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Thread: The curse that corrupts all [HimekoxTinyThings]

Ahmelien listened closely, turning as Layla took a seat where she'd once been. Ahmelien remained on the terrace floor of the hut, sitting herself a bit more comfortably for the talk. Hearing about Layla's backstory, didn't make it entirely obvious, why Layla had become a descendant of the Witches. Ahmelien saw the curse inside Grim, from a very young age, but it wasn't as obvious in Layla. Putting dots together, Ahmelien began to think, that the curse had directly affected the twins' father, and turned his offspring into descendants of the Witches. Grim had gotten the curse, as so many others had, including a lot of the pack's members. And Layla, had gotten the magical powers of the Witches. Both a blessing, and a curse. While these powers where unlike any other, and more powerful than any conventional magic, it corrupted so easily. Turned good people, into bad. Turned bad, into monsters. The curse was relentless, and not easy to resist. She knew, that she herself, had killed many innocent people, back when the curse had been brooding corruption in her heart. Ahmelien let Layla finish, before bowing her head again, when being looked at. But she raised her eyes again, to look back up at Layla, when lead to. She smiled at the suggestion, lowering her ears slightly. I.. I would love to. That.. Would mean, that I am free? Finally forgiven for the things that I have done. I have caused much pain in my time, and I want to no longer. You see, the powers that you've dabled with, and probably descended down upon you because of the Witches' curse, easily corrupts. She started, crawling a bit closer on her knees, to put a hand on Layla's knee, looking up at her. The anger.. The hate. It all empowers you. But, it also corrupts. I was like you, once. Playing with things, I didn't understand, back then. It lead me into a world of mindless acts, where my will, was no longer my own. I didn't chose to do the horrible things I did, but I did it anyway. I was bound to the Witche's will, and I... I killed innocent, and guilty alike, in their name. She paused for a moment, sitting down from her knees, as her eyes dropped in shame once more. When released from the binds of the Witches, after their Eldest where killed, I saw what I had done. In regret, I lay an oath upon the Grimfang pack.. I pledged that I would serve them, in atonement to my sins against their families. I took many lives, while under the spell of the Witches.. She looked back up, with a light smile. Promise me.. You won't do the same mistake? That you won't dive too deep into the darkness, where you won't have any light to guide you back? Because the darkness is strong, and full of will. But it also corrupts.. Makes us do things, we don't want to do, until we learn how to control it.. Promise me.. That you will come to me, if you ever feel the darkness overwhelming you? She asked, gently stroking Layla's knee.
Thread: The curse that corrupts all [HimekoxTinyThings]

To Layla she was just happy to be able to do some things right in life for a change. She was happy to hear that Ahmelien was now completely free, after all... She knew what it was like to be bound by obligations that she had been set free from the moment she had decided to leave the palace. The one thing that did throw her off was the kiss. She wasn't use to having this much physical contact since her family had never touched her for as long as she could remember, aside from the beatings which had been done with a whip. To her that was as far as her father ever got in touching her physically. Still though, she would do her best to be careful when it came to her using her magic as she had promised to Ahmelien that she would. Her dreams normally were about searching for someone, yet never finding them in the dark world of her mind. Yet this time her dreams were at ease now that she had finally found what her unconscious had been seeking. However her dreams were a bit more perverse as she could see herself with her sister doing things she had never seen before. If Grim was awake at this point she would be able to see her dreams. She was with her sister in bed like this right now, but Grim was on top of her with her member buried deep inside of her as both their bodies were covered in sweat as she was thrusting inside of her. To her it felt so real, probably because of how close her and Grim were right now as she continued sleeping. If Grim could see her face right now she'd see that Layla was blushing heavily as the dreams continued. However the moment when Grim moved she found herself clinging closely to Grim's body before slowly waking up. Nnn... She moaned softly as she nuzzled her head into her sister's chest as she slowly opened her eyes. The moment her eyes opened she could see her sisters breasts seeing as her head was buried into her chest. Blushing deeply as she slowly pulled her head back in embarrassment and then looked into Grim's eyes as she saw her sister smiling happily. G-Good morning sis. She said softly as she leaned over and gently kissed her on the lips. D-Did you sleep well? She asked nervously with the dream she had recently still playing in her head.
Thread: The curse that corrupts all [HimekoxTinyThings]

Grim's morning groggy mind, was rather slow to catch up on Layla's dreams. But the second it did, her eyes widened slightly, as her member throbbed energetically at the thought. In her mind, she saw what Layla was dreaming, and it caused Grim's blood to rush through her body in excitement. Grim bit down hard on her lower lip, as she closed her eyes, letting the dream fall over her, as if she was in it herself. Her lower body started making slow thrusting movements towards the roof, having already rolled over. However, when Layla woke up, she lay still, her smile growing into a grin, as she looked down at her sister. Her breathing had taken a little gasping to it, as her chest heaved when Layla removed herself. Grim snickered a single time, when asked how she slept, raising her brows, as she bit down at her gums. Never.. Slept.. Better. She stated, grinning happily, before grabbing Layla's head, to kiss her more deeply, and with so much affection. Her ears perked, as she tumbled them both over, so she sat on her knees above her sister, looking down at her with deviously playful eyes. Layla would certainly feel the erect member, now nudging against her abdomen, but Grim's grip of her cheeks, stopped her from looking down. Since.. We found each other.. I've seen what you think... So don't even try to deny, what is going on, inside your mind right now... Embrace it. She grinned, kissing Layla again, before sitting up on her knees, and letting go of Layla, now letting Layla observe her massive erect member. See.. If your.. Horny, perverted mind.. Can ignore this.. Grim grinned, as she stroked her hands down her sides, arching her back to strut her breast's a bit, and point her erect member towards the ceiling. Should Layla get tempted to touch, Grim would quickly stop her hand, with a gentle slap. Ah, ah.. Imagine. Let that.. Naughty mind.. Fantasize, what I would be able to do to you.. With this... Grim teased, as her finger's stroked down her erect member, causing it to throb lightly. While she did this, Layla would be able to see Grim's own fantasies. How she would pin Layla down, and thrust inside her so eagerly. Her teeth would gently, but also forcefully, bite on to Layla's neck, leaving light bite marks behind. Her finger's would cup Layla's breasts, and squeeze them just hard enough, for her to scream in both pain, and pleasure, inside her fantasies. She would move her around, pinning Layla's stomach to the ground, and thrust back inside of her again, being in complete control, of Layla's body, as she continued to ravage her body. Her nails would gently scratch, just hard enough to leave lines behind on Layla's smooth skin, as her teeth bit down hard onto her shoulder this time. She'd even stuff the the thick, and throbbing member, inside Layla's ass, not even thinking about it in the heat of the moment, nor showing any attempts at hiding the fantasy. She just let it roll, as her eyes stared lustfully down at Layla.
Thread: The curse that corrupts all [HimekoxTinyThings]

Grim watched her sister closely, as she closed her eyes, and let her delve into her thoughts. Grim bit down on her lips, as their minds came together, and became one. One fantasy, two sisters. She didn't see her sister's thoughts, at this point, but only saw her own, as they both reveled in it. As Layla proceeded to caress herself, Grim did as well, her hands both reaching up to caress her breast's, squeezing them tightly. Grim moaned deeply, as her cock throbbed badly for attention, almost forcing her to lead a hand down to start stroking it. Grim wasn't gentle to herself, or careful in anyway. She was as rough, and merciless, as she was in her fantasies, squeezing both her breast, and member, hard and firm. Her strokes where long and rough, as her body's heat grew into overdrive. She'd never needed sex this much before. She'd always wanted it, whenever she slept with Ahmelien, or any of the other females in the pack, but it hadn't been this deep. As they both snapped out of it, Grim looked down with a wide grin, as her sister started begging for it. Note a single part of her, thought that these depraved feelings where wrong. Every single part of her, wanted this. Grim bit down hard on both her lips, before lowering herself over her sister, almost shooting her tongue into the other elf's mouth, as her hands moved to the others body. Both her hands grabbed Layla's breasts, squeezing them both hard, as she moaned against those soft lips. Her nails pressed against Layla's skin, as the long didgets continued to caress, and squeeze every inch of the firm breasts. Keep playing with yourself.. Mhmm.. Get yourself.. As wet as you can.. I'm going to hurt.. Badly.. But your going to love it... Grim moaned against Layla's lips, grinning as she crawled downwards a bit, letting her lips embrace one of her nipples, as her hand firmly grabbed around the breast. Her lips suckled, before her teeth bit, biting hard enough to hurt, but gentle enough not to be unbearable. In this position, she could nudge the tip of her massive cock, against Layla's fingers, as they where lodged inside her burning pussy, bringing a warning of what was to come. And Grim, wasn't about to let either of the wait. Continuing to bite and squeeze Layla's right breast, her other hand moved down Layla's body, scratching the other woman's stomach on the way, before slapping away Layla's hand, and grabbing her own member. Thrusting forward, she pressed the thick head of her cock, against the arching, wet lips of Layla's entrance, moaning deeply as she did. Grim looked up at Layla, both her furry ears perking with joy, grinning as she bit down on Layla's nipple again, pulling up a bit, as she started pushing inside of her. The thick head, would be the first to really break through, and would also force Layla to stretch the most. Grim took it slow, but still faster than she probably should, as the head slowly forced Layla open.
Thread: Unexpected Journeys [Azecreth & Himeko]

The land of Hildegard was an old one, settled by humans since time immemorial. Some say that they came from the stars, aboard great arks that took them there before vanishing off into space, while others say they evolved from the animals. And still more say that they were made by the gods themselves, and in their image. Regardless of where the race of man came from though, none could deny that they had left their mark upon the land. And even as nations progressed and developed, great cities springing up where none had been before, the countryside and the forests brought to heel, still the marks of the past remained to see, some lost, but far more present. One of those things was the ancient Empire of Devrithen, a might kingdom that had bestrode the globe for centuries, all held under their sway and influence, even if they did not directly control it. They built great works, fortresses, castles, cities, and advanced greatly in the fields of science, magic, and the merger of the two. Some of their legacies endured their fall, but many things had been lost as well, secrets that had yet to be regained by the world. It was a shame, but that was the way the world worked, at least as far as humanity could discern and operated. Part of this process were explorers, brave and cunning people who went out to explore, to find relics of the past and bring them back, whether for their own profit or the betterment of mankind. Such efforts were hardly easy, dangerous as a result of the ravages of time, but that never served as a total deterrent. There would always be those willing to stake life and limb on a successful find. And with the creations of the Empire, one never knew what they might find in those old ruins. It could be useful, or it could be a mere trinket, and the odds of returning made such an endeavor risky. But that was the price, and one many were willing to pay. Of those ruins, one of the most enigmatic was the ruins in Vanaheimr. Built into a mountainside itself, Vanaheimr was said to be a depository, a vault of ancient relics, secrets, and untold wealth. The halls wound onwards seemingly unending, well chiseled stone lit by magic, with rooms of many different functions. Of course, such a vault was also well guarded, by a variety of traps that had spelled the ruin of many a visitor. And yet that did not stop everyone, always a new traveler willing to risk the danger for the rumored wealth within. And the returns had only supported those rumors, though it was said that the inner sanctum had yet to be tapped. Truly, that was where the true wealth and power laid, behind massive metal doors and deep inside the facility. With all those things known, the good and the bad, a new adventurer approached, willing to try her luck, to risk life and limb to see if she could profit. And the gods only knew what would be in store for her, inside those cavernous depths....
Thread: Unexpected Journeys [Azecreth & Himeko]

The traps created to guard the ruins of Vanaheimr came in many shapes and forms. Some were simple and deadly, easily avoided if you knew what to look for. Others were more complex, some made to keep the unfortunate target trapped until someone could come get them. Which wasn't exactly a welcome prospect when the place that one was trapped happened to be in a bunch of abandoned ruins since those didn't tend to see a regular stream of visitors. And then there were, of course, the complex and lethal variety that would spell the end of any adventurers day as well as their life. What Sinvious had activated was none of the above, if one was to be honest. It was complex as could be attested to by her, a sequence of traps linked together to go off if one of them were disabled or tampered with. But at the same time, it was obviously not lethal. If it had been, she currently would not be enjoying the unpleasant experience of waking up in some strange place. More likely was the possibility that it was a trap of some kind, meant to keep her contained for now, but it was very elaborate for such a thing, given how deep it was in the inner sanctum. Which left confusion behind in turn. In fact, the truth was that it had been a development of magic, a bridge created in the moment when the trap was activated, which had flung her through and into another world, at random and without regard for the wishes of the thief. And it had closed behind her, leaving no way back. At least it was a nice looking place, that much could be said. She was currently resting within a bare patch inside of a field, grass stretching on in all directions, a blue sky dotted with clouds above. To the west, this terminated into rolling hills, and then rising mountains, while to the north laid a forest, trees stretching upwards and seeking the sky. To the east and south nothing could be seen yet, though a breeze came up from the south that carried on it the barest hints which indicated that there might be a body of water in that direction. Or she could simply choose to lounge around here, though it would quickly become clear that whatever had done this would not reappear any time soon, nor would there be a barrier to keep her from moving on, like an illusion would have. For now, it seemed that things had taken a truly strange turn.
Thread: Unexpected Journeys [Azecreth & Himeko]

Inside the forest to the north then Sinvious went, willing to brave the possible dangers for the potential benefits. Exactly as one would expect from an adventurer and treasure hunter. There were outcomes for every direction she could have chosen, and even for staying in place. Some would have led to great fortune, others to tragic ends. It remained to be seen whether the particular path that she had chosen would take her to one or the other, and it was as dependent on the fates as it was on her skill and cunning. But soon she would see, and it would be resolved one way or another. The forest itself was beautiful, with leaves of many colors catching and refracting the light that passed by. There were trees of many different kinds and shapes, some bending and curling, while others reached to the skies, large and verdant, full of life. It was different from Hildegard, which had seen the impact of the impact of the old Empire on it's forestry, and this was even different to those outside of that land as well. Through the trees animals could be seen, some strange and weird, but others relatively familiar. And even those that were familiar had differences compared to where she had come from. It was a further sign that she was not where she had been, though there was still no way to tell whether this was all a dream or not. She would have to keep going if she wished to find out. Then to the fruit that she ate, many of these having some effect or other. It was foolhardy, perhaps, to assume that her antidote would work on this strange fruit when there was no evidence that things worked remotely the same, but there was no more time to worry about it, now that she had begun to chow down on it. And in this case she happened to be right, that it was not poisonous. At least, not in the conventional sense. It would have it's effect though, soon after she had finished it, and it had had some time to infiltrate. This would manifest as light headedness, a wooziness that verged on lethargy as the fruit took effect. And needless to say, such a state in the forest, when there were unknown creatures perhaps reacting to the intrusion even now, was not a good thing. At the very least she was not completely unconscious, but the state she was in was not good, and she would have to deal with as best she could, before something tragic befell her.
Thread: Unexpected Journeys [Azecreth & Himeko]

She could remember a time back in her village, back when she was but a mere pup when she used to sit in the forest and just lazily lay up in one of the large branches. She was always laid back and was always carefree. She wasn't like most of her family and pack who always took everything seriously and never seemed to have the time for fun and games like she did. But that was just who she was, and being here kinda reminded her of her home. But she didn't know that where she had landed was a place of danger and a place full of dark magic. But she was soon about to find this out in the moments to come. As she rested there, she could feel herself starting to drift off to sleep. Which she did her best to drive off seeing as she still had to somewhat stay on guard, but was proving to find rather difficult to do. The moment her eyelids closed, even for a brief moment she could feel the ground below her starting to move slightly. As she opened her eyes she saw that the wooden roots that had once been underground were now wrapping and twisting around her legs. Th-The hell?! She said as she tried to shake off the effects of the fruit, yet finding it impossible to do so. She tried to move her legs, yet still they felt like led and the roots were now keeping her legs in place. Try as she may, she just couldn't find the strength to move, let alone try and fight off what was going on to her. She tried again to move her legs once more, yet they were held firmly down by the roots. She then felt something starting to wrap around her body as branches with multicolored leaves started binding her chest and torso, preventing her from moving forward. G-Get off me! She yelped as she found herself completely restrained and with no chance of escaping. She tried to struggle as best as she could, yet to no avail did she have the strength to really do much aside from minor movements. The more she moved, the more energy she could feel start to leave her until she couldn't move anymore. All she could do now was wait and pray to the gods that something, someone would save her. Yet deep down inside, she knew that no one would come to her rescue and all she could really do was wait and see what would happen next to her. Which she dreaded dearly as fear was starting to overcome her.
Thread: Unexpected Journeys [Azecreth & Himeko]

The tree held resistant and firm, implacable as Sinvious tried to use all of her dwindling strength to break free. That would have been difficult even if she hadn't been under the effects of the fruits, what with trying to match a tree in a strength contest as opposed to simply cutting the branches that now intertwined around her off. As it stood, she merely wasted her time and energy, until all she could do was lay there and accept what was to come. Well, accepting would be a stretch, but there was little she could do to contest it at this point, and that sealed what was to come if nothing else did. No help would come, no quick rescue. This was not some fairytale story where there were last minute rescues on the brink of disaster, but rather reality, of a sort. It was entirely possible as well that the things that rescued her might not have the best intentions in mind either, going off of how this world worked. But that was something that would most likely not occur to her, so she was left seeking after a vain hope, even as she recognized the futility of it. To endure, now that would be the hard part. The plant moved on now that she was restrained, branches wrapping around to slip beneath her leather tunic, rough texture of bark brushing against her fur as it seemingly grew along from both sides, fabric rising with the new intrusion beneath it as they began to wind around waiting orbs, taking a firm hold in the process that was perhaps a bit tighter than might be strictly necessary. The tips would be brushed by sprouting buds, whisking past and making it that much more unbearable. The plant knew very well what it was doing, and it did that very well, though to what end was somewhat hard to tell beyond the obvious. How could it benefit from doing something like this in the first place? Perhaps such considerations might distract her mind even as a root came winding up her leg once more, curling and letting the curve in the branch rub against her sex. Well then, this seemed to be getting more interesting all the time.