Logging back into the game, I quickly found myself back in that tiny room, and I remembered everything. I remembered what I had been up to, and I would be lying to myself if I did not regret my choice of picking this mission up for myself.
Instead of thinking about it too much, though, I went back to getting experience from the people who came into the room. I started working my illusion magic on them to gain proficiency. It was something I never thought about before, but Illusion magic seemed to be overly complex, but I continued to do it anyway, weaving illusions.
As I did so, over the course of the day, I would make a point of what I made back with the ladies that I used to play with. They also were better lovers, whereas the men and women that came to enjoy my company came here were incredibly selfish and typically finished early, which meant that I was not pleasured. It was annoying to say the least, but not my major concern. Honestly, it was getting boring, and I was missing Iona, Fidel, Gloom, Naughty Bunny, and Viccy. They were much more enjoyable to be around, and yet, throughout the day, I continued.
Slowly, I weaved webs that people willingly brought themselves into. First, I started to bring them into the world that the sewer Inn provided them with the little succubus I was. Then I started to reach for more, changing my features a bit. I gave myself breasts, made my cock larger or smaller, and made them see a different face. Many things were changed slowly, and I continued to mess with the customers.
I had no idea how the Sewer Inn attracted clients, but they definitely were not great at picking them.
Once the day was over, I logged out and found my daughter had returned to university, and I enjoyed some time with Victoria, Gabby, and Li. After becoming something of a Pod, not much had changed. We more or less turned into two couples that, once in a while, were together. Gabby and I would have some fun, and Victoria commented that she would like to try her magic fingers soon.
Other than that, our enjoyment of each other stayed more irregular while we enjoyed our own partners more often. It was enjoyable and kept things uncomplicated. Then again, it was still early, and we had not felt out all the others' boundaries. It was something that time would slowly bring together.
Or at least that was what I was thinking.
Then there was Victoria, and how distracted she had become. I had no idea how she was in the game at this moment, but she was in her important experiment mode. She was guiding scientists on a certain experiment, and I could tell that it was occupying a major portion of her attention. She woke up, ate breakfast with us, and left. She would be out all day and return in the evening just before dinner and eat with us.
With that, she would do something most likely with me, then head to bed. The only time I had any of her actual attention was during sex and when she was picking out clothing. Her mind was completely occupied, and it was obvious to see. I could understand too, as I could be the same way when I got into investing mode, and those had no finish dates, whereas with Victoria, as soon as the experiment finished, she was back to paying attention to those around her.
Then again, who knew when the experiment would end?
So the days started to slip, and I would log in day after day, and I would practice. Being used by so many, I quickly found a new goal. My new goal was quite simple, and it was also complicated, as I wanted to start making people feel new sensations that they should not be feeling. Then I would be able to milk them out without even needing to touch them in the end.
So I quickly started to change the sensations they felt. A phantom pain, or something different, and in the end, I found a problem. This confused them to the point that they would wake up from the illusions. Thankfully, I had been keeping with them the entire time, and they would just be confused, and some would pay extra because of how confused they were, and I would talk them through.
That reached a new skill that the system did not acknowledge.
Gaslighting.
It was something that I looked down upon in my real life, but I quickly found myself relying on the skill when customers found themselves waking up from the illusions. They would be confused and unconvinced about whether what they saw was real. So I would gaslight them until they thought they were the problem, and added in a bit of moral outrage, and suddenly, they believed me.
The problem was that I was not around these people often enough for the gaslighting to stick, which meant.
Soon, I would be fucked.
This became a new worry for me until just before I finished breakfast on another day, on a Friday, after breakfast, the distracted Victoria turned to me before leaving. "Oh, today, we are going to be attacking the Sewer Inn, be ready. We are coming to the rescue." Victoria smiled and departed, and stopped at the door, shaking her ass at me for some reason before departing, leaving me confused.
Am I going to be rescued from that little shit hole today?
An excitement bubbled within me, happy to finally be leaving that shit hole and getting to see the ladies again!
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Hey Everyone,
It seems that the weeks have been passing by quickly, and I have had full work weeks. Sorry for the delays. Double release this week to make up for last week. I hope you all enjoy!
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