Mines of Sonhadra - Stage 08

(Fair Warning ~ This gender swapped, action/adventure, sci-fi hentai litRPG features elements of non-consensual sex, sex with aliens and giant bugs, monsters and other non-humans, tentacle stuff, seduction, coercion, dominance and submission, male/female sex and however you want to classify the gender-swapped sex...on top of the violence, fantasy elements, and plot stuff... Or it may not...every chapter's a little different. If you're still in...please enjoy and thanks for reading! Before we get rolling, I'd like to send a very special THANK YOU to everyone who comments, sends feedback and enjoys my writing! It's such an honor just to be read and even more so that you all take the time to send such positive feedback! Thanks to you all so much! ~Karin Mac)

Stage 2-8: Boss Battle -- Devil Seth

HORNY DEVIL PASS -- CLEARED!! Appeared above my head.

WELL DONE!

By then Sonhadra's two suns were starting to dip towards the horizon, and I was laying in the sand staring up at the blue sky. The numbness of a fading orgasm tingled over the feminine curves of my body. I took another moment, letting my mind clear before sitting up. The bowl-shaped clearing was quiet now, the slate gray mountains reaching up on either side of me as if watching to see what I'd do next. A hot wind kicked up dusty clouds as I got back my feet.

Near one of the boulders scattered around, I saw a white box with a red cross on it. It was floating over the spot where Draknut had died. I walked over and grabbed it. The MED PACK dissolved into my palm, spreading a warm glow up my arm and through my chest as it restored my health points (HP: 65).

Unfortunately, it didn't restore my clothes, which meant I was still naked except for my purple half-jacket, high heeled boots and the belt and holster slung across my curvaceous hips. Not that that covered anything.

I took my time crossing the clearing, fiddling with my jacket as I went. After straightening it out, I zipped it up and managed to tuck my big breasts into it. I knew they wouldn't stay once the action started back up, but at it was something for now. As a man I'd never have given a second thought to running around without a shirt. It was interesting to realize how quickly having a pair of tits had made me self-conscious of it. Was it yet another impulse the game was implanting in my mind? Was it just my own societal expectation that women were supposed to keep their breasts covered? Maybe it was just that they were big and bouncy, and since I hadn't developed them naturally, I was aware of every single jiggle and bob as I walked around.

Pushing those thoughts out of my head, I thought back to my encounter with Draknut. He had told me the CHAMPION was dead. It must have been Eyla and Crowther that killed him. After all, the last I saw they were facing off with him and a crew of ZAUKs. Relieving, even exciting as that thought was, I still had no idea where they might be now or how to find them.

On the opposite side of the clearing, the trail curved a final time and I reached a row of ramshackle buildings. They were barely more than sheds really, but beyond was a familiar location. I didn't need DEVIL'S MINES to flash through my periphery to recognize the dusty valley I'd been brought to after being captured by the ZAUKs.

Once again, I could see the masses of ZAUK miners milling about. Mostly they were carrying pickaxes or pushing wheelbarrows in and out of holes in the mountainous walls of the valley. At the far end I noticed five air ships like the ones that had been used in the train robbery mission I'd failed. They were parked in a line next to a bigger building that looked straight out of an old western movie. It was two stories, with patchy weathered walls that may have been colorful once but had spent years being sand blasted by the wind. A wide porch stretched across the front of the building, with a rickety awning that looked like it might collapse at any moment. There were two ALPHA Zauknoids patrolling that, both wearing hodgepodge armor and carrying those odd rifles that were shaped like huge tuning forks.

At this end of the valley, I was hiding behind a row of three identical sheds. I could hear MOBs moving around on the other side. Just across the way was one slightly larger shack. There was an ALPHA stationed by the door to that building as well.

I scanned the DEVIL'S MINES for any sign of Eyla or Crowther. Maybe I could find them lurking somewhere or skirting the edges of the valley same as me. The entrance to the Breeding Pits was maybe halfway between my row of sheds and the big building. Not surprisingly, I didn't see any sign of them.

The big building was probably Devil Seth's HQ. I had no idea if I was ready for a boss battle yet, but I didn't know where else to look for a map or any information on my friends. I also had

no idea

how I was going to make it to the other side of this valley with one charge left in my Plasma Pistol. Even at my sexiest I doubted I could seduce an entire valley of ZAUKs.

As I considered my next course of action, it occurred to me that this was still a video game. I was looking at the boss level, which meant there almost

had

to be a way for me to gather supplies. What was in these sheds?

I crept along the side and peaked around the front to see what enemies I was dealing with. More ZAUKs were ambling to and from the three sheds. They seemed to be picking up or dropping off their tools. Glancing at my own dainty hands, I doubted that I could even lift one of the pickaxes. With my nonexistent CQC skills, I'd certainly never be able to wield one as a weapon.

It wasn't too difficult getting to the other side of the valley to investigate the other shack. All of the mining was happening further in, so I was able to circle a little further out and hurry across without being noticed. Creeping up to the building, I found an open window on the side. Fortunately, I had a high agility score, so climbing through it wasn't a problem. Inside I found almost exactly what I was looking for: weapons.

There were crates stacked along the walls, some of which were labelled "Boom" and had pictures of bombs painted on them. There was a whole row of those tuning fork rifles the ALPHAs used. I saw something that looked distinctly like the energy sword Clay had used back in the jungles on Cirkon. There were lots of weapons in here, this was definitely some kind of armory; probably stocked with something for any character who found this place. For me, I noticed a whole pile of BLAST PACKS on top of one of the crates.

"Hot piece of ass!" I nearly jumped out of my skin when an ALPHA chortled at me.

I couldn't believe I let myself get so distracted by the weapons stockpile, that I hadn't even noticed him! Never mind the fact that I'd climbed in here without even checking for enemy MOBs! I had to act quickly before he sounded an alarm or something.

"See something you like?" I stammered turning towards him.

Red almond-shaped eyes scanned down my body. The way they lingered on my naked bottom half sent a nervous titter through my chest. He was actually a little taller than me, though still sporting those Zauknoid proportions with an oversized oval head and gangly arms nearly long enough to drag his knuckles on the ground. His green skinned body was covered in that ramshackle armor, and his big hands clutched one of those odd rifles.

"Hot piece of ass!"

I turned around, arching my back the give him an eyeful of my big round booty. "You mean a piece of this ass?"

Glancing back over my shoulder I noticed a grin tugging at the corners of his green lips. I swiveled my hips side to side, bending a little more to accentuate my curves. It felt so natural, almost like my body

wanted

to move that way. Taking a few steps closer, his eyes widened slightly and glued themselves to my ass. I stepped my legs a little wider apart, bent a little further, and rolled my hips like I'd seen girls do in music videos. I felt my plump cheeks jiggle a bit.

A giggle that was half embarrassment and half excitement crawled through my chest. My real-life male body probably couldn't even move this way. It certainly didn't have the kind of ass to make it enticing if I tried. I was feeling so feminine, aware of every rolling curve as I swayed. I popped my hips, felt my ass shake and I'll admit: felt incredibly sexy.

I jumped and let out a little squeak when the ALPHA's big hand grabbed my shaking rump! "Hot...piece...of ass..."

I hadn't noticed how close he'd gotten. Turning to find him barely inches away, I painted a vixen smile on my face and slowly unzipped my purple half-jacket. The ALPHA stared as I revealed my big soft breasts. A forked tongue licked green lips. Feeling the hand on my ass gripping a little tighter, I took the tuning-fork rifle out of his other hand.

"You're not going to use this on me, are you?" I pouted.

He didn't resist at all, just shook his head and let me toss the weapon out of reach. As soon as I had though, both hands were on me! The one I'd just freed went straight for my breast, while the one with a handful of booty, pulled me even closer. I was startled by his strength. Having my naked body pressed against his craggy armor sent an anxious flutter through my stomach. I ran my hands up and over his shoulder plates, searching for some kind of latch or release. Feeling his rough palms scraping over my soft skin already had me on edge, and one firm squeeze triggered a burst of warm tingles in my chest (SP: 3).

I overemphasized a moan and arched into the groping, even hooking a leg around his hip. When I tried grinding against him, the sensation of his metal armor, so cool and hard against my warm sensitive slit, sent a tremor through my hips, and caused my voice to catch when I spoke. "C-can't do m-much for you with this armor on..."

He shoved me back so suddenly I gasped a little bit. He looked supremely proud, reaching for his waist and unlatched a strap on either side. I watched as his codpiece fell to the floor and a fat green cock flopped out. My eyes widened, and I'm embarrassed to admit a distinct eagerness tittered through my chest. I stepped back to him and got down on my knees. I didn't give my lingering male instincts a chance to protest, reaching for his fat cock right away.

I gripped the warm shaft gently and began to stroke. Meeting his red eyed gaze, I licked my smirking lips. Immediately a tremble jumped down his stubby legs and I heard him groan. The sound stirred my own excitement (SP: 4). I made a show of opening my mouth and licked the tip. I felt a rush of heat against my palm as he began to swell, getting firm in my grip. My dainty hand slid back and forth along his growing length, while my tongue worked over the head, slathering him in my sweet saliva. A little surprised at how big and hard he already was, I planted wet kisses all the way down the shaft, then licked slowly from base to tip (SP:5).

BLOWJOB was already glowing yellow in my periphery. Still, I wasn't quite prepared when the ALPHA grabbed my head and pushed his cock straight to the back of my throat. He let out a deep groan as I gagged below him (SP: 7). When he pulled back, I was barely able to cough in a breath before he thrust back in. My whole body tensed as the head of his cock filled my throat. This time I sucked when he pulled back and precum splattered across my tongue, the salty pang making me shiver (SP: 8).

BLOWJOB blinked off when his hips began to buck, fucking my mouth. Immediately tears filled my eyes as he forced his rod down my throat (SP: 9-10). I had lost control but it was so hard to resist; I was on my knees, drooling all over his cock and he had such a tight grip on my head. He yanked me forward, plunging even deeper and it only made me want to suck him even harder (SP: 11-12).

Urgently, I grabbed his hips, flipping my tongue around his slippery shaft and swirling around the head as he pulled back. His grip loosened slightly on the next thrust (SP: 13). I reached for his balls and gasped around his rod, a little surprised at how big they felt in my delicate hand. The sack was rubbery, but they were firm and warm as I rolled them between my slender fingers. The ALPHA moaned, his hips twitched happily and BLOWJOB flickered back on.

I pulled back, sliding my free hand along his spit-soaked shaft and taking a quick needed breath. Then, before he could get impatient, I leaned in to lavish his sack with my warm, wet tongue. I nuzzled in, sucking one ball into my mouth, rolled it around a bit, then did the same to the other. They felt firm and pleasant, and I couldn't help but wonder if I could've fit them both in my mouth at the same time (SP: 13).

My male mind instantly recoiled at the thought, but I pushed the revulsion aside. It was probably the game still messing with my head but I kind of liked being on my knees like that. Taking control by being submissive...it felt almost natural.

My scalp tingled as big fingers coiled into my hair. The ALPHA yanked my head back, sending a rush down my spine that made me gasp. His grip tightened, tilting my face up and locking my gaze. I opened my mouth for him, wrapped my lips around his dick as it slid back in (SP: 14). My tongue writhed against the rigid shaft as it began moving in and out (SP: 15). Each thrust came a little quicker making me suck a little harder as he pushed a little deeper (SP: 16-17). Being on my knees, drooling all over that hard cock, I felt almost hypnotized by those red almond eyes (SP: 18). Even when he shoved into my throat, I maintained eye contact letting him see me wince and watch the tears roll down my cheeks as I gagged (SP: 19).

Suddenly the ALPHA threw his ovular head back, gripping me so tight it hurt a little. The unexpected pain caused me to choke as hot sticky cum spurt down my throat. I sputtered around his cock unable to swallow or breathe, trying to brace against his hips as he pushed deeper. He twitched and groaned, pumping me full before finally pulling back. I doubled over on my hands and knees, coughing mouthfuls of milky white jizz onto the floor. I shuddered, feeling it stringing off my lips, thick and slimy, as I tried to draw in a breath.

The ALPHA staggered over to the wall, slumping contentedly.

StimP: 30!

glowed red above his sagging head. My own Stim Points had returned to zero (SP: 0).

I took a moment to compose myself, wiping my lips and cheeks as best I could. I was more than a little impressed with myself that that had worked so well. No alarms or reinforcements, no fighting, no damage taken; I guess I

could

use my skills to get through this game more effectively. I got to my feet, still coughing a little on the salty taste lingering in my mouth. Glancing down, I realized that my still naked body was now splattered with spit and cum. I couldn't help but wonder if there was a third option, as I zipped up the half-jacket and tucked my slimy breasts back in.

I walked over to the BLAST PACKs I'd seen before. There was, to my immense excitement, seven of them! Glancing at the front door to make sure the guard ALPHA wasn't coming in, I immediately started charging my Plasma Pistol (CHG: 5-9-13-17). I paused, remembering I had the Plasma Rifle as well. I opened my INVENTORY and took it out, charging it with the remaining three packs (CHG: 2-4-6).

Before I left, I checked the boxes labeled "explosives." Maybe there was something I could hold onto for Crowther. Instead, when I opened the lid, four fist sized balls flashed at me. They looked like pool balls, with glowing blue stripes around their middles. I picked one up tentatively and a notification flashed before my eyes:

PLASMA GRENADE OBTAINED (PG: 1)

.

A broad smile spread across my face. There was a clip on the grenade and it just so happened to hook securely on the holster belt I was wearing. I quickly grabbed the other three, attaching them likewise.

PLASMA GRENADE OBTAINED (PG: 4)

.

I checked a few other crates but there was nothing else for me. I had no idea what any of the rest of it was, so I didn't bother taking anything to try and pass on.

I headed back for the window and crawled through. As soon as my nimble feet hit the ground a piercing noise split the air. I ducked, cupping my hands over my ears, looking around frantically. Had I tripped some alarm after all?

When the sound stopped, I heard a cry from further down the valley. "QUITTIN' TIME BOYOS!!"

I realized it was darker now. Glancing upward, I saw that one of the suns had already disappeared behind the mountains, with the other quickly following. I slunk to the corner of the armory shack, glancing carefully around. The guard ALPHA and every other ZAUK in the valley was heading towards the big house now.

Devil Seth stood on the porch, his cyborg arm and robotic peg leg gleaming in the dwindling light. He was wearing brown pants and a dark leather vest that left the line down his chest visible where metal joined flesh. Half of his bald head was metal too, and even at this distance I could clearly see his bushy orange mustache.

"A good day's work, ya maggots," he shouted to the gathering MOBs. "Get some food, get some sleep, I want the next shipment full up afore noon tomorrow!"

The ZAUK miners shouted wordless agreement, then they began meandering off. Some headed into the Breeding Pits, others into other holes and caves. To my astonishment, within moments the entire valley had cleared out, except for a few patrolling ALPHAs. Devil Seth went back inside the big house.

I circled behind the armory shack, then headed down the valley. It was surprisingly easy going. There were a lot more rocks to hide behind than there were guards. The darker it got, the more confident I became. I reached the big house without any incident, crouching behind a particularly large boulder to decide my next move.

The front of the building had a large picture window. It was covered in a thick layer of dust but inside I could make out a group of MOBs gathered in what looked like a saloon area. I definitely couldn't fight a group by myself. Even with a growing comfort in my seduction tactics, I wasn't sure how I could contend with more than one enemy at a time. There were two more windows on the second story above the porch. Maybe I could use the awning to climb up and sneak in, but after a closer look I wasn't entirely sure the rickety structure would hold even my body's meager weight. Plus, there was still two ALPHA's standing guard there.

A hand touched my shoulder and made me jump straight out of my skin! Another hand clamped over my mouth before I could scream...which I totally would have.

"It's me!" came the hushed whisper. "It's Eyla!"

My eyes went wide and round as dinner plates seeing the svelte, darkly clad figure next to me. She pulled down the black half-mask covering her nose and mouth, unveiling a smile of her own. A flood of pure emotion washed over me, relief, excitement, happiness, reassurance, and more; tears welled immediately. She pulled me into a tight hug, seeing me start to cry.

"Sh-sh-sh, don't let them hear!" she warned. "It's okay we're here now."

I buried my face against her neck, keeping mostly quiet but couldn't hold back the emotional overflow. Clutching her tight, I bawled for several long minutes. Eyla was gracious enough to hold me close, stroking my hair and murmuring quiet reassurances.

"Alright, ladies, geez-us," said a familiar, exaggerated southern drawl. "Can we get back to work yet?"

"Sorry..." I sniveled, pulling back.

"It's okay," Eyla replied, taking my hand as I wiped at my flushed, tear-stained face. "We were worried too."

Even in the dim light, I thought I noticed a few streaks on her own cheeks and felt a little less silly...for a brief moment.