《Hardcore Online》Chapter 13: Hail the Conquering Manwhore
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AN: So, anyway... It's been a few days since I updated this so... Anyway, I decided to write a quick new chapter to see how much interest there is in this story and the crude humor
It's possible that I might overhaul this story in the near future. I'd keep the goofy humor and prehensile penis stuff, but flesh the world out more and revamp it into an actual VR fiction set in a world where VR technology is starting to unlock the potential of the human mind to alter reality. It is vital that those interested comment and tell me what you think if you really want this to happen. :)
Chapter 13: Hail the Conquering Manwhore
Smug and extraordinarily satisfied with himself, Scott rode his fancy new steed into the town of Albione. Naked save for his underwear, those who gazed upon his majestic entrance found him ridiculously noble.
"This is so embarrassing." muttered Rias as she padded along the stone thoroughfare.
Pink strolled alongside master and mount while occasionally reaching back to lightly caress her backside. The aloe had helped, but her perky posterior was still quite sore from her Herculean efforts to aid her master.
Scott's nose was firmly up in the air as they walked along. He was superior to all of the mere pedestrians that they passed. None could be finer than a manwhore set astride a magnificent sphinx.
"Oi! Lookit him. Thinks he's the bleedin' king o' the pussy he does." said a man wearing an eyepatch as the trio passed him by.
"Ain't that the manwhore?" asked one of his friends.
The first man opened his eyepatch and took a better look. "Well, damned if it ain't." He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted. "Good on ya manwhore! Show them sexy bitches was is and isn't!"
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"Yeah! You shows 'em good!" called the other man.
Risa placed her hand over her face and sighed. "Really, this is entirely inappropriate."
"Oh, don't be so suburban." said Scott lightly before giving her nipple a twist.
Her cheeks became flush briefly then she snorted and turned to left. He was guiding her down a side-street. "You know, there are kids watching..."
Scott looked down at several well-soiled street urchins. "Hey. You kids."
"Yes, mistah?" asked a little blond boy who had dirt artfully displayed across his innocent nose.
"You watching what I'm doing?" asked Scott.
"Too, right." said the kid.
Rias snickered then unleashed a smug expression. It was short-lived, however.
"Good! You might learn something." said Scott before lightly squeezing Rias' breasts.
"Thank god for that." said the boy with a nod of his head. The other boys agreed readily.
The sphinx groaned loudly then lowered her head, defeated. She jiggled and bounced her bountifully bosomed way down the street while various lookey-loos took their time to look.
It did not take too long to reach the guild. Mama Anika was out back putting her whores through their paces.
"Dance, sluts! Dance for your supper!" She clapped her hands in time to a lively tune and demanded that her beautiful ladies of the evening shake their booties.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Tiffany as she got an eyeful of the trio who strolled into the room.
Mama Anika turned to see what her head girl had seen then smiled warmly. "Ah, there you are."
She eyed Scott for a moment then looked back to the six girls. "Sluts! Attention!"
The girls stood at parade rest and awaited further instructions while Mama Anika waved Scott and his new acquisitions over. "This fine slut is our guild's most accomplished manwhore."
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"I'm also your only manwhore." said Scott lightly.
Anika laughed lightly. "This is true. No other man has shown any interest."
Rias rolled her eyes and stamped her forepaw. This was the most ridiculous introduction ever. More to the point why was her idiot master being introduced while he continued to paw at her breasts?
Scott released the massive mammaries of his morose mount then hopped down. "Good to see you mama. Keeping the sluts in line?" He waved to Tiffany and she offered him a saucy wink.
"Look at you being so casual. It was not so long ago that I put you through your paces." said Mama Anika with a wry smile.
"Oh, you wore me out on a daily basis." admitted Scott.
She threw her head back and laughed beautifully. "You wish!"
"Frequently." he admitted shamelessly.
Anika laughed once more then looked to the girls he had brought in to the establishment. "So who are your friends?"
Scott gestured toward the girl with the overly enthusiastic smile. "This is Pink, a succubus."
"Hi! It's really nice to meet you. Are you really my husbro's mother?" asked pink curiously.
"He wishes!" Anika said.
Scott chose not to rise to the bait that time. Instead he gestured toward his fine mount. "This busty girl is my new mount. Her name is Rias. She's a sphinx if you didn't know."
"Geeze, is that really the way you are going to introduce me?" asked Rias with a frown.
Scott reached over and patted her on her human stomach. "There, there, girl. There, there."
Rias sighed loudly then snorted. "Will this humiliation ever end?"
Pink took a step forward then winced. Mama Anika noticed and asked if she was alright.
"Oh. I'm fine. It's just that my ass is still tender from all the abuse that it took earlier." said Pink.
Several sets of eyes immediately turned toward Scott. He merely shrugged. "I put aloe on her afterward."
Pink smiled sweetly then bit her lower lip. In the line of girls, a certain faux-British sounding blond pouted lightly. Tiffany said, "What's it take for a girl to get that kind of action?"
"Tacos." said Scott. "Lots and lots of tacos."
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