Papers, Please - R18

«Diary of a Reincarnated»

The beautiful city of Vale stretched out before me, a dazzling metropolis full of the most picturesque characters. In the crowded streets, I could see everything from normal people to individuals with animal parts: cat tails, horns, and strange skin patterns. What surprised me the most was the absence of a large wall surrounding it; it wasn't as cliché as I had expected.

I stopped in the middle of the main square, watching how modernity and tradition blended together. Ultramodern buildings stood proudly next to ancient structures, creating a fascinating contrast. It was an impressive sight, and the best part was the robust defense system complemented by a well-armed military force of hunters, ready to keep the Grimm at bay. I'm starting to like this place.

How did I get here, and what happened to Aria? Well, after preventing her comrades from giving Aria the beating of her life, they brought me to Vale. Along the way, I learned a few things. One of the huntresses referred to the creature I had previously called a monster as a Grimm. So, it wasn't a werewolf. Good luck for me, I suppose. Secondly, I discovered that they are huntresses; their profession is to hunt Grimm—pretty obvious, I guess.

I had no trouble entering the city; they let me pass without any difficulties. Being accompanied by a group of huntresses seems to have eliminated any doubts about whether I'm a danger. After assuring them I was fine and a rather awkward farewell, they bribed me with 6000 Lien. I guess it was to keep secret what happened in the forest; apparently, they care about their comrade's well-being.

I've practically been assaulted in the forest, and I could very well ruin that huntress's life. Will I do it? Of course not. She saved my life, and technically it was the system's fault; plus, it's not like I put up much resistance.

How much is a Lien worth? I have no idea. Currently, I could be the most expensive or the cheapest prostitute in the city of Vale. Walking down the street attracts many glances from girls and few glances from guys. I'm not an idiot; clearly, this is an inverted world, as deduced from my "DESIRE."

Now, alone in the city and with some money in my pocket, what magical adventures await me? I don't know. First, I have to embark on the mission of getting an ID.

PD: Remember to buy a journal.

«End of Diary of a Reincarnated»

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Why am I getting an ID? Because it's necessary for many things: leaving and entering Vale, opening a bank account, making sure I don't get robbed of the money I'm carrying, getting a job, and securing a room instead of sleeping on the street. Little unimportant things.

Why don't I go to the slums, find a forger, pay him a lot of money, and then see how he tries to rob me and get saved by some cute girl? No, thanks. I'll save myself those troubles. Although I can't deny participating in this spectacle, I can do it my way—boring and efficient. So, the grand adventure of paperwork starts NOW!

« THE GRAND ADVENTURE OF DANIEL IN THE CIVIL REGISTRY OFFICE!!!!! »

Talking to myself, I murmured, "If anyone asks, I'm a 16-year-old who lived in a small remote village, was attacked by the Grimm, and came to the big city looking for new opportunities. Unfortunately, I had nothing when I escaped and need to get my identification."

The registry office was more crowded than I expected. I approached the counter, trying to maintain a carefree attitude. The receptionist, a woman with dark brown hair that fell in soft waves to her shoulders, had a bored look. Her gray eyes softened slightly when she saw me, though her expression remained reserved.

Taking a breath as if breathing were a bothersome task, she said, "Welcome to the Vale registry office. How can I help you today?"

"I need an identification. I just arrived in the city, but I don't have any papers to confirm my identity."

She pointed to the stairs, "Fourth floor, office 5-B." I thanked her for the information, and as soon as I left, the receptionist slumped back into her chair.

Upon arriving at the office, I knocked three times and entered. Inside, I found a woman in her thirties with loose dark hair that fell in soft waves over her shoulders. Her golden eyes showed an expression alternating between severity and annoyance, while her well-fitted cleavage accentuated her figure prominently. But the most striking feature was her cat ears.

With a cold voice, she said, "Take a seat," pointing to the chair in front of her desk.

I swallowed, trying to keep my composure, and hurried to sit down.

She began typing on her keyboard. "Name and age." She didn't even look at me.

"Daniel Hawk, 16 years old."

She typed something on her keyboard and then looked directly at me. She wasn't swayed by my charms. "Tell me, what's your story?" Her voice remained cold.

Stammering with nerves, I responded, "I come from the outskirts of Vale. My village was attacked, and I came to Vale."

"And you survived?" She raised an eyebrow.

A joke to lighten things up, "I'm tougher than I look. And faster too."

She let out a sarcastic laugh.

I guess it didn't work.

"It seems so. Well, do you have any documents, anything to prove who you are?"

Here came the hard part. I sighed internally and said, "I don't have any documents. The village was quite remote, and I was never registered."

She looked at me skeptically.

Well, maybe I should have thought my story through better. Now I look suspicious.

With the slightest bit of pity, she said, "I'm sorry, but that's not a very good excuse."

Yes, I should have gone to the slums and tried my luck with a forger.

"I'm sorry, but I have to report you. You're a minor, and it seems you've already lied in your record."

The woman began moving her hand under the table, clearly intending to call security.

I shouted as quickly as I could, "WAIT!"

My shout stopped her in her tracks.

She looked at me surprised, "What?" She was waiting for an answer.

It's all or nothing.

[Ability activated: Siren Voice]

I slowly stood up from my seat and began walking around the desk towards the woman. "You're right, I lied," I said softly. "The truth is, I'm a young man without family, with a complicated life behind me."

She had already withdrawn her hand from the desk, and all her attention was on me. I slowly approached behind her seat. "And I want to start over in a new city, a new life," I continued, as my hands slid over her shoulders.

Her body tensed at my touch.

Her voice took on a softer tone, "Really? What kind of life?" She asked, with a hint of interest.

My mouth approached her ear, whispering, "I can show you."

My hands explored her cleavage, gently sliding until they reached her breasts. She let out a muffled moan. I began kissing her neck, my voice a low, penetrating whisper that almost blended with the silence around us.

[Ability activated: Aphrodisiac Essence]

I could feel the tension in the air, a palpable weight between us. The proximity of our bodies generated a slight tremor that ran through her skin. Her breathing deepened, and her pulse quickened, changing the atmosphere around us.

My hands slid slowly over her cleavage, exploring every curve with clear intent. The softness of her skin contrasted with the firmness of my touches, creating an almost palpable anticipation. As my fingers descended, the contact became more intimate, and a muffled moan escaped her lips, a mix of surprise and repressed pleasure.

The space between us grew smaller, charged with vibrant energy with each small movement.

I began kissing her exposed skin, tracing a line of tenderness and desire along her neck. Each kiss was soft, a caress growing in intensity with each touch. She let out a contained sigh, her skin bristling under the touch of my lips. The kisses became deeper and filled with emotion.

"You work very hard. You deserve a reward," I murmured. "You deserve some kind of compensation."

Her eyes were clouded. How strong was this ability? I thought to myself. Then, I kissed her lips. They were incredibly soft, with a delicate strawberry flavor.

"What kind of reward?" She asked, with curiosity and excitement in her voice.

Before she could continue, I slid and knelt in front of her seat. She looked at me and bit her lip, knowing perfectly what I had in mind. I slid my hands around her legs, lifting her skirt and removing her panties, exposing her pussy. I saw how arousal was already beginning to accumulate at her entrance, and instinctively, she spread her legs.

My hand began to caress her clitoris, provoking a loud moan that she tried to silence by covering her mouth with her hands.

"So needy," I said with a husky voice.

I slid two fingers inside her without warning. I could feel her body tremble and more juices flow from her. I wasn't sure, but it seemed she had cum.

I asked with a playful voice, "Did you just cum?" while looking directly into her eyes.

It was attractive to see an older woman so vulnerable.

She stammered, "N-no," she answered with a trembling voice.

She definitely had cum.

*Ring* *Ring* *Ring*

The phone began to ring. "D-Daniel, wait, the phone," she tried to stop me.

"Answer it," I told her, while continuing to assault her pussy with my fingers.

Her voice had a touch of panic, "N-no, I can't, you have to stop," she tried to hold my hand.

"If I stop now, I won't do it again." That froze her in place. Now she had doubts: answer the phone and risk being discovered, or miss the moment of her life.

She picked up the phone. "H-Hello, what do you want?!" Her voice sounded rushed and tired.

"Yes, he's still here. This will take a while." The pleasure seemed to threaten to overflow her voice, revealing her situation to whoever was on the other end of the phone.

"I would like not to be interrupted when I'm working, OH GOD!" She bit her lip and moved the phone away. I didn't stop; I was enjoying this too much.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine, something surprised me, that's all." I could see saliva dripping from her mouth.

"I'll ask you to call me later, AHH!" I didn't wait any longer and slid my head forward. Enthusiastically, I began to lick her clitoris while my fingers never stopped working.

She cried out in a mix of excitement and anger, "I'LL CALL YOU LATER, FUCK!!" She hung up the phone abruptly and fixed her gaze on me. That incited me to work harder than ever, increasing my speed.

She no longer held back her moans. "Ah, AH, AH, FASTER!" She didn't hold back and grabbed my head, pulling it closer to her pussy.

Desperate to please her, I withdrew my fingers and pressed my lips to her pussy. My tongue worked hard, going as deep as it could. Licking and sucking, just to get those magnificent moans. Tears streamed from her eyes; I just wanted to make her feel good.

She let out a louder moan. "FUCK, AH!" She came for the second time. I could taste all her fluid, a sweet flavor.

I moved away from her to admire my work. She was destroyed, sitting in her chair with her legs spread, fluids staining her entire seat. An image I'll remember for a long time.

*One hour later*

I have my ID, YAY!

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Am I a slut?

I don't feel like one, but currently, by this world's standards, I should be, right? I gave oral sex for a favor...

I sighed resignedly, "Better not think too much about it."

"Now, onto the next thing,"Who do I have to blow to get a bank account?"

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Author: I didn't plan for it to be an R18 chapter. I'm not sure what happened, but it stays as it is. Please leave a comment; it encourages me. Give me your ideas or useless items I could include.