Ferro's Night at the Arcade

"Now lets fuck." Ahri declared, her hypnotic whisper turning into a husky growl of barely restrained lust. She'd gotten herself nice and worked up turning Ferro into her hypnotized plaything, now she was going to bang his brains out. The popstar began to peel out of her clothes. Her garments falling away one at a time until Ferro could finally behold her in her full naked glory.

At her command, Ferro matched her beat for beat, removing his clothes until he was fully bare. When he was finished, however, he was stunned by the sight of his beloved, his cock standing firmly and tall in spite of the climax he'd experienced minutes ago.

The kitsune practically tackled Ferro down onto the bed. Pinning him down with a ravenous kiss. Her lips were still the softest and sweetest he'd ever had the privilege to kiss, and still laced with overwhelming Charm. But while the ones before had been purposefully and dominant this one was hungry all restraint falling away as she wrapped her legs around his waist and gave him her most seductive and smoldering gaze.

He was shocked by the practically predatory energy Ahri carried into this night of delight. Even still, his love was excited to make love and how could he possibly want anything else for her. He kissed back, trying to keep up with Ahri, his hands roaming her body from her tits to her ass, all while his member was being directed towards her waiting honeypot, ready to bury itself deep.

Without a moments hesitation Ahri plunged Ferro's eager member into her waiting womanhood. The night became a blur of passion as the two went at it like rabbits. Each kiss, boob-smother and orgasm deepening his love and devotion to the charming popstar. Eventually they both drifted off to sleep, drained by their passionate lovemaking. Ferro awoke to find the game had closed, but his love for his kitsune mistress remained. The VR machine informed him that he had unlocked knew scenarios that let him live out life as Ahri's mesmerized bodyguard-lover.

Freshly made to love and adore Ahri, he browsed the new scenarios to see just what was available.

One scenario was a mock, on stage battle with his beloved kitsune mistress, the other scenarios involved her teasing, seducing, and entrancing him, both at the studio and on the road.

A part of him wanted to try other things, as usual, Ferro having to force himself not to choose the popstar scenarios. There was variety to be had still, after all...

As Ferro checked the scenarios he couldn't help but glance at the light gun shooter. He'd just reached the gates of the castle. What more could be inside?

Ultimately his curiosity of the light gun game won out and he placed himself back into the seat of the booth. "Alright, let's see what else this games got for me."

Ferro was returned to the save point at the castle entrance. Double checking his upgrades he found that he still has the ones for bonus damage and increased crit chance equipped.

(Ferro crits on even rolls of 80 or above instead of the usual 85 or above.)

With his upgrades checked over and his butt nice and comfy in the seat of the booth, he proceeded into the castle, ready to finally see what sorts of tempting trials he'll face this time.

Ferro was immediately faced with three different paths he could follow. One lead to the theater, one lead to the gallery, and one lead to the dining hall.

He elected to try for the gallery first, hoping the game would allow him to view the other paths later down the line. Either way, a gallery full of portraits and sculptures sounded interesting.

Ferro headed down the gallery, seeing plenty of portraits of elegant, busty ladies in ballroom gowns. Their lips painted and their eyes half-lidded and seductive. There were also plenty of unabashedly nude statues posed to not hide a single curve. It was very tempting to stop and admire them for a while.

Being a noble, he often had seen plenty of artwork and grew an appreciation for it. So stopping to appreciate the artwork almost came naturally to him, electing to look at some of the statues first.

Ferro examined a buxom statue. It was a real work of art. Perfectly hewn from a single block of marble into a testament to the beauty of the human form. The statue was posed as if in the middle of a twirling dance, hand outstretched as if inviting Ferro to join her.

Ferro: 29 Willpower

He knew he probably shouldn't but he was nothing if not a sucker for testing out possibilities. Besides, it was just a game, right? He decided to take the statue's hand.

The statue suddenly gripped Ferro's hand twirled him around, and pulled him into a deep kiss. Her lips pressing against the screen in a sensual smooch. Ferro could feel her lips against his and her breasts pressing against his flesh. Despite being made of stone her touch was soft and warm. Her eyes half-lidded and seductive. Would it really be so bad to stay here and enjoy her kisses a little longer?

Ferro: 27 Willpower

It certainly was tempting, but much as he'd have liked to stay and smooch, he was playing a game. One he intended to beat! He aimed his gun and fired.

(Game -roll 77, 77, 98- 2 Fails, 1 Crit Success)

The closeness made it hard to aim, especially with the distracting way her lips were mashed up against the screen. But he eventually landed a big hit that let him pull free and returned the statue to her inert state. Although there were still plenty of lovely portraits for him to admire.

Ferro: 27 Willpower

With the statues out of the way, he decided to take a closer look at the paintings, already conjuring something of an idea as to what might happen.

Ferro found himself looking at an excellent portrait of a buxom, elegant lady in a low cut ballroom. "Like what you see." The portrait teased, blowing him a kiss and thrusting out her chest a little so it strained against her top. Tempting him to stay a while and enjoy the show.

Ferro: 26 Willpower

"Thought so," he said to himself, having figured the paintings would come to life. They could very well even pop out to try and pull him in. Curiosity, hormones, whatever the explanation, he wanted to see what the lady in the painting might do, all while enjoying the view.

The portrait giggled, blowing him another kiss as she began a slow, sensual strip tease. "Are you a tit man handsome." She asked, slowly teasing down the hem of her dress to reveal more and more of the swell of her perfect orbs. One more pull and her nipples would be revealed, a tantalizing promise of what was to come.

Ferro: 25 Willpower