Champions of Mareth

As my mind drifts lazily across the sea of sleep, it finds itself floating close to the shores of consciousness. While it ponders whether or not to make port, the ocean suddenly gets choppy, and from the depths emerges my body, which picks up my mind and forcefully runs it aground with its storm of sensations.

"Ahhhh, fuuuuckk..." I groan, clutching at my aching head. Did I party hard last night or something? It feels like DJ Pon-3's hosting a rave inside my brain.

As I massage my temples, my other hand trails itself across my body and down to rub between my thighs. I'm amazed that I could still get such a crazy case of morning girl-wood with this awful pounding in my brain.

I roll onto my side, and feel something rough and sharp dig into my arm. Moving myself over a little, it dawns on me that the hard surface beneath me does not feel like my bed, nor is it a cloud. That doesn't leave many options that I can think of, so where the hay am I?

I blink open my eyes, and am greeted with blindingly bright sunlight. I must've slept until noon, at least. I shield my eyes, which gives me a clear view of the ground beneath me. It's rugged, rocky, and barren, and unlike anything you'd find within or around Ponyville. Just how wild a night did I have last night?

Just then, a shadow flits by overhead. A bird, or something? The sound of flapping wings emanates from nearby, and I get the feeling that it's hovering around me.

Begrudgingly, I look up, still squinting against the light. My eyes scan around the area slowly... I definitely have no clue where-

Holy fucking balls, what the shit is that?!

I leap to my feet, instantly wide-awake, and stagger back away from the creature floating in front of me. It seems to be some kind of small devil, kinda like the imps that I had to fight in-

Of course! I'm still playing that game! I must've blacked out when I jumped into that portal. Sneaky game devs.

I quickly slap my cheeks to wake myself up fully, and take another look at the creature I've encountered. It's definitely an imp of some kind, so it's probably low level. It's holding an empty glass vial in one hand, and has a surprised look on its face as it stares at me.

It- no, he, is pretty puny in most respects, with the one exception hanging between his legs. Wearing nothing on his body, his big, red, disproportionately-sized, throbbing, pulsing cock sways back and forth on full display. It's not even erect yet, and yet I imagine it could fill my virgin pussy all the way, with meat to spare, just as it is.

Just as I'm about to go and put this to the test, I freeze, and ask myself what the fuck I think I'm doing.

Well, why not, my libido reasons. It's only a game, I may as well test how "fleshed out" the devs have made our bodies.

But wait, my gamer's instinct cuts in. The combat music isn't playing, so this is probably a scripted event. I'm seeing "Bad End" written all over this guy, and then I'd have to go through the whole intro all over again!

Ohhh, fuck that, my laziness yells, I'mma fuck this guy up!

Taking up a combat stance, I focus, preparing to fuck this guy... up, definitely up.

As if reading my mind, the Imp suddenly chuckles. "I'm amazed you aren't already chasing down my cock, human. The last Champion was an eager whore for me by the time she woke up. This lust draft made sure of it." He smirks, and shakes his empty vial to emphasize his point.

A lust potion? So that explained why the party in my brain seemed to have moved down into my pants. Well, there was clearly only one thing to do in a situation like this...

"Diiiiicccckkkkk..." I cry, sprinting towards him, my eyes locked on his swaying member.

He smirks, and spreads his arms wide, beckoning me to embrace him. As I approach him, I stretch out my arm, reaching for his long shaft. My fingers find purchase, wrapping themselves around his throbbing cock, and his cocky grin widens in victory.

"Atttttaaaaccckkkkk!" I finish, my grip tightening mercilessly. I watch with satisfaction as his smug expression immediately switches to one of utter horror, and it's my turn to grin cockily. I yank on his shaft, and his body has no choice but to get pulled along like a ragdoll behind it, as I swing him round and round above my head.

After listening to his screams gradually climb higher and higher in pitch, I eventually release my grip, flinging the imp off into the distance. His wings start beating at the top of his arc, and he hovers in the sky, a safe distance away from me.

"FOOL!" he yells, or more accurately squeaks, his hands massaging his member. "You could have had pleasure unending... but should we ever cross paths again you will regret humiliating me! Remember the name Zetaz, as you'll soon face the wrath of my master!"

I watch as he flies away into the distance. There's no quest log popping up about this Zetaz, so I assume this game doesn't have those. Wondering what it does have, I open up the menu.

Now that the intro's over, the narrator's text-log has disappeared, and in its place are the typical bunch of options: Stats, Perks, Character, Inventory, Save & Exit.

I open up the inventory, and see one item already listed, entitled "Camp Gear". I press it, and a tent springs into life beside me with a poof. I can hear a few more poofs popping up around the area as well.

Finally taking the time to properly survey my surroundings, I notice the portal I came through nestled amongst some nearby rocks. The pink glow from it mixed with the light from the crimson-red sky gives the ground an eerie glow, although I'm not sure the dirt isn't just red on its own anyway.

Deciding to explore, I take a step forward, and my thighs brush together, sending a shiver up my spine. My arms hug themselves around my belly, and my hand comes to rest on my newly-enhanced breast.

...Okay, exploring can wait. I have to know if the game will let me go all the way with this.

I slip behind some nearby rocks, feeling a little awkward about doing this out in the open. But I remind myself it's just a game, and quickly strip out of my comfortable clothes.

Leaning back against the rock, I cup both of my B-cup breasts in my hands, giving them a soft squeeze. Mmmm, fuck, so this is why everyone raves about bigger breasts! Although, I guess these'd still be small to most people...

Still massaging my breast with my left hand, I slide my right slowly down across my belly, before letting it roam across the lips of my pussy. My inner muscles clench with desire, my cunt aching like never before.

I quickly oblige it, sliding two fingers into my depths, pounding them in and out rapidly while my thumb strokes against my clit. Fuck, this feels just as good as doing it in reality... no, better! After just a few minutes, my body is already teetering on the brink of orgasm.

My fingers brush against my G-spot, and it throws me over the edge, my back arching as my pussy contracts tightly around my fingers. I let out a loud moan, mashing my hand into my breast, as my toes curl up and scrape across the ground.

Finally, my body collapses back, my breathing ragged.

"Shit..." I think aloud, pulling my fingers free of my depths. "And that was just at forty Lust... I can't wait to see how much crazier this game can make it..."

And then I close my eyes, laying my head back on the rock, and drift off into a contented nap, smelling of sex.