This is part 3 of Love After Death in a New World. I hope you have enjoyed it so far. This part will be a little long and heavy on world-building and light on sexual activity, but I hope that it sets up a richer overall story. Now, back to our story.
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I woke up with the sun shining on my eyes from a small open-in window curtain. It was still early due to the color of the light. It still had that orangish-red glow when the sun had just come up. I looked down to see that May was still sleeping for now, so I tried not to move. That's when it hit me; the voice from last night said I should try to look at my status. Closing my eyes, I thought 'status' and then popped up. A list of my skills, as well as a description of what they do. There was no shock as I knew what skills I had as well as what they most likely did based on what I knew of Fantasy RPGs in my world. It did make me wonder as they all had a level to them, but all were at level one except for one. Then I saw the skill, Valentino, it was at level two. I opened the window to read it.
Skill - Valentino lv.2
User can learn to turn on or off the ability to produce offspring at their choice.
Boost to the user's sexual skills through the aid of God(s) and Goddess (s) of love lv 2 (5%)
Gives advice to user to assist with opposite sex. lv 1
Let the User talk to and influence interested sexual partners to a higher degree. lv 1 (2%)
Was I reading this right, or was this a joke? Just in case, I picked a different skill to see if it read the same way.
Skill Water Magic lv 1
The user can throw a small amount of water up to 1m. Available at lv. 1
Looking over what I knew, my skills had to be based on their use. While I had not used water magic, I had sex, so I guess that's why Valentino was at level 2. I also wonder if I got a new skill at each level or if it was like most RPGs that I had played before and was based on the skill itself. I thought the last two for Valentino sounded alike, but I could see one was for interested sexuals partners with the word influence meaning to take more control of the person. The other just advised on women but did not mention it had to be in a sexual way.
At that moment, I heard a knock at the door. Opening my eyes, I saw May get up and walk to door withot not even covering herself, I had to say seening May ass in morning light made it look even more fantastic than night before in bath.
When she opened the door, there stood Molly looking into the room, "Good morning, this wake-up call you asked for May. Do you mind if I come in?"
May said, "That's up to you, Molly. Who is all here this morning?"
"It's just Helga downstairs right now; she keeps an eye out for me. Everyone else will not be in till this afternoon," said Molly while looking at me.
May looked at Molly. "Well, I am sure I know why you are the one who gave us our wake-up call, and he doesn't have time for that this morning. Look, I'm sure he will be set up in a permanent place here soon. I'm just not sure where or when yet. If we can get something to eat this morning, I am sure I can talk into letting you come out when he is all set up to have some fun with you, then. I will be staying with him for a while, so you can tell Max you're coming to stay with me as a cover," she said while turning her head and winking at me.
With a mad pouty face, Molly went, "I don't know what you're talking about. I am only here to give you a wake-up call. I might take you up on that offer, just let me know when you are ready for me to come see the two of you May. I will go see what I can scrounge up for you two to eat this morning."
"Ok, you have yourself a deal, Molly. I will let you know as soon we are set up," Mey said with a smile on her face.
With that, Molly left the room and closed the door behind her. I was sure that I had just missed something, but I was not sure if what I heard was right. It sounded like Molly was coming for me. I mean, she was beautiful, don't get me wrong, but I was not sure how that would work for her being a centaur. I thought it best just to ask May if I had just heard what I had just said.
"May, did what just happen what I think happened? Did you just send Molly out the room after she came to look for me? Two, you said a permanent place, and three, how does that work? I mean a man and female centaur," looking at May.
Laughing, May said, "Oh, it's that sweet. Someone has to have the bird and bee talk about how a male loves a female centaur. To answer your question, when a centaur or half-human being falls in love or sexual desire, it all depends on whom they are falling for. For Molly, it would depend on when she had gotten to the point where her body was ready for sex with a fully human male. Her body would transform fully into a human female body. If it was for matting for life, she would stay fully human; if it was just for sex, she would transform back into a centaur unless she ended up pregnant. Any half-human race woman who has sex with human males and ends up pregnant knows right way because they will stay that way till after the baby is born and sometimes permanently. No matter if they are centaurs, mermaids, minotaur, or the like. Only a sub-race of minotaur nicknamed Milkmaids don't transform, but they look and act fully like human females. The main difference is they produce a lot of milk, and they can have light print patterns like cows on their skins, and a small few have horns. I might add they phat ass if I might add. They are treated just like full livestock animals, even most minotaur sees them as an abomination since they were scientifically made and engineered that way by group of scientists before the last great war and are not natural to this world."
It shocked me to think of different races and how they had sex. As well as how cruel this world could be at times. When May said we were going to see livestock yesterday, was Milkmaids what she was hinting at? From the way she said Phat and not fat, she talked about them. I had a feeling as well that she didn't look down on them, but I had to ask.
"May, are we going to the barn this morning to buy Milkmaids for my farm?" I asked in a soft tone of voice.
"Yes, yes, we are, among other things. I know this might be one of the hardest things for you to do in this world, but it can go one of three ways," May said in a harsh voice and gave me a list of reasons.
Once you don't get any Milkmaid, you have to have a herd of cows, maybe 25 to 30 times the number of Milkmaid you would need. Also, the milk is not as nutritious or sweet.
Two, you get a few Milkmaid to start, and you could treat them like dirt, use them for milk as well as sexually abuse them to do what you want like a lot of people do, but from what I read and learned about you, I doubt that.
Three, you get a few Milkmaid for now. Not only would you have a good supply of milk coming in, but you would also have help hands around the house, good friends, and you find a few who willingly want to have some sexual fun with you. I will tell you that Milkmaids treat right most of the time have very high sex drives. I'm not telling you what to do.
"I know how they do on my family's small farm. We always have fresh milk, and they helped keep the farm in check. Heck, most of them are more civilized than most humans can be. Also, they have a very high sexual drive, I might add, if tread right by their master. I will be honest; a Milkmaid was the first female I was with, and she holds a special place in my heart. She is still on the family farm and has a good life, unlike most of her kind," she finished, with a happy smile on her face.
That kind of made me mad to think May and her family would own Milkmaids as well as May had sex with one. Did she force her like I had heard others do?
"How is this right? I mean, did you force her to be with you? I am trying not to be mad, but this just sounds completely wrong." I told May.
"To be honest, it is wrong, but it's the only way. If not for their role in this world, they would be completely erased after the last great war, and yet there are still people who think they should be. One of the sad truths in this world is not everything is fair even in this world that 'God's' we live in. This is just one of them, and like it or not, some species are only allowed to live because they fulfill a role. Wood Elves, like myself, are one of them. Most of my kind keep forests healthy and keep wild creatures at bay from most major cities. We also produce our clothes and music for the elite or to help things grow faster through our magic use. It is one reason that wild wood elves are used as slaves on farms. I'm lucky in a way that as an abandoned child, a loving family took me in. I wouldn't change anything about my family." May said with tears in her eyes.
May continued by saying, "No, I didn't force her; my parents would disown me if I did anything like that. They got her and the other Milkmaid that we have due to my dad saving them; if not, they would be killed otherwise. A local farmer who owned them died, and his son who inherited the farm was against having them. As he put it, he didn't want 'engineer freaks' on his farm and didn't care that most of them were his half sisters. My father spoke to him and said that we would take them in. They got them not too long after taking me in, so she and I mostly grew up together. She, my siblings, and I would all play together when we were younger. Being about the same age, we just grew close."
This information hit me in the gut. Made me think of how much I knew of May. I knew she had read my whole life file and other names. She was an Elf, a bodyguard, and a little of a sexual freak. I knew nothing else about her before now. Now I knew she had been abandoned as a child and adopted. That she had siblings and that her kind was looked down on.
"I am sorry, May, I didn't know about all that. I wouldn't have guessed all of that about you. There is a lot of this world I don't know and would never have thought was possible. I will try to keep an open mind to all of this," I said to May with my head down.