Marking My Rival and Claiming Slamming
Before entering the lab while following my partner White, I turned my head. "...Hmm..." I scanned the surroundings outside the lab. It should be around here somewhere.
"There it is...!" I spotted a person clumsily hiding in the bushes. My other rival, Black. Ah, according to the setting, she's probably called '???' right now.
'...Or is she?' Unlike the ambiguously designed Mom, the friendly rival White from the game had gotten an even better-looking upgrade. So the antagonistic rival Black should have too.
"...Oho..." And she did indeed have a body to match. Just as I'd hoped. In the original game, Black was a guy, but she had the perfectly right equipment down there. I worried for a second that maybe she'd just have oversized tits while keeping the original junk below—a horrific futa twist—but no.
To confirm for sure, I reached down. '...Hard to touch since she's squatting.' I awkwardly bent over and slipped my hand between her thighs. Yep, definitely. A fine pussy...
[Dialogue]
"Ah..." I accidentally hit the [Dialogue] button.
"What the—...!" The wild '???' jumped up and shoved me. Her arms looked slender, but...
"Huh...?" Thwack...! That actually hurt pretty bad. Flying back and slamming into a tree made it worse. In-game, it was a smooth float animation, but in reality, she shoved hard?
Crack...!
"...Ow ow..." I let out a low breath and lightly shook my throbbing arm.
"...This..." Good thing it regenerated quickly; otherwise, the pain suggested a slight fracture.
"Pisses me off?" It was righteous anger based on cause and effect. I'd been a gentleman just checking her gender, but she dared to fight back like this?
Ziiiip... As punishment, I unzipped and dropped my pants. It deviated from the plan, but plans change with the situation. I have principles too. Trample on them like this, and I turn thug.
'Perfect timing for the signal too.' Better than sex, anyway. Her squatting position was ideal.
~♪ I whistled and took aim. Here goes!
Sung Ji-woo! "Water Gun!" A powerful stream of piss shot out, aimed straight at the foul-mouthed toilet, of course.
Shaaaa— The urine poured over her delicate, slender face, drenching her black bob haircut. I'd eaten a saltier, bigger breakfast than usual, so it was extra yellow. The warm liquid soaked her hair, ran down her face, making a squelching sound.
Even through it all, she didn't blink. Made it all the more refreshing. She's just a thief doing bad shit early-game anyway—this was education, corporal punishment even.
Business done. "See ya later." I pulled up my pants and gave a cheerful goodbye. The debt from earlier was paid; no need to be nasty anymore.
Seemed Black accepted it, still squatting and savoring the afterglow of my golden fluid all over her body. Like a fresh plant drenched in fertilizer. I gazed contentedly, then headed into the lab. Now it was time to really pick my first Familiar.
*
"You're finally here, Ji-woo!" The glasses-wearing old man said as soon as I arrived at the lab. The owner of this place.
"I'm the Magic Engineering PhD studying magic engineering! Hahaha!"
Yeah, major in magic engineering, name Magic Engineering—lazily named so even kid-me could remember it. And don't ask me why the locals are Black and White but this guy's Magic Engineering. That's not Monworld.
"Heard a lot from your mother. You want to go on an adventure?" Well, yeah, but...
"She really said it like that herself, PhD?"
"Now, pick a monster you like from these four cards. It'll be your partner Familiar! Hahaha!"
...Weird. He shouldn't hear me, and the dialogue's straight from the game. Why dodge the topic like that? And "finally" felt loaded. Maybe probe his brain? There's a nice cactus pot on the windowsill perfect for it.
"I'll pick after you! Take your time!"
Yeah, better not. Seeing White's smile hit me with post-nut clarity. Ramming that geezer's ass in rage wouldn't be fun for me either.
"Alright then..." Which one? I approached the table lined with cards.
Four partner Familiars to choose from—clearly borrowed from the four elements. Pick based on basic attributes: fire, water, earth, wind.
'So this is it.' On the sturdy plastic-like cards, the Familiars appeared. Should be cute animals for a kids' game, but...
"That card has the fire Familiar, Salamander," the lizard Salamander now a wild red-haired delinquent girl brimming with feral charm.
"That one has the water Familiar, Slamming," the slime Slamming as a wet-clothed maid.
"That has the earth Familiar, Gnome," the mole Gnome as a hard-hat-wearing, active laborer girl.
"And that one has the wind Familiar, Sylph," the tiny bird Sylph now a white-uniformed girl with a dagger.
I'd half-decided already, but seeing them up close made me hesitate. Can't catch partner Familiars in the wild without cheats or trades. I knew Monworld inside out, so I could clear with any, which just prolonged the deliberation.
'Alright, decided!' You it is!
"The water FamiliarSlamming?"
"Yes."
As planned, I picked the water-type Slamming. Reasons aplenty. Best for conquering overall—not earth, so decent against most, but highest efficiency. Modded game might tweak difficulty, so safest bet. Plus, maid convenience was a huge merit. Services during travels, especially slime-night ones.
[Sung Ji-woo received Slamming from the PhD.]
[Would you like to give a nickname to the received Slamming?]
[Yes / No]
Following messages appeared. I hit [No] right away.
Not lack of attachment. I nickname unbonded ones for utility.
"Hold the card and yell 'Come out!' to summon the monster. 'Return!' to recall! Hahaha!"
I knew; wanted to meet my first partner ASAP.
"Come out! Slamming!"
Ziiing! A flash like a beam from the card. Then, at the spot, a girl with wavy water-blue hair appeared, exuding a strangely wet vibe.
"Ah, h-hello... Master..."
"Hey, hi."
"Y-yes... P-please take good care of me...!"
"...?" Weird. Unlike surrounding NPCs, she reacted differently. I shifted; her head and eyes followed smoothly.
No way...! "You understand what I'm saying?"
"...Yes? S-sort of? I try my best to understand Master's words!"
She answered. Fully cognized my words and responded actively.
"You... you...!"
"S-Slam...!?"
Overwhelmed with emotion, I hugged my partner tight. Soft, squishy feel everywhere. Should've come sooner.
I wasn't alone in this world. That relief drowned out lust temporarily—intense, overwhelming.
"M-Master...!"
"...Ah...! Sorry...! Just so happy..." I pulled back at her call. Calm down. She might be special. Didn't want to risk hating my potential sole ally.
"I'm happy to meet Master too...!"
"Yeah?" Good, no hate.
"You can hug more if you want!" Opposite, even.
"Master's words are 'absolute' after all!"
"...Absolute?" Maid-like, but mismatched her cute face.
"Yes, Familiars obey Master's commands—common sense, right?"
True. In-game, captured ones obeyed obediently, even fighting dogs.
"...Then..."
"H-haht...! Slam...!" I gently placed my hand on Slamming's chest and kneaded. Unlike Shifon Dog, small and firm, curves and texture blending slime chewiness, stimulating my fingers.
"How's it feel?"
"Hng... M-Master's... touch...! Feels good...clo...!"
"Glad you like it." Perfect Familiar.
"Hold the card and yell 'Come out!' to summon the monster. 'Return!' to recall! Hahaha!"
"Got it." Needed to recall for progress anyway.
"Return! Slamming!"
"Yes! Call me anytime!" Back to the card in a flash.
I checked the detailed info on the card.
'Clumsy' boosts special attack but lowers special defense a bit.
'Not bad.' Personality stats don't matter much outside PvP, and clumsy + maid synergized perfectly. Clumsy maids were canon, sans loli.
"How is it? Like your Familiar?"
"Yeah."
White droned mechanically per script.
"Whoa! Got Slamming? Nice!" Script-reciting, not real talk.
Made the Slamming in my pocket feel even more precious. Even beauties lose meaning as soulless dolls. Dolls have value, but sentient bonds were essential.
Especially since monsters.
...No, because monsters rocked.
"Gotta get mine quick! Magic Engineering PhD!"
"Heh heh, yes. Pick away, White."
White headed to the table with three cards left.
"..." Her pantomiming steps around me sparked thoughts.
"Hmm, which one's good?" Eh, ass was fine anyway. Bending to let her pass naturally doggy-styled her.
Smooth... Fearing bugs and her smile, I just caressed the firm ass instead of spanking. Slid under skirt: warm, taut feel. Soft fabric between skin—panties.
'...Do it? Just do it?' Meant to save it, but dangled like this? Tempting.
But alas.
"All picked!" In that brief hesitation, White decided cheerfully and spun around.
Maybe for the best. Recall Black—turning midway could've been disaster. Bugs too.
"We both got partners for once—wanna battle?" Tutorial next anyway; hot fun after sounded good.