Chapter #7Girly Healer by: Unknown In every party, the healer is at the very bottom of the pile.
Apparently, a surplus of players chose healing as their specialties, figuring it’d be easier than outright combat. Those poor fools found themselves subject to constant abuse and torment, simply due to the fact that they can’t really fight back on their own.
You… were one of those poor fools. Well, you didn’t fall for exactly the same trap; you just liked playing a healer in MMO’s in general. You’ve quickly come to reject your choice of speciality, however. The fact that you didn’t really have much in the way of offensive abilities meant that you are helpless to resist the whims of Kinkquest’s many perverted inhabitants, including your fellow players. When you first joined the players-only Adventuring Guild, they seemed truly kind, like they were looking out for your best interests. Of course, that was all a front, and now you’ve been forced into a party with a bunch of psychopaths, and you felt like you had a grim chance of survival…
With a sigh, you open up your stats menu, as if just to ruminate on your mistakes.
Jesse the Femboy Healer
Charisma: 0
Strength: 0
Intelligence: 30
Agility: 0
Libido: 0
Skills | Oral Sex
| Increases partner's pleasure when using mouth or tongue in sex. |
| Increases partner's pleasure when they are penetrating your ass. |
| Your cum has intense healing properties (able to heal even mortal wounds) on contact or consumption, but only immediately after orgasm. |
| Heals some of your target's health, and dulls their pain and inhibitions. |
| Temporarily increases capacity of target's stomach, and speeds digestion. |
| Temporarily increases foulness of target's various stenches, and boosts the damage they do. |
| Temporarily increases the willpower damage done by the target's actions or pheromones. |
Your party was known as the Bluebrawlers, which you assume is some sort of terrible pun. It was supposed to be an all-female party; how a male got involved is something of a long story. You see, even compared to other parties, the Bluebrawlers ran through healers quickly. Most healers who joined them didn’t last a month before they grew bored of them, and the poor healer endured some terrible fate. Eventually, they had to go the Guild counsellor for advice, and the counsellor decided that the reason for their aggression was unquenched sexual tension. You see, like every party, the Bluebrawlers wanted a healer to sexually use and abuse, but all the female healers they were trying just weren’t satisfying enough. Thus, the counsellor advised they try ‘hiring’ a male healer.
How can a guy fit in in an all-female party, you may wonder? Well, that’s simple. You sighed at the memory, looking down at the unsightly paws where your hands and feet used to be. Indeed, once you were forced to join them, the first order of business for your new ‘companions’ was to forcibly transform you at the Alteration lab, turning you into some kind of anthropomorphic… wolf? Dog? You didn’t even know. Beyond just depriving you of your humanity, the transformation also deprived you of your masculinity, giving you full lips, wide hips, a thin, curvy body, long flowing hair, and all sorts of other ‘features’ that would’ve made you indistinguishable from just some flat-chested chick if it wasn’t for your cock.
On a side note… even your cock wasn’t the same anymore! It was… weird-looking. And pink. And it spent most of its time inside some sort of weird, fluffy ‘sheath’. You miss being a human. The knot was kind of cool, though.
You glanced around the cramped little room you were sleeping in, which was jostling and creaking as it moved. Indeed, you and your party travelled in a big, two-story tall wagon that was basically a glorified house on wheels. They had to have an elephant pull the damn thing around! The upper floor of the wagon was a comfortable bedroom fit for multiple people, while the lower floor was a dingy little storage room and workshop. Guess where you slept? You guessed it - on the cold, uncomfortable wooden floor of the storage room, with nothing but an itchy little blanket to keep you warm.
Anyway, enough feeling sorry for yourself. Instead, it was much healthier to stew on your all-consuming hatred for your fellow Bluebrawlers. The leader of your party was Serafine, a Vulpine Seductress. True to her class, everywhere she went, she seemed to ooze sexuality. She always had this smug, domineering smirk on her face, and couldn’t go five seconds without blowing someone a kiss or showing off her curves. Perhaps this effect was partly due to the fact that she had a constant cloud of pheromones around her. Stand a few feet away from her, and you’ll just feel slightly cheerful and amiable, and a little horny. When she presses your nose up between her thighs, though, your willpower will drain almost instantly, leaving you a drooling, sex-crazed slave.
Another interesting side note; apparently, Serafine had been a dude in real life. Once he started playing Kinkquest, however, he decided his desired form was that of a curvaceous, purple-furred vixen. If you mention this fact, however, Serafine won’t hesitate to torment you within an inch of your life.
Second to the plate, there was Zylvea, a Gnoll Berserker. She probably frightened you the most; in fact, most of the party’s previous healers ultimately met their fate in this hyena woman’s gurgling gut. Indeed, Zylvea’s specialty is Predation, one of the most feared skills in Kinkquest. You’ve seen her gulp down five whole bandits at the same time once, and you’ve been traumatized ever since. Indeed, her sheer, insatiable gluttony was always unnerving, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that the constant supply of bandits she swallows was the only thing keeping her from devouring her own companions. Who knew how long that arrangement could last…
Last but certainly not least, there was Daelee, a Bear Druid. She was sort of the tank of your group, and by far your least favorite companion. Don’t let her seemingly wise, sensible demeanor fool you - this woman was an absolute slob. Where Serafine projected a cloud of pheromones, with Daelee, it was a cloud of pure stench. And that was just her regular form; when she shapeshifts into her feral form, by God, she could be smelled from miles! In fact, her preferred method of dealing with enemies was just straight-up sitting on them and farting them to death. Yeah, you read that right.
Overall, it was safe to say that you regretted ever purchasing this damn game. It was too late now, though; it had quickly become apparent that every player was trapped in here, and not a single person has found the way out yet. Some people theorize there’s some kind of final boss or trial that needs to be defeated in order to escape Kinkquest; others think that there is no escape. Either way, it seemed like you were stuck here for the time being. That was going to be a problem. You’ve only been travelling with your party for a month, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could last!
You sigh as you slowly feel exhaustion creep in. No point in just lying there regretting your situation. You were probably going to have another long day of getting abused tomorrow, and you needed all the energy you could get. You shiver as you curl up on the floor, your meager blanket far too small to adequately protect you from the cold. With the constant jostling of the wagon, and the discomfort of sleeping on the floor, it takes you awhile to drift off. But eventually, you finally manage to slip into a deep and restful slumber, your only, temporary reprieve in this hellish excuse for a game...
The elephant pulling the wagon continues travelling towards your destination overnight. Right now, your party was on a mission to...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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