New Entry For The Poll Driven “She Was Too Low Level” Story Featuring the Rogue Airisu

You can find the new entry below the break or read the story in its current entirety HERE.

Content Warnings/Kink Spoilers: This is a short entry at just under 2,000 words. There’s no sex, but there’s a lot of building towards it focused on the point of view character feeling helpless and horror at the prospect of being impregnated.

Airisu got her wish. The guards arrived and freed her. How exactly they did it she was uncertain. The Vulpenite was far too disoriented and exhausted to notice, and too relieved at the prospect of being saved to care much how the men got the plant monster to release her. It was a relief to have the forced milking interrupted and have an end to the horror and degradation of being fucked by the creature.

“Thank you,” she said, voice raspy and weak. “Thank you so much for saving me,” she muttered as two of the men hefted her between them to carry her to the manor.

One of them chuckled darkly. “You shouldn’t be thanking us, thief. You should be trying to escape. You think what the Tangle Bush did to you was bad? You might find what’s in store for you in the Lord’s manor is FAR worse.”

On that ominous warning Airisu gave in to exhaustion and slumped in the men’s arms, not quite passing out but not quite remaining fully conscious.

* * *

The guards brought Airisu into the manor and deposited her into a lavishly furnished but dimly lit bedroom. Only a few faint emberstone lamps lit the room, filling the place with an eerie faint orange light that gave the room a foreboding atmosphere.

That feeling of foreboding increased when the guards unceremoniously stripped Airisu of all her possessions and clothing, commenting that they were so torn and soiled they’d probably just be thrown away. Airisu was even stripped of her pregnancy ward, although she was still so detached from the world that she wouldn’t notice its absence till later.

She’d never see any of her clothing or gear again. As far as she’d know the guards had simply disposed of it all just as they said they would. Airisu would never discover that her new Rogue’s gear had been cursed and at least partially responsible for the horror that would be the rest of her life.

Later she’d look back on those first few moments in that room and lament that she should have seen the signs of what her life would become. The guards, after stripping her, had tossed her onto the large bed in the center of the room as though she were a sack of grain and not a woman. They’d made no effort to clean her up and seemed to not care that her filth-covered body was soiling the fine blankets spread so neatly on the bed.

They’d then flipped her over, positioning her face down on the bed with her grossly enlarged tits under her. They left her bent over the edge of the bed, backend on display. At least they’d allowed her tail to fall straight down, leaving it covering her womanhood. Even so the position was a humiliating one, made even worse by the feel of laying on the huge bulk of her unnaturally enlarged breasts.

If she’d had the energy she’d have rolled over. Or maybe not. As she’d thought about wanting to do this she’d then been forced to imagine their substantial and unpleasant bulk shifting. If she’d rolled all the way over onto her back she’d have had to deal with their disturbing weight on her chest. Yet imagining laying on her side with their disgusting bulk beside her left her even more repulsed. They’d have been resting one on top of the other, like gross sacks of meat attached to her wonderful, perfect body.

Her unpleasant thoughts were interrupted when she felt one of the guards get onto the bed beside her. She groaned and weakly opened her eyes to see what the man was doing. He had something in his hand, but it was hard to tell what it was in the dim light. Was it a leather strip? A collar maybe?

The man grabbed one of her furry ears and pulled her head up making her groan in pain. “Oh shut it,” the man barked. “Rolph, get up here and help me put this on her.” The second man joined them on the bed and put the collar on Airisu. Once it was secured snuggly to her neck they let her head fall to the bed and pulled away.

“Think we’ll ever see her again?” one of them asked as they moved to leave Airisu behind without saying anything to her.

“Maybe,” the guard replied. “But I suspect Lord Luthanda will keep her hidden away. We’ve been told what he intends to do with her, but he’ll have to keep it secret from most of the staff to keep word from getting out. We may know Lord Luthanda is a depraved villain, but he has to remain respectable to most of the world. That means he’ll have to keep contact with her to a minimum, at least a first.” They then left, leaving Airisu alone.

As she lay unmoving she thought at first she was just too traumatized and exhausted from the night’s events to move. Slowly, as her mind recovered from all that had happened, she realized it wasn’t that she was so exhausted it felt like she was unable to move. Then, the horror of her reality setting in, she realized she truly couldn’t move! Aside from her steady breathing she had no control over her body, she couldn’t even open her eyes. She even tried to speak and found herself as unable to do that as she’d been unable to do anything else.

It has to be the collar, she realized, her alarm growing. Enchanted to keep my body locked up! Her mind began to fill with horrible dark fantasies of what was going to happen to her. She lay on the bed, soiled and helpless. The Vulpenite Rogue felt tears begin to flow, but with her inability to move she didn’t even get to carry out the cathartic act of crying properly.

She noticed her breasts were shrinking. So far only slightly, perhaps just enough for her to feel it but not enough for it to have been visually apparent. After lying in unmoving silence for a bit longer she was able to feel that her body’s return to normal would take time. Hours, maybe even days. It was hard to tell, especially since she wasn’t sure how long she’d been left lying there.

Eventually the door to the room opened. Unable to move, unable to even open her eyes, the helpless Rogue wasn’t even able to look to see how many people had entered the room. It sounded like only one, but she couldn’t be certain. Even after a man began to speak she remained uncertain if he’d entered the room alone or not.

“Good evening Airisu Oreti,” a man spoke. His voice was calm and he had the refined manner of speech that revealed he was a nobleman. “I’m Lord Svensson Luthanda,” he continued. “This is my manor you’ve tried to break into and rob.”

Airisu was disturbed that the man knew her name and why she’d come to his manor. She barely had time to wonder how he knew those things before he explained.

“You’ve been betrayed,” he told her. “By the Guildmaster. The quest he gave was a false pretense to lure you here. I knew when you’d be coming and took extra precautions to capture you. So many terrible things could have led to this moment,” he said, voice full of dark glee. “You’ve no idea how pleasing the description of your ordeal in my garden was. That Tangle Bush is very special to me. It was brought great distances from a dark place tended by a very special gardener. It’s been a long time since it was able to indulge in capturing a woman as it captured you.”

Airisu’s breathing had grown heavy, the only thing she was able to do to show the anger and fear she felt.

“But why?” he asked, speaking the question at the forefront of Airisu’s mind. “Why would we set this up? I can’t say for certain why the Guildmaster works with me the way he does. I know he has a reputation for supporting female Adventurers, but I believe that is a false front. I know from experience in making deals with him that he delights in ensuring as many female Adventurers as possible meet dark fates like the one he’s sent you to meet.

“As for me, that I can explain fully. See, I’m an ambitious man. I want to increase my wealth, influence, and standing in the world. Not just me personally, but that of my family as well. I want to go to my grave knowing my family line will continue with my male heirs destined to attain greater power and status then I achieved.

“I realized one thing that would help my heirs attain this goal would be if they lived longer lives than those of the noble families that oppose us. We’re all Human in this region so if my heir were to be birthed by a member of a longer-lived race…” He trailed off, letting the declaration and all it implied hang in the air.

No, Airisu thought, wanting to scream. Not that. This can’t be happening. This whole night has been a nightmare. I want to wake up. It can’t be real! But it was, she knew that. The horror was too intense for her to be able to believe otherwise.

This evil man intended to impregnate her. A disgusting HUMAN man! He planned to force himself on her, something the collar keeping her from moving would ensure she’d be unable to even object to verbally.

Her mind raced, filling the silence the nobleman’s quiet had left with progressively darker thoughts. The horror of what she was facing nearly broke her. There would be whatever vile sexual things this man intended to do to her. Then she’d have to endure the feeling of an unwanted child growing inside her. A nasty HUMAN child, stretching her perfect body and leaving it ruined. She’d seen what pregnancy often did to women. Stretch marks. Sagging tits. Plump bodies that never returned to being as fit as they’d been.

And what if the first child she bore wasn’t a boy? Would he keep impregnating her till he had a male heir? And would one be enough? Was she destined to spend the rest of her life pumping out child after child for this monster!?

Lord Luthanda finally started speaking again, answering some of the questions running through Airisu’s mind. “This is what’s going to happen,” he said, speaking with cold, menacing calmness that filled Airisu’s veins with ice. “You’ll be kept in this room. Whenever my cock can grow hard I’ll come here and fuck you. I’ll keep fucking you till you’re pregnant.

“What I do with you between then and when you birth my child I haven’t decided. But AFTER you give me a child we’ll start again because I need male heirs, as many of them as you can give me. And there’s nothing you can do about it. You’re mine now, my property. A useful womb first and fuck toy second with little chance of having a third purpose.”

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