When Finn wakes the next morning the 10-year-old immediately grabs his phone and opens the game, since he hasn’t logged out, the scene still shows Jess peacefully sleeping, ‘time to wake “her” and continue the story,’ Finn thinks to himself, the boy taps the screen, “I wonder what day two will bring!”
Jess awakens, at first the teen is confused and looks around, but then he remembers, ‘right… I haven’t logged out of my game, so I’m still in it,’ he thinks to himself, ‘welp, since I’m still in the game, I can continue it. I’m not ready to log out just yet,’ oblivious that this thought is due to Finn having control over him.
The teen sits up on the couch on which he had slept, not noticing that his cock seems smaller and his chest seems a little puffier than the night before.
Jess looks up when he hears a door open and notices Quentin entering the room, “morning, Jess,” the Fox-man says, “how have you slept?”
Seeing his new friend causes Jess to smile, “I have slept wonderful, thanks Quentin,” he says, but remembering the past night, Jess’s expression turns miserable and he lowers his head.
“What’s the matter, Jess,” Quentin asks, Jess feels the Fox sit down next to him.
Jess looks up at Quentin, who seems to be a little taller than the night before, but Jess just mentally shrugs it off, “it… it’s about yesterday,” he says, “I… I still feel as though I’ve let you down. You… you should have left me behind! I… I’m nothing but a burden to you”.
Quentin scowls, “Jess, I have told you yesterday, I am NOT blaming you, nor am I mad that WE have failed,” he says, “and you are NOT a burden! Even if I had said that I rather work alone, I would never forgive myself if anything would happen to you! Females, even if some may be tough and experienced in combat, they still tend to get overpowered sooner or later, and YOU haven’t got any skills!”
“But Quentin,” Jess says, “I have told you: I’m a male!”
Quentin sighs, “look… I don’t want to argue with you, nor do I want to fight,” he says, “you neither look nor sound like a male. Your voice is high and soft and your whole body, including your face, the length of your hair… everything about says that you are female. Your name, even, is a female’s!”
“I… I must admit, I do have a feminine appearance and name do look and sound feminine,” Jess says, “but I really am a male! I swear! I mean… I have a flat chest and cock!”
“That can be caused by some defect during your birth,” Quentin says, ‘I’m not going to tell her that I’m already have solved those errors by giving her the potion, which I have mixed into her drink,’ he thinks to himself.
Jess sighs, ‘looks like he is so convinced that I am a female, proving to him that I am not won’t do anything,’ he thinks to himself, unaware of what Quentin has done, ‘I just hope he doesn’t plan on “fixing” my body’s “errors”.’
Finn giggles as he reads Jess’s thought, “hehe… if only he knew what Quentin has done,” the 10-year-old giggles, “this game is truly amazing and a lot of fun! I’m so glad I’ve stumbled across it!”
Jess sighs, “I guess there is no point in arguing and trying to convince you that I am male,” he says, “so, what is the plan for today. You said, you’d want to think of another way to get those information”.
Quentin nods, “I was thinking, since the lord seems to be experienced in magic, that we should approach this with caution”.
“We?”
Quentin nods, “yes Jess,” he says, “we! I still need your help to get the information my client needs, this time, WE won’t fail!”
“I don’t know, Quentin,” Jess says, “I mean… I feel like I’m just in your way!”
“Stop thinking and saying that,” Quentin says, “you did the best you could, we both didn’t know about his knowledge in magic. There is one person, who is really close to the lord, with whom the lord shares everything: his only son Darren!”
“How old is he,” Jess asks.
“14, and from what I know, he despises his father, I’ve once heard someone say that the lord’s son has called his dad a tyrant”.
“So, you are hoping to somehow have him tell you… us what his dad is up too?”
Quentin nods, “I’ll make him an offer he won’t be able to refuse”.
“Which would be?”
Quentin grins, “cash is king,” he says.
“What if money won’t make him talk,” Jess asks, “I mean… he’s the son of a lord…”.
“Well, even so, he must have a desire,” Quentin says, “which I’d grant him if he’d tell us everything he knows!”
“I see,” Jess says, “and how should we get near him? Won’t he be guarded by guards?”
“True, but there is a slim window where he’s by himself,” Quentin says, “that is when he is studying, usually he does so in the local library, and since the library doesn’t allow any guards, he’d be all by himself”.
“Okay, Quentin,” Jess says, “let’s hope this will work”.
“It will,” Quentin says, “don’t worry, Jess”.