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1.18% The Only Son Amongst The Daughters Of Eros / Chapter 1: Impregnating the Goddess of Ocean

Capítulo 1: Impregnating the Goddess of Ocean

Dagwood Ackley was his name. It wasn't the fanciest of names, or the kind of names that would get a woman wet at the mention of it, but it was his name all the same.

Dagwood was not the hero of any story—at least not in the real world. In reality, he was just another aimless eighteen year old, locked away in his room with his obsession of anime, hentai and games.

Soda cans, greasy snack bags, and a frightening mountain of dirty laundry filled his bedroom. One could smell the long hours spent in front of a flickering screen if they stepped inside the room, along with the stale air and scent of greasy armpits.

Dagwood barely left this refuge, preferring to escape into worlds where he was powerful, where he was a winner. Or worlds where he had all the women to himself, where he was unbelievably handsome and charismatic, lewd and seductive, taking any woman he selfishly wanted.

Which was what he was doing that early morning.

His room was illuminated by only the dim light of his monitor, and his hungry eyes were glued on it. One hand on his mouse, the other clutching his throbbing cock like his life depended on it.

The woman on the screen was on all fours, while his avatar — the Warrior of Lust — was pumping hard fast strokes into her sheath. A loading bar was displayed below the action as Dagwood continued to click whilst he pumped. Faster... harder... faster... Click! Click!

The woman's giant breasts bounced up and down in the madness of the intense deep strokes, and as Dagwood controlled his avatar to keep pumping into her, the loading bar was nearing it full. Then...

Splash! The woman wailed at the top of her voice as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, bursts of semen exploded into her, and the victory music played. The word "CONGRATULATIONS!" flashed across the screen.

[You have successfully impregnated the Goddess of the Ocean!]

Dagwood was breathing heavily as he gazed at the screen, relief surging through him. 'Well, she was a tough one wasn't she? One thing for sure, with a pussy like that, she really is the Goddess of the Ocean.'

Suddenly, a loud banging on his door shattered his reverie and pulled him back to reality. It was his father, yelling at him with a harsh and impatient voice.

"Dagwood! Get out here! Now!"

Eyes widened, Dagwood looked at his soaked penis still in the tight grasp of his palm. "Shit!" he cursed, and jumped to his feet. He'd been in this situation before, and even though he couldn't help but get terrified everytime it happened, he knew exactly what to do.

He took a cut from the tissue on his table and cleaned his hands, then he carefully placed his dick in a vertical position and used the waist of his trousers to hold it tight. He put on his shirt to cover the poking tip and his bulge, then he approached the door.

Wait! Dagwood instantly froze as his hand nearer the doorknob. The monitor! He forgot to turn off the monitor!

"Dagwood!!!" his father pounded the door harder.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!!!

With a sweat of fear falling from from his forehead, Dagwood quickly scurried to the computer, and turned it off, then scurried back to the door, put a smile on his face before unlocking it and opening it carefully.

Standing tall in front of him, was his Harrison Ackley, millionaire owner of the gaming company, Avalanche, that owned and sold hundreds of games, including the one Dagwood had just been jerking off to.

Harrison's eyes narrowed at the sight of his son, then they moved to his monitor which had a dark screen.

"What were you doing that took you so long?" he demanded.

"Uhm..." Dagwood scratched the back of his head. "I was just trying to clean up my room."

Harrison looked around his son's untidy bedroom, clearly not believing any of that. "This room?"

"I was just starting..." Dagwood whined.

Harrison sighed and shook his head. "You continue to disappoint me, son. Time and time again. Is this truly the type of life you want for yourself?"

'I'm only eighteen, I have my whole life ahead of me,' Dagwood thought inwardly, his cheeks reddening.

As though he could hear his son's thoughts, Harrison said; "If you think you can just spend your youth gallivanting and eating and playing then one day you'll suddenly turn around and become better, you are foolish! Whatever life it is that you want you have to start building it today!"

Dagwood felt the familiar sting of his father's words, the underlying accusation that he was nothing more than a failure. But before he could muster any kind of response, his father continued.

"Enough, Dagwood. I have tolerated this rubbish of yours long enough! It's time you learned how the real world works. You're not going to spend your life hiding in that room, wasting away."

"Huh?" Dagwood frowned fearfully. "What are you going to do?"

"You're coming with me to the company's headquarters. It's time you saw what you're going to inherit!" Richard said, no room for argument in his tone. "Maybe then you would understand the kind of responsibility that is on your shoulders."

Dagwood gazed at his father with confused emotions about this command. First, he was excited; being a gaming nerd, he'd always wanted to visit the world where some of the games he loved were played. But, on the other hand, this meant he had to go outside and communicate with people.

He sighed with resignation.

"Be outside in ten minutes and not a second longer!" Harrison demanded, then he turned away, signaling the end of the discussion.

Well, just like his online friends always told him; it was time for Dagwood to touch some grass.


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Capítulo 2: Curiousity Always Kills the Cat

The Avalanche Company Headquarters was a large building made of glass and steel. It was designed like a dome, with a large 'A', the logo of the company, hanging above.

The gaming company boasted to be one of — if not the best — gaming companies in the world. Dagwood's dad, Harrison Ackley, was one of the board of CEO's as the company didn't have a direct owner

Men and women in suits walked around, everywhere was white, intense, straightforward, and everyone minded their business.

Soon, Dagwood was in the large conference office where the meeting on their next big game to produce was being held. As fascinated as Dagwood was when he first arrived, now the only thing he wanted to do was leave. He had the disease called 'tik tok brain', one that so many teenagers his age were suffering as well, causing him not to be able to concentrate at one thing for a long time.

And in a place like this, concentration was very necessary. The office was pure white, with a whiter, large round table and chairs placed around this table. On these chairs were men and women who all looked like carbon copies of each other with very stern faces on top of their very expensive suits yapping things about business and profit that Dagwood couldn't even begin to understand.

The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and his father anchored most of the conversation. Dagwood wanted to take out his phone and play some games or watch a movie, but he knew his father would kill him for it. So he just entertained himself by imagining action scenes in movies while he waited for something interesting to happen.

And it did!

Suddenly, the door burst open and a tall man with long, unruly hair and a wild look in his eyes entered into the office. His clothes were old, worn, and out of place in the pristine conference room. Everyone fell silent and turned to the strange man.

Then guards bursted into the scene. "I'm sorry sirs, madams. We tried to stop him."

Dagwood frowned, noticing the suitcase in the man's hand. 'Hold up. He's not a suicide bomber, is he? Cause I'm going to be really mad if I die without smashing Livvy Donne.'

"CEOs of Avalanche Games!" the man's raspy voice cried. "You must hear me out on this, please! This game is the next big thing!"

Harrison narrowed his eyes at the man with a mixture of disdain and anger. "You!"

One of the CEO's looked at him. "Do you know this man, Mr. Ackley?"

"Yes," Dagwood's father replied. "Jared Whitlock is his name. He is notoriously known for his.. unethical games."

"I promise! There is nothing unethical about my game. No, no, no." The strange Jared Whitlock shook his head. "This game is going to be a full on experience, an adventure, fantasy like it has never been seen before! I call it; 'The Daughters of Eros.'"

Everyone was silent with irritated expressions on their faces. Dagwood on the other hand, was genuinely intrigued. 'The Daughters of Eros?' he thought. 'Isn't Eros like the God of Sex? Wait, is this a porn game?!'

"Eros?!" one of the CEO's thundered. "The God of Desire and Sex? Are you here to pitch another Adult Game? Didn't you hear that Avalanche Games are moving away from adult content? Leave here at once!"

"No! Please!!" Whitlock fell on his knees. "You have to give me a chance! You must let people experience my creation. The Daughters of Eros will be a world phenomenon! You can take all the money, I don't care!"

Harrison, however, was not impressed. "We all know who you are, Whitlock!" he said coldly. "A madman who thinks he can use voodoo to sell his games. You've been blacklisted by every major company. Get out before I have you thrown out."

Dagwood frowned. 'Did Dad just say voodoo?'

Whitlock's face twisted with frustration, but he didn't back down. Instead, he turned to Dagwood, his wild eyes locking onto him. "You!" he said urgently, catching Dagwood off guard. "You're different. I can see it in your eyes. You want a change in your life! You want to do better! This game — it's meant for you."

"Don't you dare speak to my son!" Harrison thundered. "Guards!"

Dagwood blinked, still taken aback. No one had ever looked at him like that, with such intensity, such belief. Before he could respond, the company's guards grabbed the man and began dragging him away.

"You're making a mistake!" Whitlock shouted as he was hauled out the door. "The Daughters of Eros — it's a life changer! All you want to be in your life you can become in my world! It's the key! The key!"

The briefcase the man had with him fell to the ground and opened, a package fell off, displaying the image of a beautiful voluptuous woman with demon horns and bare clothing, sitting on a throne. The words: 'The Daughters of Eros,' were written beneath. It was the game's disc!

The conference room buzzed with murmurs, but Harrison dismissed the event with a wave of his hand, turning back to the table as if nothing had happened to continue with the meeting. Dagwood, however, couldn't shake the words of the strange man out of his mind.

'All you want to be in your life, you can become in my world.'

What kind of game was this? What experience was it offering?

That was what Dagwood was thinking as he watched one of the guards pick up the game's pack and throw it into the waste bin.

°°°°°

That night, after everyone had gone to bed, Dagwood was staring at the monitor of his computer, heart pounding in his chest, the light from the monitor glowing on his face.

Then, he pulled it out and stared at it. The package was made out of cardboard, as though it had been rushed. But the image of the woman in front certainly took a good amount of time to create.

Her large breasts, her thick thighs, her pristine pale skin. Just the sight of her was already making his cock hard.

He took out the disc and stared at it for a while too. The same image was on it. Dagwood sighed. He knew he shouldn't — his father would be furious if he found out. But the allure was too strong.

Dagwood knew he was a failure, no matter how he tried to lie to himself that he would change soon.

But how could he? He was lazy. A cheeseburger away from being fat and all he did was wank all day.

If this game could grant him an escape—a world where his dreams came to life and he could retreat whenever reality became too heavy—then he had to take the chance!

So, with a deep breath, he inserted the disc into his drive.

The screen flickered to life, displaying a woman in a tight fitted fantasy gear. Her huge tits bounced as she approached the screen from the distance, her hips were like the bracket signs on his keyboard.

When she got closer, she peered into the screen and laughed seductively.

"Welcome," her feminine voice said, "to The Daughters of Eros."

The game's title appeared on the screen at the same time, causing a shiver to run down Dagwood's spine. The game felt alive, that woman felt alive, almost as if she was watching him, waiting for him.

He hesitated, his finger hovering over the mouse. Then he pressed enter.

An interface appeared. "Welcome, Player," the woman's voice whispered through his speakers again, smooth and seductive. "Come on! Enter your name, and let your destiny unfold."

Dagwood thought for a moment, he couldn't use his real name to avoid anyone from knowing that he was the one who tried the game. So he typed the name; "Aeric," with trembling fingers, barely aware of what he was doing.

Then, with one final breath, he hit "Enter."

And that indeed was his final breath. The world around him suddenly stood still, then it tilted.

A torrent of colors smacked his face and his visions blurred, a stinging pain pierced his heart, gripped his chest, and pounded against his brain.

Dagwood cried out in pain, and panic surged through him as he clutched at his heart, gasping for breath.

"The first thing you should know," that female voice spoke to him once again, "is that this is not a game... anymore."

Everything went dark. The last thing Dagwood Ackley felt was the sensation of falling, crashing, and then — the sensation of nothing.


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