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I suddenly felt myself warm, with a light weight on my body. I was lying on something soft. A bed. Having created several characters already, I knew where I was.

I opened my eyes. I was, or rather my character was, sleeping in a simple bed, at the back of a cozy village house. I sat on my bed, looking at my surrounding. There was another bed next to mine; Mel emerged from it, with more difficulty as it was something new for him, as a new player. Mel's cuntboy cat avatar has been brought back to a twelve year-old form, smaller and even younger-looking, his uniform black fur making him even thinner than he is. I was brought back to the start of puberty as well, and my avatar's body also took a juvenile form. I looked like a juvenile monkey who has just hit puberty, and has kept a preteen body. I ruffled my light brown fur, and adjusted my mane-like hair on the back of my head.

"You're finally up, boys," a grave voice echoed from the next room. "Come and say hello to daddy, before leaving for your training." Mel looked at me, puzzled. "It's a NPC," I explained. "He's our adoptive father. He will give you the tutorial about sex in the game." "Really?..." Mel replied. "For you too?" "Nope, already done it. Now, let's not make daddy wait, shall we?" I finished with a wink.

We walked, without any clothes on, to the next room, where a big, chubby bear awaited for us. "There you are," he said, a smile lighting up his middle-aged face. "'Morning, dad." I said, playing along with the game. "Good morning," Mel replied, following my lead. "You look good today," the AI-controlled character complimented. "Especially you, Mel. Will you have some fun with daddy before leaving?"

Mel seemed hesitant at first, but I nudged him forward with another wink. "Don't worry, it's just a tutorial. It knows where to stop," I reassured him, while the NPC patiently waited for Mel's answer. The black cat eventually walked towards the big bear, which made the much smaller cat sit on his lap.

Big brown fingers explored the soft fur. "Oh, my dear Mel, you fur has always been so soft to the touch," he said softly. Quickly, one of his hands pinched the young cat nipples, while the other traced circles around his cuntboy vagina. "Do you like it?" 'Daddy' asked. "Last chance to stop the tutorial," I warned Mel, but it was visibly unecessary. The feline was already panting from his virtual father's touches. "Y... Yes I like it," Mel answered. "Everyone has places where they experience pleasure," the NPC explained, as he showed these to Mel. His hands kept playing with the cuntboy's nipples and pleasure button, and the bear also took some time to nibble the ears of his 'son' and lick his neck, much to the latter's delight. "I guess that you can always force your way on your future partners," the bear resumed. "But searching where they are the most sensitive will allow you to make them orgasm much faster." "Aaah..." "See... I can feel you are already leaking on my fingers," the father said, showing his left fingers glittering with vaginal fluid. "One last thing. Everyone has a very sensible spot," the NPC added. He slipped on of his lubed fingers at the entrance of Mel's pussy and slipped it inside, scraping the interior surface just under the clitoris. "Oooh!" Mel suddenly shouted, jerking on the Dad's lap. "Here is yours," the bear chuckled. "Do you want to see what happens if I keep stimulating it?" "Y... Yes! Oh yes! Make me cum, daddy!" Mel shouted back, extatic. The virtual bear reacted by renewing his caresses on Mel's weak spot. The young cat meowled by instinct. As a cuntboy, he had a natural resistance to pleasure, but had very strong orgasm; however, he was a level 1 virgin, and no match for the NPCs purposefully overleveled skill. "Aaahnnn!" Mel moaned. His back arched against the Daddy bear, his small pussy sprayed femjuice all over the fat finger, which kept rubbing Mel's good spot until the black cat orgasm was over. "Aaah! C.. Cuummiiing... F... Fuck!" "Language," NPC Daddy chastised.

After a few moments of recovering, Mel was gently pushed off his father's lap. "You're all relaxed now," Dad asserted. "N... No kidding..." Mel agreed, his legs still twitching. "Now go to your instructor, and make me proud." Kern accompanied Mel to the front door. Mel looked at 'Dad', as if he wanted to ask something, but did not want the NPC to hear it. "Do not worry, the AI only reacts when it is relevant to the dialogue," I asserted to my companion. "Okay. That was... Wow..." Mel said. "Intense? All that you had hoped for?" I asked. "That, and then some," Mel agreed. "But wait, does that mean that I can ask out anyone?" "Theoricaly, yes," I answered. "And very few NPCs will refuse you. But I advise you to keep your virginities, both front and behind, the longer you can. You will get stat bonuses when you do, once your character turns 18." "Which is..." Mel started. "Whenever you decide after the tutorial area."

The house in which we started our adventure was part of a small village named Sprinvale. It's an instance zone, meaning that we are the only ones here. Two NPCs visibly waited for us in front of the house. An anthro Labrador and a rat. Since every player and non-player characters were naked in this game, wearing little more than belts and straps for holding equipment, they could see that the dog was a male and the rat a cuntboy like Mel, as they could see. The dog wore chest straps and a belt filled with pouches, and had a holstered gun on his right hip, next to his figurative gun. The rat held a long staff and a black belt, and bands of linen protecting his wrists and his ankles. "These are our class trainers. Fighting tutorial time," I told Mel. "Let's meet back here after that." "Okay, Kern," Mel agreed. He had something lewder than fighting on his mind.

I followed the Labrador, who introduced himself as 'Doug', to a training range, on the outskirts of the village. His golden fur was peppered with black grease stains, which gave him a 'sexy mechanic' look. I liked it a lot. Before gun training, we stopped by Doug's workshop, next to the shooting range. It was filled with metal scraps and gadgets. The walls were filled with blueprints. All but one were just a blurred mess for me, a way for the game to tell me that I had to level up to see these schematics.

The one blueprint that I could read was for something called an 'electric mine'. Doug briefed me on the gameplay of the engineer. This class is almost defenseless at close range, and must combine the strategic placement of traps with shooting skills in order to fight efficiently. "The mine, as its name implies, places an electric field on the ground which slows down and zaps your opponent. The current is not strong, but enough to break your focus. Try to set up one, over here," Doug asked, after handing me a belt, and a back pouch containing a mine. Videogame magic allowed for the mine to reappear once it was used, after a cooldown period. I threw the mine to the designated area. It landed a made a high-pitched noise, like a taser charging. Doug entered the radius of the mine and blue bolts of electricity jumped over his fur. "See, that's... Hmpf... How it works..." Doug said. I remarked that the impromptu electro had an involuntary effect on his groin, much to my pleasure, and much to his programmed embarrassment. "One word of warning though: if you or your allies step in the mined zone, you will be affected as well. "No friendly fire, huh? Well, that should be interesting," I said aloud for myself, as I made a tentative step inside the electric field. My lower body instantly got zapped. Just like Doug said, it was not very painful, but not comfortable either. After a few seconds, the mine ran out of energy, and the electricity stopped running. "Some gun practice?" Doug proposed.

As I agreed, Doug handed me my first weapon: a weak pistol. Nobody dies except the monsters in this game, and the blood effect are turned off, along with the realistic mode. I take position in the shooting range, and aim at the target. "If you beat the average score, you will get a small reward," Doug claimed. I focused, lined up my crosshair with the target, and fired the six rounds of my magazine. Despite having the body of a twelve-years old, the recoil was not very big. It was a starting pistol, after all. "Well I'll be..." Doug reacted to my score. I was a veteran, so doing a very good score on the first try was not difficult. "Why don't you put your gun away while I give you the reward, Doug said as he passed behind me." "Sure thing," I said as I put my gun back into its holster. "Why do y... Oh."

I was interrupted by a wet nose pressing under my nuts and a large, wet tongue giving my herm pussy a series of long licks. "I... I should have known..." I blurted out. "A well-deserved reward for my best student", the canine NPC complimented, kneeling between my legs. He pushed his muzzle upwards a little, pushing my short body on his toes. Since my anthro monkey avatar has prehensile feet, it was not a very hard position to stay into. Holding my legs for support, he licked, and licked, and licked, while my long tail swung right and left like crazy over his head. A series of soft moan escaped my lips. Quickly, I was both hard and leaking. Not leaving my vagina for a single moment, Doug grabbed my juvenile penis with his hand and polished it with care. Sometimes, a short moment feels like hours. Sometimes, long minutes flash like seconds. It felt like the second as a double-orgasm shook my body. The Labrador neatly drank the vaginal fluid leaving my pussy, before turning me around and cleaning my penis from all the cum which spilled on it. Once I was so clean, that no one could have told that I just came messily, Doug stood back up, looking down on me with a smile as he licked the cum which remained from my hand. "The mayor wanted to see you at his place. It seems it is time for your rite of passage. Have fun," Doug said, guiding me to the next step of the chain of quests.

First, I walked back to the front of 'my' house to meet with Mel. He arrived a few minutes after me, leaving his own trainer who waved him goodbye. Now, Mel had his own martial arts staff, as well as the bandages around his forearms and forelegs indicating his monk status. "Welcome back," I greeted Mel. "How did your training go?" "Awesome. At first, I was apprehensive, but the moves came naturally, just as I thought about them. And I learned my first special move. It's a spin kick. Awesome, right?" "Yes," I replied politely, remembering my own joy of learning my first move, as I started this game. As Mel talked, I noticed that the inside of his thighs was rather... Wet. "Does it involve using your crotch?" I asked jokingly, pointing at the fact that Mel probably received a 'reward', like me. "Well, that... Er, that was that old monk's 'secret technique', as he called it. The twirling scissors was the name, if I recall." We both laughed, me as I imagined the scene, and Mel as he remembered it. "You need to meet the mayor too?" the black cat asked. "Yup. Probably to receive our first dungeon quest," I confirmed. "Neat," Mel reacted, and we both headed to the mayor's house, our motivation to play the game renewed by this eventful beginning.