Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem-Chapter 13 : Half-Orc Visit’s Brothel!
Crack!
Raven's body suddenly shuddered, waking him from his light slumber as the changes were complete. They were not as significant as the first part of his cultivation technique, but some parts made him feel a little lacking and incomplete.
His muscles now felt more durable and stronger, while Raven's thoughts and mind became clearer and more agile when thinking, somehow feeling he would be at least three times more effective in his old job in sales.
'Wow... I feel so good....' Raven stood from the now completely ruined throne, covered in a filthy black slime, the remains of his almond skin, which began to peel halfway through and his hair.
"Am I bald now!?"
Quickly he began to stroke his head in panic, only to find his hair was now shorter, silkier and felt like a bunny rabbit's soft fur.
He picked up his mother's axe, looking at the reflection, feeling rather surprised as his looks seemed to have improved at least 20 points; if he was a 62 before entering the dungeon, he was now an easy 85 out of a hundred.
"It's now only down to my neck, huh... a little wild, but handsome!" Raven began to speak to himself, looking at his new, more manly, wild look in the axe's reflection, shaking his head to the side as it flowed like feathers.
'Let's head out, although I am sure that creepy woman will show up one day. The feeling she gave me wasn't danger or anger, but a lonely and longing feeling...'
Raven stood up from his seat, walking towards the blue portal, but with each step, he could feel his heart and blood pumping faster, the speed and power accelerating like he was in the middle of combat, with adrenaline starting to build up.
At first, he thought this was a heart attack or something and began to worry as he entered the portal, preparing for that disgusting feeling.
Woosh!
However...
He was fine; this time, when he passed through the portal, there was no discomfort or nausea; Raven found himself in the dark streets of Arcadia City, the biggest shithole in the Franklin Federation.
"Hmmmn... What's the time? Let's see my current state..."
Ba-dump!
Still, he felt that strange urge and powerful feeling in his body, but Raven couldn't tell what caused it; thankfully, Emily's card would show a person's basic state after they visited a dungeon to avoid deaths from curses, poison and the like.
"Something about the bureau's adventurer card needed to absorb the dungeon's mana to activate fully or something... it said."
Raven walked and looked around.
To his left was the dilapidated bus stop, with litter and a broken bin rolling on the ground, his right was a road that would lead to the business district, and he had no plan going there, especially with his chest so strange.
The path ahead would lead to Arcadia's night area, filled with bars, clubs, casinos and the red-light district, but the closest hospital would be in that direction if he needed to be detoxified or remove the curse.
'The nearest hospital would be... Langfield? About 20 minutes on the bus or a 30-minute jog straight forward?'
Rummaging through his item ring, he finally found the elusive card that seemed slightly different from before, now a black and purple colour with white text.
o-- Alistair "Raven" Granbell
o-- Chimaera (Manticore / High Orc)
o-- Class N/A
o-- Cultivation: The Twelve Gates of Blissful Domination (Alistair Granbell Only)
o-- Cultivation Stage: [Gateway of Awakening] Stage 1
o-- Experience: 0/10
o-- Credits: 200
Attributes (Average = 1)
Strength: 3.5
Agility: 1.5
Stamina: 5.5
Vitality: 5.5
Intellect: 2.4
Wisdom: 2.2
o-- Skills:
Manticore's Heart (Passive) [Level 1] - Increases Vitality and Stamina regeneration at all times, creating the perfect mate for a female Manticore.
Shadow Strike [Level 1] - Dash towards an enemy and brutalise them with a dark strike causing heavy shadow damage, ignoring defence.
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"It's just like the woman said..."
The skills related to the manticore race and his changes were hidden completely, but he could see them, like those weird hologram things on kids' cereal boxes; if he tilted the card in a strange language, the rest of his status was visible.
"Well, at least my intellect and wisdom increased; that helps a lot, haha!"
'Sure hope it's only visible to me... otherwise, that would be awkward to show Emily.'
He flipped the card to the back, showing his picture, basic information and current status.
The moment he thought about that beautiful dryad who made his card, the blood and feeling in his body grew more restless, and slowly his mind began to realise what this might be, the tight feeling in his chest.
[Raven]
[Class: N/A]
[Status: Dangerously Aroused, Libido Boosted]
"Shit..."
Raven had noticed the information about his changes but thought it would be something he could solve with his hand and special action movies for adult men.
Ba-dump!
His heart throbbed again as a strange pain formed in his body while his nose began to pick up the scent of females in the distance, this technique was inborn for an orc, but they could filter it out and focus on their daily lives. 𝗯𝗲𝐝𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝗹．𝐨𝗿𝗴
Yet now, it was unfiltered as the mass scent of females in the night district flowed towards him like a euphoric aroma.
'Fuck...'
He needed a solution, as his bloodshot eyes looked upwards to see that sign from earlier about the woman who only charged 30 credits for a [unforgettable] night.
"I have credits, so this is the only choice without a lover."
With a deep breath, he tried to control his heart and hold back his lust; the tight feeling in his pants couldn't be fixed as he tried to tuck it between his legs, only making his orcish erection more prominent and visible.
He walked down the road for more than 10 minutes before reaching the night district, a place of free reign for chaos, normally flooded with crime, drugs and girls.
So for Raven right now, it was paradise, even as he was. He had a little taste and class, wanting to pick one of the more up-class and expensive places with clean girls to avoid any illnesses or issues.
There were several C-Class Brothels, while only a handful of B-Class and above existed.
The one he wished to try was famous for its monster girls and exotic races; because of an accident in his youth during high school, he was scared to sleep with a human woman, the trauma from those days still in the back of his mind.
His eyes focused on one building with an elegant and sleek-styled building in the heart of the red-light district; it was neither a small building nor huge, but snuggly fit in its corner with a surrounding walled-off garden and bar for waiting for customers.
The building was quite tall and made of Eastern-style architecture, which caused many to feel a sense of wonder when choosing this brothel.
Raven's heart began to swell with excitement at the thought of sleeping with a monster or exotic race for the first time, having only tasted humans, elves and other orcs since reaching puberty.
Above the entrance was a charming and cute sign with a fox with nine tails sleeping on a silver moon; most wouldn't expect this to be a brothel but rather a normal inn because it lacked the feeling of one before you entered.
Raven noted the discreet entrance, with a small sign indicating the establishment's name.
Its name was [The Ardent Fox]
He looked around, a little shy about entering one of these places for the first time; normally, his co-workers would all visit the night district together, but as he wasn't single and an orc, they tended not to invite him.
One once joked, "If we bring your orc-sized cock, won't the girls ignore our sausages?"
A new nostalgic memory for Raven.
"Excuse me, are you alright, dear customer? Would you like me to help you inside?"
Suddenly a soft but charming voice sounded. The girl couldn't be more than 18 or 19; Raven turned around to see a cute female fox; her face was like an apple, with cute cheeks and dark red eyes, with ashen blonde hair tied in a ponytail.
Her head only came to his robust chest as he saw her looking towards his lower body several times with a light chuckle.
'She's so cute, but a little too small...'
He wanted to sleep with her; that was his instinct and feeling when he saw her face as if his cultivation would make great progress if he slept with her.
'No! I won't sleep with women to further my power... first let's make sure it benefits the other woman first... then... after I know this girl, I'll buy her for an entire night! No, a weekend!'
The girl didn't say anything more, her delicate hands grasping Raven's fingers as they were so much larger than hers, and she began to pull him inside; her single tail was golden and fluffy.
Raven merely watched her swaying rear and tail moving like an enchanting dance.
Upon entering the building, Raven was greeted by a spacious and modern lobby, nothing like the dated wooden and eastern exterior; it caused him great shock!
The decor was luxurious, with plush seating and artwork on the walls, with dim lighting giving the space a sophisticated and intimate feel.
"Here, there was no need to be so nervous, handsome Mr orc!" Exclaimed the fox as she wrapped around his body; entering behind the desk and like a cute receptionist, she grasped the magi pad, which contained pictures and videos of beautiful women of different races.
She slid it across the wooden counter towards him like a cute receptionist; seeing her action, Raven approached the reception desk as the fox greeted him with a smile.
He looked to his right; a thin but silky curtain seemed to block the main area of the brothel from the lobby; as he took the book into his hands, he listened to the fox girl little humming, which seemed a little dated, something his mother would sing or hum.
Still, he ignored it and thought it would be some of the older women's taste.
The book also showed the types of rooms and choices you could make for an extra cost, with the plush rooms decorated in different styles, luxurious furnishings, soft lighting, and high-end finishes. Raven appreciated the privacy and discretion the rooms offered.
He felt at ease in the comfortable and accommodating environment.
A moment later, he began to narrow the choices between a cute rabbit girl with a large rear and white hair, a tall minotaur with massive everything and cute brown hair down to her ass and finally, a troll with pale blue skin, pretty tusks and the gentle pink hair in a high ponytail.
Although the Lamia looked tasty, she was a bit out of his current budget and only did long appointments of 2-3 days.
Suddenly a pair of female foxes appeared with dark brown hair.
They offered to take his jacket and brought a small glass of Eastern wine while gently massaging his free hand while he finally made his choice.
Pressing the button, he selected Miriam(35), the Minotaur. She was a soft and kind woman, but it was listed she was durable, but was said to be unfeeling and struggled to feel pleasure; thus, her price was lowered to 100 credits for one night.
Still more expensive than the Troll and Rabbit, but he wanted to test the power of the sensitivity and pleasure increase with her first.
He enjoyed the feeling of the luxurious and sophisticated surroundings that left him feeling pampered and cared for and knowing the establishment's focus on creating a comfortable and welcoming environment for its clients wasn't just for show.
Raven grasped the small cup of wine, drinking it slowly, as with the etiquette, even if he felt he needed more.
He put his wrist over the digital device on the reception desk that pinged, showing the total value of his choice, while he upgraded it to overtime for a total of 130 credits.
Ping-Pong!
The transaction went through, the female fox still watching with a slight smile.
"Miriam should be here soon; take a seat, and how about your chat with me for a little while? Mister Raven."
"Sure, no problem; thanks for guiding and serving me." He responded with a polite smile filled with the warmth of the wine.
"My name is Miyu~ if you come here, always ask me to serve you, and maybe you'll get a discount someday! Fufu~!"
"Well, I will do so; it would be nice to choose you as my partner in the future when you grow, though, haha!" Raven joked, a little jolly from the wine.
He felt a little embarrassed to hit on such a young woman and looked away at some of the art, missing the sharp glance from Miyu as she once again looked at his expanded lower body, licking her lips in silence.
