Streets of Jeotania

(Fair Warning ~ This gender swapped, cyberpunk, sci-fi hentai litRPG features elements of dub-con, non-con, sex with aliens and robots and other non-humans, seduction, coercion, dominance and submission, male/female sex and however you want to classify the gender-swapped sex...on top of the violence, action/adventure elements, and plot stuff... Or it may not...every chapter's a little different. If you're still in...please enjoy and thanks for reading! Before we get rolling, I'd like to say to all my regular readers, I'm so sorry for the wait! I wish I could have had this ready to keep you all entertained during the pandemic. I hope everyone is well, and gosh THANK YOU to everyone for coming back! It's such an honor just to be read and even more so considering how many more important things are going on in this crazy crazy world. Hopefully this will give you a fun little escape! Thanks to you all so much! ~Karin Mac)

STAGE SELECT

LOADING... The void. Formless.

LOADING... Blinding light stabbing into eyes I don't have.

LOADING... A sudden swell of motion through white nothingness.

Once again, I came up through a shimmering portal into the seamless metallic cube of the starting chamber. Now that I had eyes, a wave of disorientation swept over me as they readjusted. That passed quickly, and after a few deep breaths, I looked down at my body.

Big soft breasts were tucked into a clingy blue tube top, framed by my purple half jacket. Below that my stomach was bare, showing off an hourglass figure leading down to wide curvy hips, where a skimpy pair of skintight shorts clung to my voluptuous round butt. Long shapely legs extended down to a pair of black high heeled boots. Yup, I was still wearing LEX's body, Lex's extremely sexy female body.

Not that I expected any different. When I was in the action of the game, running, fighting, doing -umm...other stuff... I was beginning to feel comfortable, even natural in this body. But I had never meant to choose LEX as my avatar, so any time I had a moment to think, to remember that I was actually a man in real life, the weirdness of it all came rushing back.

I stepped down off the arrival platform unable to keep from noticing the sway of my hips and the way my large breasts bobbed. Which did feel a little sexy, I'll admit. I guess if I had grown up as a woman those sensations wouldn't be something I noticed at all. It's not like I was constantly aware of my penis and balls when I was walking around in real life. And if I was being completely honest, I was starting to like how much lighter and more graceful this body felt...when the game wasn't assaulting me with horny enemy MOBs.

Pushing that all from my mind, I approached the virtual console in front of me. Lights and buttons flashed across the top of it, and the words STAGE SELECT READY glowed in the air above.

I pulled up the user interface and checked the screen monitoring my real body's vitals. It was oddly relieving to see the stats marked within normal ranges, even though I didn't understand most of them. My core temperature was listed near freezing, but the two readouts labeled VITALITY and SUSPENSION were both still displaying as: NOMINAL. I took this to mean that whatever form of suspended animation I'd been placed in, that it was functioning as it should be.

There was still no way to log out, or quite the game.

I took a moment to check over LEX's extended profile.

LEX (human) BOUNTY HUNTER (level 5)

Strength: 3Stamina: 4 Max Health: 70

Agility: 8Speed: 8 Max Stim: 70

Charisma: 12Intelligence: 5 Max Pain: 20

Combat Specialization: Energy Weapons

Weaknesses: Close Quarters Combat, Pain Threshold

Skills/Abilities: Masturbation, Tease, Blowjob, Tit-fuck.

Traits: Allure, Beguile, Bi-Curious, ?#$^*\/*{file corrupted}.

New Achievements: Cuckold, Voyeur (HLA),

The trait tagged file corrupted was still flashing red, but I still couldn't access it in any way. It just sat there, pulsing, mocking me. In my gut something told me it had to do with whoever had tried contacting me through the Pit Boss back in the labyrinth on Sonhadra. What had they said? Something about a code prompt...could?#$^*\/* be some kind of code?

I did open the other TRAITS, scanning through their brief descriptions to check on the effects of my newly acquired upgrade.

ALLURE: NPCs are drawn to Lex more than other players. Whether this is a favorable reaction or an aggressive one depends on the function of the NPC and their interaction with the player. Meaning that whether an NPC tries to rape me or be my friend depended on how I played the game.

BEGUILE: NPCs are more likely to give Lex information, and/or give her better information, when their STIM points are high. Meaning I can seduce NPC's for better or more complete information.

BI-CURIOUS: NPCs of any gender are now equally susceptible to Lex's ALLURE and BEGUILING. I couldn't help but remember how I'd earned that one. I thought of Eyla's slim body entwined with mine. Actually, she was the only other woman I'd encountered in the game so far, so I guess it hadn't even occurred to me that my attributes wouldn't work on female NPCs and MOBs.

I also took the extra moment to check the descriptions of my new skills and abilities.

MASTURBATION: This skill allows Lex to clear her STIM bar manually with no negative results.

TEASE: This skill allows Lex to raise an opponent's STIM bar with no effect to her own.

BLOWJOB: This skill allows Lex to use oral sex to for double STIM damage on opponents.

TIT-FUCK: This skill allows Lex to gain a +1 STIM bonus for the duration of a Stim Battle after allowing an opponent to fuck her tits.

So far, every skill and trait I acquired only made LEX- made me into even more of a little sexpot. The character was intended to be a femme fatale type, specialized for information gathering and infiltration. It was a little embarrassing that I was getting better and more comfortable playing that role. I knew that these VRG's were designed to give as realistic an experience as possible, so I'd realized that my only chance of success (maybe even survival) was accepting and playing LEX the way she was intended. Which meant that, despite my entire life as a dude, I had to figure out how to become a seductive temptress.

But it was no time to dwell on that, my friends were waiting for me at the next stage!

Returning to the STAGE SELECT function, I saw that the pictures of both Gnash One-eye and Devil Seth were now darkened. As a gamer I still got that rush of excitement at completing another stage. The fact that my life was on the line might have even sweetened it some, and conversely, the fact that I couldn't quit the game, did not seem to dampen it much.

There were now four stages left: the one that was currently locked, hidden behind a sort of skull and crossbones shaped question mark; another titled DELTON ZINDO and The Bloody Whore; the one proclaiming BELLIDONNA CALIGARI Queen of the Xenogladiators; and my next destination: the Planet Jeotania, apparently home to the GALACTIC CARTELS.

The picture was of four mobsters in shadowy silhouette. What was it Crowther and Eyla had said about the place? It was like one big cyberpunk city. As a classic femme fatale, seemed like the perfect place for me.

My new friends had also said it was the best stage to level up, and so most of the trapped players gathered there. Maybe someone would be able to shed some light on the strange glitches I'd been experiencing. It had happened twice now, when I'd completed the Jungles of Cirkon, and with the Pit Boss in the Mines of Sonhadra. I still believed it was someone trying to contact me from outside the game.

I touched the picture and a glowing white doorway slid open in the wall to my left. A smile touched my lips and I walked to it, stepping through without hesitation.

LOADING...

3-1: Hi-tech Lowlifes

Once again there was that feeling of the bottom dropping out from under me as the loading void began to dissolve. It was a short drop onto the familiar feel of a concrete street. The air was humid and smelled stale, and right away I was hit with a cool drizzle of rain.

A body shouldered past me as my eyes were still adjusting, then another, and more. I was on a city street with a crowd of people hustling around me.

There was a familiar buzzing in my ear, followed by the gravelly voice of Lt. Cdr. Dreg: "Welcome to Jeotania, Lex...I know you aren't happy to be back on this wretched hive of scum and villainy, but this mission is too important and none of our operatives know Planet Sin like you do! According to our intel Captain Korvas is trying to forge an alliance with the CYBORK Cartel and if that happens, I'm not sure even the ISN will be able to stop him from assembling the Imminent Dominator! We need you to use your skills and connections to uncover the identity of Korvas's agent, and make sure those negotiations never take place!"

"Yeah, sure thing," I muttered, only half paying attention as I looked at my surroundings.

Neon lights clung to every building and florescent white spilled from every doorway and store front, giving the night an electric flicker. Skyscrapers reached up in every direction, disappearing into a smog that made the sky look like it was tuned to a dead TV station.

"We know the ZAUK street gangs work for the CYBORK Cartel," Dreg went on. "That ZAUK you've been tracking may be able to provide the information you need, don't let him get away! Good luck, Lex!"

On cue, a much shorter body emerged from the crowd and bumped into me. It was a ZAUK, the green skin and gray almond-shaped eyes were unmistakable. However, it was wearing a leather coat and sported a purple mohawk on top of its oversized head.

The diminutive creature sneered at me, then pushed on through the crowd.

Big red letters appeared over the crowd: MISSION ONE: ZAUK RUNNER A yellow arrow flashed over the MOB's location. BEGIN!

I started following the punk-ZAUK, nearly getting lost in the crowd at first. Even with high-heeled boots on Lex wasn't very tall...or maybe she was average height for a woman? Either way I was noticeably smaller than I was used to. This was the first time I'd realized that, since this was my first time being in a crowd that wasn't made up of the diminutive Zauknoids. Luckily, I caught sight of his purple mohawk before he put too much distance between us.

I had to shove my way through the crowd to keep up with him, which felt a little silly considering how much longer my legs were than his. Still, he seemed to be getting further and further ahead.

As I hurried along, I began to wonder if any of the crowd were other players, or just NPC's and MOBs. Was this part of the open world, or just set dressing for my beginning mission?

That obviously got me thinking of Eyla, waiting for me at the Black Orchid bar. I couldn't just blow off this first mission though, eventually I would have to be able to beat this level in case we wanted to leave Jeotania.

I broke through the crowd at an intersection. Impossibly sleek cars zipped past as the throngs of people paused. I caught sight of the punk-ZAUK cattycorner from where I was. He was looking right at me now, then turned and started to run.

"Shit!" I dashed into the street, narrowly dodging a passing car.

The crowd was thinner on this side of the intersection, easier to push through and I started gaining ground. Ahead of me the ZAUK was running, his stubby legs pumping almost comically.

I took out my Plasma Pistol, trying to take aim. "Stop or I'll shoot!"

He didn't even glance back over his shoulder, moving too erratically to draw a bead.

On the next block the punk-ZAUK cut down an alley. I doubled my pace, not wanting to lose him once he got off the main street. My heels skid across the concrete as I made the sharp turn. For a moment, I couldn't see anything as we left the bright neon glare.

"Nice tits!" Two more punk-ZAUKs were waiting for me just inside the alley. Both were wearing leather jackets and sporting mohawks, one yellow, one bright orange.

Beyond them, I saw the one I'd been chasing slow down and glance back, flashing a sharp-toothed grin.

I whipped my Plasma Pistol towards the MOBs, but before I could fire, the yellow haired ZAUK slugged me (HP: 68).

As I staggered a bit, the one with orange hair took a swing at me. I dove under his big fist and rolled nimbly right to my feet. I loved being so quick and agile in this body!

I blasted the yellow haired MOB shattering it into a pile of glittering pixels (CHG: 13). Before I could make another move, two long arms coiled around my body. Big green hands grabbed my breasts, squeezing tight. I gasped and glanced over my shoulder, it was the purple mohawk.

"Nice tits," he whispered right into my ear and began kneading roughly (HP: 62, SP: 8).

I grabbed his wrists, even though I knew I couldn't fight him off. An anxious rush flowed through me as his long fingers worked my firm tits. All I could do was grit my teeth and wait for his perverted attack cycle to end.

When he let me go, I spun around to blast him. He only gave me a leering grin as I lifted my Plasma Pistol, then two more big hands snagged me by the hips. Looking back I saw the orange-haired ZAUK pulling me backwards.

"You little shit!" I hissed, then squeaked in pain as he spanked me with one of those big hands (PN: 1).

I tried to pull away, but he had me. Reaching between my legs, two long fingers began stroking my pussy over the shorts. The other hand was groping and squeezing my plump round cheek, sending tingles dancing over my hips. I clamped my own hand over my mouth to keep from moaning as he rubbed a little harder, making my slit quiver (HP: 56, SP: 16).

While I was trapped and molested, the purple mohawk took the opportunity to turn and start running again. I couldn't let him get far, but I had to wait for this ZAUK to finish with me. I grit my teeth and swallowed another moan as he dug his fingers into my mound. When he finally let me go, I staggered a few steps, resisting the shiver crawling up my spine.

"Nice tits!" he said, literally licking his chops as his eyes scanned down my body.

He was too close for my pistol, so I kicked him with all my might! I couldn't do any damage at close range, but the kick caused him to take a little hop backwards. Then I remembered I had a new trick to try out. I glanced at the E-LARIAT Techno-cuff on my wrist. It had gotten an upgrade after defeating Devil Seth on Sonhadra. The function buttons now read; pull, grapple, swing and WHIP.

I tapped that new command and swung my arm at the advancing ZAUK. Blue energy crackled out of the device, lashing like a whip and coiling around the MOB. He shook and trembled as if he were being electrocuted. When the energy whip unwound and retracted, he toppled backwards and shattered across the alley floor.

"Hell yes," I chuckled. I finally had at a CQC weapon.

I didn't waste any time turning to give chase after the purple mohawk. He was already cutting down an adjoining alleyway a little further in. I followed, watching for the ambush this time.

The next alley stretched into darkness ahead of me. There were trash cans and dumpsters arranged sporadically. Above, rusty looking fire escapes clung to the dingy brick walls. Ladders hung from some of them, others were connected in unusual patterns.

The purple mohawk was running down the alley without looking back this time. Two more punk-ZAUKs stepped out from behind a dumpster as he ran past them. I immediately lifted my gun and popped one of them (CHG: 12).

The other rushed towards me, quick on his stumpy little legs. I avoided his attack and used the E-WHIP on him. He sizzled and burst.

I kept moving, trying not let my target get too far ahead, but watching for more enemies. I noticed a punk-ZAUK on one of the fire escapes. He hadn't seen me yet but that almost definitely meant there'd be others close by. I took aim with my Plasma Pistol and fired (CHG: 11). His glittery pixels spilled through the grated platform.

On cue another punk-ZAUK emerged from behind the dumpster I was standing next to. He was close, so I lifted my arm to take him out with my E-WHIP. Suddenly, the lid to that dumpster popped open and a big green hand snagged my wrist!

"Hey!" I squeaked. "What the-?"

The first MOB was on top of me before I knew it. He shoved me back against the dumpster, both hands immediately tugging down my tube top. My tits popped out and he wrapped his rough green finger around them. Warmth crawled through my chest as he kneaded the sensitive bulbs. My nipples tightened, tingling against his palm (HP: 50, SP: 24).

"Get off me!" I grunted in frustration.

"Nice tits."

I couldn't stop him from groping me now, but I did manage to reach up and peel the hand off my wrist. The punk-ZAUK mauling my breasts was chuckling excitedly and my heart was beginning to race. I shoved away as soon as he released me, then whirled on him with my Plasma Pistol. The blast slammed him against the side of the dumpster, where he crumbled into pixelated remains.

Suddenly the ZAUK in the dumpster hopped up onto the lip and dove at me! Caught more than a little off guard by this, I couldn't get out of the way in time. He tackled me, slamming my back to the ground and causing me to drop my Plasma Pistol. It skidded well out of reach, as the dumpster-diver pinned me down. I squirmed and thrashed but couldn't get away. He captured both my wrists this time, holding them down above my head with one hand.

"Nice tits," he gloated, free hand gliding over my naked chest.

I bucked hard, trying to throw him off but it was pointless. I squeezed my thighs together as he reached between my legs. His big fingers pressed in, then slipped under my thin purple booty shorts. Right away, anxiety rushed through my tummy feeling his rough digits wiggle between my hairless slit. A tremor crawled through my hips and I moaned out loud as he began teasing and manipulating my soft, pliant pussy lips (HP: 44, SP: 32).

The ZAUK leered down at me, rubbing harder and faster. Arousal flooded my head as I squirmed helplessly under him. Biting my lip, I felt myself getting wet.

When he released me a moment later, I pushed up on my knees trying desperately to clear my mind. Before he could move in to attack again, I managed to hit him with my E-WHIP and he crumbled into a glittery pile. I got to my feet, pulling my top up, and tucking my big breasts back into it. I did my best to push the arousal to the back of my head. I had to keep moving.

I was watching the dumpster's a lot more closely now. When one of the lids popped open and another dumpster-diver emerged, I caught him in midair with a plasma blast (CHG: 10). I used the E-WHIP to kill two more punk-ZAUKs that tried to ambush me. I took a punch from one of them, but at least I conserved plasma charges (HP: 42). I also eliminated another lurking overhead before he had a chance to jump down off the fire escape and attack me (CHG: 9).

All in all, it felt like a successful little run. I was starting to get the hang of the gameplay at least.

By then I had reached the end of the alley and stepped back into the neon glare of the city. Although still lined with people and MOBs, this street was not as busy as where I'd started. I caught sight of my purple mohawked target a little ways up the block. He was rushing past a line of people, pushing his way into one of the buildings.