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Trapped in the virtual reality! (PsionicCuttlefish & iridium248)

PsionicCuttlefish

PsionicCuttlefish

Supernova
Joined
Apr 10, 2012
Isn't technology grand? CyberSystems Inc. has long been the leader in virtual reality gaming with their line of VR-Helmets, superimposing a new world over the user's senses. Their latest model of VR-Helmet includes a revolutionary invention where--rather than just projecting an image on a screen in front of the user's eyes and using speakers for sound--it uses the latest in noninvasive brain-computer interfaces to completely override the normal sensory input from a person's body to their brain. Now, for the first time, users can completely feel the created world around them as if it were real, and their customized avatars actually become their bodies. This system, and the game coupled with it, was released in a special beta; selected customers from across the country were allowed to purchase the new helmet and game and be a part of the first stages of the game before release to the general public.

To one particular beta-user who received the game days ago, long enough to run through most of the starter areas, it's another bright, long day ahead on her vacation in which she can lose herself in the game as usual. Her VR helmet has her saved file ready, just waiting for her to put it on and log in...
 
A soft giggle parted 'Lucille Sinclaire's' lips - Actually Tessa Gabriels, 23, and totally popular - as her lissome form shimmered into being in a swirl of pixels, assembling itself from thin air! She came into existence a bit at a time - First her long, lovely legs, sheathed in thigh-high stockings, her feet arched high on stiletto-heeled boots...Then her deep-blue cassock, draped over her curvy, voluptuous form, her silver holy symbol catching the light! As her midnight hair cascaded down her slim shoulders, her green eyes opened s-l-o-w-l-y, as the PC exhaled...Arching her back, stretching luxuriously as the elven vixen's full lips curled in a sultry smile!

She'd made it - It'd taken her a full week to get her beta-tester license approved...But the result was *very* much worth it! The very *first* player to get into the game - This was definitely going to get her all kinds of cred. It was really too bad that not all the classes had been unlocked - But 'Priestess' didn't sound too bad! Besides ~ And a little smirk flitted across her lovely features, as Sister Lucille of the Radiant Heart struck a coquettish pose - she had to admit, she rather liked this costume.

Now, when people think of elves, the words graceful, slender, delicate all come to mind, as well as images of ethereal, otherwordly beauty...That, as it happens, forgets to mention that they (Men and women alike) tend toward the skinny side. They're beautiful, yes, but their extreme slenderness- anorexia, some would say- tends to kill the sex drive...Especially when it's hard to tell the genders apart.

Not so for Sister Lucille. Oh, she was an elf, all right; Warm green eyes, lustrous blue hair looped with gems and thin chains of gold, rustling in time to her every motion. But, she was *definently* female as well, with a lush, voluptuous build that made her surplice positively immodest! Her impressively large, tight bust pressed swellingly against the modest fittings, the silky fabric only drawing attention to her long, tapering legs, her plush rear...

It'd have been a little surprising to note that Sister Lucille's digital self was nigh-identical to Tessa's *real* body - An old trick to reduce lag, to improve synchronization. Of course, she didn't know how realistic this game could be...But then again, perhaps that wouldn't have stopped her.

The supple leather of her clerical costume creaked, softly, as Lucille perched her hands on her hips...Looking around, wondering where she'd ended up. A quick once-over was all Lucille needed to take stock...Her Holy Symbol, a basic array of spells (A 'Holy Bolt' and a cheap, basic Heal) and a mace - The standard starting package. The lovely cleric's hips rolled, as she sauntered out into the light - "Let the games begin~!" she giggled, clasping her hands behind her back!

Oooh, but she was going to enjoy this...

(Sister Lucille:

https://dl.dropbox.com/u/8073552/priest.jpg
https://dl.dropbox.com/u/8073552/guishen_2435.jpg )
 
As Tessa walked her avatar Lucille through the portal of light and logged into the game, the place she had left off in the first zone materialized around her. It was a rich, rolling verdant field of pure vibrant green grass literally unmatched anywhere in the real world, for of course this world was constructed artificially. Lucille could literally smell the fresh air and feel the breeze on her skin, seeing it make ripples across the waving grass as if Tessa was genuinely standing there. Such was the power of this new virtual reality; Tessa had completely left behind the couch in her house as this new world was sent directly to her brain's sensory input.

As Lucille's stats loaded, her vision was overlayed with the stats related to the game; she could see a floating bar representing her Health and Magic, and a compass pointing to her next questmark; to the jungle off in the distance. The VR-Helmet also worked both ways; whenever Tessa would normally try to move her arm in real life, the helmet intercepted her brain's outgoing signals and instead moved Lucille's arm in the game. There was even an addition; Tessa could mentally access the game's menu and other game-related functions by thinking it (and it was through this that she could log out and deactivate the helmet to 'return' to the real world).

At any rate, Lucille was free to move towards her questpoint in the jungle. As she crossed the field, she could feel the grass underneath her boots, the perfect ground feeling just like the real thing. But, as she walked...she suddenly heard a guitar riff as some background battle music started, and something began to materialize in front of her. A random encounter! Dark green pixels flew together, beginning to form a shape. It started out as a basic humanoid form, then bulked out, becoming big, brutish, and muscular. As it did so, haphazardly kludged clothing and armor, made of scraps of old cloth and dented plates of metal, formed around the man-shape. Finally, the arms reached out to grab a weapon that also formed out of thin air--a crudely made and rusted, but very large axe--as the face formed into an almost piggish shape with big tusks and small, beady eyes. A big, green, ugly slobbering Orc stood before Lucille.

Lucille's game-interface went into battle mode: a huge stylized golden circle hovered in front of the orc marking it as her selected target, something that only she seemed to be aware of as the creature ignored it. The name of the enemy, "ORC RAIDER", floated above its head along with its own health bar. Lucille could also 'see' the various commands she could choose, such as Attack, Defend, Spells, and other options. While it was true she could directly move her avatar's body as if it were her own real form, the game still had a stat-based interface. Lucille could motion as if she were attacking or casting a spell, but the commands had to actually be mentally selected to have any effect. At any rate, this would be an easy enough battle--this was a low-level enemy that she had already fought several times in the starter area where she learned how to play the game.

The Orc and the battle interface had formed in mere seconds, and with no hesitation, the enemy bellowed a war cry and executed its preprogrammed routines as the battle music kicked into the main chorus. The orc lifted its axe high up, jumped forward, and brought it swinging down at Lucille! It was, however, a slow attack. Lucille should have no problem dodging it and responding.
 
"Oh~!" Lucille's throaty *gasp* hung in the air, as the orc came crashing out from the brush! The luscious cleric's eyes went wide, as her opponent swung at her - But she sidestepped, the axe *whuffing* through the air as it missed the lovely priestess. Her fingers closed around her holy symbol, as she wrenched her mace free with her free hand...Taking up a combat stance!

Well, this *was* surprising, but she'd *definently* faced worse before! Sure, the orc *was* rather impressive...Given her current level and spells, though, she shouldn't have *that* much of a problem.

In fact...It might almost be fun!

A slight *arch* to her back pressed the full globes of her breasts up and against her figure-hugging surplice, as Lucille sauntered forward - brushing stray strands of glossy blue hair back from her jade-green eyes. Cising sparks of light danced along her holy symbol, as she faced off against her opponent - The beginnings of a slow but powerful Searing Light spell! The virtual vixen let her gaze slide up and over the orc raider...Her tongue darting over full, pouty lips, a mischievous glint in her gaze!

"Bring it on, handsome~" she cooed, flirtariously, batting her long, long lashes...Beckoning to the orc, as she favored it with a fetching smile! A simply naughty expression worked it's way across her lovely features - The cleric holding her alluring poise, arching a slender eyebrow as she waited for a chance to counterattack!

After all, while *this* was just a game, she couldn't help but appreciate how...*detailed* the monsters were!
 
As Lucille moved in a coy manner towards the orc, teasing and motioning while she charged up her spell, the orc made no reaction, gave no indication that it noticed what she was saying or the way she was moving her body. Simulated sweat glistened on its taut green skin pulled over thick, overdefined muscles, creating a whiff of a musky stench that Lucille could actually smell. It grunted and snorted with its pig-like nose as it wrenched its axe up from the ground, sounding like a real wild animal. The creators of the game could program in all these things, all these simulations of sensations, they could make it appear so lifelike that it actually seemed real in every way--except the one that counted.

The orc bellowed another stock war cry and began marching towards Lucille again, this time executing a pattern of back-and-forth swings of its axe in a series of Standard Attacks. It was, after all, just a program. All it could do was follow its preset routines within the rules of the game. It couldn't react or interact meaningfully beyond that. It kept up its attack on Lucille, but it always moved in a recognizable pattern. It was almost eerie, in fact, how it always planted its feet in exactly the same way before swinging, always using the same sets and patterns of predictable attacks; a slow and powerful overhead swing, a march of back-and-forth chops, a series of quick jabs.

It only highlighted how artificial it was, how the enemy could not act outside the boundries of its program. It had been this way in the starter areas, and obviously the move to the real sections of the game hadn't brought along any improvements. The game was still in beta, after all. Despite all that, the creature could actually be seen, felt, heard, and smelt as if it were really standing in front of Lucille.

In that way, it sure seemed real enough.
 
The orc snorted, and came on again...Lucille's full lips curling in a little *pout*, a sigh teased from her silky throat! Well, maybe she'd been expecting *too* much...The lovely elven cleric had found, thus far, that while the NPCs were *very* well rendered (Though probably not with the same detail as the virtual vixen) their AI was still lacking: They were like preprogrammed automatons, solid chunks of sword-fodder with two states - Aggressive, and dead.

As the orc's axe cleaved the air, Sister Lucille backed away, the low *hum* of her charging amulet informing her that her Searing Light spell was ready! With a flick of her wrist, she released it: The light in the clearing drawing into Lucille's palm, coalescing around it in a brilliant sphere! At her gesture, it exploded outwards in a line of brilliant fire that stabbed into her oncoming opponent, scorching the orc as it advanced!

Lucille kept the energy going ~ The elven cleric's mace clasped in her free hand! Just like *every* other orc she'd fought so far, it'd be almost out of HP by the time it closed...A quick bash with her mace should be enough to put it down for the count! So far, so average...Nothing that the lovely PC hadn't seen before!
 
When Lucille unleashed her spell, it struck dead-on in the center of the targeting ring; right on the orc. It howled and reeled backwards under the fiery onslaught, and the red bar representing its health that floated above it satisfyingly shrunk. When the spell ended, the red bar had been cut down to a small red chunk--not near enough to survive a good solid smack from Lucille's mace. Some easy EXP was certainly in her future. Still, the orc showed no scorches or burns--the developers had said on their website that realistic rendering of damage was on the to-do list. No longer held down by the spell, the orc regripped its axe, began to step forward, and--

--A decidedly strange thing happened. In a one-second flash, the world in front of Lucille's eyes just seemed to...break. Everything suddenly fractured into many colored squares and rectangles, the likes of which one would see on a television show 'experiencing technical difficulties', or a video game who's graphics had badly glitched out. The flash was accompanied by a high-pitched electronic whine that ended just as quickly. In one second, the disturbance had occured, then the world righted itself in exactly the same way as it was before...except for one small difference.

The background battle music was no longer playing.

This was not entirely unexpected, though. In every developer's letter to all the beta testers, they had said that bugs and glitches might still be found in the game, and the only thing to do was to remember them and report them on the forums. At any rate, the battle interface was still active, and an again-advancing orc was more likely on the forefront of Lucille's mind. The monster held its axe horizontal as it marched forward again, menacingly towering towards Lucille, getting close enough that she could take a swing at it with her own mace--hold on. Two more things were different. One, the orc hadn't yet tried to swing at her, like it had all the other times it had moved towards her. That could have been attributed to a break in its AI, like how the battle music had cut out, except there was something else.

He was grinning at her.
 
A wave of disorientation washed over Lucille's - Tessa's - vision, as she shook her head to clear it; "W...what was *that*?" she breathed, her eyes going wide with puzzled surprise - Aware that *something* had happened, but utterly unknowing of *exactly* what! Was it a bug? A glitch of some kind? Had something...

The music. The (rather annoying) music had stopped.

That in itself wasn't anything *surprising*...But in the middle of combat, it was enough to make the luscious young cleric hesitate, midway through winding up a swing. There was something different somehow, something she couldn't quite put her finger on...

-Was the orc leering at her?

Sister Lucille blinked, aware that the monster was looming over her, marching closer - But it hadn't swung *yet*, which was another puzzling new development. Wasn't it supposed to be *attacking* already? Her heels scuffed on the grass as she took a cautious step back, her gaze refocusing on the orc's curious expression...Even as Lucille lowered her mace, arching a slender eyebrow quizzically. After all, if it wasn't hacking away at her...It'd be *rude* to swing first!

Besides, the virtual vixen had to admit: She was *very* curious...And not a little intrigued! Lucille had the HP to take a blow or two from the orc, in case this was a mere audio bug - Though she had the strangest feeling that wasn't about to happen...
 
As Lucille cautiously backpedaled, the orc continued slowly, menacingly, but not outright agressively advancing on her. Then, it did yet another extremely strange thing; it opened its hands, dropped the huge axe to the ground, and stepped over it as it continued to march forward with shoulders hunched up, head bowed low, and face leering in a classic predatory stance. This was definitely not in any of the animations and routines that it had been performing just moments ago, it actually seemed to move more naturally. At the same time, Lucille could observe something else that could only indicate something was very wrong: The targeting circle and the health bar that directed the game's interpretation of all her attacks--it was left behind with the axe. It wasn't following the orc anymore.

Then, with a sudden movement, far faster than the orc had been moving previously, he lashed out with both hands to grab Sister Lucille's wrists! Without skipping a beat, the orc then shoved hard, pushing Lucille backwards so quickly she tripped over her own feet and fell on her rump in the grass! This couldn't be right, the orc's actions weren't registering as real attacks, it shouldn't be capable of doing what it was doing! And yet, it wasn't done yet. With another quick motion, it snatched out with one hand and grabbed her mace, then wrenched it out of her grip and tossed it far to the side! The orc snatched out again, this time he took Lucille's Prayerbook from her other hand and threw that as well. One more jab with his hand, and he got ahold of the Holy Symbol around her neck, which was then ripped off and discarded carelessly like her other two possessions. The orc stood above her at her feet, drawing himself up to his full dominating height over the Priestess's helpless form.

At this point, 'Lucille' might even feel a slight tingle between her legs from the rough treatment and her predicament. And yet, if she had the presense of mind to stop and think about that, she'd realize that also should be impossible; the game's filters deliberately wouldn't render bodily organs and sensations (internal, sexual, or otherwise) except surface characteristics. And yet, despite this impossibility, the orc said three words to Lucille--the first words she had heard any enemy type say, in fact--in a deep, gutteral voice that dispelled any doubt over his intentions; "Sprrread 'em, honey."

With another quick motion, the orc reached down and grabbed Lucille's knees, and wrenched her legs apart with even more strength than his model's muscles suggested!
 
"Wh..what-" That was all Lucille had time for, before the orc *pounced*! With a startled squeal, the voluptuous elven vixen went over ~ Her legs flying out from under her, blue hair fanning out on the grass as the orc's thick fingers grasped her wrists! "Mmmmmfff~!" she gasped, struggling - Eyes going wide as she was deftly *disarmed*, her holy symbol and mace tossed to the side like rubbish~!

When the orc loomed over her, the lovely PC stifled a taut hiss of mingled surprise and disbelief...It'd happened *so quickly*, utterly without warning - Was this part of the bug, too~? She'd certainly never heard of anything *quite* so...

-And the orc's words registered in her mind, at last, and the luscious priestess went still, stunned by what she'd just heard. Had it *really* said what she'd *thought* it'd said~?

"W, wait, I don't..." she began - Her voice rising in a *squeak* as the orc's hands parted her legs...The hem of her cassock riding up, to revealing the lacy white panties that clung to the join between her silky thighs! Lucille's voice trailed off, as she felt a hot shiver course up her spine, running down between those creamy-white thighs - Aware that she could *feel* the fabric rubbing up against her sex, the way her nipples were ever-so-slowly stiffening against the front of her costume...

This was *impossible*, but it was happening anyway - A heated, strangled mewl teased from the elven cleric's lips, a sound that merged surprise, anticipation and trepidation! "Oooohhhhh *gawd*~" she cooed - Her chest heaving as her breath quickened, green eyes hazy as she stared up at the absolute *stud* of an orc...Her mind swimming with half-cohered images of what it might *do* to her - Or rather, to the luscious elven beauty she *was*~!

Tessa didn't know *quite* how she felt about it ~ Part of her mind was telling her to struggle, to fight - the rest of her, though, a wicked part, was wondering what would come next...
 
The orc gave a grunting, snorting laugh at the Priestess, paralyzed with fear (or was it anticipation?). He let his body fall forward so that he was laying on Lucille's crotch with his own fat belly thus preventing her from closing her legs, pressing down on her with his weight so heavy it felt to Lucille that she might be crushed. However, the virtual world's engine didn't render that kind of thing, only the sensations, and even then, painful sensations were typically subdued. A game where one felt realistic pain from getting hit with a sword wouldn't appeal to very many people, after all.

Speaking of sensations, the orc had plowed his arms into the grass on either side of Lucille's head, propping himself up with his face only inches from her. She could smell his fetid breath, and being this close, she could see his knobbly green skin was actually even more realistically defined than she had thought, pocked with pores and with little beads of sweat running under the simulated high noon sun. The orc slowly and deliberately licked his thick tongue along his lips and ivory tusks, slobbering a little drool on Lucille's chest. "Soft little elf bitch..." He growled out at her. Well, chalk up another thing on the already-long list of things that were impossible; the NPCs in the gameworld weren't programmed to cuss. The orc then lifted up one of his arms up and ran his pudgy, beefy, sausage-like thumb along the length of the elf's ear with sickening tenderness, considering what he could only have planned for her and that--now that she felt the touch of his skin on hers for the first time--he felt oily and unclean. "Nice pointy ears..." He then grabbed her ear between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a quick yank, laughing his horrible pig-like snorting laugh and spraying spittle everywhere as he did so. Again, Lucille actually felt the realistic sensation of having her ear pulled.

The orc then suddenly got mostly up off of her, leaning up on his knees while he switched one of his arms from the ground to clamping his hand around her neck and keeping her pinned to the ground that way. He wasn't trying to crush or choke her, though there certainly was plenty of strength to spare in that fat but muscular hand. With his other free hand, he quickly reached between Lucille's legs, grabbed the strap of her panties, and tore the garment right off of her. She felt and heard the fabric rip--clothing and item damage was one of the few things that was rendered, when necessary--and the now-useless scrap of cloth was tossed to the side. The orc grinned down at between her legs as he mashed his fingers into her crotch. There was no doubt about it now, Lucille's character model actually had a vagina now, complete with realistic erogenous sensetivity. Upon creation, the virtual avatar could have been compared anatomically to a barbie doll due to deliberate design on part of the game's creators, but apparently, her enemy wasn't the only thing the 'glitch' affected.

The orc roughly fingered Lucille's snatch for a few moments before he moved his hand away and began roughly tearing at the makeshift clothing at his own waist. Well, it wasn't that much of a surprise by now, but as the last bits of cloth fell away, the montrous orc's equally monstrous cock popped out fully erect. It was green, meaty, and thick like the rest of him, covered in knotted veins and warty skin. Two huge balls dangled at the base. The orc stroked himself quickly as he continued leering down at Lucille, apparently preparing for the carnal assault that was about to take place.
 
Lucille's rough treatment made her whimper - A sound that merged a creak and a sigh, still basking in the new sensations~! She could see and smell and *feel* the orc, as it pinned the luscious elven vixen beneath itself...Her blue hair fanning out on the grass around her, her full chest heaving against her cassock, in time to her quickening pants~!

"Aaaaaaccck ~ Nnnnnghh~!" she managed, as the orc grasped her throat - Her eyes squeezing shut when thick fingers tugged at her ear, forcing a yelp from her lips! This was *definently* new...And to Tessa, it was raw and savage, and, most of all...

-perversely *exciting*.

With the orc's fingers clamping around her slender throat, Sister Lucille's eyes rolled back in her head, curvy hips squirming - Every inch the helpless captive, except for the slight arch to her back...her nipples achingly *stiff* against the front of her costume! She didn't know *when* her PC had been upgraded, either...But this was turning her on *immensely*~!

Scads of fabric billowed in the air, as the orc tore her panties away - The silk utterly *soaked*, when it gave way with a wet little *ripping* sound...The elven's vixen's tight pink pussy sopping wet with her juices, her tongue lolling from her lips as a simply *lewd* expression flitted across her elegant features! When the orc's fingers groped at the hot join between her long, smooth legs...They'd come away *dripping*!

Her toes curled *just so* in her stiletto-heeled boots...Her green eyes going so very *wide* with mingled anticipation and trepidation, as the orc's throbbing cock was unsheathed! The luscious priestess's gaze was caught - and held - by the obscene member...Her long, long legs parting *just* a little more, relaxing in the orc's grasp - To make her needy, craving pussy *gape* as she arched her hips, almost offering herself up to it!

"Put it in~" the heady, hungry mewl lingered in the air ~ "Fuck me with that thick, *green* cock...A-and make me *scream* like the slut I am~!" The lewd words syruped from the innocent-seeming virtual vixen's lips...Her skin flushed with heat, the perfect orbs of her breasts outlined against her votive robes - Now made *slutty* by her misisng panties!
 
The orc growled lustfully at the squirming priestess as he held her throat down with one arm and stroked himself with the other, listening to her mewlings and pleadings. Well, wasn't she the eager one! With precum oozing from the tip of his shaft, the orc wasted no more time. He released Lucille's throat and grabbed both of her thighs with both of his hands to hold her spread apart as he repositioned his waist. The blunt tip of his cock pressed against her soaking cunt, and then--

He shoved his hips forward, spearing Lucille on his thick girth as it spread her pussy open. It felt absolutely real to Tessa/Lucille as he insides were filled up with his firm length. With his hips fully pressing against her crotch, the orc let go of her thighs and grabbed Lucille's shoulders and instantly began fucking her like an animal. He pulled out and slammed back in, using the strength of his arms on Lucille's body to pull her into every thrust even harder as he began pound her with all the force his fat, heavy body possessed. Lewd wet smacking sounds sprung from Lucille's sopping, fucked pussy as she felt the orc's heavy balls smack her ass with every thrust. It was such a strange juxtaposition that on such pristine, vibrant grass on such a heavanly, flawless landscape that such a perverse act was taking place right on the crest of one of the hills under the cloudless blue sky and high noon sun.
 
"Ugh, ugh, *UGH*~!!!" Lucille's *shriek* echoed in the clearing, her elegant features contorting in a mask of *very* pleasured anguish - As, with one thrust, the orc's foul cock was *inside* her, splitting her pussy like a log beneath her maul~! The elven vixen's heels dug deep furrows in the grass; Her back arching, luscious form *convulsing* like a woman in the throes of a grand mal seizure...Even as the orc began to *thrust* relentlessly, fucking her fast and hard~!

Her blue hair fanned out on the grass, her curvy thighs parted, a hot shudder coursed up the virtual vixen's spine - The orc's balls slapping against her plush, upturned ass, with a wet *fap* of flesh-on-flesh~! "Oooohhhhhhh, oooooohhhhhh~!!" she mewled, in the fluid throat-rattle of a woman having her brains fucked out - Her tight, tight pussy *squeezing* down on the invader, her long, long legs squeezing down on the orc's side~!

"Nnnnngghhhh, it's *breaking* me ~ My pussy is *breaking*...And it feels. So. Goooodddd~!!!" she heard herself *moan* - A little part of Tessa startled by the lewd words syruping from her silky throat, her breath sawing from her full, pouting lips in mindless pants~! Her curvy hips rolled, as the elven cleric bucked back against the orc - Fucking him right *back*, as it pounded her sopping pussy!
 
The fat orc roared in laughter as he rutted the slut of a priestess. "Yes! Break, soft elf! Strongest orc loves them soft!" He shouted as he mercilessly fucked Lucille's virtual hole. Indeed, it did feel as if her channel was tearing from the brutal assault, but in actuality it wasn't--her virtual model was just forced open large enough to accomodate without the capability of simulating actual damage, though for some reason it was simulating the sensation in full, passing it on to Tessa's brain.

And yet, Lucille reciprocated and actively pushed back, assisting in the vulgar act. The orc seemed to take notice of this. "Ha ha! I feel you fuck back, elf bitch! No soft bitch can resist orc cock! I feel you squeeze my cock! Yes! Feels good! You love it! Take it!" As the orc continued slamming away into Lucille, he let go of her shoulders which slightly lessened the amount of force going into each thrust, but his hands grabbed both of Lucille's very generous breasts and began squeezing them hard as he roughly thumbed her erect nipples through the cloth of her form-fitting cassock. "Mm! Soft yummy tits!" He laughed again, as fluids leaked from Sister Lucille's ceaselessly violated snatch.
 
Sister Lucille's moans thrummed through the air, as Tessa was *fucked* like never before~! She shouldn't have been able to take *all* of him, she knew that - But her luscious virtual form didn't seem to care~! "Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh, OOHHHHHHHHH~!!!" the blue-haired vixen mewled: Lucille's eyes narrowed as a haze of pleasure crossed her face like a shadow, her head lolling back over the wet *slap* and *schllllttt* of the lewd assault~!

She moaned aloud as the confusion and disorientation gave way to raw, carnal desire - The sensitive flesh of her tight pink pussy being *mercilessly* plundered, as her breasts, her *ass*, were pawed at with wild abandon~! She arched her back, thrusting her heaving breasts out as the pleasure built within her; A rivulet of drool trickling down the corner of Lucille's mouth, her chin, into the deep 'V' of her cleavage! Her pouty lips filled the clearing with half-muffled mewls of animal lust, as the orc's hands groped the perfectly rounded orbs of her breasts...Now *straining* to burst free from the tight confines of her cassock!

Dimly, Lucille realized she was spreading her legs as wide as she could, to welcome the invader as it pistoned into her tight, hot tunnel again and again. Her whole being was wracked with ecstasy as she mashed her heaving tits together with her arms - Her body thrashing, hair tossing wildly, as she thew her head back in a mindless *scream* of rapture!

She didn't know where she wase, or how she'd gotten here. All she knew was that she was pressed to the soft grass, half-naked, while a filthy orc was slamming his rock-hard dick into her gushing pussy! And that wasn't all....

-Lucille was loving *every moment* of it!
 
As Lucille fell into a carnal stupor due to her body rocking back and forth under the assault of the orc, his cruel laughter gradually faded away in her ears. He continued smashing his hips into hers, alternatively speeding up and slowing down whether he was gripping her shoulders or breasts. "Grrr! Almost...there!" With rapid motions, Lucille suddenly felt slight vertigo as the orc grabbed behind her back and pulled her upright with him while he was still kneeling. Now, with one hand firmly gripping Lucille's ass, he repeatedly slammed her down onto his cock as his other hand harshly gripped the hair on the back of her head, and then, he was savagely mashing his face into hers. His huge, slobbering orc lips clamped onto the elf preistess's mouth as he shoved his tongue into her, with his saliva dripping down her chin, his tusks scratching against her cheeks, and his pig-like nose leaving a trail of mucus on her face.

The orc squeezed Lucille's ass harder as he brought her crashing onto his rock-hard dick with even more urgency, as he grunted more and more into her mouth. Finally, he slowed down erratically before nearly stopping, as he brought her up and hammered her down once, twice, and on the third time held her as tightly against him as he could with all his orc strength, nearly crushing her, as he let out a long, continuous grunt (that was almost like a roar) into her mouth as the tip of his cock exploded deep inside her, flooding her passage with hot spunk! He kept holding her down as cum continued to flow, until it built up enough pressure to splurt out between both their crotches. Finally, the flow tapered off, and the orc's roar into Lucille's mouth died off with it as his grip began to loosen. Abruptly, he let go of the back of her head and ass, letting her flop backwards onto the ground and off of his cock as he stood up to survey her ravaged ragdoll form. Though Lucille may not have been concious enough to register it, the orc chuckled at her and wiggled the fingers of one hand at her in a mocking 'goodbye' gesture, as then starting from his head, the orc began to dissolve into dots of color that floated up and dispersed, until he had dissolved down to his toes and vanished completely. Lucille was left alone on the crest of the grassy hill, though the evidence of the orc's copulation with her remained.

Once Tessa's mind recovered from the sensations that had been simulated in her brain and she could make her Lucille character stand up again, she would find that her items were still strewn about, and she still had a glowing quest marker floating off in the distance, in the jungle ahead of her. Though, for some reason, the simulation was so accurate that she still felt quite an aching sensation between her legs in the aftermath that might make her walk slightly oddly.
 
"Mmmmmpphhh~!!!" Lucille's moan was cut off by the orc's slimy tongue, pushing between her pouting lips - Her lissome form hauled upright, crushed against the orc as it pounded into her! She could feel the throbbing member *swell* within her - Feel those heavy balls draw up, as they slapped against her upturned ass~! The luscious priestess writhed in the orc's grasp, her moans echoing in her ears: The schlllt schlllt schlllt of savage fucking mounting to a fever pitch~!

The orc's grunts of effort drowned out Lucille's *scream* of release...Her eyes going wide, voluptuous figure *bucking* hard as he began to cum~! Long, ragged pulses of orc spunk erupted in the very core of her being - Thick, yellow-white seed flooding into her, absolutely inundating the luscious Cleric with egg-attacking orc sperm!

"Oooooohhhhhhh~" the long sensuous, mewl purred from Lucille's lips, as she sprawled on the grass - Her legs parted, chest riding and falling in husky pants...A dreamy fucked-senseless expression on her lovely features! The elven vixen cooed in breathy delight, thinking: Aaah, I really fucking came~...

With shaky grace, Lucille tottered to her feet ~ Her body tingling with pleasant exhaustion, as she gathered her equipment back up! Dimly, she registered that the orc had inexplicably vanished...But it didn't stop the deliciously dishevelled PC from reeling onwards towards the glowing quest marker - Still sore from the absolute ravaging she'd taken, a wicked gleam in her green eyes~!
 
Ooh, I think you liked that. But you ain't seen nothing yet.

***

As Luciile continued making her way across the grassy fields towards the jungle, which started in a seemingly perfect line of thick trees (and looking rather geographically unrealistic), she would notice that the soft background music of non-battle travelling had kicked back in. Well, that was back to normal, it seems. Eventually, she reached the jungle. It was like a rainforest, it had humidity and heat, and big green-leafed plants were everywhere. There was also ambient sounds; bird calls, and growls of creatures in the bush, even the occasional insect humming. If Lucille looked closely, she could even see all those things populating the forest, but they weren't targetable as interactive gameworld objects. They were just part of the scenery. As she continued walking towards the floating quest marker that shone through the trees, she came across a small clearing...with a gigantic green plant-pod rooted in the center. It almost looked like a closed unblooming bulb of a flower rooted directly in the ground, yet was the size of a shack. Even from here, Lucille could smell a syrupy, flowery smell from it. Ropey vines hung off of it...which then started to wiggle. Lucille heard the battlemusic start again.

Vines all around the clearing came to life, waving in the air. That large golden targeting circle materialized around the main bulb as its HP bar and name appeared above it: "VINEPOD". It also had a -ton- of HP, much more than the orc, but still defeatable by a character of Lucille's level. This enemy type could not move, so all attacks can't help but hit it. The challenge was in a battle of attrition and dodging all of its attacks. Speaking of which, two vines lashed out like whips, trying to strike Lucille!
 
"What is that?" Lucille murmured, her deep green eyes going wide ~ Taking in the side of the weird flower-thing, as the battle-music started up! This was the *very* first time she'd seen a creature as bizarre as *that*; The elven beauty hesitating for a crucial few seconds, as writhing tentacles lashed out towards her...

Wait, this was a *monster*? The luscious elven cleric ducked, as a vine whistled overhead ~ A startled squeak teased from her throat, her head still *swimming* from the filthy encounter she'd so recently enjoyed! Her clothes and PC had been restored...But she was *really* still trying to get her bearings. She wasn't so lucky with the second vine, though; And as a priestess, she didn't even have a cutting weapon, just her silver mace!

This wasn't *remotely* balanced ~ Lucille squealed as the vine coiled around her ankle, tugging at her - The words of a spell on her lips, the same flaming sphere she'd used on the orc! Of course, given that she had to be stationary to use her powerful spells, and the vines were *anything but* - It definently didn't look good for the virtual vixen!
 
As Lucille shot out the flaming spell, it did her more good than she might have expected; a 'Damage Bonus!' alert flashed, indicating the plant was weak to the attack she used as she saw its health bar deplete quickly, until it was a little over half-full left. In addition, the vine that had a grip on her had let go, as all the vines flailed away ineffectually. Once Lucille's spell ended and she needed time to recharge it, the tentacles resumed their 'ready' position, about to lash out once more...

And then it happened again. The virtual world pulled over Tessa's eyes simply shattered in a riot of color for only half a second, before everything snapped back into place. Everything seemed just the way it was before...though, like last time, the battlemusic had cut out again.

And then, just like last time, strange and impossible things began to happen.. The vines on the plant quivered slightly, as if in excitement, as several reached toward itself--no...it was reaching for Lucille's targeting ring that surrounded it! But that couldn't be, the ring wasn't a physical object, it was just something like a 'HUD' to Lucille, just a part of the game interface...yet, despite this, the vines began wrapping around the ring as if it were solid. At once, the vines squeezed, and the ring shattered into hundreds of pieces, before vanishing entirely! Lucille could no longer target the creature with a genuine attack to do damage.

Seemingly satisfied that that was taken care of, the vines from the pod began moving towards Lucille again. Not just one or two, as a programmed attack--all of them. Some creeped along the ground, others hung menacingly in the air, but they were all slowly moving closer. A few faster ones had already shot off to the sides and curled around behind Lucille, cutting off her escape. There was only moments before they were upon her...
 
It happened *again* ~ The swirl of colors, the bizarre feedback...Tessa's *gasp* lingering in the air as her targeting ring shattered! "W...what~?" she managed, as the vines coiled around her - The lovely young cleric backing away, only to realize that her avenue of escape was cut off! There was a slithering ring of vines around the voluptuous elven vixen...Encircling her, closing in to menace her...

Lucille had her holy symbol raised in one hand, still smoldering with holy fire...But she couldn't target the monster, that was - impossibly - coming on! Just like with the orc~ the virtual vixen thought - Biting her lip, a taut hiss coaxed from her silky throat...What *was* going on, here?

Her green eyes darted back and forth, as she huddled upon herself, defensively - If she could...dodge the first attack - Maybe she'd get a chance to escape...
 
As Lucille took a stance ready to dodge, the vines began to move in. The ones in front of her field of vision lashed forward, though just slow enough to allow her to spring another direction...right into the waiting vines behind her. A feint tactic. There was no way the programming of monster AI was that good! Was there?

Before she knew it, Lucille found a swam of vines coiling around her wrists and ankles, pulling her into a wide upright spread-eagle position, preventing her from moving, as a few wiggled around her hands and wrenched her weapons from them. The vines were strong! As some of the vines held her in place, others began to slowly slither up her legs..to rise underneath her form-fitting cassock as they continued to worm their way up. Lucille could feel them against her skin as they moved up her torso, creating snakelike bulges in the fabric. Up and up they went, until a few poked out of the neckline of her outfit--and then, all at once, the vines pulled outward. The clearing was filled with the sound of ripping fabric as Lucille's entire outfit was ripped to shreds right off of her, leaving her starkly naked!
 
"Nnnnngghhh~!" Lucille bit her lip, *writhing* as the vines coiled around her limbs - A squeak of disbelief forced from her throat, as the curvy elven cleric was hauled into the air! "W-what are you *doing*~?" she gasped, green eyes going wide...Straining against the creepers that restrained her, a shiver working it's way up her spine as they climbed up her lissome legs like kudzu - Sliding *beneath* her cassock, worming their way up!

"Aaaaaah~! It's - It's so *tight*~" she mewled - Her skin tingling as the vines squirmed against her skin, with a silken hiss; Her glossy blue hair cascading down slim shoulders, as the fabric of her costume *rippled*, the tendrils working against her skin. Sandwiched between her voluptuous form and her skintight surplice, the vines ground against her, in a perversely intimate way...Lucille's breath coming in quick pants as they tugged at the seams of her costume, pulling *outward*...

-Until all at once, the stubborn fabric *ripped*, shreds and tatters blossoming into the air, to a "Nooooo~!" from the lovely PC! Her voluptuous breasts, freed from the tight confines, rose and fell in a tempting jiggle - The elven vixen panting, her eyes wide as she hung in their grasp...Those large nipples so full, so *stiff* from the attention she'd received!
 
The huge bulb in the center of the clearing seemed to quiver with delight at Lucille's predicament, as the vines not holding her limbs lifted up off her and hovered around her. All at once, most of them began rubbing and pushing against Lucille's skin all over, massaging her from neck to legs. Her arms, her back, her belly, her rump, her thighs, all were kneaded by the vines. Several vines, however, seemed to have something special in mind, as they hovered tantalizingly over Lucille's large, heaving bosom.

Two of the vines--seemingly tipped with small closed flower bulbs--slithered against Lucille's chest and coiled around the base of each of her breasts as they began squeezing rhythmically, and the tips of the closed flowerbuds began flicking and teasing Lucille's erect nipples. The full-body massage continued, but her breasts were definitely getting the lion's share of attention as several more vines joined in to squeeze, stroke, and prod her ample assets.

Even as the vines on her body did their work, the ones holding her limbs began pulling her towards the main bulb, which, if she could glance at through the stimulation that was being heaped upon her, she'd notice that the top of the main bulb was beginning to split open, as if it were blooming...
 
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