The Ringworld Enigma (Porne)

[jondude]

Your first fight had been... quite the experience to say the least.

It had been savage and brutal. Outright bestial even, given the events that happened. You hadn't really expected it to try and fuck you, since nothing you had read in the admittedly sparse reports you had seen had said anything about that. But it did, and it had succeeded. When it had though it was like a switch had been flipped into you. You had gotten angry, but you had also gotten incredibly lustful yourself. Hell when it was first on top of you and sinking it's dick into your brand new female anatomy, it had been an intoxicating pleasure rush. You let it happen to some degree. It was only when he pulled out and flipped you over to get better access at you did you have the sudden brain power to remember you were in a fight! But as your vision went from pink to red your next attacks don't really have much in the way of form or strategy to them at all! You attack him like a beast yourself, relying on gut instinct. Not like you had much in the way of hand to hand fighting experience anyway, and what little you got from the surveyor training didn't really take fighting trolls to consideration.

You had won though, and in what a manner too! The manner in which you attack him had quickly seen your fresh pussy stuffed with his gargantuan dick again, but other then briefly winding it did little to stop your other hand from smashing and clawing against his chest. Eventually you had gotten through though, and while it was a grisly way to win a fight it was effective against a creature like a troll. The damn things regenerated like crazy after all! Still now that it was over your time to process things, but even that takes a minute. You're coming down from an extreme adrenal high from the fight, and fighting off the after effects of a wild orgasm at the same time after all! Your body is hot all over, no small due to the massive belly of cum you now have as the defeated troll empties the last of its balls into you. Panting and covered in a thin sheen of sweat a sudden wave of exhaustion hits you, and you fall back... or try to anyway, except the troll's cock keeps you upright like a mast so big it is. Eventually though you do sort of... slowly incline as the troll's blood pressure drops for obvious reasons.

Eventually you untangle yourself, your mind going this way and that as you take stock of yourself. You were way more front heavy now with enough cum in your womb that you already looked due any second. And you had claws! Claws! In the heat of the moment you didn't even actively notice, but you had them! It made you wonder what other crazy things you'd be able to discover about this wild body of yours. Still, your excitement is a little tempered given that you just got fucked hard. You take consolation bite out of the heart in your hand and... well its edible but it tastes as good as most raw meat likely is. It would probably be much more palatable if you cooked it. Still, its pretty tough and chewy, which makes sense given how durable trolls were.

Suddenly, as if sensing your train of though, the data pad thing Orby had given you chimes. "I have seen enough of humans to know that raw meat isn't exactly favoured. This strikes me as a good time to show you how to access the ring. Would you like to learn how to create spontaneous fire?", he asks.

[porne]

I'm exhausted when I finally manage to pull out his heart, and the slight bloating I've got as his thigh sized cock stretches out my tight stomach is nothing compared to when his basketball sized testicles slam against my ass, the last act of the monster to push out as much seed as possible. I'm forced to stare downward as billiard ball lumps of spooge force their way up into me and cause distinct spurts visible in the top of my stomach, the thick baby batter beginning to fill my womb like a damned water balloon as I try to work together the energy to get up.

I'm pretty sure after that violent fucking, a normal human would be dead, even some of the improved humans around would probably be severely injured. Barely in the body for a few hours and I've already gotten it thoroughly ravaged. Studying my downed foe, I see quite a few similarities between myself and the monster, thick bony plates in the same general areas, although its face is fucking hideous compared to mine, the teeth a knarled mismash of sharp fangs and tough grinding stones. Of course, where my scales and plates are clearly bone, its look a lot more like rock or possibly poorly cast metal.

Finally, well after the bastard finishes his last load, I manage to dig my hands under my bloated form and liiiiiiiift myself off his still inflated cock before I flop onto the ground, the monstrous deposit of cum in my midsection badly throwing off my sense of balance. Staring in poor comprehension at the assistant as it makes a suggestion, I give a slight nod before shaking my head. "H-hang on. Before I commit to that, is there anything else on offer?" I ask, wanting to make sure that this is worth it.

[jondude]

"I would hardly call it a commitment", Orby says, but soon answers your actual question. "Not really. I suppose I can show you at least one more thing however. Soon you'll find however that after you get the hang of accessing the ring your imagination will soon be your only limitation. Well, beyond the regular limits I place on things that is. I won't allow strategic scale magic to anyone anytime soon."

Well, you suppose that is fair.

"Now, why don't you gather some fuel from the forest quick? I can show you how to start the fire with the ring, but fire will still need fuel to continue burning. Once we have that, I can show you something else. However depending on what you request, I might refuse for now. I've learned that on in regards to collected organics its better to slowly ease them into ring functions. Too much too fast tends to be disorienting and often disastrous."

[porne]

I spend a few moments thinking as I start heading towards the woods to try and collect some fuel for a fire. If my imagination is the limit, what would I want to do? Recalling getting wrecked a scant few moments ago, I ask about getting access to anything that the rock troll had and begin to paw through those abilities. Regeneration and raw stats are the main thing beyond 'lithovore' and a small chain of abilities related like 'lithoderms' and other 'litho-' features. Honestly, I think it's a good investment to be able to digest rocks and grow stones and crystals in my body as reinforcements.

Taking a step back mentally, there's a couple of things every 'build' needs. I need movement, body enhancement, field control, ranged attack, defense, and recovery abilities. That should let me operate the three basic classes you see in RPGs: healer, damage, crowd control. I ask about that, perhaps a generalized attack spell for ranges? I could certainly see that being a modular system where you drop different types of magical warheads into different projectiles. It takes a while, but I do try to describe what I want to Orby, hoping it'll be able to give me what I want in addition to the ability to digest fucking rocks.

By the time I reach the forest, my bloated stomach is mostly back to where it was. I still look pregnant, but I no longer look like I'm hauling around my own body weight hanging off the front of my belly.

[jondude]

You spend the next fifteen minutes or so doing your best to get a little bit of firewood, the task made significantly more awkward by your still very cum stuffed belly. As you go about picking up various sticks though you try your best to puzzle through what extra spell you'd like Orby to teach you. You hum back and fourth a bit, seemingly deciding between some form of defensive ability to grant yourself increased durability like the troll you just fought, or a spell with a little more range to it since you were still very much naked in the middle of the woods, and the ability to engage at range was always nice. You do your best weight the pros and cons, trying to think of your abilities that you can get as sort of class system, even if that wasn't necessarily true, but it made it simpler to break down into easy to understand concepts, or easier anyway. It was still seemingly wacky and goofy, but if you could only do so many things at one time is was best to sort of have a direction with the abilities you wanted.

Anyway, after you get a decent bundle it seems that your belly was already shrunk by quite a bit, your body seemingly to soak up all the baby batter in your womb while a little bit of seeps down your thighs. Luckily there was that small lake nearby if you wanted to take a quick dip to clean later, but right now some education and maybe warm food would do.

You make a simple tent of sticks before Orby chirps up again asking what you had decided. "To consume stone and minerals? And use them to reinforce yourself? An interesting request, presumably inspired by your fallen foe. Most would simply ask the ability to harden their skin like stone, but to keep the materials you need on hand will make the spell much more energy efficient. Very clever miss Bera. It seems like you were a good choice as my agent.", He says. "I will grant you this, along with the ability to summon basic fire on command. Now come. Hold out your hand and I will explain."

From there the lesson is mercifully simple. Accessing the ring with the right permissions it seems makes the whole process unbelievably intuitive and easy. You simply point your open palm at the sticks, thick about the fire you want, and then a burst of flame much more intense then you had expected springs fourth from your hand like a flamethrower! Maybe not like... a military grade one, but you can spray a jet of flames about thirty feet out and about a man tall. Playing around with it a little more, with a little practice it becomes easy to control, making a small lighter sized flame flicker form on a finger tip is neat, and you find you can sort of concentrate the fire into smaller hotter beams or tiny fireballs. There does seem to be some limits on range though, and it seems the fire has to originate from your body somewhere, as your unable to make objects near you just spontaneously combust.

With that done Orby soon flips the learning to your second request. "Now, for this the ability to digest is fairly passive, though summoning up the minerals later as extra protection will take a little more active effort, for now why don't you find a stone, and try eating it?", He asks. It doesn't take long for you to find a fist sized stone, and it takes a minute to actually nerve up to bite it. Once you do though your shocked at how easy it is. It's still tough mind you, but it seems to take all the effort of biting into a particularly under ripe pear, one that shatters in your mouth a little bit as your bite it. Unfortunately though it's really dry and tastes how you might expect a rock to taste.

[porne]

I play with the fire a bit, at least before whatever magical fuel is exhausted and I'm stuck making weird gestures as the fire refuses to come out any more. I feel the handful of scales growing across my flesh harden and thicken as the other ability I asked for takes root, my body picking up minor weight as the large deposit of protein in my womb is digested and made a bit more useful. I do still have the rock troll itself I can tear strips off of, which will hopefully work a bit better than just plain rocks even if rocks are a bit easier to find. Next up for magical experiments, combining the two new abilities, as the only thing better than a flame thrower is a magma thrower.

As I focus on cooking a bit of fire roasted troll, I can't help scratching a few of the thickening scales, as they shift from simple smooth scales, raising and expanding into something more akin to what the troll had, scutes and short thick spines spreading across the back of my arms and back, even my legs. One of the things that is annoying, the spines and things constantly catch on things as I'm pushing my way through the jungle. Dammit, this is going to make clothing a bitch and a half isn't it? Constantly catching and tearing it to shreds, I'm going to have to run around naked, aren't I? Everything has a cost I guess.

Sitting back, I give my still slightly bulged stomach a pat, already missing the impressive and near chiseled granite abs I had for a mere few hours. Hopefully, they'll be back soon even if they're not on the type of woman I actually want to fuck even if I think the new body is hot as hell. Uh, hold on, there's a stirring, we're going to focus on something not sex before my cock decides it's play time. I focus back on Orby. "Show me the map of our area. I want to check where we're going or if we have any particular areas to investigate or a general direction. Otherwise, I'm going to sleep soon."

[jondude]

You experiment with your abilities a bit, testing the current limits of the fires you can start, as well as growing some tone like scales and spines that certainly make your exterior much tougher. The more you concentrate however, the more spiky your limbs seem to become. You notice they tend to catch on things pretty easily, and would certainly be clothing unfriendly. On the plus side though you can also shed the scales at will, allowing them to imply fall from you and reveal perfect smooth skin underneath again. That was pretty neat! So you still had the option of looking pretty much fully human, but if you wanted to armour up so to speak it would probably destroy what you we're wearing in pretty short order, especially so if you had to move around a bunch. And since all fights pretty much involved a lot of movement... yeah. This might not be the only time you'd be finding yourself spontaneously naked.

Moving on from that, you spend a bit of time cooking the troll heart and a few bits of torn off muscle as you let your body process the wild amount of cum still inside of you, letting your belly shrink a bit over time. The troll meat when cooked tastes okay enough you find, certainly not outright disgusting by any means, but you do find it's very sinewy, chewy, and extra gamey in general. It's alright, but certainly no steak or pork. Once you get your fill though you decide to try and talk to Orby and get a bead on somewhere to go. He doesn't reply, choosing to be aloof again it seem, however the request seems to trigger a voice command in your shrunken tablet. It suddenly projects a map in front of you from it's spot acting as a clip in your hair, a sudden pink getting your attention. You zoom in a bit and it seems to be a village that was relatively near by. Maybe five kilometers or so from your current position. It seemed to be bushwhacking the entire way, but your new and improved body would likely have little trouble. Of course though you were still a little off balanced from all the cum stuffed into your womb, so maybe a slightly more casual pace was warranted.

[porne]

My early experimentation with stone armor is somewhat fruitful, I decide to leave it in a permanent armor configuration unless I actually, you know, run across some viable armor. I vaguely recall gators or similar using their scales as resource reservoirs from a few half drunk nature documentary sessions. Probably best to settle on a specific set, but I can work with it later to find a good 'default' condition and work on a few alterations from there. Thick armored plates across the knuckles and running up my arms, giving me a fancy scaled gauntlets and grieves as well as fully armored back is nice. As I walk, I focus on stretching, looking to create a good mix of floating plates in my skin but still flexible, but no matter what I try, I can't get any thick plates across my chest or stomach to work, just the same subdermal stuff I've already got. It almost looks like I've gone for a thigh high and bicep high socks thing, and with my bit of exposed neck armor, a choker. Fucking hell, I look like a damn body building wet dream, and the disturbingly smooth skin with absolutely zero vascularity makes me look airbrushed.

While the troll is... less than great, it's both incredibly fresh, unlike proper red meat and edible enough for my taste. I set some to slow cook even while I'm not paying attention, so it'll be properly jerked for any traveling. Not that I have much in the way of baggage. Hm, inventory maybe? If not, well, I've got all this troll hide I can cut loose and try to turn into a bag, hopefully with a few of Orby's instructions. I try to eyeball the distance with bush craft in mind, hoping I can get there tonight before it gets too dark. Hopefully, they're not too upset about random naked people wandering out of the jungle. Of course, random naked hot women wandering around is generally a positive in most guards books, so who knows? Thinking on it a bit, I'm no where near too important to suck somebody off for entrance into a town. Hm, probably shouldn't mention the super strength, as sharp cramp in the jaw might wind up taking a dudes dick off. At the current rate, my stomach should be properly flattened out by the time I arrive, so there's no time like the present if I've still got the energy I need.

[jondude]

As you experiment with your new abilities you can't help but marvel at the ease in which you can do these things. Or at least, you sort of can. You find bringing forth the stone skin like armour to not be hard at all, however it seems determined to only cover your limbs. Granted you just learned it though, so maybe it'll take a bit of time? You suppose you could just keep practising when you can, summoning the stony armour and shedding it. It may involve eating a fair bit more rocks though, and while they surprisingly didn't taste bad they were still gritty and weird to eat and really bland in general. Hopefully other types of rocks taste better.

Anyway, you marvel at your body a bit more as you decide to look at your map, looking at the spot that Orby had presumably pinned for you and panning around to get a general lay of the land you were in. As you do so you eat some roast troll meat, which naturally is leathery and tough. It's hard to chew and quite durable, but your teeth make short work of it all the same. Had you been in your original body though trying to eat meat like this would probably make your jaw sore! You set aside some strips for smoking, making a little stick rack that'll do a decent enough job for that, then let that do it's thing while you wait for your body to absorb all the spunk still stuffed inside you. It was pretty early in the day anyway, so you could sacrifice some hours for that while you play around on your tablet.

A few hours pass without issue, your gravid looking stomach steadily shrinking, You go from looking 11 months pregnant looking with triplets to a softer swell of around the three month mark. Nothing wrong with that! However, after another hour passes you get slightly alarmed when your stomach starts to grow again, making you look about 4 months pregnant! It doesn't take long for you to figure out that all this comparing to pregnancy was more accurate then you initially realized, as you feel a sudden small kick inside of you. You were actually pregnant!

You not to think about that to hard, given that yesterday you were till very much a male. You distract yourself by making a simple troll hide satchel for your smoked troll meat. Unfortunately Orby wasn't really helpful there, the mysterious ring entity ignoring your questions recently, much to your annoyance. As you finish up with the simple bag though you wonder if maybe you should get a move on to that village, or perhaps jut stay put until you were... due. The weather was nice here after all, and you hadn't checked that troll's cave yet. Then again maybe giving birth would be better done in some form of civilization? What a conundrum.

[porne]

I'm definitely going to have experiment with different rocks. And probably ores and crystals as well. Hopefully, they taste better. The troll heart is better, but not by a lot. With some effort, I manage to set up a troll barbecue and work my through as much of his muscle tissue as I can. I occasionally look down as I eat, checking my bloated stomach to see if shrinks. Noting that it most distinctly stops shrinking, I can only conclude that I haven't changed the troll population. I grunt when the little bastard kicks me from the inside, and I debate threatening it as I continue to eat its father. I theoretically knew I could wind up pregnant, but this is not quite what I was expecting, I didn't even get to have an orgy with a bunch of elf babes or anything!

I debate heading toward civilization, as I recall that human births are best accomplished with a medical team, although I'm very clearly not human any more, not that I'll miss all the back aches. Considering the vast improvements in other areas, I'm betting that giving birth is also significantly easier, and a quick check with Orby confirms that. With my current rate, I should be done within the day at least, as it definitely looks like I'm at least a third of the way there. Well, assuming the little monster is the same size as a human child when they pop out. And assuming my knowledge of human child size is accurate. I'm more willing to do experiments with the pitching side than the catching side, but I'll have to try and see if there's anything else to do.

Having finished making a meal of my first baby daddy, I decide to investigate the troll cave. Well... I stop to sniff the entrance to see if there's any more. I do not want to get stuck with another of the bastards trying to add to their population.

[jondude]

Rolls

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Encounter: 17
Loot: 14

While you were always a pragmatic person you sort of surprise yourself how well your taking the fact that you were pregnant, and already so quickly after getting your new body. Granted mind you, Orby had explained that part of the tasks he had in mind for you beyond protecting less developed races and being a bit of balancing force was was helping those same trodden races help get their numbers up. A lot of that would come from come from giving these people some degree of safety from their looming oppressors... but some of it was bound to come from you directly. Shame the first thing was a damn troll though...

Well whatever, you won in the end you suppose. You eat whatever of the troll you feel like and decide to check out the troll cave, your thoughts on your pregnancy but simply the more mundane aspects of it rather then emotional ones. You sniff the cave and find... its quite rank with the smell of troll, which thankfully didn't smell like pure shit or anything, the things seemingly smart enough to go to bathroom out in the woods somewhere. Still, hardly the nicest smell. Like a cross between fresh dirt and a wet dog... but like a short haired wet dog, so there wasn't quite as much fur to catch the smelly smells. More importantly you don't really hear anything, so you decide to quest inside a little.

Luckily while it is a pretty large cave as questionably "natural" caves go, able to allow even your new and improved form to stand up and have to jump to hot the roof, it's not all that deep. It maybe goes for about 60 feet with an ever so slight winding motion into the rock just by the water fall, a small creek flowing along one edge and back into the mountain where it drains into a pool that likely has a bunch of cracks and smaller tunnels that go deeper into the earth. It's got some lived in characteristics though, most notably a pile of pine branches that seem to have been changed somewhat recently; a sleeping spot, behind that are a few piles of bones, and to the right of that is actually a scattered pile of equipment surprisingly. It's all quite medieval and half hazard, some it taken from previous victims no doubt. There is appears to be some iron chain mail and a few sets of leather pants or simple cloth shorts, all too small to fit you sadly, but you suppose you can try eating some of armour.

Better yet though is a simple iron sword. It's hardly anything overly fancy, but picking it up reveals it seems quite well built despite it's worn condition. A simple leather wrapped handle, iron and leather cross guard, and a two edged blade that was maybe a little less then three feet long. There are some spots of rust on it, but not that much. Maybe a relatively new addition to cave. You give it a few test swings and find it simple to use, your slashes making a satisfying high speed whoosh as you use your new incredible strength. If you had this at your earlier fist you probably could've skewed that troll through the heart rather then go through the effort of ripping a hole in his chest bare handed. Nicking at the edge you find it's okay, but could certainly use a a few minutes at a grindstone.