.hack//G.U. - Jester Whore

Author's Note: A few things to say. First of all, sorry for taking so long to release this chapter. I had a lot of trouble getting up the desire to push onward. Which leads into the next thing part. With the exception of my Code Geass fic, I've been focusing on 'Jester Whore' since January, for four chapters. I enjoy writing the idea and I have a LOT of thoughts in mind for how to progress with the fic (as well as one suggested by a great reader on Hentai-Foundry), but it's still hard for me to write about one character and series for very long. I intended to add a big bukkake scene at the end but skipped it to wrap up the chapter, and when I come back to this I might write it back in. For now, future chapters of 'Jester Whore' are on hold until I feel the call to write more of it. As I'm sure I say far too often, I hope this chapter is as fun to read as past chapters.

"Alright, now hurry up, we need to get moving."

Pi smacked her forehead as a cross-armed Alkaid sprinted down the street. "Idiot," she muttered to herself, raising her voice to earshot of her new teammate. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"Like what?"

She pointed Alkaid's gaze toward the nearest Warp Point. A short strut to the green-glowing portal formed a pop-up announcement. She sighed. Out of service. Pi swallowed her pride and activated her balance ball.

"Coming through. Out of the way." HONK HONK. This time, Pi held her stick shift of a jester wand tight. Steering through its subtle motions, she sharply turned the corner into the Alchemy District. She shouted at the blonde Harvest Cleric in her path. "Move!"

"Pi?" The girl perked.

"Atoli?!" Tugging her wand free of her loins, Pi braced herself as she skid ass-first along the ground. Alkaid's PC soon formed from the dismount, rolling with Pi's to crash into the nearest store. Dust flew up around them, clearing to show their bodies balled around each other. Groaning, they stood.

"Where the hell did you learn to drive?! And what kind of ride is that anyway?" Alkaid said.

Pi answered, "I'll explain later. Atoli, what are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be in dungeons and fields with the others?"

"Haseo said I could take a break. April Fool's Day only comes once a year, right?" Atoli smiled, cheerfully shaking her brand new jester staff. The top showed Atoli's head, white facepaint, a pair of green teardrops under the eyes.

"Have you seen anything unusual over here?"

"No.... should I? OH! Alkaid, I got this new Yellow Candy that's supposed to raise a stat. Here, I'll give it to you." The gift sent over seamlessly. She waited with bated breath as Alkaid swallowed the round little piece of hard candy. Fire leapt from between the Twin Blade's lips a second later. Atoli giggled and covered her mouth. "April Fool's!"

Pi's cursory glance toward Atoli led to a notable observation of her fellow Epitaph User. She adjusted her glasses. She wasn't mistaken. Between the front flaps of her dress, the Harvest Cleric's blonde muff showed plain as the sunlight that beamed upon each glistening pube.

Pi stated, "Atoli, you're not wearing any pants."

"Haha, I'm not falling for it. I don't wear pants, I wear some white thing. I think they're called bloomers."

"No, I mean..." She calmed her nerves. "Atoli. Do you feel a breeze?"

"Only a little one. It's weird, I can feel it under my dress too. It's like... eek!" Once Pi's message sank in, she looked down. Her face turned beet red. Pawing at the bottom hem of her dress, the cloth refused to stretch past her legs. Occupied by her dilemma, she ignored the arrival of another girl.

"You've fallen for my trap," Klarinette said. "Pi. You have a new skill. Use it on Atoli."

"Why would I- AAAAGGGHHH!" Electric volts ran through her jiggling tits. Pi sneered at the lithe girl, ready to pounce when another shock brought her to her knees. "AAAAAAAAGH! How are you doing this?"

Klarinette's wordless reveal of a remote control was enough for Pi to piece it together. The threat of another button press pushed her to obey.

"Joy Buzz!" Her hand met no resistance. The blushing, clueless Harvest Cleric watched as Pi's palm mashed against her mound. A single strong jolt coursed into Atoli's nether. Tiny nipples poked through the thin green cloth on Atoli's dress, the girl's hands squirming to her legs. "I'm sorry Atoli. According to the skill description, Joy Buzz will leave you aroused until... you're eaten out?!"

Klarinette nodded. "And I modified the trick candy I gave Atoli. Your allies will be busy with each other."

Alkaid's eyes widened as she caught on to the suggestion. The heat of her rock candy slithered down her throat, into her chest. A number of questions arose in her mind. How she could feel the burn on her tongue, why this strange girl targeted the three of them, yet it became secondary to extinguishing the program-scripted fire raging in her mouth.

"Atoli, lie back," Alkaid demanded.

"Huh?! B-b-but I don't feel that way about you." Her pussy dripped. Her eyes shut tight, doing her best to ignore the tingle creeping from her groin. Caving, she sat and lifted her dress. "Ooo okay, but be gentle. It's... it's my first time."

"Hey, don't act all weird on me. It's not like I like you or anything, so don't get any ideas that we're gonna start dating or anything."

"Dating? I never said anything about dating. I'm not that kind of girl!"

"Neither am I, but I don't want you expecting me to give you chocolates or flowers or something after we're done. Now hold still, I'm going in." On hands and knees, Alkaid slunk closer to Atoli. The Harvest Cleric's wet snatch sparkled, inviting with the promise of dousing her fiery mouth. She took one lick of Atoli's slit.

"Aaahh!" Atoli shrieked. She squirmed, kicking her feet in the air.

"I said hold still!"

"Your tongue tickles. Aaahh!"

"If you keep squirming, I'm going to get rough."

Alkaid wrestled for control of Atoli's legs. An end to the constant kicking at her back came with a trade-off. Atoli's thighs squeezed against her ears. The Harvest Cleric's knees interlocked, clamping her head in place. She looked about as people gathered to watch, Alkaid and Atoli, Klarinette and Pi. Snorting, she sucked the petite blonde's clit.

"Ooohh ooohh Alkaid." Atoli clapped her palms against her cheeks. She bucked her hips to the euphoria drilling through her small frame.

"They're having fun," Klarinette remarked numbly. "Time for some of our own."

"What do you want with me?" Pi asked.

"We're going to perform for these people. You are my assistant."

"Assistant?! Young lady, there's a good chance I'm more than twice your age. AAAAGGHH!" The shock passed. Pi gasped for breath. "I... I submit." She deflated at a few whispers by the girl, instructions on her role in this twisted game.

Klarinette spun a perfect pirouette and addressed her audience. "Ladies and gentlemen of The World, welcome to the show. I am Klarinette and this is my bumbling assistant Pi. Say hello to our audience."

Pi, scowling, waved to their many onlookers. Players filed from all sides around the fountain, their half-circle obstructing as far back as the nearby wooden bridge. Only Atoli and Alkaid came between them, Alkaid's face forcibly grinding against the Epitaph User's groin by Atoli's pumping hips.

"You'll have to humor her, old women can be very stubborn about moving on from a lifestyle they've outgrown. Even when their breasts look like hot air balloons." Klarinette smiled. "Pi, remove your bra and push your breasts together."

As ordered, she opened the front of her bra and exposed her pair to the crowd. She seethed, as their critical eyes roved over every inch, her name and face already sealed as gaming gossip. Her ears stung at the growing cloud of judgment.

"What an attention whore."
"Look at how hard her nipples are."
"I wish she'd lay on top of me with those tits."
"Are you serious? They're too big, you'd suffocate."
"I wish I had boobs that big."

The garment fell away, reduced to a scrap of litter beside her feet. Mashing her bosom tight, Pi passed a drilling glance to Klarinette. The urge to reach for her wand and bop the girl on the head rose as she approached.

Klarinette's iron will withstood her assistant's quiet rage, as she ripped a greenish-blue cloth from her waist and presented it to her audience. She waved the rag in Pi's face once for show and draped the large expanse on her chest. Her fingers pushed down, tucking the cloth within until it disappeared. Another followed, and another, four strips lost in the mysterious black hole of Pi's cleavage. At a simple gesture, her assistant spread her breasts, revealing the bare valley. She bowed.

"Would anyone like to see for themselves?" Klarinette asked.

She had her pick of raised hands. Her finger tapped the corner of her lip, thinking through her options. She pointed at her choice. The green-haired Blade Brandier stepped forward, the bells on his jester cap jostling in his advance toward Pi. She smiled at the boy's wonder, open-mouthed as he scanned the fuming Jester Whore's flesh. The moment he came into range, Klarinette signaled her assistant to act.

"Nnnnn... oooooooooohhhhh," Pi moaned.

Her fingers shifted apart, one above and one below her aureoles. Had Klarinette not disabled the function, she would have shouted the name of this skill. No such warning came. Foamy silly string shot from her nipples. It criss-crossed over the boy's face, caking over his eyes as he backed away. Her range extended, waving into the crowd, sticking the players together in one large multicolored web. The skill's practical effect paralyzed them to the spot -- not that they would leave the show. Her sex flush rose over her bosom and down her stomach, pink as her pair of jester twintails. As her nipples sputtered their last, she looked down at her allies trapped in the throes of passion.

"Ahhh! It burns!" Atoli cried. "I... I can feel it want to come out. Why won't it come out?"

"Ith ot my faut." Alkaid's speech muffled, tongue held fast as if stuck to ice.

"Excuse my slutty assistant," Klarinette said, "she can't control herself anymore after so many years. Pi, would you kindly present for our audience?"

Grumbling, Pi turned her back to the crowd. She slunk downward, looking behind her, tantalizing with a hip-swagger meant to arouse their patrons. The pants of men tented, the groins of select women sopped, Tarvos' power channeling across the cyberspace to tie player data with their hormones. Her tits softly honked as they cushioned her upper body weight. Her hands plied back to her ass, slipping between her cheeks. On orders she stretched them wide, revealing the glory hole.

"Is this satisfactory... mistress," she spat. It felt like sand in her mouth, giving in to the little witch's plans. She could sense the gaze of each player burning against her showy bubble ass. What happened next caused her face to freeze in wide-eyed, teeth-clenched shock.

One slender digit poked into her anus. Then two. Then three. Her sphincter equally expanded and clamped around the rough, gloved invasion rummaging between her cheeks. Glaring, she chanced the pain and rose up to pounce the girl.

"AAAAAAAGH!" She collapsed, sweaty, panting.

Klarinette waved her remote. "Be a good clown slut." Digging further, she caught hold of the thin surprise programmed to form within Pi as soon as all four blue strips of fabric disappeared into her cleavage. Klarinette tugged, the smooth silken rags rubbing along the woman's anal walls. The first blue cloth soon escaped into the open. As the second knot in the line popped through Pi's hole, a fifth white garment took the middle.

"That's mine!" Atoli said.

The Harvest Cleric's bloomers linked both ends as the second half slid out. Pi awaited its removal when a few playful smacks to her rump made each cheek lightly jiggle. That was her cue. The rag-line dangled from her ass like a tail when she returned to her default stance. She stood, legs wide, poised as if waiting for a man to notice and take her as he pleased.

"Let's hear a round of applause for the old hag," Klarinette taunted. Their claps were scarce, not from lack of interest, but the effects of Pi's last attack on their bodies. "Not impressed? We'll have to give them something to laugh at, won't we pet?"

Pi turned her head away as Klarinette moved one of her bangs. Strange, how Klarinette's perfume draped her cotton candy cunt like a blanket, smothering her scent. She glared as a finger scooped cum off her cheek and rubbed it on her lips. She could pummel the girl and end this ordeal, if only she were still...

"There, smutty lips for a smutty old woman. Are you having fun yet?" Klarinette asked.

"I will when I can to teach you some manners," Pi said.

"Perhaps some juggling will get you in the spirit."

Predictable. Pi braced for another round of boob-smacking when instead, the girl plucked the two round yellow spheres from her antenna hair and threw them toward her. Off-guard, she quickly stepped backward, eyes and hands rushing to toss the balls airborne as her balance shifted behind her. One misstep, the gap between the front and high heel of her jester boot caught on the edge of the fountain pool. She dropped back.

SPLASH!

Sitting waist-deep, water dripped off her bangs, her longer pigtails soaking in the pool. She stared at her submerged pussy, her unslaked passions cooling in the water. Just as she took notice, the yellow spheres bounced off her head and splashed onto the water's surface.

"Ow..." she numbly said.

Klarinette giggled. "You must be too old for juggling. Come back and I'll show our audience how it's done. You do a handstand and get ready for me. You CAN do a handstand, can't you?"

Pi stood, wrung out her hair and grabbed the yellow spheres. She pitched both spheres high. Klarinette's jump was her opening. Rushing toward her, Pi went for the remote in the girl's hands. A finger's touch away...

"Agh!" Pi's head whiplashed at a kick to the head. The sheer force behind Klarinette's attack sent her smashing back to the ground. The lithe figure's spins and flips looked seamless in the beaming sunset, as Klarinette caught both balls in style. Faster than her eyes could follow, Klarinette dropped, both small feet landing on her bare chest.

They stared into each other's eyes. Pi marveled at the strange difference in the girl's programmed mass. It was a mystery, a conundrum, a clear hack only possible through computer systems like The World. While Klarinette stood atop her breasts light as a feather, barely forcing her nipples flat to the rest of her bosom, the girl pinned her down sturdy as a ten ton weight.

She was beaten. Worse yet, Pi could see up the girl's tiny skirt. A forest of greenish-blue decked out Klarinette's groin with a small, slim slit at the center. And it was coming down on her. It took a turn the other way, toward their crowd, for Klarinette to properly squat. Yet when she did, her spry young pussy rubbed against Pi's mouth.

"A week ago, you may have challenged me. You are weak. Weaklings belong to me." Klarinette lightly pressed her foot down harder, eliciting a tiny squeak from her assistant's breast. "You hear that? That's the sound of a toy. Dolls never disobey their owners. As punishment, you must pleasure me."

Every caustic word she could send back at Klarinette meant little when obstructed by the vaginal wall against her lips. Her tongue crept between Klarinette's folds. She couldn't help but compare how their loins differed. Red, sopping, easily stretched to release the large end of her jester wand, Pi's in-game groin had been tweaked by progam to leak uncontrolled arousal. She knew, had she given in to the girl's order to handstand, the act would have ended with the juggling balls sliding flawlessly into her cunt. Hers was a haven for lust, the seat of power for a sexpot design that almost parodied her once ideal figure.

Then there was Klarinette. Warm, inviting, Pi's tongue bathed in the sparing wetness. The look and feel of inexperience oozed from the girl. Even with Klarinette's permission, the slit resisted her entrance. Pi swallowed Klarinette's peppermint slickness.

"Ooooh," Klarinette blushed. She caught herself in the moment and rose up, spattering drops of her tame desire onto Pi's glasses. "That's enough. No doll has permission to make me orgasm."

Was she... admitting weakness? After Klarinette stepped off, Pi stood. Observing the girl, there was no mistake. Flustered. Confused. She could see it in Klarinette by the tap of her foot and the wrap of her arms around her torso. She only realized that much before the girl spun around and bent toward her. No doubt giving a display of her bush to their speechless onlookers.

"Dance," Klarinette said. Showing the remote, her finger rubbed over the button.

Pi raised her arms. Her bosom jumped as she did, shifted with the spin of her body. Her bells transformed into music for her performance. A hip-cock here, a nipple-tweak there, gyrating her hips as she dropped down and expressed her sore rump with a squat. Her tail of rags trailed her movements, wrapping around her toned legs... and binding her in the cloth. She hurtled into her allies.

"Ahh! Pi, what are you doing?!" Atoli shrieked.

Pi's pair settled across the blonde's head. With their size, her right one shifted over Atoli's face, a lone nipple dropping into the girl's mouth.

It was in this moment, bound in place with a view head-on of the Jester Whore's underboob, that Alkaid spotted a unique gleam. "Hey Pi, there's something on your... huh? I can move my tongue."

Her delight at her regained freedom drowned away in the sudden flood of girl cum. It flowed into her mouth, dribbling down her chin. The trick Yellow Candy's fiery heat extinguished as she swallowed. Lapping at the treat, she closed her eyes, losing herself in the cool relief Atoli brought... until its origin again clicked in her head.

"Eww, I can't believe I did that." Alkaid sat up, allowing the remainder to dribble in a tiny pool between Atoli's thighs. She cocked one eyebrow as Pi pulled away to reveal the blonde Harvest Cleric. Atoli sniffled and sobbed, hands over her eyes, wiping the light stream of tears off her cheeks. "Hey, what are you crying for?"

"It... it felt so good. I'm so happy..." Atoli smiled.

"Hey, stop that, you're creeping me out."

Meanwhile, Pi groped beneath her boobs. Feeling around the soft mass, she traced a finger to the outer edge of a smooth, firm pad on her right breast and peeled it off. She raised it to her eyes. The electronics on the outside were purely for show, much like any character designs within The World. Removing the second pad, she tossed both into the fountain. She looked to Klarinette.

"Are you ready for some payback?" Pi said.

Klarinette yawned. "That's enough for today. We'll meet again, clown slut."

The girl bound to the nearest roof and skipped into the distance.

"My top..." Alkaid grumbled.

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Reiko removed her headset. Another objective complete. She logged into her E-mail client. She opened the original message from Yata, hit Reply and entered her message into the body field: "The AIDA outbreak in Mac Anu has been neutralized. Atoli and Alkaid provided support."

Closing the program, she toggled down to the log out icon when a new E-mail prompt flashed on-screen. She returned to her inbox and read the new E-mail from Master Yata: "What outbreak?"