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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Sun Jun 17, 2018 2:19 pm

Before beginning their trek through the forest, Arienne and Sylanna spent some time tending to Breanne, finding a way to rouse the manadrunk paladin from her fucked out stupor. After a few minutes of thinking, Sylanna snapped her fingers in recollection. 'Transference!' she said, hurriedly unclasping the leather bra binding Breannes breasts.Popping the older womans magnificent breasts free, the pregnant paladin started tweaking Breannes nipples, teasing them to stiffness. First one drop of milk beaded on the nipple, then another, then after a few minutes a torrent of milk started streaming out of the womans breasts, spraying the ground with creamy white milk.

After a few minutes of this, Breanne started to come back to consciousness, coming out of her stupor slowly. 'Wa.... wuh...what happened...' she slurred, wiping some drool off her lip. 'Hello my dear,' she said, staring at Sylanna with hooded eyes. 'I think we should go.... somewhere comfortableeee....'

'Dammit, she's still out of it,' Sylanna says in irritation, looking back to see the men finish strapping the elves to the horses and obtain some arms for themselves. 'Lets start going first, we'll figure it out soon. I have no idea where the fuck I'm going, so we'll have to hope that we can find something to point us in the right direction soon'

Luckily the elves did not rouse from their own stupor, the only sound from the beautiful Asrai being moans of pleasure as their stuffed cunts convulsed around the cocks filling them up. It looked like the elves would not pose any troubles.

Unfortunately that could not be said for their general environment. 'Oi! They're over 'ere!' a rough, brutish voice yelled from the forest growth, raising hoots of acknowledgement from several other similarly brutish forms. 'DEM POINTY EARS WOT ET DEM SPIKY BOYZ ARE WIF EM HORSEY LADIES! GRANDMASTER MARK WAS RIGHT!!'
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Wed Jun 20, 2018 2:51 am

Arienne stared at Breanne's manadrunk form completely lost. Jumping when Sylanna finally got an idea, Arienne took the opportunity to help out tending one of the nipples once it became clear what Sylanna was doing. Under any other circumstance, she would probably be quite aroused to be milking a woman after she'd been fucked into a stupor. Now she was just hoping it would rouse her.

She smiled when Sylanna started coming back to them. "Good to have you back, that Elven bitch decided to wait until he was coming into you before removing his head." She grew more confused as Sylanna's words started to slur. "We're getting there though which is good. We'll just have to keep trying on the way."

Getting the group moving, she made sure to keep an eye on the elves glad to see they weren't recovering just yet. Hopefully their continued use as cock warmers would hold off any recovery.

Adrienne's head shot up when she heard the voice. Whoever was responsible didn't sound the brightest with his lack of enunciation. She turned to look at them wondering just what the Grandmaster had sent them here for. Had they been found out somehow? No, he thought they were horselords at the very least. 'wot et dem spiky boys'? Perhaps he was here for the Elves having attacked the demons. "Girls, we got company."
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Tue Jul 03, 2018 7:16 pm

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preparation roll: 5

Only paladins as allies
Animals NA
Vigothians NA


The sound of the thundering paws on the forest ground and wild hoots of raucous impending death spooked the animals and Vigothians, and the men all looked at each other in fear and confusion before leaping into the neighbouring ditches, leaving the three women by themselves. Even the horses with Asrai cocksleeves bolted into the forest, hanging around the periphery as the unknown enemy approached.

'fucking cowards!' swore Sylanna as she picked up a discarded spear, bracing herself to face off against the approaching enemies. 'Ariene, behind me!' snapped Breanne, quickly snatching up a leather thong and draping it around her smooth bare legs. 'Those are orcs, too dumb to know whats going on, but too dump to trick with subtlety!'

True to her word, a force of orcs leapt through the undergrowth, riding massive wargs. Six massive green orcs wearing only warpaint charged through the bush, astride the black furred steeds. 'Oi! Horsey ladies!' barked one of the orcs, an especially muscular bastard with red warpaint making his face look like a skull. 'Wot the fuck happened 'ere?' he asked quizzically, seeing the dead bodies of the demons and animals scattering the ground, blood and cum staining the ground. 'Grandmaster send da signal, sez pointy and spiky got into a scrap. Did yous get a good krunking? Mark not saying you did anyfing.... but then how'd errywun die?'

'Boss, in a nice big scrap, errywun dies good!' piped up one of the other orcs.

'Nah.... pointy ears all on dem horsies over there...'. muses one of the other orcs, one with his skull dented inwards like it was smashed in with a club. 'Boss.... how comes dese ere horsey ladies are ere? Mark just sed its spikey and pointey.... summing don't smell right...'

The boss clanged the dented skulled orc on his head, adding a new lump. 'Shut yer zogging brain!' the orcboss barked. 'Oi! Horseys! Wot appened ere? Make it fast.... Oi was looking forward to a good krumping, and I don't see no good reason why we should'nt just krump you roight ere!'
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Thu Jul 05, 2018 2:57 am

Arienne took a step behind Breanne as the Orcs charged out of the brush scaring back all of the horses and men. They couldn't be counted on to help if they didn't somehow find a way to talk them down. It seemed they were here as enforcers to keep the Grandmaster's peace. Listening to them was rather confusing, but she did her best to understand what they were saying. She wasn't sure, but she assumed a krumping was a fight, and they were upset to have missed the fight.

Even if they couldn't be tricked by subtlety, they were still prime to be tricked if she could just come up with the right lie. Drawing on her inner magic, she focused it into her conviction before stepping forward. "You arrived late, we stumbled upon the battle and stood by watching. When the demons fell, the Asrai didn't have the strength to continue and passed out. They didn't even awake as we strapped them to our horses. If you were here to punish them for fighting we'd be more than happy to turn them over, so they can be properly punished and be on our way." It was disappointing to give up the elves without a chance to question them, but she was hesitant to fight them. Hopefully, the orcs would be interested in taking the lithe women into their custody.
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Fri Jul 06, 2018 7:35 pm

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unsurprisingly, I have totally lost track of how the system works anymore. I'll figure out the mechanics in a bit. In the meantime, it'll be quite straightforward Mana + spell cost


Conviction roll:
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15 vs 13
Success!


Subtly channeling her magic to her words, the dimwitted orcs failed to notice it. 'Roight.... dat makes sense...' Redskull said, rubbing his chin. 'Dese ere marks don't really tell us much,' he said, examining the mark glowing on his hands. Shaped like an eye bleeding blood, the flowers surrounding the mark were dull, with only a dull red glow on the mark. 'Zoggin thing was itching roight nasty jus now, and redder than a humies face when you rip off 'is skin!'

'Boss, we want them pointies?' inquired the orc with the dented skull. 'Oi think sumfink be wrong.... like, why them horsies with the pointy ladies be running away if the horsy ladies is right here?'

For his troubles, the orc received another club on top of his head by Redskull. 'Wot'd oi tell you bout bein all smarty talky?' the massive orc barked, smacking the orcs skull again. 'Am I gonna haf to knock down every new zoggin brain you grow?!'

All the other orcs murmured their approval of such an action. 'Orcs is meant for fightin and dyin!' said another warg rider, looking disapprovingly at his overly intelligent friend.

'And FUCKIN!' yelled one of the smaller orcs, a jittery looking fellow astride the biggest warg - maybe for overcompensation. Redskull sighed, but a cheer went up the rest of the orcs.

'Tell you what, horseys,' Redskull said after a second. 'Oi don't really know what appened ere, but seems like youse did good and stopped....well, wotever happened. Leave it to me, oi don't want no pointy with us. Snooty bitches keep talking about how orcs are good only as food for them doggies of theirs..... makes us feel in the mood for a good krumpin!'

'KRUMP! KRUMP! KRUMP!' yelled a pair of orcs, waving their weapons up in the air. Behind Ariene, Breanne and Sylanna both started sighing, out of relief or disappointment, still uncertain.

'Roight, ya, a good krumpin,' Redskull said, eyeing the three elven girls strapped underneath skittish horses. 'We'll take them off your hands, then youse can take yer sacrifices back yerself.'

A cough from the smart orc caught everyones attention. 'Mebbe dem horseys want the pointies for themselves boss,' the smart orc said, directing his words to Redskull but looking at the three women through swollene yes. 'Mebbe.... if the horsies want the pointies, we can krump wif da horsey ladies insteads, eh?'

'Always more fun to krump someone who's into it!' laughs Redskull, eyeing the three undercover Vigothians. 'But krumpin a pointy is real fun as well!' Suddenly it became clear that 'krump' had more than one meaning....
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Wed Jul 11, 2018 2:17 am

Arienne was glad to see the Orcs had taken to their lie though one Orc seemed a bit on the smarter side. She was about to excuse the horses as belonging to Vigothians and claiming they had yet to properly break them in, but the other Orcs seemed antagonistic to such thinking and chided him for doing too much thinking.

It seemed beneficial that they were the ones who came. There were other who might have been more skeptical of her story. Now the Orcs seemed to be deciding whether or not to take the elves. She found herself a little confused when they offered to krump with them instead of handing over the elves. Why would they ask in such a tone to fight to keep the Elves especially if they weren't sure they even wanted to Asrai in the first place. Then she realized it meant something other than fighting.

On the one hand, they would get to keep the elves for questioning and there would be no chance of the elves convincing the elves that they had been fooled even if she wasn't sure the latter outcome was all that likely anyway. The horses might also object to losing their cock sleeve so soon. On the other hand, it would mean another delay in getting to their destination, and the men were already growing anxious after watching the previous few sex sessions while their own needs went untended again.

She considered negotiating to keep one of the elves, but she doubted these monsters were paragons of patience and probably wouldn't negotiate. "As tempting as your offer is, we are in a bit of a hurry. Just give us a moment to get the elves loose. We didn't think we would be untieing them so soon." She moved to the others heading for the three burdened steeds.
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Fri Jul 20, 2018 8:33 pm

'Roight, roight, datz good, datz good,' Redskull says approvingly, eyeing the three elves orgasming helplessly around the hore cocks filling their bodies. 'Dem elves still ain't got new troops growin in em, not loike youse, so I'll make sure dem pointy bitches breed us some new orcs!

A cheer ran up the group of orcs, all of them celebrating the opportunity to knock up some elves save for the smart orc who rubbed his new head bump and scowled at Ariennes party. He clearly seemed suspicious, but he kept his mouth shut.

Moving on to the horses, the creatures were surprisingly docile, undoubtedly due to their lusts being sated on the various cockhungry women that were busy milking their animal cocks. 'Obviously they whinnied in displeasure when their cocksleeves were unstrapped from them, but the animal lusts the beasts had merely transferred their gaze to the beautiful undercover vigothians wearing clothes too revealing for their bodies. 'Clearly they hoped for another round of fun with the girls later on.

Not that this was going to happen now. The elves were handed over to the orcs, and the orcs cheered once more. 'The Grandmaster rewards us well boyz!' Redskull yells, throwing the three beautiful elves to the ground. Right there and then, the six orcs start laying into the elves, raping them savagely and turning the elves into nothing more than broodmares for the orc clans.

'Looks like we have a new problem now,' muttered Breanne as she looked at their little convoy. The six orcs were raping the elves with no more thought to the Vigothians, but the Vigothian men were looking at the orcs angrily and jealously. It looked like they were about to retake their courage and try to fight the orcs, seizing the prizes that they must have entertained thoughts about taking for themselves. 'If we don't stop this, it'll be a bloodbath. Those orcs and wargs will put up a hell of a fight... and the smart one is still looking at us.'

Indeed, there was no chance of having a successful ambush. The smart orc eyes the group still, furtively but noticably. There is no way to take the orcs by surprise... but would the Vigothian men listen?
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Thu Jul 26, 2018 3:16 am

Arienne shivered as the orc made mention of her pregnancy. She found herself wondering if part of the reason they were willing to take the elves was the prospect of being able to impregnate their next lay. She quickly got to work working the women off of the stallions' breeding tools. While it was clear the stallions did not like giving up their prized cock socks. They were too satisfied with earlier play to put up much fight either.

She could practically feel the suspicious orc's eyes on her back the whole time she worked. He clearly didn't like the chastising he'd received, so he was watching them like a hawk for anything suspicious enough that his fellow Orcs would be ready to question it too. Best to hand over the elves and make haste out of there.

She turned as Breanne spoke sure she wouldn't like what had the woman concerned. It seemed the men had reached their breaking point after everything that had happened. Between the animals, the Demons, and now the Orcs they didn't look ready to wait for their turn any longer. Most of the Orcs were too busy to notice, but that one would probably sound the alarm before they could take advantage of his fellows' lack of caution. Any fight would just lead to a bloodbath with loses on both sides, and while she would love to end these Orcs, they couldn't spare the lost lives on something so petty.

She gave a nudge to Breanne speaking only above a whisper. "Get them moving, we'll just have to deal with them now, but not until we get some distance from the Orcs. Do you know a secluded place we don't have to worry about being found around here?" She turned back to the Orc leader planning to excuse themselves before the men's tension had time to build. "As I said we were in a bit of a hurry, so we'll just leave you to it, enjoy."
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Sun Aug 12, 2018 11:28 am

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i hate working in the middle of nowhere. normal service shall resume!


Conviction roll: 14

'Roight, roight, whatevah,' grunted the orc leader as he and his friends continued raping the mentally fried elves, slamming into their tight elvish pussies with inhuman ferocity. 'Pointy pussy better than humie pussy anyways!' he roared, slamming himself into the hilt of Tazelle and filling her tight womb with fertile orc cum, fighting with horse sperm to impregnate the elvish slut.

'But, humies pussy also good...' muttered the smart orc for a second, before one of the other orcs slapped him on one of his bumps again. 'Oi! Grandmaster needs them slaves, let them horseys bring the humies over! There're enough holes for us and our wargs!'

With Breanne and Sylanna whispering licentious promises into the ears of the vigothian men, the men also calmed down slightly, and their own convoy was able to move on. Arienne cast a quick glance back at the orcs and wargs busy fucking the elves, cries of elven pleasure ringing in her ears like angelic hymns.

Now clear of mind, Breanne led the convoy from the front, sitting astride one of the horny horses who had been denied their elven cocksleeves. From the way how Breanne deliberately leaned forward on her horse, bouncing her ass up and down and exposing her pussy with every trot of her horse, the smell from her pussy was making the animals following her aroused with lust and looking forward to pleasures. Similarly, Sylanna was talking with her cousin and his friends, promising unlimited pleasures to the men if only they followed the instructions of the paladins. Arienne could see the men and animals constantly looking at the flat bellies of the two beautiful paladins, seemingly anticipating the prospect of filling their bellies with babies.

Looking down at her own belly, Arienne could see that she was near birth, and the fucked-out Vivienne was also groaning slightly as her belly started twitching. Both women were about to give birth... but for Arienne, it would be a first, for barely a day ago Arienne was still a virile man, and now thanks to his sisters magic, Archibald - no Arienne - was about to give birth to life herself.

The only question now was whether Arienne wanted to give birth first and then help slake the lusts of the animals and men who have been frustrated this whole time, or if she should power through her pregnancy and have one last fuckfest before giving birth!
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Sat Aug 18, 2018 3:20 am

Arienne nodded as the Orc leader decided not to question her leaving. The smart Orc wanted to keep them, but fortunately, his friends were still lacking in any respect for him and dismissed his desire with another slap. Leaving the elves behind, she could still hear the sounds of pleasure as Orc and Warg enjoyed the elven women they had been given. "Glad we were able to get out of that. I'd have preferred the chance to interrogate the Elves, but it wasn't worth dealing with those Orcs more than we needed to."

Looking forward, she could see the way Breanne dangled her pussy before the males of the convoy like a particularly delectable carrot keeping them on the move to reach their destination. There was a particular lust aimed at the women not currently with child as the many men wanted to prove their virility by breeding new life into the women they followed. She was sure they would still be interested in her even before she gave birth to her womb's current occupant, but the additional desire was clear.

She couldn't help but be worried about giving birth having been a man only this morning, and she was about to bring her first child into the world. She realized she had an interesting decision to make. Should she birth her current child before the men had their way with her all but guaranteeing her second pregnancy immediately after giving birth or try to sate the men before she went into labor? She shivered at the thought of getting her recently vacated womb filled though and decided to give birth first wondering if she might be getting into being a woman just a bit too much.
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Sat Aug 18, 2018 10:10 am

One day. It has been only a single day since Archibald woke up to his sister changing his life forever. Before the sun had come up this day, Archibald was a laid back prince, the youngest son of a great family, with no expectations and no responsibilities beyond hedonistic enjoyment. After that, Archibald was now Arienne, alter ego of a deposed royal bloodline, seized by a coalition of threats led by none other than Archibalds aunt, the twin sister of his mother. Since then, Arienne had been fucked first by a barbarian warrior, impregnated by an elven wolfhound, and gangfucked several different groups of animals seized by the secret police of the Kingdom, the Inquisitors, led by none other than Archibalds sister Anya.

Being a woman had been nothing less than an orgy of incredible sexual excess in an environment punctuated by incredible danger, and Arienne was reaching heights of excitement and debauchery Archibald could never dream of. Now, just before the sun sets on her first incredible day as a woman, Arienne was going to give birth to an elven warhound alongside the first inquisitor she had met, and Arienne was already thinking about the next round of cocks ready to flood her womanly womb with thick fertile cum, ready to gestate yet more life into her body!

Before such wonderful excess could be indulged in, Arienne had to give birth to her first child. Riding along with Vivienne, Arienne could see that the inquisitors belly was just as gravid as her own, the skin tightening over the swell of the baby expanding her stomach. Breanne checked back to see that the convoy was not being followed by the orcs before leading the convoy into a thick copse of bushes. Travelling through the thick woods, the group finally arrived at a small hut camouflaged within a group of fallen trees. 'One of the waystations, abandoned,' grunted Breanne as she examined the hut and saw a hatch sealed shut. 'The girls must have pulled back to the main entrance. We'll enter the cavern network at the main site, this area will suffice as a quick rest stop before the last phase of our journey.'

Tying up the remaining horses and warhounds, Breanne motioned for Sylanna to assemble the Vigothian men first and have them square up the convoy. 'Its time for me to help you two give birth,' the beautiful MILF said, leading Vivienne and Arienne into the hut. 'Vivienne, this is your..... what.. fifth pregnancy?'

'Eight,' corrected the beautiful redheaded paladin, grabbing a futon and pillow to rest against. 'I'm only twenty two, but I've been gifted with magic since sixteen. I've been helping manufacture Sentinels since I was eighteen!'

Mention of the Sentinels piqued Ariennes interest. The magical golem soldiers of the Vigothian empire, they were the key strength that kept the continent of Esthar under Vigothian rule. Tied to the royal blood of the Alric dynasty, they were all controlled by Prince Antons will. Supposedly Archibald and Arnold could also have controlled the Sentinels, but by King Alberts decree only the War-Prince could link with them. Between the magic of the Alric women and the control of the Sentinels by the Alric men, the Vigothians were able to dominate all of Esthar.

Until now. Some details were still missing from how Wavemistress Alina had managed to soundly defeat the Vigothian army so easily... but at least now Archibald had an idea of how the Sentinels were created in the first place. Women blessed with magic could give birth to golems, it seemed. And such births were more pleasurable than even the normal births.

'Push! Push!' commanded Breanne, snapping Arienne out of her reverie. Vivienne was lying on her back and biting down on a piece of wood as she tried to contain her screams of orgasmic ecstasy, being fucked from the inside out by her child being born of her womb. Arienne could see explosions of female cum spraying from Viviennes cunt, being overtaken by orgasm after orgasm as the child made its way out her vagina. 'Its here!' yelled Breanne as the warhound puppy cleared Viviennes pussy in a final explosion of sex juices.

No. Not a puppy. A golem warhound. Instead of a living breathing creature, the puppy was a lifeless inert mass of flesh, shaped like a dog but not breathing or opening its eyes. 'Ah, only the magic of an Alric can activate a golem,' muttered Breanne, patting the exhausted Vivienne on the head as the beautiful redhead convuled with aftershocks of orgasm. 'We haven't drunk from Anyas milk in a while, so we don't have any Alric power in us. Alright, you're next Arienne!' Breanne said happily, swaying her hips sultrily as she moved onwards to Arienne.

Blood of an Alric activates golems? That would mean that whatever golem Arienne gave birth to would be activated immediately.... revealing her status as an Alric!
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Sat Aug 25, 2018 2:30 am

Arienne's head spun. So much had happened that she hadn't been thinking about how recently her loins had been replaced by those of a woman. What had only occurred that morning felt like it had been weeks since that had all went down, but she remained hopeful it would be over soon. Once they found Anya, he could get her to take on Alicia's magic and let her revert to her former male self. The thought drove her on though she could also feel some hesitance at the thought. Was she really thinking of letting this continue on? She could only hope they'd reach Anya soon.

She looked over the waystation they had reached. It was sad seeing it abandoned, but with a horde of barbarians occupying the capitol and wandering the countryside, it couldn't be helped. "Could be worse, at least the invasion forces haven't had the smarts to man these waystations themselves to watch our roads. Can't count on them making such a mistake forever though." She blushed as she heard how many pregnancies Vivienna had already had. The woman couldn't have been much older, but she'd already birthed that many children. She would watch closely, so she could better follow the more experienced woman's example when it came time to birth her own.

As she mentioned the sentinels, Arrienna did what she could to remember what she could about them. He'd always found himself curious why only Anton was allowed to link to the creatures. Was it really just to keep them unified under the War-Prince, or was there some fear of Arnold or himself trying to revolt against or undermine their brother? Either way, it faced her with a problem. Being of Alric blood meant she could activate them. She could just leave this one for Anya, but she wouldn't be able to keep from activating her own. She needed an excuse. Fortunately, they provided one for her. She decided that coming forward instead of leaving it to surprise them would make it easiest to deceive them about the why. "Oh, we're actually in luck." She stepped up to the inert golem. "Alicia gave me a parting gift before she assigned me to Archibald. How would I activate it?"
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Sat Aug 25, 2018 6:00 pm

The group acts surprised as you step up with your last magic. 'Oh of course!' exclaims Breanne, slapping herself on the head as something so obvious comes to mind. 'You've obviously had more time with the Alrics compared to us in recent times! I wonder if Alicias milk is tastier than Anyas...'

Breanne steps over the exhausted body of Vivienne, who is simply lying on the ground covered in sweat as she pats the golem warhound. 'I've only given birth to one inert golem, and that was right at the beginning of my training as an inquisitor. I think it was one of the other High Inquisitors who gave me her milk, not Anya' she said, happily playing with the totally inert warhound. 'Sorry bout being out of it earlier... it took me some time to recover here.'

'Don't worry about it, you were totally fucked out. At least now we have some milk here to activate the golem,' Breanne says, taking out an empty bottle retrieved from her pack and tweaking her exposed nipple. A rush of pleasure jets out from Ariennes body as the creamy milk jets out from her breasts, almost as pleasurable as when Archibald was cumming deep inside a willing woman. Each squirt makes Arienne moan softly, the pleasure distracting her from the quickening movement within her belly.

'Good harvest!' Breanne says happily as she examines the bottle of milk 'A quick flash of magic.... and yes, you do have the power of the Alrics in your body!' she says happily. 'Lucky that you ran into us ex-priestesses eh, paladin? Only us from the Cult learn the magic of activating these golems! Vivienne darling, come take this bottle while I help Arienne birth.'

The newly recovered inquisitor puts the inert golem on the ground while she steps up to take the milk from Breanne. Meanwhile, Breane spulled Arienne to the ground and pread Ariennes legs and sat down between her. 'I think this is quite new for you, paladin, but hold on.... I'm here for you,' the beautiful matronly woman says, smiling as she massages Ariennes inner thighs.

Explosions of pleasure detonated out from Ariennes pussy, far more than what she was having from cumming as a man or even when she was enjoying hard cock as a woman. Arienne screamed in orgasmic pleasure as she was fucked from inside out by the warhound exiting her tight pussy. This was far greater than anything she had ever experienced as a man!

'Push! Push!' commanded Breanne as she continued stroking Ariennes body, loosening the muscles contracting urgently over the tiny body being birthed from Arienes womb. With a great orgasmic explosion, Arienne pushed out the warhound, causing the warhound to exit her pussy. Almost immediately after, the dog started stirring, stirring itself awake. 'The blood of the Alrics flows within you!' exclaims Breanne happily. 'Unfortunately, these damn dogs aren't controllable right now, not without a male alric.'

A male Alric. Despite experiencing the greatest pleasure possible as a woman and fulfilling a biological reality that only a real woman can have, she still knew she was Archibald. And so did the magic, clearly. A few twinges of power started tingling in her mind, similar to how the animals were linked to Arienne via the mark. Unlike the experience of linking the marks, the power seemed to be more.... cleaner. Yet, it did not seem that Arienne could truly command the golem, not like how Anton could command the Sentinel armies.

'Are we done?' Sylanna asks, poking her head in. 'I've got the boys here hiding our tracks, so we're free of the horde. But, uh, the boys are getting antsy. And they're calling for the paladin, as she promised....'

'We can help you out,' Breanne says, stroking the golem warhound as it stirred slightly. 'But I don't know if you think you can handle this yourself. The men did seem quite.... taken, with you.'
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Mon Aug 27, 2018 5:28 pm

Arienna blushes as Breanne wonders about comparing Alicia and Anyas' milk. "I wouldn't know Anya tastes." She didn't know how Alicia's milk tasted either, but she had to keep that little secret, or they'd wonder just where she got the Alric's power from. Perhaps she could have claimed to have given Archibald a blowjob before the invasion started, but she'd never paid the workings of golems enough attention to know if that could allow women to activate them, and getting that wrong would only raise more questions.

Gasping, she allowed Breanne to collect her milk. Her breasts were so sensitive and the milk passing out of her sent a shiver through her. It was almost as good as a male orgasm, and her children were going to need to nurse like that? The idea was surprising as she was laid out on the ground, and her legs spread to begin birthing her own warhound. She groaned and gasped inexperienced at the pleasure which made it hard to keep her focus on pushing likely extending the birthing longer than necessary, but soon enough it was over, and the beast was already active. She could even feel a connection to it. Was this the control he was supposed to be able to exert? Under the circumstances, it was unavoidable, but she was certain she'd have some explaining to do if father found out about this.

Sylanna came in to remind them about what was to happen with the men. Right, her promise. Breanne offered to help, and she wasn't sure if she should accept. As antsy as they were, the men might be impatient with all of them and only one of her, so the extra women might be welcomed, but they might also view it as her trying to weasel out of it. "Leave it to me, this is supposed to be part of my initiation after all, but if a few should get tired of waiting for their turn and ask, I don't have any qualms about you dealing with some of them."
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Tue Aug 28, 2018 6:48 pm

'Good call,' the captain nods, looking you up and down. 'You're a paladin proper, one of Lady Alicias Holy Warriors, demonhunters of Vigothia. Much is expected of you, and if the royal guard truly have been.... enjoying.... the company of the paladins, then it is your sworn duty to do so.'

Vivienne groans as she sits up, taking the bottle of milk from Breanne. 'I don't buy it,' she grumbles, directly feeding the Alric milk into the warhound. 'I've been working in the palace for a year now, and I haven't heard of the paladins having this arrangement with the guards to be their fucktoys. If anything, the paladins would probably be the ones taking these men to be their special chosen ones....'

She's right. Arienne realizes that the palace guard of the Alric household was not made of proper military men, but seemed to largely consist of ceremonial soldiers. Handsome strapping men, all of whom had different charms. When Arienne was still Archibald, she felt that the men were probably taking it easy on the young prince during their sparring sessions... but thinking about it, the palace guard were incredibly inept in actual fighting. Drilled to perfection, sure, and a damn fine sight on the parade grounds or standing at the doors.... but certainly not soldiers of any repute. They did, after all, run at the first sign of trouble with the shadowlanders and the orcs.

Nevertheless, a deal is a deal, and Breanne calls the men in. Arienne looks in awe at the parade of handsome men marching into the outpost, chiseled bodies glistening in the warm afternoon sun. 'I got them to bathe as well!' chirped Syllana happily, drawing up a chair to sit next to Vivienne. 'They're going to get you sooooo dirty....' she says, winking at Arienne.

The truth of that statement is clear to Arienne. There are a dozen strapping men eyeing Arienne like a piece of fuckmeat, hungry for her whorish pussy. Arienne notes that many of these men were familiar friends of Archibalds, men the young prince had shared tawdry tales and exploits with. Yet they kept their own barracks parties with the paladins secret from the prince. Will Arienne turn out to be just another notch in their collective belts? Will she end up bearing their children, just as countless wenches bearing Archibalds bastards did?
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Wed Aug 29, 2018 11:29 pm

Thinking it over Arienne couldn't help but wonder if the guards might be taking advantage of a newly recruited paladin that's away from her sisters. It was certainly a possibility as the Royal Guard were more ceremonial than anything else while the Paladins were warriors through and through, but it was likely too late to question it now after agreeing and then leading them on time and again. It would be embarrassing if these men ever found out the true identity of the woman that would be serving their needs. She'd just have to do her best to keep her identity secret and pretend to have never known any such woman once she was Archibald again.

She was thankful to see the men had been made to take a bath before this happened. She was sure the long hours of marching the countryside had left them filthy, and she preferred not having to smell them at their worst. Even if they weren't much as fighters she could still see how well toned the men were from their exercises as they stood there each naked and proud. Roughly a dozen cocks waiting to take their pleasure from her cunt which trembled in anticipation. When this was all over with, there was no way she wasn't going to be well and thoroughly fucked by the men before her.

With what was about to happen, there was little need for modesty, so she began to slowly remove her own clothing. Taking it slow to tease the men as her body flushed with excitement, she slowly took each article of clothing off revealing more of her body before dropping it to the ground and moving on to the next.
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Fri Aug 31, 2018 11:54 am

Arienne caught herself admiring the virility of the men before her. How wonderful they looked, how their toned and sculpted bodies were making her heart beat fast. The last vestiges of Archibald were starting to be totally overwhelmed by Arienne now..... as if his entire existence before this never mattered.

Though to be frank at this moment nothing else mattered to Arienne. There were twelve cocks before her, all eager to ravage her, and three new friends in the background giving nods of silent encouragement. 'The air in the room practically dripped with arousal as Arienne stripped out of her remaining clothes, revealing the perfection of her slim tight body. A body that had given birth a mere five minutes ago....yet was perfectly free of pain, and in fact was practically dripping with desire and arousal.

The men started drawling lots, seeing who would be the first to sample this new woman that had managed to escape their predations back in the castle. 'Archibald kept all the women to himself, save for the paladins,' the first up to the plate said, a black skinned man with the long silky white hair characteristic of the men from the southern border, one of the many nameless client tribes of the Levacian amazons. 'Time for you to give us our due...'

The sight of hard cock bobbing in front of Ariennes face sparked deep lust in her, an incredible sense of desire. Yet at the same time, some part of her recoiled at the way the palace guard spoke of Archibald. Perhaps it was up to Arienne to prove that Archibald didn't keep the women to himself.... he was the best lover ever, and the women threw themselves at him!

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

so, just translate some of Archibalds skill to Arienne, and lets see what we can go with this!
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Sat Sep 01, 2018 3:52 am

Arienne licked her lips looking at all of the wonderful cocks awaiting her attention. It was so hard sometime to not forget that she was originally a man and planned to return to her original form. She hoped she would be able to keep herself under control long enough to get her male body back again.

She could practically taste the lust in the air between her, the men, and even the other women who would just be watching this. With her clothing gone, she could feel the men's eyes crawling all over her devouring every curve of her body that not moments ago was burdened with a child.

She was uncertain how to begin, but the men already had a plan drawing lots to see who would get to start. She was a little off put when the men started talking about her male self making it sound like he had been keeping the women for himself rather than the women desiring him for his skills. A part of her wanted to show them, but it wouldn't really prove anything to the men unless they did discover who she was. She did get an idea of how to get them back if even just a little. "A naked woman stands before you, and you can't stop talking about the Prince? One might think you were jealous of him. Perhaps I should be going to see how exactly he manages to keep all those women for himself."
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby pornomancer » Sat Sep 01, 2018 10:51 am

The challenge in Ariennes voice sends a murmur of resentment through the soldiers. 'The prince is missing,' the sergenat says, eyeing his comrades. 'Once we're done with you though, you'll never think of him ever again!'

With that he pounces on Arienne, seizing her bodily and lifting her up. Arienne feels her small form lifed up into the air by the powerful sergeant, lifted high above his head before he plants her on his shoulders. Placing his head between her thighs, he starts lapping up at her pussy, drinking deep of Ariennes nectar.

After a few seconds, he starts to lower himself, eventually settling on his knees. From there he takes one powerful hand to reposition Arienne so that her shoulders are now on the ground, a dizzying change from the elevated height she was at earlier. When she looked up, she could see another guardsman standing above where her head was, dangling his cock above her face. 'Time to get a taste of a real mans cock!' he declares, opening her small mouth to fill it with his hard man meat.

The taste of actual human cock sends a strange spark through Arienne, a strange sensation of growing power. Like reservoirs of energy lay just beyond her reach... licking the cock more, Ariennes tongue was quickly bathed in jizz as the man ejaculated inside her throat, filling her with warm cum. 'A quick shooter!' laughs the rest of the guards, as the man happily enjoys Arienne slurping up every drop of jizz.

This jizz seemed... different. Unlike all the animals that and marked men that Arienne had fucked earlier, this jizz seemed imbued with strange power! Like it was activating some latent energy within her.... and she needed more!

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

so I'm going to do it like this: having sex with unmarked creatures gives Arienne some XY points..... so with enough XY points, she can transform into Archibald temporarily. Like, say, 10 points to activate and 1 point loss per turn. As Archibald Arienne can control golems in the immediate vincinity.

As for other combat mechanics and magic, let me figure out that bit in a second.
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Re: Prince to princess

Postby Firehead » Sun Sep 02, 2018 8:39 pm

Arienne couldn't help but smirk as her barbed words seemed to have the desired effect. "I'm sure he can be found eventually, and we'll see about me not thinking about other men ever."

She took a step back in surprise as the man suddenly pounced on her and shows just how strong he is. Her body felt like a toy in his strong arms. She moans as he sits her up on his shoulders and begins toying with her pussy. Her hand moves to the back of his head mostly to keep her balance, mostly.

Her body hummed with pleasure and drooled sweet nectar for the man as he continued his tongue work leaving her off guard for when he got down to his knees and laid her out before him. She looked down at him between her thighs panting heavily as she noticed that his face was soaked in her juices. Movement caught her attention and she noticed the other man above her dangling his hard meat right in front of her face. Opening her mouth, she stretched her tongue out to lap at the thick cock before he pressed it into her unresisting mouth.

She could feel something within the cock as her tongue bathed it happily. It was as if there was some power within that cock and she needed to feel it within her. The man seemed to have no endurance as he filled her mouth with his seed and also that strange power which she took in desperately. She felt the urge to swallow his seed quickly, but she held back. Once it was done filling her throat, she let the man's cock slide out of her mouth looking at the man still between her legs while swirling the seed with her tongue. That was wonderful, she needed more, and she thought she knew just where to get it. Swallowing the load, she gave him a sultry look and wiggled her hips. "Are you just going to taste me all day, or are you going to fuck me?"
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