Jack wasn’t an idiot, he knew the situation. A naga couldn’t be trusted especially not with sex. He would trust a bear before a naga. She would inject him full of venom and swallow him whole the second he climaxed. That centaur Milly did this to him. If he survived this, he might fuck her in the ass for stress and damages. Was this Naga worth the danger. No!
So why did he have the end of her tail in hand? She looked at him with a pair of bedroom eyes. All the animals around them were watching. The fucking onlookers were annoying. The monkeys were already masturbating. Others were fucking at the site. Monkeys had no shame it seemed.
Jack held up his new naga friend’s cloaca the hot vent carried everything. The naga’s urethra, vagina, and poop shoot. He held it open eyeing the inside. Two of the three holes were clenched closed thankfully. “I would prefer not for rumors to go around declaring me an uncaring lover. The other Naga’s wouldn’t stand for it.” She said.
“Care to tell me your name? I’m Jack.” He asked.
“Cynthia, now get to work.”
Jack edged his tongue forward. He could already taste the heat firing out of her and a hint of what her salty depths may taste like. For now, he held back from dragging her down and jamming his dick inside. He didn’t want rumors about himself to spread as well. His tongue slid in feeling her wrinkled, murky, and clenching depths. There was a saltiness to her love tunnel that tickled his tongue. Her eyes started to widen when his tongue kept going. It was like surprise two-foot tongue. The thing was her eyes kept getting wider as his tongue finally bottomed out at two feet. He flexed the appendage and moved each individual part. Her long tail spasmed as he got to work.
“You sssaid your name wasss Jack. Itsss your lucky day. I’m going to let you hunt for me. Bring me a nissse juicy deer and we can do thisss more often. Yesss a deal right.” Cynthia moaned. His third eye looked over to see her playing with her breasts with one hand and the other was fisting her throat. It was the weirdest thing he’s ever seen.
Jack sighed and withdrew his tongue. “Why ssstop?” She said with her fist still down her own throat. How she dodged her own fangs was a mystery.
“Listen I need to get off too.” Jack said before letting his massive member push its way from his hidden sheath. He had a pointed worm of a dick weirdest of all he also had a freaking knot at the base larger than two fists. Its like whoever designed it just threw in a bunch of addons and said good enough.
His stamina had only dipped by 100 after killing the deer and the tongue action. He was certain he could keep up with a snake. “I’m tempted to take you back to my den. I could ussse and abussse you for daysss.” Cynthia said. Jack grabbed ahold of the tip of his member and guided it to the snake hole. Once the tip was in the right spot, he moved slow. His worm found her hole inviting and he took advantage of that fact. He jammed every inch of his girth inside until his knot sat against her slit a shockwave swept through him. His heart started to beat rapidly and what he could only describe as pure excitement filled his veins. He had to stop himself from jamming it in as fast as he could. No, his member while hard was still delicate.
Taking her thick snake tail with all two hands while he guided his member with his other two, he slowly eased himself outside and back in her. She was tight and when she flexed, she imposed pressure with individual muscles. A gleam appeared in her eyes. She lifted him off the ground and curled around him. Her massive snake tail surrounded him, and she squeezed him. It felt more like a hug than a vicious constriction. Cynthia flicked her tongue in his ear. He looked at her his eyes mad with lust. Jack slammed his tongue into her mouth, and she worked it down her throat.
It was like hitting a trigger Cynthia wrapped her hands behind his ass and forced his knot inside of her. With a loud wet popping sound, he was in and her snake hole decided now was the perfect time to test its true strength. Pleasure like he had never felt before filled his mind as her throat constricted on his tongue and her titties sandwiched his face. It was amazing. He didn’t use that special word often, but it described the weird monster sex they were having to a T.
With a final clench he could feel his massive worm shoot into her like a water hose. He went from being pent up enough to explode to being dry as a raisin. It didn’t end her snake hole kept grabbing and milking him until eventually his swelling went down. He popped out and sucked his tongue out of her throat. She kept him sandwiched between her tits while his sperm fell out of her and covered the forest floor.
She took a breath and slithered to a sunny spot before laying out with him still between her tits. Jack let himself drift off relaxed between the pillows.
A few weeks passed filled with relaxed feeding and the occasional romp with Cynthia. That snake was getting friskier with every encounter. She was the type that loved gifts and to eat. Speaking of food, he had a deer over his right shoulder. He convinced Clare through the chat that he had one. She didn’t believe he would give her a deer all to herself.
Scaling the cliff was a simple matter to anyone with his dexterity and strength. Having arms to spare helped as well. When he rose over the edge of the cliff with a doe in hand. One of the large black gulls swooped down landing next to him. Jack thought about pulling his newly made spear from his back but held off for now.
Primitive spear lv1
Durability 10/10
DPS STR = Piercing damage +(1xlv)
He grasped the spear with his lower right arm. Both of his left arms were holding on to the cliff face. His tail was too far away, and the spear would give him greater reach. Jack visited a furrier and managed to trade his deer pelts for a few copper coins. Those copper coins were traded for a tough leather vest and pants. There was still melee combat. That skill tree needed some xp and spear combat was in the tree.
“You what is an eldritch doing on gull lands. Get away and don’t come back.” The black seagull said. It flared its wings and chilled air shot at Jack. There could be no holding back. Jack moved quickly spear raised aimed for the gull’s neck. The bird hopped away with considerable speed. His mistake, Jack managed to get over the cliff and on solid land. He laid the lame deer down and twirled his spear between his three fingers and thumb. The gull opened its mouth and shot out a blast of arctic cold.
Jack shot his tail through the concentrated blizzard and pierced the creature up through the bill and to the brain. Powerful acids began dissolving it on the spot and his tail started rapidly absorbing the creature. 4th level evolutions were delicious. If eating simple deer filled him with euphoria, then a fourth was heavenly. He hardly noticed when his prey ran empty. The rest of the pelicans prepared for a losing battle. He could see it in their beady eyes. They knew this was the end but wouldn’t leave their chicks to die in their nests. A human part of them remained.
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He still needed a third evolution to complete his quest. “Give me that blue feathered one and I’ll leave your camp alone for the rest of the time you’re here.” Jack said as, he shook off the frost from his tail. All three of the large black feathered gulls looked at the nesting female then back at him. Jack twirled his spear about. Unlike his tail the spear wasn’t a guaranteed one hit kill. Though his tail did 52 piercing damage, then 120acid damage over a minute. When stuck somewhere critical that damage is multiplied by Jack’s luck. 100 luck turned a critical into 3xdamage. So, his attacks turned into 156piercing DPS and 360acid DPM. The gulls were more dexterity based. They were no steel winged flying tanks.
Honestly, he wasn’t up for this confrontation. It was boring. He had tools and they didn’t. When he was a tiny leech, they were terribly dangerous. Now, he was killing birds. No real challenge there. One of the black ones acted quickly grabbing the blue bird with its bill and tossing it to Jack’s feet. Jack wasted no time plunging his tail in it and slurping the poor bird up. Less then a minute later there were only a few feathers left.
Quest complete
Upward Ascension
Rewards
+10STR
Bonus Skill Leveler x10
Bonus Skill Leveler x 20
Bonus Skill Tree Arctic 0/2
63STR
New Tree: Arctic 0/2
Skill:
Ice Breath DPS = INT x (1%xlv) cost 20MP per second
Ice aura DPM = INT x (1%xlv)
Frost covered the ground where he stood as his very mana started to freeze the area around him. For the first time, he was aware of his own mana. Instead of letting it get out of hand like the seagull had, Jack focused on keeping it withdrawn. The problem was the more mana Jack had the more difficult it might be to hold the cold back. Something he would have to work on in the future.
Jack walked over to Clare’s cave the struggling deer in hand. The deer looked up at him in pain. The betrayed look in its eyes were clear. Did Jack have no sympathy? As a predator he really didn’t.
“Clare, I have a gift for you.” Jack said. A hatch on top of the cave opened and a spider the size of a German shepherd puppy walked out on delicate legs. She looked at him and then the doe he captured.
“All this for my silk. I can’t help but think you’re using me.” Jack grinned and chuckled.
“Maybe I want good equipment and your silk has just the tensile strength for the job. Do you not want the doe?” Jack asked.
“I want the doe. I’ve been expanding my cave, but you can’t fit in it yet, so you’ll have to stay outside. My slaves will bring you your spools of silk.” A couple of tiny male spiders crawled form the mouth of the cave carrying a few long spools of silk. Jack took them and packed his bag with them. He nodded to Clare who was dragging the doe back through her trapdoor and walked back towards the forest.
After a great deal of cord making and sticky mishaps, he managed to make a cord with his spools of spider silk. He had to dip it in fat to keep the spools wet but once wrapped together the ropes they made were sturdy and flexible. With his special robe he needed a special bow.
Discovery Quest #1
Find information on unique wood.
Reward:
+3CHA
His mini map led him to Milly’s location easy enough. Jack could smell her from fifty paces with how much musk she gives off. Would it kill her to bath once I a while? He knew it wasn’t what horses did. It messed with their natural bacteria or something. It made them sick or whatever. When he made it on the scene her scent was stronger than normal. Jack let out a sigh and prepared himself to see anything.
Jack made his way around the house to the barn. Noises echoed and moaning could be heard. What was happening was obvious. It made him feel uncomfortable to just stand outside while Milly was getting plowed. He walked away from the barn and found a pile of wood half chopped. Picking up the nearby axe he began demolishing the wood. He chopped as hard as he could to block out the noises going on in the barn. There was a height difference between himself and Milly, so he had to use a stool to reach the stump.
Eventually, he finished off the wood and set it all in a nice pile. The problem was Milly wasn’t done. She was still shouting and moaning. With a whole schedule full of shit to do he decided to barge in on whatever was happening in the barn.
He approached the big red barn again and slid the door open. Milly and some giant wolf were going at it. Jack had no idea who the wolf dude was, and he didn’t care. “Hey Jack, did you need something?” Jack closed all three of his eyes and took a breath before releasing it.
“I need wood form a special tree. Do you know of any?” Said Jack. The sheer number of pheromones in the air nearly made him choke. This ruined his day and he was about ready to kill the them both.
“Well the only special wood I am interested is normally between a male’s legs. But I remember my mother sending me a book on trees that have special properties. If you want to look the book over then by all means. Close the barn door on your way out please. Its chilly outside.” Milly said. Jack snorted and walked towards the exit. He slammed the door behind him, and they quickly went back to it.
Discovery Quest #1 complete
Reward +3CHA
14CHA
Jack found the book in question. It was under the dining room table keeping it level. Jack replaced it with a copy of Men of the wilds and their dick sizes. They were about the same size and thickness.
He went through the book quickly using an English to Spanish dictionary. Because the explorer liked to name these trees in Spanish. The Ulquiorra looked like a winner to him. There was the Cortez, Sébastien, Diego, Diablo, and Cortana but none of their descriptions spoke to him. He wanted something that he could use for a long time.
The problem with his quest was the location of the Ulquiorra. It was far to the north across the Blanca desert and upon great ash hill. Ulquiorra was a tree that had stood the test of time in hell. Its roots spread deep in the Blanca desert. Many terribly powerful evolved roams the desert maddened by the fog that covers the area. To go there was to insight the Collector.
The Collector was a creature that lived a parasitic life infecting hosts and taking them over. It is warned that this creature inhabits hundreds of bodies. Blood contact was enough for it to infect a 4th stage evolved. Even the author a 6th stage wasn’t safe in such an environment. Maybe Jack needed more wisdom. He wanted to go, and the collector wasn’t enough to scare Jack away.
New Quest
Brave the desert
Reward
1 branch of Ulquiorra wood
Ever since reaching the fourth state his progress slowed. He was only lv5 after eating tons of deer. The 4th stage gull raised him to lv7. Still he was far away from evolving again. There was no time limit on his quest, and it was about time that he took advantage of his Hormone of the gods II mutation.
Lifting weights to get stronger was nothing new to anyone in the little country ruled by centaurs. There was a gym devoted to exercise and building muscle. To the north passed the prairie there was a small town called concord.
His application went through on his way to the small town. With full citizenship, he could purchase land, raise livestock, and pay taxes. Of course, any livestock he gathered would be human. They wouldn’t be as docile as reel cows and pigs. No for the time being he would have to hunt and farm vegetables.
Jack raised his hands high in the sky, he wanted out of this place. The sounds of slithering pricked his ears and his tail lashed out only to stop before Cynthia’s throat. “We have got to stop meeting like this.” Jack said. Cynthia’s white scales looked creamier than normal.
“Stop looking I’ve shed recently my scales are embarrassingly bright.” Cynthia muttered. It seemed she only emphasized her Ss when horny. He looked her over. She had a large sack on her back, and she was dressed in light leather armor with a spear strapped to her back. The light buckler attacked to her left arm completed her outfit.
“Are you coming with me?” Jack asked.
“Someone has to keep you from getting picked off by the predators in concord. I’d hate to find you in a rape dungeon.” Cynthia said. He didn’t know if she was serious or not but let it go. She was fast enough to keep up with his relaxed jog and that’s all that mattered. He left the place he was reborn behind perhaps for good.