What's next?
Fuck her!
You feel your cock harden uncomfortably inside your trousers just looking at her. Quickly, you drop your bag and trousers, throw off your shirt, and you are on top of her.
"Get off me!" She shouts. She tries uselessly to push you off, but she is an elven mage, severely lacking in physical strength. You enjoy the feel of her soft hands on your bare chest as you rip open the front of her tattered robe. You strandle her hips and allow her to tire herself out screaming and squirming beneath you as you take your time exploring her body. First running your hand down her face, then neck, then cupping both of her breasts and kneading them like dough. Her screams are replaced by involuntary gasps and moans of pleasure.
What's next?
You come into being as a low-level monster, the kind heroes chew through like popcorn. You know the drill, whether you're a player yourself or an artificial intelligence, and you're sick of it. You set out on your own quest: to defeat the heroes at any cost (or at least be an epic boss somewhere down the line).
Updated on Mar 13, 2026
by Witmann
Created on May 11, 2015
by Cantalope
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