Isekai Futa: A GameLit Fantasy Adventure

Isekai Futa A Gamelit Fantasy Adventure Jessica Savage Royal Guard Publishing LLC Copyright Copyright © 2023 by Royal Guard Publishing LLC All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the copyright owner and the publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction. References to real people, establishments, organizations, or locations are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, and are used fictitiously. Any similarity to persons, living or dead, is coincidental. This is a work of fiction. References to real people, establishments, organizations, or locations are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, and are used fictitiously. Any similarity to persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Blurb:It’s New York City’s first snow of the year when an errant truck driver plows into my cabbie from the side. Alright, no need to panic, instead of never waking from my crash, I found myself relocated. Before the accident, I was a woman in her late twenties, working as a mid-level banker who was a rising star destined for greatness. I had a propensity to dress fancy, savor my yearnings for both sexes, and I enjoyed a pretty pampered life which made my transition onto a fantasy world a bit tenuous. You see, Nero—the planet some advanced aliens Isekai’d me to—holds two main species. The Torunas and the Gnashers. The Gnashers are huge, volatile, and downright nasty monsters who prey upon the Toruna. Which, spoiler alert, I’m not a Gnasher. I arrived with two arms, two legs, ten digits, my same good looks, and I’ve magically lost five pounds – thanks Truck-Kun. Basically, I’m on a planet filled with corset-wearing babes who have more fashion sense than a runway in Italy. Besides the great outfits, there are zero men, quests that help me survive, and a whole lot of drama. I either accept my fate or I give up and die. Thankfully, my momma didn’t raise a quitter, and I’m going to need a whole lotta luck because this is going to be one hell of an adventure. Will Sabrina have what it takes to not only survive, but thrive as she integrates, explores, discovers, and entwines on Nero. Warning: Adult themes with a twist. Heavy Yuri romance elements. 18+ Contents 1. CHAPTER 1 2. CHAPTER 2 3. CHAPTER 3 4. CHAPTER 4 5. CHAPTER 5 6. CHAPTER 6 7. CHAPTER 7 8. CHAPTER 8 9. CHAPTER 9 10. CHAPTER 10 11. CHAPTER 11 12. CHAPTER 12 13. CHAPTER 13 14. CHAPTER 14 15. CHAPTER 15 16. CHAPTER 16 17. CHAPTER 17 18. CHAPTER 18 19. CHAPTER 19 20. CHAPTER 20 21. CHAPTER 21 22. CHAPTER 22 23. CHAPTER 23 24. CHAPTER 24 25. CHAPTER 25 26. CHAPTER 26 27. CHAPTER 27 28. CHAPTER 28 29. CHAPTER 29 30. CHAPTER 30 31. CHAPTER 31 32. CHAPTER 32 AFTERWORDS CHAPTER 1 T he City Before leaving the Morgan Stanley Building on Broadway, the hairs on my arms lifted as though a breeze had skated across the length of my skin. I frowned at my reflection as the elevator’s glass doors slid back over again. My long blonde hair was tied in its usual high bun but something about it was off and at first I couldn’t figure out why. I peered at my reflection, my blue eyes searching closely, until I realized I had forgotten something at my desk. I turned and headed back into the open-planned office. Most of my colleagues had gone for the day although I planned to meet a few of them that night for drinks at our usual bar. I loved working at the Stanley, and I loved my job, but I really loved cocktail hour at Nyxie’s bar and restaurant. Their mojitos were to die for. As a mid-level fund manager with six of the best employees’ money could buy, life wasn’t just good. It was fucking great. And the MBA I had worked my ass off getting at NYU was finally beginning to pay off. “Forget something?” Danny looked up from his computer when I walked by his cubicle. “That’s not like ya,” he added in his thick City accent. I ran a hand down the front of my navy-blue color suit and gave him a smile. “A rarity. Don’t get used to it.” His laughter followed me to my desk across the room. I grabbed my fedora off the hat stand, placed it gently on my head, and glanced into the mirror on the wall. I tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ear and pursed my plush, rose-tinted lips. The admin girls who worked upstairs recently asked me what shade of lipstick I wore but the only make-up I wore was a light coating of black eyeshadow to accentuate my eyes. Of course, they never believed me, and insisted I had to have had some work done. Comments like that used to bother me before I joined the corporate world. I had to grow a very thick skin in order to work my way up the corporate ladder, especially in an office dominated by males. Although I could rock a little black dress or make jaws drop in a glitzy gown, I preferred masculine outfits at work, and with my strong jawline, sharp nose, and my ability to scowl at a moment’s notice, I fit in with my colleagues well. “Rina, ya look nervous,” Danny said from over my shoulder. My name was Sabrina, but I let the office call me Rina since we had another Sabrina on the same floor. I pursed my lips at him. Before I could answer, he chuckled. “A rarity… I know.” “Too well. Ya ever get that feeling that the next corner you turn will have a boogeyman waiting?” “Sure, but that’s normally when