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Monster Hunter: Whore	By : Somburliss Category: +M through R > Monster Hunter Views: 21633 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(Chapters that contain smut will state it at the top of the chapter. Some character names used in this story are not official. It is difficult to use Field Team Leader as a character name.)
You raise your hand to shield your eyes from the sun, not accustomed to the tropical climate. Your snow-pale skin and waistlong blonde hair stand as testament to that fact. Still, you have no doubt that your skin will stand impervious to the sun’s rays, refusing to tan or burn just as it has your whole life. Your impossibly light skin tone has gotten you quite a lot of unwanted attention, and it’s unlikely that this sunny tropical land will be any different.
You stand clad in a tanned leather top, shaped like a tube top that exposes both your entire midriff and as much of your cleavage as possible while keeping your nipples concealed. Usually. Your crotch is covered by a short skirt of the same material, barely covering the bottom of your ass but showing maximum leg. Your figure draws a ton of attention to your state of dress, your enormous breasts threatening to bounce out of your top with every step. Walking or sitting the wrong way can cause the skimpy skirt to slide up to your waist, the inadequate material unable to hide the hump of your generous but tight bubble butt. Some hunters would be bothered by walking around like this, but not you. You had this armor crafted in the old world from the hide of a vicious beast, and you know it to be beneficial to your hunting skills. You’re not concerned with appearances. You’re far too mature and serious to be bothered by something trivial like that. People can think what they want, but you know you’re dressed optimally for the hunt.
“And here we are! This is Astera. Pretty impressive, huh? It must be comforting to be somewhere with so many big, strong men around to protect you from the scary monsters,” Zack mocks.
Field Team Leader Zack. He’s been your escort since you arrived at the New World. Admittedly, your arrival didn’t go quite as planned. If not for Zack’s rescue, you and your new handler, Liz, would’ve been monster food by now. And as long as you’re keeping up the admissions, your pussy is wet just being around this musclehead of a man, especially considering he’s basically your knight in shining armor. Too bad he’s such a douchebag. Either way, your body’s weakness to strong, protective men will have to get in line, because you’re a strong woman who can fend for herself. You were just caught without a weapon, that’s all.
“Wow, this place is amazing! I knew there was an operation put together out here, but I wasn’t expecting anything like this! Also the strong men are cool too. Not that I’m interested or anything. I’m only married to my research, hehe.” Well, Liz sure knows how to shrug off an insult. Or maybe she doesn’t realize she was insulted.
“No biggie. Marriage and lust are polar opposites anyway. Come on, I’ll show you around.” Zack proceeds to give you and Liz a tour of Astera.
“This is the Canteen. You can eat meals here before going on a hunt, and you’ll probably appreciate the strength it gives to your otherwise frail girl muscles.”
“Mhm,” you reply.
“This is the Workshop. Though I hope you’ll just waltz around in that slutty number you’re already wearing, you can make use of the Smithy’s skills to-”
“Craft or upgrade weapons and armor. Yup,” you interrupt.
“*ahem* And HERE’S the provisioner. He can sell you-”
“Basic supplies for use on my hunt. Yes, I know all of this already. I’m not a fledgling hunter. I’ve been at this for a while.”
“Well, aren’t you just a little miss know-it-all. If you really want to see something you’ve never seen before, follow me.” Liz tags along enthusiastically, her inquisitive interest piqued. However, you’re pretty sure she’s not expecting anything like what you find.
“This is the Lounge,” Zack says, pausing to let you both take in the sight. In front of you is one of the most tasteless sights you’ve ever seen. It’s a very large building, probably the largest in all of Astera. Raised platforms dot the interior, some with poles running up to the ceiling. Every platform has a woman dancing in revealing lingerie, swimsuits, or nothing at all. Well, not EVERY platform. A quick deduction suggests that the empty platforms would be worked by the girls who are currently working some men’s laps instead. A couple of the dancers seem to be into it, but most look embarrassed or downright humiliated. As they should be. You’d never be caught dead doing something so disgraceful. And the girls having sex are, of course, moaning like the sluts that they probably are. The entire sight is brought together by a band playing in the back, providing a soundtrack that oozes with sex and shadiness.
Zack continues, “Us men are hard at work, hunting monsters, researching them, maintaining the base… the list of our duties goes on.” From what you observed, women are also doing all of these things. “But we have certain needs, and fulfilling those needs keeps us in top condition and ready to protect our fragile women.”
“Okay, so you have a bunch of whores in your village. Congratulations. You certainly showed me something I’ve never seen before. Can we go now?” you ask irritably.
“Not so fast, huntress,” he replies.
“Don’t call me a huntress. I’m a hunter, just like you and the other men.”
“Not so fast, huntress,” he repeats. “These aren’t just whores who do nothing but dance and fuck. Instead, all the women in Astera work shifts. They’re all required to work in the lounge for three hours every day. Or at least, the hot ones are. During that time, they can be rented for some action once every hour, and the price goes up with their productivity. It keeps them motivated to keep that price high enough that nobody can afford them.”
You and Liz stare at each other, dumbfounded. “E-Even us?” she asks. “I don’t know if I have the mental fortitude for an experience like that. Nobody’s even seen me in my underwear before…”
Zack crosses his arms. “Fortunately for you two, huntresses and their handlers are exempt from these responsibilities.” You both breathe a sigh of relief. “…Assuming they’re competent.”
“Huh?” you ask in unison with Liz.
“Go out and kill or capture large monsters, and you’re good. But every time you have to get your ass carted back to camp, you and your handler both have to work a shift in the Lounge. But you’re not a fledgling hunter so that shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
“You’re right, it won’t. I don’t get carted back to camp. Nobody in this village gets the right to see my naked body, much less touch it. Nobody. I’m here to hunt monsters, not get used like a sex toy.”
“Cool. I look forward to never seeing your tits, then,” Zack replies. He quickly snags the top of your armor with his finger, the slight force proving to be enough to tug your top down and reveal your bare tits to him in all their glory. You cover up with one arm and throw a slap at him with the other, but he easily catches you with his bigger, stronger hand. Pussy moistening once again at his superior strength, you let that one slide and pull your top back into place. “Let’s get you over to the Commander so he can give you your first assignment to fail.”
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