This S.O.B. System

Asher sat on the couch watching TV. His parents were already in bed, but the new couple had wanted to finish the show. Tiff’s legs laid on his lap. He rubbed her feet as they sat in comfortable silence. 

 

At a boring part in the show he looked at his status screen. He had leveled with Tiff's help. In fact they both had. Ash eventually remembered his inspection glasses and showed her. She was jealous of course and borrowed them for a guild meeting to show them off. But he found out she was level 12, now 13. He wasn’t sure when he surpassed her but he assumed the trial. 

 

Name:	Asher Whitmore		Skills:
Alias:	Quinten Hardly		Acting	LVL MAX
System:	PORN STAR		STD Immunity	LVL MAX
Level:	15		Roleplaying	LVL MAX
Experience	515/30,000		Genitalia Control	LVL MAX
Title:	Lawful Good		Prop Manifestation	LVL MAX
Guild:	Community		Relationship Screen	LVL 6
Syscos:	2,703		Gardening	LVL 4
			Ahegao	LVL 6
HP:	94	/94	Slovene Language	LVL 2
MP:	75	/75	Survival	LVL 10
			Tracking	LVL 8
Stats:	0		Brawling	LVL 7
Strength:	32		Policing	LVL 8
Dexterity:	25		Economics	LVL 10
Endurance:	31		Pheromones	LVL MAX
Agility:	25		Battleshout	LVL 7
Wisdom:	25		Intimidation	LVL 6
Intelligence:	25		Powerstrike	LVL 5
Luck:	20		Taste Control	LVL MAX
Charm:	20		Justice	Level 2
			Libido Control	LVL MAX
Custom Stats:			Regal Presence	LVL 7
Dick Length	8.85 Inches		Eye for Art	LVL 5
Dick Diameter	1.85 Inches		Battle Instincts	LVL 12
Fertility	Off
Pheromones	20
Libido	10

With all the sex he was able to level his Ahegao skill, but everything else was the same. Now it was 80%. It had been a little over a month since the guild had formed. Now they were in early May. His musical was supposed to be weeks ago, but there were some legal issues with the music they used that had to be ironed out. Now it was planned for next week. 

 

The guild itself had transformed. They bought the warehouse with the dungeon entrance and the building next to it. A Dungeoneer had been found and was more than happy to work on it. They had the System for a couple years, but never got to level it since no one knew what to do with it. They joined the guild and got to work. 

 

The warehouse with the dungeon would be a new training area, per Ash’s request. It would be ready to use in a month. Since they were a guild they actually received a 10% discount from the store for guild purchases. Syscos were pouring in now for the guild and they were able to buy most everything on Wayne’s wish list. 

 

The warehouse was a package deal with another one next to it. That one was better maintained and would be the Guild Hall after more renovations. All of this cost a bunch of money. So Ash and Tiff had grinded roleplays. They did the sultan mostly, with jewels and gold. It was a fun encore. Apparently the sultan had married the slave and were making a baby. Ash was happy for them. She of course had to wear the bikini. She looked amazing in it despite being pretend pregnant. 

 

The odd thing was he didn’t get any skills for these Roleplays. He hadn’t done repeat performances before, so maybe it had something to do with that. A part of him felt that his Roleplays didn’t have any more skills to learn. Or maybe the skills they had weren’t skills in the System. Like the sultan he expected him to have a sword fighting skill, but maybe that is not a System Sanctioned skill. He would have to Roleplay more to find out. 

 

Ash was brought out of his thoughts from a knock on the door. Tiff raised her legs so he could get up. “Who is here at this hour?” He grumbled like an old man.  

 

He opened the door to be tackled by a short bright blonde headed girl. “Asher!” She yelled as he stumbled back in the house. Her accent was far less noticeable now. 

 

“Zora?!” He asked, laughing. He picked her up like she weighed nothing. She had put on a few pounds since he saw her last, but that’s what happened when your captors didn’t starve you. She felt light as a feather as he twirled her overhead. Her hair scraped across the ceiling. 

 

“I missed you,” she said, reaching down to him. 

 

“I missed you too,” he said, bringing her in for a hug. 

 

They stood like that for a minute. A cough brought him out of that feeling of warmth that was building up. Asher looked over to see Tiffany staring angrily at him. 

 

Asher slowly pried Zora off of him. She was surprisingly strong. “Zora. You didn’t tell me you were coming.” He said, trying to assure Tiff. 

 

“I went online and saw your prom was happening Saturday. I wanted to keep our promise. I took a break from school to surprise you,” she said. A smile on her face he remembered their promise. 

 

“I totally forgot. You’re supposed to get tickets weeks in advance. I don’t know if I can get ahold of any,” he said truthfully. She looked a little sad at that. “Um there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. This-this is my girlfriend Tiffany.”

 

Zora’s head shot over to see the taller pink and blue haired girl. “Hi, Asher's told me so much about you. I feel like I know you already?” Tiffany ran over and hugged the small girl. They separated for a second. Staring at one another. 

 

“Why are you here so late?” Asher asked. 

 

“My flight got delayed,” she answered slowly. Her face became deep red. He knew this was not a good situation. 

 

After some quiet Tiffany announced, “well this is awkward. You and I have some talking to do.” At the last sentence she wasn’t talking to Ash, but Zora. Without another word Tiff dragged the small girl out the door and slammed it. 

 

Asher stood there in shock. Words ran through his mind, but no coherent thought came. “Is the drama over?” His mom asked from the darkened hallway. 

 

He gulped blushing. “I doubt it,” he admitted. 

 

—-

 

Tiffany’s heart pounded in her chest. She felt angry, upset, betrayed, all of the bad feels; but most of all she felt turned on. Zora was way cuter in person. She hadn’t felt this way about someone since Asher. 

 

Her small frame was exactly what Tiffany had a thing for in women. Almost tiny, she had her bright hair braided in pigtails. She wore a short dress that was covered in flowers. Her muscles were firm, but her skin was so pale and cute. Tiff knew she had a kink for small girls. That’s why she had been so excited to see Amber from OMZ after their scavenger hunt. Tiff had been lusting after her for a while. 

 

This was not how she expected her night to go. She wanted a simple night for once. Some romance TV. Some sex. And then off to bed. Things had been perfect. Ash was as obsessed with her as she was with him. 

 

Sometimes she came off a little too clingy. Her ex-boyfriend had implied as much when he broke it off with her after cheating. He broke it off, she reminded herself angrily. He had cheated and he broke it off. 

 

She had been angry back then. Very angry. She had gotten drunk with a friend and made out with her. Then they had sex and she gained some levels. Angry at all men she quickly learned the beauty of women. It wasn’t till then that she found out that with submitting she also likes dominating. There was something hot about taking charge in a situation, even if most of the time she faked her confidence. 

 

Pulling up to her apartment. She ignored another call from Ash. 

 

-we will talk tomorrow. Girls night tonight- she sent angrily, her fingers never faster across the letters. 

 

“Come on girl. We have some talking to do,” Tiffany said, bringing Zora out of her thoughts. She had a couple of tears in her eyes but wiped them away. Taking the girl’s luggage Tiffany led the way. Zora lagged behind a little, but didn’t fight. 

 

Once inside Tiff put the bag down, went into her cupboard, and pulled out a bottle of wine. A friend at the sorority kept her stocked. 

 

Once a glass was poured she handed it to Zora. “I’m 19,” she said, pushing the glass away.

 

“Me too,” Tiffany said as she chugged from the glass. Soon it was empty. Zora laughed and did the same. She filled the glasses up again. “Let’s sit and chat.” 

 

Once they were on the couch they sat away from each other, fidgeting. Then Tiffany turned to her and began to speak. “I’m sorry for our pansy of a boyfriend. He said he would think on what to do. But apparently he didn’t. So it’s left to us to figure out what to do,” she said, sipping from her glass. 

 

“Our boyfriend?” Zora asked. 

 

“Yes. Our. He told me everything that happened between you two. He’s not the best at secrets,” Tiffany admitted. “He never said that you broke up. If you never broke up then it never ended.” She was matter of fact about this. 

 

“But all that he told me was his point of view. I’d really love to hear your side of things,” Tiffany said. Zora didn’t say anything so Tiff started. “My name is Tiffany Tyler. I’ve lived in Thousand Oaks, California since I was 5. My parents are divorced. I work at the police station with my dad as an assistant. I met Asher at our…club, about 2 months ago I think. We started dating soon after,” she said. 

 

“2 months?” Zora asked angrily. 

 

They had finished their wine. Tiff poured again and emptied the bottle. She soon had another ready. “Yep. That bastard,” she said with a laugh. “Now, I know I haven’t earned your trust or anything. And I’m sure you don’t like to talk about it. But I feel a kinship to you Zora. Would you mind telling me your story so I can understand you better?”

 

They sat in silence for a little bit sipping their wine. Then when Tiff was about to change the subject Zora spoke. At first it was a whisper and eventually her voice grew louder. She spoke about everything. Like a deluge the words came out of her. 

 

Zora didn’t mean to say so much, but with the wine and the weird situation, she felt something for the beautiful woman. She spoke about everything. Her parents. The small town she grew up in. Her Aunt and Uncle saving enough money to bring her to America. She even mentioned her favorite pet growing up. 

 

With the good stuff she also brought up the bad. Her kidnapping. Her stripping of rights as a human. Her rape was especially hard to get through. They had already downed the other bottle at that point. But she continued. The abuse. Her escape. Being turned back over to her abusers. It all came back. 

 

She was balling her eyes out at that point. Tiffany hugged her and they enjoyed the comfort. “Then what?” Tiff asked between sniffles. She too was crying. 

 

“Then I met Asher,” she said with a smile. They both smiled, staring at one another. “I knew him as Quinten then. I try to forget much from back then. But that look on his face when he saw me will always stay.”

 

“That look of devotion and love? That sparkle in his eye when he recognizes you?” Tiffany said with a sigh. 

 

“That one. I had seen so many men look at me like I was an object. It was the first time in a long time someone saw me as a person. And I didn’t look away. Then we….”

 

“The sex was amazing right?” Tiff asked with a knowing smile. 

 

“It was. He’s big. But that look in his eyes. I still remember it,” she said. “Then that night he showed up at my hotel room. I’d been there for a few days and I thought it was another of Aleksi’s guys having his way with me. But then I saw him. He had that same stare. And when he offered to help I got hope for the first time. Something made me believe him when he said he would help. Then I didn’t see him. And all I could think about was never seeing him again. I told myself he wouldn’t come. But I packed my bags anyway. It was nice to hope for once. And when I saw him at the shoot he gave me a wink and a smile. He had this confidence, there was no shame in his eyes like he was about to dash my hopes. My heart fluttered. We did our scene. The entire time I was nervous. I knew a million reasons it wouldn’t work. But mostly I didn’t want to see him hurt too. He talked me into running. When we got away I was in heaven. I really thought of just leaving with him. Never going back. He was confident he could help…he had this skill.”

 

“I know about his System,” Tiffany said. “I have one too.”

 

“You do?” Zora asked, amazed. She hadn’t met any others. “Is this common here?”

 

“More common than you would think,” Tiffany said. “Finish the story please. We can talk about that later.”

 

Zora nodded. “So he made everything we needed appear out of thin air. And he didn’t hesitate to help my friends. He fought for me. I’d never seen such a fight. He was bleeding everywhere. And he took us to his friend's house. We slept together. Side by side. He didn’t expect sex from me, though that would have been hard with all the other people. But it was the first time I was near a man that I felt at home. He gave me all the money he made. Didn’t want anything. And since then we text now and then. I’ve been busy recovering. It took me a few weeks before I could go to school without being scared. There were more people than I remembered. And whenever I felt scared I’d call or text Ash. He’d say something stupid. And I’d feel better.”

 

“That is the cutest fucking story,” Tiffany said wiping another tear. “I see why he loves you,” she admitted. 

 

“He loves me?” Zora asked.

 

“Of course. Do you think he would do all that for someone he didn’t?” Tiffany asked. They started drinking again. 

 

“No, but we barely knew one another,” Zora said blushing. 

 

“I barely knew him when I fell in love with him,” Tiffany admitted. “It was maybe a week. We’d met once before. We went on a sort of date and just talked. I don’t even think we talked that long. But I didn’t want it to stop. It felt so natural to talk to him. And before I knew it I was out of my pants and we were going to pound town.”

 

“So when did you start dating?” Zora asked. There was a slur to her voice. 

 

“Like a week later. He was supposed to come to our club and he didn’t show. I was heartbroken. I didn’t know what I was feeling then. But I felt like he already broke up with me. Turns out he was almost killed.”

 

“What?!” Zora exclaimed. 

 

“I don’t know if you know this yet about our boyfriend, but he tends to find danger. Anyway, he called me back and an emergency came up. One of my friends was kidnapped. No one could help. Not really. And Ash did his magic and boom we had a solution. She is one of my best friends, he had met her maybe twice. But Ash didn’t hesitate to help. Then he literally took the kidnapper guy head on. I mean it was hot. I’m in the back. The guy is going after my friend. Ash does this sexy as fuck yell. Draws the guys attention; literally gets in between them. Then knocks him down. He saved lives that day. I’m positive,” she said thinking about it. She had begun to get animated during the story. Jumping up she had added sound effects and swordplay movements. 

 

“You lead an exciting life,” Zora said eventually. 

 

“Sometimes. We started dating in the middle there somewhere. Really kind of happened. He asked. And at first I thought it was a joke. But I could tell he was serious. I’d been dreaming of it every night all week. And I couldn’t say no,” she admitted. 

 

“When did he tell you about me?” Zora asked, hesitantly. 

 

“First day I met him. My dad is a police captain. He made my other police friend sign a contract. He would give us some videos. We wouldn’t let anyone see them. But he and my other police friend had to find the perpetrators. My friend tried to fight it, she didn’t want the contract. But Ash demanded. He said he made a promise. And no one else could see them.”

 

Zora let some tears fall. “He remembered?”

 

“Of course. He told me he wanted to wait until they were in jail to tell you,” Tiffany said. 

 

Some more tears fell and the small girl smiled. “Now,” Tiffany said. “It’s getting late. And I don’t know about you, but I’m getting tired.”

 

“Umm ok. I can sleep on the couch, if it’s not too much trouble.”

 

“Oh no. You’re sleeping with me,” Tiffany said, dragging the girl to her room.