Forward

Sash here, this is a collaboration between myself and Morgan. I'm uploading it to unlock the FFN beta thingy.

Notes on the story

Nathan may seem unbalanced at times and he may seem to do things fairly arbitrarily. His mood may swap as many times as the wind with the span of a minute. Please remember, he is not sane. (In actuality it's because there's two writers, and this is mostly a comedy piece, so some things must be done for the sake of the plot and to keep it moving forwards.)

Game Mechanics

Nathan stepped out of the house and looked around. He immediately walked over to a nearby broken cart and punched it until it fell to pieces. Nathan pulled a lit torch from the rubble and frowned. How on earth was there a lit torch? After pondering the subject for a few minutes, he decided that it was no use thinking about it, because clearly some rules of logic didn't apply. After all, he had arrived here by chucking himself into a whirlpool, though he didn't remember why. Might as well go with it. So deciding, he stuffed the still lit torch into his pocket where it magically disappeared and continued on his way.

Hollows

Hollows. These were travelers who had arrived here in many ways. Most had, like Nathan, been seeking cures to their curse. An unfortunate few had only happened here by misfortune. All had however flowed down to this place. This place had stripped away their sanity and humanity. This place had stripped away more than just their sanity, as Nathan could see.

The hollow in front of him had that mindless hungry stare that hollows had. She wasn't decaying yet though. Although she was a bit thin she looked almost human. Nathan was quite thankful for that as she was quite attractive and hollowfication sometimes ruined good looks.

The woman stumbled towards Nathan. She could tell that he was one of the living. That he possessed humanity. And he did. He had one that he had "found" in the attic of the firekeepers' house. Found as in, broke into a chest and took. He had found some other interesting things as well. Thankfully he had the foresight to make sure that it was Milibeth's items that he was rooting through. He had no wish to see the unmentionables of old women, Milibeth though…

At any rate Nathan pulled out the humanity and dangled it in front of the woman. She grabbed for it. Nathan caught her wrist and shook his head. He reached out and caught hold of the woman's cloak. A tug and she was left in nothing but her ratty dress. Nathan pushed her away, still waving the humanity. Taunting the woman. Daring her.

The woman was a hollow, but she had enough sense to understand what Nathan wanted. She looked down at her dress then back at the humanity that Nathan was teasing her with. Without any further hesitation she let her dress slide from her shoulders. Her slim body exposed to the man.

She couldn't help herself. Even though she was little more than an empty corpse the woman blushed. Humanity was certainly worth sacrificing her modesty for, but she still felt embarrassed to be standing there in nothing but her panties. Her breasts were bare and Nathan's eyes were latched onto her assets as much as her eyes were onto the humanity.

Nathan offered the humanity. The woman reached out but Nathan tugged it just out of her reach. He pushed her hands behind her back and pushed her to her knees. The woman allowed him to do so, her hunger for humanity more important than anything else.

The woman felt Nathan's warm hand on her stomach. She shivered as his hand found its way into her panties. His fingers exploring her. Then, without warning he tugged her panties to her knees. The woman quivered as her tight butt was bared. More embarrassingly her womanhood and the hair that didn't hide it at all were exposed.

The humanity was dropped to the ground and Nathan watched as the hollow hungrily lapped it up. He grabbed her legs and spread them. She made some irritated noises as he disturbed her meal, but nonetheless allowed herself to be exposed. From behind her womanhood was on full display and her dangling breasts could also be seen.

It didn't matter to the woman. The humanity was worth all this embarrassment. She was practically a zombie. Nathan could have just as well forcibly exposed her, humiliated her, and used her without her receiving anything in return. She was more than happy to sacrifice her clothes for a humanity. And sacrifice she had, as when she was done with her meal Nathan was nowhere to be found and neither was her dress or panties.

Her mind restored, if only slightly, the woman realised that she would have to spend the rest of her time as naked as the day she was born. Unless… She remembered that there was a house. And people. And clothes. And maybe even humanity? The woman stood up, but found that her arms had been bound. Still, she could walk, so she started making her way to the house-her naked form unprotected from the empty eyes of the hollows and the eyes of other humans who could watch her plight from other worlds.