The Unlikely Hero Pt. 01

They refused to force themselves on anyone, and they never murdered innocents. Sure they would fuck anything that was willing to have fun, hell Greg and Eddy even banged a goblin once. However, they wouldn't do anything they considered an actual innate crime against another person who didn't deserve some punishment. Such moral standards made it extremely easy killing Bashere's unit for sex trafficking, kidnapping, and what they could only guess was the initial rape of his son, even if he was fucking himself on the captains huge dick as he came on the mans stomach when they arrived. The three rangers, though they weren't clean, they weren't close to the worse in the city. Especially when you took the priests into consideration.

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Bashere was awoken by a feeling of movement under the blankets. Slowly the man opened his eyes groggily not sure what was going on. A soft teal glow could be seen on the inside of his tent and he remembered Paul had asked to sleep next to him to feel safe. Which under the circumstances he figured was appropriate. He Realized his son was jerking off while checking his status sheet. Slowly he raised he head to see his sons status sheet.

Every citizen had one, but most people didn't get their first class until they were eighteen, but Paul had yet to get one as far as his father had known. Perhaps that had changed in the last few hours. Bashere knew it was disrespectful to spy on his son's status, but he was concerned for his well being and couldn't stop from reading how the system categorized his son's soul.

Name: Paul Orleans

Gender: Ambiguous

Age: 18

Stats:

Strength: 5

Dexterity: 10

Endurance: 17

willpower: 2

Wisdom: 5

Class: Femboi (Extremely Rare) lvl 1 500/1500xp

You are a now a Femboi! Congratulations, you love to be a pretty princess for big cocked strong men. Get out the thigh high, panties, and the chastity!

Wearing feminine clothing soothes stress and anxieties and brings more clarity to mind. Wearing Feminine clothing increases xp gain during all sexual encounters by 5%

Wearing overtly masculine tailored clothing creates a rash on your skin and gives you a health debuff that takes 1 HP point per minute.

Subclass: Sissy (Extremely Rare) lvl 1 250/2000xp

You are now a Sissy! Congratulations, you love being plowed by real men and you crave cum in all your slutty little holes! Time to find a chastity cage and lock your sorry excuse for a dick away! You were born to worship cock!

Every level of Sissy intensifies your need to be filled with cum by 5% and reduces the size of your dick by 0.5%

Increased Femininity: You're body's femininity has increased and draws the eyes of potential partners. Leveling this skill will further reduce all masculine features and further increase your femininity both physically and psychologically.

NOTICE: Some masculine features while reduced will never fully be lost and some feminine features may never be obtained depending on development of class.

Aura of Appetite: This skill releases a passive chemical aura in a radius of approximately 10 feet that affects all within it including the user.

effect on User: User of Aura's willpower and wisdom stats becomes temporarily inactive. User's Libido and craving to be bred is increased by 1% every 60 secs. This increase is cumulative and is only canceled once the aura is turned off. Higher levels Increase effectiveness and range.

effect on others: Aura increase men's libido and drive to breed you by 1% every 60 secs regardless of their marital or social status. Higher levels increase radius and effectiveness. Skill is considered a hybrid status effect. Those with high mental resistance or high physical resistances to chemical effects will experience a significantly lower effect from skill. Those with both will automatically block the effects at lower levels.

You must learn Aura control level 1 to begin to control aura.

Physical Weakness: You suffer from physical weakness and enjoy not being able to fight back. You're strength stat adjusts to 50% of anyone you are in contact with sexually. Strength stat is not adjusted if stat is below 50% of sexual partners unbuffed.

Wearing any kind of restraint or chastity will increase your strength debuff by 15% while increasing xp for all sexual encounters by 5%

Submissive: You enjoy being dominated and serving males who are stronger than you. Their desire is your will!

Synergy with Physical weakness skill increases all xp gained through all submissive acts to stronger men by an additional 5%. 15% If you are restrained.

Experience Gained!

You were forced to have a big cock inside your tiny boypussy and you absolutely loved it! What a god damn slut! You've gained experience points towards the skill: Masochist lvl 1 50/1000 xp

You loved trying to force cock into your throat! You really are an obediently eager little slut aren't you? You've gained experience in the following skills: Cocksucker 15/1000 xp, CockWorship 5/1000 xp, and Deepthroat 1/1000 xp Masochist lvl 1 10/1000 xp

Achievement unlocked: Subclass Shenanigans!

The actions taken to unlock your class were so incredibly lewd and daringly illegal that you have been awarded a subclass. As the first person to ever unlock a subclass at the same time as a main class your classes gain a permanent 10% boost to all experience gained from illegal actions that grant class experience.

+10% xp boost to xp from illegal activities pertaining to your class.

Achievement unlocked: Criminally Sexual!

Congratulations you filthy slut! You love cock so much you broke the law just to get it! you gained an extra one time xp bonus for it! As a femboi/sissy you are now an enemy of the empire, all actions that give experience must be done in private or you risk discovery and inflaming the wrath of the empire against you! Good luck you filthy little cock lover!

300xp to main class and 200xp to subclass!

As Paul read over his status sheet his dick began to spurt cum onto the ground in front of him. His sheet was exquisite, Most boys growing up wanted to be soldiers, adventurers, or mages, but not Paul, he never wanted those things. Now he knew why! He wasn't born to be some strapping adventurer like his father had tried to influence him to be. Even the system knew it! The system had never given out a wrong class in all of recorded history, even bandits got their class from the system. It was believed the system gave you what you were most inclined to be or do by reading your souls purpose. So surely it hadn't made a mistake.

No, Paul was destined for this, he recognized it the moment the captains cock first forced itself into his ass and he felt his class ping amongst the pain. He truly was a Femboi and a Sissy like his status said. That being said, he was extremely worried about the legal ramifications of being an enemy of the empire. Would people be able to tell, did the system tell the empire? Would the rangers turn on him? If they did could he convince them to let them go free?

Perhaps he could let them have their way with his body. He had seen them ogling him when they thought no one was looking. Most importantly what would his daddy say? Would he be mad? Would he be...disappointed? His heart felt like it was going to break at the thought of disappointing his daddy. Daddy? Yes, Daddy. He hadn't called Bashere Daddy since he was little, but it just seemed to fit now that he unlocked his class. He would have to eventually tell his father.

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Bashere's eyes got wider and wider as he read his sons status sheet. His hope for his son to someday be a soldier or adventurer like he and his father had been were completely dashed. However as he read, his mind conjured up the images of his son fucking himself on the captains throbbing cock as they passionately kissed and everything clicked.

The system had never made a mistake before, and once you got a class you couldn't get it revoked. This is who his son really truly was, and he had to accept it. Which by the swelling of his cock against his sons ass he could tell wasn't going to be all that hard a thing to do. He would have more trouble controlling himself than accepting his son being a cock loving faggot. The last thing he truly wanted to do was end up fucking his son.

In fact, he knew without a shadow of a doubt he would accept him and had already accepted him. Truth be told he had accepted it when he was on his knees listening to the boy beg and plead for the captain to fuck him harder with his own ass juices and saliva dripping from his chin as Paul rode the captain like there was no higher calling in life.

He could see it in his sons eyes, The boy truly was a little faggot butt slut and there would be no going back for him. Bashere knew he would have to watch over and protect him if he was going to survive. He felt sorry for his son as he knew he would never have a family, would never be able to be safe settling in a city, not the way the empire worked, but he would at least protect him as long as he drew breathe.

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Paul could feel his fathers cock hardened against his ass and couldn't stop from gently rubbing his ass on it. Even though his ass hurt, it also longed to be filled with cock like a starving man who walked into a banquet. Immense guilt hammered Paul's heart as he realized how incestuous his desire was, there was no way he could ask his father to fuck him, and if he woke up with his cock in his sons ass what would he think of him. Paul decided he would struggle against his desire for cock no matter how badly his class drove him to be a filthy slut with his father.

For the next hour Paul struggled and fought to shut his desires down, to go to sleep, but he couldn't, the desires made every cell vibrate urgently, he could feel it in his mouth, in his ass. He needed cock urgently. He knew it was a fruitless fight and so he gave in and considered his choices.

He could go to the rangers and try to convince them to fuck him and not turn him in, but that was a huge risk. There was no telling if his aura would be effective as he didn't know them well enough to trust it. though it made his nipples extremely hard thinking of the two mean fucking his holes. Again, however, they more than likely would turn him in so his only real chance at relief was the monster under his fathers blanket.

"I'm sorry daddy, but I need to do this" Paul whispered in his dads ear. Bashere groggily came to enough to hear the words but was still asleep enough to think he was still dreaming so there he continued to lay believing the movement he felt next to him was all a dream and so refused to not enjoy the fantasy that was unfolding.

Unbeknownst to either of them. The Aura was slowly working it's magic on Bashere. Though it wasn't powerful, he had been wadding in it since the class had become unlocked and slowly throughout the day and now especially since he was sleeping, his resistances has finally came crumbling down it was winning out.

Petite hands ran down Bashere's torso followed by a cute little mouth kissing and licking the scars, the muscles, his nipples, his abs. On down the petite hands and mouth flowed and explored. Bashere was enjoying every caress and lick to it's fullest, believing it was just a dream.

Paul explored his fathers body with his hands and his mouth all the way down to the edge of his fathers underclothing. Quickly untying it, he spread it out and gasped at what lay below him. Their nestled on his fathers thigh was a cock so thick and long he couldn't help but see it as a gift of the system for unlocking his classes. His daddy's cock was much bigger than the captains and Paul couldn't help but begin to drool as he wrapped both his petite hands around his daddy's cock.

"O god Daddy, you're cock is beautiful!" Paul said before leaning in and running his tongue along it like a one of those ice cream treats that had just been invented. Paul's heart felt like it was exploding with ever lick. One could blame his class and say it was making him do something he didn't want to do, but everyone knew the system gave out classes that most matched the desires of the soul it gave the class to.

So there Paul knelt licking and kissing his fathers cock meat in adoration letting out the occasional squeal as his feet kicked up and down happily. Then a memory came to him! He needed to show gratitude for his class! Closing his eyes and bowing his head he prayed to Gersha the Goddess of souls, fate, and magic.

"Thank you Goddess Gersha, for this class which is a pure extension of my soul, and this bounty you have given me, I receive it with gladness and gratitude" Paul prayed sincerely the prayer he had been practicing for the day he got his class, the part of the bounty was extra though and was what they as a family had always prayed before they ate. As he said the words a gold fleck of light came from the middle of his chest and floated up through the tent and into the heavens. Seeing his prayer was heard he looked hungrily back at his daddy's cock and lustfully wrapped his little sissy mouth around it and the rest of the world faded away.

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"THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE OUTRAGE!!!" a red faced pudgy man screamed as he entered the Goddesses plaza, interrupting her teatime. Her guards quickly intercepted the man.

"How dare you interrupt the Goddess during her tea" the large statue of bronze said as it grabbed the mans arm to keep him from going any further.

"HOW DARE I? HOW DARE SHE!!!" He pointed his finger empathically at the beautiful blonde woman sipping her hot tea.

"You know, you are lucky you are a demigod, otherwise I'd have you killed for interrupting my tea." she said as she set her cup down and proceeded to walk towards the man a purple energy crackling in her eyes. The man tried to pull back from fear but was held fast by the statue guard.

"Clestus, What is it you are accusing me of exactly?" The Goddess asked

"You...you gave that boy an illegal femboi/sissy class when he was slated for the hero class!" Clestus raged at her

"Clestus, Clestus, Clestus, Am I not the Goddess of Souls, Fates, and Magic? If anyone knows who is and who is not a hero it would be me, after all I am the one who decides fates am I not? Me, Clestus, Not a group of crusty old men and women who can't actually see into the mortals souls as I can. So no, he wasn't slated to be a hero, he was slated to be exactly what he is and always was, and always will be. A filthy little buttslut always craving to be used for others pleasure. I simply pulled it out of him and tied it permanently into the system." The Goddess said smugly making Clestus's face even more red if that was even possible.

"Gersha, You go to far! I may be a demigod, and beneath you in power and station, but the council had already agreed to make that boy the empires hero, what will the mortals do now that the demons are already building a vast army? Because of your folly It's too late to curate another hero candidate!" Clestus pointed his finger at her then let out a gasp as he realized his mistake too late. Selene's energy crackled around the plaza creating a torrential whirlwind around them ripping the small animals nearby to shreds and uprooting the trees and bushes that were then shattered to splinters.

"Clestus, not even the mighty king of the Gods Galden can make me submit and do his will in this, and you dare come into my plaza and challenge me? Galden may be the ruler of the skies and your dear council, but I am the ruler of souls, not even the dark one can change that. I am the ultimate authority when it comes to the system, because I am the ultimate authority when it comes to SOULS!!!"

Suddenly a purple lightning bolt shot out of the whirlwind hitting the demigod in the chest knocking him back onto the stone bricks of the plaza. As the whirlwind died off, Clestus's skin began to shudder and turn into a black puss filled sack as he melted within himself becoming a large smoking pustule of demigod gore and rot on her plaza walkway. As she looked down on the demigod she was pleasantly surprised when a little golden fleck floated up through the bricks of stone between the two of them and came to rest on her outstretched hand. Bringing a loving smile to her lips.

"Ah, there you are little one! I know you'll put on a delicious show for the world." Gersha said as she gently closed her hand around the fleck of Paul's prayer of gratitude and pushed it into her chest.

"You see Clestus, even the boy agrees and has given thanks, thus completing the circle. There is nothing anyone can do to change the reality of his soul now. Not even you. Guard, clean him up and have him delivered back to the council for reconstitution." She said dismissively and walked back to her pavilion and poured herself another cup of tea.