The grand town hall stood tall, a majestic sight with polished marbles and colorful flags, catching Darian's attention from a distance. As he approached, NPC guards guarded the entrance like virtual bouncers, dealing with players buzzing around like digital bees – some seeking directions, others just being plain nuisances.
Darian skillfully wove through the pixelated swarm, his gaze fixed on the town hall's entrance. Upon arrival, a guard popped up, blocking his path like a gatekeeper of the digital realm.
"Halt! State your business," the guard bellowed, his virtual voice resonating through the bustling crowd. The quest to secure land for the brothel was about to face its first level boss – the town hall guard.
Darian digitally cleared his throat, "I'm here to see the mayor. I'd like to discuss acquiring a piece of land for my new business."
He delivered the line with a confidence that made the digital bystanders think this guy must be swimming in gold coins. Little did they know, he was rich for a newborn in the virtual world – one impulse purchase away from being broke.
The guard, unimpressed, retorted, "You can't just waltz in and demand to see the mayor, boy. You need to schedule an appointment," his digital voice oozing disdain like a character in a badly scripted drama.
Darian flashed a polite smile, "I understand, good sir. But I've been waiting for three weeks already, and I really need to get things rolling with my business." He casually patted his pocket, producing a handful of gold coins that he juggled in his hand for effect.
The guardsman, eyes glued to the tempting display of wealth, gulped and nodded vigorously, "Understood, good sir. Go right in and enjoy your stay."
Darian couldn't help but smirk; the virtual guardsman was like another Umberto – a humble character with an easily triggered greed. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the coins in the air. The guard scrambled to catch the falling treasure, his digital fingers fumbling in a comedic display that kept novice players at bay.
"Much appreciated," Darian bowed theatrically and strolled past the guardsman, entering the town hall with a grin on his virtual face. The first level boss had been defeated with a handful of glittering gold.
Mission Passed! Respect+
Entering the town hall felt like stepping into a virtual palace of grandeur. The opulence of the digital structure unfolded before Darian's eyes, with statues adorning the walls, showcasing famous NPCs and virtual heroes who had etched their names in the annals of Vale's history of five months.
Darian took a leisurely stroll down the digital corridor, soaking in the exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous attention to detail that adorned the town hall's design. He maneuvered his pixelated self through the maze-like structure, occasionally halting to appreciate the beauty of the virtual artwork that surrounded him. In this grand virtual space, every statue seemed to whisper tales of adventures, triumphs, and the intricate dance of ones and zeros that brought this world to life in five months.
Finally, he reached the front desk, where upon he laid his eyes on one exequisite woman.
My dear droogs, when I say this woman was exquisite, I mean E.X.E.Q.U.I.S.I.T.E. The peculiar thing about players in this game was that their avatars were crafted in their own image. So, if the player was a beefed-up musclehead, the game character mirrored that brawny physique. And if the player was a bombshell with all the curves and assets, well, you can bet those virtual characters turned out hot and sultry with delightful curves and a backside that knew how to jiggle.
In Vale, the NPCs enjoyed a delightful lack of limitations. Each one was a vision of beauty, with stunning women and chiseled men, each endowed with unique personalities.
The receptionist NPC, a digital enchantress, boasted long blonde hair, captivating blue eyes, and a figure that would make virtual angels weep in envy. Her virtual attire clung to her curves in a way that made the pixels themselves sigh in admiration, leaving little to the imagination in this fantasy realm.
In defiance of the fantastical setting, she adorned herself in a tight white dress, where every button seemed to whisper, "I'm ready to burst into a pixelated explosion at any moment." Beauty, it seemed, knew no bounds in the boundless world of Vale.
As Darian approached the receptionist, she greeted him with a smile.
"Good day, sir. Welcome to Heaven's Gate Town Hall, how may I help you?" Her voice was like liquid honey, smooth and sweet, sending shivers down his spine. The plum and full lips made him want to suck on it and make it suck on his di...lips...too!
Clearing his throat, Darian smiled back, "Hello, beautiful lady. I would like to schedule an appointment with the mayor. When can I take you home?"
"Right away, sir—wait, what did you just say, sir?" The receptionist blinked, her confusion adding a touch of humor to the situation.
Darian cleared his throat again, "Er, nothing, beautiful lady. Can you schedule an appointment with the mayor for me, please?"
"Of course, sir. Please fill up this form and return it to me," the receptionist smiled and handed him a form. Darian took the form and nodded, his eyes never leaving her figure, and he had made sure to touch her.
So much for a virgin!
Darian filled up the form and returned it to the receptionist.
"Thank you, sir. Please have a seat, and Mayor William will see you soon," the receptionist gestured to the chairs, and Darian thanked her before taking a seat.
As he waited patiently, digital butterflies fluttered in his stomach. 'I hope Mayor William accepts my business proposal, or else I'll have to start all over again,' he thought, the prospect of virtual failure gnawing at his nerves.
After what seemed like an eternity, the receptionist called out his name.
"Darian, Mayor William will see you now."
Darian's eyes remained fixated on Alex's enticing backside as they walked through the virtual world. And yeah, Alex was her name, as our dear hero only now looked above her head to see the name tag.
The sight of her swaying ass sent pulses of desire surging through his digital veins, intensifying his anticipation. He couldn't help but appreciate the captivating allure of her curves, which seemed to have a mesmerizing effect on him.
As they approached Mayor William's virtual office, Darian's mind raced with wicked thoughts. He yearned to indulge in the forbidden pleasure that Alex's tempting figure promised, but he knew that any physical contact would risk immediate consequences. The guard he had previously with coins would surely make him pay if he dared to lay a finger on Alex.
However, Darian was not one to be deterred. He reveled in the thrill of taking risks and pushing boundaries. A mischievous smirk played on his lips as he hatched a plan in his virtual mind. There was something else he could do to satisfy his desires without directly breaking the rules.
"Madam," he cooed, and Just as Alex turned to face him, he purposefully tripped himself, causing them both to stumble. In their virtual collision, Darian found himself landing directly on Alex's virtual breasts, his head nestled between the soft pillows of her chest.
A muffled gasp escaped Alex's lips as Darian's weight pressed her down. Darian, too, groaned softly as the sensation of their bodies meeting sent a jolt of mixed digital pain and pleasure coursing through him.
Lost in the moment, Darian chose to savor the proximity and the sensuous touch. He remained there, his face nestled deeper into the virtual pillows, his senses overwhelmed by the softness and warmth that enveloped him.
"Sir, please get off me," Alex gasped, her embarrassment evident in the digital air.
Darian mumbled an apology and dramatically rolled off her, like a clumsy knight after a failed jousting attempt. He got up, brushing off imaginary dust from his virtual pants, and offered Alex a hand, as if he was rescuing her from a dramatic fall in a cheesy movie.
"Apologies, Madam. I tripped over my shoe," he explained, adding a virtual wink for good measure. Alex nodded, trying to compose herself while fixing her disheveled digital appearance.
"It's alright, sir. Please proceed," Alex gestured to the door, and Darian smiled apologetically, his shame tinged with virtual satisfaction.
Taking a deep virtual breath, he knocked on Mayor William's office door.
"Enter," a booming digital voice answered.
Darian turned towards Alex and bowed dramatically, "If it's alright, my lady, can this humble gentleman take you on a date?"
Alex turned red as she looked down with shyness, "Uh...this is my first time someone asking me out. I...uh...don't know what to say."
'Just say yes,' Darian mentally pleaded, imagining himself in a virtual Romeo outfit.
"Whatever your heart says, my lady," Darian smiled, and Alex blushed even more, her virtual shyness tugging at his digital heart. "Ain't nobody has eyes to see a beautiful lady like you? Look at your eyes, so clear and pure. You're the ideal woman every man wants to marry. Not only are you beautiful, but you also have a big heart. Literally and figuratively. So please, if it's alright, can this humble gentleman take you out on a virtual date?"
Alex gulped and smiled shyly, "The-there's something you need to know."
'Married? Let us cuck him. Family, let's start another.'
"The truth is... I'm a boy."