Story: Noncon Isekai, Part 2

Or:
Is This Really Okay??! Attack on the Big-Boob Stable Girl

Previous chapter:
One

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Rachel, the stable girl, looked up as Justin walked back into the stable.

“You again?” she said with disdain.  “As if my job isn’t hard enough without getting interrupted by someone who’s surely either a drunk or a half-wit.”

Justin looked her up and down.  She was sexy, certainly.  Those rags she was wearing did little to hide the swell of her buxom mammaries.  And her fit thighs suggested there was something interesting going on beneath her dirty cloth skirt.

“What are you looking at me like that for?” said Rachel suspiciously.

Was he really going to rape her?  It was something he would never have even contemplated in the real world – his world – but he had been told that in this realm, it was the natural destiny of women to be raped.  And that if Justin didn’t set the world back on that path, it would be destroyed entirely, along with all its inhabitants.

It was a bizarre idea – but Justin believed it.  This world felt all too real, which meant that Justin really had come here by some means – by *magic* – and that left him predisposed to accept the other wild things that Irene had told him.

Irene, the sexy ghost.  Who had told him that the whole world had been ensorcelled to run along videogame logic, with stats, and experience, and level-ups.  He had seen the combat menu himself.  

This truly was a strange world.

And so, yes, he was going to rape Rachel.  In order to save this world – and in order to gain XP, so that he could level up and rape even more women.

Rachel began to back away from him.  With one hand she reached for a nearby pitchfork.

Justin considered asking her to surrender and submit herself to his cock.  But it wasn’t “sex with dubious consent” that this world required.   It was rape – and he sensed that only fully overpowering her would get her the XP that he needed to advance.

“Let’s go,” said Justin, in a quiet voice – and immediately the music began to play.  The battle theme from Hero’s Destiny.  And with it, a nameplate appeared above Rachel’s head – “Rachel, Big-Titted Stable Slut” – and the combat menu appeared, a semi-transparent overlay showing him his options.

ATTACK
EVADE
CAST
SPECIAL
ITEM
 FLEE

He was still bare-handed, but he sensed that Rachel was weak – a starter enemy – and so he trusted that he would triumph over her.

“Attack,” he selected – and with that choice, he stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

It felt good.  Her cheek was soft under his hand, and she made a delicious erotic gasp as he struck her.  When he withdrew his hand, her cheek was red from the impact.

RESISTANCE 3 / 4

That was a good sign.   Three more hits like that, and she would be defeated.

“How dare you!” spat Rachel.   “You shiftless ruffian!  You’ll hang for this!”

And with that, she lunged at him with the pitchfork.

Justin tried to dodge, but he was too slow.  The tines of the fork scored him across his hip, ripping through his pants, and Justin knew they had drawn blood.  He had a sudden terror of tetanus, or worse – that pitchfork didn’t look clean – but there was little he could do about it now.

The number “3” popped up, showing the damage he had received.  Justin remembered that he only had 8 hit points at maximum – at this rate, Rachel would finish him before he broke her resistance!

But he still had no choices – no spells, no items, no weapons.

His hip ached.   Before, his interest in raping this girl had been academic.  But now it was personal.  He wanted to overpower this bitch, and pay her back for the wound she had just inflicted.

“Attack,” he said again – and this time when he lunged forward, his hand grabbed at the rags covering her tits.  They came away easily, ripping as if made of paper, and suddenly her large, gorgeous breasts were exposed to his gaze.

“You fiend!” she shrieked.   Her first instinct was to try and cover her tits, but she immediately realised how hard it was while holding the pitchfork.

RESISTANCE 2 / 4

ASHAMED

Ashamed?  Was that… a status effect?  Like poisoned or stunned?  What did it do to her?

But Justin sensed that it could only be good for him – and that instinct was confirmed only a moment later when she stabbed the pitchfork at him again.  She did it one-handed, because she was attempting to cover her udders with her other arm, and as a result the blow was weak and poorly aimed.

Justin dodged it easily.

SHAME FUMBLE, read the game text.  THE BIG-TITTED STABLE SLUT MISSES YOU.

Could Rachel see these words?  Did she know how the basic reality of her world chose to describe her?  There was no indication that she did.

Justin selected “attack” again – and as he did, he felt a surge of power flow through him.

CRITICAL HIT.

He brought his knee up hard into the stable bitch’s crotch, making her gasp and bend forward.  With one hand he brushed the pitchfork aside, forcing it from her grip, where it clattered to the ground.  And with the other he grabbed her throat, pushing her up and back.  He followed, driving her by her throat, until he hit the stable wall, pinning her there.   

Then deliberately, his hand still on her throat, he slapped her twice across the face, then three times across her big tits, and then he reached down and ripped her skirt off, revealing her cunt.

RESISTANCE 0 / 4

FINISH HER!

Justin needed no further encouragement.  His cock was already hard in his pants, and with his free hand he now extracted it.   He used his knees to force Rachel’s legs apart, and positioned the tip of his dick at the entrance to her fuckhole.

It was wet.  Justin remembered Irene’s advice that the women of this world would always be wet for rape, no matter how it shamed them.  

In truth, Justin had never had sex before.  His experience had been limited to kissing and groping with some female friends.   And it seemed now that his first true sexual experience would be forcing himself upon an unwilling stable-girl.

That was fine by him.

“No,” whimpered Rachel.   The fight had gone out of her now, and she offered no resistance other than her words.  “Please.  Please, sir, don’t.”

He ignored her, and slid his cock into her pussy.

It felt so damn good.   It was the best thing he had ever felt in his life.  Would it have felt so good to rape a woman in his own world?  Or was this some special property of this magical realm – this “Tharbrand”.  Irene had said that the women of this world were born to be raped, that it was their purpose.  

Feeling Rachel’s cunt spasm around his cock, and feeling her moan and writhe against him, it was easy to believe that this was what she was made for, and that nothing she ever thought or said or did would ever be as meaningful as the pleasure she was giving his cock right now.

He slapped her face again, for fun, and then kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth, as he began to fuck his cock in and out of her sluthole, pushing her hard against the stable wall.

She began to cry – but at the same time, her face was flushed with arousal, and her nipples were rock hard, and her hips had begun making small, pathetic thrusts, trying to force his cock deeper inside her.  The combination of lust, shame and misery deepened Justin’s arousal and he fucked her even harder.

He remembered Irene saying that women wouldn’t understand why they were wet for rape – that they would be ashamed of it, and think it was their own failing.  Justin liked that – the idea that Rachel even now believed that she, alone in this world, was a slut who juiced up for rape.  

But he decided to take pity on her, to a certain extent.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered in her ear.  “It’s not your fault you’re enjoying being raped.  This is what you were born to do.”

And suddenly, with those words, he was cumming, pumping his seed up into the stable girl’s unprotected womb.  She squealed as she felt him inseminating her – and then suddenly she was shaking too, and Justin realised she was orgasming along with him.  A slutty, shameful rape-orgasm.

RAPE SUCCESSFUL

5 XP GAINED!

5 XP UNTIL NEXT LEVEL.

The strength went out of her legs, and Justin took her in his arms and dragged her to a pile of hay in the back of the stable, which they fell down on together.  He guided her head down to his cock as they collapsed.

“Clean it,” he instructed, and Rachel obediently began to lick the cum and pussy juices from his dick.

Suddenly a voice called out from the doorway to the stables.

“Rachel?” it said.

It was a female voice – and Justin realised it was Rose, the battlemaiden who had defeated him in the street.  He went very still.

“Rachel?” said the voice again.  “Is everything all right in here?  I heard some noises…”

Justin didn’t know what to do.  He wasn’t ready to fight the armoured bitch again yet.

But it was Rachel who saved him.  She raised her mouth from his dick and opened it to speak – then paused for a minute.

Something flashed behind her eyes – horror?  Shame?   Anger?

And then she said, in a clear, normal voice, “It’s okay, Rose, everything is fine here.  I just dropped a pitchfork.”

“Are you sure?” asked Rose.   “Need any help?”

“No, stay out,” said Rachel.   “Actually it’s a little embarrassing – I ripped my clothes.  Give me a bit to fix it, would you?”

Rose laughed.  “No problem,” she said.  “Good luck.”

As her footsteps faded away, Rachel turned to look at Justin with fury.

“Why… why did I say that?” she asked.  “Why couldn’t I… say the truth?”

Justin knew.  Irene had told him.  Any woman he ejaculated into would be unable to complain about the experience, or act in any way that acknowledged her rape.

But what he said was, “I guess deep down you knew you deserved this.”  And his dick twitched with enjoyment at the look of shame that filled her face.

She tried to get up.   “I should return to my duties,” she said.

But Justin wasn’t done with her yet.  There was something he wanted to test.  He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back down.

“No,” he said, and forced his mouth against hers in a kiss.  He placed his hands on her large tits and began to squeeze.

At first she allowed this to happen, passively.  But after about ten minutes, she began to struggle – and then, suddenly her stats changed.

RESISTANCE 4 / 4

It was as Justin thought.   She had “respawned” – and was ready to be raped again.

“Attack,” he whispered, and slapped her face.

RESISTANCE 3 / 4

This time Rachel didn’t have a pitchfork, and she was already nude and ashamed – with his cum still dripping from her fuckhole.  With a series of targeted strikes to her face, breasts and cunt, Justin was able to reduce her back to zero resistance without taking a single point of damage himself.

And by this point he found his cock was hard and ready to go again – much faster than it would have recovered in his own world, he noted.  

He pushed Rachel back into the hay, lay on top of her, and shoved his cock back into her pussy.

The second time felt just as good as the first, and she cried just like the first time.  He lasted longer this time too – but it still ended in the same way, with Justin ejaculating into Rachel’s fuckhole, and Rachel responding with a rape-orgasm of her own.

RAPE SUCCESSFUL

2 XP GAINED!

3 XP UNTIL NEXT LEVEL.

Justin sighed.  As he had thought – diminishing returns.  Raping a girl for the first time was more valuable than keeping her captive and repeatedly abusing her.

But still, wasn’t that how this kind of videogame worked?  You had to grind.

Maybe there was another girl out there that Justin could overpower and rape.  Maybe he could go looking for her.

But right now, by far the easiest thing was to grind on Rachel, and keep raping her until he hit that level up.

“Please,” Rachel was begging him.  Her face was streaked with tears.  “Please, let me go now.  You’ve had me twice.”

He sighed.  “I’m sorry, Rachel, it seems that twice isn’t quite enough.  And I know you don’t understand, but this really is for your own good – and the good of your entire world.  Now be a good bitch and clean my cock again, and we’ll see how long it takes until you’re ready to be raped a third time…”

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