The natural response to this was for the entirety of the Raid party to descend upon Sylph and very carefully pat her. It was fortunate that friendly fire protected them from any accidental shock, otherwise touching the highly charged volt bunny may have been the unwanted kind of stunning. Inevitably, lewding would follow, but first John had to go through the windows.

2024-02-12 12:22:04 +0000 UTC
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Halfway through the fourth day, they finally did reach the end of the camp.
Silent and cleared out, the tents lay behind them. The summer sun above felt distant and cold, the rays reflecting eerily off the grey sands. For all their desolation, neither the camp nor the bleak beach competed with the ominous presence of the stone. Enormous, the red black chunk towered above them. The two pillars extending from its front were, on closer inspection, cracked and jagged in their s...
2024-02-10 21:43:55 +0000 UTC
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Metra gripped Rex Magnar with both hands. Her eyes glowed the telling green of her wrath being tapped into. The back spike of the halberd flared, lightning and plasma cascading from it in an extreme burst of heat and force. Swinging the weapon a full 180 degrees overhead, the ancient weapon brought her cheering armament down on her target.
The jubilation of the weapon ended as quickly as its descent.
Lu Zhi’s features were framed by green scales. Claws covered her h...
2024-02-09 18:49:59 +0000 UTC
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“What, you think we’d miss this?”
Gaia, Zone, and Ferikrona sat on a broad couch atop a hovering dais. The latter was fashioned from marble, silver, gold, and glass. An impossibly complex thing of interlocking facets that the greatest craftsmen in Fusion would have struggled to even plan in a reasonable stretch of time. The couch, absurdly, was a well-used, almost cheap-looking thing. The cushions were deformed by years of being sat on, the outer layers of the armrest...
2024-02-08 18:16:03 +0000 UTC
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It was the end of the third day of the grinding session.
John was one level richer, after cutting his way through Skinwalkers the entire time and gathering sex-based EXP at the side. One more level and he could get his next Class Perk. Not that he expected the Martial Artist Class to offer him much of immediate value.
Progress through the area was slow but engaging. They were still confined to the ground level, anyone flying too high getting assaulted by bone projecti...
2024-02-06 17:21:43 +0000 UTC
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“Yeah, because I have so little else to do!” Delicia remarked sarcastically.
The short alchemist hopped off the footstool and marched over to another desk. Some sort of kettle whistled, until she attached a transparent tube to the spout. The liquid inside, by some alchemical laws that no doubt made sense if one was in the know, rose straight upwards through.
‘Or maybe there just is a vacuum at the other end?’ John wondered. He couldn’t tell. Wherever in this...
2024-02-05 19:10:21 +0000 UTC
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The Ambassador Double, Undine, Metra, Aclysia, Nia, Lydia, Nightingale and Salamander, those were the eight that were currently advancing through the dungeon.
They moved in an awkward formation. Invisible enemies made standing too far from each other an unreasonable risk. At the same time, the sweeping strikes of the Skinwalkers were too far in reach to clump together. Not even John could formulate an entirely adequate answer to that problem. There were too many angles of a...
2024-02-03 18:33:52 +0000 UTC
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“I can’t believe it,” Scarlett muttered. The technomancer had just been informed about the new Negotiator Perk. “Good thing you didn’t waste your Kingdom Theme cooldown… Lorelei!”
“How may I be of service?” the seer asked.
“We’re putting the project on hold for the rest of the day. You’ll help me compile a list of resources we want and what phrases would be best to get them.” Scarlett turned her gaze to John. “You can spare one of your thre...
2024-02-02 19:43:49 +0000 UTC
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“Gather around!” John shouted and clapped his hands. The combination of sounds cut through the noise of the half-dispersed harem, filling out the spacious living room. They had eaten, they had enjoyed themselves, they had chattered, and now it was time to get back to work.
The entirety of the gathered women joined John by the table. Lee had provided them with one with a screen integrated into the surface, making the map creation they used for planning purposes even easi...
2024-01-30 19:11:06 +0000 UTC
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“Finally back, fuckface?” Eliana growled at John.
The greeting was much harsher than the Gamer was used to and he reacted like most men did when an angry woman greeted them at the door: he was confused. Raising his hands defensively, he weighed to respond with a joke, an assurance, or a genuine question. Luckily, he slotted into what the issue was before he could make the wrong call. “Aclysia is getting to the kitchen.”
“She better!” the pretty little psyc...
2024-01-29 23:23:42 +0000 UTC
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Alright, so, having read the comments, I have come to the following resolutions, for the time being.
1. the images are doubtlessy popular
2. Some people prefer not to look at artwork, as they prefer to let their mind do the work
3. Other people really want the artwork, because they have varying levels of afantasia (which is far more common than people seem to think)
Now, since the rest of the Raid is already written, I can tell you that, at least for this one, the AI p...
2024-01-28 17:34:58 +0000 UTC
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The corridor led them right up to the next tent. Canvas fluttered in strong drafts. Sea salt filled the air. Corpses lay scattered across the floor and between wooden booths. Eyes of lifeless merchants that still drew breath took lethargic note of the party.
John remained in the entrance area, eyes drifting over the torment of the locals with all the disassociation appropriate for the situation. He would play his expected role of the helpful man where expected, but he would...
2024-01-27 16:25:27 +0000 UTC
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A second Skinwalker surfaced. Initially, it was just a corpse half-buried in the sand, then it rose and the skin sloughed off the underlying exoskeleton like an outgrown suit. A fact that was made quite confusing by the rapid growth of the monstrosity. Its shoulders widened, fingers and arms lengthened, and its rib cage swelled, until it stood two metres tall, putting it two heads shorter than its comrade. This new Skinwalker was visibly weaker and lacked the additional limbs spr...
2024-01-26 18:23:38 +0000 UTC
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Preparations for the Raid were manifold. To begin with, everyone had to sleep off the post-orgy exhaustion. This was useful twice over. First, it meant everyone was at the same or at least similar state of rest, synchronizing the biological clocks. Second, it meant everyone was stress free. Sweaty, fully exhausting sex led to a group that was quite focused once they woke up.
The debaucheries did actually have a purpose, or at least side benefits that John was happy to explo...
2024-01-25 13:25:15 +0000 UTC
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Everything was so annoying.
Ehtra stood outside the house, trying to blend out the sounds that echoed from the inside. ‘By the gods, I have heard the slapping of flesh against flesh before, but do these creatures have to be so indecent?!’ she thought to herself, lips moving in a quiet prayer for reasonability. Her ears twitched when she picked up the prolonged orgasmic cry of the First of Wrath. Her sister, ever one to be stoically cheerful, when she wasn’t giving int...
2024-01-23 13:57:40 +0000 UTC
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John wanted nothing more than to lift the short empress in his lap up and impale her on his cock. Back or proper entrance hardly mattered, he just wanted to be inside her, make her bounce and scream, until her high pitched voice could no longer keep up with the pace at which her perfect ass was rippling. He would fuck her until her tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled aimlessly.
Alas, he still was limited to certain actions. He could touch her in all places, but the only h...
2024-01-22 12:58:12 +0000 UTC
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“You say the boring things happen first and then you all just start stripping,” Lulu observed with more than a slightly amused undertone. Indeed, save for Ehtra, everyone in the room was now naked. The First of Hatred was also the only one not to sit down on the couch, instead leaning, eyes closed and arms crossed, against the wall right next to one of the three doors leading into the living room.
Lulu had, expectedly, pulled right along with everyone else taking their ...
2024-01-21 07:09:49 +0000 UTC
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‘Oh yeah, it’s all coming together,’ John thought with a smirk. 5 to 6 wasn’t the biggest increase he had gotten, but it was still a base increase of 20%...
2024-01-19 17:47:28 +0000 UTC
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“Quack!”
John looked at the duck.
The duck looked at John.
It was a prime specimen. Pure white plumage, orange beak, beady black eyes, enthusiastically wagging tail feathers, the whole ‘this is a duck’ package. It sat among other ducks, many of them unusually red-feathered, near the pond at the centre of the stylistic garden. The trees around were, like bonsais, carefully trimmed and raised to resemble tall, ancient trees, no matter how large they actual...
2024-01-18 14:53:54 +0000 UTC
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Landing an Abyssal aircraft of this size was more nerve wracking than John had given it credit for. Take off was all well and good, run down the airstrip and get into the air, nothing unusual there. For the landing, however, one had to have exact knowledge of where the airstrip was well before the Mobile Barrier melded into the Protected Space. Not quite as worrisome for normal machines as for the colossus they were currently flying.
John watched over Aclysia’s shoulder t...
2024-01-16 11:58:16 +0000 UTC
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John spotted motion in the corner of his vision.
He raised his eyes from the computer screen, integrated nicely into the wall of the living room, and took a look at it. “Huh,” he let out a surprised sound when he was greeted by the sight of a very annoyed angel flying next to the aircraft.
Even Ehtra had to beat her wings with some effort to keep up with the flying colossus of metal and luxury. Once she realized that she had John’s attention, the First of Hatred...
2024-01-15 08:56:03 +0000 UTC
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John clicked his tongue. He wasn’t a big fan of any of these three Perks. For one, he had been hoping to expand on the Favour system. More importantly, he stil...
2024-01-13 20:58:50 +0000 UTC
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Yes, you know the emote already, I just had nothing else to use as the cover.
Attached you will find a spread of ALL the butts of the current harem (including Layla, Ehtra and Lucifrena, despite their varying degrees of 'planned'). One version is sorted by Butt Size, the other is sorted by Height.
Next project with Somiko will be a similar spread but with all the boob sizes.
2024-01-13 07:18:28 +0000 UTC
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Metra’s head flew to the side.
Everyone froze.
It took a few moments to register that Ehtra had just slapped her sister with all the force she could muster. Metra herself blinked once. Her head remained in its turned position. The grey angel’s arm dropped.
‘Have to give it to her, I did not expect that one,’ John thought, primed and ready to jump in if the situation devolved.
The welcome back BBQ the harem greeted him with slowly returned to the ne...
2024-01-12 20:37:26 +0000 UTC
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Milan was an interesting city.
John had heard about and seen several of the cities of Abyssal Europe. Italy and Germany especially, but the rest of Europe as well, were centred around places of Romulus’ designs. Vast structures, be they ones of immense buildings or a series of carefully planned out landscapes, that the Apex had designed and overseen the construction of.
The spire city of Prague. The rings of the Eternal City. Alexandria’s seven great dams. The swi...
2024-01-11 19:46:59 +0000 UTC
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John did not see Ehtra again until the end of the third and final day of his stay. It had been a much harder day to get through, courtesy of him having to do all of the same things he had done the day before. What had been minorly interesting due to novelty on day 2 was just a slog on day 3. John pushed through anyway, pretending well enough to be diligent and interested. No one around could make out the difference.
After spending hours upon hours shoe-shining, relic polish...
2024-01-09 17:00:00 +0000 UTC
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After the moral testing, John was put to the much less interesting task of helping the other squires do their daily duties. There were only two of them, a number too low to see to the maintenance of the entire tower on their own, which was why there were also five other servants that saw to the traditional tasks of cooking and cleaning. The squires were given the more honourable tasks of shining artefacts and checking on the state of the armoury.
Except John. John got to wi...
2024-01-08 17:26:57 +0000 UTC
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The first thing John noted once outside was Ehtra. The First of Hatred had changed into a monkish robe. What somewhat defeated the purpose of the brown curtain of cloth was the additional sash she had tied under her boobs. There was no denying the allure of her figure when she pulled a rope tight enough to work as a corset.
John wondered about her change of wardrobe, but he had an order and that was to follow. He had not been permitted to speak and… he hated it. He had ho...
2024-01-06 23:14:58 +0000 UTC
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John and Ehtra were greeted on the other side by a burly, old man. He was the image of a seasoned, German knight, nearly two metres tall, muscular, and covered in scars. A particularly pronounced one surrounded his eye in a star shape, rising from his tanned skin in a lighter shade. He had deep wrinkles, thick eyebrows, and a silver beard that matched his wild mane.
By description, John knew this to be High Marshall Rekt, founder and first High Marshall of the Alpine Knight...
2024-01-05 23:10:18 +0000 UTC
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