The Gamer's Gambit Pt. 10

GAME CONTINUE

Date: March 27th, 21XX

Location: Lord Shellie's Throne Room

High Score: 1,674,735

Top High Score: 3,333,360

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The candles and torches of the throne room flickered with anticipation. The air stood still in the presence of the Looksmaxxing King and the blue blur. The goon squad stepped forward and glared down the petite speedster.

Goonindorf's countenance grew darker. He meticulously undid his pants and lowered the waistband enough to let his hung member loose. It twitched in his grasp and he massaged it. Its veins bulged and it leaked within moments, "Boys, take your time with her. After what Gamer and his idiots pulled, I need a good session."

Lord Shellie, Hero, and Kruel encroached with menacing strides. The Biforce appeared in their eyes and on Hero's mask. Sonia knew what happened in the library. She avoided the suicidal convention of bobs with a gem, and lingered at the throne room door. It gave her a bird's eye view during the library confrontation. She felt slightly bad for Gamer and Asterion. Regardless, she had the prime opportunity to regain the points she lost.

"You have psychic powers thanks to abstinence, right?" Sonia removed the remaining gems from her inventory and absorbed them. Her body transformed into its golden form. The transformation shocked the goon squad, and then floored them when she moved past at extreme speed. In the blink of an eye, Sonia was on her knees in front of Goonindorf. She grabbed his large cock and jerked it at high velocity, so much so that her hand was a blur. She gave him the fastest handjob in Chanterelle, "I just have to make you cum!"

Goonindorf gawked at Sonia's appearance, and the speed of her handjob would crumble any man. However, the Deviant Menace grinned. He wasn't cumming, "Fool! I can flicker goon for a whole minute!"

"Nani?!" Sonia gasped. That was impossible!

Sonia dashed backwards, but Goonindorf caught her with telekinesis. He suspended her horizontally in front of him. She struggled against his mental powers, but the gooner's edge powers were too great. He slammed her once against the ground. Despair took over as the gems were knocked and shattered out of her.

"Kuso..." Sonia gritted her teeth. Goonindorf gestured his hand and floated Sonia closer. His cock gave her cheek a wet kiss when she closed in on him. Her gut rolled as his warm shaft pulsed against her face.

"The feisty ones always turn me on. Such defiance being quelled by superior sexual energy. Do make this entertaining for me," Goonindorf used his free hand to paint Sonia's cheek with his precum.

The rest of the goon squad walked over and leered at the trapped speedster. Lord Shellie adjusted his spike shell to release his massive cock and pendulum balls. Its weight kept it hanging like a third arm. Kruel's chode stuck forward with great thickness. More stubby, and thus, more filling. His balls were fat and cum-swollen. Hero's smooth, femboy penis lifted the tunic it hid under. His elf cock was dwarfed by the competition.

Goonindorf used his hand to pull Sonia's pants off. It jiggled her butt loose and revealed her sky blue panties. Lord Shellie's draconic hand and Kruel's reptilian paw copped a feel over the panties. Their size engulfed her cheeks. They spanked and played with her ass, and each action forced a breath from Sonia. Their molestation of her went unabated thanks to her psychic constriction.

"Let go of me, kuso! Fuzakeru na!" Sonia tugged her arms and legs, but they remained locked in space.

Kruel hooked a claw under her panties and sliced. They ripped and fell free. Her rump and slim hips were completely exposed. The squad laughed as they continued to explore her rear side. Goonindorf went the next step and removed her beanie and top. She didn't have on a bra, so her small breasts were bare to the squad.

The two scalies enjoyed her body, but Hero did not lay a hand on her. He mindlessly masturbated at the side.

Lord Shellie took one of her hands and laid it on his scalie cock. A switch flipped. Her mind flushed with perverse thoughts. Goonindorf used his mental powers to puppet her and massage the lord. It became rigid, thicker, and even more attractive to Sonia. She hid her yearning, but wanted to squeal with excitement. If only she wasn't threatened by the Biforce's mind control...

Kruel kneeled under Sonia and clamped his mouth onto her nipples. She hissed at the stimulation, and parted her lips to breathe. The hefty alligator man nibbled and licked her nipples wet. She wanted to hate it, but being an actual spitroast for the two big anthropomorphic men started to turn her on. Kruel's lips pulled, while his tongue whipped.

Goonindorf lined up his cock to Sonia's downward gaze. He left it right under her face, so all that she took in was his throbbing mass. It ruined her sexual scalie mistreatment. He muttered, "Is it beginning to sink in? The power that I hold?"

"Tvoi druz'ya luchshe. How's about you let me have fun with them, and you can poshel na khuy!" Sonia snapped.

"Shhh..." Goonindorf flexed his cock, and it lifted to pat her lips. She winced, but couldn't move. He continued to bounce his member against her, "Give in, little one. Surrender to my power. You cannot resist. Show her, Lord Shellie."

Lord Shellie stepped away from molesting Sonia's butt and hand, and to her legs. Goonindorf spread them open into a perfect split. Lord Shellie positioned himself so his huge cock brushed her pussy. He hoisted it up and splayed it across her ass, and rubbed his ballsack against her crease. His thrusts wefrre strong, and made satisfying smacks. Sonia bit her lower lip, and really wanted it, but couldn't see or do anything. All she had was Goonindorf's flexing cock.

"Split her in two. Break her," Goonindorf commanded. The Biforce flashed in Lord Shellie's eyes. He aligned his fist-sized cock head with Sonia's pussy. It parted the lips and nudged inwards. Sonia could tell that it greatly outsized anything she could handle. As badly as she wanted it, it would digitize her. She couldn't overpower Goonindorf or go through the ringer with the gangbang.

Thus, before Lord Shellie could force any of himself in her, Sonia logged out.

Her disappearance threw the scalies off and they tumbled forward. Hero paused his masturbation and tilted both his heads. Goonindorf glanced about in confusion. When she failed to show up, he grumbled. He ordered his squad to stop rubbing up against each other, and he tucked his wanker away.

"Damn these invaders! Nobody blue balls my own balls. Nobody!" Goonindorf wiped the precum on his pants. He stomped forward and took in the throne. He accepted some level of satisfaction and claimed the seat of power. His squad bowed before him, and he grinned, "From now on, all will bow before their new Dark Lord. Chanterelle, and all of its inhabitants, are mine to control. We will live in a new era where gooning with our buddies and edging eternally is forever accepted. Always edge, never cum..."

"GOONINDORK!!" a voice reverberated from behind the throne.

The shout angered Goonindorf. He glanced behind the throne, at an opening that led to a balcony. It faced the front of the fortress.

"That voice..." Goonindorf glared.

***

The inside of Samanthus's spaceship removed Asterion from the retro-style world of Chanterelle and into a sci-fi galactic adventure. They occupied the cockpit, which took up the upper half of the ship. It was a large room, with consoles and holographs of the ship's readings, Chanterelle, and miscellaneous information Asterion didn't recognize. The language was foreign to him.

The stunning beauty of Persica's spacefaring friend kept attracting Asterion's eye. She very adamantly insisted he come along with her so they could find Gamer and Persica. She was aware of Goonindorf's activity, since he appeared and recruited a space pirate known as Ripley. Ripley was the large, purple dragon. Samanthus intended to defeat Goonindorf, save Persica, and recapture Ripley.

"This ship is amazing. You're the real deal, Ms. Bounty Hunter," Asterion complimented to break the silence between them. Up to this point, the ship's hum and beeping made up the ambience.

"Please, you call me Samanthus. Sammie will suffice, too, as that is how Persica refers to me," Sammie politely smiled, but remained focused on flying.

"Samanthus, it is. Though Rosalina is a wonderful name," Asterion stayed cordial. She saved him, after all.

"You're too kind. Now, Gamer... is that his real name?" Sammie asked.

"No, but it's his moniker. He's accepted it, and when that guy has something set in his mind, he becomes super stubborn," Asterion relaxed in his chair. The ship's chairs were very comfortable, and quite similar to real-life luxury.

"I must be sure to thank him for helping Persica. I know her struggles well. To have defeated Marco, and now challenge Lord Shellie, places him in a high echelon of respect," Sammie admired.

"You might change your tune when you meet him. Fair warning," Asterion braced the bounty hunter.

She simply giggled, "I'm sure he is not all that bad."

"Of course; like most people. He can be a bit... austentatious," Asterion put it.

Sammie cocked her head to the side, but her eyes were still trained on driving the spaceship. She asked, "Does Gamer tend to be nude?"

"Um... yeah, I guess. He tends to find the quickest routes to taking his clothes off," Asterion answered. It made him wonder what Gamer's skill trees looked like in games.

"Then I do believe I found him," Sammie smiled with sweetness. Her comment directed Asterion to look out the cockpit's windows.

Framed in the ship's windshields were the front of Lord Shellie's fortress and its drawbridge. At the end farthest from the fortress were two figures. One was a male human and the other was a female shellie. Both were butt-ass naked. Gamer and Minnie were bent over on all fours. They aimed their asses at the fortress and spread their cheeks for all to see.

"Get down here and fuck us!" Gamer shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Cum in our bum!" Minnie backed her friend up.

"Coward! (‿ˠ‿)" Samira joined in the fun, even if she couldn't be seen.

"Yeah, that's him," Asterion facepalmed.

At this time, Persica stepped out of the forest pathway that connected to the drawbridge. She had a small collection of goodies she foraged from the mountain forest. One redcap and one flare flower. Persica approached Gamer and Minnie with disappointment on her face.

"I told you to wait until I returned," Persica scolded them. "Granted, there's barely anything on this ashen hill."

Gamer, hands clasped on his cheeks, countered, "We're making the mother of all omelets here, Persica! We can't fret over every egg. The sooner we take Goonindork down, the better!"

"If you waited, you could have taken one of these and supersized yourself. It'd be easier to entice the Dark Dickness with a bigger hole," Persica shook the redcap at Gamer.

"Excellent idea, Persica! You're the best!" Gamer jumped to his feet and over to Persica. She handed over the power ups. Gamer and Minnie abandoned the prostitution mindset and out their clothes back on. Persica had abandoned the flower headdress, and tore the mermaid part from her wedding dress for better mobility.

Persica asked Minnie, "Where is your blue shell? I thought it meant something special for you."

"It does, and it is. But that's our little secret," Minnie giggled and winked at Gamer. He gave an OK gesture. Persica left it there, and trusted in their previous teamwork.

That's when the trio noticed the flying, glaringly-obvious orange spaceship above them. Persica gawked, then smiled, and then squealed, "Sammie!"

In the ship, Sammie used an outside camera to zoom in on the trio. Seeing her friend call out and wave brought serenity to Sammie, "Good, good; she's safe."

A piercing screech alerted everybody to the clouds above. With glowing eyes, a purple-skinned dragon rocketed downwards. Ripley roared once more before smashing into Sammie's ship. It ebbed under the attack, but a hexagonal barrier protected the ship's hull. The occupants were rattled, and Asterion clung to his chair for dear life. Sammie, on the other hand, stood up from her seat. It lowered into the ship's floor, and gave Sammie room to step into the center of the cockpit. Another platform appeared beneath her, and raised her out onto the roof of the ship. Here, in the blistering winds of the volcano, she faced Ripley.

The space dragon stood erect on the faltering ship. It towered over the bounty hunter. Ripley shook its head while growling and snapping. Sammie seemed to understand it, "You're my responsibility."

Sammie aimed her arm cannon at Ripley, but the dragon tilted back and fell from the ship. It whipped its pronged tail and stabbed the underside, piercing through the barrier. It used its body weight to knock the ship off-keltered. Sammie lowered her center of gravity, but slid along the top. Near the edge, she jumped and did multiple frontflips in a nearly spherical form. She fell roughly thirty feet, and hit the group with a three-point landing. Gamer and Minnie applauded her reflexes.

Ripley laughed at outmaneuvering the bounty hunter, but the ship veered. Asterion took control of the ship, and barely knew what he was doing. He tried to pull up, but the spacecraft took a nosedive.

"Fucking reverse controls!" Asterion growled. The ship, along with Ripley, hit the volcano. A burst of magma splashed out from the crash.

"Your ship!" Persica gasped.

"It can resist magma," Sammie stayed stern and calm. "I'm more concerned about Asterion, as well as Ripley."

"Homina homina homina!" Gamer's eyes zeroed in on Sammie. "Samira, activate xxx-ray vision!"

Samira turned on the mode and Gamer's vision went blue. He was able to see through the battle armor of the mature vixen. However, he also saw past her skin and only saw her bones. Though saddened that x-ray vision porn lied to him, he still appreciated the hips on this mama, "Oh yeah, them some nice birthing hips."

Persica approached and embraced Sammie in a hug. The spacefarer reciprocated, but kept her ship in peripheral. The princess said, "I've missed you. Oh, I have so much to tell you."

"Imagine my surprise when I found you private abode empty. The shroomans at Cammy's castle gave me a briefing. They told me what happened up until you started your journey here. Speaking of which..." Sammie turned to Gamer. She lifted the side of her tattered dress in a curtsey and bowed slightly, "You have my utmost gratitude, Gamer, for helping my friend."

Gamer used character customization to slick his hair back, strengthen his jaw, and sharpen his eyes. He added a toothpick to his mouth. He did a smooth spin before propping his arm up to lean on something, though nothing was there. In virtuality, Samira created a textbox with ┐(´ー｀)┌ to hold him up, "Hey, you know, I do what I do. I can help you in many ways, and thank you in many ways. Y'know what I'm sayin', y'know what I'm sayin'?"

Persica gripped the bridge of her nose, but Sammie found his silliness charming, "Well, that's a kind offer, but I'm afraid you are not my type."

"Type? Heh, for you sweetheart, I can be any type. Suave, mean, submissive..." Gamer went through different outfits with each suggestion, ending on a leather gimp mask.

"What I meant is... you have a penis."

Thunder rumbled at the perfect time as her words struck Gamer down. He fell to his knees in defeat; she was a lesbian!

"Sorry, bro, but you don't have access to genital options in character creator #getwrecked," Samira ¯_(ツ)_/¯

Minnie asked, "Does that mean you're closer than friends with Princess Persica?"

Persica's cheeks flushed red and she cast her eyes to the side. Her bashfulness said it all. Sammie simply smiled, and gave a coy response that said it all, "My apologies, but I do not kiss and tell."

Gamer erratically clung to Persica's shoulders. His face was contorted by jealousy, "You lucky bitch!"

"Her tongue melts me like ice on a summer's day," Persica meekly admitted.

Ripley erupted out of the crash zone and landed on the start of the drawbridge. Sammie trained her arm cannon on it, and the rest braced themselves for a fight.

"Vile Gamer!" a voice pierced the heavens.

A smirk curled up on Gamer's face, and he turned to find Goonindorf and his goon squad on a balcony near the top of the fortress. Thunder and lightning popped off at their arrival.

Lava splashed up around the bridge, lightning ran wild above, and the wind howled to add drama to Gamer's finger point and words, "Cum at me, bro!"

"It appears I can't simply swat you insects away. I'll just have to stomp on you!" Goonindorf yelled.

Due to the distance and atmosphere, however, Gamer couldn't quite hear him, "What?!"

"Huh?!" Goonindorf cupped a hand around his ear.

"Get d... I friggin' can't hear him... come down here!" Gamer tried increasing his volume above the storm and volcano.

"I said..." thunder rolled over the rest of Goonindorf's words.

Samira popped up, "I can turn on dialogue boxes if you want (╹ -╹)?"

"Fuck it," Gamer didn't care. He pulled out his magnum and fired a few rounds at Goonindorf. Lord Shellie jumped in front of the Deviant King and the bullets ricocheted away. Gamer snorted, "Figures."

"Split them in two, and make them choke on it," Goonindorf traced his hands along Lord Shellie's shell spikes. The lord of the fortress leapt from the balcony and meteored down. He landed at the other end of the drawbridge with a heavy thud, and cracks webbed across the stone. Lord Shellie himself sustained no damage from the fall.

"Damn! How tough is his shell?" Gamer foresaw a headache in the future.

"He's the strongest and toughest of all shellies. Even more so than blue shell shellies," Minnie said.

"That's the power of Wheaties, I guess."

Goonindorf beckoned Kruel over. The alligator king went to all fours in front of the balcony railing. Goonindorf lowered his pants and freed his demonic dong. He sat on the upper back of Kruel, and then gestured Hero over. Hero sat next to Goonindorf and rolled up his tunic to reveal a stiffened elf penis. Goonindorf wrapped his arm around Hero's waist and gripped his little prick, and Hero reached over and stroked his master's cock.

"Ah... good boy. Let the goon sess begin," Goonindorf declared. His hands glanced up and down Hero's cock. They massaged each other and prepared for the slaughter below.

Sonia appeared next to the gooners and caught them with their pants down. Sonia kicked Kruel in between his legs, and caused the alligator to buck up. Goonindorf and Hero flipped over and sprawled across the floor. Their booties were exposed.

Sonia reached for the dildo bat on Hero's backside. Hero pulled out a grappling hook device, but with no hook at the end. He fired it backwards at Sonia, and a chain of anal beads came at her. She dodged and rolled away. The anal grappling hook returned as Hero jumped to his feet. He drew out his dildo bat, and Kruel joined his side.

Goonindorf fumbled a bit and stood up, "You again! Where did you disappear to?"

Sonia stuck out her tongue. Hero lunged forward and swung the bat. Sonia blipped out again. The swordsman stumbled forward, and Sonia reappeared in the same spot. Kruel lunged with his golden titties, but she pulled the same trick. Kruel smashed Hero with his titties and the force sent Hero off the balcony. He grabbed the edge and saved himself. Kruel came to a screeching halt and gasped at Hero's predicament. Sonia reappeared and booty bumped the alligator over Hero. He plummeted below, bounced hard off the fortress walls, and met the courtyard below with a killer splat.

"You bitch!" Goonindorf's eyes became bloodshot. He psychically grabbed Sonia and froze her once more. He prepared to pull her over and punish her, but when doing so, she blipped. A moment later, she returned, free of his mental molestation. He growled, "How?!"

"It's called a reset, loser," Sonia dashed forward. Each time Goonindorf grabbed her or blasted psychic energy at her, Sonia vanished for a brief moment. Nothing was stopping her from reaching his primed, throbbing member.

Anal beads tagged Sonia's backside and tugged her backwards. She flew off the balcony and looked back to see the absurdly long length of anal beads from Hero's grappling hook. He leapt off the edge and fired the grappling beads into Sonia to save his master. Before they hit the ground near the drawbridge gate, Hero retracted the grappling beads and used it to grab onto the battlement's wall. It pulled him to safety, and landed him close to Lord Shellie. Sonia blipped once more before hitting the ground. When she returned, she no longer fell, but glared at Hero. He ruined her speedrun.

Goonindorf stepped up next to the balcony railing and glared down at the insects. They keep ruining his sessions.

"Sonia!" Minnie waved from across the drawbridge.

"Yo," Sonia sighed, unhappy. She claimed one of the goons, who laid lifeless behind her. She wanted the whole cave.

"Mind giving us a hand against these guys?" Gamer asked.

"I'll just kill steal," Sonia snarkily answered.

Gamer glared at her, "Woman!"

Over in the spaceship wreckage, Asterion forced his way out by prying the roof door open. He fell out and landed on the volcanic rock with a huff, "That does it. Minotaur's aren't meant to fly."

Asterion observed everybody from a distance. The three enemies were focused on his allies. The distraction meant a clean hit with one of his Supers. But which one, "Eenie, meenie, mini, moe..."

"I wouldn't worry about them, father," a snide male's voice said from behind the spaceship.

Asterion's heart skipped a beat at the voice. The owner of it stepped around the spaceship, and revealed a man of respectable muscle mass wearing an aged and well-worn gi. The red band that held the gi together matched the headband that was tied around the head of the dark-skinned man. His short locs appeared held up by the headband. He faced Asterion with a hardened, apathetic expression.

"Dimitri? What are you... how are you here?" Asterion asked. Chanterelle was closed to the public.

"You're not the only one with connections in high places," Dimitri answered. He moved as he spoke, unwilling to remain in place or even look at his dad for too long, "The council asked me a favor. To deal with you and remove you from the equation."

"Of course they did," Asterion crossed his arms.

"Gamer is extremely dangerous, a dogshit cheater, and a disgrace to all players. Are you truly working alongside him?"

"Yes."

"Why?!"

"You wouldn't understand. Fun left your lexicon a long time ago."

Dimitri stopped moving, and sunk a glare into his father, "Fun's for filthy casual trash and old people with Parkinson's. You can't be the best if you have such distractions."

"Watch it, boy," Asterion warned with extra bass.

"You've fallen to a new low, father. First you stop giving a shit about my competitions, then my promotions, and now your precious honor," Dimitri spat in Asterion's direction.

There was too much history to go over. Too many tangled emotions. Words would fail to express it. Asterion moved into a fighting position, "You'd never understand."

Dimitri took his own position, but left his posture open. Almost like he invited an assault, "Another pathetic parent response."

Asterion and Dimitri shunted forward, stomped, and mirrored one another with powerful haymakers.

On the bridge, Ripley and Lord Shellie closed in on Gamer and the NPC ladies, while Hero squared off with Sonia. The two dragons reared their heads back and coalesced flames in their mouths. Gamer cried out, "Bad dragons! Bad dragons!"

The flames fanned out across the bridge at the sandwiched group. Gamer took to the skies with his broom, with Persica in tow. Sammie saved herself by jumping high in the air and then double jumping over Ripley. Their flames clashed and created a temporary fire tornado.

Sammie landed behind Ripley and fired balls of energy from her arm cannon. A couple pegged Ripley, but the dragon whipped its tail to disperse the others. It attacked Sammie, and the bounty hunter successfully had its attention.

Lord Shellie watched Gamer circle towards the courtyard. Persica clutched onto Gamer from behind, and was preoccupied looking around. She asked, "Where's Minnie?"

"Right where she needs to be," Gamer answered cryptically. He dove towards Sonia, and yelled out, "Sonia! Switch out, switch out!"

Gamer jumped off the broom before arriving at Sonia. The blue blur yelped and jumped onto the broom, seized control, and flew up. Persica protected them from a dildo swing from Hero by pulling out the shrooman. The dildo slapped the shrooman and made him yelp enthusiastically. Gamer rolled sideways to where Sonia was, and opened his inventory. He took out Minnie's blue shell and hucked it forward. He was perfectly lined up with Hero, Lord Shellie, and Ripley.

The blue shell skated across the ground. Hero dodged sideways, but to his shock, a shellie foot popped out and redirected the shell back towards him. It hit the elf and he became juggled. The shellie foot kicked the shell back on track towards the dragons.

"Minnie's in there!" Persica realized, now clutched to Sonia.

"Get 'em, girl," Gamer quietly encouraged his partner. He consumed his flare flower and rushed at the suspended Hero.

Minnie continued to spin down the drawbridge. Lord Shellie dodged to the right; Minnie skipped to the right. He dodged to the left; Minnie skipped to the left. Lord Shellie grumbled in defeat even before Minnie made it to him and juggled him into the air.

"Sonia! Knock him into the lava below! It won't kill him, but that's one less problem!" Persica advised. Sonia liked the sound of that and nosedived at the lord.

Ripley was Minnie's next target. He brawled with Sammie in an epic, Arc System's worthy fight. However, when she closed in on him, he stabbed his tail backwards at the shell. The tail couldn't pierce her armor, but it did stop it dead in its track. However however, Minnie used this to launch out of the shell with her one boxing shell on. Similar to the first time they met, Minnie rammed Ripley with a solid uppercut. The attack lofted the dragon towards Sammie. The bounty hunter wouldn't take the serve for granted.

Goonindorf gawked, his swollen member in his palm, at the triple threat attack. Gamer glowed with volcanic passion and formed a fistful of flames. He leapt at the twink and brought his flaming hand down upon his ass in a fiery explosion. Sonia speared Lord Shellie midair, and shoved him by spinning into her blue ball form. Lord Shellie fell into the lava pit. Sammie's armor exuded underlighting and she jumped at Ripley. She spun into a perfect ball, similar to Sonia. However, the energy of a nova gave her a display of a spinning star, and she grinded into Ripley. It flung him over towards the lava pit. Sammie returned to her normal form midair, concentrated the nova energy into her arm cannon, and fired a mini-sun at Ripley. The blast singed the dragon's wings, and it careened with its plane noise into the lava below.

The goon squad was defeated.

Or so Gamer thought. Through the smoke of the fiery explosion, a thick, purple shaft whacked Gamer in the jaw. The dildo bat sliced through the smoke like a masterfully crafted sword and pummeled Gamer left and right. He couldn't handle such a stiff weapon. Hero finished his combo attack off with a rapid spin like the one he performed in the library. Gamer's ribs collapsed, and the flare flower saved his life. He stumbled backwards, confused by how the elf survived the attack.

The smoke cleared and revealed Hero wearing a red tunic. He had no signs of scorching.

"If my game logic holds up, I suspect the red is fire resistant," Gamer grumbled. Hero readied his sex toy and shield. Sonia and Minnie ran up to the gate of the drawbridge, and thus sandwiched Hero between them and Gamer. Persica remained near the edge of the bridge with the flying broom, and waited for Lord Shellie to emerge in the lava. Sammie took to her side and consoled her.

"We have to be careful," Minnie cautioned while fitting her shell back on. "Hero is one of the strongest from Highrule. He's no pushover."

"I'll leave it to you, Gamer. Good luck," Sonia clapped her hands together and bowed. Her sarcasm could be felt.

"Yeah, right! I'm not risking my life so you can swoop in and be a team killing fucktard. I know you're looking at my ass," Gamer knew a wolf in sheep's clothing. After all, she was indeed looking at his rump.

"I implore you to reconsider," Sonia offered a plate of fresh, crispy chicken nuggets.

"Easy! I know exactly what to do!" Gamer immediately dashed at Hero -- the nugs were his! The elf readied his weapon. Goonindorf leaned against the balcony railing, hoping to witness Gamer's demise.

Hero stabbed with penetrating power. Gamer opened his mouth and lined it up. He deepthroated a large portion of the bat. The NPCs winced and gagged. Gamer kicked up and disarmed the bat from Hero, and then immediately added the item to his inventory. It disappeared, with only a little soreness in his throat.

"What the actual fuck?!" Goonindorf's eyes bulged.

"Hot," Sonia approved.

"Now finish him off!" Samira cheered on.

Gamer stylishly frontflipped and landed on Hero's shoulders. He clasped a hand onto the mask and said the magic words, "Reveal your true self!"

The mask needed to be torn free, as if the mask had fused with Hero's skin. The elf boy let out an agonizing cry - the sinews of the mask stretching and ripping. Blood gushed forth, and Gamer successfully removed the mask. He backflipped off Hero with the mask in hand.

Hero crumbled to his hands and knees. He breathed heavily, and eventually fell unconscious.

Gamer fanned himself with the mask, "Yeah, I knew there was something odd about this thing. Major a-hole vibes."

And then the mask twitched. Gamer raised it up and an eyebrow. The sinew flaps turned into tendrils and latched onto Gamer. The mask pulled itself onto his face and knocked him over. The world faded quick, and Gamer barely made out the call of his name from Minnie and Sonia.

***

When Gamer opened his eyes, he was in an entirely different location. A flat plane stretched all the way to a cloudy grey horizon. The ground had a thin veneer of water atop it, and reflected the blank, dim world. A single, dried up tree was nearby. Past the tree, Gamer saw a greyed-out version of himself, with red eyes. Gamer noticed this negative version of himself peered about just as he did, and froze in place when they locked eyes.

Gamer tilted his head, and so did his copy. Almost like a mirror. Gamer tested his theory and waved; his copy perfectly matched his motion.

"Well, this is weird," was the next test. Interestingly, the mirror version didn't move its lips or speak. Gamer walked forward; the mirror walked forward. They drew closer, but Gamer stopped within a couple feet of the mirror. The similarities were uncanny. Then it spoke.

"I am thou, and thou art I," Mirror Gamer said.

"Excuse me?" Gamer expressed confusion. His mirror self no longer copied him.

"I am thy darkest reflections, thy hidden self, and that be heldeth in thy heart," Mirror Gamer informed.

"Samira, mute this guy," Gamer needed to think. However, even Samira wasn't present. That creeped Gamer out a bit, "Okay... look, dude -- you're me, right? Then speak plainly; you know I don't like creep speech."

Mirror Gamer's expression finally shifted. He shrugged with his mouth, "Fairly so. I am thou's dark side. I am all that is evil about you."

"Oh, shit, why didn't you just say so," Gamer held out a hand for a dap. "I knew we had lots in common."

Dark Gamer appeared puzzled, "Wah... no, I am your insecurities, your hatred, and all that you wish to wrought on an unfair world."

"Yeah, I know. That's me!" Gamer accepted his true self. "I'm selfish, perverted, I cheat and steal, and humble shouldn't be in my vocab. I'm as dark as they come, baby."

Dark Gamer's body slumped, "Oh, usually people don't accept that part of themselves..."

"Who cares?! You're like a clone of me, right? Wanna suck each other off?"

"Hell yeah!" the two Gamers high fived one another and promptly discarded their pants. Their twin cocks dangled for a moment, but seeing a glorious pair of cocks made them harden. They reached out and caressed the underside of their cocks. Gentle strokes pulled moans out of both. Their fingertips tickled the balls, and Gamer realized that Dark Gamer did everything exactly the same as him.

"Aaah! I've always wanted to do this," Gamer watched his clone's hand squeeze harder around his shaft.

"You have no idea how long I've been needing this. Most people falter in the face of their trauma," Dark Gamer stifled heavy breaths.

"Oh, I have an idea about this. We're the same person, after all," Gamer stuck out the top row of his teeth. Both Gamers feigned laughter, and exaggerated their reactions.

Dark Gamer abruptly stopped laughing, "Butseriouslylaydown."

"Oh~" Gamer liked the assertiveness.

Gamer laid into the water; lukewarm and a bit comforting. Dark Gamer kneeled at his shoulders and bent over. His greyed out cock plopped across Gamer's face, and Gamer had a full view of a familiar butt. He never knew how good it looked from this angle.

"This is what people see? Nice..." Gamer stuck his tongue out and dressed up Dark Gamer's cock with it. Dark Gamer went in for the immediate kill; full suckage. Gamer committed, too, mirroring his dark version. Their hands squeezed into each other's thighs. The taste and feeling brought about impassioned groans. Sweet precum coated their mouths. Gamer nuzzled the head deep into his throat, and gagged. Dark Gamer lapped his tongue across the tip while releasing whimpers.

Gamer unplugged Dark Gamer from his mouth and let the balls hang before him. He slurped on those bad boys. His may be messed up from the mollies, but Dark Gamer's were warm and filled. Gamer's sack was delicious. He enjoyed his flavor a little bit longer, before Dark Gamer adjusted.

"I need to cum. I need to cum. I need to cum..." Dark Gamer repeated and assumed the cowboy position.

"Go right ahead, buddy," Gamer folded his hands behind his head. Dark Gamer mounted, in a way, his own cock. The primed pecker pierced Dark Gamer's ass. He hissed and breathed, and slowly rocked back and forth. He earned each inch, and started to bounce once halfway down. Gamer sighed in the wave of pleasure that followed; his cock in a tight hole, a great, amazing, fantastic, two-of-a-kind dick slapping his abs, and a hot guy cooing like a whore in heat.

Dark Gamer made more noise once he took in all of Gamer. His sexy ass beat down and patted Gamer's thighs. The filthy noises from ass pounds and cock slaps filled the reflective void.

Gamer grabbed Dark Gamer's stiffy and jerked it. It was so hard, and precum uncontrollably spilled out. Gamer massaged the shaft and head with vigorous strokes. The weakened expression on Dark Gamer's face, on Gamer's reflective mug, was hot. The cock flared, and the bounces slowed.

"It's cumming..." Dark Gamer cried.

"Hold up... if you're me and I'm you, and I see you cum on me, then I should be able to cum?" Gamer rationalized. A new hope was born.

"I am thou, thou art I..." Dark Gamer said. His pecker started to spurt the hot liquid Gamer wanted. Dark Gamer arched back and let his bulging mass blow its load all over Gamer. The euphoric release flared up in Gamer, as well. It overtook him, and something lost was rediscovered.

Gamer became his true self once more.

***

"Gamer!" Minnie and Sonia closed in on Gamer, who fell over with the strange mask on. However, before they reached him, he sat up. He glanced about with the mask on, and mumbled something. Minnie cautiously asked, "Gamer, are you okay?"

Gamer ominously stood up and lurched forward. He then slapped a hand on the mask and startled the ladies. He tore it from his face, and blood gushed out. He screamed, his eyes flashed yellow, and energy pillared around him. It blew back and astonished everybody. Goonindorf grimaced at the turned tables.

"Am I okay?" Gamer breathed. A mask of red stained his face. He gazed up at Goonindorf with widened eyes and a shit-eating grin, "I'm more than okay! My balls work!"

"Eh?" Goonindorf didn't understand.

"Cum to me, Anubis!" Gamer called forth his rediscovered power. He revealed his true self by dropping trou; Gamer's full erection and glorious balls were on display. When he did, a spiritual visage of the jackal-headed god of life and death appeared behind him.

"He's awakened!" Minnie gawked.

"His balls are... so full!" Sonia stammered.

"The fuck?" Persica didn't understand the melodrama. Sammie giggled at the silliness.

"My grandpa doesn't have any weak cards in his deck!" Gamer nonsensically said.

"What are you blathering about?!" Goonindorf hated Gamer more than anybody.

"Anubis! Obliterate!" Gamer commanded. Anubis extended a hand forward and blasted a beam of energy from its palm. It concussed the fortress and cratered an impact. The entire structure started to collapse in on itself.

"He did it!" Minnie jumped for joy. However, Sonia did not join her.

"Nope, it wasn't enough," Sonia noticed what Goonindorf was doing. The alpha gooner focused all of his power into holding the whole damn fortress up. His darkness exuded from him and encased the stone structure.

"Slap me into a slim Jim," Gamer glared.

"It'll take more than one shot to kill me, Gamer..." Goonindorf grinned with a bulged vein in his forehead.

***

Further up the volcano, on a switchback, Asterion and Dimitri struck each other in the torso just as Anubis's blast compromised the fortress. They spaced apart and glanced at the destruction. Asterion saw Goonindorf's darkness holding the Jenga pieces together.

"Looks like Gamer's going to upset the council again," Asterion, covered in bruises and scrapes, smirked.

"That cheating bastard -- and it's all thanks to your involvement!" Dimitri cursed his father.

"And that does it for me," Asterion went lax and lowered his arms. "Gamer will need help with the finale, so if you'll excuse me..."

Asterion motioned to leave, but Dimitri sliced a kick at his father. The minotaur dodged and glared. Dimitri sneered, "Walking away in the middle of a fight? What's wrong with you?"

"Son, my heart's not in this fight. I don't have any desire to fight you for real. You're my child. I love you," Asterion explained.

"Shut your mouth and fight me!" Dimitri lunged. He roundhouse kicked, but Asterion entered I-frames and moved in for a shoulder check. However, his son countered with a perfect guard, which rebound Asterion. Dimitri sliced an uppercut at his stumbling father, but was awed when Asterion perfect guarded the counterstrike.

"What?! The timing to do that is..." Dimitri panicked. His father brought over a haymaker that floored him. Dimitri skidded a bit and clutched his jaw. It felt like it had snapped out of place.

"I taught you to never let your guard down, boy," Asterion said. Dimitri glared up at the minotaur, but his mind played tricks on him. He instead saw his actual father; the silver foxin', sunglasses and fedora sportin', leather jacket stylin' old man. The momentary illusion made Dimitri feel twelve again. The fear, frustration, and anger from back then, being so weak and incapable, instilled wrath inside him.

Dimitri kipped up and punched, but Asterion dodged. However, Dimitri also pulled out a laser pistol with his other hand, and fired. It barreled through Asterion and sparked pain in the man. He grunted, faltered, and Dimitri capitalized. He hit Asterion with an uppercut to juggle him, and then strung together a fifteen hit combo. The final strike was a flying spear kick, and it launched Asterion from the switchback. The minotaur fell into unconsciousness at zero health, and he digitized the moment he met magma.

Dimitri leaned over the edge and stared at the spot his father fell to. He snarled, "I will never lose to you."

He brought his view onto Gamer and his group. They had all gathered next to him. Dimitri was never good at team battles, and he had a high score to protect. He logged out.

***

Persica and Sammie jogged up behind Sonia and Minnie. Gamer pulled his pants up and banished Anubis, "See where gooning gets you! Alone, and barely held together!"

"Silence! I am the superior male specimen!" Goonindorf was ready to die on that hill. Seeing Gamer surrounded by beautiful vixens eked in jealousy.

"If only we could make him cum, but there's no way to reach him," Gamer scratched his chin.

"We can fly up with my ship," Sammie offered. "It may have crashed, but it is quite durable."

"Goonindorf would just grab it out of the air," Minnie warned, and successfully discarded the idea.

"Disrupting his concentration might make the fortress fall," Sammie shrugged. Plotting to kill a man seemed like just another Tuesday for her.

"No, that wouldn't make him cum," Gamer tapped his foot in agitation.

"Do you really have to make him... you know what? I already know the answer. Why am I even asking?" Persica put it in reverse and backed it up. Her shits and concerns were on vacation at this point.

"I could technically reach him," Sonia butted in.

"Does it involve my death?" Gamer weaponized his suspicion.

"No, bakayarou, but I'll need your help. I need you to force me inside you," Sonia wiggled her eyebrows.

Gamer's suspicion intensified like a samurai, as did his eyes and voice, "Go ooon..."

"I log out, and then you take my avatar's space before I load back in. It should glitch and try to reposition me. However, if I keep logging in and out, it'll save me in the state of the glitch and increase the velocity each time I return. Then, with the right direction set, it'll shoot me off like a geyser," Sonia explained.

Gamer one-upped her, "Why not cluster all of us in the same space? The more, the merrier -- said Hugh Hefner."

Three individuals shot out from a window in the fortress. Their quick movements were thanks to the two broomsticks they flew. Kammy and Qammy rode their mounts out over the lava pit below the drawbridge. Cammy hugged the back of Kammy.

"How in a jet's set radio are they alive?" Gamer expressed disdain.

"Nobody defeats our lord!" Qammy squawked. She used her sceptre and cast sparkly magic down into the lava.

"Foolish fools befooled by foolishly foolhardy tomfoolery! His fortress will never fall!" Kammy chirped and did the same magic sparkles with her staff.

"I'm not defective!" Cammy parroted Minnie. She, without her wand, simply hucked herself towards the lava while removing her clothing. With no shell, her magic titties were exposed.

The trio of shellie mages combo attacked, "Ca-Ka-Qa Attackq!"

"What? No! We're trying to help Lord Shellie!" Persica cried out.

Cammy realized before hitting the lava with the magic sparkles, "What?"

The conkuqtion of magic kuased the magma pit to boil and bubble. The shellie mages pulled higher up into the sqy and created signifikant distance. A large body of the magma bowed upwards. The red sauce rolled off a figure from beneath the molten liquid. Horns sheered through, followed by a wild mane of red hair, and finally the snout of a dragon. The whole volcano kuaqed from the transformation. Lord Shellie grew to the same size as his fortress, and lorded over the drawbridge and courtyard.

"Pookie bear!" Persica cried up.

Lord Shellie's eyes flashed with the Biforce marker. Goonindorf laughed maniacally, "Crush them! Make them pop like the cherries of all the innocent virgins of Chanterelle!"

Lord Shellie haphazardly swung his gigantic arm into the gate of the courtyard. The stone shattered like building blocks. Everybody below dodged the debris. Lord Shellie brought his other arm up and over. He put all his weight into dropping his clawed hand onto the group. Persica and Minnie answered; one with a shrooman meat shield, and the other with a blue shell. The group stood behind the two as their defenses collided with the meteoric palm. Their combined shielding matched the power and they were at a stalemate. The force blew wind like a cyclone's gusts.

Gamer stabilized against the winds. The overwhelming force wasn't something he could beat, even with his redcap. Maybe if he gave it to Asterion, "Where's Asterion, dammit?! Did the crash kill him?"

"There are no life signatures on my ship..." Sammie checked her optics and delivered the bad news.

"We need a plan, Gamer!" Minnie strained to hold Lord Shellie back.

"That shell of his is way too strong, and now he's a motherfuckin' kaiju!" beads of sweat formed on Gamer's forehead. He tried to think of everybody's skills, abilities, items, and teamwork. Nothing. Nothing could beat Lord Shellie, "I have nothing..."

"Glitch me," Sonia said. The determination on her face said it all.

"What if you die?!" Persica asked over the persistent screams of her shrooman.

"Better than being squashed by the world's largest turtle!" the crazed look in Sonia's eyes returned. She gazed up at Lord Shellie as if he were a steak. She grinned, "If we glitch this right, we'll break the highest durability in the game. I'll break its limits!"

Gamer coughed a laugh, "Alright! It's do or die, baby! Samira, hit it!"

Samira tossed on the eurobeat remix of You Give Love a Bad Name. Lord Shellie, unable to bypass the invulnerability of the shrooman and blue shell combo, drew back the attack. When he did, the group cuddled together around Sonia. She logged out, and the group filled up the gap. When Sonia logged in again, her body twitched energetically. She logged out again, and immediately returned. Her rapid in and out affected her avatar more and more. The twitching started to distort her limbs and body. They glitched by stretching and clipping through everybody like human spaghetti. To the group, it didn't feel like anything. To Sonia, as her body bugged out to the extreme, she cast a discordant cry.

"You're tearing yourself apart, Lisa!" Gamer was terrified by the disturbing image and sound.

"Her eyes..." Minnie noticed, cinched up close to Gamer and Persica. It was hard to catch, but she could tell the blue blur was honed in with determination. It jacked Minnie up, "Sonia! You can do it!"

"Here he comes!" Sammie yelled out. Lord Shellie had taken this time to climb more out of the magma pit. He raised his life-saving thick thigh, and then stomped his draconic foot *sniff* (´⧝｀) *sniff* down. Everybody in the group stuck to the plan to help glitch Sonia, but screamed for their lives.

Sonia glitched once more, but this time, she didn't log out. Samira ( ˶°ㅁ°)!! while peeking at Sonia's code. The algorithms split trying to find a spawn point, the programming jumbled, and Sonia's script sped through the matrix at FTL speeds.

Gamer took out the redcap and held it out towards Sonia's jittering head. It found her open mouth, and the human cat's cradle became Super Sonia. She jettisoned from the group, past by Lord Shellie's leg, and collided with the giant dragon turtle's torso. The lightspeed blue bullet caved in the shell, and after a delay, cracked and concussed the rest of it. Lord Shellie's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and the attack did enough damage to knock him unconscious. Sonia lost her power up, as well, as the speed she hit him atomized every part of her. Thankfully, Gamer's move saved her.

"LET'S FUCKING GOOO!" Sonia, tears of joy in her eyes, screamed out. Her team gathered beneath her to cushion her fall.

Goonindorf's eyes widened in horror at the defeat of Lord Shellie. The giant dragon tilted sideways towards the fortress. The big bad boy was too large for Goonindorf to catch with his powers. With no escape, the Deviant King roared, "Nooo!"

Lord Shellie fell into the fortress and crushed it under his size. The psychic power disconnected and the whole thing came crashing down. The group rushed out of the courtyard as the debris cloud filled it up. Lord Shellie slowly reverted to his normal size as he disappeared in the destruction. After a few moments of tinnitus-inducing crumbling, the fortress lay in ruin. The rubble continued to settle and roll.

"I see now why you all were so successful," Sammie lauded the group.

"My vacation home..." tears welled up in Persica's eyes. Her space friend soothed her with back rubs.

"Brother! (⊙ _ ⊙ )" Samira appeared. "That was skibidi Ohio! You guys rewrote the game's code! It's all dog water thanks to your entirely new summoning mechanic and Sonia's stunt!"

"Ye," Gamer played it cool.

"But look alive! I'm still reading an enemy under the rubble."

Gamer checked his minimap and saw one glaring red dot in front of him. Sure enough, the rubble of the fortress scattered apart as something flew out from beneath. Goonindorf, cast in darkness, floated above the ruined fortress. His breaths were deep, and his eyes were pupil-less. His body and clothes were snared by the draconic terrorism.

"Vile Gamer... I refuse to lose to you. I will bring tears to the kingdom! I will suffer unto you uncharted, blood red redemption! I am the face of evil!"

Gamer groaned, "There's the Shade we know and hate."

Goonindorf showed the backside of his fist and the Biforce flashed. The storm above rumbled, and then a flash of lightning bolted downwards. It pierced the top of the mountain. The volcano started to violently shake. After a few moments, it erupted. Apocalypse blanketed the skies with smoke and lava. Fire cascaded across the mountain.

Sammie took charge, "We should return to my ship. We'll be safe inside."

Persica concurred, and the two blondies started for the spaceship. However, Persica realized that the remaining trio didn't move. Gamer, Minnie, and Sonia remained side-by-side, and glared up at the final boss. Persica called out, "What are you doing? It's too dangerous!"

"We're ending this," Gamer's glare towards Goonindorf matched the end of the world. "Sammie, keep the princess safe. I'm counting on you."

"Roger that," Sammie took Persica by the hand. She guided the worrisome princess to the safety of her ship, hoisted her up to the hatch with mighty ease, and closed up the ship. A couple chunks of molten magma and rock hit the ship. As Sammie promised, it took no damage.

Minnie asked Gamer, "Got a winning plan against this guy? His psychic powers make him untouchable."

"We have to make him cum. If Asterion were here, what would he do..." Gamer contemplated. He thought of all his time together with the minotaur - and one moment stood out. He turned to his blue-themed friends, "I think I know how we're gonna do it..."

Goonindorf floated down in front of the trio. The dark energies surrounding him infected the stone rubble. It turned them into dust, or raised them up via telekinesis. The Deviant King spoke, "You face the Edge Lord! You either cum for me, or you die by me. Which will it be?!"

Goonindorf thrust a hand forward and tore the clothes and shell off of everybody. They were mentally stripped to... speedos? Gamer, Minnie, and Sonia were all nude apart from tight-fitting, expressive speedos. The bizarre sight made the Lord of Degeneracy hesitate... they had great asses!

Samira sent (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵), and a metal cover of U Got That sounded throughout the courtyard. The trio tapped their foot to the beat, and when it dropped, so did the hip thrusts. They channeled the spirit of Asterion and Ricardo in their dance moves. Body twists, ass shakes, abdominal display, and smoldering glances. Goonindorf gawked, and each pop of their bodies hit him like pelting baseballs.

Sonia swung her shoulders and shot a deadly, sexy glare that hit Goonindorf right in the testies.

Minnie slapped his tanned, practically exposed ass. It sent erotic vibes that tingled the entire length of Goonindorf's pants rocket.

Gamer turned sideways and grooved his hips forward. The sensual humps exemplified his half-chub bulge, and lambasted Goonindorf's nipples to erection.

The trio synched up with one more shoulder waggle, forward hip thrust, and a whiplash smolder. The combination rocked Goonindorf like a hurricane. He yelled out in astonishment as his clothes were torn away by the critical levels of sexiness.

"How... are they so... sexy..." Goonindorf's mind started to blank. His whole body was numb. This went beyond typical gooning material. He gritted his teeth and glared at the trio, "Damnable insects! Do what you can, but I will never cum. I have all the power and control. You will lose all your stamina, ejaculate like weak betas, and fail to even edge me!"

Gamer reached behind his back, "You're wrong, Goonindork. You can be a deviant, gooner, and even a sigma, but I am beyond your comprehension. I'm a ligma."

Goonindorf snarled, "What's a ligma?"

"Ligma balls! Got 'em!" Gamer screwball threw one of the pink pills he stole from the picture world at Goonindorf. It entered his agape mouth, left open by the killer diss, and nearly choked him. He consumed the pill and coughed.

"Ah! You made me swallow it!" Goonindorf gagged.

"Phrasing," Samira ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"What are those?" Minnie asked.

Gamer held up the bottle of pink pills, "It says on the fine print that they're gender pills. So, if my theory is correct..."

Goonindorf lurched. His body shifted and changed. Goonindorf's frame and face slimmed, his hairiness became smoothness, and his cock shrank. He retained muscle, and his countenance softened. His chest bowed out, his genitals receded, and a pussy and breasts formed like sculpted clay. Goonindorf was now Goonettedorf.

"What did you do to me?!" Goonettedorf cried out a pleasant whine. Her face flushed red with fear and horniness.

"I gave you what every gooner wants; I perversified your body!"

"Nooo!" Goonettedorf fell backwards, so much so that she rolled up on her shoulders. She was far more flexible now, as her legs easily folded over her head. Her ass and vagina were pointed skyward. At this angle, she could admire her own sexiness. Her goonette mindset kicked in. A fire within warmed the sweet flower between her legs.

"What is this feeling... this yearning... my mind is..." Goonettedorf flickered her eyes between her large knockers and new pussy. The pills did more to Goonettedorf than just change her gender. She could feel her body buzzing with lust. Her imagination pictured delicious cocks and juicy pussy to eat. She bit her lower lip and fought to keep her hands from feeling herself up. It'd been so long since she felt this elated.

Gamer launched forward into the air at Goonettedorf. He pulled out the master dildo and stabbed downwards at Goonettedorf's puckering pussy.

"Wait! No!" Goonettedorf gasped. She couldn't correct the positioning in time. The dildo punctured and slipped in like it was a blade. It plunged nearly a foot in, and Goonettedorf contorted with pleasure. Her eyes rolled back and she stuck out her tongue. Her pussy tightened around the shaft.

"You can't do this! I don't consent! Consent is key!" Goonettedorf wiggled her legs to try and free herself. Big mistake -- shockwaves of ecstasy shot through her body from the dildo bending.

"Hypocrite," Sonia snarled.

Gamer remained in the butter churning position. He shoved more of it. Goonettedorf's body convulsed with the assisted masturbation. She made her most perverted face yet, and began giggling like an idiot. Her pussy discharged sweet juices all over the dildo and herself. Gamer claimed her orgasm. With the angle of her body, she soon drenched her tits and mouth. When the master dildo's hilt/balls bumped against her clit, her mind emptied. So full, so satisfying; she couldn't help it. She loved it.

Darkness erupted out of the feminized Dark Dickness. Gamer backflipped away. Goonettedorf was no more, and instead, a large, fat pig man rose inside the darkness. Goonindorf transformed yet again, but this time into a big piggy boy. His short, stumpy dick was well hidden under his fupa.

"My body... no! Ten years..." Goonindorf was aghast at his true form.

"I see. So underneath the looksmaxxing and sigma persona, you're actually a fat, ugly bastard," Gamer crossed his arms. A pitiful sight.

"It's over, Goonindorf. You don't even have your precious powers anymore," Sonia cracked her knuckles. She was ready to throw down.

"No! I can still defeat you!" Goonindorf raised a fist. The Biforce illuminated the area, "I demand of you the most difficult challenge in all of reality! I challenge you to Rock, Paper, Scissors!"

Gamer scrunched his nose at the ridiculous suggestion, "What? No!"

"Bah!" the rejection of his cringe dematerialized Goonindorf. As he faded away, the darkness within formed a vapid silhouette. It yelled out with eternal hatred and stretched towards Gamer. The remnant of Shade, which awoke and festered inside Goonindorf, had one more go at reaching Gamer. He screamed like a soul of the damned right in Gamer's face, "Who do you think you are?!"

"To you and the council..." Gamer took out his magnum and pointed it up at Shade's visage. "I'm the only thing you fear."

Gamer pulled the devil's trigger. The bullet pierced through the darkness, silenced the scream, and evaporated the darkness. As the evil dispersed, Goonindorf was no more and the dark clouds above dispersed. The skies returned to normal, with a midday blue skybox brightening up the volcano. Even the magma stopped, and the volcano returned to being dormant.

"That was way more of a headache than it needed to be," Samira (╥﹏╥)

A draconic claw extended out of the ruined fortress. Lord Shellie pulled himself free, and struggled his way to his feet. He breathed heavily, exhausted from the day's events, and glared forward at everybody. Sammie's spaceship was airbound, and hovered over the drawbridge. He could see his beloved through the windshield. However, the trio of speedo sporting assholes stood before him. Lord Shellie himself had nothing on, now that his shell was destroyed.

They all had nothing to hide.

"It's over, Lord Shellie. No more Goonindorf, and no more tyranny," Asterion said. He appeared out of nowhere beside the group.

"Where have you been?" Sonia and Gamer said almost simultaneously, though Sonia was a couple seconds faster.

"I died and had to respawn. You know how it is," Asterion shrugged. There was something wrong with his delivery, but the others didn't press him on it.

Lord Shellie bore his sharp teeth, "I have done all I can to help my people. You have done nothing but been a thorn in my side. You have taken care of my beloved, but shaken my conquest at its core. I can never side with you, whatever you may do. I have..."

Gamer recognized that the monologue resembled a final boss's lament. It droned on, and Lord Shellie started to get very poetic. Gamer didn't care to listen, and that's when Samira ᥫ( ಠ- ಠ )つ the Skip button into view.

"Hmm, that's cool and all. But..." Gamer grinned in the middle of Lord Shellie's declarations.

Lord Shellie was too enthralled in expression to hear Gamer. Sonia didn't understand, but the minotaur gasped. He became desperate, "Gamer, wait!"

Lord Shellie thrust a decisive finger forward at Gamer, "... and heed my words, Gamer! I will never be swayed by..."

***

"Wow! You are good," Lord Shellie admitted, the sheets barely covering the large shellie.

"I told you," Persica smoked a doobie to his right, with no clothes on. She barely covered her breasts by squishing them with her arms.

The two were in a massive king-sized bed. The chambers they were in had red bricking, and an interior design of Cammy's castle. What confirmed the jarring location change was the landscape seen outside the windows. Blocky hills and grassland; they were indeed inside Cammy's castle.

Gamer, on the other side of Lord Shellie, relaxed in his confidence, "I'm pretty good at this. What can I say?"

"Goddamn you, Gamer!" Asterion grunted next to Gamer. He had checked beneath the sheets and then pulled them down. He revealed that both of his legs were bionic. Thankfully, his cock and balls were still flesh. Asterion glared at Gamer, "Stop fucking skipping cutscenes!"

"Hey, c'mon, the final battle was running long," Gamer didn't apologize.

"You can skip cutscenes?" Sonia leaned forward from the other side of Persica. She couldn't see it, but her whole form was different. She was a bonafide furry, with a blue-tinted lycanthropic form. She resembled a monstrous, yet curvy, hedgehog. However, she was more attracted to Gamer's trick to notice, "Show me how -- that shit is vital to speedrunning."

"Uh... Sonia..." Gamer pointed at her furry tits.

She glanced at herself, and then gasped, "What the...?! When did this happen?!"

"Gamer..." Asterion snarled.

Movement from beneath the sheets startled Gamer. Somebody brushed their turtle tits and torso along his groin, and shortly after, Minnie pulled the sheets back. She laid on Gamer, "Did you guys get amnesia again?"

"Uh, yeah," Gamer went with the flow. "When did we defeat Goonindorf?"

"That was almost two days ago, Gamer," Persica informed. Similar to last time, she didn't like the juxtaposition between their calm demeanor and current kookiness.

"I'm going to strangle you," Asterion threatened.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Gamer teased.

"I have a tail!" Sonia's eyes lit up when she twisted her supple hips. A small tail wagged right above her pretty behind.

"Where's the space mommy?" Gamer sought milk.

"Sammie is monogamous," Persica answered. Gamer became distraught, but Persica and everybody ignored him, "She brought us here in her spaceship. When it was clear what Gamer's intentions were, she remained in the vessel to perform maintenance."

"So... did we bang?" Gamer asked. Minnie rolled over to let him see his pecker. It slowly hardened next to her voluptuous body. It poked her side, and she started to gently rub it.

"Yeah, and it was wild. I made a bet that you couldn't get me in bed for a party," Lord Shellie explained the lead up. Then he sighed with some shame, "And I obviously lost."

"Nooo! I skipped the group sex, too!" Gamer cried. Asterion shook his head and got out of bed. He made his way to the bedroom door, and Gamer beckoned, "Hold up, big boy! We can still do round 2!"

"Round 4," Persica corrected.

"Round 4!"

Asterion opened the door and said, "I'm not in the mood. Dealing with an issue right now. Sorry, but I have to think."

The door closed and Gamer grew concerned. The rest of the group checked each other out. A lot of exposed nipples.

"Round 4?" Gamer shrugged.

Lord Shellie sighed and lowered the sheets to reveal his draconic mass. It rose up and garnered everybody's attention.

"J. Todd Howard Christ! That thing's a fire extinguisher!" Gamer reached out. He glanced the whole thing with a downward stroke. Solid strong, and pulsing. The balls were bigger than Asterion's; squishy softballs full of yummy flavor. Spiky nubs covered the balls, but they weren't sharp enough to harm. They were obviously for pleasure.

Sonia, Persica, and Minnie joined in on brushing Lord Shellie's wyrmling. It twitched against the number of hands massaging it. Sonia's pupils turned into hearts, and the two NPC babes were fixated.

Lord Shellie didn't shy away from giving attention. He rubbed Persica and Gamer's backs, all the way from their necks to the crease of their ass. Minnie planted themselves on Lord Shellie's legs and focused on the testicles. Gamer and Persica laid on their sides and brought their faces right against the thick shaft. With their booties exposed, Lord Shellie cupped and squeezed their cheeks. Minnie and Persica joined in on their respective sides, and thus Gamer and Persica both had their asses fully pampered.

Gamer and Persica tag teamed the underside of the dragon's cock head. They rimmed their tongues below it, and whenever they met, they kissed and tongued one another. Their swapping of saliva and the taste of the lord's cock pulled a guttural moan from Lord Shellie.

Gamer flashed a sexy smirk past the cock, "Do you still want to oppose me?"

"Hmm, not really. I've never had a man service me before. You could say you're winning me over," Lord Shellie admitted.

"Man, if only abusive relationships worked like that in real life," Samira popped up.

"Oh, waddup, sis? I suspect Lord Shellie's AI stuff is changing because of me," Gamer smooched the cock.

"No cap! That's a homerun, brother! With all that said and done, your current high score is over three million! We've never been closer!"

"Just a bit more and we can shove a fat middle finger in the council's face!" Gamer laughed.

"Yeah! Fuck 'em! ╭∩╮( ＾◡＾)╭∩╮"

"I couldn't have done it without you. Thanks for all the help."

"Of course, fam. I got you! But I am feeling really achy (๑-﹏-๑) That was a long stretch of gaming. I'll hop off and leave you to your fun. Love you, bro! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡"

"Love you, too, Samira," Gamer responded, and then Samira left. Chanterelle was saved, Goonindorf and Shade were gone, and Gamer closed in on the Total High Score.

And now, a victorgy...

***

In the real world, at the International Gaming Council Headquarters, the meeting chambers were steeped in darkness. A spotlight turned on in the center of the room. It highlighted three individuals with their heads bowed. Dressed to kill, but unnerved by the environment, they kept their heads bowed. The one in the front was Nathaniel.

The light barely accented the long, crescent table that encircled them. The light failed to reveal the faces of twelve people seated at the table, all of whom faced inwards at Nathaniel and his two cohorts.

"Report in," one of the shadow figures instructed.

Nathaniel straightened up, "The criminal remains alive. Not only did he defeat Goonindorf, he killed a swath of the fortress NPCs, and recruited Lord Shellie onto his side. In total, his high score is over three million, but still below the world record."

"This is an outrage!" a councilor slammed a fist on the table.

"Completely preposterous!" a British accented councilor scoffed.

"And let us guess, he's boned one or two of them in the process," a female member snipped.

"On point, councilor," Nathaniel confirmed. This caused another outburst of pompous huffs and puffs. Nathaniel fought to hide the smirk they caused.

"Even recruiting help to dispose of his companions did nothing!" a young male councilor criticized.

"What do we do? He's too close! At this rate, he'll be granted his wish and we'll be made fools! Fools, I say!" a sniveling councilor chattered.

"He's made quite a name for himself online. The masses are all for the underdog," a councilor with a whole lotta bass said.

"Councilor Mortimer, your Shade and Goonindorf ideas have failed us! Plus, he is your son! What will you do to rectify this?" an elderly councilor said pointedly. Many more joined on the bandwagon to place blame.

Chad leaned forward in his chair, casting aside the shadowy veil. Not an ounce of worry wrinkled him. One of his robotic assistants provided a cigar to his mouth, and then lit it with a flame produced from its thumb. Chad took a few puffs, and then, "Everybody, stay calm. A pattern shows that my son struggles against highly skilled individuals, more so than silly computers. Asterion and Sonia have proven that in their attempts."

"We can't spend time vetting players; he'll just wander to another part of Chanterelle and murder hobo everything for points. Besides, anybody we send in will tip him over the world record if he somehow wins. It's too risky!" a councilor argued.

"What exactly are you suggesting, Councilor Mortimer?" the elderly council member asked.

Chad's ambiguity tangled up the council in confusion. The way Gamer's father carried his tone and stance rubbed Nathanial the wrong way. Just like how he abused Shade's mental breakdown to try and kill his own child. That's when Chad smirked, and Nathaniel saw a resemblance to Gamer. The similarities were uncanny.

Chad made it all clear, "I will personally rectify this issue. I will make him an offer he can't refuse..."

A moment of silence followed, but a sinister atmosphere filled the chamber. The father cut the suspense with finality.

"I'll make my own Gamer's Gambit."