The Fatality
Logan entered the house and almost immediately gave into an overwhelming feeling of lust; gazing at the sleeping body, he felt a sudden urge overcome him, and much like the desire to breath, Logan needed to fuck this chick.
She was his ex from a few weeks past. Her name could be Sarah or something; he didn't really care either way. What mattered was that she had sent him a drunken snap inviting him over to "play", as she phrased it.
Upon entering the house, he was greeted with a sight most splendid, for the Sarah chick was sprawled out across the sofa defenselessly.
He made his way over to her, slow at first, not trying to wake her. As he approached, his breathing grew increasingly erratic, like that of a wild animal. Finally arriving in front of her, he looked down at his pants, his no longer flaccid cock straining against his jeans and bulging towards her face. Logan gazed at her luscious body thirstfully, every fiber of his being wanting to fuck her sideways.
Suddenly, he yanked the covers from her body, smiling as he did so. Afraid of her waking up before he could have his fun, he hurriedly brought his face to hers, savoring the taste of her lips as he tried to work his cock out of his pants, through her skirt and into her pussy. While in the midst of taking her panties off, he heard a light moan come out of her.
It was merely a trifling matter, but Logan's heart jumped regardless. Shaking his head and causing himself back into the zone, he looked down at the girl before him. She was probably 18 or 19- Logan couldn't recall properly. But she sure looked the part. The fresh femininity resounding off of her tranquil sleeping face left Logan momentarily breathless. Despite being something of a bitch, she sure was a beauty.
Logan maneuvered his little hands to the 2 lumps of flesh highlighting Sarah's chest. With childish glee he placed them both on the resounding mounds and slightly squeezed. Sheer bliss enfolded the man's hands; Sarah's perky areolas could be clearly felt through her button-up shirt.
At this point Logan could hardly even control himself and hurriedly started unbuttoning her shirt. The frenzied unbuttoning stirred her momentarily, but did not awaken her. Ripping her shirt open, Logan was blessed with a truly wondrous scene. Each breast perfectly tanned to match her skin tone; each breast perfectly in the serendipitous homeostasis of being not too big nor too small; each breast succulently complimenting each other in the competition for chest space.
Logan started to realign Sarah's panties under her skirt so that a hint of the prized pussy could be exposed. As he did so, he mounted himself at Sarah's feet and started guiding his eyes towards her pelvic region. Her glistening pussy looked delightful, and Logan was prepared to dig in.
Bringing his face closer and closer, he felt his erratic heartbeat quicken faster and faster until it felt ready to burst. Sarah's pristine little clit seemed too beautiful for a mere mortal girl to possess. Logan steeled his nerves and stuck his tongue out, just reaching her pussy before bashfully pulling it back into the recesses of his mouth.
Logan could feel his raging erection painfully rubbing up against his pants now, and thus decidedly started to quickly finish unbuttoning his pants. Thrusting his cock out, he aligned himself in optimal thrusting position and grabbed his cock. Just as he was about to finally make the thrust, he hesitated.
"Am I really about to rape this girl?" he asked himself.
Suddenly, he heard a piercing scream resound throughout the room; it was the girl. Sarah was paralyzed with fear. Having awoken to assault by such unscrupulous actions, the only thing her body was capable of doing was screaming. She shrieked at the top of her lungs, giving it her all as she didn't know if she would be given the chance to let another one out.
Logan panicked; he had never expected this scenario, truthfully. He had no clue as to what the background circumstances were or why Sarah was passed out drunk on the sofa, but he had the feeling that he was about to find out. The intense sensation of trepidation tore down at his poor heart and lungs as Logan prepared for the worst, mentally.
An explosive bang shot out throughout the room and a large man burst down one of the bedroom doors, actively charging at the offender and victim duo.
"Fuck, it's Sarah's brother," Logan mentally exclaimed.
Logan froze up and fell backwards off of Sarah, hitting his head against the table in the middle of the room in the process. He hurried to pull up his pants, preparing to fight his way out of the situation. He felt the acute sensation of his own precum spoil the inner linings of his underwear, but could hardly pay it any mind over the ever-looming threat of being beaten half to death. Logan struggled to get up, his head aching all over, his mind unstable and barely conscious. Successfully managing to stand in accordance to the wall, he made his way towards Sarah's brother- the way out of this hell. He stole a glance at Sarah's still uncovered body, ingraining the sight into his brain.
Logan shuffled towards the brother, lurching forward in a drunken manner. His eyes were glazed over, and he himself was barely hanging in there, with the last shreds of consciousness slowly disappearing with every passing moment. He shifted his weight to the front, no longer leaning on the wall for support. Attempting to bypass the brother, he held his arms out in a desperate attempt to push him out of the way. The brother easily sidestepped this, causing Logan to fall head first against the doorknob, knocking an artery loose in his head and instantly incapacitating him.
In minutes, the internal blood overflow caused major brain damage to poor Logan, and he could tell that regardless of the quality of medical care received, he was about to die.
"How did this happen?" he wondered.
"I only wanted to lose my virginity..."
As he passed on to his next life, he heard a 'ding' go off in his head.
[Requirements met. Activating <
With that, he awoke in an open field. A world full of mystical adventures, powerful experts, and most importantly of all, cute girls, were now Logan's to grasp hold of. For little did Logan know, <