This choice: "Let's play a tabletop game, where you're the star character~." • Go Back...Chapter #8Forced role-play with a horny horse nerd by: lkjuiop   "A...g-game?" You stammer.
"Oh, yes! A fun little one-on-one role-playing game! You've heard of those before, haven't you? This one's just...a little more personal."
The horse nickers gleefully as his hands move over you. He lifts the DM screen and places it behind you, effectively trapping you inside, with only the edge of the table unprotected. You push against the screen, but it's far too heavy to knock over. Your equine captor simply watches the whole thing with delight.
"P-Please, I...I don't know how I got here. I just want to go home." You whimper.
"Of course! Any good hero wants to return home. But first, they have to undergo a dangerous quest, filled with frightening creatures!"
"B-But, you said you weren't going to hurt me!"
"Oh, I won't be doing anything, but who knows what those vicious monsters will do to you? What's a good adventure without some risk?" He says, letting out a gross snort-laugh as he does so. "Oh man, this is gonna be so much more fun than the normal sessions I DM This one is gonna have actual stakes!"
"B-But-"
"Come on, now. I just wanna play a game with you. It's been so long since I've gotten to play with anyone. All my figurines are broken, too."
"B-But..."
You glance over to the side, noting the cute little statue of a fox wizard you were trapped with. The horse's face goes red.
"It's broken."
"It...it looks fine."
He snatches it up, drops it on the floor, and stomps on the poor little figurine multiple times. You can't tell exactly what's going on, but you can hear the sound of plastic breaking.
When he finally returns it, the poor fox is completely crushed and in pieces.
"See?" The horse says between pants. "So, you'll have to be the main character."
The horse nerd notices how terrified you are. He smirks, reveling in the power he has over you, and takes the broken figurine out of sight. He leans in close. His breath stinks of scones.
"Listen, tiny. You play my game and win? I'll help you out. I'll give you to someone who's stupid enough to treat micros like you with respect. You have my word."
"And...if I lose?"
His grin widens, and he looks at you with wild, perverted eyes.
"Then you'll have to face the consequences."
There's no real choice here. Saying no might lead to him doing to you what he did to that statue. You weakly nod, much to the horse's delight.
"Good! Now, some gear for our noble hero."
He reaches over the screen, and places a familiar-looking staff in front of you. You cautiously pick it up. It's just plastic, and broken at the top, with the upper third barely still attatched and dangling to the side.
"Perfect! What a cute little wizard you make! Ready to head back to your peaceful village."
He lets out another snort-laugh as you cling to the flimsy staff.
"But alas, you've encountered a ferocious beast on your journey home."
You shudder. The horse clearly doesn't want to play an actual module with you. He just wants you to 'fight' something. You back up against the wall of the screen as the Horse takes off his pants.
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