“So why am I still alive, beautiful?”

Lying helpless on my bed I stare at the ceiling as the battlehare moves away from my field of vision. I try to turn my neck to follow but my body is still refusing to respond.

-This is one crazy skill…-

“Because I still have some use for you,” her hand starts to play with my quickly disappearing erection, “Well… not all of you really, so it would be nice if the part I do need will play along.”

“That might be problematic considering I feel very betrayed right now. I thought we had a deal,” I am doing my best to suppress my erection, -Even though I have to admit that there’s something about the situation that is starting to turn me on.-

“We did,” she continues to jerk my flaccid member back to size, “but then you gave us all we needed from you,” her head floats back into my field of vision and I can see the smirk on her face, “Shouldn’t have told us your idea. There were no public crests when our ancestors were created but if there’s one type of spell our kind knows very well it’s slave crests.”

With my third leg back to full size she loses her pants and gets on top of me.

-Are you fucking kidding me?- Jane summons another table to flip in frustration.

“You know… It’ll feel better if I can move,” I try to look at her but from my lying position I can only see the tips of her ears, “or at least use my hips…”

“It’s fine. You just focus on yourself so we can get this over with faster.” She tries to mimic Salifa and maneuver me inside of her while she herself is hovering in a crouching position. However, she seems to lack the experience her leader had and I keep slipping away. When she finally manages to press me against her opening properly she’s too tight for me to go in.

“First time, beautiful?” I say to the ceiling.

“What gave me away?” she sighs and lets go of me.

“You did, just now,” I chuckle, “Come sit on my face. I’ll make it easier for you to slide me in and I promise not to bite”

“You know…” she hesitates, “You’re surprisingly calm for someone who’s about to die,” she says suspiciously.

“Can’t really think of a better way to go then to be fucked to death by someone as gorgeous as you,” I try to shrug but to no avail.

“How convenient. Though I hope our child inherits your courage and not your silver tongue,” she flops down on my face.

“Ish hat whie uuo eere?” I ask into her crotch.

“What?” she lifts herself up slightly.

Taking a few deep breaths I ask “Is that why you’re doing this?”

She drops back down and I start licking and sucking.

“That tickles!” she hovers off of me again.

“Endure. It’ll start feeling good soon. You can explain why you’re doing this while I get you ready.”

As she smothers me again her horrible smell almost makes me lose my dinner.

-She smells like she hasn’t showered in a month… and tastes even worse…-

-Good. Suffer,- Jane says venomously.

After another minute or two of wiggling, her giggles slowly diminish and change into fast inhales that match the rhythm of my tongue. Once I start paying attention to her clitoris with the aid of Mana Stimulation concentrated on the tip of my tongue they progress into weak moans.

“I’m considered strange by my tribe,” she blurts out eventually. Not to dissuade her from talking I drop the skill and continue flicking and sucking slower so she can concentrate better on forming sentences.

“By my age, I should’ve birthed at least a dozen children. Maybe one of them would’ve been a daughter and I could've started my own family. But until... Uhmm…”

I activate my skill again to give me a moment to think while she moans, -A dozen children? So either she’s much older than she looks or the pregnancies are much shorter than in my world.-

-Or…- Jane adds, -she can’t count.-

“All those brutes we have caged back home never interested me, mhhm do that again ahh yes…”

-By brutes… does she mean the warriors Salifa mentioned right after trying to choke me?-

-Not sure… but maybe we should rethink the idea of going with them? I’m already locked up in here and I don’t want to have the same happen to you.-

-You sure? I’ll probably get really bored so we can fuck all the time. Isn’t that what you wanted?-

-You’re joking, right? I’ve seen what happens once you’re bored. Even I have limits...-

“But when I saw how confident you acted even with the leader riding you… I don’t know… something about it made me think that with you I’ll have a good chance of getting a daughter.”

“Douwt fweople usually wish for sons?” she lifts off my mouth mid-sentence, “Also, I think you’re wet enough already.” -Any more and I’ll really be sick.-

She looks at me in disappointment but moves down from my face to my third leg and after a few tries, we become one. I can feel a shiver go through her as I slide inside against more resistance that I remember there ever being.

-So stats affect even one's hymen. That’s a fact I could’ve lived without…-

“It’ll stop hurting in a moment,” I say to both of us, “don’t move and just take some time to get used to the feeling.”

She nods her head in agreement and I can feel her muscles tighten and relax around me involuntarily. I make sure to activate Mana Stimulation on the lowest output I can to make her get over the uncomfort of her first time faster. At this point I’d usually take a few minutes to fake passionate kisses, caress her body and play with her breasts while the uncomfort diminishes but luckily for me I can’t to do anything.

“So… while we wait, mind telling me why you’re kind of obsessed about the child's gender?”

She looks at me like I’m retarded so I crank up the skill and pulse it. This makes her muscles contract in response and a slight stinging pain to appear and disappear as she relaxes again.

“Don’t look at me like that and do try to remember that this is my first day in your world.”

She makes a silent ‘Ahh’ with her mouth once she remembers the cause of my ignorance.

“Sorry. I’m having a bit of a hard time thinking straight right now…” her hands fumble across my chest as she tries to position herself more comfortably, “It’s very simple and is pretty much common knowledge even amongst humans. There are no male battlehares.”

“Why’s that?”

“Did they really explain nothing to you?” she tilts her head.

“Nope. We’re supposed to have a priest come and teach us about this world in a couple of days but since I won’t be able to attend, thanks to you, how about you explain it instead? And please start moving. I’m starting to slip out…”

She laughs at my words but starts moving nonetheless. Awkwardly at first but soon she transitions into a crotch grind that probably feels good to her but doesn’t do much for me.

-Whatever… as long as she keeps talking.-

“A priest? Teach you? Those ‘gardeners’ as they like to call themselves won’t teach you anything about my kind. They have their heads so far up their own assholes that most of them can’t even hear the whispers anymore. The only thing they do is”

“Yeah… I don’t really care about them right now. What I’m interested in, is you. Tell me about your tribe. Or more specifically why battlehares are only female? What happens to the males? And why you want a daughter so much that you risk losing your virginity while surrounded by people who want you dead?” my interruption causes her to stop grinding on top of me.

“That’s just how things are. The males were created to be used for labor while the females of my kind are either rogues and assassins,” she resumes grinding on top of me as she monologues, “I guess there’s no harm in bragging to you since you won’t live to tell anyone but there aren't that many assassins in our tribe. Not much reputation to be earned so not many choose the class. It’s also much harder to level and I pride myself on being one of the youngest assassins in our tribe. Sure… part of it is because I don’t waste my time on sex and pregnancies but I work harder than most. I may not be the best yet in terms of infiltration prowess, but when it comes to killing skills there aren’t many that can compete with me.” Not really focusing on the sex part she keeps pausing her grinding over and over again as she talks, “I was even the runner-up for the royal assassination but in the end, Safrine was chosen.” she says with a curl of her lip. “So she got lucky and gave birth to twin daughters… does it mean she should get the experience instead of me? It’s been proven many times by now that one's level has nothing do with a child's gender or its strength once it grows up. But do the elders care? Of course not… going on and on about tradition this and tradition that. I’ll show them. Thanks to this rescue mission I’ve already leveled twice. Not to mention all the skills I’ve been leveling like crazy. We expected to face new and improved warding after the last failed them but it seems they only reinforced the main palace protection and ignored everything else. This ‘suicide mission’ as the elders called it has become nothing more than a training exercise. Once I’m back they won’t have any choice but to start using me on actual assassinations. And if I come back with a daughter? I can just imagine Safrine’s face once she sees I’m pregnant with a girl!”

Her rant went on and on until eventually I got tired and decided to do some thinking.

-Jane, make sure you listen to her. Mixed in between this teenage drama is important information. I need to think a little.-

As frustrated as Jane is, she steps forward into my consciousness in a suit and high heels ready to take notes.

-You do remember that I can always just access your memories and check them when we need?-

-But that’s if we know what to look for and when, no?-

-Hmm, not exactly but I was planning to listen anyway, so go use the fact that I’m horny as fuck and it’s keeping you erect to think over whatever you want in private,- she says with just the slightest tinge of annoyance in her voice and adds, -Can I ask about what?-

-Thank you, I know it can’t be easy not to listen in. I just want to think about the skill system and what we should do now that we were betrayed, you can check my memories later if you’re interested.-

-Maybe, I’ll try to keep you erect.-

Blowing her a mental kiss I feel her retreat from my mind and even mute some of the sounds and sensations, somehow.

‘Well, this is new… maybe I can get some pain resistance skill from this ability? I don’t like pain and as little of it as possible the better. And depending on the tree it’ll appear on it might answer some questions about how the system regards me and Jane, and what the Psionic tree is all about… I thought Psionics were about telekinesis and telepathy, yet here I get sharing senses and faster thinking. A prerequisite for the actual thing maybe? Maybe I can leverage the fact that you get skills faster by surviving life and death situations? Will it even work for me if I’m no longer afraid of death? Some form of pain resistance skill will really come in handy for this… what else is related to psionics? ESP? I should find out if ghosts or undead exist. Jesus I hope not though… necromancers are probably annoying as shit if they are real. What else is there? It'd be cool to get telepathy. It'd sure as hell would help with getting what I want from the pack of long-eared furries...'

“Huh?” Jane’s mental nudge brings me back to the situation at hand.

“I asked, what's taking you so long?” the battlehare was glaring at me while sitting still on top of me.

“Oh… you didn’t tell me your name.”

“Lisara. Can you hurry up? The night isn’t getting any darker.”

“You know…” I take a deep breath to calm myself but decide there’s no reason to prolong this any longer.

I send a tendril of mana from between my legs. The sensation is unique, to say the least, -Reminds me of the time I tried sounding but with less urge to urinate.-

With Mana Stimulation active around my nether region to mask the intrusion, I gently send the tendril through her cervix and into the uterus. From there I follow the left fallopian tube and exit it while doing my best to avoid the fimbria and ovary. Locating the suspensory ligament of the ovary I follow the nerve inside it until I reach the hypogastric plexus and move up along it to bypass the spinal cord. Reaching the root of the vagus nerve the tendril enters her brain and I bombard the connection with all the mana I have left.

Lisara screams in pleasure as her upper body arches backward while her pelvic floor muscles spasm out of control.

Her orgasmic cries stop suddenly once my concentration breaks and the mana backlash explodes her brain into mush. The room, however, doesn’t return to being silent as my screams and curses still remain, loud enough to wake up anyone who managed to sleep through Lisara’s window shattering climax.

It was not the magical backlash, however, that made me scream but Lisara’s inner muscles flattening and ripping me apart. And if making me bleed profusely from between my legs wasn’t bad enough, once she died, control of her sphincters was lost and she emptied her bowels and bladder in the spot she was sitting on, which so happened to still be on me.

It was into this scene and smell that Elsa burst into in her underwear and with a sword in hand. She hesitated and decided to leave and let someone else handle it, she could already hear footsteps running up the stairs, but before she could leave, her feelings bubbled upward.

“Disgusting…” she muttered and was heard.

“Elsa?! Kill me! Quick! It hurts so bad!”

“Kill yourself you freak. I’m not touching you.”

“I’m paralyzed you fu” I’m not proud at the wave of profanity and personal insults I unleashed at Elsa. She didn’t deserve most of them but I was not exactly in a serene state of mind.

To her credit, when she pushed the dead body off of me and had a fountain of blood sprayed in her face she realized that maybe she jumped to conclusions too fast and decided to run get the soldiers who were in the hall, trying to figure out where the screams came from and what they were.

“They must have a healer on call!”

“No healer! Kill me! Kill me now! I can’t take this pain anymore!” I could taste blood at the back of my throat from all my screaming.

I heard more people run into the room and start yelling and arguing.

“Kill me…” the edges of my vision were getting darker, “Now…” someone pressed something between my legs and it shot a new wave of pain through me. My mind tried to scream in response but my body no longer responded. Gradually the sensation of pain started to diminish and my eyelids became too heavy to keep open.

Someone said something in my ear but I couldn’t tell what as my death interrupted them before they could finish.