Livia backed away as her employer emptied her venter on the precious red carpet. free fall of cold sweat sprang from her forehead ; the gaze of pity the former was sending her was everything but reassuring. She did n't feel that different overall though, grander, More bubbly maybe. They were both still alive, so she was at to the lowest degree sure it derived from a regal class, but for Rhea to receive such a genial seismic disturbance when seeing it despite having lived as a [ Sex doer ] her whole life ... What is that bad ?

The Guildmistress eventually calmed down, a few deep breather away from limpidity. She eyed the cursed char, making absolutely sure no patent disgust appeared on her face, otherwise the poor people thing would lose it. She knew Livia would break the second she hear it, just like she herself had so long ago ; it had taken her nearly two decades to fully accept it. But this was different - it was too much to bear for a short soul. Her sprightliness, their lives were in peril ; she had a job to do.

'' Livia, congratulations, you are a [ Princess ], or at to the lowest degree something close enough. ``

Rhea barely poker-faced her way.

'' What do you intend by close enough ? Rhea, tell apart me. How bad is it ? ``

Livia obviously did n't buy it. Rhea sighed, taking a moment to think, weighing the pros and cons of revealing it to her. Her stratum was her own duty to take over, and she would eventually learn about it, if not later ; how would she know what to drill otherwise ?

Rhea approached Livia, grabbing her head and gently pressing it against hers. The here and now was a lot more intimate than it should give birth been, but it could n't be helped when it was between a [ Sex Worker ] and ... whatever she was. Livia was deeply confused as her body 's response seemed equally split with two distinct but mixed emotions : on the one deal nandu was a very attractive fair sex and she had to refrain from straight kissing her ; on the early paw, this closeness was an offense to her personal domain, and this Guildmistress, whatever her status was, ought to give her royal mortal the respect, control and response she deserved.

'' Livia, dearest, my dearest. You know I am bound to help you reach level 10, but more than that, I have made the personal promise to serve the great unwashed in your situation survive. I am there to reach out to you and provide any assistance, alright ? ``

'' drib it. ``

Rhea took a heavily hint, closing her eyes to center on delivering the news with as close a dead-pan posture as she could manage. The svelte trace of disgust or sendup would irremediably give away the feeble trust Livia had in her. And this grade was just too lousy for God's sake, never in her life had she aligned all these cursed words in a single prison term !

'' Livia, you are a [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ] ''.

And it was Livia 's number to barf her lunch on the hapless carpet.

Despite the lowering muteness punctuated by regurgitation melodies, Rhea, mentally prepared for that reaction, immediately took the initiative to retrieve what appeared to be a paper-sized artefact from her desk. It presented itself as a leather mitt attached to a glass display via the fingers. She could n't resist explaining to divert Livia 's attention from the unfortunate person reveal.

'' This twist, called a glove-slate, delivers advanced explanation on one 's class. I 've had an [ artefact locomotive engineer ] explain how it works to me, apparently it relies on the same phenomenon that happens when you shake hired hand with mortal to see their year. The glove reproduces the shake while using exact sensor to say more than just your name and class. ``

Livia barely listened with one ear, still shell-shocked by the word that her lifetime in this world would essentially be a sexual snake pit until she died. Who cared about nerdy stuff ? nandu noticed her lack of interest and changed the subject.

'' Did you know that category have level ? commons class are ones with no adjectives or optional de***********ors, like mine. They describe a special job with no specialty, and are henceforward called tier 1. Tier 2 classes have one gain, for instance from [ technologist ] to [ Magical applied scientist ]. What makes these tier so important is that there are bonuses added for each addition to the passive skill linked to your chief class, and that 's not all ! Each addition have their own passive acquisition too, with a incentive added from the main class ! Do you see where I 'm getting at ? ``

Rhea 's eyes shined for a few second, passionate about these details, before she remembered who she was addressing these Christian Bible to. Livia seemed lost by both her lengthy account, as well as her degree in that. What she supposed to be well-chosen about being having ( Cross-Breeding ) and ( Slut ) attached to [ Princess ] ? The Guildmistress sighed but did not back down.

'' You will understand when you see it. Try putting this glove-slate on, let 's feature a deeper feeling at your stratum'details. It might not be as bad as the name suggests. ``

Livia took keep of the artefact, suspiciously looking too modern considering what she had seen from the rest of the city. Glove on, the device started humming gently, a blue hue scanning her handwriting before letters started appearing on the showing. She was thankful that she could at to the lowest degree scan by her own eyes ; it would have been utterly obscene to ask rhea to vocalize what followed.

~ Livia Clark, [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess, 1 ]

( 0/10 points to next layer )

[ Cross-Breeding ]

Allows to procreate with savage and demon. Has a 1 % opportunity of learning one of the stock breeder 's accomplishment during pregnancy. A skill can not be learned twice.

( Slut bonus ) : Ingesting wolf or behemoth cum has a 1 % probability of increasing a statistic by one point every liter depending on the beast's strengths.

( Princess bonus ) : Both probability are increased to 100 %.

[ trollop ]

Radiates stimulation and sexual pheromones. Great in bed, fantastic on the streets. Experience scale with the chagrin inflicted.

( Cross-Breeding incentive ) : Experience scales with the lowness of the beast.

( Princess bonus ) : Experience scales with the bit of people watching.

[ Princess ]

Radiates respect, authority and personal magnetism. Increases the luck of making citizenry bend to one 's own wishes.

( slattern bonus ) : No one can reject your sexual advances.

( Cross-Breeding bonus ) : No animal or demon can reject your sexual advances.

'' I think I need a drink. ``

'' I think I need a drink. ``

Both women declared so at the Same time, a headache within reach.

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'' What do you mean by 'experiment'Rhea ? This is obscene ! ``

'' Come on, I know by experience that it 's not your first of all time. Open across-the-board, Princess. ``

'' Shut up ! ``

Livia was in perfect angriness, kneeled in front man of a pants-less Robbert who sat comfortably in a chair. She herself was still wearing the princess garb and diadem, but it did not diminish her current humiliation.

'' Livia, my lamb, we already went through this many times, do no procrastinate. We need measure to be after ahead, we need to have it off how lots experience you will earn for each of your actions. ``

Rhea explained with patience, feigning not being interested in watching the event while she continually signed documents. They had cleaned her office, the beautiful red carpet unfortunately replaced with another one while it was being restored.

'' But then why do I need to blow his cock ? Not individual else ? He raped me ! ``

'' fountainhead, do you want more people to know about your class at this degree ? Do not worry, I am cognizant of the culpability of these three retard, and they will now share that responsibility by helping you. ``

Robbert was visibly annoyed. His hands were cuffed at the chair behind his book binding, and his desire for the gorgeous female kneeled in battlefront of him was simply overwhelming, significantly Sir Thomas More than it was in that soften street. Rhea had n't revealed her exact class, but to receive experience from her oral graces meant it had to be a really slutty one. And now he had to help her level up ? What an pose deal !

'' Strictly speaking, all three will be executed if you do not get level 10 in prison term. This way we are all in the same gravy holder. ``

Robbert stared at a winking nandu with horror.

'' Come on Bitch-Princess, will you start already ? ``

Startled by his tone of voice, Livia initiated her first voluntary sexual act by freeing his shaft delicately from the prison house of his underpants.

'' I 'm not a bitch princess ''.

She protested, pouting while stroking him with guardianship, as if she was manipulating an antediluvian artefact. Robbert, despite his long experience in the field, had the voiceless time of his life history not surging right away, trying to enjoy the moment as lots as possible.

'' Then what are you ? ``

beingness handled by a literal princess was a ambition and even a twirl of his ; she was lucky his hands were locked away. Livia considered his interrogative and whispered with a low interpreter, red in shame.

'' A [ Slut-Princess ]. ``

Ropes of ejaculate sprang from his shaft, staining her beautiful frock as Robbert bellowed his soul into the upright climax of his living. He had known from the sec upon seeing her, naked in that cold street, that she was a instinctive at this. Her blate but agreeably surprised face when his source reached her nerve, her tongue and open mouth catching a few ropes, her other mitt hidden away under her frock, probably fingering herself. [ Slut-Princess ] really suited her.

'' A [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ] to be precise. ``

Robbert stared at Rhea with horror for the second time in a row, before looking back at the ashamed princess. His raw reaction should have been one of disgust, but upon imagining this beautiful woman disgraced by a animate being, he realized he would n't get a hard clock time spanking at it ; not at all.

'' Interesting. ``

'' What do you mean 'interesting'? ! ``

'' Alright, please kibosh both of you. Livia, time for the mensuration, if you would please do so. ``

The concerned someone put the glove-slate on, and was again presented with the statistics that would dictate her life from now on. She 'd had a long night to think about it, or at least she was supposed to, but Rhea americana convinced her to toast it away ; time heals all wounds, and this one was not a simple one she could disgest in a day.

She had not accepted it yet : even now, with the presentation under her middle, she was unconsciously skipping over the inaugural third base of her division de***********ion ; it was simply too a great deal, too inhuman. Rhea had noticed that and had tried to get her to intromit it, earlier the better in her opinion, but Livia had her limits. It was one thing to accept being a [ Sex Worker ] or even a [ Slut-Princess ] ; but degrading oneself with a animate being was something else altogether.

'' So, how many experience detail did you get ? ``

Livia was lost in her thought and promptly replied.

'' No change, it 's still at 0. ``

'' Noted, thanks. That 's interest to have a go at it. If I have to guess, your course of study is heavily to level-up due to its level ; any early mutual course of study would receive gotten a few points from that. Now do the same, but with your mouth. You have 5 minutes. ``

Livia rolled her eyes, but did not complain as she had to follow the order of her employer. Robbert already seemed make for round two, decidedly enjoying being a guinea-pig as long as he received the princess'generous graces. She grabbed his hardened shaft again, frosted with manlike germ, and put a aphrodisiacal buss on his secretory organ, looking at him in the heart as she stirred with her tongue.

That he could not take hold of her read/write head and strength himself deeper was stark torture, though the experience was nonetheless one of consummate pleasance. There was something deeply endearing at seeing this breath-taking [ Slut-Princess ], fully suited in a pink dress and a silver diadem, her eyes of a watch glass blue and her tomentum of a imperial silver grey, going up and down his raunchy and low-class cock.

If the goal of a man was to come after in the social hierarchy and prevail the best mate to produce offspring, then having Livia, a princess, blowing him for his seed was by definition the pinnacle of winner. This sense of fundamental frequency accomplishment was Robbert 's kryptonite as he vigorously ejaculated his life-force upon her delicate royal tongue.

Livia retched at the revolting taste, grabbing a tissue on the incline to evacuate the offending liquid.

'' Blech. Done. ``

'' Great. beat please. ``

Annoyed by the deficiency of acknowledgment from the Guildmistress, who was making sure to appear indifferent despite peeking here and there to enjoy the spectacle, Livia nonchalantly enabled the device and read it out.

'' Dammit, still 0. ``

'' Noted, thanks. On to the next experimentation. ``

rhea put her pen down, grabbed a key from her desk and approached the ruffian from behind, surprised when his hands finally got their freedom back. Before returning to her desk she grabbed his shoulders, and put a candy kiss on the top of his forefront ; she whispered :

'' [ Vigorous Night ] ''

A warm luminance, was then followed by a hearty wave of ease, propagating from top to fathom, where it slowly turned into a burning sexual desire near his crotch. Robbert now felt like he could drop hours 'experimenting'.

'' same thing please, but Robbert will now be in ascendence. Have fun. ``

'' You have got to be - ''

Pterocnemia pennata sent a wink as Livia tried to quetch, in vain as the come alive stealer promptly played his office as he repeated what he had done in that damp alley, this clip to a kneeled and well-dressed [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ]. No faking it this time, Livia did not bother trying to accommodate him and gagged all she could, trying to resist the violent act, but Robbert was impregnable, ploughing her throat with oomph.

Rhea observed the telephone exchange with pursuit, the dynamic now changed. She knew in advance what the results of that experiment would concede, yet she had to let Livia live through them for her to clear how the scheme worked. She had n't asked Livia about what had happened to her in the number 1 few hours before their first confrontation, as it would be counterproductive. They could not change her form anymore, no point in rubbing Strategic Arms Limitation Talks in that lesion.

She heard Robbert hollo and turned in clip to admire the wide-eyed princess receiving a tasty helping of what would soon be her daily meal oceanic abyss in her esophagus, her olfactory organ forcibly pressed against the thief's pubic hair. She had long tears running down her cheek, her eyes began rolling back from a lack of oxygen. He withdrew his lance just in time, Livia half retching half deep-breathing ; she looked extremely angry, but her face wide-cut of phlegm and stray hair was simply too arousing to drive her seriously.

'' You bastard, did you have to be so red ? I could have died ! ``

'' Livia. Measurement please. ``

Rhea americana commanded, and the princess could only channel her rage for later. Her grumpiness immediately cleared when she saw the results.

'' Yes ! 1/10 ! ``

But she equally turned ferment again when she realized the consequential effect, breathing a suspiration of despair. Robbert laughed as he understood as well. Pterocnemia pennata took note of the results and announced her conclusions.

'' A priori, the ( Slut ) dimension seems to constraint you to only get experience when sexual human activity are inflicted upon you, outside of your control. ``

It was probably the spoiled dimension possibly to receive with the [ Princess ] class, clashing directly with what was supposed to be a domineering form. Pterocnemia pennata thought so, but she would never tell that to Livia directly. The success of their contract depended on her to see the glass as half-filled.

'' I should charge out that 1 point is not a lot. ``

Robbert on his side could not hold from rubbing it in, immediately pointing out the underlying matter. Rhea sighed and continued her explanation.

'' Indeed, just to get by stratum one would require you to reprize that act a few more times, but even that would n't work unfortunately. ``

'' banker's bill that I intent to protest if you oblige me to relive this dire treatment again just to illustrate your point. Could you please get to it ? ``

Robbert made a sound of disapproval with his tongue as this particular architectural plan got aborted, Livia staring dagger at him from below, still kneeled between his stage surprisingly. Did she like that special position, or was she hiding something ? Pterocnemia pennata pushed this thought away and focused again.

'' The experience counter literally counts your new experiences. For instance, when you discover something new about yourself, about your body, about your brain, and for some classes, about the world and its inner-workings. This last experiment made a mark on you, no affair how minuscule, which the counter interpreted as progress. Livia, to point up, you will feature to see result that go in line with your year. You wo n't teach anything new by redoing the same actions ; there is no way around it. ``

Livia stared blankly at the bookshelves on the side, trying to unhinge her from thinking too deeply at the Guildmistress'words. She could n't admit it ; she would n't consent it. There had to be another way.

The short cleaning lady had n't realized she already unconsciously knew the even out itinerary : the discoloration on the carpet showed her latent masochistic tendencies, and her kneeling position was already akin to a dressed brute. Rhea sighed, observing the princess taking hold at the remains of a lost hope, and before crushing her ambition of a normal life.

'' Considering your class, and this particular taboo attribute, the lonesome way you will get any significant amount of experience to make level 10 in metre ... will be to twin with beasts. ``

And Livia cried .