Bortock's mind raced, but he quickly realized that there was no other choice, and finally decided to use the 'Submission' Spell,
just as the Chimera finished tearing Renux apart. He- or rather she was about to tell the bunny girl to run away first,
only to realze that she was already gone. The fact that she abandoned him, knowing that Bortock was now slower than her,
filled the former bull-man with a bitter feeling. She shook her head, now wasn't the time to tink about this.
Bortock used the spell, while looking at the Chimera that had started to approach,
only to noticed that her body had suddenly started dancing, no longer responding to what she was telling it to do.
The seductive swaying of her body made the former male flush, but there was nothing she could do to make it stop.
She could only watch as the horrible beast approached her, now seemingly interested in more than ripping her apart.
Bortock looked at the horrible, blood-drenched, vile, nature-defying, abominable, sexy beast as it approched.
'Wait, sexy? Why do i think that this thing is...' Her thoughts drifted off as she watched the Chimera approach.
For some reason, Bortock no longer saw the monster as a horrible creature that might kill her,
but as something she wanted to be closer to. She wanted the beast to wrap it's muscular body around her and protect her.
Bortock felt like she was growing weaker as the beast approached, as if she was a fragile thing in need of protection.
She realized that this might be a side effect of her constitution being swapped with her wisdom.
The Chimera had now reached her, sniffing her body, wich had stopped moving. She was wondering what would happen next,
when her body suddenly moved again, and made her lie on her back, grabbing her tighs with her hands and spreading her legs.
The Chimera took the invitation and moved over Bortock, aiming it's growing member at her sex, wich was quickly becoming wet.
'I'm only submitting to this beast because i have to, i can't let the side effect of the spell get to me!' Bortock had steeled her mind,
she was certain that she could overcome the spell's effects, especially with her increased wisdom.
The monster slowly started to thrust it's shaft into Bortock, almost gentle in it's approach, despite the fact that it had just finished tearing someone into pieces and was still covered in the sorcerer's blood.
'It's really doing it.' Bortock clenched her teeth. 'Why does it feel so good? I don't want this horrible, disgusting... strong...'
She moaned lightly. 'Dammit! Get it together! The only reason you're doing it with this beast is because you want to get away in one piece!'
Bortock tried to deny the pleasure she was feeling, but couldn't stop a few more gasping moans from escaping her lips.
'That's the only reason i'm letting this, big, brutish.. dominant alpha male have his way with me!' The thoughts running through Bortock's mind had started to turn lewd, before she stopped herself again 'No, no, no! That's not what i meant!'
The chaotic thoughts running through her mind finally stopped, when the Chimera suddenly thrust the rest of it's member into her.
Bortock meaned loudly, no longer able to suppress her voice. "Yes! Breed me! Give me your cubs!" She was startled by her own words.
'What am i saying?! That can't be what i really want... right?' Despite what she was thinking, Bortock's limbs suddenly wrapped around
the Chimera, clinging to it like her life depended on it. "Please, harder! Make me yours!" Her words seemed to rouse the beast,
making it thrust harder and faster, until it was hammering into the bull-turned-cow.
The room was filled with Bortock's loud moans and incoherent obscenities. Her mind was too clouded with lust to form thoughts.
She didn't know how long it took, but the Chimera finished with a loud roar, painting her insides with it's seed,
before protectively lying down on top of her.
She didn't know why, but having this giant monster on her made her feel safe. She stroked the resting monster's side and closed her eyes.
She could feel a deep connection to it, as if they had become a part of one another. Bortock listened to the Chimera's strong heartbeat.
This was her mate. He would keep her safe and stay by her side. Perhaps she could even bear his cubs one day, thanks to her fertility skill.
She felt like she was about to fall asleep, pressed underneath her mate's powerful body, when she heard a ping.
Bortock reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at her status to see what changed.
:::
Name: Bortock Brandywire
Sex: Female
Race: Beastfolk(Cow)
Occupation: None
Class: Milk Healer lv 1
STR: 2
DEX: 16
CON: 22
INT: 8
WIS: 9
CHA: 30
Active Skills:
Super Restoring Milk lv 1: Once a day skill allows you to produce milk that fully restores the drinker, except for skill uses.
Dynamic Domestication lv 1: Once a day skill that temporarily switches your constitution with your wisdom and allows the the use of specific spells. More spells unlocked at higher levels.
Passive Skills:
-Nature Affinity: As a Beastfolk, you have a natural affinity for nature, and will be stronger in nature magic, herbology, or beast taming, should you choose to pursue those paths
-Breeder Cow: Blessed with abnormally large assets, high sex drive, and fertility. Grants a random chance for a +1 to charisma or constitution at each level up.
- The Cursed Heroine: You will level up quickly, but luck is not your friend, and evil will be attracted to you.
- Sensitive Body: Your tactile senses are highly attuned, and your capacity for sexual pleasure is increased.
Spells:
Healing Touch lv 1(available only with Dynamic Domestication): Using breast contact, the caster is able to restores the skills of a target, or by massaging her breasts, restore her own skills(except Dynamic Domestication), allowing more uses of them per day.
Submission lv 1(available only with Dynamic Domestication): The caster offers herself to a male target. This is an almost irresistible form of long term charm spell which may save the caster from death if a battle isn't going well, but it also charms the caster and causes her to submit to the target.
Bonded Creatures:
Greater Chimera lv 80 - You are submissive to this Creature. It will protect you, but is unlikely to follow orders.
Information:
Born a bull of the Maltuck tribe of the hills, you enjoyed a simple and free life in the wilds and looked to one day becoming chief of your tribe, until Orc slavers captured you, and you were sold to a horrible sorcerer who turned you into a helpless docile milk cow. You managed to kill the sorcerer. Your future was uncertain, until you bonded with the sorcorer's Chimera, becoming it's mate.
It will protect you, now that you can no longer do so yourself. But where will you go now?
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Bartock was surprised at the Chimera's high level. It was by far the most powerful creature she had ever seen,
and most likely the reason why Renux had been free to do as he pleased until now.
She closed her eyes again and fell into deep thought. Barto-ALEX was now fairly certain that this wasn't just a game.
He considered everything that happened and everything he felt until now.
This wasn't a game. No game would be able to adapt like this or make him feel the things he'd felt.
Bartock wasn't just a character he'd made. This was his life now. Alex hadn't been hilling to accept that until now,
because it seemed too far fetched. The thought had crossed his mind before, but he dismissed it,
thinking he'd just read too many isekai stories, but he was certain now that he had been right.
Alex was Bartock now. This wasn't a game. He'd been raped and changed against his will.
And now he had to somehow make a new life for himself, because no one would believe that this weak cow-woman was actually the proud and mighty Bortock. She couldn't return to her tribe, had nothing to her name and knew little about this world.
She felt like she was about to cry, when she felt the Chimera shift to it's side, so that it could cradle her possessively.
It could feel what she felt, even if it didn't know why she felt that way. She pressed herself into it's embrace.
She was't alone. She had someone to rely on.
Bortock fell asleep pressed up against the beast, exhausted by everything that had happened.