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This Ascent to Divinity Is Lewder Than Expected: a Futa LitRPG

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Chapter 205

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 205 - Levels, skills, and dungeons--and something new between her legs. Randomly taken from Earth by a deity of lust and given a confusingly vague quest, Zoey sets out to explore a world operating on gamelike mechanics. In the process, she finds plenty of beautiful women to stuff silly with her fourteen inch weapon.

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   Hermaphrodite   Fiction   Futanari   GameLit   High Fantasy   Humor   Group Sex   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   First   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Tit-Fucking  

Delta stirred to wakefulness. Plush pillows and cool, soft bedsheets caressed her body. She didn’t think she’d ever been so comfortable in her life. It was like she was sleeping in a bundle of clouds pulled from the heavens themselves.

It was ... unfamiliar.

Her slow, gentle emergence into wakefulness abruptly shifted. Her muscles stiffened, brain jolting into awareness, and she shot up in bed, instantly on edge, purple eyes scanning the space she found herself in.

The sight that met her didn’t make sense.

She was in ... a palace bedroom. She didn’t know how else to describe it. Opulence dripped from every wall and corner. She blinked in disbelief as she took in her surroundings.

The room was massive, easily the size of a small house. Sunlight streamed through towering glass windows, lighting up the space with a warm, golden glow. Her bed sat atop a raised dais, the mattress soft and plush, with silken sheets and a plethora of pillows. The frame was made of some kind of polished wood, carved with delicate floral patterns. A sheer canopy hung overhead, the gossamer fabric swaying in the breeze.

To her left, a set of double doors stood open, leading to what appeared to be an opulent bathing chamber. Through the doorway, she could see a sunken marble tub big enough for four people. The floors were tiled in a mosaic pattern.

At the foot of her bed, a plush chaise lounge sat before an unlit fireplace, the mantle carved from the same polished wood as the bed frame. Delta swung her legs over the side of the bed, her feet sinking into the thick, plush rug that covered the floor. She ran her hands over the soft fabric of the bedsheets, marveling at their quality.

“What the fuck?”

She’d never in her life seen such a luxurious space. And some of the guildhalls she’d stayed at had been pretty fancy. There was a lot of money in wayfaring. But this was on a whole other level. The kind of place royalty would live.

Slowly, her brain started to catch up. The last thing she remembered, Lucinda had crashed into the ground in front of them like a falling meteor.

Heavens. What advancement was that woman? She’d known Rosalie’s mentor was strong, but Delta had assumed fifth, maybe sixth at most. But even those ranks couldn’t sail through the air like they were flying. Could they?

She didn’t know much about higher advancements. No one did. Besides from stories, in which the hero’s accomplishments could easily be overtold for flair. The upper echelons of society were a mystery to people like Delta. To anyone not deeply embedded in high-rank wayfaring circles.

Had it been a skill? That let her move like that? An item? Delta supposed it didn’t matter.

Then Lucinda had waved her gauntleted fist at her, and the world had gone dark. Delta was vaguely aware of time having passed since then—like sleep, but not really. What kind of artifact could do that? Delta was a third advancement wayfarer; an item shouldn’t be able to just disable her without getting to put up a fight.

Except for broken ones, like that hourglass, she supposed. But to scoop her up completely against her will? Forget what rank Lucinda was—what advancement was that item?

Wait. Third advancement? Delta’s skin tingled. No, she wasn’t third advancement, not anymore.

Rather, fourth.

For the second time that morning, Delta went silent, stunned at the realization. Holy crap. One shard to move through progressions? Rosalie had joked about that happening, but Delta had thought it impossible. Even for Zoey.

Seriously. One shard to move up. Blessed by a goddess or not, that was absurd. What kind of skills did Zoey have?

Though Delta itched to look inward, to analyze her tabula anima and see what skills she had earned, she, unfortunately, had to concern herself with her immediate reality.

The palace room.

And how she’d arrived here.

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