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  "What do you mean he's missing?" Ara asked in fusion. "He got lost?"

  "I don't know." Elnor replied, leading them out of the Looking froup hall. "Beck showed up in the foyer and said she hadn't seen him since yesterday. She went back up to the third floor to look for him."

  "It is uhat he got lost." Twil assessed. "Beck's room isn't far enough from the stairs to cause fusion."

  That singurly unpleasant thought rendered any further versation quite pointless as they hurried into the foyer and up the stairs. At the top, they ran into Beck again.

  "Any luck?" Ara asked.

  "No." Beck responded, looking worried. "I checked the whole third floor. He's not up here."

  "You checked the ehird floor ihan five minutes?" Elnor's skepticism in in her voice as the raised eyebrow she offered Beck.

  "I move quickly when I o." Beck respoly. "Do we check the sed floor?"

  "Might as well." Ara said. "He might've been able to get lost inside, but if he reached the outside, surely he'd know he fucked up."

  Beodded and dashed dowairs to the sed floor. By the time the rest of them had desded the stairs, she was o be seen.

  "She wasn't joking about moving fast." Ara ented idly. "Which way do you think she went?"

  "Let her check the sed floor." Elnor said brusquely. "We'll check the remainder of the ground floor."

  With that, the three desded the stairs again and split up. After five minutes of increasingly-frantic searg, they revened in the foyer with the same dreadful news. Shiloh was gone.

  ***

  Shiloh drifted through a bed dreamscape. There was no light, no air, . He simply floated there, an insignifit mote in the eye of an ung universe. He called out, only for his echoes to return.

  As he twisted around, looking this way and that, he realized that there actually was a light. It was nothing more than a pinprick, but it shone brightly against the void surrounding him. Shiloh tried to move towards it, and found that his body floated forward merely at the thought of advang. He willed himself closer and closer to the light, which expanded until it filled his vision.

  Suddenly, he popped out of the dreamscape and nded face first in a woman's breasts. A wet woman's soapy breasts. He tried to scramble backwards and found himself slipping on the sides of a tub amidst the peals of ughter from the woman sharing it with him. Then his hand nded on something that was both hard and soft at the same time. A fleshy pilr that was all-too-familiar to his touch, and the woman - no, the futanari - moaned lewdly.

  Shiloh finally mao flop out of the tub like a dead fish. He rose to his feet and looked at who he'd just assaulted, only for the bottom of his stomach to fall out when his suspis were firmed. Aphrodite was sitting before him in a bubble bath, a blush f on her cheeks. Her rge breasts, which he'd just practically motor-boated, were cresting the surface of the water, covered in foamy bubbles. As he watched, another part of her anatomy also breached the surface of the water. Her mouthwatering cock rose to full stiffness under his gaze, and the goddess had to repeat herself twi order to get his attention.

  "Hey! Loverboy! My eyes are up here." Aphrodite scolded him with half a smile.

  Shiloh blushed deeply and forced his eyes to meet hers. "I'm so, so sorry." He said quietly. "I don't even know how I got here. I was just floating along and saw a light, and when I tried to go towards it, I was dumped into your tub."

  "Well, it certainly isn't the way I usually permit my avatars to visit me, but you've left me quite lonely up here, Loverboy." Aphrodite pouted at him. "Why haven't you visited me yet? I know those women you've been cav with are fun, but are they really better than me?"

  "I... no, it's just... I don't..." Shiloh stammered, trying to form a coherent thought while avoiding drooling over her long, thick member. "I'm not even sure how I visited you this time! You didly give me instrus on that."

  "Don't try to bme me for this." Aphrodite's voice became stern. "You haven't even tried to tact me, even after you gained a ritual allowing you to do so! I've been watg you, Shiloh Sutton, and you haven't even offered me a prayer? After all I did for you?"

  Shiloh hung his head in shame. He had pletely fotten about the Aphrodite's Guidaual. He'd thought about Aphrodite from time to time, but only to muse on the fact that he owed her big time, and he hadn't even tried to unicate that with her. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "You're right. I should have-"

  Aphrodite was suddenly standing before him in the h a finger pressed to his lips. "Shh... Don't worry about it, Loverboy. I was only teasing. I know your new life is a lot to adjust to, and that you've been quite busy since I dropped you off. Not many people reach Level 5 in only a week, you know. I'm very impressed with how dedicated you've been to your perversions."

  Shiloh blushed even deeper and looked up at her. "Thank you, Lady Aphrodite. I would also like to thank you for everything you've done for me. Putting me ih of Ara, Elnor, and Twil has been a gift greater than I could have dreamed of, and the body you gave me is so much different than what I'm used to. It's like you gave me a body specifically desigo be the perfect sub for the women of my dreams."

  Aphrodite's eyes sparkled. "It's not often that mortals truly express gratitude. You are very wele, Shiloh, for what you have been given. You are a bit mistaken on the design of your body, however. It is a perfectly human body. The blessing I imparted to you simply gives you immunity to the fugue state and makes your body as weling as your soul is. If you truly desire your partner, if your soul is open to theirs, then your body will accept them as if made for them."

  Shiloh gaped at her in uanding. It made sense, but also proved just how miraculous the ges to him were. It wasn't just a body perfect to be used, but a body that proved his own desire for his panions. Aphrodite, however, looked crestfallen.

  "What's wrong?" Shiloh asked softly.

  "Your body will only accept those who your soul accepts." Aphrodite replied, sadness evident ione. "I fear that dition is about to cost you dearly."

  "What do you mean?"

  "I 't tell you more, Shiloh. To give mortals information about their future is a dangerous past time that we try to avoid." Aphrodite said, a tear silently rolling down her cheek. "Just know that you are my champion, and that you are strohan you think."

  Dread welled up in Shiloh's chest, and he began to panic. "What's about to happen to me?" He cried out as the vision began to blur.

  "Shh... You'll be okay, Loverboy." Aphrodite whispered, and he felt the ghost of a kiss brush his lips. It was electrid brought him back to reality in a sed.

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  Shiloh gasped and sat bolt upright on a cold, hard floor. He looked around wildly and heard a voice from behind him speak. A terribly familiar voice, which sent a stab of cold fear into his chest. He suddenly thought he knehrodite was trying to warn him about. He slowly turned around and saw, much to his horror, the nude form of Ashleigh standing before him.

  They were in a small, dark room which smelled dank and musty; like mildew and a slight rot. The floor and walls were both made of cobbled stone, worn smooth over the years. The ceiling was wooden, as was the door and the staircase leading up to it. This was a basement of some sort. The only source of light in the room came from a small mp hanging from the ceiling. Shiloh couldn't see a cra the ceiling or the door that might allow him to scream for help.

  The only other object of note in the room was a bed. Its frame was also made of wood, and its mattress and solitary b were stained with things that Shiloh was doing his best not to think about. While Shiloh had been examining the room, Ashleigh had crossed over to him. She reached down and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling him to his feet by it.

  Unlike when Twil pulled his hair, there was no pleasure that came with it this time. Pain radiated through his scalp, causing tears to form in his eyes. He blihem away, not wanting to show this woman a sign of weakness. She turned him to face her, and he finally took iails of her nudity.

  Ashleigh was thhly muscled; her biceps, triceps, abdomen, quads and calves all bulged with muscle that belied her incredible strength. She had rge, firm breasts that seemed like they might give him a cussion if she were to hit him with one. He tried not to, but his morbid curiosity made him examihe oween her legs. It was still soft at the moment, and it reached halfway to her knees. It, like the rest of the futanari penises he'd seen so far, was pletely hairless and smooth, along with her balls. Uhe rest of them, the orc's penis a spiky ridge around the head, which looked like it could cause some damage.

  He finally looked at her fad saw the same unholy huhat he'd wit the Guild headquarters. She licked her lips a his head back by his hair, causing more pain to fsh through his head. She lowered her head and licked from his colrbone, along his neck, and up the side of his face. He shivered at the sensation, and she chuckled deeply.

  "Good m, fucktoy. Gd you didn't take too long to wake up; means we get started earlier than I'd hoped." Her voice was pletely predatory without taining the passion or passion that his lovers did. It made him want to run, but he couldn't even move his head with her iron grip on his hair.

  "You don't have to do this." He whispered, wishing his voice were stronger.

  Ashleigh ughed mercilessly. "I don't have to do anything, fucktoy. You, oher hand, will have no choice but to do exactly what I want. I'm going to break you so badly, you won't even remember the names or faces of those weak bitches you were with. Ohe fugue deepens enough, you will be my sve forever."

  Shiloh took in a great breath, ready to scream even if nobody could hear him, and Ashleigh slugged him in the diaphragm. The air rushed back out of him in a pathetic whimper aried to double over. Her hand in his hair forced him to remain standing, and she spped him across the face hard enough he k would bruise.

  "Don't even try it, fucktoy. This room is ented to keep noise from leaving it, so you'll only be irritating me, and I'm already irritated enough." She growled at him, baring her short tusks.

  Shiloh whimpered again, a tear falling from his eye. Ashleigh ughed and licked the tear from his cheek. He flinched and tried to pull away, but only succeeded in hurting his scalp again.

  "I love how fug weak you are. I haven't even started yet, and I see your spirit breaking. That's okay, though. I want to see the will to resist leave your eyes before the fugue takes you." Ashleigh smiled evilly at him.

  Shiloh sobbed quietly, not g that he was giving her what she wanted anymore. He prayed silently for Aphrodite's deliverance. He wished to hear his friends and allies rushing across the floor above them, breaking the door down and fighting this woman off of him. He loo see Ara, Elnor, and Twil again.

  Ashleigh ughed again. "That was fast, fucktoy! You already want to please me, huh? Don't evehe fugue to make you a subby little bitch, do I? It's no wohose spineless bitches wao keep you all to themselves. Well, as long as you're not putting up a fight, we might as well get started." She licked right across his face, drooling across him and marking him with her spit.

  Ashleigh took o look at him, then forced him onto his knees. He watched in horror as her cock swelled, lengthening and thiing until he knew she was bigger than any of his lovers. She seemed to revel in the pani his face.

  "Big, isn't it? Bigger than any you've ever seen, judging by your face. It's all for you, fucktoy. It's going to mold you into the perfect cocksleeve for me to use whenever and however I choose. Now that it's hard, it's not going to go down until you are totally broken. I've denied myself for a whole week, preparing to go the distance. I think that might have been overdoing it, seeing how fug weak you are, but I don't mind breaking you even further than is necessary. I really only need your holes."

  Ashleigh began pulling him forward by his hair, and he pced his hands on her hips, pushing away. His arms were barely long enough to keep his mouth off her cock. She grunted in displeasure, and pulled on his hair harder. He felt like his hair was going to pull out in one great k, but he wasn't going to let her abuse him if he could help it.

  "Stop that shit!" Ashleigh cursed, then used her free hand to punch the inside of one of his elbows. It buckled immediately and, without both his hands, he fell sideways a her cock slide across his face as she buried him in her crotch. She reeked of sweat and dirt. "There you go." She growled.

  Shiloh screamed in his head for Aphrodite's assistance. She pined about him not praying. Surely that meant that praying worked, right? She wouldn't leave him to this. He was her avatar.

  Be strong, Loverboy. Aphrodite's voice echoed in his mind. Shiloh almost wept at the ao his prayer. She wasn't going to save him from this. He was going to have to e.

  Ashleigh interrupted his thoughts by pulling him back by his hair and shoving her coto his mouth. The girth locked his jaw painfully open, stretg it further than it was meant to. The ridges scraped his cheeks, tongue, and the roof of his mouth. He tasted the coppery fvor of his blood ahe warm liquid flowing down his throat.

  Ashleigh groaned in delight and thrust further into his mouth, pressing into the beginning of his throat. He panicked and tried to push her off of him again, but her grip was as iron and he just wasn't strong enough to make a difference.

  Ashleigh's cock pushed harder against his throat's opening, and she moved one of her hands to the back of his head. She curled that hand into a fist, still gripping his hair, then smmed her other fist into it. Shiloh's head felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer as it jerked forward, allowing her spiked dick to gouge its way into his throat until his nose smashed against her pubie.

  Shiloh screamed in pain, but even he could hear that the only o escape around her cock was a weak cry. Ashleigh ughed and ground his fato her crotch. Shiloh's eyes were filled with tears at this point, and he could feel his oxygen reserve running out armingly quick. Apparently his ability to hold his breath for seemingly endless amounts of time was also a blessing of wanting his partner. Just as his vision was beginning to go dark around the edges, Ashleigh ripped her cock from his mouth and allowed him to gasp air down.

  "Damn, fucktoy, the fugue is really taking its sweet time kig in with you. This is almost better than breaking you. I've never had ohat was able to fight back. Seeing your pathetic attempts to test me is so fug hot." Ashleigh panted before shoving her cock straight back down his throat.

  It felt like he was being forced to swallow a steel rod covered in barbed wire. She seemed to fy his throat with her cock as she pumped in and out of his face. His jaw was ag so badly, he thought she was going to dislocate it.

  She finally pulled out, and he gasped in relief, grateful beyond belief that it was finally over. Then she picked him up by the ned threw him five feet across the room onto the bed. As he nded, he realized that his torment was only just beginning. His hole ched in fear of what was ing, which he knew would only make it worse. He couldn't help himself, though.

  He tried to scramble backwards when Ashleigh k on the bed, but she grabbed his ankle and pulled him toward her on his back. He kicked out at her and made to slip away, but his foot eg with her jaw only enraged her. She grabbed both his ankles and yanked hard on them, pulling his legs to either side of her so his ass came to rest violently against her hips, and her monstrous cock smacked down on his stomach. Then she pulled her right arm bad smacked him across the face so hard, he felt his cheekbone break.

  Shiloh was stunned into stillness, which Ashleigh immediately took advantage of. Before he could rally again, she had scooted him away far enough to have room to work, pushed his legs back towards his chest, and pressed the tip of her rod against his still-g hole. When he felt the pressure on his backdoor, Shiloh tried to squirm again. Ashleigh had his legs held tight, however, and he had absolutely no leverage to ule her.

  "P-please..." He whimpered, his abused throat stinging from the effort of speech.

  "Please what?" Ashleigh mocked him, pretending to sider his plea.

  "P-p-please d-don't d-do th-this." He stuttered. His throat was screaming its disfort at his insisten speaking, but he forced the words out anyways.

  "I don't think you uand, fucktoy." Ashleigh said as she increased the pressure on his hole. "You don't have a choiymore. I am literally going to break your mind with my cock, and yoing to beg me to keep you as my fucktoy before the night is over."

  "N-no-o-o-o-aaaaahhhh!!" Shiloh's protest turned into a shriek of pain as her cockhead, spiky ridge and all, was forced into him. He felt a warm liquid running down his ass, and he knew she had torn into him just like she'd doh his throat. It was agony beyond enduring, and his head fell ba the pillow, ready to surreo the bess tugging on his sciousness.

  Ashleigh drove her cock all the way inside of him, relishing in his piteous cries as his tight, hot hole cmped down oruder. She hissed her delight and drew back before hilting herself inside him again. She drew back again, enjoying every exquisite inch of her new fucktoy, then smmed into him with all her might. He screamed again, and she saw his eyes flicker as he nearly passed out.

  Ashleigh ughed out loud. "Fainting already, fucktoy? That's not going to stop me from fug you silly. You're just going to wake up to your ruined hole ed around my divine cock. I haven't cum in days, you useless little bitch, so I'm primed to fuck you for days. You 't sleep through all of-"

  Shiloh heard no more as his mind finally gave in to the sweet release of unsciousness. He fell onto the bed, his st thought being that he at least hoped Ara, Elnor, and Twil would be able to find his body when Ashleigh dumped it.

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  ***

  "You don't uand!" Beck yelled at the worker behind the desk in the foyer of the Guild headquarters. "This is literally a matter of life ah! Their Support is missing, and I o be added to their party to find him."

  The worker smirked at her, and Beearly climbed over the desk to wipe the smug look off his face for him. "Gotta admit, that's a unique one. Never heard the "life ah" excuse before. Except, you know, every other day. Rules are rules, missy. Get in line and wait your turn."

  Ara jumped forward and grabbed Beck around the waist as the foxgirl fttened her ears and tried to unch herself over the desk. They struggled for a minute before Elnor stepped forward and pced a hand on Beck's shoulder. Beck turned and saw a determined calm on the elf's face, even as her eyes brimmed with tears.

  "Stop, Beck. Please. If you get arrested, we won't have any way of finding him." Elnor said, emotion thi her voice.

  Beck finally gave up struggling and Ara released her. "I'm sorry." She murmured. "You're right."

  "The line over there only has two people in it." Twil ented, pointing to the opposite side of the desk. The four futas hurried around the desk, leaving the worker who had s Beck to call for his er.

  When they settled themselves into the short line, Ara looked at Beck. "Tell me again, how exactly does it work?"

  Elnor opened her mouth to rebuff Ara for demanding someone's skill details, but Beck waved her down. "It's fine. I have a skill called 'Lost and Found', which gives me an innate knowledge of eay party members' locations at all times. As soon as I'm signed up with you all, I will know which dire we o go to find him. It's like following a trail that only I see."

  "And you're sure it will work, even if he's far away by now?" Elnor asked.

  "I used it to track a party member over ten miles. It works."

  The rest of their wait ent in nervous, agitated silence as the people in front of them had their problems resolved. When they finally reached the desk, the woman behind it looked up and pleasantly asked what she could assist them with.

  "I o be added to their party. Aphrodite's Apostles." Beck said at once.

  "Your name and role?" The woman asked, produg a bnk badge.

  "Beck Quickfoot. Defender."

  The woman ented the badge and passed it to Beck, who took it and closed her eyes for a brief moment. When she opehem, her normally green irises were a deep, vivid gold.

  "Follow me." She said seriously, and sprinted from the building.

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  Gods damn, this fucktoy is the best fug hole I've had in a long time. Ashleigh thought as she plowed into his limp form. She had already cum once, giving his belly a nice, soft rounding. Her ridge not only locked her into more unwilling lovers, it also prevented any of her seed from esg until she pulled out.

  She loved seeing his stomach distend as her enormous cock pushed its way deep inside of him, but she wao truly enjoy this first time with him. She picked his unscious body up from the bed and hugged it against her as she climbed off the bed herself. Standing, she spun him around before ing her arms under his legs then behind his head, holding him in a pretzel that forced his hole to tightehough he assed out. It also gave someone of her strength the immensely satisfying ability to essentially jerk herself off with his ass.

  She slid him up, then yanked him back dhly. She adjusted her grip slightly and did it again. She adjusted her grip once more, theed it. Perfect. The st thing she wao do was lose her grip at the crucial moment and ruin her asm. With her new fucktoy locked securely in her arms, she began hammering his hole with her huge rod, fug it into the perfect sleeve.

  Ashleigh absolutely loved destroying the weaker sexes like this, but his struggling had made it so much hotter. She really hoped he'd wake up soon and start g and fighting agaiheless, her sed asm of the night was building fast. She could feel the tension building in her gut, could taste his sweat and fear still thi the air, and could hear her blood thundering in her ears as she raced towards that cliff. Was that the blood in her ears? The rhythm was so... off.

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  Ashleigh's mind whited out as she pumped her fucktoy full of her sed load, so she wasn't able the footsteps thundering overhead. She didn't see the door open or the four furious futas st dowairs. She did hear, however, the shriek of horror that issued from Twil's mouth.

  "SHILOH!!!" The diminutive mage screamed. Ashleigh snapped out of her bliss and growled in hatred at the interlopers. She made to toss her fucktoy aside and charge them, but found she was uo move. The short, white-haired troller had pointed a wand directly at her, enag some sort of freezing spell.

  Except the spell wasn't only on Ashleigh. The rest of the mage's team also seemed to have been frozen in pce. Only the halfling was able to move freely, and she stalked towards Ashleigh with a look of cold, murderous fury in her eyes. When she reached the orc, she was barely more than half her height.

  Still, the strength of a futa, even a caster, was more than enough to lower Ashleigh and Shiloh's frozen bodies to the ground. Twil untahem and removed Shiloh to the baes of her team, where she carefully examined him for any life-threatening injuries..

  She returo Ashleigh's now-proruggling form and stood over her.

  "He is mine, you fug animal." Twil spat in her face. She materialized a rge staff with an iron-bound end from her iory and wielded it like a club. She backed up to give herself room to swing, then brought the staff down with all of her might onto Ashleigh's face. It broke her nose, spraying blood everywhere.

  "He is mihe mage shouted again, nding her blow on Ashleigh's side, leaving a rge bruise with a welt in the ter of it.

  "He is mine! He is mine! He is mine! He is mine! He is mine!" Each shout was apanied with a brutal blow from the long staff. Twil broke Ashleigh's fingers, her toes, her colrbone, her pelvis, and several of her ribs.

  Twil raised her staff one final time and a look of savagery that one would not think the even-tempered troller would be capable of distorted her features as she bellowed for a final time. "HE IS MINE!!"

  The staff came down and the iron-bound end of it crashed into Ashleigh's cheekbone, right where she had broken Shiloh's. Her cheekbone shattered, and the freezing spell came to an end.

  Ashleigh's bruised and bloodied form didn't move. Twil had beaten her half to death in her protective rage over the damage doo her Shiloh, and the orc was as unscious as her victim.

  Twil straightened up and got her breathing under trol. She vahe staff into her iory and smoothed out her robes before turning to look at her stunned party. Each of them were regarding her with a mixture of awe and fear at the brutality they hadn't knowo be capable of. She looked at Ashleigh, then at Shiloh, then back at her team.

  "He o be taken to a healer, and she o be taken to jail."