Back at Destiny's place, Corey had arrived with his aunt and this time he brought Mikayla. She was one of the brightest minds, and he hoped she would shine some light on the situation. He left Mikayla and Laverna at Destiny's home, and tracked his ancestor down to his ridiculously named brothel. It would have been better if he opened a shop for comedians, that would have made a better explanation for the name. Corey was greeted by a very beautiful woman once he stepped into the waiting area. "Welcome, do you have a girl booked? Or would you like to see our collection and then select?"He was about to say no, when someone walked up behind him. Corey turned his head to Clio, she was dressed in all purple but it revealed way too much. And it showed that she had no undergarments on. The dress had slits on both sides, and those slits ran up to her hips that if there was a single underwear there, Corey knew he'd have seen it. Her nipples pushed against the flimsy material, and she droppe
Shaking his head, Corey wasn't surprised when he woke up in a head lock from Borba and Verosika cutting off the circulation from his waist down with her tail. Hell, he was more than interested to see what both women could do to him. With a little inhale of his breath, Corey moved his hips and nearly laughed when Verosika took that as a challenge to squeeze tighter. He figured she was awake when her tail made the decision to sneak into Corey's pants and circle his cock. But Borba was still sleeping. Which would make any sexual situation unpleasant with her. Well, not exactly unpleasant. Corey thought. He was sure she could enjoy whatever she planned on doing without having to involve his hands or anything of the sorts.Because his upper body was omitted from the situation. Corey whispered to her, "We can't. Borba is still sleeping."Verosika groaned into his stomach and bit him. She pulled her body back, and shifted her form into a red orc, with long spiky red hair. Corey gulped..
The blurry image had Corey in a stomp for only just a minute while he wondered about the man behind it. Trying to unblur the image didn't work, and. Corey made a mental note that the second he frees himself from his limitations he was going to committ murder. Why? Because he was tired, so fucking tired of being restricted. The reasons were dumb. Everyone said he had a limitless power, and yes, Corey knew he was being ungrateful for not being satisfied with the amount of things that NewAge could get him too. Instead he wanted to know that he could not be stopped by anything. But he folded the image and shoved it into his inventory. He finished his breakfast, got up and patted his aunt on the head. Which nearly made her bite him, but Corey was too fast for her to do anything. He got out of the kitchen, snickering like a mischievous dog, and raced to his work space to check for any spot on the map that might resemble the lost souls arena. And there was a full carbon copy, not even a sli
Corey sat his father down in Greta's den where the dragon was peacefully taking a nice nap. She had woken up briefly to sniff Corey's hand, and give his full body a lick with her long rough tongue. Corey had dried himself off the saliva and proceeded to walk circles around his father. He was watching the man as he tensed in the chair. Between the mighty dragon and a powerful kid that he knew was about to do something horrible to him. So he hissed, "Do you worst. I'll never talk."Corey laughed at the irony hidden in those words. "But I haven't even said anything, you're the one talking." His father tensed even more, and Corey was having too much fun making a fool out of the man. But how he could he not have fun? Corey knelt by his father's feet, and his eyes started to glow in a way that was nearly blinding. His father blinked severally and tried to process what he was seeing. Then his eyes rolled, in the most painful way possible. He wasn't given the opportunity to scream. Corey w
After reading the clue Corey went about his day, keeping it in mind that he would think about what to do with the aforementioned clue once he was done ne thinking about the lock keeper. Because the man kept him intrigued and on his toes. He wanted to know more. But Corey knew he would never find anything about the lock keeper without some help. Which was disappointing. It was still strange referring to an unknown force as the lock keeper, instead of the man he'd once known to be that. Erogo was just Erogo. Self centered and easily blinded by words. Corey went to bed almost too easily. Sometimes his mind and body surprised him. After what he'd seen, the question of how he could still sleep well was insane. Corey turned around in the bed, thinking about what his day would entail. But that changed when Misha broke into his room the moment he was done getting dressed for the day. She looked distressed. "Corey, I got another message. I think I need to go to that warehouse. Convince
They'd found a place for Corey to fix Misha's button. And while he worked on it, getting another chance to look at her insides- no sexual innuendos there- he watched the city and spotted many types of bots. Corey was intrigued, and he was never one to really hide his fascination from himself. If he wanted to study something he would admit that much to himself. So as he settled carefully on the blanket, and Misha was stuck in a limbo like state unable to fully shake out of it and wake up until Corey was done, he asked NewAge to explain each of the bots and their purposes. He was already acquainted with the killer bots. NewAge: THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF SENTIENT BOTS THAT ARE CREATED ALMOST EVERYDAY. BUT ONLY TEN STAND OUT TO THE WORLD. WE'LL GO FROM AN UNEVEN LIST. 1: THE MEDIC BOTS; THESE BOTS COME WITH NO RANK OR LEVEL AND THEY ARE USUALLY THE EASIEST TO KILL AS THEY HOLD NO FIGHTING SKILLS. THE CREATORS DELETED THAT FROM THEIR SYSTEMS THE SAME WAY THEY DELETED EMOTIONS FROM THE KILL
The missile was fast and Corey found that he could still laugh with his broken sense of humor in such a situation. Misha turned to him, incredilous expression on her face. Then she loosened up and laughed. As if on cue, Corey got a message from Borba. He teleported her to their position. She whipped around to see the missile before she could even greet Corey and tell him her brother was inviting him to enjoy an orc festival. She heard the coy laughter coming from Corey and Misha. Borba flung her mace at the missile. The wind blew against her skin as the weapon struck the tip of the sharp war missile. Making it explode. Her weapon flew back, and she caught it. Laughing curiously at the pretty site. She turned around and Corey looked in awe. From the background, it looked like a scene from an action movie. With the explosion in the sky, pieces of metal flying about. And Borba walking towards him. The wind in her hair, a smirk on her face. Corey wanted to snap a picture but all he did
The next day, Corey was apologizing to Toby. "How was i supposed to know he won trick you into marrying him? It was supposed to be a harmless joke." Toby glared at Corey. He'd gone from trying to think of a way to get himself a girlfriend to married to an orc dude that threatened to kill him if he ever left him. And he could tell Corey was secretly laughing at his predicament. No matter how many times he tried to act sympathic and sorry. It was clear to Toby that his friend was having a good laugh out of this. "If you're truly sorry, you'd use your powers to get me out of this.""Yeah, but the king would be so sad." Toby tossed his pillow at Corey. The teen didn't bother blocking it. He fell on his back then began cackling. "I'm sorry if I don't want to be married to an-"The door to his room opened, and Borba walked in. Her eyebrow raised. "You're not thinking of ditching my brother. You're his mate. Acceptance is your only choice. I chose Corey, and he didn't complain. We orcs ar