Personality Theft Parasite (2)
I used the "Parasitize" skill on the blonde elf archer.
The bug emerging from behind the goblin leaped onto the female archer's back as she lay there, half out of her mind in the afterglow of climax, panting heavily. It crawled up her back and settled at the nape of her neck, then thrust its long proboscis in.
"Parasitize" Successful
Suddenly, a voice echoed from within: "Wh-what? Who's there? Who's talking in my head?"
It was Rena's voice. It seemed our minds were linked, transmitting her thoughts to me as well.
Soon, a notification appeared.
For humanoid targets, there is a chance of resistance until personality theft is complete.
You must be in a stronger state than the host to steal the target's personality.
Steal the target's personality and take control of the body?
[Yes] [No]
Personality theft, huh. No idea what that entailed, but worth a shot. I mentally selected [Yes].
My body moved on its own, using the proboscis embedded in Rena's nape to start sucking something out.
"Eek? Hiiiii♥"
A shrill scream rang in my head. Rena's scream. At first, it was panicked confusion, but it soon twisted into writhing pleasure.
"S-sucking♥ It's sucking me oooout♥ I, I gotta resist buuut it feels so gooood♥"
Rena's eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out as drool poured from her mouth. The blonde elf trembled like a madwoman, her mind unraveling, until the last drop of her personality was sucked dry. Only then did she go limp.
A stream gushed from between her legs. From her swollen, gaping pussy, semen, love juices, and piss mixed and poured out.
Something tasted like "flavor." Whatever I'd sucked from Rena—probably her personality—tasted sweet and bittersweet. It slid down my throat, into my gut, and settled low.
The urge to excrete hit, and my body acted on instinct, shoving the proboscis on my rear into Rena's skin.
Soon, "waste" flowed out through it into her.
"Ohot♥ Hieeek♥"
Life flickered back into her dazed, half-lidded eyes and drool-slick face.
"Sesshu♥ Sesshu♥ Sesshuuuu♥"
Mumbling nonsense, Rena staggered to her feet in a sumo squat, hand diving between her spread legs. She plunged slender fingers into her pussy with wet squelches, gently teasing her clit as she masturbated.
"Personality Theft" Successful
The re-injected personality is influenced by the parasite.
The host's personality has changed due to the parasite's tendencies.
I checked Rena's status window. Her name had changed to "Parasitized Elf Female Archer Rena." Level still 3, but all her stats had risen across the board. Most eye-catching, though, was her Lewdness level below.
Lewdness: 100.
Apparently, this parasite I'd possessed was a massive pervert. Not my fault. Definitely.
You have fully taken control of the host's body. You can now issue commands.
"Your Papa♥ Give me all the orders you want♥" Rena's thoughts transmitted into my head.
Papa, huh? First time hearing that one. But it didn't sound half bad.
"Ugh... uuurgh... Ow, my head..."
Around then, the warrior who'd been knocked out by the staff groaned back to consciousness, staggering to his feet.
"R-Rena? You okay?"
He looked up at her and asked.
"What should we do with that human, Papa?"
Rena stood still, asking me telepathically.
I pondered, then a chilling idea hit: wouldn't killing him give EXP? Sure, it was murder, but this was a fictional world. And he'd tried to kill me first. No reason not to.
"Got it, Papa♥"
Did she sense my intent? Without hesitation, she grabbed the bow from her back, nocked an arrow.
"R-Rena?"
Aim straight at the bewildered warrior—and loose without a second thought. The arrow struck dead between his eyes.
EXP +125
The highest EXP I'd gotten yet. Player kills must give a bonus.
Deal with that one too.
"Yes, Papa♥" Rena replied, turning to the still-unconscious mage and firing another arrow.
EXP +110
Parasitized Elf Female Archer Rena acquired "Fire Arrow."
"Fortress City Sonisia." The city housing the temple at the dungeon entrance. The game's only village, stocked with gear, potions, and all the NPCs.
Rena lived here too. Orphaned early—common in this world where most folks were dungeon-delving adventurers—she shared a home with just her sister.
"I'm home."
Rena kicked off her shoes upon entering.
"Sis isn't back yet, huh."
She glanced around the living room and muttered.
"Guess I'll wash up."
Rena dropped her bulging bag—mostly loot from her dead "comrades"—in a corner and headed to the bathroom. She stripped naked and stepped in.
"Gotta scrub my pussy squeaky clean too♥ Hehe♥"
She muttered as she aimed the showerhead at her body. After scrubbing the crusted mix of love juices, piss, and semen from her thighs with a bath brush, she flipped it and shoved the handle into her spread pussy, twisting.
"Eek♥ Ahit♥"
Mid-shower, Rena started masturbating. Pinching her nipples, she thrust the handle in and out. She came hard, squirting piss everywhere.
"Haa...♥ Feels so fresh now...♥"
Rena licked the handle clean of her juices and leftover semen, then teased her nipples with the bristles while fingering her pussy and clit.
"Papa♥ Papaaah♥"
She climaxed repeatedly, body shuddering. One more round of masturbation after, and only then did she finish showering and step out.
Towel-dried roughly, her stomach growled. Still naked, she headed to the kitchen to cook.
"Mmm... Would be nice with some cum topping♥ No luck, so maybe breast milk instead?"
She pressed her tits to the frying pan, rubbing her nipples to squeeze out milk. Weird for a non-pregnant virgin from that morning, but not anymore.
"Papa, that's plenty♥ Thanks♥ Love you♥"
She milked until the food was soaked, then sucked her dripping fingers clean.
As she plated the meal, the front door opened.
"I'm home."
Her sister's voice. In walked a blonde pointed-eared girl, Rena's spitting image—her twin sister, Ray.
"Welcome back, Sis."
Rena beamed innocently.
"Uh... Rena? Why are you naked?"
Ray asked, flustered.
"Just showered. Hehe."
"Put some clothes on first."
Ray eyed her sister suspiciously, like she'd eaten something bad. Rena was usually prim and shy, even embarrassed to be nude around her own sister.
"Should I? Okay. Oh, wanna eat together? Haven't eaten yet?"
"Fine, but clothes first."
"Yeah."
Rena passed by Ray. Then, slyly grabbing a frying pan from the rack, she smashed it into Ray's occiput.
Clang! Ray crumpled with a yelp.
"You okay, Sis? Not dead, right? Papa wants to eat you too—no good if you're spoiled. Hit too hard?"
Rena checked her.
"R-Rena...?"
Ray stared in confusion, blood trickling from her head.
"Good, you're alive. It'll be fine after a nap. Sleep tight?"
Rena smiled sweetly—then wrapped hands around her neck and strangled.
"Guhk... Rena..."
"Papa's gonna praise me♥ Papa's gonna praise me♥ Papa's gonna praise me♥"
A side of her sister Ray never knew. Cold, eerie eyes glaring down maniacally, like she was thoroughly enthralled by something else.
"Sis too, together♥"
Finally, Ray blacked out.
