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Dungeons and Drag Queens. Pt. 01

Normally I wouldn't play video games especially when they cost more than a grand but I had won this one in a contest so it was free.

It was your typical role playing game but with a twist. You see, I won the game on a fetish story site and was dying to play it.

It was called Dungeons and Drag Queens. It allowed online players to select female characters as their avatars in much the same manner of online games like World of Warcraft or Minecraft but was supposed to be chock full of sex scenes.

Now I have always had a secret desire to engage in sexual acts while pretending to be the girl but I have never indulged so I figured the game would provide some interesting play time.

The first step was to choose my character. Since this was an Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game (MMORPG) with tons of players and many online characters were already taken, I was forced to choose between the remaining choices of Dwarf, Warrior and Thief. SInce I wanted to try something girly I ignored warrior and dwarf and chose thief.Dungeons and Drag Queens. Pt. 01 Ρ„ΠΎΡ‚ΠΎ

Next was to select a name. Since I was only playing the game to beat off to some online sex scenes, I went all in and chose the name Crystal Tart.

Next was to get my starting skill levels so I could begin the game.

I used the random number generator and ended up with the starting values based on a one to a thousand scale:

Hit Points............. 322 - Could be better.

Strength............... 050 - Really sucks.

Endurance........... 846 - Energizer bunny here.

Speed................... 074 - Poor for a thief.

Magic.................... 000 - Shitty as hell.

Stealth.................. 425 - Fairly good.

Dexterity.............. 888 - Awesome.

Beauty.................. 929 - Fucking great.

Sex Appeal......... 999 - Highest possible score.

Fuckability........... 999 - Yeah, I'm gonna have fun.

Money.................. 181 - Poor but not broke.

Healing................ 000 - WTF???

Weapons:

Dagger................ 374 - Meh. Not too bad.

Sword................. 096 - Fuck me sideways.

Spear.................. 122 - God damn it.

Shield................. 759 - About damn time I scored.

Bullwhip............. 208 - Okay, it's something.

Poison................ 803 - Oh yeah.

Crossbow.......... 009 - Seriously?

Intelligence...... TBD.

Wisdom............. TBD.

Charisma.......... TBD.

Those last three bothered me since I knew damn well they were main components of most online games. Still the numbers weren't too bad. If I didn't like the way the game was going I could always start over.

And so with my character all sorted out and no job to go to since I was receiving unemployment, I got my snacks and 64 ounce belly buster of Cherry Coke and got ready to play.

I sat down and got everything just right for me and then selected my domain, the area where I would be questing... or whoring. I really hoped the graphics were up to snuff as I was looking forward to seeing my character doing it with many creatures. There were choices of desert, plains, forest, ocean, mountain, river valley, village, castle, caves and frozen tundra.

You could end up anywhere, this was just where you would begin your adventure.

I chose village as I figured I would have the best chance of hooking up either with a non player entity or another gamer for some fun. The instructions said I had to go see the village mystic as soon as I began the game.

I hit the start button and...

What the fuck? I felt like someone had tossed me out of a window. Where was I?

I tried to move and found myself laying on dirt with the smell of dung in my nose and slowly sounds began to infiltrate my head.

"Are you alright milady?" someone, a man nearby said. I ignored him.

"Make way, make way. Go on people make way or I'll have you cleaning streets for a week. You've all seen entries before. Give her some room to breathe." another voice said.

Something licked my face and I opened my eyes to see what looked like a goat licking me.

Someone nudged the goat away with his foot and extended a hand down to me. I took the hand offered and could have sworn my own hand looked small and frail but I was soon helped to my feet.

Was I in a car accident? Last thing I remember was playing a game in my apartment.

"Where am I?" I asked in what I could only describe as a voice that was somewhere between a girls and a womens.

"Yep, yer and entry all right. We get um from time to time. Don't know why. People just fall out of the sky round here. What's your name little lady?" the man asked.

I looked at him and what I saw shocked me to my core. He... or it, no definitely a he, was a full blown centaur. Half man and half horse. He easily towered over me by two feet and was made of pure muscle.

"What's going on, where am I and who the hell are you?" I asked as more of my senses returned.

"Confused huh. We get lots of that too. Most of ya go see the crazy lady when you entries get here. Maybe you should too. She's a good three leagues outside the village. I can carry you if you like. Just don't get used to it." the centaur said.

I had no idea whatsoever what to do. I began to look over myself and to my amazement I looked exactly like the female thief character I had been making in Dungeons and Drag Queens.

I was in the game... for real...

This was some sort of Jumanji shit. I remembered the instructions and asked, "Where is the village mystic?"

"I just says I'd take you to her now here, take my hand and I'll pull you up." the centaur said extending his hand.

I took his hand which severely dwarved my own hand and allowed him to easily lift me onto his back. I felt so tiny.

He quickly galloped off and I was forced to place my arms around his massive torso to keep from being thrown off. I tried my best to take stock of myself as I rode.

I was a woman, exactly like the avatar in the game. I was even dressed in the same pale blue dress from the game. I had something on my back and it turned out to be a small shield. On my belt was what seemed to be a leather change purse that jingled but I couldn't check its contents while I was riding.

I also seemed to be carrying a small dagger in a leather sheath along with a small glass vial attached to my rope like belt by some twine.

I tried to remember what my character scores were but couldn't exactly remember them. I knew there was something about a dagger and poison but the numbers didn't come to me. I did remember that I was fuckable and beautiful.

Now I was afraid. A video game was one thing but this?

Oh shit. What was going on here? I wanted to reach down between my legs but was afraid to let go so I waited. I didn't have long to wait as we soon stopped in front of a small stone cottage with a thatched roof and a chimney which was billowing out smoke.

"Here you go milady." the centaur said after depositing me on the ground. He then trotted off before I got to find out his name. I did happen to see the size of his cock and was both horrified and excited by its size.

I walked up to the only door of the cottage and gently knocked again surprising myself with the slight and frail look of my delicate hands.

A woman who seemed to be well over a hundred years old answered the door. It was obvious that she was blind.

"Ah yes. Your coming was foretold. Lady Crystal of the Clan Tart. I have a prophecy for you child." she said welcoming me into her house.

"I'm not a child, I'm almost twenty three and I'm not a lady, this is some sort of mistake. My name is Chuck, Chuck Riven." it was all I could think of to say.

"Everyone is a child to me Chuck, Chuck Riven. I may be blind but I know a lady when I see one." the old hag said.

"No, ist just one Chuck. How do I get here?" I clarified and asked.

"I see Just One Chuck. The prophecy foretold of a lady from the clan Tart calling herself Crystal who would rid the kingdom of the evil wizard. She was to arrive this very day on the back of a centaur and be ignorant of our world." the hag explained.

I remembered the name I had chosen for the role playing game. Crystal Tart.

Deciding not to argue as it seemed pointless I chose instead to ask, "So, what do I do now?"

"The prophecy says it shall be you who causes the beasts of Borlith to turn against the evil wizard and bring about his ruin. The Minotaur. The Cyclops. The Griffin. The Fairy and lastly the Werewolf. You must defeat each one in turn in order to return home. As long as the wizard reigns, there will be darkness in this world." the hag said.

Not wanting to hang around any longer than I had to, I asked, "Okay, so how do I do it? Find and defeat the beasts?"

"Journey to the forbidden keep through the hidden caves. You will need friends if you are to survive. That is all I can say." she said as a frightful look crossed her face as if she had just said too much. She then added, "You may stay here for the night."

I had a dinner with the old woman and try as I might, I could not get another word out of her.

I was given what seemed to be a sack filled with hay to sleep on and as I lay on it, I decided to try out my new plumbing and I reached down between my thighs to feel my pussy for the very first time.

Soft, warm and wonderful. The more I rubbed it, the wetter it became. It didn't take long to find my clit and soon I was well on my way to my first female orgasm. I was forced to bite down hard on the hay filled mattress to stifle a scream of pleasure as my orgasm shuttered through my whole body more intense than any I ever experienced jacking off.

I fell asleep with a wet pussy and woke up to play with myself again, this time adding the pleasure of my titties to the game. They seemed to be a good D cup and I was amazed that I hadn't noticed them the day before. I guess it was the shock of actually being in the game for real.

Breakfast was comprised of stale bread and warm milk straight from a goat. The old hag gave me instructions on how to proceed.

"To find your way to Borlith, you must buy a map and supplies in the village." she said. Yeah, I get this was a game but the old bitch could have been a little more helpful.

I used the disgusting outhouse before heading out to begin my quest.

Now I had to walk all the way back to the village I had come from yesterday. Fuck me. On the centaur's back it had taken no time at all to get here but on foot, it took all of the morning and part of the afternoon to get back.

The village was small with perhaps no more than twenty buildings and only one Inn. Seeing no where else to start, I went to the inn.

There were a total of twenty two people in the inn and except for one they were all dressed like towns folk, dirty with well worn clothes. But one was a woman a good deal taller than I was wearing a leather skirt and bra and she had a sword strapped to her back.

I guessed that she was another player in the game like me, probably some dude in his moms basement or something like that. I walked up to her and asked, "Let me guess, an entry here to play the game?"

"What was your first clue?" the tall woman said sarcastically and then added, "So, who are you?"

"Chuck Riven." I answered giving my real name.

"No, your game name?" she asked again so I answered, "Crystal Tart. I'm supposed to be a thief."

"Crystal Tart, that's a good one. First time here I guess? Well, I'm Xena the Hunter and I'm a warrior and also a futa. So where are you off to?" Xena asked.

"Xena? from the television show? I'm supposed to convince the beasts of Borlith to turn against the evil wizard so I can defeat him and return home." I explained.

"Yep, I used to love watching Xena, Warrior Princess. Let me clue you in on a little secret here. If you ignore your quest, you can just stay here and have fun forever. I've been here for nine years and I rule over this shitty little village but it beats flipping burgers at McDonald's." she explained.

This information was shocking. Ignore the quest altogether and just have fun.

"Okay, so what happens if I get killed or wounded? Do I die for real or wake up back in my apartment?" I inquired as this idea seemed to good to be true.

"You die here then you just go home. I've seen people come here multiple times. If you get wounded then you need to heal. I bet you didn't noticed that your healing points didn't have a number did you?" Xena said.

"Actually I did notice that. It said 000 plus it said TBD on intelligence, wisdom and charisma. What's that all about?" I asked.

"Your intelligence, wisdom and charisma is whatever you brought into the game with you. Your hit points go down whenever you're injured or starving. The only way to get them back up and even get more is to take a special potion that heals and invigorates. Lets see your hit points." Xena said and then grabbed my left arm and held it for a few seconds and soon all my points and scores became visible like a tattoo.

She looked over the list that appeared on my arm for a moment and looked at me and said, "Fuckability? Yeah I get that, I wanna bend you over right here and bang you till your brain bleeds. Lets see, hit points, 322 and no healing yet. You need to do something about that. Wanna go on a quest to get some potion to get your healing up?" Xena asked.

"Sure, how... I mean where do we go?" I alsed.

"It's pretty easy, almost any male monster or man for that matter has healing potion. We just have to catch one that's all. But before we get started, there is the part about you being so god damn fuckable." Xena said and began eyeing me with obvious lust in her eyes.

I was never much with the ladies and here was a beautiful warrior lady lusting over me and I was dying to see her cunt even if I didn't actually have a dick in this game world.

"I do have a perfect score on the fuckability chart. Too bad were both ladies here." I said.

"Oh sweetie, maybe you didn't hear me at all, I said I was a warrior and a FUTA. Do you know what a futa is?" she asked.

"Um, no... not exactly. Why?" I asked suddenly becoming wary.

In response Xena pulled aside the fold in her leather skirt revealing a huge dong that hung down almost to her knees.

"Your a guy?" I asked in astonishment.

"No, I'm a futa. You can read all about it when you get back home since you're going home right now. Perhaps you should save your game progress incase you want to return although I think you might think twice before coming back here after what I'm about to do to you." she said her eyes now even more lustful.

"What do you mean save my progress and what are you gonna do to me?" I asked suddenly getting a bit frightened.

"It says on your arm that you have 181 coins, just tap the red square next to them and say "Save Game". It costs 100 and when you come back you come back right here. If you dont say anything then the coins will appear for you to spend. Give it a try." she explained.

A little less afraid, I touched the red square tattoo on my arm next to the coin and said "Save Game" and suddenly the number dropped from 181 to 81.

"See, it's so easy. Time to go home bitch."

Xena then grabbed me and forcefully bent me over one of the benches in the inn and ripped my dress all the way up past my ass and ripped my panties off leaving my poor virgin pussy and ass exposed. I then felt her cock head at my pussy and in one horrendous thrust she pushed all the way inside me.

Her cock was a good foot and a half long when it was soft and now it was hard and inside me. I felt it tearing up my insides.

The pain was horrible and as I was being fucked by the largest cock a woman ever had inside her, I saw my hit points going down.

307... another thrust hard enough to move the bench I was bent over.

285... and another thrust.

My pussy was on fire and no matter how much pain I was in from the massive cock inside me, I was still excited.

221... I began to moan from both pain and pleasure.

194... I knew I was being fucked to death.

I felt the cock pass between my lungs and start probing my heart.

155... I screamed at another massive thrust of the futa cock inside me.

068... "Please stop." I begged.

007... The world began to go dark as an enormous orgasm began to make my body quake.

000...

I woke up in my recliner with the game on the screen in front of me. I was covered with sweat and the afterglow of the fatal orgasm still rocked my body and my cock was hard and jizz was shooting out up in the air to land on my chest.

On the screen was the words, "YOU HAVE BEEN FUCKED TO DEATH. Come back when you have more hit points."

I noticed that I had zero hit points.

I stared at the computer screen for about a half an hour as I absorbed what had happened to me. I had entered the game for real, met a centaur and something called a futa and ended up getting fucked quite literally to death.

As the afterglow of both my orgasm and death began to wear off, I quite absent mindedly touched one of the jizz stains on my shirt and then touched the jizzy finger to my tongue, something I had never done before. As the now cold salty gooey jizz hit my tongue, the computer beeped.

I looked at the computer and saw that I had just earned one hit point.

Was sperm the secret potion that gave hit points and healing powers? Xena did say all male monsters and men have the potion.

I gingerly tasted another drop of my cum but nothing happened except the screen flashed a notice in red letters, "Only one hit point per person."

So, to get back in the game I needed more hit points and the only way to get them was to suck cock and drink sperm.

Time to work on getting back into the game.

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