Unlikely Hero: A Sexy LitRPG Ch. 01

Author's Disclaimer: All characters depicted are over 18, etc. etc. Enjoy!

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My eyes fluttered open. I could feel the soft grass beneath my body. I stood up to get a better look at my surroundings. I was in a large field on the side of a sizable hill. Looking down toward the bottom of the hill, I could see a forest that filled the expanse for miles in every direction.

The air was comfortable, but the warm breeze let me know how little I was wearing. Looking down, I saw a fur panel barely covering my breasts and another hanging just over my sex and butt. A simple rope wrapped around my waist to hold the loin cloth. Two more ropes, one just above, the other just below my tits held the fur over my chest. I looked around, glad that I didn't see anyone.

I took a couple calming breaths and took stock again. Just as I was about to walk around a bit and decide where to go next, I heard what sounded like a small bell being rung. I looked around to find the source of the tinkling when a small winged creature popped into existence right in front of my face. There was even an audible "pop". Out of shock, I backed up a step just to get the thing out of my face and tried to swat it away.

The creature deftly dodged my swings, but didn't come any closer either.

"Hey! What are you doing!? These wings are fragile!" a small voice exclaimed.

I stopped swatting and took a closer look at the bug which, turned out, was not a bug at all. While the wings looked like a bright blue butterfly, the body was of a small woman. It wasn't clear if she was wearing clothes or not. She had a slightly darker blue sheen, similar to the wings, over her entire body that faded into recognizable human-like skin at her mid thigh and lower arms. I found myself squinting at her tiny form to determine if that covering was part of her body or not.

"My eyes are up here, you horny human!" came the tiny voice.

"W-what? I'm not..."

"Human? You most certainly are. I can see it right here on your stats screen, don't try to lie to me!"

"Huh? No, horny, I'm not horny!" I insisted.

"Oh, you are definitely horny," the girl retorted. "It says right here. Your subclass is 'horny'."

"What? What are you talking about? Subclass?" I said, confused.

The creature seemed to be looking at something unseen beside her.

"Your intelligence stat must be wrong though. It says here your intelligence is an 18, but you are clearly.. well, not that high," the little fairy said, smiling back at me patronizingly.

"Wait, I am smart, I...I just..." I argued.

"Don't worry, sweety, I know everything about you from your profile here." She pointed at something I couldn't see. I gave up trying to convince her of anything. Why should I even care what she thinks?

"You know I can't see that, right?" And then, under my breath, I added, "Stupid fairy."

"What do you mean...?" the girl started, then looked at the invisible screen a little closer then back at me. "Right, sorry."

Suddenly a translucent screen appeared in front of my face.

"And I'm not a fairy," the little thing blurted out as it flew close to my face again, obscuring my view of the screen. "I'll ignore the 'stupid' part - since I was being a teensy bit - stupid."

I was ignoring her, though, and trying to see the information on the screen. I didn't get any further than the top section:

Name:???

Level: 1

Race: Human

Class: Slut

Subclass: horny

"What?!" I screamed. "My class is 'Slut'? What does that even mean?"

"It means," the pixie began in a very even, business-like cadence, "that you are a 'Horny Slut'."

"Huhmf, that is offensive," I retorted. "And just not right!"

"I assure you, it is most certainly correct. The System does not make mistakes," she replied.

"Well, it did this time! That is not me," I insisted.

"Look," the not-fairy started. "When you were, shall we say, relocated here, the System determined your attributes based on your physical and mental state at the time. Your class and subclass are assigned based on what the System determines would be the best course for you."

"I. Am. Not. A. Slut!" I reiterated, stepping close and pushing my face towards the fairy.

"Oh yeah? Then what are you?" she replied, putting her little fists on her hips and not moving away in the slightest.

I straightened back up as I tried to remember my life before this field. Only...there was nothing. I couldn't remember my past at all. I looked back at the status screen and noticed that my name was blank.

"I...I can't remember," I admitted.

"Right, that's not unusual." The fairy's voice went back to its usual calm tone. "Now, can we get back to your introduction? I've got hundreds of people to support and I've already spent more time with you than is customary. Now, sit down so I can get this over with."

I sat down without even considering that there was any other option. I was confused as to why I couldn't remember anything of my past. Immediately, I got a warm, pleasant feeling. The winged woman fluttered down to sit on my thigh.

"First off, I am your System assigned Flitterpixie," she began. "My name is Aerelle. My job is to keep you alive as long as possible." That was interesting.

"Please tell me you're good at your job," I interrupted.

The small woman looked away nervously before continuing.

"I have not been the highest in customer...longevity." She looked back up at me, "but I have a good feeling about you!" she said with what I hoped was not mock confidence.

"Not the highest!?" I asked. "What does that mean?"

"I'm overloaded, okay!?" she blurted. "I have way more people to help than any of the other Flitterpixies and...and..."

"And what?" I prodded.

"T..they cheat!" The girl finally got out. "I don't know how, but they can't be following the same rules!"

"Uh huh." I replied skeptically. This did not give me a lot of confidence in Aerelle.

"Can we please just focus? I'm running out of time here."

"Fine. Continue," I said.

"Your status screen," she flew up beside the translucent information hanging in the air. "Is your primary source of information about yourself and what you should be striving for. These are your attributes." The woman gestured again at the screen and a section magnified slightly.

Strength: 4

Dexterity: 11

Charisma: 19

Vitality: 15

Wisdom: 8

Intelligence: 18

Willpower: 10

Luck:???

"Your Charisma attribute is, as expected for a 'Slut', quite high," Aerelle pointed out.

"I'm not a slut!" I retorted. The pixie ignored me and continued.

"Your Intelligence, however, is unusually high for that class. Most Sluts have no use for Intelligence. It would have been better to have those points in Dexterity, if you know what I mean." Did she just wink at me? "Ughum, anyway, these values influence how you interact with the world. Need to lift a big boulder? Your Strength score will determine if you can or not."

"But why have these numbers at all if it's just a reflection of my body?" I asked.

"Because it's not," the blue creature replied. "These values are initially set to represent how you came into this land, but they aren't actually tied to your physical form, either body or brain."

The little woman got a devious look.

"For example," she smirked.

I saw the Willpower stat suddenly get a modifier.

Wilpower: 10 (-10)

Effectively dropping it to zero.

"Show me your tits, slut," the woman commanded.

I didn't even consider not obeying and lifted what there was of the fur covering my chest releasing my perfectly shaped breasts.

"I'm NOT a slut!" I insisted, yet again.

"Says the girl showing her Flitterpixie her naked breasts." Holy shit, I thought, not only did I not resist, I... wanted to obey! It gave me a little thrill to do what the little woman commanded.

"See," Aerelle said triumphantly. "The System has complete control over you, and the world, to make these numbers a reality regardless of your body." She flew down to my left breast. "And what a body it is!" she exclaimed. Aerelle pulled her arm way back and slapped my nipple as hard as she could. The shock and pleasure of her flicking my nipple caught me off guard and I gasped in surprise.

"Oooo, you liked that, didn't you?" the little pixie said. She waved her hand again and the modifier on your Willpower disappeared. Immediately, I grabbed the fur and pulled it back down to cover my chest.

"What the fuck?!" I yelled.

"Oh, don't get mad. I was just proving my point."

"Why not give me super strength rather than making me strip and then molesting me?!" I countered. "That was totally uncalled for!"

I started to reach for the tiny creature, but she backed away quickly wagging her finger at me.

"No, no, no!" she admonished and the modifier returned to my Willpower stat. "Stop that right now!"

I froze then relaxed as the warm feeling of contentment came back.

"I'm really sorry about that, okay?" the blue one began. "I'm going to finish my little tutorial, then leave you to your own devices. Can you... not get violent or do I need to keep you like this until I'm done?"

I was still perturbed, but I wasn't going to hurt her.

"I wasn't going to hurt you. I just...never mind. I'll be good."

"Great," and with a flick of a finger, the Willpower modifier disappeared once again. I didn't feel any different, but the girl continued talking. "As you have already seen, various things like magic, objects, clothes, diseases, lots of stuff, can modify your attributes for good or bad."

She gestured at the status screen again and another section rose up to be highlighted.

"Below your attributes are your skills," Aerelle continued.

Skills: Cupid's Arrow

"These are actions you can take or just additional passive aspects that could be good or bad." She squinted a little as she read my skills and looked uncertain, but pushed on. "You can read about those in detail later. As you gain levels or complete quests or the like, you might get additional skills."

"What is..." I tried to ask about my skills, but Aerelle interrupted.

"I'm not familiar with all the skills, there are literally millions. Please, just let me finish."

I stayed quiet and just let her continue.

"Finally, if you think about quests while you're on this screen..." The pixie paused.

She seemed to be waiting for something. She mumbled something under her breath about eighteen intelligence, then repeated, louder.

"If you THINK ABOUT QUESTS..."

Oh, she wanted me to think about quests?

Suddenly, the screen quickly morphed into a new window with a short list.

Active Quests:

- Kill or subdue a creature of a higher level than you

Reward: Based on the difference in levels

- Acquire clothing and gear appropriate for your class

Reward: Sigil of minor protection

"These are quests that you really should focus on," Aerelle said. "They are designed to keep you moving in the right direction."

"Right direction?" I asked. "According to who?"

"Whom, dear, according to whom," the pixie replied. I gave her the most scorching look possible until she coughed and continued as if I should already know the answer. "Well, The All Powerful, God, The System, whatever you want to call it, The Benevolent Creator of everything." She swept her arms out and did a little spin in the air.

I was skeptical. So far, this seemed more like a game. Granted, it was a REALLY lifelike game, but it had all the hallmarks of a VR simulation. Wait, how was it that I knew about VR simulations, but I didn't remember my own name. It was like I knew information about the world I came from, but no specific memories. Aerelle's words, however, brought me back to the moment.

"So that's your primer." Then her cadence changed to one of clear boredom and she began a rote memorized spiel she had clearly given too many times. "The world is vast and wonderful. It is also dangerous, but you are special and talented. Work hard, get stronger, and become the person you were always meant to be." I was pretty sure that flat delivery was not how that speech was meant to be given.

"Right," I responded, getting ready to launch into the numerous questions that I had. Unfortunately, the Flitterpixie had other plans.

"Got a few hundred people left to help today, gotta go. Don't die." And with that, she simply popped out of existence with the faint sound of a bell.

"Wait! What am I...?" but my words fell only on empty air.

I stood up and, once again, took a look around.

I started walking down the hill toward the edge of the forest and noticed a road leading out of the forest and around the hill to your right.

As I approached the edge of the woods, I saw a small, white rabbit munching on something near the foot of a large tree. At nearly the same time, I caught a glimpse of movement to my left. Padding slowly and stealthily towards the bunny was a large, gray wolf.

While it hadn't yet noticed me, being even this close to such a large beast was frightening. Doubly so since I had no weapon. I did have that arrow spell, but I wasn't really sure what it did.

I might be able to sneak back the way I came, but I couldn't let that cute little bunny get eaten right in front of me. I wasn't exactly sure what Cupid's Arrow did, but maybe I would end up with a wolf companion, if the spell caused it to love me!

Now that I thought about it, though, I'd never used a skill and I wasn't sure how to send the arrow toward the wolf. Suddenly, that thought took shape into a short arrow with a heart head that shot straight towards the wolf. The arrow hit the animal right in its flank. The beast stumbled to the side then turned its head towards me.

Its eyes locked onto me and it started to walk casually toward me, now ignoring the rabbit. It took a few steps toward me before I caught a glimpse of its large, red penis sticking out from its fury hood. I started to back away as I realized what the wolf now had on its mind.

"Woaw, buddy. Put that thing away," I pleaded.

Just before I was about to turn and run, I saw a white blur from my right that hit the wolf in the neck. I blinked and the wolf was dead, bleeding out from a large wound on what was left of its throat. The cute little bunny was now sitting next to the twitching wolf calmly chewing on - grass? I hoped it was grass. Its mouth, however, now showed a rim of blood.

"Holy shit," I whispered to myself not wanting to draw that monster's attention. I continued to back away slowly. Luckily, the rabbit didn't seem to care about me in the slightest.

The direction that took me away from this grisly scene the quickest brought me to the road winding around the hill. As my view of the bunny was finally obscured by the curve of the hill, I relaxed.

Well, I learned some valuable lessons from that encounter. For one, I couldn't assume that something wasn't dangerous just because it looked small and cute. Second, my Cupid's Arrow skill should be used carefully. That wolf would surely have had its way with me if the rabbit hadn't killed it. Finally, I figured out how to use a skill! Turns out you just had to think about what you wanted to do.

Then I noticed a small prompt at the edge of my vision. I mentally wished for it to activate and a new overlay obscured part of my vision:

"New Achievement:

-Skilled-

You've done the most basic thing ever beyond breathing! You used a skill for the first time!

Reward: The incredible sense of achievement at performing the most simple of tasks!... And an iron loot box."

I felt vaguely insulted, but I got something called a loot box! So, how was I supposed to open that? I couldn't immediately see any indication of what I needed to do, so I decided to hold off until I could figure out where I was.

The road was really just a couple of grooves running along the countryside. Clearly, this path was mostly traveled by carts.

A strange couple approached from the direction of the forest with a large man taking the lead. As they came closer, I realized that the man only had one eye in the center of his forehead, a cyclops! It then occurred to me that I might not know if the cyclops was actually male. The size of its pecks could actually be female breasts. Then I glanced towards the creature's crotch and noticed the tip of a monstrous dick peeking out from under a fur kilt. That thing almost reached his knees!

The couple, now just a few meters away, stopped and a female voice brought me back to the moment. I hadn't realized I was staring.

"Quite a specimen, isn't it?"

"Oh, uh, yes, he's very impressive," I replied, quickly looking up and hoping that the woman hadn't noticed my gaze.

"Haha, I was referring to that snake between his legs. I know you saw it, you horny slut." My hopes were dashed and the woman took pleasure in teasing me, it seemed.

"I'm not a slut!" I blurted, almost out of reflex.

"Don't try to lie to me, cutie, I can see everything about you," the woman retorted.

Now that I had the time to take a better look at her, she was impressive. Also, what I took to be priestess robes at a distance were clearly not, unless this world's version of priestess attire did not include modesty. The robes she wore had a dark red color with intricate symbols embossed in gold throughout with additional gold trim. It left her sides completely exposed, only connecting the front and back just above her waist. A good breeze would probably expose her completely as she didn't seem to be wearing any underwear. She was about my size with long, gray hair reaching to below the curve of her rear. She looked like she might be in her thirties, but the gray hair and some unknown sense told me that she was likely much older.

"Or, perhaps, you are just lying to yourself," the woman continued. "Until you come to terms with who you are, you will never reach your potential. The Creator gave you that class because that is who you are deep down." She got a thoughtful look. "Or because you are being punished for something."

"What?" was all I could get out after that.

The woman looked like she was scheming about something, then looked around, checking if anyone else was nearby. Despite my lack of memory, I was pretty sure I had never felt palpable foreboding before, but that was exactly the sense I was getting.

The woman's eyes traveled, unapologetically, up and down my body.

"You are a pretty one," she started, stepping around the cyclops to approach within an arm's length. "And no matter why you are a slut, the fact remains that you are pretty much free for the taking for someone like me."

I tried to step back only to find that I was frozen in place. I felt myself rise into the air until my toes left the ground, then I spun slowly around until I was facing away from the scary woman. A breeze tickled the bare skin of my ass as the loin cloth was lifted.

"Oh, my. Yes, a pretty one, indeed," the woman intoned.

"What the hell, lady!?" I yelled. "I don't know who you think you are, but I am not some toy for you to play with!"

"Ha, ha, ha, that's where you're wrong," the woman said in a slow, sultry voice as I was turned back to face her. "By making you a Slut, The Creator might as well have put a sign above you that says, 'Fuck me.'" The woman sneered as she stepped closer. "By giving you a subclass of 'Horny,' they added another line to that sign that says, 'I'll love it.'"

The older woman let a snicker slip as she reached for my chest. She wasn't gentle and squeezed hard. I expected pain, but, instead, my mind was jolted by pleasure and I moaned involuntarily.

"See," the woman said, looking right into my now drooping eyes. "You love it." As much as I hated to admit it, the woman was right, part of me wanted her to continue. The older woman looked around again, clearly uncomfortable with anyone seeing what she was doing to me.