Dasart

the chapters this week are from the smut worlds. As some of you know I got sick of those. But this was the only idea I had that I really really wanted to use. So probably the last smut world in the series. The first part is the section I write in every book with an explanation of powers. But the smut world end is pretty funny. Either way not a huge fan of the release this week. I’ll submit a good 10 chapters next week that wrap up the memory loss arc, mostly.

The scenery appearing around me, the first thing I noticed were all the people. Each and every one was young, probably in their late teens or early twenties. Wearing a range of swimsuits, bikinis, Hawaiian shirts, flip flops, and most everything someone would need for a tropical island. Curious, I looked down to what I was wearing. Rather than swimming clothes, I was in jeans and a simple T-shirt. The shirt white, there was a small yellow stain on the front as if I had dropped some mustard on it. 

Suddenly me and the rest of the people in the crowd veered to the left. I quickly realized we were on a boat. The bottom wasn’t curved, but rather flat. Looking around, I was reminded of a ferry. A large ship used for transporting people and vehicles over short distances. 

“Okay,” I mumbled, no one around me seemed to be with me so I caught sight of what looked like a restroom. I knew I needed a mirror to make the Memory Meld work so I headed over. As I walked, intense pain began to run through my body. Unuse to this much pain I struggled not to cry out as my World Lasting Physique made my muscles bulge outward rapidly. Blood leaving my head I stumbled but caught myself. Pushing through the pain it instantly stopped. 

“Weston, are you alright?” A girl asked. 

“Uh yeah,” I said, not looking at her as I stumbled into the coed restroom. Moving to the mirror I studied myself for a split second. I looked young, much younger than me in DC world. I gained memories of seeing this exact face before, gauging I was around 18 the memories began to flow in. This time not from my original life, but this new version of myself. 

I was Weston Walker. Rather than being from America I was a citizen of a country called the Kingdom of Blass. A large continent, it was a rather…tyrannical place. Run by King Arthur Meritocrates, it was a dystopian distortion of modern day. Technology was about the same as DC World, with televisions and cars, but everything was watched by Big Brother. 

Most every square inch of the continent monitored by cameras. I had lived on Blass all my life. Working my father’s farm, going to school for a few years, but mostly just doing whatever I was told. Having lived in a remote village outside the capital, this was the first time I had left our village in my life. All for my 18th birthday. 

A rite of passage for everyone in the country, they were allowed one chance to visit the other countries around us. More like islands, these other countries were owned by individuals that allowed their citizens to be much more free than the Kingdom of Blass. Some boasted freedom, others were known for their amusement parks, it was all a chance to try something new. I had been rather lucky to draw the visa for the island of Maevery. Owned by Moana Maevery, pronounced Moan-a, rather than Moe-ana the island had another name it went by. Pleasure Island. 

“What the fuck,” I mumbled. Memories of parents, childhood friends, and a whole life filling my mind. For once I had legitimate memories, and I wasn’t sure how much I liked it. I had already been struggling with my identity, and now I had the experiences of someone new. 

“How did old Weston do this?” I mumbled. I looked to my Status Screen, but it was still an hour until I could summon Tabi. Annoyed that I would have to go into this blind, at least these worlds should be a lot easier than DC or Marvel. 

Stepping out of the bathroom I received a notification. 

“What-” I asked but was cut off as the woman that had said my name earlier walked up. 

Dismissing the notification I gave her my full focus. “Sorry about that, Lisa,” I said. She was a little shorter than me with straw colored brown hair. Like myself she wasn’t wearing swim attire, but was instead in a plain light blue dress. I couldn’t help but notice that the top had been recently cut shorter, most likely to show off more skin like the other women around us. 

“Well you look…fine now. Did you change your hair? There’s something different about you,” she said. 

“Nope,” I said, confident it was my increased muscle mass. My jeans and shirt now bulged with layers of muscle. 

“Either way, isn’t this exciting?” She asked, her chest practically vibrating as she bounced rapidly. 

“Uh yeah,” I mumbled. I couldn’t help but feel very awkward. Before I had been Weston with random memories of stories and some knowledge of who I was. Now what filled those gaps was the memory of a farm boy, having worked his entire life. I didn’t know much of anything about girls, and what I did know was some form of repressed ultra religious shut in. “Did you learn anything about this place?” 

“Mainly rumors,” she said, grabbing my arm as she dragged me to a few people she had been talking to. It was a group of six people, three boys, and three girls. The boys showed off six packs, and the women showed off more skin than I knew how to process. “These are my new friends. They’re from the capital.”

“Another bumpkin?” One of the boys asked, a cocky grin on his face. 

Past me in this world would have been offended, but I knew this world was of many I traveled to. These people were merely side characters in my own drama. “Yep,” I said without shame. “So you live in Merit City?” Named after the lame ass king, I didn’t much like the government of this world. My mind was filled with too many Young Adult novels about dystopian…something. I actually couldn’t remember what dystopian meant. I was pretty sure it meant tyrannical or the like. 

“Well, you are in for a treat,” a girl with bright red hair said. Her chest wrapped around the guy beside her, they all radiated that lust or want that Wonder Woman had been projecting. I was ready for an exit from others though. Content to learn my powers in some corner of this island. 

“We really should-” One of the girls said but was stopped as the ferry slowed to a crawl. People cheering, the large ramp of the ferry moved down, letting in light. The passengers began to stream out in a rush. All very excited to step foot on an island far different than our home. 

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The first thing I saw as I disembarked was that the large dock the ferry connected to was in the shape of a naked woman. Where the ferry parked at the dock was her bush, two wood piers on either side of the ferry, straight ahead was a long waist, and ahead on the coast were two buildings that distinctly resembled massive breasts. 

“What the fuck,” I said slowly. 

“Isn’t this exciting?” Lisa asked, holding my hand for some reason. She and I had been childhood friends, but she was acting far more familiar than ever before. Maybe scared and trying to take some comfort in my presence I allowed her to hold my hand. Mainly because old me had a massive crush on her. This current me was very much a virgin. 

I was pretty sure my other memories were filled with having sex, but I couldn’t really recall the act itself. Flashes of naked women in my mind, I knew what sex entailed, but I couldn’t understand the draw to it. My other self in this world far too repressed, he didn’t know what to do either, so I counted the seconds until I could summon Tabi. 

The other 18 year olds having won the lottery to go to the island were almost fanatic with how excited they were. Their haki a burning bundle of energy ready to burst, we walked along the dock until we came up to the locals. They of course were naked. 

Women with massive chests and men with flaccid dicks greeted everyone, putting lei’s around people’s necks. Each flower of the necklaces bright and colorful. I struggled not to look at their naked bodies. Forcing my lower member to not become erect I was losing the battle as we passed through into the wide double doors that led inside the boob huts. 

People streamed inside, facing an auditorium. The building and platform made from cut down palm trees and the roof made from the leaves. This seemed like some distorted sex crazed version of Hawaii. 

“Welcome, Blassians,” a speaker said. Out on the stage walked a woman with a glorious rack. Her chest perky somehow as it defied gravity she looked like a super model as she strutted out, as naked as the day she was born. The cheers but quickly quieted as she began to speak again. 

“I know you are all excited for your 10 days of fun in the sun on Maevery,” she said. “But first we must go over some ground rules.” The other new-adults quieted further, ready for a serious discussion. “The main theme on this island is to have fun. As you can see, clothing is optional.” More cheers, quite a few already started disrobing. “Violence of any kind will not be tolerated. And…that’s about it!”

The building shook with the vibrations from people clapping and cheering. Lisa, still next to me, was as loud as the rest of them. I simply waited until this was over. 

“With that out of the way, we all need to say a thank you to this island’s founder.” On a screen behind her a picture appeared of a similarly well endowed woman. She had green hair, and a skimpy purple suit on. Her tits practically spilling out of the top she looked like a Willy Wonka version of the Joker. 

“Moana Maevery is a wise woman that purchased this island almost two decades ago. Focused on breaking away from Meritocrates, she has created a haven for each and every one of us. An island for fun and to explore your own carnal desires.” Behind her the picture changed to that of a map of the island. 

It was in the shape of a small Australia. We were on the north end at Pin-up Pier, and the naming scheme for the areas only got weirder from there. From Phallictown to Titsmcgee, the island looked like some twisted sex theme park. Lists of different kinks, and amusement rides I received memories of a hentai much like this. 

“Fuck me,” I said and received a quest. 

“Not literally,” I hissed at the screen as I dismissed it.

Only half listening to the rest of her presentation we were soon herded out. People passing out condoms from boxes, people took handfuls of them, stuffing them in pockets. The locals were so adamant about passing them out they even forced one on me. Throwing it in my pocket we came to a monorail that traversed the entire island. 

I stuck back though. As car after car was filled with people excited to explore the rest of the island I waited until the hour was up. When it was I summoned the already laughing cat. 

“You fucking knew this would happen,” I accused as she landed on my shoulder. 

“I did,” she laughed. “What is the world this time?”

“Some sex theme park,” I spat. Her haki far better than when I had left her in the red rooms, I couldn’t help but blame her for this. “I hate to ask, but why are these Weston Worlds?”

“He- or well you, actually called them smut worlds. He rather liked them. Able to sleep with who he wanted, they’re all real worlds, but more focused on sex,” she said. 

“What the hell,” I mumbled. “What’s the point of them?”

“Easy rewards,” she admitted. “The main worlds require keys to open. Old you was fairly certain the gods or whatever that controlled these, used the smut worlds as a kind of power up. If you weren’t confident you could beat something in the main worlds, these offshoots had easy quests with quick rewards. That and a vacation of course. I’m sure you realize that you can’t expect people to fight for their lives without breaks now and then.”

“Yeah, I guess. Why did he have to pick smut worlds though…” I mumbled. Tabi’s attitude was still good, but the me in this world knew apologies were important. “I’m sorry for what I said.”

“For what exactly?” She mumbled, her laughter subsiding. 

“For…claiming you were just an evil Jinch-” Her anger spiked. “Tailed beast. You’re my companion, and though I don’t know what you’ve been through. You seem to want me to succeed.”

“I do,” she said. “This is far more entertaining than my world, and despite your past…inadequacies, you have made it this far. Your current memory loss is merely a hiccup. I’m certain you can figure out how to be dangerous again.”

“Yeah,” I said, scratching my nose, unsure if I actually wanted my memories back. “You promised to go through my powers with me then?” 

“Yes, we have 10 free days to get you back to fighting shape,” she said. “I’m sure it will be enough to handle some weird cultists.”
 
“Good,” I said with a nod. Beginning to fly I rose over the monorail tracks, raising up to take the full island in view. “I think we should stay away from town. But it looks like there are quite a few spots uninhabited. Let’s see what this island has to offer.”

“Alright, but we should also finish any quests you get. Everything can be important,” she said.

I eyed my current quest. “Maybe,” I said with a slight blush. “Let’s just uh, figure out my status screen for now.”