(Fair Warning ~ This gender swapped, action/adventure, sci-fi hentai litRPG features elements of non-consensual sex, sex with aliens, monsters and other non-humans, tentacle stuff, seduction, coercion, dominance and submission, male/female sex -well kinda, maybe 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! ~Karin Mac)
Stage 1-3: Birtle's Bunker
Clay milled around the SAFE ZONE for a few more hours, while I climbed into the bedroll and got a little bit of sleep. According to him it only took a couple hours to keep from getting any negative stat affects. I never ate though, he said it didn't do anything except taste good, and he just felt comforted by it. I did feel a little better once I woke up, whether it was a game mechanic or just a much-needed mental reset.
Once I was rested, we headed out into the jungle...a trip I hadn't fully realized I'd be making barefoot in a skimpy little bikini. The PRISONER status kept me from wearing normal clothes no matter what. Clay was able to release the energy restraints and unlock my PLASMA PISTOL though.
It was every bit as hot and humid as you'd expect a tropical jungle to be. The foliage was thick, nearly impassable in places. There were bugs, snakes and other random critters lurking everywhere, it seemed. With so much exposed skin, I couldn't help but feel like something was constantly crawling on me. I'd never been bothered by creepy-crawlies as a guy, so it started to get a little embarrassing as I found myself jumping and squealing in fright every time I felt (or thought I felt) something crawling on me. To be honest though, I think I'd've reacted exactly the same as, say, a man hiking through the jungle in my underwear.
Adding to my embarrassment though, was that Clay had me hide for the two or three random encounter monsters we came across. He dealt with them easy enough, and we both agreed that I needed to conserve my plasma charges. It was still a little humiliating to be cowering behind a tree in a bikini, while Clay did all the fighting.
Finally, we reached the entrance to the dungeon. It looked to have been an outpost at one point, long since abandoned and now overgrown with vines as if the jungle were slowly swallowing it. The windows were broken, and the front door was hanging half off its hinges.
"You know, if I hadn't just hiked here in a bikini," I said to Clay as we approached. "This would be super cool."
"I could see that," he chuckled.
"And, y'know, if we weren't trapped inside this game against our will," I added. "And if I wasn't a PRISONER about to be offered up..."
"Yeah, yeah, Listen," Clay cut me off. "Watch yourself in here, try to hang back and let me do the fighting. You should be able to handle these enemies, but they are a little tough for your level. Plus, we want to save your shots for Birtle as much as possible."
"Right," I said looking down at my gun, then my very scantly clad body. "So, is everything in there going to be trying to rape and molest me?"
"Well, I've never run this dungeon with a girl before, and this isn't a STAGE MISSION so there aren't any ZAUKS," Clay frowned and looked down. "...But knowing what kind of game this is...yeah, probably."
"Yeah, I kinda figured," then something occurred to me. "Hey wait, what happens if we die?"
He winced and didn't say anything for a minute. "You start with three lives, so the first two times you die you come back at the respawn point for whatever planet you're on, here it's the shipwreck."
"And what happens the third time?"
"I have no idea," he looked at me and I saw fear in his eyes. "I've seen it once or twice and the player just never respawned."
In normal games when you were out of lives, you woke up, and had to log back in to keep playing.
"I guess if they just woke up or logged out, they would have told someone to correct the bug by now," I said.
He turned away. "Way I see it? Best case, we've got some faulty neuro-tech wired into our brains right now... I do not want to find out what happens when it thinks we're supposed to be dead."
I swallowed a lump in my throat. "That's the best case?"
"I tend to prefer faulty equipment to abduction conspiracies," he said without looking at me. "Can we go now?"
"One more question," I said, drawing an exasperated sigh from Clay. "What if...Birtle does get his hands on me and MAXES my Stim points?"
"It breaks my PRISONER status, and ol' Birtle gets his mating privileges reinstated," he looked at me with one cocked eyebrow. "You ready now?"
I swallowed another lump, then nodded. Clay opened the door and we stepped inside.
YOU HAVE ENTERED BIRTLE'S BUNKER
flashed before my eyes in big read letters.
The first room was empty but had two MED KITS waiting. We each grabbed one and put them in our inventory. Clay led the way into the next room, where a giant python sprang out at us. He cut it down easily and we proceeded into the third room; a long disused bathroom. There was a giant hole in the floor.
Clay warned me that we'd be attacked once we dropped in, then he hopped over the edge. I followed.
Just like he said, two figures lurched out of the dark. They were close to seven feet tall, with spindly limbs and chitinous bodies. Their heads were definitely giant bug heads, complete with creepy compound eyes. The instant they stepped into the meager light I felt like all the skin was going to crawl right of my bones!
He took them down quick with his energy blade. As he sliced them in half they fell apart into the same pixel shower as the ZAUKS.
"You didn't tell me there'd be giant bugs," I wish my voice hadn't quavered as much as it did.
"They go down pretty easy," he replied. "Let's keep moving."
He took my wrist and led me deeper in. I fought down panic as the pitch dark engulfed me. I could feel his hand on my wrist and cold, damp dirt beneath my bare feet, there was nothing else. After a moment, we came into a tunnel being lit by flickering, incandescent tube lights, which were fastened to the wall with twine.
