next part in the bodyswap videogame story. Learn how to summon allies, level up, and masturbate on camera in Hot Cats! also, I put up a new chapter to the Punch Out genderswap story on the Patreon!
Captain Scrapiron woke up as soon as David and Goldie were done talking. Goldie turned to him with her fists on her chubby little hips. “Dad, what did I tell you? I’m an adult now! I can make my own choices, and I don’t want to be a sewer pirate! I’ve got a job and an apartment and friends…” She went on giving the beaten captain an earful, even as the boat sped along unabated through the tunnels (David at least figured out how to slow it down). He seemed genuinely remorseful, and gave her a lot of “Sorry, love”s. The kraken caught up to them at their lower speed, the rest of the pirates nowhere in sight. They were likely eaten or just their bodies disappeared when the game realized they weren’t “on screen.”
Scrapiron ended up being untied by his daughter (still a shock to David) and apologized to them again. “I’m right sorry about that. I just miss my girl somefin’ awful. Here. I’ll pay you back some time…” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cellphone like Krystal’s, and when he held out a hand, Krystal seemed to know what to do and handed him our phone. He hit a few quick keys and handed it back, with an app up labeled Friends With Benefits. Another tutorial pop-up appeared to fill the awkward silence.
“Characters you form a bond with can be summoned to help you in fights and certain situations. Just don’t go being a shitty friend: if you ask too much too often, their gauge will decrease and they may not show up. Keep providing them favors or gifts to have a steady team on backup for emergencies.”
“Great. Summons and a dating sim combined,” David thought to himself. The app had Scrapiron, Goldie, and Kraken listed on it. It was good to know he had some more trump cards for emergencies, but he was barely scraping by on his own with items to bail him out. He’d have to look into fixing that later. A triumphant beeping noise came to him as he briefly thought he went blind, only for the white screen to show several familiar numbers popping up to fill the screen.
Krystal Kaverne: Lvl 3 Skank.
Luck: 3, Charm: 6, IQ: 2, Power: 5, Speed: 3, Weapons: 1
He noted his Power and Charm went up, feeling like it was a pretty lousy game mode to level up his stats as the game felt like. He supposed most of his solutions were with punching and seduction anyway, so maybe that was where it got the basis. He did wonder where it got the Skank title It did give a decently-sized list of things labeled Perks, random bonuses that David skimmed through. A few stood out to him...
Call Girl: enemies are stunned longer whenever you use your phone
Dick Handler: police ignore illegal activities more easily bribed
Gold Digger: grants a small bonus amount every time you gain money
Holla Back Girl: provides friendly targets bonuses with a war cry or a flirty taunt
Interspecies: gain bonuses to seducing monsters and animals
Junk In the Trunk: increases the damage for hip-based attacks.
Lady of the Evening: higher HP by night
Likes It Rough: reduces Lust when enemies attack sensitive areas
Streetwalker: deals bonus damage to punks and thugs
“Picking up a theme, are you?” David muttered in his stat-filled whitespace. “I bet if I were a man in this game I’d get all kinds of guns and contacts and stuff…” He was tempted by Alpha Bitch, the one that got him a dog, but he felt like he needed to keep himself under control first. Likes It Rough was tempting since it had been a close call this time, but he felt like he could manage that with some more carefully regulated sluttiness. He went with one of the less offensive and more practical ones.
Girl Power: deal more damage to male characters, but take more damage from females.
He’d hardly seen any women, and even then they were, they were common thugs or random characters. One last message added “You have access to new Finishers before the world came back into sight. Scrapiron was steering the motorboat as he parked it beneath a ladder and a manhole. “This should be right by your place. You good to go from there?”
Seeing they were waiting on him David shrugged. “Fine by me. I could use a break from this fucked up city.”
Scrapion gave a hearty laugh. “Some of us prefer to live in the sewers for a reason,” he said with a smirk. “Well, up ya go then.”
Goldie stood up on her tiptoes to smooch him on the cheek. “I’ll see you at Thanksgiving, daddy,” she chimed before starting up the ladder. David wiped some of the goop off his hands before trying to follow. He almost slipped on his high-heeled boots and slick fingers before he just let Krystal take over. She had more experience being filthy in high heels and leather. They came out with Krystal’s apartment a little up the road. Goldie went with her to the corner before she turned.
“You SURE you’re going to be okay going home yourself?” David pressed.
Goldie just giggled and shook her head. “It’s right around the corner! Of course I am. See you tomorrow. Sorry about the mess.” Krystal let her go around the corner with a smile, but as soon as she rounded the corner, Krystal poked her head around the corner and watched until the attack-prone girl opened up her apartment building and literally vanished as she stepped inside. Krystal and David both sighed and trudged back into her apartment.
It was weird how easy it was to get to his room. He opened the door and he was in a hall. He went up less than a whole flight of stairs when the sign marked it as 4th floor. His door glowed a faint green and he pushed it open without unlocking it despite feeling certain he’d locked it. He made sure that the place was untouched; dirty lingerie, tv, old pizza box that he’d never eat because he never got hungry…
It wasn’t a break-in so much as it was just the game not wanting to waste his time watching her unlock a door and going through the monotony of scaling three flights of stairs and unlocking his door. It was… oddly comforting. No tedium. The game took care of that for him. His health bar filled up as he expected from near empty. If nothing else, the fight with Scrapiron had warned him about losing fights and what that meant; a close call and a hard contest to avoid them doing whatever they wanted to him. Though the thought of the rugged pirate mounting her got a moan from his lips. He had to bite one to stop it, looking around the apartment. There was no way Krystal didn’t have some way of dropping her Lust. He rolled his eye into the corner of his vision, making the meter pop up and still mostly full. He was getting used to the weird meta-controller that was his way of living now.
He remembered the pointer that masturbating was a way to level it out a little, but this was getting out of control. Krystal had some needs, and he was looking for the good shit. He tried popping in one of her porn DVDs, but realized it was a tv screen in a video game: it showed the upper half of a topless woman gyrating and moaning, but it looped every 10 seconds. He found a number of outfits and toys in the closet, but trying out the vibrator just dropped him less than a 10th of the way. He also remembered something about the Lust tips: characters had fetishes and kinks programmed into them. He’d had a laptop in the real world long enough to know to lock it with a password: there was nothing like browser history to get a grasp on someone’s fetishes, and Krystal didn’t seem the type to secure her computer or be modest about her browsing.
There was one link in her favorites that was a dead giveaway: Krystal was a showoff.
David soon had it all set up. He’d used Sneak/a/peak.com and found Krystal’s webcam show profile already logged in and announced one in 20 minutes. And of course, Krystal owned a webcam with an extra long cable. He was going to kill three birds with one stone. Clean up, reduce his lust, and make some good money. People on Krystal’s fan list were paying crazy amounts for views and special requests. David took some time in front of the mirror, where he didn’t know how to use any makeup or even brush his big mess of hair, but the options menu that appeared let it go right back to normal. Of course, he was still sticky and sweaty, but he’d changed into just a bathrobe. He’d planned to wear it open, but Krystal has picked it to be too small already. It was just wide enough to cover up his nipples, and showed off her perfect semi-circles of half of her breasts. When people started to sign in, he switched on the cam and stepped back into view, making sure his fans could see all of his fabulous, mature body in nothing but the robe. An empty meter with a dollar sign immediately appeared at the bottom,
“Hey there, boys and girls,” David chimed in Krystal’s smooth, smoky voice. “Who wants to play?” The meter instantly jumped up a quarter.
There was no out of body experience (at least not anymore than David was experiencing constantly within the game world) but it was strange to have to think about himself from the view of the camera. It did take David a bit of thinking beforehand, but he knew what he'd like to see from a woman like Krystal. He went along teasing them while he took off his clothes, watching the comments pop up with little numbers by them like the scores in a mini-game.
"So hot!" +5
"Love those tits!" +10
"Wait, slower!" -1
"I think I'm in the wrong chat, but I'm okay with this... -,-" +3
David had brought out his prize-winning tits with their hard little nipples on the end. He saw the payments spike up when he brought out his big guns, and at the same time, his Lust meter appeared and lowered a few notches. She was enjoying the show almost as much as the fans. Dave knelt down to place his face right in front of the camera, resting his hefty tits on the procelin so they ballooned up even more beneath his chin.
"Come on, boys. Keep bringing out those tips," he intoned flirtily. "Don't be afraid to blow your loads on me." He puckered his fat lips into a mimed kiss for the camera, and the donations gave another jump. His meter was about 75% now, and he noticed his character portrait popping up on the top of the website. It had been hovering there before, but now it was on the top ten most viewed shows on right now. He eyed up the various women ahead of him, decided they didn't look like anything special, and decided that he was going to make it to the top. He'd put that 6 Charm to work.
David spent the next half hour showing off his ridiculously proportioned body, and he could see where Krystal got her ego and show-off nature. When he had it, he had the urge to flaunt it. The flattering and horny comments did help egg him on to be sexier and wilder.
He completely lost the robe and did a few basic poses and jiggles for them, always rubbing his hands over himself. The comments brought up a few questions and he'd take a moment to answer them. Between himself and Krystal's AI, he had something flirty for everything they asked.
"Is the bathroom your favorite place to have sex?"
"I just fuck where as many people can appreciate my body as possible."
"Why are you in the bathroom?"
"It's bath time, but I'm about to get dirty for you *wink*"
He eventually climbed into the tub, waving and winking while rubbing himself down. When he decided he wasn't completely smelling like a sewer, he lifted his legs and spread out as he masturbated for the camera. The comments were coming in too fast to read, and rocketed his way up to number two on the entire site. He had thousands of Pork Bucks rushing into his account! Hundreds of men were lining up to watch him masturbate, even if they were preprogrammed auto-responses knowing this world.
"Rub it faster!" +2
"Pinch those nipples bitch!" +2
"Yes! Just like that!" +15
"So hawt!" +7
"Spank that pussy like a naughty girl!" +8
"You're going to cum, right? Inviting my friends!" +5
"Hottest girl on Sneakapeak! Where have you been all my life!?" +25
After a lot of rough fingering and moaning, David finally felt his body give in and squirt across the floor, almost hitting the camera itself. There was a lot of pinging and beeping from his computer. His meter so full that it went off the bar ("175%!") and he had overtaken the sexy Asian girl as the number 1 spot. After catching his breath and seeing his Lust meter was down to almost nothing, he smiled and slipped out of the tub, wiggling his wet hips and bending over for the camera as he unplugged the tub. He turned back and bent down to hit the switch, his wet, dripping nipples just in front of it. "Nighty night, boys," he cooed before switching it off.
A few last comments came in, praising and catcalling for him.
"Such a hot, sexy bitch! Hope to see you soon!"
"W00t! Dat ass!"
"You have made a powerful enemy, Kaverne."
Wait, what? David read over the message again as he toweled off, just to be sure, and another popped up from the same user.
"The number one spot was mine, you honorless cow. This is not the last you've heard of the Busty Crane dojo."
The what!? David scrolled through the profiles on his laptop and found the listing: Tina Wang. Another high-ranked member on the site, her profile showed a pale Asian woman with a porn star body, complete with a kimono and some white geisha makeup. Her profession was listed as "ninja princess" and one of her pics had her in a martial arts pose with a sword.
David sighed and shut the laptop, checking his phone to make sure the payment went through to his account. "This fucking city... I can't even masturbate without making an arch enemy..."
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