Mature Content Warning: This chapter is tame compared to the last one, but the word manwhore pops up, and there is penis related training... also a pumpkin was abused in the making of this chapter.

Author's Note:

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Chapter 7: Poor Pumpkin

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The soft rasp of breath hard spent. The strain of muscles pushed beyond their limit. Those were things that a manwhore knows well. Scott had become acquainted with exhaustion long ago. He was on the last few days of his training. Soon, he would leave behind the days of rigorous training and enter a brave new world of sexy possibilities.

He had chosen not to check his stats until after he had finished training. It was a personal choice, as he wanted to see what the training provided after it was completed. Had he watched his stats grow as he trained, he might have simply focused more on one stat or the other instead of focusing on the training itself. His skills were more important than his stats. Scott performed a quick forward roll then sprang high into the air.

“Power Penis Extend!” His hips rocked forward and his penis shot outward with great force. It elongated and rapidly covered the distance between the man and his target, a pumpkin sitting on a stone bench.

His dick slammed into the orange vegetable with great force and easily skewered it. The agile appendage whipped back into place just before Scott hit the ground.

The manwhore continued his training by performing and quick cartwheel, while whipping out his dick once again. He continued to roll, jump, cartwheel, and somersault while assaulting the poor innocent pumpkin with repeated blows that were both strong and agile. He finished his attack pattern with a forward flip before unleashing lashing strike of his dick that flashed downward to crush the pumpkin down the center.

Scott panted heavily. Sweat poured freely from his exhausted body. He was almost ready. Every strike had hit. Each strike had caused serious damage. The best part was that he had finished his iron body training. It no longer hurt every time he whipped his dick out at a target.

He picked up the pieces of the ruined pumpkin and set them in the trash for the janitor. He then walked out of the training area and his underwear auto-equipped just before he left the Hostel. He had to go into town to buy more fruit. He had only the minor amount of training money that Madam Anika had lent him, but he needed to continue training. He needed to find smaller pumpkins.

Eventually he wanted to get his skill to the point that he could hit an apple mid-backflip. That would be his signal that he was ready. He could already do that if he was standing still, but moving and hitting a target was important.

A familiar voice called out to him from a nearby doorway. “Good evening, disciple.”

Scott smiled then bowed to his master trainer, Asuna. “Good evening, master.”

“What brings you out to the market in all your finery?” She smirked at him. He had not bothered to wear any clothes the entire time that he had been in training. He only wore the underwear because of the game rules.

“I need to buy smaller pumpkins for training.”

“Really? The big pumpkins aren’t good enough anymore?”

“No, I’ve managed to continually hit them while doing all manner of gymnastic movements.”

Asuna strolled over to him, her loosely tied belt fluttering in the breeze. “You’re coming along in your unarmed combat training too. Guess you’ll be leaving soon?”

“Another week or two, I think. There isn’t much work in the Hostel for me since the clientele is mostly male, and the few women who are members, are not into men either.”

“Surely, there is a man who would want to hire your services.”

Scott snorted at her. “I don’t doubt that all kinds of people want this sweet ass of mine, but I think not.”

Asuna playfully punched Scott in the arm and he gasped in pain. Her casual punches could shatter stone after all. “What will you do then? There’s not much use in a manwhore who doesn’t actually whore around.”

“Well, I plan to go hunting a bit. I need to pay Madam Anika back for the training fund loan, and a few simple clothes would be nice.”

Asuna laughed at him. “What, you won’t go fight your way through the monster hoards in your underwear?”

Scott chuckled at the girl then shook his head. “No, no. This underwear is too restrictive. I’ll be fighting naked in the wilderness.”

“How manly!”

“You know it sexy.”

Her cheeks took on a rosy glow for a moment before she playfully punched him once more. “Goofball.”

Scott gripped his shoulder and tried not to admit to how much those casual punches still hurt. He had a full-body defense technique that granted him base defense equal to wearing padded mail armor, but she could probably beat him to death with little effort even so. He had just begun to reach intermediate skill in his unarmed combat training. She had mastered the advanced form of her art.

“Want to go buy pumpkins with me?” asked Scott.

Asuna smiled then bobbed her head up and down. She followed him to the market and they discussed many things. Along the way, people made comments about the beautiful master of the fist and the underwear clad whore.

“Scott...” asked Asuna, just after they arrived at the closest produce merchant.

“Yes, Asuna?”

She tried to fight down a blush, but it was obvious that she could not. “Uhm... I...”

He blinked at her. The sight of the rough and ready girl blushing and stammering was surprising. She always seemed so confident. “Yes?”

She coughed and whispered something that he could not quite make out. He leaned in closer and she coughed again.

“I’m sorry, what are you saying?”

Asuna frowned at him, closed her eyes, took a deep breath then exclaimed, “Do you have a girlfriend!”

He stared at her for a moment, surprised by her outburst. “No...”

The girl turned bright red then laughed loudly. In fact, she brayed like a jackass. After she started laughing, she began slapping him on the back as though she wanted him to laugh at a joke as well.

“Why, do you ask?”

She threw her hands up then waved them back and forth rapidly. “No reason, just curious! Just curious!”

Right...

“D-don’t you want to buy pumpkins? Yes, let’s get some pumpkins.” She started picking up every pumpkin she could see. The fact that the way she held them hid her face had to be coincidence.

‘Seriously? I grapple with you naked almost every day and asking me my relationship status turns you into a blushing school girl...?’ thought Scott. He was not as dense as some guys, but he still did not think that he would ever understand the maiden heart. If she was horny, why not just come out and say it?