Everyone fell asleep except for two people.
Insania approached the man with resolute steps and said with conviction. "With how strong you are I'm sure you already know what I really am"
"What do you mean? Are you some kind of monkey?" The Mage asked in amusement.
"Sigh... No use beating around the Bush then." Insania deactivated the choker and her vision blacked for a split second before she could feel the familiar fur that grows out of her body. The fur that clings to her current equipment. The fur that reminds her that she doesn't need panties.
"Ah... So direct, just when I thought you wouldn't have the guts to do it" the Mage said from playfulness to indifference.
"Does Allan know?" she asked with apprehension, slightly scared of the answer.
"No..." The mage answered which made Insania sigh in relief. "So what do you want kitty? See... you revealing yourself means that you want to do it right?"
"No... I've come to ask you something else. I will pay you 5 gold for a spell, specifically I want you to cast a [Silence Ward]"
"Hooooh? You say you don't want it but you want privacy wards?" The Mage was mildly surprised at the amount of money but still spoke this time with a curious tone.
"Cast it now, also restrain me!" Insania could feel it. Like the floodgates of Lust has been opened, now without the magic of the choker it has returned with a vengeance. To drown Insania in the curse's effects and tether her to the brink. The pain came like an unstoppable Tidal Wave, a tsunami of mind breaking proportions.
Insania had an inkling this would happen. She knew that the Curse of Lust was merely being suppressed by the item and she knew once that cup of suppression fills with unquenchable thirst it would break the glass. Which in this case is the item that allows her transformation.
She didn't believe that the item was strong enough not only to suppress the Beastkin racial passives but also the [Curse of Lust] so she set out to find out if her assumption was true and revealed herself to the Mage who she was sure could see right through her Magical Polymorph.
Now she stood in front of him as if a bomb just exploded all over her body. Pain, pleasure and mental imagery that hit her body like it was being fire by Onille's personal favorite gun the Minigun or otherwise known by gun enthusiasts the M134 Minigun. Make no mistake she doesn't feel like she got shot... She feels like she is being torn asunder from the inside out. There was nothing mini about that gun and the varying degrees of mental imagery that popped out and assailed her vision was a testament to the lust filled emotions she's feeling.
"The spell is done... Do you mind if I watch? " Asked the Mage playfully...
Insania shook her head and said. "Good then restrain me cause if I get possessed it might cause trouble for everyone here."
"Aw... If you hadn't said that I'd have just let you attack Allan... You'd most likely die afterwards but at least you could do it with him right?" The Mage winked as if he's doing Insania a massive favor hooking her up with Allan.
"Please I beg you... Ah" The Mage quickly put up the [Silence Ward] blocking her blood curdling scream from escaping.
"AAAAAAAAAAAH" she screamed with all her might as if she's currently feeling the worst pain she's ever felt throughout her life. Which she currently is right now.
'IT HURTS...IT HURTS.. IT HURST... IT HURTS...IT HURTS.. IT HURST...' outside the Ward she made no sound but inside it she's reaching decibels that shouldn't be physically possible. She continued to scream with all her might for a full 20 seconds before she ran out of breath.
How to describe the pain? Insania has nothing to compare the pain to, she thought she had a high pain tolerance but nothing could prepare her for this much. This pain that echoed and thrummed all over her body is worse than the most heinous of torture methods. She physically harmed herself outside with her claws to offset the pain she's feeling inside with pain outside it but the Mage chose that moment to restrain Insania.
She could only grunt in Fury. As the pain thrummed like every blood cell, every nerve and every muscle she had in her body wanted to get out of it. All that stimulus got sent to her brain who is already tired of warding off the mental attacks.
'Hush little kitty don't you cry, if you let go everything will be just fine' A voice whispered in her ear? No she's currently inside a [Silence Ward] the voice sung a melodic and yet awful tune directly inside her brain.
'If you weren't such a bad kitty you'd not have felt all of this. Submit to your desire.' The voice said again.
Insania has heard this voice before, once in her vivid dream... She already expected the entity to have it's origins in the game. 'NO!'
"I won't submit to you, not now! NOT EVER! I WILL DO THIS MY WAY!"
'Fufufu what a bad kitty you are... But that's what I find so amusing about you. Let's see how long you last shall we?' After hearing such words Insania's mind blanked and she felt her aching body no more.
...
"Dam just how pent up is she?" The Mage who was observing Insania couldn't help but marvel at the sheer grit Insania is displaying.
Is she losing horribly to the Curse? Yes, yes she is. Is she suffering from perpetual agony the likes of which no being on this world should be subjected to? Also Yes.
Is she doing the only thing that would help alleviate the pain?
ABSOLUTELY NOT...
'I'm surprised she hasn't turned into a raving loon at this point' if he were to describe the Curse of Lust, it is like a raging river current of pure mercury. What he is looking at right now is someone who is swimming against it, instead of with it.
"If she justs do it with a person here, she'd easily sate the lust and not be subjected to its cruel machinations" The Mage wasn't a furry but he also wasn't against a one time fling.
"She'd probably drain me dry though." He chuckled and continued to observe Insania. She no longer squirmed as much as before, there was an odd 3 second pause that her body stopped moving. "Is it over? Should I remove the restraints?"
What the Mage has casted on Insania is a very powerful Physical restraint spell named [Mana Shackle] that disables a creature for as long as the Caster overpowers them with his Magic Power and Wisdom.
It wasn't omnipotent, a person could use one of the many body dispell skills and weaken the bind of magic. Allowing their strength to break the Caster's [Mana Shackles].
Insania stood up, her body wrapped in a coral blue hue that restrained her arms and legs. "No its not possible" the mage muttered, his eyes deeply locked with the black slit irises of Insania that hinted she was currently possessed.
Insania growled like a vicious predator, though he couldn't hear it the Mage hurriedly chanted an Earth spell called [Earth Bind] but it was too late. Insania's body glowed, activating the [Basic Inherent Dispell] and breaking the [Mana Shackles] with sheer brute force.
"NO... you'd to have 200+ STR to break that!" The Mage muttered in horror. Insania lunged at him, poised to strike but her claws landed on a transparent blue barrier. [Mana Barrier].
"This is such a hassle! 5 gold isn't enough for this much trouble." The mage despite announcing his dissatisfaction was currently casting a very powerful spell that will surely knock this beastkin out. He fired [Earthen Boulder] on top of Insania's head and crushed her, she squirmed and screamed under the weight of the boulder but was not knocked out.
"Dam... Does being possessed make them immune to fainting?" He hurriedly looked towards the Carriage, the Mercenaries and Allan and made sure they were still asleep.
"Luckily all of it happened inside the [Silence Ward]" Though he smacked her with a large boulder, he was skillful enough to not make it shake the ground and alert everyone else.
"Wake up already"
After a few hours of Insania squirming underneath the boulder she finally lost all strength.
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"Onille woke up inside his apartment. Wondering what happened to him. "Did I get ejected? That shouldn't be possible. I should have 2 hours of game time left"
Onille tried to log back in but the game prevented him from doing so.
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"Huh? that's new... I should call customer service about this... " then when Onille stood up from his rickety bed, he remembered. "Right I have no landline nor phones"
Onille could only shake his head at his little son, despite not feeling particularly horny he could feel the after effects of the horrible pain his character endured because of the curse. "Am I becoming an M? Hopefully not right? " he muttered to himself, firming in his mind thay he isn't currently slipping on a very, very, very slippery slope.
He went to do the deed a few dozen times until his little son calmed down. Afterwards he just went straight to sleep not feeling the urge to do his daily work-out or go out to eat.
His body despite lying all day felt sluggish. No it wasn't his body that wanted to rest... It was his mind, despite him already sleeping 8-10 hours while playing the remainder 6 hours are played while the user is perfectly conscious.