Joining the Guild — Roommate Elesa
A sky-blue ponytail. Cool, sharp eyes that looked cold at first glance. She was tall, though her tits hadn't quite kept pace with her height — but those milky-white thighs and that plump, generous ass made it abundantly clear this girl was in no way lacking for feminine appeal.
What covered that body was a leotard-style bodysuit. The only skin on display was her forearms, shoulders, and thighs, which at a glance made her look like a rather uncommitted Female Slave — but the way her camel toe and nipples stood out in sharp relief beneath the fabric told a different story. You couldn't measure a Female Slave's dedication by how much skin she showed alone.
By any standard she was a stunning beauty, and the fact that my heart stirred — even if I used to be a man — was only natural. But what moved me even more than her looks was the fact that she, Elesa, was the very same character who'd appeared in the original Guild Scramble.
Now this actually feels like I've possessed a game world!
The greatest thrill of getting dropped into a game world was meeting the characters you'd loved from that game. Seeing Elesa — the girl I'd had a thing for ever since I first played the original — in the flesh, and on top of that becoming her roommate and sharing a room with her!
"So you're my roommate."
Elesa had been watching me in silence, as if sizing me up, before tossing out that single remark.
"You've got some pretty vulgar tits. The kind that fawn all over men."
Then she turned her head slightly, as if avoiding my eyes.
Ahh, seriously... she was way too cute. That was exactly how Elesa had been in the original, too. Her heart was all girlish and fluttery, but she was so socially inept that she'd drop a compliment on someone she wanted to be friends with in the most dead-serious poker face imaginable, then get embarrassed and look away.
Vulgar tits that fawn all over men. For a short-ass pussy-girl like me whose chest was the only thing that had developed properly, that was the highest possible praise. I couldn't just sit there and take a compliment like that without giving one back.
"Ah, thank you. And you, Elesa — those plump, juicy thighs of yours are seriously hot. If you squeezed them together and someone shoved a cock between them, it'd basically be like having a second pussy, right? I'm so jealous."
"It's not really like that."
Elesa said that without turning her head back. But the way her pussy juice burst out, soaking her bodysuit and clinging between those thighs I'd just praised, made it obvious she was dying of happiness on the inside.
Ahh, missing cock, please come home! I need to bury it in Elesa's thighs!
"Oh my, oh my~ Trading compliments the moment you meet? How lovely. I wouldn't want to get in the way of you two getting comfortable. I'll take my leave."
Vasilisa said this as she stood up and held out her hands toward me.
"Oh, and one more thing, Astera? The clothes you're wearing and everything else you brought are all being confiscated. Once you've earned enough points through commissions, you can have them back."
"...Ah. Ahhh."
I stared up at her blankly, not immediately grasping what she meant, then nodded a beat too late.
"Right. Clothes this unsexy aren't something a Female Slave needs."
I dumped every last piece of clothing I'd brought in my suitcase. ...Wow. What the hell had this Astera bitch been thinking, packing all this stuff? It wasn't like there was zero skin showing, but almost none of it was clothing you could just accept and move on from. A Female Slave was supposed to wear highly functional clothes so that men could use our bodies whenever they pleased, with zero hassle. The Astera from before I possessed this body... I hadn't known her well, but maybe she'd actually been a total washout?
"Ugh, please just take them already. You can throw them out for all I care. I'm too embarrassed to wear any of this. I couldn't even modify them."
"Oh my, no need to go that far. You're still only Tissue rank so you wouldn't know this, but there are plenty of men who get off on clothes that have no functionality at all? Especially when they come with a history — like, she's been wearing this for years."
"...That... might be true."
Now that I'd possessed this body and become a pussy-girl, the right thing to do was think according to this world's common sense. But I'd been a man once. That experience was still useful for understanding what turned guys on. ...It was true that arousal didn't come from exposure alone. There was a kind of heat that came precisely from what you didn't show. I needed to stay flexible — not get tunnel-visioned on just one side of things.
"Alright, I've collected all the unnecessary clothing. If you ever need something, I can lend it to you, so don't hesitate to ask. I have other work to do, so I'll be going now."
Just as she seemed about to leave, Vasilisa apparently thought of something amusing. She grinned and offered Elesa this little piece of advice.
"From now on you'll have a roommate, so there'll be more things to be mindful of. You're not living alone anymore. Astera here says she only masturbates once a day, so maybe try not to be too loud at night, that sort of thing."
"!!! V-Vasilisa!"
What the hell was this woman saying?! If she said stuff like that, Elesa's impression of me was going to tank!
Just as I'd feared, Elesa looked at me with distinctly unfriendly eyes and offered the following advice.
"That's not a very good habit. Masturbation isn't just about making your pussy feel good. It's self-training, so you can be ready for the men who'll use our pussies in the future. I don't particularly want to meddle in other people's business, but... once a day is ridiculously low, isn't it?"
"Uh, um, th-that's, well..."
I tried to shoot Vasilisa a look begging her to back me up, but she'd already bolted out of the room. What a piece of work...
"Th-that was just until now~! Now that I'm a proper Female Slave, I'll be masturbating like crazy every single day and doing my pussy homework!"
"...I see. That's a relief, then. I casually get off about ten times a day myself. Let's hone each other as roommates and train our pussies together. Solo masturbation is fine, of course, but doing it while showing each other is a huge help too."
Elesa said this and quietly sat down on the bed.
"......"
"......"
And then silence settled over the room.
Waiting for Elesa to start a conversation here was what amateurs did. She was the type who wanted to be friends but had zero ability to start a conversation herself. I had to be the one to speak up, no question. Otherwise we'd spend the next several days in total silence.
"Um, so what's your rank, Elesa? I just joined, so I'm Tissue."
"I'm Cock Nest rank. But I don't think rank matters much. What matters more is the heart you put into serving cock."
"That's a wonderful attitude! But doesn't it feel good to be recognized as a useful pussy by the gentlemen?"
"...Well, you're not wrong."
Good. The atmosphere had loosened up a bit. I decided to press my luck and ask something I'd been curious about.
"So what kind of commission did you complete today? Being Cock Nest rank, it must have been something really impressive, right?"
"...Not really. It was just a regular dungeon exploration."
"A dungeon!"
Now this was what a fantasy world needed! Guild Scramble had dungeons and monsters, and the creatures that spawned from those dungeons were a constant threat to civilians. Cleaning out those dungeons and suppressing the monsters was one of the commissions guild members received all the time.
"What kind? What kind of dungeon was it? I want to hear everything!"
"...? I don't know why you're so interested, but it was just an ordinary kobold dungeon. Those kobolds have always been a nuisance, but lately they'd gotten a bit out of hand. My job was to go into their nest and settle them down."
"Ooooh! That's so cool! How'd you do it? Like, with a sword, like this, like this! A one-woman army?"
I asked this picturing some valiant warrior-maiden from a fantasy movie, but Elesa looked at me like I was a very strange person.
"A one-woman... army? Sorry, but I don't really know what that means. I'm a Female Slave. There's no way I'd use force to complete a commission, is there?"
"Huh? Then how did you do it?"
"With my pussy, of course. What other method would there be?"
...Ah. Right. No, seriously, what kind of stupid thought had I been having? I had a perfectly good pussy between my legs. Why would I need to swing around some barbaric weapon like a sword? I wasn't a savage.
"When you go down into the dungeon where the kobolds live, there are sentries standing guard with clubs. The important thing is not to provoke them. So first, to show them you're a pussy-girl not even worth being wary of, you spread your legs wide, piss yourself a little, and do a pussy dance."
"And that makes the kobolds drop their guard?"
"A little. Even monsters that dumb are still male. They seem to instinctively sense that the female in front of them is just a hole to dump their cum into."
Huhhh. Kobolds, huh? Those dog-headed monsters that rank even lower than werewolves. The generic trash mobs of any fantasy world, right up there with goblins. Even those kobolds could tell whether the female in front of them was a slut worth getting hard over. Male instinct, I guess.
"Once I've proven I'm a harmless, fuckable female, the sentry kobolds will sometimes finger my pussy to check. If I don't pull away — if I actually grind into their fingers and show them I'm a brainless, horny idiot-pussy — they drop their guard completely. At that point they stop seeing me as an enemy and start seeing me as a breeding sack."
"A-and then?"
"Once their guard is down, they drag me deeper into the dungeon. After that it's pretty obvious, right? They take turns gangbanging my pussy."
An image of Elesa getting passed around by kobolds flashed through my mind. Haaaah. That was insanely hot.
"Once they've used my holes enough to work off their breeding urge, the kobolds calm down considerably. You know how monsters get especially violent and high-strung during mating season, right? By letting them dump all that into my body, I keep the damage from spreading any further."
"I see! That's amazing! ...Um, but what happens if you can't finish handling all the monsters' lust and you collapse?"
"You get detained in the dungeon and become a breeding sow. A seedbed for spawning more monsters."
"Whoa... that's a real problem. Instead of stopping the monster damage, you'd actually be making it worse."
"Exactly. That's why we Female Slaves always train ourselves, and why it's better not to do anything reckless."
I didn't particularly care if a Female Slave's life went to shit, but monsters multiplying because of it was a genuine public nuisance. Yeah... this world was definitely not an easy one.
"I've still got kobold cum inside me right now. I'm going to use magic to erase the possibility of pregnancy. That way I also help suppress their breeding. Even if they are monsters, wasting a gentleman's semen is a painful thing... but it can't be helped."
Elesa stroked her belly with a faintly lonely expression. Having to wastefully erase the semen of males who'd genuinely wanted to breed seemed to be weighing on her conscience. Someday I'd have to face that same guilt myself. The thought sat heavy in my chest...
"Oh, but you've still got semen inside you right now? It doesn't look like it at all."
Semen usually started out viscous, then thinned out like water as time passed. Was kobold stuff different?
"Yeah, it's still in there. Want to see?"
"Huh?"
Elesa stood up, walked over to me, and tugged her leotard aside. Her plump, puffy pussy was right in front of my face... Today had been the first time I'd ever seen a cock that close up, and now it was the same with a pussy. A strangely musky, filthy smell hit my face, and my mouth watered instantly. But how do I put this...
Compared to a cock, this is nothing.
Just having a cock in front of me had been enough to make my pussy go crazy and drool all over itself. Well, this body was a pussy-girl's now, so what could you do. Of course, that was because a cock's presence was just that overwhelming — not because pussies weren't hot.
"You can spread it open if you want."
"Ah, okay. Excuse me for a second, then."
Following her invitation, I spread her pussy open with both hands and peered inside. Deep in that cave, a yellowish, sticky fluid sloshed and glistened.
"W-woooow... i-is this kobold semen?"
"Yeah. I used a form-fixation spell. This way I don't get pregnant, and it doesn't liquefy either."
"H-hehhhhh..."
It was nothing like my own semen. The viscosity, the color, the smell — all different. Honestly, just having it sitting in a pussy looked like it could give you a disease. Maybe because it was from a monster. And yet... and yet...
"Snnnniff~ haaaaaah. Snnnnniff~ haaaaaaah~!!!"
It looked so delicious. It smelled so fragrant! My female instincts wanted it!
"Uh, hey, getting that close is a little... hyt!?"
"Sluuuurp! Slurp! Shlk, nnnngh!"
Kobold cum is so goooood! It was honestly disgusting! A taste so foul it could make you throw up! And yet the second it touched my tongue, my pussy was whimpering, begging me to drink more! I stretched my tongue out, swirling it through the cave of her pussy, waiting for more cum to drip down. More, more, more!
"W-wait a second! You can't do this. Nngh!"
"Sluuurp! Shlk! Schluuuuurp! Bleh, chupapapapap!!"
"...Th-th-th-this is mine, you fucking bitch!"
THWACK! An impact hit me, and the cum that had been flowing into my mouth vanished. Ahh, what a waste. I flicked my tongue at empty air, mourning the lost cum, and only after a moment did I realize I'd been kicked across the room by Elesa.
"Uh, so this is..."
God, what a disgraceful display. I'd just given the roommate I might be living with for who knows how long an absolutely terrible first impression. A roommate who goes feral trying to suck the cum out of someone else's pussy. Could it get any worse? Looking at myself objectively, there really wasn't a bigger idiot-slut than me.
I crumpled in on myself and bowed my head, at least trying to apologize. A small laugh drifted down from above.
"Hehe. I was a little startled, but I'm relieved."
"H-huh? Relieved about what?"
"Honestly, when I heard you only masturbate once a day, I thought you might not even have the basics of being a pussy-girl down, and that we might have a hard time getting along. But seeing you act like such a filthy rag just now changed my mind. I think we might actually click."
She held out her hand to me as she said this.
"Sorry for kicking you. Let's get along as roommates."
I took her hand with a bright smile.
"Yes! Let's get along!"