The slime indeed managed to find something interesting. It was a predatory plant. Disguising itself as part of the grass, a network of earthbound vines waited patiently. If a deer, a bunny or anything suitable in size happened upon it, the vines grappled onto the creature’s legs. T...
2018-12-20 13:04:38 +0000 UTC View PostJohn looked at the figurine on the table. It wore the same dress as Aclysia did right now, the small changes she had made to it notwithstanding. It was black and something between a French and a goth maid outfit, without the apron. It was an over designed piece, with feather-esque decorations at ...
2018-12-20 00:54:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe slime found a happy equilibrium between how much mana it could gather from the energy it produced from photosynthesis and how much it gave to the pond. While its only influence over the former was that the mana regeneration was directly linked to how much it ate, the latter it could change by ad...
2018-12-19 00:39:12 +0000 UTC View PostNote: Drip-Fed will now have lazy titles. Arc Name X. This is cause I feel like it.
The slime was feeling quite good about itself since it had figured out that it was pretty safe in this environment. As long as it kept its fleshy bits to itself, it was uninteresting to its surroundings. N...
2018-12-18 13:02:46 +0000 UTC View Post“I want to apologize to you,” John thus said when he was alone with Aclysia in the living room. Except he wasn’t alone, as the bunch of prying creatures most of his girls were, he just knew that at least half of them were listening in. Whether that was Eliza using her supreme hearing, the e...
2018-12-17 22:45:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe slime couldn’t know this, but when it finally figured out how to manipulate the ants accurately, it had turned one year old. Indeed, a lot of the actions it had to wait for, it had to figure things out for, all of these things had taken weeks to months. Large gaps of nothing or boring safety b...
2018-12-17 20:56:57 +0000 UTC View PostJohn picked the last trait of the Wealth category, the one that allowed members of his guild to drop items up to Epic quality, and was then greeted with a new button asking him to upgrade the Guild Hall now. Standing atop the sun deck of his yacht, he clicked on the yes button.
The effect w...
2018-12-16 23:56:00 +0000 UTC View PostThe slime had gotten itself in a precarious situation. It was currently surrounded by ants, lots and lots of ants, enough to rip it apart in no time flat if they wanted to. It was a good thing for the amorphous that they didn’t, because they didn’t see the slime as an enemy. They saw it as part ...
2018-12-16 13:39:59 +0000 UTC View PostThe slime liked discovering things about itself. The newest thing it learned about itself was that there was a difference between Growths and Attributes. Of the former, it could maintain a total of six now. There was some relation between its diameter at complete unchanged form, one it rarely assume...
2018-12-15 09:45:54 +0000 UTC View PostJohn looked at the image he received. For some reason, Scarlett had seen it fit to put on both her round sunglasses and hat. The glasses sat deep enough on her nose that her red eyes were peeking over the rim as she looked up into the phone she had taken the nude with.
Her body was as weirdly attr...
2018-12-14 22:34:02 +0000 UTC View PostImmediately after that gathering, Rave told John to follow her. To which he responded he wanted to take a shower. “Look, I said I am going to send Scarlett a nude if she sends me one and in return she will pay her window cleaners properly.”
“That is an… odd end to that chain,” Rave point...
2018-12-14 01:48:43 +0000 UTC View PostScarlett: I am waiting.
John: YOU are waiting? How about you explain to me why you sent me somewhere where an absolute monster is hanging out?
Scarlett: Absolute monster? Wait, I am still checking the security footage…
Scarle...
2018-12-13 05:43:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Westfall was a land of brown. Romantic farmers often claimed it was a land of gold, but really it was a land of brown. All overpowering brown from the crops that farmers forced out of the ground. The thing about Westfall was that it wasn’t even the most fertile of Stormwind’s provin...
2018-12-12 00:33:52 +0000 UTC View PostJohn had no time to react to Smlere or even be worried. All he saw was a flash, a dark eye burning with the empty happiness of using powers as Sigmund saw fit. Then the sound of metal clashing again. The scene that started this whole fight repeated at a different place at a not so different time, bu...
2018-12-11 08:06:21 +0000 UTC View PostIn the split second in which Sigmund turned around, drew his sword and closed in on John, he himself only saw a blur. Aclysia and Metra reacted in the nick of time. The weaponized maid threw herself in front of John, Vol’Jin’Zul in front of her; simultaneously, Metra was still drawing her weapon...
2018-12-10 03:07:00 +0000 UTC View PostThe slime had to face it: Most of the growth options it acquired would eventually cease to be useful. The insect tail had already fallen out of viability. The eyes of all the kinds of creatures it had eaten until now quickly became less useful as well, as they became too small in comparison to its o...
2018-12-09 12:12:39 +0000 UTC View PostJohn: So, what, you will just watch as I take over your city?
Scarlett: Yeah, best start with the places I have shops. Take over the barriers, don’t harm the shops unless you have to, and if they do get tangled up, please don’t break anything really important....
2018-12-08 09:31:03 +0000 UTC View Post“So now we can add a strip club to the list of places we had sex at,” Rave said as she put her pants back on, an endeavour that took a bit around her firm butt, as always.
“Was that on your bucket list?” John asked, handing Metra her clothing out of his inventory. She clicked her tongue be...
2018-12-07 06:46:52 +0000 UTC View Post‘Ahhh, feels good to level quickly,’ John thought at the end of the five-day marathon. There was jus...
2018-12-06 11:04:56 +0000 UTC View PostThe throne room of Stormwind, the place where the most important decisions for the future of the Alliance, one of Azeroth’s two major powers, were made. A place of dignity, wisdom and naked people getting orally pleased by their inferiors and (sometimes) superiors.
A new kind of table had recent...
2018-12-04 23:05:43 +0000 UTC View Post“Hello, John Newman, aka the Gamer, aka my future boss!” that was the sound to which John woke up to on the following Thursday, the voice of the Fateweaver amplified by what John felt like was a foghorn. “I am Magoi Magus, aka Anathema, aka your personal Fateweaver – as previously agreed. Ar...
2018-12-03 23:23:45 +0000 UTC View PostRome wasn’t built in a day and neither was the Enclave improved to liveable levels in 24-hours’ time. As a matter of fact, they didn’t even get that bathhouse John had suggested going. Not a real surprise, they were a bunch of people John just randomly elevated out of poverty yesterday. Most o...
2018-12-03 06:06:59 +0000 UTC View PostDespite its best efforts, the slime did need another two stalactites to fall before it was big enough to snowball down (or rather up) the food chain. How long did it take for two more stalactites to fall? Well, about as long as it took to actively watch grass grow.
In other words, it didn’t know...
2018-12-02 12:27:25 +0000 UTC View PostA lot of things happened after Anduin woke up. For a start, they took a bath together that involved her giving him a soapy handjob and ended with her tasting his cum with her tongue for the first time. From the orgasmic reaction it was clear that the mark was clearly doing its work.
Then, on the w...
2018-12-01 08:21:39 +0000 UTC View PostAn hour later and after realizing that it was pretty hard to find a hotdog stand at 9 PM on a Saturday, even in NYC, he returned to a slightly smaller camp. With a hotdog in his stomach. Just because it was pretty hard, didn’t mean it was impossible.
The decision reached evidently hadn’t satis...
2018-12-01 07:49:02 +0000 UTC View Post“Why do these fucking creepy ass hospi-shits have doors anyway?” Eliza wanted to know as they walked further down the shore. “What dumbass reason could those scalpel-brains have to place doors anywhere?”
“Mhm,” John thought about that for a second. “I would say because unconscious pe...
2018-11-29 20:10:40 +0000 UTC View PostThey made their way onto the ship with no problem. As predicted, ticket checks for this side were basically non-existent. John couldn’t imagine that the amount of times people had gotten on the island on their own and were then in need to take the ferry back went above once every ten years.
“C...
2018-11-29 06:41:47 +0000 UTC View PostDarkness.
“It’s all my fault,” the voice her childlike version said, looking at happy memories of a father that was no more.
“I could have saved him,” the voice of her adult version agreed. “Had he only listened to me.”
“I could have saved him,” the voice of her curre...
2018-11-27 17:44:55 +0000 UTC View PostJohn grabbed the pebble that was his current Jack replacement and threw it down the hallways of the demonic labyrinth they were currently in. Not only did he do that to check for traps, he also used that pebble as a staging point to then throw Shardbounds at the thin chicken legs of the local monste...
2018-11-27 06:04:37 +0000 UTC View Post“So, what are we doing with all of this?” John asked with a look into his inventory. Most of what had dropped was useless to him, what he had put aside he had already fed to Aclysia or used to spawn some cute little slime blobs with happy faces on their surfaces. He hadn’t seen Nia since creat...
2018-11-26 05:17:58 +0000 UTC View Post