Chapter 245 – Reference material
Cassandra's bloodlust was flaring so strongly that Noah literally found it hard to breathe in her presence. If previously her intense gaze pained his skin like small pinpricks, he did not want to check what would happen if she gazed at him now. This was truly one of the strongest monsters in the world; Noah was simply out of his weight category to fight her fair and square. If she turned this power against him unrestrained, he would be dead in a split second, and the thought of it made cold sweat float down his spine, giving him goosebumps.
“You sure the Gorean geas can hold her down? She seems to be on the verge of losing it,” said Noah.
“Khem…Sure…” said Ugy. “As long as she keeps a rational mind.” He added a bit later.
“What does that mean?” asked Noah.
“Well, the information I got from you know where, it only mentioned that the Gorean mind program does not allow a slave to do any harm to the Master willingly, buuut….” said Ugy with clear uncertainty in his voice. “It never mentioned what would happen if the slave loses all rationality, like you in your berseggs mode, for example. We can’t exclude the possibility that she might commit a double suicide by accident. Like snapping your neck by miscalculating her gripping force in her delirium.” Said Ugy, sounding like she was shrugging.
“And you still had to add oil to the fire, bringing her to the verge? Bastard. What do I do with her now? In her current state, no matter what I do, it keeps making her hunger stronger. How do we calm her down?” Said Noah angrily.
“Weeell. Feeding her…” Started to say Ugy but was immediately interrupted by Noah.
“Don’t you even fucking dare to suggest we give her blood.” Said Noah, staring at Cassandra, seeing how her eyes were filled with red as if she had two ruby stones in her eye sockets, her lips were bloody from biting them as she tried to keep silent, yet her moans still forced their way out. “She is going to end me before I finish my order if she hears the word blood.”
“Can you let me finish? Yes, it was a number one choice. But I guess we are skipping it. The next best thing I could suggest is to mess her up just like we did last time. Expel all that excess pressure, you know? Make her let it out in one big O. Or more than one... well, more like a hundred big O’s to be true.” Said Ugy with a renewed leer in his voice at the end.
Now it was clear to Noah what that bastard was doing. He intentionally pushed her harder. Previously, Cassandra was still rational enough, so that giving her some blood may have allowed Noah to calm her hunger to a degree. But Ugy cut this choice off. Bastard.
“Let her expel the pressure, huh…” Muttered Noah with a sigh. He opened his mouth to say something, but Ugy added another sentence.
“Be careful, User. It wouldn't be wise to let her come near us. You are a tasty steak, and she is a ravenous dog. She might seriously lose it and snap at you. Even a short loss of rationality from her would result in your death. You have to train your bitches how to behave before testing their patience.” Said Ugy
Noah shivered a bit as he was about to order Cassandra to untie him. It may seriously have been his last words in this world just now.
“From a distance? How…Oh… The Dominating skill," said Noah, realizing what Ugy had in mind.
“DOMINATING,” Noah activated the skill with a thought.
Cassandra instantly felt the connection form. She felt it many times in the last few months, so she knew exactly what was going to happen next. She waited with anticipation for something strange to hit her deep inside, as if someone took possession of her, but after a few moments nothing happened, making her surprised, relieved, and yet angry from disappointment. Which in the end once again increased her lust. This man seriously pushed her to the unexplored limits of self-control.
“Wait. But how do I do it? What should I say? Do I just tell her to cum and she will?” Asked Noah, deactivating his skill.
“No, no. You need to put your heart into it. Like, do it with all your soul, you know. The skill allows you to send feelings, emotions, and sensory signals. That kind of thing. You can’t just tell her cum and expect it to happen.” Explained Ugy.
“Okay. I get it… DOMINATING!” Noah activated the skill once again.
“I still don’t get it.” Said Noah a second later, deactivating his skill once again. “Send her my feelings?”
“Look at it this way. You have to force yourself on her mentally, you know. Like overlaying her body's senses with yours. As if you press her will down with your massive body. Dominate over her body with your will.” Said Ugy with a passion.
“Okay. Let me try… DOMINATING.” Noah activated his skill once again.
“Can’t you explain it in human language?” Said Noah a second later, deactivating his skill once again. “Your explanations get more and more ridiculous.”
“Okay, okay. Wait. I have an idea. You need a reference. Just like that time when you had to prepare your mind to help Theressa and the girls.” Suggested Ugy.
“Reference. Like what? Another romance story? How would that he… Don’t tell me!”
“Yep. You guessed it. We’ve gotta use something more potent than just love stories. We have to use the nuke codes! And I know exactly what we need.”
Noah closed his eyes, sending his mind into the dream world, leaving his body behind, and entered the house where he found Ugy sitting with a face full of excitement while scrolling through his to-do list that mostly consisted of six-digit codes. What Noah noticed was that the codes were divided into different columns. Ugy switched to one of the columns and said:
“Here! Any one of these would be just the perfect reference. I am sure of it.”
“How do you know that? You’ve never seen it before," said Noah.
“Just trust me. These are the best suited. Just choose any ten stories randomly.” Said Ugy nonchalantly.
“Ten?” Asked Noah, feeling suspicious at the number.
“I need lots of code to craft a skill. One or two stories might not be enough for it.”
“You can do it with three; I am more than sure of it.” Said Noah with distrust.
“Three? You can’t just cut it so much and expect me to...”
“Oh, right, you can’t lie to me. System, how many stories do you need?” asked Noah.
“Two is enough.” Answered Ugy with an automatic-like, soulless voice.
“Two it is, then.” said Noah.
“Fine. Just pick already.” Said Ugy with displeasure. “We d…d…d….d…don’t have a whole night.”
“What was that?” Noah asked, surprised by Ugy’s sudden stutter.
“What was what? Don’t dawdle. Time is of importance. Just do it already, User.” Said Ugy, hurrying him up.
Noah squinted his eyes, gazing at the plush bear for a few seconds but then turned to the screen, picked a few codes to his liking, and activated the erotic story that the six-digit code, also known in SC as a nuke code, represented.
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Noah found himself in a room that seemed to be one of those modern-day stories that followed the same time period as the authors of these stories lived in.
Suddenly his body moved and he saw a mirror at the small wardrobe where he saw a reflection of a young man. In this story, Noah closely followed this young man who seemed to be a main character, like a ghost possessing him, looking at the world from behind his shoulder.
The main character, sitting on the bed in his trousers alone, seemed to have a well-trained body. Quite a bit of muscles and no fat. His face wasn’t very attractive, though, and the constant scowl on his face, as if he were always dissatisfied with everything around him, made him look even more unappealing. The young man combed through his painted blond hair, which gave him a delinquent feel, and stood up from his bed. After dressing up, he picked up his pack of cigarettes and keys and walked out to meet his friends.
There wasn’t much happening in this story as this young man and his other three delinquent-looking friends just wandered around town and park or sat on the bench near some random shop, always checking out passing by girls and giving them a rank of "fuckability". Once or twice each of them tried their chance at “picking the girls up,” as they called it. But always without any success.
Each time the group smoked cigarettes, Noah had a fit of coughing, feeling the taste of smoke for the first time as if he really were possessing the man.
The evening went by, and still nothing much had happened. The group drank a pack of beer, bought with the money they barely could put together, smoked a lot, cussed and swore a lot, making all kinds of stupid and dirty jokes before finally walking their separate ways back home when it was really late at night.
It is on his way home that something unexpected happened to the man. He saw a girl sitting alone at the park, with a clear expression of distress on her face and smiled wickedly, making Noah uncomfortable with that smile.
The young man walked up to the girl, asking if she was alright and whether she needed any help, pretending to be caring, but the small smirk Noah felt in the corners of his mouth, as if he was the one smiling, allowed Noah to see through this man’s facade. Noah was finally assured that, whatever story he had found himself in, the main character was not a good guy.
The girl seemed to be wary of the boy, but there was a small trace of hope in her eyes, as if she was begging for help, truly waiting to be saved by someone. Only this man was clearly not any knight on a white horse.
However, whether in her naivety or too distressed to see this man's true nature, the girl began to open up to him. She told him that she had nowhere to go for the night and how she got into this situation, but he didn’t even listen to her, most of his attention poured onto ogling the girl's body, clearly finding her somewhere high in his "fuckability" rating. Noah could have sworn he felt the man lick his lips like a wolf gazing at a little lamb.
Yet the girl missed all the bad signs about this man and even agreed to follow him back to his place.
It need not even be mentioned what happened when the guy closed the door of his apartment behind her.
Though Noah could admire the guy for his stamina, he could not allow himself the slightest bit of good feeling toward this man after seeing what he’d done to the girl that night, tearing at her body like a wild animal.
It was already morning when the guy had finally had enough of the girl's fine body, spilling his last bit of seed into her before slapping her already beaten-to-redness, naked buttocks, before falling down on his bed.
"I did my part allowing you to spend the night. It’s morning so ya can sleep here, bitch, or you can get the fuck out.” He said before turning to the side and falling asleep without a care.
Noah felt disgusted inside as every pleasure the man felt while abusing the girl's body, Noah sensed through their connection as well.
He watched with pity as the quietly sobbing girl began to pick up her clothes with careful movements, as if afraid she might wake up this animal once more, and walked to the door with a strange gait, her nether region clearly giving her a lot of pain and discomfort.
But as the girl glanced into the room one final time before closing the door, Noah could have sworn he saw the darkest of smiles on her face, sending shivers down his back.
“What the hell was that?” Muttered Noah.
Time skipped forward with the guy stirring awake somewhere near evening, and as if the day repeated itself, he stood up from his bed with a scowl and displeasure permanently painted onto his face and combed through his hair, pulling it back as if it was an every morning routine.
However, this time something felt strange. His hair seemed to be endless as he pushed his hand through it. The man glanced into the mirror with confusion but froze in mid-movement, seeing a gorgeous blond girl looking back at him in the reflection.
“What the fuck?” Both Noah and the man voiced in unison.
“Ugy! What the fuck kind of story is this?” Shouted Noah, with a clear sense of premonition.
“As a man, you would not be able to understand what a girl would feel. But with these wonderful Gender Bender tag stories, you can learn it almost instantly. This is the best type of story for the reference you needed so much.” Said Ugy.