novelzi Ch 1.51: Threes
Ch 1.51: Threes
Ch 1.51: Threes
[Elaina Weaver has achieved level 3]
Skill Gained: [Good Girl] - Rank 1 - Passive: User may declare herself the property of another party member by telling them “I’m your good girl.” User must obey commands from her owner relating to her own aspects and skills at all times. User may be used as a conduit for her owner’s aspects and skills. When obeying a direct command from her owner or otherwise servicing her owner, User may, with permission, utilize her owner’s power boosting skills and mana.
Skill Enhanced: [Pain Response] - Rank 2 - Passive: Converts a {moderate} amount of pain to arousal.
Elaina blushed just at the thought of that first skill. The gods certainly have a sense of humor, and they’re laughing at me from all the way up in the stars. That one would require testing, and gods only knew if she’d be able to muster up the courage to actually use it, but an enhanced [Pain Response] was immediately useful, more of the aches from her various injuries fading and wetting her sex instead, a wetness that at least wouldn’t be visible in the dark storm. Or it would have been dark at least, though light was currently erupting from the crystal dust circling Tira, coming from the orb she held as Myriala flew at both of them.
“No you don’t,” Elaina said, shackling the woman’s leg and attaching it to a tree. It wouldn’t hold forever, but hopefully would long enough for Tira to get her bearings again.
“Armory subsystem active,” the System’s voice said, “commencing gear dispersal to new User Tira Strask.” The glittering dust danced around the woman as she covered herself, school uniform disappearing as her body began to glow, the light slowly fading away from top to bottom and revealing a bright pink, leather bodysuit, Tira’s breasts pushed up and out by a series of black ties going down a deep v-shape from her chest to her navel, the suit tapering to a terribly small crotch at the bottom and being finished off with a pair of knee-high black leather boots. The newly classed woman was left standing there in all leather, holding the black and pink handle of bullwhip with a rope made of what could only be crystal threads.
It took Elaina a moment to stop gawking, to redirect her thoughts towards Tira’s class and the task at hand.
Tira Strask
System Hierarchy: [User]
Class: Sadist Striker
Level: 2
Aspects:
“No,” Tira said, scanning the treeline as well. “Elaina, I think I have a fucking class!”
“Yeah, I know, me too.” Gods, she has to be somewhere. She’d be back too, not willing to abandon two System cores. It pained her to admit it to herself, but they needed every advantage they could get. “Listen, uhm, you’re my owner by the way; I’m your good girl!”
Elaina didn’t feel any different, but Tira shouted out, “What did you just say? Wait what the fuck is that feeling!” which indicated that it must have worked, whatever her new skill was going to do.
“Listen, she’ll be back, and there’s not a lot of time to explain. Just toss that crystal to me.” Better Elaina hold it since she was aware of the consequences of losing it, after all.
“Sure,” Tira said, tossing the orb underhanded, it going a pitifully far amount before falling to the ground. “Wait, that should’ve—”
“Please refrain from dropping me, and it is futile attempting to use your aspect on me directly, Miss Strask.”
“Did it just fucking talk!”
Elaina reached out for the net that she still had on the System, pulling it up and into her bag. “Yes, now keep an eye out!”
Thunder still cracked overhead as rain fell into the clearing, each strike sending a bit of arousal down towards Elaina’s legs in place of the fear that should have been wracking her mind. I can’t believe I’m fucking naked out here. It wasn’t like Tira hadn’t seen her nude before, but it was still humiliating given the circumstance.
She couldn’t help but think back to that first night, stripped down in the same clearing. Despite how terrible that experience had been, she’d gained power because of it. And gods, if she thought she’d reached her maximum power before, because right now she felt unstoppable, untouchable. She was literally at a whole other level now, still with the maximum boost from [Humiliation Factor], only missing the extra from [Personal Restraint]. It’ll be good to get an idea of my capabilities.
She locked herself in place, feeling the surge of energy that was her mana well growing even more potent. Yeah, this’ll do. Once Myriala was back, she was going to be in for a rude awakening. Tira and Elaina together would be a match for the Red Order member, as soon as she was stupid enough to show her face again.
But the next thing that flew through the trees wasn’t Myriala, but instead a large stone, large as Elaina’s head and hurtling towards that same head at terrifying speed as she was still locked in place by [Personal Restraint].