The Crusade of Arae

[FragranceofMtDew]

"Don't get your hopes up, I never was any good at this sort of thing." Ezra said, averting her eyes as the huntress cackled at her. She couldn't avoid looking for long though, for a few moments later the massive cock was resting against her face and filling her field of view. Ezra grunted in annoyance at the thick member pressing against her but she knew there was only one way to get this over with. She took a deep breath and tentatively gave the huntress' cock a small lick, starting at the base since it was right next to her mouth already. She grew a bit bolder with her second lick bringing her tongue further up the shaft, though she still had a long ways to go up such a gigantic dick.

Ezra had to sit up a bit to reach the top and, remembering that the head was supposed to be the most sensitive part, she decided she would focus her efforts there. In order to bring the huntress to climax as quickly as she could, Ezra began licking the thick head of her cock. She also used her hand to stroke the girthy shaft, though she was quite gentle about it since her hands were fairly rough and calloused and any unpleasant sensations would only make this take longer.

[A Vision of Sound]

Ezra:

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As you finally extend your tongue and it makes contact with her rather thick, black cock, the Huntress lets loose a gentle moan, her cock flexing in your grip as you now stroke along her length. Your efforts are rewarded with a thick dollop of precum dribbling onto your head as you lick the underside of her cock, before you sit up slightly in order to lick along her pointed tip. She groans and smiles down at you, emitting a cackle as you tend to her. "Mmmh...Why so self-conscious? You're doing juuuuust fine...Juuust like that..." She trails off, your tongue moving in circles around her doggy-dick's tip. Another thick burst of precum in the form of a droplet is deposited right on your tongue, and as the Huntress begins pushing her hips forwards gently, there's little you can do except swallow it.

The Huntress leans down and cups your cheek, affectionately petting you as your tongue travels along her dick. She lets you simply lather her cock with your spit for a few minutes, though it's clear she isn't going to be done anytime soon if this is all you'll do. Regardless, she slowly raises one of her hands on top of your head, then grips your hair, gently forcing you to accept her cock into your mouth. The black mammoth stretching your mouth while just managing to comfortably slide inside, the tip of her doggy-cock rests in your mouth atop your tongue. Hopefully encouraging you to lick her point as she starts forcing more of her cock into your mouth, she moans softly, and retracts her cock from your mouth. Pressing the tip of her cock against the top of your nose and then letting the thick black dick slide up the bridge of it, your eyes then focus on something you failed to notice before-- A tightly-set pair of ebony lips set between the base of her cock and her furry balls. Apparently, the Huntress is a hermaphrodite!

Simply content to let her wet cock rest atop your forehead, she smiles down at you, gently petting your face once more. "Noooow...Before I continue, I'm going to give you a choice. I'll either bury this inside your throat and cum in your stomach, or I can turn you over and fuck you in the ass. If I fuck you though, I might be...Convinced, to keep doing you and your little girlfriend a few more favors..." She snickers, before erupting into a cackle, her cock gently flexing atop of your head as the scent of her cunt begins to fill the air as well, alongside her dick.

Well shit, you're going to have cum inside of you one way or another, though at least she's letting you choose.

Status:
Health: 29/29 (27+2)
Mind: Slightly horny.
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty. Fatigued.
Affects: Venombrawlers (+2 to health)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 4 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Flimsy heavy gauntlets. Light cloth armor in good condition. A well-made, well-maintained dagger. A backpack, containing: Ulmnioson fruit.
Core:
Strength – 7
Dexterity - 7
Constitution - 6
Intelligence - 2
Charisma - 2
Perception - 4
Luck - 1
Corruption - 5

[Icaelus]

A token resistance was offered to the Siren as Jeanne's lust-addled mind urged her forward, her steps almost sluggish as whatever was left of her rational thought raged against her own lust. Eyes glued to that glorious rod just out of reach, Jeanne's hands roamed to her ratty belt, unclasping it along with her swords and dumping them by the edge of the lake, where the water lapped at them.
The pants offered little resistance as the raven-haired girl slipped out of them, the black fabric of the pants making way to reveal the creamy white skin of her long, lovely legs.
Her breath caught in her throat, her blush darkening even further as she tossed the pants on top of her swords, wading deeper into the lake clad only in her black undergarments. The sight of the black fabric covering all her appeal was a sensual one, the black in stark contrast with her white skin. She kept walking, inching closer and closer to Crystella..
Crystella herself was moving even closer, all the way furiously masturbating with both of her sexes. That must've felt amazing. That perverted thought zipped through Jeanne's mind as she considered what it would be like to have a cock of her own..
The smell of cum broke her from that trance as Crystella blew the first of her loads, blasting it wastefully all into the water near her feet. A gentle ripple trailed the hot semen onto her milky calves, making her involuntarily shudder at the feeling. It was so..warm.
It was all she could do at that point to hold herself back from getting on her knees to lap up all that wasted cum in the water..the real attraction stood just right in front of her.

"Y-you..win."
The hesitant whisper that escaped Jeanne's rosy lips was barely audible even to herself as she stood within arm's reach of Crystella. Even the words she had whispered weren't honest to her true feelings, that much she knew. In truth, she had wanted this all along, hadn't she? Just..give in to it..and it would all feel so gooood..
The last rational thought of defiance melted away as Jeanne took a final step forward, her own beautiful features that were comparable to Crystella's barely an inch away from her face.
She leaned forward, her perky B-cups pressing against Crystella's own breasts as she gently touched lips with the siren, a prelude of what was to come.

[FragranceofMtDew]

It was bad enough that Ezra was forced to tend to this woman's cock but she also had to put up with her compliments and petting as well. As if dick licking were something to be proud of! Ezra did her best to ignore the huntress and continue what she was doing until she felt a hand on her head. She was going to protest but didn't have time before the tip of the dick was forced into her mouth. Ezra was caught off guard but remembered to keep licking as the cock was forced deeper into her mouth and then exhaled with relief as it was extracted.

As Ezra was catching her breath, the huntress began rubbing her massive dick on her nose and the smell was starting to get to her. She could feel her face flush an even deeper crimson as she pondered the choice she had been given. The huntress was strong, that much couldn't be denied, but Ezra had a feeling that continued involvement with her would have her in more situations like this one. Besides, she wasn't entirely confident in her ability to take that monster rod up her ass. "I... I don't need your help. I was doing just fine on my own. So let's finish this already." Ezra told the huntress before gripping her shaft again moving and her mouth towards the tip, ready to suck the huntress off and pay her debt.

[A Vision of Sound]

Jeanne:

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As your smooth, creamy legs are revealed, the lusty hermaphrodite is all but encouraged to stroke even faster. Her orgasm is a rich one, fluids both ejecting from her cock and squirting from her pussy. Never the less, as you slowly near her, the fierce blue blush along her cheeks all but deepens, her beautiful blue lips twisting into a smile not of lust, but of victory. She gently encompasses you in her arms, wrapping them around the small of your back as you press against her, your bra pressing against the woman's large C-cup chest, her nipples mashing against your own through the black lace. It feels rapturous, being so close while rubbing up against someone as soft and beautiful as this. That of course may also be blamed on the fact that her thick, drooling cock is mashed between your bellies, though.

Your lips press against hers, and sparks fly. Your rational thoughts, if any were left, are completely gone and are instead replaced only by simple math. Cock + cunt = fuck. These thoughts of being seeded and giving yourself to this 'woman' are the only things you can think about, and your panties are absolutely soaking wet, and not from the water, mind you. Your love juices even begin dribbling down your smooth thighs, and the scent of your engorged sex is enough to make the cock sandwiched between the two of you jerk and jump against you powerfully. You can feel a thick, warm dollop of precum gathering in your navel due to where her tip would be, and you nearly collapse from just how badly you need it inside of you.

As you share the kiss, the Siren's tongue briefly presses against your lips. You immediately open them, and extend your own tongue, eager to taste her. Sooner rather than later, your tongue collide, rubbing and sliding against one another as your makeout-session turns into a sloppy french kiss. She leans up and wraps an arm around the back of your neck, further deepening the kiss as she softly moans, grinding her body against yours to get more stimulation out of her cock. You can even feel the heat from her pussy, and you oh so want to tend to both of her sexes...

Just then, regretfully, Crystella retracts her lips and smiles lustily down at you, idly moving your hand to her cock, which she then encourages you to jerk off while she talks, her breath catching with nearly every stroke of your hand as it would quickly be covered in her heady precum.

"H-hhnn...Mm, that's it...Doesn't it feel good, Jeanne? Ooo, your hand feels- A-aah~! Diviiiiiine...I-...I can't wait...Please, it's ba-aaaahhcked up so much...J-...Just kiss it, please, suck on it!" She moans, her voice rising an octave higher as her cock pulses and jumps against your grasp on its own. As Crystella finishes her sentence though, she almost pushes you to the ground out of desperation. She manages to restrain herself though, but not before putting her hands on your shoulders and roughly forcing you down on your knees, up to the beginning of your thighs in the warm water. Her cock nearly presses against your forehead as she'd be too far gone to really aim it, though it's clear she's trying to spear your mouth. She puts a hand on top of your head and firmly grasps your hair, moaning as she manages to needily breathe out, "H-hh....Don't be afraid to...Mmmmm~...Touch my pussy, too..."

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun!
Nutriments: Slightly thirsty.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

Ezra:

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As you speak without the dick in your mouth, the Huntress grins and cackles down at you, rather enjoying how flustered you've become. She leans a hand down and twirls a stand of your white hair in her fingertip, while at the same time gently pumping her hips to let her precum-and-saliva-slicked dick to rub up and down your nose and forehead. As you give your answer and lean your face forwards however, the Huntress emits a somewhat disappointed sigh. "Mmh...I suppose it's back to hunting you tomorrow, then. Shame~" She grins, though she lets you wrap your lips around her cock, the heat of her pussy felt even from this distance as it visibly clenches when you begin sucking her tip. The fur around her thighs is wet by this point, the love-juices from her pussy dribbling downwards past her balls. As you begin sucking however, the Huntress begins panting softly, gently pumping her hips towards you every few seconds to get a bit more stimulation out of the blowjob.

As you continue tossing her off though, whether or not you'd be getting more courageous, the Huntress would be getting slightly impatient. Groaning, she then frowns down at you, and puts both of her furred, rather strong hands on either side of your face. Her claws begin to dig into your head, though it's nothing compared to what you're looking at now. With the tip of her black doggy-dick just kissing your lips, she then pushes her hips forwards and spears your mouth, penetrating you like she would a cunt. She moans appreciatively as her cock presses against the back of your throat, and forces your head to straighten out to give her better access to your throat. Getting herself into a gentle, if firm, rhythm at this point, the Huntress cackles between panting breaths. "Oo-oooo...This is-- Hh...Goooood~...Try opening your mouth a bit more, Slut. Remember to use that to-ooooonnngue...Lick my balls when I thrust." She commands, quite literally starting to facefuck you.

Status:
Health: 29/29 (27+2)
Mind: Slightly horny.
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty. Fatigued.
Affects: Venombrawlers (+2 to health)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 4 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Flimsy heavy gauntlets. Light cloth armor in good condition. A well-made, well-maintained dagger. A backpack, containing: Ulmnioson fruit.
Core:
Strength – 7
Dexterity - 7
Constitution - 6
Intelligence - 2
Charisma - 2
Perception - 4
Luck - 1
Corruption - 5

[Zankio]

Vyn lets out an exasperated sigh at the now wettend firewood. But rubs her tired eyes and continues searching. Her search proves to be not much more than her pacing around the same few area's, the dim light proving to be a challenge but eventually she gives in. She weighs her options, preferring to be warm and safe than keep searching while the stone drains her in exchange for light. She sets her satchel down carefully to the side and takes out the Je'badi crystal. Taking it in her right hand so as to not burn her sword one, she grips it firmly and holds it outstretched over the firewood, concentrating firmly on the words. Ultima Flame. Images of fire cling to her mind as she awaits the activating chirp, bracing herself for the searing heat.

[FragranceofMtDew]

Ezra grunted in irritation, partially because when the dick wasn't in her mouth it was constantly being rubbed all over her face, and partially because she hadn't realized not taking it up the ass would make the huntress her enemy again. Ezra had thought that she was mostly interested in Red but apparently the huntress had taken an interest in Ezra herself. Wonderful. The huntress would make a formidable opponent but Ezra had to admit that she was relishing the thought of beating the bitch into submission.

But the time for worrying about that was later and the time for sucking dick was now. Ezra resumed her careful pleasuring of the huntress' cock, although it soon became clear that the huntress was looking for something a little more intense. Ezra winced as the huntress grabbed her by the head and gasped around her cock when she began thrusting it deeper into Ezra's throat. She wasn't ready for that and hadn't taken in enough air beforehand. Her breathing became short and her tongue hung out of her mouth, saliva starting to drool out as well, as her mouth and throat were filled with the thick cock thrusting in and out of it. Ezra did her best to follow the huntress' commands by opening her mouth as wide as she possibly could to accommodate the massive rod and licking her balls whenever they came within range of her tongue, but it was becoming difficult enough as it was just to breathe and keep herself from gagging. Nonetheless, Ezra kept up with the huntress' pace as best she could in hopes that it would be over soon.

[A Vision of Sound]

Everyone:

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The moon is at its' highest point in the sky. You suspect half the night has gone by.

Vyn:

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Regretfully, you sigh as you fish out the crystal, looking at it for a brief moment, before you clench your fist around it. You position your fist over the fire, and close your eyes and sigh heavily. The onlookers around you frown and wonder just what it is you're doing, before you think of the words, reinforcing them in your mind. Slowly, the crystal begins getting hotter. And hotter, and hotter. It's at the point now where it's starting to cause you discomfort, yet you continue to firmly grasp it and reinforce the words in your mind. Hotter and hotter it gets, until you can feel it start to burn your skin. Smoke begins travelling from the recesses of your hand, and you nearly cry out in pain, but cut yourself off as you realize there are people around. As a Crusader, you need to show strength.

The crystal continues to burn violently in your hand, before you feel a click in your head. It's almost as if you were told to. You drop the crystal into the firepit, and instantaneously, it's engulfed in a beautiful, large gold-colored fire. It stretches high into the air, and if you were not too busy tending to your rather severely burned hand, you could see the faint shapes of fiery dragons and soldiers fighting in the flames, though with more than a second's stare, they disappear, only to re-appear again somewhere else in the fire. The display is absolutely beautiful, and it's not too long before more and more scenarios are played out in the flames, ranging from ogres to trolls to armies of goblins, it truly is amazing. Looking back down to your burned hand though, you nearly gasp in shock as it's completely burned through your skin, and you can almost see the bone underneath. Tears well in your eyes, biting your lip strongly, practically drawing blood as you leave your hand opened to the sky, hoping the cool night air might give it some relief.

Relief however, comes in a different form. Rork slowly comes over and sits down beside you, gesturing towards your hand. He speaks in a soft, caring voice. "May I?"

Status: 
Health: 18/24
Mind: Tired. In severe pain. (-1 to Charisma, Strength, Dexterity, Intelligence.)
Nutriments: Thirsty. Peckish.
Affects: Elf race (Passive mana regeneration along with a slightly larger mana pool)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Nature's Nourishment, Zephyr's Whisper, Charm Animal.
Equipment: Light armor in perfect condition. A satchel in good shape, filled with: Blueberries.
Core: 
Strength – 5 (-1)
Dexterity - 5 (-1)
Constitution – 4
Intelligence – 5 (-1)
Charisma – 3 (-1)
Luck – 3
Corruption - 3

Ezra:

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As the Huntress' doggy dick is thrust against your mouth, hardly giving you any time to prepare beforehand, she begins panting softly, and in a surprisingly feminine way. Never the less, she continues pumping against your face, her grip all but tightening though she makes sure not to dig her claws in deep enough to draw blood. She briefly pulls her hips back, her hands still on your head, and gasps softly, "H-hhhng...Breathe, Slut...Now li-iiiii, ooo...Lick the tip, make sure you get my urethra, too~" She snickers in between pants of pleasure, and waits for your service.

Once you're done, she gives you a second to breathe again, before she plunges her thick, black cock into your mouth again, groaning in pleasure as your tongue provides a soft bed for her dick to slide over. By now her balls are completely soaked with your saliva, and they feel taut, almost like they were ready to burst. Oh fuck, just how long has it been since she had her last orgasm?! You don't get much time to think about anything else than sucking dick though, for if your throat was a little too loose, she'd growl down at you, fixing her grip along your head to dig her claws into your skin. Seeing her mad, even in this state, was actually a bit frightening. Never the less, her thrusting resumes, and she starts the process all over again, humping against your face. Your view is dominated by her furry tummy, slapping against your forehead with the force of a brick wall. Whether you'd like to admit it or not, the Huntress was indeed strong, very strong, if she could leap effortlessly with you in her arms up a tree, then drop down in here.

Suddenly though, she starts thrusting her hips harder and harder, and if she were fucking you, you'd guarantee that the little clearing here would be filled with the heavy sound of two bodies clapping against one another. Her thrusts are limited to short bursts, and she moans softly with every second or so thrust. It seems she's ready to cu- "O-oooooohhhh, I'm go-ooonna cuuuuuuum~! Open up nice and wi-iiiide, Slut! You'll get every d-ddroop! Hhhnnn~!"

Status:
Health: 29/29 (27+2)
Mind: Slightly horny.
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty. Fatigued.
Affects: Venombrawlers (+2 to health)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 4 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Flimsy heavy gauntlets. Light cloth armor in good condition. A well-made, well-maintained dagger. A backpack, containing: Ulmnioson fruit.
Core:
Strength – 7
Dexterity - 7
Constitution - 6
Intelligence - 2
Charisma - 2
Perception - 4
Luck - 1
Corruption - 5

[Icaelus]

Jeanne gasped as the peck of the kiss escalated into a full-blown french kiss, their tongues entwining with each other in a furious battle that she felt that she was losing. She felt like her mind was melting just from the excitement of that kiss. Sandwiched between their two slim, yet curvaceous figures was Crystella's long, dripping member. Her waist briefly brushed against the tip, a drop of that burning hot pre-cum smearing itself into her navel as the siren's hands drew themselves across the small of her back, pulling her even closer to her.
An arm wrapped herself around her neck, dragging Jeanne deeper into the kiss, which she was only too happy to oblige. As they broke apart to breathe, Jeanne gave Crystella a lusty grin, a hint of mischief mixed in that smile.
"Are you that happy to see me? Or is this your usual way of greeting people?"
Jeanne teased as the siren guided one of her soft hands to her cock, encouraging her. It was the first time that she had performed a handjob..but here went nothing. She took a tender grip on Crystella's throbbing dick, almost letting go in surprise as the warmth of it shocked her.
Oh..God.
The girl bit her lip as she stroked along the siren's blue dick softly, eliciting sweet cries of pleasure from her. She couldn't take this much longer..her nether regions ached, burning with the need for something, someone to fill it. Ohgodohgodohgod..
Cold hands clapped themselves on her shoulders, forcing her down to her knees abruptly. The huge, throbbing cock dangled in front of her face, the musky smell melting away whatever reservation of sucking cock she had left.
The blue rod smeared a dollop of pre-cum against her cheek as Crystella thrusted, trying to get her manhood into her mouth and missing. A hand trailed through her dark hair, taking a firm hold. Well. She wasn't going anywhere, then. Not that she wasn't where she wanted to be~

"A-alright, already!"
Jeanne stammered. To be honest, it was probably the first time she was giving a blowjob of her own volition. What if it didn't feel any good for the siren? Ugh, no time for that. She was waiting.
She dragged in a deep breath, knowing that she would need it as her lips parted, her tongue darting out to tease along the tip of Crystella's cock. She slowly lowered her head, her rosy lips taking in just the very head of the dick, all the while her tongue teased, running sensual circles around the tip.
A mischievous glint shone in Jeanne's blue eyes as she looked up at the siren, as if challenging her to assert her dominance.

[Zankio]

The pain was unlike anything Vyn had experience before. Her face contorting in pain as she lets out a soft whimper, her instincts desperately begging her to release the crystal. She battles with herself as what feels like an eternity passes before the crystal signals to her, with a deep gasp of air she nearly flings it into the firewood, cradling her scorched hand as the flames come to life. She numbly stares at the beautiful display before her as she hunches over for awhile, the aching throb of pain on her hand making it difficult to feel any relief from the heat. Turning away from it she brings her hand before her to examine the wound, the sight forming a knot in her stomach as she flinches away. She's never been squeamish towards acts of nature or the wounds of others, but something was different when you could feel it for yourself. Holding it to the cool air she lets out a shaky breath, hoping to become accustomed to it sooner rather than later, losing sleep was always potentially dangerous.

Vyn noticed Rork approach, a part of her causing her to shy away from him not wanting to be seen so vulnerable. Hearing his gentle offer for aid it takes a moment for her tired mind to process before she gives an eager nod. "Yes, please." Vyn says sofly, offering her slightly trembling hand to him.

[FragranceofMtDew]

Ezra gasped for air as the huntress' cock was withdrawn from her mouth, casting a glare upwards upon being called a slut again but choosing not to say anything and licking the cock again as she was told. She was given a brief respite before the dick is shoved back into her mouth once more and thankfully she is able to take a deep breath this time. The facefucking Ezra received was starting to get more intense this time around as it seemed the huntress was going to be cumming soon. Ezra couldn't help but let out a slight squeal as she felt the sharp claws dig into her, signalling that she wasn't doing well enough anymore, and the thrusting intensified to the point where the huntress' entire torso seemed to be slamming into her face.

Ezra was being completely dominated and she was completely helpless at this point. She felt some relief when the huntress announced that she was finally cumming but also felt a bit of fear as well when she recalled just how full to burst her balls were with semen. There was nothing she could do about it now besides close her eyes, keep her mouth open, and wait.

[A Vision of Sound]

Jeanne:

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You lean down willingly even through the forceful descent to your knees, the warm water gently lapping at your thighs as you do so. Crystella is either too far-gone into her own lust to either hear what you're saying, or she just simply doesn't respond. Crystella at least looks a tad more patient as you tell her to wait, though she bites her lip and emits a whine as the heat from her pussy is palpable. Watching you watch her cock for only the briefest seconds, as you lean in and open your mouth, your tongue gently outstretching as you do so, you can hear the siren's breath hitching as she lovingly stares down at you. Your lips touch the tip of her cock, followed by your mouth, licking along the mushroom of her member. As soon as you do, it's like sparks fly. You know the taste should be average or mediocre at best, but...With her, it's unlike anything you've ever experienced before.

Her precum is the first to introduce itself to your tongue, and the thick liquid is delicious. Without even thinking, your tongue lathers her cock, and in her precum's place, your saliva gladly replaces it. Her precum however, glides into your mouth, and it's all you can do to not let it guzzle down your throat. You drink her pre eagerly, savoring every drop, and nearly swoon. There's more to be done though, and you just barely remember what you're doing. Pushing your head forwards a tad and taking in more of her blue dick, your red lips provide a contrast as the Siren fixes her grip along the top of your head, fingers in your hair. Gently allowing you to start bobbing your head now, the siren's dick immediately pulses and jumps inside of you, clearly enjoying the stimulation. This of course makes the siren moan, immediately pulling your head forcefully onto her member as best she can. It's all too soon that the tip of her cock presses against the back of your throat and when it does, she bites her lip and stifles a moan as you can almost feel the precum travelling down her shaft. A thick dollop of pre presses against the back of your throat, before travelling straight down into your tummy.

Wriggling your head around her cock, she emits a high-pitched moan and grabs your hand, practically slapping it against her blisteringly-hot (And wet!) pussy. The blue-skinned lips of her cunt practically shine with their moisture, and her thighs definitely aren't spared of it. "Hhhhnnn...S-so gooooood~! J-...Just a little...Dee-eeeee, oooo....Deeeeepeeeeer~..." She moans, forcing you to bob your head on her cock as her fingers dig into the top of your head, before she suddenly seizes up. Looking up at her, her eyes are practically rolled into the back of her head as she retracts the grip from your hair, only to put both hands on either side of your face, before she roughly thrusts forwards, the tip of her dick pressing against the back of your throat. She continues to roughly thrust her crotch against yours, and the wet, soft feeling of her cunt mashing against your chin with every thrust is a rapturous one. Soon you're drooling a mixture of precum and saliva past her cock and down your chin, which then mixes with her pussy-juices to give you a heady aroma that only serves to make your cunt clench in desperation.

The only thing you see however, is the blue-goddess' crotch slamming into your face, the woman letting out especially eager moans with every thrust as her dick begins to push down your throat, and she still has more to give! "O-oohh, oohhhh my godd, yes, just like that! Take it! Hhnngggg, take it all, I'm gonna cum so haaard down your slutty little throat~!" She breathily moans, fucking your face with abandon at this point.

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun! Extremely horny. (-3 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Slightly thirsty.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

Vyn:

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Rork sighs faintly as he takes your hand, holding it in his gentle grasp. He smiles and shakes his head slowly to you, in a joking manner. "Looks like you got roughed up again, eh? At least the fire was the product of this little injury...And we all thank you for that, everyone feels a bit safer with it burning." He nods to you, looking you in the eyes as he thanks you. "And the flames are beautiful...Just taking one look at them is making my heart sing for adventure. Though I get ahead of myself, you're obviously in pain." He explains, cutting himself off as he closes his eyes, sighing heavily. He then inhales deeply, and sets into a smooth rhythm of breathing. You almost fail to notice that he'd even started chanting some time ago, and your breath nearly catches in your throat as his hands begin to emit a faint, warm glow, easing the tremendous pain on your hand. It isn't much, but you'd do anything to make it stop.

Were you watching your hand as it was healed, you can visibly see your muscle and fat tissue slowly weaving in one another, until they form a muscle layer. It's then that your tendons begin forming, followed quickly by your skin. In less than ten minutes, your hand is completely healed, not so much as a scar or mark signifying your previous injury. Rork seems a bit shaky, though it's obvious he isn't as bad-off as he was when he healed your rescuer. He gives you a warm smile, and gently pats your back. "I only hope you'll avoid injuries as best you can in the future. Though...I don't see a collection of people such as yourselves travelling together, especially through a forest...What are your purposes here?" He looks at you, curiosity painted along his features as several others would be listening in. It seems you've got a small crowd looking at you for answers! A nice crowd that's only genuinely curious, but a small crowd nonetheless.

Status: 
Health: 22/24
Mind: Tired.
Nutriments: Thirsty. Peckish.
Affects: Elf race (Passive mana regeneration along with a slightly larger mana pool)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Nature's Nourishment, Zephyr's Whisper, Charm Animal.
Equipment: Light armor in perfect condition. A satchel in good shape, filled with: Blueberries.
Core: 
Strength – 5
Dexterity - 5
Constitution – 4
Intelligence – 5
Charisma – 3
Luck – 3
Corruption - 3

Ezra:

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You stay there, on your knees as her furry crotch is thrust against your face with abandon. The hyena's pants and groans of appreciation of your tight mouth and throat are made well-known to anyone within earshot, her hard under-tummy hitting against your face to produce firm claps with every thrust. She lets her tongue loll out the side of her mouth, her pointed doggy-cock pressing down your throat as she suddenly wrenches your head to get your mouth and esophagus in a straight line for her to penetrate. She takes long, deliberate thrusts down your throat as she snickers in a heavily pleasured manner, her tail wagging behind her as it feels like her cock is swelling in your mouth. She's close!

Going back to quick, short thrusts that practically shove her entire thick, black dick in your mouth at once, after a few more token thrusts, the Huntress seize up and moans heavily, and you can feel the cum travelling down her cock, and brace as best you can. Her doggy-cock briefly bloats, before erupting in a geyser of semen, thick, hot pulses of cum flying down your throat and being deposited straight in your stomach. She thrusts erratically with every pulse of cum, the thick ivory liquid flinging out rope after rope as you feel something else pressing against your lips-- Her knot! Either not caring or just not wanting to stop, she casts aside thrusting and instead pulls your face towards her crotch as deep as she can, moaning sweetly, "Ohhh, yeeees~! That's it, gooood whore! Take it all! Mmmmnnn, gonna knot your slutty mouth!" Her pussy leaks a thick white liquid as you're used as a cum dump, evidently when she cums, both of her sexes finish at the same time. Never the less, with a few more token thrusts, the last of her spunk is drooling down your throat and almost overflowing into your mouth. Slowly, she opens your jaw painfully wide to remove her knot, and you cough up the last of her semen.

The Huntress cackles down at you, and you look at your tummy to see that you almost look a bit bloated! Christ, she had a lot of cum, it looks like you're two months pregnant. You can even feel it sloshing around inside of you when you move...

"Mmmmm, that was gooood, Meat...It's only a shame I didn't get to fuck you in the ass. Maybe some other time, huh? She cackles, leering down at you as her tail continues wagging, her knot starting to deflate as her cock jerks of its own accord near your mouth. She then presses the tip of her doggy-cock forwards, poking your cum-stained lips. "Don't be shy, bitch. Clean it." She commands, forcefully gripping the top of your head and getting her fingers deep in your hair, grinding the tip of her cum-coated dick against your lips.

Status:
Health: 29/29 (27+2)
Mind: Horny. (-1 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty. Fatigued.
Affects: Venombrawlers (+2 to health)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 4 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Flimsy heavy gauntlets. Light cloth armor in good condition. A well-made, well-maintained dagger. A backpack, containing: Ulmnioson fruit.
Core:
Strength – 7
Dexterity - 7
Constitution - 6
Intelligence - 2 (-1)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 4
Luck - 1
Corruption - 5

[FragranceofMtDew]

As the huntress began to cum, Ezra hit a limit of her own as well. The scent of cock was absolutely overpowering now and as hard as she had resisted it, it was finally driving her crazy. This wasn't helped by the massive amount of semen forcefully exploding throughout her body and overflowing out of her stomach. The warmth she had previously felt only in her face now spread throughout her entire body and she began to shudder from the unfamiliar sensations. Her face had gone numb enough at this point that having her jaw stretched so wide to remove the knot didn't hurt as much as it should have, though she would certainly by sore come morning. With their bodies finally unjoined, Ezra fell forward onto her hands as she coughed up what little semen that wasn't in her stomach.

She remained like that for a bit, eyes half closed and absentmindedly rubbing her cum bloated belly, until the huntress lifted Ezra up by her head and commanded her to lick her cock clean. Surprisingly, Ezra didn't object as she didn't seem to have the energy or the will to protest. She simply nodded and immediately popped the doggy dick back into her mouth, tongue lapping up the cum from every inch of it that she could reach.

[Icaelus]

The slow, teasing pace of her teasing was quickly sped up, aided mostly by Crystella all but grabbing hair head and shoving her head down on her cock as hard as she possibly could. Jeanne's blue eyes began tearing up, widening in shock at the sudden rough treatment. The tip of Crystella's cock scraped unpleasantly against the back of her throat and she gagged at the discomfort.
It hurt..so good? That was the only explanation she could offer herself. Combined with that yummy pre and the siren's own delicious cock, she couldn't complain..not that she could, with Crystella raping her throat this savagely. So..damn..good.
Her hand roamed to her own feminine sex, attempting to give herself some relief, but was thwarted as the siren reached down and grabbed her wrist, yanking it forward to smash against her blazing hot pussy. Oh, so that was how it was gonna be? If Jeanne could've smiled, she would. But busy choking on dick as she was, she just made do with a little cough.
Her slender fingers pierced into the bluish nether lips of Crystella's cunt, slowly pistoning one, two, then three fingers as deep as she could shove them. She thumbed at the clit, teasing and tickling at it while her other hand sneaked around to the siren's rear, her fingers groping Crystella's bare, blue ass. Squeezing down hard on one of those beautifully rounded cheeks, her hand moved on to it's original target, the dark blue star of the siren's ass.
Her fingers thrust in, invading the siren's asshole in one fluid motion and pumping in and out as roughly as Jeanne could manage from her position, getting a little payback from how hard Crystella was ravaging her throat.
The action probably proved to be counter productive, turning on the siren even more as she impossibly thrust even faster, sexual moans escaping from her with each thrust she performed.
Like it or not, Jeanne couldn't take much more of this skullfucking. Her hand withdrew from Crystella's pussy, instead tapping hard against the siren's thigh in submission, pleading for her to stop. Her blue eyes rolled up into the back of her head, riding an oxygen deprivation high as she redoubled her efforts on the anal end of pleasuring Crystella, all five fingers slamming in and out of her asshole.

[A Vision of Sound]

Ezra:

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The Huntress cackles down at you, her laughter echoing through the small clearing as you willingly and almost immediately wrap your soft, warm lips around her dick once more. Your tongue eagerly swirls and licks as much as you can from her soppingly-wet dick, the black, thick meat pulsing on top of your tongue. As you finally manage to clean her however, she pushes your forehead onto your back with a snerk, her cocks lowly shrinking down into her sheath as she wipes a bit of moisture from her pussy. "That was goooood, bitch...Might have been even better if I fucked you. I'll just have to change that after I beat your ass into submission, eh?" She laughs, shaking her head slowly as she looks around for a brief moment, before collecting her armor. Once she's donned her entire setup again, she cocks her head to you, snickering once more at your slightly bloated belly. "Wonder how you're going to explain that to your gal-pal. Oh well, not like I care. Make sure you tell her that I'm going to fuck her, too."

After you've collected your things, heedless of whether or not you'd actually put them on or not, the Huntress scoops you up and with a grunt, leaps through the air, digging her claws against the side of a tree, before pushing backwards and turning herself around mid-flight to land on the branch of another. She whizzes through the trees like this with you, lasting about a minute in total, before you see the firelight of your camp. Even through the wind whistling through your ears, the Huntress...Surprisingly doesn't make a sound. She's completely quiet as she leaps and lands against the branches, her large form not betraying her in the slightest.

As she comes above your camp site however, she flashes a wicked grin down at you, holding you over thin air. "Remember, bitch. That elf and your asses belong to me, now. Remember to spread your legs for me when we meet again, or I'll just have to make you." And with that, she simply...Lets go of you, shit! You plummet through the air, until landing near the fire with a jolt of pain running straight through your body. Groaning, you look up towards the Huntress, and see that she's gone, likely gone through the trees again. You groan again, before sitting up, with the wide eyes of everyone in the camp watching you, clearly waiting for an explanation. You're getting so very tired, though...Your eyes are almost closing on themselves as the only thing you want to do right now is sleep. You feel a slight unpleasant sensation of your panties, however. They're...A bit wet.

Status:
Health: 28/29 (27+2)
Mind: Horny. (-1 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty. Fatigued. Very tired.
Affects: Venombrawlers (+2 to health)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 4 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Flimsy heavy gauntlets. Light cloth armor in good condition. A well-made, well-maintained dagger. A backpack, containing: Ulmnioson fruit.
Core:
Strength – 7
Dexterity - 7
Constitution - 6
Intelligence - 2 (-1)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 4
Luck - 1
Corruption - 5

Jeanne:

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As the siren continues to brutally face-fuck you, moaning ecstatically all the while, your fingers manage to briefly press against her soppingly-wet cunt, before squeezing themselves inside-- Damn, she's tight! As your index, then middle, then ring finger are somehow pushed inside of her beautifully-sculpted lower lips, she convulses and her voice rises an octave, her dick pushing farther and farther into your throat with every thrust. Precum practically drools down your throat, filling your stomach with its' delicious flavor and thickness. However, as you grope and then peel apart the siren's ass to expose her puckered blue asshole, then manage to thrust your fingers against her stubbornly-tight pucker, she suddenly gasps and her breath catches in her throat. Not even concerned in the slightest or either not noticing your desperate tapping of her thigh, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and you can feel her cock swelling.

She pulls her hips back and with just the tip of her cock in your mouth, you manage to suck in a few greedy breaths of air, before she ruthlessly thrusts forwards and spears your throat, slamming all nine inches inside of you as she cums. Her asshole tightens up when all five of your fingers would be inside, forcing you to keep your hand in her gradually-wetting backdoor, while her cunt contracts as her cock starts jerking inside of your mouth of its' own accord. Her tongue lolls out as the first thick rope of cum shoots down your throat, with Crystella thrusting her hips erratically with every pulse. "Hhnnnn! C-ccummiiinnnnnng! Taaake it alll you filthy little whore, hhnnn, such a good girl, oh fffffuck, that's good!" She screams, her hot, thick spunk raining down your throat and pooling in your belly, fuck, it seems like there's just no end to it! Her cunt leaks a thick white fluid similar to the cum shooting down your throat--Evidently when she cums, both of her sexes do so simultaneously. It's a full twenty seconds later that the thick, blue dick in your mouth finally calms itself, though god damn...It feels like you'd just ate a full-course meal all by yourself, and some of the cum is still in your mouth. She retracts her cock, and you can't help but cough up a bit of the cum still left. Globules of it litter the siren's dick, and you almost feel a compulsion to completely clean it.

To your dismay, (Or perhaps delight?) Crystella's dick is...Still hard. She twists a nipple as she rubs her cunt, looking down at you with the uncontained hunger of a lion. "Mmmm, you're such a good little girl~..." She coos, gently rubbing her cock against your cheek, smearing a bit of cum along your ivory skin. "You're going to be suuuuch a good mother...Come now, I'm ready to begin..." She smiles, reaching down to take your hand. She backs up with you in hand towards the center of the lake, getting deeper and deeper into the water. You're both then met with a drop-off along the lake's bed, and immediately your instincts kick in and you begin swimming. It seems you're not done with her, after all...

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun! Extremely horny. (-3 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

[Zankio]

"You have my thanks." Vyn breathes out as her hand recovers. Giving Rork a little smile as her eyelids begin to feel heavier, the relief of the pain ending lettings the exhaustion set back in. Upon hearing her question she glaces around to those watching her, obviously curious about what's going on. "Sadly the danger will only become worse for me as the days go on. But this memory will aid in being more careful. I'm making my way to the Ultima bellum to become the champion, when I was attacked earlier they came to my aid. Though I sense they may be after the same thing I am, which will mean we will eventually have to face each other for us to complete out mission." She explains in a distant voice as she watches the flames, studying the brief movements of the heroes within, admiring the flow of their movement. Once finished she looks back to Rork. "Could I perhaps bother someone for a drink of water? I don't think I'll get much sleep with this dry throat." Vyn asks glancing to the crowd as well.

[A Vision of Sound]

Vyn:

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Rork smiles and nods at you, setting himself a bit away to give you your space. As you begin to speak about your life, a few gasps and murmurs erupt through the crowd, quiet hushes of "The Champion?" being spread. They then quiet down and allow you to finish your story, before practically everyone offers their waterskins to you. Blinking, you obviously look like you would enjoy and explanation, which Rork does as he clasps a hand on your shoulder.

"If what you say is true...Then you're exactly who we wanted to find. Our purpose was to seek out the Champions and provide them aid for as long as we could give it. And hopefully, if you'll have us, we'd be honored to help you." He nods, everyone's faces a look of proud determination. You graciously take one of their waterskins and slake your thirst, unfortunately draining it completely. However, it seems it isn't too much of a problem, as the individual who'd had their waterskin drained simply walks over towards a patch of grass, and begins chanting lowly. Upon closer inspection, it seems the water from the ground is being slowly drained upwards! The water gradually twists up in the air, a dirty ball of roiling muck, though with a spread of their hands, the water and the muck is separated. On the left side, a hovering, blue ball of beautiful-looking water resides. On the right, a ball of mud, sticks, and other rather nasty combinations of nature. The water-magic user sighs faintly, before coaxing the good water into their waterskin. Strange, they wear a mask.

Never the less, with your thirst quenched, you believe it's finally time to-

THWACK! Looking to your left, the woman you'd been with before, with the white hair, quite literally falls from the sky. It nearly scares everyone half to death, and a few people let out involuntary yelps. Never the less, she groans and slowly sits up. Looking at her though, there's something different...Is her tummy a bit bigger than before? You frown and look around, seeing that the Huntress is gone. You wonder what happened...

Status: 
Health: 22/24
Mind: Tired.
Nutriments: Peckish.
Affects: Elf race (Passive mana regeneration along with a slightly larger mana pool)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Nature's Nourishment, Zephyr's Whisper, Charm Animal.
Equipment: Light armor in perfect condition. A satchel in good shape, filled with: Blueberries.
Core: 
Strength – 5
Dexterity - 5
Constitution – 4
Intelligence – 5
Charisma – 3
Luck – 3
Corruption - 3

[FragranceofMtDew]

Deep down Ezra was relieved when the huntress forced her off her cock, though most of her was disappointed. Now that the source of the intoxicating odor was gone though, Ezra felt her head clearing up slightly. As the huntress put her clothes back on, Ezra collected her gauntlets off the floor and put them back on as well. She did not respond to the huntress' comments as she still lacked the energy and will to do so and said nothing as she was picked up and carried back to the camp. Her silence was broken however when the huntress suddenly dropped her. "YOU BIIIITTTTTCCCCHHHH!!!!" Ezra shouted before hitting the ground with a thud.

Ezra sat up with a groan and found that the adrenaline and pain had shaken her out of her stupor more or less completely. She was surprised to find herself right in the center of the camp that had been set up as she was leaving, and it seemed the inhabitants were just as surprised. They seemed to be looking to her for an explanation and Ezra couldn't blame them for it but she also sure as hell wasn't going to tell them what she had just gone through. "Don't want to talk about it." She growled just loud enough for everyone to hear. The price she had paid helped these people get out of the vampire situation alive and that could prove useful but there was just no way she would tell anybody about it unless she had to. She then noticed that the cum bulge in her belly was still noticeable and quickly hunched over to hide it. She would have to wait for the attention towards her to go away before she could sleep without anyone seeing it.

[Icaelus]

It was a good thing that she was already on her knees, for she lost almost any strength she had in her legs as Crystella finally came with a shriek, sticky, dense ropes of cum whitewashing her throat. She guzzled down the cum as quickly as she could, delicious as it was. Even so, she couldn't stop the spunk from overflowing, dribbling down her chin into her modest cleavage, the hot spunk staining her tits with lines of white.
Crystella continued on for a good twenty seconds, cumming hard all the time right into her throat, a direct channel for the cum to rest in her stomach. Holy fuck, just how backed up was she? As the siren's ejaculation finally slowed to a drizzle, Jeanne nearly heaved a silent sigh of relief. She was so..incredibly full of that warm, delicious cum.
The cock evacuated her throat as soon as Crystella was satisfied, leaving Jeanne to lift a hand to gingerly massage her aching throat, coughing up some flecks of the white liquid onto her dick.
"That was..amazing."
Her voice a little hoarse from that brutal facefuck, the girl still smiled lustily up at her lover, her blue eyes widening a fraction as she noticed that the siren's member was still rock-hard. No damn way. Even after cumming that much?! Just how much stamina did she possess?
Making the most of this brief interlude, Jeanne tugged off her cum-stained black lace bra, tossing it in a soggy pile beside her clothing. Two rosy pink nipples surmounted her two alluring porcelain-colored orbs, the contrast of a rose on a field of snow not incomparable.

Jeanne simply blinked at Crystella's proclamation as she somehow managed to muster enough strength in her legs to stand up and be dragged along by the blue-hued woman by the hand. Some surviving, clear rational thought managed to cut through her lust-addled mind to ask a question.
"W-wait, a mother?! Crystella, I'm not goi-"
She cut off with a shriek of surprise as she was dragged off a drop-off on the lake's bed, immediately kicking out to keep herself afloat. What the hell did Crystella mean by mother? Wasn't this a one-time off thing?
The lust temporarily took back control, whispering an alluring temptation to her..maybe carrying the offspring of this beautiful siren wouldn't be so bad, huh? Rationale slammed back hard. No, she didn't have time for pregnancy or whatever. She was on the freaking Crusade, for God's sake.

[A Vision of Sound]

Everyone:

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The sky is starting to glow with the early tell-tale signs of dawn. It will be daybreak soon.

Jeanne:

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As you're being carted off, the rather large amount of cum in your tummy sloshing around inside of you all the while, the water gently pushes against your somewhat-bloated belly to create a...Different feeling. Not unpleasant, just...Different. You're lead through the water, until Crystella flashes you a smirk and briefly hugs you, whispering breathily to you as she leans her face towards yours. "Hold your breath." And kisses you. Strangely, your lungs start to fill with an excess of air, and you make sure to heed her advice.

Then, you slowly start sinking along with the siren lower and lower into the water. She's taking you under! Helpless to struggle with the embrace she's got on you, your only choice is to remain calm and trust in her. Never the less, you're freed, though she still grips your wrist. The lake gradually gets darker before you can see the bottom, though it's far deeper than you originally thought. You're lead down deeper and deeper, and it seems like she really is trying to drown you. Although the breath in your lungs is still quite sufficient for you to be comfortable, it's eventually going to run out.

Deeper and deeper you go, until you come to the side of what looks like a tunnel inside of the lake. You're lead inside, everything being completely pitch-black from here on out, and you only hope that you can keep the siren's grip. After a bit of navigation by the rather skilled swimmer, you can see light shining against the surface of the water. Air! As the dim light gets closer and shines on the both of you, the siren's ass comes into view, and you briefly feel a pleasant twinge in your groin at the rather toned, delicious-looking derriere of your lover. Shaking those thoughts aside, her head breaks the water first followed by yours, and you immediately fling yourself on land. Looking around, it seems to be a rather large under-ground cave. It's quite roomy in here, and there are a few luminous plants lighting everything with a pleasant, muted blue. As you lay there on your belly and look around however, the sound of feet gently padding against the cave's floor followed by water dripping from something alert you of the siren just behind you. It's then that you feel a pleasant finger slowly trailing its way up your thigh.

"I hope you're ready for the main course, my Love..."

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun! Extremely horny. (-3 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20