And right before he comes, a screen of pink-violet text appears floating before his eyes:

Ariel Samuel Kaltmann

"The Erogamer"

LVL: 1 (0 / 200)

 

Stats

DOM: 20 / 470

SUB: 20 / 630

 

BOD: 27 (+)

LST: 29 (+)

SED: 15 (+)

FUK: 32 (++)

PRV: 34 (++)

ERO: 10 (+)

 

Stat Points: 5

Money: $800

 

Status Effects: 'Thirsty'

Description: Ariel Samuel Kaltmann is the only son of Abraham and Sarah Goldbaum, both of whom are now tragically if irrelevantly deceased. Raised in a dilapidated mansion by a woman who would make a CPS agent turn to God for answers, Ari has grown up to be a surprisingly well-adjusted nymphomaniac. Lacking any demons or dragons to slay outside of his well-stocked library of video games, he currently lives in his best friend's penthouse apartment, mooching guiltily off her near-infinite funds and supplementing his frugal lifestyle with occasional camwhoring. This last, plus his near-inexhaustible desire for sex, has drawn the all-seeing eye of the Erogame.

 

Skills

Erogamer's Body (Lvl MAX): The biological ability to live your life as an erogame. Venereal disease doesn't exist for you, or periods or pregnancies or yeast infections. Arbitrarily large appendages can fit inside any of your orifices. You heal from all marks with a good night's sleep, ready for the next day's adventures. Other aspects of this skill depend on the BOD stat.

Erogamer's Soul (Lvl MAX): A different player might have received an Erogamer's Mind skill to unlock their potential and allow them to play the game as it is meant to be played. Either you really didn't want that, or your mind was already porny enough to impress the Erogame. This core skill only prevents your mind from being fundamentally and permanently damaged by extreme sexual experiences, and allows you to make voluntary use of the FUK, SED, LST, and PRV stats.

Erogamer's World (Lvl MAX): The consent of reality to live your life as an erogame. People are never too preoccupied to consider sex or romance, not while you're around. Bystanders won't ignore what you do, but they're unlikely to actually stop you. Those who do decide to involve themselves are drawn into the logic of the Erogame. If you go far enough that an authority sees no choice but to intervene… they won't treat you as a simple criminal. Other aspects of this skill depend on the ERO stat.

 

Perks

Au Naturel: You can be naked wherever you want, without risking arrest or (unwanted) negative social consequences. People will notice, and might be shocked or even object, but they will only do it in ways that enhance the eroge aspect of the scene, and you will only be stopped if you would want to be.

 

Info // Status Effects

Thirsty: Your effective LST and PRV are increased by 1 while you're as horny as you are.

 

Info // Character Stats

LVL / Level: The quantified totality of your potency as an erogame character. The effect of this characteristic goes beyond just the 5 extra stat points you get per level, and the additional perk point you receive every 5th level.

BOD / Body: Your physical attractiveness, and other biological capabilities. At higher levels, your body becomes able to enact more exotic erogame events.

LST / Lust: The intensity of your sexual urges, and how easy it is to get you going.

SED / Seduction: Your ability to seduce others, to pique their interest and arouse their desire.

FUK / Fucking: Your ability to perform in bed and give others pleasure… or other sensations.

PRV / Perversion: Your descent into the world of naughtiness, fetish, deviance, and corruption.

ERO / Erogame Logic: The extent to which the world will bend---or can be bent by you---to create romantic and sexual situations in defiance of probability. Or at higher levels, physics.

DOM / Dominant Energy: Based off SED and FUK, fueling skills that invoke your dominance, sadism, or mastery.

SUB / Submissive Energy: Based off LST and PRV, fueling skills that invoke your submission, masochism, or service.

 

Info // Character Stats // Level

At LVL 1, and 0% progress toward the next level, you're at the very start of your new life, a world of untapped possibilities lying ahead of you.

You can increase your level by completing the quests the Erogame offers you, or by causing romantic and sexual events to happen to you or around you. The more difficult the challenge, the greater the rewards.

 

Info // Character Stats // Body

A BOD of 27 represents that... you're incredibly hot, let's be honest with everyone here, you can't even pretend you don't know it. You're not, mind, the literal hottest person on Earth—yet. Growth mindset. Although why you haven't decided to take better care of your appearance to get even hotter is anyone's guess, it's not like it's hard.

You can increase this stat through exhibitionism, and other acts that invoke the pure beauty and power of your physical form.

 

Info // Character Stats // Lust

You're probably one of the horniest people around wherever you go. If you had your way, you'd have sex at least once a day, probably more often. With a LST of 29, you're always checking people out, and you could... well, you know you could actually have sex daily if you really tried. With a body and a face like yours, you could at the very least use one of those sex apps, come on.

You gain in this stat while experiencing sexual urges that are unusually intense or that go on unusually long.

 

Info // Character Stats // Seduction

Your seduction skills are... clearly lacking, a 15 only slightly above average. You prefer the direct approach, and there's nothing wrong with that, but it's still not the most precise instrument for this job, even if coupled with those abs it may often be sufficient to get you laid. But there's more to sex than just "get laid" and you could very much find different heights if you expanded a bit your horizon of approaches.

You can increase this stat by arousing the romantic interest or sexual desire of others, and successfully pursuing them or being caught.

 

Info // Character Stats // Fucking

Your FUK of 32 is only a formalization of something you already know: you're a professional. You're not only good in bed, you're good enough to be—and have been—paid for it. For some unthinkable reason, you stopped, and now reduce yourself to doing cam shows. It's enough to get some ice cream money, but it could be more.

How do you increase this stat? Take a fucking guess.

 

Info // Character Stats // Perversion

At 34, PRV is your highest stat, surpassing even your skill in bed. Not for no reason—you're probably among the kinkiest people on the planet, and there's very very little you wouldn't be up to. Not that you've actually pushed this any; it's just who you are, as a person. But there are waters you haven't dipped your toes into, waters deep enough most people don't even know they exist. You could dive. Will you?

You can increase this stat by looking for opportunities to get even kinkier. 

 

Info // Character Stats // Erogame Logic 

At an ERO of 10, your life has become an erogame taking place in a mostly realistic setting. What happens to you might seem unlikely to others, but it won't break their belief in a sane universe… yet. Witnesses will reach for explanations other than the Erogame, but they'll still notice the unusual events.

If you keep pushing probability to its limits, then probability will learn to be a bit more flexible down there, relax and take it in and not protest so much.

 

Info // Character Stats // Dominant and Submissive Energy

If this were a different game, you'd have mana and hit points.

 

And they'd refill just from you sitting around on your ass doing nothing.

 

 

 

 

Lol

Ari comes, in possibly the most confusing orgasm of his life.

Then he reads the wall of hot-pink text floating before his eyes.

"...I put plenty of work into my appearance!" he eventually says. "I acknowledge that's a stupid thing to get hung up about, here, but I do!"

His hand still sticky with cum, he grabs a pencil and scribbles down some notes on the content of the message (notably, his parents' names), then stares at his own stats.

"I guess I should... test this out?" he wonders aloud. Hesitantly, he pokes at the +LST button.

As soon as he comes, a window appears:

You have lost the status "Thirsty".

Another window appears overlaying the stats screen when he tries to add to his LST:

WARNING

Your LST stat cannot currently be raised using Stat Points. Please complete the Stat Advancement Quest first.

"Stat Advancement Quest? I have to go on a quest to get hornier? ...That fucking rules."

He considers for a moment, then pokes +SED. "You basically told me to do this one, I'm gonna be very disappointed if you don't let me."

It absolutely lets him! He now has 16 SED.

After some further consideration, he puts the rest of his points into SED as well. He's probably going to need it. (Besides, his gamer soul itches at his current unbalanced build. SED is clearly not an appropriate dump stat.)

Now he has to figure out what to do next.

He's really bad at that.

"Uh," he tries, "do I have any quests right now?"

Seems like a good moment for these two to appear!

Quest available: Love Is Just A Game

Go try your newly minted seduction powers out: seduce someone who is not visibly looking to be seduced within two hours of meeting them.

Success: +200xp, +1 SED
Failure: 'Shame' status effect, 2 days
Time Limit: 12 hours from quest start
Accept: Y/N

Quest begun: Coming Strong

You must prove your readiness before you can finish advancing the LST stat to 30!

Come ten times on a single day, at least seven of which must be by having sex with someone who didn't initially seek you out, to at least five different types of sexual stimuli (different people doing the same thing to you do not count as different stimuli).

Success: LST 30, +5,000xp
Failure: Continues until completed

"I like these quests. These are good quests."

Ari mops himself off and goes to pull his pants back up, then stops. The game did say he could walk around naked, didn't it? Why the fuck should he ever wear clothing again?

He shucks off his shirt and pants, then puts his sneakers back on. Thinking about walking down the street like this has his cock stiffening again. He gives it an experimental stroke and notices it's much less oversensitive than it by rights should be; in fact, going by feeling alone, it's as if he came hours ago. It's a bit tender, but still responsive. That LST quest is looking a lot more plausible than it would have yesterday.

He pauses at the threshold of the apartment. He does kind of need to address the possibility that he's just crazy, there's no bizarro game-thing arbitrating his fate, and that walking around at half-mast wearing only his Nikes will still get him as arrested as ever. The rational thing to do would be to take the first quest, see if he notices a difference from his SED boost, take things slow. Probably tell Sally about it too.

He tosses this line of thinking straight into the garbage where it belongs, takes the elevator down to the ground floor, and steps out in all his glory. Hello, world.

Your trust in the Erogame has increased your ERO stat by 1!

When he arrives at the ground floor, it's deserted except for the receptionist, who seems too entertained by her phone to look up at the arriving Ari.

That could be a coincidence. Ari doesn't think so - he's pretty difficult to ignore - but it could be.

He steps out onto the sidewalk, hands behind his head, his erection now fully evident. It's warm for Canada, this late in the spring, but there's still a nip in the air; he shivers in a thoroughly erotic manner as his balls draw up.

He looks around to see what, if any, reaction he gets. (This is kind of the moment of truth, here. The nervousness still lurking in his gut makes him a little bit harder.)

There's a lady just exiting the store in front of his apartment building and she freezes when she sees him and... just stays there, staring openmouthed. A guy passing by happens to look at him, blinks twice, then gives Ari a thumbs-up before moving on. And old lady walking her dog sees this and shakes her head then mumbles something about "kids these days" before moving on with a very haughty air.

"What. The. Fuck," is the most audible reaction, from another guy who's across the street and just finishing a phone call.

This is not, in principle, the most encouraging reaction he could have gotten. But the old lady not screaming or having a heart attack gives him enough faith to overcome the churning anxiety telling him to run back inside like the Devil is after him.

So he walks across the street, only shaking a little bit, and says to the guy, "I'm on a dare. What, you never saw a naked guy before?"

"Not with a pole like that I haven't."

Store lady has overcome enough of her shock to hurry away from the terrifying naked dude.

He grins and thrusts his hips forward a bit. "It's lovely, isn't it? It's my second-best feature."

"Do you have to?" he asks, sounding disgusted. "...what's the best?"

"I'm sure you can guess," he says with a raise of his eyebrows. "And I don't have to, but where would be the fun in that?"

"...I actually can't," he says, blinking. "And I'd think a dare oughtn't be... fun."

"Oh, it's my ass," he says blithely. "And dares can be as fun as you want them to be! It's not much of a dare if it's something you were going to do anyway, but as long as there's a risk to it, why not make it something you'll like? Like, say, if I got dared to walk outside buck-naked and seduce the first handsome stranger I saw. It's not my average Tuesday, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself."

"Fuck off, Jesus Christ," he says, turning to leave.

Ari shrugs. "If you really don't want any, suit yourself. Just be a little more careful with what you stare at next time, alright? A guy could get confused."

He snorts but valiantly doesn't look over his shoulder.

Quest available: Going Straight

Because of you, Spencer Anderson is now questioning his sexuality. That was not very nice of you. You shouldn't go around giving people epiphanies about themselves like that. Don't do anything more about this and let the guy live his life in peace.

Success: Spencer Anderson returns to his nice, heterosexual life and eventually forgets about the bizarre naked dude he saw one day
Failure: +300xp, Spencer Anderson starts rethinking how he views himself and the world
Accept: Y/N

That's what he fucking thought. He hits Y, fully intending to fail.

"Hey," he says, in a softer tone. (He thinks that might be his increased SED talking; he's never been good at switching gears like that before.) "For real, though. Nobody's around, I'm not gonna tell anybody. Are you so sure you're not a little bit into it?"

"Tell anybody what," he says, deadpan (though he does stop walking).

"That you are, if you are. Into it. I know people get worried about that kind of thing. But if you are... I'm just saying, you seemed to like looking. Doesn't have to stop there."

"I'm straight," he says, defensively.

Ari shrugs. "Call it experimentation. Everybody else did it in college, you're just catching up."

"With some naked dude I met in the middle of the street."

(A girl across the road from them is walking very fast, blushing beet red.)

"Who better? You don't have to worry about ruining our friendship. And I'm hot."

He rolls his eyes but can't help looking down between Ari's legs again. Before even more resolutely dragging his eyes back up to Ari's face. "I'm straight," he repeats more weakly. "And you're gonna get arrested sometime, walking around naked with a boner like that."

"Wanna bet?"

It's ambiguous which of those statements he's responding to.

His cock bobs tantalizingly when Spencer's gaze drops. "You can touch it if you want," he confides. "Not even as part of this whole conversation we're having; if you wanna touch it and run, I'm not gonna stop you. The option's open."

"I'm gonna get arrested," he says nervously, but now he's given himself implicit permission to stare he's having a hard time not staring.

...it helps that there are lots of things to stare at, there, not just cock.

"There's no law against talking to a nudist," Ari scoffs. "I'm not committing a felony, you can't abet me."

He smiles a little bit wider. Yes, he's very much aware of how much there is to stare at on his body. He's made something of a pastime of it, on occasion.

He starts chewing on his lower lip and then suddenly realizes they're in the middle of the street and looks around in a panic. There's a couple a bit farther on giggling but it's not clear if it's at them. "Can we not talk about this here—" he says in an agonized tone.

"Sure! I live across the street, as you might have guessed. Or if you'd rather not, there's this really convenient blind alley right over there."

He points. There is, in fact, a very convenient alley, difficult to look into properly from any convenient angle but shockingly clean from what can be made out. It looks simultaneously disreputable and oddly inviting.

"Alley."

Ari leads the way. More precisely, Ari's cock leads the way, with Ari following behind, and Spencer presumably behind him.

On the inside, the alley is exactly as clean as it looked. (The convenient architecture blocking the entrance from casual view is regrettably too convenient for this margin to contain.) Ari turns back around and leans against the wall, hips jutting forward conspicuously.

Spencer follows, yeah, looking around nervously, but no one seems to be looking. He disappears into the alley after Ari, then stares some more at Ari's cock. "I'm straight," he whimpers, more to try to convince himself than anything.

Slowly, gently enough that Spencer could pull away if he wanted, Ari takes Spencer's hand and guides it to wrap around his shaft.

Spencer closes his eyes when he touches Ari's cock but does wrap his hand around it, and starts... moving. Slowly. Uncertainly.

Ari lets out a low moan. Experienced or no, it's nice to feel someone else's skin on his.

He reaches out and lays one hand on Spencer's crotch, fingering the zipper inquisitively. 

Spencer freezes when that happens, but then opens his eyes and nods minutely before resuming his movements.

Ari unzips him and pulls out his erection, stroking fluently. He evaluates the cock in his hands - its length, its girth, its texture - and decides that it is Good.

"Nice cock," he whispers.

It is in fact a nice cock! Nicer than one would randomly expect from someone picked up off the street, above average in length, cut and fairly aesthetically pleasing. Maybe the Erogame is throwing Ari a bone?

Spencer shudders when he's touched and squeezes Ari's cock, licking his lips and swallowing. He still looks visibly nervous but that doesn't stop his erection from twitching in Ari's hand.

Implausibly convincing some rando off the street to trade handjobs has increased your ERO by 1!

Ari considers taking this further. But... no, this is good. If he's going to take that LST quest - and he's going to - he might as well get handjobs out of the way as a stimulus, and he doesn't want to scare the poor guy off by suggesting fluid exchange. So instead he pushes into Spencer's uncertain hand, while twisting his own along Spencer's tip in a way that he's pretty sure will push him over the edge.

"Oh fuck," Spencer says, and his dick tenses... but not quite over the edge yet. He's close, though. "Can—can I—use my m-mouth," he asks, shivering a bit.

"Yeah," Ari breathes. "Yeah, go ahead, that's fine."

He gets down on his knees, trembling, and stares at Ari's cock, as if he doesn't know what to do now.

Ari lifts his hips up. 

"Just lick it," he suggests. "Like a lollipop."

He does, just the tip, then stops and looks up at Ari's face. "Don't come on me. Or in me."

"I'll let you know," Ari promises.

Spencer nods seriously then takes Ari into his mouth. He takes a couple of seconds to figure out what to do but eventually decides to go with what he likes girls to do to him. He starts slowly, tasting Ari, using his lips more than his tongue, getting used to the shape in his mouth.

Ari moans obligingly. 

He tastes clean, mostly, like skin and soap. There's a hint of sweat, though, and even as the head enters his mouth a thick drop of precum wells up onto his tongue, salty and just a bit sweet. 

He freezes a bit again when he feels the precum in his tongue, but decides he likes it. It's... encouraging. He starts using tongue and sucking, going back and forth with his head. He reaches with his right hand to hold the base of Ari's dick, focusing on trying to learn how the art of cocksucking... works.

Ari is more than happy to cooperate, with lustful noises and words of encouragement whenever Spencer gets something particularly right. His hand tangles in Spencer's hair, barely even gripping, just the slightest pressure of contact.

He's in no hurry to finish; he's content to enjoy himself as long as Spencer feels like broadening his palate.

Spencer's a fast learner, and is getting noticeably better at this, probably from a combination of Ari's instruction and knowledge of past people who have blown him. Whatever the case, he's now using his hand and tongue more expertly, holding Ari's thigh with the other hand, sucking and licking and, every now and then, popping Ari out of his mouth to suck on Ari's balls while jerking him off.

Ari likes that. Ari really, really likes that.

How much, though? 'Cause Spencer is kinda forgetting his early shyness and kinda really really wants to make Ari cum, here. He reaches back down to jerk himself off and he's hard as rock, shivering occasionally with lust and repressed perversion.

Well, if he wants Ari to cum...

"I'm-" Ari pants. "I'm gonna."

He said he doesn't want Ari to come on or in him.

He has a second of hesitation before stopping blowing and getting to only jerking him off, pointing Ari's penis away from himself.

Ari shoots his generous load up against the wall, splattering the red bricks with thick white.

He's just barely winded, after. "Want me to- return the favor?"

He shakes his head then closes his eyes and comes, himself, in an implausible but narratively convenient fashion. He's still holding Ari's cock as he relaxes, slumping forward and resting his forehead on Ari's thigh.

Aw. That's cute. Ari scratches him behind the ears, in a hopefully non-condescending fashion.

He shivers a bit when he's scratched but doesn't leave this position. "That—that was—"

Quest completed: Love Is Just A Game

Goal: Seduce someone who is not visibly looking to be seduced within two hours of meeting them. +200xp, +1 SED
Hidden Goal #1: Seduce them within half an hour of meeting them. +300xp
Hidden Goal #2: Seduce them within ten minutes of meeting them. +500xp

Quest failed: Going Straight

Spencer Anderson's convictions have been shattered like glass. He can no longer tell right from wrong, left from right, straight from gay (or bi, he could be bi, right?), he doesn't know himself. He'll have a lot of soul searching to do. Are you happy now?

+300xp

Your level has increased by 1!

Your level has increased by 1!

Your level has increased by 1!

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 2/10 orgasms, 1/7 sex sessions, 2/5 different stimuli

"Nice, right?"

Ari's very happy, yes. And he's very excited about his shiny new level. Today has been very productive.

He nods minutely. "I never—I've been with girls. I like girls. You're a random dude who were—is there even a dare, was that a lie."

"Mm... no, I was actually told to go outside naked and get laid. It wasn't couched as a dare, exactly, but that's more about semantics than anything else. But I did pick you, it wasn't literally 'the first guy you see'."

"Why me," he whines, and looks up at Ari again. He's looking—lost, afterglowy, confused, all together.

Aw. "Because you're cute," he says, thinking and continuing the headscratches as he says it, "and I think people should broaden their horizons more. This was really fun, right? But it almost didn't happen, just because you didn't want to admit you wanted it. I think that's sad. I want to help people have more fun."

He's never really had a goal in life before, but this bout of armchair philosophy (and his mystical connection to a sexy extradimensional force beyond his comprehension) seems to have abruptly given him one. Yes, he's pretty much 100% behind this random thing he just made up. Help people have more fun.

Your newly-found goal in life has increased your ERO by 1!

"I never—thought—" He cuts himself off and blinks. "What's your name?"

"Ari. You?"

"I'm Spencer." He straightens up and shakes his cock to let the last droplets of cum fall on the ground before putting it back inside his pants and zipping up. Then he stands, looks at Ari's body again, and—blushes. "Oh, God, what did I just do."

"You had fun," Ari says imperturbably. "We both did."

"I—I don't know what comes next."

"Depends. You can go on your merry way, a little bit enlightened, and I could go on to enlighten some other folks. Or maybe that, but we make out a little first. Or maybe I give you my number, and this happens again sometime. Or maybe I give you my number and we make out a little. World's full of choices that way."

He looks—torn, conflicted, and very clearly tempted.

Poor guy. Ari elects to help him out.

"In case you want me to make the choice a little easier for you... you still haven't seen my best feature."

He makes a small, high-pitched sound in the back of his throat.

Ari giggles a little.

"Come on, give me your phone for a sec and I'll text mine. I don't have it on me, obviously, but it'll put me in your history so you can drop me a line if you ever want."

He nods three times really fast then hands Ari his phone.

Ari texts himself an eggplant emoji, then hands it back over.

"And you never said if you wanted a kiss goodbye."

He decides to just lean forward and kiss him before he loses his nerve.

Ari's a good kisser, especially when there's already a smile on his lips.

Spencer's not bad, himself. This skill at least transfers between men and women.

Ari lets him go eventually. This is fun, but he's got a new level to investigate.

"Regardless of any personal epiphanies you may or may not have just had, you probably don't want to be coming out of a blind alley followed immediately by a naked guy, right? So I'll give you a few minutes before I leave too."

"—right. It was. Nice to meet you." He nods, and flees.

Ari waves after. Au revoir, Spencer.

Now. Down to business. "Um... options? Or, no - info?"

Ariel Samuel Kaltmann

"The Erogamer"

LVL: 4 (1,300 / 5,000)

 

Stats

DOM: 70 / 530

SUB: 20 / 630

 

BOD: 27 (+)

LST: 29

SED: 21 (+)

FUK: 32 (++)

PRV: 34 (++)

ERO: 13 (+)

 

Stat Points: 15

Money: $800

 

Status Effects: None

Description: Ariel Samuel Kaltmann is the only son of Abraham and Sarah Goldbaum, both of whom are now tragically if irrelevantly deceased. Raised in a dilapidated mansion by a woman who would make a CPS agent turn to God for answers, Ari has grown up to be a surprisingly well-adjusted nymphomaniac. Lacking any demons or dragons to slay outside of his well-stocked library of video games, he currently lives in his best friend's penthouse apartment, mooching guiltily off her near-infinite funds and supplementing his frugal lifestyle with occasional camwhoring. This last, plus his near-inexhaustible desire for sex, has drawn the all-seeing eye of the Erogame.

...He's curious about something. He tries to drop three points into BOD.

The two first points go through—he can feel his body changing, his face becoming slightly more symmetrical, his muscles slightly more toned and aesthetic, his dick slightly longer and better-proportioned, his ass slightly rounder and more taut. He's becoming the male ideal of beauty.

Before he can press the button a third time, a quest window appears:

Quest begun: Greek God

You must prove your readiness before you can finish advancing the BOD stat to 30!

Show your naked body, in a sexual situation (i.e. walking naked around Central Park doesn't count) to 50 people who have never seen it.

Success: BOD 30, +5,000xp
Failure: Continues until completed

"...I fucking love this game."

He considers. Walking around doesn't count. What if he does it while jacking off? ...would his special dispensation even cover that, or would he just get arrested like any other creep? It just says he can be naked anywhere... Damn. He doesn't know enough about how this game handles edge cases.

Heh. Edge cases.

Whatever. Before he gets too into any of this, he needs to do something he already should have done in the first place: go back up to the apartment and pack a backpack with essentials. Phone, wallet, condoms, lube, maybe a vibrator or two. So he'll go back into the building, and-

-his keycard is in his wallet. In the apartment.

This is going to be a fun conversation with the receptionist.

He gives Spencer the few minutes he had promised, then strides out of the alleyway, still gloriously nude (he is never gonna get tired of that), and through the doors of the building. He walks over to the desk. "Excuse me?"

The receptionist on duty has been switched, and her replacement looks up at Ari and blinks when he walks in. "Mr. Kaltmann!" he exclaims.

"Hi, Eric. You're not gonna believe this, but I forgot my keycard again."

"And you're naked."

He tries on an embarrassed grin. "I am, yeah. Guess I forgot a little more than usual this time."

"Uh-huh," he says, giving Ari a you-are-obviously-joking stare. Then he sighs and starts typing stuff into his computer, and he hands Ari a blank keycard. "Only works once, you know the drill."

"You're a champ, Eric. Sure you don't want to come with me and make sure it works?"

"Mr. Kaltmann, today of all days is not the day you convince me to sleep with you," he says, giving Ari The Eye.

Quest available: The Reluctant Porter

Eric Jones thinks you're incredibly hot, but he's too professional to admit it or do anything about it. Persuade him to get over this hangup and have an amazing time with you.

Success: +500xp, Eric will turn a blind eye to you going out naked
Failure: 'Ashamed' status for 1 day, Eric will tell everyone to keep an eye on you
Accept: Y/N

...ooh!

Ari gives Eric a look. "Today of all days? That's not very nice. What, is there a stain on my shirt?"

He rolls his eyes. "Mr. Kaltmann, please take your keycard and go back to your apartment to fetch your everything."

"Alright, alright." Ari takes the keycard and makes his way over to the elevators. He punches in for the penthouse, then waits as the elevator climbs the shaft.

Absently, he strokes his own shaft, which is just starting to perk up again after a brief rest from his second orgasm of the day. He's probably going to have to use a prostate massager to eke out the last of his orgasms. He'll pack the Aneros in his bag.

He successfully enters the apartment and makes his way to his own room. He tosses certain possessions into a backpack (phone, wallet, condoms, lube, prostate massager, cock ring) and slings the bag over his shoulders. The feeling of rough canvas on bare skin gets him rock-hard and shivering almost instantly; he's always had a thing for this kink, the "only shoes and backpack" thing, and the Erogame is letting him live it. It is truly a merciful god.

He makes his way back downstairs and walks back up to the desk, hands gripping the straps of his backpack. "Hey, Eric. Thanks for the assist."

He raises his eyebrows. "Mr. Kaltmann, you are still naked. If you are arrested I will not be the one informing Ms. Martin of the reason. If you scandalize our other tenants we will have to take disciplinary action."

"I kind of like the sound of that disciplinary action. But I promise I'm not gonna get arrested."

"You are still going to traumatize other people."

"Man, what is up with you today? First you say I'm especially not going to convince you to sleep with me while I'm naked, then you say I'm gonna traumatize people. If you don't think I'm sexy, you can just say it."

"Mr. Kaltmann, my opinions are immaterial to the subject."

"But now I'm all curious. Do you think I'm sexy?" He steps back from the counter and splays his hands, showing off his physique and, incidentally, his generous hard-on.

He looks, then closes his eyes and sighs. "Why are you erect, Mr. Kaltmann? Wait, I don't think I want to know."

"Maybe I think you're sexy. Actually, scratch that 'maybe', I do. Come on, I answered your question, now answer mine. Fair's fair."

Eric levels Ari a look. "Mr. Kaltmann, I understand you are very proud of your seduction abilities and physical characteristics, but I don't see how my opinions about either are relevant to any kinds of interactions we might ever have."

Fuck it. Ari's coming in with the big guns.

"You wanna know what I think?" He slowly begins to advance on the counter. "I think you do think I'm sexy, but you're afraid to admit it, because you think it'd be inappropriate. I think you're just as hard as I am behind that desk. And I think," he says, leaning on the counter now, "that if you really don't want me, you should tell me outright. Because right now, I'm thinking I should go behind that counter and give you the blowjob of your life."

"M-Mr. Kaltmann!" Eric says, eyes wide. He does glance at Ari's lips for a split second before raising his gaze to Ari's eyes again.

And he didn't, technically, say he doesn't want Ari.

"That isn't a 'no'," Ari sings out.

He begins to walk around the counter.

"Mr. Kaltmann, that—" He steals a look again and swallows. "That would be extremely unprofessional and although this may just be a lazy day for you," he swallows again, "I am at work."

And yep, once Ari's around the counter he can see Eric's dress pants very clearly failing to conceal a boner.

"I can think of a very neat solution to that."

Ari drops into an incredibly lewd crouch, then crawls under the desk. It's a bit cramped, but needs must when ero drives. From this position, he begins to massage Eric's crotch.

"Just pretend I'm not here," he murmurs.

Eric jumps in his chair when Ari touches him, and a message appears:

A skill has been created by a special action! Crawling under the reception desk to pleasure your receptionist has created the skill Lurking Beneath.

And it's suddenly much more comfortable under that desk. "Mr. Kaltmann! A-Ariel!" Eric whispers urgently. "What do you think you're—oh." His breath hitches when Ari's hand touches a particularly sensitive area near his tip.

Skills! He gets skills! Okay, focus, focus, be a nerd later.

Still, he's got a smile on his face as he unbuttons Eric's slacks and pulls down the zip. What's he got under there, Ari wonders? It's his favorite kind of surprise.

He jumps again when his cock bounces from his underwear. Eric is... longer than one would have expected of the cute scrawny nerd. Uncut, and already leaking precum.

Ari, being Jewish and mostly a feral child, does not know the hymn "Our God is an Awesome God," but if he did, he would be sorely tempted to sing it.

Instead, he gets to sucking. He runs his tongue gently under the edge of the foreskin, licks all around, flicks his tongue over the slit.

(Ari loves sucking cock. Half-consciously, he wraps a hand around his own pulsing erection, surprised for a moment at the extra girth from his new BOD points, and starts to stroke.)

Eric stifles a moan, and then straightens up at the same time as Ari can hear the ding of an elevator and the click-click-click of high heels on the floor.

Ari... almost feels bad for what he's about to do.

He doesn't feel bad enough not to do it.

He pulls Eric's pants down around his ankles and deep-throats him at the same time.

    Just as the lady's saying "Good morning, Eric!"

"Good—aaah!—good morning, Mrs. Leyton," he says, a bead of sweat going down his temple.

    "...are you okay?"

"Yes! Just fine, thank you, don't worry about me! Have a nice day!" he says in a higher pitched voice.

There's a pause, then Ari can hear the heels clicking away and out the building.

His nose still buried in Eric's pubes, Ari hums his approval.

He starts to pull Eric's left shoe off.

"What are you doing?" Eric asks with alarm and... some aroused curiosity.

Ari allows Eric's cock to leave his throat as he moves on to the right shoe.

"I'm going to take your pants off. Your shoes are in the way."

"Must you?" he whines.

"I can stop, if you really don't want this. But I think you need to learn how much fun it is to be 'unprofessional'. And let's face it, it's absolutely criminal that you've never done this when your desk completely conceals your lower body."

Ari moves on to the pants themselves, but pauses for a response.

The response is a shudder and ragged breathing.

Off they go, then.

Ari conscientiously slips the shoes back on before he gets back to the blowjob. But he does get back to it, and with a vengeance. 

"Ah—ah—aaahhh," he moans, grabbing the desk with both hands and fluttering his eyes closed. "M-Mr. Kaltmann, you shouldn't—ahhh—" His cock tenses and twitches in Ari's mouth, leaking copious amounts of precum.

Ari swallows it happily. One hand jerks Eric's shaft, the other strokes Ari's own. Come on, come on...

His knuckles turn white while he's holding onto the desk and it's obvious that he's doing his best not to moan out loud as he comes into Ari's mouth.

It tastes... different. Good. A sour taste like passion fruit, with a feeling like the smell of new books and the satisfaction of an organized office.

Ari sure has been having a lot of extremely confusing orgasms today.

He swallows (obviously) as he goes over the edge himself. He manages, possibly by divine intervention, not to get cum on Eric's shoes.

A skill has been created by a special action! Consuming the sexual fluids you extracted from another has created the skill The Nectar.

Quest completed: The Reluctant Porter

Goal: Eric has had one of the best orgasms of his life! +500xp, Eric will turn a blind eye to your nudity
Hidden goal: Convince Eric to go along with one of his deepest, darkest, most shameful fantasies: having you blow him from under the desk. Skill unlocked: Just Follow the Fucking Rabbit

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 3/10 orgasms, 2/7 sex sessions, 2/5 different stimuli

Quest updated: Greek God

Progress: 1/50 people

    "Mr. Jones!" calls a male voice belonging to someone who's just walking in. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, Mr. Lewis!" says Eric, trying to recover from his o-face. "I just cramped my hand while typing!"

    "Spending all day on the computer," says the voice, sounding disapproving. "That's what you get."

Ari smirks under the table, and makes a note to investigate his new skill later.

"Comes with the job, haha," Eric says, sounding nervous.

    "Are you sure you're alright, young man? You look a bit flushed. Are you feverish?"

"It's—it's just a cold!"

...This could be inconvenient. Ari would start putting Eric's pants back on, in case the guy comes any closer, but that would require Eric to lift his hips off the seat, which would probably not make this guy less suspicious. Instead, he sits tight and thinks, hey, Erogame, don't fuck Eric over, okay? He's cool.

"D-don't worry about me, Mr. Lewis! Have a nice day!"

    "If you say so. Take care of yourself, kid!"

"Yes, sir!"

Clack clack clack sound his shoes to the elevator. Eric doesn't relax until it dings and starts going up.

"That was fun," Ari whispers. "Do you want your pants back?"

"I would be much obliged, Mr. Kaltmann!" he hisses back. He is flushed, but it's... probably good?

Ari slips the shoes off again, then slides the slacks up Eric's legs.

Just the slacks.

Something's missing, here.

"Mr. Kaltmann, do you think you perhaps have forgotten to include something."

"They're in your pocket," Ari says casually. "It's just a little reminder. Come on, lift your butt up, I need to get these on you."

He looks down under his desk to glare at Ari, but follows the instruction.

Carefully, he tucks Eric's cock in. His hands linger, but eventually, making sure there aren't any pubes in the way, he zips him up and buttons the button.

He pats Eric's crotch as one might a small dog. "Good boy."

"Are you quite done, Mr. Kaltmann? Am I supposed to come up with an explanation for why there is semen on the ground under my chair?"

Ari maneuvers his backpack around and rummages for a few seconds, then comes up with a pack of Wet Wipes.

"I am very smart," he says primly, mopping up his cum and tossing the wipe into the wastebasket.

Eric sighs. Then he notices Ari's still naked and blushes. "Mr. Kaltmann, that was very unprofessional. We could have been caught, and I—I—" His blush deepens. "Why are you so attractive?" he whines in a defeated tone.

"It's a gift and a curse."

Even with the help of Lurking Beneath, Ari's had quite enough of being under a desk, especially since Eric's now fully clothed. He crawls out unnecessarily sexually, then gets to his feet with a pornographically languid stretch. His cock is still thickened from his prior erection, and he's positioned himself so that it's very close to Eric's face. (He may not be up to anything particularly hardcore yet, but he can still amuse himself.)

Eric has given up all pretense of not enjoying the view, even if he seems terribly ashamed of it. He stares at Ari's penis and swallows, then forces himself to look away. "Was that quite enough for you, then?" he asks, trying to sound and look serious.

"Oh, not nearly," he says seriously. "One of these days you'll bend me over this desk. But it's enough for now."

He looks at Ari, looking horrified. And maybe starting to get aroused again. "Mr. Kaltmann, I guarantee you no such thing will ever happen!"

Quest available: The Reluctant Slutty Porter

Figure out a way to get Eric to bend you over this desk and fuck you like there's no tomorrow.

Success: +5,000xp, Eric Jones added to your harem
Failure: Eric Jones becomes unavailable as a potential harem member
Time limit: 1 week from now
Accept: Y/N

The gesture of pressing the fucking yes button is incorporated into Ari slinging an arm around Eric's shoulders. "Just you wait, my fine friend. Just you wait."

And, because he's right there and why not, he gives Eric a quick kiss.

Eric makes a pathetic squeaking noise when he's kissed, but doesn't pull away, and just clears his throat. "I will be extremely put out if you get yourself arrested for public indecency, Mr. Kaltmann," he says, looking resolutely away from Ari. "Now shoo, go do whatever it is you wanted to do."

"Alright. I might not be back tonight," he warns as he saunters towards the door. "I'm on a quest."

He raises an eyebrow but decides to ignore that.

Convincing a receptionist to let you give him a blowjob right in the middle of the workday while other people arrived has increased your ERO stat by 1!

Ari exits the building, entirely flaccid for the first time today.

Now. He has to figure out some way to get off again. And again, and another five times after that. And if he can figure out how to expose himself to another 49 people, that'd be helpful too. Where should he go for this?

...Ari has an idea.

He looks up the nearest bus stop.

That-a-way!

A girl squeaks and hurries by, failing to pretend she's not looking through the hand she's using to cover her eyes.

Ari considers seducing her, but right now he's after efficiency. He heads for the bus stop.

Along the way, he mutters "Stats?" He suspects he needs a boost for this plan to work.

Ariel Samuel Kaltmann

"The Erogamer"

LVL: 4 (1,800 / 5,000)

 

Stats

DOM: 270 / 530

SUB: 20 / 630

 

BOD: 29

LST: 29

SED: 21 (+)

FUK: 32 (++)

PRV: 34 (++)

ERO: 14 (+)

 

Stat Points: 13

Money: $800

 

Status Effects: None

Description: Ariel Samuel Kaltmann is the only son of Abraham and Sarah Goldbaum, both of whom are now tragically if irrelevantly deceased. Raised in a dilapidated mansion by a woman who would make a CPS agent turn to God for answers, Ari has grown up to be a surprisingly well-adjusted nymphomaniac. Lacking any demons or dragons to slay outside of his well-stocked library of video games, he currently lives in his best friend's penthouse apartment, mooching guiltily off her near-infinite funds and supplementing his frugal lifestyle with occasional camwhoring. This last, plus his near-inexhaustible desire for sex, has drawn the all-seeing eye of the Erogame.

Ari considers his options, then drops eleven points into ERO, leaving him at a round 25, and the remaining two into SED.

He continues toward the bus stop.

On the way there, he passes by a sex shop loudly advertising its merchandise.

...wait, it didn't use to be there, did it?

Ari prides himself on his willpower, but it's not strong enough to ignore a spontaneous sex shop. He strolls through the door, Plan Bus immediately shelved.

It's not the largest shop, but it's large enough to have two reasonably-sized areas, one marked with a ♂ in blue neon and the other with a ♀ in pink neon, and the appropriate merchandise in these areas.

The person at the counter is a woman with long, straight black hair, dark makeup incongruous with the time of day, wearing a lace corset and high heels. She looks up at him and does a once-over twice then smiles at him like a particularly horny shark.

There's no one else in the shop.

Ari gives the clerk an equally obvious once-over, returns the smile, and turns to investigate the product selection. Starting with... flip a coin, the women's section.

It has all sorts of things typically-female customers would want: vibrators and dildos, yes, but also sexy lingerie, comestible lingerie, strap-ons, cat ears, anal plugs, double dildos, vibrating double dildos, erotic novels, erotic comics, dental dams, condoms, lubricants, dice-based sex games, playing cards with naked people on them, sex-themed card decks...

Ari has an idea.

It's a terrible idea, and he would not even consider it if he weren't two for two on shitty pickup lines today.

He picks up the double dildo and takes it over to the counter, getting his wallet out of his backpack on the way.

"Good morning," the shopkeeper almost purrs, giving Ari the bedroom eyes. "How can I help you today, sir?" She very clearly glances at his cock when she says 'help' before looking back up at his face.

"Just this," he says, holding up the dildo. "I've always been curious about these, but I've never really had anyone to try one out with. Which feels like such a shame, doesn't it?"

A skill has been created by a special action! Using a terrible pick-up line on a sex shop employee has created the skill Extra Large Sausage.

She raises an eyebrow. "Something tells me you don't really need one of these, but I suppose it's always good to have more rather than less options..."

He shrugs. "I'm fine topping, but sometimes I really want to bottom. On the other hand, I also like girls, and most of them don't have the equipment or inclination to top me. Why not try a solution that lets both of us take it?"

Now both eyebrows raised. "Really. That's unusual. And do you have someone in mind to try it out with?"

"I thought I'd see who was open to the idea, really. Why, do you know someone who might be interested?"

"Well, I do, but she's at work right now and shouldn't do anything like that until the end of her shift. If you could meet her after that, though..." She bites her lower lip.

...He's suspicious about that skill he just earned. But he'd really rather this nice lady not think he's a crazy person. He puts on a face like he's considering it, and tries thinking:

Info. Skills. Extra Large Sausage.

Info // Skills // Extra Large Sausage

Extra Large Sausage: Lvl 1 (0 / 3). Active. Special.

Work with Porn Logic instead of Erogame Logic. Cost is three times the equivalent PRN stat that would be required to accomplish the same end, payable in DOM and/or SUB, plus three times the equivalent cost of any porn-based skills that would be needed, used at Lvl 1. You may not create situations that would require greater PRN than your ERO—10.

...Well, that's... almost completely incomprehensible. Still, "work with Porn Logic" is promising.

Extra Large Sausage, he thinks intently, and says "What if a customer really needed help testing out his new purchase? Consumer satisfaction is an important part of any job."

She licks her lips. "Well when you put it like that, maybe I could give you a hand..."

Ari swipes his card, completing the transactional portion of this transaction.

Then he unwraps his new purchase, unzips his backpack, and pulls out a small bottle of vanilla-scented lube. "Now, as I mentioned, I haven't used one of these before. But I think..." He applies some lube to his fingers, reaches behind himself, and starts working open his hole. "This might- ah- be a good place to start?"

Her eyes widen, and she walks around the counter. "I think I should inspect that, make sure you're doing it right."

"Go ahead," Ari says distantly, thrusting two fingers in and out of himself slowly. His cock is slowly hardening, not yet fully stiff but no longer totally soft.

She walks until she's all the way behind him and hmms thoughtfully. "I think you're doing it wrong. You should bend over and let me do it."

With a show of reluctance, he removes the fingers and bends forward.

Her show is inspecting Ari. And she has a suggestion or two about what he should be doing and how.

What follows is highly enjoyable for both parties. Ari tests his new purchase very, very thoroughly.

The shop keeper, who never bothered to introduce herself, is very, very skilled with the double dildo, and really enjoys the whole thing.

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 4/10 orgasms, 3/7 sex sessions, 3/5 different stimuli

ERO Achievement: Have sex in the public area of a sex shop. +100xp.

Ari's glad she enjoyed herself! He enjoyed himself too, which he's also glad of; he managed to eke out his fourth orgasm of the day, which is growing increasingly tricky. And, ooh, bonus XP.

"This was very fun," he says brightly. "I am definitely not regretting my impulse purchase."

"Do come by more often, I'm sure we have more stuff you'll be interested in purchasing," she says, winking at him and putting her panties back on.

Ari puts on exactly nothing, just wipes off himself and the dildo and puts it carefully into its own pocket of his backpack.

"I absolutely will," he promises.

Then he strolls out of the shop with a renewed spring in his step and an idea in his head that might actually work.

...It strikes him that he's not totally sure what time it is. He should probably wear a watch next time he goes out naked, that'd be kind of hot. As it is, he pulls out his phone and checks.

A skill has been created by a special action! Being so distracted by sex that you forget about the time has created the Slack skill.

It is currently 11:25AM.

Info, skills, Slack.

Info // Skills // Slack

Slack: Lvl 1 (0 / 3). Active. Special.

So long as nobody is watching you, or nobody with you is keeping track of time, you can take up to 20 minutes extra each day, distributed whenever you like. You can activate this skill retroactively if you notice that you are running late for reasons that also occurred in the pseudo-future predicted at the time of the skill's retroactive activation.

That fucking rules.

Anyway. If it's still the morning... Ari's going to take a nap, actually. His plan kind of calls for it to be evening. He makes his way back to the apartment.

"Mr. Kaltmann, what a pleasure to see you again," says Eric, voice laced with irony. His face is slightly flushed, though. "I see you've managed to evade arrest. Did you decide to give up on your nudity foolishness?"

"Nah, I'm just coming back to home base for a while," Ari says cheerily. "Quest resumes tonight."

"I have a feeling that I will regret asking this, but what in the Heavens are you talking about?"

Ari taps the side of his nose conspiratorially as he walks towards the elevators.

Eric sighs and shakes his head.

And Ari takes the elevator back up to the penthouse, enters the apartment, sets an alarm for 10:00 PM and goes to sleep.

When he wakes up, there's a brief moment of wondering whether the morning was a dream. With a quick calling-up of his statblock, he determines that it wasn't. He hefts his backpack and goes back downstairs, yawning widely.

Eric is there again! But not manning the reception, this time; he's just walking out of another elevator, wearing casual clothes. He fails to notice Ari.

The reception desk itself is empty—perhaps the receptionist went to the bathroom?

If he doesn't notice Ari, there's only one thing to do.

Ari sneaks up behind him, presses his erection into his back, and says "Guess who!"

Eric jumps and turns around, looks down at said erection, then blushes fiercely before dragging his gaze back up. "Mr. Kaltmann, if I didn't know better I'd say you're stalking me. Oh, wait, I don't know better."

"Nah, this is a coincidence. But a fun one!" Ari bounces a little on his feet. "Also, you're off-duty and I've sucked your dick, you can call me Ari. Or Ariel, if it makes you feel better."

"The fact that we have a professional relationship does not change just because I'm off-duty, Mr. Kaltmann." He makes no comment on the dicksucking.

"What's your threshold for personal relationship here, then? Because it's gonna be weird if you end up riding me and moaning my surname."

He blushes a tad redder and swallow dryly when Ari mentions 'moaning my surname.' "I'm not sure it's in my interests to have a personal relationship with anyone I have a professional relationship with!"

Ari squints a little when he blushes. Then a grin spreads across his face.

"You get off on this, don't you, Mr. Jones."

Wow, he must be setting some new record for how red someone can blush.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean, Mr. Kaltmann."

"I'm sure it'd be very unprofessional to acknowledge it, yes," Ari says. He palms the crotch of Eric's pants. "But I have my own ways of confirming it, Mr. Jones. Very reliable ways."

He squeaks and—yep, that's very much a stiffy he has in there. "M-Mr. Kaltmann, we're in public, someone could see us, Ms. Vaughn is going to return from the toilet at any moment." He doesn't step back, though.

"You're right," Ari says thoughtfully, unzipping Eric and reaching inside to hold his length. "Maybe I should stop."

"I could be fired," he moans.

And he's not wearing any underwear, even though he's wearing a different pair of trousers now.

Ari tsks at Eric going commando, even as he fishes his cock and balls out through his fly. "Naughty, naughty Mr. Jones. Weren't you worried someone might notice?"

"Mr. Kaltmann if you must torture me thus, could you do it elsewhere?"

"Alright," Ari says easily. "Come with me."

Holding Eric's cock, he leads him towards the door.

Eric follows, his cock rock-hard and leaking precum into Ari's hand, looking absolutely mortified.

It's evening in Vancouver and... very, very cold outside.

Ari shivers. This time it's less erotic and more "dear God, my balls are trying to become an internal organ".

But it's still kind of hot.

He leads Eric by the cock into the blind alley, then pushes him up against the wall and kisses him fiercely.

Eric whimpers but doesn't protest at the manhandling. And he very tentatively reaches behind Ari, one hand cupping his ass and another reaching up behind his head.

A skill has been created by a special action! Walking outside in the freezing Vancouver night stark naked has created the skill Ero Environmental Resistance.

And suddenly... Well, it's not that it's become less cold, but he definitely feels less bothered by the cold.

Oh, thank God, Ari thinks as he begins to un-freeze.

He fumbles open the button of Eric's pants and breaks off the kiss to ask, "Do you want me to fuck you, Mr. Jones?"

"P-please," he moans, his breath fogging in the cold. "—but do use protection, M-Mr. Kaltmann."

That is an option, he thinks, pushing down Eric's pants to his thighs. But it seems like such a waste, when he's immune to venereal disease and he could leave Eric with a physical reminder of what he did dripping out of his hole for the rest of the night.

He tries to think if there are any skills that would help him here, running through the options in his head. Extra Large Sausage wouldn't work... wait, he never checked this one. He thinks to himself: info, skills, just follow the fucking rabbit.

Info // Skills // Just Follow the Fucking Rabbit

Just Follow the Fucking Rabbit: Lvl 1 (0 / 3). Active. Special.

Convince Lvl^2 other people to go along with 1 instance of Erogame Logic. This skill cannot of itself cause someone to act contrary to their interests or desires, but helps convince them that the event is not hallucinatory, that it's fine not to use protection this time, or that the victim won't go to the police. Costs DOM equal to twice the ERO corresponding to the minimum improbability threshold for the ongoing event, divided by the Lvl of this skill.

Dressing as a sexy bunny reduces the cost of this skill by 50%.

...wow, it's in the explicitly stated purpose. Ari feels very catered to.

"It's okay, I'm clean," he says, thinking just follow the fucking rabbit.

He whimpers again, and nods.

"Good boy."

Ari turns Eric around to face the wall, drops into a crouch, and starts rimming him to loosen up his potentially virgin hole.

"Oh, fuck," he says, then bites his lip to prevent himself from making any more sounds.

It's not just potentially virgin.

Ari is so haaaaaaappy.

Eventually, he suspects he's done as much as he's going to be able to do with his tongue; he pulls away, letting his saliva chill over Eric's hole, then spreads some lube on his fingers and slowly inserts the first two.

"Oh oh oh oh," Eric whimpers. "Mr. Kaltmann, you—" A sharp intake of breath followed by a pleasurable shiver cuts him off.

"I what?" Ari asks lightly, adding a third finger. (He's almost surprised at how easily Eric opened up before his tongue, but then again, he knows his own skillset.)

"I hope you oh are p-proud of yourself," he says, trying to sound contrarian and only managing to whine needily. "T-taking the receptionist. F—oh yes—fantasy of yours?"

"Mr. Jones," Ari says patiently, "everything is a fantasy of mine."

He twists his fingers until he finds the prostate, then pushes down on it lightly. "But no, that's not really my thing. Just one very specific receptionist."

Eric squeezes his eyes shut and moans, and quite unconsciously (or maybe not) thrusts his hip back.

Ari removes his fingers, stands up, and pours some lube onto his cock. (He's going to need it. He was not a small man, even before the BOD increase.)

Then he puts the head of his cock against Eric's asshole, shiny with lube, and slowly, slowly pushes in.

"Ah aaaahhhhhhhhhhh," Eric groans, loudly, as Ari starts getting in. He then immediately sticks his fist into his mouth to prevent more loud noises, and is reduced to sounds coming from his throat. He is very, very still, other than the moaning, trying to relax as much as possible. He read that was meant to help.

Ari's keeping it slow and steady, which should also help.

He pauses about halfway in. "You alright?" he whispers in Eric's ear. "Should I go in further?"

"Mr. Kaltmann now is not the time to test my courage."

Ari shrugs and pushes in deeper.

Eventually he bottoms out, his pelvis pressing up against Eric's ass. "Does that feel good?"

His voice is a little shaky. It definitely feels good for him.

Eric has devolved from moaning to just panting and grunts that sound a lot like genuine pain. "Yes," he breathes emphatically, then has to take a few seconds to catch his breath. "Gods Above I had not realized you were quite so large, Mr. Kaltmann."

Ari giggles shakily. "You've seen it enough. I think that's just a failure of imagination. I'm gonna start moving again, okay?"

And without waiting for a response, he draws out a few inches and pushes back in.

"Oh, God, Mr. Kaltmann—" he breathes despite himself. "Oh God do that again, do that again—"

So he does. He keeps up a good rhythm, out and in, gradually speeding up as he does so.

He draws out a little further, hips stuttering, then slams home.

He moans and whimpers and groans and pants and when Ari slams him—"Oh Mr. Kaltmann!" he cries, all worries about being too loud and other people hearing apparently completely forgotten now. "Don't stop, oh please don't stop Mr. Kaltmann, please fuck me, come in me Mr. Kaltmann—" There's a small puddle of precum on the ground by now, and the flush on Eric's skin is very definitely not a blush anymore.

Ari reaches around, smears the lube on his fingers over Eric's cock, starts jerking furiously as he unloads shot after shot of thick cum into him.

He's a little past vocalizations at this point, but he manages to growl, "Mr. Jones-" into Eric's ear while he does it.

The 'Mr. Jones' does it. He already came earlier today—thanks to Ari, in fact—but this was too much, and he comes again, load after load in a long unselfconscious moan that seems to last forever, pressing his ass against Ari as hard as he can as his body slowly winds down.

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 5/10 orgasms, 4/7 sex sessions, 4/5 different stimuli

Ari removes himself gingerly from Eric's ass, then turns him around and kisses him - not hungrily, like earlier, but slow and sweet.

Eric reciprocates in full, running his hand along Ari's back and up to his hair, pulling Ari's body closer to his—whatever hesitation and recalcitrance he had been showing seems gone, now.

Ari breaks off the kiss reluctantly after a minute or so.

"You're wonderful," he says. "And I'd stay here kissing you just about forever, but I've got a quest to take care of."

He whines just a little bit when Ari pulls away but then looks at him in confusion. "What does that even mean?"

Ari shrugs. "I'm on a mission from God to make people have more fun. And I've got work to do tonight."

"...more fun." He looks like he's about to say something but hasn't decided whether he should.

"Something on your mind?"

He looks down at his still lowered trousers, flushes a bit, then leans down to pull them up. "Nothing, Mr. Kaltmann. I hope you have a—fun—evening."

"...Did you want to come with me? Because I wasn't expecting company, but it's not like I'm gonna turn you away, you're great."

"I'm sure I wouldn't want to impose," he says, primly, tucking his softening cock back into his trousers and zipping up.

"Oh, for-"

Ari kisses him again.

"You're great. I like you. If you want to come with me while I seduce a bunch of guys and maybe man a gloryhole, that'd be great."

He flushes. "That would be—probably more interesting that what I had been planning."

"Come on, then, let's go. Oh, do you want a plug so you don't drip in your pants?"

"A what?" he asks, sounding bewildered but drawing conclusions from the name.

Ari rummages through his capacious backpack, then comes up with a reasonably sized buttplug. "I cum a lot. You might be kind of drippy for a while."

He blinks at that thing. Then decides to undo his trousers again—nothing has dripped yet—and turn around and bend over. "Get it over with, Mr. Kaltmann."

Ari slides it in slowly. Eric's hole closes over the bulb, leaving the flared base visible between his cheeks. Ari pats it firmly, then pulls up Eric's pants and buttons them.

The base of the plug isn't quite visible through the pants, though there's a suggestion in the cloth that there might be something there.

He shudders when Ari does that and his cock reacts, but he just came so it doesn't quite get up. "Thank you, Mr. Kaltmann, that was very kind of you."

"Thoughtful to a fault, that's me."

Ari slings an arm around Eric's shoulders and leads him out of the alley towards the nearest gay bar.

Eric notices Ari hasn't zipped him up.

Eric might get another boner from walking next to the gorgeous god that is Ariel Kaltmann and it might show through his zipper.

Eric thinks this is alright, tonight.

Ero Environmental Resistance increased by 1!

Cute Cold Resistance increased by 1!

The gay bar is unusually full, and people are unusually dressed even for a gay bar. Stark naked Ari still draws looks—lots of looks, in fact—but the next least covered person is wearing only a mesh jockstrap and boots, so he's not completely out of place, there. Eric's nice slacks and button up shirt are definitely on the more prudish side, and he is very intent on not staring at the men there. He does squeeze the plug in nervousness a bit, though.

Walking to and arriving at the gay bar stark naked with no one commenting on this fact has increased your ERO stat by 1!

Ooh, mesh. Ari bites his lip absently.

"They wouldn't dress like that if they didn't want you to look at them," he whispers to Eric.

"Speaking from experience, are we, Mr. Kaltmann?"

"Yep." Ari winks at the nearest person eyeing his junk.

Nearest person eyeing his junk is a guy in leathers tight enough to make his growing boner at seeing Ari very noticeable. He smirks back at him.

Ari kisses Eric on the cheek. "I'm gonna hit on that leather guy, okay?"

"I'm sure you don't need my permission to go hit on whomever you might like, Mr. Kaltmann." He's pleased by the kiss anyway.

Ari pats Eric's ass again, being sure to tap the plug, and walks over to the guy in leathers. "Like what you see, huh?"

Eric has perhaps gotten aroused enough by this interaction that some of his dick is showing through. Someone else notices this and walks up to him to chat him up.

"Who wouldn't? Takes some courage, 'specially in this weather." He's openly eyeing Ari's dick.

Aw, good for Eric.

"I grew up here. It's never too cold to show off a little. Or a lot, as the case may be."'

His cock grows under the direct inspection. "Aw, look, he's waking up. Somebody ought to show him some love."

Leather dude grins even more widely. "Wanna come with me to the men's room?"

Should he push his luck? ...Yes. Yes, he should.

"You sure we have to go so far out of our way? I'm really feeling the energy out here."

That gives him pause, but he looks around and says, "Well, it's not like people here haven't seen this before..."

"Right," Ari says, unzipping the guy's pants. "It's what they came for, even."

The guy licks his lips and watches Ari with interest. The pants are in fact very tight, so extracting his thick meat from them is going to be no easy feat, but if Ari does his best and believes in himself he is sure to succeed.

Ari always believes in himself. As of more recently, he also believes in the Erogame, which he's pretty sure would not allow him to fail in such a dumb way.

Once it's out, he takes both of their cocks into one hand (though the hand has to stretch somewhat to accommodate their combined girth) and thrusts up, savoring the friction.

The guy grunts. Someone else walks up to them and starts videoing them on his phone, and yet another person has got their cock out and is stroking it and pinching their own nipple, watching them.

Quest updated: Greek God

Progress: 10/50 people

Ari winks at the camera. He takes a drop of precum onto one finger of his free hand and sucks it off, then sucks the rest of the finger into his mouth, slicking it with spit before he starts fingering himself.

(He's performing. There is a crowd watching him, he is doing this in public - he's never had any shame, but it's still thrilling to be this lewd for an audience. It's better in person than it ever was online.)

And now he's attracting a crowd.

Quest updated: Greek God

Progress: 23/50 people

And copycats: someone is blowing Eric, pushing him against a wall, and he seems to be having a lot of fun with that.

On the Wile E. Coyote "don't look down" principle, he adds another finger to his hole without bothering to lick it first. He's starting to get a feel for how the game works now - maybe, hopefully, it'll get the message and give him a skill, and he won't have to pause to take out the lube before he starts riding this guy like a mechanical bull in the middle of the club.

Come on, Erogame. It'd ruin the scene.

A skill has been created by a special action! Trying to insert your fingers into your ass with no lube has created the skill Naturally Lubricated.

Not only do his fingers feel lubricated, but when he inserts them he suddenly feels noticeably hornier.

More people are following the example. There's a four-people train starting over there, and the guy with the mesh jockstrap is being spitroasted by two bears who occasionally make out. The bartender has stripped, and is offering to dip his cock into drinks. Eric himself is naked, now, and two guys are licking and sucking his cock in turns.

Starting an impromptu orgy in the gay bar has increased your ERO stat by 1!

...That's a lot more ERO than he'd expected. Not that he's complaining, but. Wow.

He thanks the Erogame for the skill and the impromptu orgy. Then he turns around and impales himself on Leather Guy's cock.

"Oh Jesus Fuck," the guy cries in surprise, but he starts pumping, reaching around to grab Ari's dick and stroke him at the same time.

Quest updated: Greek God

Progress: 38/50 people

Ari rides him hard. He has fucking incredible leg strength, and it's time he put it to use.

There are several people filming them and photographing them.

A femme twink wearing stockings, high heels, makeup, and nothing else, walks up to them. "Hey, big boy. Ever sucked a bitch's cock?" he asks Ari.

Ari... does not particularly want to engage with this guy's scene.

He does want his cock, though, so without preamble he leans down and takes it into his mouth.

The guy moans very loudly as Ari blows him, and the leather dude says, "I'm about to ahh come, I'm oh fuck clean but do you wanna...?"

Ari does something with his core muscles in response that is definitely an answer.

"Oh shit fucking tits—" he says when Ari does it and it drives him over the edge with a long, low grunt, pulling Ari's ass against his hips and squeezing Ari's cock.

Ari pops off at about the same time, spraying his chest with cum.

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 6/10 orgasms, 5/7 sex sessions, 4/5 different stimuli

The twink he's sucking still hasn't come, but he's moaning louder and louder as he gets closer and closer to it. Leather dude holds himself inside Ari for a few seconds longer, breathing heavily and pulsating the last shots into him.

Once he's recovered, Ari does a thing with his tongue. It's a really nice thing.

Well that drives him far over the edge, which ironically makes him stop moaning as his breath hitches and he comes into Ari's mouth, tasting of hot chocolate with nutmeg and mint.

What the fuck is up with that.

...He remembers a- thing, last time this happened. He failed to investigate it. What was it called? ...right.

Info, skills, The Nectar?

Info // Skills // The Nectar

The Nectar: Lvl 1 (2 / 3). Passive.

You gain benefits from consuming sexual fluids you have personally extracted from others. (With the Mad Inventor perk: sexual fluids extracted via machines of your own creation that you personally operate.) Every person's precious bodily fluids convey different potencies, hinted at by tastes and sensations you may learn to identify. Mixing synergetic sexual fluids yields greater results, but the fluids must be mixed in situ.

Known nectars:

	Flavor	Effect A	Effect B	Effect C
Eric Jones	A sour taste like passion fruit, with a feeling like the smell of new books and the satisfaction of an organized office	?	All rolls involving secretarial or managerial work get a +15 bonus for the next six hours	???
Gabriel Matthews	Hot chocolate with nutmeg and mint	For the next twelve hours you have a +5 modifier to your self-acceptance tests and rolls	??	???

Well... that makes sense, or as much as anything in this game does. 

Ari removes himself from Leather Guy and swallows the remainder of Gabriel's unexpectedly delicious cum. No time for afterglow; he has orgasms to hunt. 

He looks around. If anyone here happens to be trans, that'd be convenient for his last stimulus; otherwise he'll probably have to strap a vibrator to his cock, and that gets uncomfortable fast. 

There's one guy wearing chaps who has a vagina! He seems to just be sitting back and watching everything, fingering himself while he enjoys the view.

Excellent. He strokes himself to keep his erection from flagging as he sidles over. 

"You seem awfully lonely," he observes. "Nobody catching your eye?"

"It's a gay bar and most gay dudes don't really like pussy," he says, and shrugs. "I'm cool with it, I like to watch."

"Good strategy, very adaptive," Ari nods, dropping to his knees. "I'm here to render it unnecessary. Do you want me to help you with that?" he asks, reaching inquisitively towards the rubbing.

He raises an eyebrow and his lips start stretching into a grin. "A pretty boy like you, how could I say no?" he says, parting his legs and using both fingers to pull his labia to the sides.

Ari starts up a pattern of his own, based on his plentiful experience in this area. His thumb rubs over the clit; his fingers tease at the folds; he's attentive and responds immediately to any feedback. 

Soon his mouth descends to join his hand.

He bites his lips and closes his eyes, throwing his head back and arching his back, starting to moan softly and shiver every now and then. His other hand rises to his nipple and he starts rubbing it softly and slowly, pinching it very lightly, not quite enough for pain, just enough for the occasional jitter of his body. He was already wet from fingering while watching everyone, but having someone else eat him out is definitely making him noticeably wetter.

He tastes like orange juice and a summer breeze.

Goddamn the Nectar is a nice skill. Not that he didn't like the original flavor, but still. 

He's achingly hard, now. He lifts his face after a while licking, his chin wet with fluid, and strokes himself some more. "Can I?" he whispers. 

The guy looks down, his eyes widen when he takes in the size, then he nods minutely, getting wetter just from the thought of that thing getting inside him.

Ari goes in slow, rubbing at his partner's clit to keep him going strong. Halfway in, he pauses to give him a chance to adjust.

"That feel good?" he asks breathlessly.

His eyes are closed, but he nods again, releasing a shuddering breath. "Y-yeah. That's amazing."

Ari keeps going. He's another inch in - another inch - so on, until he's fully sheathed. It feels good. Tight, warm - Ari groans as he pulls out a little bit and slides back in. He bends down to lick at one nipple, incidentally feeling out the top scar with his tongue.

He licks his lips, looking down at Ari and particularly Ari's lips. "You're a treasure, boy. How come I've never s-seen you here?"

He'd shrug, but he's currently in push-up position on top of this guy. "Dunno. I d-don't come here often enough, I guess. It always this fun?"

"Noooohhh yes right there keep doing that—" He says, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes tightly shut. "I t-think you might've... spurred people on."

He keeps doing that. "C-cool. I'll have to stop by again." And he thrusts again, and- "I'm getting cl-oh, I'm getting close. Do you- can I-" follow, follow, follow, follow, follow the fucking rabbit

"Go ahead, b-big boy, fill me right the fuck up oh Godddddd—"

What is with people today calling me "big boy", Ari thinks as he comes.

And the guy he's fucking comes at the same time, his whole body shaking with the orgasm as he squeezes Ari closer.

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 7/10 orgasms, 6/7 sex sessions, 5/5 different stimuli

Ari leans in for a kiss as he pulls out.

The guy kisses him back, dreamily. "I didn't catch your name. I'm Joe," he says.

"Ari," Ari says.

Man, he really made a mess of this guy's pussy. He's in kind of a hurry... but not enough of a hurry not to eat him out again, he decides. It'll probably help him get hard for the next guy. (Besides, he's got kind of a completionist attitude about the Nectar now.) He descends, his tongue exploring Joe's entrance and licking up his own cum wherever he finds it.

Joe's orange juice and a summer breeze get mixed in with... well, cum taste. Your mileage may vary on whether that's tasty.

Ari's mileage has never varied on this point.

While he's down here, he might as well keep at it until he gets Joe to at least a second orgasm. He sets about this industriously and with pleasure.

It doesn't take long for Joe's leg to be trembling again and for him to be moaning. Most of the people in the bar are moaning, though, so it's not remarkable. He puts one hand on Ari's head and starts running it through his hair, his moans getting louder and louder...

Ari loves this part. (His tongue swirls around Joe's clit maddeningly.)

Joe seems to love this part, too; his thigh is almost vibrating, now, and his moans become cries, coming all the way from the base of his lungs. It doesn't take too long for him to come, too.

Excellent. Ari gives him a final lick and gets to his feet, his cock standing out from his body at a jaunty angle, and looks around for his next target.

There are plenty of targets, there, and several of them were just watching him.

Excellent. Ari will go for... that redhead over there. Because redheads.

He doesn't even bother talking, this time. He just walks over and gives him a look that says you want this, right? Then he lies down and spreads his legs, presenting his hole, and flexes the muscle just enough to let a drop of cum from earlier dribble out like a liquid invitation.

...well, how can the redhead even say no to that?

Convincing someone to fuck you without saying a word has increased your SED by 1!

He reaches inside his jeans's back pocket for a condom and starts fumbling with the packet—apparently the dripping cum wasn't invitation enough?

Ari shakes his head. He's got a vision in mind of accumulating half a dozen loads by the end of the night, and that's not going to work if condoms start getting involved.

"Just fuck me," he says brightly. "It'll be fine."

He shrugs and pockets his condom again then gets on his knees, undoing his button and his zipper and pulling his jeans down—he's one of the few guys who hadn't undressed at all, yet—and starts aiming his boner (he has ginger pubes, too) before he pauses and asks, "What's your name?"

"Ari."

"I'm Dan."

And he pushes in.

Ari shivers, tightening around the intrusion while still relaxing enough to let him in. His hand goes down to his cock, stroking gently, just enough to keep himself hard - he's going to be relying on his prostate to carry him through the final few orgasms, with his cock as tender as it is.

"Fuck," he whispers.

Dan starts slow, but when he notices how—er—wide Ari is, he speeds up pretty quickly.

"That's it, fuck me, God," Ari babbles. "Harder. I can take it."

Dan smiles and does as instructed. He holds Ari's hips with his hands and pulls at the same time as he pounds. He pulls away almost all the way out, but then rams all of it in in one go, and back again.

This: good. Ari moans as Dan fucks him, cooperating with the harder pace. He tightens rhythmically with Dan's movements, milking him as he draws out and welcoming him back in. (It's barely a conscious action. He needs a cock in him right now like he needs to breathe.)

Dan grunts and groans, then decides to slow down a bit and take his shirt off. Exercise, right? His chest is mostly hairless, and what hair there is is very light. He's not as in shape as Ari, but he's nice to look at anyway, and his hair trails down to his ginger bush nicely.

He grabs Ari's hips again and resumes the speed, then says, "It's—shit—it's okay if I—if I come in you, right?"

"God, please," Ari breathes. "Fill me up- I wanna be- dripping-"

He shudders through yet another orgasm, clenching around Dan's cock as he spills onto his own abs.

And Dan comes at the exact same time, exhaling loudly and hugging Ari's legs against him, squeezing their bodies together while he unloads into Ari.

A skill has been created by a special action! Coming at the same time as your sexual partner has created the skill Sync Up.

Naturally lubricated has increased by 1!

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 8/10 orgasms, 7/7 sex sessions, 5/5 different stimuli

Ari just barely scrounges up enough brainpower to hazily think info skills Sync Up?