You don't say it out loud, but you know what you want to do, and you don't need to. “You wanna do it, right? Well, go ahead, it's a wild experience on your first try.” She looks up in the direction that the sun is setting.

You get up and stretch. “I guess that means we're done training?”

“You really don't get bored of this?”

“Should I?”

Kara pats you on the lower back. “Head back to the inn you maniac. I can catch up once you're done.”

“You're staying behind?” You ask curiously.

“I've just gotta reign in the mana here.” She closes her eyes and stands in what you know to be a meditative position with her hands pressed together around stomach-level.

“You mentioned that my kind drains the mana from the land, but now you're doing the same?”

She responds without opening her eyes. “Too much mana is just as bad as too little. I'm just spreading it around.”

“Alright. I'll go on ahead.” Kara does not respond. You leave the estate and walk into the town proper. As you are making your way towards the inn you see Sam stumbling back in the direction of the estate. You do not know much about what he spends his time doing, but you have been able to gather bits and pieces from just walking back and forth between your room at the inn and the training grounds. Sammead seems to spend a few hours drinking every odd day. You are aware from what Galia tells you that he is very handsy with her girls, but that for the most part it is by design. Other than that, you are not sure what he does. As you pass him quietly you mutter to yourself.

“A day in the life of sam...” If you hadn't already made your decision, it was decided then what you wanted to do.

With proper motivation it only took you another week to be able to spread out your consciousness along the lines of mana into the area. You can will yourself to see things in the surrounding lands. You are able to catch the outlines of people through their walls. You can make out animals running through the woods a mile away. It all feels like second nature to you. Looking at your status screen you can see the ability listed; Mana Sense. It is the first time you have seen something under the ability section. Asking Kara about it, she shows you hers and it is absolutely filled with various obscure abilities. You spy her stats as well and subtly take note of the fact that she is quite strong. Stronger than anything you could imagine. When she talked about killing Sam and disposing of the body, you thought it was a tall task, but you truly believe she might be able to disappear whole towns if she were inclined.

“Are you a national treasure where you're from?”

She shrugs casually. “I told you, I'm an Elder of my tribe.”

“When humans refer to elders, we usually mean someone we respect. That doesn't mean they are literal weapons of mass destruction... Did I accidentally make the best choice by picking you?”

“There aren't any accidents, it was fate. Besides, you think I'm special, but I'm pretty sure the other three were all quite a bit stronger than me when it comes to fighting. Especially the silver-haired one and the mage.” She states frankly.

“What about the knight?”

“We're about the same. In theory.” You nod slowly. She continues.

“Then you take into account that she's a holy knight and her blessings probably mean she is an actual national treasure.”

Your jaw drops. “I turned all those people down?” After taking a few seconds to collect yourself you state confidently.

“I don't regret it.”

Kara smiles subtly. You think that maybe she looks quite flattered. “Well that's a relief. Get back to work.”

Kara was not wrong. The moment you understood how to efficiently spread your mana around an area it is a simple matter to learn to focus it into something to see what it is thinking and feeling. You start with animals. You are able to live through them for a few minutes at a time, gradually increasing what you can do over the next month. Kara explains it like she explains most things; it is like a muscle. You spend a lot of time collectively living like an animal It is a strange feeling. You do not have control of the body you are in but you can see everything they see and feel what they feel. You felt the sensation of flying, swimming naturally and most importantly, the feeling of hunting and being hunted and finally, the feeling of breeding and in one case before you could cut it off, being bred. Kara claimed that it was all good for you. Eventually, after you experienced all of that she deemed you ready to receive your reward.

“You're not an expert, but you're exceptional based on how long you've been learning this. Talk about national treasures... Glad I got to you over anyone else.” She looks to be salivating and realizes this, instantly changing the subject.

“Anyway! You can do people now. Whoever you want. It's the same principle. Just...”

“Just?” You look up at her from where you are seated. The enchanted garden had become something of an enchanted grove that overtook other parts of the estate, growing to encompass the house, as well. This would normally be a source of grief for your mother since the farmland is being overtaken, but the benefit of the grove is that the products harvested by your sister far outstrip anything that could be gained from farming.

“Be careful. Animals are fine. They don't have strong ego's. Humans and other thinking things are different. If you overuse this ability on them it'll fry your brain.”

“H-how long do I have?”

“It's not how long, it's how much. Too many uses over a short period. Let it cool down. Like.. Maybe a couple days between each use.”

“So... How long can I stay inside a person?”

“If it's just a single person you can stay inside for quite a while. There's no real danger, there. It's mainly just that souls are clingy and you'll leave a part of yourself with someone you jump into after you're done. If you don't wait for it to come back you'll begin to feel it if you jump into different people right after.” She pats you on the shoulder. “So... Stick to one person. Have fun, okay? I'm gonna head back and relax.”

“You aren't going to watch over me?”

Kara stares at you with narrowed eyes, her ears perking up. “Are you going to follow my instructions?”

“Yeah?”

“Then no. There's nothing to worry about.” You watch her leave.

“Alright.” You look down and begin concentrating. “This is what you've been waiting for.” You aren't sure if this will make you feel better, or worse. You just want to try and alleviate your obsession. Kara does not seem worried about him, but if you can also tell for sure that he is not a threat it will drastically improve your mood. You spread your mana out into the surrounding town. Unsurprisingly you find Sam in the inn.

“Here goes nothing...”

It is a strange feeling existing within someone else's body. That is your first thought as you are staring down at the highly visible bust of one of Galia's girls. It feels as though it is you, but jarringly the body moves independently and there are different thoughts swirling around in the head you are inhabiting. Not exactly thoughts, but feelings and emotions. The thoughts of Sam seem to imply that he is enjoying himself. It is unusual to feel so large and confident. The girl is sitting on his lap and is also having quite a good time, or at least that is what she is conveying. He knocks back his last drink and slides the waitress onto the table. He lifts her skirt, pulls the strap of her tight thong panties and lets them snap back over a gold coin. She yelps a little, both from the cold metal touching her skin and the shock of the underwear snapping. Sam then stands up and, while groping her pretty generously, drops a few more coins down into her cleavage. She giggles. You feel strange watching this. The girl isn't some random slut but a woman you've grown up with. She is someone who was friends with your sister. She described desires to travel and become a merchant, but here she is. You hadn't really thought of it until now, but you aren't sure just how long she has been working in Galia's inn doing stuff like this.

Sam steps back and jingles a hand full of coins enticingly. From your perspective it looks as if you are doing it. The girl's face brightens and she hops off the table to follow Sam outside into the back. They have a routine, as once they both arrive in the alley she drops to her knees and cups one hand off to the side. The other deftly moves to undo Sam's pants. Though you feel only rough emotions, you also can faintly feel the rushing of blood and a throbbing down bellow. You wonder if you share in the pleasure as well as the girl quickly answers that question by enveloping the head of Sam's cock between her lips. Her free hand strokes it at the bast. For you it feels like heaven, both of you share in that feeling, however only you apparently are feeling the guilt of reducing a woman from your town to this. As she sucks Sam off he slowly drops coins into her cupped palm. She is very aware of this and uses the time to worship Sam's member.

It is something you are now able to see quite clearly. Sam's cock is massive. To you it is disgusting looking and oddly-shaped, but to the girl that is sucking on it she is enamored. You convince yourself that it must be the money that she is actually enamored with. After the last coin drops she closes her hand around them and takes her hands off his member, putting them up in an apparent act of practiced surrender. She closes her eyes tight, resigning herself to something. You feel excitement in Sam as he grips either side of her head and force half of his sizable cock down her throat. Her eyes half open and flutter. She begins to tear up and gag a little as he goes on, ramming over and over again. Surprisingly her throat, something you would expect to not be able to accommodate anything like this, is fairly loose and welcoming to Sam's member. You actually begin to share in the excitement as you watch it slowly push in more and more with each thrust until finally the entirety of his nearly foot-long cock is embedded in her throat and she is going slightly limp as he holds it there for longer than it seems he should. You manage to share in the rewards of the act, feeling an intense orgasm, but again, the guilt is all yours. Once he is done, Sam merely zips up and steps onto the road back down to the estate.

On his way out he catches sight of Kara. You feel heavy intent and lust.

“Is this man completely insatiable?” You wonder as he intercepts the attractive Elder Fox-woman near the door.

“Hello there, Kara.” Sam greets.

Kara does not seem impressed by him. You know she is not swayed by money or the human concept of power. Sam couldn't know that she was talking just a while ago about killing him and hiding the body. You get a kick out of the irony.

“Hello, fatty.”

Sam laughs. “Don't be like that. Hey, we don't get a lot of time to talk. You're always with my step-son.” The fact that he refers to you as his step-son makes you groan. Sam angles himself towards her confidently, despite the actual power she holds compared to his.

“What's there to talk about?”

“How's the kid in bed?” Sam asks bluntly. The question has you feeling embarrassed but it doesn't phase her.

“Oh god...” You mutter, knowing she has no inhibitions or social sense.

She responds frankly. “He's not great, but he's a promising talent. I'm sure he'll improve.” You feel relief to know that Kara will defend you even when you aren't around. In her own way, at least, because what she said was not overly flattering.

Sam laughs. “But, let's get serious. When you lack equipment, no amount of skill is going to make up for it.”

To your shock Kara nods fairly evenly at that statement. “That's pretty true.” She smirks.

“It's a good thing that having a big tool doesn't matter for much.”

Sam leans in. You see Kara's body from a taller angle than usual as Sam looms over her. “It matters for something, you know?”

Kara returns the smile in a way that forms a pit in your stomach, and answers in a way that nearly makes you sick.

“Also true.” She eyes his bulge noticeably, then returns her gaze up to his fat face. While she is looking into Sam's eyes it almost feels like she is looking into yours. You wonder if she can see you in him right now.

“Whaddaya say?” Sam reaches out, but Kara bats it way lightly before walking inside.

“Huh?”

“You're a example of what I don't like about humans.” She begins walking towards the entrance to the inn. It is satisfying watching her perky butt wagging as she struts away from Sam.

“The part that you hate about me isn't 'that' though, right?” Sam asks confidently.

“Just keep walking.” You groan.

Kara stops. “No. Probably not.” She looks back.

“How long since you've had a good-sized dick?”

She looks up in thought, crossing her arms. “Quite a while.”

He leans in close. “I know what beast-women like.”

“Yeah?” Her brow lifts and her ears twitch with interest.

“You want a man to hold you down and breed you.” Sam is getting faintly hard again.

“You couldn't hold me down.” Kara laughs lightly.

“Really? Maybe we should figure this out in private. Got a room?” Sam offers.

There is a long pause where you beg her to just keep walking up on her own, though you know she can't hear you.

“Yeah.” She turns and motions for Sam to follow her. They ascend the stairs together and move into your room.

“The bed, or-”

You get a front row view as Sam turns Kara around and kisses her deeply. When he releases her he states.

“Animals don't use the bed, do they? You were asking if I could hold you down?” He puts his hands on her. You expect this to be the point in which she begins laying into him, but through his eyes you see she is a bit surprised and interested. He puts one hand on her neck and uses the other to tear at her shorts, pulling them down and nearly ripping them in the process. Rather than annoy or enrage her, Kara blushes.

“Humans are pretty bold. That's maybe the only thing I like about your kind.” She comments, letting his hand ring her neck.

“Fight back?” You ask into the void. As you say that she puts up some resistance but Sam seems so powerful in the moment as he fully tears her shorts off. As he drags them down from her thick thighs to her ankles she accommodatingly kicks them away. You gulp. In another moment Sam takes her to the ground easily by lifting her up and slamming her onto her back. Kara puts up mostly symbolic resistance as he grips her by the ankles. One large, fat hand is able to collect both of her feet and lift them. He is staring down at her dripping sex while his other hand frees his member. Once his cock is out and throbbing, he takes an ankle in each hand and just kind of pushes his weight onto her while she is on her back. She is surprised by this and looks helpless.

“Dammit! Why aren't you fighting back?” You ask.

He presses her feet behind her head and with one smooth motion pushes his cock into her waiting sex. You've seen her status screen. You know she can fight back against this, but she just moans pleasurably instead as Sam jackhammers into her roughly and crudely. To you, the outside observer this is a brutal rape. The taking of another being forcibly. However, between these two it seems as though there is some implicit consent. Otherwise, how could Sam ever overpower her at all. The difference between your encounter with her and his is that Kara in this moment looks completely, mindlessly enraptured by the bestial fucking that she is being given.

“Stupid animals like you need to know your place.” He utters degradingly, triggering a glare from Kara. You've seen that look. The one she gives right before she is about to smack you.

“We'll get you a collar and I'll mark you up nicely. You'll make a great pet.” Sam sounds excited and out of breath. He is relishing this. The feelings he has are that of a conqueror. However, after he says that the gloves come off. You don't even see it happen because it is too fast. Kara is suddenly standing over Sam, her pussy is still leaking but she is looking down distastefully.

“Ugh. Gross. Humans are all the same. Greedy idiot.” You feel an intense pain that you share with Sam as she kicks his groin region. It's bad, but you know she's going easy on him. It is enough to take you out of the connection, however. This happened before when you have been hunted as an animal and killed, or injured. When things become too much your sense is ejected. You are not sure if it would be possible to experience dying.

Panting and sweating where you have been seated, you look around. The sun has set and you are sitting in the dark. There is now light coming from the house. You feel the connection remain, like you could return to Sam's body. Or you could simply not.