Lucita’s POV

  Yesterday night

  Lucita was in so much ecstasy it was like a hue brimming inside her. She laid down on the bed taking a deep breath as sweat drenched her skin. Now she understood how a boy she thought was just a gentle puppet of the loudmouth boy leading a group of degenerates the king called ‘heroes’ could please all the other servants in one night. He was a real beast in the sack.

  That boy in question got out of the bed. Lucita knew he wasn’t tired even after all that sex but there were no more servants left to please him. She was about to get up and tell him that herself when she noticed him approaching the mirror stretching from the floor to the ceiling.

  Seven words illuminated on the surface of the mirror. The mirror may be a part of the room but while he was a master in it he was allowed to do anything with the property; if he wanted to scribble on a mirror it was his right.

  When he was finished he fell back and laid on the bed next to her curled up form. While he was sleeping she got in her doggie position getting on all fours to watch his sleeping face. When she met him she was a little disappointed with his bags under his eyes and gaunt non-muscular body but looking at him now he looked very handsome. It helped that in the moonlight his bags were nowhere to be seen. While he was sleeping she decided to use her appraisal skill on him.

  Everyone thinks because she has blue hair and a cold voice her specialty was ice magic, but really her skill was appraisal. Earlier today when all the summoned heroes were sitting down talking to the maids she used her appraisal to look at their name, stats and a little information from their background; the girls needed to feel safe around people that were complete strangers.

  Most of what the men said and who they really were were complete lies.

  She appraised him:

  Cooro Dash/Toby Sampson

  Gender: Male

  Age: 18

  Level 1

  Profession: N/A

  Stats

  Health: 280

  Strength: 7

  Agility: 5

  Luck: 8

  Charm: 6(though it didn’t seem that way to her)

  DEF: 9

  ACC:7

  DEX: 99

  History: Born as Toby Sampson in another world he died falling for a honeytrap and reincarnated as Cooro Rippel in the world of Rainbow Ashes. In one day he raised his Dexterity from 5 to 99 and came to this world with people the former owners’ body had. Now he is trying to get strong for fun and have a harem life not many people in his old world have.

  This was a lot for her to take. She never read any of this back when the boys were mingling with the girls; it occurred to her he might’ve snuck out instead of joining them. Now that she knew he was a reincarnated person she felt a little sorry for him over how he died in his previous life. She kissed him on the forehead before squeezing his arm and going to sleep.

  She was having a bizarre dream where she was in a small room surrounded by different breeds of cats. Before this she was in a dark void surrounded by holograms of different people above a pedestal. She didn’t know what any of it meant; out of curiosity she touched a pedestal with a cute mouse standing on its hind legs standing up like someone was dangling cheese above its head. After touching it she was brought to this room crowded by looming cats with fangs open like they wanted to stuff prey into their mouths.

  Lucita had no idea why ordinary looking housecats would seem so big. It wasn’t until she looked at how far a window was on a shelf two feet from the ceiling did she realize she was a small animal in this dream, maybe even a mouse. While wondering about this a black cat with sleek fur and a red collar pounced towards her. She was so distracted she was pinned under its weight. Lucita used to stroke the chins of cats when she was younger but never did she feel the collarbone scraping against her tiny body crushing her like she was a squirrel being crushed in someones’ hands.

  Since the cat’s belly was pressed against the floor making it impossible to scurry out northward she rolled to the right scraping against long lashes of whiskers. By the time the sensation of whiskers left her body she got back on her paws scampering towards the wall; many cats chasing after her in a flurry!

  With her tiny paws she climbed up a tiny doorknob on a compartmentalized cupboard against the wall climbing up and up until she was on the peak of the dresser drawer. Of course the cats kept going after her, however, they were too big to maintain balance on the cupboard drawers.

  She was now on the shelf between an open window and a bowl filled with grapes. This was a test; pick freedom or pick the gamble. She may not have her Appraisal skill but she could tell the open window was a trap; taking a moment to try hearing she could hear the swaying tail of a cat brushing against the birch of a tree. She scurried towards the bowl of grapes.

  The bowl was three times her size and with all the grapes eight times her weight. There would be no way she could push it in her small mouse body, however, she knew enough about momentum to know that by pressing against the wall and focusing on her target she could ram into the bowl with enough force to knock it to the floor.

  Her first attempt was a big blunder, she tripped on one of her hind legs hitting the bowl with the right side of her head. Instead of feeling sorry for herself she rolled back the way she came. This time she bristled before she moved hoping it would help with her balance. And then–she ran headlong right towards the part of the bowl her eyes were fixated on.

  CRASH!

  The bowl toppled off the shelf from the force she used. It broke into many shards after hitting the floor, all the grapes rolling in the direction of the cats. The cats looked at it with curiosity before hissing at it. They didn’t know what it was and were weary of it–bad news for Lucita as it was her only way of escape. Fortunately, one of the cats put the grape in its paw and swallowed it.

  The other cats seeing it eating the grape joined it, rolling a grape towards them and swallowing it in their mouths. If she was lucky all of them had swallowed at least one grape. Suddenly, one of the cats started making a caterwaul loud enough for her to hear near the ceiling–all the cats swiveling their attention to that cat–it collapsed to the floor. Its tongue lolled out and its eyes rolled to the back of its head, dead.

  What some don’t know is a cat’s kidney can’t digest a grape leading to kidney failure. If Lucita couldn’t escape and couldn’t fight them in her small mouse form the only option she had was to poison the cats. She did feel a little sad watching all those cats die below her, but she needed to do it if she wanted to survive.

  Suddenly, a status board appeared before her with the stick diagram of a man in a blazing aura carrying a broadsword surrounded by five goblins. Skill Unlocked Bravado(i). When surrounded by five or more enemies your attack will increase by 10 percent.

  Lucita had so many questions on how she obtained this skill…she woke up without receiving any answers. When she was in her dream she felt small and a little fat with her plump body not matching her four small paws; now she felt like she was sweating from a night of pegging her current master. She immediately got out of bed rushing to the mirror her master was scribbling on last night.

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  On the mirror was the word ‘maerd’ written seven times in a row. She used her Appraisal skill on the mirror to see her own status. Most of her stats were the same, but sure enough the skill Bravado was added to her board. She couldn’t believe it–all that happened should’ve just been a dream.

  Out of curiosity she used her Appraisal skill on Cooro once more. Like her there were skills that weren’t there before added to his repertoire. She looked at the mirror trying to solve how writing ‘maerd’ seven times on a mirror gave them new skills just for dreaming.

  She knew that whatever he did made her stronger, and if the rest of the girls learned about this they could break the shackles the king put them in. Speaking of…he was given all the other slave girls in one night. They were all sprawled on the floor against the wall sleeping like junkies after a lucid high. She used Appraisal on all of them–not one of them showed they had learned any new skills even from being in the same room as her and Cooro.

  It could be they just didn’t finish the trial as fast as her…not one of them finishing at the same time as her was a bit of a stretch since they fell asleep before her. It had to be when she clasped her hand around his and slept next to him.

  Speaking of that night, it seemed Cooro was the only one to receive anything on that night. Well she was going to do this to anyone but the opportunity never arose.

  She pulled down the cover exposing his flaccid penis, not the biggest she’s seen but over five inches and looked sturdy enough for her womb. She pulled down her panties ready to ride him cowgirl.

  Lucita poked the shoulders of Doni, Serano, Uyetani, Hana, and Hotaru. They were sleeping soundly even though they were supposed to be up by 5 to prepare breakfast for their masters, however, they were still sleeping soundly. As the head maid she was disappointed in them; as a soon to be rebel she was glad they had a peaceful night.

  “Please…” she told them softly, trying not to wake up Cooro. “Wake up.”

  Lucita didn’t know how she would convince them to just get up and leave with her prosaic way of communicating with them, but maybe they also knew what an amazing person their master was last night that when she tells them they needed to leave because he helped her find a way to end their lives of servitude, they would listen to her.

  “Lucita?” Haru asked, blinking her eyes trying to stay awake. “Whatès going on? Is is morning already…oh Lucita, I'm sorry for sleeping in. I’ll get dressed and prepare breakfast for the masters right away.”

  “Thereès no need for any of us to do that anymore, Haru.” Lucita reassured her. “As you might remember one of the masters was a little more adept at pleasing us maids than any of his friends. What if I told you he also liked to tell me secrets when engaging in pillow talk–and that talk has given me a secret that can help free all girls from the turmoil of following men with only cocks and no brains?”

  Convincing the girls the best way for them to get money they would need is by stealing all the items from the sexually inept masters was the easy part; stopping all of them from pecking a kiss on the sexually adept masters' face before a farewell was the hard part. They needed to be subtle if they wanted to get away unseen, they couldn't risk waking him up spoiling their whole plan.

  Lucita had another reason for stopping them from departing: leaving kiss marks on Cooro's face--she did it first where anymore would destroy what she tried to do.

  After leaving a letter for Cooro--pretending she didn't know his name so he wouldn't know she invaded his information--she and the rest of the maids walked out the door. Normally the only times they were allowed to leave was to hang laundry and buy groceries...knowing she would never walk back into the dorm was liberating for Lucita--and it was probably liberating for the rest of the maids as well.

  First thing they did was venture to the nearest equipment store to sell the garments they came here in. Although their attire had no protection inscribed in it and couldn't even withstand a slash from a goblins' dagger before tearing, it would at least be torn up and patched on the interior of armor to help cushion the wearer's torso after being struck by a blunt blow. Sure the masters would be naked without their clothes, but in this world nudity was less of a violation of a dress code and more flaunting to fellow slave owners how they have a bigger penis than others. If they were lucky the one with the biggest penis would be noticed and not the one that looked more like a doll's arm than an actual penis.

  The beer bellied, shaven haired blonde male owner who looked like his hair couldn't withstand a gust of wind gave them eleven silver for all the clothes they sold to him. They could probably get more if they didn't come as a party of only women and the garbs looked like they were for males. After getting money, Lucita went to a weapon shop to buy a bronze spear and then went to a food stall. The mustache wearing vendor was curious why a maid would be buying food from his stall without a master to accompany her, however, she told a lie that her master wanted to be spoiled by her bringing the food directly to him.

  After a spear and a six inch sandwich of ham, tomatoes, and lettuce each girl was only given an inch of they had five silvers left, a room at an inn costing two silvers a night since most of the denizens used it to have orgies with their harem of slaves. The question on Lucita's mind was if she could find any equipment to disguise her as a male. Women weren't allowed to explore dungeons unless in the company of a man; they didn't have one but nothing said Lucita couldn't register as a male and bring her slaves with her.

  "Listen up, girls." Lucita announced while most of the girls still had bread, tomatoes, meat or salad stuck in their teeth. "Just because I'm stronger and want to go to the dungeon doesn't mean they'll let me; a woman. They have xenophobia that a woman who goes to the dungeon will get strong enough to overthrow the U.X Bridge. Do any of you have any ideas on how we can get in?"

  "Seduce the receptionist so he'll let us in then betray him later?" Uyetani suggested.

  "No, the king only allows gay male receptionists or straight women so no woman can use her body to try getting in."

  "Get strong enough with this new skill power to force them to let us in?" Serano spoke with satisfaction in her voice.

  "We do that and the knights will be notified immediately, sending an army to execute us. If we are going in we mustn't let anyone know that it's a woman trying to get strong enough to overthrow the king."

  "Why don't you just dress up like a man and walk in with your slaves." Haru said.

  "We only have enough coins left for two rooms in the inn."

  "C'mon, Lucita, your first thought of going into the dungeon had to be disguised as a man. If you're only backing out on that idea because you're worried about funding, why don't you steal some clothes and a scarf, put some muddy water in your hair and some dirt on your face, and speak like a male: entitled to one day rule the world and have complete control of all women."

  "So far your idea is the best one of them all, Haru, but stealing now is a lot harder when we sold all the master(s) clothes."

  Well everyone here already thinks of us as harlots...why not give them what they want and take advantage of their distraction to steal a little piece of their clothes? There's five of us so we can find five different people with five different pieces in no time--and you can be the one who steals from them."

  "I'm okay with the stealing part...but no. You have spent your whole lives attending to masters that put their dirty hands on us and breath in our faces with their beer sodden breath. I haven't told you yet what new skill I obtained: Bravado. If we can get at least five different men in one alley I can get strong enough to take them all down with my newly acquired spear."

  "Can we also take some money from them after you beat them up?" Hotaru asked a little too excitedly, like a giddy kid about to get candy, about thievery.

  "No. I plan to knock them out, making them think they had too much fun with a slave and lost a piece of their clothes. Everyone loses clothes around her and no one bothers checking in on it since it's considered the norm, but when a master loses money and a woman seems to have money to spend an accusing finger is immediately pointed to her. We'll just take their clothes."

  Lucita waited in a dark alley blended completely in with the corner that five men with lolled tongues and itchy hands didn't think twice entering the domain. Each one was told by one of her fellow maids to meet them in an alley for fornication for being a proud adventurer. Now that they were all here they all looked at each other a little confused; how could they all be invited to an alley at the same time. However, they noticed Lucita's outline but not her face assuming she was the girl who invited them over. Instead of finding it all strange they all took it as a way for them to taste a little of the fruit that called them--why should they fear what a woman/slave could do.

  Lucita kept her spear in her back sticking under the hem of her maid outfit. Women weren't allowed to carry weapons unless they were accompanied by a master and that was why she needed to hide it...until she pulled it out ready to deliver divine fury upon these unsuspecting horndogs. The moment her spear was wielded in both her arms she was considered to be in combat by her system, and since they were the only ones around they were considered to be the enemies she was facing. A bright red aura flared up around her giving the five men quite the surprise. Before they figured out they were being hunted by none other than a woman like the ones they molested and abused, Lucita dashed in swinging her spear right in their faces.

  She jabbed her spear right into one's nasal cavity, swung one to the right, slid her feet back to deliver another jab into one who tried hiding his mouth with a scarf but couldn't hide his nasal cavity, and kicked the shaft to raise it behind her head before leaping back smacking the backside of two adventurers' heads simultaneously. They all collapsed too quickly for Lucita's liking; got off much easier than the girls they considered their property.

  Regardless of what she was feeling they were now unconscious giving her ample time to decide which of their clothes she would take, being a maid purloiner. She took a red bandana, a beige scarf, green shirt, black tussocks, and just to make it seem like they were her own fashion she took a silver necklace with a thin medallion showing a female lion sticking her head in a male lions rear end while another female lion rubbed her nose against his.

  She was close to looking like a man, all she needed was some finishing touches...soaking her hair in dirty water and putting some dirt around her eyes.

  She, Hana, Serano approached the receptionist office where a short red haired man wearing glasses and a black suit with white sleeves looked at the fake registration paper Lucita made for him. He seemed to have doubts on whether she was really a man, speaking in a low voice and fondling her fellow maid breasts now sandwiched between her arms helped a little but couldn't erase all the doubt he must have.

  "So you want to become an adventurer with your two slaves? Why slaves? You do know if they get strong enough they can betray you by slitting your throat in your sleep or pushing you off a cliff right?"

  Lucita hoped that groping her fellow maids’ breasts would be enough to allow her to enter the dungeon, but it seemed she would need to try a different method. She grabbed Haru’s wrist and pulled her towards her. When she was in front of her she bent her over and rubbed against her buttocks hoping he wouldn’t notice she didn’t have a penis.

  “My slaves are very obliging, thirsty women who only want me to please them. That won’t change even if they become level 100 or even level 150; they’ll still need me to satisfy their desires. Won’t you let us go to the dungeon to help their libido reach its pinnacle.”

  The man looked in complete silence, twitching his eyebrow in irritation. To sell the performance Haru made some fake orgasmic sounds as Lucita’s clit rubbed against her thigh like when she wasn’t close to cumming and thought it would invigorate her master of the night. Since he was gay that show didn’t do anything to arouse him nor did it annoy him, it was just a risque performance in his normal day. He sighed outwardly and handed them back their registration forms.

  “Good luck in there, Mr. Luc Redford.”

  Lucita succeeded in becoming an adventurer. First she would explore only to find enough materials to survive day by day, but someday she would obtain enough skills from her newly acquired tribulation that she could even rule this world…thanks to the help of one very peculiar master.

  Speaking of which, he was in the room with her some time ago but left the room to make his way towards the slave market.

  She heads towards a bowl of red grapes and green grapes to make them swallow it because cats' kidneys can’t digest grapes.