Phantasy Star Online X

Chapter 5

Mission 9
The Lost Bride
written by mastertmg on 6/21/2005

The client was a woman named Cicil who wanted to lose wieght by running around in Ragol's caves. I meet her and she is a little chunky, but not as bad as I had feared. I introduce myself.
She says she knows all about me allready. Ash the famous hunter. Rising star of the guild. Whatever. She says she wants to lose weight because she's going to get married at the end of the week. She gives me an address and tells me to be there at 770 IT. She leaves.
I show up at the place. It's an apartment. The deluxe kind for families. I press the com button outside and say that I'm there. The door opens up.
Crap. Inside there's a dozen middle aged chicks drinking and dancing. It's a bachellorette party. Cicil called be to be the entertainment. Crap. Two of the chicks pull me inside and close the door behind me. They circle around me and start yelling take it off.
Aw, what the hell. You only live once, right? I think about every stripper in every movie I've ever seen. OK, I think I've got a good Idea as to what they want. I start moving to the music. I'm a pretty good dancer so things start off well. I'm dancing and I start unbuckling clasps and straps on my hunter's outfit. I pull off the shoulder armor and my left arm guard. I unzip my shirt down the front and pull it open. The chicks are totally digging it. I pull my shirt off and dump it on the floor. I'm dancing and I unzip my shorts. I let them fall around my ankles, then I kick them off.
I see Cicil yelling for more. I pull her into the center with me and I dance around her. I step to her side and grind my pelvis against her. She screams with delight. The chicks yell for me to take it off. I step away from Cicil and slide my boxers off. I grind aginst Cicil again and I get hard. The women cheer when I stiffen.
One of them holds a can of whipped cream in the air and yells "Cream Roulette!" The girls scream and they grab me and hold me still. I've heard of this. In this game you take a guy with a boner and spray his dick with whipped cream. Then a chick (or dude) has to lick it all off. Then they spray it again and a different person licks it clean. This goes on until the guy cums and loses the boner, thus declaring the winner. Of course, the guy is the real winner.
They spray the cream along the top of my dick and the first woman steps up. She kneels down. I've got seven inches so she starts at the base. She comes at me from the side and takes a dozen small licks to get me clean. They all cheer. They spray another line and the second chick kneels down. She starts at the tip and works her way down. She finishes and they cheer. They spray me again and another woman steps up. She bends over at the waist and licks it off from the top in two long licks. I'm probably going to cum on the next chick so I yell for Cicil to be next. They spray me again and Cicil kneels in front of me. She opens her mouth and takes in about three inches of my dick. She sucks hard on it and I blow into her mouth. She raises her fist triumphantly and stands up as I lose the erection.
The women disperse and I pick up my clothes and find a bathroom. I take a quick shower and put my clothes on and leave. The chicks yell for me to stay and drink with them, but I think my job is done here so I apologize and get out of there.
The next day at the Hunter's Guild I get a lot of snikkers and whispers as I enter the room. Word travels fast on Pioneer 2. I ignore it. Sue walks by me to leave and whispers in my ear "seven's my lucky number." I play it cool and she walks away.
Sue, the most selective girl on the ship and the girl I have crush on just flirted with me. She flirted with me about the size of my dick. Nice.

Mission 10
The Value Of Money
written by mastertmg on 6/23/2005

The job was to settle a dispute between a wife and a husband aboard Pioneer 2. Ash had been requested by name. The pay was small but a change of pace would be good.
Ash met the woman at the guild and she introduced herself. She was middle-aged, overwieght and by her wrinkles Ash figured she must have had a hard life. She spoke with a with an odd accent. "Eavnin' Ash, ah'm Sandy. Ah 'pologize for not introducin' myself at tha shindig last week."
Ash had thought she had looked familiar. At Cicil's bachelorette party she had been the second woman who licked his cock. "That's okay," Ash said coyly. "When we first met you were eating something."
Sandy gave a loud belly laugh. "Well ain't you sharp!" she said and slapped Ash's right shoulder hard. "Listen son, ah need ya to run down to the weapon shop and tell my old man to stop buying weapons." Her mood changed from jovial to serious and she said "We can't afford to have him pissing away 20K on some mech guns that he'll never use."
"Sure. But I have to ask something first." Ash said.
"Shoot son."
"Why can't you do it? I mean, it's not that far to the shop."
"Well son, ah'll tell ya." Her tone grew colder. "Every pay day after work he goes to a bar before going to the weapon shop. Now, at home ah can take 'im, but when we scrap it 'aint pretty and ah'd like it if nobody had ta see us duke it out in tha open."
"All right, I understand." Ash said and went to the store.

At the weapon shop Ash figured the only drunk man in the store was his target. "Excuse me sir, but are you Gizel?"
"Who tha hell wants ta know? You a fed?" The man's nose was red and he slured his speech.
This guy reminded Ash of his father. If you could call him that. He was never around and when he was he was drunk. He allways said "Sober starts with s-o-b and I ain't the son of no bitch." Ash's dad was a moron before he started each day but he was an angry moron sauced. He beat Ash until he was twelve. Then there was a blank month in Ash's memory. After the blank both his mom and dad were gone. Whatever happened must have been terrible because no one ever mentioned it to him his entire life. Ash didn't want to know what his mind erased, and he never asked about what happened.
"No sir. I was sent here because your wife knows you have a lot of money with you tonight and she thought you might need protection. I'm here to escort you home." Ash's father was a drunk. He knew that sometimes if you made them feel like they were important you could coax a drunk into going home.
"That's a load of shit! My wife, she sent you here to steal my money so ah can't spend it."
"No sir, I was hired as a bodyguard."
"Shut your fucking face uncle fucker! Tell that whore to go fuck herself too! You shitless ass face-" the man collaped mid-curse as the stun bullet from Ash's handgun hit him. Ash lugged the man over his shoulder and carried him back to Sandy's apartment.

"This hand gun has a very effective stun feature." Ash pointed to the seconary fire button on the gun.
"Well," Sandy said. "Guess that's one way a handlin' him."
They were sitting in Sandy's living room in recliners. "I want you to have it." Ash placed it on the table between them.
"Ah can't take that! Ah'm only payin' ya' a coupla' hundred meseta."
"Well, I'm going to leave it on this table and you can decide what to do with it."
Sandy was struck by Ash's kindness. In his tone she could hear respect for her, not pity. Nobody had respected her for years. A tear rolled down her cheek. If only she had met him 20 years ago instead of that bastard then things would have been different. She wondered if Ash settled down if the girl would realize just how lucky she was. She wiped her tear away. "Well Ash ya better get on the road," she said holding back tears.
"All right then. Don't hesitate to give me a call if you need me."
Ash left. Vague flashes of his parents were resufacing and swirling around in his head.

End of Chapter 5