As Amy flutters forward through Amberpine Forest, she holds her Character Sheet scroll out in front of her, reading over the ins and outs of her abilities. Her low level water and fire spells could be useful, as would most assuredly be her healing spell. The short sword skill, though, seemed irrelevant if she didn't have one, and absently she wondered if it was laying way back in the bushes where she started, perhaps with her underwear… if 'Tristy' had even been wearing any before.
Pokémon was a very decent Role-Playing Game itself, but too many people took it to the perverted hentai side of things. Why make an eleven-year-old version of Misty from the Pokemon cartoon, make her a fairy, cause her to be sexually aroused by almost anything, able to get pregnant at the drop of a hat, and potentially pass the Player off onto the offspring. Was this a twisted joke? Was the previous owner a complete psycho?
I'm probably overreacting, Amy thought to herself as her flapping up and down was causing her breasts to rub softly against the inside of her yellow shirt. Uhm… Eleven-years-old might just be how these fair look. Like children. It happens. I bet I'm, she found the listing, "Two days old!?" she blurted aloud without thinking. Old enough to have children of my own… so… maybe every day is like ten years. Ten into twenty four is five years in half a day, and, she started to think over the math, So that's about a year every two and a half hours… meaning that if I'd normally be pregnant for about nine months, it's going to be more like two hours, she groaned a bit to herself, reaching down with her right hand to her belly. "I hope they can fix the game in less than two hours," she sighed. "I've gotta get to that spring."
Amy was mostly quite at this time. She didn't want to risk gaining the aggro of any forest creatures that might think a fairy was a tasty snack. Rotating the scroll up onto itself as she looked at about a single page at a time, she frowned deeply as the feeling of the cloth over her nipples and the air over her uncovered vagina truly began to distract her.
No one puts this many Flaws on a character without getting the benefits, she insisted to herself. 'Fertility Treatment' was actually a Merit, as was 'Soul Pass'. 'Sensual Touch' was not, however, because it made it easier for people to be able to manipulate you. 'Accelerated Lifespan' was a Merit or a Flaw, depending on the race of character you play, she thought. If your race comes into power later in age, then it's a Merit… but that's rare.
She paused in the air just for a moment as her half-transparent blue green Tinkerbell-wings fluttered behind her. Amy's eyes went over the scroll for a moment before pausing again on what she'd seen. There was a silver-lining after all, it turned out. Due to her small size and flaws, all of her skills had been moved into Short Sword, Cooking, and crafts. More importantly, low level as she was, none of her five whole levels had actually been claimed on her sheet. That meant she could customize this character when she got to a Trainer… but for now, it also meant she was lacking all of her five levels of skills… a definite negative.
Amy hovered over to a tree branch higher up in the woods. The sun had gone down during her travel, and it wasn't until she began to sit on the branch did she realize her belly had rounded out a bit. If her guess had been right (and, honestly, there was no easy way to tell if it was), then she was just entering her second trimester worth of pregnancy. Sighing, she rubbed her hands over her belly and couldn't help but shutter at the feeling… flesh over her flesh felt so good, her hands reaching up under her shirt an up over one breast.
"No," she said, taking her hand away and shaking her head. "This is madness. I should just go find a Moderator and see if they can get me out of the Game… or maybe they can let me log into another character?" she spoke softly to herself. She was determined to see a way out of The Kingdom for nearly thirty seconds before she began to run her hands up and down her legs, her head going back as she coo'd softly at the touch.
The sound of bubbling water caught her pointed ears though, and when she opened her eyes again and looked forward, she could see a white and blue color pond of water just ahead of her in the forest. She knew it hadn't been there a moment ago, but it mattered not now. Perhaps it only appeared at sundown? she wondered, stopping her hand motions. Could that be the spring? She looked down at her more full belly, And if so… what will it do to this child?
Looking up at the spring, she felt that if she didn't make a choice now, she would miss her chance.