Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

Fine. That was a good way to describe both youths who'd at this point worked out every bit of aggression and energy they had. So they were left, lying atop each other and waiting to catch their breaths, a single moment of intimacy which Miko very much appreciated as an individual, even when she was the one on the bottom and thus had a person's weight resting atop her. She even noted that initially the lad hadn't stopped pumping, not really. Well, as much pumping as could be managed given his current lack of energy. But all was well, they'd even eventually get those three levels and actually manage to start trying to separate. "That was intense. I do wonder why we weren't getting levels, but I couldn't bother thinking about it..." Miko admitted. She was fine with the idea of wearing herself out for the sake of having a great deal of fun, and it would seem by Yugi's own reaction he wasn't upset about the outcome either.

Speaking of outcomes, Miko's first voiced curiosity was bout the nature of the effect applied to the rings. Yugi even claimed it could be both things she thought, which Miko found a bit outrageous but considering what their day had been like so far it wasn't really a big deal. Until of course the lad started pulling out of her. His voice wasn't the only one that was heard while that happened, "Mmmah♪~" a gentle moan escaped Miko as he tried his slow withdrawal as well as a bit of internal throbbing which seemed to respond in kind. Yugi complained that she should stop feeling so good inside. "Never!~" Miko chimed. After all her main goal in life was to be occupied as much as possible now. Though with Yugi finally pulling out of her she was able to sit up as well, stretching her body and rotating. To finish relaxing the muscles of her form. "Going shopping?" Miko asked as she looked in front of her... "Inventory." she'd be taking count of what all was in their inventory and figuring out if anything was currently useful.

[Bloodedge]

Upon finally gaining some ability to relax, Yugi made a very conscious effort to safely remove himself from Miko. Of course, there was a great deal of difficulty in doing so without thrusting back into her womb yet again. Miko even refused the idea of feeling any less good within. "Bitch," he grumbled. With that, Yugi removed himself fully and rolled into a seated position. From there, he'd inspect the System shop.

Miko's question about him 'going shopping' occurred as Yugi looked over her body through the corner of his eye. "Well yeah. Naked is boring," he said while perusing. "We're starting with a thousand gold. Though we'll need some real equipment, there are 'trash' pickups like clothes for dirt cheap. We should start with gray items and figure out what's around here worth selling to the shop. We can each have a small wardrobe for a few hundred gold," he explained, already making a few selections for both himself and Miko. While she was looking around in their inventory box, Miko would surely find some very... interesting starting articles. Naturally, there were a few pieces, all skimpy undergarments that would have been considered rather high in quality on their home planet. "Hmm..."

[Apollymi]

Miko and Yugi were separating themselves but not without more grumbling from Yugi. Miko herself wasn't terribly pleased by the separation, she would have preferred staying the way she was, but of course, she was also the type of person who never truly decided to end something she was doing. As such that grumbling of Yugi's only made her gasp exaggeratedly, "Waaah♪~ Oh no♪!~" she chimed playfully like she was some sort of offended by the statement. She wouldn't be making her insides less inviting, she wanted him inside her as often as possible, this was simple logic.

Meanwhile, Yugi was doing some shopping and Miko was checking their Inventory. While he looked through and familiarized herself with their stuff Yugi had something to say about trash gear and starter items. "I mean, naked is also exposed if it's not just us that might be rude or something. Besides, I don't know if I would be comfortable having to fight naked..." she claimed, oddly being somewhat worried about the potential rudeness. Apparently having a small wardrobe would be quite easy with a few hundred gold. that was fine. Miko didn't intend to do too much. Maybe a single dress, some shoes and a cloak. A couple hundred gold wouldn't be too bad. But her eyes were drawn to an item in the Inventory which she immediately pulled out to look at. "Did you buy me lingerie? You bought sets?!" she seemed so aghast looking at a pair of black lace thongs, matching thigh-highs, a waist garter and black lace bra. "Am I going to look okay in this? Do I even know how to put this stuff on? Why would you spend money on this during the early game?!" she was so distraught she didn't know which thing to be more upset about. Neurosis returned fully in a single moment.

[Bloodedge]

Yugi was having a grand old time perusing the shop, initially making purchases only for Miko. To no one's surprise, Miko discovered his purchases before he was even finished making them. She found the initial pieces of lingerie, which did indeed form a full set. As she started freaking out about the discovery, he selected yet another set. "Of course I did," he said simply. The inventory would then display another acquisition: a crotchless panty and matching bra with no nipple coverage. He wasn't even surprised to see that one. Either way, it seemed Miko was curious whether she'd look acceptable in those garments or not. Yugi thought the answer was simple. "Haven't you looked at yourself lately? It'd be a disservice to the human body if you went back to striped panties looking like that. You've got an 'only tag and ass' thing going on now, and that's all I wanna see!" he insisted.

Of course, there was one thing missing from the list that Yugi would be adding with swiftness. He'd developed a thing for thigh-highs, stockings and the like, so Miko would have little choice but to receive five pair of varying textures ─ all before he even went searching for clothes of his own. Frankly, he only needed a budget of a hundred or so gold for two overall outfits. Everything else in the larger budget could be used for a purpose he'd soon be mentioning ─ specifically after Miko questioned his purchase so early in their 'game'. "For degen shit. What else would I bother with? Though watching you fight naked would also be pretty cool, there's a golden rule of gaming. If you beat a boss and look like an idiot doing it, did you win? Answer: fuck no. 300 to 400 gold should be enough to let us look awesome inside and out, but still get good enough gear to survive. If it's not, we can just sell stuff from trash mobs or quest rewards."

[Apollymi]

Miko's minor freak out was indeed warranted but not received negatively. According to Yugi, he had indeed been buying her lingerie, and he said it with the utmost confidence. He asked if she'd looked at herself lately and gave prime reassurance that it would be some kind of crime for her to do anything but upgrade the underparts of her wardrobe. He claimed that she was made for 'tags and ass' and that was all he was trying to see. His opinion on this matter was that of a pervert and thus innately trustworthy when it came to taste in this particular aspect. Miko managed first and foremost, to blush while working herself into a wobbly legged stance to get a better look. "I mean... if you say so, I'll believe you," she said softly. Obviously, she believed him, but this was quite the rapid change, her personality couldn't be expected to adjust with anything resembling quickness outside of the situation of actual sex. Or maybe, she was adjusting quicker than she expected.

Beyond this point, most of their budget was apparently for degenerate things. She heard out his most heartfelt argument and understood it in a great way. "Actually, you're right. Even when I play Otome, anything with clothes usually has me with a full wardrobe because I like to change the outfit to match the conquest. You don't want to look weird in the commemorative shots or cutscenes. It's about the only thing I'll spend money on when playing the gachas..." she commiserated. Well, if life was to be game like making such an adjustment was far easier than she initially gave it credit for. "And I suppose taking your opinion into consideration in clothing choices will be fair as you'll be the one looking at me," Miko fully surrendered having already put together enough logic to let go of something as simple as her choices in undergarments. Still, she'd make no moves to dress herself knowing that they had a pre-existing arrangement. No, she'd simply keep figuring out the nature of her new body. "I wonder if I'll get any taller?" she mused checking her height and feeling she might have grown a bit but it couldn't have been as significant as the amount she'd filled in.

[Bloodedge]

Miko had little choice but to believe the lad. She'd been far too reserved in her original life for the amount of deviant she truly was within. If there was one thing she could trust, though, it was that he'd never lie about the appeal of a woman. Yugi's inner pervert would allow no such crime. It seemed Miko also understood the golden rule of RPGs, having a similar outlook to her own otome playthroughs. "See? Ya' gotta look awesome, or it wasn't worth it. Right there with getting the commemorative photo, or... the special scene," he mused, thinking back to the perverse games in his own history.

Thinking forward though, Yugi was becoming more and more satisfied with how their looks were coming together. Well, he didn't know what Miko would look like in anything beyond the lingerie he bought... but that wasn't the important part to him anyway. "That should do it for now. Inventory," he said to go sorting through his own purchases. Moments later, Yugi would make some selections... but before that came two pauses. First among them was Miko questioning any increased height in her future. "You did get taller. Agility does that; trust me," he answered. Before anything else could be said however, the second pause occurred. This one, as per usual, was the System's fault.

[SUBQUEST ADDED]

Subquest: “Foundations of Survival”

Objective:

• Locate a suitable site within the area
• Clear the area of minor threats (minimum 3)
• Establish a Base using gathered materials
• Construct at least one functional shelter or protective barrier

Failure Condition:

• Area becomes compromised
• Player incapacitation before Base establishment

Reward:

• Base Core: Tier I
• +2 Attribute Points
• Blueprint: Harmonia Ward (basic defensive structure)

[Apollymi]

Miko would trusts a perverts opinion on her looks, and she'd also trust a fellow gamer a properly immersive one, when it came to looks to use in cutscenes and the like. Technically speaking those weird types, the meta-only super sweaty types never seemed to care what they looked like in games. "Hai hai, I'll make sure I choose something good♪~" Miko chirped. As a pair of individuals she wouldn't want anyone questioning whether or not they belonged together either. There was a balance to be achieved and as such she'd be doing so at her earliest convenience.

Miko was willing to sit aide her perusal of their Inventory while checking herself out. Beyond that she figured she'd best pick her actual clothes before it was time for them to do anything. On the question of height however, Yugi claimed it was a matter of the Agility stat... "Sou ka, I might put some..." she gave a bit more of a pause than normal as there was another pop up. A new quest. She read the directions and sighed. They really weren't being allowed much time, perhaps their System overseer didn't want them getting distracted again. "And then a wild introductory quest appears~" Miko chimed in. Only to make a different assertion. "Shop," she opened up the menu and had a look at a few pieces. Since she was aiming to make a few good and reasonable choices, she'd be going for, a few short pleated skirts, a few form fitted tops and a couple of pairs of heeled boots which seemed to exist in various colors. Once she had some of these items in their combined Inventory. "Alright let me know when you're ready to dress me♪~" she mused almost playfully. After all, it'd been Yugi who claimed she couldn't put on underwear or tights without him... so he'd be the one taking care of that aspect of her life.

[Bloodedge]

The System they shared had some of the worst timing Yugi had ever seen. Before they could even get their bearings, there was yet another quest. Yugi likened this latest pop-up to a feature in games that annoyed him easily. "God fucking damnit! I hate when games throw you into five quests back-to-back before they even let you explore the intro area! Give me a fucking minute Brainface, ya' dumb robot bitch!" he complained to the open sky before even reading the quest. Upon having a glance however, he could at least accept this sort of directive. Yugi would be putting his anger aside just briefly, sighing. "... Okay. Fine. Obligatory exploration and game mechanics quest," he observed. Still... his anger would never be gone for long. Only a second later, he was pointing at that hologram of a screen with an accusatory finger. "You're still a dumb fucking bitch! How about exploration first?! No, you'd rather be like 'hey go fuck a slime and each other!' I don't care how awesome it is! Make it make some goddamn fucking sense, you piece!"

In time, even that tirade would reach its end. Yugi collected a high-collared, loose white shirt from their inventory and decided to pair it with loose-fitting black pants that seemed suited for martial arts. That set was completed by a pair of black canvas shoes. Foregoing undergarments entirely, he started slipping into the pants right away... only to hear Miko mention being dressed... by him. One leg into his breeches, Yugi paused and stared quizzically. "When I'm ready to what now?" he asked as if he had no memory of any agreement. That thing about her tights was surely something said decades ago, right?

[Apollymi]

A rant of epic proportions was coming on... and Miko was about to witness it. She'd often been accused of going on major tirades because of major or minor perceived inconveniences. She might even admit to 'throwing tantrums' from time to time. But nothing could have prepared her for the sheer and unadulterated rage that came from Yugi. His type of anger was different, completely logical and absolutely destructive in its nature. She could only listen to his ranting in awe as he dismantled 'Brainface' and pointed out the flaws in his logic, the overused tropes and how even in doing something different there had been a lack of applied logic. It was brutal at best, and terrifying at worst.

Miko didn't feel any particular way about it in the moment, but she came to one conclusion overall. She never wanted to hear a rant like that, where she was the subject matter. She didn't think her small blossom of self-esteem would survive the harshness of that world. No... she was sure it wouldn't. There would be no Miko if she sat through that kind of rant about herself. She'd have to become something drastically different to recover. She'd have to become an intrinsically different being on a spiritual and physical level to avoid collapsing under the scrutiny of his fury. There was so much to take in, when he finally took a moment to think about what she'd said, she felt, awkward about drawing attention to herself. "You said, I couldn't put back on my panties or tights until you put them on me... and I am not going to be the one who ends up on the receiving end of one of those rants, because I accidentally cut you out of a degen bucket list item. So, Daddy, are you dressing me?" she asked earnestly. Well, that didn't mean she didn't enjoy Yugi's attitude, in fact, something about his ranting quite literally stirred her loins, but that had to just be the masochist...

[Bloodedge]

In the midst of a furious rant against their overseer, Yugi nearly lost his grasp on the current place and situation. It wasn't until Miko interrupted his donning of pants that Yugi even acknowledged anything but the focus of his own rant. The topic of Miko's tights had completely slipped his mind after all the craziness they'd been through thus far. Miko hadn't forgotten though. No, she was quick to remind him of the deal, if only to avoid being at the receiving end of his ranting. "Why the fuck would I start ranting over that?" he asked. Certainly though, Yugi would have such a tirade in the right situation. Whatever the case, he supposed that was something he'd demanded. "You actually want me to do that? I mean... fuck it; it's just an excuse to me."

With that said, Yugi slipped the other leg into his breeches, pulling them onto his hips with little to no grace at all. Not at all willing to walk around barefoot any longer, he slipped into the shoes as well. Then, with only his shirt missing, he bounced up and turned toward Miko. "So what's it gonna be? I'm guessing you didn't go buying something even hotter than what I already picked. Let's have it," he urged. Yugi stood before the lass with one hand outstretched and awaiting whatever form of tights she had ready.

[Apollymi]

Miko's rather awkward interruption hadn't gotten her head bitten off, at least not in a way that would have made her become someone else. No, the lad simply broke away from his rant, wondering why he would go into a tirade over 'something like that'. Miko had a few ideas as to why, and because she was also an awkward and neurotic individual, she'd point them out. "Likely because it would be too many little things sitting on top of each other. Annoyance presented, put to the side, and then brought back up with larger emphasis every time it happens. Again, I want none of that... and I know already I can be pretty annoying... so, I'm stepping around obvious landmines," she said giving a curt nod. She had some reasonable understanding of personalities when gaming was involved. If she continued to consider this the way she considered her otome gameplay, she could easily figure out the rest of the lad's personality. Not that this was her intention. Moving past that point there was the matter of her attire, which she'd been told he had to place back on her. To him it was just an excuse, did she actually want him to do it though?

"Yes, I do... for reasons..." she admitted almost sheepish. She was soon running her hand over the back of her head and looking a bit sheepish. There was the matter that it was an agreement and as such it was something she wanted to follow through. Her own OCD wouldn't allow her to break her word very easily. Besides, that, his attentions were growing on her at a fairly steady rate and she enjoyed physical touch as part of her favorite forms of intimacy. Though this was only a recent realization, she saw no reason not to take advantage. Besides, that, there was also something always ticking in her head while she watched him do things and listened to him speak... she liked the idea of taking orders from him and relying on him so long as she wasn't burdening him. So... at the end she was left with a rather simple desire. As for what she'd decided, a simple black set of the items he'd purchased were the ones she'd be wearing. A black and lacy pair of cheeky thongs, a pair of matching black lace thigh-highs and a bra of the same type. She'd pluck them from the inventory and hand them over. "This set. I definitely am not quite bold enough to pick anything for myself just yet. Maybe if we make it back I'll go shopping like a normal person," she mused. Her aunt did always suggest a place, but she definitely wasn't going to go in there... well, she wouldn't' have before, but now... with someone who liked seeing her in such things, she could see it. There were also quite a few bonuses to that potential future. Enough to leave her thinking about it almost absently while watching the lad get up in a pretty atheletic way. She watched his core and torso with unbroken attention while she spoke and waited to be strangely accommodated.

[Bloodedge]

There was justification to be found in Miko's belief that he could send such rants her way. Even so, he wouldn't be seeing it presently. So much of his anger was focused on the nameless, faceless administrator, he couldn't even imagine being upset about anything else. "Well that would require me being less bothered by other dumb shit going on. Never gonna happen," he insisted. "But, whatever works for you," he concluded. From Yugi's own perspective, the girl had no reason to fear his ire. She surely had a thousand methods of quelling it anyway, if she ever chose to acknowledge that... or if she even needed to do so for any reason.

Ah, 'reasons'. That was the only excuse given as to why she wanted him equipping her undergarments. That was such an empty word, yet full of so much meaning just beneath the surface. He looked the girl in her eyes, and he saw a form of depth only achievable by pure deviance within her. 'Reasons' was a strong code. She could have meant everything in the book, from a desire to place herself in a submissive position, to a similar desire to place herself in a position of power. It could have been either, both, and/or everything between. Yugi would decide his own purpose, however... and with it came the lad settling on what Iino Miko was in his mind. "... Onako," was all he said. There was no further hesitation from there. Yugi took hold of the black articles Miko wanted equipped, first preparing the thong. "Hm. Weird; I never thought I'd be doing this. Not this way around, and not... for a reason like this," he commented absently. Having a sickly younger sister, dealing with a girl's clothes was nothing new. Whether putting them on or taking them off, he'd done it all. Still, it felt very different now ─ especially without the pretense of their earlier exchange. "Anyway, I'll start the way that makes sense. Lie back, bend over, or... whatever works for you I guess."

[Apollymi]

Justification presented and counter made. According to Yugi, he'd have to be less bothered about all the random stuff, to find himself in the position to be annoyed by Miko's antics. Which he claimed wasn't going to happen. She could have taken that a few ways, the first of which would be that he was easily annoyed by other things and less easily annoyed by her. The other would be that there were tiers to this anger to be navigated. Regardless, she'd be left to her own devices, "Hai hai, I'll just be working on a corrective action plan... putting in a box for later~" she claimed almost playfully. If he was certain it wouldn't be a problem, she'd trust him, still... she knew her own absurdity wasn't always going to be overlooked. She'd do what she did best, and initiate a distraction of some sort, when the time came.

Moving on, what was going on in Miko's mind? Was she aiming to put herself into a dominant position, or a submissive one? Well the answer to that question was mostly unknown to Miko as well. There were benefits to both, and she liked the idea of both. The deviance in her mind was going haywire as she tried to figure out which method to use. While she mulled over her desires, Yugi seemed to settle on something, a reference for her... Onako. "Hm? Do I like that?" she wondered. "I do like the way it feels in my ears..." she mumbled softly. But what about her positioning. Yugi mentioned that he didn't think he'd be doing this... this way for this reason. But he handled clothes with care, he was ready to dress her and even offered her options. It was interesting to see. Something that outside of the pure deviance of the previous moment she'd not been given enough time to mull over... There was definitely something there. Still, what about her positioning? 'Laying back is a princess-y I'd like it, but I think I like it better for removal. I could stand and lean over him, using it him as part of the thing, but then I'd have to look at him... and that would be too embarrassing still...' she thought quickly her face reddening as she imagined how wrong that could go for her. She could go for both... technically. She choose to lean over him, in front but facing him. She'd place her left hand on his shoulder as support and raise one leg and then the other, while still remaining on her tip toes in general. This way she could watch him, without her face being directly visible but also still think for herself. And if he looked he'd still get the full side angle of her entire body going up, until her now more massive bosom played its role of gently blocking her face without a bit of extra work to see.

[Bloodedge]

Yugi wasn't bothered or concerned about dealing with Miko's undergarments. He'd equip or unequip them for deviant purposes, or simply for no reason at all. The former, however, was a much better cause. Before a decision was made regarding how he'd be putting those frilly things on the lass, however, Miko had some thoughts regarding the name he gave her. She wasn't initially sure if she liked it, but soon decided she liked... the way it felt in her ears? "... That's probably the weirdest way you could have said that sentence, but alright," Yugi conceded. Miko would remain Onako regardless of her opinion on the name, but it could only be a positive thing if she actually approved of it.

What of Miko's actual decision though? It seemed she'd neither face him nor turn away. Instead, she put herself in a position to bear witness without being seen too directly. He took no issue with that approach, though it also wasn't something he'd let Miko live down. For now, he could at least entertain her decision by keeping that thong steady enough to slip over one foot, then the other. In doing so, Yugi quirked a brow in observation. "Hm. That's weird," he said with no given reason as to why. Moving on, Yugi decided it was in his best interest to lift the undergarments up past Miko's thighs, that he might hurry along and get to the thigh-highs. All the while, he made his observation about her... unusual choice in position. "You know next time, I won't do it without very direct, prolonged eye-contact."

[Apollymi]

Miko watched as this process started and Yugi seemed all but bothered. It gave the impression that this was something he dealt with often enough to not freak out about it. Besides, that there had been quite a bit of skill involved when her panties had been removed the first time. Assumptions were made about a lack of general experience, before but not all skills used were developed in the same way. Speaking of things not developed in the same way, Miko's word usage had yet to become anything other than weird to the lad, she couldn't help herself really, "I know it's weird, but it like... sounds," she gave a bit of pause to think of how she'd describe that word and how it was used as a name... "Dynamic! Like multi-faceted or layered, maybe? Like the meanings could change depending on mood or tone or cadence and that I might still like all of them. It's hard to tell at first. I'm not a words person like that but the sound itself has that kind of feeling..." she tried to explain if only because she knew she was quite weird for her choice in description but could tell that she'd probably like the name after a few moments of thought. Well, she had a couple of friends who'd likely tell her a thousand things such a combination could mean as words.

Moving on from this, her chosen position was doing exactly what she thought it would. It gave her the ability to watch but hid her own face just a bit. She was allowed a touch of calmness while she tip-toed into her panties. And Yugi did what he claimed he would ever calm as he began sliding those panties up her thighs. His observations probably caught one of many oddities about the girl, that she was in a semi constant state of tip-toeing about even when not implicitly trying to be stealthy. It was part of how she moved in general. Though his quirked brow and unspecified commentary would make her brows furrow. "I don't know if I like that without context. What's weird?" she asked quickly, anxiety was a major problem for her, and she'd been advised to confront things which made her anxious recently. What came next was a very direct bit of observation. The next time he wanted very direct prolonged eye-contact. "Really? Are you trying to kill me? Because... that really might kill me. I could faint. Minimum. Or like spazz out and run off without even finishing getting dressed because I've already done too much. Mental shutdown is real," she said earnestly. Truthfully being under this lad's gaze was something which would have made her squirm even while knowing he didn't dislike her, that glare was a strange thing to witness.