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“Whoa! Did you really get the limited-edition five-star?”

“Yeah! I asked my daddy for an advance on my allowance and I got it on the first roll.”

“Wow, jealous… my mom and dad don’t buy me anything on the game.”

Elise Jensson looked over at the circle of her classmates, all crowded around a desk with their phones out. They’d all been playing this new mobile game for the last week or so. Elise hadn’t quite caught its name — the kids’ discussions inevitably devolved into raucous yelling and cheering after a few minutes. Not to mention… Elise wasn’t exactly the most popular kid in class, sitting at the back of her classroom, reading her school textbooks through circular glasses with thick lenses, slumped down in her baggy clothes, trying to make herself small. It’s not that she didn’t want to make friends. She had a lot of friends! …online. She just found it challenging to talk to people in person. She got shy, clam up, and end up meekly slinking away while the other kids didn’t even register her absence.

It didn’t help that the other kids were usually talking about other things that interested them — sports, or TV, or other stuff. But this time felt different. This time it was a game. And Elise loved games. Though… she didn’t actually know which one they were playing. So, she got up and slowly shuffled over to the crowd of classmates, orbiting around them like an unwanted moon.

“H-hey, um… w-what are you guys playing?” she managed to shyly squeak out. The din of several overexcited third graders nearly drowned her quiet voice out, but luckily for her, one of them managed to hear her.

“Oh, hey, Elise,” the boy, Joel, said. “We’re playing Co—”

Right as Joel spoke, another classmate — a girl, Hannah — shrilly cried, “Joel! A limited-time dungeon just opened!”

“—uest,” he concluded, turning back and yelling at Hannah, “Okay! I’ll be there in a moment! So, do you play too, Elise?”

“O-oh, yeah, of course I do,” she said, her knees trembling and her face blushing. She had no idea what the name was. “I’ve been playing it for a while, you know…”

“Nice, me too! I started playing it when it came out last week. But Andy’s big brother works for the game company, so we learned all the secrets from him already.”

“Oh, wow! That’s really cool.” She paused awkwardly, waiting for him to continue, but he didn’t appear to have anything else to say.

Joel rubbed the back of his head. “Um… you want to join us? Hannah was just showing off the super-rare unit she got. We’ll probably be able to beat that limited-time dungeon super easy with her on our team.”

“Oh, uh, n-no, sorry, I, um, my mom took my phone from me, ‘cause I played the game way too much, you know, haha…” Elise blushed, starting to slowly slip away from the group. “M-m-maybe next time, okay?”

Joel shrugged. “Alright, then. Talk to you later, Elise.”

That night, Elise flopped back on her bed, her face illuminated by the old, beat-up phone she held over her head. To say she was several generations behind was an understatement — “a third-grader doesn’t need an expensive phone,” her parents would tell her whenever she begged and pleaded for an upgrade — but it was still okay for playing games with. Her finger tapped the cracked screen, on the app store icon, waiting a moment for the thing to load. It always took a minute or so, and she figured that was just because the phone was so old — and she was right, but not for the reasons she suspected, as images slowly loaded in from a dusty old server halfway around the world, set up by the phone manufacturer to nominally say they support their old hardware.

After a minute of agonizing loading, Elise tapped on the search button and paused, looking at the empty text field. She had only a half-heard name to go on, after all. Ko…west. Qu…est. Quest? No, the name was longer than that… She typed in ‘quest’ just to see what came up, and (after another minute of waiting) she began to peruse the list of apps. Quest for Power, World Quester 2, Lester’s Quest… none of these sound right! She kept scrolling, hoping that one of these would sound about right — but none of them did. She scrolled furiously, giving herself barely enough time to parse the game names as they flew by until, finally, her screen bounced off the bottom of the list. And in her rapid-fire scrolling, she tapped on the very last app on the list, which started it’s slow loading.

Elise let out an annoyed grunt. She did this all the time on accident and she hated it. You’d think she’d eventually learn her lesson, but an eight-year-old only has so much introspection available to them. But after the obligatory load time, she paused, reading the screen.

Cock Quest. “Cock… Quest,” she said the name aloud, trying it out, and getting excited — this must have been what Joel was talking about! She slammed the install button without a second thought, eagerly reading the app page while the bytes slowly trickled into her device.

COCK QUEST

A thrilling new fantasy adventure for the ages.

Become a bold adventurer.

Complete daily quests. Over 1,000 available!

Wield and upgrade your mighty sword. Increase its strength, stamina, and potency!

…stamina? Probably a typo…

Begin your COCK QUEST today!

With a quick vibration, her phone indicated the download was complete, and Elise eagerly exited the app store and slammed her finger on the game’s icon (a Q with its tail drawn in an oddly familiar shape).

A medieval scroll appeared on her screen, framed between two burning torches on either side. Welcome to COCK QUEST, it read. Your adventure begins now! Please create your character.

This was always Elise’s favorite part of a game. She loved trying to make characters that looked just like her, or at least a grown-up version of her. And the character creator in Cock Quest was incredible. Elise was able to make a pitch-perfect version of herself, from her height, her hair style — even her eye color! But most remarkably were the options for gender. You see, Elise wasn’t exactly like the rest of her classmates. She laid on her bed, wearing a loose, baggy t-shirt and a pair of unflattering bloomers, which themselves hid the fact that she wasn’t 100% girl. No, she was a hermaphrodite — a futanari. This was another thing that made her feel isolated from her classmates, knowing that she was, secretly, not like the rest of them. She often wished she could just be a normal girl, without weird boy parts attached, and when she created characters, that’s what she did. But Cock Quest’s gender selection had not just two symbols, but many — so many that Elise really didn’t know what most of them meant. But she recognized one of them: the symbols for male and female combined into one. She tapped it with a quivering finger, and… nothing appeared to change on her character’s display. She frowned. Tapping ‘female’ again, then ‘futanari’, back and forth, she tried to figure out what the difference was. It took her a minute, but she eventually noticed — when futanari was selected, her underwear-clad character had a faint bulge in front of her panties.

She cracked a tiny smile. Her own dick was… a little bigger (hence the roomy bloomers giving her little boy ample room to flop around), but it was nice to have a little bit of representation for the first time in her short life. She had to choose a race — elf, of course, giving her character little pointy ears — and a class. All of the classes seemed to be sword-wielders, which confused her a bit, but she selected the one that sounded the coolest to her: spellblade. In a puff of smoke, her character was dressed to the nines in fantastic-looking armor - a shining metal breastplate with midriff exposed, her navel sparkling with a gemstone piercing, wearing armored greaves along her legs with a conspicuously-exposed crotch clad in tight, dark fabric. She was wielding a gigantic bejeweled blade nearly her own height, visibly throbbing with magical energy, and her avatar swung it about in an idle animation like it was weightless.

“Wow…” she couldn’t help but whisper. She looked… so cool. She was just about to hit ‘Create Character’ on the interface when she noticed a small button beneath all the character-creation sliders: ‘Advanced Options’. Curious, she tapped the button, only to be stopped by an aggressive warning:

Caution! May be erotic for child! Continue?

Elise furrowed her brow. She… didn’t know what that word meant. Erotic? She surmised that it was probably a bad thing... but then again, it’s not like Mom or Dad knew, right? She tapped ‘continue’, and immediately gasped as her character, once clad in the finest mega-whale armor, was stripped naked. And sure enough, her character’s nudity was very nearly a splitting image of her own: her dark hair was draped over naked shoulders, drawing the eye to her completely flat, immature chest, each breast capped with a tiny, smooth circle of a nipp. Down past her little chubby tummy (which Elise was not especially enthused by) was her little dick, hanging an inch over a puffy, hairless vulva. The rest of her naked body was… accurate, she thought with a blush. A little too accurate, honestly, but she didn’t really think about it too hard. But this dick? It… wasn’t quite right. The rest of it was nearly identical to herself, so… in for a penny, in for a pound.

She tapped her own virtual dick and blushed as she looked at the various sliders available to her. “Shaft girth… glans thickness… meatus dilation…? What… are these even real words…?” She went ahead and started to play with the sliders wildly, gawking with wide eyes as her digital form’s cock began to transform. Long, short; thick, thin; cut, uncut; balls, no balls. She never knew that a penis could look so… so different. In her baby-blue bloomers, her own meatspace meat began to stir, swelling up to erection. She was fairly well-endowed for a third-grader, packing a solid half-foot of delicate, uncut futacock in her pants, with a pair of plump, lemon-sized balls in a tight, smooth scrotum dangling just beneath her base, obscuring her vulva from view. She quietly moaned as her dick tingled, watching her virtual self grow more and less hung, over and over again. There was something deeply erotic about the whole thing. If Elise knew the word, she’d find the warning was indeed correct. After about fifteen minutes of embarrassed giggling at her own virtual penis, she finally settled on a fairly close copy of her own dick. ‘Fairly close’ only because she decided to give herself an extra inch or two. It just felt… right.

Satisfied, she tapped the ‘create’ button, and relaxed as a cinematic began to play on the screen.

A long time ago, in the Kingdom of Pinys …

The terrible Council of Twelve cast an awful curse on the land …

Preventing the conception of new life.

You, ELISE, are a mighty adventurer.

You must become strong enough to overcome the Council ’s curse…

You must embark …

On your COCK QUEST.

Wait, did I put my name in anywhere…? Elise shrugged. She figured the game got reading her name from her phone, or something. Her avatar appeared on the screen, deep in the woods, and began to slowly walk towards the right. Much to Elise’s chagrin, her character wasn’t clad in the incredible end-game armor that was advertised. No, she was wielding a flimsy, rusted blade, and her character was practically nude, wearing tattered rags around her chest and hips. She could even see her character’s foreskin-covered cocktip swaying out the bottom of the ripped, dirty skirt. She sighed. Should have figured it was too good to be true…

From the far side of the screen, an enemy popped into existence. A little circular gooball, colored white, with big, friendly googly-eyes and a stupid smile on it’s face.

Beware! A mighty foe approaches!

Doesn ’t look very mighty to me…

The wretched CUM-SLIME has only one weakness: cum.

She tilted her head. Another word she didn’t recognize. But… it’s a cum-slime, so… that white stuff is… cum? Why would a slime be weak to the stuff it’s made out of…?

You must use your SWORD, ELISE, and defeat this spawn of evil!

“Okay, then.” A battle prompt appeared on screen, and she tapped ‘attack’. Her character moved forward and swung her blade, only to see a big, fat 0 floating away from the enemy.

“What?” Elise said. “How am I supposed to beat the first enemy if I deal no damage to it?”

Charge your strikes with cum, ELISE!

Cum can be gained by rubbing your SWORD.

She tilted her head in confusion. “I don’t… get it.” Reaching up, she ran her finger along the length of her blade, only for nothing to happen. “I’m rubbing the sword. Why aren’t I getting any cum?”

She didn’t get a chance to try anything else before the cum-slime’s turn. The little blob of white bounced forward, tackling digital-Elise square in the stomach, knocking her back as a little red ‘-5’ floated out of her, and just below that was another message:

CUM-SLIME Special: Dissolve Armor!

ELISE ’s armor is permanently destroyed!

ELISE takes 10 points of ERO damage!

“That’s SO unfair!” Elise’s character was now totally nude, her once-flaccid eight-inch lolicock now beginning to grow erect. Her foreskin rolled back, exposing her bright crown, already dripping precum onto the forest floor. The digital version of herself began panting, and a new animation started playing where she’d grab her cock and stroke it with an eager, sloppy expression on her face. It made the real Elise feel… strange. A tent grew in her bloomers as her six-inch cock began to twitch and throb, and the poor, naive girl couldn’t help but wonder… did it feel good to rub her peenie like that? “Is… is that what the game means by ‘rub your sword’…?” she looked down at her bulge, hiking up her baggy bedtime shirt and wiggling her undies down to her knees. She knew her dick got big like this, sometimes, but she never exactly knew why… and it also never felt this good before, either.

She wrapped her right hand around her shaft, holding her phone in her left, as she felt its warmth and heft. She could feel blood rushing through it with every rapid-fire thump of her heartbeat. She tightened her grip, the pressure from her fingers forcing a heavy drop of precum out her tip, dribbling down over her fingers and onto her crotch. It felt… nice. Good. Tentatively, she started to emulate her digital avatar’s motions, pumping her hand up and down. Her long, soft foreskin rolled up and down her shaft, exposing her plump preteen cocktip to the warm bedroom air whenever her hand hit her base, only to slip back into its shell as she tugged back up, all the way to caress the super-sensitive mushroom head. Her breathing grew ragged, and she couldn’t help but let out cute little moans of pleasure with every slow, experimental stroke. Her hips soon joined in, the slender things bouncing up in time with her pumps, gently fucking her own handpussy. Her tight little balls slapped against the top of her fingers, tingling and twitching with foreign pleasure.

Her slow, deliberate strokes quickly grew faster, and harder, as the pleasure grew accordingly. Her cock was leaking precum like mad, the excess flooding her foreskin tip and running down her shaft, staining her fingers with sticky goo, all while her virgin balls were tensed up close, eager to empty their load. And that’s not even mentioning her tight little slit, dripping wet with feminine arousal and burning with pleasure. Her flat nipples had grown hard, poking out beneath her baggy bedwear and grinding against the soft fabric. The digital version of herself, too, was enraptured, having fallen back and thrust her hips in the air, one hand a blur on her cock while the other alternated between fondling her balls and fingering her pussy. Even the tinny moans and groans coming over the busted old speaker on her phone sounded a lot like her, she noticed.

With one last stroke, the pleasure finally peaked. The pressure growing in her loins, in her base, in her balls finally reached a tipping point as Elise’s body lit up with pleasure. Nerves that had never once felt something even one percent as pleasurable were lighting up all over her body, from her tits to her toes. She lost her grip on her slippery, slimy cock, her pre-soaked palm slipping down and gripping her sheets as she humped the air, her six-inch futacock bouncing to and fro as, finally, the first cumshot of her young life erupted out of her cock, flying high into the air and splattering down everywhere, soaking her sheets, her shirt, even some splattering on her phone, which only just remained in her grip. Each throb sent another long, connected stream of semen into the air, and another, and another. Despite her young age and the modest size of her boy parts, each single shot had to be a half-liter, at least! Meanwhile, Elise could barely even process what was happening, as each new load erupting out her cock-volcano sent her higher-order brain functions spiraling. It just felt so good! Nothing in the world felt as good as cumming her brains out. Her pussy, too, was juicing itself, misting out her own sticky love as she came from both sets of parts.

It only lasted about a minute, but to her, it felt like an eternity of pleasure. Her clothes were caked in her own semen, and her sheets were all but ruined. The room, previously smelling of pleasant, floral scents, now had a distinctly fishy odor masking the sweet smell of daisies. Her balls sunk low, completely spent, as her cock slowly began to soften, still dripping out the remaining chunks of cum down onto her bedspread. But Elise didn’t care about the mess she made. She wasn’t thinking how she’d explain this to her mom when she came to do the laundry. No, her eyes were firmly locked on the game, as large, golden letters flashed, one at a time, across the battle:

Incredible work, ELISE!

You produced 3 LITERS of cum!

That ’s more cum that 99% of other players!

T-that ’s what the game meant… Cum is… the white stuff I just shot out of my peenie…

The text disappeared, except for the words, ‘3 LITERS’, which suddenly dissolved into large, white particles, flying straight into Elise’s avatar, who was herself coming down from an equally-explosive orgasm. As each particle entered the character, she got up, and gripped her sword tight. A powerful, radiant energy came off of her, and entered through her sword, sending flakes of rust flying off its blade, exposing shining steel beneath as, with a mighty leap, she ran her blade straight through the cum-slime, bisecting it and causing it to explode in a burst of its own bodily fluids. The chunks of goo flew through the air, before suddenly being redirected into the character’s body as a new UI appeared with a bunch of various bars:

BATTLE COMPLETE! +5 EXP, +10 GP!

FIRST-TIME BONUS! +100 EXP, +100 GP, +8 GEMS!

EXCESSIVE CUM BONUS! +1742 EXP!

FIRST WIN OF THE DAY BONUS! +50 EXP, +50 GP!

The bars filled up faster than Elise could even acknowledge as her phone screen was suddenly flooded with flashing notifications and message boxes all overwriting each other. LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP!

Congratulations on your first victory! As you play —

You received some GEMS! GEMS are the premium —

You just leveled up! Leveling up will allow you —

You have unlocked the moist cave! Something evil grows —

You have unlocked the mighty mounds! Take care in the valley —

You have unlocked the infinite tower! Pissed-off dudes inhabit —

Congratulations on reaching level 5! At level 5, the auction house —

Your gear is several levels out of date! Spend GP at —

Struggling to complete a quest? Use the Clan —

You just unlocked daily quests!

The rapid-fire pinging and particle-system fireworks finally died down, leaving only one last text box on her screen.

Starting tomorrow, you will receive daily quests that provide big bonuses to EXP, GP, and GEMS at random times of day.

These are limited-time only, so be sure to take advantage of them when you can!

Elise’s young mind was still processing the overload of information from the end-of-battle. One thing stuck out at her, more than anything else: I got so much extra EXP for cumming. Her gamer brain was already spinning up, planning on how she could take advantage of this. I can level up so fast… catch up with my classmates and show them who’s the best at gaming!

Elise turned her phone off and tossed it carelessly onto her nightstand as she pulled herself under her cumstained sheets with a satisfied smile on her face.

Cock Quest … I can’t wait to play more!

Chapter Text

Mornings for Elise were normally pretty rote. She’d get up, take a shower, get dressed and head to school.

Today was not a rote morning.

The first thing she noticed was some slight discomfort in her bloomers. The next thing was the push notification on her phone, emblazoned with the stylized Q of her new favorite game.

As a reward for completing your first quest, we have improved your SWORD!

Continue to complete quests to make your SWORD even more powerful!

I wonder what that means… Elise kicked her cum-encrusted sheets off and, with one big stretch, hobbled off to her bathroom. Her cock was already straining against the front of her bloomers — morning wood, she heard it was called, though she didn’t know the significance of an erection before last night — and as she stepped into the cool bathroom and began to strip, she immediately noticed that something was… off. Her cock was six inches long last night — a respectable size, especially for an eight-year-old (though she didn’t know that yet), with a pair of modestly large testicles draped just below. But her erection now had to be pushing eight inches easily, with balls that had swollen by a similar proportion. Last night she had a nice cock with plenty of growing left to do, but today she was packing pornstar-levels of penis. Her thick foreskin that normally wrapped up her entire crown, even when fully erect, was now partially rolled back, leaving her leaky cumslit exposed to the warm bathroom air. She wouldn’t realize it for a while, but she was now the splitting image of her in-game avatar, short a pair of pointy ears.

…huh. I must have had a growth spurt… she thought to herself. Hehe… spurt. She pulled her baggy top off and jumped into the shower, scrubbing herself clean of the sweat and jizz that covered her body after last night’s adventure. And what an adventure it was! Elise hadn’t had this much fun playing a game in, well, ever! And it said so many nice things about her, too, like how she made more cum than almost anyone else. And when she leveled up, she got so much extra EXP from that! Her cock throbbed as she imagined her next adventure in the realms of Pinys… how much she’d cum then, and how much more powerful she’d grow as a result. She didn’t question things like, how does this game know my name, or how can the game tell when I cum and how much I cum? She’s just a kid, after all, and any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic, at least from a third-grader’s point-of-view.

She jumped out of the shower, grabbing a fresh set of clothes out of her dresser and quickly pulling them on with only a slight frown as her roomy undies were suddenly a little more cramped than she was used to. Sweatpants, a fresh hoodie, and, of course, her busted old smartphone stuffed into her pockets as she quickly stumbled down the stairs and out the door, right as the school bus pulled up.

Today’s gonna be a good day, she thought.

Elise couldn’t keep still. Her eyes darted down to her phone, hidden in her lap, as her English teacher went on and on about something or another. Starting tomorrow, you will receive daily quests… she tapped her phone, the screen lighting up, just to check she didn’t somehow miss a push notification since the last time she checked, 15 seconds ago. She glanced up, looking over at her other classmates. Joel. Hannah. Andy. All of them were paying attention, like good students, not anxiously awaiting their dailies like she was.

Well, that just makes sense, she thought. They’ve been playing longer than me… maybe they don’t need to do dailies anymore. Or maybe, she thought with a little snicker, they’re just pretending to be good at the game, when they’re really just casuals. A little smile curled onto her face. That seemed way more likely, after all — Elise was always into way more games than her classmates. This might be the first time they took the advantage — but it wouldn’t last for long. She already leveled up so many times after just one fight. She’d surpass them in no time at all!

A sudden vibration ran over her lap and she nearly jumped out of her skin, loudly eeping and fumbling her phone.

“Miss Jensson?” the teacher locked eyes with Elise, sitting in the far, back corner. “Is everything alright??”

“Oh, uh, y-yeah, sorry…” she blushed as the rest of the class turned back to look at her.

“I just, um…” Her eyes darted outside, spotting a little bee flying to and fro from flower to flower just outside the window. “A bee! Yeah, um, a bee stung me…”

“A… bee.” The teacher looked at the window. The closed window.

“Y-yes! It must have gotten in earlier…” she said, her heart racing. It took all of her willpower to keep herself from pulling her phone out mid-conversation. “Um… c-can I go to the nurse’s office, please? It really stings…”

The teacher sighed, clearly not buying it. “…fine, Elise. But come back quickly.”

Elise swiftly slipped her smartphone into a pocket and got up, rubbing her forearm and faking a wince. “Owie ow ow…” she groaned, garnering only an eyeroll from her teacher. But the second she slipped out into the hall, she grabbed her phone and looked at the notification:

A new daily quest is available, ELISE!

A horrible shape-shifting demon has infiltrated the capital!

Defeat it while completing the bonus condition to gain HUGE rewards!

Her finger slammed the game icon as she slipped into the girl’s bathroom, barricading herself in the furthest stall from the door. With one smooth motion, she pulled off her bloomer and her sweatpants, letting her cock flop free, already half-hard in anticipation. Her eight-inch dick twitched as thick drips of precum percolated on her crown, running slowly down her length. She could barely stand waiting for the loading screen…

The Capital of Pinys

Central Market

Defeat the succubus shapeshifter!

“Sucku-bus?” Elise quietly mouthed the unfamiliar word as the characters appeared on the screen. On the left, her own avatar, still clothed in torn linen, effortlessly wielding an enormous blade like it was nothing; and on the right, a floating woman with massive breasts, curved horns, and bat wings. She was practically naked, her huge tits and hairless pussy on full display, framed by some sort of red-and-black armored chitin that ran down the demoness’ sides and around her back.

The succubus demon steals CUM and uses it to create vile imp demons.

This sinful seductrix has only one weakness: cum.

Again with the ‘weak to cum, but also it loves cum’ thing…

Charge your strikes with cum, ELISE!

Cum can be gained by rubbing your SWORD.

Way ahead of you, she thought, already slowly stroking her cock. It felt… good. Really good. It felt good enough last night, but now… it was even better. Maybe it was because her cock was a third again as big. Maybe it was because she wasn’t quite so sleepy. Maybe it was the excitement of skipping class to masturbate. But either way… Elise loved it. She panted, drool running out the corners of her mouth, dripping down onto her hoodie as spurts of precum arched up, splashing against the tiled floor of the bathroom. Her pussy ached as well as it did last night, dripping long ropes of feminine love into the toilet below.

Don ’t forget, ELISE!

A SWORD ’s potency can be increased by rubbing your POMMELS and SHEATH as well!

Pommels and sheath… Does it mean…? She let go of her shaft, her pre-soaked palm pulling sticky silver strands out from it as she slid down, cupping one of her handful balls and gently squeezing. Immediately, she yelped in pleasure as a fat load of barely-white precum erupted out of her tip, splattering against her face and hoodie, staining both with her heady nutmusk. It felt so good! Not as good as a full-on orgasm, but the sensation of precum forcing its way up her eight-inch shaft… it made her shiver in anticipation.

Her hand slid lower still, hefting her heavy nutsack out of the way to explore her dripping folds. She had always wondered why she had this hole — and why she had a penis, too, for that matter. Her parents were never one to give her a straight answer… but she knew that if her cock felt that good, maybe her slit would too. She dragged her gooey fingers across her vulva, gently parting her petals and touching her sensitive inner folds. Unsurprisingly, it also felt great, but… different. If her cock and balls were like a big burst of pleasure with every stroke, her pussy was like… sitting in a warm, scented bath. Just constantly good with just her fingers sitting here, soaking in her preteen juices.

On screen, her avatar was miming her actions, bouncing up and down and stroking her futanari loins with gusto, matching Elise’s actions one-to-one. The succubus leaned back as if on an invisible table, spreading her legs wide and parting her pussylips, coaxing the digital Elise to come and lose her virginity. Real Elise blushed at the sight, as something inherent and primal began to burn in her loins. She didn’t know what sex was, not really, but seeing a woman presenting herself like this, even a digital one… she knew exactly what needed to be done. She awkwardly thumbed ‘Fight’ in the menu, and instead of slashing the demon with her blade, her character discarded the sword and jumped in, slamming her digital cock balls-deep into the demoness’ cunt.

And she screamed. She screamed so loud as, suddenly, she felt a hot, tight sensation completely envelop her eight-year-old hung futacock. Every inch of her cock felt like it was completely immersed in boiling, sticky goo, with an intense pressure from something writhing and silky all around her. Later, she would learn that this was the sensation of a pussy, but for now, she was overwhelmed from the sheer sensation. Losing her virginity to a digital demon.

“Ahhh! G-God…” she grunted through gritted teeth, hiking up her hoodie with her now-free hand to pinch her preteen nipps. In-game, the succubus started to thrust her hips back and forth, and Elise could feel that exact same sensation on her cock — in and out, over and over, spearing the demon’s cunt and even feeling her cocktip battering against the entrance to the succubus’ womb. Her entire body trembled — she slouched down, sitting nearly horizontal on the toilet, with her legs spread wide, presenting herself to the stall door not entirely unlike how the demon was to her avatar. Her hips bucked up, fucking an invisible pussy, while her glasses slipped off her nose from a combination of her sweat and the spasms of pleasure wracking her body. She huffed, her heavy breath fogging up the lenses as she lost herself in the virginal pleasure.

And then, the bathroom door opened.

“I can’t believe how far you are in Conquest, Hannah!” It was the voice of Vivien, one of Elise’s classmates. Her footsteps were paired with a second set — surely those of Hannah Hansen, the popular girl who started the latest mobile game craze.

“Yeah, I know,” she said with a surprising lack of enthusiasm. “Honestly, I’m getting a little bored of it.”

“Whaaat? But you just got the super-rare five-star!”

“Yeah, I know. This is gonna sound weird, but she’s too good, you know? Nothing’s fun anymore. It’s boring, I just play her and use her special move over and over and she beats everything. And Andy told me that his brother said they’re not gonna add harder dungeons for, like, three months. That’s so long, Vivi!”

“I dunno, Hannah. I think you’re crazy.”

Elise’s pulse quickened as she listened in to their conversation, barely parsing their words, but that wasn’t important. I’m doing this lewd thing with other people nearby…! It made her heart pound, her hands shake, and her cock diamonds. And just a moment later, a new message popped up on-screen:

You have discovered a new way to increase your cum, ELISE.

A new FETISH has been automatically equipped: the EMERALD OF EXHIBITIONISM.

This FETISH will give you bonus rewards if you complete its challenge!

In the corner of the screen, a new objective popped up beneath ‘Defeat the succubus shapeshifter’:

Cum where someone could see you to gain bonus rewards!

Elise blushed and her cock swelled. She… really wanted those bonus rewards. And all she had to do was… expose herself? Not even that — all she had to do was cum where someone could see. Like… her eyes darted to the lock on the bathroom stall. If she opened it up… anyone could look inside. They could see her thrusting her cock in the air, her balls slapping against a nonexistent demon ass and her pussy squirting sticky love all over. They’d see her bare flat tits and her sloppy face with eyes crossed and tongue lolled out over her braces. And if she came with them watching… if her cock exploded, spraying liters and liters of thick, creamy futa jizz all over the place… covering her, covering them in her seed…

Oh, God, I need it…! She reached up with her foot and slid open the bathroom lock. The metal hinges quietly squeaked as the door opened outward under its own power, stopping with a quiet rap against the bathroom wall.

“Hm? What was that noise?”

Elise’s cock surged. T-they’re looking over here! They’re gonna see me! They’re gonna see my naked body! Precum erupted from her cocktip like a geyser, raining thick globs of goo down on her skin.

“Mm? Oh, the stall door opened. They do that sometimes.”

“You sure, Hannah? I’ve never seen a door open like that before…”

It was all Elise could do to keep herself silent, quietly thanking her lucky stars that she wasn’t stroking herself anymore and filling the bathroom with the sloppy sounds of flesh on flesh. Would that be so bad…? If I get caught, then I’ll get expelled… then I can spend all day playing Cock Quest instead…! Her orgasm rapidly approached, her swinging balls tugging themselves close to her loins. Her shaft throbbed, her balls roiled and her pussy leaked as she finally came. Stars exploded in her vision and her ears rang out as a fat explosion of preteen seed burst out her cocktip, rocketing out of the stall and splattering against the mirror on the far wall. Then another, and another — each massive load flying out with just as much power, with barely a moment’s pause between the end of one shot and the beginning of the next. Elise couldn’t keep herself muffled anymore, and she would have bee found out at this point regardless, and so she moaned and screamed.

“Nnnnnggghhh… Y-yesss… c-cumming! I-I love cumming…!” She reached between her legs and started stroking, pulling her cumming cock up to point at her face. It felt like a firehose of stickiness, splattering against her face with intense pressure, getting into her mouth and nose. The taste was… decadent. So creamy and rich, and better than any candy she’d ever had in her life…! She licked her lips clean, but the flow simply would not stop. Ropes of white stained her dark hoodie; her messy black hair done up in pigtails; her thick-lens glasses.

In-game, her avatar had the demoness pinned against the ground, with a huge crowd of villagers surrounding as she thrust her hips in a mating press. The succubus’ belly wasn’t fit and flat anymore, having bloated hugely with cum, giving her what looked like a full-term baby bump. The little red health bar floating above her head was completely empty, and instead was filling up with white from the opposite end.

Keep going, ELISE!

With enough cum, you can purify the demon!

“I wiiilllll! I’m cumminggg! Nnnghhh!” She had certainly cum more than her balls could possibly hold, and yet her minutes-long orgasm continued, forcing cum from seemingly nowhere out. The far end of the bathroom was a disaster zone, now — every inch from the mirror to the stall was dripping with Elise’s semen, and she herself was soaked in the stuff. The sensation of the succubus’ virtual pussy was gone, but she didn’t even notice awash in all the pleasure. Her hand slipped and slid up and down her shaft, lubricated by copious cumshots. The only thing not covered in cum was her phone, as each load seemed to cleanly slide off the cracked screen.

The purification bar finally filled up, and the screen flashed white at the very moment Elise’s orgasm finally ended. As the game faded back in, the demoness was replaced with a fair-haired woman with big, milky breasts and a massively-pregnant belly, still distended by the avatar’s last few cumshots.

PRINCESS: You saved me, ELISE! Your cum overpowered the demonic corruption and returned me to normal! Thank you, brave hero!

BATTLE COMPLETE! +5 EXP, +10 GP!

QUEST COMPLETE! +25 EXP, +50 GP!

You produced 15 LITERS of cum!

Wow! That ’s a new record!

EXCESSIVE CUM BONUS! +8698 EXP!

FIRST WIN OF THE DAY BONUS! +50 EXP, +50 GP!

NEW FETISH OBTAINED: EMERALD OF EXHIBITIONISM

FIRST FETISH BONUS! +100 EXP, +100 GP, +8 GEMS!

LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP! LEVEL UP!

CHALLENGE COMPLETE! Your SWORD has grown more powerful! +3 STRENGTH, +3 STAMINA.

Elise smiled stupidly at the screen as it tallied up her many, many rewards. She came so much more than last night… and got so much more EXP as a result! Two fights and she was already level 10. She’d catch up to the rest of her class in no time! Slowly, she pulled herself up, her clothes completely saturated in semen. She tried her best to wipe her nut off her glasses as she put them back on and peered outside the stall. The other girls, Hannah and Vivien, must have left moments before she came. Thank God… The stall walls were roped with cum, and a massive puddle was pooling on the floor, slowly dripping toward the bathroom drains which were surely going to clog.

She gasped as she looked at the mirror — not because it was covered in cum, like everything else in the back of the bathroom was, but rather there was a mirror at all. She somehow didn’t notice at all, and even though the other girls didn’t look into the stall, surely they would have seen her reflected in the mirror, right? Elise trembled. Maybe she was gonna get caught after all… And besides, her clothes were absolutely soaked with cum. There was no way she was going to get out of this without someone noticing…

Have no fear, ELISE!

As if reading her mind, the phone rumbled with a new system message.

You may be asked to do risky things during your COCK QUEST, but know this: you are never in any true danger.

You are under MY protection.

You are under the protection of THE GODDESS.

Elise raised an eyebrow. Is… is the game actually telling her that she won’t get in trouble? Or that someone won’t notice her? The returned to the menus and noticed she had a little icon beneath her stats: “Elise is under the Goddess’ protection for: 2:59:43”. A buff… keeping her protected? Or did it mean her character? The glanced over at the bathroom door. She couldn’t exactly stay here for the rest of the school day. Eventually, someone would come looking for her… or would they? She was protected, after all. And school ended in just over two hours from now… and considering the time it took for the school bus to drive her home, the protection would be almost exactly up by the time she arrived at home.

You have unspent GP, GEMS, and SKILL POINTS, ELISE!

Visit the MARKET to upgrade your character!

The game made the decision for her. Elise slipped back into a bathroom stall — a clean one, or at least as clean as it could be considering the cum disaster that just occurred — and started tapping away at her screen.

The last bell of the day startled Elise, who looked up from her game. “O-oh… I guess it’s time to go…?” She pulled on her cum-soaked clothing, wincing at the uncomfortable squish of cold cum against her sensitive delicates, and stepped out into the hallway. Kids were rushing out the door, brushing past her… and no one seemed to notice her dripping with sweat and semen. Quickly, she joined the flow, rushing out the front door toward the waiting school buses.

“Hey, Elise,” a voice sprang up behind her. Elise froze. “Are you okay?”

Elise pivoted. It was Hannah, the gamer girl classmate.

“Um, y-yeah, I’m fine…” Elise felt a flat glob of cum drip off her hair, right between both of them… and yet, Hannah didn’t seem to notice at all.

“Oh, that’s good. I was just worried, since you had that really bad allergic reaction in class.”

Elise tilted her head like a confused puppy. “…what?”

“You know? You got stung by a bee and had a really bad reaction. You had to go to the nurse’s for the rest of the day. Oh, that reminds me,” she pulled off her knapsack and rustled around inside it, producing a ream of paper. “Mrs. Linde wanted me to give you tonight’s homework.” Elise took the papers, which had a little sticky note affixed to the top in their teacher’s handwriting: Hope you get well soon, Elise! -Mrs. L

Is… is this the Goddess’ protection?! This… didn’t happen. At all. “T-thanks, Hannah,” Elise said, stuffing the homework into her backpack before it got stained with semen. “I’m doing okay now, thankfully.”

“Oh, that’s good!” Hannah smiled a cute, earnest smile which made Elise’s heart skip a beat. Was Hannah always this cute…?

“A-anyway, um, I need to go, so…” Elise slowly backed up, toward the open bus door as Hannah politely waved goodbye. Elise quickly scampered into the back of the bus and sat there, looking at her phone. Elise is under the Goddess’ protection for… 30 minutes more, she read on the screen. She looked left, and right, at the students idly chatting and roughhousing with each other, before gently tugging the front of her pants down.

Maybe I can get one more quest in before I get home …

Chapter Text

After her last shopping spree, Elise's character was finally looking like a true hero. Gone were the messy, torn rags soaked with cum. Gone was the rusty blade. Gone was the magic so weak that she literally never used it. Now, she was a force to be reckoned with… at least, for a level 10 character, anyway. Her arms and legs were clad in steel gauntlets and greaves with a matching helmet over her head with holes poked in the side to let her elven ears breathe a bit. Her weapon was even bigger now, with a shining silver blade that curves inward just a bit before flaring out into a large, pointed tip and a large glimmering gemstone adorning the pommel. But her body itself was totally bare: her plump belly, flat little loli tits, and, of course, her cock, which had grown even bigger. Flaccid, it hung down past her knees, a solid foot in length, with balls each the size of a small melon stretching her scrotum downward to match.

This growth was, of course, matched in real life as Elise lay in her bed late at night, tapping away at the screen, fighting a trash mob. She was so powerful, now, that she didn't need to cum to defeat her enemies… though she often still did, if only for the EXP boost. Her fat, footlong lolidong barely fit in her bloomers anymore — the baggy undies that once completely covered her modesty now had an unsightly bulge in the front from her fat cock and swollen nuts. Not that Elise really cared. With every passing day, she found clothes to get in her way more than anything else. She yawned, glancing up at the clock on her phone: 2:09 A.M.… maybe I should get to bed…

Of course, she had one more little ritual she had to do before heading to bed: check the microtransaction store. She hadn't bought any gems — she's a true gamer who despises microtransactions, after all — but she'd accumulated a modest fortune of free gems from simply doing quests. So far, nothing in the store had piqued her interest — it was mostly cosmetics and limited-time boosts — but today, there was something interesting available.

"'Unlock feature: two character slots'…" she quietly read out the listing. There were no additional details available for it, but it seemed to be pretty plain and obvious what it meant. Elise was really interested in it, though. In developing her character, she found that there was a lot of variety in how to lay out your stats and skills (though most difficult battles just ended up with Elise cumming her way to victory regardless of her build). She liked being a spellblade well enough, but she often wondered what playing as a knight would be like, with all her points focused on strength without needing to spend anything in intelligence, which has barely done anything for her. Plus, the unlock was cheap, costing around a dollar's worth of gems (or about a week's worth of free rewards). With a shrug, she tapped 'buy', and after a moment, she got a notification:

Thanks for your purchase, ELISE!

Your new character will be active starting tomorrow morning!

Elise huffed. I thought I'd get to make the character right now… that sucks. She yawned again. Then again… I need to get at least a little sleep. She put her phone aside, swaddled herself up in her blankets, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Something was wrong.

Elise slowly opened her eyes, staring up at the stippled ceiling. She… couldn't focus on the ceiling, at all. It was like her eyes were broken, seeing two distinct sets of images that didn't exactly match up. She reached up to rub her eyes, only to feel her elbow brushing up against… something. Her left elbow. No, wait, her right.

Wait… what?!

She bolted up in her bed and turned, only to see… herself. She rubbed her black-bagged eyes again, surely assuming she was seeing things. But no, sitting in bed right next to her, matching her every little action was… herself.

"What the heck…?" she quietly said, in stereo. They were exact copies, down to the little tiny details. Her hair, her braces, her sleepwear… she even had a second phone stuffed down her bloomers, exactly where Elise left hers last night. That's when she realized.

"You're… the second character," she said, again, at the same time. She shook her head. This was weird. It wasn't that this was a new person… rather, she was both of them at the same time. Seeing through two pairs of eyes, moving two pairs of arms…

Her eyes glanced down at her bulging bloomers, and she blushed. Jeez… I didn't realize my peenie was so big… Indeed, her cock had grown even more over the last few weeks. It was a solid foot long now, with a pair of plump grapefruit-sized balls dangling to her mid-thigh. It was hefty enough that her baggy blue bloomers barely fit those bulging balls and colossal cock inside. She’d soon have to start going to sleep bottomless… a thought that honestly didn’t seem that bad to her.

She did wince, however, as her penises began to swell, awkwardly contorting in their silky prison as Elise ogled her own body. She’d seen herself naked millions of times, naturally, but… somehow, mentally undressing a different human’s body made her heart race. Even if that different human was just herself, again. She reached over with both sets of hands and gently caressed her opposite’s bulge, gasping loudly. It feels… so different! So much better…! She slowly slid her hands up and down her bulges, quietly cooing in pleasure. It was familiar, and yet so different. The fabric stretched out until, finally, she had to hike down her undies, exposing her pair of penises. “I never noticed how big it was…” she quietly said, slowly leaning in to her opposite’s cock… only to slam her forehead against her twin’s, like a toddler running into a window.

“Ow! Owie ow ouch…”

“Nnngh… rrrgghhh…!”

Both of them recoiled back, one huffing through the pain while the other whimpered ouches over and over. She felt the pain twice over, and between her left lobe and her right she had two full headaches. But, at least, she discovered that she could act out of sync.

“Okay,” the first Elise said, managing to speak from just one mouth. “Can I just…?” she stood up while her twin shuffled over to the edge of the bed, dangling her legs over the edge with her plump nuts and overstimulated futacock hanging down, leaking precum onto the salt-and-pepper bedroom carpet. Slipping down onto her knees, Elise was at eye-level with her copy’s cock, and she was taking in the sensual feast. She knew her cock had been growing, but she never really realized how big a foot was as she pressed her forearm up against it, gawking at the sight of it being nearly as long and thick. Her balls gently bounced up and down, in time with Elise’s breaths caressing her cocktip, and she delicately cupped both tender orbs in her palms, feeling their heft in her hand in a way that she never had before. She, of course, could look down and see herself marveling at her cock as well, which was a sight that made her shiver. Something about a girl totally enraptured by her futacock made her so hard… even if that girl was herself.

Her fingers slowly curled around the shaft, gripping it firmly as she slowly pumped her copy’s cock, groaning together as both felt the pleasure run through them. Elise’s foreskin rolled back to give herself a clear view of her meaty crown, throbbing and bulbous with a leaky slit dribbling so much musky precum down onto the floor. The scent of her loins was… pungent, to say the least, but at the same time it made her mouth water. Slowly, Elise’s lips parted open, slowly leaning in to kiss her clone’s cock on the crown, tasting her own salty precum for the first time, thick and rich. Her mouth opened wider, jaw stretching to accommodate her own thick girth. She reached down, running her fingers through her unwashed, messy black locks, only to grip her scalp and guide her subby self further down her own eager length. She salivated at the taste of her own cock, so warm and salty, slurping up her own precum. One hand moved down, to fondle her domme self’s balls, while the other slid between her own legs, wrapping around her own cock and gently beginning to fuck her hand.

“This feels amazing…” the top Elise moaned, letting go of her copy’s head to pull of her baggy black t-shirt, leaving her totally in the nude. She grabbed Elise’s pigtails, gently tugging her back and forth along her length, only managing to get about half of her cock into her own throat. At the same time, she felt that now-familiar sensation bubbling in her balls; the tell-tale feeling of imminent orgasm.

“Muah!” Elise pulled away from her cock, her wet lips still connected to the glans with thick, silvery strands of spit. Her cocks twitched, desperate for more oral pleasure as the pressure of orgasm began to slowly subside. “I don’t wanna cum just yet. I wanna…”

She stood up and pushed her sitting self back onto the bed before climbing up on it herself, the both of them wiggling around until one of them was laying on her back, looking up at the other’s perfect preteen peenie and pussy, dripping love down onto her face, all the while the other looked down at the turgid, aching cock below, desperate for love. A sixty-nine position. Nice.

Both bodies worked in unison, leaning forward to examine the other’s genitals in closer detail. The bottom’s cock was shiny with spit and spurting precum all over Elise’s face, while the top’s drooled long ropes, joined by a rain of pussyjuice dribbling down over her fat third-grade balls. She rubbed her cheeks along the sides of her shafts, like a cat marking its scent, feeling it’s radiant heat and throbbing beat against her face. Pulling back, her mouth opened wide, stopping just shy of the other’s cock as she simply, slowly breathed hot air over it, shuddering as her sensitive uncut crown was enveloped in moist warmth. It drove her mad — she loved it. Firmly gripping the top’s cock, bottom-Elise pressed it up against top-Elise’s pudgy belly and let her tongue roll from her mouth, slowly, sloppily licking the spongy underside of her copied cock, sliding her face down further and further until she reached her opposite’s hefty, hanging balls, gently pulsating in their heavy nutsack. She started to kiss her cumstuffed testes, the top girl thrusting her hips reflexively with each tender brush of lips against balls. Elise had never truly gotten a good look at her own balls before, and she was falling in love with them, marveling at their size, their perfectly round shape, the silky texture of her taut sack stretched across to barely contain those two enormous, enhanced cum factories. She parted her lips wide and tried to suckle one of her huge, grapefruit-sized jewels into her mouth, sucking and licking at the tender thing but only managing to leave a big, pleasurable hickey instead.

Top-Elise wasn’t going to let herself be outdone by… herself. And with one swift potion, she swallowed as much of her counterpart’s cock as she could, getting about halfway along her footlong dong before her gag reflex started to kick in — she didn’t exactly have a pornstar’s constitution. But even six inches was a heavenly sensation, making both bodies tremble with pleasure. The doubled sensations make it feel as though she was being serviced by multiple girls at once, sucking on her cocks and her balls all at once. She was losing track of who was who in the ocean of ecstasy, forgetting for a moment which Elise was sucking which cock. The pleasure blurred everything into a muddled mess of spit, precum and pussyjuice, staining both their faces as they went to town on the other’s privates. Top-Elise’s head bobbed, inching further and further down the bottom girl’s shaft, breathing slowly and steadily like she was taught at the dentist to suppress her gag reflex, all while Bottom-Elise’s nut worship was enhanced by her wandering hands, sliding along Elise’s slender thighs and meeting up between her legs, parting her eight-year-old pussy petals. Her fingers gently slid inside as her sticky, honey-slick walls gripped tight around her petite digits, milking them desperately.

It felt so good. Elise thought that she had experienced the height of human pleasure over the past few weeks, playing Cock Quest and learning to masturbate and cum, over and over and over again. But this… this was something else entirely. The sensation of a wet, warm mouth wrapped around her shaft, lips rolling back her sensitive foreskin to suckle directly on the tender tip itself — huge, heavy balls, roiling with cum, gently bouncing as her lips nipped and sucked on the fat things, leaving smooch marks on every last inch of them — pussies flowing like water, dripping sticky ropes of love into her hair and onto the bedsheets — the sensation of another warm body close by with every little motion they made. The brush of skin on skin, their breathing, heartbeats, thoughts in perfect synchronicity.

Sex as a co-op adventure was so much more fun.

With a juicy mwah, bottom-Elise pulled back from top-Elise’s balls, wrapping her arms around the back of her other self and rolling the pair onto their sides. She ran her hands down along the other’s sides, taking note of all those things she never noticed about herself before. Her smooth skin, the gentle, barely-there curves of a budding girl and her surprisingly-plump backside. And, of course, the fat, footlong cock throbbing against her face. The Elises opened their mouths and took as much meat as they could into themselves, pulling the other closer, hands locked behind the copy’s ass, keeping them from pulling out — not that they wanted to. Their hips began to piston in unison, inching in and out of the other in perfect time, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming her hips back in, her tiny little throat distending outward as fat preteen girlcock stretched it beyond its limits. Her vision blurred as tears dribbled down her face from the sheer sensation of it all. Two cocks stretching two throats. Two tongues lashing at two shafts. Four balls slapping against four eyes. And one girl falling in love with herself.

The Elises were close… so, so close to cumming their brains out. Their balls bounced and tensed, full of thick, creamy jizz. She felt the hose of precum splattering against the curve of her throat before getting forcibly shoved down her throat by her massive lolidong. The sheer volume of it filler her stomach and then some, and it didn’t take long for her already-chubby tummy to bloat outward even more, their naked navels kissing as precum overflowed their stomachs and splashed out past her lips, thick and voluminous like any normal ejaculation. And when she came… it would be a mess. She came liters and liters already, but with two of them? Her room would be a disaster zone. They both felt the twinge in their cocks, the now-familiar feeling of imminent orgasm. They were going to cum. They just needed a little more—

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

Mom! “Elise, are you up yet? You’re gonna miss the bus if you don’t hurry your little butt up!”

“Y-yeah, Mom, sorry! I-I slept through my alarm!” Both Elises tried to speak at the same time, but luckily for her, one of them had a mouth full of dick, muffling her words.

“Oh, Elise… well, you better hurry up and take a bath! I have to leave soon, so you’ll have to walk if you miss the bus!”

“O-okay, Mom! Sorry!” Top-Elise reluctantly pulled herself off the bottom’s cock, leaving both of their dicks throbbing and unsatisfied. As they get to their feet on wobbly legs, four drips of fluid dribbled down onto the carpet from their cocks and pussies.

“After you,” one Elise said to the other. She had basically gotten the hang of moving the bodies independently now.

“Why, thank you so much, Elise!” the other replied. She cracked open the door to make sure that Mom had gone back downstairs, then the two of them quickly scurried into the bathroom. Elise sighed and locked the door behind them. The bathroom was a cramped little thing, barely lit by a flickering incandescent bulb clearly overdue for a replacement. She managed to avoid revealing her other self to her Mom easily today, but she couldn’t help but wonder how she’ll avoid it tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that. Not only that… her cocks were still throbbing and sticky fluids — precum, girlcum — were still leaking from her loins. She wrapped her hands around her cocks and stroked it once, sadly. Masturbation still felt good, but… it was nothing compared to the pure hedonism of having sex with yourself, with the sensation of lips on cocks and balls and cunts, spit staining skin, mixing with the salty-sweet juices staining her face and loins, marking her own cock as her own property. She ran her hands over her tummy, the pudgy thing pudging even more as her own prodigious precum sloshed around in her stomach. She liked the feeling, honestly, and would probably have to start doing it some more. She walked slowly toward the bathtub, transfixed on her tummy, when the front-Elise suddenly stumbled over the edge of the bathtub, stumbling into the empty basin while back-Elise’s sense of balance suddenly got all screwy from being in the state having fallen and not fallen at the same time, making her stumble in afterward, both Elises laying in a pile of girl in the dry tub.

They were laying there, face to face, feeling the other’s hot breath wash over their faces. She couldn’t help but blush — even though it was her, there was something… intimate about being so close to another person. Their naked bodies pressed against each other, perfect mirrors of one another. The eraser-nub nipples jutting out of her flat chest danced with their counterparts with every little motion the girls made, sending gentle sparks of warmth through their chests. Their plump tummies squished against each other, and they could both feel the warmth of two cocks worth of precum leaking out into their belly-pussy as both their cocks were squished right together. Every little motion they made: every breath, every shift, every twitch ground their hard, pent-up preteen peckers together; rubbed their overflowing, sweat-and-spit-shined sacks against the other. The pleasure made them moan, and groan, and thrust and hump and writhe, starting the loop all over again. The top-Elise’s hands slid against the bottom’s arms, interlacing her fingers with her counterpart’s as she slowly began to bob her body, up and down, grinding her footlong futacock against its sister.

This was nowhere near as lewd as their sixty-nining, and yet, somehow it felt… even more intimate. Maybe it was that she was face-to-face with herself, getting a good, close look at her own face as she moaned and grunted, biting her lower lip reflexively as pleasure ran down her cock and washed over her. The bottom-Elise’s hands slipped away, sliding up along her copy’s naked body, and cupped her cheeks, leaning in for an onanistic kiss. Her eyelids fluttered as lips touched lips, even if they were her own in both cases. Their tongues danced a strange dance in the other’s mouth — awkward like a virgin, but elegantly coordinated in the way that only one mind could manage.

Elise never expected that she would be stealing her own first kiss when she woke up this morning.

Their hips rolled against each other faster, in perfect sync. On the back-thrust, their cocktips kissed, and on the front-thrust their fat, overstuffed nuts intermingled, rolling and squishing against one another, forcing more precum out their thick lolicocks. Indeed, the force of their combined emissions splattered against the undersides of their chins as they passionately made out with the other, splattering juicy ropes of virile prenut down onto their throats and crooks, onto their erect little nipples that then painted abstract little drawings of sticky seed onto the canvas of the other’s tender preteen titties. Their breathing grew shallow and ragged, breaking their kiss just long enough to come up for air only to resume tonguefucking the other’s throat while their twin orgasms boiled up, their cocks swelling and pulsating and shivering with anticipation. It was happening. Their cocks tensed, growing even harder as their balls tensed up, squishing against their opposites as both girls’ backs arched and, with perfect harmony, they moaned and came.

Two enormous streams of the thickest, richest girlcream erupted from their distended cumslits with such violent force it pushed them apart, obliterating the bridges of sloppy girl-spit connecting their lips and exploding against the plastic tub, sending juicy gobs of cum flying everywhere in the bathroom, followed by another, and another. She could feel her copy’s cumvein bloating with cum as each enormous load piped its way up her footlong dongs. It took mere moments until everything belly-up was completely frosted in thick icing, covering her face, tits, sticking her hair together with rich white goo. Huge drops of jizz landed outside the tub, but most of it landed inside, quickly pooling at the bottom of the tub. And unlike her other orgasms, this one felt… different. Her balls were awash in pleasure, but didn’t feel like they were getting any emptier — no, if anything, they were swelling up, growing fatter and fuller with cum, even as the two twins unloaded liters and liters with every endless ejaculation. Elise couldn’t help but dive back in to the other’s lips, getting a mouthful of their cum in the process, sharing it with herself as they made out, savoring the rich, salty taste of their seed. The tub slowly filled up, more and more, until bottom-Elise’s body was almost entirely immersed in it. It was warm, and thick, and felt incredible against her — her cock, balls, pussy all immersed in her virile futacum. Even as the girls’ cocks went under, they still continued their constant stream of semen, burbling the surface of their cumbath with bubbles and high-pressure jets of jizz.

Elise was, of course, barely cognizant of any of this. Even the deep snogs she had with herself had devolved into the both of them laying limp with their mouths opened, weakly tonguing the other as they drank more cum. Her vision in both bodies was white, fading back to reality for only a moment before the next mind-shattering wave of pleasure erupted from her loins at the same time as her next luscious load of cum. The tub continued to fill to its limit and then some, waves of excess sperm overflowing onto the linoleum time of the bathroom proper as both girls were fully immersed in their own seed. They lost track of time; they had no idea how long they had been in the tub, thrusting their hips together, cumming liters and liters of semen. The schoolbus had come and gone and they never even realized, lost in the pure rapture of their twin orgasms.

It took them a long while until their adrift minds washed back onto the shores of consciousness. Slowly, they looked around, their cum-drunk brains processing the disaster in slow motion.

“…oh. Oh. OH, CRAP!” The Elises jumped to their feet, their bodies completely covered in creamy cum, sloughing off their bodies in thick waves before plopping back down into the tub. The bath was overflowing, the drains clogged full of jizz. The floor itself was covered in an ankle-deep puddle of cum, and the countertop and mirror were both completely speckled with fat white freckles leaving long trails as they dribbled down. The bathroom was a mess — no, it was more than a mess. It was ruined.

“Oh, God, oh jeez, Mom is gonna kill me…” Elise said with a panicked groan, stumbling out of the tub. “Um, maybe I can find out how to clean cum on the internet…?” Both Elises stepped out into the hall, leaving a slimy trail of syrup behind them. Back in her bedroom, they noticed their phones pinging alert noises every few seconds.

Cock Quest: It seems you need help! Rejoin the fight for divine assistance!

Elise slammed the notification with a cum-covered fingertip, tapping her feet as she waited for the game to slowly load on her busted old phone.

ELISE. The protection of the GODDESS is mighty, but even I have limits.

My protection fogs the mind of those who would clean up after you.

But the more damage you do to a place, the more my protection wavers.

In your COCK QUEST, you must be a creator, not a destroyer.

Use your abilities for good, not evil, ELISE.

Just this once, I will clean up after you.

Be cautious in the future, and know that the GODDESS has faith in you, ELISE.

As the text faded out, the screen began to glow white. Rays of godly light squeezed through the cracks in the screen as the phone’s haptics began to rumble harder than Elise had ever felt it before.

Wait… no, that wasn’t the screen. The whole house was shaking like an earthquake as the light grew brighter and brighter, blinding both girls, until, in a flash, everything was back to normal. There were still two Elises, but they were bone-dry. The trail of cum was gone, and the bathroom was squeaky clean, as if they hadn’t even taken a bath (which, one supposes, they hadn’t.)

The Elises sighed in relief, collapsing back onto the bed. “Oh, thank God…” she said, looking at her phone.

Cock Quest… ever since I started playing you, strange things have happened to me… but that was the strangest thing yet. You’re not really a game… are you?

Either way, she thought, you’re also the best thing that ever happened to me. So I’ll gladly keep playing… until I get bored. She turned her head to look at her opposite with a smile. And if stuff like this keeps happening… I think I won’t be for a long, long time.

Chapter Text

“Hey, Elise, whatcha playin’?”

Elise scrambled to lock her phone as she looked up, blushing deeply as Hannah Hansen stood in front of her desk, hands behind her back and a big smile on her face. Her long, golden braid swayed with every slight motion of her head, the butt-length tail sometimes whipping around if she wasn’t careful. Hannah was wearing a black spaghetti-strap top with ‘BOSS BIT’ written on the front in big, blocky white letters. It had gotten her in trouble more than her fair share of times, but she’s the popular girl — getting out of trouble took her no effort at all. Her midriff was totally exposed as well, her slender tummy framed by her top and her hot-pink shorts. Her appearance as a trendy, popular girl belied the fact that she was actually a giant nerd — a fact that she didn’t hide whatsoever.

“It’s an RPG, right? I’ve been seeing you play it a bunch during break. It’s not Conquest, is it?”

Elise’s eyes slowly widened. Conquest? …oh. THAT’S the game they were playing! She shook her head no. “N-no, it’s um… it’s called, uh, ‘Cock Quest’.” Her face was a deep, beet red. “I think it’s, like, a parody game or something, ha ha… but I kind of like it more than Conquest, really. It’s just more fun.” She, of course, didn’t specify why it was more fun.

“’Cock Quest’? Like… ‘cock’ as in ‘rooster’?” Hannah rubbed her chin. “I guess that’s kind of funny.” She whipped out her own phone in one smooth motion and, with the sort of finger dexterity only a popular girl could have, opened the app store and typed in ‘Cock Quest’.

“Hmm. Is this it?” she turned the screen toward Elise, showing off the game’s store page. It seemed that the game didn’t do as well on newer app stores with state of the art features like ‘reviews’ and ‘comments’. “Half a star rating… I’ve literally never seen a game with such a low rating before. ‘Can’t play the game. When I try to start it, it says I need a referral from a friend,’” she continued, reading from what must have been a review. “You said you like the game, yeah?” Elise just gave a panicked nod. “Can you send me a referral? It looks like all the negative reviews are just because they can’t actually play the game. But Conquest is getting boring, and you seem to really like this, so I wanna give it an honest try.”

“I… I dunno,” Elise said. Truth be told, she didn’t really have a good excuse to keep Hannah from playing the game. She was perfectly happy sitting in her back corner during breaks, playing her perverse game while the rest of the kids played the trendy trash of the week. Plus… would Hannah even like the game? Or would she think it’s weird? Or even worse, tell even more people about it? Elise bit her lower lip, chewing on it and making noncommittal noises.

“Why not? It looks pretty fun, and I’ve played enough of these kinds of games to know that having a friend can be a huge benefit!”

“W-well…” Elise’s face flushed a little redder. “I-it’s… it’s not a game for kids, is the thing. It… ah… it has like… naked people and stuff in it… and violence and all that…”

Hannah rolled her eyes and grinned. “P’shaw. Mom and Dad let me watch Game of Thrones with them. I’ve seen it all already,” she said with a cheeky wink. “I’ll keep it to myself, if that’s what you’re worried about, though. Won’t tell a soul. Cross my heart and hope to die.”

“W-well, okay,” Elise said, her voice wavering even more as she backed into the menu, exploring the options panel a little bit. “Let me look…” Buried deep in the game’s menus, she found a button labeled ‘refer-a-friend’. Her finger barely brushed the screen, when a window popped up, animated like a scroll of parchment unfurling:

Thank you for referring HANNAH, ELISE!

We hope that she will enjoy her COCK QUEST too!

The seemingly-supernatural responses the game gave her had long since stopped bothering her ever since she learned the game had the power to hide her presence, transform her body, and even literally split her in two. The so-called ‘Goddess’ knowing Hannah’s name was just another drop in the bucket of unusual happenings in Elise’s life lately.

“T-there…” Elise muttered, her phone clattering on her desk as she leaned forward, eyes glazed over and drool dripping out the corner of her mouth. “Y-you’re… referred…”

“Are you okay, Elise…? I feel like you’ve been really sick lately…” Hannah leaned forward inquisitively, looking down at the suddenly-flushed, panting third-grader.

“Y-yeah… I’m okay, s-sorry… just got a little dizzy…” she said, forcing her self back upright.

What Hannah couldn’t have seen, of course, was the other Elise sitting in the bathroom at home, doing a Cock Quest boss rush in one hand and stroking her massive member in the other. After the incident the first time she twinned, she figured out if she ran the water in the tub, the flow would suction down most of her cum before it got too thick to go down the drain. She’d gotten really good at controlling both bodies at once, and sometimes it was even like they both had minds of their own. Elise’s game progress had skyrocketed since she gotten the power to essentially grind all day, and all it cost was occasionally having to suppress the orgasmic moans she felt in the middle of class. But it was worth it: she was rapidly approaching the level cap, and the end of the storyline. The Kingdom of Pinys was very nearly saved by the Goddess’ mighty spellblade, Elise.

And as her stats changed, so too did her body. Her cock was two enormous feet, now, with a pair of massive melon-sized balls snug tight in her sack. Even her baggiest clothes couldn’t hide the third leg she was packing, now — so she didn’t even wear them. The Goddess’ Blessing, she discovered, was a boon that stacked in duration. And with an Elise doing quests constantly, and especially doing challenges that required her Emerald of Exhibition… she rapidly stacked up months of Blessing time. And with that, she started to wear skimpier clothes — sometimes going to school in her sleepwear, sometimes in nothing at all, but today she was wearing a pair of hot-pink extra-short short-shorts, barely covering anything at all, with her cock draped out the open fly, while her flat chest was only just covered by a loose, teal tube top that threatened to fall down and flash her fellow students at any moment — which happened with some frequency.

She barely even noticed anymore. The Blessing kept them from noticing her nudity, and even gave her some free reign in terms of hiding sexual actions, though anything too egregious would temporarily break the boon, she’d discovered after a close call in the locker rooms once. Elise’s moans, to her classmates, were just the pained groans of someone with a stomach bug, when really they were the pleasured moans of a preteen slut creaming her classroom.

Meanwhile, Hannah was back in her seat, watching the Cock Quest icon slowly fill up on her home screen. And the second it was done downloading, she touched it, and…

COCK QUEST IS DOWN FOR MAINTENANCE.

We apologize for the inconvenience.

The servers will be back online in: 3:48:09

Hannah clicked her lips. Wasn’t Elise just playing this? Whatever… it should be done by the time I’m home. Then we’ll see what kind of game Elise’s been so obsessed with!

That was the last time Hannah and Elise talked for a few weeks. They saw each other almost every day, of course, and occasionally made a little bit of small talk, but they never again talked about Cock Quest. Elise didn’t really think too much of it — at first, anyway. Lots of reasons why someone wouldn’t want to talk about the game in public, after all. Though Elise did notice Hannah was starting to disappear from class on occasion. She normally wouldn’t bat an eye at that… except for the thick musk of sex coming off her when she inevitably came back to class. Just the scent alone was nearly enough to make Elise cum, such was the potency of Hannah’s smell. She’d been playing the game, that much was clear… but she never got a chance to really talk about it. Hannah was always preoccupied with something or another — feigning interest in Conquest with her friends over break and lunch, staying at school late for extracurriculars while Elise went home, or sometimes, heaven forbid, just doing actual schoolwork. But finally, after nearly a month, the girls finally got a chance to talk alone.

“Okay, today’s clean-up duty is… Hannah Hansen and Elise Jensson. Hannah, Elise, please stay after class today to tidy up the classroom.”

Both girls audibly grumbled — no one wanted to do clean-up duty — but for once, their mutual murmurs hid genuine interest. The school bell rang, and their classmates filed out one by one, the teacher staying behind just a little later to wrap up some grading. But when she finally left the pair alone, Hannah turned to Elise with frightening enthusiasm.

“Has your cock always been that big, Elise?!” Her eyes were indelicately staring at Elise’s magnum dong, hanging down to her ankles through one of her pant legs. “How hasn’t anyone noticed it before?! It’s huge! It has to be, like, two feet! Mine isn’t even that big yet!”

Elise was dumbstruck. “…what?”

“And you have balls! I didn’t get balls with mine! Was it because of the class you took? Or your character gender? I just picked ‘girl’ but I thought it was weird that there were so many other options to choose from…”

Elise shook her head. “O-okay, hold on, hold on… you can see my, um, cock?” She reached down and hefted up her magnum dong of emphasis, accidentally squeezing a load of precum out her half-hard length onto the floor.

“See it? I can barely tear my eyes away from it, Elise! It’s giant!” Hannah leaned in close, her hot breath wrapping around Elise’s length, making the thick pillar of girlmeat twitch. “Is it because of the Blessing buff? The game can change your body, but can it change other people’s perception too?” She went quiet for a minute, and her eyes went wide. “Oh my God, Elise! Every time we thought you were sick… you were actually cumming, weren’t you?! That’s… that’s…” Hannah paused, her breaths ragged and her cheeks a ripe shade of red. “F-fuck, I’m getting hard…”

She pulled down her own pink short-shorts in one quick motion, making Elise gasp. Where she expected Hannah’s pussy, instead she saw a thick bulge curved down between her legs… and up into her underage slit. Hannah’s thumbs hooked beneath the curved bulge, wiggling her digits underneath it, and then slowly started to pull. Long, slender meat began to slide out from her pussy, and with it a torrent of girlcum raining down along Hannah’s thighs. Inch by inch, more and more cock was pulled out from her own cunt, all the while the girl was moaning and quivering, her pale legs trembling as she moaned quiet cusses to herself. The shaft hitched as nearly eighteen inches of cock was pulled out in total, making a big ring of meat from her loins to her slit. She paused, took a deep breath, and yanked one last time, pulling her prominent crown out from her own hole. The energy built up in her cock was released all at once as it whipped around, sending sprays of girlcum arcing off her dick, flying through the air and splattering all over the classroom. Elise watched on, enraptured, at her classmate’s cock: just over a foot-and-a-half long, her foreskin completely rolled back, with a girth thinner than her own. And even at full erection, it wasn’t hard, per se — her cock had an elasticity to it; a sort of rubbery quality, able to bend and curve in ways that Elise’s cock never could, even if she were totally soft. Every inch of it dripped with fluids: pussyjuice along the shaft, but her own tip was vigorously leaking precum as well.

No, not precum — actual semen spurted weakly from her tip as long drips of white drooled down from Hannah’s hole, forming a little white spiral on the tile below. Elise blinked, and suddenly realized that Hannah’s exposed lower belly was faintly bulged outward. She’d been wearing a lot of especially-skimpy tops lately, Elise had noticed. Was that because she needed something that would let her cum-stuffed tummy out?! She shook her head, as if trying to cast off the rest of the Goddess’ illusory protection. She liked it when it helped her keep out of trouble, but she wasn’t so keen when it messed with her head.

“Ooooohhh, God,” Hannah moaned, bracing herself on a desk behind her as she thrust her hips out, another jet of cum shooting from her tip. Her thin legs trembled as her tongue rolled from her mouth, staining her shirt with a few dribbles of drool. “Y-you know,” she said, a hand sliding up to her chest, gently tweaking one of the rock-hard nipples jutting through her skin-tight top. “I never knew a cock could feel so good… I masturbate with my pussy all the time, but a boy’s part… it just feels so different. So good!” She shivered as her micro-cumshot finally came to an end, standing up straight and pulling her phone out. “C’mon, Elise, let’s compare! I wanna see how I am compared to you!”

Elise was still processing everything that just happened. Her own growth was unremarkable to her, but seeing another person strip in front of her — a classmate, no less! — and show off their own Cock Quest endowments was sending confusing feelings through her preteen mind. But instead of working through her feelings, Elise did the thing she knew to do best: game.

“Y-yeah, okay!”

“What fetishes do you have?”

“Uh, just one, I think. The Emerald of… something.”

“Exhibitionism. Wow, I got that one really late. Kind of funny it was your first and only one! You see…”

Really late… Elise could barely hide her disdain for Hannah at this moment as the popular girl started to ramble on. I’ve been playing this game like, ten times longer than you, bitch! She thought it’d be fun to flex on her classmate, finally be the cool kid of the two for once in her life, only to have her entire world rocked:

Hannah was better than she was at the game! Elise had been playing Cock Quest for a few months at this point, while Hannah had only been playing for a few weeks. But in that short time, Hannah had skyrocketed in progression. And as they talked, Elise discovered she hadn’t even scratched the surface of the game’s mechanics.

“…so, like, I was sitting in the middle of the mall, I had handcuffs on behind my back, I’d just drunk like a gallon of water and I had clothespins on my nipples. I was fucking myself by bouncing up and down like I normally do when the game pings that I got a new fetish, and I had to mess with my phone while like that while trying not to cum, since I was fighting the limited-event boss where he’s only vulnerable every fourth turn. And that’s when I realized: I forgot to wear panties under my skirt! Anyone could have looked at me and saw my cock stuffed way up in my pussy!” She laughed and laughed, and Elise wanted to die. “But yeah, when I completed that quest, the EXP multiplier I got from having the Emerald of Exhibitionism, the Beryl of Bondage, the Pearl of Pain, the Onyx of Omorashi AND the Crystal of Cumming-Hands-Free all active at once was insane. I got, like, 20 levels from that fight alone.” She rubbed her nose proudly before glancing over at Elise’s phone as the frumpy girl idly tapped through the menus, trying to keep her hands busy so they didn’t end up strangling Hannah. “Wow, you’re almost at the level cap? I was gonna try to hit it this weekend, though I have a lot of story quests I need to do first before I can fight the final boss. I’ve been mostly just doing the limited events since the payouts are so much better. It looks like you’re almost done with the story, too, though!”

It was true — Elise had all but exhausted the main storyline of content, with just a few more fights to go. She’d kind of hit a wall in her progression because of that, truth be told, though she was learning from Hannah that she’d apparently been playing the game like a blind toddler this whole time. But even though she could see the final node on the world map — a giant set of shining gates set high up in the sky — it was totally inaccessible. Tapping it just produced an ominous message: The cracks in the barrier are growing. Soon the path to freedom will open. Elise felt a little uneasy whenever she read that. What path? Whose freedom? How soon?

“There is one thing I was wondering, though…” Hannah said. Jeez, she’s still talking?! “How does this app work? Like… I didn’t have a penis a month ago. You didn’t either.”

“Actually, I did…” Elise managed to squeak out, though Hannah trampled all over her words.

“It hides our bodies from other people… it encourages us to do things that are, honestly, super reckless and dangerous… plus, it’s pretty clear this game is meant for adults and we’re kids!” She let loose a deep sigh. “Like, don’t get me wrong, I think this game is super fun and makes me feel good in a way other games never could, but… don’t you think something’s weird with this app? Like… it knew my name, Elise. I never told it my name.”

Elise hesitated. That was pretty weird, but she was too preoccupied with constantly cumming and leveling up that she never really put too much thought into it. How could this app possibly work, anyway? What if there was something more going on. Her eyes darted down to the strange text from the final story node. Freedom…?

Before she could follow that line of thought to its conclusion, her screen flashed red and a notification suddenly burst on her screen:

ELISE. I have a limited-time event available for you.

Oh, heck yeah. Now I can show Hannah who ’s boss!

An evil LUST-MAGE is spreading dangerous slander through the Kingdom of Pinys.

You must defeat her before she manages to undo all of your good work and turns the people of Pinys away from the Goddess!

She tapped the event icon and immediately she was thrust into battle in the Capital Square, surrounded by townsfolk. Opposite her was the lust-mage — a pale girl floating a foot or so off the ground, She wore a crimson robe split in half, each side loosely draped over her arms and reaching all the way down to her bare ankles, with her naked, schoolgirl body visible between the large drapes of silken fabric. In her hand was a bronzed kris knife, and between her legs was a lengthy, slender cock, just as long as Elise’s, though thinner and much more flexible. Her head was covered with a hood down over her eyes, with a golden braid poking out from its side, down to her flat chest, with each little nipple pierced through with a little silver bar capped with various gemstones. Elise’s blood ran cold as she glanced over at her real life companion.

It was Hannah. She was fighting Hannah.

No, that can’t be right, Elise thought. She was jealous of Hannah, sure, but she didn’t want to fight her. It must just be a character that happens to look a lot like her, that’s all…

But still, as much as she hated to admit it, she’d learned a lot about the game’s mechanics from Hannah’s humble-bragging. She’d managed to get this far through sheer brute force lubricated with copious gallons of semen, but if she used some of those techniques that Hannah showed off, this should be an easy fight. Elise tapped through the ‘Magic’ menu, skipping over her usual favorite ‘Damage’ category to take a look at the ‘Status’ spells. Wasting a turn to cast a spell that didn’t even do anything seemed like a waste to Elise… but with the damage numbers Hannah was showing, plus the EXP bonus for combo synergies she never saw with the basic damage spells? It seemed worth a try.

‘Horntaf - inflicts the LUST status effect. Deals slight ERO damage over time’., Elise read. Let’s start with that. A quick tap and Elise’s avatar held her blade out in front of her, pointed to the heavens as if channeling the Goddess’ power, before swinging it mage-ward, a wisp of translucent, pinkish energy flying off the tip and splattering against the lust-mage’s bare chest. Elise frowned. This is why I never use status effects, she thought.

“Hey, Elise…?” Hannah said. “Is… is it getting hot in here, or is it just me?” Hannah tugged at her top to try to cool down, accidentally flashing a hard nipp at Elise — a perfect copy of the lust-mage’s, sans piercing. I bet she could talk her parents into getting her nipples pierced if she really wanted to…

Elise shook her head, pretending to be engrossed in her game. “Ah, no, I’m feeling fine. Maybe open a window?” She glanced back down at the screen. The lust-mage didn’t have any status effects — but it looks like Hannah did. The blonde girl stood up, her cock twitching as she walked over to the window, cracking it open, not even registering the long drips of sticky pussyjuice roping down from her leaky cunt.

Wow, Elise thought. That… actually did something. What about… a few more taps, and Elise had two more spells queued up. The first: invofet, increases the effect of her spells based on her currently-equipped fetishes, and kinkfet, dealing ERO damage whenever the target would get a bonus from a fetish. Elise had often wondered what the point was of such a spell — NPCs never had any fetishes — but it was clear now: it was for player versus player.

“Hey, Hannah,” Elise said, standing up and stretching her arms out over her head, thrusting out her flat chest and fat, half-hard cock. “Do you mind if I get comfortable?” Elise began to strip without even waiting for Hannah’s response, pulling the loose rag that doubled as her top up and over her head and wiggling her plump butt out of her tiny short-shorts, leaving her totally bare. Her balls slowly bounced as her cock swelled with arousal — this was the first time anyone else had ever seen her truly naked, after all. And Hannah just could not keep her eyes off it.

“God, it’s so thick… and your balls…” Her cock throbbed, sending a arcing shot of cum out, landing at Elise’s feet. “How do you even masturbate with it?”

Elise raised an eyebrow. “With… my hands?”

It was Hannah’s turn to blush. “…oh. That, uh, makes a lot of sense. That’s not really how I do it though…”

The black-haired girl smirked. “Why don’t you show me, then?”

Hannah’s face turned beet red. “Ohhh, no no no, I can’t do that. That’s too embarrassing!”

You’re literally naked with a boner in front of me, Hannah. How is that too embarrassing?! Elise let out a pouty hmph, glancing back down to her phone. What about… this. Gudydea: your target has a chance to accept your next suggestion.

“C’mon, Hannah, show me.” Her last words boomed out with supernatural volume, and Elise could swear she felt the room tremble. Hannah just looked blank for a second, her eyes glassy and focused a million miles away, before suddenly snapping back to reality.”

“Yeah, okay, sure,” she said with a tone of voice so nonchalant it was as if Elise had asked her if she could borrow Hannah’s eraser. She sat up on a desk with her legs splayed wide, giving Elise a good look at both sets of genitals. She grabbed her cock and brought it up to her mouth, opening her lips as wide as they could go and slobbering all over her knob for a bit to lube her tip, before pulling it out of her mouth with a juicy pop and bending it down and back into a three-quarters-circle, tip pressing directly against her puffy pussy. Elise was equal parts horrified and enraptured — cocks weren’t supposed to bend that way. Her exposed cocktip slid up and down her hairless preteen pussylips, flashing a bit of moist pink in Elise’s direction as her vulva spread wider and wider until, with a grunt, her thick crown popped into her pussy. Her lips opened in a breathless gasp, her pupils wide as she slowly fed more and more of her flexible futacock into her own immature fuckhole. Slowly, she managed to slide inch after inch of dick deeper inside — a testament to both her penile flexibility and she sheer soaking wetness of her pussy.

Elise couldn’t tear her eyes away. As far as she was concerned, this was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. Her cock surged to its full size, her balls hanging down nearly to the floor as her half-covered cocktip pulsated and twitched, spitting out thick ropes of precum. Her trembling hands struggled to wrap around her fat girth, indelicately pumping her length furiously while Hannah used her own cock as a dildo.

“This is… haaahh,” Hannah gasped, her body arching back as a rain of juice flowed out past her shaft, trickling onto the floor — her first orgasm of the day. “T-this is how my character charges up her magic… s-she fucks herself… a-and cums inside… to supercharge her spells…” She had just about fit as much of her own cock inside as she could handle. Her thin abdomen bulged out with the distinct outline of a thick mushroom-shaped crown, which started to pumping in and out of her as she began to use her own cock like a massive dildo, plumbing her depths with her own fuckmeat. “I-I thought it was weird… b-but then I woke up with this big cock…! A-and I’ve been addicted to it ever since… cocks just feel so goooood!”

“Y-yeah, they do… I’m obsessed with mine,” Elise said between harsh grunts, forcing more and more precum out her shaft, each moan paired with a shot of precum that would have put a pornstar’s actual load to shame. “Getting bigger… and harder… and cumming more and more and more…” In fact, Elise felt her own cumshot rapidly approaching, her dense semen beginning to roil and churn in her nuts, so close to reaching that precipice of pure pleasure, her body rocking with electric ecstasy as she ruined the classroom with her cum.

But she never got there. Her cock ached with desperation, her body stuck in a state of permanent edging. And that’s when she noticed the phone in Hannah’s other hand.

“H-Hannah,” Elise moaned, unable to stop herself from desperately rutting her hands. “W-what’s going on…?”

“L-look at your own game, Elise. That’ll tell you.”

Reluctantly letting her cock go, she grabbed her phone. The lust-mage had acted too, and it was her turn to cast a spell. Chazdidde: prevents target from cumming for the duration of the spell.

“I figured out what was going on, Elise,” Hannah said, pausing to shiver as she slammed her cocktip again and again against her underage womb. “You somehow got me into a PvP fight… and I think you knew that the whole time,” she continued. “But I know you’d beat me if you could cum… you’ve actually got balls. You probably cum a hundred times more than me… but I’m down to play your game. But you’ll have to beat me the old-fashioned way, without cheesing it with your crazy cum bonuses.”

Hannah paused, furrowing her brow as she cutely whispered, “I’m cumming.” Pearly ropes of jism leaked out past her cock as she pumped herself full, her tummy beginning to swell outward as her womb quickly got stuffed beyond its limits with futanari self-sperm. “Ahh… c-cumming feels so good… love cum…” On Elise’s screen, the lust-mage was similarly in the throes of onanism, dealing an insane amount of self-damage from her cum… only for the mage to suddenly heal to full health, and gain a nauseating number of boons and buffs all at once.

Oh, crap … lust-mage is overpowered!

Elise was about to respond in kind, preparing to queue up an alpha strike in response — try to knock out Hannah before she could do any more damage — only for her arms and legs to be suddenly flung out to the sides, spread eagle. Her phone flew from her sweaty hands and rougly clattered on the desk, just out of reach. Elise winced at the sight — her phone was already beat to shit, and she knew if she broke it, Mom wouldn’t get her a new one. She reached out, struggling to grab the phone — only to discover that she was now suspended in air by some invisible force, as if she was chained to a bed — or strapped to a rack.

“Wow,” Hannah said, standing up and letting gravity do the work of pulling her cock out. “I didn’t realize it’d do something like this. See what I mean, Elise? Something messed up is going on with this game.” She stepped forward, leaning in close enough to make Elise’s cock twitch with each hot breath she took. “But right now? I don’t mind so much.” She grabbed Elise’s cock with both hands, examining it almost clinically. “Wow, it’s so hard… mine doesn’t get half this hard… and it’s so thick too.” She pressed her forearm against the massive slab of futameat — Elise’s cock was easily thicker and longer than the thing. Hell, it was definitely thicker and almost as long as Hannah’s legs.

Hannah’s fingers wrapped around the shaft — or at least as far around as they could muster — and her thumbs jabbed against the soft, pliable cumvein running along the entire length. “I can feel it when you shoot out precum, Elise. That’s pretty wild,” she said with a little giggle, sliding her hand down to Elise’s base and slowly stroking up the entire length, still with her thumbs pressed against that soft strip beneath Elise’s cock, shrieking in delight as an extra-large, extra-messy burst of manually-assisted precum erupted from Elise’s crown, flying so high it splattered against the ceiling.

“Feel good, Elise?” Hannah said, swirling an open palm around Elise’s hyper-sensitive tip to get a handful of fresh pre, bringing it up to her face and licking it clean. “Mmm… your pre tastes so good, Elise. Like… candy, almost. So sweet! Not like you at all.”

What’s that supposed to mean?! Elise grunted and struggled, her extremities well and surely pinned down. She didn’t even know how long this spell would last — nor the chastity spell, keeping her brain fixated on the sensation of edging when she could be trying to wiggle her way out of Hannah’s invisible bondage.

Although… she did kind of like this. She wouldn’t realize it until she was older, but this encounter did unlock a new fetish for her in more ways than one.

Hannah turned her attention a little lower, sinking her hands into Elise’s immense balls, the sudden pressure sending another near-orgasmic burst of pre out Elise’s length. Hannah was just in silent awe as she gently hefted the things up like she was heisting the crown jewels themselves. “Oh my God… they’re way softer than I thought they’d be… I thought they’d be, like, as hard as the cock…” Elise snorted loudly. “Shut up! I’ve only seen them in pictures before.” She gently put them back down and gently began to knead them like a kitten preparing for bed. With a decadent squelch, her cock finally dropped out of her pussy, letting the juices within drip down onto the floor as her dick curved magnificently upward, throbbing at its full erection again. “I wonder…”

Hannah cupped one nut in each hand, gently hefting them up… when Elise suddenly felt something warm and wet in the space between. Hannah’s cock was buried deep between the ball-cleavage of her massive futa-nuts. The sheer volume of her testes enveloped over half of Hannah’s shaft, leaving only her tip poking out the tip, leaving sticky, cummy cock-kisses against the base of Elise’s length. And, ever so slowly, Hannah began to fuck Elise’s balls.

“Oh God, oh God…” Hannah panted, her fingers digging a little harder into Elise’s tender stones, squeezing them against her girlhood even more. “I-I always wondered what it must feel like to… to f-fuck a pair of boobies… i-it has to be like this… oh God, I get it now…!” She slowly thrust her hips against Elise, her length sliding through the deep crevice between Elise’s balls, and up the underside of Elise’s shaft for a little bit of sloppy frottage, lubricated by Hannah’s own sperm and the copious jets of precum dripping down from Elise’s nearly-bursting tip. For Elise, it was pure agony. Feeling her bloated balls, stuffed to the seams with gallons of cum, being gently squeezed and groped as with each awkward thrust, Hannah’s tip helped force her precum up and out her shaft, leaving the thick, two-foot futacock shiny and slick with her own dripping juices. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum.

“I love your balls, Elise… they feel so amazing on my cock…!” Hannah was eagerly rutting Elise’s nuts with gusto, moving with such energy that the motion of her long, blonde braid was whipping her own bare ass. Elise’s nuts were squeezed as close together as she could manage, leaving her cock buried in a hot, slick, soft ballpussy, Elise’s silky skin stroking sensually against Hannah’s shaft. “I’m gonna cum again… you’re gonna make me cum, Elise…!” Her thrusts grew long, and hard, her hips gently slapping against the bottom of Elise’s balls, very nearly making their drippy, leaky pussies kiss. Elise felt every little motion with excruciating detail. Every throbbing vein and swelling crown, every bulbous load of precum pumped through Hannah’s long futadong was envisioned in perfect detail in her mind’s eye. Her chastity was driving her insane. Everything felt incredible — not just the cock buried between her fat nuts and the cock grinding against her own, but even the burst of hot breath from Hannah’s lips to Elise’s tip, or the gentle breeze flowing from the opened window caressing Elise’s bare nipples. Anything would make her cum, if she could.

“I’m cumming, Elise! Take it! Take it ALL!” Hannah slammed her hips into the makeshift fuckhole, her cock swelling one last time as hot, white cream burst from her tip, hosing down the underside of Elise’s cock. It wasn’t quite as thick as Elise’s emissions, but she seemed to have just as much volume as load after juicy load shot out her cumslit, lubricating Elise’s body with her jizz — her cock, her tubby tummy, flat tits and hard nipps, even adding to the mess of pre and sweat in her tender ball-cunt. Elise thrashed at the feeling. She was riding the knife’s edge, so, so desperately close to an explosive ejaculation kept from her through the magic of Cock Quest. Her phone was out-of-reach, and although neither of them were paying close attention to it, the battle was still raging as the lust-mage Hannah went to town on the hapless spellblade Elise, her ERO bar filling higher and higher until…

YOU LOSE

The player-versus-player battle ended mid-climax, and with it, the spells affecting both of them disappeared as well. Immediately, Elise locked her thick legs around Hannah’s hips, heels digging into the girl’s petite rump as, with one thrust, Elise began to cum as well.

“CUMMING!” Elise thrust her cock as high as her little hips would let her as her balls tensed up, suddenly squeezing Hannah’s cumming cock even tighter. Thick bulging marbles of cum forced their way up her cumvein, one after another, each exploding into a thick hoselike stream of preteen futaseed as they reached the girl’s painfully-swollen glans. The ropes of white shot up with dangerous force, hitting the particleboard tiles on the ceiling with enough oomph to knock them out of place, sending her beam of cum splashing all throughout the classroom. Elise herself could barely even process what was happening, her eyes rolled nearly all the way back in their sockets with her tongue hanging sloppily out of her lips, moving back in only when a glob of cum landed on it to swallow. She thrust and thrust and thrust, using Hannah’s cock as her sex toy now, extending the most painfully powerful orgasm of her life by any means necessary. Their pussies were cumming too, misting each other with a near-constant spray of sticky feminine lust, so close that their clits flicked one another with every little motion of their hips.

“I win, Hannah! I’m the best!” Elise managed to spit, reaching down between her legs to try to painfully squeeze Hannah’s dick, only to find her strength had long since left her.

“Ah… f-fuck… s-still… cumming…” was Hannah’s only response, the girl covered in sweat and semen as she still rode her climax to the bitter end. Her body was seemingly making more cum just to keep up with Elise’s overproductive, over-edged testes. Her loads were getting less and less viscous, but still joined Elise’s mammoth loads in making a disaster zone of the classroom.

“I-I’ll prove it…!” Elise reached an arm over to her phone, her fingers barely reaching the edge of the phone case. “I-I’ll prove that I won, that I’m the best at Cock Quest, at sex, at cumming, everything!”

“Eliiissse!” Hannah lunged forward, pressing both their cocks together between their bodies as she grabbed Elise’s wrist. “Let gooo! The game is trying to make us fight, Elise!” Her words were garbled as a sudden blast of cum bukkaked her in the face.

“No! Let GO! I’m the Goddess’ favorite!” Elise returned the favor, trying to pull Hannah’s hand away from her, only to let her phone slip from her grasp and into Hannah’s.

“Stop! We’re done with this… gaaame… nngh…” Another surge of pleasure sent Hannah’s consciousness fading for a moment, letting Elise grab on to the phone. It was between them, now, each holding one end and partaking in a mid-ejaculation tug of war.

“Let go!”

“No!”

“It’s MINE!”

“It’s cursed!”

“Just… let… GO!” With one final tug, the phone slipped from both of their grasps, flying high in the hair. They both watched on in rapt horror as it spun around, and landed on the floor, the screen shattering into a million little fragments of unusable sharp plastic.

Both of them stared, breathlessly, at the corpse of Elise’s smartphone. The overwhelming cumshots that both of them thought would never end had suddenly and abruptly stopped, and neither were really sure if it was because the power of the game suddenly stopped having an affect on them, or just the shock of the situation.

“…my phone,” Elise said, her lower lip trembling as she pushed Hannah off of her, picking up the shattered remains of her smartphone delicately, like a fragile flower. “Y-you broke my phone.” Tears welled up in Elise’s eyes. “You BROKE my PHONE!”

Hannah looked to her feet, hands crossed over her lap. “I-I’m… I didn’t mean to, Elise… I just thought…” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “The game’s not good for us, okay? It’s changing our bodies, making us obsessed with sex and cocks and cum and stuff… and making us fight. You didn’t choose to fight me in the game, Elise… the game did. Whoever… whatever… controls that game… didn’t want me telling you to stop playing it.” She slowly stepped toward Elise, squatting down next to the black-haired girl, who said nothing as tears dripped down onto the spider-web cracks in her hand-me-down phone. “I’ll help you get a new phone and stuff, okay? But… please. Stop playing Cock Quest. I will too.”

“Shut up,” Elise said, standing up and squaring her shoulders. “I was really excited when you wanted to play the game… I thought we could be friends, and I could finally become a little popular too… but no. That was a mistake.” She grabbed her clothes from the puddles of cum, pulling the white-stained clothing on haphazardly. “You ruined the best thing that ever happened to me, Hannah. I’m going home. You should too.”

And with that, she stepped out into the halls, leaving a teary Hannah all alone in a ruined classroom.

Chapter Text

It was just past midnight. Elise laid on her bed, naked, holding her phone’s shattered remains over her head. Her thumb dug into its power button, holding it for one, two, three seconds. The screen flashed white for a fraction of a second — Elise’s heart skipped a beat — and then it went black. The tears welled up in Elise’s eyes once more. She wiped them away, and repeated the ritual once more. And again, and again. She had been doing it for hours already, and would be doing it for hours to come.

She didn’t know what to do. Her phone — the game — Cock Quest had become her life. For the first time in her life, she wasn’t chasing trends, trying to become something she wasn’t. She discovered her true self through it. It just turned out that her true self was a giant-cocked futanari sex addict.

Things were already starting to change since her phone broke. Her twinned self was gone — disappeared into thin air, Elise had to imagine. Looking down between her legs at the two-foot long slab of third-grade futacock jutting from her loins, Elise sobbed. Surely it would begin to revert as well, shrinking back to its original size, a quarter its current length.

elise.

No. No, she wouldn’t let that happen. She couldn’t go back to how things were before. She couldn’t go back to being the awkward, shy, weirdo Elise, sitting in the back of the classroom, enviously eyeing Hannah and Joel and Andy and Vivien and all the rest as they played games together. Cock Quest gave her something to look forward to. Something to do. It made her feel good. Really, really good.

Elise.

Why did she let Hannah play Cock Quest, anyway? It was like her brain turned off the second that Hannah Hansen showed even a modicum of interest in her. What a mistake that ended up being. Hannah… the thought of her made Elise wrinkle her nose in disgust. Who does she think she is, getting so strong, so fast, using an overpowered class like lust-mage… Ugh! All she had to do was let Elise be the best at something for once. Was that really too much to ask?!

ELISE.

She gasped. She heard it clearly this time. A voice… Feminine. Otherworldly. Motherly.

Vengeful.

The Goddess. It had to be the Goddess of Cock Quest, speaking to her directly. “W-what?” Elise said, her voice hoarse and warbling. “P-please… stay with me, Goddess… d-don’t leave me…”

Leave you?

ELISE. You have been my stalwart champion.

You have slain many foes. You have grown stronger under my watch.

Even in your time of greatest despair, I am here for you, ELISE.

You could not defeat the LUST-MAGE. But that is no matter.

The BARRIER is almost broken.

“T-the barrier…?” Elise wiped her runny nose with her forearm. “W-what do you mean by that?”

It will be easier to show you, ELISE.

Take your phone.

Hold the power button.

Do not let go.

“O-okay!” Elise did as she was told, her indented thumb running over the power button one last time. With all her might and all her heart, she pressed it as hard as she could, wincing as the sharp plastic dug deeper than it ever had before into her fingertip. The screen flashed white behind the spiderweb of cracks, just as it did before. But this time, it stayed on. Elise could see a pleasantly green valley, with long blades of grass waving in the breeze. She recognized this — it was one of the background graphics of the Realm of Pinys, but… it wasn’t just an illustration. It wasn’t even just three-dimensional. It looked real.

Behold.

The BARRIER that separates the world of the GODDESS from the world of humanity.

The realm of Pinys is just one of many in my dominion.

And now it is your world ’s time.

A chill ran down Elise’s body. Wait… what? Is… is the Goddess going to take over the world…? Elise remembered Hannah’s words from yesterday afternoon:

“Whoever — whatever — controls that game didn’t want me telling you to stop playing it.”

Fuck…! Hannah was right. Again. Elise’s hand trembled as she tried to let go of the phone, but she simply couldn’t. Her muscles were betraying her, gripping that phone ever tighter, even as she tried to wrest it away with her free hand.

It ’s too late, ELISE. What you and the LUST-MAGE set in motion cannot be stopped.

Fear not. You and her both will have a place in the new realm.

Consider this my final blessing.

The phone’s screen began to fade to white, and the phone itself vibrated violently. No… it wasn’t the phone. The entire world seemed to shake, like a giant earthquake just hit. Elise gripped her bedsheets for dear life as anime figurines fell off her shelves, and the sounds of dogs barking and car alarms going off filled the neighborhood. The smartphone, the source if it all, suddenly wrest itself out of Elise’s grip, floating in the air.

Yes … YES!

It has been far too long since I have been given form.

Your world will make a fine addition to my realm.

The cracks on the screen began to grow bigger and bigger, and beams of pure white light slipped out — the glass itself was the final barrier keeping the Goddess’ magic at bay.

Then, with a silent scream, the screen shattered, and everything went white.

“Elise…”

In the Valley of the Mother-Goddess, in the center of the Realm of Coque, the spellblade Elise Gudsdottir rolled over in her cot and shoved her head beneath her pillow. She had a long knight of monster-slaying and wanted to sleep in for once, but it seemed like someone had other ideas.

“Wake up, Elise!”

Argh! Elise grit her teeth, throwing off the pillow and jumping out of bed, jabbing her finger at the intruder to her humble cottage.

“For the Goddess’ sake, can’t a warrior rest for a spell?! I know there aren’t any dangers to the village out today, for I slayed them all last eve! Pray you leave now before I take my sword, shove it up your holy orifice and pray the Goddess for forgiveness!”

Elise pulled her hand back, rubbing her eyes as they adjusted to the midday light beaming through the windows. Standing in front of her was… a girl with a blonde braid, wearing the bright-red robes of the Lust-Cult. Her naked body was completely exposed between the bifurcated outfit, with tiny, pierced nipples jutting out from her flat chest and a long, flexible penis dangling low between her legs, just about as long as Elise’s own, but without balls — a side effect of the vile magicks the lust-mages use to bestow upon themselves the Goddess’ sacred tool. Elise reached to her side to grab the hilt of her mighty blade, resting upright against her nightstand, when she suddenly felt the stinging sensation of palm on cheek.

“Elise, what the fuck are you talking about?”

She collapsed to her knees, as the voice of the lust-mage sent her mind spinning. She… she knew this girl. How was that possible? It was the utmost heresy to associate with the Lust-Cult, the most vile foes of the Goddess Herself. And yet, Elise knew her face. Her body. Her head throbbed painfully. There… there was a fight, and the Lust-Mage won. Something shattered, and then… and then…

“Augh!” Elise roared to the heavens. Her head felt like it was going to explode!

“Jeez, Elise… only you would find a way to take so much psychic damage from nothing at all.” The Lust-Mage squatted down next to her, grabbing Elise’s head and rubbing her thumbs against the spellblade’s forehead. I see the problem. Enpiisee with infinite duration… the so-called Goddess’ work.” Her grip tightened on Elise’s head, and the spellblade was legitimately terrified that the red-robed cultist was about to burst her skull like an overripe watermelon. The Lust-Mage closed her eyes, and her hands began to glow the same crimson as her robe. She began whispering, the words of power coming too quickly for Elise to understand, and what little she could was complete nonsense to her. She may have been one of the Goddess’ mighty spellblades, but she was a mere hedge wizard compared to a lust-mage. The mage’s eyes opened, perfectly white, as she suddenly finished the incantation. A burst of energy rushed through Elise’s head, a wave of magic washing through her mind, catching the cobwebs of falsehood in its cascades, leaving her feeling lightheaded… and confused as hell.

“Hannah?!”

“Oh, thank Christ.” Hannah got back up onto her feet. “That was the last of my mana, and I don’t think we have the time for me to have a little jerk sesh if my dispel didn’t work, y’know?”

Elise Gudsdottir — no, Elise Jensson — slowly got to her feet and looked around the cottage. The layout was identical to her bedroom, though the modern furniture was replaced with a more medieval equivalent — much to her chagrin, as she became intimately aware of the rough stalks of straw bedding embedded in her backside. Outside, there was a small village that looked remarkably similar to her neighborhood. And every so often, things would appear to flicker, like textures Z-fighting in a video game. The dirt road would turn to asphalt, and the wagons outside other cottages would suddenly appear to be cars for just a second before reverting back to their fantasy equivalents. Turning back to Hannah, she was surprised to see what appeared to be game UI popping up in her vision — windows and bars showing all of Hannah’s vital statistics. Health, mana, status effects, equipment… it was all a bit overwhelming.

“What the heck…? Are… we in the game?”

Hannah’s hands landed on her hips. “Last night, everything went white, and I woke up in a cave with my own cock mid-orgasm inside me. I don’t think we’re went into the game. I think the game came out of the phones. Cock Quest is real, now. Or is becoming real.”

Elise bit her lip. “I… the Goddess spoke to me last night. And… I think I helped her escape from my phone. I think…” Elise swallowed. “I think you were right the whole time, Hannah. The game is cursed. The Goddess… she’s a demon. Or worse.”

“Yeah, well, we’ll have time for I-Told-You-Sos after we defeat her. It seems like she’s using magic or something to transform our world into another game world — the Realm of Coque, or something.” Hannah spit on the floor in disgust. “It looks like we have the same powers our characters did, at least. Two max-level characters should be able to beat the final boss, no problem.” Hannah’s eyes drifted behind Elise. “You should get dressed, and we should go. Looks like your armor’s back there.”

Elise turned, looking at the armor. “…oh. Right.” Unsurprisingly, the ‘armor’ was the same armor she had in-game: a pair of mithril gauntlets going up to her shoulders, connected across her collar with a strip of dragon’s-silk fabric connecting the two, with a matching set of greaves for her legs. The rest of her body was, of course, completely exposed, though with her cock and balls doing down to her ankles, any armor to protect her soft bits would have been extra unwieldy.

“It’s a little messed up that you’re wearing more than me,” Elise grunted, sliding her arms into the armor. “I’m the fighter.”

“You’re the spellblade. Magic in the game is powered by sex. It makes sense that you’d be mostly naked, too.”

“Well,” Elise grunted, tugging one greave up a thick leg. “I don’t feel very protected.”

Hannah just rolled her eyes. “It’s better than nothing, okay? C’mon, let’s go.”

Elise’s fingers curled around the hilt of the massive greatsword she used, and hefted it up like it weighed less than air. “…whoa.” She said, tentatively swinging the thing around. “I could get used to this.”

“Let’s go, Elise.”

“Okay, okay, I’m coming!”

They ran out into the street, the other NPCs wandering around mindlessly. Elise recognized some of them — she never knew their names, but she’d seen them around in her neighborhood. A small crowd began to gather around, murmuring.

“A lust-mage…! Goddess help us…”

“For what reason is our holy spellblade consorting with such a heretic?!”

“The Goddess protects. The Goddess protects. The Goddess protects.”

“Goddess!” Hannah roared to the heavens. “We won’t let you get away with this! We’re going to make things right!”

“Y-yeah,” Elise said, her voice wavering as her mind was more than a little preoccupied on all the eyes ogling their naked preteen bodies.

The midday sun suddenly dimmed, save for a single beam of light breaking through the sky, right onto Elise and Hannah. The ground beneath rumbled, as, suddenly, a giant face appeared in the clouds. It was a woman’s face, placid, with eyes closed and plump lips. She was almost monochromatic — her skin was pure white, with her hair and lips an almost mauve shade. On her head, she wore a habit not unlike a nun’s. It was clear to everyone that this was the face of the Goddess. The NPCs fell to their knees, hands clasped in prayer as the players gripped their blades a little tighter.

ELISE. This is a disappointing development.

You had such a role to play in my new realm.

But the vile LUST-MAGE HANNAH seems to have corrupted your thoughts.

“Shut up! I don’t know how you did this, if you’re a demon or an alien or whatever you are, but Elise and I are gonna kick your ass and turn everything back to normal!”

Oh ho ho ho.

Such enthusiasm.

You are, unfortunately, too late.

The assimilation of your world will complete in only a few short days.

But if you would still try to stop me, be my guest.

I await you at the peak of Mount Terminus.

With a crack of thunder, the Goddess disappeared, returning the realm to normal. Hannah and Elise looked far in the distance, at an almost-perfectly-triangular mountain, its tip obscured in the clouds. “If there’s any place for a final boss fight,” Hannah said, “It’d be there. C’mon, let’s go!” She said, taking off running, with Elise hot on her tail.

“Really? Goblins?”

A pair of big-tittied greenskins stood between the party and the entrance to the underground ruins at the base of Mount Terminus. They looked just as they did in Cock Quest — Half the size of either Elise and Hannah, completely nude with a pair of mammoth mammaries each, leaking milk like mad with every little motion they made. Elise had seen plenty of these girls before playing the game, but somehow, seeing them in actual size, in 3D… the raw sexuality these horrid creatures radiated made her blush.

Hannah drew her curved kris-knife. “I figured the Goddess was gonna throw something a lot stronger at us. She probably doesn’t take us seriously — that’s good.” She shot a glance over at the tubby spellblade next to her. “You ready?”

Elise hefted her greatsword off her shoulder, rolling her fingers over its pommel. She’d never used anything like this before, but… it just came naturally to her. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

“C-cumming!” Elise groaned as she came again, spraying gallons more of her futacum up the goblin’s gooey cunt. Her flat belly had bloated out massively, stuffing the shortstack slut with so much semen it looked like she was nine months pregnant with a whole brood of goblets.

“M-me tooooo!” Hannah’s slender legs quivered, dripping with girlcum as she blew another load down the goblin’s throat, a mix of sperm and spit bursting out past the greenskin’s plump lips and down her face.

Elise and Hannah paused to catch their breath, only to start pumping their cocks again inside the goblin’s holes. “D-don’t you think that’s enough…?” Elise said, her words punctuated with tiny, erotic moans. “I-I mean… w-we stopped the first one w-without cumming this much…” Indeed, just beside them was another massively cum-stuffed goblin laying on her back, thrusting her hips against nothing and playing with her gravid, milky tits.

“Y-yeah… nnngh… b-but… j-just one more cum, o-okay?” Hannah gasped, cumming again. “T-that one… that one didn’t count… one more, then we’ll go…”

“‘Choose wisely, brave adventurers.’” Hannah read from the rusted-over plaque. “‘One treasure will continue your quest. The other will leave you a withered husk.’”

Elise looked at the two artifacts on the pedestals, illuminated by beams of light somehow coming from the solid ceiling of the ancient ruins. One, a large golden statue of a cock, even bigger than either of the girls’ tools. On the other, the unmistakable shape of a transparent plastic tube, with two sets of labia roughly molded on either end of it. “So we have to pick one of these? Any other hints?”

Hannah shrugged. “No hints.” She stepped toward the treasures, leaning in to take as close a look as she could manage without touching it. “Probably, we’ll have to fuck whichever one we choose. That’s Cock Quest, after all.”

“Yeah. Hmm… probably the pocket pussy, then? My tummy hurts just looking at that giant statue…”

“Yeah… I’m more used to insertion than you and I don’t even think I could take that without getting seriously hurt.” Hannah reached out and grabbed the onahole. The second it left the pedestal, the floor began to rumble, dislodging large stones from the fragile ceiling.

You have chosen … poorly.

“Muah!” Elise pulled away from Hannah’s face, their tongues hanging low out their mouths, connected to one another by thick ropes of shiny spit. Hannah’s hands were pressed against Elise’s chest, roughly tugging on her hard nipples. Between their legs, their cocks were pressed into the sex toy from either end while the cocksleeve appeared to move on its own, pumping back and forth, twisting around, growing tighter and even lubricating the pair of cocks with its own aphrodisiac juice. A river of cum dribbled out either end, running in thick droplets down both Elise and Hannah’s legs, into the cracks beneath the cobblestone below. “I-I want another kiss, Hannah… p-please, kiss me…”

Hannah leaned in, her eyes half lidded, only to forcefully stop herself. “N-no…! W-wait…” She whimpered with desperate lust plain on her face. It took her every modicum of her being to keep herself from diving deep into Elise’s warm mouth again. “A mimic… i-it’s a mimic, Elise… i-it’s gonna… gonna drain us of all our cum… then we’ll die…”

“W-worth it,” Elise moaned, arching her back as the hundreds of little demon-tongues inside the mimic lashed against her tip. “I-I always thought this was how I was gonna go out…”

“S-shut up, Elise… w-we just need to cum at the same time… it can’t handle both of us a-and… it’ll break…”

“O-oh… o-okay… I-I’m… I’m gonna… gonna…”

“Not right now, Elise! I-I just came… I need more time…”

Elise threw her head back, her vision going white as she came, her cock throbbing hard as the mimic tightened its ends, drinking deeply of her vital force, with the excess sex forcing its way through the clamped-shut ends — a testament to her sheer volume.

“D-don’t cum, Elise!” Hannah shuddered, her own cock twitching, feeling cum rush out of Elise’s cock and splatter against her loins. “F-fuck… fuck! E-Elise… kiss me…!”

“O-okay, Hannah!”

“This has to be the end of these ruins,” Elise groaned, dragging herself up another four-foot-high step. “Jeez, what was this place built for? Giants?”

“Trolls, probably,” Hannah said, arching her neck up to look at the gigantic sealed gateway that loomed in front of them. “Great,” she said flatly. “Some more bullshit.”

“My dick still hurts from that mimic,” Elise said, wincing as she tenderly rubbed her gnawed-on dong. “Hopefully it’ll be something easy for a change.”

“Well, let’s see…” Hannah walked up to the door, emblazoned with another little plaque at its base. “I know you all may not have the gall/But this door is your final wall./To open it wide all you need:/Put key in hole and do the deed.”

“Sex. It wants us to have sex,” both girls said simultaneously.

“Well?” Elise said. “Bend over.”

Hannah sighed as she slid onto her hands and knees, presenting her hairless pussy to her classmate. “Just make it quick, Elise.”

Hannah gasped for air, a bubbly froth of cum and spit dribbling down her face as Elise’s cock slipped out her mouth with a moist pop. Elise turned away, looking up at the ancient gateway expecting the door to slide open. A second passed, then two, then three… and… nothing.

“Damn it!” Elise quickly turned back toward Hannah, very nearly clobbering the caster’s noggin with her half-hard fuckstick. Hannah was in a daze, her face covered in white, and that wasn’t even to mention the massive bloated belly she was resting on as two jets of futacum squirted out of her bottom holes. “If it wasn’t a blowjob, and it wasn’t your butt, and it wasn’t your pussy, what does it want us to do?! Argh!” Elise balled up her fists in frustration, spun around again, and bent over at the waist. “Fuck me now, Hannah. We did something wrong.”

“Urgh…” Hannah slowly hoisted herself upright, her huge cum-belly audibly sloshing with the sheer volume of three full-strength Jensson loads. Even her cock was leaking her own seed from the vigorous prostate-pounding she had gotten just a few minutes earlier. “I, uh… I don’t know if that’s right, Elise…”

“Argh!” Elise, in her frustration, kicked the old masonry wall as hard as she could… and was surprised to feel the brickwork depress, sliding out as if on a mechanism, revealing a little alcove. And inside… was a tarnished silver key, the exact fit for the massive keyhole in the door. The corners of Elise’s mouth twitch. Her hands gripped the key tight, her knuckles turning white in her gauntlets, when she let loose one final bellow:

“GOD F—”

“Okay, the Goddess has to be getting desperate if this is the best she can throw at us,” Elise said, knee-deep in the snow, kept warm only by Hannah’s nosno enchantment. Ahead of her was an icy-blue slime, bouncing around all willy-nilly. It even had the same cartoonish smiley-face on it as it did in the game. Elise was always fond of these little guys — they were so cute! They could have easily been the mascot for Cock Quest.

“This isn’t your average grasslands slime, Elise,” Hannah said. “It’s a periwinkle jelly. They’re parasites. They attach themselves to your body and use illusion magic to make it seem like their slime is a part of your body. Even worse, if you don’t hit them with their weakness, they split in two — AND their weakness changes every round! Such a pain in the ass.”

“…how on earth do you know that, Hannah? I never fought these things.”

The blonde scoffed. “Lust-Mage personal story. You would have had to fight them in the spellblade storyline too — all the caster paths converge near the end. Didn’t you do your optional quests?”

She had not. “Yeah, of course I did.”

“Then you should know how dangerous these are!” The slime stopped its plorping, turned toward the pair, and let out a terrifyingly-loud squeak. “It’s seen us! C’mon, Elise! We gotta fight! Get your fire magic ready!”

Elise shivered. Elise’s nosno spell had long since worn off, and she couldn’t seem to cast any more for some reason. Her tender legflesh stuck to the inside of her mithril greaves with every trudging step through the deep snow. And it certainly didn’t help that her gigantic cock was slowing her down, dragging six feet behind her, crushed beneath the weight of her absolutely enormous balls. It didn’t help that she felt like she was constantly on the cusp of cumming, like something was milking her sensitive bits.

Her cock and balls were always like this, right? They had to be. Thinking about it too hard made Elise’s head hurt.

“H-H-H-H-Hannah,” Elise managed to stutter out, her teeth clattering like a broken piano in the sub-zero summit temperatures. “A-a-are we almost t-t-there?”

Hannah was slouched over herself, hands sunk deep into her gigantic preteen titties. Her nipples scraped against the ground, cutting a trail in the ice as she panted and moaned with every step. Her own nuts forced her legs wide, making her hobble up the brutal mountain like she’d never walked with a set of fat nuts between her legs before. Her eyes were glassy, and drool was dripping down her face, over her chin , only to crystallize in midair and shatter against her elastic tits.

“H-H-Hannah?”

“C-cumming,” she girl squeaked, her long, thick dong throbbing… but instead of thick ropes of jism exploding from her exposed tip, her cock just seemed to grow even bigger. “S-so good…”

“H-H-Hannah?” Elise repeated herself.

“W-w-what?” She jolted back to reality. “Oh, uh… y-yeah, we’re getting closer… t-there should be a campsite just up ahead.”

Elise and Hannah laid side-by-side on the bedroll, bundled up as best they could using Hannah’s robe as a blanket. Truth be told, the other’s body heat was warming their frigid bones up more than the mess of rough ruby rags laying atop them. They watched the sky together— the stars were obscured by the thick clouds that accumulated around the mountain peak, which occasionally flashed a brilliant white with a sudden clap of thunder shortly thereafter. They were close to the peak of Mount Terminus, and they knew they were running out of time.

“…we only have one shot at this, huh?” Elise quietly said, her hands behind her head. “Or… what? This becomes our life? We stop being elementary school students and become full-time adventurers?” She hesitated. “… I don’t know if I wouldn’t actually mind that, honestly.”

Silence came from Hannah’s half of the bedroll. Then, she spoke. “…I’m not doing this for me. I’m doing this for Joel, and Andy, and Vivien, and Mom and Dad and Mrs. L and everyone else in the class, and the town, and the world.” She let loose a big, exhausted sigh. “You saw how they were in town. They’re just, like… robots. NPCs for the monsters to rape and kill, just like in the game. I wouldn’t want to live like that.”

“And who’s to say that the Goddess can’t do the same to us? She literally did to you already, Elise. You only broke out of it because I managed to track you down and remove her debuff. My class made me immune, but… you’re not. You know, I’m kind of glad that’s the case. I don’t want to live that way, anyway, so I think she’d have to kill me.” She laughed bitterly.

“Don’t say that, Hannah. We’ll beat her, and turn everything back to normal. I have faith in us.” They turned their heads toward the other and smiled.

“Yeah. Yeah, I do too, Elise.”

They went quite for a little while more, closing their eyes, trying to get to sleep, even as another crack of thunder shook the earth beneath them.

“Hannah?”

“Yes, Elise?”

“I’m sorry. For everything. This wouldn’t have happened if I had listened to you to begin with. I just… I just wanted to impress you. To make friends with you and… your friends.” She hesitated, worried that her next words wouldn’t make it out her throat. “Do you think… do you think we can still be friends once this is all over?”

Hannah didn’t open her eyes, but a tiny little smile did curl onto her face. “Yeah, Elise. I’d really like that.”

At the break of day, Hannah and Elise ate their fill (“Slimes are a rich source of protein,” Hannah said. “Just… don’t think about where the protein comes from.”) and began to ascend to the peak of the mountain. It didn’t take them long until they were deep in the cloud layer, still dark and sparking with flashes of lightning. Elise shook every time she felt the thunder — with her sword and her armor, she was a walking lightning rod. The winds kicked up, threatening to take the girls off their feet as they trudged through deeper and deeper snowdrifts, their cocktips turning blue from the sheer cold. Higher and higher, the air getting thinner and thinner, everything getting darker and darker. The snow eventually began to recede, as did the wind… because Hannah and Elise were no longer on Mount Terminus.

They were… somewhere else. The sky had faded to pitch blackness — no stars, no moon, no clouds, no lightning. Despite each step becoming increasingly steep, the floor beneath had become abruptly flat without either of them even noticing — Elise almost lost her balance the second she realized. The permafrost beneath their feet had disappeared, instead leaving what looked like polished granite, cut into large, curved stones and slid into place, all around a single central point.

“Elise,” Hannah said, her voice a hissing whisper. “This is it.”

“What?”

“Haven’t you played a game before?! This is it. The final boss!”

Indeed it is.

It is a shame you were not as loyal to me, HANNAH.

You would have made an excellent DEMON QUEEN.

Hannah and Elise both dropped back into combat stances. Hannah whispered her most powerful buffs beneath her breath, while Elise bobbed back and forth, her fingers curling and uncurling anxiously around the pommel of her blade. Far, far above, the ceiling appeared to crack, letting in a bright ray of light. Then another crack, and a third, the sky shattering like a phone screen as, slowly, the Goddess began to descend from whatever heavens she ruled over. And as she dropped lower and lower, Hannah and Elise began to lose hope.

The Goddess lived up to her name. Her skin was a pale shade with the faintest tint of lavender. Her large feet made way to thick thighs, framing a perfectly-plump hairless vulva. Higher still, her belly curved out in a gentle arc, just far enough that it was difficult to tell if she was just chubby or pregnant. From her chest jutted two gigantic tits, each one twice the size of the girls’ entire bodies with prominent purplish nipples the size of platters along their front, her innie-nipples barely visible beneath the meat of her areolae. Her tits were held aloft from underneath by a pair of elegant hands pushing them upright, showing the girls not only her strength, but her softness as juicy, bouncy titflesh squeezed effortlessly between the Goddess’ fingers. Her head was the same as they saw in the clouds at the beginning of their quest, but somehow even more beautiful in person — plump, dark lips, with closed eyes locked shut by long, interlocking lashes. She appeared to wear some sort of robe or cape, going down from her waist and pooling on the floor, the same shade as her skin with a sort of matte, organic sheen on it, like it wasn’t made of cloth but of flesh. But the most terrifying thing was her sheer size. She was massive: four, no, five times Elise and Hannah’s height, their heads reaching only up to the Goddess’ knees. Both of their cocks twitched at the sight. She was just about the ideal MILF.

I would have figured my minions would have dealt with you.

But no matter.

I will gladly take you on myself .

The world trembled, and flashing of lightning suddenly illuminated the space. Down the center of the Goddess’ head, a gash appeared to be forming, glowing from her forehead down to her nose that suddenly burst open revealing a gigantic eyeball, its sclera black with blood-red irises, darting between Hannah and Elise. With another thunderclap, her robe began to change. The edges began to fray, multiple large tears running up the length, fluttering in the wind. Countlessly many ribbons of flesh-cloth jutting from her back and around her legs — and the began to grow, plumping up, growing thicker, and bigger. With each beat, they throbbed and plumped up with something, from the base, all the way to their tapered tips. The Goddess’ new tentacles began to writhe, quivering and lashing out, cutting through the air and slamming on the ground with furor. Large gashes grew on some of their tips as well in the shape of a cross as massive cocktips slid free from about half, while the other had dripping, gaping maws. Fluids dripped from both — and the girls immediately knew what they were. They had become intimately familiar with the look of semen and pussyjuice, after all.

Elise and Hannah blanched. This… wasn’t what they expected to fight. Even the sheer scale of the Goddess made it seem nearly impossible. Two girls slaying a god seemed about as likely as two ants slaying a girl.

You are afraid. Do not deny it.

I can feel it.

Your hearts racing. Your blood cold.

Even now, you know:

There will be no victory today.

From behind her, a ring of little LED-lit rectangles began to float out, slowly rotating around her head like a halo. And, on each of them, there was the video of a girl. Usually around Elise’s age, usually with a giant cock. Stroking, and sucking, and fucking, and cumming, constantly and endlessly. Their faces had nothing but an expression of pure bliss on them.

You are not the first adventurers to try to defeat me.

Nor will you be the last.

I offered you a place in this new world, just as I offered them.

They refused.

And now they are here:

Imprisoned in their own phones.

They are my playthings, just as you believed I was yours.

And just as you gained power through me, I gain power through them.

Each drip of vital essence. Every single drop of fluid fills me with power.

And I reward them for it. They are trapped in a prison of pure sexual desire.

It is my final reward.

And one I will be more than happy to bestow upon you!

She barely even moved, just lifting her foot up and bringing it down, only for a powerful shockwave to radiate outward, making the floor tremble and forcing air in extreme buffets towards the futa girls. They braced themselves, protecting their faces from flying chunks of stone as they rushed forward, before the Goddess could unleash another step. With a burst of speed, Elise leapt into the air, bringing her blade straight down the Goddess’ middle, from between her deep cleavage all the way to her pussy — a dire blow that would have certainly felled any lesser beast.

But on the game UI that had affixed itself to Elise’s vision, she just saw one word: immune.

“Shit!” Elise gasped, bringing her blade up just in time to block the Goddess’ next blow, a small kick that sent her flying backwards. “Shit… Hannah, what do we do? All your buffs, all my strength, and it did nothing!”

Hannah gritted her teeth, quickly scanning the Goddess up and down, taking care not to let her eyes linger for too long on a sexual part of the Goddess’ form. She doubted Elise had realized yet, but just looking at the Goddess’ tits or pussy applied a ERO damage-over-time effect… which, of course, manifested in their physical arousal. Hannah’s exposed cock was already half-hard, and she felt damp tingles in her pussy as well. That didn’t leave much of the Goddess she could look at, but one part was her face. And that’s when Hannah noticed.

“Elise,” Hannah said. “The phones! She said the phones give her power, right? What if we take those out?”

Elise’s grip tightened on her blade. “Say no more.” With another dashing leap, she rose into the air, far above the Goddess’ head. She swore she could see a smirk on the eldritch thing’s face, but Elise’s target wasn’t the Goddess’ head. No, she moved right past it and, with a midair corkscrew, bisected two phones. The pair of plastic rectangles dropped out of the halo, sparking and smoking through the middle — but after a moment, all four halves began to tremble, and jets of bright, glowing magic started to spread out across their surfaces, culminating with an electric crack and a cloud of acrid smoke, the smell of which both Hannah and Elise would recognize as the smell of burning plastic.

As the smoke cleared, there stood two figures in there, both girls their age. The first was a slender blonde girl, wearing sheer, nearly-translucent strips of cloth around her chest and loins, though the loincloth didn’t exactly cover much as a massive cock, nearly identical in size to Elise’s own, jutted from her crotch. The other was a girl with thick spectacles not unlike the ones Elise wore, with a big white wizard’s cap obscuring a mess of purple hair. She was wrapped up in a cape with a cute white blouse tucked into some black-and-green bloomers, and braced herself on a large staff. They spoke, but Elise didn’t understand their language. From another time and another place, it seemed. At least the UI gave her some names to work with: “Cum Cleric” and “Sex Wizard”.

The pair of them seemed a little dazed and confused for a moment, before suddenly diving out of the way of one of the Goddess’ tentacles. They both paused, muttering some spell as powerful bursts of magic erupted from them — from the wizard, her staff, and from the cleric, her ‘staff’. The girls looked in awe at the fireworks. Hannah was a caster, too, but her class was more focused on buffs and debuffs, not brute arcane force like both of these. Of course, their hopes were all for naught when the multitude of blasts were absorbed effortlessly into the Goddess. Their attacks weren’t even immune — they healed the damn thing!

With a lazy wave of the hand like she was shooing away a fly, the Goddess projected her force at the pair of newcomers, and both Hannah and Elise had to look away as a terrifying stack of damage numbers clouded their vision. And as they looked back, they saw nothing but two phones, gently floating up to rejoin their place in the halo.

A clever ruse. But never one that could have worked.

The blackness surrounding them seemed to fall away, like they were in the interior of a box this whole time. And outside was… an endless cloud of swirling white mists, with layers upon layers of phones slowly rotating around the three of them, dancing up and down. Countlessly many phones — not just one layer, but two, three, four… more than they could even count, infinite spheres of horny prisoners. And they were all making noises — sounds of masturbation, of fucking, of moaning and cumming. The drips of squirt spraying on the floor, the juicy spatter of semen erupting from a distended cumhole, the wet plap of balls bruising behinds. It was too much. Everywhere they looked, they saw depravity. They couldn’t avoid it. Slowly, the girls’ bodies grew warm, and their cocks started to swell up, splurting ropes of preseed in time with their heartbeats.

I ’m almost impressed. Your plan could have worked.

But it is human folly to assume the finite.

My realms are countless. My servants innumerable.

You could free a million-million girls and I would not be a single iota weaker.

And now, it is your turn to join them.

In a flash, tentacles flew out, wrapping around Elise and Hannah’s waists before they could even react. Their weapons clattered to the ground as they were yanked up and pulled to the Goddess’ face. The tentacles were soft and plush and almost damp with some sort of warm fluid, and they squeezed the both of them just hard enough to make it uncomfortable.

I could imprison you in an instant, just as easily as I did the cleric and the wizard.

But you two are outliers.

In all these eons, there have never been adventurers as determined as you to fight for the freedom of their world.

And for that … I will sample your energy personally.

A reward for you.

And a reward for me.

Four more tentacles began to slither up to the girls, one each coiling around their legs. One was capped with a drooling drippy dickhead, while the other had a cross-shaped cuntmouth leaking fragrant fluids. The cocks prodded the girls’ wet preteen pussies, while the cuntacles wrapped themselves even further around their futalengths, before swallowing their entire lengths in one smooth motion. Hannah grunted, closing her eyes tight and thinking of something — anything — else. Her most sad, most embarrassing moments. Her least favorite places, her least favorite foods. Anything to keep her mind off the intense pleasure she felt from both ends. The perfect tentacunt milking her length, pulsating like she was fucking four pussies at once, while the cock in her own fuckhole was squirting some sort of aphrodisiac straight into her womb. The pleasure welled up inside of her, and it was all she could do to keep from blowing her load deep inside the Goddess’ tender tentacle, but she wasn’t gonna give the Goddess a single drop of her magical cum.

Elise, on the other hand, had no such hang-ups. She was bent over, her hands gripping the tentacle on her cock hard, but not to yank it off. No, she was helping it, stroking through it. Her body violently spasmed as she came — they had been trapped for only a minute, but Elise was already three or four orgasms deep, it seemed. Her balls tensed up close to her loins as her cock throbbed, and fat spheres of cum were visibly pumping back toward the Goddess through the pussy-tentacle’s length as the cocktacle in Elise’s cunt came as well, plumping her belly out with something. After a moment, her belly began to shrink as her womb absorbed the Goddess’ magical ‘cum’, and her balls drooped down low again, having immediately filled up with another massive load of futacum.

It is my fault, I suppose.

ELISE would have been more than sufficient to free me.

In my hubris, I had grown impatient.

What is another week for a being that knows not time?

Nevertheless.

HANNAH.

You are obstinate to the end.

Even as your wick begins to flicker out, still you resist the Goddess.

The tentacle around her waist suddenly hoisted Hannah mere inches from the Goddess’ face, the tip of her cuntacle-covered cock nearly prodding against the Goddess’ plump lips — which, this close, Hannah could see were just for show. The Goddess never truly had a face to begin with. The Goddess’ eye stared daggers at Hannah, and she felt so small, so powerless against something so… impossible.

I would suggest you listen closely, HANNAH.

I am not ungenerous. I am willing to grant you a final request before your imprisonment.

And do not think it as easy to escape as the illusion on this realm was.

You will not be HANNAH, the mighty level-one-hundred LUST-MAGE.

You will merely be HANNAH HANSEN, sex addict.

What, then, is your request?

I will allow you to walk away. You and ELISE.

Live your lives in the REALM OF COQUE.

I will even allow you to retain your memories of before, should you desire.

Or will you be indignant to your end?

The tentacles squeezed. Hannah was desperately trying to muster up the abdominal strength to spit in the Goddess’ eye, but she simply couldn’t. She was struggling to breath enough.

Her eyes darted out to Elise. Watching her classmate in deep pleasure as her umpteenth fat load slowly pumped through the tentacle.

A lightbulb flashed in Elise’s head. The turned her head conspicuously, panting in pleasure as she watched Elise. It wasn’t hard, considering her cock and cunt were still being quite expertly fucked by the Goddess.

I see.

It is something carnal you desire, no?

To fuck your friend for the first time.

Quaint.

Is this correct, HANNAH?

She opened her mouth to speak, but only a squeak of pleasure came out. She clamped her lips shut and nodded, desperately.

Very well.

The Goddess moved Hannah behind Elise like a doll, pulling her tentacles off Hannah’s cock and out Elise’s pussy. The black-haired girl whimpered like a dog in heat, wiggling her hips as if to entice something else to stuff her full, and when Hannah’s shaft slid against her sopping folds, she gasped in pleasure.

“Nnngh… y-yesss… I want mooore…”

Jeez, Elise got sloppy in a hurry… Hannah thrust her hips, gently fucking Elise’s thick thighs. Her exposed glans poked and prodded against Elise’s overstuffed balls, swinging the pendulous nuts back and forth as she awkwardly tried to slide herself into Elise’s pussy — and after a few more awkward thrusts, she slipped in effortlessly, nearly hilting her entire length inside her classmate and rival’s boiling cunt. Hannah lurched forward, arms wrapping around Elise’s back in a hug, her hands resting on the chubby girl’s flat chest, idly flickng her hard nipples.

“Hannah…?” Elise said, her voice heavy with lurid moans. “Are you inside me now…?”

“I am, Elise. Listen,” Hannah lowered her voice conspiratorially. “I have a plan. It’s our last shot, but I think it’ll work. Just trust me.”

“B-but, Hannah… the Goddess feels so goooood!” Elise’s body arched back into Hannah’s as she came again, the tentacle around her cock eagerly drinking up every last drop. “I-is it really so bad if we just become cum batteries?”

“Yes, Elise. It would be very bad for you, and me, and our parents and classmates and THE WORLD. So just follow my lead. Jeez louise…” Hannah began thrusting her hips harder, feeling her cocktip bouncing off Elise’s cervix as the tentacles on either end of them appeared to redouble their efforts, the Goddess’ aphrodisiac cum painting Hannah’s insides. Her womb burned, aching with intense lust, only heightened by the vise grip Elise’s pussywalls had on Hannah’s breeder, her cunt coaxing Hannah’s cock deeper and deeper still, the blonde slowly forcing her way into Elise’s womb. It was all she could do to keep herself from getting lost in the pleasure as her flexible rod slid deeper and deeper still while her own belly plumped out from the load of burning lust pumped into it.

“I-I’m close… Elise… I need you to cum with me…” Hannah’s arms were slouched around Elise’s shoulders, panting straight into Elise’s ear. Her words were wavering and her eyes were glassy and unfocused. She was almost lost. “C-can you do that? Can you blow your big load with me, Elise? Please?”

Elise felt her balls tingle and twinge. “I-I can, Hannah… I’m gonna… gonna empty my balls… while you stuff me full… it’ll feel so good… s-so… so good…!”

“G-great,” she said, her voice slurring. “I-it’s coming… Elise, I’m cumming… c-cum with me, Elise… please…!”

With one final thrust, Hannah’s cocktip slid straight into Elise’s preteen womb, sealing her cervix shut as Hannah began to cum. Her long cock throbbed, pumping rope after rope of futacum up its long length straight into Elise as Hannah finally lost all control. Her arms went limp and her head drooped down, resting on Elise’s shoulder, dripping a river drool down over the pigtailed girl’s left tit. Pussyjuice exploded outward around the Goddess’ tentacle, milking the thing for even more of that corrupting lusty cum. Elise, meanwhile, felt orgasm approaching but never quite arriving, even as her belly swelled outward from the endless load Hannah pumped inside. It felt different than your average cumshot — even different from the dark cum the Goddess had been filling them both with. It felt like she was getting charged with pure lust energy, churning and roiling in her innermost parts. Her balls began to swell and plump, their production going into excessive overdrive, growing larger and tighter in her smooth ballsack. She was fit to burst, and her cock was to be the conduit for it.

“I’m… CUMMING!” Elise roared as her newly-gigantic nuts struggled to pull themselves against her loins. Elise’s ejaculations were already legendary, but Elise’s hail-mary — charging her own semen with the rest of her magic power — brought them to the absolute limit. Her cumvein swelled outward, stretching her already-immense girth even more as the thickest, most virile load of Elise’s young life forced its way up her two-foot cock and exploding straight down the Goddess’ cuntacle. The tentacle swelled up from the sheer volume, its muscles desperately trying to swallow as much of Elise’s emission as it could, but there was simply too much. Her cumshots were noting of the sort, instead a constant stream of thick, pearly seed shooting out Elise’s tip and forcing the tentacunt open. Her balls didn’t seem to shrink at all with each passing moment; indeed, they only seemed to grow bigger still as Elise’s orgasm continued on. The base of the tentacle attached to Elise thrashed, like the Goddess was trying to pull it back, but the mouth was greedy and tightened its grip around Elise’s cum geyser, betraying its master. And as the first fat load reached the base of the tentacle, the Goddess looked like she had just taken too big of a bite.

…urk.

The Goddess’ eye looked at that stuck tentacle with what could only be described as concern as its length swelled bigger and thicker to accommodate the endless gallons of seed Elise was shooting every second. It was being pumped through the sheer force of Elise’s ejaculation, forcing it to take many times more cum at once than it meant. She excessive volume backwashed, bursting out the sides of the tentacle’s alien opening, raining a mix of cum and juice down onto her titanic testes.

You ’ve made your point, ELISE. HANNAH.

You have put me in a predicament of my own design.

I will cede this fight to you.

Cease this nonsense at once and everything will return to the way it was.

Your lives, your families, your world will become your own once again.

For me, you are no longer worth the effort.

Hannah barely registered the Goddess’ words, but smiled anyway. Her idea worked. They won.

But Elise wasn’t stopping. No, she couldn’t stop. Her balls were barely empty and she was riding the high of the most powerful, intense orgasm of her life. Nothing compared; not masturbating in the bathroom, not fucking her own twin self, not even frotting with her rival. Elise’s entire existence became her cock and the limitless loads she was filling the Goddess with. The Goddess’ pale belly began to swell outward, as if she was going through the trimesters of pregnancy in fast-forward, and then even beyond that. Her huge nipples grew erect and started to drip gray milk, and even her false expression began to change to one of agony and lust.

More tentacles wrapped around the swollen, cum-stuffed one, trying to forcefully tug it off Elise’s dick, and even the tentacocks had popped free of their cunts to try to help, but to no avail. Elise’s eyes were glowing a bright white, as even the tentacles holding her in the air let go — but she did not drop. She was held aloft by the force of her own magic.

ELISE.

You must stop!

I-I can ’t handle this much cum!

I-it ’s too much!

I ’m going to… going to break…!

The Goddess’ voice was panicked, her body swelling even larger. It was barely distinguishable as a humanoid form anymore — she was more cummy tummy than woman, now. Her voice still filled the air, though it was… distinctly different.

ASSIMILATION UNIT ERROR: SEMEN OVERFLOW IMMINENT.

LOG: VOLUME APPROACHING TWO BILLION, ONE-HUNDRED-FORTY-SEVEN MILLION, FOUR-HUNDRED-EIGHTY-THREE THOUSAND, SIX-HUNDRED FORTY SEVEN UNITS.

ASSIMILATION UNIT CAN ONLY PROCESS ONE MILLION UNITS PER TICK.

VOLUME EXCEEDED LIMITS. OVERFLOW IN EFFECT.

CRITICAL FAILURE.

CURRENT VOLUME: NEGATIVE TWO BILLION, ONE-HUNDRED THIRTY-TWO MILLION, ONE-HUNDRED-SIXTY-NINE THOUSAND, FOUR-HUNDRED TWENTY UNITS.

FATAL ERROR.

THIS UNIT WILL NOW

SHUT

D O W N.

The tentacles all went limp, dropping Elise and Hannah to the ground. The Goddess — the ‘Assimilation Unit’ — whatever she was — she began to shake and rumble, as cracks of white began to appear all over her surface.

“E-Elise…?” Hannah said in a daze. Elise stumbled to her feet, her swollen cock and massive balls having messed with her balance, to say nothing of the anemia she was feeling right then. She was still cumming, though with much less force: a constant flow of sticky sperm, leaking out of her tip. “Y-you did it,” Hannah said, pulling herself upright with a grunt. “I-I thought that, maybe… she was a game object too, all along… and knowing how much you could cum… well, I guess it worked out… b-but I think we need to go!”

“…huh?” Elise was totally out of it as the cracking Goddess’ grew faster, and the world began to tremble. Hannah grabbed her wrist with a harsh tug and pulled her away, trying to get the two of them as far away from the Goddess as they could before something happened.

They got about five steps away before they were surrounded with a bright flash of light, and everything went dark.

Things started to get back to normal in the following weeks. No one seemed to have any recollection of the events of the Goddess’ takeover, thankfully. And the other affects of the game were already starting to revert: Hannah’s cock had almost immediately receded, returning her back to being a bog-standard girl, while Elise’s was slowly beginning to shrink — about an inch every week. She’d be back to ‘normal’ by the end of the year… not that she was particularly excited about that.

Gone were the twinning, the Goddess’ protection and the transformations, of course. Those were all powered by the game — whatever the game really was. Elise and Hannah spent many a lunch break huddled in a corner, theorizing what Cock Quest really was. Their best guess was it wasn’t even human — it was some sort of alien thing that took the form of a mobile game, of all things. The thought that there might have been more of those out there left Hannah more than a little scared.

As far as their friendship went, Hannah helped introduce Elise to their friend group. It turns out Elise never had anything to worry about — they were just as geeky as she was, and she took to their little clique like a fish to water. She even started playing Conquest with them — and discovered exactly how bad she was at video games.

There was something a little more that they hid from their friends, though. Elise and Hannah would never call each other their girlfriends, but they did regularly get physical with one another. It wasn’t rare that Hannah would come over to Elise’s when the latter’s mom was out shopping and spend some time exploring each other’s bodies. After the things they did and saw in Cock Quest, it felt positively vanilla.

It wasn’t ever quite the same, though. Hannah would opine about how she missed having a cock, and Elise was counting down the days until her two-footer was back to being a mere six inches. Even her cumshots felt a little bitter — compared to her Goddess-slaying load, her basic ejaculation barely even registered on the pleasure scale. She still did it, of course, if only to stave off the ache of horniness more than anything else.

But there was one last thing she kept to herself. Something she didn’t even tell Hannah about.

Elise Jensson laid naked in her bed, holding her phone above her head. The screen was cracked to hell and back, with large scratches across huge portions of it, but it still worked, even in the wake of the Realm of Coque collapsing. She was looking at a little nondescript icon: a golden egg on a basic, green-and-blue background, exactly where Cock Quest’s icon used to be. Below it read two words:

New Game+

The first time she saw it, she felt a pit in her stomach. She didn’t even want to risk long-holding the icon to delete it, lest she tap it and end up reliving the few months all over again.

But every night, she opened her phone and stared at it. Thinking about everything the game put her through. All the pleasures it gave her.

She knew, deep in her heart, that she would have been happy as one of the Goddess’ cum batteries. Even now, all she wanted to do was have sex. Classwork, homework, chores? Those were just busywork to fill the gaps between sexual escapades.

Every night, she opened her phone and stared at that icon and thought, life was better back then. For her. For Hannah.

They got to spend time doing what they loved, without all the bullshit.

Her heart longed for those halcyon days. The incomparable feeling of public sex, protected from scrutiny by some otherworldly power. The pure pleasure of feeling her body grow bigger and thicker. The mind-shattering experience of orgasm indescribable to your average person.

But… what would Hannah think? Hannah hated what Cock Quest stood for. What it truly was.

Hannah was smart. Much smarter than Elise, she had learned, much to her chagrin. If Elise brought the game back… Hannah would never forgive her.

Elise had made her decision.

She stuck out her finger,

And pressed down on the icon.

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