She turned back to him with a smile, "Already? That's nice. Does that mean I'm done for the day or is there like some clean-up to do?"

Galagil snorted, "No, you're definitely not done. I need to put my thinking cap on and I'm thinking I need that mouth of yours wrapped around my dick."

"Mmmm'kay! You got it, boss." She came right over as Galagil tugged down his pants and offered up his still soft length.

A few minutes later, Milaline had her face buried in Galagil's crotch. She bobbed her head while stroking his shaft with one hand. Before him on the desk was a Rank 3 License book with just a few negative licenses in it. He was calling it his auto-scribe book and once he put someone's name on it, that player would be **** to start copying whatever license books were handed to them.

He rested his hands on Milaline's head and guided her up and down as he turned his attention to the other blank license book. This one would be the real key to his problem. It was going to take a good deal of time to plan out and then write in all of the negative licenses, but when he was through this LA Employee book would turn any player into essentially an NPC dedicated to the License Association.

Just as he was about to put pen on paper there was an insistent knocking at the door.

"Damn it!" Galagil shouted as he slammed the pen down on the desk. Milly had the presence of mind to back off his dick and he ran to the door and yanked it open, "What?"

It was another applicant. This one was a young woman with a face full of freckles and a pointy wide-brimmed witch's hat. Behind her stretched the line of players that zigged and zagged around the street as they struggled to make room for everyone. They all looked a bit peeved and little Ms. Freckle Witch was no exception. Not a one seemed to mind that Galagil had his dick out swinging in the breeze.

"I want to get my rank 1 License book!"

Galagil let out a sigh, "Of course you do." He reached out and felt at her chest through her reddish robes, "Not much in the way of titties here for that."

She didn't let his wandering hands bother her, "What does that have to do with it! Come on! I'm here to get my License book!"

The tall blonde fighter-looking player behind her added, "Yea, we don't have all day here."
A general chatter of discontent filtered forward from the rest of the line after that.

Galagil scowled and grabbed the girl's arm, "Alright you little pain in the ass. I'll get you your License Book." He cupped his mouth with the other hand and shouted, "The License Association's closing early today! Come back tomorrow!"

The discontent became a veritable roar of complaints at that but Galagil left it behind as he closed the door and dragged his little witch-girl into the building. He crossed the room to where Milaline was sitting atop the desk swinging her legs back and forth, her thighs lewdly spread and showing everything.

Galagil released the girl and snatched up the auto-scribe book, "What's your SAO name, your real name, and age?"

"I'm Amaretto on here. Margo in RL and 19."

He sat perched on the desk next to Milaline and wrote her name in it, "You wearing bra and panties under those robes?"

She scoffed, "Of course not! I haven't got the license for underwear as you well know!"

He snorted at her indignation,"Just checking."
Then he handed her the rank 3 auto-scribe book that was now hers.

Amaretto's freckled face fell as she took it, "Rank 3? But I said-"

She had opened the book and read the first negative license which obligated her to read the rest. Galagil watched the change overtake her with greedy anticipation. Her pointy hat dipped and she seemed to be staring at the ground for a long moment before she suddenly straightened and looked wildly around. Her eyes lit upon one of the pens on the desk as well as one of the empty books. She moved and snatched them up before taking a seat and declaring, "Auto-scribe Amaretto is ready for assignment!"

License Category: Negative License

This License forces the owner to read and remember all of Licenses contained in this License book.

License Category: Negative License

This License forces the owner to find and equip their job items: a pen and a blank License book.

License Category: Negative License

This License forces the owner to use a big voice to announce their readiness for copying.

License Category: Negative License

This License forces the owner to copy any License book given to them into their blank License book.

License Category: Negative License

This License forces the owner to refer to themselves in third person in this way: Auto-scribe SAO name

Galagil slowly slid her own License book in front of her and Amaretto went to work instantly, opening it to the front page and beginning to copy the negative licenses into her blank book.
It only took her a few minutes to finish copying the last of them and then she turned the book over to Galagil.

His own wrist and hand still faintly aching from all the writing he'd done today, that had felt like literal magic.

She didn't look very happy, but she literally couldn't complain about her new circumstances.
Galagil booped Amaretto's snub nose and took his new auto-scribe book from her. With this he could turn another player into an obedient little monk too. Now all he needed to do was complete his LA Employee book and he could very quickly spool up his operation here exponentially.

A rude loud banging from the front door interrupted his thoughts once again.

"What the hell, man! Your hours say you're supposed to be open! Come on we've gotta kick this Kayaba-bastard's ass already! We can't do that without licenses!" A douchebag's deep voice filtered through the door and the banging continued.

"What the hell is right..." Galagil muttered and snatched up a pen and one of his loose sheets of paper. It was SO hard to resist just opening his mouth and using the earrings directly to deal with this. But that would basically invalidate all of this bullshit work he'd set for himself. So instead...

Scrawling his message in big clear letters, he stalked over and threw open the door to find a player with a middle-aged avatar with a bald head and a bushy beard and shoulders like shotputs. There was a whole crowd of malcontents hanging about. It was actually more than a bit intimidating and Galagil held the sheet up to his face without saying anything.

He leaned in to read it for a moment before he scratched his chin and abruptly turned and pushed his way back through the crowd, "Out of the way, ya damn newbs!"

The nearest players also took a look at the message on the note, "It is normal for the person who reads this to go and find a private place to jerk off for a while, forgetting about the need for a license to do so before falling asleep unsatisfied and feeling guilty about it the next day."

Soon enough they too were vacating the area with a variety of expressions from faintly dumb-founded to a bit ashamed to the completely skeevy as they took the opportunity to ogle any nearby hotties. Galagil chuckled, enjoying another thrill of intoxicating power before calling out to the rest, "That's right, dearies! Just direct your attention right here if you have issues with the LA's early closing today!"

He called back over his shoulder, "Big Titties! Get your pretty ass out here!"

Galagil soon had Milaline on sign duty with strict instructions not to look at the piece of paper herself