“What the fuck!? I’m not yours! Get off me! Tactitia, what is this!?” Ok, I admit I was losing it a little here, but I had a woman that was a very great deal stronger than me, with claws, trying to take my pants off!

I smacked at her hands, and she let out a purring giggle when I snapped at her. “Stop that!” It did absolutely nothing to dissuade her, and Tactitia wasn't answering me as well. “Tactitia!”

Tactitia is currently unavailable. I am the Battery Operated Backup unit, or Bob if you prefer. How may I assist you?

Ok, figure that out later, first things first. “Why is the crazy woman trying to rape me!?” I smacked her hand again, and she started nipping at my ear. That was playing dirty! My ears are sensitive Goddamnit!

Ah, that is because a Leofric only serves someone outside their kind through trial by combat. The system subroutines showed you had no chance of actually doing that as you currently are so we were forced to change her personality. For Female Leofric to lose in combat further adds on the bonus of marriage. Though a Male may have just as quickly decided you would be his mate, the race is a bit wishy-washy in that regard.

I felt my asshole clench at the implied meaning. I also swore that I would make Tactitia tell me everything she could about fucking cultural differences in the future. Another whack to wandering hands that were way too soft and warm. “Mmm, I like when you play hard to get.” she murmured at me and then actually gripped both my wrists in one of her hands, my flailing only barely delaying the situation. I was a little curious about just why she wasn’t commenting on me talking to the air, but it was a minor concern. The actual problem was she had now freed my fucking pants down to the middle of my thighs in one quick tug.

She let out a little gasp once the treat I’d given myself was released for all the world to see. I was suddenly thrilled I’d splurged a wee bit on that particular aspect of my anatomy. The primary reason being she appeared so enthralled by it that her grip loosened, allowing me to rip a hand free and pull my pants back up. It resulted in a very confusing and frightening reaction from Leona. She looked at me and began growling while pouting. “Stop it!” I yelled at her again.

Her growl deepened, and I saw her free hand flex slightly, forcing claws to elongate while her adorable little feline ears pressed flat against her hair. “Mine!”

I saw a flash and then heard ripping fabric as she brought her claws to bear on my poor pants. The bitch was psychotic! “Bob? Bob! How do I make her stop!” I said in desperation. Sex was all well and good, but I was saying no damn it!

There is no real way to stop it. Her kind is hardwired to consummate their ‘marriage.’ I advise you to accept the inevitable and enjoy it as much as possible.

About when I finished listening to him, I felt a hard, wet, sensation that reminded me far too much of sandpaper along my semi-hard shaft. I yelped out in pain, and she looked up from her ministrations curiously before licking it again, causing me to yell in pain once more. Her eyes narrowed at me, and I covered my junk with one hand while trying to think of a way out of this entire situation.

“Wait! Wait, you want our first time outside, on the ground?” I had no clue if it would work but I was desperate at this point. She was trying to pry my hand off of what she considered hers but paused to look at me. Her voice was low and husky when she replied.

“I do not care, I want this. Give it to me now!” Oh shit. Think, good lord my fingers don’t bend that way woman!

“It’s yours! Please stop, I want the first time to be special!” Lie, lie like the wind and then run like hell the first chance I get. She regarded me again, my index finger bent at a painful angle. “Special?” she whispered, that purr returning as she did.

“Yes! You deserve to be pampered and worshiped. I can’t do that here, in the open, where all who happen by can see your body. Isn’t that mine as well? I don’t wish others to see it!” I would love to say that part was a lie but I had done some beautiful fucking work on that body and what I said was entirely true. I didn’t plan to do it anytime soon all the same.

She began purring again and crawled her way up my body, her posture sexual as all hell, not to mention arousing. “Only you can see me?” she asked in a teasing half whisper. I gulped when she reached my face, our lips centimeters apart. Goddamnit! I’d made her way too sexy; the soldier was starting to betray me entirely.

I nodded, seeing as that was all I could do, I didn’t trust myself in the slightest. Not with her suddenly changing tactics to seduction over rape. A throaty giggle came from her at my nod, and I felt my soldier betray me again, but I was able to keep it under control, not really but lying to myself helped some.

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Her warm, intoxicating breath, caressed my face. It smelled kind of like cinnamon, which I found weird as hell. “Do you promise?” She asked, moving a little closer to my lips. I felt my eyes widen when she took them for herself and her rough tough invaded my month in an attempt to all but throat fuck me. I won’t lie, I felt like I was a girl on the wrong end of a bad date right now, but I would be damned if it wasn’t sexy to be that fucking desired. I’d ignore the little fact her mind was warped upon being ‘born’.

“Good, we should hurry to a place you can do just that then my sweet Husband. I won’t allow you to keep me waiting.” I nodded, out of breath from the very passionate kiss. I don’t believe I had ever been kissed that thoroughly in any iteration of my lives. I needed to either give in, run, or find a way out of this situation before we were able to get to the village. Otherwise, I’d be ravaged against my will. Watching her get up slowly, forcing her breasts against me, made me think I’d give in and keep it away from the little rape scenario we had just had.

I got up slowly as well, though my reasoning was mostly because I feared being tackled again. Judging by the way she was eyeing my half erect member as I did it wasn’t a far-off notion. I looked at the tattered remains of my pants, frustrated at this entire fucking situation. I should have just picked a Hume, at least then I’d be free of this little issue. “We, well we need to head toward a town called Foxington, it’s ten miles that way....”

She perked up at that and grabbed my hands and started dragging me off in that direction, ignoring everything around us. “Wait! Damnit, woman! I need pants!” She looked back at me, and I could see the frustration growing in her eyes.

“You want other women seeing what you claimed?” I asked, hoping that would do the trick. She just shrugged and pointed at my hands which were feebly attempting to cover myself. “They can all look at my Husband. They can be jealous knowing that you are mine and that I get to enjoy your penis. Perhaps I’ll even let a few of the stronger ones enjoy it in time as well.”

That part made my mind blank a moment, the fantasy of any number of women combined with Leona, naked, servicing me a little much at the moment. “Well, I don’t WANT to be shown to the damn world!”

“I don’t want to wait for you to consummate our marriage either, but we don’t all get what we want. We move now, or we go back to what I was doing but a moment ago.” Her voice, which had slowly sounded a little cultured, took on a growling tenure again and I gave up, grabbing the rags of my pants and knotting them into a banana hammock. That was all the fabric left, enough to create a fucking speedo.

“Let’s go then,” I muttered, she snorted at me and grabbed one of my hands, forcing me up beside her, as well as matching her speed. This was going to be a very long walk, I could already tell.

‘Bob! Where is Tactitia! Also, why the hell did I not get informed about this little quirk beforehand?’ I thought at the replacement A.I.

Tactitia is in a forced hibernation because the creation of a life form, fully grown, with a personality and system in a world where there is no other game like quality costs Deity energy. Primary A.I. Tactitia is what is known as a Deific Artificial Intelligence and has the potential to evolve into a true God over time. She is but a child though, and the free mercenary took her available energy. Usually, the money used to purchase one would cover a lot of that, though I cannot explain why. Only the God of Currency could. As for why you were not informed, if you had bothered to look at the bottom of each race, you would have seen a page icon. It would have explained the needed changes to make it work, as well as cultural differences and warning. It is entirely your fault for not taking your time.

I detected a whole lot of snark in that comment, but okay, he was right. I should have looked closer at everything before selecting. The fact Tactitia was asleep was a little concerning, though I kind of knew why Frank thought of her as a daughter now. She was a baby, God, according to what Bob just told me.

‘Ok, fine...when will she wake up?’

My battery charge is set to three years, Atria Standard Time. There are ways to decrease this, but none of them are available to you at this time.

I groaned at the thought of being stuck with someone so readily associated with a damn vibrator for three years. ‘What ways?’

Ways involving ten thousand experience.

Well, that shut me up pretty quick. I chose to speed-walk in silence with Leona at that point. Nothing else to ask, and still coming to terms with everything that had happened in the last hour or so taking up most of my mental faculty.

“Soooo, why are you so hell-bent on marrying a man you honestly don’t know?” I finally asked after about an hour of farmland and a whole lot of nothing. She looked at me like I was stupid and tightened her grip, almost like she was afraid I’d bolt. I would have, if not for the fact I knew she’d catch me and take me by force. That was beside the point though.

“You defeated me; you are stronger and therefore perfect husband material. Our cubs will be adorable and strong as well.”

Well, yeah, any babies that popped out of her would be cute as a button...wait, what!? “Err, I’m not having kids anytime soon,” I said, slowly. She just snorted at me before pulled me in close to her side and stopped walking. I got ready to bolt, but she just turned me toward her, a foot separated us. She angled herself so that all of her womanly assets were on display and I fought to not look down at her lightly furred breasts. She smirked at me and then answered.

“I’m not going to be getting pregnant outside of mating season, and even then there are ways to stop it. We will have cubs though, one way or another; I’m fine waiting for now though.”

I nodded, no longer fighting the valley of heaven she was tempting me with. She pulled me in closer toward her, and I went willingly this time. I decided that this was a new world, a new life, and I may as well enjoy it while it’s all new and exciting as opposed to hundreds of years from now when I would no doubt have explored it all.

Before she could kiss me again though, a rustling sound came from the large weeds off too our right, and a group of three tiny little green creatures burst out wielding clubs screaming, in order; “Meat!”, “Woman!”, “Kill!”