"Goldilocks, show me your stats."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Name: Geralt Lionheart
Class: Hero
Title: [Mount]
Age: 23
Level: 100 (Locked - Retrieve the Holy Sword)
Vitality
200
Intelligence
200
Strength
200
Agility
200
Skills:
[Survivor]
- Undying Body
"Other than your high stats all round and unique skill, you're nothing special," Amir slapped Goldilocks' buttock.
Nice and plump...
"Your Highness, my stats haven't changed since I was born," Goldilocks interjected.
Amir ignored him and kicked the tranny's cracked peas. His XP rose by a fraction. He repeated this action for several minutes until it was paste.
Name: Amir Ursus
Class: Thug
Title: [Pervert]
Age: 10
Level: 18 -> 19
Vitality
68 (+2) -> 70
Intelligence
5
Strength
26 (+1) -> 27
Agility
33 (+1) -> 34
Skills:
[Underhanded Tactics]
- Bluff
- Cheap Shot
"Find a cart, we're bringing these degenerates home. Hahahah!" Amir laughed maniacally.
***
Although the Royal Palace underwent many renovations throughout the ages, the underground dungeon was untouched since its construction. Defeated nations would send their most beautiful princesses as war reparations and the Harem King would send them straight to the dungeon. This place was a historic site.
The cracking of a whip was faintly audible from the entrance. The dungeon was dimly lit by weak, interspersed light crystals, so it was difficult to see further than an arm's length away. There were multiple tunnels and paths that intersected with one another to create a maze. This ensured that none of the Harem King's concubines would escape.
Deep in the dungeon, a large mass of lard was cuffed to the rocky walls of a spacious cell. Imprinted on its back was a large, black tattoo spelling "Freedom".
Kacha! Kacha!
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Amir held a long, glowing whip laced with crushed mana crystals to amplify his strength. Rusty needles were inserted into the tip to maximise pain and scarring.
[Cheap Shot] - Active
Unfortunately for Amir, the tranny had no weak spot after being neutered so he instead settled for her exposed buttocks. Amir felt his XP slowly rise for a few minutes until he was interrupted by the moans of a cheese grater. The captured paedophile had awoken.
Ooooh! Ahhhh! Ooooh!
Her moans significantly disturbed Amir as it made him recall the events earlier from the day. To shut her up, he struck her with just enough power so she didn't bleed.
OoooooooHHHH!
Despite losing a layer of skin and possibly getting infected, the tranny seemed to be having the time of her life. Her cheeks flushed a similar pink to her swollen buttocks.
Why must this great one stoop so low... I should've cuffed Goldilocks instead.
After delivering both Amir and the thugs to the palace on all fours, Goldilocks was adamant on returning to his quarters. The Sol was about to settle and he needed to prepare dinner for his sick mother, or so he said.
Amir decided to burn the midnight oil and power level. He started by whipping the unconscious thugs and soon moved onto the tranny when his XP stagnated.
My XP isn't rising anymore.
"The Thug Class levels up by bulling or getting bullied," Amir muttered the mantra of the Pink Claw Gang to himself. He had only reached level 32 after his whipping spree. This was abnormal since the tranny was at least above level 100 according to Goldilocks and he should've been able to milk her for more.
Am I not bullying her?
"Fuck, you're enjoying it!" Amir reached an epiphany. The tranny was already a deviant, adding masochism into the mix shouldn't have been surprising.
Amir tortured the tranny in various other ways such as tickling, waterboarding and ramming her ass with a spear. Despite his efforts to inflict pain, the tranny's moans only got louder and more sensual; especially after the ramming.
Amir discarded the shit stained spear as he was ready to leave. He would return with King and Goldilocks tomorrow for more creative ideas. If he continued to satisfy her, he may as well be the personal toy of the Harem Queen.
OOOAOOAAAHHH!
A pile of shit was ejected from the tranny's ass leaving skid marks all over the dungeon floor. The tranny would have made the Harem King proud as he too once sprayed his seed all over the dungeon floor.
In the corner of his vision, Amir noticed a shimmer in the pile of shit. He threw a light crystal in the general direction. Within the brown mess, there was a golden key the size of a finger.
I'll ask her tomorrow.
***
Amir exited the dungeon and activated an orange beast crystal that was tied around his neck. This crystal was tethered to a matching crystal transplanted in King's body, allowing them to know each other's position on activation.
He's in Ophelia's room...
Amir ambled towards her room. He recalled how poorly he treated her over the years and the pleasure he derived from it. He recalled her pride when she succeeded in casting her spell. He recalled her searing image when he was on death's door.
By the time Amir had collected his thoughts, he had arrived at his destination. Peering inside, Amir was astonished at the scene. A small red-haired girl was snuggling a large bear cub with dried tears visible on her nose and cheeks. The room was a mess; mirrors were shattered, the bed was dishevelled.
My God, was I cucked!?
Before Amir could decapitate King there and then, he heard a faint murmur escape Ophelia's lips.
"Mo-mommy," she hugged King even tighter, clawing at his fur.
Did King cuck the Duke while he was away as well? Bastard! I'll save you Ophelia.
[Cheap Shot] - Active
Amir approached the snoring bear from the rear. He carefully removed a few light crystals from his pocket and slammed them into King's trench.
The slumbering bear released Ophelia and stood up on its hindlegs, releasing a bestial howl.
ROARRRR!
He reached for his ass, but none of his four limbs had access to that spot. Turning around, he was shocked to see Amir with crossed arms, standing behind with a triumphant gaze. His master was back?
"You took my wife, so I will take you. An eye for an eye."
King's confusion lasted a split second and was quickly replaced by pain. The poor beast was surrounded by a pillar of flame.
That's a little more fire than I intended.
Amir slowly realised that he may have accidentally mixed in some fire crystals with the light ones. They both looked awfully similar with one glowing yellow and the other red. It was not his fault in the slightest. Amir watched regretfully as his lifetime friend and mount's hair started to melt and reveal patches of skin.
This is the end, my friend.
Suddenly, the water vapour in the room condensed into a sphere larger than King. Through the water, Amir saw Ophelia's distorted face struggling to concentrate.
He took her first time after all. How can there not be feelings...
Amir shook his head and sighed like a wizened elder that had experienced the vicissitudes of life while Ophelia pointed her palms towards King.
[Water - Sphere] - Success!
The sphere darted across the room towards the pillar of flame. The clash of the elements created a fine mist that spread through the room.
Amir caught Ophelia's collapsing body, giving her a peck on the lips.
"Ophelia... I'll look past your infidelity. I know he took your first time, but I will take your last. Should we get started?" Amir could barely see Ophelia's expression through the mist, but he was certain her heart was melting at his grand gesture.
Pa! Pa!
Amir let go of Ophelia and felt his swollen cheeks. The pain was unbearable.
"Is it a fight you want, King? I don't know where you learned water magic, but don't you ever think for one second you can defeat me!" the cucklord roared.
[Bluff - Active]
Pa! Pa!
His cheeks were now double the size of an apple and even a deeper shade of red. Amir took a step backwards and felt King's cindering body with his legs.
If King is behind me...
"Ophelia! You have stolen my dreams and my childhood with your empty words of love. How dare you!" Amir swung a fist in her direction, forgetting about his Cheap Shot skill.
His fist met empty air. He lost balance, falling and hitting his head on bed corner.
"Why? Why?" Amir had never felt so defeated in his life. How could Harem Member 1 not only cuck him, but also assault him? He may not have treated her the best, but he didn't deserve this.
...
...
...
"My mother passed away," Ophelia replied after an eternity.