Alburn watched the village from a distance, eyes tracking the tiny figures shuffling through the area. Wooden houses were sprinkled around. It sat at the edge of the forest, where thick trees gave way to open grassland, the ground scattered with fallen leaves.
He opted to drop closer to where the trees were to hide from the humans. If he were seen, who knows what would what would happen. perhaps he'd be crucified or burned at the stake.
Straight ahead, a pair of guards stood at the entrance gate, something he'd need to be cautious of. Further into the village, he caught glimpses of the residents. Most wore modest clothing. The men were tall and lean, dressed in tunics or weathered grey shirts. The women looked calm and motherly, wearing simple dresses, though a few wore pants or skirts that reached down to their shins.
'This is the kind of society that Andrew Tate san spoke about,' he thought.
The sun beamed down, highlighting the greenery with a yellow glow. He hid for a good few minutes, stalking the villagers. It was a strange feeling: seeing people in their natural state, knowing full well that if he revealed himself, chaos would ensue.
Yet, there was comfort in that thought. Knowing he could never belong meant that he no longer had to try to fit in. For once, he was free from the thoughts of society, allowed to be his truest self.
After he got bored of watching the villiagers just walk around, chop wood and engage in gossip, he decided to gain the courage to intersect himself, increased by voices that were coming from behind him.
He whispered in the air once again.
"Shrink"
In an instant, Albern shrank down to the size of a mouse.
He stepped out from behind the tree and moved towards the guards. Thankfully, he was able to grab a leaf from the grass floor. He held it over his head as he moved towards the guards.
"Stop!"
He did so, as his heart sank somewhere beneath the scattered leaves.
"It's you"
Alburn's gaze jumps to the guard's face, but he notices that they were not actually looking at him, instead, to the other side.
He turns his head around. Coincidentally, standing behind him are the same two young women whom he played that devilish trick on. The girl with the braided hair looked to the side with a solemn expression, which was betrayed by the slight lingering redness of her skin. The taller woman had a more stern look as she stared at the guards.
They start talking to each other. But while the taller one conversed with the guard, Braids averted her gaze, looking down to see a strange, moving leaf.
Albern noticed her curious eyes looking right at him.
'Oh shit'
He was about to get back to stepping past the guards, to the gate, but as his eyes scanned through the women's frames, he realised that he almost had the perfect angle to see the goods.
The shorter girl's white, frail legs and the taller girl's slightly bigger olive calves drew him in. He leaned in a little closer. But once their ginormous feet started stomping towards him, he decided against risking his life just to get a second peek.
'Ooooo but their sooooo closeeee.'
He stepped to the side and moved around the gate while the ladies went their separate direction
He exhaled in relief as he stepped into the village, peeking past the leaf on his head, to try to find cover. Spotting a nearby bush, he tossed aside his makeshift hat and ducked into the foliage.
"Nixin"
[I'm here]
"What are my other quests again"
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[Current Quests]
[Cause distress in a human: +5 Exp || 0:22]
[Cause public distress in front of 5 or more onlookers: +10 Exp || 10:22]
[Trick a human: +10 Exp || 5:22]
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"Wait, I can still get Exp from causing distress?"
[Yeah, but 22 seconds from now no]
"What happens when it runs out?"
[When they all run out, you'll get new missions to carry out]
"Got it, so essentially I can do each mission multiple times till the timer runs out."
"Then, when all the missions run out, I get new ones"
[You got it, partner]
"Hmm, trick a human sounds kinda hard."
"Causing distress in public with 5 onlookers is also pretty risky."
He thought about it for a little while.
"Errrrr, I can't do anything as long as I'm hidden away"
Albern jumps from the bush and casually flies around the village.
He flew surprisingly close to the villagers, weaving past pants and stockings, but thanks to Shrink, he was able to go unnoticed, at worst, mistaken as a flying bug or bird.
After some time, he spots a small crowd of people forming in an area.
He flew up, far enough not to be detected and scanned the crowd, eyes darting between the men and women, trying to settle on a suitable target. Then his head froze.
One woman in particular immediately drew his gaze.
His eyes shot out like a bullet, and his jaw dropped to the paved floor.
She was a natural beauty with long orange hair who looked to be in her mid-20s and was a bit on the chubby side, though the sides of her stomach didn't stick out nearly as much as the prominent outline of her exceedingly large bottom.
'Whoa!' he thought, mesmerised by the hypnotic sway of her skirt.
She stuck out in the crowd of prudes like a needle in a haystack. Her hips were so wide that they actively stretched out the seams of her skirt, which already looked to be on the verge of snapping apart.
The middle of her skirt hardly creased, hiding her planet-sized treasures behind strict lock and key, but truth be told, that only made his heart beat more as his eyes instinctively flickered to the skin just below. Her pink thighs pressed against one another, like two soft loaves of bread. On top of all that, she was slightly leaning her body into whatever held the crowd's attention as her marshmallow legs rubbed against one another.
Alben's face was bright red. Oh wait.
He was completely taken aback, so much so that he almost forgot to flap his wings.
He truly hesitated, drawn in by the allure of her absurd frame, but also kept away by the growing crowd of onlookers. His eyes moved up only to see the side of her face; she seemed to be fully absorbed along with the rest of the crowd, occasionally cheering or laughing along.
He, on the other hand, had become absorbed by something else to the point that he'd completely forgotten about the quests. He was a total virgin and felt somewhat daunted about approaching her and doing anything like what he did in the forest. Back then, he hadn't felt too bad about it; everything had happened so fast, and there was barely anyone else around to see.
Now, if he did something here, he might as well reveal himself in front of the whole village.
But he couldn't keep stalling; everyone around seemed distracted, and with the quest's time limit ticking down, there was no time to waste.
"Now or never"
He finally made up his mind and dived in towards her. because of Shrink, his mouse-sized body was substantially smaller than hers, making her lower body proportions seem even more pronounced, especially as he approached.
Once he got close to the skirt, he latched onto the hem, holding on as he thought through his plan. Then, with a burst of courage, he swung across and flew into the darkness.
He hovered below her underside, which acted like an umbrella, casting a weak shadow over his head.
"Jack Pot!" He said as a wall of white lay before him. But then, as he scanned the entire vertical surface from her bare back to her shoes, he realised that she was actually wearing bloomers.
It still showed the great volume of her derriere, but there was no exposure and once again, barely any crease in the middle. He couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment. Not just that, but he also had the temptation to return to his previous size, so he could get a more natural look.
Finally, he made the choice. His wings flapped, and he zipped right to her bloomers, grabbing onto the top part of the clothe. He tried to avoid accidentally touching the skin above it, though her light-sensitive hairs brushed against his tiny knuckle tips.
He was at a stalemate, too scared to carry out his little prank, knowing full well that this wouldn't be as easy as he imagined. At his current size, it would take too long to make a move and still somehow get away scot free.
On top of everything, he was really beginning to feel the heat, not just from the natural warmth being produced by her presence, but also getting flustered after imagining what lay beyond. 'A red demon has a low immunity to high temperatures, who would've thought?'
He seriously considered undoing the shrink spell to make the action more manageable in one move.
In the end, he couldn't wait any longer. He raised his hand and pulled up the white cloth that he was holding onto, until it made an upside-down 'V' shape.
Then, like a falling anvil, he stopped flapping his wings and dropped down as her bloomers followed in suit. She jumped slightly in response. Then, strangely, she started shaking her waist from side to side, making him sway as the fabric continued to fall.
He didn't look up, only focusing on dropping it as far as he could. In the end, it fell around halfway, before something launched him away.
'Oww'
It was her *ss! Those two ridiculous balloons had spilled over the top of her bloomers; the recoil from being released from captivity caused them to collide with Albern's face.
The sheer force of her cheeks pushed him back a whole 10 centimetres!
Albern rubbed his face and looked back at his unfinished work.
'Holy moly...'
He had never seen a woman's rear in real life, let alone from so close. Her back curved outwards, giving way to a bold silhouette that shot out like twin hills, like two oversized buns sticking out of the baker's basket. The sheer volume continued to valiantly fight against its fabric captor,
"Good god, how does she even get dressed in the morning?"
There is a faint scent of candy. Her skin is soft and fair, even under the shadow of the skirt, only contrasted by the deep, dark line that traces along its centre. The abyss.
His nose pulsated, and his mind raced around in circles as he continued to flutter there, simply stunned.
Right now, the bloomers were only halfway lowered, which she clearly noticed because at no point did she stop shifting her hips around from discomfort.
Albern felt like his eyes were about to bleed; he was completely entranced by the motion, struggling to look away.
[Wakey wakey, pal, only 5 minutes left on the quest]
He gulped.
"R-Right, yeah..."
He slowly flapped his wings, moving closer to the half-opened peach, hands trembling, heart furiously beating as he reached towards the folded piece of cloth.
But suddenly, before he could do anything else, a large shadow closed in from behind him..