Pompeys Asscension Ch 03

"So, your telling me that I'm not even close to being late, as the orientation starts in another hour, and this

specific

stagecoach has been doing this to newly arrived porks going to the orientation?"

"Yep." Said the driver. "It sorta a tradition tha I had to embrace, though me boss hates it cause it mess with ma schedule."

"A...and the other porks on board?"

"Ordinary folks goin thru their lives, just told em bout ma plan and they went long with it just fine."

Pompey puts two of her hands on her hips and one on her nose.

"Look, I had... a very good time, but my clothes are all soaked with... you know what, I can't go to the orientation like this."

"No worries, miss. I dropped you off at the side of the building. There is a bath house right inside, so you can wash the sploog away.

Pompey looks down to see that her body is absolutely drenched, head to hoof, with both male and female bodily fluids. She can't deny that it would be 10 times better to have slightly wet clothes than to waltze in like she just came out of a bukkake.

With a huff, Pompey looks up at the coach. "Fine. Thanks for the... experience." She says it in a slightly sarcastic tone.

The coachman puts on a big, dumb smile showing that he is missing half of his teeth. "Welcome, girl. And have fun at the oreotation."

With that, he whips his centipedes and goes back onto the main road. Pompey waves with her three right hands goodbye, then turns to look at the building.

Like everywhere else, the structure was made of wood and stone, but this one is massive and has stone pillars that hold up a portico that covers the entire outside of the building.

Pompey heads inside through the door and finds herself in a dark hallway with no windows or torches. Porks have very keen eyesight in the dark, so they don't usually care into putting much light inside their buildings.

She looks at a wall and sees two painted arrows, one pointing towards the center of the building with the word "courtyard" above it and another going the opposite way, which says "bathhouse."

Pompey follows the bathhouse arrow until she makes it to a pair of double wooden doors and heads inside.

To Pompey's surprise it is filled with giant stone baths attached to the surrounding walls. The baths go up to her waist, and are filled with flowing water from an unknown source. She is also shocked to see the bathhouse completely empty, though she assumes it makes sense because the orientation must have closed the entire building.

Pompey strips off her clothing and climbs over the side of one of the baths. She starts dipping her foot in slowly. The water was surprisingly warm, and the constant flow of the water was slow enough to not make her worry about being swept away. But as she went deeper and deeper, she eventually had to let go of the sill and jump in, to her surprise, the bath is much deeper than she anticipated, she dipped her body underwater to see if she can touch the bottom, but it is so deep that she would have to swim 10 feet just to reach the bottom.

Eventually she finds the soap on the side and begins scrubbing her smooth skin. Once she is clean, she climbs back out of the tub and grabs her shirt and shorts, puts them in the water, and scrubs them with the same soap. Once done, she takes a bunch of towels, dries both herself and her clothes, and puts her clothes back on.

Pompey stops for a minute. She feels her waist and realizes that her shorts are a little harder to put on. "Huh, thats weird she thinks before deciding to move on

Pompey heads out from the bathhouse to the hall and starts heading towards the center of the building. She makes it to the very end of the hall and opens the double wooden doors to find herself in an open area that is surrounded by the building itself. She also sees the other porks that have ascended with her hanging around a bunch of seats that are in front of a stage that is sticking out of the building.

She goes into the crowd, nervously walking by everyone, until she accidentally bumps into someone. practically smashed their faces together.

"Ouch!"

Once the pain subsides, Pompey looks up.

"Hoon... Billis?"

Hoon recovers and looks up as well.

"Oh, hey Pompey," Hoon says casually.

"Pompey! It's been a while." Says Billis.

Hoon is a close friend to Pompey; she has the weirdest body Pompey has seen in pork.

That's because there is absolutely nothing about Hoon that is remarkable. She's just 5 foot female pork with fairly gray skin, no extra limbs, no lack of limbs, no weird body shapes. Nothing about her stands out.

A true oddity to all porks.

Billis is standing right next to Hoon, he is a very energetic male pork. He is a tour, with the first half being normal, but his lower half is that of a wild boar, though he is only 5 feet in height.

Billis speaks "Hey Pompey, the three of us were just talking waiting for the orientation to start."

"Three?" Pompey asks when she suddenly feels a slap from her butt. She yelps, turns her head and looks down, to see Rarae, who is laughing at her.

"Yeah, Pompey, all three of us were talking about our numbers."

RaRae is a 3-foot pink female pork with a thickly stacked body. Breast the size of her head and butt with each each cheek being the size of a watermelon.

Rarae has a history of slapling her friends circles around Pompey, causing her head to be directly aligned with Pompey's crotch. Without thinking, Rarae grabs onto Pompey's thighs.

Rarae giggles a little. "Geez Pompry, have you been putting on some pounds? Your ass jiggles a little more now."

"WHAT!" Pompey says looking down at her self, but before she could get a good look Rarae responds.

"Relax I'm just messing with you." She says as she slides her hand on Pompey's thigh. Pompey shudders a little from the sensation.

Rarae walks over to the other two and Hoon ask "So, Pompey, has your number changed at all?"

"Ma... my number?" She says it with a stutter while trying to shake off Rarae who is still touching her.

Hoon ask "Yes Pompey, your number. What is it right now."

Pompey looks down at her wrist and freezes, she almost dosent want to say it.

"My uh... my number is now 98."

Hoon stops smiling and stares at Pompey blank faced while Billis does the same. Rarae lets go of Pompey and just looks at her with her mouth agape. Both Rarae and Billis have no idea what it means, but they are nevertheless flabbergasted that Pompey's number is down at all. Hoon on the other hand, knew exactly what this meant:

Pompey

of all porks had sex in less then 24 hours since coming to the realm.

Billis is about to speak up again when, all of a sudden, they hear a horn coming from stage. The group turns to look to see a massive assed pork with ginormous ears blowing a shell-like objectz. There is also mysterious blue cloak figure standing right next to her.

The woman puts down the shell on a table and begins to speak. "Okay everybody, welcome to the orientation. We're going to be starting soon, so I need all of you to go to any open seat in like 10 minutes so that we can..."

The announcer then watches in amazement as she sees the young porks quickly and efficiently get to their own seats in less than a minute. Pompey is one of the first, but at the cost of not sitting near her friends.

"Well... alright, I always forget how... disciplined porks that recently came from the last realm are."

She clears her throat and begins.

"Welcome everypork to your new home. As you might have guessed, this realm is in no way the same as the last one you just came from. This orientation is organized every time a new batch of arrivals comes. So that we can explain everything to you to make you feel more prepared for the future."

She then turns to the blue cloaked figure. "Now, Xillis, if you will."

The crowd then sees the blue-robed creature raise a glossy-looking hand out of their robe. Their hand then begins to glow a yellowish hue, and a noise could be heard that sounded like a rattle. The audience watches in awe as they see a set of giant green boards with white writing and/or pictures written on each of them.

One of the boards floats close to the announcer lady, and the orientation begins.

***

During the orientation, she would go on to explain all the rules of the world in very broad detail. How the oceans exist, why the sky changes color, how the economy works, what to eat and what not to eat. All of the information is covered in just about two hours. All the while, the boards of information would float away or to her whenever she changed subjects.

While everypork was a student very recently, paying attention for very long amounts of time is not a very pork thing to do. Except for Pompey, who is staring at the speaker like all the information is going to be on a test. She absorbs every word coming from the speakers mouth; she even regrets not bringing a notebook to write all of this stuff down.

About 3 hours in, and the crowd is starting to get antsy. The woman has yet to talk about their numbers, and it's starting to bother the audience. In their old realm, it was never explained why they had the number 100 on their left wrist, but no one questioned it because it didn't do anything. Now all of a sudden, porks are finding themselves or their friends numbers lower than 100, and some are curious as to what it all meant.

Eventually a male pork reaches his hand into the air... like 20 feet into the air. The speaker notices and calls out to him.

"Yes, dearie, what is it?"

"So, are you telling us about the sex thing or what?"

Pompey then hears a few people murmuring to themselves; she could swear she also heard a few giggles.

The speaker is a little taken back, but she nevertheless steadies herself.

"Yes... the sex thing... I suppose we can skip ahead; it's probably on your minds more than anything right now."

The speaker then nods to the blue cloaked figure, who once again raises their yellow glowing hand, causing a set of green floating boards to get near the speaker, these boards have drawings are a little more familiar to Pompey, causing her to blush a little.

The speaker clears her throat and begins, "As you all know, we are in this realm for a reason; you were in the last realm to learn how to be a morally good pork and to become a greater and smarter individual than you already are. But in this realm, you are here for something entirely different, something that is completely inappropriate for your last lives but is supposedly the ultimate goal here. Your purpose in this realm is to achieve pleasure.

The crowd begins to murmur amongst themselves; they are very confused, some have no idea what this even means.

"Yes, yes, I know that you are all very shocked by this news, but please let me continue."

She then goes on to explain how sex works in this world. Not in crude detail, but enough for some porks to start blushing. Pompey looks around the crowd and sees a lot of porks putting their hands over their laps.

"You all came into this realm with the number 100 on your left arm; when you have sex, you get stimulated; once stimulated enough, you will achieve an orgasm; and finally, when you have an orgasm, your number will go down by one..."

Pompey looks down at her arm, 98, this means that the time with Amada and the time on the stagecoach both caused her number to shrink down one time each.

"And finally, if your number reaches 0, then you ascend to the next realm."

This causes commotion in the crowd Some porks begin to freak out; they just got to this new realm, and some people have already likely achieved multiple orgasms.

The speaker brings her hands up to quiet the crowd. "Now, everyone, calm down. I know this is a lot of information to take in, but don't worry; you more than likely are not even going to ascend."

A certain green board floats down to her, which has a picture of a stick figure surrounded by a bunch of arrows each; each arrow has +10 written above the side of them and points to a different stick figure that was a little different.

"You see, you can't just have sex with 1 pork 100 times and be done with it. There is a maximum number of times your number can go down for each species, at which point any more sex will not decrease it; this number is 10."

Pompey sighs in relief, which causes a few porks to turn to look at her some are grinning. She quickly catches herself and smiles at them, blushing a little.

"This means that if you are to continue to have sex with only porks, your number will only go down to 90."

The speaker then says, "If however you wish to ascend, you will live 50 years in the realm, then die and go back to the last realm you were just in."

The crowd is now murmuring as she talks, she constantly snaps her fingers at them to keep them on track as she talks clearly getting more annoyed with each interuption.

"But there is something else that you need to understand. For each and every time you achieve an orgasm it does more then than bring your number down. Depending on what species you are, your body will change, as your number gets lower.

The crowd was dead silent, listening very closely.

"

And for porks, our butts get bigger each time we orgasm.

"

The crowd is in breaks into shambles; porks that have already had sex are checking their behinds to see if they are bigger. Pompey does the same; she notices that her ass now stands about a good half an inch more than it used to.

She then gets a revalation. Her pants! Her pants were loose this morning. She quickly puts her finger at the seam and comes to realize they fit perfectly now.

Pompey began hyperventilating; she pieced together that sex was causing her number to go down. But changing her body? What if it's permanent?

In a moment of panic, she shoots her arm straight into the air, the top left one that has her number.

The speaker notices Pompey's hand. "Yes, young porklet."

Pompey sees a bunch of people turn around to look at her; she puts her hand down quickly; she feels as if there are a hundred eyes glued on to her... mostly thanks to one of them having 20 eyes at least.

"I um... Is it a uh... is ... is..."

The speaker stares at her, confused with her giant ears twitching. "Yes, what is it, girl?"

"Is... is... it permanent?"

Pompey immediately regrets asking her question.

"I mean... I'm just wondering for in case any... I... you know..."

The crowd is just staring at Pompey; some are murmuring with amongst each other; in fact, Pompey swore she could hear some porks snickering.

Incredibly embarrassed Pompey puts all her hands into her face; seeing this, the speaker quickly decides to help out Pompey.

BOOM

The crowd quickly looks forward again to see that the speaker has slammed her butt down on the stage, causing a massive clap to be heard.

"YES!" She says she is standing up again with surprising little effort despite her size.

"When you achieve an orgasm, the effects are permanent for

everyone

. Sure, you can do some kind of spell to reduce your size temporarily, but the bottom line is that it's all irreversible.

Everyone is in dead silence; the speaker thinks about how she made it sound so terrifying, but she didn't care; she's just glad she could divert everyone's attention away from the innocent pork.

"Speaking of which, I think it is time that we resume back to what we were discussing before we got deterred from the

sex

thing, which was magic..."

As the speaker continues, Pompey is now too deep in thought to pay attention. Mortified with what she did. She's now thinking about what others are thinking about her. A million voices are in her head conflicting with one another, making her feel worse and worse as the orientation continues.

Eventually, the orientation ends, and the speaker thanks everyone for coming, stating that they are free to leave through the entrance that everyone originally came through.

Pompey snaps out of it and quickly gets up from her seat, overwhelmed with emotion; she tries to hold back tears and make it out the main entrance with everyone else.

"Pompey!"

Pompey looks behind her and sees her friends walking to her. Hoon specifically is catching up faster.

She doesn't want to be seen like this, so she acts like she didn't hear them and continues walking, but she eventually has to stop. She can't get out; the exit is blocked by the huge crowd that is funneling out very slowly.

Pompey looks behind her again. Hoon is almost here.

"Don't cry, Pompey."

She says to herself.

"Don't cry..."

She feels a hand on her shoulder.

"Pompey, we want to talk to you about..."

Hoon looks Pompey's face.

"Pompey, are you all right?"

The other two catch up and the trio see that Pompey's eyes are very watery and red. She is trying very desperately to hold back a sniffle.

Quickly, Hoon reaches for one of Pompey's hands, and the group brings her over to a quiet wall in the courtyard, where they then brought her into a hug. To which Pompey starts crying.

***

The group decides to bring Pompey somewhere secluded inside the building; they eventually find a restaurant-like area with a cafeteria; luckily, it's empty like the rest of the building.

The group keeps Pompey company until she is able to calm down; after a few minutes, Hoon decides to speak up.

"So Pompey, you want to talk about what happened?"

Pompey nods her head, "Yeah, I'm ready."

With a deep breath, she begins, "I was just overwhelmed with learning all that information; I had no idea that I was changing my body like that; if I had known sooner, then I would have been more careful."

Rarae and Billis look at each other; they have no idea what to do to make Pompey feel better.

Pompey looks down at her hand, feeling the weight of her actions, when suddenly another pork's wrist is shoved into her view.

Pompey blinks; it's Hoons number.

"96?"

Pompey looks up at Hoon, who is slightly blushing with a big grin on her face.

Pompey speaks, "I... uh... wow, oh my goodness."

Hoon nods her head in agreement.

"Yeah... when I first got to this realm, I moved into a house that was having a party at the time, and... lets just say that they were willing to share me around."

"Share you?" Chimes in Rarae. "What do you mean by that?"

Billis leans over to Rarae and starts whispering into her floppy ear. Rarae shows a little confusion, then her eyes start bulging out of her head."

"Oh," Rarae says casually.

They all just sit there dead silent for a few seconds.

Until Pompey can't hold it in anymore and starts laughing, she tries to hold it in, but the others start to laugh too.

Eventually they all calm down, and Hoon takes her hand and puts it on Pompey's.

"Listen, they told me the consequences of my choice, but I still chose to do it. Because I really wanted to know what it's like. And it's okay if you don't want to change your body anymore, but don't beat yourself up with what already happened."

Pompey looks down. She begins to think about how nice her first and second times were. How great it is to connect to everyone in such a powerful way. Especially since she always struggled to find connections to people in the past.

"Hoon?"

"Yes Pompey"

"I think I am alright with the changes."

The group then gets around into a hug and holds tightly together; they hold this position for about 5 minutes before they let go. Pompey lets out a sigh of relief to get until Billis speaks up.

"So when are we going to have sex?"

The group goes dead silent, so Rarae chimes in.

"Yeah, I mean, you two made it sound so cool, and we are wondering if you could, you know, teach us... right, Billis?"

Billis nods his head in agreement, "Yeah, you can't tease us with all this drama and then not

share

it."