Taking a sniff though he amended that thought. Pew, the future can wait till after a bath. He smelled like a soldier fresh off the battlefield, wreaking of blood and sweat. Turning left this time he found the washroom at the end of the hall with a side room for his gear. Quickly stripping and grabbing a bar of soap from a shelf along the wall turned a spigot and washed at least the top layer off before he got in the steaming hot pool. With a sigh he sat down till only his head was above water and let the heat draw out what kinks were left after his little ‘upgrade’. Shortly he could hear a couple voices coming out of the changing room but he hadn’t seen any sign for male or female so he had assumed it was mixed gender.
Sure enough an orc, and elf soon walked in with only their birthday suits on but completely ignored him so he did the same. Soon he felt suitably clean so he got up and made his way back to the changing room. Taking a spare set of clothes from the ring he tossed the rest in their place and headed for the counter. There were alot more people now but the place still didn’t feel too crowded so he just waited his turn in line. Soon it was his turn and she seemed to have been waiting for him. “We got a little worried when we didn’t see you for a full day but your guild card is here and ready.”
It was a fully black card with a bronze letter E on it so he took it and almost dropped it as she said “So it seems like you went the hard way and quickened your stats. Very well done, not many have the guts to do that at your level but you probably don’t have the greatest control yet so stop by the arena for a spar and help you with that. Of course, I’ll need some compensation on your part.” He wouldn’t have minded but as he looked up to answer he caught her licking her lips with a hungry gleam in her eyes. “Um yeah, I’d appreciate that.” Her eyes lit and she said “Meet me in the arena in about ten minutes.” As he walked back he could catch more than a couple pitying looks out of the corner of his eye from a few people who were close enough to hear.
That was when he started to get nervous. He made his way to the central platform and started looking at the weapons but none really appealed to him until at the very back he saw what could only be considered a monster of a weapon. He had a total and complete fanboy moment because it looked almost exactly like the starting weapon of his all time favorite game called Monster Hunting 101. It was called the Jaw Blade and its one and only purpose was to completely overwhelm things hundreds of times bigger than you. Just by size and thickness alone it had to weigh at least a few hundred pounds, but as soon as he picked it up he could feel how right it was in his hands and the system apparently agreed.
Congratulations you discovered a natural affinity with the weapon class ‘Monster Weapons’
You have a basic knowledge of how to use all monster class weapons and they weigh 10% less when you wield them but have 10% more impact
Fucking sweeeeeet, totally a dream come true. Just then he caught sight of the receptionist in what looked like barbarian style half plate armor walk up with a battle axe whose head was bigger as her torso. “I see you also like the big guns. You compensating for something?” He only grinned at her obviously teasing tone. “Wanna compare?” She freezes for a second the grins a bit more hungrily this time. “I thought you’d never ask.” They walked about twenty feet to the left of the weapon racks and got in a ready position. Him with the greatsword trailing just off the dirt behind him and her with the axe cocked at about chest height ready to swing. With a grin he took the initiative and bolted forward, she did the same and they met with a full powered swing in the middle.
The power cracked the stone under them but both stayed firmly in place. The receptionist had a stunned look on her face before the grin came back ten times more hungry than before. He felt a chill as he suddenly felt the stone under him crack and start to give as he was pushed back. A red glow had started to surround the woman as she broke his stance and sent him flying about ten feet before he rolled back to his feet but she was fast and had closed the distance to almost half that by the time he landed. His blood started to hum as his battle intent soared. He guessed she had used some sort of skill and if that was the case he wouldn’t hold back either.
Quickly propelling himself into a front flip he halted her charge early as he brought the greatsword down in a massive power slam, her momentum carried straight into the path of the swing. It was stopped dead though as her upswing met with it and held. Quickly rolling over into a crouch he landed behind her and immediately launched a back hand as her axe came around to follow but it didn’t really have any momentum so it got knocked away. But that wasn’t the end, using the momentum to build on itself he continued the swing and kept the pressure. Every time she countered with increasing strength but was continually knocked away by his increasing momentum.
When she was off balance a few moves latter he did another flip and powerslam combo but this one was ten times stronger and faster than the first one. He knew something was wrong when she dropped axe and caught the blade barehanded. The ground ten feet around them caved in and cracks spread even past that but even though her muscles and bones all popped she still withstood it. Keeping her grip she threw the jaw blade and it was either follow or let go so he took the latter. No sooner did he hit the ground then she was throwing punches and kicks meant to cripple him. Fortunately he had his own self made martial arts and he could fight her evenly even though she was obviously stronger and faster. It was at that point that he realized they were both laughing.
Cackling like maniacs they traded blows that made the dust in the air billow outwards. Finally he couldn’t keep up the tempo and she landed the final hit. It was a straight punch to his chest that caved it in entirely launched him a good fifty feet before he finally rolled to a stop. He dealt with the pain as his chest healed and people crowded around him, finally he felt a pop and his chest inflated again. With a gasp and a groan he sat up and was surprised at the ring of mostly women standing around him. Finally someone said “Holy shit this guys regeneration is fucking insane.” And just like that a wave of exclamations arose until a certain feline walked up and without further ado threw him over a shoulder like a sack of grain. Doing nothing for his pride she skipped out of a side exit to the arena. Entering what he assumed was her room he got promptly tossed on the bed.
Finally looking around it wasn’t anything like his room and actually was about five times the size. Filled with miscellaneous items tucked everywhere he got the feeling of well traveled but neat freak as well. With almost every free surface holding some sort of candle or lighting and all the walls holding an assortment of oversized weapons. Looking back towards the hungry woman at the door he heard a click and saw the sound proof button start glowing. Other than the ears and tail she looked almost no different than a human girl except the claws instead of nails on her hands. And she was currently striping with record speed.
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As she did he saw multiple scars from numerous battles all across her skin but rather than detract from it they added highlights to her beauty in his eyes. Looking at the erect nipples and glistening womanhood he could only gulp until he looked at her eyes then started get slightly worried because they were glowing vibrant red and he could now see a pair of small horns wrapping back around her head from the temples. But seeing her panting the only thing that came to mind was. “So do you want me to handle my clothes or you?” With a good lip lick she almost growled “Definitely me.”
Feeling fairly good for having the roles reversed for once he just held up a hand and slowly beckoned with a finger. With increasingly rapid and heavy pants she slowly took first his shirt then his pants off, and finally pushed him back onto the bed before taking his dick deep into throat all at once. He couldn’t suppress a gasp as she rapidly bobbed her head and worked her tongue around his tip. When he finally blew she only moaned and swallowed it all. But even through the haze of pleasure he could see the red glow in her eyes getting brighter. “A delicious appetizer and now for the main course.” Without even a quick reprieve she mounted and started to tease his cock with the edge of her labia before finally sliding it all in on one go. Now it was her turn to gasp in pleasant surprise.
“Oooh your even better than predicted. Don’t let me down now newbie.” He just groaned in ecstasy and thrust up as she came down. This time she came first and it was a full blown seizure level orgasm as her eyes rolled back and her entire body convulsed on top of him which then sent him over as well. When they finally came down the glow in her eyes were like flashlights now. “My turn.” He said and flipped her over before repeatedly driving himself home. After that he did every position he could think of, from reverse cowgirl to lazy man to the 69 he had completely exhausted his extensive repertoire from his navy days. Finally she collapsed on his chest while they both gasped for breath. He’d lost count of how many times they both came but he finally ended her on the reverse cat.
They were both hardly conscious by this point since they both were too stubborn to concede defeat. Which in this case turned out great. When he finally woke up the smell hit him like a slap to face so he gently maneuvered her onto his side and went to take a shower. Somehow his clothes had gotten shredded so took his last clean set from his spacial ring and stepped into the smaller version of the bath he had used before. After soaking for a minute he scrubbed and got cleaned up, then heard his stomach growling so he went and shook his bed partner awake. She wasn’t wanting to get out of bed so he got a little mean started playing with her weak spot at the base of her tail.
He let her grab on and noticed her horns were gone and her eyes were back to normal. Since he wasn’t dressed yet either he carried her into the bath and had another round, much slower this time though. Eventually they got dressed and went back to the main hall. She took a spot at an empty portion of the desk while he walked up to the quest board. All of them from F rank and most of the E rank were things like guiding humans to the guild or making deliveries but one of the harder ones was for hunting a monster called Tregaloaps and it was basically a cross between a lizard and a snake and was about ten to fifteen feet long with a mild paralysis poison according to the flyer. Grabbing the quest he took it to the front counter and talked to a different girl this time.
“A-are you sure you want this quest? This is quite dangerous for a beginner, especially one without a party.” “I’m sure and don’t worry miss. I can handle it.” “Alright but remember it’s better to fail the quest than to die for it. Let me get your receipt.” Soon he walked out of the building under the worried eyes of the new receptionist. He saw the universal sign of the anvil and hammer for blacksmiths just down the street and headed there for a weapon since he currently didn’t have one. Before he walked in he could hear the clangs of hammers landing on hot metal and the curses of the blacksmiths. Pushing through the door he saw a counter with a slender dark elf behind it.
As soon as he walked in her eyes narrowed like a cat looking at a fresh food. He got chills but didn’t show anything as he walked up and said “I’d like to get fitted for a Monster weapon, preferably a greatsword.” Almost without hesitation she said “You can’t afford it. Would you like a payment plan or to rent?” “Payment please.” “How long until you expect to start making payments?” “Less than seven days.” “Very well, please follow me.” After jotting it all down in a small booklet she put in her pocket he followed her to a side room and followed her directions. After about ten minutes she was done “It will be done by tomorrow morning please return then.”
“Thank you. I will come back then.” He left and continued looking around until he eventually found a clothes shop, an armory, a leather worker, and a store that sold preserved foods before returning to the guild. It was getting late into the afternoon so he headed back to the guild and grabbed dinner before hitting the shower once again and crashing into the bed. First thing next morning he got dressed and went to the blacksmith again. This time a young man not much older than him was at the desk. “I’m here to pick up my weapon under the name Niko Bolas.” without a word he reached under the desk and set it on the counter.
Made of some type of bone it had a two feet wide with a wedged edge and was a half a foot thick. The hilt was an eighth of an inch thick rounded steel wrapped in plain leather and a five foot long blade with a flat tip it was anything but fancy yet it seemed to exude an aura that said ‘don’t take me lightly’. He took the sheath from the young man and fastened it to draw over his right shoulder sliding in into it place he nodded and left the desk. On his way down the street a few pairs of less than friendly eyes followed.
Not even an hour from the town he angled left towards where the token started to lightly glow. This was how the guild kept track of where and when a quest was both registered and completed. Not even five minutes later he stopped and drew his weapon as a man with duel swords seemed to fade into sight about ten feet in front of him. They stood sizing each other up as one came from the right and two more from the back. One of them started laughing and said “Kid since I’m lenient and merciful I’ll give you one chance to keep your life. Strip and drop your gear then walk away. Hahaha”
Huh, your stereotypical bully who makes his living scamming newbies and selling their stuff and when they can’t pay for it they turn to crime and the cycle continues. I just might throw up if I saw this in a game because its just too cliche. Cycling his mana to boost the power behind his strikes he simply bolted towards the one on the right who barely managed to cross his daggers to block even though it didn’t do much. He was forcefully ripped in half just below the chest and the blood splattered away from him all over the trees and grass. Continuing the spin into a pirouette he caught another guy trying to backstab him and he got the same treatment.
The laughing guy was was screaming something now but he turned it out and bolted towards him instead. Taking one step forward he added mana to the force behind his strike and sent a shockwave ripping towards them as they stood there dumbfounded. They dove aside at the last second and when they stood he was already swinging into a diagonal slash that tore through the laughers partner from right shoulder to left hip. He turned just in time to see a flash of light as the last one disappeared.