Nookiequest: Treasure and healing [Episode 118111]

The pink smoke cleared revealing a shiny treasure chest. "Ah," Niko took a step forward, pulled a staff out of thin air and tapped the chest, which immediately creaked open. Leaning forward she looked in. "Ok," She reached in and started removing items. "Bag of gold, short sword, and. . . I think this is a Chainmail Bikini." She looked closely at the item. "Mmm, silk lined on the inside, seems like it'd be comfortable."

Setting the last on the ground beside the others, she stood as the chest vanished. "OK. Sanko, you took some points in item identification right?"

"That I did." Sanko responded as she walked over and leaned toward the items, squinting slightly. "Well the bag's says it has 50GP and 100SP, the sword. . . I'm only getting some of the letters, guess you need a higher level to get them all. Ok, the S is a hieroglyph, but SWORD is otherwise spelled out, then OF. . . well it's G, then two hieroglyphs, then WTH." Shrugging she looked at the final item. "Yeah, there's a few hieroglyphs, but the Chainmail Bikini part is clear. This one's OF. . . Glyph, RO, Glyph, Glyph, CTI, Glyph, N +1."

"They seem benign." Niko responded. Leaning in she pulled a small pouch from her waist and pushed all three items in it. "We can sort them out later, for now we should get Ichiro healed up. By the way, how does being wounded feel?"

"Well there's no actual wounds or that, but I've got a sort of all over ache." Ichiro responded

"Well, we'll fix that soon," Niko muttered as rummaged through the small bag with her hand. "Ah," she said with a grin as she pulled out an antique key. "All right, Key of Secure Bedchamber! Hehehe."

"Wait, why do we need a bedchamber to fix sword boy up?" Sanko asked.

"Well Nabiki's the one who's going to do the healing." Niko said with a quick jerk of her head in the elven sex slave's direction. "And like the manual explained, at the center of all creation are The Great God and the Great Goddess, who are constantly screwing each others brains out. Every sexual act brings us into connection with their aura, which is the source of all magic power. Mages like me have a natural ability to absorb that aura and store it for later use. Sex Slaves can't store very much, but they do have a gift for manipulating the power while they are linked with it."

Sanko blinked. "Which means. . ."

"Nabiki has healing power, and they'll work best if she's screwing him while she uses them."

"You memorized details on the Sex Slave class?" Sanko asked.

"I remembered the theory on how magic works here. The rest is deduction. Elementary."

Nabiki stood using all her experience as the Ice Queen of Furinkan to keep a smooth face as her thoughts raced in her head. They were going to expect her to have sex with Ichiro very soon. On the one hand she felt a rising nervousness at the thought of experiencing her first time here. Rising with the fear though, was a sense of excited anticipation, spurred in part by the incredible intensity of the earlier masturbation sessions. 'Besides, if I'm gonna experience sex, this is a good place, it's not my real body, I can't get pregnant, can't get any sort of disease, and hell, I won't even have any negative social repercussions because they don't think I'm really me!'

"Ok!" With a flourish, Niko held out the key, pushed it forward, the end vanishing as it moved, then turned it. A section of air swung inward like a door, revealing a large well lit chamber with a huge round bed.