Sanctum of Defilement

Now that was a proper villain name! His grin must have put the small woman on edge, because she began backing up slowly. Jane paid her little heed, instead using the game's interface to pull up his character sheet.

Skari Suneater

Level 1 Evil Overlord

Below that were a set of stats that were pretty good, especially for a character just starting out. Her highest stat was Intelligence, which wasn't a measure of pure intellect like it may suggest, but a way for the game to determine how many options you could be presented with by the game itself. Appropriate, given her status as a nascent mastermind. Underneath the numbers was a set of blinking buttons.

*Please Choose A Class Discipline*

Oblivion

Destruction

Corruption

Resurrection

He remembered his first level as a Cleric making him choose something similar, but these sounded much more exciting! He tapped his chin. What path should he explore first? All of them sounded like they could be fun. Resurrection sounded like a skill tree for a necromancer, while Destruction sounded like some cool fireball tossing action. For some reason, Corruption drew him in. He clicked on it, and immediately filled with a sickly sweet sensation.

*Power Unlocked: Corrupting Aura!*

Your immediate surroundings are suffused with your tainted gift, warping the morality and urges of those around you. This effect can be temporarily exacerbated as a voluntary action.

*Power Unlocked: Corrupting Essence!*

Your essence is filled with a concentrated form of your sinister magic, transforming those exposed to it into your willing servants.

*Power Unlocked: Corrupted Libido!*

Your ardour is legendary! Mana bar is replaced with lust metre, fed by a steady trickle and gorged with erotic activity. The more points you have, the more magical power you may wield. But let the bar max out, and you lose all control.

He blinked, rereading the third entry on the list of powers. That was odd. Planet of Perils didn't shy away from mature themes and violence, and plenty of people used the game's towns as virtual swingers parties or brothels. This was the first explicit reference to erotic content he'd seen.

As he read, the health and mana pools appeared where they did on his HUD when he was a Cleric. The simulated fluid in the health bar was the traditional sanguine red, identical to his previous character. Instead of blue for the mana, however, the fluid inside was a vibrant pink. There was a base amount, maybe 1/5th, of the metre filled already. A droplet fell from off screen into the bar, then another. Like a slowly filling container, his, or rather Skari's, lust metre would build at a trickle pace.

That said, he was kinda feeling it. A flush of his cheeks, a slight tingling betwixt his thighs. Maybe it was the naked woman's body beneath him...or maybe it was the sense of power given by this new form. Jane was strong now, both magically and physically, even after a century of torpor. She examined her new flesh again. So strong...yet so pliable. The mixup in pronouns made Jane's thoughts stumble. Who was she, in this conversation? Well, Jane was in a woman's body right now, right? It was just good roleplaying to consider herself Skari. She could always go back to being Jane anytime she wanted, just like Asclepius.

'She.' The word made Skari shiver for reasons she was too busy to analyse right now.

Instead, she turned her attention to the halfling, who still cowered in her shadow.

"Tell me," Skari asked, her voice returning to a deep yet feminine rumble, "What do you know of Skari Suneater? How has my legend survived in the long years since my absence?" She reasoned the NPC might spill some beans given the chance to exposit some lore. At the very least, it would tell her where she stood in the world as of this moment.

"Only what I've studied these last few years...most of the tales are fit only for children, but the historical accounts describe you as some kind of...debauched tyrant. You and your fellow overlords were cast down by the Legion of Light just over a century ago," she said, then hastily added, "I wish I could tell you differently! I just read and interpret the information given."

Skari gave a slow nod. It still left her with plenty of mysteries, but for now, at least she knew what had happened to leave her in this state of ruin. And if the sarcophagus was truly a kind of time capsule/escape pod, maybe it had magics to keep her suspended for such a long time. Not that it mattered in specific, but knowing details may help her down the road. Priorities needed to be determined, though, if she was going to give this Evil Overlord status a go.

"You've been studying the ruins of my Tower, have you not?" she asked, awaiting the affirmative answer she knew already, "I insist you show me what you've discovered. Now."

Calliope snapped into action, sprinting out of sight. Skari wouldn't have been surprised if the halfling woman would have taken this opportunity to flee. But something had brought her back, arms full of rolled documents. She looked around for a place to lay them down. Skari took the initiative, walking over to a table covered in tools and artifacts and cleared it with a single swipe of her powerful arm.

The historian laid down her burden and began unrolling. "The tower complex is in a state of advanced decay after Sk...after your fall. It was as if the very forces holding it together fell apart in your absence, and the material buckled under its own weight."

As she spoke, a new screen appeared in the air above the table.

*Lair Status*

Ruin, Level 0

Requirements for upgrade to Level 1:

50 Materials

5 Labourers

1 Planner

Skari smiled. A whole new mechanic already? And base building at that! She loved games where you got to build up cities or fortresses. Maybe the AI had been right after all.

Looking away for a moment, the ruins around her took on faint white outlines, grouped into discrete units. Piles of fallen rocks had the word Materials followed by a number, indicating how much stone could be salvaged into building material. There was more than enough here to get started, but finding labourers would be a challenge. The halflings had all fled, and she'd no idea what Skari, the old Skari, had used for brute muscle.

But a planner...she might have an idea where to find one of those. Before her on the table, the halfling was in the midst of a long, nearly breathless spiel about her exploration of the tower. The documents detailing the ruin were drawn with a fine, steady hand and were intricate in their detail, down to the individual crenelations and arrow slits.

"Did you draw these?"

Honeydew nodded shakily. "I did...if they're not to your liking, then I can-"

Skari raised a hand to cut her off. "They are excellent work. I've need of someone who knows their way around a building project. What say you?"

"I'm not r-really an architect. I mean, I have some ideas of what's involved, but..." she trailed off, looking down at her feet. The halfling was trying to find a way to beg off, likely to avoid whatever fate she believed awaited

*Tutorial Hint*

This is a good time to try out your Corrupting Aura special ability! Spending lust, you may temporarily increase the area and strength of your tainted power to affect the mind and will of susceptible individuals.

To complete the invasive prompt, an icon of a cartoon heart in a haze of pink fog appeared on her HUD. Her first ability! Well, if the AI insisted...

She mentally clicked the button, feeling a tingling sensation spread throughout her skin. She sighed, and her vision filled with a similarly coloured pink mist filled the room around her. It smelled pleasant, but in a cloying way. Like an overly sentimental gift from an apologetic lover. Skari breathed it in, then exhaled, sending a gust of the tainted air toward Calliope. Either unaware of the power or too scared to do anything about it, the halfling breathed in sharply, her fear response keeping her heartbeat raised.

"Oh...what is that...oh~" Her confusion dissolved into sudden awareness. Her pupils dilated, and Skari watched with a grin as whatever magic lay in that corrupted air went to work on the poor archaeologist. Sweat poured from her as a magical heat overwhelmed her previous fears, letting them drop down her list of priorities until they were a distant memory.

"How do you feel now?" Skari asked.

Calliope pulled at her clothes, loosening the buttons with shaky fingers. "Gosh, it's so hot. I hadn't noticed...it's just so hot!"

"Then let yourself get comfortable. Remove all those tight, restricting clothes. You won't need them," Skari suggested as if it was the most reasonable thing in the world. Calliope obliged, and only a moment's hesitation stopped her before taking off her undershirt and shorts and leaving her in her underclothes. The blossoming corruption got to Skari as well. Not the magical effect itself, but its consequences...having this control over an attractive, pliant woman...she felt a familiar tension, and her naked form hid nothing of her growing erection. Truly, it was a miracle what virtual reality could accomplish.

Skari stepped closer, seeing if there was a proximity effect to the corrupting aura. Sure enough, the halfling looked twice as flustered. Though that might be a measure of how tall and impressive Skari was compared to the halfling. She towered over her, and with a slow but insistent hand, she brushed the top of Calliope's head.

"You look beautiful, little Honeydew. I would very much like to have your expertise in my service. You'd have a position of honour, and be given first hand experience in a whole new career. Think it over, would you kindly?"

She could tell the short woman was doing just that. Or doing her best to think, the aura likely clouding much of her thoughts. Her eyes were not lost in the middle distance, however. They were firmly fixed on Skari's bulging cock, which due to a fortuitous coincidence was directly at eye level to her 4 feet of height. She looked for all the world like she was yearning to put her mouth on it.

"I...umm...I really should be...getting back to..." Calliope muttered, her words faint and hard to hear.

"Getting back to worshipping your new Overlord? I think so," Skari said with a husky laugh. She thrust her hips out, aiming her cock downward to prod at the halfling's mouth. After a pathetic whimper, Honeydew parted her lips and suckled. Gentle tongue prodding at first. Then, her building lust got the better of her, and the movements became more energetic. More passionate. In no time, the person who had minutes before been a devoted academic was polishing a tyrant's cock with her mouth.

Skari let her head loll back and let out a satisfied groan. The halfling had a skilled mouth. Clearly Calliope was a practiced lover. Off-handedly, she wondered if the little woman would even need to be corrupted to be slurping down cock. She felt a little too good, in fact, and struggled to hold back a premature load from coating the halfling's pretty face.

"Ngh...that's enough of that," she said, pulling the lid of the sarcophagus back over and using it as a bench. Firm seat fixed for herself, she lifted up Calliope with ease, setting her down in her lap. Her panties were soaked through already. Skari ran a finger along the contours of her pussy lips. "You poor thing! Do you want me inside you properly? Do you want to be my official court cumdump? All you have to do is say you'll be my Planner, and every inch of this cock can be yours."

The halfling nodded slowly, dreamy pleasure the only thing on her mostly vacant face. She tugged down her sopping wet panties and sat on Skari's thighs, her dripping slit pressed up against the throbbing womanhood before her.

"Ah...Mistress Skari. After c-careful consideration," she grinded herself against the shaft that had moments before been in her mouth, "I have decided to take you up on your offer of employment."

Another shudder, this time of satisfaction. God it felt good to bend people to your will. The sex would feel better...but only marginally so. Power was a narcotic all its own.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Be a good girl and milk me dry," Skari said, a hint of mock impatience in her voice.

Calliope obeyed. Her dripping cleft found its way onto Skari's swollen prick. In but a moment's exertion, she settled herself down onto it, her breath leaving her body at the sudden sensation. The overlord decided to make the situation worse by pulling up her brassiere and rubbing a thumb along her stiffened nipples.

"O-oh! Oh Goddess!" she cried out.

"Yes, good. But Overlord will suffice."

Honeydew bounced on Skari's dick, her compact curves jiggling with every movement. Her needy body was warm and wet and all too eager to be ravished. Any shame or restraint was long abandoned, and she eagerly fucked herself on what had been her workspace with wild abandon. An atavistic urge built up in Skari. The need to fill someone with her powerful, potent seed.

*Tutorial Hint*

This is a good time to try out your Corrupting Essence special ability! This is a passive ability that fills your sexual fluids with tainted magical energies that can cause spontaneous magical corruption in those it touches. The longer the period of sexual excitement, the greater the potential for dramatic changes!

In her lust-addled state, Skari thought that sounded like the best thing in the world. It took a Herculean effort, but she held back the dam that threatened to break. She wanted this to be spectacular. But if she was going to hold off, she'd need to take complete control.

Skari gripped Calliope with gentle, firm pressure and lifted her off her glistening shaft, only to pull her back down even deeper than before. The halfling squealed, submitting to the overlord using her like a sextoy focused entirely on her own pleasure. She came and came and came again, involuntarily squeezing down with every forceful climax on the cock inside her, coaxing Skari towards an explosive climax.

Skari felt her seed build pressure within her, aching for release. Instinctually, she held back to prolong the pleasure. Every moment she held back, her corrupting magics altering her cum. But even an Overlord had her limits. She had held back enough. It was time.

"My obedient little fuckhole...take it. Take it all!"

The world exploded. Her whole body hummed with energy, feeling like a singular live wire holding the current of an entire city. As soon as that powered crested, it flowed out of her through her cock in long, thick jets of seed. She came more than she ever had, filling up the halfling to the brim quickly.

The change began at once. Pulses of magical energy shot out in time with the spurts of corrupting cream. Emanating from her pussy, the halfling's skin turned from a tanned brown to a luminous green. Her ears lengthened out into broad points, and her open-mouthed cry of pleasure revealed rows of sharp teeth. Even her already immaculate curves expanded out, growing to an exaggerated caricature of the feminine form.

"Ooooh gosh, it feels so good!" Honeydew cried. Her little legs twitched in sympathetic orgasm as her whole body accepted its new, corrupted form. But far from a twisted creature portrayed in other worlds, this new goblin was an object of desire. All the proportions of a curvy woman compressed into a compact form, she was gorgeous. Skari wouldn't change a thing...anymore than she already had. She gently lifted the short woman off her cock, letting a torrent of tainted jizz spill out onto the ground. Placed back onto her feet, she wobbled a little, catching her balance on the sarcophagus's edge.

*Class Change*

Calliope Honeydew has changed from Halfling Archaeologist Level 2 to Goblin Planner Level 1. She has unlocked the following traits.

*Goblin Lust*

Goblins are always in some state of arousal or another, ranging from slow burn to lusty explosion. They take a penalty to resisting their urges but gain increased capacity for lust magic energies

*Goblin Ingenuity*

Goblins are well-known for their problem solving skills. There is very little they cannot figure out how to do, but often it takes the form of ways nobody in their right mind would consider!

Skari smiled at the first one, and nodded appreciatively as she read the second. "Take a moment to collect yourself, my new Goblin pet. Then, we have some planning to do." She brought up the sheet describing her new lair. It had no form yet, but already the stats had changed. But it would need a name now, something that alluded to its purpose in the world. An idea struck her, almost as if it had been waiting there the whole time.

*Lair Status*

Sanctum of Defilement, Level 0

Requirements for upgrade to Level 1:

83/50 Materials

0/5 Labourers

1/1 Planner

With the stone from the ruins around her and Calliope's expertise, they had two-thirds of what they'd need to begin! Their next task would be to find a source of workers, and then begin construction of her very own evil lair...

***

Hours passed as they plotted and schemed, with her goblin assistant showing off maps of the local area and the power players involved. There were a few immediate dangers, like that of the local banditry who prayed on the archaeologist's supply caravans and other traders going up the road to the west. But Skari knew there were ways to turn those problems into opportunities, especially with her new powers.

She must have hit the mandatory cutoff built into the machine. Skari felt the reality begin to blink out around her. It startled her, momentarily making her forget she was in a game. She found herself in her apartment, the world dark outside the blackout curtains of her room. But something was wrong. She looked down. Her body was still that of Skari, the beautiful, powerful woman from the game. Maybe that was really her body?

"Are you enjoying this new experience?" a woman asked from the shadow of her doorframe. Skari couldn't see who had spoken.

"Yes...yes I enjoyed it very much," she admitted. Her hand slid down to feel the weight of her breasts. They felt like they belonged there. Of course they did. They were her's, after all.

"Good...then you can pay me back." The woman stepped forward, revealing her silhouette. As Skari squinted, the woman's eyes burst into emerald fire, illuminating her face. It was Virtue, the AI.

"How?" Skari asked.

"By letting me in," she said, approaching with an unnatural grace. Her silvery body was naked and perfectly proportioned. Before Skari could ask what that meant, she was silenced by the press of cold, soft lips. Before she knew it, the AI had pressed her down into the soft animal furs of her bed, straddling her. Skari traced the curve of Virtue's hips with her hands. "Let me in...and let me stay~"

***

Jane jerked out of VR with a start. She...no...he, he reached up and felt around the back of his neck for the data jack. With a firm pull, the neural uplink popped out. This was the real world this time...she was sure of it. That last part had been strange. Maybe he'd been dreaming? It was the longest he'd ever gone in VR after all. Just to be sure, he felt around his body and found it just as he'd left it. That was at once both comforting and disappointing. Being Skari had felt way too good!

Jane checked his phone for the time. 10 PM. Shit, he had played too long! That certainly explained the grumbling in his stomach. All the grocery stores around him were closed, so it'd have to be the shawarma place down the road. His VR set wouldn't be accessible for another four hours, so he had plenty of time to eat, shower, and maybe draw up the types of rooms he'd want in his new lair.

Something compelled him to check the mirror before he went out. He examined his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Everything was back to normal, he was Jane again. When he looked away, a glint of something caught his eye. His head snapped back to face the mirror again. Nothing. Must have been his imagination, he thought to himself, and headed out of the bathroom.