Abirka woman, but Miliana did not even budge, for nothing that the mistress of the house grabbed the pan. The difference between their levels was so great that the priestess would have nothing to fear, even if the enemy had a real weapon in her hands.

- What are you shouting? Who's come?

A man came out of the next room, obviously the owner of the house. As soon as he saw Miliana, he collapsed on his knees and extended his hands to her, shaking with enthusiasm:

“My Lady is back!” I'm so happy! No words to express my loyalty to you ...

- You look at yourself! Who do you look like? Like a chain dog ... - his wife got angry.

- Madam, I beg you, forgive my dissolute wife! I will sacrifice her even to the Dark Lord himself, if it seems acceptable to you even for a moment!

Spouse already suffocated from indignation, breaking off in mid-sentence a new stream of accusations.

- Do not remind about the Dark Lord, even remember disgusting.

Once, many years ago, when Miliana was just starting her virtual career and had a small level, she worked as a prostitute in one of the coastal cities far from these places. Once a client tied a future priestess, dragged him to the Dark Altar and stabbed her with a crooked knife. I do not even raped before that the most offensive.

- I am guilty before you! How do I punish myself?

- Stop yelling. I need your help, but first you need to calm your wife.

“I will not let you command my husband!” - the woman screamed - You bewitched the unfortunate and you were engaged in disgrace with him right before my eyes! Now he just talks about you! I...

The spouse was quickly tied up and carried away to the cellar so as not to overhear. Pan did not help. Gag did not let her shout, but even so, the muffled lowing from time to time came to the hostess and her servant.

- I'm ready for anything for you. Just give the order.

The man hit his knees and looked up at the priestess. His puppy eyes completely discouraged Milian’s desire to fool around with him, so she immediately got down to business:

“I need you to track down one person among the people who arrive in your city.” He, maybe, will appear here from time to time.

- For your sake, I will shake the soul out of everyone who will appear in the city!

- Do not attract attention to yourself. Behave as usual.

Miliana described the look of my character. Listening to the explanation, the man nodded all the time, looking obsequiously at the subject of his adoration.

- I will come the day after tomorrow. If you don't find him, I'll ... be upset.

“I'd rather die than let you down.” You can rely on me. There is no one more accurate ...

“Okay, I get it.” Lead an ordinary life. Why is your wife so angry? Have you forgotten marital debt?

“After you have made me the happiest man on earth, I cannot lust after other women.”

- I thought so. Here is my order - go and do a man's thing with her right now.

The man turned and walked towards the cellar. Miliana left the house and went to the city teleportator. It was time to return to the sanctuary. There were groans and the sound of clothes being torn from the cellar, but the neighbors could not hear it.

At that time I did not know about many events that were connected with me, but occurred outside of my dungeon. I simply enjoyed the momentary successes, building bold and ambitious plans for the future.

Finally, after one and a half months of play, my gameplay began to approach the one that I had originally intended. Now I had several women from whom I could choose a partner by mood. Linaria at any time willingly agreed to any sex, fearing to lose my location. Almost constant pregnancy was not a hindrance. Alexandra was much more constrained, but after four genera she reconciled with her role as my wife and did not show disgust for me. The processes occurring inside have greatly changed it. Thighs became wider, breasts increased, she became a bit stout, but she did not lose her attractiveness. The girlish features disappeared, now it was a fully mature woman, albeit a young one. Obviously, carrying my offspring changes the female body, forcing it to better adapt to the function of procreation. Similar transformations gradually occurred with Star and Linaria, but to a lesser extent, since Alexandra became my partner before them.

I wonder if this principle will work on the players? In Andorra, anyone can create a character with an expressionless appearance or the same as he or she looks like in the real world. However, improving the appearance is expensive. Want to be a beauty queen? If you are not in real life she is not, then millions will be spent on creating the ideal character. So those who want to radically improve the not very feminine appearance may need my sex services. It all depends on how the features of my character work.

If you just need sex with someone of my class, then I am a future billionaire, if I can continue to keep my character's secret. It is doubtful that the virtuals will allow me so easily to extort money from their world. Of course, they will not take away my character and will not change the effect of abilities, but they still have a thousand and one ways to prevent me. Surely, they provided such an opportunity and closed it in advance, even when generating a class. Hence, a more likely other option.

Most likely, for the transformation you need to get pregnant from me and give birth to my offspring. In this case, this feature does little. Even if I manage to find a woman so perverted, to voluntarily agree to become pregnant in the game and give birth to a monster child, then all the same nothing happens. By law, in a virtual game, and in general in virtuality, you can not have children. You cannot conceive a child with a virtual woman or even with a female player. You can not get pregnant from a computer character or a player. You can not adopt or adopt an already created virtual child or something similar to a child. This law was invented so that people would not go crazy and would not confuse the artificial world with the present, not be tied to computer characters too much. So, I can do this only with virtual characters, and this narrows my ability to quickly enrich, but does not close them completely. Only a convenient moment and a suitable situation are needed, then a chance may be presented to take advantage of this feature for your own benefit, but now there is no such possibility.

At first glance, my character violates the aforementioned law, but even here the virtuals were insured. All my creatures are unpleasant in appearance and completely unemotional. In addition, they are born already adults. It is very difficult to feel attachment or paternal feelings towards them.In fact, the usual creatures, as I saw them in the temple Umurumura completely different. They are vicious, have genitals and multiply with their help, which implies the presence of children - small creatures.

Interrupting my thoughts, I pulled a member out of Alexandra’s mouth. A drop of sperm glass on the lower lip and fell on the stomach, protruding ahead significantly increased breasts. Births should have come in a day. The woman slowly licked the liquid that remained on my male organ, at times timidly looking up, meeting my eyes. Paying tribute to the quiet intimate tenderness of his first wife, I still remembered the tongue of Sokhash, how he massaged my dignity, forcing me to recall my youth and the first successful attempts to seduce the girls who liked it. Alas, the demoness, justifying the reputation of her own kind, categorically did not want to obey "this impudent little bug" and aptly metal icicles every time she saw me away. Close I did not come up. Extremely aggressiveness did not prevent her from rapidly emptying food supplies, which allowed her to hope that the pregnancy proceeds normally and in three days I will have a new subordinate - a child of a demon and a man.

One thing is good - judging by the silence, they no longer tried to dig me out. At that time I did not know what caused it, but I was very happy with the opportunity to avoid a fight, since my host was still very weak and unsuitable for serious conflicts.

I stepped back and patted Alexander on the head. Tomorrow, after giving birth, it will be possible to fuck her for real. This will be the eighth generation, not counting those who died because of an unknown player to me. By quantity, half of them are Alexandra sons. The next one will probably be as green as his brothers. Star Spawns were dark gray. I called them Second and Third, as the mother did not give them names. Both had developed power that allowed them to quickly expand my dungeon. Linaria was born monsters of light gray, almost white. Bye two, Milne and Mesrod. I made them artisans, despite the fact that they, like minions, were limited in skill. Due to the limitations of my character, they could not become full-fledged stone carvers, only the beginner level was available to them. Nevertheless, they brought me a small income, cutting bricks from stones mined during excavations. It was a hard and primitive work, few of the players and the local had enough perseverance to do it, so the prices for such building materials were kept at a level favorable to me. Of course, revenues were modest, while it was difficult to call it a business, but a start was made.

Now the priority for me was the intellectual level of the minions. If they are developed as warriors, but too stupid to adequately fulfill an order, then at the decisive moment my plans will go to pieces. All new skill points were sent to improve the "Intelligence of the offspring." In truth, the word “all” is too boastful, since I received only 2 levels since the attack, reaching 80. I had good potential for the distant future, but now I was developing very slowly. New full-fledged partners: Sokhashsh and Alpha will accelerate my development and replenishment of the army, but this is not enough. Beta, unfortunately, could not conceive a child, which I was probably convinced after several attempts. Maybe it will be good, it will be with whom to go for a walk, while the other wives are busy carrying, but in general I needed even more women. At that time, the potential of my virtual organism was not even half used. It’s a pity I didn’t have any more good ideas about the expansion of the harem, I might have to buy slaves from Habib and the campaign again.

I myself had nothing to compensate for the weakness of my character. I had no combat abilities, no normal weapons, no objects that could make me stronger. In battle, I could only rely on the minions. So, I had to increase my level, train them and “produce” more and more new ones.