I can Use Filthy Game Skills In The Real World

Summoning every ounce of self-control I had left, I struggled to keep myself in check as my erection pressed uncomfortably against the thin fabric of my shorts.

But by the time we were almost back at the village, my patience gave out. I was already halfway hard.

Shit...

Even at half-mast, the size alone made it impossible to hide. The bulge was obvious, and just my luck,Emily happened to bend over at that exact moment to pick up a laundry paddle that had fallen from her basket.

I prayed she wouldn’t notice. But when I saw her glance down and freeze for just a moment before quickly straightening up, I knew it was too late.

Desperate to steer the conversation away from the elephant in the room,or rather, the elephant in my shorts,I awkwardly turned my body and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Uh... Emily, do you have a favorite flower?"

"Huh? Oh... um... I guess I really like rose flowers."

She saw it.

I could tell. She was trying to play it cool, but the way her cheeks flushed and how she suddenly avoided making eye contact confirmed it. She’d definitely seen it.

Neither of us seemed to know what to say after that. An awkward silence hung between us the rest of the way back to the village.

"See you later, Emily."

"Y-yeah... see you..." She mumbled a reply without looking at me and quickly hurried off toward her house.

Once she was home, Emily finished hanging up the rest of her damp laundry before locking herself in her room. Sitting on her bed, she replayed what had just happened in her head.

She’d lived in the village her whole life, and not once had she seen anything like that before. The sight of Alex’s bulging shorts had left her shaken,and curious.

It looked... really big. How big is it, actually?

Like any girl her age, Emily’s curiosity about sex had only grown stronger over time. She found herself comparing what she’d seen to the brief, blurry memory of accidentally catching a glimpse of her father changing clothes years ago.

Her imagination quickly took over. Before she knew it, her thoughts spiraled, each scenario becoming more vivid than the last. As heat pooled between her legs, the tingling sensation of arousal crept up on her.

Without even realizing it, she peeled off her still-damp clothes and climbed onto her bed. Her fingers drifted down to the soft, untouched skin between her legs,where her slit remained tightly closed.

"Mmnh... ahh..."

Emily leaned back against the edge of her bed, her chest rising and falling as she let out a soft moan.

Her fingers traced slow, deliberate circles around her nipples, sending ripples of heat through her body.

The sensation made her breath hitch, and a slick warmth began to gather between her legs.

Her free hand drifted lower, grazing the waistband of her panties before slipping beneath the thin fabric.

She hesitated for only a moment before pushing them down her thighs and kicking them aside, leaving herself completely exposed to the cool air of the room.

Her fingertips danced along her folds, teasing the sensitive flesh as her imagination began to wander.

"It looked so much bigger than my dad’s... How would something like that even feel?"

The thought made her shiver, her fingers moving faster as if spurred on by the forbidden image playing in her mind.

Her breathing turned ragged, and she bit down on her lip, trying to muffle the sounds threatening to escape.

"Aunt Lydia always said bigger is better..."

The words echoed in her head, feeding her fantasies until the tension in her core grew unbearable. Her body trembled, the pressure building toward Oragasm—

Knock, knock.

The sudden sound made her freeze, her eyes snapping wide open.

"Emily? Are you in there?"

Her father’s voice boomed from the other side of the door, and her heart jumped to her throat.

She scrambled to pull a blanket over her exposed body, her fingers trembling as she tried to steady her voice.

"Y-yeah, Dad? What is it?"

"I caught a rabbit earlier. Could you come help me clean it?"

Emily groaned internally, clenching her jaw to suppress the frustration bubbling inside her.

She glanced down at her flushed skin and the dampness between her legs, cursing the timing.

"Uh... yeah! I’ll be right out!"

She exhaled sharply, running a hand through her hair as she forced herself to sit up. Her body still buzzed with unfulfilled need, but there was no time to dwell on it.

Grabbing a fresh set of clothes, she hurriedly dressed, tugging her shirt down and straightening her skirt.

Before stepping out, she caught her reflection in the mirror, her cheeks flushed pink, her lips slightly swollen, and her eyes glazed over with lingering arousal.

She shook her head and slapped her cheeks lightly, trying to snap herself out of it before heading downstairs.

....

I let out a long sigh as I stared at the glowing interface hovering in front of me. Emily’s profile was displayed in full detail, the text almost taunting me with what it revealed.

[Name: Emily

Age: 23

Height: 63 cm] [Weight: 50 kg

Boobs: F cup

Sensitive Areas: Breasts, Nipples, Ass

Sexual Status: Virgin

Sexual Preference: Likes Strong, Dominating Men

Status: Horny]

"What the hell am I supposed to do about this?"

I rubbed the back of my neck, leaning against the rough wooden wall of my shack.

Based on the information, Emily’s personality leaned heavily toward emotional connections and tender relationships, far removed from the kind of situation I had just shoved her into.

Given her low sex drive and preference for romance, there was a real risk she’d distance herself from me entirely after today’s wardrobe malfunction. And that was a problem.

That wouldn’t do.

I had plans, big ones. After breaking in Lilly, I’d already set the next phase in motion. The idea was simple: lure a group of orcs to the village perimeter using Lilly’s scent and then take them down myself.

It would serve two purposes, establishing my strength and earning the villagers’ trust.

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